Miharu awoke when a loud crash resounded. He sat up and ran out into the hallway.
"Luka!" He yelled searching for his lover.
"Yo." Luka says looking up at Miharu under a pile of trash and the trash can with a puppy yipping next to him.
"Get that thing away from me!" Miharu screamed as he climbed on top of a chair.
"Haha! It's just a puppy Miharu!" Luka laughed.
"I'm afraid of dogs!" Miharu choked glaring at the dog. The pupping cocked his head in an innocent way, then scampered over to Miharu and licked his leg yipping some more. Miharu screamed and pulled his legs up.
"I think he likes you!" Luka said laughing some more before calling the puppy back to him. The puppy ran back to Luka jumping into his lap and happily licked his face.
"Get rid of it right now!" Miharu yelled.
"Now now Miharu, I found this poor little guy on the street, he doesn't have anywhere else to go. Don't you think he could stay here just until I can find a home for him-" Luka begged.
"It's either him or me!" Miharu interrupted Luka. "Choose right now!"
"I choose you, Pikachu!" Luka yelled.
"This is a serious matter! Choose! The canine or me!" Miharu yelled.
"I choose both!" Luka said stubbornly. Believe it or not he's a huge animal lover with a soft spot for puppies! Luka got up and walked into his room and placed the puppy on his bed. "Sit!" He commanded. The puppy sat. Luka grinned brightly at Miharu. "Taught him that myself!" He said proudly. "From now on "Laharl-sama will stay in my room." Luka said then added. "I promise the second he steps out of my room we get rid of him! Pleeeease?" Luka begged.
"Fine. I see how it is. I get it." Miharu said softly walking into his room. He shut the door and lay his bed. He suddenly felt a wave of anger rush over him and he stood up. He got into a karate stance and punched the wall. He felt his fingers crack. He then kicked the wall and punched it again. Then Luka ran into his room wondering what all the noise was. Then Luka finally caught on to what was happening and calmed down.
"Miharu? Are you really that angry?" Luka asked sadly.
"What the hell do you think!" Miharu began to sob from anger.
Luka held Miharu and said in a whispered in a hushed voice. "I named him something you would like though."
"And why in the world would I like Laharl-sama?" Miharu asked as he turned in Luka's arms and held him back, sobbing into his chest.
"Because in the anime Disgaea The Demon King (to be) was named Laharl! You treated Laharl-sama like a demon so I named him after one!" Luka said enthusiastically. You could tell by the tone of his voice that he thought of himself as very clever.
"Hmph." Miharu huffed
Luka laughed again as another "clever" comment popped into his head. "And I guess If the puppy's Laharl-sama I'm Flonne and your Etna!"
"Just go away. I'm not in the mood right now." Miharu sighed pushing Luka away and sitting on his bed.
Luka looked at Miharu quizzically. Then grinned. Luka walked right up to Miharu and gave him a kiss and before he had any time to react Luka left, closing the door behind him.
"That was odd." Miharu sighed to himself. He pulled his knife out from under his pillow and started to cut. As he did a swipe at his wrist his blood ran cold.
"Luka!" He screamed. "I need help! I think I cut my wrist too deep!" Miharu sobbed.
Luka immediately opened the door as if he had been standing there the whole time, he might have. He quickly rushed Miharu into the bathroom, where the medical was supplied and set to work stopping the bleeding, he was always good at stuff like this
"L-Luka am I going to die? I'm scared! I-I don't want to leave you!" MIharu sobbed uncontrollably. Before Luka could say anything Laharl-sama whimpered at Miharu's feet.
"Laharl-sama stay back!" Luka said urgently, but Laharl-sama jumped into Miharu's lap and licked his bleeding arm. Then immediately jumped down as if he knew he was unwanted.
"L-Luka! Am I going to die? Answer me!" Miharu sobbed harder.
Luka smiled encouragingly at Miharu as he continued working. "Not anymore!" Luka said in his best demonic voice. "Since Laharl-sama is a Demon King once you're licked you can never die but you will be forced to become his servant for all of eternity!"
"Just be serious! I'm going to die! I-I want you to know, Luka, I love you more than anything in this world and I'm sorry I was stupid." Miharu sobbed.
"Idiot you think I'd let you die?" Luka said seriously now "You still have to return that video I lent you a while ago!" Or not.
"It's in my room in the top desk drawer. It's all over. I'm sorry." Miharu wailed.
"What a dramatic." Luka sighed. "You're not going to die, Miharu. I swear on my future career as a Doctor!" And yes you did hear that right, this Idiot is studying to be a doctor!
"Admit it. I'm as good as dead." MIharu sniffled as Luka started to wrap bandages around Miharu's arm.
"Wait a minute…" Luka said.
"What? WHat's wrong?" Miharu asked frantically.
"Actually," Luka said gravely, as he secured the bandages. "I'm afraid you're going to live."
"And that's a bad thing!?" Miharu roared offended.
Luka giggled, as a tear rushed down his face. "No. It's a very, very good thing." he said hugging Miharu tightly, then adding "I was scared too."
"I'm so sorry Luka. I am so, so sorry!" Miharu cried.
"Miharu, would you ever take your own life?" Luka asked.
"Not if I had you around. If I don't have you around I would die." Miharu looked down sadly at the floor.
"Then I guess I should never leave you." Luka said with a loving look in his eyes. Just then Laharl-sama, who had been waiting patiently at the door barked as if agreeing with Luka.
"Get the hell away from me you stupid mutt!" Miharu yelled climbing up on the toilet seat.
Luka looked sternly at Miharu. "You must respect your master, slave! He did save your life with his demonic lick." Luka jested.
"That thing didn't save my life. You did." Miharu said kissing Luka on the side of the lips.
Laharl-sama barked jealousy. "I think Laharl-sama wants a kiss too!" Luka said, laughing so much he could hardly breathe.
"If he wants a kiss you do it!" Miharu yelled running out of the room and into his own to cut more. Luka made a face at Laharl-sama as if saying "Can't live with him can't live without him" Then he leaned over and kissed the puppy right on top of his brown head and ran after Miharu. By then, Miharu was already in his room and cutting his other wrist with his knife. Luka barged into the room and took the knife from Miharu's hand.
"Can't you find a new hobby? Maybe stamp collecting?" He said a little angrily.
"Give me my knife back!" Miharu yelled making a grab for it.
Luka quickly raised his hand with the knife above his head so Miharu couldn't get it.
"Do you want to call in sick today or go to school like a good boy?" Luka asked casually.
"What do you mean? Call in sick? Why?" Miharu asked.
Luka sighed. "Ok then. Well I'll be off, and I'll take this little souvenir with me to remind me of you." Luka said smirking as he waved the knife in his hand.
"Don't you dare!" Miharu lunged for the knife, kicking Luka between the legs in the process. Luka doubled over in pain but kept the knife tightly in his hands.
"Oww!" he whimpered.
"Luka! Are you alright?" Miharu asked not realizing what he had done.
"No, I'm not!" Luka managed to squeak. The when he finally found his breath he said sarcastically. "It seems an invisible force just kicked me in the groin!"
"I'm so sorry!" Miharu started to cry again.
"What's wrong now?" Luka managed.
"I just hurt you, my lover and savior. I should just die in a corner and rot!" Miharu sobbed.
"I guess school will have to wait." Luka sighed, now fully recovered. "You hurt me so It's your responsibility to make me feel better." Luka said grinning wickedly as he stood up and unzipped his pants.
"Please...Don't…" Miharu looked scared as he backed up remembering what happened in his past. "Luka don't… Stay away from me!" Miharu screamed dropping to his knees and covering his ears. His breath picked and his eyes were wide.
"H-Hey...Miharu...What's wrong? What's going on?" Luka asked re-zipping his pants.
"Please...Don't...Father no! I-I'm your son! Please you can't!" Miharu cried as if not hearing Luka and having a private conversation of his own.
"Miharu…" Luka trailed off placing a hand on Miharu's shaking shoulder, then immediately removing it remembering what happened last time. Scared of rejection, Luka ran out of the room grabbed his backpack and left for school.
The lunch bell rang and Luka collected his stuff.
"Hey Luka!" Called Richard his bartender friend who just so happened to have the classroom next to him.
"Hey Richie." Said Luka gloomily. Richard looked at him skeptically.
"You ok man you look pale! Is it about Miharu being out sick today?" He asked.
"Umm.. yeah." Luka answered as they walked toward the lunch room.
"So.. learn new doctor stuff?" Richie asked trying to break the awkward atmosphere.
"Idiot." Luka said lightly pushing him. Actually Luka hadn't even listened to his professor! He was too worried about Miharu and ashamed for leaving him alone in that state.
"Luka!" Shouted a clingy freshman.
"Oh god not her!" Luka thought to himself. The cute freshman girl named Momoko was really clingy and annoying.
"I heard Miharu's out sick, is he alright!?" She asked a little panicky. Momoko had a cute little crush on Miharu, it was friggin' annoying!
"Yeah" Luka answered, quickening his pace only to have her quicken her pace too.
"If that's it you should go it's not your lunchtime." Luka said trying to sound casual but his voice sounding a little irritated instead.
"Are you in a bad mood?" She asked. "Cause if that's it I'll leave you alone until you work through your stress?"
"I'll show you stress!"
He thought, but smiled at her. "I'm sorry Momoko, I'm just a little hungry. I forgot to eat because I was so worried about Miharu, so if you'll excuse us." Momoko nodded hesitantly and Luka and Richard left for the lunch room once again. Luka spent the rest of his school day completely miserable.
Miharu screamed as he could feel it inside of him. The haunting memory of his father doing those horrible things to him. He wished Luka would save him. All he could remember was seeing Luka's back as he ran away.
'Am I really that scary? Do people need to run away in fear? Why?' Miharu thought to himself as he screamed again.
He felt the pain of his father beating and raping him. Through his panic attack, Miharu made his way into the kitchen. He grabbed a knife from the knife block and looked at the sharp blade. 'perfect for killing' Miharu thought as he smiled deviously. He put the knife to his wrist ready to cut when a bark resounded from Luka's room. The sound of claws scraping the linoleum could be heard as the Laharl-sama came closer. Miharu dropped the knife and fell to his knees. He couldn't stop crying. Laharl-sama came up to him and licked at his tears. He stayed there all day with times he was going cut himself and die but Laharl-sama stopped him by barking and awakening himself again to just cry more.
Finally Laharl-sama heard the door open and keys dropped into the basket. He ran out to greet his master.
"Laharl-sama! What are you doing out of my room!?" Luka whined. Suddenly he heard a sob from the kitchen and ran in with Laharl-sama at his heels, to see a disheveled Miharu.
"Miharu!" Luka yelled and reached out, flinching, when Miharu's head raised to him.
"L-Luka.." Miharu sobbed in a raspy voice.
"I'm so sorry." Luka said kneeling down and hugging Miharu, this time not hesitating.
"For what?" Miharu asked in that same raspy voice that could make someone cringe.
"I left you all alone." Luka said "At a time when you really needed me. I'm such an idiot!"
"No you're not. I'm okay. I was fine. I handled it on my own." Miharu coughed and sniffled.
Luka freed Miharu from his embrace but didn't completely let go of him then smiled at Laharl-sama "Thanks for watching him for me." He said. "I guess I can let you off easy this time, no treats for a week!" Laharl-sama whined. "Now back in." Luka said in a mock stern voice pointing toward his room. Laharl immediately scampered back into Luka's room and settled down on his bed.
"L-Luka...Am I scary?" Miharu asked suddenly.
Luka looked at him quizzically. "No. Why, do you think you're scary?" Luka asked.
"N-no. It's just. The way you ran off this morning and the way my dad always called me a monster before he beat me. It made me wonder." Miharu said softly zoning out a bit.
Luka cringed at the thought of being compared to Miharu's father again. "I ran because I thought you would call me your father again and reject me!" He yelled.
"I-I didn't call you my father! What are you talking about!?" Miharu yelled back, his voice cracking a bit.
"I'm talking about your first panic attack when you called me hit my hand away and yelled "No Father!" Luka shouted back.
"I never did that!" Miharu yelled defensively.
Not believing his ears Luka shouted back with anger clouding his senses. "You're such an Idiot!"
"Right back at you!" Miharu shouted childishly. Then the both stormed off to their respective rooms.