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All For Love 3rd in Rivalry Series	By : kurahieiritrJIO Category: +G to L > Initial D Views: 2173 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-All For Love
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A/N: This is temporarily an older draft. I will revise to correct inconsistencies ASAP. Please have patience with my weird schedules that have made uploading revised chapters an ongoing hassle.

CHAPTER 4

Knocking tugged Keisuke from a delicious dream of Takumi. He flipped onto his back, and slid out of bed to pad across his floor. Irritation flared at being drawn from Takumi even if it was only in his sleep. The blond swept his bangs out of his face, and ran his hand along the back of his neck as he grabbed his door knob. He opened the door to see Ryosuke in the hallway, a set of sheets in his hand.

"Nani, Aniki?" Keisuke grumbled.

"Fujiwara needs to be checked on." All vestiges of sleep vanished from Keisuke's mind as he focused on Ryosuke's words. "He couldn't get his legs free from his bedding again. A frame spring broke free and caught in the buckles of his brace. I think Fujiwara's hurting much worse than normal. We'll need to repair the frame. I sent Fujiwara to the furoba to change into dry clothes, but he's very groggy. Would you make sure he's alright, while I remake his bed?"

"Hai. I don't want him to fall. Was it another nightmare?"

Ryosuke gave him a stern look. "Hai. Fujiwara asked if I thought you will die if you keep having lung spasms, little brother. Considering his bedding and clothes are saturated, that must have been a very nasty nightmare."

"Che. Don't glare at me like that. I didn't mean to scare the hell out of Takumi, Aniki." Keisuke grumbled at his irritated older brother.

"I suggest you take better care of yourself from now on, Keisuke. Fujiwara can't handle another breathing episode." His brother snapped with an even darker look directed at him.

"I know that already, so save the damned lecture. I've got to check on Takumi." Keisuke snarled, stepping past Ryosuke, and headed for the staircase. In a matter of moments Keisuke was outside the ground floor furoba, tapping on the door.

"Takumi, are you all right?"

A muffled "I'm fine," reached the blond through the door. Keisuke heard a quiet thump so pushed into the roomy bath afraid Takumi had fallen. Takumi leaned against the counter with a confused expression clouding his features as Keisuke shut the door. The teen's eyes were glassy and dilated from the medication. His younger lover must have thought to open the door, not expecting him to enter on his own initiative. Keisuke looked at the sleepy-eyed, shirtless youth in front of him. His pulse accelerated, sliding into his groin.

'I've got to curb myself even if he's sexy as sin right now. Damn it! Takumi needs me to stay in control until we're both well. I've got to calm down. Hell, we can't do anything because of my fucking lung, and his busted leg. I really wish I could wrap myself around Takumi and kiss him senseless right now. That would probably help calm his fears down if I could.'

"I came to check on you. Aniki said you were changing clothes. Are you still in a lot of pain, my own?"

Takumi rubbed a hand across his face, flushing bright scarlet. "I'm ok. My leg was hurting a lot more earlier. Ryosuke-san told me to get on some clean clothes and dry my hair so I won't catch a cold and worry you."

His younger lover's often hesitant speech pattern was obviously slurred. Keisuke frowned at Takumi. The stubborn resistance Takumi showed toward being dependant on others had already caused him acute agony when he put too much strain on the shattered bone by accident. Okamoto-senumon-i had prescribed a strong pain reliever after the third emergency room trip.

"So I heard. When you woke up, you should have yelled for someone to come and help you instead of waiting for Aniki to get home. I'd have come downstairs and gotten you loose, baka. Stop hurting yourself, Takumi. Nobody's going to get upset if you ask for help in this household. I'm not going to react like Oyaji-san."

Takumi gave him a sour look. "I'm not waking the whole house unless I absolutely have to, Keisuke. I knew someone would notice the light on and check on me sooner or later. I was focused on getting myself free. I better finish dressing so I can help remake my bed."

"Che. Aniki's got the bed almost done. You're way too doped up to help him without hurting your leg even more."

"I hate that stupid medication. Naze does the orthopedic surgeon think I need something so strong?"

Keisuke crossed his arms over his chest, irritation rumbling in his voice. "Without those pills, you vomit because you're in so much pain. You won't stop pushing your thigh beyond the safety zone. You don't rest with it bothering you so much. If you'd stop being so stubborn, and let us help you, you probably wouldn't need such strong pain killers."

"I know I can't put weight on my leg. I only lose my balance because the damned pain pills mess with my balance, Keisuke. I'm used to doing things on my own because that's how Oyaji raised me. Yukiko-san's doing a lot of extra work because I'm here right now. I'd like to make things easier on her if possible because that's how I am." The younger man heaved a sigh, turned, and hopped toward the ornate towel rack where his clean shirt waited.

Takumi overbalanced, and wobbled on his good leg before Keisuke fully realized he was moving. The blond jumped forward and hooked an arm around his boyfriend's waist to steady him as Takumi's upper body pitched forward. The blond jerked his younger lover upright and against his larger frame. As Keisuke let his smaller lover's frame slide down so his foot could touch the ground, Takumi's right arm slipped over the top of his forearm, and entwined their fingers. All the annoyance he had felt moments before evaporated as Keisuke wrapped himself around Takumi's smaller body. Keisuke blew out a heavy breath as he felt Takumi relax in his hold. 'That scared me. I almost didn't catch him in time.'

Takumi leaned back into Keisuke's chest and rested his head against his shoulder. His other hand sought Keisuke's free hand. Keisuke wrapped his other arm around his smaller partner and held him close. 'Kami-sama, I wish I could stay wrapped around him forever.'

"Arigato, Keisuke."

The worried blond murmured in Takumi's ear. "See? I always have your back, don't I?"

'Once I accepted that I love you, everything changed. From the first time I kissed you at the lookout my world has been turned upside down and spinning out of control. You say I changed your world, but don't seem to realize that you did the same to me. I'm completely wrapped around your fingers now.'

"I miss being close to you like this. I'm already sick of all the medical restrictions. Sometimes, I really hate Mogi. I'm becoming a terrible person, aren't I, Keisuke?"

Keisuke closed his eyes as he rested his cheek against his smaller partner's head. He absorbed Takumi's weight against his chest and legs. It felt right to have his paramour wrapped inside his arms and leaning against his body. Keisuke wanted to devour Takumi. It wasn't his crotch that was causing him pain. His emotions throbbed in his breast at a fever pitch as his heart pounded whenever he touched Takumi even in passing. Their enforced celibacy since late June could not account for all the emotions that overwhelmed Keisuke without warning whenever he was so close to Takumi.

'I'm getting too damned horny. My libido's been hard-core since I hit puberty, but this is getting ridiculous. We can't do anything and I know it. Naze have my emotions gotten so intense since I fell in love with Takumi? I never was this way with my previous girlfriends. Staying jealous of a dead person is damned pathetic too.'

"I hated Mogi long before you, Takumi. My medical restrictions are only for a few more weeks. I can almost pass all the stress tests and get back to driving and everything else we used to do. I can't wait until your leg heals. Still, If you keep pushing it so hard, you'll make me wait even longer to wrap myself around you the way I want, my own."

Takumi shifted his head to look at him. "No more breathing attacks after you pass those stress tests right, lover?"

Keisuke tilted his head and looked into Takumi's eyes. They had a murky stormy gray tone that only appeared when the younger man was very upset, or frightened.

"I won't have any more major lung spasms, Takumi. I promise I'll be more careful when I get pissed off. You had a nightmare because of yesterday, didn't you?"

Takumi shuddered within his arms. Keisuke ran his hand across his troubled partner's arm to soothe him. The blond discovered goose bumps from whatever was in his mind. The younger Takahashi brother cursed his strong passions in his head as he sought to ease Takumi's distress by holding him as his younger lover needed.

Something undefinable remained at work that Keisuke could not explain where his attachment to Takumi was concerned. The blond fought his growing lust by recalling their various squabbles to find enough annoyance to rein in his libido. He refocused on Takumi's words after giving himself a strong mental reprimand.

". . . said I would have nightmares, . . . for several months. He said it was normal, . . . so I have to put up with them, . . . for now."

"The trauma counselor that visited us at the first hospital also told you it always helps to talk about your nightmares, Takumi. That's the reason your legs get tangled up in your bedding, isn't it?"

"I can't wake up, . . . because of the medication. I guess I toss, . . . and turn because, . . . the nightmare's started, . . . getting worse, lover."

"Talk to me, Takumi. How are they getting worse?" Keisuke kept his voice soft as he sought to get the troubled younger man to talk to him. The normal hesitant quality of Takumi's words was far more pronounced than normal. The hesitations between phrases were getting longer as Takumi talked.

"It starts with Mogi and you fighting over me. Then you're on the ground covered in blood. . . . that's where it changes . . . from the old nightmares. You call my name, . . . and suddenly I'm in an odd looking park. . . . I'm searching for you, . . . because someone told me . . . you'd be there." Keisuke felt a wave of helplessness when Takumi shuddered as he relayed images he saw in his mind's eye.

"I keep hearing your voice, . . . calling my name . . . and I'm looking around . . . for you . . . it's like . . . your voice is coming . . . from several directions at the same time . . . I try to remember, . . . if I told you . . . how I'd do anything you wanted, . . . if you'd stay with me . . . "

The blond tightened his hold around his shaking boyfriend. Takumi's raw and painful emotions helped him silence the ache in his loins. It did nothing to stem the pain in his heart. "I'm right here, dear heart. Let it out."

"I trip . . . and fall next to a flat stone . . . I realize I'm looking at, . . . at a, a grave marker . . . it's . . . I'm in a graveyard, . . . not a park. I hear you whisper my name, . . . and turn my head to look for you again. The ground vanishes . . . and, I'm falling . . . into this grave. I . . . I, . . . I land on something, . . . b, b, b, b, but it's too dark to see . . . n, n, n, n, nani broke my fall. There's a light, . . . so I follow a tunnel, . . . into the first hospital room . . . You're, a, a, a, arguing with your respiratory senumon-i . . . about being allowed to use the furoba, . . . because the head isha-san for the ward says you can't get out of bed yet . . . The room vanishes . . . and I'm back at the start of the, . . . the grave's tunnel, . . . The one I fell into, . . . and sitting . . . on a b, b, b, b, black . . . coffin that has . . . it has, . . . your n, n, n, n, name inscribed on it. The images keep repeating . . . over and . . . over. I keep trying to remember, . . . if I ever t, t, t, told you, . . . h, h, h, how I felt . . . so you wouldn't . . . l, l, l, leave me . . . I can't wake up, . . . no matter how hard I try." Takumi gulped air between broken phrases.

"Easy, Takumi. I'm not going to die anytime soon. I'm the one important someone you won't lose, remember? I warned you I won't let you go when you showed me the waterfall you love so much. I still mean that. I'm not going anywhere you aren't because I love you." Takumi tightened his hold on Keisuke's forearm and hand as the blond spoke to calm him. The teen's head had dropped forward so Keisuke could no longer make out his expression without turning him around to face him.

Keisuke tried again to calm Takumi. "Don't tell me you've already forgotten that evening. I know you can't possibly have forgotten everything that happened that night."

Keisuke tightened his hold around his darling as he sought to pull Takumi's thoughts to safer ground. He was getting very worried over the continued decline in Takumi's mental state over the two weeks he had been home. Obviously, Mogi had wounded his partner in heart more than body. Takumi needed to heal on several levels.

The therapist had explained that Takumi suffered from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder because of Mogi's violence, and would continue to have good and bad days for the better part of a year. Yet Keisuke wanted a way to fix everything for the man he adored. Takumi had been through far too much misery all ready to deserve this newest hell.

Takumi's voice was soft although his breath remained ragged with emotion. "I haven't forgotten . . . anything, . . . Keisuke. I showed you . . . the only place w, w, where I was able to explain naze I kept h, h, having panic a, a, a, attacks every time things, . . . G, g, g, got too real. . . . I couldn't even admit to myself that I love you before we went there."

"Takumi, you're safe loving me no matter what happened in June. We're still together and that alone matters. Right?" He could think of nothing else to say to the stammering, and very distressed man he held. Keisuke knew Takumi was breaking down over his previous lung spasm.

'I have to break Takumi out of this panic attack. The medication's keeping him trapped in his head, and that fucking nightmare. Damn! Nani can I do?'

"I came way too c, c, close . . . to l, l, l, l, losing you, . . . when Mogi showed up. You were d, d, d, dying in front of me and I c, c, c, couldn't help you. All I could think . . . was that, . . . I'd d, d, d, d, do anything . . . you ever w, w, wanted, . . . so long as you s, s, stayed with me." Takumi's interlocked fingers tightened through his as his breath hitched in his throat from suppressed tears.

'Damn it! We got beyond Takumi's panic attacks when we started sleeping together. Now his fear that I'll disappear is messing up his mind again. I need to find a way to fix that problem permanently this time. Everything I did to insure Takumi feels safe with me fell apart because I nearly died in front of him. I've got to calm Takumi down. He's upset enough to have a pretty extreme flash back right now.'

Keisuke kissed his lover's cheek. "Take it easy, Takumi. Breathe slower. You're freaking out, and about to hyperventilate. There's no way I'll ever leave you. I'm too greedy to let you go, Takumi. My life wouldn't be worth a damned if anything ever happened to you, my own heart. I love you so much, Takumi. Gomen na that I keep scaring you like this."

Takumi's voice radiated anger. "You shoved me, . . . out of the way. I almost l, l, l, lost you instead, lover. It didn't occur to you . . . that I might feel . . . the same way, d, d, did it? Tell me, nani do you w, w, w, w, want me to do? I'll do it, . . . Keisuke. Just, . . . don't ever . . . l, l, l, leave me alone. I don't know, . . . who I am . . . if you aren't with me. I can't handle being alone any more."

"I took the only option I had to keep from losing you. You had zero chance of surviving that first bullet. Losing you will never be an option for me. I knew I could survive if that nutcase managed to pull the trigger before I could take her down, and I was right. I won't ever leave you alone for the rest of your life. I couldn't handle ever doing that for more than a day or two, . . . Tops, Takumi."

'I wish we could do whatever I want right now. I'd make love to you until neither one of us could stand to cum again. You wouldn't have time to panic then. I've got to stop thinking this way or I'll do something very stupid and give Takumi a real reason to panic.'

The blond kept his lips close to his boyfriend's ear as he sought to ease Takumi's unease with trusting him to remain by his side. "You should be careful making such a reckless offer, Takumi. As spoiled, selfish, and single minded as I am, doing anything I want could get you into a whole lot of delicious kinds of trouble once the isha san says I'm well again. I can be rather demanding when I want to be."

His teasing tone was having the right effect because Takumi's breathing was getting calmer. His shaking was also subsiding. "I don't care, Keisuke. So long as I don't lose you, . . . I can handle . . . anything. I can't see my life without you in it. . . . I don't want that . . . to happen . . . for any reason." Takumi's voice still resonated with genuine anguish. Although Keisuke had him in a near bone cracking hold, Takumi remained in a wounded emotional state. His voice had lost the harder stuttering, but he was still quite upset. His spoken thoughts remained broken by ragged breaths.

Keisuke felt his temper flare as concern and helplessness inhibited his ability to remain calm. "I'll worry more every time I think you're trying to hide something from me. The more you hide problems, the more I'll worry, Takumi. Don't hide your concerns from me. That's the kind of thing that got us both in trouble this last time. We agreed we'd discuss everything because of Mogi, didn't we?"

Takumi faced the floor instead of him, as he whispered, "I know. I'm being honest about how I feel right now." His voice gained strength as Takumi continued in a resolute tone. "I'll do whatever you want, . . . just to make sure you don't ever feel you have to do something, . . . that insane ever again. I'll try harder . . . to make sure I don't do anything . . . to give you any reason to worry." Keisuke sighed over his younger lover's petulant tone.

'Hearing that makes me worry even more. I want to be even more protective of Takumi's heart now. I really have to be careful not to have any more breathing fits. No wonder Aniki was so pissed when he woke me up. Takumi's doped enough he probably couldn't hide his temper and snapped because he was in so much pain too.'

"I won't tolerate you hiding things because you think I'll leave, or have another lung spasm, or whatever else you dream up to make yourself crazy over. I swear I won't ever leave you, Takumi. Nani do you need from me so you can trust me? You're the most important person in my life. I'm not about to give you up without one hell of a fight. I mean it, my own. If I have to fight you to make you believe me, I will, Takumi. You're stuck with me for the rest of your life. So, get used to it already."

'Kami-sama, my emotions are so strong where Takumi's concerned that I feel like I'm going to lose it or something. I never felt like this before. I'm scaring myself because of how powerful my feelings are right now. I'm getting so hard I'm tempted to push him onto the floor, and fucking him until he has no room left to ever think about losing me ever again.'

The blond chuckled at his wayward thoughts, and spoke in a conspiratorial tone. "You know everything you're saying about not being able to stand losing me means my master plan's working exactly like I said it would."

"Master plan?" The confusion in Takumi's voice gave Keisuke hope that he'd found a better route to break him out of his frightened feelings.

"Hai. I told you all about it when you showed me the falls that evening."

"I don't remember you mentioning any master plan, Keisuke."

Takumi turned his head to face him as much as their position allowed. Takumi's head leaned into his shoulder as the man he adored looked up into his eyes. Keisuke continued to shift Takumi's thoughts toward positive memories although each made his libido clamor for dominance.

"Nani? Did you forget my telling you I planned to change your life so drastically you couldn't think about, or imagine being with anyone but me ever again, my own?"

"I didn't know that was an actual plan. I thought you were trying to calm my bad case of nerves. You were determined to get laid as I recall." Amusement laced the younger man's voice as he allowed himself to be drawn into the new topic. The murky blue gray hues began to shift toward golden tones Keisuke noticed with relief.

Keisuke gave his partner an admiring look while his fingers itched to glide over Takumi's body. "I don't deny that I Really wanted to get into your pants. I always want to make love with you, Takumi. With you it's more than sex. I get to be close to the one person I'm completely in love with, in every way I can think of. You're the only person for me, so I've put everything I am into making sure you need me as much as I need you, Takumi. . . . I adore you because you're my sexy prude, my own. There's nothing quite so gorgeous as you looking flustered, and scandalized when I tease you."

"I know I'm quiet, but that doesn't really make me a prude. I want to keep the important things between us. We're not supposed to be anybody else's business." Takumi slid out of his arms and leaned against the sink counter.

"Your modesty keeps everything you do low key, Takumi. In fact, most people think you're timid, or even weak willed. I even thought that until I made you mad enough to snap at me. You keep your passionate side locked down. That's naze you don't understand my reasons for teasing you. You really are the only one that knows all about your passionate side. I intend on finding out all the things you haven't shown me yet, once we're both healthy enough for me to attack you again."

Keisuke captured his lover's face in his hands and gave him a lingering kiss before Takumi could return to the frightened mood he had begun to shed. Takumi's body melted against his larger frame. One of the blond's arms slid lower to wrap around his partner without conscious thought. The other hand cupped the back of Takumi's head as his lips locked with his younger partner's.

"Kiss me like that again, and I'm not going to be able to behave myself. Don't tease me while we have to be careful, at least until your lung gets better, lover." Takumi's voice was deeper, and raspy when their kiss ended.

Keisuke smirked at him. "Hm, good to know I can still get your undivided attention whenever I want it."

"You had my undivided attention even before I had a clue that I could fall in love with you, Keisuke."

His return quip was unexpected, as were many things his downhill-specialist had been doing since the shooting. In some respects the subtle shifts were everything Keisuke wanted. Yet, the blond experienced a sense of unease because of how those changes had occurred. Keisuke wondered, not for the first time, whether the changes would prove temporary, or permanent, as he looked into his boyfriend's eyes.

"You better get a shirt on before I do something very stupid. I want to jump you just to see your expression when you cum, my own." How hoarse his voice was surprised Keisuke. Their lighter banter had fled before the strong sexual tension dominating the room.

A single kiss, or a lingering touch was all they needed to set them both off due to the medical restrictions controlling their lives. Their injuries had heightened the raw chemistry that drew them together. Because they had only been intimate a few times before the shooting, a great deal of pent up longings haunted them. A part of Keisuke's mind wondered just how intense things would get once they could make love again as he waited for Takumi to get a clean shirt on.

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