Warning this chapter is maybe slightly graphic. It isn't too bad but it may make you cry.

/Yamaguchi's p.o.v./

It was the next school day after the party and for once I was actually smiling as I walked onto campus, anxious to see Tsuki again.

"Hi Yamaguchi!" Hinata chirped as he and Kageyama joined me.

"Hey guys." I greeted.

"You seem oddly happy today." Kageyama pointed out.

"Uh?" I looked to the side letting my smile drop slightly. "I guess..."

"Bakayama now he isn't smiling as much anymore!" Hinata shouted at his friend desperately.

"How is that my fault?!" He snapped back.

I laughed slightly at the pair of them. "You guys always find something to fight about don't you? It's surprising you still stay so close."

Hinata's cheeks reddened slightly a pout formed on his face as he looked to the side. "We aren't that close..." he muttered quietly.

"Hm..." Kageyama growled looking in the complete opposite direction.

Who do they honestly think they're kidding? I just shook my head as we walked to class now in a semi-awkward silence, well only awkward for them, the smile never left my face.

-&-

"Hello Yamaguchi." Tsuki greeted me before I walked into the lunch room.

"Oh Tsuki!" I felt the smile start to come back. "You weren't here this morning I thought maybe you were sick?"

"No, we just had car problems." He replied and then smirked brushing my cheek with his knuckles. "What... where you worried about me or something?"

I felt myself blush and had to look away, praying no one would see us. "I guess, maybe a little..."

He chuckled slightly. "Cute."

"Yama! Come on!" Hinata called from inside the cafeteria at our normal table.

"I should probably go..." I took a few steps toward the door. I then looked back smiling so brightly my eyes closed. I gave a little wave. "See ya~" when I opened my eyes I saw that he was looking at me strangely almost like he was somewhat shell-shocked. I looked at him in confusion. "What's wrong?"

He cleared his throat, suddenly avoiding my gaze and rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "Nothing. See you." He then walked away.

That was weird... hr seemed to react like that to my smile... I wonder why?

-&-

It was now the last class of my day and it just so happened to be a physical education day, and much to my dismay we weren't playing volleyball. It was basketball, which by the way, I suck at. It didn't help that my bullies two right hand men just so happened to be there and would heckle me or just shove me down every chance they could without the teacher seeing.

To say the least I was just glad that the game was over, even though my team didn't win. Not that I cared it was only a class.

I had waited for most of the others to leave the locker room before I decided to go in and get dressed. It's not like I really needed to since I was going to practice anyway, but I had to get into at least my jersey I suppose, and then head to the other gymnasium where practice was held.

I pulled my sweaty t-shirt off over my head and then opened the locker my things were in.

"Well look here the pathetic commoner decided to wait till everyone left ." A voice behind me chuckled. "What's the matter did you think you were avoiding us?"

I stiffened slightly when I heard the voice of one of the bullies that had been messing with me during the game.

"Hey bro check it out not only does his face have those blotchy freckles, but they are on his back to, how gross." The other said.

I looked behind me feeling a twinge go through my heart at the words, like and old wound opening back up.

"Ew you're totally right." He agreed them both coming closer. "I dare you to touch one."

"Fine." The other shrugged.

I tried not to jump as I felt his finger jab into a spot in my back.

"Awe look he reacts, their like buttons on an ugly robot." The other laughed.

They then both started to roughly poke at my back.

I shivered. "P-please stop..."

"Why should we, hm? We've asked you to stay away multiple times and you've never listened. In fact I think it's about time we gave you a proper punishment." He retaliated. "Say bro do you have that pencil with you? The expensive mechanical one with the metal tip."

"I do why?" The other asked with an evil smile.

"I think it's the me then play one of my favorite games." The other sneered. "Connect the dots."

The Suddenly both grabbed my arms  turning me around and pinning me onto one of the benches.

I widened my eyes fear suddenly completely taking me over. "Stop please!" I felt tears building up in their ducks and desperately tried to hold them in.

Then it came the sharp pain scratching against my back like a knife, except worse because the tool they were using was duller than any blade making them mercilessly have to try harder.

I bit my lip stifling a scream as the tears finally broke free as they continued. I knew it was hopeless... I couldn't overpower both of them if I tried, and no one would be able to hear my screaming from outside. I just had to sit there and take it.

"Please." I managed out this time quieter. "Please stop..."

But they didn't stop.
They just laughed.

-&-

I didn't decide to go to practice... after lying face forward on the cold floor of the locker room for about ten minutes after they left I decided to just go home. After the initial tears of pain I was able to hold in any more crying on the train ride, and even as I approached my house, but it was getting indefinitely harder to hold it in. The new unwanted carvings in my back stung so painfully I couldn't even sit properly, and when a lady had brushed it on her way out of the train I had to bite my lip so hard not to cry out that I swear I drew a bit of blood.

I slowly walked up the concrete steps leading to my front door and turned the knob slowly entering into the house. Flora was visible in the hallway on the landline phone connected to the wall.

"No I'm sorry I don't think he did come home. Oh wait he just walked in." She said and then her eyes briefly landed on me. "Yamaguchi, Tsukishima is on the pho- hey, Yamaguchi wait!"

I didn't wait, I ran up the stairs. I couldn't wait anymore. I couldn't talk to Tsuki I couldn't talk to Flora I just needed to hide away my pathetic self. I ran into my room shutting my door behind me.

I could still here Flora's muffled voice below. "I don't know, he just ran up to his room. I'm worried. Okay yes that's fine. Goodbye."

-&-

It had to be a little less than a half hour later when I heard the doorbell ring and Flora answer it.

"Thank you for getting here so quickly he's upstairs, I've tried to get him to come out but he won't." She explained.

"Thanks, I've got this." Tsuki's voice sounded and then a set of footsteps quickly came up the stairs. He knocked at my door. "Yamaguchi?"

I didn't answer I just sat there on the floor knees pulled to my chest and face buried in them.

I heard him twist the doorknob, which I had left unlocked, and step in closing it again behind him. "Yama?" His voice was now clear and he didn't hesitate to walk over and kneel down to me. "What's wrong? When you weren't at practice Hinata started panicking saying he had known that you were at school and should be coming. We called your parents and Flora and no one had seen you. What happened?"

I once again didn't answer and stayed glued to my position. I didn't even bring my head up to look at him. I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

He move to sit my my side and place a hand to my shoulder. "Yamagu-" he suddenly cut himself off like his breath had caught in his throat. "I that... blood?"

I felt my fingers tighten their grip on my sweatpants, and I shifted slightly. So I was now unfolded, but I still refused to look at him and kept my eyes on the other wall.

He slowly and carefully lifted the back of my T-shirt. "Oh my God." He seemed absolutely appalled. He clenched his fists in anger. "Who did this?"

I couldn't hold it back anymore I suddenly burst into tears sobbing quietly. "Wh-what d-does it m-matter?" I could hardly speak through the sniffs and hiccups. "I-I probably d-deserved..." I couldn't even finish.

"Yama..." he moved in front of me looping am arm around my waist and pulling me into an embrace, making sure to be careful. He cupped my cheek tilting my head up to meet his eyes. He looked like he was hurt just my seeing my pain. He gently used his thumb to wipe away some of my tears. "You don't deserve it. You never have."

That gentleness... he's showing it again... this is the most of it I've ever seen. I would say it's just pity, but the hurt in his eyes proves that wrong. "Tsuki." I whispered before completely burying myself into him as I cried.

The physical sting didn't go away, but I felt, at least if only for that moment, the pain in my heart started to fade.

Hey guys, I warned you... :( poor Yama. Like how f*cked up are those kids? Sadly there are people like that in the world, we just have to try and change that :) I'm sorry if I made you cry. Vote and comment, bye!
                     -Hannah😋