O.O he get's beat, i feel bad o.o but bleh! Tohma's being nicer, o.o helping him and all o.o


"You worthless piece of shit!" He yelled at the younger of the two, punching him in the face. It was almost like a daily ritual. The older man, kept yelling, punching the younger in the face to give him a black eye, and grabbed him hard on the arms, to give them bruises. At one point, the older man, threw the younger into a wall, a snapping noise could be heard.

There was a women, watching. She did absolutely nothing to help, nothing. She could careless about what happenes to the younger. The younger wasnt making anymore money for "her" to live off of, so she could care less that her husband, the younger's step father, was beating on him.

"Taki, your worthless, get out of this house!" The man held the younger's half broken arm tight then slammed him into the door. Taki took the handle with his good hand and opened the door, not bothering to shut it while he left.

"NEVER SHOW YOUR FACE AROUND HERE AGAIN!" The step father yelled, his face going red as he did from lack of air. The women, Taki's mother, took her husband in her arms and held him tight, smirking at her walking son.

Taki walked down the stairs from his home, not his personal apartment, but the one he normally stayed at, with his parents. He hated them, to say the least, but he put up with their bullshit everyday, day in and day out. It was horrible, and he hated it, he wanted to live somewhere else. His own personal apartment, he loved, just because it was close to NG, but he couldnt stay there because he was running low on money. He had about 500 thousand left but at the rate he was going, it would be gone in a matter of weeks. His mother, his own flipping mother, was stealing his money from him. It's like she knew where he hid it, and what his combonations to the bank were. It scared Taki.

He made it out of the apartment building and started walking down the street, his head down. People stared at him, but he made no sound, how could he, he could have died from atleast 3 more punches to his face. The man was way stronger then he was, what was he supposed to do? He couldnt really do anything, so he took it...took ever punch, as they came.

"...w..where...to...go..." Taki asked himself out loud, his voice was raspy and sounded like he hadnt used it for a really long time. He thought about going to NG, but at this hour, he thought no one would be there, "Tohma...he always...works late..." he said then headed to NG. He had to see if Tohma was there, he could help him...he could give him a place to stay, until he could find another place for the 10th time.

It took 30 minutes, with the legs Taki had. They were shaking from the incident, and felt all noodle like. It was almost like they couldnt and wouldnt hold up Taki, but they seemed to, because Taki pushed himself to do it. He pushed himself through the doors of NG, not caring if the secretary saw him in this condition. Heading to the elevator, Taki pushed up, knowing it would take another few minutes to get up to Tohma's office. He nearly fell over when the elevator stopped to let him off, he was so shakin up by now, he felt like he couldnt bare anything.

Knocking as light as he could on the doors, he heard someone's voice from the other side say "Come In" he couldnt tell if it was Tohma or what, all he knew is that he could be saved from this torment by the person. Taki peeped his head through the door, seeing it was in fact, Tohma Seguchi. He smiled as best he cold then felt faint, falling over onto the ground.

"Aizawa-san!" Tohma stammered, strambling to get out of his desk and rushed over to Taki, picking him up gentle as he could and put him over on the couch that just happened to be in his office. How convenient?

"Taki, Taki, wake up" he whispered to the fainted one.

Taki moved a little, opening his left eye, looking at Tohma slightly. "S...sorry...I..didnt mean to...faint like that..." he said softly.

"No no, it's fine, but what happened to you? Your all beat up..." Tohma said, looking at him closely. He could see that Taki's cloths were slightly torn and the bone in his arm was sticking out. "Your arm...it's broken, Taki..."

"m...my step father...he's been beating me..again..." Taki said very softly, barely audiable. Tohma nodded then got up, and headed into the adjacent room, getting a med kit and some cloth so he could make a sling for Taki.

Taki didnt want Tohma to see him like this, but he was the only person he could trust since the band ASK broke up and Maa-kun and Ken werent talking to him, he thought it was the only one...

When Tohma came back, he pulled out some cotton balls and stripped the alchohal bottle of the cap and poured some on the cotton. He then dabbed it on some of the wounds on Taki's arm, making the younger flinch and growl slightly.

"Shh, it will only hurt a little more" Tohma coo'ed to him, trying to get him to calm down, which seemed to work. Taki closed his eye, then felt the alchohal being dabbed around his eye, on the really purple parts of the bruise.

Tohma finished up quickly then proceeded to making the sling, lifting up Taki's arm gently, trying not to hurt him and put a piece of cloth around the arm, wrapping it until it was from his wrist up his arm almost to his shoulder. Tohma took another piece of cloth and wrapped it around Taki's neck, and shoulder, going behind his back, making the younger lean up a little, getting some protest from him in the process and tied it in the front.

"That...should work for your broken arm, but you'll need to see a doctor" Tohma said, putting the supplies back in the med kit.

"Thanks...I didnt think...you'd help me this much..." Taki opened his right eye this time, everything blurry. "I...wanted to ask you, if you could help me, find another place to live. It seems...that all my mother wanted me for, was for my money, which she pretty much has all. She keeps stealing it, and I cant even put it in the bank without it being stolen...Tohma...will you help me?" he asked, almost pleadingly.

Tohma came back from the other room and grabbed the chair that was infront of his desk and pulled it over. Sitting on it, he started to speak softly, "Yes, I'll help you, you dont need everyday punishment like this, it's horrible, Taki, you could have died if you stayed any longer..."

"I know...my brains would be all over the floor by now" Taki laughed a little.

"This isnt a joking matter..." Tohma said sternly, looking at him with a serious face.

"I know that Tohma, but I felt like I needed a laugh, even laughing at my own pathetic existance will make me feel better sometimes..." Taki said, looking to the side. This little saying, made Tohma want to slap him so hard, his brain WOULD fly out the other end of his ear, into the wall and smoosh.

"It's not pathetic...you should live it to the fullest, not thinking of things like this..." Tohma said softly, trying to calm himself down this time.

"Sometimes, that's how I feel about my life..." Taki whispered. Tohma sighed, "Yea, sometimes, alot of people's lives are like that, it's just your perspective on your own, just please...dont thing your life is like that, because it will make me sad..." Tohma smiled a gentle smile, trying to give Taki some kind of happy thoughts or something.

"Sorry, I'll try to stay positive" Taki smirked then started to doze off. "I...im gonna...fall asleep..."

"It's ok, Im working late again tonight, just rest here, I'll wake you up, when I have to go, and take you to my place, ok?" Tohma said, getting off of the chair, grabbing it and pulling it back over to the desk to it's rightful place, infront. Taki nodded then curled into a little ball on the couch, his slinged arm, on his side so it wouldnt move as he slept.

Tohma went over to his desk, sorting out some paperwork, "Tachi...dont get hurt anymore, it makes you...so pitiful looking..." Tohma sighed, then found some music sheets. He thought if he should try playing them, seeing as they were HIS music, and decided he should. Going over to a piano, in his office, How even more Conventient of him, he put the music sheet on the rack and sat down. His fingers suddenly then started to glide over the key's, playing a light tune. Sleepless beauty, no vocals, no anything else, but silent paino.

He played it for about 5 minutes, sighing afterwards, smiling inside, because it was pretty. Tohma got up and grabbed the music sheets, going back over to his desk and setting them on top of the papers he sorted a few minutes ago. He looked over at Taki, decideding not to, and walked slowly over to him. He lent down, and picked the younger up, and carried him out.

10 minutes later, Tohma stood with the younger in his arms, infront of his car. Opening the door slowly, he managed it somehow atleast without dropping Taki, he set the man in the backseat then shut the door, going to the drivers side, and opening the door, sitting down and putting the keys in. The car hummed then he drove off, to his apartment. Tohma kept looking in the mirror, back at Taki, to see if he woke up or not, and obviously, he didnt. Taki was like a log, not to be woken easily. Just like someone else he knew.

When they arrived, Tohma took Taki up to his apartment, and once inside, he set him on the comfortable couch that was in the living room, and went to the other couch and sat on it, watching the younger.

"Sleep well" Tohma softly murmered before his eyes shut and he soon fell asleep under all the pressure from work and taking care of Taki over flowing inside his body. It was like all the stress was stacking up ontop of Tohma, just making him fall into a deep sleep, only to be woken up 8 hours later by an alarm clock, that would say, "Time for Work."


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