In the Eye of the Storm.

Well first thing, thanks for reviewing. Yeah, Hikaru has a beard! How weird is that? :3
-sigh-
It was really kinda hard turning this into a fic from the RP it was… god, it was weird typing 'he' instead of 'I'. I still tend to type 'I' every now and then, but I usually notice it immediately after. Maybe I should get a beta XD;

Another thing, about the pirates… I love them. I am so inlove with anything that has to do with pirates. I really hope this fic has things that resemble what pirates would do since I've never read a book about pirates or anything so, yeah, I kind of suck.
But I will do my best to turn this Rfic into something better! So please tell me if I'm doing well, okay?

Well, I am waiting to see what kind of confrontations Hikaru and Akira both will have in the future. Since next chapters are going to be completely invented just like the previous chapter, I hope it won't fail in interesting people. I tend to suck. (this chapter Akira is just.. such a woman!)

Well I still hope you'll enjoy this.
Raven.
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Hikaru took a big sip from his bottle of rum as he had nothing else to do.

He already made sure everything on the ship worked well, and the crew was not slacking off anymore, especially as he sent death glares towards each and every fucker who wasn't doing his job. He only had one person to bug, but Waya was already doing that instead of him.

Hikaru watched as the blond gritted his teeth each time Waya's hand slipped to his behind, squeezing it and then returning for another round a few moments later, after his hand was being slapped away from the blond's ass.

Waya seemed rather amused at the guy's reluctance and didn't let it bother him as he continued stroking his butt, smirking as he noticed Hikaru's gaze and signed him to join.

Hikaru let out a low grunt and started walking toward his friend, playing with the bottle in his hand and wiggling it around as much as his wrist allowed without breaking.

"Yeah, what is it, idiot? Can't you see I'm doing something?" he huffed annoyed as Waya's doubtful glance made it obvious he knew it was a lie. But of course, who would be busy doing something while drinking and slacking and doing practically nothing?

Waya snickered. "Well, you seemed bored. I thought I'd share this with you." He hummed as he smacked Yamato's butt.

The blond male gritted his teeth and tightened his grip around the mop's stick. Again, huh? They just loved playing with him, no matter how much he hated it. Not that he ever expected they'd consider his will, but he never thought it'd be so damn frustrating.

Hikaru hummed with boredom, "You do know I don't do guys, don't you?" he reminded him. "You lazy bum, playing with the deck boy while you can do other things like, well," As Waya gave him a cynical half-grin, Hikaru sulked. "Fine, so you have nothing to do. Man, go bug someone else, deck boy has a job to do!"

Waya smirked. "No he doesn't, he just finished." Yamato blinked as the auburn haired male's arm wrapped around his shoulders way too casually.

Hikaru smirked back and gazed at his bottle for a few moments before he lifted his eyes up to look at Waya, then turned it upside down and spilled the alcohol on the wooden floor of the board, dirtying it with the sticky, smelly liquid and then dropped the bottle, making it shatter with a loud noise next to his legs, chuckling evilly.

"No he didn't." Hikaru said smugly, scratching his beard amused at Waya's scowl and Yamato's shocked expression. "Get back to work, bitch, or the next thing broken would be you." He hummed cheerfully. Ah, yes, times like these made his life worth living; making people suffer, even if only a little bit.

Waya let go of Yamato's shoulders as the blond kid shrugged his arm off, starting to clean the floor again while gritting his teeth ever harder. God, what was it with these men!? Did they exist to make sure his life was a living hell?

Following Hikaru to his spot, Waya couldn't suppress a chuckle. "God, Shindou, you are a one fucking bastard and I love you for that!" he grinned at him as they both stopped next to the rudder, "That guy's ass is so cute! I think I am happy for not having you as competition." as the wind ruffled his hair he inhaled. "Maybe I should fuck the hell out of him, what do you think? Feel like kicking his ass after I would?" he wiggled his eyebrows. "I bet it'd hurt even more!"

"With pleasure." Hikaru smirked and then looked around the ship, making sure yet again not one was slacking, tilting his head up and searching for the yawning blond up in the observation post, shadowing his eyes from the sun with his hand. "Oi, NARUTO!" he called, as the blond seemed to hear his voice he continued, "Is something new going on? What can you see?"

Up in the observation spot, shirtless and sweating at the heat, Uzumaki Naruto sighed and pressed his binoculars to his eyes. A few moments of watching his surroundings later, he lowered the binoculars and looked down, clenching his teeth. "FUCK YEAH!" he yelled as loud as possible to make sure his captain would hear what he had to say. "There's a ship nearby! A Japanese flag!" he lifted the binoculars to his eyes again and licked his lips. "And, oh man… there's a fucking beautiful woman on the board!"

Hikaru cocked an eyebrow at that, suddenly interested in hearing more details. "I'm listening." He said blankly, knowing that even though he did not shout it, the blond at the observation post heard him.

He took the binoculars off and looked down at the blond-black spot that he knew was his captain, "She's there with a guy that has a freaking bush on his head!" he called stunned, his eyes wide with shock at the discovery. "They seem to be the only ones there besides the crew of the ship!"

He was pointing at some spot nowhere in specific, but Hikaru assumed it was towards the ship's direction. Therefore, he asked again at his subordinate's enthusiasm, "Does she really worth it?"

Naruto nodded and was again looking through his binoculars, supposedly at the woman, saying, "SHE IS FUCKING GEORGEOUS, DUDE! The most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life!"

Waya cocked his eyebrow at that, looking disapprovingly at his friend and captain, asking, "Wasn't Naruto bisexual? He was the last time I checked. And a one not very fond of female kind."

Hikaru smirked at him, satisfied with Naruto's reply and Waya's question. "Doesn't that mean that the bitch worth something?" he chuckled and walked towards the net that was spreading all the way up to the observation post, grabbing it and hanging with one leg in the air on it. "OKAY BITCHES, LISTEN UP!" he roared, making sure all of his crew's eyes were directed to him. "I WANT YOU ALL FUCKERS TO GET YOUR SWORDS READY! WE ARE GOING TO TAKE OVER THAT SHIP!" As low, excited mumbling started to sound Hikaru grinned. "It is Japanese, therefore there's probably good money. Rich Japanese fuckers. Second, I want the slut on board, and I am going to have her. So if any of you is going to even try of thinking to touch her, I give you my word you'd lose your balls with one swing of my sword."

As he lift his hand up the crew shouts with excitement and consent and starts scurrying around the ship, preparing for the upcoming battle.

Waya crossed his arms over his chest and eyed the younger, handsome male. "And you go that far for a girl Naruto claims to be pretty, but you're not really sure if she is?"

Hikaru scratched his black, bushy beard and nodded curtly. "Yah, that's why I'm going up there right now to verify it and make sure he won't need to be decapitated."

"Horny bastard." His first mate hummed amused, "Ne, Shindou, if you get tired of the girl after having your way with her and she really is hot, can I have her?"

The younger male smirked mischievously. "Well, you know how fast I get sick of those sluts, so if I will feel fine and dandy, I might give you a ride. Maybe even a threesome as you wanted for so damn long." He winked teasingly at him.

Waya chuckled as his friend started climbing up the net, "Well, good luck, lover boy. I really hope he didn't lie, for his own safety."

"Yup."

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As Hikaru was staring at the oh-so-famous woman Naruto was praising so passionately through the binoculars, he was aware of one thing; Naruto wasn't fucking kidding, damn it. There was no uncovered patch of skin on the girl that did not look amazingly soft and tempting. Hikaru felt his fingertips itching with the need to touch the pale, apparent smooth skin of hers; the urge to undress her and give her pleasure painfully pounding as his pants felt tight all of a sudden, blood rushing to his groin.

Hikaru licked his lips, gripping the binoculars harder until his knuckles turned white. God, he has to have her. If he won't he'd die out of this need. Damn it, so beautiful… shouldn't there be a law that forbids that?!

"So, what do you say?" asked a smug Naruto, self-satisfaction dawning on him as he sees the look on his captain's face. He already knew what was his opinion.

"I say that this guy holding her so close is going to die." As said guy kissed the girl's forehead, an evil grin spread over his face. "And that he's going to lose his hands first." He mumbled under his breath after watching the two talk and laugh and get all sticky and familiar with each other… a bit too familiar for his taste.

As he watched the girl smile he bit his lip. He was so going to make that girl his, no matter what it would cost him; the lives of his crew meant not. He wanted those lips to be pressed to his and to some other organs over his body, shivering at the thought of the thin, rosy lips around his cock and gulped. Oh man, that was starting to get way too real for him, and he still didn't manage to attain her. Just the idea of having her small, lithe body on his bed, legs spread with him deep inside of her as she begs and whispers his name after she gets to her climax… he turned impatient.

"I want her." He finally, firmly stated. Letting go of the binoculars, he kept on staring forwards. "I will have her, no matter what. Get down and ready with the others, you're joining this battle." He would do anything to make sure this was a certain win.

"Aye, captain."
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…little kitten?

Akira held his breath as the male was far, far too close than traditional allowed. As his arm was still around him, he didn't move; he couldn't, physically or mentally. The man was more than frightening.

Slowly regaining his calm and valor, Akira pulled his head back a little, trying to get his chin free from the man's firm grip. After a few futile attempts, the man spoke again.
"Come with me willingly and you won't get hurt."

That statement alone has made Akira frozen again. Did that mean if he shows any objection that man would hurt him? And what exactly was he objecting to? Who was this man, what did he want from him?

But all threads of his thoughts were being cut and he slightly gaped as the bearded male's hand moved up his back slowly; his fingers burying themselves in his hair and leisurely, gently move down his tresses, loosening his long, silky-smooth locks from the braid and letting it flow down his back, caressing his bottom.

Akira shivered, the same feeling he got when Taichi was stroking his hair washing him now, with the foreign male's touch. Trying to pull away again, he looked at him weakly.

"Please, let go of me…" Akira pleaded in his low, soft voice. What else could he say? He never had to deal with such circumstances, moreover without Taichi by his side; what was he supposed to do? The bearded man already told him he won't accept any protests, and Akira did not know whether he was being serious or not.

…

Hikaru grinned at the feminine, silent plea and kept stroking the girl's hair. It was much smoother than it looked like, and it seemed to flow against his hand, so soft it made him feel as if he was touching silk. It smelled even better; like fresh flowers and vanilla. Pressing his lips to the top of her head he sniffed the scent, filling his nostrils with the alluring odor.

He felt the girl's face heat up and smirked, already knowing what color probably graced her cheeks at this exact instant. Pulling away a bit to take a glimpse of the probably very pleasant sight, he let his hand press to her back, feeling along her backbones up and down and licking his lips as he felt no straps nor clips on her back; for god's sake, this woman wear no bra!

Watching her face turn a darker shade of red, Hikaru felt himself arousing again, this time feeling also smug at the way he affected her, even though they just met.

As he heard the battle cries of his men and the sailors of the Japanese ship he felt like humming satisfied; thing were going well.

"Do you really want me to let you go?" he asked amused. Doesn't seem like that. Oh well, that was kind of easy. He never thought it'd be that simple getting a hold of her. Not that he was complaining, of course.

She was really young… probably a teenager, possibly a minor. Eh, who fucking cared? He is a frigging pirate- he can do whatever he pleases. Feeling her tremble at his closeness he smirked. "You still scared? I give you my word I won't hurt you if you won't resist. How about that?"

As he leaned down and planned to press his lips to her inviting ones he heard a loud growl, his hand instinctively reaching his hilt and unsheathing his sword, moving fast and hearing the clash of two metal blades against one another, smirking as he saw the man he expected to encounter much, much earlier. And oh, how glad he was to meet him right now.

"Shinken?" they both asked with slightly wide eyes, surprised at the discovery they both had two, real Japanese swords.

His new recruited foe returned to his senses first and attacked, hitting Hikaru's sword with force and making him take a step back at the powerful strike, too busy with keeping the terrified girl at his side and doing his best with not letting the sword move further towards his neck. He knew he was in grave danger, but his pride didn't allow him to give up on the female next to him.

He smirked at his enemy, "Ningen Kokuho?" he asked, pretty sure that the blacksmith that forged his opponent's sword was the same smith that forged his own.

He was rather surprised as he was replied with a curt 'no', and a snarled, "Mukansa."

Impressed with the fact their swords were forged by two of the best blacksmiths in Japan, Hikaru let his guard down and at the most unexpected moment was almost knocked by the man's sword; his blocking the hit and forcing it away from his face, his hold on the girl loosening and at the moment his opponent noticed that, he used all his force to make him take some steps back, then grabbed her side and pulled her behind him, a look of relief on his face, though he knew it was not over yet.

Hikaru gritted his teeth and wiped his mouth with no specific reason. He felt humiliated; he was never beaten before, and he wasn't going to let it happen now. Especially not to a man that wanted to take his new bitch away before he even had her!

"You really are stubborn, aren't you?" he licked his lips, watching the girl as she gripped the man's forearm and looked at him pleadingly.

"Be careful, Yagami-san." She whispered with concern clear in her eyes, and Hikaru cocked an eyebrow. Are they lovers? No way, why would anyone ever date such a thing like this guy? His hair is endless!

"I will, now please step back, Akira-sama." He heard the bushy haired male say while standing in an offensive position. 'Sama'? So this girl is something all high class and rich? He smirked, he could fuck her, then contact her parents and offer her back only if they pay the ransom he'd ask for, which would obviously be high, and then, well, then he'd decide whether he wants to return her safe and sound or leave some scars on her.

"Such a lovely couple, really. I feel so bad for having to separate you two." He chuckled, tightening his grip on the hilt. "So, mister knight in shiny armor, fight for the right to keep your princess?"

The other glared. "You don't have any right to challenge me for that cause, you idiot. Just make sure not to lose your head or it'd stain the floor." He hissed, his words making Hikaru greet him with a twisted, almost insane grin.

"Oh, trust me, I won't be the one whose blood would cover the floor."

As again he was being attacked, Hikaru lifted his sword and prepared to assault right back after he blocks the strike, but what happened made him stiffen.

Waya leaped into the area of their battle and clashed his sword against the other male, chuckling as he knew exactly what kind of expression was on his friend's face. "What's wrong, captain? Thought I'm gonna leave all the fun to you? Don't make me fucking laugh!" he clenched his teeth and he pushed against the other sword and forced the man back.

Hikaru glared. "What are you doing, Waya?! This is MY fight! Don't interfere!"

Waya made a 'pfft' noise and looked back as the man stretched his free hand to the side, forcing the beautiful woman back, probably trying to protect her still. "Really, that is hopeless." He turned to Hikaru and pointed with his hand at the girl behind the brown haired man that tried to block their way to her. "The guys already took the chest to the ship and kicked this ship's crew's ass. Some of the demented bitches killed people, but who the hell cares." He stated bored. "Just take your little new toy back to the ship while I kill this fucker and lets get going."

Hikaru growled annoyed at Waya's suggestion and finally mumbled in afterthought, "Fine, but if you do it, then make sure it's fast. I don't want us to lose time."

Waya smirked. "Did I ever disappoint you?"

"Surprisingly, no." he chuckled and turned to look at the still-on-guard guy, shaking his head with pity. "I really do feel sorry for you. Waya."

At the firmness of his friend's voice, Waya launched forward and started attacking the glaring man, forcing him away from the one he was protecting and making a free route for Hikaru to walk through.

The girl took a step back, but Hikaru was faster and grabbed her by the hair, making her yelp in pain and call her friend's name pleadingly as he yanked her long, lovely locks back, pulling her towards him. "Don't be troublesome, now." He grinned amused at her attempt to escape. "I won't let go of you just because you don't feel like coming with me, little kitten. I always get what I want."

She looked up at him with tears forming at the corners of her aqua-colored eyes, probably at the pain of having her hair tugged on so roughly. She looked at him with fear and uncertainty, her voice weak as she asked, "And what exactly do you want?"

He smirked, "Too many things. But right now, I want you the most. Don't you feel honored?" he mocked, letting go of her hair and sliding his hand down her back, allowing it to rest on her behind and then give it a hard squeeze. "Mine." He stated greedily.

She yelped, trying to pull back at the man's vulgar actions. "Let go-- Yagami-san! Let go of me!" she squirmed in his hold and tried to push him away, unsuccessfully. It only made him mad.

Hikaru seized her by her jaw, his grip tight, his fingernails digging into her soft, pale flesh. "If you won't stop screaming I will cut your tongue off." He said in a silky voice which was ten fold more frightening than his mad one. The girl froze. "Let me make this clear only once for you. You are pretty. Even beautiful. Whatever you decide, but I dislike noisy sluts, so I am sure you won't make any troubles, would you? Or do you really want me to mar this pretty skin of yours?"

She shook her head slowly, with frightened azure eyes, and he turned back to the battling two. "Yo, asshole."

Waya turned to look at him, "Hm?"

"Not you, you dick. Him!" The other male sent him a death glare and they both stopped fighting, looking at him at his sudden threat. "You, stay here and stop fighting. Don't do as I say or try coming closer and I will stab your lovely bitch." He then bent down and picked her up over his shoulder, smirking back at Waya. "Make sure he won't follow us until we start the engines."

Waya raised one thumb up and Hikaru leaped back onto his own ship, the girl on his shoulder screaming and kicking, hitting his back with her fists. "LET GO OF ME! Stop that-- Yagami-san!" she kept yelling, making a commotion.

Hikaru rolled his eyes and motioned towards the man probably called Yagami, "Kill him before you come back, okay?" he added, it's time the little bitch would stop whining about the man and fucking shut up.

She froze as she heard his command, and he felt her heartbeat starting to race. "No! Y-Ya-- TAICHI RUN!" she screamed. "DON'T KILL HIM, YOU SAVAGE! TAICHI!--"

He couldn't do anything. Hikaru knew it, Waya knew it, and the man himself also knew it, but the look on his face as he heard the girl shout with such despair was priceless.

Waya laughed at the tantrum of the girl, highly amused as Hikaru did nothing to stop her. "Oi, Shindou, need any help?" he mocked, "I see you have a rebellious little beauty there, and a failing hero-in-progress here. Want to exchange? Though I can kill him right away if you'd like."

Hikaru hissed as he felt the girl's figure tense and glare at Waya, putting her down on the board and striking her cheek with the back of his hand. "Now listen to me very closely, little bitch." He gritted his teeth, gripping her face with his hands and pulling it closer to his as he leaned forwards, inches away from his face, their noses almost touching. "I will take him as a hostage if you will shut the fuck up!" he hissed, staring into her aqua eyes with anger, baring his teeth.

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Akira stared at the floor at the painful slap he received from the male, the humiliation of the act hurting him more than the strike itself and he clutched his fists. He really didn't understand what these people wanted from him- slapping a person just like that, what civil person would do such a thing?

"Fine." He muttered lowly, feeling his cheek burning hot at the hit and knowing the man left his handprint on his face, wondering if it's going to disappear anytime soon or mar his features.

"Good." The man smirked and tilted his head up, tracing his thumb over Akira's jaw line. "I hope you learned your lesson. When I say something I expect to be obeyed, remember that for the next time." He hummed and turned to his friend, "Oi, Waya, the bitch ruined my mood so just take the idiot a hostage, make him wipe the floors at the lowest deck. He'd probably die of the smell anyways." He huffed and lifted Akira by his thin arm, making him gasp as once again he was being picked up roughly and pulled next to the man while he started walking towards a door under the stage where the rudder was.

He turned his head back, looking around desperate for someone to help him, watching as Taichi stiffened and tried reaching him while calling his name, making the male's friend raise his sword and block his way, saying, "Oh, no, you aren't going anywhere."

Akira soon lost all eye contact with him as the man that was dragging him from his arm entered a room, shoving him violently inside and made him stumble and yelp as he was suddenly sprawled on the floor; he soon heard it slam close behind him.

He bit his lip as the man took his hat off, placing it on the table that occupied a corner of the room and was looking for something around the place; at least Akira could see that much as his hair dropped over his face in his fall, blocking his sides from the view and resting on the floor.

He clutched his fists at the hard impact he received, closing his eyes shut tightly at the slight pain of his knee. He couldn't really think about anything; everything just happened so fast and he didn't even have the time to digest what was occurring. This man, this place..! From all the things that gathered in his mind so abruptly at his first thought of it, there was only one thing that kept echoing inside of his head.

Why, for heaven's sake, was he the only one inside?

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Hikaru did not find it pleasing; the fact the young girl didn't stand up nor did anything at all from her spot on the floor irritated him. Really, what was she doing? He said he doesn't want her to talk, but he never said anything about moving. She did that just fine a moment ago while kicking him!

So what was the matter now? He ruffled his hair upset and looked for a bottle of rum; damn it, there had to be one in his damn room, there always were! Idiotic new deck boy, didn't they tell him how he liked his rum served? Way ahead of time and in large amounts!

When he finally found one he calmed down, leaning his back on the wall and opened it with a 'pop' sound while scratching his beard, pressing the tip to his lips and drinking the bitter liquid eagerly, sighing with satisfaction at the taste of it, lingering in his mouth. Rum was another thing he was thankful for. Always so refreshing! As long as it was cold, of course.

Wiping his lips he glanced at the girl, making up his mind and putting the bottle on the table after taking another sip from it. Walking towards her, he lifted her from the ground and she said nothing as he paced to his bed, placing her down to sit on it and smirked at the red mark he made on her pretty face.

Pressing the back of his hand to her cheek, he caressed it gently, "Did I hurt you?" he asked in a whisper.

She shivered and flinched, pulling away from his touch and swallowed her saliva hard. "…don't touch me." She let out weakly, looking like she really was wondering what he wanted to do with her. She could smell his breath that reeked with alcohol, and grimaced as if wondering why was she in this kind of situation?

Hikaru growled at the rejection, wrapping his hands around her neck and watching her eyes grow wide as he pressed her down on the mattress, tightening his hold around it and climbed on top of her. "Don't you dare try ordering me around, little slut. The only reason you're still alive is cause my dick took over my brain," he hissed, bending his head and pressing his lips to hers harshly. Taking advantage of the gaping lips as she gasped, he shoved his tongue into her mouth and grabbed her wrists as she tried shoving him off of her, pinning both her hands over her top.

As she whimpered, he knew the reason- his beard was scratching her soft skin and had pained her; shaking her head at the invasion of his tongue she started screaming terrified with his actions and he pressed his lips harder to hers, moaning as the girl was oblivious to what she was doing while she tried pushing his tongue out of her mouth using her own, lounging over her with his upper body and moan again at her clean, sweet taste.

Then, pulling away a bit, he gazed down at her panting, flushed face. "I will not kill you, or any one of the people that were on your ship, with one condition." He whispered huskily, pressing his lips to hers softly and letting go as she started squirming again. "…let me have you."

Staring up at him with scared, wavering eyes, she registered his last words in her half-numb minded state, her eyes widened visibly. "…are you insane?" she breathed horrified, her voice so weak it was almost inaudible.

Hikaru chuckled. "Well, yeah. Actually I am." He leaned down a bit further. "So, what is your answer? Will you let me fuck you, or," he huffed on the girl's swollen lips. "Let me kill the people that were on your ship, including your precious Yaga-something dude."

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Akira's breath was caught in his throat. This wasn't happening to him, was it? This man, offering him sex… was he really serious about it? Forcing him to have sexual contact with him while knowing they both are male… was he what was called a 'homosexual'?

His parents, what would they say if they ever heard he let a guy touch him..? A shiver ran down his spine at that thought. No, they would never accept that- their son touched by another man… god, but he said he'd kill Taichi, and he was the person most important to him in the whole world--what was he supposed to do in such situation? He can't just let Taichi die..! But letting this man have his way with him… it was unbearable.

…he didn't even know how they do that, men sex…

Flushing and looking up at the bearded male's face, he bit his lip to stop it from trembling so violently, eyes filled with fear and insecurity. Finally, as he exhaled slowly while trying to make up his mind, he closed his eyes. "…promise me, that you won't hurt Yagami-san, or even touch him." He whispered, too scared and confused, clutching his fists with disbelief at his own words, a voice in his head screaming at him for his decision.

He couldn't see but he felt the man quirk a smirk, and his heart plummeted at his next words. So that made it a fact, didn't it?

…

Hikaru licked his lips at the girl's reply. "Yeah, I can promise you that." He purred at the thought of finally getting what he's been longing for so damn long. They were most fun when they were scared, and the idea she was a virgin made him almost shiver with delight at the need to be the first to pop her cherry.

At the way her lanky, small figure shivered beneath him he knew what her response would be already, therefore, he wasn't surprised when it came. "…fine." She whispered shakily, her lids tightening over her sockets. "Fine... but I don't know what to do or, eh…" she flushed even more and Hikaru licked his lips with anticipation. Yes, definitely a virgin.
"Don’t worry." He smirked. "All you have to do is let me slide in and do all the job, you just enjoy yourself." He hummed and leaned down, pressing his lips to hers gently and chuckle when all she did was frown and stick her lips out. Fuck, she was a virgin at everything!

As he started sucking on her bottom lip, his hands played with the edges of her shirt, stroking the soft, warm skin of her stomach then chuckle as he felt it wince a bit as his fingers brushed over her navel. "Calm down… it won't hurt one bit." He hummed, knowing it was a lie since virgins always felt pain at the beginning, but not really caring; all that mattered was his own pleasure, and if he could make her enjoy his touch in the process, then even better.

Grabbing the stitched edges of her black, probably expensive shirt, he slowly pulled it up over her head and arms, the action forcing him to detach himself from her lips and watch as her hair was pulled out of her blouse, falling gracefully around her face, so long it took him ages to pull all of it out and even then it slid down and covered her front.

Hikaru licked his lips as she flushed a darker shade and pressed his lips to the curve of her lips. "I will make it feel good, I promise." He whispered huskily and let his hands ravish her sides, watching her face as she tensed and bit her lip. Man, he really liked virgins.

As he pushed her hair to the sides and cupped her shoulders, caressing them, he blinked as her torso was in view; no small breasts as he expected to see and later on- grab, not even a hint of development there, and he wondered how could a female be so damn flat.

He mentally shook his head and forced his mind off the topic; she was pretty enough to cover for that lack, and besides… he can live without grabbing those. What really mattered was what she was possessing not much lower beneath it. He smirked and pressed his lips to her collarbone, making sure to leave a mark as he sucked while his hands moved down her stomach, fingertips grinding over her skin and he felt all her muscles tighten when he reached the hem of her pants, slowly pulling it down and licking his lips as he heard her breathe in sharply, biting her neck when he froze. Muttering a 'what the fuck', he looked down between their bodies. Suddenly, he was also inhaling sharply, pulling away from the trembling, feminine body and looking as if he was bitten by a snake.

Oh god, oh dear god. Did he just feel what he thinks he did?! No way… that was madness! If that actually was true… oh god. It was long, and, and… soft, and male-like! He couldn't have been that mistaken, right? He was just imagining because the little bitch was so damn reluctant and… and…

But there was no mistake of it; as the newly acquired whore sat up and covered her almost naked body with his blanket, face burning red and shoulders slightly slumped forward, he knew it was true. She… his beautiful, dainty little creature, was actually a he.

"You are kidding me." Hikaru raked a hand through his bangs, so confused and baffled. This has never happened before, and he didn't know how to act; especially with the kid still lying on his bed, shivering while letting his hair hide his face. "I am going to fuck Naruto… no, not a good plan. Naruto will enjoy it. I am going to kill him!" he muttered under his breathe, tugging on his own hair.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! "You got to be kidding me, damn it… touching a guy… fuck, I was touching a guy!" he hissed, gritting his teeth with disgust at he thought.

The previously pretty girl and currently beautiful guy looked up and scowled at Hikaru's figure as he paced back and forth in the room, his hands clutching the material of the blanket. "Do you think I find it any more pleasing than you, sir?" he muttered through clenched teeth, obviously scared and shocked as well. "Wasn't it obvious? Didn't you ask yourself why I was so against every body contact with you from the very beginning?!" he hissed.

Hikaru stopped and stared up at the… male beauty, gulping as he saw the marks of his teeth and lips on his neck, finding it hard to breathe steadily all of a sudden. "Why didn't you say so from the start, then?" he asked evenly, his façade and voice hiding his rage, his repulsion. Nothing in the world compared to this.

"How was I supposed to know you thought I am a girl?!" he blurted out before he even managed to hold it in, forgetting who he was confronting. "Well, you damn look like one!"

The young male glared daggers at him; he really didn't know he could manage such a look. He seemed to be so… delicate. "Well, too bad for you! I didn't ask you to kidnap me, you did that on your own! If you had at least a bit of logic, you would have asked before!"

Hikaru gritted his teeth and closed the gap between both him and the guy on his bed, grabbing his chin harshly and tilting his head up. "Didn’t I tell you not to talk to me like I am your servant?"

The boy hissed, "No, sir, but I do not wish to speak about anything at all that involved you."

Hikaru snickered and tightened his grip on the kid's chin. "Don't mess with me, wench, or I will change my mind and fuck you anyways, just to watch you scream with pain."

The guy flinched, trying to pull his chin out of Hikaru's grip and failed miserably, only making him growl and shove his head back down on the pillow. "I will fucking kill you! Don't you get it?! I am a freaking pirate! I don't care about nonsense like law, or the fact you're probably rich!" he hissed. God, this guy was making him lose his patience!

"…I thought you were homosexual, and then you were shocked with the fact I am a guy, but now you say again that you would… eh… take me? A guy? Are you really straight?" he whispered, as he couldn't even raise his voice.

"And I thought you were a very flat girl! But no, I was definitely wrong! And all because of that stupid Naruto!" he barked, "No wonder he was so into you, he can smell a guy from miles! That fag."

"No girl in this world can be that flat, sir."

"Well, how should I say it- DUH!" Hikaru huffed, "And what is it about you anyways?! You weren't that against it while I was kissing and touching all over your body."

The boy blushed furiously, sitting up so fast Hikaru almost fell back down. "I did not like your kisses!" he urged, as if insulted by the mere thought of it. "Nor did I like your touch! I am not a homosexual! The only reason I endured it was because you threatened to hurt Yagami-san!"

Hikaru growled and got up to his feet, his hand absentmindedly playing with his beard. "Fuck, I can’t believe I attacked that ship for nothing!" sighing and ruffling his own bangs, he bumped his forehead against the wall. "Damn it… the fact you are male changes everything! And now I am so fucking turned on I have to look for a girl to relax, and we are miles away from shore!"

Slowly getting up, the flushed boy got to his feet and looked hopefully at Hikaru, "Does… does that mean you would let me go when this ship anchors?" he inquired, pressing the blanket to his body and feel as if air was caught in his throat again while waiting for him to reply.

Hikaru hissed, turning to glare at the girly boy, "Don't even fucking think about getting dressed. I will do it." He let out, clenching his teeth at his own words, filled with revulsion and disbelief. "Yeah, I am too damn hard. I will do this; I don't care. You look enough like a girl. So what if you have the wrong hole." he stated in self-persuasion, licking his lips as he started taking off his shirt. "I don't fucking care so take your panties off, bitch."

Frozen, the other, younger man stared up at him with wavering eyes. "Y-you're still going to take me?" he muttered weakly, biting his lip and looking terrified as Hikaru tossed his shirt aside, exposing a small, golden necklace around his neck. "B-but why? You’re not even attracted to men! I am not, either! You can find millions of girls wherever you look! What do you need me for?” he called desperately, starting to turn hysterical.

“To quench my desire right now.” Hikaru honored him with a sincere, intense gaze. “It doesn’t matter anymore, where exactly I shove myself in. Since you were the one to make it appear… you will be the one to make it go away.” He stated.

Unable to utter a mere word under the man’s olive-green fixated eyes, the feminine boy leaped up and dashed towards the farther side of the room, wrapping the blanket around his lissome figure in his embarrassment, trying to keep as much distance as possible away from Hikaru. “It does matter! It does!-- I am not a girl!” he exclaimed hopelessly, frustrated.

Hikaru hummed and raked a hand through his bangs, pacing sluggishly to the opposite side of the room, where the boy was. “Yeah well, you sure look like one, and that won’t change no matter how hard you try to deny it.” he stated carelessly. “Truth be told, I have never had any girl prettier than you inside of my cabin, so, that is a big plus.”

“I am not a girl.” He whispered shakily.

“I know. And I am not gay, either. But I am horny, and you are hot.” He shrugged and as he reached his side, the boy flinched and pressed his back to the wall, biting his lip.

“That’s not a reason..!”

“It is for me.” His hand was shot forward then, seizing the cloth wrapped around the terrified kid’s body and tugging on it, making the kid yelp as he stumbles forward and bumps against his broad chest. Chuckling, Hikaru’s hand moved down the kid’s back, resting on his behind as he felt along his back. “And you better stop talking cause it starts to seriously piss me off.” He warned in a soft voice.

“Please, don’t..!”

“Shut the fuck up.” He purred while looking down at the boy’s pleading eyes. He didn’t say a thing about Hikaru’s hand… could it be he really knew nothing about gay sex? Even he did, and he loathed anything that was connected to it. Besides Waya, of course… and Naruto was fine.

Would he turn gay if he takes this guy?.. it’s not that bad as long as they won’t do it again. And yeah, Hikaru was very doubtful he’d ever do that again. The mere thought of it disgusted him.

Making up his mind, he licked his lips. He won’t kiss the guy. Kisses meant much more than sex, right? Sex was nothing but carnal pleasure… kisses were different. His grandfather used to tell that to Waya all the time.

…so, as long as there is no lips-to-lips contact, it will be fine.

As the unwilling boy took a step back Hikaru took one forward, and soon his back was pressed to the wall, with the blond towering over him, looking focused while pulling the blanket down his shoulders slowly, calmly fighting the boy’s reluctance and the tight grip of his hands on the blanket.

“…you really should stop fighting. It’s rather helpless, really. I am going to take you whether you like it or not, so all this game we’re playing right now… it really is useless.”

He smirked as the boy’s grip on the blanket weakened and yanked it away from him, leaving his slim, pale body bare in front of his eyes. Chuckling lowly, he buried one tanned hand’s fingers in the long, dark tresses of his new guest, caressing its way down and resting on the small of his back, watching the boy’s expressions change from tensed to shock, then terrified and lastly, horror; as Hikaru’s hand slipped under his boxers and started stroking his bare skin.

Shaking, he tried pulling backwards, but he didn’t really have where to. It was in that position, when Hikaru bent his head and pressed his lips to one trembling shoulder, making the kid whimper as his other hand started stroking up and down his back. "So smooth…" he hummed, licking the skin between his shoulder and his neck, nibbling it gently. As his little pray clutched his small, delicate palms on the material of his pants, Hikaru waited patiently and amused as the other guy was tugging on it while trying to draw his neck away from Hikaru’s lips, giving him more access to his skin by doing that without his knowledge.

Hikaru chuckled and gave a gentle squeeze to the kid’s butt, making him buck him hips yelping and moaned, sucking the pale skin of his neck and pressing the thin body to his.
As if by an instinct, the still shuddering boy took a deep breath and lowered his head a bit, pressing his lips to Hikaru’s shoulder for a few moments, closing his eyes shut.

Hikaru sighed deeply at the sudden feeling of warm, thin lips against his heated skin, pecking softly the boy’s skin and licking his lips. “Oh yes… keep going, babe…” he purred with pleasure as his captive’s lips moved slowly up to his neck.

He couldn’t believe what was happening; of course he enjoyed this- the dainty little kid was finally starting to please him, but the idea itself just was… awkward.

Just when he started to feel light headed, a painful groan left his lips with surprise as he felt teeth digging into his flesh, making him abruptly pull his hands away from the boy and shove him away from him, pressing his hand to his bitten spot and grit his teeth at the boy’s determined look. “You little bitch!” he roared and slapped his cheek a second time with the back of his hand, his strike making the kid’s thin body stumble backwards and knock against the wall as he shouts.

“I will fuck you so hard you will bleed to death, you conceited slut!” he grabbed him by the hair and pulled him close, “And then I will kill all that fucking crew on your bloody ship and make sure you watch as I cut each and every finger of that bushy idiot of yours!” he hissed with fury.

He forced his head to tilt up and let his teeth sink into the kid’s neck, making him cry out at the pain and then let go, licking the kid’s bruised skin satisfied and pulling his head back again. “One last chance.” He muttered lowly, impatient with his rebellious inmate. “Resist me, and they all die… Let me have you without defying or pissing me off, and I let you all go.”

The boy’s eyes widened with astonishment. “…is that your condition?”

“Yes.”

“And if I decide not to follow it?”

“…I will still have you. But afterwards, you and your mates die.” Watching as the color ran out of the boy’s already pallid face, Hikaru smirked, eyeing knowingly the kid then started to walk him back to the bed. "You really have no other choice. It's let me fuck you and live, or fight me and die."

As the boy's legs bumped against the bed he pressed himself to Hikaru, whom shoved him back to fall on the bed. Yelping, he did, his legs landing at his sides and Hikaru grinned mischievously, leaning down as he let his leg rest on the bed between the boy's legs, watching him flush smugly and hover on top of him, his hands at the sides of his head. "What do you say, kid?"

"…please don't." he whispered pleadingly, the cool metal of the golden neckless touching his skin and making him wince, biting his lip while Hikaru's hands gripped the upper edges of his boxers and slowly pulled down. The boy shook his head and grabbed Hikaru's wrists with his, trying to stop them from taking the last thing that covered him completely off. "Please-- please don't! Sir!"

"Will you please shut up?" Hikaru hummed while ignoring his pleas and resistance, his hands drawing the probably expensive undergarment down the kid's pale, long legs and tossing it on the floor behind him. Pulling back a bit he watched the kid's fully naked figure, half-smirking as he tried hiding his privates with his hands as his face glowed with bright red. "…you are just beautiful, you know that? For a guy, that is. Actually, for a girl, too."

He bit his lip, "Stop saying that, I obviously am not a girl..! How can you even think of taking me after you found out what I really am! It's sick..! It's completely twisted!"

"Nah, it's fine if it's a one-time thing." Hikaru carelessly stated, leaning down and pecking the beautiful boy's chin. "I think I will enjoy this."

"No!" he tried getting up but Hikaru's hand pushed him flat on his back.

"Don't even think of it." He hummed, licking his lips and pulling his hand closer to the other's lips, showing him two of his fingers. At his confused look, Hikaru said in a demanding voice, "Suck."

Terrified, the kid shook his head, "W-what are you talking about?.. I will suck nothing of yours..!"

"Eh, you will, when time comes. Right now I want you to suck my fingers. It's for your own good, believe me."

"I won't trust a pirate who wants to rape me!" he exclaimed with rage.

Hikaru sighed, ruffling his hair with his other, free hand. "Well, true." He then shrugged. "Well too bad for you. It might hurt even more like that, so…" spreading the boy's legs, Hikaru half watched his eyes widen even more, as he traced his finger around his entrance and his other hand pressed the boy's chest down as he started struggling again. "Would you please calm down?" Hikaru asked irritated.

"No! Please-- stop, don't!" he gasped as his response was shoving his finger into him, making him shout with pain at the intrusion and tighten around the foreign object, biting his lip. "Please! Get it out of me! Please!"

Hikaru growled and granted another blow to the boy's cheek, making him yell again at the strike and add a second finger into him as a punishment. "Didn't I tell you not to order me around? I am not your little servant, bitch." He huffed aggravated with the other's words. Really, can't a guy have some fun without a brain fucking tool to bother him?!
As he started moving his fingers inside of him harshly, the boy cried, his hands grabbing his wrist again and both tried pulling his hand away, pissing Hikaru off; he never gave him time to adjust, and he didn't even plan to. If he would enjoy this, well, good for him. But all he cared about was his own pleasure, and as he pulled his fingers out of the slightly shivering boy's passage, he was smirking evilly.

"…did you like that?"

"…no." he whispered, humiliated as Hikaru's hands held his wrists pressed over his head tightly, knowing it hurt him; his lips were a bit swollen from the constant biting. "Please, let go… god, I will do whatever you want, I will give you everything… anything… just not this." He pleaded.

Hikaru shrugged and covered the boy's body with his own. "I have nothing else that I want besides that and money. And I already took what was on your ship." He huffed on the other's lips, amused at his reaction. "Now, I will take you."

He whimpered as Hikaru's free hand started to work on his pants, undoing it and slowly taking them off to his thighs. He got up and kicked his pants off, taking the boxers off as well and smirking as the boy eeped, blushing wildly again and turned his face away while closing his eyes shut tightly. "Oi, no need to be embarrassed."

"What are you doing!"

"Getting ready?" he shrugged, climbing on top of the bed and hovering on top of the naked, flushed boy. "Will you open your eyes already? You know, this thing is going to be inside of you in a moment."

The kid's eyes opened abruptly, staring pleadingly up at him. All Hikaru did was chuckle and lean down, pressing his lips to the boy's neck and stroke his side with his hand. "…should I be gentle?" he hummed.

"Get off of me."

As he got that for an answer, Hikaru licked up his neck, then clenched his teeth over the boy's earlobe. "I will fuck you, hard." He purred and sucked on the sensitive flesh inside his mouth. "And you will scream from the pain, I swear."

Hikaru lowered his bottom side and positioned himself at the shivering beauty's entrance, letting go of his earlobe and licking his cheek, chuckling at his reluctant partner's disgusted expression. "Don't worry, I won't really make you bleed if you won't resist too much." He hummed and bucked his hips slowly, penetrating through the kid's tight entrance and then moan as heat engulfed his pulsing cock, "Oh fuck," how could anyone be this tight?! "You really are a virgin..!" he breathed while the boy screamed, his hands moving to Hikaru's back and pressing hard against his skin at the pain and the horror he was experiencing.

Pushing deeper into the boy, Hikaru panted, overwhelmed with everything; the heat, the tightness, the pressure as the kid closed himself around his shaft, whimpering and squirming while trying to push him off. Hikaru was now lying on top of him; his body covering the other man's and he watched him struggle while getting used to the heat and the density. In the meanwhile, he tried making his partner calm down, pressing his lips gently to his bruised cheek; his other hand stroking the other bruised cheek, making Hikaru realize the flush wasn't only caused by the embarrassment.

As a gesture of somewhat-pity, he made up his mind to at least try and give the kid a bit of pleasure and licked his way down to his collarbone, purring and nibbling gently, feeling as the kid gasped and arched his back in the attempt of throwing him off.

"Now, now, don't be ungrateful." He chuckled, leaning back a bit and gazing down at the boy's chest, the redness and probably itchiness that were there made by his beard and as the boy pressed his hands to his front, trying to hide himself from his wandering eyes, he snorted.

"Get out..!" he whispered, shuddering at the cooling touch of his necklace as it moved over his skin.

"Look, those gay bitches seem to like it if they keep on fucking each other's asses, so they probably have a reason. Why won't you just shut up and try to enjoy this?"

"Because I am not gay!"

"Neither am I." he sighed and shook his head. "God, you are so whiny. I curse the second I brought you here."

"Then let me go!"

"Nah, too late for that." Hikaru huffed and ruffled his hair. "…seems like you're actually the one making me this hard, even now. There isn't much difference between the two holes, really." He smirked. Just like popping a virgin's cherry, though he was still fighting with himself not to do it. Really, fucking a guy? What the hell is he thinking?
"It's completely different!" his body went stiff as Hikaru started pulling out of him, too eager to listen to his whines, moaning. The boy gasped when he was almost out of him and instead of pulling completely out he just gave a harsh thrust and got back in sharply.

Both crying out; one with pleasure, one with pain, they both arched their backs, panting.

"Holy fuck..!" he looked down at the suffering boy, his whole body trembling with dreadfulness, his eyes closed. He really was beautiful while in pain, Hikaru chuckled. He knew this fetish of him would make one girl traumatized, but he never thought he'd make a guy experience it.

Leaning and pressing his lips to the boy's eyes, he licked the tears that formed at the corners of his eyes and starting pulling out again, building a pace. "Don't tell me you don't like it… I'll be terribly disappointed." He mocked.

"Please, get out already… it hurts, please!" he pleaded, doubtful it would even help.
"Maybe if you'll stop squirming so much, it'd get better." He hummed and licked the pretty guy's neck. "I told you I won't be gentle if you'll resist."

The boy stared appalled at the ceiling and screamed in pain as Hikaru slammed himself inside of him, moaning at the inner friction, knowing he was tearing the boy's insides apart but not really caring; it was all for his own pleasure, and he started picking the rhythm inside of him, ignoring the boy's cries and pleas.

"Relax, idiot, it'd feel much better!" didn't help much, since the kid was already hysteric at his somewhat desecration.

As Hikaru rocked his body, feeling the boy's figure trembling around him, he began sucking on his neck again, starting to like his chaste taste and groan as he felt the boy's fingernails digging into the skin of his broad back, probably unable to bear the pain anymore.

"HA! No! NO! Get out! It burns, PLEASE!" he cried, seemingly in so much pain tears started running down his cheeks.

Just as expected, Hikaru watched the kid through his blurry sight, already feeling the built tension in his lower stomach and panted, loving the way his new toy screamed and whimpered; he really preferred virgins, it was the best opening them, at times giving them only pain while at other times sharing his sheer pleasure with them. This kid was just added to the first group.

His refined, petite figure, moving beneath him; his beautiful face flushed, his eyes watery half-closed, his lips detached a bit while he begged him to stop. All of that and more only excited Hikaru further, and he slammed even harder and deeper into the boy's delicate body, feeling so close to the edge when the one under his body kept screaming, tightening around his pulsing, aching cock; his lips suddenly pressing to the other boy's, Hikaru's tongue thrust in, licking the one in the boy's mouth as he fell into silence, sucking on the slippery object and moan into his mouth at he climaxed inside of him, burying himself so deep to mark the kid as his, locking their lips in a passionate kiss.

He never felt so relieved and blissful in his life as he did at that moment; when the boy cried into his mouth after he released himself inside his tight passage, staying in to make sure his semen won't leak out too fast, forcing the kid to feel his warm essence within him.

Shivering, the boy did nothing but keep his lips slightly separated while Hikaru's tongue ravished his mouth, mixing his saliva with his own. As the boy's tight grip over Hikaru's back faltered, his hands slowly slipped down to his sides and landed on the bed, fingers twitching. It was that moment as Hikaru groaned and pulled back, realizing what he's been doing and grunting at his own stupidity; didn't he say no kissing?! Is he insane?!

The boy panted, staring with pleading, wavering eyes at the bearded man on top of him. "…get out. Please, you already got what you wanted. Get out of me…" he whispered shakily, too tired of this, of everything.

Hikaru gritted his teeth and looked back at the boy. "Fine, whiny bitch." He pulled out of him and groaned at the last friction, licking his lips and dropping to lie next to him on the bed. "Wipe your tears, idiot. A man shouldn't cry." He huffed, so satisfied he felt like sleeping.

The boy didn't answer as he felt something trickling out of his entrance, shuddering and sitting up immediately, wincing at his pain and lying back down, panting, then trying to sit back up, this time slowly.

Seeing no red stain resembling blood on the sheets, he sighed shakily, somewhat relieved at the fact he wasn't completely marred and moved his legs over the edge of his side of the bed, getting slowly up as he supported himself with his hand on the wall.

As Hikaru noticed the movement he sat up abruptly, grabbing the boy's arm with a frown. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" he hissed, irritated at the boy's actions and got up, towering over his slim figure while looking down at him. He couldn't even enjoy his orgasm like that!

Freezing at the firm grip, the boy turned around to look at Hikaru with tearful eyes. "I want to go, isn't that obvious? You got what you wanted- you took it by force. Can't I go take my clothes and leave here?" he whispered, trying to pull his arm away from the harsh grip.

Hikaru smirked at that and pulled his arm towards him, making him yelp and stumble forward at the pain in his ass, licking his lips. "No." he whispered, leaning down a bit, face inched away from the boy's. "I changed my mind. You won't be a one timer… I want you." He wasn't much different of any other girl, except the fact he was much prettier and had a dick. From his small, thin figure to his stunning face and long silky hair; Hikaru wanted it all. He was his treasure now. And since he found him, it was his right to keep him. Twisted, but to Hikaru, it was a way of life.

"W..what?" was the boy's weak reply. Too weak to resist or do anything. Too deep in despair at the thought he would have to suffer all of this again. "No… no, you promised-- you said it would be only a one time thing! You promised to let me go if I give you this-- I already did! I did! I made my part of the deal, why do you have to break your word? Why do I have to do that again?" he whispered as he clutched his fists, hitting Hikaru's chest with it.

"You can always let them all die." Hikaru grinned deviously and watched the boy's eyes widen with shock and fear, the invisible screen evident to his eyes. "And first one to go is your bushy idiot."

He froze, his shoulders trembling. "No… I didn't enjoy this! And I am not going to enjoy this thing with you! Ever! You disgust me--! I can't even bear the thought of having you inside of me again--!"

Hikaru clutched his hand in his hair and yanked on it, making the boy gasp. "Oi, little slut. You're forgetting again who you're talking to." He spit, baring his teeth. "Don't ever dare talking to me like that, how many times should I tell you this? Do you want me to break your arm?"

The boy bit his lip, closing his eyes at the impossibility of the situation. "…why… why are you…" he started, trailing off as he tried stopping his tears again and Hikaru pressed his lips harshly to the boy's.

"You should never relay on a word of a pirate, kid." He hummed and licked the new tears from his cheeks, chuckling at the salty taste. "I would love breaking you. Maybe I should keep you for longer than I planned." He shoved the boy back on his bed, making him fall sprawled on it and cry at the pain of the impact, his hair lying in a mess on the bed around him. "You are not allowed out of this room. Put one leg out the doorframe and I kill you." He warned while starting to get dressed, eyeing the boy as he sat painfully up and wrapped his blanket around him. "Hm? There is nothing about you I didn't see already, you know."

Looking up with a hard, hateful look, the boy hissed, "I prefer covering myself whenever you're not touching me, and please make sure it won't happen frequently."

Hikaru chuckled. "Keep with that attitude and you'll find yourself numb for a week." He hummed while shoving his shirt into his pants. "Well, shower is behind that door there, so make sure to take one and treat your bruises. I really hope they won't remain for long. I hate ugly bitches. And don't even try making it worse, I will fuck you either way."

As he stepped towards the door, he grabbed his coat and hat, wearing both and unlocking the door, opening it. "Ah, another thing. When I'm back, lunch is served. So make sure to be hungry, the sex already made sure I will be." Leaving the room, Hikaru locked it behind him and chuckled, wondering why he bothered threatening the kid if he planned to lock him in all along. Well, who the hell cared. This boy was his now, and he would make him suffer as long as he is disobedient and in his custody.

Hikaru sighed and his hand moved up to the board of this chest, feeling the round metal there and heaved. It was the first time he didn't take it off while having sex. Seems like it bothered that idiot… fuck, who cares. He enjoyed it and that was all that mattered.

…maybe it actually was for the better, attacking that ship.
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Okay explanations;

Shinken is a real, traditional Japanese sword.
Mukansa and Ningen Kokuho are the two, best sword smiths in Japan. What's going on in that scene is that both Hikaru and Taichi are impressed with each other's sword's quality. That's just it. You know fighting men… pride, interest. Such.

What more… this chapter is so long! –whine- I can't believe I'm done with it!
To those who wanted the sex and pleasure to be mutual… well, soon, right now I'm taking it slow for Akira to adjust Hikaru's roughness. I really hate it when things happen really fast so I'm gonna try and avoid it.
cheer for me!

-sigh-
it's already night here so if I won't go to sleep I'll start writing next chapter, that.. well, does not exist. So lots of work for me!

I would really like to know what more people think about this, it takes most of my time and in two days we're back to school and finals, so I'll do my best not to disappoint those who actually like this. So spend some time on me and review if you're able.

[btw, you're always welcome to see if RPing is hard with my msn :D I have three but, you can always use the msn on my user page.]
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