Mild angst/ mild fluff
"Well…My father and I haven't always had the greatest relationship, so…uh, I was just tired of him talking down to me, so I…well you saw." Yumichika said, hoping that his friends would leave it like that, but deep down knowing they would not let it drop until they got all the details…or at least all the details that had to go with what they heard, he wasn't planning on letting them know about the sexual abuse.
"Yumi, that cant be all…I know this is a sensitive subject, but you are going to have to have a reason for killing a civilian." Hisagi prodded gently. "He was abusive, that's about it." He whispered, hiding his face behind his hair. "What do you mean abusive?" Ikkaku growled, wishing he could have beat the asshole himself. "He slapped me around a bit, t-that's all…" They could all tell he was obviously understating it. "Yumi-kun, I know its hard, you know I understand, but these people are your friends and you NEED them to help you." Ayuma gave a needed push and a look that let him know, she KNEW he was suffering, she knew he needed help. Yumichika let a sad frown appear on his beautiful face, he gave her a sad look, but she just laid her head on his shoulder and urged him to continue. "You need it." she murmured.
He sighed in acceptance, then began his tragic story.
"My family was a happy family, had a decent house for the area we in, I had loving parents, hard working father, loving, doting mother…well, that all ended when I turned 5, that was the year when mom died of disease." He let out a shuddering breath, feeling Ayuma squeeze his hand comfortingly. "When mom died, Father…well…he started drinking, stopped going to work, let the house fall to ruin. I-I had to take over the chores around the house, making supper, doing the laundry, cleaning up his sake bottles, trying to make the house resemble somewhat of the home I remembered. I also had to start working. I worked three jobs, I cleaned some of the nicer restaurants in the area, I helped in some of the farms in the area, helping feeding the animals, cleaning the pens they stayed in, and making sure all the tools they used were working. I also worked in the fields, picking vegetables, watering them, and pulling weeds, all of this paid minimum wage. When I got home, I did my chores, then got beat in thanks for doing them" He snorted at how pathetic he was.
Rangiku was silently crying for her friend, Renji, Hisagi, Kira and Iba were in shock, Ikkaku was fuming, holding it in, not wanting to upset yumi anymore than he already was. Ayuma was quiet, her past consisting of much the same as her friend "When I didn't cook something right, he beat me. When I didn't get all his sake bottles up before he woke, he beat me again. When I struggled when he raped me-" Yumichika stopped, his voice coming to a shocked halt. Every ones froze. Yumichika paled to a chalky white color. Ayuma's eyes widened, she knew he didn't want to reveal that part, it must have just slipped while he was over come with the memories of his past.
"Y-Yumichika…he…he ra-" Ikkaku was cut off as Yumichika leapt of the couch and bolted for the bathroom, slamming the door and clicking the lock. The group heard sounds of retching coming through the door and walls. Then it was quiet.
"DAMN!" Ayuma cursed, running to the door and banging on it with her fists. The others were jumping up to run over, "No, go sit down, he wont want to be smothered right now." she said, trying to contain her distress. "He need his best friend! Let me in there!" Ikkaku yelled at her, trying to shove her aside, only to have her grab his arm and flip him into a pinned position on the floor. He looked up at her in shock, as did the group of his friends. "He needs someone who knows what he went through, who can relate!" She snarled, her silver eyes flaming with anger at his brashness. "You…can relate?" Renji asked, shock showing in his crimson orbs. "Yumichika's father and my father were friends, and we sorta bonded over what they did to us…" she had a sad, pained look in her shimmering eyes, but that soon turned to impatience. "Go. Sit. Down. Now." she commanded, every one obeyed, trusting her to know what was best for their yumi, though some did it reluctantly.
"Yumichika, open this door, please!" he heard her plead after hearing her little scuffle with Ikkaku. He didn't have a razor, so he was sitting on the floor, tracing his scabs and scars, debating on re-opening some of the scabs, or even using his zanpakuto, wanting pain to make him go into blissful numbness. "Yumichika, you need to open this door!" she demanded now, her fist rapping on the door again. "Damn" he choked out, tears cascading from his eyes. "Are you alone?" he asked quietly, only planning to open the door if it was Ayuma. "Yes, yumi-kun" she said softly, "its only me." Scooting over to the door, he clicked the lock and scooted back against the wall.
Ayuma walked in, shutting and locking the door behind her. Yumi-kun, I-" She stopped, eyes widening when she saw his arm as he traced the scars. Slowly, she sat next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. "You've been busy, huh?" she muttered, tracing a particularly bad scar on his ravaged arm. "Heh, yeah." He said with a sniffle.
"Damn, I didn't want to say that! Now…how will I face them, telling them about the abuse was already degrading enough…the rape…well, I didn't want them to know. Rangiku is a great person, but she has no idea how to keep a secret…" he looked up at her, "Why did you make me tell them!" he said, hurt in his voice. "Because, you need their support and help. Yumi, I know its hard, but I also know you are suffering. You need support, and I know they will give it to you. I want you to be happy…I NEED you to be happy. I Still mean what I said the day you left, I still feel the way I did the day you left." she said shyly. Yumichika looked down at her, she had a blush on her soft face, her eyes were shimmering, and she had a small, sad smile on her lips.
"Yumichika!" Ayuma greeted, her face lighting up entirely. "Yuma-chan." he greeted, giving her a soft hug. He felt her warm arms wrap around him as well. "This is an unexpected visit!" she sang out, making her way to the kitchen, where he smelled dinner cooking, Ayuma had always been an excellent cook.
He blushed lightly as he noticed how much she had grown up. 'Damn…' he thought. She had soft, but well defined curves. Her shiny hair had grown out long and lush, she was slender, but you could see her toned body. He licked his lips, but mentally slapped himself. 'I cant be thinking this way about her!' he said to him self as he directed his mind to go to the task he came here for. "-and she gave me a great deal on the meat, which is good, because you know how much I love meat!" she giggled. He sweat dropped, apparently she had been talking the whole time he had been…ehem, checking her out. "Yumi-kun? Are you okay?" she asked. "Your face is flushed! Are you coming down with a fever?" she gasped, pressing the back of her hand on his forehead, making the blush worse. "No, I am fine" He assured her, wrapping his hand around hers as he pulled it down, releasing it slowly after he got it down. He noticed a small blush on her face too when their hands touched.
"Ayuma…I…I am leaving" he blurted out, just trying to get it over with. "What?" she answered, a confused look on her face. "I am going to the Shinigami academy…I will be there for a few years, then, I will join the thirteen court guard. But, I-I want you to come with me…" he said, a note of pleading in his voice. "Yumichika...I c-cant…Mother is very, very sick! I have to take care of her, because we both know father wont do it…Yumi-kun, please, please don't go!" she cried, tears filling her eyes. "I have to." he said, sadness echoing in his tone. "You are leaving me…?" she whispered, her voice broken up. "I have to go." he said, trying to convince himself now. "Yumichika, you cant go, because, because I love you!" she shouted, slapping her hands to her mouth, her face red as a tomato. Yumichika was stunned to say the least. He tilted his head, and cupped her cheek in his palm, "I don't know what to say…" he murmured, conflict shadowing his face. "I understand that you have to go…Because I want you to be happy, I NEED you to be happy" she sighed sorrowfully, her eyes closed, "but please, don't forget me…because, I will never, ever forget you." she whispered, tears trailing don her cheeks. "I could never forget you Yuma-chan, never" he said, his breath brushing her as he lightly pressed his lips on her forehead, then pulling away, smiling sadly. "I will visit you, I promise." he stated, then turned and walked out the door, hearing the whispered words "I love you, Yumichika Ayasegawa" following him out into the wind.
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