Kuya’s eyes blinked open. He groaned softly at the bright light that was hanging above him. He attempted to move his limbs, but he found that his body was strapped down to the table. His torn kimono was off and folded nicely in the corner he was now in loose-fitting pants while his torso and up remained bare.

Above him was a clone and the real doctor, discussing something he couldn’t understand. He knew proper Snezhnyian but little other than curses and proper greetings. Kuya had a feeling that he was going to learn whether or not he wanted to. The Doctor turned to him, eyes widening slightly in amusement at Kuya’s scared expression. To Kuya’s surprise, he started to speak fluent Inazumian.

“I was made aware of your arrival. Imagine my surprise when I saw you were escorted by my sponsor. Who could care more about me as opposed to my endeavors.”

“Y-You…speak…-?”

“Yes, I was there in Inazuma for some time about 100-some-odd years ago. It could’ve been longer, but I don’t care enough to remember.” He laughed to himself and unstrapped Kuya from the table. He helped the foxian up from his back after seeing the boy struggle. Kuya looked at his battered and bruised body. Some of the deep cuts had been stitched up, causing his aching body to ache more. “And up you go. How unfortunate that you are to end up in the biting colds of our country. I wonder how Inazuma had changed before I left.”

“I-It…uhm…the sudoku degree was recently removed…”

“Ah, I see. Never was one that fancied it. Thank you for sharing.” The Doctor smiled slightly. This was a tactic to calm Kuya down, as his hand on his back still felt the pounding heartbeat. However, Kuya did not flinch or protest to the comfort he was receiving. Even if it was fake.

“So, as with anything, I need to know why you’re here. Don’t get me wrong, I love newbies. It means new opportunities. But, the official report needs to be submitted to the Tsaritsa’s office by the man who brought you in here to me.”

“He was warm…” Kuya mumbled to the Doctor who hummed.

“He was oddly gentle with you. You see, Akira isn’t privy to dirty things. And here you come, looking like a wreck and a half. It’s interesting, really. Back on track, okay, little fox? Why are you here?”

“...Oka…couldn’t handle me anymore…that’s what she said. The warm guy handed her a couple of bags of coins and nodded before having her sign a couple of things…it only occurred to me now…but I supposed this is my karma…she was bound to leave too…”

“And what would your karma be, little fox?” The Doctor asked calmly, rubbing Kuya’s back softly.

“I killed them."

His eyes widened underneath his his mask, going silent. Kuya took that as permission to continue.

"They were so... loud..."

"I bet they were. But please elaborate."

"My older brothers... they...are not blood related. I am related to my mother and father, but they have a different mother. They would always torment me on my father's death. My littlest sister... she ...would join in... a lot of the time."

"How old were your siblings?"

"My brothers were twins. 26. My little sister was 16."

"Quite young, weren't they?"

"How much do you want to know...?"

"Everything that went down. If you don't mind. I've explained that they were for report purposes."

"Yes...sorry sir.."

"Quite alright. Please continue." Kuya looked up at The Doctor, silently begging him to just take what he already had. The latter just shook his head and motioned the fox to go on.

"Uhm...one day... they went too far...mother was out on groceries, a-and they laid their hands on me...I just blanked out. I hadn't had food for days due to their neglect. They put their hands on me first....it was only right they get what was coming..."

"So what did you do, Kuya?" The Doctor asked, his tone strange. When Kuya looked up once more, the man had an odd smile on his face, practically begging him for more details.

"I...jumped on one of my brothers first..tore his throat open. The taste of his blood...it was the best thing I had eaten in my life, Doctor."

"And, what happened next?"

"The other one grabbed a knife and slashed my back." The Doctor nodded, knowing now the origin of the giant gash on Kuya's back. It was sure to scar, but there was no way he'd tell that to his patient now.

"I turned it around on him. While my brother choked on his own blood, I got busy with the other one. I knocked him on his ass and took the knife. The report said 16 times to the chest and abdomen. As for my dear little sister....she was too scared to even move. She was easy Doctor, but not as exhilarating as prey that fights back."

"I share your sentiment, Kuya. Thank you for letting me know all of this."

"Will I get to eat here?" Kuya suddenly asked, his dilated pupils meeting the mask covering the other's face.

"Of course. Anything you desire."

"I-Is it bad that...I liked the taste doctor?"

"Of course not, Kuya. I don't have it often, but I am able to appreciate the taste."

"Is there something wrong with me...?" Kuya asked, his eyes welling up once again with warm tears. The Doctor smiled and pushed up his mask, revealing the most beautiful eyes Kuya had ever seen before in his life. He wanted them. The fox's arm raised to the doctor's face, his claws landing on the man's temple next to the beautiful rubies. The sharp nails dug into the perfect, pale skin, drawing small beads of blood. But The Doctor did not look bothered.

That made Kuya more than happy.

Kuya licked his fingers and lapped up all of The Doctor's blood with his tongue.

It tasted amazing. It was nothing to compare with the tainted blood that was his own family's.

"There is nothing wrong with you. In fact... I think you'll fit right in.

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The Asylum/The Doctor - -Asa_No_Y0ru-

Akira - T0TALLY_N0T_AKiRA

(𝐔𝐩 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑 - 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤)