Well, it's pretty late, but I'm going to update this now. I'll get to my other one tomorrow or Sunday. Ugh, the weekend is not long enough. I feel like a bit of a slacker, but I put up a new story to make up for it! Anyway, here's the next chapter; and I apologize in advance for what I'm doing to poor Eyes. But he'll be okay..really!
I think alpha2nd is the only one who has reviewed the last chapter so to her: I'm glad that you like this fic so much, I wasn't really too sure about it at first, but since people seem to like it, I'll continue. I actually enjoyed writing this chapter, and the next one will be fun too (and no it's not because I'm a pervert and enjoy writing about our precious Eyes getting hurt). But the KanoneEyes part of this fic will be coming soon. Either next chapter or the one after that...so there's something to look foward to! Anyhow, enjoy!
Kanone ventured into the room that he knew his friend was in. He had always enjoyed this room before, but now he cursed it's existence. When he walked in, he froze, not quite able to register what was happening. Eyes was there; but the torture he was going through was sicker than anything any machine could have done to him. Even though, from the blood seeping through several wounds on his arms, legs, chest, and pretty much everywhere else, Kanone could guess that he'd already been through the wringer. Eyes was now just...taking what those bastards were giving to him. He was bent over, pants down and the bastard behind him was pounding into him, moaning out his release. Kanone gritted his teeth and picked up a nearby shard of metal that just happened to be laying there; fresh blood, Eyes' blood, dripping down it. Kanone was even more angered and not quite sure of what he was doing. He walked over to the rapist and ripped him off of his friend, spinning him around and knocking him down on the floor. Kanone heard Eyes cry out and crumble on the floor, but he was busy exacting revenge at the moment. Kanone took his new-found weapon and slowly, and very, very painfully, began a procedure of his own; relieving the bastard before him of his own personal "torture device". Kanone grinned as the man cried out in pain, beginning for him to stop. Kanone didn't listen to the words, just the agonizing screams being muffled as he shoved the departed organ down it's owner's throat. The Hunter struggled for breath, but Kanone breaking his nose prevented that from happening. Choking on his own blood and body part, the Hunter soon stopped moving; his end coming, in Kanone's opinion, too painlessly.
Said boy now stood up and dropped his weapon, running over to Eyes and dragging the startled boy to him. Eyes had fallen to the floor and was staring at a spot somewhere in the distance, shaking a little, but not crying or making much of any noise, "Eyes? Eyes can you hear me?" Kanone asked, temporarily pulling away from his friend and looking him over. Kanone thought worriedly, "He needs some serious medical attention." And so he stood, with no other goal in mind except his friends safety. Kanone picked up the injured boy as gently as possible, avoiding any major wounds and carrying him out of the room, through the jail, and back up above ground to the cool night air. A Hunter had been lurking in the shadows, waiting for Kanone to pass by; but when he saw the murderous look the Blade Child had on his face, he thought better of it and went to check up on his partner. Boy, wasn't he in for a suprise?
As Kanone raced as quickly as he could to the hospital, only one thought was going through his mind, "What could they have possibly done to him to make him so...accepting of that treatment?" When Kanone had come upon the two, Eyes wasn't resisting at all; just staring ahead with a bored look in his dulled eyes. Kanone couldn't read what was going through his friend's mind and that scared him. Even when Eyes kept secrets from Kanone, the older boy could tell something was up. Now, however, he couldn't tell what the boy was thinking, or if he was thinking anyhting at all. Kanone reached the hospital and burst through the doors, drawing all attention to him and the practically lifeless boy in his arms. A stretcher was immediately brought to him and he set Eyes down on it, only to have him taken away. Kanone watched his friend disappear, wondering if Eyes would be alright; he had never seen the boy like that and didn't know what to make of it. Still covered in everyone else's blood but his own, Kanone walked over to a seat and stayed there, his eyes glued to the spot where he last saw Eyes taken. He ignored any attempts to ask him what happened or if he was alright. Just a glare sent the inquirers packing and eventually Kanone settled into his seat, chancing a glance around. Seeing that all eyes were on him made him angry and he focused back on the spot he had become so fond of, chancing a glance at the clock first. It was almost 2 in the morning, the others were probably asleep by now and there was no sense in alarming them until Kanone found out more of what happened.
After what seemed like years (when it was only a matter of several hours) a flustered doctor appeared in Kanone's line of vision. Kanone fixated his gaze on the doctor and the man walked over to him, "Are you Kanone?" Said boy simply nodded and looked at the doctor expectantly. The doctor sighed, "Your friend will be alright, but he looks like hell." Kanone growled at the doctor's bluntness and got him back on track, "Sorry." He said quickly and continued on with a bunch of medical mumbo jumbo that Kanone couldn't care less about. He just wanted to see his friend.
Instead of asking if he could see him, Kanone stood and looked at the doctor, "Where is he?"
"Well he's resting right now..." The doctor started to explain.
All Kanone heard, however, was the man avoiding his question. He growled again, "That's not what I asked, where is Eyes?"
The doctor looked confused then realized that must be the patient's name. Eyes had only been concious for a second to demand that he see Kanone. He had given the doctors and nurses no other information or requests; just Kanone, "He's in room 34. It's down this hallway..." He turned to point but Kanone was already off, walking towards the room.
When Kanone entered Eyes' room, he nearly creid at the sight. Eyes was so strong, but seeing him like this, hooked up to more machines than you could count, made him seem so...fragile and helpless. Kanone hated it and walked over to his friend, not sure exactly how to wake him. Before he could do anything the boy's eyes fluttered open and fixed themselves on Kanone, "Kanone?" He muttered weakly.
Kanone smiled softly and gently, very gently, hugged his friend and kissed his forehead. Eyes smiled slightly at the gesture and Kanone ran his hand through the soft, silver hair, "Eyes what in the world happeend to you?" He asked more himself than the boy.
He hadn't expected Eyes to even hear him, let alone answer, but he did, "You mean you couldn't tell. I thought you got a pretty good view of it."
Kanone smiled sadly and nodded, wishing that he hadn't been so careless with someone so important, "Eyes did they drug you or something?" Kanone asked, if Eyes could joke around then he could answer a couple of questions seriously.
Eyes shook his head a little, "No, Kanone. Why do you ask?"
Kanone knew that Eyes was avoiding the question and focused his eyes on the boy, "Because you were just standing there not doing anything. That's not like you, Eyes."
Eyes sighed, knowing that he would have had to tell Kanone this eventually. Eyes was actually suprised that he was able to keep it a secret this long, but knew that Kanone deserved an explanation of why his friend just zoned out while he was being raped. Eyes looked away for a second and then back to Kanone, ready to explain, "My father..." He began.
And that's where it ends. Well, the chappy anyway, not the fic. Can we all guess what Eyes' father did to him? Well, his step-father, since his real father is obviously...yeah. If you don't know what I'm talking about then forget it, they never explained it in the series. Anyway it's not important, but just know that when Eyes says his father, he's talking about his step-father, okay? Good. Sorry if this chappy is a little short...and also sorry that I didn't update my other fic tonight, it'll be my top priority next time I get back on my computer. I just don't know exactly when that'll be...like I said, probably Sunday. Hope you liked it, review!