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He simply ignored the talking of the two men. But it didnt stop the throbbing vein that appeared on his forhead. Quietly, he lay there waiting for what Muraki would do next. He closed his eyes and let relaxtion fall upon him.

"......."

Nope, he wasn't the type to depend on others. Even as he spoke with Muraki, his hands were busy by slowly applying pressure to his bonds and relaxing, pressing and relaxing. These movements allowed him to stretch the fabric bonds then loosen them slowly. Enough for him to slide his hand out through. While Muraki seemed busy with the man, he started to untie his other hand to free himself. Even with the stinging pain of movement, he seemed far to focused on freeing himself to check up on what the Doctor would be doing as Gatz seemed to leave. His face was clenched slightly to show the strain it was putting upon his already exhausted body. But he would keep pushing until the end, by this point, he allowed himseld time to unfasten the collar that was placed around his neck. Holding it within his almost shaking hands, it was clear he wasn't doing very well. He reminded himself to strangle the doctor later with the sadistic collar of his..What he wanted as a simple fix up turned into a captive's worest nightmare.

"......"

Sitting himsef on the edge of the bed, he tried to think of how to get out and fast, thou with his body already in throbbing pain, it was hard to hear his thoughts over the sound of his muscles screaming.

Forcing him to stand, he hugged himself with one arm to hold his sore side, left hand holding his right sign. Clear enough signal that he was still far from well. Hunched over a little he glared over at him.

"I just came for a patch job..I refuse to be your giena pig..."

He tried stepping back, the pain and weight of his own body staritng to make it harder and harder to stay standing.

"...Thats the only reason you keep me tired up here.."

"!?!?!?!??!"

His body froze like a soild rock..Did he just...-Kiss- him? What...The...Hell. Even thou his body was screaming in agony, the rage was building more. A low snarl came from him as he felt the last straw being broke. Snapping up, in a blur of motion, he grasped the Doctor's throat in his hand, his other hand quickly tieing the rope around his neck. The same binding he used on Squall, now he was using on Muraki. Tighter and tighter he started to squeeze.

"...b*****d! "

He felt his body running on overdrive, everything seemed to be going faster, harder, and double then before. Maybe it was the pure rage pumping through his veins. But soon, as soon as it sped up, it started to slow down. Eyes filed with rage began to drift off.

*Tha-dump..Tha-dump*

Soon, his quickly beating heart began to go back to a nomarl pace and slower. The grip of death released as he felt all control of his body letting go, and he began to fall. No...No! Damnit!! Unable to hold up anymore, he fell back against the bed. Only now noticing how hot he was feeling even without a shirt. Sweat rolling down his features and body, glazed over bluegrey hues seemed to stare off without life.

"......"

His body now on empty, he had worked himself straight to illment.

Weak and unable to move, the man just lay there in a feverish sweat. Glazed over eyes just stared out aimlessly at the ceiling. Shirtless, gloveless, and pants barely staying on thanks to the perverted mind of Muraki, he had no way of even fighting back.

"......"

Squall....Squall, Remeber..Our promise...

He closed his eyes and let himself fall deeper inside, trying to shut out the world and turn it into shades of grey. The only color in his mind was that of her face...

"..Riona.. "

Was all he muttered before passing out into slumber.

No complaints came from the passed out man. He only lay there, sweating up a storm as the pounding headaches began to pound loudly in his head.

".....M-Murkaii....Please...Murkai..I-...I.. "

But his sentence didn't finish as he trailed off deeper into slumber.

Slowly as night casted its veil over the sky and morning soon washed its way onto the dawn..The man was still heavily asleep. But, as soon as the sunbeams hit his close eyelids, they slowly fluttered open. Still feeling flushed and heated from the fever, his eyes druged like shifted about the room.

"....Nnngh? "