A/N: Not too much has been edited in this chapter as well, except for the part where Nanako warns him. I found it unnecessary that she was being so- er- yeah... so comfort it is.
Warning: This is a Boy x Boy fic, and this fic will have RAPE in it. So if these ideas offend you in any way, please turn back and DON'T READ THIS! Ah- and also, mild swearing ._.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for the obvious OC's needed to move the story along, nor do I own Prince of Tennis.
Chapter 1:
When Ryoma came home that day, he acted as if nothing was wrong, as if nothing was bothering him. If Jason took it this badly, he was afraid of what his parents would think. He was just relieved that Nanako, his cousin, was staying in America with them over her summer vacation. After all, it was Nanako that convinced Ryoma to confess his feelings to Jason.
"So how did it go?" Nanako could barely hide the enthusiasm in her voice as she cornered Ryoma in his room. When Ryoma looked away sadly, she immediately understood that it didn't go as well as she was hoping it did. She placed her hands on each of Ryoma's shoulders and turned his body so that he was directly facing her. "Ryoma-" Ryoma cut her off
"I know, it's going to be okay… I'll get over him somehow… I've lived my life without knowing who he was before, and I'm guessing I can probably just go back to being norma-" Ryoma was surprised to find nanako's hand on Ryoma's lips, disabling him from saying anything further than that. Blinking, Ryoma glanced up to find what was wrong with his cousin, when he found her giving him a sympathetic look. Without a word, Nanako pulled Ryoma into a light, comforting hug, patting his back.
That's when the tears he had been trying so hard to hold back broke out.
Wherever Ryoma went, silence followed after; wherever Ryoma went, the student body avoided him as if he was the contagious disease himself. Of course, not to mention the cold glances he got from everyone, which included his classmates, and tragically, Jason. Truthfully, Ryoma didn't mind this treatment from everyone else. He wasn't too much of a social person to begin with. What really got to him was, that Jason told everyone about his confession and he was the one to spread the fact that Ryoma was (to use Jason's words) a 'fag'. Even the little amount of friends he had started avoiding him completely.
"Hey Kevin," Ryoma flashed his blond friend a weak smile. Kevin turned to look at the source of voice and as soon as he confirmed that it was Ryoma, he turned around and didn't give Ryoma a second glance.
"I can't believe our school, ranked within the top 10 schools in America, has a god damn fag in it…" Ryoma could hear his other friend, Jake, whispering to Kevin. Kevin nodded in agreement and pretended to gag.
"And to think we have to go to the same school as a god-damn whore…" Ryoma closed his eyes and took deep calming breaths to steady his beating heart. 'I'm not a whore…' Ryoma thought to himself; hurt, that even his 'friends' would turn their backs on him.
Ryoma never imagined that the rest of his day could get even worst.
(I'll write this like my school schedule cause I go to an American based international school and… well… Ryoma's in America {I'm also going to use my own Schedule for the sake of… my sanity})
Period one: Physical Education – Clothes had 'Fag', 'Go Die', 'Suck Dick' all over it in permanent red marker (had to get spare ones from the nurse)
Period two: Experimental Science (Chemistry) – Jake pushed Ryoma to causing Ryoma to lose his balance and getting a scratch from a conveniently placed sharp object (was excused to go to the nurse afterwards)
Period three: Math – Kevin 'misplaced' Ryoma's calculator so Ryoma had to take the math test with a great disadvantage (they had their trigonometry test)
Period four: Creative Writing – Thumb tacks mysteriously appeared inside Ryoma's desk and when he tried to get his things out, he was pricked by several of them. (Disabled him from using his right hand temporarily and was sent to the nurse {the poor nurse was having a bad day})
Period five: Japanese – His test was mysteriously replaced by someone else's, who decided to answer everything in English for him, and therefore earning his first ever 'F'.
Period six: Health – Someone nicked the teachers exotic 'glow in the dark' condoms and put it in Ryoma's bag (Ryoma was sent to the councilors office).
Period seven: English – Jake threw a scrunched up piece of paper at the teacher with the words 'Fuck you bitch' on it and all pointed at Ryoma in unison which got the teacher demanding who did it while raging. (Ryoma was sent to the principle's office)
Period eight: Racquet Sports – No one paired up with Ryoma during tennis practice and instead started serving tennis balls at him all at once. (Ryoma got several bruises and was sent to the nurse when the coach noticed)
But to no one's surprise, the worst thing happened after school.
Sighing from his multiple visits to the nurse, the trudged home. He usually liked to take his time going home, taking in his surrounding area and breathing in some fresh air. But he would soon find out, that today, he should've just taken the bus straight home.
"Hey Ryoma…" Ryoma stiffened at the voice and cautiously turned around. Jason was standing a few steps away and looked like he was out of breath.
"What do you want?" Ryoma hissed. Although Ryoma tried to look hostile, his shaky voice gave away how upset he was. Jason lifted his hand up to ruffle Ryoma's hair like he usually did, but stopped when the younger boy flinched and took a step back.
"Ryoma… I'm really sorry… Could we talk about this one more time?" Ryoma felt his heart skip a beat, despite his instincts telling him to run away. 'Jason wanted to talk? After all this?' No matter how many times Ryoma tried to convince himself that this would only lead to no good and he should just turn away, his heart seemed to reach out for older boy with longing.
"Talk." Ryoma answered coolly as if there was absolutely nothing wrong. Jason nodded his head and motioned for Ryoma to follow after him. He hesitated for a while, but in the end decided to follow; even though something in the back of his mind was telling him that this was a really bad idea and that he should just turn around and sprint home without looking back.
Ryoma felt his throat suddenly go very dry when he noticed where Jason was leading them; the back ally.
"Uhm… Jason, is it really necessary for us to talk here?" the younger boy with tinted green hair wearily asked, observing the other boy as best he could, with great difficulty. (Since Jason had his back towards Ryoma)
"Don't you dare call me by my name you fucking queer!" Ryoma froze in the change of Jason's voice. His body literally stiffened as he felt beads of cold sweat flowing escaping his scalp and slowly making its' way down his cheek. When Jason finally turned around, Ryoma could see the menacing smile spreading wide across his face. Instinctively Ryoma turned around to make an escape but found Jason's friends closing in on him.
"Jason, what are you-" Before Ryoma could question Jason's odd behavior, Jason cupped Ryoma's chin in his right hand non too gently and crushed his lips against Ryoma's, forcing his tongue inside Ryoma's mouth. Ryoma's eyes widened in shock and tried to struggle free from Jason's grip, but found his attempt useless as the older boy was much more stronger than he was. When the two finally broke apart for some air, one of Jason's friends, who's names were unknown to Ryoma, grabbed Ryoma by the waist and another pulled Ryoma's hair back so that he was exposing his neck for Jason. Ryoma gasped from the sudden pain and yelped when the boy who was gripping his hair tugged it further, enjoying the pained expression crossing Ryoma's face.
"Stop… please…" Ryoma managed to plead which only brought joy to the three boys holding him captive.
"You like dicks don't you?" Jason said with a malicious smile. The two boys chuckled and ripped Ryoma's shirt open and soon after Ryoma's pants were discarded onto the floor. Ryoma hissed as the cool air came to contact with his bare skin. Jason whistled at the sight and swiftly unzipped his pants and took his proudly standing member out along with Ryoma's limp ones. How could he possibly be erect in this kind of situation?
"Yo Andrew, get this whore onto his knees" Jason ordered, eyeing Ryoma with lust filled eyes.
"Gotcha!" A single drop of tear escaped from Ryoma's tightly shut eyes as Andrew kicked the back of his knees. Ryoma cried in pain and went limp on the floor.
"Hey Jason, you sure this whore is supposed to be in the Sports division and not the Slut division of our school?" The other boy snickered, scanning Ryoma's skinny stature.
"I don't know Simon" Jason said giving his member a slick stroke. "Why don't we test it out?"
Ryoma cried out, screaming, begging for them to stop as they flipped Ryoma so they could get a closer look at his body. Being exposed in front of the boy Ryoma was in love with…
Jason moved towards Ryoma's southern region and positioned himself in front of Ryoma's entrance. When Ryoma started flailing Simon harshly stomped on Ryoma's stomach and binded Ryoma's hands using his tie. The kick in the stomach caused the younger teen to whimper and instinctively curl his body.
"Ngh… Jason… Why…?" Ryoma cried, tears flowing uncontrollably down his face.
"I'm just giving what the little whore wants." Jason shrugged and nudged his fully erect penis against Ryoma's entrance. Without even preparing the younger teen, he slammed his member in, in one fast motion and immediately started thrusting in and out of the boy.
Ryoma was consumed by darkness, the last of his vision showed blinking red lights drawing closer and closer towards him.