[Fic] Rescued
Title : [Fic] Rescued
Author : Jadey
Rating : R
Pairing : Ohmiya / Sakumoto
Word count : around 1500 words
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Summary : Vampire AU. Sho and Ohno are vampires in search of their mates. Sort of.
Note : One more chapter after this and we’re done! Yay!
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Sho honestly doesn’t know where to begin.
“W-What do you mean you lost him?” Ninomiya asks; Sho’s expecting it the second Aiba opened the door and let them in.
“Sakurai-san, you don’t actually think I’m going to believe that bullshit, do you?”
It’s Jun who answers this time, before he could. “It’s what it is,” Jun says, jaw clenched; Sho knows Jun is trying to act all cool about it but beneath the tough exterior, he knows Jun is suffering.
This is the first time they went home feeling rather defeated, the first time ever to leave a job behind not knowing whether they’ve accomplished something or not.
“There were…so many of them,” Sho says, dimly aware of Jun’s fingers catching his wrist, thumb brushing soothing touches across his skin. He shivers at the remembered terror, ashamed of himself for not being able to look after Ohno because his attention was honestly torn between keeping himself alive and making sure Jun was, too.
“But how could you leave him behind?!” Ninomiya half-screams, frustration and something else marring his tone. Sho can’t exactly blame him - he’s been asking the same thing himself, ever since he allowed himself to be dragged away from the vampire’s den hours ago, thinking Ohno made it back home safely.
“How could you! What if he’s dead?! You shouldn’t have left him there! Oh my god!”
“He wasn’t there!” Jun answers this time, yelling back; Sho doesn’t stop him in time, hand catching Jun’s forearm to tug him back down. “We wouldn’t even think of leaving him behind if we knew he was there. I - we looked around for him but he wasn’t around anymore when we fought off the last of the vamps. We thought he was the first to leave so we -“
“Jun, that’s enough.”
“No, Sho-san,” Jun counters through gritted teeth; to anyone who doesn’t know Jun the way Sho does, he might come off as someone who doesn’t care about anything or anyone so long as he got what he wanted. But that’s not the case here, never, because Ohno is as important as he is, to Jun.
They’re a team, the three of them, band of brothers to put it simply; Sho knows Jun is willing to die for Ohno as he is for Sho.
“He needs to know that there’s no way we’d leave Ohno-san behind. Not even if it costs us our own lives.” Jun adds, firmly, his statement unshakeable.
It takes Ninomiya a full minute to allow that remark to sink in.
Still, it doesn’t mean he’s buying it. “So, then, where is he?” Ninomiya hisses; his eyes are bloodshot and he looks like he’s about to fall over, hands shaking. “If you knew he wasn’t here, why did you still leave? You should have gone back to find him, right?” Ninomiya says.
“We didn’t,” he says, lowly; “we already told you that. If we did, we wouldn’t have gone home. We only realized our mistake when we reached the apartment and Satoshi-kun wasn’t there.”
“We went straight here, thinking he might be here instead, that he went to see you first. But we knew he wasn’t here, too, even before you opened the door.” And it’s true. That was why it honestly felt like the last of his strength have disappeared the moment he realized he couldn’t sense Ohno here as well, falling on his knees even before Aiba opened the door.
Sho takes one look at him and his chest aches at the sight he sees; the look on Ninomiya’s face is heartbreaking, and Sho knows, down to every single part of him, that he needs to do everything in his power to bring Ohno back.
He has to. For Ninomiya. For Satoshi-kun. For him and Jun both.
He stands up, wincing, but does his best to ignore the pain. At the rate he’s going, he’ll be fully healed before sundown, give and take three hours, four max. He and Jun could go then, plan their reconnaissance on their way back to the den.
He feels Jun’s anxiousness through the tiny distance separating them, Jun’s fingers curling around his wrist absently. “Sho-san, what are you doing?”
He doesn’t bother glancing back, doesn’t bother meeting his mate’s eyes in favor of keeping his gaze on Ninomiya.
He tugs at his hand, prompting Jun on his feet at the gesture. “We’ll get him back,” he says, meaning it; “I promise.”
Ninomiya looks like he doesn’t want to believe it yet, but is probably thinking he’s got nothing left to hold on to if not this. Ninomiya nods - a tiny, almost unrecognizable gesture - but Sho saw it just the same.
He bows his head and mutters his promises one more time, fingers threading through Jun’s own.
“Bring him back to me, Sho-chan.” Ninomiya whispers.
It is Sho’s turn to nod this time. “I will…” he says, “Nino.”
Nino smiles, albeit shakily; it’s a pledge, a plea, and Sho will be lying if he says he doesn’t understand it.
He turns to Jun, and smiles, seeing the determined set on Jun’s jaw, the equally-determined light in his eyes.
“Ready?” he mumbles, only half-teasing. Jun answers by curling his fingers around Sho’s, tugged their joined hands together for good measure.
“You bet.” Jun answers.
Sho smiles, tugging their hands in return.
They’re out of the door before Ninomiya’s next breath.
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He wakes to the sound of an explosion - it sounded near though he can’t be certain. He’s too weak to move, too drained, that even the slightest action feels like it requires energy that he obviously doesn’t have.
“Someone’s there! Find him!” someone yells - Ohno can’t, for the life of him, even move his head to check out what the commotion is all about - groaning when someone runs past him the action would have been enough to knock him over if he’s standing.
Only he couldn’t; Ohno is suspended in mid-air, after all, his broken arms shackled to the ceiling and he is hanging limply possibly a few meters from the ground though he doesn’t bother to check.
“What about him?” another one asks; Ohno vaguely wishes the bastard isn’t talking about him.
“We should kill him first before the other two arrives,” Well, shit.
“I’m planning on keeping him as a hostage,” the first one says; Ohno tries his hardest to squint at the vamp, but it’s hard. He’s missing a lot of blood, his injuries aren’t healing, and at this rate, he’ll probably end up dead even before the hour is up.
“Killing him is the better option at this point, Sire,” says the vamp who’s probably the one responsible for dragging Ohno’s useless body out of here if it comes to that, and Ohno wishes he has enough strength to kill the bastard before he dies himself.
“Let’s leave his body here,” the vamp says, “let the other two find him like this. Torn and lifeless.”
I’m not dead yet, asshole, Ohno thinks to himself, as another explosion rocks the whole house.
“I think this is lesson enough for them to stop messing up with us -“
“See, Sho-san, I told you it’s the chatty one,” a familiar voice adds itself to the conversation, and Ohno finds himself chuckling before he could stop himself.
“So you said,” Sho returns, followed by two consecutive dropping sounds before the vamp talking earlier yells.
“They’re here! Get in here and kill these bastards - arghk!”
“Oh, shit, did it hit his neck? Oh fuck, that’s - sorry, my bad.” it’s Jun, and Ohno wishes he has enough strength left to watch the action but as it is, he can’t.
“Jun, watch your back, okay?”
“Got it.”
A whooshing sound, then, “Do you guys really have to tie him up here? I hate heights, jeez.”
“Want some help, Sho-san? Oops, careful where you’re pointing that thing, jerk! Come here -“
“No thanks,” Sho says, before Ohno feels himself being moved. He still can’t feel his arms so he doesn’t bother checking where Sho is touching him - aware at the way the vampires are shouting and cursing down below.
“Sho-san, the bastard is escaping!” Jun yells; Ohno knows he’s talking about Nagase.
“Let him,” he groans; “for now.”
Sho sighs. “If you say so,” Sho says, “That’s okay, Jun. I think Leader has plans for him.”
More screams, more curses, more bodies falling and going up in flames before Ohno feels the ground beneath him.
“Sho-kun,”
Sho’s fingers find his face, and he does his best to open his eyes, finds Sho smiling down at him. For a second there, he realizes he can’t breathe, feels his chest tightens with relief as Sho’s fingers curl around his nape.
“You’re safe now, Leader. You’re safe now. Let us bring you home. Nino’s waiting for you.”
The mention of Nino’s name rattles something inside him he doesn’t realize he is crying, shaking, until Sho holds him tight and pulls him into Sho’s embrace.
“It’s okay. It’s okay, you’re safe now.”
Author : Jadey
Rating : R
Pairing : Ohmiya / Sakumoto
Word count : around 1500 words
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Summary : Vampire AU. Sho and Ohno are vampires in search of their mates. Sort of.
Note : One more chapter after this and we’re done! Yay!
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Sho honestly doesn’t know where to begin.
“W-What do you mean you lost him?” Ninomiya asks; Sho’s expecting it the second Aiba opened the door and let them in.
“Sakurai-san, you don’t actually think I’m going to believe that bullshit, do you?”
It’s Jun who answers this time, before he could. “It’s what it is,” Jun says, jaw clenched; Sho knows Jun is trying to act all cool about it but beneath the tough exterior, he knows Jun is suffering.
This is the first time they went home feeling rather defeated, the first time ever to leave a job behind not knowing whether they’ve accomplished something or not.
“There were…so many of them,” Sho says, dimly aware of Jun’s fingers catching his wrist, thumb brushing soothing touches across his skin. He shivers at the remembered terror, ashamed of himself for not being able to look after Ohno because his attention was honestly torn between keeping himself alive and making sure Jun was, too.
“But how could you leave him behind?!” Ninomiya half-screams, frustration and something else marring his tone. Sho can’t exactly blame him - he’s been asking the same thing himself, ever since he allowed himself to be dragged away from the vampire’s den hours ago, thinking Ohno made it back home safely.
“How could you! What if he’s dead?! You shouldn’t have left him there! Oh my god!”
“He wasn’t there!” Jun answers this time, yelling back; Sho doesn’t stop him in time, hand catching Jun’s forearm to tug him back down. “We wouldn’t even think of leaving him behind if we knew he was there. I - we looked around for him but he wasn’t around anymore when we fought off the last of the vamps. We thought he was the first to leave so we -“
“Jun, that’s enough.”
“No, Sho-san,” Jun counters through gritted teeth; to anyone who doesn’t know Jun the way Sho does, he might come off as someone who doesn’t care about anything or anyone so long as he got what he wanted. But that’s not the case here, never, because Ohno is as important as he is, to Jun.
They’re a team, the three of them, band of brothers to put it simply; Sho knows Jun is willing to die for Ohno as he is for Sho.
“He needs to know that there’s no way we’d leave Ohno-san behind. Not even if it costs us our own lives.” Jun adds, firmly, his statement unshakeable.
It takes Ninomiya a full minute to allow that remark to sink in.
Still, it doesn’t mean he’s buying it. “So, then, where is he?” Ninomiya hisses; his eyes are bloodshot and he looks like he’s about to fall over, hands shaking. “If you knew he wasn’t here, why did you still leave? You should have gone back to find him, right?” Ninomiya says.
“We didn’t,” he says, lowly; “we already told you that. If we did, we wouldn’t have gone home. We only realized our mistake when we reached the apartment and Satoshi-kun wasn’t there.”
“We went straight here, thinking he might be here instead, that he went to see you first. But we knew he wasn’t here, too, even before you opened the door.” And it’s true. That was why it honestly felt like the last of his strength have disappeared the moment he realized he couldn’t sense Ohno here as well, falling on his knees even before Aiba opened the door.
Sho takes one look at him and his chest aches at the sight he sees; the look on Ninomiya’s face is heartbreaking, and Sho knows, down to every single part of him, that he needs to do everything in his power to bring Ohno back.
He has to. For Ninomiya. For Satoshi-kun. For him and Jun both.
He stands up, wincing, but does his best to ignore the pain. At the rate he’s going, he’ll be fully healed before sundown, give and take three hours, four max. He and Jun could go then, plan their reconnaissance on their way back to the den.
He feels Jun’s anxiousness through the tiny distance separating them, Jun’s fingers curling around his wrist absently. “Sho-san, what are you doing?”
He doesn’t bother glancing back, doesn’t bother meeting his mate’s eyes in favor of keeping his gaze on Ninomiya.
He tugs at his hand, prompting Jun on his feet at the gesture. “We’ll get him back,” he says, meaning it; “I promise.”
Ninomiya looks like he doesn’t want to believe it yet, but is probably thinking he’s got nothing left to hold on to if not this. Ninomiya nods - a tiny, almost unrecognizable gesture - but Sho saw it just the same.
He bows his head and mutters his promises one more time, fingers threading through Jun’s own.
“Bring him back to me, Sho-chan.” Ninomiya whispers.
It is Sho’s turn to nod this time. “I will…” he says, “Nino.”
Nino smiles, albeit shakily; it’s a pledge, a plea, and Sho will be lying if he says he doesn’t understand it.
He turns to Jun, and smiles, seeing the determined set on Jun’s jaw, the equally-determined light in his eyes.
“Ready?” he mumbles, only half-teasing. Jun answers by curling his fingers around Sho’s, tugged their joined hands together for good measure.
“You bet.” Jun answers.
Sho smiles, tugging their hands in return.
They’re out of the door before Ninomiya’s next breath.
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He wakes to the sound of an explosion - it sounded near though he can’t be certain. He’s too weak to move, too drained, that even the slightest action feels like it requires energy that he obviously doesn’t have.
“Someone’s there! Find him!” someone yells - Ohno can’t, for the life of him, even move his head to check out what the commotion is all about - groaning when someone runs past him the action would have been enough to knock him over if he’s standing.
Only he couldn’t; Ohno is suspended in mid-air, after all, his broken arms shackled to the ceiling and he is hanging limply possibly a few meters from the ground though he doesn’t bother to check.
“What about him?” another one asks; Ohno vaguely wishes the bastard isn’t talking about him.
“We should kill him first before the other two arrives,” Well, shit.
“I’m planning on keeping him as a hostage,” the first one says; Ohno tries his hardest to squint at the vamp, but it’s hard. He’s missing a lot of blood, his injuries aren’t healing, and at this rate, he’ll probably end up dead even before the hour is up.
“Killing him is the better option at this point, Sire,” says the vamp who’s probably the one responsible for dragging Ohno’s useless body out of here if it comes to that, and Ohno wishes he has enough strength to kill the bastard before he dies himself.
“Let’s leave his body here,” the vamp says, “let the other two find him like this. Torn and lifeless.”
I’m not dead yet, asshole, Ohno thinks to himself, as another explosion rocks the whole house.
“I think this is lesson enough for them to stop messing up with us -“
“See, Sho-san, I told you it’s the chatty one,” a familiar voice adds itself to the conversation, and Ohno finds himself chuckling before he could stop himself.
“So you said,” Sho returns, followed by two consecutive dropping sounds before the vamp talking earlier yells.
“They’re here! Get in here and kill these bastards - arghk!”
“Oh, shit, did it hit his neck? Oh fuck, that’s - sorry, my bad.” it’s Jun, and Ohno wishes he has enough strength left to watch the action but as it is, he can’t.
“Jun, watch your back, okay?”
“Got it.”
A whooshing sound, then, “Do you guys really have to tie him up here? I hate heights, jeez.”
“Want some help, Sho-san? Oops, careful where you’re pointing that thing, jerk! Come here -“
“No thanks,” Sho says, before Ohno feels himself being moved. He still can’t feel his arms so he doesn’t bother checking where Sho is touching him - aware at the way the vampires are shouting and cursing down below.
“Sho-san, the bastard is escaping!” Jun yells; Ohno knows he’s talking about Nagase.
“Let him,” he groans; “for now.”
Sho sighs. “If you say so,” Sho says, “That’s okay, Jun. I think Leader has plans for him.”
More screams, more curses, more bodies falling and going up in flames before Ohno feels the ground beneath him.
“Sho-kun,”
Sho’s fingers find his face, and he does his best to open his eyes, finds Sho smiling down at him. For a second there, he realizes he can’t breathe, feels his chest tightens with relief as Sho’s fingers curl around his nape.
“You’re safe now, Leader. You’re safe now. Let us bring you home. Nino’s waiting for you.”
The mention of Nino’s name rattles something inside him he doesn’t realize he is crying, shaking, until Sho holds him tight and pulls him into Sho’s embrace.
“It’s okay. It’s okay, you’re safe now.”