Nico

***Here we are once again, with yet another gay diaper boy love story. If you do not condone boys loving each other, (Well then what the hell you doin' here man), diaper usage, or anything of that sort, then stop here. If, however, this is what you are looking for, then please feel free to read. As usual, this is a story that I wrote for myself as release for my feelings, that I share with those that appreciate this sort of thing. As such, I do not require your feedback, however, I do appreciate it. If you have any comments on my story or would like to read more, email me at erich5748 at ymail.com. Also, remember, Nifty needs your donations to keep their site free to us all. Thank you for taking the time to read this (if you even bothered to), and I hope that you enjoy the story.****

Nicolas, or Nico to most, is a small eleven year old boy, already in grade seven, because he skipped fifth grade, shy, timid, and bullied. The bullies in his school love to tease him, because he is so small, is nowhere near starting puberty (not like many of the other kids there), because he is so smart (he had already been offered to skip again, but he refused, saying he was already having a hard time with everything as it was), and because he has to wear diapers. Everyone had known that Nico had to wear diapers since he started school, the kids had found out then, and they never let him forget it, not that he could. He had tried using catheters, but he hated them, and truth be told, he preferred his nice thick tape on diapers. No one, other than his dad, knew this though.

Why does he wear diapers, because his bladder was ruined when he was just barely two years old. The accident that had killed his mother had nearly killed him too, but the doctors managed to save him. His bladder was repaired, but it failed, it was repaired again a year later, but it failed, it was replaced with a man made one, but his body rejected it, so, by the time Nico was four, even he was sick of it and he told his dad that there were to be no more surgeries. His dad agreed, even the doctors had to agree, everything that they had tried had failed, so Nico's only choices were catheters and/or diapers. He never cared for the catheters though, he preferred his diapers.

Though Nico tried his best to ignore the taunts, the teasing, the constant whispering behind his back, the names, oh the names were horrible, what the kids called him, he went home and cried most days. He had a loving home, he knew his dad loved him a great deal, and the same could be said for Nico, he loved his daddy lots. It was only this that kept Nico going, but some days were harder than others.

Nico had been in martial arts since he was five, to try and boost his strength and self esteem, and though he was good, very good in fact, he is still incredibly shy and timid, especially at school. He hardly ever talks to anyone, and when he does, it is just barely above a whisper. This alone is what the bullies love about him, he won't fight back. They love using him as their verbal punching bag, because he won't fight back.

This day, much like every other before it, a school day, Friday to be exact, was just the same things all over again. He had gotten to school only minutes before the bell rang for first class, he always tried to arrive right on time to lessen the taunts, but he still got them. He tried to hide at first break, but they found him and taunted him again. Then, at lunch, he had to go get lunch in the cafeteria, which was always horrible, and more often than not, he ended up with no lunch at all, because someone either stole it or knocked it out of his hands. No one was allowed to bring their own food, because that caused problems in the large school with a larger than normal poor student base. Some days he just did not even bother going, since he knew he was likely to go hungry anyway. Today he was hungry, so he had to at least try and get some food. He got his food, managed to sneak to a corner and hid behind a garbage can and crouched there and ate as quickly as he could. As soon as he was finished though, he tried to leave as quickly and quietly as he could, but the bullies saw him, they were always watching.

They had let him eat today, knowing that they could not deny him food every day, or eventually their gooses would be cooked, because eventually they would get caught, and they would get in serious trouble, it had happened before, and none of them wanted that. It was a rough school, so there were plenty of staff about to try and curb the amount of bullying, but there were still roughly a hundred times more students, so there was still ample opportunity for Nico to be bullied endlessly.

The boys who mainly taunted Nico grinned to each other, they had all just finished, and the leader asked if they wanted to go Nico hunting, to see if they could make him cry again. It made them feel oh so tough you see. They were all good with that. They exited from a different door, to make it look like they were not following Nico, but they knew where he would be heading, there was no issue there, and that was where they went.

Nico went to the one place where he was mostly left alone, near the teachers lounge window, near to the garbage cans. He could somewhat hide there, and there were usually at least a couple teachers in the lounge that would help to protect him. The bullies, though, had known something that Nico had not known this day, that they were not to be in there, they were having a meeting during their lunch. Nico saw that no one was in there, which did happen, so he hoped that the others would not know this and leave him alone. This was not to be, because less than a minute later, they arrived, all twelve of them.

“Well, if it isn't the little baby diaper wearing pants pisser.” The leader said, the rest of the boys breaking out into laughter.

“Leave me alone Michael.” Nico said, barely above a whisper as usual.

“What's that Baby, I can't hear you over your baby crying.”

Nico said nothing more. He knew the drill. If he said anything it would only get worse.

“Come on Baby, does baby need his baby diaper changed, let me see.” He said, and then rushed forward and pulled down Nico's pants.

This too was a normal occurrence.

“Oh, baby's wearing a diaper shirt today, but that's okay, we can still see that you wet your diaper lots. Baby should go in for a soggy bum change.”

Tears were starting to show in the corner of Nico's eyes, he was trying not to cry, but he could not help it. He tried to pull his pants back up, but the bullies were having none of that.

“Unh unh baby, keep your pants off. Babies shouldn't get to wear pants, so that their baby sitters can see when they need a diaper change.”

Nico stood back up, tears now falling gently.

“Oh, look, baby's crying now. Come on, take off your diaper shirt too, baby's don't even get to wear them.” He said, and then stepped forward to do this.

Nico tried to block the boys hand, but he glared at Nico.

“No no no, bad baby, here's what a baby gets for disobeying.” He said, and punched Nico in the stomach.

This Nico was not used to, the bullies had never hit him before, though in martial arts he had become very accustomed to getting hit, and he knew how to take a hit. This time something happened though, something snapped inside Nico, the hit had hurt him, and he was mad.

“No, no more.” Nico yelled, shocking the boys, and then he gave a swift left hook to the boys' chin, and he dropped like a sack of potatoes, knocked out totally from one single brutal hit. The hit was so hard, that the boy had not even known what happened, he was just knocked out cold. His name is Michael.

Nico did not stop there though, as soon as Michael went down, he pounced. He started kicking and kicking, then he dropped and started punching and kneeing as well. Nico went into a full on rage fit and pummeled Michael with fists and knees of fury.

The rest of the bullies were in shock, never before had they seen such brutal fighting. Michael had not even stood a chance, none of them would have. It took almost thirty seconds for them to understand what was happening.

“Stop it, you're killing him.” They all said, trying their damnedest to pull Nico off, but he hit them every bit as hard as he was hitting Michael.

“So what, the fucking bastard deserves to die, I'm gonna kill him, and you all, you're next.” He screamed.

His scream was heard, though by the time anyone made it there, Nico had already pounced on three of the others and had knocked them all out as well, and was currently in the process of being held down by the remaining boys, who were trying their best to hold Nico, but he was in a rage that they had scarcely imagined before.

The ground supervisor arrived and called for backup immediately, and tried to get in there, but she received a black eye for her efforts. The rest made it seconds later, and together they managed to subdue Nico, who was now full on crying.

The police and ambulance were called, and they all arrived only minutes later. It was evident to all what had happened. Nico had complained time and time again, his tormenters punished time and time again. He was found wearing only his diaper shirt, having viciously attacked several of the boys who had given him the most amount of trouble. Shortly after being subdued, but before the police and ambulances arrived, Nico went into shock and fell into a coma. His mind had fully shut down.

Less than half an hour after the fight had started, the boys were all on their way to the hospital. Only Michael and Nico were in serious condition, though the others were all well and truly beaten upon and required medical help. The rest of the boys who had not been injured, as well as the schools principal and a pair of police officers, went to the office and sat down for a very serious chat.

“Okay Boys, let's hear it, and let's try for the truth.” The principal said, after removing his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose.

None of them volunteered the information.

“Okay fine, Steven, you tell me what happened. Right now, you're all expelled, really, no matter what, but what you say here may keep you out of jail. I've warned you all several times, but Nico would say nothing, so now, you tell me, or I press charges and I guarantee that you'll be in the kiddie pen for as long as they can possibly keep you.”

Steven gulped and shook, but he knew he had to answer. “Michael wanted to go torment Nico again Sir, we were all good with it, it was all our fault. We knew where he'd go, and we knew you were all in a meeting, so we went and teased him again. Michael pulled his pants down, called him a bunch of names, and when Michael went to remove Nico's diaper shirt, he said no, so Michael punched him in the stomach, hard. Then something happened, Nico changed, it reminded me of the Incredible Hulk actually, his face changed, and I knew we were in for it. He hit Michael so hard he was out before he even hit the ground, and then he started kicking him, and then he jumped on top of him and started kneeing and punching him. We tried to get him off, but he wailed on us every bit as hard. It took twelve people to hold him down, and then, he just passed out.”

“I see, so you bullied someone to the point that they just absolutely snapped. I truly hope you all feel real good about yourselves now. Nico's mind just shut off, that's why he passed out like that. I've seen it happen before, there's not a very good chance he'll ever wake up again. As for how Michael looked, there's not a very good chance of him making it either. I really truly hope you all feel good now, you just killed two people, plain and simple, and if it were up to me, I'd already have you in prison. Officer, do with them what you will, I never want to see these useless pieces of shit again.” He said, actually crying.

He was not the only one though. All the boys were as well. What the principal had said really hurt them, and they knew why that was, because it was true.

“Sir, we're really sorry about this.”

“Your apology means nothing to me right now, please, just leave, and never come back. Maybe, just maybe, after some good counseling, you'll all be okay, but you did kill two boys today, whether they make it or not, they'll forever be changed, hopefully this at least helps you to change as well and become good, because, honestly, you're utter shit.”

The officers almost wanted to say something, they knew that, technically speaking, the principal could not say this to students, but he expelled them already, so they were not really students any more, not to mention, they agreed with him fully.

All the parents were called, Nico's dad was especially upset and had to be taken to the hospital, because he collapsed from the news, and one of his employees offered to drive him, because he was in no fit shape to drive. Michael's dad was also upset, but he managed to make it to the hospital on his own, though he probably should not have either, and all the other parents of injured children went to the hospital. The rest of the parents were to collect their kids from the school. Every parent was greeted by the principal himself and he explained to them what had happened, as well as what had been happening.

When he arrived to the hospital to talk to all the parents there, he and one of the police officers that was with him during his talk explained all that they knew to Nico and Michael's dads. The rest of the students parents were in on the conversation, though none of them said anything.

“Everyone but you Nicolas, your sons have all been expelled as of today. They've used their free passes and I never wish to see them in my school again. They killed Nico, even if he lives, he'll forever be changed, Michael may not make it either, I saw him, and he looked like he was run over by a tank, people just don't survive that. If he does, he too will forever be changed. The rest of your kids caused that. Get them help, they're gonna need it, hopefully this will teach them that sometimes words really are powerful, and I hope that they truly feel good about themselves.”

“Sir, I understand you're upset, but that doesn't give you the right to talk about our sons like that.” One of the dads piped up snottily.

“As their principal, no, you're right, which is why I expelled them first. Right now, I think they're nothing, and you, especially you, when I tried to talk to you about your useless little piece of shit son being a bully and a coward, you got up in my face, so I knew where he got it from. I hope you feel good that your son helped to kill two boys today, I hope that you feel good that he's in the hospital now, getting treated. Ask Nico's dad, right here and now, how much he likes you or your son. I dare you, because trust me, if you fight me or him, I guaranteed that this police officer will have to shoot the both of us to protect you.”

“I'm gonna press charges against you, you can't talk to me like that.” He said, trying to look and sound big.”

“Go ahead, but I'll press charges against your son, guess which one of us goes to jail first.” He grinned to make a shark cringe.

“Are you threatening me?”

“No more than you were me.”

“I think that's enough. There's six kids here that are more important, and Sir, right now, your son is in trouble, charges will be laid, and if you don't want to be added to those charges, I strongly suggest you go sit down.” The officer said. He had rather enjoyed watching the confrontation, but Nico's dad looked like he was about to go all out on the man as well, so he felt that he had better step in, because he really did not want to have to shoot the men, because he believed the school principal for some strange reason.

The father had gone and sat down, he was furious, how could he not be, his son was hurt because of some little baby boy. He too was a bully, his son was forever in fear of his father, he only did what his father told him he had to do, beat up on little fairy fagots and weaklings, he had to make them strong. That boy though was currently in the process of having his broken nose and right arm set and his arm casted, he would also be walking out with a lot of bruising. The other three boys had similar injuries, though one boy also had a couple broken ribs and two very blackened eyes. Nico had not been very kind to them when he snapped.

Almost three hours after arriving to the hospital, the four boys that were still awake were released from the hospital and to their parents, though with police warnings and or escorts. Nico and Michael though would not be leaving any time soon. In fact, Michael was still in surgery, Michael's dad had finally gone and sat down and had broken down in tears. Nicolas saw this and went and sat down. He waited until the man was somewhat more composed.

“We've never been formally introduced, I'm Nicolas, Nico's dad.” He said softly.

“Sorry to meet you in such a way, I'm Dwayne.”

“Did you know what's been happening?” He had to know, and he knew that Dwayne would obviously know to what he was referring.

“Sadly, yes I did, though I had no idea to the extent it was. I'd given Michael so much shit for being a bully it wasn't funny. Every time he came home from school, suspended again for being a bully, I was furious. He's lost all his games, he's not allowed to use the computer for anything but homework any more, and he just got off a three month grounding for going out or having friends over. I just don't know what more I could've done. I told him, time and time again I told him, I was bullied, that I wouldn't put up with that bullshit, that it was mean spirited and a horrible thing to do. I guess he had friends that he had to look strong to, and they were more important than me.” He said, bursting into tears again.

Nicolas let him cry and calm down for several minutes.

“You know it's not your fault what happened, right. You did what you could do, that's all anyone can ask. Stop beating yourself up, it won't do any good.”

“I know, I'm a bloody shrink, I tell the same thing to people all the time. Michael wouldn't talk to me though, he wouldn't tell me why he was acting out so much, I was starting to fear that I was gonna have to send him to boot camp. I guess I should've, maybe then this wouldn't have happened.”

“Maybe you should've. But this still would've happened, just maybe it would've spared Michael. This has been a long time in coming, I've seen it for a long time. Nico told me everything, I tried my best to make him feel loved and wanted, I talked to him, made him understand his feelings and even the other kids' feelings, why they were doing it, how he had to respond. I told him so often that he had to stand up to them, yell back at them, tell them to fuck off, but he's just so shy and timid, he couldn't do it. I knew eventually, no matter how much good he felt at home, that the sheer amount of bad he felt at school would just overwhelm him. He doesn't look it, but Nico's incredibly strong, and that worried me a bit too. I knew that when he snapped, that others would get hurt. To the extent he did hurt them though, I had no idea anyone was that powerful. I'd like to say I was sorry that it happened, and that your son got so badly hurt, but right now, honestly, I just can't.”

“I'd never ask you to be sorry, it's me and every other parent that should be apologizing to you, this should've never happened. Not one other parent came and said anything to you before leaving though, that's pretty sad.”

“I didn't expect them to, especially Mr. Nice Guy there, I've met a couple of them before, told them to their faces what their sons were doing to Nico, and most of them brushed it off, said it was just childish fooling around, and to toughen Nico up, because it wasn't their fault. I will be pressing charges, I already told the police that, only Michael will be spared that, because he already got punished enough, and may pay the ultimate punishment for what he did. I hope not, for Nico's sake, and even for yours, no one should have to bury their child, but I don't want Nico to have to live with having killed someone, that'd kill him so much.”

“No, I certainly hope that I won't have to lose Michael, he's all I have left, I love him a great deal. You should be pressing charges, even against Michael, but I suppose I'm happy you're not.”

Just then a doctor exited and looked around, then asked for the father of Michael, he stood up and said his name.

“Would you come with me Sir?”

“Actually, if you don't mind, I'd like for you to tell me anything about Michael with Nico's father here, his name's Nicolas. I'd like him to know what's happening as well.”

“Thank you.” Nicolas said.

“Okay. Michael's very beat up, but I do expect him to survive. There's some risks though. We've stopped the internal bleeding, repaired what we could, set everything that was broken, and removed a couple things that were beyond repair. I'll start with the most important things first. His face and head were mostly spared, but his stomach and chest not so much. His spleen and left lung were both damaged with a broken rib, we were able to repair those and set the five broken ribs, thankfully his heart was not damaged. His stomach ruptured slightly, we were able to fix that, his appendix was not able to be saved, so we removed it, and also his bladder was destroyed. We tried to save his bladder, since it's rather important, but it was just too far gone. At this time, we've got him fixed up so that he'll require a catheter at all times to expel his urine, but once he gets better, we'll probably insert a new bladder, so that he can lead a normal life.”

“Um, Doctor, I don't mean to be rude, and I don't want you thinking so either Dwayne, but Nico had the same thing happen to him, he had two surgeries to repair his bladder, and even had a fake one put in as well, but his body rejected that. He now wears diapers twenty four seven, because he doesn't like catheters, and other than at school, where bullies tease him for it mercilessly, he leads a very normal life.” Nicolas said, almost sharply.

“I apologize Sir, it wasn't meant to sound as if one couldn't live a normal life with no bladder, only that we try and put people back together the way they were before they came here. I've helped dozens of people over the years that had to wear diapers or catheters, and they did lead normal lives, but it's not deemed normal to just leave someone like that, not when we have methods in which to repair it nowadays.”

“Thank you.”

“Right now Doctor, I'm not even gonna think about getting Michael's bladder repaired, just get him back up and running, and we'll go from there. Maybe I'll let him live with that for a few years as a reminder of what being a bully means. What else was broken?”

“Not sure I agree with that Sir, and the only reason we're not doing so today, is because there's simply too much damage for us to even see anything properly right now, it'll be months before we could even think of doing any such thing.” He said in shock.

“I understand.”

“Anyway, his jaw was broken, three teeth in his lower jaw were shattered and the three they hit were also broken, but not horribly, he's gonna require dental work soon, but not 'til his jaw heals. Right now it's wired shut and set. His nose was also broken, though not so bad as much of the other breaks. Both arms are broken in several places, he must've tried to protect himself.”

“He was knocked out by the first hit, which I'm told was his jaw.” Dwayne said.

“Oh, then whoever beat on him showed no mercy, I'm afraid to say.”

“Actually, it was his own damn fault, I've told him time and time again that this was gonna happen, that if he continued to bully someone to the point that they snapped, that he was gonna be in serious trouble. It seems he's the only one that didn't understand, now, if he lives, he's gonna have to deal with the consequences, hence the reason he's gonna have to wear diapers until he's older, because the boy who finally beat him down has to wear diapers, and he thought it was funny to tease the poor boy mercilessly for it.”

“Oh, I suppose that tells me why you're more mad than upset right now.”

“I'm so angry at him, I certainly don't wanna lose him, and I hope beyond hope that he's gonna be okay, but I'm so angry. I told him this was gonna happen. So, what else?” He asked, tears freely flowing.

“Don't be too upset with him, he's a kid, and remember, kids do stupid things.”

“Yes, kids do do stupid things, all the time, but that wasn't being stupid, that was being all out mean and cruel.”

“Yes, I suppose that's true too. Anyway, his right hip was cracked and his right femur was fractured. They're actually the least of his injuries, and he's in the process of having those casted now to help heal, which is why I came out to talk to you, because I was there for the more important things. We've pretty much fixed him up, but now the rest is all up to him. He's currently in a coma, though there are no signs in his brain to suggest why that is, but children go into shock induced comas all the time, especially with injuries this extensive. The first twenty four hours are the most critical, so, I would say, that if he makes it through the next day, he should be just fine. How long he stays in his coma though, like I said, will be entirely up to him. He's gonna be moved to the P.I.C.U. here shortly so that they can monitor him more carefully, but it's a clean room, so you won't be allowed to go in I'm afraid. As soon as he's brought out of the O.R., though, we can let you see him for a few seconds, then I think it'd be best for you to go home and try and get some rest. It'll be about this time tomorrow that he's released to the children's ward, at which time you can come and visit him. It does often help for parents to talk softly to their children to wake them up, so I'd hope that you're here when they move him.”

“Thank you Doctor, I'd like to see him before you take him upstairs.”

The doctor nodded and walked off. Before the two men could turn and talk though, another doctor came out and found Nicolas. He too told the doctor to just go ahead and tell him the news.

“Sorry to say Sir, but I have no idea why your son went into a coma, other than shock. We've done every test and scan that we can possibly do, and he's as healthy as can be, with the exception of his hands, and of course his bladder, but being that it's not even there, which explained the diapers, I'm certain you knew of that.”

“I did, he had to have it removed after it was too far damaged, and his body rejected the replacement. What's wrong with his hands?”

“Oh. His hands have multiple broken bones, in both. Nothing major, but after hearing about what he did, the damage is surprisingly small.”

“They'll heal though?”

“Yes, I see no reason to believe that he'll have any lasting effects from this.”

“Good. How long do you figure he'll stay asleep for then?”

“It's hard to say. Clearly his mind just shut down for some reason, serious trauma or shock can do just that sorta thing, especially to children, but it's impossible to say. Couple days at least I'd say, but could be months. It's really all in his field now, it's up to him as to when he wakes up. It'd certainly be best for a loving parent to be there and talk to him, to tell him that he's gonna be fine, to wake up, that sorta thing. We've already sent him up to a room in the pediatric ward, where I'm told another boy who just came in that's in a coma will be staying as well.”

“Oh, that other boy's probably the one he beat up.”

“Oh, will that be a problem, should I request that they have separate rooms?”

“No.” Both dads said.

Then Dwayne had to explain who he was, the doctor was surprised.

“You're welcome to go see your son now Nicolas, but you should probably go home shortly and get some rest, you look like you need it.”

“Yeah, but Nico's far more important right now, so tell me his room number please, so that I can go and see him.”

He was told the information, then Nicolas told Dwayne that he would likely see him later, then headed upstairs. Just after Nicolas left, Dwayne was called in to see Michael for just a few seconds.

Dwayne burst into tears again at seeing Michael, he looked horrible, and he had no idea how one boy could possibly do so much damage. He had seen people hit by vehicles that did not look as bad. He visited only for a minute, then gave Michael a kiss on his forehead and headed out.

Nicolas went and sat by Nico for more than an hour, gently playing with his hair and talking softly to him, telling him just how much he loved him. To look at him, you would think Nico was just simply sleeping, and other than the bandages around his hands, and an IV tube into his wrist, he looked perfectly fine. A little pale granted, but fine otherwise.

One day over two months later, Michael finally started to come out of his coma. Nico had already started to almost a week before, but it had been decided amongst both dads and both doctors to keep Nico asleep until Michael was awake as well, because Nico was going to need to see that Michael was okay as well.

Nicolas had known exactly what Nico would feel if Michael either never woke up, or woke up damaged. It took two days for Michael to wake up fully, and by the time he did, he was very nearly fully healed. Most of his casts had only had to stay on for six weeks, and being that he was in a coma anyway, there was no risk of damaging anything. All the bruising had gone down, even his internal injuries were almost totally healed, and to look at him, he looked almost completely back to normal.

The bandaging holding Nico's hands in place had only had to stay on for four weeks, and he was now almost completely back to normal, other than still being in a coma.

Michael had even been into surgery to have his teeth all fixed up, and the top teeth that had not been too bad, at least the doctors thought, the dental surgeon felt were too far gone, so all bad teeth were replaced now.

Over the course of the two months, the men had gotten to know each other very well. They were both often at the hospital at the same time, and, as such, they talked a lot. They actually really liked each other, they had a lot in common. The boys were also visited several times by several of the boys who had been part of Michael's gang. They all apologized profusely to both fathers, because, like they said, in the end, it was all their faults that everyone was hurt. Had they have not all been in on it, it would not have happened. The boys all said that though the courts had been unable to really do too much, they had all been given community service, a hundred hours each, for their parts in the bullying, and they were all now in other schools, most of them together, but they all vowed that they were not bullying anyone. The boys came at least once a week to visit and to see how the boys were doing, and they were happy that they would soon wake up.

Both boys had only two lines to them now, one was the IV for liquids and nutrients, and the other was their catheter lines, though both only had to have condom catheters on. The day that they knew that Michael would wake up though, Dwayne asked for diapers, so that he could keep Michael diapered, and they were granted. Nicolas got some for Nico as well and diapered him.

Finally Michael woke up, and it was to see his dads sad face looking at him. It took a bit, his voice did not want to work, but eventually, he was able to talk.

“I'm sorry Daddy.” He whispered.

“Do you know what happened?”

“Yes and no. I know I pushed Nico too far and he hit me. I've been having nightmares for what feels like forever, so many of them, they were so horrible. He musta knocked me out, 'cause I don't remember nothing. That's odd though, I don't feel any pain.”

“All that's because you've been in a coma for just over two months.”

“I-I-I've been asleep for two months?”

“Yes.”

“What's wrong, why do you look so sad?”

“Because, you finally went too far, you pushed Nico to the point he nearly killed you. It's for the best that you were asleep, because otherwise you would've had a very hard two months. Most everything's been repaired, you'll hopefully have no lasting effects from the beating that Nico gave to you, with the exception of one thing. If you're able to, reach down and check your underwear.”

It took a few seconds, because Michael's muscles did not want to work properly, something the doctors had told both fathers that the boys would have to work on once they were awake, but eventually he did. It took a few seconds once he managed to reach down and feel his underwear to understand what he was feeling.

“That's not underwear, I'm wearing a diaper, aren't I?” He said, though he did not cry, something that actually surprised Dwayne.

“That's right. Your bladder was destroyed, and while the doctors said that they could replace it, I told them not to, at least, at this time. So, that means that you have to wear diapers.”

“I understand, and considering what I did, it's fitting.” Michael said, and funnily enough, he had not removed his hand, he was still holding his diapered crotch.

“Yes, and until you're old enough to go in for the surgery yourself, I'm not allowing you to do so. I think that you need this constant reminder of what you did.”

“I understand, and I agree with you. I want you to call Nico for me please, I think I need to talk to him, to tell him this myself.”

“That won't be necessary. Look to your right.”

So he did, the dads both moved out of the way, and Michael saw Nico laying there asleep as well.

“Why's Nico here?” He asked in shock.

Everything was explained to him, even the fact that Nico was only in a chemically induced coma now to keep him asleep until Michael was awake, so that they could know he was okay.

“He, he went into a coma too from what I did to him?” He asked, this caused him to cry.

“Yes. You see, you made him shut down completely. This is exactly what I told you was gonna happen. He almost killed you, you almost killed him.”

“I'm a horrible person, aren't I?”

“Depends.”

“What do you mean.”

“Were you a horrible person, even though I tried and I tried to stop you from being a bully?”

“Yes.” He said, looking down.

“Yes, you were, I tried to tell you that. Are you now though?”

“No.” He said with conviction.

“Good, then that's all that matters. Nico's meds were removed this morning, when we were certain you'd wake up today. When he wakes up, I don't want you to say anything, we're gonna pull the curtains closed, so that he and his dad can have a few minutes, and then we're gonna leave the two of you alone. You two need some time.”

“Thanks, I'd really like that. So, you must be Nico's dad then?”

“Yes.”

“I'd like to apologize to you for what I did, but there's nothing I can say that'd make what I did better. I hope that someday you can forgive me, though I don't really think I deserve that.”

“Thank you Michael. You're forgiven, even though you don't think you deserve it. You did a horrible thing, you were being incredibly mean and cruel, you and your friends caused this to happen, but that's all behind us now, all I want for you to do is to get better and be a better person. Something like this only has one good thing about it, it'll help you to grow and be a better person, at least I hope so.”

“Thank you Sir. That means a lot to me, and I will, really I will.” He said, tears streaking down, and Nicolas hugged him and told him that he would be okay.

A few minutes later, Nico started moaning and groaning, he was starting to wake up. The curtains were pulled and Dwayne and Michael sat and talked quietly, trying to give Nico and Nicolas their privacy. It took almost half an hour more for Nico to wake up, and then five minutes before he too could speak.

“Hi Daddy. Where am I?” He asked, looking around.

“You've been in the hospital for two months Baby, you went into a shock induced coma after beating Michael to a pulp and hurting several other people. It took twelve people to subdue you, and when they finally did, you crashed and passed out. Do you remember anything from that day?”

“Yes, and no. I think I've been having dreams about it, that's what it feels like, like I saw it happen, I think I know it was me, but it couldn't have been. I'd never hit anyone like that. It was brutal, he was gonna kill Michael, I yelled for him to stop, that he was dead, but it just kept happening. Every time it happened in the dream, I was certain it was me, but it wasn't me, I didn't kill him, did I? Am I gonna have to go to jail?”

“It wasn't a dream Baby, and no, you're not gonna go to jail. You didn't kill Michael, but you did hurt him very badly. He's almost all better now though, he was in a coma as well, but he's already waken up, and he's fine. He very much wants to talk to you though.”

“I really did that, but how?”

“I've always told you that you're incredibly strong, you can lift almost as much as I can, and you're the best in your martial arts class. If you weren't so shy and timid, you'd have seen that long before now. However, you're right, it wasn't entirely you either. When you snapped, a more primal version of you was exposed, you went almost totally insane for several minutes. The rest of you couldn't cope with that though, which was why you went into shock when you came down. Now, how would you feel about talking to Michael?”

“I really wanna apologize to him, I shouldn't have done that, I was gonna kill him, I fully intended to kill him, but, what if, what if that happens again and I do kill him Daddy, I don't wanna kill anyone. What about the others I hurt, are they okay too?”

“It's not gonna happen again Baby, don't worry. All the others have been here several times to see you, to make sure you were doing okay. They all very much wanna apologize to you as well.”

“Really, but are you sure?”

“Absolutely.”

“Then, can you arrange for him to come here and talk to me some time soon?”

“That won't be necessary Baby.”

Nicolas just got up and opened the curtains that closed off the two sides of the room, and then, before either boy could even say a word, both men left the room, closing the door behind them. They went to the nurses station and told them that both boys were awake and talking, that they seemed to be just fine, but to leave them for at least the next hour, they had a lot of healing to do that they could only do together. They nodded, agreeing with the men, they knew the entire story by now, and knew that the boys could only do this part on their own.