Fallen Angels Chapter 8/ 25
Title: Fallen Angels
Author: hippiefox
Pairing: Ohmiya, Juntoshi (slightly onesided), hints of Sakuraiba
Rating: definitely R.
Genre: AU, drama, action, violence, romance
Summary: Even fallen angels have angels.
Disclaimer and chapter list. Please read.
Chapter 8
Glasses
The doors to the underground compound flew open and hit the walls with a tremendous bang that let everyone know Nino had arrived. Several members tried to talk to him, but Nino shoved past them, his mind set clearly on Okamoto.
Aoki poked his head out of a office and Nino grabbed him and slammed him violently against the wall.
"Where the fuck is he?" Nino asked, his eyes turning poisonous. Aoki stared frightened at Nino but shook his head in confusion.
"W- Who?" he asked. Nino snarled and pushed away from Aoki, continuing his war path through the dim lit halls of the compound, startled members cautiously following him.
Nino rounded a corner and saw Okamoto walking down the hall with two other men, talking about something and pointing to something on one of the men’s clipboards. Upon seeing Nino, Okamoto smiled but it faded quick once he saw the flames Nino was breathing.
Somehow, Nino managed to lunge at Okamoto, knocking him to the ground and proceeded to throw punches at his face. Nino used his knees to pin down the man’s arms, used one of his hands to grab the man’s throat and the other hand to throw off the other guys trying to stop him and beating Okamoto.
Once he felt that Okamoto’s face was bloodied up enough, Nino grabbed his gun from the back of his belt and pointed it right between his boss’s swollen eyes. If there was any yelling before, Nino didn’t care to hear, the compound was silent now except for his ragged breathing.
His hands shook on the gun and his face was splashed with Okamoto’s blood.
"You think you can sell me off like a fucking whore!?" Nino shouted, rage wracking his body. Okamoto turned his head and spat blood on the floor before he spoke.
"Look around you, kid. Think carefully." the man said, his deep voice broken. Nino raised his eyes from Okamoto’s face to find more than twenty guns pointed at him, waiting for Nino to pull the trigger.
It was an unwritten rule in all compounds to take down any member that posed a threat to their boss. Nino grasped his gun tighter, torn between killing Okamoto and living.
He glared at Okamoto before slowly lowering his gun and allowing himself to be hauled up by two men, while several others rushed forward and helped up Okamoto.
The compound was quiet again as the two glared at each other. Okamoto spat again and wiped his bleeding mouth and nose on his sleeve.
"Bring him in here." Okamoto said simply, leading the way to a room towards the end of the hall. Nino was flanked by the two men until they reached the door, there, Okamoto requested that they be left alone.
Nino stood at the back of the room, watching Okamoto fix his face tenderly with a wet cloth he was brought.
"Iwata-san got the money I assume?" Okamoto asked, not looking at Nino.
"Obviously." Nino growled. Okamoto tossed the bloody cloth on the table and glared at Nino through his swollen eyes.
"What’s got you so worked up, huh? You’ve done it before-"
"It was my decision! I did it to get the information out! I wasn’t used to keep someone’s fucking mouth shut!" Nino yelled.
"What was I supposed to do, Ninomiya!? You tell me!" Okamoto shouted back, moving closer to Nino.
"Kill him! He knows too much!" Nino replied.
"And have his loyal minions take us out!? You should know that’s not an option." Okamoto grumbled.
Nino shouted in anger and kicked a nearby file cabinet. He panted, trying to calm himself down enough to think rationally.
"I tried my best, you’ve got to understand that. This place isn’t a damn prostitution ring, but sometimes you do what you have to. You’re not the first to go through this." Okamoto said calmly, digging out his cigarettes. Nino glared at him, not knowing what to say.
"I’ll look the other way with that Ohno kid as well." he said, blowing out a long string of smoke, glancing at Nino’s widened eyes.
"How’d you-"
"Please, I know everything that goes on in this Goddamned city. I’ll let it slide. Now get home, you smell like Iwata." Okamoto said lazily, sniffing back some dripping blood. Nino clenched his teeth in annoyance.
"Why? Why are you letting it go?" he asked heavily. Okamoto smirked and sighed.
"He’s the only one that makes you human." Nino blinked at his response, not entirely sure how to reply.
He definitely didn’t want to thank him and he definitely wasn’t going to make a snarky insult. So, just as his boss told him to do, Nino tore himself away and let the door slam on his way out.
Nino flexed his hand, letting the burning water of the shower sting the open wounds on his knuckles he just realized he had. They were either from punching Okamoto or punching a wall on the way out, Nino couldn’t be sure.
He closed his eyes, listening to the water in his ears. He felt dirty, he was dirty. If Ohno was to ever find out what he did with Iwata... he would be hurt. Even if it wasn’t Nino’s fault. Nino scraped his nails across his scalp in frustration.
He was being selfish, keeping Ohno to himself when he didn’t know what kind of danger he was in.
But he cared deeply for him, even if they hadn’t spent much time together. Nino felt relaxed when they were together and Ohno made him feel a little better about himself.
Walking into his bedroom while he dried off and tended to his wounds, Nino looked at his phone that was flashing with a new message. He flipped it open to find a message from Ohno a few hours ago.
"Let’s go to the carnival this weekend in celebration of my semester ending!"
Nino smiled truly for the first time that night. He could be selfish for a little bit longer.
Ohno was excited.
One, he had gotten new contacts, which meant no more dorky grandpa glasses and teases from Nino of him being an old man.
And two, he was finally seeing Nino for the first time in... awhile. Ohno had lost count of the days. Even if they did talk over the phone constantly, Ohno would get terribly anxious afterward, like it wasn’t enough.
He waited impatiently at the entrance of the carnival, watching all the happy people around him. Pulling his jacket closer to him, Ohno looked up at the slightly cloudy night sky and tried to remember if today was the right day they were supposed to meet.
Nino walked around the groups of people, talking happily and taking their time. He didn’t like large crowds, there were too many places for someone to be hiding and watching him without ever knowing.
Huddling into his coat and pressing forward, Nino forgot all about his paranoia when he spotted Ohno staring up at the sky and swaying slightly to the music of the carnival.
He laughed to himself and suddenly felt his tension rise. Taking a route behind a bunch of girls, Nino tiptoed behind Ohno and got a running start. He ran behind Ohno and lightly jumped onto his back, covering his eyes.
Ohno balanced himself and smiled blindly, knowing exactly who it was. He wrapped his arms under Nino’s knees to keep him from sliding off.
"You’re no fun, you didn’t get scared at all." Nino pouted, still covering Ohno’s eyes. Ohno turned his head towards Nino and smiled.
"I knew it was you." he laughed. Nino uncovered Ohno’s eyes and wrapped his arms around his neck instead.
"You finally got rid of your glasses?" Nino said, craning his neck around and looking in Ohno’s eyes. Ohno nodded shyly and started walking slowly, straining a little under Nino’s relaxed weight.
"I thought you might like it better." Ohno smiled. Nino slid down off of Ohno and looked at him face to face, adoring the way the lights of the carnival danced in his wide and curious eyes.
Nino smirked and ran his finger down Ohno’s nose.
"I don’t like it." Nino said suddenly. Ohno stopped rubbing his nose and stared at Nino.
"...you don’t?" he asked worriedly. Nino laughed teasingly and gently kissed his pouting lips quickly.
"No, I do. But it just shows everyone else how cute you really are. And we can’t have that." Nino said with a grin, taking Ohno’s hand and pulling him along. Ohno caught up to Nino’s side and scowled at him.
"That was mean, Kazu. Don’t trick me like that." he whined lightly. Nino just laughed and pulled Ohno closer.
"I can’t help it. I just like you too much." Nino said softly, kissing the side of Ohno’s head and smiling into his hair.
"I’ll wear my grandpa glasses to school, so no one will look at me." Ohno suggested, looking to Nino for confirmation on the idea. Nino thought about it for a second and then agreed.
"So, Satoshi, where to first?" he asked, dropping his arm around Ohno’s shoulders and looking down the aisle of brightly lit game booths. Ohno tilted his head slightly and frowned in thought and then smiled at Nino.
"Pretzels."
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AN: Revenge on Okamoto is the best Nino can do at the moment, unfortunately....
But, at least it got out some anger XD
Iwata will be showing up again later and Nino will be there.
But Ohmiya! Looks like Ohmiya is on another date 8D
Hopefully things will go smoothly ^_^
Chapter 9!
A complete Ohmiya chapter <3 Looks like love~
:P .
Author: hippiefox
Pairing: Ohmiya, Juntoshi (slightly onesided), hints of Sakuraiba
Rating: definitely R.
Genre: AU, drama, action, violence, romance
Summary: Even fallen angels have angels.
Disclaimer and chapter list. Please read.
Chapter 8
Glasses
The doors to the underground compound flew open and hit the walls with a tremendous bang that let everyone know Nino had arrived. Several members tried to talk to him, but Nino shoved past them, his mind set clearly on Okamoto.
Aoki poked his head out of a office and Nino grabbed him and slammed him violently against the wall.
"Where the fuck is he?" Nino asked, his eyes turning poisonous. Aoki stared frightened at Nino but shook his head in confusion.
"W- Who?" he asked. Nino snarled and pushed away from Aoki, continuing his war path through the dim lit halls of the compound, startled members cautiously following him.
Nino rounded a corner and saw Okamoto walking down the hall with two other men, talking about something and pointing to something on one of the men’s clipboards. Upon seeing Nino, Okamoto smiled but it faded quick once he saw the flames Nino was breathing.
Somehow, Nino managed to lunge at Okamoto, knocking him to the ground and proceeded to throw punches at his face. Nino used his knees to pin down the man’s arms, used one of his hands to grab the man’s throat and the other hand to throw off the other guys trying to stop him and beating Okamoto.
Once he felt that Okamoto’s face was bloodied up enough, Nino grabbed his gun from the back of his belt and pointed it right between his boss’s swollen eyes. If there was any yelling before, Nino didn’t care to hear, the compound was silent now except for his ragged breathing.
His hands shook on the gun and his face was splashed with Okamoto’s blood.
"You think you can sell me off like a fucking whore!?" Nino shouted, rage wracking his body. Okamoto turned his head and spat blood on the floor before he spoke.
"Look around you, kid. Think carefully." the man said, his deep voice broken. Nino raised his eyes from Okamoto’s face to find more than twenty guns pointed at him, waiting for Nino to pull the trigger.
It was an unwritten rule in all compounds to take down any member that posed a threat to their boss. Nino grasped his gun tighter, torn between killing Okamoto and living.
He glared at Okamoto before slowly lowering his gun and allowing himself to be hauled up by two men, while several others rushed forward and helped up Okamoto.
The compound was quiet again as the two glared at each other. Okamoto spat again and wiped his bleeding mouth and nose on his sleeve.
"Bring him in here." Okamoto said simply, leading the way to a room towards the end of the hall. Nino was flanked by the two men until they reached the door, there, Okamoto requested that they be left alone.
Nino stood at the back of the room, watching Okamoto fix his face tenderly with a wet cloth he was brought.
"Iwata-san got the money I assume?" Okamoto asked, not looking at Nino.
"Obviously." Nino growled. Okamoto tossed the bloody cloth on the table and glared at Nino through his swollen eyes.
"What’s got you so worked up, huh? You’ve done it before-"
"It was my decision! I did it to get the information out! I wasn’t used to keep someone’s fucking mouth shut!" Nino yelled.
"What was I supposed to do, Ninomiya!? You tell me!" Okamoto shouted back, moving closer to Nino.
"Kill him! He knows too much!" Nino replied.
"And have his loyal minions take us out!? You should know that’s not an option." Okamoto grumbled.
Nino shouted in anger and kicked a nearby file cabinet. He panted, trying to calm himself down enough to think rationally.
"I tried my best, you’ve got to understand that. This place isn’t a damn prostitution ring, but sometimes you do what you have to. You’re not the first to go through this." Okamoto said calmly, digging out his cigarettes. Nino glared at him, not knowing what to say.
"I’ll look the other way with that Ohno kid as well." he said, blowing out a long string of smoke, glancing at Nino’s widened eyes.
"How’d you-"
"Please, I know everything that goes on in this Goddamned city. I’ll let it slide. Now get home, you smell like Iwata." Okamoto said lazily, sniffing back some dripping blood. Nino clenched his teeth in annoyance.
"Why? Why are you letting it go?" he asked heavily. Okamoto smirked and sighed.
"He’s the only one that makes you human." Nino blinked at his response, not entirely sure how to reply.
He definitely didn’t want to thank him and he definitely wasn’t going to make a snarky insult. So, just as his boss told him to do, Nino tore himself away and let the door slam on his way out.
Nino flexed his hand, letting the burning water of the shower sting the open wounds on his knuckles he just realized he had. They were either from punching Okamoto or punching a wall on the way out, Nino couldn’t be sure.
He closed his eyes, listening to the water in his ears. He felt dirty, he was dirty. If Ohno was to ever find out what he did with Iwata... he would be hurt. Even if it wasn’t Nino’s fault. Nino scraped his nails across his scalp in frustration.
He was being selfish, keeping Ohno to himself when he didn’t know what kind of danger he was in.
But he cared deeply for him, even if they hadn’t spent much time together. Nino felt relaxed when they were together and Ohno made him feel a little better about himself.
Walking into his bedroom while he dried off and tended to his wounds, Nino looked at his phone that was flashing with a new message. He flipped it open to find a message from Ohno a few hours ago.
"Let’s go to the carnival this weekend in celebration of my semester ending!"
Nino smiled truly for the first time that night. He could be selfish for a little bit longer.
Ohno was excited.
One, he had gotten new contacts, which meant no more dorky grandpa glasses and teases from Nino of him being an old man.
And two, he was finally seeing Nino for the first time in... awhile. Ohno had lost count of the days. Even if they did talk over the phone constantly, Ohno would get terribly anxious afterward, like it wasn’t enough.
He waited impatiently at the entrance of the carnival, watching all the happy people around him. Pulling his jacket closer to him, Ohno looked up at the slightly cloudy night sky and tried to remember if today was the right day they were supposed to meet.
Nino walked around the groups of people, talking happily and taking their time. He didn’t like large crowds, there were too many places for someone to be hiding and watching him without ever knowing.
Huddling into his coat and pressing forward, Nino forgot all about his paranoia when he spotted Ohno staring up at the sky and swaying slightly to the music of the carnival.
He laughed to himself and suddenly felt his tension rise. Taking a route behind a bunch of girls, Nino tiptoed behind Ohno and got a running start. He ran behind Ohno and lightly jumped onto his back, covering his eyes.
Ohno balanced himself and smiled blindly, knowing exactly who it was. He wrapped his arms under Nino’s knees to keep him from sliding off.
"You’re no fun, you didn’t get scared at all." Nino pouted, still covering Ohno’s eyes. Ohno turned his head towards Nino and smiled.
"I knew it was you." he laughed. Nino uncovered Ohno’s eyes and wrapped his arms around his neck instead.
"You finally got rid of your glasses?" Nino said, craning his neck around and looking in Ohno’s eyes. Ohno nodded shyly and started walking slowly, straining a little under Nino’s relaxed weight.
"I thought you might like it better." Ohno smiled. Nino slid down off of Ohno and looked at him face to face, adoring the way the lights of the carnival danced in his wide and curious eyes.
Nino smirked and ran his finger down Ohno’s nose.
"I don’t like it." Nino said suddenly. Ohno stopped rubbing his nose and stared at Nino.
"...you don’t?" he asked worriedly. Nino laughed teasingly and gently kissed his pouting lips quickly.
"No, I do. But it just shows everyone else how cute you really are. And we can’t have that." Nino said with a grin, taking Ohno’s hand and pulling him along. Ohno caught up to Nino’s side and scowled at him.
"That was mean, Kazu. Don’t trick me like that." he whined lightly. Nino just laughed and pulled Ohno closer.
"I can’t help it. I just like you too much." Nino said softly, kissing the side of Ohno’s head and smiling into his hair.
"I’ll wear my grandpa glasses to school, so no one will look at me." Ohno suggested, looking to Nino for confirmation on the idea. Nino thought about it for a second and then agreed.
"So, Satoshi, where to first?" he asked, dropping his arm around Ohno’s shoulders and looking down the aisle of brightly lit game booths. Ohno tilted his head slightly and frowned in thought and then smiled at Nino.
"Pretzels."
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AN: Revenge on Okamoto is the best Nino can do at the moment, unfortunately....
But, at least it got out some anger XD
Iwata will be showing up again later and Nino will be there.
But Ohmiya! Looks like Ohmiya is on another date 8D
Hopefully things will go smoothly ^_^
Chapter 9!
A complete Ohmiya chapter <3 Looks like love~
:P .