The Umbrella Academy

Klaus

Prompt: Diego walks in on Luther beating up Klaus.
Warning: Luther being a ass and cussing.

Diego's POV

"And how do you suppose we do that?" I snap back. Five rolls his eyes. "It's not that difficult to plan a birthday party." I scoff. "It's been a while sense you've seen Allison on her birthday. Trust me, she is worst then when she was 10." Five sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Just pick up the cake." He then zaps out of existence. "Asshole." I mumble to myself. I start to walk down the forward stairs when I here a loud bang come from the living room. "What the-" I pull out a knife and slowly creep over to the door. "You useless piece of sh-" I push open the door to find Klaus lying on the floor by the wall with Luther looming over him. "What's going on?" I ask, cutting off whatever Luther was saying. He turns away from Klaus to face me. I automatically can tell he is wasted. "This," he sneers while pointing out Klaus. "Thing can't do ANYTHING!" He screams. I hold back a flinch at his volume of voice. I slip my knife back into my thigh holster. I hold up my hands in a 'I come in peace' way. "Wow big guy lets calm down." Luther lets out a ragged breath. "No lets not calm down." He then spins around back to Klaus. He grabs him by the front of his fur cheetah print coat, lifting him off the ground. "You!" He screams into Klaus's face. "Luther-" I start but am cut off with Luther landing a punch straight across his face with a sickening crunch. He then drops Klaus, making him fall. "LUTHER!" I half yell in shock half yell in anger. I then run over, stepping in front of Klaus, blocking Luther. "You need to calm the fuck down!" He clenches his fist. "But-" "No." I state in a deadly calm voice that seems to get his attention. "You will walk out of this room right now or I will stab you in your fucking eyeball." I threaten. He grumbles something that sounds like "bitch" and then stomps out. Once he is out of the room I spin around to face Klaus. He is leaning on his back still on the ground. "Klaus-" I start while reaching a hand out to him. He violently flinches back. I quickly retreat my hand. I can feel it. The anger boiling up in me. I look down at the frightened Klaus. "Not now," I think. "He doesn't need to be anymore scared then he already is." I push down my anger and take a shaky breath in to calm myself. I kneel down in front of Klaus. "Klaus?" I ask in the gentlest voice I can muster. He blinks up at me. "Lets get you cleaned up." I state, slowly holding out my hand. After a moment he takes it with his shaky hand that has the "hello" tattoo. I help him to his feet.

We walk into my old childhood bedroom. "Wait here." I direct, while gesturing towards the bed. He nods and takes a seat. Klaus is never this quite. I feel more anger boiling up. I quickly walk into the attached bathroom and pull out the first aid kit that is kept in the cupboard under the sink. I also wet a washcloth. I walk back into my bedroom, placing the first aid kit beside Klaus. "This might hurt a little." I warn. I gently place the washcloth on his nose, ignoring the flinch, and clean off the blood from his nose. "It's broken so I'm going to set it." He just gives me a small nod. I quickly set his nose and tape it into place. Once I am done I take a step back. "Does anything els hurt?" I ask. He shakes his head no. He then looks up at me giving me a clearly fake smile full of pain. "All good Dee. I'm just going to get going now." He states starting to stand. I gently but firmly place a hand on his too small bicep. "Not until we talk." Klaus lets out a sigh. "But do we have toooooooo?" He whines. I can't help but let a little smile slip out. That sounds more like the Klaus I know. "We do." I state, releasing his arm and taking a sit on my bed. After a moment he flops down beside me. "Why was Luther beating you up?" I ask, deciding to just get to the point. Klaus hunches his shoulders. He lets out a laugh. "Oh you know Luthy was just a little mad that I got teal birthday hats instead of violet purple birthday hats." I stare in shock. "Luther-Luther beat you up because you got the wrong color hats?" Klaus nods while swinging his feet. "Has-has h-he down this before?" I splutter. "Oh just once or twice." He answers letting out a nervous chuckle. I clench my fists to stop them from shaking in rage. How dare he. How fucking dare he. "But it's no big deal!" Klaus quickly speaks, noticing my anger rising. I let out a breath. "What was the first reason?" Klaus's eyes dart around the room. "I couldn't conjure dad." He mumbles. I take another deep breath in. "So he punched you then too?" Klaus shakes his head no. "He," Klaus takes a breath. "He kinda might've maybe lifted me off the ground while chocking me." He whispers. Red. That's all I can see. I stand from the bed. "Diego wait." Klaus calls but I'm already out the door.

I walk down the stairs to see Allison and Luther talking. When I get closer I can tell Luther has sobered up. "Hey Diego." Allison greets. I give her a curt nod and walk up to Luther. "Diego-" He starts. I cut him off by punching him in the face. "Diego!" Allison yells. I then grab him by the front of his sweater. "If you ever and I mean ever hit Klaus again I'll kill you." I threaten. He goes pale. "I didn't-" "yes you did." I cut him off again. He slowly nods. "I won't do it again." I release him. I start to walk back up the stairs. "He could at least try to help though." Luther calls. I freeze. I slowly turn around to face him. And then in a flash one of knives are gone from my thigh hostler and in Luther's shoulder. "Shut up." I then walk the rest they way upstairs.

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