Disclaimer: I do not own OTRFK.

~~ Escape ~~

~~ 21. December, 08:31 am ~~

Yuichi was out of breath, a sheen of sweat glittered on his skin and sweat drops were running down his temples. Finally, after nearly an hour of running and jogging continually, he reached the airport. He wobbled to the check-in desk, panted hard in front of the woman who stood behind the desk, put down his heavy bag and struggled further for air. The muscles in his body burnt from the marathon-like walk and he had the problem to stand on his weak and hurting feet. The beautiful young man took one more breath and started to speak. "When is the next flight to Tokyo, please?"

He wheezed and the woman looked up from her papers in annoyance. However, her expression changed drastically by the sight of the exhausted young man who was, even with sweat pouring down his face, beautiful and masculine. The 24 year old woman stared with an open mouth at him and the pencil slid out of her hand. She was melting by the sight. "Could you please hurry? I have no time!" Yuichi said in an eager voice and drummed nervously with his fingers on the desk, while the woman came back to her senses. She nodded, walked to the computer, typed in some words and stared into the most gorgeous eyes she had ever seen in her whole life.

"The next flight is in thirty minutes and there are three more tickets for the b-class, do you want to buy one?" She asked in French, stared at him dumfounded. She didn't hear the answer from the young man, shook her head. Yuichi snapped with his fingers in front of her face, waited for an answer. "May you repeat it, please?" She asked nervously and smiled shyly. The woman was pretty but Wataru was much more beautiful. Yuichi noticed the woman was affected by his beauty, just like the other females. He liked it when Wataru stared at him, watched him with dreamy eyes, he felt happy every time he did. It showed the strong longing his lover had for him. Nonetheless, it was annoying when some female did it and particular when it influenced his plans. It always had displeased him, how easy it was for him to distract girls and women.

"I want to buy one and please hurry!" Yuichi looked at his clock - only twenty-six more minutes, that wasn't pretty much.

"Alright, here you are. That would be 246 €" She gave him the ticket, took the money and thanked him for it. Yuichi wanted to ask where he needed to go but the woman noticed the unspoken question and answered before the young man could have ask. "You need to go to the end of the hall and to the state D, okay?" Then she wrote something down on a piece of paper and pushed it softly over the desk to him. "If you need something, just call me, alright?" She smiled sheepishly. Yuichi frowned and was negatively confused but took the paper with her cell phone number. He would throw in the trashcan.

"Thanks." He didn't know what more to say. The young man turned around and began to sprint along the airport hall. He saw some signs with advertisings for apartments and something very important crossed his mind. When he arrived in Tokyo, where could he and Wataru sleep and live?

He thought about his apartment but let it slip, it would be the first place where Shohei would search for them. The disappointment began to nag on him. The hopelessness of his/their situation seemed nowhere to end. He had nowhere else to go and with Wataru on his side... He stopped in the middle of the hall - in the middle of the crowd. Yuichi thought about every friend, every possible way to get a place to stay for a while but no matter how hard he tried to find a way – it was always the same conclusion. The young man couldn't tell anybody about his runaway and his secret male lover.

The second and last object would be to ask Asaka Masanobu, nevertheless, he would never ask Asaka for help! Yuichi didn't want to see the smirk. His senpai would hold it against him for being incompetent and not able to handle it by himself. Never! The 'flirting attacks' on Wataru were enough to make him boil with rage; he didn't need the older man laughing at him. Yuichi clenched a fist and something hard pressed against his flesh painfully. He lifted his left hand up to his face and looked at the silver ring with the golden line in the middle. The next idea came like a lightning – Touko.

Touko, his dear cousin, could help him! She had helped them once a long time ago! His smart cousin! He glanced at the watch on the wall, turned around and searched for a telephone station. Yuichi rushed over there when he had found one. The young man picked up the receiver, put his telephone card in the phone and typed in the number. The blonde prayed his cousin would pick the damn phone up. The telephone rang - once, twice, thrice... after six times it was answered. "Touko Kazu…" Touko sang happily in the phone but she was interrupt by her very own cousin who cut the greetings and came right to the point.

"Touko, it's me, Yuichi. Hear me out, please. I need - really - need your help! I'm on my way back to Tokyo and I need a place to stay! Can you help me to find something? I'll reach Tokyo around 6 pm. I'll go to Wataru's house and pick him up, afterwards I want to meet up with you, but I don't have a cell phone, so let's meet up around 7 pm in front your shop, alright? And…"

"Yuichi, w-wait! D-Did you… you ran away from your parents? Do you understand the consequents?" Touko squeaked in the speaker. Worry and confusion spreaded her voice.

"It doesn't matter." He laughed, all of a sudden he had the feeling to laugh. Touko's worry only increased. "Let them abandon me but I'm not willing to lose my love because of them, I'm not going to lose Wataru for it! I love him, the whole month I had his smile and his shining eyes in front of my face. I need him in my live. Please, Touko! I need your help! I never desired someone so much!" Yuichi pleaded in a louder voice. Some people looked in his direction, not understanding a word of his Japanese. He waited for the reply with cold sweating hands and heard a loud capitulation sigh on the other side of the conversation.

"Alright. I'll contact Karin, she can tell Wataru about your plan. I'll wait inside my shop, okay? Hurry up and..Yuichi, take care and come back home safely." Yuichi heard the smile in her voice. He was lucky to have such a great cousin. He would buy her something sweet in the near time.

"I'll. Thanks, Touko. You're the best! Later." He hung up, took the card in his pocket again and began to run as a message came through the speakers.

"The flight from Paris to Tokyo departs in twenty minutes. All passengers for the flight to Tokyo, the plane leaves in twenty minutes." The hall was crowded. Yuichi ran through the horde of humans as fast as he could, people shouted after him as he accidentally bumped together with them but most of his breathed 'sorrys' weren't heard. He saw a sign with a large 'D' on it and felt how the pure joy lifted his body, rushed across his veins. Sadly, the happiness didn't last long. A man, who was looking for a certain someone, stood some metres away from the security check, searching for him. Yuichi made some steps back, searched for another way but his time ran out – he had only fifteen more minutes. Why couldn't he come up with something?

As if someone had heard his pray, a big crowd with people in his age came up and walked in the same direction as he needed. Yuichi grinned at his new idea and took out a base cap from his bag, which was still in his hand, and put it on his head. He would pass his brother without attracting the attention of him. His heart hammered strongly and hard in his torso, his body felt heavy like a stone. Anxiety made him stiff and tense, though; he lowered his head a bit and clenched his hand around his bag. He would win against his brother, the blonde needed to win this time.

~~ 21. December, 06:12 pm ~~

His father screamed at him with a furious and disgusted face. His mother slapped him twice in his face and shook wildly with her head. Karin tried to calm down their parents but they were too disappointed at her son, they couldn't believe what they had just heard. They shouted and screamed at him, like they could expel some kind of demon out of him. Wataru sat on the sofa, curled up with his head resting on his knees, trying his best to not hear them. It was cruel enough to live without his boyfriend - who had left him without a reason - he needn't them to punish him even more. He closed his tired eyes, shut his ears and ignored the sound. A heavy dream surrounded him.

The memories of the horrible days crossed always his mind. Every night he tried to break free from the nightmares but mostly without success. He ran and ran and ran, but nothing was there, the teen didn't know how long he wandered in the darkness, just his burning lungs signalled him the time. Wataru cried out for his boyfriend over and over again but there came no reply. His world was pitch black, he saw nothing else and felt only the cold emptiness. He couldn't block the questions in his head, couldn't find any answers. Even in his dreams, the pain chased him, exhausted him more and more.

Would his parents abandon him if he wouldn't change?
Could he risk that? What should he do if they did?
It wouldn't be so bad when Yuichi was with him but he was alone.
Why was it so bad to love someone? He couldn't figure out what he had done wrong.
He wasn't sure if he could actually search for someone else than Yuichi, if he could love someone other than him.

Wataru's heart screamed:

'NO! You fool! Don't listen to them! He's the right one! Trust me, Yuichi will come back! He loves you! The ring proves it! He'll come back and pick you up!'

But his confused and lonely mind yelled:

'Find someone new! Trust me; it really is the right thing to end it! He'll never come back! Kazuki Yuichi can have anybody else, so why should he choose someone like you?'

He didn't know what to do anymore, which side was right and which was wrong? The teen's mind was full with questions. He was confused, felt icy cold and shivered badly, his heart ached. His soul yelled for love, trashed around. The tears welled out of the eyes. Wataru wanted to cut himself again, wanted to feel the pain going across his body and leave everything behind, just for a short moment.

Wataru didn't want to see or think about the future, about a lonely and empty future. His current self left him, himself, frustrated and he wanted nothing more as to return to the good old times. Who would still love him after what he had done to himself?
The answer: Probably no one. How could someone love him? Wataru didn't even like himself anymore and now he cut himself, everybody could clearly see what a pathetic person he had become. The first time he had done it, he had said to himself that he would stop after it…

but he couldn't stop, it was like an addiction. Every time when he felt the lightness and the freedom from pain and tears, he felt alive and free. Nobody screamed at him, nobody slapped him; nobody other than himself existed at the moment.

Only the lovely memories of Yuichi existed. God, how much he missed him. He wanted to see, to hear, to touch, to kiss him. Wataru needed Yuichi back but it wasn't possible. Yuichi was gone, he couldn't contact him since his parents blocked every connections. The internet was cut off and his cell phone had his parents.? It was necessary to go outside for a few days, clearing his head and heart. A month with only pain and sadness was enough. Wataru couldn't bear it anymore, he would run away if it was the only way! He needed to see his lover or otherwise he really would go insane!

The teen woke up from an exhausting nightmare. He hadn't slept long, as it was still dark outside, nevertheless, he was sweating badly and his clothes were drenched. The black-haired male opened his eyes, felt more exhausted than before. He noticed unfamiliar heat around him, looked down on himself to find a cover over his body.

He stood up but fell back on the bed as everything around him started to get blurry and spin around. The young male hadn't eaten for a long time nor had he slept peacefully. After some minutes, he tried it again and managed to stand on his jelly-like legs. He walked quietly across his room and took out his sharp friend of his inner pocket. The teen opened the door slowly, heard some people laughing and talking happily in excitement. It took a moment for him to realized what had happened the evening. He had met Nano at the park, she had told the reason for her sudden appearance, something important she wanted to discuss with his parents.

She would mostly sleep in his room because Karin wouldn't allow her to sleep with her in one room. From the first time the two had seen each other they were foes. If Nano slept in his room, the chance to run away would get pretty low. He listened to the conversations for a few minutes but understood only some words like - congratulations, happy, family... Wataru walked without much noise to the bathroom, the bathroom's door gave in when he slowly pushed it open, closed it anew and went to his usual place when he would cut himself. The teen sat down; the left arm perched across his left knee while his right hand held the knife. He kissed his ring as he always did; it 'clicked' once and he laid the knife point at his flesh. He hesitated for a moment, tried to figure out if he should do it or not. What would Yuichi say if he saw him right now?

The guilt approached in him and without a second thought the teen started to cut along his flesh at his left arm. He felt the pain in his entire body, Wataru hissed at the beginning. The silence was a pray, the happy memories came back and the blood streamed slowly down to the ground. The young man leaned back, closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of freedom and safety. Wataru was careless, had forgotten to lock the door which opened…

~~ 21. December, 08:47 am ~~

He hoped, wished and prayed he would pass his brother without being discovered. Step, after step, he passed Shohei who was still looking for him. Just when Yuichi thought he was safe, Shohei viewed across the crowd, straight looking in his face. Yuichi felt the cold sweat on his spine, nonetheless, looked straight to the front and acted like an unknowing passagier.

"The flight from France to Tokyo departs in ten minutes. All passengers for the flight to Tokyo, the plane leaves in ten minutes."

Shohei came closer to him, stretched out his right hand and grab the person next to Yuichi at the arm. Yuichi's heart nearly stopped but he walked faster and passed the other people in front of him. The person, who got grabbed by Shohei, looked a little bit like him, but only a little. Shohei excuse himself for grabbing the wrong person and gazed anew along the crowd, searched desperately for his brother who was nowhere in sight.

– No, surely not.

He was here, somewhere in the crowd. Shohei searched further but found nothing. He saw the list at the screen, where all flights were listed, change and the flight from Paris to Tokyo got replaced by another flight. The young man felt like he had lost the game. Shohei gritted his teeth, not liking his loss one bit. The man was furious. He would wait for the next flight and chase after Yuichi.

The blonde sprinted along the corridor, went through the security check with a long unseen smile. The security woman melted to the ground by his expression. He was free, finally free and no one would change it from now on. He had left his family and never again would he go back to them! He would pick up Wataru and search for a new home with him. Just the two of them, he giggled at the thought.

'It'll be great. I hope Wataru is unharmed. How had his parents reacted after they had heard it? How may he react when he sees me?'

All possibilities rushed in his brain with his smile still on his face. The big black eyes, the pure smile and the white skin circled in his mind and dreams, he would see them soon, his lovely Wataru. His body started to tickle with joy and happiness, he would sleep on the plane and he was certain about whom he would dream of.