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Fifty-Eight
Shun felt his anger rise as the three closed in on them.
How dare Hasukawa attempt to be his knight on the white horse? Shun was tired
of being the girl and if anything, he was going to help teach these punks a
lesson. As Kazuya was about kick the knife from the hands of one of the
encroaching bandits, Shun turned to the other, his hair draped over eyes that
were narrowed with a dark glare.
"Back off, dick!" He threw a punch at the
bewildered ganger, nailing him right in the jaw just as Kazuya had practically
flung the first punk over this shoulder. He looked to the side, surprised to
see Shun adeptly exchanging blows, dodging swiftly while delivering killer
shots. While he agilely pummeled the shadowy figure, Hasuakwa simply watched
with amazement. Just as Shun was about to give the guy a good kick in the
groin, Hasukawa cried out, the two behind him having rose and grabbed him. He
struggled but couldn't free his arms, his heart sinking as he realized his was
trapped.
Shun looked up with a gasp, running toward the pair with
his teeth clenched. "Let him go!" he demanded. He curled his fingers
into a fist but stumbled back when one set a knife to Kazuya's exposed neck,
giving Shun a warning glance. Covering his mouth, Kisaragi obediently backed
away, thoughts racing as the second bandit began to approach him. Hasukawa
struggled briefly, but the sting of a razor sharp edge stilled him.
"Shun!" he cried, just as the thug he'd been
fighting rose up behind him. Shun yelped, held by his hair, feeling a hand
snake around and cover his mouth. His struggling, too, was arrested when cool
metal touched his hot skin. His heart pounding, Shun stiffened, looking around
wildly.
"Let her go!" Hasukawa growled, wincing when
the knife bit into him just a bit.
"Keep it down," one of them said, rubbing his
chest. He was still a little sore. "We were going to take the cash, but
you fuckers just earned yourselves more than that." The two holding Shun
and Hasukawa both laughed, sharing a knowing glance with who was probably their
leader.
"Hold her still!" he commanded, approaching
Kisaragi, his face hidden in shadows. Instantly, Shun knew, and began to flail
wildly. He pounded on his captive, having to be reminded twice of t he knife
held to "her" neck. Tears spilled from his eyes, wanting so much to
just let Suka-chan be that knight he would have been. Not for this . . . Please don't. . .
"Damnit, let her go!"
Hasukawa cried again, nearly breaking the grip that held him. "Shun!" Horrified, he watched as the
thug settled between them, obscuring his view of his Shun's white face.
"Man, this bitch is flat," the gangster said with
a chuckle, groping around. Shun was tempted to bit that hand that held him, but
the constant threat of the small switchblade was enough to keep him in check.
Instead, he watched a nightmare unfold, feeling the thug reach for his pants
and undo them, ripping his belt as he wrenched them down. He shrieked freely,
muffled by the hand that held his face like a steel trap. The last thing he
heard was one of them muttering something about a boys' school.
"Hey, what the fuck is this?!" the thug
bellowed, backing away.
Shun stood there, trousers and underwear pooled around
his ankles, his fingers curled into the arm that gripped his face. Hasukawa was
looking away, trying not to vomit, unable to watch as they touched his girl.
"She's . . . oh, that's fucking gross!" the punk cried, looking away. Shun cried out as he was
dropped into a trembling heap, scrambling to pull his pants back up to his
waist while the thugs above him exchanged words as a siren was heard in the
distance.
"Fuckin' dick-chicks, man.
That's so gay. What'll we do?"
"Let's scram. We can get some real tail in the city
anyway." One of them turned to Shun and spat before running off, followed
shortly by the other two. Hasukawa stumbled as he was released, watching the
trio disappear into the darkness with their words still ringing in his head.
Shun, still quaking, just looked up to Hasukawa with a silently agape mouth.
Kazuya stumbled up to him, dropping to his knees.
"Sh-shun, I'm so sorry . .
. are you okay?"
Unable to answer, he just shook his head, flinching away
as Hasukawa's hand fell on his shoulder. Shun sniffed, trying to stop his tears
but was unsuccessful. His cheeks burned brightly, the shock and embarrassment
seizing him all over. He tried to look at Hasukawa but could not, and in an
instant, knew he had only this chance to pull himself together.
Don't lose it,
Shun, don't lose it. . .
What happens next? :
[Shun gets himself under
control and they head home.] – Go to Chapter Fifty-Seven (57)
[The shame is too much for him
and he flees.] – Go to Chapter Fifty-Six
(56)
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