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Ushijima was on his way home from Training. He needed to get some stuff from the grocery store and wanted to pick up the newest jump edition. Walking into the store it was mostly empty. Nothing unexpected for 10 in the eventing on a winter day. It was fucking freezing outside and no one wanted to be in the cold.
Going into the Magazin aisle he picks up the Jump magazine, some sojasauce, and veggies for his dad, and some tea for his grandma. Going to the register one person stands before him in line.
The man was a around a head smaller than him with lean muscles and brown hair. He seemed a little like a snake. Noticing that his knuckles were red, split open and covered in blood, Wakatoshi was confused if he got into a fight or something, but it wasn't his place to point out. After the man bought some cigarettes and alcohol he left. Wakatoshi paid for his stuff and left shortly after.
Making his way home he can hear soft whimpers near the store. Wondering what it was, he looked for the origin of the noise. After looking for a few moments he localized the sounds, they were coming from the back alley behind the store. Searching through it he sees some bare legs under a few cardboards boxes and trash bags.
Wakatoshi couldn't just leave. He was raised to always help people in need. And this person definently wasn´t alright.
Looking through the garbage he found a young boy with red hair. The boy wasn't wearing pants and shivering. His face was red and blue, his lip split and one of his eyes swollen shut. After looking once more, Wakatoshi can see some white fluid and blood between the boys legs. He was obviously raped and severely beaten.
At a loss for words he pulled of his jacked and draped it over the boy. At that the boy flinched and his sniffling turned into sobbing, backing away and wincing at the pain, Wakatoshi saw how axious the boy was. He could also see that the boy was scared because of him. No wonder after what he must have gone through.
Stepping a few steps back and crouching down to seem less intimidating, he put his hands up like in surrender. "Hello, I'm Wakatoshi Ushijima and saw you lying here. I swear I will not harm you in any way. But you need to get to a hospital and call the police"
"N-n-no p-p-police!!" The boy stammered between tears and shivering "p-please not the police or a h-h-hospital". At this point he was panicking. "But you were obviously assaulted. You need to get it checked. Should I call someone for you? Or should i bring you home?“ Ushijima asked calmly as to not further scare the boy. "I-I have no one to call. I-I wouldn´t even know where I sh-should go now" he cried harder.
Thinking for a few seconds Ushijima answers. "You can come with me to my home. I live with my dad and grandma. Our house is big enough and i can´t leave you here. You would freeze do death and somone should attend to your wounds. I swear I am not doing anything to you, but please let me help you. I don't live far from here. Also my Grandmother has a medical backround. If you don´t want to go to a hospital, maybe she could help you instead. It's about 10 minutes from here. And I have some spare clothes from my training, which you could put on. It's to cold for you and you're shivering".
After a few moments, and still really anxious, the cold won and the boy nodded. Wakatoshi was carefully stepping closer as to not upset the boy any more and crouched down again. Looking through his back he found a towel "if you'd like I have a towel and here are the spare clothes, can you put them on yourself?" Slowly pulling himself into a sitting position and hissing at the pain the boy stretched his shaking hand out and nodded. Wakatoshi gave him the towel plus clothes and turned around.
When the boy was ready, he was still sobbing. Wakatoshi held a hand out. Obviously not knowing what to do the boy hesitated. " I will really not harm you, I just want to help you". Wakatoshin knew that his large build and stoic face is not helping, so he attempted to give a small reassuring smile. The boy looked into Ushijimas eyes and was somehow convinced. Limping massively Ushijima noticed that one of the boys feet must be sprained if not broken. Sighting he looked at the red haired boy "listen, I know it will not be what you want and you don't even know me, but you seem to have injured your leg, next to your other wounds. Can i please carry you on my back as to not agitate the injury any further? Or else you would hurt yousefl even more. Also it´s really freezing and you should get out oft he cold." The boy looked scared at the potentially close proximity ,but also seemed to understand that he couldn´t really walk and would indeed freeze if not carried by Ushijima. Nodding slightly Ushijima offers his jacket to the boy again “i think you need it more than me“. He crouched down as far as possible and let the boy on his back, carrying him to his home.
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Arriving shortly after Ushijima rang the doorbell. Behind the opening the door, he is greeted with his grandmother. A short and plump elderly woman with grey hair and glasses. "Wakatoshi my dear why didn't you come in yourself and-" seeing the boy on hear grandsons back she stopped, and her eyes widened in shock. "Wakatoshi what happened? Who's that boy on your back?". "I was on my way back and found him behind the grocery store beaten up and..and.." mumblings under his breath "assaulted. He didn't want so call the Police and i just couldn't let him stay there in the cold".
"Of course not. Bring him in. It's freezing outside. Bring him into the living room and lay him on the couch. After that bring me the first aid kid and some hot water plus a blanket for the poor boy". Following his grandmothers orders Wakatoshi walked inside the large traditional house. Arriving in the living room,he put the meanwhile unconscious boy carefully on the large Couch.
Leaving the boy alone with his Grandma, Wakatoshi makes his way to the bathroom to get the first aid kit. 'Why would somebody do this?! How old is the boy even 17? 18?' Wakatoshi thinks.
Grabbing the kit and a blanked he makes his way back to the living room.
Seeing the still unconscious boy he worried wether he shouldn't have taken him to the hospital after all. Putting the kit on the floor and kneeling beside his grandmother he looks at him.
"Why didn't you call the police or take him to the hospital?" the woman asks her grandson. "He pleaded and cried at me not to. I asked if I should call someone or bring him somewhere, but he said he has no one. I couldn't let him stay there. It's freezing and he was so anxious. I needed to convince him to come with me. I thought maybe you could help and we could convince him to go to the hospital in the morning. I don't even know his name and i couldn't finde his pants or his ID." Wakatoshi frowned. "Let me patch the boy up first and then we convince him to go to a hospital. But don't pressure him to tell you anything about what happened. He doesn't know us, he is wounded and most likely to be scared when he wakes up. But for know he needs rest and a warm bath".
Looking at the boy, the elderly woman is saddened at his state. He took some mean beatings and clearly needs to get it checked up, he could have some brain damage. Treating the wounds on his face first the boy flinches awake. Looking terrified he backs up against the couch and winces at the pain in his body. Looking around in panic he sees the elderly woman and the boy who helped him before.
"Shh, shh, Everything is fine. You're save here" the elderly woman said. Smiling softly she says “Hello dear, my name's Fumiko Ushijima. And this is my grandson Wakatoshi Ushijima. He's the one who brought you here. I was just cleaning your wounds. No one is going to hurt you, but I need to continue cleaning your wounds. And after that you should take a bath to warm yourself. Don't worry the bath is lockable. After taking said bath you should put on some warm clothes" looking at Wakatoshi she countinues "Wakatoshi you go draw a bath and pick up some comfortable clothes for him. Use the bath on this floor". Nodding Wakatoshi stands up and sees the boy flinching, Wakatoshi feels really sorry at that. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to surprise you. I will go and do what my grandmother said. Please don't worry you're save. If you would excuse me" and with that he left the room.
Getting the boys attention, Fumiko softly speaks to the boy. "Dear could you tell me your name so I can address you accordingly" looking at the woman the boy hesitated. "M-My name is Satori. Tendou Satori" he mutters. "Tendou-kun. I would like to further check and treat the wounds on your face. But you need to go to the hospital in the morning to get a check-up we..", widening his eyes Satori paniks "No, No I can't go to the hospital. I don't have money and I think I lost my ID and, and..".
"Wait. Wait. Dear, calm down" she resuredly put a hand on his. "Money isn't a issue. Wakatoshi brought you here so you´re our reponsibility now. We got you don't worry. And for the ID, I know the director of the hospital so you can get treated without that. You don't need to worry about a thing, but please let yourself get treated. In the meantime take the bath and sleep here. Wakatoshi told me you didn't have someone to call? Is that correct?" Staring at Fumiko Tendou stuttered: N-N-No, you d-don't need to pay, you already got me out oft he cold. I shouldn't overstay my welcome. I-I should, i will just go".
Squeezing his hand Fumiko smiled at the boy. " First of all no discussion in my house dear. We will cover you. And second of all you're not overstaying your welcome. We're here to help, so no discussions. And let me ask again, is there someone we need to call?". "No there is no one" Satori stared down at his hand under Fumikos "I don't have anybody. I'm alone and i also don't really have a place to return to, well.. at least not anymore" he sniffles. "Well that clears most of all. You will be staying here, and you don't leave before you're not in tip top shape again. As you can see the house is big enough and we have enough space. And don't start arguing dear. I know you want to, i can see it in your eyes. You´re a strong one.“ She smirks . “Can you walk or should Wakatoshi carry you to the bathroom?". "I-I can walk I think or maybe just limp over". Looking into the boy eyes Fumiko decides against better judgement and will let the boy limp the few meters as to not agitate him.
Wakatoshi left his grandmother alone with the boy to set up the bath and get some clothes for him. He got him an old hoodie from his former school and some sweatpants with fluffy socks. He also decided to boil some water for tea, in case the boy wants some.
Re-entering the living room he can see that the boy is awake again and talking with his grandmother about walking to the bathroom, not quiet happy Wakatoshi slowly walks over " Grandma the bath is ready" looking at the boy Wakatoshi continues "if it would be okay I would like to help you getting to the bathroom. It's just across the floor. I don't think it would be good if you agitate your injured leg". looking over to his grandmother to get approval, the elderly women nods. "He's right Tendou-kun. You should take the help". "Between, Wakatoshi this young boy is called Tendou Satori. Be nice to him". "Of course" Wakatoshi nodds.
Offering his hands to Tendou, Wakatoshi hopes he takes the offered help. Looking slightly unsure Tendou hesitates again. He's really scared, but there was no indication that the man bevore him was going to or even wanted to hurt him. If so he wouldn't have brought him to his home.
Looking at Ushijima-san Tendou gets a warm ressuring smile which calms him a llittle. He is reminded about the 'no discussions in this house' statement again. Standing up in pain he takes the larger mans hand to get to the bathroom.
The man called Wakatoshi carfully put his arm around his shoulder. He´s so carefully that Satori feels like glass that would breake if squeezed to hard. He seemed really nice, but even so Tendou was still a little scared. Wakatoshi wasn´t that much larger that Tendou, but he was definetly better built than him. While Satori was more on the lean side the other was pure toned muscle.
When they walked the short distance tot he bathroom Wakatoshi looks at him and says in a soft voice "I put a change of clothes next to the sink. You can take whatever products you need. Towels hang on the left side and the door is lockable from the inside, so you don't need to worry that someone comes in. Call me if you need anything. I'm in the living room with my grandmother". And with that he left bevor Satori could even thank him.
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Beeing left alone Satroi locks the door. slowly pulling of the sports jacket from Wakatoshi, Satori looks into the mirror. `No wonder my face hurts like a bitch´ he thinks to himself. His face is wollen and blue. His left eye is nearly swollen shut and thats not even all. Looking down he can see bruises on his neck and torso. Pulling down the sweatpants he can already feel wetness between his legs. Carfully touching, he realises he is still bleading a little. Looking at his hand he begins to tremble again and feels tears rolling down his face. Felling the bruises he´s remembered of what happend to him. How Suguru attacked him from behind near the grocery store, how ge got dragged begind it and how he got beaten up. Loosing consciousness after a punch to his temple. He regained his consciousnees midway, when Suguru had his way with him. He screamed at him to stop, but got his lights knocked out again bevor he really could do anything.
Bevor he can even blink he´s barfing into the toilet, gripping the white porcelan so hard, that his knuckles turn white. He trys to come down, to not drown in his anxiousness or barf again. He somehow can get up again and makes his way into the big bathtub.
Lowering himself down, he feels his wounds burning from the heat and grimaces from the pain. He absolutely doesn´t want to go to the hospital, but he´s pretty sure something ripped down there. He isn´t dumb enough to risk a inflammation. “The elderly woman, Ushijima-San seemed really nice“ he muses. “Maybe i should take her offer, what could i alone even do, i don´t even have a place to stay“ he mumbles.
When Satori feels himself warmed up enough, he trys to get out oft he tub. What turns out, isn´t easy with a sprained foot. After nearly tripping two times he gets out safely and puts the clothes on Wakatoshi left for him. They are really comfortable, but a little lose on him. Looking down on himself “Seems like they belong to the Ushijima boy“ Tendou says to no one. Leaving the socks off he turns towards the door.
Unlocking the door Satori steps out oft he bathroom and can see how the man stands up right away to help him. Offering his arm he says “let me help you to the living room“. Tendou´s calmer than bevor and just takes the arm “Thank you Ushijima-San“. “Wakatoshi is fine. With my dad and grandmother living here it would be confusing to call us all `Ushijima-San´ you know“ he offers. “Oh, uhm…Okay. Then you can call me Satori too“.
Arriving in the livingroom Fumiko puts some fresh tea and snacks infront of Tendou. “Here dear, drink some tea and eat something, you´re to thin for my liking. Also i overheard you and Wakatoshi talking. He is right with the `Ushijima-San´. And as i take it, that you will be staying here a little longer, with your feet being injured, just call me Fumiko or Grandma, whatever you like“ she offers. Taking the tea, Tendou blushes a little at how much warmt the woman is willing to give.
He isn´t used to something like that. “Thank you very much Fumiko-San, but i really shouln´t be here longer than nessesary. I don´t want to bother you, and you don´t even know me“. Shaking her head She conters “Boy, i told you bevore `no discussions in this house´. So you will stay as long as needed. Also you said you don´t have a place to return to. Do you think i will let you freez to death outside?! I don´t think so. And as fort he `don´t know you part´, with your feet looking like that we will have enough time so get to know each other“. Knowing his Grandmothers antics Wakatoshi just chuckles. “Now drink your tea, eat something and then Wakatoshi will bring you to your room“.
Tendou do´s as told. Even if he wanted to discuss, he doesn´t have enough energy for that and he is pretty sure Fumiko-San is a tough opponend to take town. So standing up again Ushiji-, Wakatoshi helps him get to `his room´as Fumiko called it.
“Just so you know, winning against my Grandmother is like winning in the lottery. I don´t know even one other person as resolute as her, but she means well. Now take a rest and sleep. In the moring we will take you to the hospital. If you need something my room is just down the floor on the left side. Goodnight Satori-San“. Blinking up at the bulit man bevor him, Tendou is somehow really thankful that he was the one who found him in that shit place behind the grocery store. “Thank you Wakatoshi-san, good night“. Nodding Wakatoshi leaves Satori alone.
Stepping inside the guestroom, he is greeted with a large bed and big windows. The room is heated and gives a comforting vibe. Getting a little emotional, because even this room is somehow better that anything he knows, he lays down and cries himself to sleep.