Wildman Takuya Part 11
Title: Wildman Takuya
Pairing/Group: TakuGoro [this chapter is all 2top bromance though]
Rating: PG-13 [this chapter]
Genre: Adventure, Romance
Summary: The basic story of Tarzan but with Smap.
“I need a break!” Nakai flopped down under a tree to sit in the cool shade. It was barely a comfort with the heat shimmering off the ground. Wiping his sweat off with the shirt he had stopped bothering to wear weeks ago. His now carmel skin was drenched in sweat from the unnatural heat. Blowing his bangs out of his face he noticed Takuya staring at him. He was not pleased. Sighing he ignored the other man for now. The jungle man had been very grumpy for the past few days about their progress. Two months and they still hadn’t seen civilization. He knew they were close though, pulling out Shingo’s map again. Unfolding it on his knees, he rubbed his rough jaw. ‘Man I need to shave again’ he thought to himself as he pulled out a pencil to keep track of their progress. Small tallies at the bottom of the page kept track of the days. A light line drawn on the map tracing the estimated path. Adding the meager path they had gotten so far today. He was a bit disappointed in the progr- “TOO SLOW!” Takuya’s yell made him jump out of his skin.
“Why are you yelling at me?!” he barked back folding up the map. “Because you have to take constant break!” the other man snapped right back. His speech had quite improved over 2 months. He was fairly fluent in Japanese and Nakai’s English had improved, even if his pronunciation hadn’t. Jumping up to his feet “Sorry I am not some super human jungle guy who has endless stamina and can swing through trees!” Takuya copied his action “Just take less breaks and try harder! Not asking you to be me!” Stomping out into the sun “I could have made this trip by myself! I don’t need you!” meeting him in the middle and towering over him, he snarled “You would have died if I not here!”
That's when Nakai punched him in the face. Snarling Takuya grabbed him. He had beaten gorillas and lions! This little man thought he had a chance?! Nakai slipped from his grip before he could clamp down on his arm completely. Takuya was fast, strong and smart but Nakai was smarter. He had been fighting against bigger and stronger opponents since he was a tiny troublemaker. Keeping a cool head he managed to get a few good punches in. Not doing much damage, he really did nothing but annoy the bigger man. But that annoyance felt good. It was only a few minutes till he was taken down to the ground. They rolled around in a bit of a struggle till Takuya pinned him down and angrily roaring at the top on his lungs right in Nakai’s face. “Aw, SHUT UP!” the other man was completely unfazed by this point. But the feminine scream in response made both of them jump. Standing down the path was a dark skinned woman, shrieking. She swooned a little, both of them scrambling forward towards her “NONONONONONONONO” Takuya caught her as she fainted. Nakai just sighed.
“Fuck”
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“Thats an interesting story! You poor souls.” The priest watched over the two men as they shoveled food down their throats. “You are welcome here as long as you pitch in. We will even find you both” he looked Takuya up and down “some clothes.” It was dark by the time they had gotten to the missionary. It was an easy trip once the woman had awakened and lead them back. “It's a bit chilly in this place at night, let me get you some tea” Nakai paused in his eating “Tea?” the priest came back with the fresh pot that had been made for the three of them.
Pouring a cup for each, Takuya tentatively picked his up. It was warm! Carefully sniffing at the liquid it steamed up his nose. He tasted it carefully, TOO HOT, he started blowing on the tea quickly. Nakai grinned at him “Nekojita!” It took him a moment to work out what the phrase meant, angrily sticking his tongue out at the other man once he realized it. Laughing loudly and drinking his own tea. His eyes were wet, tears flowed down his face and around his smile.
“This tea sucks” he said as he happily poured himself a second cup.
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Takuya was nervous. There were so many people. He made sure to stick close to the other man. Only talking when necessary. He pulled on his coat a bit. He wasn’t used to wearing so many clothes but he knew he had too if he was to be accepted. It had been a few weeks of hard labour at farms (and some clever gambling from Nakai) to be able to get passage to the big settlement on the edge of the jungle. Then plan was to work and gamble their way to tickets to France where a branch of Nakai’s business was so they could get enough money to head to America.
Nakai swore when he found out that the post was only picked up every few weeks. He wouldn’t even be able to get a letter to the office for quite a bit and the settlement had a telegraph office but the prices made him swear even louder. Takuya had to drag him away from the poor desk clerk. ‘What are we going to do now? We don’t have a lot of money” Nakai straighten himself up from his outburst. “I need a drink”
Takuya wasn’t a fan of alcohol. He sipped on his drink and the warmth was pleasant but he didn’t like what it did to his senses. He did love seeing his friend get drunk. The man was loud and much more pleasant than his normal grumpy self. Smiling while watching the small man attempt to flirt with a waitress. Like usual he was failing miserably. At least he wasn’t crying, though that also made Takuya laugh.
His eyes wandered over the other patrons of the gentlemans club they were in. His eyes settling on what was obviously some big game hunters. He scoffed at the Englishman's large guns. A loud roar made everyone in the bar stop. The hair on Takuya’s neck bristled. It was a lion prowling close the edge of the settlement, where the bar was. “I could kill that thing naked armed only with a knife!” one of the gentleman boasted. “I’d bet 5,000 pounds you couldn’t!” his other friend jokes. The other guy shoots back “That would be a fool's bet cause I wouldn’t be back to collect from!’ they laughed all over one another. “He would need a rope as well” the Englishmen looked over at Takuya. “Then it could be done. Easily” They looked over Takuya’s plain clothes. Only his slim silhouette showed, not his muscular tone. So to them he just looked like a boasting thin Asian man. “Do you think you can do it?” one of them sneered. ‘Of course he can.” Nakai piped up. “But for 10,000 pounds” Takuya’s face stayed straight but he knew that they didn’t have that much. “Can you poor boys even back that bet up?” Reaching into his bag Nakai dropped a bunch of the tribal trinkets taken for the village and one or two Takuya used to wear. “There is no one here to appraise these, but they should suffice”
The Englishmen walked over to examine the pieces and Takuya leaned over and whispered. “Why did you keep those?” Nakai whispered back “Those are made of gold and silver. The stones are valuable” He looked confused for a moment “Men pay lots of money for certain metals and shiny rocks?” The mischievous man grinned “Yes. Lots”
The Englishmen were suspicious of the two men chatting in Japanese. But even they could tell the stones and metal were real and worth much, much more than the bet was set at. So of course they agreed on the condition that the barkeep hold both sides of the bet so no one can back out. Nakai smirked at the astonished faces of the Englishmen as Takuya walked right out of the bar to go kill that lion.
They chased him to the edge of the settlement begging him to wait till the morning. Hunting at night was certain death. “I don’t want to walk through town naked” he said matter of factly. He walked into a small shed and stripped. Walking out in his full, muscular glory. Nakai handed him a large hunting knife and a rope, patting him on the shoulder, fully confident in him. Smirking, one of the Englishmen spat out “Doesn’t matter how fit he is. He’s going to die”
He could smell that beast on the wind. Stalking through the tall grass till he reached the tree line, immediately leaping up and climbing high into the branches. This was the freest he had felt in months. Easily swinging from branch to branch on the trail of the lion. Grinning at the breeze rushing by his face. He even played a little, he had missed this dearly. This whole trip had been him either learning to or being civilized. But for a night he could be one with the wild again like he loved to be. Hearing the lion padding along through the grass, Takuya sobered up. It was time to hunt.
The big beast was quietly walking looking for something to hunt. Staying in the trees he followed it silently. He didn’t plan on being its next meal. He pulled the rope off his body, following along while tying a noose. He had done this a few times. It was the easiest and most effective way to kill the beasts. He felt bad for killing the creature for sport. This was not the law of the jungle. But while he was not eating the beast he was killing to survive.
He got ahead of the lion and carefully positioned himself, lowering his rope just out of sight. Dropping it on the head of the creature and immediately falling off the branch, stringing it up by the neck. Quickly tying the rope to a strong branch, the lion was trapped, trashing, back paws still on the ground. Darting under the beast he took the knife across its throat. It ripped free landing on top of him. Hands fisted in the animal's fur, holding on as it tried to rip him off. But it was losing blood quickly. He was able to drop and roll away from it as it fell. Too weak to fight any longer. Calmly walking up and stabbing it in the heart, ending the poor things suffering.
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An ear splitting roar echoes across the jungle. The other men jumped “What was that?” One of the older gentlemen “I have heard that sound before. It's the cry of an alpha bull ape after it's killed. Such frightening vicious beasts.”
Nakai sat back and smiled.
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Fog had rolled into the streets. The other men were wanting to call it presuming him dead either by the lion or the killer ape. Calling Nakai callous for being so unconcerned about his friend. They all stopped at the crunch of a footstep at the edge of town. A great hulking shadow in the fog. Scared stiff the other men just held still watching the misshapen monster walk closer. Nakai casually got up from his spot to join them. Jaws dropped as the fog whipped away from Takuya’s body. Carrying the lions corpse over his shoulders. Rope still wrapped around its neck. He just dropped it at the shaking mens feet “Naked, with only a rope and a knife” he walked past them to Nakai who just clapped him on the shoulder, grinning. “Welcome back! Have fun?” Grinning in return “Can I have my clothes back now?”
Both of them laughing at the expense of the bewildered, astonished, and now poor, Englishmen.
Pairing/Group: TakuGoro [this chapter is all 2top bromance though]
Rating: PG-13 [this chapter]
Genre: Adventure, Romance
Summary: The basic story of Tarzan but with Smap.
“I need a break!” Nakai flopped down under a tree to sit in the cool shade. It was barely a comfort with the heat shimmering off the ground. Wiping his sweat off with the shirt he had stopped bothering to wear weeks ago. His now carmel skin was drenched in sweat from the unnatural heat. Blowing his bangs out of his face he noticed Takuya staring at him. He was not pleased. Sighing he ignored the other man for now. The jungle man had been very grumpy for the past few days about their progress. Two months and they still hadn’t seen civilization. He knew they were close though, pulling out Shingo’s map again. Unfolding it on his knees, he rubbed his rough jaw. ‘Man I need to shave again’ he thought to himself as he pulled out a pencil to keep track of their progress. Small tallies at the bottom of the page kept track of the days. A light line drawn on the map tracing the estimated path. Adding the meager path they had gotten so far today. He was a bit disappointed in the progr- “TOO SLOW!” Takuya’s yell made him jump out of his skin.
“Why are you yelling at me?!” he barked back folding up the map. “Because you have to take constant break!” the other man snapped right back. His speech had quite improved over 2 months. He was fairly fluent in Japanese and Nakai’s English had improved, even if his pronunciation hadn’t. Jumping up to his feet “Sorry I am not some super human jungle guy who has endless stamina and can swing through trees!” Takuya copied his action “Just take less breaks and try harder! Not asking you to be me!” Stomping out into the sun “I could have made this trip by myself! I don’t need you!” meeting him in the middle and towering over him, he snarled “You would have died if I not here!”
That's when Nakai punched him in the face. Snarling Takuya grabbed him. He had beaten gorillas and lions! This little man thought he had a chance?! Nakai slipped from his grip before he could clamp down on his arm completely. Takuya was fast, strong and smart but Nakai was smarter. He had been fighting against bigger and stronger opponents since he was a tiny troublemaker. Keeping a cool head he managed to get a few good punches in. Not doing much damage, he really did nothing but annoy the bigger man. But that annoyance felt good. It was only a few minutes till he was taken down to the ground. They rolled around in a bit of a struggle till Takuya pinned him down and angrily roaring at the top on his lungs right in Nakai’s face. “Aw, SHUT UP!” the other man was completely unfazed by this point. But the feminine scream in response made both of them jump. Standing down the path was a dark skinned woman, shrieking. She swooned a little, both of them scrambling forward towards her “NONONONONONONONO” Takuya caught her as she fainted. Nakai just sighed.
“Fuck”
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“Thats an interesting story! You poor souls.” The priest watched over the two men as they shoveled food down their throats. “You are welcome here as long as you pitch in. We will even find you both” he looked Takuya up and down “some clothes.” It was dark by the time they had gotten to the missionary. It was an easy trip once the woman had awakened and lead them back. “It's a bit chilly in this place at night, let me get you some tea” Nakai paused in his eating “Tea?” the priest came back with the fresh pot that had been made for the three of them.
Pouring a cup for each, Takuya tentatively picked his up. It was warm! Carefully sniffing at the liquid it steamed up his nose. He tasted it carefully, TOO HOT, he started blowing on the tea quickly. Nakai grinned at him “Nekojita!” It took him a moment to work out what the phrase meant, angrily sticking his tongue out at the other man once he realized it. Laughing loudly and drinking his own tea. His eyes were wet, tears flowed down his face and around his smile.
“This tea sucks” he said as he happily poured himself a second cup.
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Takuya was nervous. There were so many people. He made sure to stick close to the other man. Only talking when necessary. He pulled on his coat a bit. He wasn’t used to wearing so many clothes but he knew he had too if he was to be accepted. It had been a few weeks of hard labour at farms (and some clever gambling from Nakai) to be able to get passage to the big settlement on the edge of the jungle. Then plan was to work and gamble their way to tickets to France where a branch of Nakai’s business was so they could get enough money to head to America.
Nakai swore when he found out that the post was only picked up every few weeks. He wouldn’t even be able to get a letter to the office for quite a bit and the settlement had a telegraph office but the prices made him swear even louder. Takuya had to drag him away from the poor desk clerk. ‘What are we going to do now? We don’t have a lot of money” Nakai straighten himself up from his outburst. “I need a drink”
Takuya wasn’t a fan of alcohol. He sipped on his drink and the warmth was pleasant but he didn’t like what it did to his senses. He did love seeing his friend get drunk. The man was loud and much more pleasant than his normal grumpy self. Smiling while watching the small man attempt to flirt with a waitress. Like usual he was failing miserably. At least he wasn’t crying, though that also made Takuya laugh.
His eyes wandered over the other patrons of the gentlemans club they were in. His eyes settling on what was obviously some big game hunters. He scoffed at the Englishman's large guns. A loud roar made everyone in the bar stop. The hair on Takuya’s neck bristled. It was a lion prowling close the edge of the settlement, where the bar was. “I could kill that thing naked armed only with a knife!” one of the gentleman boasted. “I’d bet 5,000 pounds you couldn’t!” his other friend jokes. The other guy shoots back “That would be a fool's bet cause I wouldn’t be back to collect from!’ they laughed all over one another. “He would need a rope as well” the Englishmen looked over at Takuya. “Then it could be done. Easily” They looked over Takuya’s plain clothes. Only his slim silhouette showed, not his muscular tone. So to them he just looked like a boasting thin Asian man. “Do you think you can do it?” one of them sneered. ‘Of course he can.” Nakai piped up. “But for 10,000 pounds” Takuya’s face stayed straight but he knew that they didn’t have that much. “Can you poor boys even back that bet up?” Reaching into his bag Nakai dropped a bunch of the tribal trinkets taken for the village and one or two Takuya used to wear. “There is no one here to appraise these, but they should suffice”
The Englishmen walked over to examine the pieces and Takuya leaned over and whispered. “Why did you keep those?” Nakai whispered back “Those are made of gold and silver. The stones are valuable” He looked confused for a moment “Men pay lots of money for certain metals and shiny rocks?” The mischievous man grinned “Yes. Lots”
The Englishmen were suspicious of the two men chatting in Japanese. But even they could tell the stones and metal were real and worth much, much more than the bet was set at. So of course they agreed on the condition that the barkeep hold both sides of the bet so no one can back out. Nakai smirked at the astonished faces of the Englishmen as Takuya walked right out of the bar to go kill that lion.
They chased him to the edge of the settlement begging him to wait till the morning. Hunting at night was certain death. “I don’t want to walk through town naked” he said matter of factly. He walked into a small shed and stripped. Walking out in his full, muscular glory. Nakai handed him a large hunting knife and a rope, patting him on the shoulder, fully confident in him. Smirking, one of the Englishmen spat out “Doesn’t matter how fit he is. He’s going to die”
He could smell that beast on the wind. Stalking through the tall grass till he reached the tree line, immediately leaping up and climbing high into the branches. This was the freest he had felt in months. Easily swinging from branch to branch on the trail of the lion. Grinning at the breeze rushing by his face. He even played a little, he had missed this dearly. This whole trip had been him either learning to or being civilized. But for a night he could be one with the wild again like he loved to be. Hearing the lion padding along through the grass, Takuya sobered up. It was time to hunt.
The big beast was quietly walking looking for something to hunt. Staying in the trees he followed it silently. He didn’t plan on being its next meal. He pulled the rope off his body, following along while tying a noose. He had done this a few times. It was the easiest and most effective way to kill the beasts. He felt bad for killing the creature for sport. This was not the law of the jungle. But while he was not eating the beast he was killing to survive.
He got ahead of the lion and carefully positioned himself, lowering his rope just out of sight. Dropping it on the head of the creature and immediately falling off the branch, stringing it up by the neck. Quickly tying the rope to a strong branch, the lion was trapped, trashing, back paws still on the ground. Darting under the beast he took the knife across its throat. It ripped free landing on top of him. Hands fisted in the animal's fur, holding on as it tried to rip him off. But it was losing blood quickly. He was able to drop and roll away from it as it fell. Too weak to fight any longer. Calmly walking up and stabbing it in the heart, ending the poor things suffering.
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An ear splitting roar echoes across the jungle. The other men jumped “What was that?” One of the older gentlemen “I have heard that sound before. It's the cry of an alpha bull ape after it's killed. Such frightening vicious beasts.”
Nakai sat back and smiled.
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Fog had rolled into the streets. The other men were wanting to call it presuming him dead either by the lion or the killer ape. Calling Nakai callous for being so unconcerned about his friend. They all stopped at the crunch of a footstep at the edge of town. A great hulking shadow in the fog. Scared stiff the other men just held still watching the misshapen monster walk closer. Nakai casually got up from his spot to join them. Jaws dropped as the fog whipped away from Takuya’s body. Carrying the lions corpse over his shoulders. Rope still wrapped around its neck. He just dropped it at the shaking mens feet “Naked, with only a rope and a knife” he walked past them to Nakai who just clapped him on the shoulder, grinning. “Welcome back! Have fun?” Grinning in return “Can I have my clothes back now?”
Both of them laughing at the expense of the bewildered, astonished, and now poor, Englishmen.