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-oh and bondage, s&m, and other kinkieness. you were DEFINATELY! warned-

RATED: MA.

This is a story now one-shot and will be updated and finished hopefully before break is over-within this and the next week. So STAY TUNED!

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ritsuka-14

soubi-idk 23? wutever years he started as plus 2. XD sorry i can't remember

(semei is out of the picture )

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"soubi?" Ritsuka called weakly.

Opening the door to his apartment Soubi stood in shock. Standing-more like struggling to stay on two feet- was Ritsuka, in the worst condition Soubi has ever seen. A bare left arm lined with thick dripping streaks of blood hanging limp was just the beginning of it. The rest of the injuries were unknown due to the thin dress shirt-which looked oddly familiar- that covered the rest of his top half, the right sleeve intact. From the looks of it the damage seemed to be restricted to Ritsuka's upper body, despite the odd limpness of his pigeon-toed stance favoring his right leg. Waves of pain looked to be searing through him weakening even his ability to move his blood-caked face into any expression including the act of opening his eyes. Must get Ritsuka out of those soaking clothes and tend to his wounds were Soubi's first thoughts after taking a few seconds to examine the boy.

Not knowing where he was hurt, Soubi lifted the boy gently into his home newlywed style. All the while, Ritsuka showed only one sign of life-the heaving of his chest. He was taking small but noticeable breaths.

Gliding quickly to the small bedroom of his and laid his patient on the bed. The tattered shirt that had formerly belonged to himself-before Ritsuka stole it to sleep in- was easily discarded; as where the bloodied flannel pants.

Soubi raced to the bathroom and started up a bath for the boy. Sprinting back to what Soubi forbid himself to think of as his sacrifice's death bed, he swiftly picked him up and carried him to the bath.

Bathing Ritsuka was quite easy. There was far less damage than there had appeared to be, but it was still tremendous. Ritsuka's angelic face was interrupted with red welts and deep scratches all matching those scattered down the his torso. Along with the scratches were bite marks around his neck that were obviously too deep for anyone's pleasure. His left arm had 4 large wounds routing a valley of welts down to the wrist-Soubi bet the tool used to make these was a fork-and a sharp one at that. His right arm was nearly untouched except for the peculiar bruise matching one on his other wrist. Soubi knew this bruise well...he was bound with something at a point during his beating. Most likely the restraint was a chain-the bruises were oval and uneven. Oh my dear Ritsuka...why do you let your mother do this to you. If only you knew life living with others than her, then you would know it is not right. Just as he wrapped Ritsuka up in a towel and cradling him close Soubi had the perfect idea! Ritsuka could move in with him! He didn't care about the boy's mother. He knew damn well she would even think about calling the police after what she'd done. It was a wonderful plan.

Soubi smiled down to his unconscious love cradled in his strong arms. After Ritsuka was recovered there would only be one large obstacle left. Getting him to agree to the plan.

Though, Soubi made up his mind that whether Ritsuka liked it or not, he was living with him. Even if he had to tie him to the bed-which was appealing for other reasons completely.

Soubi returned to the bedroom and placed Ritsuka on the clean blanket while maneuvering around him to change the sheets spotted thick and thin with the boy's blood to a fresh, clean set.

After that chore was done, he clad his soon-to-be roommate in his most comfortable button down shirt and boxers he could find and tended to his wounds with more care than even a loving mother could give...

Attempts to feed Ritsuka with soup, milk, and water all failed. He was out cold. Soubi gave up and laid next to Ritsuka watching him as long as he could...

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"s-so..bi...mmmm...i-i-..." Ritsuka trailed off dreaming and also waking up Soubi with the faint call of his name.

Soubi opened his eyes slowly to find the one and only Ritsuka cuddling into him clutching his chest and soundly asleep. What a peaceful sight-despite all of the bandages. It will be more of a joy when he is well and happily complies to sleep here with me.

Thirty minutes passed and Soubi craned his neck with ease to look at the clock beside the bed. At that moment at 10:17 Ritsuka awoke with a yawn, and asked groggily "Eh, what day is it?"

"Friday. Ritsuka, do you know where you are?" Soubi wondered, concerned why the boy wasn't in shock. He sat up against the wall that posed as the backboard for his bed, pulling Ritsuka into his lap to cradle him.

"...n-n-o. I don't think so, but you're here so it must be somewhere safe." Ritsuka replied slowly, resting his head against Soubi's strong chest.

"You are in my apartment alone with me. I hope that is ok. Do you remember what happened yesterday?" Soubi asked.

"...sort of...I don't remember if you answered your door...or anything after that..."Ritsuka mumbled softly, ashamed of the fact he knew everything that took place before that. He quickly added with a sleepy smile, "and it's fine being here with just you."

"I did answer the door and quickly cleaned you up and put you to bed." he paused ignoring the smiling statement.

He sternly continued holding the boy's chin up to look at him, "Tell me what happened to you yesterday? Did your poor excuse for a mother do this?"

Ritsuka was thankful for Soubi's rescue but became teary eyed at the emotionless stern face he looked into. He didn't want to tell him it was indeed his mother. It wasn't her fault that she had a bad temper. Ritsuka had finally accepted himself and started avoiding her as much as possible, instead he went out with Soubi to eat, play, and make memories.

"..." Ritsuka sighed, Soubi's persistence didn't let up.

"Yeah...I remember." he softly admitted.

"BUT IM NOT GOING TO TELL YOU, SOUBI! SO DON'T TRY AND MAKE ME!" He yelled, making Soubi jump and immediately turning his face from Soubi's to pout.

An amused look replaced the lecturing one on Soubi's face.

"Oh Ritsuka, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. It's alright with me because it's never going to happen again." Soubi smiled, confusing his companion.

Burrowing his brows in confusion Ritsuka asked, "How do you know that's true? It could happen anyday...I do live with her..." he trailed of looking away in the distance.

"I know because you don't live with her anymore. Your new home is safe and still permits you to attend school. Though...I'm not sure if you'll have a curfew or not yet..." Soubi pretended to be in deep thought about the curfew subject, smirking to himslef.

Still confused Ristuka replied sarcastically, "And where would this 'new home' be, huh?"

"You're in it. Since you already said it was safe..."

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" Ritsuka questioned loudly confused at what way in hell he was ever going to be able to stay with Soubi...no matter how much he wanted to.

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