DaiRyuu - The Unknown
Title: The Unknown. Prologue: Oblivious
Author: KSaiko_No_Lady
Pairing: DaiRyu
Rate: PG-15
Description: stupidity, idiocy, jealousy, kisses, snuggling, lap cuddling?, fluff
Summary: Morimoto Ryutaro is only a 13-year-old. He doesn't know anything about love or sex or kisses. But as some person confesses their feelings to him, he's oblivious to their real intentions. Even after his stupid answer.
Notes: Uhh, stupid Ryutaro? i don't know, i just put some random stuff. But, i tried real hard to stay with the concept of rape.^^ Well, there isn't any rape. yet. I'm thinking of probably nine chapters. What do you think, Jen? Well, here is is. Enjoy. :]]
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***Rape***
"Ryutaro! Oi! Come over here and sit in my lap." Daiki called, patting his lap.
Chinen, who was a few feet away, choked on his water. "EH?! You let him sit on your lap, but not me?!" He shrieked, spilling water on the table.
Morimoto stuck out his tongue, smiling smugly. "That just means he likes me best."
Daiki nodded, agreeing. He placed his chin on the small shoulders, humming an unknown song.
"Ne, Ryutaro?" Arioka sandwiched their hands together and played around with Morimoto's fingers.
"Nani?" The boy played along, giggling and grinning.
"Do you like anybody?" Now, if Ryutaro was a real person, he would have froze or stayed silent, but since he wasn't, Ryutaro shrugged. "I dunno. Should I?"
He made noises and turned around, flashing Daiki a smile only he would receive.
"What if I said I knew someone who liked you?" Morimoto cocked his head cutely. "Eh? There's someone out there who likes me? Usotsuki!"
"Uso ja nai!" Arioka protested. "I really do know someone who likes you."
"Hontou? Dai-chan, hontou ni?" Ryutaro looked back, eyes growing wide. Arioka nodded.
"Dare?" Daiki shook his head. "I'm not telling." Morimoto groaned. "Eh?! Come on! Tell me~~~"
"Nope. I'm not going to. It's too embarrassing."
"Tell me! Please? I'll give you something in return." Ryutaro bashed his eyelashes, putting on an adorable smile. Arioka laughed, shaking with humor. "And what will you give me?" Morimoto thought and thought, but no answer came to his mind. "What do you want, Dai-chan?"
Arioka placed a finger on his chin. "Hmm.. what do I want? I want a kiss." Ryutaro froze. "A k-kiss??" Daiki nodded, positively. "Just on the cheek." He tapped the cheekbone, turning to the side."
Ryutaro agreed and leaned his ear closer. Daiki whispered in the ear, "Me."
Morimoto looked at Daiki with confusion. And it all clicked in his mind. "Ah! You got me, Dai-chan. I like you, too!" He pecked the soft cheekbones and grinned to himself.
Daiki frowned. "What's the matter, Dai-chan?" Before he knew it, Ryutaro was feeling Arioka's lips on his. When their lips separated, Morimoto asked, "What was that for?"
"No, Ryutaro. I don't like you. I love you." He kissed those small lips again. Morimoto furrowed his eyebrows together. "Oh. Well, I love you, too, Dai-chan."
He bent down, inching closer to Daiki's lips. He pressed their lips together, closing his eyes.
When they pulled away, Ryutaro was breathless. "Wow. Is that a kiss?" he asked, feeling his lips.
"Do you really?" Arioka pondered. "Un!"
But after a few moments, he asked, "Ne, what's 'love'? What does it mean?"
Arioka gasped. "Ryutaro! Why'd you say you love me when you don't even know what it means?"
"I don't know! I just wanted to feel your lips on mine again and i... Oh, I don't know.." He hung his head in shame.
Daiki lifted his chin up. "Hey, I'm not mad. Just disappointed. I really like you, Ryutaro."
But deep inside Ryutaro didn't know what that meant. He just thought of it as member ai. Or a friendship between bandmates.
He didn't know that it was love. The sexual desire... the wanted to touch and feel... the need to bring pleasure...
He was all too oblivious.
Title: The Unknown: Chapter One: Different Kind of Pain
Author: KSaiko_No_Lady
Pairing: DaiRyu
Rate: R
Description: smut, crack(kind of), innocence, mystery, rape
Summary: Ryutaro, clueless of someone's feelings, is still acting normal after a heart-racing experience: his first kiss. When his lover comes around and does something to him by instinct, Morimoto feels nothing but an awkward feeling and pain. But is it really pain or is it just pleasure?
Notes: Summary gave away everything. And... that is all i have to say. Here, Jen. Your lovely DaiRyu will no longer be virgins. :]] And sorry for the short chappy. The others will be longer. I promise.^^
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"Ryutaro~!" Daiki called.
Morimoto turned around for a second and his eyes widened. He rushed for the door, but screamed as his bandmate grabbed his waist, pulling him back.
"Where do you think you're going?" He chuckled, giving him a warm embrace. Ryutaro twitched, trying to twist out of the sickly hug. "What do you think you're doing?" He growled, freeing himself.
"Look. I'm not trying to hurt you, okay?" Arioka smiled cheesily. He took a step away from the 13-year-old, waving his hands. "See?"
Ryutaro sighed and sat down. "What do you want?" He furrowed his eyebrows together while taking a sip from his water bottle.
"Ooh, grouchy." Daiki sat down as well, watching the boy drink. He leaned over and took a big lick at the wide neck. Morimoto gasped, dropping the bottle. The water dripped down his lips and drenched his neck.
Arioka sucked on the pale skin, water splashing in his hair. He trailed kisses up, finally pressing their lips together.
Morimoto squirmed and jumped away, accidently knocking more open bottles of water over. He fell flat on his back on the table, choking as water escaped his hands and poured down his throat. Arioka crawled on the table and hovered over him. He had Morimoto's hips locked between his knees and those small wrists were pinned down by Arioka's hands.
"W-What are y-you d-doing?!" He rasped. "Get off of me!!" He thrashed about, twisting and twirling which only made Arioka laugh in amusement.
"Why are you laughing? Just get off of me, please." Daiki shook his head, bending down for a kiss. He then lowered down back to the throat. "And would you stop kissing me? People are gonna think you're gay."
Arioka ignored his stupid words and nipped the fresh meat, giggling as Ryutaro mewed. "Kawaii neko..." He commented, lingering his lips on the younger's.
"Please... stop.." Morimoto moaned. He dug his nails in those shoulders, closing his eyes. "Please.. just stop.."
"Never." Daiki whispered. "I don't ever want to." He said in between soft kisses. "Let me love you, Ryutaro. I want to do this. Just let me make love to your beautiful body." He pleaded, kisses every inch of skin possible.
Slowly, Arioka resumed removing their damp clothes. His eyes devoured the luscious body, his hands molested it. "Let me taste you."
Suddenly, there were footsteps heard, millions of miles away. But Daiki could hear them so he had to make things quick.
He flashed a glance at his phone and his fingers left Ryutaro's buds to look at the text message.
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Dai-chan, we're coming. Ahh, Yabu is walking so he should be there in about 5 minutes. But the bus is going slow so Hikaru-kun and I might be late. Oh and Takaki is with Yama-chan so they may be arriving in about 2 minutes. Don't forget your promise! You better be there before me.
Love - Kei
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"Shit." Arioka blew away a few strings of his bangs and turned Morimoto over. "This won't hurt, babe. It'll be quick, alright?"
Daiki teased the entrance for a few seconds, enjoying Ryutaro's expressions of pleasure.
And he closed his eyes, pushing in. He winced as Morimoto wailed in pain, a deep ringing of strangled thoughts.
He continued to push in deeper, his fingers fluttering around, looking for the crotch.
Finally, Morimoto stopped making his pained sounds and he heard him make a muffled moan.
"Come on, baby. Let me hear you cry in pleasure." He nibbled an ear, feeling Ryutaro shiver under him.
And he rammed hard inside the entrance, sucking on the sweating neck. His hands stroked Ryutaro's cock, his hips moved on its own accord.
Morimoto didn't know what was happening. He felt something sliding inside of him and then pulling out. He didn't know if it hurt or not... or even if it felt good. But he didn't want to give in. He held in those tears of fright and considered this weird feeling, pain.
"What are you doing, Dai-chan? Please, just stop!! It hurts, it hurts! Please.. I don't want... this.." But he couldn't help but make incoherent sounds at each push.
"Yes, baby. Let me hear you moan..." And he did just as he spilling in Daiki's pumping hands. After hearing such a husky groan, Arioka could feel himself ready and he came, spilling inside the small hole.
He pulled out, turned the boy back on his back. Morimoto was still panting and he was sweating a lot. He didn't care that Arioka was straddling him, but braced for more pain.
But all he felt was.. this feeling.. of wanting more. As Daiki sucked on his scrotum, Morimoto closed his eyes and tugged at the silky, soft hair.
He was thrusting his hips up, confused at why. And he could feel his bandmate, cradleing him, a strong feeling his liked.
When he felt numb and something spilled out of him, he groaned as Arioka drank all his content and frowned in disappointment as he stopped feeling Arioka's wet mouth around him.
"Liked that, Ryutaro?" Morimoto was too confused to answer. He looked at the clock and his eyes widened. It had only been one minute since the begginning?! Chotto, chotto. Wasn't it just 9:45? Why is it 9:46 now?
"That was fast." Was all he managed to comment. Daiki chuckled, adding a quick peck. They both heard voices and footsteps close by and scrambled off the table, throwing on their clothes.
Yamada walked in with Takaki behind. They stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of the rehearsal room. "Woah. What happened here?"
Daiki ticked his head, swaying his feet. He whistled and stole glances at Ryutaro, who blushed and looked the other way.
"Oh, just a water fight." And Arioka stalked out of the room. "Jya~. Oi, Ryutaro! See you later..."
Ryosuke shrugged and stopped by at Morimoto. He saw that his friend was trembling and that he was soaking wet. "What happened? What's wrong?"
But Ryutaro just ran to the men's room, shivering. Takaki called out Yamada's name. "Ryo-chan? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. Ne, I gotta use the restroom real quick. Be right back." They shared loving stares and Ryosuke left.
"Ryutaro! Daijoubu, whats wrong?" Morimoto was on the floor, hugging his knees to his chest. He slowly turned his head to his side and stuttered, "T-The pain.."
"Eh? What pain? Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?" Ryosuke lightly touched his shoulder and jumped back as his hands were swatted away.
"I-It h-hurts... p-pain..." He continued. "H-He h-hurt me... It hurts..." But he didn't feel an ouchy feeling. A tingly feeling near his navel area. "But.. it's not pain, pain."
He looked at Yamada for a moment, who leaned in intently. "It's a different kind of pain. A good pain."
Author: KSaiko_No_Lady
Pairing: DaiRyu
Rate: PG-15
Description: stupidity, idiocy, jealousy, kisses, snuggling, lap cuddling?, fluff
Summary: Morimoto Ryutaro is only a 13-year-old. He doesn't know anything about love or sex or kisses. But as some person confesses their feelings to him, he's oblivious to their real intentions. Even after his stupid answer.
Notes: Uhh, stupid Ryutaro? i don't know, i just put some random stuff. But, i tried real hard to stay with the concept of rape.^^ Well, there isn't any rape. yet. I'm thinking of probably nine chapters. What do you think, Jen? Well, here is is. Enjoy. :]]
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***Rape***
"Ryutaro! Oi! Come over here and sit in my lap." Daiki called, patting his lap.
Chinen, who was a few feet away, choked on his water. "EH?! You let him sit on your lap, but not me?!" He shrieked, spilling water on the table.
Morimoto stuck out his tongue, smiling smugly. "That just means he likes me best."
Daiki nodded, agreeing. He placed his chin on the small shoulders, humming an unknown song.
"Ne, Ryutaro?" Arioka sandwiched their hands together and played around with Morimoto's fingers.
"Nani?" The boy played along, giggling and grinning.
"Do you like anybody?" Now, if Ryutaro was a real person, he would have froze or stayed silent, but since he wasn't, Ryutaro shrugged. "I dunno. Should I?"
He made noises and turned around, flashing Daiki a smile only he would receive.
"What if I said I knew someone who liked you?" Morimoto cocked his head cutely. "Eh? There's someone out there who likes me? Usotsuki!"
"Uso ja nai!" Arioka protested. "I really do know someone who likes you."
"Hontou? Dai-chan, hontou ni?" Ryutaro looked back, eyes growing wide. Arioka nodded.
"Dare?" Daiki shook his head. "I'm not telling." Morimoto groaned. "Eh?! Come on! Tell me~~~"
"Nope. I'm not going to. It's too embarrassing."
"Tell me! Please? I'll give you something in return." Ryutaro bashed his eyelashes, putting on an adorable smile. Arioka laughed, shaking with humor. "And what will you give me?" Morimoto thought and thought, but no answer came to his mind. "What do you want, Dai-chan?"
Arioka placed a finger on his chin. "Hmm.. what do I want? I want a kiss." Ryutaro froze. "A k-kiss??" Daiki nodded, positively. "Just on the cheek." He tapped the cheekbone, turning to the side."
Ryutaro agreed and leaned his ear closer. Daiki whispered in the ear, "Me."
Morimoto looked at Daiki with confusion. And it all clicked in his mind. "Ah! You got me, Dai-chan. I like you, too!" He pecked the soft cheekbones and grinned to himself.
Daiki frowned. "What's the matter, Dai-chan?" Before he knew it, Ryutaro was feeling Arioka's lips on his. When their lips separated, Morimoto asked, "What was that for?"
"No, Ryutaro. I don't like you. I love you." He kissed those small lips again. Morimoto furrowed his eyebrows together. "Oh. Well, I love you, too, Dai-chan."
He bent down, inching closer to Daiki's lips. He pressed their lips together, closing his eyes.
When they pulled away, Ryutaro was breathless. "Wow. Is that a kiss?" he asked, feeling his lips.
"Do you really?" Arioka pondered. "Un!"
But after a few moments, he asked, "Ne, what's 'love'? What does it mean?"
Arioka gasped. "Ryutaro! Why'd you say you love me when you don't even know what it means?"
"I don't know! I just wanted to feel your lips on mine again and i... Oh, I don't know.." He hung his head in shame.
Daiki lifted his chin up. "Hey, I'm not mad. Just disappointed. I really like you, Ryutaro."
But deep inside Ryutaro didn't know what that meant. He just thought of it as member ai. Or a friendship between bandmates.
He didn't know that it was love. The sexual desire... the wanted to touch and feel... the need to bring pleasure...
He was all too oblivious.
Title: The Unknown: Chapter One: Different Kind of Pain
Author: KSaiko_No_Lady
Pairing: DaiRyu
Rate: R
Description: smut, crack(kind of), innocence, mystery, rape
Summary: Ryutaro, clueless of someone's feelings, is still acting normal after a heart-racing experience: his first kiss. When his lover comes around and does something to him by instinct, Morimoto feels nothing but an awkward feeling and pain. But is it really pain or is it just pleasure?
Notes: Summary gave away everything. And... that is all i have to say. Here, Jen. Your lovely DaiRyu will no longer be virgins. :]] And sorry for the short chappy. The others will be longer. I promise.^^
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"Ryutaro~!" Daiki called.
Morimoto turned around for a second and his eyes widened. He rushed for the door, but screamed as his bandmate grabbed his waist, pulling him back.
"Where do you think you're going?" He chuckled, giving him a warm embrace. Ryutaro twitched, trying to twist out of the sickly hug. "What do you think you're doing?" He growled, freeing himself.
"Look. I'm not trying to hurt you, okay?" Arioka smiled cheesily. He took a step away from the 13-year-old, waving his hands. "See?"
Ryutaro sighed and sat down. "What do you want?" He furrowed his eyebrows together while taking a sip from his water bottle.
"Ooh, grouchy." Daiki sat down as well, watching the boy drink. He leaned over and took a big lick at the wide neck. Morimoto gasped, dropping the bottle. The water dripped down his lips and drenched his neck.
Arioka sucked on the pale skin, water splashing in his hair. He trailed kisses up, finally pressing their lips together.
Morimoto squirmed and jumped away, accidently knocking more open bottles of water over. He fell flat on his back on the table, choking as water escaped his hands and poured down his throat. Arioka crawled on the table and hovered over him. He had Morimoto's hips locked between his knees and those small wrists were pinned down by Arioka's hands.
"W-What are y-you d-doing?!" He rasped. "Get off of me!!" He thrashed about, twisting and twirling which only made Arioka laugh in amusement.
"Why are you laughing? Just get off of me, please." Daiki shook his head, bending down for a kiss. He then lowered down back to the throat. "And would you stop kissing me? People are gonna think you're gay."
Arioka ignored his stupid words and nipped the fresh meat, giggling as Ryutaro mewed. "Kawaii neko..." He commented, lingering his lips on the younger's.
"Please... stop.." Morimoto moaned. He dug his nails in those shoulders, closing his eyes. "Please.. just stop.."
"Never." Daiki whispered. "I don't ever want to." He said in between soft kisses. "Let me love you, Ryutaro. I want to do this. Just let me make love to your beautiful body." He pleaded, kisses every inch of skin possible.
Slowly, Arioka resumed removing their damp clothes. His eyes devoured the luscious body, his hands molested it. "Let me taste you."
Suddenly, there were footsteps heard, millions of miles away. But Daiki could hear them so he had to make things quick.
He flashed a glance at his phone and his fingers left Ryutaro's buds to look at the text message.
---
Dai-chan, we're coming. Ahh, Yabu is walking so he should be there in about 5 minutes. But the bus is going slow so Hikaru-kun and I might be late. Oh and Takaki is with Yama-chan so they may be arriving in about 2 minutes. Don't forget your promise! You better be there before me.
Love - Kei
---
"Shit." Arioka blew away a few strings of his bangs and turned Morimoto over. "This won't hurt, babe. It'll be quick, alright?"
Daiki teased the entrance for a few seconds, enjoying Ryutaro's expressions of pleasure.
And he closed his eyes, pushing in. He winced as Morimoto wailed in pain, a deep ringing of strangled thoughts.
He continued to push in deeper, his fingers fluttering around, looking for the crotch.
Finally, Morimoto stopped making his pained sounds and he heard him make a muffled moan.
"Come on, baby. Let me hear you cry in pleasure." He nibbled an ear, feeling Ryutaro shiver under him.
And he rammed hard inside the entrance, sucking on the sweating neck. His hands stroked Ryutaro's cock, his hips moved on its own accord.
Morimoto didn't know what was happening. He felt something sliding inside of him and then pulling out. He didn't know if it hurt or not... or even if it felt good. But he didn't want to give in. He held in those tears of fright and considered this weird feeling, pain.
"What are you doing, Dai-chan? Please, just stop!! It hurts, it hurts! Please.. I don't want... this.." But he couldn't help but make incoherent sounds at each push.
"Yes, baby. Let me hear you moan..." And he did just as he spilling in Daiki's pumping hands. After hearing such a husky groan, Arioka could feel himself ready and he came, spilling inside the small hole.
He pulled out, turned the boy back on his back. Morimoto was still panting and he was sweating a lot. He didn't care that Arioka was straddling him, but braced for more pain.
But all he felt was.. this feeling.. of wanting more. As Daiki sucked on his scrotum, Morimoto closed his eyes and tugged at the silky, soft hair.
He was thrusting his hips up, confused at why. And he could feel his bandmate, cradleing him, a strong feeling his liked.
When he felt numb and something spilled out of him, he groaned as Arioka drank all his content and frowned in disappointment as he stopped feeling Arioka's wet mouth around him.
"Liked that, Ryutaro?" Morimoto was too confused to answer. He looked at the clock and his eyes widened. It had only been one minute since the begginning?! Chotto, chotto. Wasn't it just 9:45? Why is it 9:46 now?
"That was fast." Was all he managed to comment. Daiki chuckled, adding a quick peck. They both heard voices and footsteps close by and scrambled off the table, throwing on their clothes.
Yamada walked in with Takaki behind. They stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of the rehearsal room. "Woah. What happened here?"
Daiki ticked his head, swaying his feet. He whistled and stole glances at Ryutaro, who blushed and looked the other way.
"Oh, just a water fight." And Arioka stalked out of the room. "Jya~. Oi, Ryutaro! See you later..."
Ryosuke shrugged and stopped by at Morimoto. He saw that his friend was trembling and that he was soaking wet. "What happened? What's wrong?"
But Ryutaro just ran to the men's room, shivering. Takaki called out Yamada's name. "Ryo-chan? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. Ne, I gotta use the restroom real quick. Be right back." They shared loving stares and Ryosuke left.
"Ryutaro! Daijoubu, whats wrong?" Morimoto was on the floor, hugging his knees to his chest. He slowly turned his head to his side and stuttered, "T-The pain.."
"Eh? What pain? Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?" Ryosuke lightly touched his shoulder and jumped back as his hands were swatted away.
"I-It h-hurts... p-pain..." He continued. "H-He h-hurt me... It hurts..." But he didn't feel an ouchy feeling. A tingly feeling near his navel area. "But.. it's not pain, pain."
He looked at Yamada for a moment, who leaned in intently. "It's a different kind of pain. A good pain."