Shuichi opened his eyes and looked around. He was in an unfamiliar room in and unfamiliar room…Did Yuki move overnight and drag his sleeping body along with him?
"Where the hell am I?" Shuichi asked himself out loud, whether he got an answer or not.
He noticed a small window to his left. Outside, the sun was shining through the trees. Shuichi's eyes wandered the room for a clock and found one. It was five o' clock.
How long had he been sleeping?
His head was killing him. He ran his fingers over the back of his head. He felt a huge bump, as though he had been hit with something, and dried blood….
Something had happened last night…
He was at N-G…
They were watching the news together…
He was walking home….
He was going home to see Yuki….
Yuki must have been worried…
Yuki must have been really angry with him…
Did Yuki hit him…?
No, Yuki would never do that…
No, he was walking home…
He had heard something…
He heard footsteps….
He turned around….
That man…!
That man from the restaurant was after him…!
He was running…
He was running very fast…
He was to the corner…
He thought he could lose the man…
Then he blacked out…
Shuichi tried to remember anything that happened after that. He thought hard, but nothing…
He felt cold all of a sudden. He looked down only to find himself naked.
"Shit! Did he…?" Shuichi got up, scanning the room for his clothes.
"So, you're up, Shindo-kun."
Shuichi looked up straight into the eyes of his kidnapper. The details of the man were clearer than they had been at the restaurant. His eyes were very dark, almost black, and his hair was like a shadow. His complexion was very pale. Like Yuki, he was quite the looker. But Shuichi had no time for looks. This guy kidnapped him after all!
"Who the fuck are you!" Shuichi yelled. "What the hell do you want with me!"
The man chuckled. "Such an ugly mouth for such a pretty young boy."
He took Shuichi's face roughly in his right hand and with the other held Shuichi's arm in a tight enough grip to bruise. He leant down and kissed Shuichi's lips casually, as if he's done it a million times.
Shuichi tried to push him away, only to find his arm in more pain.
The kiss turned sloppy.
Finally, after what seemed to Shuichi a horrid forever, the man let Shuichi go and turned and went out the door.
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Shuichi sat in silence until it grew dark, looking at the new bruise on his arm.
The man walked in and out a lot and gave him such a cold look that not even Yuki himself could pull off.
Shuichi heard a door close.
He heard a car crank up and drive off.
He got out of the bed.
He was cold, still being naked, and searched the house for his clothes.
In doing so, he found all the doors and windows boarded up.
Except the front door.
But it was locked and there was no way of getting out.
"Yuki…Yuki, I need you so bad…Yuki…" Shuichi's voice cracked and he started crying.
He fell to his knees, then over on his side. He wrapped his arms around himself. All he could think of was Yuki...
Shuichiprayed that Yuki, where ever he was, had heard his call.