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[Jun. 12th, 2009|04:28 pm]

fallen_asuma
There weren't enough curse words in the world.

Asuma hauled himself blindly through pain--his back was a seething, twitching mess of fire--and twisted shaking fingers into seals, throwing his chakra into the jutsu.

Which fizzled.

The rope lit up, glowing white with kanji braided into the hemp itself, and ate the threads of energy he'd managed to gather. He felt his head spin, heard the lash crack and Tsume scream, and threw himself against his bindings. The rope creaked, rasping skin from his wrists; he strained back, trying to get leverage, and planted his heel against the mast. Wood groaned faintly. His hands went numb.

The lash cracked twice. Tsume cried out, choking on a snarl. Laughter broke the air.

"Sons of bitches," Asuma groaned, and pulled. The rope bunched up around his wrists, stopped dead where the bones of his hands widened out, and went no further. Down the length of his back, lash marks spilled thin trickles of blood. Older wounds cracked open, weeping clear fluid. His footing was slippery.

The lash cracked again. Tsume's lean body jerked in his peripheral vision, delicate spine arched like a bow, small breasts pushed forward in a parody of something sexual.

"I'll kill you," Asuma promised the raucous, laughing voices behind them. Blood reddened bared teeth. "I'll kill you for this."

A heavy body hit him in the back--muscle, cloth, chakra, ninja--and slammed his chest into the mast. Balance lost, his full weight dragged at his wrists. His back flamed. Bandaged hands caught his head, fingers wrapping either side of his jaw, and forced it to twist. To look at Tsume.

"I doubt it, Leaf-nin," whispered the bandaged shinobi in his ear, as a red stripe flayed across Tsume's lower back. "I really doubt it."

"Yeah?" Asuma managed, cutting a grin through his wrecked face. "Doubt this."

His heel cracked down squarely across the bloodied, bandaged foot Tsume had torn apart. Something popped, then crunched when his foot ground down; a scream shredded the air. This time, it wasn't them.
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