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[yoshilei]

Title: Caught
Chapter: 1/?
Author: YoshiLei
Rating: NC 17
Band(s): SuG
Pairing(s): Takeru x Chiyu
Warning(s): Boy love, Violence, molesting and suggestion of past rape
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story line.


He nearly tripped on the mass of wires connecting to who knows how many speakers, just catching the door frame to prevent himself falling, only moments out of view of the hoards of screaming fans he’d departed from.
Takeru’s frame shook slightly, his painted nails digging into the wood he was still using to keep himself up, tonight’s show had drained him completely, but despite how exhausted he was a smile crept on his lips from the warm familiar sound of cheering. It still made his stomach tighten with excitement every time he heard it.His head bobbed slightly, his eyes drooping as if he was going to collapse right there under the sound men’s feet, who were beginning to look slightly concerned.

‘’ Takeru-Kun, you’re in the way....’’

The voice sounded nearly as tired as he felt, but the words were lased with teasing as Chiyu’s arm wrapped it’s self just above his waist from behind, Takeru looked up, his vision straining slightly to look at the taller male under the blurred light. But he could make out an amused smirk as the other man ushered him forward, forcing the others hand to slide down the door frame and land at his side, Chiyu’s hold on him was comfortably lazy and gentle, yet still somehow was able to support almost all of  the blondes weight. Heat rose up in the youngers cheeks and he was all of a sudden all too thankful for the poor lighting, the feeling of Chiyu’s arm around him brought a different type of tightening to his stomach.…
He shied away from the others voice which had been so close to his ear, probably just so he could hear him over the deafening noise of the crowd, the blonde's shoulder hunching up to cover his neck and brush his cheek.Takeru laughed slightly, flashing a tired but playful innocent grin up at the other man as they entered the harsher brightly lit corridor, his voice hoarse as he mumbled.

‘’ Gomen, ne’’

Chiyu smirked again, unwinding his arm from the other as they reached their dressing rooms, the others followed closely behind, wiping the damp from their foreheads and laughing with one another breathlessly as they went to collect their things.

The car gave an un warented jerk as it passed over a speed bump out side the entrance to the drive of the hotel, causingTakeru’ to jolt in surprise at the unexpected movement. He blinked continuously through half open lids for a few seconds; he was so tired it was a chore and painful just to keep them open. Lifting his hand up he lazily brushed his own cheek with his fingertips, it was so warm, and the skin was now protesting to its sudden lack of heat. In fact his whole right side was warm; he turned to look at the source, Chiyu. He was slumped against the car door, his elbow perched on the window to keep his head up as he slept; his lips parted slightly as his shoulders rose and fell ever so lightly with every breath he in hailed and released.He must have fallen asleep against the taller man, Takeru let his his teeth sink in a little against the flesh of his bottom lip as he tryed to supress a grin at the others state. His attention drawn to the sleeping figure's parted lips, the sudden urdge to touch them sweeping over him…

‘’ Ah, you're awake Takeru-Kun?’’

He jumped again, completely forgetting they weren’t the only two in the car as he turned to see Masato’s tired smiling face.

‘’ Gomen, I didn’t mean to startle you’’

His voice was lazy with exhaustion

‘’You two were so Kawaii sleeping like that.’’

Masato chuckled, tugging his jacket that he’d taken off to wrap around himself like a blanket more tightly against his body.Takeru bit his lip harder as the other spoke, adding pressure as he thought about the fact that if Masato hadn’t said anything, he would have stayed ignorant to his presence and probably would have ended up actually reaching out to Chiyu’s lips without even thinking about it. Quickly, he let out a giggle, his glance flickering to the curled up Misato then turning back to look at the one he was pressed up to so firmly and focussed on stopping his cheeks burning. Luckily everyone was so accustomed to his cutesy attitude with people that he could get away with being so close to Chiyu without anyone thinking it meant anything, of course becuase of this Chiyu also seemed to hold this opinion , oblivious to the blondes affections, but it was best that way.Takeru eventually nodded, chuckling sleepily as he raised a finger and poked Chiyu’s cheek lightly.

‘’Ne, he’s Kawaii all by himself, don’t you think Masato-kun?’’

He glanced at his guitarist, letting a cheeky grin flash for the other,Masato simply laughed, turning his head to look out the window as the car stopped outside the large doors of the hotel.Takeru heard the other car that contained the rest of their band mates pulling up behind them, the door was then opened for them and Masato got up, uttering a thankyou to the driver as he slipped out, pulling his jacket behind him.
Takeru shivered as the cold invaded the bubble of warmth the three had built up in the car and zipped up his sweatshirt a little more. His shuddering or the cold, or even a mixture of the two must have stirred Chiyu, because he groaned slightly in his groggyness, lifting his head to glare at the open door through barely open eyes,  then at Takeru.

‘’ Wake up sleepy, you have to get out now. I don’t think the driver will want someone staying the night in his car, ne.’’

Takeru grinned and rocked Chiyu’s arm softly, the other man just snorted wearily and with a little effort pushed him self up and followed the smaller male out.They greeted the others who were just exiting their own vehicle and were all shown through to the reception and to the lift which would lead them up to their rooms.Small lights flickered, indicating the lift was moving, Takeru could feel himself slipping into sleep again, he pressed the side of his face against Chiyu’s arm, taking in his scent slowly, letting it lull him into comfort again and stared at the lights, willing them to move faster so he could just crawl into bed and keep that scent with him until morning.
As the doors finally opened, Takeru’s eyes snapped open with them, at that moment they no longer had any problem keeping themselves open. He felt as though someone had just kicked him in the stomach and taken every last breath he had left in his body with them. He was forced to support his own head as the man beside him moved forward with the others to greet the man who had been revealed himself to them with the lifts arrival, their manager.

The others shook his hand and dipped their heads politely, smiling as they uttered greetings, with Shinpei inquiring..

‘’ Akito-San, are you here for the final concert tomorrow?’’

The rest of their polite questions and the mans smiling answer’s just fizzled away in Takeru's conciousness of the situation, he could only stand there, rigid and motionless. Of course, he knew that the man usually came around the end of a tour, to talk to people who wanted them for magazines and interviews. But he’d hoped he wouldn’t have to see him, he thought some how he could avoid him, he had even come up with several different ways to do so. But now he was actually standing there, Takeru could see how pathethetic and pointless they all were, what was he thinking? He didn’t even have a chance when he was the one that booked their hotels, their venue’s, everything. He ran their lives, how could he have hoped to have escaped him this time?The older man's gaze turned towards his own now, the smile he already adorned setting deeper into his features, his eyes undressing the boys slim figure head from toe, making Takeru loath himself at how dirty he felt just from those looks, all in seconds and the hungry lust in the man's eyes was only visible for a moment before he let it slip away again into just a simple friendly glance.
Akito was probably in his later thirties, perhaps even forty, but he was still handsome, a face that looked like it could charm a girl still in high school, he oozed confidence and power, at least that’s what people would have thought on a first glance.

When Takeru saw him, all he wanted to do was retch, retch then run, hide, anything. He felt like a trapped animal, the adrenaline building up in his body, screaming at him to get away but all he could do was stand there.He finally forced himself in the lift when the others began to look at him expectently, he muttered a greeting to the man , a fake smile flickered on his lips, disappearing before it had barely even formed and the lift began to move up to their destined floor.He stayed glued to the spot, staring at his feet and every now and then he could feel someone’s eyes on him, burning into his skin. He became incredibly self concious, as he always did when he was put in this sort of situation with this man, not wanting in the least to took attractive in any way and so it caught his attention, although he guessed it was too late, that he hadn’t done his sweat shirt up all the way; it was still showing some of his chest and collar bone, as well as the whole of his neck.
He struggled tremedously not to cringe at the thought of the man staring at him and he hunched his shoulders up, trying to hide himself. He dared a glance up at the suspected culprit and saw a cruel smirk twist the males' features, his eyes travelling from the spot that Takeru had just obscured from his view to his face. He quickly returned his own stare to the floor again, turning his head so he could shut his eyes tightly, he knew it, and he knew what Akito was going to make him do tonight, again.

After all saying their good nights each member headed for their rooms, dragging their bags behind them, every one of them looked about ready to collapse and it was already about 2:30am.Takeru quickened his pace as a flash of hope rushed through his senses that maybe he might be able to get away, perhaps the other didn't want him tonight at all, he grabbed the handle of his door, his heart just about ready to rip open his chest before a deep familiar, yet unwelcome voice floated through the air.

‘’Takeru-Kun? I need to just speak to you for a moment if you wouldn’t mind’’

The voice was anything but menacing, calm and relaxed, an innocent question to top it all off. But it made Takeru’s skin crawl, it felt like he wauld fall through the floor at the rate his heart sank, he supposed he hadnt actually believed he would be let off, but he couldn't stop himself from building up hopes. He stared at his own hand clutching the door handle, he’d only been seconds away…
He didn’t even attempt to look up as he answered

‘’Im really tired …Akito-San…’’

He hated saying his name, the words felt unatural to him but he kept his voice level

‘’Can it not wait till morning…?’’

Even as he said it, he knew it was pointless; it was more of a rehearsed line than a question

‘’Ahh, your very busy tomorrow, it wont take long, you'll be in bed in no time, Takeru-Kun.’’

His hold on the handle tightened, the irony of the double meaning in Akito’s words made him want to curl in on himself. He slowly released his death grip on the door and let his hand swing to his side reluctantly; forcing his feet to follow the man who was already leading the way to what ever forsaken room would be his prison tonight, or atleast for the next few hours...He caught sight of Chiyu, the last one entering his room, his door still ajar with a look on his face that Takeru couldn’t decide whether it was questioning or concerned. The look intensified slightly as he made eye contact with him; he realized some indication of his desperation must have been showing on his face and almost instantly replaced it with his usual playful, if not slightly dampened, grin .

‘’Ehh, what a pain hey Chiyu-Kun? I really just wanted to go straight to sleep as well’’

His smile seemed to sooth the other because the man laughed slightly and smiled back, nodding as he went to close his door

‘’ Don’t let him keep you too long, we all need are rest, especially you Takeru-Kun’’

Takeru just nodded, more enthusiastically than he had meant to. Just trying hard to hide the fact that all he wanted to do was rush to the closing door, jam his foot in it and hide himself in Chiyu’s arms.He stood there for a moment, staring at the door after it had clicked shut and the sound of Chiyu’s foot steps had shuffled off. He eventually forced himself to carry on down the hall, every part of his body still pleading with him to go back..He turned the corner, blinking a little as he glanced up to see Akito standing half way up the stairs, a clean simple smile brought his lips to life as he carried on, not needing to let Takeru know he should continue to follow him.
His stomach clenched further, making him debate the fact if he could even make it up the stairs without being sick. He knew the room would have been on another floor, so the others couldn’t hear. As he reached the top of the landing he was met with the sight of an open door, directly down the bottom of the corridor, it was pitch black in the room but it was the only place Akio could have gone, so he continued.Takeru poked his head in through the opening first, he could only dimly make out the silhouette of a bed, but even that was a struggle without his glasses and his contacts now taken out. His eye sight wasn’t awful, but the darkness and exhaustion didn’t help, he timidly moved himself fully into the room

‘’Etoo..hel-...’

The door slammed, cutting out the source of light completely before Takeru felt the pain explode in the back of his head from the impact of his back smashing against the door.He would have cried out from it or at the very least from the shock if he hadn’t been flung there by means of a fist to his stomach, which winded him completely. The blow to both his stomach and his back simultaneously made it near to impossible for him to salvage any air as he tryed to inhale frantically. He fell forward, but his forehead met with the hard clothed wall of someone’s chest before he’d had time to collapse.The lights suddenly blared to life, he felt strong fingers wrap them selves in the back of his hair, soft at first, until the grip tightened agonisingly against the already burning sensation of his skull, it became too much, he wanted to scream and his hands shot up, wrapping themselves around the mans lean wrist, tugging at it desperately, digging his nails in.
He was yanked up and pressed against the door once more, still not enough air in his lungs to form a scream, all he could manage was a barely orderable whimper as his head suffered another painful collision with the wood. Tears stung his eyes as he was forced to look up at the man dealing the blows, from his face you would have thought he was some kind of twisted child with a new toy.

Takeru’s hands fell from the mans, suddenly feeling repulsed that his skin was in contact with the others.Akito smirked, as if reading his thoughts and practically tore the younger mans sweat shirt off, the zip making a protesting sound as it was pulled down violently and thrown to the floor in a heap. The elder ran his free hand over the now semi exposed body he had trapped, the other still gripping the younger's hair painfully, he scraped his fwwell kept nails into the skin until they finally came in contact with his slim hips, pushing the blondes waist band aside slightly to get at them.Takeru shook, at first from the air hitting his naked skin but now just from the sensation of the unwanted touches.He turned his head away, trying to keep the look of distaste off his face, only to have it pulled back harshly. Akito leaned in, brushing his tongue up the younger's neck until it collided with his jaw bone and ran up to the core of his ear.Unable to jerk away with the grip on his head, or move back because he was already pushed as hard against the door as as he would go, Takeru just stood there.

‘’Heh, Takeru-Kun, you’ve really grown you know that? I think you’re prettier than the last time I had you…’’

He didn’t respond, he just closed his eyes, waiting for his lungs to recover enough air again for him to breathe properly. Desperately trying to ignore the sensation of the wet muscle invading his ear.The rise and fall of his chest steadily became less frantic and his lungs just about recovering with the steady flow of oxygen, when he was all of a sudden ripped from the door and thrown to the floor.His knee’s smacked against the floor with a loud bang that ran straight through him, he yelped, wincing and pressed both hands against the ground before the rest of his body smashed into it, his face just inches from probably having his nose broken.He heard a sharp intake of breath behind him, before it was let out and followed by a relieved, airy laugh.

‘’ That was close Takeru-Kun, I do apologise. What was I thinking? I never leave marks on your face.''

He heard the man's steady pace begin to head for him, he wished he had just let his face hit the ground. Wincing for a second time, he braced himself before he was yanked up by his hair, another wave of pain jolting through him. He was thrown, this time with his torso being bent violently over the dressing table, its edge pressed into his stomach so hard he could feel the bruise already forming as two strong hands came down on his shoulders, pressing his body as hard against the wooden top as it could physically go.Takeru swallowed a whimper that was forming in the back of his throat and snapped his eyes shut tightly, forcing himself not to shudder as one of the hands moved down from his shoulder to his caress his back amd side, lingering a little at his hips before it moved around to his front and slid down his lower abdomen, squirming its way under the layers of his jeans and underwear to finally meet its destination.Takeru's fragile wrists balled up until his nails cut into the flesh of his palms either side of his face, which he had just pressed into the surface of the table he had been shoved up against, trying to shut out what was happening, but was defeated with the sickening groping of Akito's hand between his thighs.
His hips instantly recoiled back, but didn’t get very far as the older man simply grinded against him so he was forced firmly back into his grasp, squeezing the younger male once more as he covered the younger man's body with his own, positioning his lips along side his ear. Takeru could feel him sneer against his skin before he spoke, his voice hungry now.

‘’ Come on Takeru-Kun, get hard for me, you’re the one who asked for this, remember…?’’

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An old peice but i thought i would post it since i'm keen to finnish it, thank you for taking the time to read through.

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