hurricane [7/?]
title: hurricane
author: hika_nishi
pairing: masuda/tegoshi
rating: pg-13
disclaimer: I own the computer I typed this on. That's it.
summary: Five years ago, he would have thought today was going to be terrible, but after what he’d been through, nothing in his life could be that bad, not out here in the real world.
note: sequel to Beautiful World. Most of this is probably unclear without reading that first.
Previous: 01 02 03 04 05 06
Somehow, they make it through the rest of the week. Masuda is miserable and distracted at work, calling Yuya at least once every couple hours to make sure he’s okay. At his request, Shige and Tomohisa looks out for him during the day, going so far as hanging around with him at school like bodyguards. It makes Masuda feel just a bit less stressed over it, but he’s only completely relieved when he comes home and sees Yuya smiling at him, safe and happy.
When he gets home on Friday, he collapses on the couch, sighing heavily. Yuya drapes his small body over him, Masuda’s arms wrapping around his waist. “Takahisa looks tired,” he says pressing his lips against Masuda’s jaw.
“Worrying about you all day is exhausting,” he smiles, hand running up the back of Yuya's shirt, brushing along his spine.
He giggles lightly. “I can help you relieve that stress later,” he says in a low, breathy voice that makes Masuda shiver, in a positive way. “But you have to let me top.”
“Anything you say, Yuya,” he puts a hand behind Yuya’s head. “I’ll be in your hands.” He pulls him down into a kiss, Yuya’s tongue sliding through his lips.
They pull apart when they hear Tomohisa let out a groan. “Could you not discuss your bedroom activities or swap saliva on my bed?” Yuya sits up laughing, Masuda shrinks into the corner of the sofa.
“Aw, Takahisa,” Yuya pokes at his cheek, scoots closer and leans against him, whispering in his ear with a grin. “He’s just jealous that we’re so hot.” Masuda laughs quietly, flicks Yuya’s head jokingly.
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Tomohisa has a date that night, or what Yuya defines as a date. According to Tomohisa, it was more of boys night out, partying and club hopping with, and he invites Shige along just to prove the point. Masuda assumes he’s still not entirely comfortable with the fact that he’s dating a man, but then again, he may have brought Shige along for his own benefit. It was no secret, at least to Masuda, that Tomohisa and Yuya had been wanting to take Shige out for the last few days, hoping that there was a slim chance he could find someone to fill the space Keiichiro left. Or maybe he was just trying to spare him after Yuya’s candid discussion of his plans for tonight. Either way, they’re alone now, and Yuya takes full advantage of that.
“Oh god, Yuya!” Masuda tosses his head back, fingers tangling in Yuya’s hair. He feels his lips curve into a smile against his shoulder, his free hand sliding over Masuda’s damp skin. Yuya kisses Masuda’s lips softly, presses their foreheads together, breathlessly repeating, I love you, over and over until he comes, buried deep inside Masuda. He pauses to catch his breath, Masuda making an involuntary whining sound, Yuya smiles down at him, kindly and sleepily, crawls down his body to finish him off with his mouth. Masuda forgets to breathe, lost in passion.
When he can process his surroundings again, Yuya falls to the pillow beside him. “How’d I do, Taka?” his voice is hoarse, breathy.
Masuda reaches to the side, running his hand down Yuya’s arm until their hands lock together, waiting until he gets his breath back. “That was, incredible.”
Yuya smiles, throws an arm over Masuda’s chest. “Shower?”
“Give me a minute,” he mumbles, breathing deeply.
“Takahisa?” Yuya asks quietly after a moment. “Did we do the right thing?”
“Huh?”
“Going to the police. I mean, I know it was the right thing to do, but,” he starts drawing circles on Masuda’s chest with a finger, “I can’t shake this feeling.”
“Yuya,” Masuda rolls on his side, looks him in the eye. “Nothing’s going to happen to you, it’ll be fine.”
“You’re sure?”
Masuda smiles, kisses him deeply. “Of course I am,” he runs his thumb over Yuya’s cheek, coaxing out a smile.
He laughs quietly. “You know, I think after I die, I want to come back as a girl.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Masuda laughs.
“I want to come back as a girl. Then when Yuuko meets Takahisa, we can get married and I’ll give you all the little Takahisas you want.” He tightens his grip around Masuda’s waist.
“You’re beyond weird, Yuya.”
“You say that like it’s something you just noticed,” he pouts, but it’s obviously not serious.
“I would marry, you know,” Masuda says softly, brushing Yuya’s hair with his fingers.
The bed creaks as Yuya sits up, giggling as he grabs Masuda’s hand, taking the silver band off his right hand, slipping it onto the ring finger of his left hand. He does the same to himself. “As far as I’m concerned, we’re married now. You’re stuck with your Yuya forever.”
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There’s a knocking in his dream, or at least he thought it was in a dream, until he hears Tomohisa’s voice calling from the other side of the bedroom door. “Yuya, phone!” Masuda looks to the side, Yuya’s sleeping, smiling face inches away from his own, giving him a warm feeling in his stomach.
He shakes him gently. “Yuya, baby,” he whispers, “wake up.” It takes a few moments, but Yuya’s eyes finally blink open, flashing a loving smile. Tomohisa knocks again.
Yuya gives Masuda a tender kiss before sliding out of bed, throwing on his bathrobe before walking out of the room. Masuda gets dressed and follows behind him, Yuya is on the phone when he gets out, biting his lip, smile faded. “I, I can come down today. Yes, I. Okay.” He moves slowly when he hangs up the phone.
Shige walks around the couch, puts a hand on his shoulder. “Yuya?”
“They have him at the station. They want me to come down while they talk to him.”
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Masuda holds Yuya’s hand while they stand on the other side of the glass with Shige and Tomohisa, staring ahead as one of the officers asks questions to Yuya’s former PE teacher. His expression is serious, almost pained, Masuda tightens the grip on his hand. “Maybe he found his father’s porn stash as a child and it did something to him. I’m not saying he’s a bad person,” he says to the officer calmly, his voice coming through a speaker on the wall, “but he’s confused. You know he spent years in a mental institution? He’s a pathological liar with an insatiable lust and a violent temper. He throws himself at me, making eyes and swinging those hips. He wanted it. You can’t fault him for being mistaken, though.”
“That’s not true,” Yuya mumbles, Masuda wraps his arms around his shoulders.
The officer leaves the interview room for a moment, goes back in wheeling a television behind him. “What’s going on?” Masuda asks another officer who is waiting with them outside.
“They found a tape in the search of his house.”
“Tape?” Masuda lets Yuya go for a moment, walks closer to the glass so he can see the screen. Yuya is on it, asking, Where’s Takahisa?, voice slightly off. The teacher helps him into a bed, tells him Takahisa will show up if you’re a good boy. Yuya smiles, says, Okay, in a daze before the man starts to pull off his clothes without a fight.
He can hear Yuya’s breathing pick up next to him, tells the officer to turn off the speaker. “I’m gonna to be sick,” he says in a small voice, Tomohisa puts an arm around his shoulders, leads him away quickly in the direction of the bathroom.
Masuda leans his back against the glass. “I want to punch that man in the jaw. Then castrate him. Talking about Yuya like he’s some kind of whore...”
“It disgusting,” Shige says, sitting back in a chair, arms crossed. Masuda glances behind him, looking through the glass, grinning slightly at how the man squirms in his chair, his lawyer leaning over to whisper in his ear.
When Tomohisa joins them again, he’s carrying Yuya on his back, lowering him into a chair with Shige’s help. “He passed out in the bathroom. I think he’s a little overwhelmed.” Masuda hurries to sit beside him, brushing brown hair from his face.
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Masuda is a little disappointed that Yuya isn’t conscious to see them take the teacher away, after he’s pleaded guilty, going to jail. He shouts back at Yuya that he knows he’ll be waiting for him, it almost makes Masuda laugh in its impossibility. He carries Yuya to the car, holding him tightly, stares at his face for the whole drive home, occasionally tracing his jaw with a finger. He finally opens his eyes on the elevator in their apartment. “Where are we?” he mumbles, sleepily.
“Home.”
“Do I have to go through a trial?”
“No.”
Tomohisa opens the door, Masuda notices a grin cross Yuya’s face as he puts his arms around his neck. “Take me to bed.” He does as he’s told, pushes the door open with his shoulder, lays Yuya down on the bed gently, kissing his forehead. “I love you, Taka.”
Masuda smiles, kisses him softly. “I know.”
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I was doing like four things at the same time while writing this, so I hope I didn't lose it in the middle somewhere XD
I had a minor freak out during that last ep of Soukon when Massu took off after Tego got hurt...and I'm now totally fascinated by Tego's thighs XD And I think Massu is sexy lately XD
author: hika_nishi
pairing: masuda/tegoshi
rating: pg-13
disclaimer: I own the computer I typed this on. That's it.
summary: Five years ago, he would have thought today was going to be terrible, but after what he’d been through, nothing in his life could be that bad, not out here in the real world.
note: sequel to Beautiful World. Most of this is probably unclear without reading that first.
Previous: 01 02 03 04 05 06
Somehow, they make it through the rest of the week. Masuda is miserable and distracted at work, calling Yuya at least once every couple hours to make sure he’s okay. At his request, Shige and Tomohisa looks out for him during the day, going so far as hanging around with him at school like bodyguards. It makes Masuda feel just a bit less stressed over it, but he’s only completely relieved when he comes home and sees Yuya smiling at him, safe and happy.
When he gets home on Friday, he collapses on the couch, sighing heavily. Yuya drapes his small body over him, Masuda’s arms wrapping around his waist. “Takahisa looks tired,” he says pressing his lips against Masuda’s jaw.
“Worrying about you all day is exhausting,” he smiles, hand running up the back of Yuya's shirt, brushing along his spine.
He giggles lightly. “I can help you relieve that stress later,” he says in a low, breathy voice that makes Masuda shiver, in a positive way. “But you have to let me top.”
“Anything you say, Yuya,” he puts a hand behind Yuya’s head. “I’ll be in your hands.” He pulls him down into a kiss, Yuya’s tongue sliding through his lips.
They pull apart when they hear Tomohisa let out a groan. “Could you not discuss your bedroom activities or swap saliva on my bed?” Yuya sits up laughing, Masuda shrinks into the corner of the sofa.
“Aw, Takahisa,” Yuya pokes at his cheek, scoots closer and leans against him, whispering in his ear with a grin. “He’s just jealous that we’re so hot.” Masuda laughs quietly, flicks Yuya’s head jokingly.
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Tomohisa has a date that night, or what Yuya defines as a date. According to Tomohisa, it was more of boys night out, partying and club hopping with, and he invites Shige along just to prove the point. Masuda assumes he’s still not entirely comfortable with the fact that he’s dating a man, but then again, he may have brought Shige along for his own benefit. It was no secret, at least to Masuda, that Tomohisa and Yuya had been wanting to take Shige out for the last few days, hoping that there was a slim chance he could find someone to fill the space Keiichiro left. Or maybe he was just trying to spare him after Yuya’s candid discussion of his plans for tonight. Either way, they’re alone now, and Yuya takes full advantage of that.
“Oh god, Yuya!” Masuda tosses his head back, fingers tangling in Yuya’s hair. He feels his lips curve into a smile against his shoulder, his free hand sliding over Masuda’s damp skin. Yuya kisses Masuda’s lips softly, presses their foreheads together, breathlessly repeating, I love you, over and over until he comes, buried deep inside Masuda. He pauses to catch his breath, Masuda making an involuntary whining sound, Yuya smiles down at him, kindly and sleepily, crawls down his body to finish him off with his mouth. Masuda forgets to breathe, lost in passion.
When he can process his surroundings again, Yuya falls to the pillow beside him. “How’d I do, Taka?” his voice is hoarse, breathy.
Masuda reaches to the side, running his hand down Yuya’s arm until their hands lock together, waiting until he gets his breath back. “That was, incredible.”
Yuya smiles, throws an arm over Masuda’s chest. “Shower?”
“Give me a minute,” he mumbles, breathing deeply.
“Takahisa?” Yuya asks quietly after a moment. “Did we do the right thing?”
“Huh?”
“Going to the police. I mean, I know it was the right thing to do, but,” he starts drawing circles on Masuda’s chest with a finger, “I can’t shake this feeling.”
“Yuya,” Masuda rolls on his side, looks him in the eye. “Nothing’s going to happen to you, it’ll be fine.”
“You’re sure?”
Masuda smiles, kisses him deeply. “Of course I am,” he runs his thumb over Yuya’s cheek, coaxing out a smile.
He laughs quietly. “You know, I think after I die, I want to come back as a girl.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Masuda laughs.
“I want to come back as a girl. Then when Yuuko meets Takahisa, we can get married and I’ll give you all the little Takahisas you want.” He tightens his grip around Masuda’s waist.
“You’re beyond weird, Yuya.”
“You say that like it’s something you just noticed,” he pouts, but it’s obviously not serious.
“I would marry, you know,” Masuda says softly, brushing Yuya’s hair with his fingers.
The bed creaks as Yuya sits up, giggling as he grabs Masuda’s hand, taking the silver band off his right hand, slipping it onto the ring finger of his left hand. He does the same to himself. “As far as I’m concerned, we’re married now. You’re stuck with your Yuya forever.”
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There’s a knocking in his dream, or at least he thought it was in a dream, until he hears Tomohisa’s voice calling from the other side of the bedroom door. “Yuya, phone!” Masuda looks to the side, Yuya’s sleeping, smiling face inches away from his own, giving him a warm feeling in his stomach.
He shakes him gently. “Yuya, baby,” he whispers, “wake up.” It takes a few moments, but Yuya’s eyes finally blink open, flashing a loving smile. Tomohisa knocks again.
Yuya gives Masuda a tender kiss before sliding out of bed, throwing on his bathrobe before walking out of the room. Masuda gets dressed and follows behind him, Yuya is on the phone when he gets out, biting his lip, smile faded. “I, I can come down today. Yes, I. Okay.” He moves slowly when he hangs up the phone.
Shige walks around the couch, puts a hand on his shoulder. “Yuya?”
“They have him at the station. They want me to come down while they talk to him.”
++++
Masuda holds Yuya’s hand while they stand on the other side of the glass with Shige and Tomohisa, staring ahead as one of the officers asks questions to Yuya’s former PE teacher. His expression is serious, almost pained, Masuda tightens the grip on his hand. “Maybe he found his father’s porn stash as a child and it did something to him. I’m not saying he’s a bad person,” he says to the officer calmly, his voice coming through a speaker on the wall, “but he’s confused. You know he spent years in a mental institution? He’s a pathological liar with an insatiable lust and a violent temper. He throws himself at me, making eyes and swinging those hips. He wanted it. You can’t fault him for being mistaken, though.”
“That’s not true,” Yuya mumbles, Masuda wraps his arms around his shoulders.
The officer leaves the interview room for a moment, goes back in wheeling a television behind him. “What’s going on?” Masuda asks another officer who is waiting with them outside.
“They found a tape in the search of his house.”
“Tape?” Masuda lets Yuya go for a moment, walks closer to the glass so he can see the screen. Yuya is on it, asking, Where’s Takahisa?, voice slightly off. The teacher helps him into a bed, tells him Takahisa will show up if you’re a good boy. Yuya smiles, says, Okay, in a daze before the man starts to pull off his clothes without a fight.
He can hear Yuya’s breathing pick up next to him, tells the officer to turn off the speaker. “I’m gonna to be sick,” he says in a small voice, Tomohisa puts an arm around his shoulders, leads him away quickly in the direction of the bathroom.
Masuda leans his back against the glass. “I want to punch that man in the jaw. Then castrate him. Talking about Yuya like he’s some kind of whore...”
“It disgusting,” Shige says, sitting back in a chair, arms crossed. Masuda glances behind him, looking through the glass, grinning slightly at how the man squirms in his chair, his lawyer leaning over to whisper in his ear.
When Tomohisa joins them again, he’s carrying Yuya on his back, lowering him into a chair with Shige’s help. “He passed out in the bathroom. I think he’s a little overwhelmed.” Masuda hurries to sit beside him, brushing brown hair from his face.
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Masuda is a little disappointed that Yuya isn’t conscious to see them take the teacher away, after he’s pleaded guilty, going to jail. He shouts back at Yuya that he knows he’ll be waiting for him, it almost makes Masuda laugh in its impossibility. He carries Yuya to the car, holding him tightly, stares at his face for the whole drive home, occasionally tracing his jaw with a finger. He finally opens his eyes on the elevator in their apartment. “Where are we?” he mumbles, sleepily.
“Home.”
“Do I have to go through a trial?”
“No.”
Tomohisa opens the door, Masuda notices a grin cross Yuya’s face as he puts his arms around his neck. “Take me to bed.” He does as he’s told, pushes the door open with his shoulder, lays Yuya down on the bed gently, kissing his forehead. “I love you, Taka.”
Masuda smiles, kisses him softly. “I know.”
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I was doing like four things at the same time while writing this, so I hope I didn't lose it in the middle somewhere XD
I had a minor freak out during that last ep of Soukon when Massu took off after Tego got hurt...and I'm now totally fascinated by Tego's thighs XD And I think Massu is sexy lately XD