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Heero awoke at the sound of whimpering from Relena's direction, and so sprang to his feet, pulling on pants before nudging his lover awake. He grinned, a frightful expression, as Duo awoke, and shared a similar glee as he dressed also. They walked silently towards the girl, who struggled against the manacles weakly, turning her head as if some direction would yield a glimpse of her surroundings. She sniffled, twisting a little then gasping in pain as several scabs broke open on her sides, fresh blood welling forth.

Duo paused by the camera, activating it and chuckling darkly into the microphone before watching Heero select the riding crop and whip from the wall, tossing the whip to his lover. Duo caught it easily, and began switching the lights off. Heero stood before Relena, clad only in his tight jeans, and waited until it was completely dark, watching Relena squirm at the soft sounds of their movement. Heero stepped forward just as the last light was flicked off by Duo's hand, and pulled the blindfold from her face.

Relena stared out into blackness, and whispered hopefully, "Heero? Heero, is that you?" The Japanese youth grunted an affirmative, "Aa," and she squealed. Heero winced in the darkness.

"Oh Heero, my prince, you've come to rescue me! I knew you didn't mean to jab me in the drawing room, I knew you loved me!" she gushed. Heero replied by spitting in her face, and as she drew in breath, he reached forward and slapped her hard across the face. Shinigami took that as a signal, and flipped on the set flourescent lights directly above the princess. Heero closed his eyes, smirking at her shriek of outrage and pain, letting his own eyes adjust. When he opened them, she was staring at him, blinking frequently as if doubting her eyes while they adjusted. He stepped further under the light, tapping the crop against his leg before reaching out and stroking her arm with the tip.

Relena chose that moment to realise she was nude, and blushed brightly, attempting to cover herself but unable to do so while shackled. Heero sneered, jabbing the bleeding underside of a breast, then drawing back, he struck her in the side of her busom, dragging the strike across the underside of both lumps. She screamed in stinging agony as her flesh tore, and he smiled at the sound.

"Why?" she choked, tears streaming down flushed cheeks. The Japanese youth sighed, and knelt before her, lapping up the fresh blood from her chest, digging into her ripped flesh with his tongue. He leaned up and kissed her shortly, then drew back. She stared at him wonderingly, then he smiled softly, evoking hope in her eyes. Then he spat in her face again, his bloody saliva dripping across her hot cheeks.

She sucked in ragged breath, hyperventilating in shock as she stared blankly at the concrete floor, already spattered with little drops of her own blood. She looked up again at Heero, who was already standing and looked amused.

"But...but you love me..." she whispered, too confused to be furious. Heero grimaced, and Shinigami spoke up, pressing up against Heero's back. "Hounto da Relena-chan...you should know better. How could he love you when all you do is make our lives a miserable escape from you. We've had to live for the past seven years with your stupidity, your idiotic chasing of a man already in love with someone else. With me.

"And you knew that. You've tried to kill me so many times, but when that ploy failed, you turned to our friends, and attempted to get them to betray us. What relationship did you think could be born out of betrayal and murder?

"And yet do you still believe there is anything but hatred and disgust between you? You pathetic deluded little thing. You should be glad we're going to put you out of this miserable farce you call your life...and get you out of our own," Shinigami taunted.

Heero smiled at his words, and twisted just enough to exchange a deep kiss with his partner. Relena looked away, sniffling. The Japanese youth separated, and walked over to the bin, drawing out a ball gag and returning the blindfold. Shinigami nodded at him, grinning, then leered further at Relena.

"You wanted him to kill you, so long ago. You'll be glad to know we're going to take you up on that. If you're lucky, you'll see him just before you die," he smiled sweetly, then cupped her horrified face between his hands.

"I can barely stand to touch you," he chuckled, then continued, "but for this..." He threw his head back, his braid snapping against the ground, and laughed shortly, a familiar grin plastered to his face although the cruel set of his eyes remained. Relena shivered, then screeched as Shinigami dug his hand into her left eye, sliding into the socket. His thumb caressed over her pupil as her eyelid fluttered, trying to force the so wrong touch from her, then he ripped her eyeball free, clenching it in his hand with that same manic grin forced on his face.

Relena screamed heartily, blood streaming down her face from the ruined socket where there was just emptiness behind a fluttering, crinkled eyelid, swiftly becoming sticky with blood and scabbing shut. Shinigami just laughed, an awful hollow sound just echoing past Relena's continued screaming, as he pulled a scalpel from the table, and rolled the eyeball in his hands.

Relena's voice suddenly muffled as Heero gagged her, and slapped her again, smearing the blood across her face. She opened her tearing eye, and was confronted with the sight of her own eye, bloodied and dangling before her by strands of flesh and nerves. Shinigami peered at her past the eye, as she began shrieking, unable to take her gaze from the organ that should have been looking out with her but was instead staring at her.

Shinigami watched her, as if a child searching for reactions, then he grinned, and squeezed the eyeball gently. She winced. He squeezed again, a little giggle escaping his lips as she grimaced and writhed so she didn't have to look at her own blue eye. He shook his head, shooting an evil glance at Heero, who stepped forward, and held her eyelid open. Shinigami giggled again, and held the eyeball in his hand, the scalpel in his other.

"No..." she moaned, afraid but unable to look away. She trembled in pain and fear, and she saw Heero smile. She quivered now at that image. Heero frowned, and yanked her hair with his other hand so she had to watch.

Shinigami met her eye, and slowly sank the scalpel into the eyeball held in his hand, dragging it down the side as it began to ooze yellow fluid. He cut it then, small shavings and chunks of the organ covering his hand. He smiled softly, almost looking innocent but for the cold, evaluating gleam in his violet eyes. Without looking, he picked up a slice of the blue eye, covered in yellow gelatin, and smirked. He turned and put the scalpel and remains of her eye on the metal table, then stalked forward with such speed she didn't realise it until he was in front of her, his hand in her mouth. He grasped her lower jaw, the bit of herself in his other hand, then ripped downwards and out, dislocating her jaw. She screamed again, the gag slipping further between her lips, until Shinigami pulled it away. She screamed again, her voice absorbed into the walls. Then he thrust the slice of eyeball into her mouth, and hissed, "Swallow it."

Relena obeyed, too shocked and afraid of what they could do to her if she did not to revolt. She shoved it to the back of her mouth so she didn't have to taste her own flesh, and Shinigami smiled, removing her gag. She began screaming again as he cleaned the gag and his hands, Heero having put the crop back on the wall and retrieving another gag from the bin. The two men smiled at each other, kissing briefly, then Duo handed him the whip he had tucked into his pants.

Relena looked around in the pause, the harsh overhead light hiding the details, but she could see walls that looked like they were stained in blood, and a great deal of gleaming metal about the room. Heero strode to her side, and gagged her again, fingering the whip he had taken from Duo. He snapped it against the floor, glaring ominously.

"You slut. Why didn't you wear underwear?" He asked in monotone, strafing the whip across her ribs. She yelped behind the gag. He struck her again, leaving sharp welts on her stomach and chest.

"Did you think it would attract me?" He ripped into her thighs and calves, the whip licking about to slice into the back of her legs. "Did you think I would like it?" He let the metal tip bit into her bust, her nipples hardening unwillingly from the pain.

"Why don't you understand I like guys, not girls? Not you. Never you!" Heero snarled, sending the metal tip between her legs, splattering blood. He picked up the remains of her eye from the table, and threw them at her, smirking slightly as she flinched. He put the whip back, and glaned at where Duo sat at the desk, concocting an injection. Duo handed him a needle, smiling softly, and the Japanese youth walked back to the princess, and stabbed her. She whimpered softly, and her world went dark.

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