CW: Yaoi and non-consensual sexual contact

Disclaimer: I do not own Black Cat or any of its characters

"Oh my, what a nice surprise this is!"

Creed entered the kitchen to see Train doing the dishes. What was more interesting was his beloved was awake before him, already sweaty and shirtless. Everything the silver man saw was delightful, but still unusual. His cat loved sleeping and since Train hadn't been sleeping very well the last couple months due to stress, Creed assumed he would want to catch up on as much of it as possible.

From the sink, Train shrugged his shoulders. "I've just been so bored."

The silver man sighed and stepped into the kitchen, opening the fridge to pour his cat a glass of milk. "You didn't have to get up so early though. Did you already go for a run?"

He watched as his beloved nodded his head, but didn't respond, just kept scrubbing over the sink. Creed frowned and placed the glass next to Train, who barely seemed to notice it was even there. He could tell his beloved was still upset over the suspension, but was trying to hide it. Creed wasn't mad at him at all. In fact, he was worried. His love's face was still bruised from that night, but otherwise he was physically okay. It was Train's heart he was concerned about.

"Train… Stop kicking yourself. It wasn't your fault. It's also a paid suspension. Why not just try to enjoy this time off and get your head on straight." Creed paused to see if his cat would react, then he continued. "You've been so stressed lately I think this is actually a good thing. I was beginning to worry you'd have to take mental health leave."

"I'm fine, Creed." Was Train's simple response. His words came out more defensive than he intended. He took a deep breath and stopped what he was doing to lean on the counter with his hands. "I'm sorry…"

Creed approached his beloved from behind and wrapped his arms around his waist. He gently placed his chin on Train's shoulder and stared at his cat's lowered head. "Train… You need to relax. And maybe we need to reevaluate even returning after your suspension is over. We can find something else for you to do."

"We can't afford that right now. At least not until you finish school." Train lifted his head to look up at the ceiling, still leaning on the counter.

Creed squeezed his cat a little and nuzzled his face into the side of Train's neck. "Only another year and a half."

The silver man was taking summer, winter, and spring courses to speed up his graduation. School wasn't as much fun with Train or his other friends there. Everyone was so serious and boring and Creed felt like he needed to get out of there as soon as possible. The best thing about the school was he was still top of the class. That would make finding a good job a lot easier once he graduated.

Train nodded. "I can last that much longer. Then we can reevaluate."

Creed smiled into his cat and kissed his neck. "Thank you for supporting me while I go to school."

As he kissed his cat, the silver man smiled inwardly. Sometimes I still wonder if this is all just a dream.

Never in a million years would Creed have believed that he was not only living with his cat, but Train would be supporting him financially while he went to school. Their relationship had gone so much farther than Creed ever imagined, but it was certainly everything he had dreamed of. After nearly fifteen years of loving Train to the point of near obsession, Creed pictured so much for them, but never thought it would become a reality.

He kissed his love's neck again, sliding his hands up Train's chest and massaging his soft skin. Train started trying to wash the dishes again, but became distracted immediately when Creed started fondling him. He didn't have to be at class for another hour and half, and Creed wanted to make the most of his beloved's time off. They had both been so busy lately, Creed felt like he had to schedule intimate time with his cat.

Creed started nibbling Train's ear when he heard his love moan against his touches. He leaned back into the silver man, removing his hands from the sink to run his wet fingers through Creed's hair. Creed pressed his body a bit harder into Train's back, now kissing his shoulder tenderly, his hands still moving against his beloved's chest.

"How about I help take your mind off everything, Love?" Creed said before he nibbled Train's shoulder then neck.

Train let out a loud gasp when Creed pinched the sensitive skin on his chest. The cat turned around and lifted Creed by the waist, placing him on the counter and knocking his unattended milk over. Creed wrapped his arms around Train's neck as his beloved pressed their lips together, using his legs to pull his cat closer as their tongues danced against one another.

After a few minutes, Train wrapped his arms around Creed's back, lifting him in the air and against his chest. Creed yelped lightly when he was hoisted against his cat, pulling himself closer as he tightened his legs and arms around his beloved. Their lips never parted as Train carried him to the couch, dropping the silver man lightly and laying him down, the cat falling on top of him.

Creed ran one hand against Train's back, the other through his hair and pulled him harder against his body. Train pressed down on top of him, leaning on his elbows and forearms as he kissed his roommate deeply. The cat then used one hand to slip his fingers inside and down his partner's sweat pants and boxers.

The silver man gasped loudly when his love's fingers brushed against his member, thrusting upwards a little into the touch, holding him tighter against his body. Train retreated his hand quick enough to grab a bottle he knew was under the couch, grateful it had rolled under there during this last encounter like this. Once the golden man properly lubricated his hand, he brought it back to his roommate, sliding it back down his pants and along his shaft.

Creed moaned loudly when his cat brought his hand back against him. He felt his body shake with pleasure as Train moved his hand up and down his phallus. When his love moved his thumb along the tip, Creed cried out louder and pulled away from his kiss.

"Oh, Train…" He moaned, holding his cat against his neck, Train in turn kissing his neck passionately and moving his hand faster against his roommate.

Creed ran his nails against Train's back, feeling himself ready to release already as Train gripped a little harder and moved even faster. Each gasp got louder and louder the harder and faster his cat went, Creed's hips moving up into his love's hand, his whole body on fire as his heart beat rapidly against Train's.

Train moved his lips to Creed's ear and nibbled his lobe, moving his hand as fast as he could as Creed shouted his name over and over again. It only took a few more pumps until his partner exploded into his hand then collapsed onto the couch with a weighty sigh. Train fell on top of him, kissing him again on the neck and shoulder, pulling his hand back from Creed's pants.

Creed tried to catch his breath as he ran his fingers along Train's back, enjoying the enchanting shivers his caresses gave his beloved. They remained like that for a few minutes as Creed regained his senses, the room no longer a blur from his climax. Just as his cat was about to get up, Creed stopped him by flipping him over and pinning him to the couch.

The golden man blinked up at him, confused as he thought they were done. It seemed like Creed had other plans in mind.

Creed smiled and leaned forward, close enough that their lips brushed against one another as he spoke. "It's your turn now, my cat…"

Once more their lips were locked together, tongues dancing wildly as Creed slid his hand down his beloved's running shorts and boxers. Before the cat could begin to enjoy himself too much, Creed stopped and ripped Train's shorts down and off his legs, throwing them across the room as he pulled away from his love.

Train watched as his partner smiled seductively and moved his kisses down his chest and stomach, reaching his lower body and kissing his inner thighs gingerly. Train swallowed heavily and spread his legs, allowing Creed more access to his sensitive area.

Creed traced his kisses closer and closer to Train's member, until finally taking the tip into his mouth. He relished his cat's loud gasp at the small gesture, spinning his tongue around the tip several times, feeling his cat's breath begin to pick up. The silver man remained like that for a bit longer, before taking more of his love into his mouth, watching Train's face as he did so.

His cat's eyes were shut tight as he used one hand to grip his chocolate hair roughly, his other digging into the couch cushion as his lips parted slightly to emit quiet gasps and moans. Creed didn't like how quiet his beloved was being, so he decided to move his head up and down a few times, which gave the silver man the results he wanted.

Train cried out loudly and bucked his hips upward into Creed's mouth. This made him gag a little, so Creed placed his hands on Train's hips, preventing him from moving. He eyed his cat a bit annoyed as he moved his head again.

"Sorry…" Train said breathlessly, glancing down at his roommate as Creed moved his head up and down again.

Creed twirled his tongue against Train's shaft, using his mouth to accept his cat's apology. The golden man moaned loudly at the feeling, his body filling with a familiar warmth as Creed worked his head against his member.

The silver man moved his head up and down faster and faster, pivoting his tongue back and forth quickly, pausing for a second to press it against the tip again. Train cried out loudly at his motion and grabbed Creed's head, grasping his silver locks firmly and he helped his partner's head move up and down against him. Creed smiled to himself at his cat's desperation and moved faster, taking his beloved in as much as he could.

Train's breathing picked up even more as Creed moved faster and wrapped his lips tighter around his susceptible skin. He gasped and moaned loudly, motivation Creed to keep going as he picked up his pace even more, darting his tongue back and forth as fast as he could.

"Creed…" Train gasped loudly as he dug his fingers deep into his partner's hair, doing his best not to thrust his hips upwards and earn another scowl from the man giving him this immense pleasure.

Creed moved his head up and down, savoring the taste and sound of his cat the more he worked his mouth against him. Train's body felt ready to explode and when Creed spun his tongue around his shaft one more time, he screamed vehemently and burst into his roommate's mouth.

The silver man swallowed it greedily, needing every bit of Train to become a part of him in order to be whole himself. He cherished every drip that came out of his cat, licking his shaft one more time to make sure he got everything. As he licked his love clean, Creed felt Train twitch and giggled.

With one big swallow and a final lick of his lips, Creed smiled dealy at Train, who was still trying to focus his vision after that intense rendezvous. "Feeling better?"

Train nodded incoherently as his partner crawled up and laid on top of him. The golden man wrapped his arms heavily around Creed's back as his roommate kissed him lovingly on the chest and shoulder. The silver man chuckled again between kisses, then nuzzled his face deep into the side of his cat's neck. "Good."

He felt chills going down his back and Train traced his finger tips along his spine. Smiling deeply, he sighed contentedly and ran his hand along his cat's arm, outlining his muscles and memorizing every curve his beloved had. "Train… Tell me this isn't a dream."

Train blinked down at the man cuddled against his chest. "What?"

Creed's eyes drank his cat's body romantically as he spoke. "All of this. You and me. Tell me I'm not dreaming. Tell me this is real and you're not going anywhere."

The golden man smiled and pulled his partner in closer, kissing the top of his head lovingly, then resting his cheek against his silver hair. "Remember that promise we made during the wedding? I told you, if you don't go anywhere, I won't."

Creed nodded and snuggled closer to his cat, now running his fingers through his chocolate locks adoringly. "I'll never leave you."

Train returned his nod. "Then neither will I."

They remained like that for a little longer until Creed's eyes fell on their clock on the wall. He gasped loudly and stood quickly, leaving a very confused cat on the couch.

"Sorry, Love! I need to get ready to leave. Don't you need to go into the precinct to pick up some of your stuff?" He said as he rushed into the bathroom, leaving the door open so he could hear his cat's response.

Train groaned on the couch and covered his face. "Do I have to?"

Creed's voice echoed against the bathroom walls as he turned the water on and stripped down. "Do you really trust your personal belongings staying there with Edo around?"

Train sighed loudly at that thought and sat up. "Guess not…"

Smiling deviously, the golden man jumped into the bathroom and shut the door loudly. Creed jumped when he saw his beloved next to him, removing his clothes as well and jumping into the shower. The silver man huffed angrily.

"Train! I need to leave now, you have all day!"

Train laughed from the shower, but made no move to leave. "What is it you're always saying to me? But this will be more fun!"

Creed sighed, but stepped in the shower nonetheless. Despite the fact that they were just intimate with one another, the silver man couldn't help himself when he saw Train and latched back on to his cat. He kissed and caressed Train viciously, pushing him against the wall as his love returned his advances.

As Train pulled Creed against him, the law student moaned loudly at the feel of his strong embrace and whispered into his cat's ear. "Guess I'm just going to be late today…"

Train stepped into the building and noticed how empty it was. He sighed in relief, glad to have gotten there before it became busy. The cat didn't want to be there while it was full. He glanced at the clock and hurried down the halls, knowing approximately what time people would start to arrive and wanting to move fast before anyone got there.

As he walked towards the locker room, he made a beeline towards the holding cells first. Even though this was one of the reasons he got suspended, his gut was telling him to check it out. His gut was proven right when he saw Dante was still there. Not only that, his pillows and blankets were taken away.

Dante saw Train approach and ran to the bars and clutched them tightly. "Officer Hear-I mean, Train! Have you spoken to my wife? Is she okay?"

Train blinked at the man in confusion and walked up to the cell. "I stopped by a couple days ago and dropped off enough groceries to hopefully last a few weeks. Why are you still here?"

The man sighed in relief and moved back to the bench, sitting down harshly and resting his head in his hands. "We can't make bail and I can't afford a lawyer. My record is making it harder to get me released."

The golden man frowned. "You should get a lawyer appointed to you. When's your hearing?"

Dante shrugged his shoulders. "They haven't been clear…"

Train growled and rubbed his forehead. "Of course they haven't… When was the last time you ate?"

The prisoner lifted his head and thought for a second, before leaning back against the wall and sighing deeply. "I think around four yesterday they gave me half a sandwich."

The golden man growled to himself and walked to the closet. He grabbed an armful of peanuts and chips and slid them between the bars to the man. Dante took them eagerly, grateful to have whatever he could get.

Train went back and took a few bottles of water as well and handed them over. "I can check on your family again later if you'd like."

Dante gave him the most dismal look he could muster and smiled. "That would be great. Thank you…" He paused as he opened a bag of chips. "Do you know anything more about my case?"

Train shook his head which made Dante's chest fall. "Sorry, I was suspended. Even if I was here, I don't think they'd tell me anything."

As the man ate a handful of chips, he looked at Train curiously. It was obvious the prisoner wanted human contact desperately. "What for?"

The cat pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the cell. "For attacking the officer that put you in here."

Dante blinked at the golden man. "Really? Why?"

"Yeah…" Train said as he leaned back in the chair. "A few nights ago he went after an innocent kid and I took the blows for him. Then he used very clear defamatory words against me and my partner and I lost it."

He didn't see the point in lying to the guy. He seemed like a good man and Train had already created a soft spot for his wife and son. Besides that, he was already suspended. What did it matter anymore? Even if he was caught at this point, he didn't care. Train was so over it all he decided to throw caution to the wind and make a new friend in the meantime.

Dante stared at him for a minute, inhaling a bag of chips while starting another as he watched Train. "I'm… So sorry if I caused you any problems."

Train brushed his words aside. "Nah, you're good. It was a long time coming. Not gonna lie, it felt good giving that bastard a good smackdown."

That seemed to calm the damn down as he devoured a bag of peanuts. They shared a moment of silence before the cat decided to break it. "How much is your bail?"

Dante swallowed a big handful of peanuts and responded. "Five thousand."

Train sat up abruptly in his chair, nearly falling out of it. "WHAT?!"

The man nodded solemnly. "Yeah. We'll never be able to afford it. I don't know what to do. This might be it…"

The cat watched as the man sulked deeply, seeming to not realize he was speaking his thoughts out loud. Train watched him mindfully for a couple minutes, then realized something as he stood suddenly.

Dante didn't seem to notice Train's change in demeanor as the cat spoke. "I might have an idea. Don't give up hope yet."

He left the room quickly before the prisoner could respond. Train needed to finish his task here before he could enact his idea. The cat made his way to the locker room, forming a plan in his head as he walked down the hallway brisky.

Once he was there, Train dug through his locker quickly, trying to get out of there before anyone saw him so he could make the call he needed to help Dante and his family. Even though the captain knew he was going to be in to grab some of his things, the golden man knew if he saw Clark or Edo, there would be another fight and he'd have more time tacked on.

And the additional time might end up being unpaid. While that might give me time to help Dante's family, I can't afford the loss of pay right now.

He was really happy Creed wasn't mad at him at all and even understood why Train reacted the way he did that night. In fact, Creed wanted to find him and do some damage on his own. It was actually hard to talk his partner out of it, but he was able to eventually. There was also a huge load taken off when he found out it was a paid suspension. Apparently, since Train had accused Edo of making derogatory comments, they couldn't punish the cat too harshly.

It's so stupid that Edo didn't get suspended because I had no proof or witnesses to the comments. Clark clammed up real quick when the subject was brought up.

Until Train filed an official complaint against the officer and could prove his claims to be true, Edo would go unpunished. Since Edo hadn't been seen attacking Train and the other officer on duty said the golden cat had received his injuries from a perp, the captain's hands were tied until Train took the steps necessary. It was two against one and the cat knew he couldn't win.

Creed wants me to file a complaint, but I just don't know what good it'll do. Worse case is he gets a paid vacation then comes back like nothing happened.

While it could also be interpreted that Train was getting a paid vacation, the cat knew when he came back it was going to be worse than it was before. The rest of the staff made it very clear whose side they were going to take. Edo had been there almost as long as Train had been alive. Not to mention he wasn't well liked by anyone there because of the kindness he showed the people that were brought in. They all thought Train made them look bad.

They're making themselves look bad with their lack of care and power hungry officers. If I wasn't here, I can't imagine how much more damage they would have done to this city.

"Oh! Look who's here. It's Officer Kitty."

Train groaned loudly at the sing-song voice, knowing exactly who it belonged to. He took a deep breath and kept his face in his locker. He promised Creed if he had a run in with the dirty cop, he would keep his cool and not engage. Train tried to plan coming in on a day when he knew Edo wouldn't be at the station, but the older man must have changed shifts with someone.

Seeing the cat was ignoring him, Edo stepped closer and leaned against the lockers next to Train's. "Whatsa matter? Cat got your tongue?" He laughed at his own comment, then corrected himself. "Or should I say, lawyer got your tongue?"

Again, Train didn't respond. He put more stuff in a bag he brought, making sure the locker door blocked his view of the man. He could feel Edo getting frustrated, and tried to pick up the pace so he could get out of there and make a very important phone call.

"What? Didn't you have fun the other night? I assumed you love getting on top of a man and beating him senseless."

Train slammed his locker and made a move to walk away. He was stopped by Edo's coarse hand, but the cat refused to look back at him.

"Where are all those smartass remarks I've become so fond of?" Edo almost purred which made Train shiver in disgust, not sure what was going on now.

Train threw the bag over his shoulder and tried to rip his hand free, finding that task harder than it should have been. Train felt like throwing up when Edos' fingers started to caress his wrist, becoming more confused as he tried to break his arm free.

"Well, at least I can say I had fun. That was better than I imagined."

This made Train forget his promise to his boyfriend and turned around to look at the man. His face grew pale at the comment, but his stomach began to churn when he saw the lewd look in the older man's eyes. The golden man began to realize what all the man's harsh comments were covering up and tried to run again, but felt his body being thrust in the air.

The cat was shoved against the lockers roughly and his hands were pinned above his head. Train was too shocked to react in enough time as Edo's face was inches from his own. He tried to lurch his hands free, but Edo was so much bigger than him he couldn't fight against the larger mass. The bastard had even lifted him in the air a little, so his legs were hovering ever so slightly above the ground, giving him no momentum to help.

Train felt himself being slapped brutally across the cheek, followed by a delighted laugh and smirk. The cat had to repress a gag when Edo's foul breath forcefully entered his nostrils. He turned his head away in an attempt to escape the stench, but Edo grabbed his face firmly and yanked his gaze back. The cat shut his eyes harshly as Edo leaned closer, feeling his smirk despite his closed lids.

The older man shoved his lips against Train's so hard the cat thought his jaw was going to break. Edo then bit his lip violently, drawing blood as he pulled back, making the cat yell painfully. When he let go he laughed again and slammed his lips against Train's again, taking advantage of his opened mouth to choke him with his tongue.

Train's mouth hurt so bad and he desperately tried to move away from the larger man, his feet still kicking usually in the air, trying to reach him so badly. He felt like dying when Edo's tongue pressed ferociously against his, the cat trying to escape the officer's slithering snake to no avail. Finally, Train bit down as hard as he could, making Edo pull back and growl quietly. Edo was doing his best to stay silent so no one would come to rescue his golden captive.

The cat was met with another backhand which caused Train to spit out a little bit of blood. Train tried to pull his hands free and even started to scream, but he was slapped again which blurred his vision for a second. The golden man lost his focus at the third slap, but felt the man shoving himself down his throat again which Train tried to get away from.

Before he could bite down again, he felt Edo pull away and move one hand to his neck, the other hand still holding his wrists high in the air. Train tried to scream but couldn't as the older man applied pressure, smiling lustfully as the cat struggled underneath his hand.

Edo moved closer and whispered harshly in his ear. "The more you struggle, the more it thrills me. So maybe if you just gave in like I know you want to, this'll be over sooner, Kitten."

Train didn't comply and dug his nails deeply into the hand holding his wrist, feeling the skin break under his force. Train spit in his face and gave him the angriest look he could muster. "Eat shit, bastard!" The cat's voice was only a strained whisper under Edo's grasp, but the older man heard him nonetheless.

However, the officer didn't seem to care and let go of his neck. Before the cat could catch his breath the older man was on his throat again, but this time with his mouth. He bit down harshly which Train couldn't react to as he was desperately sucking oxygen into his airs. The cat barely noticed when the hand that was choking him now fell lower against his body and began messing with his belt. Once he regained his breath and senses, Train panicked when he realized what was happening and tried to swing his hips away.

"NO!" He yelled and was slapped in the face again. That didn't stop his struggles or his screams as he tried to yell again. "GET OFF YOU BA-"

His voice was cut off as Edo shoved a handkerchief in his mouth, muffling his screams. Train felt the hand back against his lower body again, undoing his belt and zipper, slithering quickly down his pants. Train started to kick in the air wildy, digging his nails in deeper as he tried to fight off the unwanted man. The whole time Edo's mouth was still clamped on to his neck, biting and licking Train's fragile flesh, sucking and making the cat scream loudly behind the fabric.

Feeling Train almost slip from his hand, the older officer removed his hand from his pants and hit him again, but this time in the stomach, taking more pleasure in Train's pain. The cat was still sore from their violent encounter a few nights ago, so the blow hurt far more than it normally would have. This appeared to excite Edo even more as his smirk widened and the cat could feel something hard press into his leg when the officer moved closer to him.

"What's wrong? Isn't this what you like, Kitten?" The older man pressed into Train's dangling body more, making the cat wrech harder against his grip and kick his feet in the air.

Edo pushed his legs against Train's legs harder when he did that to stop the smaller man from moving. "I told you struggling only gets me more excited. Today, I am claiming you as my own. By the end of this, you will be my property. Whether you like it or not, I will own you after this, Kitten."

When he felt the officer slide his hand back down his pants Train screamed louder, hoping someone would hear him behind the gag. He struggled as hard as he could, but to no avail. Then, Edo's hand roughly fondled the area between his legs and Train actually felt himself swallowing his own vomit. The older man grabbed him violently and twisted, making the cat yelp painfully. His cry was muffled by the handkerchief again and he felt Edo then move his hand harshly up and down between his legs, the older man's own member pressing intensely into his leg.

The gag was suddenly removed as Edo crammed his lips against Train's again, his tongue once more entering the cat's unwilling mouth. The golden man made a motion to bite it again, but Edo pulled away before he got the chance, doing this a few more times so he could get what he wanted from the cat without harm and without Train being given a moment to scream. His hand kept groping crudely at his shaft, making Train try to leave his body and find a safe place.

It got worse when he heard Edo moan into his mouth and Train tried to bite him again. The older man pulled away and pressed his lower body harder into Train and the cat could feel he had grown bigger as he rubbed it against Train's thigh. Again, he moaned and Train could tell his struggles only got Edo off more.

The cat tried to scream again, but was stopped by Edo's hands. The man had dropped the gag during his attack so he used his hand to cover his captive's mouth.

"The place seems empty, but I can't risk someone hearing your screams. Do your best to keep quiet, okay, Kitten?"

Train growled loudly and bit his hand forcefully, making Edo loosen his hold on the cat. Now that there was less pressure on his wrists, he was able to free one hand and punched the older man in the jaw, the same spot he hit him in a few nights ago, hoping the area was still tender and would cause him more pain. Seeing that it did and he was dropped to the ground, Train used his knee to assault the man's hard member, eliciting a loud scream from him as he moved away from the now freed cat.

Train rolled away while Edo repressed his moans, still not wanting anyone to hear him as he writhed in pain. The golden man clung to his bag tightly and scrambled to the door quickly, tripping a little, but reaching the exit nonetheless. As he was leaving, he heard the man cursing at him, but making sure his voice was low so as not to alert anyone. Before he left the room, Train noticed a camera had recorded everything.

Creed was currently jumping off a bus and rushing down the street to his apartment. He was reading frantic messages from his cat, unable to understand the chaotic jumbled words Train was sending him. All the silver man could gather was something happened at the station, but what exactly he couldn't figure out.

Actually, it sounds like more than one thing happened there, but none of his messages make any sense!

Once more, Creed scrolled to his beloved's name and tried to call. His texts had stopped a while ago and now Train wasn't answering his phone. The silver man read the texts over and over again, trying to decipher them, but couldn't make sense of them. He knew something to do with Dante and something else to do with Edo. Growling, he shoved his phone back in his pocket and ran faster. His last hope was that Train was at their apartment.

As he approached his building he took his keys out before even going up the stairs. Once he reached the top, the silver man unlocked the door and ran into the room.

"Train?!" He yelled and heard no response.

Glancing around the common room, he did not see his cat. He checked the bathroom and the kitchen and still nothing. Last effort was their bedroom, which was also empty. Creed cursed loudly and threw his bags to the ground, pulling out his phone again to try and call Train again. However, he was stopped when he saw a different name pop on his screen. Curious, he answered, wondering why they were calling.

"Ms. Miller?" Creed asked, puzzlement evident in his voice.

He heard the woman sigh in relief. "Creed, good. I'm glad I had the right number. Are you with Train?"

Still confused, Creed sat down on the bed and ran his fingers through his hair. "No. And he won't answer his phone. Something's wrong, but I don't know what."

Charlotte nodded over the phone. "Yes. It did. He called asking for Sephiria's number."

Creed blinked. "Sephiria Arks?"

"Yes." He heard Charlotte sitting down. "I haven't heard from her yet, but maybe that's why Train isn't answering for either of us. He sounded so frantic when I called him and hung up so suddenly I was worried. When he didn't answer I decided to try you."

Creed was silent for a minute, trying to take in all her words as well as deal with his own stress. "Why did he want Sephiria's number?"

"I'm not sure, but I think it has something to do with a man named Dante or Edo." He heard the woman flipping through some papers.

Creed sighed. "Or both based on the messages I was getting…" He put the detective on speaker so he could still hear her as he looked through Train's messages again. Creed stopped on the message that worried him the most, hoping he was misreading it. "Did you get anything out of him?"

"The most I was able to get out of him was something about someone still being locked up and someone attacking him." Charlotte had put Creed on speaker phone as well so she could use both hands to go through some files.

"There was a fight a few nights ago between him and this bastard officer named Edo. He's a dirty cop that likes to see how far he can push Train until he falls off the edge. And he finally did it and Train went after him." He fell against the bed, his heart breaking as he read his cat's messages over and over again. "They're relationship has always been contentious, but what he said to Train was unforgivable and I don't blame him for the way he reacted. However, it got him suspended."

The detective was silent while Creed spoke, making sure she listened to each of his words carefully. "What did he say?"

Creed twitched, not wanting to repeat those words. "Let's just say, they were derogatory about our relationship."

Charlotte didn't need him to elaborate. "Train could have a case against him."

Creed nodded. "Yes, except there were no witnesses to confirm what he said. In fact, the other officer who was on duty denied what was said. On top of all this, that same night Train took a beating for a teenager they were harassing for possible possession of a weapon."

"Did they have a weapon?" Charlotte asked immediately.

"No." Creed answered firmly. "Train patted him down, but they didn't believe him and attacked the kid. Train, being the amazing person that he is, protected him with his own body. He took quite a beating before Edo was pulled off by the other officer."

The woman sighed heavily. "Let me guess, the other officer claimed this did not happen."

"Correct. In fact, they both said it was done to him by a perp. All their captain saw was Train attacking him in the parking lot after that conversation I mentioned in the car…" Creed felt like crying now. His cat was going through so much, yet he had no idea where Train was.

The woman could feel his sadness through the phone and tried to comfort him. "I'm sure he's fine, Creed. Like I said, he's most likely talking to Sephiria right now. Did this other officer press charges?"

Creed saw where she was going with her thought process and sat up. "I didn't think of that…" While he understood why his cat did what he did, Creed wouldn't put it past Edo to press charges.

My love did technically break the law… Maybe he needs a lawyer to get him out of trouble and he's too embarrassed to tell me.

Now he really needed to find Train. He needed to let him know he wasn't mad. Creed saw it as Train defending himself and their relationship. How could he ever be mad at that?

But what does any of this have to do with Dante…?

"Ms. Miller? Could you by chance tell where he was when you called him? Did it sound like he was outside or near a train station or anything?" If Creed could narrow down where he might be, he could use his vast knowledge of Train to pinpoint an exact location.

Charlotte thought about their conversation and tried to remember what the background sounded like. "He was definitely outside. I heard people talking, a dog bark, and even some kids screaming and crying. But I didn't hear any cars. If I had to guess, I'd say he was at a park."

Creed smiled. "Thank you. That helps a lot. I need to go find him. I'll call you with an update later."

They said their goodbyes and hung up. There were only three parks in their city they could easily take public transportation to.

And only one that as a particular tree we both love.

Creed smiled as he stared up a tree and saw his cat laying on a high branch.

"Train! What are you doing up there?"

His cat didn't sit up, but looked down at his partner and tried to give him a reassuring smile. "Just… Thinking…"

Creed saw right through his love's facade and began climbing the tree. He wasn't nearly as good at climbing trees as Train was, but he was athletic enough to get himself a few branches away from Train.

His cat was still a little higher than Creed, but he was able to see his face and note the faraway look his love had. The silver man sat with one leg dangling off the edge leaned against the side of the tree so he could keep Train in his sight.

"Train… Are you okay?" He spoke a bit loud so his cat could hear him, but tried to make sure he sounded concerned since he was pretty sure Train thought Creed was mad at him.

His love didn't answer at first and when he did, he tried to hide the hurt in his voice. "I… Don't know…"

Creed frowned up at him and wished Train would look at him so he could see the loving look in his eyes and know he wasn't mad. "Train, I'm not mad at you."

This made Train turn over and look at him, blinking in confusion. "What? Why would you be mad?"

Creed heard his love's voice was a little slurredand returned his confused look with one of his own. "I thought you were avoiding coming home because you didn't want to tell me Edo was pressing charges. Isn't that why you called Sephiria?"

"What? Hold on, I'm coming down." Train sat up and threw his legs over, then pushed himself to the edge of the branch. He dangled by his arms, swung his body back and forth for momentum and landed a few inches from Creed.

When Train landed he groaned louder than he meant to, which alerted Creed to his current physical state. His cat had a large red mark on his neck and the silver man could clearly see what looked like bite marks. His bottom lip was swollen terribly, which explained his beloved's slight lisp. Instead of Train's lips being their normal light pink shade, they were a darker red, making Creed wonder if they were starting to bruise. Both his cat's cheeks were red and swollen, which only added to Train's slurred speech.

As Creed watched Train sit cross legged in front of him, the silver man tried to smile sincerely to comfort his cat, reaching a hand out and squeezing his leg. Train put his legs down either side of the branch and scooted closer to Creed until he was between his partners legs, leaning his head against the silver man's shoulder. Creed wrapped his arms around his love and placed both his legs on either side of the branch as well, running his fingers through his love's hair and along his back.

"How did you find out I called Sephiria?" He cuddled closer, trying to use Creed's body to help him forget the feel of that other man on him.

"Charlotte called me. She told me you asked for Sephiria's number. We were both really worried about you and since you wouldn't answer either of our calls we did some detective work and I was able to narrow down where you were." Creed held him a little closer, feeling his cat shaking a little.

He let out a sad laugh. "What do you mean Edo pressed charges?" Train wanted to be more mad at this news, but he still felt numb after that incident. He used the last of his strength on his conversation with Sephiria, and now all he wanted to do was fall into his partner and sleep.

"Isn't that what happened? Your texts were so erratic I couldn't make sense of anything. While I understand why you attacked Edo, it is something he can press charges on you for if he wanted to."

Train froze a little. "I… Didn't think of that…" The thought hadn't occurred to him and now Edo had even more of a reason to get back at him. "Hopefully that video will work…"

He didn't realize he spoke his thoughts out loud and Creed looked down at him confused. "What are you talking about, Train? What is going on? Did Edo do something to Dante? Is that why you needed to talk to Sephiria?"

Train sighed deeply and buried himself further into Creed, grabbing his roommate's hand for support as he spoke. "No. Dante is still locked up. I was talking to Sephiria about how to get him out. She's gonna call me back with more details later, but she's confident she can get him out."

Creed frowned at his cat and squeezed his hand gently. "That's good news, isn't it? Why are you so upset?"

All Creed heard for a few minutes were the muffled sounds of the people below. He was going to speak again, but Train finally found his voice. "Edo attacked me."

Creed sighed deeply and rubbed his lower back. "I can tell that just by looking at you. Why didn't you get checked out by a hospital?"

Train shook his head. "No… I can't do that." He shuttered and pushed his face into Creed's neck. "It was… More than just a physical attack…"

Realization suddenly hit Creed and he felt his stomach drop. "Train, was it like… What happened with Izo?"

As hard as Creed tried to forget that night, he couldn't. It was one of the worst nights of his life and he knew he would never be fully over it. The comfort he took in the whole incident was it ended up being the event that resulted in his current relationship with his cat, and he now saw it as a price he was willing to pay. Still, what happened to him was traumatic.

And now it seems like my cat has experienced that same trauma…

Train's body shook and Creed could tell he was trying to stop himself from crying. His beloved pressed harder into him, his body tense as he tried to desperately control his emotions. Creed's heart broke and he held his cat as close as he could.

"Train… My cat. I'm so sorry that happened to you." He ran his fingers through his chocolate locks and kissed the top of his head gently. Creed knew Train was probably trying to forget how it felt to have someone force themselves on you, and the silver man was his biggest comfort.

He heard his love choke back another sob and squeezed his hand again tightly. "Train… It's okay. Let it out. It won't help holding it in."

Train remained frozen for a few more seconds, but when he felt his partner's tender hands against his back and hair, clutching his fingers tightly, he couldn't control himself anymore and let out a loud sob. When Creed kissed his head lovingly, his heart exploded and gripped his partner's shirt tightly. He let tears fall from his eyes freely, burying his face as far as he could into Creed's chest and letting himself feel the hopelessness he had experienced a few hours ago.

Creed allowed his shirt to be soaked with his love's tears. Afterall, how many times did Train ruin his clothes for Creed? It was the least he could do. He held his beloved tightly, brushing his hair with his fingers, kissing the top of his head as often as he could. They stayed like that for a while until the silver man felt his cat calm down fully.

Once his love's tears stopped flowing and his chest was no longer shaking, Creed pulled back and smiled at Train. He wiped his cat's tears away with the back of his hand and placed his lips against Train's. The cat jolted at the gestures and pulled away, touching his lips gingerly. When Train realized his lips were bruised and it hurt to kiss Creed he looked like crying again, but the silver man stopped him by pulling against his chest until he stopped sobbing.

When he knew his cat soothed enough, Creed spoke. "Is Sephiria going to help you with that as well?" Train didn't speak, which worried the silver man. "Train… Did you tell Sephiria about Edo, or did you only talk to her about Dante?"

Again, his cat was silent and Creed sighed. He pulled his love away so they were looking at each other and saw Train was avoiding his gaze. "Train…"

His partner still wouldn't look at him, so Creed placed a hand on Train's cheek, guiding him gently to meet his eyes. "Train, my love… I know how you feel, but you need to say something. He needs to be brought to justice, and that won't happen if you don't say anything."

Train looked into his heartfelt blue orbs for a second, then allowed his golden irises to fall. "It's not the same, Creed. Edo's a cop. He's protected. The entire precinct would die for him. He already has several allegations against him, all of which have either been dropped or ignored."

He knew there was a camera in the room where it happened, but there was a part of him that was scared to say that. Train thought if he mentioned the recorded evidence, that would mean he'd had to watch it and relive the entire moment. The cat wanted to forget about it, and that video would not allow that. It would repeat in his head for the rest of his life, he didn't need to know the digital world could replay it as well.

However, his partner was too smart and pieced together the puzzle Train hadn't even given him. "Did this happen at the station? Aren't there cameras everywhere?" When his cat didn't speak, he frowned. "Train… You know it was recorded, don't you?"

A deep, shaky sigh from his cat was the only answer he needed. Creed sighed as well and kissed him on the forehead, careful to avoid his bruises and pulled him back against his chest to caress his back again. "You can't hide your thoughts from me, Love. I've had my eye on you for too long. I could teach a class on Trainology."

This made his cat laugh, then finally nod his head. "It happened in the locker room. I saw a camera when I ran out of the room."

"Good." Creed said finally. He knew the street camera helped him out during his case. However, he could already tell what his beloved was thinking.

While there was a video in my case, it didn't record what happened to me. It only got what happened in the streets, not down the alley. I got off lucky with Izo being so easy to discredit. He's right, getting a cop who's been on the force as long as Edo is going to be hard.

He grabbed his cat's hand and squeezed tightly. "Train, I know this is hard and I know the situation is different, but… We need to try. I know the whole force is corrupted, but this guy is bad on so many different levels. He can't be allowed such power."

Creed let his love digest his words and he continued his caresses against his back. After a few minutes of silence, Train let out a long, unsteady, burdensome sigh and nodded again. The silver man smiled proudly at his love and kissed him on the head.

"When Sephiria calls back, I want you to tell her everything." When he felt Train tense up again, he held him tighter and gave him another kiss. "Don't worry, Love. I'll be right here with you. This time, we don't need to be questioned separately."

The silver man felt his cat relax and changed his smile from proud to love. He adjusted his back against the tree and let Train lay on him for a while longer. Creed then figured Train might need a change of subject, so he brought up something that was a bit more positive.

"So, Sephiria thinks she can get Dante out?"

Train nodded and Creed could feel him smile a little. "Yeah, she said something about a bond fund her firm has. While she doesn't think she can get all his charges dropped since he's confessed to all of them, she agrees locking him up for such low grade crimes is a terrible use of the system."

"Of course she does. She's awesome." Sephiria was the final push Creed needed to go to law school. He respected the woman almost as much as he respected Train, so he knew when the woman said something would happen, that meant it was true.

They sat in the tree for a while, Creed doing anything he could to keep his cat's mind on the present and not drift back to that horrible moment. When Train's phone rang, Creed felt his cat grow uneasy again and hugged him tightly. The golden man looked at his phone and saw Sephiria's number appear. He swallowed and gripped at his partner's hand nervously. Creed brought Train's eyes to his again and smiled warmly, rubbing his cheek fondly with his thumb.

"Train, you've got this."

Train smiled at his partner and answered the phone. As long as he had Creed there, he knew he could do anything.

Creed was lying on the couch reading one of his textbooks while Train was apparently setting the kitchen on fire. His cat was just over a week into his two week suspension and was fighting a severe case of boredom. Creed learned that this boredom was dangerous as his beloved offered to cook dinner. As the silver man saw some smoke leaving the kitchen, Creed couldn't help but think take out would be on the table very soon.

He laughed and put his book down. "Are you sure you don't want help?"

"Don't laugh! It's going to be amazing!" Train called from the other room. His sentence was followed quickly by a crashing sound and a yelp.

Creed couldn't help himself and laughed again at his beloved's expense. "Just let me know if you need any help."

The silver student smiled warmly as he watched the other room fondly. Train was still having a hard time dealing with what happened to him, but Sephiria worked her magic with Dante and the man was released a few days ago. This helped his cat immensely since he knew it was just one more thing off his plate.

However, the whole incident with Edo isn't as good…

The conversation regarding the officer did not go as well. Sephiria was extremely understanding and helpful, but she did admit going after a cop was going to be hard. Especially a cop who had been around for so long and had earned so much respect in the community.

Well, in some parts of the community. Other parts would love to see him behind bars and never come out. But, of course those parts don't matter to anyone.

On top of that, Train needed to get a rape kit done to see if Edo left any DNA evidence behind. It was extremely difficult to get his cat to agree to the kit and agree to press charges, but Creed was able to do it after another long conversation. Train had said over and over again he wasn't raped, but Sephiria explained to him that didn't matter, they needed to get whatever information they could get off his body in order to lock Edo up. His beloved even lost his clothes from that day, which wasn't a big deal, but was just another thing to remind his cat what happened.

I guess I lucked out in that department. When Izo attacked me, I was knocked unconscious and they couldn't get my permission to do anything like that. By the time I came to, any evidence that might have been there would have been long gone.

However, Sephiria promised she would do her best. Currently, she was trying to get the footage Train was talking about. Edo had several sexual accusations against him, but none of them ever even saw a courtroom. Sephiria had a bit of hope since there was video evidence this time and Train's description of the event was more violent than any of the other cases against the older man. But seeing how hard it was for the woman to even get the tapes pulled, his cat was constantly anxious. Doing things like cooking Creed terribly burnt meals helped keep his mind off it, and the silver man was more than happy to indulge his love.

Creed's thoughts were derailed when he saw even more smoke leave the kitchen, followed by more crashing, and then finally a beeping of their fire alarm. Train came running out of the kitchen to turn it off, and the silver student couldn't help but laugh at the sight of his cat. Train's hair was messier than usual, his clothes were black and covered in red sauce, and he even had some spaghetti tucked behind his ear. Creed didn't know how that happened, but the vision before he was adorable beyond belief and the silver student couldn't help but erupt in laughter.

Train glared at him which made Creed control his laughter and hide behind his book. His cat sighed and threw the noodle he was unintentionally hiding behind him and into the kitchen, then addressed his partner.

"Pizza?"

Creed smiled and nodded. "Sounds great."

Train pulled out his phone to make the call and frowned when he saw a number he didn't recognize. He ignored it and tried to make the call again. Once more, he was interrupted by the same number. Train attempted to hang up on it one more time, but on the third try, he finally decided to answer it.

"Who is this?" He asked, a bit annoyed at whoever kept calling him.

"Officer Heartnet?"

The whispered voice sounded panicked, but he acknowledged it as a woman he met a few weeks ago.

"Mrs. Goto? Are you alright?" Train couldn't help but hear how scared she sounded and his concern for her and her family grew immediately.

The woman was breathing heavily and speaking low, as if she didn't want someone to hear her. Train could hear her voice shaking frantically. "N-no, you said we could call if we felt like we couldn't trust the police, right?"

Train nodded, but realized the woman couldn't hear the gesture over the phone. "Yes, that's right. I'm suspended right now anyway, so I'm not really even a cop right now. What's wrong?"

The woman swallowed. "Yes, Dante told me about your suspension which is also why I felt safe calling. But… We need your help." Train allowed the woman a bit of silence as she calmed herself down to speak. "The police are here tearing our house apart. They said Dante was selling drugs and they're doing a search. The search isn't what concerns me though, I know there are no drugs here."

Train heard Tak crying in the background and Trish paused her sentences as she lifted the child to calm him. The cat could tell it didn't work as the boy's screams had gotten louder. It was loud enough that even Creed heard it and the man set his book down and sat up, looking at his beloved fearfully. The golden man waited as Trish shushed her child and continued.

He heard her close a door before she spoke. "What scares me is this came out of nowhere and so soon after Dante was released. That same officer who arrested him the first time is here as well, so I can't help but feel like this isn't a coincidence."

The cat felt his face grow pale at the mention of Edo and looked at Creed gravely. The silver man stood up and approached his love, wrapping a protective arm around him. Feeling his partner's comfort Train took a deep breath and continued his conversation.

"Do they have a warrant?"

Trish tried to shush her child as she spoke to Train. "I asked them and they wouldn't answer. Officer Edo took Dante outside with someone else named Clark I think."

Train felt his stomach drop lower, knowing that man would only make things worse. "I know him too… He's almost as bad as Edo." Just a few days ago, he thought Clark was worse. After his encounter with Edo, he knew he couldn't have been more wrong.

"From what I've seen, you're right." She paused and Tak calmed down a little, then spoke to Train with the most distraught and desperate tone the cat had ever heard. "I'm really scared. You've been to my house, you know we don't have anything. I haven't heard anything from Dante in so long and I don't know what to do. I thought maybe you could come and talk them down. Tell them you know us and maybe they'll go away."

Train sighed and leaned into Creed who was holding him firmly. "I hate to tell you, but they all hate me there. And my relationship with Edo is…"

He couldn't finish his sentence as he felt himself reliving the moment, but was able to shake it off as Creed ran his fingers through his hair. He sighed and finished his thoughts. "Let's just say, they won't listen to me."

Another pause and Train could hear furniture being turned over in the background. Tak started to cry again and he could hear the sobs coming from the woman as well. "Train… Please…"

Hearing the woman using his first name, the cat couldn't resist. He looked at Creed sadly, the silver man having heard the whole conversation. Creed wanted to tell his cat not to go, but that look Train was giving him didn't allow him that luxury. Instead, he nodded and smiled sadly at his beloved, holding him tight against his chest as Train rested his head on his shoulder.

"I'll be there as soon as I can. Hang tight until then."

He hung up the phone and embraced Creed as well. The silver man felt ready to cry as he hugged Train tightly. Train rubbed his back adoringly, trying to calm his boyfriend down.

"I'll be back soon, Creed."

The silver student held him tighter before he pulled away. Train kissed him deeply and caressed his cheeks lovingly. When they parted, his cat gave him the trademark cheeky smile that never failed to make Creed weak in the knees, then left quickly.

There was something in the silver man's gut that told him to chase after Train and hold him tight. He watched him go helplessly, repressing the feeling as he smiled and waved goodbye to his love. Creed watched the door for a few more minutes, hoping his cat could come back before he sighed sadly and walked into the kitchen to clean up his beloved's mess. Maybe that would help this sense of dread forming in his heart.

Train got to Hillwood very quickly since he decided to take a taxi instead of the bus and train like he did before. He gave the driver Trish and Dante's address and got there within ten minutes, promising the driver extra money if he drove fast. He made sure the man knew he was a cop, but left out the fact that he was suspended. The cat threw some money at the driver and jumped out of the car quickly, barely noticing as it pulled away. He was across the street from the house and saw Dante laying on the pavement, face first, at the bottom of the stairs to his apartment.

The golden man walked up to the scene and froze when he locked eyes with Edo. The older man was giving him that same lascivious look from their most recent encounter, but Train could also see the fury he felt at the younger man for pressing charges. They held their gaze for a few minutes, before Clark broke up the precarious reunion with a loud laugh.

"Oh look! Officer Kitty is here! Think you can keep your hands to yourself, Officer Edo?"

Train wasn't surprised Edo had told his friend about the situation. He also wasn't surprised Clark took his side immediately and didn't believe anything Train had to say. Just as he thought, coming here was probably a waste of time.

Edo smirked and licked his lips at the cat, even going so far as to give him a wink. He was clearly already trying to set Train off, and now that he knew why he did that, the golden man knew how to better handle it.

"I think I'll be fine, Officer Clark. Just because Heartnet hates me so much that he feels the need to make wildly false accusations against me, doesn't mean I'll give the cat what he wants and cave into his disgusting desires." Edo said this to Clark, but his eyes never left Train.

The golden man knew he was looking for Train to react in some way, but he chose not to. Instead, he crossed the street quickly to get a better idea of what was happening. He wanted to make a smartass remark to them, but knowing that would only encourage Edo to be more insidious, Train decided to keep it business only.

"Officers, what seems to be the problem here?" His voice was calm and professional, which made both the policemen look at him confused.

Edo's grin became more hungry as he quoted himself from their previous confrontation. "Where are all those smartass remarks I've become so fond of?"

Train suppressed a shiver as he glared darkly at the man. "Answer the question, officer…" He kept his voice cold and emotionless, refusing to give the man what he wanted.

Edo's grin faltered as he looked back down at Dante who hadn't said a word since Train entered the conversation. The man was shakin against the pavement, hands cuffed behind his back as Edo and Clark both had their guns pointed at his back.

"We're searching this scumbag's house for illegal narcotics. We got a tip about an hour ago." Clark answered Train firmly. "Why is this any business of yours? Aren't you still suspended?"

Train glared at Clark. "That just makes me a civilian visiting a friend. I came to check in on Trish and her son. They've had a rough couple of days and I wanted to make sure they were okay." The cat then glanced at Edo, who was again eyeing him obscenely.

How does no one else see this? Scratch that, how did I not see how sick and perverted he was?

"Officer Edo has pending charges against him. He shouldn't be on duty. Why is he here?" Train kept his deadly glow aimed at Edo, letting him know he wasn't going to take any of his bullshit.

Clark responded for his partner. "We all know those charges are bogus. You're just trying to get back at him for that joke he made a few nights ago. Jeez, get a sense of humor."

Train ignored his comment and addressed Dante. He kneeled on the ground next to him and spoke kindly. "Are you hurt, Mr. Goto?"

Dante was violently vibrating on the ground, but was able to shake his head to Train's question. The cat smiled and looked up at the officers again, who still had their guns pointed at the prone man. "He's cuffed and on the ground. Is it really necessary to have your guns pointed at him as well?"

Clark growled at the cat. "How do we know he or his family aren't armed?"

Train growled in frustration. "You mean the shaking man on the pavement and the pregnant lady with her seven-year-old son?"

"How the hell do you know them, Heartnet? Why do you care so much about his scumbag?" Edo's voice sounded cold, but also curious. Train also thought it was strange he was calling him by his name instead of cat or any other derogatory terms.

Clark laughed. "This pansy has a soft spot for this dirtbag. You know better than anyone else how the cat can get around certain people, Edo."

Train found it strange that Edo was not laughing with his friend, but instead looking at Train strangely. "Well, is that what it is, Heartnet? Have you grown fond of this criminal here? What would that lawyer of yours think about that?"

Again, Train didn't understand why Edo was suddenly sounding so…

Jealous? Is this bastard jealous?! He tries to rape me and now he's jealous and creating stories in his head?!

Train glowered at Edo, giving him the most heated look he could muster. "They're old friends." Was his simple reply.

Clark scoffed at Train, but his gun remained steady on Dante who was still convulsing on the ground. Edo, on the other hand, put his gun away and stepped away from Clark.

"Clark, keep an eye on Goto. Give me a minute to get rid of Heatnet."

The other officer nodded. Edo walked over to Train and grabbed his arm, pulling him away from the man on the ground and towards their car. Train ripped his arm away and refused to move out of the public eye. It was bad enough he had gotten him all the way to their vehicle so quickly, but he wasn't going to let him go any further.

He glared at the older man and whispered harshly. "In what world makes you think I would ever go anywhere with you?"

The older officer scowled at him, then leaned closer so Train could hear him, but no one else could. "I thought I told you I owned you after that day, Kitten. Guess that fact didn't sit well with your boyfriend at home?"

Train felt him run his hand subtly down his arm, enough that the cat could feel it, but not so obvious anyone else saw it. The golden man growled loudly and pushed him away. "Don't. Touch. Me."

Each word was said with more venom than the last one and he stepped away from the man. Edo grabbed his wrist just like that day, but Train wouldn't let him get away with it this time. The cat twisted his hand and moved it up, then used his other hand to rip it free and move over to Dante and Clark again. The man on the ground was in no position to see the short encounter and even if Clark did see it, he would deny it. And Train was positive both of their body cams were off by now.

"Freeze, Heartnet!" The angry voice came from behind him, and Train knew Edo was pointing his gun at him.

Train did as he was told and stopped walking, putting his hands up. Clark cocked an eyebrow at his fellow officer, but left his gun on Dante. The cat sighed deeply, feeling Edo stepping towards him.

"Officer Heartnet just threatened me. I need to check him for weapons." Edo said as he took another controlled step towards Train.

Clark nodded, his gun steady on the poor man on the ground, but didn't respond. Train could do nothing as Edo pressed his fingers against his shoulders and arms, patting him down with his unarmed hand. He felt his body tense up as Edo patted his sides and chest, lingering too much for Train's liking on his stomach before he got to his hips and legs. The cat growled as Edo very obviously fondled him in front of Clark, the other officer either not seeing or not caring about what was happening.

Train suppressed a yell when Edo actually grabbed him firmly between the legs, the golden man able to feel the grin on the older man's face as he let his hand rest there far longer than should be permitted in any legitimate pat down. The officer stood and lowered his gun.

"He's clean, but I should still take him in just to be safe." Edo placed a hand on his shoulder which Train jerked firmly out of.

"We both know what you're trying to do and it won't work. Do you have proof I threatened you? Why don't we check your body cam? Or the dash cam on the car? I also don't think it's wise to personally bring in the guy that has sexual assault charges against you." Now it was Train smirking since he knew he had him.

Edo growled and pushed Train towards Clark and Dante, then on his knees. "Fine then. On your knees, Heartnet. I'm not letting you out of my sight until this search is over."

Train glared at Edo as the older man pulled his hair roughly, but again subtly so no one but the cat would notice. The officer smiled down at him, obviously enjoying the golden man's position to him.

The cat ignored him as he looked back at Dante, who was crying quietly. "Mr. Goto, everything will be alright. I won't let them hurt you."

Again, the man didn't respond vocally, but Train could tell by his body movements that he was terrified. The man twitched violently in fear, which set Clark off and Train heard him cock his gun and step closer.

"DON'T MOVE, SCUMBAG!" He yelled loudly as he stepped closer.

Edo's gun was still on Train, but both of them were looking at Clark and Dante now. Dante did his best not to move, but he had no control over his body at this point and twitched again. Clark yelled at him again and took another step forward, now only a few feet away from the trembling man.

Train looked at Clark uneasily. "Officer Clark… Stand down. There's no threat here…"

Clark ignored the cat and kept his eyes on Dante. However, the cat's ears perked when he heard Edo cock his gun behind him and grab his shoulder roughly. Train didn't concern himself with this as he was too concerned with the situation happening between the other two men.

When Dante let out a loud sob, Clark growled and slammed his foot on the prone man's back, making him cry out in pain as he was now pinned to the ground by a large officer. Again, Train tried to speak, but felt Edo hit him in the back of the head with the butt of his gun.

"Keep your mouth shut, Kitten." There was an emphasis on the last word that Train didn't like, but also didn't have the time to care about when Clark leaned over Dante.

The man was mumbling something to himself that Train couldn't hear, but he had a feeling the man was begging for his life. Clark saw him flinch again when he leaned forward, the gravel digging into his stomach and chest which made it impossible to not inadvertently adjust yourself.

This must have been the last straw for Clark as he fired a shot. However, before he could, Train threw himself forward, ripping himself out of Edo's grasp and onto Dante. The officer's bullet flew in the air and hit Train in the shoulder, forcing the cat back and onto the street. Dante was now scrambling away, realizing Clark was trying to shoot him again.

Train realized this as well and was on his feet almost as quickly as he had been knocked onto the ground. Edo made to grab him again, but was too slow as the cat was blocking Clark's shot again, taking another bullet for Dante. The second one hit him in his forearm since the golden man reached out with said arm to stop the shot.

Train rolled on the ground clutching his arm tightly, biting his lip to prevent himself from screaming at the pain. He heard Edo shout at Clark, the cat's ringing ears making it impossible to understand what they were saying. As he rolled on his side, he couldn't stop his cry of pain as he accidentally put pressure on the shoulder that was shot.

He heard Clark yell something else and move away from him. Dante had found a way to his feet and was running to his house. The cuffed man was also screaming, probably something to his wife but again, Train could only hear ringing. The cat's body moved on its own as he jumped up again and in front of Clark, once more taking another shot, this one to his lower back. The force of it spun him around so he was facing the officer and was shot one more time in his stomach.

When Train was shot in the back he suddenly saw Creed's face in front of him. He blinked at the sight, but before he could react the shot to his stomach hit him. As the next shot collided with his stomach, Train's vision flashed once more to his smiling partner, this image a bit more steady which convinced him Creed was actually there. The cat collapsed on the stairs to the apartment loudly, not able to hear whether or not he screamed, but also not caring as he tried to focus his thoughts on what he was seeing.

He tried to keep his eyes open so he could see what was happening, but it was just a blurry mess. When his head hit the concrete step, he saw another flash of Creed, making him say his partner's name. Train heard voices around him, but couldn't decipher who any of them belonged to. He saw a blue light flare quickly and heard someone else fall, but again didn't really care what that meant. The golden man was too busy searching for Creed's voice, absolutely positive the man was here and desperately needing to see him.

Train's golden eyes searched around, calling his partner's name loudly. Or at least he thought he was. Everything was so chaotic at this point, he didn't know what was real and what wasn't. He didn't understand why he was suddenly seeing Creed and all he knew was he wanted to find the man. To protect him from what was going on. His blood was flowing freely from his body, but he was too weak to stop it. Train's head throbbed painfully, yet none of that mattered if Creed was here and in danger.

His eyes shut again which is when he saw Creed's smiling face. Train called to him and opened his eyes, but the vision disappeared and was replaced by the blurred night sky and flashing blue and red lights. Once more, he shut his eyes and saw Creed again. This time they were together at Sven and Eve's wedding, dancing to the last song of the night.

Train felt himself smile at the sight and called out to Creed again, but not as loud this time, his mind trusting that he was with the silver man. The vision changed to the two of them sitting on the couch together as Train started a wrestling match with his partner. Another flash and he and Creed were sitting against their tree together, both of them being younger and more naive. Another and they were in their school's library, studying for Tanaka's class.

The cat was barely aware as he was lifted into the air on something hard. Again, he didn't care as he called for Creed, his body being strapped down and hearing muffled voices around him. None of this mattered as he was now seeing his first kiss with Creed, when they were leaving the hospital and Train realized he had felt something more for the man than he was willing to let admit at the time. Next he was against Creed's chest on a branch, from just a few days ago.

He could vaguely feel himself being wheeled away and into a room as people banaged him up and connected him to some machines. However, at this point he could hear Creed's peaceful voice in his ear, telling him how much he loved Train. The cat said his name again quietly, a tear running down his face as he could have sworn Creed placed his lips against his.

Train reached his hand in the air and it was immediately pushed back down and wrapped up with something. He didn't fight it as he felt Creed's arms around him, hearing his soothing voice once more echo against his skull.

"Train, I love you."

"Creed…" He said longingly, another tear falling from his eye.

"I love you, Train."

Again, Train tried to reach for him, but his arm was pushed down again. More voices he couldn't hear behind the constant ringing and his need to search for his partner's voice.

There was one more flash of Creed in front of him, Train saying his name one more time before darkness took over.

Creed burst through the doors of the hospital and ran immediately to the desk. His body was moving on automatic now, everything around him had disappeared except whatever was in front of him the second he received the call about his cat. Once he had Train's location, he ran down the hallway, ignoring any shouts behind him to stop.

When he reached the room, he froze at the sight. Train was unconscious, hooked to too many gadgets to count. His face was covered with an oxygen mask and he looked almost unrecognizable from the bruises and scratches. The hospital staff clearly made an attempt to clean him up, but the priority was keeping him alive and stable.

His blue eyes glanced down at this wrist and saw something that made his blood boil. Rage took over his entire body and he found himself storming down the hallway again, searching for someone to yell at. His search was not in vain as he found two officers he recognized speaking to their captain. Creed approached him quickly, his footsteps so loud it brought all three men's attention to him.

The silver man ran and pushed Edo as hard as he could, but the large man barely moved behind his petite body. Creed didn't care as he tried to push him again, this time Edo ready for the blow and not moving at all. When he tried to hit him again, he felt Clark grab his arm and restrain him. Creed fought against the arm and addressed the man in front of him, knowing he had something to do with all this.

"WHY IS HE CUFFED TO THE BED?!" Creed yelled so loud the entire hallway stopped in their steps to stare.

It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop and no one responded. Creed tried to rip his arm free of Clark's grasp, but to no avail and screamed again.

"ANSWER ME YOU PERVERTED BASTARD! WHY IS TRAIN CUFFED TO THE BED!?"

His question was answered not by Edo, but by the captain. "Mr. Diskence, it's standard procedure. He attacked Edo and Clark unprovoked and almost prevented them from taking in a drug dealer. He's needed for questioning when he wakes up."

Creed's fury was turned to the captain. He wasn't aware of how deadly his look was, but it was certainly enough to actually get a reaction out of the seasoned officer. Kanon's eyes widened a little and he even took a subtle defensive stance.

"QUESTIONING?! You need to question him?! Train was shot four times by this monster and you need to question him?!" Creed's violent voice was deafeningly venomous. It was hard to respond to such rage.

"Actually, I'm the one who shot him." Clark responded while still holding him back from attacking anyone.

Creed tried to kick him from his position, but found it to be impossible. "WELL FUCK YOU TOO THEN! YOU'RE ALL GARBAGE! FILTH!"

"Trust me, Clark and Edo will be under investigation as well." Kanon said quickly, hoping to calm the man down.

Creed growled like a rapid wolf, still trying to rip himself free and attack someone. Each word he spat with malice, hoping he could kill the men with his words. "Then please… Explain to me why my partner is handcuffed to a bed, barely hanging on to life, while these two are standing comfortably with cups of coffee, BOTH OF THEM FREE AS A BIRD?!"

As he spoke each word became louder than the next until he was shouting again. No one around him was willing to tell him to be quiet, for fear of retaliation. Clark and Edo did not look at him, but Edo did finger his cup of coffee uneasily, as if he wanted to drop it and deny he ever had it. Kanon did not know how to respond to that. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but words did not come to him.

Creed growled again, his fire never subsiding as he spoke through gritted teeth. "I assume your silence means you've realized your complete and utter incompetence and idiocy and you're going to release Train and arrest these two behemoths?!"

There was silence for a second until Kanon's phone rang. Creed's eyes never left him as he answered it, watching the captain's demeanor fall to that of a beaten dog. His face became white and he rubbed his eyes painfully.

"Understood. We'll do that right now." He hung up and looked at Edo. "That was Heartnet's lawyer. Go uncuff him."

Edo let a flash of anger appear on his face. "His lawyer? Isn't this guy-" He thumbed at Creed. "-His lawyer?"

Creed was able to free himself from Clark's grasp as he had become distracted by the news as well and launched himself at Edo. The silver man knew what he really meant by that and wasn't going to take it. He pushed him again and stomped on his foot, causing the older man to drop his cup and muffle a scream. Clark pulled him away again quickly, before things got out of hand. Kanon stepped between the two of them and addressed the fuming law student.

"Mr. Diskence, I recommend you control your emotions before you make things worse. Ms. Arks said she is on her way, but it will take several hours for her to get here. Edo will uncuff your partner right now and then head to the station immediately with Clark for questioning."

Both officers gawked at him, but Kanon put a hand up to stop them from speaking. The captain gave them a warning look that told them to keep their mouths shut.

Creed didn't acknowledge what he said, but took a deep breath and ripped his arm away from Clark again. He stormed back to Train's room before Edo could move. "There's no way in hell that shithead will ever be in the same room again with Train. Trust that there will be a restraining order in the very near future!"

The silver man was now grateful he had called Sephiria on the way over instead of waiting to hear what had happened first. He knew it was going to be bad and wanted to get on top of the legal portion before it was too late.

He heard Edo walk a safe distance behind him and pull out his keys. Creed stepped in the room first and ran next to his cat. He grabbed Train's hand gently, using his other one to run his fingers through his hair. As he leaned over to kiss his cat on the forehead, he heard the officer enter and stand at the door. Creed growled when the older man didn't make a move towards his partner and turned to glare at him again.

"Well? Uncuff him." Creed controlled his emotions enough not to use the stream of curses his head was yelling at him, but he couldn't contain the rage he still felt.

Edo moved quickly to the cat and uncuffed him nimbly. Creed didn't give him the chance to do anything else as he pushed the large man away and stood between him and his beloved. He grasped Train's hand again, his other still caressing his hair and face as he continued to glare fire at the officer.

"Now get out. Expect a restraining order by tomorrow." They already spoke to Sephiria about that when Train was first attacked, but now he knew it was definitely going to be necessary.

Edo stayed for just a second longer before heading out the door without another word. Creed's face changed when he looked at Train, now fully able to take his whole cat in. He was happy to see his cat was breathing on his own. That meant the oxygen machine was only to help him, not breathe for him. Creed felt his eyes fill with tears as he looked his love up and down. He could see where he had been shot. The blood had seeped through the bandages a little, and Creed felt his heart drop to the floor.

Four shots… They shot at him four times…

The words rang in his head like a bad song. When he got the call his whole world fell apart. Not only was his cat shot, but he was shot four times. One shot was enough to kill a person if it hit the right spot, Creed didn't know how Train was still alive after four. Especially seeing one of those shots was in his stomach and knowing the other was in his back.

He eyed his cat's stomach tediously, glad that the bullet hadn't hit any spots that would have outright killed him, but anxious to see what the outcome of this wound would be. The good news was that none of his internal organs had been hit and none of the bullets were stuck inside of him. The bad news was he lost a lot of blood and hit his head pretty hard. Not only that, even though there was no bullet debris inside of him and his insides were intact, he still was hit fairly close to vital organs which meant the tissues surrounding it was in danger. While he was stable, his love wasn't out of the woods yet.

Creed stood and traced the bandage elegantly, making sure not to touch the wound as he felt a tear drip down his cheek. Creed didn't bother to wipe it away as his eyes fell back on his beloved's face.

Train's eyes were shut and Creed yearned to see those golden orbs twinkle with life. He wanted to see his love's playfulness run though his eyes and see that cheeky grin again. Creed would have given anything to see his cat wake up and give the silver man a noogie and tell him he was okay, but his heart told him that wouldn't happen.

Creed let his head fall on Train's chest and sobbed loudly. He clutched at Train's hospital robe desperately, as if his touch would bring his cat back to him. The silver student wailed freely against his love, praying his tears would wake Train up.

"Please… Let this be a dream…"

A week ago he was praying this wasn't a dream, and now he wanted it to be fake more than anything in the world.

His ears perked when the machine beeped a little quicker, as if something was happening to Train. Creed looked at the machine and then at Train, his heart racing when he saw a flash of gold. He saw it again and sat up, moving himself over to Train's face and putting his hand on either side of his face.

"Train! Are you awake?!" Creed's voice cracked with tears and hope as he gazed expectantly at his cat.

Train looked at Creed, barely seeing the man, not sure if he was even real or if this was all still just a dream or his life flashing before his eyes. He had seen the silver man appear in front of his face non-stop since the last two bullets made contact, and Train wasn't sure if any of this was authentic. However, the last few hours made him realize something and he needed to tell Creed, just in case this was real.

Without regard to his current state, Train used his bandage arm to take the oxygen mask off his face to address his partner. "Creed…" He said, having a hard time even saying that without the help of the machine.

Creed panicked and tried to take the mask from his cat. "Train, no! Stop it, you need that to help you breathe."

Train didn't let his roommate have it. He needed to tell him something before it was too late. "Creed… No, stop…"

The silver man frowned at his cat and heard someone walking down the hallway behind him. Not wanting to fight his love, but knowing he needed the machine back on his face, Creed decided to run after whoever it was to ask for help. He also wanted to let them know his cat was awake and they needed to check on him.

Train watched as Creed ran off and tried to grab him. "Creed, wait…" He tried to yell it, but his voice was too weak. He didn't have the air or stamina to speak any higher than a whisper, so his partner didn't hear him call his name again.

He reached out again when he saw the silver man's back disappear into the hallway. Train felt a tear fall down his face as his vision dimmed again, his body starting to give up as he struggled to say what he needed to say to Creed.

"Creed… I love you…"

Train's arm fell to the side of the bed, dangling uselessly as his words went unheard. As darkness took over, he shut his eyes and succumbed to the void. The last thing he heard was a long, sustained beep. Then... Utter nothingness.

This isn't the last chapter. Don't panic.