Author: ryosukekoibito
Pairing: Keito/Shoon (Shoto?), with some side Ariyama and Chiitaro
Rating: R, for violence and dark themes
Genre: Slice of life/Angst
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Summary: Keito has been in the Heisei Kumi for nearly 2 years now. He has a wonderful boyfriend, and he's become a strong fighter and an important member of the Kumi. Life has been good, but life as a Yakuza can never stay peaceful for long. This is a direct sequel to my first Heisei Kumi fic My New Family. This fic may be confusing if you haven't read that one, which you can find
here. This fic takes place 8ish months after My New Family ends, so...yeah. I hope you like it!
Keito sat back in the hard plastic chair of the hospital waiting room, his elbow propped on the chair's arm, fingers absentmindedly playing with the black guitar pick dangling from the chain around his neck. He'd gotten used to the room over the past few months. This visit however, was taking longer than he had expected. Keito reminded himself that this was just a simple routine checkup. Everything was fine. Still, that ball of worry lodged in his chest refused to move, until finally a familiar figure pushed through the hospital doors and Keito stood, watching as his boyfriend of nearly nine months made his way over, slinging a jacket across his shoulders as he drew near. Once he was close enough he leaned in for a quick kiss, Keito smiling into it, slipping their hands together and lacing their fingers. When Shoon pulled away Keito asked
"How was it?" Shoon looked up at him, his large eyes disapproving.
"You always sound so sad when you ask that question Keito. Lighten up, don't worry so much. I'm fine. I got the same results as last time, and the time before that, and the time before that. I'm cancer free." The little ball of worry curled in on itself, imploding silently in the confines of his ribcage, and together they left the hospital, the March wind whipping their hair around their faces as they walked.
"Since it's right around the corner, let’s stop by the conbini on the way home and pick up some things for dinner. You're staying tonight, right?" Keito shook his head.
"I can only stay for an hour or so, the Kumi-cho wants me home for dinner, he had something he wants to discuss with me." Shoon nodded in acknowledgement, and after a quick stop at the conbini on the corner they made their way to his apartment complex, trudging up the stairs to the second story and unlocking the door.
Shoon's apartment was a tiny thing; just the size for one person. When Keito had first come to visit it had been sparse and uninviting, not at all as if someone lived there, but now it was warmer, and there were signs of life shown mostly in the pictures that hung on the walls. Keito stopped in the living room, eyes taking in the photograph hanging on the left wall. It was of the two of them, both smiling happily, taken on the night of their six month anniversary. Shoon had taken him to a nice restaurant; they'd had the waiter take their picture. A smile graced his lips as he thought about it. Shoon slipped past, beckoning him to the couch, and Keito joined him, snuggling up close and slinging an arm around the older mans shoulders, leaning in for a kiss. Shoon met him halfway, and for a bit they just sat there, sharing kisses contentedly, silently enjoying each other’s company. After a while however, Shoon finally spoke.
"How's everyone holding up? How's Yuto?" Yuto had taken a blade to the chest a week before in their last raid of the Wakaba's turf. The wounds weren't even close to life threatening, but he was confined to his bed until Yabu deemed him well enough to be up walking around.
"Yuto's fine; it was just a four, he's bored out of his mind stuck in his bed all day, but Yama-chan and I have been keeping him company-trying to keep him entertained." Shoon went silent for a moment, face going blank as he thought. After a bit he said
"Perhaps I'll come by this weekend; I think I have something that could cheer him up." Keito's interest was piqued.
"What're you going to bring?" Shoon grinned, shaking his head mischievously.
"You're just going to have to wait and see!" Keito sighed, and when his eyes caught on the face of the clock he frowned.
"I've got to be going." He unwrapped his arm from Shoon’s shoulders, standing, Shoon following suit as he made his way to the door. On the doorstep he turned, giving Shoon one last kiss.
"I love you." Shoon murmured tenderly, brushing Keito's bangs out of his eyes. Keito was struck with just how beautiful Shoon was, and he was once again amazed that he had him.
"I love you too." Keito told him, and with a smile and a small wave Keito left, the sun beginning to set as he made his way through the streets back home. Once there, he climbed the steps, pushing open the door with a yell.
"I'm home!" He stepped in, the voices of his housemates welcoming him back, and he grinned, the smell of good cooking washing over him. He peeked his head into the kitchen to see everyone getting ready for dinner. He'd made it just in time. As he walked in Takaki brushed past him, with a distracted
"You're in the way." Before heading up the stairs, taking a tray for Yuto. Takaki's words pulled Hikaru's attention, and at the sight of Keito he grinned, gesturing to Keito's spot at the table.
"Come sit. I was just about to go and fetch you myself, you idiot." Hikaru's words were rude, but affection was clear in his tone, and Keito just smiled, taking his seat next to him. Soon they all dug into their meal, Keito telling the others that Shoon's doctors visit had gone well, the rest of them sharing the highlights of their day. Dinner was loud, everyone joking and teasing as they all told their stories, and Keito found himself laughing with the rest of them when Ryutaro's comment about Daiki's height had Inoo in between the two, trying to keep Daiki from punching the younger boy in the face. Ryutaro's teasing on the subject had gotten to be a more and more frequent occurrence, as their youngest housemate had hit a growth spurt in the past few months, and was towering over them, now at eye level with Yuto and Yabu, but unlike the two skinny lanky boys his legs weren't just long, his chest was broad and strong. He dwarfed Daiki, and was delighting in the new development. Poor Inoo was doing a bad job of keeping the two separate, but one glare from Chinen had all three of them back in their seats, Daiki's last "Fuck you." fading from his lips.
After their meal Chinen caught his eye, his head tilting toward the door to his office, and silently Keito followed the little Kumi-cho back into the room, Chinen flicking on a light and taking a seat behind his desk. Keito followed suit, sitting on the other side of the desk, waiting anxiously for Chinen to begin speaking.
"I had a meeting with the Oyabun today." Chinen started, and Keito immediately sat up just a bit straighter at the mention of his father. "He wanted to know how you had adjusted to our lifestyle since he had dumped you on our-" Chinen paused. "-my doorstep." There was another pause, eyes searching Keito's face. "I told him that you have become an accepted member of the household, and that you work very hard to please your housemates." At those words Keito felt a wave of gratitude wash over him. It was hard to tell what the Kumi-cho was thinking, and he was happy to have gotten such wonderful comments from him. Chinen fixed him with a glare. "Don't make me regret it. Just because your father is the boss doesn't mean you get special treatment." Keito nodded immediately and, satisfied, Chinen said
"That'll be all."
As soon as Keito exited Chinen's office Ryutaro grabbed him by the arm, dragging him past the poker game currently going on in the living room and yanking him up the stairs to the bedroom the younger boy shared with Yabu, shutting the door hastily behind them once they had arrived, rounding on Keito immediately.
"What did the Kumi-cho want with you?!" Keito was taken aback.
"What?"
"What did he talk to you about? What did you tell him?!" Ryutaro was angry, his hands balled into fists, but when his eyes met Keito's own the main emotion Keito saw there was fear. Ryutaro was panicking.
"My dad. We just were talking about my dad." Keito announced, deciding not to ask too many questions. He didn't want to get himself punched. Ryu blinked, clearly that was not the answer he had been expecting.
"He didn't find out that you know about us?" Keito was confused.
"What?"
"Kumi-cho. He didn't just talk to you about how you know about....us? Me. You know." Ryu paused. "You didn't tell him?" Oh, so that's what this was all about. Ryu was worried about his relationship with Chinen.
"No! That's...I wouldn't...I mean...no." Keito tripped over his words, his denial bursting forth in a jumble. He took a breath, trying to sort it all out. "I've kept your secret. No one knows but me, I promise." At Keito's words Ryu shut his eyes, his head tilting back as he sighed, his shoulders slumping in relief.
"Shit. He's making me crazy." Keito heard his housemate mutter, and he grinned a bit at that. Ryutaro rarely ever lost control, but when he thought his relationship was in danger he went out of his mind with worry immediately. It was kind of nice to know that Ryu had the ability to care so much.
"I'm going to check in on Yuto if you don't need me anymore." Keito announced, and Ryutaro waved his hand at the door, signaling that Keito was free to go. Keito wandered through the hallways until he made it to the room he shared with Yuto, pushing the door open. Yuto was sitting up in bed, his chest bare except for the bandages, a chess board balanced on his legs. Yamada and Daiki were in there, and as Keito came in Daiki pushed his rook across the board, a look of concentration on his face. Yamada was sitting on the floor by Daiki's feet, craning his neck to get a good look at the chess board, his katana lying in its sheath on the floor next to him. With a little smile Yamada assessed the board before leaning his head back to rest on Daiki's knees, looking up at Keito.
"Hey guys." Keito said, and Yuto smiled up at him, Daiki turning and giving Keito a nod of recognition before flicking his attention back to the board. "How's the game going?" Before either of the two that were actually playing could respond, Yamada said
"It's almost over. It's already been won." Daiki looked down at his boyfriend, running a small hand through Yamada's hair affectionately. Yuto just pouted.
"Yama-chan, it's annoying when you do that." Sure enough, within two more moves Daiki was calling out a smug
"Checkmate." Yuto sighed, flicking over his king in defeat. Quickly they cleaned up the board, and soon Yamada and Daiki left, Daiki's left hand resting discreetly in Yamada's left pants pocket, his arm snaked around Yamada's hips. Yuto sighed, leaning back in bed, hooking his fingers in the spaces between the boards of the top bunk over his head, the perfect picture of boredom.
"Shoon's coming by over the weekend; he said he has something that'll cheer you up." Keito announced, sitting on the edge of Yuto's bed, slinging an arm around his roommate's shoulders. Yuto looked up at him, excitement already gleaming in his eyes at the words.
"What is it?"
"He wouldn't tell me, he just said to wait and see." Yuto brought a hand up to his face, rubbing his chin in concentration, lips pursed, brow furrowed as he considered the possibilities. He and Keito batted ideas back and forth for a bit, and as they brainstormed Keito got ready for bed. Yuto was speculating about a model airplane when Keito finally went to sleep.
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