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仁義	By : Kimmimaru Category: Gravitation > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, the characters or settings and of course i make no money from writing this.

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AN: Sorry for the general weirdness of the previous chapters...no idea what came over me, now its a little more 'realistic' as far as these things go with an over-dramtic, extream fanfic. :p Please enjoy and any reveiws are, as always, greatly appreciated. Thank you.

Chapter 22: Hokaku (Captured)

"Stand up!"

"B-but...Sensei...It hurts, I..."

"Stop bitching and stand up! Pain is nothing! It can be over come easily, it's all in your head! Now get up!"

"Y-yes...sir." Slowly Ryuichi climbed to his feet, his body protesting every movement. When he was finally standing he swayed violently and managed to catch himself on the wall before he collapsed again. He stood still for a moment before taking a breath and opening his eyes, his head was pounding and he had to squint to be able to see his master properly. The man was tall and thin, his hair a dark brown and his cold gaze unwavering. He waited impatiently for his student to recover before suddenly grabbing the boy by the scruff of his t-shirt and pulling him into the centre of the room, he threw him roughly to the mats and folded his arms across his chest. Ryuichi looked up at him through his fringe, his dark blue eyes filled with pain as he tried to ignore the bruises and wounds covering his battered body.

"Remove your clothes."

"But sir..."

"Do it!" Ryuichi's sensei glared at him. "You told me you would do anything for him! You told me that he was your only reason for living, was that a lie?"

"No!" Ryuichi shouted, he was on all fours, his hands clenched into fists on the mats and his head was bowed. He closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth. "I'll die for him!"

"Then do as I say! Remember Ryuichi, your sole purpose is to live for your boss. Your life, your body, your very soul is his!" As the man spoke he watched Ryuichi slowly remove his clothing, the boy never once looked up, he kept his eyes on the floor with a determined frown on his face. "He will become your world. His orders are absolute, you will not hesitate to obey! You will not question! Do you understand?"

"I understand..." Ryuichi removed his t-shirt and let it fall to the floor, he started on his trousers and the teacher watched him hungrily.

"Then tell me, why do you live?"

"I live for Tohma! He is the only reason I exist! I will give him anything, I will give him everything!" Finally Ryuichi was naked, his body covered in brutal marks in varying shades of purple and yellow.

The teacher smiled and sat down, he beckoned the boy closer and watched in satisfaction as he crawled towards him on all fours. When he was a few inches away he grabbed a handful of that soft hair and watched as the boy winced. "You know what to do."

"Yes sir." Ryuichi whispered and the teacher watched the light in his eyes go out, they went blank and dark as he was released. Slowly the boy began to undo his Sensei's trousers, his fingers shook slightly but he eventually had the buttons undone. He pulled them down along with the man's shorts. He could see the man's erection and he swallowed nervously before taking it into his mouth. Hands gripped his hair so tightly it was painful, he closed his eyes and began licking and massaging the tip with his tongue.

"Ah...so good..." The teacher gasped. He tipped his head back as his fingers dug into Ryuichi's scalp. "Yes...that's it...keep going..."

Ryuichi ignored the pain as best he could. His hands shook as they rested on the man's thighs, suddenly he was dragged roughly away and he fell back. He opened his eyes and looked up at his Sensei. The man moved forward, he pinned Ryuichi to the floor and smiled down at him before opening his legs. Ryuichi let his head fall back as he closed his eyes, he allowed the agony to wash through him as the man entered him roughly and with no preparation. He gasped softly and bit down on his lower lip as a scream threatened to rip itself free of his throat. He felt the man's rough fingers digging into his thighs, his legs were opened wider and his hips lifted off the floor. He groaned heavily as his Sensei began to move. His fingers clenched into fists above his head and he turned his head away. "Tohma..." he whispered under his breath. His back arched beneath his Sensei, he gasped and muttered incoherently as pleasure began to wash the pain away. The man above him moaned his name, his fingers explored his body, his mouth leaving more bruises over his chest and throat...

"Ryu-chan!"

Ryuichi sat up suddenly with a gasp, his eyes wide and unfocussed. He was on his sofa covered in a blanket, Kumagoro lay on the floor and his heart was beating rapidly in his chest. He stared blindly at the woman in the doorway for a minute before realising it was Noriko. He sighed heavily and put his hand in his hair before falling back onto the sofa. "Nori-chan..." he murmured.

"Are you alright?" Noriko moved to the sofa, concern obvious in her eyes.

Ryuichi closed his eyes. "Yeah..." He said without conviction.

"No...you're not. Of course you're not! Tohma told me..."

"It doesn't matter." Ryuichi turned his head away. "He doesn't want me around...I have to follow his orders...I have to..."

"Oh, Ryu..." Noriko sat beside the sofa and looked at her friend. He was topless, revealing the scars and marks that covered his otherwise flawless skin. "I'm sorry..."

"It's fine...It's what Tohma wants. He doesn't need me, so...I-I'll go. I'll go back to America...if only because he ordered it."

"What he's doing is cruel." She whispered as she ran fingers through Ryuichi's hair. The singer clenched his teeth.

"He can with me what he wishes, I have no say in it. I-I asked him...to let me die...but he said no."

"Of course he did! You think we want you to leave us like that? Stop thinking those stupid thoughts!"

Ryuichi opened his eyes and looked at Noriko. "But he's my only reason for living! He's...the only thing that keeps me here! If he sends me away...I feel like he's abandoning me! And if he does that...if he abandons me...I'll die for sure!"

Shuichi stood on Hiro's balcony, he stared down at the passing people despondently, his mind on his meeting with President Seguchi.

"Please, take a seat Shindou-san." The president said graciously. Shuichi did as he was asked and sat in the sofa opposite the desk. There was something...odd about Tohma, he seemed distracted, his hands kept running through his already messy hair and Shuichi was almost certain he detected a small shake in them. "Now, I wished to talk to you about your involvement with Ryuichi."

"It's not what you think!" Shuichi said suddenly, he swallowed the fear as the president's cold eyes landed on him. "I-I mean...it was an accident! We...got caught up in the moment and it's never gone any further than that! I promise!"

Tohma eyed the young singer for a moment, he was most likely speaking the truth but the sadistic part of him didn't want to believe it. He wanted the singer out of his hair forever, but he knew he couldn't do anything to hurt the boy again because Eiri would hate him even more than he already did. So, he contained his anger and sighed softly. "I understand." He said slowly and with much effort. "My personal feelings aside, I recommend you stay at home for a while. I will put Bad Luck on an extended leave of absence, this is not for punishment..." He said firmly as Shuichi looked afraid. "This is merely as a precaution as those photographs were a sign to certain people that not only are you Eiri's weakness but you are Ryuichi's as well. And by association...you are mine." Tohma looked out his window for a moment before returning his gaze to the stunned singer. "I have promised Eiri that you are under my protection, therefore you must do exactly as I say, do you understand?"

Shuichi nodded quickly, his eyes wide. He had no idea why Tohma was suddenly being so nice, but he wasn't about to complain. He could easily use a break from the stress and it would do Bad Luck good. "Yes sir." He said firmly.

"Good, you may leave."

Shuichi stood and left...

Shuichi sighed heavily. Hiro stepped onto the balcony and leaned on the railings. "We need milk..." he muttered as he lit a cigarette and blew the smoke out in a perfect ring.

"Ah...I'll go get some." Shuichi replied as he pushed himself away from the railings, he felt finger in his hair and he turned to his friend.

"It'll be alright, Shuichi. I'm here."

The singer smiled weakly. "Thanks, Hiro."

He left the house and began making his way to the shop, he hummed a little as he walked. He was wearing a baseball cap which he pulled low over his eyes and a pair of large sunglasses in case someone spotted him. As he passed an alley way he failed to notice the man stood in the shadows, his dark suit blending perfectly in with the early evening. Suddenly he felt something pressed over his mouth and nose, his senses reeled as hands grabbed him and pulled him into the alley, he tried to struggle but the horrible scent of chemicals filled his head and made it swim. Slowly the world was obscured in darkness and he fell into oblivion...

Ryuichi saw the snatch. He had been walking to Hiro's so he could speak with Shuichi and warn him not leave. He let slip a small gasp and went after Shuichi's captors. As he ran down the alley, fear filled him, he couldn't let Shuichi fall into the hands of someone who may hurt him! He rushed after the slowly fading figures until something tripped him, he fell onto his hands and knees with a muffled sound of shock. The impact tore his jeans at the knees and he had no time to move as something heavy pinned him to the floor. "Shit!" He swore loudly as hands grabbed him and bound his arms behind him, he struggled violently but there were too many men holding him. "No! Let go!" he was forced onto his back, the harsh concrete scraping the flesh of his bare arms. He found himself looking up at a foreigner. The man had pale skin and he was smirking viciously.

"Well, well...what do we have here? Hmm?" he said in English. "It seems..." he crouched down and leaned close to the helpless singer. His fingers gently swept hair from his eyes and he chuckled lightly as Ryuichi bared his teeth at him. "...Even dragons have weaknesses."

"Fuck you!" Ryuichi spat back in the same language. "Let Shuichi go! He has nothing to do with this!"

The man smiled. "Oh, I'm sure he could give us...some entertainment at least. I'm glad the plan worked...I don't know who took those pictures but they were very helpful in telling us how to capture you!" He laughed delicately.

Ryuichi had a sudden, very unpleasant thought. He stopped struggling and stared up at the foreigner. "How did you know?" He asked.

The man raised an eyebrow. "How did we know what?"

"How did you know...about me?"

"We have known your true identity for quite a while now, Mr. Sakuma. It was simply a matter of working out how we could get to you, it was quite troubling at first, I have to admit, but then that kind person gave us what we wanted. I knew when I saw those photographs that you would act recklessly when the boy was concerned...and of course I heard from one of my men that you were willing to take down your own boss for him. You were actually surprisingly easy to capture."

"Shit." Ryuichi let his head fall back onto the hard stone, he closed his eyes tightly. "I'm sorry...Tohma..." He whispered in Japanese.

The American laughed and Ryuichi felt cloth pressed over his mouth he took a breath and felt consciousness flee.

He came around to impenetrable blackness. He was lying on something cold and hard, like stone. He tried to move but he was bound tightly with rope which chafed his wrists, his feet were bound as well and so were his eyes. He wiggled around for a moment before sighing heavily.

"S-sakuma...san?"

"Shuichi?" He lifted his head and turned his face in the direction of the voice. "A-Are you alright?"

"Y-Yeah...b-but...I don't know what's happening! Why am I here? What's going on? Why are you here?" Fear was obvious in the boy's voice and Ryuichi bit his lip.

"Calm down." He muttered. "You don't know anything...you're no use to these men. I'm sure they'll let you go...Are you tied up?"

"Yes."

"Can you see where we are?"

"Y-yeah...We're...in some kind of prison...I think. There are bars a-and stuff...but I woke up not long ago...I didn't see where they took us..."

Ryuichi fell still as he tried to think about the situation. His first priority was Shuichi, he could not afford to do anything that would jeopardise his life. After a long moment they heard footsteps. Ryuichi turned his head in the direction they were coming from and heaved himself into a sitting position. There was a loud, awful sound as a metal key was inserted into a lock and the door screeched as it was opened. Ryuichi cocked his head to the side and listened, by the sound of the echoes they were imprisoned in a large, high ceilinged area. Even though their own cell was small, he could hear the acoustics of the rest of the place, he wasn't sure but they could have been inside an old prison.

"Right, the boss wants the little one." A man's rough voice filled the small room and Ryuichi heard a scuffle, he moved in their direction, shuffling along the floor.

"Wait! Take me!" he said sharply. "He's got nothing more to with this! He's not even involved..." Sharp pain exploded in the side of his face and he was forced to the floor with the impact of a large fist. He tasted the copper salt tang of his own blood and spat it the floor. "Please...he's just a kid!"

"S-Sakuma...S-san...wha...what's happening? What is he saying? Where am I going?"

"Shuichi, stay calm and don't do anything to anger them! Whatever you do...don't give them an excuse to hurt you! Tell them anything they want to know! You don't know anything anyway...j-just cooperate!"

He heard the boy's terrified breathing as he was dragged out of the cell and away. Ryuichi lay on his side, working his wrists around in his tight bonds, in an attempt to loosen them but also because he had lost the feeling in them. He gritted his teeth as he felt the sharp sting as the ropes sliced into his skin, he had to get Shuichi out, no matter what else happened to him!
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