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仁義	By : Kimmimaru Category: Gravitation > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 7: Ai to chūsei-shin (Love and Loyalty)

Ryuichi lay in the hospital bed, he had just had his operation and had only just come around from the anaesthetic. He felt sleepy and no one was by his bed side. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes before curling up in the covers with a yawn, he shouldn't have expected anything else. After all, Tohma had important business to attend to, and the fact that his subordinate was laid up in hospital was the least of his concerns. Even though he had accepted that Tohma would never have any feelings for him that went beyond lust, deep down it hurt. He hid it from everyone, but he couldn't hide from himself. He sighed and rolled onto his back with his arm over his forehead. He could remember the first time he had been held by Tohma, the memory was sweet and yet bitter at the same time. "Tohma..." he sighed and closed his eyes.

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Ryuichi had been taken in by the Oyabun on Tohma's request. The man had seen his unusual ability for absolute silence and had put him under the strict guidance of his own Wakagashira. The man was rough and treated him almost cruelly but Ryuichi refused to cry, even after being beaten so badly he could hardly stand. He was put through strict training, all in order to become Tohma's body guard and shield. He thought nothing of it, he would gladly do what was needed, as long as Tohma was happy. He was taught Kenjutsu, and Ninjutsu as well as sniping and close range shooting. He was drilled and tested, his training was difficult and he spent a lot of time wearing bandages but he was a dedicated student. His teacher was mostly impressed with his knife throwing skills.

Ryuichi swore to himself that he would become the best, all in order to protect Tohma. Everything he did would be for him, never again would he allow tears to fall in front of his friend. Never again would he allow Tohma to be put at risk.

When he was twenty years old his master dubbed him ready to help the family. His first mission was to be carried out with Tohma, they were to put an end to a group of people who wanted to bring the family down. And so Ryuichi set off with Tohma at his side. The mission went reasonably well but Ryuichi was injured...

In the middle of the fight Ryuichi caught sight of Tohma being pinned down by two men, so he dispatched his own enemies and ran to Tohma's side. One of them lifted an iron bar above his head but as he brought it down Ryuichi dived between Tohma and the bar, the pole hit him in the hairline and a rough bit scraped down his face and across his eye. He was knocked unconscious.

He came around lying on a futon back at their Oyabun's residence. He rolled over, quickly realising he was blind in one eye due to heavy bandages. When he looked up he could see Tohma sitting by the door, he was wearing a nemaki and staring out at the garden. Ryuichi watched the sunlight ignite his hair turning it all sorts of shades of blond, he smiled slightly and watched as the sun set, setting fire to everything. He let out a small sigh that alerted Tohma that he was awake. The blonde turned and stood, he walked to Ryuichi's side and knelt down. "Tohma..." Ryuichi muttered and felt his friends fingers in his hair, the magnificent light blue eyes were shining with worry and what looked like anger.

"You fool!" Tohma snapped. "You scared the crap out of me!"

"Tohma, I'm sorry...I..." Tohma's fingers tightened roughly on Ryuichi's hair and he pulled his fringe back to inspect the bandages.

"Did I say you could speak?" Ryuichi shook his head as best he could, his visible eye narrowed and blurry with unshed tears of pain. Tohma's eyes were hard and cold, like two frosty lakes. Ryuichi opened his mouth to ask him what was wrong but the blond dragged his head back, exposing his throat. "Don't say a word, don't make a sound. Just...let me..." He ran his hot tongue down Ryuichi's throat and moved so that he sat astride the younger boy. "Let me..." He whispered against Ryuichi's chest. There was an odd bite in his voice and his breath smelt of Sake, Ryuichi allowed himself to be touched. The blond's fingers were fire, his hair silken as it brushed his chest. Tohma pinned Ryuichi's arms above his head and bit down on his collar bone, hard enough to draw blood. Ryuichi made no sound. Nothing passed his lips, even though all he wanted to do was moan and gasp Tohma's name. His back arched as he felt Tohma's erection pressed against his, he pressed himself close and looked into the blonde's eyes, begging him silently to continue. This was everything he had ever desired. His wildest fantasies coming true. He had never dared hope, never once made a move on his friend and now...now, he was here kissing his body, biting and licking at his flesh. Ryuichi's lips parted slightly as Tohma sat up and removed his Obi, he used it to tie Ryuichi's hands at his back. The brunette made no move to resist, he didn't want to. He had never wanted anything more than he did right then. His whole world melted away, leaving just the two of them. Tohma dragged him into a sitting position and their lips met in a deep kiss, their tongues entangled and Tohma groaned.

Ryuichi felt the painful ache in his groin but Tohma ignored it, he focused his attention on drawing as much blood as possible with his teeth. Ryuichi allowed his head to fall back and he stared blindly up at the ceiling, he could feel Tohma's desire pressing against his thigh and it was driving him insane. Suddenly Tohma yanked roughly on his hair, drawing a sharp gasp from him. "I said...keep silent." He hissed and backhanded him across the face, Ryuichi smiled and licked the tiny trickle of blood from his lip before falling silent again. The blond pushed Ryuichi backward onto the tatami and pushed his legs open, his eyes devoured the sight of the younger boy; his brown hair fell around his face messily, his white nemaki opened revealing his slim torso and the faint line of dark hair that led enticingly to his groin. He did look feminine, his eyes shone with desire, they had become so much darker than usual. The white bandage that covered one of his eyes gave him the look of some poor hospitalised child, but the tiny smile on his lips was full of adult knowledge.

Tohma took stock of what he was about to do, he had no idea what had made him suddenly desire his friend so much. He just knew that when he had seen him lying in a gradually growing pool of his own blood he had felt grief tear him to shreds, and he had been unable to wash the blood from his own skin and hands...no matter how many times he bathed. He could smell it, he could feel the thick, almost oily substance covering his fingers and he could see it. He left long trails of crimson across Ryuichi's bronzed skin, his hand prints stood out against the pure white of the nemaki. He couldn't stop. He wanted nothing more than to feel himself surrounded by warmth; he needed to feel Ryuichi's living body. He needed to make the crimson appear, in little marks all across his shoulders and throat. He loved to feel those beautiful muscles tense as he caused the brunette pain, he was alive. He was definitely alive and that was all that mattered.

Ryuichi felt Tohma's erection pressing against his entrance. He had been violated by those men when he had been fifteen, but now Tohma was finally going to wash it all away with his touch. He bit his lips tightly against the moans that wanted to escape and arched his back, pressing himself close to his lover. He could see his own blood staining Tohma's lips, his fingers, even his chest from where he had been pressed against Ryuichi and he found himself falling in love with the colour, he knew he would always love it. Red was a beautiful colour, it summed up everything that was Tohma. He felt pain tear through his nether regions as Tohma roughly lifted his legs up and pushed himself deep. Ryuichi squeezed his eye shut and cursed silently as his friend moved quickly and furiously, he still refused to allow the tears of pain to fall. He wouldn't embarrass himself now, not after this amazing new development. Tohma began muttering into his neck as he thrust.

"Ryuichi..." He gasped and bit down hard on Ryuichi's ear making him squeak. He sat up and slapped him again. "Hush." He hissed, a fine sheen of sweat had formed on his forehead and he watched the red blossoms bloom across Ryuichi's chest, a tiny trickle ran from his ear lobe from Tohma's teeth. He groaned and pushed in harder, he felt Ryuichi's heat surround him, engulfing him and eradicating his senses. "Ryuichi...so good..." He said through his teeth, he ignored the very obvious winces his friend was making and closed his eyes. He sank into sensation. Nothing mattered except that he always be surrounded by that heat.

Ryuichi half closed his eyes, his mouth partially opened as he ran his tongue over his lips. He was in pain, but it felt good. He was beyond happy that he could be of service to Tohma, even if it meant his body was little more than a toy. He watched the blonds face intently and revelled in the expressions that crossed it. His arms ached but he ignored it, he lifted his hips up and gave Tohma better access. Suddenly Tohma stopped and opened his eyes, he fell foreword and looked into Ryuichi's sparkling eyes. The brunette was gasping for breath and he was shimmering with sweat, he smelt strongly of blood and sex and flowers, a mixture that soon became something of an aphrodisiac to Tohma in later years. Tohma leaned down and pressed his lips to Ryuichi's, he was filled with heat from the younger boys extremely skilled tongue, he didn't like to ask about where he managed to get so good at kissing or even where he learnt to do certain interesting tricks with his tongue and lolly pops. What Ryuichi and his master did was none of his business. When he pulled away he pulled out of his friend and stood, Ryuichi said nothing, he stayed where he was and only allowed his eyes to follow his friend across the room and to a rack of weapons on what looked like an alter. Ryuichi frowned slightly as Tohma grabbed the Tanto from the bottom of the sword rack and returned to the bed. Tohma roughly turned Ryuichi onto his front and lifted his hips up, he pushed his penis deep inside the brunette making him stifle a gasp. He lifted the knife and began kissing his shoulders as he moved in and out, the sheath of the blade fell to the mats and Tohma pressed the shining blade into the small of Ryuichi's back, his body jerked suddenly in an attempt to escape the pain. Ryuichi bit down hard on his lower lip and squeezed his eye shut tightly. He shuddered as a sudden and violent wave of pleasure tore through him mingling with the pain and making him lose his composure. He began gasping and stifling cries as Tohma's knife dug deep into the skin of his back. Tohma felt Ryuichi tensing and trying to pull away, but he barely heard the boy's cries. Nothing registered as he watched the crimson flow from the wound, he made several cuts each one joining to become two characters; 忠義

Ryuichi shuddered violently, he could feel hot blood seeping slowly from the wound on his back. He clenched his teeth unable to hold in his pants and moans. Tohma's movements became jerky as he dropped the knife and began thrusting even faster, his fingers pressed into the wound making Ryuichi bite down on his tongue to stop the cries of agony. He could feel heat rushing through his groin and felt Tohma's hands clasp his hips as he moved deeper, Tohma gasped his name again and again driving Ryuichi into oblivion. He came with a violent jerk of his body, he gasped softly as he was lifted up and his head turned to the side as Tohma's tongue invaded his mouth. Tohma thrust one last time before coming to own climax.

Later when the wound had healed, Ryuichi discovered what his friend had carved into his flesh. The two symbols stood out white against his tanned skin and they were made all the more obvious. A small smile graced his lips and he sighed.

They read; Loyalty.
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