A/N WOW! I can't believe I already got so many reviews. Thanks to all who reviewed, favorited and/or alerted. You guys are awesome! I am so sorry I didn't update earlier, so here is a long chapter. it is hopefully twice as big as the last. I kind of went a different way with this chapter than what I originally thought I would , but I think it is better this way. :P
"Six…..six…wake up six…."
"Huh?" six asked groggily.
"You kind of….um…passed out." Six tried to give the voice he heard a name. When he failed he opened his optics ,but everything was blurred. He blinked and saw the shadowed form of a stitch punk.
"Who.. who are you?" he asked, continuing to blink.
"Oh," the voice said as if it were sad that six couldn't remember it. "I'm five."
Five reached down and helped six stand up. He caught six as he stumbled blindly.
"I forgot about your optics. Sorry." the one optic stitch punk said as he sat six back on his bed. He grabbed a cloth off a pile and began rubbing six's optics with it.
Six, startled, tried to push five away. He stopped fighting when he realized he was able to see clearly again. "Th…thanks five," he mumbled gratefully.
Five gave six a small smile and turned to set the rag down. He caught a glimpse of white-ish fabric in the doorway. "Huh?" He shook his head and looked again. It was gone!
He turned back to six and asked if he knew why he passed out. He nodded a minute later when six said he would show him the reason why.
The striped stitch punk led five down to his room. When he reached the door, six hesitated ,bracing himself for the horror. Five put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
Somehow six found the strength to continue. Taking a deep breath he opened the door and hid behind five so he could not see. Five gasped, shocked at what he saw and stepped into the room. Six, loosing the ability to stand, sank to his feet and curled into a ball.
"Who did this to you?" five questioned sitting next to six and rubbing his striped back soothingly.
"I don't know," he mumbled biting his lip to hold back sobs. Five, unsure of what else to do, gently wrapped his arms around six, pulling him into a comforting hug.
Six began sobbing and clutched on to five for support. "Oh six…. I'm here don't cry."
They sat like that for a long time, six's head on five's shoulder. Eventually six fell back asleep and five took him to sleep in his room with him.
He gently laid his friend on his bed and laid beside him. Six began whimpering in his sleep so five wrapped his arms around him and fell asleep.