Chapter 2: Fine

( A.N: IT'S SO SHORT!! ACK I'M REALLY SORRY!! I'LL ADD MORE TO THE NEXT CHAPTER!! )

His violet eyes fluttered open. He knew right away he wasn't at home. He could tell he wasn't at Hiro's house either. He was sore. He was aching. And flashbacks of the previous night had begun to play in his mind like a movie. Images he'd never wanted to see again, were now all coming back to him. He looked to the slightly opened doorway.

"Ryu-chan..."

"Shu-chan, good morning," he said with a smile. That was the smile that drew Shuichi to him when he was feeling sad. That was the smile of the man that Shuichi liked to spend his time around the most.

"Morning..." Shuichi replied quietly.

"You sound better...You're voice isn't raspy anymore."

"I don't feel any better..." Shuichi answered, sitting up. His face and arms were still marked in bruises. The cut above his left eyes was now a scab of red blood. Ryuichi looked away, turning his blue eyes to gaze at his feet. He couldn't bear to look at the battered and bruised Shuichi.

'Aizawa,' he thought silently,

'You'll pay for ever even laying a hand on him.'

"Ryu-chan?" Shuichi questioned lightly.

"Hm?" Ryuichi looked up again, making eye contact with Shuichi once more.

It was then that Shuichi saw it. Aizawa's name written in Ryuichi eyes. Ryuichi could kill Aizawa in a split second if he really wanted to. And he wouldn't even have to worry about prison. If there's anyone who can talk their way out of anything, it was Seguchi, Tohma. And who else should be one of Ryuichi's best friends? ...Seguchi, Tohma. He was a very manipulating man who got everyone to do exzactly as he pleased. It was Tohma's way, or it didn't happen. And if Ryuichi wanted Aizawa dead, he could get it to happen very easily. It was as simple as that.

"Forget about Aizawa, ok? He's not worth your time."

Ryuichi just stared, he couldn't answer. He didn't know how to.

( LATER ON!!! )

It wasn't until that night, while they were eating together, that the name was brought up. Neither of them had really expected it. But, it was there, and it had been lying hidden subconsiously in Shuichi's mind for some time now.

"Yuki will want me home..."

Ryuichi had then flinched. Closing his eyes momentarily, then opening them again and staring at his food. Suddenly he wasn't hungry anymore. His stomach churned and twisted and tied itself in knots. He hated that fact. He wished Yuki and Shuichi weren't together...But it was so selfish of him to wish like that. Shuichi was Yuki's...Not his...

"I know he will, but, I'd like for Eiri-san to let you recover first..."

"I could recover at home..."

"..."

That was true, and he knew it. He didn't really want for Shuichi to catch on. He didn't want Shuichi to neglect him, or feel strange around him...He just wanted Shuichi...To love him.

"What's wrong? You're awefully quiet..."

"...It's nothing..."

'He should be inside my head right now if he thinks I'm being quiet...'

"Alright..."

"I'd just like, for you to recover here first, ok?"

"Alright...Once I've recovered...I want to go home..."

"..."

"Ryu-chan?"

"...Fine."

( A.N: I'M SORRY!!! )