Chapter Eleven
Love And War
"What the hell do you mean you are leaving!" Yuki burst out into fury and grabbed the very next thing beside him. he threw a book from the table at Shuichi, who had ducked behind the chair for his life.
"You know what I mean! I have to go on tour!" Shuichi's voice raised over Yuki's constant cussing. He stood back up once Yuki had stopped tossing around heavy objects and collapsed onto the floor. He roared loudly repeating to pound the floor. His hands turned red and sore as he cried out. Shuichi came out from behind the chair, sure that Yuki would not start up again. He rushed over, shaking Yuki's shoulders in concern. Shuichi embraced Yuki tenderly once he noticed he was actually upset enough to cry.
Yuki held onto him, "I want you to stay here."
Shuichi smiled and cradled him in his arms, "I'll be back in three weeks tops, I promise." Shuichi stroked his head gently and kissed Yuki.
Rain hasn't completely stopped, but almost, and up ahead Yuki could see the lighted signs posting gale forced gust of fifty miles per hour, the bridge speed limit reduced to half that. Which means it will take an eternity to get back home from the airport. The blistering cold had Yuki already breaking into panic. A storm was heading their way the moment Shuichi had got on the plane. Tiny bumps on his forehead and upper lip, tunneled along his neck and spine. The whistling crosswinds that buffet and rock the car like a cheap aluminum rowboat. Its the old panic kicking in again, that terrible fear fixation that follows Yuki's childhood. Suddenly out of the winds and rain, Yuki comes to an immediate stop. A crowd of people gather round a regular school building. All there faces pointed up toward the roof and their whispers float around. Yuki gets out and struggles through the crowd until he can see what they can. Barely standing, a young boy about 17 stood on the very edge of the roof. One foot limping off the ledge toward the ground the other perfectly balancing him.
"What the hell are you doing? You need to do something!" Yuki shouted from crowd. When no one responded or even looked at him he ran inside. Yuki scaled the stairs until he reached the top and was in sight of the kid. "What are you doing! Are you freaking crazy!" Yuki pulled the boy's sleeve violently, but the boy jerked back with more forced and was closer to falling off.
"I can't take it anymore!" The boy turns to him, tears and snot running down his face horridly. "I don't want to face it anymore!"
Yuki grabbed the boy by the shirt just as he was jumping off for jump. "Stop it!" Yuki pulled him back over and threw him onto the ground. "If your life is that much a living hell, than why not solve the problem. Killing yourself won't make you feel any better, and its only hurting the ones you care about!"
His eyes still filled with tears and sorrow erupted into more pain. He shook his head and beat his fist against the ground. "I'm not strong enough to face it. I have no right to live!" He tried once more to run by Yuki and get to the edge, but Yuki punched the kid in the stomach. The boy fell to his feet. He clinched Yuki's shirt in his hands and dug his head into his chest crying to most. "Just let me die...I want to die."
Yuki comforted the boy and sat down with him. He wrapped him in his arms and stroked his head like Shuichi had done to him. "If you die, I would care." The boys eyes widened and slowed the tears. Yuki only pulled the boy closer rocking him, till he was calm.
"Please...please let me..." He slowed down and fainted from the shock of it all. Yuki relived the boy was feverish from the rain and carried him down stairs and to his car. Yuki took the boy home, thinking that this must have been what Shuichi felt when he saved Chizuru. Both were so helpless and you couldn't resist not to help them.
"You are certainly wild enough to be strong." Yuki whispered stroking his hair until the boys eyes opened. He looked around. Yuki had propped him up against his own shoulder as they sat on the couch. "You didn't stay out long." He smiled warmly and pulled a blanket around them both.
There wet clothes soaked to their skin and stuck to it tightly. "Why...why did you do that?" He held hold of Yuki's waist, and stared at him pitifully.
"I don't know...you kind of remind me of Shuichi." Yuki smiled as his eyes curved and he patted the kid's head.
"Shuichi?"
"Yeah, you two around just a like, cry babies." Yuki laughed remembering all the time Shuichi cried over stupid things like breaking Yuki's things.
The boys suddenly pushed away. "Stop it. Stop laughing at me!" He held his knees close to his chest and frowned. "Everyone is always laughing at me..."
"Is that why you tried to kill yourself! Cause some kids are picking on you!" Yuki got mad, ready to hurt the boy for such a reason.
"Nobody I know remembers, much less cares about me. Like how sad I was when my father died after getting remarried to that bitch. I think she killed him, but its not big deal!" He mocks the people who didn't care. He looks back at Yuki and then suddenly starts to cry again. "It's not big deal! Like when she beats me and..." He stopped and thinks cruelly of her. He then embraced Yuki, childishly crying into his chest.
Yuki stares angrily at him, "does she touch you?" The boy goes silent and doesn't answer to the fact his mother rapes him. Yuki pets the boy more lovingly until he falls back asleep. "Then I will protect you...Ryo Ikari." Yuki read the kids name off his student Id in his pocket.