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仁義	By : Kimmimaru Category: Gravitation > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, the characters or settings and of course i make no money from writing this.

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A/N: Quick note: Italics in this chapter are meant to be when the characters are speaking in English...it's the only way I can distinguish as the story its self is in English...so hope that's not confusing! So, enjoy...

Chapter 8: Shiranu ga hotoke (Ignorance is bliss)

Shuichi watched from a corner as Seguchi interrogated the man. He was a member of the Chinese mafia and had been trying to steal business away from Tohma's group, they had kidnapped him to find out if there were any more spies within their own ranks but the man wasn't talking. The interrogation soon turned violent and Shuichi found himself feeling afraid.

Yuki watched from where he leant casually against a wall, his cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. He stayed close to Shuichi, he didn't trust the man in the chair, even if he was tied down he may still escape and he didn't want to put his boyfriend at risk. He saw Shuichi shudder and cover his head in his arms when Tohma began making the man scream. He stepped to his boyfriend's side and crouched beside him. "If it's too much, leave." He said softly, his eyes still on the tortured Chinese man.

Shuichi swallowed and looked at Yuki, his eyes wide and fearful. "B-but...Seguchi-san..."

"I'll tell him. You go, while they're distracted." He glanced to Shuichi who stood slowly and began shuffling toward the door. Suddenly he grabbed the boy and pulled him into his lap, Shuichi stared up at him, pink hair tangled in his eyes and he looked slightly surprised but happy. "Promise me something..."

"Anything."

"Don't breathe a word of what really happens here. Not to anyone! If you do then...I can't protect you. Do you understand?"

Shuichi nodded and leaned up to place a sweet kiss on Yuki's cheek. "I know, Yuki." He smiled slightly but winced when the victims screams became too much.

"Go." Yuki whispered and let him stand. Shuichi scuttled out the door which closed silently behind him. Tohma turned when he felt the door close and he turned to Yuki and raised an eyebrow. "He won't say anything." He said with certainty.

"If you say so, Eiri-kun." Tohma muttered, he wiped blood from his hands on a cloth that had been handed to him by Sakano. "Well, for now I am tired and we are getting nowhere with this. I will go to the hospital to see Ryuichi, then I will return home."

"Yes sir, I will get the car." Sakano said and bowed low.

"Very good, Sakano-san." Tohma replied and ran fingers through his hair with a sigh. "Oh and put guards on the doors, I want no one to get in or out. No matter what we must not lose him." He jerked his thumb in the direction of the prisoner.

"No worries boss, I won't let anything happen to the bastard!" K said with a grin.

"Well then...I guess I will see you all tomorrow." Tohma muttered and opened the door, he stepped into the hall and sighed heavily. As he walked away he rubbed his tired eyes, Ch'en was harder to break than he had first anticipated and he was exhausted, especially when his thoughts were elsewhere. He wanted to make sure Ryuichi was alright, he needed to check on him before he finally went home.

He reached the hospital in good time and was allowed to see Ryuichi. When he entered the room he could see the small figure of his friend curled up and wrapped in blankets, his brunet hair poked up over the top but Tohma knew he would be awake, Ryuichi woke as soon as there was movement in the room.

"Mmm...Tohma?" Ryuichi pulled down the blanket so that Tohma could see his eyes peering at him owlishly.

"How are you feeling?" Tohma asked as he sat beside the bed.

"'m good." Ryuichi yawned and sighed. His eyes slid closed and he smiled. "Glad you came...was worried..."

"I'm fine. Ch'en is securely ensconced in our holding cell and K-san's guarding him."

"Good." Ryuichi snuggled deeper into the blankets and his eyes half opened. "You smell like blood...and you're nails are covered in it...there's some in your hair too..."

Tohma looked surprised for a minute before recovering. Ryuichi had an eye for little details, most would overlook the slight pinkish tinge in his hair and they would never notice the dark stains under his fingernails. "Of course, I haven't been home yet."

Ryuichi nodded slowly. "I was dreaming." He whispered, his eyes never leaving Tohma's. "About us."

"Ryuichi..." Tohma warned his own eyes going cold.

"I know." He replied with a smile. "I won't mention it again."

"Good."

Ryuichi struggled into a sitting position and Tohma tried to push him back down but he was having none of it. Tohma's fingers ended up underneath the hem of his top, he could feel the ridge of scar tissue. Slowly he traced the marks with his finger, Ryuichi shivered under his touch and looked up at him. "Tohma?" He said softly, his head cocked to one side.

"I...I did this, didn't I?" Tohma asked, he lifted Ryuichi's top and looked down at the scars. He could hardly remember doing it, but he had come to his senses covered in Ryuichi's blood and freaked completely.

"Yeah, but it's fine. You can do whatever you want to me, you know that." The brunette smiled and took Tohma's fingers in his hand and smiled. "I promised to do whatever you asked me to, I promised to obey every single order. I will stick by the word on my back...words you carved with your own hands..." he lifted Tohma's fingers to his lips and kissed them. "I am yours."

Tohma closed his eyes tightly and sat on the bed with a sigh. "I'm sorry..." he whispered.

"What for?"

"For...dragging you into my sadistic world...for allowing you to throw away your own sense of worth...for being a monster."

Ryuichi laughed. "That's a new one. Is the great Seguchi Tohma growing a conscience? Look, it was my choice to throw everything away for you. I was the one who decided to give you everything. My heart, body and soul are always yours...stop blaming yourself for something I did. I'm a big boy now, I can make my own decisions."

Shuichi walked back to the apartment he shared with Yuki, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked slowly, his mind filled with horrible screams, echoes from the Chinese man. Covering his hair was a baseball cap and he had sunglasses on to perfect his disguise, never again would he risk going anywhere without some kind of disguise, not after he had been tricked by Aizawa. He shivered as he remembered being pinned down and gang raped, the memories still haunted him but he never spoke of it to anyone. He would never make people worry, he didn't want to become a burden to Yuki. He paused as he passed a shop window and found himself staring at his own reflection, he reached out and pressed his finger tips to the glass. He was attractive, he knew that, not in any arrogant way but it was a fact that many had pointed out to him. He was also talented, he had to be. But, he was nothing compared to Yuki, the man was gorgeous. His yellow hair made was eye catching, and his whole manner screamed sex god. The only person who was on a par with Yuki was Sakuma Ryuichi. Shuichi sighed and moved on, he lifted the cap and scratched his head as his mind wandered. He was too absorbed in thoughts of his lover, he didn't see the shadows following him, he didn't notice as they drew close. All of sudden he was dragged off his feet. Hands grabbed him and his hat fell to the floor. Two men wearing dark suits held him tightly as he tried to struggle, they dragged him roughly into an alley and something suffocating was shoved over his nose and mouth. His senses were filled with an awful chemically smell and he felt darkness encroach on his brain. Finally he collapsed with a muffled groan and went limp.

His eyes opened slowly, the world took too long to come into focus and he could see dark blurry shapes and hear whispers.

"Wow, hey...he's really cute!"

"Is this the author's toy?"

"Seems like it...you're right..." Shuichi felt cold hands on his face as his head was turned roughly from one side to another. "He's a really nice piece of ass..."

"Oi, oi! You better think twice before putting your dirty mitts on the prize! Boss'll have your nuts."

"Heh, boss aint here is he?"

Shuichi blinked slowly as his vision returned. He could feel something stuffed down his throat and his hands and feet were bound so tightly he couldn't feel them. He groaned softly and felt himself slip sideways down the wall, someone caught him and pushed him back into a sitting position. He found himself looking up into the cold eyes of a man of Chinese descent. And suddenly everything clicked. He realised he had been captured by the Mafia. His eyes widened and he whimpered, a pathetic sound that was muffled by the wad of cloth that had been forced down his throat.

"Well hello..." the man said with a grin. "You awake?"

"Has he come round?" Another man appeared in Shuichi's line of sight and he tried to wiggle away but was held still. "Look at those eyes!" The man hissed softly to himself.

"I know, he's very cute."

"So...we just have him to exchange for the Boss?"

"Yeah, he's our hostage."

"So...uh...as long as he's alive...we can do whatever we want?"

The men grinned at each other. Shuichi tried to wriggle away again but only succeeded in falling sideways, the men chuckled and dragged him to the centre of the room. Shuichi began shaking his head, he fought as best he could but they managed to tear his clothes off of him. He was forced onto his back and the men stared down at him hungrily. "Hey, get rid of his gag...I wanna here his screams..." His gag was torn from him.

"N-no...please...stop..." He whimpered. "Please..." He looked up into their dark, lust filled eyes and knew no amount of pleading would make them stop. He had seen those eyes before. He knew fighting was pointless, he knew all it would earn him was pain so he swallowed his fear and closed his eyes. "J-just...be gentle." He whispered. "I'm sorry...Yuki." he sobbed.

Hands gripped him and held him still, not that there was any need. Shuichi let them have their way with him, he ignored the sharp pain and the harsh feeling of their skin as they grabbed at his hair, dug their nails into his skin and violated him repeatedly. He closed his eyes and thought of Yuki. The way his golden hair spread across the pillows in the morning, when Shuichi would wake up early just to watch his boyfriend sleep. He ignored the tears that flowed slowly down his face as he was raped for the second time in his short life. Except this time, he wasn't protecting Yuki. This time he had nothing to help him through it. He stifled a sob as teeth buried themselves into the skin of his throat. He felt hot breath in his ear and his body was wracked with pain. "F-forgive me..." He whispered to himself. "Yuki."

XXX

Yuki burst into the office. The doors slammed into the walls and everyone inside looked up. "Where the fuck is he, Seguchi?" Yuki hissed as he stormed up to the president's desk, he slammed his hands down onto it and glared at Tohma.

"We...have no idea where he is being held at the mom..." His eyes widened as he was dragged up by the lapels of his jacket and brought within an inch of Eiri's furious face.

"Fuck your excuses!" he spat angrily. His golden eyes shone and were narrowed into two slits. "I want to know where he is, now!"

"Yuki-san! Please, calm yourself..." Sakano began.

"Shut the fuck up! This is Seguchi's fault! If he hadn't kept the brat safely away from that bastard's eyes...none of this would have happened!"

"Eiri-kun." Tohma said softly, but his voice weighed as much as lead. "I understand how you are feeling, however, this kind of rough behaviour will help no one. Please, unhand me."

Yuki dropped the president. "Che." He turned his back with his hands clenched into fists at his sides. "You better be coming up with a plan to hunt them down, Seguchi."

"Of course he is."

Everyone glanced around at the voice, it was dark and sinister, and no one seemed to be able to pin point where it came from. Yuki felt something cold being pressed against his throat and he froze, hot breath caressed his ear and he heard a soft evil laugh. "Sakuma..." he breathed.

"Yup. And, this is just a warning, Yuki...but if you so much as lay a single finger on our Oyabun again I will make sure you see heaven before your time...do we have an understanding?"

"Ryuichi!" Tohma's voice cut through the air like a knife.

The singer assassin stepped back at the command. He watched as Yuki turned with a glare, his hands dropping to his belt where a gun would normally be holstered.

"Leave it!" Tohma hissed, the tension in the room was almost palatable. He spoke to Ryuichi like a man would a dog. Ryuichi stepped back and the knife in his fingers disappeared, he glared one last time at Yuki before stepping away until he stood beside Tohma. The blond sighed and leaned on his desk. "Eiri-kun, I understand your feelings but we cannot make any rash moves. We honestly have no idea how far they have infiltrated into our family, and until we know for sure any movements on our part will be reported back to the enemy! Please, have patience...I will do whatever I can to return the..." He paused and frowned down at his hands angrily. "The...boy, to your side."

"You better do." Yuki said angrily.

"Yuki-san! How dare you speak to Shacho like that!" Sakano said in a horrified voice. "He has been nothing but good to you! Why would you..."

"Sakano-san, please leave it alone." Tohma said in a voice that seemed filled with exhaustion. "I deserve it."

Ryuichi pulled himself onto Tohma's desk, so he sat with his legs crossed. He got out a knife and began cleaning his nails calmly. "No you don't." He muttered. "No one should get away with speaking like that to you...if it were anyone else you'd punish them."

"True..." Someone muttered from a corner. Yuki looked over and saw Noriko sitting in the sofa, she was smoking and wearing a very short skirt with a colourful blouse and heels that looked more like daggers.

"Look, that's not the point I..."

Ryuichi interrupted Tohma by suddenly stiffening, his eyes were glued to the door and he slid silently from the table and moved to Tohma's side. Before anyone could ask what was happening the door opened and a dagger flew from Ryuichi's fingers. "Shit!" The visitor squeaked and everyone blinked at the boy cowering in the doorway, his long hair missing a sizable chunk. His eyes were squeezed shut and his arms covered his head.

"Nakano...san?" Tohma said slowly.

The boy opened one eye and slowly looked up at the door where the dragon engraved knife had buried itself up to its hilt in the wood. "Oh..." he whispered.

"Ah! Sorry about that!" Ryuichi said and moved to the terrified young man. "Nakano-kun...you shouldn't just burst in on people like that." He said and retrieved his weapon. Hiro stood and rubbed his head with an embarrassed grin.

"Uh...no, it was my fault...I...just kinda barged in..."

"Well, what brings you here?" Tohma said, immediately slipping into the role of company president.

Hiro stood straight and looked Tohma directly in the eyes, his own were dark and very serious. "Please, sir, let me come with you when you go to free Shuichi." He said suddenly. Everyone looked surprised, a small snort of laughter escaped Yuki but he was ignored. Hiro's hands tightened into fists at his sides and he bowed low. "Please, I beg you! Let me help! He's my best friend! I can't just sit back and wait!" He felt nervous with all the eyes trained on him but he had made his decision when he had overheard the conversation. He would help his friend, even if it meant risking how own life and getting involved with gangsters. Because it wasn't Shuichi's fault, he had just been at the wrong place at the wrong time and accidently seen too much. The pink haired singer had suddenly confessed everything after he had overheard Tohma and Ryuichi's talk, he had broken down into tears of fear and Hiro had promised him that he would help him.

"Aw, Tohma...you're not seriously gunna let someone that devoted slip through your fingers are you? I'd snatch him up in a second..." Ryuichi said, his eyes boring holes into Hiro who risked raising his head a little to give the singer a confused look. Ryuichi laughed. "Look at that face...he's kinda cute when he's begging..."

"Well...maybe more hands would help but..." Tohma looked reluctant but Ryuichi nudged him gently in the side.

"Come on Tohma...can't you see that determination? He's got guts, ne?"

"Hmmm...yes, alright. I will allow it this once. However, Nakano-san, do not expect us to put ourselves out for your safety. You must look after yourself."

Hiro grinned and straightened. "Of course, boss."
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