The tenth chapter! Finally after a long time! I lost my muse last week, it was so sad. And quite annoying, too. In this chapter, there are also some kinky things. However, I will stick to my own rating, I won't change this story into M. My hands are itching to write it but I don't want to change it! The good news is,, I am going to write another story after this aaaaaaanndd.. It will be a mature story! I have the outline done in my head, just need to write it down but I still have this story to finish so please be patient. *wink*
Finally, happy reading!
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It was summer. He remembered it well. It was summer on his third year in elementary school.
"Yuta! Yuuutaa.. Yutaaa..." Fuji called his brother louder. His little brother ran away from their home, avoiding Yukimura's pranks.
He took off his hat and wiped his forehead, the heat was unbearable but he had to find his brother and brought him home just like his mother requested. He searched for his brother in every possible places; the park, the school, their favorite playing place and even their neighbors but he couldn't find his brother.
"It's not fair! Sei-chan should search for him, too. It's Sei-chan's fault, not mine!" Fuji said loudly. He took a long thin branch he found under a tree and started to wave it randomly. He sang a little between his calling but there wasn't any answer so far.
"I will check the next block and if he isn't there, Sei-chan should come with me!" Fuji ran toward the more desolate and quieter area to search. They rarely play there since his mother told them not to but Yuta might be there alone and sad, right? He ran happily together with his thin stick.
The area was very still and silence because of the summer vacation. Many families took this chance to go to a holiday and left their house empty. His mother was talking about bulgar lately but Fuji didn't think much about it. Their area was definitely safe and secured.
"Yuta~ where are you?" Fuji giggled since he called his brother in a creepy tone. His brother always ran toward him whenever he heard that tone, he was scarred to do that.
He was searching under a high stair of one house when he suddenly heard something, assuming that it was Yuta he ran to the house beside this house immediately. He ran to the backyard of the house and shouted, "I found you!"
What he saw inside the house across of him made his smile dissappeared. His body froze and he felt like throwing up.
Inside the house were two bodies covered by blood laid out, a middle aged man and a young woman, his daughter. The blood didn't cover only their bodies but also the white carpet on the floor, the floor and flew into the garden, dripping, drip..drip.. The humid air was filled with the smell of fresh blood and it was nauseating. He didn't see their faces but he knew them. They were very good people and they always allowed the Fuji siblings to play at their backyard. That's why Fuji thought he might find Yuta here. Fuji wanted to call them but his voice wasn't there.
What should I do? What should I do?
A harsh voice barked and it surprised him, "What are you staring at, little brat?!"
Fuji looked at the man who stood on the floor with a big knife covered by blood. He wore a green hoodie with a cap on his head, part of his hoodie was splashed by blood, so did his dark blue trousers, the trousers looked darker but Fuji knew it was blood from the reddish color. The man was not older than a high schooler, he was pale, average build man and his eyes were black, too hollow.
It is him! He is the culprit!
He had to do something!
"What are you doing? Why are you doing this?"
He scolded Fuji, "It's none of your business, brat! Leave me alone, will ya?"
Fuji was frightened but he didn't give up, his mother told him to said what in his head if he was sure that he was right. "No! What you did is wrong! I'll tell the police about this! You are a criminal! What you did is a crime!"
The man suddenly lunged into Fuji's direction and pulled his hair, hard. Fuji cried and shouted. "Let me go! Let me go!" Fuji kicked the man, fought with his fists and claws but the man was stronger. Fuji's smaller figure also made it more difficult.
The man cracked his head leisurely, he exhaled and put his knife aside. He fisted his right hand and punched Fuji on his left temple. Fuji felt the impact immediately, his left ear was ringing and his temple hurt so much. He lost his power to fight, the man freed him and Fuji fell on ground kneeling. The man laughed at him, he sat down in front of Fuji and slided his face toward Fuji's. "Oh, look here! What happened? Do you lose your voice? Did I punch it too strong?" He mocked him. The bad smell of liquor oozing from the man.
Fuji spat on his face.
The man turned angrier and pulled Fuji's neck. He then slammed Fuji on the grassed yard. He chocked Fuji with both of his hand and with all of his strength. "Die! Die! You stupid brat! Curse you!"
Fuji felt his breath leaving him, he couldn't get any oxygen and his tongue got thicker in each second. His brain commanded to do something but his body couldn't carry-on. His gaze fell into the knife the man dropped before. He reached put his hand while the man chanting his curse words to him, a bit more, just a bit more.
When he felt the dark spots almost covered his eyes, he grabbed the knife and slashed the man on his face. The man wailed and let Fuji go. Fuji gasped by the air, he coughed and coughed, finally got the air again. He didn't dare to look at the man, all he thought was he needed to call someone. His body still trembled and he fought the will to collapse on the weed. He gritted his teeth and started to run.
The man chased him and shouting like a possessed man. He was scared but he must do something. He ran to one house, the yard to make a shortcut, he knew this area better than the man so he was quite confident. He ran as fast as he could but the man had longer feet which meant Fuji was caught in less than a minute. The man shouted, he blocked Fuji's run and starting to slash his knife angrily, Fuji dodged as quick as he could but when he turned his back to the man he felt a burning sensation on his left ear, it felt hot and stung so much. Fuji fell on his stomach, his hat flew away and he scrapped his knees and his palms. He hissed by the hot feeling on his knees and palms. He fell on another backyard, surrounded by the trees and fences. A dead end with no way out, he remembered it wrong. His chaos brain made him chose a wrong turn, he cursed himself. The man sat on his back and tugged his right hand hard, Fuji heard a cracked sound and screamed.
"I can do more than that, brat! I can kill you rightaway! I can even do the same thing to your family! Do you think I don't dare to do that?"
Yuta!
"N..no.. I.. I beg you. Don't." Fuji gasped, his throat was hurt, his knees was hurt and his hand hurt the most. He felt his tears flew from his eyes, he didn't want this. He didn't want anyone to feel this.
"Really? You won't tell anyone?" He asked Fuji in his sweet yet sickening voice. The man mumbled by himself again and distracted but he didn't move away.
Fuji coughed when he tried to swallow his saliva, he throat was burning and he could taste something like iron inside his mouth. "Yes.. Yes.. I promise. I won't.. I won't tell anyone."
"I'm so proud of you. You promise me, don't you?" He asked again.
Fuji nodded quickly. He hoped the man let his family out of this.
The man laughed. He let Fuji's hand go and it thumped on the grass, Fuji winced in pain but he didn't scream, he bit his lips instead. The man continued laughing until Fuji could feel him literally shaking on his body. Fuji was covered by fear and anxiety, he prayed that someone would help him. He cried for help.
The man finally stopped his laugh. "Too bad, little boy. I don't believe in promises." He stretched his hands toward Fuji's neck and Fuji's screamed was heard.
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Fuji shook awake from his dream, covered by sweat and breathed heavily. The dream always came back more intensely in summer. He always had this dream in summer and that made him hated summer. He looked around the white walled bedroom, it was bigger so did the bed. The classic mahogany wardrobe across the bed, the black cupboard, the work table next to the bed and everything else in the room looked unfamiliar. His mind was still too clouded to recognize the place. He looked around in confusion and it took several minutes for him to realize that he was in his new home, Tezuka's apartment to be precisely.
He sighed, he was glad that Tezuka wasn't there at this moment. He didn't want the taller man worried about him. It was an old story but he couldn't get rid of it. The clock showed eleven in the afternoon, he still have time until his night shift in the hospital. He took his thick blue robe from the end of the bed and covered himself, it was summer but he shivered so badly, the room was cold but he also sweat all over.
He moved to the kitchen and started the coffee machine as he usually did. Tezuka apartment was way better than his own. The apartment had two bedrooms and bathrooms, a big livingroom connected to their kitchen and dining room so it felt more spacious. Tezuka put some of Fuji's photos on the wall and their plants near the big windows. All of the wall were painted white with black furnitures. Tezuka also provided the apartment with the most up to date technologies which made Fuji thought whether they were possible. He put a little scoop of coffee into the machine and waited it working.
He hugged himself tightly and chanted his spells repeatedly. I am okay. Everything is okay. Nobody knows. It is okay.
The phone's ring made him jumped. He searched the source of the ringing sound and relaxed when he knew it was his phone which ringing. He looked at the caller ID and it was from his cousin.
"Hello, Sei-chan."
"Syuu-kun! I have been calling for days! Where are you really?"
Fuji smiled weakly, "It's impossible, Sei-chan. I didn't get any call from you these days. Didn't you go to the mountain and did some natural expedition or whatever you called it as, I don't remember it well."
"I know, I know, geez.. just a way of speaking, okay? Anyway, I have a business near your apartment, what do you say about hanging out and shopping? I'm sure Tezuka won't know about suddenly dissappearing boyfriend and balance. He has too much money to spend in his entire life anyway." Yukimura mocked.
Fuji smiled about what he cousin said. True to be told, Tezuka spoiled him rotten. He even opened an account in Fuji's name and sent money regularly to him. When Fuji protested, said he neither a parasite nor a woman and he could find his own living, Tezuka didn't hear him, the taller man just kissing him until Fuji forgot about what he was protesting about.
After that time whenever Fuji protested about something Tezuka would pull him into his embrace and kissing him senselessly. Fuji enjoyed the kissing, though. A lot.
Thinking about Tezuka made him sad, he hadn't met the athlete for almost a month and their opposite schedule made it difficult to call each other. Fuji left a mail here and there whenever he had time or whenever Tezuka sent him one. The only timebwhen he could see Tezuka's face was on his live matches in television. They rarely called each other let alone had a video call. Fuji sighed.
"Syuu-kun? What is it? Are you okay?" Yukimura asked across the phone.
"Yes, Sei-chan. I'm fine. It's just..a bad dream."
Yukimura was silent for a moment, "Was it about the incident that time?"
Fuji never tried to lie to his cousin, "Yes, summer isn't my favorite season. I hope the autumn will come faster."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Yukimura asked carefully.
In that summer he made a prank or pranks to his little cousin, Yuta. His pranks never worked on the older Fuji so he never wasted his time on them. The little boy ran away, as expected but the mother hen of Fuji's siblings asked Syuu-kun to search for his brother, because Sei-chan is a guest and he doesn't know this area well.
After minutes Syuu-kun dissappeared, Yuta went back by himself minus the older sibling. Their mother didn't think much about it but when they were talking about the bulgar, they searched for Syuu-kun immediately. Yukimura and Yumiko were the searching parties and Syuu-kun's mother was waiting for call from the house with Yuta.
Yukimura and Yumiko decided to separated since it seemed more efficient and searched. Yumiko asked Yukimura to search at the nearer secluded area and she would ran farther places, around the playing ground and the usual places they used to be.
Yukimura was running toward the end of block when he heard a shout. It was a voice of a man, Yukimura called Syuu-kun with a loud voice and made much noises to distract his own fear. He saw a man moved away from a narrow alley and dissappeared. Yukimura didn't think too much about it, he continued searching for his cousin. He really wanted to continue his searching to another place but his mind wouldn't have settled so he peeked at the alley and surprised.
A blood covered Syuu-kun was laying on his back in the grass with a battered face, his arm was bent into the wrong direction and his feet were full of shoes print. Yukimura ran toward his cousin and found his wasn't breathing. He called his cousin for times but he didn't get any response. He lifted up Syuu-kun carefully and put him on his back, he knew he mustn't do this since he could make Syuu-kun's condition worsening but he didn't have any choices. Thanks to his hard exercise and Syuu-kun's little figure he could bring the little boy easily. He continued calling his cousin's name to get his attention.
Fuji then whispered,"Se..Sei-chan.."
"Syuu-kun! Thanks God! Can you hear me? Don't worry, we will arrive at your home soon. Don't fall asleep, okay?"
"Do..don't tell anyone.. Don't.. Don't tell.."
"What are you talking about? Of course I will tell them you are hurt badly. Did you see the culprit? Can you describe it for me?"
"No.. No.. No.. Don't! I won't tell.. I won't tell!"
They brought Fuji to the hospital. He got hysterical everytime a male doctor or male officer came closer to him. His condition didn't get better until they decided to anesthetized Syuu-kun until his condition was stabilize. Yukimura felt guilty, this wouldn't happen if he didn't play any prank to the youngest Fuji. It was him to be blamed. All of these were his to be blame.
He didn't say anything when people were asking for information. He had promised to Syuu-kun not to tell anyone about this. He told them to wait and ask when Syuu-kun was better.
When he heard about the founding of corpses near the place where he found Syuu-kun, he was frightened. What exactly happened that day?
The police wanted to ask Syuu-kun about what he witnessed that day but Syuu-kun wasn't stabilize yet so they didn't do it. Yukimura kept his silence.
One month passed and finally Syuu-kun woke from his sleep. Everything about his had changed; he was gloomy, he didn't say anything anymore and he didn't want to meet anyone else than Yukimura, part of it to make sure that Yukimura keeping his promise. Syuu-kun never talked for the rest of the summer, he never smiled whenever Yukimura threw jokes or funny stories. His eyes were hollow and sad, Yukimura wanted to ask but he was afraid that it would cause more troubles than way out.
The police weren't successful in gaining information from the Fujis and even from Yukimura. They gave up and left Syuu-kun alone since he was still a little kid, a very traumatized kid. They pitied Fuji's family members and closed the case as an attack since Yoshiko didn't put her charge. She was too worried about his son and his condition, afraid to make Syuu-kun suffer more. They let the problem go. They tried to forget it.
Syuu-kun was discharged in winter, he didn't go back to school until the next new academic year. He re-entered another third year in elementary school and continued his counseling services for two years. His condition wasn't as good as before the incident but at least he didn't get worse or worst.
Years went by and Syuu-kun became a distance person but still a kind hearted one. He was afraid of people pressings around him and prefer to work by himself, to solve his problems individually, he also closed all the way to get closer with him. He lost the light in his eyes, he lost his confidence and he lost his chances to be a greater person.
Yukimura tried his best to keep Syuu-kun accompany whenever he could but it was difficult as time went by. Syuu-kun assured him that he was okay but Yukimura didn't believe it. His constant bad dream and pale face after sleepless night were the enough evidences to conclude that Syuu-kun wasn't as good as he told Yukimura.
"I'm sorry, Sei-chan. I have to go to work this evening, maybe next time, ne?" Fuji's voice pulled him back to the present time.
"Is that so? Well, too bad. You miss my treat then, Syuu-kun."
"Well, I'll just tell Sanada-san about your crime to me next time. I think you'll get some punishments from him."
"Punishment? Doesn't it sound kinky?" Yukimura giggled.
"Really?" Fuji confused.
"Oh, my.. Syuu-kun, don't tell me you have never tried it with Tezuka? Where have you been after all this time? Let me tell you, ne? Has he ever tried to paddle—"
Fuji felt his blood rose to his head, his cousin's descriptive guidelines for his intimate life made him blush hard and he almost felt his blood burst from his nose.
His bedroom activities with Tezuka was more than satisfying, he always fell asleep whenever they finished their loving moments, in Tezuka's arms. He felt safe and secured in his arms. He never had the dream whenever Tezuka was there with him.
If he ever had the dream, Tezuka always be there to bring him out of the bad dream. He always dreamed that Tezuka stood behind him when he tried to peek into the backyard. Tezuka would call his name and Fuji would always take his hand. Tezuka then would bring him somewhere else, a peaceful and colorful world where he didn't have to worry, where the darkness couldn't touch him.
"Mou! Sei-chan! Stop it! I don't want to hear about those!"
"Alright, alright. I'll send you the book instead."
"Sei-chan!" but Yukimura just laughed and had hung up the phone.
Fuji groaned inwardly, his cousin definitely would send the book and how should he explain it to Tezuka, but somehow after his conversation with Sei-chan he felt his mood lightened. He took his cup of coffee and sat on the table. The loneliness was unbearable and he wanted to meet Tezuka so badly.
"No! I mustn't be selfish! He has his own world, too." Fuji reprimanded himself.
He sipped his coffee and sighed, "At least I have my coffee."
"Are you sure you want your coffee more than me?"
Fuji's hand slipped from his cup and the coffee spilled on the table, his robe and the floor. "Ouch!" The coffee spilled on his feet, the robe was thick enough to protect his tights.
"Syusuke!" Tezuka ran to his boyfriend, scooped the little man into his arms and headed toward the bathroom to cool down his feet.
"Te.. Kunimitsu! The table and floor need to be cleaned first! The coffee will leave stains on it."
"Leave it, your feet are more important."
"But.. The stains.." Fuji insisted.
"I'll buy another damn similar table, as many as you want, but you need to take care of yourself first." Tezuka always curse everytime he found something bad happened to Fuji, he couldn't stop himself, his anxiety got better of him.
Fuji frowned, "Language, Mitsu."
Tezuka smiled from his lowered head, his Syusuke always manage to surprise him.
The burn wasn't bad, it would heal in one day, thanks God. "Sorry. Did I startle you just now?" He asked and looked at Fuji who sat on the edge of the bathtub with Tezuka kneeling on his feet.
"A little. When do you come home?" Fuji was sure he didn't hear anything at all.
"After you calling for your evil cousin." He answered while messaging Fuji's calf unconsciously.
Fuji sighed, that meant his lover didn't hear his embarrassing conversation with Sei-chan. "Really? How long is your day off this time?"
"Aa.. I get one week off before next tournament. Do you miss me?"
Fuji nodded and smiled weakly. He missed Tezuka so bad, in every moment.
"What happened?" Tezuka touched Fuji's cheek and found the bag under Fuji's eyes.
"Just a bad dream. I tend to get insomniac everytime you aren't here with me." Fuji confessed.
In the spring, on Fuji's twenty fourth birthday Tezuka asked him to move into his house. They had been together for one year and Tezuka bought a new apartment as their new house, didn't want to separated from his lover again. Fuji declined it but Tezuka ignored his reasons, he brought Fuji to his house and showed every nooks and crannies to Fuji. Fuji fell in love to the house and again to the owner. Tezuka showed him the bedroom and the bed, Fuji didn't know how it ended there, he was just enjoying the room and the view through the windows. When he turned back to Tezuka and saw how Tezuka looked at him, he looked right to Fuji's heart, the weak and fragile Fuji. Fuji knew he would gave all of himself to that man. He loved the man so much, so when Tezuka took a first step he didn't flinch away, he embraced the man with much delight and happiness.
They spent all day in the room and Fuji found that what they did was so beautiful and sacred. It was just him and Tezuka, they shared their bodies, souls and love to each other. Fuji felt complete in his arms.
"Syusuke?" Tezuka tilted his head.
"Mitsu. I love you." Fuji blurted, he said it in the most unromantic place in the house, in most un-stylish attire and in most uninteresting way.
Tezuka smiled, he smiled more often now when he was with Fuji. "Aa.. I love you, too. Let's go chance your clothes, I don't want you to catch a cold."
"But..the table.." Fuji said.
"Syusuke.." Tezuka said in a deep tone.
Fuji bit his lips to prevent himself from laughing. He raised his hands, "Okay. Okay. I'm sorry." He stood from his position and Tezuka easily scooped him into a bridal style again, this time to their bedroom. Fuji wanted to protest but he decided to enjoy it this time.
"Welcome back." Fuji kissed him fully.
"I'm back." Tezuka answered after their long yet sweet kiss.
The closing door was heard not long after.
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It was warm, so warm and pleasing. This was the best sleep he ever had in last month and moving away was the last thing he wanted to do.
He snuggled closer to the warmth and sighed.
A low and deep voice called him,"Morning, sleeping beauty."
Fuji opened his eyes and saw Tezuka who slept next to him. Fuji rose from his position on Tezuka's chest and gave him a little peck. "Morning, Mitsu. How long have you been staring at me? Did you sleep well?"
Tezuka hugged Fuji's waist and gave him a longer and deeper kiss. "Hn.. I find looking at you when you sleep is a better activity than sleeping."
"Cheesy." Fuji poked Tezuka's nose.
"You think so?"
Fuji felt really perfect and peaceful after their loving moments. "Mmhmm.." He laid his head back to Tezuka's chest.
Tezuka touched Fuji's bare back with slow circular motion, "How was your sleep?" He kissed Fuji's head.
"Better than ever. You? Don't you feel any jetlag?"
"Satisfying. No, I slept on my way home so don't feel sleepy." Tezuka said with gleam in his eyes.
Fuji chuckled, "Is that so? What time is it now? I have a night shift today." He looked at the orange colored of the sky.
Tezuka took his glasses and checked the clock, "A little after six."
Fuji moved from his position and readied to go out of the bed but Tezuka stopped him by hugging him from behind. "Don't go."
Fuji smiled by Tezuka's childish behavior, he put his hand on Tezuka's head and turned a bit to see the glasses man, "I have to, this is my job."
"Must you work at two places in the same time?" Tezuka frowned. "I can work and bring back enough money for us."
After his graduation, Fuji applied for public relation in the hospital which Tezuka was put into when he was injured last time. When he had day off he would fill his time with volunteering in the emergency hotline, much to the hotline's delight. Fuji put his head on Tezuka's shoulder, "It's not only about the money, Mitsu. I am used to move around, a lot. I don't think working at the hospital is enough for me and you are rarely here with me. I.. I get lonely. I am scared being alone."
Tezuka kissed his neck tenderly, "I'm sorry for leaving you alone."
They had talked about bringing Fuji along in each Tezuka's matches but it was too much troubles and although he loved traveling it wasn't the same.
"No, no.. It's not your fault."
Tezuka hummed, "Would you tell me what happened?"
"What is it?"
Tezuka touched Fuji's scar, "This." Fuji shivered.
Tezuka had asked about this scar for times but Fuji always dodged to answer it and from his rigid stance he knew it was more than a silly scar. It must be bad which caused a man like Fuji changed drastically.
"An incident happened in the past. Nothing much."
"Why won't you tell me?"
Because you will find out that I am ugly and dirty.
Fuji moved away from Tezuka, he took Tezuka's light blue shirt and put it on. "I don't think it will be interesting for you." Fuji said it with a sad voice and his eyes didn't meet Tezuka's.
Tezuka let Fuji out of his reach. "When will you tell me about it? Don't you believe me enough to let me know about it?" He sighed but Fuji had dissappeared behind the door.
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"Fuji-san, here is the reports about the patients of the last period." a young nurse handed him a bunch of the files.
Fuji stopped typing his regular report and took the files which put into yellow maps. "Ah, thank you very much, Naka-san."
She smiled politely and then took the reports which Fuji had finished with and walked out of his room.
Fuji stretched out his hands above his head and heard severals pops of his joints. He sighed, satisfied but he could hear Tezuka's scolding his action. He chuckled, his job would be finished after doing these reports.
He took the files one by one and starting to write. The last two reports made him stopped. He scanned through the paperwork and reread the two files for times. A flashback of his terrifying summer came back like a heavy rain and it didn't stop flowing. Fuji gasped for air and he was choked by the nightmare.
A man had attacked a mother and her son a little after ten. They lived in a downtown, a little, quiet and desolated area. They had no other family, they only had each other. The attacker used a knife, the mother was badly injured while protecting his son. The boy was injured too although not as bad as his mother.
"That can't be." Fuji whispered the sentence over and over. He calmed himself down and walked to the emergency room in a rush.
That can't be.
The emergency room was crowded as usual. People were shouting about the patients and the ambulance's siren was blaring aloud. Fuji ran to the nearest station and asked the nurse, she checked the reports and redirected him to the small room at the corner. He opened the door slowly and faced a small boy around eight years old with bandages around his arms, head and feet. The reports told him that the cuts weren't big but deep. He shouldn't be here, he should be bed rested instead.
Fuji kept his voice low, "Hello, little one."
He looked at Fuji with his big and scarred eyes. He eyed Fuji cautiously, Fuji knew the boy would jump and started to scream if by chance he did something too fast or surprised the boy. He knew that feeling, he knew that stance, he knew those eyes. He could see himself as a boy sat on the hospital's bed, staring at nothing in particular. Fuji headed to the vending machines and bought two chocolate drinks.
"Here. It's chocolate milk. It's very delicious." The kid ignored him but Fuji kept talking.
"It's really a fortune I can buy it at this hour, I never success buying the drink at this hour. It must be your lucky which help me to get this chocolate, so I want to share it with you." Fuji said.
The boy eyed him suspiciously but he took the drink in the end. Fuji asked his permission to sit next to the boy which answered with a small yet hesitant nod. Fuji sat and started to talk for an hour, he talked about his jobs, his hobbies, his family and even made fun of Yuta. He didn't stop talking since he knew, silence was the most deafening and frightening experience.
"Do you think I can give mother my lucki-ness, too?" He asked quietly.
Fuji smiled at the boy, "Sure. You share it with me, a totally stranger. Your lucky effect will be in its maximum point if it is for your mother, ne?"
The boy smiled, "Yes."
"And you know what?"
The boy looked at Fuji curiously, "I believe your mother is the luckiest mother in the world since she has a brave and kind son like you." He said with a smile.
The kid's cries burst out of his mouth. He let put all of his stress, his anxiety, his fear, his worries into Fuji's hug. He cried out that finally he had someone to hang on to. He was scared and worried about his mother but no one had told him what happened to her, everyone just saying that he would be okay, that his mother would be okay. He wanted his mother, he wanted to meet his mother, he was scared. What would happen if his mother gone? He didn't want to be alone. He wanted his mother.
Fuji cooed the boy and hugged him tightly. He hummed a song and shook his body slightly. He had no one to share this fear on the past, that made him became a cold person and he wouldn't let this happen to the boy.
"He came when mother and I went to sleep." Fuji didn't hear it at the first but then the boy spoke louder.
"He went into our house by force. I wanted to scream but mother told me to stay still. She called the emergency hotline and then the man started to destroy our house. I am scared." He shivered and Fuji took his hand to warm it.
"He found the knife. He took it and started to shout. I didn't know what he talked about since mother closed my ears. Mother's hands are cold but she assured me that everything is okay. It wasn't. The man found us. He chased us, mother protect me. It was so dark, I screamed and cried. I tried to help my mother but she didn't let me. Why did the police and the help come so late? Why can't they come faster. I hate them. I hate them!"
Fuji cried, he knew that feeling. "I know but they are doing their best too. They could arrive later than that, you know?"
"I don't care. I want my mother. Can I meet her?"
"Yes, sure. After the doctor make sure that she is okay and move her into a better room, ne? That room is too small, it won't be comfortable to talk ne? I will let your mother into a better room, don't worry."
The mother was badly injured but she managed to pass the crisis and then moved to the intensive care. Fuji brought the boy to the room. He asked the nurse to set up a comfortable substitute bed for the boy in his office. He promised the boy to wake him up when his mother was awake.
Fuji sat on the floor next to the sofa turned into bed, "A scar." The boy yawned.
"Hm?"
"That man, he has a big and nasty scar on his right side of his face. I didn't see it clearly but it is definitely a scar. I don't lie, I'm saying the truth."
"Yes, I believe in you. Now, go to sleep. Your mother need you and I am sure it's better if you have a sleep before meeting her again, okay?"
The kid nodded and fell asleep less than a minute. Fuji sighed while fighting back his own trauma. He never imagined that this would happen. He never thought that they would encounter again after years. He never..but it happened.
The alarm in his head was ringing and his mouth kept saying a sentence repeatedly.
That man is back.
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I feel this story moves so fast but when I look at it again, it's not. They have been together for one year, ne? Forgive me! *run away*
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