Title: Life Threatening is Fun
Rated: T, language, usage, sexual themes, and abuse. Oh the fun.
Summary: I never thought someone saying I'll Kill You would be so funny to me. 15 Noah/Kid stories. Some Rated T.
Author Note: First ever fanfic! Okay not really, but first that I have posted on this site. This place needs more Noah and Kid love and fluff. Not to mention I'm getting impatience with the manga updates w. This is my first chapter, one down fourteen more to go! Woot! Oh and this will probably be a slow moving fic. But not too slow...please review 33.
Chapter oo1;; Speaking just for Me
He wrapped his arms around his captor feeling the melting rhythms that the older male pressed on to him. Their lips locked to one another both exploring the forbidden boundaries. Yet all to familiar. The younger male broke free, his head now resting on his chest. A soft moan escaping his lips as the dominance deepen his thrusts. He tighten his hold around his neck, straggling with a strong desire. He breathed in deeply the nerve wrecking rhythms were becoming faster. He heard the older male moan with pleasure, they were both reaching their end.
"Ah.." his back curved as a gentle hand smoothed out his white skin, his chest now pressed against his captors. He could no longer bare it, he moaned loudly into his ear as he finally released. He kept his arms around him feeling the older males release inside him. The thrusts ceased and they were still, breathing in each others scent. The younger male struggled to maintain a steady breath his body shaking but lively. He heard his captor laugh and he looked up now face to face with him.
"What..." he said shakily, the boy's face was teasing a smirk on his face. The collector shook his head the boy noticed too that he was out of breath. In a way he felt a sense of pride.
"Your just amazing you know that.."
"Oh shut up" the boy retorted, he leaned slightly just enough to kiss his lips once more. Another breath taker. They broke apart still memorized with each others touch. The boy got up from his position his body still shaking slightly.
"Kid..."
"Hmm?"
The male titled his head slightly watching the boy get dressed in his attire. He was beautiful in every way, his skin still held its perfect glow even after everything it had endured. The boy noticed him watching him...
"What?"
Noah was lost in thought and merely grinned, a irritated sigh escaped from the younger boy. He continued to dress himself now buttoning up his white shirt. Finally he took the abandoned shirt that was left on the ground and tossed it roughly to him. Kid's face fumed with a blush "Your so perverted" he said turning his back away from the male so he could dress. He took the shirt off his face and put it on, he saw that Kid was now leaving the room.
"Where are you going?" Noah asked
Kid turned around "I'm hungry.." the way he relied sounded like a child. He then smirked his eyes narrowed "Scared I might run away?" he put his finger on his lips mischievously.
Noah blinked then gave a small 'che' "I like a good rabbit chase.." he said mockingly. Kid's fingers twitched then finally turned his whole body around and gave him the finger. Noah couldn't help but laugh "Your cute you know that..."
"Whatever, you gonna make me something?" Kid said lowering his hand and now made his way out the door. Noah sighed, and reluctantly got up putting on his pants. He followed Kid, to another room that slowly formed into a kitchen. Kid blinked now staring at the room before them, it was lacking of symmetry however surprisingly he didn't seemed as bother ( he'd fix that later ).
"Do you want cereal?"
"Are you kidding me?" Kid growled
"I don't know how to cook so-" Noah rubbed the back of his neck.
"What?!"
He turned to the young boy, "Cooking wasn't something that was on my list to do...usually Justin-"
"All he makes is rice!"
"Still tastes good.."
"Gah!"
"Will you be my women and cook for me?"
"Oh shut up.." Kid had already token action, and resisted the urge to smack the collector with a metal pan. Of course this brought back memories of what he always cooked for Liz and Patti. He stopped and stared at the pan now in complete sorrow of what he missed. Noah was oblivious to this.
"Hey..."
Kid snapped back to reality, he hadn't realized but his eyes were teary and red. Noah was too busy trying to balance a butter knife on his two fingers.
"Do you remember what I told you yesterday?" Noah asked him, Kid's eyes widen slightly.
"You were serious?" he asked weakly.
"Why not..." Noah replied in a cold tone, Kid winced feeling so small against the older male. In times like these did he really hate Noah's other side. Kid gripped the edge of the counter leaning forward slightly. He remembered what Noah had asked him, it was to join him. Kid couldn't have believed him if he tired. One minute he was abused like a hostage the next protected like a lover. Noah watched him with his internal conflict and was unfazed. Did he not care? Did he not realize the pain that it would cause for him? Once again Noah was oblivious to this.
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Kid brought the pan to the hot stove, olive oil materialized besides the counter just like he wanted and took it. Noah frowned slightly knowing the young shinigami was ignoring him. One trait they both shared was impatience...time was something that was too important. Noah walked towards him, wrapping his arm around his waist gingerly then placing the butter knife near Kid's neck. Kid didn't flinch or retaliate instead completely ignore him once more. Noah laughed softly sending a shiver down the young boy's spine.
"Well..." the harmless butter knife materialized into a sharper edge, Noah pressed down on the boy's skin causing beads of blood to appear.
"I need more time" Kid snapped angrily, he couldn't believe that the captor was expecting a immediate response. Noah felt the youth tremble from his grasp, but his expression remained stoic. This wasn't the answer he wanted to hear. He lowered the knife near the boy's collar bone making a perfect line of blood seeping down. Noah kissed the boy's temple, then finally back away. Despite being a shinigami, Kid still felt powerless against the older male. He hated his power of manipulating him, but the truth being was that he had no other choice. He wasn't ready to do something so drastic just for his sake. No. He still had father and the sisters. He had friends in Death City, everyone...he couldn't just betray them so casually.
"It's been 3 months already.."
His eyes widen slightly, then narrowed..burning with tears that slowly formed. Kid couldn't help himself, Noah knew how to strike his heart. A small smile came to the collectors face, "Surely, they forgotten"
"Stop it..."
"Or maybe just..abandoned you"
". . ."
"..even your father"
Kid snapped, he turned around and grabbed Noah's collar. The male allowed the furious shinigami to hold him, Kid looked at Noah with deep hatred. Noah's smile didn't fade, he found it humorous that Death the Kid was so fragile to such simple words. Kid pulled back his fist ready to strike him but it didn't come. Noah waited.
"Well..?" Noah titled his head slightly watching the young male struggle with himself. Kid let out a low whimper but pulling back more. His eyes hidden from the collector.
"Y-you..asshole" Noah chuckled, he placed a hand over the boy's head and stoked his hair. Kid lowered his fist wondering why he couldn't hit the man. He felt so low, dirty, total garbage. He looked at his hands, his vision blurred with the flow of tears.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid....
Kid slapped Noah's hand away from him, he backed away till he felt the wall behind him. He slumped down trying desperately to forget all the roughness between them. Everything that was the beginning, the abuse, torture, the pressure...everything. He didn't want any of that anymore. Yet it was center of their relationship. A forced relationship. A relationship...that he never wanted to begin with. Kid didn't want to feel so low against him, compared to Noah he was nothing. He was treated like nothing. Just dirt. Yes that's what he was...lowered than dirt. Kid heard Noah walk to him, he didn't move..he no longer cared. Noah's hand cupped his chin till they both viewed each other, their eyes connecting. Noah saw the beautiful broken golden eyes that belonged to the young shinigami. He was no longer crying but he still saw the sorrow that still resided inside him. He didn't feel apologetic..just pity. Noah pulled him closer till their lips touched. Kid tired to get away from it but Noah was too strong. He gripped him tightly, a firm hand around his delicate wrist. It hurt, it burned with the painful desire of greed. That's what Noah was all about..Everything was for him, the greater him. And Kid was just another thing he wanted. Noah finally broke, getting up slowly his hold still the youth's wrist. He looked down at him, he no longer smiled by the disappointment he felt. It was like looking down at a child...a worthless child.
"What will I make out of you..Death the Kid" Noah gently let Kid go...
away..
away..
away.....
Everything...Make me..everything...
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I fail. I was hoping to make this a little longer but I guess it'll do. Oh and if you have any ideas that you want me to write out please tell me! I take requests. Till next chapter!