[Fic] Kokoro no bodyguard - Chapter 8
Title: Kokoro no Bodyguard
Author: theblackheat
Pairing(s): Akanishi/Kamenashi
Rating: later NC-17
Genre: Historical, Fantasy, Romantic, Drama, AU
Beta by: K-chan, and big thanks for giving me this beautiful idea that can't let me sleep :P XD
Disclaimer: I don't own the guys only the plot.
Summary: “Kamenashi Kazuya, You will abandon everything from now on, your ancestors, your possession, your rights and your life to serve your new daimyou(1) Akanishi Jin, from Akanishi clan until your last heartbeat?” Kame raised his gaze up from the floor in all submission to the tall and majestic young man in front of him in the deep purple sokutai(2) made of the finest silk. His dark long hair was held up and hid under a black kanmuri(3) like the aristocrats wear it and making his cheekbones more visible. It caused the young man hold his breath for a short time when those deep brown eyes fall on him and pinned him to the ground. The samurai gulped hardly and breathed out the words before he bent down and kissed his lord’s sword.
“On my oath”
Warning: Despit this is a historical fanfic, most of the names/places are only figment of my imagination! Character's death! (but I don't tell whose ;P)
Author Note: (1) lord (2) is complex attire only worn by courtiers, aristocrats and the emperor at the court in Japan. Part of a sokutai are the shaku, a flat ritual baton or sceptre (3) and a hat called kanmuri
Prologue // Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7
well, I planed to post it earlier, but happened that I was able to do it now. So if you are still excited how it continues ...
Updated:
- Chapter 8 -
“My intuition was right and you were spying on us, weren’t you?” Tsunetoshi grunted angrily.
Kazuya lifted his hand to his swollen lips hiding them from the man. What should he do now? He is a guard of the daimyou and like that he has to save the man and his family members. On the other hand he was not sure if the man recognized who Jin was. That would mean he can come up with something and continue his little acting. No one would know his secret and what the main point is he wouldn’t drag the heir in that.
“You two are working together, don’t you?” the man stepped into the room and drew his sword. His voice was dangerous as his cold eyes when he continued. “I so knew it. I so knew that you are not there for filling our cups, but spying on us getting some information. Don’t you?”
Akanishi quickly awoke from his shocked state and put his hand to his katana while stepping in front of the geisha blocking the way of the man. He didn’t know what the man was talking about, but he was sure he won’t let a woman be attacked.
“I don’t know who you are and what business you have here, but I swear you won’t leave this room alive if only one hair of her head was hurt.” Jin’s voice was low and sounded warning, but it made the man only smirk.
“You think you can stop me?”
“I don’t think. I know.” the son of the daimyou drew his katana as well with one hand and tried to protect the geisha with the other, keeping Kazuya cornered behind his back. The young guard was more than frightened by now and he wanted to step forward. He couldn’t just stand behind and watch the two fighting in front of his eyes. What should he do now?
“You can have a try then.” Tsunetoshi signed with his head while his eyes were back on the geisha. He was ready to drive his weapon through the young man’s body and get the spying woman. He wanted both dead before they could alarm someone or tell what the geisha got to know from their conversation.
Akanishi took his katana and attacked the man but his hit was blocked. The older man made a frustrated growl and hit back at the heir with much force. Jin was pissed and kept attacking the stranger with different techniques. One of his movements caused a pretty hole on the man’s cloth, which made him become furious and elbowed the heir while being close to him. Jin coughed a little and tried to breath. Unluckily the stranger was good in sneaky techniques and found his stomach with the punch beating the air out of his body.
Akanishi was busy with catching his breath when Tsunetoshi used up the situation and lifted his sword to make a quick cut on the heir. Jin’s eyes saw the steal weapon coming closer but his reaction was too slow and his katana was only half way when he felt a strong push on his chest and he landed on his back further from where he stood before. He blinked a few times in surprise and lifted his gaze at his enemy and to the spot where he was a few seconds before.
The geisha was standing there blocking the way of the attacker’s sword with a katana. What? From where did that woman get a katana? What was happening there? Akanishi looked at his right hand where his weapon was and it only took a fleeting second for him to notice that his other sword was missing from its sheath. How could that be possible?
“Oh, seems I was also right with that you are not a geisha.” Tsunetoshi ground his teeth while pressing the steal weapon against the other katana in front of his face. “I thought you were pulled into this and that’s why you are dressed like one of them just to spy on us. I was wrong. “ He kicked Kazuya on his leg making the man lose his balance. But it was only for a fleeting second, because the young samurai moved fast and attacked back quickly.
“You… were… terribly wrong.” the young guard sounded warningly with his low voice and cut into the air close to the man. While that was reeling backward he delivered another nice cut which touched the man’s face and left a red line on his left cheek.
“YOU… aagggrr… you will regret this, bitch. I swear you.” Tsunetoshi cursed and pressed his hand to the bleeding line.
Akanishi was back on his feet but he was still shocked from the happenings. Who the hell was that man? And who the hell was this geisha? It was not his little one with the almond shaped eyes and shy smile that was sure. The pose and the technique reminded him at his own samurais. Could it be that she was a he? That the geisha outfit was only some kind of disguise? That person must have trained well. As hard as a guard who was working for the daimyou.
Jin wanted to step closer to the fake geisha and also help to attack the furious man while those two started fighting again, but suddenly two more strangers entered the room with sharp katanas.
“What hell is happening here?” one of them snarled at the injured man.
“I told you something stinks here. I was right. Look, here is that geisha.” the bleeding man pointed at Kazuya with his sword angrily. “What’s more this little spy has a helper on the top of that. We were spied out.”
“Who are you?” Akanishi cut in impatiently. He was fed up that he had no clue what he has stepped in. It pissed him off madly. All the faces turned to him except the geisha’s who was still standing in front of him with her back to Jin.
A younger man appeared behind the two new people at the doorway and his eyes grew wide in surprise when he looked at Jin.
“That’s… that is… is he… This is the heir, crap.” the young guy babbled in a high voice totally freaked out and ran out of the room in mortal hurry.
“WHAT?” The three men yelled in union with different expressions on their faces. Oh my, Kazuya noticed that they were getting deeper and deeper into the shit with every minute. How can he get the heir out of this in one piece?
“I am and who the hell are you and what do you want from me?” Jin had a determined manner while facing his enemies.
“Oh… then, then you are… “ Tsunetoshi turned to the young samurai with observing eyes. “You are that famous guard who is as beautiful as a woman, aren’t you?” the dangerous voice was combined with a cold smirk that sent shiver down on Kazuya’s spine.
‘Kamenashi? is that… Kamenashi, his samurai?’ Jin wanted the geisha to turn around to have a proper look at the person, but he couldn’t. The strange men surrounded them and were ready to fight.
“They can’t escape catch them!” Takamoto yelled and a second later loud clashing filled the room as the steal hit steal. Uchimori attacked Jin while Tsunetoshi tried to corner Kazuya. Akanishi stepped to the side of the young guard and tried to block the hits without leaving Kazuya’s side. Like that at least his back was protected by the samurai.
“Seems this is my lucky day and I can get to know you, Kamenashi. Forgive me that I ruined your little flirting with the heir. But as it says, eye for eye and tooth for tooth.” the young man blocked the cuts and tried to stay close to Akanishi. They fought well and if they could fight in cooperation maybe they can survive, or at least keep up until Takeda appears. The young samurai was sure his guard mate will join to the fight soon. But how long they have to hold on?
Tsunetoshi took his other katana and approached Kazuya with a devilish grin. He started to attack the young man with each weapon so that he could part the young man further from the heir. The guard was really fast and was able to block the hits which he received from the injured man, but Kamenashi couldn’t keep up as long as usually. His kimono blocked his movements and Tsunetoshi was able to hit his katana out of his grip and the weapon landed further behind his back.
“You… are good, but not as good as me.” The dangerous man growled and grabbed Kazuya’s hair pulling on it roughly. He made the young man kneel down and bit on the cherry lip in pain. “So you like to play with men, don’t you?”
The samurai closed his eyes and pressed his lips together as the man tugged his hair painfully. Tsunetoshi still had one katana in his other hand which was dangerously close to Kazuya’s face and neck. If he has moved for the dagger which was hidden in his kimono the man would surely cut his throat off. Anyway he was not close enough to use that secret weapon right now.
“What about a nice line on your pretty face, huh? Just like you have done to me. It would remind of me whenever you look into the mirror.” The man laughed coldly and Kamenashi was sure he would do it. What’s more this sick man would chop of his head without thinking.
“What do you want from the daimyou? What is your plan?” the kneeling man suddenly asked his abuser.
“It’s not your business.” Tsunetoshi snarled at the young man and slapped his face. Kazuya had no time to brush off the blood drops from his lips, which was cracked from the action, when strong fingers grabbed his yaw and turned his face toward the furious man. “You ruined everything, do you know? EVERYTHING!” the man yelled at him from a close distance. It was that close that Kamenashi could feel the warm breath of the man which made him nausea. Too close he was too close the young samurai thought and tried to get himself together.
In that moment the recognition flashed through his mind and his right hand - which was further from the man, but hidden enough - take the bladder and stabbed his enemy. The sharp blade hurt Tsunetoshi’s shoulder and made the man back off a little. The groaning man dropped his weapon and punched into Kazuya’s face before pressing his hand onto the bleeding new wound. It was not a death-injury but deep enough to piss the furious man even more.
Kamenashi was rubbing his cheek from the pain and before he could jump up onto his feet a hard push made him sprawl on the ground. A heavy weight followed it and pinned him to the tatami helplessly. He wanted to push the man off of him desperately and straggled for freedom.
“YOU WILL PAY! You will pay for this… and for everything!” the man yelled and wanted to tear the kimono off of Kazuya in anger.
Akanishi on the other side of the room was busy with fighting with Uchimori. He tried to keep an eye on his guard but his enemy was good and hit on him mercilessly. Only when he heard the awful grunting and cursing by the furious man he could look into the direction and he saw Kamenashi on the ground lying under that man, who kept punching him and tugging on the guy’s kimono. His eyes widened in shock and he was ready to cut himself through the stranger when the third man joined to his attacker and blocked his way.
“NO! Let him!... Stop!... Stop!” Jin screamed and wanted to help the young samurai somehow. It was Kamenashi. He should have recognized the man’s movements when he started to fight. He should have reacted faster and defend the young man’s back. He should have kept his eyes more at Kamenashi and notice that the young man was lured further from him. He should have… no… stop it.
Kazuya wanted to block the punches but he could avoid only a few. He wanted to crawl away from the man but he was not able to turn around. He wanted to use his legs to kick the man but he was pinned to the ground and got immobile. It was like a terrible nightmare. He wanted to wake up; he wanted to get out of this. When Tsunetoshi had enough of the struggling he turned Kazuya around to his stomach and knelt into the young samurai’s thigh. The shooting pain made the guard scream and for a few minutes he couldn’t move at all.
“Before I let you die and give the last blow you will pay Kamenashi. And it will hurt. I will squeeze all the pain out of you.” The man was not screaming only talking into his ear on that cold voice while pulling the young man’s head back tugging on his hair. Finally he let Kazuya’s head fell back to the tatami and took his katana to split the kimono into two parts on the backside all along till the waist line. As the young man felt the fabric losing around him panic started to blur his mind, though he was still helplessly lying under the man. “I start with your nice ass which took a comfortable position in the daimyous house. Did you use it to get into the palace, didn’t you?”
Akanishi was still busy with his two attackers and somehow he couldn’t get closer to Kamenashi. When he saw what was about to happen he started to scream the younger man’s name continuously. He became furious and desperately cut his way towards the lying man step by step.
As Tsunetoshi pulled the last layer of fabric off of Kazuya - which was his traditional underwear - the young guard pushed himself up on his elbows. The samurai noticed that he was pretty close to the sword which was hit out of his hand and wanted to crawl closer, until the attention of the man above him was on his own hakama. Tsunetoshi loosened his pants quickly and snapped at the struggling man.
“Just get it already. You can’t slip out of my hands my darling. Stay still already!” with that he picked the closest ceramic bottle and hit the lying man’s head with it. It broke into tiny pieces with loud clicking and made Kazuya fall back to the floor and stay motionless. “Like that you won’t squirm again.”
The heir was still a few steps away fighting with the two. When he hit on the one man harder and beat him down the other stepped into his place and everything started again. He felt that he can’t make it in time and can’t beat the two enemies before… before that man. Crap! He was furious and terribly frightened what will happen to the young man soon if he can’t reach him in time. When he had to watch how that man broke a bottle on Kamenashi’s head his strength multiplied somehow and he pushed Takamoto out of his way.
“NO!” Jin yelled screaming his lungs out. “Stop it! Don’t … dare to touch…”
The man who was tossed further lost his balance and stumbled backwards falling to Tsunetoshi who covered Kazuya’s body with his own.
“You… son of a bi… “ Takamoto started but he was met with Akanishi’s katana who didn’t hesitate digging it into the kneeling man with a murderous look. Meanwhile Uchimori received a serious cut from Takeda who was finally able to fight himself through Akiyoshi outside. They had their sword fight on the gangway where the place was too narrow making Takeda’s job difficult. But almost in time the guard broke the paper door and got Uchimori out of Jin’s back.
When Jin pushed Takamoto’s body out of his way and crouched down to check on Kazuya and the man who was still lying on the young samurai he recognized that Tsunetoshi was already dead. Kamenashi was unconscious for a few minutes after he got the blow but somehow he managed to pull his last bladder out of its secret place, which was somewhere under the lots of layers of his obi, and stab the man when that fell onto him. He was skillful and had some luck as well, because the small blade found its way to the man’s heart between his ribs. He didn’t know that his last action was success. The blackness dragged him down again into the deepness.
Akanishi rolled the dead body down from Kazuya and turned the young man around on the floor. The samurai’s eyes were closed and his head was bleeding terribly. Jin touched the pale face and brushed the blood-soaked locks away. The heir’s hands were shaking from worry and didn’t dare to move or shake the slim body. He was frightened he was already late.
“Oh my God! Is he alive?” Takeda’s voice broke the silence when the man knelt next to the heir. “Oh, my … it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let him do this.” the guard broke into tears and he hugged Kazuya’s frame. When his head carefully lied on the small chest he heard the weak heartbeats and let out a relieved sigh. “Yokatta, he is… he is alive.”
Jin awoke from his shock and brushed the guard off of Kazuya. It’s still not the end; he can still save the young man’s life. That thought gave him fresh power and he was ready to pick the unconscious man up.
“We have to take him home and show him to the doctor. “ The heir made Kazuya to sit up and covered the bleeding wound with a stripe of his own shitagi(1) which he has torn off. When he wanted to move the young body closer to take a better hold on it before lifting it up Kamenashi struggled and opened his eyes shaking his head frightened.
“It’s alright Kame, we are here. Only the lord and me, don’t be afraid. We have to take you to the doctor.” Takeda tried to convince the resisting man. He wanted to help so much, but the heir made it clear that he won’t let anyone take the young guard out of his hands.
“You are late, Take.” Kazuya joked on a low voice while his terrible headache made him drift out again and he closed his eyes.
“Takeda, bring me a horse right now. I’ll take him to the castle.”
“Yes my lord, but… “
“We don’t have time now to chit-chat.” Jin’s voice told the samurai that the heir was mad and there was no place for arguing.
“Yes, I’m right back my lord.”
Akanishi took the slim body into his arm and lifted it from the floor. Kamenashi had a bad head injury and a lot of other wounds as well. The heir was afraid he will make them worse with putting the young man onto a horse and ride to the castle, but it was the fastest way. He wanted to take the young guard to a safe place and show him to the doctor as soon as possible. As he stepped outside carefully holding the unconscious man, Takeda was already there with two horses. The one of them was Ryuukage Jin was able to recognize right away. He stepped to the horse and put Kazuya down to the ground until he straddled the animal. Takeda helped and lifted the young man from the floor and put into the straddle in front of Jin.
“Give me my haori(2)!” Akanishi ordered and took the cloth and covered Kazuya with it hiding his bleeding head. The young samurai was seated onto the straddle leaning against the heir between his strong arms.
Outside there was a huge chaos. Everyone ran around shocked and the women were screaming and crying seeing the dead bodies. A group of guards finally arrived to the place and Jin ordered them to care about the bodies and the injured men.
“Takeda take the doctor to the castle, but don’t tell anyone what had happened. And hurry!” With that he dug his heels into the sides of the black animal and rode away. He will do it; he can make it in time with Ryuukage Jin thought as he pulled on the rein.
Chapter 9 >>>
(1) under clothing for man. It looks like a shorter yukata.
(2) man coat
AN: How did you like it? Did you imagined it will happen like this? :3
Author: theblackheat
Pairing(s): Akanishi/Kamenashi
Rating: later NC-17
Genre: Historical, Fantasy, Romantic, Drama, AU
Beta by: K-chan, and big thanks for giving me this beautiful idea that can't let me sleep :P XD
Disclaimer: I don't own the guys only the plot.
Summary: “Kamenashi Kazuya, You will abandon everything from now on, your ancestors, your possession, your rights and your life to serve your new daimyou(1) Akanishi Jin, from Akanishi clan until your last heartbeat?” Kame raised his gaze up from the floor in all submission to the tall and majestic young man in front of him in the deep purple sokutai(2) made of the finest silk. His dark long hair was held up and hid under a black kanmuri(3) like the aristocrats wear it and making his cheekbones more visible. It caused the young man hold his breath for a short time when those deep brown eyes fall on him and pinned him to the ground. The samurai gulped hardly and breathed out the words before he bent down and kissed his lord’s sword.
“On my oath”
Warning: Despit this is a historical fanfic, most of the names/places are only figment of my imagination! Character's death! (but I don't tell whose ;P)
Author Note: (1) lord (2) is complex attire only worn by courtiers, aristocrats and the emperor at the court in Japan. Part of a sokutai are the shaku, a flat ritual baton or sceptre (3) and a hat called kanmuri
Prologue // Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7
well, I planed to post it earlier, but happened that I was able to do it now. So if you are still excited how it continues ...
Updated:
- Chapter 8 -
“My intuition was right and you were spying on us, weren’t you?” Tsunetoshi grunted angrily.
Kazuya lifted his hand to his swollen lips hiding them from the man. What should he do now? He is a guard of the daimyou and like that he has to save the man and his family members. On the other hand he was not sure if the man recognized who Jin was. That would mean he can come up with something and continue his little acting. No one would know his secret and what the main point is he wouldn’t drag the heir in that.
“You two are working together, don’t you?” the man stepped into the room and drew his sword. His voice was dangerous as his cold eyes when he continued. “I so knew it. I so knew that you are not there for filling our cups, but spying on us getting some information. Don’t you?”
Akanishi quickly awoke from his shocked state and put his hand to his katana while stepping in front of the geisha blocking the way of the man. He didn’t know what the man was talking about, but he was sure he won’t let a woman be attacked.
“I don’t know who you are and what business you have here, but I swear you won’t leave this room alive if only one hair of her head was hurt.” Jin’s voice was low and sounded warning, but it made the man only smirk.
“You think you can stop me?”
“I don’t think. I know.” the son of the daimyou drew his katana as well with one hand and tried to protect the geisha with the other, keeping Kazuya cornered behind his back. The young guard was more than frightened by now and he wanted to step forward. He couldn’t just stand behind and watch the two fighting in front of his eyes. What should he do now?
“You can have a try then.” Tsunetoshi signed with his head while his eyes were back on the geisha. He was ready to drive his weapon through the young man’s body and get the spying woman. He wanted both dead before they could alarm someone or tell what the geisha got to know from their conversation.
Akanishi took his katana and attacked the man but his hit was blocked. The older man made a frustrated growl and hit back at the heir with much force. Jin was pissed and kept attacking the stranger with different techniques. One of his movements caused a pretty hole on the man’s cloth, which made him become furious and elbowed the heir while being close to him. Jin coughed a little and tried to breath. Unluckily the stranger was good in sneaky techniques and found his stomach with the punch beating the air out of his body.
Akanishi was busy with catching his breath when Tsunetoshi used up the situation and lifted his sword to make a quick cut on the heir. Jin’s eyes saw the steal weapon coming closer but his reaction was too slow and his katana was only half way when he felt a strong push on his chest and he landed on his back further from where he stood before. He blinked a few times in surprise and lifted his gaze at his enemy and to the spot where he was a few seconds before.
The geisha was standing there blocking the way of the attacker’s sword with a katana. What? From where did that woman get a katana? What was happening there? Akanishi looked at his right hand where his weapon was and it only took a fleeting second for him to notice that his other sword was missing from its sheath. How could that be possible?
“Oh, seems I was also right with that you are not a geisha.” Tsunetoshi ground his teeth while pressing the steal weapon against the other katana in front of his face. “I thought you were pulled into this and that’s why you are dressed like one of them just to spy on us. I was wrong. “ He kicked Kazuya on his leg making the man lose his balance. But it was only for a fleeting second, because the young samurai moved fast and attacked back quickly.
“You… were… terribly wrong.” the young guard sounded warningly with his low voice and cut into the air close to the man. While that was reeling backward he delivered another nice cut which touched the man’s face and left a red line on his left cheek.
“YOU… aagggrr… you will regret this, bitch. I swear you.” Tsunetoshi cursed and pressed his hand to the bleeding line.
Akanishi was back on his feet but he was still shocked from the happenings. Who the hell was that man? And who the hell was this geisha? It was not his little one with the almond shaped eyes and shy smile that was sure. The pose and the technique reminded him at his own samurais. Could it be that she was a he? That the geisha outfit was only some kind of disguise? That person must have trained well. As hard as a guard who was working for the daimyou.
Jin wanted to step closer to the fake geisha and also help to attack the furious man while those two started fighting again, but suddenly two more strangers entered the room with sharp katanas.
“What hell is happening here?” one of them snarled at the injured man.
“I told you something stinks here. I was right. Look, here is that geisha.” the bleeding man pointed at Kazuya with his sword angrily. “What’s more this little spy has a helper on the top of that. We were spied out.”
“Who are you?” Akanishi cut in impatiently. He was fed up that he had no clue what he has stepped in. It pissed him off madly. All the faces turned to him except the geisha’s who was still standing in front of him with her back to Jin.
A younger man appeared behind the two new people at the doorway and his eyes grew wide in surprise when he looked at Jin.
“That’s… that is… is he… This is the heir, crap.” the young guy babbled in a high voice totally freaked out and ran out of the room in mortal hurry.
“WHAT?” The three men yelled in union with different expressions on their faces. Oh my, Kazuya noticed that they were getting deeper and deeper into the shit with every minute. How can he get the heir out of this in one piece?
“I am and who the hell are you and what do you want from me?” Jin had a determined manner while facing his enemies.
“Oh… then, then you are… “ Tsunetoshi turned to the young samurai with observing eyes. “You are that famous guard who is as beautiful as a woman, aren’t you?” the dangerous voice was combined with a cold smirk that sent shiver down on Kazuya’s spine.
‘Kamenashi? is that… Kamenashi, his samurai?’ Jin wanted the geisha to turn around to have a proper look at the person, but he couldn’t. The strange men surrounded them and were ready to fight.
“They can’t escape catch them!” Takamoto yelled and a second later loud clashing filled the room as the steal hit steal. Uchimori attacked Jin while Tsunetoshi tried to corner Kazuya. Akanishi stepped to the side of the young guard and tried to block the hits without leaving Kazuya’s side. Like that at least his back was protected by the samurai.
“Seems this is my lucky day and I can get to know you, Kamenashi. Forgive me that I ruined your little flirting with the heir. But as it says, eye for eye and tooth for tooth.” the young man blocked the cuts and tried to stay close to Akanishi. They fought well and if they could fight in cooperation maybe they can survive, or at least keep up until Takeda appears. The young samurai was sure his guard mate will join to the fight soon. But how long they have to hold on?
Tsunetoshi took his other katana and approached Kazuya with a devilish grin. He started to attack the young man with each weapon so that he could part the young man further from the heir. The guard was really fast and was able to block the hits which he received from the injured man, but Kamenashi couldn’t keep up as long as usually. His kimono blocked his movements and Tsunetoshi was able to hit his katana out of his grip and the weapon landed further behind his back.
“You… are good, but not as good as me.” The dangerous man growled and grabbed Kazuya’s hair pulling on it roughly. He made the young man kneel down and bit on the cherry lip in pain. “So you like to play with men, don’t you?”
The samurai closed his eyes and pressed his lips together as the man tugged his hair painfully. Tsunetoshi still had one katana in his other hand which was dangerously close to Kazuya’s face and neck. If he has moved for the dagger which was hidden in his kimono the man would surely cut his throat off. Anyway he was not close enough to use that secret weapon right now.
“What about a nice line on your pretty face, huh? Just like you have done to me. It would remind of me whenever you look into the mirror.” The man laughed coldly and Kamenashi was sure he would do it. What’s more this sick man would chop of his head without thinking.
“What do you want from the daimyou? What is your plan?” the kneeling man suddenly asked his abuser.
“It’s not your business.” Tsunetoshi snarled at the young man and slapped his face. Kazuya had no time to brush off the blood drops from his lips, which was cracked from the action, when strong fingers grabbed his yaw and turned his face toward the furious man. “You ruined everything, do you know? EVERYTHING!” the man yelled at him from a close distance. It was that close that Kamenashi could feel the warm breath of the man which made him nausea. Too close he was too close the young samurai thought and tried to get himself together.
In that moment the recognition flashed through his mind and his right hand - which was further from the man, but hidden enough - take the bladder and stabbed his enemy. The sharp blade hurt Tsunetoshi’s shoulder and made the man back off a little. The groaning man dropped his weapon and punched into Kazuya’s face before pressing his hand onto the bleeding new wound. It was not a death-injury but deep enough to piss the furious man even more.
Kamenashi was rubbing his cheek from the pain and before he could jump up onto his feet a hard push made him sprawl on the ground. A heavy weight followed it and pinned him to the tatami helplessly. He wanted to push the man off of him desperately and straggled for freedom.
“YOU WILL PAY! You will pay for this… and for everything!” the man yelled and wanted to tear the kimono off of Kazuya in anger.
Akanishi on the other side of the room was busy with fighting with Uchimori. He tried to keep an eye on his guard but his enemy was good and hit on him mercilessly. Only when he heard the awful grunting and cursing by the furious man he could look into the direction and he saw Kamenashi on the ground lying under that man, who kept punching him and tugging on the guy’s kimono. His eyes widened in shock and he was ready to cut himself through the stranger when the third man joined to his attacker and blocked his way.
“NO! Let him!... Stop!... Stop!” Jin screamed and wanted to help the young samurai somehow. It was Kamenashi. He should have recognized the man’s movements when he started to fight. He should have reacted faster and defend the young man’s back. He should have kept his eyes more at Kamenashi and notice that the young man was lured further from him. He should have… no… stop it.
Kazuya wanted to block the punches but he could avoid only a few. He wanted to crawl away from the man but he was not able to turn around. He wanted to use his legs to kick the man but he was pinned to the ground and got immobile. It was like a terrible nightmare. He wanted to wake up; he wanted to get out of this. When Tsunetoshi had enough of the struggling he turned Kazuya around to his stomach and knelt into the young samurai’s thigh. The shooting pain made the guard scream and for a few minutes he couldn’t move at all.
“Before I let you die and give the last blow you will pay Kamenashi. And it will hurt. I will squeeze all the pain out of you.” The man was not screaming only talking into his ear on that cold voice while pulling the young man’s head back tugging on his hair. Finally he let Kazuya’s head fell back to the tatami and took his katana to split the kimono into two parts on the backside all along till the waist line. As the young man felt the fabric losing around him panic started to blur his mind, though he was still helplessly lying under the man. “I start with your nice ass which took a comfortable position in the daimyous house. Did you use it to get into the palace, didn’t you?”
Akanishi was still busy with his two attackers and somehow he couldn’t get closer to Kamenashi. When he saw what was about to happen he started to scream the younger man’s name continuously. He became furious and desperately cut his way towards the lying man step by step.
As Tsunetoshi pulled the last layer of fabric off of Kazuya - which was his traditional underwear - the young guard pushed himself up on his elbows. The samurai noticed that he was pretty close to the sword which was hit out of his hand and wanted to crawl closer, until the attention of the man above him was on his own hakama. Tsunetoshi loosened his pants quickly and snapped at the struggling man.
“Just get it already. You can’t slip out of my hands my darling. Stay still already!” with that he picked the closest ceramic bottle and hit the lying man’s head with it. It broke into tiny pieces with loud clicking and made Kazuya fall back to the floor and stay motionless. “Like that you won’t squirm again.”
The heir was still a few steps away fighting with the two. When he hit on the one man harder and beat him down the other stepped into his place and everything started again. He felt that he can’t make it in time and can’t beat the two enemies before… before that man. Crap! He was furious and terribly frightened what will happen to the young man soon if he can’t reach him in time. When he had to watch how that man broke a bottle on Kamenashi’s head his strength multiplied somehow and he pushed Takamoto out of his way.
“NO!” Jin yelled screaming his lungs out. “Stop it! Don’t … dare to touch…”
The man who was tossed further lost his balance and stumbled backwards falling to Tsunetoshi who covered Kazuya’s body with his own.
“You… son of a bi… “ Takamoto started but he was met with Akanishi’s katana who didn’t hesitate digging it into the kneeling man with a murderous look. Meanwhile Uchimori received a serious cut from Takeda who was finally able to fight himself through Akiyoshi outside. They had their sword fight on the gangway where the place was too narrow making Takeda’s job difficult. But almost in time the guard broke the paper door and got Uchimori out of Jin’s back.
When Jin pushed Takamoto’s body out of his way and crouched down to check on Kazuya and the man who was still lying on the young samurai he recognized that Tsunetoshi was already dead. Kamenashi was unconscious for a few minutes after he got the blow but somehow he managed to pull his last bladder out of its secret place, which was somewhere under the lots of layers of his obi, and stab the man when that fell onto him. He was skillful and had some luck as well, because the small blade found its way to the man’s heart between his ribs. He didn’t know that his last action was success. The blackness dragged him down again into the deepness.
Akanishi rolled the dead body down from Kazuya and turned the young man around on the floor. The samurai’s eyes were closed and his head was bleeding terribly. Jin touched the pale face and brushed the blood-soaked locks away. The heir’s hands were shaking from worry and didn’t dare to move or shake the slim body. He was frightened he was already late.
“Oh my God! Is he alive?” Takeda’s voice broke the silence when the man knelt next to the heir. “Oh, my … it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let him do this.” the guard broke into tears and he hugged Kazuya’s frame. When his head carefully lied on the small chest he heard the weak heartbeats and let out a relieved sigh. “Yokatta, he is… he is alive.”
Jin awoke from his shock and brushed the guard off of Kazuya. It’s still not the end; he can still save the young man’s life. That thought gave him fresh power and he was ready to pick the unconscious man up.
“We have to take him home and show him to the doctor. “ The heir made Kazuya to sit up and covered the bleeding wound with a stripe of his own shitagi(1) which he has torn off. When he wanted to move the young body closer to take a better hold on it before lifting it up Kamenashi struggled and opened his eyes shaking his head frightened.
“It’s alright Kame, we are here. Only the lord and me, don’t be afraid. We have to take you to the doctor.” Takeda tried to convince the resisting man. He wanted to help so much, but the heir made it clear that he won’t let anyone take the young guard out of his hands.
“You are late, Take.” Kazuya joked on a low voice while his terrible headache made him drift out again and he closed his eyes.
“Takeda, bring me a horse right now. I’ll take him to the castle.”
“Yes my lord, but… “
“We don’t have time now to chit-chat.” Jin’s voice told the samurai that the heir was mad and there was no place for arguing.
“Yes, I’m right back my lord.”
Akanishi took the slim body into his arm and lifted it from the floor. Kamenashi had a bad head injury and a lot of other wounds as well. The heir was afraid he will make them worse with putting the young man onto a horse and ride to the castle, but it was the fastest way. He wanted to take the young guard to a safe place and show him to the doctor as soon as possible. As he stepped outside carefully holding the unconscious man, Takeda was already there with two horses. The one of them was Ryuukage Jin was able to recognize right away. He stepped to the horse and put Kazuya down to the ground until he straddled the animal. Takeda helped and lifted the young man from the floor and put into the straddle in front of Jin.
“Give me my haori(2)!” Akanishi ordered and took the cloth and covered Kazuya with it hiding his bleeding head. The young samurai was seated onto the straddle leaning against the heir between his strong arms.
Outside there was a huge chaos. Everyone ran around shocked and the women were screaming and crying seeing the dead bodies. A group of guards finally arrived to the place and Jin ordered them to care about the bodies and the injured men.
“Takeda take the doctor to the castle, but don’t tell anyone what had happened. And hurry!” With that he dug his heels into the sides of the black animal and rode away. He will do it; he can make it in time with Ryuukage Jin thought as he pulled on the rein.
Chapter 9 >>>
(1) under clothing for man. It looks like a shorter yukata.
(2) man coat
AN: How did you like it? Did you imagined it will happen like this? :3