A lot of this is actually in Yuichi's point of view. You will tell when it is Wataru's. Remember... the genre is tragedy. ;3
I do not own this, I really wish I did.
I haven't read the fourth book either. If you have it or a link to it online please send it to me! T.T [The novel, not the manga.]

Chapter Seven.

Yuichi had headed home that night in a fit of rage, much as Wataru had. The girl, Misa, had wandered after him, but was shaken off at the door to the apartment. Not completely... but close to having a door slammed in her face. The sky was dark now, since the lights from the festival were pretty far off down town.

"Yuichi, please, it's not that bad. I mean... I am still here..." She gave him a soft look, but behind it were the eyes of a sly raccoon. She put her hands behind her back and rocked back and forth, trying to make herself look cute and inviting.

Thankfully the boy was masked by so many horrible feelings to even respond right away. So he took in a breath and stood in his door way. "Look, we are not over ok? Wataru and I just... needed some time away from each other. We will patch this up." He didn't have that face like he was being hopeful. Instead, he looked damn sure of that and something hit his gut that he wasn't expecting. It was only there because he was missing Wataru, that's why it was so foreign to him. Normally the boy was right by his side. In his arms...

"You are just being stubborn... Please, you need to forget him." She placed her hands over his and tried to catch his eyes, but it failed.

"I am not." Kazuki pulled his hands away and shoved them in his pocket. "It's completely different from what you and I had. I love him more than you will ever know. I am not giving him up this easily." Before she could respond, he went inside the apartment room and slammed the door shut. It hurt so much to breathe now, so he tried to even stop that. The back door to the bedroom opened and he looked up so quickly that he slammed his head against the door behind him.

But it was only their puppy. The thing trotted over to Yuichi and sat on his foot as if that was going to comfort him. "Wataru... Jr...?" Was the name they had given it just in the spurr of the moment, but they had actually gone to putting a different name on the dog tag. It's happy little name was Bou. The puppy whined a little and Yuichi knew the reason why. No one had been home to feed him yet. Wataru was out still with Asaka probably and Yuichi had been out with Misa.

As he stood, he picked up the dog and filled it's water bowl and food bowl, making the puppy quite content. If it was so damn happy, then why couldn't Kazuki break a smile?

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"Please let me go!" Wataru cried, struggling against the weight of Asaka's body.

Pleasure was breaking him in two and sadly enough, he couldn't stop the fact that this felt exactly like when Kazuki touched him. Physically he wanted this, mentally, he only wanted it with Kazuki. Asaka was holding Wataru by the wrists on the bed. His legs straddled his small, revealed body. Being older anyways, Wataru looked weak and petite compared to him. The winter had worn off his usual tan, soft and gentle rather than bold and masculine. Eyes like pools were over flowing from the rain of disgust he felt for himself. Masanobu rocked forward, sending Wataru's head back against the pillow with strain. He huffed and sobbed, but he wasn't going to be let go.

"Just don't worry… It won't hurt forever. Don't worry, everything will be fine. Forget about Kazuki." He rolled out a silver tape and stuck it over the boys mouth so he could not speak anymore.

Wataru cried out but it was muffled off. God that would hurt when being taken off. But for now, he just struggled to get up. Asaka back handed him over the head then placed his knee on Wataru's stomach. A whole one hundred and fifty pounds of a man pressing down on your stomach was not a favorable thing. He was rocked back again, and whenever he cried out, as muffled as it was, he would get some other bruise be it his waist, arm, leg or face. Some red, some black, blue, and bleeding. But it didn't matter to Asaka as long as he got what he wanted.

This was horrible, he was completely going against his lover in this manner. Even though he couldn't help it, Wataru wanted to blame himself. Kazuki was right, he shouldn't have trusted Asaka. He should learn to go against some people, while loving others. This was something he still needed to learn on his own without the help of Yuichi.

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What had happened to his lover, he had no idea of the full extent right now, and nor did he want to. But that gut feeling hadn't gone away. The bed was cold alone and he couldn't sleep. That morning, he called in sick for work and couldn't even eat breakfast. Actually, he was a complete wreck without the other to dumb things down for him. It was... lonely with out him. Once ten in the morning came, went, and came again the next day, he was fed up with this. Where the hell was Wataru? Did he even want to get back together, to patch up what they had and still needed?

Kazuki headed outside of the apartment. His eyes revealed that of a drunk man, but that's how he looked when he was upset. In this case, so upset he had not a thing to do. The man kept his head down, so he didn't notice the boy who stumbled forward along the side walk. Poor Wataru was shaken, scared and slightly shocked at what had happened. Asaka didn't keep him there, had let him shower and such, but Wataru being Wataru didn't know what to do other than to ask to leave. Both boys kept their heads down so they would not be seen by anyone in particular. But it was as if they could feel the presence of their feelings and they then looked up. Kazuki was the most shocked though. Eyes like pearls darted over his lovers body in absolute shock. Wararu had been crying, sobbing it seemed since he was still in the sniffling stage.

"Where is that new girl friend of yours?" Wataru asked, his voice sounding broken and terrified.

Kazuki's eyes narrowed and he wondered about what he would say. Unfortunately he made the mistake of saying: "She is not my--"

"Liar! I heard all about her from Asaka-"

"So you were with him!" Kazuki cut in, feeling enraged at himself for what he was saying but also becuase Wataru would not let him talk. "Have a good time sleeping with him? You have always liked him... That's why you let him bruise you and rape you huh?!" Yeah, those marks that were left were very noticeable. A black eye, a beaten doggie look. There was no denying that he had been through a rough few nights.

Wataru had tears on his cheeks again as he gritted his teeth. Both were acting way out of line and the sad thing was that they both knew it. He didn't know what to say to him anymore. So the two just stared at each other for a moment, but the fire was far from over.

"I like him. But I loved you."

Kazuki stood star struck for a moment. Wataru was using the past tense. Did this honestly mean it was over between them?

"You just cannot trust anyone. You don't trust me..."

"That is a lie and you know that. I trusted you. I did not trust him. But why talk about you when you don't trust me?!" Unfortunately Yuichi was just asking for another fight. "I go out for one night and you come to stalk me?"

"That is not what I planned!" Wataru had stopped crying, but he stilled looked exasperated and upset. "I was going out to have some fun and see you locking lips with that girl!"

Wataru's eyes searched the others face for some answer but this time Yuici had not an answer or come back.

"I do not love her."

"Forget it..." Wataru mumbled as he turned away. He headed back the way he came which was from Asaka's place.

Kazuki watched the back of his lover move away from him and with each step the boy took, it was as if he was being torn a little inside. Had he only known that Wataru was silently screaming the words: "Please Kazuki... don't let me walk away." But when he heard no foot steps following him, it was as if his brain stopped all together. He didn't hear Kazuki mumble those three fated words. Wataru walked straight into the road without looking, sobbing and with the intentions of going back to Asaka's house.

Kazuki paused, full of a hollow emptiness that felt too sticky to shake off. When he looked up, all he say where two things: Wataru, the boy he loved and his fate, a large truck that was paying the lost lover any mind. His words of warning were taken away by the wind and shockingly enough his feet which had been embarrassingly enough, stuck to the sidewalk moved without command and he lunged forward into the road. His arm extended forward, then he other joined it.

"Wataru! I love you!" He screamed, but the screetching tires of the truck took it all away.

Wataru had been pushed out of the way and tumbled on the otherside of the road. People gathered, shocked and scared for what had happened. He stumbled through the crowd and looked down at his lover. Eyes shut, ribs appeared broken, but what shocked him the most was the position of his legs. Blood started to pool around his head, which came from both his temple and the back of his head where it hit. A nasty wound was there. A deep red which made his stomach ache. His skin was scratched up, like tiny cat scratches all over. The ring on his finger had remained there, but something about it didn't seem right. He couldn't put his finger on it though. Within a few minutes he heard sirens blaring. He knew it was best not to touch the older, but layed a hand on Kazuki's anyways.

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Beep... beep... beep... Wataru's body was shaking with fear out side of the room. That was the only noise he could hear that reassured him that Kazuki was still with him. His cheeks were stained with tears and his eyes were surrounded by a thick black ring from worrying. Had he known he would be so upset, then he would have brought a box of tissues. The doctors and nurses would ignore him as they went in to check on or treat his little lover. Whenever he asked to check on him they would tell him later or something. His cell phone had been ringing off the hook, but he ignored it every time since he knew it was from Asaka who was obviously going to try and calm him down and do… that… again. He held his face in his hands and he was sent sobbing again. The nurse who came out looked down at the poor little lump on the floor and sighed to herself. As she knelt down, she placed a hand on the boys shoulder which caused Wataru to look up for some sort of hope. Oh god. Was she only being nice to him because… because his lover was…

Meanwhile, in the room, Kazuki lay on the bed, motionless, helpless. The hospital was three floors, but Kazuki was only on the first floor. His room looked out onto the court yard. Well, not that he could look out anyways. A shadow like figure stood outside and looked in. His hair masked his eyes, but you could see his pearly whites and those lips upwards in a grin. A devilish grin.

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It is shorter than usual because I wanted to leave off right there.
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