Broken Files

Chapter Two

A luminous smell reached through his nostrils and filled the air. It made his stomach turn and he grimaced and his closed eyes clenched tightly a little. What was this? He hated it so much. It smelt so bad that he was sure he was going to throw up at any time. He could feel a lump running up his throat. Oh God. This was not going to turn out very well. He whined a little bit and mentally he expected someone to come attend to him. He liked being babied when he was sick like this.

Sickness was the first thing that hit him. So far he didn't notice anything else. He felt so drowsy and he was trying so hard to remember the previous night. It was dreamy and smoky. Had that really happened? The night before was dark for Shuichi.

Then the pain hit him and in fact it him hard. He began to whine more and more. He couldn't help but cry a little and let tears stream down his cheeks. Why was his body hurting? It hurt all over. He just wanted to stop this ongoing onslaught of pain. He opened his eyes and looked around. He was expecting to see his room and being watched over by someone.

There was no one there with him. In fact, he wasn't in his room. He didn't think he was in a room at all. The space he was in was small in any case and covering him he could see a sleeping bad all around him. How did he get in this? There was a memory missing from his mind.

Some pink bangs fell in the teens face as he sat up slowly and painfully. Sunlight streamed through a makeshift door and just being so close to the light hurt his eyes. He felt like shit. A little sob came from his lips and he whipped at his eyes.

"Damn, you're noisy as hell." A dark and cool voice sounded off from somewhere close by. It was a cruel tone of voice and flinched a little as though someone had hit him.

He jumped a bit and crawled from under the sleeping bag and emerged from the door space. Looking out he saw many trees and brush. The ground beneath him was prickly and rough. He didn't like the feel of it. A man that looked older then himself sat on an old tree log and watched over a burning fire. He did not know this man at all nor did he recognize the voice.

Although his voice had made his heart fall down a bit, the man's looks were something else. He noticed the piercing eyes that stared at him blankly and the blond hair that swept down his face. He was truly a beautiful person. Though the frown from the man made him look away quickly and he could feel his cheek redden a bit.

"W-who are you?" Shuichi tried to reclaim his dignity and flinched at the pain that came once more as he moved a bit.

The stranger said nothing to him at first. He just sat there silently and looked as though he was thinking about something deeply. Shuichi wanted so very bad to say something but kept him quiet. The blonde's presence demanded attention and Shuichi gladly gave it to him.

"What happened to you?" That was the first thing that Shuichi heard come from the man's voice and it was something that shocked him. The blonde had blown off his question completely and asked his own little question. How rude, but still Shuichi would answer the question as best as he could even though his mind was still fogged up about the previous night.

"I…I was in a car accident. I-I don't really remember what happened. My memory isn't that clear about last night." His voice stuttered a bit as he watched for the man's reaction.

"You're a real idiot, you know that?" That was it. That was all the man said and it shocked Shuichi. His mouth dropped open. He didn't even know this guy whatsoever and he was calling him an idiot. What an asshole! He glared at the other and turned back to the tree. What was he supposed to do now!

"Hey, did you bring me here or something?" Yuki rolled his eyes at the question. That was a dumb question but then again this guy was a real dumbass anyway. His actions had proved that to him in any case.

"Yes." He spoke softly as he poked at the fire with a stick. This kid asked a lot of dumb questions. It annoyed Yuki a lot.

The blond let a cigarette hang from his lips dully as he kept the fire going. He was thinking about what he was going to do with this kid now. Maybe he should just leave this kid and forget he ever met him. This pink haired guy wasn't his problem to deal with. He didn't even know him, so why should he burden and concern himself just for one guy.

He sighed as he glanced back at the other. "Does it still hurt?" He asked with a monotone voice.

Shuichi looked back with questioning in his purple eyes. "What?"

"Are you still in pain?" He asked a little bit louder then before.

Shuichi blinked for a moment and looked down at himself. Well, it did hurt to move, but just sitting here was okay. "No. I'm fine." He shook his head with a small smile of reassurance.

Yuki wasn't fully convinced by the answer. "Stand up then and let's go." He pulled forward a bowl of water and poured out the water unto the fire so that the liquid would end the fire completely. After he was sure the fire was out he stood up and watched for the boy to stand up.

The other wasn't expecting that obviously. His eyes went a little wide before they stared down at his legs that were scraped and cut up. Well, this would not end well, but something inside of him wanted to prove this blonde guy wrong. So, he began to stumble and fall over in an attempt to stand on both legs without trouble. It hurt to move as much as he did but he would prove the older male wrong. He had to.

When he was finally able to do it he stood there proudly for a minute before falling and whining in pain. At least he had that much dignity left, but still it hadn't been worth it to deal with this much pain.

Yuki rolled his eyes as he made his way over to the other. "You're going to be a dead weight to me, idiot." With that out of the way he kneeled before the other his back facing the kid. "Climb on. I'll piggyback you to the nearest town. I don't have a car right now."

Shuichi did so and it still hurt, but not as bad. So, there it was. Yuki even stood up slowly and walked very slowly down the side of the road. He didn't even say anything to the boy that sat propped up on his back.

At first it bothered the pink haired boy, but as time rolled on his eyes began to fall shut and soon enough he was fast asleep. At least Yuki wouldn't have to deal with that male's voice. It was an annoying light voice. In any case he was sure that he would be spending a lot of time with this stranger.

The road thus far was unclear. Neither knew what to call the each other. There is something familiar to the blonde and not to the pink fiend. The future is a fogged road with unknown obstacles…

-End.

Okay, I know it's been a long ass time between the two chapters but I thought no one liked my story, so I really just lost track of this. Anyway, here's chapter two and maybe this time the time between chapters won't be as long. R&R.