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Scene 6-Would your arms be open or would you walk away?

Pain.

That was the only word in his world right now. They were being rougher than usual. He didn't know why; and he didn't care. All he wanted was his suffering to stop.

More pain.

He tasted blood, and wonders why. Ah, he remembers now. He had bit down his lip hard, muffling back a scream when they assaulted him for the third time. Or was it the fourth? For some reason, his mind was getting hazy.

Numbness.

He was amazed. He marveled that a human body could endure so much abuse. He should have stopped feeling anything long ago. As a particularly ugly brute loomed over him, he couldn't help giggling a little. Looks like he wasn't going to school today. Yuki was going to be so mad. He idly wondered what punishment Yuki would give him this time; wondered if he going crazy. Anyone would be; if they thought about a certain sarcastic blonde jerk at a time like this. His vision was getting blur. He liked it blur. It meant he didn't have to see. Didn't have to see those real-life nightmares.

He was slipping away. It was strange. The last coherent thought he had before going unconscious was of Yuki. Eyes closing despite his half-hearted protest, Shuichi dreamily wondered if Yuki's hair was as silky as it looked.

Blankness.

XXX

Riiiing!

"Finally." Yuki stalked out of the lab grumpily, not caring who saw him. He could finally get away from the academy and go home.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly (was it trying to give him skin cancer?) and the birds perched on tree branches were chirping harmoniously. (did they want him to shoot them all dead that badly?) Yuki got into his car, slammed the door and speeded away, as though running away from something; he refused to give thought as to why he was feeling more testy than usual.

After all, he was most definitely not worrying about why Shuichi had been absent for three days in a row.

XXX

Hiro and Ryuichi stared at the door slammed shut in their faces.

"What the…" Ryuichi began.

"…hell is her problem!" Hiro finished in a furious tone.

Ryuichi turned to look at Hiro with reproachful eyes, "That's not what I meant to say."

After Shuichi had gotten over his hysterical breakdown, they had snuck over to Hiro's house in the middle of the night. From there, Shuichi had told them everything in a detached whisper.

Hiro had been furious. He had spent at least an hour swearing and muttering darkly on how exactly should 'all those bastards be blended in a juice mixer with rusty blades, boiled with cow dung, dried and then flushed down the toilet bowl as ashes.'

Even now, Ryuichi wasn't completely sure if Hiro had been joking.

"Who cares?" Hiro angrily kicked Shuichi's house door. "We've been here at least nine times since the first day Shuichi didn't show up at school and every single time, that crazy mother of his insists 'there's no such person named Shuichi living here'. Who does she think she's fooling? I've walked home with Shuichi from school practically every day since we were seven!"

When Hiro was forced to pause his tirade due to lack of oxygen, Ryuichi quickly cut in. "I know. I walk with you guys too; remember? The point is, no matter what we do or say, she's obviously not telling us anything." He could tell Hiro was about to resume cursing Shuichi's mother.

Now, Ryuichi was generally an easy going person; but come on, anyone's nerve would have been frayed after discovering one of his two best friends daily life schedule was to get raped. Therefore, it was understandable when Ryuichi almost shouted at Hiro. "Forget about that woman already! Concentrate on Shuichi!"

Hiro was stunned for a moment, Ryuichi's uncharacteristic outburst bringing him back to rational thinking. After a bout of silence, Hiro sighed in defeat. You're right…but still…there's nothing we can do…"

An idea hit him. "Why don't we get Yuki-sensei to find out? It's a long shot but…he is our homeroom teacher. Shuichi's mother will have a hard time refusing him."

Ryuichi nodded in agreement. It was better than doing nothing.

XXX

During break the next day, they approached Yuki. He was alone in the biology lab, erasing the whiteboard.

"Yuki-sensei, we need to speak to you."

Yuki glanced over his shoulders. "Hiroshi and Sakuma. What is it?"

"Shuichi's been absent for many days and we're worried…"

Was it Hiro's imagination or did Yuki-sensei freeze for just a short moment when he heard Shuichi's name?"

Yuki resumed cleaning as though he never stopped. "Don't worry. The academy will send someone to check on him if he doesn't show up by the end of the week."

Neither of them heard the unspoken command in his voice not to press the subject further.

"We're really worried! It's not like Shuichi to skip school! Can't you find out what's happened to him? Maybe you can pay a visit to his house or-…"

Yuki snapped. "Will you shut up? I'M worried about that stupid brat too, okay?" He shouted before he could stop himself.

Ryuichi and Hiro stared in shock as he slammed his hands down on the table and growled menacingly. "It's so bloody irritating listening to the both of you go on and on. You don't have to tell me its not like Shuichi to skip school; do you think I'm blind? I ALREADY KNOW!"

With that, Yuki stormed out of the class, whiteboard only half-clean.

Who cared that he had just blown his carefully maintained Mr.Nice Guy image?

Who cared that he, a teacher, was ditching school?

Who cared that he no longer denied his worry (and, if any-other feelings) for Shuichi?

Well, certainly not Yuki.

He ignored a passing fellow teacher asking him for the time. He pretended not to hear when a bunch of 1st year students greeted him. As his car engine sparked to life with him behind the wheel, Yuki shot out of the school compound like a madman, tires screeching. Yuki's mind was concentrated on only one thing-or rather, one person.

"Shuichi."

XXX

Shuichi silently tugged at the stiff handle, face turning red with exertion. He beamed prayer rays at the window. "For the love of Kumagoro, open up already!" Shuichi thought he heard a creak; anxiously, he glanced at the door. Nope, it was still locked. Relieved, he continued forcing the window open.

He had regained consciousness a while ago to discover he had been locked inside his room. Noticing he was alone, Shuichi had quickly formed an escape plan. Unfortunately, he could come up with no other way to flee the house besides through the window; and so, through the window it was.

Shuichi didn't know what he was going to do once (if) he escaped. He couldn't go to Ryuichi's place; his family would only send him back. How about Hiro then? Oh wait, his two cousins were temporarily staying with him. Who else could he go to then? Preferably someone who lived alone…and someone he could trust. That was the problem; other than Ryuichi and Hiro, whom did he trust anyway?

"Yuki, his mind suggested.

"…"

"WHAT?"

Clack!

In his surprise, Shuichi had pulled the window's handle with extra force. The window had, thankfully, sprung open,

However, with Shuichi's luck being the way it was (which was extraordinarily terrible), his mother's boyfriend chose to enter his room at the very moment he began climbing out. The man took the situation in with a glance and smirked cynically at Shuichi. "Where do you think you're going?"

Overwhelming panic swept through Shuichi. Without answering, he started scrambling out the window. He tried anyway; before he realized what was happening, Ryouji had yanked him back into the room and roughly tossed him on the bed. Pining both of Shuichi's arms down with one hand, he unzipped his pants with the other. Shuichi shuddered as Ryouji tore his shirt open and caressed his bare skin. He tried resisting but as always, it was futile.

Shuichi bit his attacker's hand in desperation. Ryouji only laughed and hit him. Tears of pain trickled down Shuichi's face as Ryouji forcefully entered him. Where was everyone? Where was Ryuichi? Where was Hiro? Where were all the people that could save him?

Where was Yuki?

Shuichi couldn't take the pain anymore. He opened his mouth. And screamed for the person he needed most.

"Yuki!"

XXX

After shooting past two red traffic lights, almost bulldozing a lovesick couple and barely avoiding crashing into the police station, Yuki reached his destination.

Not even bothering to lock his car, he rushed up the steps of Shuichi's house and furiously started pressing the doorbell. To Yuki, it seemed like he had waited for an eternity. Yuki was debating whether he should just knock the stupid door down or not when it opened a crack. Shuichi's mother peered from behind it. Recognition dimly lit her soulless eyes.

"Where is Shuichi?" Yuki demanded.

"Not home."

She tried to slam the door shut but Yuki was not giving up that easily. Something about her nervous behavior made him suspicious. He forcefully pushed the door open, easily overpowering her. Yuki's eyes glittered dangerously. He was not in the mood to play games. Shuichi's mother kept edging away until her back met the wall and she could go no further.

Yuki slammed his hands on the wall, palms out, on either side of her face. "Where. Is. Shuichi." It was not a question.

Shuichi's mother shook her head, obviously refusing to tell him anything. It wasn't very convincing though, because it was plain to see she was terrified.

Yuki wasn't sure what he would have done to her if he hadn't had heard it. The only thing he was certain was that she wouldn't have liked it at all. The point was, he heard Shuichi scream. Heard Shuichi screaming for him.

"Yuki!"

Pushing the trembling woman aside, Yuki hurried in the direction of the scream. There. It came from that room. The door burst open as Yuki hurled himself in.

"Shui-"

Time seemed to slow down to a complete stop. Yuki froze at the doorway in stupefied shock, golden eyes taking in the horrifying scene that greeted him.

"What…the…hell…?"

Forgive me for ending at a cliffhanger! This chapter took me waaaaaaay longer than the previous ones…it is official; I have no talent in writing rape scenes…I hope it didn't turn out too weird… .:cries:. Please review! I need to gather courage for the next scene… eep!