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[inversingmatrix]

The motorcycle revved up and sped down the dark dirt road. A chain that was holding a fluffy blond was swinging back and forth on the road, rocking him about. Sho didn't want that boy on his bike while he drove off. No, this was much better. Get him use to his new life as the ground bitch. The bike picked up speed, splashing dirt and stones backwards as it headed towards a junk yard. A very... well used junk yard. The smell could be smelt by now.

Sho's home. The very best kind of home. It wasn't smelling nice, but it was where Sho lived happily ever after. When the bike stopped and turned, Sho removed the chain. Letting Cloud slide right into a nearby junkpile. He laughed and hopped off the bike, walking towards him. It was a menacing walk. Sort of like a known rapist getting his next prey.

It was pretty much like that.

Walking to the pile, he pulled on the chain. It dragged that stupid spiky blond kid out of the pile. "Come on, get up, radiant! Useless binomial!"

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[esvuidier]

The only thing helping Cloud to get through all this was the thought that it could be worse.

Cloud liked motorcycles, but that like was significantly downplayed when he wasn't the one driving. Even more so if he was being dragged behind by a chain around his wrists. It was all he could manage just to hold on; this was bad enough without having his limbs torn off. And of course, landing straight into a pile of rubble, sharp edges and blunt objects bruising and scraping up his already broken body certainly didn't help. But, it could be worse. It could always be worse.

Being jerked forward by the chain like that, Cloud barely had enough time to clear his vision before he hit the ground again. His next breath was nearly a snarl when he pushed himself up onto his knees, grabbing what he could of the chain and giving it a sharp tug back in retaliation. He didn't care about whatever it was that man had planned for him, but like Hell was he going down without a fight.