[multi-chapter] Kimi wo mamoru - Ch.15/???
Title: Kimi wo mamoru (To protect you)
Author: Saana
Pairing: Sakuraiba (main), Junma, Ohmiya (side)
Rating: R and up (for violence and other things probably…)
Genre: yakuza!AU; action, angst, romance
Warning: possible OOCness, violence, minor character death
Disc.: this is a fanfiction, which means I’m a fan and this is fiction
Summary: He never wanted war. He did everything in his power to avoid it but he’ll be dead before he back down from the fight if they threaten him or what’s precious to him…
A/N: I planned and started writing to change the POV of Sho and Aiba which probably be annoying at times but after agonizing over it for some time, I decided I'll stick with it for a while cause I think it gives a certain flavor to the story (or I'm just weird, that's totally possible) But the story is for your enjoyment too so if along the way a lot of you will complain about it, I'll re-write it, I promise
Previous chapters: Prologue ; Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 ; Chapter 5 ; Chapter 6 ; Chapter 7 ; Chapter 8 ; Chapter 9 ; Chapter 10 ; Chapter 11; Chapter 12 ; Chapter 13 ; Chapter 14
Chapter 15
It was deja vu...
It was just like the first time they met…
But in the same time, it wasn't…
Not caring about the sharp knife at his throat; despite his tear-stained and dirt smudged face, Masaki smiled at Sho brightly. He believed, he knew Sho will come. And he was there...
For the first time in his life, Masaki was not afraid of anything.
“I knew you'll come...” he said silently, totally ignoring Wakana's threatening presence at his back.
Sho's furious eyes immediately softened at this.
“I won't let him hurt you” Sho said, just like that night which changed their lives forever. And he was hell bent to keep his promise this time.
“I know” Masaki breathed out, his eyes locked with Sho's.
“Oh, so you do have a soft spot for Pretty-face here...”
Wakana's snickering mocking burst the bubble that seemingly swallowed Sho and Masaki the moment their eyes have met. The yakuza boss now moved his glance to the traitor.
“You know you have nowhere run this time. You know I didn't came alone so just let him go and finish this for once and all” Sho said sternly, his gun not wavering from his aim even for a second.
For a fracture of a moment Sho's eyes moved somewhere behind his enemy then it was back on his opponent. Masaki wondered whether it was just his imagination or not. But he realized he couldn't waste time on that. He had to find out how he can help Sho so they could get out of there finally...
“You were sure like this the last time too, weren't you? Yet look how that ended...”
The man pressed the handle of the knife into the barely healed wound on Masaki's shoulder. The boy hissed in pain that numbed his whole right side.
“Stop that! Let go of him, you bastard!” Sho shouted walking closer.
“A-a! I would stay where I am if I were you...” the knife was quickly back on Masaki's throat, pressing into his soft skin. “You don't want him to get hurt, do you?...”
Wakana kept on taunting and mocking Sho, and Masaki could see the older man starting to shake with anger. It worried him. He didn't want Sho to get hurt because of him; because he acts on his anger even when it was way too obvious that was exactly what Wakana was aiming for. Masaki knew he had to do something to prevent that. And he had to do that now!
By the time Sho's anger was clear on his normally unreadable face - which was embarrassingly soon, Sho had to admit later - Masaki started to slightly panic. Because from the way Wakana's hold slightly slackened on him, the way his words and taunts became more spiteful and disgusting; he knew that it wasn't only him who noticed that Sho was reaching his limit. It was now or never...
“Sho!” he shouted and at the same time he jerked his body against his captor's hold, moving to the side, trying to get away from the other man. He just has to give Sho a small opening, just a small one is enough… Masaki felt pain cutting his body but he didn't care.
He trusted Sho.
The moment Masaki's voice cut through the flood of mocking, it was releasing him from the bounds of blind anger that tried to wash him away. Sho knew. As soon as the younger man’s body was moved to the side enough…
Sho fired once, twice, three times then broke out running…
Someone else fired at the same time with him…
Sho grabbed Masaki by the waist, rolling them farther away from Wakana. Then while covering Masaki with his own body he turned his gun at Wakana again while scanning their surroundings, trying to locate the other shooter.
His opponent laid on the floor unmoving.
Ohno and Nino approached them, guns aimed at the fallen traitor.
Slowly Sho lowered his gun and let out the breath he didn't notice he was holding back.
“He's dead” Ohno confirmed kneeling next to Wakana's body.
Sho nodded but his attention was on Masaki already. He pulled out a small knife from the holder on his leg and cut off the boy's bounds. Then he gently moved the torn and blood soaked shirt to see the wound. Luckily it wasn't too deep. More like a very long scratch...
“What have you done?” Sho murmured though he was relieved it wasn't anything too serious.
Masaki smiled at him weakly, slightly apologetic.
“I had to... You were... walking straight... into his... trap... You were to... do something... stupid... right?” he stuttered a bit, he felt his whole body was shaking with adrenaline.
“So you did something stupid instead?” Sho asked slightly amused as he pulled Masaki close.
The younger man just shrugged, and winced as stinging pain shot through him from the cut on his chest, when suddenly he remembered:
“Toma! He's...!”
“It's okay, Jun took him already. They're on the way to a hospital probably. We agreed before. Whoever gets to him first, takes him out immediately. Though I guess this was Jun's only target...” Sho said shaking his head slightly, though he would be a hypocrite for chiding Jun for his motives. Deep down he was embarrassed to admit that his top priority was Masaki and Masaki only too.
“Must be nice...” Masaki sighed. Adrenaline was fast dissipating from his body. He started to feel weak and tired. “Being loved like that...” he murmured. Unconsciously snuggling close to Sho's chest.
Sho smiled at him gently, caressing his face adoringly.
“Come on, let's get you out of here too” Sho said, helping Masaki to his feet.
“Not to hospital...”
As he tried to found his footing again, Masaki stumbled into Sho.
“Just wanna go home...” Masaki mumbled into Sho's shoulder weakly.
The older man's heart skipped a beat at this, hoping beyond reason that Masaki meant what he thought he did.
“Home?” he asked whispering, searching the other's face.
“Home. With you... Please…” Masaki whispered back, his soft brown eyes shining tiredly but adoringly at the yakuza boss.
“Alright...” Sho nodded, unconsciously leaning a bit closer to the younger man.
A silent cough behind them suddenly reminded Sho just in time that they weren't alone. He looked over his shoulder. Ohno pretended to study the now empty warehouse. He held onto Nino's arm, anchoring him to his current spot, while they had their back to the couple.
“Let's get out of here” Sho ordered, slipping back into his leader role.
Nino was by their side in an instant, supporting Masaki from there. He leant close to his friend’s ear, his whisper low enough so even Sho couldn't hear him.
“I see you don't need me to protect you anymore, Ma-chan…”
Sho lead Masaki straight to his own quarters. The younger man followed his lead without a question. Though maybe he didn't even really realized where they were heading. He was obviously - and understandably - exhausted and since they left Ohno and Nino behind at the warehouse, now he needed all of Sho's support just to put one foot before the other. On their way up to his quarters, Sho left instructions with Kouta who fell in step behind him the moment his Boss entered the building. His orders included that Ohno was in charge for the time being and he was not to be disturbed unless it was life-or-death situation.
“I'm sure you want to take a bath first. Would you like to eat after?” Sho asked gently, swiping away a few stray locks from Masaki's face, when the door to his quarters was closed behind them.
The younger man blinked at him slowly, sleepily as he tried to process the meaning of the words. His mind was really mushy. The only constant thought in his mind was that Sho was there taking care of him...
“Yeah... Bath sounds good... No food... Just sleep...” he mumbled finally.
“Alright then. Here you go... I leave some clothes here for you. If you need anything, I'll be waiting right here, okay?” he said with a soft smile before leaving the boy alone in the bathroom.
It took Masaki longer than normal to finish his bath. His body was sore and aching, the cut on his chest was stinging painfully. And he was so very sleepy... He wanted to curl up in Sho’s arms, just like the yakuza leader let him do in the car while they were brought back to the Sakurai headquarters.
When he finally emerged from the bathroom, he went to look for Sho. He found the older man in what supposed to be his bedroom, he guessed. A futon was laid out on the tatami floor and Sho stood by the window, staring out with a glass of something in his hand.
While Masaki was in the bath, Sho went to pour himself a glass of whiskey. Taking the first sip, he felt the tension slowly drain from his shoulders. He walked over to the window in his bedroom, wondering how weird it was that the world went on its usual way, when his world was on the verge of ending just a few short hours ago. He took another swig of his whiskey, letting the burning feeling remind him of the present. ‘He’s safe now. Masaki is safe now…’ he repeated in his head like a mantra to keep his anger at bay. He was so close to lose him…
“Sho...-sama...” Masaki called him silently. Blush crept on his cheeks when he remembered how casually he addressed the boss not too long ago. He hoped he’ll be forgiven since it happened under such stressful situation.
Sho turned to him immediately. He left his glass at the windowsill and walked to him with a soft smile on his lips. This man was so adorable it made Sho's heart ache with the want to protect him from all the bad things in the world.
“Come, let me see your wound then you can sleep” he murmured softly as he led Masaki to the futon. It took him a few minutes only to dress the wound on Masaki’s chest. After that he tucked him in like a child.
“What 'bout you?...” Masaki asked when he realized he probably hijacked Sho's bed. He should get up, he had a room for his own after all, but he felt so very tired…
“Don't bother with that, just sleep...” Sho waved it off. There was no need for him to know he intended to stay up to watch him over. Even though Wakana was dead and at the moment this was the safest place for Masaki to be at. But Sho really didn’t want to break his promise one more time, even if that lead him to act unreasonably… He wanted to get up but Masaki grabbed his wrist, holding him in place.
“Would you... hold me?” he asked whispering. “Just until I fall asleep... Please...”
Masaki was used to bear his issues alone. He didn't really had a choice, this was how it was in all his life. But today... No, the past few days… It was just too much for him. But Sho... He came for him... And for the second time in his life Masaki hoped. And he dared to reach out to someone...
Sho studied Masaki's face for a second. He wanted to be sure. He needed to know he wasn't imagining things because he simply wanted the younger man. And all he saw in those soft brown eyes were hope, longing with tiny hints of insecurity...
“Sure... Anything you need...” he murmured before laying down, pulling Masaki in his arms, tucking his head under his chin. It felt incredible. To be able to hold this slim, shivering body in his arms caressing his still damp hair, hoping that would help him calm down and fall asleep.
Soft sigh escaped Masaki's lips at Sho's gentle touches. He never in his life felt as safe as in that moment. He moved around a bit to be able to look at the yakuza boss' face.
“Thank you…” he breathed out then closing his eyes, he pressed his lips to Sho’s…
A/N: kyaaa! they kissed finally 🤣🤣🤣🤣 I hope you're as excited for this as I am 😅😅😅 I really was waiting to be able to write Sakuraiba kissing 😍😋
Author: Saana
Pairing: Sakuraiba (main), Junma, Ohmiya (side)
Rating: R and up (for violence and other things probably…)
Genre: yakuza!AU; action, angst, romance
Warning: possible OOCness, violence, minor character death
Disc.: this is a fanfiction, which means I’m a fan and this is fiction
Summary: He never wanted war. He did everything in his power to avoid it but he’ll be dead before he back down from the fight if they threaten him or what’s precious to him…
A/N: I planned and started writing to change the POV of Sho and Aiba which probably be annoying at times but after agonizing over it for some time, I decided I'll stick with it for a while cause I think it gives a certain flavor to the story (or I'm just weird, that's totally possible) But the story is for your enjoyment too so if along the way a lot of you will complain about it, I'll re-write it, I promise
Previous chapters: Prologue ; Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 ; Chapter 5 ; Chapter 6 ; Chapter 7 ; Chapter 8 ; Chapter 9 ; Chapter 10 ; Chapter 11; Chapter 12 ; Chapter 13 ; Chapter 14
Chapter 15
It was deja vu...
It was just like the first time they met…
But in the same time, it wasn't…
Not caring about the sharp knife at his throat; despite his tear-stained and dirt smudged face, Masaki smiled at Sho brightly. He believed, he knew Sho will come. And he was there...
For the first time in his life, Masaki was not afraid of anything.
“I knew you'll come...” he said silently, totally ignoring Wakana's threatening presence at his back.
Sho's furious eyes immediately softened at this.
“I won't let him hurt you” Sho said, just like that night which changed their lives forever. And he was hell bent to keep his promise this time.
“I know” Masaki breathed out, his eyes locked with Sho's.
“Oh, so you do have a soft spot for Pretty-face here...”
Wakana's snickering mocking burst the bubble that seemingly swallowed Sho and Masaki the moment their eyes have met. The yakuza boss now moved his glance to the traitor.
“You know you have nowhere run this time. You know I didn't came alone so just let him go and finish this for once and all” Sho said sternly, his gun not wavering from his aim even for a second.
For a fracture of a moment Sho's eyes moved somewhere behind his enemy then it was back on his opponent. Masaki wondered whether it was just his imagination or not. But he realized he couldn't waste time on that. He had to find out how he can help Sho so they could get out of there finally...
“You were sure like this the last time too, weren't you? Yet look how that ended...”
The man pressed the handle of the knife into the barely healed wound on Masaki's shoulder. The boy hissed in pain that numbed his whole right side.
“Stop that! Let go of him, you bastard!” Sho shouted walking closer.
“A-a! I would stay where I am if I were you...” the knife was quickly back on Masaki's throat, pressing into his soft skin. “You don't want him to get hurt, do you?...”
Wakana kept on taunting and mocking Sho, and Masaki could see the older man starting to shake with anger. It worried him. He didn't want Sho to get hurt because of him; because he acts on his anger even when it was way too obvious that was exactly what Wakana was aiming for. Masaki knew he had to do something to prevent that. And he had to do that now!
By the time Sho's anger was clear on his normally unreadable face - which was embarrassingly soon, Sho had to admit later - Masaki started to slightly panic. Because from the way Wakana's hold slightly slackened on him, the way his words and taunts became more spiteful and disgusting; he knew that it wasn't only him who noticed that Sho was reaching his limit. It was now or never...
“Sho!” he shouted and at the same time he jerked his body against his captor's hold, moving to the side, trying to get away from the other man. He just has to give Sho a small opening, just a small one is enough… Masaki felt pain cutting his body but he didn't care.
He trusted Sho.
The moment Masaki's voice cut through the flood of mocking, it was releasing him from the bounds of blind anger that tried to wash him away. Sho knew. As soon as the younger man’s body was moved to the side enough…
Sho fired once, twice, three times then broke out running…
Someone else fired at the same time with him…
Sho grabbed Masaki by the waist, rolling them farther away from Wakana. Then while covering Masaki with his own body he turned his gun at Wakana again while scanning their surroundings, trying to locate the other shooter.
His opponent laid on the floor unmoving.
Ohno and Nino approached them, guns aimed at the fallen traitor.
Slowly Sho lowered his gun and let out the breath he didn't notice he was holding back.
“He's dead” Ohno confirmed kneeling next to Wakana's body.
Sho nodded but his attention was on Masaki already. He pulled out a small knife from the holder on his leg and cut off the boy's bounds. Then he gently moved the torn and blood soaked shirt to see the wound. Luckily it wasn't too deep. More like a very long scratch...
“What have you done?” Sho murmured though he was relieved it wasn't anything too serious.
Masaki smiled at him weakly, slightly apologetic.
“I had to... You were... walking straight... into his... trap... You were to... do something... stupid... right?” he stuttered a bit, he felt his whole body was shaking with adrenaline.
“So you did something stupid instead?” Sho asked slightly amused as he pulled Masaki close.
The younger man just shrugged, and winced as stinging pain shot through him from the cut on his chest, when suddenly he remembered:
“Toma! He's...!”
“It's okay, Jun took him already. They're on the way to a hospital probably. We agreed before. Whoever gets to him first, takes him out immediately. Though I guess this was Jun's only target...” Sho said shaking his head slightly, though he would be a hypocrite for chiding Jun for his motives. Deep down he was embarrassed to admit that his top priority was Masaki and Masaki only too.
“Must be nice...” Masaki sighed. Adrenaline was fast dissipating from his body. He started to feel weak and tired. “Being loved like that...” he murmured. Unconsciously snuggling close to Sho's chest.
Sho smiled at him gently, caressing his face adoringly.
“Come on, let's get you out of here too” Sho said, helping Masaki to his feet.
“Not to hospital...”
As he tried to found his footing again, Masaki stumbled into Sho.
“Just wanna go home...” Masaki mumbled into Sho's shoulder weakly.
The older man's heart skipped a beat at this, hoping beyond reason that Masaki meant what he thought he did.
“Home?” he asked whispering, searching the other's face.
“Home. With you... Please…” Masaki whispered back, his soft brown eyes shining tiredly but adoringly at the yakuza boss.
“Alright...” Sho nodded, unconsciously leaning a bit closer to the younger man.
A silent cough behind them suddenly reminded Sho just in time that they weren't alone. He looked over his shoulder. Ohno pretended to study the now empty warehouse. He held onto Nino's arm, anchoring him to his current spot, while they had their back to the couple.
“Let's get out of here” Sho ordered, slipping back into his leader role.
Nino was by their side in an instant, supporting Masaki from there. He leant close to his friend’s ear, his whisper low enough so even Sho couldn't hear him.
“I see you don't need me to protect you anymore, Ma-chan…”
Sho lead Masaki straight to his own quarters. The younger man followed his lead without a question. Though maybe he didn't even really realized where they were heading. He was obviously - and understandably - exhausted and since they left Ohno and Nino behind at the warehouse, now he needed all of Sho's support just to put one foot before the other. On their way up to his quarters, Sho left instructions with Kouta who fell in step behind him the moment his Boss entered the building. His orders included that Ohno was in charge for the time being and he was not to be disturbed unless it was life-or-death situation.
“I'm sure you want to take a bath first. Would you like to eat after?” Sho asked gently, swiping away a few stray locks from Masaki's face, when the door to his quarters was closed behind them.
The younger man blinked at him slowly, sleepily as he tried to process the meaning of the words. His mind was really mushy. The only constant thought in his mind was that Sho was there taking care of him...
“Yeah... Bath sounds good... No food... Just sleep...” he mumbled finally.
“Alright then. Here you go... I leave some clothes here for you. If you need anything, I'll be waiting right here, okay?” he said with a soft smile before leaving the boy alone in the bathroom.
It took Masaki longer than normal to finish his bath. His body was sore and aching, the cut on his chest was stinging painfully. And he was so very sleepy... He wanted to curl up in Sho’s arms, just like the yakuza leader let him do in the car while they were brought back to the Sakurai headquarters.
When he finally emerged from the bathroom, he went to look for Sho. He found the older man in what supposed to be his bedroom, he guessed. A futon was laid out on the tatami floor and Sho stood by the window, staring out with a glass of something in his hand.
While Masaki was in the bath, Sho went to pour himself a glass of whiskey. Taking the first sip, he felt the tension slowly drain from his shoulders. He walked over to the window in his bedroom, wondering how weird it was that the world went on its usual way, when his world was on the verge of ending just a few short hours ago. He took another swig of his whiskey, letting the burning feeling remind him of the present. ‘He’s safe now. Masaki is safe now…’ he repeated in his head like a mantra to keep his anger at bay. He was so close to lose him…
“Sho...-sama...” Masaki called him silently. Blush crept on his cheeks when he remembered how casually he addressed the boss not too long ago. He hoped he’ll be forgiven since it happened under such stressful situation.
Sho turned to him immediately. He left his glass at the windowsill and walked to him with a soft smile on his lips. This man was so adorable it made Sho's heart ache with the want to protect him from all the bad things in the world.
“Come, let me see your wound then you can sleep” he murmured softly as he led Masaki to the futon. It took him a few minutes only to dress the wound on Masaki’s chest. After that he tucked him in like a child.
“What 'bout you?...” Masaki asked when he realized he probably hijacked Sho's bed. He should get up, he had a room for his own after all, but he felt so very tired…
“Don't bother with that, just sleep...” Sho waved it off. There was no need for him to know he intended to stay up to watch him over. Even though Wakana was dead and at the moment this was the safest place for Masaki to be at. But Sho really didn’t want to break his promise one more time, even if that lead him to act unreasonably… He wanted to get up but Masaki grabbed his wrist, holding him in place.
“Would you... hold me?” he asked whispering. “Just until I fall asleep... Please...”
Masaki was used to bear his issues alone. He didn't really had a choice, this was how it was in all his life. But today... No, the past few days… It was just too much for him. But Sho... He came for him... And for the second time in his life Masaki hoped. And he dared to reach out to someone...
Sho studied Masaki's face for a second. He wanted to be sure. He needed to know he wasn't imagining things because he simply wanted the younger man. And all he saw in those soft brown eyes were hope, longing with tiny hints of insecurity...
“Sure... Anything you need...” he murmured before laying down, pulling Masaki in his arms, tucking his head under his chin. It felt incredible. To be able to hold this slim, shivering body in his arms caressing his still damp hair, hoping that would help him calm down and fall asleep.
Soft sigh escaped Masaki's lips at Sho's gentle touches. He never in his life felt as safe as in that moment. He moved around a bit to be able to look at the yakuza boss' face.
“Thank you…” he breathed out then closing his eyes, he pressed his lips to Sho’s…
A/N: kyaaa! they kissed finally 🤣🤣🤣🤣 I hope you're as excited for this as I am 😅😅😅 I really was waiting to be able to write Sakuraiba kissing 😍😋