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兄弟愛	By : Kimmimaru Category: Gravitation > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1089 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4: Kogane no Yume (Golden dreams)

Tohma sighed as he stood up from behind his desk, he decided to go home and attempt to sleep, even if he knew it would be futile. He was usually a fitful sleeper, the only time he could get a good night's sleep was if he had Ryuichi by his side, but he had placed the singer to act as Yuki's body guard in case the author did something stupid. He paused as he was putting away his papers when he heard someone outside his office, his hand dropped to the draw he kept his gun in as the door opened.

"Seguchi!"

"Eiri...!" Tohma relaxed his hand, his blue eyes widened as he took in the blood stain on Yuki's shirt. "What...?" he didn't have time to answer as the furious author strode over to him and grabbed his jacket.

"Why didn't you tell me who did it?" He hissed through clenched teeth.

Tohma stared at him for a second as what he said sank in. "Eiri I..."

"No more lies! Seguchi...she was my sister! How could you keep that kind of information from me! I have every right to know who murdered her!"

"I was trying to protect you!" Tohma said quietly. Yuki was shocked when he saw his eyes soften and pain replace the mask he usually wore. "I...I thought that if you knew you would go after him and I couldn't see you suffer because of a mistake I made so many years ago!"

Yuki released Tohma and turned away. "Well, he's got your dog." He snapped.

"What? He's got Ryuichi?"

"Yeah, the idiot was protecting me and he went with him to stop him from hurting us."

Tohma took a breath before speaking. "Then I must make sure he comes back alive. Eiri, please accept my apology, I had no intention of deceiving you..."

"You'll never understand will you?" Yuki said softly. "How many times have I told you that I don't need you to protect me anymore? How many times must you treat me like a kid?"

"Eiri-san I..." Tohma closed his eyes and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, you are no longer a child...I understand that but...but I can't help but want the best for you. Your sister would have wanted you to be safe and I thought that I could help you..."

"You were wrong."

Hiro woke to frantic knocking, he sat bolt upright in bed and grabbed the gun out of his draw before walking to the door. He pulled it open slightly and was shocked to see Shuichi standing there looking panicked. "Shuichi!" Hiro said as he pulled the door open. "What's wrong?"

"Yuki's gone!" Shuichi gasped as he stepped into Hiro's flat. "Hiro...please help me! We have to find him!"

Hiro paused. He didn't want to put Shuichi in danger but the singer wouldn't give up until he was sure Yuki was safe. "Do you know where he could have gone?"

Shuichi frowned and nodded. "I overheard something...When he left I followed him but I couldn't make out everything that was said because I was too far away...but they mentioned a place called Kogane no Yume."

Hiro frowned thoughtfully before turning away and moving into his living room. He turned on his laptop and waited for it boot up. "We'll see what we can find on the internet..." He muttered.

"Kogane no Yume?" Tohma mused softly after hearing Yuki's story. The author sat on the sofa smoking, his side had been bandaged and he was topless. "Hm...I think I have heard the name before but from where...?"

"I have heard of it, it was on the news recently...isn't it some kind of host club? I heard it was raided because they thought it had links to a dodgy S and M ring..."

Tohma's eyes brightened. "Yes! Of course! I remember now, something Noriko was talking about...she said that she heard that the place was only a host club on the outside, its actually a speciality club that sells sex to customers with certain extreme tastes...!" Then it dawned on him and the light went out in his eyes. "They took Ryuichi there...?" His frown deepened and he rested his head on his hands. "This is...all my fault." He muttered. "It all began with me, I made some stupid decisions...and now we are witnessing the consequences. Ryuichi, you...everyone is suffering because of my own arrogance. I will rectify it. If Sato-san wants revenge then..." he stood slowly and picked up his coat, he threw it on so some of the feathers on the collar fell to the floor. He picked up his hat and put it on his head firmly before walking towards the door. "...it is time I took responsibility for my actions. Yuki-san, if you would come with me...?" He looked over his shoulder at the author who secured the gun in his pocket before nodding. With a small smile Tohma opened the door and strode out into the hall way. "Sakano-san!" he snapped, the man, who was speaking to a secretary straightened as his boss walked past him. "Get a car ready, we're going to Kabukichō."

"Yes, sir." Sakano jumped into action, he ran ahead of Tohma and got the lift down to the car park.

It was so cold that he couldn't stop shivering. The darkness was almost like a physical weight, sitting on his chest and suffocating him. He took a shuddery breath and tried to move, he was greeted by the soft clank of the thick chains that held his arms above his head. He was weak and numb, the cold seeping deep into his skin and burning his lungs making his breath plume as it left his blue tinged lips. Slowly the sound of footsteps drew closer and the prisoner tried to move but his body no longer obeyed him. Somewhere a door opened and the steps drew closer, he moved his head towards the sound and he felt heat caress his cheek, he could hear the soft hissing from a candle as the flame devoured the wax. A soft chuckle reached his ears and he felt a warm finger run down his face and across his neck. "Ah, such wonderful skin...I can't wait to put my mark on it." The voice was familiar but the prisoner's brain didn't seem to be functioning properly, his thoughts were sluggish and his memories confused. He knew his eyes were bound as he couldn't see the flame from the candle, but he had no idea how he had got where he was, or even why he was there. He had tried calling out but no one ever answered so he had given up. "You haven't been here for very long and yet you're becoming so compliant...nothing to how you were when you were first bound in these chains." That smooth voice made shudders tear through the prisoner's body, he wanted to draw closer to the wonderful heat, but he was also too afraid. "You were so stubborn, even when I had you tied to the chair, that defiance in your eyes was intoxicating but I think I prefer this side of you...are you this obedient for Seguchi Tohma?"

"T-Tohma..." The prisoner spoke in a voice that slurred, his tongue didn't seem to want to work properly. He knew that name, it kindled something deep within him, a memory of heat, a memory of soft words spoken in darkness...the memory of platinum hair and eyes the colour of ice. "Tohma..." he groaned as his head fell forward, it was too much effort to hold it up.

"I bet you are." The man continued as if the prisoner had said nothing. "I bet you love it when he touches you..." as he spoke he ran his fingers over the bound mans chest, he licked his lips hungrily as his prisoner moaned. "Can you see him? Or have the drugs robbed you of even your memory?" He laughed as Ryuichi's body tensed. "Obviously not completely, you still seem to have kept some vestige of yourself." His smile widened as he lifted the candle, with his free hand he grabbed a handful of Ryuichi's damp hair and yanked his head back, the singer cried out. "Such a wonderful voice, let me hear it some more..." He laughed as he tipped the candle up and hot wax dribbled down onto Ryuichi's exposed chest. The singer cried out again and tried to wiggle away from the pain. "Hush, soon you'll begin to like it...and if you do, I'll reward you."

"Nnng...To...Tohma..." Ryuichi mumbled as more scolding wax was dribbled across his skin leaving faint marks behind. He could clearly see, in his mind's eye, those bright blue eyes and that soft smile...that gorgeous blond hair and hands that held him so gently.

"Oh? What's this?" Sato lifted his hand to Ryuichi's cheek, it was wet and he could see trickles of clear liquid sliding down his face. "Are you crying?" He burst into hysterics and released Ryuichi who hung there with his hands bound in thick chains from the ceiling and his head hanging low. "I can't believe you're actually crying! I thought you were stronger than this! So, all it takes to break you is a syringe full of potent drugs?" He continued to laugh so his voice echoed around the dungeon. "Uncle was obviously very much mistaken with you! This is too easy..." he suddenly grabbed the blindfold from across Ryuichi's eyes and ripped it free, the singer flinched violently and hissed air through his teeth as the light from the single candle burnt his retinas. "Come now, cry for me some more! I want to see that face in all its pitiful glory!"

Ryuichi's eyes were almost black as he opened them, hair fell before them and tears fell to the floor as he stared blankly before him. His lips were slightly parted and his breathing ragged. A hand pulled his head up so he was staring at a dark, blurry figure. He could see something silver in his hand but he couldn't focus long enough on it.

Sato drew the sharp knife across Ryuichi's chest, his eyes glued to the singers face as he registered the pain. Blood seeped from the wound and slowly dripped down his muscled body and finally onto the floor. He licked his lips again before lowering his head and using his tongue to lick the blood away, he felt Ryuichi tense beneath him and he grinned as the singer moaned softly. "You seem to be responding well..." Sato whispered into Ryuichi's ear as his fingers ran through his hair gently. "You see, the drugs I pumped into you earlier...it's something that will eventually make you care about nothing...soon you will submit to me completely and you won't even be able to feel it when I do this..." he grabbed Ryuichi's groin and made the singer jerk his head back as he screamed. The sound went through Sato like a knife, cutting his self control to shreds and leaving him panting slightly. "Yes, that's it...scream...scream as much as you want because soon I'll break you until you can only crave the next hit." He leaned in and ran his tongue down Ryuichi's neck, the singer gasped and muttered incoherently while his hands tightened into fists above his head.

Tohma sat in the back of the car staring out the window with a dark frown. He had only to hope that Ryuichi was alive and well, he had to hope that Sato would want to keep him alive long enough so he could get there and get him out of that sick mans grip. He sighed heavily and ran fingers through his hair, his mind stuck on the past...

"Tohma-kun..."

"Endo-san?" Tohma opened the door and saw the old man sitting on his bed, he was smiling and he beckoned Tohma over. "What can I do for you?" Tohma said softly, although he thought he knew.

"You know what I want." Endo smiled and reached up, his calloused fingers brushing Tohma's cheek. "I promise, I won't touch...I just...want to watch."

Tohma swallowed the sudden urge to turn away in disgust and he slowly lifted his hand, with careful movements he removed his nemaki. His body was revealed in the silver moon light as he closed his eyes.

"Ah, such beautiful skin...so pale..." Endo remarked, he watched avidly as Tohma's hands slid down his chest.

Suddenly there was a scream, Tohma's head jerked up and his eyes widened. "Hanako-san!" He gasped and jumped to his feet. Endo sat still, unable to stand as his body was paining him.

"Tohma-kun, go see what is happening..." He was cut off by another scream and Tohma went pale. Before he could be ordered he pulled open the Shoji, Endo watched in horror as there was a loud crack and Tohma fell to the floor clutching his ribs and gasping. Blood poured from between his fingers as a someone smacked him in the back of the head and he fell to the floor.

The next thing he knew someone was shaking him awake, his eyes flickered open and he groaned. "T-Tohma...?" The voice belonged to Ryuichi, when his eyes had focussed he saw the brunet staring down at him, Ryuichi's eyes were blood shot and red rimmed...as if he'd been crying. His fingers brushed hair from Tohma's cheek absently before the blond sat up.

"What happened...I...don't remember..." Tohma frowned as he held as hand to his head, he looked at Ryuichi and saw he was covered in crimson, a tiny, wonky smile was on his face that sent chills down Tohma's spine. "Ryuichi!" He gasped and grabbed the singer by the tops of his arms, he shook him roughly but received nothing but horrible choked laughter. He released his friend and turned around slowly, what he saw made his stomach clench and he lifted a hand to his mouth. "N-No..." he gasped. He could still hear Ryuichi's strange laughter, it sounded as if he was crying. "E-Endo...san..." he said slowly as he crawled over to the body. His boss was lying on his back, blood surrounding his corpse and a look of horror etched into his lined face. He had a gaping wound ripped into his stomach as if he had been eviscerated. There was a soft hiccough from Ryuichi as he tried to calm his laughter, he turned slowly and saw the singer had his hand in his hair and was gripping it tightly while rocking back and forth slightly, tears ran down his face staining it pink.

"T-Tohma..." He muttered, he seemed unaware he was spreading blood all over himself. "Tohma...they're dead...they're all...d-dead...I...I was...too weak...I couldn't..." He gasped and bent double, his whole body shaking. "She was...so beautiful...so I...I couldn't leave her...like that. Her...nemaki...was red so I...changed it...She looks..." his hand covered his eyes and he tensed. "She looks perfect now."

"Ryuichi...what happened?" Tohma whispered as he drew near to the distressed singer.

"They killed her." He hissed. "Tohma...they murdered her...right in front of me...b-but I...I couldn't do anything!" Suddenly he screamed at the top of his lungs, he slammed his fist onto the tatami beneath him before breaking out into hysterical sobs. Tohma watched him as he shattered, all he could do was watch...

Shuichi looked up at the building, it was dark and dingy, completely at odds with the bright lights surrounding it. He glanced at Hiro who finished his cigarette and stubbed it out on the floor, the guitarist turned and smiled before nodding towards the door. "Ready?" He asked and Shuichi nodded.

Sato stared down at Ryuichi as he lay on the cold floor. "Had enough already?" He chuckled as Ryuichi's fingers twitched, his body was covered in horrible marks and his eyes were blank. The drugs had now taken complete control over him and he was floating through a world of soft light, the memory of warm arms and soft platinum hair filled him until the pain and cold meant very little. He could so clearly remember those blue eyes, eyes that gave him a purpose and kept him from destroying himself completely. "Still thinking about him?" Sato knelt at his side and rolled him onto his front, he ran his fingers over the beautiful tattoo that covered the skin. "What a lovely design..." He muttered. "I'm sure it must have hurt...did you make a sound?" The singer mumbled softly but didn't move even as Sato's finger traced its way down his spine to the faded scar at the base of his back. "And this...This was done by him, wasn't it? That bastard Seguchi..."

"Tohma..." Ryuichi groaned, it was all he could say.

Sato hissed air through his teeth as he took a knife from his belt. "If he's that important to you then I'll have to remove every last shred of him from your body..." He raised the knife and dug it into the scar, Ryuichi cried out sluggishly. "I will carve out your heart and make sure it will only belong to the darkness, my uncle will be able to rest in peace knowing that you are finally broken."
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