Asuka Shimizu had been calmly lessoning to some soft classical music as he walked from one class to the next. As he walked around the back of the school he saw Ryu and his gang smoking and chatting, they had been treating Asuka horribly recently, with pushing him around and spreading rumors. He quickly goes to walk away before they saw him, but his foot gets caught in a crack causing him to loses his footing and trip to the ground. The sounds of him falling to the ground attract the five's attention and they look over at him. As he pulls himself up he feels some blood coming from his nose. He grips it looking up only to see the groups feet around him and looking up at the dark smile of the tall boy above him feels him with dread. "Yo Shimizu!" The boy says holding his hand out, looking to help him up. Asuka foolishly reaches up to take the boy's hand but he pulls back at the last second slapping Asuka's hand away making him stumble back down a bit. They laugh and the known as 7th kicked Asuka back. "Damn he got blood on my new shoes." 7th says. "Well we are gonna have to punish him for it." The biggest one of them all says looking down at Asuka with a dark smile. They all laugh as the guy slams his foot into Asuka's chest causing him to gasp for air as he clenches his chest and curls up. Then the four guys start stomping him into the hard concrete. Time seemed to slow as his body hurt from the repeated kicking. Every time Asuka got a plea for them to stop out they just seemed to laugh and kick harder. 'It hurts..why..please stop…' he thought this was the worst thing the group had done to him. The cruel names felt like heaven compared to this violence. Suddenly a sharp kick to his back pulls him out of his mind to look up and see the leader of the ones kicking him, Ryu. The tall boy with bright red hair, and a horrible attitude looked down at him laughing and saying words that Asuka couldn't hear due to the loud ringing in his ears, but he was sure it was just mocking him over his looks or something else cruel. The last thing Asuka saw was the bottom of Ryu's heavy steel toe boot coming down before the sweet coldness of sleep took him away from the pain.
The boys continued to kick and make fun of him even after he had passed out, several minutes of the abuse passed when a teacher walked around the corner and saw them. The yells of the teacher caused them to take off running leaving a beaten and bruised Asuka behind, blood stained his uniform as well as the concrete below him. The teacher quickly calls for help and a few minutes pass when an ambulance arrives taking him away. When Asuka next wakes up he groans do to his body feeling sore. Slowly he opens his eyes he sees he was in a hospital room, this sends him into a panic as he recently began to dread hospitals. He quickly sat up and groaned grabbing his chest looking down at himself. He was bare-chested wrapped in bandages. The heart motor started beeping out at the sudden increase of his heartbeat. A doctor he recognized as his brother rushes in. "Asuka, please lay back down and relax," Itsuki says and grabs him trying to lay him back down. "No!" Asuka says pushing back against Itsuki. "Why am I here? I was just at school. What happen? Why do I hurt so bad?" he had hundreds of questions as he began to cry a bit. His older brother wraps him in a hug. "Its ok, its better you don't remember," Itsuki says laying him back into the bed. Asuka calms a bit feeling his brothers warm loving hold.
It was a hours later when Itsuki brought Asuka home. As they walked through the door Asuka stopped for a moment waiting for his mother to turn the corner walking out of the kitchen to greet them but she never came. Cold tears suddenly ran down his cheeks. "I'm sorry Asuka." His brother says, but that wasn't what he wanted, no what he needed to hear. Quickly ran up the stars and rushed into his room. He locked the door and creased to the bed. Pain shot through him as he landed on his stomach causing him to whimper. Itsuki sighed as he walked to prepare dinner in the kitchen. He listened as his brothers crying was loud in the quiet house that usually had soft music playing. About two months ago the two's parents had been killed in a car accident when a drunk driver slammed into them. It had seemed that when they died, the house along with Asuka's cheery dispassion had died along with them. A few house pass when Itsuki knocked at his brother's door. "Asuka I made dinner, can you please come out and eat with me?" Itsuki says.
In the bedroom Asuka had remembered what had happened at his school was laying having a silent panic attack as he was breathing into his pillow that he was holding tight. He could feel the pain of the kicks thew his body, but his brother's sudden knock and soft voice pulled his out of his mind and calmed him helping him from feeling alone. Asuka slowly gets up wiping his face, he opens his door slowly as it creeks. Asuka silently looks up at Itsuki, while Itsuki smiles trying to pretend everything was fine so he didn't upset Asuka more. Silently the two walk to the kitchen and sit at the table. For Asuka, the food had no smell or taste despite it being one of his favored meals. He looked down slowly eating the rice and not too much else.
If the two knew it would be the last meal they would have before Asuka began to break down, they maybe Itsuki would have talked more. Days turned into weeks those week months as Asuka stopped going to school, he also began to stop coming out of his room. His brother left him food but he would only ever eat just a bit of rice. He had lost a lot of weight and was looking like a different person. Asuka was living in a prison of his own thoughts of pain and darkness. Sometimes he would stare at his door hearing his mother calling him to dinner downstairs but he was too scared to walk out of his room. His brother would sometimes make an attempt to get him out by acting like things were normal, but this would only drive Asuka back further into his own head. Then one day without Asuka noticing those dark thoughts turn from dark to suicidal. Asuka had been using a small box cutter to slice his hands and arms, then he would just sit for hours sitting against his bed in the dark watching the bright red blood flow down standing the rug until he felt weak and passed out of the floor. The next time he woke up he would cry looking at the cuts until he felt the need to see his own fresh blood. Finally, the night came when the soft pain wasn't enough to feed his dark thoughts. Itsuki was gone at work as Asuka walked out of his room he walked down the stairs hearing the soft music he and his mother used to love playing in the back of his head as he got to the lower follow of the small house. He walked and looked into his kitchen through the doorway. He could see the faded ghost image of his parents cooking dinner happily together. He had no emotion as he walked out of the house in his pajamas leaving the front door open. He walked through the dark of the night headed to the nearby bridge his parents had died on. He arrives and stands to look at the cold dark water of the river that flowed under. It seemed to be calling his name as he pulled himself up onto the wide concrete wall of the barrier. He was just about to let himself fall when a voice pulls him to reality. "You seem to be a troubled one. Why don't you come down before you waste your lovely little life." A sly voice say. He looks to the figure standing in the shadows. "What if I say I have something to make all that pain to fade away?"
Asuka was very tempted by the words this mystery man had just said. He looked back at the dark water and was suddenly terrified he quickly fell back off the bridge, he lands on the hard ground and sniffles looking up to the person. With a few steps, the man reviled himself. He had dark wavy hair, a sharp smile, and a bright blue jacket. The chain on his side clanked his belt as he got close and put a hand out to help Asuka up. "I'm Youta and I'll make a trade with you." He pulls him up with a sharp pull, then wraps his arm around Asuka's shoulders. This man who spoke with such sly confidence who would seem like a snake to anyone else looked like a saint to Asuka. Youta then held up a small plastic bag with 3 small white pills inside. "I'll let you take this and you just come with me quietly, what do you say?" Asuka helps and looks at them. 'Was this all it took to make all the pain go away?' He thought to himself. "I..I don't want to think anymore, this will help?" Asuka asks. Youta chuckles. "This will make you forget the world." Asuka takes the bag and pulls it open. He pores the three little pills into his hand and looks at them for a few seconds before pulling his hand up and swallowing them down. "Let's go little one," Youta says and takes his hand. As they walk off the bridge into the dark night the drug began to kick into Asuka's system. His mind beings to go numb and things around him become blurred, for the first time, he felt good and at peace.