[multi-chapter] Remarkable [Ohmiya / Sakuraiba] [25]
Title: Remarkable - The Same Difference
Pairing: Ohmiya | Sakuraiba
Rating: R
Genre: alternative, angst, mystery
Summary: Ohno Satoshi - newly hired host in a men's club - was slowly losing his hopes for a better life. Then one day he met a mysterious customer and his whole being suddenly hoped that his life would take a turn for the better. But Ohno couldn't even imagine the consequences this no doubt important meeting would have.
Warning: AU (Alternative Universe), RPS (Real Person Slash)
Translator:
lady_alesha♥
Beta: nanao253♥
Prologue | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24
Because I don't know if I find the time tomorrow, you get the chapter one day earlier :D And because I skipped the last friday! Sorry again m(_ _)m like I said, real life was a... bitch. Sorry as well for not be able to answer your comments recently! But I'm so happy about every comment I get! Really, it's the best motivation for me! Thank you so much for them ^__^ And as soon as my real life will get calmer I will answer your comments again! I'm really sorry about everything ;__;
Chapter 25
“If I were you, I’d be careful what I say,” the vampire answered Sho, slowly looking up at the host and fixing him with a penetrating stare. Sho’s blood turned to ice. Ohno, who lay halfway across Ninomiya’s lap, looked from one to the other in confusion, but he was too intoxicated to find the situation strange.
Before Sho could say anything else, he heard a soft voice close to his ear and felt a hand on his shoulder. Aiba.
“Sho-kun… he isn’t hurting him.”
But his words didn’t have the desired effect. Instead of calming Sho they only made him angrier. Aiba was one to talk. He was Ninomiya’s best friend and a vampire just like him.
“He isn’t hurting him, he isn’t hurting him…!” Sho repeated, his voice growing steadily louder. “It wouldn’t be the first time he hurts someone even though he doesn’t want to!”
With these words Sho turned his back on the hated vampire - he couldn’t stand the sight of him anymore - and gave Aiba the hardest look he could manage with all the alcohol in his blood.
‘He knows this better than anyone! Why do I have to keep reminding him? Why doesn’t he understand that Satoshi isn’t safe with Nino?!’
Sho just didn’t want to lose Ohno, after all.
“Sho-kun, I’ll say it again. I’d be careful what I say,” Ninomiya’s voice reached him, making Sho look back at him automatically to see a very dangerous look in his eyes. But Sho had learned not to let him intimidate him so easily.
“What are you gonna do, Ninomiya?” he said defiantly, mocking the vampire’s inflection, “Do you want to get rid of me? I wonder how you will explain that to Satoshi!”
Silence fell over the room. Every face was turned towards Sho, even Ohno, who looked like he was about to fall asleep any minute now, was looking at his friend in surprise and confusion.
“He… he really isn’t hurting him… believe me!” Aiba’s insistent voice reached his ear, growing more and more desperate. But Sho didn’t care for his words; he just didn’t believe them anymore. Not even the arm Aiba put around his waist did any good. Sho didn’t let go of his accusations, they were slowly taking over his every thought. Mixed in was the fear of losing the last person he cared for.
For a while Ninomiya looked as if he would lose his cool, as if he would pay Sho back in kind. Sho’s body tensed. Unconsciously he had tried to provoke just this, had tried to make Ninomiya lose it in front of Ohno.
To show him his real face.
But the vampire only took a deep breath, much to Sho’s displeasure, and his gaze softened again. He looked more and more like the Ninomiya-san he played when he was at the club.
“I think… it’s better if you leave now.” The words were spoken drily, but Sho could hear the vampire trying not to sound as angry as he really was.
“I really don’t like kicking visitors out, but before the situation gets out of hand… I’d rather ignore my manners.” Ninomiya’s voice grew calmer, but at the same time it sounded no less demanding. The vampire looked at Aiba briefly, then back to Sho.
“Leave now, please.”
Sho would have loved to give in to his desire and scream at Ninomiya, shout and yell and tell Satoshi exactly what he was, a fucking vampire. But he didn’t do it; he only balled his hands into fists and concentrated his anger in his fingers.
“I’m warning you… should Satoshi be missing as much as a hair after this, it will have been the last time he was here. I don’t think he will want to keep seeing you after he knows what… you’re like,” he said bitterly and sent Ninomiya one more grim look.
Then he turned around and left the room, the house, banging the doors shut behind him.
Outside on the dark, deserted road it felt like an eternity before he heard Aiba’s voice behind him.
“Sho-kun! Wait!” he yelled and Sho heard quick steps near him. He stopped, but didn’t turn around.
He had hoped, even expected Aiba to follow him. That he couldn’t stay at Ninomiya’s any longer had been more than obvious. Even though he was testing Satoshi’s safety with his behaviour, it seemed inevitable.
Had he stayed longer, he would have said more.
Since he was doing all of this to give Satoshi a good, safe life, that wouldn’t have been a good idea. Satoshi couldn’t find out who Ninomiya really was - it would break his heart.
But Sho had only seen it tonight, was only seeing it now, while the cold wind blew through his hair and cleared his head. It was as if the wind was blowing away the haze in his head, as if it was taking his intoxication with him and making him sober again.
Amazing what fresh air can do.
But it also made him think about other things again, about what had made him so angry in the first place. Not fear that Ninomiya would hurt Satoshi, no. Hatred, because Ninomiya had hurt him.
“It’s not fair… It’s just not fair!” the host suddenly yelled, turning around to face Aiba, who only looked at him worriedly.
“He… he took everything from me! Everything! Because of him my life was in ruins! And now he is rewarded for it?! Why does he have such a big house? Why so much money? And why does he now get Satoshi, too?!”
He bit his lower lip quickly, trying to stem the flow of words. What was happening with him? Why was he telling Aiba all this? Ninomiya’s best friend!
“He took everything back then… Does he want to take the last person I really care about now…?” broke through his lips. Despair painted Sho’s face as he looked at Aiba, hoping for an explanation.
But Aiba was biting his lips, too, while he took a careful step closer to Sho, looking as if he didn’t know what to say.
“What you went through wasn’t fair… nothing about it was fair… but…” The vampire stopped and swallowed audibly, “… but all that… is someone else’s fault. Please… believe me.”
Even though he was looking for something in Aiba’s words to solve his problems, Sho couldn’t find anything. He didn’t find anything he could hold on to, not even the glimmer of an idea. Aiba Masaki’s words had long since stopped helping against the looming depression that had only gotten worse since Ninomiya had entered his life. Now it was there, on the horizon, smiling at him, taunting him, and he was steadily moving closer.
At the same time he began to feel that Aiba himself didn’t know how to deal with the situation, with Sho’s feelings.
But suddenly something changed in his eyes.
They widened fearfully, almost panicked, and Sho didn’t know what to think of it. He had never seen this look in the vampire’s eyes, not even when Togami had attacked him. And it scared him.
But before he could open his mouth to say something, Aiba moved almost faster than Sho could see and positioned himself in front of him, with his back to Sho and his arm extended in front of him protectively.
The host stopped breathing.
“He is right… Sho-kun,” a friendly voice suddenly came from the darkness and a second later a strange man was standing in front of them, grinning widely to showcase a lot of teeth.
But the smile vanished to leave an ice-cold look in his eyes at once.
“It was me… who made your life hell.” The stranger’s voice, that had been all friendliness earlier, sounded cold now as he took a step towards them.
Sho’s breathing sped up and he could almost feel Aiba tense further in front of him, the nearer the stranger came. But his words took too long to seep into the host’s brain; he took too long to understand what the stranger was telling him.
“You… what do you have to do with it? And how do you even know that?” Sho asked quickly, doubt colouring his voice.
“Be quiet, damn it!” Aiba hissed into his ear quickly and quietly and Sho pressed his lips together at once, taking a deep breath. Sho had never heard Aiba use that tone of voice before.
‘This stranger… he… Masaki-san… is Masaki-san scared of him…? What’s going on here?’
Then the look in the stranger’s eyes changed again - Sho was more than confused by his sudden mood swings - and he suddenly looked bemused. He laughed a low, but menacing laugh.
“Well well… Aiba-chan. Why so silent…?” the stranger spoke, completely ignoring Sho’s question, “Aren’t you going to say ‘hi’? It has been… almost eighteen years… since we last saw each other.”
But Aiba stayed silent. If Sho could have seen him, he could have seen not only tension but also deep-rooted fear on his face. But Sho had the feeling he knew what was going on inside of Aiba at the moment, even without seeing his face. His body language made his feelings more obvious than ever.
And because Aiba stayed silent, the stranger turned back to Sho, this time obviously bored.
“You don’t remember me, huh…? Maybe I should have killed your parents in front of you after all…,” he said, deep in thought, maybe even slightly sad.
The stranger took another step and came to step almost right in front of them.
“My… parents…?” quietly left Sho’s lips, before he could even think about the stranger’s words. But slowly realization dawned on him.
‘He… is the guy Masaki-san was talking about!’
And he also remembered Aiba telling him that he and Nino would flee when he found them. Because he was stronger than them.
That he had been born a pure vampire, born and bred as such.
And now he was here.
The host swallowed hard. He froze behind Aiba, unable to look away from the strange vampire, who had started to nod slightly.
“Hai… your parents.” And the grin he had worn when he first stepped out of the shadows reappeared. But this time it showed of the long, sharp fangs he wore permanently.
Sho knew that seeing a vampire’s fangs never ended well for him.
“Maybe I should have killed you, too, back then. Then poor Sho-chan wouldn’t have had such a horrible life.” He drew the words out mockingly, while he cocked his head to the side.
“And I wouldn’t have to get my hands dirty twice now.”
‘Twice…? He… he wants to-‘ but Sho didn’t get any further, because the stranger suddenly closed the distance between them and stood nose to nose with Aiba.
Sho could see every little detail, could see the dreamy look overtaking the stranger’s face as he looked deep into Aiba’s eyes. He had lifted his hand, had, as far as Sho could see, put it on Aiba’s cheek and was now ghosting his fingertips across his skin.
Panic seized the young host, getting worse the more he saw, the more he heard. The man in front of them was dangerous, very dangerous. Aiba was scared of him, Sho now knew and it made him panic even more.
He couldn’t think, couldn’t form one coherent thought. He could only watch the show, watch the pure vampire’s face come closer, his lips almost at Aiba’s ear - and his gaze turned up to Sho, who was still standing behind Aiba.
“Aiba Masaki… I have finally found you…”
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Pairing: Ohmiya | Sakuraiba
Rating: R
Genre: alternative, angst, mystery
Summary: Ohno Satoshi - newly hired host in a men's club - was slowly losing his hopes for a better life. Then one day he met a mysterious customer and his whole being suddenly hoped that his life would take a turn for the better. But Ohno couldn't even imagine the consequences this no doubt important meeting would have.
Warning: AU (Alternative Universe), RPS (Real Person Slash)
Translator:
lady_alesha♥
Beta: nanao253♥
Prologue | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24
Because I don't know if I find the time tomorrow, you get the chapter one day earlier :D And because I skipped the last friday! Sorry again m(_ _)m like I said, real life was a... bitch. Sorry as well for not be able to answer your comments recently! But I'm so happy about every comment I get! Really, it's the best motivation for me! Thank you so much for them ^__^ And as soon as my real life will get calmer I will answer your comments again! I'm really sorry about everything ;__;
Chapter 25
“If I were you, I’d be careful what I say,” the vampire answered Sho, slowly looking up at the host and fixing him with a penetrating stare. Sho’s blood turned to ice. Ohno, who lay halfway across Ninomiya’s lap, looked from one to the other in confusion, but he was too intoxicated to find the situation strange.
Before Sho could say anything else, he heard a soft voice close to his ear and felt a hand on his shoulder. Aiba.
“Sho-kun… he isn’t hurting him.”
But his words didn’t have the desired effect. Instead of calming Sho they only made him angrier. Aiba was one to talk. He was Ninomiya’s best friend and a vampire just like him.
“He isn’t hurting him, he isn’t hurting him…!” Sho repeated, his voice growing steadily louder. “It wouldn’t be the first time he hurts someone even though he doesn’t want to!”
With these words Sho turned his back on the hated vampire - he couldn’t stand the sight of him anymore - and gave Aiba the hardest look he could manage with all the alcohol in his blood.
‘He knows this better than anyone! Why do I have to keep reminding him? Why doesn’t he understand that Satoshi isn’t safe with Nino?!’
Sho just didn’t want to lose Ohno, after all.
“Sho-kun, I’ll say it again. I’d be careful what I say,” Ninomiya’s voice reached him, making Sho look back at him automatically to see a very dangerous look in his eyes. But Sho had learned not to let him intimidate him so easily.
“What are you gonna do, Ninomiya?” he said defiantly, mocking the vampire’s inflection, “Do you want to get rid of me? I wonder how you will explain that to Satoshi!”
Silence fell over the room. Every face was turned towards Sho, even Ohno, who looked like he was about to fall asleep any minute now, was looking at his friend in surprise and confusion.
“He… he really isn’t hurting him… believe me!” Aiba’s insistent voice reached his ear, growing more and more desperate. But Sho didn’t care for his words; he just didn’t believe them anymore. Not even the arm Aiba put around his waist did any good. Sho didn’t let go of his accusations, they were slowly taking over his every thought. Mixed in was the fear of losing the last person he cared for.
For a while Ninomiya looked as if he would lose his cool, as if he would pay Sho back in kind. Sho’s body tensed. Unconsciously he had tried to provoke just this, had tried to make Ninomiya lose it in front of Ohno.
To show him his real face.
But the vampire only took a deep breath, much to Sho’s displeasure, and his gaze softened again. He looked more and more like the Ninomiya-san he played when he was at the club.
“I think… it’s better if you leave now.” The words were spoken drily, but Sho could hear the vampire trying not to sound as angry as he really was.
“I really don’t like kicking visitors out, but before the situation gets out of hand… I’d rather ignore my manners.” Ninomiya’s voice grew calmer, but at the same time it sounded no less demanding. The vampire looked at Aiba briefly, then back to Sho.
“Leave now, please.”
Sho would have loved to give in to his desire and scream at Ninomiya, shout and yell and tell Satoshi exactly what he was, a fucking vampire. But he didn’t do it; he only balled his hands into fists and concentrated his anger in his fingers.
“I’m warning you… should Satoshi be missing as much as a hair after this, it will have been the last time he was here. I don’t think he will want to keep seeing you after he knows what… you’re like,” he said bitterly and sent Ninomiya one more grim look.
Then he turned around and left the room, the house, banging the doors shut behind him.
Outside on the dark, deserted road it felt like an eternity before he heard Aiba’s voice behind him.
“Sho-kun! Wait!” he yelled and Sho heard quick steps near him. He stopped, but didn’t turn around.
He had hoped, even expected Aiba to follow him. That he couldn’t stay at Ninomiya’s any longer had been more than obvious. Even though he was testing Satoshi’s safety with his behaviour, it seemed inevitable.
Had he stayed longer, he would have said more.
Since he was doing all of this to give Satoshi a good, safe life, that wouldn’t have been a good idea. Satoshi couldn’t find out who Ninomiya really was - it would break his heart.
But Sho had only seen it tonight, was only seeing it now, while the cold wind blew through his hair and cleared his head. It was as if the wind was blowing away the haze in his head, as if it was taking his intoxication with him and making him sober again.
Amazing what fresh air can do.
But it also made him think about other things again, about what had made him so angry in the first place. Not fear that Ninomiya would hurt Satoshi, no. Hatred, because Ninomiya had hurt him.
“It’s not fair… It’s just not fair!” the host suddenly yelled, turning around to face Aiba, who only looked at him worriedly.
“He… he took everything from me! Everything! Because of him my life was in ruins! And now he is rewarded for it?! Why does he have such a big house? Why so much money? And why does he now get Satoshi, too?!”
He bit his lower lip quickly, trying to stem the flow of words. What was happening with him? Why was he telling Aiba all this? Ninomiya’s best friend!
“He took everything back then… Does he want to take the last person I really care about now…?” broke through his lips. Despair painted Sho’s face as he looked at Aiba, hoping for an explanation.
But Aiba was biting his lips, too, while he took a careful step closer to Sho, looking as if he didn’t know what to say.
“What you went through wasn’t fair… nothing about it was fair… but…” The vampire stopped and swallowed audibly, “… but all that… is someone else’s fault. Please… believe me.”
Even though he was looking for something in Aiba’s words to solve his problems, Sho couldn’t find anything. He didn’t find anything he could hold on to, not even the glimmer of an idea. Aiba Masaki’s words had long since stopped helping against the looming depression that had only gotten worse since Ninomiya had entered his life. Now it was there, on the horizon, smiling at him, taunting him, and he was steadily moving closer.
At the same time he began to feel that Aiba himself didn’t know how to deal with the situation, with Sho’s feelings.
But suddenly something changed in his eyes.
They widened fearfully, almost panicked, and Sho didn’t know what to think of it. He had never seen this look in the vampire’s eyes, not even when Togami had attacked him. And it scared him.
But before he could open his mouth to say something, Aiba moved almost faster than Sho could see and positioned himself in front of him, with his back to Sho and his arm extended in front of him protectively.
The host stopped breathing.
“He is right… Sho-kun,” a friendly voice suddenly came from the darkness and a second later a strange man was standing in front of them, grinning widely to showcase a lot of teeth.
But the smile vanished to leave an ice-cold look in his eyes at once.
“It was me… who made your life hell.” The stranger’s voice, that had been all friendliness earlier, sounded cold now as he took a step towards them.
Sho’s breathing sped up and he could almost feel Aiba tense further in front of him, the nearer the stranger came. But his words took too long to seep into the host’s brain; he took too long to understand what the stranger was telling him.
“You… what do you have to do with it? And how do you even know that?” Sho asked quickly, doubt colouring his voice.
“Be quiet, damn it!” Aiba hissed into his ear quickly and quietly and Sho pressed his lips together at once, taking a deep breath. Sho had never heard Aiba use that tone of voice before.
‘This stranger… he… Masaki-san… is Masaki-san scared of him…? What’s going on here?’
Then the look in the stranger’s eyes changed again - Sho was more than confused by his sudden mood swings - and he suddenly looked bemused. He laughed a low, but menacing laugh.
“Well well… Aiba-chan. Why so silent…?” the stranger spoke, completely ignoring Sho’s question, “Aren’t you going to say ‘hi’? It has been… almost eighteen years… since we last saw each other.”
But Aiba stayed silent. If Sho could have seen him, he could have seen not only tension but also deep-rooted fear on his face. But Sho had the feeling he knew what was going on inside of Aiba at the moment, even without seeing his face. His body language made his feelings more obvious than ever.
And because Aiba stayed silent, the stranger turned back to Sho, this time obviously bored.
“You don’t remember me, huh…? Maybe I should have killed your parents in front of you after all…,” he said, deep in thought, maybe even slightly sad.
The stranger took another step and came to step almost right in front of them.
“My… parents…?” quietly left Sho’s lips, before he could even think about the stranger’s words. But slowly realization dawned on him.
‘He… is the guy Masaki-san was talking about!’
And he also remembered Aiba telling him that he and Nino would flee when he found them. Because he was stronger than them.
That he had been born a pure vampire, born and bred as such.
And now he was here.
The host swallowed hard. He froze behind Aiba, unable to look away from the strange vampire, who had started to nod slightly.
“Hai… your parents.” And the grin he had worn when he first stepped out of the shadows reappeared. But this time it showed of the long, sharp fangs he wore permanently.
Sho knew that seeing a vampire’s fangs never ended well for him.
“Maybe I should have killed you, too, back then. Then poor Sho-chan wouldn’t have had such a horrible life.” He drew the words out mockingly, while he cocked his head to the side.
“And I wouldn’t have to get my hands dirty twice now.”
‘Twice…? He… he wants to-‘ but Sho didn’t get any further, because the stranger suddenly closed the distance between them and stood nose to nose with Aiba.
Sho could see every little detail, could see the dreamy look overtaking the stranger’s face as he looked deep into Aiba’s eyes. He had lifted his hand, had, as far as Sho could see, put it on Aiba’s cheek and was now ghosting his fingertips across his skin.
Panic seized the young host, getting worse the more he saw, the more he heard. The man in front of them was dangerous, very dangerous. Aiba was scared of him, Sho now knew and it made him panic even more.
He couldn’t think, couldn’t form one coherent thought. He could only watch the show, watch the pure vampire’s face come closer, his lips almost at Aiba’s ear - and his gaze turned up to Sho, who was still standing behind Aiba.
“Aiba Masaki… I have finally found you…”
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