𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙎𝙐𝙉𝙎𝙀𝙏 ; bokuaka

KEIJI’S EYES MET THE SMALL AND scared gold orbs that were on the small boy. His father standing next to him with a gun. “P-please... D-don’t..” The small Aisuru pleaded tears rolling down his face. The older Akaashi holding the gun up and aiming. “D-daddy..?” Keiji said pulling on his shirt. “Why..? Why would you kill him..?” He asked.

“He’s never even had a chance yet... It’s not his fault he was born one.” Keiji said. His dad putting the gun down and sighing. “Shit..” The older Akaashi sighing. He put the gun back over his shoulder and went to pick the Aisuru up.

The child scooting back slightly. Keiji slowly walked up and held his hand out. “We aren’t gonna hurt you. ” Keiji said with a tiny, but soft smile. The Aisuru listened and touched the other boy’s hand. They all soon heard snapping twigs and snarling. “Keiji let’s go.” His father said grabbing him and the Aisuru and dashing.

They came to a shed and the father unlocked the door. The lights coming on the small Aisuru scared to come in. Keiji grabbing the boy’s hand again and led him inside. “What’s your name?” Keiji’s father asked. “K-koutarou... B-bokuto..” The gold eyes male said shyly. “You’re welcome to stay, but be warned. If you try anything. I won’t hesitate to shoot.” He said. Koutarou nodded and shook slightly. “I-I won’t sir..” He said.

“Keiji take him to get cleaned up.” He said. Keiji nodded and took Koutarou into a white room with a bathtub, sink, and toilet. Koutarou was completely unknown to his new surroundings. “Go ahead and take your clothes off. I can turn the bath on and you can wear some of mine!” Keiji said. Koutarou nodded and hesitantly took his ripped shirt off.

Keiji’s eyes widened seeing the feathers fall. The wings almost touching the ground next. Koutarou looked away. Almost like he wanted to cry. “A bird?” Keiji questioned. “Owl,” Koutarou mumbled quietly. Keiji’s eyes almost shimmered. “They’re so pretty!” He said making Koutarou slightly jump and his wings fluttering up. Showing the dark grey and black feathers.

“I’ll go get the clothes real quick,” Keiji said turning the bath on. Koutarou was confused. He didn’t know what to do. This was his first time being in a modern home. Keiji came back in with two pairs of clothes. “I grabbed the larger ones for you!” He said. It was a black shirt with little blue flowers spreading across it and a pair of white shorts.

Koutarou nodded. Keiji stripped himself of his own clothes. “We’ll bath together!” He said. Koutarou watched Keiji lift himself over the edge into the water. Koutarou fluttered his wings into a small flap that lifted him over the edge of the tub.

Slowly he let himself into the warm water. He relaxed almost instantly. His wings twitching slightly. Keiji giggled. Koutarou’s golden orbs watch the younger male. He was almost memorized by him. Like he had some type of hold on him.

Koutarou watched as he grabbed a bottle that was sitting in a ledge corner. He opened the bottle and put a little of the contents in his hand. “Turn around real quick!” Keiji said. Koutarou nodded and turned. He felt warm hands touch his messy hair. The sudden touch making him jump slightly.

He relaxed after a moment or two. The hand massaging the soap into the hair. “Your hair is so fluffy!” Keiji said. “Fluffy?” Koutarou questioned. “Keiji you have to realize that he doesn’t understand everything.” His father said coming into the bathroom seeing the two boys.

His eyes widened at the twitching of his wings. “An owl. They’re rare of what I’m told.” Keiji’s father said looking at them. Koutarou nodded quietly. Not knowing what to talk about.

The father helped the two clean up and got Koutarou changed into the clothes that fitted him. Well, the shirt was a little tight on his wings, but Koutarou didn’t mind. “Hey Bokuto.” Keiji’s father, who introduced himself as Iwiko, called to the small Aisuru.

“What are the people of your pack like?” He asked. “They’re kind. No one really gets violent unless they’re hunting for food.” Koutarou said. “They’ve never gotten violent to hunters. Not even when the hunters hurt us.” Koutarou said. Iwiko was surprised. He had never known a pack of Aisurus to not get violent on hunters like himself.

He still has a scar that was leading up one of his legs from one. Koutarou yawned gently. “Bout time for bed boys,” Iwiko said. Keiji nodded as he yawned himself. “Bokuto you don’t mind sleeping in the same room as Keiji do you?” Iwiko asked. Koutarou shook his head. The father left the two boys into Keiji’s room. Keiji laid under his covers of the bed. His father setting up a small futon for the other.

Tucking both boys in, he shut the light off. “Good night.” He said closing the door. Koutarou fell asleep feeling safe.

- x -

Years passed. One day Iwiko never came back. Koutarou and Keiji were only 8 and 9 at the time, but somehow someone always left supplies and food at the door every week for the boys to survive. The two always needed each other. Koutarou promised to keep Keiji safe no matter what. Even if he had to give his life.

Keiji and Koutarou grew to be close brothers. Well for a short year...

When Keiji was only 9. Koutarou disappeared and left the boy on his own. Some hunters found Keiji and took him to an orphanage. Keiji always thought that Koutarou had died, but he kept the two things Koutarou left him.

An old rose necklace and the note reading;

I’m sorry Keiji. I know you won’t forgive me, but I had to. Hunters were surrounded and I didn’t want you to be hurt. I’m doing this to protect you.

No name was on the note.