Kenzo perfectly knew that someone's life isn't always on top, isn't always in happiness. He also knew this kind of feeling will vanish soon. once, he fell deep into his terrible past shadow, but someone helped him, held his hand and helped him to stand up in a different way…

His encountered with the high-school boy slowly opened his eyes. Once again God helped him, sent this person in the middle of his chaotic life.

If only he can talked to God, if only his sins enable to send a prayer up to God; He can only hope…. All things he faced this time, him. Will not go away as sudden as his dreams in Tokyo.. Only in seconds he tasted how great trust is, but everything disappeared in same tasted again, betrayal.

He sighed, closed his eyes before he saw his own reflection in the mirror.

I am happy now.


Then he smiled, his mind took control of his brain, slowly he imagines the look, the expression of the person who helped him.

We met in a right time and place.
We don't know each other secrets and past.
But maybe that's the reason why Kenzo can open his self to him… so as that person.

Yumehito.

"Kenzo-kun"

Kenzo awoke from his daydreaming, turned around his back slowly and smiled to the source of the sound.
He knew perfectly who called his name, clearly.
A slim guy, with a beautiful face and blonde hair is running to his direction.

"Sorry I'm late", he gasping for breath. "The teacher called me to finished some things.."

Kenzo shook his head, "Its okay." He threw his cigarette to the trash bin nearby and gave Yumehito a can of cola he had bought before. Yumehito drank it with enthusiasm after said a small thank you.

So this is the place they meet almost everyday. A little park typical kids small play-ground which contains two swaying and a small glide and also a sand-pool. Kenzo himself always waits here, wait for Yumehito came back from his school and continue do thing which blend both of them, music.

They both doing this not long after their first encountered, it's been a month 21 days including today. Yumehito himself simplynodded with excitement when Kenzo asked him to go to studio.. almost everyday.
Maybe this is the only cliché reason for Kenzo who really wants to meet the high school boy again, but he knew Yumehito will not refuse.

"Ah.. you bring guitar today?" Kenzo noticed a huge guitar case Yumehito brought beside him.

Yume nodded. "I want to try using this guitar.."

"Can I see it ?"

Yumehito gave his guitar case to the black haired guy. Kenzo can only stun as he kneeled down and opened the case, a classic electric guitar, with unique red-brown colored. He can see it clearly whether this guitar is really old, but still well well attended.

"I have this since 5 years ago,", He bend next to Kenzo, his eyes trailed off back to his memories, "From mine and my grandma's saving. First guitar I have"

Kenzo looked at Yumehito's face, from his expression he immediately knew how this guitar really important for him. Slowly Kenzo put the guitar to its case again and closed it. He stands up while brought the guitar in his right-hand, telling Yumehito so it's him who brings his guitar.

"Leave now?"

Yumehito nodded, smiled brightly.

"Today's practice is so wow!", Yumehito spread his arms widely, almost tossed his school bag.
Kenzo smiled as he watched the high-school boy small figure from behind. He loved Yumehito's childish act.

"Don't you think we should get a vocalist or bassist?", Yumehito turned over, the black orb's met Kenzo's eyes.
"Ryuuji-kun can sing..I like his voice. Tatsuha-kun is not a bad bassist either.. but Yuuya kun…mmm, he also great in drums but..", while talking Yumehito matched his footsteps with taller guy. Kenzo can only smile, listening Yumehito's babblings beside him.

In few moments, the atmosphere came to silence, only wind allowed to make a sound. They both enjoying each other's presence until finally Yumehito started to speak, but this time he didn't look at Kenzo.

"Na.. Kenzo-kun"

"Hmm?"

"Will you take me…?"

The ticking sounds on Kenzo's watch somehow became slower

Yumehito took a simple breath before continue speaking,

" ..When you go back to Tokyo, someday..
When you have a band there and get success.. will you take me there, with you ?"

And the world fall into silence.
Kenzo can only hear the tender voice talked on his front. His eyes captured Yumehito's hopeful expression. Blissful. Almost angelic.

He closed his eyes for a moment, searching for an answer.
Honestly until this time he can't decide, but for Yumehito that would be a different thing.

"I will." ,he said. His voice becomes steady. Then match his speed with Yumehito, walk closer to him.

"I promise…", he speak louder this time. Make sure the blonde guy beside him heard it clearly.
Yumehito smiled and the drummer fingertips now searching for a hand beside him, slowly connecting their pinkie fingers. Sign of promise.

Yumehito couldn't hid how happy he is that time

.. if only time can really become slower.

"So, Want to have a little snack before we go home?", Kenzo said, still holding the smaller guy hand.

"I wanted to eat in the café you've told me before!", Yumehito nodded excitedly.

Few minutes of walking brought them to this cozy place, this is where Kenzo is going to treat his friend dinner. In a small café not too far from the studio, with a nice western touch but still has a Japanese feel in it. Cracked sound from the wooden floor. Dominant with brown color. This was Kenzo's favorite place few years ago, when he spent his time for he musing and sometimes crying for his pathetic life.

And as usual, Yumehito opened his school books in front of Kenzo, often asked him to teach him or helped him with his homework until the foods arrived. Kenzo didn't refuse though, 'at least I can still use my brain', he thought.

But this time Kenzo's attention isn't the high school books which Yumehito had handed to him, but more to Yumehito himself.

There's a vague of bruises on his cheeks.

And this is not the first time Kenzo sees it.
Every time he met Yumehito, there's always a bruises like that and this is weird.
Kenzo decided to ask him,

"Na, Yume-kun…", Kenzo spoke, put his pencil down.

"Nn ?". he didn't looked up, his eyes still focused with the books in front of him.

"That… what happened with you ?"

"What ?", Yumehito still busy turning his book's pages, again he ignored Kenzo.

"This…", Kenzo slowly landed his fingers in Yumehito's bruises cheek and instantly the blonde guy jerked away, giving a sign of pain.

"It's hurt…",Yumehito whimpered and touched his cheek, stared at Kenzo with hateful gaze.

"Hey, I'm not doing anything", He read Yumehito's expression. "I just wondered why you got that…"

For a moment Kenzo can see Yumehito's shocked expression, his lips didn't make a move as if he didn't know what, or WHO made the bruises, like he covered it with lies.

"….I fell.",Yumehito stated with a cold tone, he bent his face and tried to make himself busy again with the homework in front of his eyes.

Kenzo took a breath, "It's not my first time I saw you injured like that…. If you don't want to tell me, its okay.." He stated.

But Yumehito still silent, right now his eyes refused Kenzo's hunger gaze of answers.
Kenzo stared out the window, observing the rainy night sky, then the several of car lights.

Tonight is so quiet.

Maybe he shouldn't ask Yumehito.
Right now the atmosphere isn't much different than in an old museum, contrast with other days where they often laughed.

Kenzo started to guess, maybe behind all those bruises there's a secret which Yumehito kept close, well hidden. Which it's impossible to revealed it to a person who knew him only for a month.

But Kenzo felt he had to do something. Because somehow this person right before him already came and filled in the important part of his life.

And Kenzo thought to protect him.

"He's late again", Kenzo slowly mumbled.

This is the third day Yumehito didn't show up like usual in this park.
Numerous time Kenzo called his cellphone, send him a message but still, the blonde guy didn't come.
So he keeps waiting.

He made a bitter laughed. Is this because he knew Yumehito's bruises so he straightly angry to him ? hmph. .it didn't come to his mind.
The cigarette which he sucked moments before slowly burned, leaving a grey-line smoke in the air.
Two hours he waited and this time that person didn't come again…
Did Kenzo hope too much this time ? perhaps..

Because then there were instances when Kenzo wanted Yumehito's presence, warmth, closer.

And then he found that he couldn't function without that – now familiar – presence. He would be talking almost about nothing in particular. In fact, he sought out those moments because, to him, they solidified something – a bond, perhaps.
At other times, he would look forward to having the high-school boy next to him, drinking in the same air and sharing the same bubble of warmth; where talk wasn't included in those moments – conversations were just pretentious little things that people amused themselves with – and the two of them would just be.

He sighed,

……then, how long it will take until I can make you be honest about yourself to me.

A loud THUD sounds snapped Kenzo to reality.
His eyes searching to the source of the sound. Then he frowned, unsure to react.
He cursed under his breath.

He had found Yumehito.

..And all he saw was the blonde motionless body, collapsed right in front of him.

Kenzo lifted Yumehito's fragile body in his arms. In minutes he ran to his apartment, make sure the blonde will get a treatment before his condition getting worse. He put Yumehito collapsed body on his futon while he rushed to his closet, searching for bandages and antiseptics.

Yumehito was being unconscious for hours. No wonder with those wound he got all over his body. His skin was damaged harshly. Bruises were everywhere, and almost countless blue stains were all over his body. Luckily he didn't get any of his bone broken. Kenzo saluted him for still surviving.

Kenzo changed his shredded uniform and treated his injuries as he could. He decided not to call a doctor, he's afraid if this things will involved police—which reminded him of his past again-- and Yumehito would probably end up in a new problem.
He sighed, just what had happened with Yumehito ?!
He cursed himself over and over again and keep blame himself why he couldn't protect him. Yumehito's always been near him almost everyday, he should've done something when he noticed Yumehito's injuries for the first time. Somehow he felt angry… angry for his stupidity.

He sat beside Yumehito and listened quietly to blonde erratic breathe He watched as the other boy's chest go up and down, and then he involuntarily leaned forward - closer. He didn't know why, but he felt as if he was in a trance - like he was being pulled closer by some unknown force. His lips were inches apart from Yumehito's face and was about to kiss his forehead when the drummer stopped himself.
'What am I doing?'

Kenzo nearly jumped when he heard ringing sound came from his cellphone. 'Shit' was the only word he said as he reaches his cellphone on the coffee table.
But it wasn't his cellphone which ringing, the source of sound came from Yumehito's school bag.
At first Kenzo wants to ignore it, but seeing Yumehito whimpered in his sleep.. he decided to pick it up.

"Hello.."

"Yume!! Where are you ? Are You okay?? I've been.." , The voice make a worried tune. Kenzo cut the guy word suddenly,

"..Er, sorry. But Yumehito is sleeping…."

"……"

None of them didn't dare to speak; it was silence until the other voice finally talked,

"……are you that Kenzo guy?"

"…yes..", Kenzo nodded, this guy maybe one of Yumehito's best friends.
He heard a relieved sigh.

"Thanks god he's in safe place. He's okay right ?"

He saw Yumehito sleeping figure beside him and decided not to answer. The voice seems understand.

"…..just take care of him, okay?"

Realized the voice is going to hung up the phone, Kenzo suddenly shouted, "Wait! Wait !! Wait a second!"

"…….."

" ..you must be know who did this to him right ?"

"….." Again, the voice keeps silence.

Kenzo knew this guy knows everything about Yumehito. So he started to question the man on the other line. Kenzo really needs to know the person who caused those bruises on Yumehito.

"Look. Yume is badly injured… I couldn't let anyone do this to him. I NEED to know who did this."

Silence again. Kenzo growled impatiently, this just getting on his nerves.

"……..Kazuki."

"Huh?"

He heard a sigh, "It's Kazuki.. who did this. You might not know him, but.." ,This time the person spoke louder, make sure Kenzo can hear him clearly.

"DO NOT tell Yumehito. DON'T EVEN make fight with Kazuki too. I warned you. This only make Yume condition getting worse."

The person finally hung up the phone. But Kenzo still froze, blinking his eyes with disbelief.
He completely ignored what the person had said after he heard the name, Kazuki.
That Kazuki ? Kazuki he knew? His own junior.. The gang.. ?

And suddenly his mind crushed on him. He finally remembered the conversation he had with Kazuki before.

"….so there's this blonde guy…… really thin and fragile so we love to beat him up….."

Now all became clear. The puzzle in his mind finally completed.
Kenzo pulled his hand side, clenching it into a fist. He hissed in anger when punched the wall next to him in reflex.

'Fuck.'

!end chapter2!

a/n :

I have to admit this is not my fave chapter. But still, I really enjoy wrote this and I hope you enjoy the story as much I love love love to write it \:D/

Sorry again for manyyy grammar mistakes o(;;)o

& comments are always loved!!
I didn't know many people like this fic ; I'll try my best then :D thank you so much for all of your support !

& Words in summary were taken from James Morrisson's Undiscovered :D