Ch 11 : A Nightmare
"AAAAAAH!" A blood curdling scream rang out, followed by creepy dark chuckles in the silent dark alleyway.
Blood dripping down the screamer's face as one hand tried to stop the heavy bleeding of the deep wound.
"Tsuna-nii!" Another voice cried in worry. Tears streamed down Ieyasu's face as he struggled in his captors' grasp.
Tsuna tried to stand up, but found it difficult to do so. Their assailants severed his shins and stabbed his left arm. All he could do was kneel on the ground while blood spilled from his numerous wounds, pooling beneath him.
"Tsuna-nii!" Ieyasu once again shouted. His own body covered in bruises, but not as severe as Tsuna's.
Ieyasu successfully got away from the enemy's grasp. He quickly ran toward his older twin's side, repeatedly sobbing his name.
Tsuna tried to smile to reassure his twin that he was alright. But even smiling was hard to do, especially when your body is in a lot of pain and darkness is taunting you to come over and embrace unconsciousness.
He was loosing too much blood. And that simple thought of sleeping is really tempting. Or maybe he'll die from blood loss?
But seeing that he's not alone in this, he shrugged the idea away. If he blacked out now, his twin would panic even more. Not to mention that it's the same as leaving his brother and running away like a coward.
He coughed blood. So much for a help in reassuring a panicking blond brother *insert sarcasm*.
"Tsuna-nii!" Ieyasu cried again.
"Hey..." Tsuna croaked out. Ieyasu just cried.
"Everything is going to be alright. Okay?" Tsuna tried to reassure.
"HAHAHA!" Their assailants laughed.
"Alright?! You can't even stand!" One of them pointed out.
Three men in suits over two kids, the worst match up. Why and how did they ended up like this anyway?!
"Sons of the Young Lion. You both will die here!" The last man announced with a sinister smirk before pulling out a gun.
*BANG!*
The gunshot echoed in the dark alley, followed by a *splash*.
Tsuna stared wide eyed. Ieyasu was in front of him and down on his knees. His brother took the bullet for himself.
Ieyasu protected him from getting shot.
Ieyasu smiled softly, though blood was seeping from his lips.
The laughter their assailants produced rang out in the silent alleyway.
Tsuna's world seemed to stop for a moment.
He moved his uninjured arm to wrap itself around his brother, his hand clutching the bullet wound to try and stop the bleeding. Silent tears stream down his cheeks as he felt his brother's pain.
"Tsuna-nii" Ieyasu whispered out with a raspy voice.
He felt so useless. He should be the one protecting his brother, and not the other way around.
"Iey!" Tsuna shouted as one of the men grabbed his wounded brother and harshly threw him to the side, body knocking on the wall.
Ieyasu didn't move or whimper. He just laid there motionless that sent panic all over Tsuna.
The same man grabbed Tsuna's injured arm, making Tsuna cry in pain. The brunet looked up at his aggressor and trembled at that twisted smile the man had.
The hold on his arm painfully tightened making Tsuna cry even more.
Then he felt it.
He felt his arm breaking.
Then another scream erupted.
~x~
"AAAAAAAAAH!" A blood curdling scream echoed in the whole Sawada Residence as a certain brunet jolted awake, hungrily breathing in the air and sweat covered his body.
Tsuna clutched his left arm, and reminded himself that it was not broken. Not anymore.
It's just a dream. A memory inside a dream. A nightmare from the past.