I knew they drugged me.

I was asleep, but conscious at the same time. I felt hazy and hot, especially down there.

There were voices, muffled but clear, distant yet near.

I couldn't move, couldn't see anything either. I had a blindfold.

I felt cold all over, naked and wet. There were hands on me, roaming, searching, touching all of me.

I knew I was screaming, but it wasn't like I was the one in control of my body. Everything was in a bliss.

I heard myself cry. I heard myself beg. I heard myself moan and groan.

I heard myself apologize. For not protecting myself, for not being strong enough. I felt ashamed of myself.

This is how my first was taken, huh.

When they entered, it felt like all of the rage, anger, all mixed emotions, were all being taken out on me.

I wonder what I ever did to deserve this.

It hurts. Please help me. Sei-kun... nii-san. Please...

My eyes fluttered open. I felt sore all over, but I can't remember why.

It was dark, but the misplaced... blindfold was letting a bit of light in. I can see what was happening if I raise my head a little under the blindfold.

I felt cold, like the wind was touching my skin. Like I was... naked.

My hips hurt like hell. My hands were restrained, and so were my feet.

I was... lying in a bed?

What the hell was happening?

My hazy thoughts led back to the night before. Meeting Shige-kun, sneaking out to the city, getting kidnapped, and...

Oh.

I tried to slip out of my restraint, but it was too tight. It was beginning to bruise, and feel quite numb.

Unfortunately, it attracted the attention of someone beside me, who spoke, "Be quiet, little brat."

"Wh-why am I here?" I choked out still, my throat too dry, probably from all the screaming I did. It burned to just get a single syllable, but I had to.

"I said be quiet!" He hissed, as if he was avoiding yelling but wanted to.

I struggled to restrain a whimper from escaping my lips. I'm not weak, I chanted, trying to assure myself but to no avail.

I heard the guy beside me sigh, "Just keep quiet, ok?"

Before I could reply, or even register what he had said, it became too bright that I forgot what I wanted to say. I let my sight focus for a minute. Once it did, I asked, "Why did you take it off?"

"Would you prefer wearing it?" I shook my head.

I took note of my body first. Sure enough, I was naked, and full of teeth shaped bruises.

How can I face my family now? Sei-kun, he always took care of me, protected me, along with nii-san. Now he wasn't here, I couldn't take care of myself. I thought I could, but I ended up like this.

And father- he hates the weak, the loser. Maybe that's why Sei-kun is his favourite. Because,

I am weak.

Maybe they mistook me for someone else. Maybe someone else they accidentally switched up with me when we were born. Maybe, I wasn't really an Akashi.

Either way, I could only imagine what my brother and father would look like when they see me. What they would say. Well, there is only one thing to say anyway.

Pathetic.

I closed my eyes. I wanted to cry, but my tears already ran out.

I hate it. I hate it here. I hate everything here.

I wished I would've just stayed home.

Once it registered in my brain that I have a companion in the room, I turned my head to look at him. The guy was smoking, his eyes distant yet alert.

He looked like a teenager, or an early twenties guy. Maybe a few years older than me. His eyes were a dark shade of grey, his hair a lighter one, almost white. He wasn't any taller than Aomine-kun, but he has a build. It suits a basketball player.

Wait... why am I thinking about basketball rather than escaping? I sighed.

Although, he had this delinquent feel on him- well, he wouldn't be here if it wasn't for that anyway, I guess.

I rattled the restrain once more.

"Hey," he called out, now sitting back on his spot, "if you want a repetition of last night, you should just call out to them."

"Hell no." I spat before I even knew it.

"Then be quiet."

Silence followed in the next couple minutes. I keep darting my eyes on anything and everything, trying to focus at the task at hand.

To get out of this hell hole.

But it wasn't easy when you're doing it naked, alone with a stranger.

"Why are you here?" I asked out of the blue. It was partly out of curiosity, but also to kill time.

"Cause." Of course, he'd say that. Another moment of silence.

The aura around him changed, and it was kind of calming, to say at least. It felt a bit more comfortable, despite my disadvantages.

My eyes darted back to the wall. They could at least have windows here, for a little scenery. Or just a television would suffice.

Shaking my head, I closed my eyes, wishing the blindfold was on instead. There was nothing to see here after all. Akashis really are too picky for their own good.

"Is someone watching us?"

"Maybe."

I blinked, "Then why do I still have to keep quite if they already knew I'm awake?"

"Kid, you're too chatty for your own good." A pause. "Shut up." I noticed the tone he used wasn't harmful at all.

Hmm, maybe this could work. He was quite... nice for a kidnapper. I smiled at him, or at least tried to. But it was hard for many different reasons.

Even so, Akashis never know when to give up.

I continued to pester him, with him limiting his answer to grunts and groans when he figured I wasn't going to stop anytime soon. I figured out he was the same age as me, too, that's why I'd been more comfortable in pestering him like he was my best bud. The last thing that came to my mind was asking for his name.

And that's how Haizaki Shougo entered my life.

This is short but the next one's gonna be long. Oh and massive canon divergence ahead. Be warned.