To Feel Alive

A new story that had been stuck in my head for the longest time, since I read a book entitled "When Jeff Came Home" which is a fascinating book that is really sad. There is some dark stuff in this fic: prejudices, there will be mentions of rape. There are four main couples in the fic including straight and gay couples. Sorry about Taichi and Sora I swear there is a reason behind them getting together. Most likely there will be grammar mistakes, sorry. Oh writing in Italics are Yamato's thoughts.

Chapter 1

"Hey Yamato, what is your worst fear?"

I turned my head sharply as I stare at my best friend whose smile was almost too big for his face. I had no response to the question, who would? Now if he would ask me what is my biggest daydream I probably could have come up with something! I just keep glaring at him as I try to figure out what to say. I have to say something, dammit, what to say. "My biggest fear has to be losing my voice."

I could hear Taichi attempting to shallow a laugh. "Okay, well I have to say that is a pretty big fear there Matto. I have to say my biggest fear is Sora getting pregnant once again." Taichi and Sora have been together for four years now, since freshman in high school. At first the relationship was pretty cool. Sora and Taichi where really supportive of each other and made sure that they both kept a C average in school. In sophomore year they had sex, without protection, and Sora got pregnant. Sora had gotten pregnant with twins and Taichi's parents made sure Taichi would help support the babies. They made them get married. My best friend has been really down lately; I think going to school and having two jobs had really taken a toll on him.

"Well maybe you should start using condoms then." I had to add as I sharply turn from him and started walking home. I had a very, very long day today and I was not in the mood to hear Taichi bitch about his day. I think I shocked Taichi, who just stood there his mouth hanging open. I guess he thought that I would take pity on him when he told me Sora was late again. It's not my fault they are too stupid to use condoms, if Sora is pregnant again I will seriously laugh.

"Yamato wait up." Taichi yelled as he ran up to me, "I need you to do something."

"If you want me to convince Sora to get her tube's tide I wont do it." I say quite rudely

His short gasp was the only thing I heard before he yelled at me, "What the fuck Yama, why are you being such a bitch today. I just wanted your help with something that I can't do because I have five minutes to get to my next job. Now will you help mw or not, because you know I can't afford to be late for my job again."

"Okay, Okay I will help you okay. What do you want me to do?" Probably lost his cell phone again!

"I left my cell phone at the park today, and I was hoping you can get it." Taichi told me hesitantly when he saw how mad I was at him.

"Dammit, Taichi, why do I always have to hunt down your lost objects for you? Last week it was your backpack, two weeks ago it was your condoms. I'm sick of it Taichi. I'm not your butler."

"Please Yama, please. I really need your help. I'm begging you." Okay since he was begging me I should help me. I mean it is just a cell phone after all.

"Okay fine but you are going to pay. Where is your cell phone located?"

"On the slide in the park, I had soccer practice and I did not want it to get damaged."

I frown at him before waving him off as I yell at him that I will return it in the morning to him. I sighed as walked slowly to the park; the sky has turned to a nice shade of pink as the sun starts its daily descent and the moon starts shining in all its glory. Band practice had gone over by thirty minutes, and I still need to cook and clean, and have a ten page report I need to finish by tomorrow. Oh well no sleep tonight. I need to finish that report for biology, I have to study for that Spanish test for tomorrow, oh…and my essay for AP English is due tomorrow. Oh shit…I should work on that first and then the report and then study for the Spanish test last. Not to mention I still have to memorize lines for the school play, "The Scarlet Pimperal," I happen to be the lead actor, and not to sound conceited, I am really good. I get to swordfight\sing really cool songs, and also I get my head chopped off. The cast only have two weeks left before the opening and I can barely wait. He can't wait to have a full audience and I can not wait for rehearsals to be over. Honestly the play rehearsals runs from three o'clock all the way to six and sometimes seven and then days when they isn't rehearsals for the play I had band practice.

Taichi better pray he left his cell phone on the slide again because if he left it some place else, and it take three hours to find the good for nothing cell phone, I was going to make Taichi pay. Even with the sun setting it was still blazing hot. It must be around ninety degrees outside. The slide is up ahead and I climbed the ladder surprised of how hot the railing where, I hope I don't get blisters. I see the cell phone as I stared at it making sure it's Taichi. It happens to be Taichi, I sigh as I stuck it in my pocket as I slide down the slide. The slide was burning; I looked at the playground almost contently before turning away making my way though the darkening park, I stopped suddenly as I thought I heard something, it sounded like people where struggling. I waited for another three minutes then started walking again after hearing nothing else. As soon as I took a step I heard a piercing scream ran though the park. I stopped terrified. Someone was hurt, someone was possibly being murdered. I had to help the person. I start walking toward where I thought the scream came from when I heard another scream. It did not come from the park it came from the road.

I ran as fast as I could to the sound of the screaming. I knew I was getting closer as I heard echoing from scream. I ran even faster, hoping no one would be injured. The scene in front of me terrified me; it was the worst thing that could happen. A car was turned over, a body lying limply on the hard road, blood oozing from his head. I recognized the body immediately and completely froze. Yuki, Yuki from Taichi's soccer team. I knew I should do something; I needed to help Yuki, needed to make sure he was still alive. I did not remember moving but yet found myself kneeling beside Yuki. Checking his pulse I was happy to feel his heart beating. His eyes opened wide, he screamed again, and I found myself screaming with him. I never even thought about using the cell phones as stupid as that is. I could hear another car approaching as I signaled the car, doing many jumping jacks. The car pulls over and parks and I close my eyes tightly. Please Help.

I could hear the guy coming over to us as he quickly kneels down beside me. He freezes as he notices Yuki. "Shit, that kid is really hurt. What happened kid?" He asked me.

"I just heard screaming and saw him lying here. I think his car overturned." I responded as he turned to me and back to the Yuki. He frowned at me as he says, "The kid looks like he is hurt but not hurt bad. The only spot he is bleeding from is his left arm which was cut as the car overturn. He might have a broken rib but nothing bad." He smiled at me then before standing up and dialed the ambiance as he walked away.

I smiled at Yuki as I held his hand and looked over his injuries myself. It honestly did not that bad. Indeed it looked like the only major injury was his left arm. "Can you stand?" I asked him quietly. He nodded slightly as I helped him stand up, his legs really shaky. "Hey Yuki, hold on okay. The ambiance is on their way." I helped him to the curb where I hoped him sit down on the curb, sitting beside him.

The guy comes back over to us and stands behind us. "Okay the ambiance is on its way. Oh and by the way my name is Tenshi" The guy politely says reaching his hand out. I smile back at him and take his hand, "my name is Yamato, and his name is Yuki." He smiled again and shook my hand in a powerful grip. He would not let go of my hand and I try to pull my hand out of his grip.

"What the Fuck, let go of me." I screamed using my other arm to punch him deeply in Tenshi's chest. Tenshi muttered under his breath and slapped me hard across my face. Yuki pushed Tenshi hard and Tenshi lost his hold on me but now had a hold of Yuki. I grabbed Yuki's right arm and tried to pull him to me, get him away from that creep.Yuki struggled more and held on to me for dear life, practically squeezing me to death I was finally s able to yank Yuki free of the guy's grasps and together we ran though the park. Faster and faster we ran, running over left over trash and uplifted tree roots. It was now dark and neither of us could see clearly. I noticed the tree root in enough time to jump over it, unfortunately Yuki did not. Yuki tripped over an uplifted root and fall heavily to the floor. I immediately stopped running when I heard his yell and ran over to Yuki trying to help him up; it was so dark outside we barley noticed the middle-aged man was right behind us. I saw a white flash as a shovel was slammed in the side of my head falling to the floor. Yuki screamed at the top of his lungs as he tried to push himself up from the floor but it was already too late. The guy inserted a needle into his arm and Yuki was out in another second, his last vision was me and was blood dripping down my face, and shock kept me lying there staring in terror as he collapsed to the floor.

The guy finished throwing the black haired boy in the trunk of is car and then came back to where I was still laying there. The man grabbed a gun and pointed it at my head. I heard him say something that sounded a lot like "Sorry boy, I'm afraid you have to die now." I closed my eyes tightly expecting the worse him when his cell-phone rang.

"Hello" He answered softy. I still sat there, eyes firmly closed.

"Hi, do you have my boy yet?" The deep voice of his client asked. I could hear the whole conversion.

"Yes, Yes I have your boy. He is slim, black hair and tall, Just like you asked for." He softy said afraid that it would not satisfy his client.

"Why, why are you talking so soft?" The client laughedI already did not likehim.

"I have a tiny problem!"

The client was quiet for a minute before asking, "What happened, George?"

George sighed, "Some blond boy thought he could save a friend."

"What, I told you the kidnapping had to be perfect, no witnesses." His client warned.

"Don't worry I hit the blond boy over his head, he's in shock. I can shoot him here and leave. I can make it seem like a gang execution." George added smiling.

But his client had something else in mind. "Is this boy good looking, is he skinny, tell me about him." Creep, I wanted to yell

George sighed before looking more closely at the boy, "He is light skinned, looks white, umm skinny, medium height, sandy-blonde hair." George said then added, "Looks healthy, no extreme bruises or cuts expect a head injury he had gotten earlier."

His client asked, "Head injury to his head. How bad?"

George frowned and lifted the boy's head and frowned slightly, "I hit him on the side of his head with a shovel. I feel an indent on the back of his head, he could have broken his skull and he is also bleeding although I'm sure it will soon stop. Umm he could have some internal bleeding or possibility he could have some vision loss or maybe he will lose his memory. I can't really tell at this time. Do you want me to shoot him there is a river by the park I can easily dispose of the body"

His client was silent for a minute, "No don't kill him yet. Take him too. I'll call one of my personal friends who are a doctor and I will ask him to check him out and if the doctor says that he will be okay I will take him as well as the other boy and I will pay you double. If the doctor says something is wrong with him then you kill and dispose of the body and I will also pay you double. No matter what it benefits you don't it." No, there is no way in hell someone is going to kidnap me.

George frowned, "So you want both boys then. Why?"

His client chuckled lightly, "why not? Instead of having only one boy I can have two. Twice the fun, twice the pain, gets the point? Anyways the crime scene will be cleaner. Just make sure you clean up any blood strains as well as you can. Meet me between eighth and Ninth Street at a small little park that has no lights, no one will be able to see us. The doctor will also be there. Be there exactly at twelve O'clock." Please, Yama, get yourself off the floor. Oh come on I have to get away.

George put his cell phone away and kneeled beside the blond boy. George picked me up who for some strange reason cannot seem to be thinking straight, and threw me in the truck in the van and quickly looked around before picking up the blankets in the back seat and threw it over us. I tried to scream but I couldn't. Shit I was being kidnapped and I can do nothing to stop it. I watched him walk away feeling really hazy as I laid my head down. I felt so weird, my head of itchy as if I had head lice or a parasite. I really wanted to itch my head. I could not seem to be able to stop the itching. It was going to drove me crazy. I itch my head getting blood all over my hands but I did not care, I was really itchy. Oh shit, let it end, oh god make the itching end. I felt like screaming, I felt like sleeping, I really wanted to go home and watch TV.

I noticed suddenly that the van started again and we were off. It seemed like I was in there forever itching my damn head that was driving me crazy. I wanted to yell, to fight, to kill someone, anyone. I almost started to yell but he told me if I yelled he would give me a reason to scream. I did not scream after that. Suddenly the car stopped and I hit the side of the van, hitting my head again. The doors where slammed opened and I was yanked out of the van and thrown to the ground. I started to push myself off of the floor when another pair of hands held me still. I looked at my surroundings noticing only a small dainty dirty park. It was a gloomy little park, stuck in between two factories. The smell and pollution coming from the factories had killed the park's chance of producing anymore flowers and many people had long ago given up on trying to water the grass already there. In fact no one seems to have been here in a long time. In the back the park there was a half-finished kid's playhouse, including a full side, half of a swing set and an unfinished monkey bar. The park gives off an eerily feeling as if it knows in advance what is about to take place here. Near the playground two people stood around looking like they were looking for someone.

"Well hello George. Are these my little babies?" He asked exposing only ten greenish-rotting teeth, the smell of old beer and lamb lingered on his breathe.

George looked over at the second guy, definitely a doctor before replying to his client, "Here's one of them." His client's smile grew enormous as he licked his lips.

George quickly yanked the black haired boy out of the van and his client instantly took him and laid him down on the deceased yard, the boy's rosy head and beautiful black hair made him look so alive against the ugly yellow yard in which he was pressed upon. His client slowly runs his hands down the boy's face as he traced the boy's mouth with his eyes. He was perfect, absolutely perfect in every shape and way. The client quickly felt the boy's arms smiling when he felt strong muscles. He lifted up the thin t-shirt and smiled even wider as he saw the boy's six pack. He was skinny, he was tan, he had a great figure, and he had beautiful black hair.

"He's perfect, George, absolutely perfect. You will be paid well for this steal. I will treat him well…well better than the last five. Suki, take the boy and take him to the car, back seat." The guy ordered before turning back around to George. "Now is this the other boy?"

George nodded his head, "Yes." George answered hastily.

The client nodded his head, "Lets see the damage!"

George could hear his client hissing as he examined the boy's head, "there seems to be a indent, you most likely broke the kid's skull but lets wait until Suki comes back before we determine anything." George sighed and looked down at the kid again, if God liked the kid the doctor will determine that it would not be worth it to take the boy and the boy would be killed. Even death would be better than dealing with George's client. The boy may only survive six months at tops anyway. Oh God kill me

The sound of heavy steps in loose grass took made me hold my breath. As the client looked weird, Doctor Suki looked normal. In fact Suki looked like one of those good doctors that I could see myself trusting, pretty much a good-hearted man. He looked that way but George knew how he really is, he is a sadist, torturing people until they died. All his victims were elderly women. George knows because he is the hunter, they give him a basic description of what they are looking for and he finds one, and then he hands them over to them and then six months later they ask him for another victim that matched the description. George does not mind, he needs the money, he needs the money real bad.

"Is this the injured one?" Suki asked already taking out his tools. I wish he would kill me

"Yes here is the one. Give me a rundown on the damages." The client demanded instantly

"Well, it looks like he cracked his skull but luckily it wont effect much. Keep his head wrapped up, just don't damage his head anymore. When he lays down keep his head on a pillow, two pillows would be better. Umm what I'm worried about is that sometimes when people get cracked skulls they can lose their eye-sight or ear-sight. There is a really easy way to test that though." The doctor opened up the boy's eyes, "Yes here, see the cornea is misplaced, that means the boy will most likely end up blind. For his hearing…"Suki took out another tool, "nope, he can hear alright. And he will be able to still talk; he still will be able to move his body. So the only problem I see is that the boy is blind." Blind, blind I'm not fine. I could see them just fine

"Is there any internal bleeding?" The client asked.

"No, the fracture did not affect much; it is a small fracture so there is no internal bleeding. If there was he would be already dead." Suki answered looking down at the kid.

I felt someone crawl over to me and pick me up lightly. The scent was strong, a tangy scent that was only making my head itch more "Blind…that's good then. He will never be able to identify any of us, will he? And he will not be able to escape because he will never see where he is." I'm not blind

Suki nodded slowly, "Yes but there is only a 95 percent chance he will be totally blind, so before you do anything find out if he is really blind or not." I'm not fucking blind okay. Why I'm I only speaking when my head, I can speak aloud. If I do though they could kill me, better to stay silent. Silence is golden they tell me.

I could feel someone's breathe on my neck. I heard him say, "Yes and he is handsome isn't he. A little bigger than I prefer, and he does not seem to have that much muscles, but he is good-looking. Also he is pale, always a good thing, isn't it. I guess having one blind person would not be that bad. I can test him to see how long it takes him to find the door to his room even though it will be locked. I can make it a little game." Oh I give up. If they want to believe I'm blind then I will not correct them.

Suki smiled sheepishly, "if it helps any his eyes are blue." That bastard

"Okay…I will take him too. I just hope that I'm not making a massive mistake. I…I…I don't know, okay Suki put him in the backseat of the car. Be careful not to bump his head on anything. Fucking bastard

The client turned back to George, "okay I will give you 20,000 dollars for both of them. In the future George, be more careful. I don't want another accident like this happening. I asked for one and now I have two, it will be really interesting to see how this will work out." I hope you die, I hope you rot in hell

"If it helps, they are friends. Maybe you can use that against them." George offered.

"The problem I have is what am I supposed to do with the blonde one. No one is going to pay me money to sleep with a blind person."

"Well then he is yours isn't he? You finally have your very own slave. You can do anything to him and you never have to worry about him getting out and reporting you to the authorities because he will never see you." Suki said coming back over to the group. Oh trust me I will rat him out in a second

The client sighed, "Your right. And I should rejoice about that fact. But that was what the black haired boy was for."

"Then now you have two personal slaves!" Suki said, "Now how am I going to be paid for coming over here?" I hope he shots you. God why is my head so itchy

"You can come over when those two are both awake and you can sleep with one of my personal slaves." The client said happily. WHAT…SHIT

"I know exactly who that boy will be too." Suki said, "See you in four days Baliese.

"Baliese?" George asked his client

"That's my name. Here is the twenty thousand dollars I owe you. Remember if the police catch you, you killed them and threw them in a ditch, understood?" Baliese, the client said before driving off. If the police find you, rat him out. Please. Save me

"Understood." George said before getting in his own van and drove off. Shit I'm crying, and I'm getting kidnapped. And I now have an owner. Why can't I die?

It was the perfect crime and no one had any clue what happened to the teenagers and George was able to keep his wife on life-support for another six months.

"What are you afraid of the most?" Well Taichi, this is the most terrifying thing that ever happened to me. And now…my worst fear is what is going to happen next

Done. RE-MAKE. I hope this one is better then my other story. Poor Yuki, it's not fair to him to put him though so much.