Secrets part 16
*~*~*~* AiMiya*~*~*~*
Masaki sat on a beat up sofa one foot resting on a low table listening to the mundane chatter of his so called friends and family who were getting rowdier with every drink that they poured down their throats. The game of Mah-jong seemed to have been long since forgotten and Masaki could barely bring himself to care. He looked around the room his eyes taking in the sights of all the people that he had known all of his life wondering if any of them ever felt like he did. He knew one did, Ikuta Toma, he and Toma had been sort of close since they were small but recently he had noticed a distinct lack of his sort of friend around the compound. Nobody had mentioned that the man was sick and he wondered what had happened.
“Where’s Toma?” He asked the grunt that was closest to him and the man, who was sporting a horrible porn moustache, turned to look at him over the top of sunglasses in a way that he thought looked cool but Masaki knew that not even the sex idol Matsumoto Jun would have been able to pull off without looking like an idiot.
“That fag?” The ‘Tache said with such a sneer to his voice that the fine hairs on the back of Masaki’s neck started to tingle like Spiderman’s spidey sense. This attitude was the reason that he made sure that he kept Nino as far away as possible from the compound and anyone that might recognise him. He had known from a very early age not to reveal his sexuality to the men that he and his father worked with. Some, if not all of them, thought that homosexuality was some kind of catchable virus or that all gay men wanted was to fuck anyone they saw, even if the only people around him looked like they had had their faces beat into a meat grinder “What do you want him for?”
“I didn’t say I wanted him…I just asked where he was…” Masaki spat back not backing down or showing any signs of weakness to the man that was in front of him. It might be a reluctant position on his part but he was the son of the leader of this stupid family and he was going to be shown the respect that that gave him. “The git owed me some money, I was looking to collect…”
“Doubt he’s got much money on him now…” ‘Tache laughed looking down at his hands and Masaki felt sick to his stomach knowing that the stray idea that he had hoped was false was right. Giving a passible laugh his cocked his head to one side asking;
“Why what did you do to him?”
“Something that will teach him…”
“Right…” Masaki laughed again hoping and praying that his sort of friend wasn’t in a river wearing concrete shoes like in some kind of old gangster movie. “What exactly did he do anyway?”
“Fucking fag, making out…” The man mumbled his lips soon swallowed by the bottle in his hand and Masaki’s closed ever more tightly around the one in his. “Hospital now, maybe they can fix him…”
“Yeah maybe…” Masaki said miserably feeling lower than he had ever done before but relived that his sorta friend was at the very least still alive. He stayed quiet after that playing the game that nobody was interested in counting down the minutes and seconds until he could be with Nino and forget about all of this.
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
Masaki sat on a beat up sofa one foot resting on a low table listening to the mundane chatter of his so called friends and family who were getting rowdier with every drink that they poured down their throats. The game of Mah-jong seemed to have been long since forgotten and Masaki could barely bring himself to care. He looked around the room his eyes taking in the sights of all the people that he had known all of his life wondering if any of them ever felt like he did. He knew one did, Ikuta Toma, he and Toma had been sort of close since they were small but recently he had noticed a distinct lack of his sort of friend around the compound. Nobody had mentioned that the man was sick and he wondered what had happened.
“Where’s Toma?” He asked the grunt that was closest to him and the man, who was sporting a horrible porn moustache, turned to look at him over the top of sunglasses in a way that he thought looked cool but Masaki knew that not even the sex idol Matsumoto Jun would have been able to pull off without looking like an idiot.
“That fag?” The ‘Tache said with such a sneer to his voice that the fine hairs on the back of Masaki’s neck started to tingle like Spiderman’s spidey sense. This attitude was the reason that he made sure that he kept Nino as far away as possible from the compound and anyone that might recognise him. He had known from a very early age not to reveal his sexuality to the men that he and his father worked with. Some, if not all of them, thought that homosexuality was some kind of catchable virus or that all gay men wanted was to fuck anyone they saw, even if the only people around him looked like they had had their faces beat into a meat grinder “What do you want him for?”
“I didn’t say I wanted him…I just asked where he was…” Masaki spat back not backing down or showing any signs of weakness to the man that was in front of him. It might be a reluctant position on his part but he was the son of the leader of this stupid family and he was going to be shown the respect that that gave him. “The git owed me some money, I was looking to collect…”
“Doubt he’s got much money on him now…” ‘Tache laughed looking down at his hands and Masaki felt sick to his stomach knowing that the stray idea that he had hoped was false was right. Giving a passible laugh his cocked his head to one side asking;
“Why what did you do to him?”
“Something that will teach him…”
“Right…” Masaki laughed again hoping and praying that his sort of friend wasn’t in a river wearing concrete shoes like in some kind of old gangster movie. “What exactly did he do anyway?”
“Fucking fag, making out…” The man mumbled his lips soon swallowed by the bottle in his hand and Masaki’s closed ever more tightly around the one in his. “Hospital now, maybe they can fix him…”
“Yeah maybe…” Masaki said miserably feeling lower than he had ever done before but relived that his sorta friend was at the very least still alive. He stayed quiet after that playing the game that nobody was interested in counting down the minutes and seconds until he could be with Nino and forget about all of this.
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^