Forbidden Love

Before we start, this is my side of mine and PoldeyLove collaboration. She’s been doing the art work to go with this story.
Aki is my own character and he belongs to me. Yuu is PoldeyLove own character, and belongs to her.
This is a yaoi story, and YuuxAki is the main couple.
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I ducked, as another plate was tossed at my blonde-haired head, as my mother screamed with rage. She was drunk again, and blaming all of hers and my Fathers money problems on me, as always. “You lousy little fucker! I hate you, you were a mistake! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!!”  I know she hates me, when she’s sober, she says she is sorry for how she acts, but she never is. Drunks don’t lie.

I was getting so sick of this routine; I always behaved, never stepped a foot out of line. But they always held me responsible for everything that went wrong in their lives.  They could never take the blame for anything.

I ground my teeth together, as I dodged yet another plate and shielded my eyes as it shattered from the impact of hitting the wall behind me.

That is it! I have had enough of taking this bullshit, I don’t deserve this crap! I can sense the anger, the resentment stirring within me and I wasn’t going to hold it back like all the other times.

I stood up from my crouched position, towering over my mother’s small form. I wasn’t the tallest guy, I was only five foot nine inches, but I stood tall against my short mother. Heatedly, I grabbed her scrawny wrist that held another plate, in a harsh clasp. She thrashed about, trying to release her captured hand, her wide blue eyes starring fearfully into my own threatening orbs.

Snatching the plate from her hand, I chucked it to the floor, and watched as my terrified mother flinched as it smashed. Tightening my grasp on her wrist, I pulled her closer to me, and leaned down to her height. “I’ve had enough of taking shit from you, mother. Stop blaming me for everything, stop being violet towards me!” By the time I let her go, she was in tears, her breathing coming in ragged pants.

I moved away from her, leaning against the kitchen door, as my sobbing mother sat down at the kitchen table.  I looked up, as my father walked in; I took after him the most, I had the same blonde hair and ivory skin as he did. I got my midnight blue eyes from my mother.

My father hurriedly scanned the kitchen; broken glass was all over the place, a few chairs knocked over and my mother, crying hysterically. He turned his vicious hazel eyes onto me; I could see the hatred in his eyes. “What the fuck is wrong with you Aki?! Why have you done this?” He hissed out, clutching his fists as he stalked towards me.

I stood up to my mother and I wasn’t going to back down now, I looked up, directly into the furious eyes of my father. “I didn’t do anything, father. Mother is drunk again, and she started screaming at me, and chucking plates at my head! The only thing I did was seize her wrist, tell her to back down and take a plate off of her! I’m not going to allow her keep on chucking objects at me.”

Before I had a chance to bat an eyelid, my father’s fist smashed into my jaw. I stumbled back, nursing my now dislocated jaw with my right hand. I glared hard at them both, spitting out a tooth my father had knocked loose. “Fine. Since you hate me so much, I’ll leave; you can’t blame shit on me then.” I ignored the painful twinge from my jaw as I spoke; I wasn’t going to stay here any longer.

I gave my mother once final glance, before shoving passed my father. I knew this day would come sooner or later and I had already packed the possessions that meant the most to me. Slinging my Misfits bag over my shoulder, I hastily glided to the front door.

I turned the door knob, flinging the door open and slammed it shut behind me. I wasn’t going to go back, even though I had nowhere else to go. Anywhere was better than being there, nothing but bad memories’ came from that house.
Shaking my head, I broke out into a sprint, pulling my baby-pink hoodie tighter around my shuddering body. I hadn’t noticed how chilly it was, the wind was harsh, ice-cold and stung my eyes and cheeks, like frozen needles.
  
My pace slowed down, as it got darker, since there were fewer streetlights. It was around eight at night now, and the sky was a mixture or dark-blues and gray, making it harder to see.  I could vaguely make out the old bridge, and dashed towards it.

When I finally got there, I sat on the floor and leaned against the old stone walls, pulling my knees up to my chest. I shivered involuntary; it was even colder now than what it was before, when I exhaled, I could see my breath clearly.

I looked up, as I felt something wet touch my nose. The little streetlight on the bridge illuminated the snowflakes beautifully, as they shimmered like crystals. I couldn’t help smiling, despite the searing pain from my jaw, the snow always managed to lift my spirit when I was feeling down.

“Hey, what are you doing down there, shouldn’t you be at home? It’s going to be a very cold night.” I jumped as I heard the gorgeous voice. It was smooth, like silk and left me wanting to hear it again and again.

I looked up, to see who was talking to me and when my blue eyes clashed with mint-green, I swear my heart stalled for a moment. He was beautiful. I found myself lost for words as my stunned eyes took in his appearance.

His pale skin stood out in the light, his dark-blue hair looked soft to the touch and it was lightly dusted with snowflakes. His eyes were pools of mint-green and when in caught in the light, they shimmered an icy-blue colour. I could tell instantly that he was about six foot in height, and his body was lean.

“Are you done checking me out yet? He laughed, as I blush bright red. Standing up, I shook my hair, ridding it of all the frozen snow.

“Yep, I’m done checking you out, for now at least.” I laughed lightly as he grinned, taking my smaller hand into his larger one. “I’m Hamazaki Aki” I said politely and smiled. He nodded and smiled back at me, before letting my hand drop. I immediately wanted to slip my hand back into his big, warm one, but I’m pretty sure that would have freaked him out.

“So, what you doing here? It’s too cold to be outside tonight” He asked me, sounding concerned.  I couldn’t lie to him, even if I wanted to.

“I ran away from home. My parents detest me.” I answered, shrugging my shoulders. “I favour being out in the cold than being with them.” It was the truth, sleeping rough was better than living with people that hated you.

“Well, I not permit you to sleep outside like this, follow me.” He sent me a genuine smile, which sent blood racing to my cheeks. For once, I was thankful for the lack of light, which hid my blush from his view.

I picked up my walking rate, to catch up with him. It didn’t matter that I don’t know his identify; I knew I could trust him. It feels so good to be so carefree after today’s earlier events and I owed that to my mystery friend, that I walked along side in the glistening snow.