Hyoma's POV
Hyoma walked through the abandoned Dark Nebula's base. He had told the others he was looking for any clues as to where Doji had went, but he knew that wasn't true.
He had wandered around most of the building when he entered a dark room full of smashed screens. The black glass was scattered everywhere, and curled up in the middle was a red haired boy.
He was even skinnier than when Hyoma had last seen him, his once skin tight shirt hanging off his ribs. His hair was dirty, and his clothes ripped.
Reiji jumped back when he heard the door open, pressing himself into the wall. He looked up at Hyoma, eyes wide with fear. Never before had Hyoma seen anyone so scared, of him especially.
His face was bruised like he had been struck, dark and angry under his eyes.
Hyoma kneeled down, avoiding the broken glass, and tried to make himself appear smaller, less scary. It was a trick he had learnt when helping injured or sick animals back in Koma Village.
Reiji still looked terrified, but Hyoma was sure he saw a flicker of recognition in his eyes. It was quickly replaced by fear though. Hyoma crept forward slowly, trying not to make any sudden moves. He stopped when Reiji pushed himself further into the wall, like a cornered animal.
Hyoma paused, trying to think of a way to help the broken boy without scaring him any more. Then he heard a noise. Just quiet, the tiniest whimper.
Hyoma looked back at Reiji, saw the boy shaking, stifling sobs. Just like that, the last piece of anger and fear at this small trembling boy fell away. "Hey… Reiji, it's ok, I'm not going to hurt you." Hyoma said softly. A pause. Then, barely a whisper, Reiji answered. "R-really?" His voice had lost that manic insanity, now he just sounded scared, and so, so young.
Hyoma sighed sadly. What had Doji done to him? "Of course not. Why would I?" Reiji looked down as if ashamed. "I-I broke Aries."
"Hey, it's ok. Aries is fine; Madoka fixed it/her/him."
Reiji didn't look convinced. Hyoma took Aries out his pocket and held it out for Reiji to see. Reiji gazed at the newly fixed bey, reached a hand out as if to touch it, then quickly withdrew it. But not before Hyoma saw the blood, the open gashes and shards of glass.
"Woah, Reiji! What happened to your hands?" Reiji looked down, hiding his bleeding hands behind his legs.
"Cmon Reiji. Can I see at least?" Reiji looked up, distrusting, but Hyoma could see the pain in his eyes now. He needed help. Hyoma reached out his hands, and Reiji flinched away. "I promise I won't touch. Please, I only want to help."
After a few seconds of silence, Reiji hesitantly extended his hands, placing them carefully on Hyoma's upturned palms. Hyoma inspected them carefully. Several small black splinters in each hand, and a few big pieces. The cuts looked relatively new, not infected yet.
Reiji squirmed, uncomfortable in Hyoma's grip. "I'm going to have to take them out."
Reiji pulled his hands to his chest, a wild, panicked expression on his face. "…ok. Not now." Hyoma said. They are going to have to come out eventually, he thought. But he didn't need to force Reiji to let him. That wouldn't help anything.
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Notes: I don't know the Beyblades pronouns. Generally I think characters use he/him pronouns, but I don't know...
