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Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Notes:
Well, the first chapter was a little longer than what I expected it to
be, but if I want to get it done in just two more parts I guess they are
going to be longer than my usual ^_^

Warnings: AU, Sano/Saitou, Aoshi/Sano, drugs, abuse, lemon
^_^

By:
Kako

Par
t Two

My workday passed in a blur. Coming home from the office, I swore
to myself, forgetting the dinner arrangement I had promised an associate,
right after work. I groaned and reached over on my dashboard for my
cell phone. I quickly dialed in my home phone number (one that I had
no recollection of dialing before), and waited as it rang. After nearly
seven rings, someone picked up, and hesitantly said, "Hello, Saitou residence."
"Nice. I can see you have that greeting down."
"Yeah... I've been playing secretary all day. Some of your friends
asked who the hell I was, and I told them I was a man-slave you bought on
the black market... I scared the shit out of a couple of them... they might
have believed me..."
I chuckled into the phone, "I'm going to be a little late. I'll get
there around nine, all right? Eat whatever you want, or order take out,
there's some money in my top dresser drawer. Just stay there."
"... I don't know... I have to see him tonight... we were... we were planning
something..."
"No. Sanosuke, just stay there, please. Do it."
"....."
"Sanosuke?"
"...."
"Sanosuke."
"... yeah...?"
"Stay there, all right?"
".... fine."
"Thank you. I'll see you around nine."
I hung up, and prayed that he was going to keep that promise...
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Sanosuke sat on the edge of the couch, looking at the clock. He shifted
around carefully, his body aching as he fidgeted. He took in a deep
breath. It was half past ten, and Saitou wasn't home yet.
Aoshi was going to be furious...
After glancing at the clock one more time, Sanosuke stood up and shook his
head, walking to the door. He may have promised, but he was there at
nine, when Saitou should have gotten home... he hadn't promised anything past
that point.
Sanosuke reached out to the door, and frowned as it swung open on its own.
He blinked as he caught golden eyes peering into his own. "I hope you
weren't planning on leaving, Sanosuke. And I didn't think you would
leave wearing my robe." The man said calmly, placing a hand on the boy’s
cotton clad shoulder, and guiding him back inside the room.
"You're late... I figured that I should go home and--"
"I'm here now. I'm sorry it took so long, but on the way home I ran
into some unexpected traffic. I'm sorry I'm late. Please, sit
back down."
Sanosuke nodded carefully, and took a seat on the couch next to Saitou.
"What did you have for supper?"
"Oh, I just made myself a little ramen. Found it in your pantry."
"Good. Now we are going to talk."
"About what? I'm not sure what there is to talk about..."
"About last night. You cut me off when I asked how his punch could
do this much." Saitou clarified, and Sanosuke nodded, but looked hesitant.
"I don't know where to begin... it just..." He shook his head, leaning against
the back of the couch for support.
"Start at the beginning." Saitou suggested and the young boy hesitated
even more.
The beginning? How far back did it start?
"I... I met Aoshi at a gang meeting. We were in rival gangs, and he
was checking out just what we were planning since this new... underground
drug dealer had recently made an appearance. We mainly helped with distributing
the stuff, and he was checking if my group was a threat to his... It's not
like we were fighting over turf. We had already claimed that.
We were fighting over rights that came with the business... he cornered me
when I was going home after the meeting, and told me to tell him just what
we were planning. I wouldn't tell him, but he wasn't going to take that.
He didn't hurt me or anything, just told me that I was going to meet him
here the same time tomorrow..."
Saitou nodded. He knew the boy had a shady past, but he hadn't thought
that drugs would be lying in the shadows. Now it made sense where he
got all his information... he had ties to the gangs and sources...
"He came and questioned me day after day. I wouldn't budge, but it was then
that I realized that I was in love... I guess he felt the same way, because
one of the times that he came to question me, he came by my house and I told
him how I felt... One thing led to another, we slept together that night,
and the next week, I was moving in with him. He had a good heart, even
if he was a little cold, and he was the one who told me that I should become
a reporter. He was the one that got me my job here... he wanted me
to get out of the gang life, and so I did. He wanted me out, because
his gang was planning on taking mine down..."
So if it hadn't been for this Aoshi, Saitou would have never met the boy.
Saitou guessed that he at least owed the man one thing.
"When the day came, he found out that my gang was just a little tougher
than he had thought. In the end we both lost. The majorit
th
the members in both gangs were killed, and they disbanded. He lost
everything. His friends and comrades all died. I was all he had
left. He... he went off the deep end, and he's been... kind of crazy
ever since... I need to help him through this. He gave me what I have
now, and I have to stay with him. He never hurt me before this happened.
He can't help it. Having everyone close to you die right before your
eyes, can hurt you beyond belief... I knew that... I loved him and--"
"You loved the man he used to be." Saitou intervened.
"He's still that man! Deep down, he's going to get better, he only
changed and--" Sanosuke protested, and was cut off once again.
"He's changed for the worse. What happens if you die and he loses
the last thing he has left? You can't keep doing this. You may
be convinced that he's the man you loved, but he's not. Why do you
think couples break up? If it's not because they grow apart, it's because
they find out that they aren't the people they thought they were. People
change. And when it's for the worse, people get out of those relationships.
You're chained to him, you need to get out and --" Saitou tried something
that so many other people had tried, hoping that this time it may get through
to the boy.
"Saitou! I hear this from everyone! I don't need to hear it
from you too! Everyone says it's for my own good, but they have nothing
to do with it! They don't! You have nothing to do with it!
You're only my boss at work and--" Sanosuke shouted.
"If I was only your boss, then why would you come to me? You should
understand that we're something more than just editor and writer."
"Then what are we?"
There was a pause.
What could he tell the boy? That he was in love with him? That
the reason he didn't want him to go back to Aoshi, was not only because he
didn't want the boy getting hurt, but also because he wanted him for himself?
Yes, that would go over well.p; Sp; Sanosuke may just hate him more for it.
"We're friends, Sanosuke."
The young roosterhead's eyes fell.
Saitou's heart nearly skipped a beat.
The look in the boy's eyes had been disappointment. What had he wanted
to hear? That they were something more than friends? Sais
s
mind reeled as he tried to think of just what that look was for. What
was he supposed to say now? Was he supposed to risk it, and tell him?
"Only friends, huh? Katsu was my friend, and I didn't believe him,
so why should I believe you?" Sano asked carefully, raising his eyes
back to meet Saitou's.
He had asked, 'only friends' as if there should be more.
"I don't know who Katsu is, but what I do know, is that I care deeply, Sanosuke.
I care about you, and I can't bear to see you hurt like this. Hurt emotionally
would get my sympathy, and advice to break up with him. But when he
hurts you physically... that's inexcusable." Saitou finished, absently
looking around the room, still deciding what to tell him.
Sanosuke paused, looking at the floor for a moment.
"At first..." He began, swallowing hard. "At first, it was just emotionally...
the first thing that I noticed about him when he stopped me after the gang
meeting was just how beautiful he was. That was the thing that had caught
me off guard. That and his eyes... I loved his eyes. After we...
had sex that night, I told him how beautiful I thought he was, and he smiled
at me, telling me that I was the beautiful one. I shook my head and
told him that he was fulla shit. But even so, it made me feel really
good to know that he thought of me like that..."
He paused, taking a deep breath in.
"After the gang fight, his eyes lost something. They became so blank,
and it was then that I knew what had happened. In that fight he lost
a part of himself... a piece that he was going to have to find again.
A piece I wanted to help him find. I kept looking at him after that,
and I would tell him that he was beautiful, and he would glare at me, and
tell me to shut up, that I was being stupid. I never thought I would
say it, but I missed the way that he talked before. And that was the
first thing that hurt me the most..."
Saitou heard the unspoken hurt in the boy’s voice.
Sano sat there, looking at the ground, as if it was going to give him an
answer, because he didn't know what else to say.
Saitou's hand reached out and ran along the boy's cheek. After all
this, the strongest of men should have been crying, but no tear was unleashed
from Sanosuke's eyes. He just sat there, and looked up slowly as Saitou's
hand stroked his cheek.
His eyes met with Saitou's almost hesitantly.
The older man had decided what to do. He leaned forward, and closed
the gap between them, kissing Sanosuke's lips tenderly. The boy was
shocked, frozen in place, as Saitou continued to kiss him.
The older man scolded himself internally for taking advantage of Sanosuke's
weakened state, but he had needed to do this. He had needed to do this
for a while. He’d wanted to do this all last night, but had restrained
himself. He could no longer do that. He needed Sanosuke too much.
He pulled away for a moment, putting a halt to his kiss, but not removing
his hand. He looked into the chocolate eyes in front of him and waited
for a reaction.
The youth stayed glued to the spot, unsure of what had just happened.
He looked at the older man with questioning eyes, and then spoke up.
"Saitou... what was...?"
"I'm tired of seeing you hurt, Sanosuke. Understand that I care, more
than you will ever know, about your situation and you."
"... what are you trying to tell me?" Sano spoke hesitantly, slightly
breathless from the kiss, watching to see just what Saitou was going to say...
and more importantly, what he was going to do.
"I love you, Sanosuke."
The younger man leaned forward and closed the gap between them once more,
closing his eyes as he pulled the other man into a deep kiss. He didn't
know what he was doing, or what he was getting himself into, or just how wrong
it was... but it felt so right. Sanosuke scooted closer as his arms
wrapped around Saitou's neck, feeling the older man's tongue in his mouth.
Saitou's arms massaged up and down Sanosuke's sides as he held him close,
noting that the boy had miraculously come to sit on his lap. He pulled
away for a moment, the younger man's lips kissing down his neck.
He grabbed Sanosuke's shoulders, and pulled him away to look the boy in
the eyes.
He spoke carefully, "Sanosuke, are you sure you want to do this?"
The boy's words caught in his throat as he looked at the other man.
He reached up carefully and placed a hand on the side of Saitou's face, stroking
the man's hair. "I have no idea what I want anymore... I-"
He took a deep breath in.
"I've been thinking about you for a long time... that's why I came here...
I thought that if you felt anything toward me, you would tell me. But
as soon as I walked through your door, I expected nothing but rejection...
I never thought this would be happening, and now that it is... I don't know
what to do."
The boy was honest. He was confused. And Saitou knew, better
than anyone, the truth the boy was speaking.
"It's entirely up to you." Saitou stated firmly, placing another kiss
on Sanosuke's forehead.
He continued to look him in the eyes as the boy thought.
After a few moments, Sanosuke closed the space between them again and kissed
him lightly, pulling away to rest his chin in the crook of Saitou's neck.
He whispered into his ear, "You need to decide whether we stay on the couch
or move to your bedroom."
Saitou immediately scooped the boy up, and began walking towards his bedroom.
As he walked, Sanosuke began licking down the other man's neck.
Saitou paused as he deposited the boy on the bed, standing for a moment
to quickly pull off his clothing. He leaned down over Sanosuke, who
was sprawled out on the bed, the robe beginning to fall off his body.
Saitou’s hands roamed over the cotton, and paid special attention the tie
holding it all together. He un-did the bow like he was unwrapping a
present, and gently pulled the robe off the boy. Sanosuke looked up
at him, feeling a bit more vulnerable than usual, as Saitou looked at him,
completely naked in all his erect glory. Saitou grimaced as he noticed
how banged up the boy still was.
"Sanosuke, are you sure? I don't want to hurt you..."
Sanosuke leaned up and wrapped his arms around the man, holding their naked
bodies close together. "Saitou, Aoshi has completely -pounded- me when
I was in this shape, if not even worse. I'm fine. Believe me."
Sanosuke assured him, flicking his tongue over Saitou's ear.
Saitou noddeakinaking a special note to steer clear of his broken arm.
He wrapped his arms around Sanosuke's bruised back, claiming the younger man's
lips once again. Their tongues battled as Saitou pulled Sanosuke closer,
massaging lightly over the aching muscles of his back. He kissed him
deeply.
As he kissed him, Saitou's hands began to wander lower down Sanosuke's body,
gently brushing against the wounds marring his tanned skin. Saitou laid
the younger man on his back as he began to lick down Sanosuke's chest, outlining
with his tongue each and every one of the scars on his torso. Saitou
began to count them in his head as well, his heart cursing the man that could
do this to someone like Sanosuke. He immediately dismissed those thoughts.
Now was not the time to be bitter. Anger and remorse had no place here.
The roosterhead shuddered as Saitou lightly blew against the wet spots he
had licked, sending a chill down his spine.
Sanosuke's hands wove through the older man's hair, as he felt teeth lightly
brushing against the flesh of his stomach. Sanosuke's back arched as
Saitou's tongue dipped into his belly button, and his hands wandered down
the younger man's erection.
The brunette's breathing hitched, and his eyes fluttered shut as he felt
a hot mouth descend upon his cocksp; sp; Sanosuke unconsciously began thrusting
into Saitou's mouth, seeking the friction that his body craved. Saitou
lapped his tongue around the head, and chuckled, holding Sanosuke's hips down
to the soft bed.
"Yer teasin'!" Sanosuke scolded, arching his back once more.
"Maybe I am." Saitou candidly stated, breathing against Sanosuke's
erection.
"Stop teasin'...!" Sanosuke drew out in a moan, squirming under the
touch.
The older man chuckled once more. "As you wish."
Saitou's mouth, once again, encased the hard member, and began to suck.
Sanosuke continued to moan loudly, writhing under Saitou's ministrations,
his head rolling back on the bed.
Saitou pulled away, not allowing Sanosuke to come just yet. He kissed
the boy once more, slipping his tongue inside Sanosuke's mouth. Their
tongues fought for dominance momentarily, and it was during that time that
Sanosuke wrapped his arms around Saitou, and pressed their bodies together.
Sanosuke ground their bodies, and their erections, together, moaning as he
pulled away and began licking a trail around Saitou's ear.
"Please, Saitou... I need you... Please take me, I need you inside me."
Sanosuke’s sultry voice cooed in Saitou’s ear, sending chills through his
body.
"Are you sure?" Saitou asked once again. He knew the young reporter
wasn't a china doll, but he wanted to make sure... one hundred percent sure,
that Sanosuke was ready.
"I've... never been more sure of anything in my life..." Sanosuke said,
almost surprised by the certainty in his voice.
Saitou nodded, aontiontinued to kiss him. He wanted to give Sanosuke
enough time to think about what he was asking for, it was too soon to just
jump right intythiything, especially given what the boy had been through previously.
He held the body close and nibbled along Sanosuke's collarbone, leaving light
red marks along the boy's chest. The roosterhead moaned at the touch,
his hands wrapping around Saitou's neck.
Saitou pulled away for a moment, and leaned closer to Sanosuke ear.
"If you're one hundred percent sure, then I'm going to ask you to turn over,
on your stomach."

Sanosuke nodded and did as he was told, as Saitou quickly turned to the
night stand by his bed and shuffled through the drawers, looking for some
kind of lubricant. The rooster paused, and then spoke up saying, "I
saw some Vaseline on the top when we came in."
Saitou nodded, scolding himself internally for not being prepared for this
type of situation. He grabbed the container on the desktop, and dipped
two fingers in. He screwed the top on, and tossed it back, quickly coating
the substance over his rock-hard erection, and his middle, ring and index
fingers. looklooked at the moaning boy, and hurried his pace ten fold,
scooting closer on the bed.
Sanosuke continued to moan as Saitou pulled him closer, and felt the man's
hands slipping down his bao hio his ass. Slowly, he circled around the
boy's entrance with his index finger and slowly pushed in. Sanosuke
whimpered slightly, but Saitou could barely hear it over their heavy breathing.
A moment later, he pressed in his middle finger, and worked the digits deep
into Sanosuke's body in a scissor-like motion. With his free hand, he
rubbed massaging circled in the boy's tense shoulder, and then added a third
finger slowly, trying his hardest not to hurt the youth.
He slowly moved his fingers inside the tight passage, stretching him a little
more, before he withdrew all together. Saitou looked at the night stand
one last time, and shook his head, decided to coat a little more lube on his
erection for good measures, figuring that too much is better than too little.
He wrapped one arm around the boy's waist, and placed one carefully on his
hip. Saitou paused, not knowing how much this would hurt the boy.
"Saitou... just do it, please... I'm ready...!" Sanosuke urged, and
Saitou nodded, penetrating the younger man in one clean, quick thrust.
Sanosuke moaned loudly as he felt Saitou move inside him. The hand
that had previously been wrapped around his waist found the boy's member,
as Saitou began thrusting into the young body. When Sanosuke cried out
in pleasure, Saitou knew that he had hit the right area. It was a change
from the slightly hurt whimpers he had heard when he first entered the boy.
He began to quicken his pace, thrusting in and out with more force than before,
pumping the youth's cock simultaneously.
Sanosuke's shouts, which had previously been loud "Yes!"s, melted into moans
and shouts of pleasure, as Saitou felt his climax approaching. He placed
a single kiss upon the youth's shoulder as he quickened once again, thrusting
into the young body for as long as he could hold out.
Sanosuke saw white as he felt Saitou come inside him, and he too was pushed
past his limits, into an ocean of pleasure. His vision slowly returned, and
he was wrapped in Saitou's armbr> br>

Sanosuke tried to regain his breathd, ad, at that point, all he knew was
the warmth wrapped around him.
Sanosuke had known sex. Sanosuke had known fucking. Sanosuke
had known rape.
But it wasn't until this point in his life, that he had actually made, what
all those romantic movies called it, 'love.' He wasn't even sure if
he ever had with Aoshi. But he knew, as he felt Saitou's lips claiming
his own for another kiss, that they had just made love. He smiled contentedly,
looking up at a man with golden eyes and a smile etched on his face.
"Thanks... Jime."
"I think you're the only one who's ever called me that." Saitou said with
a smirk.
"Well, I wouldn't feel right calling a guy that I just slept with by his
last name. And if I called you Hajime, I'd feel like your mistress.
So that's why you're now Jime." Sanosuke explained, moving around in
Saitou's embrace to face the man and lay against his chest.
"Sanosuke?"
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