Runaway blue

Chapter 7

《Darkness lurks in your soul
Wanting to take control
But you still hold on
Even when the shadows have won》
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Heavy breathing filled the room, the sounds collapsing into the nothingness of the darkness that ruled over it.
A broken masterpiece was the way to call the once magnificent place; pictures scattered all over the floor, ripped apart in the most horrible way, as if the moments they represented had been destroyed.
Some valuable artifacts were thrown here and there, and bloody documents had been stepped on. The walls had an unwanted red painting them and a bookshelf hoovered over an upside-down study desk, held back by wires attached to fallen lamps.

On the middle of this mess stood a figure, boundled like a ball, embracing the monster that caused it, trying to calm him, to soothe him.
While in the monster's mind, repeated the man's earlier words.
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“You  will  not  go  to  school .”
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How he wanted to strangle the man.
Just how could he?
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“I  already  filed  your  papers about  homeschooling . ”
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“I'll destroy you! Let go! I'll destroy you you bastard!” he yelled, thrashing in the man's strong arms, making him flinch.
“T-Tet- Tetsuya, calm down! You'll hurt yourself!” The man yelled, tightening his hold on his son, the monster their family created.
“Sh-shut up!!! Let go of me, let go! Let go. Let go…” The teal haired boy in his arms started mumbling with tears running down his cheeks and shaking body, he tried to push him away, failing.
“I will once you calm down.” His father, his prison guard, promised in a soft voice.

As if it was that easy, his torn blue heart wanted to shout, how could you expect me to calm down when you took my life with no second thoughts?!

“You think…” the younger royal started talking in a quivering, yet unwavering, voice, looking up at him with hatred filled eyes. “You think you will be able to make me respect you like this? That closing of any way of escape will somehow lead me to your open door? To your prison?” The question cought the man off guard, giving an opening of escape to the young male. With no hesitation, the prince threw himself out of his father's arms and got up to look down at him.
“It won't you hear me!!! IT WON'T!!!” His pale hands formed into fists at his sides, going completely colorless by the action. “IT WON'T MAKE THINGS EASIER FOR YOU! IT WON'T MAKE ME HATE YOU LESS!!! I'LL MAKE YOU REGRET IT!!! I WILL!!!”

With that, his fragile heart was able to beat more normally, but still fast, and he was able to feel more at ease. He walked away from the man he loathed, leaving him behind in the darkness of his office.
His shoulders slumped as he walked, tears still staining his face as he tried to wipe them away and make them stop.
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It only made him look worse though, as his uniform's torn sleeves were wearing his blood on them, painting his cheek red.

Too busy trying to clean his face, the young Kuroko didn't notice a figure walking towards him, leading to him colliding with the stronger body.
Teal eyes met a set of matching, aged eyes, suprise shown on both of their faces, before the younger one looked down and bowed once.
“Forgive me, ojī-san, I wasn't looking where I was going. This will not happen again.” He apologized in a monotone voice before walking past him, leaving the man look at his back, with sorrowful and understanding eyes.

Just where was his family going?
His thoughts clouded his mind, pulling him into a black void which he could easily escape from if he wanted to.
But right there and then, he had no will to do anything anymore.
But, he knew he had to, as it was his job as the former king and a father.

With the most stoic face he could ever put on, the aged royal marched his son's office, determined to give him a piece of his mind.
He did tell him to ask Tetsuya first after all.
But would his son ever listen? Of course not. He'd go with what he thought was right.
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But this wasn't right.
Making a child drop out of school because he was afraid to let him wander the world again wasn't right.
It was unfair! To Tetsuya and to him as well, because neither of the two were willing to back down.

“Takeshi, what did I say about-” His steps faltered at the doorway of his son's office when he took in all the destruction that seemed to make one believe they walked in the wrong room. “What…What happened here?”
“Tetsuya. Tetsuya happened.” was the answer he recieved. Tomoka didn't know wheather he should've expected that, or to be suprised that Tetsuya had actually done that. Was his dear grandson's problem getting worse? Last time he was informed, the small teen could control it enough as to not do permanent damage to his body.
But this, it didn't look like it.
“Takeshi-” He started to say, however, he was interrupted.
“Please, just don't ok? I'm not in the mood for this.” His son said, rubbing his temples to calm down an incoming headache.
“You're not ‘in the mood for this’?” He echoed, gripping his cane harder. “Tetsuya is most likely breaking and you're not ‘in the mood for this’?! Takeshi! Wake up damn it!” He walked towards his son, in the middle of the ruins, gripping his shoulders as hard as his strength could allow him. “Your son is in the line here! Do you have any idea just how much a cracked person's able to take? If this continues he'll have no mind of his own, he'll break harder than you could ever imagine!!” His wrinkled hands started trembling, if possible, his brows furrowed even more and his lips quivered. “Don't do this to him. He doesn't deserve it.”

His teal orbs closed, chasing tears away, only to open more terrified at his son's reply.
“I'm sorry… But this is the only way otò-san. He's back.”
That said, Tetsuya's suffering had only begun.

One could only imagine, if said boy was breaking already… would he be able to survive the world's cruel future?

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It's been two days already and he was bored out of his mind.
Being forced to repeat studies he already knew just pissed him off.
And he wouldn't take it.

“Alright enough for today.” He said, getting up and taking his books away, leaving a stuttering tutor alone in the library. “I already know this, so there's really no point in even coming to your classes. But tell you what, if you manage to make a test where I fail, then I'll be back to listening to you rambling on and on and making mistakes along the way.”

His teal orbs hid behind his bangs as he walked in endless halls, everlasting silence and heartbreaking misery.

He couldn't take it anymore. Was his father that fixed on having the perfect heir?
It wasn't like he was going to leave the throne to his idiotic brother, he just wanted a normal life while he could.
Was that, that hard to understand?

These thoughts companied him all the way to the stables, where he could finally meet his only friends.
“Domo, Yin, Yang.” he greeted.