Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/4734326. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Category: F/M, M/M Fandom: 終わりのセラフ_|_Owari_no_Seraph_|_Seraph_of_the_End Relationship: Hyakuya_Mikaela/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, Hiiragi_Mahiru/Ichinose_Guren, Hiiragi_Shinya/Ichinose_Guren, Ferid_Bathory/Hyakuya_Mikaela, Ferid Bathory/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, René_Simm/Lacus_Welt Character: Hyakuya_Mikaela, Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, Hiiragi_Shinya, Ichinose_Guren, Hiiragi_Mahiru, Hiiragi_Tenri, Ferid_Bathory, Other_Character_Tags_to_Be Added, Hanayori_Sayuri, Lacus_Welt, Hyakuya_Akane, Hiiragi_Shinoa, Krul Tepes, René_Simm, Hiiragi_Kureto Additional Tags: What_Have_I_Done, Alternate_Universe, Puppets_&_Puppeteers, Child_Abuse, Sexual_Abuse, Physical_Abuse, Emotional/Psychological_Abuse, Control, People_are_controlled_like_puppets, Threats_of_Rape/Non-Con, Punishment, Forced_Marriage, Forced_Prostitution, Forbidden_Love, Implied/Referenced Alcohol_Abuse/Alcoholism, Twisted, You_Have_Been_Warned, Don't_Like_Don't Read, This_is_going_to_be_fucked_up, Other_Additional_Tags_to_Be_Added, Dark, soul_mates, Eventual_Smut, Minor_Character_Death, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide_Attempt, Implied/Referenced_Self-Harm, Triggers, Rape, Eventual_Fluff, Suicide, Angst_and_Feels, Despair, added_an_extra chapter, extra_fluff_chapter Stats: Published: 2015-09-05 Completed: 2015-11-02 Chapters: 19/19 Words: 38841 ****** Feigned Obedience ****** by SilentPsycho Summary There are two kinds of people in the world, those being controlled like puppets, and the cruel controlling puppeteers. Yuuichirou is the son of an alcoholic man, so beautiful despite all the torture. Mikaela is the toy of a sick man, both mind and heart shattered like glass. Shinya is the future of the Hiiragi, his eyes were full of despair. Guren is a simple nobody, a low branch, lost and broken. They all had many things in common, they were puppets. They fake it all. The smiles, the joy, and obedience. They bottle up every emotion inside due to the life determined for them, which obviously wasn't healthy. Hopefully they all find happiness with their destined lovers, but that wasn't such an easy task... ***** A Sick Little Game ***** Chapter Notes See the end of the chapter for notes Just do everything as told and it will all be okay. From day one it was always keep silence and obey every command given by the mouth of the puppeteers. Every command must be seen through till the end until another is given. Noback talking, no free choiceof will. Always listen to the ones with the upper hand and avoid all punishment.   The day Yuuichirou opened his dull looking green eyes to the world, the first thing he saw was the figure of his puppeteer after months of not recalling a thing. The figure was much taller, at first caring, and sweet. The figure, his father, taught him everything. From the day he could start remembering he’s been there and teaching him how to speak, basic knowledge, and then it all started.   “Are you talking back?!” The man shouted in a gruff voice with a hand raised high in the air.   Yuuichirou shook his head, tears rolling down his broken eyes. He pressed his lips together tightly, fearing that a sound might slip from his mouth. He keep his eyes glued to his father, never breaking contact or daring to close his eyes and so he let the tears sting his eyes. The man, his puppeteer let his hand drop to his side.   He ran his large hand through his son’s hair, “Good boy… now go get something to eat, I will be off to work…” he grumbled as he handed Yuuichirou some money, his breath smelled of beer, “…Go against me and you will regret your decision for the rest of your live, you hear me?”   “…Y-yes…” Yuuichirou whispered. His body was shaking as he grasped the money tightly.   “Good, now go, be back before sunset…” He began to walk away and looked over his shoulder, “…or else”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Only a few were bound to the puppeteers. Their souls were wrapped in the strings that were connected to them. If they refused to listened, they would still its host, waiting for punishment. They were different, but they were living indeed. The unlucky were cursed for life and by law were to listen to those that controlled them.   Yet it didn’t entirely have to be the puppeteer one was born to which was usually the parents. The control over the cursed ones could be handed to another. Any would do.   Mikaela sat at the corner of his room, his head resting against the cold wall, his blue eyes staring at that locked door without any life. His skin was almost white that made him look like a porcelain doll. He felt nothing at all. He knew the rules to this little sick world. Hush, listen, obey, and never object, do it to survive.   The door became unlocked and out of instinct, the blonde boy stood up, his dull dead eyes still remaining to the door. Like a zombie, he walked to the center of the room, hands resting at the side. Ragged clothes were barely clinging onto his body. He blinked, standing properly, chin up and face so emotionless, his arms now resting behind his small back.   “…Good to see that you finally understand what to do…” The man walked in, silver hair flowing behind as he walked up to Mikaela. He ran his gloved hand through the boy’s hair, “My dear child… I will allow you a few moments of freedom outside. You may buy yourself some food to fatten up…”   “Thank you Lord Ferid…” Mikaela said in monotone as he held his hand out, blue eyes staring into those vicious red eyes. “You are so kind…”   “If you have trouble, don’t hesitate to call me, I will pick you up and we can have a niceride home”   “Alright…”   Ferid handed the child a wad of cash and walked out, waving at him, “Buy yourself some new clothing as well… I’ll see you tonight”   Mikaela grasped the money against his hand and scowled once he was gone. He walked out of his bedroom, putting on the usual emotionless face. He had to not smile, cry, or scream in utter frustration and anger as it will make all the pain worse. Keep it all bottled up, no one will notice. Especially since he’s done it for a while.   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   The puppeteers were able to obtain more than one puppet. It did not matter as they practically ruled the world where only a few were free. Yet free or not, one still had to obey to the laws that were in fact created by these monsters. A once puppet was a rare sighting indeed, but just because they were free from control did not mean they could be again under one’s control again.   There was always that chance that a puppet could become free from all the control. Yet that was a difficult task to uphold. Puppets were indeed bound to law and puppeteers, but there was one other thing they were bound to, a reason they were never allowed out.   “Mahiru… Shinya you two are to marry each other within two weeks” The tall old yet buff man stated as he stared at the three teens, his eyes mostly set on his daughter and his adopted son.   “Yes father” Shinya automatically stated, but inside he objected the idea.   “I will not!” Mahiru snapped as her brown eyes glared at the man who was taken aback by his usually obedient child.   The man scowled, “It’s because of him!” he glared at the black hair teen, standing there, motionless. “Mahiru you aren’t allowed to marry a low branch! Do not defy my orders!”   “I will not marry some guy I do not love!” Mahiru shouted and walked up to the other teen, wrapping her arms around his still body. “I would rather marry Guren!”   Guren didn’t move, knowing that anything he did would result in terrible punishment. The man rolled his eyes, “…Do you love her Guren?” Tenri asked.   Mahiru stared into her lover’s violet eyes, hopeful for his response being equal as hers. “…I do… but I wish not to defy you…” he said without any hesitance, his eyes looking determined, “Even if Mahiru was to marry Shinya I will love her as she will with me… so it does not matter what you do”   “Let’s see if those strings ever loosen up…” He grumbled, “Maybe the love is indeed one-sided…”   “…It is not…”   “…Hmph… either way Mahiru you’re still marrying Shinya, that’s final”   The man left the area, leaving his three dear puppets in the silence. Shinya stared at the two, his blue eyes half lidded from the sight of the two hugging. Yet his eyes briefly met up with those violet eyes, seeing a hint of light in them. He smiled faintly before walking away, knowing he was to marry someone he did not love.   A puppet was only able to become free from the strings of control if their feelings were returned. If they had indeed found the one that the other string was bound, their soul mates. The string of control tends to loosen up and the puppets soon fall free if they had found the one. Yet the puppeteers knew who the soul mateof their puppets were, and would always make attempts to prevent to lose their control. Such a sickand sad world they live in.   It was like a little game. One either lives a life of freedom, or fall into the hands of their puppeteers, forever to be controlled. Play the cards right, and it will all be okay, hopefully. Chapter End Notes Sorry not Sorry? As you can see from the tags, this will be something somewhat very dark, hopefully not too much. You can avoid reading any further if you like. This will be different from my other fanfics as you can tell, like way different. I got this idea from listening to a few songs, mostly I had "Little Game" by BENNY on repeat Damn I don't know if I should continue this, ehhh why not, fuck it I will! ***** This Pain ***** Chapter Notes Song that inspired me to make this chapter is "Keep Myself Alive" by Get Scared Enjoy~ See the end of the chapter for more notes This was the only chance to do anything. Yuuichirou ran to the nearby market, out of breath after two minutes into the run. He placed his hand over his chest, breathing rapidly and heavily. For a boy his age, he was deemed unfit, nearly bones that can be broken by just mere sticks and stones. Yet he could easily pass off as a doll.   His green eyes had that hint of light only a few may notice. His fair skin was ever so smooth and clear of anything. Yet under his clothing it was anything, but perfect. Scars and deep bruises were all over his chest, back, and stomach. It was hidden away by nice looking clothing to give him that look of utter perfection and beauty, just as a beautiful puppet was to be.   Yuuichirou walked into the store and bought a bag filled to its fullest with junk food. The clerk gave him a look of confusion at the sight of chips, soda, and candy, believing that the boy was one to be fit due to his small slim frame. He did look like one to stay in a healthy shape, but it wasn’t his choice to do so…   As he walked out the store he bumped into someone and winced in pain. Yuuichirou felt the pain in his upper arm after falling to the ground. He glanced to see a blonde around his age on the ground, wincing in pain as well. Their eyes meet, staring deep into each other. Yuuichirou blushed at the sight of those strange looking yet beautiful sky blue eyes. They seemed so lifeless at first, but with a few seconds into staring into them it felt easy to read this kid.   Mikaela stared at the raven haired boy as he stood up, holding his hand out, “I-I’m sorry…” he whispered, looking down at his shoes to break the eye contact.   “…Its okay” Yuuichirou grasped the other’s hand and got back up on his feet. “…You have nice eyes…”   “E-eh… thanks” Mikaela finally looked up to notice to green eyes up close. They looked like two bright glowing orbs. “…Y-yours too… they’re very pretty”   “Thanks…” Yuuichirou blushed and averted his gaze, “Well bye…”   With that the raven haired boy walked away. He took notice of the sun already beginning to set and knew that one way, or another that his father will find out that he did not follow an order through. Yuuichirou ran back home, too afraid to defy his puppeteer.   Mikaela watched as the boy disappeared off into the distance. He felt a dull pain just on his chest, probably from bumping into the green eyed kid. There was something about him, about those eyes that made his heart race. He could not explain it, but it was something he hasn’t felt for so long. Yet he brushed it off and went to go buy some food.   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   A loud slap echoed through the empty house. Yuuichirou felt the stinging on his cheek, burning like fire. He was terrified to do anything, to scare to move his trembling limbs. His tear stained green eyes, dull once again looked up at his father, towering over him. He said he would be going to work. He said he would leave. He lied.   Yuuichirou let out a chocked sob, scared right out of his broken mind. “…I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” He sobbed, no he begged as he got on his knees with a hand still over his bruised cheek. Listen, listen, always listen, you must listen!   “Good for nothing demon!” The man screamed as he picked up his son by the neck and off his feet. He glared at him with cold eyes before just slamming him into a nearby wall with full force. It hurt so terribly bad.   No one would hear obviously and he could not hold back everything. The boy screamed at the top of his lungs in pure agony from the physical and mental pain from inside. His head was first to hit the wall which left an obvious deep and newly wound. He was dropped instantly and hit the floor hard. The pain should be something he should be used to… no he shouldn’t ever be used to this. All of this!   It would never end. It’s not going to end and Yuuichirou knew it when he first took step inside the hellhe sadly called home. There were tons of bottles scattered around the place and just in a span of fifteen minutes of him being gone to the market, his father had consumed a ton of bottles. Most of these empty bottles were from yesterday. It was the same old routine.   Everything was a lie; the smiles, the false sense of security, and the hope that wasn’t even there to begin with! It was all a lie and he just always fell for it days after days after days! It all took a turn for the worse, no puppet had a lived a life a joy, no they were like slaves. They could never object because it wasn’t even an option!   Yuuichirou just cried it all out, the pain, anger, and frustration of his entire life. The pain from inside was worse than what was outside, the oozing blood felt so relieving oddly. It felt amazing and it was like a sign that more could bring him to the eternal sleep he had so desiredever since his mother died. The woman he even dared to call his mother was not one he had hoped for like the ones he has seen, she was the same as him.   Monsters, that’s all what the puppeteers were. Yuuichirou let out another scream as he felt a foot pressing against his arm, adding pressure by the minute. The sudden snap is what brought the boy into a mess. He was nothing, he was shattered, both in and out. All he could do was cry, his arm practically useless, bones shattered like his feeble mindand heart.   “Yeah keep screaming! No one would come and get you!” The man snapped as he kicked Yuuichirou on his stomach, knocking out all the wind from his lungs. Yuuichirou desperately gasped for air, letting out chocked cries and small pleas. “SHUT UP!”   “…Stop… please” Yuuichirou cried as he tried to get up, his green eyes looking up at his father so helplessly. Blood was trickling out from his opened mouth, mixing with drool that began to pool onto the wooden floorboards.   “You fucking met up with him!”   Him? Yuuichirou stared at his father in pure confusion, before another wave of pain washed over his body. For just a second, just a minor moment he remembered a color he found genuinely nice. Beautiful to be exact. The color of the clear skies that he loved glancing upon whenever he had the chance to step foot outside. He was starting to lovethe shade of blue in the kid’s eyes that he had bumped into.   Those eyes, large, dead looking, yet so beautiful. Yuuichirou fell into instant unconsciousness as he felt a sharp blow to his head and the last thing he heard was glass shattering. The man stood over him, hand shaking as he raised it up to run it over his mess of hair. He let out a low chuckle at the sight of his son, lying there on the ground, bleeding.   It was everywhere, especially around the glass shards that stuck through his head. His arm was bent in such an unnatural way. Despite that, he indeed looked so beautiful. The red brought out the fairness of his skin. A shattered puppet he was indeed. No matter what, he would never lose that beauty.   The man grinned, “…I need to get more money…” he crouched before his bleeding soon, running his hand through his cheeks, “…and you’ll just do great Yuuichirou”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Take a deep breath now, hewon’t do anything. Not tonight, not tonight. Mikaela remained huddled up in the usual corner of the room. He wrapped his arms around himself tightly, shaking, hoping that nothing would happen today. Upon returning, Ferid did not looked as pleased upon seeing him. It was perplexing. If he was pissed at him it would mean that he wouldn’t do anything to him, or something terrible was in store. Great more pain…   Mikaela just let the tears roll down his cheeks, memories flashing of all of the men he’s belonged to over the past four years of his life. The day he could remember was the day he first felt like nothing matter anymore. His world was completely shattered from that day.   His perception on pain had entirely changed. When he thought that the worse pain was being hit by the ones that were to love you unconditionally became childish compared to being violated sexually. The moment he was locked, in a room like he was now, held down by brute force as he screamed, begged, and cried was the last time he could feel secure.   The blood, the way the cold hands of his handlers would roam throughout his body would still bring shivers down his spine. The way their tongues would lick up his body, mouth sucking upon every bit of his pale flesh, and leaving marks that would last for days. To be pounded from behind mercilessly, feeling as the cocks of those that fucked him would tear him apart at any given moment. If it only it did! Mikaela slammed his fists against the cold tile ground and screamed in frustration. He wanted to be dead. He no longer wanted to live a life of being controlled. It was torture! He had enough. His blood was pumping, no it was boiling in anger, and his desire was burning like the pain he had become accustomed to. He was tired, tired of it all, eight years of fucking torture and he’s hadenough!   The door suddenly opened. Mikaela froze up, his heart and breathing stopping almost entirely. He trembled, wishing, praying to toss away everything away, to rid of all his feelings. He cursed himself for letting himself cry, for letting out every bottled up emotion.   “Mikaela…” Ferid called out dangerously, “…Oh look… you hurt yourself… let’s mask that pain with another~”   Mikaela let out a small whimper and stood up, his body obeying the man, but his mind refusing. He looked up at the man, eyes puffed from crying so much. “…Yes…Ferid…” he responded shamelessly. He looked down, refusing to stare into those eyes, reminding him of the color he had hated the most. “…Destroy… my world…”   He wanted his world to become destroyed, so the day he died, he would feel glad. His world was nothing. All that he knew was sex. All he knew was this horrid pain. EVERYTHING HE KNEW FROM THE DAY HE WAS BORN WAS OBEDIENCE!   Yet that’s when a short memory flashed. He blinked, remembering the color he had found quite beautiful; green. To him they were like two bright green stars, ever so bright like a chance of hope was in them. That boy with black hair looked so beautiful… his skin was smooth, he wanted to touch it, but no matter how much he wanted to do so, he couldn’t.   “Let’s go Mika…”   “…Yes sir…”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~   It felt too real to be true. Guren stood there amongst the crowd of onlookers with tuxes and beautiful gowns. His violet eyes looked ever so dead at the scene. The music began to play. Every note hit on the piano just another second passing. Guren looked over his shoulder as the music began to play. There standing there, almost at the brink of tears stood Mahiru.   The dear puppet’s ashen hair had been done up in a bun. Her large brown eyes were filled with held back tears, her very own soul looking shattered. She stared down the aisle, a red carpet rolled out over to the white altar, where her future husband stood. Shinya was the same as her, yet he remained the emotionless man he had learned to become. His blue eyes as well had lost its vibrant hue. To them three, it was the end of their hopes and dreams.   They were cursed to be the pawns of their puppeteer, everything said must go. There was no rebelling against orders. Punishment was terrible and painful, especially within the Hiiragi family. Yet the thing that made punishment worse was the fact that it was usually done in front of many people, so they could die from all embarrassment and shame to be in such a vulnerable state.   Mahiru glanced over to Guren for one last time, forcing a smile and batting her brown eyes at him, attempting to look beautiful. To Guren, she was already beautiful, but she was to marry another, his friend. Do as told… do as told.   It felt like a whole hour as Mahiru walked down the aisle with Tenri by her side. She made herself look happy, the guests clapping at her beauty and that this day that was to be remembered. A day of joy and a start of a lifetime of pure sadness. All three indeed felt that same, Shinya obviously disapproved of this, but he didn’t have much of an option.   Thus the wedding continued. Everyone had taken their seats, their eyes glued on the future wedded couple. Their eyes filled with hope that one day they would have such a lovely wedding as today. They didn’t take notice of how the future husband of Mahiru was. He wasn’t smiling, his blue eyes were dull. They were thought to be soul mates in the eyes of the guests, but truth be told they were not.   The priest spoke, reciting the lines and so on. Every word announced loudly, made Shinya’s heart race, knowing it was like a countdown into a life he did not want. Always listen to the puppeteers. Yet only the bravest and willing to break the law were the most capable. Yet they were always the broken.   Guren could not explain why his heart was aching so terribly. It wasn’t at the sight of his lover standing there under the altar. It was the fact she was holding hands with Shinya, but he was just his best friend. He should be happy for his best friend. Yet it hurt so much to see him getting married. It was just painful, but he didn’t know why? Chapter End Notes I have no words about what I just wrote... >-> I just wrote what was on my mind. I have a feeling this will only get darker so I changed the rating just in case. See you guys in the next update ***** Breaking ***** Chapter Notes Yeah I'm just going to keep putting up songs I listened to while making these chapters~ "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" Green Day "Broken Man" Hawthorne Heights Well enjoy the chapter, or not because man is this is terrible than the previous chapter, there are warnings for a reason, so don't say I didn't warn you~ See the end of the chapter for more notes The room was dark. There were no windows around to allow any light that came from the moonlight outside. The door was locked shut with multiple locks so that any attempts to escape would be all in vain. It would beyond stupid to think of something impossible. It was always like that, especially ever since Mikaela tried to leave the pitch black room from the first day he was given to Ferid.   “…Ah…” Mikaela moaned out softly as he felt like his entire body was burning up, it was practically up in flames. Yet he knew this sensation, it was all too familiar. He let out a shaky breath as he grew accustomed to the throbbing large cock inside him. “…F-Ferid…”   Ferid let out a low chuckle as he gripped the boy’s small hips. “That’s right Mika… moan for me” he huskily whispered as he began to pull away. He loved the way the young child would clench around him, the way those walls were still yet tight and dry around his member. He would never grow old to the feeling.   Mikaela bit his lip and began to mentally count to remain silent, and sane as possible. He may have grown accustomed to being fucked, no, raped by these guys, but he would never want to remember it all like the back of his hand. He knew the sensation of throbbing member and how it would enter him at a painful pace so he could feel it in its entirety.   He indeed wanted his world to be destroyed and mean nothing, but the picture of the boy with the green eyes always appeared, like it was right now. Ferid began to pound into the tight velvet walls at a fast pace, holding the boy down in an iron grip so he could not jerk or struggle. The grip on the boy’s pale and thin body would indeed leave marks that would last for days. The usual.   Every second passing felt like a full hour of this torture. Small pained gasps slipped out from Mikaela’s lips, tears spilling from his eyes at the brute force of Ferid’s thrusts. This man was worse than all his previous puppeteers. He would never slow his pace down just one bit and would just merciless shove his cock in and out of him.   This burning and pain is something Mikaela could not ignore. He just cried in pure agony as he reached over to grab a hold of the other by the shoulder. He kept trying to think of something, anything, but the situation he was in at the moment. Yet every single thrust brought him back to the reality he never wished to return to.   Luckily, it all endedquickly for this night when Mikaela lost all consciousness. The boy didn’t even take notice of the mixture of cum and blood tricking out down his bruised pale thighs. Well it was the same feeling, wasn’t it?   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   The days seemed to have dragged longer than usual for some reason and on occasions time itself felt like it just stopped all together. Maybe it was at the realization that just suddenly struck as the church bells chimed once again. Guren blinked, finding himself at what seemed to be the reception party of… Mahiru’s and Shinya’s wedding.   He scowled, hating himself for not stopping it when he had the chance. The entire wedding was just a huge blur, but he can recall his heart aching so badly to see those two holding hands, but it ached because he saw Shinya. They weren’t happy, none of them were. Their fates have been sealed when Shinya and Mahiru closed the gaps between their lips, kissing for just one second before pulling away in utter disgust.   This life, this sense of loss… it hurt terribly to the bone. Every inch of their soul felt like they just shattered entirely because they were tooafraidto even stop the control over them. Yet doubt began running through Guren’s mind at the possibility that he was not in fact Mahiru’s soul mate. Something inside just toldhim.   “Hey…” A voice suddenly spoke up.   Guren looked up to see Shinya standing there, blue eyes looking away and puffed as if he had been crying. “…You okay…?” he asked.   “…Yeah…” Shinya mumbled as he took his seat in front of the black haired male, “I’m sorry I haven’t talked to you for like weeks… Tenri didn’t want me talking to you…”   “Its fine I guess…” Guren let out a sigh and rested his chin against his hand. He stared into those blue eyes, wondering what made Shinya cry because it seemed like the young male was crying for hours. “…Is there any alcohol…”   Shinya shook his head and chuckled, “We’re just sixteen… I wish there was”   “This shit is lame…”   “True”   The two sat there in silence, enjoying the music that was playing in the background. The guests were dancing around together. Usually the bride and the groom would be dancing as well, but the bride was nowhere to be found. It was quite strange to the guests that she wasn’t around her husband since it was quite common, well to them.   It sparked worry in Guren’s heart when he could not catch sight of her. He remembered the look in her eyes before she even walked down the altar. Her beautiful brown eyes were filled to the brim with tears threatening to fall and mess up her make-up, but it never happened. There was something else that Guren just realized that he should’ve done something.   Guren stood up abruptly and looked at Shinya, “Where’s Mahiru!?” He asked with his voice filled with concern.   “…She… went upstairs” Shinya said as he raised a brow in confusion. “Why…”   “Oh god…”   “Guren w—”   Before the two could even continue their chat there was an ear splitting scream that echoed through the night. All the music and cheers stopped, an eerie silence filling the room. Guren was the first to take action and ran out the area, Shinya following close by. They did not listen when Tenri commanded them to stop, for this one time they weren’t going to listen.   Upon opening the exit to the building Guren’s heart just sank to his stomach at the sight before him. “NO!” He shouted in fear and a sudden struck of pain. Tears began to fall from his dull violet eyes as he dropped to his knees as he began to just scream. “MAHIRU!”    Shinya brought his hand up to his mouth that was wide open in shock and horror. A day that was to be remembered by the guests as a joyful and happy memory just took a turn into a something no one would ever wish to remember. This unfortunate event, a tragedy at the result of hopes and dreams shattered at the hands of a puppeteer, was before their eyes.   Everyone was speechless at the sight of the bride, brown eyes rolled back, drool, and blood were trickling out her mouth. Her dress was torn up, revealing her thin body covered in fresh gashes all over that stained the remaining fabric clinging onto her body. It was undeniable that the young teen was dead from the look of her pale skin and the way her neck was bent at such an angle that could leave one paralyzed, but in this case it killed her as the fall was from two stories high.   The white haired teen walked over to Guren and crouched down before him, setting a hand gently behind his back. “It’ll be alright Guren…”   Guren slapped the other’s hand away and glared at him, “You can’t bring her back!!” He screamed, “She’s dead Shinya! Nothing is alright!”   Shinya’s brows furrowed as he averted his gaze. Everything was not alright. It was true. Nothing was ever going to be the alright, it neverwill! The teen stood up and stifled a nervous laugh that brought Guren into utter confusion. He stared at the black haired teen, tears streaming down his face. “You’re right… Maybe if I hadn’t showed up in the first place… everything would be alright…”   Without another word exchanged Shinya quickly ran away, ignoring Tenri’s orders and Guren calling out to him. He ran as fast as he could upon hearing his father shout at Kureto to go after him. He will never be left alone. He just wanted to disappear, to return to that life he had without even knowing the Hiiragi or Guren. He was nothing, but a burdenat this point after all.   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Isn’t the best feeling being at the edge of a cliff, at thebrink of death one has desired for long... Yet each time, without any hesitance, something is always pulling you away from that edge. Not to save you, but to watch you wallow in pain longer than usual? To continue living a life that one has never chosen to begin with!? To feel utter defeat at all the futile attempts to a thought to be an easy escape?!   Yuuichirou woke up from what felt like years. He sat up from bed, his head throbbing terribly. After seconds back in reality, the boy just started crying, wishing to never have woken up to the world he had hated for so long. He wanted to continue his time within the dreams that would never happen to begin with, but one could only hope it would happen, right?   He rubbed his eyes and looked around to see that he was in some room he didn’t know of. Tears still rolled down his pale bruised cheek. He took notice of the way he looked in the mirror set right in front of the bed he was placed in. It must’ve been long since he’s ever been awake honestly. It would explain the IV hooked up to his veins.   “BASTARD!” Yuuichirou screamed as he tried to reach to pull the IV from his veins, but his wrists were being held back. His green broken eyes widen at the sight of cuffs around his wrists, chains reaching up to the bedpost. “N-no!”   His small body began to tremble uncontrollably as he began tugging at his restraints. The tears never stopped spilling from his eyes as he just let out cries in fear of the thoughts of a terrible outcome to this. Situations like this never ended in something that was not pain. His whole life revolved around pain and this seemed like the next level of a new hell he was going to experience.   The door to the room opened, bringing hope in the boy’s broken heart, but he wrong as his eyes fell upon his father, standing beside a middle-aged man. “…No… dad… please… I’m sorry” Yuuichirou cried, “Get me out… T-this is not funny!”   “When have I ever jokedaround…Yuuichirou” His father chuckled, his voice lingering with malice. “If you’re sorry… then you would show my friend a good time”   “Dad…no…no…please anything but that!!!”   Yuuichirou’s father turned to face the man who handed him a stack of cash at hand, “Enjoy him to your liking~” he looked over at his crying and pleading son, “…See you tomorrow morning, hope you don’t break”   The minute the door was shut, Yuuichirou just screamed as the man suddenly just pounced on him like prey. He kicked and tugged at the chains with a sudden burst of energy. Yet all that he did was all pointless as his clothes were ripped off in a swift. Yuuichirou cried, screamed, and begged at the weird sensation of the man’s fingers just shoved up his entrance without a warning, stretching him as best as possible.   He did not like this, he wanted this to end. He wanted to be saved, but no one will save him. The puppets were slaves, it was all they were. They were not to be saved, this was like a punishment. A horrible and traumatizing punishment. A lesson that would always remain in the boy’s mind, forever until the day it could be replaced with another. Yet this one being his first ever, would stick for the long run.   The beautiful puppet let out strained cries and hoarse pleas, his body rocking along with the painful thrusts from the man. He felt like his body was ready to tear in half, he was breaking in ways he never expected. Yuuichirou cried from the unbearable burn, from the way the man’s hand gripped his trembling legs, spreading them wider.   A sudden snap and sharp pain in his leg caused the eight year old to scream with all his might. His left leg fell limp against the man’s grip. Yuuichirou cried and cried, wishing for this living nightmare… to just end. For the blood trickling out of his ass to keep on flowing so he can die from the blood loss, at least pass out. He could no longer scream as he could only let out gasps, his throat feeling strained from the shouting and screaming he did.   When this torture had ended, Yuuichirou lied there on the bed, body bruised, left leg aching so terribly to even move or touch, and blood, drool, and tears stained the bed sheets under. Yuuichirou closed his eyes, wanting to pass out, but his wish never came true. He just cried silently in the overwhelmingagony throughout his body.   For just one moment he finally looked up at this man’s eyes, noticing that he had blue eyes. This only brought Yuuichirou to remember those eyes he was beginning to miss. The shade of blue in the man’s eyes was different from the boy’s. He hated the dark shade of them. It disgusted him, they weren’t bright like the kid had and they weren’t beautiful despite looking ever so dead.   “He’s right, no matter what happens, you’ll still look beautiful” the man grinned as he stroked the child’s cheek, “…Maybe I should recommend one of my acquaintances to come here…”   “…N-no…please…” Yuuichirou managed to choke out.   “…Funny… you remind me of my son before I sold him off…” The man chuckled, “… you both look so broken… and the desire in your eyes of wanting to just die…but alas… that. Will. Never. Ever. Happen”   “Huh…”   “It’ll be so amusing to see you met your soul mate… looking so…broken… ruined… and terrified,just likehim. Oh how much I will pay to see that day arrive!” he walked out the room and slammed the door shut, leaving poor Yuuichirou in pure agony, lying there for another to break him more than he is now.   Yuuichirou just continued to cry, trying to remain at good spirits to forget everything that had happened to him, but on his mind, he questioned whether the man actually knew about his soul mate… and about who was this guy’s son. Chapter End Notes Well I didn't plan to have both Mika and Yuu raped :/ but I wrote it anyways and damn was it hard for me to write those scenes, I wasn't even trying. I think it's obvious who the guy that raped Yuu is, like it should be, kinda fucked up don't you think? Well Mahiru is dead now and Shinya just ran away feeling like a burden. So much weight for Guren to bare Yeah I don't think this story isn't going to be anywhere near from being happy soon Well see you guys in the next update~ ***** At Fault ***** Chapter Notes Song for this chapter: "Not Strong Enough" by Apocalyptica Well enjoy the chapter mates~ It hurt, it still hurt. Yuuichirou sat at the edge of the bed, the same bed he would always bleed upon on a daily basis. It’s been almost a year now. For every single day his father had always found a customer to have his way with him, or just torture him with toys he was not fond of as the torture would always last longer. Yet why should even care at this point.   The nine year old stared at the wall with soulless green eyes. He glanced at the door that opened, expecting it to be someone, a customer to say the least, but it was just his father. “…Get up and pack up the shit you have” he grumbled.   “…But I have nothing” Yuuichirou mumbled, tilting his head in confusion, “…Did you forget you took everything… from me…”   “Hmph…that’s right… well let’s go”   “Yes…sir”   He no longer feared his father. All his fear disappeared like the rest of his emotions. He no longer had a world of his own, it was just a world where he had to be pleasing his father’s customers. He had forgotten the color of the skies and the shade of the kid’s blue eyes. Everything was a blur, he could not recall as much things from the past, only the pain he had endured countless days every morning and every night. He can’t even remember the last time he has ever had a niceand peaceful sleep.   Never again did Yuuichirou question his father. He just followed him like the obedient puppet he was supposed to be. Well he was honestly just pretending in order to survive until that faithful day arrives when he meets his end… or until he meets that soul mate, but he knew that was quite the far-fetched dream. He indeed desired to be loved, to be free and being able to choose his own life, but it was neverbound to happen.     ~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Ever since Mahiru’s suicide, no one within the Hiiragi family spoke much. They just went about with their daily routine and business. As for Shinya, he hasn’t been anywhere in sight. Guren never knew what had happened to him and for the entire year the strings that kept him being controlled seemed to have tightened up around his soul, almost to the point it was physically painful. Just when he felt like the strings have loosened up from loving Mahiru…he thought he had a chance at freedom, but that chance was never even there.     Guren walked to the manor after a long day of school, still no sight of Shinya anywhere. The household never spoke about his name, not a single word. It was like he never existedjust like Mahiru. This practically left him as one of the only puppets left within the household, even if he wasn’t really a part of this family by blood, he was still considered a member. After all, he was the last of the Ichinose family, currently under control.   As he walked upstairs into his room, relieved that he wasn’t given an order, he just lied down in bed. He stared at the white ceiling like the usual, his mind always wondering about Shinya. “…Where the fuck did you go…” He whispered to himself, “…Geez…”   There was a knock on the door, “Oi, Guren! My dad wants to talk to you!” Kureto shouted from behind the closed bedroom door. “Some important shit you’re going to be involved in, so you better obey!”   “…I’ll go in five minutes…” Guren grumbled.   “HE SAID NOW!”   Guren groaned in annoyance as he sat up, “Fine! Since when did you turn into my puppeteer!”   “Well given to the fact that I was born not a puppet and being the future head of this place, it gives me control over you!” Kureto snapped.   “I bet you would’ve forced Shinya into doing sexual acts to you”   “You shut your mouth about Shinya!”   Guren went up to the door and opened it, glaring daggers at the male, “Oh so you finally said the god forbidden name! Bravo!” he sarcastically announced.   Kureto scoffed, “We say his name almost all the time! Obviously not in front of the depressing emo shit that you are!”   “Tch, since when was I emo, yeah I’m depressed about what fucking happened, but that doesn’t automatically categorize me as one of them!”   “Just go to my dad’s office and let’s just drop this for this one time, I got business to attend to…”   “Fine by me” With that Guren purposely shoved Kureto aside as he walked out his room, slamming the door to his bedroom shut in the process.   He despisedthe Hiiragi family so badly. Aside from Mahiru and her younger sister he rarely saw, he wanted them to all rot in hell. He wanted them to suffer the painhe was going through. For just one day, one minute at least, he wanted their faces to contort in the same shame and suffering he’s gone through under their control. To feel everything that was hurting inside him!   As the seventeen year old reached the office door belonging to Tenri and entered. The minute he entered he immediately made eye contact with the man that controlled him. “…Take a seat Guren” Tenri instructed. Guren did as told and sat on the chair set in front of the desk, “…So…given to the circumstances that had happened a year ago, I have chosen you to marry someone as no other girl seems to want to date Kureto”   Guren just burst into laughter, “Seriously! Ha! That idiot!” he let out a deep breath in order to calm himself down and stared at Tenri once again. “…Tell me… who am I to marry… because last time I wanted to marry someone… you said I’ll nevermarry”   “I did say that so I will not take that as an act of defiance… but tell me this… did you truly love Mahiru… dearly to your heart…”   “…I did…”   “Then I shall tell you why you never got that freedom… obviously she wasn’t your soul mate…”   “Yeah… obviously”   Tenri let out a sigh, “She was born without a string tied to the one she was destined to be with, no matter what, she would’ve been controlled for the rest of her life…” he stared into those violet eyes that for once seemed interested in what he was saying, “As for Shinya… due to the events of last year, that string has disappeared for him… it has faded and you were the one that caused it to happen”   This pain inside Guren began building up. He really did miss Shinya, he kept him happy, but to know that he had affected the male hurtinside… it was making him that think that it was all his faultthat Shinya ran away…   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Yuuichirou was staring out from the car window after a long five hour drive away from his prison. When he first took a step out of the place he had been locked in for a year was indeed not his home. His father had taken him away somewhere, possibly another city to be exact, but now, now they were returning back to their real home. This just brought the boy into utter confusion.   He didn’t know why his father had decided to take them back home. He didn’t pack any suitcases of anything of his belonging. The boy didn’t quite understand what was happening, that was until they came to a stop that the pieces of the puzzle were starting fit together. The reason why his father decided to take him back to the city he was born, abused, and grew up in…   “…Here we are” Yuuichirou’s father said as he got out of the car. Yuuichirou did the same and stood still outside. The nine year old had his green eyes glued to this mansion he had never seen before. “…This will be the last time we’ll ever see each other”   “…Oh…” Yuuichirou whispered, feeling a moment of relieve until… he saw him.   A man took a step out of those large doors that were possibly a new hell to the boy. The look in his red eyes and the smirk made Yuuichirou sick to the stomach, this man looked almost like all the other men that had raped him. Yet there wasn’t something about him that just seemed so offand unsettling. “Uwah so this is what Shindo-san has been speaking about! He’s is quite lovely Amane- san” he said upon standing in front of them.   “…Indeed he is…” The black haired man grabbed his soon by the arm and shoved him forward to this man. “You are looking for something new aren’t you?”   “Indeed I am, I thank you for bringing me such a fine toy to play with~” The silver haired male crouched down before the trembling boy and grinned, “Hi Yuu- i-chi-rou~ … My name is Ferid”   Yuuichirou took a small step back and looked down to the floor, his gut was telling him to run, but his legs refused him. “H-Hi…” he whispered in response.   “…Hmmm… if only he wasn’t already ruined, I would’ve had my fun ruining him myself, but I guess the beauty is what really interest me” Ferid stroked Yuuichirou’s cheek, “I want to see that face just cry, beg, and twist in pure pain…”   “E-eh!” Yuuichirou’s eyes widen, his small body trembling even more if it was possible.   Ferid stood up and looked back at the mansion, “Mika darling! Show the boy to his room~” he called out loudly.   At that moment, the door opened once again and stepping outside was a slightly taller boy than Yuuichirou. The raven haired nine year old stared in bewilderment at the blonde haired kid and notice those blue eyes. This kid, Mika walked over to them, his face ever so emotionless. His skin was no longer pale and he had gained a bit more weight. He was honestly looking… healthy.   Mikaela’s eyes widened upon seeing the green eyes in the boy around his age, yet he said nothing to him. “Lord Ferid… where do you wish for me to take…him…”   “Up to your old room, give him the details about the little game for the night…”   “As you wish…”   Mikaela held his hand out to Yuuichirou, not even smiling at the boy one bit, especially since those vicious red eyes were staring down at him. Yuuichirou took the blonde’s hand timidly and was roughly pulled along. He was in a rush to what it seems. Yuuichirou took one glance over his shoulder, seeing his father for one last time before he was dragged into the mansion, the doors cutting off his view.   Just as they were going up the stairs the blonde boy looked over at Yuuichirou, slowing down his pace, “Sorry… D-did I hurt you?” he asked as he released Yuuichirou’s wrist, “I’m Mikaela by the way, you can call me Mika”   “Mika eh… I’m Yuuichirou, call me Yuu” The raven haired boy smiled faintly, staring into those bright blue eyes, actually missing them for so long. “…You’re eyes are still pretty”   “Yours too! They remind me of spring in a way because the grass is always greener on the other side as they say!”   Yuuichirou continued to smile before it just disappeared, “…You seem to have gotten a bit healthier, last time you were skinny…”   Mika stiffened up, his blue eyes gazing upon the floor for the minute of silence they had. He bit his lower lip and finally gazed into those beautiful green eyes. Worry was written all over the blonde’s face, something was up. Yuuichirou didn’t know why, but the way that the boy his age was just looking ever so concerned, so pained, that it made him worry.   “…Well…It’s only because…” Mikaela took a few steps away and turned his back on the boy, “…You’re my replacement…”   “I don’t get it…”   “I’m sorry…but…you’re going to be raped…day… after…day… without a stop... and each day…would be different” Mikaela looked over his shoulder for just one moment, “…It will be worse than the last”   Yuuichirou’s brows knitted together in both worry and in terror. His green eyes once bright had returned to its rather dull color. “…No…” he whispered to himself. There was no denying, that the man, Ferid, did indeed look like the most crueland merciless guy. Yuuichirou let out a small hiccup, letting the tears roll down his cheeks. He didn’t want a new form of pain, he was sick of it, especially after he has grown accustomed by the men that had raped him for the past year.   “Yuuichirou~ how about we get to know each other~” Ferid cheerfully called out.   “No…please”   Mikaela closed his eyes shut, fists shaking in self-hatred and fear, “…I’m sorry… I-I’m not strong enough to save you…” It really indeed hurt inside. He refused to look at this point when he heard footsteps behind him and Yuuichirou just screaming. He couldn’t help to feel that he was at fault here… he could’ve done something. “I’m sorry…” he whispered as he headed off to his room to find a way to drown out the boy's screams and cries... ***** A Desired Goal ***** Chapter Notes Songs for this chapter: "Frozen" Within Temptation "Missing" Evanescene Probably a depressing chapter, just saying. See the end of the chapter for more notes Yuuichirou lied on the floor of the room he had to spend for possibly the rest of his life. His body would be trembling, but it felt so numb and heavy that he could not move a single inch of his muscles. His green stared into the nothingness like the soul he no longer possessed. He has not seen Mikaela ever since the day he arrived and it pained him when the blonde did not help him. It’s been a week since then.   Thoughts ran throughout his mind, memories of those blue eyes ever so bright and filled with worry just for him. He wanted to blame someone for the pain and this suffering yet he wasn’t sure it would be best to put that weight on the blonde. All he wanted to do was to turn back on all the dim lights of this room to face the abyss, the darkness that awaited him on the other side. Yet no matter how much he wished for his dream to become a reality, it never did.   It wasn’t fair, it was just not FAIR. No one should face this kind of treatment like he was. Even if puppets were to do as told, this was something so preposterous, so messed up in many levels. If only there was a law out there that would forbid any sexual acts upon the young, but there would never be any. Everyone always favored the puppeteers, they were always right.   Mustering up all the energy he had left in his system, he slowly sat up, pain shooting up his spine immediately. He let out a pained cry from the horrid pain, Ferid was indeed worse than those other men. “Why…Why…” he sobbed as he fell to the ground, unable to hold himself up anymore. Yuuichirou just cried into the dirtied tile floors, his body yet again refusing him.   A voice inside his head kept on whispering incoherent words. Yuuichirou just softly cried, finding those voices rather soothing, it was a sign of his insanity caused by all this torment. ‘You got one option left Yuuichirou’ it whispered in mantra, over… and over…   Yuuichirou closed his eyes and stifled his laughter. “Yeah… then…then…the pain would all end!” he half shouted and laughed. If pain was the only thing he could feel throughout his entire life…then why not end it… the way it began.   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   The world felt like a huge ocean, deep like the Marianas Trench, dangerous like the Bermuda and Devil’s triangle. One splash inside was the first step, there was nothing to hold onto tight to save yourself after that. It would be such a slow and terrible way to die from the coldness of the water like the heart of the broken teen with his back against the wall. The waves of sorrow and pain would always wash over him, ever sip he took of this toxic drink brought him one inch closer to death.   Guren ran his hand through his mess of black hair, with his other hand grasping what was a bottle. “Why is life shit…” he mumbled as he tilted his head to the side, “God damn it…”   It hurt really badly, especially with the death of Mahiru still on his mind. Yet what pained him the most, what was the cause of those bottles scattered around the room was all because of Shinya. He still didn’t know where he was, Tenri would not mention his whereabouts…let alone if they had found him. If they have then they weren’t obviously going to tell him…   The door to his room suddenly opened and Guren just hissed in annoyance once the lights were flickered on. “…O-oh…” a small voice stuttered.   Guren blinked, trying to gain focus, but he felt like the room was swaying due to the amount of alcohol he had consumed. “…Who the fuck are you?” he asked upon spotting a young looking girl around his age stood at the door. She was blushing madly and was doing her best to avoid eye contact. “Who the fuck are you!?”   “…I-I’m Sayuri H-Hanayori…I-I was brought here by Tenri!” She bowed before the drunken teen, knowing full well that he would not even care or remember. “I-I’m your fiancée…”   “Whatever…” Guren grumbled as he reached over to grab another bottle of beer. He popped the cap open and chugged the whole liquid down his throat, causing a lingering burning sensation. He chuckled, “If ye’ think I would even agree…t-to this shit… think again Hana-yo-ri”   The wheat colored haired teen bit her lower lip, “I-It’s fine by me… I-I’ll leave you alone…”   “Yeah, you should” Guren growled as he grabbed an empty bottle and threw it at the wall near the girl who shrieked in terror. She quickly turned the lights off and slammed the door shut, leaving in fear of being hurt by this crazed drunk teen.   This pain was unbearable. Guren just continued to drink in hopes that Tenri or Kureto would not find out that he had stolen the beer from the fridge… so they won’t stop him from achievinghis desired eternal sleep…   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   There hasn’t been a word spoken about Yuuichirou within the mansion. Mikaela was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen with one of the many puppets that belonged to Ferid. They were all tortured by this man and have been replaced. They have been through it all and now they were free from this pain. Yet they still had to obey, to serve their lord, and help him with certain tasks.   Mikaela cleaned the dishes and looked over to see a boy two years older than him just sweeping the floor. The boy had purple hair and red eyes just like the man they served. Most of children under control had red eyes, everyone but him and Yuuichirou. There was once a girl with brown eyes, but no one knew what had happened to her. All, but Mikaela, he knew well where she had gone… she was located six feet underground. No one willeverknow though.   “…Nee Mika, stop pacing out” The boy with purple hair said as he poked the blonde nine year old with the end of the broom.   “…Sorry…” Mikaela mumbled, “Hey Lacus… do you ever wonder that one day we’ll be free…?”   Lacus smiled weakly, “Well don’t we all…? Yet it’s impossible… our only option left is death…”   “…Well maybe there’s still hope…” Mikaela whispered, “…Is it weird that it hurts to know you can’t save someone…”   “Well obviously, but the only ones we must save…is ourselves…” Lacus began to sweep the floor again. His red eyes were dull like everyone, like Mikaela’s. They had despair in them.   Mikaela frowned as he continued to clean the dishes. His heart was aching terribly knowing that he had to save himself first before even saving Yuuichirou. Even so he might be too late to do anything. He’s not strong, he’s weak. He’s not brave, he’s a coward… he’s broken. For once in his entire life he feels something he hadn’t felt before… something he doesn’t like, it felt like the first time he reached the bottom of all this pain he’s been going through…   The sudden screams and cries coming from upstairs didn’t make anything better. Mikaela just stopped what he was doing and brought his hands up to his face, tears beginning to roll down his cheeks as he continued to hear Yuuichirou cry for help knowing it was impossible, especially in the situation he was in.   “Please! Stop!”   Mikaela brought his shaking hands to his ears to block out the sounds and just cried to himself. He knew the pain Yuuichirou was going through, he could practically still feel it. It hurt inside. This pain was worse than any other he has felt before. He didn’t want to feel anything anymore. He didn’t want to feel what he was feeling.   “JUST KILL ME!”   Those three words were the reason every child servant stopped in their tracks. After all, death is what they all desired and there was no denying it. Chapter End Notes Damn basically everyone wants to die, like who doesn't after that shit they've all been through. Ahhh... Guren has become an alcoholic, Shinya is still missing... Yuu is thinking about suicide, Mika can't even do anything because he's too weak to go up against Ferid here. Akane is dead, 'located six feet underground' as in she's buried somewhere. I making them suffer too much, oh well. Poor everyone except every asshole in this fic. Well anyways see you in the next update. ***** Punishment ***** Chapter Notes Songs for this chapter~ "Why" & "Never Too Late" both by Secondhand Serenade Prepare yourselves for another depressing, possibly heartbreaking chapter. Enjoy. See the end of the chapter for more notes After all the screams and cries have ended every puppet have finished up their chores. Like ordered they were obediently sitting on the floor of the living room to await orders. Mikaela’s eyes were red from crying from the guilt he felt that contributed to the pain inside.It still hurt, the pain was still there at the core of his heart and it would not go away. This pain was like a growing flame, not even the strong cold winds could blow it out, nor the rushing waters. It just made it grow. It was like a flame within a forest, the trees were just more reasons for it to grow into adeadly andstrong fire. A fire that was bright like the sun and burned terribly. This flame was engulfing the child inside, his heartand mind could not handle this heat, but he had tohide the way he felt.   The footsteps coming from the stairs is what caught everyone’s attention. They looked stoop up simultaneously as the silver haired man walking in front of them. “Good afternoon Lord Ferid” they said without any emotion in unison.   Ferid smiled as his puppets before his red eyes landed on his most favorite one of them all, “Mika darling, did you enjoy the screams and cries of your little friend?” He asked with a sick grin wide across his face.   Mikaela bit his lip and nodded, “Yes sir… they were amusing” He lied, he did not like it, he hatedthe way Yuuichirou sounded so pained…   “Good that you’re on the same terms with me, now how about you comfort him, he’s such a mess! I might have broken his wrist” Ferid laughed, “You know where the first aid is”   “…Yes sir…”   “Now go on, the rest of you how about we go playin the pool~”   Mikaela already took his leave, glad that he was chosen to aid Yuuichirou. He did not want to spend time in the pool with this cruel perverted man. The blonde rushed upstairs and to the main bathroom, rummaging through the cabinet for the first aid kit. This was his only time to be with Yuuichirou, to see those beautiful green eyes again. He had to know Yuuichirou was okay. He neededto know so the flame inside could die down just a bit.   Once he found what he needed he quickly ran out the bathroom and down the long corridors, off to the darkest section of the mansion. He stopped in front of the last door at the end of the halls, his old room. He unlocked the door slowly, his heart beginning to race. Mikaela finally opened the door and turned on the very dim lights to the room.   The sight before him caused him to just drop the first aid kit and rush towards Yuuichirou who was lying on the floor in a fetus position, his eyes dead looking, skin pale, and he was barely breathing. Mikaela fell to his knees in front of the boy and a glistening item caught his attention, that’s when he noticed it was a sharp razor. “…Oh god no!” Mikaela quickly went to grab the first aid kid and grabbed the boy’s arms. “Yuu… come on please you can’t die now!”   “Let me…die” Yuuichirou whispered as he weakly tried to pull his arm away, but to no avail. “…Let me die…let me die… let me die”   “Yuu please… If you die…” Mikaela fell silent, not knowing what to say else.   “What…so you don’t have to deal with the rape… I’m your replacement after all”   “…N-no it’s not that! I’m used to it! I would take your place if I could…” Mikaela cleaned the fresh cut wounds and wrapped a bandage around them. He did the same with the other, being careful since he was also dealing with the broken wrist. Yuuichirou whimpered in pain. “…Shhh… it’s okay… I know it hurts…”   Yuuichirou stared at Mikaela, letting tears roll down from his eyes as pain ran all over his body as his wrist was treated. Mikaela wrapped the wrist up and soon grabbed a makeshift split, tapping it down so Yuuichirou wouldn’t cause too much strain or damage his wrist further. The young boy closed his eyes, feeling tired at this point.   Mikaela gently ran his hand through Yuuichirou’s hair, feeling him flinch under his touch slightly, but nothing too bad. “D-do you mind if I clean you up…?” he asked, his face turning red.   “…Don’t…care” Yuuichirou mumbled.   “…A-alright…don’t freak out” Mikaela whispered, he grabbed a few sanitary wipes and timidly removed Yuuichirou’s shorts and underwear. Cum and blood was still running down his thighs. The blonde gently wiped it away, being extra careful around Yuuichirou’s abused ass. Yuuichirou wasn’t reacting as he was practically out cold, which was good since he would’ve been freaking out.   Mikaela smiled sadly as he finished up. He left for a moment to grab some of his own clothing as Yuuichirou’s were dirtied and stained from the week of torture. He changed the unconscious boy in a nice warm sleeve shirt, sweatpants, and hell even some clean underwear even if Mikaela found it quite embarrassing. There were bruises and bite-marks  all over Yuuichirou’s frail body, it was a terrible sight to witness.   He gently ran his hand through the mess of black hair, his heart was racing at the way Yuuichirou looked so peaceful. The bags under the boy’s eyes revealed that he hadn’t gotten enough sleep over possible nightmares. Ferid was indeed an awful man, merciless and sadistic in many ways. Mikaela frowned, if he had the choice, he would’ve taken Yuuichirou’s place at any moment… but Ferid was boredof him already.   The door to the room soon opened and entering was Ferid, “What’s this… that’s quite a lot of bandages…don’t you think Mika?” the silver haired man asked in a low dangerous tone. Mikaela bit his lip and the razor caught his attention again…and so did Ferid’s. The cruel man walked over to the razor and picked it up, “…What is this?”   “…I-I don’t know… I-I just found him with it!” Mikaela stuttered.   Ferid chuckled as he walked up to the unconscious boy. With a wide grin plastered across his face as he lifted his foot and stomped right onto Yuuichirou’s broken wrists. “AH!” Yuuichirou screamed at the top of his lungs as he was brought back into reality.   Yuuichirou cried in agony as he curled up into a ball, holding his even more shattered wrist close to his chest. Mikaela slowly began reaching towards the boy, “LEAVE HIM BE!” Ferid snapped, “Let him learn his lesson!”   “…Please…let me help him…” Mikaela pleaded as tears began to sting his eyes at the sight of Yuuichirou being in so much pain. “…Please…Lord Ferid…”   “Do you want a punishment too?!”   “LET ME HELP HIM! PLEASE!”   Ferid smirked, “Fine… then if you do want to help… then help him learn his lesson”   “N-no” Mikaela shook his head vigorously in denial, he didn’t want to hurt Yuuichirou anymore.   “Do it or I’ll break him in front of you!”   Mikaela let out a choked sob as he scooted closer to the crying Yuuichirou. He rubbed his eyes from any tears as he reached over to grab Yuuichirou’s wrists. Yuuichirou took notice and tried to move back, but Ferid’s foot was in his way, he could not escape his punishment. “Mika…please…don’t…don’t!” “I’m sorry” With that said the blonde boy quickly grabbed Yuuichirou’s injured hand and bent it back roughly. Yuuichirou screamed as his body shook from the wave of pain that was washing all over his body. Mikaela was crying from the self-hatred and guilt inside for having to hurt Yuuichirou. He could not defy Ferid… he would’ve hurt him way worse… “…I-I’m so…so…sorry”   There was a sudden snap that caused Yuuichirou to just cry and scream non-stop, pulling his wrist at this point that was no longer functioning. He could not move it, he could not even feel it, but the pain was still lingering. With tear stained green eyes he stared at Mikaela… hurt…and betrayed…  “I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!”   Mikaela felt his heart just stop beating at those very words. He looked down and whispered, “I’m sorry…”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   It was cold, there was not a single light around. The room was pitch dark that one could not see how big or how small it was. It felt like winter was brought upon this room, the temperatures low that would make one shiver and die a slow painful death. There was no heat, nothing to keep warm with. It was just cold…   It wasn’t a soothing type of cold, it was painful like burning sensation. This room was in a way like hell but the complete opposite because instead of burning alive one would freeze to death. Yet death would only appear every once in a while but would not even so much as take the soul burningwithin the darkness and coldness of this room. Death itself was torturing this poor soul.   This was a punishment as a result of an act of defiance. This was the result of disobeying, this was the ultimate punishment that teased the poor puppet that they would finally earn their long desired death. Death was dangling above the puppet’s head, but not within their arm’s reach. Every day passing in this room just made the poor puppet become weaker, to tremble at every command, to learn the every mistakethe poor puppet had committed in this cold, burningdark room.   “…Someone…save me…please” The soft shaking voice pleaded, “…please…I learned my lesson…”   The voice, the puppet just softly sobbed into his cold and possibly pale hands. He hated this place, he didn’t like it one bit. Everythingwas cold, the food and water he was provided, everything. It’s been over a year now and he still wondered how he was even aliveto this day. It should be impossible… Well maybe it was because they would always revive him when his heart would stop or warm him up when he nearly froze to death.   The pale frail young man just cried and cried, no one would hear him. No one. “…Guren…” He cried, hating himself for running away that day. Hating himself for leaving the one he had love. Hating himself for being CAUGHT! Yet that was the price Shinya had to pay… for disobeying. Chapter End Notes Damn Yuu tried to kill himself. Mika was forced to hurt him. Fuck you Ferid. Shinya is back and suffering in some cold room, damn will it get anymore fucked up than this? Yes it will. Questions you should think about is "How does Mika feel about Yuu telling him that he hated him?" "Did Yuu really mean to tell Mika he hated him?" "Where is Shinya at?" "Will Shinya ever be found?" So on and so on. I had to put up this chapter since I know so many people are just dying to read the next chapter, but I think I'm going to leave you guys hanging with this one, sorry not sorry ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Well I'll see you guys in the next update. ***** Without You ***** Chapter Notes Haha I wanted to turn the title of this chapter to a pun, but I must keep my seriousness when it comes to this. Song for this chapter: "Here Without You" by 3 Doors Down Enjoy :) See the end of the chapter for more notes Everything hurt. This paininside, this overdrive of emotions in Mikaela’s mind was hurtful to the bone. He was huddled up in bed, hands covering his ears as he cried to himself in the darkness of his bedroom. He had hurt that person he had cared for and desired for. He had hurt Yuuichirou. His heart was shattered just when he thought it wasn’t there. Those words ‘I hate you’ broke his fragile heart into a million pieces. Maybe Ferid had this planned out…   “I didn’t mean it Yuu” Mikaela cried and cried,  he was hated. The person that had brought up his spirits with those gorgeous green eyes and that rare smile he would have hated him. It wasn’t like he wanted to hurthim, he was orderedto. Ferid would’ve punished him in a worseway than he had done. That bastard.   For once he felt like he could feel something other than this pain and guiltinside him. Just when he first felt love after many years of being so emotionless, of this torture. He felt the spark when he first saw those beautifuldead green eyes. They had no soul, they had no hope, they were filled with pain, and ever so brokenlooking. Yet when their eyes met up there was  a light, a spark… well that’s what hethought. They were close to freedom, but now it seems like they just took a huge step back into the control over them.   “Yuu…” If Yuuichirou hated then, then he had no purpose in life. He had no world, he saw no reason to live. The one person he actually loved…hated him...he couldn't get that thought out of his mind. He couldn't get Yuuichirou out of his thoughts.   He stood up, the tears still streaming down his face, but he was ever so emotionless. He left his room and glanced over at the dark hallway, blocking out all sounds from his mind, especially those soft cries coming from thatroom. “Might as well…say goodbye”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Everything was just a huge blur, nothing was worth remembering anymore. A year of this huge weight of Mahiru’s death and Shinya’s disappearance, Guren couldn’t stand it no more. This heavy weight fell on top of him, it broke him inside from his mind to his heart. With this upcoming quick arranged wedding nothing felt right, he wanted to drown, drown in the poison of alcohol. He itched for the burn in his throat, to numb his mind of everything.   Yet being just seventeen this wasn’t good for him. This was obviously bad for his health. His kidneys were bound to be damaged, but they weren’t anymore. Guren had come to terms that he had become an alcoholic, and he was addictedto the sour taste of it. It was sour and disgusting like this lifehe had to continue on living in. Every sip was another weight, another reason, and another pressure to find a way to reach death.   The doors to death were sealed shut, they were always shut. Guren knew this, no matter how hard he tried to pry to doors open, they would not budge one bit. He was always pulled back and held down in the position he belongedto, right below the puppeteers. It hurt to live, ithurt so bad…   Guren ran a hand through his, looking at himself in the mirror. He looked terrible, there were dark bags under his eyes, he had a bit of stubble, and his skin was white like a ghost. He wore a nice suit provided by Tenri. Reason was that they were going to have a dinner party with the Hanayori family, the family of his future wife. Just saying that gave him shivers.   It wasn’t that Sayuri was a terrible girl, she was sweet and beautiful, but she wasn’t fit to marry some broken man like Guren was. She belonged withsomeone else.Marriage was not on his mind either, just the thought of it reminded him of that day that Mahiru killed herself. The way she looked was still clear on his mind, he could still describe it in full detail. It would appear in every nightmare he had…Especially the moment Shinya disappeared from his life.   He left his room, still aching for some alcohol, but Kureto had discovered that he had taken the beer from the fridge and thus was banned from getting his own drink, or food. It would be provided to him when they would eat as a family. Yet that was just plain stupidity as he wasn’t even a part of the family no matter how much they tell him. He was just a low branch. His family was dead, he was the only Ichinose alive.   He had to get to the party by five o’clock, the rest of the Hiiragi took their leave and left their trust that he would arrive. HE had to anyways. Guren sighed and left his bedroom, making his way downstairs. He just wanted to get over with this and just sleep as there was nothing to even do that will keep him interested.   “Help…”   Guren stopped in his tracks as he heard a small voice just plead. It was barely audible, but his ears managed to catch what it was saying. “Who’s there?” He asked, hoping the voice would continue speaking at least. There was no response, so he shrugged it off and—   “It’s…so…cold…”   “Huh?”   “…Help…some…please… help me…”   This was honestly getting freaky. Guren was beginning to think there was possibly a ghost in the household. Well it shouldn’t be a total surprise when this family was quite the violent one, so if they killed someone and their vengeful spirit  was roaming around it wouldn’t be weird at all.   “…It’s cold…Guren… Help…”   “S-shinya!?” Guren shouted, his heart skipping a beat once he recognized the voice. “SHINYA!”   “G-guren…! GUREN!”   Shinya was alive… Guren actually felt relieved. “SHINYA WHERE ARE YOU!?” He shouted as he began heading down the hall of the first floor.   “Ba-basement… f-freezer”   “HOLD ON I’M COMING TO GET YOU!”   “Hurry…!”   Guren quickly ran down the stairs that lead towards the basement. Shinya was alive, he was alive, and the weight that was weight him down for a yearfelt as if it lightened up. To hear Shinya’s voice after he had made him run away, he was happy. He was going to see his best friend again. They were going to reunite...   His heart was racing faster than usual. It was a strange sensation, yeah he was happy, but something buried deep inside was blossoming. All this weight, of death and not knowing, it was all disappearing from his mind. Yet his thoughts were still negative.His gut was telling him something was wrong in some way, he needed to get to Shinya, asap. For a year they have not seen each other, he needed to see those blue eyes again… to at least see him smile.   As he reached the basement he turned the lights on and noticed the padlock on the freezer door. He scowled in annoyance and scanned the room. He went over and found a sledgehammer near some tools scattered around. He grabbed the sledgehammer and went over to the door, lifting it up and slamming it down on the padlock. He hadto get to Shinya, he hadto, now!   The sound of metal hitting the floor was the sign that the door was now unlocked. Guren tossed the sledgehammer aside and pried the door open. The room was freezing cold and all the lights were off. “Shinya!” Guren shouted, trying to locate him. A hand suddenly grasped his ankle ever so weakly causing the seventeen year old flinch and to look down at… “Oh god...” Chapter End Notes Shinya has been finally rescued :0 but remember he's been in that freezer for a year, probably what Guren saw had him terrified/ worried. Poor Mika, Yuu broke his heart and you should know what he's meaning when he said 'might as well say goodbye' Also those soft cries mentioned... have it in mind... why is Yuu crying? Just...think... because it'll be revealed in the next chapter... Anyways, see you in the next update~ ***** A Promise ***** Chapter Notes I managed to make another chapter~ Songs for this chapter: "Hold Me Now" by Red "The Last Night" by Skillet Don't know how you'll guy react to this¯\_(ツ)_/¯ , but I hope it in a way makes you happy, you'll understand when you finish reading it See the end of the chapter for more notes Mikaela made his way towards Yuuichirou’s room, tears rolling down his red cheeks. He sniffled, he just wanted to see those green eyes again even if he was hated by the one person he caredfor. It hurt. The blonde nine year old rubbed his eyes as he unlocked the door to the room. He quietly made his way inside, knowing he might get in trouble with Ferid, but maybe he won’t.   Who in the right mind would punish a corpse anyways, unless Ferid was into necrophilia then that would make him ten times worse than he already was. Just thinking about thatman toying with his possible dead body was a disgusting imagine on his mind. Hopefully he finds a good hidden area to final leave the life he hated. He wanted his body to rot alone like he has already on the inside.    As Mikaela turned on the dim lights he immediately froze up in horror as the soft cries weren’t from what he believed was the pain he had caused on poor Yuuichirou... It was much worse…   “Ah, Mika, did you come here to enjoy the show” The malicious, most annoyingvoice laughed. There was Ferid, red eyes glancing at him deviously. He had one good grip of Yuuichirou’s legs raised high, with the other hand tight around the boy’s neck, restricting him of any oxygen… “Well if you’re just going to stand there, I hope you don’t mind if I continue”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Everything seemed to still for just a minute. Guren couldn’tbelieve his eyes at the sight of Shinya. He dropped to his knees and pulled up Shinya into a tight embrace, his body cold, skin pale, and lips blue. Shinya was shaking terribly, clinging onto the warmth he had missed for so long. “Guren… you came… I thought… n-no one would hear me!” Shinya sobbed.   They were going to pay. Tenri has gone too far this time. What he had done to Shinya was unforgiveable. He was trying to get him away from Guren. He knew about the string. He knew they were soul mates. The bastard knew all along. It was reason why he had forbidden Shinya for talking to Guren when he was engaged to Mahiru…   Guren had lifted Shinya up bridal style, holding him close to at least warm him up with his body’s heat. Shinya was freezing cold, far too cold, he probably was near death a couple of times due to hypothermia. He needed to warm him up quick. The young male headed upstairs up to his room and quickly set him onto his bed. Once doing so he grabbed some warm blankets from the closet and literally buried Shinya with them, not that the white haired teen minded though.   After doing that, Guren rushed downstairs and into the kitchen make some nice sweet hot coffee for Shinya, he had to. He didn’t want Shinya to suffer from the coldness. A few minutes had passed and Guren soon returned with like a large mug of coffee. Shinya sat up after making it out of his blanket grave, his body still shaking from the lingering cold. The black haired seventeen year old sat at the edge of the bed, handing the mug of warm coffee to Shinya, helping him by holding it one hand. “Thank you” Shinya whispered as he took a sip of the warm drink.   “So… when did they find you… if you don’t mind me asking?” Guren asked as he ran his hand through his messed up hair.   “…After I ran…I managed to not be found for two days… I made the mistake to go to a shop to get some food” Shinya responded and forced a smile, “They returned me back to Tenri… missing signs of me were in that shop so that’s why”   “Damn…so you’ve been in that freezer for a year?"   “…Y-yeah…” Shinya whispered as he just gulped the entire warm drink down. “…H- how about you… what has happened lately?”   “…Well…I’m engaged”   “O-oh…”   Guren set the empty mug on the nightstand and stared into those blue eyes he had missed, “..History may repeat itself… though…” he whispered, “My fiancée is wonderful…but… lately…I’ve been some alcoholic prick”   “Oh my god you began drinking! Guren we’re fucking teens!” Shinya shouted as he smacked the male.   “O-oi! I thought you were gone for good alright! I thought you were dead!”   “…Still! Either way you’re damaging your health!”   “Well I never listened to you anyways”   “…I know…” Shinya whispered, a frown appearing on his face.   “N-n-no don’t take it the wrong way Shinya” Guren’s face turned red in frustration and embarrassment. The older male averted his gaze and awkwardly cough, “…I-I mean it like… uuh…”   “In a playful way?”   “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”   Shinya smiled, “I really missed times we spent like this… it f-feels nice…”   “Shinya are you, crying?!”   The white haired teen blinked and felt the tears roll down from his eyes. He was going to wipe them away, but Guren beat him to, his warm hand gently brushing away the tears. Shinya blushed at this gesture. Guren realized what he was doing and stood up quickly, his face a deep shade of red. Again the raven haired male let out an awkward cough.   Guren finally faced Shinya, his face still red, “…W-we need to leave…Tenri’s going to punish us if he finds out I let you out”   “…But where to…”   “Somewhere away this city… it’s their fault for putting their trust on me alone in this house…” Guren smirked, “What do you say? I promise you that this time you'll be...no we'll be successful in escaping...”   Shinya grinned, “…Totally! Let's do it!"   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Mikaela’s body was trembling, his eyes remained glue to the man that was towering over Yuuchirou. The raven haired boy was mewling, strugglingto breath or let out anywords. This was a livingnightmare, this was a jaw-dropping sight. A scar, a traumatic event unfolding before the blonde’s eyes.   Ferid thrust hard into Yuuichirou, his hand still on the boy’s neck. Yuuichirou’s face was pale with a hint of blue from the lack of oxygen. The silver haired man let out a few grunts here and there, leaning forward to lick the boy’s tears rolling down his face. He wasn’t stopping one bit despite those begging green eyes staring into him. This man hadno soul. He had no mercy.   “…Stop…please” Mikaela cried, bringing his hands up to his face. “Stop it! Stop it!”   “Tch, why should… nng! I stop… He’s enjoying it!” Ferid chuckled darkly.   Yuuichirou managed to glance at Mikaela, green eyes broken, and half lidded. He weakly reached his hand over, but Ferid wasn’t pleasedwith this and finally released the boy by the throat. He grabbed a hold of the hand reaching out for help that wasn’t even there. Yuuichirou’s only help was a mess, he was in tears, shaking, unknowing what to do.   “Mi…ka…” Yuuichirou cried over and over again once regaining his breath.   “…Yuu…” Mikaela sobbed as he took a few steps closer, “Get off him! GET OFF HIM!” he screamed at the top of his lungs.   Ferid did not in fact stop. He rammed his cock in and out of the bruised, shattered, crying boy. He gripped the boy’s calves and spread his legs as far as possible, lifting his lower body up to go in deeper. Yuuichirou let out an ear-splitting scream, his throat becoming strained like the first time he was raped. This was in fact worse. He could not breath again, his heart was beating at such a fastpace to the point it felt like it could rip out of his chest at any moment.   The blood running down Yuuichirou’s thighs and onto the mattress with every single rough, drythrusts made his whole vision begin to blur. This was toomuch, this was far worse from before. “Mika!” he continued to cry, no,plead for the blonde boy to rescue him. The corner of his vision was becoming dark, his heart was slowly beating and every painful sensation felt numb…   “STOP IT! I SAID STOP IT!” Mikaela screamed as he charged at Ferid, successfully pushing him off of Yuuichirou. Mikaela climbed onto the man and raised as fist in pure anger, bringing it down upon Ferid’s face, hit…after hit. “YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HIM!!! YOU BASTARD!!!”   Ferid scowled and threw the boy off him and onto the cold floor. The man stood up and rubbed the side of his face, “Tch, fine for once I’ll let you have your way. You interfere once more… I will have a buddy at hand and I’ll tie you down so you can watch your precious princess fucked by me, and him” .With that the man grabbed his clothes and walked over to the door. He looked over his shoulder and smirked, “I hope you don’t mind staying with him locked up for days with no food, or first aid”   Mikaela’s eyes widened, knowing that if Yuuichirou didn’t get any treatment there was a high chance that he coulddie! “No please! Look torture me! Do your worst! I don’t want him to die! I promise! I promise… to… never interfere again. I’ll let you do your worst punishment on me… but please… let me helphim…” the blonde begged in tears. “…Please…”   “Fine, but when your punishment comes… you better not be crying” Ferid chuckled leaving the room with the door unlocked to allow the boy to get the first aid from the bathroom.   Once Ferid left to his room Mikaela acted quickly and ran to the bathroom, grabbing the first-aid and went to his room to grab some clothes and a blanket. He headed back to the room to see Yuuichirou barely keeping his eyes open, the blood coming from his abused ass was not stopping. There was just so much.   “Yuu…Please…Don’t die…please” Mikaela softly cried as he went over to the bed and grabbed some wipes to clean up the mess as best as he could. “I can’t lose you… I can’t …please…”   He worked fast, tending to the boy’s wounds Ferid had created that Mikaela never even noticed. There were more cuts on Yuuichirou than ever before. The blonde was crying, he didn’t want to die anymore, he didn’t want Yuuichirou to die. Here he was planning to say goodbye to Yuuichirou only to see something he did not want to remember if he ever took a sharp blade down his wrists until it hit a major vein. He wanted to rememberthose green eyes… when they were filled with light…not when they were broken, dead, and filled with despair.   “...Mika…” Yuuichirou cried softly, lifting up his heavy arms once again wrapped up in fresh bandages. He rested his arms on the older boy’s shoulder before pulling himself up to fully wrap them up around Mikaela’s neck. “…I’m sorry…I don’t hate you… I don’t” He sobbed.   Mikaela felt his heart skip a beat, he felt this huge weight on his back just lifting up in relief. The blonde boy wrapped his arms around the other’s trembling body. “…No…I’m sorry…” Mikaela cried.   “…B-but he could’ve done something much worse… I-I just didn’t know who to blame…I…” Yuuichirou didn’t finish as he just broke down. Crying onto the other’s shoulder as it became harder to speak or even retain any focus to his train of thoughts. “…Mika…”   “It’s okay…It’s okay… please don’t cry” Mikaela whispered, his voice shaking at his attempt to sound calm, to at least make Yuuichirou feel better. He gently lied Yuuichirou down and continued to tend to the nasty wounds, cleaning them up so they would not get infected. To wipe away the bacteria left by Ferid’s cold hands.   Yuuichirou continued to stare, eyes barely open, but they always remained on Mikaela… He was helping him in his very own way. He wasn’t being left behind, he wasn’t with these wounds and bruises to tend to on his own. Yet guilt was written all over his face, mind, and heart knowing that Mikaela was to face a worse punishment, all because he tried to suicide… just because he wanted to escape.   Mikaela got up and grabbed large warm fluffy blanket he had brought, setting it on the floor to make a makeshift bed after he helped Yuuichirou onto new clothes. The boy walked back over to Yuuichirou and lifted up his surprisingly light, frail, trembling body. Yuuichirou didn’t struggle, his whole body was heavy and painful to move himself. He just wanted everything to be numb like before, but he knew that time was over when he couldn’t feel anything.   Once Mikaela set Yuuichirou down, he left for a few minutes before returning with more blankets and some pillows. He lifted Yuuichirou’s hair and placed a pillow underneath, doing the same for his hips that must be in terrible pain. “…Mika…” Yuuichirou called out, cracking his eyes open to fully stare into those gorgeous blue eyes. Mikaela looked at him confused for a second, but he couldn’t help to smile when Yuuichirou reached out to him, arms open wide.   Mikaela lied down besides Yuuichirou, grabbing a blanket to put over their bodies. The older boy wrapped his arms around Yuuichirou’s waist, feeling those shaking small arms wrap around him as well. Yuuichirou snuggled up close to the only person he felt safearound, whom he felt at peace with. “…Yuu…chan…” Mikaela whispered after a nice little nickname for Yuuichirou popped right into his thoughts.   Yuuichirou let out a tired giggle and closed his eyes, inhaling the other’s scent. He kinda liked the nickname. “…Mika...” he whispered before falling asleep in the other’s arms, under the warm blankets.   “…I will find a way… to make him stop hurting you…” Mikaela mumbled as he kissed Yuuichirou’s forehead, “…I’m not strong enough… to fully stop him… but I promise… one day… one day… we’ll leave this hell…I promise...” he whispered before falling asleep to the soft beating of Yuuichirou’s heart and light peaceful snores that were sweet music to his ears. Chapter End Notes Mika managed to save Yuu in a way! :D but sadly he will get punished for doing so. I tried to make this fluffy in a way, especially Mika comforting Yuu. I just really wanted to write this chapter because I wanted you guys to enjoy reading the mikayuu moment right towards the end. They still got a long way to go from reaching happiness though. Guren and Shinya are planning escape, woot! Will they succeed, psh obviously yeah, but will they be able to hide for long? You shall know later. Will they achieve happiness?! Maybe! There's probably some grammar mistakes somewhere, I don't know ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯ if there ever is just tell me and I'll correct them when I have the time. Anyways I'll see you guys in the next update! ^~^ ***** I'll Always Be There ***** Chapter Notes I'm back again w/ another update! Woot! I wanted you guys to enjoy a chapter w/ more Mikayuu alone time, especially after making them suffer so much Song that inspired this chapter: "I Am a Pirate, You Are a Princess" by PlayRadioPlay "Stay Strong" by Secondhand Serenade See the end of the chapter for more notes Stop…   It Hurts…   Please…!   Yuuichirou quickly sat up from the makeshift bed on the floor and screamed with all his heart. His breathing was erratic, his heart was racing from the nightmare he hated the most. He brought his trembling heavy bandaged hands up to his ears, tears streaming down his face at the memory of the first time he’s ever been violated. The first time his world was destroyed right before his eyes…right in the view of those darkblue menacingeyes.   “Yuu-chan!” Mikaela wrapped his arms around the crying boy, gently stroking his hair. “Shhh…it’s okay”   The minute Yuuichirou glanced at the boy holding him so dearly and caringly, he felt relieved until he noticed those shade of blue eyes were dark. He just quickly pulled away and screamed just when he was calming down. Mikaela was taken aback when he was pushed away by someone who he had thought already trustedhim. “…It’s darks…it’s dark… stay away” Yuuichirou sobbed.   “…I’m not trying to hurt you…Yuu-chan…please” Mikaela attempted to reach over but his hand was slapped away.   “…You’re eyes are dark! I don’t like it! Get away!” Yuuichirou cried, “I hate him! I hate him! I hate those dark blue eyes! I hate his blondish-brown hair! I hate him!”   Mikaela stood up and walked over to the light switch, giving the room a bit of light since it wasn’t the best lighting in the house. “…I-is this a little better…” the blonde boy asked as he walked back over to Yuuichirou who stared at him with tear stained glass looking eyes.   Yuuichirou nodded and reached out to the blonde with arms open like before, wanting to be held by this boy he only trusted. He desired the only touch he would onlyaccept. Mikaela quickly went back to bed and pulled Yuuichirou down with him, wrapping his arms around his waist. “…Mika…I’m sorry… I-I didn’t mean to push you back… it’s just that…” Yuuichirou sniffled, bringing his hand to rub his eyes.   “It’s okay…it was a nightmare, I understand” Mikaela smiled as he kissed Yuuichirou’s forehead. “…but that guy… you were describing… why…i-if you don’t mind me asking”   “N-no it’s fine…”   “...H-how do you know him…?” Mikaela asked softly.   “…H-he was the…first…to” Yuuichirou sniffled.   Mikaela held Yuuichirou close to his chest, hearing him break down into soft sobs. “Shhh…it’s okay… he can’t do anything… and one day Ferid won’t be doing shit to you either…I promise” he gently stroked Yuuichirou’s hair, “…that guy though… you’re describing… that’s…you know…never mind… Just get some rest, I’ll be here if you get another nightmare”   “…Okay…” The young boy wrapped his arms around Mikaela’s waist as well, entangling his legs with him just to close any gap between their bodies. He wanted to be close, he wanted to arms around him to hold onto him more protectivelythan they already were. Despite hurting from all the bruises and wounds, he swallowed down any sounds of pain to not worryMikaela… He’s been worrying so much about him.   It brought the raven haired boy’s heart to content. It made him feel wanted, to feel loved. “…Mika…?”   “Hmm…” Mikaela hummed softly.   “You won’t…leave me right?”   “…Never…” Mikaela giggled softly, “…I’ll do my best to protect you…”   “…I-I’ll do the same! I promise! I will get strong too!” Yuuichirou sat up and grinned, “I-I will protect you too Mika!”   “But with Yuu-chan by my side, I’ll always feel protected” Mikaela reached over to brush back a strand of Yuuichirou’s hair behind his ear. The raven haired boy blushed, but continued to smile. “…I don’t want you to get hurt…”   “Same goes to you” Yuuichirou carefully got on top of the blonde despite his lower body hurting. Mikaela was a bit stunned by the gesture, but none the less carefully wrapped his arms again around the boy. Yuuichirou rested his head against Mikaela’s chest, hearing the soft beating of his heart. “…Your heart is weird”   “Eeeeh… what do you mean?”   “At some point it beats fast but then it slows down! That’s like totally weird!”   “N-no it’s not!”   “Yes it is!”   “You’re just jealous at how unique it is!”   “Am not!”   “Are too!”   The two stared at each other and just giggled at their stupidity. It was still dark outside and they had time to spend alone. Just the two of them, together. They stared deep into their bright eyes for a couple of minutes before bursting into a fit of giggle once again for no apparent reason. For once in their lives they were actually happy.   “I’m really glad we met…” Yuuichirou whispered as he closed his eyes, a small smile on his lips. “…If it weren’t for the color of your eyes I kept remembering… I would’ve been dead… I wouldn’t have gotten to meet you properly”   “I would’ve been like some emotionless robot…” Mikaela let out a tired yawn and gently messaged the boy’s back. “…Your eyes are really pretty Yuu-chan… I like the color… it really fits you… it can go with any color… anything…but red…”   “Come on you don’t like Christmas colors!”   “I-I do, b-but not in that sense…” Mikaela averted his gaze and frowned, “I meant it like… yesterday… there was so much blood you lost…”   Yuuichirou nodded faintly, “Yeah… I’m fine though… tired… maybe a bit dizzy… but I’m fine…” he lifted his head up to stare at Mikaela, and leaned in to kiss his cheek, “Mika is like my hero…”   “I-I’m not really a hero…” Mikaela mumbled.   “E-eh, but you like pushed Ferid away and stopped him! He could’ve killed me!” Yuuichirou began to rub his eyes, “Then I wouldn’t be here with…you…Y-you would be getting hurt again”   “…I-I don’t care if I get hurt…I would do anything to take your place...” Mikaela sat up, still holding Yuuichirou close. “…Y-you can remember everything more vividly… The scars last longer…”   “…I know… they do… but I don’t care… as long as you’re there… I’ll be fine…” Yuuichirou continued to rub his eyes, not wanting to cry, “…Y-you’re the only person I love…e-even if we don’t know much about each other…”   “…Yuu-chan…” Mikaela whispered as he buried his face into the boy’s shoulder, softly crying. Yuuichirou wrapped his arms around the other, gently petting the boy’s soft blond locks. The young boy rested his head against Mikaela’s chest, hearing him sob softly into his shoulder. “…I-I love you too… you’re the person I will only love…”   Yuuichirou abruptly pulled away and stared into Mikaela’s blue eyes, “W-wait does this mean we break control! If our feelings are the same!?”   “…I-I don’t know…” Mikaela whispered, “M-maybe we can’t yet… maybe we’re just too young…”   “T-then! I-I’ll love Mika forever and always! Even after we break free from control!”   “Yeah” Mikaela smiled as he cupped Yuuichirou’s cheeks, gently bringing their lips close together. “…A-are you okay with this…”   The boy didn’t need an answer when Yuuichirou closed the gap between their lips, keeping his arms around Mikaela’s neck. At first Yuuichirou was a bit hesitant, pulling away on occasions and letting out a small whimper in fear despite him initiating the kiss. Mikaela gently caressed his cheek to reassure him he would not do anything to harm him. Yuuichirou eventually was as well the first to pull away, his cheeks turning a dark shade of red.   “...S-sorry…” Yuuichirou squeaked.   “…It’s okay Yuu-chan” Mikaela chuckled as he brought Yuuichirou’s face close once against, those soft red cheeks at the palm of his hands. He leaned in and kissed Yuuichirou’s forehead, “…I should be the one saying sorry here…”   “No you don’t…I already told you” Yuuichirou giggled as he embraced the blonde and mumbled into his shirt, “…You’re my hero…”   “…Well then does that make you my princess?”   “…Mm…hmm…” Yuuichirou tiredly hummed as closed his eyes, about ready to sleep, “…You’re heart’s racing really fast…”   “…Well it only beats for you…” Mikaela stated   “You’re cheesy…” Yuuichirou giggled.   “I know…” Mikaela smiled and held the one person he loved close. He gently lied down with Yuuichirou still in his arms. “…Love you…”   “Love you too…”   The two boys eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms, finding peace with their soft breathing mingling with their soft snores and their beating synced hearts. The feeling of the soothing warmth coming from both their bodies made it a difficulty to even be separated from one another. Their scents were addicting to them, like a drug. They indeed loved each other…but that didn’t seem to be enough to actually be free from the control Ferid had over them.   After what just seemed like hours, Mikaela had woken up to a hand large hand shaking his shoulder. The blonde child woke up and realized who it was, knowing that the time has come the minute he saw those red eyes. It was time for his punishment, well from the looks of his puppeteer. Ferid stood there, a wide grin across his face as he watched his most favored child leave the comfort of the makeshift bed and young raven haired boy. What he enjoyed the most was the soft whimpers escaping Yuuichirou’s lips as he tried to grasp a hold of the warmth that was no longer there.   Ferid led Mikaela out of the dimly lit room where he would usually conduct these punishments, well from what Mikaela believed. Yet right now it seemed like a totally different thing. Mikaela ended up following Ferid to his office, it was still the dead of night. From the looks of it this punishment, waiting to be initiated was going to be worsethan all the others. Mikaela could feel it in his gut.   “That was quite boldof you to attack me like that Mika” Ferid chuckled as he sat at the edge of his very own desk, “I was waiting for the day you’d actually do it…”   Mikaela raised a brow in confusion, “Excuse me…?” he asked.   Ferid merely chuckled, “Well you see, this punishment isn’t normal than the others, from what you can tell” he crossed his arms up to his chest and stared straight into those blue eyes, “It involves your precious princess…”   “…What do you plan to do with him…” Mikaela mumbled.   “Well it’s not what I plan to do with him…but rather…” Ferid stood up and walked up to Mikaela, running his gloved hand through the soft blonde hair. He leaned closer to the boy’s ear and whispered, “…what you plan to do with him after I tell you what this punishment is… it’s more of a rareopportunity…”   “…An opportunity…? For what…?”   “I’m giving you the opportunity of a lifetime here… which basically is…”   Mikaela’s heart began to race at what this opportunity was. It seemed like something he would not want to miss, but deep inside he knew there was a catch. Yet what Ferid whispered into his ear was what made his entire world… his heart, to stop for just one minute. And who knew that for one minute, was all it took for Mikaela to agree without a single doubt…without hearing the catch… he has never regretted a decision so much in life. Chapter End Notes There you go a moment of happiness for the two. Prepare yourselves mates to find out what this opportunity that Mika accepted and quickly regretted! You guys may figure it out now, who knows, anything is bound to happen. As for GureShin, i'll make one whole chapter just of them and whether or not they were successful in their plan You're comments are always appreciated, I enjoy replying to you all ^~^ <3 Thanks for reading See you guys in the next update~ ***** For Now ***** Chapter Notes Hello once again, welcome to another chapter, hope you enjoy it Song for this chapter "Fight Inside" by Red See the end of the chapter for more notes The opportunity was practically goldwhen Mikaela first heard it. Yet it was obviously too good to be true as the minute Ferid laughedright at his face, he realized what he had agreed on. He agreed to something he never meant to do, but it brought his hopes up. Yet it was great he decided to agree, but the worst still had yet to come. For now, he was free, free to do anything. He still wasn’t sure he should even tell Yuuichirou this entire situation.   Mikaela didn’t return to the room, his punishment didn’t end until the sun was high in the sky. This was the final time he would do something he was used to. It was finally over. He was donehaving to pleasure Ferid in a sexualmanner, with any physical contact. Now, now this was different. Mikaela was conflicted inside his own chaos of a mind. He was between relief that Yuuichirou would be safe, but fear ran through his veins as he believed he would be hated..   “Mika!” A familiar voice shouted. Mikaela was walking down the halls of the manor, wiping his mouth with his sleeve for a reason. The blonde wasn’t given time to react when he was suddenly tackled onto the floor.   “E-eh! Yuu-chan!” Mikaela shrieked upon seeing the young boy having his arms wrapped around him. “W-what are you doing here?”   “I-I didn’t see you in the room baka!” Yuuichirou pouted as he sat up, rubbing his eyes, “You weren’t…there when I had… a nightmare…”   “I-I’m so sorry!” Mikaela sat up, wrapping his arms around the younger boy, afraid to kiss his cheek. He didn’t want to pass him on any germs from Ferid. “I have something to tell you, but I’ll tell you at night!”   “S-so you’re really going to stay with me for the night again!?” Yuuichirou asked with a huge grin across his face, his green eyes lit up in joy.   “Well not in thatroom…I convinced Ferid to allow you to leave that room forever and be with me!”   “Thank you! Thank you Mika!” Yuuichirou giggled as he embraced the blonde tightly, kissing his cheek, “You really are my hero! You’re the best!”   “You’re welcome Yuu-chan! Anything to protect you!” Mikaela chuckled, knowing it really wasn’t best to say the reason Ferid would even allow such a request…It was a good thing that Yuuichirou wasn’t even questioning Ferid’s agreement to this. “…Yuu-chan…” the blonde whispered as he held the frail boy close to his body.   “…What…” Yuuichirou tilted his head in confusion, feeling the older boy trembling slightly, “…Mika you’re shaking…a-are you alright!?”   “H-huh! Y-yeah! I’m…fine”   “Did…Did Ferid do anything to you!?”   “N-no! It’s not like that…” Mikaela lied, well sort of. What happened with Ferid made him feel more dirtythan ever, that man considered them as lessons to be ready for his once in a lifetime opportunity. Despite the lie, Yuuichirou knew well that something was wrong, it was probably a feeling coming from his mind and gut. He was predicting that something bad may come as a result.   Yuuichirou rested his head against the blonde’s shoulder, his arms hanging loosely over the other’s waist. “…Can we just go to your room to sleep…?” Yuuichirou asked, “…I didn’t sleep well because of the nightmare…”   “…Sure…” Mikaela chuckled softly as he got up, lifting up Yuuichirou with the energy left in his body. He was honestly sore, but if Yuuichirou asked for something, he will heed to hisyoung love’srequest. He would do anything to keep the one he loved content, in highspirits to say the least. After all, from this day forth, Yuuichirou was all his…   Yuuichirou would live a life in peace for now... no more torture. He would be happy...while Mikaela fought every emotion inside his mind. It hurt to the bone that everything inside was at war. He was scared of being hated, he feared that day would eventually come, it was breaking him more than ever. Only Yuuichirou was able to cause that war inside the blonde's mind... but he would never know that he was capable of such a thing. It would affect him and Mikaela wouldn't want that, he wanted his love to be living in peace without that bastard Ferid.   For now, they would be together and enjoy life...until that faithful day arrived.       ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   The entire mansion at the Hiiragi was on high alert. No one could Guren nor could they find Shinya. It sparked fear in Tenri’s mind that he would lose control over someone, that he would no longer be seen as a powerful puppeteer in the eyes of the others. He would only have control of only two people. His fun over having people wrapped around his finger has come to an end.   “They’re nowhere to be found father” Kureto spoke up as he walked up to the old man stressing on the living room couch. He handed him a cup of coffee after convenientlyfinding some coffee still in the coffee machine. “We shouldn’t have left that good for nothing bastard alone”   “So what’s the whole deal about this… clearly you couldn’t keep them separated” A small voice spoke up. The two looked over to spot the young nine year old, purple haired girl walking up to them with a small smile across his face. “Come on, it was bound to happen one way or another, not to mention they’re probably miles away now~”   Kureto rolled his eyes, “Do you have something to do with this Shinoa?” he asked with a growl.   Shinoa giggled, “Why would I? Tch, it’s not my problem to begin with, I’m just a puppet, I’ve always been near you guys and yet you suspect me, I’m surprised I’m getting all the attention… well not really, especially after Mahiru died”   “You shut your mouth about that good for nothing betrayer” Tenri grumbled, “If you really have any lead on them Shinoa, then you tell me straight away, that is an order”   Shinoa averted her gaze and muttered out a curse before nodding, “Of course… father” she forced the words out of her lips, hating the fact that she had to obey this man she never wished to call a father. She hated that word as much as she hated being noticed.   The young girl turned around on her heels and began heading upstairs, her mind set on her escaped adoptive brother and the one who has been watching her since she was a toddler. In her mind, she prayed for the god that she still believed unlike otherpuppets out there with minds filled with nothing but despair. She was one of the rare born into a family that had many puppets to deal with, leaving her ignored. Yet being ignored wasn’t always pleasant.   No one seemed to care. No one listened. One would just be a simple ghostin the eyes of the entire family. They were forgotten, and non-important… That’s how their world basically was despite all the perks. The only thing that was always to be expected, were sudden orders, as they were always a rarity to get. Once the orders were set, they had to follow it through. They would finally be seen, they would finally be noticed, but in such a badway.   Shinoa made her way towards Guren’s room and quickly rummaged through everything to find if there would be any leads on their whereabouts. So she can hide it, to burnit into ashes before one of her brothers finds it. “I hope you guys made it out…” the young girl whispered as she found a paper addressed to her only, “…Please god…let them break control…they’ve had enough suffering…”   The note read…   Dear Shinoa, You’ve probably been finally given an order at this point. I apologize if our disappearance cause you any harm at all for hiding crucial information to your father. You’ve probably known that I’ve been locked up in the basement for a year. I don’t blame you for not helping since you’re just nine. Guren and I have taken up some valuables within the household, mostly the hidden cash you told me about and some jewelry you kept from Mahiru, sorry for taking it without any permission. We're like cities away from here by the time you find this, I pitched a ride from someone I’ve met during the days I’ve been missing from home a year ago, she is very kind. She is helping us escape and once I am no longer considered a puppet I’ll come and rescue you. If there is ever a time that Tenri starts to harm you in anyway, or even our other brothers, don’t hesitate to run away. I’ve left the young woman’s number at the bottom, she’ll be able to help you, just call her ahead of time and book it out of the house when no one has their eyes on you. Please be patient if you can. Burn this part of the letter, keep the information below. Good luck.   The nine year old girl smiled at the letter, obviously from Shinya. She was glad that Guren had found him. That he managed to save him before he could even fall into the hands of death. Shinoa let out a sigh and glanced at the bottom of the letter, noticing the number circled with a red marker, along with the woman's name.   “Krul Tepes huh…” Shinoa whispered to herself and grinned, “Thank you…” Chapter End Notes I wonder if you guys know what would happen now that you know what Mika is to Yuu, basically if you didn't catch on, he controls Yuu now, he's his puppeteer basically, but Yuu doesn't know that. The problem that Mika has to this will be revealed soon, but I wonder if you know what it is exactly, I gave like a little hint somewhere maybe. Shinya and Guren have successfully escaped, all thanks to the wonderful Krul! :D she will eventually make an appearance, but that wont be until like later on. There may be some grammar mistakes, I don't know Like always, I'll see you guys in the update ***** Losing Trust ***** Chapter Notes I feel terrible for writing this, if there are any grammar mistakes please tell me...anyways, enjoy. Song for this chapter "God Damn Liar" by Get Scared. See the end of the chapter for more notes It felt so long to know how it felt like to be free…to be far away from a place once could call hell. Ever second passing was like a minute forgotten, there was no going back. The choice has been made, to become criminals in the eyes of the society. By law, a puppet was in no means to leave their home, to abandon their position that would only benefit their handlers.   Shinya was sitting at the edge of the rooftop of the small has isolated from the world. Krul, had taken him and Guren to a secure area where they could bond, so Shinya can recreate that string he had lost that was boundto Guren. It was like a red string of fate, but it was quite different, this was a string that was bound to each other’s soul at birth, it either thins or thickens.   If he hadn’t thought that he was such burden, if he hadn’t ran away… then maybe he would’ve had a chance at happinessquicker. “…Oi Shinya” A voice behind him spoke up. The white haired male turned to face Guren walking carefully over to him, and sat next to him. “You okay?”   “Yeah I’m just thinking” Shinya mumbled, gripping the sweater he wore tightly. “…It’s a nice view isn’t it?”   “…Yeah…” Guren whispered as he glanced up at the orange colored skies, his violet eyes mesmerizedby the sunset over the horizon. “…You shouldn’t be outside, you’ll get hypothermia easily”   “I’m not thatweak…I’m fine…” Shinya giggled softly, “Besides its better being outside…than inside…”   “That’s reasonable… come ‘ere” Guren muttered as he kept his arms open wide for the other teen. Shinya blushed and noticed that Guren was a bit flustered himself. “This is your only chance… I’m not going to fucking do it again”   Shinya rolled his eyes, but actually laughed as he scooted closer to the other male, feeling those strong warm arms wrap around him so caringly. He honestly really missed Guren, the way they used to be so close when they were just young. They always had fun, until Mahiru came along and he was told that he was to marry her… and the day Guren began to grow farther apart from him after he revealed to him that he likedher…   Guren rubbed Shinya’s back, kissing the top of the soft mess of white hair. “…Shinya” he whispered as he tightened his grip, “I’m sorry for what happened… I’m sorry for making you feel like a burden…”   “It’s alright…the past is in the past…besides you’re here right now… for me…it makes me really happy” Shinya chuckled. “Guren…”   “Hmm…?”   “I love you…”   There was a moment of silence, but Guren eventually replied, “Love you too…Shinya…” yet it sounded so hesitant… making Shinya think if Guren actually meantit.   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   The clock was counting down, every day was marked and every second brought a new rush of fear within Mikaela. The hour was nearing to the exact time it was to begin, when living in pure peace and joy with the one he had loved was coming to an end. This torture would never end. It neverhas to begin with. Now the curtains that were open which rought light into Mikaela's life was closing in, completely turning his world back into the darkness he was accustomedto.   Mikaela stared at himself in the bathroom mirror, taking note of every single change in his body. He was no longer the child he remembered, he was no longer small, no longer full of lifenow that the time has come. He had grown over the past five years, nowhe was fourteen years old. Once puberty had done its job on his body, he realized the reason Ferid wanted this new formof pleasure.   Every thought within the teen mind has been only about his boyfriend. Over the past few months, years, his thoughts of an innocent love towards Yuuichirou had change dramatically. Now, there was something else that Mikaela didn’t like feeling despite the pleasure that ran down his spine whenever he imagined it…   Those nights he had asked Yuuichirou to sleep in their shared bed alone, all because of his twistedand dirtyimagination. It made him feel disgusting, it made him think that he might become like Ferid and there was no going back. Ferid has caused this, those words of that very day he has agreed to become Yuuichirou’s puppeteer repeated like a broken record.   “Imagine it Mika…Having your dear princess…sprawled out on bed, legs spread open wide… green eyes staring at you with lust… his sweet arousing voice… calling your name in desperation… begging for you to fill him up…”   The fourteen year old shook his head, trying to block out Ferid’s voice inside his mind, to stop his imagination running wild, but to no avail. “Yuu-chan…” he whispered, hunching over the sink as he felt his pants becoming tight at the whole ordeal, “…Yuu-chan” he began moaning as he unzipped his pants to grab a hold of his leaking erection, stroking it at the thought of fuckinghis lover.   “You’re his puppeteer…his master… you control him… you can fuck him whenever…touch his delicate soft skin, kiss those pink plump lips as he’s rocking his hips against the pace of your thrusts… wouldn’t you want that…?”   The desire was growing strong, it was a burning flame inside his entire body, screaming, controlling his very own life. “Yuu-chan…!!” Mikaela cried out as he came onto the cold tile floor of the bathroom, holding onto the sink as he rode out his orgasm. His face turned a dark shade of red, terrified that Yuuichirou would find him disgusting… that he would be hatedonce more.   The knock on the bathroom door brought Mikaela down from cloud nine. The teen quickly cleaned up the mess and zipped up his pants to open up the door, only to find Yuuichirou there with his trademark smile. “U-Um I heard you calling my name…D-did you need me or something?” Yuuichirou asked, a noticeable blush across his face.   Mikaela cleared his throat and shook his head faintly. He took a step close to his boyfriend, brushing those soft bangs behind his ear, “I was just remembering something… actually… can you meet me up in our bedroom in like twenty minutes…”   “Okay! By the way let’s have dinner outside afterward!” Yuuichirou grinned and leaned to kiss Mikaela’s lips, still relatively short and frail from the lack of food, but despite that his beautyremained… his youthful look made him seem like an angel cast down from heaven, trapped at the hands of Satan… that Satan was before his eyes, but he would never know.   “I would love that…” Mikaela chuckled, knowing that Yuuichirou would change his mind after what would happen.   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~   After those minutes were finally up, Yuuichirou made it to the room he shared with his boyfriend. He sat at the edge of the bed, staring up at the ceiling, his heart racing in anticipation. He wanted to know why Mikaela wanted to meet up with him, it honestly terrifiedhim, but not like he did towards Ferid. It was a surprise that Ferid has actually left them alone, he hasn’t really ordered them around lately… yet that only sparked fearinside the raven haired teen that something was bound to happen. Ferid had something planned.   The door to the room opened and slammed shut. Yuuichirou turned to face Mikaela, locking the door with a key in hand. “…Mika…?” Yuuichirou stared at the blonde confused. He never knew that the door could be locked with a key. “…Are you okay?”   Mikaela looked up at him, a smile spread across his face, but this smile, seemed different than before. Those blue eyes were scanning the room, legs fidgeting for a good while before Mikaela just froze on the spot, his eyes glued to the corner of the room. Yuuichirou tried to see what it was and before he could even ask what was going on, Mikaela quickly pushed him down against the bed, climbing on top of him.   “M-mika! G-get off!” Yuuichirou tried to push the blonde, thinking that this was some sort of game, but he was dead wrong. Mikaela tossed the key for the door and reached behind the pocket of his pants to take out a pair of handcuffs. “M-mika! W-what are you doing! G-get that away from me!”   “I’m sorry…” The blonde teen whispered as he grasped Yuuichirou’s wrists, handcuffing his arms up above his head against the headboard. Yuuichirou’s heart was racing, his breathing began picking up pace as he tugged on the cuffs that only brought back memories when he was a child.   Yuuichirou cried, tugging at them, bruising his wrists, mostly the one that never properly healed. “MIKA! GET THEM OFF! P-PLEASE! I’M SCARED!” he sobbed, visions of the first day he was rape were appearing before his mind.   That’s when the teen took one glance at his boyfriend, his heart just dropped when he saw those blue eyes…looking at him with the same darkness, with the same hunger, and malice…Mikaela let out a chuckle, a grin spreading across his face from ear to ear. “…Y-You look so beautiful… Y-yuu…” the blonde whispered as he pressed his lips against Yuuichirou’s neck, one hand snaking under his shirt. “…Yuu…” his whispered.   “Mika you’re scaring me! Stop it! Stop it!” Yuuichirou screamed, writhing underneath the other in pure terror. He didn’t want this. He didn’t like the way Mikaela was sucking his skin harshly, leaving a trail of dark hickeys down his neck while one hand began fondling his nipple. “N-no! A-ah! Stop!”   “Smile…for the camera Yuu” Mikaela whispered huskily against Yuuichirou’s ear, causing the body underneath him tremble from his own voice and touch.   “N-no! Mika please! I don’t want this! I don’t! Stop! Stop!” Yuuichirou cried as he felt the fabric that covered up his torso torn from his body. He let shameful moan as Mikaela ran his tongue across his chest before latching his mouth onto Yuuichirou’s nipple.   Mikaela pulled down both Yuuichirou’s pants and boxers, bringing his knee up to rub against the half growing erection. He grazed his teeth against the perky nub before pulling away removing every article of clothing. “Finally…I’ve been waiting five years…”   “W-why…Mika…” Yuuichirou sobbed, staring up at the person he thought he could trustwith tear stained eyes. He attempted to kick Mikaela before those cold large hands gripped his thighs, spreading them apart as far as they could. “No…no…no…! Mika! Please! NO!”   “…I know you’ll forgive me…nng…” Mikaela groaned as he lined up his aching member against his boyfriend’s entrance. He began pushing in slowly, wanting Yuuichirou to feel him entirely, to never forget the sensation of his cock entering him.   Yuuichirou arched his back and let out an ear splitting screaming, his body thrashing at the burning pain from being stretched. Once fully sheath inside, Mikaela didn’t even ask for his lover’s consent to move, he just pulled out and began pounding into Yuuichirou's tight velvet walls. The blonde groaned in pure pleasure at the way Yuuichirou would clench around him tightly, taking it as an encouragementto keep going, but he was dead wrong.   The young teen could no longer scream, he let harsh pants, the pain was unbearable. He hasn’t felt it for so long and to experience this with the person he actually lovedmade this worse than all the other times he has been hurt this way. He cried and cried, staring at Mikaela with pleading shattered green eyes, but that didn’t stop Mikaela. Every emotion within Mikaela just became numb, this wasn’t him.   Mikaela picked up the pace of his thrusts, neglecting the fact that he wasn’t giving Yuuichirou any pleasure at all. The pleasurablesensation was overwhelming. He finally knew why Ferid replaced him. He gazed down at his boyfriend, chuckling as he pulled him into a kiss, swallowing every pained groan and desperate whimper as he continued with the harsh pace. He pulled out entirely and rammed back in, in hopes that he would hit that one spot that would give Yuuichirou that one moment of pleasure.   “…—ika…M-mi…ka!” Yuuichirou managed to choke out in broken sobs, tugging at the cuffs as he felt his boyfriend graze that one spot that maskedthe pain for a brief moment. “…I-It hurts… hurts…”   “Yuu…!!” Mikaela grunted as he rammed his cock deep within Yuuichirou, his thrusts came to a stop as he keep his hips still as he released inside his boyfriend. He let out a satisfied sigh as he sat up, staring down at the trembling Yuuichirou…   “…Why… why…” Yuuichirou cried in a hoarse voice, refusing to even look at the one he would never consider a boyfriend ever again. Yet when that hand began to gently caress his cheek he was conflicted inside, it made him think about all those times Mikaela would do this sweet whenever he had a nightmare, it was soothing, but still he hurthim… “…Mika…Mika…” he cried.   “…It’s okay baby…it’s okay…” Mikaela whispered. His member still deep inside his sobbing boyfriend. “Shhh…bare the pain… Ferid’s watching through a camera…I’ll explain to you later...I’m sorry”   “…It hurts…Mika…” Yuuichirou cried, “Please…t-take off the cuffs…”   “Fine…” Mikaela whispered as he pulled out, reaching over to his pants to grave the keys for the cuffs he quickly took of Yuuichirou’s wrists. He pulled Yuuichirou up on his lap, lifting his hips up to gently set him down against his still hard cock. Yuuichirou whimpered as the membered entered him once again, tears still streaming down his cheek. “Admit you like it…”   Yuuichirou weakly nodded, knowing that if he didn’t go with this, that Ferid might do something, but it really scared him to know Mikaela was capable of hurting him. “…I-I like it…” he hoarsely said, “…b-but it hurts…”   “Then I’ll make you feel good…” Mikaela whispered as he grinded his hips upwards, hitting the exact same spot he had done before. Yuuichirou let out a surprised moan, wrapping his tired arms around Mikaela’s neck, “…That’s it moan loud for me…”   “…M-mika…” Yuuichirou weakly moaned, burying his face against the other’s neck. He lightly bit the blonde’s neck as his body was slowly being rocked, the hard member deep inside him rubbing against his prostate with every single grind of Mikaela’s hips. “NNG! MIKA!”   Mikaela nipped as Yuuichirou’s neck, kissing the dark hickeys he left. “…I love you… Yuu-chan… don’t you forget that…” he whispered as he gripped Yuuichirou now hard member, stroking it as he began thrusting inside Yuuichirou.   “…Mika…Mika…” Yuuichirou mewled as he lifted he lifted his hips up to slam back down against his boyfriend’s hard cock, throwing his head back, moaning out weakly. “…Mika…I'm coming…!”   “I know…” Mikaela whispered as he nibbled on Yuuichirou’s earlobe, stroking his lover’s cock faster, savoring the distressed, high pitched moans escaping those pink kissed-swollen lips. “Yuu-chan…”   With a few more strokes and thrusts, Yuuichirou’s entire body shook as came with a loud moan, his face twisting in pleasure bringing the blonde close to the edge again. “Mikaaa!” he whimpered as Mikaela shot his load inside him once again, filling him up more.   “Yuu-chan…” he groaned as he pulled out, gently lying Yuuichirou down against the bed. He kissed the top of his lover’s head and rested beside him. “…I’m really sorry” he whispered.   Yuuichirou closed his eyes, bringing his knees up to his chest, curling up in a fetus position. Mikaela wrapped his arms around the young teen, stroking his hair in hopes to make him forget this, yet it didn’t seem to work when Yuuichirou began to cry softly. It painedMikaela to see Yuuichirou like this and it was way worse knowing that he causedYuuichirou to cry. Yuuichirou trustedhim, he could’ve given him a warning, he could’ve helped him get mentally prepared, but he was selfish, he was scared…   “…Mika… I…”   Mikaela’s heart was beginning to accelerate, preparing for those words that would feel like a gunshot through his heart.   “…I-I want you to leave me alone for a while…”   “…A-alright…” Mikaela whispered as he sat up, grabbing the soiled blankets and threw it to the ground. He stood up, heading to the closet to grab a fresh clean one, covering up Yuuichirou’s trembling body to warm him up. “…I’m sorry…”   Yet saying sorrywasn’t going to mean anything, Mikaela knew that… he had broken Yuuichirou again. It wasn’t going to be easy to get his trustback…He had to do it… he had to hurt Yuuichirou… in order to keep him away from Ferid’s touch, to protect him… but he let the desire over power take over… to let his hormones get the best of it.   Mikaela got changed in a fresh pair of clothes and glanced at Yuuichirou, feeling his heart shatter at the sound of those soft sobs, he couldn’t do anything about it. Yuuichirou didn’t want him around… not now. He took his leave, unlocking the door and slamming it shut as he just ran, loathing himself, wanting to just rot in hell because he deserved to suffer for eternity…not Yuuichirou.   Once Mikaela was gone, Yuuichirou sat up, finding the key Mikaela had tossed a while ago, questioning how Mikaela left without it, he must have had a spare key. He got out of bed, crying out in pain as his legs gave up on him entirely, an immense pain shooting up his spine. He sobbed in pain caused by the one he loved, but he knew inside…that those that hurt you…are the ones that actually love you the most…   “…If I hurt you emotionally Mika… know that I love you” Yuuichirou sarcastically whispered as he crawled over to the key, mustering up all the strength get up in order to go over to the door and locking it. “…I should’ve known the love wasn’t real…you goddamn liar…liar…LIAR!!!” he screamed at the top of his lungs, “YOU’RE JUST LIKE HIM! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!”   He collapsed onto the floor again, laughing to himself as he let the tears fall from his eyes. Remembering the man that first raped him…that’s when he felt his heart stop for a moment as realization hit him “No…no…it can’t be…” he whispered, his body trembling upon remembering the way the man looked…and those blue eyes… he saw theresemblance, “…Y-you are…like him” Chapter End Notes Hahahaha...What have I done, I honestly didn't want to write this, but oh well what's done is done! This was the catch! Mika would become Yuuichirou's puppeteer, but in return he would have to rape him in order for Ferid to watch in enjoyment for obvious reasons that do not need to be explained. But now Yuu hates him, maybe, he's broken, that's all you should know. Now, now Yuu found out that the first man that raped him is similar to Mika, if you did not know, Mika's dad raped Yuu, he was the first. I wrote this in one go, sorry if it's shit, it's probably like the most fucked up chapter I've written, having Mika just rape Yuu, especially when they were starting to become happy, oh well~ Now I want you guys to think what will Yuu do, he just locked himself in the bedroom. He wants to hurt Mika emotionally Think about it... He's attempted it before. See you guys in the next update~ ***** It All Crashes Down ***** Chapter Notes Songs for this chapter "Falling Inside the Black" by Skillet "Why" by Rascal Flatts See the end of the chapter for more notes Yuuichirou cried with all his heart. His back was against the locked door of the bedroom. He sat their within the darkness, knees pulled up to his chest, his body aching from the painMikaela had brought upon him. He ignored the knocks that would come in an interval of five minutes. He refused to open up the door to anyone, even if that person was the one he loved.   “Yuu-chan” A soft voice call from behind the locked door, followed by a small knock, “I’m so sorry… please…I never meant to cause you any harm…please…understand…”   “Leave me alone…” Yuuichirou sobbed, bringing his trembling hands up to his ears as he stood up, walking far from the door. He could not find anything that could relief him of everything inside, to numbevery feeling, anything that could bring him the sweetsensation of the burn against his skin. To feel the burn followed by the sensation of an oozing liquid down his wrists, the same color that’s haunted him and forced out of his own body.   “Yuu-chan, open the door…please…!”Mikaela began to beg, pounding his fists against the door.   The raven haired teen just continued to cry silently, in hopesthat Mikaela would leave him again. To leave him in the silence of the bedroom, with the voices within his mind… His body was craving for the burn, waiting for the ignition of the starting fire. Yuuichirou let out a laugh as his dull green eyes landed upon the window. He took notice of the metal bars preventing any attempt of escape or suicide, but he realized something.   The window was made out of glass.   “…No… that just wouldn’t do…” Yuuichirou whispered, his eyes continuing to scan the area until he just grinned at a sudden idea, “Perfect…”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Mikaela let out a frustrated cry as he slammed his fist against the door one more time. He dropped to his knees, cryingfor ever harming the only person he knew that he could love. The only person that was the first to ever lovehim no longer wantedhim. In other words, he was hated from the looks of it. Yuuichirou wasn’t even opening the door, he wasn’t replying to his words.   He felt like an idiot for leaving the key there, he only realized about an hour later when he had gone to talk to Ferid. It was only until he was at the man’s office that he sensed the behavior Yuuichirou was showing was in a way familiar. The way he curled up, the way he screamedat the top of his lungs, cursing,and slamminghis fists to cause dark bruises on his hand gave away a horrible intention.   All the fist slamming, it didn’t seem to faze Yuuichirou in anyway. He just kept going to the point that he couldn’t even move his hands, to the point they turned dark. Mikaela knew that he just crushed the world he had formed for Yuuichirou. The one he gaveto him with the sacrifices he had made in order to protecthim, to keep him at bayat the hands of Ferid.   Yet that wasn’t enough to keep the true monster that brought this agony to the young teen. Mikaela was the one to bring him agony. He was always the one. He knew it himself, yet he was so selfish and stubbornto realize he was the root of everything. He was the beginning. If they hadn’t met maybe they would’ve found their own happiness. “…Yuu-chan…” Mikaela sobbed pathetically into his hands as he stood up. “I’m so sorry”   With that final cry, he finally turned his back on the door knowing that he should not question Yuuichirou’s own actions now. Although, he did know he should return just in case, he just hopedhis dear boyfriend…well probably ex,wouldn’t dare attempt something stupid…He should have more faithin him after all…   “Don’t leave me…in this hell Yuu-chan…” Mikaela whispered like a mantra as he walked downstairs and over to the backyard, in hopes to get his mind of the idea of the hatredover his very own existence at that moment.   Just as Mikaela sat at the stairs that lead to the garden of the mansion, he heard footsteps right behind him, followed by a pair of hands resting against his shoulders. “Nee, Mika, you really made your precious Yuu cry and scream…” the voice spoke up.   “…Please…don’t remind me…Lacus” Mikaela muttered as he glanced up to see Lacus right there, his appearance has changed drastically. He was far from weak like when they were kids, he was quite healthy and fitfor someone around the age of sixteen that was a puppet.   Lacus sat next to the shorter teen, ruffling his blonde hair gently, “…I’m not surprised honestly…let me guess…Ferid?” he asked with a small sad smile.   “…Y-yeah…” Mikaela whispered, his body trembling slightly, remembering the whole deal. “…I really didn’t want to hurt Yuu-chan”   “Then why did you do it? Why didn’t you warn him…?”   “Because if I told him…then…Ferid would’ve…done so in front of me…over…and over…” Mikaela forced the words out of his mouth, wanting Lacus to understand the current situation as best as possible, “…It was a deal… I-I’m Yuu- chan’s…puppeteer now because of it…but…Ferid still has control over me…”   Lacus’s eyes suddenly widened at the word puppeteer. “W-wait you mean you control Yuu!? D-does he not know?!”   “N-No…I told you...already…” Mikaela sobbed as he brought his trembling, dirty hands up to his face, hiding away from Lacus. “I was supposed to rape him once! But these fucking hormones got the best of me!” he screamed.   “Yeah, hormones can be a bitch, I can remember when I first started touching myself…and then Rene walked in… and we had a five minute staring contest… and we fucked… and so what are we talking about again?”   “Wait…what the heck are, you,talking about!?”   Lacus let out a soft chuckle as he patted Mikaela’s back, “Look at the age you guys are, life is practically shit, it’s tough, I get it, but look even with all this shit…take me and Rene as an example… I wanted to die my whole life… but now, now that we’re older Ferid has actually let us be…and now we’re close from being free from control…”   “…So I just have to keep being happy, even feign it, until the day I actually achieve it”   “Yeah…We’re experts at that anyways, don’t forget your skill…even when you get your happiness with Yuu”   “MIKAELA!”   A voice shouted from behind them. Mikaela jumped on his feet in utter fearat the sound of the angry voice, knowing full well it was from Ferid. His blue eyes glanced over to meet up with those glaring eyes, staring down at him like prey. Ferid walked up close to the young teen and grabbed his arm roughly, luckily Mikaela did not complain, he had no rightto anyways.   Ferid dragged Mikaela back inside the mansion, “Get Yuuichirou out of the room!” He snapped.   “He told me to leave him alone for a while!”   “Yea so you don’t stop him from killing himself!” Ferid shouted, “He’s made a rope out of fucking bed sheets! He’s going to hang himself! GET! HIM! OUT!”   “WHAT!?” Mikaela quickly yanked his arm out of Ferid’s grip and rushed upstairs, heading straight to their bedroom. Fear ignited throughout his entire body, he didn’twant Yuuichirou to kill himself. If he did he would be all alone. He doesn’t want that. He has not said sorry. He hasn’t said it correctly or explained the entire situation.   Once reaching the locked door, Mikaela furiously pounded his fist against the door, shaking the door knob in hopes that the door was unlocked. Yet it was still locked shut. He couldn’t hear a thing. Yuuichirou wasn’t making a single sound. His mind was going berserkwith the overload of emotions. He didn’t want this. He never meant for this to go that far. It was all, his fault.   “Yuu-chan! PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR! YUU-CHAN!” Mikaela screamed as he banged at the door, “I’M SORRY! YUU-CHAN! PLEASE! DON’T DO IT! I’M BEGGING YOU! PLEASE!!”   There was silence once again… until…   “Sorry…? Tch…don’t make me laugh… the last time you said sorry was when you broke my wrist…”Yuuichirou finally spoke up, his voice in monotone. “…Now…you want to stop me…from achieving MY happiness…again”   “YUU-CHAN SUICIDE ISN’T HAPPINESS! OPEN THE DOOR! YUU-CHAN!”   “…why should I open the door…you could rape me again…I’m not risking that…”   “I’M NOT! I’M NOT! I SWEAR! I LOVE YOU! YUU-CHAN, DON’T DO THIS! I-I LOVE YOU!”   “Well I’m doing this because ‘I love you’ too Mika… those that bring you harm are the ones that love you the most right?” Yuuichirou laughed at the top of his lungs. “…rot…in…hell”   Mikaela cried as he continued to bang at the door, his fists turning an angry shade of red from all the pounding. He knew that he could not do anything. Yuuichirou had finally fallen at the hands of madness. There was no way he could turn Yuuichirou away from the dark path, he was far from anyone to grasp him, to savehim.   The teen quickly glanced over and spotted Ferid rushing towards him with a laptop in hand. Once the man was next to him, Mikaela saw what Ferid was looking at. It was at the camera installed inside the room. Mikaela felt his heart just break into a million of pieces at what his eyes were being presented with.   There in the room alone was obviously Yuuichirou. He was standing on a chair, the rope made of blankets was tied up to a high shelf along with a self-made noose that was around his neck. Tears were rolling down Yuuichirou’s face…he was tightening the noose around his neck…to kill him instantly.   Mikaela just began kicking at the door with all his might, “YUUICHIROU DON’T DO IT! PLEASE! PLEASE LISTEN TO ME! LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY!” he screamed.   “…fine… you got five seconds…”   “THAT’S NOT ENOUGH TIME! PLEASE! GIVE ME MORE TIME! I DID THIS TO PROTECT YOU!”   “…four…three…”   “I DIDN’T MEAN FOR THIS! YUUICHIROU PLEASE STOP! GET DOWN FROM THE CHAIR!”   “two…”   “I DID IT SO I CAN CONTROL YOU! SO WE COULD FINALLY BE FREE! YUU-CHAN! I LOVE YOU! I DID THIS ALL FOR YOU! I WAS THE REASON YOU WEREN’T HURT FOR FIVE YEARS! I LET FERID HAVE HIS WAY WITH ME…YUU-CHAN…”   “…w-what... why didn’t you te—ack!!!”   “Yuu-chan…?! YUU-CHAN!” Mikaela glanced back at the screen of the laptop and his blue eyes widened in horror. He looked back at the man with tear stained begging eyes and gripped his forearm. He was willing to do anything if it meant that it would save Yuuichirou, “HELP ME BREAK THE DOOR! HELP ME! PLEASE! PLEASE!”   “…heh… you really do love him” Ferid chuckled as he set the laptop down, “Fine…”   Mikaela took a step back as he watched as the man he had hated his entire life actually helpinghim. Ferid slammed himself against the door, trying his hardest to break it down, but the door was sturdy, it wasn’t going down without a fight. Every second passing, Mikaela could feel his entire world was at the brink towards the end. His blue eyes remained glued to the screen as he watched Yuuichirou struggling to remove the noose, gasping for oxygen.    He then took notice of his wrists…drenched in deep red, there was a trail of glass and blood from the window all the way to where Yuu was hanging from…   It felt like time just stopped and the whole world just froze for a brief moment. The door finally came down and Mikaela ran inside without looking back. His heart was racing as he rushed to Yuuichirou still hanging, his limbs were frantically moving as he struggled…but they were slowing down followed by the small silent chokes.   Mikaela quickly grabbed a hold of Yuuichirou, lifting him up just a bit to allow at least a bit of oxygen into his lungs. Now the hard task came was undoing the noose, but as he tugged, it caused the noose to tighten around the young teen’s neck. It was no use…   Yuuichirou’s body just fell limp as he finally came down at the sound of fabric being torn. Mikaela dropped to his knees, holding his love’s body close to his chest. He continued to cry without any sign of stopping. He leaned over to plant a shaking kiss onto Yuuichirou’s pale cheek, his body trembling in fear and self-hatred of what he had just witness…   “Yuu-chan…I’m sorry…” Mikaela sobbed, but there was no point in even apologizing anymore… It was useless. He held Yuuichirou close, rocking their bodies as his cries did not light up one bit. Yuuichirou wasn’t responding to him. There was no heartbeat. There was no oxygen flowing either. Blood was endlessly rushing out from the deep cuts down his wrists that had possibly hit a major vein. Yuuichirou finally reached the abyss he longed for. “I can’t lose you…not now…”   The blonde teen opened Yuuichirou’s mouth, pressing his lips against his with one hand pinching the bridge of his nose as he attempted to perform CPR on his lover. He knew there was a low chance that Yuuichirou could even be breathing once again. Mikaela still wanted to try. He still wanted to believe there was a chance to save his lover!   Yet Mikaela knew deep inside his broken mind and heart that he could not do anything... Nothing was going to bring his Yuuichirou back. The amount of blood the raven-haired teen had last was far too much and the amount of time he has been lacking oxygen must have cause irreversible fatal damage to his brain.   The blonde teen let out another loud cry, mourning over the fact that he had failed… failed to protect someone he had promised to keep happy… to keep out of harm’s way… so they could both be happy, so they had a reason to keep on living…   …Nothing mattered anymore. Life had no purpose. Nothing was going to be all right because the only person that made this world seemed so perfect, so wonderful despite all the flaws…Despite all the torture and pain, was no longer breathing.   Mikaela’s world came to a sudden halt now that he was one inch away from falling from the cliff towards his doom. He wailed at the loss of his lover, at the fact that he would never be able to imagine to beautiful green eyes he had come to love when they had first met despite looking so dull. Never again would his heart skip another glance at that gorgeous smile Yuuichirou would flash in just pure joy… To feel his warm touch and lips… to fall asleep to the soft rhythm of his heartbeat and sweet soothing voice.   Thesmile…   The light in those eyes…   The warmness from his entire body…   His heartbeat…   His sweet voice…   All gone, with all their dreams of the future, now, down the drain… Chapter End Notes Wow...just wow...what have I done...what...have...I...done... ;-; I'm just going to end the Mikayuu side of the story for now like this, for now, I will continue eventually so don't kill me please. I'm going to try to finish the Gureshin side of the story before I continue w/ mikayuu alright. Anyways see you in the next update or when I put up the next mikayuu chapter ***** As Long As We Try ***** Chapter Notes Managed to finish up the gureshin chapter, hope you enjoy, I didn't feel like making it fucked up like the other chapters, I tried, like the chapter title say, as long as I tried mates Songs for this chapter "Battlefield" by Jordin Sparks "Just Give Me A Reason" by Pink See the end of the chapter for more notes It seemed as the hours, the days, and the years that have gone by seemed so meaningless. Shinya didn’t know how to feel anymore. All that was inside his mind and heart was pure despair. He knew he shouldn’t feel this way, not when he had the person he lovedby his side. They haven’t even been located by Tenri and it was all thanks to Krul’s assist in their escape.   Yet even being with a loved one, Shinya felt like this love was one sided. He didn’t need any reason why because the reason was before his eyes. Every single minute of the day, Guren wouldn’t look at him. He would not uttera word. He did not even work to gain any money undercover. All the money they had has been wasted on something Shinya did not approve of.   Shinya walked to the living room with a simple plate of dinner. “…So you’re not going to eat Guren…?” the now twenty-two year old male asked.   Violet eyes glanced at him, dulland almost lifeless. “…No…” Guren grumbled as he whisked the bottle off the coffee table filled with the liquid that would result in his self-inflicted death. “Is there more beer in the fridge…?”   “No…” Shinya muttered coldly as he began to head straight towards the stairs. “Go get your own poison”   “I asked you kindly, did I not?!” Guren growled as he stood up, bringing the bottle of beer to his lips as he swallowed the drink down. Shinya bit his lip and refused to stare at this man he couldn’t believe he had fallen in lovewith. “Oi! Look at me! I’m yer boyfriend aren’t I?!”   Shinya let out a laugh as he shot a glare at the tall male, “Seriously, you’re going with that bullshit again! Come on Guren admit it… you don’t even love me…” he rolled his eyes.   Guren walked towards the white haired male, a brow raised in confusion, “I love you… come on, you know I do…” he said with a drunken smile.   “Then…why…?”   “Why… what?”   “…Why do you whisper her name?” Shinya set the plate of food down in a nearby spot and brought his hands up to his tear filled blue eyes. “I-I thought you would forget about her… I thought that you moved on…b-but I was wrong…”   The dark haired man remained silent, his violet eyes now staring down at the wooden floor. Despite being a drunken man that he has become, he quite understood what Shinya had just said. He could not deny that he has spoken about her name. He couldn’t denythat he missed her still. He has nevermoved on to begin with.   Guren blinked, realizing how long it’s been since her death… he should’vemoved on… “…Shinya…” the man whispered, trying to sober up to the best of his possibilities, but the amount of alcohol he has consumed was making a real difficulty to realize the seriousness of this situation.   “Since you really don’t love me…I informed Krul to pick me up…in a matter of days, so you can be alone…with the thought of Mahiru…” Shinya mumbled as he took a few steps back, his blue eyes staring at the floor, not having the courage to stare into those violet eyes he began…to loathe…   “…You can’t leave!” Guren snapped as he took a staggering step forward, his hand reaching to grab a hold of the shorter male, but Shinya just swung at him and effectively hit him across the cheek. Guren growled, bringing his hand slowly to his cheek, glaring daggers at Shinya.   “You don’t fucking scare me, come at me you damn alcoholic” Shinya shouted.   “Tch, I see why Tenri adopted you” Guren chuckled as he stood up straight, cracking his knuckles, “…a Hiiragi…is a Hiiragi after all”   “I may be a Hiiragi but we can agree that I suck at close range combat” Shinya chuckled as he was beginning to walk back, his eyes set on a specific item in the living room.   “Oh then my dear, then you better get…ready” Guren laughed as he charged at the white haired male who quickly reached over to a lamp, tossing it at the drunken man who was able to run. Guren quickly dodged the thrown item and was about to grab a hold of the other male until Shinya dodged his hand, showing off by doing a double backflip. “Show off!”   “I ama Hiiragi~” Shinya snickered as he ran upstairs, skipping a few steps along the way, dashing past a few rooms. He grabbed a hold of some random door and slammed it shut, to make it seemed like he had entered. Shinya then made it towards Guren’s own bedroom as the two would no longer share the same one for obviousreasons.   “Damn it Shinya I’m going to kill you!”   Shinya quietly locked the door before heading towards the window. While he was going towards the window he glanced around the man’s room, it was quite strange. Pictures were hanging all over the wall. He knew that they were never there before, which was actually creepy. Shinya walked up to one specifically at the far corner of the bedroom. His blue eyes became filled with tears at the sight of the picture that brought in a surge of old happy memories.   Before him was a picture of him and Guren when they were just around the age ten, they were smiling like the huge dorks they were. Mahiru was there too, she was in between the both of them. Yet none the less, he could recall giving her a kiss on one cheek while Guren did the same for the other. They were really happyback them. That was before they were given strict orders a few weeks after that picture…   “…Got you…” Guren spoke up all of a sudden, wrapping his arms around Shinya’s waist tightly, his breath reeking of alcohol. Shinya jumped the moment he was caught and attempted to break free, but Guren had such a tight grip on him. What was more confusing was how he got in when the door was locked. “I have a key to my own room Shinya… ever thought about that?”   Shinya softly laughed as he shook his head, “Well you caught me… are you going to kill me now?” he asked as he managed to turned around to face the man he had loved. He grabbed a hold of one of Guren’s hands, bringing it up to his neck, “…You can strangle me… you can beat the shit out of me…whatever you like…”   “…Shinya…” Guren whispered as he lightly squeezed the white haired male’s throat before letting his arm drop to the side. “…I don’t…want to kill you… I- I…don’t know what to do actually…”   “…Well I’m telling you what to do aren’t I?”   “…But…I don’t want to…I told you…” Guren mumbled, “I admit that I still miss her…but don’t leave me…alone…not again”   “…You’re seriously hard to please…” Shinya smiled faintly and was finally released from that one arm on his waist. “…But I made my decision, maybe we weren’t even meant to be… I tried my best to love you back…yet you never tried to return it…”   “…How am I supposed to know how?”   “…Well I don’t know how to either but I try…” Shinya looked into those sadden violet eyes, seeing the true conflict inside Guren. It wasn’t allbecause Mahiru. Hell she introduced them, but she did cause their relationship to be on thin ice, especially with the whole marriage thing…Guren never knew how to actually love…he never had it. They were both the same. “…I’d love to be with you…but I just can’t keep living like this in fear that Tenri would find us… We’re still his puppets”   Guren nodded and looked out the window, “Who am I to stop you… hopefully he doesn’t find you…” He said softly with a faint smile on his lips. Shinya smiled in return and as he was going to head out the door, Guren grabbed a hold of him and forced him down onto the floor.   “OI! GUREN!”   “SHUSH!” Guren whispered angrily as he shielded Shinya’s body the minute a gunshot was fired, shattering the glass window of the room. Shinya began to tremble at the noise, staring into Guren’s eyes. “…Speak of the devil…they’re here…damn it!”   “…No this can’t be happening” Shinya muttered to himself as he tried to get up, but Guren still held him down as more shots were fired into the room, destroying everything in sight in an attempt to harm them. “…Guren, shield yourself too!”   “No! I’m already a loss cause. You still have a future ahead! Just lay low and let me be your shield! Let me be your damn knightin shining armor!” Guren shouted as he cupped Shinya’s cheeks and smiled sincerely, “That’s the only the only way… I can show that I loveyou”   “Hard to believe when I don’t know if you’re drunk or not”   “I’m not! I promise! I sobered up! Reach over to the bottom drawer. I have a shogun stored there!”   “Why do you have a shotgun!?”   “I expected they would come some day!” Guren chuckled, “Let’s escape those bastards our way”   Shinya nodded and grinned, grasping Guren’s hand tightly, their fingers intertwining with one another, “I like the way you think” he stated before Guren leaned down and planted a kiss on his lips. Shinya happily returned the kiss.   This was going to be a long fight for survival from the looks of it. If this was the last chance of living in happiness, they would engage with all their strength and energy…until they drop…or until they achieve their long overdue happy ending. Chapter End Notes Will both Guren and Shinya achieve their happy ending? I can be unpredictable sometimes you know, >:D not all the time tho v_v lol Their story is coming to a close! Probably I would just make one long ass chapter in the next update, so you guys don't suffer from suspense. I was going to make Guren a straight-up alcoholic prick, but then I was like naaaah I don't want to give you guys more feels especially w/ what happened in the last chapter with mika and yuu. I tried making this slightly happy, just slightly by having Guren be a sweetheart and protecting Shinya. I was going to have him shot and end it here like the evil person I am, but like I said I don't want ya'll to die from feels ight, maybe I do, you'll never know. Anyways, see you in the next update. (◕‿◕) ***** Fighting Together ***** Chapter Notes Managed to get another chapter, this will be the last one for GureShin, sort of. Anyways enjoy! Song for this chapter "Can't Hold Us" by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis See the end of the chapter for more notes Shouts, gunshots, and many fragile items were falling shattered onto the ground. Orders were barked from all around, the house was surrounded. There was no chance of escape. This was obviously the end of their not that much peaceful life. Just when both Guren and Shinya have cleared things up. Yet they weren’t backing down.   “Caught you little bitch” A man shouted as he pointed a gun at the back of Shinya’s head after sneaking right behind him from the kitchen.   “Well I caught you” A deep voice spoke up, causing the armed male to flinch as he felt the barrel of a gun at the back of his head. Before the man could react the trigger was pulled. Shinya was splattered with blood and turned to face Guren who was just chuckling. “They’re really stupid”   Shinya nodded, “Obviously. Couldn’t you have shot him in some other direction?” He asked with a pout as he began re-loading the shotgun in his hand. “Besides we can’t keep holding out in here, they’ll end up sending Kureto in…”   “I know, but trust me, I was setting up a few things while you were shooting people” Guren said as he pointed the gun at some direction, his eyes still on Shinya as he shot someone trying to ruin their moment together. He reached into his pocket and took out a remocontrol which he tossed to Shinya.   The short male eyed the device in confusion, “What’s this?”   “Well…Krul taught me how to arm a few bombs” Guren chuckled, “With that bad boy you can blow up the two main points where they’ll enter in large quantities. When you see large strong group detonate the bomb without hesitation”   “Wait…but what if Shinoa is a part of any group…”   “Well, may God or whatever her belief is with her…”   It wasn’t like Guren wanted the girl to die. He had spent most of his time raising her when she was young after all. Yet this was no time to take a shot in the dark. This was an outnumbering battle over the right of control. They weren’t going to get down on their knees and obey the man that has caused great grief in their lives. That man deserved to pay with his life… The entire corrupted blood-line.   This was like a damn test. This was to prove who the true superiorone is here. This was their chance to break the system of control. This was the time to finally break free from all this bullshit. There was no turning back.   “Guren duck! Sniper spotted north from our direction!” Shinya snapped as he took cover behind a wall, still firing at the oncoming armed people trying to return them to their hell.   “Here catch!” Guren shouted as he ducked behind their dining table. He quickly tossed Shinya a sniper rifled stained in the blood of the one who previously used it. Shinya set the shotgun aside and caught the sniper, quickly looking out of his cover to point the sniper at the woman off in the distance. Shinya fired the gun and quickly took cover. “Damn Shinya they really did teach you distanced combat!”   Shinya actually giggled, “Well that was their mistake after all” he soon looked over to his left to snipe a few others wielding snipers. “Boom headshot!”   “You’re treating this like a video game”   “Our life is like a video game. Pick or say the wrong things will lead up to a specific end! We just happened to have one that seems like we’ll be fighting waves of enemies until we die!”   “Then let’s just hope wedon’t get a game over”   “Don’t hope! Let’s make that shit a reality!”   “Damn you’re crazy… I love it!” Guren laughed as he stood up and walked up to Shinya, pressing him against the wall shielding them from one side. The tall male pressed his lips against the others. The two of them still keeping an eye on those trying to interrupt them…Half of them were just staring in utter confusion. Guren pulled away and smiled, “…I love you”   Shinya chuckled breathlessly, “I love you too…”   At that moment, it felt like their souls no longer felt heavy or tight like it always had. That entire weight that identified them as lowly positions, as puppets felt as if it had just vanished. Their eyes seemed to have become lighter shade than before. They stared into each other’s eyes, smiling as their hearts skipped a beat at the sight of the newly shade of color. With every millisecond passing, it felt like the connection between their souls have reformed, it was bound by a stronger string. One that would not snap so easily.   “I WILL NOT LOSE CONTROL OVER THE TWO OF YOU! YOU WILL SUBMIT TO THE TRUE HIIRAGIS!” A loud voice roared. The couple quickly glanced over to spot Tenri heading their direction with Kureto besides him…and Shinoa.   “Detonate the bomb!” Guren shouted.   “But Shinoa!” Shinya snapped. His blue eyes on the young teen that he had always lovedas a sister. “Shinoa run!”   The thirteen year old girl blinked as she noticed the control in Shinya’s hand and took the hint. Shinoa dodged her father’s hand and bolted towards the couple’s direction. Guren grabbed a hold of her and quickly stood in front of her as Kureto fired his magnum in an attempt to kill her. The man groaned in agony as the bullet penetrated his shoulder.   Shinya scowled, “Now you’re all going to pay for all the suffering!” he screamed as he quickly hit the bottom meant for the bomb from where Tenri was near of. The white haired male crossed his arms in front of him as the ground below rumbled, followed by a loud explosion, knocking the three back from the force.   “Guys the roof is going to collapse!” Shinoa shouted as she quickly got up on her feet, lifting Guren up before rushing to Shinya who was slightly dazed from hitting the wall.   The floor beneath continued to tremble like an earthquake. Yet if they remained standing there any longer surely they would be dead. Shinya mustered up all the sudden burst of energy and grabbed both his boyfriend’s and sister’s hand, forcibly dragging them out through the back door. They managed to make it out and avoided any other armed men and women attempting to save their fellow comrades, but to no avail. It seemed like Tenri called in a whole damn army…   Once they were a safe distance from any harm. Shinya turned to face Shinoa and hugged, “Has he done anything to you?” Shinya asked softly.   “Surprisingly no…” Shinoa breathlessly chuckled, “…You guys are finally free…”   Guren nodded, his hand pressing against the wound on his shoulder, “We should get out of here… Do you have a phone with you Shinoa?”   “Yup, I was going to call Krul, but I didn’t have time! Let’s make sure we’re far away as possible” Shinoa giggled, her eyes landing on the remote control Shinya still had, “Mind if I detonate the other bomb?”   “Be my guest! Finish them off” Shinya smiled as he held the remote out, Shinoa returned the smile and grabbed the remote control. She rested her finger against the button before pressing it.   The last explosion went off, possibly injuring the others that were still around. Shinoa tossed the control aside, “Well…does this mean I’m under your control?” she asked, “You’re practically the last Hiiragi that’s not a puppet…”   “...I guess I am your puppeteer” Shinya rested his hand on his adoptive sister’s shoulder, leaning to plant a kiss on her forehead, “…I will try my best to help you achieve freedom…”   “Can we like call Krul, I’m going to get an infection or bleed to death” Guren grumbled.   “Oh shush, we’re having a sibling moment!” Shinya laughed, Shinoa joining along with him. Guren faintly smiled, they just needed to leave this place to finallyhave their happy ending.   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   The three could not grab a hold of Krul, so they ended up stealing one of the vehicles Tenri had brought along with others. They were heading straight to the hospital to get Guren treated immediately. Shinoa was doing her best to try to clean the wound, but Guren actually was resisting her aid. Shinya made it totally ten times better when he pushed on the breaks, one because Guren was resisting help, and two he didn’t have a seat belt on, so he almost flew out of his seat.   “SHINYA!” Guren shouted, too angry to even notice Shinoa dabbing a rag with rubbing alcohol. He only noticed when he felt an agonizing sting on his shoulder. “OW! FUCK!”   “Just let her treat you so you don’t have to stay in the hospital for too damn long!” Shinya shouted as he just began speeding down the street, hopeful, that the police wouldn’t stop them.   Guren complied with his boyfriend’s wish and stayed put. Shinoa snickered as she pressed the rag tightly against the wound, earning another curse from the man. The drive wasn’t too long as they made it to the nearest hospital in a matter of two hours. They parked somewhere, somewhere… They seriously didn’t care since the vehicle wasn’t theirs.   They entered the emergency room where they went to check in. Luckily there weren’t many people waiting their turn. For now the lady at the desk could only give Guren a painkiller and a cup of water. Just as they went to go take a seat, something caught Shinya’s eyes actually. He let both Guren and Shinoa go on without him as he walked over to the thing, well person that caught his attention.   “Krul?” Shinya asked as he walked over to the pink haired women, standing in front of a tall man.   The woman with long pink hair with two strands done in pigtails turned around, it was Krul. Her red eyes were identicalto the other man’s. “Shinya?!”   “Maybe I should leave you two be~” The man snickered before he was swiftly punched across the face, falling onto the ground.   “You’re not going anywhere FERID!” She screamed, causing everyone in the room to flinch at the sound of her powerful voice. “I gave you orders and you! DISOBEYED!”   The room fell silent as Ferid let out a dark laugh. Chapter End Notes Next chapter will be Mikayuu or just Mika, who knows! At least both Guren and Shinya are free from control! Shinoa is sort of free too! They'll still appear in upcoming chapters, but it'll mostly center around Mika and Yuu, if he's even alive lol. ;0 Who knew that Krul had control over Ferid, shouldn't be a surprise actually, it was bound to happen, she is vampire queen in the anime~ but something gunna happen. What was Krul doing there? Why is Ferid laughing? What were orders did Ferid disobey? Where's Mika and what happened to Yuu? (take a 'wild' guess) Are both Tenri and Kureto ACTUALLY dead? (fuck yes, I'll kill them again if I have to) There are so many questions you could ask yourself to make you wonder what will happen Anyways see you guys in the next update~ ***** Patience ***** Chapter Notes The MikaYuu side of the story returns! Your questions whether Yuu lives or dies shall be answered! Also if there are any mistakes inform me so I can fix them! Anyways enjoy~ Song for this chapter: "I Won't Give Up" by Jazon Mraz "All of Me" by John Legend See the end of the chapter for more notes The monitor kept beeping, every beep feeling like an hour in hopes that the rate wouldn’t drop. Mikaela sat beside the bed, his head hanging low as the tears rolled down his pale cheeks. His hand held Yuuichirou’s small coldhands, gripping them tightly, wishing that the warmth in them would return. Yet he knew his wish, his dream of wanting Yuuichirou to actually be alive was far from his reach.   The damage that Yuuichirou had inflicted upon himself was fatal. There was just a one percent chance for him to ever open his eyes. For now he remained hooked to many machines to keep his heart beating, to supply him with the oxygen he was deprived of, to keep his organs in check, and to make sure his blood level wouldn’t drop like it did on that day. White bandages were wrapped around Yuuichirou’s body, the most noticeable one were around his arms, and neck that was casted from the strain it was caused upon from hanging too long.   “Yuu-chan…” Mikaela cried at all those memories they would cherish life together. All those times they shared sweet kisses under the trees, all the times they cuddled in bed under the moonlight, and the days they played with the others. “Wake up…please” he pleaded but he knew that Yuuichirou wouldn’t wake up. It’s been over five months and he was still in a coma.   The frail teen trembled as the thoughts of all the joyful memories together took a sudden turn. Mikaela cried as he let out everything he was feeling inside. All those time he stared into those bright green eyes suddenly turned dull, filled with betrayal and hatred. That beautiful smile Yuuichirou would flash was still on his lonely mind fell as blood seeped out those pale lips… all from the traumatic event.   That day he has hated, that dayhas caused him so much grief. The day of the attempted suicide replayed on his mind like the brokenrecord his mind has become. He had no control of his actions, not because of the cruelman. It was because Yuuichirou was the only one that made him feel the way he did and do the things he regretteddoing. There were so many signs one could get at one glance at the blonde teen.   One glance they could see the dark red slashes over his wrists, leaving behind terriblescars that would possibly last until the day he died. His body was frail like when he was a child, almost just skin and bones. These were all the effects of the self-hatred inside Mikaela’s mind. Every minute he came to terms that this was his fault. It was his fault for driving Yuuichirou over the edge. It was his fault, for accepting the opportunity.   “Yuu-chan, don’t leave me…please…” Mikaela continued to cry. His head was aching from all these thoughts and tears, knowing that the same process would repeat tomorrow. Yuuichirou wasn’t to wake up. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…I love you…”   The teen stood up and leaned over slightly to the boy, brushing his now long black bangs to the side as he planted a shaking kiss on his forehead. If Yuuichirou didn’t have the oxygen mask on, he would’ve kissed his lips, he would’ve taken it off just for a second to feel those soft lips against his own. Yet that was selfish act, Yuuichirou was required to have that mask on at all times. Mikaela hated himself, for being so selfish… So selfish for desiring to have Yuuichirou, for wanting to break free, for wanting to stop all this pain for himself first when he should’ve done so in the beginning for Yuuichirou before he was completely shattered.   “…Mika…”   Mikaela blinked and looked up at Yuuichirou, hearing his name slip out of those lips ever so softly in a groan. “…Y-yuu-chan?!” he called out, in hopes that he would get another response, but to no avail. Maybe he just imaginedit.   Before he was about to leave the room without any success of seeing Yuuichirou open his eyes, he kissed his forehead again. “…help…me”   “Huh!” Mikaela jumped at the sound of Yuuichirou’s words, noticing his hand twitching slightly. “Yuu-chan!”   “…dark…”   “Yuu-chan…wake up…please…please! I know you can! Please!” Mikaela shouted as he grabbed a hold of Yuuichirou’s hand, pressing his lips at the back of it, hoping that his touch, that his lips would pull out another reaction. “…Please…Yuu-chan please…”   “Mika…ela…” Yuuichirou whispered as his eyes finally opened, blinking a couple of times before those tired green eyes stared at the blonde. “…M-mika…?”   “Oh god Yuu-chan! You’re awake!” Mikaela smiled, tears of joy beginning to stream his face.   Yuuichirou tilted his head slightly in confusion, “Why is everything blurry! W- why am I here!?” Yuuichirou attempted to grab a hold of Mikaela’s arm, but he couldn’t. “M-mika I can’t move my arms, I-I can’t move!! Why!? WHAT HAPPENED!?”   Mikaela stared at Yuuichirou, horrorwritten all over his face. “…I-I don’t know! I-I think I heard the doctors said y-you’ll have long-term effects! I- I think it’s from trying to h-hang yourself…do you not remember?”   “…I-I tried…t-to hang myself…?” Yuuichirou whispered before he let out a sob, “O-Oh god why!? I-I don’t want to leave you alone! W-why did I try to hang myself!?”   “…I…hurtyou…” Mikaela cried softly as he averted his gaze, “…I raped you…b- because I wanted to be in control of you…n-not Ferid…”   “…W-why didn’t you stop me!?”   “Y-you locked yourself in our room! I-I’m sorry! I should’ve warned you about everything! I should’ve stopped after the first round! I’m a monster! A filthy monster!!” Mikaela screamed as he took a step back, “I’m a filthy monster! I should be in your place! You don’t deserve this! I do! I DO!”   Yuuichirou sniffled and shook his head, managing to recall the memories of what had happened about five months ago. If he could even feel his body, he would reach out to his lover, to hug him, to kiss him. Anything, to comfort him and to stop those tears. “…N-no you’re not! Mika…you’re not…I-I shouldn’t have tried to kill myself…I’m the idiot! I’m the monster! Y-you look freaking terrible...because of me…”   Mikaela rubbed his eyes as he went over to the raven haired teen, wrapping his arms around him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “W-we’re both idiot and monsters…I-I missed you so much…t-they said if you stayed in a coma any longer you they would’ve just let you die…” he whispered.   “I’m glad I woke up then…I-I missed you too…I’m glad you’re here” Yuuichirou smiled, closing his eyes for just for a few seconds, enjoying the warmness of Mikaela’s body he has missed. Then he suddenly remembered something, “W-what about Ferid?”   “…Well…he’s dealing with someone…” Mikaela muttered, “…she helped me break the door and get you down from the rope you made…”   “…She?”   Mikaela nodded and stared deeply into those green eyes, “Her name is Krul Tepes…she has control over Ferid” he whispered, “…From what I heard she’s here because he went against orders…”   “Against? Then what were his orders…?”   “That’s what I want to know…”   “Don’t we allwant to know” A gruff voice spoke up. The two teens quickly glanced over, their face turning pale as if they just saw a ghost. Yuuichirou was beginning to tremble, his heart beginning to accelerate, causing the machine to go haywire upon managing to figure out who he was. Another man walked into the room and turned off the heart monitor so it would not alarm the staff.   “W-why are you guys here…” Mikaela asked, fear hinted in his voice.   The green eyed man sneered, “Well we’re here to see our sons…and” he glanced over at the dark blue eyed man standing beside him, “We’re here to take you back” Chapter End Notes Poor babies, I'm not even giving them a break from all the bullshit & suffering xD I'm so evil. Their dads just appear out of the blue to drag them back into torturous hell, just when Yuu woke up too! Also Yuu can't move and sees blurry because he damaged certain regions in his brain due to cerebral hypoxia and he'll also have some breathing difficulties which is why he needs that oxygen mask on. Correct me if I'm wrong, I suck at research lol Aw why am I making both mika and yuu suffer so much aaaaah it breaks me but it's so fun! haha! Cx Anyways see you in the next update~ Bye~ ***** Not Backing Down ***** Chapter Notes (╯•◡•）╯︵ *throws new chapter to reader* enjoy! Songs for this chapter: "Courtesy Call" by Thousand Foot Krutch "Till I Collapse" by Eminem See the end of the chapter for more notes Mikaela’s fist clenched, scowling at what he had just heard from those two men, theirfathers. Anger rushed through his veins. He grasped Yuuichirou’s hand lightly giving it a squeeze as his eyes darkened, “…I will notlet you take him from me…” The blond teen growled dangerously. “You don’t have any rightto take usback”   Yuuichirou’s father merely chuckled, “But of course we do Mika, Ferid gave us a little call not too long ago…” he grinned, “We just want to be good parents after all”   “Wow, Yuu is still beautiful, even after an attempted suicide~! He surely won’t be able to feel pain with his current state” Mikaela’s father snickered as he took one step further. “Imagine all the money we could get if we put him back into prostitution! He won’t get tired at all!”   “DON’T YOU DARE GET CLOSE YOU BASTARD!” Mikaela screamed at the top his lungs, eyes fired up in pure hatred towards these two sad excuses for fathers. His eyes glanced over the room in hopes to find something to make as a good use of a weapon, but he knew that he wouldn’t even be able to protect himself, or most importantly, hisboyfriend. With his current state of health, he already knew that he couldn’t do anything, that he was weak.But maybe he can use…   “Mika…run…g-go get help” Yuuichirou whispered, staring into Mikaela’s blue eyes, only able to see the bright shade in them. “Please…”   “T-they’ll hurt you… I can’t” Mikaela whispered.   The raven haired teen smiled, “…I may get hurt…again…b-but I’ll know you’ll save me…one way or another”   “You can’t get help from anyone~” The dark haired man cackled. The two teens stared at him with confusion. “Guess you can say the staff is preoccupied…”   Mikaela smirked, “Who said I was going to go to the staff or anyone?” he chuckled as he reached into his pocket, remembering something he had brought. The two men stared at him dumbfounded until they realized the switchblade in the boy’s grasp. He pointed the sharp blade at the two and smiled, “You won’t take Yuu-chan…”   “Mika…” Yuuichirou called out. Mikaela looked at Yuuichirou, flashing him a reassuring smiling. That was until Mikaela noticed those green eyes filled with anger and determination. “…Kill them”   “…Of course…” Mikaela giggled as he kissed Yuuichirou’s forehead. His blue eyes glanced at the two men making their way towards them, but the blonde acted fast.   The tall teen rushed through them in a flash, slashing their sides in the process. Before the two men could react, Mikaela was first to take action again. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins. His behavior had changed in a snap from being protective to animalistic. This wasn’t for the heck of obeying an order. Mikaela chose to follow it, even if Yuuichirou was his…under hiscontrol, but for Yuuichirou, he would obey his every command, he would not feign it like the years has done for Ferid.   “I’m seriously getting tired of your shit MIKAELA!” The blondish-brown haired man grabbed a hold of Mikaela’s wrists, managing to save himself from being impaled by the switchblade. Mikaela winced as his wrist was twisted, causing him to drop the switchblade. The man took this chance to throw Mikaela hard onto a nearby wall.   “Mika!” Yuuichirou cried out as he tried his hardest to move, but his body refused, his mind would not cooperate with him. The raven haired boy let out a small sob, knowing if he hadn’t tried to commit suicide, this wouldn’t have happened. He would’ve been able to fight alongside Mikaela. His decision to die only caused him damage…caused him to become more vulnerablethan before.   Mikaela attempted to get back up at the sound of Yuuichirou’s cry, he wanted to savehim. He wanted to finally be the boyfriend he was to be. He wanted to uphold thatPROMISE he had brokenand prove that he wasgoing to protect Yuuichirou, even if he was weak, even if he could die. Anything to reach freedom, anything to reach happiness.   The paralyzed teen let out a scream as he felt a hand tightly grip his neck, preventing him from receiving any oxygen from the ventilator. “Let’s go back home…Yuuichirou” the dark haired man muttered as he removed the oxygen mask from his son’s mouth. “You can make me happy by going back to work…like good old times”   “Mi…ka!” Yuuichirou choked out, his desperate eyes glancing over at the blonde teen attempting to get up. “…Mi…ka! He…lp!”   “GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF HIM!” Mikaela roared as he got up on his feet, dodging his father’s attack as he grabbed the switchblade off the ground. With a burst of energy Mikaela charged at the man harming his beloved, his hands gripping the switchblade tightly despite the pain on his wrist. Without Yuuichirou’s father given a moment to react, Mikaela drove the blade deep into the man’s throat, so he canfeel thepain he was causing Yuuichirou right now.   The man coughed out blood, choking, desperately trying to breathe. Before he could even collapse, Mikaela pushed him aside not wanting this bastard to fall onto his boyfriend. He watched as the man fell to the floor, twisting and turning, trembling hands reaching out to the blonde teen. Dark green eyes glaring at his killer for one final time before death quickly took over   “Yuu-chan…” Mikaela whispered as he glanced over at Yuuichirou.   Yuuichirou coughed, trying to regain breath, but it was a difficulty. Mikaela quickly grabbed the oxygen mask, giving Yuuichirou a quick kiss on the lips before putting the mask securely over his mouth and nose. “…hurts…”   “I know…” Mikaela whispered before looking over his shoulder, blue eyes staring coldly at his father who was frozen in place, not knowing what to do. “…You…you touched…Yuu-chan…you broke Yuu-chan…first…”   “I-I did no such thing!” The man stammered, fear hinted in his voice.   The teen glared daggers at his father, “You…will fucking pay!”   Just as Mikaela was about to stab his own father, the door to the room slammed open. “It seems like I didn’t have to do much work…” Suddenly another man entered the room, a gun in hand. Mikaela took notice of the man, taking a few steps back, one hand reaching to grasp Yuuichirou’s. This man had white hair and blue eyes. “You kids alright?”   “…That bastard…” Mikaela muttered, “He’s trying to hurt my Yuu-chan…”   “Hmm…figures, I’m Shinya by the way, Krul told me to make sure you guys were safe” Shinya sighed and hit the bastard’s head with the end of the gun until he dropped to the floor. “We need to get you guys out of here…that Ferid…guy…they’re having a fight…”   Mikaela cleared his throat, staring at Yuuichirou with a faint smile, “Yuu- chan…whatever happens I love you” he whispered.   Yuuichirou giggled, “I love you too Mika…” he replied sincerely. Finally he felt like he could say those words with all his heart, without even fearing what would happen. “I always will”   Shinya couldn’t help, but smile at the sight of the two. He noticed the light in their eyes as the giggled together, staring into each other’s eyes. It was adorable to see two young lovebirds together, especially in the state they were. The man knew that they loved each other no matter what. They loved each other for who they were and not what had happened…it was…sweet,but there was something holding them back from breaking free…   This moment couldn’t last forever. Shinya walked up to Mikaela, handing him the gun, “You wanna kill the one who has started all this torture?” he asked with chuckle.   Mikaela stared at the man and nodded, “Totally…” he replied, glancing at Yuuichirou, “Hold on…”   The blonde teen lifted Yuuichirou, sitting him up with an arm around his waist. Yuuichirou stared at him confused before realizing what Mikaela was doing when he felt his hands over his. Mikaela took the gun from Shinya and placed it in Yuuichirou’s hand, helping him grasp it since he knew he wasn’t able to hold anything. Yuuichirou smiled, watching as his boyfriend placed his finger on the trigger, his own finger over his.   “Don’t hold back. Shatter his entire skull, blow his brains out!” Shinya encouraged with a smirk, taking a step back.   “Ready Yuu-chan?” Mikaela asked as he kissed the other’s cheek.   “Fuck yeah!” Yuuichirou laughed.   Together they pulled the trigger, watching as the bullet quickly enter the unconscious man’s head, yet that wasn’t enough. They fired once, twice, thrice...they lost count…until Mikaela’s father was unrecognizable. It felt so greatkilling someone who was trying to return them to their hell. The two weren’t going to give up. They were going to reach paradise.   “Do you think you’ll fine without an oxygen mask kid?” Shinya asked with a raised brow.   Yuuichirou nodded, “I won’t be able to breathe much like you guys…b-but I’ll be fine” he replied.   “Alright, let’s go then”   Mikaela removed everything carefully that was hooked up to Yuuichirou’s body before lifting him up bridal style. Yuuichirou was light like always, probably even lighter than before due to being in a coma for long. None the less, the blonde felt happy that they were going to reach happiness soon, that Yuuichirou was alive, and that he got to hold him close like before.   He leaned in to plant a soft kiss on Yuuichirou’s lips, enjoy the returning warmth. He wished they could remain like that forever, but their goal was to escape…no…   They had to get ridof Ferid, first... Chapter End Notes The dads are finally dead!!! All that is left is Ferid!!! Cx Hehe I think the moment where Mika is like holding the gun with Yuu was adorable ^~^ well in my terms since they got to kill the bastard that has caused them hell since day one. IF you didn't know, Mika's dad was the first to rape Yuu and he sold his son off to men because the bastard was greedy for money. Will they actually reach happiness!? Or will I suddenly throw in a huge obstacle that they could not overcome out of nowhere and have them go into hell again? (¬‿¬) I do like torturing them hehe Anything is bound to happen mates! Anything! Anyways see you guys in the next update ┬┴┤(･-├┬┴ ***** Finally... ***** Chapter Notes Welcome back mates, enjoy the new chapter ^-^ Songs for this chapter: "Monster (Unleash the Beast)" by Skillet "This War is Ours (The Guillotine II)" by Escape the Fate See the end of the chapter for more notes It was getting hard to breath, everything wasn’t clear. Yuuichirou could only see well from up close, he really didn’t know what else was going on, but without perfect vision at the moment his hearing in a way was heighten. He could hear the shouting from below that of a woman and man, assuming that it was both Krul and Ferid. They really seemed to be at it with one another.   Yuuichirou stared down at his hands, managing to make out the bandages that were possibly concealing and large horrible scars. How he even survived the whole ordeal he didn’t know, he lost so much blood he had expected to die whilst hanging, but now he was paying the price from attempting to die. For trying to leave behind someone he could’ve caused to commit suicide. He was glad that Mikaela didn’t even try to attempt what he did, but he still didn’t like the fact that his boyfriend had lost weight and he noticed red slashes on his wrist.   “They’re really at it, before we know it they could start shooting” Shinya mumbled, looking over his shoulder to stare at the two teens. “The police has been notified, they might likely side with Ferid rather than Krul”   “Then let’s kill that bastard!” Mikaela growled as he held Yuuichirou tightly close.   “That seems like a good idea, but given to the first impression I got from him it would be impossible, that man is something else…” Shinya let out a sigh, “If they side with him, you’ll have return to his hand…the only option left, is to aid Krul”   “Then let’s help her!” Yuuichirou spoke up, “You guys can leave me off somewhere secure! Just kill that man!”   “We can’t leave you somewhere!” Mikaela shouted, “What if someone working for Ferid finds you! I don’t want to risk that!”   “Would you rather want me wide open for him to grab me or let alone hurt me so he can get to you!?”   Mikaela scowled, “…He won’t get to you…Yuu-chan I will guard you with my entire life…I promise he won’t…”   “…I don’t want you to guard me with your life!!” Yuuichirou snapped, “I don’t want you to get hurt…I don’t want you to die for me!!!”   “But…”   “If I could, I’d fight alongside you! Our top priority is to kill Ferid! Don’t worry about me! I will be fine!” Shinya sighed, “Yuu it’s best you listen to Mika, it’s not a good idea to be all alone, especially in your state. My boyfriend and sister can protect you while we go aid Krul”   Yuuichirou pouted, but nodded, he really didn’t want Mikaela guarding him with his life. If Mikaela guard him with his life he could diein the process. He didn’t want that, he didn’t want to be alone. The raven haired boy let out a small hiccup, alarming the blonde haired teen. “Yuu-chan! P-please don’t cry…”   “I don’t want you to die Mika…” Yuuichirou sobbed.   “Aaw, Y-yuu-chan, I-I won’t!” Mikaela stopped for a moment and lifted Yuuichirou’s upper body slightly, planting a soft kiss to his forehead, then the tip of his nose, cheek, and soon on his lip. Yuuichirou blushed, sniffling as Mikaela continued to shower him with reassuring small kisses, mostly kissing away his tears. “I-I promise to do my best to stay alive…no…I promise to keep each otheralive!”   “Huh…so this is how Guren was feeling a few hours ago…” Shinya muttered in slight annoyance, “Come on Mika we don’t have all day!”   “Shhhh! Can’t you see I’m comforting him!?”   “Ugh...fine!”   “Thank you!”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   This was it, it was now or never, this was the time to finally end it. This was the only chance to achieve freedom before another measure to drag both Mika and Yuu back into torturous hell was made. There were screams of profanity that echoed through the halls of the ER. Some being from people who just wanted to be treated for whatever they were there for. Whatever they had, they would probably end up dead from it or from the brawl between Krul and Ferid.   Shinya quickly led Mikaela over to a secure area just nearby where the fight was at. There both Guren and Shinoa were chilling like if there was nothing going on. Shinoa stared at the teens a year older than her, her eyes set on Yuuichirou who was in Mikaela’s arms, “Aw that’s adorable~” she snickered, “A knight and a princess”   “Are these the ones that Krul wanted you to get?” Guren asked, his hand over the blood stained bandaged on his shoulder.   “Yes, the blonde is Mika and his princessis Yuu” Shinya said with a smile, noticing the dark blush on Yuuichirou’s face. “Anyways can you watch him, he can’t move, let alone see, or breathe well”   “Damn paralyzed?”   “Maybe” Shinya glanced at Mikaela, “Mika this is my boyfriend Guren and my sister Shinoa, they’ll protect Yuu, I promise”   Mikaela pouted a bit and looked at Yuuichirou who nodded faintly, flashing him a warm smile. “They better keep him safe” he whispered as he walked near the dark haired man, setting Yuuichirou right near him. Guren helped by serving like a support for the boy that was seated beside him. Mikaela gave Yuuichirou a kiss goodbye for now before Shinoa gave him a gun, “I’m putting my trust on you guys…please…keep him safe”   “Yeah, yeah, go kill some psycho’s ass” Guren muttered.   “Shoot his dick” Shinoa added.   “Yeah, that too”   “Good idea” Mikaela smiled, “Thanks”   “No problem”   The blonde teen quickly left the secluded area with Shinya, making sure the guns were loaded up and in perfect condition. They knew this was a risk, but they owed Krul. She was the first to aid them, to lend a hand, to be the start of their future. Without her help, they would’ve been trapped in the abyss. They would’ve been stuck under control until the day they die…   Mikaela owed his life as well to this woman. If she hadn’t arrived thatday, then Yuuichirou would’ve died. She busted the door down from the locked room. She helped Yuuichirou down from the rope quick all because she saw the distress in Mikaela’s blue eyes. She knew he would’ve gone as far as to kill himself if it meant that he would follow his boyfriend.   Without her holding a hand towards Shinya to help him escape hell with Guren was the best opportunity they had received. Yeah, the two spent years questioning their relationship, but they made it through. Krul wasn’t like any other, that woman was something else, something far different than Ferid…   “SUBTMIT TO ME KRUL!” Ferid screamed at the top of his lungs followed by a hysterical laughter.   Krul scowled, as she was getting up on the floor after being knocked out by this man, this man who had disobeyed her. “Never! Learn your place Ferid Bathory!!!” she screamed as she charged at the man, fists ready to swing at him, but she quickly dodged his hand attempting to grab her. “HOW DARE YOU DEFILE MY CHILDREN?! HOW DARE YOU HARM MY TWO DARLING ANGELS!?”   Ferid grinned, “You’re children~?! Ha! Both Mikaela and Yuuichirou belong to me!”   “You were ordered to keep a watch on them! You were ORDERED to collect information on them! During despair and time alone together! To see if they would love each other no matter what happened to one another!!!”   “Aha~ but that’s what I did with Mika and Yuu! Such a tragedy they had to go through! I completed your order you bitch! They still love each other!”   The woman growled, “I did not give you the right to rape them!!! I found them! I raised them! I cared for them! You broke my children!!”   Ferid cackled, “But you gave them back to the hands of monsters!” he grinned, “Not only that, but you cared for a beast"   “Tch…true…” Krul grinned. “…and that beast is after you!!!”   Before Ferid could reply to this woman, Mikaela appeared right in his view and he didn’t realize that the blonde teen had fired the gun in hand. The bullet immediately hit Ferid’s left knee, causing him to almost drop. Krul looked over her shoulder as Shinya went to her side, helping her stay standing as she was injured from the fight with Ferid. Ferid was a monster…   Yet the other monster, the beast with desire for revenge, for salvation, was standing there; eyes clouded with anger and madness. Mikaela tilted his head to the side, a smile spreading across his face to see the pained expression Ferid was making. “You faked your kindness…you abused me…you raped me… but overall…” Mikaela’s smile disappeared as he glared daggers at the man, “You made Yuuichirou suffer! You raped him! You broke him!!!”   “But you broke him too Mika~” Ferid chuckled. “I let you experience the life of a puppeteer. Wouldn’t you want to control your princess…wouldn’t you want to fuckhim again”   Mikaela smirked, “Well obviously when I’m older we’ll fuck, but not in your non-consenting shit. I’ll show him he’s the center of my world. I will follow his every wish! I will obey to him only!!”   “Uwaah, a change of heart I see, so you want to be controlled~” Ferid grinned, “Who knew you loved being controlled, I bet you liked it when I would normally control your life”   “Don’t make me laugh! I did that shit to survive, all for the purpose to see Yuuichirou, to be with him, to protect him! My obedience towards you was always faked!” Mikaela pointed the gun again at Ferid, quickly shooting both his arms so they would be useless. “Besides, I only obey Yuuichirou because he’s my angel, he’s the reason I got this far…he gave me life, he gave me strength, and he helped me feel again”   Ferid scowled, hiding the agony from the three wounds he already had. “That’s so cheesy Mika, but it’s not over yet…I know I will die, but you can’t do anything to repress the memories! You both will always remain broken until the day you die! You can’t fix what has been shattered!”   “We may be broken, but fuck that! The future is ahead and new memories to come will overshadow those terrible memories of you… like this one” Mikaela grinned as lowered the direction of the gun, the barrel pointing at the man’s crotch, his finger quickly pulling on the trigger.   Ferid muffled his agonized scream as he quickly fell to his knees. Blood was everywhere, but that wasn’t enough. Mikaela dropped the gun and walked towards the man, smile still across his face. He cracked his knuckles before charging at the man, fist raised high in the air as he swiftly punched Ferid right at his temple with all the strength he had. For a boy who has been starving himself and cutting himself, he was strong now…strong only because he wanted to protect the one he loved.   Punch after punch and kick after kick, Mikaela continued to hit the man who was lying on his back, face bruised as he continued to let out wicked laughs. The teenager kept going until his fists turned red in both soreness and the blood that had stained them. The deed was finally complete as the blonde child let his arms drop to his side, his eyes lidded from all the energy he had used up to protect Yuuichirou…to murder the man they hated…   Ferid was dead… a disgusting smile still on his face. Yet Mikaela didn’t care as he closed his eyes and suddenly dropped to the floor with a loud thud echoing through the silent hospital halls…   Krul made her way to Mikaela despite her injuries, Shinya followed shooting Ferid’s corpse for the heck of it. The woman crouched down to the unconscious teen, two fingers gently resting against his neck. He still had a steady heartbeat. He had overworked himself, at least he was still okay.   The pink haired woman smiled as she stroked Mikaela’s blonde hair, “…You can finally live in peace… Mikaela…” she whispered. “…may you have a wonderful sweet future with Yuuichirou…” Chapter End Notes One more chapter left guys before this fic is over! Ferid is finally dead! Both Mika and Yuu are finally free! Turns out Krul was the actual start of this, hey but at least she helped :] So basically she wanted to see if two soul mates can still love each other despite living like in terrible conditions, but Ferid being the pedo he is took that chance to rape the children he basically controlled. ( This is probably all confusing to you all lol but who cares at least, it doesn't matter because Mika & Yuu can be happy nao ) Haha I had to make Mika shoot Ferid's dick, Shinoa has some good thinking~ Don't worry I ain't gonna suddenly kill Mika out of nowhere because he overworked himself, I WAS going to kill him though, but I didn't, I made you guys suffer enough. Sorry if there are any grammar mistakes or if your like confused as fuck Thanks for all the love and support guys. I'll see you in the last chapter mates ^-^ ***** Dreams Come True ***** Chapter Notes Well here's the final chapter to the story. It's probably a shit ending since I guess you can say I 'snapped' and then I got depressed like a few days ago, I'm fine now, sort of. I tried to make this a happy end w/ some (shitty) smut, but it's not the best, at least a tried, also there are probably some grammar mistakes, so sorry xc Anyways enjoy Cx Songs for this chapter: "Love like Woe" by The Ready Set "1234" Plain White T’s "All In" by Artist Vs. Poet See the end of the chapter for more notes It felt like a whole dream from the start. To be with newly friends with bright eyes and smiles, it felt like it could go away. This was a dream one would never want for it to disappear. This dream was a dream that just became true. Finally, after so many years of torture, Yuuichirou could smile genuinely as sitting beside him, holding his hand was his boyfriend.   Well actually Mikaela wasn’t his boyfriend or a friend. The small diamond ring around Yuuichirou’s left ring finger was noticeable with one glance. There was no denying these two were engage, happy despite everything that has happened. They were able to smile, laugh, and claim their joy for life. Well this wasn’t a wedding, for the two lovebirds that is.   A sudden bouquet of flowers suddenly fell on top of Yuuichirou’s lap. The now seventeen year old blushed as he weakly grabbed the flowers. Mikaela chuckled and helped him by picking it up for him. “The color looks good on you, Yuu- chan” the seventeen year old stated as he looked at the white roses.   “Shut up…” Yuuichirou muttered, pouting as he averted his gaze.   “Yuu-san, you weren’t supposed to catch it!” Shinoa staggered over to the couple, her hands resting on her hips, sort of. Yuuichirou stared at her, his eyes gazing down at the dark purple dress she wore. “Geez! Shinya do you want to throw it again!”   “Nah, let them be” Shinya loudly said as he walked over to them. The man chuckled as he watched Mikaela putting one of the roses right behind Yuuichirou’s ear. Luckily the roses didn’t have any thorns. “That’s just adorable”   Yuuichirou pouted, “I’m not adorable…”   “You’re right, you’re just a piece of traaaaash” Guren suddenly appeared, wrapping his arms around Shinya’s waist. “So, when is your wedding again?”   “On December, so like in three months” Mikaela looked at the two men now happily married without being under the control of some bastard. “Now the real question here is…when are you cutting the cake?”   “Soon, but you’re not getting any, you brat”   “What!? So rude!” Mikaela let out a sigh and glanced over at Yuuichirou who was just laughing. The blonde teen blushed at the sight, but it made his heart flutter at the sound of his fiancé’s laughter. It was like an angel’s voice.   The way Yuuichirou’s eyes lit up under the setting sun, it was just a beautiful sight. He was able to smile despite the past, despite the long-term damages from his attempt suicide three years ago. He can walk and move, but he was quite weak. He would collapse if he stood up for too long. He would drop things that weren’t considered heavy to others. Not only that, but when Mikaela wasn’t by his side to aid him, he would remain either in a wheelchair, or bedridden for hours.   His vision wasn’t perfect either, he has become nearsighted, so he had to wear glasses although he refused to wear them, he didn’t want contacts either. So Mikaela always did his best to stay close to Yuuichirou in crowded areas. Hell he did his best to never leave his side in public, even if it wasn’t crowded with strangers that can pull them back into hell. “I think we should put you on a diet Mika~” Yuuchirou teased.   “True, I see it” Shinoa spoke up, “Mika-kun, you’ve been gaining weight”   “W-what! Am not!!” Mikaela pouted, still glad to hear his beloved laughing. “Most of it is just pure muscle!”   “Are you sure you aren’t dreaming?” Shinya suddenly joined in.   “Well if this is a dream then I wouldn’t want to wake up” Mikaela smiled as he kissed Yuuichirou’s cheek.   “So you would rather be dead?” Shinoa asked with a smirk.   “Well…yeah…this would be like my heaven then”   “Ugh, you’re so hard to mess with!”   Yuuichirou was still laughing, but he eventually stopped. He brought his frail hand over to his eyes, wiping away a single tear from laughing. “So how about the cake guys?” he asked.   “Let’s go get some cake!” Shinoa raised her fists up in the air as she ran over to the table with the large cake.   “…She’s gunna knock it down” Guren muttered.   “…Shinoa…what are you doing!?” Shinya shouted.   There was suddenly a loud crash as the four face palmed. “Shinoa!” they shouted as the cake was indeed knocked down and the guests laughed.   “TOTALLY WORTH IT!” Shinoa screamed followed by laughter. “CONGRATS ON YOUR WEDDING GUYS! WOOT!”   “…Guren did you make sure that both alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks were labeled?”   “…oops”   “Guren!”   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~       They’re gone, the monsters that were known. All the children wrapped around their fingers were free, under the eyes of Krul, under her watch and care. One call, one snap was a new battle to reach out towards the ones without the strength to escape. It was basically a large organization against the law attempting to stop them in every way.   “Yuu-chan!” Mikaela called out as he headed upstairs the house Krul had given to them as a form of a gift for putting them in this whole mess, but without her, Mikaela wouldn’t have met Yuuichirou. He would’ve still been in Ferid’s clutches, in that vacant room barely lit, awaiting for the torture.   The eighteen year old pouted as he got no reply and headed towards their shared bedroom. He opened the door slowly to find Yuuichirou curled up on the bed, eyes closed as he was lightly snoring. Yuuichirou seemed to be sleeping comfortably in that position. Mikaela chuckled softly as he walked over to the bed, leaning over to kiss his forehead.   Yuuichirou let out a small whine, “…Mika…stop…” he cracked his eyes open to stare at his fiancé who was staring at him with a smile, “Baka…let me sleep”   “But Yuu-chan, you sleep almost every day…I should call you sleeping beauty” Mikaela chuckled as he ran his hand through Yuuichirou’s soft black hair. “You’re beautiful even with all the scars…”   At that moment Yuuichirou grabbed the hood of his sweater and covered his neck, he had bruises and scars that would not fade away. The most noticeable was the dark line around his neck from attempting to hang himself. Yuuichirou didn’t expect there to be a scar, well he didn’t think he was going to survive either. Yet the ones he hated the most were the ones on his forearm. A large scar on each arm going from his wrist almost all the way to his elbow, almost.   Mikaela frowned as he noticed Yuuichirou tremble, a few tears escaping those now broken green eyes. “…Yuu-chan, please don’t cry…” he whispered as he kicked off his shoes and lied besides his fiancé. Yuuichirou began to sob softly into his hands as he was pulled into a tight embrace. “The worst is already over… he’s gone… nothing's going to happen…”   “Ferid may be gone…b-but he broke me…he broke us…” Yuuichirou cried, “…Everything that happened will remain a memory… every scar and bruise is a reminder…”   “Yeah but…” Mikaela sat up gazing down at his sobbing fiancé before crawling right on top of him.   “Mika? Mika, don’t you fucking dare!” Yuuichirou face turned red as he began practically wrestling Mikaela, attempting his best to get Mikaela’s hands off the hem of his shirt and sweater. Yuuichirou scowled as tears rolled down his cheeks, not wanting to be shirtless, but he didn’t have any strength left to stop Mikaela as his body grew tired. “…Mika…Please…”   Mikaela removed Yuuichirou’s sweater and shirt, tossing it to the side. “…These scars Yuu-chan…they just prove how strong you are” he whispered as he kissed the scar on Yuuichirou’s neck. “…You’re still alive… and we have a future ahead no?”   “…W-well of course I-I’m alive…” Yuuichirou let out a hiccup, “…but they’re terrible…a-and most of them are from…him”   “…I know…” Mikaela frowned, trembling at all those memories he would hear Ferid have his way with Yuuichirou. That one memory he saw it with his own eyes, “…If only…that day we met… if only… I could’ve known… I-If only I wasn’t so scared…”   “Mika…” Yuuichirou called out, forcing his heavy arms to cup his fiancé’s cheeks, managing to pull him close to his face. Mikaela gazed at him, mesmerized by Yuuichirou’s bright green eyes. “…L-let’s forget about that…y- yeah?”   “…How…?”   “…I-I don’t know” Yuuichirou blushed as he averted his gaze, “…W-we…uh… could…you know?”   Mikaela blushed as well after catching on, “Y-you want to do it?” he asked quite timidly. Yuuichirou cleared his throat and faintly nodded. “…I-I don’t want to hurt you…”   “To be honest… I kinda…uh…” Yuuichirou’s face just became ten times redder. “…I-I liked it… d-during…the second round you u-uh…r—…it shouldn’t be considered that, but y-you know what I mean!”   The blonde haired teen chuckled as he capture Yuuichirou’s lips, bringing his hand up to grasp Yuuichirou’s which were holding his cheeks so dearly. Yuuichirou kissed back, managing to wrap his arms around Mikaela’s neck to deepen the kiss. He opened his mouth slightly to allow Mikaela to dart his tongue inside despite being shy at the moment.   Yet the feeling of Mikaela kissing him so tenderly, his wet muscle exploring every inch of his mouth, their tongues dancing with one another, it felt great. It felt so relieving to Yuuichirou, he knew he could trust Mikaela this time, he wouldn’t hurt him again. Maybe this could finally help mask out every horriblememory with a pleasurable one.   Mikaela pulled away from the kiss, staring deeply into those beautiful green pools of eyes. He smiled faintly before pressing his lips against Yuuichirou’s neck, one hand trailing down over to the pink nub. “M-mika…” Yuuichirou moaned out softly as he tilted his head back to give Mikaela more access to his scarred neck.   The young blonde began sucking on Yuuichirou’s soft pale flesh, leaving a trail of hickeys down his neck as he continued to fondle Yuuichirou’s now perk nipple. He latched his mouth onto the neglected nub, suckling upon it eagerly, causing the teen underneath him squirm weakly in delight. The way Yuuichirou moaned out Mikaela’s name with desperation and need for more pleasure, it was blissful music to Mikaela’s ears. He wanted more…   Mikaela sat up, running his thumb across his lower lip as he gazed down at Yuuichirou with lust filled eyes. “…You’re so beautiful…Yuu-chan…” he whispered as he removed his shirt, exposing his pale toned body. Yuuichirou blushed at the sight, bringing his trembling hands to trace the abs that were starting to become noticeable. “You like the view?”   “Y-yes…” Yuuichirou admitted as he trailed his hands down, halting as he took notice of his bulge. The sight just made Yuuichirou’s face immediately turn a deep shade of red.   “There’s nothing to be shy about now…Yuu…” Mikaela huskily said as he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, removing them in a swift along with his boxers, revealing his dripping hard cock. Yuuichirou cleared his throat, eyeing the glorious hard length, a bit terrified since he was bigger than before. “If you want we don’t have to go all the way…”   “I-I…w-want to…” Yuuichirou admitted, still embarrassed, “I-It’s just been… s- so long…since I had to go through this…a-and I-I can’t do anything since I- I can’t move much like I used to…”   Mikaela smiled, “You don’t have to do anything…” he whispered as he removed Yuuichirou’s shorts and boxers, gazing down at his fiancé’s growing member. He grasped Yuuichirou’s cock, stroking it at a slow and gentle pace as he ran his thumb across the slit, “...Let me do all the work…”   “N-nng! Mi-mika…! B-but…hah…!” Yuuichirou arched his back at the feeling of Mikaela’s hand stroking his throbbing member. Each pump sent waves of pleasure throughout his entire body. Yuuichirou weakly gripped the bed sheets underneath, moaning out Mikaela’s name shamelessly as each stroke became pleasurably fast. “M-mika…! I-I…w-wait! Mika!”   “Don’t…worry” Mikaela panted out as each flick of his wrist inched Yuuichirou closer to the edge, turning the teen below him into a sobbing mess. “Cum for me…Yuu”   Yuuichirou bit down on his lower lip, throwing his head back against the pillows as he let out a muffled cry as he came. Pearly white fluids splattered onto his stomach and Mikaela’s hand, milking out every last drop. “Mi…ka…” Yuuichirou sighed, body already growing tired than ever before. “...Y-you…can finish…off…b-by…hah…”   “By what…?” Mikaela asked as he brushed his fingers against Yuuichirou’s entrance, fingers covered in his lover’s cum. “…I’m not going in dry…I’m going to prepare you…alright”   “Mika…I-I can handle it…” Yuuichirou panted out, his breath ragged. “…I’m not that fragile…anymore”   Mikaela bit his lower before taking a deep breath, “…F-fine… but if it really hurts, just tell me…” he lined his hard member against Yuuichirou’s hole and gripped his legs as he spread them apart. Yuuichirou’s breath hitched as the tip of Mikaela’s cock teasing rub against him, he braced himself for the pain. The pain he had grown accustomed to…and ended up loving it, as long as it was from Mikaela.   “AGH!” Yuuichirou screamed as Mikaela fully thrust into him up to the hilt. He felt so full, about ready to be torn in two as the pain soon became unbearable. Mikaela bent over to kiss his lover’s cheek, bring his hand over to gently stroke his hair and wipe away the tears rolling down his face. “…Mika…w-why…do you have to be…aha…so big…”   “I’m only big for you…babe” Mikaela whispered as he began nipping at Yuuichirou’s earlobe. Yuuichirou moaned at the action as he grasped Mikaela’s biceps, gritting his teeth as he did his best to relax. He wanted Mikaela to feel pleasure. He wanted to make him cum the only way he knew, with his own burning body he was capable of bringing his lover to the edge, moaning, and groaning his name.   “Y-you can move…” Yuuichirou managed to choke out.   Mikaela gazed down at him, blue eyes lidded with both lust and worry. “...Yuu…I won’t…” he spoke, “I know it’s still…painful…y-you don’t have to do this”   “…I want to…Mika…” Yuuichirou wrapped his arms around Mikaela. The blonde teen smiled as he embraced Yuuichirou and pulled him up, “W-wait! Mi-ah!” Yuuichirou clenched tightly around the hard cock that went deeper inside as he was sitting on Mikaela’s lap.   “It’s better… if we do it like this…” Mikaela groaned as he grinded his hips upwards, causing his lover to shriek in both delight and agony. “I’ll make you…feel real good…I promise…this time for sure”   “Get on…with ah…it then”   Mikaela nodded as he latched his mouth onto Yuuichirou’s neck again, biting against the flesh softly, leaving a few bite marks. He pulled out his erection about halfway before thrusting back into Yuuichirou. The young male cried out, doing his best to grab a hold of Mikaela as he began to thrust at a slow pace. Yuuichirou buried his face into his lover’s necks, weakly rolling his hips to feel more friction as the pain subsided, his body now overwhelmed with growing pleasure.   He was already hard again, mewling for more, begging for Mikaela to pick up the pace. Mikaela brought one hand down to Yuuichirou’s thigh, massaging it as he pulled all the way out and rammed back in. He pounded inside Yuuichirou’s tight walls, attempting to directly hit the spot that would make Yuuichirou scream in bliss.   Yuuichirou arched his back, chest now against Mikaela as he gazed into those bright hungry looking eyes as he shamelessly moaned out his lover’s name out loud. Mikaela groaned at the sight of Yuuichirou’s face twisting in pleasure as he found his prostate, grinding against the spot a couple of times at every thrusts that made Yuuichirou’s body rock.   The sweet delectable moans escaping Yuuichirou’s soft pink lips mingled with Mikaela’s now feral groans and grunts. Mikaela dipped his head low to take Yuuichirou’s nipple into his mouth as the hand massaging his lover’s thigh was now wrapped around his dripping cock. “Mika…Mika!” Yuuichirou moaned as he lightly bounced on Mikaela’s lap. “…N-no! …I’m gunna…nng! …c-cum…a-again! Mika!”   Mikaela continued to suck onto Yuuichirou’s nipple, his hands stroking faster and thrusts becoming erratic and desperate as he neared release as well. Yuuichirou managed to bring his tired hands to Mikaela’s cheeks, pulling him away from his perk and redden nub. He locked lips with his lover, tangling one hand into his messy blonde hair.   The two were covered with sweat, they’re bodies fully flushed as they swallowed each other’s moans. Mikaela was the first to cum deep inside his lover, “Yuuichirou…!” he groaned out between the kiss.   Mikaela continued to stroke Yuuichirou and pressing his thumb onto slit. Yuuichirou pulled away, gasping at the sensation before his fiancé capture his lips once again. Yuuichirou wrapped his arms tightly around Mikaela’s neck, crying out as he came for the second time. Mikaela continued to thrust for a couple of times as he rode out their orgasm, enjoying the soft whines and sobs that escaped from Yuuichirou’s lips.   The blonde teen broke away from the kiss, sighing as he pulled out, lying Yuuichirou carefully back onto the bed. He leaned over to plant a kiss on the tip of Yuuichirou’s nose before admiring the hickeys and bite marks he had left all over his torso. “…Aah…now I can’t move for sure…” Yuuichirou chuckled tiredly.   “…I’m sorry…” Mikaela smiled faintly as he lied beside him. “…You’ve become quite the masochist…”   “Can you really blame me?” Yuuichirou asked, “Besides… pain is the only thing I’ve been feeling for so long… so it’s kinda pleasurable…”   “…So all those times…”   “Not with those bastards that broke me in every way. Both physically and mentally…” Yuuichirou muttered as he rolled onto his side to face Mikaela, snuggling up against him, “…I mean…you know… like that time…you raped me… but not really…I didn’t like the first round…but the second round… I was scared, but I did enjoy it…”   “Hormones?”   “Of course, what else?” Yuuichirou smirked, “I know you masturbated in that bathroom that day by the way”   Mikaela blushed, “N-no I didn’t!” he stammered.   “I didn’t think you were in the bathroom until you were weirdly crying out my name” Yuuchirou chuckled, “Then Lacus told me, oh he’s masturbating, like stroking his dick, while thinking of you”   “Hell yeah I did!” The couple jumped at the sound of the voice. They quickly looked over to find Lacus just standing there at the doorway with the biggest grin across his face. Mikaela grabbed the bed sheets to cover Yuuichirou’s body, not even caring about his own since they’ve seen each other naked before, so it wasn’t strange…until. “Wow Mika! I think your dick is bigger than Rene’s by one inch!”   “Lacus what the fuck!?” Mikaela snapped, “How did you get in!!!”   “Found a spare key under one of the plants outside, you weren’t answering so I let myself in” Lacus giggled, “I would’ve done some voyeurism, but Rene went to the bathroom, sad”   “You’re disgusting”   Lacus rolled his eyes, “Geez you barely noticed” he smirked, “By the way Yuuichirou you have such a grea—”   Mikaela got up from bed and grabbed the lamp from the nightstand, “I fucking swear Lacus!” he snapped.   Lacus ran out the room while laughing, as a naked Mikaela chased him down. Yuuichirou giggled as he gripped the sheets tightly, his eyes closed shut as he succumbed to sleep. In a matter of five minutes, Mikaela returned back, with a broken a lamp that he just tossed to the side. He got into bed and under the covers, wrapping his arms around Yuuichirou’s slender body, pulling him up into a warm hug. Life was good.   Finally they were happy….   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~     “Mika do you want some cookies!” Lacus called out from downstairs.   There was no response.   The young man sighed before chuckling, “Those idiots really love each other” he muttered, glancing over at Rene.   “…So…” Rene murmured. “…Their relationship doesn’t concern us…”   Lacus nodded and pouted, “…but don’t you get a bit jealous and annoyed, like I mean they’ve loved each other since young…and now they’re getting married young”   Rene rolled his eyes as he walked over to the short male, wrapping his arms around his waist, “If I had known that you had a crush on me years ago, maybe we could’ve loved each other since young, but seriously it doesn’t matter…we’re here now alive and married already”   “Yeah…”   “Wanna to fuck just to piss Mika off?”   “Sure”   And that’s how both Rene and Lacus died that day, well not really. Mikaela literally just came downstairs with a shard of glass probably from that lamp. The two ran it out after finishing their little session with over exaggerated moans, screams, and groans. It was worth it to them. They successfully made their dream to piss off Mikaela come true.   Mikaela sighed as he glanced over the staircase to find Yuuichirou making his way down with a blanket around his body. The blonde teen quickly rushed over to his lover seeing as Yuuichirou’s legs were about to give up in exhaustion. “Yuu-chan! Don’t get out of bed when you’re tired!”   “…Mm…you weren’t in bed… and you were shouting” Yuuichirou sleepily muttered, resting his head against Mikaela’s chest as he was lifted up bridal style. “They fucked on the couch didn’t they?”   “…Yup…”   “Let’s do it at their place next time”   “Honeymoon?”   “Totally” Chapter End Notes I totally didn't know how to end this as you can tell. I want to make like some extra chapters, but then I don't, can't make up my mind. I don't know, do you guys want one? Like either some fluff or smut? (my smut is shit) This is some ideas I had in mind: -Mikayuu wedding + honeymoon? (Fluff+smut) -Shinoa's happy end/her finding Mitsuba? (Fluff) -Rene x lacus? Like them having like a date after the events? (+smut maybe?) -All of them + Krul helping/playing with kids saved from torture? (Fluff) -The entire GureShin wedding? Dealing with a drunk Shinoa? (+smut?) I don't know, like if you guys want it then I'm willing to write it. I just can't make up my mind. Anyways, thank you guys so much for leaving comments and kudos. I really didn't expect this fic to be like my most viewed. I just thought people were going to find this horrible. I made this fic to vent out every feeling I had bottled up inside and the dark thoughts in my mind. I'm truly crazy, I can be kind, depressing, and then just straight out evil & heartless. You guys are the best, I will miss writing this story, but I have more ideas to come that might be fucked up like this lol, so this isn't goodbye. I just want to express my thanks for taking your time to read this and even dealing with the feels. You guys are the best, I love each and everyone of you that have supported me! Thank you! ^- ^ ***** Extra: One Big Happy Family ***** Chapter Notes Lol I know I ended this but I had to make an extra that I mentioned in the official final chapter. This was going to be the actual last chapter, but I never got around to finish it. If I don't post this now I'll be too lazy to do it another time. Sorry for any grammar mistakes, I need to get some new glasses xP Anyways enjoy! Whoever is reading this. I hope this makes you feel better after going through the feels train. It felt quite nice to be sitting alone while enjoying the sound of sweet giggles going around. Yuuichirou watched from the tree he was sitting by that provided him some shade. He would move, but he wanted to save up energy for later to play with the kids who were enjoying the company of Mikaela and Krul. The kids were not theirs obviously, but they were a part of the large family they managed to take care for the past few years.   “Yuu-chan!” Mikaela walked up to his fiancé with a flower crown in hand. He gently set the crown over Yuuichirou’s head and leaned down to kiss his cheek. “You look beautiful”   Yuuichirou smiled and pulled Mikaela down to press his lips against his. “Thank you, why don’t you have one?” he asked with a chuckle. “A princessneeds his prince, no?”   “E-eh, but I’m a knight, not a prince! I need a sword!”   “A sword made out of flowers, ah, so dangerous!” Yuuichirou sarcastically said before just laughing.   Mikaela smiled, “Do you want to go play with the kids?”   “…Mm…in a minute...” Yuuichirou mumbled, “My vision is a being a bitch right now… I think it’s getting worse”   Mikaela’s smile faltered upon hearing that, but he knew it was true. Yuuichirou’s vision was bound to get worse, but luckily, the doctors had told them he would not go blind so he was fine. Yet to know Yuuichirou’s sight was becoming just a huge blur only made Mikaela want to be close to him at all times. He was scared to be away from him in fear that someone may take his fiancé, to put him back into the hell Ferid had made him go through.    The young man gently lifted Yuuichirou up on his feet and pulled him into a tight embrace. “…I’ll help you play with the kids… I want you to enjoy life…”   “…Kinda hard you know” Yuuichirou sighed as he rested his head against Mikaela’s shoulder. “…Can we stay like this for a bit?”   “Sure…”   The couple remained in each other’s arm, humming a soft tune together. Mikaela closed his eyes as he slowly swayed their bodies while stroking his fiancé’s cheek. He loved precious moments like this where Yuuichirou was in his arms, secure and relaxed. The blonde man could feel the soothing rhythm of Yuuichirou’s heartbeat. Yuuichirou’s heartbeat was soft melody that could lull Mikaela to sleep.   “Surprise~!”   Out of nowhere, a ton of flower petals fell right over the two. They blinked, looking over to spot the kids with a few more colorful flower petals in hand. They were grinning and giggling as they continued to make it rain a beautiful array of colors. Both Mikaela and Yuuichirou couldn’t help to laugh in joy and smile over how sweet it was for the kids to do this.   The smallest of them all walked up to Yuuichirou, gripping his shirt. “Yuu let’s go play! We don’t want you to be alone here! You look sad!”   “Eh, but I’m not sad, I enjoy watching you guys play even if I can’t see well and hearing you guys laugh” Yuuichirou stated as he ruffled the young girl’s hair, Mikaela’s arms were still wrapped around him.   “But it’s no fun without YUUU~” the kids giggled.   “In a while okay” Yuuichirou chuckled as he flashed the children a bright smile.   “Okay!”   With that the kids ran back over to Krul, well they tackled her to the ground when she least expected it. The couple laughed at the sight, knowing Krul wouldn’t get angry at them. She would do so, but these kid have gone through so much. They’ve been in situations like the duo were. They were under the control of people, mainly men like Ferid.   This once little family had extended its branches and has become one huge happy family. They were under the protection of many advocates. Even if this organization to help others being tortured was illegal, they didn’t care if cruel people held the highest authority. They didn’t care if the law was on their side to begin with. Yuuichirou was not a part of the team that would go out on missions to rescue these poor puppets. The mission was a dangerous one, it would involve a lengthy battle over the rights towards the person they were rescuing.   Mikaela was a part of that team along with Lacus, Rene, Guren, Shinoa, and Krul. The other team was just to stay at the quite large mansion bought for these kids to live together in peace and joy. Yuuichirou would occasionally be with the team that would play with the kids, help them to bed, clean up their mess, cook them food, and be sort of like a therapist to him. He was a father figure despite some of the younger kids around the age of four and three calling him mommy, which was amusing to Mikaela and Krul.   “Let’s go Mika” Yuuichirou spoke up as he looked up at his fiancé with bright blue eyes. “Our children need us” he teasingly stated.   The older teen blushed upon hearing this, “D-don’t say things like that Yuu- chan”   “Eh, but most of them call me mommy don’t they?” Yuuichirou laughed. “That makes you the daddy”   Mikaela’s face was a deep shade of red, but he really couldn’t help to smile. “Maybe we should adopt the little ones~”   “W-woah, woah, woah, Mika I meant it as a joke, besides I don’t think I’ll be able to watch them, especially since I’m mostly bedridden back at home when alone!” Now Yuuichirou’s face was red.   “Why are you flustered now?!”   “Because of you baka!”   “Oh come on I think it’s a good idea!”   “Mika no, they’re happy here!”   “You’ll be a great parent Yuu-chan…”   “Mika stop!”   “You know their pain… you care for them”   “Shut up!”   “Half of them cry when we leave… you’re the first ever loving motherfigure to them”   “Mika…”   Mikaela smiled as he ran a hand through Yuuichirou’s hair, the other was wiping away the tears that were rolling down his cheek. The older teen soon pulled his fiancé into a tight embrace. Yuuichirou began sobbing softly into Mikaela’s shoulder, it wasn’t like him to cry like this, but when it came towards like a compliment, he would breakdown if they kept coming. For his entire life, he was only called beautiful for the purpose of money and sex…to hear that he was great and understanding made him overwhelmed with emotions.   “Come on, let’s go play with them” Mikaela said.   “A-alright…” Yuuichirou whispered as he kissed Mikaela’s cheek.     ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~     A huge family is what they were. Short or tall, skinny or fat, they were all family. Scars, bruises, disabilities, and deformities did not matter at all. Everyone was welcome whether he or she was an adult, teen, or child. Most adults saved would remain for a while and be a part of the team to rescue others, while some remained to tend to the house.   “Ne, ne! Mommy!” A few young children went over to Yuuichirou who was sitting on the couch. They joined him while one of them, about two years old was in the arms of the young man, sleeping quite soundly.   Yuuichirou blushed, “Geez guys, will you ever stop calling me mommy?”   “Never!” They giggled.   “Wouldn’t Krul be a better mommy than me? Like I’m a boy”   “It don’t matter! Where’s daddy!”   Yuuichirou chuckled, “Well Mika is getting a new family member”   The kid’s eyes lit up in joy as they jumped of the couch and began bouncing lightly on the floor. “We’re getting a new brother or sister~!” they sang as they held hands. “A bigger family to love both mommy and daddy!”   “Guys come on stop”   “Nuuuuh!”   “Geez, what am I going to do with you all”   They stared at him with large bright eyes, “Mommy is going to loves us forever! That’s what you’ll do! Right?”   Yuuichirou chuckled. “Of course my little babies"   The young kids huffed, “We’re not babies!” they whined.   Yuuichirou sat up, the small child still sleeping in his arms. “Well to me you are, so no whining” he spoke with a small smile on his lips.   After a couple of minutes, more of the kids came down to the living room after Yuuichirou called them. They obediently sat down, as some of the kids were sound asleep on the couch. They watched some cartoons while some read in peace near their loving mommy. Times like this, Yuuichirou actually felt his heart skip a few beats knowing how much love he was receiving from this wonderful family.   Soon entering the room was Shinya who set down a duffel bag on the floor, sweat was running down his face. Yuuichirou stared at the man as some of the kids rushed over to the male and hugged him, calling him older brother. It made Yuuichirou feel quite weird knowing he was the mommy, but to hear the kids call him mommy and the others older than him as like older brotheror sistermade him feel weird since he was young.   “Okay guys! So, Krul is going to come by with your new little brother and sister! They’re really shy and six years old,” Shinya stated as he crouched before the children. “Let’s make them feel welcomed”   Shinya stood back up after Guren, Shinoa, and Mikaela walked in, all three sweating as well. “Man that was a hard battle! They didn’t seem to want to give them up!” Shinoa groaned as she walked over to Yuuichirou to take the child in his arms. “Are you good Yuu-san?”   “Yeah, did any of you get hurt?”   “Uh, Rene and Lacus did, they’re treating their wounds right now… or um…” Mikaela awkwardly scratching the back of his head. “Well they’re doing freaky things probably”   “They better not do it on the furniture,” Yuuichirou grumbled.   “True, last time one of the kids touched… some whipped cream” Guren stated in disgust.   “Ew”   “I know”   Mikaela walked over to Yuuichirou and sat beside him. He wrapped his arms around him and kissed his cheek. Yuuichirou sat on his lap and wrapped his arms around his neck. Some of the older kids looked away in disgust, still not used to the affection between the two. They weren’t used to Guren and Shinya or Lacus and Rene either.   “Alright guys…” A voice spoke up. They all looked over to spot Krul walking in. The new kids were hiding behind the woman and holding her hand. “Welcome to your new home!”   The new kids peered from out to spot eyes looking directly at them. They quickly shied away. “Aw, its okay, you don’t have to be scared!” One of the kids around eight spoke up. He walked up to Krul and looked over at the two, “Woah! You are twins! Awesome!”   Krul chuckled, “They’re quite the beautiful twins. The first pair in the family” she stated as she crouched before the twins. “Alright sweethearts, we are all a family”   Shinoa smiled, “Yup! We all love each other unconditionally!” she stated before pointing at Yuuichirou, “That is the mommyof the household, Yuuichirou, or simply Yuu”   “Mommy?” They questioned as they glanced at the couple with beautiful blue eyes. “Then is Mika the daddy?”   Yuuichirou began laughing and so did Guren at the way Mikaela’s face turned red. The blonde teen sighed and smiled at the twins, “Yes I guess you can say that…” Mikaela stood up and set Yuuichirou down, one arm wrapped around his waist. He led Yuuichirou over to the new kids. “This is your lovely mommy,” he stated teasingly.   “Mommy is pretty!” The girl giggled. “But isn’t mommy a guy!”   “Thank you for noticing!” Yuuichirou sighed in relief, “But still you can call me that if you like… welcome to the family, what are you names?”   The girl took a step forward, “I’m Misaki and this is Yuuki!” she stated, her black locks bouncing faintly.   Shinya stared at the twins, “You know! They look like your love children! Oh my god! I just realized!”   “What!” The engaged couple glanced over at Shinya who was smiling while both Guren and Shinoa were laughing. It woke up the kids that were sleeping.   “They have Yuu’s hair color and Mika’s blue eyes! Aww! How adorable!   “I guess they really are the mommy and daddy!” Krul chuckled.   “Eeeh! I see it too!” Misaki looked at her brother then at the blushing pair. “Maybe they're our real parents Yuuki-nii!”   To make it ten times better to both Mikaela and Yuuichirou the kids all joined in. They circled around them, staring at the twins and then at the duo. “OH MY GOOOOD! THEY HAD SECRET BABIES!”   “What have you done Shinya?” Mikaela mumbled as he buried his face against Yuuichirou’s neck in embarrassment. Yuuichirou tiredly chuckled as he watched the rest leave them with the hyper kids.   Yuuichirou smiled and crouched down, running his hand through the young girl’s hair. Misaki giggled and so did her brother when Mikaela picked him up. The young male looked up at his fiancé, “I guess we really do have kids,” Yuuichirou whispered.   “You thinking of adoption?”   “But we don’t need that” Yuuichirou stated as he got back up shaking slightly. “They’re all our kids… we kinda already did adopt them…”   Mikaela smiled as he set Yuuki down. The twins went to mingle with their new siblings before they all left to play in the backyard. The blonde wrapped his arms around Yuuichirou’s waist and brought him into a kiss. Yuuichirou wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed back. Good thing the kids all left as Mikaela pushed Yuuichirou gently down against the couch and crawled on top of him. They weren’t going to do anything that could be traumatizing if any of the kids walked in.   Once parting away from the kiss, Mikaela lied beside Yuuichirou, pulling him up close to his chest. “I can’t wait to see them all grow up Yuu-chan…” he whispered as planted a final kiss on Yuuichirou’s cheek. “…The wedding is going to be quite lovely and huge… don’t you think?”   “Of course it will since our lovely family will be there…” Yuuichirou chuckled with pink dusted across his cheeks. “You know… I’m actually curious to where Lacus and Rene are”   “…You don’t want to know…”   “I know…” Yuuichirou laughed as he nuzzled his face up against his fiancé’s chest. “…Love you, my dear future husband and father to our kids”   Mikaela chuckled, “Love you too honey...”   The two fell asleep soundly on the couch with faint smiles on their lips. They had a huge happy family that went through the same trouble as they did...and... They could not ask for such a beautiful, huge, loving family…   Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!