Never Leave my Side

A slow chill rustled the few leaves which were left clinging desperately to the two or three tree's in the vast, open area. Complete silence engulfed all as well, the setting sun dipping over the horizon and painting the sky in vibrant shades of reds and blues. There wasn't a single soul to be seen either for miles around... save for one.
Lying in a crumpled heap, the only sign of life the steady rise and fall of it's chest. It, which would be proved to be a him, upon any further inspection. The subtle, white button down draping over the unconcious body had been shredded apart, revealing several deep gashes that ran across pale skin and dirtied the light fabric, darkened colour spots of blue green proving every harsh blow. Leather pants clung tightly to toned legs as well, a few rips and tears ruining the expensive attire. Soft blonde locks of hair were tangled in a mess, hiding any broken features behind it's veil of blood stains. Though it wasn't long before the figure stirred, coughing violently as crimson splattered to the dirt. A sharp intake filled practiced lungs, and sharp, chocolate coloured hues fluttered quickly open. Forcing weary arms to hoist his battered body up the male managed to get himself into a seated position, and almost immedietly doubled over in pain with a low groan, one hand moving slowly to cover one side of his pounding head.
What happened...?
Darting vision glanced towards the setting sun, taking in a rough estimate of the time. How long had he been out? It didn't matter that his head was throbbing, a steady drum being beat in his head and causing him to wince. He had to think. Had to remember. It wasn't too long ago he had finished his hike up here...

"Uwah! Finally!" The broad, beautiful toothy grin that had now plastered itself to his lover's features soon came into view, and the blonde vocalist couldn't help but smile to himself as well. It was those exact smiles that he knew he would memorize, and lock away in his mind forever. Those same expressions that made him shiver on the inside with the unmatchable love he had for his partner. He truly was happy.
Hoisting himself up ontop of the flat cliff after what seemed like forever - but in all honsetly was only about fourty-five minutes of a steep walk - the younger pushed himself to a stand and dusted off his hands, closing the small distance between the other male as he was looking about the newly discovered scenery in complete awe. Stepping up behind him he laced those toned arms around his partner's waist, and pulled him in close with a smile, resting his chin upon the other's shoulder while his own sharp occulars took to the sky. It wasn't long before the other man shifted too, turning in his hold to return the embrace and leaning in close. "Aishiteru, Kyo koi."
The vocalist smiled again and allowed for his eyes to fall shut, snuggling up close against his lover contentedly. "I love you too, babii." Turning his head he cracked open those eyes to sneek another peek at the scenery, rich vocals falling to a quiet murr. "It's beautiful up here."
The other male only smirked to the words, and lowered thin lips to the singer's ear to speak equally as gentle. "Not as beautiful as you." Snagging a quick, soft kiss placed upon the pierced lobe, the taller man too turned to glance off at the sky.
And that was why he loved the male. That among many other reasons, of course. He was always so caring, full of words to make him feel the absolute best. So full of love, gentle and strong all at once. Not to mention gorgeous. The other's silky soft brown hair had been styled earlier, and now the slight breeze whisped the strands just enough to give him an almost mysterious aura, his perfectly chisled features catching the shadow's just right to cause his natural beauty to really show. He was perfect. Talented, being the leader and guitarist of their band of course. His sence of humor balenced out the trying-to-hard-to-be-serious vocalist too, but never got in the way of his ability to completely swoon the younger totally off his feet and into his arms. And best of all, he understood the complexity that was Kyo.
"So, hiking your ass up here wasn't a complete waste of time, right Kaoru?" Pulling slightly back out of the warm hold with an almost goofy smile, he watched the other's reaction carefully.
"That has yet to be decided. Are we going to get naked?"
The vocalist laughed aloud, having to fight the blush that begged to stain his cheeks. He had to do that alot, actually. Pursing plush, pierced tiers he was about to answer, until he heard a group of voices comming up behind them. Almost instantly he hid his feelings with a shy mask, turning to shoot a deadly glare at whomever was intruding on his alone time with his lover. Kaoru did the same, growling low in his throat. Only, the next few moments happened too fast for his mind to make much more out of anything than a blur.
A harsh knock to his head caused the singer to withdraw his hands instinctively and cover his head with a soft cry as his body was tossed forward, stumbling over his booted feet. What the hell? Did they know who they were? He turned quickly and immedietly his eyes flew to where his leader was, mouth already falling open and a smooth string of foul words cussing out whoever had touched him. And whoever was currently touching his man. Narrowing those sharp eyes he growled himself, lunging forward not afraid in the least bit to do all but rip out the stranger's throat. Nobody touched his baby. Before he got far though another pair of arms had wrapped around his midsection, and suddenly the ground was yanked out from beneath him. A rush of air left his lungs as he collided with the dirt, eyes struggling to focus quickly. "Fuck you!!" His body reacted faster than his mind then, and he found himself moving to his feet once more, but a sudden blow to the side of his face sent him eating the ground again with a crack.
He groaned, the coppery taste of blood filling his mouth and running smoothly from his nose. The sounds of his lover growling and cussing out the harrassers could be heard from some other direction, Kyo not quite able to place where he was. Curling his fingers he got two good fistfulls of dirt, and turning he hucked the sand at where he thought his attacker currently was. It apparently worked as the pained cry of the stranger rubbing at his eyes rang out, and as the singer pushed himself to his elbows ready to fly to a stand, there was a sudden, sharp pain screaming at him from between his legs. Kyo immedietly cried out and his body recoiled, curling up tightly as his hands darted to his groin. Eyes squeezed tightly shut as he felt the corners water up, and his lungs felt as though a giant hand had gripped him tightly and forced all of his oxygen out. He could only faintly hear his boyfriend now, and before he even got the chance to breathe in his hands were being yanked away from his body, and he soon found himself being held firmly to the ground. And then came the sharp pain splitting his torso. He gasped finally and squirmed, attempting to pry his limbs free, but slash after slash caused him to scream out, drowning Kaoru's own crys as well in his ears. And even then they weren't done. Two more hands appeared from an unknown source and the singer could do nothing but endure blow after blow to his well-known features. His eyes fluttered as he felt the darkness closing in on him, lips forming one last sentance before he was surrounded in black.
Do whatever you want to me... but don't hurt my baby...

Don't hurt his... Kaoru! Scrambling to his feet, the vocalist attempted to stand but soon found the dizzyness taking over once more and he collided with the dirt again before he even understood what had happened. Spitting out another mouthful of dark liquid his hands pushed slower this time, and the singer managed to get to his knees without falling over. Dark hues glanced quickly around, taking in his surroundings, searching for his most important thing. He didn't even care who the strangers were at this moment. He could care less if they had reason behind their assault, or if they just wanted a good beating in before the day was done. His eyes drifted briefly to his pants, noting that they were still fastened and on. At least rape wasn't on their list. A soft groan spilled from his broken tiers as he looked around again. "Babii...?"
His voice was met with nothing but eerie silence. Clearing his throat he tried again, louder this time, while crawling about slightly. "Babii?" When again there was nothing, panic started to hasten his breathing. He frowned, desperately looking around himself in the falling darkness for some sort of hint as to where they would have gone to, and taken his lover. "Kaoru?!"
And then he saw it. Deep brown orbs had found something. Rather than relief having washed over his body though, the singer immedietly felt his throat tighten and his eyes glaze over. "Babii... iie..." Dragging his lithe body over towards what he had found, a quivering hand reached out and picked it up, pulling it in close. Kyo soon buried his face in the soft torn fabric of the other's shirt, muffling his sudden tears. "Iie... iie....."
It had been so long since he had cried. He had no reason to. Everything was perfect. Besides, he always felt weak whenever he exposed himself in such a way. Only his lover only ever saw these sides of him, and even then, they were few. But now...
Pulling his face up out of his hands, he looked again to where he had found it. Crawling the little space left, his shaky hands gripped the edge of that cliff... and he looked down. Down to the sharp drop that was so far below. Not even a river to maybe break a fall. Just more rocks. His entire body was trembling now, Kyo slowly shaking his head as he stared down into the inky bottom of the cavern. "Iie... iie... onegai, kami... iie..." A sob left him then, and he lowered himself, leaning even more so dangerously over the edge. "Babii!!!"
His voice broke at the end of his cry. Please, say it wasn't so. Please, at least let there be some sign... some sound, that he was alright. "Babii!!!!!" Despair screamed out in his voice, shrill with pain. And there was no answer. Nothing but the knowing silence. The vocalist collapsed again then, forhead meeting the cliff's edge as he wailed aloud, and he found himself sobbing hysterically now. "Iie!! Iie!!!" Gripping his hands into the ground he attempted to shake it vigorously, but in actuality only suceeded in thrashing his tiny form about before lifting a fist and smashing it roughly down onto the dirt out of frustration... anger... sadness. "Kamiii..! Doishite...?! Kaoru....." He sobbed, before curling up pathetically beside the drop.
Kaoru... was gone. And he was still here. If anything, he always thought it would be the other way around. After all, he was the unstable one. Burying his face into the palms of his hands, he cried and cried. There was no point to living if Kaoru was gone. He was his lover. His band member. Leader. Friend. Life. He was everything Kyo found he ever needed. He had fixed him, and made him happy again. He couldn't... There was no band. There was no family. No love. No way he could continue...
"I'll kill myself right here... right now... you wouldn't like it, but I'm sorry... I want to be with you... I'll go faster... forgive me...?" His voice was a quiet, broken mumble, stuttered by the continuous sobbing shaking his tiny frame. "I could have done better... I'm so sorry... I... I love you... I'm so so sorry, babii..." Dragging short nails over the flesh on his arms, harsh enough to break the skin and draw small trails of red, his tear filled gaze glanced towards the sky. "... I should have done better... I... it's my fault... forgive me... I'm so sorry... ... wait for me.. please..." Dropping his eyes again, they fell shut. His body was exhausted. But still he continued to rip open the skin on his forarm. His breathing slowed down, only a quiet huff of air passing his lips. He would make everyone else sad. But they didn't matter as much to him. There was no point in living if he wasn't with Kaoru. This was his own choice anyway. He wanted to go. He wanted to be with his partner.
"... wait for me... onegai....."
This was... what he wanted...

... ... ... ... ...

A slow chill rustled the few leaves which were left clinging desperately to the two or three tree's in the vast, open area. Complete silence engulfed all as well, the setting sun dipping over the horizon and painting the sky in vibrant shades of reds and blues. There wasn't a single soul to be seen either for miles around... save for one.

... ... ... ... ...

Black boots carried slowly over the dirt cliff top, barely making a noise in the darkened night. They stumbled, wearilly carrying the tired form along. Sharp auburn occulars kept a careful eye out though. Was there anybody up here? A quiet huff of air spilled past frowning tiers in near defeat. At least, until those dark hues fell upon a still form not too far from he. Hurrying over, once by the body, he dropped to his knees, reaching out to carefully gather the cold form to himself. He cradled the smaller, lifting a gentle hand to brush aside blonde hair that was matted with tears and blood. He looked upon the quiet features of the male, those opposing plush lips pulled into a natural pout while black lashes fanned over pale cheeks. It didn't matter that they were brusied, broken. "You're still beautiful....."

He felt warm now. The aching in his heart was gone too. And... he could hear him. He was together with his lover again. In heaven, or wherever it was that they went when they were gone. He didn't care. They were together once more. And that was all that mattered. He wanted to see his gorgeous smile again. Tightening his grip, his arms wrapped around the familiar body so close to his own. Plush lips formed a whisper so soft. "Aishiteru..." Fluttering those dark eyes, he saw again what made him so happy. The soft brown hair, close enough to nuzzle into to make him feel better. He could smell him again, feel him again. Push his lips to skin once more. And he did just that. "Kaoru..."
"Daijobu Kyo... it's alright."
Looking up at his lover then, the singer sighed as he felt content again. Complete again. Only... "Oh kami... Kaoru!" Gasping, the smaller male clung rather desperately to his partner. "Oh god... you're alright... oh my fucking god..." Alright indeed. He wasn't dead. Neither of them were. He could feel the cold night air nipping at his legs as proof. And again he couldn't help himself, crystaline tears spilling over his cheeks once more. "I'm sorry... I'm so so sorry..."
Kaoru smiled into Kyo's hair, nodding slowly as he just held him close and ignoring the pain it caused him. "You have nothing to be sorry for Koi... I'm just glad you're okay." Pushing his lips against the singer's forhead, he whispered gently. "Aishiteru."
Kyo trembled and pressed several kisses to the man's neck in teary pauses. "I'm never going to fucking let you away from me ever again... I'm so sorry... I love you so so much..."
Kaoru smiled again and brushed his hand through those artificially blonde strands. "It's alright, you don't have to be sorry. I love you too." Shifting his weight a bit, he pulled Kyo into his arms a bit snugger. "I just want to go home..."
Now was Kyo's turn to manage a soft smile in reply. "My home... our home...? I can't assure you that you'll ever leave my side again~"

Fin.

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I wrote this a long ass time ago and found it sitting in my files, and figured it can't hurt to upload it for people who get really bored (like me). xD That's it, that's all there ever will be. There was no real point behind it, I just wanted to write something angsty and have them get their asses kicked. xD;; Even the bullies are nameless, faceless.
Just enjoy the Kyo/Kaoru already. xDD