~Kai’s POV~

            Uruha has already packed up his things. He hates this hospital. I can see this. That’s why I’m helping him. I hold the door open for him and we leave the room. We don’t get far before a doctor stops us.

            “Where are you going?” she asks suspiciously. She must know Uruha isn’t meant to leave.

            “Uruha isn’t happy here. There’s no physical reason to keep him.” I tell the woman in my serious voice.

            “He’s meant to see a therapist.” The doctor complains. Is she challenging my serious voice? Brave woman.

            “He is going to.” I reply. “He’d rather he went to my cousin. He’s a registered therapist. You don’t need to worry.”

            “I can’t let you walk out.” The doctor argues.

            “I’m not your prisoner!” Uruha cries. I give him a look. Getting worked up won’t help us here.

            “Just let him go. I’ll take responsibility.” I say to her.

            “This is against doctor’s advice.” She complains but in the end nobody can argue with me in my serious mood. She makes Uruha sign some forms to say he’s leaving against doctor’s advice and we’re on our way.

~Uruha’s POV~

            Kai takes me back to my own house so I can take a shower and make myself presentable. Kai picks up the post for me as he knows I still hurt. It’s all boring so I ignore it. My eyes fall on my blood stained carpet. Kai and Aoi have obviously cleaned up the glass when they were here but there are dark brown stains that obviously won’t wash out. I’ll have to buy a new carpet, no big deal. Still, it reminds me of my own foolishness and I want to rip up my carpet right now. I think only my self inflicted injuries and Kai’s presence stopped me.

            “Go shower.” Kai orders and I obey.

            Standing naked in front of the bathroom mirror I finally get a good look at what I’ve done. I look a little like I’ve been attacked by a wild animal. Or like the vocalist Kyo. In fact I may have beaten Kyo in the self harm department.

            Feeling cleaner and dressed only in a towel, I head for my bedroom to get clothes. Kai is messing about in the kitchen but I wouldn’t care even if he did see me. I have no problems with people seeing my body. My body is beautiful. It’s what’s inside that I find repulsive.

            I deliberately select a shirt with long sleeves to cover up my arms. Once dressed I look like a normal human being again. I can still feel some of the cuts but nobody can see them.

            “Kai?” I call as I head back out to find him. I’m kind of surprised he’s not watching TV or something.

            “I’ve made you some food.” Kai explains. “Too keep in your fridge so you won’t have to cook. I did the best I could with what you have in.”

            “Why are you so nice?” I demand. It’s not human for somebody to be as nice as Kai.

            “Because there’s part of me that feels that I have to be nice or no one will like me.” Kai admits.

Kai looks after me until Aoi finishes work. I don’t need looking after but I don’t complain. It’s kind of nice to have people who care about me.

~Aoi’s POV~

            I glare at him. Why is he here? What has possessed him to come to my work? I want to hit him just for daring to show his face but Reita is here and I’m already on my last warning.

            “Get out.” I snap startling Reita in the back.

            “Aoi, don’t talk to customers like that.” Reita scolds but then he lays eyes on who this customer actually is.

            “Uruha won’t talk to me anymore.” Ruki complains as if I might possibly care.

            “Yeah well. Who’s fault is that?” I demand. Seriously the nerve of this guy!

            “I need to apologise to him.” Ruki complained. “But because of you he won’t even answer his phone!”

            “I don’t want you talking to my boyfriend.” I snarl.

            “Not even to apologise?” Reita asked. “Isn’t that a little…”

            “A little what? Cruel? He raped Uruha.” I say giving my boss a glare.

            “I didn’t know I was raping him!” Ruki cried. “He barely put up a fight. Why is it Uruha is allowed to blame alcohol for his faults but I’m not?”

            “Because Uruha never hurt anyone!” I shouted at Ruki. “He’s not like us! He has only ever done things to make others happy.”

            “Aoi calm down.” Reita ordered placing a hand on my shoulder. Like hell I’ll calm down.

            “Reita kick him out,” I beg. “I don’t want to see his face.”

            “Ruki is sorry. I don’t even know him and I can tell.” Reita argued with me. “Can’t you let him apologise to his friend?”
            “Some friend,” I mutter. I turn to shout at Ruki some more but he’s already leaving. Good, he’s got the message. He’s not wanted here.

            “Ruki.” Reita shouted surprising me by running out of the shop. I can see him saying something to Ruki. Ruki nods and Reita returns long enough to tell me to mind the shop. Great, so now Reita’s on Ruki’s side!

~Reita’s POV~

            I can understand why Aoi is so mad but at the same time I can’t help feel he’s been unreasonable. From what I can gather, Ruki is just as much a victim in all this as Uruha. He made drunken mistakes, but haven’t we all? Aoi, a recovering alcoholic, should be aware of this but he seems blinded by his anger. And I suspect jealousy.

            Ruki looks so sad. A beautiful man like him shouldn’t have to feel so bad. Wait... beautiful? Where did that come from? But now I’m aware of it I can’t take it back. Ruki is beautiful. He’s leaving now. I can’t let him go looking so miserable. I run after Ruki without really realising what I’m doing.

            “Ruki wait.” I say, gently grabbing his arm so he can’t run. He looks at me with big eyes that are holding back tears and I feel his sadness as if it’s my own. “Would you like to talk? Maybe it could help.”

            “Whatever. You’ll just hate me like everyone else.” Ruki mutters.

            “I don’t think so. I’ve already heard Aoi’s version of events. If that didn’t make me hate you what damage can your version do?” I ask.

            “I guess. It would be nice to talk.” Ruki consents. I’m a little surprised he trusts me so easily, but I say nothing. Maybe he’s just that much in need of a friend.

            “Okay. Let me just check that Aoi’s alright minding the shop.” I say and do just that. I’m putting a lot of trust in Aoi but like I know Ruki shouldn’t be so harshly judged, I know Aoi is trustworthy.

            Ruki and I go to my apartment as it’s closest. I let him in and there he tells me everything. My suspicions solidify as he talks. Ruki isn’t a bad person. He’s lonely and hurting inside. I want to hold him and take away his pain. If only there was something I could do to make everything alright.

            “I’ll try and get Aoi to give you a second chance.” I foolishly promise and some of the sadness in his eyes goes away. I bet Ruki would be stunning when he smiled. I want to see that smile more than anything.

            ‘Was I developing feelings for him?’ I wondered as I headed back to the shop. I couldn’t be. He was a man and I’m not gay. Still, he was such a beautiful man…

~Uruha’s POV~

            “I’m Takashima Kouyou I have an appointment.” I tell the receptionist. It sounds weird using my real name. I’ve become used to being Uruha.

            “So you do. Please take a seat. He won’t be long.” The receptionist says smiling flirtatiously at me. Nice try, but I’m gay and taken. Still, I smile back and go to sit down.

            I’m so scared. I keep telling myself he’s not going to do anything to me. We’re just going to talk. I only have to tell him what I feel comfortable with. Eventually my name is called by a man who kind of looks like Kai but at the same time doesn’t. I’m not sure what it is about him. He smiles friendly at me and the similarity vanishes. The two only look alike when there face is blank or serious.

            “I’m Masaki Haruna.” The therapist introduces himself. “Please call me Haruna.”

            “Okay,” I agree. He seems friendly enough. After a little time I relax and we just talk. I ask him to call me Uruha and then he wants me to explain why I prefer it to my own name. He suggests that maybe I’m trying to become somebody else and I think he’s right. Maybe I am trying to start again.

            Even after just an hour I feel better. I arrange to see him twice a week as he’s helped so much. I know what I have to do now. Kouyou may have been a slut but that didn’t have to mean Uruha was too.

            Haruna believed my alcohol addiction lay in my self hatred and is helping me with both. Well to be honest the only thing the meetings did was help me find Aoi. I hated having to publicly admit my problems. If Haruna thought he could help me I’d trust him. After all, he was related to Kai.

            On the way home I make a few stops. I have things that need to be done but already I’m feeling happier. If Haruna can help me this much in only an hour, imagine what he’s going to achieve in the long run.


Authors Note: For anyone who knows who Masaki Haruna is, here's some cookies XD For anyone who looks it up and gets the right answer, have some cookies too XD.