[fic] Heal Me - Sixteenth Cut ~The Unoriginality of Dealers and Their Goons~
Title: Heal Me
Pairing: Jin x Kame
Rating: NC-17
Genre - Catch Me: AU, angst, romance, smut, drama, tragedy
Beta by: my cat. okay, seriously, nobody
Disclaimer: I don't own KAT-TUN, any of its members, any other JE people. I write this for fun and for other fans of these fine folks. But don't steal my plots, mmkay? I put a great deal of time into them except for when I'm randomly spastically spitting words onto a page. But I value those too...
Summary - Catch Me: A dramatic turn in his life throws Kame into Jin's college world. Almost immediately they notice an attraction, but they spend more time clashing than not.
Summary - Lose Me: Kame and Jin still have the occasional argument but mostly they live happily together. But when someone from Kame's past shows up, will the two be able to deal?
Summary - Find Me: Kame has been kidnapped. Will he and Jin ever be reunited?
Summary - Heal Me: The difficult task of readjusting to a normal life... will they make it through together?
Warning: While "Catch Me" part is more towards the fluffy end of the scale at times, the other three parts have such things as drugs and murder and rape and all the fun parts of a bad neighborhood in a big city. Oh, and character death(s).
On my journal: Catch Me, Lose Me, Find Me, Heal Me
On the akame_ Community: Catch Me, Lose Me, Find Me, Heal Me
On the akame_fanfics Community: Catch Me, Lose Me, Find Me, Heal Me
On the kattun_fanfics Community: Catch Me, Lose Me, Find Me, Heal Me
A/N: Stupid foot still being stupid. Did I already mention how much I hate all things with more that 4 legs or less than 2 (in its natural state, I mean. If you tear four legs off a spider it doesn't magically become okay). Anyways,
Heal Me
Sixteenth Cut ~The Unoriginality of Dealers and Their Goons~
Jin slowly opened his eyes. Where was he? Why was the taste of blood in his mouth?
For that matter, why couldn’t he move?
It took a minute for him to see anything in the low light of the room and when he finally did take in his surroundings, they seemed almost unreal. He found himself tied to a chair in what looked to be a basement. The guard from the door that held him earlier was leaning against the wall and didn’t look very friendly at all.
Oh, right. He was in the drug dealer's house.
Mentally Jin was cursing himself for his stupidity. He shouldn’t have come. What had he been thinking? They were drug dealers. Hardened criminals. Of course they’d be paranoid, armed, and not afraid to beat the shit out of him or probably even kill him. What was his brilliant plan? Disarm them all before they could shoot him, beat up the boss, and walk away hoping they ‘learned their lesson’ and wouldn’t feel any need for revenge? Damn it…
In addition, his dumb ass hadn’t even brought a weapon. Though, considering how miserably his bluff had failed, it was probably better he hadn’t been armed. They would have taken it from him and it really wouldn’t have looked good in their eyes, he imagined.
The guard, apparently noticing he was awake, said, “Boss wants to know who you really are, who you work for, what your goal was in coming here today, how you found this place and knew what to say to the doorman…”
“And if I tell the truth, he’ll let me go? Or is it all irrelevant because he plans to kill me anyway?”
The guard shrugged as he walked over. Once he was directly in front of Jin, he slugged him. “Just answer the questions before your face makes my hand hurt and I end up in a bad mood. Who are you really?”
Laughing desperately, Jin responded, “I didn’t lie. My name is Akanishi Jin.”
“Who do you work for?”
“I’m a college student. I don’t…”
Another punch, hard enough to blind him for a split-second. The guard asked again, “Who do you work for?”
“The truth won’t change no matter how-”
A gut punch this time. Jin folded in on himself as much as the chair allowed, trying to catch his breath once again. Tears of pain were rolling down his face silently. He hated that. It probably made him look weak. But each hit from the guard was like being struck with a car, only a bit more localized.
“If you won’t believe me, maybe try a different question and we’ll get back to that one?” Jin asked hopefully once he had regained his voice.
Again the guard shrugged. Apparently it didn’t matter what order the questions got answered so long as they got answered. Good to know. “Okay, then. Why are you here?”
Jin couldn’t help but idly wonder, considering how hard the guard was hitting calm, how much harder he’d hit angry. Maybe it’d be best not to anger him. “Well, see, you guys have been selling to my boyfriend. It kind of pissed me off.”
The guard looked almost amused at that, but stayed silent to let Jin finish.
“So, without really any idea of what to do when I got here, I stormed in. I dunno, maybe I thought I could just beat the crap out of Tarushi. Or maybe I could come to some arrangement so that he’d stop selling to my boyfriend. Hell, maybe I’d just buy something and take it back to my boyfriend and make him choose. I don’t know. Seriously, I didn’t think that far ahead.”
Now the guard was laughing. “You’ve got some nerve…” but then he dropped the laugh in a creepy instantaneous shift back to being serious. “Assuming you are telling the truth, how did you know the password?”
“I blackmailed her. Does it really matter? Why not ask her? She’s one of you, isn’t she?” Because he didn’t care how much she disapproved of the drugs or that she needed the money. All her protestations only made her a hypocrite in addition to being a drug pusher.
Another blow to the face. More blood to spit. Momentary dizziness. He was vaguely aware of the guard saying, “Don’t push-” but he stopped as someone else stepped down into the basement. The two conferred in hushed tones for a moment and then the newcomer left.
“Well, looks like you won’t be alone down here for long. Your… what did you say? Boyfriend? Well, he showed up with a couple friends.”
His Kazu-chan had come? Oh, god, this couldn’t be happening… “You leave him alone! Do you hear me? DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM! I’LL KILL EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THE BUILDING IF EVEN JUST ONE OF YOU LAYS A HAND ON HIM!” He was screaming it at the top of his lungs.
This apparently annoyed the guard, because he walked back over and punched him twice in the gut so that he didn’t have the breath to scream anymore.
And then Koki and Junno were roughly shoved down the stairs and the basement door was closed behind them. Jin was fuming. “Where Kame? Why did you come here? How could you bring him here!” And then back to addressing the guard, “WHERE IS HE? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM? I’LL KILL YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL KILL YOU!” He started struggling as hard as he could against the cord that bound him to his seat.
The guard had enough and Jin saw the fist for just a split second and felt the heavy chair start to fall over before everything went dark again.
+++
Koki looked around nervously. This wasn’t a really good place to be, he decided. At least he wasn’t alone. He absolutely hated that Kame had gone in by himself.
He supposed it made sense, since they knew him there, but that didn’t mean Koki liked it any better. And if he was reading Junno’s uncharacteristic lack of a smile correctly, Junno didn’t like it much either.
He had no idea how long this was going to take. It felt awkward, just standing idly on the sidewalk staring at a building. And apparently he wasn’t the only one who though that because after about five or so minutes someone came from inside and walked over to talk to them.
In a low voice, the newcomer said, “Look, I know you’re waiting for your friend but you can’t just stand there. It looks bad for us. Making it look bad for us is bad for you, understand? Come with me; you can just wait inside.”
That didn’t really sound optional. But Koki was okay with it, because going inside meant he could keep an eye on Kame.
Junno looked about ready to come unglued, though, and that’s when Koki remembered the mugging incident from when they were looking for Kame. He grabbed Junno’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. It didn’t completely calm him down but it snapped him back to his senses enough that Koki felt Junno wouldn’t have a major meltdown.
Not that he wasn’t really nervous, too.
But as soon as the door closed behind the two of them, rough hands grabbed them and forced them down into the basement. Koki gasped at the sight of a bruised and bloody Jin tied to a stout chair in the middle of the room. He was only vaguely aware of the door closing behind him.
When Jin saw them, he started shouting, both at them and at the man that was keeping an eye on them. Koki watched in horror as the guard slammed his fist into Jin’s face hard enough to knock the chair over on its side. Jin didn’t open his eyes. All Koki could do was pray he was just unconscious.
It was only then that the realization of Kame’s absence struck. Oh, god… was he in some other room of this house enduring the same thing as Jin, or worse? Or… had he gotten some drugs and left? Was Kame’s concern for Jin just a mask to get here to buy more drugs?
Everything was going horribly wrong. He hated doubting his friend like that. But, no, even if he was after drugs, there was no way Kame would have left Jin here to this fate. Right?
Right?
But, then again, leaving here with drugs, while not generally a good idea, was probably a whole lot safer than being trapped inside, say, a basement with a man who outweighed you buy at least twenty-five pounds of solid muscle.
He just wished he knew for sure where Kame was and what was happening to him…
+++
The rush hit and Kame idly wondered if it was wrong to be happy about that. Jin was in trouble. Koki and Junno probably were, too. And here he was, lounging on a bed enjoying the pleasurable high the drugs brought.
But what else could he do? The man who brought him upstairs was guarding his way out and even if he got past him, what good would he be to anyone?
Maybe he could convince them to just let everyone go if they promised to never come back.
“Tell Tarushi-san if he would please let them go, I will make sure they never come back here. I promise. He only came because he was worried about me. Please, tell him that…” Kame trailed off. But the guard wouldn’t go. Ah, well. Kame hadn’t really expected him to, but still…
He had no idea how much time passed but eventually Tarushi-san himself came up.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Tarushi asked him.
Lazily, Kame responded, “Yes.”
“Good,” Tarushi said. “Maybe you would like to answer some questions for me?”
“Sure. If you let the others go.”
Laughing, Tarushi said, “You’re not really in a position to make demands, Kame-chan.”
“It’s not a demand. It’s a trade. Please, I’ll do anything you want, tell you anything you want to know. Please let them go. I’ll stay until you’re satisfied, okay?” Kame was having a hard time focusing. Everything felt so good…
Tarushi acted like he hadn’t heard. “Who is the man that came before you?”
“My boyfriend.”
“Why did he come here?”
Stretching, Kame reveled in the absence of the pain that had plagued him last night and all of today. “I’m not sure. He can be impulsive. But… I imagine…” and Kame trailed off.
Snapping his fingers right in front of Kame’s face, Tarushi said, “Focus now, Kame-chan.”
“Well, he just found out I’ve been coming here. He probably had some idiot notion of getting you to refuse to sell to me anymore.” Kame looked hopefully at Tarushi as he pushed himself up to a sitting position. “I may have said some wrong things in anger when he wouldn’t let me come get more and he stormed off, I guess to come here. But he’s harmless, really. You can let him go; it’s not like he’ll tell anyone about this place.”
The look Tarushi gave him was not promising. The drug dealer turned to leave. Desperate, Kame begged, “Please, let them go…”
When Tarushi didn't stop, Kame added in a more sultry voice, “I will do anything, anything at all, if you let them go. There’s a lot I can do…”
Tarushi seemed to hesitate for a moment at this one, but then he walked out of the room and Kame was left alone with the guard once more. Kame didn’t like the way the guard was looking at him now but it wasn’t the time to get hung up over every little thing. He stretched back out on the bed.
Kame never would have guessed it was possible to feel so nice and so useless at the same time.
Some more time passed. Really, Kame had no way of telling how much. There was a knock at the door and then some words exchanged between the man watching him and whoever was at the door. The guard who had been watching him came over.
“Get up. We’re going on a little trip to the basement.”
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The story continues:
Seventeenth Cut ~One Fateful Moment~
A/N: Man, when I was writing this I kept getting new ideas on where to go with this, so that after each cut I had to make a decision about which idea to use. It was very frustrating. It's like having fifty flavors of ice cream (and the good stuff, like cookies and cream, or french vanilla, or chocolate chip cookie dough) and only one ice cream cone.
In any event, Jin's gonna be sore in the morning. Assuming he's alive in the morning. And I imagine Junno's just about lost his mind, considering how he freaked out when he and Tat-chan got mugged in "Find Me" part of the story.
Pairing: Jin x Kame
Rating: NC-17
Genre - Catch Me: AU, angst, romance, smut, drama, tragedy
Beta by: my cat. okay, seriously, nobody
Disclaimer: I don't own KAT-TUN, any of its members, any other JE people. I write this for fun and for other fans of these fine folks. But don't steal my plots, mmkay? I put a great deal of time into them except for when I'm randomly spastically spitting words onto a page. But I value those too...
Summary - Catch Me: A dramatic turn in his life throws Kame into Jin's college world. Almost immediately they notice an attraction, but they spend more time clashing than not.
Summary - Lose Me: Kame and Jin still have the occasional argument but mostly they live happily together. But when someone from Kame's past shows up, will the two be able to deal?
Summary - Find Me: Kame has been kidnapped. Will he and Jin ever be reunited?
Summary - Heal Me: The difficult task of readjusting to a normal life... will they make it through together?
Warning: While "Catch Me" part is more towards the fluffy end of the scale at times, the other three parts have such things as drugs and murder and rape and all the fun parts of a bad neighborhood in a big city. Oh, and character death(s).
On my journal: Catch Me, Lose Me, Find Me, Heal Me
On the akame_ Community: Catch Me, Lose Me, Find Me, Heal Me
On the akame_fanfics Community: Catch Me, Lose Me, Find Me, Heal Me
On the kattun_fanfics Community: Catch Me, Lose Me, Find Me, Heal Me
A/N: Stupid foot still being stupid. Did I already mention how much I hate all things with more that 4 legs or less than 2 (in its natural state, I mean. If you tear four legs off a spider it doesn't magically become okay). Anyways,
Heal Me
Sixteenth Cut ~The Unoriginality of Dealers and Their Goons~
Jin slowly opened his eyes. Where was he? Why was the taste of blood in his mouth?
For that matter, why couldn’t he move?
It took a minute for him to see anything in the low light of the room and when he finally did take in his surroundings, they seemed almost unreal. He found himself tied to a chair in what looked to be a basement. The guard from the door that held him earlier was leaning against the wall and didn’t look very friendly at all.
Oh, right. He was in the drug dealer's house.
Mentally Jin was cursing himself for his stupidity. He shouldn’t have come. What had he been thinking? They were drug dealers. Hardened criminals. Of course they’d be paranoid, armed, and not afraid to beat the shit out of him or probably even kill him. What was his brilliant plan? Disarm them all before they could shoot him, beat up the boss, and walk away hoping they ‘learned their lesson’ and wouldn’t feel any need for revenge? Damn it…
In addition, his dumb ass hadn’t even brought a weapon. Though, considering how miserably his bluff had failed, it was probably better he hadn’t been armed. They would have taken it from him and it really wouldn’t have looked good in their eyes, he imagined.
The guard, apparently noticing he was awake, said, “Boss wants to know who you really are, who you work for, what your goal was in coming here today, how you found this place and knew what to say to the doorman…”
“And if I tell the truth, he’ll let me go? Or is it all irrelevant because he plans to kill me anyway?”
The guard shrugged as he walked over. Once he was directly in front of Jin, he slugged him. “Just answer the questions before your face makes my hand hurt and I end up in a bad mood. Who are you really?”
Laughing desperately, Jin responded, “I didn’t lie. My name is Akanishi Jin.”
“Who do you work for?”
“I’m a college student. I don’t…”
Another punch, hard enough to blind him for a split-second. The guard asked again, “Who do you work for?”
“The truth won’t change no matter how-”
A gut punch this time. Jin folded in on himself as much as the chair allowed, trying to catch his breath once again. Tears of pain were rolling down his face silently. He hated that. It probably made him look weak. But each hit from the guard was like being struck with a car, only a bit more localized.
“If you won’t believe me, maybe try a different question and we’ll get back to that one?” Jin asked hopefully once he had regained his voice.
Again the guard shrugged. Apparently it didn’t matter what order the questions got answered so long as they got answered. Good to know. “Okay, then. Why are you here?”
Jin couldn’t help but idly wonder, considering how hard the guard was hitting calm, how much harder he’d hit angry. Maybe it’d be best not to anger him. “Well, see, you guys have been selling to my boyfriend. It kind of pissed me off.”
The guard looked almost amused at that, but stayed silent to let Jin finish.
“So, without really any idea of what to do when I got here, I stormed in. I dunno, maybe I thought I could just beat the crap out of Tarushi. Or maybe I could come to some arrangement so that he’d stop selling to my boyfriend. Hell, maybe I’d just buy something and take it back to my boyfriend and make him choose. I don’t know. Seriously, I didn’t think that far ahead.”
Now the guard was laughing. “You’ve got some nerve…” but then he dropped the laugh in a creepy instantaneous shift back to being serious. “Assuming you are telling the truth, how did you know the password?”
“I blackmailed her. Does it really matter? Why not ask her? She’s one of you, isn’t she?” Because he didn’t care how much she disapproved of the drugs or that she needed the money. All her protestations only made her a hypocrite in addition to being a drug pusher.
Another blow to the face. More blood to spit. Momentary dizziness. He was vaguely aware of the guard saying, “Don’t push-” but he stopped as someone else stepped down into the basement. The two conferred in hushed tones for a moment and then the newcomer left.
“Well, looks like you won’t be alone down here for long. Your… what did you say? Boyfriend? Well, he showed up with a couple friends.”
His Kazu-chan had come? Oh, god, this couldn’t be happening… “You leave him alone! Do you hear me? DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM! I’LL KILL EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THE BUILDING IF EVEN JUST ONE OF YOU LAYS A HAND ON HIM!” He was screaming it at the top of his lungs.
This apparently annoyed the guard, because he walked back over and punched him twice in the gut so that he didn’t have the breath to scream anymore.
And then Koki and Junno were roughly shoved down the stairs and the basement door was closed behind them. Jin was fuming. “Where Kame? Why did you come here? How could you bring him here!” And then back to addressing the guard, “WHERE IS HE? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM? I’LL KILL YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL KILL YOU!” He started struggling as hard as he could against the cord that bound him to his seat.
The guard had enough and Jin saw the fist for just a split second and felt the heavy chair start to fall over before everything went dark again.
+++
Koki looked around nervously. This wasn’t a really good place to be, he decided. At least he wasn’t alone. He absolutely hated that Kame had gone in by himself.
He supposed it made sense, since they knew him there, but that didn’t mean Koki liked it any better. And if he was reading Junno’s uncharacteristic lack of a smile correctly, Junno didn’t like it much either.
He had no idea how long this was going to take. It felt awkward, just standing idly on the sidewalk staring at a building. And apparently he wasn’t the only one who though that because after about five or so minutes someone came from inside and walked over to talk to them.
In a low voice, the newcomer said, “Look, I know you’re waiting for your friend but you can’t just stand there. It looks bad for us. Making it look bad for us is bad for you, understand? Come with me; you can just wait inside.”
That didn’t really sound optional. But Koki was okay with it, because going inside meant he could keep an eye on Kame.
Junno looked about ready to come unglued, though, and that’s when Koki remembered the mugging incident from when they were looking for Kame. He grabbed Junno’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. It didn’t completely calm him down but it snapped him back to his senses enough that Koki felt Junno wouldn’t have a major meltdown.
Not that he wasn’t really nervous, too.
But as soon as the door closed behind the two of them, rough hands grabbed them and forced them down into the basement. Koki gasped at the sight of a bruised and bloody Jin tied to a stout chair in the middle of the room. He was only vaguely aware of the door closing behind him.
When Jin saw them, he started shouting, both at them and at the man that was keeping an eye on them. Koki watched in horror as the guard slammed his fist into Jin’s face hard enough to knock the chair over on its side. Jin didn’t open his eyes. All Koki could do was pray he was just unconscious.
It was only then that the realization of Kame’s absence struck. Oh, god… was he in some other room of this house enduring the same thing as Jin, or worse? Or… had he gotten some drugs and left? Was Kame’s concern for Jin just a mask to get here to buy more drugs?
Everything was going horribly wrong. He hated doubting his friend like that. But, no, even if he was after drugs, there was no way Kame would have left Jin here to this fate. Right?
Right?
But, then again, leaving here with drugs, while not generally a good idea, was probably a whole lot safer than being trapped inside, say, a basement with a man who outweighed you buy at least twenty-five pounds of solid muscle.
He just wished he knew for sure where Kame was and what was happening to him…
+++
The rush hit and Kame idly wondered if it was wrong to be happy about that. Jin was in trouble. Koki and Junno probably were, too. And here he was, lounging on a bed enjoying the pleasurable high the drugs brought.
But what else could he do? The man who brought him upstairs was guarding his way out and even if he got past him, what good would he be to anyone?
Maybe he could convince them to just let everyone go if they promised to never come back.
“Tell Tarushi-san if he would please let them go, I will make sure they never come back here. I promise. He only came because he was worried about me. Please, tell him that…” Kame trailed off. But the guard wouldn’t go. Ah, well. Kame hadn’t really expected him to, but still…
He had no idea how much time passed but eventually Tarushi-san himself came up.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Tarushi asked him.
Lazily, Kame responded, “Yes.”
“Good,” Tarushi said. “Maybe you would like to answer some questions for me?”
“Sure. If you let the others go.”
Laughing, Tarushi said, “You’re not really in a position to make demands, Kame-chan.”
“It’s not a demand. It’s a trade. Please, I’ll do anything you want, tell you anything you want to know. Please let them go. I’ll stay until you’re satisfied, okay?” Kame was having a hard time focusing. Everything felt so good…
Tarushi acted like he hadn’t heard. “Who is the man that came before you?”
“My boyfriend.”
“Why did he come here?”
Stretching, Kame reveled in the absence of the pain that had plagued him last night and all of today. “I’m not sure. He can be impulsive. But… I imagine…” and Kame trailed off.
Snapping his fingers right in front of Kame’s face, Tarushi said, “Focus now, Kame-chan.”
“Well, he just found out I’ve been coming here. He probably had some idiot notion of getting you to refuse to sell to me anymore.” Kame looked hopefully at Tarushi as he pushed himself up to a sitting position. “I may have said some wrong things in anger when he wouldn’t let me come get more and he stormed off, I guess to come here. But he’s harmless, really. You can let him go; it’s not like he’ll tell anyone about this place.”
The look Tarushi gave him was not promising. The drug dealer turned to leave. Desperate, Kame begged, “Please, let them go…”
When Tarushi didn't stop, Kame added in a more sultry voice, “I will do anything, anything at all, if you let them go. There’s a lot I can do…”
Tarushi seemed to hesitate for a moment at this one, but then he walked out of the room and Kame was left alone with the guard once more. Kame didn’t like the way the guard was looking at him now but it wasn’t the time to get hung up over every little thing. He stretched back out on the bed.
Kame never would have guessed it was possible to feel so nice and so useless at the same time.
Some more time passed. Really, Kame had no way of telling how much. There was a knock at the door and then some words exchanged between the man watching him and whoever was at the door. The guard who had been watching him came over.
“Get up. We’re going on a little trip to the basement.”
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The story continues:
Seventeenth Cut ~One Fateful Moment~
A/N: Man, when I was writing this I kept getting new ideas on where to go with this, so that after each cut I had to make a decision about which idea to use. It was very frustrating. It's like having fifty flavors of ice cream (and the good stuff, like cookies and cream, or french vanilla, or chocolate chip cookie dough) and only one ice cream cone.
In any event, Jin's gonna be sore in the morning. Assuming he's alive in the morning. And I imagine Junno's just about lost his mind, considering how he freaked out when he and Tat-chan got mugged in "Find Me" part of the story.