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Tadashi straightened up and yanked Hiro behind him, glowering at the two intruders as he backed away, forcing Hiro to do the same.
'You just gave them permission to do whatever they want to us.'
The older faintly frowned to himself.
What could Hiro have possibly meant by that…?
Pushing that thought to the back of his mind for now, he tightened his grip on his little brother's wrist, determined not to let the smaller out of his grasp. Wesley and Alex would not harm another hair on Hiro's head.
Not as long as he could help it.
Wesley suddenly grinned, folding his hands together and tilting his head. "Shall we go over the rules?" he asked.
Tadashi's frown became more apparent.
"The rules?"
"Of course," Wesley chimed, chuckling a bit. "We can't have a game without rules." He turned to his partner. "Isn't that right, Alex?"
The other simply grunted in response.
Tadashi glanced at him and tensed dramatically when he noticed the taller man staring straight at Hiro.
Straight at his baby brother.
Tadashi felt his chest tighten
He didn't like the look Alex was giving the younger boy.
He didn't like it one. bit.
Wesley clapped his hands, capturing the brothers' attention once more. "Are you both listening? This is important."
"Yes," Tadashi replied stiffly with narrowed eyes. "We are."
"Good." The shorter reeled back a bit. "Let us start with the basics-"
"Oh, but Wesley," Alex piped up, finally taking his eyes off of the younger Hamada and shocking everyone in the process. No one had expected him to utter a single word, let alone interrupt his partner. "I have a better idea..."
Both of the brothers paled a bit.
That doesn't sound good...
The other psychopath perked up upon hearing this. "Hm? What's that, 'Lex?"
A sickening grin spread across the lanky man's face. "Let's let the boys figure out the rules for themselves."
Tadashi's eyes widened with slight alarm. "Wait- what-?!"
"Excellent idea!" Wesley gasped. Tadashi felt sick at seeing the other so excited at the mere idea of their misery. "See, Alex? I'm not the only clever one here."
"I guess not."
"You can't be serious!" The elder Hamada boy interrupted, causing both of the intruders to look at him with curious gazes. "That's not fair to my brother and I! We hardly know how to play this damn game in the first place! Taking away the rules and making us figure them out on our own?! That's downright dirty!"
"At least give us a hint?!" Hiro piped up from behind his brother. Tadashi squeezed his wrist and shushed him in return.
The less attention drawn to the messy-haired boy, the better.
"Nope. No hints," Wesley sang, laughing at the grief that crossed through the others' expressions. "You two look so lost! It's quite pathetic!"
Tadashi bristled. "Your tyrant personality is more pathetic than our fear, Wesley," he sneered, his free hand clenching into a fist.
Alex's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Apologize," he demanded, immediately picking up on Wesley's wounded pride. "Apologize to him, Tadashi. Right now."
"No," was the boy's immediate response. "I will not apologize to that sick bastard. If anything, he should be apologizing to us. Both of you should be apologizing."
"Say you're sorry," Alex continued in a cold, unsettling tone of voice.
Tadashi refused to back down. "No."
"You have until the count of three…"
"You've got to be kidding me," he could hear Hiro whisper behind him.
What is this? Kindergarten?! Tadashi thought incredulously, staring Alex down with a glare of his own as he began the counting.
"One…"
Tadashi took note of the anger practically radiating off Alex in waves.
"Two…"
He watched as a smug, 'you-should-have-listened' smirk stretched across Wesley's face.
"Three."
Alex lunged.
Tadashi acted fast, throwing Hiro to the side for safety and jumping in the opposite direction, rolling across the floor and hissing in pain as his head collided with the coffee table. Alex skidded to a stop, whirling to face Tadashi with an insane look of fury.
The Asian's eyes widened with disbelief.
He was absolutely mad.
Alex lunged again. Tadashi tried to roll out of the way once more, but Alex was faster. He grabbed Tadashi's leg, pulling the male towards him with surprising strength. Across the room, Hiro wailed with distress at the sight of his older brother so vulnerable in the other's grasp.
Tadashi felt as helpless as he looked.
Like a mouse caught in the paws of a vicious cat.
"I warned you, Tadashi," Alex spat, straddling the boy's waist after flipping him around. He pulled his arm back, and before the helpless brainiac knew it, his fist was flying forward and pain was exploding through his jaw.
Tadashi cried out in pure pain.
Across the room, Hiro screamed upon witnessing this and picked himself up off of the floor. He ran towards them, only to be swept off of his feet by an equally strong Wesley.
"Shhh," the twisted man whispered into Hiro's ear. "Your brother brought this on himself."
Alex reeled back, punching Tadashi over and over and over.
In the cheek.
In the jaw.
In the eye.
In the nose.
"All you had to say," Alex began between punches, grunting as he did so. "Was 'Sorry'. Was that too much to ask of you-?!"
Tadashi felt his vision swarm with black dots.
The pain wouldn't end.
"S-STOP-!" Hiro cried in the background after what seemed like years of attacks, struggling against Wesley's hold. "STOP HITTING HIM!" A sob escaped the young prodigy's throat. "HAVEN'T YOU DONE ENOUGH?!"
Alex paused, stopping just before he could land another blow to Tadashi's bruising face. Straightening up, he cracked his knuckles and twisted around, grinning at Hiro deviously. "You're right. I have done enough…" Turning back to Tadashi, he leaned down, planting a hard kiss on the other's lips. "My bad, honey~" He cleared his throat and stood, turning around and walking back over to Wesley.
Wesley beamed and let go of Hiro, who, after recovering from the horrific scene, ran over to his injured brother. "Alex, what would I do without you?" the psychotic man asked.
Alex smirked, kissing his head. "Crash and burn."
Meanwhile, Hiro was helping his older brother sit up, propping him against the nearby sofa. Tears fell down Hiro's cheeks at the sight of the other's face. "O-oh my god, T-Tadashi…"
Bruises were forming on his left eye, lower right jaw, and upper left cheek.
His nose was bleeding profusely.
His hair was awfully messy from the struggle.
Tadashi looked dreadful.
Despite this, however, he smiled at his younger brother, pain evident in his expression, although he did his best to hide it. "I-I'm okay, Hiro…" he murmured. "R-Really… I am…"
"H-he wouldn't stop hitting you," Hiro lightly argued. "He was ruthless. H-he even kissed you…!"
Tadashi laughed bitterly. "I-I guess I'm just irresistible…"
Hiro let out a sour laugh, despite the situation. "Bonehead…" he scolded lightly, shrugging off his hoodie and pressing one of the sleeves to his brother's bleeding nose. "Never scare me like that again…"
"I'll try not to," Tadashi muttered through the cloth.
Hiro frowned, his eyes welling up with tears once more. "Tadashi-"
"Rule number one!" Wesley interrupted quite obnoxiously, grinning venomously as he and Alex stalked towards the brothers. "You do exactly as we say, when we say it."
"Otherwise…" Alex cut in, smirking at Tadashi, who glowered in return. "Well… you know what will happen."
"Monsters…" Hiro muttered under his breath, pressing the cloth a bit harder on Tadashi's wound. "Both of you. Absolute monsters."
"Oh no, Hiro," Wesley cut in. Upon hearing the other say Hiro's name, Tadashi immediately wrapped his arms protectively around his brother, pulling the younger close and practically growling at the one talking. Wesley, amused, continued. "Alex and I aren't monsters."
"You both are for allowing us to do this to you."
Hiro went to talk but was silenced by the other.
"The more you fight, the less time you have to live. The better you obey, the longer you have to live."
"Point blank," Alex interrupted without a hint of remorse in his tone. "Wesley and I are going to break you both down until you're begging to be killed."
The Hamada brothers flinched in unison as the sudden dark turn in the conversation.
Alex grinned.
"We're going to strip you of everything you were, are, and will be. You two will be crushed, gone, hopeless."
Tadashi gripped onto Hiro tighter.
"And when you both are at your worst… then, and only then, will we allow death to take you both."
"Then, and only then, will we win."
Suddenly, Hiro's earlier words echoed through his mind once more.
'You just gave them permission to do whatever they want to us.'
Oh no.
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