Broken Files

Chapter Five

Yuki acted so pissed off in front of this stranger. He acted like he could care less what happened to Shuichi. He dragged the other back into the hospital. They put him in a bed and checked his stats. Apparently he had just fainted again. Great, this meant something was wrong, right? The doctor would hardly explain things to Eiri. He wanted to punch the prick in the face. Truth be told he was cracking inside. He felt this strange sense of worry over the pink-haired fiend.

This "Taki" character followed him the whole way in there. Whoever he was he was annoying too. Though, he did offer to buy him a cup of coffee and Yuki gladly accepted the offer. Still, that didn't mean anything.

Shuichi had been all but fine before this guy had shone up. One good look at the jerk and he had fainted. Why was he even here…So, far they hadn't said a word to each other. They seemed to be there for the same purpose: Shuichi Shindou.

Gulping down the dark flavor he stared forward at the dull room. At least he had decided to faint at the hospital. He wasn't sure how he would've handled having the stupid idiot all over in the middle of the road or something. He sighed, his bangs flowing up and about. His cold eyes caught those of the other male across the way. He was somewhat of the opposite in appearance from Yuki. Dark hair, dark eyes. He somewhat reminded him of his dear little brother. One more reason to dislike this guy. As though in some competition with this guy he began a staring match. Taki didn't look away either. Minutes passed as they stared. Eiri's eyes began to hurt. It turned out as a stalemate.

Taki broke the silence first, "So, who are you anyway? Friend of Shuichi's? Why was he here in the first place?" He asked, almost prodding just with his words.

His eyebrow twitched. So many questions. "Not his friend. He had a car accident." 'God, don't talk to me.' He thought as he sat back and crumpled the small Styrofoam cup in his hand.

Oh and of course Taki looked shocked. 'So what? Shuichi was in a car accident. Yeah, like a week ago, douche.' He felt funny toward this guy, like he was protecting something quite valuable from him, but Yuki certainly didn't have anything worth stealing. 'I don't like him.' Eiri concluded to himself.

"Oh my. He didn't suffer any serious injuries did he? See me and him…Well, we're real close." He said with emphasis on the word close.

"Like I care." He said aloud. "He's fine. Some bruising here and there."

"Well, that's a relief." Taki blew out an obvious sigh of relief. "I came looking for him, you see. He just left so suddenly." 'What a fake.' Not only were Taki's words false, but Yuki could see something foul in his eyes.

"So, you lovers?" He bluntly stabbed the question at Aizawa feeling some hatred at his own question. In a way he didn't want to know the answer.

A look came over Taki. It was almost a look of appall and shock. "N-no. We're roommates. He moved in with me a year ago. As far as I can tell Shuichi is very straight, as am I."

"I doubt that." Yuki felt the sudden urge to smoke but held it down.

"That I'm straight?!" Now poor Taki sounded offended.

"No, you idiot. That Shuichi is straight. He's so damn clingy. I have no doubts that he's gay." Yuki called out his hidden thoughts.

"Um, are you and him…?" The other made a hand gesture at Eiri and the other.

"No. I'm just the one that found his sorry crumpled body on the side of the road." God, how he wanted to smoke so badly. Even Yuki had his weaknesses.

An awkward silence fell on the room like fog. The tall blond would've gone out to smoke, except that he didn't particularly trust Taki Aizawa to be alone with Shuichi. He bit down on his lip and began searching his pockets. Finally he pulled out a piece of gum and chewed and swallowed sweet juice that exploded into his mouth. Of course this didn't really mean it would help anything.

"Are you two really close?" Yuki asked out of the silence.

"Yes." Taki said firmly.

"Then you take care of him. I'm out of here." Yuki stood up without another word and stalked out of the room, heading toward the exit.

He didn't know what this sudden change was. Maybe he was just having some withdraw or something. He didn't know, but he felt like crap. When he made it outside, he felt even worse, some regret flowing through his blood. Still, he tightened his fists and continued walking, not looking back.

It was only minutes after Yuki's departure, like some attached doll, that Shuichi sat straight up in bed in a panicked state. Like he had been awake he looked around desperately.

"Where's Yuki?" He cried out. He hadn't even noticed Taki there. When he noticed the other there he recoiled a little. "Where did he go?" He asked backing up a little bit.

"Shuichi, he left. He asked me to take care of you." Taki was about to reach up and touch his cheek reassuringly, but at this it seemed to signal for Shuichi to jump away from the other.

In fact his body had fully departed from the bed. Looking around in horror he felt like he was going to cry. He didn't want Yuki to leave. Without much going on in his thought process Shindou ran out of the room. He ran down the hallway as fast as he could, avoiding traffic from either sides. He almost tripped over several wheelchairs and he could hear doctors and nurses screaming at him, but he wasn't listening. His heartbeat took over all of that.

He burst through the door and ran to the road. He looked to either of the street sides. Oh, god. He didn't know where he had gone to. He had no inclination as to what to do. As his heart tightened its grip in his chest his knees gave out. His hand covered his mouth as a small whimpering sound peeped through. He felt utterly at a loss.

"What the hell? I leave you alone for five minutes with that guy and you come running out of the hospital like a bat out of hell?" The annoyed voice made Shuichi spin around quickly. He didn't know why he felt so relieved, but he wiped at his eyes.

"I just wanted…Well, Taki told me you left, so I wanted to say goodbye." Shuichi answered reluctantly.

Yuki blew out some smoke and pushed himself off of the hospital wall. He could probably tell that Shuichi was lying like a dog. "I see. I just needed to smoke a cigarette. I was about to go back inside, but like the freak you are you had to act all worried and run after me. Pathetic. Why are you so damn annoying?" He asked sternly throwing the depleted white stick to the ground and stomping on it.

"Uh. I am not pathetic!" Shuichi had to take up for himself. He didn't want Eiri to think of him that way. Eiri just had to be cruel to him. He growled under his breath.

"Hey…" Taki's voice sounded behind Yuki. Shuichi eyed the man with some wariness. "Is everything okay? You probably shouldn't be running around, Shuichi-chan." The voice alone made him quiver.

In the end Shuichi had nothing to say to Taki. He simply lay down back in the hospital, making sure that Yuki wouldn't leave.

"I have to go to restroom." Taki left as Yuki turned his attention fully to Shuichi.

"So?"

"What?" Shuichi wondered with suspicious eyes.

"What's the deal? You act like a timid animal around him." Yuki's hands played with his metal cigarette lighter, flipping the lid open and shutting it again.

"O-oh." The younger boy paused, twiddling his thumbs in a nervous manner. "Well, we're roommates and all that, but-"

The door swung open as Taki re-entered the room. "How are you feeling Shuichi?" Aizawa asked as he took his seat again.

"I-I'm fine." Shuichi nodded as he turned away from him, curling up a bit under the covers.

Eiri glare reached past Shuichi's small body and to the villain named Taki Aizawa. Something raw and ugly had happened between the two of them and the blond was determined to find out what it was. Shuichi was weird, yes, but he wasn't usually this strange about a situation. Whatever the situation may be.

"Let's let Shuichi rest a while. He's had a rough day." Yuki finally said standing up and motioning for the other male beside Shuichi to get up.

The pink haired boy turned a bit to look at the two. The blond met his eyes. The look was somehow reassuring and Shuichi couldn't up, but relax.

Taki got up, a little hesitant to do so. He watched the two interact. His eyebrows furrowed as he left the room, followed by Eiri, the strange and mysterious blond.

They made their way outside. After an hour or so they decided to get a bite to eat. They made small talk, but didn't really converse too deeply. It was obvious that neither of them liked each other. All dinner Taki received looks from Eiri that he was sure were of hatred, but he mentioned nothing of it.

The night moved on and the darkness became heavier.

Shuichi sat up in bed slowly and yawned. His arms stretched up high. Reawakening he looked around. It was dark and apparently Taki and Yuki had gone out…It bothered him. He lay back down on his side.

"Shuichi…" He looked up long enough to see a figure come towards him.

A hand pushed him on his back roughly, grabbing his small hands together tightly. He made a large pained moaning sound.

"Gah…" His whole body tensed and ached. He couldn't help but scream a little out at the pain. Another hand came up and covered his mouth. He could barely squirm his body felt so tight and restricted.

"Did you tell him, Shuichi?!" The voice was so angry that it made the boy flinch.

Shuichi tried to speak out, but he couldn't. The rough hand over his mouth ripped his shirt off his small body trying to curl away from the touch.

"N-no!" He cried out tears reaching his eyes.

Next the evil hand went for his shorts, coming closer and closer…Then it was pulled back. The whole body was thrown off of him. He felt like crying even more. All he could hear was rough movement before the door slammed open and two figures rushed from the room, one backing up and the other stalking toward him. His breath hitched as he began to cough.

Blood spilled from Taki's mouth as the punches kept coming to a blow with his face. The cold golden eyes like some dark being became even more sinister then they had seemed before. The hallway was dark and no one was around. He was screwed….

Finally it stopped long enough for Yuki to grab him up by the collar, to bring him closer. "WHY AIZAWA?!" He yelled fiercely and it echoed loudly through the hallway.

There was no response from him. He could speak. He was so dizzy and on the verge of passing out. His head turned up weakly to look at the other.

"Oh, fuck you!" Yuki dropped the dark-haired man hard and watched as his body barely reacted to the blow. "Be lucky you're in a fucking hospital!" He yelled at the almost dead body before he disappeared.

Weakly he tried to pull himself up, but couldn't do it. He tried to ignore the strong pain he felt. He fell into the heavy darkness with a thud.

"Shuichi!" Yuki called out taking hold of the small shaking body. It quivered at his touch and tried to pull away, but he held him firmly.

"Please, don't!" Shuichi cried out desperately and it pained Yuki to hear him sound like this.

Pulling back from the emotional boy he tried his best to make him come back to reality. He shook him a little. This didn't seem to work. He didn't want to, but he knew he had to. His hand made contact with Shuichi's face. "SHUICHI!" His voice finally seemed to make it to his ears.

His big eyes stared up, tears running down his cheeks. "I-I…" He seemed speechless. He leaned forward and rested his head down on Eiri's chest. "Sorry…" Quietly he wiped at his eyes.

"Are you going to tell me what happened or keep hiding it from me…?" Yuki took Shuichi face in his hands. A perfect fit. It was strange sitting here like this. Shuichi eyes looked away from his.

"It's not important…It was six months ago…No big deal…" The voice was low that came from Shuichi. There was silence. Yuki was about to give up when Shuichi spoke again, "Taki and I have lived together for a little while now…We met each other at an old place I used to work at. We began talking and so it was decided it would be easier for both of us if I moved into his small house…So, I did.

Time went on and everything was going great. Taki was really nice to me and we didn't really have any problems. We were becoming really close. We were such good friends and everything. As time went on I realized that Taki liked to drink. It didn't really bother me or anything, but sometimes he came home really late and very drunk. Well, one day he decided to throw a party at the house. He'd never done this before, but I really didn't care. I had to work that night, so I wasn't going to be there anyway.

Around midnight I came home and from the street I could see that the party was still going on. Music was playing really loud and the lights were all on. I was really tired and considered going to a hotel for the night, but I was too stubborn. I thought I was sure that Taki would turn things down for me. I know I ended up being wrong, but still.

As I entered the house the smell of beer and smoke hit my senses. I tried really hard to pass through the crowd and get to my room, but Taki stopped me, pulling me aside. He smelled really strongly of alcohol. I didn't say anything and let him pull me aside. He pushed the both of us in his room. I sat on his bed and really didn't think anything of it. He didn't say anything to me. He left the room for a few minutes and when the door opened again he and a couple of other guys came in and shut the door. I didn't even notice them lock the damn door…."

Shuichi paused for a moment choking up. After a moment of composing he spoke up again, "It's all a little fuzzy, but I basically remember everything that happened that night.

The next thing I remember after they came in I was pushed down on the bed and held down. I thought that they were just messing around, but it pissed me off. I yelled at them that I was really tired and I didn't want to deal with their stupid shit. It didn't really hit me until they began to strip my clothes off. I panicked. I wasn't sure what they were going. I knew I was probably overreacting, but it just didn't feel right. It was hard to struggle since two guys held down my hands and two of them held down my legs. After they got me nude the next thing they did…

One of them pulled out a dress, the color which I cannot remember. It was little and small. I was pretty sure it wasn't going to fit me. Yes, trivial thoughts like those were going threw my mind. I wasn't thinking properly. They forced it one me and even zipped it up…Strangely enough it actually fit me…

The color of the wig they pulled out was light blond, lighter than yours. They put it on my head. So, I thought 'Okay, so they're playing some stupid joke? What, are they going to force me out into the party and make me run around town or something?' I just was pissed off that they wouldn't even let me sleep. To think at the time all I was worried about was whether I would get to sleep or not. Heh…

It's hard to talk about the next part…They moved the dress up and lifted my legs up. I knew I was screwed then. That's when I really fought, but it was no use. Without readying me at all one of them pulled down their pants and entered me. The pain…was excruciating. I tried screaming out, but they covered my mouth up. He didn't stop. He just going and going until he came inside me…It was disgusting feeling and it was very painful…He switched off with Taki and then he took a turn. It was all the same. They switched and even did me in different positions…Needless to say I pretty much was out of it by the time they finally quit.

Until tonight I was pretty sure that Taki had had no recollection of it. Apparently I was wrong."

And that was it. Just like that Shuichi had laid the whole thing out onto the table. Yuki was shocked and wasn't sure what to say. He stared at the strangely calmed Shuichi. He looked down in thought before he stood up.

"Where are you going?" The boy attempted to stand up, but Yuki placed his hand on his shoulder stopping him.

Without another word the blond opened the door and disappeared. He gave a firm kick to Taki's side as he passed by.

-End

Wow, this was a stumper. I found this another hard chapter to write. I was stumped for a little while as how I was going to break out the rape story that involved Shuichi. Just the night before I came up with the dressing up and I was struck with some inspiration. I think I can be pleased with this chapter. I think this is the longest chapter yet. Sometimes it's hard to write down the ideas in my head, so I try my best. I got sick with some sinus infection and a head cold. So, that sucks. The next chapter might take a little while for me to write as I am taking a break from writing. Just last week I had to write up a full script passed on the play Macbeth for my English class. Not fun. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!