The Zero's leaned on each other, holding each other's side. If they had let go then they both would have probably fallen over. Dead on the street. They had been beat. By Beloved, Loveless hadn't even been with him. Youji had a dazed look in his eyes, he had been hurt the most, only because it was natural for a sacrifice to get all the pain from their fighter. It didn't hurt, they were worn though. Youji's hands shook on the hip of his fighter, Natsuo had been really worry about him. It was unusually cold that night, and sense the Zero's were very sensitive to the cold and hot, it made their condition much worse. Natsuo shivered against Youji, he was sick about this. They both new that Nagisa-sensei would be pissed beyond all reason. How could the nearly indestructible Zero's be taken down by him? He wasn't anything special just another fighter they had faced. This was their first time losing, they had been unstoppable, until now anyways. All their self-confidences and pride was shot down like a flock of white doves, it was gone, for now anyways. They held hands, both were full of blood, from each other and from themselves. They were heavily bleeding on their hands, it was almost dripping from their palms, which were still full of sweat. What had become of Beloved though? Neither of them cared and wanted to know, they held a grudge. After all he had beaten them, but not escaped their famous brands of torture. Youji had driven a nail through his hand, which would have been extremely painful. He had been left laying on the ground, hoping that Loveless would show up soon. Youji and Natsuo had slipped away after they were defeated. Not really knowing where to go. They could never go back to Nagisa-sensei, not only would the embarrassment of losing kill them, but so would her sick torture. She could do anything. Possibly kill them, or get new Zero's. Or worse they could be separated. That would lead them to a worse death, than being beaten or abused for the rest of their lives. It would slowly tear them apart, driving them into a suicidal rage, or so they thought. At this point, they were both scared beyond all reason of sanity. Even if they didn't know it, they were already both dieing of hypothermia. Their hands and bodies were shaking uncontrollably, and their heads were getting lighter, their vision became blurred. Youji had been trying to talk with Natsuo for a while, his blood stained lips were moving, but the sounds wouldn't come out. Natsuo wasn't sure if he was trying to talk or if he was just that cold. They were both very light headed, and confused on where they were going. At this point they didn't know, or care; just some place warm. The had been walking for what seemed like hours, but were really just minutes. Natsuo-chan what's happening? Why is everything so cold? Are you alright? Did this really happen? How and why did it happen? Youji had so many questions to ask Natsuo, he became consumed in his own thoughts. He could see the darkness start closing in on him, he blink and shuttered for a moment and then went silent. He leaned on Natsuo more than he was, Natsuo blinked. He could feel Youji breathing, but it was faint. Very faint, almost like he wasn't at all. Natsuo gasped. What was happening to them? He felt weak too, he was cold, it wasn't like Youji to pass out. Something terrible must have been wrong with him. He felt like crying, he couldn't handle seeing him like this. Though he had never cried before, what was crying and how did you do it? These emotions were all very new to him. Youji's body went limp and he collapsed in Natsuo's arms, his hand let go of Natsuo's. Natsuo held him close for a second before picking him up to carry him. He held him up as best as he could, it was hard carrying himself let alone another person. Though Youji was small, it was still hard on his weak body. He looked around for a place to set them, and to rest. Nothing. He remember being there before, he had been going in circles the whole time. "Dammit..." He said weakly, and looked over to a small hill when he heard yelling. It was where they had fought Beloved and he was still laying there, only there was a smaller boy kneeling by him. It must have been Loveless, it looked just like a small Seimei. Though that wasn't the first time he'd seen Loveless,he and Youji had tried to suede him, into getting what they wanted: Beloved.Natsuo stared for a second and then felt weak, he got flashed across his eyes. Then everything went pitch black...
Natsuo eye's opened for a moment, to see a white painted room. This was defiantly not outside. He was laying on a big sheet on the floor. Also he had a white blanket laying on top of him, he looked over to see Youji lying next to him, he gave a weak smile. He was so glad to see him alive. Natsuo gently put a hand on Youji's cheek, he was warm again. Then he noticed that there hands were still really bad looking, Youji's beautiful hands became a blackish color, he had gotten frostbite. Natsuo did also. He was shocked when he saw his own hands. Where were they? They had never been here before. Natsuo looked down to see Youji was half-naked. He wasn't wearing a shirt. Natsuo looked at Youji's small chest, too see that his nipples were hard, he must have still been cold. Natsuo laid his head on Youji's chest. He was back to normal, for body temperature anyways. Though his face was still dark and gloomy, he wasn't wearing a smile or anything. He had a pained expression on his face. He might have been happier dead. Natsuo thought, then shook his head the best he could. No, Youji didn't want to die, or did he? Natsuo gently stroked Youji's hair, he was still worried about him. There wasn't a thing in the world that would make him leave Youji's side. He lifted his head to rest on his shoulder, gently reaching up and pressing his lips against Youji's cheek.
"I love you, Youji-chan." Natsuo whispered, so quietly that he couldn't hardly hear himself. He did love him, but why was it so hard to say? He felt nervous, Youji wasn't even conscious, but he still couldn't say it. He kissed his cheek one last time and rested his head back on the silk pillow. Natsuo heard the door handle move, and someone walked into the room, but he couldn't see very well still. His vision was still not very good from the night before. As the approaching figure came closer, he saw the outline of a man. It was Beloved. In shock Natsuo sat up quickly and pointed his frostbit finger at him. "What are you doing here!" He asked in partial shock and angry. Beloved blinked.
"This is my home.." He said quietly, putting his hand on Natsuo's forehead.
"Don't touch me!" Natsuo snapped, pushing his hand away. "What do you want? How did we get here!" He said putting his arm in front of Youji, to protect him. Again Soubi blinked. He sure was touchy this morning, not the boy he had say last night before they fought.
"I was just making sure that you were alright, you had a fever last night." Soubi said taking his hand and looking at the black spots on it.
"Well don't! I never said you could touch me, or Youji-chan. Stop it!" Natsuo whinnied trying to pull his hand away from Soubi's tight grip. Soubi let the disobedient boy go and gave a sigh. "Why do you care anyways!"
"I wasn't going to leave you two there to die, that would be cruel and inhuman." Soubi said narrowing his eyes. Natsuo smirked.
"We would have let you die, and then laughed at your lifeless body." Natsuo said still smirking. Soubi narrowed his eyes a little more.
"I bet you would have." He stood up and began walking out of the room.
"Hey! Wait! What do I do? How do I help Youji-chan!" Natsuo said weakly standing up and running over to him, gripping his shirt, tripping a little over the rug.
"Don't do anything, let him wake up on his own, then you should bandage up those hands of yours. They look awful." He kept walking, pulling away from Natsuo. "I'll make breakfast." Natsuo started at the older man for a second then his ears dropped, and he went back into the room with Youji.
"Please wake up soon, Youji-chan." Natsuo said staring at the boy's face, wishing that he could see his beautiful eyes again. He gently cupped his cheek. Youji's facial expression had changed. His eyes looked more relaxed, gentle. Natsuo looked at him, waiting for him just to wake up and hug him tightly, and tell him how glad he is that he's okay. He didn't though, he just slept. Natsuo occasional put his head on his chest to make sure his heart was still beating. Sometimes Youji would mutter something, but it was faint and Natsuo really couldn't hear or understand what he was saying. Natsuo had laid his head on Youji's frostbit hands, he was falling asleep again. Though he really didn't trust Soubi. Not with his Youji anyways, he could do what ever he wanted with him, but not Youji. He wasn't aloud to lay a finger on him, ever. Or Natsuo would cut it off. Though he was sure that Loveless would like them even less.
"Ah...Breakfast is ready." Soubi said walking in with a plate of pancakes in hand and forks and knives in the other. He saw that both boys were sleeping, he smiled and brushed the hair out of Youji's eyes, and made sure he didn't have a fever again. He thought it would be best not to wake them, as Natsuo's crabbiness told him that he wouldn't wake him up. He sat the pancakes down on the nightstand next to the lamp, just in case they woke up and wanted something. Soubi was busy and had to go get Ritsuka soon, plus he didn't really want to be around when Kio came home to find the two boy's who had stabbed him the night before. He looked at his bandaged hand and gave a sigh, it had hurt so bad. How did these two innocent looking young boys do something like this? He couldn't understand it. As soon as he walked out and shut the door trying to be quiet, but not doing a good job at it. Youji's small eyes opened a little, he blinked not really knowing where he was. He felt Natsuo's head on his hand and looked down at him with a weak smile. He gently rubbed his head, messing up his hair a little. Natsuo felt this touch, thinking it was Soubi he grabbed it and dug his nails into the skin hoping to get a reaction. When he didn't he looked up too see it was Youji, he instantly stopped and took the boy's hand kissing the part where he had hurt him.
"I'm sorry, Youji-chan..." He said kissing it again, then rubbing the spot gently.
"I-it's alirght...Natsuo-chan.." Youji's voice was weak and quiet. This fight had taken a lot out of him. He felt Natsuo's small butterfly kisses on his hand. The places where he pushed his lips down it felt warm. Youji noticed his hand and gave a small gasp.
"Youji-chan? What's wrong?"
"No-othing..."
"Please tell me." Natsuo was going to do anything to get it out of him. He gently sucked on the skin of his hand, making Youji blush.
"It's just...my hand.."
"Oh, yeah. We should fix that up shouldn't we? Can you stand? Or should I carry you?" Natsuo said kissing his cheek.
"I'll try to stand..." Youji said trying to get up on his feet and after a few moments was successful. Natsuo gripped his shoulder so he wouldn't fall or anything. He wrapped his arms around Youji and slowly began to walk to the bathroom, where Soubi had said to get medicine and such. He pulled out a few bandages,some rubbing alcohol, cotton puffs, and turned on the foist to let his hand's defrost. First he dipped the cotton puff into the rubbing alcohol, getting some on it and gently rubbing it on Youji's face were there were a few small cuts. Youji shut his eyes, he didn't like the texture of the cotton puff, it made him wince.
"It's okay, it will be over in a second. We can't have your cuts getting infected or anything." Natsuo said putting a finger to Youji's lips. He nodded. After his cuts had been mended, he stuck Youji's hands into the very hot water. It was steaming. Being sensitive to heat, Youji gave a cry as Natsuo held his hand down in the water. Natsuo closed his eyes tightly, he also had a little frostbite but it didn't hurt it was just hot on his hands and Youji's cries were making it worse. Youji breathed in and out, trying to get him self used to the hot water, but it wasn't helping. As soon as Natsuo pulled there hands out, Youji's hand was beat red. It shook in Natsuo's hands. Natsuo quickly started bandaging it up. He was finally done. He kissed Youji's lips and smiled at him. "All done, are you okay? I'm sorry if I burnt your hand."
"No it's..okay,it didn't really hurt..." He wrapped his arms around Natsuo's neck, giving him another kiss as a thank you.
"Hmm...didn't you say that we would continue later?" Natsuo asked referring to before the battle with Beloved. Youji gave a small smirk, he wasn't really in any shape to be kissing his lover, but if that's what Natsuo wanted then he would do it.
"Ah, yes I do believe i said that."
"Heh, now where were we?"
"I think we were here." He backed up onto the bathroom wall, and pulled Natsuo on top of him, so that he was leaning on him. Natsuo pressed their lips together. Nipping at Youji's bottom lip, wanting an access for his tongue. He manged to get an opening, and slide his tongue in. He gently massaged their tongues together, making Youji moan a little. Natsuo tickled his neck, making him shiver. He liked seeing Youji having pleasure. Youji slowly began sliding down the wall, his knees were getting weak. As soon as they were close to the ground, Natsuo pressed his knee in Youji's crouch. He moaned, and starting rubbing Natsuo's nipples. Youji didn't want to feel like the women in the relationship, he wanted to make Natsuo feel pressure also. Though Natsuo was already feeling it, he loved hearing Youji's cute moan. Natsuo had moved down to Youji's neck, breathing softly on his skin and sucking on it hard. He had made a few marks on his skin. Natsuo moaned as Youji pinched his nipples. He was making Youji moan also, from him kissing and sucking on his neck. They heard Soubi and Ritsuka walk into the door together, they were talking loudly and laughing about something. Youji and Natsuo both opened their eyes and blinking.
"Shit..." Natsuo said rolling his eyes. "Damn them."
"It's alright...I mean we couldn't have gone much farther anyways."
"Whys that?"
"I'm still feeling weak, I was just going to ask you to stop, but I was enjoying it to much."
"Oh, well you could have said something." Natsuo laughed.
"Like I said, I was having fun."
"Come on, let's go welcome our guests."
"Okay." Youji said taking Natsuo's hand and swinging it back and forth. They walked out of the bathroom, neither of them were wearing shirts and there were still marks on Youji's neck area. It was obvious that they had been doing something with each other. Soubi, being the pervert that he was caught on right away. He gave them a weird look. Ritsuka blinked and gasped seeing them again.
"Hello, Ritsuka-kun." They both said putting on their fakest smiles. Ritsuka turned and looked up at Soubi with surprise. What are they doing here? He thought.
"It's alright Ritsuka-kun, their our guests." Soubi said fixing his glasses. Ritsuka looked at Soubi's bandaged hand and gave a sigh. He wasn't very happy to see them, not after what they had done to his Soubi...What was he thinking? His Soubi it wasn't like he owned him or anything. He had been feeling oddly close to Soubi lately. It was almost like he had a crush on him. Ritsuka shook his head at the thought. Youji and Natsuo stared at him waiting for him to say hello, but he never did and walked right past him.
"What's got his panties in a bunch?" Natsuo whispered to Youji. Youji shurged.
"What's wrong with him?" Youji asked Soubi pointing at Ritsuka. Ritsuka heard them talking about him and turned to them to give them a glare. Soubi blinked at Ritsuka who was bent down looking through the cabinets. Youji grabbed Natsuo's arm and walked over to Ritsuka. "What's your problem?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You have issues, tell me."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"What's your problem?"
"Don't turn the question on me."
"I just did."
"You really do have issues."
"Shut up! No I don't!"
"Admitting it is the first step Ritsuka-kun."
"Don't talk to me."
"Why not? I thought we were friends?"
"Were not friends! We were never friends!"
"Oh yes we are. Ever since I kissed you."
"What! Shut up!" Ritsuka was blushing now and looked over at Soubi to see his reaction to this. Soubi looked at Ritsuka, seeming a little hurt but not showing it to him.
"What's the matter don't want your Lover to find out you were cheating?"
"I said shut up!"
"I don't want to."
"Don't make me hit you."
"Go ahead."
"Your an ass."
"Oh I know, doesn't it just make you angry?"
That's enough." Soubi said pushing Youji away from Ritsuka. "Stop fighting you two." He gently held Ritsuka arm.
"Soubi..."
"Yes?"
"Just to let you know...it wasn't a real kiss."
"Oh."
"Please don't be mad at me."
"I could never be mad at you Ritsuka-kun." Soubi said gently kissing him. Ritsuka blushed like crazy. Natsuo and Youji laughed.
"Get a room you two!" Natsuo called pointing and laughing. Ritsuka was very embarrassed, but he kissed Soubi back anyways. Soubi broke away after a few seconds. He didn't want to leave an example for the Zero's. Even though he had seen the marks on Youji that had clearly been made by a mouth.
"Go away you two." Ritsuka said blushing.
"What ever you say, Ritsuka-chan." Youji giggled walking into the bedroom, they didn't really seem to care that they were living with Soubi now. As long as he didn't do anything to them or make them mad, everything would be fine. Or so they thought...
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YAY! I'm finally done with Chapter 3.I'll try to get done with Chapter 4 before my spring break! Which is next Wednesday. Thank you all my readers! I really appreciate this support!
LilHam aka Haylee.