Abusive Loving Kuroo x Reader [2]

'Hm? What's this?' As your body shifts, you felt this small warmth covering the front of your body, while behind you felt cold and hard. Trying to open your heavy eyelids, you lift your head and look down at your person. 'A blanket?' You were confused. Trying to travel back to previous event's until it hit you, what had happened last night; why you were like this. When you looked to your right, you found your son snuggled up next to you, shivering. His arms wrapped around his body and only in his pajamas to keep him warm. "Yujiro!" You exclaimed in reflex to seeing him, but he didn't wake up. He was sort of a heavy sleeper. Then it finally clicked. '...You're my only light through this pitch black nightmare.' Yujiro had brought you his blanket so you wouldn't catch a cold. You grabbed the small boy in your arms and brought him closer to your body. You wanted to stay like this for a while longer but not wanting to risk catching a cold for real, you mustered up all the little strength you had at the moment and picked up both Yujiro and yourself and took the both of you upstairs. You placed his small body in your bed and tucked him in. While in his sleep he pulled the sheet over him more and snuggled down in comfort.

"You have to leave for school in 3 hours. Before then should be enough time to catch a nice rest." You patted his head while he slept soundly. With a sigh, you looked over to your dresser where you phone was placed. You walked over towards the dresser and picked up your phone to dial someone. After a few seconds of ringing, the person picked up.

"Hello? (f/n)?"

"Koushi, I don't think I'll be able to come to work today."

"What? Why not?" He sounded concerned.

"I just don't have the energy. But, will you please come by to pick up Yujiro?"

"But-"

"Please Koushi." You cut him off while biting your lip and griping onto the edge of the dresser. "I promise I'll be back in for tomorrow." You turned around to come face to face with the tall mirror again. A blank expression took over your features as your eyes roamed your body for the 3, red and new bruises that were distributed on your fair skin."...Just not today."

He took a pause and a sigh before answering you. "Alright, I'll come get him."

"Thank you." Then you hung up on him. You looked over to Yujiro again and faintly smiled. "Don't worry, I'll always protect you." You mumbled. Finally you went to your closet and picked yourself out some pajamas. Later on, after three hours you woke up Yujiro and served him his breakfast. "Yujiro, Suga-sensei is coming to the house to pick you up for school, since I can't."

"But why mama?" He put a pause in chewing.

"I don't have the energy for it today, but tomorrow, when I'm all charged up, we'll go to together again like usual."

"Okay." He continued chewing, and swallowed. He seemed kind of down about the idea, but understood what you were saying.

"Good boy." You ruffled his hair and went to go put your dish away in the sink. Right in the middle of him eating breakfast, the doorbell rang and you walked out to go answer it.

"(f/n)...is your face swollen?" Sugawara stepped closer to you with narrowed brows and eyes of suspicion."And those marks around your neck..."

You had forgotten the marks on your neck. "O-oh....yeah. I--I sort of slipped and fell y 'know." Saying that, but you knew fully well how you got that swollen cheek. You tried to laugh it off, to not make him worry any further, but it came out too weak.

"(f/n), you cannot get a swollen cheek from slipping and falling." His voice was the sternest you ever heard. "This isn't a joke (f/n)! If we don't do anything, you're going to end up-!" Sugawara wanted to finish, but thought if he said anymore it would upset everyone.

"Koushi...you don't have to w-"

"Don't tell me not to worry! You're a very close friend of mine and I care for you very much! Just let me report this guy so that you can live peacefully!"

"It's not that simple!"

"If you're worried about him hurting me then stop worrying! I'm a man too! I can take care of myself!"

"You don't get it! He's seriously dangerous!"

"How so?!"

"Suga-sensei! Please don't yell at mama! It wasn't her fault!" Yujiro came from around the corner of the kitchen and ran straight up to him, tugging on his leg and pleading that he not yell at you. 

"Yuijiro?" Sugawara looked surprised when he saw the tears on Yujiro's face. He didn't expect that from him, really.

'He...He killed my older brother. All because I asked him for help...my older brother was killed.' You stood there with your head down, biting your lip to help subside the stabbing pain in your heart. You could remember it all too well. The weight of his body when he had tumbled over on you in the middle of your hallway. The wet feeling of his crimson blood spilling out of his back and staining the palm of your hands. The sound of his cell phone clattering to the floor. And the surprised look on his face right after he had been stabbed. You could remember screaming to the top of your lungs and crying for days on end. Left with a warning from him, you swore you would never get anyone you cared for involved and that you would handle the situation yourself.

"Nii-san..." You mumbled. You covered your mouth, feeling the sting of the tears that were urging on.

"....Come on Yujiro." Sugawara took his backpack from the floor and turned around. Out the door he left with Yujiro's hand in his. He left you standing there at the entrance, dazed by the past. As the both of them got in Sugawara's car, Sugawara strapped Yujiro in and left for school. On the way there, Sugawara decided to talk to Yujiro. "Yujiro, I want to talk to you about your father, if that's alright."

"..." Yujiro kept silent.

"How often does your father come over for a 'visit'?" Yujiro kept silent. "He came over last night, didn't he?" He still didn't open his mouth. "Yujiro, I want to-"

"I don't want to talk about stupid papa!" He shouted.

"Yujiro." Sugawara looked back at the boy, from his rear view mirror, who had his fists clenched up and ready to cry. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you about something like this. You're only 4 years old, so it's hard to take in. Forgive me, alright." 'But, even though he's 4 he's seems really stressed out about this situation. He must have seen something seriously bad.'

"..." Not another word was said from Yujiro. As the two of them arrived at the school, they were greeted by the rest of the kids.

"Suga-sensei, where is (l/n)-sensei?" All the kids crowded around him and Yujiro, asking for you whereabouts.

"Well," He tried to put on a smile for them. "(l/n)-sensei came down with a little cold, but she'll be back tomorrow. She just needs a lot of rest, that's all."

"Hey, how about we make her a card?" One of the girls said.

"That's a good idea!" Another one agreed.

"It should a big one!" One of the boys said while stretching out his hands to describe the size.

"We should use a lot of decorations on it too!"

"I bet (l/n)-sensei would love that very, very much. Especially if it's coming from you hearts." Sugawara said to them, earning a grin and smile from them all. "How about we get started on it now?"

"Yay~!!" They cheered while running to the big and colorful round rug. While they were sitting and chatting about what to put on the card, Sugawara went to the big cubbyhole and took out all the stuff they would need. Meanwhile, Yujiro went to the tables and excluded himself from the fun.

Sugawara had came back to the other kids with their 'tools' and set them down, along with a big piece of folded white paper. Right away they got started, some of them even fought on what they wanted to use and who got to use what first. All types of things went on that card. Their handwriting was still bad, but it was the thought that counted. But even though, the kids were able to have another fun day, Yujiro was not. He just sat away from their group and kept to himself, which had concerned Sugawara of course but he had excused it.

At the end of the school day, everyone was getting picked up by their parents, leaving happily with the the though of doing a good deed. The only one to stay back, was Yujiro. Sugawara found him staring out the window with his hands printed on the glass. He was searching for someone.

"Yujiro, it's time to go, why don't you have your stuff together?"

"I want to wait for mama."

"But-"

"I want mama to come pick me up!" As soon as he yelled he grabbed up his bag and ran right out the door. With his eyes shut, he ran as fast as his little legs could carry him. He started running down the block in the direction of the convince store.

"Yujiro!" Sugawara yelled after him. In a panic and fear for what would happen if he didn't stop him, Sugawara dashed after him. Yujiro ran and ran, his feet not getting him far though. All of a sudden, Yujiro tripped over himself and fell into the street. He hadn't realized their was a scratch on his knee until he looked down and felt a dull stinging pain on the injury. He immediately started crying.

"Yujiro! Look out!" At the sound of Sugawara's voice, Yujiro turned around and found Sugawara running towards him with a look of desperation. He tried to wipe his tears, but the tears just kept coming. Little did Yujiro know, there was a car coming straight for him

"Look out!" A sudden voice called out from a different direction. When Yujiro looked around for the voice, he saw a young man darting towards him with his arms out wide. Next thing Yujiro knew, he was being grabbed up in the same man's arms. Both Yujiro and the man tumbled over onto the sidewalk. "Hey, what were you doing in the street kid?" He gave him a stern look.

"I-I'm sorry~! I just wanted my mommy~!"

"Your mommy?" His eyebrow raised, but the his eyes flashed in remembrance of something. "*Sigh* That was a close call though. Are you alright?" The man let Yujiro go and dusted off his clothes.

"Y-Yes. Thank you very much, Oniisan." Yujiro sniffed while ribbing his eye.

"Yujiro!" Sugawara, who was now out of breathe finally caught up with the young boy. When he stopped, his hands were attached to his knees, panting his way back to a steady heart rate.

"Hey, are you this kids guardian?" The man asked.

"No, I'm his teacher. Thank you so much for saving him."

"Like that makes it any better." He mumbled. "You should keep an eye on all your students."

"I was, but he flew out of the school before I knew it."

"..."

"Yujiro." A deep voice came from out of nowhere and interrupted them.

"Papa?" Yujiro responded when realizing the man behind the voice.

"Papa?!" Sugawara looked behind him and found a handsome man with 5 o' clock shadow and in a suit. He was taller than Sugawara and slightly larger, in muscles." 'So this...Yujiro's father. He's also the same person who's been...' Sugawara's fists reflexively clenched.

"Who are you guys?" Renji looked down at them with threatening eyes.

"Are you Yujiro's father?" Sugawara asked anxiously. He finally stood up properly and turned to face Renji fully.

"What of it?" Renji then shifted his vision over to his son and stepped up to him. When he saw Yujiro flinch and take a step back, he stopped walking and crouched down to his eye level. He knew very well why Yujiro decided to take that sudden action against him. He reached in his back pocket and took out a candy bar, which just happened to be Yujiro's favorite. "Do you want it?"

".....Yes."

"Then get in the car. You want to see your mother right?"

"!" Yujiro realized his fathers words and started walking towards him, and into his arms. After getting his hair riffled by a big hand, Yujiro was picked up with one hand. Renji then whispered something in Yujiro's ear that made him cry and cling onto him.

"Were you the one who saved Yujiro?" He looked over to the man.

"I was." He stood up and dusted himself off.

"....Thank you, for saving him. His mother would have been devastated if he had gotten hurt, or worse." Taking his stern face and son away, Renji walked back to the car. When Yuijiro was secure, he drove off down the road, fast."

Still standing there dazed, Sugawara was brought to realization of what just happened. 'Oh crap! Yujiro. How could I be so dumb and let him take him like that!' Sugawara started running back to the school, but not before waving to the stranger, "Thanks again!" 'I have to tell (f/n)!' Sugawara busted through the schools doors and grabbed his phone, which was sitting on the teachers desk. He started dialing the numbers to your phone, letting it ring, but no one had picked up. He was determined to keep calling, until he got a hold of you.

Meanwhile, Renji was now pulling up to the house. "Come on." After taking Yujiro out the car seat, he lifted him up again and walked all the way up to the door, ringing the bell. Within a few seconds, the door opened with a smiling you behind it. But once your eyes laid on him, the smile disappeared and your lip quivering. He stood right at the door way, towering over you.

"What are you doing...with Yujiro?" You asked, your words coming out shaky.

"I was on my way someplace when I saw him. When I didn't see you with him, I decided to pick him up for you." He rubbed the back of his neck while looking away from you.

"......" You had no words for him, because you were speechless. He actually did something for you? You weren't buying it, but realizing Yujiro was still in his arms, you snatched him back into yours, holding him close to your body and then began glaring at him. "Please leave." Tears started to from. You were scared that another peaceful day would end up with a frightful evening. Looking upon his stern and silent face that glared down at you, was not helping either.

"....Yujiro, be good for your mom." He said to the boy, and turned to leave. Yujiro told his father goodbye and watched him wave back, with his back still turned, in response.

You watched him the whole time. From when he got in the car, to when he drove off. You were completely dumbfounded by his actions just now. How were you supposed to react. This guy actually came to your house without even raising a hand. All he did was hand over your unharmed child back his mother.

"Yujiro, are you okay? Did he do anything to you!?"

Yujiro shook his head. "No. Papa gave me my favorite candy and drove me home, that's it." You sighed in relief to his words. A huge weight was lifted off your chest.

"W-what happened to Suga-sensei?!" You had realized.

"Papa took me from him."

"..." 'They met?' Just then, the door bell rang. "Yujiro, go upstairs and wash up for dinner. You set him down to the floor and watched him run off. When you heard no more footsteps on the stairs, you turned back to the door and opened it. "Koushi!" 'He looks exhausted.'

"(f/n), I'm so sorry, I let him take Yujiro away!"

"Are you okay? You're out of breathe."

"Oh, I was sort of running a lot today." He awkwardly smiled. "But that's not the point!" He snapped himself back. "Where is he!?"

"He dropped Yujiro off and left right after I asked him to leave."

"What?!"

"I don't understand it myself. This is the first time he's ever listened to me when asking him to leave."

"I see..."

"You didn't get hurt did you? He didn't do anything to you did he?"

"No, but he sure did surprise me. He just came out of nowhere."

"That's good." You smiled lightly. "What's that in your hand?" You tilted your head to the side to try and get a better look at it.

"Ah, it's a get-well card for you. The kids decided to make you one since you didn't come in today."

You chuckled. "They're all so thoughtful. Oh, would you like to come in for dinner Koushi?"

"Oh no, that's alright. Thanks though. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Yujiro was saved today by someone."

"'Saved'? You repeated back to him. "What do you mean?" You raised a brow in question.

"Well, y' see...Yujiro almost got hit by a car this evening." He slightly hesitated in saying. He looked away from you when he said it too.

"What? A car!?"

"Yeah. He flew out of the school because he wanted you to come pick him up. Right after, he fell down into the street, right in the way of a speeding car. I was too far away to reach him, but just when he was about to get hit, a guy came just in the nick of time and grabbed him out of the way. To think if he wasn't there..."

"Who is this guy?"

"Well, he had crazy hair, basically it was like bed hair. Also, he was wearing a clerks apron."

"Bed hair?" You pondered on the characteristic. You knew you had seen someone with that kind of hair, but couldn't put a finger on it. It was a faint memory actually.

"Well, I'll see you at school tomorrow, get's a good rest tonight, alright."

"Yes, thank you for taking care of him today. I really appreciate it."

"It's nothing." He smiled. "Goodnight." He waved while pulling in the door behind him 

"Goodnight." You waved back until the door shut back closed.