Fallen Angels Chapter 25/ 25 PART 2
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.
Part 2
"Ota Tomi-san hired me. He paid Iwata-san to hire that hitman just to cover his own tracks. Ota-san wants you dead because you are a threat if given the right power. I am the only one truly skilled enough to take you down... or so he believes." Ohno explained as he and Nino carefully snuck around the factory.
"Me taking over for Okamoto? That’s the threat?" Nino asked. Ohno nodded, stopping them both behind an old freezer.
"What about the incident at the café?" Nino whispered. Ohno shook his head slowly.
"I assume it was one of Ota’s other men, getting tired of waiting for me to act." Ohno breathes, obviously very uncomfortable. Nino places his hand on Ohno’s arm, making the older man turn to face in him the dark.
There’s just enough light for Ohno to see the softness in Nino’s eyes.
"Why didn’t you tell me from the beginning?" he whispered, drawing closer to Ohno’s side. Ohno smirked and looked back at Nino.
"Why didn’t you tell me? I’m still amazed you didn’t figure me out even after I shot that guy in the alley." Ohno replied teasingly, making Nino pout just a bit.
Then, just as Nino leaned forward to kiss Ohno, the sound of tires and flashes of headlights interrupted their night and made their stomachs turn into a knot. Ohno quickly pulled Nino into him, leading them both into the every back of the factory where they packaged the meat.
They knelt down under a table, keeping their breaths steady.
"That’s them." Ohno whispered in Nino’s ear as he quietly pulled out his guns. Nino swallowed nervously and took the extra gun Ohno had handed him.
"Kazu, please stay here-"
"They might find me..."
"If they find you, Kazu, they’ll make me kill you." Ohno snapped, his expression clearly saying that he didn’t want to think about it. Nino glares at him before roughly grabbing his suit collar, pulling Ohno into his face.
"I’d rather be killed by you than have you die for me."
Ohno was about to object, but voices and explosions called for Ohno’s attention. He looked anxiously into Nino’s eyes, asking him to stay where he was. Then, with a tender but sloppy kiss, Ohno jumped up and dashed away into the factory.
Ohno stepped outside the factory to see the abandoned cars from Okamoto’s men and Ota’s men all up in flames. He was met by Ota himself and a few loyal men at his side.
"You killed him?" Ota asked, peering at Ohno from under his heavy lidded eyes and smoke that circled around him.
"Just as you asked. His friends are dead as well... had a fight with some of your men." Ohno said casually. Ota chuckled, blowing a thick smoke stream into Ohno’s face and stepping beside him.
"Killing that kid, finally huh? What made you suddenly do it?" Ota asked in a strangely amused tone that made Ohno shiver.
"Waiting for that moment, everything was perfect... are you doubting me, Ota-san?" Ohno asked calmly, raising his brows curiously. Ota laughed, turning his head to the side to smile at Ohno.
"Doubt you? Don’t be so nervous, Ohno-san. The only thing that makes me wonder is the lack of our wiring equipment we placed on you." Ota said slowly, watching Ohno’s face change in no way at all. Ohno nodded and shrugged.
"Got damaged in the fight, Ninomiya struggled and managed to kick it..." Ohno almost yawned. Ota smiled again and clapped Ohno on the shoulder, walking him a little closer to the factory. A growing feeling of dread fell on Ohno, but he ignored it, knowing that this time was not the time to panic.
"So, Ohno-san, you manage to corner your lover, Ninomiya, kill off several of my men and Okamoto-san’s men, struggle with the boy... and come to terms to kill him?"
Ohno didn’t like the way this was going... so he gave no response.
At Ohno’s silence, Ota threw his cigarette down and grabbed a handful of Ohno’s hair roughly, pulling him close.
"You think we’re stupid? We planned this fucking thing from the beginning. You forgot about the bugs we planted there, didn’t you? The cameras, the microphones! Ohno-san," Ota yanked on Ohno’s hair again, making him hiss in pain.
"Go ahead and lie once more... Lie and we’ll blow this whole fucking factory away with your Ninomiya inside! Did you do your job?" Ota growled in Ohno’s ear, watching the younger man cringe in pain.
When Ohno gave no response, Ota jerked Ohno’s head up, making him look at the dingy factory now lined with all sorts of explosives on the ground. Ohno stared at the building through his tears and slowly shook his head.
Ota laughed a smoky laugh into his ear and threw Ohno to the ground, kicking him in the stomach a few times to make sure he couldn’t get up.
"Goddamn assassins... waste my money on shit like you." Ota grumbled above Ohno, kicking him one last time before shouting to his men to search the factory for Nino. Ohno coughed, choking on blood until he spit it out and rolled onto his hands and knees.
The night was blurred to Ohno, his head pounding and his blood pulsing in his ears.
He shook his head several times, blinking the dizziness away and spitting out the blood from his mouth. Ota, who stayed outside with a couple other men, put his foot on Ohno’s back and firmly pressed him back down into the ground.
"I wouldn’t move if I were you, Ohno-san. You’re not on my good side." Ota said dully. Ohno, hoping Nino was smart enough to get out, just laid on the ground helpless, watching the abandoned cars burn and the fire dance.
A few more moments passed, Ohno’s vision blurring and focusing rapidly, until he saw the group of men dragging out someone and two other men. Ota quickly took his foot off of Ohno’s back and walked towards his two other men.
Ohno couldn’t make out what they were saying, but from the look of it, Nino had put up a rather good fight, using what looked like an old rusted hook. Then, as the two wounded men were dragged off, Nino came into sight, his nose and mouth bleeding and darkening bruises under his torn shirt.
Ohno tried to move, cringing and wincing each time. With the blazing fire billowing near, Ohno could make out Nino’s pained expression.
"Ninomiya-san. Okamoto’s "Golden Child", right?" Ota laughed, grabbing Nino’s face close to his. Nino struggled weakly against the two men holding him, but nothing happened.
"Don’t associate me with him." Nino growled, glaring into Ota’s face. Ota chuckled and patted Nino’s cheek.
"Aw, you’re cute. Speaking of cute, Ninomiya-san... take a look at your assassin." Ota smirked, waving his hand for someone to pick up Ohno and bring him over. Ohno whimpered in pain as he was roughly pulled up and brought over to Ota. Nino let his eyes roam freely across Ohno’s beaten body, somehow not having tears to cry more than his heart already was.
Ota smoothed Ohno’s hair and lifted up his chin, forcing the two to look at each other.
"He’s the reason you’re here, Ninomiya. Calling you, pretending to be kidnapped... Ohno-san... how horrible." Ota said in mock dramatics, smirking as Ohno fought back tears.
"I don’t care!" Nino snapped, feeling Ohno’s shame like it was his own and struggling slightly against the men that held him. Ota smiled and jerked up Ohno’s chin again, this time a little more roughly.
"He still loves you even after leading him to his death! True love, Ohno-san!" Ota said cheerfully, letting Ohno’s head fall back down as he moved to Nino.
Ohno looked through his blurred vision and tears as Ota walked behind a struggling Nino, caressing his chest and hips before softly nuzzling his face into Nino’s messy hair.
"Ota-san, stop it... please." Ohno asked in a sob, watching Nino close his eyes tightly, most likely using his technique he told Ohno about. Ohno pulled against the men holding his arms, only for their hold to tighten. He watched a stray tear trail down Nino’s face, so Ohno knew he was still feeling Ota’s touch.
Nino swallowed, ignoring the man’s fingertips on his neck and stomach as best as he could, his heart breaking from Ohno’s pleas.
"Ota-san!" Ohno yelled this time, his chest heaving with tearful breaths. Ota stopped this time, smirking at Ohno and walking in between the two.
The man slowly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Nino, watching Ohno’s expression turn terrified. Ota pressed the gun to Nino’s cheek, slowly trailing it down until it rested under Nino’s chin. Nino felt his breath get caught in his throat and met Ohno’s fearful eyes.
Ota chuckled before removing the gun and laughing loudly.
"I’ll let you do the honours, Ohno-san. Nothing’s more romantic than the death of a lover by his own lover, right?" Ota teased, smirking over at Nino before walking to Ohno and grabbing his hands.
"Finish your job." Ota hissed, pushing the loaded gun into his trembling hands. Ohno whimpered tearfully, knowing it was no use to argue.
Ota moved a cursing and fighting Nino back a few feet, while Ohno stayed frozen where he was, standing now without support. Dropping Nino the ground, kicking him a few times for good measure, all of Ota’s men crowded several feet behind Ohno, all their guns pointed on them and ready to fire if the two tried to change plans.
Ohno felt like he was dreaming, holding a gun and watching Nino lying in the grass in pain. Letting his tears flow freely, Ohno looked over the gun in his numb, shaking hands, trying desperately to make sense of it all.
He raised his eyes to Nino, now kneeling in the dark grass, his bloodshot eyes and dirty face illuminated by the fires nearby.
Nino met Ohno’s overflowing eyes, desperately trying to tell him to just shoot... just shoot. They were dead no matter what they did. But Ohno argued back, his mouth quivering in soft sobs as he shook his head. Nino remained silent, waiting for Ohno to just pull the trigger...
Ohno never understood their ability to talk without words and even now, he and Nino were having a whole argument that no one would ever hear.
Nino watched Ohno raise the gun and finally take aim. Usually Nino would be able to tell where he was aiming, but Ohno’s hands were shaking so much and he was blinded by tears that the shot could end up anywhere.
But Nino didn’t care, he closed his eyes over his tears and waited for impact.
Squeezing the trigger with his eyes closed, Ohno felt the gun explode and smelt the gunpowder. Daring to open his eyes, Ohno found Nino still kneeling, but with his eyes wide.
The bullet had missed him.
Sobbing out of relief, Ohno dropped the gun and was stumbling toward Nino, but someone pulled him back and threw him to the ground.
"For an assassin you sure have a fucking lousy shot." someone scoffed loudly.
And then... a gunshot.
Ohno watched in a daze as Nino was hit, falling back into the grass with horrendous force. His mind in shock, Ohno stared at the motionless figure just several feet away from him.
Everything in his world came to a halt, his heart pounding in his ears slowly.
Ota stuffed the gun into his jacket pocket before taking the bomb switch and pressing the button, causing the meat factory to explode into flames. But Ohno couldn’t hear or see any of this, his focus was on Nino.
With mumbles and growls, Ota’s men and Ota himself stalked away to their cars like nothing had happened at all. Ohno numbly scrambled to Nino on his hands and knees, hesitating slightly above him before clumsily flipping Nino over, frantically trying to stop the blood from the wound just under his ribs.
His hands pressed down on the wound, the warm blood running and pooling over his fingers. Ohno sobbed deep in his throat, his mind too frantic to think properly.
As Ota made it over to the car, he looked back at Ohno’s panicking form before calling one of his men over with a sharp whistle. Once the summoned man trotted over, Ota nodded to Ohno.
"Get rid of him too. He’s worthless." Ota ordered before getting into the car.
Ohno ripped off his suit jacket, stuffing it on top of Nino’s wound, watching his own tears fall onto Nino’s face.
"Kazu?" Ohno whispered, patting Nino’s face and checking his weak pulse. Ohno gently pulled Nino into his lap, combing his hair back from his clammy and pale face. Hovering over Nino in his lap, Ohno sobbed a few more pleas, each time getting more frantic.
Ohno looks around for some sort of escape, anything to get them to the hospital. But they’re out in a field, miles away from any sort of civilization and all the cars had been destroyed.
Hearing a pained sputter from his lap, Ohno whips his attention to Nino, who’s eyes flutter weakly and cries out in pain, gripping onto Ohno’s arms.
Ohno barely has time to smile before the night is shattered by two more gunshots. Nino yelps at the sudden weight of Ohno on top of him and struggles to push him up.
He hears the screech of tires as they fade away, only to be replaced by the crackle of the fires.
Nino manages to pull himself out from Ohno’s weight and gently pushes the older man on to the bloodied grass below them.
Nino cries out in pain, huffing cold air as he takes Ohno’s jacket off of himself and presses it on the single pooling wound on Ohno’s side. Ohno’s breathing is hard and quick and Nino knows the other bullet had punctured a lung.
Crying softly at first, Nino feels himself falling apart, piece by piece. The world is darker now, and colder like Ohno’s skin.
The soft tears become sobs that shake his whole body and a pain unlike what he’s ever felt is tearing him apart. He falls over Ohno’s body, shaking and trembling with such force he swears he’s going to break. Ohno’s heart is still beating, slow and quiet like a fading wind.
Nino sobs his name, his filthy hands grasping weakly at the jacket under him. He feels Ohno’s muscles tense, trying to move and trying to lift a hand. Nino opens his eyes and sees a sliver of Ohno’s eyes, though they are unfocused and glassy.
"I can’t see you…" Ohno manages to rattle, the corner of his mouth rising just a bit in a stupidly misplaced grin. Nino clenches his teeth together as he fights the urge to laugh and scream in anger at the world.
But this time, fighting won’t help. Nino knows they’re both dying. So, he rolls weakly off of Ohno, who whimpers loudly but quickly stops, gasping for breath instead.
Nino sees stars as pain shoots up his body, like a fire traveling under his skin and into his bones. Ignoring it the best he could, Nino scoots his body against Ohno’s, finding his hand that has just enough strength to clasp on to Nino’s.
Ohno let his head fall to the side, finally meeting Nino’s eyes. It’s dark and his vision is fading, but he can see the eyes that he will forever love.
"…Kazu." Ohno gasps, his heavy breath tickling Nino’s ear.
Nino gulps down tears as he watched a single tear escape Ohno’s dulling eyes. He frowns and uses the last of his energy to crane his neck up, kissing Ohno for the last time. Ohno kisses him back, trying so hard to remain conscious.
The two fall apart, but they keep their faces close.
Nino opens his mouth to talk, but only a weak sob comes out. He’s too weak to even speak now and he feels the grip on Ohno’s hand slipping. So, he just looks into Ohno’s eyes, telling him everything he could. And Ohno responds, looking as deep as he can into Nino’s weakening eyes.
They’re trying desperately to memorize each other, fearing that once they do slip into darkness, they’ll lose each other and each other’s light.
Nino fears this the most and Ohno can feel it, see it like it was his own. He assures Nino he won’t be left alone this time, he won’t be left alone in the dark like how he had to live most his life. Ohno assures him he’ll be there and Nino believes, trusts, him.
Words, devotions and promises of everlasting love would be nice to hear, they both think, but the way Nino’s eyes sparkled once more and the tiny smile that was on Ohno’s face, they knew.
Ohno felt himself falling, a painless fall that was silent, a peaceful darkness that soothed him… Nino watched Ohno leave, his eyes closing and his chest stilling.
Closing his eyes moments after, Nino fell slowly, chasing a light at the end of a long, dark tunnel. Someone stood at the end, an illuminated silhouette that he knew so well.
He took the warm hand he adored, and together, hand in hand, they left the world behind.
Their grips loosen, but not enough for their fingers to slip. Their fingers remain laced and soft breaths of peace and freedom are heard, flying off somewhere into the night and into the stars.
"Sakamoto-san! Sakamoto-san!"
The doctor tears his eyes away from the burning building and cars to a fellow member rushing over to him.
"Ninomiya-san…" the young man tries to say, but he chokes up, only able to point his trembling finger into the darkness. Frowning slightly, Sakamoto follows the finger slowly, cautiously until his numb legs stumble upon what he was looking for.
Okamoto had sent Sakamoto and half of his society out looking for Nino and Himura only hours after they had left the compound that night. When they finally made it to Iwata’s mansion to find the shaken butler and a dead Iwata, Sakamoto knew deep down that Nino wasn’t returning.
And when the butler handed Sakamoto the bloodstained checks with Ota’s name, Sakamoto knew the trail. Now, here they were under the bright moon, searching any place they could for their fallen members before the police and the firemen arrived.
The doctor knelt down in the bloodstained grass, his fingers ghosting over the pale, yet bruised and bloody, skin of his friend. But sadness was not the first emotion that came over Sakamoto… no, it was a feeling of peace.
Nino’s face was more peaceful and pain free than he had ever seen it. He smiled lightly and brushed Nino’s dark hair from his forehead before leaning down and kissing his forehead softly.
Sakamoto’s eyes trailed over the joined hands and eventually landed on Ohno.
Gratitude filled the doctor’s heart. This was the man that made Nino suffer, made him crazy with rage, made him put his life on the line… but he made Nino love, and for that, Sakamoto thanked Ohno.
Sakamoto felt heavy footsteps behind him and knew it was Hino with the rest of the society. He stood and looked up at the bigger man, his face twisted in a sort of hidden sorrow he rarely showed.
"He was targeting Ninomiya… why didn’t we know?" Hino grunted angrily, glaring down at Ohno’s figure. Sakamoto shrugged and crossed his arms.
"We can’t know everything, Hino. It isn’t our job to keep track of those things." Sakamoto sighed.
"Someone fucked up then! Those damn police underground guys…" Hino growled loudly, the veins popping from his thick neck. Sakamoto let the man fume for a moment before clapping him on the shoulder.
"Look at them, huh? Tell me what you see in Ninomiya’s face." Sakamoto watched the man scowl at the two figures below, trying to think of what was different.
"You… don’t see it?" Sakamoto teased, making Hino grunt in annoyance.
"For once, he’s not pissed." Hino finally mumbled before stalking away. Sakamoto smiled down at the two once more before calling over a few fellow members to help carry the bodies to the car.
"Careful now… careful." Sakamoto followed the members, making sure they were handling the bodies correctly. He opened the door to his car, allowing the men to set Nino in the backseat.
When there was a quiet pause, Sakamoto looked at the men who were wearily carrying Ohno’s body. He scowled at the men in confusion.
"What’s wrong? Put him in there." Sakamoto ordered, gesturing to the backseat. The men exchanged strange expressions before one spoke up.
"He was going to kill Ninomiya-san…"
Sakamoto glared at the men and tightened his jaw angrily.
"Ohno-san protected Ninomiya. Put him in the car." Sakamoto ordered sharply. The men slowly laid Ohno’s body into the backseat next to Nino before being shooed away by Sakamoto. The doctor looked solemnly at Nino and Ohno before shutting the door and turning around to find Hino.
Sirens finally filled the brisk night air and the society was moving quick.
"No sign of Himura?" Sakamoto asked Hino, lingering by the bloody patch of grass and smoking with a deep frown on his face.
"They found him… he’s burned, but we know it’s him. They put his body in my car." Hino replied emotionlessly. Sakamoto scowled at the burning factory, its’ flames dying down now.
"Okamoto’s not going to be happy… you know you’re next in line, Hino." the doctor sighed, nudging the bigger man with his elbow. Hino wrinkled his nose and tossed the cigarette butt down, grinding it under his shoe.
"I’m not worried about that now, let’s just get out of here… give those two kids a proper good-bye, huh? They didn’t deserve this shit."
Sakamoto listened to Hino stalk away, gathering the society with sharp orders to move out. Looking up at the sparkling sky, Sakamoto smiled softly.
There was a nice breeze that night and the sky was quiet.
Sakamoto closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the air, letting his mind be relaxed for a moment. He smiled to himself and knew that two fallen angels had finally found their peace.
END.
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AN: And..... that's it ^^
Feel free to continue to the epilogue!
HERE!
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.
Part 2
"Ota Tomi-san hired me. He paid Iwata-san to hire that hitman just to cover his own tracks. Ota-san wants you dead because you are a threat if given the right power. I am the only one truly skilled enough to take you down... or so he believes." Ohno explained as he and Nino carefully snuck around the factory.
"Me taking over for Okamoto? That’s the threat?" Nino asked. Ohno nodded, stopping them both behind an old freezer.
"What about the incident at the café?" Nino whispered. Ohno shook his head slowly.
"I assume it was one of Ota’s other men, getting tired of waiting for me to act." Ohno breathes, obviously very uncomfortable. Nino places his hand on Ohno’s arm, making the older man turn to face in him the dark.
There’s just enough light for Ohno to see the softness in Nino’s eyes.
"Why didn’t you tell me from the beginning?" he whispered, drawing closer to Ohno’s side. Ohno smirked and looked back at Nino.
"Why didn’t you tell me? I’m still amazed you didn’t figure me out even after I shot that guy in the alley." Ohno replied teasingly, making Nino pout just a bit.
Then, just as Nino leaned forward to kiss Ohno, the sound of tires and flashes of headlights interrupted their night and made their stomachs turn into a knot. Ohno quickly pulled Nino into him, leading them both into the every back of the factory where they packaged the meat.
They knelt down under a table, keeping their breaths steady.
"That’s them." Ohno whispered in Nino’s ear as he quietly pulled out his guns. Nino swallowed nervously and took the extra gun Ohno had handed him.
"Kazu, please stay here-"
"They might find me..."
"If they find you, Kazu, they’ll make me kill you." Ohno snapped, his expression clearly saying that he didn’t want to think about it. Nino glares at him before roughly grabbing his suit collar, pulling Ohno into his face.
"I’d rather be killed by you than have you die for me."
Ohno was about to object, but voices and explosions called for Ohno’s attention. He looked anxiously into Nino’s eyes, asking him to stay where he was. Then, with a tender but sloppy kiss, Ohno jumped up and dashed away into the factory.
Ohno stepped outside the factory to see the abandoned cars from Okamoto’s men and Ota’s men all up in flames. He was met by Ota himself and a few loyal men at his side.
"You killed him?" Ota asked, peering at Ohno from under his heavy lidded eyes and smoke that circled around him.
"Just as you asked. His friends are dead as well... had a fight with some of your men." Ohno said casually. Ota chuckled, blowing a thick smoke stream into Ohno’s face and stepping beside him.
"Killing that kid, finally huh? What made you suddenly do it?" Ota asked in a strangely amused tone that made Ohno shiver.
"Waiting for that moment, everything was perfect... are you doubting me, Ota-san?" Ohno asked calmly, raising his brows curiously. Ota laughed, turning his head to the side to smile at Ohno.
"Doubt you? Don’t be so nervous, Ohno-san. The only thing that makes me wonder is the lack of our wiring equipment we placed on you." Ota said slowly, watching Ohno’s face change in no way at all. Ohno nodded and shrugged.
"Got damaged in the fight, Ninomiya struggled and managed to kick it..." Ohno almost yawned. Ota smiled again and clapped Ohno on the shoulder, walking him a little closer to the factory. A growing feeling of dread fell on Ohno, but he ignored it, knowing that this time was not the time to panic.
"So, Ohno-san, you manage to corner your lover, Ninomiya, kill off several of my men and Okamoto-san’s men, struggle with the boy... and come to terms to kill him?"
Ohno didn’t like the way this was going... so he gave no response.
At Ohno’s silence, Ota threw his cigarette down and grabbed a handful of Ohno’s hair roughly, pulling him close.
"You think we’re stupid? We planned this fucking thing from the beginning. You forgot about the bugs we planted there, didn’t you? The cameras, the microphones! Ohno-san," Ota yanked on Ohno’s hair again, making him hiss in pain.
"Go ahead and lie once more... Lie and we’ll blow this whole fucking factory away with your Ninomiya inside! Did you do your job?" Ota growled in Ohno’s ear, watching the younger man cringe in pain.
When Ohno gave no response, Ota jerked Ohno’s head up, making him look at the dingy factory now lined with all sorts of explosives on the ground. Ohno stared at the building through his tears and slowly shook his head.
Ota laughed a smoky laugh into his ear and threw Ohno to the ground, kicking him in the stomach a few times to make sure he couldn’t get up.
"Goddamn assassins... waste my money on shit like you." Ota grumbled above Ohno, kicking him one last time before shouting to his men to search the factory for Nino. Ohno coughed, choking on blood until he spit it out and rolled onto his hands and knees.
The night was blurred to Ohno, his head pounding and his blood pulsing in his ears.
He shook his head several times, blinking the dizziness away and spitting out the blood from his mouth. Ota, who stayed outside with a couple other men, put his foot on Ohno’s back and firmly pressed him back down into the ground.
"I wouldn’t move if I were you, Ohno-san. You’re not on my good side." Ota said dully. Ohno, hoping Nino was smart enough to get out, just laid on the ground helpless, watching the abandoned cars burn and the fire dance.
A few more moments passed, Ohno’s vision blurring and focusing rapidly, until he saw the group of men dragging out someone and two other men. Ota quickly took his foot off of Ohno’s back and walked towards his two other men.
Ohno couldn’t make out what they were saying, but from the look of it, Nino had put up a rather good fight, using what looked like an old rusted hook. Then, as the two wounded men were dragged off, Nino came into sight, his nose and mouth bleeding and darkening bruises under his torn shirt.
Ohno tried to move, cringing and wincing each time. With the blazing fire billowing near, Ohno could make out Nino’s pained expression.
"Ninomiya-san. Okamoto’s "Golden Child", right?" Ota laughed, grabbing Nino’s face close to his. Nino struggled weakly against the two men holding him, but nothing happened.
"Don’t associate me with him." Nino growled, glaring into Ota’s face. Ota chuckled and patted Nino’s cheek.
"Aw, you’re cute. Speaking of cute, Ninomiya-san... take a look at your assassin." Ota smirked, waving his hand for someone to pick up Ohno and bring him over. Ohno whimpered in pain as he was roughly pulled up and brought over to Ota. Nino let his eyes roam freely across Ohno’s beaten body, somehow not having tears to cry more than his heart already was.
Ota smoothed Ohno’s hair and lifted up his chin, forcing the two to look at each other.
"He’s the reason you’re here, Ninomiya. Calling you, pretending to be kidnapped... Ohno-san... how horrible." Ota said in mock dramatics, smirking as Ohno fought back tears.
"I don’t care!" Nino snapped, feeling Ohno’s shame like it was his own and struggling slightly against the men that held him. Ota smiled and jerked up Ohno’s chin again, this time a little more roughly.
"He still loves you even after leading him to his death! True love, Ohno-san!" Ota said cheerfully, letting Ohno’s head fall back down as he moved to Nino.
Ohno looked through his blurred vision and tears as Ota walked behind a struggling Nino, caressing his chest and hips before softly nuzzling his face into Nino’s messy hair.
"Ota-san, stop it... please." Ohno asked in a sob, watching Nino close his eyes tightly, most likely using his technique he told Ohno about. Ohno pulled against the men holding his arms, only for their hold to tighten. He watched a stray tear trail down Nino’s face, so Ohno knew he was still feeling Ota’s touch.
Nino swallowed, ignoring the man’s fingertips on his neck and stomach as best as he could, his heart breaking from Ohno’s pleas.
"Ota-san!" Ohno yelled this time, his chest heaving with tearful breaths. Ota stopped this time, smirking at Ohno and walking in between the two.
The man slowly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Nino, watching Ohno’s expression turn terrified. Ota pressed the gun to Nino’s cheek, slowly trailing it down until it rested under Nino’s chin. Nino felt his breath get caught in his throat and met Ohno’s fearful eyes.
Ota chuckled before removing the gun and laughing loudly.
"I’ll let you do the honours, Ohno-san. Nothing’s more romantic than the death of a lover by his own lover, right?" Ota teased, smirking over at Nino before walking to Ohno and grabbing his hands.
"Finish your job." Ota hissed, pushing the loaded gun into his trembling hands. Ohno whimpered tearfully, knowing it was no use to argue.
Ota moved a cursing and fighting Nino back a few feet, while Ohno stayed frozen where he was, standing now without support. Dropping Nino the ground, kicking him a few times for good measure, all of Ota’s men crowded several feet behind Ohno, all their guns pointed on them and ready to fire if the two tried to change plans.
Ohno felt like he was dreaming, holding a gun and watching Nino lying in the grass in pain. Letting his tears flow freely, Ohno looked over the gun in his numb, shaking hands, trying desperately to make sense of it all.
He raised his eyes to Nino, now kneeling in the dark grass, his bloodshot eyes and dirty face illuminated by the fires nearby.
Nino met Ohno’s overflowing eyes, desperately trying to tell him to just shoot... just shoot. They were dead no matter what they did. But Ohno argued back, his mouth quivering in soft sobs as he shook his head. Nino remained silent, waiting for Ohno to just pull the trigger...
Ohno never understood their ability to talk without words and even now, he and Nino were having a whole argument that no one would ever hear.
Nino watched Ohno raise the gun and finally take aim. Usually Nino would be able to tell where he was aiming, but Ohno’s hands were shaking so much and he was blinded by tears that the shot could end up anywhere.
But Nino didn’t care, he closed his eyes over his tears and waited for impact.
Squeezing the trigger with his eyes closed, Ohno felt the gun explode and smelt the gunpowder. Daring to open his eyes, Ohno found Nino still kneeling, but with his eyes wide.
The bullet had missed him.
Sobbing out of relief, Ohno dropped the gun and was stumbling toward Nino, but someone pulled him back and threw him to the ground.
"For an assassin you sure have a fucking lousy shot." someone scoffed loudly.
And then... a gunshot.
Ohno watched in a daze as Nino was hit, falling back into the grass with horrendous force. His mind in shock, Ohno stared at the motionless figure just several feet away from him.
Everything in his world came to a halt, his heart pounding in his ears slowly.
Ota stuffed the gun into his jacket pocket before taking the bomb switch and pressing the button, causing the meat factory to explode into flames. But Ohno couldn’t hear or see any of this, his focus was on Nino.
With mumbles and growls, Ota’s men and Ota himself stalked away to their cars like nothing had happened at all. Ohno numbly scrambled to Nino on his hands and knees, hesitating slightly above him before clumsily flipping Nino over, frantically trying to stop the blood from the wound just under his ribs.
His hands pressed down on the wound, the warm blood running and pooling over his fingers. Ohno sobbed deep in his throat, his mind too frantic to think properly.
As Ota made it over to the car, he looked back at Ohno’s panicking form before calling one of his men over with a sharp whistle. Once the summoned man trotted over, Ota nodded to Ohno.
"Get rid of him too. He’s worthless." Ota ordered before getting into the car.
Ohno ripped off his suit jacket, stuffing it on top of Nino’s wound, watching his own tears fall onto Nino’s face.
"Kazu?" Ohno whispered, patting Nino’s face and checking his weak pulse. Ohno gently pulled Nino into his lap, combing his hair back from his clammy and pale face. Hovering over Nino in his lap, Ohno sobbed a few more pleas, each time getting more frantic.
Ohno looks around for some sort of escape, anything to get them to the hospital. But they’re out in a field, miles away from any sort of civilization and all the cars had been destroyed.
Hearing a pained sputter from his lap, Ohno whips his attention to Nino, who’s eyes flutter weakly and cries out in pain, gripping onto Ohno’s arms.
Ohno barely has time to smile before the night is shattered by two more gunshots. Nino yelps at the sudden weight of Ohno on top of him and struggles to push him up.
He hears the screech of tires as they fade away, only to be replaced by the crackle of the fires.
Nino manages to pull himself out from Ohno’s weight and gently pushes the older man on to the bloodied grass below them.
Nino cries out in pain, huffing cold air as he takes Ohno’s jacket off of himself and presses it on the single pooling wound on Ohno’s side. Ohno’s breathing is hard and quick and Nino knows the other bullet had punctured a lung.
Crying softly at first, Nino feels himself falling apart, piece by piece. The world is darker now, and colder like Ohno’s skin.
The soft tears become sobs that shake his whole body and a pain unlike what he’s ever felt is tearing him apart. He falls over Ohno’s body, shaking and trembling with such force he swears he’s going to break. Ohno’s heart is still beating, slow and quiet like a fading wind.
Nino sobs his name, his filthy hands grasping weakly at the jacket under him. He feels Ohno’s muscles tense, trying to move and trying to lift a hand. Nino opens his eyes and sees a sliver of Ohno’s eyes, though they are unfocused and glassy.
"I can’t see you…" Ohno manages to rattle, the corner of his mouth rising just a bit in a stupidly misplaced grin. Nino clenches his teeth together as he fights the urge to laugh and scream in anger at the world.
But this time, fighting won’t help. Nino knows they’re both dying. So, he rolls weakly off of Ohno, who whimpers loudly but quickly stops, gasping for breath instead.
Nino sees stars as pain shoots up his body, like a fire traveling under his skin and into his bones. Ignoring it the best he could, Nino scoots his body against Ohno’s, finding his hand that has just enough strength to clasp on to Nino’s.
Ohno let his head fall to the side, finally meeting Nino’s eyes. It’s dark and his vision is fading, but he can see the eyes that he will forever love.
"…Kazu." Ohno gasps, his heavy breath tickling Nino’s ear.
Nino gulps down tears as he watched a single tear escape Ohno’s dulling eyes. He frowns and uses the last of his energy to crane his neck up, kissing Ohno for the last time. Ohno kisses him back, trying so hard to remain conscious.
The two fall apart, but they keep their faces close.
Nino opens his mouth to talk, but only a weak sob comes out. He’s too weak to even speak now and he feels the grip on Ohno’s hand slipping. So, he just looks into Ohno’s eyes, telling him everything he could. And Ohno responds, looking as deep as he can into Nino’s weakening eyes.
They’re trying desperately to memorize each other, fearing that once they do slip into darkness, they’ll lose each other and each other’s light.
Nino fears this the most and Ohno can feel it, see it like it was his own. He assures Nino he won’t be left alone this time, he won’t be left alone in the dark like how he had to live most his life. Ohno assures him he’ll be there and Nino believes, trusts, him.
Words, devotions and promises of everlasting love would be nice to hear, they both think, but the way Nino’s eyes sparkled once more and the tiny smile that was on Ohno’s face, they knew.
Ohno felt himself falling, a painless fall that was silent, a peaceful darkness that soothed him… Nino watched Ohno leave, his eyes closing and his chest stilling.
Closing his eyes moments after, Nino fell slowly, chasing a light at the end of a long, dark tunnel. Someone stood at the end, an illuminated silhouette that he knew so well.
He took the warm hand he adored, and together, hand in hand, they left the world behind.
Their grips loosen, but not enough for their fingers to slip. Their fingers remain laced and soft breaths of peace and freedom are heard, flying off somewhere into the night and into the stars.
"Sakamoto-san! Sakamoto-san!"
The doctor tears his eyes away from the burning building and cars to a fellow member rushing over to him.
"Ninomiya-san…" the young man tries to say, but he chokes up, only able to point his trembling finger into the darkness. Frowning slightly, Sakamoto follows the finger slowly, cautiously until his numb legs stumble upon what he was looking for.
Okamoto had sent Sakamoto and half of his society out looking for Nino and Himura only hours after they had left the compound that night. When they finally made it to Iwata’s mansion to find the shaken butler and a dead Iwata, Sakamoto knew deep down that Nino wasn’t returning.
And when the butler handed Sakamoto the bloodstained checks with Ota’s name, Sakamoto knew the trail. Now, here they were under the bright moon, searching any place they could for their fallen members before the police and the firemen arrived.
The doctor knelt down in the bloodstained grass, his fingers ghosting over the pale, yet bruised and bloody, skin of his friend. But sadness was not the first emotion that came over Sakamoto… no, it was a feeling of peace.
Nino’s face was more peaceful and pain free than he had ever seen it. He smiled lightly and brushed Nino’s dark hair from his forehead before leaning down and kissing his forehead softly.
Sakamoto’s eyes trailed over the joined hands and eventually landed on Ohno.
Gratitude filled the doctor’s heart. This was the man that made Nino suffer, made him crazy with rage, made him put his life on the line… but he made Nino love, and for that, Sakamoto thanked Ohno.
Sakamoto felt heavy footsteps behind him and knew it was Hino with the rest of the society. He stood and looked up at the bigger man, his face twisted in a sort of hidden sorrow he rarely showed.
"He was targeting Ninomiya… why didn’t we know?" Hino grunted angrily, glaring down at Ohno’s figure. Sakamoto shrugged and crossed his arms.
"We can’t know everything, Hino. It isn’t our job to keep track of those things." Sakamoto sighed.
"Someone fucked up then! Those damn police underground guys…" Hino growled loudly, the veins popping from his thick neck. Sakamoto let the man fume for a moment before clapping him on the shoulder.
"Look at them, huh? Tell me what you see in Ninomiya’s face." Sakamoto watched the man scowl at the two figures below, trying to think of what was different.
"You… don’t see it?" Sakamoto teased, making Hino grunt in annoyance.
"For once, he’s not pissed." Hino finally mumbled before stalking away. Sakamoto smiled down at the two once more before calling over a few fellow members to help carry the bodies to the car.
"Careful now… careful." Sakamoto followed the members, making sure they were handling the bodies correctly. He opened the door to his car, allowing the men to set Nino in the backseat.
When there was a quiet pause, Sakamoto looked at the men who were wearily carrying Ohno’s body. He scowled at the men in confusion.
"What’s wrong? Put him in there." Sakamoto ordered, gesturing to the backseat. The men exchanged strange expressions before one spoke up.
"He was going to kill Ninomiya-san…"
Sakamoto glared at the men and tightened his jaw angrily.
"Ohno-san protected Ninomiya. Put him in the car." Sakamoto ordered sharply. The men slowly laid Ohno’s body into the backseat next to Nino before being shooed away by Sakamoto. The doctor looked solemnly at Nino and Ohno before shutting the door and turning around to find Hino.
Sirens finally filled the brisk night air and the society was moving quick.
"No sign of Himura?" Sakamoto asked Hino, lingering by the bloody patch of grass and smoking with a deep frown on his face.
"They found him… he’s burned, but we know it’s him. They put his body in my car." Hino replied emotionlessly. Sakamoto scowled at the burning factory, its’ flames dying down now.
"Okamoto’s not going to be happy… you know you’re next in line, Hino." the doctor sighed, nudging the bigger man with his elbow. Hino wrinkled his nose and tossed the cigarette butt down, grinding it under his shoe.
"I’m not worried about that now, let’s just get out of here… give those two kids a proper good-bye, huh? They didn’t deserve this shit."
Sakamoto listened to Hino stalk away, gathering the society with sharp orders to move out. Looking up at the sparkling sky, Sakamoto smiled softly.
There was a nice breeze that night and the sky was quiet.
Sakamoto closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the air, letting his mind be relaxed for a moment. He smiled to himself and knew that two fallen angels had finally found their peace.
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AN: And..... that's it ^^
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