Slipped Away
WARNING:THIS CHAPTERS RATING HAS BEEN UPPED TO R FOR IMPLIED RAPE!!!
The next chapter will be returned to pg-13 I have given warning, please do not kill me...
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Chapter Two
Part One
Toboe walked down the street with his hands in his pockets. It was a trait he had picked up from someone he used to know, he knew the face, but the name and how he knew him constantly avoided him. He sighed and continued down the street, he was tired, the clock in the square read 9:46 p.m., and it would soon be moon rise. He turned down an alley that would lead him to 'Roses Fabric Center' he hated taking from the woman, but it was the only place in town that didn't have a video recorder, and he didn't want to end up in jail.
He heard someone behind him and stopped, the fur raising on the back of his neck. He growled softly and slowly turned around. And he realized later, that had been his mistake. A metal object collided with his head. Toboe staggered forewords and fell to the ground fighting to stay conscious. He reached behind him and touched his head gingerly, he felt blood. He sniffed the
air, his attackers were human, and he fought to keep up his illusion. The last thing he needed was for there to be rumors of wolves in the city.
"I get this one you got the last five!"
Toboe shuddered, he crawled foreword stumbling blinking to try and piece together an escape through blurry double vision. He fought nausea as it crept up into the back of his throat and his head danced painfully in his skull.
"Oh no, you aren't going anywhere," another voice said, the arms that wrapped around him and pulled him back setting him against the wall were strangely gentle, not rough or violent as he had expected. A thought worked it's way into his confused mind, he wasn't being gentle, he had been testing him, seeing how much strength he had left. And Toboe knew that by the way he had hung limply and held tightly to the arms that lifted him, he had just given them exactly what they wanted, they knew that he was a weak invalid.
"Look, Yuji, are we going to this or not?" the first voice asked, he sounded irritated, and anxious.
"By all means help yourself, Hiroshi," Yuji replied, he was right in front of Toboe, crouched down doing something, his vision was to blurred to figure out what, "We'll both get what we want eventually and I can wait."
Toboe was grabbed by a rough hand and shoved onto his stomach, he whimpered and tried to fight, but his arms wouldn't move. Was he paralyzed? The frightening thought quickly left when he felt a rough material rub against his wrists, he wasn't paralyzed, he was tied. While he was dazed leaning against the wall his hands had been bound, now they stretched out aqwardly in front of him, he drew them in and rested his head on them, fighting tears at the pain that stabbed through him.
Only an hour later after Toboe had pulled on his clothes, or at least, what was left of them and had laid himself up in a corner did something occur to him. The nameless face hovered infant of him. It danced on his closed eyelids, the slight smile that was more a smirk. A built body, the man was strong, and he cared for him. Toboe screamed for his dark angel, who that would be kicked out of heaven, and not admitted to hell for fear he would take over. Toboe could tell, this person had cared for him greatly. Like a ton of bricks his tired mind pieced name with face and he screamed to the moon, in a desperate plea for some salvation from the hell that was threatening to consume him.
"TSUME!!!"
Chapter Two
Part Two
Tsume coasted down the quiet streets looking around and occasionally sniffing the air. He had found Toboe's scent at an abandoned apartment building a couple of miles back, it reminded him of the place where he used to stay. Something about all of this didn't feel right to Tsume. Toboe wandering around at 10:46 p.m.? It didn't make sense. And his instincts screamed at him that there was defiantly something wrong. He could feel in the air.
"TSUME!!!"
Tsume went cold, he was off the bike and running flat out towards the scream before his mind could piece any of it together. But the extra's didn't matter, getting to Toboe mattered. He rounded the corner and gagged at the sight. Blood and tears mixed on the pups face each replacing the other in a mixed picture of a grotesque mask. He was curled up in the corner of the alley looking half dazed with happiness. Tsume ran to him dropping to his knee's. The smell of semen was strong everywhere, and the scent of humans. Tsume shuddered and brushed a few strands of hair out of Toboe's face.
"I guess I don't have to ask where it hurts," Tsume said dryly.
"I felt something rip," Toboe whispered, his voice sounding like someone trying to talk after their throat had been rubbed with a piece of sandpaper.
'I can imagine,' Tsume thought, 'That's all muscle, something, if not several something's ripped, but I can't do anything to help him there, his body will just have to heal it.
"Come on pup, let's get you out of here," Tsume whispered gently.
"Okay," Toboe replied before slipping into unconsciousness.
Chapter Two
Part Three
Tsume walked with the pup nestled gently in his arms and walked with light steps back towards his bike. He mounted it and laid his pup in his lap, holding his pup with one hand and the steering wheel with the other. He drove around the red light zone, on his way back towards his gangs hang out. All he would have to do is get his pup up to his room before anyone could see them, lock the door and then use the window as an escape to find his pup more clothes. He glanced almost lovingly down at his sleeping pup, and went to turn towards the river. Then changed his mind, his pup could take a shower at the apartment building. The river was freezing, and then for Tsume to drive him all the way back while he was wet, would make his pup sick.
Tsume stopped his thoughts short, in his entire mental plan he had referred to Toboe as 'his pup'. He shook his head, but decided the nickname could stay, but only in his head.
Once he reached the apartment he was relived to find that all the lights were off. He parked his motorcycle in the car port and silent as a wraith stowed away to his bed room. He laid the bloody Toboe on his bed and then locked his door. Walking into the bathroom he turned the tub faucet on and put the plug into the tub. He adjusted the water so that it would be comfortably warm and then walked back into his room. Walking over to his pup he gently pried the now blood soaked clothing from Toboe's body. He gently set his pup into the warm water and grabbing a wash cloth, began to blot the blood away. A few minutes later the water was the color of blood and Toboe was relatively clean. Tsume drained the water and then filled it again, throwing the blood soaked wash cloth into the garbage. An echoing ploosh noise sounding as the wash cloth's weight made the trash can linner fall into the trash can. He looked back at Toboe's face and was surprised to find that he was awake and looking at him with a confused expression on his face.
"Tsume why are your hands all bloody? And whe-" he stopped and blinked as everything hit him, hard, as he remembered. He flung his wet body into Tsume's chest and cried. Tsume gently rubbed the back of Toboe's head feeling the lump that presided there. He pulled Toboe from the shower and wrapped him in a towel.
"When your done drying off, you can wear this, Kado got it for me a year back, I've never used it. I'll go into town in a minute and get you something to wear, in the meantime get some rest, you'll need it."
"Tsume..."
"What is it pup?"
Toboe's face lit up a bit at the nickname and then he continued, "Don't tell anyone, please?"
"I promise I wont," Tsume replied then he turned and walked back into his room.
Chapter Two
Part Four
Toboe quickly dried his very bruised body off. Almost every inch of him bellow his neck was purple and yellow. He looked at himself in the mirror and a few tears slid down his cheeks. He pulled the fluffy black bathrobe around his shoulders and grinned. Tsume's smell was all over it, he had lied when he said he never wore it.
Toboe walked back into Tsume's room, or what he assumed was Tsume's room since his smell was so strong in it. And walked over to the bed that was a mattress covered in what seemed to be hundreds of felt blankers that had been shoved in the corner. He curled up on it reveling in Tsume's scent as it completely surrounded him. With a small smile on his face, despite everything that had happened, Toboe fell into an deep sleep.
Chapter Two
Part Five
"Well then where is he?"
Tsume sighed, he was trying to explain to Hige, Kiba, Blue, and Cheza where Toboe was without breaking his promise. It was proving to be very difficult.
"Look I found the kid wandering around on the street, he was exhausted. So I took him back to my place and put him to bed," Tsume said feigning exasperation.
"Fine then," Hige replied looking stressed, "Can you go get him?"
"No," Tsume replied thinking fast, "I cannot go get him, I'll bring him here in three days, I need to catch up with him."
Kiba nodded, "We understand."
No you really don't but whatever will get you to shut the fuck up works for me, Tsume thought and turned running back towards his apartment sincerely hoping that his pup would be able to face the world in three days, knowing his heart that he would never truly be ready.