The Pain of Trust and Love

Chapter 1

The bell rang and he silently gathered his things and tried to shrink out of the classroom unnoticed. Somebody saw him anyway, somehow they always did.

"Hey look," said one teenage boy to anybody who was listening "it's that idiot who thinks he's too good to talk to anybody."

Yuuri flinched rooted in place by his fear, trying not to let it show and for the most part succeeding. He didn't think he was too good to speak to them. He believed he wasn't good enough, and he hadn't been given permission to speak anyway. His adoptive parents had 'taught' him how worthless he was to everybody, and how no one would ever want him. He believed it and when they left him with no home except for a part of their garage he thought he deserved it. The thoughts on his mind at that moment however, were about how to get away as uninjured as possible, just once he wanted to leave school in peace.

The boy along with two others approached him with looks of ridicule on their faces and hatred in their eyes. Today was the luckiest day he had had in a very long time he thought as a teacher came nearby and the other student looked away for a second, which was all he needed to run away, schoolwork in tow.

"Ha! Run away if you want Fuuri! It's only Thursday, and we can get you tomorrow. You better come to school." The boy said again with a voice that also said 'Do what I say or you're dead.'

He shivered as he tried to make it out of the building without bumping into anybody while still going at his top speed. After he left the building he was out of breath but happy that he had not been beaten up, it was a rare occasion. He put his books into his old bag that seemed like it would fall apart at any moment, and hoisted it over his shoulder. He opted to go through the forest today and see if he could find any animals.

The first smile, although small, graced his face for almost an entire second for the first time in a week. He may have an abnormal fear of humans based upon how he had been treated all his life, but he loved wildlife as they loved him back.

He walked into the forest on a path that wasn't there, just following his internal sense of direction so that he would go deeper into the forest. He wasn't scared of large animals, and had no reason to be since they had always loved him. Another small smile graced his pale face once more as he remembered the first time he saw a bear. He was still very small then and he had just toddled over to it and it licked his face making him giggle hysterically. Later on in life after going to school, he learned that bears did not behave like that. Ever.

This led him to believe that animals simply loved him, and for that he loved them all the more. He smiled gently at the singing birds and maneuvered familiarly around the large tree roots and brush. His head jerked to the side when he heard a squeal of pain.

Oh no! Did one of those stupid hunters' traps catch someone? He ran towards the sound, and he soon found himself in an unfamiliar part of the forest.

It was strange, because he thought he knew everything about the forest and its inhabitants. (Some which he had even nicknamed.) He stumbled and dropped his bag, it didn't matter. He could get it after he saved whoever needed saving. Yuuri reached for a branch to steady himself but slipped anyway.

His bold black eyes widened to full capacity when he saw himself falling over a cliff and racing towards some water far below. He sighed and closed his eyes in resignation. Would it be so bad to leave this world?

Yuuri looked around dizzily. Color was swirling around him, vaguely reminding him of some things he wished he didn't have to think of. Ever.

Is this the after-life? That was all he could think before he suddenly landed on something.

Yuuri blinked and rubbed his eyes in upmost confusion. He was still wet, but he was on dry land.

What? Where am I? I don't think I'm in Japan anymore... Forget Japan; am I even in the right universal zip code? Wait… am I dead?

Yuuri acted like a child would to find out if they were dreaming. He pinched himself sharply on the arm and felt a tingle that told him he was alive. It probably should have hurt more than that, but years of beatings tend to make you tough. He shivered, and not from his cold wet clothes.

A shriek pierced his brain. It was a strange girl, probably a cosplayer by her dress, and she was pointing at him and screaming something. He tried to understand what she was babbling about, but the words made no sense.

He looked at the ground in shame. No matter where he went, he would always be a nuisance. A burden or something, right?

"১৳ী৭৬ ≠ ̬̐̑ ӿӭɎɇˠ˟৳১!" She screamed again, but Yuuri had no idea what she was saying.

He winced and backed away slowly when several angry looking people came out of nowhere holding rocks and other small objects. More shouts in that weird language came and Yuuri saw rocks sailing at him all of a sudden.

He dodged the first one, but he couldn't defend himself against so many thrown at once. He wondered what he had done wrong as he tried to back away, but he simply kept getting hit. Rocks were new, they hurt quite a bit more than stray objects and fists.

At this rate I'm going to die… I didn't even do anything! Tears started to form on his face and he curled up into a ball on the ground. It was the best way to defend himself to his knowledge.

Suddenly a horse whinnied and Yuuri saw a tall blonde man holding his hand out to stop people from hitting him. Yuuri was grateful for all of two seconds. The man angrily said something to him, but he couldn't understand a word of it.

At Yuuri's silence the man leaned over and grabbed Yuuri's head with both hands. Yuuri had flinched away but the man was fast. Almost like he had expected it.

Suddenly his vision flashed and there were lightning bolts striking his brain. It was pain personified, worse than when his 'mother' hit him in the head with a nearly empty bottle of cheap wine.

Yuuri stumbled to a standing position and he suddenly heard the people behind him reacting to him standing up. He actually heard them… it was strange, like they had all changed their language as once.

"Oh God the mazoku stood up!" "We're all doomed!" "Save us Lord Adalbert!"

Yuuri looked around but couldn't really do anything much as his vision swam. Had he really taken that many hits? The blonde frowned.

"You need to come with us quickly or-"

"HEIKA!"

Everyone turned to see the new arrivals approaching them on horseback. Yuuri straightened up and backed away slowly. He was ready to run, as soon as he saw the best opening… if only the world would stop spinning.

The blonde man stood in front of Yuuri almost protectively as the brunette dismounted and ran towards them. Yuuri backed up a bit when he saw the man put a hand on what was obviously a sword hanging from his waist.

"If it isn't Sir Conrad. Please go away, you are not wanted here."

"Adalbert please stand back. Heika are you alright?"

Yuuri wasn't sure what was going on, but when he pointed at himself and Conrad nodded his confusion only greatened. He shook his head and his face paled. Whatever a 'Heika' was, it wasn't him.

Adalbert laughed at the confused expressions on their faces before unsheathing his sword. Yuuri flinched and fell over on his butt. He had had bad experiences with blades before, and a sword was just a giant and heavy one.

"You will not come any closer to the boy." When Yuuri saw the sword being pointed at Conrad and realized it wasn't meant for him, he ran. He just ran.

He wasn't sure how long it had been before he found himself being followed by the brunette who was riding a horse. He slowed down knowing there was no way he could outrun a horse. He gave him a look of utter resignation and braced himself to be hit.

The brunette was puzzled and looked quite worried. He slid off of his horse and walked up to Yuuri with long steady strides. He slowed down when Yuuri backed away, fear all too apparent in his black eyes.

"We're not going to hurt you Heika, why would you think that?" His expression suddenly hardened. "Did they do something to you? I swear that we are only here to help and protect you!"

Yuuri shook his head doubtfully. He had planned on running, but why doubt this man's word? He had nowhere else to go, and his pounding head wouldn't allow him to run any longer.

Even I'm not even this Heika you keep talking about, I can't… I can't keep running.

Without a word passing Yuuri's lips, he tipped to the side before falling to the ground in a heap. Conrad ran over to him worriedly, repeatedly calling out to him.

"Heika! Heika!"

Not getting a response, he gently picked up the double-black and carried him to his horse. His eyes were both filled with worry and with rage. How did this happen? What did those people do to him? To this poor young king?

Chapter 1 done and done! Sure I feel bad for Yuuri, but still… I feel so smart coming up with this idea.

Anon: I'm surprised you can actually think!

Me: Yeah, you know I can kill too, right?

Anon: *runs away*

So yeah… Tell me what you think and if it's worth continuing. Thanks!

P.S. Title courtesy of best friend Della

R&R