Chapter 2: Like it matters what happens to me now
The small blonde hadn't moved from the bed he was just way too out of it. There was no drugs in his system this time Giotto had promised. But he still felt sick to his stomach almost like no matter how hard he tried he couldn't focus. 'Giotto ...where are you?' His vision was blurred and he tried to push himself up off the bed. He was just way too tired or something else was wrong anyway wasn't it. The boy could see someone leaning over him touching his forehead. Just barely flinching away from the touch. Alaude coughed and grabbed his forehead before curling back up on the bed. "Don't push your body...after yesterday you will do more damage then help." Giotto removed the child's hands from his forehead. He did not wish to see him end up getting hurt or something because of this.
"I'm fine...just don't touch me anymore." Alaude shivered he was really scared of being touched by just about anyone. His stomach hurt more when he moved and he coughed throwing up in the trash can. The boy didn't think he needed anyone to help him he was just not feeling up to things today. There was really nothing much to worry about at least as far as Giotto was the one here. Yet he did not know what he was going to actually end up getting himself involved in. 'I just want to go home my stomach hurts so bad...' He couldn't focus much less breathe and yet here he was stuck again. Nothing was going to make this better until he was far away from here.
"Alaude are you alright? You really look sick." The boy flinched away again from the hand that tried to touch him. This was one of those causes that he didn't want to be touched at all. Not by anyone in this place or just plain people in general. But then again that was life sometimes things just happened and they had to work with it one way or another. "No I'm fine just tired please don't..." The boy shivered and backed up in the corner of his bed again poking at the food. He really didn't trust it and his stomach actually growled. Of course he was hungry he hadn't eaten much for awhile a child could tell when something was poisoned. 'Why does it hurt so much...I'm just a little kid...' He was truly not aware why but then again was he ever truly aware.
Most of the time he had been drugged and now that he wasn't he could think clearly. Afraid to look in his mind and see what he might remember. But he had no choice the thoughts were flowing through his mind already and his hands went protectively over his stomach. The images that flowed into his mind they actually hurt his brain. "Ow Ow ...my head hurts...Giotto make it stop." The boy actually clung to him the hand still protectively over his stomach. Almost like he was trying to keep something safe or it just really hurt him.
He wanted to avoid this flash back but it was already showing up faster then he could ignore it. 'Stop it Stop it I don't want to see this!' The boy was digging his nails into Giotto's skin knowing it probably hurt him but he was trying to shove this flash back away again.
~Flash back~
Location: The Doctor's office at the Asylum
The boy was sitting at the table swinging his legs he seemed normal just holding a cup of tea in his hand. He liked coming here most of the time it was better then being in his cage. "So doctor what game are we playing today?" The boy looked up and smiled this was a time when he was still happy. Though the smirk on the doctor's face should have worried him. Next thing he knew the cup slipped out of his hands and shattered on the floor. "Ugh I feel sick what did you do...Doctor..." The tears dripped down Alaude's cheeks as the doctor climb onto the table. "Stop it!"Alaude had struggled and fought against him but it got him nothing.
All he remembered was crying out in pain and blood dripping on the floor. His wrist had been cut to cover up the blood and then he was locked up. The boy couldn't walk for weeks after that. The doctor got away with everything and people were always teasing Alaude about it. He quickly forced his thoughts away from the flash back that was bugging him.
~end of Flash back~
He had not been the same since then they called even more insane then usual. And gave him the same doctor who gave him meds till it made him sick. Just to repeat the same thing and yet his body hurt right now. And part of him had some sort of idea why but no that had been years ago right. Or was his memories just playing tricks on him for all he knew he was probably just sick again. "Can I have some food..." He motioned to the plate but didn't want to feed himself, or he did. But well if he even tried to he would just drop it. He was not that strong when he was sick like this anyway.
Giotto picked up some off the food on the spoon holding it towards the boy's mouth. He knew Alaude was trying to open up just a little bit. But places like this always managed to make people scared of things and a boy was not able to escape such a thing either. "Here open your mouth. It won't hurt you." Giotto had made the food after all so not like it was going to damage his body. Alaude looked at the food he wanted it and yet he was scared the habits of being here for years kept flowing back. All he did was slowly open his mouth to let his new friend put the spoon in his mouth. Yes he had actually thought of Giotto as his friend he had been taking care of him for a little bit now.
He hadn't hurt him yet so he would be alright or so he hoped. If Giotto betrayed him then Alaude would just rip his heart out and then shove it down his throat. The child really wanted to get the thoughts out of his head make them go away. It hurt his body to think he was going to have to remember that, really not something he wanted to deal with. 'I'm sorry...Giotto...' He coughed and swallowed some of the food dripped from his mouth and he just shivered. "you okay...?" Alaude flinched feeling the fabric against his mouth he was really not used to touches like that. Maybe just for a split second it actually scared him but he would not give anything away.
Since when did anyone really deserve to know? It was all just up to him and he had to work with everything that happened. Only if it helped him find a way to escape. "I...I'm fine..Just not used to this attention." It was never good when he got attention from anyone or at least so he thought it was anyway. Most people only gave him attention when they wanted to do something to him. It reminded him of all the pokes and needles being stabbed into his skin. Really that was not something he liked nor wanted to have to do again. It was bound to be pretty painful if it had to happen again.
He could feel the eyes on him again and just shook his head trying to clear the thoughts. The boy was really not hungry anymore but he tried to eat a little more for Giotto. Only because the man was trying so hard to help him so he might as well try to let him. 'You are the only one who has ever helped me...why do you try so hard...'Alaude just leaned against the wall looking towards the door. He really felt as if something was going to happen something he couldn't understand. But maybe at that moment he was really thinking way too hard on these things."Alaude...? Let's get out of this room." He held out his hand towards the boy he did not like the thought of leaving him in here now.
The boy slipped away from the bed holding onto Giotto's hand his skin felt so cold. And Alaude actually liked it he just slipped closer to him not showing anyone that he was clinging to him. As that door opened he could hear people talking and feel the eyes on him. "Look the mistake decided to get out~ for once wonder if he's going to attack someone again." Alaude really tried to block out every single thought that was flowing through his mind. But he was really finding this so difficult to do. "They should just kill him...that whole family is pathetic. Can't see why they kept him it just dragged them down further." He actually hissed and turned on the person with that voice trying to jump on them. His anger faded slightly when he felt Giotto's hand on his shoulder.
"They really aren't worth it. Come with me." He just smiled and walked away with Alaude, trying his best to get the boy to ignore them. But the boy was gripping his hand like he was struggling to control his anger those people knew nothing about him. Why were they trying so hard to just make him angry and actually want to hurt them. "...They know nothing about me. Nothing at all..." He muttered under his voice the color of his eyes faded like before. Almost as if he was letting his other side the darker one take over for a moment.
'Master...you want them to get hurt. Without Giotto knowing you did it?' Maybe it had heard what he said all he wanted to do was take of Alaude. The boy didn't seem to respond to him just knowing he was a violent one was nothing. Alaude did not want to do that anymore they would keep trying to get to him he was more then sure of that. As much as he'd much rather just deny it and pretend nothing was happening. He was just really stuck with it wasn't he. 'Not yet...they will suffer soon enough.' He sighed and looked around the door to his right was the one they were going through. Just because of the way Giotto was looking at it he just gave a light nod at the older man. "We can just sit in here alright it'll be peaceful for you." His touch faded away from Alaude's body for a moment.
The boy actually wanted to pull his arm back and yet he knew he couldn't. He just walked into the room after the door was unlocked and tried to curl up on the bed. He was so exhausted and he felt as if his body was trying to break a bit. "I don't like them it's not my fault...I don't want to be here." The child just snuggled up to the blanket rubbing his eyes blinking at Giotto. He had no idea why they were in here and his vision was so blurred. It couldn't be Alaude's fault that his anger tried to go out of control. His past and the people here did things to him they messed him up in more then one way.
Giotto stepped closer to Alaude he could tell he was stressed to begin with. If only he could get this boy out of here this was no place for him. But they put people here who just happened to be insane or not normal. In the back of his mind he could hear that voice saying it's too dangerous to bring a thing like that home with you. Giotto being who he was just shook the voice off placing a slightly wet piece of fabric on Alaude's forehead. He was not so sure getting him out of here would be easy but he had to try. "Don't listen to them you do not belong here. Hold onto what you are the real you." He didn't give away the fact that he was going to get him out.
Because well if he did that someone would know what he was up to. The one problem with having cameras and listening devices in every single room in this building. Well minus maybe the bathroom and a few rooms that belonged to the staff. "The real me...it's not even there anymore." He just turned over like he hadn't said anything at all and closed his eyes again. Giotto did not understand no one did they all thought they knew best. But really in the end they didn't or he wouldn't still be here in this place. He was not crazy just a little confused and a few things had happened to him. 'I just...want to be free...' The slight tears dripped down his face.
But he just covered up his face and barely moved not wanting to show any emotion. No one needed to know what was wrong with Alaude. All he felt was the hand on his head patting him just lightly and yet he didn't know if he wanted to let it stay there. The boy was really afraid of being touched by other people so could anyone truly blame him this time. 'He's not going to hurt me...right? Better then those other people.' Snuggling up to the hand actually holding onto it like he wanted to just cling. Maybe for a split second he was scared of it. Just worried that if he opened up he would be torn apart again.
"Get some rest you'll be safe here." He just smiled like Giotto always did and actually lifted the boy up to sit with the boy in his lap. "...Safe here...there is no place that is safe." Alaude just spoke those words and curled up against Giotto's chest his hands gripping onto his shirt. The kid was going to have a hard time sleeping he knew this anyway but for Giotto he would at least try to do so. Alaude might have seemed totally against people but he was not always that way. He just didn't know exactly where to put his attention if he could even do that at all. "Are you so..?" He stopped talking hearing the breathing coming from Alaude, the boy seemed to have fallen asleep.
Well either Giotto's talking had done that to him or he had been more exhausted then he wanted to speak of. Probably a little of both he didn't know very much about this kid so to speak. Other then what was in the files he had on him, and what he learned from talking to Alaude. Which even then that was not very much he was sure of that this time. He just leaned back holding the boy and closing his eyes. The fact that they were probably both pretty tired at this point. He didn't want to go to sleep not knowing what might happen to him.
If he went to sleep what would happen to him, of course it also brought him back to would he be able to survive out there. He really wanted to get him out of there before something bad happened to him. 'Just rest he'll be safe here...nothing can touch him.' Giotto let his eyes close as he drifted off to sleep for the first time in maybe a few nights. He had been up worrying about Alaude when he wasn't around him or anyone really. There was many people getting this kid out of here would save. It was not the only reason but just one of them.
The lights flickered in the room before they just went off leaving them in the dark. Neither figure was disturbed by it they were too fast asleep to notice the shadow walking towards them. It stopped at the side of the couch reaching down. Just barely touching Alaude's forehead before it flickered and faded away. The figure would be caught on the camera but no one had seen anything at all. The small blonde just shivered and curled up closer to Giotto. He was so scared and very tired but he wouldn't let anything get to him. For now he would just keep trying to sleep the light would be gone soon.
~A few hours later~
Giotto had woken up with the boy holding onto him tightly it was like he was having a nightmare. He just tried to get the boy to relax putting him on the couch under the blanket. 'Best to let him still sleep you have work to do.' He walked over to the desk sitting down to look at the papers. It was not a good place here and yet he couldn't help but look back at Alaude. The child looked so cute when he was sleeping like that. "Giotto snap out of it." There was a voice at the door and it was unlocked, he remembered locking it so how did that end up happening. There was no reason it should be unlocked unless the person standing in the door had done it.
It was a child like figure in a white robe like some of the patients wore. But there was blood on his in various spots. "I was told to come see you...you are busy I take it..." The boy shut the door behind him looking to the small sleeping figure. His brown hair covered his eyes since he hadn't cut it for awhile. That was one of the reasons he was here other then something had happened moments before. "No I'm not busy child...but why is there blood on your clothes?" He spoke quietly as to not wake up the sleeping Alaude. He had never woken him up but just from what the guards had said he was a very angry person. At least when his sleep was disturbed.
The boy just shook his head he didn't wish to talk about it. He just had to do something or at least get away from them for a little bit. This was no place for him he didn't want to be here. "Just sit down...what's your name?" Giotto didn't think anyone would come in here, how had the door ended up unlocked. He had to check the tape to his office yes he knew it was in here. That was just how he worked they couldn't hide something like that from him. 'Hm...there has to be something...' Shaking his head to clear his thoughts and focus on the kid sitting in the chair. He just pulled back the child's clothes and started to clean off his wounds.
"Tsunayoshi Sawada! You look like one of daddy's friends." the boy just giggled and leaned back in the chair. He really acted like he didn't belong here which well maybe he didn't. The boy looked at the blood from the wounds just poking another one with his finger. "Don't do that..." Giotto pulled his hand back wiping the blood off. It was bound to hurt him even if he acted as if it wasn't then again did he know it hurt. "Aww but it doesn't hurt much...okay I listen!" The boy let his hands fall he didn't need to hurt himself more.
Or at least tick Giotto off it was truly the last thing he wanted to do to anyone now. It just really made him wonder what Giotto was up to now. "There done. Now what happened? They attacked you again?" He remembered seeing that in one of the files then again Tsuna was a violent person. He had been more then aware of that aggressive in his own way. Most of the kids here were like that they needed to protect themselves. Even if they didn't want to actually do this.
"They wanted to steal my food so I stabbed him in the leg with a fork then he hit me..." Not that Tsuna cared people hit him a lot and he had gotten used to it. He just wanted to go home back to the people who actually cared if he had them. Last he heard they were either dead or just way too busy. No one would let them past the glass to see him because he was too violent. All Tsuna wanted was a touch from them, to hug them and run away from this place. "Well try to stay away from them now go back out there alright." He patted the boy and put one more bandage on his cheek before walking him to the door.
That child was just a happy kid he seemed to jump away from the office without a care in the world. If only Giotto could break these kids out of here he had two specific ones he wanted to save. "What was he doing..." Alaude was sitting up on the couch rubbing his eyes. Yes he was still tired but he did not want to go back to sleep. If he did so it was not going to help him and he already knew that. But of course he had to at least try and think of something. "He just got into a little fight. Did you get enough sleep?"Moving back over to sit next to Alaude he let the small boy curl up in his lap.
This kid was really not that bad when one thought about it but then again did anyone ever really think about this stuff. Most likely not knowing them but did it even matter. "Yes i'm just still a bit tired..." He just sighed and figured he might as well let this go anyway right. Curling up in his arms trying to make Giotto warm and keep as close to him as he could. He didn't want to lose Giotto at all, the warmth kept dragging him back into sleep. He could care nothing more about what happened to him.
"Just get some rest I'll take you back to your room later." He smiled and patted the boy's hair. Alaude tried to refuse he didn't want to let anything show up. Any weakness there was a just a few things that might have bugged him. Feeling the strong arms carry him towards that room again he drifted away into sleep. "Good night Giotto...thank you..." The boy would not wake up for awhile he just had to wonder what Giotto was going to do to him. Just curling up on the bed he sighed and held onto Giotto's jacket which had been left with him.
'I will get you out but first...I have to see that tape...' He walked to his office to get a look at that tape. What was on it and why did he have a feeling it had to do with Alaude.
Author notes: I feel like adding a baby to one of my stories but I'm not sure how or which one or what couple. Help me pick one of my stories please…could use for some cheerful stuff instead of depressing lately so yea. Thank you!