Yangire (Yandere Sequel)///Phan

The beginning and the end

When the guards finally left, Phil slowly opened the door. Dan lay still and clenched his eyes shut. Neither boy knew what to say.

Phil walked out slowly and threw the bed sheets over Dan's shaking limbs. He knelt down next to him and reached out to caress his cheek and move his fringe to the side.

"I-I'm sorry you had to see that." Dan choked out, on the verge of tears.

Phil's chest tightened in pain for the broken boy. He felt like he had failed him.

"Don't be. There was nothing you could do. I'm more worried about you." Phil whispered.

Dan suddenly couldn't hold back his tears anymore and began to sob, uncontrollably. Phil wrapped his arms around his neck and held him close. Dan's body convulsed with every sob as he buried his face in Phil's neck. Phil wished he could take the hour back, he wished he could have done something, anything to stop them. But the voices were right, he was a disappointment, he was weak. He just kept failing Dan over and over.

Once Dan had calmed down, Phil pulled away and looked at his red rimmed eyes.

"Do you want me to stay?" Phil asked.

"Y-you're not...disgusted of me?" Dan asked.

Phil shook his head. "Not at all."

"Only if you want to." Dan whispered.

"Of course I want to." Phil leaned down and gently kissed away the creases on Dan's forehead.

"I-I think I should shower." Dan struggled to sit up and hissed at his bruised, aching limbs.

"Here let me help." Phil wrapped his arm around Dan's waist and helped him stand up. He made sure to keep his eyes locked on Dan's as he helped him to the bathroom.

"Thanks Phil."

"Do you need help or...?" Phil didn't know how comfortable Dan was around him at the moment, but he knew Dan trusted him just as much as he trusted Dan.

"Actually can you just stay here? I don't want to be alone." Dan asked, timidly.

"I'll do whatever you want." Phil replied.

Dan gave him a small smile and limped to the shower.

Phil slid down against the doorway and stared at the floor, listening to Dan's every movement in the water. He tried his best to erase the images of what he had witnessed that were burning in his mind. They only made his anguish and anger build. Phil felt a pinch on his palm and let out a whimper. He turned his hand and stared blankly at the open wounds his own nails had created.

"Are you okay, Phil?" Dan asked, hearing Phil through the water.

Phil nodded, staring at the blood smeared on his hand. He was strangely entranced by the thick red liquid that slowly dripped down his wrist.

After a few minutes Dan called out again, snapping Phil out of his thoughts.

"Phil? What happened to your hand?" Dan gasped. Phil turned around, quickly hiding his palm behind him. Dan had a towel loosely wrapped around his waist and droplets of water were dripping off his brown ringlets. Phil bit his lip, trying to avert his eyes to anywhere but the dripping wet, broad shouldered, bare-chested man in front of him. He never took the time to realize before that Dan had grown a lot in the last 5 years. He wasn't exactly the lanky teenager he remembered him to be.

"Nothing. Don't worry about me tonight okay?" Phil replied, deciding to look, instead, at his shoes.

Dan ignored him and reached out, pulling Phil's hand up again. He gasped when he saw the clotting wounds and dried blood. He tugged Phil to the sink and held his hand under the tap. Phil hissed as the water touched his wounds. Dan gently rubbed his thumb over the dry blood along his arm, washing the wounds clean. The bleeding stopped as the small wounds fully clotted. Dan turned off the tap and looked up at Phil with worry. He seemed to have completely forgotten about the trauma he and just experienced not too long ago and replaced his thoughts with worry for the small cuts Phil had created on himself

"Explain." Dan ordered.

"I was just really angry. I didn't even notice I was doing it." Phil explained as Dan dried his hand.

Dan nodded slowly.

"I understand anger. More than you might believe, but please never take it out on yourself, Phil."

"I think pretty soon that won't be a problem anymore." Phil replied.

"What do you mean?" Dan asked.

Phil gave him a small smile and tugged him over to the bed again. They sat on the edge and Phil wrapped his arms around Dan's waist, pulling him up to straddle his lap. He knew Dan was waiting for an answer, but he wanted to take his time. Dan wrapped his arms around his neck and gave him a questioning look. Phil simply smiled and held him closer.

"I'm going to kill every last one of them." Phil whispered in his ear.

"You don't...you can't mean..." Dan's eyes widened.

Phil's smile grew as he wrapped his arms tighter around Dan's waist.

"Phil, that's not you. That's not who you are. You don't believe in that."

"I've changed, Dan. I finally see it now. Don't you see? They all deserve to pay. Every last one of them. The staff, the companies, everyone. They just don't deserve to be free and living out there while you're stuck in here, broken. You didn't choose this life, those bullies that killed your brother did. And after seeing what they have been doing to you, first-hand... I- I don't want anyone hurting you anymore. I finally understand how you felt in high school...the anger. I forgive you for that and I want to help you now."  

Dan's jaw dropped.

"A-are you serious?" Dan asked.

Phil nodded and felt a fit of laughter coming on as he imagined the mangled bodies of the guards.

A wide grin slowly spread on Dan's face as he looked up fondly at Phil. He began laughing with him, scrunching up his eyes as he did so.

After a few moments Phil's laughter subsided and he suddenly kissed Dan. Phil felt Dan stiffen, but he quickly melted into the kiss, smiling after a few moments. When they pulled away for air Dan moved his hand up to caress Phil's cheek.

"I love you, Phil... Always."

Phil smiled.

"I love you too, Dan. I'm so sorry it took me this long to realize and understand everything."

Phil leaned forward and began trailing kisses along Dan's jaw.

"I'm going to..." *kiss*

"...kill..." *kiss*

"...them..." *kiss*

"...all..." *kiss*

"...for you..." *kiss*

"...my love." *kiss*

Dan giggled and ducked to reattach their lips again. 

Phil pulled away for air after a moment and rested their foreheads together.

"Mmm, but for now. Rest." Phil hummed.

Dan looked down. 

"Well I'm going to need clothes for that." He pouted.

A/N-  DOUBLE UPLOAD :ooo

If my characters Dan or Phil ever seem to be acting weird in certain situations (like Dan quickly dropping the fact he was just violated in front of Phil), just remember, they're both nuts now!