Author's note: Here's another Gravitation fan fiction that I hope you might enjoy. Gravitation is not mine and I just borrowed the characters for this fiction. If you don't like Yaoi or BL, this is not your cup of tea, don't read this and hyperventilate from all the hard Yaoi reeking out of this fiction. This got nothing to do with the original Gravitation manga series nor the Gravitation Ex, the characters are only culled from Gravitation, but only their names are borrowed. The story is original. Oh, incidentally, if your gonna comment on the grammar, I don't have a beta reader, and writing only for leisure not for an award winning piece, so forgive me, and yes, please, pretty please, check yours first before commenting on mine. This is made for the love of Gravitation and nothing else. So enjoy.
I rolled over to my side so I won't lay down on my wounds on my other arm, Tohma is in a good mood today, he just used the belt and not the whip. I was left alone after he kicked me in the stomach. Darn that Hiro, told him to let me know if Tohma is back in town. Tsk…who cares, its over and done with, nothing I can do about it now. I must have passed out again when I felt someone was shaking me awake, it's the boy, Suguru.
"Yuki san, please, you've got to eat before Tohma get's back. He just went to check his bar in the other town." Suguru was saying, urging me to get up.
It took awhile before his words registered. How long had I been in this room? How long did Tohma planned to punish me? I got up with Suguru's help, he's got congee and some sweet buns, I devoured them hungrily. Almost choked on them when I was in a hurry to get it all down.
"Slow down, Yuki, or you will choke to death, you still got an hour before Tohma gets back. Better get some strength, I heard that he will check on you when he gets back." Suguru said, gently, he was looking at their fallen hero.
Tohma was pretty clever in holding up Hiro, so he knew that Yuki was trying to slipped out and get Hiro's brother. Tohma was eyeing Hiro's brother as a new recruit, and Yuki was trying to get to him before Tohma finds him. And Yuki did got Hiro's brother out and now in a safe place, Tohma wasn't supposed to find out, but he detained Hiro and found out it was Yuki who got the brother out, so here he is now, punished for his slipped up.
I almost cried when I saw Yuki wince when he accidentally touched his cut lip. I showed him my palm and he hugged me gratefully, sleeping pills, it's his only escape from Tohma's more abuse, if he sees that Yuki's still out, he will leave him alone till he regains consciousness. If Yuki took the pills, he would have time to recover from his wounds before Tohma abuse him again.
"Don't eat too much, Yuki. I will give you some more when you wake up tomorrow while Tohma goes to his office." Suguru said, wiping Yuki's lips carefully from crumbs. Yuki drank the pills and laid down.
Yuki let out a tired sigh, "Thank you, Sugu kun." He said, before closing his eyes. The boy nodded, checked the room if there's any evidence he's been there. He wiped the sweat from Yuki's brows and covered him with a blanket and went out of the room.
I dreamt a dreamless sleep, and for the first time in my entire life, finally rested.
How did I end up this way? How did I end up being someone else's lap dog? This has been the life I knew since I was thirteen years old. Tohma was my father's best friend. I've always thought he was a kind man, not like my father who is always trying to get me to do things I'm never been interested in. So when my father died, and my mother left with my other siblings, I was adopted by Tohma Seguchi.
Life wasn't like this before, we were happy then, I went to school, and he bought me stuff I like. Tohma Seguchi was the ideal father I've always wanted, he was caring and kind, well, that was first impression then. If only I would have known that he's got a purpose for this education he put me through, all those career courses he wants me to enroll in, to be a fine gentleman in the society. If I only knew the only purpose he had to be doing all these things, would be a payback later on, that there's a catch for every nice and glittery things he's giving me.
They've often say am a good-looking boy then, I don't look Japanese, my golden hair and light eyes, am exotic to my race. A step up, a cut above from the rest. Plus the manner and breeding of a boy who was educated from an exclusive school, private tutors for languages and other skills, special teachers for manners and social etiquette. It never crossed my mind that I was being groomed to be the high price escort, that my clientele would be diplomats and dignitaries. No small time clients for Tohma's golden boy.
When I turned 15, I was tall for my age, and this was when people often gives me a second look whenever they pass me on the street, they often say I looked like a model, a so refined looking young man, if only they knew that the only thing clean in my appearance are the clothes I wear, underneath the fabric, is a battered, abused and used body of a high class call boy. On my fifteenth birthday, Tohma sodomized me and taught all the tricks there is to know in pleasing another body in bed. For a price, I can be hired to accompany people to parties and social gathering, I can carry conversation with a few other nationalities, am fluent in English, French, Italian, Spanish, Chinese and German. I know all the works of Mozart and can quote a passage or line from Shakespeare. But all of these, came with a price. I am the price. My body and even my soul. Night after night, with all the women, men, and boys who shares my bed, they've known every nook and cranny of my body. That they've known everything about me, that sometimes I wonder who I really am. I can escape, I can run away. But I got others who were defending on me. No, not my family. To them, am already dead. But other people who I really call my family now, the boy, Suguru, he's barely nineteen, and with me in this house, he is spared from turning tricks and just be a butler and assistant around the house. The other one is Hiro, a year older than Suguru, he was a high school dropped out when Tohma found him in the street. I was already too late, Tohma had already broke in the boy but with me as his senior, I can picked the ones that I know won't abuse the boy and just play with him or just make him do light stuff and not beat him up like some sadist out there, who likes kinky and torture stuff.
Tohma was drunk when he got back, Suguru prayed that Yuki was already fast asleep when their pimp walked in the younger man's room.
"How's my little princess?" Tohma asked seductively, looking at the young man sleeping in bed. He turned on the night lamp to check on Yuki closer.
He unbuttoned the boy's shirt, touching skin, wincing a bit when he saw the cuts he gave him. He grabbed him, waiting for a reaction, Yuki didn't move.
Tohma tapped his face lightly, "Wake up, princess. Daddy's home." Tohma said, licking Yuki's face. No reaction. He checked Yuki's forehead, he's got a nasty cut there where the buckle of the belt made contact.
Tohma was worried now, he must have tortured him so hard that he passed out. "Boy, come in here!" he called out to Suguru. Suguru meekly peered by the door.
"Hai, Tohma sama." He said.
"Get the first aid kit and attend to your master Yuki, clean him up and put some fresh clothes on him." He ordered, a bit pissed that he won't be getting any tonight.
Suguru turned around quickly hiding his smile and joy that he spared Yuki one night of torture and abuse.
When Suguru rushed back with everything, Tohma caught the smile on his lips.
"No funny stuff, don't you dare touch my boy, I would know if you've done something to Yuki." Tohma warned, and kissed Yuki on the lips before standing up.
Suguru almost hurled at the idea of him doing something to Yuki, he considered Yuki as an older brother he never had, he never, even in his wildest imagination do something like that Yuki. Yuki is a handsome man, but he is not like this sadist that he calls himself Yuki's father.
I woke up to the soft padding of someone's feet walking in my bedroom, I closed my eyes, still feeling heavy and drowsy. I felt a cold but cool hand touched my forehead. I groaned, following the gentle hand on my forehead. When I opened my eyes, I saw pink, a blur of pink.
"Ohayo, Yuki sama." A voice greeted me, I tried to cleared my vision, I want to see who that wondrous voice belongs to.
When it cleared and I can see him clearly, my breathe caught in my throat, he is the cutest thing I've ever seen. He smiled warmly and bowed.
"I'm Shuichi Shindo, Yuki sama. Tohma sama asked me to checked on you. I worked part-time for your father in one of his bar." He said, he was wearing a white coat and he's got a medical bag.
"What do you do in the bar, dressed like that? Is that part of your act? Do you know how to use those things? Make sure you do, I don't want to be your test run." I grunted, getting up a bit and almost swooned, he helped lie down again.
He laughed, "No, I worked for your father as a singer, and full time, am an intern in one of the medical facilities, am a nurse." He said, checking my pulse.
"Where is Tohma?" I asked. He was quizzical a bit, hearing me calling my supposed to be father by his first name with not even a formal greeting next to his name.
"He's gonna be out of town for a couple of days, he asked me to stay for a couple of days to make sure you are alright." Shuichi replied, putting his stethoscope back in his bag.
Hmm…a singer. I smirked, I bet you used a different microphone like I do. Looking at the boy as he do his check up on me.
He caught the smile on the older man's face, he's got a pretty face, especially if he's like that, smiling and not sulking. "What are you smiling about?" he asked, curious.
"Are you a good singer, brat?" I asked, I liked playing with this guy, his brows knitted so beautifully on his face when he's gets pissed, and that is easily.
"Yes, I believe I am, your father is talking to a well known producer and he would put on a good word for me, probably get me a recording." Shuichi replied, he wanted to give a smart retort but this is the son of his boss, and he didn't want to get on his bad side. Who beat him up though? He wondered, looking at all the bruises and scars. He smirked, too. Probably a trouble maker.
I reached for my cigarette on my night table and lighted one, when I heard the spill about Tohma getting him a record contract, I almost choked on my cigarette fumes, Tohma a good citizen? I laughed so hard, I have to stop when I couldn't breathe. Shuichi took the cigarette from me and put it out, he's got a stern look on his face. He poured me a glass of water and gave it to me. I drank it gratefully.
"You acted so tough, Yuki sama but I don't think your body can take anymore abuse. Better stop the drinking and smoking if I were you." He said.
Tsk…."What do you know, brat? Just because you're wearing that costume that doesn't give you the right to lecture me, not even my father can do that." I said, and tried to get up the bed.
"I know what am saying, I graduated at the top of my class and am an intern to one of the prestigious hospital in town. And Tohma sama should give you a good spanking every now and then." Shuichi said, defiantly, and he stopped himself, gasped, surprised that he wasn't able to hold that back. He bowed a couple of times in front of Yuki.
"Gomen, gomen nasai, Yuki sama, please don't tell your father, I need the money to complete my internship." Shuichi said, almost close to tears.
Tsk…I shook my head, ruffled his hair, and began stripping in front of the boy.
"Don't worry about it, you just don't know anything." I said, taking his chin and making him face me.
"Don't trust Tohma, he's a nasty man. And fact one, he is not my father, he is my pimp, fact two, he was the one responsible for all these bruises and cuts, he beats me up when sometimes I get tired to turn tricks or if I rescue some poor boy he wanted to use as one of his slaves." I said, our faces are so close I can smell strawberries. He was looking at me with that cute face, he is deliciously handsome, I wonder if he taste delectable, too.
His breathe was on my skin, I can feel him, smell his musk, he is all man, it's so intoxicating, I could feel my knees buckling beneath me, he hasn't done anything yet, but I wanted to surrender. Shuichi thought.
Oh, well, no harm if I just have a quick taste, right? Yuki said, to himself, and he violated the boy's space, closing the gap between them, crushing his body to the boy, and captured the boy's lips. Shuichi couldn't react, it's his very first kiss. He was too weak, Yuki is so overpowering, his presence makes him go weak on the knees. His arm went around the older man's neck. And he groaned, prodding Yuki to take the kiss deeper. He invaded Shuichi's unexplored territories, sticking his tongue inside, licking and sucking, devouring his new found treat. When Shuichi's arms flew around his neck, Yuki almost got lost in the sensation, this boy is like a rare amontillado, he is getting drunk with every taste, with every lick, if he didn't watch it, he would get addicted.
Yuki broke away, both of them breathing hard. Both mute, eyes hungrily on each other. They stepped closer together again, about to continue where they left off, when Suguru walked in with the tray of food for Yuki.
"Yuki san, Ohayo!" Suguru greeted, happily.
Yuki whirled around, covered his embarrassment when he pushed Shuichi away, "Sugu kun, am gonna take a shower, give the doctor breakfast." He said, leaving the two boys ogling at his nakedness as he stripped to the very last fabric on his way to the shower.