My new family: a Heisei Kumi fanfic (15/16)
Author: ryosukekoibito
Pairing: Keito/Shoon, with some side Ariyama, Chiitaro, onesidedYamada/Kamiki, onesided Hikato
Rating: R, for violence and dark themes
Genre: A little bit of everything, except smut. No smut, sorry~
Disclaimer: They all own each other. I own nothing~
Summary: Johnny Kitagawa head of the Kitagawa Yakuza Group, dies. Yes, he's dead. Now, Okamoto Kenichi takes over, and forces his son, Okamoto Keito into the Heisei Kumi, a subunit of the group; to learn and make himself a proper yakuza. Poor Keito didn't know what he was getting himself into...
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He didn't see Shoon for a couple of days, the young man busy with his work after taking off for Raiya's death day. When he finally did see Shoon again, there was never a good time to ask; the handsome man always talking with one or multiple of the other boys, or playing cards or mahjong with them. This continued for almost a week, until one night Keito followed him after he left, racing after him and grabbing his hand, stopping him. Shoon turned around surprised.
"Keito. What is it?"
"Why did you...the kiss...?" He gestured to his cheek. Shoon looked at him confused for a second.
"That's what you followed me for?"
Keito nodded, determined to have his question answered. Shoon looked up at him, eyes searching Keito's face, and asked
"Why is it such a big deal?"
Keito stopped, the determination wavering inside him.
"You tell me that, and I'll tell you why I kissed your cheek."
They stood in silence for a minute or more, before Shoon sighed, and said
"I'm sorry, but I have to go home now. I have work in the morning to prepare for. Goodnight, Keito."
Keito stood there, and watched Shoon leave, feeling stupid.
He avoided Shoon for days after that; making up his mind. Finally, one morning he bundled up and made his way to Shoon's work, catching him before he managed to enter the building.
"It's a big deal...because I love you." Keito said, before he could talk himself out of it. Shoon stood there, blinking for a second, processing what Keito had said. It was completely out of the blue. All the while Keito got more and more nervous, more and more self conscious, more and more sure that he had just done something idiotic. Then, everything seemed to click in Shoon’s head, and he leaned toward Keito, suddenly kissing him; right there, as his coworkers walked in and out of the building, as people they didn't know gasped and pointed. He pulled away, his big doe eyes emitting happiness, and he said
"I kissed you, because I love you."
Keito went home feeling as though nothing could go wrong. The world was perfect today. That is, until he opened the door, and was thrown back to reality with the sound of an unfamiliar voice shouting crude words at the top of her lungs. Shidai Mirai and Seto Koji were in his living room, bound to kitchen chairs, and furious. Hikaru and Inoo were sitting on the couch, watching them; matching triumphant looks on their faces. It was easy to piece together what had happened.
"Hey Keito." Hikaru called out, as though this was a normal occurrence. Keito sent him a nod of acknowledgement, and was about to ask why the Wakaba-Kumi members were tied up in their living room, when Hikaru answered the unspoken question.
"Revenge, for what they did to Ryu and Shin. We did a good job of repaying the favor, ne? Everyone else is out, it's a surprise～"
Oh my.
As if on cue, Takaki and Chinen opened the door, saying their "I'm home."'s before turning their attention to the two in the chairs. Shidai had finally fallen silent.
"So this is where you two went this morning?" Takaki asked, flopping down next to Inoo, slipping his arm comfortably around his shoulders. Hikaru and Inoo nodded. Takaki swept his eyes over the hostages. Koji glared.
"Once everyone's back home, we'll discuss what to do with them." Chinen decided, slipping off his shoes and meandering into the kitchen to make himself a snack. Shidai was whispering insults now, glaring at Takaki. The tall brunette ignored her.
One by one they all came home, all staying downstairs after their arrival, waiting for the meeting to begin. Shidai had insults and scorn for all of them, but her words didn't really do much. Not until their last member came back from a date with his current target.
"Tadaima." Yamada called out, shutting the door quietly behind himself. "Welcome back."'s were drowned out by a shrill yell
"Disgusting freak!" Shidai spat. By now everyone else was used to the insulting she had been treating them to; but Yamada tensed up.
"Nice hickey you got there; you slut." Shidai growled. Yamada's hand flew to his neck, where sure enough, a reddish-purple mark just under his jawbone shone out, new.
"What, d'you go find another cock whore like yourself to get yourself fucked?" Shidai spat, glaring at him.
"Shameless bastard; but you were always a little slut, weren't you?"
You could practically see the waves of harsh hatred emitting from Yamada's body.
"Shut the hell up, bitch."
"You were a slutty whore from day one; always ready for his dick..." Shidai smirked.
"But I'm sure you've told them all about that; shameless. Maybe you even let them all in on the action?"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Yamada yelled, tears beginning to well up in his eyes.
"Oh, so you haven't told them? I'm sure they'd all like to know. Know what you let himー" Shidai's sentence was cut short when Yamada's fist connected with her jaw, sending herself and her chair crashing to the floor. Then, Yamada turned to leave, but Daiki stopped him, grabbing his wrist and swinging him around, forcing him to look at the older boy.
"Ryosuke, what's she talking about? What happened?" He asked, fear and anger creeping into his voice. Yamada refused to look at him, his eyes fixed on his shoes.
"Get those Wakaba bastards out of here." Chinen demanded, and Inoo, Takaki, and Hikaru did so, locking them in Hikaru's bedroom. The whole room was silent, everyone staring at Yamada; shocked by how he had reacted to Shidai's jabs, and fearful, yet set on knowing what she had been talking about.
"Yamada, what the hell was that about?" Chinen demanded. Yamada was sobbing now, the only thing keeping him standing was Daiki's grip on him, his eyes hidden under his bangs.
"Yama-chan?" Yuto’s voice was gentle; yet it just made Yamada sob harder.
"I-it, she...I...he...I didn't...want to!" The words were barely coherent through his choking tears.
"Shhhh, calm down."
After a minute or so, the question was asked again
"Yamada, what was she talking about?"
Chest heaving, tears flowing, Yamada began to speak.
"R-r-ryunosuke...he...b-back then...he...when he wanted m-me to c-come with him...h-he said th-that he l-l-loved me...a-and I said that I d-didn't like h-him that way...a-and he s-said...th-then I'll ma-make you! A-and then h-he..." Yamada was now crouched on the floor, his arms wrapped around his knees.
"What did he do? What did Kamiki do to you, Yama-chan?" Takaki asked, reaching out to touch the younger boy; but his hand was shoved away with a scared, panicked "DON'T TOUCH ME!". Takaki stood there shocked for a second. Yamada's sobs renewed full force, and after many choked apologies to Takaki, he managed to calm himself down enough to talk constantly once more.
"He...h-he made...made me...I, I didn't want to! I told h-him 'NO!'...but, but...he...it's not my fault! I didn't want....I didn't...I...."
Shocked looks ran through the other boys. Keito knew that he too must have a similar expression on his face. Their minds were rejecting the information. It was impossible...it just...there was no way...Yamada was always so...how could...? But Yamada wasn't finished.
"W-when h-he finished....he...t-took me to their...and h-he t-tied m-me up...h-he s-said th-that he c-could...u-u-use me whenever h-he w-wanted...! And...he...he d-did."
Rape. Yamada had been Kamiki's sex slave.
Wave after wave of horror washed over Keito, weighing him down, pulling at his head and joints, making his stomach burn and rip, his heart sinking through his body, as pain and nausea swirled inside it, as what Yamada said, and the tone with which he had said it, echoed over and over in his mind, each echo louder than the last. He was staring at his housemate, he realized, and he turned his head away.
"Ryosuke."
Daiki crouched down, and sat next to Yamada.
"Ryosuke."
This time, Yamada slowly turned to look at his boyfriend. Daiki opened his arms in a hug, and held them there, silent; offering. Slowly, Yamada moved forward, until he reached out, and grabbed Daiki's shirt, clinging to it, and burying his face in it, as he shook with sobs. Daiki let his arms encircle the sobbing boy, pulling him closer, wrapping the bundle of a boy that he loved so much; trying to give him comfort.
"Meeting in..." Chinen checked his watch, looking strained "Forty-five minutes."
With that, their little Kumi-cho wandered off to his office, shutting the door behind him. Ryutaro watched him go, a fierce concern in his gaze. Silently, they all dispersed, leaving Daiki and Yamada there in the entrance.
Keito escaped to the closetーthe same one he had been in on New Year’s. He just sat there, numb.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and Hikaru was there, just like last time.
"I wasn't kidding when I had said that this was my spot, 'ya know." the older one said, pouting slightly. Keito got up, brushing past Hikaru, giving him his closet back, with a mumbled "Sorry." Suddenly, a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders, pulling him to Hikaru's chest.
"You okay?" Hikaru asked gently.
"I'm fine."
"Don't lie to me Keito. Are you okay?"
He paused.
"I'll be okay."
Hikaru rested his head on Keito's shoulder; and Keito's heart sped up in surprise.
"Please, try not to be so upset. It hurts to see." Hikaru said, squeezing him tightly.
"You know, you've become something precious for me...my reason for fighting on with my life. I'll never let you get hurt. Not like that. Never. I'll die first."
This statement was met with silence. Keito didn't know how to respond; so he didn't. Instead, he stood there, still, and let Hikaru hug him. Keito didn't know how long they stood there, frozen like that. He just stayed silent, listening to the beating of their hearts. Until the door swung open.
"Ne Hikaru, the meeting's about to st-" Inoo froze in the doorway, a shocked look on his face. Feeling awkward, Keito pulled himself out of Hikaru's arms, and Hikaru simply walked over to Inoo slinging an arm over his older companion’s shoulders and exiting the room without looking back. After a moment, Keito followed them to the kitchen, forcing himself not to think of what Hikaru had saidーdoneーand focus on the meeting the Kumi-cho had called. He was one of the last to arrive; his eyes immediately flying to Yamada. No longer crying, he still looked shaken, as though being forced to remember the dark time period had put him through the traumatizing experience all over again. Keito hoped that it wasn't affecting him as much as he feared, silently sending out a small prayer on the short boy's behalf. His focus was pulled back in to the situation at hand when the Kumi-cho started talking.
"The current situation, as we all know, is that we are holding two Wakaba-Kumi members hostage, courtesy of Hikaru and Inoo, in retaliation for the beating they gave to our members Ryutaro and Shintaro Morimoto. Now, due to this it is likely that within the next twelve to twenty-four hours the Wakaba will realize the situation, and raid us in an attempt to rescue their comrades. I expect you all to be prepared for that." The small boy sent a glance Yamada's way. Yamada nodded, understanding that that comment had been directed at him.
"Please prepare yourselves. Yabuーmake sure we are well stocked on medical supplies. That will be all."
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