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ily💕.Shinya Hīragi's p.o.v
Once Guren had told me what I needed to know, I was directed to the companies bathroom facilities to clean myself up before I was made to see the Hīragi's. A nice move on Guren's behalf, but it just made me even more nervous for meeting with my 'ex-family.'
"Kureto, well he... he wanted to find you again. I made sure he promised not to do any more experime-"
"He's lying, you know?" I mutter bitterly, my eyes narrowing as I glared towards the male who was beginning to make his way back to his seat. Freezing once I spoke, and sighing.
"I... I still need to take you there, I won't leave you with him, okay?"
And so, I allowed to be taken back to Kureto on the one condition that Guren wouldn't leave me.
But, once I was presented to the Lt. General, all I wanted to do was run. I knew the relentless experiments, the various needles and how they always attempted to edge me towards possession was only the beginning of something worse.
Guren, of course, kept souly to his word. Remaining leant against the large door at the back of the room, his lilac gaze fixated on the two of us.
"Shinya.." Kureto utters in disbelief. I stare towards him, my eyes holding fear - but I was trying my hardest to replace it with anger. "I see Guren was finally successful in finding you. That's good, we came close to giving up."
My thin brows furrow in distaste as the male continued to speak; rambling on about the seraph, vampires, the JIDA - but nothing in too much detail, as he'd obviously noted the male at the back of the room.
A small frown takes over my features as the male before me began speaking about Guren. Referring to him as things such as; scum, worthless - things I should've thought about him, as I was a Hīragi, but personal ties and affairs didn't allow me to. Which, I was thankful for, I couldn't imagine my life without Guren in it.
My mouth somehow managed to move faster than my brain as I suddenly spoke, "Don't say those things about him. He's the most useful person here."
My brows were furrowed in anger, but the glare I received from Kureto caused my features to switch from rage to fear.
"Why is it you want me here?" I suddenly speak - as, I know that he can't do anything else to hurt me anymore.Kureto frowns at this, giving me an all too familiar expression. Their was an uncomfortable silence in the room, until Guren's struggling broke this - as two soldiers were now forcing him out of the room.
My bravery became fear, me and Kureto were never good together - and, things were often worse when we were alone.
"Now," Kureto bitterly spat, "Where were we?"
A/N - I'm sorry about the lack of updates, I just really dislike writing this fic ahaha.
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