What If?

Summary: What If Shuichi was a suicidal teenager at the age of 16? What if Eiri was the same age? What if Hiro wasn't able to help Shuichi? What if no one could help? Or could they?

The room was silent. No light dared enter the cold dark room. Curtains pulled shut with the light bulb unscrewed. No shadows to dance all that was, was hidden cowering in the darkness of the room. A boy however, a teenager sat huddled against the cold dark wall. Opposite of the window scared of the outside world. Curled up into a ball rocking slightly and ever so gently. Shaking like the prey to a predator. His dull pink hair hiding it's shine in the darkness and violet orbs hidden behind pale lids. Memories flashed in the boys mind, sad terrible memories mixed in with the very few happy times the boy has witnessed. Clutching his arms tighter the boy slowly slid up the wall shaking and wobbling trying to gain balance. Slowing when sure of being in control of his legs the boy made his way ever so slowly over to the bed. The bed with the pale sheets, the cold exterior and the terrors it has withheld from the world. Sitting down gently on the bed the boy's violet eyes scanned the room from the ceiling to the floor. Same boring world. Same boring interior. Same boring life. Suddenly the door to the room burst open revealing a drunken father of the teen. The pink haired man shook violently, smelling the stale smell of smoke mixed with alcohol. Wanting to vomit then and there he met his gaze, slowly his father advanced on him, hiding something in his pocket of his oversized jacket.

"Shuiiiichhiiii" He sung, "Shuichi…Shuichi!" He chanted.

"SHUICHI!" Hiro shouted. "Shuichi god dammit wake up!" Hiro shouted into Shuichi's ear.

Violently Shuichi shook and sprang upright. The look of fear in Shuichi's eyes was unbearable.

"Shuichi, what's wrong? Tell me you can't keep going on like this!" Hiro pleaded. Ever since Hiro found Shuichi propped against a wall looking into space not moving. Blood dripping down his arms, legs and a wound in his cheek Hiro has wanted to now what has been happening to Shuichi. Shuichi being how he was didn't want to talk about it thinking his father would come back and hurt him in more ways possible.

Flash Back.

The streets of Tokyo were being plummeted by rain. Hiro was just taking a shortcut back from the grocery store after buying some tea and soup for his mother. Taking the route down the back streets he heard a noise. Not a car, a cat or anything you would normally hear. It sounded like a lost soul wanting to be found. Singing a song no one could recognize but Hiro.

"Everything around me crashes and falls down

Watch me fall and watch me fail

Just don't hurt me

And I shall be okay…"

"Shuichi" Hiro muttered. It was the song they have been working on but never finished. Quickening his pace he stopped dead in his tracks.

"No…no..no NO!" Hiro shouted. Breaking into a run he collapsed to his knees next to the broken boy. Hiro scanned the boys body. His arms were laced with cuts and bruises but there were a few horizontal ones which made Hiro's eyes widen in fear. The boys ankles were bloodied and bruises marred the sun deprived flesh. His face had a few cuts but nothing to serious. The teenagers hair was dull and matted down onto his face. Shuichi's eyes…the eyes were dead. They had no sparkle, no hope…he looked lost and not in the world of reality. The boy's cheeks were tear tracked and his eyes were bloodshot looking as if he has been crying for hours.

End of Flashback.

"Nothing Hiro" Shuichi replied with a doo laly expression. "Nothing is wrong with me. Nope. Nothing at all. Why do you ask?" Shuichi added quite quickly. It hurt Shuichi to lie to his best friend. His best friend who has housed him since his was 14 when Hiro found him on the street. Shuichi has known Hiro ever since well ever since Shuichi could remember. He was always there for him so it hurt Shuichi a lot to have to lie to him just because he was scared of what could happen but probably wouldn't.

"Shuichi you have to tell me what is wrong. You can't live like this." Hiro said concern wrapped around the words. Shuichi looked Hiro in the eyes and smiled a sad smile.

"I know. It'll become easier soon though" Shuichi replied as a single tear slipped down his cheek only to be pulled into a brotherly embrace with his best friend.

"Don't worry Shuichi I'll look after you" Hiro promised.