Second Chances 8/12 Part A
I made sure to get this finished today for irony points. As an American, I'm celebrating July 4th which is all about freedom. While poor MiA's is taken for him. Now to go back to cuddling my poor frightened puppy...
Title: Second Chances: Captive
Author: write_my_dreams
Pairings: past Hakuei x OFC, Hakuei x MiA, ? x MiA, ? x ?
Genre: AU, supernatural, vampires. 1980s setting.
Warning: Rape, mind control, slavery
Disclaimer: The band members portrayed do not belong to me but the writing/story and the original characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Chapters: 8.1/12
Summary: The desire for blood and sex brings Hakuei to Kabuki-cho one night. A chance encounter at a nightclub brings MiA into his life, giving him a second chance at love and happiness after the death of his beloved wife.
Author's Comment: When I started writing, I realized Chapter 8 was going to be longer than I'd originally planned. I thought it would be best to divide the chapter into three parts so it wouldn't be a mess of time shifts and get too long. Chapter 8 is the darkest chapter of this series so heed the warnings before you read. Part B will be worse. Part C will be much worse.
“Hello, MiA.”
MiA braced himself when his captor approached. If hurting him was his plan, he wouldn’t need a gun to do so. Hakuei had demonstrated just how easily vampires could injure humans. The masked vampire stopped in front of MiA’s chair then looked him up and down. The hungry look in those crimson eyes made him feel dirty, thoughts of the futon flashing across his mind.
“My servant has just delivered a message to your lover’s penthouse.”
MiA tensed. “What sort of message?” Was it a ransom note? And what sort of miserable creature was this man’s servant?
“A lock of your hair and a note saying that while he has the queen’s ear, I have his lover. I threatened to kill you if he steps off Japanese soil.”
MiA’s pulse quickened. “H-Hakuei’s in Kyoto.”
“Your bodyguards are not. I presume they have enough sense to return to Hakuei’s home and then call him before he departs for Siberia. Would you like to know the rest of my terms?” He smiled, though there was no trace of warmth in it. It was pure malice. “I told Hakuei he has one week to find you. It’s quite generous of me. The longest I’ve kept a human alive for is five days. It’ll be a challenge not to kill you before his time is up.” Red eyes flicked up and down MiA’s body again. “Especially if your blood is as appealing as your body. You’re quite beautiful… for a human.” He said ‘human’ the way people spoke of spiders or other disgusting creatures.
A tremor went down MiA’s spine. Killing him would be child’s play for this monster. His eyes darted to the futon again before he forced himself to meet his captor’s gaze. Breathe. He couldn’t panic in front of him. “What are you going to do if he doesn’t find me in time?”
The vampire chuckled darkly. “You should be more concerned about what I’ll do to you while he searches for you.” He fisted his hand in MiA’s hair and claimed his lips in a forceful, dominating kiss. He drew back and smirked. “Let’s see how strong you are once you’ve had a few hours to imagine what I can do to that pretty little body of yours.” The vampire turned away. Once he reached the door he paused, glancing back over his shoulder. “If you keep thinking of the futon, MiA, I’ll assume you want me to fuck you on it.”
MiA shuddered. “Never,” he spat. The thought repulsed him as much as it frightened him.
The door slammed shut behind his captor, once more leaving MiA alone in his cell.
Imagination proved to be his undoing. Every moment he feared the vampire would return to the room. That he would do more than force a kiss from him. Whenever MiA looked at the futon, he had to try and think of something else. Vampires could read thoughts and he would not have this monster thinking he was ‘interested’. He grimaced at the door then took a shaky breath and closed his eyes. Plan. Think. This was what he needed to be doing.
“Where am I?” MiA whispered. He’d suspected a warehouse. If that was the case, he would be on ground level or a second floor. If he got out of the cuffs he could escape via the window. If being the keyword. His captor would need to free him, MiA would need to get the key, and then somehow open the locks on the cuffs once the vampire was gone. Fuck, that wasn’t going to work. How could he outsmart a being who could read his mind? He would know MiA’s intentions. Overpowering him was out of the question as was bribing him. Vampires wouldn’t be interested in cash. MiA had to face the facts: escaping on his own seemed impossible. What about rescue? Would someone aside from his captor hear him if he started screaming? Unlikely. You’re in a quiet part of Tokyo. Who’s going to hear you scream? Shit, what if some human walking by heard and came to investigate. He would unintentionally lead them into a slaughter. If any vampires were around to hear him it was likely they were working with this man. What about his servant? Did loyalty bind him to the vampire or something more nefarious? If he could get the servant on his side…
Hot tears welled up in MiA’s eyes as he was faced with his own helplessness. He couldn’t rely on a servant he might not even meet. The only way he’d escape was if Hakuei or one of his bodyguards rescued him. If they could even find him. It could be days before they came for him.
Do I have days? Is he going to kill me if Hakuei takes too long? What if he turns me into a vampire to recreate Kana’s execution? What if he loses control?
The vampire didn’t even have to torture him. MiA’s imagination was doing enough of that.
*
Hours later, MiA’s nerves were a frayed mess. He’d continued to flip-flop between logical and borderline hyperventilating. He’d exhausted every possible escape strategy, fantasized about being rescued, and had a near panic attack when looking at the futon. He knew he was going to be raped. His captor had praised his looks, kissed him, then taunted him about the futon. No matter how hard MiA fought, it was going to happen.
He flinched when the door opened to reveal his captor. He still wore his mask and bone suit, the pattern taunting MiA with thoughts of death. How much longer did he have left?
“Something on your mind?” the vampire purred.
MiA took a shaky breath. “Who are you and what exactly do you want with me?” If he could keep him talking, it would hopefully buy enough time for his lover or bodyguards to find him.
“How soon we forget,” he taunted. “I want your boyfriend to suffer. Hakuei and so many like him prefer to cower in the shadows rather than step out into the open and take this world for themselves.” He shook his head in disgust. “Vampires are superior beings. We should rule as Kings and Queens while humans serve us. Instead we hide like common criminals.”
Hakuei had warned him such vampires existed. MiA had been wrong to believe he would never cross paths with one. “Why do you hate humans so much? You used to be one.”
“For a mere twenty-six years.”
MiA thought he’d been turned young. “How long have you been a vampire?”
The vampire’s lips curved up. “You’ll make a good police officer if you live long enough.” He fisted his hand in MiA’s hair and yanked his head back to bare his throat to him. “Amuse me and I’ll answer your questions. I was elevated to a higher being in 1939. Now answer me, human. What makes you so special? Why does Hakuei care for a lowly being like you?”
“Because he loves me.” MiA gazed into crimson eyes. “I may only be human, but Hakuei respects me as his equal. I’m physically weaker than he is. Not mentally. I didn’t run in fear when he told me was a vampire. I accepted every aspect of his life. Are you the vampire who captured and killed Kana? Because if you are, Hakuei will hunt you until you’re ash at his feet.”
The vampire laughed and released his hair. “You’re the bravest human I’ve ever encountered. Normally they sob and whimper in fear. You can’t fool me though, weak little mortal. Your heart is racing and you’re fighting to keep from trembling. Has Hakuei demonstrated a vampire’s abilities? Do you know how easily I could snap your neck or bend you to my will? I could make you my slave… as all humans should be.”
MiA’s eyes darted to the futon and he swallowed. “H-He told me.” His bravado failed him as his captor laughed again. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to meet those mocking red eyes. “You didn’t answer me. Are you the one who took Kana from Hakuei?”
“It wasn’t me. I may have assisted, but I did not organize the abduction or push her into the sunlight. I was present during her execution though. Hakuei never stopped pleading for us to let her go. To take him instead. Her agonized screams were as beautiful as his sobs. I remember watching him break when all that was left of her was ash.” The vampire’s fingers trailed down MiA’s throat to catch in the collar of his uniform. MiA’s pulse quickened, thoughts racing through his mind as he tried to squirm free. “How devastated will Hakuei be if he loses you too? His weak, fragile little human lover.” He released MiA’s collar to grip his hair again. “It’s adorable how you’re trying so hard to act like you’re brave when I can feel just how terrified you are. Any other questions?”
MiA licked dry lips. “Why did you kill Emi?”
The vampire shrugged as if bored. “She was in my way. I could’ve slaughtered all your coworkers if I felt like it. Be grateful I only killed her instead of all of them.”
“She had nothing to do with vampires!” MiA cried. He ached to slap this monster’s hand from his hair, to drive his fist into that infuriating smirk. If only he’d stayed home today, Emi would still be alive. She’d be going home to her fiancé while he could be watching Star Wars with Tsuzuku and Koichi.
“You mistake me for someone who cares.”
MiA gritted his teeth. He shouldn't get angry, shouldn’t irritate a creature that casually spoke of brutal murders as if discussing the weather. This man could kill him as easily as a child swatting a fly. “Two more questions. What do you plan on doing to me until Hakuei comes for me?”
The sinister grin made MiA’s anger fade into fear. He’d had plenty of time to contemplate what his captor would do to him in his hours alone. Sometimes he’d been in tears. The truth could be far worse than what his imagination came up with, but it was better to know and be prepared for it than live in fear of the unknown.
“If he comes for you,” the vampire purred. “During our week together and should he fail, you’re mine to do with as I wish.” He tore MiA’s collar open to expose his throat then yanked his head to the side. He stroked his finger down MiA’s bared neck then pressed it to his thundering pulse point. “I grow tired of questions. Ask your final one.”
MiA took a shaky breath. “Give me a name so I know how to curse you.” It was a command not a question, but this vampire preferred bravado to cowering and pleading.
The vampire laughed as he leaned into MiA’s space. “I’ll give you a name to scream when I’m fucking you into the futon that’s haunted your thoughts all night.” He sank his fangs into the side of MiA’s neck, pulling a pained whimper from his lips. “My name is Jin and you’re going to scream it for me, little human.” His free hand caressed MiA’s chest while mocking laughter echoed through his mind. Jin drank until he felt dizzy and lightheaded then pulled his fangs out, dragging them through the tender skin. He looked MiA in the eyes again. “Starting now.” He took a key out of his jacket and fit it into the locks at his wrists. “Don’t move.”
MiA was horrified to find himself paralyzed while Jin freed his arms and legs. How could he have even thought he could take the key from him? He cringed when Jin yanked him to his feet. The room blurred, MiA coughing when his back connected roughly with the wall. It jarred his head and knocked the breath from his lungs… and broke Jin’s hold over him. MiA drove his left fist into his jaw making his head snap back while the right slammed into his stomach. He’d pay dearly for punching Jin, but MiA wouldn’t stand by and let himself get raped without a fight.
Jin rubbed his jaw. “Not bad.” He cracked his neck then struck MiA across the face hard enough to make lights flash in his vision. “Let’s see how long that fighting spirit lasts.” Before MiA could lash out again, Jin tore his jacket and shirt open and threw him onto the futon. “Lie back. You will not leave this futon until I permit you to.” Jin cocked his head and smirked. “Listen to your heart race. Is this the first time a man has forced himself on you?”
Tears welled up in MiA’s eyes as Jin’s command forced him to lie down. “Y-Yes,” he whispered. He thought of Taka, how Hakuei had prevented him from date raping MiA in Kabuki-cho. Hakuei. Was he in Tokyo now? Looking for him? Hakuei would leave no stone unturned to find him. But he wouldn’t, couldn’t, arrive in time to prevent this nightmare. MiA squeezed his eyes shut when Jin unbuttoned his blazer.
Don’t open your eyes. Don’t look at him. You can’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you cry.
Jin joined him on the futon. He ran his hands up MiA’s thighs in a slow caress. “Do you wrap these beautiful legs around Hakuei when he fucks you?”
MiA refused to answer. Don't speak. Don’t make a sound.
“My servant thinks the same. He never succeeds in keeping quiet,” Jin taunted. He grasped the waistband of MiA’s pants. Rather than tear them as he’d done with his jacket, he took his time. Unbuttoning them and pulling down the zipper. Slowly dragging them down MiA’s thighs to bare his skin. His boxers were torn from his skin, leaving his body bare to hungry eyes.
Hakuei was never rough with him. Even when they were furious with each other and angry sex was the only way to calm them down, he still treated MiA with care. He never gripped his wrists hard enough to bruise. Never entered him so forcefully he whimpered. Jin showed him no such mercy. Every movement was rough, forceful, and made to show MiA how weak and helpless he was.
Hakuei. Hakuei! HAKUEI!
Jin laughed as he thrust back into MiA’s unwilling body. “I told you my name so you would scream it. Not your lover’s.”
“Go to hell,” MiA snarled with all the vehemence he could muster. He would not give this monster the satisfaction of hearing him shout his name. He’d already bloodied his lips from biting them to hold back sounds.
Only when MiA was back in chains and Jin gone from the room did he cry.
Later
Hakuei’s coming. He’ll find you and make Jin pay for hurting you. There won’t even be dust left by the time Hakuei’s done with him.
MiA sniffed and wiped his tears on his shoulder. His only comfort was thinking of his lover. Imagining warm, loving arms enfolding him in an embrace. Curling up on the couch to watch Star Wars with him-even though Hakuei grumbled that MiA already knew all the lines, that he’d seen them a million times.
A sob caught in his throat when the door opened. No! MiA couldn’t let Jin see how badly he’d hurt him. To his surprise, it wasn’t Jin in the doorway. Shit. Had he sent another vampire to violate him? The servant? The vampire wore a gray trenchcoat over high black boots. A Family Mart bag dangled from his wrist and, like Jin, he wore a mask. His was predominately black with crimson patterns to match his hair. Black streaked through with dark red strands. “D-Did he send you?”
The vampire gave him a sad smile. “I’m not here to hurt you, MiA. My name is San. I’m here to keep you alive.” He pulled the key out of his coat pocket to open the cuffs. “I don’t know what you like, but I brought food.” He handed the bag to MiA then stepped back to put a respectful distance between them. “Eat. I know you’re hungry.”
MiA moved to sit on the floor. After everything he’d been through, he thought food would make his stomach churn. Instead the smell had it grumbling. He opened the bag and took out a bottle of green tea, a bento box, and an apple. “Thank you, San.” He took a long sip of the tea then started on the bento.
“I wish I could do more.” San stayed in the room while MiA ate. He didn’t speak, but he didn't stare or act like a jailor. He also avoided looking at the futon. Did Jin force San to have sex with him too?
MiA took the chance to study San while he finished the apple. He could only see the lower half of his face, but it was easy to tell that San was beautiful. He was also Jin’s polar opposite. Jin had a menacing air to him and blood red eyes. San’s were gray and he felt… sad. As if his very existence pained him. “San,” he murmured. “Why are you with Jin?”
San grimaced. “It isn’t by choice.”
If San was unwilling, then Jin had either turned him or was holding something over him. But what? MiA changed the subject as he watched San adjust his mask. “The masks. What are they for?”
“Protection. Jin is as cautious as he is cruel. He knows Hakuei will stop at nothing to find you. If you know our faces as well as our names, it will be difficult for Jin to maintain his usual… activities. Merely knowing our names isn’t enough to change our lives. Jin is a common enough name. Nor is San rare.”
That meant Jin thought Hakuei would rescue him! “Can you take the mask off? I want to see your face…”
San shook his head. “Only in his presence. I can’t allow you to remove it either.”
“Oh.” MiA bit his lip. He wanted to see the man helping him. He forced himself to finish his tea before questioning San again. “I’m grateful for your help. But why are you helping me?” Surely Jin would punish him for showing him any kindness.
“To save you from suffering the same fate I have.” San opened his coat to show MiA the leather collar around his throat. “I’m as much a prisoner as you are. Only the chains that bind me are invisible. Jin is my maker and my… master.” He said the word with a grimace. “He made me his slave when he turned me. And you, beautiful as you are, he’ll do the same to you if your Hakuei doesn’t come to you in time.”
MiA tasted bile. To be enslaved to Jin was an even worse nightmare than being his prisoner was. “I-Is there anyway you can save me?” He looked at the window, wondering if he would be able to escape with San watching.
“You can’t. And I wish I could save you,” San whispered. “All I can do is to try to keep him from killing you. Jin… he doesn't keep humans alive. If they’re fortune he kills them by draining them. The unlucky ones last a day or two. He’ll capture them and play with them like a cat with a mouse and then when he tires of them he’ll drink until their hearts stop. I… I am the only human he tried to keep alive. I only lasted five days before he turned me.” He smiled bitterly. “I used to think I was in hell when I was alive. I didn’t know hell until he made me his slave.” He dusted off his coat and stood. “I’ll take you to the shower now.”
MiA’s pulse quickened. San would bring him out of this wretched room. Much as he wished to wash Jin and the hours of imprisonment off his skin, he needed to use this opportunity. If he could get away from San and out one of the windows…
San shook his head. “That won’t work. Look.” He crossed to the window and pulled the tarp aside to show bars across the glass. “Most of the windows are barred. And…” here he looked pained. “Jin ordered me to break your leg if you attempt to escape. I can’t disobey him no matter how hard I try or how badly I want to. Please, MiA. Don't make me hurt you.”
MiA flinched. He’d wondered if he would be able to rely on the servant for aid, but now he knew he couldn’t. Jin had truly made it impossible for him to escape on his own. “I-I won’t.”
“I’m sorry,” San whispered. He sighed and opened the door. “Follow me. The bathroom is just down the hall.”
MiA almost fell over when he got up. His legs felt wobbly after having been seated for so long. Except for- No. He couldn’t think about that right now. Hugging his ruined jacket tighter around him, MiA followed San into the dark hallway. “Is there a light?”
“Not out here. You can hold my coat if you like.”
After bumping into a wall, MiA obeyed. Would he be bathing in the dark? And why would there be a bathroom in a warehouse? Not that the would protest its existence. “San, do you and Jin live in this warehouse?”
“We have an apartment in Kabuki-cho. I’ve been in this warehouse for the last few days though. Jin… he’s been planning this for some time. It was always his intention to kidnap Hakuei or one of the council member’s loved ones and imprison them. Force them to stay in Japan and keep their problems out of Queen Valeria’s court.”
MiA swallowed. “Why me?”
“Because you were the only human.” Meaning he was the easiest to kidnap and imprison. “Here’s the bathroom.” San opened the door and nearly blinded MiA when he turned the light on. He could see a toilet and sink along with a clawfoot tub and shower. “I… would take a quick shower if I were you. I don’t know if Jin intends to torment you further tonight or if he’ll leave you until tomorrow.”
MiA swallowed. “I will.” Much as he longed to take his time scrubbing the memory of Jin from his skin and hair, he couldn’t risk the vampire coming across him in the shower. Once more he was alone with his imagination-only it was worse now that he knew what would happen to him if Hakuei didn’t reach him in time. Becoming a prisoner like San and bound to Jin’s will was worse than death.
“Hakuei,” MiA whispered. He closed his eyes as the tears ran down his cheeks. Wherever you are, find me. Save me. Save San.
Before it was too late.
Notes
1) So now you know who abducted MiA. I enjoyed reading your guesses!
2) If you've been reading my vampires all along, you'll recognize Jin as Tsunehito's stalker from "When Nightmares Become Reality". While writing that fic, I already knew I wanted to tell Hakuei and MiA's story. Plans for it were ongoing and because Nightmares came first I've had to adjust Second Chances accordingly. I'd considered using a different character to be MiA's villain but because I'd already built Jin up, I decided to use him. Apologies to the real Jin! I'm sure he's a nice guy. Vampire Jin is truly awful.
3) San was not supposed to have such a large role in Chapter 8. He was supposed to have one line at the end. On actual San's birthday I got hit with ideas and decided to give him a bigger part. The picture above perfectly captures the relationship Jin and San have as well as inspiring their looks for the fic.
4) Because I wrote Second Chances after Nightmares, I didn't want to have glaring continuity errors. Hence the masks so that future MiA doesn't recognize Jin until it's too late.
5) I'm starting a job tomorrow so I have that, my internship, and the jrockyaoi summer challenge to write. I will try to get Part B up as soon as I can, but please be understanding if life gets in the way.
Title: Second Chances: Captive
Author: write_my_dreams
Pairings: past Hakuei x OFC, Hakuei x MiA, ? x MiA, ? x ?
Genre: AU, supernatural, vampires. 1980s setting.
Warning: Rape, mind control, slavery
Disclaimer: The band members portrayed do not belong to me but the writing/story and the original characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Chapters: 8.1/12
Summary: The desire for blood and sex brings Hakuei to Kabuki-cho one night. A chance encounter at a nightclub brings MiA into his life, giving him a second chance at love and happiness after the death of his beloved wife.
Author's Comment: When I started writing, I realized Chapter 8 was going to be longer than I'd originally planned. I thought it would be best to divide the chapter into three parts so it wouldn't be a mess of time shifts and get too long. Chapter 8 is the darkest chapter of this series so heed the warnings before you read. Part B will be worse. Part C will be much worse.
“Hello, MiA.”
MiA braced himself when his captor approached. If hurting him was his plan, he wouldn’t need a gun to do so. Hakuei had demonstrated just how easily vampires could injure humans. The masked vampire stopped in front of MiA’s chair then looked him up and down. The hungry look in those crimson eyes made him feel dirty, thoughts of the futon flashing across his mind.
“My servant has just delivered a message to your lover’s penthouse.”
MiA tensed. “What sort of message?” Was it a ransom note? And what sort of miserable creature was this man’s servant?
“A lock of your hair and a note saying that while he has the queen’s ear, I have his lover. I threatened to kill you if he steps off Japanese soil.”
MiA’s pulse quickened. “H-Hakuei’s in Kyoto.”
“Your bodyguards are not. I presume they have enough sense to return to Hakuei’s home and then call him before he departs for Siberia. Would you like to know the rest of my terms?” He smiled, though there was no trace of warmth in it. It was pure malice. “I told Hakuei he has one week to find you. It’s quite generous of me. The longest I’ve kept a human alive for is five days. It’ll be a challenge not to kill you before his time is up.” Red eyes flicked up and down MiA’s body again. “Especially if your blood is as appealing as your body. You’re quite beautiful… for a human.” He said ‘human’ the way people spoke of spiders or other disgusting creatures.
A tremor went down MiA’s spine. Killing him would be child’s play for this monster. His eyes darted to the futon again before he forced himself to meet his captor’s gaze. Breathe. He couldn’t panic in front of him. “What are you going to do if he doesn’t find me in time?”
The vampire chuckled darkly. “You should be more concerned about what I’ll do to you while he searches for you.” He fisted his hand in MiA’s hair and claimed his lips in a forceful, dominating kiss. He drew back and smirked. “Let’s see how strong you are once you’ve had a few hours to imagine what I can do to that pretty little body of yours.” The vampire turned away. Once he reached the door he paused, glancing back over his shoulder. “If you keep thinking of the futon, MiA, I’ll assume you want me to fuck you on it.”
MiA shuddered. “Never,” he spat. The thought repulsed him as much as it frightened him.
The door slammed shut behind his captor, once more leaving MiA alone in his cell.
Imagination proved to be his undoing. Every moment he feared the vampire would return to the room. That he would do more than force a kiss from him. Whenever MiA looked at the futon, he had to try and think of something else. Vampires could read thoughts and he would not have this monster thinking he was ‘interested’. He grimaced at the door then took a shaky breath and closed his eyes. Plan. Think. This was what he needed to be doing.
“Where am I?” MiA whispered. He’d suspected a warehouse. If that was the case, he would be on ground level or a second floor. If he got out of the cuffs he could escape via the window. If being the keyword. His captor would need to free him, MiA would need to get the key, and then somehow open the locks on the cuffs once the vampire was gone. Fuck, that wasn’t going to work. How could he outsmart a being who could read his mind? He would know MiA’s intentions. Overpowering him was out of the question as was bribing him. Vampires wouldn’t be interested in cash. MiA had to face the facts: escaping on his own seemed impossible. What about rescue? Would someone aside from his captor hear him if he started screaming? Unlikely. You’re in a quiet part of Tokyo. Who’s going to hear you scream? Shit, what if some human walking by heard and came to investigate. He would unintentionally lead them into a slaughter. If any vampires were around to hear him it was likely they were working with this man. What about his servant? Did loyalty bind him to the vampire or something more nefarious? If he could get the servant on his side…
Hot tears welled up in MiA’s eyes as he was faced with his own helplessness. He couldn’t rely on a servant he might not even meet. The only way he’d escape was if Hakuei or one of his bodyguards rescued him. If they could even find him. It could be days before they came for him.
Do I have days? Is he going to kill me if Hakuei takes too long? What if he turns me into a vampire to recreate Kana’s execution? What if he loses control?
The vampire didn’t even have to torture him. MiA’s imagination was doing enough of that.
*
Hours later, MiA’s nerves were a frayed mess. He’d continued to flip-flop between logical and borderline hyperventilating. He’d exhausted every possible escape strategy, fantasized about being rescued, and had a near panic attack when looking at the futon. He knew he was going to be raped. His captor had praised his looks, kissed him, then taunted him about the futon. No matter how hard MiA fought, it was going to happen.
He flinched when the door opened to reveal his captor. He still wore his mask and bone suit, the pattern taunting MiA with thoughts of death. How much longer did he have left?
“Something on your mind?” the vampire purred.
MiA took a shaky breath. “Who are you and what exactly do you want with me?” If he could keep him talking, it would hopefully buy enough time for his lover or bodyguards to find him.
“How soon we forget,” he taunted. “I want your boyfriend to suffer. Hakuei and so many like him prefer to cower in the shadows rather than step out into the open and take this world for themselves.” He shook his head in disgust. “Vampires are superior beings. We should rule as Kings and Queens while humans serve us. Instead we hide like common criminals.”
Hakuei had warned him such vampires existed. MiA had been wrong to believe he would never cross paths with one. “Why do you hate humans so much? You used to be one.”
“For a mere twenty-six years.”
MiA thought he’d been turned young. “How long have you been a vampire?”
The vampire’s lips curved up. “You’ll make a good police officer if you live long enough.” He fisted his hand in MiA’s hair and yanked his head back to bare his throat to him. “Amuse me and I’ll answer your questions. I was elevated to a higher being in 1939. Now answer me, human. What makes you so special? Why does Hakuei care for a lowly being like you?”
“Because he loves me.” MiA gazed into crimson eyes. “I may only be human, but Hakuei respects me as his equal. I’m physically weaker than he is. Not mentally. I didn’t run in fear when he told me was a vampire. I accepted every aspect of his life. Are you the vampire who captured and killed Kana? Because if you are, Hakuei will hunt you until you’re ash at his feet.”
The vampire laughed and released his hair. “You’re the bravest human I’ve ever encountered. Normally they sob and whimper in fear. You can’t fool me though, weak little mortal. Your heart is racing and you’re fighting to keep from trembling. Has Hakuei demonstrated a vampire’s abilities? Do you know how easily I could snap your neck or bend you to my will? I could make you my slave… as all humans should be.”
MiA’s eyes darted to the futon and he swallowed. “H-He told me.” His bravado failed him as his captor laughed again. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to meet those mocking red eyes. “You didn’t answer me. Are you the one who took Kana from Hakuei?”
“It wasn’t me. I may have assisted, but I did not organize the abduction or push her into the sunlight. I was present during her execution though. Hakuei never stopped pleading for us to let her go. To take him instead. Her agonized screams were as beautiful as his sobs. I remember watching him break when all that was left of her was ash.” The vampire’s fingers trailed down MiA’s throat to catch in the collar of his uniform. MiA’s pulse quickened, thoughts racing through his mind as he tried to squirm free. “How devastated will Hakuei be if he loses you too? His weak, fragile little human lover.” He released MiA’s collar to grip his hair again. “It’s adorable how you’re trying so hard to act like you’re brave when I can feel just how terrified you are. Any other questions?”
MiA licked dry lips. “Why did you kill Emi?”
The vampire shrugged as if bored. “She was in my way. I could’ve slaughtered all your coworkers if I felt like it. Be grateful I only killed her instead of all of them.”
“She had nothing to do with vampires!” MiA cried. He ached to slap this monster’s hand from his hair, to drive his fist into that infuriating smirk. If only he’d stayed home today, Emi would still be alive. She’d be going home to her fiancé while he could be watching Star Wars with Tsuzuku and Koichi.
“You mistake me for someone who cares.”
MiA gritted his teeth. He shouldn't get angry, shouldn’t irritate a creature that casually spoke of brutal murders as if discussing the weather. This man could kill him as easily as a child swatting a fly. “Two more questions. What do you plan on doing to me until Hakuei comes for me?”
The sinister grin made MiA’s anger fade into fear. He’d had plenty of time to contemplate what his captor would do to him in his hours alone. Sometimes he’d been in tears. The truth could be far worse than what his imagination came up with, but it was better to know and be prepared for it than live in fear of the unknown.
“If he comes for you,” the vampire purred. “During our week together and should he fail, you’re mine to do with as I wish.” He tore MiA’s collar open to expose his throat then yanked his head to the side. He stroked his finger down MiA’s bared neck then pressed it to his thundering pulse point. “I grow tired of questions. Ask your final one.”
MiA took a shaky breath. “Give me a name so I know how to curse you.” It was a command not a question, but this vampire preferred bravado to cowering and pleading.
The vampire laughed as he leaned into MiA’s space. “I’ll give you a name to scream when I’m fucking you into the futon that’s haunted your thoughts all night.” He sank his fangs into the side of MiA’s neck, pulling a pained whimper from his lips. “My name is Jin and you’re going to scream it for me, little human.” His free hand caressed MiA’s chest while mocking laughter echoed through his mind. Jin drank until he felt dizzy and lightheaded then pulled his fangs out, dragging them through the tender skin. He looked MiA in the eyes again. “Starting now.” He took a key out of his jacket and fit it into the locks at his wrists. “Don’t move.”
MiA was horrified to find himself paralyzed while Jin freed his arms and legs. How could he have even thought he could take the key from him? He cringed when Jin yanked him to his feet. The room blurred, MiA coughing when his back connected roughly with the wall. It jarred his head and knocked the breath from his lungs… and broke Jin’s hold over him. MiA drove his left fist into his jaw making his head snap back while the right slammed into his stomach. He’d pay dearly for punching Jin, but MiA wouldn’t stand by and let himself get raped without a fight.
Jin rubbed his jaw. “Not bad.” He cracked his neck then struck MiA across the face hard enough to make lights flash in his vision. “Let’s see how long that fighting spirit lasts.” Before MiA could lash out again, Jin tore his jacket and shirt open and threw him onto the futon. “Lie back. You will not leave this futon until I permit you to.” Jin cocked his head and smirked. “Listen to your heart race. Is this the first time a man has forced himself on you?”
Tears welled up in MiA’s eyes as Jin’s command forced him to lie down. “Y-Yes,” he whispered. He thought of Taka, how Hakuei had prevented him from date raping MiA in Kabuki-cho. Hakuei. Was he in Tokyo now? Looking for him? Hakuei would leave no stone unturned to find him. But he wouldn’t, couldn’t, arrive in time to prevent this nightmare. MiA squeezed his eyes shut when Jin unbuttoned his blazer.
Don’t open your eyes. Don’t look at him. You can’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you cry.
Jin joined him on the futon. He ran his hands up MiA’s thighs in a slow caress. “Do you wrap these beautiful legs around Hakuei when he fucks you?”
MiA refused to answer. Don't speak. Don’t make a sound.
“My servant thinks the same. He never succeeds in keeping quiet,” Jin taunted. He grasped the waistband of MiA’s pants. Rather than tear them as he’d done with his jacket, he took his time. Unbuttoning them and pulling down the zipper. Slowly dragging them down MiA’s thighs to bare his skin. His boxers were torn from his skin, leaving his body bare to hungry eyes.
Hakuei was never rough with him. Even when they were furious with each other and angry sex was the only way to calm them down, he still treated MiA with care. He never gripped his wrists hard enough to bruise. Never entered him so forcefully he whimpered. Jin showed him no such mercy. Every movement was rough, forceful, and made to show MiA how weak and helpless he was.
Hakuei. Hakuei! HAKUEI!
Jin laughed as he thrust back into MiA’s unwilling body. “I told you my name so you would scream it. Not your lover’s.”
“Go to hell,” MiA snarled with all the vehemence he could muster. He would not give this monster the satisfaction of hearing him shout his name. He’d already bloodied his lips from biting them to hold back sounds.
Only when MiA was back in chains and Jin gone from the room did he cry.
Later
Hakuei’s coming. He’ll find you and make Jin pay for hurting you. There won’t even be dust left by the time Hakuei’s done with him.
MiA sniffed and wiped his tears on his shoulder. His only comfort was thinking of his lover. Imagining warm, loving arms enfolding him in an embrace. Curling up on the couch to watch Star Wars with him-even though Hakuei grumbled that MiA already knew all the lines, that he’d seen them a million times.
A sob caught in his throat when the door opened. No! MiA couldn’t let Jin see how badly he’d hurt him. To his surprise, it wasn’t Jin in the doorway. Shit. Had he sent another vampire to violate him? The servant? The vampire wore a gray trenchcoat over high black boots. A Family Mart bag dangled from his wrist and, like Jin, he wore a mask. His was predominately black with crimson patterns to match his hair. Black streaked through with dark red strands. “D-Did he send you?”
The vampire gave him a sad smile. “I’m not here to hurt you, MiA. My name is San. I’m here to keep you alive.” He pulled the key out of his coat pocket to open the cuffs. “I don’t know what you like, but I brought food.” He handed the bag to MiA then stepped back to put a respectful distance between them. “Eat. I know you’re hungry.”
MiA moved to sit on the floor. After everything he’d been through, he thought food would make his stomach churn. Instead the smell had it grumbling. He opened the bag and took out a bottle of green tea, a bento box, and an apple. “Thank you, San.” He took a long sip of the tea then started on the bento.
“I wish I could do more.” San stayed in the room while MiA ate. He didn’t speak, but he didn't stare or act like a jailor. He also avoided looking at the futon. Did Jin force San to have sex with him too?
MiA took the chance to study San while he finished the apple. He could only see the lower half of his face, but it was easy to tell that San was beautiful. He was also Jin’s polar opposite. Jin had a menacing air to him and blood red eyes. San’s were gray and he felt… sad. As if his very existence pained him. “San,” he murmured. “Why are you with Jin?”
San grimaced. “It isn’t by choice.”
If San was unwilling, then Jin had either turned him or was holding something over him. But what? MiA changed the subject as he watched San adjust his mask. “The masks. What are they for?”
“Protection. Jin is as cautious as he is cruel. He knows Hakuei will stop at nothing to find you. If you know our faces as well as our names, it will be difficult for Jin to maintain his usual… activities. Merely knowing our names isn’t enough to change our lives. Jin is a common enough name. Nor is San rare.”
That meant Jin thought Hakuei would rescue him! “Can you take the mask off? I want to see your face…”
San shook his head. “Only in his presence. I can’t allow you to remove it either.”
“Oh.” MiA bit his lip. He wanted to see the man helping him. He forced himself to finish his tea before questioning San again. “I’m grateful for your help. But why are you helping me?” Surely Jin would punish him for showing him any kindness.
“To save you from suffering the same fate I have.” San opened his coat to show MiA the leather collar around his throat. “I’m as much a prisoner as you are. Only the chains that bind me are invisible. Jin is my maker and my… master.” He said the word with a grimace. “He made me his slave when he turned me. And you, beautiful as you are, he’ll do the same to you if your Hakuei doesn’t come to you in time.”
MiA tasted bile. To be enslaved to Jin was an even worse nightmare than being his prisoner was. “I-Is there anyway you can save me?” He looked at the window, wondering if he would be able to escape with San watching.
“You can’t. And I wish I could save you,” San whispered. “All I can do is to try to keep him from killing you. Jin… he doesn't keep humans alive. If they’re fortune he kills them by draining them. The unlucky ones last a day or two. He’ll capture them and play with them like a cat with a mouse and then when he tires of them he’ll drink until their hearts stop. I… I am the only human he tried to keep alive. I only lasted five days before he turned me.” He smiled bitterly. “I used to think I was in hell when I was alive. I didn’t know hell until he made me his slave.” He dusted off his coat and stood. “I’ll take you to the shower now.”
MiA’s pulse quickened. San would bring him out of this wretched room. Much as he wished to wash Jin and the hours of imprisonment off his skin, he needed to use this opportunity. If he could get away from San and out one of the windows…
San shook his head. “That won’t work. Look.” He crossed to the window and pulled the tarp aside to show bars across the glass. “Most of the windows are barred. And…” here he looked pained. “Jin ordered me to break your leg if you attempt to escape. I can’t disobey him no matter how hard I try or how badly I want to. Please, MiA. Don't make me hurt you.”
MiA flinched. He’d wondered if he would be able to rely on the servant for aid, but now he knew he couldn’t. Jin had truly made it impossible for him to escape on his own. “I-I won’t.”
“I’m sorry,” San whispered. He sighed and opened the door. “Follow me. The bathroom is just down the hall.”
MiA almost fell over when he got up. His legs felt wobbly after having been seated for so long. Except for- No. He couldn’t think about that right now. Hugging his ruined jacket tighter around him, MiA followed San into the dark hallway. “Is there a light?”
“Not out here. You can hold my coat if you like.”
After bumping into a wall, MiA obeyed. Would he be bathing in the dark? And why would there be a bathroom in a warehouse? Not that the would protest its existence. “San, do you and Jin live in this warehouse?”
“We have an apartment in Kabuki-cho. I’ve been in this warehouse for the last few days though. Jin… he’s been planning this for some time. It was always his intention to kidnap Hakuei or one of the council member’s loved ones and imprison them. Force them to stay in Japan and keep their problems out of Queen Valeria’s court.”
MiA swallowed. “Why me?”
“Because you were the only human.” Meaning he was the easiest to kidnap and imprison. “Here’s the bathroom.” San opened the door and nearly blinded MiA when he turned the light on. He could see a toilet and sink along with a clawfoot tub and shower. “I… would take a quick shower if I were you. I don’t know if Jin intends to torment you further tonight or if he’ll leave you until tomorrow.”
MiA swallowed. “I will.” Much as he longed to take his time scrubbing the memory of Jin from his skin and hair, he couldn’t risk the vampire coming across him in the shower. Once more he was alone with his imagination-only it was worse now that he knew what would happen to him if Hakuei didn’t reach him in time. Becoming a prisoner like San and bound to Jin’s will was worse than death.
“Hakuei,” MiA whispered. He closed his eyes as the tears ran down his cheeks. Wherever you are, find me. Save me. Save San.
Before it was too late.
Notes
1) So now you know who abducted MiA. I enjoyed reading your guesses!
2) If you've been reading my vampires all along, you'll recognize Jin as Tsunehito's stalker from "When Nightmares Become Reality". While writing that fic, I already knew I wanted to tell Hakuei and MiA's story. Plans for it were ongoing and because Nightmares came first I've had to adjust Second Chances accordingly. I'd considered using a different character to be MiA's villain but because I'd already built Jin up, I decided to use him. Apologies to the real Jin! I'm sure he's a nice guy. Vampire Jin is truly awful.
3) San was not supposed to have such a large role in Chapter 8. He was supposed to have one line at the end. On actual San's birthday I got hit with ideas and decided to give him a bigger part. The picture above perfectly captures the relationship Jin and San have as well as inspiring their looks for the fic.
4) Because I wrote Second Chances after Nightmares, I didn't want to have glaring continuity errors. Hence the masks so that future MiA doesn't recognize Jin until it's too late.
5) I'm starting a job tomorrow so I have that, my internship, and the jrockyaoi summer challenge to write. I will try to get Part B up as soon as I can, but please be understanding if life gets in the way.