Protect Me Forever
folder
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,594
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,594
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Hopeless
Disclaimer: Don’t own, happy? Murakami won’t write a FANfic, would she?
This chapter is dedicated to those who reviewed for ch5:
Viper: Opps, I meant the anonymous review thing for the fanfiction.net version and I forgot to take that out. But now I do take anonymous reviews :D. thanks for all those nice comments! And English is my second (third) language. Um…what was it you wanted to ask but found that it was already answered? SHORT??? >.< I thought about 3500 words is a satisfactory chapter…don’t say that about reviews, I actually read and consider them all!!
Stacy: Yay! Another supporter of gays (and lesbians?)! I love your ratings and the fact that you love this story so much that you’d check everyday for updates, but even then, I can’t update so much!! >_<
------------------
I was going to type this up later, but because of the blackout (stupid blackout), none of the computers worked except for the laptop, whose wireless connection doesn’t work because of said blackout. So I had nothing to do except continue the story, so I could put up when the electricity comes back.
------------------
IMPORTANT!! Since I can’t seem to get italics to appear, they will be CAPITALIZED.
Chapter 6: Hopeless (not from Loveless)
The azure sky held no clouds, the sun was blinding this afternoon, and people hid themselves from it, except for K who already had sun-kissed hair. The automatic glass doors of Icha Icha opened to welcome this gun-crazed American as he approached them. The receptionists smiled to greet this foreigner. “Welcome!!” She chirped, “How could we help you?”
“I have an order with Shindou Shuichi, the amount has already been paid.”
“Your name?” She asked.
“K.”
She didn’t seem surprised, or even fazed at the one-letter name. After all, most people who come here give fake names, which is true, except for K’s case. “Alright, there you are. Hideki, bring him to Shu-chan!”
BRING ME? K couldn’t help the idea that popped into his head. THEY MAKE ME SOUND LIKE A DOG. Not voicing this thought out, he wordlessly followed a short, fat man into the elevator. The doors closed when Hideki punched in the floor to Shuichi. It was then that K noticed the looks the other guy sent him. K tensed. THE GUY WAS CHECKING HIM OUT! WHAT THE HELL?! He inwardly shivered, imagining what it would be like with this guy. Thick lips kissing, fat hands wandering over his-
EWW! K grimaced, why was he even thinking about that? He was already married, and THIS guy doesn’t stand a chance against his beautiful Judy. He shivered again, noticing that eyes were still wandering. Too bad he couldn’t just swing he gun out and fire at this guy. Wait, could he? Nah, shouldn’t risk it. Instead, he pushed himself further into the elevator wall. Why is this trip taking so long?!
A DING was heard, and the elevator doors slid open. THIS IS THE TWENTIETH FLOOR, THAT’S WHY IT TOOK SO LONG! K rushed out as soon as the opening was large enough for him to run through. The guy was dense enough to not even notice his discomfort! Hideki hurried out after K, making a point to brush against the other man’s hand. K noticed his hands ARE, indeed, fat and stumpy.
“This way, K-SAN.” K’s name even sounds wrong on his lips!
They made numerous turns through tastefully decorated halls, fit for a king. Funny, K had expected this to be some sort of dump…since this IS a brothel, right?
They finally stop at a door marked 686, K noted and memorized this important number. Tohma’s SON is behind this door. Hideki slid a card into the slot and waited for the light to turn green. Then he took the card out and opened the door. “Hey,”
Hideki spun at K’s voice. K smirked, this could be used to my advantage. “How many of those cards are there for each room? Or can you not tell me?”
“Ohhh, of course I can tell you! Each floor uses the same card, so this floor has one card for like, 30 something rooms.” He smiled.
“Yes, but I meant, how many copies?”
“…The receptionists, Akito-sama, and Tachi-sama…that would make three copies in total of each key.”
“Ahh, thanks,” K turned.
“W-wait! Your phone number! Min-”
K slammed the door.
*~*~*~*~*
Shuichi heard two voices outside his room, but they were muffled from the thickness of his door. One was a nice, baritone, and the other was scratchy; not at all pleasant on the ears. He smiled. Yuki’s voice was a nice baritone too! But he could tell it’s not the same person. No one’s voice would ever be like Yuki’s! He giggled. This person would probably also be like Yuki- a gentle giant. No, don’t think that he likes being with any good looking guy, he only does it because it’s his life now.
Yuki…he remembered how he had let him use his cellphone to call Hiro and Suguru. Their voices that he hadn’t heard in ages, they sounded like music to his ears, even though he knew that Suguru and Hiro’s voices are hardly music; they sang like dying squirrels!
Shuichi snuggled happily into his pillow, sniffing up Yuki’s scent that was left over from last night. They only embraced each other in their sleep last night, but it was more than enough to keep Shuichi content. The maids haven’t come in to take away Yuki’s smell from him yet- or simply put, they haven’t washed his bedsheets yet, which is a good thing, he guessed, since there’s so semen or anything marking them. So they are clean either way.
The door opens now and slams, but Shuichi didn’t notice until the slam- he had been too preoccupied with thoughts of Yuki. He stared at the intruder and was about to scream. But then he noticed the hair. IT’S SHINY LIKE YUKI’S!!
K turns to face the bed.
BUT HE SURE DOESN’T LOOK AS NICE…
K’s face was twisted in disgust and anger, a possible combination, the he slammed the door to finally rid himself of the sight of the ugly man. Pink hair came into view. WHAT? K scanned the petit figure staring at him curiously, but not without fear. “The fear’s probably from seeing my expression,” he guessed. K cleared his throat and fixed his clothes, setting his face into a more appropriate expression that wouldn’t scare this…boy.
Yes, boy. He knew Shuichi is a 15 year old teenager, soon to turn 16. Shuichi looked older, about 19 to him, but the innocence that he’s exuding is so CHILDLIKE. K had fully expected a mature male that he could rightfully call a teen, like Hiro- but that’s unfair, since he’s 17- or even Suguru! He didn’t expect a CUTE child who waited for clients to service. This job, if you could even call it that, is so unfitting for someone like Shuichi. K has never met someone like this person before him. He can’t believe he’s so surprised about how Shu looked even though he already saw pictures of Shuichi.
WHAT A STRANGE MAN…Shuichi thought. One moment he was gasping and panting in anger, the next he was trying to redo the impression Shuichi already had on him, now he’s just staring. Shu inwardly cried. THIS MAN MUST BE A real PERVERT! HENTAI!! It’s not like Shuichi hadn’t already been paired with a pervert already. All of the men and women he had been with- every single one of them- were perverts to do such criminal things to him- a minor. Yuki is perverted. Even Ryuichi in his own way, everyone is perverted.
But one thing Shuichi learnt during his stay here is that the ‘real’ perverts always give him something to remember them by- a really sore ass. So this long-haired blond in front of him is going to make him unable to walk for a week!
“HENTAI!!” Shuichi unknowingly cried in fear.
K blinked. Hentai? Oh crap, the kid is thinking he’s perverted since he’s thinking about how adorable he is. But he wasn’t thinking anything perverted! Hell, he came here knowing it’s a male brothel, but wasn’t expecting to have any kind of sex. Doesn’t that show how ‘unperverted’ he is? He sighed. He’s got to do something about this strange situation.
“Shindou?” Shuichi tensed and gripped the sheets tighter. “It’s fine, we aren’t doing anything if it’ll make you feel better.”
“Then why are you here? Why did you pay for me?” He really was curious.
“Spy, for your dad, Tohma. I’m supposed to get you out of here once I get enough information.”
“G-get me out? You’re going to do that…for me?” Shuichi never thought that this kind of torment would come to an end. He whispered, “Is that even possible?”
K’s hard expression softened. So this boy lost all confidence while here huh. “Of course, I’ll make it happen, alright? You’ll be seeing me for awhile.”
Shuichi slapped a smile onto his face. No, he was truly happy. All these months, he only had Yuki, Ryuichi, and Tatsuha there for him to cry on. It’s nice to know that his daddy was actually trying to find him during this time when he thought that he’d never see his family again; a nice change. He suddenly felt guilty though, and found it necessary to apologize.
“I’m so sorry!”
“Wha?” What’s he apologizing for?
“You’re actually such a nice person, but at first I kept accusing you of being an extreme pervert in my mind just now because you were making all these weird faces while looking at me!” Shuichi flushed, he was so embarrassed!
K laughed. Nice? He just couldn’t find the nerves to point his perfectly polished magnum at his boss’s kid, but of course he wouldn’t say that out loud. Who knows what this seemingly gentle brat would tell Tohma when he gets out of here if K really were to tell him. And who knows how protective of this orphan Tohma was, or what kind of punishment would be imposed on him, if any. But there probably shouldn’t be any punishments since K got him out, right? He decided against telling him.
“Oh was I really like that? I don’t blame you for thinking that way, it happens when being stuck in these kinds of places.”
*~*~*~*~*
On another floor of Icha Icha Paradise, Tatsuha stood before a large mahogany desk, polished to perfection. He really worried about how long Shuichi could hold on here and not go insane. Shu didn’t seem like the type who could close off his heart and become unfeeling. He was just too sensitive and affectionate. That’s why Tatsuha was here, facing Akito…or is it Akito-SAMA? Tachi is here too. Maybe he had been talking to his father before he intruded. But for some reason, being in the same room as two Aizawas bothered him.
“So, what brought you here? I was sure that nothing would ever bother you enough for you to actually spend more time than necessary with me, Tatsuha-kun.”
“That’s really cruel for you to say Akito-sama,” I’m not as cold as you think, you bastard! “I’m here wondering if the new…employee, Shindou Shuichi will ever be released.”
“Has being in this business finally fried you head? Shindou will never be released, at least not when we can still milk money from him. That kid’s a goldmine,” Tachi smirked, while his dad hasn’t spoken at the question yet. Finally, he answered. “It’s not necessarily the way Tachi puts it. While Shindou HAS been a productive employee in the short amount of time he’s been here, we could still sell him, providing that proper terms are worked out. Now, Tatsuha-kun, are you perhaps…FALLING for Shindou?” He let out a nasty chuckle. “I’m sure you know that falling in love isn’t part of your job outline.”
EVEN IF IT WASN’T, I CAN’T HELP WHO I FALL IN LOVE WITH. Tatsuha thought mildly. Not that he felt anything for him other than friendship. “…”
Tachi sneered because his dad had so bluntly implied that he was wrong. “Just leave if you’ve got nothing else to say.”
Tatsuha hesitated, as if he had more to say, but then thought better of it, and wordlessly left, soundlessly closing the door behind him.
The moment the door shut, Tachi growled. “Why did you downgrade me like that?! Why would you ever want to sell Shindou?”
“Quiet. As long as it brings in more money than Shindou would probably make in this career, we’ll sell him. Sell him as long as we get a profit, this is business.” Akito narrowed his eyes at the insolent brat in front of him. No, he doesn’t love this idiot, always exploding at the slightest hint of trouble. He’s nothing but a shallow, simple-minded fool…and he’ll never be more. Why did that woman give birth to such a stupid kid? And to think, this kid’s going to be the heir to his company that was always first priority. I DON’T NEED YOU, he thought. YOU’RE GOOD FOR NOTHING. In fact, Akito just barely put up with him there for the sake of appearing like a decent businessman on the surface, but in all reality, he just wanted to get rid of Tachi.
Tachi POV-
Not once has he called me his son. So in turn, why would I call you my father? Why do I have you as me father? You hate me don’t you? Well that’s a good thing, now we have something in common! I hate you too. It’s not like I asked to be born into this corrupt family, or asked you and that woman to fuck and get me. I had no say in the matter! You should have just paid her to abort. You never loved me anyways, I was just there as a decoration for your appearance in the business world. I know. And I’m sure you’re aware of the fact that I know, that’s why you turned over so little power to me, so that I have little influence over what happens in this whorehouse. I hate you.
*~*~*~*~*
At two o’clock in the morning, the silence in the air was broken by an owl outside of the building. Only a certain spy moved about the corridors of Icha Icha, the occasional flapping of fabric sounding. K expertly evaded all guards and was able to not cause a ruckus to set off any alarms. He headed for the file room that he knew existed. He crept towards the “S” section. SAKAMOTO, SAKURAI…SHINDOU! Sharp eyes quickly landed on Shuichi’s name, and he plucked the folder from the holder. He scanned the contents, two people standing out to him among all the others.
Satisfied with the information the obtained, he replaced it, knowing that taking anything with him would arouse alarm and security would be raised. He had memorized all the important bits and left by the window.
*~*~*~*~*
Maids held the door open for him as he arrived at the Seguchi mansion. He could hear yells- Mika and Tohma.
“You adopted kids without consulting me first?! Not just one, but three!”
“Mika, we’re fully capable of raising kids,”
“Yes, so we could have made our own! And now you say you lost one of them to a brothel, of all things? You’re really losing it, Tohma.” The argument was taking place in the kitchen, and K could see the innocent maids cowering outside the kitchen, all too afraid to confront the two and lose their jobs, though that was fully understandable, and K sympathized with them. Among the crowd of women, K could also make out Suguru and Hiro, unsure of their positions in Tohma’s heart, both fearing he would give in and send them back to the orphanage. Simply put, they were afraid of going back to being unwanted, but who wouldn’t be? They’ve been stuck at the orphanage for years before Tohma decided to bring them out.
Tohma noticed K, and finally waved off the argument. “Mika, it’s already done. It’s not as if we can RETURN them. K, come to my office.” Mika snorted indignantly as the two men walked off and glared at the two they had been their topic of ‘discussion’. Hiro and Suguru shrunk back as they felt the cold stare aimed at their backs. K sent them his pity.
Tohma gestured for him to sit in one of the huge plush couches as he seated himself at his desk. He waited for K to speak.
“I’ve seen Shindou, he’s safe, at least physically, but I don’t know what kinds of psychological harm he’s been exposed to, or what kind of mental scars he received from it. He seems to be tense whenever he sees people.”
Tohma sighed in relief. So he’s not physically harmed, but who knows what Shuichi is really thinking. He might as well be thinking about suicide from all he had been through, though he really didn’t hope that was the case, it was entirely possible. Tohma thought that Shu might halt any self-destructive thoughts or actions now that he met K and knows that his dad is still making efforts to find him.
“But I really must say, you have a really good taste in guys. You got the tall and good looking Hiroshi, the smart Suguru, and a cute Shuichi.” K grinned.
“…” Tohma went silent for a moment, he warned, “K…”
K stiffened, and laughed awkwardly, “It was a compliment!!” He schooled his face back into a serious expression. “There’s still some spunk in him, though I suspect that he would’ve already broken if there weren’t these two clients always visiting him, and always leaving good comments.”
That got Tohma’s curiosity going, “Who?” He asked.
“They registered as Uesugi Eiri and Sakuma Kyousuke.”
*~*~*~*~*
Ryuichi hurried into the taxi and quickly told the driver the address. He could’ve gotten someone to pick him up, but that would’ve attracted too much attention. It would make crazy fans swarm around that vehicle and slow Ryuichi’s agenda; seeing Shuichi right away.
The driver looked at him strangely, though it didn’t bother Ryuichi- he could stare all he wants. Why would such a decent looking young man go to such a place? He shook his head and stepped on the accelerator. Obviously, this guy wasn’t a Nittle Grasper fan, that fact relieved Ryuichi, just a little.
So the tour was finally over. Ryuichi had been thinking about only one person during the entire trip: the backstage, when he was singing onstage, when he ate, when he slept, in the car, on the bus, in the plane and now here he was, standing in front of the place that would bring him to Shuichi. He couldn’t wait, even though he was a little nervous about seeing him after months, Ryuichi still shook with anticipation. All he had over the months to live off of were pictures of his precious Shuichi.
He stared out the window, watching as building after building passed, each bring him closer to Icha Icha Paradise. He tapped his fingers against his thigh impatiently. They are driving at 110 km/hr on the highway, and now Ryuichi was more aware of his surroundings than ever. The small bumps on the road that sent vibrations that reached Ryuichi. He put his head against the window, more vibrations.
“Can’t you go faster?” He asked, trying to keep any sign of impatience to himself, and failing miserably.
The driver sighed. So this guy is itching to go to a brothel to release sexual tension. Oh well, at least that’s healthier than picking up a street whore. “Sorry buddy, speed limit is 100, we’re already at 110.”
Ryuichi huffed and looked at the side mirror, his eyes widen. The jeep behind them was in a loss of control situation, and coming towards them. That driver, who Ryuichi realized was a woman, was bewildered. Ryuichi could make out the utter terror in those eyes. The jeep suddenly rushed towards them, his driver dodged to the left, and the jeep sped past them. The woman was on the verge of tears, and seemed to be desperately stepping on the brakes, to no avail. She was going to crash into the tree ahead on her side.
But suddenly, her car slowed drastically, and Ryuichi could already make out the scene that was going to happen. “BRAKES DRIVER!!!” Too late. Within moments, his taxi rammed directly into the back of the jeep.
*~*~*~*~*
Ryuichi growled deep in his throat, the airbags deflating. Great! Now he had this crap to deal with, and even worse, he can’t see Shuichi until he got this sorted out. The driver glared at him through the mirror. Ryuichi scoffed, he didn’t care, he could just pay for the damages he just caused. In fact, he would even pay double if it got him to Shuichi right away. He could hear sirens.
The woman strained some of her muscle in the collision. That’s the only reason the police reacted so quickly. Normally, you’d have to wait hours unless someone is injured. Ryuichi was grateful for that, even though it was on the expense of someone else, he could see Shuichi sooner. The police got out.
(Sorry, I don’t know how to write the rest of this scene since I don’t know the procedures if you’re in a taxi accident)
*~*~*~*~*
Yuki yawned and stretched, putting his arms behind his head and closing his laptop. Shuichi is his nephew. So what about their relationship? He had never once thought about what to do if Shuichi really WAS Tohma’s kid. He had to admit, Shuichi really is cute, and exudes a funky innocence that he never felt from anyone. That’s what attracted him to keep going back for more of him. Come to think of it, they are only 5 years apart (Yuki will be 20 years old in this story). It surprised even him, who knew the brat was actually that young?
He smiled as he thought of the moments they had shared. He saw Shuichi repeatedly climax, it amazed him how Shuichi can come any number of times before he did, like a super athlete. The total bliss on Shuichi’s face as he burst, and the lust in those amethysts died out and faded into love. He held Shuichi after sex- after he had relieved himself inside Shuichi (1) - and waited until Shuichi dosed off. Then he would watch in fascination as his lover’s chest rose and fell as he breathed.
Yuki blinked. Had he just referred to Shuichi as his lover? And what was he smiling about? His smile suddenly dropped.
A heart-warming feeling filled him then. Why does Shuichi make him feel this way?
Yuki sat up in bed. He decided. He would continue seeing Shuichi. It doesn’t matter that they’re relatives now. Uncle and nephew doesn’t matter, this would be a forbidden relationship. He would show the brat that he loves him, and get him out of the brothel, then bring him into his life. Of course, Shuichi WOULD move in with him. He can’t let him turn into another Tohma, or expose him to Mika’s constant wild mood swings, Yuki loved Shuichi too much to do that to him, though he would never admit it.
------------------
END OF CHAPTER SIX
4175 words including notes!!
Important!! I used Canada’s age of consent laws for this story, even though it takes place in Japan. It is 14 for non-anal sex and 18 for anal sex, regardless of the sexuality of the participants. So Shuichi is underage since he is 15 in this story. (I thought the age of consent is 16…). I’m pretty sure same-sex marriage is already legal in Canada (4th country worldwide), except for two provinces and two territories. No, prostitution isn’t legal in either countries.
(1)- I know I kind of made it sound like Yuki relieved himself as in peeing.
What do you think about the pervert part? Yuki is perverted when it comes to Shuichi, he just has this humongous sex drive that can’t be satiated. Everyone is perverted, I’m right, aren’t I. And I didn’t make the gun toting spy as gun-happy as he’s supposed to be either, but I really didn’t find it appropriate for him to point a gun at such a frightened Shuichi. Another gentle giant! But I did keep some of his attitude of his in the scene with the brothel employee, Hideki.
As requested in the fanfiction.net version, I put Tachi back on along with his and his dad’s feelings about each other. Mutual hatred!
Next chapter (do you guys read this part): Tohma needs to talk to Eiri. A business partner of Akito’s; Shuichi sold?!
R&R please! (or I’ll wait till the next blackout lol, just joking). Re-rate if you want! I’ll probably do what you guys ask!!
absolute_ecstasy
This chapter is dedicated to those who reviewed for ch5:
Viper: Opps, I meant the anonymous review thing for the fanfiction.net version and I forgot to take that out. But now I do take anonymous reviews :D. thanks for all those nice comments! And English is my second (third) language. Um…what was it you wanted to ask but found that it was already answered? SHORT??? >.< I thought about 3500 words is a satisfactory chapter…don’t say that about reviews, I actually read and consider them all!!
Stacy: Yay! Another supporter of gays (and lesbians?)! I love your ratings and the fact that you love this story so much that you’d check everyday for updates, but even then, I can’t update so much!! >_<
------------------
I was going to type this up later, but because of the blackout (stupid blackout), none of the computers worked except for the laptop, whose wireless connection doesn’t work because of said blackout. So I had nothing to do except continue the story, so I could put up when the electricity comes back.
------------------
IMPORTANT!! Since I can’t seem to get italics to appear, they will be CAPITALIZED.
Chapter 6: Hopeless (not from Loveless)
The azure sky held no clouds, the sun was blinding this afternoon, and people hid themselves from it, except for K who already had sun-kissed hair. The automatic glass doors of Icha Icha opened to welcome this gun-crazed American as he approached them. The receptionists smiled to greet this foreigner. “Welcome!!” She chirped, “How could we help you?”
“I have an order with Shindou Shuichi, the amount has already been paid.”
“Your name?” She asked.
“K.”
She didn’t seem surprised, or even fazed at the one-letter name. After all, most people who come here give fake names, which is true, except for K’s case. “Alright, there you are. Hideki, bring him to Shu-chan!”
BRING ME? K couldn’t help the idea that popped into his head. THEY MAKE ME SOUND LIKE A DOG. Not voicing this thought out, he wordlessly followed a short, fat man into the elevator. The doors closed when Hideki punched in the floor to Shuichi. It was then that K noticed the looks the other guy sent him. K tensed. THE GUY WAS CHECKING HIM OUT! WHAT THE HELL?! He inwardly shivered, imagining what it would be like with this guy. Thick lips kissing, fat hands wandering over his-
EWW! K grimaced, why was he even thinking about that? He was already married, and THIS guy doesn’t stand a chance against his beautiful Judy. He shivered again, noticing that eyes were still wandering. Too bad he couldn’t just swing he gun out and fire at this guy. Wait, could he? Nah, shouldn’t risk it. Instead, he pushed himself further into the elevator wall. Why is this trip taking so long?!
A DING was heard, and the elevator doors slid open. THIS IS THE TWENTIETH FLOOR, THAT’S WHY IT TOOK SO LONG! K rushed out as soon as the opening was large enough for him to run through. The guy was dense enough to not even notice his discomfort! Hideki hurried out after K, making a point to brush against the other man’s hand. K noticed his hands ARE, indeed, fat and stumpy.
“This way, K-SAN.” K’s name even sounds wrong on his lips!
They made numerous turns through tastefully decorated halls, fit for a king. Funny, K had expected this to be some sort of dump…since this IS a brothel, right?
They finally stop at a door marked 686, K noted and memorized this important number. Tohma’s SON is behind this door. Hideki slid a card into the slot and waited for the light to turn green. Then he took the card out and opened the door. “Hey,”
Hideki spun at K’s voice. K smirked, this could be used to my advantage. “How many of those cards are there for each room? Or can you not tell me?”
“Ohhh, of course I can tell you! Each floor uses the same card, so this floor has one card for like, 30 something rooms.” He smiled.
“Yes, but I meant, how many copies?”
“…The receptionists, Akito-sama, and Tachi-sama…that would make three copies in total of each key.”
“Ahh, thanks,” K turned.
“W-wait! Your phone number! Min-”
K slammed the door.
*~*~*~*~*
Shuichi heard two voices outside his room, but they were muffled from the thickness of his door. One was a nice, baritone, and the other was scratchy; not at all pleasant on the ears. He smiled. Yuki’s voice was a nice baritone too! But he could tell it’s not the same person. No one’s voice would ever be like Yuki’s! He giggled. This person would probably also be like Yuki- a gentle giant. No, don’t think that he likes being with any good looking guy, he only does it because it’s his life now.
Yuki…he remembered how he had let him use his cellphone to call Hiro and Suguru. Their voices that he hadn’t heard in ages, they sounded like music to his ears, even though he knew that Suguru and Hiro’s voices are hardly music; they sang like dying squirrels!
Shuichi snuggled happily into his pillow, sniffing up Yuki’s scent that was left over from last night. They only embraced each other in their sleep last night, but it was more than enough to keep Shuichi content. The maids haven’t come in to take away Yuki’s smell from him yet- or simply put, they haven’t washed his bedsheets yet, which is a good thing, he guessed, since there’s so semen or anything marking them. So they are clean either way.
The door opens now and slams, but Shuichi didn’t notice until the slam- he had been too preoccupied with thoughts of Yuki. He stared at the intruder and was about to scream. But then he noticed the hair. IT’S SHINY LIKE YUKI’S!!
K turns to face the bed.
BUT HE SURE DOESN’T LOOK AS NICE…
K’s face was twisted in disgust and anger, a possible combination, the he slammed the door to finally rid himself of the sight of the ugly man. Pink hair came into view. WHAT? K scanned the petit figure staring at him curiously, but not without fear. “The fear’s probably from seeing my expression,” he guessed. K cleared his throat and fixed his clothes, setting his face into a more appropriate expression that wouldn’t scare this…boy.
Yes, boy. He knew Shuichi is a 15 year old teenager, soon to turn 16. Shuichi looked older, about 19 to him, but the innocence that he’s exuding is so CHILDLIKE. K had fully expected a mature male that he could rightfully call a teen, like Hiro- but that’s unfair, since he’s 17- or even Suguru! He didn’t expect a CUTE child who waited for clients to service. This job, if you could even call it that, is so unfitting for someone like Shuichi. K has never met someone like this person before him. He can’t believe he’s so surprised about how Shu looked even though he already saw pictures of Shuichi.
WHAT A STRANGE MAN…Shuichi thought. One moment he was gasping and panting in anger, the next he was trying to redo the impression Shuichi already had on him, now he’s just staring. Shu inwardly cried. THIS MAN MUST BE A real PERVERT! HENTAI!! It’s not like Shuichi hadn’t already been paired with a pervert already. All of the men and women he had been with- every single one of them- were perverts to do such criminal things to him- a minor. Yuki is perverted. Even Ryuichi in his own way, everyone is perverted.
But one thing Shuichi learnt during his stay here is that the ‘real’ perverts always give him something to remember them by- a really sore ass. So this long-haired blond in front of him is going to make him unable to walk for a week!
“HENTAI!!” Shuichi unknowingly cried in fear.
K blinked. Hentai? Oh crap, the kid is thinking he’s perverted since he’s thinking about how adorable he is. But he wasn’t thinking anything perverted! Hell, he came here knowing it’s a male brothel, but wasn’t expecting to have any kind of sex. Doesn’t that show how ‘unperverted’ he is? He sighed. He’s got to do something about this strange situation.
“Shindou?” Shuichi tensed and gripped the sheets tighter. “It’s fine, we aren’t doing anything if it’ll make you feel better.”
“Then why are you here? Why did you pay for me?” He really was curious.
“Spy, for your dad, Tohma. I’m supposed to get you out of here once I get enough information.”
“G-get me out? You’re going to do that…for me?” Shuichi never thought that this kind of torment would come to an end. He whispered, “Is that even possible?”
K’s hard expression softened. So this boy lost all confidence while here huh. “Of course, I’ll make it happen, alright? You’ll be seeing me for awhile.”
Shuichi slapped a smile onto his face. No, he was truly happy. All these months, he only had Yuki, Ryuichi, and Tatsuha there for him to cry on. It’s nice to know that his daddy was actually trying to find him during this time when he thought that he’d never see his family again; a nice change. He suddenly felt guilty though, and found it necessary to apologize.
“I’m so sorry!”
“Wha?” What’s he apologizing for?
“You’re actually such a nice person, but at first I kept accusing you of being an extreme pervert in my mind just now because you were making all these weird faces while looking at me!” Shuichi flushed, he was so embarrassed!
K laughed. Nice? He just couldn’t find the nerves to point his perfectly polished magnum at his boss’s kid, but of course he wouldn’t say that out loud. Who knows what this seemingly gentle brat would tell Tohma when he gets out of here if K really were to tell him. And who knows how protective of this orphan Tohma was, or what kind of punishment would be imposed on him, if any. But there probably shouldn’t be any punishments since K got him out, right? He decided against telling him.
“Oh was I really like that? I don’t blame you for thinking that way, it happens when being stuck in these kinds of places.”
*~*~*~*~*
On another floor of Icha Icha Paradise, Tatsuha stood before a large mahogany desk, polished to perfection. He really worried about how long Shuichi could hold on here and not go insane. Shu didn’t seem like the type who could close off his heart and become unfeeling. He was just too sensitive and affectionate. That’s why Tatsuha was here, facing Akito…or is it Akito-SAMA? Tachi is here too. Maybe he had been talking to his father before he intruded. But for some reason, being in the same room as two Aizawas bothered him.
“So, what brought you here? I was sure that nothing would ever bother you enough for you to actually spend more time than necessary with me, Tatsuha-kun.”
“That’s really cruel for you to say Akito-sama,” I’m not as cold as you think, you bastard! “I’m here wondering if the new…employee, Shindou Shuichi will ever be released.”
“Has being in this business finally fried you head? Shindou will never be released, at least not when we can still milk money from him. That kid’s a goldmine,” Tachi smirked, while his dad hasn’t spoken at the question yet. Finally, he answered. “It’s not necessarily the way Tachi puts it. While Shindou HAS been a productive employee in the short amount of time he’s been here, we could still sell him, providing that proper terms are worked out. Now, Tatsuha-kun, are you perhaps…FALLING for Shindou?” He let out a nasty chuckle. “I’m sure you know that falling in love isn’t part of your job outline.”
EVEN IF IT WASN’T, I CAN’T HELP WHO I FALL IN LOVE WITH. Tatsuha thought mildly. Not that he felt anything for him other than friendship. “…”
Tachi sneered because his dad had so bluntly implied that he was wrong. “Just leave if you’ve got nothing else to say.”
Tatsuha hesitated, as if he had more to say, but then thought better of it, and wordlessly left, soundlessly closing the door behind him.
The moment the door shut, Tachi growled. “Why did you downgrade me like that?! Why would you ever want to sell Shindou?”
“Quiet. As long as it brings in more money than Shindou would probably make in this career, we’ll sell him. Sell him as long as we get a profit, this is business.” Akito narrowed his eyes at the insolent brat in front of him. No, he doesn’t love this idiot, always exploding at the slightest hint of trouble. He’s nothing but a shallow, simple-minded fool…and he’ll never be more. Why did that woman give birth to such a stupid kid? And to think, this kid’s going to be the heir to his company that was always first priority. I DON’T NEED YOU, he thought. YOU’RE GOOD FOR NOTHING. In fact, Akito just barely put up with him there for the sake of appearing like a decent businessman on the surface, but in all reality, he just wanted to get rid of Tachi.
Tachi POV-
Not once has he called me his son. So in turn, why would I call you my father? Why do I have you as me father? You hate me don’t you? Well that’s a good thing, now we have something in common! I hate you too. It’s not like I asked to be born into this corrupt family, or asked you and that woman to fuck and get me. I had no say in the matter! You should have just paid her to abort. You never loved me anyways, I was just there as a decoration for your appearance in the business world. I know. And I’m sure you’re aware of the fact that I know, that’s why you turned over so little power to me, so that I have little influence over what happens in this whorehouse. I hate you.
*~*~*~*~*
At two o’clock in the morning, the silence in the air was broken by an owl outside of the building. Only a certain spy moved about the corridors of Icha Icha, the occasional flapping of fabric sounding. K expertly evaded all guards and was able to not cause a ruckus to set off any alarms. He headed for the file room that he knew existed. He crept towards the “S” section. SAKAMOTO, SAKURAI…SHINDOU! Sharp eyes quickly landed on Shuichi’s name, and he plucked the folder from the holder. He scanned the contents, two people standing out to him among all the others.
Satisfied with the information the obtained, he replaced it, knowing that taking anything with him would arouse alarm and security would be raised. He had memorized all the important bits and left by the window.
*~*~*~*~*
Maids held the door open for him as he arrived at the Seguchi mansion. He could hear yells- Mika and Tohma.
“You adopted kids without consulting me first?! Not just one, but three!”
“Mika, we’re fully capable of raising kids,”
“Yes, so we could have made our own! And now you say you lost one of them to a brothel, of all things? You’re really losing it, Tohma.” The argument was taking place in the kitchen, and K could see the innocent maids cowering outside the kitchen, all too afraid to confront the two and lose their jobs, though that was fully understandable, and K sympathized with them. Among the crowd of women, K could also make out Suguru and Hiro, unsure of their positions in Tohma’s heart, both fearing he would give in and send them back to the orphanage. Simply put, they were afraid of going back to being unwanted, but who wouldn’t be? They’ve been stuck at the orphanage for years before Tohma decided to bring them out.
Tohma noticed K, and finally waved off the argument. “Mika, it’s already done. It’s not as if we can RETURN them. K, come to my office.” Mika snorted indignantly as the two men walked off and glared at the two they had been their topic of ‘discussion’. Hiro and Suguru shrunk back as they felt the cold stare aimed at their backs. K sent them his pity.
Tohma gestured for him to sit in one of the huge plush couches as he seated himself at his desk. He waited for K to speak.
“I’ve seen Shindou, he’s safe, at least physically, but I don’t know what kinds of psychological harm he’s been exposed to, or what kind of mental scars he received from it. He seems to be tense whenever he sees people.”
Tohma sighed in relief. So he’s not physically harmed, but who knows what Shuichi is really thinking. He might as well be thinking about suicide from all he had been through, though he really didn’t hope that was the case, it was entirely possible. Tohma thought that Shu might halt any self-destructive thoughts or actions now that he met K and knows that his dad is still making efforts to find him.
“But I really must say, you have a really good taste in guys. You got the tall and good looking Hiroshi, the smart Suguru, and a cute Shuichi.” K grinned.
“…” Tohma went silent for a moment, he warned, “K…”
K stiffened, and laughed awkwardly, “It was a compliment!!” He schooled his face back into a serious expression. “There’s still some spunk in him, though I suspect that he would’ve already broken if there weren’t these two clients always visiting him, and always leaving good comments.”
That got Tohma’s curiosity going, “Who?” He asked.
“They registered as Uesugi Eiri and Sakuma Kyousuke.”
*~*~*~*~*
Ryuichi hurried into the taxi and quickly told the driver the address. He could’ve gotten someone to pick him up, but that would’ve attracted too much attention. It would make crazy fans swarm around that vehicle and slow Ryuichi’s agenda; seeing Shuichi right away.
The driver looked at him strangely, though it didn’t bother Ryuichi- he could stare all he wants. Why would such a decent looking young man go to such a place? He shook his head and stepped on the accelerator. Obviously, this guy wasn’t a Nittle Grasper fan, that fact relieved Ryuichi, just a little.
So the tour was finally over. Ryuichi had been thinking about only one person during the entire trip: the backstage, when he was singing onstage, when he ate, when he slept, in the car, on the bus, in the plane and now here he was, standing in front of the place that would bring him to Shuichi. He couldn’t wait, even though he was a little nervous about seeing him after months, Ryuichi still shook with anticipation. All he had over the months to live off of were pictures of his precious Shuichi.
He stared out the window, watching as building after building passed, each bring him closer to Icha Icha Paradise. He tapped his fingers against his thigh impatiently. They are driving at 110 km/hr on the highway, and now Ryuichi was more aware of his surroundings than ever. The small bumps on the road that sent vibrations that reached Ryuichi. He put his head against the window, more vibrations.
“Can’t you go faster?” He asked, trying to keep any sign of impatience to himself, and failing miserably.
The driver sighed. So this guy is itching to go to a brothel to release sexual tension. Oh well, at least that’s healthier than picking up a street whore. “Sorry buddy, speed limit is 100, we’re already at 110.”
Ryuichi huffed and looked at the side mirror, his eyes widen. The jeep behind them was in a loss of control situation, and coming towards them. That driver, who Ryuichi realized was a woman, was bewildered. Ryuichi could make out the utter terror in those eyes. The jeep suddenly rushed towards them, his driver dodged to the left, and the jeep sped past them. The woman was on the verge of tears, and seemed to be desperately stepping on the brakes, to no avail. She was going to crash into the tree ahead on her side.
But suddenly, her car slowed drastically, and Ryuichi could already make out the scene that was going to happen. “BRAKES DRIVER!!!” Too late. Within moments, his taxi rammed directly into the back of the jeep.
*~*~*~*~*
Ryuichi growled deep in his throat, the airbags deflating. Great! Now he had this crap to deal with, and even worse, he can’t see Shuichi until he got this sorted out. The driver glared at him through the mirror. Ryuichi scoffed, he didn’t care, he could just pay for the damages he just caused. In fact, he would even pay double if it got him to Shuichi right away. He could hear sirens.
The woman strained some of her muscle in the collision. That’s the only reason the police reacted so quickly. Normally, you’d have to wait hours unless someone is injured. Ryuichi was grateful for that, even though it was on the expense of someone else, he could see Shuichi sooner. The police got out.
(Sorry, I don’t know how to write the rest of this scene since I don’t know the procedures if you’re in a taxi accident)
*~*~*~*~*
Yuki yawned and stretched, putting his arms behind his head and closing his laptop. Shuichi is his nephew. So what about their relationship? He had never once thought about what to do if Shuichi really WAS Tohma’s kid. He had to admit, Shuichi really is cute, and exudes a funky innocence that he never felt from anyone. That’s what attracted him to keep going back for more of him. Come to think of it, they are only 5 years apart (Yuki will be 20 years old in this story). It surprised even him, who knew the brat was actually that young?
He smiled as he thought of the moments they had shared. He saw Shuichi repeatedly climax, it amazed him how Shuichi can come any number of times before he did, like a super athlete. The total bliss on Shuichi’s face as he burst, and the lust in those amethysts died out and faded into love. He held Shuichi after sex- after he had relieved himself inside Shuichi (1) - and waited until Shuichi dosed off. Then he would watch in fascination as his lover’s chest rose and fell as he breathed.
Yuki blinked. Had he just referred to Shuichi as his lover? And what was he smiling about? His smile suddenly dropped.
A heart-warming feeling filled him then. Why does Shuichi make him feel this way?
Yuki sat up in bed. He decided. He would continue seeing Shuichi. It doesn’t matter that they’re relatives now. Uncle and nephew doesn’t matter, this would be a forbidden relationship. He would show the brat that he loves him, and get him out of the brothel, then bring him into his life. Of course, Shuichi WOULD move in with him. He can’t let him turn into another Tohma, or expose him to Mika’s constant wild mood swings, Yuki loved Shuichi too much to do that to him, though he would never admit it.
------------------
END OF CHAPTER SIX
4175 words including notes!!
Important!! I used Canada’s age of consent laws for this story, even though it takes place in Japan. It is 14 for non-anal sex and 18 for anal sex, regardless of the sexuality of the participants. So Shuichi is underage since he is 15 in this story. (I thought the age of consent is 16…). I’m pretty sure same-sex marriage is already legal in Canada (4th country worldwide), except for two provinces and two territories. No, prostitution isn’t legal in either countries.
(1)- I know I kind of made it sound like Yuki relieved himself as in peeing.
What do you think about the pervert part? Yuki is perverted when it comes to Shuichi, he just has this humongous sex drive that can’t be satiated. Everyone is perverted, I’m right, aren’t I. And I didn’t make the gun toting spy as gun-happy as he’s supposed to be either, but I really didn’t find it appropriate for him to point a gun at such a frightened Shuichi. Another gentle giant! But I did keep some of his attitude of his in the scene with the brothel employee, Hideki.
As requested in the fanfiction.net version, I put Tachi back on along with his and his dad’s feelings about each other. Mutual hatred!
Next chapter (do you guys read this part): Tohma needs to talk to Eiri. A business partner of Akito’s; Shuichi sold?!
R&R please! (or I’ll wait till the next blackout lol, just joking). Re-rate if you want! I’ll probably do what you guys ask!!
absolute_ecstasy