[FIC] Speech of Silence - Chapter 6
Title : Speech of Silence - chp 6
Author : chibitanz
Pairing : AKAME, hints of RyoDa
Rating : PG goes up to NC17
Disclaimer : own the plot
Warning : Unbetaed
Summary : a mute and a depressed, fate wants a game.
A/N : Bad english (tenses and grammar mistakes), fic made in a rush. ideas came and i just wrote, so everything was purely taken from the pensieve where i kept my memories.
Kazuya has been waiting under a huge tree in front of the bookstore for the past 25 minutes. The extra 5 minutes he took was because he was too excited for the date.
Jin is late…
Hmm maybe its not such a good idea for a date…
Maybe he’s too busy right now… maybe I should just go home…
He looked at his watch again. As he looked up later, he sees Jin running towards his direction and he could not help but to smile happily at the sight.
“Kazu! I’m so sorry I’m late. There’s been something going on in the café and I was about to leave when something showed up and then I thought I’d stay for awhile but I swear I didn’t forget about you waiting here so I tried to hurry and then -” Jin was silenced by a pair of lips, to which he replied immediately as the small pair of lips closed in on his.
They kissed a long and meaningful kiss and pulled away to catch their breaths. Kazuya smiled, his cheeks were burning red. Jin took his hand and they were cold.
“Sorry, have you been waiting long?” Jin’s words came out in half pants and half whispers.
Kazuya must have been cold because he could see the smaller form shivering from the slight breeze from the night. Jin closed the distance between them and they stood in each other’s embrace before Jin pulled back to take Kazuya’s hand in his while they walked over to a park. Said place was beautiful as the trees along the pathway on left and right that grew tall and slanted made perfect arches that acts as a shade in between. Bright lights of red and white made their ways among the leaves and bushes. It was still early, the benches, or loveseats, were barely occupied with couples. Jin had chosen the perfect timing to bring Kazuya over to this place for a dinner, of one with take away. Jin brought Kazuya to sit down on one of the benches.
“Dinner.” Jin winked and Kazuya waited as the former took out a small bite-sized cupcake from the brown food bag. The cupcake was layered with a coating of blue on the top with a Santa-like figurine sitting on it and decorated with a lining of cream around the cupcake. Kazuya’s eyes were examining the cupcake with awe. He looked at Jin and the latter nodded his head.
Kazuya took a bite off the cupcake and chewed.
Sweet.
Kazuya quirked up a small smile which becomes wider as he finished the cupcake. Jin was practically trying to read each expression made from the boy next to him. Jin sees, as he took a bite, the smaller one was slow and careful, showing signs of gentleness and poise. Poise was definitely. Kazuya had the word spelled on his body as he took every step. He was graceful as he walked. The fingers that held the cupcake in his hands were so fragile, no, every part of him is fragile. Kazuya looked, or perhaps he is, breakable. The way his closed mouth were chewing so slowly and gentle shows he is absolutely bashful in not just eating but in everything else as well.
But Jin was worried. He knew the man, his uncle is not a person who can be trusted. The man was full of lies and crimes as much as Jin knew how to read ABC. Jin’s uncle could do so much just to get his hands on what he wanted. Jin was afraid that if he would not do as his uncle says, Kazuya would be the one to suffer the consequences. Putting someone he cared about in grave danger just because of him is just unimaginable.
As Jin did some thinking to himself as well, he thought it was somehow peculiar that he had committed himself physically and emotionally towards a young man who appeared before his life since the past two days. Whatever the feeling this is, he was sure he has not felt it before. However, if the idea of the situation where he fell in love with a man in just two days was just an imagination which he had not expected to happen, Jin would practically laugh his ass off for the sheer impossibility. The unexpected turned out to be inevitable, so it seems.
Jin did not realise he was staring at Kazuya until the latter blushed even harder as he swallowed the last bit in his mouth and looked away from Jin.
Jin rubbed his head shyly, being caught doing something so embarrassing, he ought to come up with a change of subject.
“S-So, how was the cupcake?”
Kazuya nodded with a smile and showed Jin a thumbs-up gesture.
“I… have a few more here. Here,” Jin gave Kazuya the brown food bag.
Kazuya tilted his head to the side and looks curiously at Jin.
“Wh-What?” Jin blinked and forced a small smile.
Kazuya started writing.
You don’t look so happy. Is something the matter?
“N-No. Nothing, really.” Jin looked away.
You’re a bad liar, you know that?
Before Jin was about to answer, Kazuya took his face under the latter’s palms. Jin frowned and pouted a bit. Just how did the smaller one knew what was playing on his mind he had definitely no idea of. Perhaps, he was showing it without him knowing it? But he had always been great in acting. People said he could act so well that there was almost no difference between him and ugh, Nagase Tomoya. Why did people compare him with him, Jin simply had no clue.
Tell me, Kame mouthed the words.
“I… “ Jin looked away for a second before he continued. “Kazuya, about my past... you see, as you know, my family, they were taken and killed by the Yakuzas because my dad stood up against them. I haven't really told you the details. Everything happened was my uncle’s fault…”
*Flashback…
“We heard you threatened our young master for money…” one of the man spoke.
“No one does that to our Jun-sama.”
“How dare you!”
“I-I’m sorry! I-I didn’t know he was - I’m sorry! Please, forgive me! Let me go and I’ll do anything! Please! P-Please! A-Anything! I’ll d-do anything!” Akanishi Sentou begged at the Yakuzas.
“Begging for your life now, eh? Just a moment ago you were trying to get all over me when I refused to give you any money and now here you are, begging for your unworthy life!” the young master, known as Jun, hissed at the begging man.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I-I didn’t know! Please forgive me! I c-couldn’t control myself! I’m sorry!” the man begged again.
“Men have desires. I do, too.” Jun watched him with a sly look in his eyes. “Akanishi Sentou, you are the uncle of Akanishi Jin of Red Field College, yes?”
“Y-Yes. J-Jin is m-my nephew.”
“He has a great body. Perfect for what I have in mind. This is a perfect chance, now that you are here. I attend the same college as him, Akanishi and my eyes were set on him ever since. Guys and girls, all the same. They were all crazy over him. Unfortunately, he was too ignorant for his own good.”
“Y-Yes.”
“I believe he can make my club famous.”
“Y-Yes… wait, are you g-going to make him a-”
“Prostitute, yes.”
“W-Why? I thought you wanted him for yourself.”
Jun scoffed. “I did. He rejected me and said if I wanted a guy, I should find a prostitute. I didn’t want to take the fact, turning his words around, I’d make him a prostitute and then I’ll have him. He said that himself, didn’t he? Find a prostitute. That’s exactly what I’m doing, except making him one against his will.”
“T-Then, if I send my nephew to you, would you -”
“You can crawl back to the hole from where you came from.”
The night after…
“Uncle Sentou! What brings you here?” surprise shown on Jin’s face when he opened the door, only to find someone he had not and would not hope to see.
“Hello, Jin. My, what a big boy you’ve grown up as. Guys and girls will all be over you with that handsome face of yours.” his uncle snickered.
“Sentou? What are you doing here, late at night?” Akanishi Kentou asked from the living room.
“Ah, Kentou. Can’t a brother came to visit his brother’s family?”
“It’s late.” Akanishi Kentou pointed.
“I’m free.” Akanishi Sentou countered.
“I’m not.”
“Then make time.”
“Why should I?”
“I’m your brother.”
“What does it matter?”
“I have business to talk to you.”
“I don’t. You’re always here for money.”
“I want Jin.”
“What?”
“I got in trouble with the Yakuza, they wanted Jin.”
“What the hell do they want with my son?”
“None of your business. Just tell Jin to come with me.”
“No.”
“Don’t make this hard for me, Kentou.”
“What do they want with Jin?” Kentou repeated.
“Just give him to me.”
“No, tell me what do they want with him!”
“The Yakuzas won’t let me off unless I give them Jin!”
“Jin is my son! What do you mean, give?”
“The boy wanted Jin to become a male whore in his club!”
“What? No!”
“Kentou! Its my life we’re talking about! Give Jin to me and I’ll be save!”
“Get out! Don’t ever come to my house again! You are crazy!”
“Don’t regret this, Kentou!” Sentou said and dialled numbers on his phones.
“They are not giving Jin to me.”
The line ended and a few minutes later, several hard knocks were heard at the door of the Akanishi household.
Jin’s mother opened the door and more than ten men came charging inside the house, scaring Jin’s mother and Jin.
“Wh-What do you people want?”
The men did not answer but bolted towards their target of the night : the young boy in blue pyjamas, standing in front of his mother with protective arms held at both sides.
They took the wriggling and twisting boy in their huge and strong arms while some of the men stopped Jin’s parents from taking Jin away.
“Mom! Dad! Where are they taking me?” Jin yelled from under the men’s arms.
“Jin! What do you people want?” Jin’s mother gave out a shrill cry, her hands were up in mid-air, trying to reach her son.
“Let him go! I want my son! You have no right!” Jin’s father tried to kick himself out of the strong grips on his body.
“Mom! Dad!” Jin called.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from the outside, slow and careful the sounds stopped at the threshold. As Jun walked into the house, the big men bowed and the wide, evil smirk on his face never left even as he squat down in front of Jin’s parents.
“You…” Jin whispered as he struggled to see the face of the boy who just appeared.
Jun turned slightly at the direction of Jin’s voice. “Yes, me.”
“Wouldn’t it have been easier if you just surrender your son to me?”
Akanishi Kentou looked at Jun in disbelief. “So its you.”
“Me, the Yakuza’s young master who does everything as he pleases and gets everything he wants.” Jun grinned evilly. “Even kill.”
“What do you intend to do to my son?”
“Why, with his body like that and looks that kill, I may as well made him a stripper. If he can’t dance, I’ll make him a prostitute. By then, the whole world will know that there is a fucking paradise in Tokyo, namely the F Club.”
“Let go of my son, let go of my son! Let go of my son! Let go of my son!” Jin’s mother screamed and Jun’s back hand connected with her right cheek.
“Shut up!“ Jun said from his now standing position.
Jin and his dad were outraged by Jun’s action, they tried to wriggle out of the strong grips again but failed.
“People like you are no good to the world! You are an utter humiliation to the species of mankind!” Kentou spat.
Jun stilled suddenly. He turned slowly to face the man who talked earlier.
“Apologise.”
Kentou only stared at the boy in front of him with pure hatred in his eyes.
“I said apologize.” he continued in a smaller voice that makes one shiver hearing it. “Then maybe perhaps I can spare your little life if you begged and say your sorry.”
“Never.”
Jun smirked. “Finish them.” he said to his men.
The big men turned to the couple with pistols pointed in front of them. A blast was heard at the small house of the Akanishis and Jin lost the sight of happiness in his life.
The next day, Jin found himself waking up in a big room. Everything was unfamiliar to him. He stared at hollowly above the ceiling, trying to recall yesterday’s event. Then, it came. The images of yesterday’s episodes floating inside his mind.
The screams, the tears, the bright light and the loud sounds…
It took him awhile to take in the fact that his parents are now gone. He was alone.
A knock was heard at the door and a boy walked in. Behind him were a few bulky men in black suits.
“You are finally awake.” Jun said with a smile on his face.
“What do you want?” Jin asked, tears were pooling in his eyes, threatening to fall anytime now but Jin did not want to cry in front of the boy.
Jun leaned closer and traced Jin’s face with his finger. “Don’t you remember, honey? You said, if I wanted a boyfriend I should go find myself a prostitute. So now, I’m making you one and so I can have you myself when you’re fucked. Isn’t that what you were trying to mean with your words?” Jun looked at him innocently.
“I-I’m not going to! Let me go! Get away from me! Let me go!” Jin tried to escape, he ran towards the door only to be pulled back effortlessly by the big men. He kicked furiously in attempt to get away from the death grips of the arms but to no avail.
Jun stepped in front of Jin. “I’ll make you humiliated, for making fun of me. Now, you will make my club legendary with that virgin ass of yours.” with that, Jun walked away, his laughter were heard echoing in the hallway.
The men put Jin down and several girls came and get Jin prepared. The latter did refuse at first, he kicked, punched and yelled thus, they had to put him unconscious with a hit on the back of his head.
When he woke up the second time of the day, he was fully dressed in a black jacket where a white V-neck were worn underneath and long pants. He looked at the mirror and he swore the image reflected was not him. His eye lids were layered with thin black and glittering eyeliners, his hair were gelled up and curled, with highlights of blonde. His black star earring was gone, replaced with a shiny cross.
The door flew open. The big men were back again.
“Akanishi-sama, your car is ready.”
“What? What car?”
“We are going to the F Club.”
“What - No!”
“Akanishi-sama, if you do not do as Master Jun says, your parents will really be in danger.”
“My parents? Don’t fuck with me! You killed them!”
“No, Master Jun spared their lives. So you work with him, or else they will really be gone from this world.”
Jin stared at them. The thought of his parents being alive made him happy but came another one, he had to sell his body in order to keep them save.
Jin took a step into the F Club. He felt many eyes were watching as him as he walked through the narrow hall and into a room with the label Akanishi Jin.
“You will have your call to the first customer soon.”
He was then brought to a VIP room where a man in mid-thirties were sitting half naked on the bed.
“Ah, Jin is it?”
Jin gulped. He never thought his first would be given to an asshole like the one he is facing right now.
The man was quick to reach to his side and started pulling his coat off. “ I trust you have a good voice to let me hear your moans.”
Jin could not let out a sound at all. The man had a towel wrapped around his waist, covering the lower part of his body but Jin swear he must be big and painful. He was thinking how he was going to moan when all he could probably let out were screams of disgust instead of pleasure.
When the man suddenly took off his towel, Jin could not take it anymore. That was barely big. It was humongous and not to mention gross! The man tried to lean closer but Jin was faster and pushed him away.
“Get away from me!”
The man smirked. “My, my…”
Jin ran out of the room quickly, he looked around to find himself a way to escape. Out, anywhere but here. He climbed up the ventilation system and escaped through the back door before anyone could see him.
Outside, he ran as fast as he could until he found his way home.
His home was dark, he stepped inside slowly. He turned on the lights and his jaw dropped to the ground when the big men stood waiting for him.
“Welcome back, Akanishi-sama.”
“You have been a bad boy, haven’t you? And now I will punish you.” Jun said from the couch.
“Where are my parents? I want to see them!” Jin shouted.
“What parents? They were long dead. It was a bait just to get you into the club. Tadori-san called me, he wasn’t satisfied with a server that ran away when he was just about to get in mood.”
“They were really dead.” Jin spoke to himself.
“Yes. And now, you will be sold to the place where your hot ass belongs. Tokyo.”
Jin was dragged again and dumped into a car. He was bounded by ropes at the back seats when two men sat and one began driving.
“Heh heh. Good luck, boy. Jun-sama told us to send you far this time.”
His mind was then thinking of ways in escaping again. He started grabbing absently around him for something that would be able to untie himself. He felt nothing. He tried pulling his hands out from the tight bound on his wrists and success!
Within minutes, he was freed from the ropes and the two idiots in front had no idea. Silently as possible, he unlock the door. As he did, the sound from the lock made the two men turned and in that instant, Jin opened the door and jumped out of the car.
The car stop abruptly and Jin took the chance to run along the streets and into the dark alleyway. He only started breathing again when he was assured of his safety inside the box he was now hiding inside. He had to find someone. Anyone.
His eyelids were falling slowly and he was later on drove into a slumber.
*
“… and that’s where you found me.” Jin finished.
When Jin looks at Kazuya in his eyes again, he found the latter’s eyes wet and before he had time to ask if he was okay, he was pulled into a tight embrace.
“C-Can’t b-breathe…” Kazuya was hugging him so tight, it was the as if he did not want to let Jin go.
Little did Jin knew, it was what Kazuya was trying to mean.
You’re not going to leave my apartment until you are definitely save from those bad guys. Kazuya wrote.
Jin smiled.
As he laid his eyes on Kazuya again, his thoughts were only images of the beautiful boy in front of him. Everything was bright and happy when he sees the smaller boy.
Meanwhile, back at the Matsumoto residence…
“You idiots! It’s been almost a three days now and you’re fucking telling me you have no idea of his whereabouts? Fuck you!” Jun yelled from his master bedroom.
Three men in front of him had their heads bowed to a level where almost no normal human could.
“Find again! This time, search each and every bit of Tokyo, if you have to.” Jun sneered.
You are really pissing me off, Akanishi Jin. Nobody runs away from me. Twice.
A/N 2 : *bricked* Really sorry for the late update!!! >< i made a long chap this time in order to make it up to u beautiful readers! ooh the comments! im replying them now ^ ^
A/N 3 : Your comments really made my day i swear they do! ^ ^
Author : chibitanz
Pairing : AKAME, hints of RyoDa
Rating : PG goes up to NC17
Disclaimer : own the plot
Warning : Unbetaed
Summary : a mute and a depressed, fate wants a game.
A/N : Bad english (tenses and grammar mistakes), fic made in a rush. ideas came and i just wrote, so everything was purely taken from the pensieve where i kept my memories.
Kazuya has been waiting under a huge tree in front of the bookstore for the past 25 minutes. The extra 5 minutes he took was because he was too excited for the date.
Jin is late…
Hmm maybe its not such a good idea for a date…
Maybe he’s too busy right now… maybe I should just go home…
He looked at his watch again. As he looked up later, he sees Jin running towards his direction and he could not help but to smile happily at the sight.
“Kazu! I’m so sorry I’m late. There’s been something going on in the café and I was about to leave when something showed up and then I thought I’d stay for awhile but I swear I didn’t forget about you waiting here so I tried to hurry and then -” Jin was silenced by a pair of lips, to which he replied immediately as the small pair of lips closed in on his.
They kissed a long and meaningful kiss and pulled away to catch their breaths. Kazuya smiled, his cheeks were burning red. Jin took his hand and they were cold.
“Sorry, have you been waiting long?” Jin’s words came out in half pants and half whispers.
Kazuya must have been cold because he could see the smaller form shivering from the slight breeze from the night. Jin closed the distance between them and they stood in each other’s embrace before Jin pulled back to take Kazuya’s hand in his while they walked over to a park. Said place was beautiful as the trees along the pathway on left and right that grew tall and slanted made perfect arches that acts as a shade in between. Bright lights of red and white made their ways among the leaves and bushes. It was still early, the benches, or loveseats, were barely occupied with couples. Jin had chosen the perfect timing to bring Kazuya over to this place for a dinner, of one with take away. Jin brought Kazuya to sit down on one of the benches.
“Dinner.” Jin winked and Kazuya waited as the former took out a small bite-sized cupcake from the brown food bag. The cupcake was layered with a coating of blue on the top with a Santa-like figurine sitting on it and decorated with a lining of cream around the cupcake. Kazuya’s eyes were examining the cupcake with awe. He looked at Jin and the latter nodded his head.
Kazuya took a bite off the cupcake and chewed.
Sweet.
Kazuya quirked up a small smile which becomes wider as he finished the cupcake. Jin was practically trying to read each expression made from the boy next to him. Jin sees, as he took a bite, the smaller one was slow and careful, showing signs of gentleness and poise. Poise was definitely. Kazuya had the word spelled on his body as he took every step. He was graceful as he walked. The fingers that held the cupcake in his hands were so fragile, no, every part of him is fragile. Kazuya looked, or perhaps he is, breakable. The way his closed mouth were chewing so slowly and gentle shows he is absolutely bashful in not just eating but in everything else as well.
But Jin was worried. He knew the man, his uncle is not a person who can be trusted. The man was full of lies and crimes as much as Jin knew how to read ABC. Jin’s uncle could do so much just to get his hands on what he wanted. Jin was afraid that if he would not do as his uncle says, Kazuya would be the one to suffer the consequences. Putting someone he cared about in grave danger just because of him is just unimaginable.
As Jin did some thinking to himself as well, he thought it was somehow peculiar that he had committed himself physically and emotionally towards a young man who appeared before his life since the past two days. Whatever the feeling this is, he was sure he has not felt it before. However, if the idea of the situation where he fell in love with a man in just two days was just an imagination which he had not expected to happen, Jin would practically laugh his ass off for the sheer impossibility. The unexpected turned out to be inevitable, so it seems.
Jin did not realise he was staring at Kazuya until the latter blushed even harder as he swallowed the last bit in his mouth and looked away from Jin.
Jin rubbed his head shyly, being caught doing something so embarrassing, he ought to come up with a change of subject.
“S-So, how was the cupcake?”
Kazuya nodded with a smile and showed Jin a thumbs-up gesture.
“I… have a few more here. Here,” Jin gave Kazuya the brown food bag.
Kazuya tilted his head to the side and looks curiously at Jin.
“Wh-What?” Jin blinked and forced a small smile.
Kazuya started writing.
You don’t look so happy. Is something the matter?
“N-No. Nothing, really.” Jin looked away.
You’re a bad liar, you know that?
Before Jin was about to answer, Kazuya took his face under the latter’s palms. Jin frowned and pouted a bit. Just how did the smaller one knew what was playing on his mind he had definitely no idea of. Perhaps, he was showing it without him knowing it? But he had always been great in acting. People said he could act so well that there was almost no difference between him and ugh, Nagase Tomoya. Why did people compare him with him, Jin simply had no clue.
Tell me, Kame mouthed the words.
“I… “ Jin looked away for a second before he continued. “Kazuya, about my past... you see, as you know, my family, they were taken and killed by the Yakuzas because my dad stood up against them. I haven't really told you the details. Everything happened was my uncle’s fault…”
*Flashback…
“We heard you threatened our young master for money…” one of the man spoke.
“No one does that to our Jun-sama.”
“How dare you!”
“I-I’m sorry! I-I didn’t know he was - I’m sorry! Please, forgive me! Let me go and I’ll do anything! Please! P-Please! A-Anything! I’ll d-do anything!” Akanishi Sentou begged at the Yakuzas.
“Begging for your life now, eh? Just a moment ago you were trying to get all over me when I refused to give you any money and now here you are, begging for your unworthy life!” the young master, known as Jun, hissed at the begging man.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I-I didn’t know! Please forgive me! I c-couldn’t control myself! I’m sorry!” the man begged again.
“Men have desires. I do, too.” Jun watched him with a sly look in his eyes. “Akanishi Sentou, you are the uncle of Akanishi Jin of Red Field College, yes?”
“Y-Yes. J-Jin is m-my nephew.”
“He has a great body. Perfect for what I have in mind. This is a perfect chance, now that you are here. I attend the same college as him, Akanishi and my eyes were set on him ever since. Guys and girls, all the same. They were all crazy over him. Unfortunately, he was too ignorant for his own good.”
“Y-Yes.”
“I believe he can make my club famous.”
“Y-Yes… wait, are you g-going to make him a-”
“Prostitute, yes.”
“W-Why? I thought you wanted him for yourself.”
Jun scoffed. “I did. He rejected me and said if I wanted a guy, I should find a prostitute. I didn’t want to take the fact, turning his words around, I’d make him a prostitute and then I’ll have him. He said that himself, didn’t he? Find a prostitute. That’s exactly what I’m doing, except making him one against his will.”
“T-Then, if I send my nephew to you, would you -”
“You can crawl back to the hole from where you came from.”
The night after…
“Uncle Sentou! What brings you here?” surprise shown on Jin’s face when he opened the door, only to find someone he had not and would not hope to see.
“Hello, Jin. My, what a big boy you’ve grown up as. Guys and girls will all be over you with that handsome face of yours.” his uncle snickered.
“Sentou? What are you doing here, late at night?” Akanishi Kentou asked from the living room.
“Ah, Kentou. Can’t a brother came to visit his brother’s family?”
“It’s late.” Akanishi Kentou pointed.
“I’m free.” Akanishi Sentou countered.
“I’m not.”
“Then make time.”
“Why should I?”
“I’m your brother.”
“What does it matter?”
“I have business to talk to you.”
“I don’t. You’re always here for money.”
“I want Jin.”
“What?”
“I got in trouble with the Yakuza, they wanted Jin.”
“What the hell do they want with my son?”
“None of your business. Just tell Jin to come with me.”
“No.”
“Don’t make this hard for me, Kentou.”
“What do they want with Jin?” Kentou repeated.
“Just give him to me.”
“No, tell me what do they want with him!”
“The Yakuzas won’t let me off unless I give them Jin!”
“Jin is my son! What do you mean, give?”
“The boy wanted Jin to become a male whore in his club!”
“What? No!”
“Kentou! Its my life we’re talking about! Give Jin to me and I’ll be save!”
“Get out! Don’t ever come to my house again! You are crazy!”
“Don’t regret this, Kentou!” Sentou said and dialled numbers on his phones.
“They are not giving Jin to me.”
The line ended and a few minutes later, several hard knocks were heard at the door of the Akanishi household.
Jin’s mother opened the door and more than ten men came charging inside the house, scaring Jin’s mother and Jin.
“Wh-What do you people want?”
The men did not answer but bolted towards their target of the night : the young boy in blue pyjamas, standing in front of his mother with protective arms held at both sides.
They took the wriggling and twisting boy in their huge and strong arms while some of the men stopped Jin’s parents from taking Jin away.
“Mom! Dad! Where are they taking me?” Jin yelled from under the men’s arms.
“Jin! What do you people want?” Jin’s mother gave out a shrill cry, her hands were up in mid-air, trying to reach her son.
“Let him go! I want my son! You have no right!” Jin’s father tried to kick himself out of the strong grips on his body.
“Mom! Dad!” Jin called.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from the outside, slow and careful the sounds stopped at the threshold. As Jun walked into the house, the big men bowed and the wide, evil smirk on his face never left even as he squat down in front of Jin’s parents.
“You…” Jin whispered as he struggled to see the face of the boy who just appeared.
Jun turned slightly at the direction of Jin’s voice. “Yes, me.”
“Wouldn’t it have been easier if you just surrender your son to me?”
Akanishi Kentou looked at Jun in disbelief. “So its you.”
“Me, the Yakuza’s young master who does everything as he pleases and gets everything he wants.” Jun grinned evilly. “Even kill.”
“What do you intend to do to my son?”
“Why, with his body like that and looks that kill, I may as well made him a stripper. If he can’t dance, I’ll make him a prostitute. By then, the whole world will know that there is a fucking paradise in Tokyo, namely the F Club.”
“Let go of my son, let go of my son! Let go of my son! Let go of my son!” Jin’s mother screamed and Jun’s back hand connected with her right cheek.
“Shut up!“ Jun said from his now standing position.
Jin and his dad were outraged by Jun’s action, they tried to wriggle out of the strong grips again but failed.
“People like you are no good to the world! You are an utter humiliation to the species of mankind!” Kentou spat.
Jun stilled suddenly. He turned slowly to face the man who talked earlier.
“Apologise.”
Kentou only stared at the boy in front of him with pure hatred in his eyes.
“I said apologize.” he continued in a smaller voice that makes one shiver hearing it. “Then maybe perhaps I can spare your little life if you begged and say your sorry.”
“Never.”
Jun smirked. “Finish them.” he said to his men.
The big men turned to the couple with pistols pointed in front of them. A blast was heard at the small house of the Akanishis and Jin lost the sight of happiness in his life.
The next day, Jin found himself waking up in a big room. Everything was unfamiliar to him. He stared at hollowly above the ceiling, trying to recall yesterday’s event. Then, it came. The images of yesterday’s episodes floating inside his mind.
The screams, the tears, the bright light and the loud sounds…
It took him awhile to take in the fact that his parents are now gone. He was alone.
A knock was heard at the door and a boy walked in. Behind him were a few bulky men in black suits.
“You are finally awake.” Jun said with a smile on his face.
“What do you want?” Jin asked, tears were pooling in his eyes, threatening to fall anytime now but Jin did not want to cry in front of the boy.
Jun leaned closer and traced Jin’s face with his finger. “Don’t you remember, honey? You said, if I wanted a boyfriend I should go find myself a prostitute. So now, I’m making you one and so I can have you myself when you’re fucked. Isn’t that what you were trying to mean with your words?” Jun looked at him innocently.
“I-I’m not going to! Let me go! Get away from me! Let me go!” Jin tried to escape, he ran towards the door only to be pulled back effortlessly by the big men. He kicked furiously in attempt to get away from the death grips of the arms but to no avail.
Jun stepped in front of Jin. “I’ll make you humiliated, for making fun of me. Now, you will make my club legendary with that virgin ass of yours.” with that, Jun walked away, his laughter were heard echoing in the hallway.
The men put Jin down and several girls came and get Jin prepared. The latter did refuse at first, he kicked, punched and yelled thus, they had to put him unconscious with a hit on the back of his head.
When he woke up the second time of the day, he was fully dressed in a black jacket where a white V-neck were worn underneath and long pants. He looked at the mirror and he swore the image reflected was not him. His eye lids were layered with thin black and glittering eyeliners, his hair were gelled up and curled, with highlights of blonde. His black star earring was gone, replaced with a shiny cross.
The door flew open. The big men were back again.
“Akanishi-sama, your car is ready.”
“What? What car?”
“We are going to the F Club.”
“What - No!”
“Akanishi-sama, if you do not do as Master Jun says, your parents will really be in danger.”
“My parents? Don’t fuck with me! You killed them!”
“No, Master Jun spared their lives. So you work with him, or else they will really be gone from this world.”
Jin stared at them. The thought of his parents being alive made him happy but came another one, he had to sell his body in order to keep them save.
Jin took a step into the F Club. He felt many eyes were watching as him as he walked through the narrow hall and into a room with the label Akanishi Jin.
“You will have your call to the first customer soon.”
He was then brought to a VIP room where a man in mid-thirties were sitting half naked on the bed.
“Ah, Jin is it?”
Jin gulped. He never thought his first would be given to an asshole like the one he is facing right now.
The man was quick to reach to his side and started pulling his coat off. “ I trust you have a good voice to let me hear your moans.”
Jin could not let out a sound at all. The man had a towel wrapped around his waist, covering the lower part of his body but Jin swear he must be big and painful. He was thinking how he was going to moan when all he could probably let out were screams of disgust instead of pleasure.
When the man suddenly took off his towel, Jin could not take it anymore. That was barely big. It was humongous and not to mention gross! The man tried to lean closer but Jin was faster and pushed him away.
“Get away from me!”
The man smirked. “My, my…”
Jin ran out of the room quickly, he looked around to find himself a way to escape. Out, anywhere but here. He climbed up the ventilation system and escaped through the back door before anyone could see him.
Outside, he ran as fast as he could until he found his way home.
His home was dark, he stepped inside slowly. He turned on the lights and his jaw dropped to the ground when the big men stood waiting for him.
“Welcome back, Akanishi-sama.”
“You have been a bad boy, haven’t you? And now I will punish you.” Jun said from the couch.
“Where are my parents? I want to see them!” Jin shouted.
“What parents? They were long dead. It was a bait just to get you into the club. Tadori-san called me, he wasn’t satisfied with a server that ran away when he was just about to get in mood.”
“They were really dead.” Jin spoke to himself.
“Yes. And now, you will be sold to the place where your hot ass belongs. Tokyo.”
Jin was dragged again and dumped into a car. He was bounded by ropes at the back seats when two men sat and one began driving.
“Heh heh. Good luck, boy. Jun-sama told us to send you far this time.”
His mind was then thinking of ways in escaping again. He started grabbing absently around him for something that would be able to untie himself. He felt nothing. He tried pulling his hands out from the tight bound on his wrists and success!
Within minutes, he was freed from the ropes and the two idiots in front had no idea. Silently as possible, he unlock the door. As he did, the sound from the lock made the two men turned and in that instant, Jin opened the door and jumped out of the car.
The car stop abruptly and Jin took the chance to run along the streets and into the dark alleyway. He only started breathing again when he was assured of his safety inside the box he was now hiding inside. He had to find someone. Anyone.
His eyelids were falling slowly and he was later on drove into a slumber.
*
“… and that’s where you found me.” Jin finished.
When Jin looks at Kazuya in his eyes again, he found the latter’s eyes wet and before he had time to ask if he was okay, he was pulled into a tight embrace.
“C-Can’t b-breathe…” Kazuya was hugging him so tight, it was the as if he did not want to let Jin go.
Little did Jin knew, it was what Kazuya was trying to mean.
You’re not going to leave my apartment until you are definitely save from those bad guys. Kazuya wrote.
Jin smiled.
As he laid his eyes on Kazuya again, his thoughts were only images of the beautiful boy in front of him. Everything was bright and happy when he sees the smaller boy.
Meanwhile, back at the Matsumoto residence…
“You idiots! It’s been almost a three days now and you’re fucking telling me you have no idea of his whereabouts? Fuck you!” Jun yelled from his master bedroom.
Three men in front of him had their heads bowed to a level where almost no normal human could.
“Find again! This time, search each and every bit of Tokyo, if you have to.” Jun sneered.
You are really pissing me off, Akanishi Jin. Nobody runs away from me. Twice.
A/N 2 : *bricked* Really sorry for the late update!!! >< i made a long chap this time in order to make it up to u beautiful readers! ooh the comments! im replying them now ^ ^
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