Fic Chizuru(AoixUruha) part 19
Title: Chizuru (Thousand Cranes)
Author: Mizuki
Band: The GazettE, guest appearance of Alice Nine from now on
Pairing: AoixUruha, add OFCxKai, hint of ToraxSaga
Genre: AU
Rating: R as usual
Warning: yaoi(man with man relationship)
Summary: Aoi meets Uruha in an orphanage as a child, fate had put them on their separated paths but years later they meet again…OMG what a numb summary but BELIEVE IT OR NOT IT’S A VAMPIRE STORY!!!
Disclaimer: pure fiction
Dedication: the entire fic is for my pet spider_tears, for she’s being good to me by writing me fanfics…
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, part 18
Special Offer: ficart for Midori(sketch), ficart for Uruha
Rain began to fall from the darkened sky as they reached the Takashima mansion far away from the urban area. Aoi couldn’t recognize where he had been taken to and had no idea how much time had passed till they reached here.
The Takashima mansion stood before him, like a haunting house in his childhood’s nightmare more than anything else. There was no sign of livelihood in this house expected of light seeping out of the windows, it saddened the brunette to even think of Uruha spending years to live and grow up in such place; to him this mansion though grand that it certainly did appear still it was no better than the orphanage they had been in when being mere children.
At least in that miserable place, we still have one another to hold onto.
the thought popped up in Aoi’s mind out of the blue, making him remember it was Uruha and not anyone else, who had been the one to keep him from becoming an emotionally maimed creature after his mother’s betray and abandonment. Like he had healed Uruha’s hurt the day he’d rescued him from those bullies, Uruha had, in his gently way healed his wounded heart…or at least they were at the beginning of healing together, filling the emptiness that Fate had brought them……but everything came to a sudden breach when Uruha was took away, cutting wounds right upon the old scars again. Since then Aoi had carried the invisible yet unhealed wound with him, it had been with him for too long that he even forgot the fact that he was hurting for all the time…and the brunette only stayed to realize how unbearable his lose had been after he was with Uruha again after so long. Then when he mistakenly believed Uruha was gone again and had scolded the boy after he reappeared again……Uruha looked so miserable… at that point he was so vulnerable before him and Aoi could finally see clearly into the hurt and loneliness in Uruha’s eyes, reflecting his own; then did Aoi truly realize he wasn’t the only one to suffer for all these years. Uruha had suffered just as much, and Aoi had a sinking feeling that the fragile youth might have burden that was even more unbearable than his own…
the brunette’s hands unconsciously balled into fists at his laps…just when they might have the chance to heal once again, Mr. Kai just had to show up once more. to think about it more thoroughly, the man was like an unavoidable force, changing their fates like a hand moving pieces of chess on a chessboard……would they proof to be powerless against this man’s will, just the same like when they were mere defenseless children?
His train of thought came to a hitch as he heard the vehicle pushed off and drove away, he then looked down and saw both Tora and Kai moving toward the entrance of the building, with one of the black suit subordinates carrying Uruha followed behind, Aoi took a deep breath and went as well.
Soon Aoi was showed to a room after he entered this joyless mansion, this room appeared to be some sort of study as he slowly studied his new surrounding; Aoi recalled how he had watched a few more servants came up and brought Uruha away to another part of the building, he had already knew he could do nothing about this but when he had to watch it happened, pain still made itself known from the depth of his chests.
***
“This is what you are going to tell Shiroyama?” Tora asked in an unhappy tone, after he heard what Kai had planned to say to their guest when they were to meet the later again. “That’s your explanation, which you had promised to offer?”
Though in fact what Kai was going to tell was more lies, more excuses to cover the terrible truth.
Kai nodded heavily. “You know that as well as I do, Tora kun. We couldn’t really tell him the whole truth. No one expects us need to know the whole truth.”
Tora bite his lower lip, knowing that Kai was right. “But how likely he would buy your story? Do you think you can keep Shiroyama out of the situation? He cares about Uruha don’t you see that? I don’t think you can talk him out of it with money or…whatever you had in mind.”
“I’m not going to do such thing, Tora. Shiroyama is Uruha’s friend, and I’m not going to do anything to disrespect him.” Kai tried his best to convince the younger man. “You don’t have to worry, I’ll take care of this matter.”
Friends? Tora thought to himself doubtfully, there was something more than mere friendship in Shiroyama Aoi’s attitude toward Uruha; he had noticed it earlier when he watched the two interacted with one another, and it didn’t look like a one-side thing to him. Uruha was having that small, shy smile on his flushing face when he looked up to that black hair man, the smile usually only appeared briefly before it disappeared but whenever he smiled, there was a warm feeling there, even Tora could feel it from such distance. Did he and Saga appear to be the same when they were together back then? The last of his thought ate at his heart before he could shove it aside.
Tora knew well that Kai could remove Shiroyama out of the way…by force, if he chose to do so, but Tora would hate it to happen to Shiroyama, for he knew what it was like to be separated from the person you cared deeply about against your will…
The youth quickly reminded himself again that either he or Kai wanted to do it to Shiroyama out of malice, they would do what they had to just in order to keep everyone out of harm’s way…
However, was that really all? Tora wasn’t so sure of Kai’s intention anymore, there was something more to the older man, it seemed like the lawyer had been hiding something from everyone, maintaining some secret alone, and Tora didn’t wish to think too deeply into the matter of how the older man managed to keep his secrets for all those years.
Maybe he had always been doing this since the late Mr. Takashima handed him the responsibility of a guardian……than what would this made him? Kai doing all he could to entomb the secrets within this family, but Uruha……he was also buried alive by the weight of those secrets, and for Tora could see it would remain so for the rest of his life…
No wonder that there had always been rumors of the Takashima’s bloodline being cursed, started from Mr. Takashima’s generation.
***
Eventually the three men met at a spacey room where appeared to be a study, one by one they came to sit around an old rosewood table without even having anyone of them exchanged any greeting or saying a word. Now Kai sat on one of the armchairs at the end of the table, with Tora sat a seat away from him on the left, and Aoi further away on the right in another armchair. No one had yet said anything to anyone else, a maid went in and brought cup of tea for them before exiting, then there was silence again.
“Should we begin now?” Aoi questioned as calmly as he could, his upper body leaning closer forward. “You had promised explanation, sir.”
“Do call me Kai, Shiroyama san.” The lawyer replied. “And it seems we haven’t even properly introduced ourselves to one another. My name is Kai, Uruha’s guardian before he’s of age.”
Then the older man’s gaze laid on Tora, who sat closer to him than Aoi. Tora nodded slightly before turning to the brunette. “I’m Tora, friend of Uruha…or at least used to be.”
For a second the brunette seemed a bit confused by the statement, but he hid it quickly and replied. “You two had already known my name, but people usually called me Aoi.” The brunette youth wanted to add that he was sure the other two had known a great deal about him more than just his name, seemed that they had done their work spying on both him and Uruha for some time now…the realization didn’t help to make him feel better, but for now he’d keep quiet.
After taking a deep breath, Kai continued “So we would go straight to the topic from now on, if you agreed, Aoi san.”
The brunette only gave a small nod in response.
“How much did Uruha tell you?” after exchanging a look with Kai, Tora asked first.
“He didn’t tell me anything; expect that he didn’t want to be brought back to…wherever you people had put him into.” The last of his sentence was almost spat out.
Aoi noticed the black hair youngster, Tora’s face seemed to tense up uneasily when the older man remained as calm as he could. Then Tora and Kai exchanged another look before Kai spoke up again with a small sigh. “Then it didn’t surprise me that you have not much good impression on us.”
The brunette could only manage a half-smile in response. “You’re still free to change my view, though.”
“Indeed.” Kai nodded again carefully. “But before we can start, I would want all three of us to agree upon one thing, that due to the highly personal nature of the topics, nothing we had mentioned in this room, would not be mentioned to anyone else.”
Taking his time for the consideration, Aoi finally nodded.
“Thank you for that, Aoi san.” Kai let out a breath of relief before he slowly stood up from the armchair and walked to stand behind the armchair as he spoke on. “Uruha’s family…quite a number of misfortune events had taken place within the Takashima family, and we had done whatever possible to keep outsiders from ripping the old scars that those misfortune events had caused raw opened again.”
The two younger men in the room listened to what Kai had to say quietly, though Tora had some basic idea of what Kai was going to mention about while Aoi was completely oblivious to it. Tora knew Kai was going to lie---or in the lawyer’s own expression, to twist a couple of events that had taken place in Uruha’s and his mother’s past to paint a less disturbing, more acceptable picture of their lives, mixing a few lies into fact to avoid the problems honesty would bring. That was how Kai would do in order to keep Takashima family’s secrets, but Aoi didn’t have to know the older man’s scheme, better for him to know just the twisted version of the unbearable truth.
“As a child Uruha had grown up parentless and I know that you and him were friends in that orphanage before we brought him back to his grandfather’s house.”
Now he was mentioning it, how they took his only friend out of his sight, even up until now Aoi still couldn’t tell whether it was for better or for the worst to Uruha, or to himself.
“……His mother was dead.” Before realizing it, Aoi murmured the one fact that he knew about Uruha under his breath. To him it seemed that no one had known much about the boy’s father. “She ran away after she was pregnant.”
The room was again filled with silence; neither Tora or Kai moved a muscle, Aoi felt their sights had been frozen on him as soon as Uruha’s mother was mentioned, no doubt that they were quite shocked to find that he actually knew something about Uruha’s mother. The tension was only broken when finally Kai slipped himself back to his seat, his elbows rested on his laps, he bent forward until his chin rested upon the back of his hands, then he said.
“That was part of the reason why Uruha ended up in an orphanage in the first place. But it is only part of the story……We had lied about Uruha’s mother and the circumstances of her disappearance…in fact her father had found her months before she pasted away, but by then there was no way to find her child…”
But why? Aoi’s eyes widened with doubt, with many questions filled his mind instantly. Did Kai mean to say Uruha’s own mother had abandoned him to the orphanage? Or was there any explanation…?
Sighing deeply, Kai explained as if he knew what Aoi was gong to ask. Troa knew only too well that Kai was about to mention one of the difficult part of his story.
”Poor Midori……she was found in an asylum before her father managed to remove her back to his mansion in secret, and she was dead a few months afterward, she was never sane enough to tell anyone what had happened to her baby.”
Tbc…
It’s 1am…I’m dying, my aching wrists are killing me, but I wrote for your sake, so, comment.
Author: Mizuki
Band: The GazettE, guest appearance of Alice Nine from now on
Pairing: AoixUruha, add OFCxKai, hint of ToraxSaga
Genre: AU
Rating: R as usual
Warning: yaoi(man with man relationship)
Summary: Aoi meets Uruha in an orphanage as a child, fate had put them on their separated paths but years later they meet again…OMG what a numb summary but BELIEVE IT OR NOT IT’S A VAMPIRE STORY!!!
Disclaimer: pure fiction
Dedication: the entire fic is for my pet spider_tears, for she’s being good to me by writing me fanfics…
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, part 18
Special Offer: ficart for Midori(sketch), ficart for Uruha
Rain began to fall from the darkened sky as they reached the Takashima mansion far away from the urban area. Aoi couldn’t recognize where he had been taken to and had no idea how much time had passed till they reached here.
The Takashima mansion stood before him, like a haunting house in his childhood’s nightmare more than anything else. There was no sign of livelihood in this house expected of light seeping out of the windows, it saddened the brunette to even think of Uruha spending years to live and grow up in such place; to him this mansion though grand that it certainly did appear still it was no better than the orphanage they had been in when being mere children.
At least in that miserable place, we still have one another to hold onto.
the thought popped up in Aoi’s mind out of the blue, making him remember it was Uruha and not anyone else, who had been the one to keep him from becoming an emotionally maimed creature after his mother’s betray and abandonment. Like he had healed Uruha’s hurt the day he’d rescued him from those bullies, Uruha had, in his gently way healed his wounded heart…or at least they were at the beginning of healing together, filling the emptiness that Fate had brought them……but everything came to a sudden breach when Uruha was took away, cutting wounds right upon the old scars again. Since then Aoi had carried the invisible yet unhealed wound with him, it had been with him for too long that he even forgot the fact that he was hurting for all the time…and the brunette only stayed to realize how unbearable his lose had been after he was with Uruha again after so long. Then when he mistakenly believed Uruha was gone again and had scolded the boy after he reappeared again……Uruha looked so miserable… at that point he was so vulnerable before him and Aoi could finally see clearly into the hurt and loneliness in Uruha’s eyes, reflecting his own; then did Aoi truly realize he wasn’t the only one to suffer for all these years. Uruha had suffered just as much, and Aoi had a sinking feeling that the fragile youth might have burden that was even more unbearable than his own…
the brunette’s hands unconsciously balled into fists at his laps…just when they might have the chance to heal once again, Mr. Kai just had to show up once more. to think about it more thoroughly, the man was like an unavoidable force, changing their fates like a hand moving pieces of chess on a chessboard……would they proof to be powerless against this man’s will, just the same like when they were mere defenseless children?
His train of thought came to a hitch as he heard the vehicle pushed off and drove away, he then looked down and saw both Tora and Kai moving toward the entrance of the building, with one of the black suit subordinates carrying Uruha followed behind, Aoi took a deep breath and went as well.
Soon Aoi was showed to a room after he entered this joyless mansion, this room appeared to be some sort of study as he slowly studied his new surrounding; Aoi recalled how he had watched a few more servants came up and brought Uruha away to another part of the building, he had already knew he could do nothing about this but when he had to watch it happened, pain still made itself known from the depth of his chests.
***
“This is what you are going to tell Shiroyama?” Tora asked in an unhappy tone, after he heard what Kai had planned to say to their guest when they were to meet the later again. “That’s your explanation, which you had promised to offer?”
Though in fact what Kai was going to tell was more lies, more excuses to cover the terrible truth.
Kai nodded heavily. “You know that as well as I do, Tora kun. We couldn’t really tell him the whole truth. No one expects us need to know the whole truth.”
Tora bite his lower lip, knowing that Kai was right. “But how likely he would buy your story? Do you think you can keep Shiroyama out of the situation? He cares about Uruha don’t you see that? I don’t think you can talk him out of it with money or…whatever you had in mind.”
“I’m not going to do such thing, Tora. Shiroyama is Uruha’s friend, and I’m not going to do anything to disrespect him.” Kai tried his best to convince the younger man. “You don’t have to worry, I’ll take care of this matter.”
Friends? Tora thought to himself doubtfully, there was something more than mere friendship in Shiroyama Aoi’s attitude toward Uruha; he had noticed it earlier when he watched the two interacted with one another, and it didn’t look like a one-side thing to him. Uruha was having that small, shy smile on his flushing face when he looked up to that black hair man, the smile usually only appeared briefly before it disappeared but whenever he smiled, there was a warm feeling there, even Tora could feel it from such distance. Did he and Saga appear to be the same when they were together back then? The last of his thought ate at his heart before he could shove it aside.
Tora knew well that Kai could remove Shiroyama out of the way…by force, if he chose to do so, but Tora would hate it to happen to Shiroyama, for he knew what it was like to be separated from the person you cared deeply about against your will…
The youth quickly reminded himself again that either he or Kai wanted to do it to Shiroyama out of malice, they would do what they had to just in order to keep everyone out of harm’s way…
However, was that really all? Tora wasn’t so sure of Kai’s intention anymore, there was something more to the older man, it seemed like the lawyer had been hiding something from everyone, maintaining some secret alone, and Tora didn’t wish to think too deeply into the matter of how the older man managed to keep his secrets for all those years.
Maybe he had always been doing this since the late Mr. Takashima handed him the responsibility of a guardian……than what would this made him? Kai doing all he could to entomb the secrets within this family, but Uruha……he was also buried alive by the weight of those secrets, and for Tora could see it would remain so for the rest of his life…
No wonder that there had always been rumors of the Takashima’s bloodline being cursed, started from Mr. Takashima’s generation.
***
Eventually the three men met at a spacey room where appeared to be a study, one by one they came to sit around an old rosewood table without even having anyone of them exchanged any greeting or saying a word. Now Kai sat on one of the armchairs at the end of the table, with Tora sat a seat away from him on the left, and Aoi further away on the right in another armchair. No one had yet said anything to anyone else, a maid went in and brought cup of tea for them before exiting, then there was silence again.
“Should we begin now?” Aoi questioned as calmly as he could, his upper body leaning closer forward. “You had promised explanation, sir.”
“Do call me Kai, Shiroyama san.” The lawyer replied. “And it seems we haven’t even properly introduced ourselves to one another. My name is Kai, Uruha’s guardian before he’s of age.”
Then the older man’s gaze laid on Tora, who sat closer to him than Aoi. Tora nodded slightly before turning to the brunette. “I’m Tora, friend of Uruha…or at least used to be.”
For a second the brunette seemed a bit confused by the statement, but he hid it quickly and replied. “You two had already known my name, but people usually called me Aoi.” The brunette youth wanted to add that he was sure the other two had known a great deal about him more than just his name, seemed that they had done their work spying on both him and Uruha for some time now…the realization didn’t help to make him feel better, but for now he’d keep quiet.
After taking a deep breath, Kai continued “So we would go straight to the topic from now on, if you agreed, Aoi san.”
The brunette only gave a small nod in response.
“How much did Uruha tell you?” after exchanging a look with Kai, Tora asked first.
“He didn’t tell me anything; expect that he didn’t want to be brought back to…wherever you people had put him into.” The last of his sentence was almost spat out.
Aoi noticed the black hair youngster, Tora’s face seemed to tense up uneasily when the older man remained as calm as he could. Then Tora and Kai exchanged another look before Kai spoke up again with a small sigh. “Then it didn’t surprise me that you have not much good impression on us.”
The brunette could only manage a half-smile in response. “You’re still free to change my view, though.”
“Indeed.” Kai nodded again carefully. “But before we can start, I would want all three of us to agree upon one thing, that due to the highly personal nature of the topics, nothing we had mentioned in this room, would not be mentioned to anyone else.”
Taking his time for the consideration, Aoi finally nodded.
“Thank you for that, Aoi san.” Kai let out a breath of relief before he slowly stood up from the armchair and walked to stand behind the armchair as he spoke on. “Uruha’s family…quite a number of misfortune events had taken place within the Takashima family, and we had done whatever possible to keep outsiders from ripping the old scars that those misfortune events had caused raw opened again.”
The two younger men in the room listened to what Kai had to say quietly, though Tora had some basic idea of what Kai was going to mention about while Aoi was completely oblivious to it. Tora knew Kai was going to lie---or in the lawyer’s own expression, to twist a couple of events that had taken place in Uruha’s and his mother’s past to paint a less disturbing, more acceptable picture of their lives, mixing a few lies into fact to avoid the problems honesty would bring. That was how Kai would do in order to keep Takashima family’s secrets, but Aoi didn’t have to know the older man’s scheme, better for him to know just the twisted version of the unbearable truth.
“As a child Uruha had grown up parentless and I know that you and him were friends in that orphanage before we brought him back to his grandfather’s house.”
Now he was mentioning it, how they took his only friend out of his sight, even up until now Aoi still couldn’t tell whether it was for better or for the worst to Uruha, or to himself.
“……His mother was dead.” Before realizing it, Aoi murmured the one fact that he knew about Uruha under his breath. To him it seemed that no one had known much about the boy’s father. “She ran away after she was pregnant.”
The room was again filled with silence; neither Tora or Kai moved a muscle, Aoi felt their sights had been frozen on him as soon as Uruha’s mother was mentioned, no doubt that they were quite shocked to find that he actually knew something about Uruha’s mother. The tension was only broken when finally Kai slipped himself back to his seat, his elbows rested on his laps, he bent forward until his chin rested upon the back of his hands, then he said.
“That was part of the reason why Uruha ended up in an orphanage in the first place. But it is only part of the story……We had lied about Uruha’s mother and the circumstances of her disappearance…in fact her father had found her months before she pasted away, but by then there was no way to find her child…”
But why? Aoi’s eyes widened with doubt, with many questions filled his mind instantly. Did Kai mean to say Uruha’s own mother had abandoned him to the orphanage? Or was there any explanation…?
Sighing deeply, Kai explained as if he knew what Aoi was gong to ask. Troa knew only too well that Kai was about to mention one of the difficult part of his story.
”Poor Midori……she was found in an asylum before her father managed to remove her back to his mansion in secret, and she was dead a few months afterward, she was never sane enough to tell anyone what had happened to her baby.”
Tbc…
It’s 1am…I’m dying, my aching wrists are killing me, but I wrote for your sake, so, comment.