A/N: Greetings readers, It has come to my attention that i am a very lazy person.. and it bit me in my bottom..
A very lovely review was sent to me explaining that my distance between Surrey and London was so.. so very wrong. It is actually more like 10 hours by foot and he would surely have collapsed in his condition ... but i just winged it i guess.
I didn't do any research about the IRL distance when i wrote it and.. well just say it was inaccurate.
Now it would be lovely if y'all could just.. go along with it? I don't really want to change the story since i don't really want harry to have a way of getting home without using the Dursley money .. or well something like that at least.. just DON'T THINK TO MUCH ABOUT IT.
Disclaimers: I do not legally own the two famous books/manga.
-, Once again i'd like to apologise for the miss usage of the english language and grammar mistakes.
Warnings: This is a male x male sort of situation.. i would advice to not read it if you are a rude arsehole.
Maybe i'm loveable?
''You know that i can walk on my own right?'' Harry was currently being carried to the elevator by the obviously rich muggle.
Akihiko chuckled at the boys annoyance, "I know." He answered shortly in amusement and Harry could feel the older mans chest rumble once again in a low chuckle.
Despite his annoyance he was grateful towards man, he had always been wary of adults but instead of feeling uncomfortable about the attention he felt safe and secure.
As they reached the door, that Harry assumed would be Akihiko's hotel room, Harry was replaced in the older mans arms. Akihiko had been carrying him "princess style" and was now holding him with one arm. To say that Harry was impressed was an understatement and it didn't go unnoticed.
As the door opened Harry felt his eyes bulge out from his eye sockets in amazement, he had never been in such luxury. Sure he'd visit his godfather at the order hideout but grimmauld place, despite being a mansion, was way past its glory days.
"You like it?" Akihiko asked in obvious amusement, Harry didn't know how to answer him so he just nodded his head while gazing around. It was beautifully decorated and it smelled fresh and cleaned inside but he didn't like the largeness of the room. He could appreciate it, but he rather not live their himself.
Akihiko placed him on the sofa in the living room area and told him to stay put. Harry eyes fallowed the mans movements, he wasn't too wary of the man but he couldn't say he trusted him completely; he was kinda kidnapped after all..
''You don't have to look so suspicious you know?'' The older of the two men said as he looked behind himself to see Harry eying him. Despite their friendly banter he knew the boy didn't trust easily.
''Hmpf, you say that even though you brought me here against my will.'' Harry answered and heard the older man chuckle as he walked over with a wet towel and some bandages.
''I guess i did,'' His answer was short but filled with playful emotions. ''Now, how about we get you out of that shirt so we could take a look at the damage?''
''It was you that started bleeding! I'm fine you on the otherha-''
''Are you kidding me?,'' Akihiko now looked offended as he stared at the younger one. ''Are you offending my intellect?,'' When he only received a negative shake of the head he continued. ''Good 'cause i'm not. Now take of the shirt or i will do it for you.''
Harry was now glaring at the mans demand. He knew that the muggles threat was legit so he decided to save them all some struggle. He heard a gasp as he took of the shirt but wasn't about to comment it.
''..How?'' It was asked in a choked whispered voice. Akihiko wasn't foolish enough to even consider that all of these injuries was from the fall. The boy had no deep cuts but was bruised 65 % of his upper body. Nothing seemed broken but he could almost bet on that his ribcage was sprainedin a few places.
Harry didn't know how to answer him. He couldn't tell that it was caused from his relatives but he knew that Akihiko would deduce everything before he had a chance to leave.
''let's just say my life hasn't been easy and i've accepted that.'' He refused to look the man in the eyes and see pity, Harry would just be disappointed once more.
Akihiko could almost be certain that this was a case of abuse, still Harry didn't act that way. Harry was a remarkable teenager. Instead of flinching away from touch he only showed slight discomfort, instead of submitting to demands he challenged him instead. Harry had developed a personality, an identity instead of just going along with life.
''Hmm..I don't doubt that.'' he answered back as he crouched before him. He was pleased to notice that there was very few scars and that they were pale enough to indicate that they were old. Nothing, except the bruises, indicated severe physical abuse.
''You hungry?'' Akihiko asked as he started to move towards the closet to get the child one of his shirt, they would be big but he rather see him have that instead of the grey oversized shirt the boy was currently sporting.
Harry sighed in confusion, the man was not acting as he expected which both relived him and made him suspicious. What was the man playing at?
''Yeah? But i shouldn't stray to long, i need to get back home before my relatives starts to wonder were i'm at.'' Harry said as he accepted the shirt without arguing, he'd noticed that Akihiko were just as stubborn as he, if not more, and that it was easier to go along with him instead of fighting him.
''Let them wonder then 'cause you're not leavening until i say so.'' Harry could only gape at the foreign man. Was he serious? He was serious. Harry glared at him as he saw the mans smirk forming.
''Hmpf! And when is that going to be Mr. Kidnapper?'' Harry asked, trying to provoke the man to revile his plans.
''Depends...'' He answered nonchalantly as he stared at the room service menu.
''On..?'' Harry kept asking.
Akihiko ignored him in favour of ordering food. Harry buttoned up the far to big shirt as he fumed in annoyance at the man.
When Harry was done he turned around to see the older man checking him out with a smirk.
''Cute.'' Was all he said and his smirk widened when he saw Harry blush, this was going to be fun.
A/N: Far to short chapter i know! I've got writers block and i don't know how to continue it. PLEASE leave some suggestions and i will see what i can do about it.