Chapter four: Falling to Pieces
A/N: Wow...many different viewpoints on the dog thing...yeah...well anyways I got a new idea while listening to a certain song so hopefully you'll enjoy this next chapter. Oh and here are the warnings: Cussing...I don't really want to say more (don't wanna give anything away) but hey if you're over 13 you're old enough to read this. And I'm listening to a few slow and sad songs as I write so...therefore...be prepared...
Shuichi was already walking out the door as I grabbed my keys off the small table next to the front door. He left the door open as he began running down the street, figuring I'd catch up to him, and I knew I eventually would. I shut the door behind me and locked it, placing the keys into my pocket as I began walking.
I soon realized that Shuichi was nowhere ahead of me...he couldn't have run that fast...at least I didn't think he could have. I shrugged lightly. Personally, I wasn't the one to worry about the worst thing happening to him...I'm sure he took a short cut somewhere and he'd end up at the pet store where I was heading. Shoving my hands into my coat pocket I remembered what was in there: It was the small ring box I had bought, it contained the engagement ring I was planning on giving Shuichi, and I practically forgot it was there. I didn't take it out, but thought about when I'd give it to him.
I had bought it sometime last week, intending to give it to him a couple of days after but that was the same time I had gotten my new deadline. I suppose I got started on that and didn't remember it any time afterward. I figured a year is long enough for Shuichi and I to be dating...I knew that by now if we were going to ever be apart it would have happened already. When we first started seeing each other I was pretty positive we wouldn't last this long...but surprisingly we did. Over time I think Shuichi got to me, he showed me what it was like to love someone...and to have that person love you back. And I wanted to make that love last forever...I was ready to legalize that commitment.
I was abruptly brought back from my thoughts from the sound of a loud punch. It was the all too familiar sound of skin hitting skin, a fist colliding with the other's jaw. As I heard the same sound continue, I began to wonder about where the sound was coming from. The only place I thought it might have come from was the alley ahead of me. It was a normally dark place, Shuichi and I always passed it everywhere we went because it was so close to our apartment.
It kept going, and something in my heart broke as I heard the next sound that exited the alleyway.
"Yuki..." was the lone word I heard whispered from my lover's lips. Someone was hurting him...someone was causing the one I loved pain...that someone was about to get killed.
I ran the few feet to the alley and entered it, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness for a moment as I tried making out the silhouettes in front of me. While I was wasting my time waiting for that the sound of Shuichi getting beat stopped and I heard his body slide to the ground as whoever was hurting him began to start toward me.
My eyesight still wasn't perfect so I didn't see what was coming next. I direct impact to the right side of my face sent me backward a few steps. I rubbed my jaw as I was halfway out of the alley, damn did that hurt like hell, and the man that just hit me was now able to make out a few of my features. I heard him chuckle softly as he saw me.
"Well if it isn't the fucking writer Eiri Yuki. The one all the women go gaga for because he writes some shit they call romance novels." the bastard began before shoving me all the way outside of the alley, himself included. It was then I noticed his features a little more clearly. He looked to weigh about one hundred and seventy pounds and to me it seemed he hadn't shaved in a while. His dark black hair was about shoulder length and his hateful eyes were a deep brown color. "I don't care much for you because my wife spends more time reading your damn stories than spending time with me. I've seen you hanging around with that stupid kid and I--" that was the final thing he got out of his damn mouth before I grabbed his shirt collar, shoving him against the wall outside the alley. As I did so I lifted him up a little, now looking directly up at him with hatred and anger in my eyes.
"No one calls him a stupid kid but me!" I shouted, throwing him into the street with as much force as I could gather together. He hit the pavement with a loud smack and I wanted to follow after him, beating him to inches of his death or possibly further. I couldn't now however, I had to check on Shuichi...if my boyfriend was hurt...that bastard would pay dearly.
I walked into the alley, the man I had thrown still hadn't moved, and kneeled down. I finally found him and lifted Shuichi into my arms. Luckily I still heard him breathing but he wasn't saying anything, he had to be unconscious. I bit my lower lip, this was the first time I've been this close to crying and I found myself pushing back his damp hair, kissing his forehead for just a few seconds. I kept him in my arms, I'd carry him back to our apartment...and whoever the hell that guy was would stay there...I hoped that he would get hit by a car. It was difficult for me to get my keys out of my jacket pocket as I held Shuichi, and when I finally got them out I touched that little black box once again...once I got into our apartment it was extremely difficult for me to keep cool, to not burst into tears right on the spot.
After the both of us were inside I lied Shuichi on the couch, seeing his breathing become slightly heavier. I took his limp hands in my own, keeping my eyes locked onto his face, waiting for that short moment when he'd awaken. I didn't have to wait long. In only a few minutes his eyes opened slowly, seeing my face he struggled to smile.
"Yuki..." he whispered as I nodded, smiling faintly at him.
"Shuichi are you going to be alright? I can take care of you here can't I?" I asked him as he nodded. He swallowed hard before answering me back in a louder tone.
"Its just a few cuts and bruises I think...I'll be fine..." he replied and I kissed him once more, now on the lips before walking into the kitchen but muttering an "I'll be right back" as I left. I opened the small drawer beneath the sink, taking out a washcloth and running it underneath warm water. I then walked to the bathroom, getting out the alcohol to clean any wounds my lover might have gotten. When I returned to the living room Shuichi was sitting up...and this was the first time I clearly noticed everything that had happened to him.
His somewhat tight T-shirt was ripped in many places, the usually white fabric was dyed a red color from his blood. He had a black circle over his left eye and a large cut on his cheek. His hair was messy and the remainder of his clothing was torn as well, while the rest of his visible skin was covered in cuts. I watched him for a moment, taking this all in. I'd never seen him look like this before...and the feeling inside of me was a mixture of rage and sorrow. I wanted to kill that guy in the street, cry, and hold Shuichi all at the same time...plus it was difficult not to go crazy at this point.
I walked over to Shuichi, motioning for him to take off his shirt and I automatically helped him. Once that was off, more injuries seemed to appear out of nowhere and I couldn't help but wince. Shuichi laughed quietly.
"You think it looks bad...try feeling it..." he said as I pressed the warm washcloth against the first gash I saw, hearing Shuichi hiss sharply as I did so. He whimpered a little when I added the alcohol but I knew he could tough it out. I continued the same actions with one hand for each wound, and with the other I held onto Shuichi's. I glanced up at him once to see how he was doing and I could instantly tell he was trying not to cry. I muttered something along the lines of "I know you can do this..." and he replied with a simple nod.
It wasn't long before I was finished, leaving Shuichi in only his boxers as he rested his head on the back of the couch. I threw the dishrag to the side, sitting myself next to him as he looked over at me.
"That burned like hell..." he said, laughing a little as did I. We usually keep a spare blanket folded along the back of the couch just in case and at that point I pulled it down, wrapping it around the two of us as Shuichi snuggled close to me. I was somewhat afraid to put my arms around him...the way he looked it seemed as if he was fragile...like he would break if I touched him the wrong way. But once his arms made their way around my waist, deep inside me I knew it was okay. So I took the chance, and held him close to me. I think at that exact moment I made a promise to myself. I promised no one would hurt him like this again...this would be the last time anyone would mess with him...and if someone did...I swore I'd kill them.
A/N: Whoop! Fourth chapter up! I wonder how well I did...I know there were a lot of different opinions on my third chapter but hopefully this was kind of what you all were wanting? I needed bad reviews though...-shrugs- anyway please let me know what you think and I am still contemplating on the kid thing. Well have a nice day or night...and I'm sorry this one was so long!
A/N: Wow...many different viewpoints on the dog thing...yeah...well anyways I got a new idea while listening to a certain song so hopefully you'll enjoy this next chapter. Oh and here are the warnings: Cussing...I don't really want to say more (don't wanna give anything away) but hey if you're over 13 you're old enough to read this. And I'm listening to a few slow and sad songs as I write so...therefore...be prepared...
Shuichi was already walking out the door as I grabbed my keys off the small table next to the front door. He left the door open as he began running down the street, figuring I'd catch up to him, and I knew I eventually would. I shut the door behind me and locked it, placing the keys into my pocket as I began walking.
I soon realized that Shuichi was nowhere ahead of me...he couldn't have run that fast...at least I didn't think he could have. I shrugged lightly. Personally, I wasn't the one to worry about the worst thing happening to him...I'm sure he took a short cut somewhere and he'd end up at the pet store where I was heading. Shoving my hands into my coat pocket I remembered what was in there: It was the small ring box I had bought, it contained the engagement ring I was planning on giving Shuichi, and I practically forgot it was there. I didn't take it out, but thought about when I'd give it to him.
I had bought it sometime last week, intending to give it to him a couple of days after but that was the same time I had gotten my new deadline. I suppose I got started on that and didn't remember it any time afterward. I figured a year is long enough for Shuichi and I to be dating...I knew that by now if we were going to ever be apart it would have happened already. When we first started seeing each other I was pretty positive we wouldn't last this long...but surprisingly we did. Over time I think Shuichi got to me, he showed me what it was like to love someone...and to have that person love you back. And I wanted to make that love last forever...I was ready to legalize that commitment.
I was abruptly brought back from my thoughts from the sound of a loud punch. It was the all too familiar sound of skin hitting skin, a fist colliding with the other's jaw. As I heard the same sound continue, I began to wonder about where the sound was coming from. The only place I thought it might have come from was the alley ahead of me. It was a normally dark place, Shuichi and I always passed it everywhere we went because it was so close to our apartment.
It kept going, and something in my heart broke as I heard the next sound that exited the alleyway.
"Yuki..." was the lone word I heard whispered from my lover's lips. Someone was hurting him...someone was causing the one I loved pain...that someone was about to get killed.
I ran the few feet to the alley and entered it, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness for a moment as I tried making out the silhouettes in front of me. While I was wasting my time waiting for that the sound of Shuichi getting beat stopped and I heard his body slide to the ground as whoever was hurting him began to start toward me.
My eyesight still wasn't perfect so I didn't see what was coming next. I direct impact to the right side of my face sent me backward a few steps. I rubbed my jaw as I was halfway out of the alley, damn did that hurt like hell, and the man that just hit me was now able to make out a few of my features. I heard him chuckle softly as he saw me.
"Well if it isn't the fucking writer Eiri Yuki. The one all the women go gaga for because he writes some shit they call romance novels." the bastard began before shoving me all the way outside of the alley, himself included. It was then I noticed his features a little more clearly. He looked to weigh about one hundred and seventy pounds and to me it seemed he hadn't shaved in a while. His dark black hair was about shoulder length and his hateful eyes were a deep brown color. "I don't care much for you because my wife spends more time reading your damn stories than spending time with me. I've seen you hanging around with that stupid kid and I--" that was the final thing he got out of his damn mouth before I grabbed his shirt collar, shoving him against the wall outside the alley. As I did so I lifted him up a little, now looking directly up at him with hatred and anger in my eyes.
"No one calls him a stupid kid but me!" I shouted, throwing him into the street with as much force as I could gather together. He hit the pavement with a loud smack and I wanted to follow after him, beating him to inches of his death or possibly further. I couldn't now however, I had to check on Shuichi...if my boyfriend was hurt...that bastard would pay dearly.
I walked into the alley, the man I had thrown still hadn't moved, and kneeled down. I finally found him and lifted Shuichi into my arms. Luckily I still heard him breathing but he wasn't saying anything, he had to be unconscious. I bit my lower lip, this was the first time I've been this close to crying and I found myself pushing back his damp hair, kissing his forehead for just a few seconds. I kept him in my arms, I'd carry him back to our apartment...and whoever the hell that guy was would stay there...I hoped that he would get hit by a car. It was difficult for me to get my keys out of my jacket pocket as I held Shuichi, and when I finally got them out I touched that little black box once again...once I got into our apartment it was extremely difficult for me to keep cool, to not burst into tears right on the spot.
After the both of us were inside I lied Shuichi on the couch, seeing his breathing become slightly heavier. I took his limp hands in my own, keeping my eyes locked onto his face, waiting for that short moment when he'd awaken. I didn't have to wait long. In only a few minutes his eyes opened slowly, seeing my face he struggled to smile.
"Yuki..." he whispered as I nodded, smiling faintly at him.
"Shuichi are you going to be alright? I can take care of you here can't I?" I asked him as he nodded. He swallowed hard before answering me back in a louder tone.
"Its just a few cuts and bruises I think...I'll be fine..." he replied and I kissed him once more, now on the lips before walking into the kitchen but muttering an "I'll be right back" as I left. I opened the small drawer beneath the sink, taking out a washcloth and running it underneath warm water. I then walked to the bathroom, getting out the alcohol to clean any wounds my lover might have gotten. When I returned to the living room Shuichi was sitting up...and this was the first time I clearly noticed everything that had happened to him.
His somewhat tight T-shirt was ripped in many places, the usually white fabric was dyed a red color from his blood. He had a black circle over his left eye and a large cut on his cheek. His hair was messy and the remainder of his clothing was torn as well, while the rest of his visible skin was covered in cuts. I watched him for a moment, taking this all in. I'd never seen him look like this before...and the feeling inside of me was a mixture of rage and sorrow. I wanted to kill that guy in the street, cry, and hold Shuichi all at the same time...plus it was difficult not to go crazy at this point.
I walked over to Shuichi, motioning for him to take off his shirt and I automatically helped him. Once that was off, more injuries seemed to appear out of nowhere and I couldn't help but wince. Shuichi laughed quietly.
"You think it looks bad...try feeling it..." he said as I pressed the warm washcloth against the first gash I saw, hearing Shuichi hiss sharply as I did so. He whimpered a little when I added the alcohol but I knew he could tough it out. I continued the same actions with one hand for each wound, and with the other I held onto Shuichi's. I glanced up at him once to see how he was doing and I could instantly tell he was trying not to cry. I muttered something along the lines of "I know you can do this..." and he replied with a simple nod.
It wasn't long before I was finished, leaving Shuichi in only his boxers as he rested his head on the back of the couch. I threw the dishrag to the side, sitting myself next to him as he looked over at me.
"That burned like hell..." he said, laughing a little as did I. We usually keep a spare blanket folded along the back of the couch just in case and at that point I pulled it down, wrapping it around the two of us as Shuichi snuggled close to me. I was somewhat afraid to put my arms around him...the way he looked it seemed as if he was fragile...like he would break if I touched him the wrong way. But once his arms made their way around my waist, deep inside me I knew it was okay. So I took the chance, and held him close to me. I think at that exact moment I made a promise to myself. I promised no one would hurt him like this again...this would be the last time anyone would mess with him...and if someone did...I swore I'd kill them.
A/N: Whoop! Fourth chapter up! I wonder how well I did...I know there were a lot of different opinions on my third chapter but hopefully this was kind of what you all were wanting? I needed bad reviews though...-shrugs- anyway please let me know what you think and I am still contemplating on the kid thing. Well have a nice day or night...and I'm sorry this one was so long!