Luka sat on the couch of his two bedroom apartment that he shared with his best friend Miharu.
"I wish Miharu would return, it's almost 12:00."
Suddenly Miharu ran into the apartment in tears. He ran into his room and shut the door.
"Miharu what's wrong!?" Luka shouted as he ran over to the sobbing boy. "Why are you crying?" he said awkwardly as the reality sunk in and he realized that Miharu wasn't injured. He reached out and put his large hand on Miharu's small head not knowing what to say or do.
"It's nothing…" Miharu trailed off with a choke. Honestly, on the inside, he wanted to shrivel up and die in a hole. Today sucked. First he was courted at school and then on his way home he was nearly raped! All he wanted to do was be held in Luka's arms as he sobbed. He wanted the bigger male to comfort him.
Luka looked at Miharu skeptically but immediately gave up. " Well if you insist you're all right go wash up, I'm going out for a little bit." He quickly started to the front door and left. honestly he really wanted to just wrap his arms around Miharu, he wanted to kiss him embrace him and do all sorts of things to him, but Miharu was his delicate best friend who he could not afford to lose and the person he loved more than life itself. If he had not gotten out of there as quickly as he did he probably would have betrayed his crying friend.
Miharu reached his hand towards the door. "Please, wait." He sobbed wide eyed. "Don't leave me!"
Knowing the one he needed left, Miharu sighed and mentally beat himself. He ran a hand through his blonde hair. He couldn't help but feel the need to kill himself now. His best friend saw him acting like a cry baby and for nothing. He worked his way to his feet and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and leaned against the wall to wait for the water to warm up. He turned around and smashed his head off the stone wall, leaving a bloody print. He looked into the mirror to watch and feel blood rolling down his face. He sighed and took off his clothes and got into the shower.
Luka opened the door of a local 24 hour pub that his friend worked at..
"Luka!" A scruffy 50 year old man shouted. "Haven't seen you around here in awhile, thought you had died!"
"You Wish!" Luka replied cheerfully. He went to sit down across from the bartender, his friend.
"Hey Richie" Luka said trying to put on a fake smile.
Richard frowned at him then said playfully "What's wrong this time?"
"What do you mean?" Luka asked innocently.
"What I mean is you only come to visit me whenever you have a fight with your "boyfriend" like I'm your therapist or something!" Richard said looking fed up but happy to see his friend.
Luka lightly pretended to punch Richard and said "Miharu is not my boyfriend."
"He could be" Richard said somewhat seriously, as he starts filling a class with beer for Luka.
Luka laughed sarcastically "Sure." he said, "In my dreams."
Luka got up thanked Richard for the drink and headed home.
Miharu shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. He tied a towel around his waist and walked to his room. He took out a pair of underpants and slipped them on. He removed the towel and put it on his bed. He took out a black long sleeve shirt and put it on. He slipped a pair of jeans on and then his socks. He took out a small painters knife and slid the blade out. He pulled up the sleeve and looked at the scars on his wrist. He placed the knife and made a slit. He winced at the pain when the door to to his room creaked open.
"Miharu can I borrow your geometry textbook? I lost mine." Luka said standing in the doorway.
Then he saw the scene, the knife in Miharu's hand and all the blood. He ran to Miharu's side took the knife from him and screamed "Don't kill yourself! I know you had a bad day but, I-I didn't know it was that bad! Don't take your life! please don't leave me!"
Luka dropped the knife with and all of his self control broken he embraced Miharu sobbing.
"L-Luka, you misunderstood. I cut myself on a daily basis. That's why I wear so many long sleeve shirts and thick banded bracelets-" Miharu was cut off.
"Are you crazy!?" Luka yelled "You wouldn't do that! Why?"
"You know about my past. I was abused. I've always cut myself. I couldn't bear the pain back then and I just do it to relieve me of that pain." Miharu said trying to push Luka off of him. "Luka, you're squishing me."
Luka tightened for a second but then reluctantly let go of Miharu never once looking away from him. "Why would you hide this from me, don't you trust me?" Luka asked weakly feeling a little betrayed.
"I-I thought you would hate me and call me emo like everyone else! I just wanted you to accept me!" Miharu started to cry. Luka already wet with tears smiled at the thought of being special to Miharu but immediately chased the small rays of hope away before he made a fatal mistake. "You idiot, how could I ever feel anything less than love for you?" Then realizing what he just said Luka blushed a dark shade of red and stammered "A-as a f-friend of course." and looked down.
Miharu looked a bit hurt. He stood up and grabbed his knife. He slid the blade back in and put it under his pillow again. He walked back to his bed and sat down on the edge of it.
"Do you think I'm strange since I'm Japanese and my hair is blonde? Everyone called me a heretic when I was younger for thinking I was normal." Miharu asked suddenly as he let his bangs cover his eyes.
"It probably just means someone in your family was american or something-" Said Luka looking a little confused.
" That's not what I asked!" Miharu yelled looking up as tears spilled from his aqua eyes. "I asked if you thought it was weird!"
"Uhh no." Luka answered dumbstruck. Miharu never yelled at anyone.
Miharu roughly pulled on his shoes and slammed out of their apartment. Luka was afraid now that he knew Miharu's secret but he mostly didn't want their conversation to end this way. Without even bothering to put on his shoes, he chased after Miharu and caught his hand, pausing a few seconds to catch his breath, and reached down and with his long arms he picked Miharu up like a sack of potatoes and walked back into the apartment.
Miharu growled and slapped Luka across the face. He jumped down glaring and began to punch Luka in the stomach. His punches slowly began to get weaker and weaker. Suddenly he leaned against Luka and began to sob uncontrollably. Luka's anger subsided and he realized what he just did. He was glad he did, slowly Luka reach out both his hands and cupped Miharu's face and before he could stop himself he leaned down and kissed him right on the lips."
Miharu gasped and yelled out in surprise. He ran out of the apartment and down the road. When he was finally away from Luka he sighed. He went into a small pharmacy and went into the hair dye isle. He picked up a black color and paid for it. He didn't want to go back to his apartment so he took out his cell phone and dialled his sister's number.
"Hello?" Was the sleepy reply.
" Sis." Was his sad shaky reply before he broke down crying into the receiver.
" Miharu, are you alright? Where are you? I'll come pick you up." His sister said sliding out of bed.
"Just unlock the door. I'll be there in a few minutes." Miharu sobbed.
" Okay." His sister sighed, reluctantly hanging up.
Miharu walked the few blocks to his sister's house. He ran inside and hugged his sister who was waiting at the door for him. She grabbed his wrists and looked at him sternly. She sighed and looked in the bag he held.
"Want help?" She asked smiling sadly.
" Yes please." Miharu sobbed.
Luka watched Miharu run out the door but this time he didn't stop him. "IDIOT!"He yelled hitting himself. He had kissed Miharu telling him his true feelings, and just as he suspected Miharu ran! "He's probably disgusted with me" Luka thought. Luka took his own shower hoping Miharu would be back by the time it was finished but when he wasn't, Luka decided to try calling him. He pulled out his phone and called but wasn't answered so he tried calling five more times but when Miharu still didn't answer he sent a text message. Still wet Luka laid on Miharu's bed clutching at his Cell until he cried himself to sleep feeling nothing but regret.
Miharu unlocked the apartment door and slipped inside. He went into Luka's room only to see he wasn't there. He walked to his room and stifled a laugh when he saw Luka sleeping in his bed clutching his phone. He slipped the phone out of his hand and set it on the bedside table and shook Luka's shoulder. Luka groaned.
"Hey! Scoot over will you! This is my bed." Half asleep Luka smiled groggily thinking that he was dreaming, reached up and pulled Miharu into bed with him.
"Luka! Knock it off!" Miharu yelled.
Still in a daze Luka said "NO!" playfully And Holding Miharu tightly he kissed him, but this time with tongue.
"You stupid idiot!" Miharu yelled punching Luka in the face and knocking him off the bed. Luka, fully awake by now stared wide eyed at Miharu.
"You came back!" He exclaimed in a confused way, Clearly unaware of what just happened.
"I thought you already noticed! You did just try to rape me!" Miharu yelled angrily.
"Why would you do that? I thought we were friends." Miharu said as he began to cry with his lower lip jutted out.
Luka clutched his already bleeding nose and with a funny voice argued "I thought you were a dream, Miharu! I had no idea, I would never do that if I knew, well actually, but you know! And we are frien-" Luka stopped himself from finishing that sentence realizing that he sort of already confessed, they could never go back to being 'just friends'. "Ok" He said "Here's the truth, I love you, Miharu. Sooo much I-I can't even explain it but I know this sounds stupid of me to say to another guy and I know you probably think I'm disgusting but..." Luka took a deep breath and looked Miharu straight in the eye and with a clear and bold voice he asked "Will you go out with me?"
"L-Luka…" Miharu said softly. "Y-yes." He blushed madly as the sun began to rise, gleaming on Miharu's now black hair.
Luka smiled a look of pure happiness then suddenly gasped, "Miharu, your hair is black!"
" Yeah. Do you like it?" Miharu smiled.
Luka's face softened as he said "Blond hair or black hair no matter what color you hair is or how many times you dye it to me you'll always be my cute Miharu!" Then he reached out and gave Miharu a small peck on the lips.
" T-Thank you." Miharu blushed.
Suddenly Miharu's alarm clock began to ring. They sighed and MIharu went into the kitchen. He wanted to make breakfast for himself and Luka before school. He cooked up some eggs and they scoffed them down quickly. He packed his bag and ran out the door. Luka wanted really badly to touch miharu but he could wait… were in different classes so they separated at the doors of M university, which was not to Luka's liking now that he had finally confessed to Miharu, and that he accepted! Luka, tired from lack of sleep, slept through most of his classes dreaming of lunch, Miharu, and things that he would do to Miharu.
Miharu on the other hand paid close attention and didn't fall asleep. He watched the clock carefully. Finally when the bell rang he picked up his things and ran out. He was almost home when he was dragged into an alleyway by some drunk men.
" Hey, cutie. We're just going to use your body to have fun." A man said getting down in Miharu's face.
The man suddenly pinned him against a wall and ripped his shirt off his lanky body. He cried out as the began to rid him of his pants and underwear. Miharu was scared. He wanted Luka to protect him. As he tried to scream his voice failed. He struggled to yell to make a noise.
Suddenly. "Luka!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.
Then a dark figure covered him with his coat and fought off the men. It was Luka!
"Don't you fucking touch him!" Luka screamed hysterically as he punched one of the men in the other man punched luka right in the face making him stagger a little backwards but he quickly recoiled and caught his balance and retaliated with a left hook. Luka could take a hit considering he lives with Miharu! With both of the men down, Luka picked up Miharu and ran away before the two men could get up.
Luka unlocked the door to their apartment, walked in, re locked it and still carrying Miharu, walked into his bedroom and dropped him on the bed.
"Did they actually rape you?" He asked coldly.
"Well seeming they did undress me and began to touch me, yeah that's rape. Miharu replied with a shaky sigh.
"Could you leave for a little bit? I need some time alone." Miharu said allowing the jacket to drop down to his waist as he sat up.
"Did they penetrate you?." Luka replied flatly.
"Well I don't really know. I was really busy trying to get my voice to work." Miharu replied.
"Last time I checked your voice was working fine as you were screaming my name." Luka said smirking.
"Before then I couldn't make a sound. I-It was so scary!" Miharu cried as he sat up and clung to the front of Luka's shirt. Luka's smirk changed into a frown at the pathetic (yet sexy) looking Miharu.
"Where did they touch you?" He asked.
"W-well…" Miharu blushed a deep shade of red and looked away.
"Where did they touch you?" Luka asked again, this time more sternly.
" M-my chest a-and well d-down there." Miharu blushed an impossible shade of scarlet.
Luka smiled and said "Good boy" like one would say to a dog. All of a sudden Luka smirked and put his hand to Miharu's chest. Then he leaned down in a comfortable position and kissed Miharu's chest. he moved his mouth over to Miharu's left nipple and started sucking on it then with his right hand he started playing with Miharu's right nipple. Miharu moaned and smiled in pleasure. It wasn't scary when it was with Luka. He pushed Luka down and started to help him out of his clothes.
" It's not fair if you're the only one still dressed." Miharu smirked sexily. Luka blinked in amazement at this new side of Miharu and could only nod dumbly as he fumbled with the buttons on his ripped the shirt open and buttons went flying everywhere.
"Hey that was a new shirt!" Luka complained, but immediately started Kissed Miharu. This time Miharu was kissing him back, it was like a dream! Luka then stopped to take a breath and pushed Miharu away. "They touched you down there too, right?" Luka asked smiling with lust and jealousy practically written in his eyes.
"Yeah, they did. That's why I need you in me." Miharu mewled.
Miharu was hard, rock hard. He need this more than Luka had thought. Miharu turned around to give Luka access to his ass.
" Don't bother with fingering me or lube. I need you now." Miharu moaned and mewled at the thought of his precious Luka being inside him.
Luka hesitated a little "Won't it hurt?" He asked "I don't ever want to hurt you!"
" I need this. I can't wait. Please, Luka, I'm begging you!" Miharu demanded.
Luka finally gave in to his lust and grabbed Miharu's hips. He lined himself up with Miharu's backside and as gently as he could slid his erect member into Miharu. He felt Miharu tense up as he let out a cry, but it felt so good inside of Miharu that Luka lost all self control and started rocking back and forth, slow at first then gradually his thrusts got faster and faster as Miharu screamed Tears rushing down his face and clouding his eyes until he couldn't see. Soon the pain Miharu felt melted into a dull ache, and then pleasure? All of a sudden before he realized it Miharu let a moan of pleasure.
"Let, out. your. voice, Miharu." Luka said softly through thrusts.
"Ahhh" Miharu melted down as Luka released inside of him and slipped out.
"That wasn't very nice cumming inside of me!" Miharu pouted through breaths.
"Sorry." Luka smiled. Then holding onto Miharu, they kissed for what seem like a lifetime and when they finally stopped Luka said "We should probably take a shower."
"Just shut up and hold me!" Miharu answered. Wet, sweaty and naked they fell asleep holding each other.