Prompt 11- Let It Go

"Mi~sa~ki~"

That was the first thing that Chitose heard. He had pulled his cell phone from his pocket after it went off and opened the message to hear the voice of that traitor. Fushimi. A scowl darkened the brunettels handsome features and his brown eyes hardened as he listened to the rest of the audio message.

"Misaki," the boy's voice repeated the name like a hymn. "I just wanted to thank you for giving me an amazing time last night. And to announce to your band of hoodlums that their precious, innocent vanguard is no longer so innocent."

Chitose's heart dropped into the pit of his stomach and his grip tightened around the cell phone.

"I will reassure you all, that Misaki is perhaps the most gentlemanly lover you could ever wish for," Fushimi went on to say. "Too bad, though, that he's~. All~. Mine~."

The audio cut off with the boy's sadistic laughter ringing through the speakers of Chitose's cell phone. Shoving the phone back into his pocket, he stormed out of the train station and away from his post. He ignored the calls from Dewa who he had completely forgotten about and continued on with one thing on his mind. Kill Fushimi. Red swam before his eyes and before he knew it, he was at the threshold of the Blue's territory.

"Chitose, stop!" a cry rang out and suddenly hands were holding him back.

"Let me, go, San-chan! I can't forgive him!" Chitose snarled struggling in the man's grasp.

Then more hands were there grabbing at him, pushing him in the chest.

"Misaki-san! Why!" he shouted feeling anger flood through him. "Is this what that advice was for?!" he demanded.

"Not at first, no!" Misaki cried out. "I... I had someone else in mind, but then... It happened all so fast!"

"He fucking seduced you!?" Chitose was outraged.

"Let it go, Chitose," Bandou's voice said in his ear.

"Please, brother! I love him!" Misaki suddenly admitted.

This caused the man to finally freeze and stop his struggling. His head fell and his fists clenched at his sides.

"If he hurts you..." His voice faded away unable to complete it.

"I'm prepared for it. Trust me, I've already accepted it," the boy quickly said.

Chitose unclenched his fists and moved them to grip the boy's shoulders tightly. So many thoughts were rushing through his head that he felt as if it were about to burst.

"Just please... promise me... I just... I worry so much about you... I don't want you hurt... and then ending up-..." His throat clenched breaking off his voice. The spike in his temple drove itself deeper and deeper. He focused on the feel of Bandou's arms still around his torso in order to continue on. "I won't... I won't get in the way as long as you're happy... I have no right to stop that after you helped me... Just... I'll be there if and when the pain happens..."

He couldn't see the look on Misaki's face, but he felt the boy's fist rap the back of his skull when his voice finally gave out for good.

"Idiot," he scoffed. "I already know all this."

Ignoring the new pain in his head, he nodded and let go.

"And please... I can't stress this enough... use protection...," Chitose added.

Scarlet flared in Misaki's cheeks and he looked away. "I know, I know," he huffed.

"C'mon, let's go," Bandou said from behind Chitose and he didn't fight the man pulling him along, now, with a strong arm wrapped around him.

He only looked back to see Fushimi standing there wrapping his own arms around Misaki's neck. Biting back the anger and dismay, he faced forward and promised his little brother silently that he would let it go.