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"Daddy?" came out the shaken word from such a tiny form. A young child filled with fear, unable to understand the cruelties made by the world his misfortune placed him in. how a child so innocent could live through so much hate was indeed unbelievable. The little boy looked up at the man that caused him so much pain in his short life. His own father, how it was possible that any father would call their child a monster the little boy wouldn't have known. That little boy was barring pain that most adults wouldn't even be able to stand. Still the crazed drunken father never thought about trying to care for his son. The man was bitter, and full of hate. Always trying to blame others for his mistakes, convincing himself of his own innocence. Convinced his son is the reason for his misery. That it was his son that forced him to drink. The man glimpsed at the little boy. Disgusted at the many bruises, ones he made, though he kept telling himself that the boy begged to be hit. The man ignored him taking another mouthful of the burning liquid. As he rose the little boy prepared himself well aware of what was going to happen. He was tempted to calling out for his mother though he knew she could hear all of it yet she never came to help him. The little boy begged to whatever god would listen to take him away from there. However much he wanted to struggle against this pain he stayed still. Letting his father lift his naked form. Letting himself cherish being in his father's arms this way. No violence, no pain, just carrying him. Even if was just to take him to the bed room….
The feeling of content surrounded by so much pain. That feeling had always been what kept Kyo from giving up. The mere thought that one of these days someone will hold him out of love. Though for now any human contact keeps him content. The first waves of consciousness woke him, the pain wrecked his whole body and that's considering the fact that most of the pain is blocked by the injections. Hatori had been nice enough to sneak him morphine injections to ease the pain. The poor dragon was doing too much. Kyo had forgiven him even before the deed was done. It wasn't the dragons fault. Though, he was very grateful for the injections. As well as the fact that Hatori revived his belief that someday someone will be able to hold him as gently. Oh how lucky Hatori's lover must be. He tried to shift a little though the task was given up as blinding sharp pain ran up his back. Sighing in defeat he stayed still waiting till he passes out again. As he sat there he couldn't help but to find it funny that the memory of the past seems so much more pleasant than the present. He was sure this was one of the worst moments of his short lived life. Kyo opened his eyes though everything was still pitch black. It had been a simple doctor's visit though that had been about a month ago. And here he was in a cage, naked, with rope tying his wrists behind his back. He would have been lying down had most of his ribs not been broken. His body was covered in bruises and crusted blood from healing wounds. Why of all people why was he given such bad fortune?
"Akito-sama." Yuki couldn't look his god in the eye. Verbal abuse has always been common on his visits to the main house. Though every time it happens he can't help but to feel weaker. Akito laughed at Yuki's fear. The reason to this visit? All Yuki knew was that Akito had a "punishment" for him. He just hoped it didn't involve Miss Honda. Ever since Kyo disappeared Shigure was convinced it was only a matter of time before Akito ordered Miss Honda out. It was the last day of school right before summer vacation. Yuki looked at his god noticing his small frame and how it looked so fragile. "You must be punished Yuki." Akito's voice was unfeeling. His deadly pale hand reached out to play with Yuki's silvery gray locks. As let go of the princess' hair he slapped Yuki hard. "Follow me." He left Yuki standing there with a bright red hand mark on his left check. Yuki quickly followed. It had been hallway after hallway until Akito finally stopped in front of a door. "Get this piece of trash out of here." Akito turned to leave. His voice cold and unfeeling, "your punishment is to heal that piece of trash." Once Akito was gone Yuki opened the door. He blinked his eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. The smell of blood was very strong in there. The first thing he noticed was two dull ruby eyes staring right at him. Panic ran up his spine when he realized who it was. His long slender legs pulled him in the room though his mind told him to run away. The figure he saw looked so broken. Those eyes looked so dead. Crouching down before an almost lifeless body, with the smell of blood as strong as ever, Yuki touched the once soft orange hair that was now caked with dried blood. Those dull ruby eyes frightened him, "Kyo?" hoping the boy would respond. "It's going to be ok; I'll take care of you." He stated as Kyo shut his eyes. Yuki took that as a sign to hurry. He lifted the dying boy he hoping Hatori was home.
A simple day it had been. Though for Hatori everything hasn't been so simple. Currently he was looking over some files when Yuki barged in his office. Though, as surprising as that was the person who Yuki was carrying had Hatori's full attention. As if the heavens were trying to help him make amends. Without a second guess he swiftly took the weak boy from yukis arms. Laying down the dying boy on his table he quickly went to work. Filling a bowl with warm water, grabbing a towel, and heading to his medical cabinet grabbing various items never once did Hatori stop to ask Yuki why Kyo was in such a condition. As if he already knew why Kyo was almost dying. Hatori's heart wouldn't slow down, a rush of adrenalin powering his effort. Praying to any other god that said boy would hold on. As he worked he remembered how Kyo didn't cry or scream when Hatori did the most sinful thing to him. Nothing that Hatori could do for him could make up for that. He had almost finished when Yuki reminded him he was still there. "Hatori?" Yuki stood at the exact spot since Hatori took Kyo from his arms. "Why are you looking at him with such sorrow? As if you've hurt him." Hatori froze for a second. Then he continued wiping blood off Kyo's face with the damp towel. "Why do you have him?" his voice steady. Yuki looked down unsure how to say it. "He's my punishment." Hatori turned to look at him anger in his eyes. "I have to heal him. At least that's Akito's orders." Hatori remembered the pain Kyo received because of Akito's orders. Sorrow filled his eyes. "I have to make a phone call, and then I'll make you a chart for his injections. You have to stay with the chart for each of his injections there's one for the pain, inflammation, and infection. All of them injections since he'll be out of it for a while. Most of his ribs are broken so don't lay him down. Stay here." Hatori walked out already dialing. Yuki walked up to Kyo. Hatori has him looking better already. What did he go through to get him like this? A sudden fear crept up yukis spine. If Kyo where to die then who would Yuki hate. An infant? He shook his head trying to ease his nerves. Kyo was a fast healer so it wouldn't take long before he was up and picking fights again.
As they entered Shigure's house strangers wearing some sort of company uniform were exiting. And Ayame as happy as ever was waving them bye. Hatori was carrying Kyo in his arms with an IV needle secured on his left arm. Seeing as it was the less damaged of the two. The pouch lay on Kyo's stomach. Ayame watched as Hatori watched the boy was if he were a little boy whom he just yelled at and feels guilty about it now. "Ahhh! Finally Ha-Chan! You were making me very worried!" Ayame lead the way to Kyo's room were the men from the furniture company had just dropped off a really nice comfy recliner for Kyo. As Hatori sat him down he looked into Ayame's eyes and saw the support he needed and the understanding he didn't deserve. "Sweet little brother I must teach you the ways of healing!" Ayame dragged Yuki out of the room giving Hatori a chance to compose himself. Hatori couldn't help but feel gratitude for the snake. As he set up the pole for the IV he looked at the broken boy. "Kyo, there is no way I can ever make amends for what I have done to you. And I am truly sorry for hurting you. I will always be here to help you. I'm sorry for being so weak." So many things he wished he could say. But not the heart to say them. It hurt so much admitting he had done something wrong. Though it hurt even more knowing he couldn't erase it from his own memory. Erasing it from Kyo's wouldn't change the fact that it did happen. His heart was filled with so much pain. The worse part of it all is that he had someone to go to. And kyo didn't. He had a lover that let him cry out his frustrations and wouldn't judge. The same feeling of gratitude for his lover caused him a ton of pain. What he had done to this poor boy and yet he still has such happiness. It just wasn't fair. Kyo had been forced to do unimaginable things.
As Hatori came down the stairs Tohru smiled at him she hadn't seen him bring Kyo in. so her demeanor was still as cheerful as ever. "what a great visit this is!" she exclaimed. "Oh you must stay for dinner!" Hatori smiled at her but shook his head. "Ayame lets go." Without another word he walked out Ayame right at his tail. He just wanted to get home, to hold his love, and make love to him. As they drove off Tohru looked at Yuki wondering if she had done something wrong. He smiled at her and told her to sit down. As he prepared for the water works.
Ayame could tell Hatori was going through a lot of self-hatred. As they walked into their home Ayame shut the door. He wrapped his arms around Hatori hoping to ease his lover's pain. "Ha-Chan?" Ayame knew exactly how to make Hatori smile, looking into his eyes with such love and compassion. "I'm such a bad person Aya" Hatori spoke through gritted teeth. "No, no that's not true love." Ayame placed his slender hand lightly on Hatori's cheek caressing his lover. "Let me make you some tea." Hatori smiled as he leaned down for a kiss. "I thank all the heavens for giving me you Aya." Ayame laughed as he walked into the kitchen. Hatori smiled as he followed his lover.
"Tohru its time for you to get some rest," Yuki stood at the entrance of Kyo's room watching Tohru cry her eyes out on Kyo's lap. Though the cat was in a comatose state, Yuki was sure he wouldn't be comfortable with Tohru's water works. His words startled her "oh! Yuki! Yes, yes! I'm so sorry!" it was a good thing its summer vacation, Yuki didn't want to miss any school because of the cat. "Let me know if you need anything!" she exclaimed over her shoulder already in her bubbly mood. Yuki shut the door. As he stared at the cat he couldn't help but to feel anger at Akito. True he and the cat never got a long, but the cat didn't deserve this. Yuki walked up to the cat. He looked so hurt. A pain in Yuki's chest caused him to fall to his knees. He clutched at the fabric covering his heart. As he looked up at the cat he wanted so much to see those fiery ruby eyes again. He missed their fights, missed making the cat get flustered when he got too close to his face. Thinking back on it made Yuki realizes that the cat really did get flustered whenever their fights involved them getting so close to each other. In fact did kyo ever really have someone want to be near him not out of pity like Kagura? Yuki had heard rumors about Kyo's mother. But there was Shisho, and Tohru. Yuki had to wonder what the pain kyo is going through must feel like. And yet the cat still held on. Yuki laid his head on Kyo's lap. It's amazing how strong the cat really is. Had he not been the rat Yuki would have really enjoyed being Kyo's friend. But as things were Yuki was content just watching the cat from afar. For now, at least, Kyo is under his care.
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