Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Changes of the Heart ❯ TEASER ( One-Shot )

A/N: Hey there! It's Kathrine. I know you're all ready to throw deadly objects at us but we have been having a lot of problems this holiday season.

JC: Many things are things we don't wish to talk about, but they aren't really what stopped us from writing.

Kathrine: Yeah, school thought they were funny by full speeding ahead in three chapters of Algebra, three chapters from health, and semester projects for X-mas vacation.

JC: Lucky for us that we really didn't have a problem with that. But then our childish little brother STOLE SOME OF OUR FLOPPIES DISKS!!!!

Kathrine: To make it short our stories were on those floppies and we didn't get them back 'til Friday. But we hadn't realized he had tinkered with them until one of them ate our next chapter of OVoRWwaCT.

JC: That fucking brat doesn't even know how to use a computer!! And that chapter was ten pages long on 10-point Word!!

Kathrine: You see how pissed she is? I'm not upset cause it was all her work. ^_^ Anyway, we have to rewrite all of that from memory, which is rather clouded and have also been working on two other stories.

JC: Now that I have vented my rage, I can talk calmly. Now one of our stories is a rather strange one. It is a present to Amyeyl for these really cute pictures she drew us for CftH.

Kathrine: They were definitely something to brag about. ^_^ Now we decided that in order to calm the angry mobs we would put out a little of something so that you know we're not dead. This is what we chose.

JC: No, we won't tell you who the couples are and won't tell you anything, other than it is YAOI and an AU fic.

Kathrine: And that it is not exactly what it looks like. So you'll just have to see how it turns out later. ^_^

Disclaimer: Don't own Troopers. *_!

Warning: Abuse, and other dark themes

Changes of the Heart

By Kathrine and JC

(Notice the excessive amount of the word "Heart" in our titles?)

CRASH!!

They heard it again, but knew they could do nothing to stop it. " I can't believe he takes that from him," Nasuti sighed in despair.

THUD!!

" But why doesn't he tell him to stop?" Jun asked. " Why don't the others stop him?"

CRASH!! THUD!! BOOM!!

" Because they don't want to believe it's going on," the redhead answered.. She could feel the fear and pain welling up inside of her at how things had changed over the years.

The Troopers had been fighting the war against Arago for four years now and still he seemed to gain more power. His tyranny had already bypassed the entire continent of Asia's defenses and was slowly taking over Europe and Australia. It seemed that only the Americas and Antarctica were safe from Arago…for now. But more had changed over the years and now Nasuti didn't fear the terror of Arago as much as she was afraid of the horrors in her own home.

" It's stopped Nasuti," Jun touched her shoulder. She looked at the worried expression on the thirteen year-old's face and could tell that he wanted to do something about the events of late. But he wasn't stupid. After four years of living with the Troopers he knew he was no match for the uncontrolled warrior that had changed so much over the years.

" Go up to the bathroom and help him," she suggested. " From the sounds he won't be able to heal all of his wounds."

" I know," he nodded with an understanding that no child should have in those teen years of his life. He picked up the peroxide, cotton balls, and some wrappings from the medicine cabinet by the backdoor and walked out of the kitchen. Then Nasuti also heard the sound of the front door slamming.

" He gets worse every month," she whispered. " I don't know how much longer he can take it."

Jun stood in the doorway of the room and stared at the disaster the lay about the floor. The bed was turned over and the sheets lay ripped and stained with dark red blotches. The lamp was broken against the wall and the bulb was shattered into millions of pieces around it and across the floor. The dresser drawers were thrown onto the floor next to the bed and the mirror of the dresser had a crack that led from the bottom in the center to the top right corner. The bottom right corner was missing.

He was almost thankful that the window hadn't been broken this time, but that had only happened twice in the past. That's when he saw the dim green light from the adjoined bathroom and knew where to go. He walked through the carnage and to the bathroom door, but wasn't shocked at what he saw. The young boy he'd come to help sat on the closed-seat toilet with his right arm outstretched as the wound that looked as if someone had ripped a piece out of his forearm disappeared.

His bangs were matted to his face with sweat and blood from the cut above his left eye. The rest of his sunlight hair was held in a ragged ponytail that reached two and a half inches past his shoulders. He'd only grown it out because his lover had preferred it that way. A low growl came from the floor and Jun looked down to see the large white tiger sitting at the boy's feet with a look of sadness and concern in his brown eyes.

" Nasty said you might need some help," the boy whispered.

" Arigato," the blonde nodded to him without even looking up. The boy had been helping him hide his injuries for almost two years now and he was no longer ashamed of his help. He was young, but still knew not to say anything and didn't judge him. Jun understood better than anyone else.

The brunette boy said nothing as he kneeled next to Byakuen and looked up at the one visible, but almost empty eye of dim violet. Never again would it be the once bright lavender/blue. He poured peroxide onto the remaining gash on the blonde's left hand that he hadn't been able to heal and then pulled out the triple-antibiotic ointment from the sink drawer and applied it with a cotton ball. Then he wrapped it tightly with the bandages and knotted it on the back.

The blonde said nothing as he tended the wound on his brow and next applied the wet rag to the bruise on his cheek. Jun was surprised every time he found all of the older boy's teeth in place and still in working order. Only one of them had ever been chipped from the beatings, but it was in the far back. He knew though that he would let it continue, his self-esteem gone, and his love still burning for his tormentor.

" Take off your shirt Seiji," Jun requested. " I need to see if he broke any ribs this time." The blonde consented and unbuttoned his bloody white shirt. Jun inwardly winced at the large bruise he saw on the teen's abdomen. He hadn't seen one that large in a while, but still it didn't mean his ribs were broken. So he was forced to apply pressure in certain spots to see if anything had been fractured or worse. Seiji didn't cry out once and he was thankful that nothing was that damaged.

He wrapped the blonde's stomach with a larger sized bandage and made sure to make it tight enough that breathing wouldn't hurt him. Even bruises could cause a lot of pain after so many times of receiving them in the same places. He placed the shirt in the sink and drowned it in cold water so it wouldn't stain. The blonde didn't have many unstained shirts left.

" I'll get you another shirt and then we can clean up the mess," Jun offered. Seiji nodded to him in gratitude as he put all the supplies away.

He got up to walk out the door and could hear the blonde whispering to himself, " Ryo really does love me. I know he does."

A/N: Hehehehe…. I know you hate us now.

JC: No we aren't going to be continuing this as a chapter story anytime soon. It will be completed before New Year's. It is a one-shot so we have to get a lot of the story finished.

Kathrine: Amyeyl, I know you at home laughing cause you know a lot more about what's gonna happen. And yes, everything you requested will be put in the story. ^_~

JC: Sorry, but we have to go. Lots of rewriting and revising to do before we can really post. Though we are definitely putting up something Saturday. BYE!!