[Multichapter] Dreamcatcher ～瞳を閉じて君を描くよ～ (chapter 6/9)
Title: Dreamcatcher ～瞳を閉じて君を描くよ～
Author: tsuchi8562
Beta: andreja1989 << Thank you so much ♥
Special thanks for: syunikiss1990 for kicking my butt to continue this story when I wanted to drop it and for yuuki_saya for throwing ideas at me when I needed them.
Pairing: Fukushi x Ninomiya, Matsumiya
Genre: romance, psychological drama
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: Your comments are always highly appreciated
*MASTERPOST*
Jun didn’t show in any of his dreams for at least a week already. To be more exact there was no dreams at all. Kazunari was going to sleep each evening, hoping he will be able to see his only friend but every single time he got disappointed. Thoughts that Matsumoto left him just after they shared the kiss appeared and Ninomiya felt it’s natural. He still trusted the dreamcatcher and waited for him, even though he felt that anxiety is crawling his way. Sometimes the images of the kiss appeared in his mind. Those weren’t dreams, more like memories which slowly started to evolve in something more inspired by only experience with a man Nino had. New pictures appeared, playing with the real memories and creating new ones, more sexual and intimate. Kazunari now imagined Jun’s lips wandering around his body and fingers following them until they reached the most sensitive parts. It didn’t let Ninomiya rest, whenever his brain wasn’t occupied with anything else, he imagined being very close to Matsumoto. He knew very well that it was only a physical need and craving, that there is nothing more than a simple friendship between them but he couldn’t help himself and wondered how the taller man’s body looked under the crimson clothes.
“Ninomiya-san, did you hear my question?” Aikawa asked annoyed. Nino was more distracted than before just as if his mind decided to hold on the image which was forbidden here, as if it had its own will.
“I… I am sorry, no… Can you repeat?” Kazunari whispered, more scared that his thoughts and dreams could be heard in his voice than embarrassed for his lack of attention. The doctor took a deep breath and scribbled something on the piece of paper.
“Not good, Ninomiya-san… I was happy because there was some improvement on your therapy but now it seems you are getting worse. You seemed to have difficulties with focusing on the conversation recently, not only with me but also with the nurses. Can you tell me what happened?”
“Nothing… I… Just want to go out…” Ninomiya curled up on the small couch he was allowed to sit and didn’t say any other word. How can he say that he has sexual fantasies about one man and it’s driving him crazy? They would place hundreds of electrodes to his body just to make sure the thought will fry along with his brain. When he kept being silent Aikawa gave up and let him go back to his room, noting something aggressively in the chart. Fear appeared again, embracing Nino tightly, making breathing almost impossible. What if they find out? What if he tells anything about Matsumoto on another session? Kazunari suddenly felt so lonely it physically hurt him. All he wanted right now was to see Jun’s face and hear his voice, just this was more than enough.
“Ah, Ninomiya-san, thank god I caught you… Aikawa-sensei asked you to go for the session right away.” Some new nurse grabbed the patient’s wrist and pulled him towards the therapy room, without answering on any questions. Ninomiya wasn’t sure if he should stop just to force her to talk or keep on walking, welcoming his fate this way. When he was standing in front of the bed, he finally got all the courage and asked again why he was brought here, when the doctor said he could freely go back to his own bedroom.
“I decided that we can apply another dose for you now. I am worried about your withdrawal and since the previous times helped you quite good, I want to check if it works this time as well. If not, we will have to change the program, but let’s worry about that later. Now, lay down and get ready.” Aikawa didn’t leave space for any kind of resistance and pushed Kazunari towards the bed, strong enough to show he won’t change his mind about this. Ninomiya was about to slowly climb on the bed but a loud voice in his mind kept repeating one sentence over and over again. I don’t want to. Gradually it got louder and louder, drowning out every other sound and soon becoming almost hypnotic mantra gently sang with Jun’s voice.
“I don’t want to.” Nino said firmly and just when he finished the sentence person in his head stopped singing, leaving nothing but silence broken only by gentle buzzing from the machine. It seemed that nobody paid attention to him, busy with preparing the medications and other needed things. Only when the doctor turned around and saw Kazunari still standing a meter from the bed he asked him again to lay down.
“I said I don’t want to.” The patient repeated and didn’t move an inch. His muscles were tensed, he felt like a huge rock, heavy and immobile, steady and peaceful. Aikawa coughed gently and after few seconds Nino felt a sting in his thigh. For a while nothing happened, as if the time stopped. Nobody said a word, nobody moved just as if the world stopped spinning. Soon enough though Kazunari’s muscles changed from stone to cotton, his legs couldn’t support him anymore and he was pushed once more on the bed. This time he had no other choice but to lay down, feeling trapped in his body as if it was his personal prison. The injection they gave him must have been the one they use to keep patient immobile during the surgeries but leaving the consciousness.
All Nino could do was stare in the ceiling and pray for everything to be over fast but even that was taken away from him in next few minutes. Above his head the black board was set while whether Aikawa or the nurses placed three electrodes to his head. He knew what will happen now and he got paralyzed with fear. Nobody gave him any painkillers or any other medications which could blurry his mind and that meant he will feel. This was the first time the doctor made Kazunari conscious through all the process, probably to show him that if he keeps opposing the treatment and won’t admit he is sick, things like this will happen more often.
Ninomiya tried to shut off his own brain, trying to whether fall asleep or just escape his own body at least for a while but when his head was strapped to the bed his only line of defense were his eyelids. What happened next seemed to be hours of tortures, stings going through his whole body, sound of small lightings, smell of burning skin and hair and horrible pictures flashing before his eyes. At some point Nino’s body gave up, pulling him into slumber where he couldn’t feel any pain anymore and was surrounded by darkness.
***
Every image mixed in front of his eyes and he couldn’t grasp any detail. Just palette of colors flew right before him, creating some abstract painting without any meaning or reason. When he started to feel dizzy, the pictures slowed down, letting him catch few freeze-frames, still a bit blurred though. On the one which was shown the most often he saw upper half of Jun’s body, topless and dangerously close; so close he could feel a bit sour smell of his sweat mixed with sweet scent of chocolate.
“Jun…” Kazunari finally heard his own voice but it made everything disappear. Nino was in his room with cold cloth on his forehead and nobody else in the room. He didn’t know how long he was unconscious but feeling his muscles became weak it had to be quite a while. Very slowly Ninomiya tried to sit up and look around a bit to make sure he is in his room and that the dreamcatcher is in its place. When he didn’t see the window on the right side his breath fastened, as if his lungs shrunk or simply refused to get oxygen. They put him in different room, without any window and what was worse - without the only thing that could bring Matsumoto back, the only gate which could break his loneliness.
Something was wrong, the surroundings looked still a bit too familiar to be a totally different chamber. Nino looked to the left and exhaled the air in relief. Apparently somebody placed him in the bed in different way he used to sleep. Without any rush he tried to get up but his legs were failing him as if they were made from cotton or jelly. After few tries Ninomiya finally managed to stand up and made few steps towards the window, where he leaned on the windowsill and tried to slow down his racing heart. When he reached gently to the dreamcatcher and felt delicate tickling the feathers on his fingers, he calmed down and forgot about the session at least for a little while. Urge to see Jun became a lot stronger now. How come he disappeared just like that? Did something happen? Was it something Nino did?
Loneliness mixed with fear and anger, his feelings overwhelmed him so much he couldn’t think straight anymore but because he couldn’t move well, he just went back to bed. Ninomiya wriggled a bit to find the most comfortable position and closed his eyes, hoping he will fall asleep and dreams will come, the worst he could imagine so Matsumoto will have to save him. Kazunari could stand everything, even the monster Aikawa or even seeing Souta in extreme pain just not to be alone, just to see Jun next to him and the meadow which he still hated but loved at the same time.
He fought with consciousness, trying to calm down and stop thinking just to fall asleep but each time he thought he managed to do it, that soon he will fall in slumber, fear shook his body and all anxiety came back with double force. It was pure torture by itself but when the images he saw during therapy started flashing again in front of his eyes he desired only one thing - for everything to end. It doesn’t matter how, he wanted it to stop right now, right in this second, even if it would mean his death.
“Just let me out or let me die… Please….” He whispered and the next second he found himself in the place he wanted to be in for so long. The grass was greener than he remembered, air was warmer and the trunk he used to sit at didn’t change a bit. Nino looked around, trembling from anticipation and when he finally saw Jun walking towards him, he couldn’t stand the smile on his face. When the dreamcatcher appeared within his reach Ninomiya threw a punch. He wanted to hit this beautiful facet but he missed and his fist landed on the latter’s chest. The next strike followed and in few seconds Kazunari was hitting Matsumoto all over his torso, sobbing.
“How… could… you… leave me… Don’t… do… that again… How dare… you?!” The shorter one shouted whenever he was able to catch some air. Jun moved closer and embraced him as tight as he could without saying a word, letting Nino be. When after a while Ninomiya calmed down and lost all of his strength, Matsumoto took him to the hut and they both sat on the floor next to the fireplace. Just then the taller man dared to speak, his voice trembling a bit.
“I am so sorry… If I knew it’ll end up like this, I would never leave… I just had to take care of one important matter… I promise, I won’t leave you again… Just forgive me…”
“I thought you were supposed to take care of me…” Kazunari moved away few inches and wiped the wet traces off his face. He was still angry at the latter for leaving without a word but at the same time he couldn’t be happier he could finally see the other man.
“I know, I am sorry… I don’t know what I can do to make it up for you, I’ll do anything…” Did Jun’s voice sound desperately or was it only Ninomiya’s imagination? Maybe he only heard what he wanted to hear? For a longer while he processed and analyzed what the latter had said and without even knowing why, he shook his head. Soon he found himself again in tight embrace but this time he didn’t fight anymore, he just stood there without any movement until his arms lifted as if they had their own will and pulled the other man closer. Was he really so blank that he could forgive Matsumoto practically everything, just to be able to be close to him and don’t feel alone again? Was he so desperate?
“I’m sorry…” The dreamcatcher repeated again. Nino had enough of apologizing, he just wanted to stay like this, feeling another person’s warmth and be safe. His hands slowly wandered on the taller man’s back, sneaking under his shirt before Kazunari even managed to notice what he was doing. At first Jun let the latter be but when his touch became less innocent than it should be, he gently pushed the shorter man away and shook his head.
“I don’t think it’s a good idea now…” The dreamcatcher said as softly as he could, his eyes filled with worry and care. Ninomiya froze on the spot and stared blankly at the latter’s face without any thoughts running through his head. He still had the desire to be very close to the man in front of him but quiet voice in his head agreed with Matsumoto. This was loneliness who pushed him to this, nothing more. Yes, the taller man is the only friend he has, the only one who trust him and takes care of him. The last thing he should do right now is to confuse gratefulness with love or think that he has to repay in any way.
“You’re right…” Nino whispered after few minutes. “I am sorry. I just… No… I’m sorry.” The shorter man moved away and sat closer to the fireplace. He was so confused right now that he couldn’t even be fully happy that Jun came back. Small sting of anger was still present but it faded with each word which came from the older one’s mouth. Kazunari is not alone anymore, he felt he can stand everything for a while longer now.
“What did they do to you when I was away…” The dreamcatcher sighed and gently touched Nino’s temple. Slight pain spread all over Ninomiya’s skin and he hissed, involuntary moving away. The burnings were still fresh and reminded him the last session he had with all details, including the horrible pictures they showed him. His body started to shake, just as if real shocks were going through him. He couldn’t calm down, images in front of his eyes flashing with light speed. In one second he saw Matsumoto’s face worried and asking him something he couldn’t catch just to see terrifying machines from the pictures Aikawa forced him to watch in another. Kazunari couldn’t breathe normally, trying to catch any bit of air he could. Nothing reached him, it were only the horror images and fear. No matter how hard he tried to calm down and focus on Jun he couldn’t, the pictures intensified, becoming clearer and sharper.
“T-take them away… Take them…” Nino breathed out and next thing he felt was burning pain on his face. Everything disappeared and he was again in the hut, safe and sound with terrified Jun looking straight in his eyes.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t know what else I could do to make you listen to me…” Matsumoto whispered and gently traced the cheek he just slapped. “Are you okay now? Everything’s okay?”
“Let me stay here. No matter how, I want to stay, I don’t want to wake up… You can do it, right? Or just take me with you to the place you live… Just please I can’t stand it anymore… I don’t want them to shock me again, I don’t want to take the meds and see those pictures again, I don’t want them to treat me, I am not sick…” Nino spoke without any breaks, until there was no more air in his lungs. He was ready to beg or do whatever the latter will ask him to, just to get out of the clinic. The dreamcatcher stayed silent and he just pulled Ninomiya closer, hugging him as tight as he could, leaving some space so they both can breathe. This was more than enough for an answer. Jun couldn’t do a thing, he was just creature from dreamland, even though he could jump into the real world for a while. He couldn’t help in any other way except being close and chasing the bad dreams away.
“I can’t let you stay here but I can promise you that I will be with you as often as it’s safe. I can appear in your room at night or in the morning, whenever it’s okay. I will help you get through all of this, I give you my word. I won’t break that promise.”
“It’s enough… It has to be…” Kazunari whispered and closed his eyes. He was calm now, memories which haunted him not so long ago were forgotten already. All that counted right now is the fact that he is not alone anymore and even if the desires came back now he managed to push them in the deepest part of his heart.
***
It was weird and scary. Yes, the therapy changed and less electrodes were attached to his head and it didn’t hurt anymore even without the painkillers but the pictures he was shown were clearer. Nino was able to recognize the silhouettes on the photos, their faces and the whole horror of them. That alone wasn’t frightening though… Ninomiya started to recognize himself on those images, in the man who was abused and tortured. He saw his own face, winced in pain or pleasure and almost felt his muscles tense from unnatural position. Yet this wasn’t the most horrifying. Fact he also identified the other man on the pictures sent chills down his spine. Whether his sub-consciousness, sick imagination or darkest desires put Jun’s face on the tormentor’s one. Kazunari noticed it for the first time soon after their kiss. Even though he was fully aware that it was nothing more than innocent caress his mind thought the other way. Ninomiya felt he is losing his senses and that he truly becomes what everyone in the clinic were telling him - a sick young boy who seems to be beyond desensitization.
“Penny for your thoughts…” Matsumoto’s voice brought him back to reality, though he wasn’t sure he is not dreaming. Nino just shook his head and smiled weakly, trying to look simply sleepily but the latter saw through him. “Something happened?”
“No, nothing… Just want to go back ho… get out of here…” The younger one said quietly. He almost said go back home but then he remembered that he doesn’t have any. He is all alone without a place to go. Maybe he should just stay here and die somewhere on the way?
“I will get you out of here, I promise.” The dreamcatcher became serious and moved few inches to pull the other man closer. Kazunari tensed, feeling the latter’s scent and almost immediately the sick and disturbing images appeared in front of his eyes again. That wasn’t the worst though… His body started to react; blood boiled in his veins moving slowly to one certain point. Nino slowly looked at Jun and bit his lower lip, wondering why is he reacting this way. Only Souta touched and kissed him and till now he didn’t feel like that with anyone else before or after. Ninomiya took a deep breath and moved away in the speed of light, trying to hide growing bulge in his pants. This was bad, this was evil on so many levels… Why he got aroused by recalling those horrible pictures? Was it only his nature proving him who he really was and no matter how much they will shock him, how many times they will say it’s sick and immoral he will still remain who he is? And since Matsumoto was the only one near him there was no other choice but to let the desire burn only when he is close? Kazunari didn’t want to do it this way. Yes, he was craving for the latter’s touches but asking for them only to shut his imagination up wasn’t right.
“Something’s wrong?” The dreamcatcher asked, worried. Nino quickly shook his head and closed his eyes.
“I have to go…” He just whispered and started to pinch himself, just to wake up. “D-don’t follow me… Please…” The last word was whispered when Nino was already in his bed. This has to stop, he has to do something about it, it’s wrong. He curled up in bed, letting tears run down his cheeks and started to think. How he can get rid of those cravings? How he can stop wanting Matsumoto so much? Two things came across his mind. First one was practically insane. Ninomiya can allow one of the nurses to help him, like they tried before. The women still made attempts to cure him but each time he managed to escape. Maybe he should let them do whatever they want and his desire will disappear? In less than a second he rejected this thought, seeing how it disgusted him. So the only one idea left…
Without thinking twice, he got up and rushed to nurse station, asking for strong sleeping pills which will prevent any dreams to sneak in. Of course he could easily just take off the dreamcatcher and hide it but he remembered that even if he would, Jun would still be there, in the distance, watching him and that was something he didn’t want. Nino just needed the time and space to calm down his desires before they go too far. He wasn’t afraid of nightmares, because he would be medicated so no dreams will appear. When he got small white pill and cup of water he hesitated for a second but he swallowed it and get back to bed, sleeping tight in ten minutes.
Kazunari repeated it each night for a week, glad that the medications worked and he didn’t see anything while he was sleeping. The nightmares however found their way to haunt him nevertheless. Even though during this week he had only one therapy session, the photos shown to him whether became more horrid or he just now saw them clearer and remembered them better. Images were flashing in front of his eyes practically all the time while he was conscious. They were mixing with memories of Souta and kiss Nino shared with Matsumoto. If he thought it was horrible previously, it was nothing comparing to what he saw right now. He still saw himself and Jun in those odious photos, always the same way - himself as the victim and the dreamcatcher as the attacker. With each passing day they became clearer, so much that it seemed Kazunari is a mere part of some audience and watched a sick show. His body started to shake on regular basis, as if he had epilepsy attacks and no matter how strong he tried to calm down and push the visions away he failed miserably, seeing them sharply.
“Take them away… Please… Take them… away…” Ninomiya sobbed quietly, hiding his face in pillow, making sure nobody from clinic’s staff will hear him. It repeated for long seven days which for Nino seemed more like seven years. On eight day he gave up and threw away the pill which was already by that time delivered straight to his room, even though it meant that he won’t be able to sleep at all. Then he will see Jun and everything will be fine. It will be fine, right?
“Please, Jun… Take them… Away…” Kazunari whispered and closed his eyes, naively believing he will stop seeing this images. They were engraved in his mind already so no matter how much he tried he couldn’t get rid of them. Suddenly Nino felt a soft touch on his shoulder and the scent he knew already. Without opening his eyes he jumped forward, finding himself in tight embrace of the one he called out for. He didn’t even realize when they moved to the hut, in front of the fireplace. The dreamcatcher didn’t say a word, just hold the latter tight and slowly stroked his hair.
“I’m sorry.” The shorter one mumbled to himself and moved away, to find a bit more comfortable position. He felt guilty that he wasn’t that strong as he thought and that he ended up calling for help even though he promised himself he will manage this by himself.
“I should be the one apologizing… Apparently I did something wrong which made you move away.” Jun said calmly and some pinch of sadness could be heard in his voice. Kazunari shook his head and looked at the taller man. Then the pictures appeared again, slower than previously and less detailed but still Ninomiya was the victim and Matsumoto the offender. Nino started to shiver involuntarily and moved closer to the fire, hoping the latter will think he is just cold.
“Kazu… What do you want me to take away?” The dreamcatcher asked and the latter froze on the spot. After all he heard him; the pleads, begging and desperate howling, everything? Ninomiya took a deep breath and opened his mouth to say everything but then he closed them. How can he tell this man what was going on in his mind when he didn’t understand that himself? All he has right now are the sessions with horrible pictures shown to him mixed with weird desire to be touched and kissed by Jun. How can he differ which one is truer and stronger? Which one is real?
“I want to help you… I am here to help. I promised Souta that I…”
“Promised… Souta…” Kazunari whispered and looked up again, straight in Matsumoto’s eyes. Was it only his imagination or did he really saw the same sparks in them as he had seen in Fukushi’s long time ago? The same the older one had during their school trip? Ninomiya’s mind acted as if it had its own consciousness and the images came back but this time they were different. More intense and real than before because he could swear he feels the pain just as the man in the pictures. Aikawa did it… The doctor managed to connect his memories of loved person and their relationship with the horror that was going on in the therapy room behind closed doors.
“Kazu? Hey, what’s happening?” Jun frowned when he saw the wall of the hut falling down, showing the room which wasn’t supposed to be there. One look was enough for Nino to understand that his mind was making the nightmares real. In the newly appeared chamber a man was tied to wooden frame and experienced pure tortures and being raped by another man. Fortunately Matsumoto acted quickly and in few blinks of an eye the wall was standing as before and the room disappeared. Kazunari’s legs refused to hold his weight and he fell on his knees, trying to calm his breath and stay in the dreamland even though he felt he is on the edge of waking up.
“Take them away…” He repeated. His head started to hurt from some reason, the pain concentrating in his temples, pulsing with his heartbeat rhythm so he held his head, hoping this will make the ache go away.
“Hey… They’re already gone. See? Nothing… You’ll gonna be alright.” Jun said gently and even smiled while he kneeled next to the latter.
“No… They are gone for now but they will come back, I know it, and they’ll be worse… I see them, all the time. I can’t get rid of them from my head. I… I don’t remember how should it be… I see horror… Please… Take them away… Remind me… Remind me how it is to be loved…” Ninomiya talked with speed of the light but the last sentence was whispered. Jun frowned and bit his lower lip, hesitating what he should do or say, as if he didn’t know what’s wrong and what’s right. For a longer while nothing happened. Kazunari wanted to apologize, asking the other to forget what just had happened but before he made up his mind he felt Matsumoto’s lips on his. Their previous kiss was nothing comparing to this one. It was more intimate, the kind of caress lovers share. Nino remembered to be kissed like that previously, ages ago, by the person he loved. His heart stopped for a split of a second, wondering if the latter has any feelings for him but soon any thought was pushed away. Ninomiya’s mind went blank when Jun took off his shirt and without any rush kissed his way down to his collarbones. When the taller man was about to reach pink sensitive bud, he stopped any movement and looked straight in the latter’s face.
“Are you really sure you want this?” The dreamcatcher’s voice was quiet and filled with doubts but at the same time it was clear he wants to continue.
“Just… Make it right…” Kazunari nodded and his lips even curved in a weak smile. That was enough for the other man to continue this time more confident. Matsumoto pushed Nino on the floor, starting kissing from the part he stopped few seconds ago. His warm tongue circled around Ninomiya’s nipple trying at the same time get rid of his own shirt. The shorter man didn’t move, a bit embarrassed and afraid that he will spoil the moment with not being careful enough. Just when Matsumoto took his hands, pressed his lips to each finger and softly placed them on his chest Kazunari became braver and stroked pale torso, focusing on the beauty mark under Jun’s left nipple. Jun moaned quietly and closed his eyes, trying to feel more. Nino, even though he still was shy, mimicked the latter’s moves and closed his mouth around the bud, sucking gently. The awful images he saw didn’t disappear but they started to change with each touch and kiss into something extremely erotic and intimate. Ninomiya felt his pants becoming tighter and he moved his hips to feel more friction. His hands slid down the latter’s sides and stopped on the edge of his pants, staying there as if he was afraid to go further.
“Come on, take them off…” Matsumoto said using low voice which sent shivers down Kazunari’s spine and further, making the bulge in his pants even bigger. The shorter man pulled crimson material down exposing fully hard member. Nino without thinking moved lower and licked the tip of his lover’s erection, just as the nurse did it to him long before. It tasted funny, not bad but not like Kazunari had expected. He licked it again, this time slower and ended with closing his mouth around the hard flesh. Trying to remember what the woman had done before, he sucked gently, drooling all over. Little stream of saliva run down his chin as he moved away. Not daring to look in the other’s eyes he wiped his lips off and froze on the spot, not sure what he should do next. Jun pulled his chin up and he saw pure desire in his darkened eyes. Ninomiya didn’t even record how he became naked, focusing on dreamcatcher’s long fingers tracing every inch of his skin, focusing on the most sensitive parts. This felt right. It wasn’t sick, like Aikawa, his staff, Jiro and his sister was telling, this was just the way it should be. When desire took place of shyness and Kazunari wanted more, he spread his legs invitingly and pulled Matsumoto closer.
“Make…” He finished the sentence with loud groan when something cold touched his behind, trying to get inside. Nino moved away more because of surprise than anything else and when Jun pressed his lubed finger again to the pink ring of muscles the shorter man didn’t move an inch. It hurt at the beginning when Matsumoto pushed one digit inside, moving it around unhurriedly trying to stretch the tight walls but Kazunari just bit his lower lip hard, trying not to hiss.
“It’ll be better soon… Relax, Kazu…” Dreamcatcher’s voice was soothing. Ninomiya took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to get rid of the tension in his muscles. Jun wrapped his free hand around his lover’s arched member and stroked it slowly, masking the pain. It seemed to work because soon he managed to add second finger and scissor the latter, pushing deeper until he found the bulge of nerves. The taller one massaged it gently, feeling his own erection already started to leak. When Matsumoto was sure the latter is ready he replaced his fingers with his member generously covered with thick liquid. He thrusted slowly until he was fully in and stopped, both for himself not to finish too fast and the other one to adjust. Nino wrapped his leg around his lover and closed his eyes, believing that if he gets rid of his sight he will feel everything more intensively. Jun started to move slowly, being careful and not causing the other one any pain. He tried to find the right angle and the right spot, so he could go faster and when he saw Kazunari’s eyes wide open and felt the walls around him tightened he knew he can be more aggressive.
Dreamcatcher sped up, setting quite fast pace and kissed his lover sloppily every now and then. When he felt warmth started to pool in his abdomen his hand wrapped around Nino’s member and started to stroke him in the same rhythm. When Ninomiya spurted all over Matsumoto’s hand and his own stomach and chest, the taller man sped up even more. Being on the edge of the climax Jun pulled his member out and after few strokes he mixed his semen with Kazunari’s on the shorter man’s torso. Jun fell on the floor, next to his lover, breathless. The latter didn’t move, trying to catch some air himself and not sure how he should act now. Yes, he liked the dreamcatcher and saw a friend in him. He wanted to be so close with him and that made him indescribably happy. Was it love? Definitely not yet, but something was telling him it was just one step on the way to it. Nino felt lighter and freer so he smiled to himself till his cheeks hurt.
“You seem so happy…” Matsumoto’s face appeared within his sight. Kazunari just nodded without saying even a word. Jun mirrored his smile and gently touched his cheek looking straight into the latter’s eyes.
“I kept my promise…” The taller one whispered to himself and before Ninomiya could ask anything he was back in his room, in his pajama staring at the ceiling. The sun was already quite high on the sky but nobody seemed to bother him. The last words he heard in his dream echoed, creating more questions. Did Souta asked Matsumoto for something more than protecting Kazunari’s dreams? Did he know he will die? Nothing had sense at the moment. Jun made more chaos in Nino’s heart just like all the previous sessions he had and the horrid images did with his mind. Suddenly a soft knock sounded in the room and without even waiting for a permission a nurse got inside.
“You have a visitor. Hurry up and get dressed.” The woman said and turned around, giving him some privacy.
“Who is it?” Ninomiya said while pulling his jeans on. The nurse didn’t say anything, just pushed him out the chamber towards the cafeteria. Kazunari frowned and looked around just to see the clinic staff disappearing in the corridor. Curious, he shuffled forward, trying to guess who wanted to visit him here, in this godforsaken place and only two people came across his mind. Jiro and Shiori. He wasn’t sure which option was worse. His father hated him from the beginning so meeting him won’t differ from living with him. Nino was this time closed by him in better facility though… But his sister… She said she is on his side but it apparently was a lie. She left him here. Nino took a deep breath and just then he dared to look up at the only populated table. His older sister was sitting there, holding cup of steaming drink, clearly nervous and stressed. When her eyes fell on her brother she smiled a bit.
“Kazu… You look…. G-great!” Shiori tried to sound happy but her voice trembled too much.
“Why did you come here? To check if I got healed?” How come Kazunari’s voice become so cold?
“No, no! I… I came here to see you… To…” The woman looked around and asked her brother to come closer with her hand. “To take you away.” The last sentence was whispered. Was she serious? How come she changed her mind? Nino apparently showed his confusion as the older sibling continued.
“I… I owe you apology… I… I came here to take you home. And by home I mean my apartment. I won't let you go back to that monster. I just need a bit time to prepare everything…”
“Why?” Kazunari asked, trying not to hold on the beam of hope he just saw. He will believe he can get out of here only when he will be back in Tokyo.
“I had someone who helped me understand everything… to understand you more. I know I was stupid and that you are my brother and I love you no matter what.” Shiori’s voice was still close to whisper as if she was afraid that somebody except Nino will hear her. The younger one was more and more confused but before he managed to ask any questions he received an answer.
“He is here with me. I told them he is our cousin, because they didn’t want to let him inside the clinic… He is right there.” Shiori pointed to the window where very familiar silhouette was leaning against the windowsill. How come Kazunari noticed him only now? The man turned around and came closer to show his face, even though Ninomiya knew very well who he was.
“J-jun??!”