Seconds merely elapsed as the pubescent Japanese boy was staring down his own death. He was simply crossing the street when out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the intense light coming from what appeared to be a 74' mustang. It's all over... Is what the boy thought, well, until he felt a hard shove come from behind him, then, a /thud/ sound came soon after. He fell down, close to the hard concrete of the sidewalk, he had scrapes running up and down his arms, and a minor wound on his forehead. Someone ended up getting hit in the aftermath, he wondered who would do such a courageous thing, though he got on all fours and cocked his head to see who it was. He screamed as if bloody murder happened. "N-no!" Of all people it /had/ to be him, the one that he was close friends with, no, it wasn't Feliciano, nor Ludwig, it was... Heracles.
The car stopped promptly as soon as it hit the cat lover. A tall man emerged from the nearly antique vehicle. When Kiku got up from the uncomfortable position he was in, he bolted over to the Greek man, but realized who hit him, the only real known enemy of Heracles, Sadiq. He couldn't gather enough attention to the Turkish man, he was frightened about his friend that laid on the ground, unconscious. He knelt down and pulled him onto his lap, tears streamed from his brown orbs and fell onto the olive toned skin of the unresponsive man. "H-Heracles! W-wake up!" He yelled at him, and did for many moments until the man, still standing by the car, smirked devilishly.
"Finally I did something good to that Feta-breath.." The Turkish man muttered evilly, Kiku only stared at him with deep sadness. He was sure, if he hit him instead, he wouldn't be like this. He never understood why they hated each other with such might, was it cause of him, could that really be the logical reason? Soon, Sadiq got back in his car and drove away from the scene.
The Greek man was still breathing, but not well, his body grew cold in the arms of the Asian male. "P-please, don't die on me.. This wasn't supposed to happen to you, gomennasai..." He didn't know what to do, he didn't own a cellular phone so he couldn't call anyone for help, no one was nearby either, the least he could do for the man was gently pull him out of the street and onto the sidewalk.
There he sat, with him in his lap once more, thinking the worst of things, death.
Heracles breathing got slower and slower, which made Kiku panic madly, until he thought he saw another vehicle drive close to them, thankfully it stopped when the person saw the two in the condition they were in. Out came a somewhat tall British man known as Arthur and scurried over to the two in horror. "What in bloody hell happened?" He hollered.
The young boy looked up, eyes bloodshot from crying. "Please Arthur, you have to take him to a hospital! He's been hit b-by Sadiq, and his breathing is weakening! I don't want him to die..." He sobbed as he let Arthur take him and carefully put him inside his car. Kiku lost all of his composure, and calmness, he seemed heartbroken, which no one ever saw him like this before. The English man bent down next to the weeping one and put his arm around his small frail body.
"It will be alright mate, come on, we should get going.." The little one nodded as he got up, well, with the help of the other. He got in the backseat and held onto Heracles, while Arthur got in the drivers seat and drove off as fast as he possibly could.
Kiku looked down at the handsome face that the Greek man had, he felt as if he owed him his own life, and, he felt different about him as well, though he couldn't tell what sensation was arising in his body. He slowly started to hum one of the Greek's favorite Japanese songs that he had showed him, and soon started to sing it.
"Nemurenai yoru ga tsuzuku Anata ni aitai, Togireta yume utsutsu Utakata no negai,
Utagau koto mo nakute wo tori, Futari aruite kita kono michi, Ne yakusoku shita yo ne?
「Donna ni ooki na kabe mo futari de koete yukou」,Doushite mou inai no? Ima sugu anata ni aitai,
Tozashita mama no kokoro Subete ga kowakute, Doko made yukeba ii? Mou arukenai yo,
Yume de aeru kara yume wo mite, Mata kieyuku zanzou, Sou nagareboshi no you ni,
Mabushii hikari wa anata Yozora no matou namida, Kokoro no kagi ni natte Tozashita tobira wo hiraite,
Itsuka anata ni aeru nara iitai,「Donna ni ooki na kabe mo futari de koete kita ne」
「Arigatou Mou nemuttete Hitori de arukeru kara」,
Anata to miteita yume wo Kokoro no kagi ni kaete, Kanarazu kono yozora ni Itsuka asa wo tsureteku you,
Ah.. Dare mo ga mune ni kakusu Kokoro no kizu he to hibike, Tozashita mon wo nukete Todoke oto yo yami wo terashite.."
He daintily stroked his cheek as he finished the song, it was Serenade by Versailles, the one that he knew that Heracles loved the most out of all the other songs that he showed him when he was last visiting. Even if the man was unconscious, he could tell that he sensed happiness inside of his body. "Everything will be okay Heracles, we're almost there.." He held onto one of his hands tightly before lightly sweeping his lips across it.
( Well, that was my first try at Giripan... I know what your probably thinking, it sucked badly... I know I still have to update Saviour, I promise I will, I've just had this stuck in my mind for a long while and decided to actually type it so I didn't forget it. Oh, almost forgot... Don't forget to review! And.. I do not own the song used in this story.. xD )