• Welcome

Toki was quiet as he sat in his room... It's been, what? Months now? He and Ketsuga usually shared lunch together, but today? He had 'magically' gone to the literature teachers room/office and left a note on his desk, along with a dish of food for the other teacher, since he still felt he should get his share...


Ketsuga,

Hey, sorry, I can't meet with you for lunch today, I have a lot of stuff to catch up on, but here's your share! Enjoy lunch!

~Toki


The real reason? He was exhausted, and wanted to sleep through lunch... When lunch rolled around the scientist had curled up under his desk, and it was there he fell asleep, his lab cloak covered his new bruises.

Ketsuga returned from his free hour--which wasn't really free as he had spent the whole hour copying papers for the little brats in his class--to find a note on his desk along with a plate of food. He raised a brow, glancing around some before reading the note, a frown instantly forming on his face. He glanced to the plate of food, suddenly losing his appitite. Oh well, he'd eat it anyway.

Come lunch time, he took the plate of food down to the teacher's lounge, quickly heating it up and sitting at one of the tables. He looked down at the plate, letting out a soft sigh before starting eating. It wasn't the same in the teacher's lounge. Too many people--not to mention all of the female teachers talked to him now, their perfume wafting off of them and making him gag. When lunch was finally over, he was glad to return to his classroom.

He finished out the day, his students whining when they heard of the work load they would have to finish by the morrow. He gathered up the papers he'd have to grade for tomorrow and headed out the door, the briefcase in one hand, plate in the other. Ketsuga found himself outside of Toki's room. He knocked first, then entered, calling out. "Toki? Are you here?" Honestly, he hoped to catch him before he left to return the plate. That, and ask him how his day was and what not since he wasn't able to chat with him at lunch.

Toki had barely managed to drag him through the rest of his classes, the students had even noticed something 'wrong' with the usually 'peppy' science teacher...

He sighed softly, he had been sitting at his desk, elbows on the desk, and his head in his hands... He jumped at the knock, and looked over, blinking a few times, he did his very best to muster a smile, "Ya, I'm here" he called softly, trying to seem 'normal' as he went about, getting what he needed to get together, together so he to could leave.. It was probably late enough.. the other teachers were most likely gone.

Ketsuga moved into the classroom, quickly spotting Toki and approached him. "Hey." He started, remembering the plate in his hands, offering it to him. "You didn't have to make me any. I could have bought lunch at the cafeteria." He gave a sheepish smile. To be honest, it didn't taste the same when he wasn't eating with Toki. It was then that Ketsuga noticed the bruising on Toki's arms and some near the collar line of his shirt. He frowned, glancing from the bruises to Toki's face. That was the reason, wasn't it? "Toki, what happened?"

Toki had blinked, but smiled softly, "After what I make, cafeteria food will probably just be cardboard" he teased gently.. But to soon the other noticed, and he looked away, "It's nothing, okay? Don't worry about it" he stated softly.. He should of kept his lab coat on... He moved, standing, since he had his bag ready.

Ketsuga's eyebrows came together, now he knew something was definately wrong. "Now I know it's something. What happened?" He asked, this time in a more demanding tone. Really, he could have guessed right to assume it was his boyfriend. He stepped in Toki's way so that he couldn't leave, his eyes boring into him and demanding an answer.

Toki blinked, frowning lightly as he looked at Ketsuga, he sighed, looking away, "What would it matter? It happened okay? I deserved it, now please.. I'll be late...." Not saying if he was late, something worse than just a few bruises would happen...

Toki looked up to Ketsuga, and gave a faint smiled, "Besides.. It's just some silly bruise, nothing to really worry about, neh?"

Ketsuga grew more confused and it showed on his face. He shook his head some, trying to concentrate. "'What would it matter?' You 'deserved it'? No.." He shook his head again. His eye twitched some when Toki smiled, the notion making Ketsuga sick. How could he smile when he talked about this? "Toki, it is not just a silly bruise. If you tripped and bruised your knee, that's a 'silly bruise'. This is domestic violence, abuse." He desperately tried to get his point across without going over the edge.

Toki blinked a few times, but frowned now, "Ketsuga, I really don't have time.. Please, let me through" he stated softly.. He really didn't want to be late.. He sighed, "No.. he loves me!" he practically snapped as he glared up at him.. He wouldn't abuse him! Granted, despite what it really was, in his mind, it wasn't. He just did something stupid and he was yelled at for it...

He moved, stepping to a side after grabbing his bag, getting around Ket.. "See ya tomorrow" he stated swiftly, before he retreated the room before he could be blocked again, having forgotten his jacket, but oh well, a little snow never hurt anyone.

First thing he did, was get out to his car, and started it, ignoring his shaking from the cold as he pulled it out, not giving it much time to warm up, since he was a bit behind schedule.

When he finally got home, he was barely on time, but at least he made it...

But his boyfriend still wasn't happy, he 'shouldn't cut it so close' and 'who was he whoring with' and Toki just took was he was given...

Which was some rather rough sex that left him bleeding, but that was normal, he always bled.. of course he was always rough, but by now? He assumed it was normal, and that sex hurt.

And when his boyfriend was done, he was left alone for a bit to get his 'whore self cleaned up' which he did, getting his shower, taking care of his back side, carefully cleaning and putting on what would help it heal, how else do you think he could sit at his desk everyday? A healer had showed him the stuff, and it really helped take the pain away.

When he was done, he went out to where his boyfriend was, standing quietly as he moved to get up, despite his hair still being damp, his boyfriend shoved him outside, without his car keys even, and told him to run 'the errand' which was getting him his usualy alcohol and smokes, and then whatever he wanted to eat, which tonight? He wanted something he didn't 'know what it was yet' meaning, Toki had to wait until he called him to finally tell him what he wanted...

With a sigh, he started off, it wouldn't be the first time he walked back to town.. Granted it would be the first time in the snow without his jacket, and damp hair, but oh well, what was the worse that could happen?

He was coughing a bit by time he made it to the actual store, his hair had even frosted over from being damp.. First thing he did was use his fingers to try and get it to defrost, then he went back to get the six-pack, and then paid for it, luckily he at least had his wallet with him, and then he went to the building next door for his boyfriends cigarrets... He was just finishing sliding them into his shirt pocket when his phone went off, looking at it, he answered it.. Promising to get it, Toki soon headed to where he needed to go to get what his boyfriend wanted for dinner..

It took awhile to get into the place, it was a very small place, but people loved the food, so the line was often actually outside, so that hadn't helped him.. He was feeling miserable by time he was inside, but he made the order when it was his turn, and soon headed outside again. He coughed into his empty hand.. The bag with the six pack, which he put the bag of food inside of that, so he did have a free hand, was in his other hand.

He didn't take -to- long to get back 'home' granted, it was more of his boyfriends place, even though Toki paid the morgage on it, since his boyfriend didn't have a job, it was still his boyfriends, why? It was in his boyfriends name of course, it couldn't be Toki's house...

He was relieved once he got home, but his boyfriend was in one of his moods, and took his stuff from him at the door, and didn't let him in.. Toki huffed, but sat down on the porch.. He was usually let back in before bed.. But he shivered as he sat there, wrapping his arms around his torso.. He sighed, his breath barely visible in the air anymore since he was getting to be that cold..

After awhile, he actually stopped shivering, his body to cold to even shiver anymore.. In fact, he really didn't feel that cold anymore.. He coughed a couple of times, but just remained sitting there.. He'd let him in soon.. he always did....

When the lights turned off, Toki had locked up.. Seriously? He was being left outside? Oh.. Right.. He all ready had sex.. He wouldn't want it again tonight.. HE groaned, if he hadn't locked his car he could of gone and went in there, but he always locked it when he left it, since well.. This wasn't the best of neighborhoods...

Ketsuga wasn't able to stop Toki from getting around him a second time, he just simply watched him leave, letting out a sigh as the door closed. Well, nothing he could do now but head home. And he did just that. It was one of those rides home where he did nothing but think, and then he thought about things like how Toki acted about domestic violence, for example, he only grew more and more furious. Not at Toki, there was a part of Ketsuga that told him the blonde didn't know any better, rather, he was angry with himself since there was nothing he could do about it.

When he got home, it was an understatement to say he was angry and his neighbors must have sensed it because he wasn't greeted by the little old lady next door who usually had her little dogs out by now. He locked the door behind him, thinking it best to just get his work done so he had something to distract him for a little while. However, whenever Ketsuga was angry, he tended to work faster without any stress relief what-so-ever. What should have taken him the better part of the weekend took him a few short hours, and when he was done, sat with his head in his hands, his elbows propped up on the desk. After taking a few deep breaths, he was able to calm down enough to act like a civilized human being.

He grabbed his jacket, throwing it on and grabbing his car keys, he headed out the door, deciding on having dinner out. He sat in the car for a few minutes, just letting it run to allow it the time to warm up that it needed before he pulled away from the curb--being in a townhouse, he didn't get a driveway. It took him a little while of driving around to decide what he wanted for dinner, but even when he found what he wanted, he decided take out was for the best. He didn't feel like eating with a mob of people surrounding him.

It was on the way home that he took a jog through a neighborhood so he wouldn't have to deal with traffic. It was one of those places where you locked your doors while your car was still moving, a rather rough neighborhood. It was in said neighborhood he spotted someone sitting on their stoop without a coat. He stopped the car, whipping around to get a closer look, and without a doubt, Ketsuga realized who it was. He cursed to himself, turning the car around to park in front of the house. He left the car running and got out quickly. "Toki?" He asked though he was already sure it was him. When he reached him, he took off his coat, throwing it around Toki's shoulders, his hand brushing against him and he realized just how cold he was. "Jesus Christ." He muttered, moving to rub his shoulders some and trying to warm him up. "What the hell are you doing out here without a coat?"

Toki stayed there, staying quiet, for who knows how long, He was starting to feel really tired, but it was getting somewhat late probably, after all it was pretty dark. The only light left was the dull glow from one of the last few working street lamps on his block.

A car started to go by, and he was surprised, wasn't it late? Oh well, no matter, they were le-... It came back.. He blinked slowly as the person got out, leaving the car running.. That wasn't a smart move in this area, but ods are nothing would happen if they didn't take long...

He blinked looking up, to cold and numb to move when a jacket was suddenly on him.. He was surprised how warm it was.. It also smelled like Ketsuga.. He slowly looked up at him when he spoke.. "oh.. uh.." he didn't realize there were long pauses in his speech, nor a slight waver.. His theeth wern't chattering, he was past being warm enough to even do that, his body had given up on shivering and everything, gave up on keeping itself warm.

He was quiet for a few moments.. oh right, no jacket.. "left it at school" he murmured softly.. as if it was the simplest thing in the world.. Granted, it didn't answer the 'why' he was out here... Hmm.. Did he want that answered? Eh, why not, "locked out" he murmured softly.. Looking down.. His half-frozen mind didn't realize he was 'spilling the beans' persay.. "He was mad.. I as almost late getting home.." he murmured softly... Leaving out all the running around he had done.. Hell, his hair was completly frozen pretty much, from when it had been damp.. It never dried considering it kept getting frosted up, and now it was pretty much a mess of hair and ice.

Ketsuga's jaw clenched and he glanced up at the house. Hell, it didn't even look like anyone was home. He took a moment to think things through, he couldn't just break in and knock some sense into him. He bit the inside of his cheek, trying to force himself to a decision, and although it wasn't the best of choices, he was going to run with it. It was time all of this ended.

He dipped down, scooping Toki up in his arms, knowing he would probably be too cold to protest--but he'd been wrong before--and started for the car. He opened the passenger side, moving his food to the floor before setting Toki on the seat, making sure he was completely inside with the heat blowing on him to thaw the poor kid. "Stay in the car. No matter what happens, don't get out." He locked the doors to keep anyone out should they approach, though mostly Toki's boyfriend should he get out of the house before Ketsuga. He closed the door, not giving Toki time to protest, and approached the house once more, beating on the door with his fist, waiting for a few seconds before repeating. As if he would let this bastard sleep.

Toki had blinked slowly, not sure what to do when he was picked up, and moved. He couldn't get hisself to protest.. Ketsuga was just way to warm for him to want to.. Next thing he knew he was put in Ketsuga's car, and he blinked a few times, brows furrowing in his confusion.. "Ket?" he asked softly, but was soon was left inside the locked car.. He couldn't even get himself to move to even get to the unlock.. As his body warmed up though, he started trembling, and his coughing started back up.. As his hair started to pretty much thaw out from being frozed his head felt way to warm, and he just felt miserable, leaning back in the chair, he didn't know when he started to doze off.. He hadn't wanted to, but it was just to warm.. He couldn't help it..



The man who opened the door, growled, "What the fuck Who-.." He glared.. "who the fuck are you?" he snapped out, glaring at the man that had pounded on his door.

Thankfully, Ketsuga didn't have to wait long for the man to open the door, and when he did, a devilish smirk spread across his lips. "Your worst nightmare." He answered simply. His hand came up, almost too quick to track with the human eye, and gave him a shove backward into the house, following him quickly and closing the door, locking it so that Toki couldn't get in should he decide to follow him. Ketsuga looked to the man, shaking his head some. "You have a lot of balls to leave such obvious marks on him. But those are the only ones you have. Not much of a man if you have to abuse someone to keep them with you."

He walked slowly over to him, giving his knuckles a crack. "Now, I hope you enjoy this as much as I will." The smirk turned to a wicked simle, his eyes alight with what could only be identified in the eyes of a lunatic. And with that, Ketsuga snapped, finally able to let out his frustrations on someone who deserved it, thoroughly. He gained an unearthly power as he practically threw the man around his house like a ragdoll, dodging anything he threw at him. What seemed like hours later, which was probably only a matter of ten minutes or so, Ketsuga gave him one last blow to his already bleeding face, letting him writhe on the floor. He crouched beside him, looking him over with disgust. "Now, you'll do as I say, or next time I come over here, you won't be able to pick yourself up off that floor, understand?" He said seriously. "Disappear and never, never return."

With that, Ketsuga left the house, leaving the door wide open for anyone who wanted to take the opportunity to kick the jerk while he was down. When he approached the car, he gave a gentle knock to the door seeings as the doors were still locked, hoping to rouse Toki enough to unlock the door for him.

Toki wasn't sure what Ket was soing, but he was dozing at the moment.. He jumped hearing a knock, having forgotten.. He blinked slowly a few times, trying to get his eyes to clear.. Looking at Ket outside of the car.. What was he doing out there? He blinked slowly, oh.. right.. a trembling hand moved, and took a momvent to get the door to unlock.. It shouldn't of been so hard, but one he was trembling, and two, he felt like he had no strength what so ever... His hand pretty much fell back at his side once the door was unlocked..