Me again '^_^

First thing first: Thanx a lot for the reviews, I really appreciated them… You are so nice :***

English hadn't become my first language in these days, so as always, there might be mistakes here and there, sorry for that… Actually, in this chapter, there's a bit of slang and it's British. London is were I lived for a while and learned bad words and stuff (hanging out with friends, that's how I messed up my polite English ''''''^_^), so I thought it was a better idea for me to use British slang and don't try to make up the American… Hopefully it won't be too weird to those who speak or who learnt American English.

Disclaimer: No money, no Yuki (T_T), no Shuichi and no Gravitation, I own nothing (*sigh*)…

Will you take care of me?

Chapter three: Alone

"Repulsive, you are sickening"

"Yeah, I wonder why your music became that famous, it's hideous"

"But your bird likes it"

"Shut it, dumb-ass, you're here just 'cause you're huge, mate… and that bitch isn't my bird, I just fuck her once in a while"

The alley where the three boys were and where they had dragged Shuichi was dark, it was late at night and last latecomers' noises were fading out.

"What was a little punk doing, all by himself?"

"What the…?" Shuichi was scared. Three guys, apparently with no reason, had forced him to follow them, but his mind was dizzy 'cause of the alcohol he drank, hazy eyes and he was still too drunk to stand up and run, he could barely move. He was just looking at those guys with growing fear.

"C'mon guys, why did we take him here?"

"Fucking 'ell, you're deaf... we talked about it in the car already"

"Yeah, the boy here, is not just Bad Luck singer, but he's also a fag"

"A dick sucker, so tonight we got to show him how to behave properly… "

The night was icy, those guys were too close and Shuichi's solitude had cancelled any will from his heart. He shut his eyes, aware of what was going to happen, he said nothing anymore, there were no reasons for him to try and run away.

"If we trash your beautiful girlish face, I won't have to stand your stupid songs anymore"

Saying this, one of them kick Shuichi in the stomach, making him kneeling down to the ground

"What the hell, you don't even do nothing? You're a prick"

So those guys felt they had to show him life, they had to explain that man aren't suppose to be with man and that everything Shuichi represented was nauseating, heedless of the groans of pain and the red blood that was running out from his lips and wounds, they just raged on him.

"He 's not worth it" one said, landing a last kick to Shuichi's body that was lying lifeless on the asphalt.

They left him there, with torn clothes, blood that was running plentiful from the wounds.

Only the tears that were coming out of his eyes were the proof he was still alive and then, a groan, before everything faded away in darkness

"Yu ..... ki ..... h…help…."

*****

Yuki POV

When I knew what happened I skipped a heartbeat, I didn't listen to the detail on the phone and I couldn't help not to run, my entire body was shouting as I rushed to the hospital.... Just the idea that Shuichi's body, as well as his soul, had been violated once more was driving me crazy. I wanted to see him, my stupid fears, my meaningless night ghosts had vanished after the phone call I had that night

I run through the corridors, reckless of the nurse yelling at me, trying to stop me on one hand and on the other trying to get attention from me because they had recognised me.

When I reached the door of his room I stopped my run, I was panting: my blood was pulsating in my ears, my entire body was shaking in pain. My mind was absorbed by something close to guilt, to eternal love, to fear and protection and I didn't know what do.

I hesitated, before I touched the handle of the door with my fingers…

And there I listened to that conversation that was balm for my heart, but a sharp blade at the same time, that stirred up eternal happiness and desolate despair in my soul.

"Why… Just tell me why???"

"Excuse me, sir, don't shout, the patient is still convalescent"

"I'm sorry…"

"Don't worry Hiro, I understand you're angry, but I can't see why you're so mad at Yuki, it's not his fault"

"Why do you keep on defending him, why do you always deny such an obvious thing? When they found you, all you were doing was asking for his help… and he wasn't there"

"He wasn't the one who beat me up…"

"Stop it!!!! I don't know why I take all this. I know it wasn't him who beat you up, for god's sake, but you were drunk because of him; you were wandering at night all by yourself because of him; you didn't fight back because of him, because he took away from you the most beautiful thing that you had, with a simple gesture he took away your amazing will for living…

It's his fault your face is emotionless; his fault you always cry and you don't laugh anymore ... and it's his faking fault we're talking about him now after you almost died!"

My breath wasn't slowing down; I couldn't see people's expressions inside the room, but the burden of every single syllable, Hiro's truth and Shuichi's weak voice, were thundering in my ears.

"But now I'm fine…"

"But I was scared to see you die! Yuki is right on one thing, you're an idiot... what is that binds you to a person that doesn't want you, that pushes you away, takes you back whenever he likes and again, just tells you to leave as soon as he changes his mind and he gets bored?"

"Are you asking me why I love Yuki so much?"

"I don't think I can understand it…"

Hiro voice was exasperated, I was, by now, inert, I didn't know if I should have kept on listening or not, but Shuichi spoke almost right away and those words kept me bound to the door.

"How can you explain why or how you love someone? Are you able to explain why something is indispensable? What kind of sensation do you feel when you stop breathing or when the water of a warm bath cherishes you after a hard, cold day? Being they so pleasant and beautiful, essential, they do not have adequate words to be explained... and it was Yuki glance to have trapped me at first, so cold but so lonesome... and it's this loneliness that makes him silent, but not mute. I love Yuki because, with him, I feel protected, when he holds me close to him as well as when me yells at me, I know that I have nothing to fear because he takes care of me. I love the silence he gives me every time I speak too much, those dialogue that I can't have without my voice, but that, with him, I have in a thousand other ways. He has always taken me by hand and taught me to look at my dreams with different eyes and helped me to believe in them, he taught me to go far beyond the surface of emotions and people, and made me the custodian of the deepest secrets of his, he trusted me as no one before…He has taken care of me, in any facets of mine"

I widened open my eyes, the voice of Shuichi was thundering in my ears and I wanted to wrap my arms around him, kiss him and stop time. For him. Touch his china skin and tell him I want him by my side forever and a day… But again, I was froze at the door, no muscle was moving, my brain seemed powerless over my body.

Hiro's voice was a whisper, something in between comprehension and despair

"And so, why are you alone then?"

"Because he doesn't allow me to take care of him".

To be continued…