Chapter One: My Demons

"I'm home!" I shut the door behind me, kicking off my shoes and placing them neatly by the door before proceeding inside.

"Hey sexy man." Tadashi said as he sauntered into the living room and kissed me on the cheek. "How was your day?"

I loosened my tie and set my bag down. "I'm beat. I had that presentation for class today."

"The one for your Applied Mechanical Physics class?"

"Yup. That one. I think I did well, Professor Miller had an impressed look on her face."

"Well that's a change of pace. She normally has a condescending look plastered on her face." He helped me take off my suit jacket, draping it over a chair in the kitchen.

'"Got that right. She seemed thoroughly impressed though, oh thanks for the notes from that class by the way."

"Anything for my fiancé." He pecked me on the cheek again before walking back to the kitchen and tending to something I couldn't see. I figured he was handling dinner.

"So what's for dinner tonight? More fast food?" I took a seat at the center island in the kitchen

"No smartass. If you look around you, I'm in the midst of preparing a rather appetizing meal."

I looked at the counter and noticed an array of ingredients and kitchen utensils strewn about. "Hmph, try not to burn the house down this time will ya?"

Tadashi turned and glared at me. "I burn something ONE TIME and you never let me forget it."

"It's just how I am. You should be used to it by now."

"You would think, but no. As I recall it was your fault anyway." I stiffened in my seat when I realized that it was indeed my fault. I should have known roping Tadashi into a spontaneous blow job while he was cooking wouldn't end well. "Anyway, I'm sautéing some chicken in a sweet and spicy sauce. I got the recipe from Go Go."

"How is our speed demon anyway? Haven't seen her or Honey Lemon in a month."

"She's doing great. You know those two, ever since they started dating they're practically attached at the hip."

"Still can't believe it, never thought I'd see Go Go putting up with Honey's optimism and constant cheer."

"Or Honey putting up with Go Go's insatiable appetite for all things fast and or violent."

"Then again we can't really judge now can we?" I grabbed a carrot from the nearby salad Tadashi had sitting out and started to munch on. "I mean, we're brothers and we're engaged."

"You're right. As long as they're happy, that's all that matters." An easy silence descended upon us. All that was heard was the occasional clanking of the pan on the stove when Tadashi moved it.

I let out a quiet sigh, relaxing for the first time all day, finally having a chance to think. The first thought that came to my head was of Go Go and Honey Lemon since we were just talking about them. It still seems kind of odd that after these past couple of years, Go Go suddenly asked Honey out, in her own subtle and very nonchalant way. Speaking of odd couples, Fred and Wasabi are doing just great, they've even tossed around the idea of getting engaged too. Aunt Cass and Naes are going to get married soon as well, in a few months we'll have a new member of the family. In all honesty, Tadashi and I couldn't be any happier for Aunt Cass. Naes is a great guy and has treated us like his own since the day he met us. He's done more than just get us great offers and deals for our tech, he's also talked to us about being a couple on his own terms and helped with other issues that we've had. Aunt Cass really did snag a great guy.

That wasn't the only great aspect of our lives now, aside from great relationships, I was flourishing in my studies and Tadashi was raking in money as a full time manager at the shipping place he worked at. Of course the money from the deals we made with Naes was still pouring in so money was never an issue. Although most of it was going to charities and organizations once we pulled out enough to cover our expenses. We even gained a bit of fame because of our "generous nature" as the tabloids put it. Honestly I just see it as being the good people Aunt Cass raised us to be, it's as natural as breathing.

"Hirooooo. Hey space cadet, you still with me?"

I blinked a few times, snapping out of my thoughts. Tadashi was waving his hand in my face trying to catch my attention. "Hmm?"

"You okay? You spaced out."

"Oh yea, just thinking."

He set a plate down in front of as well as one on his side of the island. "Anything bugging you?"

"Nah, just…reflecting is a better term I suppose."

He plated some chicken and salad for me before doing the same for himself. "Go on."

"Well" I picked up the metal chopsticks next to my plate, gesturing them as I spoke. "I was just thinking about Go Go and Honey, Fred and Wasabi, Aunt Cass and Naes-"

"Soon to be Uncle Naes." Tadashi swiftly corrected as he seated himself across from me.

"Right." I chuckled. "Anyway, I was thinking about them and our lives. Nothing really deep or anything just getting lost in thought."

"You sure nothing else is bugging you? You know you can talk to me. At least you should know after, oh how long has it been now…18 years?"

"Yes my persistent little love bug, I'm sure. Like I said I was just reflecting, nothing more. I'm actually quite happy with life right now. Classes are going well and summer will be here soon, we're stable as far as money goes, everyone's happy…"

"I feel like there's a 'but' coming." He was right…the more I talked, the more I got a sense of foreboding. "Hiro. Spit it out. Your face just changed."

"Fuck."

"Yea you should know that after knowing you all your life, I can tell something's wrong at a glance. It happened while you were talking."

"Yea…As I kept talking I started to think things were going…too well. Usually when happiness plateaus like this SOMETHING shakes it up. When we were first dating everything was fine then people started finding out, then the whole thing with Mika, then Aunt Cass kicked you out-"

"Hiro." He placed a calming hand on mine to stop me from rambling. "Calm down. You're getting worked up over thoughts that that overactive brain of yours cooked up. Nothing's gonna happen. Well, nothing we can't handle anyway. We're the Hamada brothers, our family is a bit tenacious if you haven't noticed." I chuckled a bit but I guess I still had a doubtful look on my face. "Look at me." I looked up at him timidly. He brushed my bangs away from my eyes and smiled at me.

"I love you."

"I love you too." We shared a brief but much needed kiss. "Don't worry so much okay? If something comes up, we'll handle it okay?"

"Okay. I trust you."

"Thank you. Now eat, the chicken before it gets cold."

"Ugh….Jesus what time is it?" I look over Hiro's disheveled hair at the clock and note that it's 4:19 in the morning. I gingerly slide my arm out from under the pillow Hiro is sleeping on then pace into the kitchen for a snack. "Why are you awake at this ungodly hour Hamada?" I knew why, it's because Hiro was right. The foreboding feeling he was getting was justified.

I reached into the pantry, flipping on the light and absent mindedly scanning the shelves for something to eat. I grabbed a bag of marshmallows and some canned ravioli before switching off the light and taking a seat at the center island.

"When are you gonna man up and show him that letter Hamada?" I muttered to myself. I looked over at the end table in the living room, more specifically the closed drawer. I meant to tell him tonight but he was dead tired and then he brought up his newfound sense of worry…the timing would have been all wrong.

I look down at the now empty can of ravioli that I assume I had been munching on while lost in my thoughts. "Fuck." I reach for a marshmallow just to find an empty plastic bag. "Damn it…well might as well get some water and try and get back to sleep…still gotta finish that paperwork for the next shipment of deliveries in the morning." I toss out the bag and proceed to wash out the can so I can recycle it when I hear footsteps coming down the hall from the bedroom. I look up and see a sleepy Hiro rubbing his eye, mouth open just enough to see the gap in his teeth that I've come to adore, and my night shirt hanging off of his shoulder.

"…Dashi what are you doing up?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

He staggered over to me and gently leaning into my arm. "You know I don't sleep well when you're not in bed with me."

I pulled him into a one armed hug. "I know. I was just a bit hungry okay? I just need to get my drink, then we can go back to bed." I kissed the top of his head and rubbed his shoulder. He nodded and wrapped his arm around my waist.

We started walking back towards the bedroom after I filled my cup with water. "When are you gonna tell me what's been bugging you?"

I froze up for a second. "W-what? What are you-"

He gently pulled away from me and leaned against the wall. "Dashi…I'm not stupid. I've been waiting for you to tell me. Don't lie okay? I know you as well as you know me. So…when are you gonna tell me?"

Even when he's half asleep he's still as persistent as ever. "Okay…I was going to tell you when we sat down to eat but you started to worry. I'll tell you in the morning okay? I promise." He nodded in agreement. "Alright. Now, back to bed."

As soon as we were nestled comfortably in bed, Hiro tapped my chest a couple of times. "Hey…Dashi…"

"Hmm?"

"I love you…"

I tilted his chin up and kissed him. "Love you too. Sorry about lying."

"Apology accepted."

"Get some sleep okay?"

"You too. You still have paperwork to do…"

"I know. I'll get to it in the morning."

"Alright…love you…"

"Love you too."

"There. All finished." I set my pen down and looked at the clock and it read 12:30 p.m. "Only took me an hour." I rolled out of bed around at around 11:30 to do my paperwork and had expected Hiro to be up with me but he was still asleep. "Hmph, for someone who claims to not sleep well without me, he's doing a damn good job of disproving that."

"I heard that." I look down the hall and see an extremely disheveled 17 year old staggering towards me.

"Hey sleepy head. Welcome to the world of the living. I see you decided to skip putting on my night shirt this time and opted for skin tight boxer-briefs instead."

"Shut up." He yawned, still trying to wake up. "Besides, you love seeing me in all my unkempt glory."

"As well as your morning glory." I purred leaning forward, resting my chin on the back of my hand.

He looked down and noticed that he was sporting his usual morning wood but made no attempts to cover it, in fact he flaunted it. "Damn right. You love it." He sauntered over to me and placed his head in the curve of my neck. "You love it when your little Hiro acts all sexy."

"You're asking for trouble as soon as you roll out of bed?"

"Maybe I am. What of it?"

"You know you don't wanna start thi~s." He started to lick and bite my exposed neck, causing me to moan a bit while I was talking.

"Oh but I do."

"Seriously?" He clamped down on my neck and that's when I knew he wasn't going to let up. "Alright. Let's play." I turned around, grabbed him, and pushed him against the wall with his arms above his head.

"You brute." He purred into the side of my neck. He wrapped his legs around my waist, letting himself sink down just enough to grind against my hardening length.

"You're the one who's practically riding me through my pants."

"Your point being?"

"Wanna take this to the bedroom?" He nodded, and without any hesitation, I whisked him away to our love nest.

We stripped down in record time and, as if we had never done any of this before, we were going at it. I had Hiro handcuffed to the bed and was taking my time teasing him. Caressing his inner thighs, groping his chest, rubbing his nipples, letting my fingertips glide ever so lightly over the surface of his skin, and gently stroking his oozing cock. I loved seeing him get so worked up over the lightest touches. I didn't always have to be rough to get him off. I could be gentle and tease him or just dive right in, it really depended on the situation.

"Ba…bastard…"

"Sorry what was that? Couldn't hear you over the sounds of you begging for more."

"Just…enough…put it in. Please."

I leaned in next to his ear. "I love it when you beg." I let my husky breath waft across his skin. I could see the goosebumps beginning to form on his skin and it gave me that same rush I always get when I realize how much power I have over him.

I aligned my fingers with his entrance, letting him watch as I poured the lube onto my fingers. His eyes were filled with anticipation and lust, he knew it was coming and barely flinched when my fingers glided up his hole before making their way inside. He let at a few constricted gasps before relaxing enough for me to start moving my fingers.

I knew the moment I hit pay dirt because Hiro rocked into my fingers and I withdrew them as soon as he did. He glared at me as best he could with that streak of scarlet running across his face. I moved forward a bit, rubbing the head of my cock along his hole. I could see him trying to force it in but I wasn't ready to stop teasing him just yet.

He leered at me again before I decided to give him what he was after, I pushed forward at an agonizingly slow pace until I was fully sheathed inside him. The breathy moan he always lets out when I finally penetrate him never ceased to make me melt. I quickly find a rhythm that satisfies both of us, the sound of moist skin colliding begins to get drowned out by Hiro's cries for more.

"Ahhh….Tadashi…rougher."

"The hell do you want me to do?"

"Let me loose."

I stopped for a second, the sound of labored breaths filling the air replaced our moans. "You sure?"

He nodded. "I want it…I want it against the wall…I want you to…to pull my hair. Grope me."

I looked at him in stunned silence. We had done that before but Hiro opted out of it because I was being too rough, imagine that. "You sure? Last time I was too rough with you."

"I'm sure…our safety word is still care and…I wanna feel alive. You're the only one who can make me feel it." He gave me that shota-esque pout he was becoming known for and that pretty much sealed the deal. Before I knew what was happening, I was pinning him against the wall, face first, with one hand pinning his arms behind his back and the other pulling his hair.

"Like that?"

He grunted. "Yes…this is amazing."

I was slamming into him with the right amount of force, at the right angle. I sunk my teeth into his neck and he let out a high pitched moan that sounded more like a scream. If someone were recording this they'd probably compare it to that cliché scream you hear in bad, poorly directed, porn shot on a college student's budget.

"I…can't…cumming!" With that broken sentence, Hiro was shooting up the length of the wall as well as his stomach. His body started to get heavy but I held him up.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Huh?"

"I still haven't cum yet." I purred into his ear as I spoke. I pushed upwards, making him stand up and eventually stretch up on his toes.

"Ahh….Dashi…"

"What's the matter my dear Hiro?" I trailed kisses from his neck to his shoulder. "Is there something" I rocked back and forth slowly. "troubling you?"

He pressed the palm of his free hand flat against the wall so it was level with his shoulder. "Too…good…Tadashi…"

I kept rocking my hips back and forth at a steady pace, using Hiro's moans as incentive to get as much pleasure out of this as possible. Before long I was cumming inside Hiro and he was cumming on the wall again. We both started panting, trying to catch our breath. I leaned against him, resting my head on the back of his neck.

"I…"

"Yea…"

"Shower?"

"Mmhmm." We staggered into the bathroom and got cleaned up. Showering together almost turned into round two but Hiro reminded me that we still had something to talk about. We got dressed, cleaned up the wall, and walked into the kitchen. I made him a cup of coffee with a decent amount of French vanilla creamer and sugar, the way he loves it, before sitting down with him.

"So."

"So…"

"What's bugging you? Is it really that bad?" He took a sip of his coffee as he spoke.

"Sort of…" I sighed then went to retrieve the letter. I grabbed it from the drawer in the living room and when I returned, I slid it across the island to Hiro.

"What's this?" He set his mug down and opened the envelope, reading over the documents in what I assume was stunned silence. "No…"

"Unfortunately yes." The envelope contained a letter from the San Frasokyo Center for Corrections I received a week ago saying Miaka Inoue would be paroled shortly after Aunt Cass and Naes' wedding. Apparently the charges of attempted murder and kidnapping were dropped because her lawyer found some sort of legal loophole or technicality.

"This…this is what…"

"I wanted to tell you last night…I wanted to tell you when it got here but the timing was-"

"Off." I nodded. "I can't say I blame you…" He spoke softly. Still processing the information.

"You don't? I was sure you'd hit the ceiling."

"I…I probably would have if you showed me last week or yesterday…but now…I'm just…in shock."

I tentatively reached out and touched his hand. "Hiro…what are you thinking?"

"I honestly have no idea. My mind is racing. It's darting back and forth between when we first met her, to when she attacked us, to when she got hauled in. What if-"

"Stop right there. No 'what if's'. Don't even go there. You'll drive yourself insane that way. I know the way your brain works, you'll start with one scenario and within seconds you're imagining the worst. Not this time." I took both of his hands in mine. "Trust me on this, nothing is going to happen. Okay?" He nodded slowly. "Okay then. C'mere." He got up and walked over to me then I pulled him into a hug. He rested his head against my chest, as I cradled the back of his head in my hand. "We're gonna be fine. I promise."

"This isn't over…not by a long shot…Tadashi Hamada, you will be mine." I look at the picture of him nearest to me. A newspaper clipping of them, some article about them donating a lot of money to some charity. "Hiro…you will not stand in the way of our happiness. Not again. I'm not that idiotic girl who rushed in without a plan. No, no. This time…I have a plan and it's all or nothing." I go back to my planning…making sure everything is going to happen the way I want it to. Predicting how people will think and act isn't easy but when you've had 2 years to do it…well…it becomes easier.

I learned by watching my fellow inmates. Picking a couple of subjects and watching them, listening to them, hearing their stories in counseling and predicting what they would do throughout the day. It was child's play by the end of the fourth month. Since I know a bit about everyone in their group, I can somewhat predict what will happen. Go Go, the tough hot head. Wasabi the gentle powerhouse. Fred, the lazy, goofy, borderline genius, rich kid. Honey Lemon the kind heart. Hiro the logical hot head. And my dear, sweet Tadashi, the protective older brother.

This plan is really coming together. "One more month…one more month until I can put my plan into action…"