「90 Minutes」《Chapter 7》
Title: 90 Minutes
Pairing: Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari
Genre: angst, drama, smut, romance
Length: chaptered
Word Count: 3,192 words
Rating: R for warning
WARNING: suicide attempt
He could not sleep, his mind was a mess after everything, which had happened lately. Confessing his feelings to his friend was a relief, but at the same time a reaffirmation of how deep his thoughts towards Ohno had become. Kazunari could only tell those things to Masaki; that person was the only one who was willing to listen and understand him without criticizing his decisions. Ninomiya finally had a good friend and he did not want to lose him even out of that house, when both could live by their own.
Usually, Masaki did not tell him about his problems and he was always smiling; that helped him a lot to be in a very good mood every time they met and talked. He needed to talk at that moment, but for sure his friend was sleeping. He looked at his bed, but his eyes did not see anyone. He frowned and decided to stand up to go to the toilet and try to figure out where he was.
Kazunari headed to the toilet of his floor, but suddenly he heard a noise over his head. He frowned, that floor was only for Satoshi. Had something happened to him? He decided to go upstairs and take a look just to be sure that everything was fine. He saw that the phone, which were in every floor, was off hook and he placed it correctly. He glanced at both sides and, at the end of the hallway, a weak light was going out from the toilet door. Ninomiya started to worried, maybe Satoshi had fallen on the floor. He walked quickly to reach the room and glance inside. His breath was cut off.
His wide eyes were frozen only staring at that still body on the floor. A puddle of blood was staining his clothes and the floor, which increased of size when more blood fell from his wrists. They were completely cut, several wounds that did not stop spilling more blood. His eyes were blurry because of all the water they had. Then, the seemed-lifeless body moved slightly and his eyes opened a bit. “Nino... I'm sorry...” he muttered with a broken voice and Kazunari saw how a tear fell from the corned of his left eye. That made him react and he ran to him.
“Please, Aiba, don't die, okay?!” he shouted, blocked at that moment. “I need you! Fuck! Help!” he shouted not to leave his friend alone, but nobody seemed to have heard him. Then, he undressed his upper part of his pyjamas and tore it in two pieces to cover the wounds and make them stop bleeding. He was crying and praying for his friend. “Don’t die yet, Aiba... Wait until I get some help...” he begged him lowly, Kazunari being victim of his anxiety.
When his wrists were perfectly covered and it looked like the blood did not fall anymore, he stood up to run through the hallway. Ohno's bedroom was there, it would be the quickest idea and he did not think anything else. He caught the doorbell and opened the door. His eyes found a sleepy pair, which widened horrified a second after realizing how he was. Satoshi was awake and in front of the door. Ninomiya tried to talk, but his weeping was so strong. Satoshi only took his hands full of blood and caressed his face.
“Kazunari, are you okay?!” Ohno looked tremendously scared and Ninomiya only lowered his head. “Answer me, please! What's happened?!” he continued trying to know which the reason was.
“Aiba... is in your toilet... He cut his veins...” he hiccupped, his anxiety attack being stronger and stronger. Satoshi set him aside to run to the toilet. Kazunari leaned on the door and went down slowly. What was that? His friend was possibly dead. Why? Why did he have to lose all the important people of his life? He was trembling, cold and crying. His ears listened to how Satoshi was calling an ambulance, but Kazunari was sure it was too late, Masaki was already dead. He saw how his eyes were dead the last time they looked at each other and Kazunari covered his face. Why? There was no reason for that. Or maybe he was so bad friend that he did not realize how bad Masaki was. The guilt fulfilled his soul and his legs hit the wall hard expressing how frustrated he was.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder and raised his head. Satoshi was there, looking so troubled and Ohno's hand touched his cheek. “Help me to move him until the main door, we can save him, Kazunari” he muttered hopeful, but Ninomiya shook his head.
“I failed him, he's dead because of my fault” he sobbed, feeling how his heart stopped beating when he spoke it. Hastily, he felt a hard slap on his face and Ohno caught him by his shoulders to stand up.
“He's still alive, okay?! So you will help me to save his life!” he shouted at Kazunari and the latter widened his eyes and nodded. Satoshi held his hand to walk to the toilet and both took Masaki as they could to carry him. Ohno decided to deal with the upper part as Ninomiya caught his legs. He could not stop watching how sleepy his friend seemed or how his head rested on Satoshi's shoulder lifelessly. Kazunari sighed deeply to forget those thoughts and concentrate on going downstairs properly until they arrived to the main door. The ambulance was there and the doctors checked Masaki immediately.
Ninomiya stayed there, full of blood, half-naked in the middle of the sunrise, without even blinking, watching how the doctors tried to save Masaki and how Satoshi was talking with one of them. He had a bit of blood too on his arms. And it was a shame because Ohno used expensive clothes. For sure those stains would be hard to erase... Erase... Would he be able to erase that image of his friend from his mind someday? Would he be able to erase all what he had lived in that house? As Satoshi...? He curved a commissure of his lips slightly and his eyes followed the ambulance leaving the garden to head to the hospital.
He lowered his head; the tears did not stop at all. Slowly, he felt around him a warm jacket and his gaze found Satoshi in front of him. He gulped feeling goosebumps and needing him more than never. His feet walked closer and his arms hugged his waist when he rested his head on his shoulder. “Promise me he will live...” he begged with his husky voice after crying so much. Ohno hugged him back and brushed his hair slowly.
“He will, for sure...” his sir spoke sweetly and his fingers caught his chin to raise it and their eyes met. He loved him. He loved him with all his might and thanks to Aiba he could realize it. His friend helped him to decided and fight for him. Masaki was the one who encouraged him to be able to approach and kiss him as if Satoshi was his. Ninomiya moved his lips as he had learned after so many kisses with him and Satoshi returned it willingly. His little touches made him feel calmer and he could breathe again when they separated. “Do you want to go with him? I can take you there” Satoshi offered kissing his nose and Kazunari nodded smiling a bit. Suddenly, they heard a gasp from the main door and the couple turned around their heads. Sakurai was there, out of place, but his face changed when he saw the blood on their bodies.
“What happened?” he ran to them and Kazunari lowered his head being unable to say it again. Satoshi hugged him again.
“Kazunari found Aiba on the bathroom after he had cut his wrists. We called an ambulance and we're going to go to the hospital now” Ohno informed briefly. He was fine like that, he did not care to be seen hugged by Satoshi.
“What?! Why would he...?” Sakurai muttered shocked.
“Nobody knows. Sakurai, when everyone gets up, organize them, okay? Clean all the blood around the house and calm down your coworkers. I don't know how much time I will be there so you're in charge” Satoshi trusted Sho and the servant accepted without a complain. Then, he felt a hand on his back, but the hug around him tightened and that touch disappeared.
“It's yours, Ohno. I only care about him. As a friend” Sho said and he saw how a hand patted Satoshi's back. Since when did they have so much confidence? Kazunari raised his head to see how his friend was smiling. Sho turned around to come inside and he looked at Satoshi.
“I-“
“Let’s take a shower” he pulled him, but Ninomiya refused to walk.
“We don't have to waste time” he wanted to go as soon as possible to be with him. Both ending alive or dead, he wanted to catch his hand until he knew which would be his future. However, Satoshi sighed and blinked a few times.
“You can't go like this, full of blood and almost naked. We will be there in less than half an hour” he brushed his hair slightly.
“And what if he dies while we are taking a shower?” Ninomiya asked really hating that idea, he wanted to be by his side, no matter how he was. Ohno clicked his tongue and caught his arm.
“We’re just wasting time while arguing. Please, take a shower and stop behaving as a kid, I have enough already” he started to walk and Kazunari decided to follow him. He had no other option; Ohno would not accept to take him there in that condition.
They arrived to the personal bathroom, he had beside his bedroom, and Satoshi opened the tap of hot water. The water falling covered his heart pounding when Ohno undressed him or his heavy breath because he was thinking about having his sir naked and wet that close. He entered the shower and glanced at how Satoshi removed his clothes. He was pretty sexy with that messy hair and Kazunari stared too much because Satoshi figured him out. His sir came in too and took his hands.
“It’s dried already...” he muttered and Kazunari only watched how Ohno started to rub his skin with soap on his hands. He was silent and absent. His mind was not there. It was in that bathroom yet, watching how his friend was dying and he could do nothing. He did not care of what Ohno was doing. He was not able to forget that image. Kazunari was unable to think that he was there, taking a shower while his friend could be dead.
“Please, go faster...” he begged with a knot in his throat. Satoshi looked at him troublesomely and the red lather disappeared with the water. He tried to wash the rest of his body quickly, especially his face because he was crying so he wanted to cover his tears. He was rubbing his skin, but his nerves were in the limit. He sighed wanting to shout, however, he only brushed his hair. Satoshi caught his forearms to make him look at his eyes.
“Calm down” his hand touched his cheek. “Don’t cry anymore” his soft voice showed how calm he was and Kazunari was lost about that. How could he be so relaxed? Of course, Aiba was just a servant for him. Kazunari caught his wrist and threw it away.
“If you don't care about him, it's okay, but I do and I can't lose more time!” he shouted at Satoshi. The latter did not even move and Kazunari removed the remaining lather to go outside, but Satoshi grabbed him by his waist tightly. Their lips crashed and it felt like the oxygen which he needed since long time. He wrapped his arms around his neck to deepen it as Satoshi searched the wall with a hand to lean Kazunari on it. The servant sank his fingers on his hair as he tilted his head a bit more. Their gazes seemed crazy when they separated as their breaths were irregular.
“I really care about Aiba, but I care more about you” he whispered against his lips and he felt a bittersweet sensation. A strange happiness wanted to grow up inside of him, but what happened to Aiba came over and over again, making him to only show a shy smile, which disappeared at the next second. Kazunari kissed him softly, not hiding how much he loved him, but at the same time covering it into his words.
“I’m fine... I just need to know if he's okay...” he caressed his face. Satoshi kissed him again. Nobody could stop being that close, only when they talked.
“Don't worry, we will be there sooner than you think” they continued kissing and sincerely, Kazunari forgot the pass of time. Those kisses calmed him until being perfect and ready to confront that situation. Beside Ohno.
Nino was sat on a leather seat of an expensive car, watching how the city moved by the window. His expression was serious and he sighed deeply before closing his eyes. He glanced at his side to find a cool man driving to the hospital. He was wearing sunglasses because of the sun so he did not know if Satoshi was looking at him or not; he only stared at his sir thoughtfully. When he had to stop before a crosswalk, he felt a hand over his knee.
“Everything will be fine” he said briefly, but it was enough to make him smile slightly. He decided to approach and caught his chin to peck his lips. He did not think about it, he only wanted to do it as a thank-you sign. Kazunari returned to his seat while sighing again. He was really nervous...
After fifteen minutes driving, they reached the hospital and Ninomiya ran to come inside and ask for his friend. Satoshi only followed him while watching how he did all the work. The woman there told them in which room he was resting, so they went there as fast as Ninomiya could walk. His fingers knocked on the door, but there was not an answer so he took the decision to open the door. Aiba was there, alive. His arms completely bandaged up and receiving a blood transfusion, but he was breathing by his own and he looked fine, relaxed. Kazunari approached the bed and kneeled beside it to catch carefully his hand.
“Don’t scare me like that again...” he muttered feeling the biggest relief of his life and he turned around to look at Satoshi, who was there watching the scene with his poker face. Kazunari smiled, finally widely, but Ohno did not return it. The servant stopped and came back to Masaki. “Wake up soon... I need to know why you did this...” he rested his forehead on the mattress hoping him to wake up at that moment, but nothing like that happened and he sighed disappointed.
“Kazunari” suddenly, Ohno called him and the servant stood up to listen to him. His sir was looking troubled. “About what you-“ his words were cut off when a doctor came in the room and Ninomiya started to ask him about his friend forgetting Ohno completely. He was so nervous to know what had obligated Masaki to do that, there was a deep reason behind all of that.
“Are you relatives?” the doctor asked and Kazunari was going to answer, but Satoshi was quicker.
“No, but he has no relatives in Tokyo, so he only has us” Ohno explained to the doctor and the latter nodded. Kazunari only stayed there, feeling useless, realizing that he knew nothing about his friend. When they met, they usually talked about Kazunari and not about Masaki, that was why the younger servant ended up with a good friendship based on how much Aiba had helped him.
“When is he going to wake up?” Ninomiya asked from a chair near the bed. He wanted to be close and think that it was not his fault.
“I don't know, maybe in a while, but be patient” the doctor smiled and went out of the room. Kazunari sighed and he closed his eyes. That seemed as an endless nightmare.
“Are you hungry? You didn’t have breakfast” Satoshi approached to touch his shoulder; the servant only looked up and shook his head. Then, without expecting it, Ohno lowered his head to kiss him softly. “Just drink a coffee, please” he muttered near his lips. Kazunari could not admit that all of that was being real even outside of that house. He caressed his face to smile slightly to accept it so Ohno kissed his hair and went to buy it.
Meanwhile, Kazunari stayed there, looking at Masaki wondering why. He was really lost about why. Why had Masaki not counted on him? Why had Masaki done that so suddenly? He looked happy lately, as always. He did not know what could have been the reason... He was so concentrated on his thoughts that a phone rang outside and he was scared. Why did people not mute their phones? He sighed disturbed and closed his eyes. But suddenly, he remembered. The off-hooked phone when he went upstairs. Maybe Masaki called someone, maybe that was the reason. That call was the main fault about Masaki's suicide attempt.
Right after noticing it, Satoshi came in the bedroom with two coffees and offered one to Kazunari, who stood up excitedly. “Thanks...” he bit his lower lip shyly. That weird sensation seemed as never ending... “You know? Maybe I know the reason” he sat again looking at Satoshi, who frowned not speaking a word. “When I got up to go to the toilet, I saw the phone was off hooked, and after that, I found Masaki. That call has to be the reason-“
“Kazunari, stop. You're not a detective. He will tell us when he wakes up” Ohno seemed disturbed and Kazunari erased that happily grimace from his face.
“I was just trying to help” he replied annoyed by that. Ninomiya did not need to argue at that moment, it was the last thing he wanted. Maybe changing the subject was not a bad idea because the atmosphere was tensed and Ohno had a big part of fault. “What was what you wanted to tell me?” he asked and drank a bit of his coffee, indeed it felt good to relax and be warmer. Then, he looked at Satoshi, who seemed nervous, and Kazunari frowned. His hand was grabbing Masaki to feel comforted because he did not know what was going on.
“About what happened the other day...” he muttered and Ninomiya raised his eyebrows. Hastily, his hand felt another grabbing him and he turned around to look at Masaki, who was starting to open his eyes. Kazunari forgot everything else and he caught better his hand.
“Aiba, are you waking up?!”
//First chapter it doesn't have sex, new record omg. By the other hand, Masaki tried to kill himself... That's not good, also Ohno is weird and their relationship is not at always anymore... Well, I will let it up to all of you~
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Pairing: Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari
Genre: angst, drama, smut, romance
Length: chaptered
Word Count: 3,192 words
Rating: R for warning
WARNING: suicide attempt
He could not sleep, his mind was a mess after everything, which had happened lately. Confessing his feelings to his friend was a relief, but at the same time a reaffirmation of how deep his thoughts towards Ohno had become. Kazunari could only tell those things to Masaki; that person was the only one who was willing to listen and understand him without criticizing his decisions. Ninomiya finally had a good friend and he did not want to lose him even out of that house, when both could live by their own.
Usually, Masaki did not tell him about his problems and he was always smiling; that helped him a lot to be in a very good mood every time they met and talked. He needed to talk at that moment, but for sure his friend was sleeping. He looked at his bed, but his eyes did not see anyone. He frowned and decided to stand up to go to the toilet and try to figure out where he was.
Kazunari headed to the toilet of his floor, but suddenly he heard a noise over his head. He frowned, that floor was only for Satoshi. Had something happened to him? He decided to go upstairs and take a look just to be sure that everything was fine. He saw that the phone, which were in every floor, was off hook and he placed it correctly. He glanced at both sides and, at the end of the hallway, a weak light was going out from the toilet door. Ninomiya started to worried, maybe Satoshi had fallen on the floor. He walked quickly to reach the room and glance inside. His breath was cut off.
His wide eyes were frozen only staring at that still body on the floor. A puddle of blood was staining his clothes and the floor, which increased of size when more blood fell from his wrists. They were completely cut, several wounds that did not stop spilling more blood. His eyes were blurry because of all the water they had. Then, the seemed-lifeless body moved slightly and his eyes opened a bit. “Nino... I'm sorry...” he muttered with a broken voice and Kazunari saw how a tear fell from the corned of his left eye. That made him react and he ran to him.
“Please, Aiba, don't die, okay?!” he shouted, blocked at that moment. “I need you! Fuck! Help!” he shouted not to leave his friend alone, but nobody seemed to have heard him. Then, he undressed his upper part of his pyjamas and tore it in two pieces to cover the wounds and make them stop bleeding. He was crying and praying for his friend. “Don’t die yet, Aiba... Wait until I get some help...” he begged him lowly, Kazunari being victim of his anxiety.
When his wrists were perfectly covered and it looked like the blood did not fall anymore, he stood up to run through the hallway. Ohno's bedroom was there, it would be the quickest idea and he did not think anything else. He caught the doorbell and opened the door. His eyes found a sleepy pair, which widened horrified a second after realizing how he was. Satoshi was awake and in front of the door. Ninomiya tried to talk, but his weeping was so strong. Satoshi only took his hands full of blood and caressed his face.
“Kazunari, are you okay?!” Ohno looked tremendously scared and Ninomiya only lowered his head. “Answer me, please! What's happened?!” he continued trying to know which the reason was.
“Aiba... is in your toilet... He cut his veins...” he hiccupped, his anxiety attack being stronger and stronger. Satoshi set him aside to run to the toilet. Kazunari leaned on the door and went down slowly. What was that? His friend was possibly dead. Why? Why did he have to lose all the important people of his life? He was trembling, cold and crying. His ears listened to how Satoshi was calling an ambulance, but Kazunari was sure it was too late, Masaki was already dead. He saw how his eyes were dead the last time they looked at each other and Kazunari covered his face. Why? There was no reason for that. Or maybe he was so bad friend that he did not realize how bad Masaki was. The guilt fulfilled his soul and his legs hit the wall hard expressing how frustrated he was.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder and raised his head. Satoshi was there, looking so troubled and Ohno's hand touched his cheek. “Help me to move him until the main door, we can save him, Kazunari” he muttered hopeful, but Ninomiya shook his head.
“I failed him, he's dead because of my fault” he sobbed, feeling how his heart stopped beating when he spoke it. Hastily, he felt a hard slap on his face and Ohno caught him by his shoulders to stand up.
“He's still alive, okay?! So you will help me to save his life!” he shouted at Kazunari and the latter widened his eyes and nodded. Satoshi held his hand to walk to the toilet and both took Masaki as they could to carry him. Ohno decided to deal with the upper part as Ninomiya caught his legs. He could not stop watching how sleepy his friend seemed or how his head rested on Satoshi's shoulder lifelessly. Kazunari sighed deeply to forget those thoughts and concentrate on going downstairs properly until they arrived to the main door. The ambulance was there and the doctors checked Masaki immediately.
Ninomiya stayed there, full of blood, half-naked in the middle of the sunrise, without even blinking, watching how the doctors tried to save Masaki and how Satoshi was talking with one of them. He had a bit of blood too on his arms. And it was a shame because Ohno used expensive clothes. For sure those stains would be hard to erase... Erase... Would he be able to erase that image of his friend from his mind someday? Would he be able to erase all what he had lived in that house? As Satoshi...? He curved a commissure of his lips slightly and his eyes followed the ambulance leaving the garden to head to the hospital.
He lowered his head; the tears did not stop at all. Slowly, he felt around him a warm jacket and his gaze found Satoshi in front of him. He gulped feeling goosebumps and needing him more than never. His feet walked closer and his arms hugged his waist when he rested his head on his shoulder. “Promise me he will live...” he begged with his husky voice after crying so much. Ohno hugged him back and brushed his hair slowly.
“He will, for sure...” his sir spoke sweetly and his fingers caught his chin to raise it and their eyes met. He loved him. He loved him with all his might and thanks to Aiba he could realize it. His friend helped him to decided and fight for him. Masaki was the one who encouraged him to be able to approach and kiss him as if Satoshi was his. Ninomiya moved his lips as he had learned after so many kisses with him and Satoshi returned it willingly. His little touches made him feel calmer and he could breathe again when they separated. “Do you want to go with him? I can take you there” Satoshi offered kissing his nose and Kazunari nodded smiling a bit. Suddenly, they heard a gasp from the main door and the couple turned around their heads. Sakurai was there, out of place, but his face changed when he saw the blood on their bodies.
“What happened?” he ran to them and Kazunari lowered his head being unable to say it again. Satoshi hugged him again.
“Kazunari found Aiba on the bathroom after he had cut his wrists. We called an ambulance and we're going to go to the hospital now” Ohno informed briefly. He was fine like that, he did not care to be seen hugged by Satoshi.
“What?! Why would he...?” Sakurai muttered shocked.
“Nobody knows. Sakurai, when everyone gets up, organize them, okay? Clean all the blood around the house and calm down your coworkers. I don't know how much time I will be there so you're in charge” Satoshi trusted Sho and the servant accepted without a complain. Then, he felt a hand on his back, but the hug around him tightened and that touch disappeared.
“It's yours, Ohno. I only care about him. As a friend” Sho said and he saw how a hand patted Satoshi's back. Since when did they have so much confidence? Kazunari raised his head to see how his friend was smiling. Sho turned around to come inside and he looked at Satoshi.
“I-“
“Let’s take a shower” he pulled him, but Ninomiya refused to walk.
“We don't have to waste time” he wanted to go as soon as possible to be with him. Both ending alive or dead, he wanted to catch his hand until he knew which would be his future. However, Satoshi sighed and blinked a few times.
“You can't go like this, full of blood and almost naked. We will be there in less than half an hour” he brushed his hair slightly.
“And what if he dies while we are taking a shower?” Ninomiya asked really hating that idea, he wanted to be by his side, no matter how he was. Ohno clicked his tongue and caught his arm.
“We’re just wasting time while arguing. Please, take a shower and stop behaving as a kid, I have enough already” he started to walk and Kazunari decided to follow him. He had no other option; Ohno would not accept to take him there in that condition.
They arrived to the personal bathroom, he had beside his bedroom, and Satoshi opened the tap of hot water. The water falling covered his heart pounding when Ohno undressed him or his heavy breath because he was thinking about having his sir naked and wet that close. He entered the shower and glanced at how Satoshi removed his clothes. He was pretty sexy with that messy hair and Kazunari stared too much because Satoshi figured him out. His sir came in too and took his hands.
“It’s dried already...” he muttered and Kazunari only watched how Ohno started to rub his skin with soap on his hands. He was silent and absent. His mind was not there. It was in that bathroom yet, watching how his friend was dying and he could do nothing. He did not care of what Ohno was doing. He was not able to forget that image. Kazunari was unable to think that he was there, taking a shower while his friend could be dead.
“Please, go faster...” he begged with a knot in his throat. Satoshi looked at him troublesomely and the red lather disappeared with the water. He tried to wash the rest of his body quickly, especially his face because he was crying so he wanted to cover his tears. He was rubbing his skin, but his nerves were in the limit. He sighed wanting to shout, however, he only brushed his hair. Satoshi caught his forearms to make him look at his eyes.
“Calm down” his hand touched his cheek. “Don’t cry anymore” his soft voice showed how calm he was and Kazunari was lost about that. How could he be so relaxed? Of course, Aiba was just a servant for him. Kazunari caught his wrist and threw it away.
“If you don't care about him, it's okay, but I do and I can't lose more time!” he shouted at Satoshi. The latter did not even move and Kazunari removed the remaining lather to go outside, but Satoshi grabbed him by his waist tightly. Their lips crashed and it felt like the oxygen which he needed since long time. He wrapped his arms around his neck to deepen it as Satoshi searched the wall with a hand to lean Kazunari on it. The servant sank his fingers on his hair as he tilted his head a bit more. Their gazes seemed crazy when they separated as their breaths were irregular.
“I really care about Aiba, but I care more about you” he whispered against his lips and he felt a bittersweet sensation. A strange happiness wanted to grow up inside of him, but what happened to Aiba came over and over again, making him to only show a shy smile, which disappeared at the next second. Kazunari kissed him softly, not hiding how much he loved him, but at the same time covering it into his words.
“I’m fine... I just need to know if he's okay...” he caressed his face. Satoshi kissed him again. Nobody could stop being that close, only when they talked.
“Don't worry, we will be there sooner than you think” they continued kissing and sincerely, Kazunari forgot the pass of time. Those kisses calmed him until being perfect and ready to confront that situation. Beside Ohno.
Nino was sat on a leather seat of an expensive car, watching how the city moved by the window. His expression was serious and he sighed deeply before closing his eyes. He glanced at his side to find a cool man driving to the hospital. He was wearing sunglasses because of the sun so he did not know if Satoshi was looking at him or not; he only stared at his sir thoughtfully. When he had to stop before a crosswalk, he felt a hand over his knee.
“Everything will be fine” he said briefly, but it was enough to make him smile slightly. He decided to approach and caught his chin to peck his lips. He did not think about it, he only wanted to do it as a thank-you sign. Kazunari returned to his seat while sighing again. He was really nervous...
After fifteen minutes driving, they reached the hospital and Ninomiya ran to come inside and ask for his friend. Satoshi only followed him while watching how he did all the work. The woman there told them in which room he was resting, so they went there as fast as Ninomiya could walk. His fingers knocked on the door, but there was not an answer so he took the decision to open the door. Aiba was there, alive. His arms completely bandaged up and receiving a blood transfusion, but he was breathing by his own and he looked fine, relaxed. Kazunari approached the bed and kneeled beside it to catch carefully his hand.
“Don’t scare me like that again...” he muttered feeling the biggest relief of his life and he turned around to look at Satoshi, who was there watching the scene with his poker face. Kazunari smiled, finally widely, but Ohno did not return it. The servant stopped and came back to Masaki. “Wake up soon... I need to know why you did this...” he rested his forehead on the mattress hoping him to wake up at that moment, but nothing like that happened and he sighed disappointed.
“Kazunari” suddenly, Ohno called him and the servant stood up to listen to him. His sir was looking troubled. “About what you-“ his words were cut off when a doctor came in the room and Ninomiya started to ask him about his friend forgetting Ohno completely. He was so nervous to know what had obligated Masaki to do that, there was a deep reason behind all of that.
“Are you relatives?” the doctor asked and Kazunari was going to answer, but Satoshi was quicker.
“No, but he has no relatives in Tokyo, so he only has us” Ohno explained to the doctor and the latter nodded. Kazunari only stayed there, feeling useless, realizing that he knew nothing about his friend. When they met, they usually talked about Kazunari and not about Masaki, that was why the younger servant ended up with a good friendship based on how much Aiba had helped him.
“When is he going to wake up?” Ninomiya asked from a chair near the bed. He wanted to be close and think that it was not his fault.
“I don't know, maybe in a while, but be patient” the doctor smiled and went out of the room. Kazunari sighed and he closed his eyes. That seemed as an endless nightmare.
“Are you hungry? You didn’t have breakfast” Satoshi approached to touch his shoulder; the servant only looked up and shook his head. Then, without expecting it, Ohno lowered his head to kiss him softly. “Just drink a coffee, please” he muttered near his lips. Kazunari could not admit that all of that was being real even outside of that house. He caressed his face to smile slightly to accept it so Ohno kissed his hair and went to buy it.
Meanwhile, Kazunari stayed there, looking at Masaki wondering why. He was really lost about why. Why had Masaki not counted on him? Why had Masaki done that so suddenly? He looked happy lately, as always. He did not know what could have been the reason... He was so concentrated on his thoughts that a phone rang outside and he was scared. Why did people not mute their phones? He sighed disturbed and closed his eyes. But suddenly, he remembered. The off-hooked phone when he went upstairs. Maybe Masaki called someone, maybe that was the reason. That call was the main fault about Masaki's suicide attempt.
Right after noticing it, Satoshi came in the bedroom with two coffees and offered one to Kazunari, who stood up excitedly. “Thanks...” he bit his lower lip shyly. That weird sensation seemed as never ending... “You know? Maybe I know the reason” he sat again looking at Satoshi, who frowned not speaking a word. “When I got up to go to the toilet, I saw the phone was off hooked, and after that, I found Masaki. That call has to be the reason-“
“Kazunari, stop. You're not a detective. He will tell us when he wakes up” Ohno seemed disturbed and Kazunari erased that happily grimace from his face.
“I was just trying to help” he replied annoyed by that. Ninomiya did not need to argue at that moment, it was the last thing he wanted. Maybe changing the subject was not a bad idea because the atmosphere was tensed and Ohno had a big part of fault. “What was what you wanted to tell me?” he asked and drank a bit of his coffee, indeed it felt good to relax and be warmer. Then, he looked at Satoshi, who seemed nervous, and Kazunari frowned. His hand was grabbing Masaki to feel comforted because he did not know what was going on.
“About what happened the other day...” he muttered and Ninomiya raised his eyebrows. Hastily, his hand felt another grabbing him and he turned around to look at Masaki, who was starting to open his eyes. Kazunari forgot everything else and he caught better his hand.
“Aiba, are you waking up?!”
//First chapter it doesn't have sex, new record omg. By the other hand, Masaki tried to kill himself... That's not good, also Ohno is weird and their relationship is not at always anymore... Well, I will let it up to all of you~
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