Akashi's POV:
"He's been seriously injured, I don't even know where to start. Multiple broken ribs, internal bleeding, brain trauma, his wind pipe is severely damaged, it would have only taken a miniscule amount of added force to crush it entirely. To tell you the truth he's lucky to be alive; he suffered massive blood loss before the ambulance arrived, and if any of the hits to his head had been angled differently, they could have caved in his skull. I don't see him being discharged any time in the next few months." My heart sinks as the doctor goes through his list. The moment I saw Tetsuya I knew his injuries were bad. When he looked up at me with his eyes so full of fear, blood dripping down his face, I was prepared to burn down the world if it would stop his suffering.
"I have to say though, he's really a fighter; your boyfriend. If he had given up his will to live, then I would probably be telling you much worse news right now. But he was strong, you should be proud of him." I take solace in the doctors words, he's right; Tetsuya is strong. He is amazing, and so much more than someone like me deserves.
"Thank you doctor, is it all right if I go see him now?" I ask him, desperate to simply be with my Tetsuya. He nods and tells me that he probably isn't awake right now, but that I can sit by him at least.
I thank the doctor for his help and walk into Tetsuya's room to be greeted by all sorts of machines, and an unconscious Tetsuya. I walk closer to him and place my hand on his face, caressing his soft skin, so badly injured by those mens touch. It hurts me so much to see him like this, the medical staff have wrapped bandages all over him, an Iv is slowly dripping into him, keeping him alive. The beeping from the machine next to his bed symbolising his heart beat continues on without interruption. I still want to murder the despicable people who put him in this state. But that is no longer something I can decide, those mens lives are in the hands of the police now.
The more I think about the men the more I despise myself. I can say what I want about them, but that doesn't change the fact that I have done the exact same thing as them. I have done unspeakable things to Tetsuya. I forced him to have sex with me when he didn't want to, when he told me I was hurting him I simply ignored him, only caring about my own pleasure. I stopped kissing him with love, stopped treating him with any love at all. I may have never hurt him this badly, but he came away from sex with me with bruises and injuries every time.
I want to blame it on someone else, to tell myself; 'You weren't acting normally, you were taken over by some… some horrible other personality. You didn't hurt Tetsuya.' But I can't. Whether it was the real me, or some fake imitation, these hands still hurt him, they put him through so much.
"Akashi? Is that you?" In a quiet voice, almost too soft to hear, Tetsuya calls out to me. I look down to see him struggling to open his eyes, still tired after sleeping for so long. I reach down and grab a hold of his hand, seeking its warmth.
"Yes Tetsuya, I'm here." I whisper back into his ear as he finally manages to open his eyes. As he notices my hand, he laces his fingers through mine.
"It's good to see you, the real you. I know I've said it already, but thank you for saving me." He thanks me, his voice so innocent. Why doesn't he understand that I'm not worthy of his words? He should be cursing me, not saying thank you.
"You're welcome, I couldn't have lived with myself if I had let them… If I had-" I can't say it out loud. If I had let them rape you, if I had let them kill you. That is what they were going to do, but I cannot bring the words past my throat.
"It's ok, I know what you want to say." The boy I love reassures me, gripping my hand tighter. He is looking at me with such a pure smile, love clear on his face. Why? I don't deserve his smile, I can't stand it.
"How, how can you look at me like that?!" I snap, screaming out all of a sudden.
"I hurt you! I did all those things to you! I'm a terrible person! How can you look at me like you love me?!" I wrench my hand away from his and stand up, knocking the chair I was sitting on to the ground. Tetsuya looks at up at as if he's not surprised, that he knew I would act like this.
"Akashi, please don't say such bad things about yourself. You're not a bad person, you're kind, strong, and you protect me when I'm in danger." How can he still think so positively about me? I don't deserve to be treated this kindly! I don't! My body starts to shake from frustration.
"Stop treating me like I'm a saint! Making up excuses about me being possessed isn't good enough! Even if the person inside me wasn't the real me, it was still a part of me! Everything that person did, everything they thought, it's all me!" I scream out, not caring who hears me, looking down at my hands in horror.
"These hands hurt you! They made you cry out in pain… I can't do this after all. I can't look at you without remembering everything I've done. If I stay with you who knows what I'll do, the other me might come back and I can't put you through that again. Goodbye." I hear Tetsuya calling out to me to wait, to reconsider, to stay with him. He begs me, 'please don't go, please!' But I walk away regardless, keeping my head low to hide my tears. I had hoped I would be able to fix our relationship, but I can't. It's all my fault, I've ruined everything…
*Suddenly scene change*
I haven't seen Tetsuya since I walked away from him. Every day I go to the hospital and ask how he's doing, and every day the doctors tell me that he is improving, but that it'll still be a while before he's fully healed. They ask me if I want to see him, but I tell them no each time. As long as he is safe that is enough for me.
"It's not enough though, is it? You want to see him, you want to hold him." No! The same voice that has been haunting me for months now is back, the voice that drove me to hurt Tetsuya. I shout back at it inside my head.
"You're wrong! I can hold back my desire to see him. I am not weak."
"But you are, you're so much weaker than me. Just keeping me out of your head is so much work for you, one day it's going to be too much. You won't be able to keep me from taking control forever." My demon hisses back before disappearing into the recesses of my mind. I crumple to the floor, exhausted. He is wrong about so much, but he is right when he says it is hard for me to keep him away. I am always resisting his influence, hearing his voice in the back of my mind, but I won't let him control me anymore. I try to think of other things to distract myself. Lately I've become a lot more involved in my fathers business, the never ending work there has been my distraction. I give my father a call, letting him know that I'll be coming down to his office. He lets me know what areas need my assistance, and I nod my head as he goes. I promise him I'll be there within half an hour and gather up my coat, locking my door behind me as I leave.
Kuroko's POV:
"Please, even if it's just for an hour, let me go see him." I beg my doctor, pleading with him to let me see Akashi. It's been weeks since he's come to visit me, my doctors tell me when he comes to the hospital and asks them about how I'm doing, but that's as far as he ever goes. I know he's worried about me, he wouldn't come here every day if he wasn't. So why won't he just come and see me? Why doesn't he understand that I don't blame him? I've forgiven him, all I want is to be with him, but he won't let that happen.
"I'm sorry, but you're simply not well enough to be let out. You can barely walk to your rooms bathroom, and that's 5 metres from your bed. I wish I could, but there's no way I can authorize it."
"I could go out in a wheelchair! One of the doctors or nurses here could escort me. I'll take an Iv bag or whatever you want with me, I promise." He can't say no to this, if someone from the hospital is with me then I'll be fine. I can tell that he's at least considering letting me go, so I wait patiently for his response; not wanting to rush him and get a no as a result.
"I guess, if it's under those conditions, I can let you go. But it'll only be for an hour, and both me and a nurse will be accompanying you. And when you see him we won't be able to leave and give you any privacy, we'll have to stay with you." My face lights up with a smile, he said yes!
"That's ok, I don't care if you listen to us or not, I just need to see him." I beam truthfully, at this point; I don't care what I have to do. If I had to swim across an ocean in my still recovering body then I would do it, I would do anything to see Akashi.
"Ok then, I'll go to administration now and let them know I've given my permission and am taking you out. You can get changed into regular clothes but I don't want you doing anything more until I'm back, understood?" I nod my head and tell him that yes, I understand. Once he is gone I get up and take laboured steps to the cupboard the hospital gave me for my things. I choose a long sleeve top and jeans-to cover up all thee bandages and blue and black patches on me- I don't want to make Akashi see me injured again. I put on a hat so that Akashi won't have to see the scars from where I was operated on, or the lack of hair atop my head. The doctors told me they only needed to shave half of my hair off to do the operations they needed to, but I told them to just get rid of it all. It would look even worse to have one side of fully grown hair and one bald side. I'm not completely bald now, but only a few centimetre or two of hair has managed to grow back over the last few weeks.
"Kuroko kun? I have your wheelchair here for you." A nurse calls out to me from the door to my room, and I hobble over to her, sitting down in the chair. She wheels me down to the lobby where my doctor is waiting for us. As we walk outside the hospital and into the fresh air and sun, it hits me. I am going to see Akashi. Within minutes I am going to be with my boyfriend. I can't wait. My doctor asks me where he house is, but I tell him to go to his fathers companies headquarters instead. If I know Akashi at all, that's where he'll be. He won't be able to stop himself from seeing me if he's just sitting around at home, he'll need to distract himself.
Akashi's POV:
"Excuse me sir, there's someone waiting in the lobby to see you." One of my fathers workers runs up to me and bows down while speaking.
"For me? I don't believe I have any appointments today, did they leave a name?" I ask him, confused as to who has suddenly decided to pay me a visit. If it is a customer then I will have to remind them that I am not a man who can be called upon at their leisure, that they require an appointment if they'd like to speak to me at work.
"He said his name was Tetsuya, he was with-"
"Send him away." I cut off the worker before he can finish his sentence, harsh with my words.
"Excuse me sir?"
"I said, send him away. I don't want to see him." I want to see him. I want to see Tetsuya so badly that it hurts, but I can't. What is he thinking, coming to visit me at work? He's not well enough to be out of the hospital!
"I'm sorry to be insolent, but he said that if you said no, to tell you this; 'Please Akashi, I just want to see you. I don't blame you for hurting me, I forgive you. So just come and see me.' " Even though he's not the one saying them, Tetsuya's words break down all the barriers I have worked hard to build. This is exactly why I never went to his room at the hospital, even if the doctors told me he was asleep. I knew that the second I saw him, or the instant he talked to me, I would have no choice but to become a part of his life again. I can not stop myself.
"I'll go and see him, take care of what I'm doing here." I tell the worker and walk towards the entry to the building, all the while knowing that it is a bad idea.
"No, no. It's a good idea Seijuro. Give in to your desires, you want Tetsuya. You don't just want to see him, you want to touch him, to be inside of him. If he forgives you for hurting him then there's nothing to stop you. He even delivered himself to you." I do my best to ignore the voice but it pierces into my mind, trying to convince me of its evil ways. I bolt my feet to the ground and stop walking. I can't do this after all. He's here, the other me is right here within my mind, I can't see Tetsuya like this. I'll hurt him again.
"We're going to see him, you can't stop us." My legs start to move against my will, I struggle to gain control of my consciousness but it's a battle I'm losing. I've been fighting against it so hard for so long, I can't beat it now.
"No! I won't let you take me over! I will protect Tetsuya, he told me that he believes I can protect him!" I scream inside my head, digging my feet into the ground. But my resistance is too late. Just ahead, I can see him. Sitting in a wheelchair next to a doctor and a nurse. Tetsuya.
"Looks like your big proclamations inside your head just weren't enough to stop me, such a shame for you." I feel myself falling into darkness, unable to control myself. My body just keeps on walking though, until it is right in front of Tetsuya. I scream out to Tetsuya; 'No! That's not me! Don't look so happy, he's evil!' But the sound only echoes within my mind. I am still conscious, I am aware of everything around me, but I can't do anything more than that; I can only watch.
Kuroko's POV:
"Akashi! I'm so happy to see you finally!" I motion for Akashi to lean down as I call out, and when he does I wrap my arms around him, holding him in a tight embrace and refusing to let him go. I find myself crying just from the sight of him, so happy to finally have him here with me after so long.
"I missed you Tetsuya, but I don't like that you've come to me with others. I'd like you two to leave now." Akashi pulls away from me and addressing my doctor and nurse. His voice is different than usual, harsher somehow. It can't be, is this the other him? No, no no no. This can't be happening. The Akashi I know came back, he told me what had happened to him and he told me how sorry he was for letting himself be possessed like that. But when I look up into his eyes I can tell, those aren't the eyes that love me.
"I'm sorry sir but we need to stay with him at all time, he's still not fully recovered." My doctor tells Akashi, not grasping the situation like I have. I tug on his coat to grab his attention, trying to whisper to him so that Akashi doesn't notice.
"I changed my mind, please take me away. This isn't the person I want to talk to." I am so scared of the man in front of me. It is not Akashi, it is some demon wearing his face. I need to get away.
"What was that Tetsuya? You don't want to see me? Didn't you come all the way here for that though?" Akashi leans down to my level again and gets right up to my face, clearly having heard what I said. I can't stop myself from shaking in fear.
"It's too bad, I was so looking forward to seeing you. I can't let you leave after you came all the way here, can I?" I feel his nails digging into the skin on my arm, drawing tiny droplets of blood. I flinch away from his touch.
"Please sir, you can't treat him roughly, he's still-ugh!" Akashi flicks his leg around and sends my doctor flying into the wall before he can finish his sentence. I can hear a horrible cracking noise when he impacts with the concrete surface.
"No! Akashi, I know you're in there! The real you, please stop him!" I cry out for Akashi's help, horrified at the sight of my doctor lying limply on the ground. My nurse screams as well, a high pitched voice as she asks desperately for someone to come and help. A few security guards hear her and come running, but they don't stand a chance against Akashi. He disarms one of them and uses his baton to knock the rest out, turning back to me once he's done dealing with them.
"Stay away from me! You aren't Akashi!" I shriek but it does no help. He takes a step towards me, I reach down and try to wheel myself away. He keeps coming, putting his hands on either side of my chair. I push myself off the chair and start crawling, anything that will get me away from this man possessing the one I love. He is on me within seconds, roughly picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder. A worker comes running to see what all the noise is about, but stops in his tracks when he sees Akashi.
"Tell my father I'll be going home now." He dismisses the man and walks out of the building with me. I kick and scream, trying to be as much of a menace as I can.
"Can you hear me Akashi? You have to fight back! You can't let him control you!" I say everything that I can think of to try and bring my Akashi back, but no matter what I say he won't return.
"Oh would you shut up with all the screaming, 'Akashi save me! Akashi, help me!' You sound so weak, just like him. The Akashi you know isn't coming back, I'm in control of him." The monster inside Akashi mocks me, continuing to take me away while he does. I can't accept his words. Akashi is strong, he wouldn't let himself be taken over again like this. I know he can hear me, that he's still conscious somewhere.
"No, he wouldn't lose to you. He wouldn't!" I protest, obstinate in my belief. For a second I think that my words might have worked, Akashi takes me off his shoulder and lowers me to the ground. I look up hopefully, but it's the same eyes.
"Ugh!" I groan as his fist hits me in the stomach, knocking the air from my lungs. I start to fall to the ground but he grabs me before I can. His punch is worse than any of the ones given to me weeks ago by those men, I am almost unconscious within an instant.
"If you had just shut up I wouldn't have had to knock you out." Akashi mutters to himself as he puts me back on his shoulder and starts to walk again. I don't hear anything he says after that, I simply fall into blackness, into sleep.