Farmers boy (ushiten)

Cold

Warning: homophobic slurs, abuse, violence.  

So this is a deeper chapter and a little short because I don't like writing about this to much.

The old wrinkled woman pulled the boy off the seat and pulled him up the stairs. She dug her long fingernails into the red heads skinny wrists hard enough to draw his blood. His warm scarlet blood dripped onto the wooden floor boards. The red head grimaced as he was pulled into his parents bedroom and pushed him down on the floor. "Where does your father keep his belts" The shrivelled woman screeched. The boy shivered in fear and quickly answered with a shaky voice. "I... um don't know" 

"Don't act smart with my you fag, where the fuck are they" the woman squawked and slapped the boys face as he attempted to get up. 

"I told you I don't know" he yelped clutching his face which was already blooming with a deep purple bruise. She scoffed but walked away either way. The middle blocker shivered in fear as he clammed his hands over his head listening to the rustle of his aunt in the wardrobe. 

Finally she emerged with a long black belt, the buckle was massive and the size made Tendou shake. She smiled, that wicked smile that could send shivers down a generals spine. He braced himself for the impact. The belt came down with a 'whoosh' and the metal belt buckle slammed down into the red heads pale, porcelain flesh. He cried out in pain and dug his nails into the soft carpet of his parents bedroom. The hits continued until the red head was lying on the floor sobbing in pain. 

The belt stops and the woman grabs the middle blockers hair forcefully and looks at him with a deadly glare. "get out of this house, I will not let your mum and dad come home to a stupid boy like you... how the hell do they deal with you! Get out!" She screams. The boy compiled and struggled to get up,  scraping his knees on the carpet as he run out of his room. He pulled the phone out of his pocket and dialled Semi. 

He didn't answer. 

The red head tried again but again he didn't answer. He tried his little friend, number eight at least five times but he didn't answer. So he called Ushijima but he came more concerned with he blood that was beginning to drip down his back as he ran. 

He answers. 

The red head sighed in relief. " 'toshi!" he cried happily. 

"What is it Tendou its almost the middle of the night?" The ace asked in a voice that was husky and deep that for some reason allowed a small dust of blush to settle on Tendous cheeks. 

"Please help"

"are you at your house?" The captain stressed and the red head could here the rustle of blankets and the jiggle of his keys. The red head made a sound of agreement and the ace on the other end of the line smiled. "I'll be there in a while" he said and in the background he could hear the rumble of his old truck in the background.