[Yu-Gi-Oh][Dark Watch]Second World Line

?Bakura was followed by a giant white-haired dog, and he just went home, and then because Bakula's face somewhat resembled his own, a small family war was triggered.Her originally dignified and dignified mother was as cold as ice, and she uttered vicious words to her husband who was obsessed with archaeology, and every sentence was unbearable and harsh.

"Heh, isn't this a wild species that you accidentally left outside?"

"Don't speak so badly! Do you think I don't know what you have done!"

"you!"

……

Enough is enough, Kaoru Liang watched quietly, with a harmless innocent smile on his face, but no emotion in his eyes, what a miserable family, because the husband suspected that he was having an affair all year round and could not bear to be lonely The mother who went out to steal food from time to time, and the father who was not interested in anything other than archaeology but secretly did a lot of nasty things, how could he just run into each other?

But I am not a good bird either.

Tapirang turned and went upstairs with a smile, and walked into his room. The moment he passed the door, the smile on his face disappeared, and he threw himself heavily on the bed, burying his face in the pillow.

It's tiring to keep that expression all day long.

He lay quietly for a while, when the mattress on the other side of his body suddenly sank, and a warm body stuck to him.

"Bakula." Tapirang turned his head. The room with the curtains closed and no light turned on still felt a little dark. Bakula imitated him and lay on the bed looking at him, with one eye peeking out from the gray messy hair. exposed, staring motionless.

"Host...Master..." Bakula responded slowly.

"You..." Kaoru narrowed his eyes, carefully sizing up the person in front of him, "Is it really the king of thieves? Do you also... like the feeling of destruction?"

His voice was extremely low, compared to his appearance in front of people, he looked like a demon, he removed all disguises, and released dark temptations.

"... Broken... Broken..." Bakula paused every word, frowning tightly, looking distressed thinking about the meaning of the words, and it took dozens of seconds before he murmured two words, "I like it." .”

Kaoru looked at him.

Bakula's eyebrows stretched out, and the corners of his mouth curled into an evil arc, and even the hideous scar on his right eye darkened a bit, and he repeated, "I like it." This time the words became much clearer.

"Hmm~" Poliang's eyes showed satisfaction, he sat up slowly, stretched out his hand to caress Bakula's head, then got out of bed, opened the curtains, opened the glass door, and walked outside to the small balcony , lifted the black cloth covering the storage shelf in the corner, and took out a pigeon cage from inside. The cage was not big, and there were two pigeons inside, with snow-white feathers and blood-colored claws.Then he turned to look at Bakula.

The boy and the white dove.

The beautiful boy and the white dove in the rain.

At this time, the rain did not seem to decrease at all. Standing there, although the balcony was covered, the rain would still float on him from time to time, and his shoulders and trousers were wet in a short while.His expression remained unchanged, and it gave people the illusion that he would smile in the next second. Of course, he couldn't actually smile. His eyes were shining slightly, sometimes hot, but extremely cold.

With a biting chill, and a strange excitement.

This is really a beautiful painting.

Bakula couldn't help getting up and getting out of bed, standing upright, staring blankly at Kaliang.

Then he squinted his eyes, and the aura of his whole body grew. He walked slowly to the glass door and leaned against it with a questioning expression.

Tapirang opened the pigeon cage unhurriedly, grabbed a pigeon from inside, grasped the root of the wing with one hand, and caressed its slender neck with the other hand.

I can feel the vitality displayed by the fragile little thing under the palm, and the blood flowing in the blood vessels is throbbing.The white dove seemed to want to flap its wings and struggle, but its wings were restrained. It could only keep turning its head, cooing, and its mung bean-sized eyes looked around in a panic.

"Sometimes, there is an impulse." Tapiryo said.

He caressed the pigeon with his thin white fingers, let go of his neck with his right hand, took out a small knife from his trouser pocket, held it in good posture, and quickly cut the pigeon's throat.

The trachea was cut, and the blood flowed out profusely. The pigeon struggled violently, hissing non-stop from the severed throat.

"Well, it's good to have fun in your spare time."

Tapiryo laughed, and his angelic face radiated a gentle light.

There was blood splashed on his face, he tilted his head indifferently, and continued to stab the soft body with the knife.

Half angel, half devil.

It started with ants.

Just to vent the gloom in my heart, I want to suck those weak things, and then I become addicted unconsciously.

It's just a bug, even if it is found, it will only be said to be a child's play, right?But this made him realize early on that this behavior needed to be concealed, because no one would agree.

Gradually, bugs can no longer be satisfied, tadpoles, goldfish, lizards...

It's not that I haven't thought about stopping, and I've seriously thought about the possibility of being sick, but, well, this is the real me, right?A fair skin, filled with thick blood.

The pigeon soon died.

Tapirang casually threw it out of the balcony and watched it fall into the garden below, where it was tightly covered by flowers.

The rain quickly washed away the blood, and apart from the remaining feathers on the balcony, it was impossible to tell what happened just now.

Only then did Kairyo frowned impatiently as if there were still blood on his face, and stretched out his hand to wipe it off, but Bakula grabbed his hand.

"Could it be, you don't agree with me, do you?" Tapirang squinted his eyes, and his tone was flat.

But he soon knew he was wrong.

The turbidity in Bakula's eyes seemed to be a little less, and at this moment his eyes were slightly narrowed, slightly excited.

"Host, it's very good, very...delicious." After Bakula finished speaking, he pulled Pirara to his side, and licked at the bloodstain.

The taste of blood.

Slightly fishy, ​​very nostalgic taste.

But, no.

Bakula's eyes suddenly burst out with ferocity, and he grabbed Pairang's chin, and fiercely bit his mouth.

Yes, bite.

Very soft and delicious.

It's not that Kaoru didn't struggle, but compared to Bakula, his strength was too weak, and the hand on Bakula's chest seemed to be trying to refuse.

The mouth was broken, and there was a touch of blood.

It hurts.

Tapirang tried his best to get rid of this pain, but when he tasted his own blood, he suddenly felt the trembling from his soul, which was intense excitement and ecstasy.

What... what is that...

hell.

"Your Majesty, I have to make up piano lessons after lunch."

The voice of Kaoru's mother came from outside the door.

"Well, I got it." Kairliang shouted, and then cleaned himself up expressionlessly.

A look of hostility flashed in Bakula's eyes.