Here's the next chapter :D

This one goes to sweet sonia, thanks for the review ^^

I might be able to upload another chapter tonight, if not then i'm sorry

But anyway

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Chapter 4

Misaki walked slowly. After about an hour he thought that turning up without notice would cause Usagi more trouble and put him under pressure to answer quickly; whish was something he did NOT want.

Unable to put it off any longer, Misaki pulled out his cell phone. Lucky he had too. He only had a few minutes of battery left. He called Usagi's number and waited with bated breath as it rang.

What if he didn't pick up?

'Misaki?' Usagi's deep voice broke in relief 'Where are you?'

Misaki told him and then took a deep breath

'I was wondering if I could … stay in your condo.' He sounded pathetic, even to himself 'just in the meantime' he added quickly 'until I find a new place, I could pay more rent if that would help and-'

'Misaki!'

He stopped quickly, biting his lip

'Sorry'

'No' Usagi said quietly 'I'm sorry. I'm coming to get you. Then we'll talk.' Misaki nodded, then remembered that Usagi couldn't see him

'Ok'

Then the line went dead as the battery died 'Damn' he cursed and shook the phone like a rattle. Giving up he sighed and pocketed it.

Usagi cursed and sprinted to his car; thanking a God that he didn't believe in that Misaki had told him his location. On the way he stopped for gas; he was running low and he would need a full tank to apologize to Misaki enough.

Misaki cried out as he slammed against the brick wall of the nearby alleyway, nose making a worrying crunching sound; blood started to trickle from it and the young boy touched it gingerly, flinching as his cold fingers touched the tender skin, but it didn't' feel broken.

The hand that had shoved him flipped him around and reached back to strike again; Misaki ducked and the owner of the hand yelled out in pain as his fist connected with the wall; he tried to run but was caught by a second pair of hands that dragged him back into the alley by the waist. He called out again, called for help, but most people were at work by now and some schools hadn't broken up for Christmas yet. That particular road was usually deserted anyway and only the occasional car zoomed past.

Misaki wriggled and squirmed as he was pushed roughly to the floor; he saw stars as his head banged against the concrete and he doubled up in pain as one of his captors kicked him viciously in the stomach. Struggling to breathe he coughed painfully and his hands scrabbled against the pavement, trying to find a hold to push himself up but another assailant stamped on them, pinning him down and bringing tears to his huge, defeated green eyes.

Misaki ran out of energy and gave up the fight; crying silently as his attackers rained down blow after blow of huge, ham like fists, booted feet and streams of verbal abuse.

'Fucking faggot!'' one cried 'How dare you think you're good enough? You are nothing more than a worthless troublemaker!'

Misaki whimpered softly, trying to block them out. Trying not to hear. Trying not to feel.

He lost count of the hits he took; he could barely breathe, his vision was darkening and blurry as he wept quietly with the regret that he may never see Usagi san again.

Eventually, his assailants grew tired of the game and stopped. The leader stepped forwards, gave the cowering boy one last kick and bent over him to spit in his face and growl in his ear

'Stay away from Akihiko.'

Then he motioned to his stooges and they left the alley and Misaki shaking, terrified and bleeding on the cold ground.

Misaki lay there for he didn't know how long, forcing himself to gasp in the occasional breath and involuntarily shuddering from the pain and shock.

He didn't know what had just happened. Couldn't think about it. Couldn't comprehend anything.

Could only feel pain and fear. Worthless. A troublemaker.

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