Unreturned
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Chapter 2
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Malik grinned evilly, slipping the Sennen Rod into his belt slowly. "Seto, Seto.." He began. "You owe me."
"Tell me what you want." He demanded, crossing his arms over his chest.
Malik laughed. "Silly Seto.." He came closer. "You, of course."
Seto's eyes widened. "What if I refuse?"
"'Nothing is too harsh.'"
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Noa paused in thought. 'What if he…hurts me again? While my defenses are down….' He shook his head and tried to pull away from Ryuuji's embrace.
"Please don't touch me," Noa muttered. Ryuuji felt his eyes warming with tears as he pulled his arms off of Noa's waist and sat back. He noticed that Noa's lips were bleeding and there was a wound on his neck. He couldn't have done this himself…there was no way. Not even if he were heavily intoxicated…which he couldn't think of any situation for.
"Noachan, I'm going to go get something to clean you up with, okay?" He told the smaller boy, before walking himself into the adjacent bathroom with no acknowledgement from Noa. He soon returned with a warm washcloth and a bit of ointment and rubbing alcohol. He sat himself back on the bed, setting the materials on his bedside table. Noa was staring away from him, expression saddened.
"Noa?" Ryuuji pressed. Noa looked to him quietly. "May I have permission to touch you?" He asked worriedly. Noa took a deep breath, and a small tear made it's way down his cheek.
"Yes…"
"Thank you." He whispered with a small smile. He reached over to get the warm washcloth and wipe at the spot on his little angel's neck. He poured a small bit of rubbing alcohol on the cloth, before speaking again.
"This might sting." He told Noa. Noa just looked at the cloth, then back to staring at the wall. Ryuuji really wished he knew what Noa was thinking about. He wished he knew what he'd done. He reached over Noa again, dabbing gently with the washcloth on his wound. Noa winced slightly, fisting his hands in the sheet that covered his waist.
After Ryuuji finished with the cleaning of the wound, he lightly rubbed some of the ointment over it with a sigh.
"I wish I knew what happened." He muttered to Noa indirectly. Noa looked to him, realizing how hurt Ryuuji was by the look in his eyes. Much different from the night before….Then, his eyes were cold, emotionless. Now, he was crying.
'Is he crying for me?' Noa wondered. He was still too sore to move…and he wished he could let Ryuuji hold him again. His hands were so soft…so gentle. Last night, that couldn't have been him….
Noa held his left wrist out and stared at it blankly. Bruises. It was bruised from how roughly Ryuuji had twisted it. He displayed the bruise to Ryuuji before telling him in a small voice,
"You did this."
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Seto scowled at the shorter boy, glaring down to him. "I didn't find that funny at all."
"Well then. I'll just have to replace that stick up your ass with something else, won't I?"
Seto shuddered.
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"Noachan…" Ryuuji cried. "I don't know what happened, but I'm sorry…I'm so very sorry…"
Noa touched his lips lightly, remembering the bite. He reached over and touched the tip of his fingers to Ryuuji's lips.
"Can't you taste my blood?" He asked. "Would it not still be there…"
Ryuuji repeated Noa's motion and shook his head. "No, I can't." He whispered. "Noa, I know you'll never forgive me…I wish I knew what made me do such a thing. But is there any way I can help you trust me?"
"I don't know."
Ryuuji furrowed his brow, still extremely worried. "Are you hungry?" He asked.
Noa shook his head. Ryuuji nodded. "Okay."
Noa pulled the sheet over him again, shivering from the cold. Ryuuji took a pillow and placed it back behind Noa's head.
"I'm cold.." Noa muttered. Ryuuji's face fell.
"I wish I could help…"
"Ryuuji…chan…?" Noa asked hesitantly.
"Yes, my little angel?" Ryuuji responded.
"I would greatly like for you to hold me." He muttered. Ryuuji smiled, scooting himself over and wrapping his arms around Noa lightly. He smiled into Noa's hair and wished this would all be over soon.
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Chapter 2
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Malik grinned evilly, slipping the Sennen Rod into his belt slowly. "Seto, Seto.." He began. "You owe me."
"Tell me what you want." He demanded, crossing his arms over his chest.
Malik laughed. "Silly Seto.." He came closer. "You, of course."
Seto's eyes widened. "What if I refuse?"
"'Nothing is too harsh.'"
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Noa paused in thought. 'What if he…hurts me again? While my defenses are down….' He shook his head and tried to pull away from Ryuuji's embrace.
"Please don't touch me," Noa muttered. Ryuuji felt his eyes warming with tears as he pulled his arms off of Noa's waist and sat back. He noticed that Noa's lips were bleeding and there was a wound on his neck. He couldn't have done this himself…there was no way. Not even if he were heavily intoxicated…which he couldn't think of any situation for.
"Noachan, I'm going to go get something to clean you up with, okay?" He told the smaller boy, before walking himself into the adjacent bathroom with no acknowledgement from Noa. He soon returned with a warm washcloth and a bit of ointment and rubbing alcohol. He sat himself back on the bed, setting the materials on his bedside table. Noa was staring away from him, expression saddened.
"Noa?" Ryuuji pressed. Noa looked to him quietly. "May I have permission to touch you?" He asked worriedly. Noa took a deep breath, and a small tear made it's way down his cheek.
"Yes…"
"Thank you." He whispered with a small smile. He reached over to get the warm washcloth and wipe at the spot on his little angel's neck. He poured a small bit of rubbing alcohol on the cloth, before speaking again.
"This might sting." He told Noa. Noa just looked at the cloth, then back to staring at the wall. Ryuuji really wished he knew what Noa was thinking about. He wished he knew what he'd done. He reached over Noa again, dabbing gently with the washcloth on his wound. Noa winced slightly, fisting his hands in the sheet that covered his waist.
After Ryuuji finished with the cleaning of the wound, he lightly rubbed some of the ointment over it with a sigh.
"I wish I knew what happened." He muttered to Noa indirectly. Noa looked to him, realizing how hurt Ryuuji was by the look in his eyes. Much different from the night before….Then, his eyes were cold, emotionless. Now, he was crying.
'Is he crying for me?' Noa wondered. He was still too sore to move…and he wished he could let Ryuuji hold him again. His hands were so soft…so gentle. Last night, that couldn't have been him….
Noa held his left wrist out and stared at it blankly. Bruises. It was bruised from how roughly Ryuuji had twisted it. He displayed the bruise to Ryuuji before telling him in a small voice,
"You did this."
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Seto scowled at the shorter boy, glaring down to him. "I didn't find that funny at all."
"Well then. I'll just have to replace that stick up your ass with something else, won't I?"
Seto shuddered.
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"Noachan…" Ryuuji cried. "I don't know what happened, but I'm sorry…I'm so very sorry…"
Noa touched his lips lightly, remembering the bite. He reached over and touched the tip of his fingers to Ryuuji's lips.
"Can't you taste my blood?" He asked. "Would it not still be there…"
Ryuuji repeated Noa's motion and shook his head. "No, I can't." He whispered. "Noa, I know you'll never forgive me…I wish I knew what made me do such a thing. But is there any way I can help you trust me?"
"I don't know."
Ryuuji furrowed his brow, still extremely worried. "Are you hungry?" He asked.
Noa shook his head. Ryuuji nodded. "Okay."
Noa pulled the sheet over him again, shivering from the cold. Ryuuji took a pillow and placed it back behind Noa's head.
"I'm cold.." Noa muttered. Ryuuji's face fell.
"I wish I could help…"
"Ryuuji…chan…?" Noa asked hesitantly.
"Yes, my little angel?" Ryuuji responded.
"I would greatly like for you to hold me." He muttered. Ryuuji smiled, scooting himself over and wrapping his arms around Noa lightly. He smiled into Noa's hair and wished this would all be over soon.
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