What Might Have Been
Chapter six
Shuuichi's POV
I don't know why I offered to walk the strange blond home, I don't know why I felt pity for him—just because he cut himself and was crying, I felt sorry for him. He seemed so alone and afraid, so lost—I couldn't leave him alone.
"So, what's your name? Mine's Shindou." I asked him as I walked him down the sidewalk, walking down a street with few people.
"Uesugi."
"That sounds like a nice name." I smiled as I led him down a side-street—a shortcut to his apartment—or at least I tried to lead him.
"Where are we going?" He asked his voice becoming shrill. Suddenly he stopped and pulled his arm out of my hand.
"This is just a shortcut to your place…."
"No…I don't know this way, no…." He pulled back toward the main street, trembling.
"I…are you all right?" I asked as I stepped towards him, worry flooding through me as I watched him shake and grasp his cut arm, digging his nails into the wounded flesh.
"I don't know that way." He repeated voice shaky.
"Okay, okay, we won't go that way. Just calm down." I stepped after him, and grasped his arm once again. "What way do you know?"
He simply shook his head and freed his arm from my loose grip. Looking into his eyes I nearly gasped when I saw the tears glistening in them.
"You don't know the way, do you?"
"….I just moved here…." His voice sounded so small, like a young boy's, not the grown man that he was.
"It's okay." I reassured him, biting my lip to keep the frustration at bay—how was I supposed to get him to his home now? "Is there anyone around here you know? Anyone you could call?"
"I don't have my cell phone with me."
"That doesn't matter, I have one." I pulled out my cell and handed it to him, which he took hesitantly. "Go on; call someone to pick you up."
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Eiri's POV:
I took the phone from the pink haired man, eyeing him curiously—what sort of person would let a stranger use their cell phone? Even to someone as pathetic as me?
"Thank you." I said and then dialed a number into the cell, my fingers still trembling from the scare before.
Honestly, flashbacks of what happened six years ago swarmed through my thoughts when he tried to take me down the side street—the men from six years ago dragged me out of the apartment after they…after they did what they did…and they tried dragging me down an alleyway before being stopped by Seguchi.
I couldn't help trembling thinking about it now, even as Seguchi's voice rung in my ear from the phone.
"Seguchi here."
"Hello, it's me."
"Eiri-san! Is everything all right? What happened to your cell phone?"
"I left my cell at the apartment; I'm using a kind stranger's cell right now. Shindou-san is his name."
"Did you say Shindou?"
"Yes."
"All right, is everything all right? Where are you right now?"
"I don't know where I am right now. I forgot how to get back." I felt the tears refill my eyes as I spoke. "Shindou-san tried to bring me home but I started having flashbacks….I couldn't follow."
"Shh…it's okay, Eiri. Can you tell me what road you're on?"
"I don't know…." I started crying then, I couldn't help it.
"Eiri, Eiri….It's all right, everything's okay." Seguchi cooed his voice gentle though I suppose he was worried. "Give the phone to Shindou-san, Eiri."
I did as told, tears sliding down my cheeks as Shindou-san took the phone from me.
"It'll be okay." Shindou said to me before speaking into the phone. "Hello?"
I watched as his expression turned to one of surprise listening to Seguchi, after a few seconds of silence he quickly told where we were and passed the phone back to me.
"Seguchi…."
"I'll come to get you in a few minutes, Eiri. Just stay with Shindou-san, okay? Just stay where you are, okay?"
"Okay."
A/N: End chapter