Red and Blue, Black and Blond | By : lemonykisses Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Games Views: 993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the game .hack//GU or characters within the game. I am not making, nor ever made any money or profit from this game or merchandise related to the game or company(ies). I'm also not making any money or profit from writing this story. Than |
Rated: Definitely R thanks to Ryou’s foul-yet-beautiful mouth
Warnings: Major OOC-ness, cursing on Haseo/Ryou’s part (*shrugs* almost a given), surprising pairings, and major-ly abused Endrance/Kaoru that will make you want to kick the crap out of me and the person responsible for the injuries.
Pairing(s): Haseo/Ryou-Endrance/Kaoru, Yuuichi/Silabus-Tomonari/Kuhn, and others I would rather not spoil…
Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own the game .hack//GU or characters within the game. I am not making, nor ever made any money or profit from this game or merchandise related to the game or company(ies). I'm also not making any money or profit from writing this story. Thank you. I’m just borrowing the characters for my warped mind. I promise to put everyone back in one piece… as for their mental states that’s another story…
Okay, this is my first Endrance/Haseo fic, not to mention my first yaoi fic I’ve sent since maybe 3-4 years ago. So please be nice!
Yes, this is another Tragic/Abused!Endrance/Kaoru fic with Hero!Haseo/Ryou. It’s a running theme, I know, but I can work with this!
Notes: This is one year after Vol.3 - Redemption.
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Chapter 1 – Meeting
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A sudden chiming of the doorbell jerked Ryou out of deep sleep and startled him to actually sit up before he could comprehend that he did so.
"Mom?" He asked absently, and was replied with more electronic chimes. Finally coming to realization, Ryou shook his head and got up while scratching his head.
The chimes became persistent as he got to the front door.
"I’m coming, I’m coming!" He called out to the impatient visitor.
Reaching for the lock but keeping the chain on (he wasn’t stupid) he opened it as far as the chain would allow.
He was met with the bluest eyes he’s ever seen under the yellow glow of the outside light. Not only were they so blue, but they were full of exhaustion and fear.
"Ha-Haseo?" A familiar voice came from the owner of those eyes. A very familiar voice of husky frailty, one that jolted him violently to complete sobriety.
"Endrance?" He asked in confusion. "How did you-" Suddenly his confusion turned to anger within a split second as he shut the door to unlock the chain and swing the door wide open with a look of contempt on his face. "Do you know what time-?" He never got to finish that sentence when he took in the rest of Endrance’s player.
He thought the man was his height when he met those eyes head on, but now he realized the man was hunched over, clutching his right side. And now he saw dried blood on the left corner of Endrance’s player’s mouth. Dark circles with bags under them framed those blue eyes. His skin was so yellow in the light, painfully yellow. His face that once was beautiful is gaunt and hollow looking.
The man in front of Ryou could only muster a bitter smirk before he collapsed against him.
"Endrance!" Ryou cried out in shock as he caught him, even more terrified that the man weighed almost nothing when he fell against him. The raven-haired teen easily picked the man up in his arms and shut the door with a foot. He then laid Endrance’s player out on the couch and went for the First Aid kit in the linen closet down the hall.
He came back with it and began examining the frail body. Moving the man’s arms with no problem, he unbuttoned the soiled and stained white shirt made of some type of soft material rather than cotton. When he removed the shirt off the man’s chest, Ryou gasped with a gaping mouth.
Endrance’s chest was covered in bruises- old and new. The ugliest one encompassing the man’s right side and Ryou wouldn’t doubt some ribs were broken. But the bruises weren’t the only shock. It was how the ribs poked out so easily. His stomach was so sunken in it was like he had no intestines. In some sense of injustice, Ryou’s temper boiled over.
Suddenly the man under him stirred but Ryou halted him from moving.
"Stay still, I’m calling an ambulance. Who did this to you?"
"No- no hospital. I know they’re not broken… this time-" Endrance wilted away from consciousness and Ryou couldn’t take it anymore- But he fought it back, hard. Reliving his own nightmare, he took slow and deep breaths to meditate as he obeyed Endrance’s wishes. He applied iodine to cuts, gauzed and taped them with care, checked the man’s ribcage anyway, obviously an expert on broken bones, and shushing the older man from whimpering in pain.
"You’re right. They’re fine, but you need to go to a hospital, Endrance."
"No, please." Came the feeble plea that made something Ryou’s heart sank. Fear bubbled up under those dark blue eyes of pain and exhaustion.
Ryou sighed in resignation. "Alright. You can sleep on my bed. I’ll sleep out here." He then got up and slowly but patiently got Endrance up on his feet, which he could’ve picked up in his arms by himself, but felt once was enough.
He led the limping man down the hall to his bedroom and had him sit on the worn mattress. "I have some boxers and a T-shirt for you to sleep in-" He didn’t give Endrance time to respond. "Hand me your clothes when you’ve changed so I can put them in the wash." He then went through the drawers of his dresser, feeling eyes on him, and he didn’t like that one bit.
When he handed the said-garments on the bed next to Endrance he left the room without so much as ‘here’ and shut the door. He waited for a while in the hallway with his arms crossed over his chest and leaned against the wall opposite the bedroom door. He was in his own anger-filled thoughts. /Whoever did this when I get my-/
A sudden soft knock on the door shook him back to the present and he opened the door, seeing the man, now standing more erect and towering over Ryou.
/How did I not notice he had blond hair?/ Indeed, Endrance’s player had golden blond hair that would probably shine as if a million diamonds were melted into the locks if it was washed. It came to his thighs, so Ryou had to have noticed it. But the taller man was still clutching his side.
"I should sleep on the couch, Hase-"
"Ryou. My name is Ryou, and no. You need the comfort more than I do. Not that I’m saying my couch isn’t comfortable-" He was starting to ramble and he hated that also. Instead he silently took Endrance’s soiled clothes from his frail arms and went down the hallway towards the direction opposite the front door to the balcony. He slid the glass door open and set them in the hamper that was half-full next to the washer and dryer.
When he came back into the bedroom he saw that the blond was already in his bed and the blankets drawn almost over his head. His back was to the Ryou, and he noticed that the man was pulled up into a fetal position because the mattress was for a smaller frame.
Ryou gulped slightly, feeling that feeling again, and he clutched his chest while breathing slowly and evenly out with closed eyes. After a few seconds the feeling left him and he quietly slid the door closed with a crack left. He leaned against the wall; confused, angry, and at the same time relieved. The relieved part he couldn’t understand. But sudden exhaustion overcame him. Putting up the First Aid kit he grabbed a spare pillow and blanket from the closet and pulled out the bed in the couch.
As he laid on his back he stared up at the ceiling with one arm across his forehead and one on his stomach, he played with the edge of the soft blanket. So many questions popped into his head.
/How did he know I lived here? I never gave him my address, nor alone my private number. Why did he come to me, if I was the closest? Why does he look so thin? It’s like he’s being abused by forced starvation along with the beatings? Is he being abused? Who did that to him?/ Anger boiled up again, making him clench the blanket. /When I get my hands on whoever-/ Suddenly blood-soaked scenes of violence popped up into his head and he shook his head. He then sighed out. /Calm down, Ryou/
Before he knew it he had fallen asleep with dulled blue eyes staring at him from the hallway.
&&TO BE CONTINUED&&
I’m sorry for the shortness, but this is a trial run. I need to know what you all think before I write on. I mean I have the second chapter ready, I’m just waiting for your approval fellow yaoi fangirls, ladies, women, and hopefully some men. The rest of the chapters will be much longer, I swear.
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