PLEASE READ THIS BLURB

Wow, I'm done two chapters in two consecutive days! New record!! Sorry about my obsession of necks and stuff. '-' I have a thing about exposed chests! –not a fan of complete nude- xD Gaah, I promise that I'll add hard lemon in the chapter after the next. And more smut. xD Also, please tell me how to improve my writing so that it's not so much of an head/eye-sore to read!!

Poll – Question: Should there be a main pairing?

Yes (If so, which pair?)

No (Everyone should share! – I didn't plan out the three/four/five/etc-somes yet. xD)

I don't care, I just want more!


Disclaimer: PoT not mine. T^T
Warning: Violence
Rating: T+
Main Pairing in Chapter: AtoRyo
Next Chapter: Perhaps in one week

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The door busted open.

"GET YOUR FILTHY PAWS OFF MY BRAT!"

That voice! Could it be…?

-WHAM- -WHAM- Ryoma could hear Brett and Don flying towards the far wall from two heavy punches. "W-wha…" Matt got cut off as he received a punch on the face, sending him to the ground. Matt let go of Ryoma's wrists from the impact –the only source of keeping him upright- Ryoma started falling backwards as sturdy hands caught him from the back.

"Echizen! Echizen! Are you alright??!" asked Atobe, worried.

"A-atobe-senpai?" Ryoma's voice cracked as he tried not to break into a sob, silent tears continued flowing down his flushed cheeks. Atobe tenderly wiped the tears away.

"It's okay, Echizen…everything's going to be fine." Atobe whispered reassuringly, embracing the half-broken boy in a warm, safe hug. Sadness and sympathy took a hold of his heart as Ryoma buried his head in Atobe's shoulder, crying and trembling harshly. He grabbed the boy even closer, rubbing his back comfortingly. Looking at Ryoma in this state made him want to cry too…

He was about to take off the blindfold and untie the binded boy but suddenly, Matt sprang up from the ground and grabbed Ryoma out of his arms, catching him off guard. Brett and Don also regained consciousness, arising from the floor like zombies. "Atobe-senpai! Atobe-senpai!" Ryoma used all his strength, attempting to struggle out of Matt's hold.

"Looks like we got our toy back." Brett smirked, rubbing his aching head a little. Atobe, filled with anger was about to knock them all unconscious again, but froze. Matt pulled down Ryoma's jacket and shirt to expose his right creamy, pale shoulder using his right hand. His fingers then traced Ryoma's collarbone. Using his left hand, he grabbed a handful of Ryoma's emerald hair and pulled his head back a bit, showing more of his neck. His right hand travelled into his pant pocket and brought out a dangerously sharp hand knife, resting the blade on the front-right side of the boy's neck.

"You don't want anything to happen to your little friend here, would you?" smirked Don.

"You bas--!!" Atobe stopped in mid sentence as Matt applied a little pressure on the knife. The blade sunk a little into Ryoma's soft skin, drawing a steady stream of blood down his exposed chest. Ryoma bit hard on his own lower lip, whimpering, to refrain from screaming in pain and fear.

"Gah!" Ryoma exclaimed. Matt removed the blade from the cut and started licking away the blood from the newly made wound. Atobe watched, transfixed at the inhuman, yet strangely arousing scene.

"Stop…!!" said the shaken Atobe.

"Oh? Get down on your knees." demanded Brett.

"In your dre…"

Matt directed the knife's pointed tip at Ryoma's pulse. Throwing away his pride, Atobe kneeled on the ground.

"Took you long enough." smirked Don.

"Now we are going to repay you for what you did to us a hundred times over!" said Brett, cracking his knuckles. –WHAM!- Brett punched Atobe hard on his jaw. Ryoma could hear Brett and Don continuously punching and kicking Atobe.

"Atobe-senpai!!!!!!" Ryoma yelled.

"Don't talk, don't move." warned Matt.

"Yaddah! Stop hurting him!" Matt tightened his grip on Ryoma's hair.

"Shut it, you little whore. You belong to us now!" Matt crashed his lips on Ryoma's, forcing his tongue in, only to have Ryoma bite it. "Iteh!!" Matt exclaimed. He turned the boy around and struck Ryoma on the really hard, knocking him onto the floor.

"Echizen!" Atobe called out, only to have Don pulling him up off the ground by his collar and punching him in the face.

"You should be worrying about yourself right now!" Brett kicked Atobe in the stomach, causing him to cough out a dangerous amount of blood.

Matt has already crawled on top of the limp boy. "Get off!!" Ryoma would be struggling and kicking by now if he wasn't paralyzed.

"Hmmm? You're not fighting back though. You want this don't you?" Matt pushed Ryoma's arms over his head and started biting the erected nipples.

"No! Yaddah!"

"I'm goina fuck you so hard that…"

"Shouldn't all of you be running away by now?" Atobe suddenly smirked. Brett and Don stopped kicking him.

"If I'm right, the police should arrive here in 43 seconds." Atobe continued smirking, eyes filled with confidence and triumph.

"BASTARD! When did you…?" Brett started.

"Right when you snatched my precious brat away." Atobe replied.

"Ksaw! We'll remember this!" Brett clenched his teeth, picked up Atobe for the last time, and threw him against the wall.

"And you!" Brett turned his eyes to Ryoma. "We'll get you sooner or later. Just you wait." His corrupted gaze and malice-filled smirk sent shivers up Ryoma's back even if he couldn't see it. The three kidnappers retreated out of the room.

Moments passed.

"Atobe-senpai..?" Ryoma said, his voice quiet from the soreness of his throat due to the blowjob and yelling. "Atobe-senpai..??" he asked slightly louder, wincing a bit. Atobe groaned.

"I'm sorry, Echizen. I'll get you right now." Atobe said, voice shaking a little from intense pain. Talking was so painful! It hurt his lungs and ribs. His lips bled a little and his jaw felt like it shattered.

"Are you okay?" asked the worried Ryoma. "Are you hurt badly?"

"Nah, I'm okay. Just a little sore." Ryoma's been through a lot; better not add to his worries.

"Soka… So… where's the police…?" asked Ryoma.

"I lied. I forgot my cell phone. There was no time to find a phone. Plus, I didn't know which room they took you to anyways." Atobe tried getting up, coughing up blood. He leaned on the wall for support. Everything in his body either ached or felt like shattering at any second. This was the most painful experience he had to endure since.. ever! He panted loudly.

"Ato--?"

"Shh, I'm fine!" Atobe grunted, letting go of the wall, trying to stand on his own. Pain shocked through his whole body like electricity, his shins felt like snapping in half. Still, he staggered towards Ryoma's body. When he got to him, he collapsed onto his knees next to him. He winced, letting out a shaky breath, he chuckled "Really, nothing good comes out of being near you." He buttoned up Ryoma's shirt and tried to pick him up bridal style. He shoulders felt like falling off, his back hurt like hell and it felt as though his muscles were going to tear off. In reality, Ryoma was too light and skinny… waay too delicate and fragile… Atobe knew that but he was quite thankful and was in no position to lecture the boy about gaining more weight and skin.

"W-wha-! Put me down! Let go!" Ryoma said frantically. He still wasn't used to being around Atobe, let alone touching him after the nightmare he had.

"What? You wonna walk all the way back to the manor yourself?" Atobe winced, trying to keep his voice even and not fall onto the ground.

"………can't you at least untie me first?" complained Ryoma.

"Knots are too tight." Atobe lied. "Anyways, even if I untie you, you'd still won't be able to move." Atobe slowly lifted him up despite all the fatal pain. I don't want you to see me in this condition. I don't want you to worry. I don't want to see you cry. I want you to be treated of your injuries and get better. I want to see your arrogant smirks again.

Atobe used the stairs to get down. Using the elevator will be too much of a hassle. Each step he took got more and more painful. Not to mention that they were on the 14th damn floor. "I just hope my legs or arms won't break." thought Atobe. He didn't want to drop Ryoma in any way.

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Finally, Atobe made it out the back of the hotel. He walked down the streets with Ryoma in his arms, the sun almost set. Ryoma felt Atobe's broad chest unevenly rise and fall and a very slight stagger-limping motion when walking. Minutes passed by as the drug started wearing off slightly. Ryoma wriggled around a little, body feeling very numb. His elbow accidentally jabbed into Atobe's stomach, causing him to cough up a large amount of blood, red droplets dampened Ryoma's jacket and hands.

"S-sorry!" exclaimed Ryoma. "Atobe-senpai, are you coughing up blood?!!"

"N-no, it's just…saliva…" Atobe lied again. "Just stay put, we're almost there…"

"Atobe-senpai…" said Ryoma. He didn't know what to think. Is it possible for anyone to have that much saliva in their mouths?

After minutes and minutes of silence and walking (obviously limping now), Ryoma couldn't take it anymore.

"A-ano… Atobe-senpai?" started Ryoma.

"Hai?"

"You're hurting me…"

"Where?"

"Your grip on my right shoulder and knee gets harder and harder… it hurts…"

"R-really? I'm sorry!" Atobe quickly released his crazy tight grip. During the journey from the hotel to the mansion, all the various pains from all over Atobe's body got more and more painful and sore as his hands subconsciously tightened its hold on whatever he was holding to bear the pains. He didn't realize that he was hurting Ryoma..

After what seemed like forever, they made it out of the city and saw the mansion at the far end of the large grassy field. Taking a deep, shaky breath, Atobe continued walking.

"Atobe-sama! Echizen-sama!" Sebastian and a few other servants ran towards the two boys. Upon seeing Sebastian, relief washed over Atobe. He knees gave out and started falling forward.

"Ah!" Ryoma yelped out. Using the last of his strength and consciousness, Atobe forgot about his aching body and flipping over right before they crashed violently onto the hard ground so that he was the one who suffered the impact instead of Ryoma. His mind slowly blacking out, he could hear Ryoma's fading voice calling out to him with worry.

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Please review!! Tell me what you think! Tell me what you want!! I hope you enjoyed the fic!!

~Kiyu-chan