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Caution! Scenes of GID (guys in distress) portrayed below! Thank you for your understanding.

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Sunlight shimmered through the paneless windows, shining brightly onto Jay’s face. The young boy muttered a little as he rolled over in his tiny cot, not at all keen to wake from his slumber just yet. Not even a gunshot was going to make him get out of bed right now...

BANG!

Well, he didn’t mean it quite that literally.

Jay groaned as he promptly fell out of his cot, hitting the floor below with a painful thump. However, he made no effort to scramble up to escape the shots ringing out below, nor did he even try to see what was going on. He just lay there, locks of untamed flaming red hair defying gravity as his dull grey-blue eyes stared up at the cracked concrete ceiling of the grubby and bare room he called home. The crack of gunshots was part of daily life, nothing to be stunned about. He would probably be way more concerned if the first thing he heard that day wasn’t the sound of some innocent citizen getting shot in cold-blood. Tilting his head slightly, Jay looked out of the so-called window towards the sky, the blue heavens partly obscured by the many iron beams supporting the glass Dome high above. The morning sunlight glinted off the metal, making the boy squint. Yes, there was no better way to start the day in the Dome than with some good ol’ screams of terror.

The 14-year-old sighed quietly and heaved himself up from the floor, trotting over to the glassless hole in the wall and peering out of it. He caught sight of a young man, probably in his early twenties, yelling against a white cloth knotted and tied through his mouth. Two men, clad in black military uniform and crimson blindfolds, held the struggling man’s arms behind his back as one of them snapped a pair of handcuffs around his wrists. Jay couldn’t exactly hear what was being said, as the Keepers were snickering amongst themselves. However, he had a good guess about what was going on. The man had been caught doing something ‘illegal’ by the Keepers, and now he was being towed away to who knows where. The so-called illegal act probably wasn’t much of a big deal to begin with; maybe the man had been staring at the Keepers for a second too long or had stuck his tongue out at them. Of course, that was enough reason for the black-clad military men to arrest the man on the spot, and not before taking a threatening shot at him in the process.

The arrested man looked around him desperately, no wonder trying to find someone who could save him from his predicament. Jay could hear his muffled pleads even from where he was standing. But no one came to help the young man from the Keepers. The street, usually brimming with people on their way to work at the factories, was completely deserted. Not a single person was in sight, except for the gagged man and the two men in the crimson blindfolds.

That moment, the man looked up, and just for a brief second, their eyes met. Jay’s eyes widened. It was as if the young man had mustered his every being into that one look.

Help.

Jay pulled away from the window like he had been electrocuted. He bit his lip as he slid to the floor and hugged his shaking knees. He hated himself for hiding away, for letting cowardice control him. But he couldn’t risk his life for a man he didn’t know. He hated the Keepers just as much as anyone in this Dome, but that didn’t mean he could stand up against them. The Keepers had guns. They could kill him just with a single pull of the trigger. His life meant too much to him.

He heard a series of thuds, like something heavy falling against the ground. Then there was silence. Jay wondered if the Keepers had finally dragged the man away. However, to his surprise, what he heard next was a familiar voice.

“The fuckers. You okay, man? You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”

Jay immediately scrambled to his feet and leaned out of the window.

And indeed, there was Raven Kuina, his two-year-older friend, pulling the gag out from the young man’s mouth and unlocking the handcuffs around his wrists. At his feet were the two Keepers, their military coats fanned around them as they lay on the ground, unconscious.

The black-haired boy looked up as if he sensed Jay’s eyes on him. Seeing the red-haired boy, he grinned and waved. “Hey, Jay! Come on down and help me tie these fuckers up!”

Jay blushed as the young man also looked up at him. He instantly felt the overwhelming guilt for not going to help him when he had so desperately called to him. But he couldn’t ignore his friend either. So he quickly pulled on his overalls and hurried downstairs onto the street, pushing aside his urge to make a break for it so he would never have to see anyone ever again.

By the time he reached his friend and the young man, Raven had finished cuffing the two Keepers. He had cuffed each man’s arms around the other’s torso, effectively binding them together.

“What? Everyone loves a challenge,” Raven said with a smirk as he pocketed the keys to the handcuffs, as well as the Keepers’ radio transceivers. “Let’s see how they’ll get their back up like that.”

Jay took a deep breath as he walked up to the man, who was rubbing his wrists. “Uh… are… you, okay?” he hesitantly asked. He winced when he saw the angry red marks on the man’s skin, left by the tight handcuffs and the man’s desperate struggles.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thankfully this guy came in before anything got too bad.” The man gave Raven a grin. “I owe you one. They would have probably killed me if you hadn’t saved me. I’ve never seen anyone take down two Keepers so swiftly!”

The black-haired boy looked up from where he was gagging the two Keepers with their crimson blindfolds, and grinned back. “Well, it made a great excuse for getting at them Keepers,” he laughed cheerfully as he mercilessly tightened the red cloth around one of the Keepers' mouths with a yank. “The fuckers are the worst.”

“Can’t disagree,” the man nodded. “You think I’m allowed a little kick at them?”

“By all means, go ahead.”

As the man proceeded to give the Keepers a piece of his mind, Raven brushed his hands off and came over to Jay’s side. “So, you doin’ okay?”

“I’m... not so sure,” Jay replied, his face in a constant grimace as he watched the game of human football unfold before him.

Raven was also observing the young man having his revenge, but unlike Jay, he had a smile of great pleasure on his lips. “How so?” he said as he pulled a face at a particularly well-aimed kick. "Oooh, that's gotta hurt."

Jay hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck, then let out a little sigh. “Never mind. It’s nothing.”

Raven raised an eyebrow, but didn't push the matter any further.

Once the man had enough with the Keepers, the three dragged the two bound men into a rubbish dump in an alleyway a few hundred metres away from the place of the incident. They didn’t want them coming back too soon.

“Hey,” Jay said, tapping the shoulder of the man as the three made their way out of the alley. Raven was walking ahead of them, humming cheerily while he tossed the keys for the handcuffs into the air. “I'm so, so sorry for not helping you when you needed it. I was a coward.”

The man looked surprised by this sudden apology, and after a moment of silence, he chuckled kindly. “It’s fine. I know I would have done the same thing if I had been in your shoes.” He looked over at Raven and shook his head with a laugh. “Coming in with a flying kick for the first Keeper and a knife-hand strike to the neck for the second. Your friend is seriously one of a kind.”

“I know,” Jay smiled. “He’s great.”

They reached the main road and stopped to say their goodbyes. The young man and Raven shook hands as the man thanked him again for his help. Then he came up to Jay. He ruffled the boy’s messy red hair, and whispered with a smile, “Whatever you do, make sure you never let him go.”

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So, first chapter of a new project! And first picture to go with it! I am already questioning myself why on earth I chose such an angle.

Anyway, for those who are wondering, Kawasemi is Jay, and Kuina is Raven. In the original MV, they are portrayed to be around the age 7 to 11 for the first half, but due to some pretty obvious reasons, Jay is 14 and Raven is 16 here.

Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading.

(Based off of Neru's Jailbreak . Characters belong to Neru and Sidu)

Title Page: fav.me/ddtr9ya
Next chapter: fav.me/ddvgbk7

Description
Caution! Scenes of GID (guys in distress) portrayed below! Thank you for your understanding.

++++++++++++++++++++

Sunlight shimmered through the paneless windows, shining brightly onto Jay’s face. The young boy muttered a little as he rolled over in his tiny cot, not at all keen to wake from his slumber just yet. Not even a gunshot was going to make him get out of bed right now...

BANG!

Well, he didn’t mean it quite that literally.

Jay groaned as he promptly fell out of his cot, hitting the floor below with a painful thump. However, he made no effort to scramble up to escape the shots ringing out below, nor did he even try to see what was going on. He just lay there, locks of untamed flaming red hair defying gravity as his dull grey-blue eyes stared up at the cracked concrete ceiling of the grubby and bare room he called home. The crack of gunshots was part of daily life, nothing to be stunned about. He would probably be way more concerned if the first thing he heard that day wasn’t the sound of some innocent citizen getting shot in cold-blood. Tilting his head slightly, Jay looked out of the so-called window towards the sky, the blue heavens partly obscured by the many iron beams supporting the glass Dome high above. The morning sunlight glinted off the metal, making the boy squint. Yes, there was no better way to start the day in the Dome than with some good ol’ screams of terror.

The 14-year-old sighed quietly and heaved himself up from the floor, trotting over to the glassless hole in the wall and peering out of it. He caught sight of a young man, probably in his early twenties, yelling against a white cloth knotted and tied through his mouth. Two men, clad in black military uniform and crimson blindfolds, held the struggling man’s arms behind his back as one of them snapped a pair of handcuffs around his wrists. Jay couldn’t exactly hear what was being said, as the Keepers were snickering amongst themselves. However, he had a good guess about what was going on. The man had been caught doing something ‘illegal’ by the Keepers, and now he was being towed away to who knows where. The so-called illegal act probably wasn’t much of a big deal to begin with; maybe the man had been staring at the Keepers for a second too long or had stuck his tongue out at them. Of course, that was enough reason for the black-clad military men to arrest the man on the spot, and not before taking a threatening shot at him in the process.

The arrested man looked around him desperately, no wonder trying to find someone who could save him from his predicament. Jay could hear his muffled pleads even from where he was standing. But no one came to help the young man from the Keepers. The street, usually brimming with people on their way to work at the factories, was completely deserted. Not a single person was in sight, except for the gagged man and the two men in the crimson blindfolds.

That moment, the man looked up, and just for a brief second, their eyes met. Jay’s eyes widened. It was as if the young man had mustered his every being into that one look.

Help.

Jay pulled away from the window like he had been electrocuted. He bit his lip as he slid to the floor and hugged his shaking knees. He hated himself for hiding away, for letting cowardice control him. But he couldn’t risk his life for a man he didn’t know. He hated the Keepers just as much as anyone in this Dome, but that didn’t mean he could stand up against them. The Keepers had guns. They could kill him just with a single pull of the trigger. His life meant too much to him.

He heard a series of thuds, like something heavy falling against the ground. Then there was silence. Jay wondered if the Keepers had finally dragged the man away. However, to his surprise, what he heard next was a familiar voice.

“The fuckers. You okay, man? You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”

Jay immediately scrambled to his feet and leaned out of the window.

And indeed, there was Raven Kuina, his two-year-older friend, pulling the gag out from the young man’s mouth and unlocking the handcuffs around his wrists. At his feet were the two Keepers, their military coats fanned around them as they lay on the ground, unconscious.

The black-haired boy looked up as if he sensed Jay’s eyes on him. Seeing the red-haired boy, he grinned and waved. “Hey, Jay! Come on down and help me tie these fuckers up!”

Jay blushed as the young man also looked up at him. He instantly felt the overwhelming guilt for not going to help him when he had so desperately called to him. But he couldn’t ignore his friend either. So he quickly pulled on his overalls and hurried downstairs onto the street, pushing aside his urge to make a break for it so he would never have to see anyone ever again.

By the time he reached his friend and the young man, Raven had finished cuffing the two Keepers. He had cuffed each man’s arms around the other’s torso, effectively binding them together.

“What? Everyone loves a challenge,” Raven said with a smirk as he pocketed the keys to the handcuffs, as well as the Keepers’ radio transceivers. “Let’s see how they’ll get their back up like that.”

Jay took a deep breath as he walked up to the man, who was rubbing his wrists. “Uh… are… you, okay?” he hesitantly asked. He winced when he saw the angry red marks on the man’s skin, left by the tight handcuffs and the man’s desperate struggles.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thankfully this guy came in before anything got too bad.” The man gave Raven a grin. “I owe you one. They would have probably killed me if you hadn’t saved me. I’ve never seen anyone take down two Keepers so swiftly!”

The black-haired boy looked up from where he was gagging the two Keepers with their crimson blindfolds, and grinned back. “Well, it made a great excuse for getting at them Keepers,” he laughed cheerfully as he mercilessly tightened the red cloth around one of the Keepers' mouths with a yank. “The fuckers are the worst.”

“Can’t disagree,” the man nodded. “You think I’m allowed a little kick at them?”

“By all means, go ahead.”

As the man proceeded to give the Keepers a piece of his mind, Raven brushed his hands off and came over to Jay’s side. “So, you doin’ okay?”

“I’m... not so sure,” Jay replied, his face in a constant grimace as he watched the game of human football unfold before him.

Raven was also observing the young man having his revenge, but unlike Jay, he had a smile of great pleasure on his lips. “How so?” he said as he pulled a face at a particularly well-aimed kick. "Oooh, that's gotta hurt."

Jay hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck, then let out a little sigh. “Never mind. It’s nothing.”

Raven raised an eyebrow, but didn't push the matter any further.

Once the man had enough with the Keepers, the three dragged the two bound men into a rubbish dump in an alleyway a few hundred metres away from the place of the incident. They didn’t want them coming back too soon.

“Hey,” Jay said, tapping the shoulder of the man as the three made their way out of the alley. Raven was walking ahead of them, humming cheerily while he tossed the keys for the handcuffs into the air. “I'm so, so sorry for not helping you when you needed it. I was a coward.”

The man looked surprised by this sudden apology, and after a moment of silence, he chuckled kindly. “It’s fine. I know I would have done the same thing if I had been in your shoes.” He looked over at Raven and shook his head with a laugh. “Coming in with a flying kick for the first Keeper and a knife-hand strike to the neck for the second. Your friend is seriously one of a kind.”

“I know,” Jay smiled. “He’s great.”

They reached the main road and stopped to say their goodbyes. The young man and Raven shook hands as the man thanked him again for his help. Then he came up to Jay. He ruffled the boy’s messy red hair, and whispered with a smile, “Whatever you do, make sure you never let him go.”

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So, first chapter of a new project! And first picture to go with it! I am already questioning myself why on earth I chose such an angle.

Anyway, for those who are wondering, Kawasemi is Jay, and Kuina is Raven. In the original MV, they are portrayed to be around the age 7 to 11 for the first half, but due to some pretty obvious reasons, Jay is 14 and Raven is 16 here.

Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading.

(Based off of Neru's Jailbreak . Characters belong to Neru and Sidu)

Title Page: fav.me/ddtr9ya
Next chapter: fav.me/ddvgbk7