When Kazuichi got home all he could hope is that maybe, just maybe, he father had fallen asleep or passed out, sadly it didn't happen and he has to listen to the lengthy argument, trying his best not to respond back. But it's not like it helped much since he still got slapped in the face, when he got to his room all he could do is cry.
Fucking dam it, what did I do wrong?! Why won't I just disappear?! I would give anything to get out of here, ANYTHING, only if I had enough money!
He hit himself in the leg, trying to numb the pain away. It's been a long time since he last cutted himself, his friends made him stop, but he never really stoped self harming he just tried to not do marks, especially because if he dad found out it would be the end for sure. After doing that he went to the garage and once again he spent all night awake working on his fathert's shop. Finally in the morning, he went to take a shower but was stoped by his father.
Jack: What do you think you're gonna do?!!
Kazuichi: Take a shower?..
Jack: You scum don't deserve to take a shower! You have to work more so you can get that privilege!! Now go to school!!- he pointed at the door.
Kazuichi: Can I at least get my stuff?
Jack: You have 3 minutes.- he said harshly. Kazuichi grabbed his stuff quickly and then when the time was almost running out he tried go get something to eat. Big mistake, as he was knocked over whit a punch to the face, in his left eye to be exact, almost knocking out the boy. As soon as he got punched he just saw black and almost fell to the floor but he fought to keep himself conscious, he could barely hear what his father was saying. He just got out of the house, he didn't even brought his bag, he just brought his phone.
As he was walking he felt tired, that was normal since he didn't slept so he didn't think much of it. He was walking for a while then he got to Hope's Peek, when he did as he opening his dorm room he start feeling sick, he ignored it and took a shower, while he did it only got worse. When he got out of the room he found Gundham, who noticed something was wrong.
Gundham: Good morning mortal.
Kazuichi: Oh, hi!- he said only now noticing the alternative boy.
Gundham: Is everything fine?
Kazuichi: Yeah, I'm just a bit sleepy and nauseous.
Gundham: May I question why?
Kazuichi: Well the sleepy is because I didn't sleep but I have no idea about the rest.
Gundham: Have you eaten something bad, perhaps?
Kazuichi: It couldn't been that, when I went to get some food to eat today my father punched me in the face, so I didn't.- the ultimate breeder looked choked.
Gundham: You could be seriously injured, I'm taking you need to see the mortal nurse in our class.
Kazuichi: I'm sure I'm fine, I just can't fall asleep...
Gundham: You are going to see her now, I don't want the dark princess and the rest of your mortal friends to get worried.- he ,of course, said that so he didn't have to admit he was seriously worried about the mechanic right now. They were friends now but he didn't want to sound off to pushy. He then dragged Kazuichi until the class were Mikan was talking to Ibuki.
Ibuki: GOOOOOD MORNING!!
Gundham: Good morning mortal, I wish to talk whit the mortal nurse please.
Mikan: Y-yes Gundham?
Gundham: It seams like the mortal that is whit me might be injured, would you mind checking up on him?
Kazuichi: I'm fine Gundham.
Mikan: I-I guess if it's fine for Ibuki...- she looked at the ultimate musician for approval and she nodded.
Ibuki: I don't mind, I'll just be here.
Mikan: O-ok so w-why do you need m-my help?
Gundham: Tell her mortal.- he said in a cold and intimidating tone.
Kazuichi: Well I'm feeling kinda sleepy and nauseous....
Mikan: T-that's it?
Gundham: Mortal talk about what happened before you felt that way.
Kazuichi: Ok, uhmm, I got hit in the face, right here acutely.- he said pointing at his left eye, she immediately looked shocked.
Mikan: Y-you were hit whit what?
Kazuichi: Uhmmm, it was just one of my tools that feel on my face while I was fixing a car.
Mikan: O-ok, Kazuichi, I-I think you might have a concussion... Y-you should go to a hospital, o-or at least the schools nurse...
Gundham:Thanks mortal, please do warn the teacher that we might get late and it's a medical emergency.- he then dragged Kazuichi out of the classroom.- Nurse or hospital?
Kazuichi: Nurse...- they began walking, meeting Sonia in the way.
Sonia: What happened?!
Gundham: I'm trying to help the mortal, it seams his father as punched him in the face and he might have a concussion.
Sonia: Why didn't you told me Kazuichi?! We were so worried that Fuyahiko didn't brought to school and none of us had seen you!
Kazuichi: He doesn't let me breath.
Sonia: Why are you so worried anyways?- she asked the breeder.
Gundham: Are we gonna ignore the fact that the mortal could be seriously injured? I can't be worried about a friend?
Sonia: Oh yeah, right... Honestly I would had done the same.- they left Kazuichi on the nurse's office and began walking to class- See I told you would get along with him.
Gundham: Of course I do, the poor mortal was made to have this facade I can't blame him for that. Right now I'm trying to figure out how he really is so we can actually be friends.
Sonia: Well I'm happy you are trying to understand him, I'm sure he'll do the same to you. Who knows you might get a crush on him...- she trew that on the air trying to see Gundham's reaction.
Gundham: Let's not be ridiculous, how could I the future ruler of hell, king of darkness and a mere mortal?
Sonia: Love sees no status.
Gundham: Even if I would ever to have such feelings for the mortal, he is for sure heterosexual.
Sonia: Who knows you might be right, you might be wrong.....
Gundham: What are you implying dark princess?
Sonia: Oh nothing, nothing...
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Much love.-Missevilxd
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FanfictionKazuichi Souda, the ultimate mechanic, is an all average guy... That seams what he wants everyone think but is he? In the other hand, Gundham Tanaka, the ultimate breeder, is eccentric, from the way he talks to the way he dresses. Each of them thin...