It was Nowaki's birthday today, Hiroki bought a cake. He told Nowaki he had to work late. But he lied, he wanted to surprise him.

Walking home, cake in his hand. He was excited to surprise him. He could imagine him like this, "Wah! Hiro-san! What are you doing here? You said you had to work late!" he kind of smiled, but quickly stopped.

"I wonder what Nowaki will do..." Hiroki checked his watch, anxious to get home. It was still four. Hiroki started to walk fast, then it turned into running slowly. And then running. "What the hell?" Hiroki got pissed at himself for running.

It was only about three minutes and he was in front of the building. He ran inside the building, he ran up the stairs, he was at the door. He gulped, he placed his hand onto the knob, twisted it. He blinked, "Unlocked?" Nowaki usually doesn't just run inside. He usually locks it.

He opened the door, took a step in, he looked around and found Nowaki. "Nowa-" Hiroki lifted an eyebrow, he looked weird. He took a closer look and he had some boy in his arms, his eyes widened as realization struck through him. They were kissing passionately, touching each others bodies.

"Yuuto," Nowaki said into the boys ear, as he was rubbing and teasing his right nipple.

Hiroki was frozen, his stomach dropped, he felt like throwing up. He couldn't stand watching, but he wouldn't move.

"A-Ah, Nowaki-san..." the boy moaned, his eyes shut tight, blushing like crazy. Nowaki started to take his pants off, still kissing him. "N-Nowaki-san!" the boy said in surprise when Nowaki started to rub his penis.

Hiroki finally came to his senses, his eyes were watering like crazy. He could die right now, his mind was filled with why's and how's and doubts. He kept repeating in his mind, "It's a dream, it's a dream, it's a dream!" but he knew it was real. He dropped the cake, causing a loud noise, both men inside the house turned around, startled.

"Hiro...-san...?" Nowaki said quietly, almost as if he was whispering.

Hiroki's eyes were wide, he felt anger and sadness both mixing around inside his blood. He wished he had never walked in. That he really had something to do until nine. Hiroki ran, he just turned and ran. He was gone.

Hiroki couldn't stand himself. His mind was full of questions, and none could be answered.

Hiroki couldn't stop crying, he just ran and ran, not knowing where he was going. He stopped, out of breath, he put his hands on his knees and bent over, tears fell onto the floor. "Why is this all happening?" Hiroki shouted.

He got up, he walked and just walked into alley, sat down against the hard, cold wall and fainted.

...

Hiroki woke up, there were two men in front of him, laughing. Hiroki had been stripped of his clothing and belongings. The two men took a step closer.

Hiroki was in a daze, he didn't know what was going on yet.

One man was wearing a black beanie, pale, his hair was blond and his eyes were blue. He was tall, almost as tall as Nowaki. He took Hiroki by the hair, pulled him closer to his face, and said in English, "Look at this slut, he's just sitting here." Hiroki snapped out of it and realized the situation he was in.

"Yeah, he looks so slutty with his legs spread like that. Wait, I'm going to get a picture." the other man said. He was darker, tan, shorter than the blond man, brown hair and greenish blue eyes.

Hiroki struggled, but his hands and legs were tied together. He tried screaming, but there was duct tape on his mouth. He was terrified.

"You can't get out, silly." the blond man laughed at Hiroki's struggling.

A flash hit Hiroki's eyes, he closed his eyes tight, the other man was taking pictures. "Dude, we should record us fucking the shit out of him!" Hiroki's eyes widened, he shut his eyes and started to cry.

The blond man laughed, "Yeah, let's do that."

The blond man said, "Hand me the lube," the other man grabbed lubricant form his bag and handed it to the blond man, "Thanks, man." he squeezed the tube, it oozed out onto his hand, he put it on his penis and put it on Hiroki's entrance. He snickered.

He didn't wait, he didn't prepare Hiroki, he just forced it inside Hiroki.

Pain and sadness was all he felt. He didn't feel anything else. "Mmph!"

The other man took the duct tape off, and quickly put his penis inside Hiroki's mouth. The blond man kept thrusting as hard as he could, he never had it that rough. "Can't you suck any better?"

The other man took his penis out of Hiroki's mouth and said, "Let's both do it." the blond man took his penis out and picked Hiroki up like he weighed nothing, put him on top of the brown haired guy and they both put their penises into Hiroki.

Thrusting hard, rough, Hiroki felt stretched. "S-Stop... It h-hurts...!"

"I'm going to come," said the blond man.

"Me too!" they both came inside, after that, they panted, they took themselves out and kick Hiroki's side. They both cleaned themselves off and left.

Hiroki was hurting everywhere, especially his heart.

He got up, but fell. He started crying again. "Help..." he said quietly. He crawled, and he felt something underneath himself. "Ow..." it was his cellphone. His face lit up a little, he looked through his contacts and called Akihiko.

Three rings was all, "Hiroki? What do you want?" Akihiko said into the phone, wondering what was going on.

"Help... Help me," Hiroki cried into the phone, his eyes were full of tears.

"Hiroki? What's wrong!" Akihiko shouted, "Misaki!" Akihiko yelled for Misaki to get downstairs.

"I-I... I'm in between Tomoko Bar and Kiyoshi Supermarket... You know where that is... right?" Hiroki's breaths were becoming heavier.

"I'll be there in five minutes!" Akihiko hung up the phone, grabbed his coat, Misaki was still clueless about everything, they both ran outside and into the car.

"Usagi-san, what's going on?" Misaki said worriedly.

He was silent, he was determined to get there. Driving ten mph more than the speed limit.

They got there, stopped the car, spotted a pale figure lying on the ground.

Akihiko and Misaki got out of the car and ran to Hiroki. "Hiroki!" Akihiko shouted. There was a lot of blood, Hiroki had already fainted.

Misaki turned away and started crying. "Misaki, open the car door, hurry!"

"But don't you think we should take him to the hospi-"

"Just open the car doors!" Misaki flinched, but ran to the car and opened the door. Misaki and Akihiko both got into the car and drove home.

The car ride was terribly silent, they got in front of the apartment building and both got out, Akihiko took Hiroki out and they walked in, people stared weirdly and whispered and some asked for help. But Akihiko turned them all away.

The way up to the penthouse was silent too. Akihiko refused to talk, Misaki was too scared to talk.