As The Rain Comes Down (Haikyuu Kuroo X Kei)

Flash Flood

As the Rain Comes Down

Chapter Seven: Flash Floods

Tsukishima Kei's POV

Hard grunting filled Tsukishima's ears and it felt as though his eyes were rolling back into his head. His whole body was numb at this point, but that didn't stop him from feeling the pressure that was being put on his back or the sharp dig of rocks under his torso. Tsukishima ground his teeth together and shut his eyes as Ken now thrust in and out of him, the man's monstrous hands gripping his hips in a crushing hold.

He just wanted to die. Everything that was happening to him was too much for his body and soul.

"Tsukki!" The blonde's eyes snapped open and he whipped his head to the side. There standing in the pouring rain was Kuroo, but he was not alone. Yamaguchi, Daichi, and Asahi all stood there gawking. Their eyes were wide and their mouths hung open.

Shame ran through his veins and it felt as though his heart was going to burst right through his ribcage.

"What the fuck?" Daichi mumbled.

"Oh look what we have here Kei!" Tozin bellowed as he walked in front of Tsukishima, "It looks like his little buddies came to watch the show." Tozin reached out and took a hold of Tsukishima by his hair. The blond groaned at the slight pain and looked up at Tozin. The threat of a man was there but still he couldn't help but looking in horror back at his friends every now and again, the shame like train wreck you can't stop yourself from looking at.

"Tsukishima, how could you do this?!" Asahi asked, his features completely mortified.

"That's right, Tsukki. How could you do this to them? Making them watch you in such a wanton state?" Tozin clicked his tongue as he shook Tsukishima's head.

The teen cried out, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Tears came to Tsukishima's eyes and they didn't stop. He was in so much pain. He could feel it in his joints and in his muscles, but most of all he felt it in his heart. His heart felt like it was being crushed under the weight of the world, more like the weight of the guilt he felt at even putting himself in this position.

"I hate you Tsukki." Kuroo said, his face painted and tone painted by enmity. In an instant, it stopped Tsukishima's tears. His whole world shattered around him.

Tsukishima woke with a start and bolted upright in bed. He gripped his sweaty t-shirt and felt his heart pounding away behind his fist. It was like the other day. It was hard to breathe and his vision became dotted with black spots. He couldn't understand what was happening to his body, but he hated it. His arms pulsated with pain and the small cuts along his body stung. Pulling his legs up to his chest, he tried to breathe in through his nose and out of his mouth, but it felt as though his lungs were the size of peanuts.

"Breath, breath, breath." It became a mantra he repeated in his head as he tried to calm down.

It took almost half an hour for his heart to finally settle. He sat there with his eyes closed and focused mainly on his breathing. Of course, the dream he had weighed heavy on his shoulders and it twisted his stomach into knots. He gripped the blanket that covered his legs and pushed it to the side. As he moved to stand, he winced in pain. He was starting to feel the burning pain in his joints again and the bruises ached. Bending down, he reached into his bag and pulled out the small bottle of painkillers. Taking a few, he put it back and grabbed the fresh bandages to change the one on his face.

Slowly, and still with a small limp, he made his way down the hallway to the bathroom. As he walked he couldn't hear any of the athletes which eased his mind a little. He couldn't look at anyone right now, he needed to stop the pain. Once in the bathroom he launched himself at a sink so that it could support his weight. Popping the pills into his mouth, he turned on the faucet and with great difficulty he bent down and drank some water. The pills didn't go down too easy, seeing as he still had a lump in his throat from the dream.