The Wind of Madness 9/?
Title: The Wind of Madness
Genre: Action, High School Yankees AU
Pairing: NinoAi
Summary: Being part of the strongest yankee fight club, Arashi, binds the members like brothers. But there is a deeper bond that exists between the newly recruited King, Aiba, and the vice president, Kaze.
A/N: This story can stand alone but it will be better if you read "Yankee Academy" as well.
A/N: I admit, this is quite a long chapter. Hope you enjoy! Comments are love. P.S. We have a special guest in this chapter. If you know who he is... *wink wink*
INDEX: 01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08 || 09
CHAPTER 9: (TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of rape and abuse. Please read with discretion.)
AIBA
“Ne, Masaki-chan, I’m going to give this to you…”
“But Onee-chan, this is your food.”
“Onee-chan is already full. Don’t worry,” she said with a sweet smile. Our moment of peace was disturbed by the arrival of a few men. They took my onee-chan by the wrist and dragged her up.
“Let me see what we have for sale…” one of them breathed near her face.
“NO! Onee-chan!” I pleaded as they tried to drag her off the room.
“Masaki, get away from here!” she said, pushing me so that they would not hurt me. I ran towards one of the men and bit his leg, making him yell in pain. He kicked me.
“Stop it! Onee-chan!” I screamed in terror as the men started to tear off her dress. I watched her thrash about, trying to defend herself but it was no use. They were too strong.
I could not let anything bad happen to her.
“Masaki! No!” I heard her shout as I pulled her away.
“Don’t take her! Take me instead…” I pleaded. One of the men grabbed my onee-chan to stop her from getting to me.
The man smirked, grabbing my face. “This kid looks cute… and fresh. He might like this one.” I closed my eyes. I knew what I was going for.
But my onee-chan, my pure, sweet onee-chan, I could not let her be dirtied by these men.
I’d rather take the pain.
I could hear her screaming. She was trying to grab my hand as I was led away by these evil men. That was the last time I felt the warmth of her touch.
I was taken to a room illuminated by dim red light. One would mistake this as hell. The air was filled with the scent of tobacco that I despised. The room was warm but my body was cold. I grasped the sheets in pain. I wonder, how do people derive pleasure from hurting others? How can they feel ecstasy while hurting someone else?
I felt this man touch my spine and it made me feel awful. I heard him laugh as I shuddered.
“You’re my new favorite,” he whispered to my ear before he continued violating me.
But I smiled a little. I am doing this for my onee-chan. I am worthless compared to her.
***
“Aiba-chan? Aiba-chan?”
I grasped Kaze’s hand a little tighter. He had that same warmth as my onee-chan, as expected.
“Aiba-chan, you were talking in your sleep. Is everything alright?” he asked in almost a whisper. I sat up from the futon and looked around me. I was not in that red-colored room anymore. I was in the comforting darkness of our shared flat.
“Ahh… I don’t know. I forgot,” I replied to him with a small smile. “I have an idea, Kaze-san. I’m going to sleep in your futon!”
“Shut up,” he snapped. “My futon is small!” he said. However, I still climbed on his space and took the blanket. “I can’t believe this!” I heard him say. But then, he still went to his futon and lay down beside me.
I wanted to hug Kaze right there because I thought if I touch him, I would not revive my nightmares. However, before I could do so, I found him placing his arm around me.
“Oi, don’t think of anything!” he muttered.
I smiled before I fell asleep. It was actually effective. I did not have nightmares.
***
I looked at the sun directly. It hurt my eyes but I did not care. I really loved the sun. A lot of people would take it for granted but for someone who spent less time under the sun, it was a gift being bathed by its warmth.
“Oi! Isn’t that one of the kings of Arashi?” I heard a voice from afar. I looked to the left and saw a bunch of yankees from another school. They were carrying pathetic bats and planks. I could not care less about their weapons but I remember Leader telling me that weapons are for weaklings.
Oh, yeah. I do admit using random stuff to hit people. But I could live without bats or planks. Swords and daggers were different things, of course. Whips would hurt but they would spoil the fun.
“If we beat you, we can boast around Tokyo that we have beaten Yano High,” one of them said. I raised both of my eyebrows in response.
“That’s the most illogical thing that I’ve ever heard,” I muttered. I didn’t know if he heard that. Besides, if these guys beat me up, there’s still Kaze-san, and ultimately, Leader.
The thing is that, I also had the pride of a King and Kaze and Leader did not give me the title of the “First King” for nothing. I was supposed to be the gateway before these small fries could reach the vice president and the president.
However, I also promised Kaze-san that I would wait for the 31st day before I could beat people up.
I was probably thinking too much that I did not notice a bat hitting my jaw. What a loser. He did not even wait for me.
“How annoying…” I muttered as I stood up. The memo just said I could not fight but I could still do something to defend myself, right?
I swiftly made my way up to the monkey bars, letting them chase me. They were really slowpokes. I just laughed and laughed at them as they tried to get me but no one could, except for that guy who hit my jaw while I was thinking.
“Hey, are you mad?” I asked them as I perched on the topmost part of the monkey bars. I jumped down and crouched as they tried to attack me.
“Too slow. How are you gonna fight Kaze-san with that speed?” I asked them with a smile on my face. My smile became wider when I saw some of them freezing. Kaze-san once told me that I scare other people. I think I should use this ability for now so that I did not have to fight them.
However, one of them suddenly hit me, making me fall down from my position. I fell on the ground, and I felt like my back was broken into pieces.
“This is bad…” I just murmured when I saw them closing in on me. They started kicking and hitting me.
“Fight them…” I heard voices in my head.
“I promised Kaze-san that I won’t…”
“Kill them. Nobody will know…”
I could feel the red hot pain from my head to my toes. These thugs would not stop hitting me until I stop moving or something.
“But… Kaze-san…”
I reached out my hand to no one in particular. There was already light in front of my eyes, meaning, the guys who were surrounded me disappeared. I just heard them groaning in pain, along with sounds of punches and kicks.
I felt someone help me up and half-carried me towards a bench at the side of the park.
“Ka…ze-san…?” I started. My eyesight was blurry and I did not know what to think anymore.
“Are you alright?” the voice asked. It was not Kaze-san. Not even Leader or the others. It was a different voice, deep and laced with worry. I could make out a pearl necklace on his neck.
“Hey?” he asked again. I blinked a few times to try to erase the blur and I was able to see him clearly. He sighed in relief. “I’m glad you’re still alive,” he said. “Do you need to go to the hospital?”
I shook my head. I really hated hospitals. I observed the man quietly. He was probably a student, just like me. He did not look like a yankee high school student, thought. There was a book on the bench, probably his.
“Nadegata…” I murmured.
“What?”
“I will call you Nadegata. Thank you, Nadegata!” I said. I was really grateful that he saved me before I could lay a fist on those small fries.
He gave an exasperated sigh. “Please don’t call me Nadegata.” He looked at his watch. “Umm, I’m sorry, I have to leave you here,” he said. He handed his handkerchief to me. “Make sure you won’t get into trouble, okay?”
“Yeah,” I replied, still in a haze.
The student ran off, leaving me in the park. I kinda dozed off but minutes later, I woke up with a pair of eyes looking directly at me.
“Ahh! Pi-san, you scared me!” I said. He looked at me with those scary eyes.
“You did not get into trouble, did you?” he asked me. Of course, my appearance would be like someone who did trouble. A bruised face and hurting back was too obvious; Pi did not need to touch me to know.
I shook my head. “I promised Kaze-san that I will not fight anyone for 30 days.”
“I see,” he said. He helped me stand up. “I’ll take you home. I can prove to them that you did not fight those guys. I just wonder how you survived being beaten up like that.”
“Nadegata helped me,” I replied to him. I handed him the handkerchief and I found him gripping it a little tight.
“Interesting,” he said with a small smile. “Let’s go, Aiba-san. It’s already dark.”
I found Kaze-san running towards me when I reached the apartment. He kept on muttering things like ‘fuck those assholes’, ‘I’m gonna kill them,’ while he placed ice on my swollen cheek. It actually hurt because it was like he was continuously hitting me with a rock.
“Oww!”
“Kaze, your opponents are those thugs from Shikino High, not Aiba-chan,” Leader chuckled.
“I’m sorry…” he said, placing the ice bag down. “What the hell happened, Aiba-chan?” he asked me. It made me feel special because Kaze-san looked at me with a concerned look. He shot a look at Pi, who was sitting silently as if he was meditating.
“I can just vouch for Aiba-san. He did not fight those guys. Not once,” he said. “Something about 30 days…?”
“So… who beat up those guys?” Kaze asked curiously as he dabbed some antiseptic on my wound. He saw the handkerchief and glanced at Pi, who just gave a small shrug.
“Saa… I wonder if he’s that guy from Minato…” Leader said as he placed his arms behind his head, letting his body fall on the tatami mat.
It was later that evening when I saw the handkerchief in the trash bin.
Genre: Action, High School Yankees AU
Pairing: NinoAi
Summary: Being part of the strongest yankee fight club, Arashi, binds the members like brothers. But there is a deeper bond that exists between the newly recruited King, Aiba, and the vice president, Kaze.
A/N: This story can stand alone but it will be better if you read "Yankee Academy" as well.
A/N: I admit, this is quite a long chapter. Hope you enjoy! Comments are love. P.S. We have a special guest in this chapter. If you know who he is... *wink wink*
INDEX: 01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08 || 09
CHAPTER 9: (TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of rape and abuse. Please read with discretion.)
AIBA
“Ne, Masaki-chan, I’m going to give this to you…”
“But Onee-chan, this is your food.”
“Onee-chan is already full. Don’t worry,” she said with a sweet smile. Our moment of peace was disturbed by the arrival of a few men. They took my onee-chan by the wrist and dragged her up.
“Let me see what we have for sale…” one of them breathed near her face.
“NO! Onee-chan!” I pleaded as they tried to drag her off the room.
“Masaki, get away from here!” she said, pushing me so that they would not hurt me. I ran towards one of the men and bit his leg, making him yell in pain. He kicked me.
“Stop it! Onee-chan!” I screamed in terror as the men started to tear off her dress. I watched her thrash about, trying to defend herself but it was no use. They were too strong.
I could not let anything bad happen to her.
“Masaki! No!” I heard her shout as I pulled her away.
“Don’t take her! Take me instead…” I pleaded. One of the men grabbed my onee-chan to stop her from getting to me.
The man smirked, grabbing my face. “This kid looks cute… and fresh. He might like this one.” I closed my eyes. I knew what I was going for.
But my onee-chan, my pure, sweet onee-chan, I could not let her be dirtied by these men.
I’d rather take the pain.
I could hear her screaming. She was trying to grab my hand as I was led away by these evil men. That was the last time I felt the warmth of her touch.
I was taken to a room illuminated by dim red light. One would mistake this as hell. The air was filled with the scent of tobacco that I despised. The room was warm but my body was cold. I grasped the sheets in pain. I wonder, how do people derive pleasure from hurting others? How can they feel ecstasy while hurting someone else?
I felt this man touch my spine and it made me feel awful. I heard him laugh as I shuddered.
“You’re my new favorite,” he whispered to my ear before he continued violating me.
But I smiled a little. I am doing this for my onee-chan. I am worthless compared to her.
***
“Aiba-chan? Aiba-chan?”
I grasped Kaze’s hand a little tighter. He had that same warmth as my onee-chan, as expected.
“Aiba-chan, you were talking in your sleep. Is everything alright?” he asked in almost a whisper. I sat up from the futon and looked around me. I was not in that red-colored room anymore. I was in the comforting darkness of our shared flat.
“Ahh… I don’t know. I forgot,” I replied to him with a small smile. “I have an idea, Kaze-san. I’m going to sleep in your futon!”
“Shut up,” he snapped. “My futon is small!” he said. However, I still climbed on his space and took the blanket. “I can’t believe this!” I heard him say. But then, he still went to his futon and lay down beside me.
I wanted to hug Kaze right there because I thought if I touch him, I would not revive my nightmares. However, before I could do so, I found him placing his arm around me.
“Oi, don’t think of anything!” he muttered.
I smiled before I fell asleep. It was actually effective. I did not have nightmares.
***
I looked at the sun directly. It hurt my eyes but I did not care. I really loved the sun. A lot of people would take it for granted but for someone who spent less time under the sun, it was a gift being bathed by its warmth.
“Oi! Isn’t that one of the kings of Arashi?” I heard a voice from afar. I looked to the left and saw a bunch of yankees from another school. They were carrying pathetic bats and planks. I could not care less about their weapons but I remember Leader telling me that weapons are for weaklings.
Oh, yeah. I do admit using random stuff to hit people. But I could live without bats or planks. Swords and daggers were different things, of course. Whips would hurt but they would spoil the fun.
“If we beat you, we can boast around Tokyo that we have beaten Yano High,” one of them said. I raised both of my eyebrows in response.
“That’s the most illogical thing that I’ve ever heard,” I muttered. I didn’t know if he heard that. Besides, if these guys beat me up, there’s still Kaze-san, and ultimately, Leader.
The thing is that, I also had the pride of a King and Kaze and Leader did not give me the title of the “First King” for nothing. I was supposed to be the gateway before these small fries could reach the vice president and the president.
However, I also promised Kaze-san that I would wait for the 31st day before I could beat people up.
I was probably thinking too much that I did not notice a bat hitting my jaw. What a loser. He did not even wait for me.
“How annoying…” I muttered as I stood up. The memo just said I could not fight but I could still do something to defend myself, right?
I swiftly made my way up to the monkey bars, letting them chase me. They were really slowpokes. I just laughed and laughed at them as they tried to get me but no one could, except for that guy who hit my jaw while I was thinking.
“Hey, are you mad?” I asked them as I perched on the topmost part of the monkey bars. I jumped down and crouched as they tried to attack me.
“Too slow. How are you gonna fight Kaze-san with that speed?” I asked them with a smile on my face. My smile became wider when I saw some of them freezing. Kaze-san once told me that I scare other people. I think I should use this ability for now so that I did not have to fight them.
However, one of them suddenly hit me, making me fall down from my position. I fell on the ground, and I felt like my back was broken into pieces.
“This is bad…” I just murmured when I saw them closing in on me. They started kicking and hitting me.
“Fight them…” I heard voices in my head.
“I promised Kaze-san that I won’t…”
“Kill them. Nobody will know…”
I could feel the red hot pain from my head to my toes. These thugs would not stop hitting me until I stop moving or something.
“But… Kaze-san…”
I reached out my hand to no one in particular. There was already light in front of my eyes, meaning, the guys who were surrounded me disappeared. I just heard them groaning in pain, along with sounds of punches and kicks.
I felt someone help me up and half-carried me towards a bench at the side of the park.
“Ka…ze-san…?” I started. My eyesight was blurry and I did not know what to think anymore.
“Are you alright?” the voice asked. It was not Kaze-san. Not even Leader or the others. It was a different voice, deep and laced with worry. I could make out a pearl necklace on his neck.
“Hey?” he asked again. I blinked a few times to try to erase the blur and I was able to see him clearly. He sighed in relief. “I’m glad you’re still alive,” he said. “Do you need to go to the hospital?”
I shook my head. I really hated hospitals. I observed the man quietly. He was probably a student, just like me. He did not look like a yankee high school student, thought. There was a book on the bench, probably his.
“Nadegata…” I murmured.
“What?”
“I will call you Nadegata. Thank you, Nadegata!” I said. I was really grateful that he saved me before I could lay a fist on those small fries.
He gave an exasperated sigh. “Please don’t call me Nadegata.” He looked at his watch. “Umm, I’m sorry, I have to leave you here,” he said. He handed his handkerchief to me. “Make sure you won’t get into trouble, okay?”
“Yeah,” I replied, still in a haze.
The student ran off, leaving me in the park. I kinda dozed off but minutes later, I woke up with a pair of eyes looking directly at me.
“Ahh! Pi-san, you scared me!” I said. He looked at me with those scary eyes.
“You did not get into trouble, did you?” he asked me. Of course, my appearance would be like someone who did trouble. A bruised face and hurting back was too obvious; Pi did not need to touch me to know.
I shook my head. “I promised Kaze-san that I will not fight anyone for 30 days.”
“I see,” he said. He helped me stand up. “I’ll take you home. I can prove to them that you did not fight those guys. I just wonder how you survived being beaten up like that.”
“Nadegata helped me,” I replied to him. I handed him the handkerchief and I found him gripping it a little tight.
“Interesting,” he said with a small smile. “Let’s go, Aiba-san. It’s already dark.”
I found Kaze-san running towards me when I reached the apartment. He kept on muttering things like ‘fuck those assholes’, ‘I’m gonna kill them,’ while he placed ice on my swollen cheek. It actually hurt because it was like he was continuously hitting me with a rock.
“Oww!”
“Kaze, your opponents are those thugs from Shikino High, not Aiba-chan,” Leader chuckled.
“I’m sorry…” he said, placing the ice bag down. “What the hell happened, Aiba-chan?” he asked me. It made me feel special because Kaze-san looked at me with a concerned look. He shot a look at Pi, who was sitting silently as if he was meditating.
“I can just vouch for Aiba-san. He did not fight those guys. Not once,” he said. “Something about 30 days…?”
“So… who beat up those guys?” Kaze asked curiously as he dabbed some antiseptic on my wound. He saw the handkerchief and glanced at Pi, who just gave a small shrug.
“Saa… I wonder if he’s that guy from Minato…” Leader said as he placed his arms behind his head, letting his body fall on the tatami mat.
It was later that evening when I saw the handkerchief in the trash bin.