[Day 2, 6:02 am @ E4] [Oishi & Akutsu] Revenge
He couldn’t hear himself, he couldn’t even think of someone else. He probably screamed, cursed and yelled, he barely was aware of bitter tears rolling down his cheeks. He hadn’t believed it when he was told of, but all that, the place, the boy on the ground (dead, cold) was real; Oishi suddenly realized it because he was able to fall down by his side, touch him and feel him. When he looked at him the violet pupils didn’t look back, and the lips stayed silent, an empty grimace on them. He didn’t look embarrassed when Oishi hugged him, whispering his name. Shuuichirou hated himself for asking to be taken to the place where the jacket was found, and so he hit the ground once and again, still holding Momoshiro’s body, still shaking and sobbing.
Akutsu averted his sight, no wanting to look at the desperation in the other man’s face, or the pain. It was rather pathetic, he thought, even so feeling slightly sorry for him. But, what’s lost is lost; end of the story.
-Ah well, I’m leaving, boy- he was having his way off when Oishi raised his voice once again, remembering his presence.
-Did you kill him?-
Such a waste of time. This is why Akutsu didn’t take the time to have friends.
-Why would I do such thing?- He teased, turning around to see the younger boy, who left his friend and stood up.
-Did you kill him, did you kill my kohai?-
-Enough…- but before Akutsu could do anything else, Oishi took out the gun of his pocket and aimed to Jin’s head. If something was worth killing, take revenge, this was it. Both encouraged by the anger and fear, Oishi put the finger on the trigger and pulled, not once but twice. Nothing happened. He tried to shoot him yet again, but only a soft ‘click’ resulted of his attempts.
-Fuck.- He barely looked at Akutsu before this one had caught him by the neck.
-Not so brave now, boy?- golden eyes could see the fear in Oishi’s look, the way he trembled under his touch, demanding to let go, ever so silent.
-…no- Oishi finally pleaded, but it was too late.
*
Taking his life would have been way too easy for Akutsu. No, this boy deserved a true lesson. And his own body, Jin thought, deserved some fun. If he tried to get those two together the option was fairly simple. A while later, Oishi’s clothes were shattered of blood and cum, the body underneath them beaten, shaking.
Shuuichirou spat the content of his mouth, trying to hold back his tears and disgust but failing to do so.
Akutsu deliberately let him stand up again. Oishi’s trembling hands didn’t dare to put a finger on him, instead they hardly put his pants on, groaning and cursing.
-Eiji.- he painfully mumbled, remembering of his friend, and then he started to move away from his captor, walking (once again) towards the improvised camp Kikumaru and he had done.
-Thought we were having fun.- Akutsu zipped up his jeans, taking care of this action, took his stuff from the floor (gun included) and started to follow him.
Realizing he wouldn’t make it otherwise, Oishi leaned against the trees on his way, hoping that time it was the correct path. Soon (thank God!) a sleepy figure on the floor welcomed him in silence and mid darkness. -Hey boy…- Jin said, looking at Oishi bending over to take his bag and search thoroughly, ignoring the redheaded boy. That sure was a good position to do him. -Are ya looking for the bullets? Don’t ya forget something?- Jin took off the gun, playing with it around his finger. -I still have your gun, yanno?- out of nowhere something beat him hard across the head and sent him painfully to the ground. His head felt like burning, and, when touched its left side, he realized it was bleeding. Something was stuck to his fingers.
-…that’s not mine, you bastard- Oishi had turned around and swung a baseball bat against him at full force.
The loud buzzing on his ears kept Jin from hearing those words and, off balance (it fucking hurt!), the next attempt to lift to his feet was rather unsuccessful. He fell once again, fortunately, just in time to avoid a second blow on his head. He sat down, trying to reach him.
-You fucking…-
-Shut up!- his yelling was silenced by the sound of the loudspeakers, the guy of the program reciting names while Oishi gripped the bat.
-I’m gonna fucking kill you- Akutsu madly stated between his smiling lips, not realizing he was already dying, his tolerance to pain making fun of him.
Momoshiro Takeshi… Tezuka Kunimitsu.
Oishi burst into silent tears and let the bat escape his grip, but there was no need for him to attack Jin again, for he closed his eyes and lay to the ground. Still, on his feet, feeling sick, he could hear a voice yelling at him, but there was no time for explanations. He picked the gun up the floor (fully knowing it wouldn't meet Eiji's hands again), took Momoshiro’s jacket off Akutsu without hesitation and put it on himself. They had to move on, and, at his physical and mental state, they better started to right then.
[ Results:
Boy #3 Akutsu Jin: DEAD at E4.
Boy #29 Oishi Shuuichirou: Badly injured. Moving to H6. GAINED a Beretta M92F Handgun.
Boy #14 Kikumaru Eiji. Minor bruising. Moving to H6. LOST a Beretta M92F Handgun.]
OOC for the Mod
Sorry I've been taking so long to post. Took some study time to finish these logs but dunno if I was able to make it.
Also, I'm writing the next one of day 2 (I doubt I'd be able to publish it tonight though. Probably at the morning. Results: Eiji is dead @ H6.