Saint Seiya Fan Fiction ❯ Homeless ❯ Renewal ( Chapter 13 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

HOMELESS

By: rude

Renewal

Ikky marched into the waiting room with precise strides. It took him no more than two seconds to spot the tall Chinese teen slumped by the wall, and it took him even less to figure out his state of mind. Shiryu wept; head resting On his knees, arms tight around his ankles.

People passed by and stared, a nurse had tried earlier to question him but he refused to say anything other than demand to be left alone.

When another figure sat in a chair in front of him, he just curled up tighter like a hedgehog.

The newcomer let out a sigh. Shiryu felt it close to his head, lifting his hair, stirring that long mane he was using as a curtain.

He could see the strangers black working boots, he was not hospital staff, maybe they called security, washed-out denim covering those boots told him otherwise.

He felt sick, nauseous even. "Leave me be, whomever you are."

A large hand rested on his shoulder and he tried to shrug it of. The only effect was another one joining the first and pushing him so, his back was pressed to the wall.

He gasped at the sudden jolt, eyes wide and unseeing his fist flew at the man's jaw. When noting happen his jumbled mind registered the voice and the hand gripping his with sure strength, and then, he too, sighed. Only it came out as a hiccuping gasp.

"Getting rusty Dragon?" Ikky smiled that roughish smile of his and pulled Shiryu to his feet.

As they walked back to Seiya's room Shiryu was quiet and collected, even with eyes still puffy and red, he was back to that facade of his, that smooth lake he resembled when battle called for it. Ikky new it was only on the surface, he knew that the undercurrent was raging.

Shun greeted them with a worried look. Hyoga was knocking on the bathroom door his voice rising by the second.

"Seiya" Shun said.

Inside the battered Pegasus, laid down on cold tiles.

It help the sick feeling spreading all over him, he felt drowsy from so many drugs. It was hard to tell the days, he felt time was moving on without him.

Confused and wondering about his friends, he had finish his business, got of the toilet seat, and sat by the doorknob.

Hyoga's voice was outside, in the bedroom, and it was a strange comfort.

"Seiya? Do you know what is an STD?"

"No, do you?"

His blond friend outside leaned his head on the door. "Me either, just curious anyway"

Shun said he will be right back, he never lied.

As his mind glimpsed about the here and now, he realized why Shiryu was not out there talking to him as Hyoga did. The nurse told them something about...

'He knows... ' The voice in his head bounced around like an Eco.

He broke into a sob, surprised, but tears refused to come. It hurt like hell to breath. He curled in on himself eyes wide now, the cursed hospital gown riding up to show him his bruised legs and something more.

He scraped at his wrist with blunt fingernails when he saw a red spot on his thigh.

"Hnnn!!" a strangled protest.

Pupils dilated, he zeroed on the door as he bit his fist hard enough to bleed.

"What was that Seiya?"

Eyeing the door he shakily shook his head and added as an after thought.

"'m okay... be out soon"

A few minutes passed before Hyoga started knocking. He heard something and was about to do more than knock, when Ikky was suddenly there asking what was going on and pushing him aside.

Seiya was laying in a small pool of blood sawing away at his arms, afraid to look down. He was sure it had happened again, maybe he fell asleep and 'they' came back, maybe this time Shiryu and Hyoga were there instead of Shun...

Shiryu seeing him hurt more than anything, the world falling apart before him, green eyes full of shame.

Seiya stood in jerky motions levering his weight on the porcelain basin, above it was a mirror. A blurry reflection of himself started up another bout of hysteria.

He was so angry at his helplessness he broke the mirror as an after thought,

he felt like screaming but noting came out. He shouldn't have let them put him to sleep.

-They did it while I slept... I let them do it while I slept..-

A few minutes later the door came loose from its hinges and someone was taking away the mirror shard from his shaking hands.

All the boy heard was a gruff demand "Don't give up now, Seiya" and he was pulled into a hug, one resembling a wall of warmth.

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Tbc.

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