Chapter Text
Kusuo was starving.
A week ago they stopped coming to bring food to them, and not that he could escape the germanium room, the shackles with needles around (and inside) his wrists and ankles were starting to itch a lot.
Of course his metabolism was still strong, so he wasn't really dying.
"How long has it been?" he wondered, it must have been years, years since he was captured and taken to another dimension. "How did I let it happen?" He also doesn't remember, "What are they doing now?" Kusuo remembers that he used to hate ramen, not because it tasted bad, but because he ate it almost every day "I would kill for a bit now, I guess I really miss all that" then he heard something, someone come in.
Yare, yare.
Kusuke was not starving or thirsty.
He knew something like this would happen, so he had been saving food rations for something like that.
But he did not sense that a muscular and burning man, literally, burst into his room (Dungeon? Prison?) To rescue him and his younger brother.
"Well" he thought as he was released by a black-haired man and bandages around "I guess that's a 'no' to the bad apple I was thinking of eating"
"Can you move?" the man asked.
"Yes, but you guys should hurry up before my brother falls asleep the third time in the last 6 hours, 3 minutes and 48 seconds, he's at that door," he pointed to the door in front of him, the man of fire burned the door and the other two (the woman and the blond man with unkempt hair) made their way.
"Hello? We are here to save you, I am the heroine Midnight, your brother has already been ..." He stopped when he saw the condition of the little boy (his body should be 4-8 years old, it is difficult to deduce from here and with all the hustle and bustle of the experiments), the woman was horrified, still approaching the boy, and seeing that removing the shackles would be dangerous ("Not really for Kusuo" he scoffed) she carried him in her arms, and Kusuke laughed internally from sight.
"Too tired to fight, little brother?"
"Shut up"
"We will go home, 'Ku-chan' "
The heroes (?) helped them into a van where everyone fit, not that he could really hear his brother, by the shackles around him.
Kusuke closed his eyes.
And for the first time in a long time he fell asleep.
"Liar"
"Hey, brat, don't fall asleep, I know it hurts, but when we get there they'll take it away from you, don't die now, will you?" Eraser shook the little boy in his arms (When did he get there?), which seemed to bother him.
"DON'T GIVE UP" Mic yelled.
At the noise, the boy (against his will) snuggled into the arms that supported him.
"Hey? Tell me about yourself, come on"
"There isn't much to tell. I'm just from another dimension and actually have all kinds of psychic abilities" of course, he didn't say that, he couldn't say anything.