I Shall Protect You! (Chapter 8/?)
Title: [I Shall Protect You!]
Author: Nadiaz89
Chapter: 8/?
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Fluff, romance, smut, some mild violence
Warnings: Language, yaoi, rape, no beta
Pairings: UruhaxRuki, RukixUruha (Side pairing; Reitax?)
Band: the GazettE, Alice Nine, Miyavi, Girugamesh
Summary: Uruha starts to feel more than he should for Ruki… He wants to keep the small blond as just another job; but can he fight his own growing attraction to Ruki? It doesn’t help that Ruki is very wary of him and that there are others who are too interested in Ruki.
Disclaimers: I own only this fic, not the people in it.
Notes: Comments are <3!!! Please, I really need constructive criticisms in order to write better~ ^^
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Reita woke up smelling the stench of booze. He tried to pry open his eyes but closed them tight again after succeeding when the blinding light hurt them. He had an enormous headache; one that should be his fault, for drinking himself blind last night even though he knew he couldn’t hold his alcohol that well. The whirring sound of machinery drilling into concrete cement that seemed to come out of the window from wherever he was didn’t help Reita at all. It made his headache worse. He squeezed his temples and pinched the bridge of his nose, shutting his eyes tight as he struggled to grasp at his consciousness.
This is one hell of a hangover. He thought as he inwardly groaned. The taste in his mouth should be close to the inside of an old boot worn by a fishmonger. Reita then licked his lips.
Scratch that. It tastes worse.
Reita tried to remember what made him drink that much. Slowly he remembered bits of last night; the sequences before he started to binge on alcohol.
“Aoi-sama, THIS IS WRONG.” Reita had said. He was sure he had never stressed on his opinion as strongly as this before. Never. Exactly never, because he respected Aoi’s opinions too much to doubt them; but this… This… he could not and would not let it slide; even if it meant his expulsion from Ryuu. Aoi was looking back at him weirdly; no doubt surprised at him for being so suddenly outspoken.
“Dammit, I KNOW it’s wrong. You think I liked making Ruki do what oyabun wants, knowing how much my brother had hated just being here all these years?” He replied, very much annoyed but Reita could have sworn he heard traces of hurt too.
“You could have refused. YOU could have gone instead. You know by sending Ruki there that you are sending him to be fed to wolves!” Reita exclaimed.
“The Sai Clan lieutenant made it clear he was interested with Ruki. Not me. Father had seen fit to send him. I didn’t want to, but orders are orders.”
“To hell with orders! He’s your fucking brother; and he at least respects you. Even if he did not show it, he is fond of you for being a brother to him even when you’re not related to him. Don’t you know that?!”
“Of course I knew! What are you trying to get at, Reita?” Aoi answered angrily.
“How do you think Ruki would feel when he finds out exactly WHY he was dispatched to meet with the Sai representative? If you couldn’t even guess, then you’re no boss of mine!” Reita practically shouted and stormed out of the room, leaving Aoi in a daze of surprise and discontent.
….
Reita recalled that much; but after that it was pretty blurry. He tried massaging his scalp. The motion helped as he found bits of foggy images of him hitting a bar alone; something he’d never done because of his timid and cowardly nature. Then he remembered being chatted up by a guy… His name was… was it… Mayu? Mao…? Yes, Mao. That pretty man was actively flirting with him, and with the mood Reita was in last night plus his drunkenness; he let the man touch him, his thighs and his chest when the small man came on to him. Holy skunk, if he remembered correctly he also made out with the man. Moreover, there was another guy who came later and butted in, subtly trying to push Mao away from Reita and vie for Reita’s attention; a handsome host named… Kamijo, was it? Reita groaned as he recalled that he openly flirted back with both men until they almost fought each other for him. He didn’t know why he did that, so he had only the alcohol to blame for his behavior.
Aside from Ruki, he was never really interested in any other man. No one would have guessed he had feelings for Ruki but he does. Yes, Reita was, and still is afraid of Ruki’s crazy tempers but he couldn’t help caring about Ruki because they had practically matured together; Reita had watched Ruki grow up from being a young teenager to an adult. Because of his appointed duties as Aoi’s assistant, he knew everything that happened in the Ryuu clan manor and perhaps a little bit more than people thought he did. At times when he caught the looks on loneliness on Ruki’s face; something in him constricted. Sure, the reason he became the Ryuu Clan was because Aoi picked him up from the streets and he respected Aoi more than everyone for that; but Ruki was the one he was drawn to. He would never dream of ever confessing his feelings to Ruki though; because he once gathered the courage to hint at a relationship of them together to Ruki while Ruki was drunk… It resulted in Ruki looking at him sharply even in his drunken stupor and sent him flying into the pond in the middle of the manor. That happened in winter about four years ago. Reita wouldn’t dare confess to Ruki now; although he kept watch on the small blond when he could; whenever he could tear away from his job with Aoi. This is why; knowing that Aoi had made Ruki go to the clan meeting to become a sacrificial lamb made him so angry. He was drinking and mourning over the fact he could never be with Ruki; Aoi’s apparent thoughtlessness and Ruki’s cursed bad luck of having been trapped in the Ryuu Clan. And then those two attractive men came on to him while he was trying to drown himself with scotch… Reita remembered making a slut of himself, making Mao and Kamijo argue about who gets to go to a love hotel with him.
After that… He really couldn’t remember anymore. Reita decided to open his eyes and move a bit. It was then when he noticed that he was in a love hotel room; and the walls were pink. He almost jumped when a hand came out of the blanket and crept up his chest. It was warm, but Reita couldn’t see who it was because the person was underneath a blanket next to him.
Fuck. I don’t remember any of this happening!
Reita gulped. Once. Twice. He could feel that his body was completely naked underneath the covers, and from the thigh that brushed against his when the other person moved in his sleep, Reita deduced that the other was probably super naked as well. He looked around and saw used tissues lying on the floor, and used… condoms? He hesitated; and moved his hands to pull away the covers, but he stopped just short of, unsure he even wanted to know.
My ass doesn’t hurt. So I couldn’t have been the uke, right?
Reita took in a deep breath and grabbed a hold on the blanket. He gathered enough of his scrawny courage together.
Okay, here goes nothing!
Reita yanked the blanket off to reveal the person sleeping next to him and what he saw almost killed him. It scared the shit out of him because he jumped out of the bed immediately.
SHIT! Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit! Reita screamed in his mind.
……………..
Ruki looked disinterestedly at the ongoing auction. It was in a grand hotel banquet hall. A lot of bored rich people, businessmen and yakuza heads come to this kind of auction once in a while to meet, or search for any particular item. The hall is dim except for a few lights that lighted up the auction block and light that would allow people holding up their bid paddle to be spotted. He had participated in it, raising the white paddle in his hand to make bids, but never fighting to win a bid because really, he only came out of Aoi’s instructions. Aoi said he could make purchases if he wanted to but nothing really caught his eye. A stolen Van Gogh painting? He didn’t think the manor needed that. A golden Buddha head statue smuggled out of Thailand? Hmmm… Not bad, but not exactly his style. Twin beautiful women getting sold off because of debt? Now that is not something you get everyday… Ruki sat up and bid; a grin on his face. However, he swore he could feel Uruha’s eyes burning the back of his head. Miyavi and Uruha stood quietly behind Ruki’s seat as they watched him bid. Ruki made a grunt of irritation as someone else won the bid for the twin women. After the twins, there really wasn’t anything worth noting, not to Ruki anyway.
“Hey, Ruki-sama, aren’t you going to bid for anything? You haven’t raised your paddle even once after the twins.” Miyavi asked.
“I’m not particularly interested with what they have today. Why don’t you take this paddle and bid if you saw something nice. Don’t worry about the cost; as long as it’s not above 3000 000 000 yen.” Ruki said as he handed the paddle absently to Miyavi.
Suddenly, a naked man in chains was hauled on to the auction block. He was in a drugged state. The men who hauled him forced him to kneel, and Ruki watched; his curiosity piqued. He couldn’t see the man’s face until one of the men handling the naked guy tugged his head up by the hair so the bidders could have a good look at him. Ruki’s eyes widened as he saw a face he definitely recognized.
No Shit… It’s Kai.