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Chapter 2: Paid In Full

"You have my word."

Those four words rang in his ears the whole night, through the whole ordeal.

And now, eight hours later, the deal had been sealed.

His brother was now debt free; and Noir, well, he got what he wanted. Every part of the once virgin young Strider, in every sick and twisted way beyond imagination.

But, at least, Noir gave him money for a cab to get home.

"Thank, God. It's finally over," said a very exhausted Dave as he wobbled down the hallway towards his apartment.

The word 'filthy' was an understatement. Dave felt absolutely disgusting, filthy, wretched; he had bruises and bite marks all over his body, in some places best left unmentioned. He could still feel Noir on him, or in him rather.

Dave wished to God that Noir had used a condom. But being that Dave WAS a virgin, and since Noir didn't have anything, Noir saw no point in using one. And besides, Noir said that it would be the 'ink in his signature'.

Right now, all Dave wanted to do was step behind that door and get every trace of Noir and his 'ink' off of him.

As Dave fiddled with his keys, trying to quietly unlock the door so he wouldn't wake his most likely sleeping brother, he couldn't help but wonder what his bro would do if he ever found out about his and Noir's little 'agreement'.

However, as sheer irony would have it, the moment Dave stepped in the door, he didn't have to wait long to find out the answer to that pondering thought.

"Alright, Little Man! It is 6 O'Clock in the morning, start talking! Where the hell have you been?!" Dirk appearing right in front his younger brother as he slammed the door behind him.

"What happened to you?" Dirk's anger subsided when he got a full look at his little brother pressed against the door. Dave looked like he had been through hell and back. He had red marks all over his face and neck and,

'Are those, hickies?'

Dirk quickly grabbed ahold of both of Dave's wrists and lifted him above his head so Dirk could inspect the damage.

Deaf to a many of Dave's protests, Dirk examined the numerous red marks and bruises on his younger brother's face and neck. There was no doubt in Dirk's mind that mark's on his little brother's skin were indeed hickies. Now the only thing on Dirk Strider's mind was finding out who could have done this to his baby.

Dirk let go of Dave's wrists and placed his hands on Dave's shoulders and looked him dead in the eyes.

"Little Man, I know you've been out all night. Did you honestly think that the old pillow under the bed sheet trick was gonna fool me?" Dirk tightened his grip on Dave's shoulder, "Tell me, what happened! Who did this to you?!"

Dave lowered his head down. He couldn't hardly bring himself to look at his brother in the eye right now. Not after all the hell he went through just to get him out of a debt.

Instead of giving a direct answer, Dave shook himself loose of his bro's grip and ducked underneath him as he tried to continue his way toward the bathroom.

But Dirk wasn't taking that for an answer. He was going to get some answers, one way or another.

He grabbed his brother by the wrist before he could get any further.

"What the hell Bro?! Let go of me!" Dave spun around to confront his elder sibling.

"No can-do Little Man. Not until I get some answers," Dirk said as he led his little brother over to couch.

Before he shoves his brother down onto the futon, Dirk notices a paper hidden in his back pocket. Before Dave has time to react, Dirk snatches the paper out his pocket and held it high above Dave's head, completely out of the younger blond's reach.

"Hey!" Dave hollers as his bro holds him away at arms length as he recognizes it as the letter that turned his world into hell.

The blood in Dirk's face drained when he saw big red letters spelling out 'Paid in Full' stamped on it.

"David Jacob Strider," Dave could now hear the anger in his bro's voice, Dirk whipped around and grabbed Dave under the chin, forcing him to look into the other's eyes, "I'm going to ask you one, MORE, time. What, the HELL, is going on?! Where did you get this?!"

"Fine! You want to know what happened?! I paid you're little bill for you! I gave my ass to cover your's!" Dave finally gave in and admitted.

Dirk just kinda stood there for a moment, not really believing what his little brother just told him.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to..." Dave tried to push past his brother, but a strong hand shoved him down on the couch.

"What did you just say?" Dirk said almost in a low growl, causing a slight shiver of fear to crawl up Dave's spine.

"You heard me. I said I paid your bill for you, and..."

"Sit your ass down! You ain't going anywhere until you tell me EXACTLY what the hell happened," Dirk demanded as he less than gently shoved his little brother back down on the couch.

The force from being shoved back on the couch a second time caused a shock of pain to shoot up from Dave's abused backside; causing Dave to wince as his bottom met the cushion.

"What's wrong Little Man? Are you okay?" Dirk kneeled down, immediately regretting pushing him so hard.

Suddenly it all clicked in Dirk's mind. The numerous red marks and hickies all over his body. The rough and exhausted appearance. The unwillingness to tell him anything. And now the pain from being forced to sit down. It all meant one thing to Dirk Strider.

"Little Man, were you raped? Did Noir rape you?! That's it, isn't it!" Dirk demanded to know.

"What? No! We.."

"Oh so that's how he plays huh?!" Dirk just hollers without listening to a word his brother just said, "I can't pay him back so he goes after my little brother?!"

"No Bro, listen..."

Before Dave can finish his sentence, Dirk storms off to his room to gather up every weapon he could find to enact his revenge on the man who he believed raped his baby brother.

"Bro? Bro, what are you doing?" Dave nervously walks into his brother's room to find his bro stuffing all his swords into a duffle bag.

"Don't you worry Little Man, Big Bro is going to make sure the man pays for even thinking about laying a hand on my baby bro," Dirk said zipping up the duffle bag before he slung it over his shoulder.

"Bro, please stop!" Dave tried to block his brother from exiting his room, but Dirk easily shoved past him.

"Little Man, if you're afraid that Noir is gonna come after you if you tell anyone; Big Bro's gonna make sure he's never gonna come near you ever again," Dirk said as he made his way towards the door. Completely ignoring Dave's multiple tries to stop him.

"BRO! FOR THE LAST TIME I WASN'T RAPED!" Dave ran infront of the front door and screamed to the top of his lungs before he could finally get any sense through Dirk's skull.

"Just stop, shut up, sit down, and let me explain everything, Okay?"

Over the next half hour, Dave sat down with his bro and explained everything as calmly as he could.

Dave told Dirk that for the past month, he had been deeply concerned about his behavior. He was all of suddenly taking on multiple jobs and working around the clock basically. He was barely at home, and when he was, he was either too tired or too stressed out to talk about anything. Let alone his reason why he was working so hard.

Dave told Dirk that yesterday at school, Jade and John to sneak into his room to see if he could find anything that would normally cause someone to stressed out. Like something about a loan. Dave told his brother that's where he learned about Noir.

"Last night," Dave told his bro, "I went to where Noir worked to see if there was anything I could to help pay off the loan. I even offered to work for him! But made me an agreement," Dave shamefully admitted.

"What agreement?" Dirk asked.

"That if I give myself to him for one night, then he'll drop the debt completely. If I didn't then he would burn down the club," Dave lowered his head in shame, "I had to do it Bro. I couldn't bear to see you loose something you worked so hard for. If you're ashamed of me, I understand."

Dirk couldn't believe what he just heard. He literally quite speechless. And he remained so for more than a few minutes.

After a few minutes of silence, Dave took eerie screech if silence between the two as brother's shunning. So without saying a word, Dave quietly got up from the couch and went to go take that shower.

Dirk just sat there still shocked at everything his beloved baby brother just admitted to him. A few minutes after Dave turned the water on, it all finally, really began to sink into Dirk of what his baby brother went through for him.

However stone faced, Dirk quietly and kinda wobbly got up from his seat on the couch and stumbled into his room. Once behind the seclusion of his bedroom door, Dirk just let the tears just pour down his face.

He wasn't ashamed of his brother. He could never be ashamed of him. He has never felt more proud of his little brother than right now. His little brother sacrificed himself to save everything that he had been working for. No words in the English language could ever truly express how gratefully Dirk felt to his little brother.

As Dirk felt pride for his little brother fill his chest, the feeling of disgust and anger weren't far behind. He was disgusted and angry with himself. For even getting involved with Noir in the first place. If hadn't had taken out that loan, then his baby brother, who will always be a baby in his eyes, wouldn't have had to pay the price. Dirk would never forgive himself for that.

After what felt like an hour long shower, Dave finally emerged feeling more like a human being again. He had scrubbed and cleaned every square centimeter of himself, and he was quite certain his entire flesh was now the same complexion as his eyes. Dave looked at his body in the foggy mirror, he could still see most of the bruises but at least most of the red marks were now gone. After he finished examining himself in the mirror, Dave brushed his teeth and gar giggled with about the half the bottle of mouth wash. He was tempted to drink it, if just to kill any trace of Noir still inside of him.

As he exited the steam filled sanna in fresh clean clothes and made his way toward his bedroom, and through his brother's adjacent bedroom door, Dave heard something very unusual.

"Is that, crying?" Dave stopped and peeked in his brother's room.

There was his brother, sitting on the floor with his head in his hands, crying!

In all his 15 years, not once had he ever seen his bro cry. Ever!

'Maybe, I should see if he's okay.'

Dave quietly knocked on his brother's door, "Bro are you okay? Can I come in?" Dave peeked his head in.

Not one move was made by the elder Strider.

Normally, this would have been a sign to Dave to scram, but something was different. Like something was almost telling him to enter into his brother's room.

Dave slowly approaches the sobbing man on the floor. He crouches down beside his bro on the floor and gently places a hand on his shoulder.

The sudden touch made Dirk jerk his head up, causing Dave to recoil his hand in shock.

"Bro? Are you okay?" Dirk's glasses were astrew and Dave could see his brother's blood shot orange eyes.

Dirk didn't respond to that question by words, but by actions. He wrapped his strong arms around his brother's small frame and engulfed him in a warm, bone crushing hug. Dirk held his baby brother as he cried into his hair.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Little Man!" Dirk continued crying over and over again to his little brother.

Not really knowing what else to do, Dave wrapped his arms around his brother's neck and returned the hug.

"You're, you're not ashamed me?" Dave asked.

Dirk looked at Dave dead in the eyes, "No, there's no way that I could ever be ashamed of you! I'm so proud of you! You will never know how eternally grateful I am to you! I love you Little Man, so much, more than you will ever, ever know! I know I don't deserve it, but would you please forgive me!"

"There is nothing to be forgiven for," Dave said, "I love you Bro."

Dirk smiled then planted a big kiss, right in the middle of Dave's forehead, "I love you too Little Man."

Dirk then picks both Dave and himself up off the floor and lays down with his beloved baby in his bed.

"I love you Little Man."

"I love you too Bro."

Both brother's soon fall asleep together, wrapped in each other's arms.

It's kind of funny when you think about it, in a rather ironic twist of fate, now that Dave paid off Dirk's debt; Dirk would now forever be in his.

Anyway, let me know what you guys think of this chapter.

I mean who doesn't love Strider brotherly love fluff:)