"Yuu!" I cried, trying to reach for his arm, wrist, hand, ANYTHING! I was met with the school hallway's lights glaring in my face. How'd I get here? I tried to sit, expecting all to be normal, but gasped in pain. My back felt like it was on fire. I reached back to touch it, but a long, red, bleeding wound caught my eye instead. My entire face felt puffy and swollen.

W-was I attacked?

No, I couldn't have been. I was just going to help—

Yusei.

Instantly, my pain was ignored. Yusei was my first concern. Mr. Evans and Yusei had left class. Of course, the students all but rioted, but I was alarmed. Waves of sadness were radiating from him. I decided to follow. Or I thought I did. Now, I was in the middle of the hallway bruised and bloody.

"W-what—" I couldn't even finish a sentence. Even talking hurt. I tried propping up on the lockers, but failed. I slumped down, my back hitting every groove on the locker. I resisted groaning each time.

"Hey!" It was a male shout. I froze. I was dead. Kayla, Dial, and everybody would be dead because of me...

"Jack!"

Wait...

"What the hell are you doing in the middle of the hallway?"

I turned my head, sighing in relief when I saw it was Henry.

"That's a good question," I mumbled, more to myself than him. Henry seemed to hear it anyway.

"Well, you're bleeding. Did you get into a fight? What did I—"

"There was no fight, Henry," I interrupt him, weakly raising my hand, hoping he would help me up. He ignored it, of course. "I was just—" I paused, wondering how to word Mr. Evans' abuse towards Yusei. Apparently, I hesitated too long. Henry formed his own opinion.

"It's dealing with that Yusei guy, isn't it?"

I kept silent.

"You know, Jack," Henry continues, beginning to sound smug, "if I didn't know any better, I'd think you'd—"

"I'm going through the Sight again," I blurted, succeeding in shutting him up. It was a bluff that he believed. I didn't want him to continue that sentence. I don't think I could stand it.

"Are you sure?" He asks, staring at me in disbelief. Henry helps me up, finally, and lets me rest on him.

I nod.

"What do you feel like? Have you seen anything? Have you seen Yusei?" He asks these questions in rapid succession, leaving me no time to answer between any of them.

"Calm down!" I exclaim, sighing in exasperation. "I feel like crap. I haven't seen anything at all, not even him."

I was still feeling the same pain as before. I closed my eyes, briefly, hoping the pain would go away. It didn't. If anything, it intensified.

"Yusei's your Sight Partner. It's natural for you to feel this way," He replies with an edge. Something shifted inside of him. "It's imperative that we find him."

I almost smiled. Henry was finally taking a liking to a human!

"I don't want to deal with a deal wolf corpse. It's a tedious burial ritual."

The almost smile was wiped from my face. "Who's to say he's dead, Henry?" I ask. "I bet—" I stopped short. I was weary. I honestly felt...very tired.

Like sleep...

couldn't come...

fast...

enough...

I slowly opened my eyes. The familiar gray void surrounded me.

"Ugh..."

I figured I'd be struggling to get up, so imagine my surprise when I actually got up with ease. I didn't feel broken, or incredibly tired.

"Jack? Is that you?"

I smiled with relief. It was Yusei's voice, no doubt about it. His voice sounded eerie.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, looking around for him. "Where are you?"

"Why do you care?" Yusei's voice was harsh and dejected. Before I could answer, he kept going. "I'm a lost cause. An empty body with no purpose. The only thing stopping me from killing myself is the fact that I won't be properly laid to rest. Disposed, perhaps, like trash."

Yusei's words chilled me to the bone. The worst part was the fact that he was probably correct. Judging by his classmates and lack of a family, he'd get cremated or just thrown on the streets, to rot.

"I'm broken, Jack, and not even you can fix me."

Every word Yusei said was a stab to my heart. It pained me to hear anybody talking down to themselves, but especially him.

Especially.

"But I'm not going to give up on you like everybody else!" I shouted, the void vibrating with my every word.

I was only met with a sad chuckle.

"Do you know what happened to me?"

"No, but—"

"Let me enlighten you then."

Yusei suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. I forced myself to hold back a gasp. Yusei was dressed in all black, from head to toe. Bruises graced his cheek and jaw. I struggled to look into his sharp blue eyes. I tried to read his emotions, but they were blocked by something. Hurt? Anger?

"I was raped Jack. Raped by a man who signed to be my legal guardian. To take care of me." Yusei's voice was dark and chilling. It was like he was waiting to say these words to me. Like these words were specifically directed towards me.

Yusei started circling around me, silently staring me down. Was I supposed to say something back? There's not much to can say after a statement like that.

"It hurt, but not as much as the E he branded on my back. Would you like to see it?"

Before I could protest, Yusei was peeling his shirt off, revealing more scars and welts across his chest and abs. He slowly turned around and I saw the carved E. Four screaming red welts covered his entire back. I blindly reached out and traced the first line, hesitating when Yusei jumped.

"A-ah..."

This voice wasn't dark at all. It sounded like Yusei's normal timid voice. He quickly moved away from me, reverting back to his dark demeanor.

"H-he hit me repeatedly," Yusei said, beginning a bit shaky. That touch obviously broke though to the normal side of him. I needed to touch him again, some how. "Pipes, baseball bats, his bare hands. Whatever was in the storage closet, that's what he used."

"Y-you're in the storage closet?" I ask, stepping forward. I had to keep him talking.

"Yes, but there's no hope for me."

"What do you mean?" I make another cautionary step forward. Yusei was too wrapped up in his own thoughts to notice.

"I'm bleeding to death in a storage closet, Jack. Mr. Evans is gone. Ran off. Coward."

Almost there...

"Jack," Yusei starts, "Do you—"

I quickly grabbed his hips, pulling him close to me. My lips rested on the top of his head.

"Stop!" He exclaimed, but didn't pull away. "W-what are you doing?"

"I'm trying to get my Yuu back."

I pressed my lips on his forehead.

"Please..."

I kissed one of his eyelids, before a tear fell out. This was working. My kisses were working.

"Jack...I'm scared," Yusei whimpered, pressing closer to me. "I don't know where Mr. Evans is, I'm hated at school, I have to place to live..."

I lightly kissed his other eyelid. I sighed before talking.

"I'll protect you, I promise. You can stay with us. Henry won't mind," I say, not completely sure on the last statement, but I could convince him. "We'll find the bastard."

I detached myself from Yusei and handed him back his shirt. When I turned around, he was gone.

"Yuu?" I called, looking around the void. Where'd he go? Before I could search any longer, sharp pains walked through my head. These were excruciating, bringing me to my knees.

My vision turned white.

I awoke to silence. The sheets and covers wrapped around me seemed familiar. The cool cotton felt soothing on my skin. I rubbed my eyes, trying to adjust to my surroundings. Then, I realized, this was my room. Henry, Kayla, or Dial were nowhere to be found, along with the other young ones. I felt a sudden deja vu. Was Henry watching me or waiting for me to wake up? I scanned to room, dispelling my question. Not one single soul was there.

I sat up, feeling absolutely fine, or so I thought. The moment I tried to get out of my bed, I fell to the floor. I cursed; I was still too weak. I instantly heard shuffling, then my door opening. I was just Kayla, carrying a bowl of soup and a drink. When she spotted me on the ground, struggling to get up off of the floor, the tray fell to the floor with a chatter. The soup spilled and the glass of water shattered on impact, sounding like a train wreck.

"Are you okay, Jack?" Kayla asks, carefully stepping over the mess. I nodded, feeling a bit dazed. A low aching headache was starting to develop. She helped me back into the bed with a soft smile. I stared into her eyes, desperately, looking for answers.

There were none.

"I see you're awake," Kayla begins, sitting at the foot of my bed. Her small hands were folded in her lap. "I suppose you want to know about Yusei."

"Yes." I paused. "Well, honestly, I want to know more about my Sight powers."

"Yusei's fine," She replies, causally avoiding the statement about my powers. Why was everybody so touchy-feely about it? It annoyed me to no end. I'll have to research about it. What was wrong with have the Sight!

"Nothing's wrong with it."

I blinked, not realizing that I said my statement out loud.

"Jack...it's just really complicated..."

"How complicated?" I ask, sitting upright in my bed. "Do you think I'm immature, because I am most definitely not. Everybody's touchy on the entire subject!"

"Don't you think I want to tell you about your Sight powers?" Kayla yells. I was stunned into silence. Kayla never yelled at anybody. "I can't Jack. You'll have to ask Henry." She crosses over to the mess and starts picking up the glass and shattered bowl.

I sigh, leaning back again. My mind was too cloudy to think right now.

"I just want to know about Yuu—Yusei." I accidentally said my nickname for him. That was just between he and me alone.

"Henry had to heal him."

I gasped quietly. Henry never had to use his powers. Yusei must've been really critical.

Henry has this power for healing things. He doesn't tell any of us where he received them, or in what way, which left the rest of the pack in speculation. I'd only seen him use his powers one other time, when Dial broke his paw, horsing around. It took him a lot of energy and we couldn't go anywhere for a couple of days. I thought Henry despised humans. Why would he try and save one? Was it because it was the right thing to do?

Or, there was something in it for him?

I didn't know and I didn't care to know. All I cared about was Yusei and his well being.

Which left me wondering why exactly I cared so much.

I pushed my feelings to the darkest corner of my mind.

"I want to see him," I state, slowly getting out of the bed. I stumbled a bit, but got my footing. Kayla silently watched.

"But Henry—"

"I don't care about Henry."

I stepped around Kayla picking up the mess and through the door.

"Last door on the right," She called quietly. Maybe she was tired of Henry too.

I started down the hallway, each step requiring effort and energy. Why did this hallway seem so long?

Because, I thought, Yusei's waiting.

There you guys go. Enjoyed? I hope so! :)

Forgive any mistakes! I did look over this twice and I still might have missed some things.