everyonexKyo story
Title: Red…[em] (yes I changed the title)
Author: Mizuki
Band: Dir en grey and Gackt job
Pairing: KaoruxKyo, DiexKyo and GacktxKyo if I feel like it
Genre: AU
Rating: NC-17
Warning: yaoi(man with man relationship) , PWP, non-con, threesome…
Summary: Kaoru received some photos and later a video tape sent to him by an unknown person…it’s from Kaoru’s POV!
Note: this story is written for my evil sister in Kyo’s torment, i_roxychan_i, thank her for her mp3 and those yummy Kyo-uke doujinshi…
Note2: the story is partly inspired by a Japanese suspense/erotic film: A Snake In June; also partly inspired by those S&M erotica written by Anne Rice, the rest was nothing but my sick imagination. XD
Prologue: Mysterious Photos , Part 1: Red Room, Part 2: Captive and Tormentor
Here: to visit the crimson chamber in my head~~> http://vampirekiki.deviantart.com/art/red-room-62285902
After that the video had finally came to an end, Kaoru had to watch for about 10 seconds to see Die lying on top of the small broken body of the boy he had just raped, his arms wrapped possessively around the blonde’s neck and the small of his back. Kyo remained lying numbly beneath him with his eyes staring lifelessly at the empty space above him. Meanwhile, Die buried his face at the boy’s neck, murmuring soft words to his captive’s ear but Kyo paid him no attention, finally the camera withdrew slowly from the two men in bed, then the screen went blank completely before the tape stopped running, leaving Kaoru to stared back at the blue screen of his TV.
That was enough……he had seen enough……far more than he would like to watch, with his trembling fingers the brown hair man reached for the remote control and turned off the TV( something that he should have done long ago). He didn’t have to look down at his pants to know he had a hard on there, though he honestly still couldn’t believe he was getting hard due to this damned video and its sickening content, but whatever, he did anyway and once again he had to shove the shame he felt aside. Hurryingly he rushed to his bathroom, stripping himself before running a cool shower, just in order to get rid of his little problem…
That night he didn’t even go back to his living room, the tape was still inside the tape recorder but he didn’t care. After taking the long shower to cool himself down, Kaoru went straight to his bed hoping to empty his mind from the shocking, disgusting images of damnation he had just witnessed. Dinner was the last thing in his mind that night since he wasn’t hungry and it felt like someone had force-fed him with tons of stones down his stomach, so he just changed quickly into his pajamas, dragging himself to the bed, and went to sleep.
However, during the night the images of what he had seen in the video tape came back to haunt him; again he was watching the two men tangling together in that crimson bed, together in this gloom yet elegant Red Room. Moans and cries mixed together and echoing around the room and the brown hair man could see Die thrusting into his bound captive with pleasant purrs. Unconsciously Kaoru took a step forward, it was when realization shook through him that he wasn’t watching the scene from the TV screen, he was actually inside this Red Room; together with the other two men. But how could it be possible? He was so shocked that when Die suddenly stopped and turned his head back, staring right back at him and said mockingly with a smirk. “You just love to watch, do you?”
In his dream Kaoru didn’t know how to answer or at least to defend himself despite his mind was protesting; still he continued to watch the red hair man went back to his previous activity, ravishing the boy beneath him, hard. Another scream tossed out from the blonde youth’s mouth as he was thrust in again, his head throwing back and his tearful eyes met Kaoru’s, tear slowly falling down his cheek as he looked helplessly and, accusingly at him. Kaoru felt guilty all at once but he also couldn’t deny the madding sense of arousal from rising---
Kaoru’s eyes snapped open in the middle of the night, he sat himself up from his bed with cold sweat drifting down his back, it didn’t take long for him to notice the raging erection his dream had caused him.
Cursing, Kaoru fell back down to the bed, his hand reached down to his heated crotch to take care of the problem, because he lacked the will and among of self-control to go for a cold shower again in the dead of the night. He tried hard to picture warm, willing bodies of pretty women as he got himself off, trying to use the images of nice naked women to drown out the disturbing yet strangely erotic images his dream had given him; but as he closed his eyes it was the blonde boy’s tear-tainted face he was seeing, his body reacted only to the images of the boy’s struggling, helplessly bound body and his pitiful pleas as he came close, when he reached his climax, splattering his sheet with his thick semen, it was Kyo’s pained scream echoing in his mind, it was when the dam had finally broke and it dawned suddenly upon him that he had actually seen the blonde boy before, he ever had known him once so long, long ago.
***
Early in the next morning, through boxes of almost-forgotten miscellaneous objects, Kaoru dug out an old souvenir album of his graduation class back from his high school days. He needed to check the old souvenir album out just to make sure his memory didn’t play trick on him. The brown hair man skipped through random pages of photos until his eyes focused on one particular group photo which was seemingly taken during the school Sport Day, when students from different classes and grades stood together with their smiling faces toward the camera. Soon afterward Kaoru had found himself among the students, he had a big smile on his face as well just like almost everyone else was, but it wasn’t his own young self that he was searching for. It took him another good few minutes to find the face of a shy, black hair boy standing at the far corner of the picture, apart from most of the students. The image of the boy was a blurry one in back of the photos, but still this smallish figure, the pale full lips, the pair of sad eyes half-hidden behind his bangs of soft black hair…his hair had been blond when Kaoru saw him in that tape, the hair style was far different too…but still the more closely he looked at the picture, the more he was certain that it was the same person he had seen! He had known this boy back then…the red hair man who had been addressed as Die called the youth “Kyo”…but this wasn’t the name he had known the boy for…what was his name anyway? He should know this…for during the final year of his high school, he had been assigned to be the mentor of this shy, awkward junior student for a semester. It happened that his school had the tradition to assign senior students to be the mentor of junior students and the two parties were supposed to meet at least twice a week for a semester as part of the education process, so it was a task Kaoru received from his teacher, and in order to gain better impression and mark from his teacher, Kaoru had accepted the duty. His memory of being a mentor was a vague one, for he didn’t intend to befriend the other student anyway, and he had much important matters to occupy his mind: his upcoming graduation exam in the next semester, his grade, his high school sweetheart……the tutorship he had offered twice a week to the junior student was just something necessary but hardly significant to him.
Tooru, suddenly the name of that junior student resurfaced from the depth of his mind, the boy must be no more than fifteen years old by then…his name was Tooru Nishimura, he looked younger than his age back then, his smallish and short figure gave him a childish look that made bullies in his grade to pick upon him whenever they could, and his nervous and shy manner didn’t help him to gain his peer’s acceptance neither. That had made his teacher worry and the good woman had sent the boy to the trustworthy senior to give the boy some useful advices or two to help him through his school life; and the teacher had chosen Kaoru to handle the task.
So the two had their meeting twice a week just as it was arranged, Kaoru made time to meet with the boy, at first it was hard to have the boy opened up or to even just to start a proper conversation, Kaoru could understand why those bullies would choose to pick on a boy such as this, but he had made it up to himself that he would do his best to help Nishimura to improve, though it was only out of duty rather than companionship toward the short boy. For twice a week Kaoru played the role of a kind and patient friend, older brother and knowledgeable mentor for that Nishimura boy. After he gained his trust it was easier for Kaoru to “help” him to act more properly around his peers, and sometime the older one gave him hints to improve his marks as well. Kaoru thought he was doing the boy a favor and Tooru-san, by then he had insisted Kaoru to call him as such while he kept calling the older one as “Niikura senpei” out of respect; he could also tell that the boy was much happier than he first entered the school. Everything went on smoothly between them till the end of the semester, Kaoru started to notice something about Tooru began to change. He started to notice those glances that Tooru cased at his direction when he thought the older boy wasn’t looking, he also noticed the slight flush on the boy’s face whenever he was near him or when they accidentally touched, and the way Tooru couldn’t quite meet his eyes anymore as they talked……the omens were there but back then Kaoru was too young and navies to think that if he keep pretending not to notice anything, he might make it save till the end of this semester.
But he had proofed wrong soon afterward, the unavoidable took place just before the Sport Day, when the two of them were together in a classroom after school to prepare for the activity in tomorrow. At first there were other students with them but the next thing Kaoru knew he had been alone with Tooru, the other students had vanished before he could notice. He glanced at the younger one from the corner of his eyes and became aware of how quiet the boy had been, but it only served to make him even more nervous than usual.
At the end the boy stood up from his seat after finishing his own task, and said to Kaoru softly that he was about to leave, Kaoru did his best to pretend to be busily at work and he nodded to Tooru, without even turning back toward him, to signify that he had heard his speech before he murmured a “goodbye” half-heartedly to the younger one. Then Kaoru held his breath to wait for Tooru to leave but after a long time he didn’t couldn’t hear the boy’s footstep and he knew the smaller boy hadn’t left yet. So eventually Kaoru turned his head back, only to find the boy standing about five feet away from him, with his bag on his shoulder, facing him but with his eyes downcast, he looked even more nervous and uncertain of himself than usual and the slight flush was on his cheeks again.
“So what’s it, Tooru-san?” running out of patience, Kaoru finally asked.
The boy tensed at once and his head bent even lower, it took another minute before the boy could force himself to reply.
“…I…” The boy hesitatingly began, shifting his feet out of anxiety. “I think I like you, Niikura senpei.”
From the boy’s tone, Kaoru understood what kind of “like” he was referring to, there could be no mistake of what the boy was hinting at. And in response to this awkward confession, Kaoru simply replied. “No, you don’t. Freak.”
His voice was calm but the rejection was clear and firm, completed with the last hurtful remark, Freak. there must be a better way to handle this kind of situation in a more considerate way but Kaoru was too young to be so considerate for other people’s feeling back then. Next Kaoru saw with his own eyes that the words had cut deep into the boy, shame and hurt creeping up the face immediately and those eyes shut themselves in pain for a moment before the boy bowed hurryingly to him, murmuring a “sorry” under his breath before he rushed out of the classroom.
Since that day Tooru had kept himself out of Kaoru’s way and the older one had been avoiding him as much as he could, they never spoke a word to one another again and when they encountered each other on the hallway, either of them would wave or say “hello”. Soon with the exams and his schoolwork to take care of Kaoru had all forgotten about the shy junior student……until now.
Why would Tooru resurface in such way? What had happened to the boy to land him in such situation? Yes he had rejected the boy back then but he didn’t wish him ill either. And who would have sent him such tape? What was the reason? Kaoru couldn’t be more confused.
He was jolted back to reality was his doorbell rang suddenly, and then it rang again. Putting the album aside, he walked to the front door and opened it, but no one was there, then he looked down and caught sight of a white envelop sitting at the small carpet before the door. This time the envelop was completely blank, he took the envelop up and opened it. Nothing was inside expected of a creamy color card hidden within, the card looked the same as the previous one he had received along with those photos. And there was a question written upon the card with the same handwriting and black ink:
Is This Your Desire To Come And See For Yourself?
Kaoru didn’t know what was that mean but then everything had came clear when he turned the card and found an address neatly printed on the back of the card.
Tbc…
Exciting, isn’t it? Tell me you people wanna see more for I’d worked so hard to bring you this!
Author: Mizuki
Band: Dir en grey and Gackt job
Pairing: KaoruxKyo, DiexKyo and GacktxKyo if I feel like it
Genre: AU
Rating: NC-17
Warning: yaoi(man with man relationship) , PWP, non-con, threesome…
Summary: Kaoru received some photos and later a video tape sent to him by an unknown person…it’s from Kaoru’s POV!
Note: this story is written for my evil sister in Kyo’s torment, i_roxychan_i, thank her for her mp3 and those yummy Kyo-uke doujinshi…
Note2: the story is partly inspired by a Japanese suspense/erotic film: A Snake In June; also partly inspired by those S&M erotica written by Anne Rice, the rest was nothing but my sick imagination. XD
Prologue: Mysterious Photos , Part 1: Red Room, Part 2: Captive and Tormentor
Here: to visit the crimson chamber in my head~~> http://vampirekiki.deviantart.com/art/red-room-62285902
After that the video had finally came to an end, Kaoru had to watch for about 10 seconds to see Die lying on top of the small broken body of the boy he had just raped, his arms wrapped possessively around the blonde’s neck and the small of his back. Kyo remained lying numbly beneath him with his eyes staring lifelessly at the empty space above him. Meanwhile, Die buried his face at the boy’s neck, murmuring soft words to his captive’s ear but Kyo paid him no attention, finally the camera withdrew slowly from the two men in bed, then the screen went blank completely before the tape stopped running, leaving Kaoru to stared back at the blue screen of his TV.
That was enough……he had seen enough……far more than he would like to watch, with his trembling fingers the brown hair man reached for the remote control and turned off the TV( something that he should have done long ago). He didn’t have to look down at his pants to know he had a hard on there, though he honestly still couldn’t believe he was getting hard due to this damned video and its sickening content, but whatever, he did anyway and once again he had to shove the shame he felt aside. Hurryingly he rushed to his bathroom, stripping himself before running a cool shower, just in order to get rid of his little problem…
That night he didn’t even go back to his living room, the tape was still inside the tape recorder but he didn’t care. After taking the long shower to cool himself down, Kaoru went straight to his bed hoping to empty his mind from the shocking, disgusting images of damnation he had just witnessed. Dinner was the last thing in his mind that night since he wasn’t hungry and it felt like someone had force-fed him with tons of stones down his stomach, so he just changed quickly into his pajamas, dragging himself to the bed, and went to sleep.
However, during the night the images of what he had seen in the video tape came back to haunt him; again he was watching the two men tangling together in that crimson bed, together in this gloom yet elegant Red Room. Moans and cries mixed together and echoing around the room and the brown hair man could see Die thrusting into his bound captive with pleasant purrs. Unconsciously Kaoru took a step forward, it was when realization shook through him that he wasn’t watching the scene from the TV screen, he was actually inside this Red Room; together with the other two men. But how could it be possible? He was so shocked that when Die suddenly stopped and turned his head back, staring right back at him and said mockingly with a smirk. “You just love to watch, do you?”
In his dream Kaoru didn’t know how to answer or at least to defend himself despite his mind was protesting; still he continued to watch the red hair man went back to his previous activity, ravishing the boy beneath him, hard. Another scream tossed out from the blonde youth’s mouth as he was thrust in again, his head throwing back and his tearful eyes met Kaoru’s, tear slowly falling down his cheek as he looked helplessly and, accusingly at him. Kaoru felt guilty all at once but he also couldn’t deny the madding sense of arousal from rising---
Kaoru’s eyes snapped open in the middle of the night, he sat himself up from his bed with cold sweat drifting down his back, it didn’t take long for him to notice the raging erection his dream had caused him.
Cursing, Kaoru fell back down to the bed, his hand reached down to his heated crotch to take care of the problem, because he lacked the will and among of self-control to go for a cold shower again in the dead of the night. He tried hard to picture warm, willing bodies of pretty women as he got himself off, trying to use the images of nice naked women to drown out the disturbing yet strangely erotic images his dream had given him; but as he closed his eyes it was the blonde boy’s tear-tainted face he was seeing, his body reacted only to the images of the boy’s struggling, helplessly bound body and his pitiful pleas as he came close, when he reached his climax, splattering his sheet with his thick semen, it was Kyo’s pained scream echoing in his mind, it was when the dam had finally broke and it dawned suddenly upon him that he had actually seen the blonde boy before, he ever had known him once so long, long ago.
***
Early in the next morning, through boxes of almost-forgotten miscellaneous objects, Kaoru dug out an old souvenir album of his graduation class back from his high school days. He needed to check the old souvenir album out just to make sure his memory didn’t play trick on him. The brown hair man skipped through random pages of photos until his eyes focused on one particular group photo which was seemingly taken during the school Sport Day, when students from different classes and grades stood together with their smiling faces toward the camera. Soon afterward Kaoru had found himself among the students, he had a big smile on his face as well just like almost everyone else was, but it wasn’t his own young self that he was searching for. It took him another good few minutes to find the face of a shy, black hair boy standing at the far corner of the picture, apart from most of the students. The image of the boy was a blurry one in back of the photos, but still this smallish figure, the pale full lips, the pair of sad eyes half-hidden behind his bangs of soft black hair…his hair had been blond when Kaoru saw him in that tape, the hair style was far different too…but still the more closely he looked at the picture, the more he was certain that it was the same person he had seen! He had known this boy back then…the red hair man who had been addressed as Die called the youth “Kyo”…but this wasn’t the name he had known the boy for…what was his name anyway? He should know this…for during the final year of his high school, he had been assigned to be the mentor of this shy, awkward junior student for a semester. It happened that his school had the tradition to assign senior students to be the mentor of junior students and the two parties were supposed to meet at least twice a week for a semester as part of the education process, so it was a task Kaoru received from his teacher, and in order to gain better impression and mark from his teacher, Kaoru had accepted the duty. His memory of being a mentor was a vague one, for he didn’t intend to befriend the other student anyway, and he had much important matters to occupy his mind: his upcoming graduation exam in the next semester, his grade, his high school sweetheart……the tutorship he had offered twice a week to the junior student was just something necessary but hardly significant to him.
Tooru, suddenly the name of that junior student resurfaced from the depth of his mind, the boy must be no more than fifteen years old by then…his name was Tooru Nishimura, he looked younger than his age back then, his smallish and short figure gave him a childish look that made bullies in his grade to pick upon him whenever they could, and his nervous and shy manner didn’t help him to gain his peer’s acceptance neither. That had made his teacher worry and the good woman had sent the boy to the trustworthy senior to give the boy some useful advices or two to help him through his school life; and the teacher had chosen Kaoru to handle the task.
So the two had their meeting twice a week just as it was arranged, Kaoru made time to meet with the boy, at first it was hard to have the boy opened up or to even just to start a proper conversation, Kaoru could understand why those bullies would choose to pick on a boy such as this, but he had made it up to himself that he would do his best to help Nishimura to improve, though it was only out of duty rather than companionship toward the short boy. For twice a week Kaoru played the role of a kind and patient friend, older brother and knowledgeable mentor for that Nishimura boy. After he gained his trust it was easier for Kaoru to “help” him to act more properly around his peers, and sometime the older one gave him hints to improve his marks as well. Kaoru thought he was doing the boy a favor and Tooru-san, by then he had insisted Kaoru to call him as such while he kept calling the older one as “Niikura senpei” out of respect; he could also tell that the boy was much happier than he first entered the school. Everything went on smoothly between them till the end of the semester, Kaoru started to notice something about Tooru began to change. He started to notice those glances that Tooru cased at his direction when he thought the older boy wasn’t looking, he also noticed the slight flush on the boy’s face whenever he was near him or when they accidentally touched, and the way Tooru couldn’t quite meet his eyes anymore as they talked……the omens were there but back then Kaoru was too young and navies to think that if he keep pretending not to notice anything, he might make it save till the end of this semester.
But he had proofed wrong soon afterward, the unavoidable took place just before the Sport Day, when the two of them were together in a classroom after school to prepare for the activity in tomorrow. At first there were other students with them but the next thing Kaoru knew he had been alone with Tooru, the other students had vanished before he could notice. He glanced at the younger one from the corner of his eyes and became aware of how quiet the boy had been, but it only served to make him even more nervous than usual.
At the end the boy stood up from his seat after finishing his own task, and said to Kaoru softly that he was about to leave, Kaoru did his best to pretend to be busily at work and he nodded to Tooru, without even turning back toward him, to signify that he had heard his speech before he murmured a “goodbye” half-heartedly to the younger one. Then Kaoru held his breath to wait for Tooru to leave but after a long time he didn’t couldn’t hear the boy’s footstep and he knew the smaller boy hadn’t left yet. So eventually Kaoru turned his head back, only to find the boy standing about five feet away from him, with his bag on his shoulder, facing him but with his eyes downcast, he looked even more nervous and uncertain of himself than usual and the slight flush was on his cheeks again.
“So what’s it, Tooru-san?” running out of patience, Kaoru finally asked.
The boy tensed at once and his head bent even lower, it took another minute before the boy could force himself to reply.
“…I…” The boy hesitatingly began, shifting his feet out of anxiety. “I think I like you, Niikura senpei.”
From the boy’s tone, Kaoru understood what kind of “like” he was referring to, there could be no mistake of what the boy was hinting at. And in response to this awkward confession, Kaoru simply replied. “No, you don’t. Freak.”
His voice was calm but the rejection was clear and firm, completed with the last hurtful remark, Freak. there must be a better way to handle this kind of situation in a more considerate way but Kaoru was too young to be so considerate for other people’s feeling back then. Next Kaoru saw with his own eyes that the words had cut deep into the boy, shame and hurt creeping up the face immediately and those eyes shut themselves in pain for a moment before the boy bowed hurryingly to him, murmuring a “sorry” under his breath before he rushed out of the classroom.
Since that day Tooru had kept himself out of Kaoru’s way and the older one had been avoiding him as much as he could, they never spoke a word to one another again and when they encountered each other on the hallway, either of them would wave or say “hello”. Soon with the exams and his schoolwork to take care of Kaoru had all forgotten about the shy junior student……until now.
Why would Tooru resurface in such way? What had happened to the boy to land him in such situation? Yes he had rejected the boy back then but he didn’t wish him ill either. And who would have sent him such tape? What was the reason? Kaoru couldn’t be more confused.
He was jolted back to reality was his doorbell rang suddenly, and then it rang again. Putting the album aside, he walked to the front door and opened it, but no one was there, then he looked down and caught sight of a white envelop sitting at the small carpet before the door. This time the envelop was completely blank, he took the envelop up and opened it. Nothing was inside expected of a creamy color card hidden within, the card looked the same as the previous one he had received along with those photos. And there was a question written upon the card with the same handwriting and black ink:
Is This Your Desire To Come And See For Yourself?
Kaoru didn’t know what was that mean but then everything had came clear when he turned the card and found an address neatly printed on the back of the card.
Tbc…
Exciting, isn’t it? Tell me you people wanna see more for I’d worked so hard to bring you this!