Chapter 1: Rape
She was crying. Not a loud outrage cry, but a soft broken cry. No crying wasn't the right way to put it. It was more like a choking sob. Whatever it was, all that Minato Arisato could tell was that Fuuka Yamagishi was in pain. A lot of pain. She was laying in her bed. Her white Gekkoukan blouse was ripped open along with green bra. Her black skirt was lift up lying on her stomach. Her underwear was no where in sight. He couldn't see, but he was sure of it. She was probably bleeding down there. Her face was bruised and her left eye was red from all the crying. Her right eye was closed shut. There was dried blood on her lips and on her nose. It didn't take an expert to figure out what happen. Fuuka Yamagishi was raped.
He was speechless. The love of his life was laying there beaten and broken and there wasn't a god damn thing he could do about it. He suspected something was wrong when she didn't meet him down in the lounge after school like they promised. He waited until eight at night. Yet she didn't show up. Finally at eight he asked Yukari if she saw Fuuka. Yukari had told him, she went home early today so she should be in her room. So he prepared a small snack. Crackers with jam she love that kind of stuff. Fuuka wasn't that choosy with drinks so he knew a nice glass of water would be fine. Hopefully at the worse case situation she would just be sick, but no Fuuka Yamagishi was raped.
He found the dishes in his hands rattle. The noise startled her and her good eye went wide as she saw Minato Arisato the love of her life with a look of pure horror on her face. She balled herself up in a corner trying to get away from him. She didn't want to Minato to see her like this. She didn't want Minato to see her bruise and broken goods. What would Minato think of her now that she was 'ruin' goods? Would their dreams of marriages dissappear? Would he even want to talk to her again? Would he think she was disgusting, filthy piece of shit that she felt like right now?
Minato tried to calm himself as he placed the snack and water down on the table. He took a step closer to her.
"Stay away from me, Minato!" Fuuka shouted and he froze.
"Please...stay away from me..."Fuuka pleaded barely able to speak through her tears.
"But..." Minato protested.
"I don't...want you...to see me...like this." Fuuka said and Minato didn't know what to say.
She put her head down on her arms and started to shake and cry. Minato didn't know what to say really, what is there to say in a situation like this? Yet Minato found himself walking to her bed. He sat down next to her. She didn't seem to notice until he place both his hands on her shoulders. She looked up at him through her good eye. She was about to shatter if she was completely broken already.
"Everything is going to be okay." He spoke softly and the one eye open began to water up.
"Minato!" She shouted jumping at him latching on him. Her face in his chest. She was crying...no bawling. She was a flood gate of tears with an ocean behind her. He wrapped his arms around her. There was not much for him to do really. It must have been a eternity before he realized that he probably should contact the authorties right now. He pulled out his cell phone and opened it ready to push the dials.
"What are you doing?" Fuuka asked as she heard him shuffling around.
"Contacting the police." He said calmly already having the number dialed he just needed to press talk.
"No! You can't do that!" She shouted at him and he froze at the sharp tone in her voice "Why not?" Minato asked looking at Fuuka. There eyes met. She was staring into him. He closed the phone.
"I understand." He said as he pushed Fuuka to arms length and got off the bed.
"Where're you going?" She asked her desperation clearly in her tone.
"I can't have you half naked, you'll catch a cold." He said smiling at her before heading to her closet.
She just stared at him as he grabbed and new bra, underwear, top and pj bottoms. He moved back to the bed where Fuuka was sitting staring at him. Her gaze never left him. He placed the clothes next to her and adverted his gaze. The notion of her being half naked finally hit him. He was blushing a soft hue from it. He felt a shuffle from behind him. She was getting dress. He sighed a sad sigh. Just what the hell was he going to do?
"Minato, I want you to make me a promise." Fuuka demanded more then ask.
"What?" He asked looking at her.
"You wont tell anyone, okay?" She asked, no demanded.
"I won't, I promise." He promised smiling at her noticing that he should get some ice to ease the swelling down.
He stood up and started to walk to the door. A hand shot out at him grabbing his arm. He looked back to see Fuuka with a watery eye.
"Don't leave me!" She shouted desperate and scared.
"I need to get some ice and a rag to clean you up." Minato said though he made no move to break from her gasp though.
She shook her head no.
"Don't leave me..." She begged. He turned his head away from her, what the hell was he suppose to do?
"If I don't get that swelling down, you might not be able to see out that eye again." He said at least that's what he thought would happen.
She looked down, she didn't want to be left alone. "Why, don't you come with me?" He asked her smiling?
"You'll protect me, right?" Fuuka asked and he nodded his head.
"Okay..." She said standing up and immediately clinging to his right arm.
They walked out of her room. He looked at the watch on his wrist. It was Ten. How long was she crying on him, anyways? He shook his head it really didn't matter anyways. They walked down the hall way and down the stairs to the second floor. He made a quick scan of the area. Nobody was awake or moving. They walked down to the first floor. She was clinging to him. Her body was right against his. Any other situation and he would have loved this, but he hated this. Fuuka was raped and there was not a god damn thing he could do about it ether.
They finally made it to the kitchen and he was able to shrug off Fuuka for he could have the use of both arms. He grabbed a zip lock bag then from the freezer he grabbed some ice and put it in the bag. He grabbed a rag and bowl. He filled the bowl with warm water then set it on kitchen counter. She was staring at him the whole time. Never letting herself look away from him. He motion for her to come over. She obeyed. He grabbed the warm rag and ringed it out. He held her face gently in his left hand and gently dabbed around her mouth with the rag. She tried to fake a smile, but he pretended to think it was real. He rinsed out the rag in the bowl, then started to clean her nose. He put the rag back in the bowl and to her surprise he pulled her into a hug. She gladly took the hug. She cried into his chest and silently he cried too.
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The alarm sounded and he shot up. He picked up his phone and turned off the alarm. It was seven in the morning. He looked behind him to see Fuuka sleeping peacefully in his bed. She had begged him to take her back to his room. Honestly he didn't think he would be able to get sleep if he wasn't in the same room as him. He stood up and stretched. He moved to the sink in his room and turned it on. He started to brush his teeth and he wondered what to do next? He honestly had no idea what to do.
"Minato?" He heard a soft voice behind him.
"Yeah?" He asked taking the tooth brush out of his mouth.
"Were not going to school, right?" She asked and he knew there was no way that she would let him go to school and she wasn't about to go school looking like that.
"Of course not." He said spitting out the stuff in his mouth. He quickly rinsed out his mouth and he could feel her stare from behind him.
"Umm, can you look the other way while I change?" He asked while sleeping in his dress clothes wasn't that bad, but going through two days in the same clothing was just too uncomfortable for him.
"Why, you've seen me naked." Fuuka answered.
"What does that have to do with it?" He asked confused.
"It has everything to do with it!"She shouted at him. His eyes went wide for a second.
"Okay, okay. Just keep your voice down." He said in defeat. He started to unbutton his shirt and he felt her eyes upon hm. Why would she want to see this? It didn't make any sense to him. He just didn't understand any of it. He hand his shirt off finally and it revealed his toned body. He moved to closet and got a new shirt. He was to nervous to take off his pants in front of her.
"You hungry?" He asked and he could hear Fuuka's stomach growl.
"No." she lied.
"Not even for crackers and jam?" He joked smiling at her. She forced a smile on her face.
"That would be lovely." Fuuka said staring at him with her good eye. Her other eye would heal, but it was still hurt for her to open it up.
"Well I'll be right back, then." Minato said turning for the door.
"Don't leave me!" Fuuka shouted at him.
"I lock the door, okay?" He asked and she relucantly nodded her head. He opened the door.
"I won't forgive you if your not back in five minutes." Fuuka said in a sharp tone. He sighed a sad sigh.
Double checking to see if the door was locked he made his way down to the kitchen. He moved to the cabinet where he stored his crackers. He heard sizzling behind him. As he grabbed a plastic plate from the cabinet . He took a stack of crackers out of the paper roll and put it on the plate.
"Good morning, Minato-kun." He heard a confident voice behind him greet. He looked behind to see Akihiko cooking something in his stove.
"Good morning, Akihiko-senpai." He greeted back. There was something weird in the air. He couldn't exactly pin point it. Akihiko was never this cheery unless he won a boxing match.
"You win a match, senpai?" Minato asked grabbing the jam out of the fridge.
"Yeah with a knock out." Akihiko said as he put some salt on his food.
"Congratulations." Minato said grabbing a spoon out of the silver ware drawer.
"I heard your dating, Fuuka." Akihiko said as Minato scooped some jam out of the jar.
"Yeah, I am." Minato said putting the jam away and throwing the empty craker box away.
"Thats cool." Akihiko said nonchantly as Minato walked out of the Kitchen.
Minato opened the door checking his watch and sighing a sigh of relief as he made it in time. He closed the door as he noticed that Fuuka was just sitting there was this dead look on her face. His smile faded from his face.
"Your back..." She said smiling a real smile.
"Mhm, and I brought your favorite." He said smiling back at her.
"Thank you, Minato." She said as he sat down on the bed with her.
He turn on the TV just to kill the silence. He sat the food down in front of them. Always liking to do small things for the girl of his dreams. He prepared a cracker with some jam on it and handed it too Fuuka. She ate it with a smile.
"Do you love me?" Fuuka asked.
"Yeah, of course." Minato said eating a craker himself.
"You'll never leave me, right?" Fuuka asked "I would never dream of it." Minato said smiling at her.
They ate crackers and jam together on his bed. The only thing making a sound was the TV.