Title: Life Threatening is Fun
Rated: T, language, usage, sexual themes, and abuse. Oh the fun.
Summary: A smirk remained on his face, listening to silent fall of rain. The thunder occasionally interrupting the beauty. He exhaled,"..and the heavens open up..for another fallen angel" WARNING! Chapter 3 underage rape. You've been warned.
Author Note: This soo didn't turn out the way I wanted it. But I'm some what okay with it. I'm not going to give too much of it away since I hate when authors explain the entire story just in the summary. So it's like...ehhh...Anyways I introduce a OC that's it. Nothing too much about character detail if you noticed XD. I'm horrible but you know what it's 3 in the morning...so give me a break. Oh and thank you everyone who favorite-ed and reviewed! I'm glad people like my stories so far! And if you have any requests PLEASE TELL ME. I'd be happy to write them! Okay now to the story w
Chapter oo3;; Starting Today, I Promise
' -but you promised me '
' I know I'm sorry don't get mad at me but I'll make it up to you Wednesday '
' please please don't get yourself into anymore trouble. Okay I'll text you later love you 3'
He started intently at the little heart and smiled, his mood suddenly lifting and he sighed. He put his mobile in his back pocket and check his watch. It was 5 minutes till 3:00pm. He didn't have much time left so he might has well start early and get it over with. Kid stretched tiredly thinking about his beloved girl friend Heather. The reason why he wasn't with her was because, he admitted, of week detention. He had argued perfidiously with the teacher, and just when he got bored with her he flicked his pencil perfectly at her forehead. Although he received much cheer from his classmates he got into trouble with the teachers. He sort of felt bad and stupid, but he usually felt like that every time something like that happened. He ran on impulse sometimes, that and nobody corrected him besides the teacher ( which he never listened to in the first place ) and Heather. Ever since Kid had lost his mother his father had been struggling to keep it together. Therefore never spending actual time with his son. Even though Kid acted calm and collected he was a buried wreck inside, and deeply he yearned for that parental care. Heather was the only one that managed to see through his barrier. She instantly became the space that filled his empty heart. Kid never thought something like 'love' could heal such. However his old habits never died...
3 minutes till 3. Kid finally rose himself from the stairway, he was still inside the school. He put his hands inside his pockets. He still wore his school uniform though it was less neat then before. The black tie that ran down his pressed white shirt was loosen and hanging enough so that the collar of his white was open. Two of the buttons were undone reveling more of his undershirt that was regular white fitted tee shirt. His shirt was untucked as well and it hid his lower half till his hip. The only thing was still left untouched was his black slacks. Still neatly pressed and unwrinkled, only slightly baggy against his figure.
Kid would stopped by the window just to kill time, or he just wanted to be late on purpose. Another reason for the teacher to get mad at him. Ahh...what the hell. Like it matter...he suddenly thought about Heather and how he promised. He sighed and turned back towards the maroon halls. He stopped at the third door knocking loudly and quick,
"Come in" said a female voice on the other side, Kid opened the door slowly. First seeing the rows of desks in the back, the small stairs leading down to the front of the classroom. The blank white walls surrounding the own mess. It was a dirty classroom, yet it served its purpose. He opened the door further till he saw the large desk in front. A women sat on top of it, she was very young yet professional looking. Her brown hair was tied into a bun, she wore fitted clothing that would distract a young lad from his math. Oddly, she wore frog slippers instead of her high heals that she wore during the school hours. She held a few papers in her hands and when she saw Kid step through she lifted them up and spoke coldly no doubt still angered by his actions.
"You'll be doing some lines for me.." she announced, Kid mentally groaned however remained stoic. She got off the desk and walked to one of the desks closes to her and set the papers down. Kid saw that it was just blank loose leaf paper. He was still distracted by the slippers and the sound they made against the hard wooden floors. Kid walked for further instructions but apparently the teacher was done with him.
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He left at 4 o'clock on the dot. He yawned rubbing his wrist furiously as he walked out of the school grounds. The sun was still out and it was still beautiful. Kid gave a relieved sigh and pulled out his mobile, flipping it open he began call the familiar number. He brought it to his ear and waited for her to answer. Heather answered with a teasing voice "He~llo?"
Kid couldn't help but laugh at her silly mock "I'm alive in one piece" he said, he heard her gasp on the other end "Good I'm glad, see I told you-"
"Yeah Yeah, hey I'm going to come over okay?" Kid said with a eager smile.
He heard Heather pause briefly then gave a small "O~kay" . They said their good-byes then Kid hung up feeling his heart bounce inside him. He put his mobile back into his pocket, but it dropped from his grip. He stumbled backwards nearly losing his balance, before he could apologize a rough hand grasped his collar. Kid closed his eyes wondering if he was going to get hit in the face. When the blow didn't come he opened them, he saw a man stand before him. He looked much younger than to be called a man but he was certainly older than him. By the uniform he wore he guessed that he was a college student that was a neighbor school to his. Kid looked at the strangers features and he suddenly felt fearful. The stranger let him go more gently this time, "Watch it" he mumbled. His tone was dark and deep but at the same time it was too light for Kid's liking. He watched as the male walked away from him casually, Kid was frozen on the spot not at all remembering another person on the street with him. After a good 20 seconds, he picked up his mobile and continued to walk.
He reached Heather's house in 10 minutes, the door was open as always. Kid knocked then entered the house. He was greeted by the sweet scent of lavender and peppermint and a warm atmosphere. All the tension inside him melted away, he rubbed the back of his head as if loosening himself. He heard the running footsteps down the staircase, he turned around just in time to see Heather hug him.
"Kid!" she beamed as she pulled away, Heather playfully ruffled his hair particularity his odd white strips. Kid smiled grabbing her wrists and pulling her arms down and close to him. They bodies were now touching, Kid placed a tender kiss on his cheek before letting her go. When she backed away Kid took in her features. She was at a equal height as Kid only an inch smaller, she was slender and small her short blond hair and perfect brown eyes..simply beautiful. Another thing that Kid adored was her being the total opposite from him, more of baring her own unique personality.
Heather stopped smiling and her eyes widen, "K-Kid...why do you have blood on your shirt?" she asked "Did something happen?".
Kid looked down at his shirt but saw nothing, Heather pointed out his collar which had two crimson stains. After examining him, she was relieved that it wasn't his blood. Kid couldn't think of any way of blood getting on him but maybe ink. He remembered the older student who ran into him, was it his blood? He felt suddenly disgusted but Heather giggled she began to unbutton his school shirt,
"I'll get you another shirt.." Heather teased she allowed him to do the rest and hurried upstairs. Kid knew that Heather had a older brother, no doubt she would go raid his closet for a shirt.
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The sun had already died and the moon took its place. Kid had left Heathers house but not without them kissing goodbye. She waved one last time to him before she closed the door, Kid turned towards the street and began walking. He pulled out his mobile and checked the time, it was only 8:34pm the day was still young. He felt relaxed and full of energy, though when he edged closer to his house he knew that his father would be home. Kid didn't mind this in fact he enjoyed his company but they always failed to connect and this is what bothered him. He stopped at the traffic crossing and waited, his hands in his pockets and glared at the shirt that Heather had given him. It was a blue long sleeved shirt and with the words 'Long Shore' on the chest with white colour. She had promised him that she'd wash his shirt and bring it tomorrow so he rest assured.
He reached the quiet neighborhood finally and took his time walking into the alleyway. Kid heard a faint cough and his body seemed alert. It was darker than usually, cold, silent...Kid continued to walk despite the creepy atmosphere. Suddenly a loud crash awaken him, he yelped and moved back only to realize that it was a cat . It had sent a metal trash can lid to the ground, the cat meowed and disappeared into the rubbish. Kid felt his heart beat at his temples, he sighed feeling embarrassed that he gotten so startled.
"Well...I remember you.."
Kid turned around quickly nearly making him dizzy, he looked up to see a the same person that he had bumped into at the school grounds. His clothing was loose so Kid could see every curve of the boy's biceps. No doubt that the male was built but the mere appearance in a dark alley made Kid nervous. However, Kid glared at him his golden eyes trying desperately not to show any sign of fright.
"What are you doing here?" the boy asked as if he suddenly owned the dump.
"I happen to live nearby.." Kid retorted but it seemed that he wasn't listening.
"Little kid's shouldn't be out so late..isn't past your bedtime?"
"Who the fuck are you to say...I already have a father" Kid's patience was running thin and his body slowly started to twitch as if he was ready to run. What happened next made him wish he did it sooner. The boy grabbed him roughly by the arm and pulled him closer, Kid accidentally jerked his arm away but only caused it to dislocate. He gasped, the sudden pain caught him he felt the boy's hand around him still.
"You saved me the trouble, haha..." he pinned Kid against the wall, his forearm now against his chest no longer grasping his arm but his neck instead.
"You can tell Andy to stop sending his idiots over, I'm tired of dealing with 'em" the boy said calmly, Kid felt the pressure tight around his chest he spoke with diffucilty. "I don't know what the fuck your t-talking about" the grip loosen slightly "Listen asshole I don't know who your fuck buddy is-"
The boy let go of him, Kid sighed deeply and leaned against the wall holding his injured shoulder. The boy looked at Kid for a long time before smiling.
"Ohh? Haha, how stupid of me. Your Death the Kid right?" the boy asked, it was now a totally different conversation. Kid felt his thought being picked and his eye twitched angrily. Was this guy serious? He edged closer to him, now having a cold hand against his chest. It trailed down slowly as he spoke "I know your father, he's a real bastard.." his fingers danced around the edge of his pant line. Suddenly his hand went up his shirt, Kid moved back only to hit his head against the wall. He felt the boy's cold hand against his stomach then on to his back. A shiver bolted down his spine, it felt so unearthly.
"You see...I mistook you for a member, you know. Andy's gang is always looking for ways to get on my bad side" the boy's hand traveled up Kid's chest then stopped.
"What the fuck are you playing at..." Kid said, he was surprised to hear his voice shake slightly. He wanted to move away, to run but the boy had him in his range. Kid breathed in, holding it inside him...
Suddenly his back arched, the cold fingers gazed his nipple, he heard the boy laugh. Another hand grasped his waist as if to steady him from falling.
"I could have some fun with you, after all that shit your father did to me..." Kid's voice was only a mere pleasure to him. He wanted to hear the small boy cry out..
He playfully rubbed Kid's chest, occasionally leaving to roam his waist area. Kid felt completely weaken and hopeless to the older male's desire. Though confusion remind inside, wondering why the male knew him and his father. He could no longer think straight, the teasing that the boy done made him uneasy. He wasn't sure if it was pleasure of just torture.
Maybe both.
"So Kid...are you willing to do me a favor?" the boy asked his hand retreated from Kid's form, their was a silence between them. Kid felt his heart in his throat, no doubt from the fear of the unpredictable male. He didn't answer him, of course he was still frozen from the boy's touch. The other noticed this and merely smirked as if delighted but unfinished. To Kid's horror the boy started to pick his fingers at his zipper. His first instinct was panic he knew what the boy was going at and it frighten him. Surprisingly, Kid didn't move as the older boy started to pull down his pants till they were at his knees. His eyes were wide as he merely stared, questioning his actions.
"Haha, it's all too sudden I know-" the boy joked carelessly "You don't even know my name yet...how rude" Kid remained silent still befuddled by the teasing tone of the boy. Before he even realized it, his cold hands now touched his member. He was being rapped and he felt powerless against it. The worse feeling laid in his stomach knowing fully well that he could have avoided it all by counteracting.
"Well Kid, people call me Noah..I'd like you to call me that too" the older boy said once more. His fingers gently rubbing on to Kid's member feeling it harden quickly. This made him eager to carry on but suddenly the boy spoke.
"W-Why ar-" he didn't finish it felt useless to even speak to him now. There was no more words only body language. The older boy that requested to be called Noah, continued his forbidden bodily coaxing. He brought the younger male down to the dirty pavement, his pants still forgotten by his knee's along with his boxers. There was no pleasure, no gentleness, no soft motions. Noah played with him, stroking his member roughly and quick till Kid finally came. He gasped, his back arched once more as he breathed in heavily from the dirty action. It hurt more than anything...He hoped that that only would bring the older boys satisfaction to his humiliation. He heard rustling of the boy's zipper, he knew what was coming next. Kid felt his body come together, he sat up and backed away as fast as he could yet again failing to see the wall behind him. Noah grabbed him again pinning him against the wall, he made him kneel and bend. His body unwillingly obeyed, Noah's hands came to his hips and planted himself above him. Without warning he entered him fully. Kid cried out, his hands clenched into fists on the brick wall. His eyes tightly closed feeling tears of pain slowly form and go down his cheek. The older male did not move but remained inside him. His heart felt like bursting, his lungs dying...every breath he took felt like it was tearing at his throat.
"Calm down..." Noah's voice streamed in his ear with a gentle tone that was far from his actions "I'm not even done yet" as he said he began to move, his hips moved out and in slowly but with a harden motion. There was no preparation, to knowing of how much the pain of last. There was a hint of pleasure but as to quickly faded by the rough nails digging inside his sides. The pace quicken, Noah made no action to stop as Kid tighten around him. He felt it but held in his climax wanting to hear the young boy's agony. Noah went in deeper then before, Kid felt his body against his a sudden warmth between them existed. Kid tired desperately to remove himself from him, but Noah's arm grasped his waist and his other hand started to pump at his member.
Kid couldn't hold in any longer, he let out a shaken moan before he finally came. His body collapsed in its weaken state Noah remained dominate. He focused on his thrusts, he made them quick getting every pleasuring motion he demanded. He finally released inside him, moaning as he relaxed underneath Kid. He felt the warmth inside him making him sick and disgusted. His breathing became laboring, wondering if he was going to have a panic attack right then and now. Suddenly the older boy laughed, he pulled out from him and zipper up. Kid instantly sat up, he pulled up his pants and sat upright in a curled defense. Noah edged to him and smiled, the friendly manner Kid once knew was now a imprint of lies forever scratched into his memory. He didn't want that...
"I want to see you again okay?" Noah asked with a devilish tone. Kid was some how drawn into it, but the thought of coming back frighten him. He wouldn't...but he was fearful of what happened if he didn't.
"I'm glad I didn't have to kill you.." Noah embraced him taking the last bit of sanity that Kid had along with him.
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"I had such a great time"
Heather danced out of the theater dragging along Kid with her. He smiled, Heather laughed realizing how loud she was being. She went back to Kid's side and took his hand making him follow.
"Heather?"
"Mhmm?"
Kid paused briefly, looking into her brown eyes with deep meaning, "I love you" he uttered. Heather smiled and stopped she turned in front of him and grabbed the two folds of his jacket and pulled him in. She kissed him deeply, she pulled away "I love you too" she replied with meaning.
"I'm glad, please don't forget that-"
"You've been acting so strange...are you sure everything is alright?" Heather asked a hint of worry invaded her tone. Kid shook his head and sighed, "Come on" he said he held out his hand and she took it without hesitant. They began to walk down her block, their conversation turning into how the movie was. Heather expressed her love for the lead actor who was a British American actor, Kid laughed merely listening to her funny annotations. They finally reached her house in a matter of minutes, Heather hugged him tightly, "Don't get caught up, okay?" she pleaded "When your sad that makes me sad" her voice slowly becoming a whisper. Kid hugged in return, "Ok.." he simply replied. He closed his eyes her words attaching to him like glue.
When your sad...that makes me sad...
He filled with regret.
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He walked down to the end of the street and into his familiar neighborhood, his hands were shoved into his pockets. He shivered slightly as the wind slapped across his face. The wind subsided as he entered the taunting alley. It beckoned him closer into its mist, the smell of tobacco and slime greeted him as usual. The shadow, the demand, the ritual...
His mentality was fading away..
But Kid understood more of the older boy now, of how and why Noah could do this. It's cause he could, he explained. As if Kid was mere property and nothing else. Noah believed he owned him, like a purchased item. Kid made no argument. He learned of how Noah became, how his family was stripped from their house and life from his father. Their family dying from their sudden poverty...Kid however didn't feel any remorse, Noah didn't expect any.
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The bell had rung, students hurried out and crowded the halls. Kid leaned against the wall, his mobile out and was texting to pass the time.
"Hey!"
Heather stood in front of him, Kid put away his mobile and put it in his pocket. Kid kissed her forehead softly but only briefly. Heather titled her head seeing the boy feel so cold and distant.
"Kid?" she asked waiting for a hopeful answer from the male. Kid looked back at her, realizing that their fingers were entwined with another. He smiled his eyes closed as if painfully registering her worry.
"I'm going home early today, my dad needs me home" Kid said, Heather noticed that his voice was on the brick of breaking "I'm sorry I can't-"
"No its fine. Kid is everything okay?" Heather asked her eyes widen with the uncertainty of Kid's emotions. Kid nodded, he stared at her deeply till he leaned closer to her and kissed her forehead.
"I love you"
Heather sighed, allowing his hand to slip from hers. She watched him leave, her stomach turning from the worry. She reluctantly turned the other way, for the first time walking home alone without him.
Kid walked hastily to his house, he nearly broke when he edged towards the alley. He knew that Noah was waiting for him, he couldn't bare to touch him again or he him. Kid breathed in roughly, calming himself as he entered his home. He closed the door behind him, entering his spacious house. His father wasn't home but he knew he would come in a couple of minutes. He left the door open for his arrival wondering if his father would suspect his sudden personality change. Kid tried desperately to regain himself but he remained shaken. He felt ashamed that he couldn't tell Heather of all people what was happening. He walked up the wooden staircase and to his bedroom. He took off his school uniform and put on something fitting, a loose tune came from his pocket. He pulled out his mobile seeing it Heather calling. Kid flipped open his phone, "H-hello?" he answered
"Kid, is everything alright?" Heather asked "I'm going to come over okay?"
"Heather, you can't...please don't" Kid retorted without force.
"If you'd just tell me-"
"I love you Heather, and I'm sorry that I'm being so selfish.."
"W-What are you talking about!"
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The line was cut.
"Kid? Kid! Hello?!"
Heather broke into a run, she hurried down the block and towards the familiar streets. Her eyes were forming tears already, the wind was heavy around her...dragging her down. She let out a sob of frustration. She needed to know what was happening, Heather loved Kid..she needed to know. She turned the corner and counted down the number of houses till his, she saw his bedroom window from her view. Heather ran up the steps knocking loudly, she twisted the knob seeing it was open already. Heather entered the house, "Kid!" she shouted. His father wasn't home yet which wasn't a surprise, though the absent was frighten.
He was alone...
No..no he's...
She already knew, she ran up the steps dropping her schoolbag on the ground. Heather reached the landing, her legs felt heavy as she neared his door. His door was slightly ajar, the sudden shift told her that he knew she was there. Why did she know?
"Heather..."
His mutter made Heather's heart stop inside her, her eyes linked to his instantly as she opened the door.
"K-Kid..."
"I won't make you sad anymore, I just want you to be happy"
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Outside the clouds collided together, the loud escape of thunder roared across the town. The sunlight vanished abruptly with a bang and collapsed underneath the crying sky. The atmosphere tasted like gun powder to the youth. The streets were glossed with black from the droplets covering the once white pavement. The alley remained quiet, Noah..unmoved by the sudden change. He leaned against the wall, a lighted fag between his lips and inhaled deeply. He took it away from his mouth and crushed it on the ground. He crossed his arms looking out to the abandoned neighborhood. A smirk remained on his face, listening to silent fall of rain. The thunder occasionally interrupting the beauty. He exhaled,
"..and the heavens open up..for another fallen angel"
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