Chapter One:
The Beginning
(Yeah I know.. GAY title.. for the 1st chapter anyways.. Oh well..)
"Damn it!" yelled a blonde/brown haired, shirtless male, kneeling in the kitchen of the two story house who's floor had now become a mess.. There were shards of glass all over the floor. Near the counter tops, table, and everything.. A few minutes later, a younger looking guy, about 5'2 stood at the edge of the stairs, just looking at everything..He stepped down, not saying anything.. The guy that was kneeling was Renkuto.. He just stared at the kid, and wondered.. "Aren't you going to help me with this? Go get me a box.." He snapped.. "Now.. There should be one outside.." His voice sounded rough, and tired somewhat.. So now, the little guy was heading for the door.. He opened it, and closed it slowly, then walked out without saying anything as he walked by Renkuto.. Damon was the kid's name, and he was then standing on the porch outside.. There was railing that led down to the ground from another set of stairs. He started down them, and somehow tripped over himself.. He was still laying there, and stayed that way for a few minutes, just thinking.. He looked for the box, and it was small, but it would do.. So Damon got up, went over and grabbed it.. Then a couple seconds later, Renkuto, still without a shirt, came out and saw Damon standing there.. "What the hell were you doing? I've been waiting for you in here for a while now.." He came down and grabbed the box from Damon, and went back up to the the door. Before he went in, he turned back and glared down at the kid. "If you want to help, get in here now. I'm not gonna wait in here all day for you - or I'll just do it myself.." Damon didn't say anything, he just sort of looked away, and didn't follow..
As soon as Renkuto got all the stuff he needed to gather before picking up the glass, he went to his room.. Out of the closet he pulled out a white shirt, and just slipped it over him, still unbuttoned.. "Just something to keep me alittle warmer I guess.." He thought to himself, then went back down stairs, and kneeled on the floor.. "So many damn pieces..." Renkuto was talking to himself, like he usually did when he was alone.. A few minutes later, Damon came through the door, and started up the stairs..When he was half way, Renkuto looked up at him and just continued on with what he was doing, leaving Damon to do whatever it was.. And he just disappeared on into his room like usual.. Since Damon was awakened by the sound of Renkuto yelling, he decided that there was really nothing left to do at the moment, so he thought of trying to go back to sleep, since it was only around 8:00AM anyways - a few more hours of sleep wouldn't hurt.. So he thought..
Renkuto mumbled some more as he slowly gathered the pieces into the box. "Why does this have to happen now? Ugh.." He sighed and kept picking them up until he felt something enter the palm of his hand and part of his wrist.. He must have set his hand down on a piece of glass that was sticking up, because when he brought his hand up to look at it, there was blood already dripping down his arm, hitting his white shirt.. He forgot about the glass in his hand for a second, and he tried to close it. But all it brought was more pain, and the glass went deeper, and more blood came out.. Before it got any worse, he got up, and ran upstairs to the bathroom, looking through the cabinets for anything to help him get the glass out.. Renkuto just wanted it out, because it was very painful, and not being able to move it without having pain was pretty much impossible..
Damon heard his moaning, and ran to where he was.. He got to the doorway of the bathroom, seeing Renkuto's hand covered in the blood.. Some even got onto the floor - But he didn't care about that.. "Renkuto.. W-what happened?!" He was scared, because he didn't know what was going on.. "Will you help me?" Renkuto said, sounding like he was in pain, because he was.. His voice was alittle louder because it hurt so bad.. Damon opened one of the cabinets, revealing some large bandages.. They were rolled up, and it looked like they had never been used. He sat them down next to Renkuto without saying anything and went back into the cabinet.. He dug around for something that could help him get the glass out.. But he found nothing. He even looked through all the other ones.. More blood was exiting the wound.. And the cut was huge, so if he didn't try and treat it, then Renkuto could possibly die within hours. Damon also got some towels, so wipe up any extra blood after.. Since he couldn't find anything to get a hold of the glass, he decided to get it out himself.. "Give me your hand.." Damon demanded, taking it, and trying not to hurt him even more.. Damon saw the piece and went for it.. He was going to bite it out.. He put his mouth over the glass.. Renkuto cringed because of the pain.. He was guessing that he might not be able to use his right hand for a while, since that was the one that had the glass in it.. Damon felt the warm blood spread to his hand, but he just kept trying to grip the thing that caused Renkuto the pain..
About 10 minutes later, Damon finally got the glass out.. It took him so long because it was hard for him to get a hold of it.. After that, he took the towel, and wet it down.. Then he put it over the cut, gently getting some of the blood off. Renkuto was watching all of what Damon was doing, but he didn't want to say anything yet. He was still hurting, and he didn't feel like talking.. After getting the blood away, they both watched as more came out, but before it dripped all over again, Damon hurried up and wrapped the bandages around Renkuto's wrist and hand, leaving it so he could still use his fingers if he needed to. He was done - finally.. "If you need help with anything.. Just tell me.." Damon's voice was low as usual..He was a very taciturn person.. But he got up, and stood, looking down at Renkuto.. Damon was going to put the rest of the stuff away, and then he was thinking of picking up the rest of the glass that was still on the floor for him, so he didn't have to do it later.. He was in a hurry, for no reason, and as he went down to pick up the towels to put take them for washing, he stumbled just as Renkuto stood up. Then, as Damon fell forward, he caught his fall and saved him from tripping again.. Damon just looked away and and blushed.. "I..I have to go do something.." He said quickly, and then left the room....
(Okay, so this chapter is over.. Tell me what you think, and if you like it, I'll write more..)
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