Broken Sonnet | By : Altariel Category: +G to L > Get Backers Views: 1277 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Get Backers, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Author’s Notes 1: First
of all, this isn't a song fic (not how I define it
anyway), but it fits the main character -almost- perfectly I couldn't help
myself. I had this idea going on months ago, but after so much struggle with
*him*, here it is! It's my first time writing smut for this pairing, so I hope
I do both of them justice. C&C's appreciated! Betawork by Maldy-chan (to whom I owe blood) and Dani-san
(for dusting it nicely).
This is, however, a (long overdue) SURPRISE BIRTHDAY
GIFT-FIC for Caity - I
really, really hope you like! :)
Warnings: This is sort of AU, but no particular spoilers except maybe a
little bit in the manga. My explanation for this is found after the fic.
Disclaimers: Get Backers is copyrighted to Rando Ayamine and Aoki Yuya, plus all of their other associates - I do not mean
any infringement on their part. I'm just borrowing the characters for fun, but
the plot and storyline are mine. "Broken Sonnet" is written, composed
and performed by HALE (they're a rather famous band in my country, and one of
the very few that I actually like!).
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Broken Sonnet
© Morrigan Mikagami
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For Caity. And for Al.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
And now I concede on the night of this fifteenth song
Of melancholy, of melancholy
And now I will admit in this fourth line
That I love you, I love you
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
"Toshiki..."
His tone was warm and friendly. Almost affectionate.
And although he would like to believe that the Strings Master was as genuinely
happy to see him as much he was jumping and dancing with joy upon seeing Kadzuki again--the younger man's chestnut-brown eyes which
peered at him with familiar fondness, were clouded with hidden hurt and
torment, and some shadowed emptiness that he was sure hadn’t been there before…
before what, exactly?
Before he came to meet this beautiful man and his protector a long time ago in
the midst of the chaotic underworld and changed his life forever? Before he
stalked out of Mugenjou, seething in pain and anger
after Kadzuki disbanded their group and chose to
follow a mere kid so much younger than him? Before they met again, now, as if
by chance – or could it have been fate?
''I... I thought I'd never see you again.'' It had all felt so long ago. ''Toshiki, I’m so glad.”
Despite the number of times he had dreamt of this scenario, playing it over and
over again in his head, wishing for it in his dreams... somehow meeting Kadzuki outside the safety compartment of his mind, he
could not bring himself to speak, could not bring himself to react, not even to
return a smile. He has about a thousand things to say to him, and a hundred
thousand questions more. But nothing passed his mind at all, only this moment,
and Kadzuki… Kadzuki,
saying his name, reaching out for him in words, seeking for him with a smile… Kadzuki, who now
has eyes for him and him alone.
He never thought he could know happiness.
For what seemed like eternity, they both stood there in the middle of the
brightly lit street in uncomfortable silence, somewhere in the busy city of
Tokyo, far away from the chaos of Mugenjou; neither
moving, as the world around them carried on with its energetic rhythm,
unconcerned and remotely aware of two strangers frozen in pre-dance.
The moonlight touched Kadzuki's porcelain skin,
silhouetting his fine features, refining his immense beauty; but without hiding
the strength he indisputably possessed, and the power he effortlessly commanded
beneath the effeminate appearance. It barely did him justice, but it always
took his breath away, though somehow tonight seemed different. Tonight, Kadzuki didn't seem his usual self… something was changed about him, something was wrong… something was
lacking...
Where was Kakei? Where was Kadzuki’s
great protector?
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
I don’t care what they say
I don’t care what they do
‘Cause tonight I leave my fears behind
‘Cause tonight I’ll be right at your side
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Smooth, his skin was so smooth beneath his fingers.
He wondered vaguely if a certain other man knew about this, but the thought
immediately flew out of his head the moment he tasted the smooth skin with his
tongue. He felt, more than heard, the soft moan that Kadzuki
let out as he nipped at the younger man’s neck, trailing wet lips towards collarbone
and shoulders, whispering praise.
Gentle fingers grasped his hair, moving haphazardly to his shoulders, kneading
the muscles on his back, clutching at the fabric of his shirt—they couldn’t
seem to decide where to place themselves, desperate with the need to touch,
anywhere, everywhere. Thin hips bucked upwards to rub the obvious hardness with his own, begging for need of release. He tugged
urgently at the trousers, suddenly finding his own clothes a little too
restricting as well. He lost them both without delay.
Mouth found its way once more to claim the lips he had only kissed in his
dreams, his tongue urging the other to play. Arms wrapped around his neck,
pulling him closer, deepening the kiss and contact of skin to skin. So
overwhelmed with disbelief and aching need, he nearly came – if it weren’t for
pleading whimpers of the beautiful man who lay beneath him.
One hand worked to lubricate his throbbing member, using both their pre-cum to
coat himself; the other wrapped around Kadzuki’s
hardened flesh, pumping slowly. He decided he could go like this, without the
need for actual penetration, where the chance of hurting Kadzuki
was considerable. But that wasn’t his choice to make, even if he was the one to
top, for the younger man has now bent his knees towards his chest and the
lust-filled gaze he threw at him was as good as any spoken encouragement.
And so, hesitating, he thrust his way in, slowly, carefully, waiting for the
other man to adjust to his invasion. It felt so tight, so good; he wanted
nothing more than to bury himself deeper into Kadzuki
– feeling him like this, being surrounded by the
beautiful man, inside and out… it was complete bliss. But he was harder than
ever, and Kadzuki was, too. The release would be a
most wonderful thing.
And so he began to move, pushing his way in and out of Kadzuki, while the other man mewled fervently at the double
sensations that racked his seemingly frail body. The need was just so
great, and each time he would hit that special spot inside Kadzuki,
the beautiful man would buck his hips upwards, meeting every thrust and pump.
He could almost go insane, though he hardly cared, because at that moment,
everything felt right about the world, just the way it should be… at that
moment, there was only him and Kadzuki.
Groaning in his throat, he couldn’t stop — he didn’t want to stop, the pleasure
consuming him in fiery passion. And then his muscles tensed, no longer able to
hold back and he was momentarily shot blind with white
light when orgasm took over. He felt another surge when Kadzuki
screamed his own climax, falling into his arms, murmuring his name.
“Toshiki…”
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
The clock on the TV says eight-thirty-nine pm
It’s the same, it’s the same
And in this next line, I’ll say it all over again
That I love you, I love you
Lie down right next to me
And I’ll never let go, never let go
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
He didn’t allow himself sleep afterwards. He was merely content on watching the
beautiful man beside him get lost in his dreams – whatever they were, whether
it included him or not. Most likely the latter, because Kadzuki
has that smile on his lips – the kind of smile that he distantly recalled in
his memories as from the early days of Fuuga, that
smile which can only be conjured by one person, meant only for that one
person.
His heart constricted in his chest, anger and resentment taking root there. He
knew of these feelings before, of course, but he had always blamed his
immaturity for it: they were young, and he’d been jealous. He still was,
apparently, but back then, he had enemies that weren’t really worth his while
to lash out his frustrations on.
“Juubei…”
But now, right now… there was only the darkness of the room, the shadows of the
past and the ghost of the man who would never stop being at Kadzuki’s
side – even if he was the one right here at this moment, holding Kadzuki protectively in his arms.
Toshiki thought he knew all about pain.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
But still, I see the tears from your eyes
Maybe I’m just not the one for you
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.................END
Author’s Notes 2: Presumably, this takes place a few months after Kadzuki left Mugenjou to follow
his Raitei. He meets Toshiki
somewhere not in Shinjuku and they have this one-night thing..I wanted to end it differently so give that
impression, but apparently, angst-boy here won't let me. Anyway, hope you
enjoyed! Thanks for reading :)
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