Ryuutaro stared up at the pictures and he went back the way, back form the anger, back into fear.
He looked at Hayato silently and then he just closed his eyes tightly, hiding his face in Hayato's clothes as he leaned against his chest.
He hated being this weak, but right now he couldn't bring himself to care for his pride anymore. Just for a few minutes he needed to pretend nothing around him existed.