[Fic] It hurts: Part 4
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PART 4
Ryu was running as hard as he could. He was running as if his life depended on it but he didn’t feel tired at all. He was doing the right thing although he also knew he shouldn’t adventure there by himself. He had asked for Yankumi’s help and he knew his teacher would make sure the Yabuki family was safe. It was up to him to help Hayato mostly because he sincerely believed it was his doing that only brought his student that much of a trouble. He ran and ran, knowing exactly where he would find them. He only stopped when reaching the warehouse door, almost falling down because of the abrupt brake he made. He was panting like mad, as if he had just finished a marathon but he didn’t mind it at all. He had to do something, he just had to save his student.
Inside the warehouse, Yabuki was dealing with it by himself. He was down on the floor, in the center of the dark chamber, spitting blood. Ken kept hitting him straight in the stomach, causing him to whimper and breakdown even more. The man was holding a metal bar in his hand and swung it a few times in the air before hitting the boy straight in the head, causing it to bleed pretty badly. As the youngster’s body fell on the ground, the man ripped his white shirt apart and set on top of him, caressing the chest with the mental bar he was holding. Hayato’s pants were taken off really quick, leaving the boy completely naked and vulnerable to anything. Ken lifted up one leg and then thrusted inside the red asshole with all his strength, causing the student to bit his lower lip and grit his teeth in pain. He should have known. He should have known Ken was going to be more brutal than before, more awful and rough because of all that happened. He was going to open his mouth and say something but then Ken took a full hand of his hair, gripping it tight, forcing him to stand up. He had to support himself only by holding tight onto Ken’s shoulders while the other continued his ministrations and groped him even more. He came once inside Hayato but didn’t stop there. Just when the young one thought it was over, he was all of a sudden thrown down on the ground.
Hayato whimpered a bit as he hurt himself, feeling the bones of his back crunching a bit because of the impact. Hitting his head again only made him bleed a bit more but he didn’t have time to think just how bad it hurt because he was pulled by the hair once more and forced to sit on his knees, this time the gang leader thrusting inside him from behind.
The rest of the gang was watching with big grins on their faces. They were licking their lips, knowing, waiting for their turn to come. It was a rule, the leader should have everything first and if he should want to share, the rest were going to have a taste of the tight hole that felt so good.
They just had to wait. It didn’t matter if the boy was going to end up unconscious or bleed even more. Actually, having Hayato unconscious made it all even better. That way they could have fucked him without troubling with complains or whimpers. They were seriously getting aroused while watching the boy getting fucked so hard, so rough. They could hear the small moans, the few groans and the many gasps he let out because of the treatment received.
Ken was having a field day in doing the boy. He just loved hearing Hayato suffering because of his doings. He was getting at the best part, the part when he knew he would make Yabuki feel even more hurt than before and blank out. He was getting there, feeling it when the door opened with a loud bang and he had to stop. Again.
- What the fuck… , they all growled, turning around and frowning.
Hayato was in shock. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. That stupid man was there again, bound to make things even worse and fuck it up for all of them. Ken only smirked and continued thrusting inside the boy.
Ryu was just as shocked. He knew he would see something awful being done to Hayato but he didn’t expect seeing his own student getting raped right in front of his eyes. Hayato was bleeding. He could see blood dripping down from behind his neck, all the way to the pelvis in small rivers; he could see him completely naked, with his legs spread and arms pulled behind by the man who was raping him. It was a disgusting sight but not because of Hayato.
- Look what we have here, Ken joked, while continuing doing his thing. Get him.., he instructed the others and then completely focused on his task.
- Get him! the others responded together, walking towards Ryu.
- Don..t….
It came as a whisper because Hayato didn’t have the strength to shout out and make himself more heard. Thankfully, Ken was close enough to notice the small sounds the boy made and pulled his hair, making his head fall back, just to be able to look at his face.
- Said something…? He asked with a smirk.
- Let him go…, please…., Hayato begged, licking his lower lip in order to stop the blood from overflowing.
- Let him go? Ken asked, surprised and shocked by the request. Why? He continued, curious.
- He’s just a fucking teacher… he’s a teacher…, Hayato bit his lip even more, trying to look in front of him. He’s a teacher…, he mumbled, letting out a moan in the process.
- Teacher? He is your teacher? Then we should beat him up good…, Ken joked, pushing even deeper inside the tight hole.
- No…, Hayato whispered again.
He was starting to loose consciousness and that wasn’t good. He closed his eyes, his last resort to stop himself from feeling the pain but because he did that, the guys smirked again and ran all the way to Ryu, kicking him as hard as possible. Odagiri fell on his knees as well, breathing hard because the kick seriously took all the air from him.
- Let him go! Ryu shouted as soon as he caught his breath again and managed to speak. Let Yabuki go! He shouted even louder, fighting back.
No one actually expected a teacher to fight but since Odagiri had his own history as a delinquent, it wasn’t hard at all for him to at least throw a few punches. He was good enough to break a few lips, cause a few bruises and knock them off their feet. Unfortunately, they were 20 against one so he was put back on his knees again and hit as hard as possible.
- Let him go…, this time Hayato spoke.
His hands moved around Ken’s waist line and he then placed himself on the ground, supporting himself on his elbows, spreading his legs even further, arching his body for a perfect behind view. He suddenly became submissive and acting all slutty, making all the guys turn their heads his way. Ryu gasped at the sight. Hayato was acting like a whore, willingly spreading his legs and allowing himself to be raped.
- Let the fucking teacher go. This is between us, right? Hayato still spoke in a low tone but since everyone was paying attention to him, his words were clearly heard.
- It is but he is disturbing, Ken licked his lips again, throwing his metal bar on the ground. Now he was even more aroused since it was the first time Haya-chan was so sweet to him.
- If you beat him up…I’ll be in trouble, Hayato whimpered a bit, feeling the cold making its way inside his body.
- Hm? Ken titled his head, still not moving from his spot.
- He is a fucking teacher, Hayato repeated, this time louder because anger was building inside him. He is here just to play the good teacher. If he saves me… he will be praised and even given an award but if he is hurt because of me, I will take all the blame and he’ll be pitied. “Awesome teacher Odagiri Ryu, risking himself to save a student.”, Hayato smirked while looking straight in front of him, even angrier than before. If you let him go, It will do me better.
- How come? Ken giggled and everyone from his gang followed, seriously amuzed about what they were hearing.
- He’ll be the loser teacher that couldn’t do anything. Of course he won’t tell, but he’ll live with the pain that he couldn’t prove how wonderful he is. You hate teachers too, right, Ken? Don’t give him satisfaction.., Hayato finished his sentence with taking a really deep breath.
He rested his forehead on the cold floor and then calmed his breathing, feeling dizzier than before. He was loosing blood, probably more than he expected. He slowly looked up again and then formed a smirk on his face.
- You should focus on me in exchange…, he breathed out. I’m getting old. It was so hot before…shouldn’t we warm up again?
He was teasing and everyone realized that. Ryu was the most surprised upon hearing that. he no longer understood what was going on. That man was raping Hayato, right? He was doing something truly awful and he needed to be saved so why was he so willingly allowing that man to touch and dirty him?
Ken grinned and then stepped forwards, placing himself perfectly at the tight entrance and then pushed hard, hiding himself completely inside Hayato.
- Beat him up pretty good and then dump him.., Ken ordered, this time thrusting faster and more violent.
- Yabuki…, Ryu chocked out as he was kicked in the stomach again.
- It’s time for the main course since we have been delayed, Ken announced again.
As a bunch of man continued kicking Ryu, the others approached Hayato. They all took their metal bars and approached the younger one, hitting him hard.
Hayato saw it coming so he only closed his eyes and waited for it to come. The cold metal touching his skin, hitting hard, ripping it in places, blood overflowing and gushing out, he saw that all coming so he just let it overtake him. His last bit of sanity was taken away when his chin was lifted up, his mouth filled completely, his asshole stretched even further and then fucked from all sides.
It was then that it finally turned black. Everything turned black.
It hurts.
He was trying to open his eyes but even opening his eyes hurt. As his pupils slowly began moving, the light became more annoying than anything. He couldn’t stand that light so he wanted to close his eyes again but that too hurt. The bright light suddenly lost its shine and it turned into a shallow lamp, orange-ish ray that made him feel much better. He could stand it, he could open his eyes to it and he could look around but as soon as he tried to, the back of his neck stung with pain and made him stop. He left as if he heard something but he wasn’t really sure. His head felt as if it was spinning and his sight was blurry but what hurt even more was his body. From the tingle that spread all over his skin, he could tell where he was hurt. When trying to breathe, his chest hurt a lot, somewhere around his heart and lower abdomen. Not only that, when breathing, his neck twisted in a weird way so he was sure he received a full blow even there. His feet hurt too so he probably broke a bone or something of a sort. What was even worse and truly unbearable was the pain in his lower half of his body, all concentrating around his bottom. How many fucked him at the same time? he couldn’t help but wonder that since it hurt more than the last time he ended up in hospital because of something similar.
- Are you ok?
The sounds he thought he heard were real. Someone was talking to him but he still couldn’t tell who. His head was such a mess that he couldn’t even tell where he was. Was he in the hospital and being taken care of by the nurses? If so, he had to properly open his mouth and ask them not to call and worry anyone. He wasn’t even thinking of his teacher, the one that was there and saw him in the most despicable state.
- Hayato…, he heard his name being called and only then did he notice the familiar tone.
That person was talking to him as if he knew him so it couldn’t have been someone from the hospital. It had to be someone closer to him. One of his friends?
He turned his head around and closed his eyes again, focusing on trying to clear his mind and pay attention to what was going on. He slowly opened them again and looked at that person. His cheeks turned red, his sight got dark again and he could feel his body going through some spasm of some sort, and that because of that person. He tried gritting his teeth but pain was there as well. So he got punched in the face after completely satisfying those jerks.- Don’t try to move. Can you talk? the voice asked again, concern and sufferance present in every single letter he spoke.
Yabuki attempted opening his mouth again but his lips were too dry and his neck hurt too much for him to even be able to let out one syllable. The body that laid next to his bed moved a bit but then returned to where he was. Gently, he pressed a wet cotton tweezers on his lips and slowly moved it on the red, swollen, cut lips, making sure not to miss one spot. It helped, even more than he would have wanted to admit. It made it easier to gulp and to open his mouth but he still didn’t know exactly what he was supposed to say.
- Why are you here? he asked without facing the other, preferring to look straight ahead although the light was still rather annoying.
The man just smiled and then continued doing what he had begun. He slowly removed the sheet from on top of Hayato and then, with a new pair of tweezers, he took care of every single cut and wound on the fragile body. Yabuki grit his teeth again and the closed his eyes. It stung more then he thought it would but the pain was bearable.
- Stop it…, he whispered as soon as he felt the cold wet thing move close to his pelvis.
- I’m doing it. If not…they could get infected, the reply came in a sweet voice.
- Odagiri…, Hayato muttered, annoyed to the highest degree.
- Don’t worry. You are your place. Not your house but that room at the bar. I didn’t tell anyone what happened but I did tell your parents you won’t be back in a few days.
Hayato twitched a bit upon hearing that but he also felt relieved. Besides himself, he only cared about his family and friends and he was glad to hear they were alright and safe. Then again, they had no reason to pick on his family since he obeyed every single thing they said.
- Then fuck off, he muttered between his teeth.
He was already feeling like shit and he didn’t need anyone else near him to make him remember everything and always point out his mistakes.
- Thank you, Ryu smiled, continuing what he was doing.
He could understand Yabuki’s feelings. If it would have been him, then he wouldn’t have wanted anyone around him to patronize and point out everything that happened. he could understand but he still couldn’t leave the boy alone and go home.
- For what?
- What you said stopped them from hurting me more than that, Ryu smiled again, remembering clearly how Hayato sacrificed himself just so that he would not receive the same treatment.
As he saw everything unfolding, he wished Yabuki wouldn’t have to go through that. It could have been anyone else but not Hayato. He didn’t deserve that. Seeing how the young man withstood all the pain and didn’t shout or screaming. If it would have been him, he would have even cried, he probably would have broken down and began begging for mercy but Hayato didn’t. Watching the young boy do all that, he began to think that the student was stronger than anyone else, probably more strong than any adult as well. If he would have been a girl, he surely would have considered Hayato a knight in shining armor, cool and handsome. Heck, Hayato was probably anything a girl could have wanted. Heck, he wanted someone like that in his life. He wanted to be like that.
- I didn’t say it to save you…, Hayato found the courage to complete a full sentence without feeling the need to chock or cough.
- What?!
Ryu suddenly stopped everything he was doing and gazed upon the boy. Hayato was still looking straight up, but his face was redder than before.
- I meant it…, he heard him whisper, before gulping and coughing a bit.
- Wha…
- You are a teacher. I meant everything I said. If you would have saved me, you would have been praised but since you couldn’t, you won’t be. That makes me happy, Hayato let out, his voice barely there.
He was feeling tired again. Trying to talk took all of the little energy he had away. His head was hurting, he knew that staring at the ceiling only made him dizzy again but he couldn’t stand being awake again.
- I don’t believe that and… . they could have killed me but you didn’t …
- If they would have killed you…I would have been blamed.
Hayato finally turned his head a bit in Ryu’s direction and grit his teeth again. Ryu gulped hard when seeing that. Yabuki looked crushed. Laying in bed, covered only by a white, thin sheet so as not to press on his wounds, it felt as if he was going to die any minute now. It made Ryu want to cry. Odagiri wanted to cry but not only because of how destroyed his student looked. The words hurt him more than he expected.
- I’ve had enough of teachers that know only to take credit and blame their students if they fail. I would have been blamed and I can’t allow that. I rather they kill me than to live and hear people say: it was his fault.
Although it came out more like a whisper of the wind, Hayato’s voice cut through everything around him and hit Ryu as hard as if they were spoken with immense anger and accompanied by violence. Actually, it was the calm voice and the serenity in his tone that made those precise words hurt more than anything.
Yabuki let out a “hmph” and then closed his eyes, trying to swallow before chocking on his own saliva. It was hard, hard to breathe, hard to talk, hard to live.
It hurts…
That was all he could think about but no matter what he did, it didn’t go away. In a matter of moments, it turned black again.
The light wasn’t painful. As he attempted opening his eyes again, he found it easier to move. His body felt numb but it was the good type. Someone put him under anesthesia and took away all the pain his body could feel. The silence was blissful even though it made him confused. He still couldn’t move or turn his head around but at least this time he was able to properly swallow and breathe.
As he looked around the room, his eyes stopped upon a slim figure that was standing by the table and preparing some tea. He could see that man’s hands trembling a bit and by looking at the mirror placed above the table, he could see the reflection of the older one. His face looked pale; his eyes were puffy and red, with really big eye bags underneath. The perfectly image of someone who probably hadn’t slept in days. What was worse, that pretty face had a few cuts on it, sign of the beating he received.
Hayato sighed and then licked his lower lip, trying to raise his hand but the pain came back. A small whimper escaped his lips and that caught the attention of the other, making him turn around.
- You’re awake…, a shaken voice filled the room.
This time, Hayato could tell the other was shaken up, hurt and probably in pain. Of course he was. Odagiri received quite a beating himself and Hayato knew just how strong those guys were. It wasn’t his fault, though, so why did he feel bad about it?
- Why are you here? Why did you came back…? Hayato spoke one word at a time, taking small breaths in between.
- I never left.., Ryu smiled, sitting next to the bed, checking his students temperature.
- Hm? School… ?
- I took some days off. Lied and said it was because of family problems. That’s how I motivated ditching classes when I went to look for you.
Hayato closed his eyes in pain. That feeling was there again, that pang, that thing that made his chest hurt a lot. He tried raising his arms to his chest but that made him whimper some more. Ryu quickly stood up and tried figuring out what was happening, but stopped in shock as he saw the younger one pulling his sleeve, holding tight on his hand.
- What hurts?! Where does it hurt? Ryu asked afraid.
- Heart…, don’t leave….
Hayato could take the physical pain but the one that he felt surrounding his heart was different. His heart hurt but not the organ, the soul. A sense of relief took over only when Ryu kneeled down next to his bed and hold his hand back. Everything went black again, but it wasn’t that scary anymore. Not when Ryu was holding his hand.
Part 3
PART 4
Ryu was running as hard as he could. He was running as if his life depended on it but he didn’t feel tired at all. He was doing the right thing although he also knew he shouldn’t adventure there by himself. He had asked for Yankumi’s help and he knew his teacher would make sure the Yabuki family was safe. It was up to him to help Hayato mostly because he sincerely believed it was his doing that only brought his student that much of a trouble. He ran and ran, knowing exactly where he would find them. He only stopped when reaching the warehouse door, almost falling down because of the abrupt brake he made. He was panting like mad, as if he had just finished a marathon but he didn’t mind it at all. He had to do something, he just had to save his student.
Inside the warehouse, Yabuki was dealing with it by himself. He was down on the floor, in the center of the dark chamber, spitting blood. Ken kept hitting him straight in the stomach, causing him to whimper and breakdown even more. The man was holding a metal bar in his hand and swung it a few times in the air before hitting the boy straight in the head, causing it to bleed pretty badly. As the youngster’s body fell on the ground, the man ripped his white shirt apart and set on top of him, caressing the chest with the mental bar he was holding. Hayato’s pants were taken off really quick, leaving the boy completely naked and vulnerable to anything. Ken lifted up one leg and then thrusted inside the red asshole with all his strength, causing the student to bit his lower lip and grit his teeth in pain. He should have known. He should have known Ken was going to be more brutal than before, more awful and rough because of all that happened. He was going to open his mouth and say something but then Ken took a full hand of his hair, gripping it tight, forcing him to stand up. He had to support himself only by holding tight onto Ken’s shoulders while the other continued his ministrations and groped him even more. He came once inside Hayato but didn’t stop there. Just when the young one thought it was over, he was all of a sudden thrown down on the ground.
Hayato whimpered a bit as he hurt himself, feeling the bones of his back crunching a bit because of the impact. Hitting his head again only made him bleed a bit more but he didn’t have time to think just how bad it hurt because he was pulled by the hair once more and forced to sit on his knees, this time the gang leader thrusting inside him from behind.
The rest of the gang was watching with big grins on their faces. They were licking their lips, knowing, waiting for their turn to come. It was a rule, the leader should have everything first and if he should want to share, the rest were going to have a taste of the tight hole that felt so good.
They just had to wait. It didn’t matter if the boy was going to end up unconscious or bleed even more. Actually, having Hayato unconscious made it all even better. That way they could have fucked him without troubling with complains or whimpers. They were seriously getting aroused while watching the boy getting fucked so hard, so rough. They could hear the small moans, the few groans and the many gasps he let out because of the treatment received.
Ken was having a field day in doing the boy. He just loved hearing Hayato suffering because of his doings. He was getting at the best part, the part when he knew he would make Yabuki feel even more hurt than before and blank out. He was getting there, feeling it when the door opened with a loud bang and he had to stop. Again.
- What the fuck… , they all growled, turning around and frowning.
Hayato was in shock. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. That stupid man was there again, bound to make things even worse and fuck it up for all of them. Ken only smirked and continued thrusting inside the boy.
Ryu was just as shocked. He knew he would see something awful being done to Hayato but he didn’t expect seeing his own student getting raped right in front of his eyes. Hayato was bleeding. He could see blood dripping down from behind his neck, all the way to the pelvis in small rivers; he could see him completely naked, with his legs spread and arms pulled behind by the man who was raping him. It was a disgusting sight but not because of Hayato.
- Look what we have here, Ken joked, while continuing doing his thing. Get him.., he instructed the others and then completely focused on his task.
- Get him! the others responded together, walking towards Ryu.
- Don..t….
It came as a whisper because Hayato didn’t have the strength to shout out and make himself more heard. Thankfully, Ken was close enough to notice the small sounds the boy made and pulled his hair, making his head fall back, just to be able to look at his face.
- Said something…? He asked with a smirk.
- Let him go…, please…., Hayato begged, licking his lower lip in order to stop the blood from overflowing.
- Let him go? Ken asked, surprised and shocked by the request. Why? He continued, curious.
- He’s just a fucking teacher… he’s a teacher…, Hayato bit his lip even more, trying to look in front of him. He’s a teacher…, he mumbled, letting out a moan in the process.
- Teacher? He is your teacher? Then we should beat him up good…, Ken joked, pushing even deeper inside the tight hole.
- No…, Hayato whispered again.
He was starting to loose consciousness and that wasn’t good. He closed his eyes, his last resort to stop himself from feeling the pain but because he did that, the guys smirked again and ran all the way to Ryu, kicking him as hard as possible. Odagiri fell on his knees as well, breathing hard because the kick seriously took all the air from him.
- Let him go! Ryu shouted as soon as he caught his breath again and managed to speak. Let Yabuki go! He shouted even louder, fighting back.
No one actually expected a teacher to fight but since Odagiri had his own history as a delinquent, it wasn’t hard at all for him to at least throw a few punches. He was good enough to break a few lips, cause a few bruises and knock them off their feet. Unfortunately, they were 20 against one so he was put back on his knees again and hit as hard as possible.
- Let him go…, this time Hayato spoke.
His hands moved around Ken’s waist line and he then placed himself on the ground, supporting himself on his elbows, spreading his legs even further, arching his body for a perfect behind view. He suddenly became submissive and acting all slutty, making all the guys turn their heads his way. Ryu gasped at the sight. Hayato was acting like a whore, willingly spreading his legs and allowing himself to be raped.
- Let the fucking teacher go. This is between us, right? Hayato still spoke in a low tone but since everyone was paying attention to him, his words were clearly heard.
- It is but he is disturbing, Ken licked his lips again, throwing his metal bar on the ground. Now he was even more aroused since it was the first time Haya-chan was so sweet to him.
- If you beat him up…I’ll be in trouble, Hayato whimpered a bit, feeling the cold making its way inside his body.
- Hm? Ken titled his head, still not moving from his spot.
- He is a fucking teacher, Hayato repeated, this time louder because anger was building inside him. He is here just to play the good teacher. If he saves me… he will be praised and even given an award but if he is hurt because of me, I will take all the blame and he’ll be pitied. “Awesome teacher Odagiri Ryu, risking himself to save a student.”, Hayato smirked while looking straight in front of him, even angrier than before. If you let him go, It will do me better.
- How come? Ken giggled and everyone from his gang followed, seriously amuzed about what they were hearing.
- He’ll be the loser teacher that couldn’t do anything. Of course he won’t tell, but he’ll live with the pain that he couldn’t prove how wonderful he is. You hate teachers too, right, Ken? Don’t give him satisfaction.., Hayato finished his sentence with taking a really deep breath.
He rested his forehead on the cold floor and then calmed his breathing, feeling dizzier than before. He was loosing blood, probably more than he expected. He slowly looked up again and then formed a smirk on his face.
- You should focus on me in exchange…, he breathed out. I’m getting old. It was so hot before…shouldn’t we warm up again?
He was teasing and everyone realized that. Ryu was the most surprised upon hearing that. he no longer understood what was going on. That man was raping Hayato, right? He was doing something truly awful and he needed to be saved so why was he so willingly allowing that man to touch and dirty him?
Ken grinned and then stepped forwards, placing himself perfectly at the tight entrance and then pushed hard, hiding himself completely inside Hayato.
- Beat him up pretty good and then dump him.., Ken ordered, this time thrusting faster and more violent.
- Yabuki…, Ryu chocked out as he was kicked in the stomach again.
- It’s time for the main course since we have been delayed, Ken announced again.
As a bunch of man continued kicking Ryu, the others approached Hayato. They all took their metal bars and approached the younger one, hitting him hard.
Hayato saw it coming so he only closed his eyes and waited for it to come. The cold metal touching his skin, hitting hard, ripping it in places, blood overflowing and gushing out, he saw that all coming so he just let it overtake him. His last bit of sanity was taken away when his chin was lifted up, his mouth filled completely, his asshole stretched even further and then fucked from all sides.
It was then that it finally turned black. Everything turned black.
It hurts.
He was trying to open his eyes but even opening his eyes hurt. As his pupils slowly began moving, the light became more annoying than anything. He couldn’t stand that light so he wanted to close his eyes again but that too hurt. The bright light suddenly lost its shine and it turned into a shallow lamp, orange-ish ray that made him feel much better. He could stand it, he could open his eyes to it and he could look around but as soon as he tried to, the back of his neck stung with pain and made him stop. He left as if he heard something but he wasn’t really sure. His head felt as if it was spinning and his sight was blurry but what hurt even more was his body. From the tingle that spread all over his skin, he could tell where he was hurt. When trying to breathe, his chest hurt a lot, somewhere around his heart and lower abdomen. Not only that, when breathing, his neck twisted in a weird way so he was sure he received a full blow even there. His feet hurt too so he probably broke a bone or something of a sort. What was even worse and truly unbearable was the pain in his lower half of his body, all concentrating around his bottom. How many fucked him at the same time? he couldn’t help but wonder that since it hurt more than the last time he ended up in hospital because of something similar.
- Are you ok?
The sounds he thought he heard were real. Someone was talking to him but he still couldn’t tell who. His head was such a mess that he couldn’t even tell where he was. Was he in the hospital and being taken care of by the nurses? If so, he had to properly open his mouth and ask them not to call and worry anyone. He wasn’t even thinking of his teacher, the one that was there and saw him in the most despicable state.
- Hayato…, he heard his name being called and only then did he notice the familiar tone.
That person was talking to him as if he knew him so it couldn’t have been someone from the hospital. It had to be someone closer to him. One of his friends?
He turned his head around and closed his eyes again, focusing on trying to clear his mind and pay attention to what was going on. He slowly opened them again and looked at that person. His cheeks turned red, his sight got dark again and he could feel his body going through some spasm of some sort, and that because of that person. He tried gritting his teeth but pain was there as well. So he got punched in the face after completely satisfying those jerks.- Don’t try to move. Can you talk? the voice asked again, concern and sufferance present in every single letter he spoke.
Yabuki attempted opening his mouth again but his lips were too dry and his neck hurt too much for him to even be able to let out one syllable. The body that laid next to his bed moved a bit but then returned to where he was. Gently, he pressed a wet cotton tweezers on his lips and slowly moved it on the red, swollen, cut lips, making sure not to miss one spot. It helped, even more than he would have wanted to admit. It made it easier to gulp and to open his mouth but he still didn’t know exactly what he was supposed to say.
- Why are you here? he asked without facing the other, preferring to look straight ahead although the light was still rather annoying.
The man just smiled and then continued doing what he had begun. He slowly removed the sheet from on top of Hayato and then, with a new pair of tweezers, he took care of every single cut and wound on the fragile body. Yabuki grit his teeth again and the closed his eyes. It stung more then he thought it would but the pain was bearable.
- Stop it…, he whispered as soon as he felt the cold wet thing move close to his pelvis.
- I’m doing it. If not…they could get infected, the reply came in a sweet voice.
- Odagiri…, Hayato muttered, annoyed to the highest degree.
- Don’t worry. You are your place. Not your house but that room at the bar. I didn’t tell anyone what happened but I did tell your parents you won’t be back in a few days.
Hayato twitched a bit upon hearing that but he also felt relieved. Besides himself, he only cared about his family and friends and he was glad to hear they were alright and safe. Then again, they had no reason to pick on his family since he obeyed every single thing they said.
- Then fuck off, he muttered between his teeth.
He was already feeling like shit and he didn’t need anyone else near him to make him remember everything and always point out his mistakes.
- Thank you, Ryu smiled, continuing what he was doing.
He could understand Yabuki’s feelings. If it would have been him, then he wouldn’t have wanted anyone around him to patronize and point out everything that happened. he could understand but he still couldn’t leave the boy alone and go home.
- For what?
- What you said stopped them from hurting me more than that, Ryu smiled again, remembering clearly how Hayato sacrificed himself just so that he would not receive the same treatment.
As he saw everything unfolding, he wished Yabuki wouldn’t have to go through that. It could have been anyone else but not Hayato. He didn’t deserve that. Seeing how the young man withstood all the pain and didn’t shout or screaming. If it would have been him, he would have even cried, he probably would have broken down and began begging for mercy but Hayato didn’t. Watching the young boy do all that, he began to think that the student was stronger than anyone else, probably more strong than any adult as well. If he would have been a girl, he surely would have considered Hayato a knight in shining armor, cool and handsome. Heck, Hayato was probably anything a girl could have wanted. Heck, he wanted someone like that in his life. He wanted to be like that.
- I didn’t say it to save you…, Hayato found the courage to complete a full sentence without feeling the need to chock or cough.
- What?!
Ryu suddenly stopped everything he was doing and gazed upon the boy. Hayato was still looking straight up, but his face was redder than before.
- I meant it…, he heard him whisper, before gulping and coughing a bit.
- Wha…
- You are a teacher. I meant everything I said. If you would have saved me, you would have been praised but since you couldn’t, you won’t be. That makes me happy, Hayato let out, his voice barely there.
He was feeling tired again. Trying to talk took all of the little energy he had away. His head was hurting, he knew that staring at the ceiling only made him dizzy again but he couldn’t stand being awake again.
- I don’t believe that and… . they could have killed me but you didn’t …
- If they would have killed you…I would have been blamed.
Hayato finally turned his head a bit in Ryu’s direction and grit his teeth again. Ryu gulped hard when seeing that. Yabuki looked crushed. Laying in bed, covered only by a white, thin sheet so as not to press on his wounds, it felt as if he was going to die any minute now. It made Ryu want to cry. Odagiri wanted to cry but not only because of how destroyed his student looked. The words hurt him more than he expected.
- I’ve had enough of teachers that know only to take credit and blame their students if they fail. I would have been blamed and I can’t allow that. I rather they kill me than to live and hear people say: it was his fault.
Although it came out more like a whisper of the wind, Hayato’s voice cut through everything around him and hit Ryu as hard as if they were spoken with immense anger and accompanied by violence. Actually, it was the calm voice and the serenity in his tone that made those precise words hurt more than anything.
Yabuki let out a “hmph” and then closed his eyes, trying to swallow before chocking on his own saliva. It was hard, hard to breathe, hard to talk, hard to live.
It hurts…
That was all he could think about but no matter what he did, it didn’t go away. In a matter of moments, it turned black again.
The light wasn’t painful. As he attempted opening his eyes again, he found it easier to move. His body felt numb but it was the good type. Someone put him under anesthesia and took away all the pain his body could feel. The silence was blissful even though it made him confused. He still couldn’t move or turn his head around but at least this time he was able to properly swallow and breathe.
As he looked around the room, his eyes stopped upon a slim figure that was standing by the table and preparing some tea. He could see that man’s hands trembling a bit and by looking at the mirror placed above the table, he could see the reflection of the older one. His face looked pale; his eyes were puffy and red, with really big eye bags underneath. The perfectly image of someone who probably hadn’t slept in days. What was worse, that pretty face had a few cuts on it, sign of the beating he received.
Hayato sighed and then licked his lower lip, trying to raise his hand but the pain came back. A small whimper escaped his lips and that caught the attention of the other, making him turn around.
- You’re awake…, a shaken voice filled the room.
This time, Hayato could tell the other was shaken up, hurt and probably in pain. Of course he was. Odagiri received quite a beating himself and Hayato knew just how strong those guys were. It wasn’t his fault, though, so why did he feel bad about it?
- Why are you here? Why did you came back…? Hayato spoke one word at a time, taking small breaths in between.
- I never left.., Ryu smiled, sitting next to the bed, checking his students temperature.
- Hm? School… ?
- I took some days off. Lied and said it was because of family problems. That’s how I motivated ditching classes when I went to look for you.
Hayato closed his eyes in pain. That feeling was there again, that pang, that thing that made his chest hurt a lot. He tried raising his arms to his chest but that made him whimper some more. Ryu quickly stood up and tried figuring out what was happening, but stopped in shock as he saw the younger one pulling his sleeve, holding tight on his hand.
- What hurts?! Where does it hurt? Ryu asked afraid.
- Heart…, don’t leave….
Hayato could take the physical pain but the one that he felt surrounding his heart was different. His heart hurt but not the organ, the soul. A sense of relief took over only when Ryu kneeled down next to his bed and hold his hand back. Everything went black again, but it wasn’t that scary anymore. Not when Ryu was holding his hand.