Theme – 017 – Blood

Character – Takashi Kawamura, Yuuki & Jin Akutsu

Words – 999

Warning – Some swearing from Akutsu, blood and a kiss.

There was something wrong with the world, Akutsu could tell. Three months has been his no-fights record. Three months without having to use his fists to make his point to anyone. And then a fucked up brainless shitty guy dared to say his mother was a whore. Just in front of him.

The first punch had been his, right in the eye. The next one had been given by that asshole and had caught him in the nose. It has been bleeding since then. Aside from that, he didn't remember much of the fight. His left eyebrow had a thin cut that was bleeding too like his nose and his bottom lip did. His ears were about to start bleeding if her mother wouldn't stop his wailing and crying all over the place.

"Shut it off, woman!" He yelled at her, covering his face with his right hand, quite numb from the punching, as he rested his head against the couch. God, how hard had that guy hit him for his head to hurt that much? "I'm fucking fine," he muttered, trying to focus on something else so he could forget the pain.

"But Jin-"

"I said I'm fine!" Once again, he yelled, this time he covered his face with both hands. "Fuck…" He swore to God next time he saw him he would end up dead.

The sound of the doorbell hit his head from the inside. Who dared to come to his house now? Now that he was up to kill anyone who dared to disturb him. At least, he knew his mother was going to open.

"Oh, Takashi-kun!" Akutsu opened his eyes lazily as he heard his mother cry again. It wasn't like he cared. It was the name she had pronounced what made him care. Obviously she had hugged him and that thought didn't make him any happier.

"W-What's wrong?" Good, that's what he needed. Another person to take care of him or to try it at least. Why the hell couldn't they let him die alone?

"J-Jin had another fight and he doesn't even let me heal his wounds." That only meant he would have to see his tears and worry face until she has finished. No thanks.

"Why don't you go to work? I'll be here if he needs something," Kawamura seemed too confident to be him. Maybe he didn't want her to worry more than she already had been.

"A-Are you sure? I can stay…"

"No, you can't! Go away!" Akutsu shouted, receiving another shoot of pain in his head. The next thing he heard was the door being closed and a long sigh behind him. "That goes for you too. I don't want you here." Although he didn't want him to leave either. But if he stayed Kawamura would have the same face of pity his mother had minutes before. And if there was something Akutsu hated was pity.

His eyes were still opened but he could barely see between his fingers the shape of Kawamura walking in front of him and sitting on the coffee table. They remained in silence for a while, something that helped Akutsu with his headache.

"Your uniform is stained," stated Kawamura with neutral voice. Akutsu knew he was worried but he was better hiding his feelings than his mother. Most of them, anyway.

"Like I care," it was always stained. A white uniform was a curse wherever you look at it. If it wasn't blood, it was just dirt or grass or ashes. Whatever. It was always dirty. He couldn't care less.

"You should care," again that neutral tone. For some reason, that made Akutsu even angrier.

"Shut up," he commanded. He didn't want to talk about that or anything at the moment. Akutsu was about to remove his hands from his face when he remembered Kawamura's blood weakness. "Close your eyes if you don't want to faint."

"Eyes closed."

When Akutsu had his hands off his head, he realized Kawamura had lied. He was staring at him as he hadn't had a swollen eye and a bleeding nose and mouth. He also realized Kawamura was looking right into his eyes, ignoring the red details covering his face.

"I hope he finished worse than you," Akutsu could see a faint smile in the lips in front of him. He couldn't help but smirk himself without knowing that gesture just made him look scarier.

"Of course," he closed his eyes as he remembered how he had left him, alive but yet…

"You are okay," it hadn't been a question. Kind of a statement and it was weird coming from him. Akutsu opened his eyes again and stared at him. Kawamura knew him better than he thought and that made him smirk even wider.

"I'm okay," he nodded as he leaned towards him, pulling apart from the back of the couch. His hands were resting on Kawamura's tights. "Come here, I don't bite. Not yet." Kawamura laughed nervously but he did what Akutsu had ordered him, closing his eyes so he could ignore better the blood he had seen.

After a few seconds, Akutsu leaned back to the couch; biting his tongue to avoid moaning from the pain that kiss had done to him. If he was going to be tough, he would be tough until the end.

"I'm going to fix my face," he knew that was going to hurt but it wasn't the first time he had to do it. Unfortunately, it won't be the last one either.

Taking a deep breath, he got up in one quick move.

"You know…If you need something," Kawamura said while he was exiting the room. "Anything," Akutsu looked at him over his shoulder in time to see him lick the blood he had left in his lips. A completely innocent gesture but his mind had read it in a different way. "Tell me, alright?"

"Sure…"

He was going to need cold water to clean his wounds.