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_____He took the still warm pots and poured their content into plastic containers before setting them down and pressing the lids onto the tuba ware. Once everything was properly refrigerated he went to the sink and began to work on the dirty pots when he heard a voice from the other room. He didn't know whether to answer or not, if answering would be considered acting kind. The offer though made him feel strange. Something was wrong in that offer. Why would he ever want to do anything to the other male other than offer him comfort. Then again he didn't want kindness and comfort would be considered kindness. He felt conflicted, more than he had his whole life from what he could remember. Eventually he decided not to answer. It was with that decision that he put the now clean pots out to dry before wiping his hands on his pants and walked towards the living room. This time instead of stopping and speaking to the other he walked right past the room and deeper into the house.

_____Lucian came back a few minutes later with a bundle of sheets and three pillows, "It gets cold in here at night," was all he said, not facing the smaller male as he set the sheet down next to him, "I'll be in my room if you need anything. It's the first door at the top of the stairs," with that he turned and began to walk towards the stairs again.
 
He followed the man with tired eyes and just took off his boots, revealing several
bruises on his feet and some bandages on his ankle "Goodbye" he called with a
soft smile, just lying down taking the remote controller and lowering the volume
to change the channel calmly. In his eyes, any intention of living through that night
was just nowhere to be found.
 
_____He took the stairs one at a time until he was in his room. He flicked on the light switch and dimmed the light so it wouldn't be on all the way before going to his drawer and picking out some clothes for the night. He put on old pajama pants along with a grey shirt that had a few holes on it's side from the dog playing tug-o-war with him. Lucian sat at the edge of the bed when he was done and closed his eyes lightly, wondering if he had forgotten anything. The boy, despite having said he didn't like kindness was given blankets. He was sure the other man had enough pillows for the night. They were one's he never used. When all was said and done he turned off the lights to the room, leaving his door open just encase, before going to bed for the night.
 
The boy yawned after an hour or two, he felt his full stomach, but he kept thinking,
while he watched an infomercial about a great new stove in which people was making
cupcakes, how much he regretted not having asked the man about the cupcakes he
had wanted to eat the entire day. Or month. He stood up, drowsy and annoyed and
walked toward the kitchen, opening the fridge door and staring into it hoping to find
something sweet to eat, but as the freezing cold air touched his feet, he practically
jolted and closed it, thinking of just sleeping it away, when a loud clacking sound
reached for his reddened ears. "..."

He looked down and noticed a light green transparent bottle with white pills that had
spilled from inside of it. He stared for full five minutes before crouching down and
taking one of them, placing it on the edge of his lips. He blinked and swallowed it.
Then another, then another one, he had swallowed probably ten by the time he began
to feel sleepy, and stood up stumbling, leaning into the wall, still holding the bottle
which was still half full, to kill himself he needed to swallow at least over twenty, and
he wasn't even halfway there, but his mind was already swimming when he took the
seventh pill. "..ah.." he whispered to himself "dad..." he swallowed another, but he
never noticed the fact he had been walking already, he was very drugged by now,
he took another.

How many had he taken now? Ten? Seventeen? What were numbers anymore?
He took another.
He leaned onto what he thought to be a wall, but it actually was open, and by leaning
into it, he fell down to the floor full force, he hit his head and it actually only felt much
much worse. He looked around and couldn't make out everything, he pulled himself
up and pulled one of the pills to take another one, then another and another. He was
getting far too close to the deadly overdose, if not already under it's effects because
of his body size and weight. His mind a puddle of thoughts. He looked up and didn't
make out what he was looking at but he moved onward, before not being able to hold
his hand closed anymore, he was trembling and felt cold, really cold, and he collapsed,
he didn't know on what, he could hear a faint sound of the bottle falling to the floor
and spilling out the pills.

He had literally collapsed on front of the man's bed, the top of his trembling body on
it, his slim arms sprawled on it as well as his head and messy hair, the other half also
sprawled but on the floor.
 
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_____A loud sound woke him from his sleep. He hadn't been that far into his slumber but he was in just deep enough to dream and was just awake enough to hear what was around him. His eyes shot open and he looked around the dark room. He heard a noise, he knew he did. His thoughts went to the dog but knew it was asleep. Lucian's gaze traveled around the dark lit room, trying to find the source of what he thought he heard. Maybe it was the boy from earlier. He sat up in bed just as a movement caught his eyes. He looked to the figure to see something very familiar. He kept his mouth in a line, wondering if the other was sleep walking when he suddenly collapsed onto the bed. He felt a sudden wave of coldness go through him when he realized those movements weren't normal, "Tarenm," he breathed before moving to the boy and bringing him into his arms. He ran a hand through the boy's hair and moved it away from his face before bring his head to his chest. He listened for a heartbeat and felt himself pale when he didn't hear one.

_____Just then there was a beat, a small one but one none the less. The male's heart was weak. He cursed under his breath and looked over the boy's body for answers. His eyes fell on the bottle of pills that had fallen from his reach. He remembered on the street earlier when the boy was looking at them then later when he talked about suicide. No, this couldn't be happening. Lucian quickly pulled the boy into his arms move before picking him up and walking towards the bathroom. He turned on the light and went to the tub, reaching for the knob and turning on the cold shower to the water was hitting the smaller, "Please don't die Tarenm," he ran a hand over the boy's cold face and shook him so he would stay awake. He should probably check the pills to see what kind they were but he didn't want to leave the boys side and risk the chance of losing him. He regretted listening to him and not being kind. This boy needed kindness. Was it because of him this was happening?

_____He sat on the floor on the other side of the tub wall with the shower curtain pushed aside and leaned away from the water as he turned the male's wet body over and began to push his stomach in roughly so whatever pills he took could come out. It was then that he realized how skinny and frail the smaller man was. He felt his head and hair getting wet along with his back as he continued to push Tarenm's stomach in. He remember their talk earlier and shook his head roughly against the other's back, "Don't die, please don't. I'll take care of you. You won't ever have to live in pain again Tarenm. You can stay here forever and you'll be treated like you're supposed to with love and kindness and whatever you want," he wished his words would make a difference. His hair formed into small clumps and when into his face, blocking his view from the only thing that matter to him at the moment, "Please don't fly away from me Tarenm," he said before moving his finger into the smaller man's mouth and reaching back into his throat so he could gag make him puke whatever he had to out.

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The other one didn't even feel the cold water on his thin skin, or the forcing
pushing onto his slim stomach, he didn't even hear the man's words, but he
finally opened his eyes and went absolutely still like a statue before vomiting
all over the tub, the first thing visible, several of the pills in the decomposing
state. There were over 15 of them. He also lost tonight's dinner.

However that didn't meant he was exactly out of danger, he had already been
consuming most of the drug's bodies and he trembled quite often, shivering like
a little kitten on the rain, too weak and absent to actually make up a rational
thought at once, then he heard them, the older man's last words to him.

Don't fly away from me.

He turned his head to him a little, throat burning, head throbbing and tried to
speak up, but his body was almost completely numb, he shrugged and only
turned away from him, sighing into him and just wishing he'd pass out in such
a love filled embrace. But he was only lying to himself, this man only had seen
him for about 3 hours and they hadn't even spoken that much. He didn't know
what he was even doing anymore. He felt sad about it...

He turned again and tried to force his eyelids to open, but they wouldn't budge.
 
_____He felt almost everything go still when the boy's eyes shot open. He was alive. He murmured his name under his breath before moving his head against his chest again and listening for a heartbeat. It was still weak and could barely be heard over the loud shower water but it was there. Lucian pulled away from him a moment later when he felt the boy's body jerk. His eyes went to the smaller males vomit to see what was causing this state. The sight of red made him panic though he quickly realized it was just sauce and pasta from earlier. He felt a sense of dread wash over him when he saw the remains of over a dozen pills being washed away down the drain, "Why?" was all he could muster before looking back to Tarenm hoping he would get some answers. What was so horrible this boy decided to end his life? What if he hadn't found him tonight? He ran his hand through the boy's hair and pushed it out of his face, tugging him away from the water so he could breathe properly.

_____Once the vomit and pills had disappeared he turned off the water and held the boy in the tub. He felt every quiver and shake that went through the smaller male's body and felt his heart drop, "Tarenm," he said lowly before tugging the smaller male out of the cold tub and into his arms so he was pressed against his chest. He was still wet and drops of water fell onto the boy's face from his hair as he looked down at him. He was wet from only his top half opposed the smaller male that was soaked through and through. He felt as if the temperature in the room dropped slightly. He ran his hand down the boys arm as he tried to warm him up and keep him from shaking. Hope filled him when the other turned his head to look at him. Lucian only tugged him closer before standing and walking out of the bathroom. He set the boy down on the floor and against the wall as lightly as he could before walking to his drawer and pulling out some clothes.

_____Squatting down in front of Tarenm he began to lift his shirt up. When it was to his chest he moved a hand behind the boy and pulled him forward to take the rest of the shirt off and toss it to the side. Pulling another bigger shirt from behind him he tugged it over the boys head and let it fall over his small frame. He hadn't a clue what to do and till morning came, if it ever did for his companion, he would keep him warm and comfortable.
 
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His skin was marked and scarred, a very particular linear form to every hit on his body,
it all showed he had been hit with either a whip or a belt, or an slim iron bar, he was
terrifly thin and small and his breathing became erratic after a while, he was still very
dizzy and nauseating for having vomited a moment ago, he twitched and trembled and
would try to grasp on the air often with no effect.

Why, the man had asked.

His only response at the moment would have probably been his fear to live in this world,
quiet, empty and terrible, filled with death and horror and fear, hate and anger... lust and
greed.

He finally managed to pry open his eyes a little when he felt the warmer and bigger
shirt on him, he closed his hands on the edge of the sleeves and closed his eyes again.
He only let out a soft very low breath before he just let himself drop on the man's frame,
he just didn't have the ability to move anymore.
 
_____He didn't want to see the lines and scares that marked the boys small frame though found it hard to take his eyes off them. The shirt was a relief when he had finally slipped it over the younger man. Lucian now had a couple ideas as to why he wanted to commit suicide. His life at home sounded bad though from the marks along his skin it was much worse than it seemed. No matter the excuse none would be good enough for him. Tarenm had no reason to end his life so young. Why couldn't the boy see that there was still so much to do outside this small war stricken town? He pulled out of his thoughts when he heard his companion's breath quicken as if he was struggling for air or in pain. He wrapped his arm tighter around the boy and tugged him closer into a hug. Soothingly he rubbed Tarenm's back and hoped this would all pass and the boy would be fine.

_____When the smaller males breathing became somewhat normal again he pulled him away and looked at his face. The bathroom light was the only thing that illuminated the room. Other than that it was dark and he was barely able to see the other's face. He didn't think he would want to. He could only imagine how hurt and pained his face would look. He felt the males move from under him and smiled slightly. His smile faded instantly when the boy only fell towards him. He wrapped his arms around his small frame and gave a small squeeze, "I'll take care of you," he promised before adjusting himself against the boy. He slid and arm under his leg and behind his back before lifting him and taking him to the bed. He set him down gentle on the plush mattress before taking off the rest of his wet clothes and replacing it with dry ones.

_____After everything was done he walked towards his drawer to fish out a shirt for himself. He took all the wet clothes when he was done and threw it in the shower. He would take care of everything tomorrow. Going back to the bed after turning off the lights he moved his hand around the mattress. When his hand landed on something warm he leaned closer and slid his arms under the boy before moving him to the center of the bed. He pulled the sheets over them and covered them both as he lay beside the smaller male. He pulled Tarenm into his arms and shivered slightly. He never imagined his night to end this way.
 
The boy closed his eyes and he wasn't even sure how long ago had that been,
he felt the rustling and constant pulling of being placed correctly on top of something
soft. One thing about him were about the rope marks on the boy's slender thighs,
very clear and defined, as if he had been tied that way for a reason, but none that
would very easily catch the eyes. The younger one had also a lot of small bruises
like snickers on his inner thighs and hand marks, such as finger sized bruises, he
had been gripped with brute force.

However what was not normal about them, was that these marks weren't new,
they were so black and faded it was clear they never really healed. They were not
recent and they probably had been there for years, only there for god knows what
kind of reason.

The fox named boy turned his head when he felt a strong adult body embracing him
gently, he sighed and just laid his head on him with a sad expression... he had been
hoping for so long to die like this, but now that man had taken away that from him...
he was responsible of him now, like a new father... or a lover.

That was when he opened his eyes and turned away, now with more movility than
before but feeling sore and nauseatic, he darted his eyelids open when he heard the
strange chanting of early birds, the sun was barely coming out still, it was around 5 am.
He couldn't believe it.
 
_____He had fallen asleep without realizing it. Lucian had been set on staying awake the whole night until he was sure the boy would be fine but mid-way through slumber stole him away. It was hard to tell dream from reality but he much rather preferred his reality than his dreams that night. Opposed to what really happened he dreamed of everything going wrong. He dreamed of Tarenm dying in his arms over and over again, of waking up and finding him cold on the couch. It was a relief when he woke up. He didn't know what brought him out of his slumber but he was glad it did. He didn't move at first but rather stayed in place, keeping his eyes closed when he felt movement beside him and something being pulled out of his arms. He felt a wave of relief go through him but refused to open his eyes just yet, not wanting this to go away if it was just another dream.

_____Finally, after a couple of moment when the other occupant stopped moving on the bed his eyes opened. A breath escaped his lips that he didn't know he had been holding in. He watched silently as the boy merely had his eyes open, seeming to be focusing on nothing particular. He looked much better opposed to the night before. He had seen scares on the boy's body when he had been changing him. Enough scares to where he found it hard to think they all came from a little rough housing at school. The light was dim at the time and he hoped his eyes were just playing tricks on him. Maybe he had been seeing thing worse than they truly were because of everything that had happened. He moved out a hand and placed it gently on the smaller male's cheek, "Why did you try to take your life?" he asked as his hand went lower to the other's neck. A strong pulse was felt and that only made him relax that much more.
 
He allowed the gestures to his skin, it almost felt like a loving caress, his body shivered a little
and he turned to look at the man tiredly, "..." how does one just simply answer such a thing?
It was certainly not the kind of question he wanted to hear just at dawn. He knew he was alive
and that he wasn't dreaming, but then he looked down and noticed just how soft and comfortable
he was ... he noticed the clothes, and also realized the man could have taken easy advantage of
him the previous night, which made him react and jolt moving away backwards, not noticing the
edge of the bed and falling over his head, rolling to his side in pain. His mind was a mess still and
he couldn't really recall nearly anything about the previous night but the taking of the first three
pills.
 
_____When the smaller male finally turned over to look at him Lucian smiled, hoping in some way to coax a smile from him as well. He knew it wouldn't work but it was worth a shot. His smile faded slightly when he saw the tired look in the boy's eyes, "Did you sleep well?" he asked, after his initial question. He probably should have started like that but his worry over took his sense of privacy and he felt as if knowing why Tarenm tried to take his life should come first above everything. He followed the other's eyes curiously as they went down his body. He felt himself jump as the boy did though not enough to knock him off the bed. He jerked his hand away for just a moment until he saw Tarenm falling. He reached out again instantly to try to catch him before he rolled of the bed though he wasn't quick enough, "Tarenm!" he shouted jumping out of his spot and moving over to where the boy fell over the edge. He looked over and saw him on the floor rolling in what looked like pain.

_____"I'm sorry," he said, as if it was his fault. He sure felt like it was. He got off the bed and stood by the boy, moving his hands under him and picking him up, setting him on the bed again. The second his smaller companion was on the bed he sat at the edge by his feet, "I didn't mean to startle you. I know how it must look like but I swear to you I didn't touch you more than I had to," he looked towards the bathroom then back to the other male, "Your clothes were wet and I didn't want you to get sick," he frowned slightly before sighing and looking out the closed window. The room was dim with light still, he was sure if he opened the windows there would be much more light though he didn't want to put a strain on the boy's eyes, "I probably shouldn't have asked of you what I did but I'm just confused," he look down onto his lap and shook his head, "I'd like for you to stay here until you feel well," he looked up to the other, "I promise you will be kept alone and to yourself I'm just," his eyes looked desperate almost, "worried and I don't want anything bad to happen to you. I don't know what I would have done if you had died last night in my arms," he looked at the boys lap slightly before taking the sheets and covering him so he wouldn't feel exposed.
 
He kept to himself and crept away from him on the bed, hugging his knees and hiding his mouth
between his knees which were the closest he could to the bed, his eyes hurt and his throat was
completely sore, he had a pulsating headache now and he couldn't understand fully what was going
on, but he felt quite... okay. He felt decent. He looked down on himself and revised himself, even
moved his thighs a little after a while and his shoulders and arms, he was safe.

"... I would have been okay" he cried angrily "You had no right to stop me..." he complained, not
looking at the man "Now you're responsible of me..." he kept crying out and then began mumbling,
reduced to a little ball of hair and cloth, hiding his face from him. Sobbing like someone had just died.
 
_____Lucian only replied with a small smile towards the boy when he swore he would have been okay. He looked down at his own lap a moment later, not wanting to remember the feeling of almost losing the other male. The first person he ever extended his hospitality to and cared for dying? He shook his head at the thought and his eyes saddened a bit right before Tarenm spoke again. He knew the other was mad though he had no regrets about what he did. He wouldn't have changed a thing the night before. He would have saved the smaller male over and over if he had to. He looked up to his companion at his last words before they were reduced to mumbling. He smiled sadly before realizing how small the boy could be when he wanted to. He realized how he was bundled up in a corner, as far away as he could be from him. Ignoring the space he stood up and walked the few steps over to Tarenm before sitting closer to him and wrapping his arms around him before he could move again. He held him tight, pressing his head into the boy's neck as if to assure himself there was a pulse and he wasn't as cold as he was last night before pulling his head away.

_____"No, you wouldn't have been okay," he said lowly, "I had a right to stop you because I couldn't just let you die, I'd rather you never speak to me again than just let you die. If that means I never get to see you again but you would be alive then I would have saved you a thousand times over," he squeezed the smaller male tightly before loosening his grip and pulling away slightly so he could look in the other's eyes, "If saving you means I'm now responsible for you then so be it," he brought a hand to Tarenm's cheek and wiped a streak of his tears away, "Please don't cry anymore," he cupped the boy's cheek in one of his hands as he pushed the hair out of his face so he could see the color of his eyes.
 
His eyes were a very light blue, almost white, it was hard to tell because the only
really blue part of his eyes were the ones sticking to the black part of them, which
was dilated, the rest was practically white, and he didn't seem to be pleased by the
constant tender gestures, he brushed him off and moved away, going as far as to
literally hide under the bed -small as he was-, and not come out, just his white eyes
could be seen from under there, glowing nicely for the reflection of the light. "Go away!"
 
_____He let the smaller male slip out of his grasp and move away from him. Lucian only sighed and looked towards the closed window until he heard and felt the bed stop moving. He looked back to Tarenm to see him nowhere in sight. He felt panicked for second before he heard a noise under the bed. A small amused smile came to his lips at this behavior. Getting up from his spot he walked around to the other side where the boy had been and bent down. He pulled the sheets up so he could look under and found that he could only see the boys eyes, "I'm so-" he was about to apologize though was cut off. He frowned slightly, not knowing how to respond, "Why?" he asked feel more hurt then angry, he couldn't remember ever being angry.
 
"Just leave me alone!" he demanded, hiding his eyes from sight "You took away
the only thing I wanted, why would I want you close?" he cried angrily, he was
showing clear and obvious rejection to have been saved from imminent death.
"Now what will you do with me? I can't leave or do anything until you say that the
debt is bailed, this isn't fair!" he cried, and then kept sobbing like a child.
 
_____He closed his eyes when Tarenm only moved out of sight. It was as if he was speaking to darkness now. He got comfortable where he was, lying down on the hard wood floor. He felt a shiver go through him but ignored it for the moment, "I'm not going to leave you alone until I get answers," yeah, he was stubborn as hell. He listened to the males reasoning and only responded with a shake of his head, "Does it matter that I want?" he asked, genuinely curious wondering how the boy's morals were. He truly wished Tarenm would stop crying. He felt horrible knowing he was the cause of those tears and couldn't do anything about it. Of course on the street he would offer a tissue and hope the person would feel better later but with Tarenm it was a whole other story, "So you can't leave me now?" he questioned, now feeling curious about this 'debt'. He didn't expect this, only to save the boy's life and maybe see him smile again before he felt for the morning to whatever his home was, "I don't quite understand what's going on, if you could just explain to me this debt," he trailed off, "So you're going to stay with me now but always be under this bed?" he chuckled lightly and sat up so his stomach wasn't against the cold floor any more. He rubbed his abdomen slightly as he tried to warm it up.
 
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