As the Smoke Clears #4 in Rivalry Series | By : kurahieiritrJIO Category: +G to L > Initial D Views: 2672 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 18
Dragging Takeuchi by the arm with one hand and holding a bag of take out food in the other, Keisuke stalked out of the elevator. With a wave to the pair of officers, Keisuke opened Takumi's door and motioned Takeuchi to precede him. The wheat-haired man crossed the room to his mate's bedside. Far too pale, Takumi sat up with a surprised stare.
"Hey, my dear. Ready to eat?" He kissed Takumi's forehead.
"I'm not hungry. I'm tired, having weird aches, and grumpy as hell, Lover. I'm so frustrated, and freaked out that I'm losing my mind over this damned never-ending mess." Takumi's eyes rested on Takeuchi as he complained.
Keisuke pulled the food containers out of the bag, dropped each on the table top, and spun the table into place. He settled on the edge of Takumi's bed. "Well that's one reason I brought Takeuchi in, my own. We need to get several things straightened out. Both of you need to eat even if you don't feel hungry. So you two eat while I talk."
Pushing Takumi's food toward him, Keisuke opened up the other containers and found the one that had Takeuchi's favorites. He held that container toward the brawnier young man. After several moments, Takeuchi accepted it with a frown. He sat on the end of Takumi's bed and opened the lid. "Domo, Keisuke san."
"The first thing I want to clear up is this nonsense that I should hate you, Takeuchi."
"I've seen Itsuke irritate you several times. Now, you're saying things that don't make any sense." His mate grumbled as he set the chopsticks on the edge of his container.
"Calm down, and hear me out. I don't hate you, or Itsuke. I never will! I'm taking over the bills for Takeuchi's care because I don't hate him. Do you remember how I asked Senda san to make certain there was a gag placed on all information concerning you specifically?"
"Hai. That's not important, so don't try to side track me. You always get pissed off and jealous when people so much as look at me wrong. That's the reason I can't believe you aren't furious at Itsuke after finding out that his feelings changed toward me." Takumi's eyes were turning pale gray, with hints of green.
"There's a reason I'm not angry with Takeuchi, or you. Remember? I saw the video footage where Kahori threw you and Takeuchi together. It was the only thing I forced myself to watch at the Evidence Review that didn't make me sick with anger."
"Nani? When did this happen, Keisuke san?" Takeuchi jumped up and began backing toward Takumi's door. Getting up, Keisuke strode over to the frightened younger man and pointed to Takumi's hospital bed.
"Go sit on Takumi's bed. I said I'm not mad at you or Takumi over the compound, and I mean it." He grabbed the stocky youth's mangled wrist and held it up as he forced the other man to face him. "You haven't got a clue about how powerful that footage is, Itsuke. If anything can express deep loyalty, it was Takumi holding this wrist after someone off camera physically threw you at him."
"I don't understand, Keisuke san. How does that change anything?" Takeuchi's eyes dropped to his fingers wrapped around the same wrist Takumi had protected.
"It has everything to do with my opinion. The written material from another room where the guard took you while Takumi was out cold will be in my hands within a couple of days. I asked Senda to get a gag order on your case too, Takeuchi. Helping you is one of my biggest priorities. Brainwashing is hard as hell to undo, and that's one of your diagnoses."
"I knew it! You always get everything you want. Once you read everything, you'll finally realize I can't be around Tak any more." The way Itsuke's voice shifted between resentment and fear challenged Keisuke.
"Kahori didn't drug you throughout Takumi's nightmare, but the overload of incidents happening in some footage I watched shows a distinctive pattern used on Takumi and you. You're feeling the mind fucking far more than Takumi because you have a medical problem, and never got any kind of buffer, Takeuchi." After several more minutes of unbroken eye contact, Takeuchi looked away. As Sadami thoughtlessly advertised, Takeuchi was a natural submissive. At the moment he was a very defensive and angry submissive person that had to be dealt with effectively for Takumi's sake.
"Itsuke's already hurting too much because of the compound, Keisuke. Just leave him alone!" Tears were gathering in the amber haired man's eyes. Wanting to give both what little comfort his could Keisuke released Takeuchi's wrist. The other man sank back onto Takumi's bed next to his abandoned meal.
"I'm not fighting for both of you because I want to hold anything over his head, Takumi. I'm doing this because he's the other part of your life that you can't bear to lose. Leamas sama is going to find out that I'll stop him if he ever screws up your relationship with Takeuchi. I told him I won't tolerate watching your relationship getting trashed just to get you both healthy by his text book standards right after Takeuchi left."
"Naze didn't you say that when we were coming back here earlier? You said Itsuke and I have to figure out the reason you don't hate him before you'll explain your private talk with the Gaijin senumon-i." Sounding just as defensive, Takumi's volume rose considerably.
"I said I won't tell you the specifics until you're both willing to pull your heads out of your asses. Explaining won't get me anywhere unless the two of you quit ignoring everything I'm saying to you." Frustrated, Keisuke scraped his fingers through his spiky hair.
"Then try to listen to us too, Keisuke san. You'll read those damned transcripts and find out that I was trying to get Tak off the drugs anyway I could, and I did really dumb things. Everything I did was shameful. Being in this room is wrong because my feelings and Tak's changed in that cell. If you really want to get Tak well, I have to stay away. He's going to hit the insatiable stage soon. Please don't temp us to do something we'll regret!"
Fighting to stay in control of his flaring temper, Keisuke blew out a hard breath. "Your naivety played into the wrong hands, Takeuchi. I know you're paying for it in ways neither one of us can imagine. You didn't have any options left when that bitch made you use each other as sex toys. Whether you want to accept it or not, getting tortured, then shoved into evaluating Takumi's sexual experience was enough to unhinge most people's minds."
Takumi snarled in frustration. "I really hurt him by doing things that I shouldn't have after they drugged me! Itsuke realized that my feelings were changing on him!"
"Matte, Takumi." Keisuke growled at his distressed spouse. Frustrated, Keisuke wondered how to handle the pair's ongoing refusal to listen to him.
Takeuchi joined Takumi in the argument before he could say anything. "You're wrong about how things went down, Keisuke san. We crossed the line and we both know it! We're trying to keep this from getting out of control, and you aren't helping!"
"We're way too close for that bitch's sex test to not count. Even if I was only trying to protect him, I honestly love Itsuke as much as I love you. Itsuke knows the truth that you don't want to accept. That's a big problem." Before he could respond to Takeuchi, Takumi snapped at him.
He forced his distraught lover to look him in the eye. "Calm down, my own. Let me explain some things that you don't know about from the beginning. Relax for a minute and hear me out. Will you do that for me?"
". . . . ."
"Takeuchi? Will you listen to me without interrupting again, or running away?"
"It doesn't matter because you won't listen to us, Keisuke san. Nothing we say is getting through to you!"
Getting truly angry Keisuke lashed out. "Bull shit, Takeuchi! I've heard everything you've said, and I do get it! The difference in my thinking is the thing neither of you are getting, and that's pissing me off! You both refuse to listen to my side of this!"
"So, nani's so different about your thoughts about Itsuke and me cheating on you, Keisuke?" His head snapped toward Takumi's position upon hearing the exhaustion in his mate's tone.
"There's a lot that you and Takeuchi don't know about my past, Takumi. Sure, you heard a lot of trash talking from Akiho in the compound, but she wasn't completely sane. You know that, or you would have accepted everything she said about Hikaru. Am I wrong?"
Wide eyed, Takumi's head jerked so his eyes were glued to his. Small shivers convulsed his shoulders. "You didn't know about Hikaru. I know your honor code, Keisuke. Even Itsuke realized you couldn't have known about your musuko's existence."
"I'm trying to give you both the truth that you deserve to know. Akiho never told you any real details about our relationship. Did she?"
"Naze would I listen to her trashing you, Keisuke? Akiho has nothing to do with me and Itsuke falling into Kahori's sick trap and destroying our friendship." His amber haired mate began shaking harder, teeth chattering as he curled tightly into a ball.
Tugging him out of his fetal position, Keisuke wrapped his arms around his beloved. "Calm down. You haven't destroyed your life together, my own. That psychotic bitch Kahori did all the damage, and caused all of your suffering. You're the only one that didn't abuse Takeuchi in that place. Give me a chance to help you both."
Breaking into tears, Takumi spoke in a strangled voice. "It's so, . . . unfair, . . . Keisuke. . . . I don't know, . . . how to make, . . . things right with you . . . or Itsuke."
Rubbing his back, Keisuke silently cursed the bitch behind everything that had hurt Takumi. His eyes met Takeuchi's as he sought to soothe his upset spouse. Seeing the pain in Takeuchi's brown eyes, Keisuke knew he was hurting the same as Takumi. Having so much blatant homosexuality thrown in his face over several weeks was enough to destroy any barriers against same gender romances the younger man had erected. The slaver had twisted Itsuke's emotions into quite a complicated knot that could shift back toward heterosexual, or remain open to homosexuality for the rest of his life.
"Listen to me for a minute without interrupting and maybe you'll both start to understand my view. Sure, I get jealous when people want to steal you from me, Takumi. However, Itsuke kun won't ever try something like that. It'll never cross his mind to take you away from me. I believe he wants your happiness more than anything. Do you both get the difference?"
Shaking his head hard, Takumi grumbled, "iie. You aren't making any sense. I cheated on you because it was Itsuke I kissed, Keisuke. You have every right to be pissed off at me, . . . even if I was high as hell."
"You're right, Keisuke san. Tak was happy after he got with you. Right now he's miserable, . . . and I'm the reason for that."
It would take time to help Takumi and Takeuchi get free of their guilt. Both were trying to handle guilt the only way they knew how. His own past was reminding Keisuke of the hypocrisy he would live if he got angry about Takumi and Takeuchi's muddled emotions.
"Listen. I'm well aware that you're trying to prevent yourself from coming between Takumi and me. That makes all the difference in how I'm dealing with you, Takeuchi. If you knew about my past romances, you'd be shocked witless."
"Eh? Akiho chan spoke about you a lot, Keisuke san. She always compared minasan to you in everything involving sex. Hell, even Sadami has a huge complex about you because of Akiho's damned comments."
Telling both men about his escapades with Michiko was necessary. He had not loved the woman half so much as he loved Takumi. Still, he had found plenty of things to enjoy in his ex girlfriend's promiscuous nature. Fully indulging her voracious, deviant sexual hungers meant Keisuke found himself unable to condemn Takumi if Itsuke had caught his attention. With that in mind he gripped Takumi's chin and made him meet his eyes.
"You don't know me if you think that I can ever get angry over you two obeying Kahori's orders. If I thought that Itsuke kun was going to try and take you away from me, I'd be mad as hell. The difference is, I've already thought about all the different angles, and realized that he won't try to take you away from me. There's nothing for me to be angry about because I'm not going to lose you if Itsuke is in the picture. You love me differently than Takeuchi. Are you following me so far?"
A sad heaving sigh left Takumi's lips as he frowned at him. "Sort of . . . I guess. Still, you've always been insanely jealous. So naze are you so calm when you know I was . . . with Itsuke? I mean you say you don't feel threatened by him even after you saw that it happened. I don't understand this change in you!"
"I mean everything I'm saying exactly as I say it. You and Itsuke have a different connection from ours. Itsuke has made clear that he refuses to try and take you away from me to keep solely for himself. There's nothing threatening to me about him, even if you two had screwed each other in every way imaginable. He wants us to stay together, my own."
Pulling out of his arms, Takumi was shaking his head and rubbing a hand across his face. "Keisuke, you're practically saying you wouldn't care if I had slept with Itsuke. That's not normal for you."
"I'll get angry if you ever sleep with Takeuchi and hide it. Anyone will get hooked on you like a drug addict because you're that damn incredibly honest when you're making love. He's already on the verge of getting hooked on you. Yet, Takeuchi tried to protect our relationship by keeping his mouth shut about the sex test in the compound. He's as worried about us splitting up, as we're both worried about him. That says something very important about his love and loyalty, Takumi. That's the difference I'm trying to get you to understand. He isn't trying to break us up even though he's the only one that can."
Takumi's jaw dropped. His eyes were huge as he stared at him as if he had lost his wits. His posture and face mirrored his disbelief. Releasing Takumi's chin, Keisuke looked at an equally stunned Takeuchi. "Do you understand my view about everything now, Takeuchi? Can you understand that your actions are the reason I can't hate, or even resent your place in Takumi's life? I respect you too much for the gifts you've given me."
Stuttering, hard, Itsuke tried to respond. "That's . . . I mean, . . . Where the hell is all this coming from, Keisuke san?"
The blond could not stop himself from chuckling at their identical reactions. "You'll understand once I tell you about my past. When I was dating Michiko, I learned that she had a very deviant sexual problem. To be blunt, the only thing that could get her off was screwing two men simultaneously. It was a shock when I found out that she literally couldn't reach orgasm without double penetration."
"That explains your break up with her when you found out she was chasing Ryosuke-san, Lover." As he spoke, Takumi's hands fiddled with his blanket.
"Actually I ultimately agreed on three men that Michiko could play with because they didn't threaten my place, Takumi. If anything, I made several discoveries about myself when she played with any of them. It wasn't until she set her sights on Aniki that I had a big problem with her deviance. I drew a hard line there."
It was Takeuchi who's indignant voice filled the room. "That's downright r, r, r, revolting! I mean, Ryosuke-san's y, y, y, y, your onīsan. How could . . . How could,. . . your ex thought . . . That's just sick! Incest was fine to her?"
Keisuke gave the stunned pair a small shrug. "Let's just say the thought of seeing Aniki screwing my girlfriend was very threatening for me. It wasn't only the incest angle that I felt so threatened by when Michiko had the nerve to bring that up. In the end, Aniki overheard our argument, and told our ryōshin about her. He was mad as hell and made sure Michiko was very gone. Later, he told me that Michiko had pursued him behind my back for several months. Michiko wanted Aniki's greater status and wealth. She also thought she could keep my more open-minded attitude toward sex on the side."
"That's wrong! If you're with someone, . . . y, y, y, you should love them. Sex isn't, . . . it shouldn't be . . . about using anyone! I can't wrap my head around this, Keisuke." Takumi's tone spewed raw pain as he weighed in on the subject.
"My way of thinking is the same as your's when it comes to the emotions, Takumi. At first I struggled with my badly bruised ego over failing to get Michiko off. In the end, I decided that I cared more about her happiness than my anger over the hit to my masculine pride. Caring about her happiness pushed me to put Michiko's needs before my pride."
"That explains your being so jealous of Tak. It almost sounds like your ex used you to worm her way into your onīsan's lap though."
"That problem came later, Takeuchi. It didn't help that I was a teenager when I started dating Michiko. The fall out was much worse. Looking back, there was something valuable that I learned from that relationship. Michiko taught me that I'm a very content voyeur so long as I don't feel threatened. Porn bored me, so I was shocked when seeing her getting into other men made me horny. For me, watching everything Michiko did with our agreed upon playmates was very erotic."
Looking furious, Takumi jerked free and snarled, "Matte. I thought you said I was the only man you've ever slept with, Keisuke?"
"You are the only man I've ever crossed the line for, my own. So settle down. Michiko was the only one allowed to touch me intimately during our threesomes. Those threesomes were for her benefit, not mine."
A fury tinged sigh exploded from Takumi's lush mouth. His spouse frowned at his knees. Keisuke waited to see how he would respond. Shaking his head, Takumi's hand drifted up to his face. A moment later, he groaned as his finger slipped along his cheek to his chin while he thought about the new information he had been given. Keisuke let him have space to think about his admission.
"This sounds so weird. Tak's told me about you getting pissed off royally at your cousin when she was hitting on him instead of getting tutored by Ryosuke san. The only explanation is that you didn't love your ex."
"I only get jealous of Tsugumi because she wants to break us up. That is something I won't tolerate and triggers my jealous rages. I can't see you doing something like that. Taking Takumi away from me isn't on your mind. How many times do I have to repeat myself before you'll both accept that I'm telling you the truth?"
"So, because you can't see Itsuke trying to break us up, you don't have any problem with the things that between us happened in the compound . . . on any level?" Takumi sounded bewildered.
"Finally! You're starting to get it."
Takumi flopped back on his bed and rolled onto his stomach, grumbling. "I don't believe this. For months I've watched you explode over anyone that looks at me, and now you're saying you don't care if I cheat so long as it's with Itsuke!" With those words Takumi jerked his pillow over his head.
With a lifted brow, he faced Takeuchi sitting dumbfounded on the foot of Takumi's bed. He firmed his resolve to get Takumi and Itsuke both on their feet again. If that meant condoning Takeuchi being in love with his mate, he would grit his teeth and do it. Anything to ease Takumi's guilt and insure he was happy was exactly how far Keisuke was willing to go. Getting his beloved through the traumatic mess intact was too urgent to balk over his personal aesthetic tastes. Knowing his words could alienate, or consolidate Takumi and Takeuchi's loyalty to him, Keisuke confronted his unexpected rival.
"There's nothing I won't do for you both. I know how important you are to each other, and I won't stand by and see a lifetime of mutual devotion destroyed. If the only way I can get you both well is to share Takumi's affection with you, I'd rather accept you. My only condition is that you continue to respect my place in Takumi's life, Itsuke. Give me the same courtesy I've given you."
"There's never been a chance of my competing with you, Keisuke san. Tak needs you a lot more than me. You don't have to do this to make a point that you're way out of my league. I've always known that."
"This isn't about making points, Takeuchi. Look, you've been together all of your lives, and that kind of loyalty awes me. Watching your bond get treated so contemptuously on the damned videos hurt me. Every day in the compound was hell for you both, and I took way too long to find you. You may have done things that were shameful and insane, but I still respect you because you honestly tried to save Takumi."
Rubbing his scarred knuckles, Takeuchi nodded. "There wasn't anything I could do for Tak. I tried not to whine when Doi beat me on Tung Tzu's orders. It was Doi that took me to Chiasa because he didn't want to cane me every single day."
"You and Takumi have always loved each other, but Kahori stripped you both of your previous relationship with her cruelty, Itsuke. I'm aware of the subliminal messages in the music you heard around the clock. Combined with hearing and seeing Takumi suffering, . . . I fully appreciate your desperation to do anything asked of you for Takumi's sake."
"At least I'm not going to be asking you and Tak any more dumb sex questions because Sadami satisfied my curiosity on that score."
"Your curiosity about our intimacy got satisfied in all the wrong ways. I'm angry that you were tricked into screwing Sadami, among other things that those bastards did to you. You consented under duress which is still as vicious a rape as Takumi survived in my eyes. Add your medical problems to the mix, including the pain from your amputations, and I'm not surprised that you lost something very important in the compound."
Tossing the pillow onto the floor, Takumi sat up. "That's another thing bothering me, Keisuke. Sadami made it very clear that he thinks Itsuke's his property. Even if Itsuke got abducted because of my apology letter to Project D fans, I don't want to see him getting used by anyone. That includes you!" Takumi's anger carried on a soft, chest deep growl.
"We aren't going to let anyone, including myself, use Takeuchi's naivety against him, my own. I swear that I'm not considering doing anything underhanded with him." He sought to soothe Takumi again.
"I just can't understand how you can keep saying these things, Keisuke san. Naze would you want to protect me, or offer to share Tak when I'm the one that created Tak's confusion. Because of the things we did in the compound, you have every right to be pissed."
"Come on, Itsuke kun. After learning about gay sex from Sadami and whomever else that Chiasa bitch paired you with, you fell head over heels in love with Takumi's extremely talented mouth. I know Takumi loves you enough to give his all when he was teaching you how to kiss, and gave you head. How can I hate you for having really good taste?"
"That's not funny, Keisuke! Itsuke was abused in that place, the same as me, only he got hurt a whole lot worse." Takumi's eyes closed as tears began seeping past his lashes.
"Takumi, Itsuke's motives were to get you off the drugs. The man laying claims to him was the one that took his virginity by force. Now that I've seen Sadami, I can't deny that he's a good looking seme that uses his dick to get anything he wants. Yet Itsuke chose to go with us instead of him when he had the chance to choose the self absorbed prick." Keisuke rubbed Takumi's back as his amber haired lover let his head fall onto his shoulder.
"Nobody in that place could make deals except Kahori, and she was determined to kill Itsuke off because of how often I fought the guards. For all I know Sadami might be the better man for Itsuke. Because I was so damned stubborn, Itsuke lost fingers." His soft voice carried anguish to Keisuke's ears.
"That's not how I see things. We both love you enough to do outrageous things to protect your heart, my own. That's the main factor in my accepting that I'm not the only one you love. There's also the added bonus of my knowing a genuine powerhouse build when I see one. Itsuke's got to get into decent shape to reach his real potential and learn how to fight, but he's the only person I can really trust to protect your back beside myself."
"Eh? I don't know anything about fighting, Keisuke san. Tak can tell you that."
"When Kahori next sends a goon after Takumi, will you sit the fight out while Takumi gets hurt, or learn the skills I can give you so Takumi's got solid backup if I'm not here?"
"Do you really think I could put up a decent fight with my hand mangled, Keisuke san?"
With a firm nod, Keisuke replied, "Hai. I know you could become a dangerous force to reckon with if you put your mind to it, Itsuke. Only you can choose to become an asset instead of a liability. I'll gladly give you all the tools you need to succeed if you choose to become an asset to Takumi."
"Where do I start?"
Pushing the cold meal into the dark-haired youth's lap, Keisuke smiled. "Start eating. Once you're done, I'll explain how you can start getting into shape."
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This is as far as I managed to get loaded for now. I should have more chapters up soon. Getting back online is a priority for my household now that the finances are stabilizing after the two year mega crunch we experienced with only having part time jobs for a while. Look forward to hearing how people feel about Itsuke's unexpected coup de grace in this fan fiction. Hope the Sadami brainwashing session entertained also. Ja na for now.
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