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. |
AN: This time, the italics are the bits spoken from the other end of a phone. :)
Chapter 9: Kagayaku yoroi no kishi (knight in shining Armour)
Shuichi felt their fingers in his mouth, in his hair, all over his body and he cried out again. Pain shot through him as his kidnappers roughly forced themselves deeper inside him. His voice was cracked from his shouts, but no one heard him. No one could hear his pleas and desperate gasps of pain. His body was slick with sweat and he had small scratches covering his skin, he was on all fours, his fingers clutching at his shirt which had been ripped from him. They were nothing like Yuki, who was rough but in a way that made him feel good, he was far from enjoying himself. His cries grew louder and he felt scolding liquid pump into him, his fingers tightened on the ruined piece of cloth and he tensed feeling the heat fill him, but it wasn't Yuki. It wasn't supposed to be like this. "Oh god...Yuki!" he cried. "HELP ME!" Tears flowed down his cheeks and he felt someone drag him onto his back and slap him roughly around the face.
"It's not very sexy to hear another person's name from your lips!" His rapist hissed furiously.
Shuichi hissed air through his teeth. "Fuck you!" He shouted and struggled violently.
A hand descended across his face again and he let his head fall to the side, where he lay still gasping and panting. He closed his eyes and began preying that Yuki would come to his rescue. He had to! Otherwise he didn't know what he would do...
Yuki stood in the office, he was impatient. He had to know where his little Shuichi was! But, he had no choice but to be patient, even though he wasn't a patient man. Tohma and the others were standing around the desk that had a map spread across it, they were speaking quietly and pointing every now and again. K was stood beside where Yuki was crouched by the door, both were ready to move at a moment's notice.
Suddenly the phone rang making Yuki leap to his feet, his hand dropping automatically to his belt before he remembered he didn't have his weapons on him. Tohma stared at the phone before picking it up, he brought it to his ear and closed his eyes. "Hello?"
"Seguchi-san? There's a call for you from an unknown number on line one, it's from outside."
"Ok, please patch it through." After the click and beep Tohma cleared his throat. "Hello, this Seguchi Tohma's office."
"Good evening Seguchi-san."
Tohma's eyes opened and he quickly put the phone on speaker. "May I ask who is speaking?"
"I think you may have an idea. For now, my name doesn't matter. What is important is that you know I have a certain...boy in my care."
"What do you mean sir?" Tohma was the epitome of civility.
"Ha, don't play coy with me. You're missing a member of your group, a certain pink haired musician...and we have him."
Yuki felt rage threaten to obscure everything. He lunged toward the phone and pushed his way through the small group of people. He felt someone grab him and he stopped as Tohma shook his head. "Please tell me, how do we know you have him? How can we even be sure he's alive if you do? I want to speak to him." Tohma asked politely.
The man on the other end laughed. "He's...busy for now...but I can let you hear him..." The line went fuzzy for a moment before the room was suddenly filled with loud cries.
"No! S-stop...That hurts...ow! Please...don't...n-not there! Ahhh! Y-Yukiiiii!" The cries faded and Yuki's eyes went wide, he yanked himself free of the people who held him and practically shouted down at the phone.
"Bastard! If you hurt him...I swear on my life I will hunt you down to the ends of the Earth and kill you in such a way you'd wish you'd been sent to hell, you fucking prick!" His body shook as he spoke and his eyes glittered with fury.
The disembodied voice laughed softly in response. "Then, we must make a deal. Your boy for our boss, understand?"
"I understand." Tohma said softly.
"Hmm, good. The back of Ten gēto, Kabukichō, three o'clock...don't be late, Shacho or things will get bloody."
The line went dead and Tohma slowly raised his head, his eyes scanned his closest men. "Get ready." He ordered and everyone nodded.
Shuichi was dragged up and dressed badly, his torn shirt was shoved onto his bruised body and his trousers dragged over his hips, the buttons had broken and the zipper had come off so they wouldn't do up. He had no idea where they were taking him but he didn't want to know. His arms were bound at his back and he was dragged into the cool night air before being shoved roughly into the back of a black foreign car. He slumped into the seat as men climbed in beside him. He couldn't move without being in pain, and being sat down hurt worse than he had ever thought it could. He wished he could feel Yuki's arms around him again, he would do anything to just feel that warmth one last time. His face was wet with tears and it hurt from its rough treatment, the rope burned against his wrists but he sighed and let his eyes close as his head rested against the window. "Yuki." He whispered.
The journey was surprisingly short and when they reached their destination Tohma climbed out of the car followed by Yuki, K, Hiro and Ryuichi. They stood outside a large hostess bar, owned by Tohma himself and the name was highlighted by bright lights and elegant script announced boldly; Ten gēto! Tohma turned to his entourage and gave Ryuichi a quick nod, the singer was dressed entirely in black again and he smiled before lifting his mask over his face and fading into the shadows. Everyone else followed Tohma into the bar.
They walked in through the doors and were greeted by a woman in an elaborate Kimono, she bowed low and as she rose Tohma removed his hat. Her eyes went wide. "Seguchi-sama!" She gasped and lowered her head again. "What can I help you with?"
"We are expecting guests, please let us use the back room, mama-san." He replied softly, so as not to alarm the women or customers. The woman bowed again and ushered them through the club, all around them were tables and chairs filled with women and salary men, all seeming to have a good time. The laughter seemed to mock the gravity of the situation. The room at the back was large but sparsely furnished, Tohma rarely used this room but when he did it was reserved for very important situations. The decoration was rich and sumptuous, the furniture made up of dark wood and soft cloth. Once they were seated the woman bowed out the room after Tohma had asked her not to come anywhere near them when the guests arrived.
The men arrived promptly and seated themselves opposite the other group. There was tense silence a moment before one of Ch'en's men spoke. "Where is our boss?"
Tohma raised an eyebrow. "Well, I assume this means pleasantries are of little consequence..." he slowly lifted his Choko to his lips and sipped the sake. His cold blue eyes never left the men before him, he noticed one of them dip his eyes. They were nervous. They couldn't be sure how desperately Tohma wanted the little pink haired boy back, and in all honesty the kid could be sold into prostitution for all he cared but Yuki wanted him back, and whatever Yuki wanted Tohma would give. "I understand your impatience, however, when you are polite, others think they are wearing flowers."
"We just wanna now where our boss is so we can give back the brat." The man said irritably.
Tohma sighed and gently replaced his cup on the table. "Then, we have little to discuss." He lifted his hand and Sakano entered dragging a rather beaten looking man behind him, he threw him to his knees at Tohma's side. "Is this what you want?"
"Boss!" the man said and went to stand, there was a click and his eyes shot up to stare into the barrel of a gun. The man wielding it was blond and he looked furious.
"Where is Shuichi?" Yuki hissed and pressed the gun to the man's temple.
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, Wu-san." Tohma said softly.
"H-how...?" The man stuttered.
"Oh, we managed to extract enough information from Ch'en-san to at least get your names."
Wu swallowed and glanced at the man to his right who stood and disappeared. There was silence for a moment and the only sounds were the music still playing in the club and Tohma drinking slowly. The doors opened again and the man returned pulling a bound and gagged Shuichi along, he dropped the boy at Yuki's feet and he grabbed him. He pulled the gag out and held him close. "Yuki!" Shuichi cried and snuggled into the man's warmth. "I-I'm so glad! I-I was scared..."
"Shh, it's alright now...just come here.." Yuki pulled him away from the Chinese men who stood and moved to take their Boss back. Tohma stood slowly, his hat hiding his eyes and his fingers moved. A gun seemed to appear in his hand from nowhere and there was a sudden bang. Shuichi squeaked and the Chinese looked stunned.
"There, now that's over we can get on with the real business here." Tohma said, the smoking gun still held in his hand. Ch'en's corpse slumped and lay in a pool of his own blood.
"You bastard!" Wu shouted. "How dare you! We had a deal!" as quick as lightening his hand dipped into his own pocket and he withdrew a gun of his own, there was another loud bang and blood painted Yuki's cheek before pain ripped through his side. We gasped and relaxed his grip on Shuichi. When he looked down into the little singers face he felt his world swim. Shuichi's face was white. His eyes shining and his hands pressed into his stomach. He gasped in a breath and choked on it, blood poured from his lips.
"Sh...Shu...ichi?" Yuki's voice was low. There was silence in the room. He could feel blood dripping from his fingers as he held his boyfriend.
"Y-Yuki..." Shuichi gasped, pain echoed in his eyes and he winced slightly as Yuki suddenly increased the pressure on his wound.
Then, the room exploded in violence.
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