I am currently working on a bonus/alternate ending that is wayyyy happier than this!! This is your only warning!! I came into this seeking violence and boy did i get what i was asking for
He left him here, all alone with demons that wanted to hurt me. Walked behind Kirio without giving even sparing me a second glance.
No, no. Kalego-sensei isn't like that. He can't be like that.
My head hurts so much. Everything feels too hot, too dry.
I close my eyes, wishing for this feeling to just go away
Sleep carries me away from all the pain, numbing my headache to a dull pounding.
Kalego-sensei isn't like that. He's a Good one. He isn’t like that
–
Something is touching my hand. It’s moving my hand, waving it in the air.
I snapped my eye open and forced down the growl that wanted to escape.
Kirio was all-too-happily waving my hand in the air.
There’s a seal on my hand. (He feels warm. So uncomfortably warm, but he ignores the feeling)
Kalego-sensei appeared, and immediately checked me over, fussing and prodding, keeping note of my reaction to anything, everything. Every wince, every uncomfortable move, he was keeping note of it all, trying to know whether I got hurt anywhere (and the familiarity of the movements from whenever opera checks me over is, oddly comforting)
His chest suddenly feels lighter, relief flooding him as he sees that Kalego still cares. He wont just leave me behind. It was just a dream-
Ahem
Kirio cleared his throat, and Kalego froze. He looked contemplating, then regretful. I stomp down on the unease building up inside my chest because he’s kalego-sensei. He won’t just-
Kalego’s body started flying higher, getting away from him, before turning and moving towards Kirio. And just like his memory, Kalego left the room without looking back once.
Oh
And he’s once again alone with the doctor.
But he did look regretful! He didn’t leave until Kirio told him to-
"Well, now that they're finally that they're gone, let’s do some fun experiments!" Blood runs cold in my veins. I can feel my heart stop beating, remembering the last experiment. How it went,how it left me.
"Say, iruma, I've been wondering,” his hand moves to hold a device, his face full of glee as he points it at iruma
Kalego-sensei,
“at what electric voltage do humans pass out?"
Please don’t leave me behind.
--
It wasn’t a one-time thing. He really hoped it was a one-time thing.
But, but he knows Kalego isn’t leaving him behind. They’re forcing him to leave. They’re forcing him to do something beyond that door.
He just doesn’t know what. He knows that Kalego is doing it against his will. He knows that Kalego doesn’t come back once he’s out of the room, so probably he keeps doing whatever they tell him to do until he turns back, and for some reason, they only summon him when Iruma’s asleep. Never when he’s awake (And he always wakes up feeling so hot, and when Kalego returns, when the ritual is broken, Iruma’s left feeling so so cold)
Today the doctor isn’t here when Kalego leaves, so Iruma left here alone with his thoughts. Wonders of what Kalego might be doing, and what he might be feeling (and if there’s a way to make him stop obeying them)
Eventually, the doctor comes, and apologizes for being a little late for their usual “science time” (he says a little late, like he was late ten minutes. It felt like he was waiting for hours)
He suddenly moves to iruma, curiosity and excitement painting his features. They always are, doesn’t matter whether scream of pain fill the room or his crisp white coat is painted in blood. He’s always smiling. Always curious.
He suddenly grabs Iruma’s arm, binds moving for the first time since his capture. A whimper of pain escapes his lips, and he tenses, unsure of what thing the doctor wants to test now (Balam-sensei’s tests were never like this. He misses Balam-sensei so much)
“How long does it take for a human bone to heal?"
wha-?
Crack
Nothing could have prepared him for this. Hot searing pain suddenly coursing through his body as his throat feels raw from the scream that was ripped from him.
"And different bones take different times for demons to heal back. Does yours too?" He tilts his head, feigning innocent curiosity. Iruma wants to throw up.
Crack
--
Something is wrong. Something is Very wrong.
Everything is falling apart.
It’s been two months, two devidamn months, and they still dont have the tiniest hint of Iruma’s location! Nothing works, not when he looks around that damned mansion to look for unique markings, not when they use tracking magic on Kalego before he gets summoned, not when they try to get the help of the other crowns (Baal always has a convincing reason for why they cant help them save their kid) He cant even stay with the kid for two damned minutes before they get impateint! Nothing is going according to plan.
And everytime he sees the kid, everytime he sees Iruma he has more bandages on him. At this point there’s more bandages than skin. The last time he waws summoned, his bones were fucking broken! They’re not even torturing him, they’re just tormenting him for the heck of it!
And when he confronted the assholes keeping his kid in this shithole, that this was not part of their deal, he’s only met with threats. To just shut up and continue working. Continue attacking enter place here. (deep in Kalego’s mind, he’s grateful they’ve yet to make him attack the school, or devil forbid, his students)
--
Nothing is healing properly
Everything hurt hurt h u r t s so much
Kalego doesn’t look at him, he's always out the door behind kirio
He knows they're using him. He never leaves until they signal him to (like he's some kind of pet for them to use). Every time he sees him, Kalego looks more and more distraught. He looks so tired.
He doesn’t want his sensei to be like that. To look like that. He wants the haunted look in his eyes to go away.
Maybe, maybe sensei will leave him if he told him. Maybe it's time. Maybe he should stop hanging on to selfish, childish hope.
He doesn’t want to hurt him more
–
"I've noticed you've been feeling distressed without your master~" he watches his reaction intently, excitement on his face as he waits for whatever reaction he expects Kalego to have. Kalego maintains his glare, refusing to react to his words (and ignoring the fear that floods his veins because dammit, why is he mentioning his kid?)
A moment went by, and Kirio's exaggerated pout at Kalego's lack of expression finally came, and with a sigh, he finally continued his sentence
"And since we don't really have a use for you today, we're allowing you to stay by your master's side today"
At first, it felt like a blessing, but now looking at the kid in front of him, he almost wishes he wasn't summoned that day.
In front of him, iruma is sitting with no bandages in sight, giving kalego full view of the horrors that hid from him
Deformed bonds, burn scars, and a chunk of flesh missing near his neck
Why?
Why him? Why his kid?
"What happened?" He whispered, the look in Iruma's eyes hurt to see.
He looks so defeated. He looks so tired.
He looks like he accepts it.
"Kirio wanted to know what I'd taste like" what? This-this makes no sense, why-?
"Sensei," something in his voice tore Kalego’s eyes from the violent wound and forced him to look into his kid's eyes. And for the first time since they were dragged into this hell, Iruma’s eyes shined with determination. It almost comforted kalego, almost gave him hope that he isn’t too late-
"I'm a human"
Oh
Oh. Oh no.
No nono this can't be, he cant have left him there, failed him for months at the hands of-fuck
He needs to fix this, he needs to help him, he needs to get him out of there right now
He's getting his kid out of there now, no. matter. what.
--
This shouldn't have happened. Kalego was supposed to not care or feel betrayed or anything
He shouldn’t have said anything. He should’ve stayed quiet. He shouldn’t have told, have burdened him with this knowledge
He should’ve found another way to die, to free his dad
The bond is broken. He will never be able to form it again.
He refuses to let go of kalego. Baal is coming, throwing words that almost sound taunting. He can't hear a thing. Baal is almost before him. if he looks up,he'll see the spear he's holding. The same spear that pierced through Kalego’s heart.
He refuses to let go of him. He refuses to let go of kalego (he ignores the warm blood that paints him, the non-existent bond that no longer connects them, the blank, hollow eyes that no matter what he does will never look at him again)
Tears fall onto kalego, iruma pulls him closer. Something fast, strong, dangerous soars to Iruma.
