Chapter 1

Running.

That was all he could do. He just kept running. He couldn't look back, but he wanted to make sure he wasn't being followed. No, he thought, not till I get there. He stopped just short of his destination, too out of breath to take another step. He gasped for air, feeling light headed from running.

He suddenly froze, hearing footsteps close behind him. He couldn't move. The footsteps became louder and hastened their pace. Masaomi forced his legs into action and ran into the apartment building lobby.

The lobby was completely silent, save for the sound of the blonde's footsteps on the tile floor. He made his way over to the elevator as quickly as his legs could manage. He pressed the elevator button until the doors opened. He got in the elevator quickly and continually pressed the button for the third floor until the doors slid closed again.

Masaomi leaned back against the wall of the elevator and slid down to the floor. He pulled his knees to his chest and replayed the entire scene through over and over in his mind. Walking into the warehouse, the three guys tackling him to the ground, each of them having their turn with him, every thrust they forced into him-

The elevator suddenly chimed when it reached the third floor. He stood up and made his way quickly to Mikado's apartment. He had been given a spare key just in case he needed to get out of his house. He unlocked the door and made his way to Mikado's bedroom.

He opened the door slowly, not wanting to wake his sleeping friend. At least not yet. The door shut with a *Click* that startled the blonde. He squeaked quietly and looked to the mass of blankets on the bed.

"Mikado..." He whispered and shook his friend gently by the shoulder. Mikado woke with a yawn and looked toward the cause of his waking. He was startled to see it was Masaomi with tears in his eyes. He sat up quickly and wrapped his arms around his friend.

"Masaomi, what is it? Are you hurt? Did something happen?" He started to stutter as he continued to question his distressed friend. Masaomi only remained quiet as he wrapped his arms around Mikado and cried into his shoulder. Mikado rubbed his friend's back comfortingly and nuzzled into Masaomi's shoulder.

"Oh, Mikado. T-They did horrible things to me!" he sniveled.

Mikado was confused. "Who?"

"The Yellow Scarves." He couldn't tell him that they were his own gang. "T-they held me down and pulled off my pants and my boxers and they..they..." He couldn't say it. He continued to cry and his friend could only hold him close.

"It's alright now. You're safe. They can't get you here." He held him close and ran his fingers through Masaomi's blonde hair. The blonde had finally stopped crying and began to relax a bit, feeling the warmth from the other body pressed against his. He fell asleep in Mikado's arms.

I will update soon. I still need to update my other story first.