於是没有人考虑开个ALL初云的坑替ALL初云吧添添砖瓦吗??
不过本吧好像自顾不暇就是了.......OTL
偏偏在最忙碌的时候有很多灵感嘤嘤嘤.....QVQ
好想开一个all初云的长篇大连载....可是all18那篇就写不完了肿麼破......

SABER快扁他!!!!

来晒一下先前在fanfic网上死活搜到的初空云文
外国萌这对的有真的很少。。。ＯＴＬ
不过这篇我没有时间翻译，加上其实没有写得很好，再加上其实没有去申请授权
所以就贴在水楼了～
"This is my home now...hah how can they call this hell a home?"Chapter 1: This hell is the only home I knowThe pale skinned blonde sat against the wall his hands chained in his lap, and his right foot was chained to the bed. They said it was so he couldn't escape or do something to hurt himself, but that wasn't the truth. By doing that they had given the child two weapons the chains on his hands to bash his brains out. Or anything else he could think of to do with them. 'Why can't I just die already? Why must they keep me alive? What purpose will it create.' Many questions slipped through his mind as he tried to move and sit up better, resting that way made his back hurt more. Another day just waiting for more tests, to be poked by more needles. Being forced to deal with the other patients or just sneaking away to hide in a corner. He really hated crowding or even just being around people in general. The child closed his eyes listening to the steps going by. No one ever ended up visiting him anymore nor did he want them to, he had no family so what was the point to that.They had tossed him aside as soon as he showed mental problems that probably had to do with his past. If they had ever looked under his clothes to see the wounds they might have known. Something was wrong with those people and not with him, but no in the end they blamed him. That voice in the back of his head kept yelling at him. 'They hate you? Why do you even bother thinking about others? They would just hurt you and toss you out again in an instance?' He heard this voice all the time it first started when he was seven and he remembered that day like it was yesterday. Sitting at that table waiting for food and that was when the fight began. Next thing he had known this was where he was being called insane and a freak of nature for something he didn't even do. Something interrupted his thoughts there it was. The steps that told him it was his turn, hearing the key turn in the lock and then a beep. He had to get his hands on that keycard they had if he truly wanted to get out of here.Or he could just be violent and get out that way. Whatever got him out of this place he didn't want to die here, when he wasn't the one at fault so what if he had a few problems. He was still normal the boy just needed a little bit more help. Alaude looked up at the door as it opened trying to cover his eyes because of the light. "Are you sure about this? You just started working here and he's one of the more violent ones to deal with?" It sounded as if the doctor that usually worked with him wasn't going to be here today, like he cared. They thought he was way too violent and it seemed they were just trying to take another person who worked here into thinking that."I doubt he's that bad now instead of talking like he's not here why not actually speak to him?" He could hear the huff and a bit of surprise in the other person's voice as they spoke. This new person was a little weird to him and he wasn't sure what to think about it. "Why bother? He's just going to attack us." He shook his head he didn't want to attack anyone really he just wanted someone to pay attention to him, rather then treat him like he was a mistake.Which he wasn't that boy was a person too, wasn't he? Or maybe this was just his fate to die like the mistake they made him out to be. "Have you ever thought that maybe he attacks you because you treat him like that?" The blonde leaned down in front of Alaude touching the boy he was just skin and bones that food from the night before hadn't been touched. There had to be a reason why he wasn't eating or he just wanted to die. He seemed normal minus the fact that he was restrained with chains instead of the white jacket on most of the others."You should try to eat something? What foods do you like?" That blank look he got from the kid no one had ever cared about him probably. It could explain why he looked at him like that and then his face turned to anger. Alaude hissed glaring at him wanting to just shove this person away he didn't understand him at all and that other one was still watching. "Don't talk like you know me! All you people think I'm freaking crazy." He slammed the chains and cuffs connected to his arms into his forehead splitting the skin not caring about the blood that fell down. The boy just kept doing it again and again till he felt hands on them, those hands weren't

shoving them down and trying to hold him down."Stop you shouldn't do that. The look on your face says it hurts you." He hissed looking up at this person what did they know, he could barely see through the blood the dripped over one of his eyes. So what if it hurt they did worse to him here it was a miracle he hadn't died. Some of the others had heart attacks while being poked or stressed and died."Leave me alone just please leave me alone." That was all he wanted was for people to leave him alone now he tried to pull back. But the fact that his stomach was starting to hurt he hadn't eaten for days or was it weeks now. He couldn't remember it just annoyed him to know that he was barely able to breathe much less move at this time. Giotto didn't bother backing up he just held the food out to the boy. He was way too small for his own good if he didn't get anything to eat he could die here.There was no reason to let another child die, if he could get all of these kids out of here it would be a bit better. But he couldn't so he had to start with one of them and then go with the others. 'This place is not a home for children…it's a prison.' This was supposed to be a place to help the ones with slight mental problems but they were testing drugs and other things on them. Or at least that was what one of the reports said which was why Giotto was here. That and he was picking up one of his guardians, yes a weird place to pick one up. But the one he was here to get was the Cloud Guardian, and had immense strength.In Giotto's mind looking at him now there was something else that was off, it seemed like the mental issues he had were not as bad as they seemed. Or maybe even caused by something in his brain. A outer source to his problems was most likely the cause he just had to find out. "Fine…I'll eat." He just took the food and started to slowly eat but he didn't want to cause more problems for anyone now. That would just make things complicated again, the pain in his stomach faded just a bit.

So food wasn't all that bad but he didn't trust it. The food here always tasted weird almost like it was drugged like everything else was. Tossing what was left back onto the plate. He had barely touched it but at least he had some that had to be good enough for them. "At least that's a start. Now will you follow me?" The boy knew what that meant he had to get his medicine but he wanted to refuse. This person had been nice and was actually putting up with him, but he wasn't good around other people.Just giving a slight nod he'd take the chance to get away maybe find something out, just pretend he got distracted. Something like that had to work they couldn't hate him for that, this place wasn't exactly small so it was bound to happen. Feeling a hand take his he walked with the person but pulled his away once they were out of his room. "I don't hold hands." He looked away acting as if nothing was wrong or even really mattered in the end, he had to get out of here.That dizzy feeling returned to his body the more he walked, the harder it seemed to get. Stumbling as his vision blurred he knew it there was something in the food. "G..Giotto." The boy tried to reach out towards him just touching the back of his lab coat as his body fell to the floor. He could hear voices around him but couldn't focus on any of them, just looking ahead seeing someone walking towards him.They had no shoes on and chains scratched against the ground, those eyes where had he seen them before. Trying to struggle and pull away he couldn't do anything. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was that smirk and a familiar red colored eye.~Location: A room in the Hospital wing to the building~Sitting by the boy's side was Giotto wondering what had caused him to collapse yet. He could tell there had been something off with the food but that had nothing to do with this did it? Standing up to move the boy's hair from his eyes, that fever hadn't broken. He seemed to be fighting something the chain around his ankle echoed through the room as it hit the bed he was resting on. "What happened to you?" Giotto was still waiting on the test results from the boy's blood, it was hard to get the needle into his skin. The only good thing that had come from this was they could bandage the wound to his head.He kept fighting them even if he was barely concious, all that other person said it was something he did. The boy never liked needles or anything to do with doctors. Half of them didn't possibly from past experiences blocked by a certain part of the mind. "Home...Just take me home." Alaude muttered his eyes were half open, they looked unfocused probably because of the fever. Even in Alaude's condition he tried to force his body off of the bed, there was no longer any reason to stay here."Stay down you are in no condition to move." Giotto didn't hold the boy he just lightly pushed him back down onto the bed. If this kid got worse then it might get them into a lot of trouble. Which was really the last thing he needed to get involved in, after just barely starting here. Though even if he did settle down for now Alaude's mind was racing, plotting some sort of escape. He couldn't stay here anymore if he had to run and almost die then he would do that.But no way was he staying here to just be murdered by the drugs or something darker. Just because they didn't want to let them go and would usually just let them all die. 'I have to get out...the back way. Using him as a hostage.' Looking up at the man who was applying a wet cloth to his forehead trying to bring down his fever. He had nothing against him but he was the one he could at least possibly trust not to fight back. Maybe even help him if he asked the right way.For now all he wanted to do was go back to sleep, letting his eyes close again. The weak feeling of his body annoyed him and he just wanted to get it stop. It seemed that he wasn't asleep for all that long before his mind slipped into a dream state.

~That Dream~Alaude was curled up on the ground his clothes burned and his body bruised. He could remember this day only slightly, waking up to find his house gone. Had he blacked out or was this really a dream it all felt so real. The boy looked around there was bodies under what was left of the house. He felt something sticky on his hand and looked down to see it covered in blood, but it wasn't his blood. "This is...No. Leave me alone!" Standing up to run off he felt something grab his leg and pull him down. 'Can't have you running away from me yet Alaude. I can still use you.'That voice it sent a shiver up his spine, because of that thing all of this had happened. Now he was locked up here whether to just make worse or something he wasn't sure. "Don't touch me!" He tried to bite the person his teeth digging into skin, this person was thin he could feel the bone under his bite. Alaude winced he could see the person reaching up to him with his other hand.'You will be the one to break me out of my prison...your body suits me.' The boy struggled against the hand that wrapped around his throat lifting him up off the ground. For a person who seemed to be just skin and bones they had more strength then he would have thought.The flames flickered and slipped towards them changing to a darker almost purple color. Alaude struggled in the grip feeling his nails cut into the skin, if blood was falling he couldn't tell. 'I will mark you...one day when you are ready the mark will surface. Fate is something even you can't fight.' That dark haired figure raised his hand the flames flowed into them as if he was gathering all of them to his body.Alaude struggled watching the last little bit of flames flow into the man's hand, he didn't know what was happening. But he felt a pain in his forehead and realized the man's hand was touching his skin forcing the flames into his body. "Stop it! STOP IT!" He was trying to fight more but his body wasn't strong enough, or at least it felt like it wasn't. Just as his eyes started to lose the color in them the scene switched.~Scene Switch: A few months later, The main room of the house~This memory was it real or was it fake? He remembered it but at the same time it was blurry. Sitting there next to this man who said he was his father just looking at the ground. What was going on here, why had he been called here to? "You must all be wondering why I called you here. Our family has been blessed..." His voice trailed off to let other's speak, now Alaude remembered this a lot better just by that one sentence. He looked down trying to ignore them talking, as his eyes drifted over the water in the bowl before him. It looked like a mirror his eyes were blank empty and on his forehead was a weird mark.The boy was about to get a better look at it when he just peeked to the side for a second. Standing behind him was a thin blue haired male watching him. Alaude tried to speak but he felt the hand over his mouth faster then he could. 'I wouldn't go talking yet...you are a gift that brings a curse.' The voices started to grow faint as he fell back into darkness. He could feel hands shaking him and a voice. "Alaude wake up!"~end of the dream~

"Why he should stay here till he is healthy again." Giotto did know there was little he could do to fight them, if they had to take him. But what would that cause to this boy his health and life was in danger. "The boss gave us orders you can either help us or get in the way." He huffed glaring at that person, so much for thinking he could even trust them. This boy was his patient and no one else would be allowed to go into his room. Or even touch him if they did he would do something about it."Fine but I will carry him back." He made sure the needle for his medicine would stay in his arm. The boy's fever would only go down if he was taken care of properly. Giotto prepared the bag of medicine and other things he would need to take. Giotto had noticed his breathing wasn't as steady as he wanted it to be. But there was very little he could do, slipping his hands under the boy after he was done packing.He had set the boy up on oxygen to at least keep him breathing, helping him even. Giotto didn't want the boy to die in his arms as they were going back to his room. "Actually I need to grab something." He slipped back into the room still holding Alaude close to his chest. The folder with the test results had been placed right there hopefully it would give him some clues.Clues to what was wrong with him and what was really going on in this place. He slipped into the room with the boy to place him on the bed. Knowing that he was still being watched he looked up at them. "Put the stuff down and please leave. It's better for him if there is just one other person besides him." Giotto could tell that the person was not happy about it but he just gave a slight nod putting the bags down. Motioning for the guards to follow him they left or at least it seemed they had.He pulled a chair up sitting next to the boy's bed opening the folder. There wasn't much info on this child, but there was at least something there.What Giotto is seeing:]Name: Alaude De LeonAge:16Gender: MaleFamily: NoneGuardian(s): Cavallone Family/ De Leon FamilyBrought here by: De Leon FamilyIssues: Hurting himself, bi-polar, and talking to someone that isn't there.Medical terms:-Bipolar Disorder (Manic Depression): Patient shows signs of dramatic high and low mood swings and energy is similiar. Known to be violent when in this state.-Self-abuse: Hits himself with anything he has, chains the bed, or even the wall. Could be the cause of the unknown bruises and bite marks that appear on his body.-Schizophrenia is a psychotic disorder (or a group of disorders) marked by severely impaired thinking, emotions, and behaviors. The patient is shown talking and sometimes playing with a being that isn't there. Only slight kind emotions are shown to this person.-Other things:*Post-traumatic stress disorder: The people who brought him in talked about his family being murdered right before his eyes, which might be the cause of this.Symptoms: Symptoms of PTSD can include the following: nightmares, flashbacks, emotional detachment or numbing of feelings (emotional self-mortification or dissociation), insomnia, avoidance of reminders and extreme distress when exposed to the reminders ("triggers"), irritability, hypervigilance, memory loss, and excessive startle response, clinical depression and anxiety, loss of appetite.*Insomnia: Lack of sleep, like he refuses to. And yet still manages to keep going.No family history or medical issues before this are actually known. The family refused to give any information up on him or the location of the other family. This makes the doctors concerned but there is little we can do but help him.Underneath the info on the child and what little they had on his family were the test results. His blood had been hard to get so they might as well make use of what they had. Giotto added something to list, he wanted to find the family that brought him here. And maybe the other one but he didn't know if that was such a good idea.

Test ResultsUnknown Substance: traces were found but not enough to figure out what it is.Unknown Substance: Major traces found in the body but it does match anything in the database.That really didn't tell him anything whatever it was could be deadly to him. It only made getting this boy out of here even more important. No way would he let his guardian or someone that was just a child die because people needed a test subject. He looked over to the sleeping boy he had barely moved a inch since they had brought him back in here.He would make sure he was the one giving him any medicine he had to take. Making food for him as well, just to see if his condition improved any within the next few weeks. That would give him what he was looking for, if it was the fact someone was poisoning him here. Only one person visited him and that was barely at all.Giotto would have to ask them about who it was later when he wasn't focusing on this child. Or maybe he'd get to meet them for now he just covered Alaude with a blanket. Before taking a seat and trying to rest some the door was locked and only he could get out.So there was no reason to worry about this kid escaping during the night. 'Maybe tomorrow we can find out the truth about you...' That was his last thought as he soon drifted into a troubled sleep wondering what the next day would hold.Author Notes: Well yep end of that one took a bit longer then I thought was researching some stuffs. And well yep that's all there was to it. Or should I say to this one, next chapter will be up eventually.

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嘤嘤嘤到底要我耍笨几次才会翻页!!!

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最近来贴吧的时间确实少了很多的样子不止为何
没办法和水樱聊QQ就停不下来

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