Don't Go... {A KuroKen Fanfic}

-Chapter 23-

(Kenma's POV)

The air was thick and hard to breathe in. My head felt like it'd been crushed by a semi-truck. Was today Monday? It felt like a Monday.

My body ached as I laid on the cold, stone floor, waiting for my rescue. My vision seemed to be worse than I remember it being because I couldn't even see straight. It had been maybe five or six days since I've eaten and maybe twenty four hours since I've had a sip of liquid.

If Ryo cared about me, why couldn't he get me a damn bottle of water?

I dragged my withered body along the floor, leaning up against the hard walls of the desolate room. I traced my fingertips over the bruised skin on my neck, feeling for my own pulse to make sure I was even still alive. I managed to make a small chuckle, pitying myself for my own stupidity.

All of this happened became of that damn cat.

"Curse cats and their cuteness," I mumbled, feeling myself grow even more exhausted. My slumber was interupted by many loud shouts and curses, yelled from the men. I rolled my eyes tiredly as I blocked out the sound of my thoughts, trying to hear what the commotion was about.

"You traitor! You had ties with him and you didn't tell us! Wait until he hears about this!" a angry voice roared as a loud series of grunts follow. I suspected whoever was a traitor was being punished for their actions.

Thats when the door flung open and a pair of hands grabbed me, yanking me through the splintered doorway. I didn't have the strength to fight, so I just followed. I was brought downstairs, rather forcefully. They shoved me onto the floor, infront of a chair. The chair was facing the back wall, hiding whoever was sitting in it.

"Well well, it appears there is a traitor among us..." a deep voice said, tapping his fingers on the armrest. I laid on the hard floor, with my hands tied behind my back with some thick rope. I moved my head, seeing something that shocked me. Next to me laid the broken body that belonged to none other than Ryo Ogawa. My eyes widened at the sight. He was beaten to a pulp, practically gasping for breaths. He spit out blood as he came to his knees, staring straight at the man. The chair slowly turned around, revealing the man who'd done all those awful things to me.

"I- I-," Ryo mumbled angrily, struggling to get the words out.

"You what? Sorry I couldn't hear you," the man said, a smile plastered on his cruel face.

Ryo took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "I hate you. Goddammit I hate all you fuckers! Go to hell!" he spat aggressively. The man chuckled and made eye contact with me before looking at the two very tall and muscular men who stood next to him. They chuckled and cracked their knuckles, walking towards him angrily.

They kicked and punched Ryo, making him bleed from every limb. Tears stained his bloody face as he groaned in agony. I heard a few bones break as the brutal blows hit his broken body. I flinched and look away as I heard the repeated punches. My stomach churned at the sight of Ryo's almost lifeless body, staring at me. Shock filled my eyes as I stared at him.

"I'm s-sorry, Kozume-" he mumbled before a loud bang echoed through the room. I screamed as a bullet pierced his skull, ending his life. Smoke rose out of the barrel of the pistol the man in the chair was holding.

"HOW DARE YOU!!!" I cried, screaming at the man. My thoughts bounced around my head.

Was he really dead?

Did Ryo really just die...?

No, he can't be dead...

He cant be...

"It turns out you, Mr. Kozume, had ties with that young man. Is that true?" he questioned slyly, a grim look on his face. I gulped, swallowing my fear.

"So what if I did?!" I asked angrily, managing to sit up some. Hostility plagued my golden eyes as I stared at the man. A smile began to form on his face.

"Acting tough are we?" he asked teasingly, pointing the gun at my head. "I could kill you right this very moment, but that wouldn't be very fun, now would it?" he coaxed. He nodded at the guards and chuckled, "You can have your fun with him boys, just keep him alive..." he said coldly, winking at me before exiting the room.

My vision became full of bad and lustful men, approaching me.

I knew this was it for me.

I would surely die.

***

(Kuroo's POV)

We flew down the road like our tails were on fire. The sirens made a rhythmic noise that echoed through the city as we drove, telling everyone to get out of our way. My heart raced as he neared the location.

I'm here baby...

We jumped out of the vehicle, each holding a pistol in our hands. My arms were shaky yet determined to pull the trigger when necessary. I took a deep breath.

"POLICE! YOU'RE UNDER ARREST FOR THE KIDNAPPING OF A MINOR!" Haruko shouted, kicking in the old metal door that hung on the building. Dust flew as we entered the building, our guns cocked. My eyes darted around the room.

Technically I wasnt allowed to be in here, holding a gun, and looking for Kenma, but Haruko said he wouldn't snitch on me.

A few half naked women fled the building, screaming as they held towels over their bodies. Haruko looked confused but continued to proceed forward. He gave me a reassuring look as we came to the next door.

He took a deep, shaky breath and kicked open the door. He flicked on the light switch, his pistol prepared to shoot. The dust cleared, revealing what we had feared most.

A body.

"Kuroo stay back! Wait for my signal," he said, slowly approaching the beaten body that laid on the ground. He bent down after seeing the area was clear. He rolled over the body, getting a good look at what was left of his face. "Okay you can come, but I dont think you wanna see this-" he said quietly. I stepped forward timidly, putting my pistol into it's holster.

Haruko looked at me as I approached. "Do you recognized him...?" he asked curiously, standing up.

I glanced over, standing next to Haruko. I froze, standing there with my jaw clenched.

"Tetsurou? Kuroo, do you recognize him?!" he questioned with irritation.

I gulped, a shaky feeling overcame my body. "Yes... I know who that is..." I mumbled, my eyes had a completely blank look to them.

"That's R-Ryo," I stuttered. "Ryo Ogawa..."

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