[Script Log] Saeki, Oshitari, Akutsu
Date: Sometime today
Rated: PG-13 (For Aku's mouth, of course)
Summary: Saeki walks in on Akutsu 'babysitting' Oshitari.
Yuushi: *handcuffed on a bed in an empty room, not liking the way Aku is growling at him at all*
Aku: *Just pissy that Arai made him stand guard, the asshole, might as well take it out on the rich prick*
Sae: *knocks* Yo, Akutsu. You wanna have some-- *opens the door, trails off, eyes narrow* What is this?
Aku: *growls* Fresh meat. *snarls at Yuushi*
Yuu: *warily inches back on the bed, glancing furtively at Sae*
Saeki: And who made you the butcher? *eyes narrow*
Aku: *half shrug* Asshole just told me to watch him. The lightning bug brought him in. *wants a cigarette, fucking Arai ordering him not to smoke anymore just to torture him with cigarettes*
Saeki: *eyes narrow more* Know where Ohtori went?
Aku: *smirks* Off to suck Brother Prick's dick I guess. Got a problem, kitty?
Saeki: *sighs at the thought of that, steps in* You want a smoke, don't you? I'll stay here. He's not hard on the eyes. *tries not to think about Ohtori*
Aku: *growls loud enough to make Yuushi flinch a little* Fucking asshole says I can't smoke. *twitches, glares holes into Yuushi* You wanna fuck the little richie here, be my fuckin' guest. *Arai only said to stand guard, which he can do out in the hall, so leaves, slamming the door shut*
Yuushi: *visibly sags onto the bed, relieved that Aku's gone*
Saeki: *sighs* How do you get into messes like this whatever world you're in, Yuushi?
Yuushi: *dryly* Just my fabulously good luck, of course.
Saeki: *can't help but smile at that, then sobers* I'm sorry. I didn't find out about this in time to stop them or warn you. *feels he's failed at his mission*
Yuushi: *matter of fact* I'm guessing it was just as random as the last attempt. I just happened to run across the same mutant again. *still feels a bit singed from Tori, tries to sit up but fails*
Saeki: *feeling torn, wants to help but trying to keep his distance, and turns his back on Yuushi so he won't see if Yuushi's in pain* Silly idiot. Gonna have to talk Bolt out of that before I leave, I see.
Yuushi: Saeki-san...*struggles to sit up again, squeezing eyes tight at the numb achiness of his bound hands* Stay...please.
Saeki: *winces at the "Saeki-san" but doesn't say anything* I'm not going anywhere. *pretends Yuushi means from the room*
Yuushi: I suppose...you cant get...me out of this...*twisting around, or trying to without jostling his wrists too much, muffled gasp of pain into the comforter at his rubbed wrists*
Saeki: *closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, can hear Yuushi's discomfort even without looking* Hold still. *never minds that Yuushi might escape, can't bear to keep him in pain*
Saeki: *loosens them enough to slip free if Yuushi wants*
Yuushi: *stares up at him, grateful* That's better...*slips his hands out and rubs scraped wrists, flexing his numb fingers*
Saeki: *turns away again, not wanting to see the physical marks*
Yuushi: *mutters* I detest bondage...*looks up* Akira....he must be worried by now.
Saeki: *can't help but snort at the remark* Really. I wouldn't have guessed in the other world. Can't you just tell Kir-- oh, right. Sorry. I'll get the message to him later. *thinks that's if Yuushi doesn't escape*
Yuushi: If you would. *sighs* I need to know just what it is they want with me.
Saeki: *shakes his head* You're a chess piece. Ransom. There wasn't any plan to use you. Bolt just saw a chance and took it. *will talk to Ohtori, oh yes*
Yuushi: *dark look* My father will never pay it. They'll never see one yen of it.
Saeki: *gives Yuushi a look, considers, then shakes his head as he doesn't know Oshitari Senior in this life (and he must be quite different if Yuushi feels this way)*
Yuushi: *tentatively stands from the bed, has aches and probably bruises all over* If only my power worked reliably...*puts a hand on Saeki's arm* You must help me get out of here. Please.
Saeki: *all too aware of Yuushi's hand on his arm* Yuushi ...
Yuushi: Saeki...*shakes head* Koujirou. Akira will start looking for me. He'll eventually think to look here. No matter how well he's trained or how fast he is, I don't want him here. I don't want him hurt. *thinks this place has too many memories for him too* I have to get out before he decides to look here. Please! *fists his hand around Saeki's shirt, pulls at the other sleeve to face him*
Saeki: *looks into Yuushi's eyes, regrets it almost the moment it happens, and then looks away* Window's open. If you can jump the two floors. Security's not all that tight here.
Yuushi: *hears footsteps, assuming its Aku. Eyes widen, doesn't want to break Saeki's cover or be re-cuffed, grabs Sae and drags him close* You're supposed to be having your way with me....*kisses, tries to make it look good like Sae's forcing him*
Aku: *peeks in, grunts, leaves again, restless*
Saeki: *didn't expect that, eyes widen, but then as Akutsu opens the door Saeki realizes what's going on, and at least doesn't struggle. When Akutsu leaves, though, Saeki doesn't let go*
Yuushi: *fists still around Saeki's shirt, somehow got lost in the kiss and all but melts against Sae, not thinking*
Saeki: *curses himself inwardly, missing Yuushi and Akira like mad, and pushes Yuushi to the bed, needing badly*
Yuushi: *fall partially breaks him from his lustful stupor, stares wide-eyed up at Saeki, trying to sort it all out rapidly and failing, reaches out a hand*
Saeki: *notices the hand, looks at it a moment, and then remembers what universe he's in; face twists, and he pushes off Yuushi*
Yuushi: *almost grabs for him and stops himself, remembering Akira and feeling horribly ashamed* I...I apologize...*hangs head, fingers tracing his lips where he can still feel Sae's*
Saeki: *scowling, might feel some empathy with Akutsu right now* You'd better be sorry. I'm not telling Akira.
Yuushi: *head snaps up, giving Sae a reproving glare* I'd tell him myself. Akira and I don't keep secrets any longer. *but realizes how this is going to hurt his lover and hangs his head again, trying to figure it out* Why did I do that?
Saeki: Damned if I know. *retreats to the other side of the room because he can't keep himself from just throwing everything to heck and ravishing Yuushi if he stays there on top*
Yuushi: *talking softly to himself* It's...like how it feels to kiss Akira...*doesn't like where his thoughts are taking him, adds to the distance between them by scooting up against the bed's headboard* You...forgot which one I was, didn't you?
Saeki: *lets the silence speak for itself, not trusting himself to speak because it hurts to miss two people so badly*
Yuushi: *looking down at his hands and definitely not at Sae* Are we so very different?
Saeki: *grunted answer* Not at all.
Yuushi: *frowns* Then this smacks of fate. It would certainly explain the attraction...*looks away, decides to attempt to get himself out of here and create an illusion to distract Aku. Tries as hard as he can for a moment, then gasps in pain and clutches his head*
Saeki: *hears the gasp and is by Yuushi's side in moments* What's wrong?
Yuushi: *gritting his teeth, clawing at his temples* Connection...there...can't do...anything...*so stupid, now he could conceivably have a severe migraine for days*
Saeki: *heart winces, and he gets onto the bed, gathering Yuushi into his arms as he holds him and nuzzles lightly against Yuushi's head, hoping to at least provide some comfort to soothe the pain*
Yuushi: *drags fingernails into Sae's shirt, until they fist into the fabric, panting and writhing at the pain, quietly whimpering*
Saeki: *arms tighten as his chest aches, and he squeezes Yuushi, nuzzling him soothingly and making soft sounds to help Yuushi with the pain*
Yuushi: *sobs Akira's name, burrowing his face harder into Sae's chest, trying to calm down enough to breathe through the pain like he was taught*
Aku: *pokes head in again, keeps hearing weird ass noises* Now what the fuck?
Saeki: *snarls at Akutsu, showing a bit of the tiger* Mind your own business and get the fuck out.
Yuushi: *clings to him tighter, instinctively trying to move away from Akutsu*
Aku: *snarls back* Ya don't fucking order me, kitty. You fuck him up, you report your ass to Brother Blackguard and that Sakaki asshole. *smirks and slams the door*
Yuushi: *whimpers at the noise*
Saeki: *snarls softly under his breath* Fuck you too. *turns his attention back to Yuushi, soothing again* He's gone now.
Yuushi: *sags on him, can still feel that connection festering and doesn't know how to get rid of it without more pain, just tries again to breathe deep and rhythmically, listening to Saeki's heartbeat*
Saeki: *strokes, trying not to linger too long, though he's not sure how successful he is at that* I'm here, Yuu. Breathe, just breathe. I'm here.
Yuushi: *does that for about ten minutes, gradually feeling the piercing pain fade a little and the throbbing ache lingering, which he can deal with better* ...Akira...calls me that...*rests his head weakly on Sae's shoulder and slumps, still breathing in and out*
Saeki: *nods* Yeah, babe. I know. Me too. *closes his eyes and decides that for now, he doesn't care which Yuushi this is*
Yuushi: *comforted by that, strangely, vague subconscious thought that Saeki feel safe* What...are we like...in your world? *just wants the distraction of Sae talking, voice is soothing* Am I...crippled there as well? *laughs shakily*
Saeki: We ... just are, Yuu. *weighs the pros and cons of telling the truth* It gets better. They messed with your head there, but you were getting better. *squeezes Yuushi* You had us.
Yuushi: Akira....and you? *eyesight is getting fuzzy, unfocusing* Were you my sanity? *breathy little laugh, small hiss and shuts eyes, definitely a migraine coming on*
Saeki: *senses the migraine, and reaches up to stroke Yuushi's head/hair* Yeah. *doesn't say more than that*
Yuushi: *muffled groan* So stupid...knew I couldn't do it...please stay...*suspects he might pass out*
Saeki: *sighs and nods, couldn't leave if he wanted to, not with Yuushi like this* Yeah, Yuu, I'll stay.
Yuushi: *does indeed pass out in Saeki's arms*
Rated: PG-13 (For Aku's mouth, of course)
Summary: Saeki walks in on Akutsu 'babysitting' Oshitari.
Yuushi: *handcuffed on a bed in an empty room, not liking the way Aku is growling at him at all*
Aku: *Just pissy that Arai made him stand guard, the asshole, might as well take it out on the rich prick*
Sae: *knocks* Yo, Akutsu. You wanna have some-- *opens the door, trails off, eyes narrow* What is this?
Aku: *growls* Fresh meat. *snarls at Yuushi*
Yuu: *warily inches back on the bed, glancing furtively at Sae*
Saeki: And who made you the butcher? *eyes narrow*
Aku: *half shrug* Asshole just told me to watch him. The lightning bug brought him in. *wants a cigarette, fucking Arai ordering him not to smoke anymore just to torture him with cigarettes*
Saeki: *eyes narrow more* Know where Ohtori went?
Aku: *smirks* Off to suck Brother Prick's dick I guess. Got a problem, kitty?
Saeki: *sighs at the thought of that, steps in* You want a smoke, don't you? I'll stay here. He's not hard on the eyes. *tries not to think about Ohtori*
Aku: *growls loud enough to make Yuushi flinch a little* Fucking asshole says I can't smoke. *twitches, glares holes into Yuushi* You wanna fuck the little richie here, be my fuckin' guest. *Arai only said to stand guard, which he can do out in the hall, so leaves, slamming the door shut*
Yuushi: *visibly sags onto the bed, relieved that Aku's gone*
Saeki: *sighs* How do you get into messes like this whatever world you're in, Yuushi?
Yuushi: *dryly* Just my fabulously good luck, of course.
Saeki: *can't help but smile at that, then sobers* I'm sorry. I didn't find out about this in time to stop them or warn you. *feels he's failed at his mission*
Yuushi: *matter of fact* I'm guessing it was just as random as the last attempt. I just happened to run across the same mutant again. *still feels a bit singed from Tori, tries to sit up but fails*
Saeki: *feeling torn, wants to help but trying to keep his distance, and turns his back on Yuushi so he won't see if Yuushi's in pain* Silly idiot. Gonna have to talk Bolt out of that before I leave, I see.
Yuushi: Saeki-san...*struggles to sit up again, squeezing eyes tight at the numb achiness of his bound hands* Stay...please.
Saeki: *winces at the "Saeki-san" but doesn't say anything* I'm not going anywhere. *pretends Yuushi means from the room*
Yuushi: I suppose...you cant get...me out of this...*twisting around, or trying to without jostling his wrists too much, muffled gasp of pain into the comforter at his rubbed wrists*
Saeki: *closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, can hear Yuushi's discomfort even without looking* Hold still. *never minds that Yuushi might escape, can't bear to keep him in pain*
Saeki: *loosens them enough to slip free if Yuushi wants*
Yuushi: *stares up at him, grateful* That's better...*slips his hands out and rubs scraped wrists, flexing his numb fingers*
Saeki: *turns away again, not wanting to see the physical marks*
Yuushi: *mutters* I detest bondage...*looks up* Akira....he must be worried by now.
Saeki: *can't help but snort at the remark* Really. I wouldn't have guessed in the other world. Can't you just tell Kir-- oh, right. Sorry. I'll get the message to him later. *thinks that's if Yuushi doesn't escape*
Yuushi: If you would. *sighs* I need to know just what it is they want with me.
Saeki: *shakes his head* You're a chess piece. Ransom. There wasn't any plan to use you. Bolt just saw a chance and took it. *will talk to Ohtori, oh yes*
Yuushi: *dark look* My father will never pay it. They'll never see one yen of it.
Saeki: *gives Yuushi a look, considers, then shakes his head as he doesn't know Oshitari Senior in this life (and he must be quite different if Yuushi feels this way)*
Yuushi: *tentatively stands from the bed, has aches and probably bruises all over* If only my power worked reliably...*puts a hand on Saeki's arm* You must help me get out of here. Please.
Saeki: *all too aware of Yuushi's hand on his arm* Yuushi ...
Yuushi: Saeki...*shakes head* Koujirou. Akira will start looking for me. He'll eventually think to look here. No matter how well he's trained or how fast he is, I don't want him here. I don't want him hurt. *thinks this place has too many memories for him too* I have to get out before he decides to look here. Please! *fists his hand around Saeki's shirt, pulls at the other sleeve to face him*
Saeki: *looks into Yuushi's eyes, regrets it almost the moment it happens, and then looks away* Window's open. If you can jump the two floors. Security's not all that tight here.
Yuushi: *hears footsteps, assuming its Aku. Eyes widen, doesn't want to break Saeki's cover or be re-cuffed, grabs Sae and drags him close* You're supposed to be having your way with me....*kisses, tries to make it look good like Sae's forcing him*
Aku: *peeks in, grunts, leaves again, restless*
Saeki: *didn't expect that, eyes widen, but then as Akutsu opens the door Saeki realizes what's going on, and at least doesn't struggle. When Akutsu leaves, though, Saeki doesn't let go*
Yuushi: *fists still around Saeki's shirt, somehow got lost in the kiss and all but melts against Sae, not thinking*
Saeki: *curses himself inwardly, missing Yuushi and Akira like mad, and pushes Yuushi to the bed, needing badly*
Yuushi: *fall partially breaks him from his lustful stupor, stares wide-eyed up at Saeki, trying to sort it all out rapidly and failing, reaches out a hand*
Saeki: *notices the hand, looks at it a moment, and then remembers what universe he's in; face twists, and he pushes off Yuushi*
Yuushi: *almost grabs for him and stops himself, remembering Akira and feeling horribly ashamed* I...I apologize...*hangs head, fingers tracing his lips where he can still feel Sae's*
Saeki: *scowling, might feel some empathy with Akutsu right now* You'd better be sorry. I'm not telling Akira.
Yuushi: *head snaps up, giving Sae a reproving glare* I'd tell him myself. Akira and I don't keep secrets any longer. *but realizes how this is going to hurt his lover and hangs his head again, trying to figure it out* Why did I do that?
Saeki: Damned if I know. *retreats to the other side of the room because he can't keep himself from just throwing everything to heck and ravishing Yuushi if he stays there on top*
Yuushi: *talking softly to himself* It's...like how it feels to kiss Akira...*doesn't like where his thoughts are taking him, adds to the distance between them by scooting up against the bed's headboard* You...forgot which one I was, didn't you?
Saeki: *lets the silence speak for itself, not trusting himself to speak because it hurts to miss two people so badly*
Yuushi: *looking down at his hands and definitely not at Sae* Are we so very different?
Saeki: *grunted answer* Not at all.
Yuushi: *frowns* Then this smacks of fate. It would certainly explain the attraction...*looks away, decides to attempt to get himself out of here and create an illusion to distract Aku. Tries as hard as he can for a moment, then gasps in pain and clutches his head*
Saeki: *hears the gasp and is by Yuushi's side in moments* What's wrong?
Yuushi: *gritting his teeth, clawing at his temples* Connection...there...can't do...anything...*so stupid, now he could conceivably have a severe migraine for days*
Saeki: *heart winces, and he gets onto the bed, gathering Yuushi into his arms as he holds him and nuzzles lightly against Yuushi's head, hoping to at least provide some comfort to soothe the pain*
Yuushi: *drags fingernails into Sae's shirt, until they fist into the fabric, panting and writhing at the pain, quietly whimpering*
Saeki: *arms tighten as his chest aches, and he squeezes Yuushi, nuzzling him soothingly and making soft sounds to help Yuushi with the pain*
Yuushi: *sobs Akira's name, burrowing his face harder into Sae's chest, trying to calm down enough to breathe through the pain like he was taught*
Aku: *pokes head in again, keeps hearing weird ass noises* Now what the fuck?
Saeki: *snarls at Akutsu, showing a bit of the tiger* Mind your own business and get the fuck out.
Yuushi: *clings to him tighter, instinctively trying to move away from Akutsu*
Aku: *snarls back* Ya don't fucking order me, kitty. You fuck him up, you report your ass to Brother Blackguard and that Sakaki asshole. *smirks and slams the door*
Yuushi: *whimpers at the noise*
Saeki: *snarls softly under his breath* Fuck you too. *turns his attention back to Yuushi, soothing again* He's gone now.
Yuushi: *sags on him, can still feel that connection festering and doesn't know how to get rid of it without more pain, just tries again to breathe deep and rhythmically, listening to Saeki's heartbeat*
Saeki: *strokes, trying not to linger too long, though he's not sure how successful he is at that* I'm here, Yuu. Breathe, just breathe. I'm here.
Yuushi: *does that for about ten minutes, gradually feeling the piercing pain fade a little and the throbbing ache lingering, which he can deal with better* ...Akira...calls me that...*rests his head weakly on Sae's shoulder and slumps, still breathing in and out*
Saeki: *nods* Yeah, babe. I know. Me too. *closes his eyes and decides that for now, he doesn't care which Yuushi this is*
Yuushi: *comforted by that, strangely, vague subconscious thought that Saeki feel safe* What...are we like...in your world? *just wants the distraction of Sae talking, voice is soothing* Am I...crippled there as well? *laughs shakily*
Saeki: We ... just are, Yuu. *weighs the pros and cons of telling the truth* It gets better. They messed with your head there, but you were getting better. *squeezes Yuushi* You had us.
Yuushi: Akira....and you? *eyesight is getting fuzzy, unfocusing* Were you my sanity? *breathy little laugh, small hiss and shuts eyes, definitely a migraine coming on*
Saeki: *senses the migraine, and reaches up to stroke Yuushi's head/hair* Yeah. *doesn't say more than that*
Yuushi: *muffled groan* So stupid...knew I couldn't do it...please stay...*suspects he might pass out*
Saeki: *sighs and nods, couldn't leave if he wanted to, not with Yuushi like this* Yeah, Yuu, I'll stay.
Yuushi: *does indeed pass out in Saeki's arms*