GOLDEN LOVERS ABYSS

Rating: M

Warning: Contains torture, violence, drug use, suicide attempt, non consensual sex

Due to fanfiction strict rating, explicit details have been toned down.

Full explicit version coming soon to AO3.

You have been warned. Not intended for young viewers. Please don't take in any offense to the content. If you find it uncomfortable then don't read it. This version has been toned down as best as it could.

I'll notify when a chapter contains those kind of contents.

Genre:

Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Crime, Psychological, Tragedy, Action, Romance

Characters:

Main

Akihiko & Misaki, Miyagi & Shinobu, Nowaki & Hiroki + pet, Haruhiko & other character, Takahiro, Fuyuhiko.

Contains OC and slight OCCness.

Length of Story: Long Novel

Author: OWLSIES

Disclaimer

I do not own Junjou Romantica. This fanfiction is purely written for non-profit and entertainment. I do however own the other characters but they do not represent anyone in reality.

Notice

CHAPTERS 7-10 are under construction-major editing. So bear with bad grammar if your a new comer.

Ch 9 contains a very strong torture scene. I'm going to tone it down so if you do read and cringe the unedit version. Just ignore it.

But don't worry I'll still write new chapters on the way.

Chapters 1-5 are short and rushed on purpose. They are brief introductions to how they got sold. The following chapters after that are approximately 5K or 10K words in length.

Re-written Version.

This chapter contains fluffy romance scene.

{~0~}

LAST DAY OF FREEDOM

"Usagi-san stop it. I'm late for class!" Misaki protested.

The brunette rushed to his study table to hoist his bag strap over his shoulders. To his dismay, Akihiko had distracted him from his morning routine. The silver haired had attempted to grope him after catching him partial dressing in his room. Living under the same roof as Akihiko had proven him to a challenge. Aside from his cleaning duties, relieving Akihiko of his Misaki energy levels was currently the task he found the most frustrating. He didn't hate it nor he didn't mind it, however it was the timing that annoyed him.

Any other time was better than this. There were times where he was late and also the times where Akihiko had prompted him absence from class. This only lead to him being berated by his professor for lack of attendance and for negligence of his studies.

Akihiko cuddled his arms around the brunette from behind. Misaki disliked it when Akihiko did this. It hindered his ability to conduct other duties. Just because the man was older and taller, didn't mean he had the right to hold him in this awkward position.

"Usagi. You don't understand how angry my teacher will get if I turn up late to class," Misaki complained.

Akihiko bent down forward slightly to peck the side of Misaki's head. "Don't worry with my red sports car, we'll be there in less-."

"Yeah yeah I know. You've been using that excuse for three years now. I get it. Now can we head out now?"

Akihiko chuckled lightly and roughly ruffled his soft brown locks.

"Usagi!" the brunette whined.

"Lets go then."

Finally Misaki was free from Akihiko's cheeky cuddles. The two descended to the red vehicle where they headed out onto the road. Akihiko's cell phone rung while they were on the road. The man ignored it and continued to drive. After the first ringing tone was over, a second call came. Misaki crossed his arms. His face labelled with disappointment.

"Usagi-san! You didn't hand in your manuscript did you?"

"Hm? Oh don't worry I'll have it done later."

"Usagi. Get your manuscript done now. When is it due?"

"Yesterday."

"What!?" Misaki exclaimed. "Not again." He groaned dramatically. "Usagi. If you don't get it completed I won't come home early. I'll hang out with Toudou tonight," he threatened as he pointed his finger.

Akihiko sighed in defeat. "Fine I'll start. But I'm picking you up after school."

"No Usagi-san. Finish your manuscript. I might visit the convenience shop after class. So finish your work or you won't get to spend time with me."

Now that was a threat that caught his attention. He hated it when his job interfered his playtime with his Misaki. Worst of all Aikawa's pestering was agitating him. So many despicable distractions preventing him from making love with his favorite brunette.

They arrived outside the entrance of Mitsuhashi University. Like always everybody would turn their attention to the luxury car.

"Thanks Usagi. Finish your manuscript okay,". Misaki leaned forward to grab his school bag.

Akihiko charismatically smiled. "Kiss?" he requested insistently.

"Baka Usagi! We're outside my university."

Misaki quickly opened the car door to exit and scrambled as fast as he could to his lecture. Panting and breathing heavily, he finally made it. Popping his head in, he was delighted to see that his lecturer was not yet present in the hall. He respired deeply and entered. Keeping his cool he glanced over to an empty seat in the middle of the lecture hall.

This was probably the last time Misaki had to put up with his strict and high tempered professor. Misaki sat down on his chair and waited for his lecturer to enter. The brunette started to daydream due to boredom and also the lack of friends. Nonetheless he couldn't help to notice but to eavesdrop on the conversation the two girls had in front of him.

"Have you heard the number of kidnappings have increased," the girl gossiped to her other blonde friend.

"Yeah I saw it on the news this morning. It's so terrifying nowadays. I heard a group of teenage girls went missing and few of their male friends as well. Maybe there's a gang out there that desperately wants money," her friend replied.

Misaki thought to himself that it was nothing really, people go missing all the time, it tends to die out later or the police will solve it. Either way passing this year and finding a full time job was all that mattered to him.

Hiroki entered the lecture hall. Everybody instantly transitioned into silent mode, for the Demon Kamijou had entered. He slammed his books on the table in front of him creating a loud thud. Everybody would flinch and swallow as he did that. It was a sign of his unhappy mood. This meant that everybody had to concentrate hard. And if anyone failed to meet his standards they would suffer the consequences. He opened his text book but was distracted by multiple pieces of cat fur that lingered on his work clothes.

"Damn you Nowaki and that damn cat," he grumbled under his breath in discontent.

Flashback

"Hiro-san look what I found. Meet a new member of the family. This is Noro. Isn't he cute. It's our name together. I found him abandoned on my way back home from work," Nowaki grinned widely.

Nowaki lifted the orange fluffy kitten in the air before holding it close to his chest. He patted the kitten gently on its back causing the kitten to purr upon his touch.

"Meow," the kitten softly purred.

The associate professor nearly dropped his work bag when he witnessed the unexpected adoption. A sense of disapproval crossed his mind.

"What!? You have to be kidding me? You picked up a wild cat. It could be riddled with diseases. Return it!"

Nowaki rocked the kitten gently again. "Aww come on Hiro-san Noro needs a home, after all it's not that bad owning a pet. And besides it's not wild. Someone placed it in an adoption box outside the vet."

Hiroki dropped his bag down and crossed his arms. "How are we suppose to look after something if we're rarely home!" he argued.

"Hiro-san I thought you might want to help me raise it."

"Raise!? Huh!" he scoffed. "Living with you is already difficult enough but bringing in a cat! Who's going to feed it and clean it huh?"

"I will." Nowaki lifted the cat to his face and cooed. "Who's a good boy. Papa is going to look after you little one."

Hiroki stared at his lover like he had grown an extra head. Nowaki's interaction between the animal was beyond the standard of normal for him.

The next morning.

Hiroki poured the hot water into his coffee mug containing shredded dried tea leaves. He swirled the liquid around with a teaspoon. Nowaki was still in bed. Not in Hiroki's bed but in his own, with that baby kitten of his. That darn kid had chosen a kitten over him. He can show all of his affection to that feline if he wanted, it didn't bother him. Hiroki increased the swirling speed as he contemplated. Okay maybe it did bother him a little. But he couldn't get jealous over an animal, he was too intelligent for such childish thoughts.

"Meow," the kitten purred by Hiroki's foot in the kitchen.

"Ah!" the man's heart bounced. "Where did you come from?! Weren't you with Nowaki? Nevermind," he sighed. "What do you want? Go and lick yourself or even better run off and go find yourself a better owner who will raise you properly."

Hiroki calmly walked over to the dinner table and sat down. He placed the warm mug on the table with his right hand while still holding onto the handle. The kitten followed the man and jumped up onto his lap and then onto the table with expert aerobic agility. The orange kitten then begun to nibble and gnaw on the button of his left wrist sleeve.

"Hey don't do that," he groaned. Hiroki gently pushed the kitten off his wrist but the animal refused to budge. After a few attempts, the frustrated man raised his left wrist with the kitten still attached and shook it gently. The kitten dangled momentarily in the air until it decided to sink its fangs into his flesh.

"Argh!" he yelped in sudden pain and wavering flicked off the kitten causing it to fly across the room two meters away.

"Meoooww!" the kitten screeched as it went flying.

"Shit," he grunted. Hiroki immediately rose from his spot after he had accidently tossed the kitten. A sense of guilt filled him.

"Hiro-san, have you seen Noro?" came the voice of his half sleepy lover.

Hiroki startled when he realized Nowaki was awake. The tall doctor stood there rubbing his droopy eyes as he yawned.

Did he see that? Damn I hope that kitten is alright.

"Umm no," Hiroki replied calmly. Although he was actually feeling quite nervous at this point. "Must of ran off somewhere."

A soft meow came from behind the sofa. "Oh there your are. Come here Noro. Its time to feed you." Nowaki approached the kitten and held the animal close to his broad chest as he headed off to the kitchen. The kitten didn't appear to be injured and purred adorably as Nowaki held it by his shoulders, cradling it like an infant.

Hiroki sighed in relieve. He thought he had harmed the small animal. How would Nowaki react if he were to see what just happened? Maybe a disappointed reaction was all he could unleash against him.

The associate professor turned to glance at the two. The kitten hissed back at him with it's sharp miniature teeth. Hiroki shot a glare of hatred back at the provoked animal.

He had meet his match.

End of flashback.

Hiroki continued to flick over the pages until he found the correct one. He resumed back to his teaching for the day.

Halfway through the lecture and Misaki's focus had completely drifted off elsewhere. He recalled what happened last night that bugged him a little.

That lazy author refused to complete his work on time and evaded his priorities by not answering his phone or by making love. Akihiko sneaked into his lover's room around midnight. He slipped under the warm thick blanket and spooned his lover. Misaki felt the bed shift and a warm body enveloping his back. Cold hands ran smoothly past down his shoulders and then around his chest.

The silver haired drew his lover closer to his body and nipped his ear. Misaki kept his eyes shut tight. He pretended to sleep, hoping that the perverted fondles would end. But it didn't, Akihiko continued lightly caress his body with elegant strokes as he pecked the sides of his neck.

"I love you," he whispered romantically into his ear.

Misaki could hear and feel his warm breath tickling against his skin. More pecks were placed on his cheeks before a warm wet tongue was slid across the curves of his neck. Misaki shivered as the tongue trailed along his neck sending convulsions through his aroused body. The brunette accidentally released a soft moan. Akihiko smiled for his brunette was not asleep. Now it was time to coordinate his next move.

The silver haired ran his right hand down Misaki's pants and slowly massaged his private region. Each stroke stimulated him and his breathing rate increased. He bent his knees forward as Akihiko increased the pace. His head arched back while he moaned.

"Usagi-san, ah its late."

Akihiko ignored his excuse in attempt to elude his love making session. He knew his lover was only making these up these excuses in order to hide his embarrassment. The stroking motioned intensified and the brunette squirmed as his body twitched.

"Ahh," he moaned softly.

Finally he had climaxed. Misaki could feel his heart pumping rapidly as he panted. He motioned himself to face the ceiling. Akihiko maneuvered himself on top of the brunette and glanced into his eyes amorously before planting a slobbering kiss to his lips. Their soft lips connected tightly before releasing to gasp for air. The silver haired ran his fingers through the brunette's smooth hair as they made out. He slipped his tongue into Misaki's mouth and licked the inner flesh of his lips before intimately licking the insides of his mouth. They both moaned as the hot warmth of their lips smothered against each other.

Misaki felt a bulge brushing against his. Akihiko begun to remove the pants and underwear off his lover. He then proceeded to do the same to himself. The silver haired prepared the brunette for entrance. Slowly he thrusted into Misaki.

"Ah, ha, ha, ha," he moaned in sweet pleasure.

Misaki's body rocked in motion with the thrusts. Akihiko angled his body between the brunette's spread legs. Thrusting in heightened speed, he was able to hit Misaki's sensitive spot causing him to whimper. Misaki wrapped his arms around Akihiko's neck as they panted in unison. After a several minutes of love making they climaxed together and moaned loudly.

Panting and sweating they collapsed together in exhaustion. Akihiko rested his head between the curves of Misaki's neck. Their breathing normalized after they closed their eyes to rest.

"Usagi-san. Why didn't you sleep in your room?" Misaki whispered to him curiously with his eyes still closed.

Akihiko held his lover closer. "Couldn't sleep. I had a nightmare. Please don't leave me Misaki," he whispered back softly.

"I won't. Besides its just a dream. You worry about little things too much."

"Don't leave me," he whispered one last time before drifting off to sleep.

What did he mean by don't leave me?

"Ack!" Misaki yelped. A book was hurled at him for not paying attention to the board.

"Pay attention unless you want to fail!" the associate professor shouted.

"Nghh. Sorry sensei," he grunted. Misaki rubbed his sore head and resumed back to the board.

After thirty minutes of non-stop rambling, Misaki was set free from his torturous lecture. He sighed in relieve and sauntered out of the hall to meet up with his Kan Buddy. A few more classes left to attend until he was finished for the day.

Hiroki collected his belongings consisting of mainly textbooks and headed back to his office. He turned the knob and opened the door only to interrupt an intimate moment between his colleague and his young lover. They gasped and immediately separated from each other's arm. The blond gave Hiroki a disappointed glare before hoisting his bag over his shoulders and leaving.

Wow, Hiroki thought. How awkward.

"Oh morning Hiroki," the professor grinned widely.

"Morning Miyagi. You know you should be careful doing that kind of thing in this place. The Dean may stumble into the office any day."

Hiroki placed his books on his desk and slumped down onto his chair.

Miyagi sighed. "I fear that everyday but the kid is stubborn." He then lit a cigarette to smoke.

"Well you should let the kid now his place."

"Is that what you do with yours?"

"It's the only way to not let their clingy feelings overrule you. And yes I let him know his place. But he still manages to find a way out of it somehow."

A phantom voice of Nowaki's energetic flirtatious demeanor filled the brown haired's mind.

"Hiro-san. Hiro-san. Hiro-san. Hiro-san"

"I can't let that kid have his way," the older man groaned.

"What was that you just say?" Miyagi turned his head from his seat.

"Nothing don't worry about it."

His wrist started to itch where the kitten had bitten him. Hiroki scratched the surrounding area around the band aid. The bite was luckily superficial but it still irritated him. That animal better not be diseased the man complained internally. If he were to contract any infectious viruses or parasites then Nowaki would be in deep trouble. Poor doctor would experience the flaming wraths of the Demon Kamijou.

Miyagi heard faint scratching noises and turned around from his office chair to stare at what appears to be a band aid wound or some sort on Hiroki's left wrist. Intrigued by what happened the cheeky professor snuck up from behind his work colleague.

He then grabbed Hiroki's left arm and lifted it up before removing his band aid from behind. "What happened here?" He glanced closely at the red scratched cut.

"Hey!" Hiroki protested as he flicked his arm out of Miyagi's grasp.

Miyagi chuckled. "When did you get a cat?"

"How did you know this was from a cat?"

"Cause my ex-wife once owned one. Used to scratch and bite me all the time. Damn I hate that demon cat. Although luckily it died two months later. It escaped from the apartment and got ran over by a car on the road. But don't worry that's how cats play unless you provoked it."

Miyagi ruffled his brown hair to tease the man. "Let me guess the kid brought it in. Knowing that a person like you wouldn't adopt such a thing."

Hiroki crossed his arms. "Yes he brought in that vile creature. And with your statement before. I may have provoked it. What happens then?"

"Depends on the cat itself. But I assume if you provoked it, you may want to find a way to get rid of it without breaking your partner's heart."

"No I don't want to kill it, probably will just leave the door open or something."

"As expected from Demon Kamijou. Shinobu told me that's what the students call you. It seems that you have meet your nemesis. A battle to prove who is worthy of winning over the kid's heart."

Hiroki shot a glare at the professor for teasing him with such ridiculous nonsense.

"Be grateful that I don't throw books at your little boyfriend. Thanks to his lucky connection to you and the Dean, my punishment for his ignorant attitude is limited to chalk sticks."

Miyagi grinned cheekily before resuming back to his work. The brown haired sighed in worriment. 'Am I really not worthy of Nowaki that he adopted a kitten to demonstrate his affections too? Was I not allowing Nowaki show his feelings towards me? Am I that ignorant? Why the hell am I feeling guilty? Or am I just overthinking this? Curse you Nowaki and that furbag!'

[~¥~]

The day finished and Misaki sauntered freely out of the university grounds and headed off to a large supermarket nearby. He entered though the automatic double glass doors and grabbed onto a red basket by the side of the entrance. Walking pass the isles of consumable products he searched for the fruit and vegetable section. After reaching his designated section, he scanned around the stacked fruits and veggies until he found it. His green peppers, all neatly lined up, green and freshly picked.

'Waah so green,' he cheered joyously.

He picked up the green pepper and scanned all over the vegetable for any signs of mold or deterioration. Satisfied with his selection he placed them into a thin plastic bag. As he selected more green peppers from the flat shelf he noticed a blond boy to his right shoving a whole lot of cabbages into a trolley. Maybe he was cooking for a family gathering, the brunette thought. Misaki shoved the green peppers into his basket and headed to off to search for other consumable snacks. Maybe he should purchase some biscuits or chocolates or something edible. Nothing with strawberries and cherries in them though, thanks to Haruhiko. The brunette found a packet of cream cookies. Anything will do he shrugged. He added the cookies to his shopping basket before heading off to the cash register at the front of the store.

Misaki begun to walk home after his visit from the convenience store. Carrying the ingredients and other snacks he had purchased, he turned into a quiet street. Well this seems quiet for an afternoon he thought to himself. He continued to walk on the concrete foot path while a suspicious black van drove by. As it passed, Misaki kept walking, unaware of the vehicle's suspicious activity. The van had spotted its prey and did a quick sharp U turn before pulling up next to Misaki. Shocked by the sudden pull over, he froze for a couple of seconds, he later knew he had to run for his life. But it was too late. The van door opened and two men wearing black baggy clothes and a white surgical mask grabbed him by the waist and arm. They then lifted him up and hauled him into the van. The boy was about to let out a scream but the other accomplice had quickly placed a white rag covered with the scent of chloroform over his mouth and nose. Misaki felt weak and his vision started to blur before he blacked out. The van sped off, leaving behind only the scattered groceries and green peppers that he had purchased on the pavement as the only trace of evidence.

"Woo that was easy! Young people are so easy to kidnap these days!" the kidnapper exclaimed, as he drove in search for another victim.

His accomplice was in the back, duct taping his victim limbs and mouth before blind folding him to be ready for transportation to their dealer. To make sure they won't be tracked, the man took Misaki's phone and threw it outside. Of course he was wearing gloves, these guys were professionals working for the Mafia.

"Imagine how much money we could make if we keep doing this. We already took like seven people this month."

"Should we take him to the dealer now since the police are on high alert nowdays?" another accomplice at the back added.

"No not yet besides we are in a new town. After a few more drives we may get lucky," the kidnapper explained before turning to the driver. " Yo Aku, few more rounds before we go eh?"

"Sure thing," the driver said as he turned through another street. "This area seems nice and empty," the driver said before spotting his next victim. "Ah a young teen too, the boss will be happy."

"New prey guys! Get ready, the more we kidnap and traffic the more money we make. This area seems clear!" he yelled to his subordinates at the back.

Aku pulled on the side of the road as he usually did. This time they had snagged a blond haired boy. When the two kidnappers pulled him in and shut the doors, the blond fought for his life. He started to kick and motion his arms back and forth to break away from the kidnappers grip.

"Wow this kids a fighter," the man said whilst trying to hold the victim.

A rag was then quickly placed over his mouth which muffled his screams, causing his body to turn limp. The black van then drove off. No witnesses were present and all was left behind was the dirty blonde's cabbages that had fallen out from the grocery bag. Both boys were bound and blindfolded. The kidnappers were done for the day and drove off to deliver their packages where their boss will decide their fate.

[~¥~]

Misaki could hear faint sobs and cries echoing into his ears. He slowly opened his eyes to identify the source. His vision took a while to adjust to the light dim room.

'Where am I? Where is this place? Usagi-san please help me.'

He awoke to find his hands bound together by silver duct tape. Misaki tried to motion himself up from his resting position but was greeted by nauseating headaches. The brunette glanced around to observe his surroundings. He was locked in a cell. The cell had degraded concrete walls, metal chains and leaked pipes that dripped every three seconds. The brunette could see other cells as well. The interior was similar to a prison, only instead the prisoners were innocent helpless victims like him.

He saw the other victims, many were around his age and were mainly women, there were other males too. However it was hard to see their full appearance as the only source of light was in the centre of the hallway.

"Shit what is going to happen to me?," his muttered under his breath.

'Was this a nightmare? The events unfolded too quickly. I must be dreaming.'

But this was real. He closed his eyes and thought of his partner's comfort, his brother and all of his friends and if he were to disappear from them without them knowing. Emotions began to build up within him and he became desperate to find an escape. Upon looking around his cell to find a way out, he noticed a blond boy in the corner of his cell with his head was facing down, resting on his knees.

Misaki called out lightly to the blond, "Hey are you okay? Do you know where we are?"

The dirty blond lifted his head. Misaki swear he knew he had seen this boy from somewhere before. The blond had grey eyes and they looked just as terrified as Misaki's was.

"No, I don't know where the hell we are I just woke up," he replied. His voiced appeared slightly low. " I was buying some cabbages from the shop near the university to cook for dinner tonight. As I was heading home, a black van come out of nowhere and two men jumped at me. After that I don't remember the rest."

"Me too! Except I was buying green peppers. Wait does mean you were at the same store as I was? I thought I noticed you there for second," he said, feeling a bit better since they were now both on the same boat.

"Well I guess that makes us both unlucky then," the boy chuckled in a low depressive voice. " I'm Takatsuki Shinobu, but you can just call me Shinobu."

"Ah okay Shinobu, my name is Takahashi Misaki." He sighed deeply. "What do you think is going to happen to us?" he asked, not really wanting to know that something bad might happen to them.

"I don't know, but I don't plan to find out. Wait we should ask the others in the other cell," Shinobu suggested. He shuffled a bit closer to the front to view the other prisoners.

"Hey guys, over there! Do you know what's happening?"

One girl across their cell raised her head to respond to them. The girl had light brown hair in the shape of a bob cut. It was clear that she was a high school student as she was still wearing her uniform.

"The bad men... the Mafia... they're selling us for organs or as slaves," she responded in a cracky voice as tears begun to drip from the corners of her eyes.

Misaki and Shinobu turned to face each other at the same time. Their faces labelled with disbelieving shock. Misaki begun to shake. All of these negative thoughts were starting to run into his head. What would happen if he were to get sold? At least he would still be alive and then at least Usagi-san and the police could find him. Unless he was killed for his vital organs, which he didn't want to know how they would extract it. He cringed upon imagining a sharp surgical knife cutting deeply into his flesh while warm blood poured out. Would he be conscious when the organ extraction was carried out? He felt a bit woozy after conjuring up those disturbing images in his head.

Shinobu was feeling the same, he wished Miyagi were here to save him. He only wished to see his family one last time before he would disappear from them. Both boys sat in fear, lost in their own world, wondering whether they will be saved from the evil clutches of their captors.

Suddenly in a distant, a metal door opened and the sound of men conversing can be heard echoing from down the hallway. Their footsteps grew louder as they came closer. All of the other prisoners shuffled back to end or the corners of their cells. Both of the boys did the same.

"Well which one here would like to see the boss first?" came a deep voice. As the men came closer the boys could see four men. All of them looked like typical mobsters due to their shaved beards and built structure. Two of the men were holding guns which appeared to be a black sub machine gun. The third one was holding knife, whereas the fourth one had nothing but his bare fists, whom appeared to be the decider of the group.

"What about these girls over here?" one of the thugs pointed.

"Nah they stay here. Hoes are everywhere, we need to traffic high quality stuff," said the one without weapon. Looking around the cells he stopped in front of Misaki's and Shinobu's cell.

"Well well what do we have here," the man grinned. "Two little boys. You must the ones Aku and his boys brought in. I'm sure you will be sold at very high price, both of you." The man then signalled his men to open the cells. Misaki and Shinobu were both now fearing for their lives. Shinobu was cursing at them to "fuck off" whereas Misaki withdrew to the corner screaming " Stay away from me!"

The men pointed the guns at the boys signalling them to get up. Unable to do so due to their bound hands, the men picked them up and dragged them by the collar of their shirts. Now up and moving, they were escorted at gunpoint pass the hall and into a basement looking room. There they saw a fairly handsome middle aged black haired man dressed in elegant black tuxedo with a red ribbon tie. The man was smoking a cigar on one hand with his elbow resting on the arm chair and his legs crossed. He was sitting on a nice wooden chair. The two were forced to kneel in front of him. Both boys were nervous and shaking at this point. Who was this man? And was he the one to decide the outcome of their fate?

They prayed inside their hearts that a light would protect them from such evil.

"Boss, we found these two. Do you think they are worth it?" the thug asked.

The yakuza smirked at the sight of the boys. He uncrossed his legs and leaned forward before reaching out with his hand to cup Misaki's chin and gaze into his frightened green eyes. He motioned Misaki's face left and right to observe his superficial beauty.

"This one has beautiful emerald eyes," he said before moving to Shinobu. But before he could cup the dirty blond, the boy flinched and swayed his head away.

"Don't touch me! " he protested.

"This one's a feisty one. You won't be after what's going to happening to you," he smirked. "Boys!" he signalled his thugs. "It's decided, we ship them off. The auctioneer will be pleased." Turning to them he grinned. "Well I hope that today was the last day you will ever be experiencing the taste of freedom."

Both of their eyes widened and within seconds a cloth bag was placed over their heads.

[~¥~]

Back at the apartment.

Evening had approached and Misaki had not yet arrived home from university. Akihiko sat anxiously waiting in the lounge room with his cell phone in his hand. It was 8:15 pm and Misaki had not yet replied to any of his text messages or calls. Sure thing Misaki had done this sort of thing before when he went out with his friends late at night. But with Akihiko being overprotective, he needed to know who was Misaki with and where he went. The silver haired despised that Sumi friend of Misaki's. Could Misaki be with that guy? Akihiko wondered. Where was his lover and why hasn't he told him where he was? He did mention something about hanging out with Toudou. But the lack of information was driving the impatient man insane. He decided to give Misaki another call.

"Come on Misaki. Pick up your phone."

Still no one answered the phone.

"Damn!"

Akihiko didn't have time to worry about his manuscript. His mind was only focused on the safety of Misaki. Damn! He should off put a tracker on Misaki's phone. That would make it so much easier for him to locate his brunette at anytime and any day he wanted to. He should off learnt his lesson from the day Misaki stayed over at Sumi's. Darn! Now he had to wait for his lover. Hoping and praying that the brunette would walk through the front door,

Akihiko waited.

But he still didn't come.

To be continued...

A.N: FYI (spoilers) The kitten does play a part in the storyline.

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