I will make your ♡ go doki~doki 3/? {Reituki FIC/pg}
Now that I think of it, my life is pretty messed up. Firstly - an evil scary guy kidnap me; secondly - he brang me on the old schools roof and I am surrounded by scary people! Why I am born so unlucky?
"Welcome to the "Kuro Akuma" hide out!" Yuki said happily and I looked with my big eyes to the black jacketed crowd.
Damn it, you gangsters.
Minutes past and my heart started to hurt out of horror. I was so scared. What are they going to do to me? What Yuki wants from me?
I let out a scared sound. I don't know what kind of sound it was, but it made everyone laugh. It was loud and low laugh, bringing you shivers.
Like meeting Shinigami, who laughs out seeing you at the last minute before your death.
I was meeting death and I didn't like it.
"What will you do with him, Yuki?" Some dark haired guy asked with a big grin on his face.
I started to move, trying to get rid of the strong grip, but that was impossible. Why they have to be so strong?
"Stop moving, it's impossible!" Yuki shouted and I squealed in my mind. His tone was so serious, like he knew how everything will end. Why I can't read his mind? "And," he looked to the member who asked him, "we’re going to play a little." He grinned, looking at my scared - now watery - eyes.
A laugh escaped from the scary people around us and I shivered. "Ahahaha~" One came to Yuki and patted his shoulder. "Be careful, you know that Leader is coming today." And opened the door. "Now go."
Yuki nodded and went through the doors, which were closed immediately.
I didn't understand one thing: Why Yuki wanted to hurt me so badly? I didn't do ANYTHING to him. His torture started when I entered this school. I was fresh and couldn't understand why everyone was so scared of the leather jacket guys, just to think of it, leather jackets are cool! I like them very much. But it seems that it was like a death sign in this school.
Yuki was bringing me down the old hall and his head was moving all the time: to the left, then to the right. All the time! I knew that he was searching for something.
Few minutes passed and his head stopped. My heart stopped too. He found what he searched. We were in front of an old class and he opened the doors slowly. There wasn't anything in the class, just old chairs, desks and a board.
"It's my classroom," Yuki said proudly and I didn't understand what he meant.
"Huugh?" I said through the material in my mouth, what was drying my mouth.
Yuki finally put me on the ground, but that didn't last long - my legs were tired and numb so I got on the ground literally.
"Oi, don't be a whore," he said. "I am going to play with you first." He grinned evilly and I started to move on ground, further from him. "Don't go," he said and laughed. "You won't escape this time."
"Nggghhh~" I said and he grabbed me once more, putting me on the desk.
"Be a good boy and let me play with you."
Is he going to rape me? I asked myself a silly question. Of course he wanted to do THAT! What did you expect by playing? Monopoly?
Yuki started to touch my hair, stroking it. I look at his cold eyes and saw all those things that were in his mind. All the screaming and struggle in his eyes, was making him even more perverted. I closed my eyes and didn't know what to do anymore. Everything was so scary...
... and then the reality hit me.
What am I doing? Why do I have to be raped? I am a boy after all!
I looked at his eyes once more and our gazes met. Yuki didn't seem to be that scary anymore and I was looking at him out of curious.
"What are you looking at?" he said quite angrily. My gaze wasn't scary and that annoyed him. "Stop it!" he shouted and my eyes became more watery. I started to laugh.
Yuki became even more angry, that I was laughing at him. His face became red and it made me laugh harder.
What a cruel world, ne? I was going to be raped by this "cool" and "scary" guy, who just wanted to show off in front of his friends, because no one accepted him as a real member of the gang. And now, I laughed at him, because I saw it all: sadness, grudge, the lust of power - everything.
He just wanted to be seen by the Leader. Wait, no. He wanted to be the Leader.
But that was impossible - Yuki is too empty and weak.
"Stop laughing!" he shouted for the tenth time and I stopped; it wasn't funny anymore. But I looked at him. The real him. The weak him. Not the one, that was making me scared. The real Yuki.
"Pught thishhh outhgh," I said and he looked at me, surprised.
"What?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes and said the same, adding words like "magtreriaalgh", which was supposed to be a 'material' and "hughryy, my mought ish dry", which was supposed to sound like 'hurry, my mouth is dry'. It was too hard to speak with this stuff in my mouth.
When he finally understood what I meant (yes, he really is stupid), he put that out and I finally could feel my mouth closing comfortably. Though it was still dry and it was quite unpleasant feeling, I was still happy.
With my tightly banded hands, I sat on the table I was put and looked at Yuki, who stood in front of me.
"So..." I started. "... Are you still going to rape me?" I asked and he sighed.
"No," he said and took a chair, sitting on it.
"I see it in you," I said and nodded. "You didn't even want to do this." it was quite weird to speak with this guy like to a normal one. To think of it - he was my enemy for a long time.
"I want to be like all the guys in the gang," he said and I surprisingly looked at him. He's going to confess to me? "I want to be cool. To be accepted and to be..." he stopped and I nodded again.
"... The Leader." I finished and his eyes narrowed. He was angry just hearing that name.
"Leader..." he said through clenched teeth. “I am the one who always get the information about him first. But I just... hate him," he said, standing up the next second.
"Why?" I asked, not carrying.
"Because... He feels so cool... So powerful..." Yuki came to the nearest wall, "I HATE HIM!!" and punched it.
I look at him. Angry and weak Yuki. Who holds his now broken arm and think about the whole situation.
"This is too funny," I said and he looked at me with full of tears eyes.
"Whaaat?" he said and I started to laugh again.
I felt so evil that time.
"Untie me," I said and he stood up, holding his arm.
Yuki's hand was bleeding, but I really didn't care. He took the knife of his pocket and cut the strings off.
"Thanks," I said and stood on the ground with my hurting legs.
He just nodded. "Go." I went to the door and looked at him for the last time.
"Go to the nurse," I said and he shot me an annoyed look.
"Shut up!" he shouted and I closed the door, smiling.