Odd Ends - Chapter 9 [The Gazette - Aoi/Uruha, Reita/Ruki]
Title: Odd Ends
Author: Pelting_Rain
Rating: PG15 for this chapter
Genre: Slight Humour/ Romance/ AU/ Fluff/ Angst/ High School/ Rape- underage (overally)
Chapter: Chapter 9/?
Warnings: Rape, Double penetration ( overally)
Band[s]: the GazettE
Pairing[s]: ReitaxRuki/ Aoi X Uruha
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the story.
Synopsis:
Aoi is your typical poor teenager whom enrolls in a rich school. His pathetic life is turned entirely around when he becomes the Tyrant's personal maid, and get involves with his friends a little too deeply.
Comments: I wasn't too satisfied with this chapter as well! I think it was short TT and the power failure, I really hate myself ): Anyway, I know itw well past the last day of 2009, then I shall dedicate this fic to everyone in honour of the first day of 2010! I love you all! So enjoy, and comment! ohh and the next few chapters'll be slightly fluffy XP
Uruha woke up to the sounds of faint sobs. It sounded desperate, and uncontrollable. For a moment, Uruha was certain that he was dreaming. But the cries were heart wrenching. The murmurs in between, and the failed attempt at stopping the sobs. Uruha stirred in his sleep, only to notice that there was nothing beside him on the bed. His eyelids shot up wide open, revealing a pair of sleepy eyes. He felt around in the dark, hands unable to grasp onto anything. Panicking, he tossed in his bed, his frame meeting the ground with a loud thud. And his mind registered the faint sobbings. It was louder, now that he was wide awake.
“ Aoi?” Uruha called out softly. He sat up silently, trying to obtain the location of the recent raped victim. His sensitive ears twitched at the cries coming from the left. He started crawling towards the source, feeling his way around for objects. Having stayed in the large mansion for years, he easily moved through the wide room, now right in front of Aoi. The faint moon light shining into the room was barely enough for him to identify the person, but he was cleared of all doubts when he reached out his hand to feel Aoi’s face. The familiar warmth of the cheeks he caressed so gently previously was gone, only to be replaced by coldness and wet trails. Aoi had been crying again, and Uruha was utterly worried. The brunette flinched away again as Uruha moved closer, but he bit his lips in attempt to stop the crying. Aoi’s defensiveness was coming back again.
“ Aoi. Hey, sweetheart. Its Uruha…” Aoi relaxed slightly at the gentle voice he recognized, and sighed softly at the way he was addressed. The tears were still flowing, Aoi was nowhere near hyperventilating. Uruha was satisfied at the reaction Aoi gave, but he knew better to be more careful. In the dark, where Aoi can’t see clearly, his senses become even more sensitive. It could bode well towards uruha’s gentle touches, but his reactions towards sudden movements would be larger than normal. Uruha moved to sit beside Aoi, leaning his back on the wall behind them. Slowly, he made visible movements of wrapping his arms around Aoi’s shoulders. Every step he takes, he needed to warn Aoi before hand. Having successfully placed his hand on the preferred location, he allowed his arm muscles to relax slightly, providing minor pressure on Aoi’s shoulders. It was a smart move, Uruha concluded. At times like this, the victims needed someone to be there, and they needed to feel the warmth of the skin against their body. Aoi stilled a moment, but Uruha couldn’t feel his muscles tensing. That was good news.
Raising another hand, he let this arm turn Aoi slowly around. Aoi didn’t provide any movements of rejection when Uruha’s hand touched his arm, but he refused to move when Uruha tried steering him around, silent sobbings returning. Uruha couldn’t complete the job if Aoi didn’t feel like turning, and he gave up after a second try. Making victims do something against his will is the most idiotic thing one can ever do. It reminds them of the way they were raped forcefully. He decided that he would have to settle with this seating arrangement, only to try to remain as much skin contact with Aoi as possible.
Finally being comfortable, Uruha leaned his head back against the wall, trying to speak as softly as possible.
“ What’s wrong, Aoi?”
Aoi sniffed slightly, the tears gradually coming back again. Uruha waited patiently for a reply, but none came. Shifting slightly, he wished he could look Aoi in the eye. It was the best way in which he could possibly get people to talk.
“ Aoi, its alright. You can tell me.” Uruha sighed softly.
Aoi bit his lip, hesitating for a moment. He was mentally unstable, and Uruha didn’t want to push him too hard. The trauma must’ve been too great for him to handle.
“ They’re back… they’re back…” Aoi murmured incoherently, hands reaching up to grip Uruha tightly on his arms. Uruha frowned, hissing slightly at the pain shooting up his arm. He wasn’t bothered by that. He was bothered by the fact that he couldn’t understand what Aoi was talking about. Whose back? Uruha could only assume Aoi was referring to those three. But how? He was certain Reita had taken care of them, and it wasn’t possible that they stole into the room under the tight security.
“ Stop them… I don’t want… Pain…” Aoi’s grip on Uruha tightened considerably, and he turned his head, his eyes desperate. Uruha caressed his arm with his free hand, and tried to calm him down. And it hit him.
“ Aoi, honey. Shush Shussh… It’s a nightmare… it isn’t real at all. They’re not coming back for you…and never will.” Uruha heaved a sigh of relief when the hold on his arm loosened, and Aoi slumped back on the wall. He was sweaty all over, and beads of perspiration rolled down his cheeks, crossing over the dried trails of his tears. Uruha couldn’t bear to think how swollen Aoi’s eyes would be after so much crying in just one night.
“ Nightmare… not…real.” Aoi nodded, before seemingly coming back to his senses. Blinking furiously, he stared right at Uruha, before clearing his throat. He felt ashamed for being so weak, so easily frightened. He couldn’t continue on like this, in front of Uruha. And suddenly, with no idea how and when, he started minding what the blonde thought of him. What if the blonde is disgusted by the fact that he no longer had his virginity? What if, Uruha had it with him one day, and walk away from his life for good? Dread flooded him instantly. He wouldn’t know what to do if he faced the reality alone, without the person he loves. His thoughts were broken by Uruha taking his cold hands into the other’s warm hands.
“ Its alright. I’ll be here.” Uruha spoke convincingly, causing a smile to spread across Aoi’s face. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was true. He wanted so much to believe the other. He wanted to forget all his worries, and allowed the blonde to take care of him. It was his mistake in building a defensive barrier around himself in the past. The past is history, and tomorrow is mystery. Today, is a gift, and they call it the present. Many people refuse to treasure what they have now, and they realize their mistake only when the valuable things are taken away from them. Aoi wasn’t about to regret not accepting Uruha.
“ Promise?” Aoi asked softly. He throat was slightly sore from the screaming of the previous incident. He tried not to think too much about it. Uruha was slightly surprised at Aoi’s sudden remark, but nodded assuringly in return.
“ Promise.” The breath was knocked out of him when Aoi buried his head right into Uruha’s chest. Uruha reacted instinctively by wrapping his arms around the frail form before him. He grinned at Aoi’s action. The younger had grown affectionate towards him through the incident, and Uruha believed that he had started to come to terms with his feelings as well. Now, all he hope is that Aoi would grow out of his instable condition, and return to his normal self.
Uruha pulled back slightly to remind Aoi of the fact that they should get their rest, only to be hugged even tighter. Damn. Aoi’s really gotten possessive over him. Uruha let out a small chuckle accidentally, rubbing the back of the brunette.
“ Aoi, dear. We really need to get some rest.” Uruha pointed out softly, trying not to offend Aoi in anyway.
“ Ohh.” Aoi sounded disappointed when he released his grip around Uruha’s slim waist, getting up steadily with the help of the blonde. With his arms around Aoi’s waist, Uruha guided them through the dark back onto the bed. Getting in under the covers beside his loved one, Uruha turned Aoi around so that they were facing each other. Memories of the first night they slept together came floating back, a smile dancing on the tips of Uruha’s lips.
The brunette managed a small smile, his eyelids fluttering close. He was tired, Uruha was certain, but there was something he needed to ask before he could rest in peace.
“ Aoi?” Uruha drooped his arm over Aoi’s waist, noticing the effort Aoi made to keep his eyes opened. The younger didn’t respond, but Uruha was aware that he was paying attention.
“ You love me, right?”
Aoi felt his heart skip a beat. Uruha was directly asking for an answer. The first thing he thought of, was that he needed time. But even he himself admitted that it was a lousy excuse. Sure, time was essential. But he had been given plenty of time, ever since Uruha pulled him right into bed on that day, ever since he felt slight affection for the other. But was he going to give an answer? And the previous thoughts struck him again. Treasure the present. Uruha was his present. He took special care of him, and he loved him ever so deeply. And now, he was certain that the blonde, was going to be his future.
Aoi nodded reluctantly, giving another cute smile of his.
Uruha thought he would almost faint at the answer. No doubt, he was expecting a direct rejection. No matter how much of an egoist he was, he hadn’t had the least confidence regarding Aoi. Afterall, the brunette was a special person. If it were any other girls, Uruha would have gotten them to kill for him in just a snap. But Aoi was the only one who wouldn’t relent to the charisma he strongly believe he possessed. The memory of how Aoi called Uruha a “ dickhead” swirled in his brain, emitting a silent laughter. And that was what made Aoi special, what made Uruha fall head over heels for him. His heart flutter at what Aoi’s reply was, but proceeded to ask the other question.
“ So… will you be my lover?” Uruha asked unsurely, closing his eyes to hide from the embarrassment, but the blush on his cheeks obvious. He was betting his all on this, and he had the feeling he’ll probably suicide if the answer was no. However, he had the confidence this time. After what they had gone through together, Aoi’s feelings were made known, and the other hadn’t shown any signs of denying. Uruha prayed earnestly, shutting his eyes tight in anticipation.
Lover? That wasn’t expected. Well, not that any of these things were expected from Uruha. Aoi would have ponder for hours just for the solution, listing the advantages and disadvantages of a decision. That was something Ruki had taught him, and it was useful so far. Until this, Aoi realized. It was a question from the heart, only to be answered from the heart. No thinking, or judging would be a satisfying answer. Just go with the instincts, and trust your heart.
“ Yes.” Aoi nodded silently with accompaniment to the answer. Uruha’s face were flush bright red, and he knew the blonde was holding his breathe.
Uruha’s eyes shot wide open at Aoi’s reply. He wanted to scream and jump and fan himself like all the girlish stuffs but he held it in, perfectly fine. Taking a deep breath, he could feel the tears coming up to his eyes, clouding his vision. But definitely not his actions. Leaning in, he tilted Aoi’s chin up with his index finger, placing a soft kiss on Aoi’s lips. The other blinked furiously, surprised by the sudden feel of wet lips on his own.
Uruha closed his eyes, pulling away slowly. He could have tilted his head and asked for entrance, but he stopped, at just a simple kiss. He liked just the way how slowly, yet steady this relationship was going. He couldn’t ask for more. Meanwhile, a very excited Aoi was on the edge of hyperventilation. It wasn’t just the forehead. It was the lips. His first kiss, to Uruha. He wanted to slap himself for having his first kiss stolen at an age of 17 - Aoi’s standard kissing age is about Twenty. But he reminded himself of the fact that he lost his first kiss to the only one he would ever love in his life.
Uruha smiled confidently, wrapping his arms tighter around Aoi. The brunette gasp silently at the feeling of Uruha’s leg near his crotch, but gave a shy smile as he snuggled into Uruha’s warm hold. Finally, Uruha could address Aoi as his lover. Finally, Aoi belonged to him.
A loud gasp sounded through the otherwise silent room and exclamations followed soon after.
“ Oh dear!” The familiar voice of Kyoko pierced Aoi’s sensitive ears, waking him up from the peaceful sleep he was in. Rubbing his eyes, he attempted to turn around when he realized he had his back to the source of the annoying comment. Kyoko was staring right at the couple on the bed, disgust, or rather jealousy, written all over her face. Uruha seemed to be woken up as well, grunting as he pulled Aoi closer. Kyoko’s expression neutralized to normal, not wanting to offend her employer.
“ Hmm. Kyoko. Just the right time. Get some coffee for us, thank you.” Uruha smirked, seemingly to understand how Kyoko was feeling at the moment. The woman nodded stiffly, further annoyed by how Uruha kissed Aoi lovingly on the cheeks. She shook her head, turning around on her heels and stomping down the hallway. Uruha chuckled lazily at how he was able to read his caretaker like an open book.
Aoi bit his lips nervously. He was always afraid of Kyoko. She might very well be his biggest fear. That is, before yesterday. Sighing, he got up to wash up, yelping when Uruha pulled him back into bed.
“ Where’re you going?” His voice sounded slightly drowsy, but otherwise clear, hinting Aoi that he had a great night.
“ Wash up? We’re late for school.” Aoi swallowed, shivering slightly at the thought of word spreading in the prestigious school. The students there were complete animals. He sighed, trying to avert his attention from the three rapist.
Uruha frowned at Aoi’s statement. Going to school in this state? Oh hell no. He was certain that the matter would be solved by Reita, and he wasn’t afraid that rumours would start. But Aoi was still mentally unstable, and he couldn’t be blamed. The incident was traumatizing like no other.
“ No, you’re staying home.”
Aoi shook his head, unable to believe how protective Uruha was over him. He loved him for that, however. He didn’t bother arguing either, since he was positive that Uruha wouldn’t change his mind over shit. Nodding in understanding, he shot his lover another curious look.
“ Then why aren’t you dressing up?”
Uruha scratched the back of his head at that, giving Aoi a bright smile. It used to annoy Aoi a lot, but now, it seems that his day couldn’t get better.
“ Well, I have the responsibility to take care of you. So, I’m skipping school as well!” Uruha remarked cheerfully, earning a scoff from Aoi.
“ Yeah right. Its just another excuse for skipping school.” Aoi rolled his eyes, laying back on his back.
Uruha considered the accusation grimly.
“ No, its an excuse for spending the entire week with you.” Uruha added solemnly, crossing his leg over to the other side of Aoi’s legs, such that he was straddling him. Aoi swallowed nervously at the position they were in, thanking god his legs weren’t spread. He hated to think what Kyoko would do if she barged in on a position like that. Uruha leaned close to Aoi, the familiar minty breath infiltrating his nostrils pleasantly.
Aoi closed his eyes. He was expecting another kiss, and he lifted himself up unconsciously. It made Uruha pull back and started laughing his ass off. Aoi opened his eyes, brows furrowed together at the fact that Uruha was laughing at HIM.
“ Damn you.” Aoi glared furiously at his lover before flopping down back into bed. He closed his eyes, thankful for the heavy curtains drawn, blocking out the bright sunlight. He felt warmth creeping up his neck again, still angry at how Uruha had pulled his leg. Kiss. His mind wandered back to last night. Not the fateful incident, the one with Uruha instead. He remembered how Uruha kissed him right on the lips. He could almost feel his pulse increasing pace at the memory. And he was glad that Uruha hadn’t asked for anything more. He concluded that he might need to search online for kissing tips. After all, he didn’t want to be remembered as a bad kisser.
Buried among his various thoughts, he was suddenly aware of a dark shadow over him. Opening his eyes abruptly, Uruha was leaning in on him again, this time, closer than before. Aoi rolled his eyes, turning his head away to express his irritation. Uruha surprised him by turning his head gently back to face him, his hands cupping Aoi’s radiant face. It was miracle how Uruha always calmed Aoi, how he always comforted him.
“ I love you.”
Aoi heard Uruha whisper earnestly. Aoi couldn’t help but smile at the statement. It was the second time Uruha had said that to him. Still, it never fails to ignite the flame in Aoi, no matter how wrong that sounded…?
“ I- I love you, too.” Aoi whispered out softly, his heart unable to take anymore stuffs like that. He couldn’t deny that he was slightly petrified by the sweetness Uruha was treating him recently. But when he finally understood, he felt like a fool for not recognizing something so obvious. It was right in front of him, and he refused to accept it.
Uruha swore he could jump right out the glass window at the three words Aoi muttered. Though it was soft, it pounded through Uruha’s heart like a bulldozer. He was about to lean in to claim the second kiss of Aoi’s, before the door pushed right open.
“ Holy shit…” Reita exclaimed, hands instantly flying up to cover Ruki’s eyes.
Uruha rolled his eyes, sitting up straight to glare at his friends standing rooted at the floor. Ruki was trying to pry Reita’s hands from his vision, and Kai was pointing to and fro in random directions.
Aoi cleared his throat nervously, trying to access the awkward situation. He understood that Kai was shocked, but he didn’t really get what Reita was trying to do. Was that what his definition of “ Obscene” was? Aoi raised his eyebrows in question.
Getting off his lover unreluctantly, Uruha scowled at the intruders. He didn’t blame Reita for the rape incident, but he sure as hell felt like strangling him for barging in on their perfect moment.
“ Get your hands off Ruki you retard.” Uruha vented his frustration directly on Reita, punching him not-so-lightly on the shoulder. Reita let out a small “ Ooof!”, the other two giggling at the offended expression on the blonde’s face. Uruha greeted Kai and Ruki coolly, before shooting glance at Aoi. The brunette looked okay so far, but he wouldn’t bet on what could happen later on.
Looking grimly at his friends, he knew that Reita had already told them about what happened.
“ Just try not to mention anything closely related to the incident last night. And Reita, we’re not going to school the entire week.” Uruha instructed them firmly, receiving nods in return. Satisfied, he turned around cheerfully, striding across the room to the silent Aoi. He had sensed that they already knew. And keeping secrets from him wasn’t all that easy.
“ Hey Aoi! How you feeling?” Ruki continued cheerfully, only to be nudged in the ribs by his lover. The simple question was too suspiscious.
Ruki cleared his throat after shooting Reita a death glare.
“ I mean, what’s up?”
Aoi managed a small smile.
“ I’m great!” He got up carefully with the help of Uruha. He didn’t want his neck to ache from staring at the tall figures of his friends. He leaned on Uruha for support, the pain on his ass subsiding only a small bit.
He noticed Kai wince as Aoi tried to stand on two legs. He had to relax his muscles such that the pain wouldn’t grow more intense. Uruha narrowed his eyes at Kai, delivering the message that he express too much emotions. Kai gave an apologetic look, before looking elsewhere. Uruha sighed. This was going to be so difficult.
“ Its alright, guys.” Aoi remarked solemnly.
It didn’t take long for the others to figure out what he was trying to say. They lowered their heads in embarrassment. Reita felt his eyes droop as well. He was still blaming himself for what happened previously.
“ Look, I know you guys are worried and concern about me. I appreciate that, I really do.” Aoi gave an earnest smile, continuing when he had gotten the attention of his friends.
“ But you guys have to stop acting in front of me. It makes me feel, so… outcasted.” Kai held his breath at the stinging word. The worst thing is, they hadn’t meant to treat Aoi this way.
“ I need you to treat me normally. I’m not handicapped. And I’m really glad all of you are here with me. I promise you, I’ll face this matter.” Aoi concluded firmly. While the others nodded in agreement, Uruha was left gaping at the dramatic speech. He was sure that the others felt the same as well. The victims of rapists were traumatized yes, but for one to be so strong, and so open-minded. It was one in a million.
It was the last straw. Uruha broke into tears of joy and wrapped his arms tight around Aoi, making the younger gasp for breath.
“ You have no idea how proud am I of you!” Aoi hit Uruha’s shoulders repeatedly, trying to warn him that he still has injuries. The blonde was so submerged in his own joy that Reita and Kai had to pry his hands off Aoi. Reita looked at Uruha smugly.
“ You need to practice self-control.”
“ Shut the fuck up, bitch.”
“ Just admit that I’m so much better in self-control.”
“ Reita…” Ruki butted in suddenly… warning his lover not to start a quarrel in this situation. Aoi and Kai, however, was finding this fun.
“ You’re a complete asshole, you know?”
Aoi coughed silently at the use of the word. Uruha’s hands flew to his mouth in surprise, realizing he’d mentioned a sensitive word himself. Damn. Reita covered his grinning mouth with both his hands, trying to look sympathetic.
Uruha rolled his eyes, before realizing that it wasn’t early.
“ Alright, guys. Shoo! You’re supposed to be at school! And uh, Reita? I want to talk to you.” Uruha walked his guests to the entrance of the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. he didn’t want Aoi overhearing the conversation he was about to have with Reita. Reita nodded in Kai and Ruki’s direction, signaling them to wait for him at the lobby. Uruha grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to a corner.
“ So… how was it?”
Reita shrugged, trying to hide his excitement.
“ Well… it went fine. The accomplices were lucky. They fainted over at my mention of severed limbs. So I just shaved them bald. The leader wasn’t that fortunate. He tried escaping the warehouse I tied them up in, and one of my Yakuza’s just shot him dead.” Reita grimaced. He didn’t exactly like deaths, and last night was for revenge of raping Aoi.
“ Damn!” Uruha cursed, punching his left palm with his right fist. “ I should have been there! I’d skin Jacob and the other one who inserted his fucking dick into Aoi, alive. And cut off the fingers of the one who held Aoi down.”
Reita shook his head.
“ Remember, self-control dude.”
Uruha rolled his eyes at Reita as the latter jogged down the stairs in a hurry to meet up with his friends.
Diverting his attention back to the door of his bedroom, he entered the room slowly, locking the door behind him. Aoi was still lying on the bed, staring at an excited Uruha with an amused expression on his face. He dodged carefully as the playful blonde jumped onto the bed, causing Aoi to bounce slightly. Uruha rolled around, wriggling his toes.
“ So! We have to spend the entire week together! Let’s think of what we can do!”
Aoi blinked.
He had a really bad feeling about this.
Author: Pelting_Rain
Rating: PG15 for this chapter
Genre: Slight Humour/ Romance/ AU/ Fluff/ Angst/ High School/ Rape- underage (overally)
Chapter: Chapter 9/?
Warnings: Rape, Double penetration ( overally)
Band[s]: the GazettE
Pairing[s]: ReitaxRuki/ Aoi X Uruha
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the story.
Synopsis:
Aoi is your typical poor teenager whom enrolls in a rich school. His pathetic life is turned entirely around when he becomes the Tyrant's personal maid, and get involves with his friends a little too deeply.
Comments: I wasn't too satisfied with this chapter as well! I think it was short TT and the power failure, I really hate myself ): Anyway, I know itw well past the last day of 2009, then I shall dedicate this fic to everyone in honour of the first day of 2010! I love you all! So enjoy, and comment! ohh and the next few chapters'll be slightly fluffy XP
Uruha woke up to the sounds of faint sobs. It sounded desperate, and uncontrollable. For a moment, Uruha was certain that he was dreaming. But the cries were heart wrenching. The murmurs in between, and the failed attempt at stopping the sobs. Uruha stirred in his sleep, only to notice that there was nothing beside him on the bed. His eyelids shot up wide open, revealing a pair of sleepy eyes. He felt around in the dark, hands unable to grasp onto anything. Panicking, he tossed in his bed, his frame meeting the ground with a loud thud. And his mind registered the faint sobbings. It was louder, now that he was wide awake.
“ Aoi?” Uruha called out softly. He sat up silently, trying to obtain the location of the recent raped victim. His sensitive ears twitched at the cries coming from the left. He started crawling towards the source, feeling his way around for objects. Having stayed in the large mansion for years, he easily moved through the wide room, now right in front of Aoi. The faint moon light shining into the room was barely enough for him to identify the person, but he was cleared of all doubts when he reached out his hand to feel Aoi’s face. The familiar warmth of the cheeks he caressed so gently previously was gone, only to be replaced by coldness and wet trails. Aoi had been crying again, and Uruha was utterly worried. The brunette flinched away again as Uruha moved closer, but he bit his lips in attempt to stop the crying. Aoi’s defensiveness was coming back again.
“ Aoi. Hey, sweetheart. Its Uruha…” Aoi relaxed slightly at the gentle voice he recognized, and sighed softly at the way he was addressed. The tears were still flowing, Aoi was nowhere near hyperventilating. Uruha was satisfied at the reaction Aoi gave, but he knew better to be more careful. In the dark, where Aoi can’t see clearly, his senses become even more sensitive. It could bode well towards uruha’s gentle touches, but his reactions towards sudden movements would be larger than normal. Uruha moved to sit beside Aoi, leaning his back on the wall behind them. Slowly, he made visible movements of wrapping his arms around Aoi’s shoulders. Every step he takes, he needed to warn Aoi before hand. Having successfully placed his hand on the preferred location, he allowed his arm muscles to relax slightly, providing minor pressure on Aoi’s shoulders. It was a smart move, Uruha concluded. At times like this, the victims needed someone to be there, and they needed to feel the warmth of the skin against their body. Aoi stilled a moment, but Uruha couldn’t feel his muscles tensing. That was good news.
Raising another hand, he let this arm turn Aoi slowly around. Aoi didn’t provide any movements of rejection when Uruha’s hand touched his arm, but he refused to move when Uruha tried steering him around, silent sobbings returning. Uruha couldn’t complete the job if Aoi didn’t feel like turning, and he gave up after a second try. Making victims do something against his will is the most idiotic thing one can ever do. It reminds them of the way they were raped forcefully. He decided that he would have to settle with this seating arrangement, only to try to remain as much skin contact with Aoi as possible.
Finally being comfortable, Uruha leaned his head back against the wall, trying to speak as softly as possible.
“ What’s wrong, Aoi?”
Aoi sniffed slightly, the tears gradually coming back again. Uruha waited patiently for a reply, but none came. Shifting slightly, he wished he could look Aoi in the eye. It was the best way in which he could possibly get people to talk.
“ Aoi, its alright. You can tell me.” Uruha sighed softly.
Aoi bit his lip, hesitating for a moment. He was mentally unstable, and Uruha didn’t want to push him too hard. The trauma must’ve been too great for him to handle.
“ They’re back… they’re back…” Aoi murmured incoherently, hands reaching up to grip Uruha tightly on his arms. Uruha frowned, hissing slightly at the pain shooting up his arm. He wasn’t bothered by that. He was bothered by the fact that he couldn’t understand what Aoi was talking about. Whose back? Uruha could only assume Aoi was referring to those three. But how? He was certain Reita had taken care of them, and it wasn’t possible that they stole into the room under the tight security.
“ Stop them… I don’t want… Pain…” Aoi’s grip on Uruha tightened considerably, and he turned his head, his eyes desperate. Uruha caressed his arm with his free hand, and tried to calm him down. And it hit him.
“ Aoi, honey. Shush Shussh… It’s a nightmare… it isn’t real at all. They’re not coming back for you…and never will.” Uruha heaved a sigh of relief when the hold on his arm loosened, and Aoi slumped back on the wall. He was sweaty all over, and beads of perspiration rolled down his cheeks, crossing over the dried trails of his tears. Uruha couldn’t bear to think how swollen Aoi’s eyes would be after so much crying in just one night.
“ Nightmare… not…real.” Aoi nodded, before seemingly coming back to his senses. Blinking furiously, he stared right at Uruha, before clearing his throat. He felt ashamed for being so weak, so easily frightened. He couldn’t continue on like this, in front of Uruha. And suddenly, with no idea how and when, he started minding what the blonde thought of him. What if the blonde is disgusted by the fact that he no longer had his virginity? What if, Uruha had it with him one day, and walk away from his life for good? Dread flooded him instantly. He wouldn’t know what to do if he faced the reality alone, without the person he loves. His thoughts were broken by Uruha taking his cold hands into the other’s warm hands.
“ Its alright. I’ll be here.” Uruha spoke convincingly, causing a smile to spread across Aoi’s face. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was true. He wanted so much to believe the other. He wanted to forget all his worries, and allowed the blonde to take care of him. It was his mistake in building a defensive barrier around himself in the past. The past is history, and tomorrow is mystery. Today, is a gift, and they call it the present. Many people refuse to treasure what they have now, and they realize their mistake only when the valuable things are taken away from them. Aoi wasn’t about to regret not accepting Uruha.
“ Promise?” Aoi asked softly. He throat was slightly sore from the screaming of the previous incident. He tried not to think too much about it. Uruha was slightly surprised at Aoi’s sudden remark, but nodded assuringly in return.
“ Promise.” The breath was knocked out of him when Aoi buried his head right into Uruha’s chest. Uruha reacted instinctively by wrapping his arms around the frail form before him. He grinned at Aoi’s action. The younger had grown affectionate towards him through the incident, and Uruha believed that he had started to come to terms with his feelings as well. Now, all he hope is that Aoi would grow out of his instable condition, and return to his normal self.
Uruha pulled back slightly to remind Aoi of the fact that they should get their rest, only to be hugged even tighter. Damn. Aoi’s really gotten possessive over him. Uruha let out a small chuckle accidentally, rubbing the back of the brunette.
“ Aoi, dear. We really need to get some rest.” Uruha pointed out softly, trying not to offend Aoi in anyway.
“ Ohh.” Aoi sounded disappointed when he released his grip around Uruha’s slim waist, getting up steadily with the help of the blonde. With his arms around Aoi’s waist, Uruha guided them through the dark back onto the bed. Getting in under the covers beside his loved one, Uruha turned Aoi around so that they were facing each other. Memories of the first night they slept together came floating back, a smile dancing on the tips of Uruha’s lips.
The brunette managed a small smile, his eyelids fluttering close. He was tired, Uruha was certain, but there was something he needed to ask before he could rest in peace.
“ Aoi?” Uruha drooped his arm over Aoi’s waist, noticing the effort Aoi made to keep his eyes opened. The younger didn’t respond, but Uruha was aware that he was paying attention.
“ You love me, right?”
Aoi felt his heart skip a beat. Uruha was directly asking for an answer. The first thing he thought of, was that he needed time. But even he himself admitted that it was a lousy excuse. Sure, time was essential. But he had been given plenty of time, ever since Uruha pulled him right into bed on that day, ever since he felt slight affection for the other. But was he going to give an answer? And the previous thoughts struck him again. Treasure the present. Uruha was his present. He took special care of him, and he loved him ever so deeply. And now, he was certain that the blonde, was going to be his future.
Aoi nodded reluctantly, giving another cute smile of his.
Uruha thought he would almost faint at the answer. No doubt, he was expecting a direct rejection. No matter how much of an egoist he was, he hadn’t had the least confidence regarding Aoi. Afterall, the brunette was a special person. If it were any other girls, Uruha would have gotten them to kill for him in just a snap. But Aoi was the only one who wouldn’t relent to the charisma he strongly believe he possessed. The memory of how Aoi called Uruha a “ dickhead” swirled in his brain, emitting a silent laughter. And that was what made Aoi special, what made Uruha fall head over heels for him. His heart flutter at what Aoi’s reply was, but proceeded to ask the other question.
“ So… will you be my lover?” Uruha asked unsurely, closing his eyes to hide from the embarrassment, but the blush on his cheeks obvious. He was betting his all on this, and he had the feeling he’ll probably suicide if the answer was no. However, he had the confidence this time. After what they had gone through together, Aoi’s feelings were made known, and the other hadn’t shown any signs of denying. Uruha prayed earnestly, shutting his eyes tight in anticipation.
Lover? That wasn’t expected. Well, not that any of these things were expected from Uruha. Aoi would have ponder for hours just for the solution, listing the advantages and disadvantages of a decision. That was something Ruki had taught him, and it was useful so far. Until this, Aoi realized. It was a question from the heart, only to be answered from the heart. No thinking, or judging would be a satisfying answer. Just go with the instincts, and trust your heart.
“ Yes.” Aoi nodded silently with accompaniment to the answer. Uruha’s face were flush bright red, and he knew the blonde was holding his breathe.
Uruha’s eyes shot wide open at Aoi’s reply. He wanted to scream and jump and fan himself like all the girlish stuffs but he held it in, perfectly fine. Taking a deep breath, he could feel the tears coming up to his eyes, clouding his vision. But definitely not his actions. Leaning in, he tilted Aoi’s chin up with his index finger, placing a soft kiss on Aoi’s lips. The other blinked furiously, surprised by the sudden feel of wet lips on his own.
Uruha closed his eyes, pulling away slowly. He could have tilted his head and asked for entrance, but he stopped, at just a simple kiss. He liked just the way how slowly, yet steady this relationship was going. He couldn’t ask for more. Meanwhile, a very excited Aoi was on the edge of hyperventilation. It wasn’t just the forehead. It was the lips. His first kiss, to Uruha. He wanted to slap himself for having his first kiss stolen at an age of 17 - Aoi’s standard kissing age is about Twenty. But he reminded himself of the fact that he lost his first kiss to the only one he would ever love in his life.
Uruha smiled confidently, wrapping his arms tighter around Aoi. The brunette gasp silently at the feeling of Uruha’s leg near his crotch, but gave a shy smile as he snuggled into Uruha’s warm hold. Finally, Uruha could address Aoi as his lover. Finally, Aoi belonged to him.
A loud gasp sounded through the otherwise silent room and exclamations followed soon after.
“ Oh dear!” The familiar voice of Kyoko pierced Aoi’s sensitive ears, waking him up from the peaceful sleep he was in. Rubbing his eyes, he attempted to turn around when he realized he had his back to the source of the annoying comment. Kyoko was staring right at the couple on the bed, disgust, or rather jealousy, written all over her face. Uruha seemed to be woken up as well, grunting as he pulled Aoi closer. Kyoko’s expression neutralized to normal, not wanting to offend her employer.
“ Hmm. Kyoko. Just the right time. Get some coffee for us, thank you.” Uruha smirked, seemingly to understand how Kyoko was feeling at the moment. The woman nodded stiffly, further annoyed by how Uruha kissed Aoi lovingly on the cheeks. She shook her head, turning around on her heels and stomping down the hallway. Uruha chuckled lazily at how he was able to read his caretaker like an open book.
Aoi bit his lips nervously. He was always afraid of Kyoko. She might very well be his biggest fear. That is, before yesterday. Sighing, he got up to wash up, yelping when Uruha pulled him back into bed.
“ Where’re you going?” His voice sounded slightly drowsy, but otherwise clear, hinting Aoi that he had a great night.
“ Wash up? We’re late for school.” Aoi swallowed, shivering slightly at the thought of word spreading in the prestigious school. The students there were complete animals. He sighed, trying to avert his attention from the three rapist.
Uruha frowned at Aoi’s statement. Going to school in this state? Oh hell no. He was certain that the matter would be solved by Reita, and he wasn’t afraid that rumours would start. But Aoi was still mentally unstable, and he couldn’t be blamed. The incident was traumatizing like no other.
“ No, you’re staying home.”
Aoi shook his head, unable to believe how protective Uruha was over him. He loved him for that, however. He didn’t bother arguing either, since he was positive that Uruha wouldn’t change his mind over shit. Nodding in understanding, he shot his lover another curious look.
“ Then why aren’t you dressing up?”
Uruha scratched the back of his head at that, giving Aoi a bright smile. It used to annoy Aoi a lot, but now, it seems that his day couldn’t get better.
“ Well, I have the responsibility to take care of you. So, I’m skipping school as well!” Uruha remarked cheerfully, earning a scoff from Aoi.
“ Yeah right. Its just another excuse for skipping school.” Aoi rolled his eyes, laying back on his back.
Uruha considered the accusation grimly.
“ No, its an excuse for spending the entire week with you.” Uruha added solemnly, crossing his leg over to the other side of Aoi’s legs, such that he was straddling him. Aoi swallowed nervously at the position they were in, thanking god his legs weren’t spread. He hated to think what Kyoko would do if she barged in on a position like that. Uruha leaned close to Aoi, the familiar minty breath infiltrating his nostrils pleasantly.
Aoi closed his eyes. He was expecting another kiss, and he lifted himself up unconsciously. It made Uruha pull back and started laughing his ass off. Aoi opened his eyes, brows furrowed together at the fact that Uruha was laughing at HIM.
“ Damn you.” Aoi glared furiously at his lover before flopping down back into bed. He closed his eyes, thankful for the heavy curtains drawn, blocking out the bright sunlight. He felt warmth creeping up his neck again, still angry at how Uruha had pulled his leg. Kiss. His mind wandered back to last night. Not the fateful incident, the one with Uruha instead. He remembered how Uruha kissed him right on the lips. He could almost feel his pulse increasing pace at the memory. And he was glad that Uruha hadn’t asked for anything more. He concluded that he might need to search online for kissing tips. After all, he didn’t want to be remembered as a bad kisser.
Buried among his various thoughts, he was suddenly aware of a dark shadow over him. Opening his eyes abruptly, Uruha was leaning in on him again, this time, closer than before. Aoi rolled his eyes, turning his head away to express his irritation. Uruha surprised him by turning his head gently back to face him, his hands cupping Aoi’s radiant face. It was miracle how Uruha always calmed Aoi, how he always comforted him.
“ I love you.”
Aoi heard Uruha whisper earnestly. Aoi couldn’t help but smile at the statement. It was the second time Uruha had said that to him. Still, it never fails to ignite the flame in Aoi, no matter how wrong that sounded…?
“ I- I love you, too.” Aoi whispered out softly, his heart unable to take anymore stuffs like that. He couldn’t deny that he was slightly petrified by the sweetness Uruha was treating him recently. But when he finally understood, he felt like a fool for not recognizing something so obvious. It was right in front of him, and he refused to accept it.
Uruha swore he could jump right out the glass window at the three words Aoi muttered. Though it was soft, it pounded through Uruha’s heart like a bulldozer. He was about to lean in to claim the second kiss of Aoi’s, before the door pushed right open.
“ Holy shit…” Reita exclaimed, hands instantly flying up to cover Ruki’s eyes.
Uruha rolled his eyes, sitting up straight to glare at his friends standing rooted at the floor. Ruki was trying to pry Reita’s hands from his vision, and Kai was pointing to and fro in random directions.
Aoi cleared his throat nervously, trying to access the awkward situation. He understood that Kai was shocked, but he didn’t really get what Reita was trying to do. Was that what his definition of “ Obscene” was? Aoi raised his eyebrows in question.
Getting off his lover unreluctantly, Uruha scowled at the intruders. He didn’t blame Reita for the rape incident, but he sure as hell felt like strangling him for barging in on their perfect moment.
“ Get your hands off Ruki you retard.” Uruha vented his frustration directly on Reita, punching him not-so-lightly on the shoulder. Reita let out a small “ Ooof!”, the other two giggling at the offended expression on the blonde’s face. Uruha greeted Kai and Ruki coolly, before shooting glance at Aoi. The brunette looked okay so far, but he wouldn’t bet on what could happen later on.
Looking grimly at his friends, he knew that Reita had already told them about what happened.
“ Just try not to mention anything closely related to the incident last night. And Reita, we’re not going to school the entire week.” Uruha instructed them firmly, receiving nods in return. Satisfied, he turned around cheerfully, striding across the room to the silent Aoi. He had sensed that they already knew. And keeping secrets from him wasn’t all that easy.
“ Hey Aoi! How you feeling?” Ruki continued cheerfully, only to be nudged in the ribs by his lover. The simple question was too suspiscious.
Ruki cleared his throat after shooting Reita a death glare.
“ I mean, what’s up?”
Aoi managed a small smile.
“ I’m great!” He got up carefully with the help of Uruha. He didn’t want his neck to ache from staring at the tall figures of his friends. He leaned on Uruha for support, the pain on his ass subsiding only a small bit.
He noticed Kai wince as Aoi tried to stand on two legs. He had to relax his muscles such that the pain wouldn’t grow more intense. Uruha narrowed his eyes at Kai, delivering the message that he express too much emotions. Kai gave an apologetic look, before looking elsewhere. Uruha sighed. This was going to be so difficult.
“ Its alright, guys.” Aoi remarked solemnly.
It didn’t take long for the others to figure out what he was trying to say. They lowered their heads in embarrassment. Reita felt his eyes droop as well. He was still blaming himself for what happened previously.
“ Look, I know you guys are worried and concern about me. I appreciate that, I really do.” Aoi gave an earnest smile, continuing when he had gotten the attention of his friends.
“ But you guys have to stop acting in front of me. It makes me feel, so… outcasted.” Kai held his breath at the stinging word. The worst thing is, they hadn’t meant to treat Aoi this way.
“ I need you to treat me normally. I’m not handicapped. And I’m really glad all of you are here with me. I promise you, I’ll face this matter.” Aoi concluded firmly. While the others nodded in agreement, Uruha was left gaping at the dramatic speech. He was sure that the others felt the same as well. The victims of rapists were traumatized yes, but for one to be so strong, and so open-minded. It was one in a million.
It was the last straw. Uruha broke into tears of joy and wrapped his arms tight around Aoi, making the younger gasp for breath.
“ You have no idea how proud am I of you!” Aoi hit Uruha’s shoulders repeatedly, trying to warn him that he still has injuries. The blonde was so submerged in his own joy that Reita and Kai had to pry his hands off Aoi. Reita looked at Uruha smugly.
“ You need to practice self-control.”
“ Shut the fuck up, bitch.”
“ Just admit that I’m so much better in self-control.”
“ Reita…” Ruki butted in suddenly… warning his lover not to start a quarrel in this situation. Aoi and Kai, however, was finding this fun.
“ You’re a complete asshole, you know?”
Aoi coughed silently at the use of the word. Uruha’s hands flew to his mouth in surprise, realizing he’d mentioned a sensitive word himself. Damn. Reita covered his grinning mouth with both his hands, trying to look sympathetic.
Uruha rolled his eyes, before realizing that it wasn’t early.
“ Alright, guys. Shoo! You’re supposed to be at school! And uh, Reita? I want to talk to you.” Uruha walked his guests to the entrance of the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. he didn’t want Aoi overhearing the conversation he was about to have with Reita. Reita nodded in Kai and Ruki’s direction, signaling them to wait for him at the lobby. Uruha grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to a corner.
“ So… how was it?”
Reita shrugged, trying to hide his excitement.
“ Well… it went fine. The accomplices were lucky. They fainted over at my mention of severed limbs. So I just shaved them bald. The leader wasn’t that fortunate. He tried escaping the warehouse I tied them up in, and one of my Yakuza’s just shot him dead.” Reita grimaced. He didn’t exactly like deaths, and last night was for revenge of raping Aoi.
“ Damn!” Uruha cursed, punching his left palm with his right fist. “ I should have been there! I’d skin Jacob and the other one who inserted his fucking dick into Aoi, alive. And cut off the fingers of the one who held Aoi down.”
Reita shook his head.
“ Remember, self-control dude.”
Uruha rolled his eyes at Reita as the latter jogged down the stairs in a hurry to meet up with his friends.
Diverting his attention back to the door of his bedroom, he entered the room slowly, locking the door behind him. Aoi was still lying on the bed, staring at an excited Uruha with an amused expression on his face. He dodged carefully as the playful blonde jumped onto the bed, causing Aoi to bounce slightly. Uruha rolled around, wriggling his toes.
“ So! We have to spend the entire week together! Let’s think of what we can do!”
Aoi blinked.
He had a really bad feeling about this.