Yamamoto/Gokudera - "Worthy Cause - Chapter 2"
Title: Yamamoto/Gokudera - "Worthy Cause - Chapter 2"
Rating: PG-13 (just dirty talking).
Pairing/Character: Yamamoto/Gokudera.
Genre: Romance,
Word Count: +/- 1300
Summary: A time in detention
Notes: Comments, corrections and suggestions are very much appreciated!
Disclaimer: All the characters are not mine.
This day is just like any ordinary day. Yamamoto and I, along with Juudaime, were in detention again. In fact, we are being called the “detention trio” because we always receive 2-hour detention for different reasons in five straight weeks. Our common violations were I always come late in class (c’mon, how can you force yourself to wake up and go to class early when your body, hips and ass screams in pain due to “calisthenics and extra-curricular activities”), Takeshi for getting some zzz’s during class (aside from baseball practice, he is also my “calisthenics and extra-curricular activities” partner) and Juudaime for skipping classes. To tell the fucking truth, we do it on purpose for in this place, Takeshi and I can spend some “quality time” with each other privately while Juudaime gives us sex advice/technique in school.
Today, we were given the Japanese Liteature test that we missed to answer but instead, we just do the stuff that we always do. Juudaime sat on a chair near the door and reading his book, “A-Z on Murder, Homicide, Genocide and Decapitation of Human Bodies: Deluxe Edition” while the two of us are having our “quality time”. As he was sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall, I was lying on my back with my head on his lap. His right hand is touching my hair while his other hand is in my face, feeling its heat and warmth. Suddenly, he asked a question that shocked me.
“Hayato, do you believe that there is a god?”
Of all the questions, why this one? I still can’t believe that his mind can conceive this question. I usually expect an “Are you always satisfied with my cock?” or “Do you want to have sex here?” type of question. But, it is quite unusual for him to ask this type of question so I answered him seriously instead of giving him a beating.
“No. I don’t believe that there is a god.”
“Can I know why?” he asked curiously.
“… Because ever since I was a child, I never felt that there is a god. If there was a god, why did he let my mother be killed by my father? Or why did he let me experience a terrible childhood full of misery and rejection?”
“Ah, I see your point. But, Hayato, don’t you see it as a way to test and hone you as a person?”
“Takeshi, you simple minded idiot, humans are the ones who carve their destiny and their personality and god has nothing to do with it. Do you think we could be together if we did not choose it?”
“Hmmm…. Can you explain it a little further?
“Well, let’s have ourselves as examples. If I do not come here to Japan, I would have not met Juudaime. If I had not met Juudaime, I would not have met you and eventually, fall in love with you. On your part, if you had not made that suicide attempt last year, you would not be friends with Juudaime. If you two had not been friends, we could not be friends as well, and eventually lovers. In other words, if we did not make those decisions, we would not be here, loving each other. Get my point?”
”Yeah, guess you’re right. But Hayato, do you feel sometimes that our relationship was kinda blessed? I just felt that way because we are always happy and satisfied.”
“Don’t spout nonsense! That will never be true! In many religions like Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, Taoism and Shinto, our relationship is considered a taboo, moreover the sex acts and techniques that we are doing everyday. Our relationship reserves us a spot in hell, don’t you know that?” I said angrily. Then, I saw his smile disappeared from his face, the one thing that I don’t want him to lose and the one thing that makes me happy. To change his mood, I tried to divert the topic onto him, “By the way Takeshi, what is your religion? I see you praying but I don’t know to whom are you praying to.”
He laughed his idiotic, simple-minded chuckle and said,”I don’t have religion but I do have a god, the god in whom I pray to. My mother taught me things about him. He is kind and loving to all the people who love him. He taught us to respect each other and consecrate life.”
“Takeshi,” said softly after I kissed his hand, “you truly are pure in heart, even though that dirty mind of yours is full of sex and lust…”
After he heard this, he made a really boisterous laugh. “You do like my dirty mind, right especially when my body does the dirty ideas it conceive to you. For example, you always moan my name whenever I put my cock to your ass and yeah, you do say ’Put it in, Takeshi. I want more… put it deeper… Takeshi, I…. Ah… I love you…. Oh… god… deeper… ’ ” He replied happily as he continues to imitate my moans.
“That’s not what I’m talking about, you simpleton! I still do not know how that attitude of yours will last in the mafia world, “then, I sit up and leaned to his muscular chest. “Personally, I do not want you to become involved in this kind of life. It is not right for you and your peace loving personality to be exposed to sin and decadence. I do not want the present you to change, the Takeshi that always smiles, the Takeshi that has a very simple view in life and the Takeshi that I come to love. Lastly, I am afraid that you will experience the horrible thing that happened to him two months ago…” then tears finally fell off my eyes. Even without asking, he knew the person that I was referring to for like me, he also witnessed the terrible things that happened during that fateful night.
Either of us could not forget what actually happened in that one fateful night, when the Corvesa Famiglia mercilessly killed his parents. It was truly a ghastly sight; Juudaime’s mom was slowly being ripped off her dignity by maniacs and then slaughtered like a wild animal, his dad being guillotined and the decapitated head was being stepped upon and Juudaime as he weep in despair and agony. The enraging thing about this was the only thing that either Takeshi or I could do was to watch as it all happen.
Afterwards, we witnessed Juudaime’s horrible transformation. We saw his eyes turned cold, laugh like mad and he told us to watch him closely as he turned the place into a pandemonium. He broke the night’s tranquility with screams and prayers of mercy from the wicked people that murdered his parents, scattered lifeless bodies all around the place and the night air scented with blood. We then saw the “new” him, relentless, brutal and evil. After his berserk, he cried at the two of us and said, “Takeshi-kun, Hayato-kun, please don’t forsake me as your friend, you two are the only family that I have now.”
As my mind had a train of thought about that event, I suddenly felt his gentle hand that is wiping my tears. His hand travels around the contour of my face slowly and softly, then, he followed it with words that finally calmed my mind and heart, “Don’t worry, Hayato. I love you. I will always be here for you.”
I then sit up in front of him and kissed him passionately. At that moment, I felt the tenderness of his lips softly and delicately pressing against mine, along with all the emotions and desires that we have for each other and the love that we nurtured for three months. I could not resist the tenderness of his lips nor his peppermint-scented breath as it explores my mouth. I wanted more of him and I’m sure he does too. Our kiss was only interrupted by Juudaime’s call.
“Hayato-kun, Takeshi-kun, I’m sorry to interrupt your foreplay but the teacher is coming any moment now.”
We stopped and rose up from the floor. I managed to stand up first and happily extended my hand to him for support. He held my hand and then stood up. He held my hand and did not let it go as we walk towards our seats near the boss. When the teacher came, he slowly let my hand go to avoid suspicion and I put it in my cheek to feel its warmth.
The room became quiet and the teacher was the first one to break the silence. “Okay, Sawada, Gokudera, and Yamamoto, pass your test papers.”
We then passed it and seen in the teacher’s face the annoyance and the irritation when he saw our test papers, “Can someone explain why the three of you didn’t answer the test? How insolent! Do the three of you think that you could pass my subject by doing this? Sorry for you but I have no…”
While he was speaking, Juudaime banged his book on his table, approached the teacher and said, “So Mr. Tadakuro, let me ask you, are we off the hook or do you want to see your wife’s body on a hook?
“Sawada-san, of course you and your friends can go now and don’t worry about your grades. You already know it.” The teacher said in a very worried voice, especially after he heard what happened to the son of our Mathematics teacher who was “mysteriously beaten” by gangsters when he defied Juudaime.
“Good. C’mon Hayato and Takeshi, let’s go home.” He said happily.
I stood up from my seat and then Yamamoto approached me and put his arm over my shoulder. He already knew what I am feeling right now. Up to now, I am blaming myself for what happened that night to Juudaime. As the right hand man I should saved them and sacrificed my life but instead, the only thing that I did was to watch because of my love for Takeshi. Before we become lovers, I always devote my life to Juudaime even to the point that I could sacrifice it for him but when that idiot came to my life; I started to value his life than Juudaime’s life. Although Juudaime never blame Takeshi, or me I still feel responsible for what happened. Because of this, I developed a new fear, and it would be more devastating than what’s happening to Juudaime, and that is when Takeshi would become like him, relentless, brutal and evil. And I’m sure that Takeshi knows about this fear.
Wait for the next chapter...
Note: Just bear with it... i'm just starting how to write a good story... hehehe...
Rating: PG-13 (just dirty talking).
Pairing/Character: Yamamoto/Gokudera.
Genre: Romance,
Word Count: +/- 1300
Summary: A time in detention
Notes: Comments, corrections and suggestions are very much appreciated!
Disclaimer: All the characters are not mine.
This day is just like any ordinary day. Yamamoto and I, along with Juudaime, were in detention again. In fact, we are being called the “detention trio” because we always receive 2-hour detention for different reasons in five straight weeks. Our common violations were I always come late in class (c’mon, how can you force yourself to wake up and go to class early when your body, hips and ass screams in pain due to “calisthenics and extra-curricular activities”), Takeshi for getting some zzz’s during class (aside from baseball practice, he is also my “calisthenics and extra-curricular activities” partner) and Juudaime for skipping classes. To tell the fucking truth, we do it on purpose for in this place, Takeshi and I can spend some “quality time” with each other privately while Juudaime gives us sex advice/technique in school.
Today, we were given the Japanese Liteature test that we missed to answer but instead, we just do the stuff that we always do. Juudaime sat on a chair near the door and reading his book, “A-Z on Murder, Homicide, Genocide and Decapitation of Human Bodies: Deluxe Edition” while the two of us are having our “quality time”. As he was sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall, I was lying on my back with my head on his lap. His right hand is touching my hair while his other hand is in my face, feeling its heat and warmth. Suddenly, he asked a question that shocked me.
“Hayato, do you believe that there is a god?”
Of all the questions, why this one? I still can’t believe that his mind can conceive this question. I usually expect an “Are you always satisfied with my cock?” or “Do you want to have sex here?” type of question. But, it is quite unusual for him to ask this type of question so I answered him seriously instead of giving him a beating.
“No. I don’t believe that there is a god.”
“Can I know why?” he asked curiously.
“… Because ever since I was a child, I never felt that there is a god. If there was a god, why did he let my mother be killed by my father? Or why did he let me experience a terrible childhood full of misery and rejection?”
“Ah, I see your point. But, Hayato, don’t you see it as a way to test and hone you as a person?”
“Takeshi, you simple minded idiot, humans are the ones who carve their destiny and their personality and god has nothing to do with it. Do you think we could be together if we did not choose it?”
“Hmmm…. Can you explain it a little further?
“Well, let’s have ourselves as examples. If I do not come here to Japan, I would have not met Juudaime. If I had not met Juudaime, I would not have met you and eventually, fall in love with you. On your part, if you had not made that suicide attempt last year, you would not be friends with Juudaime. If you two had not been friends, we could not be friends as well, and eventually lovers. In other words, if we did not make those decisions, we would not be here, loving each other. Get my point?”
”Yeah, guess you’re right. But Hayato, do you feel sometimes that our relationship was kinda blessed? I just felt that way because we are always happy and satisfied.”
“Don’t spout nonsense! That will never be true! In many religions like Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, Taoism and Shinto, our relationship is considered a taboo, moreover the sex acts and techniques that we are doing everyday. Our relationship reserves us a spot in hell, don’t you know that?” I said angrily. Then, I saw his smile disappeared from his face, the one thing that I don’t want him to lose and the one thing that makes me happy. To change his mood, I tried to divert the topic onto him, “By the way Takeshi, what is your religion? I see you praying but I don’t know to whom are you praying to.”
He laughed his idiotic, simple-minded chuckle and said,”I don’t have religion but I do have a god, the god in whom I pray to. My mother taught me things about him. He is kind and loving to all the people who love him. He taught us to respect each other and consecrate life.”
“Takeshi,” said softly after I kissed his hand, “you truly are pure in heart, even though that dirty mind of yours is full of sex and lust…”
After he heard this, he made a really boisterous laugh. “You do like my dirty mind, right especially when my body does the dirty ideas it conceive to you. For example, you always moan my name whenever I put my cock to your ass and yeah, you do say ’Put it in, Takeshi. I want more… put it deeper… Takeshi, I…. Ah… I love you…. Oh… god… deeper… ’ ” He replied happily as he continues to imitate my moans.
“That’s not what I’m talking about, you simpleton! I still do not know how that attitude of yours will last in the mafia world, “then, I sit up and leaned to his muscular chest. “Personally, I do not want you to become involved in this kind of life. It is not right for you and your peace loving personality to be exposed to sin and decadence. I do not want the present you to change, the Takeshi that always smiles, the Takeshi that has a very simple view in life and the Takeshi that I come to love. Lastly, I am afraid that you will experience the horrible thing that happened to him two months ago…” then tears finally fell off my eyes. Even without asking, he knew the person that I was referring to for like me, he also witnessed the terrible things that happened during that fateful night.
Either of us could not forget what actually happened in that one fateful night, when the Corvesa Famiglia mercilessly killed his parents. It was truly a ghastly sight; Juudaime’s mom was slowly being ripped off her dignity by maniacs and then slaughtered like a wild animal, his dad being guillotined and the decapitated head was being stepped upon and Juudaime as he weep in despair and agony. The enraging thing about this was the only thing that either Takeshi or I could do was to watch as it all happen.
Afterwards, we witnessed Juudaime’s horrible transformation. We saw his eyes turned cold, laugh like mad and he told us to watch him closely as he turned the place into a pandemonium. He broke the night’s tranquility with screams and prayers of mercy from the wicked people that murdered his parents, scattered lifeless bodies all around the place and the night air scented with blood. We then saw the “new” him, relentless, brutal and evil. After his berserk, he cried at the two of us and said, “Takeshi-kun, Hayato-kun, please don’t forsake me as your friend, you two are the only family that I have now.”
As my mind had a train of thought about that event, I suddenly felt his gentle hand that is wiping my tears. His hand travels around the contour of my face slowly and softly, then, he followed it with words that finally calmed my mind and heart, “Don’t worry, Hayato. I love you. I will always be here for you.”
I then sit up in front of him and kissed him passionately. At that moment, I felt the tenderness of his lips softly and delicately pressing against mine, along with all the emotions and desires that we have for each other and the love that we nurtured for three months. I could not resist the tenderness of his lips nor his peppermint-scented breath as it explores my mouth. I wanted more of him and I’m sure he does too. Our kiss was only interrupted by Juudaime’s call.
“Hayato-kun, Takeshi-kun, I’m sorry to interrupt your foreplay but the teacher is coming any moment now.”
We stopped and rose up from the floor. I managed to stand up first and happily extended my hand to him for support. He held my hand and then stood up. He held my hand and did not let it go as we walk towards our seats near the boss. When the teacher came, he slowly let my hand go to avoid suspicion and I put it in my cheek to feel its warmth.
The room became quiet and the teacher was the first one to break the silence. “Okay, Sawada, Gokudera, and Yamamoto, pass your test papers.”
We then passed it and seen in the teacher’s face the annoyance and the irritation when he saw our test papers, “Can someone explain why the three of you didn’t answer the test? How insolent! Do the three of you think that you could pass my subject by doing this? Sorry for you but I have no…”
While he was speaking, Juudaime banged his book on his table, approached the teacher and said, “So Mr. Tadakuro, let me ask you, are we off the hook or do you want to see your wife’s body on a hook?
“Sawada-san, of course you and your friends can go now and don’t worry about your grades. You already know it.” The teacher said in a very worried voice, especially after he heard what happened to the son of our Mathematics teacher who was “mysteriously beaten” by gangsters when he defied Juudaime.
“Good. C’mon Hayato and Takeshi, let’s go home.” He said happily.
I stood up from my seat and then Yamamoto approached me and put his arm over my shoulder. He already knew what I am feeling right now. Up to now, I am blaming myself for what happened that night to Juudaime. As the right hand man I should saved them and sacrificed my life but instead, the only thing that I did was to watch because of my love for Takeshi. Before we become lovers, I always devote my life to Juudaime even to the point that I could sacrifice it for him but when that idiot came to my life; I started to value his life than Juudaime’s life. Although Juudaime never blame Takeshi, or me I still feel responsible for what happened. Because of this, I developed a new fear, and it would be more devastating than what’s happening to Juudaime, and that is when Takeshi would become like him, relentless, brutal and evil. And I’m sure that Takeshi knows about this fear.
Wait for the next chapter...
Note: Just bear with it... i'm just starting how to write a good story... hehehe...