[RL with Chika] [Backdated to December 8th sry]

[tiedbyfate]

Shito snuck into the dorm without anyone seeing him in his bloody and torn clothing. He wasted no time, grabbing fresh clothes and then all but running to the shower, stripping off all of his clothes and dumping them in a heap, then beginning to scrub himself down

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[tiedbyfate]

If Chika called him an idiot again, Shito was going to rip his own hand off of him just to shoot him. Seriously.

"Yes, they just showed up and jumped me," Shito said. "And whether or not I suffer is my own business."

He reached for his fresh underwear.

"It must be nice for you," he added tonelessly. "Not having a fucking clue."

[tiedbydestiny]

That earned him a non-plussed look. "Fucking right I don't have a clue," Chika muttered, totally baffled now. He was obviously missing an important part of this conversation, and it wasn't because he was stupid. Shito wasn't telling him something. Probably several somethings. And he was making out like Chika was an idiot for not knowing it.

Asshole.

"And it's my fucking business too, prick," he snapped, deciding to stick to the part of the conversation he was on firm footing with. "I told you! Like fucking HELL it won't affect you in a fight. We don't heal that fast, not without Yuuta."

[tiedbyfate]

Shito pulled on his pants, hiding the ugly wounds in his thighs.

"It's not your business," he said firmly. "I can fight rings around you, wounded or not. So since you don't actually give a fuck about anything except what affects your bottom line, you can go fuck yourself, Akatsuki."

"Fuck yourself right to hell. You can't make me go to Yuuta, and if you tell anyone about this, I will kill you."

This time, it had not been an idle threat.

[tiedbydestiny]

"You're the one who doesn't have a fucking clue," Chika snarled back, hands clenched into fists at his side. Only the memory of the broken way Shito had asked him - begged him - to let go kept him from grabbing the other boy's arm again. "I'll tell whoever I wanna tell. It can either be Yuuta, or the whole fucking dorm - your choice."

It wasn't that he was worried about the asshole. Of course not. That would be ridiculous. It was just... there were standards they needed to uphold. Or something. It all made sense inside Chika's head, but he just knew it would sound stupid if he tried to explain.

[tiedbyfate]

Shito froze at the other boy's words, holding his shirt in his hands. He turned, finally, and looked up at Chika. "You...wouldn't," he murmured hesitantly, but then wondered why he even questioned it. Why shouldn't Chika tell the whole damn world if he thought it would get him something?

With quick, angry movements he pulled his shirt over his head. "Why don't you just mind your own business?" he demanded, as much hopelessness as anger in his voice. "Why do you have to get your own way all the time!"

"Can't you fucking back off for once, Akatsuki? You have to try to control me even when I've just been raped!?"

And he reared back and punched Chika right in the face.