Painful Secrets: Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen:

Nowaki placed a hand on the wall to support himself, gasping for air. Miyagi turned his attention to the young doctor, surprise and urgency written across his face.

"You did? What are they!" He cried, oblivious to the fact Nowaki couldn't speak at that current moment in his desperation to find out what happened to Shinobu. Kamijou reserved a sigh, shaking his head slightly.

"Miyagi, how about we let Nowaki catch his breath and hear what Akihiko knows first?" He suggested, glancing over at Nowaki, who was still panting. Miyagi turned to Kamijou, pausing before nodding slightly. He then turned to look at Akihiko expectedly. Akihiko stared back at him, not saying anything.

"Well? What happened to Shinobu?" Miyagi snapped, starting to lose his patience. Akihiko continued to stare at him for a moment before finally opening his mouth and speaking.

"He was raped."

The entire room seemed to freeze for a moment. Miyagi stared at Akihiko in shock, his breathing stopping momentarily. Even Kamijou looked shocked. Akihiko raised his eyebrow, slightly confused. "Why do you look so shocked? From what you've told me of how he's been acting, and even from what I've seen of him, it's not that big of a surprise." Miyagi didn't reply, instead he collapsed into one of the chairs at the dining room table. He hid his face in his hands, shaking his head slowly. Akihiko watched him quietly, surprised that the older man had no clue what had happened. "You really had absolutely no idea?"

"I... I didn't know he'd been raped. That was the last thing I expected. Why didn't I notice it sooner..?" Miyagi murmured the last part, entangling his fingers in his hair.

"Well, Kamijou didn't notice either, so it wasn't just you." Akihiko said in a pathetic attempt to make Miyagi feel a little better.

"But I should have noticed! I'm around him more! You noticed, and you only just saw him today! So why didn't I! Do I really pay that little attention to him!" Miyagi had raised his voice, and was now glaring up at Akihiko. Akihiko, who was unfazed by Miyagi's yelling, shrugged.

"Well then, I guess you figured out the problem. So now you know what to improve on." Miyagi's hands clenched into fists, and he started shaking slightly. Kamijou noticed this and turned Akihiko's attention away from the Professor, before he said something that would provoke the older man even more.

"Akihiko, who exactly, um, raped him..?" Akihiko turned to look at Kamijou, tilting his head.

"Who? Oh, I have no idea, he didn't tell me." Miyagi's and Kamijou's eyes widened at this.

"And you didn't think to ask him!" Miyagi yelled, standing up. Akihiko glared at him.

"I was told to find out what happened to him, not who did it." Miyagi glared back at Akihiko, his anger and frustration rising. Neither of them noticed Nowaki walk over to Kamijou and whisper something into the older man's ear, an apologetic look on his face. Kamijou nodded, a slight frown creasing his forehead. Nowaki kissed Kamijou's cheek, much to the older man's dismay, before hurrying out of the apartment. Kamijou turned his attention back to Miyagi and Akihiko, who were still glaring at each other.

"Um, you two?" Miyagi slowly turned to look at Kamijou, crossing his arms with a glare still set on his face. Akihiko also looked at Kamijou, raising his eyebrow. "Can you two stop glaring at each other, please? It's not getting you anywhere." Akihiko shrugged, while Miyagi just turned his gaze to the ground.

"Where's Nowaki?" Miyagi suddenly asked, noticing the young doctor's absence.

"Oh, he had to go to work. It was an emergency. He told me to tell you that the test result was the same as what Akihiko said." Kamijou replied. Miyagi sighed, falling back into a dining chair.

"Oh, Miyagi." Miyagi turned to glare at Akihiko again.

"What?" He snapped, his arms stiffening and drawing even closer to his body.

"You may want to go see Shinobu; he thinks you're going to hate him now." Miyagi's eyes widened, again, and after a moment's hesitation he quickly stood up and turned, leaving the dining room. Kamijou sighed, glancing at Akihiko.

"He honestly didn't tell you who attacked him?" He asked.

"If he had I would've said so." Akihiko replied, his tone bored. Kamijou sighed, leaning his head against the wall. "Hey, why do you care so much about what happened to the kid?" Kamijou looked back at Akihiko, surprised by the question.

"Um, I don't know... I guess I somehow got involved in the whole situation, so of course I'm going to worry." Akihiko made an 'hm' sound. "What?" Kamijou snapped, irritated.

"It's just not like you to get involved in other people's problems. I'm surprised, that's all." Akihiko smiled at his friend, ruffling his hair. Kamijou sighed, closing his eyes.

"Idiot..." He muttered, turning his head away. Akihiko laughed quietly before looking out the window at the setting sun.

"I wonder if Misaki's okay..." He murmured. Kamijou shrugged, also looking out the window. Akihiko sighed before sitting down at the dining table, yawning. Kamijou stifled a yawn, sitting on the floor against the wall and lightly dozing off.

O.O.O.O.O

Miyagi hesitated outside his bedroom door. Despite the fact he desperately wanted to go in and see Shinobu, he was slightly scared to. If what Akihiko said was true, and Shinobu did think he hated him, the teen probably wouldn't talk to him. Miyagi shook his head, trying to shake his fears away, before he pushed open the door and entered the room. He scanned the room, taking a moment to find Shinobu. He finally noticed a lump underneath the covers of his bed and walked slowly over to the bed.

"Shinobu-chin..?" The lump underneath the covers quivered, pulling the comforters tighter around it. Miyagi sighed, sitting on the bed. "Shinobu-chin, please come out." He tugged lightly on the comforter, making a tiny attempt to pull the comforter off of Shinobu. He saw Shinobu shake his head under the blanket, and held back a sigh. He yanked on the comforter again, a little harder this time. He noticed Shinobu's grip on it loosen, and he quickly jerked the rest of it off, revealing the teen. He was curled up in a ball, facing downward. His shoulders were trembling, and his hands were on the back of his neck, his fingers interlaced. "Shinobu-chin..."

"I-I-I'm so s-so-sorry!" Shinobu sobbed, curling further into himself. Miyagi frowned, reaching over and wrapping his arms around Shinobu. He quickly pulled the teen into his lap before Shinobu could attempt to escape, wrapping his arms around his tightly.

"Shh, it's okay, you don't need to apologize. You've done nothing wrong." He murmured softly, running his fingers through Shinobu's hair. Shinobu sniffled, making a few futile attempts to push the older man away from him before he gave up and buried his face in Miyagi's chest.

"I-I don't u-understand," Shinobu whispered after a while, continuing to hide his face in Miyagi's chest. "W-why aren't you a-angry? Why aren't you t-telling me you h-hate m-me?" Miyagi rubbed Shinobu's back comfortingly, kissing the top of his head lightly.

"Because you did nothing wrong. I'm not going to hate you when you didn't do anything. And I'm not going to be angry at you for something you didn't do either." He gently laid Shinobu down, running his fingers through the teen's hair again. "I'm not going to hate you; you don't need to worry about that." Shinobu didn't look convinced, but he didn't argue with the older man. Miyagi smiled weakly, leaning over to kiss Shinobu's forehead lightly. "Now, go to sleep, you need to rest." Shinobu hesitantly nodded slowly, his eyelids starting to droop close. Miyagi carefully climbed off the bed, walking over to the bedroom door. He glanced back to see Shinobu already half asleep, the teen's breathing deep and calm. He carefully crept out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him.

Miyagi walked back into the dining room, noticing Kamijou had fallen into a light sleep, his head resting on his crossed arms, which lay on his knees. He glanced at Akihiko, who was reading a book. Akihiko glanced up at him when he entered the room, the two of them exchanging glares before Miyagi sat down.

"So, did the kid talk to you?" Akihiko asked, his gaze back onto his book. Miyagi raised his eyebrow, mildly confused.

"About what happened? No." Akihiko 'hm'ed again, closing his book.

"Well, good luck on finding whoever did it. I think I'm going to go home now." Akihiko stood up, stretching. Miyagi also stood up, following the younger man to the front door.

"Well, despite how... Annoying you are, I really am grateful for your help." He murmured when Akihiko stood outside the door. Akihiko looked at him blankly for a moment before nodding. He was about to start walking away when the rather loud sound of glass shattering caught both of their attention. Miyagi didn't waste any time in rushing down the hall to the source of the noise. He flung his bedroom door open and rushed inside. He froze, horrified by what he found. The window in his bedroom was broken, glass shards scattered all throughout the room. He searched all throughout the room, his hands getting scratched from the glass from where he got down on his hands and knees to search under the bed. But it was no use. Shinobu was nowhere in sight. Miyagi collapsed against his bed, his face covered by his hands. "Oh god, please no..."