Black Saint - Arc 1 - Chapitre 23
Title : Black Saint
Arc 1 - Definition of Bestfriends
Chapitre 23 - Crossing Path
Author :
zeon_avalanthe
Rating : PG-13 (For languanges in some chapters)
Genre : AU ; Angst
Pairing : YamaJima ; NakaChii ; OkaYama ; more will come as the story evolves..
Disclaimer : Everyone knows that I don't own any of those boys, sadly..
Summary : Black Saint, an underground organization which involved many kind of underground jobs the upperground people could have asked for. A place where two boys were struggling withing their own destiny while trying to find their own definition of something called 'Bestfriends'.
Author's Note : Please ignore my sucky summary like usual~ This story was inspired by an idea my bestfriend had this long time a go, and I kinda want to give it a go, in my own version of course.. I asked for his permission to use his idea, and thank God that he agreed~ XDD
Hope you'll like the story~ And comments are always appreciated~ XD
~~~Chapitre 23 - Crossing Path~~~
Kota walked forward hesitantly, before his hand reached out and grab the doorknob. Gathering his courage, he took a deep breath before turning the knob. But then again, suddenly feeling doubtful, he stopped his track and turned around.
"I can't."
An impatient sigh coming from the boy across him as he put both his hands on Kota's shoulders.
"Yes, you can, Yabu-san. Please, consider Ryosuke's feelings as well. He wanted to see you, badly."
Shaking his head, Kota looked away. "But I-"
"You will see him. And that's final."
Before Kota could stopped the boy from what he was about to do, the boy already reached for the doorknob and pushed the door open. Giving the older boy a wicked smile, the boy then pushed Kota inside before half-slamming the door before his eyes.
Kota gasped at the sudden move, and is about to flee before the occupant of the room acknowledged his presence, only to halted himself at the familiar voice calling his name.
"Kota ?"
Gulping down, Kota took another deep breath before he turned around and forced a smile toward his Young Ma- no, former Younger Master.
"Boc- I mean, Yamada-sama." He corrected himself. "It'd been quite a while. How are you doing ?"
Kota watched the boy flinched at his call.
"I'm doing good, I think ?"
The older boy bit his lower lip as he could hear the boy's voice quivered.
"Well, that's good, then. I hope you could be discha-"
"Kota ?"
The called man stopped himself at the interruption.
"Do you hate me ?"
Kota could feel cold sweat running down his spine as a sense of Deja Vu filled his system. That question again. If it was his old self, he would certainly avoided answering the question in fear of confirming the statement. But now, now...
"Of course not, Yamada-sama. That would be the last thing which ever crossed my mind."
"Then, why are you being, so distant ? It's as if I'm seeing your old self now, only worse." Ryosuke leaned back on his pillow. "You're avoiding me."
The older boy frowned. He knew that he owed Ryosuke an explanation, and he's contemplating of whether he should tell the younger boy or not.
"I-"
"If it's my father, I knew." Ryosuke cutted him off. "He threatened you, right ? That you should never see me again. But tell me, Kota, is that an actual reason for you to kept me in the dark ? If you're that afraid of my father's threat, you could always left me some notes, or something."
Kota's heart clenched as he watched Ryosuke lowered his head, his voice shaking as if trying to held back his emotions.
"If it was me your father was talking about, then I have no fear." Kota said solemnly.
"Eh ?"
"If it was me that life would be destroyed if I ever denied his order, then I wouldn't mind." Kota continued. "But it wasn't me. Your father knew me too much to threat me that way. He-he told me that he'll make you suffer if I denied his wish. In that kind of situation, what do you expect me to do ?"
Kota lowered his head, too ashamed to face the younger boy. He bit his lower lip as he felt hot tears threatening to fall.
"My only wish, is to be able to watch you grow into a fine man and serve you until the end. But if by doing that would cost you your happiness, then I'd rather have you hating me like this." Kota lowered his head more, hiding the stubborn tears which eventually fell. "I-"
"Are you stupid ?"
Kota looked up to see Ryosuke looking at him with serene look.
"I'm not that naive. Do you really think I would easily agree to my father's every demand ? I'm not that fragile boy you used to protect anymore. I won't let anyone controlled my life without a fight, even if that someone is my own father."
The older boy looked away. He knew that Ryosuke was right. But still-
"I'm worried. Of course I'm aware of things you could pull. But I'm still worried." Kota whispered loud enough for the two of them to hear. "After all, you're my Bocchan. So it's only natural for me to be worried."
Kota could hear a chuckle coming from the boy on the hospital bed.
"You've promised me, haven't you, Kota ? That you will listen to my every wishes, and mine only."
"Yes, Bocchan." Kota bowed down.
"You are my butler, and will always be, until I tell you to stop." Ryosuke said with his usual arrogant voice, which brought a small smile on the older boy's lips. "Even if it was my father, you are not allowed to follow anyone else's orders."
"Understood, Bocchan."
***
A smile crept up to the man face before he straightened his figure and walked away. It was quite a relief to finally heard the usual bossy sound coming from the boy inside. It was worth it to threw his pride away and kneeled down in front of the man before. At the very least, he was able to help Ryosuke out of his burden.
Walking down happily, he was stopped by a figure standing in front of him. Frowning, he looked up and was surprised to see a familiar figure in front of him. Wrapped around black clothes with skull symbol almost in every inch of his clothing, the man smiled upon him.
"You-"
"I see that you have overcame your personal crisis, Nakajima-kun."
Yuto frowned deeper as the figure in front of him turned around, showing a huge print of smiling skull on his back, before lifted a finger and ushered the boy to follow him.
Taking a deep breath, Yuto decided that he must follow this man. Though he kept a save distance a few steps behind. The man ahead of him grabbing too much attention with his outfit. What with that gothic-style clothing, shining platinum hair, yet cheery expression anyway. Of course people would take a second look as they passed by. And it kinda freaked Yuto out.
"Let's talk over coffee. I knew this good place where they sold excellent coffee and sweets, but with convenient environment for us to talk some secret stuffs."
Without waiting for Yuto's answer, the man made a turn and forced Yuto to follow him into a more deserted alley, and inside a deserted-looking shop.
As they stepped inside the so-called coffee shop, Yuto was taken aback by the unexpected warm reception and organized interior. Dumbfounded, Yuto followed the man into one corner and seated himself across him. He watched how the man all smiley as he called the waiter and placed his order.
"The usual, right ? Understood." The waiter nodded politely. "How about you, sir ?"
Yuto frowned as he took a look at the menu the waiter offered. He wasn't interested in coffee right now, so he decided to place the same order like the mysterious man.
"Right away." The waiter chirped before rushing back to the counter.
"So, if I remember correctly, you're that nurse I met a few days ago." Yuto spoke up as he looked into the other man's eyes. "What do you want with me ? And come to think of it, how did you know my name anyway ?"
The other man smiled before shaking his head. "It's true that we've met before as I wore the nurse outfit. But that doesn't make me a nurse. You should stop judging people through their appearances, Nakajima-kun."
Yuto's eyes slinted dangerously. "Who are you ?"
"Ah, pardon my rudeness. I was called by several names, but people from the Underworld often called me by the name of 'The Neverwhere'."
~~~End Of Chapitre 23~~~
Seems like next chappie would be upped a little longer than usual (Not that this update was fast too, actually)..
Sorry, it's just that real life was busier lately, and I got hooked with my Bunny Man too much too to actually write something..
I'll try my best to update as soon as possible~
Arc 1 - Definition of Bestfriends
Chapitre 23 - Crossing Path
Author :
zeon_avalanthe
Rating : PG-13 (For languanges in some chapters)
Genre : AU ; Angst
Pairing : YamaJima ; NakaChii ; OkaYama ; more will come as the story evolves..
Disclaimer : Everyone knows that I don't own any of those boys, sadly..
Summary : Black Saint, an underground organization which involved many kind of underground jobs the upperground people could have asked for. A place where two boys were struggling withing their own destiny while trying to find their own definition of something called 'Bestfriends'.
Author's Note : Please ignore my sucky summary like usual~ This story was inspired by an idea my bestfriend had this long time a go, and I kinda want to give it a go, in my own version of course.. I asked for his permission to use his idea, and thank God that he agreed~ XDD
Hope you'll like the story~ And comments are always appreciated~ XD
~~~Chapitre 23 - Crossing Path~~~
Kota walked forward hesitantly, before his hand reached out and grab the doorknob. Gathering his courage, he took a deep breath before turning the knob. But then again, suddenly feeling doubtful, he stopped his track and turned around.
"I can't."
An impatient sigh coming from the boy across him as he put both his hands on Kota's shoulders.
"Yes, you can, Yabu-san. Please, consider Ryosuke's feelings as well. He wanted to see you, badly."
Shaking his head, Kota looked away. "But I-"
"You will see him. And that's final."
Before Kota could stopped the boy from what he was about to do, the boy already reached for the doorknob and pushed the door open. Giving the older boy a wicked smile, the boy then pushed Kota inside before half-slamming the door before his eyes.
Kota gasped at the sudden move, and is about to flee before the occupant of the room acknowledged his presence, only to halted himself at the familiar voice calling his name.
"Kota ?"
Gulping down, Kota took another deep breath before he turned around and forced a smile toward his Young Ma- no, former Younger Master.
"Boc- I mean, Yamada-sama." He corrected himself. "It'd been quite a while. How are you doing ?"
Kota watched the boy flinched at his call.
"I'm doing good, I think ?"
The older boy bit his lower lip as he could hear the boy's voice quivered.
"Well, that's good, then. I hope you could be discha-"
"Kota ?"
The called man stopped himself at the interruption.
"Do you hate me ?"
Kota could feel cold sweat running down his spine as a sense of Deja Vu filled his system. That question again. If it was his old self, he would certainly avoided answering the question in fear of confirming the statement. But now, now...
"Of course not, Yamada-sama. That would be the last thing which ever crossed my mind."
"Then, why are you being, so distant ? It's as if I'm seeing your old self now, only worse." Ryosuke leaned back on his pillow. "You're avoiding me."
The older boy frowned. He knew that he owed Ryosuke an explanation, and he's contemplating of whether he should tell the younger boy or not.
"I-"
"If it's my father, I knew." Ryosuke cutted him off. "He threatened you, right ? That you should never see me again. But tell me, Kota, is that an actual reason for you to kept me in the dark ? If you're that afraid of my father's threat, you could always left me some notes, or something."
Kota's heart clenched as he watched Ryosuke lowered his head, his voice shaking as if trying to held back his emotions.
"If it was me your father was talking about, then I have no fear." Kota said solemnly.
"Eh ?"
"If it was me that life would be destroyed if I ever denied his order, then I wouldn't mind." Kota continued. "But it wasn't me. Your father knew me too much to threat me that way. He-he told me that he'll make you suffer if I denied his wish. In that kind of situation, what do you expect me to do ?"
Kota lowered his head, too ashamed to face the younger boy. He bit his lower lip as he felt hot tears threatening to fall.
"My only wish, is to be able to watch you grow into a fine man and serve you until the end. But if by doing that would cost you your happiness, then I'd rather have you hating me like this." Kota lowered his head more, hiding the stubborn tears which eventually fell. "I-"
"Are you stupid ?"
Kota looked up to see Ryosuke looking at him with serene look.
"I'm not that naive. Do you really think I would easily agree to my father's every demand ? I'm not that fragile boy you used to protect anymore. I won't let anyone controlled my life without a fight, even if that someone is my own father."
The older boy looked away. He knew that Ryosuke was right. But still-
"I'm worried. Of course I'm aware of things you could pull. But I'm still worried." Kota whispered loud enough for the two of them to hear. "After all, you're my Bocchan. So it's only natural for me to be worried."
Kota could hear a chuckle coming from the boy on the hospital bed.
"You've promised me, haven't you, Kota ? That you will listen to my every wishes, and mine only."
"Yes, Bocchan." Kota bowed down.
"You are my butler, and will always be, until I tell you to stop." Ryosuke said with his usual arrogant voice, which brought a small smile on the older boy's lips. "Even if it was my father, you are not allowed to follow anyone else's orders."
"Understood, Bocchan."
***
A smile crept up to the man face before he straightened his figure and walked away. It was quite a relief to finally heard the usual bossy sound coming from the boy inside. It was worth it to threw his pride away and kneeled down in front of the man before. At the very least, he was able to help Ryosuke out of his burden.
Walking down happily, he was stopped by a figure standing in front of him. Frowning, he looked up and was surprised to see a familiar figure in front of him. Wrapped around black clothes with skull symbol almost in every inch of his clothing, the man smiled upon him.
"You-"
"I see that you have overcame your personal crisis, Nakajima-kun."
Yuto frowned deeper as the figure in front of him turned around, showing a huge print of smiling skull on his back, before lifted a finger and ushered the boy to follow him.
Taking a deep breath, Yuto decided that he must follow this man. Though he kept a save distance a few steps behind. The man ahead of him grabbing too much attention with his outfit. What with that gothic-style clothing, shining platinum hair, yet cheery expression anyway. Of course people would take a second look as they passed by. And it kinda freaked Yuto out.
"Let's talk over coffee. I knew this good place where they sold excellent coffee and sweets, but with convenient environment for us to talk some secret stuffs."
Without waiting for Yuto's answer, the man made a turn and forced Yuto to follow him into a more deserted alley, and inside a deserted-looking shop.
As they stepped inside the so-called coffee shop, Yuto was taken aback by the unexpected warm reception and organized interior. Dumbfounded, Yuto followed the man into one corner and seated himself across him. He watched how the man all smiley as he called the waiter and placed his order.
"The usual, right ? Understood." The waiter nodded politely. "How about you, sir ?"
Yuto frowned as he took a look at the menu the waiter offered. He wasn't interested in coffee right now, so he decided to place the same order like the mysterious man.
"Right away." The waiter chirped before rushing back to the counter.
"So, if I remember correctly, you're that nurse I met a few days ago." Yuto spoke up as he looked into the other man's eyes. "What do you want with me ? And come to think of it, how did you know my name anyway ?"
The other man smiled before shaking his head. "It's true that we've met before as I wore the nurse outfit. But that doesn't make me a nurse. You should stop judging people through their appearances, Nakajima-kun."
Yuto's eyes slinted dangerously. "Who are you ?"
"Ah, pardon my rudeness. I was called by several names, but people from the Underworld often called me by the name of 'The Neverwhere'."
~~~End Of Chapitre 23~~~
Seems like next chappie would be upped a little longer than usual (Not that this update was fast too, actually)..
Sorry, it's just that real life was busier lately, and I got hooked with my Bunny Man too much too to actually write something..
I'll try my best to update as soon as possible~