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Usual disclaimers, I do not own petshop of Horrors
D woke in the morning and carefully applied makeup to his black eye. It was amazing how much human makeup could hide, but still it wasn't perfect. Brushing the hair over his face, D stares into the mirror. Looking back at him was an unrecognizable face, once skinny and carefree. Now swollen and full of worry and fear. He takes a deep breathe and decides to start the day. Costumers didn't wait.
D walks to the front door and touches it. His heart felt heavy and he felt so tired. D slides his hand down the door and rests his head on the door and thinks. He never missed a day, would one matter. D didn't care anymore, D turns and walks back to the couch and lays down.
Tet-Chan walks over with some food. Hoping at least he could get D to eat. D just looked at the food the rolled over. The site of food made his stomach twirl. He didn't want to eat. Tet-Chan puts the food on the coffee table and touches D's shoulder.
"Please D, you must eat." Tet-Chan insists.
"I'm not hungry." D replies plainly.
"D." Tet-Chan watches as D pulls tighter into the couch trying to disappear. "If your hungry it'll be on the table."
D listens as Tet-Chan walks away. His pets needed him, but he couldn't find the energy in his soul to move. To disappear, that's what he wanted to do is to disappear. Find a hole and curl up and die. Or to maybe to find these last days just a dream. Next time he saw Leon everything would be okay. This couldn't be Leon.
Who knew how long D lay on the couch before a knock fell on his his door. D rolls over and sits up. The knock falls again on the door. D stands up and hurries to the door. Unlocking it and opening it a crack to see D standing there. To his horror Leon was drunk. He could tell by the smell of it.
"L... Leon." D sounds surprised.
Leon pushes on the door and knocks D back. Angrily he looks around the shop finding things to make his anger rise. He spins around and faces D who was picking himself off the floor. Without worrying about being careful, Leon grabs the front of D's dress.
"This place is a mess!" Leon shouts shaking him. "And why didn't you open today?"
"I wasn't feeling well." D blurts out.
"Lazy, that's what you are lazy!" Leon shakes D violently.
"Sorry." D cries out.
Tet-Chan bites Leon's leg. He had a devotion to D, and not just the fact D was his caretaker. Leon growls angrily and tosses D and far as he can throw him. Temper rising he kicks Tet-Chan as hard as he can. A howl of pain fills the room as Tet-Chan pulls back in pain and fear as Leon pulls out his gun.
"Damn rodent." Leon says in slurred speech.
"No!" D gasps and jumps on Leon.
The shot fires off barely missing Tet-Chan. Leon grabs D by the hair and tosses him to the ground. D screams unconsciously and arches his back. His breathe not coming back as easily as he thought. In D's moment of weakness Leon startles D and begins to punch him senseless.
D head reeled with pain, and confusion. His eyes skipped focus and soon he lay on the floor stunned. Unable to move, and barely able to breathe. He lay on the floor so stunned he barely herd Leon call for back up. He was going to blame this all on bullies... Let him, he didn't want to loose Leon. He deserved this, or so D thought. The world went black but still he could hear what happened outside.
"Damn what happened to him?" A ruff voice asks.
"Someone broke in I guess, he called me at the bar." Leon's voice lies.
Leon lied, D realizes with a fading mind. It was for the better, he didn't wish for Leon to get into any trouble. What happens next is nothing but flashes of daze. He didn't even realize he started screaming during some of this. After a couple hours D awoke to a seemly concerned Leon. How fake and how much a lie. D wanted to scream at him so bad. Something wanted justice, another still believed it would be better.
"D you all right." Leon asks concerned.
D wondered why Leon was acting so concerned. He was the one who did this to him. Maybe though he felt guilty. Dashing that dream was a doctor walking around the curtain flipping through his chart. His heart felt crushed under the sadness. Even in the room right now with two people, D felt so alone. So isolated in his mind, confined by fear and self doubt.
"Well, D, it looks like you found a nice man." He says with suspicions. "Your nose is broke, and I'm keeping you over night for observations."
Leon kisses D's hand, "I'll see you in the morning."
The doctor watches as Leon leaves, and the relief that seemed to wash over D's face. The doctor hooks the chart on D's bed and looks at him. He knew the signs he seen it a million and one times.
"Anything you want to talk about?" The doctor asks.
"No," D says quickly looking away.
:"If you need help I can help you." The doctor insists.
D doesn't respond. He looked away that his love could do this to him, also guilty that he couldn't do what Leon wanted him to do. He always screwed things up. Maybe that why Leon was so mad as of lately. The doctor sighed, he knew how hopeless this was.
"If you need to talk my names, Dr. Carter." The doctor leaves never noticing D's tears falling.
Usual disclaimers, I do not own petshop of Horrors
D woke in the morning and carefully applied makeup to his black eye. It was amazing how much human makeup could hide, but still it wasn't perfect. Brushing the hair over his face, D stares into the mirror. Looking back at him was an unrecognizable face, once skinny and carefree. Now swollen and full of worry and fear. He takes a deep breathe and decides to start the day. Costumers didn't wait.
D walks to the front door and touches it. His heart felt heavy and he felt so tired. D slides his hand down the door and rests his head on the door and thinks. He never missed a day, would one matter. D didn't care anymore, D turns and walks back to the couch and lays down.
Tet-Chan walks over with some food. Hoping at least he could get D to eat. D just looked at the food the rolled over. The site of food made his stomach twirl. He didn't want to eat. Tet-Chan puts the food on the coffee table and touches D's shoulder.
"Please D, you must eat." Tet-Chan insists.
"I'm not hungry." D replies plainly.
"D." Tet-Chan watches as D pulls tighter into the couch trying to disappear. "If your hungry it'll be on the table."
D listens as Tet-Chan walks away. His pets needed him, but he couldn't find the energy in his soul to move. To disappear, that's what he wanted to do is to disappear. Find a hole and curl up and die. Or to maybe to find these last days just a dream. Next time he saw Leon everything would be okay. This couldn't be Leon.
Who knew how long D lay on the couch before a knock fell on his his door. D rolls over and sits up. The knock falls again on the door. D stands up and hurries to the door. Unlocking it and opening it a crack to see D standing there. To his horror Leon was drunk. He could tell by the smell of it.
"L... Leon." D sounds surprised.
Leon pushes on the door and knocks D back. Angrily he looks around the shop finding things to make his anger rise. He spins around and faces D who was picking himself off the floor. Without worrying about being careful, Leon grabs the front of D's dress.
"This place is a mess!" Leon shouts shaking him. "And why didn't you open today?"
"I wasn't feeling well." D blurts out.
"Lazy, that's what you are lazy!" Leon shakes D violently.
"Sorry." D cries out.
Tet-Chan bites Leon's leg. He had a devotion to D, and not just the fact D was his caretaker. Leon growls angrily and tosses D and far as he can throw him. Temper rising he kicks Tet-Chan as hard as he can. A howl of pain fills the room as Tet-Chan pulls back in pain and fear as Leon pulls out his gun.
"Damn rodent." Leon says in slurred speech.
"No!" D gasps and jumps on Leon.
The shot fires off barely missing Tet-Chan. Leon grabs D by the hair and tosses him to the ground. D screams unconsciously and arches his back. His breathe not coming back as easily as he thought. In D's moment of weakness Leon startles D and begins to punch him senseless.
D head reeled with pain, and confusion. His eyes skipped focus and soon he lay on the floor stunned. Unable to move, and barely able to breathe. He lay on the floor so stunned he barely herd Leon call for back up. He was going to blame this all on bullies... Let him, he didn't want to loose Leon. He deserved this, or so D thought. The world went black but still he could hear what happened outside.
"Damn what happened to him?" A ruff voice asks.
"Someone broke in I guess, he called me at the bar." Leon's voice lies.
Leon lied, D realizes with a fading mind. It was for the better, he didn't wish for Leon to get into any trouble. What happens next is nothing but flashes of daze. He didn't even realize he started screaming during some of this. After a couple hours D awoke to a seemly concerned Leon. How fake and how much a lie. D wanted to scream at him so bad. Something wanted justice, another still believed it would be better.
"D you all right." Leon asks concerned.
D wondered why Leon was acting so concerned. He was the one who did this to him. Maybe though he felt guilty. Dashing that dream was a doctor walking around the curtain flipping through his chart. His heart felt crushed under the sadness. Even in the room right now with two people, D felt so alone. So isolated in his mind, confined by fear and self doubt.
"Well, D, it looks like you found a nice man." He says with suspicions. "Your nose is broke, and I'm keeping you over night for observations."
Leon kisses D's hand, "I'll see you in the morning."
The doctor watches as Leon leaves, and the relief that seemed to wash over D's face. The doctor hooks the chart on D's bed and looks at him. He knew the signs he seen it a million and one times.
"Anything you want to talk about?" The doctor asks.
"No," D says quickly looking away.
:"If you need help I can help you." The doctor insists.
D doesn't respond. He looked away that his love could do this to him, also guilty that he couldn't do what Leon wanted him to do. He always screwed things up. Maybe that why Leon was so mad as of lately. The doctor sighed, he knew how hopeless this was.
"If you need to talk my names, Dr. Carter." The doctor leaves never noticing D's tears falling.
