Note: Last chapter, the ice cream flavors are those that actually existed
in Japan. And I'm trying to show the time frame this took place in.
This chapter turned out weaker then I hoped.
This is a Week after "Trust me"
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"Oh God, Oh my fucking god!" Soma nearly screamed as he slammed the door behind him, his whole body trembled from fear and shock, but most of all from self-hatred. He slid down the door, his eyes fixed wide, his chest heaved with emotional trauma. He doubted he could hold anything in his hands now.
Why... Why did it... have to happen...? The pale young man shuddered as he forced himself onto his feet. He could feel it inside him, more indistinctly then ever. Why must I be him?! He screamed to himself, his fist almost smashed itself into the wall.
"Shit... Fuck, god damn, what's going on Now?" He hissed as he wobbled into the bathroom, afraid of what he may see.
Hey pretty boy, been sucking some cocks lately? Why don't ya suck the professor's, you fairy! The young man can still hear Ushio's obnoxious voice ringing in his ears, and his blood still boiled with the pent-up anger that had been released.
Damn... Why did I blow up like that? He growled to himself, for the moment unaware of what's around him.
/ "Come on! This is old, just let me go on my way." The lanky foreigner grumbled, picking up the dropped books. "And besides, how would you know if I'm gay or not? Are you the judge of that? Is everything the way you think just because you said so?" He snapped. This wasn't the first time he was held up by Ushio and his thugs.
"Oh... Look at the fairy trying to act like a real man. I betcha you want to go down on any of us, you little faggot!" Another man cackled, stepping on Soma's back.
"I rather kiss a Medusa Head." The pale young adult spat in response as he tried to push the foot off. "Get off you asshole!"
"What was that?!" Ushio snarled as he yanked the smaller youth off the ground, his face mere inches away from Soma's, causing the coat-wearing man to gag from the smell of stale beer.
God, there must be some way to get out of this mess... He winced, as the insults and threats pounded into his ears without meaning, becoming dull incoherent noises to him, he couldn't focus on anything around him... except everything seems... Darker.
Oh Lord, what is going on?! Am I going to pass out?! Oh Shit... Not now, Lord don't let me faint at this moment! The blue-eyed man prayed to himself, fearing the worse if he indeed lose consciousness. Soma had no doubt that these men would probably try to maim him while he was unable to defend himself. Oh god... it's getting darker... What are they saying... ugh... I'm getting numb... Shit....
"All right Son, where's the weapons?" A booming voice interrogated as a bulldog-like face invaded his space.
"Ah! What...?" Soma shouted, looking around him. How long was I out...? Holy Mother of God!
There were Ushio and the two other football players sprawled across the campus ground. Ushio was against a flagpole that was snapped in two, his entire face beyond recognition, the quarterback Muyo had suffered from long deep gashes down the torso, which was excreting black-colored pus. Finally, the last man was sprawled on the ground, literally looking like a doll that a child stepped on. Blood was on his clothes, on the ground, at the flagpole, in fact, in every conceivable surface within a twenty-foot radius was not left unmarred.
"I said give me the weapons." The securit-correction, police officer- stated sternly as the student body looked on with horror, and morbid fascination, all eyes fixed on him.
"I don't have weapons! I don't know what happened! I blacked out! When I came to... I saw this!" Soma exclaimed, visibly upset, gesturing wildly at the gory scene.
"Likely story, now be a good boy and do as you're told." The regular 'College Cop' snarled, and grabbed him by the arm. "Or else you're going to be in jail until your hair turns... eerr, Well until you're dead!"
"I'm telling the truth! I don't know what happened! Let me go!" Soma snapped as he goes to twist away from the bear of a man. "I honestly don't know what happen!"
"Liar! You better tell the truth before I twist your arm!" The rent-a-cop snarled, his pastrami-tainted breath beared heavy upon the near-albino's face, which caused him to gag.
"Now Wait a minute you idiot, that is not how you handle som-" but before the Officer could finish patronizing the security guard, the young man yanked free and bolted from the scene, and somehow despite the blood- stained white overcoat, he was out of sight. /
Then sound of running water snapped the man out of his thoughts, staring at the tanned hand that rested on his own, and at the water vapor rising up from the bathroom sink.
"B-b-Benji?!" His voice and expression was tainted with shock and strangely relief as well.
"Sssh... Relax, I heard what happened. That was some pretty weird shit, but I think something else is going on that nobody knows about, I mean, you're not the type of person who'll kill! In fact, how the fuck could you send that linebacker flying, let alone have him break that flagpole?" The redhead rambled as he removed the stained coat, and then helped the sophomore clean himself up. "Damn, I think you have to write off that coat of yours."
"Are... they still looking... for me?" Soma whispered numbly.
"Yea, I'm surprised they didn't get here before I did. Look, maybe you should get out of here... Here's my jacket, and my cap. Get some sunglasses, no offense, but you stand out like a sore thumb." The smaller man handed the objects over, and then slung his backpack on his shoulders.
"Why are you doing this for me? They think I maimed them!" Soma nearly shouted, not believing the risks that Benji is going through.
"Murder, that guy that gotten slashed and poisoned died before an ambulance arrived." Benji corrected. "And besides, one I think you're innocent, and second, you may not believe so, but I consider you a friend." He smiled crookedly, throwing him the bomber jacket, and 'Tigers' baseball cap. "Do you have anyone you can go to, hell, I'm going with you, they probably put an APT on any college-age guys trying to leave town on their own."
"Tsukikyobi, Cruz, you are not going anywhere." The all too familiar voice of authority invaded the room. "Running will only make you more guilty then you already appear." Odessa lectured, her teal eyes narrowed at the young men.
"Come on Des! They already proclaimed him guilty! And the damn Frats are out looking for Soma's blood! Please, he's going to get lynched if he's caught now!" Benji growled, each emotion-heightened word was edged with a dry, dangerous hiss, his gray-hazel eyes flashed with a myriad of emotions.
"I can't let you guys go, that's against the law! Tsukikyobi, you're planning to assist a possible murderer to escape! I'm sorry, but if you run it's going to be worse for you guys in the long run!" Odessa stood her ground at the door, arms folded across her chest and clipboard. "I'm going to report you to the proper authorities."
"Odessa, please...." Soma finally spoke up, his voice a strained whisper, tears had started to form at the corner of his eyes, which made them seem to glow. "I didn't mean for it to happen, I don't know what happened... I couldn't remember anything, I know it's my fault...." He forced himself to swallow as he felt his throat constricted itself from the fear, and anger that raced through his blood. "But I'm afraid... I hate to say it, but I'm terrified, absolutely frightened about this. I am even more afraid about what would happen, what I may end up doing to all those people if they caught me."
"Come on, you said you didn't know what happened, so why are you assuming that you did it?!" Benji sighed in exasperation as he tried to steady the taller boy. "Look Odessa! He's afraid, are you going to throw him to the wolves?! Isn't it your duty to protect us from avoidable harm?! They're going to kill him! Odessa, they will kill him for this! I am sure they didn't believe him, and I doubt they ever will!" The redhead
"Damn you, Tsukikyobi. You know just how to push me. All right, you two can go if you really feel that Soma will be in danger if the police catch him. Just what am I to do?" She bemoaned, hand on her forehead.
"Come with us then!"
"Benji, I can't! It'll be very noticeable if I the Student Administrator of this hall disappeared with a suspected killer, Look, you go run off, and I'll give you an alibi!"
"Stop talking as though Cross is a killer!" Benji raised his fist, but dared not to throw it toward Odessa. "Des, you know Cross doesn't intentionally hurt anyone, and-"
"Tsukikyobi, Cruz, just go! You don't have time!" She shooed them off towards the open window, which was facing the currently empty meadow that separated the college from the town.
"I hope the damn drain pipe is strong enough." The redhead cursed to himself as he reached for it, and shimmied down inch, by inch, and prayed to his gods that the pipe won't break under his weight. Even though Benji was smaller by a few inches, he was more compact in build, which made him weighed more then Soma.
"At least it's not slippery." The creamy-skinned man told himself as he summoned the courage to follow the other man down the drain pipe, the fear of getting caught made him moved along at an almost reckless speed, and a few times he almost crashed into Benji.
"Good luck you guys!" The young woman shouted from the window as she watched the men ran off as she closed the window. "I hope I'm doing the right thing." She whispered as she closed the door, for once the lock caught, and held the door firmly in place.
"So, got any place to go? Anyone you think that can help us?" Benji shouted as he broke into a long striding lope, and kept up with the taller boy's more haphazard pace.
"There's... someone who might... if I can only contact him...." Came the breathless reply.
"Damn, that's not good."
"I think we should leave town and then figure on what to do." Soma wheezed as he stopped; the adrenaline and uneven pace of his run had stolen his breath.
"We better not stick around for too long. Who's this person you think can help us...?" Benji asked, his hazel eyes dark with concern. He waited patiently for his friend to recover, fearful of what may happen if they get caught.
"I'll explain later, we don't have time, and the story is too long to tell right now." With that, the taller of the two bolted for the town.
"Hey! Wait up!" Benji shouted as he chased after Soma. "Cross! Don't go alone!"
I am alone... Soma thought to himself bitterly. You don't understand Benji, no one ever will understand it!
"Oh God, Oh my fucking god!" Soma nearly screamed as he slammed the door behind him, his whole body trembled from fear and shock, but most of all from self-hatred. He slid down the door, his eyes fixed wide, his chest heaved with emotional trauma. He doubted he could hold anything in his hands now.
Why... Why did it... have to happen...? The pale young man shuddered as he forced himself onto his feet. He could feel it inside him, more indistinctly then ever. Why must I be him?! He screamed to himself, his fist almost smashed itself into the wall.
"Shit... Fuck, god damn, what's going on Now?" He hissed as he wobbled into the bathroom, afraid of what he may see.
Hey pretty boy, been sucking some cocks lately? Why don't ya suck the professor's, you fairy! The young man can still hear Ushio's obnoxious voice ringing in his ears, and his blood still boiled with the pent-up anger that had been released.
Damn... Why did I blow up like that? He growled to himself, for the moment unaware of what's around him.
/ "Come on! This is old, just let me go on my way." The lanky foreigner grumbled, picking up the dropped books. "And besides, how would you know if I'm gay or not? Are you the judge of that? Is everything the way you think just because you said so?" He snapped. This wasn't the first time he was held up by Ushio and his thugs.
"Oh... Look at the fairy trying to act like a real man. I betcha you want to go down on any of us, you little faggot!" Another man cackled, stepping on Soma's back.
"I rather kiss a Medusa Head." The pale young adult spat in response as he tried to push the foot off. "Get off you asshole!"
"What was that?!" Ushio snarled as he yanked the smaller youth off the ground, his face mere inches away from Soma's, causing the coat-wearing man to gag from the smell of stale beer.
God, there must be some way to get out of this mess... He winced, as the insults and threats pounded into his ears without meaning, becoming dull incoherent noises to him, he couldn't focus on anything around him... except everything seems... Darker.
Oh Lord, what is going on?! Am I going to pass out?! Oh Shit... Not now, Lord don't let me faint at this moment! The blue-eyed man prayed to himself, fearing the worse if he indeed lose consciousness. Soma had no doubt that these men would probably try to maim him while he was unable to defend himself. Oh god... it's getting darker... What are they saying... ugh... I'm getting numb... Shit....
"All right Son, where's the weapons?" A booming voice interrogated as a bulldog-like face invaded his space.
"Ah! What...?" Soma shouted, looking around him. How long was I out...? Holy Mother of God!
There were Ushio and the two other football players sprawled across the campus ground. Ushio was against a flagpole that was snapped in two, his entire face beyond recognition, the quarterback Muyo had suffered from long deep gashes down the torso, which was excreting black-colored pus. Finally, the last man was sprawled on the ground, literally looking like a doll that a child stepped on. Blood was on his clothes, on the ground, at the flagpole, in fact, in every conceivable surface within a twenty-foot radius was not left unmarred.
"I said give me the weapons." The securit-correction, police officer- stated sternly as the student body looked on with horror, and morbid fascination, all eyes fixed on him.
"I don't have weapons! I don't know what happened! I blacked out! When I came to... I saw this!" Soma exclaimed, visibly upset, gesturing wildly at the gory scene.
"Likely story, now be a good boy and do as you're told." The regular 'College Cop' snarled, and grabbed him by the arm. "Or else you're going to be in jail until your hair turns... eerr, Well until you're dead!"
"I'm telling the truth! I don't know what happened! Let me go!" Soma snapped as he goes to twist away from the bear of a man. "I honestly don't know what happen!"
"Liar! You better tell the truth before I twist your arm!" The rent-a-cop snarled, his pastrami-tainted breath beared heavy upon the near-albino's face, which caused him to gag.
"Now Wait a minute you idiot, that is not how you handle som-" but before the Officer could finish patronizing the security guard, the young man yanked free and bolted from the scene, and somehow despite the blood- stained white overcoat, he was out of sight. /
Then sound of running water snapped the man out of his thoughts, staring at the tanned hand that rested on his own, and at the water vapor rising up from the bathroom sink.
"B-b-Benji?!" His voice and expression was tainted with shock and strangely relief as well.
"Sssh... Relax, I heard what happened. That was some pretty weird shit, but I think something else is going on that nobody knows about, I mean, you're not the type of person who'll kill! In fact, how the fuck could you send that linebacker flying, let alone have him break that flagpole?" The redhead rambled as he removed the stained coat, and then helped the sophomore clean himself up. "Damn, I think you have to write off that coat of yours."
"Are... they still looking... for me?" Soma whispered numbly.
"Yea, I'm surprised they didn't get here before I did. Look, maybe you should get out of here... Here's my jacket, and my cap. Get some sunglasses, no offense, but you stand out like a sore thumb." The smaller man handed the objects over, and then slung his backpack on his shoulders.
"Why are you doing this for me? They think I maimed them!" Soma nearly shouted, not believing the risks that Benji is going through.
"Murder, that guy that gotten slashed and poisoned died before an ambulance arrived." Benji corrected. "And besides, one I think you're innocent, and second, you may not believe so, but I consider you a friend." He smiled crookedly, throwing him the bomber jacket, and 'Tigers' baseball cap. "Do you have anyone you can go to, hell, I'm going with you, they probably put an APT on any college-age guys trying to leave town on their own."
"Tsukikyobi, Cruz, you are not going anywhere." The all too familiar voice of authority invaded the room. "Running will only make you more guilty then you already appear." Odessa lectured, her teal eyes narrowed at the young men.
"Come on Des! They already proclaimed him guilty! And the damn Frats are out looking for Soma's blood! Please, he's going to get lynched if he's caught now!" Benji growled, each emotion-heightened word was edged with a dry, dangerous hiss, his gray-hazel eyes flashed with a myriad of emotions.
"I can't let you guys go, that's against the law! Tsukikyobi, you're planning to assist a possible murderer to escape! I'm sorry, but if you run it's going to be worse for you guys in the long run!" Odessa stood her ground at the door, arms folded across her chest and clipboard. "I'm going to report you to the proper authorities."
"Odessa, please...." Soma finally spoke up, his voice a strained whisper, tears had started to form at the corner of his eyes, which made them seem to glow. "I didn't mean for it to happen, I don't know what happened... I couldn't remember anything, I know it's my fault...." He forced himself to swallow as he felt his throat constricted itself from the fear, and anger that raced through his blood. "But I'm afraid... I hate to say it, but I'm terrified, absolutely frightened about this. I am even more afraid about what would happen, what I may end up doing to all those people if they caught me."
"Come on, you said you didn't know what happened, so why are you assuming that you did it?!" Benji sighed in exasperation as he tried to steady the taller boy. "Look Odessa! He's afraid, are you going to throw him to the wolves?! Isn't it your duty to protect us from avoidable harm?! They're going to kill him! Odessa, they will kill him for this! I am sure they didn't believe him, and I doubt they ever will!" The redhead
"Damn you, Tsukikyobi. You know just how to push me. All right, you two can go if you really feel that Soma will be in danger if the police catch him. Just what am I to do?" She bemoaned, hand on her forehead.
"Come with us then!"
"Benji, I can't! It'll be very noticeable if I the Student Administrator of this hall disappeared with a suspected killer, Look, you go run off, and I'll give you an alibi!"
"Stop talking as though Cross is a killer!" Benji raised his fist, but dared not to throw it toward Odessa. "Des, you know Cross doesn't intentionally hurt anyone, and-"
"Tsukikyobi, Cruz, just go! You don't have time!" She shooed them off towards the open window, which was facing the currently empty meadow that separated the college from the town.
"I hope the damn drain pipe is strong enough." The redhead cursed to himself as he reached for it, and shimmied down inch, by inch, and prayed to his gods that the pipe won't break under his weight. Even though Benji was smaller by a few inches, he was more compact in build, which made him weighed more then Soma.
"At least it's not slippery." The creamy-skinned man told himself as he summoned the courage to follow the other man down the drain pipe, the fear of getting caught made him moved along at an almost reckless speed, and a few times he almost crashed into Benji.
"Good luck you guys!" The young woman shouted from the window as she watched the men ran off as she closed the window. "I hope I'm doing the right thing." She whispered as she closed the door, for once the lock caught, and held the door firmly in place.
"So, got any place to go? Anyone you think that can help us?" Benji shouted as he broke into a long striding lope, and kept up with the taller boy's more haphazard pace.
"There's... someone who might... if I can only contact him...." Came the breathless reply.
"Damn, that's not good."
"I think we should leave town and then figure on what to do." Soma wheezed as he stopped; the adrenaline and uneven pace of his run had stolen his breath.
"We better not stick around for too long. Who's this person you think can help us...?" Benji asked, his hazel eyes dark with concern. He waited patiently for his friend to recover, fearful of what may happen if they get caught.
"I'll explain later, we don't have time, and the story is too long to tell right now." With that, the taller of the two bolted for the town.
"Hey! Wait up!" Benji shouted as he chased after Soma. "Cross! Don't go alone!"
I am alone... Soma thought to himself bitterly. You don't understand Benji, no one ever will understand it!