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Greatest

By Eule Vix

Chapter 1: The Start of My Horror

You know, I can't be happy all the time. It's not often that my heart is brimming with joy. I can't always be the spazzy pink haired kid that everyone knows me to be. Everyone has problems, and no matter what my fame brings it doesn't change that I'm human.

Not long ago, Eiri and I told the world that we are together. Our life continued, my life became more and more insane and something seemingly out of a Sci-fi B movie but I was happy. Sometimes horrible and unnervingly angry, other times so sad I thought that if my soul could be seen that it'd blend in with the sky. It's now that I somewhat regret telling the world for its cast our relationship into murky waters.

That's my life, my world, but my story with the rest of the world is just beginning.


It had been after I had done a large concert with Hiro and Suguru so we had a few days off before we had to get back to the normal everyday work of playing and writing songs. Of course Eiri was doing another book signing that day so instead of hanging around the house I decided to get my ass off the couch and walk down into town. Even though I wore a hat and glasses and, of course, non-suspicious clothing I thought that I could do a little shopping and get something for Eiri. As always bad luck was right behind me.

I was walking by a bistro, whistling the tune to "Spicy Marmalade" and as I walked by the wind decided to blow my hat off. It was tossed a way behind me and as to try not to give me away I scrambled to get it back on my head. I'm not the fastest guy around when it comes to running, unless it's K with a gun to my head.

"Hey! Are you...Shuichi?"

"Um..."

I still bet it was my song that gave me away. My gut twisted as my name was said by a burly looking American, who I watch right himself as he just finished picking up my hat. Hoping that he didn't alert any fans nearby so I wouldn't have to run for my life again today. I glanced around and didn't see any movement.

"Yes, but, would you be able to give me my hat back?"

I thought it kind of weird that someone like him was a fan of mine but I was very happy that for once it wasn't a giant crowd of screaming girls. I continued to watch the passerby's on the sidewalk but I learned quickly I have to kept my eye on the man instead. In a split second the right side of my face being smashed by the fist of the man in front of me. I fell back, smashing luckily into a small decorative tree, which stopped me from being thrown into the street and run over. I groaned and from where I sat I glowered at the man who had assaulted me.

"What the fuck was that for?"

"You're that gay fag singer! That's reason enough! People like you are ruining the sanctity of the world!"

I couldn't believe what this guy was saying. I've heard of bigoted people who and I know what they have to say about gay people like myself, but hearing it in real life was as though my existence didn't matter in his eyes. That my very being was some kind of dark stain that needed removal. I instantly became angered, I mean, who wouldn't? I mattered even if it was just to one person I knew I mattered! I quickly stood up and yelled back at him.

"Asshole! It's people like you that hinders the world! Just because you feel you have to protect your masculinity!"

That earned me another punch in the face, this time though the tree didn't catch me and I fell into the street hitting a car that had just parked in front of the bistro. There I blacked out and when I awoke I found myself handcuffed and in a police station. When I finally came too a cop, followed by that asswipe approached me, and informed me of my 'crimes'. Apparently they had been in the area and the car I hit was theirs when they had park to 'check out the situation'. I also learned was that the bigoted jerk that had caused the side of my face to match the color of a plum, was one of the cops buddies. Of course he was believed with whatever lie he sputtered from his fucking mouth. So, I was getting charged with something minor, a battery or some other bullshit, it didn't matter for I could feel my body shake with fury and my stomach swirl with sickness.

I could see in their eyes that they were planning on hurting me more than my punches to my face. Its at these times that I don't understand people, the ones who can hate another so much just because they're different than them. All I could hope was that someone called Eiri, K, Hiro, my sister, or hell even some just the first person they saw outside and just let the know I was here. I knew it was worthless to hope, but in my heart I had to hold onto it no matter how ridiculous. After they had 'informed' me, they took me to the back. I thought they were putting me in a cell for a night, looking back now a night in a cell would have been luxury.

These two cops brought me further and further into the precinct, I'm guessing the area was one that the other cops never went to. One of them opened a plain white door while the second violently shoved me into the room; I lost my balance and smashed my face into the floor. I started to try to get up, though my hands were cuffed behind me. I was able to get into a sitting position by the time they had all gotten in the room and locked the door. They were all sitting by a table laughing as they were stripping. My eyes went wide as my body began to shake with fear. I had already been raped once, no way in hell I wanted to go through it again. Now that mental horrors were brought back, tears started to stream from my eyes. I had a reason to not fight back the first time. I had nothing to hold me from fighting back now, but then only thing stopping me from getting up and trying to open the door was the fear that gripped my legs and the chains that bound my arms.