Odd Ends - Chapter 13/17 [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 13/17
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: A spoiled brat meets an average, justice-seeking male, and falls head over heels in love with him. The reluctant Aoi is forced to work as a “maid” to Uruha, the school’s tyrant, and love blooms unconsciously between them. The happiness doesn’t last for long, however. Facing the trauma of a rape incident, will Aoi be able to overcome it with the help of Uruha, or will the latter leave him because of the humiliation? There is an ending to everything- but just how odd can it be?
Comments: Chapter 13's up! And this time, I've got the number of chapters fixed. inspiration just flowed for the first few pages (: On the side note: I like soccer and formula one, i am in no way connected to manchester united/arsenal/rooney/beckham/felippe massa/berbatov or any other stars i've mentioned in the fic. Also, to beckham, i so did not laugh when you tore your tendon (Rei and Uruha did! XPP), and no offense to massa: the pit-stop thingy did scare me, but you did well overally. (: I'm looking forward to F1 10 this year - lolol this is irrelevant, but. So anyway, enjoy, and comments are still loved! (:
Reita flipped through the channels on the television absent-mindedly. His left hand was placed on the arm of the comfortable sofa, and his chin was supported by his palm. He let out a sigh as he came to a stop at Star Sports, the famous sports channel. The Fifa world cup finals was airing that instant, and the intriguing match between Arsenal and Manchester United was getting more exciting by the moment.
The blonde didn’t feel the least anxious, though. He was well-known for being a soccer fan, and the lack of interest would surprise even the hell out of Uruha. Reita scoffed at the thought of his friend. That heartless guy was probably having his fun to the limit with Aoi while he was here, neglected by his own lover.
Just yesterday, he was bragging to Uruha about how he had proudly sucked Ruki off. And now, the latter was ignoring Reita just because of his stupid Biology revision. Sorry, Rei, I’ve got a test tomorrow. Forgive me, baby, please? And Ruki used his puppy eyes on Reita- honestly, man, who can resist?
Reita regretted giving in so easily. If Ruki hadn’t used the trick against him, Reita swore he would have pounced right on the former instead of sulking right here, alone by himself. He wasn’t even in the right mood to pleasure himself- not when there’s a living sex toy sitting in his own bedroom, and he couldn’t even touch it.
...he’s heading right for the goal... Berbatov’s passing the ball to Rooney, and there we go!! Man U to Arsenal, 1-0! As the 42-inch Plasma Television roared with life, Reita decided that being deprived of Ruki was the worst thing on Earth that could ever happen to him. Now let’s replay the magnificent scene- Berbatov passes the ball to Rooney, and Rooney heads the ball towards the goal, barely hitting the poles! A splendid act only the young Wayne Rooney could pull off!
The fans of Manchester United cheered, and Reita changed the channel. He threw a glance behind him. Ruki was situated at Reita’s desk- he had to wipe the dust off using a wet cloth since Reita had NEVER once used the expensive furniture. His legs were pulled up on the chair, with his knees to the chest.
Damn. Ruki had only Reita’s oversized T-shirt on, and the latter believed he wore only short boxers underneath. He might as well not wear anything underneath- it’ll be easier when he finally gets horny. Steering his thoughts back on track, the Tee was long enough to cover the boxers- if they were in fact there- but not long enough to cover his legs.
His milky thighs were exposed to anyone looking, and Reita could still remember how he caressed them with his bare hands just a few days ago. The soft, and smooth, feeling, how Ruki was always sensitive to touch on places near his crotch. Reita observed Ruki playing unconsciously with his pen, chewing on his lower lip.
He had his complete attention on the notes he was reading, highlighting and underlining important points. His brown brows were knitted tight together, seemingly confused about a certain question. Come on, baby... turn around and look at me... No such hope to Reita, though. A cheerful expression seemed to emerge almost instantly on Ruki’s face, following by him scribbling swiftly on his notes.
While Ruki was delighted at finally understanding what the passage was trying to explain, Reita was disheartened by the lack of attention. He gave another loud sigh, and turn back to his television. ... the sauce in, and steam the fish for another 10 to 15 minutes. Hah. Cookery- Kai would like this. But the world would turn upside down if Reita ever paid more than 5minutes of attention to such channels.
Switch. Another sports channel. But a variety show about Formula One was airing. Reita had not the least interest in Formula One, not even mentioning Lewis Hamilton. But he was amused at the replay of a certain scene in Formula One 2008 in Singapore, Marina Bay. Felipe Massa’s incident at the pit-stop- Reita had always thought that accidents were the ones that catch spectators’ attention in races, or even matches.
He had felt sadistic for laughing when Beckam had torn his tendon a few years back ago, but Uruha was even worse- the blonde was cheering his way. True, Uruha was more of an Arsenal fan then a Man U fan, but he deserved the stares the fans shot his way during the ordeal. That idiot was lucky that he wasn’t being beaten up in the first place.
Switch. Ahh, finally, some drama. But all the crying was starting to disgust him- he pitied the actors who had to shed tons of tears everyday. Reita turned around again, this time, fixating his firm gaze on Ruki. The younger had changed his position of seating, his legs down on the floor- much to the disappointment of Reita, and the edge of his boxers was showing visibly.
This is crazy. I have Ruki all to MYSELF, in MY bedroom, and he’s wearing MY shirt! And I have to restrain myself from distracting him from his revision? Oh hell no. Reita switched off the television, threw the remote control onto the floor, and stood up from the sofa aggressively. Ruki seemed to take no attention to the sudden motion, and continued with his revision.
Reita took fast and large strides across the large room, stopping just behind Ruki’s chair. The blonde was still mugging his ass off, and it pissed Reita off- not at Ruki, of course, but at the notes. Reita cleared his throat, and the action finally caught Ruki’s precious attention. The latter tilted his head backwards a little, not enough for Reita to come into full view, but just right to show that
/he was paying attention.
“ You need anything?” Ruki turned back to his notes as swiftly, but his ears were still open.
“ Yeah.”
The reply was short, but Ruki was smart enough to assume that Reita would make irrelevant- and nonsensical requests. The shorter blonde didn’t reply, but it didn’t seem to trouble Reita.
“ You know, Ruki, if you keep ignoring me like this, I’m seriously going to rape you.” Reita sounded serious, and for a moment, he thought he really was going to. But on second thoughts, Ruki would probably hate him for life. He’d known better than to sacrifice his bliss for the rest of his life.
“ You won’t.” Came the curt reply. Ruki replied a little too fast- wrong move. Reita smirked victoriously, he knew that the firm statement was finally igniting some temporary dying sparks in Ruki. The younger was positive that Reita wouldn’t do anything like that, yet he couldn’t deny that he was intrigued by the idea. But this was nowhere near pulling him away from studying.
“ Oh trust me, I will. When have I ever lied about such things?”
“ No, you didn’t. But that’s only because you’ve NEVER mentioned the word “rape” before.”
“ Oh yeah?” Reita struggled for something to retort back at Ruki, but his tongue was tied. He was never good at arguments- except the ones he shared with Uruha. The blonde was predictable- Reita could read him like an open book. Afterall, they had known each other for years. But Ruki wasn’t the same.
Reita had only known Ruki- never spoken to him- for a few days before they were into this twisted, yet passionate relationship. And Ruki’s actions and statements always seem to surprise Reita. The latter figured this was probably one of the main reason why he fell in love with Ruki in the first place.
“ Nothing else? Good. Now shoo.” Ruki dismissed Reita when he received no smart-ass reply. Reita pouted visibly, but stayed- no way in hell was he going to give up so easily. You win this time, Ru, but no one can refrain themselves from me- not even you. Having done with his own ego talk, he moved his hands over to the edge of his shirt, tugging it up and over his head. The cool air of the conditioner hit his bare chest, earning a soft hiss.
Man if this doesn’t work, I don’t know what will. He was always confident of this trick- seducing someone, half-naked. He didn’t have to use such methods in the past, since women flocked to him the moment he gave a wink their direction. But Ruki was a tough nut to crack. You’re a disgrace to the Suzuki’s if you don’t make it.
The name revived memories of his father, and he pushed them far into the back of his head. It wasn’t particularly pleasant to be thinking of that old man now.
Reita advanced towards Ruki, wrapping his arms around the other’s neck. Ruki tensed at the sudden feeling of warmth against his clothed back, and the familiar breath on his neck. Even though he had his back to his lover, he was completely aware of the fact that Reita rid himself of his top. Ruki could almost feel Reita’s muscles flexing deliciously against his back, and horror he felt, when the boxers he was wearing was becoming slightly tighter.
“ Ne... Ru...” Reita spoke softly, and seductively, the way Ruki liked it. He knew the blonde was affected- little or much- by his little show. Reita placed his hand on Ruki’s chin, carefully turning Ruki’s head around towards him. He tilted Ruki’s head upwards slightly, and kneeled down, such that their lips were less than few centimetres apart.
“ Kiss me.” It wasn’t a request, neither was it an order. It was simply a statement, a sort of feeling that gushed through you when the mood was right. And just then, all Reita wanted was to feel Ruki’s soft lips on his own.
Ruki didn’t know what to do right then, he was torn in between his revision and Reita. Don’t think- just go with the flow. And with that, he leaned in over the short distance, and captured Reita’s lips with his own. It tasted the same like how it always did, so unusual, so Reita. It didn’t feel the same, however.
Every kiss they shared had a different purpose, and a different meaning attached to it. Some were passionate ones- where the couple would share gentle kisses while Reita holds Ruki in his arms. Some were desperate ones- where Reita, or sometimes Ruki, returns home feeling horny, and they’d make out up the wall.
This one was different though- since the both of them had different thoughts in mind. Reita was laughing to himself for the justice he’d done for himself, while Ruki just felt at loss. Reita licked Ruki’s lower lip with his tongue, before taking it in between his teeth and nibbling on it teasingly. He heard a small moan as he tugged at it, one of the sensitive spots he knew ever since their first kiss together.
The guilt was completely forgotten by Ruki, as he let lose himself in the pleasure. He parted his lips, and small pants sounded through the room. Reita slipped his tongue in easily, the organ making desperate contact with Ruki’s. Deciding that the action was a hint of approval, Reita placed his left hand on Ruki’s cheek, while his right travelled down his white Tee, and onto the boxers. The taller blonde cupped his hand over Ruki’s clothed erection, making the latter buck awkwardly into Reita’s hand.
With a swift motion, Reita had his right arm underneath the back of Ruki’s knees, and his left supporting Ruki’s back. Ruki gave a loud yelp as he felt himself being lifted bridal-style, blushing at the adoring gaze Reita was showering him with. He draped his arm over Reita’s shoulder, and lowered his head reasonably.
Reita smiled to himself at how incredibly adorable Ruki was, and proceeded to the large bed at the near corner of the room. He settled Ruki gently at the edge of the mattress, placing a kiss to the younger’s forehead as he did so. Ruki moved over to the centre of the bed, while Reita unzipped his pants. With every passing second that Reita took to rid himself of his jeans, Ruki felt his heartbeat quicken. The blonde didn’t take long to finish the job, leaving only his boxers on and his jeans pooling at his ankles.
The bed dipped as Reita’s knees sank into the soft mattress, and he made swift advance towards his lover. Reita found himself on all fours, Ruki supporting himself up with his hands underneath the former. Ruki stared into Reita’s lustful eyes, hardly able to tear himself away from the rare sight. The couple couldn’t bear to waste any more time, and leaned in almost simultaneously.
Reita felt instant euphoria, as he found himself caught in the messiest kiss ever. Both their tongues were tangled together, each fighting for their own dominance. Teeth nipped at each other’s lips, hisses and moans quickly filling up the room. Reita gave a slight push on Ruki’s chest, and the latter fell back flat onto the bed. Before recovering their kiss, Reita aided Ruki in the removal of his shirt, and hands found their way over the bare skin.
Reita resumed the heated kiss once again, letting his fingertips drift on the smooth skin, making their way around Ruki’s belly button. Being another of the younger’s sensitive spots- the ticklish contact made Ruki’s stomach quiver and laughing into the kiss. Reita smiled at the response, retracting his hand to earn a disappointed grunt from Ruki.
The sound was quickly covered when Reita deepened their kiss, and Ruki threaded his fingers through Reita’s soft hair. Reita’s hand slipped into Ruki’s boxers silently, causing the latter to gasp when Reita took a firm hold around Ruki’s cock. The sudden warm feeling made Ruki’s stomach quiver in excitement again, and he felt the blood rushing down to his growing erection.
Reita started stroking up and down Ruki’s shaft, the latter arching his back off the bed. Moans escaped the younger, only to be silenced with Reita’s kisses. They pulled away swiftly to regain their breaths, the pleasure robbing Ruki of his ability to breath. His cheeks were flushed red, as was Reita’s. Both their boxers were flying soon after, leaving both of them naked.
“ NHH- ohh fuck...” Reita rolled his hips against Ruki’s, the friction making the younger losing complete control of himself. Ruki’s hand came up to stroke Reita’s own cock, and the latter bit back an escaping moan. He shouldn’t be the one losing composure in this situation. Both of them continued their administrations on each other’s cock, Reita placing soft kisses on Ruki’s forehead, his cheek, his lips.
The kisses continued up his neck line, and all the way to the earlobe. Reita licked at the pierced earlobe, taking the metal ring between his teeth and gently tugging on it. The action made Ruki apply a sudden pressure on Reita’s cock, and the latter gasped out loud. Ruki smirked in victory to himself, having pulled the first, honest sound out of his lover that night.
And just then, the most anti-climax sound rang throughout the room- a knock on the door. There were three, consecutive ones, each one firm and solemn. Reita rolled his eyes in annoyance- he told every single person in this building in particular NEVER to knock on the door when Ruki visited.
Reita leaned back down to place a kiss on Ruki’s forehead, but before he could get any nearer, three knocks sounded on the door again. Once again, they were firm, and a sense of urgency nagged. Ruki sat up abruptly- it seems that his sixth sense was tingling as well.
“ I think it’s important, Rei. Go take a look.”
Reita gave a sigh and pulled away reluctantly.
“ Jesus... I’m gona skin the mother fucker alive...” Reita threaded his fingers through his hair, and got off the warmth of the bed. He pulled on his boxers swiftly, and Ruki followed after. The taller blonde practically thundered across the room to the door, unlocking it and pulling it open aggressively.
“ WHAT.”
“ Well that wasn’t too nice a greeting, was it?” Reita rolled his eyes at the handsome guy in front of him.
“ What do you want, Akira?” Reita’s cousin didn’t seem to flinch at the rude comments the blonde shot at him. Afterall, he was accustomed to the cold treatment all these years.
Reita was never the same to his family after the incident.
“ Did I interrupt on something?” Akira smiled warmly at Ruki, who had white blankets around him. He gave a small smile in return, and shy-ed behind Reita. Akira couldn’t take his eyes off his cousin’s lover- not that he had a feeling for him, no, he would never do anything that would break up family bonds. Reita leaned himself against the door frame and placed his right hand on the other, successfully blocking Ruki from you.
Akira smiled at the over-protectiveness Reita bore over Ruki, and he was certain of one thing- if there was anything that could change Reita for the better, it would be nothing other than the adorable youngster.
“ Hell right, you did. You fucking ruined my orgasm.” Reita snapped, unconscious his blushing lover. Man, Ruki could be shy when he wants to.
Akira let out a small chuckle, but his expression turned grim swiftly. The atmosphere changed as well, and Reita knew something was wrong.
“ We need to talk.”
Aoi shifted uncomfortably in his sleep, but noticed he couldn’t move an inch. He was wrapped tightly in warmth, a pair of arms wrung around his waist. The blanket enough was thick enough- and a cuddly Uruha was even worse. Aoi had his back to Uruha, and he could smell the usual fragrance his lover wore.
I’ll just hold on to you like that, for the rest of my life. The statement wrung out loud in his ears, his mind, and his heart. He never thought he’d have the chance to hear Uruha say that to him. The vacation out with Uruha alone was indeed a great decision. He had never felt so happy- nor slept so well after the incident. Aoi let his eyes drift over the layout of the hotel room. It was cozy, and distinctively 5-stars.
Uruha shifted over, and released his firm hold on Aoi. The brunette took the chance to roll over to face a sleeping Uruha. He supported himself up with his right elbow, and took his time to admire Uruha’s sleeping form. He felt like history repeating itself all over again, the first night when he started working at the Takashima’s. How he was dragged down onto the bed by Uruha, and Aoi always remembered the minty smell of Uruha’s breath.
Uruha still looked the same as he did days ago, but there was slight exhaustion, Aoi can see. He sighed to himself. The incident was causing a hell lot of trouble to everyone around him, especially Uruha. His lover had stayed with him throughout the entire ordeal, providing his shoulder when Aoi woke up in the middle of nights sobbing, providing attention when Aoi needed it most.
This alone, was enough proof to Aoi that Uruha loves him. And the brunette knows, deep down in his heart, that he wouldn’t be able to survive without Uruha. One cannot survive without the other, and by staying together, they keep each other alive.
Aoi’s thoughts were disrupted when he was pulled down into Uruha’s embrace. He gave a loud yelp in the midst, Uruha chuckling softly. Aoi gave a punch to Uruha’s chest, causing the playful blonde to cough out loud.
“ Damn you!” Aoi cursed, trying to pull himself away from the tight embrace. His strength wasn’t as great, though, and the attempt failed.
“ Don’t struggle. Let me hold you.” Uruha’s voice sounded raw from the sleep.
Aoi smiled at the sweet statement, snuggling into his lover’s hold. He felt at home in Uruha’s embrace, and there was no place he’d rather be. He wished they could stay like that as long as time allowed, but with the bad news waiting for them, would happiness ever be possible?