Here you go guys, what you all been waiting, episode 23 of Flat.  I apologize for the long wait, but I greatly appreciate the patience.  I hope this one will be a real knocker to all my fans, enjoy the next episode will be the finale so stay tune and look out for 24 coming soon.  If you like this, pop it, comment it and all that.  If you want to be part of my clan, The Flat Parade, just send me an request and I will gladly invite you.  Well here it is, Flat episode 23, enjoy.

Flat:

Episode 23

“Wake up…love…wake up…”

-Feeling her body shake, tired from the over excess of sleep of even a nap.  Not wanting to wake up…- 

“Yukito…wake up sweetie…”

-Hearing Sota’s voice and seeing the slap if she didn’t slowly opened her eyes gently and looked up at him.  His gaze stared back at her and said to her…- 

“Good…you’re awake…and look at what I have for you…”

-Showing her the ladies all over his arms.  Smirking as he laughed a little looking at her…-

“These are your new friends Yukito…these…will be…our new…family…from now on…"

-Looking at her, the grin was smug and clear to her, the cynical smile that had spread from ear to ear.  The scar that once had been a reminder to him, a once profound memory he had of his mother and that cursed day was now a battle scar.  A trophy to his accomplishment, it truly suited the devil well.-

“…what do you think…my love?”

-Yukito looks up to him, staring at once was her love.  Her sunshine, the reason she stayed, the reason she loved.  It was nothing now, it was nothing anymore.  Her heart felt like a jagged pieces of glass, scratching and cutting her heart with each pump of her heart.  It was hard to look at him now, he was not Sota, he was not a person anymore, the man she knew, the man she had grown so accustomed too, the man she had figured out, was taken by the devil to do his bidding…-

“Answer me b****!”

-She gasped at the word Sota had used to describe her.  She had never heard Sota talk like that before in his life.  She didn’t want to answer, she didn’t even want to be in the same space as him but feeling the twitch and pain of his slaps against her was so overbearing to feel.  Her cheek redden with the blood rushing to heal the pain that Sota had inflicted upon her delicate skin, her cold soft hands, rubbed against it, remembering of the pain, remembering each hard forceful smack upon her, remembering it all like it just happened.  To keep from feeling that again, she looked at him and said softly, obeying him like a beaten dog…-

“Yes…I…I…”

“Yes you…what?”

-Giving himself a treat, smirking as he see she was now trained, trained to do whatever he wants, when he wants…-

“Yes…I…like…the idea…”

“Do you like it…or love it?”

-Looking at her more smirking as saliva almost started to drip from the fangs of the alpha male winning.  Yukito looked up at him and just said softly, holding onto the cheek that hurt her…-

“I…love…the idea…”

“Good…”

-Smirks as the ladies around him were rubbing up against him, feeling his body with their curious hands and swooned over his perfection of being a man.  Yukito would feel jealous by this, seeing another woman clinging on to her man, but her heart throbbed when she tried to do something.  Her heart cut into her soul more as her will to stop this was growing stronger.  The anger collectively building in her body ready to be released was now almost too strong to contain in her no longer…-

“I have an idea my darling family…”

“What is it master?”

-The girls around him swooned in unison.  Wondering what their darling master had in mind for the group…-

“How about we play a nice game of…chicken…”

-Smirking as he started to feel his jolly kicks getting a hold of him as the girls swooned and agreed with the idea and asked, in different answers and questions…”

“Ooo what kind of chicken?”

“Do we get to scare you?”

“How do we play?”

-His grin got bigger as he looked at all his lovely girls all around him, including the face on his bed staring back at him like a puppy would to go out.-

“I’ll tell you…but first…Rena!  Where are you!?  Get in here!”

-He yelled into the house, the vacant mortuary of a house that it now was.  Screaming and yelling for Rena, the second girl that appeared and stumbled into his humble abode.  He looked around, but not a sound or a trace of her could be seen, he got agitated a bit and yelled into the abyss that was a home again…-

“Rena!  I know you’re here!  Come out, come out wherever you are!”

“What’s wrong…Sota?  Why…were you screaming…for me?”

-Hearing a soft voice come from the door to his room, turning his head around but not his body, like an owl he glared at the figure that had stayed there, it was Rena.  She had a towel on, wrapped around her soft porcelain skin as she blushed looking over to him, embarrassed that he saw her in her most vulnerable of moments.  She stood there, her long legs showing her firm tones of a well figured body, her chest expanded the towel more and covered more of them, then her.  The towel became a one piece skirt outfit as she stood there fidgeting and playing with her hands and fingers wondering what he wanted as she said softly…-

“What…is it…that you want…Sota…”

-He looked at her like a vulture would look at his new meal, his teeth bared and felt the hunger, the thirst of blood…-

“I was calling you…so we could play…a game…of chicken…”

“Well…how do…do you play…then…”

-Wondering as she stood there, completely in love with the man she only knew for a few days and that her best friend, Yukito, was in relations with.  Standing there as if by some invisible force told her to come to him.  Her tiny feet softly patted the floor as she walked over to where Yukito and the girls were standing, not questioning at all about the unknown identities of the newcomers but just wanting to be at Sota’s side, to be around Sota, to be with Sota.  Her feet softly hit the cold sturdy floor boards as the sun hit off her china doll skin and red blush that had sheen from the glimmer of light that had shone through the blinds of his room.-

“Now…since we are all here…let’s play…shall we?”

-Smirking at all the girls as he let go of the girls around him and walked slowly over to his desk and opened a drawer to one of the lower cabinets and pulled at something.  Not walking back yet as it appeared he was preparing, checking and inspecting what he had in his hand.  Glancing and interrogating the piece that he was going to use in this game as we hear the loading and cocking as he came back and with a big smile on his face, like a kid receiving a new toy on Christmas day, he looked at all of them, coming back to the make shift circle they had there.  He lifted the British No 4 Mark I* single shot, break open signal pistol, holding it with pride in the air, letting the rays of the sun cast over the World War 2 glory.  The girls stood there, not saying a word, trying to figure out if he was serious, or joking.  He looked over the crowd as he handed the gun to Rena and said in all seriousness and with a big grin on his face…-

“Let’s play…”

DING DING

YOU’RE ATTENTION PLEASE.  THE TRAIN HAS NOW STOPPED AT HIROSHIMA STATION.  PLEASE BE SURE TO TAKE ALL OF YOUR BELONGINGS WITH YOU AND ENJOY YOUR STAY.  THANK YOU.

-With the word of the announcer, the race began as passengers started to gather their belongings from above and begin in line to leave the train.  Sakagi had trouble with this since this was her first time riding a train.  She wasn’t use to normal train procedure, trying to reach for her bag but with all the people rushing to get off and the people being rude and bumping her back to her seat, she kindly had to wait till everyone got off before she could get to it.  Folding her arms as she peered out the train window frustrated that she now had to wait, but even more frustrated that now she would have to wait longer to see Sota the whole reason why she came.  She was happy to see that she was going to finally see him again after so long since his departure.  She couldn’t wait to see his beautiful shining face, the gleam he had always brought to her, his white shiny hair that had glinted in the sun and moonlight, the smell that was familiar, she couldn’t wait, she couldn’t wait to get off this train.-

Sota…it’s been so…so long…since we last…saw each other…I hope…you are doing well…I can’t…wait…to…see you…again…

-Lost in her train of thought she looked around and saw that everyone had left, feeling a bit embarrassed she laughed a little and quickly got her bag and exited the train in an orderly fashion to the Hiroshima train station platform.  The train blew a loud hollow whistle as the air from the propulsion filled the platform and began to roll to its next destination.  Sakagi stood there as she looked out upon Hiroshima, Sota’s new home.  Looking upon the city and looking upon where to look and where to go.  Looking at the map she had wondering where it was from here, looking upon the red X she had made indicated Sota’s house.  She had never been to Hiroshima and she wasn’t going to let it be a screw up of a trip.  Looking around the area of the platform to see if she could ask someone to help her, near the exit of the station, she saw an information booth.  A smile grew upon her face slightly as she grabbed her things and quickly ran down from the platform to the information booth and looked at the man sitting aback against the wall reading the daily news printed on the newspaper.  She didn’t want to disturb the man but it was the only way to know where to go.  She said softly in a shy voice…

“Um…excuse me…sir…”

-The man heard the soft voice and looked all over wondering if it was his imagination or if he was hearing things.  He turned around to the window to see her there, staring back at him.  He stared at her for sometime not doing his job for a moment until she asked again…-

“Um…excuse me…I was…I was wondering…do you know…how to get to…this…this place…”

-Pushing a map through the hole in the window as she marked Sota’s house on it, with a big red X.  The man finally hesitated a bit then got to his work, grabbing the map from the hole and looked at it for sometime before looking back at her and saying with a smile…-

“Yes I do…first you want to go straight upon this street.  You’re going to keep going until you reach the shopping district.  Once you reach there, you take a left and you are going to go down two streets from there where you will take a right.  After that…”

-The man continued on his directions as Sakagi listened to every detail, wanting to get there with ease.  She had a pretty good memory and had a good deal of remembering details but she didn’t want that to stop her from getting to Sota.  She knew she had a good sense of memory but didn’t want to take that as a risk…-

“…then you go straight down that street and you should find this house miss.”

“Thank you…so much…sir…”

-Bowing her head in gesture to the man.-

“It’s no problem.  Have fun in Hiroshima.”

“I will…thank you.”

-The man handed her map back, Sakagi took it and ran off into the city.  With a big smile on her face, a song in her steps, and a determination in each breath she was ready and willing to see Sota again.-

“This is bull!  I can’t believe it!  How could he just go around my back like that!  The jerk’s going to pay!  After all I did for him too!  The lazy bastard doesn’t know when no is no!”

-The gears and wheels of the car propelled Dunaro into Hiroshima.  The car was on a direct course of route that no one could set otherwise.  The anger in his tone as he peered upon the city, his hands gripped firmly on the steering wheel as he would not let go to save his life.  His fury drove the car, his anger fueled it.  Veering in and out of traffic, the cars honking their horns in anger at the insane driver as it darted between them.  Yelling at him hoping that he could hear it through the thick shell that he had for a brain.-

“Shut up you bastards!  I have more important things to worry about then your sorry asses!”

-Retaliating back to the response of the drivers’ anger at him, but, he didn’t cared.  His mind was set, his goal was laid out on the table it was now time to execute and take command that he had once lost.  Zooming on down the highway as he screamed again as his car raced into the distance…-

“I’m gunning for you…you bastard!”

“Let’s play…”

-Sota said holding the gun to everyone.  The girls’ eyes stared at the fear of which they could not explain.  They couldn’t believe that he was serious.  Their expression matched their thoughts as the room now was going to become an execution…-

“Now…here is how we play…we each stand opposite to someone…whoever has the gun has to point it to the person across from them…and pull the trigger…”

“That’s insane Sota!  You can’t make us do it!”

-Yukito screamed at Sota, trying to get some reason into him.  Trying to stop him from this insane game he was suggesting upon the group…-

“Stop it Sota!  Why are you doing this!?  This is crazy!”

“Crazy…Yuktio…”

-Yukito gasped at what he said, shocked at what he might say next…-

“Crazy…isn’t a word that best describes me…it’s a word best described…”

-He looks up at her and grins with a ridiculous amount of confidence behind each word he was about to say next.  He raised his index finger to her, pointing at her, into her soul even more as he finished his sentence…-

“…as you Yukito!”

“You’re mad Sota!”

“Mad enough to kill my mother…Yukito…”

“…”

-She stood there frozen, aghast at the words he had just said…-

“It’s because of you…my love…Yukito…that my bastard of a mother…is dead…”

“But I didn’t kill her!”

“Then why does her death soil your shirt?”

“Because…”

“Because…what?”

-Smirking seeing how he got her cornered, setting the trap and Yukito taking the bait.  She was frozen and no idea of what to say.  Sota laughed a bit and smiled at her.  Not the smile we have all so grown accustomed too, but a smile that was too happy to be sane…-

“That’s what I thought…so now…get in position people…it’s time to play…”

-Not really wanting to play, everyone did what they were told.  Sota was the puppet master in this act, he had complete control over everyone.  Rena stood across from one of the unknown identities, the other two stood across from each other, and there Yukito stood, staring face to face with her boyfriend, her love, Sota.  He smirked at her as he started to hand the gun to the two unknown identities that stood across from each other and looked at her…-

“You know what to do now…aim the gun at her head…and fire…”

-The girl hesitated in fear as she didn’t know what to do, her hand shook looking down and trying to aim for her.  The sweat beaded down her face, the nervous anticipation loom over the two as she could almost feel the cold touch of death against their necks.  The other one, stood frozen and closed her eyes not wanting any part of this but decided to play for him.  Her body frozen in time as she prayed under her breath in hope the shot was blank…-

“Fire darn it!”

-Sota yelled at the girl, holding the gun, as she yelled and closed her eyes and pulled the trigger…”

CLICK

-Sota smirked and said gently…-

“I guess…the bullet wasn’t in that one…it’s a 1 out of 5 chance now…you’re turn…Rena…”

-Smirking again as the girls took a huge sigh of relief and handed the gun to Rena.  Her face was in the most shocked and worried look she has ever shown to either Yukito or Sota.  She didn’t want to do this, she refused, she had to deny the gun.  But, she for some reason took the gun and held it to the other unknown.  Her aim was steady but still uneasy.  Every nerve in her body shook and cave to the pressure, her arms were in a straight parallel to each other as she closed one eye and used her other eye to aim.  The death peer of a dead man walking was soon to come.  She knew she had a pretty good odd that it was blank but that didn’t stop herself from second guessing her own statistic…-

“I said fire!”

CLICK

-Smirking as the trigger was pulled, but nothing as well…-

“I guess you got lucky too…”

-He looks over at his dear loving Yukito as he whispered to her…-

“It’s your turn…love…”

-Rena, happily willing to give the gun to Yukito as she ran to the bed and hugged the sheets tightly and cried as she never had before.  Her emotions gave in and all the others soon followed.  Joining her on Sota’s bed as they cried in relief but pain as they were in hell and there was no where to escape.  Their fates were sealed and held in the hands of a gun.  As the four cried in plea of their sanity there they were, the two, standing tall in the wild west, Sota and Yukito, boyfriend and girlfriend, love and love.  Neck to neck in a heated race to see who will live.  Sota looked upon the scared Yukito as she held the gun to his head, aiming for the brain as that sick smirk appeared on his face, staring down the barrel of the gun.  With no fear in his eyes about death anymore, he glanced over at Yukito and said…-

“Go ahead…love…pull it…”

“…I won’t…”

“And why not…”

“I love you Sota…but you’ve…changed…so much…”

“Change…how…”

-Stood there as he kept his eyes fixed on Yukito staring death in the face…-

“You’ve changed…you’re not Sota anymore…you’re not!”

“I am…what about me…isn’t?  My name is Sota Gawa…I have white hair…my mother’s name was Shina Gawa…my father’s…Dunaro Gawa…my dearly departed older sister…Midori Gawa…and my younger sister…”

-Looks at her, dead in the eye whispering the rest…-

“…Yukito Gawa…”

-Yukito’s eyes widen to this fear, she knew that her name was his little sister’s but she didn’t know why he gave to her…-

“Why did you give me that name huh Sota? ……….why!?”

“You remind me…so much…of her…my love…Yukito…”

“Enough Sota!”

“She was so beautiful…”

“Why are you talking like this?!”

“She was so smart…and funny…”

“Shut up!  Shut up!  I don’t want to hear this!”

“My sweet Yukito…my little sister…was mine…and no one else’s…”

“Stop it Sota!  Please enough!”

“Why did they take her away from me…my love…why?”

“What!?  What are you saying Sota!?”

“Why did she…have to…die?”

“People die all the time Sota!”

“But why did she have to…die…so suddenly?”

“Sota…you’re scaring me…”

“Scaring you…scaring you…”

-His eyes sheen at her, his eyes and face twitched in contortion to Yukito as his face was now, menacing, hateful, deceitful, she was truly looking at the devil.  Her hands kept firmly on the trigger, her trigger finger fidgeted as it twitched and gave way to his will.  Dead aim in the center of his head, her eyes locked on target, scared for her own life behind the barrel of the gun as he looked at her and said in a menacing creepy tone…-

“Scaring you…scaring you…how about this love…does this scare you?”

“…Sota…”

“Do it!  Fire!”

“Sota?  What are you…”

-His eyes widen as he stared at the doorway and there was Sakagi…-

BOOM