Disaster
Chapter 6

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Breakdown

Yuki was pissed. No, he was more than pissed. Not a totally full blown pissed-off though, there were other emotions in the mix as well, but pissed-off was raking in the top three.

He was also disgusted…completely and utterly disgusted. He felt like taking a shower and scrubbing so hard everyone last skin cell was off his body. He felt like taking a knife and slowly skinning himself.

There was also a fair amount of shame. A shame so great that he didn't think he could face anyone every again. He wanted to lock himself in a dark room and roll into a ball.

So many emotions were flowing through his body he couldn't even speak cohertly, couldn't even think straight, couldn't even look at things clearly, couldn't even keep his body from trembling.

So what could make the great and normally in control Yuki break down like this? To put it plainly: incest. Being groped by your younger brother isn't something you ever want happening. Yuki just couldn't take it.

"Yuki? Yuki? Snap out of it or I'll be forced to kiss you again," Tatsuha threatened.

Something shot up Yuki's spine. What was it? Fear? No…Yuki could not fear his own brother…but yet, there it was, slowly consuming all the other emotions. Within the seconds it took to realize and accept he was afraid it had become his one and only emotion…he was bursting with it.

"Do you want me to kiss you again? Is that it? Did I turn you on that much?" Tatsuha joked.

More fear was emitted. He couldn't contain it all. When he finally looked up at his brother all his fear broke out from under his reigns.

He did the first thing his instincts told him: he ran. He sprinted exactly 3.2 miles home without stopping, not even for the night traffic. His speed could definitely rival Shuichi's fastest time…and that was certainly saying something.

Shuichi was at a loss for words while he walked home with Suguru.

"So…uh…enlightening night, don't you think?" Suguru asked.

"Y-yeah," agreed Shuichi, struggling with the familiar word.

"Yeah," Suguru repeated. He was at a loss of words as well.

"Shuichi!" called someone from behind them.

When Shuichi turned around he was shocked to find that it was none other than Tatsuha.

"Shuichi!" he repeated.

"W-what?" asked Shuichi, already deciding not to bring it to Tatsuha's attention that he had been at the club.

"H-has Yuki ever…run…before?" Tatsuha asked unclearly.

"What are you talking about?" Suguru interrupted.

"Has he ever…you know…run away from anyone," Tatsuha tried again, "Like, has he ever like…sprinted off after shaking compulsively for several minutes?"

"What? No, of course not," Shuichi said without any suspicion, "he hasn't ever run away or shook compulsively. Yuki doesn't do those things."

"What'd you do?" Suguru asked, having the fears that Shuichi didn't.

"Uh…" attempted Tatsuha, looking extremely worried, " I think I broke Eiri. I broke my brother!" He realized, collapsing into a crouching position on the ground, holding his head in his hands. "I joked too much and I actually broke him! I went way too far!"

"Just what happened?" Suguru asked.

"I forced him to make out with me for a coupon…a fucking coupon, can you believe it? And I might've gotten into it too much and went under his shirt. That was all before I knew the prize was complete crap though!" Tatsuha explained.

Because of his hysterics the story didn't make much sense to a person that wasn't at the club. Fortunately for Tatsuha, however, Shuichi and Suguru were both at the club and bright enough to put the two together.

So Yuki didn't love his brother romantically, he was being raped.

"And I promised not to see him for a month if he came to the club so now I can't even apologize!" Tatsuha whined.

"It's not my problem," Shuichi reasoned, uncharacteristically cold, "I don't care." And with that, he walked away.

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Two blocks later he was in tears.

"My poor Yuki! I really really really hope he's okay! Do you think he'll be okay, Suguru?" Shuichi asked, bawling.

Suguru sighed, this was getting annoying, "I think you should take care of yourself first and foremost, will you do that?"

"Ya, of course I will," Shuichi answered, "But I don't have anything that needs taking care of so I can focus on Yuki."

"That's true, but in about two seconds I plan on kissing you, what'll you do then?" Suguru asked.

"You aren't-"

"…One…two," Suguru counted, pulling in Shuichi on 'two' and kissing him roughly.

After a few minutes of squirming Shuichi relaxed into it and the kiss started to soften. It wasn't long until Suguru's tongue was in the other boy's mouth, exploring and playing around Shuichi's tongue.

Tohma silently emerged from behind a tree and chuckled from beneath a hood. "Looks like my nephew is quite the risk taker," he said quietly and proudly, before taking off.

Yuki was experiencing true fear for the second time in his life. It was a heart racing, adrenaline pumping fear, and he couldn't stand it. This whole experience was bringing back the bad memories from his past.

Last time he experienced fear like this he killed someone, what disastrous thing would happen this time?

Yuki curled up into a ball on his floor and cried.

This whole experience had wholly and entirely broken him and he had crumbled into himself.

Ding dong his doorbell sounded for the sixth time that day. No doubt Tatsuha had told anyone that would listen about his break down so every doorbell was just another annoying overly concerned person.

He tightened the ball he had formed himself into, feeling his muscles ache in protest. He had been sitting in that same position since yesterday night.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding dong

Whoever decided a doorbell would be better than knocking? The doorbell was fucking annoying.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding dong

The irritation at the sound the doorbell was making almost made Yuki move to answer it.

…Until he found out whom it was on the other side of the door.

"Eiri? I know I'm breaking my promise but I'm really worried about you. Are you alright?" asked the very distinct voice of Tatsuha.

More fear flooded through Yuki and it actually made him let out a squeak.

He curled up even tighter and burrowed himself into his carpet as much as he could.

"I'm not leaving until you talk to me," threatened Tatsuha, "You talk to me or I'm sleeping here tonight."

Yuki didn't know what to do. The police either wouldn't care or they'd cart Tatsuha off to jail for a while.

Yuki couldn't do it because he couldn't bear to face him.

Who was really left? …Tohma.

"Eiri, come on. Get out here," Tatsuha demanded.

Getting desperate Yuki called Tohma's cell phone.

"Yuki?" Tohma asked.

"Tohma please, I'll do anything you want as long as you get over here and get rid of Tatsuha. Please just…come over," Yuki practically begged.

"Yeah," Tohma said quickly, hanging up his phone and dashing off to the writer's house.

"People are staring," Shuichi complained.

"We can go to my apartment. I live alone so there won't be any…distractions," Suguru offered.

"No," Shuichi answered disappointedly, "My folks want me home for dinner. I'll call you afterwards though, okay?"

"I suppose it'll have to do," Suguru sighed, "But you owe me for letting you go off and abandon me."

"Thanks Suguru," replied Shuichi, leaning over and giving Suguru a peck on one cheek, "Bye."

"See you," called Suguru to the retreating Shuichi.

Suguru smiled. He and Shuichi were officially going out and he couldn't wait to hear Hiro's opinion on the matter. The guitarist was to Shuichi what Tohma was to Yuki, he just didn't realize it.

"Tatsuha?" asked Tohma, approaching Yuki's doorstep, "What's going on?"

"I broke Yuki," Tatsuha replied with shame, "I actually broke him."

"What'd you do?" Tohma asked, "You should know that Yuki's not always as strong as he appears. You have to remember that before you go and do anything stupid. So what was it this time?"

"I kissed him and...other things," Tatsuha answered.

Silence.

"It was to get this coupon," the young monk tried to explain.

"Uh-huh," answered Tohma, not getting any understanding out of Tatsuha's last statement. "Never mind, just get out of here. I'll go talk to Yuki."

"Alright," agreed Tatsuha, reluctantly standing up from the porch step to leave, "He's all ours then. Good luck."

"Yuki?" asked Tohma, crawling in through the kitchen window. "You weren't answering your door, so I decided to let myself in," he explained, now standing on the counter the window was above. "Yuki?" asked Tohma again, jumping off the counter and walking into the living room.

What he found there was the most extraordinary and fear provoking thing that anyone could ever see in his or her entire life. Yuki was in the fetal position, trembling and whimpering, such a thing had only occurred right after the 'Yuki-sensei' incident and that time he had almost been raped. Tatsuha's forwardness must have brought back some of those unwanted memories.

"Yuki…" said Tohma, pity very prominent in his voice. …For once, Yuki didn't care.

"Tohma…" Yuki whimpered.

Tohma rushed over and embraced the quivering writer and within seconds Tohma had what no one else had ever had before. He had a crying, whimpering, and shuddering Yuki in his arms.

I'm thinking chapter seven will go up Saturday (the 14th) so please check on it around that time. It might get up by Friday, depending on how busy I'm feeling, but don't count on it.