Title : Backfired.

Part : 1 of 3

Pairing : Koujaku x Sly

Summary : AU setting where Sei, Aoba and Bakuro are triplets. Bakuro trying to be comfortable in his own skin but find it was more interesting to take matters in his own hands. He doesn't want someone to be his hero, he wants someone to destroy him.

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The three of them has been together ever since Bakuro can remember.

They're known as the Seragaki Triplets. They're more known as the pitiful kids that got abandoned by their teenage parents.

Bakuro always react with anger whenever someone badmouth their mom and dad. The always smiling Sei would remind him not to be mean and be a good boy. Despite their similar age, Sei always feel like their eldest sibling.

Aoba would always hold his tiny hands as if scared Bakuro'd wander too far and got lost. The irony is that it's Aoba himself who needs watching over because his brother always gets teased for being a crybaby and mistaken as a girl.

Bakuro always have this bubbling anger and desire within him to cause chaos and havoc. Never a day pass where Tae pull him by the ear and punish him for his misdeeds. He can't help it, there must be some way he can release these urges within his small body.

The only person he'll listen to is Sei and the only boy who can make him apologize is Aoba. His brothers are precious to him and the only people he'll never bite their hand or kick them from the back.

It was worse at elementary school. Bullies called him a witch's son and would constantly only attack him for fights whenever Bakuro get his guard down. An incident caused everyone to back away when during a gang attack, Bakuro shouted something and cause one kid to fall unconscious with his heart stopped beating temporarily.

Since the children's/witness's stories are too eerie, the police didn't detain Bakuro for they didn't have evidence. Even the victim himself who gained consciousness was too traumatised to say anything.

Bakuro finally got the peace he wanted. No, soon he got bored about the peace he earned. Getting into fights and destroying things that irks him is more interesting. However whenever there's a dead cat or bird, people were quick to blame him to be the criminal when he's innocent.

No matter, Bakuro's main priority is that both Aoba and Sei are unharmed. Sei may have prefer a more non-violent approach to end a conflict but Bakuro thinks action speaks louder.

Things began to change when as they grow up, Sei received a letter of scholarship abroad from Toue company. It has always been their elder brother's dream and while everyone congratulated him, Bakuro felt betrayed he's leaving them. Leaving Aoba alone. Didn't Sei remember Aoba will feel really sad for leaving?

After Sei left, Aoba tried to stay strong and didn't cry for the day. Bakuro hated how his 2nd brother conceal his real emotions with that forced smile. Bakuro thinks if one wants to cry, cry. If you feel like kicking and break something then he's eager to tag along in the destruction process with his nail bat.

Why does Aoba always try to reason with him that it's not nice or that he didn't want to make Granny sadder than she already is. Bakuro just can't understand it.

So they end up quarreling a lot. Due to how the peacemaker Sei isn't around anymore, Aoba would avoid Bakuro and play by himself at the playground.

Sei has taught Bakuro to apologize and be nice to their only brother if he's in the wrong.

But one unfamiliar face stopped him when he saw a young man in red approach the sniffling Aoba by the swings.

This older boy called Koujaku. That smile of his look so fake. Bakuro bet he's like the rest of their nosy neighbours who put up an act of being nice while behind their backs they'd gossip how pitiful these brothers are and again bring up the incident where Bakuro almost supernaturally kill so-and-so's child.

Bakuro let his instinct take over and his body move on it's own to get in between Aoba and the taller boy.

What caught Bakuro's attention that distinguish Koujaku from the rest of those bastard neighbours is how fast he is!

When Aoba introduced him, Bakuro gave him a punch instead of a handshake… Imagine his surprise that the older kid move to the side, capture his wrist before throwing Bakuro over his shoulder in a split second!

Bakuro's stunned expression seeing the orange sky and faintly hearing Aoba's shout of surprise was surreal.

"w-why are you mean to my brother, Koujaku?!" Aoba would start to tear up and boy, that Koujaku and his stupid worried look, apologizing to Aoba as if he was really sorry.

"O-oh!" Koujaku gasped as if he just realize his mistake, "I'm so sorry Aoba. I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

"Don't apologize to me! Apologize to him!"

Aoba's baby face came to his view, "are you ok? here, take my hand."

Bakuro sit up and stare at the kid in Kimono. Maybe this guy isn't faking it after all? His expression and voice are just too genuine..

A shadow cast over him and Bakuro looks up from his sitting position.

Koujaku held out his hand to him, "I'm really sorry, it was a reflex and… heh, you're pretty light like a girl. Have you even eaten at all?"

After the shock passed, the boy felt his body shake with anger. He slap Koujaku's hands away and yell at them to leave him alone.

"Leave!"

"H-hey, you don't have to be so mad. Right Aoba?"

"He's right. Don't be mad, Koujaku is a nice guy."

Bakuro grit his teeth as he turned to his older brother, "you say that to everyone." He pull his brother away from Koujaku by the arm, glaring at the bewildered older boy over his shoulder. Thankfully the kid in red didn't follow after the siblings as they went home together.

Aoba flash him an innocent smile as they hold hands, "Koujaku really is a nice guy. He saved me just now. He's like… my hero."

A strange feeling hit Bakuro.

What is this feeling? Why does it hurt to hear Aoba singing praises over a stranger?

He doesn't understand why, it just… feels hurt?

Like a blunt object that hits his chest or something like that.

Well if it was a real blunt object Bakuro would happily snatch the weapon and hit back. But he's confuse how to bear this unseen pain. He rubs his own chest, thinking if there's a mystery wound that appeared there but nope, nothing he can see.

On their way home, he was only half listening to Aoba how Koujaku save him from the Satoshi boys that pulled his hair again and how Koujaku thought Aoba was a girl at first.

That night Bakuro went to Sei's empty bedroom and busy himself with the books in the boxes. He know their eldest brother is an avid reader and he always like reading those tales of captured princesses or brave heroes that protect the villagers from unlawful sheriffs.

But none of the heroines and damsels' emotions feel similar to the pained feeling he had with Aoba. The closes emotion he thought he had similar to the princesses is… grief.

For eg. in the scene where the mermaid saw her beloved married another, she was so much in grief she dispose the dagger meant to take the prince's life and threw herself back into the ocean before dying as bubbles.

But… why would Bakuro felt grief?

Is it perhaps Aoba never see him as his hero while all these time he was the one who came to his rescue? was that why? Then Bakuro thought… maybe he's not strong enough to fit Aoba's ideal hero image?

Not knowing how to handle this strange new emotion, Bakuro revert to what he's used to feel.

Anger.

The desire to break something in order to release his resentment.

And he focus this black feeling to that red guy.

How dare that skinny teen with big hands defeat him so easily! How dare that kid approach Aoba and thinks he's a girl. How dare…

How dare himself for not being there by Aoba's side to protect him.

Damn it, he's as worthless as the bastard kids that picked fights with him.

Bakuro thought Koujaku listened to his orders and leave Aoba alone but the next several years the two ended up as close pals much to Bakuro's annoyance.

Now aged 13. At home or outside, it's apparent he almost never talk to Aoba as they used to. If they do, they'd just quarrel.

Quarrel over the stupidest thing, Koujaku. And how Aoba wanted to adopt a puppy but his younger brother reminded him small animals stupidly die fast and they'll just make Aoba unnecessarily sad.

Aoba dislike how Bakuro is quite extremely negative about their surrounding. How he always try to persuade and reason with his brother that Koujaku is a great guy who they can trust on. Who won't judge their family and really, Koujaku's mom's cooking is as delicious as Granny's!

Bakuro can't.

He just can't.

It's almost like how Sei explained why fairies can only feel one emotion at a time. Because their small bodies can only contain one at a time.

Bakuro is no small guy, but hating Koujaku is easier compared to sitting in their bedroom with the best buds and feeling left out during their chat. He just can't do it.

Besides, dogs are stupid. Feed them one and they stay loyal to you forever. Even if you abandoned them, they'd wait forever for you to come and play with them again. So yeah, dogs are so stupid.

Speaking of Sei, why hasn't he sent any letters from abroad?

Granny seems to be keeping something from them on top of how she look pale and haggard these days. What's with those red eyes anyway? she can't be crying right?

Whatever, he has other things to think about; having his revenge with that Koujaku one of these days. He'll win this time even though their height and speed difference is still big.

In junior high, Bakuro didn't attend classes much. Koujaku, because he's a few years older than them, went to another school so finally for once the two aren't attach at the hip. Things were fine until Bakuro left school and Aoba graduated to high school.

And in came this guy called Ren.

Their new neighbour that has a big pet dog that someone would have thought it's a wolf!

Aoba was ecstatic! Almost nightly he'd come over and play with Ren and they'd have walks at the park with Ren's hound.

After a month, Aoba began to act really strange. He'd have this faraway look and sighs softly with a mild blush.

Usually it's Bakuro who always come home late with bruises and dirty clothes to be scolded by Tae..

The past week it's Aoba who'd return late.

Instead of a black eye, Bakuro saw marks at Aoba's necks.

Instead of dirty clothes from a rough gang fight, he saw Aoba's garments smells of a certain someone with a dog leash.

It's like watching those cheesy soap opera dramas that the annoying Yoshie likes to watch and tell him about during his part time job deliveries .

At least Bakuro didn't get the role of the pitiful housewife who caught her disloyal husband in the act.

Nah his discovery was much more mild.

He just saw Aoba and Ren… kissing under the tree concealed by their umbrella.

So from afar it look like two high school students having an intimate date near the park. As if the weather heard their cue, light rain poured down and wet the pavement so none can come interrupt the couple.

It was such a romantic and cheesy scene, Bakuro almost felt like puking.

Thankfully he didn't because he saw something that caught his interest.

Or rather, a someone.

A guy clad in one of those elite school uniforms with a red traditional umbrella. Watching the couple from behind the tree.

Koujaku was carrying an extra umbrella meant for Aoba and the guy has this pathetic hurt look on his face right now.

Oh ho, what's this?

Bakuro smirk as the wheels in his head turn.

Is this his chance to get back at Koujaku for humiliating him in an embarrassing defeat during their first meeting?

Koujaku try to tear his eyes away from the scene and order his feet to walk away before he gets caught and called a pervert.

But he can't. He just couldn't.

He was hoping he could reach Aoba's school before the rain started but the bruises on his body from his father's recent beatings caused him to move slower.

Plus he was fretting over his mother's situation that he got detained to stay in class longer by the teacher as punishment for not paying attention in class.

"Aoba…"

Koujaku wonder why he felt this strange feeling in his heart.

Like a blunt object that slowly squeeze against his chest the more he stare at his bestfriend in the arms of another. Wait, he knew this feeling. He really do.

It just… shocked him that he's been harbouring these feelings to the sweet kid unknowingly. Yeah, it pain him to see that tender look from Aoba's eyes directed only to Ren. The two said something to each other and they both laugh a bit.

The ringing in Koujaku's ears was as numbing as the raindrops.

"urgh!" he had to lean against the tree due to an intense pain at his shoulder. He quickly hide behind the big Ginko tree while the couple walk hand in hand and exit the park together.

"Haa… what am I doing..?"

"Yo."

"Hmm? Aoba?"

Bakuro chuckled, for some strange reason he didn't mind when people often mistook the twins due to how similar they look like.

"Ah, no, sorry about that." Koujaku covers his face with his hand in embarrassment.

"You look like a mess."

The older boy didn't deny that. No need to act cool when there's no chicks around.

"I need my pills and I ran out of them since last week." he rambled as if Bakuro can magically produce one right now.

The kid with darker blue hair grins, "I know of a faster painkiller if your shoulder's bothering you again."

"Oh? nah, it's okay man. I've tried Paracetamol but stuff's not strong enough."

The chuckle turned into a laugh, "Yeah I know, trust me, this one's stronger… in dosage!"

Koujaku didn't see it coming. He just felt a powerful punch to his stomach and fell unconscious on welcoming arms.

"B-bastard… why?"

"Because I want to. And you're welcome."

Koujaku was in a restless sleep.

He dreamed about his weeping mother as she get held like a hostage. He dreamed about being forced to obey his father and be the heir of the filthy blood line.

He hated him, he truly hate him and his wife for abusing his mother over this. How much he wanted to go back to the mainland and rescue her but unable to do so because he's still too weak to fight against his father.

At least he has Ryuhou-sensei, the school doctor and former family doctor. The guy is his only connection to the main house so Koujaku can rely on him for news if anything's happening to his mom or what his father is up to.

Damn, he really needs those pills from Ryuhou. The pain on his shoulders ache so bad but the doctor is often not at the clinic. Even when he did catch him, Ryuhou explain Koujaku doesn't need the pills. He just need to control his emotions and calm down about it.

It was easier said than done. It's like there's a monster inside him.

He still remember when the kids Mio, Kio and Nao tried their latest prank on him after Koujaku return from the mainland during the school holidays.

But Mio move back and on the verge of tears when she saw him. She was terrified, saying there's something red and scary behind him…

Or did she meant… him?

Koujaku wondered if she saw his suppressed anger, his inner demon.

So much anger.

So much hate.

So much…

blood thirst.

No, let's think of happier things.

Happy, non-violent things.

Aoba's sweet smile.

Yeah. And this is where Aoba came into the picture.

His yearning to rescue and protect, somehow Aoba got roped into his twisted yearning. He knows it's wrong but he can't help that Aoba became a sort of replacement for his mother.

"Koujaku, I'm sorry."

"I'm so sorry."

No, mom. Please don't apologize. These bruises are nothing. Does your arm still hurt when that woman threw hot water on you? Please don't say sorry, mom…

Remembering Aoba's tender smile towards Ren caused Koujaku's pain to worsen.

"Hey Koujaku, I want to introduce someone to you… his name is R—-.."

No Aoba, I know now.

I know very well who and what he is to you…

You don't… have to…

spell.

it.

out.

"arrrghhhhh!"

The pain on his back and shoulder was so excruciating, he jolted awake!

"Fucking finally, I got bored waiting."

Through his hazy vision, Koujaku saw soft long hair he's been itching to touch…

"Aoba?"

A chuckle was his reply.

"Do you want me to be your Aoba?"

A seductive whisper tickle his ear.

"I think you do, Kou~ ja~ ku."

"No… Sorry I kept saying that. Wait. where are we?" he looks around, "my room. How did you.. oh right. You were always good with picking locks while your brother often forget to lock the door."

Sounds of clothes rustling and the zipper pulled down knock Koujaku's hazy mind to awareness.

"w-what are you doing?"

Bakuro whistles seeing Koujaku's size.

Aoba didn't even know how to whistle.

Koujaku mentally scold himself to stop with the commentary here and stop the kid, seriously!

"Stop, I said what are you doing?"

A lick, "you want me to be your Aoba right? plus I'm curious how much I can destroy you as I have my fun playing with you."

"Des—troy? what are you—- shit!"

"Ah, that's a stupid expression you have there. I like it." Bakuro grin evilly then got bored talking and continue with his actions.

Koujaku was powerless over the boy's rough skill. Shit, don't use your canines, man! Wait, he can't be this desperate he'd get off over a guy sucking him off right?

Plus this is Aoba's precious younger brother! He really should stop him!

Why aren't his hands listening to him? oh right the bedpost…

THE BEDPOST?!

Koujaku strained his neck side to side to see his bound wrists to each posts.

This is like a scene from that cheap porn video the guys in class was passing around! seriously this can't be happening!

"Ah… A-Aoba— no! shit, sorry again! I mean, stop it!"

Hearing Koujaku mixed up their names again strangely excite Bakuro. So the older teen really gets off if they proceed with this role play act huh?

Or maybe it's just Bakuro's own sick pleasure. He likes his brother so much he actually style his hair like Aoba's favored ponytail. And Sei often told him they look like his favorite characters, Dee and Dum from Alice tales.

Ah, nevermind fairy tales now.

It's time for some adults to play in this world of nonsense.

Taking off his own top and undoing the zipper, Bakuro lean on top of Koujaku as he seductively whisper close, "Koujaku~" he imitate Aoba's pouty whine accurately, "I feel so lonely… I miss you. Every night I touch myself… thinking of you…"

Koujaku actually slacken his tense muscles, "s-stop… stop this is wrong. Please stop. We'll make Aoba sad if we continue—"

Bakuro kiss him to shut him up. Another sound of protest and the younger man grind himself against Koujaku. It was a delicious feeling, he got too excited that he pull Koujaku's soft hair and kiss him harshly again. Feeling turned on seeing the red trickle of blood from the lips he bit.

"Who cares if we make him sad? He has his mind full of Ren now. come on, do whatever you want with me…" He tease the neck tie binding Koujaku's right hand, "touch my hair, you always wanted to touch Aoba's hair, yeah?"

He moves a bit and the tip of Bakuro's darker blue hair tickle Koujaku's chin.

"touch me… hold me… fuck me hard and raw." he moans, "you can do whatever you want to me. It hurts your pride that a younger brat is humiliating you like this, yeah? you're so angry you want to slap me and punish me, huh? you like it when you're in control and let your… desire.. take over."

"No."

"No?"

"I won't hurt someone that I don't hate."

Again, that strange feeling hit Bakuro.

But this time it… confused him instead of making him feel the mermaid's grief.

Gritting his teeth, he punches Koujaku!

Then another!

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" he fumbled to get his phone from his back jeans and proceed to take shaky pictures of Koujaku.

"Hah! see this? If you don't listen to me I'll spread these lewd pictures of you and ruin your reputation!"

Koujaku calmly look up to the guy whose sitting on his stomach.

"I know you won't do that lowly thing… Because Aoba's beloved younger brother is not that kind of ma—- stop!"

He shouted Bakuro to stop punching. Not because the hits are on him but because the kid is hitting and clawing his own face!

"I don't understand! what the fuck is wrong with you, just, what the fuck is wrong with you?" the boy pull his own hair with shivering fingers.

Sounds of rustling and the bed dipped before freed arms wrap around Bakuro's cold shoulders.

He reacted with a yell and a curse and some more punches to get Koujaku off him. to release him.

But the older teen was really strong.

Bakuro even cruelly hit Koujaku's busted shoulders purposely although it pains him to do this.

Wait.

It pains him?

He's the one hitting Koujaku, so why does he feel the pain himself?

Why does he feel sad doing this to him?

Why… does he feel angry at himself and not satisfaction for humiliating the bastard with kind eyes?

His original plan was to defeat Koujaku by some foreplay and the pictures as his blackmail. Making the man as his chained beast. He just love seeing Koujaku's animalistic anger during his nightmarish sleep.

But he doesn't want to see Koujaku's concerned ruby eyes now.

Bakuro doesn't want these big, kind hands that wrap around him in a secure hold.

He didn't want them, he doesn't know what to do with himself. He doesn't know how to handle this alien situation.

The warm arms now hug Bakuro's head as Koujaku rest his chin on his head.

He heard it.

Koujaku calling his name. For once he didn't mixed up.

Koujaku seeing him as himself and not his idolised Aoba.

His heart beats so fast, what is this? he can't be ill right?

"Fuck off!"

Bakuro took the chance to push him off while Koujaku's guard was down and flee the room!

Koujaku shouts his real name again which made Bakuro covers his ears and run away.

Why?

Why did… it feels good when Koujaku hugs him?

Why… did it pain him when he saw what he has done to Koujaku in the end?

Bakuro end up running to the slum area and finally stop at a dark corner.

Shit, his heart is still beating hard. His cheeks still hot. And it's all not because of the running and anger.

He remembered how Koujaku smell like. How his hair felt soft to his roughen hands from fights.

They all make this strange emotion within him to escalate!

He remember how Koujaku rest his chin on his head and lightly touch his hair.

It made his erratic heart beats faster.

"Am I sick?" he touch his own forehead like how he remember Sei did to him a few times when they were young.

Remembering Sei helps Bakuro recall an important scene of one of his Princess tales.

When the mermaid dance for her prince, although her tail split and feel extreme pain… she keep on dancing. Because… her prince finally look at her.

He finally gave her the attention she crave.

Koujaku… finally look at Bakuro and not Aoba.

"shit… shit shit shit… I want to destroy something right now, wish I didn't leave my nail baseball bat at home cuz these people have really nice windows around.."

Funny he feels his own heart shatter at a realization.

A realization that makes him cold to the bone.

"He… he didn't really see me as I am. He's just being nice because I'm Aoba's brother. He said that right? That Aoba's brother isn't this kind of man? well joke's on you Koujaku. I'm a bastard. Nothing more, nothing less."

The mermaid, she got her prince's attention.

But in the end, her prince only look at her because she was amusing to him. The stupid, mute girl.

"I'm a stupid and mute bastard too, right Sei? I can't speak my true feelings. Whenever I tried to express myself, people get hurt, things get broken. I can't… reach out to people with my voice at all."

Looking up at the dark clouds, he feels the rain drops and wet his cheeks.

"No wonder Aoba no longer look at me… he didn't like it when people get hurt and broken. And I broke Koujaku, his bestfriend. I did it. It was all… my fault."

A strangled sound escaped his throat.

"Aoba.. I'm…so—"

The rain fall harder that mute out his last words.

No one to hear it. No one to comfort him.

That familiar darkness was suppose to be comforting, but it's Koujaku's warmth that he craves…

END?