My Drug (Koujaku X Aoba)

Chapter 4

Aoba stared at his childhood friend, bound, screaming, blood running down his arms from where the restraints had cut into him. The duo who were standing behind the bluenette watching the scene in front of them let out a small chuckle. "Aren't you happy, Aoba-san~? We thought you'd be so happy to see Koujaku," Virus spoke up, leaning down and gripping his shoulder. He leaned in close to his ear, and in a quiet voice asked, "Isn't he perfect?" The younger male tensed up and turned his head, anger flowing through him as he lifted his clenched hand to throw a punch at the man. Although Virus grabbed his fist before it could hit him and bent it back far enough to make Aoba scream in pain but not as far as to break it. "Aoba. You shouldn't hit people," it was Trip who spoke this time, standing just a bit behind virus with his arms crossed. Virus's eyes were cold as he stared into the terrified hazel ones in front of him. "Make a move like that again and I'll break it, understand Aoba-san?" The blonde with glasses asked in a stern voice, causing the bluenette to just whimper and nod his head. He released his hand and stood up straight again, walking over to Koujaku. "He's just a little scared right now. Soon he'll be well enough to play with you," he looked back at Aoba, a sly grin plastered on his face, to which the smaller male backed away slightly, but was stopped by Trip's large, strong arms grabbing him and trailing him closer. "No--!! S-Sto--" he was cut off by the blonde's hand clasping over his mouth. 

"I think Aoba-san needs more alone time. He'll be happier once he's settled in and once Koujaku is also ready," Virus walked over to the two, grabbing a fistful of the blue locks and yanking his head up, causing pain to course through him as he screamed into the other male's hand. "Everything will be better soon. Just be patient Aoba-san," he grinned, and then he was hoisted up into the arms of the other blonde. He looked back at Koujaku, tears streaming down his face as he sobbed quietly. He was carried out of the room and back down to where he had been for the past few days, and tossed onto the cold, hard surface again. The two didn't even bother putting the restraints on his hands again, before they left the room, slamming the door behind them. He didn't know why, but he didn't care. He just lay there in the dark space, cold, terrified, angry and confused. 

'What did they do to him?'

'What did they mean by he'll be well to play with soon?'

'What do they want from me? What do they want from Koujaku?'

'Someone save me...'

'Koujaku...I'm so sorry.'

More thoughts and questions flooded his mind, as he lay there and cried. He covered his face with his hands, his whole frame shook uncontrollably, and he felt as though he was about to puke his guts up. Whatever drugs he had been given over the past few days to help him sleep a lot was taking effect on him again, and soon he found himself slipping into darkness again. But sleep held no sanctuary for him.

Another 2 days had passed, and the duo made their way down to a big white room, which held only a table and a chair, both in different spots of the room. Virus approached the chair, which was occupied by an unconscious figure. Trip made his way over to virus after collecting a syringe filled with a liquid, handing it to the other male, who injected said liquid into the figure. "Wake up, Koujaku-san~" He chuckled, standing back slightly. The dark navy haired man's eyes slowly fluttered open, as he looked at his surroundings, then at the two in front of him. "Aoba is going to be very happy," Trip smirked to which the other nodded in agreement, then both looked back down at the red eyed man, who blinked a few times before opening his mouth.

"...Aoba..."

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The bluenette was awoken by the sound of the door opening. He shut his eyes tightly and curled up into himself more, wrapping his arms around his knees and hugging them close to his chest. "G-go..away..." his voice was quiet and weak as he managed to force out some words. What was odd though, was he couldn't hear two pairs of feet, nor did he hear the familiar clicking of Trip and Virus's distinct sounding shoes on the floor. He thought maybe it was just one of them, coming to give him food, to which he kept refusing, he lost the will to eat a while ago now. But part of him thought, that maybe it was someone here to save him. He could practically hear the beating of his heart against his chest as the person drew closer and closer to him, before they stopped right by his head. He tensed up in fear, and held his breath, waiting for some sort of violent action, like being kicked or his hair pulled again. But instead he felt a warm hand brush over his shoulder and trail down his arm. He realised then and there that it couldn't be one of the two blonde's, as both their hands were cold as ice always. He peeled open his eyes and shakily turned his head, his eyes widening and filling with tears as a pair of familiar red eyes stared down into his hazel ones. "K--Koujaku---" he cried throwing his arms up and grabbing his shoulders as tears spilled from his eyes. 

Although, he froze again as he stared into his eyes longer. Something was different. His eyes were cold, they held the same cold stare that Trip and Virus's icy blue ones had. He shrunk down slightly, removing his hands from his shoulders, but his hands were instantly grabbed by the scarred ones of the older male. Fear started to seep in again, not knowing what was going to happen. Koujaku's mouth curled up into a smirk as he pulled Aoba's small frame closer to him.

"Hey Aoba. I missed you."

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hEy. Like I said in my A/N I'm so so sorry for not updating in a million years hhhhhh. I'm back now though(Probably best not to trust that) And I also have just posted the first chapter to a new Kouao fanfic today. I have quite a few chapters of it written so it'll be updated pretty regularly probably. 

Well, thanks for reading and thanks to those of you who stuck around(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞

~Mayu