[multi-chapter] Kimi wo mamoru - Ch.11/???
Title: Kimi wo mamoru (To protect you)
Author: Saana
Pairing: Sakuraiba (main)
Rating: R and up (for violence and other things probably…)
Genre: yakuza!AU; action, angst, romance
Warning: possible OOCness, violence, minor character death
Disc.: this is a fanfiction, which means I’m a fan and this is fiction
Summary: He never wanted war. He did everything in his power to avoid it but he’ll be dead before he back down from the fight if they threaten him or what’s precious to him…
A/N: I planned and started writing to change the POV of Sho and Aiba which probably be annoying at times but after agonizing over it for some time, I decided I'll stick with it for a while cause I think it gives a certain flavor to the story (or I'm just weird, that's totally possible) But the story is for your enjoyment too so if along the way a lot of you will complain about it, I'll re-write it, I promise
Previous chapters: Prologue ; Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 ; Chapter 5 ; Chapter 6 ; Chapter 7 ; Chapter 8 ; Chapter 9 ; Chapter 10
Chapter 11 - Aiba POV
“Get in! Move!”
Masaki stumbled when the other man pushed him roughly in the room. Opposite to the other parts of the house that Masaki saw before, this room was furnished modernly. Carpeted floor, office looking furniture… But before he could take a proper look of everything, the tall man forced him down on his knees. He pressed his lips together tightly to hold back the painful groan as his knees met the floor.
“Thank you, Jun. Now, leave!”
Masaki stole a glance at Sho’s back before lowering his head. ‘It’s okay… It will be okay…’ he thought calmly. He would’ve expected himself to panic when the time comes but it was the exact opposite. ‘If it is Sho-sama… I don’t mind…’
Sho’s voice brought him back from his thoughts.
“I never wanted to, nor asked to be in this position. But when this was bestowed on me, I decided that I will be this man, because I have to be. There are people, a lot of them who are depending on me. I can’t… I won’t let them down!”
‘I know’ Masaki wanted to say but his voice failed him. He tried to clear his throat, or swallow to get his voice back but he couldn’t really do that either. The next moment Sho was there, kneeling in front of him, raised his head gently, putting a cup to his lips. He drank greedily until the cup was empty.
“I know... You’re a good man…” he said finally when Sho lowered the cup from his lips. “I… I’m just a coward… I always wanted to… I tried to escape this all my life but… I knew that I won’t be able to run forever. That one day I’ll end up like this… But because it’s you… I accept it…” he finished, smiling softly, a bit sadly at the surprised looking Sho. ‘Even if it was just this short time… I’m glad I could meet you…’ Masaki added in his thoughts, not being brave enough even at the edge of the end to tell Sho his true feelings. Now all was left is Nino…
“I just… Let me ask one thing…” he spoke up again, raising his eyes to Sho’s dark orbs. “As my last wish…”
“What?”
“Let Nino free! Please!” he said pleading. “He’s not who you think he is! His only fault is being stupidly loyal to me… Always…. always wanted to protect… me… ‘Cause I’m weak… but… Please!...”
“Don’t worry, Ma-chan! I’ll be here for you. Always. Okay?”
Nino, only a year older than Masaki but he was already way more mature than his age indicated. He wiped away the tears from Masaki’s face grinning at him widely just to lure a smile on the younger boy’s face too.
“Don’t cry anymore, Ma-chan. I’ll stay by your side no matter what…”
Masaki felt tears sliding down his face. He wanted to wipe them away, forgetting that his hands were bound. The ropes cutting into his wrist painfully at his tugging. Yet he ignored the pain. Soon it won’t matter at all anyway. Only Nino…
“I know…” he continued. “I understand… that you have to kill me but… please… spare him…” he said begging.
Nino would be yelling at him for this. He was sure of that. Crying and begging for his life… But Masaki didn’t mind it the least. Nino was all he had in his life so if this was the last thing… the only good thing he could achieve in his life. With his life… So be it…
He was about to keep on persuading Sho - he had to hear him say it! - when the man cradled his face in his hands, wiping away his tears. His eyes slid shut at Sho pressed his forehead to his.
“Who are you, Aiba Masaki?...”
Masaki didn’t understand the question but Sho obviously didn’t expect an answer for it so he dropped it. All Masaki could feel was his heart rate picking up at Sho's closeness. They were practically breathing the same air. It was a heady, almost dizzying feeling... But at the same time... He felt calm, safe, protected... Like nothing wrong can reach him while he was with Sho. And he wanted to stay in this little bubble forever. Or at least a little bit longer, knowing his time was measured for him already...
But all too soon - for Masaki's taste at least - Sho pulled away and stood up.
‘This is it...’ Masaki thought with just a touch of bitterness and regret. He closed his eyes. He was prepared...
“What are you doing?” he asked, eyes snapping open when he felt Sho cutting off the ropes from his wrists.
“What does it look like I'm doing?” Sho asked back laughing.
Masaki thought he must be dreaming. Sho's laughter was the most gorgeous thing he ever heard. In an instant he knew he'll always treasure that sound and never forget it. He passively let Sho pull him to his feet and if he leant a bit too much into Sho's support that was only because his legs fell asleep on him. Totally not so he could feel the man's body close again!... But to his surprise, Sho let him. He even tucked his head on his shoulder, rubbing his back and head affectionately. Masaki couldn't help but sigh contentedly, his confusing questions slipping his mind immediately. After another few minutes of rest, the older man had him straighten up and inspected his wrists that were rubbed raw from days of bound together, murmuring something that sounded like repeated apologies to Masaki's ears. But before he could peep a sound, Sho took his hand leading him out of the room.
“Come, you have to eat something then rest properly...”
After putting food in front of him in the kitchen, and giving strict orders to finish everything till he's back, Sho left Masaki alone. As much as he was disappointed over the man's departure, he was way too hungry to pass up the chance to eat. Yet even while he was shoveling food in his face, he couldn't stop his thoughts wondering about what could be on Sho's mind...
For the record, he was not complaining that the immediate death sentence was raised from above his head! But in the same time he wanted to know... Why?... As much as he didn't like to be part of this world, he knew enough of the power situation of the dark side of Tokyo. Sho ruled over one of the richest wards, this alone made him a target. On top of it he was young when he ascended to power, much younger than his opponents which also would've made him a target. Though he proved himself to be a tougher opponent than his rivals expected him to be. Yet slowly but surely his enemies grinded down his defenses... Lucky him that his rivals didn't trust each other enough to join forces against him...
In a situation like this a hostage as valuable as Masaki was... He would be stupid not to use it... Even if he was not the successor of his father’s clan, he was first-born, he was a symbol - like it or not. Killing him would make Sho look strong, powerful and in the same time it would make his father look weak. Someone who's unable to protect his closest family members... That was something unforgivable in their world...
Yet Sho didn't...
‘Could it mean....?’ Masaki thought hopefully but chided himself quickly. ‘Don't get your hopes up! It can still be just a trick...’
“Are you finished?”
Sho's voice woke him up from his thoughts. He blinked at Sho surprised. He did not hear him return.
“Oh, yeah, I did” he said nodding and got up from the counter. “Just let me clean this up...” he said but Sho stopped him taking his hand again.
“Leave it. Someone will come and clean it up later” he said as an explanation. “You need rest...”
Masaki just nodded obediently. There was something in Sho's voice that told him it would be useless to start arguing over it with him. He would never win.
Sho took him back to his room - well, he very much hoped this will be his room again instead of his prison cell. When Sho reached to open the door, Masaki suddenly tugged on the man's hand still holding his to gain his attention.
“I'm sorry but I have to ask!” he blurted out immediately when Sho looked at him. A part of him was afraid he'll lose his courage if he waited more. The older man just looked at him with his soft eyes, encouraging him to speak. “Why are you doing this?... You should just... It would be easier for you... So...why?...”
In the end he could explain his feelings, his fears properly and just blabbed instead. But Sho just kept looking at him, those dark eyes gentle and understanding.
“The easy way is not always the right way, Masaki” he said silently.
Masaki opened his mouth to protest more but Sho put a finger on his lips, effectively robbing his words from him.
“We'll talk about it at a later time. I promise. But now someone's waiting for you” he said and opened the door.
Masaki's eyes widened when he saw who was standing in the room, obviously waiting for him.
“Nino-chan!” he cried out rushing in to pull the shorter man in his arms. He felt tears gather in his eyes again. Above Nino's head he looked back at Sho who was still standing in the door, smiling at them.
‘Thank you’ he mouthed silently...
A/N: look at that! it's an update! I just got back to our accomodation and update comes before food. but I'd do this just for you 🤣🤣🤣 (though I had my coffee during this...) anyway, I hope you like it. it's still my favorite part of the story (so far...) also, a little heads up: after a few more chapters I'll stop with switching POVs casue the story will actually be more ruined than improved from the changed POVs.
Author: Saana
Pairing: Sakuraiba (main)
Rating: R and up (for violence and other things probably…)
Genre: yakuza!AU; action, angst, romance
Warning: possible OOCness, violence, minor character death
Disc.: this is a fanfiction, which means I’m a fan and this is fiction
Summary: He never wanted war. He did everything in his power to avoid it but he’ll be dead before he back down from the fight if they threaten him or what’s precious to him…
A/N: I planned and started writing to change the POV of Sho and Aiba which probably be annoying at times but after agonizing over it for some time, I decided I'll stick with it for a while cause I think it gives a certain flavor to the story (or I'm just weird, that's totally possible) But the story is for your enjoyment too so if along the way a lot of you will complain about it, I'll re-write it, I promise
Previous chapters: Prologue ; Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 ; Chapter 5 ; Chapter 6 ; Chapter 7 ; Chapter 8 ; Chapter 9 ; Chapter 10
Chapter 11 - Aiba POV
“Get in! Move!”
Masaki stumbled when the other man pushed him roughly in the room. Opposite to the other parts of the house that Masaki saw before, this room was furnished modernly. Carpeted floor, office looking furniture… But before he could take a proper look of everything, the tall man forced him down on his knees. He pressed his lips together tightly to hold back the painful groan as his knees met the floor.
“Thank you, Jun. Now, leave!”
Masaki stole a glance at Sho’s back before lowering his head. ‘It’s okay… It will be okay…’ he thought calmly. He would’ve expected himself to panic when the time comes but it was the exact opposite. ‘If it is Sho-sama… I don’t mind…’
Sho’s voice brought him back from his thoughts.
“I never wanted to, nor asked to be in this position. But when this was bestowed on me, I decided that I will be this man, because I have to be. There are people, a lot of them who are depending on me. I can’t… I won’t let them down!”
‘I know’ Masaki wanted to say but his voice failed him. He tried to clear his throat, or swallow to get his voice back but he couldn’t really do that either. The next moment Sho was there, kneeling in front of him, raised his head gently, putting a cup to his lips. He drank greedily until the cup was empty.
“I know... You’re a good man…” he said finally when Sho lowered the cup from his lips. “I… I’m just a coward… I always wanted to… I tried to escape this all my life but… I knew that I won’t be able to run forever. That one day I’ll end up like this… But because it’s you… I accept it…” he finished, smiling softly, a bit sadly at the surprised looking Sho. ‘Even if it was just this short time… I’m glad I could meet you…’ Masaki added in his thoughts, not being brave enough even at the edge of the end to tell Sho his true feelings. Now all was left is Nino…
“I just… Let me ask one thing…” he spoke up again, raising his eyes to Sho’s dark orbs. “As my last wish…”
“What?”
“Let Nino free! Please!” he said pleading. “He’s not who you think he is! His only fault is being stupidly loyal to me… Always…. always wanted to protect… me… ‘Cause I’m weak… but… Please!...”
“Don’t worry, Ma-chan! I’ll be here for you. Always. Okay?”
Nino, only a year older than Masaki but he was already way more mature than his age indicated. He wiped away the tears from Masaki’s face grinning at him widely just to lure a smile on the younger boy’s face too.
“Don’t cry anymore, Ma-chan. I’ll stay by your side no matter what…”
Masaki felt tears sliding down his face. He wanted to wipe them away, forgetting that his hands were bound. The ropes cutting into his wrist painfully at his tugging. Yet he ignored the pain. Soon it won’t matter at all anyway. Only Nino…
“I know…” he continued. “I understand… that you have to kill me but… please… spare him…” he said begging.
Nino would be yelling at him for this. He was sure of that. Crying and begging for his life… But Masaki didn’t mind it the least. Nino was all he had in his life so if this was the last thing… the only good thing he could achieve in his life. With his life… So be it…
He was about to keep on persuading Sho - he had to hear him say it! - when the man cradled his face in his hands, wiping away his tears. His eyes slid shut at Sho pressed his forehead to his.
“Who are you, Aiba Masaki?...”
Masaki didn’t understand the question but Sho obviously didn’t expect an answer for it so he dropped it. All Masaki could feel was his heart rate picking up at Sho's closeness. They were practically breathing the same air. It was a heady, almost dizzying feeling... But at the same time... He felt calm, safe, protected... Like nothing wrong can reach him while he was with Sho. And he wanted to stay in this little bubble forever. Or at least a little bit longer, knowing his time was measured for him already...
But all too soon - for Masaki's taste at least - Sho pulled away and stood up.
‘This is it...’ Masaki thought with just a touch of bitterness and regret. He closed his eyes. He was prepared...
“What are you doing?” he asked, eyes snapping open when he felt Sho cutting off the ropes from his wrists.
“What does it look like I'm doing?” Sho asked back laughing.
Masaki thought he must be dreaming. Sho's laughter was the most gorgeous thing he ever heard. In an instant he knew he'll always treasure that sound and never forget it. He passively let Sho pull him to his feet and if he leant a bit too much into Sho's support that was only because his legs fell asleep on him. Totally not so he could feel the man's body close again!... But to his surprise, Sho let him. He even tucked his head on his shoulder, rubbing his back and head affectionately. Masaki couldn't help but sigh contentedly, his confusing questions slipping his mind immediately. After another few minutes of rest, the older man had him straighten up and inspected his wrists that were rubbed raw from days of bound together, murmuring something that sounded like repeated apologies to Masaki's ears. But before he could peep a sound, Sho took his hand leading him out of the room.
“Come, you have to eat something then rest properly...”
After putting food in front of him in the kitchen, and giving strict orders to finish everything till he's back, Sho left Masaki alone. As much as he was disappointed over the man's departure, he was way too hungry to pass up the chance to eat. Yet even while he was shoveling food in his face, he couldn't stop his thoughts wondering about what could be on Sho's mind...
For the record, he was not complaining that the immediate death sentence was raised from above his head! But in the same time he wanted to know... Why?... As much as he didn't like to be part of this world, he knew enough of the power situation of the dark side of Tokyo. Sho ruled over one of the richest wards, this alone made him a target. On top of it he was young when he ascended to power, much younger than his opponents which also would've made him a target. Though he proved himself to be a tougher opponent than his rivals expected him to be. Yet slowly but surely his enemies grinded down his defenses... Lucky him that his rivals didn't trust each other enough to join forces against him...
In a situation like this a hostage as valuable as Masaki was... He would be stupid not to use it... Even if he was not the successor of his father’s clan, he was first-born, he was a symbol - like it or not. Killing him would make Sho look strong, powerful and in the same time it would make his father look weak. Someone who's unable to protect his closest family members... That was something unforgivable in their world...
Yet Sho didn't...
‘Could it mean....?’ Masaki thought hopefully but chided himself quickly. ‘Don't get your hopes up! It can still be just a trick...’
“Are you finished?”
Sho's voice woke him up from his thoughts. He blinked at Sho surprised. He did not hear him return.
“Oh, yeah, I did” he said nodding and got up from the counter. “Just let me clean this up...” he said but Sho stopped him taking his hand again.
“Leave it. Someone will come and clean it up later” he said as an explanation. “You need rest...”
Masaki just nodded obediently. There was something in Sho's voice that told him it would be useless to start arguing over it with him. He would never win.
Sho took him back to his room - well, he very much hoped this will be his room again instead of his prison cell. When Sho reached to open the door, Masaki suddenly tugged on the man's hand still holding his to gain his attention.
“I'm sorry but I have to ask!” he blurted out immediately when Sho looked at him. A part of him was afraid he'll lose his courage if he waited more. The older man just looked at him with his soft eyes, encouraging him to speak. “Why are you doing this?... You should just... It would be easier for you... So...why?...”
In the end he could explain his feelings, his fears properly and just blabbed instead. But Sho just kept looking at him, those dark eyes gentle and understanding.
“The easy way is not always the right way, Masaki” he said silently.
Masaki opened his mouth to protest more but Sho put a finger on his lips, effectively robbing his words from him.
“We'll talk about it at a later time. I promise. But now someone's waiting for you” he said and opened the door.
Masaki's eyes widened when he saw who was standing in the room, obviously waiting for him.
“Nino-chan!” he cried out rushing in to pull the shorter man in his arms. He felt tears gather in his eyes again. Above Nino's head he looked back at Sho who was still standing in the door, smiling at them.
‘Thank you’ he mouthed silently...
A/N: look at that! it's an update! I just got back to our accomodation and update comes before food. but I'd do this just for you 🤣🤣🤣 (though I had my coffee during this...) anyway, I hope you like it. it's still my favorite part of the story (so far...) also, a little heads up: after a few more chapters I'll stop with switching POVs casue the story will actually be more ruined than improved from the changed POVs.