[Wataru is grabbed, and he struggles, tries to put up a fight, but now the actual fear is setting in and his logical brain tries to think survival instead of winning. Neither looks like an option. Is this how he'll die for Eichi, this time? Without him even there to say goodbye? Without so much as a last look at him?
The notion terrifies Wataru, in large part because he swore to Eichi one day that he wouldn't get into trouble, that he wouldn't put himself in dangerous situations because that way maybe he'd avoid death more easily. This... he's a disappointment to Eichi... He's going to be taken away from him. He'll never get the future he so desperately tried to grab.
And the man's words make him gasp, though the next thing he registers is a hand in his hair. He glares up defiantly, about to make a remark, but his head is jerked down and the knee lands right where it's aimed. He'd meant to put up a better fight, but it was impossible.
Hacking, trying not to vomit up everything in his stomach, Wataru doubles over, still held up slightly by the grip of both men.]
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The notion terrifies Wataru, in large part because he swore to Eichi one day that he wouldn't get into trouble, that he wouldn't put himself in dangerous situations because that way maybe he'd avoid death more easily. This... he's a disappointment to Eichi... He's going to be taken away from him. He'll never get the future he so desperately tried to grab.
And the man's words make him gasp, though the next thing he registers is a hand in his hair. He glares up defiantly, about to make a remark, but his head is jerked down and the knee lands right where it's aimed. He'd meant to put up a better fight, but it was impossible.
Hacking, trying not to vomit up everything in his stomach, Wataru doubles over, still held up slightly by the grip of both men.]
Stop...