A/N: Heh heh I was waiting for someone to mention what number Milliardo
was…I knew the pilots numbers obviously but I didn't know which Milli
was…How come Treize is 13? He's miles from the rest of them and who is 7,
8, 9, etc. Hmmm well now that I know Milliardo is 6…Yes this is a 6X2 fic.
I wanted it to have an unusual pairing.
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Victim Part 3
Just then Treize and their father walked in. Milliardo took a deep breath.
"I'm begging you…don't…" Milliardo shook his head, more tears falling. "Please…"
"His father did this to him" Milliardo's voice hardened and he looked up at his parents. Treize gasped. Duo gulped down more tears and began to hyperventilate.
"He's been treating Duo like this since his mother left…and before aswell but it was never as bad…" He moved closer to Duo wiping tears from his face. He turned back to his parents and said bitterly.
"You know why it was this time?? It was because he got a B minus in a test!"
"I'm going to call the police and a doctor."
"No…please! Not the police. He…he'll kill me…" Duo wept hysterically.
"Okay…okay, shush sweetie" Milliardo's mother said softly. "We won't call the police…today." She nodded to her husband; he sighed and nodded in agreement. He went to call a doctor. After about half an hour the doctor arrived. He had a hard time treating Duo's wounds. A lot of his ribs were cracked and the kick had broken two. He needed stitches on both of the wounds on his head. Also his dislocated arm had to be reset in its socket. He gave them an ointment for the many bruises, which covered Duo's battered body. Meanwhile Milliardo's father went to Duo's house, while his father was out and collected some of his things and a few changes of clothes.
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Milliardo slept on the floor while Duo slept in his bed. He woke in the middle of the night when he heard Duo crying in his sleep. He crawled to the side of the bed and shook Duo gently. Duo looked at him through wide eyes.
"Are you okay Duo?…you were crying in your sleep."
"Just a bad dream…I'm alright now."
"Okay so…" Milliardo moved back to his sleeping bag and fell asleep almost immediately. His alarm clock went off early the next morning. He yawned and switched it off.
"Duo? You awake?" he asked.
"No!" Milliardo rolled his eyes.
"I'm off to school soon…I'll see you later 'kay"
"Ummm…Milliardo…Will you do me a huge favor when you come home."
"Yeah sure, what is it?"
"Will you wash my hair? I cant with my arm and its all blood and…"
"Of course I will! Well I'd better get my breakfast and head off" he waved goodbye and headed downstairs. His dad looked up from his newspaper.
"Is he feeling any better today?" he asked concerned.
"A bit. Keep an eye on him today?" His father nodded. Milliardo grabbed the slice of toast off his father's plate and ran out the door.
"Hey!" He sighed and turned to the next page of his newspaper.
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Milliardo sat by himself in English. It was the last class before lunch and he was bored out of his mind without Duo to talk to. He doodled along the margin of his copy waiting impatiently for the bell to go. He really wanted school to be over so he could go home to check on Duo. The bell finally rang.
"Is Duo okay?" Mr. Suzuharu asked before he left.
"He's in a bad way," Milliardo said truthfully.
"Poor kid…what was it? Flu?" he asked.
"Something like that…" Milliardo answered. He walked towards the cafeteria completely oblivious of what was to come. He was walking towards the trays when someone caught his arm and jerked him back.
"Hey! What the…Oh shit!" Suddenly he was pinned against the wall, a hand at his throat. He could vaguely hear shouting around him.
"Oh shit is right you little bastard! Where the fuck is my son!?" Mr. Maxwell snapped putting pressure on his throat.
"He's somewhere you can't hurt him!" Milliardo gasped. Duo's father slapped him.
"Duo won't be safe from me forever brat…he's my son and I'll do whatever I want with him!" he hissed.
"Do you get some sick pleasure out of beating him senseless!?…well I'm not so easily scared so you'd better just fuck off now cause the school has probably called the cops!"
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Mr. Maxwell's face turned red with anger. Milliardo sneered at him when he loosened his grip.
"Run along like a good little boy now…" he said with a smirk. Mr. Maxwell grabbed him by the collar lifting his feet clean off the ground.
"Consider yourself lucky this time…but there will be a next time!" He threw Milliardo backwards and he landed on his back on the floor. Mr. Maxwell stormed from the school. Mr. Suzuharu ran from the direction of the staff room.
"Milliardo are you alright?" he asked urgently. Milliardo groaned and struggled to his feet.
"Yeah…just a little shaken up" he muttered. Noin rushed over and latched onto his arm.
"Oh Milli…you were so brave, the way you stood up to that man…Wasn't that Duo's father?" Milliardo shook off Noin.
"Yeah it was…" Mr. Suzuharu answered "…but what did he want?"
"His son…but he won't get him!" Mr. Suzuharu and Noin both looked at him confused.
"What do you mean Milli?" Milliardo didn't answer and just walked away.
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When the final bell went Milliardo collected his books from his locker and began to walk home. He felt as if he was being watched and kept turning around to see if there was anybody behind him. He walked faster, breaking into a run. He finally reached his house and ran in the door slamming it behind him. He leaned against the door panting.
"Milli, is that you?" His mother called from the kitchen.
"Yes mom" he answered walking into the kitchen. She smiled up at him. She gasped when she saw his face.
"What happened??" She rushed over to get a better look at the bruise and to see how bad it was "Did you get in a fight?" She asked anxiously.
"No mom" he lowered his voice "Mr. Maxwell came to the school looking for Duo today" She looked at him worriedly and went to get some ice from the freezer for his cheek.
"How's Duo?" he asked.
"He's much better" She looked thoughtful "We'll have to call the police and get a barring order or something…we need to keep him away from you aswell…" She looked upset. "I'll talk to your father when he gets home" Milliardo nodded and rummaged in the press until he found a packet of crisps and went to talk to Duo. He stuck his head in the door.
"You awake Duo?" Duo turned to look at him, a grin on his face. His smile faltered and his eyes focused on the bruise on his face.
To Be Continued…
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Well? Well? What did you think? I hope you like this fic and I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed my last piece I really appreciate it!! (n_n)v I actually like this fic…I'm not sure where it's really going but the next part is really cute and we get a bit of Milli+Duo…yay!
Review and let me know what you thought???????
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Victim Part 3
Just then Treize and their father walked in. Milliardo took a deep breath.
"I'm begging you…don't…" Milliardo shook his head, more tears falling. "Please…"
"His father did this to him" Milliardo's voice hardened and he looked up at his parents. Treize gasped. Duo gulped down more tears and began to hyperventilate.
"He's been treating Duo like this since his mother left…and before aswell but it was never as bad…" He moved closer to Duo wiping tears from his face. He turned back to his parents and said bitterly.
"You know why it was this time?? It was because he got a B minus in a test!"
"I'm going to call the police and a doctor."
"No…please! Not the police. He…he'll kill me…" Duo wept hysterically.
"Okay…okay, shush sweetie" Milliardo's mother said softly. "We won't call the police…today." She nodded to her husband; he sighed and nodded in agreement. He went to call a doctor. After about half an hour the doctor arrived. He had a hard time treating Duo's wounds. A lot of his ribs were cracked and the kick had broken two. He needed stitches on both of the wounds on his head. Also his dislocated arm had to be reset in its socket. He gave them an ointment for the many bruises, which covered Duo's battered body. Meanwhile Milliardo's father went to Duo's house, while his father was out and collected some of his things and a few changes of clothes.
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Milliardo slept on the floor while Duo slept in his bed. He woke in the middle of the night when he heard Duo crying in his sleep. He crawled to the side of the bed and shook Duo gently. Duo looked at him through wide eyes.
"Are you okay Duo?…you were crying in your sleep."
"Just a bad dream…I'm alright now."
"Okay so…" Milliardo moved back to his sleeping bag and fell asleep almost immediately. His alarm clock went off early the next morning. He yawned and switched it off.
"Duo? You awake?" he asked.
"No!" Milliardo rolled his eyes.
"I'm off to school soon…I'll see you later 'kay"
"Ummm…Milliardo…Will you do me a huge favor when you come home."
"Yeah sure, what is it?"
"Will you wash my hair? I cant with my arm and its all blood and…"
"Of course I will! Well I'd better get my breakfast and head off" he waved goodbye and headed downstairs. His dad looked up from his newspaper.
"Is he feeling any better today?" he asked concerned.
"A bit. Keep an eye on him today?" His father nodded. Milliardo grabbed the slice of toast off his father's plate and ran out the door.
"Hey!" He sighed and turned to the next page of his newspaper.
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Milliardo sat by himself in English. It was the last class before lunch and he was bored out of his mind without Duo to talk to. He doodled along the margin of his copy waiting impatiently for the bell to go. He really wanted school to be over so he could go home to check on Duo. The bell finally rang.
"Is Duo okay?" Mr. Suzuharu asked before he left.
"He's in a bad way," Milliardo said truthfully.
"Poor kid…what was it? Flu?" he asked.
"Something like that…" Milliardo answered. He walked towards the cafeteria completely oblivious of what was to come. He was walking towards the trays when someone caught his arm and jerked him back.
"Hey! What the…Oh shit!" Suddenly he was pinned against the wall, a hand at his throat. He could vaguely hear shouting around him.
"Oh shit is right you little bastard! Where the fuck is my son!?" Mr. Maxwell snapped putting pressure on his throat.
"He's somewhere you can't hurt him!" Milliardo gasped. Duo's father slapped him.
"Duo won't be safe from me forever brat…he's my son and I'll do whatever I want with him!" he hissed.
"Do you get some sick pleasure out of beating him senseless!?…well I'm not so easily scared so you'd better just fuck off now cause the school has probably called the cops!"
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Mr. Maxwell's face turned red with anger. Milliardo sneered at him when he loosened his grip.
"Run along like a good little boy now…" he said with a smirk. Mr. Maxwell grabbed him by the collar lifting his feet clean off the ground.
"Consider yourself lucky this time…but there will be a next time!" He threw Milliardo backwards and he landed on his back on the floor. Mr. Maxwell stormed from the school. Mr. Suzuharu ran from the direction of the staff room.
"Milliardo are you alright?" he asked urgently. Milliardo groaned and struggled to his feet.
"Yeah…just a little shaken up" he muttered. Noin rushed over and latched onto his arm.
"Oh Milli…you were so brave, the way you stood up to that man…Wasn't that Duo's father?" Milliardo shook off Noin.
"Yeah it was…" Mr. Suzuharu answered "…but what did he want?"
"His son…but he won't get him!" Mr. Suzuharu and Noin both looked at him confused.
"What do you mean Milli?" Milliardo didn't answer and just walked away.
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When the final bell went Milliardo collected his books from his locker and began to walk home. He felt as if he was being watched and kept turning around to see if there was anybody behind him. He walked faster, breaking into a run. He finally reached his house and ran in the door slamming it behind him. He leaned against the door panting.
"Milli, is that you?" His mother called from the kitchen.
"Yes mom" he answered walking into the kitchen. She smiled up at him. She gasped when she saw his face.
"What happened??" She rushed over to get a better look at the bruise and to see how bad it was "Did you get in a fight?" She asked anxiously.
"No mom" he lowered his voice "Mr. Maxwell came to the school looking for Duo today" She looked at him worriedly and went to get some ice from the freezer for his cheek.
"How's Duo?" he asked.
"He's much better" She looked thoughtful "We'll have to call the police and get a barring order or something…we need to keep him away from you aswell…" She looked upset. "I'll talk to your father when he gets home" Milliardo nodded and rummaged in the press until he found a packet of crisps and went to talk to Duo. He stuck his head in the door.
"You awake Duo?" Duo turned to look at him, a grin on his face. His smile faltered and his eyes focused on the bruise on his face.
To Be Continued…
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Well? Well? What did you think? I hope you like this fic and I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed my last piece I really appreciate it!! (n_n)v I actually like this fic…I'm not sure where it's really going but the next part is really cute and we get a bit of Milli+Duo…yay!
Review and let me know what you thought???????
