Diamohns are Forever | By : SailorSol Category: Sailor Moon > General Views: 22490 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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December 21.
Aster lifted her head and sleepily stared at the ringing phone next to the bed. She reached over Takagi and Haruka, only for Washino to pick up the receiver.
“Fushida residence,” he said. “This is Washino. Yes? Thomas? Yes, she’s here.” He handed the receiver to Aster.
She took it from him with a sick feeling forming in her stomach.
“Thomas?” she said. “What is it?”
“I’m in Los Angeles,” he said. “I need you to buy me a ticket home, and I need you to meet me when I get to Tokyo.”
“Of course,” she said. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” he said. “I’d like you to bring Usagi and Akari, though. I know Vincent and Mamoru will be too busy … “
“Not at all,” Aster said. “We’ll be there, Tsuki. I’ll bring Hotaru, too.”
“Okay,” he said. “When can you have the ticket ready?”
“Give me five minutes, Thomas,” she said. “Go to the ANA desk. I’ll be under your name. Show your ID, and the password will be ‘eclipse’.”
“Thank you, Aster,” Thomas said. “I can’t wait to get back.” He hung up, leaving Aster wondering what was going on.
“Takagi, get up,” she said. “You and I need to go to Los Angeles.”
“What?” Takagi said. “Why?”
“I’m going to find out what’s going on,” she said, dialing the number of Japan Airlines. “Thomas is in Los Angeles, and he’s coming home early. He must have cashed his return ticket, and bought one for as far as he could. He needs me to get him a ticket ‘home’, as he put it. Something’s wrong.”
“What are we going to do?” Takagi asked.
“We’re going to see him at the airport,” Aster said. “We’ll sit with him until his flight leaves, and then we’ll come back here to meet his plane when it arrives.”
“Okay,” Takagi said, rising from the bed. “Sean, keep the other ladies warm while we’re gone.”
“Aye,” Sean said sleepily. He rolled onto his back, pulling Michiru with him and then held out an arm to Haruka. She nestled into his hairy warmth readily. It was nearly Christmas, and the cold in the traditional house was intense outside of the blankets.
Aster dressed carefully, knowing that she was going to have to fit in at the airport. She opted for a simple red silk suit and a gold blouse. She pinned a sun brooch to the lapel of the suit jacket and picked up a buckskin colored purse and the matching pumps. She led the way out to the solarium where she put the shoes on her feet and pulled out her henshin wand.
***** *****
Thomas nearly jumped out of his shoes when a hand touched his shoulder.
“Careful, Thomas,” Aster said, smiling at him. “You know there’s nothing to fear from me. We need to talk.”
“Okay,” he said hesitantly. He followed her to the higher-end restaurant in the terminal, where Takagi was waiting at a table.
“I want to know what’s wrong, Thomas,” Aster said as she guided him to a seat. He was unable to conceal a grimace as he sat down.
“Home isn’t what it used to be,” Thomas said, his eyes filling with tears. “Nothing was the way I thought it should be. Everything was different, and wrong.” He didn’t notice the fat tears that slowly slid down his face, or the way his voice was breaking from emotions that he had suppressed until now.
Aster moved her chair closer to him, and put a supportive hand on his shoulder. Thomas had been raised to conceal his emotions. His crying in front of the two of them, in a public place, told her that something devastating had happened.
“You know you can tell us,” she murmured to him. She was unprepared for him to turn to her, wrap his arms around her, and bury his face in her neck while he cried, his shoulders shaking violently.
“It was awful,” he cried against her shoulder. “My father got murdered in Portland. They found him in an area where men pick up streetwalkers. He had his trousers unfastened and around his knees, and someone cut his throat. One of my brothers is in prison, for rape. My older sister is married to a man old enough to be her father. My other brother … “ His voice trailed off while he cried, spending his anguish quietly in the anonymity of the busy restaurant.
“Your other brother?” Takagi asked, leaning forward. He reached out to put a hand on Thomas’ shoulder, and stopped when Thomas flinched away.
Aster’s face went blank as she observed his reaction. She put her arms around him and then lowered her head so that her lips were very close to his ear.
“Your brother raped you,” she whispered. Thomas’ shoulders shook harder as he nodded.
“We’ll fix it, Tsuki,” she whispered. “Trust me, and trust the others, and everything will be fine. Takagi and I are going to wait with you until your plane boards, and then we’ll meet your plane at Narita. We’ll hug you and hold you and chase the fear away all the way home, and then we’ll have a big welcome home party for you.”
“I’m sorry, Aster,” he whispered. “I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you before. I should have. You were right, and I was wrong. I should have … should have … “
“Should have let Mamoru show you?” she asked. “I know how you feel. We can make everything feel better when you get home, Thomas, I promise you.”
She turned her attention to a waiter that approached them, and ordered traditional Japanese food for both of them.
“I want to get you drunk,” she said. “But you need some pain killers and some sleeping pills for the flight. We’ll get you drunk when you get home.”
“Whatever you say,” he said. He looked at the food when the waiter brought it, and then picked up the chopsticks like he had been using them all of his life.
***** *****
Aster fidgeted while she watched the arrivals at Narita Airport. She had been nervous for the last nine hours, worried that Thomas would have problems on his flight.
Finally, she spotted his silver head among the throng of disembarking passengers. Usagi squealed next to her, and ran forward, wrapping her arms around Thomas and nearly throwing him off balance.
Thomas actually returned the embrace, leaning into his partner’s body and pressing her into him. He pressed his lips to her forehead, and then disentangled himself from her so that he could greet the others who had come to welcome him home.
He picked Hotaru up off of her feet and whirled her around before kissing her soundly. While he was busy with Hotaru, Usagi lifted his baggage claim tickets out of his pocket and carried them over to Mamoru.
The two of them slipped away to claim Thomas’ suitcases while he greeted everyone else. He avoided touching either Takagi or Vincent, but he embraced Lucinda and Aster as warmly as he had Usagi.
Aster could feel him trembling when she hugged him. She whispered a reassurance in his ear before she released him.
When Mamoru and Usagi came back with Thomas’ luggage, Aster gave Thomas a slight push, which propelled him into Mamoru’s arms.
The future king was surprised, but he hugged Thomas warmly, and even pressed a chaste but unhurried kiss to his trembling lips.
Only his certainty that Mamoru would never hurt him kept Thomas from turning and running away from the man.
Usagi gave the two suitcases she was carrying to Vincent and Takagi, and then she and Hotaru each took one of Thomas’ arms and they led him to the limo bay, where Washino was waiting with Hosyu’s limousine.
Once inside the limo, Hotaru climbed into Thomas’ lap, wrapping her arms around his torso.
“I hope you won’t be upset with me, Thomas,” Aster said. “Takagi and I told the others here what happened. We wanted Mamoru and Vincent to understand, in case you pulled away from them.”
“I probably should be,” Thomas said. “I’m not, though. I understand that you’re trying to help me. I just don’t know what to do.”
“The same thing she made me do,” Vincent said. “You got an advantage over me, though. You already spent time with Mamoru, so you know it don’t have to hurt. I didn’t have that.”
“I guess I do,” Thomas said. “I know I should have gone to the police, but all I wanted was to get out of there. Besides, I would have had to stay. I would have been late coming home.” He wrapped his arms around Hotaru’s waist and buried his face in her hair for a while, breathing in her scent to both calm and arouse him.
Thomas did not notice that they were taking the long way back to Cherry Hill, or that Lucinda and Usagi traded places with Mamoru and Vincent. He only knew that he felt safe, here, with people that his parents would have told him were on their way to Hell. They were good people, doing hard things for the good of all. That didn’t sound like evil to him.
He looked up when two arms slid around his shoulders, one from each side. He turned towards one of the people bracketing him, and lost himself in Mamoru’s sapphire eyes.
He felt the same pull towards Mamoru as he always had. Except for the time that he had shared Usagi’s bed with him, Thomas had always resisted the pull. He remembered that night, though. He remembered Usagi’s small, nimble hands exploring his body. He also remembered a larger pair of hands guiding hers, showing her where to touch him, when to stroke, when to squeeze lightly, and when to tighten her grip.
He remembered the larger hands taking control, and then a weight settling onto his body, and another shaft rubbing alongside his own until they both exploded, spurting on each other’s stomachs before cleaning off and pulling Usagi in between them.
Now, he leaned hungrily into Mamoru’s embrace, eager for another taste of what he had known that night.
Mamoru cupped Thomas’ cheek and leaned forward a bit more to capture the younger man’s lips in a chaste kiss before insinuating his tongue into Thomas’ mouth and thoroughly plundering the hot, moist cavern.
When Mamoru finally released him, Thomas was hyperventilating. His eyes were glassy and his cheeks were flushed. He gazed up at Mamoru in entreaty, somehow wondering why the older man had stopped.
Vincent reached out and took hold of Thomas’ chin, turning the silver-haired Kishi to face him. He leaned down and continued where Mamoru left off, pulling Thomas tightly up against him and sliding a firm hand down between the younger man’s thighs.
The sensation of Vincent’s hand sliding over his shaft was Thomas’ undoing. He surged against Vincent’s hand, and his shout of completion was muffled by the lips against his and the tongue in his mouth. A wet patch appeared on his pants, under Vincent’s hand. He slumped between the two of them, all of the tension from the last few days and the flight halfway across the world draining out of him at once.
By the time they turned onto the street that led to the compound, Thomas was sound asleep.
***** *****
Thomas woke up as they turned into the driveway, looking around sleepily and then smiling at Vincent.
“Thank you,” he murmured.
Vincent smiled back down at him.
“You’re welcome,” he said. “Now, let’s get inside, so you can see how much everybody else missed you.”
“I need to clean up, first,” Thomas said. “I haven’t had a decent bath since I left.”
“I’ll help you,” Usagi said.
Thomas smiled at her.
“No, Usagi,” he said. “I think I’d like Hotaru’s help.”
Usagi’s eyebrows rose, and then she turned to Hotaru, who was grinning more than Aster had ever seen before.
“I’d be happy to help you, Thomas,” she said.
“So, Thomas,” Aster said finally. “How do you feel about your trip?”
Thomas looked out at the house, and the people who were clustered on the porch. He turned to Aster and smiled.
“There’s no place like home.”
TBC
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