He hits cement hard, then waits for the loud thud of the door before letting his emotional and physical pain bubble to the surface as tears. It hurt so bad. So bad, Yuu reasoned, that not even a super incredibly tough blader like himself could resist crying.

Telling himself that didn't make him stop feeling ashamed though. He was too weak. He got captured and beaten up by these people, and now he couldn't escape. It was even worse than that time when he was locked in that room in the Dark Nebula's building. He may have been unsure about whether he'd be saved or not, as he wasn't sure that Ginka and the others would find him or even want to save him, but at least he wasn't hurt this bad. And at least he'd known what was going on. The only explanation he'd received was that he was here to tell them about the WBBA as they'd traced him to a few of the members. He didn't know who they were or where he was.

Do his friends even know he's gone?

Of course! They had too! After all, I've been staying with them while Tsubasa's busy on a mission. But, uh, which one was I staying with?

He'd been kinda rotated several times. Sometimes it was Madoka, sometimes with Ginka and his dad, sometimes with Kenta. So who was it this time?

Yuu sighs and pulls his knees up, wrapping his arms around them and shivering in the chilly room. They might not find him though. He might be trapped here, maybe for forever. And he was still hurting a lot.

He scoots over to the wall and buries his head in his arms. He was just a little scared... after all, those people might come back and hurt him again. And he might be trapped forever. And the darkness of the room was a bit unnerving.

Yes, it was safe to say that even crazy-strong totally brave people like Yuu could be scared of this situation.

Just a bit.

-.]

He waits till the small person had finished crying and fallen asleep.

This person. Boy. Young.

A... a young boy person? No, that sounded wrong. Boy young... no, that was wrong too. But he could feel that those words were associated in his mind. Somehow.

For now, maybe he could leave off the 'person' part. It was obvious he was a person. Even to... to...

Well, he could just think young boy. Or wait, little boy sounded a little better to him.

Alright, so he could call this figure a little boy.

Satisfied, he focused again at the main issue at hand.

This little boy was familiar. He was pretty sure he was. The blond sticking up, and the bright green eyes he'd seen? Yes. He was sure he was.

And this little boy was important... possibly. He was pretty sure. Either way, it was nice to have someone in here that didn't pose a threat. Nice company. Even if his voice hurt. Very loud and painful. But still... good.

I'll let you guess who Yuu's mystery roommate is (who he can't see due to that corner of the room being darker).