Odd Ends - Chapter 12 [The Gazette - Uruha/Aoi, Reita/Ruki]
Title: Odd Ends
Author: Pelting_Rain
Rating: PG13 for this chapter
Genre: Slight Humour/ Romance/ AU/ Fluff/ Angst/ High School/ Rape- underage (overally)/ Underage sex
Chapter: Chapter 12/?
Warnings: Rape, Double penetration, sex( overally)
Band[s]: the GazettE
Pairing[s]: Uruha/Aoi; Reita/Ruki
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 AM HAPPY! HAHA lolol I've been working on this for a pretty long time, and phew! I finally finished it today. (: OH AND IMPORTANT NOTICE: I JUST NOTICED THAT I DID NOT APPLY THE (seme/uke) RULE ON MY PAIRINGS. SO INSTEAD OF Aoi/Uruha, it should be URUHA/AOI. haha ohh and there'll be reituki next chapter!<3
“ What the fuck?! Are you serious?!?” Uruha’s eyes were widened in horror, his jaw almost touching the ground.
“ DUH. You’re over reacting, idiot!” Reita raised his eyebrows and leaned his back against the wall idly.
“ What the hell do you mean over reacting?!? You fucking had sex!!! AND YOU’RE UNDERAGE!”
“ I didn’t have SEX, asshole! I just blew Ruki! And you need to stop cursing every other line.”
“ You gave Ruki a blowjob- that’s equivalent to sex!! And I’m not cursing every other line you mother fucker.”
“ So? And the amount of curse word you use per day is more than the number of times I blow Ruki, sweetheart.” Reita teased a blushing Uruha.
“ What do you mean “so”? You’re underage, moron! And don’t fucking share your sex life with me!” Uruha’s face contorted with rage and embarrassment when Reita chuckled victoriously. Uruha didn’t feel particularly comfortable when Reita shared with him that fateful night over at Ruki’s apartment. It was pretty embarrassing having to hear about Reita’s wonderful experience, but all the more, it was sickening- Reita’s relationship was one step ahead of his and Aoi’s, and it was pissing him off.
“ You oughta make a move, dude.”
“ What? I can’t possibly have sex with Aoi- he’s still recovering from his injury!”
“ I’m not talking about sex, dickhead.” Reita’s expression turned a tad bit serious. “ I’m talking about developing your relationship further. I mean, I don’t even know if you guys made out yet! But what I’m trying to say is, you need to spend some time out with Aoi. Take him somewhere no one can reach you- just the two of you. And perhaps, this might help heal his emotional hurt.”
Uruha bit his lips, sinking into his own deep thoughts. What Reita said made sense, and as far as he knew, the both of them hadn’t really enjoyed themselves as a couple.
“ I- I guess its a pretty good idea... I don’t know...” Uruha let out a sigh of defeat, scratching the back of his head.
“ Then go for it, dude! What’s holding you back?”
Uruha snuck a glance at the large door to his bedroom, where Aoi and Ruki were scanning through a couple of fashion magazines.
“ Well, I don’t know if Aoi’ll agree to this.”
“ What? Oh come on, Uruha. From what I can remember, ANY girl, or even straight guys would agree to going out with you once you asked in the past! What happened to your ego? This Uruha is seriously freaking my ass out.” Reita replied with a shock expression, his eyes widened in surprise.
“ Well, Reita. Aoi isn’t just ANY guy. He’s... Aoi. Don’t even remind me how long it took for him to really accept me as his lover.” Uruha’s expression seemed to fall even further, making Reita sigh.
“ All I can say, Uruha, is to trust yourself. Do what your heart tells you to do, and I’m sure Aoi loves you as much as you love him now.” Reita added a rare, warming, smile to the sentence, before his expression turn stony again. “ Now get your ass back there. Its about time me and Ruki return.”
Uruha rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself, pushing himself off the wall in one swift movement and proceeding back to his room. Reita led the short distance back, turning around upon reaching the large door.
“ And remember, trust yourself.”
Aoi laid on his stomach on the large bed, reading a magazine. Uruha was sitting on the floor with his chin on his bed, the image unbelievably cute. His unconscious stare at Aoi went totally unnoticed, the brunette being absorbed with the fashion magazine Ruki gave him.
“ Aoi.” Uruha’s voice sounded loud in the silent room, successfully gaining Aoi’s full attention. The honey blonde’s voice sounded more solemn than not, and Aoi didn’t like the sound of it.
“ Yeah?”
“ We need to go out.” Aoi’s eyebrows raised itself instantly. That’s all? That was what was worrying Uruha since the last afternoon? Even though the brunette pretended not noticing the change, he was absolutely aware of the nervousness in Uruha’s behaviour.
“ Yea, sure. Why not?”
“ You serious? Its only going to be you and me, no one else.” Uruha’s heart gave a hard jolt of excitement, a big sparkle of hope lightened in his eyes.
“ Yeah.” Aoi frowned in confusement.
“ OH FUCK YES!” Uruha exclaimed, and in a blink, he had Aoi tight in his embrace, almost rolling off the bed.
“ GOD, URUHA! LET GO!” Aoi shouted, the breath being knocked out of him, and the injury causing pain.
“ HAH! NO WAY AM I LETTING GO, BABEH!” Uruha placed chaste, forceful kisses all over Aoi’s face, making the latter chuckle to himself.
“ You really need to master some self-control, Uruha.”
“ Why should I when I have you? Besides, if you insist, you could teach me.”
Uruha leaned in close, his body language clearly expressing the need for another kiss, only to get pushed away by Aoi, the brunette getting off the bed.
“ Come on, we have stuffs to pack, honey.” He gave a playful wink to Uruha, the latter raising his eyebrows yet pouting visably.
Comfortable silence filled the luxurious car. The couple were in Uruha’s Mustang, with the honey blonde in the driver’s seat. His right hand was placed expertly on the steering wheel, while his left grasped his lover’s hand tight. Aoi stared out the window in awe, watching the city buildings fade into the distant and the green trees submerging roads into their shadows.
The brunette was lost in thoughts. It had been the first time he was left to peace in the mind, without worrying about not bringing the right stuffs or Uruha grumbling about the heavy traffic. He liked the idea of an outing with Uruha, and no one else. The recent incidents were freaking him out too much, and nothing was better than to spend time with his love. He needed to clear his mind, and he hoped desperately he’d get the much needed rest at the hotel.
“ What’s on your mind?” Uruha spoke abruptly, his voice blissful to Aoi’s ears. The latter smiled in response, turning to look at his lover adoringly.
“ Nothing much. Perhaps I just feel happy, for once.” Uruha raised an eyebrow in question, but no one said anything else.
Another half an hour, and a couple of tall buildings were in sight again. However, the scenery here was of palm trees and cemented paths covered with tourists in flowery shirts. There were no signs of stress whatever, and Aoi almost felt himself bouncing in excitement.
The hotel Kyoko booked for them stood out among the rest, it being the tallest. The building was painted in shades of yellow and mostly red, adding a magnificent feel to it. Uruha pulled into the front of the lobby, and Aoi felt his own jaw touch the ground.
The glass doors were held wide opened by two smartly-dressed clerks. A long, red carpet led from the entrance all the way to the registration counter. To add on, there were at least half a dozen uniformly-dressed assistants rooted to the ground on each side of the red carpet. The lobby was buzzing with people, cordoned off by a couple of security guards. Aoi assumed they were more or less nosy locals who waited all their life just to take a look at the famous Takashima Kouyou.
“ Aren’t you getting off the car?”
“ I’m positive I’m ready to sit in the car all night just to avoid stepping into the limelight with the famous young Takashima.” Aoi stared at Uruha pointedly. He thought he had a shared agreement with Uruha that they would be spending time ALONE- that means no friends, no assistance, and absolutely no media.
Uruha shot Aoi a hurt look.
“ Hey! I wasn’t the one who arranged all this!” He was right, in a sense. That was what the name “ Takashima” could bring about- popularity, and disasters. Aoi sighed to himself- if he were to continue loving, and dating, Uruha, he’d have to get use to more than a super large mansion.
Aoi flung the luggage onto the carpeted floor in relief- the registration had taken longer than any other, especially when the female clerks pleaded for Uruha’s signatures and a picture with him after the paperwork. He settled his hand on the glass window, leaning his forehead on his arm and stared out into the distance. The weather was less hot now that the evening was setting in. Aoi shut his eyes for a moment, feeling slight pain from dry eyes, only to jump when he felt a pair of arms wrap around him from behind.
“ Long day, huh?” Uruha whispered softly into Aoi’s ears, making the latter shiver into the warm hold. Aoi’s previous complaints were immediately pushed to the back of his mind, relaxing into his lover’s hold. It was truly a long day for him- for the both of them.
“ Yeah... come on, lets get some rest.” The brunette moved to unwrap himself from Uruha’s embrace, slamming back into the soft bed on his back. His eyes were shut once again, the comfort overcoming him. Aoi felt a dip on a bed, and then warm, familiar breath on his cheeks.
Uruha pressed his lips to Aoi’s, feeling his lover for the first time in a long while. Aoi’s eyes shot open at the sudden intimate contact. Uruha’s tongue moved to lick Aoi’s bottom lip, tugging on the soft flesh gently. The blonde asked for entrance, and gave a small sigh when Aoi granted it willingly. Aoi’s tongue made contact with Uruha’s, both of them tilting their head for a deeper angle.
Their tongues continued their slow, passionate dance. Uruha pulled away to take in a breath, before leaning back in again. He didn’t resume the kiss, however, but nuzzled his nose against Aoi’s instead. His breathing was slightly ragged, and Aoi felt a pressure slowly growing where Uruha’s crotch was. Fixing his gaze into Uruha’s eyes, he discovered they were more of lusty than loving. He had a bad feeling to this.
“ Aoi...”
The brunette could only stare, not able to make out anything constructive. He wasn’t ready for any sexual requests- if that was what Uruha wanted. Yes, strong, he was. But to overcome completely the trauma and was an impossible task to be done in such a short period. Man he probably wouldn’t even be able to get it up now. But Uruha was human, afterall. And a guy at that. No guy could ever survive not having sex when he has a lover.
Uruha’s erection was pressed against his own crotch, and perspiration rolled down his forehead. Uruha leaned in further, and Aoi pressed back further into the bed. When Uruha seemed satisfied with the almost zero distance between their lips, he opened his mouth to speak.
“ I...”
Aoi stared into space. He had no idea how, or why, he got here in the first place. His hands were sinking into the soft sand under him, his arms supporting his upper body. His legs were spread unconsciously, his body was relaxed. The setting sun was a beautiful sight, a sight he gladly like to share with he, himself.
Back to how he got to the beach in the first place, all he remembered was him breaking out in cold sweats, Uruha announcing his desire for the beach, and a hard slap delivered to his right cheek after Aoi regained his senses. He smirked victoriously to himself.
And that was when his ego was crushed- flat.
Uruha’s firm figure emerged from the glittering waters. His naked, muscular chest was showing visibly, and the six packs he was awarded with stood out. The water droplets dripped down his body, his right arm lifting to brush through his wet hair, showing the hair under his armpit. The only clothing he wore was his trunks, and the wet fabric stuck to his thighs.
Aoi did all he could- stare, and stare. He could hear the exclamations and oogles all around him, but they didn’t matter. He was lost in his own world, a sudden feeling of love-sickness overcoming him. His mouth was slightly open in awe, catching his own drool before it made his way down his chin. The hot blonde was nearing him step by step, and he felt himself fall in love all over again.
Uruha settled himself beside his lover, who was still staring at him with a dumbfounded expression. The former chuckled softly, flinging his shoulder-length hair, successfully wetting Aoi’s own face. He scowled, kicking himself mentally for the lack of self-control.
“ You suck!” Aoi cursed, his own face flushed with the anger and embarrassment.
“ Well, I’ll admit that’s something I’d like to do to you...” Uruha teased, making Aoi’s face turn into a deeper shade of red.
“ Shut up.”
Uruha gave another loud chuckle, and wrapped his arms tight around Aoi, successfully choking the other.
“ L-let the fuck go of me!!
“ I’m afraid I can’t, my dear. I’ll just hold on to you like that, for the rest of my life.”
Aoi stopped struggling and stared at the blonde. There was no hint of humour in the statement, and Uruha’s expression was earnest.
“ HAH! You’d wish, asshole.” Aoi retorted playfully, wriggling successfully out of Uruha’s hold. Uruha didn’t return any comments, and they knew they shared the same thought: Hold on tight, then. And never let go.