A knock came to the door then, making the boy jump. He was reluctant to leave Kazuki's lap, but he had to get the door. He peeled the blanket away, down his shoulders, and then threw it to the side, running his fingers through his boyfriend's hair, a small smile on his lips, "You know that I care for you.. Right?" Ritsu slid away then, catching his feet on the ground and standing straight, not waiting for an answer.

He pulled his shirt down a bit and twirled at the hem as he made his way over to the door. He didn't have a spyhole, so he didn't know who was on the other side, but he could only guess that, by the knock, it was the cops. And so, his pale hand closed around the knob and he pulled the door open. His guess had been right, and they stepped in without asking to do so. It was only to be expected.. "Are your Ritsu Hanasaki?"

He nodded a little and slinked back, "And who's your friend, there?"

"That's.. Kazuki. He.. Came and put an end to the situation.." Ritsu looked to the ground and continued to fiddle with his shirt.

"Alright, well, we need to ask you a few questions. Go ahead and take a seat." Ritsu did as he was asked, climbing onto the couch next to Kazuki and swallowing dryly, "State names, for the record, and then.. Ritsu? Why don't you tell us what happened, exactly, and the name of the suspect."

His amber eyes closed, "Ritsu Hanasaki." He said lowly, pausing for them to write it down and then get Kazuki's name. He could feel eyes on him then, waiting for him to explain, but about that time, a lump formed in his throat. He.. Didn't want to relive it all right then.. But the police insisted he should tell them while it was fresh in his mind. So he did, "Well.. A while ago.. There was this party. A.. A friend of mine.. A friend of mine and I went and she's a partier, so.. We got pretty drunk and.." Ritsu glanced at Kazuki then turned back to the floor, "The name of the man who.. Assaulted me.. Is Kagerou Tenshi, and.. Well, we kissed and.. Nothing really changed after that.. Not for a while and today he.. I went back to the classroom to grab my notebook. I had to collect it to study notes but.." He quieted, clutching at the cloth of his shirt.

He didn't want to talk about it. Especially not in front of his boyfriend. But.. After a long pause, he told the officer exactly what had transpired. He told him about the grabbing, the touching, the ripping, the kissing and the crying. About the fear that he wouldn't be found and he showed the marks on his neck, his eyes watering a bit at the harsh memory. The cops wrote down what he had said, and by the time Ritsu had finished, he had curled up in a corner of the couch, the blanket partially around him as he continued to hide his face.

"And I assume, Mr. Hanasaki, that that's when your friend here came and.. er.. saved you, correct?" Ritsu nodded, wiping at his eyes and the officer then turned to Kazuki, "I understand.. There was a bit of violence at the scene between you and the assailant." He said, "I'd say he's lucky to have a friend like you. Now, He cleared his throat and looked down to his papers, "I suggest getting a good nights sleep, carry pepper-spray from now on and don't worry about that man. We'll punish him to the furthest extent of the law."

That almost brought him comfort, but he was more at ease once the man was gone.

There.. Was a long pause between he and Kazuki, and without looking to him, Ritsu spoke, "You can.. Go home.. If you want, Kazuki.." And with that, he wrapped himself up tightly in his blankets and laid against the back of the couch, his legs curled tightly against him.