No Rest for Exams

Title:
NO REST FOR EXAMS
Author:
Samurai Champloo (c) geneon.
Summary:
Don't ask where the idea for this came from ^_^U It was partially wrote in an old
notebook, so I decided to resurrect it. Mostly wanted to use the characters in another
setting, until episode #16 airs.
Rating:
R - Yaoi, Lemon, Shonen-ai, Language, Violence. Hints of NC.
Oral.
Pairing(s):
Mugen/Jin, OC/Jin, Hinted OC/OC/Mugen/Jin, and NC OC/Jin.
Characters:
Usual SC cast, plus a few OC's. AU/OOC.
Author's Notes:
So, prepare for mass AU/OOC after this point, but sweet, sweet Mugen/Jin action...Enjoy!
Disclaimer:
...I think we all know I don't own any of the characters...except the ones I made up...
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NO REST FOR EXAMS
CHAPTER EIGHT - ALOE AND COLD COTTON, PT.1

“You saved my life, Yana.” Mugen looked up into emerald gems.

“Shit, you saved me from that damn office. Remember when we first moved? You hadn’t
even graduated yet. Your hair was still so long.” A peach hand played lazily with said
locks.

“I cut it when I got my RNA...I never thought I’d make it that far.”

“All we’ve been through and you still try to hide things from me. Isn’t that stupid?”

Mugen laughed a little. “Yeah I know...but everything is fine.” He closed his eyes. “I just
want to go to sleep, will you stay?”

“Shishi made dinner, he’ll be pissy.”

“So?” Mugen’s eyes pleaded, looking up sleepily.

Yana sighed, laying beside the tan one. “You’re telling him though...”

“Sure.” Mugen rolled over to lay his head on Yana’s chest.

The blonde wrapped his arm around him, rubbing his back up and down.

“What about Jin?” Yana smiled.

“He’ll be fine...now, just be quiet.”

Yana smiled, kissing the top of his head. “Whatever...”

- - - - -

//Damn them, am I the only one awake?//
Shigure walked down from Yana’s room. He peaked through the door to see he and
Mugen asleep.
//Mugen needs to sleep...Something must be up if he’s in jerko’s room. Wonder what?
Maybe Jin’s awake now...//

Shigure slipped down to the end of the hall, inching the door open. He seen the pale one
curled up in a little ball, sleeping soundly.
//Aww...too bad, someone’s gonna chill with me.//

“Oi, Jin? Wake up and smoke with me.” Shigure laughed, no response, he made a pouty
face.

“C’mahhn...” He asked again.

Still getting no response, the redhead sat on the bed. Bouncing up and down to make the
bed shake. “Jiiiiiiinnnnn...”

The pale one stirred, growling slightly.

“Heeeyyy Jiiiiin...Waaaake up!”

“Mmmh?” He rolled to his back, squinting sleepily. Mildly annoyed look on his face.

“Oi, wanna smoke a blunt?”

“Huh?” He sat up, only now having the ability to think.

“Please? Mugen and Yana are asleep...I’m lonely. You’re the only other human awake.”

“I am now.” Jin yawned.
//Do not be rude.//
“Was there something you wanted?”

Shigure made an annoyed face. “Agh! Just come downstairs, ‘kay?”

“Mmmhmm.”

Shigure got up and left the room, as Jin lay back down.
//Get up...you cannot be rude to Mugen’s friends.//

Determination was the only thing that made him get out of bed.

- - - - -

“You’re hair looks kinda cute.” Shigure tried to be nice.
//Yana you have worse taste than me.//

“It is...very different.” Jin sighed, trying to see with both eyes.

They were sitting on the porch. Shigure rolling a blunt to celebrate his new bag.

“Don’t feel bad, he bleached my hair when I first met him.”

“Heh...”

“What is Mugen doing in Yana’s room? I didn’t even know he was home.”

“I do not know.”
//Strange, he said he’d be up, but he never showed.//

“Oh, they were just sleeping...Mugen’s got his work clothes on still.”

“He did appear tired.”

“Mmmhmm.” Shigure licked the blunt shut. “Yay! This shit smells so good! I haven’t got
to taste it yet.” He roasted it a little with the lighter.

“Why is it so much bigger and darker than before?” Jin watched carefully.
//I can smell it from here.//

“Eh? Oh, it’s not a joint, it’s a blunt. Rolled with a cigar paper.”

“Oh.”

“Here, I’ll light it, they can be a bitch to get burning. Plus my lighter’s dying on me.”

Jin watched as the redhead lit the brown stick, turning it carefully.

“Oh that’s nice.” Shigure exhaled slowly. “You picked up on ganja pretty quick. I didn’t
have you pegged as a pothead.” The redhead laughed, passing it.

“Pot..head?” Jin took a hit, coughing a little at the harsher smoke.

“Heh, it means you like to smoke weed, a lot.”

“I never knew of it...it is quite pleasant though.”

“You like the taste?”

“It is a bit strong.” He handed it back, coughing some more.

“That’s just the wrap. The bud is the shit, I got it at work today.”

After about four pass backs, each sat quietly; staring forward at the night sky.

“I’m so stoned...” Shigure laughed. “Shit...”

“Stoned?” Jin blinked, feeling like his eyes wouldn’t open all the way.

“It’s when you’re so high you can’t move. You just sit and stare, like a stone.”

Thinking for a second; Jin began to laugh, covering his mouth.

“What?”

“N-nothing, I am stupid. Your terminology is amusing, albeit confusing.”

“I can’t even use words like that when I’m straight.”

“Sorry...”

“Nah, it’s cute.”

“Heh.” The pale one looked away shyly.

Shigure held his hand out, to brush away the plastered bangs. Jin froze, holding his breath.

“Shigure?”

“What? Yana and Mugen can touch you, but I can’t?”

The pale one exhaled shakily. “No, that is not it. You suprised me, that is all.”

“So you won’t mind if I do this?”

Shigure sat the blunt down, leaning over to claim Jin’s lips. He gasped out of shock and
the redhead inched his silky tongue in. Slowly he began to relax, giving into the waves of
sensation it brought. Before he even realized his eyes were closed; he opened them to see
Shigure, on his knees in front of him.

“You taste very good.” Shigure licked his lips, pulling back.

Jin stared at him, not sure what to expect next.

“Do you wanna make out or something?” The redhead was staring at the rosy lips. yana’s
work with the pencil and gloss breathtaking.

Normally he would have resisted, but after today with Yana; he was feeling unusually
open. “If you wish...”

“Cool.” Shigure leaned up and kissed him again, using a bit more force and skill this time.

Jin shifted in his chair, allowing the redhead better leverage. He moaned a little as
Shigure’s other hand began to rub his upper thigh.

“You’re really sexy Jin.” Shigure remarked, traveling down the milky neck.

“That is what e-everyone’s saying.” Jin was near panting as the hand drifted higher.

“That’s cause it’s true.”

Shigure cupped the ball of flesh between the thin legs.

“Shigure...” Jin sighed.

“Wow, I’m liking the way you say that...let’s fuck. We can use my car so we don’t wake
the dreamers.”

“W-wait, I do not know.” Jin pulled back, heart in the throat. “Do we have to do that? Can
we not continue this?”

Shigure had to think a while. “Uh...You do realize that “this” is just a lead up to the real
thing?”

Jin shifted his gaze down. “I am not sure if I am ready for that, with someone else yet...”

The redhead sighed, returning to his chair. Lighting the blunt again.

“Are you mad?” Jin looked at him carefully.

“Heh, of course not...But I won’t deny I’d love to be with you.”

“I am sorry if I was misleading in my actions.” His gaze returned to his hands.

Shigure passed it back. “Don’t be sorry, cutie. You’re new at this whole multiple partners
thing....Well, I’m gonna go to sleep. I’ll see you in the morning, you can kill it.” The
redhead stood, stretching.

“I shall be in in a little while. I will lock the place up if you wish.”

“’Kay, well...night.”

“Goodnight.”

Jin sighed as the screen door shut.
//Mugen...I don’t know if I can do this...My confidence is wavering more and more.
I’m...afraid to be with anyone but you.//
His eyes drifted to the glowing moon.
//I wish it was I who you were laying with.//
Jin blinked at his own statement.
//Am I, jealous? No, Yana and Mugen are close. I cannot feel this way.//
He took the final hit, rising a little stiffly from the chair.
//I wonder if there is anymore cake? Suddenly I am so very hungry...//
The pale form wandered into the kitchen, locking the front door.

- - - - -

//God I feel so bad...//
Mugen slowly walked down the stairs. He had detangled from Yana to make coffee, body
screaming as all his injuries set in. Once again a strange sight took him from his agony.

“Jin?” The tan one approached.

The pale one was asleep, head down on the table. A partially eaten cake and fork close by.

“Oi.” Mugen placed his hand on his shoulders, shaking lightly.

The form roused, raising his head slowly.

“You sleep down here last night?” He slipped past him, to the coffee pot.

“Mugen...yes, I must have fallen asleep.” Jin rubbed his neck, trying to regain the feeling.

“Can’t be comfortable.”

“Did you sleep in Yana’s room?”

A small twinge of guilt took over the tan one. “Yeah.”

“Are you all right? I do move around quite a bit. I assumed you wished to sleep soundly.”

“Nah, it’s not that. I didn’t want to wake you.”

Silence filled the room.

“I am happy you are okay.” Jin broke it. “I was worried about you.”

Mugen sat at the table across from him. “No need to worry, I just gotta get use to working
like that again.” He smiled.
//In more ways than one.//

“I should get a job, it is not good to freeload.” His eyes drifted to the disheveled cake.

“You’re not freeloading, I invited you here. I’ll pay for both of us.”

Jin smiled a little, but still felt guilty.

“You feel like going back to sleep? That’s what I wanna do.” Mugen got up to pour the
now finished coffee.

“I can use the couch if you want...”

“No, I meant with me. In our room.”
//Where I should have been last night.//

“Yes, I would like that very much.”
//I miss you so much Mugen. So many thing have happened, but all I want is you.//

“Good, Yana’s room is too fucking bright for me.”

- - - - -

The two lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. The pale one couldn’t hold back any longer. He
rolled to his side, propping himself up on his elbow. Slowly moving in to kiss Mugen’s
chest in small nips.

“Jin?”

“Mmm...Mugen, please, may we make love?” His dark eyes smoldered with a passionate
gaze, as his hands traced every inch of bare flesh.

Mugen bit his lip. He would never turn down such a request from the usually shy one.
However his body was still in too much pain to consider it.

“Later?” I’m just not in the mood right now...” Mugen kept his eyes closed.
//Kuso, that sounded a little cold.//

Jin blinked, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and heartbreak. “Oh...Okay.” He returned
to his spot in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
//Maybe he and Yana already did it? Of course they did, don’t be naive. Why else would
he have stayed with him?//
Sighing, the pale one turned to his side, back to Mugen.
//Once again, you cannot give him what he needs. Stop being selfish! You are the one who
wants it...to feel Mugen again. It’s been so long since we were together-//

“Jin...I’m sorry. I’m just so fucking tired.”

“Shh. You should not have to apologize, because I have no self control.”
//Now you are causing him guilt. Look what you’ve done, yarou.//

Mugen opened his eyes. Rolling over to his side, wrapping his arm around the pale ones
waist. Snuggling close to him, he kissed the side of his neck.

“You have more self control than anyone else in this house.”

Jin closed his eyes, relaxing his tense body a little. “So many things happened
yesterday...”

“Eh?”

“Yana and Shigure...They both tried to, well, I let them...But we did not go all the way, as
Shigure put it.”

“Both at once?”

“No, last night when you two were asleep, Shigure woke me up to smoke. Then he, kissed
me. He wanted to be together in his car but-”

“Did you want to?” Mugen ran his hand up and down the pale arm.
//A fucking car? C’mon, Shishi...//

“I said no, I think he was annoyed but he was very kind. I...do not think I could be with
anyone like that, but you Mugen.” He let go of the breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

“Then that’s your choice, ‘kay? You don’t have to do a damn thing you’re unsure about.
No one will be mad.”

“I know.” He spoke sleepily. “I wish...I wish I could be with you more. I find myself
missing you so much.”

Mugen didn’t say anything, as he could tell the other was asleep.
//I miss you too Jin.//
The tan one stared at his loves face as long as his broken body would allow, before giving
in to his own exhaustion.

- - - - -

Shigure, Yana and Mugen were in the living room. Even Yana decided to give in to the
new shit. As the redhead lit the fresh blunt the three discussed everything, but nothing of
true importance. Jin was trying to busy himself in the kitchen. Washing dishes peacefully,
listening to the dull drone of their conversation. He secretly loved hearing the three talk
like normal people. It made him feel more normal himself. Mugen insisted he join them,
but the pale one wanted to do something more productive.
//They do everything else, the least I can do is clean.//

Finishing up, he decided to take a walk around the property. His mind wandering as he
left the porch. The small farm was surrounded by a pine forest. A few dilapidated old red
barns flanked the yard. The pale one had not got a chance to properly appreciate the places
beauty before.
//I wonder how they came upon such a house? It does not exactly seem like their style...//
The browning grass began crunching under his sandals, as he entered the edge of the pines.
The smell strong and peaceful.
//Is this the first forest I’ve ever been in? I think it is...//
He wandered around aimlessly. Looking up at how tall the old trees seemed to be.
//There is so much I have never done...so much I would not know without them.//
He pictured them talking, wondering what about now. It was always sex, money,
drinks...ancedotes of old parties and lovers. All the things he missed out on being a wraith
of the dojo.

A large old limb laying on the ground stood out, and he found himself sitting on it. Taking
in as much of the seemingly magical place he could.
//It feels so far away.//
It was then and there he made up his mind. He wanted to remain in this place as long as he
was able. Mugen was the life he had searched for, the light in the dark. There was no way
he would ever give that up now.

Smiling to himself in a determined way, he walked back up through the field. As he got
closer to the house, he saw something that caused him to fall to his knees. Blood becoming
ice water.
//No...//

Two blue cars pulled into the driveway. Each one sporting an Arakawa Dojo logo and
crest. Logic overtaking fear, he got up. Running as fast as he could to the back of the
house, unseen. He looked around, panicked as he made his way to the living room. Not
paying attention to where he was going, he tripped over a small aloe plant by the doorway.

The three froze seeing the pale one enter the room, falling ungracefully. Plant cracking
apart on impact.

“Jin?” Mugen sat up, alarmed.

“M-mugen...it...” He sat up quickly, out of breath and trembling.

“What’s wrong?!” The tan one immediately got to his feet, moving to his side.

“Two cars...my Mothers employees.” He swallowed back the sob. “They are here!”

“Fuck.” Mugen stood up.

“What’s up?” Yana stood as well. A knock on the door startled them all.

Jin began to hyperventilate, covering his eyes. “No, please. I do not w-want to go back
there...”

Mugen looked down at him. “Yana? Tell them Jin and I aren’t here. Do not let them see
us, please!” Mugen asked frantic.

Shigure was trying to help Jin get up.

“Fine. You two hide in the basement, just in case they don’t take no for an answer.” Yana
watched the pale ones state carefully. Wondering just what the hell was going on.

Mugen sighed, looking at him thankfully, as he followed the two downstairs.

- - - - -

“Can I help you?” Yana opened the door, three men in black suits were waiting.

“Yes, hello. Can you tell me if a Mr. Mugen Ryutaka lives here?”

“He use to.”

“Do you know where he is now?”

“No and if you find that bastard, tell him he owes me like $5,000 in back rent!” Yana
glared.

“I see. One more thing, have you seen this man?” One held up a photograph.

Yana looked carefully. It was Jin, only his eyes and expression were near lifeless. Not at
all the same person he met on the couch.

“Nah, wish I did. Ain’t nothing but losers around here. Like a freak show with no refunds.
What’s this about anyway?”

“The two disappeared a short while ago. The man in the photo is Jin Arakawa, heir to the
substantial Arakawa Dojo name. A lot of important people need him to return home. Mr.
Ryutaka was the last person in contact with him. Our employer has a good assumption the
two are still together.”

“Who should I contact if they come by here?”

“Please, take this card. Call me any time, try to keep them here as long as you can.”

“Heh, is there a reward? Make up for my lost rent?”

The man smiled from beneath his sunglasses. “I’m sure Madam Arakawa would pay well
to insure the return of her son.”

“Cool...I’ll let you know.”

“Thank you for your time, and your name is?”

“Kenshin Obatta.”

“We will be in touch, Mr. Obatta. Good day.” The man bowed as the three entered the
cars.

//Yakuza wannabe pricks! Like hell you’ll get Mugie!//
Yana waved, smiling as they pulled out.

- - - - -

“It’s okay, calm down. Yana’s gonna take care of it.” Shigure held Jin, stroking his hair.

Mugen was standing on a bucket, peeping at the men getting into their cars. “They’re
leaving, see I told you.”

In a few moments they heard Yana coming down the stairs. “They’re gone.” The blonde
stood, lighting a cigarette, handing Mugen one. Looking down at Jin. “Hey honey, it’s
okay...I told you I wouldn’t let them do anything.”

“..t-thank the Gods...” He took a deep breath, pulling back from Shigure, wiping his eyes.
Still shaking badly.

“What did they say?” Mugens eyes had a deadly focus, his pain no longer existing.

“They wanted you. Said you were the last person with Jin, and chances are you were still
together. I gave them a fake name, so they can’t try to look shit up on us. His mother is
willing to pay to get him back.”

“You mean she doesn’t know you’re here?” Shigure blinked.

Seeing the pale one was unable to talk, Mugen spoke. “No. She was trying to fire me and
make Jin stay at the Dojo. Against his will, we ran away, sorta.”

“Damn.” Yana and Shigure sighed.

“I am so sorry to bring this on all of you.” Jin spoke softly, finally able to get a hold of
himself.

“You didn’t do anything, you should be able to do whatever you want.” Yana smiled,
wishing he could hold the shivering form.

“I never thought they would find me here...I will n-never get away from her.” Tears
threatened again, and he doubled over sobbing.

This time the blonde couldn’t hold back. He kneeled down and wrapped his arms around
the shocked man. “If someone makes you this upset, you need to be away, got it? I’ll kick
anyone’s ass who comes here trying to make you do anything you don’t want.”

“Shit, I’ll shoot someone.” Shigure added, nodding.

“We all love you. No one’s going anywhere, so calm down, okay?” Yana kissed the top
of his head.

Mugen watched a little shocked at his friends loyalty. But thankful he had some back up
this time.

Jin nodded and closed his eyes, laying against Yana’s chest.
//I’m so happy you’re okay.//

“You guys should lay low, stay inside for a few days in case they’re watching us.”
Shigure stood, rolling a joint.

“If they found this place, no doubt they know where you work. Maybe you shouldn’t go in
for a while? Shishi and I can afford it.”

“You sure?!” Mugen felt more than guilty.

“Positive.”

“I’ll have to call them, use my sick days.”

“Good idea.”

“Let’s smoke this and calm down.” Shigure sat on the floor by Yana and Jin.

“You all go ahead, I’m gonna call work.” Mugen flew up the stairs.

“Jin? Here, hit this baby...” The redhead stroked his back, passing the object.
The pale one sat up, wiping his face as he took it. “Please, forgive me.”

“Shh, but you could tell us what scares you so much about your own home.”

After he took a hit, he sighed. “I do not wish to leave Mugen.”

“That’s it?” Yana added.

“No.” Jin looked down. “I...I am not someone’s beating post anymore.” His breath caught.
“I will n-never go back to that. First my Father, not her!” He took another hit, shaking.

“Good. I’m happy to hear you say that.” The blonde held him tightly.

“You said it is my body, my choices. I chose Mugen and peace. No more stupid
competitions, and fighting...endless training and classes. My life is worth m-more than
that!”

“Shh...no ones taking you anywhere.”

“A-all my life I have suffered and remained ill because of their will. Here, I feel almost
normal...like I could have free will...”

“You are normal, hun.” Yana kissed his forehead, taking a hit.

“What?!” He gawked.

“I said you are normal. You just need more normal experience.”

“Yana...” Jin looked away nervously.
//I cannot believe it.//

“Does she hit you? Is that why your face was bruised when you arrived?”

The pale one nodded.

“I’m sorry, that’s horrible.”

“She is my step mother, I do not know my real one.”

“Man, that sucks. My parents just get on my nerves.” Shigure sighed.

Jin smiled a little taking a hit. “It is the past. Here, now, this is my future...I-if that is all
right with you all, that is.”

“Do you have to ask?! You’re the most normal boyfriend Mugies ever had.” Yana hugged
him again. “I can’t imagine it around here again without you.”

“Thank you, both of you. Very much.” Jin looked down at his hands. Attempting to get
off Yana he yelped, putting pressure on his leg.

“What’s wrong?!” Shigure jumped.

“Heh...I think I may have hurt my leg.” He blushed, leaning back on his hands.
//Clumsy baka.//

“Let me see...” Yana rolled up the pants leg, gasping a little. “Oh honey, this looks bad...”

Jin leaned up to see the deeply bruised, purple blob. A large cut in the middle bled softly.

“Mmh, that looks painful.” The redhead looked away, feeling queasy.

“It is not that bad...I bruise easy, heh. I will replace your plant somehow.” Guilt pooled in
the pale ones stomach.
//Do not become a burden.//

“Do you ever worry about yourself? Let’s get you upstairs, and let Mugen take a look at
it.” Yana carefully lifted Jin up.

The pale form startled. “Y-you should not bother, I will be fine.” His blush worsened as
the blonde began carrying him.

“Hush.”

- - - - -

“Now, just sit there and stay off it, okay?” Mugen propped a pillow under the bandaged
limb.

“Please...I am fine.” Jin covered his face with his hands. Blush uncontrollable.
//This isn’t happening...how clumsy can one human be?!//

“C’mon and let me take care of you. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” He
plopped on the couch next to him, pulling the hands away from his face.

“If you say so.” He looked away from the smiling caramel eyes.

“If you promise to be easy on that shin, I’ll give you a kiss.”

“Is that a proposition, Mugen?”

“Now, yes or no? Offer ends in 4, 3, 2-”

“Fine, but only for two.”

“I’m not going a kiss lower...”

He leaned forward and slowly claimed the rosy lips. Jin sighed, placing his hand on
Mugen’s shoulder.
//I love you Mugen, I will never leave you.//

The two lazily kissed for a few minutes, before Mugen pulled back. “My boss should be
in by now...I gotta call him.”

“If you must.” Jin smiled. “I will stay here.”

“Thanks.” Mugen kissed him again quickly. “I’ll try to hurry.”

As the tan one left, Jin lay his head back against the fluffy white couch.
//You are much too careless for someone of your skill level.//
The peaceful quiet began to make him drift in and out of sleep.
//I thought you weren’t going to do this anymore?//
The blackness faded in and back out.
//Wake up, come on, sit up.//
As he debated with his self, Yana came in and sat where Mugen was slowly. Jin jumped
as the movement awoke his see-sawing sleep.

“Opps, sorry.” Yana covered his mouth. “I was gonna take off your glasses, you looked
so tired.”

“I am fine. Just thinking.”

“Sure, with your eyes closed. You want me to help you lay down?”

“No, that is not necessary. I am able.”

“Is there anything you’ll let me do?” Yana’s eyebrow twitched.

Jin lay his head back again, shutting his eyes. “Please...make sure Mugen’s okay, and that
he eats. He looks like...he is losing weight...” The rest was drowned out by a soft snore.

The blonde sighed. “Sure thing babe.” Yana got up and walked into the kitchen.

- - - - -

“Yes, could you tell me if a Mugen Ryutaka works here?”

“Uh, yeah. But he called in sick...”

“Interesting. Do you know where he called from?”

“Nah, sorry.”

“Thank you for your help. If he calls again, let me know.” The man in black handed him a
card.

“Sure.”

The three men turned heading to the elevator when Kaze stepped in front of them.

“’Scuse me, but did you say you were looking for Mugen?”

“Yes we did.”

“Heh, I can tell you all you need.”

- - - - -

“Should we wake him up to eat?” Shigure looked up from his food.

“I’ll make sure he eats when he wakes up.” Mugen spoke unusually soft.

“That leg looked really bad Mugie. Is it okay?” Yana bit his lip.

“It’s not as bad as it seems, he bruises easily. I think he’s anemic too.”

“Oh.”

“Mugen, what’s really up with him? He’s always sleeping, or passing out. He told me he
might have a cold.”

The tan one sighed. “That’s probably it.”
//Nice cover-up babe...//

“Aww. Should I go get some stuff?”

“No. I’ll wait for him to show some symptoms.”

“I hope it doesn’t hurt too much. I’m an empath you know.” Shigure sighed.

“Why is he so afraid to be a burden?” Yana took a sip of wine.

Mugen shrugged his shoulder, avoiding eye contact as he chewed harshly. “My opinion...”
He swallowed. “Those assholes of a family made a big deal out of him being sick, or in
the way. I heard they sent him away a lot, maybe he thinks that’s why.”

“That’s sad Mugie...”

“Now you know why I wanted him the hell away from there?”

“I don’t even know his step-mom, and I don’t like her.”

“No shit.”

- - - - -

“Oi, C’mon angel...wake up.” Mugen nudged the pale form.

“Eh?” He blinked, lifting his head, neck muscles screaming in rebellion. “Ahh...” His hand
shot to it, rubbing slowly.

“You need to eat.” Mugen stared, replacing Jin’s hand with his own.

“Mmm...I am not hungry.” His eyes closed as the tan hands began to ease the pain.
“Thank you...that feels really good.”

“You’re welcome, and I didn’t ask. You have to eat. You don’t wanna get sick do you?”

“Honestly Mugen, if I ate right now I would vomit.”

“What’s up?”

“I am so terribly worried...what if they come back?”

The tan one picked up on the slight shaking to the sweet voice. “Jin, please don’t worry
about that. I promise, I won’t let them hurt you.”

Jin sighed, looking a little angry. “You actually think I am afraid of that? A word of
wisdom, someone who wounds themselves the way I use to, does not usually care about
their own physical well-being. I really do not care if they hurt me, knowing Sayoko they
most likely will. That is what scares me Mugen...Those men, they can hurt you too. They
will do more than that, they will kill you.”

Mugen smiled cockily. “Never, I’ll kill all of those sons-of-bitches to be with you.”

Jin pulled away from the massage. “Mugen, you will not kill for me!” He turned and
glared at the tan one in a way he had never seen.

Mugen took a low breath, eyes becoming a little more focused. “Yes, I will.”

Now Jin’s countenance took on a more worried form than angry. “Please, you would go to
jail for sure...not to mention eternal damnation and suffering.”

“Prison visits? Exorcism?”

The pale one took a deep breath before raising his hand to roughly push Mugen. He used
the position to stiffly get to his feet, wincing as he stood.

“Hey, what the hell happened to staying of it?” The tan one jumped up.

“Quiet.” Jin kept his back to him. “Just shut up!”

“Jin?” Mugen blinked, sitting back down.

“Damn you, you take everything so lightly, but this is very serious. What would I do
without you?! Where would I go?!” His hands balled into tight fist’s. “If you went to jail, I
could not see you...feel you. Is that funny? Is hell and pain and evil comical? Well, is it
Mugen?!” Jin turned to face him, eyes narrowed harshly, shaking.

“No...it’s not.” The tan one looked down, realizing Jin was right. “I’m sorry...”

“I never want to loose you...especially because of Sayoko or my family. Please, I beg you
because I love you, do not take this lightly.” The pale one turned his back to him again.
“Forgive my outburst.” He spoke almost too quiet for Mugen to hear.

The other stayed in place, just staring. Realizing something else was going on here. “You
know them, don’t you? The men who came here today.”

Jin nodded, remaining still.

“How? Who are they?” Mugen approached, putting his hand on the blue clad shoulder.

“I...I do not really know them. I remember them, somewhat.”

“What do you mean?”

The pale one sat back on the couch. Really hating his missing that plant, as his leg shot
another jolt of pain. He remained silent however, figuring he had worried Mugen enough
today.

“It was a long time ago I believe...Maybe I was 13.” His voice sounded more like he was
speaking to himself. “I remember seeing them around the grounds when I would be there.
I would only be allowed at the house for a few days before returning to the Dojo a little
North of there...When I was 17 I attempted to run away from the Dojo I was staying at.
The Master there was, very lecherous.” Jin took a breath as if debating on telling Mugen
the rest. “He attempted to, anyway I ran. I made it to a secluded area and remained there
for two days. It was rainy but I did not care, it was freedom. On the third day one of those
cars pulled up. I know it was them, the men I had seen at home. They spoke very
professionally, but when I refused they became violent. They forced me to tell them why I
dared to leave like that. Me, being the idiot I am told them. Shortly after we returned to the
Dojo, the men taking me and the Master into a back bedroom. I had no idea what would
happen...but I never thought.” He paused closing his eyes. Mugen only continued to stare,
enthralled.

“They beat him very badly, making him confess his intentions. Then they...It was labeled
as an accident. But anyone who knew Master, knew he would never fall on his own
sword. But money buys reason I suppose. They kill for her, they dispose of anything that
is in her way...” Jin turned to look at Mugen, reaching out to take his hand. “They would
kill us all in an instant. Today I was so upset because I thought for sure they would kill
Yana, and find us. Please Mugen, I do not want another death on my hands...” The pale
one closed his eyes sorrowfully. Trying as hard as he could not to give into the tears
burning in his lungs. “Forgive me for what I have involved you all in.”

“Don’t be sorry.” Mugen leaned over, wiping the moisture from the silken eyelashes. “Just
let me take you upstairs.”

The pale one leaned against his love, nodding.

- - - - -

“It hurts...so badly.” Jin winced as he was laid down.

“I’m sorry babe, I knew it did.”

“I, I did not want to worry-”

“Shh, I’ll get ya something for the pain.” He got up and entered the bathroom.

“I did not want to show you, but my a-arms are bruised too.” He rolled his gi sleeves up to
reveal deep bruises on his elbows and forearms, where he fell.

“Let me see.” Mugen sat back down. “Mph...maybe you should stay in bed tomorrow? I
think today counts as overdoing it. Here, take this.”

The tan one helped him swallow the pill, holding the glass of water. “I am sorry you had
to got through so much trouble.” Jin lay down harshly.

“If you apologize again, I’m taping your mouth shut.” Mugen sat closer to him, smiling.

“Mugen, will you hold me, please? I am so...” He rolled to his side, clutching Mugen’s
leg, beginning to silently weep. “I t-though I would never see you a-again...”

Mugen looked down at the shaking, bruised arms grabbing him for dear life. “Jin.” He
leaned over, laying on his back. Holding him close. “I’m never leaving you. No asshole in
a suit with a gun is making me break that promise.”

//I know...but...//
“Why can they not just leave me alone?”

“I don’t know.”

He cried quietly for a few more minutes before becoming still. The slender hands
loosening their hold on Mugen’s flesh. The tan one sat up, careful not to move him.
//I love you.//

Mugen watched him carefully, holding him close. Realizing just how much he meant those
words for the first time. Taking in as much as he could of the smaller one, before falling
asleep himself.

- - - - -

“Jin?” Shigure knocked on Mugen’s door lightly, before stepping in. “Mugen told me to
make you eat. Him and Yana went to take care of a few things. I told them not to go, but
Mugen wore a hat. Heh, like no one could tell...” The redhead approached, getting no
response. “Jin?”

The pale one was laying on his back, groaning softly in pain. A cold sweat covering him.
His eyes were clenched shut and it appeared he was having trouble breathing.

“Shit, are you okay?!” Shigure sat on the bed beside him.

“...Eh?” Jin blinked, looking up through weak eyes. He took on a countenance of fear.
“Shi...gure?”

“Yeah, do you want me to call a doctor?”

“No!” He yelped, coughing. “Sorry, I do not, like them...” His eyes closed as he took a
deep breath. “I will be fine...I will get up...in a little while. Do not worry.” Jin smiled as
best he could.
//Please, they cannot know about this.//

“Right.” Shigure stood up, furrowing his brows in concern. “I’ll leave you alone then.”

“I am, so sorry....to have bothered...you. I am fine, really.”

Shigure turned leaving the room, heading down the hall to the bathroom.

- - - - -

Jin snapped awake when he felt something cold touch his neck.

“Shigure?!” He looked up, confused.

“Shh...you’re too sick to complain.” The red head ran the cold towel over the heated
throat. “You’re burning up.”

Jin closed his eyes. “Please...do not trouble...yourself.”
//Now you are using Mugen’s friends. Get up.//
He tried to move but found that impossible.

“Don’t. Just relax, you shouldn’t try to move.” Shigure dipped the cloth again into the
bowl, gently caressing his face.

The brunette sighed, taking a deep breath, laying against the bed in defeat. As much as he
wanted to get up, the redhead was making him feel better. Whenever he felt like this, it
was as if his blood was on fire. Shigure dipped the cloth a final time before wringing it
out, laying it on Jin’s forehead.

Slowly he opened his eyes. “Forgive me...this is...unexceptable.”

“Why? You’re not allowed to get sick? You said you had a cold and you’ve never taken
anything for it. Do you want me to call Mugen?”

“Please, do not tell him. I shall be okay in a little while.” It took nearly all of his energy to
make that sentence complete.

“But why?”

Jin looked up, pleading. “He does not need the burden. N-none...of you...” He began to
trail off some, eyelids fluttering.

“Okay, whatever you say. Just don’t try to talk. Breathe...”

He nodded, swallowing painfully.
//I am so sorry...//

- - - - -

“What’s up?” Mugen ran into the house, door clacking shut behind him.

“Shh, it took me forever to get him asleep. He looks really sick Mugen. He made me
promise not to tell you...”

“Heh, you did the right thing. He’s a hardass when he gets sick.” Mugen tried to appear
nonchalant, but inside he was panicking.

The redhead had called him as soon as Jin was sleeping.

“He’s got a fever, sounds like he’s wheezing too.”

“I’ll go check on him.”

- - - - -

An overwhelming sense of hunger pulled the dark eyes open. As he blinked, he sensed the
presence of others. Slowly sitting up, due to stiff muscles, he covered his mouth.
//What are they doing?!//

Sensing the movement, Mugen moaned, sitting up. Yawning loudly. “Jin, you’re awake.”

The sound of his voice awoke the other two sleeping forms. “Hey babe.” Yana opened his
eyes, smiling at him.

“What is going on?” Jin asked blushing, realizing he was only wearing boxers.

“Your fever was really bad last night, we were afraid to leave you.” Shigure sat up,
stretching.

“I am so sorry.” Pale hands pulled the sheet around himself. He blinked, noticing the
bruises were almost gone. “What? What happened to my bruises?”

“It’s been six days since that happened. They’re mostly gone. Are you okay now?”

“Six days?!” He gawked.

“Six and a half, really.” Yana added.

Jin covered his face. “Oh my God...I..I do not know how I let this happen. You must
forgive me, I probably caused such a problem...”

“I knew this would happen.” Mugen sighed, laying back down.

The other two followed suit. Jin blinked, looking at them. Sighing he lay back as well,
looking at the ceiling.
//They really didn’t mind?//
He startled a little as Yana’s hand began smoothing over his stomach. Subconsciously he
shifted, allowing the hand better access.

The room was steadily drifting back to sleep, until Jin’s stomach growled loudly. He
swiftly grabbed a pillow, covering his head.
//Baka.//

“You must be starved, it’s been almost a week.” Shigure trudged up, yawning.

He didn’t have the voice to complain, mortified. Yana rolled over, scooting up to lay in
bed next to him. Mugen well past falling asleep, snoring loudly.

“Come out from there...” The blonde whispered, prying the pillow off.

Jin closed his eyes, looking away. “I do not like becoming a burden.”

“No one said you were...”

“Thank you all. I have no idea how much you all have put up with.”

Yana lay his hand on the pale chest, trailing his finger down. “You know, you have a nice
build. No one ever says anything, you’ve trained well I can see. Saying those tight little
arms are sexy, is an understatement.”

Jin laughed nervously, shifting slightly as the hand reached his lower abdomen. Yana
leaned up and kissed the tense muscles. Jin arched his back somewhat.

The blonde laced his tongue in and out the smooth ridges. Kissing his naval like a mouth.
Jin lay against the bed, relaxing as he repeated his exotic kiss. Taking his free hand, Yana
ran his fingers up and down the thin calf, grasping the ankle once and again.

Before he realized it, Jin had opened his legs against the bed, and Yana was using his other
hand to pull the blue fabric down.

“B-but Yana, Mugen is right there.” He opened his eyes reluctantly.

“So?” The blonde pulled the rousing organ out, running his hand up it.

Taking a deep breath, Jin bit his lip as a hot mouth surrounded him. Clutching the bed.

“Uhh...”

Yana smiled as the hips began rocking with him. Sliding his tongue around the head,
collecting the small beads of nectar.

“Hhh...Yanagisawa...” He arched more, rising off the bed. “Mmm, d-do that again.”

The blonde obliged happily, as the pale one shivered and cooed.
//He’s catching on.//

Jin clutched the bed harder, feeling himself come closer to the edge. His eyes drifted to
Mugen and his blush deepened.
//Mugen//
The tan form was still sleeping peacefully.

Holding his breath, Yana began to perform fellatio; making sure to take in each millimeter.
Jin growled slightly, feeling his toes curl. Never had he felt anything so powerful,
concentrated. The way his throat was clenching around him.

“Yana!” The pale hips lifted as he felt the wave of euphoria crash into him.

He lay panting while the blonde continued to swallow and pull every ounce he had to
offer.

Jin melted against the bed, sighing contentedly. “Shimata...” A quiet, fluttery laugher
escaped his lips.

Yana sat up some, still licking him in slow feline strokes. “Did you like that sweetie?”

“Mmm.” The pale one covered his face with his hand. “You know I did.”

“Good.” He replaced the boxers carefully, crawling up to lay in his earlier position. “Sorry
to spring that on you, but for a while last night, I thought I’d never hear you whimper
again. I love the noises you make.”

“Yana...” Jin uncovered his face, turning to stare at the green gaze. “I am sorry I worried
you all like that.”

“Don’t be sorry dummy, just let us take care of you more. You deserve it. Take it easy,
‘kay babe?”

“Okay.” He lay his face against the warm broad chest.

“Now go to sleep.”

In a few short moments, the two were asleep. Shigure walked in with food; only to sigh,
turning back around.
//Those assholes.//

- - - - -

Jin stirred in the darkness, feeling a body pressed against his back, and an arm around his
waist. Sleepily he clutched the arm, pulling it closer.

“Mmmh...Yana, you do not have to lay with me all day.” He smiled, eyes closed.

“Who?” The voice laughed.

Immediately Jin sat up, blushing. “Mugen?!”

“Heh, having a good dream? Should I be jealous?”

“No, please, forgive m-”

“Shh, I’m kidding. It’s cute.” Mugen sleepily kissed the worried lips. Pulling the smaller
one down against his chest.

“Mugen, did I worry you badly?”

“A little. You looked worse than last time you went to the hospital.”

“All they do there is poke me with needles and make me sleep. Nothing I cannot do here.”

“What kinda shots?”

Jin sighed. “I...do not know.”

“How do you feel?” Mugen held his lips against the pale forehead, happy to not feel a
fever there anymore.

“Just tired, but a lot better. The last thing I remember was you laying on me the night I
fell.”

“You were talking, while you were sick. Your fever was very high.”

Jin paled, staring at Mugen’s eyes. “What did I say?”

The tan one sat up, looking at his hands.

“Mugen?” Jin sat up as well, pulling the sheet around him.

“Is it true? Did she...rape you?”

Jin gasped, covering his mouth as he shut his eyes.
//No.//

“I want to believe it was a hallucination...but...please, tell me.” He turned, placing his
hands on the thin shoulders.

“I, I did not think you needed to know.” His eyes refused to look up.

“What happened? Was it one time, or...”

“I should not speak of it.” He bit his lip.

“Jin, no one else heard. Please?” The tan arms encircled him, pulling the shaking form to
his chest.

“...it...was a regular thing, until she became ill.” He took a deep breath. “It started when I
came to live with them. Father was bad off...she, she said it was my responsibility as his
son...”

Mugen frowned, stroking the bed flattened hair calmly.

“It always felt wrong. I never wanted it. If I refused she would strike me...I could have
stopped her, but-”

“I know you would never hit her.”

“Heh, you must think I am pathetic.”

“No. It was sick, Jin. She had no fucking right to force you to do that.”

“It was an endless cycle. She would do as she wished, I would become exhausted. Dojo
work and classes filled any other time. Eventually I would collapse and go to the hospital.
As soon as she was able, she would return.”

“I’m so sorry.” Mugen held him tighter.

“Even if I was forced into orgasm, I never enjoyed it, I swear.” He pulled back, looking
deep into Mugens concerned gaze. “It sickened me that I could not control it. No one has
ever made me feel like you have...I never imagined I would ever enjoy the act again,
before I met you.”

“I know.”

“I love you Mugen. You saved my life so many times...I can never thank you or love you
enough to be equivalent.” Jin wrapped his arms tightly around Mugen’s waist. “I am so
sorry I came with so much baggage. I swear one day I will cause you no problems.”

“Jin, you have never been a problem. And someday, I’m gonna make you believe that. No
one’s gonna send you away if you cause trouble. Being sick is not trouble, it’s something
you have no control of.”

“Yes.”
//How does he know?//

“All that matters to me is you getting what you want. That’s hard when you try so hard not
to need anything.”

“I only need you, Mugen.”

“Heh, that’s cute, but I think food and water play a part too.”

Jin blushed a little. “Yes.”

“So, what do you want?” Mugen let go, leaning back.

“An entire box of doughnuts?” He looked away shyly, fidgeting with the sheet.

Mugen laughed a little. “That’s do-able. I’ll be right back...What kind?”

Suddenly he felt very stupid, but smiled anyway. “Powdered...”

“’Kay, I’ll be back. There’s towels in there if you wanna take a shower. I’ll get Yana to
fix your hair today too.”

“Thank you.”

As Mugen left, Jin lay back down, covering his head with a pillow.
//What are you thinking? But...they say it’s okay...//
Deciding his mind wasn’t a good person to talk to, he got up and headed for the bathroom.

- - - - -

The pale one walked out of the shower clad only in a towel, using another to dry his hair.

“Mugen!...You startled me.” He gasped, seeing the tan one on the bed smiling.

“Sorry, couldn’t help myself. I have fond memories of you in the shower...Here.” He held
up a box of powdered doughnuts.

Jin blushed a little, setting the other towel down. “Thank you.”

Making his way to a chair, he stood behind it, putting his hakama on. The smooth flesh of
his legs shown through the side slits.

“Sexy...” Mugen scooted over, allowing Jin to crawl into place.

“Hardly...I am going back to sleep.” His hands carefully dismantled the white box.

“Out of everything in the world, that’s all you wanted?”

“So?” His eyes stayed focused as he bit into the powdery confection. Resisting the urge to
pant.

“Nothing, it’s cute.”

Upon the second bite in, he could not resist and cooed slightly.

“Dear God, you can’t be human. You’re too beautiful...sexy little powdery angel.” Mugen
himself couldn’t resist his own urge. Leaning in to kiss the powdery lips.

Jin moaned, leaning his head to the side to give better access.
//Mmm, you taste far better than these.//

“Sorry.” Mugen wiped his mouth. “You finish...” He sat back, allowing the blushing form
to return to eating.

“Heh.” Jin wiped his own lips. “Where is everyone?”

“Yana went to work, he said he’d get the dye on the way home. Shishi got the doughnuts
and went on in too.”

“So, we are alone?” His eyes widened.

“Yep.”

Suddenly Jin jumped up, wrapping his arms around Mugen’s neck.

“Wha-” The shocked one was cut off by soft lips.

“Mmm, I have wished to be alone with you since we arrived.” Jin spoke huskily and slow.

“Heh, you sure you’re supposed to have sugar?” Mugen sat the white box aside, laying the
pale one down on the bed. Slowly he began kissing him, positioning over top of him.

Smiling he sat up, taking each powdery finger into his mouth.

“Mugen...I have missed you so much.” Lust filled onyx eyes watched carefully.

Mugen smiled larger, as he felt something awakening beneath him. “I can tell.”

“Heh.”
//You have no idea.//

“What do you wanna do? Your choice, remember?”

Biting his lip a little, the pale one sat up. Placing his hands on Mugen’s chest. Telling him
wordlessly to lay back. Not sure where this was going, the tan one obeyed. His thoughts
cleared up when Jin began to pull down his shorts.

“Wait, I want this to be something for you.”

“This is for me.” Jin smiled in an almost evil way, returning to his task.

Just seeing the shy one like this was enough to make him keep quiet. His eyes shot shut
when he felt Jin’s mouth on his head.

“Kuso...”

//Mugen, you have been ignored. I’ve done so much with Yanagisawa.//
Blushing, he took a little more in. Thrilled at the soft moans coming from the tan one.
Remembering earlier, he ran his tongue around the small slit. Shivering from the salty
taste.

“Shit...Jin...”

His hand came up to play with his loves balls, as another reached up his shirt to tease a
nipple.

Mugen almost laughed.
//Where did he learn this?//

The tan hips bucked and Jin moaned as Mugen’s hand clutched his hair.
//That’s right, I love you Mugen.//
He began to suck harder, running his tongue up and down the underside. Not being able to
help himself, his hand moved from Mugen’s balls to slide down his hakama. Another
moan caused Mugen to arch his back, growling low.

“Oh damn...” The tan one grabbed the hair tighter as his body began to rise. Closing his
eyes he exploded blissfully, hearing Jin moan loudly as he swallowed.

“M-mugen...” He panted, resting his head on the darker stomach.

“Fuck, where did that come from?” Mugen laughed, pulling him up next to him. Blinking
the at the wet spot on the hakama. “Did you...”

Jin nodded, laying comfortably in the man’s embrace.

“You’re amazing...”

- - - - -

END CHAPTER EIGHT - PART ONE

((Looks like I can’t make it through a story without raping Jin, heh. ^_^ Don’t worry,
updates are going to be more frequent; it’s just been hella busy. Thank you to everyone
who has stuck with this story; despite my slow, floor scrubbing ass. Domo! Oh, if I don’t
get to update by then, Happy Year of the Dog!))