Fallen Angels Chapter 13/ 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 13
Funeral
Dawn broke a few hours later, the golden light of the sun streaming through the living room curtains. The once exciting fishing show had turned into early morning info-mercials, advertising a new invention that basically cleaned your shower for you.
A cold cup of instant ramen sat on the table abandoned, it’s contents inside lumped together and the broth thick.
Nino listened to the distant, early morning trains. He’d been awake for most of the night, only getting maybe an hour worth of sleep if he was lucky. His headache had dulled to nothing but his arm was still sore and a large bruise was creeping out from his bandages. He felt his eyes were dry and puffy and they stung when he blinked them open.
Quickly closing them against the light, Nino turned his face into Ohno’s chest. He was still in shock about Aoki, but he knew there was nothing he could do.
And why was he still here? Nino forced his eyes open again and looked up at Ohno, sleeping soundly with his arms tangled around Nino. Looking over his shoulder, Nino wondered if he could make an escape without waking Ohno up. He’d leave a note telling him it was all a game and he never loved him...
No. Nino could never do that. It made him sick just to think about it.
He tried to move his body to a more comfortable position on the couch, but Ohno’s arms instantly tightened around him.
"Don’t leave..." Ohno’s sleepy voice whispered, startling Nino. Nino settled against Ohno again, pushing his nose under Ohno’s chin.
"I’m not... you’re awake?" Nino asked, his voice sore from crying. Ohno nods and finds Nino’s hands, folding his fingers between his.
"Are you okay?" Ohno asks with a tiny frown. Nino sighs and shakes his head, tucking his face further into Ohno’s neck.
"No..." he mumbles. Ohno sleepily raises their hands and kisses Nino’s a few times, hearing him sniffle by his ear.
"...I lost someone..." Nino whimpers, leftover tears leaking slowly from his closed eyes and onto Ohno’s neck and shoulder. Ohno finally understands and whispers tiny, it’s okays, in his ear as Nino cries.
Ohno stood drowsily over the small stove, watching the blue flames as it danced under the teakettle. He scratched his unruly hair and looked down at his feet, his baggy pajama pants pooling around them.
It takes a moment for Ohno to realize the kettle is whistling and he reaches over to turn off the stove. He listens to the shower that he forced Nino to take and swallows nervously.
His mind is buzzing with why and how Nino got so badly hurt. He knew it had something to do with his living situation, being in a bad part of town and all, but there must have been something more. Ohno never heard of gambling getting so violent so often. He was scared for Nino and Nino just didn’t seem to understand that.
The shower stopped and Ohno forgets about the tea. He quietly walks into his bedroom and raised his hand to knock on the bathroom door. But instead, Ohno puts his mouth close.
"Kazu?" he says timidly. There’s a long pause before Nino responds.
"Don’t worry about breakfast, okay?" Nino calls rather cheerfully, his voice echoing off the walls. Ohno scowls and pushes down on the handle to find it locked.
"How did you get hurt?" Ohno asks a little more firmly this time. Nino doesn’t respond and Ohno knocks on the door, a worried feeling squeezing his stomach.
"Let me in." Ohno pleads, his voice wavering slightly. The door unlocks after a long moment and Nino pulls it open, making Ohno take a few steps back. Nino is standing in just a towel and his wounds are revealed for Ohno to see.
Nino stares at Ohno’s stunned expression before turning back around to the mirror so he could try to redress his injuries. Ohno cautiously joined Nino in the bathroom, his eyes glued to the bloody and bruised graze across Nino’s forearm and the deep gash along his hairline.
"How’d you get those?" Ohno asks again, inches away from Nino and his eyes wide with worry.
Nino doesn’t answer him as he continues to wrap his arm with the dirty gauze.
"Kazu!"
"I can’t tell you, okay!?" Nino snapped, glaring at Ohno. Ohno scowled back at him, swallows his anger and grabs Nino.
He pushes him over to the toilet, forcing Nino to sit on the toilet lid. Nino stared up in confusion at Ohno, as he starts to throw things around to make room for something on the sink.
"What are-"
"I’m helping you." Ohno grumbled, throwing open his medicine cabinet with a bang and grabbing fresh gauze and ointment. Nino watches him carefully, knowing that he’s pissed. He throws the gauze into the sink after ripping off a piece and yanks Nino’s arm towards him.
"How did your friend..." Ohno starts to ask, but he stops short after seeing Nino’s sour expression.
"...traffic accident." Nino mumbled. He hated lying about someone’s death and just going with the societies’ default answer. Ohno tenderly rubbed some ointment on Nino’s graze, making him flinch and hiss in pain.
"You can tell me that but not what happened to you?" Ohno whispered, wrapping the gauze just as softly but not looking at Nino. Nino remained silent and Ohno doesn’t press anymore questions during the remaining time he fixes up Nino.
When he finishes, Ohno throws the medicine into the sink roughly and storms out of the bathroom, slamming the door.
Nino closes his eyes and sinks his head into his hands. He takes a few deep breaths to fight the frustrated tears and succeeds, save for a few that drip down his nose.
After finishing dressing in a new shirt and jeans that Ohno let him borrow and had set out on the bed for him, Nino put his old, dirty clothes in a bag. He slowly walked out into the living room. Ohno was sitting on the couch, his knees pulled up to his chest and pretending to watch the info-mercials. Walking around and kneeling down in front of him, Nino looked into his eyes.
"Satoshi..." he started to whisper, placing his hands softly on Ohno’s folded arms.
"I’m really scared." Ohno admits in a whisper, his eyes brimming with tears. Something inside Nino explodes, shocking him into the heartbreaking reality of his dangerous and selfish relationship with Ohno.
Nino forced down his tears and reaches his hands to Ohno’s face, stroking his thumbs across his wet cheeks. He kisses Ohno’s forehead and pulls back, gazing into his eyes again.
"You have nothing to be scared of." Nino promises. Ohno’s lip trembles and he shakes his head, looking desperately into Nino’s eyes.
"I’m scared for you. Don’t go back to your home... stay here where it’s safe. With me." Ohno pleads quietly, his grip on Nino’s arms growing tighter. Nino can feel his throat constricting as he slowly shook his head.
"I can’t..." Nino’s voice breaks and Ohno’s expression turns devastated. Nino can’t find it in his heart or mind to end it with Ohno now. He can’t.
Ohno wishes he could say something to make Nino stay or to just understand. As he feels Nino start to stand, Ohno loosens his grip on Nino and buries his head between his arms. Nino leans down and kisses the top of Ohno’s head before he walks away.
His footsteps echo mournfully in the entryway and the door slides open. Nino doesn’t look back and Ohno sobs into his arms.
The day of Aoki’s funeral had arrived. The weather was cold and windy but the sun was bright when the clouds decided to float away. There were only several people from the underground that attended.
Okamoto went of course, Hino, Himura and Nino. They had tried to take Ishii, but he had been so distraught from Aoki’s death, that he had turned to drugs for relief. They had to isolate him by himself until his addiction passed.
The four men walked along the sidewalk in their best suits, following the mourning family and friends to the local temple. Nino had fallen behind, lost in his thoughts and pulled out his phone. He had picked up some habit of checking it every second after the week he and Ohno had been together. There was still nothing from Ohno.
Nino took a deep breath and walked on, ignoring his painful chest.
By the time Nino had reached the temple, most of Aoki’s family and friends had already passed by the coffin covered in flowers and other various things.
Nino watched as Aoki’s family, who were lead to believe their son was killed in a traffic accident, stood by the coffin, his mother in tears and his father bowing his head slightly to try and hide his. Aoki’s younger brother had a dry face, but his completely lost expression seemed so much more painful to Nino.
As Nino observed, someone slightly familiar showed up. She stepped up the wooden stairs slowly and gracefully, her face like a beautiful stone and her eyes empty.
Nino knew her. She was Aoki’s longtime girlfriend and childhood friend. Aoki rarely spoke of her to Nino, but he did, Nino knew that Aoki was head over heels in love.
A single tear rolled down her porcelain cheeks as she touched the picture of Aoki smiling happily at everyone.
Nino saw her delicate fingers tremble and her face twist into pain. When she fell to her knees in silent tears, Nino shut his eyes and looked away. It was far too easy to see Ohno in her position and it almost killed him.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and knew it was Okamoto.
"It’s how it always ends..." he said quietly. Nino sniffed and moved away from his boss’s touch. He didn’t need Okamoto of all people to tell him that. Nino knew it better than most anyway.
"Don’t tell me things I already know." Nino whispered. Okamoto nodded once and took his place in line behind Hino and Himura.
A cloud floated over the sun and a cold wind picked up, blowing dead leaves around Nino’s shined shoes.
He faced the shadowed temple and prepared himself to say a final good-bye to Aoki.
.
AN: Sorry, more heartbreaking stuff for you guys~ ;___;
Poor Ohmiya...
Chapter 14! Nino won't have much of an appearance here, it mostly focuses on Ohno and how he's dealing with things. A little more Juntoshi and Sakuraiba as well ^^
Thanks guys~ 8D
Happy birthday to Jun! yay!! 8DD
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 13
Funeral
Dawn broke a few hours later, the golden light of the sun streaming through the living room curtains. The once exciting fishing show had turned into early morning info-mercials, advertising a new invention that basically cleaned your shower for you.
A cold cup of instant ramen sat on the table abandoned, it’s contents inside lumped together and the broth thick.
Nino listened to the distant, early morning trains. He’d been awake for most of the night, only getting maybe an hour worth of sleep if he was lucky. His headache had dulled to nothing but his arm was still sore and a large bruise was creeping out from his bandages. He felt his eyes were dry and puffy and they stung when he blinked them open.
Quickly closing them against the light, Nino turned his face into Ohno’s chest. He was still in shock about Aoki, but he knew there was nothing he could do.
And why was he still here? Nino forced his eyes open again and looked up at Ohno, sleeping soundly with his arms tangled around Nino. Looking over his shoulder, Nino wondered if he could make an escape without waking Ohno up. He’d leave a note telling him it was all a game and he never loved him...
No. Nino could never do that. It made him sick just to think about it.
He tried to move his body to a more comfortable position on the couch, but Ohno’s arms instantly tightened around him.
"Don’t leave..." Ohno’s sleepy voice whispered, startling Nino. Nino settled against Ohno again, pushing his nose under Ohno’s chin.
"I’m not... you’re awake?" Nino asked, his voice sore from crying. Ohno nods and finds Nino’s hands, folding his fingers between his.
"Are you okay?" Ohno asks with a tiny frown. Nino sighs and shakes his head, tucking his face further into Ohno’s neck.
"No..." he mumbles. Ohno sleepily raises their hands and kisses Nino’s a few times, hearing him sniffle by his ear.
"...I lost someone..." Nino whimpers, leftover tears leaking slowly from his closed eyes and onto Ohno’s neck and shoulder. Ohno finally understands and whispers tiny, it’s okays, in his ear as Nino cries.
Ohno stood drowsily over the small stove, watching the blue flames as it danced under the teakettle. He scratched his unruly hair and looked down at his feet, his baggy pajama pants pooling around them.
It takes a moment for Ohno to realize the kettle is whistling and he reaches over to turn off the stove. He listens to the shower that he forced Nino to take and swallows nervously.
His mind is buzzing with why and how Nino got so badly hurt. He knew it had something to do with his living situation, being in a bad part of town and all, but there must have been something more. Ohno never heard of gambling getting so violent so often. He was scared for Nino and Nino just didn’t seem to understand that.
The shower stopped and Ohno forgets about the tea. He quietly walks into his bedroom and raised his hand to knock on the bathroom door. But instead, Ohno puts his mouth close.
"Kazu?" he says timidly. There’s a long pause before Nino responds.
"Don’t worry about breakfast, okay?" Nino calls rather cheerfully, his voice echoing off the walls. Ohno scowls and pushes down on the handle to find it locked.
"How did you get hurt?" Ohno asks a little more firmly this time. Nino doesn’t respond and Ohno knocks on the door, a worried feeling squeezing his stomach.
"Let me in." Ohno pleads, his voice wavering slightly. The door unlocks after a long moment and Nino pulls it open, making Ohno take a few steps back. Nino is standing in just a towel and his wounds are revealed for Ohno to see.
Nino stares at Ohno’s stunned expression before turning back around to the mirror so he could try to redress his injuries. Ohno cautiously joined Nino in the bathroom, his eyes glued to the bloody and bruised graze across Nino’s forearm and the deep gash along his hairline.
"How’d you get those?" Ohno asks again, inches away from Nino and his eyes wide with worry.
Nino doesn’t answer him as he continues to wrap his arm with the dirty gauze.
"Kazu!"
"I can’t tell you, okay!?" Nino snapped, glaring at Ohno. Ohno scowled back at him, swallows his anger and grabs Nino.
He pushes him over to the toilet, forcing Nino to sit on the toilet lid. Nino stared up in confusion at Ohno, as he starts to throw things around to make room for something on the sink.
"What are-"
"I’m helping you." Ohno grumbled, throwing open his medicine cabinet with a bang and grabbing fresh gauze and ointment. Nino watches him carefully, knowing that he’s pissed. He throws the gauze into the sink after ripping off a piece and yanks Nino’s arm towards him.
"How did your friend..." Ohno starts to ask, but he stops short after seeing Nino’s sour expression.
"...traffic accident." Nino mumbled. He hated lying about someone’s death and just going with the societies’ default answer. Ohno tenderly rubbed some ointment on Nino’s graze, making him flinch and hiss in pain.
"You can tell me that but not what happened to you?" Ohno whispered, wrapping the gauze just as softly but not looking at Nino. Nino remained silent and Ohno doesn’t press anymore questions during the remaining time he fixes up Nino.
When he finishes, Ohno throws the medicine into the sink roughly and storms out of the bathroom, slamming the door.
Nino closes his eyes and sinks his head into his hands. He takes a few deep breaths to fight the frustrated tears and succeeds, save for a few that drip down his nose.
After finishing dressing in a new shirt and jeans that Ohno let him borrow and had set out on the bed for him, Nino put his old, dirty clothes in a bag. He slowly walked out into the living room. Ohno was sitting on the couch, his knees pulled up to his chest and pretending to watch the info-mercials. Walking around and kneeling down in front of him, Nino looked into his eyes.
"Satoshi..." he started to whisper, placing his hands softly on Ohno’s folded arms.
"I’m really scared." Ohno admits in a whisper, his eyes brimming with tears. Something inside Nino explodes, shocking him into the heartbreaking reality of his dangerous and selfish relationship with Ohno.
Nino forced down his tears and reaches his hands to Ohno’s face, stroking his thumbs across his wet cheeks. He kisses Ohno’s forehead and pulls back, gazing into his eyes again.
"You have nothing to be scared of." Nino promises. Ohno’s lip trembles and he shakes his head, looking desperately into Nino’s eyes.
"I’m scared for you. Don’t go back to your home... stay here where it’s safe. With me." Ohno pleads quietly, his grip on Nino’s arms growing tighter. Nino can feel his throat constricting as he slowly shook his head.
"I can’t..." Nino’s voice breaks and Ohno’s expression turns devastated. Nino can’t find it in his heart or mind to end it with Ohno now. He can’t.
Ohno wishes he could say something to make Nino stay or to just understand. As he feels Nino start to stand, Ohno loosens his grip on Nino and buries his head between his arms. Nino leans down and kisses the top of Ohno’s head before he walks away.
His footsteps echo mournfully in the entryway and the door slides open. Nino doesn’t look back and Ohno sobs into his arms.
The day of Aoki’s funeral had arrived. The weather was cold and windy but the sun was bright when the clouds decided to float away. There were only several people from the underground that attended.
Okamoto went of course, Hino, Himura and Nino. They had tried to take Ishii, but he had been so distraught from Aoki’s death, that he had turned to drugs for relief. They had to isolate him by himself until his addiction passed.
The four men walked along the sidewalk in their best suits, following the mourning family and friends to the local temple. Nino had fallen behind, lost in his thoughts and pulled out his phone. He had picked up some habit of checking it every second after the week he and Ohno had been together. There was still nothing from Ohno.
Nino took a deep breath and walked on, ignoring his painful chest.
By the time Nino had reached the temple, most of Aoki’s family and friends had already passed by the coffin covered in flowers and other various things.
Nino watched as Aoki’s family, who were lead to believe their son was killed in a traffic accident, stood by the coffin, his mother in tears and his father bowing his head slightly to try and hide his. Aoki’s younger brother had a dry face, but his completely lost expression seemed so much more painful to Nino.
As Nino observed, someone slightly familiar showed up. She stepped up the wooden stairs slowly and gracefully, her face like a beautiful stone and her eyes empty.
Nino knew her. She was Aoki’s longtime girlfriend and childhood friend. Aoki rarely spoke of her to Nino, but he did, Nino knew that Aoki was head over heels in love.
A single tear rolled down her porcelain cheeks as she touched the picture of Aoki smiling happily at everyone.
Nino saw her delicate fingers tremble and her face twist into pain. When she fell to her knees in silent tears, Nino shut his eyes and looked away. It was far too easy to see Ohno in her position and it almost killed him.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and knew it was Okamoto.
"It’s how it always ends..." he said quietly. Nino sniffed and moved away from his boss’s touch. He didn’t need Okamoto of all people to tell him that. Nino knew it better than most anyway.
"Don’t tell me things I already know." Nino whispered. Okamoto nodded once and took his place in line behind Hino and Himura.
A cloud floated over the sun and a cold wind picked up, blowing dead leaves around Nino’s shined shoes.
He faced the shadowed temple and prepared himself to say a final good-bye to Aoki.
.
AN: Sorry, more heartbreaking stuff for you guys~ ;___;
Poor Ohmiya...
Chapter 14! Nino won't have much of an appearance here, it mostly focuses on Ohno and how he's dealing with things. A little more Juntoshi and Sakuraiba as well ^^
Thanks guys~ 8D
Happy birthday to Jun! yay!! 8DD