Sound Two: Voices

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"Uwwghh!....nnn!" Aoba let out a soft cry as a rough delinquent started pulling at his long, blue locks.
The boy let a cruel chuckle escape his bruised lips, he looked like he got into fights often- it scared Aoba.
"That's so weird! You can feel with your hair, what an ugly girl!" he laughed out loud, tears pooled up in Aoba's eyes.
The strong agonising stinging sensation that was running throughout his hair was driving him to the point where he wanted to completely burst into pitiful tears.
The next thing he knew the boy that was pulling at his hair had a familiar hand gripping tightly at his wrist.
Koujaku.
"It's not nice to call a girl ugly or to make a girl cry!" Koujaku exclaimed before his clenched knuckles made contact with the young males cheek, sending him flying into the air before he landed roughly onto the ground, his skin grazed and stinging from the concrete below him.
Koujaku stood in front of Aoba with a fierce expression in his eyes, this made the wounded male run off screaming in terror.
Koujaku stood his ground before he turned around to little Aoba who had a single tear running down his face.
Koujaku cupped his face wiping the tear away "Hey you don't need to cry anymore he's gone,did he hurt you anywhere?" he asked with kind eyes.
Aoba sniffled softly "I-I-I'm not crying" Aoba hiccupped, Koujaku let out a soft chuckle with a smile on his face "You're right"

Aoba opened his eyes as he stared blankly at the pale ceiling, he had been like this for a while now.
Despite they had a guest over his close childhood friend, Koujaku.
Without a word he walked past Granny and walked up stairs before locking himself up in his room, he knew he was going to worry Granny and Koujaku but he just wanted to relax and think everything through.
He wasn't going to let Mink run away from parent hood, from there baby- there responsibility.
"So much for taking responsibility for your actions, Mink" he sighed with a small frown.
A soft knock at his bedroom door interrupted his muttering.
"Aoba, are you alright-can I come in?" Koujaku's voice asked through the other side of the door,Aoba was silent for a moment before he got up himself and let him in.
Koujaku walked in sitting down at the foot of his bed,while Aoba closed the door and sat down at the head of the bed.
"You know you can tell me anything Aoba,did something happen at work today?" Koujaku questioned with curious eyes.
"No,it's.......Koujaku I'm...I-I'm pregnant with Mink's child....." Aoba said in a soft voice his eyes falling down to his hands that were sweating heavily.
Koujaku's mouth gaped,his red eyes widening in shock "S-Seriously.....? How can you be-" ,"I didn't think it was possible either but Granny got me tested and I'm definitely pregnant with his child....." Aoba said in a soft voice a small frown.
"Cheer up.If you need me at anytime I'm here for you, now go clean up -it smells like dinner should be ready in a few minutes" Koujaku said with a smile,Aoba nodded his head his small frown turning into a small smile- he could still enjoy being a family with these guys pregnant or not.
Aoba gathered his change of clothes before making his way down stairs into the shower, turning the hot and cold water taps on to balance things out- before he stepped in gently running his hands through his blunette mullet.
Allowing the hot water to rush down every inch of his body his mind started drifting as he kept thinking back to what happened between hi and Mink.
'Why did he kiss me if he's just going to leave...or does he feel the same way that I do?' Aoba questioned himself, letting out a sigh everything was a mess.
He really needed to clear his mind.

While Aoba was in the shower cleaning himself up Koujaku was thinking quietly to himself in his bedroom, before he came to a conclusion on how to help him out.

It wasn't long before Aoba was out of the shower completely dressed in his night wear and Koujaku, Granny and Aoba assembled at the dining table to feast.
Koujaku and Aoba let out a satisfied sigh in unison as Aoba rubbed his stomach gently,he was eating for two people now.
"Thank you for the meal Tae-san that was delicious as expected " Koujaku grinned excusing himself from the table taking his and Aoba's dishs,earning a soft thank you from Aoba.
"Was it?" she questioned with closed eyes as she sipped quietly at her green tea.

The two young men then made there way upstairs to Aoba's bedroom.
Koujaku made his way to the veranda pulling out a cigarette and a lighter, smoke drifting around his figure.
Koujaku let out a relaxed sigh escape his lips as he looked off into the distance at the wall of the next building, soft tapping noises got his attention he turned around to see Ren tapping at the glass with his paws- ash tray in mouth.
Koujaku's lips curled up into a smile before he opened the door a little, enough to let Ren in.
"Hmm? What's Aoba doing, he usually brings it out for me....not that I'm complaining" Koujaku grinned picking up the ashy tray and tapping his cigarette on the side.
"He told me he wanted you to use an ash tray but he didn't want to breath in the smoke since it could present harm for the child" Ren explained sitting by Koujaku's feet.
His eyes widening slightly "He really does love this baby.....even if it is his....." Koujaku muttered softly, letting out an annoyed puff of smoke.
Ren was speechless he couldn't speak honestly on Aoba's feelings so he stayed silent.
In a matter of minutes Koujaku had finished his cigarette letting the night breeze carry the smell of smoke away before he and Ren returned inside .
Koujaku looked over to Aoba who was calmly reading a magazine on his bed, he took a seat beside him placing his hand on the blunettes looking him dead in the eyes, Aoba placed the magazine down "I'm sorry for causing you trouble Aoba...I didn't mean too but well.......I...I want to step in as your child's father, that guy left you didn't he......he didn't even tell you beforehand and the baby needs a father don't you think-" before he could go on tears started rushing down Aoba's face.
"A...A-Aoba......" Koujaku embraced the blunette bringing him into a warm, kind embrace.
Aoba's shaky hands clawed into his back, it was so painful to hear it-his memories flowing back to him.
"K-K.....Koujaku......h-hah...why did this have to happen...." Aoba cried his voice broken and cracked, his eyes becoming blood shot.
A frown curled down on Koujaku's face, this was a rough time for him and he couldn't really do anything that was the reality- and it made him feel so helpless.
"I.....I don't know....but...you really love him don't you? If I was in your position I would run after him until he gave up......I don't want you to over do it for the sake of the baby but maybe you should....find him and show him how you feel, how you really do want to spend your life with him....." Koujaku said in a soft voice, rubbing his back gently -rubbing his fingers around in circle on his shoulder blades.
Aoba took in every word before long his tears stopped and he pulled away from Koujaku putting on a brave smile, the corners of his lips twitching slightly.
"T-Thank you Koujaku.....I'm sorry for being such a mess" Aoba said wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.
"We all have those rough days, like I said I'll always be here for you if you need any support, remember you can rely on me" Koujaku said with a small smile cupping his face.
Aoba gave a small nod to show he understood, Koujaku looked over to the digital clock that sat on the side cabinet showing .:10:48:. -
"That's the time already! We should get some sleep, it's late-Goodnight Aoba, remember take it easy, okay?" Koujaku smiled standing up from the bed,playing it off like nothing in the last couple of minutes had happened.

Koujaku left the room before Aoba gently layed himself down staring up at the ceiling thinking about Mink, 'Does he really love me or did he really just think of me as a tool.....but then why would he kiss me, was he testing me?' Aoba thought to himself with a sigh.

He could still hear it in his head, Mink's voice.



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