My writing bgm for this chapter was "Relax" by Blake McGrath and "S E X" by Nickelback. Because, yes, sex is always the answer.
Kaito: Still jumping the gun, Master.
Are you that anxious to get it on?
Kaito: Maybe.
Oh, my god. I... love that answer. You are a good boy, Kaito! *ruffles hair in pleasure*
Kaito: Yay? *sweatdrops but smiles*
Kagamix, THIS IS FOR YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL AUTHOR, YOU XD PLEASE WRITE MORE
Kaito: Master, you're doing the shouting thing again. Stop it.
...
Kaito looked fragile. Gakupo looked down at the bluenette, dismayed at the thought, as Taito carefully helped him carry the unconscious Vocaloid to Gakupo's Master's bedroom. Kaito had cried himself out, Taito holding him close, until the bluenette had fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion. Gakupo felt like it was his fault.
Gakupo carefully laid Kaito's arms across his chest, to allow him to cover the bluenette with a blanket up to his waist without fear of touching against his arm stubs and awakening the sleeping male with renewed pain.
"He's probably going to be doing that for a while," Taito's soft voice spoke as Gakupo stared down at the bluenette. Gakupo looked up at Taito, frowning.
"You know, freaking out. You should kind of expect it. Just saying," Taito finished, with a shrug of his slim shoulders. The dark-purple haired Vocaloid turned without another word, leaving Gakupo alone in the room with Kaito.
Gakupo reached his hand out and touched Kaito's soft blue hair. Gakupo's heart was aching for the blue-haired male. The bluenette's face was a mask of slack anguish even in his sleep. Gakupo stared down at Kaito for several long moments, wishing there was something he could do to help.
Gakupo reluctantly left the room after a moment. He didn't think Kaito would wake up for a while, and he wanted to talk with his friends- he even was starting to think of that jerk Taito as his friend, after this afternoon- before they left to canvas Rin's neighborhood.
Gakupo left the door open for Kaito, just in case.
...
Kaito opened his eyes blearily. For a brief, terrifying second, he thought he was back in the garage, on the cement floor, waiting for Master to return and take the "rest of his firsts"... whatever that meant. But the cement under his body was soft and smelled good, like fresh laundry soap. He moved his legs slightly, and comprehended that they weren't tied tightly together.
Kaito's eyes focused on the unfamiliar room. The paint was the wrong color. There was furniture he didn't know. His anxiety was almost palpable as his eyes scanned the room in fear, settling on a darkened form that was sitting, slumped, next to the bed he was laying on.
For a second, Kaito thought it was Master. The builds, the heights, were similar. But this person had long, silky hair, and Master had short hair. Kaito focused on the darkened face of the man, realizing it must be nighttime.
Gakupo's face was slack and asleep. Kaito's mind suddenly recognized the face, and it felt like a vise was being loosened from around his chest. Kaito let out a shaky sigh, and apparently it was enough to alert Gakupo, for the man's eyelashes fluttered a moment, and he opened his eyes slowly to see Kaito staring back at him.
"I have to use the bathroom," Kaito said suddenly, feeling the uncomfortable pressure in his lower belly.
"Uh... right," Gakupo's mind took a second to track. "We need to change your bandages, too. I didn't want to wake you, before. Uhhhm, are you hungry?" Gakupo stretched his back muscles and held his hand against the side of his neck, like there was a crick there.
Kaito's face clouded at the question. "...No."
"Hmm," Gakupo mumbled in response. He helped Kaito struggle up to a sitting position, holding the bluenette near his armpit to provide support and balance. The bluenette's body ached, especially his lower stomach... and the pressure in his bladdar was reminding him of that pain even more. Kaito's body was stiff, and didn't want to obey its master as he tried to swing his legs over the bed and stand.
Gakupo grabbed his shoulder as he swayed on his feet. The two male Vocaloids slowly walked towards the door. Kaito looked right, then left, not knowing where to go for the bathroom.
"It's to the right," Gakupo's quiet voice said near Kaito's ear. Kaito blushed, and trained his eyes away from the violette as they continued their walk to the facility. Gakupo opened the door for him, letting Kaito balance against his body slightly while the bluenette waited.
"I guess I should get into the habit of leaving this door open, for now," Gakupo muttered to himself, but Kaito's ears picked the words up, and he flushed again, this time in shame.
"I'm sorry," Kaito whispered throatily. "I know I'm inconveniencing you. You're not even my friend, yet you're taking care of me, looking out for me..."
"Who said you're not my friend?" Gakupo frowned at the bluenette. "Don't make me scold you. Rin doesn't have any friends who are idiots, don't start a trend now." The words were harsher than Gakupo had intended, and he sighed. "I'm sorry, I'm taking my own frustrations at my own uselessness out on you, and it isn't fair. Please forgive me, Kaito."
Kaito's eyes shimmered slightly and he stared at Gakupo's face, then cast his eyes back down. "It's not you that's useless."
"Well, we will just have to agree to disagree," Gakupo's short answer came. He helped the bluenette to the front of the toilet and flipped the seat up. Pausing in slight embarassment for the bluenette, Gakupo cleared his throat lightly. "Ahh, so, I will need to, uh, reach around front to help you get those down."
"Those" were Kaito's pants. Kaito's vision clouded again. Gakupo noticed as a slight shiver ran through the bluenette as he was silent a moment. He nodded, his face was red. It was clear that he was more embarassed than Gakupo was.
"Okay, then," Gakupo said and reached around Kaito, still letting the bluenette balance against his body as he did so, and unzipped Kaito's pants, pulling Kaito's underwear down to his hips to let him free. Gakupo was thinking in growing embarassment that there was no way Kaito would be able to aim it properly without hands to guide it, when his eyes caught on a slight shine that was trailed down Kaito's buttocks. His purple eyes widened.
"Um... I think I can just... sit on the toilet," Kaito was saying in a voice full of shame, not seeing the direction of Gakupo's gaze as he avoided the violette's eyes. Gakupo's eyes closed slightly. He tried to collect himself.
"Kaito, I'm sorry to ask you this but, did your Master do... anything else to you?" Kaito's body froze as Gakupo asked his question. The bluenette began shivering. Gakupo waited a brief moment, debating before he elaborated his question. "Did he do anything to you... 'back there'?"
Kaito's face crumpled up, and new tears welled up in his blue eyes. He took a deep breath that caused his body to shudder, and nodded once. "I'm sorry," Kaito whispered, but he didn't even know what, or to who, he was apologizing to.
Gakupo's eyes hardened. "No, I'm sorry," he said quietly. "Listen, I..." Gakupo sighed, swallowing the bile in his throat. "Would you like me to wait outside while you do your business?"
It was kind of a stupid question, but Gakupo was feeling kind of stupid, himself, at the moment. Kaito nodded again, shamed. Gakupo helped the bluenette to turn his body, sit down, and he left Kaito alone in the room.
"Call me when you're done. I'll be outside," Gakupo said, and Kaito stared religiously down at the floor until the purple-haired Vocaloid left the room.
...
'No wonder he was limping,' Gakupo realized as he leaned against the hallway wall, his arms crossed over his chest, a sense of slow rage simmering in his chest. Between Kaito's hands, Rin's disappearance, their Master's slimy, lying, creepily-smiling interaction with Gakupo, and now, this new horror... Gakupo had never before felt like he wanted to commit homicide against a human being.
He wanted to slam Kaito's Master's head against a hard wall until the man bled and sobbed, the way Kaito had sobbed into Taito's arms. He wanted to take the man and kick him, scream at him, "Where is she? What did you do with Rin?" until the man brokenly told him. ...He wanted his friend back. His noble heart ached with hurt, hate, and the desire for revenge. They were emotions foreign to the violet-haired Vocaloid male, and he embraced them utterly.
"I'm done," A quiet voice from the bathroom announced. Gakupo uncrossed his arms and announced aloud that he was coming in. Kaito still wouldn't meet his gaze. Gakupo frowned even deeper as he helped the bluenette struggle back to his feet. Gakupo wondered how long it would take Kaito to regain his balance, to get used to his new body that was going to be... different... for the rest of his life.
"Gakupo?" The voice was soft and hesitant.
"Yes?" Gakupo tried to make his voice sound calm and soothing, rather than expressing the anger simmering inside of his heart. He flushed the toilet.
"...I want to take a shower." Kaito said quietly. "Is it okay?"
Gakupo was silent for so long that Kaito felt the tips of his ears burning from shame. They both knew it was going to take Gakupo's help, if Kaito wanted to get clean in any way beyond simply standing under the running water.
"We're going to have to put plastic bags over your bandages," Gakupo's voice finally said. "They can't get wet. It might be a little awkward. And... I'm going to have to help you wash. You want to get clean... down there... don't you." It wasn't really a question. "Is that okay with you? For me to touch you there, and help you get clean?"
"I'm sorry," Kaito wished the ground would swallow him up. He was asking this man to touch his dirty, damaged, messed-up body. Of course it wasn't okay.
"Don't worry about it," Gakupo said. "It's not really... that much different than washing each others' backs at the bathhouse, but... it might frighten you. I don't want to have to remind you of what's happened but..." Gakupo struggled. "It's up to you, Kaito. What do you want to do?"
Kaito was silent. Gakupo waited unhappily, trying to be as patient as Kaito needed, allowing him time to think about it before answering.
"...Please." The word was so quiet, but it was loud enough to be heard.
Gakupo watched Kaito's face carefully, then nodded his head. "Okay, then. Um, you just got back up, but, let's have you sit back down a moment. I'm going to get your clothes off. If you change your mind at any time, it's okay. Okay, Kaito?"
The bluenette nodded, feelings of shame and gratitude warring within them. But both of those feelings were defeated by an even greater, stronger feeling, of dirtiness.