(FIC)A Prince and A Thief (11/11+epilogue)
Title: A Prince and A Thief
Author: Ayu
Pairing: KoyaShige, TegoMass, TomaPi
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Angsty Romantic Comedy with a hint of Smut
Summary: Koyama is super poor and Shige is super rich. They're best friends since the day they meet, when Koyama was whined into going to an expensive private school and decided he was going to stop being a wuss and resorted to serious measures. Well, theft. Shige catches Koyama and tells him he'll help Koyama if Koyama will be his, body and soul. Though it doesn't last long. A Prince and A Thief, well, the title doesn't really work anymore, but this is a story about the shit they go through. Rape, Pain, Murder, Theft, and Ryo. It all ends with money... or something.
A/N: ........What do you want me to say? I'm an asshole. OH BTW ---INSERT AWESOME DISCLAIMER HERE--- So, the last chapter was posted in June, and this is the last chapter. I have an epilogue coming up, and I love all you guys who have stuck with this story, and I forgive you guys who dropped it a while ago, and I'm sorry that it took me so long. WC 3116, which I hope makes up for my shitty posting rate. HAVE FUN, and I hope you like it.
Prev. Chaps: (1)(2)(3)(4)(5)(6)(7)(8)(9)(10)
Chapter 11
Shige refused to see Koyama for a long time after hearing about the boy’s father’s suicide. Ryo and Yamapi told him time after time that Koyama didn’t think it was his fault, but Shige said that his avoiding Koyama was just out of respect for the dead.
Neither one of them believed him.
Koyama didn’t think it was Shige’s fault that his father did what he did, but he didn’t really blame Mr. and Mrs. Kato either. It was his father’s stupid idea that it would make everything better, which it didn’t. He desperately wanted to tell Shige that, but Shige wouldn’t visit him anymore…
It had been ten days since Koyama told Shige about his father. Koyama slowly came to regret telling him. He may not have remembered Shige very well, but he knew they were very close just by the way Shige looked at him.
Since there was suddenly a lot of time to think, Koyama would wonder about his future. He knew he wanted to go to college, but he didn’t know what he wanted to do. When he asked Ryo about it, he said:
“What do you like to do?”
Koyama had thought hard about it. “I like to cook. I like to swim. I really like to draw!” He smiled at the thought of going to an art college. He could see himself drawing with charcoal and oil paints, pastels, looking at the model with thought lines tracing his forehead.
So, since he’d decided that he wanted to be an artist, he’d been drawing everything he saw. He drew the walls, the scenery outside, the hospital food, the doctors, everything.
There… may have been… one thing he drew all the time. Shige. Koyama couldn’t get the boy out of his head no matter what he did. He’d suddenly gotten obsessed, asking Toma, who’d been in school with Shige since kindergarten, for pictures of the boy. Shige’s most recent pictures, his school pictures, even childhood photos. He asked Toma about Shige’s childhood, what did he like, what’s his favorite color, did he have any pets.
Koyama suddenly wanted to know everything.
Toma told him what he knew, that they hadn’t been really good friends, and he only knew so much about the boy. He was really sorry, and had to get to class.
Tegoshi and Massu came to visit quite frequently, and they often brought food. While eating, they would talk about school, and Tegoshi would gossip about Akanishi and Kamenashi’s relationship, and how Akanishi loved to tease Kame by suddenly kissing him or other PDAs while they were out in the open.
Tegoshi didn’t like Akanishi much. Apparently Jin had told Tegoshi to “Fuck himself” at one point, which had flustered the boy to an amazing extent. He’d continued, for the next week, to ask if Tegoshi had actually tried. Eventually, Kame and Massu had to interfere, Kame saying it was rude and Massu saying he wouldn’t shut up about it.
Massu didn’t talk much, he ate his food mostly in silence. If Tegoshi said something he found funny, he would laugh around his full mouth, and sometimes choke. Koyama wondered how the boy could fit that much in his mouth at once. A few days after the two boys had started coming, Koyama had suddenly remembered most of their memories together.
It had hurt, and he’d clutched his head so tight Tegoshi thought he’d make his head bleed again, even though the wounds had practically healed by then. Koyama had looked up to the ceiling in wonder, and at his hands, and thought it was extraordinary.
“I remember!” he cried. “I remember you guys! Tegoshi, and Massu, you guys helped me when I was trying to save Miki-san from her husband!”
Tegoshi gasped and clapped his hand over his mouth. Massu swallowed his gyoza whole.
“Do…” Massu began, “Do you remember who was with you?”
Koyama frowned. “It was just me, right? And I think Pi and Toma were in there somewhere.”
Tegoshi’s hand fell and he sighed as he slumped back into his chair.
“Kei-chan… Shige was there with you.”
Koyama’s eyes widened. “Eh?”
“He was there with you, when you got thrown at the fence and passed out, he protected you and was beaten. Remember? He had to wear a neck brace-- well, he almost broke his neck, and he broke his nose. His head bled quite a bit, but he kept saying not to put on bandages and cover up his injuries because it would scare you.” Massu informed him.
Koyama dropped his head into his hands.
“Why can’t I remember?” he whispered, “…WHY?!” he screamed, taking the vase of flowers and throwing it at the wall across from his bed. Tegoshi gasped, and Massu pulled him out of the room with a quiet, “Give him time”.
Koyama wailed, a loud, raw scream, and threw the food that the doctors had given him. He ripped the pillow, destroyed the sheets and hospital bed, and cut his feet and arms while storming around the room. He thrashed, and kicked, and punched the window, which didn’t get him anywhere, since the window was Plexiglas.
“IT’S NOT FAIR!!” he cried out. “How come he has to love me unconditionally, and I can’t remember any of it…?” Koyama whimpered as he slumped to the ground, panting and crying.
Suddenly, as if on cue, Shige burst into the room, immediately noticing the mess and Koyama curled up on the ground.
“Kei-chan!” he yelled as he ran to the boy, picking him up and yelling for a nurse. “Kei-chan, are you okay? What happened?”
Koyama just sobbed into the boy’s shoulder, yelling “Why didn’t you come visit me?!”.
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Koyama sat solemnly in the dorm room he’d shared with Shige, since the hospital kicked him out after his “accident”. There were bandages covering parts of his arms and legs. The school gave him only a week to recover, seeing as the new semester had started, and he was behind enough.
Slowly, his memories of the school came back to him, albeit they were just small insignificant memories, like how much the tuition was, that Nagase was his teacher as well as his sister’s ex-fiancée, things like that.
Still very little about Shige. When he asked the doctors, they said that it might just be because he and Shige were so deeply connected, or the fact that they had been together when the accident had happened. They said it could also be because Shige was avoiding him, and if they would be together more, his memories might come back.
He had tried to start up conversations with Shige, but the boy would simply say “un,” or “yeah”. He was being very monosyllabic recently, and Koyama wanted to cry.
Shige had just entered the room and climbed up onto the top bunk, refusing to exchange even a glance with Koyama.
“…Shige?” Koyama said quietly.
He heard Shige stiffen on the bed.
“Yeah?”
“When we were together, did we sleep on the same bed?”
Shige sighed. “Yeah. We uh… had some problems with the bars in the past. Well, it’s more like I did.”
Koyama stood up and climbed to the top bunk. Shige was sitting cross-legged, leaning against the wall. Koyama crawled to sit next to him and leaned his head on the dark haired boy’s shoulder.
“Shige?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m sorry I can’t remember you.” he whispered. Shige slowly put his arms around Koyama, whose eyes were glistening.
“I’m sorry about your father.” Shige said just as quietly.
Koyama pulled back. “Is that why you’ve been avoiding me? Because you thought it was your fault?”
Shige looked down in shame.
“Oh, Shige! It-- I… would never blame you! It was my father’s choice, and a stupid one at that. He thought he could trust my sister to make everything better, and it didn’t work out. It’s not your fault.” He gently touched Shige’s cheek.
Shige sighed and leaned into Koyama’s touch.
“Kei-chan… I love you.” Shige whispered.
Koyama suddenly felt a sharp pain resound through his head.
“Aaah!” He gasped, clutching his head tightly. If felt like a migraine, except 100 times worse. He knew this feeling…
“Kei-chan?!” Shige exclaimed. “Are you oka--”
“No… no! Don’t… Shige… I’m--” And there it was.
*begin flashback montage*
“How about this?” he asked, “I’ll pay your school fees.” Koyama looked up into his eyes, and found a hint of mischeviousness in them. “But, there’s a catch.” he said, and the boy sighed.
“There’s always a catch,” he quickly replied, “Okay, what do you want?”
He chuckled. “I want… you.”
(Oh gosh, I was so shocked. I almost ran out of there!)
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“Jeez, it’s just a joke,” he laughed.
Koyama laughed nervously, trying to calm the erratic beating of his heart. “Sorry… Kato-kun, can I… ask you something?” When he nodded, Koyama continued, “C-can I call you… Sh-shige?”
Koyama heard a snort, and looked up to see that Shige was covering his mouth with both hands, trying to stifle a laugh. He muttered to himself, slapping the boy on the arm lightly. Shige grabbed his hand.
“Only if I can call you Kei-chan.” he said softly.
(I replied yes immediately, didn’t I?)
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All of a sudden, the door to the bathroom slammed open. When the two boys sitting on the floor looked up, they saw a very worried looking Shige and a shocked YamaPi behind him.
“Are you okay?” Shige asked, kneeling down next to Koyama.
“He kicked down the door…” Yamapi whispered to Toma.
“I didn’t know he was that strong,” replied Toma, stunned. The two boys looked at each other in excitement.
“It must be the power of love!”
(Those dorks were already dating, they had nowhere to talk! Wasn’t it just the chapter before when Pi was crying in my arms?)
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“Ah, we’re alive!” Koyama yelled.
Shige laughed. “Lucky to be!” Koyama then noticed that Shige was wearing a neck brace.
“Shige!” Koyama gasped and softly touched the boy’s chest under the brace. “Are you okay?”
Shige chuckled. “The brace wasn’t actually necessary, they just put in on me because I said my neck was sore. And besides, you’re not much better off.”
(Massu said he almost broke his neck! So he really was protecting me so I wouldn’t be scared… Oh, Shige…)
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“Kei-chan.” Shige said, holding Koyama’s face in his hands. “I had sex with Ryo, but I want to make love with you.”
Koyama cried into his shoulder.
“You’re so cheesy,” he laughed.
“That’s why you love me, right?” Shige asked, and Koyama nodded.
(I still can’t believe Ryo did that to Shige… but after that we kissed… It was our first kiss.)
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“But wait, if you knew I liked you, what the hell was up with chapter 7? You said you thought it was just brotherly love.” Koyama said, sitting on the ground cross-legged in front of Shige. “I mean, in chapter 4, I was hard for you!” he laughed.
“Well, you know, you can’t exactly stop the ehm… reaction to being… ehm… touched. So I kinda just thought any feelings you may have had for me were like, OUT the window. But when you started saying stuff about you didn’t hate me, I just kinda thought when Pi said you liked me, it was like some old guy being all, ‘I like you, kid.’ or something.”
(Oh, Shige, it wasn’t like that at all… I wish you would have known that from the beginning. It would have saved you so much hurt…)
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“Oh, hey, Kei-chan!” Shige exclaimed with a grin. “What were you guys talking about?”
“None of your business,” Koyama replied icily. “Not like I’m the only person you think about. Go talk to Kusano.”
(Why did I have to respond like that?)
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“Anyway,” Kusano said, “I didn’t fuck your boyfriend. But, he didn’t leave me after I asked him to.” Kusano sat on the bleacher next to Koyama. Both Toma and Pi left, seeing that they weren’t needed. “Shige’s a really nice guy. He won’t rush you into doing anything. And I know for a fact that he didn’t love me when we dated.”
(And yet I got so jealous… Back then it was such a big thing, but now I just want to be with Shige, no matter what…)
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“Kei-chan… I don’t know what I did…” Koyama walked over to the edge of the cliff, where Shige stood. Shige looked at him in astonishment, taking Koyama’s hands in his own, “but, I’m so sorry… I-- please don’t leave me… I’ll never talk about Hi-- Kusano, ever again, so--” Shige was sobbing now, and he pulled Koyama into a tight hug.
“It’s okay, Shige… It’s okay. You can talk about Kusano as much as you want. I overreacted about nothing… I’m the one who should be sorry, really.” Koyama pulled back, and Shige’s arms slid back to his sides.
*end flashback montage*
“And then I fell off the cliff…” Koyama whispered.
“Kei-chan, are you okay?” Shige said. Koyama started, forgetting that the dark haired boy was there.
“Oh Shige…” Koyama pounced on him, showering him with kisses. “I remember! I remember it all! Shige, I love you! I’m sorry about everything. Especially that thing with Kusano… I-- If I had just talked to you about it, I wouldn’t have yelled at you and you wouldn’t have left, and I wouldn’t have fallen off that stupid cliff and lost my memories…” He whimpered. “…our memories.”
Shige held Koyama to his chest. “Just… stop getting hurt!”
Koyama laughed, and kissed Shige. They kissed for a while, until Koyama ran out of breath and pulled away.
“Ah… I missed you…” Shige whispered, taking Koyama’s earlobe into his mouth.
Koyama whined. “Th-that tickles!” he panted as Shige’s hand slid up under his shirt.
Shige kissed Koyama again, and pulled the boy’s shirt off, throwing it to the floor.
Koyama shivered, but moaned as Shige pushed him down into the mattress of the top bunk.
“Are you okay with this?” Shige asked quietly. Koyama could only nod, pulling Shige down and connecting their mouths once again.
Koyama gasped when Shige tweaked one of his nipples, and then suddenly there was something in his mouth. It was hot and slippery, and then Koyama realized it was Shige’s tongue. He responded enthusiastically, gripping Shige’s arms.
When Koyama pulled away for the second time, Shige simply relocated his tongue to the light-haired boy’s neck. Koyama whined, and moved his hands to Shige’s waistband. He popped the button and Shige paused.
“At least let me take off my shirt…” he muttered, throwing said article onto the floor with Koyama’s. Koyama whined, and struggled to pull off his pants.
Shige chuckled, “Impatient, are we?”
“Shige…” Koyama moaned. Shige looked at the boy’s lust-filled eyes and shuddered.
“Shit…” he mumbled, pulling off Koyama’s pants in one go, and throwing off his own.
Suddenly, he was sitting against the wall, with Koyama in his lap, grinding against him like his life depended on it. It was all he could do to not come at the sight of it.
Koyama stiffened, trembling slightly, and threw his head back.
When he came down, he blushed deeply.
“Oh, god… I-- that wasn’t even two minutes, was it?” he whispered frantically. “I-- ahh, how embarrassing!” he whined, leaning his head on Shige’s shoulder.
Shige chuckled. “Kei-chan, Kei-chan, you’re really naïve if you thought it was going to end there.”
The dark haired boy maneuvered so Koyama was on his back once again, naked, with an equally as naked Shige between his legs. Shige pulled a small tube out from under the pillow.
Koyama gasped when he recognized the lube he had bought back when they started dating.
Shige chuckled. “Seems you’ve wanted this for a while, ne?”
Koyama blushed again, and flinched when he felt one of Shige’s slicked fingers tease his entrance.
“Aah… cold…” he whimpered, and winced when he felt the digit enter him.
“Okay?” Shige asked. Koyama nodded with a grimace.
“It’s just weird.” Shige began to move his finger in and out, until Koyama moaned again, and he entered another.
When he had Koyama whining for more and bucking his hips while he moved three fingers in him, curling and searching for that spot, he pulled them out.
“Shige,” Koyama moaned. “P-please…”
“I was gonna do it anyway, babe.” Shige replied as he slicked up his penis. He pushed the tip up to Koyama’s hole, pushing in slowly. When he was in to the base, he squeezed his eyes closed.
“S-so… Tight…” it was all he could do not to grip Koyama’s hips and thrust hard and deep.
Koyama cried out. “Ow… it-- it hurts…” Shige leaned down and kissed the boy’s cheeks, eyes, nose, and finally his lips. They sat like that for a while, until Koyama realized that it didn’t really hurt anymore, it was just… weird. He’d never had anything in… there… before, and he was trying to get used to the fact that it was Shige, until he opened his eyes and saw Shige face.
He looked like he was in pain.
“Shige… Sh-shige… move.” he said quietly. Shige’s eyes opened slowly.
“You said… you said it hurt--” he was about to say, but Koyama bucked his hips and Shige gasped, eyes closing, and bit his lip.
“It feels good, right? Move.” Shige thrust slowly, and it burned slightly, but it was like… a good burn. Like when you move a loose tooth around and it hurts but you know it’s gonna come out soon.
Out of nowhere, he saw stars. He cried out, arching his back, and wrapped his legs around Shige’s waist. “Shige… there…” he said.
Shige put his hands on either side of Koyama’s head.
“H-here?” Shige said, thrusting at a certain spot. Koyama moaned loudly. He took that as a yes.
Aiming at that spot, Shige pushed in and out, his rhythm getting sloppier as he neared his peak. He gripped Koyama’s cock, tugging on it quickly.
Koyama thrashed his head back and forth on the pillow, and gripped the sheets tightly.
“Shige… I’m gonna--” Shige shut him up with a kiss, driving in harder. Koyama arched his back and moaned, breaking the kiss. His come spilled over Shige’s hand and onto him stomach.
The feeling of Koyama’s muscles tightening around him brought him over the edge and he went flying, throwing his head back with a groan. He slumped on top of Koyama, panting heavily.
“Shige… you’re heavy.” Koyama whined, and Shige rolled off of him and onto his back.
“Kei-chan, I love you.”
“I love you too, Shige.”
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So, what did you think? Yeah, I know, post quicker, why did it take so long, etc etc. I'M SO SORRY, you guys, I am! I wish I could have posted quicker, and I'm not going to give any excuses. I'm sorry, but I hope the added 1500 words helps a bit?♥♥♥
Comment plz! Or maybe I won't even write the epilogue~!
Author: Ayu
Pairing: KoyaShige, TegoMass, TomaPi
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Angsty Romantic Comedy with a hint of Smut
Summary: Koyama is super poor and Shige is super rich. They're best friends since the day they meet, when Koyama was whined into going to an expensive private school and decided he was going to stop being a wuss and resorted to serious measures. Well, theft. Shige catches Koyama and tells him he'll help Koyama if Koyama will be his, body and soul. Though it doesn't last long. A Prince and A Thief, well, the title doesn't really work anymore, but this is a story about the shit they go through. Rape, Pain, Murder, Theft, and Ryo. It all ends with money... or something.
A/N: ........What do you want me to say? I'm an asshole. OH BTW ---INSERT AWESOME DISCLAIMER HERE--- So, the last chapter was posted in June, and this is the last chapter. I have an epilogue coming up, and I love all you guys who have stuck with this story, and I forgive you guys who dropped it a while ago, and I'm sorry that it took me so long. WC 3116, which I hope makes up for my shitty posting rate. HAVE FUN, and I hope you like it.
Prev. Chaps: (1)(2)(3)(4)(5)(6)(7)(8)(9)(10)
Chapter 11
Shige refused to see Koyama for a long time after hearing about the boy’s father’s suicide. Ryo and Yamapi told him time after time that Koyama didn’t think it was his fault, but Shige said that his avoiding Koyama was just out of respect for the dead.
Neither one of them believed him.
Koyama didn’t think it was Shige’s fault that his father did what he did, but he didn’t really blame Mr. and Mrs. Kato either. It was his father’s stupid idea that it would make everything better, which it didn’t. He desperately wanted to tell Shige that, but Shige wouldn’t visit him anymore…
It had been ten days since Koyama told Shige about his father. Koyama slowly came to regret telling him. He may not have remembered Shige very well, but he knew they were very close just by the way Shige looked at him.
Since there was suddenly a lot of time to think, Koyama would wonder about his future. He knew he wanted to go to college, but he didn’t know what he wanted to do. When he asked Ryo about it, he said:
“What do you like to do?”
Koyama had thought hard about it. “I like to cook. I like to swim. I really like to draw!” He smiled at the thought of going to an art college. He could see himself drawing with charcoal and oil paints, pastels, looking at the model with thought lines tracing his forehead.
So, since he’d decided that he wanted to be an artist, he’d been drawing everything he saw. He drew the walls, the scenery outside, the hospital food, the doctors, everything.
There… may have been… one thing he drew all the time. Shige. Koyama couldn’t get the boy out of his head no matter what he did. He’d suddenly gotten obsessed, asking Toma, who’d been in school with Shige since kindergarten, for pictures of the boy. Shige’s most recent pictures, his school pictures, even childhood photos. He asked Toma about Shige’s childhood, what did he like, what’s his favorite color, did he have any pets.
Koyama suddenly wanted to know everything.
Toma told him what he knew, that they hadn’t been really good friends, and he only knew so much about the boy. He was really sorry, and had to get to class.
Tegoshi and Massu came to visit quite frequently, and they often brought food. While eating, they would talk about school, and Tegoshi would gossip about Akanishi and Kamenashi’s relationship, and how Akanishi loved to tease Kame by suddenly kissing him or other PDAs while they were out in the open.
Tegoshi didn’t like Akanishi much. Apparently Jin had told Tegoshi to “Fuck himself” at one point, which had flustered the boy to an amazing extent. He’d continued, for the next week, to ask if Tegoshi had actually tried. Eventually, Kame and Massu had to interfere, Kame saying it was rude and Massu saying he wouldn’t shut up about it.
Massu didn’t talk much, he ate his food mostly in silence. If Tegoshi said something he found funny, he would laugh around his full mouth, and sometimes choke. Koyama wondered how the boy could fit that much in his mouth at once. A few days after the two boys had started coming, Koyama had suddenly remembered most of their memories together.
It had hurt, and he’d clutched his head so tight Tegoshi thought he’d make his head bleed again, even though the wounds had practically healed by then. Koyama had looked up to the ceiling in wonder, and at his hands, and thought it was extraordinary.
“I remember!” he cried. “I remember you guys! Tegoshi, and Massu, you guys helped me when I was trying to save Miki-san from her husband!”
Tegoshi gasped and clapped his hand over his mouth. Massu swallowed his gyoza whole.
“Do…” Massu began, “Do you remember who was with you?”
Koyama frowned. “It was just me, right? And I think Pi and Toma were in there somewhere.”
Tegoshi’s hand fell and he sighed as he slumped back into his chair.
“Kei-chan… Shige was there with you.”
Koyama’s eyes widened. “Eh?”
“He was there with you, when you got thrown at the fence and passed out, he protected you and was beaten. Remember? He had to wear a neck brace-- well, he almost broke his neck, and he broke his nose. His head bled quite a bit, but he kept saying not to put on bandages and cover up his injuries because it would scare you.” Massu informed him.
Koyama dropped his head into his hands.
“Why can’t I remember?” he whispered, “…WHY?!” he screamed, taking the vase of flowers and throwing it at the wall across from his bed. Tegoshi gasped, and Massu pulled him out of the room with a quiet, “Give him time”.
Koyama wailed, a loud, raw scream, and threw the food that the doctors had given him. He ripped the pillow, destroyed the sheets and hospital bed, and cut his feet and arms while storming around the room. He thrashed, and kicked, and punched the window, which didn’t get him anywhere, since the window was Plexiglas.
“IT’S NOT FAIR!!” he cried out. “How come he has to love me unconditionally, and I can’t remember any of it…?” Koyama whimpered as he slumped to the ground, panting and crying.
Suddenly, as if on cue, Shige burst into the room, immediately noticing the mess and Koyama curled up on the ground.
“Kei-chan!” he yelled as he ran to the boy, picking him up and yelling for a nurse. “Kei-chan, are you okay? What happened?”
Koyama just sobbed into the boy’s shoulder, yelling “Why didn’t you come visit me?!”.
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Koyama sat solemnly in the dorm room he’d shared with Shige, since the hospital kicked him out after his “accident”. There were bandages covering parts of his arms and legs. The school gave him only a week to recover, seeing as the new semester had started, and he was behind enough.
Slowly, his memories of the school came back to him, albeit they were just small insignificant memories, like how much the tuition was, that Nagase was his teacher as well as his sister’s ex-fiancée, things like that.
Still very little about Shige. When he asked the doctors, they said that it might just be because he and Shige were so deeply connected, or the fact that they had been together when the accident had happened. They said it could also be because Shige was avoiding him, and if they would be together more, his memories might come back.
He had tried to start up conversations with Shige, but the boy would simply say “un,” or “yeah”. He was being very monosyllabic recently, and Koyama wanted to cry.
Shige had just entered the room and climbed up onto the top bunk, refusing to exchange even a glance with Koyama.
“…Shige?” Koyama said quietly.
He heard Shige stiffen on the bed.
“Yeah?”
“When we were together, did we sleep on the same bed?”
Shige sighed. “Yeah. We uh… had some problems with the bars in the past. Well, it’s more like I did.”
Koyama stood up and climbed to the top bunk. Shige was sitting cross-legged, leaning against the wall. Koyama crawled to sit next to him and leaned his head on the dark haired boy’s shoulder.
“Shige?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m sorry I can’t remember you.” he whispered. Shige slowly put his arms around Koyama, whose eyes were glistening.
“I’m sorry about your father.” Shige said just as quietly.
Koyama pulled back. “Is that why you’ve been avoiding me? Because you thought it was your fault?”
Shige looked down in shame.
“Oh, Shige! It-- I… would never blame you! It was my father’s choice, and a stupid one at that. He thought he could trust my sister to make everything better, and it didn’t work out. It’s not your fault.” He gently touched Shige’s cheek.
Shige sighed and leaned into Koyama’s touch.
“Kei-chan… I love you.” Shige whispered.
Koyama suddenly felt a sharp pain resound through his head.
“Aaah!” He gasped, clutching his head tightly. If felt like a migraine, except 100 times worse. He knew this feeling…
“Kei-chan?!” Shige exclaimed. “Are you oka--”
“No… no! Don’t… Shige… I’m--” And there it was.
*begin flashback montage*
“How about this?” he asked, “I’ll pay your school fees.” Koyama looked up into his eyes, and found a hint of mischeviousness in them. “But, there’s a catch.” he said, and the boy sighed.
“There’s always a catch,” he quickly replied, “Okay, what do you want?”
He chuckled. “I want… you.”
(Oh gosh, I was so shocked. I almost ran out of there!)
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“Jeez, it’s just a joke,” he laughed.
Koyama laughed nervously, trying to calm the erratic beating of his heart. “Sorry… Kato-kun, can I… ask you something?” When he nodded, Koyama continued, “C-can I call you… Sh-shige?”
Koyama heard a snort, and looked up to see that Shige was covering his mouth with both hands, trying to stifle a laugh. He muttered to himself, slapping the boy on the arm lightly. Shige grabbed his hand.
“Only if I can call you Kei-chan.” he said softly.
(I replied yes immediately, didn’t I?)
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All of a sudden, the door to the bathroom slammed open. When the two boys sitting on the floor looked up, they saw a very worried looking Shige and a shocked YamaPi behind him.
“Are you okay?” Shige asked, kneeling down next to Koyama.
“He kicked down the door…” Yamapi whispered to Toma.
“I didn’t know he was that strong,” replied Toma, stunned. The two boys looked at each other in excitement.
“It must be the power of love!”
(Those dorks were already dating, they had nowhere to talk! Wasn’t it just the chapter before when Pi was crying in my arms?)
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“Ah, we’re alive!” Koyama yelled.
Shige laughed. “Lucky to be!” Koyama then noticed that Shige was wearing a neck brace.
“Shige!” Koyama gasped and softly touched the boy’s chest under the brace. “Are you okay?”
Shige chuckled. “The brace wasn’t actually necessary, they just put in on me because I said my neck was sore. And besides, you’re not much better off.”
(Massu said he almost broke his neck! So he really was protecting me so I wouldn’t be scared… Oh, Shige…)
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“Kei-chan.” Shige said, holding Koyama’s face in his hands. “I had sex with Ryo, but I want to make love with you.”
Koyama cried into his shoulder.
“You’re so cheesy,” he laughed.
“That’s why you love me, right?” Shige asked, and Koyama nodded.
(I still can’t believe Ryo did that to Shige… but after that we kissed… It was our first kiss.)
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“But wait, if you knew I liked you, what the hell was up with chapter 7? You said you thought it was just brotherly love.” Koyama said, sitting on the ground cross-legged in front of Shige. “I mean, in chapter 4, I was hard for you!” he laughed.
“Well, you know, you can’t exactly stop the ehm… reaction to being… ehm… touched. So I kinda just thought any feelings you may have had for me were like, OUT the window. But when you started saying stuff about you didn’t hate me, I just kinda thought when Pi said you liked me, it was like some old guy being all, ‘I like you, kid.’ or something.”
(Oh, Shige, it wasn’t like that at all… I wish you would have known that from the beginning. It would have saved you so much hurt…)
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“Oh, hey, Kei-chan!” Shige exclaimed with a grin. “What were you guys talking about?”
“None of your business,” Koyama replied icily. “Not like I’m the only person you think about. Go talk to Kusano.”
(Why did I have to respond like that?)
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“Anyway,” Kusano said, “I didn’t fuck your boyfriend. But, he didn’t leave me after I asked him to.” Kusano sat on the bleacher next to Koyama. Both Toma and Pi left, seeing that they weren’t needed. “Shige’s a really nice guy. He won’t rush you into doing anything. And I know for a fact that he didn’t love me when we dated.”
(And yet I got so jealous… Back then it was such a big thing, but now I just want to be with Shige, no matter what…)
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“Kei-chan… I don’t know what I did…” Koyama walked over to the edge of the cliff, where Shige stood. Shige looked at him in astonishment, taking Koyama’s hands in his own, “but, I’m so sorry… I-- please don’t leave me… I’ll never talk about Hi-- Kusano, ever again, so--” Shige was sobbing now, and he pulled Koyama into a tight hug.
“It’s okay, Shige… It’s okay. You can talk about Kusano as much as you want. I overreacted about nothing… I’m the one who should be sorry, really.” Koyama pulled back, and Shige’s arms slid back to his sides.
*end flashback montage*
“And then I fell off the cliff…” Koyama whispered.
“Kei-chan, are you okay?” Shige said. Koyama started, forgetting that the dark haired boy was there.
“Oh Shige…” Koyama pounced on him, showering him with kisses. “I remember! I remember it all! Shige, I love you! I’m sorry about everything. Especially that thing with Kusano… I-- If I had just talked to you about it, I wouldn’t have yelled at you and you wouldn’t have left, and I wouldn’t have fallen off that stupid cliff and lost my memories…” He whimpered. “…our memories.”
Shige held Koyama to his chest. “Just… stop getting hurt!”
Koyama laughed, and kissed Shige. They kissed for a while, until Koyama ran out of breath and pulled away.
“Ah… I missed you…” Shige whispered, taking Koyama’s earlobe into his mouth.
Koyama whined. “Th-that tickles!” he panted as Shige’s hand slid up under his shirt.
Shige kissed Koyama again, and pulled the boy’s shirt off, throwing it to the floor.
Koyama shivered, but moaned as Shige pushed him down into the mattress of the top bunk.
“Are you okay with this?” Shige asked quietly. Koyama could only nod, pulling Shige down and connecting their mouths once again.
Koyama gasped when Shige tweaked one of his nipples, and then suddenly there was something in his mouth. It was hot and slippery, and then Koyama realized it was Shige’s tongue. He responded enthusiastically, gripping Shige’s arms.
When Koyama pulled away for the second time, Shige simply relocated his tongue to the light-haired boy’s neck. Koyama whined, and moved his hands to Shige’s waistband. He popped the button and Shige paused.
“At least let me take off my shirt…” he muttered, throwing said article onto the floor with Koyama’s. Koyama whined, and struggled to pull off his pants.
Shige chuckled, “Impatient, are we?”
“Shige…” Koyama moaned. Shige looked at the boy’s lust-filled eyes and shuddered.
“Shit…” he mumbled, pulling off Koyama’s pants in one go, and throwing off his own.
Suddenly, he was sitting against the wall, with Koyama in his lap, grinding against him like his life depended on it. It was all he could do to not come at the sight of it.
Koyama stiffened, trembling slightly, and threw his head back.
When he came down, he blushed deeply.
“Oh, god… I-- that wasn’t even two minutes, was it?” he whispered frantically. “I-- ahh, how embarrassing!” he whined, leaning his head on Shige’s shoulder.
Shige chuckled. “Kei-chan, Kei-chan, you’re really naïve if you thought it was going to end there.”
The dark haired boy maneuvered so Koyama was on his back once again, naked, with an equally as naked Shige between his legs. Shige pulled a small tube out from under the pillow.
Koyama gasped when he recognized the lube he had bought back when they started dating.
Shige chuckled. “Seems you’ve wanted this for a while, ne?”
Koyama blushed again, and flinched when he felt one of Shige’s slicked fingers tease his entrance.
“Aah… cold…” he whimpered, and winced when he felt the digit enter him.
“Okay?” Shige asked. Koyama nodded with a grimace.
“It’s just weird.” Shige began to move his finger in and out, until Koyama moaned again, and he entered another.
When he had Koyama whining for more and bucking his hips while he moved three fingers in him, curling and searching for that spot, he pulled them out.
“Shige,” Koyama moaned. “P-please…”
“I was gonna do it anyway, babe.” Shige replied as he slicked up his penis. He pushed the tip up to Koyama’s hole, pushing in slowly. When he was in to the base, he squeezed his eyes closed.
“S-so… Tight…” it was all he could do not to grip Koyama’s hips and thrust hard and deep.
Koyama cried out. “Ow… it-- it hurts…” Shige leaned down and kissed the boy’s cheeks, eyes, nose, and finally his lips. They sat like that for a while, until Koyama realized that it didn’t really hurt anymore, it was just… weird. He’d never had anything in… there… before, and he was trying to get used to the fact that it was Shige, until he opened his eyes and saw Shige face.
He looked like he was in pain.
“Shige… Sh-shige… move.” he said quietly. Shige’s eyes opened slowly.
“You said… you said it hurt--” he was about to say, but Koyama bucked his hips and Shige gasped, eyes closing, and bit his lip.
“It feels good, right? Move.” Shige thrust slowly, and it burned slightly, but it was like… a good burn. Like when you move a loose tooth around and it hurts but you know it’s gonna come out soon.
Out of nowhere, he saw stars. He cried out, arching his back, and wrapped his legs around Shige’s waist. “Shige… there…” he said.
Shige put his hands on either side of Koyama’s head.
“H-here?” Shige said, thrusting at a certain spot. Koyama moaned loudly. He took that as a yes.
Aiming at that spot, Shige pushed in and out, his rhythm getting sloppier as he neared his peak. He gripped Koyama’s cock, tugging on it quickly.
Koyama thrashed his head back and forth on the pillow, and gripped the sheets tightly.
“Shige… I’m gonna--” Shige shut him up with a kiss, driving in harder. Koyama arched his back and moaned, breaking the kiss. His come spilled over Shige’s hand and onto him stomach.
The feeling of Koyama’s muscles tightening around him brought him over the edge and he went flying, throwing his head back with a groan. He slumped on top of Koyama, panting heavily.
“Shige… you’re heavy.” Koyama whined, and Shige rolled off of him and onto his back.
“Kei-chan, I love you.”
“I love you too, Shige.”
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So, what did you think? Yeah, I know, post quicker, why did it take so long, etc etc. I'M SO SORRY, you guys, I am! I wish I could have posted quicker, and I'm not going to give any excuses. I'm sorry, but I hope the added 1500 words helps a bit?♥♥♥
Comment plz! Or maybe I won't even write the epilogue~!