Title: Can You Still See Me? (Chapter 1)
Series: Free!
Rating: M
Characters: Haruka Nanase, Makoto Tachibana, Nagisa Hazuki, Rei Ryugazaki, Rin Matsuoka
Pairings: Makoharu (main), Reigisa (side)
Summary: The sound of sirens rang in Makoto's ears, but he didn't pay no mind to them. Haruka's eyes closed once more, and Makoto shook as violent sobs took over. The paramedics rushed over to the two of them, asking Makoto questions about the situation. He didn't even think when he spoke to them. There was only one thing repeating over and over in his mind. "It's all my fault..."
Warning: This fanfiction involves rape, and in this chapter there's a small scene that includes rape, so please be aware of this as you're reading.
Makoto 3 - 17:32
I'll be late again, I have an assignment I have to finish up, I'll meet you at home! Be careful!
Haru-chan 3 - 17:33
Good luck with your assignment, hurry home
Makoto 3 - 17:35
Thanks, Haru-chan! c: I'll be home as soon as I finish!
Haru-chan 3 - 17:36
I'll be waiting 3
Makoto 3 - 17:36
c; 3
Haruka sighed as he locked his phone, shoving it carelessly into his pocket. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get used to walking home alone without Makoto walking by his side. All throughout high school they had walked together to and from school, but even with their destination the same he still found himself walking home alone.
He wasn't mad at Makoto for staying behind, he knew the college student had a ridiculous amount of work to do. Haruka had just felt lonely without him. He almost felt naked without him by his side, for someone that was always there with him whenever he looked to the side. Makoto had promised whenever they got out of school around the same time that they would walk home together. When school had started, they had always walked home together. Now that it was getting farther in the school year, Makoto was getting new assignments and difficult projects thrown at him left and right. All that just to teach little kids about swimming, Haruka found it hysterical. Still, it was what Makoto needed to do to accomplish his dream, and Haruka didn't complain. He had just missed him is all.
Haruka quickened his pace, longing to get home. He knew no matter how fast he made it back home it wouldn't change anything about how long it takes for Makoto to get home, but the idea of cuddling with him on the couch sharing soft little kisses made him want to get home as soon as possible. His walking turned to running, his calm breaths turned to quick pants. He wanted to get home as soon as possible.
However, it was beginning to grow dark, and Haruka was still unfamiliar with most of the area. He continued running until he realized he was in an area that he did not recognize. All of the buildings and street names were new to him. He cursed under his breath. He turned around and attempted to go back the way he came, but he couldn't remember where that was now. Still, he continued to walk straight down the same path, which resulted in even more buildings and street names he did not recognize. Haruka pulled out his cell phone, it had been almost an hour now since Makoto had texted him. He knew Makoto must be on his way home now or at least making his way out of the building to head home. Unfortunately, the university Makoto was attending was farther from their home than Haruka's was, but Haruka figured he may as well try giving him a call. Makoto was better with directions, and he may know his way around seeing how he planned on going to Tokyo early enough to learn all the nearby areas.
"Hello? Haru?"
"Makoto, are you on your way home yet?"
"Yeah, Ill be home soon enough. Did you need me to get something for you?"
"No, I just need directions. I kinda got lost on my way home."
"Haru! I told you to be careful! I'll come find you now, are there any street signs nearby or anything that stands out?"
"Hmm.. well there's- mph!"
A rough hand covered his mouth while another hand grabbed his upper arm to get a better grip on him. In a panic, Haruka dropped his phone on the ground and thrashed around. More hands grabbed him until he couldn't move, and he was roughly pinned to the ground. He attempted to reach out to grab his phone, hearing Makoto's worried calls.
"Haru?! Haru, are you there! HARU PLEASE ANSWER ME!"
CRUNCH
Before Haruka could grab his phone, a foot came crashing down on it, smashing it into bits and pieces. The man leaned down to meet eyes with Haruka, and grinned.
"Where would the fun be if you told your little buddy where we were?"
Haruka opened his mouth to scream, only to feel a cloth being shoved into his mouth. One of the other men untied his uniform tie and wrapped it around his mouth to keep the cloth in place. He then moved lower to unbuckle Haruka's belt and tie it around his wrists, the leather pinching his skin. Haruka's bounded arms were raised above his head and kept in place by the man that had broken his phone. Large hands wandered all over his frame, ripping off his clothes, pulling down his pants and boxers, discarding everything until he was void of any clothing. Haruka cried out as hands, maybe ten or twelve, roamed all around him, brushing up and down his skin, fondling with places that only Makoto is allowed to touch. The man holding down Haruka's arms adjusted his tied up hands so they pressed against the bulge in his pants, and Haruka wanted to throw up. Tears rolled down his cheeks as the remaining hands began to wander even lower, wrapping around his dick, cupping and squeezing his ass. He shivered as he heard belts being unbuckled, jeans being unbuttoned. He thrashed around at one more attempt of getting away, earning a harsh slap to the face.
"This is just where the fun begins, darling."
Makoto ran faster than he ever ran in his 20 years as he hurried to his beloved. Haruka was lost, and something was wrong. The muffled sounds, the gripping of clothing, the loud crunch that cut off their connection meant someone was there. Someone was with Haruka. Someone was hurting his precious Haruka. And Makoto didn't know where Haruka was to save him from the monsters that were hurting him.
A loud growl escaped his mouth just thinking of someone touching his precious Haruka. Someone that wasn't him had their slimy hands all over him, touching him in places that they should never be touching. And he wasn't there to stop them from hurting him. Makoto was pretty familiar with the areas around their home, since he had been looking at other houses before he found there's, but he wasn't sure exactly where Haruka was, so it would take time alone just to find him. Tears rolled down his cheeks, knowing no matter how fast he ran, he wouldn't make it to Haruka on time. However, he would try his hardest to get there as fast as he could.
"I'm sorry, Haru... I'm so sorry... Please forgive me..."
It had already been over twenty minutes since Haruka had called him, since Haruka was in danger. Makoto had only just made it to their area, and Haruka was most likely still with those monsters. Makoto had prayed Haruka had made it away from them, but the world was a cruel place. He had asked everyone he passed if they saw him, all of them replying with the same answer, that the last time they saw him was this morning when the two were on their way to their separate schools. Makoto tried to put himself in Haruka's mind and think of where he could have gotten lost, but it was hard since this area wasn't exactly the smallest.
Makoto continued running, his legs were burning and his face was hot from sweat and tears. His body ached, begging for a break, but Makoto would not rest. Not until he was sure that Haruka was saved from those animals that were most likely tearing him apart right at this very moment.
A loud scream was heard, and Makoto instantly recognized it as the voice of his beloved. Another round of fresh tears rolled down his cheeks as he ran to the source of the sound. He couldn't imagine what those monsters had done to him to make him scream like that, it sounded as if he was being murdered. Makoto swallowed the lump in his throat and braced himself for the worst.
However, Makoto wasn't not prepared for what he was met with.
He dropped his bag, his legs felt like jelly as he wobbled over to his beloved. Haruka was laying on the cold ground on his side, facing Makoto. His clothes were ripped to shreds all around him, and just from where he stood Makoto could see all the scars, bruises, and cuts that were littered his pale skin. His wrists were bound together with his belt while his mouth was loosely tied with the tie from his uniform. A saliva-covered cloth was sitting a few inches away from Haruka's mouth; Makoto assumed the cloth was stuffed in his mouth. And Haruka's eyes were closed, his body limp, but he was still breathing. Makoto could see the trails his tears had left along his cheeks, with one of his cheeks a bright red and slightly purple.
Makoto walked closer to Haruka and looked over to see there was a puddle of blood surrounding his thighs. Just at the site of Haruka all broken and bruised like this broke his heart. If only he had gotten out of school earlier, he could have met up with Haruka to prevent all of this from happening. It was his fault Haruka was in this condition.
Feeling like an idiot for not thinking of it sooner, Makoto immediately pulled out his phone to call for an ambulance. His voice shook and cracked as he spoke on the phone with the paramedics. After he hung up the phone, Makoto took off his jacket and gingerly wrapped it around his beloved, cautious of hurting him. He then attempted to pick him up and rest him in his lap until the ambulance arrived, but he heard a soft whimper of pain and he gasped as he saw Haruka's eyes open slightly. Haruka looked up at him, a tear rolling down his cheek. Makoto shook at how empty and lifeless Haruka's eyes had looked. He was always able to read Haruka like a book through those adorable cerulean eyes of his, whether Haruka was happy, sad, excited, lonely, angry, content, anything. But now, Haruka's mind was blank, nothing going through his mind at all. Except for one thing.
Is it over?
Makoto wrapped his arms around Haruka tightly until Haruka's face was smothered into Makoto's neck, Makoto sobbing loudly onto Haruka's shoulder. He hugged him tighter, making sure he held onto him securely but not enough to hurt him.
"It's over, Haru... It's over..." Makoto whispered with a sad smile, looking directly into Haruka's blank eyes.
The sound of sirens rang in Makoto's ears, but he didn't pay no mind to them. Haruka's eyes closed once more, and Makoto shook as violent sobs took over. The paramedics rushed over to the two of them, asking Makoto questions about the situation. He didn't even think when he spoke to them. There was only one thing repeating over and over in his mind.
"It's all my fault..."
To Be Continued