Title: You Belong To Me
Fandom: alice nine
Characters: Amano Shinji(Tora), Sakamoto Takashi(Saga), Ogata Hiroto(Hiroto), Kohara Kazamasa(Shou), Murai Naoyuki(Nao)
Prompt: 042. Triangle
Word Count: 2,635
Rating: NC-17
Summary: His luck was just getting better all the time.

You Belong To Me

Tora sat back against the wall of the studio, staring off blankly and absentmindedly strumming his guitar. Where was everybody? Practice was supposed to have started nearly half an hour again, and no one was in sight. Saga had arrived with him, of course, but had gone to get some coffee. That was 20 minutes ago.

As if he had spoken it aloud, the door cracked open almost immediately, and Tora glanced up to see Shou walking in. He looked pretty rough, like he hadn't slept in days. His hair seemed even messier than usual, and when he brought his hand up to brush it out of his eyes, Tora could see the dried blood in the corners of his fingernails. He had been biting them again. Shou only bit his nails when something was truly bothering him.

"Hey, Shou-san. You okay?" Shou jerked his head around and looked at him as if just noticing he was there.

"Oh. Hey, Tora. No. I'm fine. Just a little tired, that's all." He sounded almost dead. His voice was cracked and harsh, like he had been crying for an extended period. He came to sit beside Tora in the floor and leaned against the wall as well, closing his eyes and sighing a little too loud. Tora sat up and put his guitar to the side, scooting a little closer to Shou before leaning back again.

"Have you seen Nao? Or Hiroto?" he asked quietly, not really wanting to disturb his friend. He seemed to accomplish that, though, as Shou's eyes shot open wide and glanced at Tora for a moment.

"Uh...N-no. I haven't seen Nao. I talked to Hiroto on the phone earlier..." Shou drifted off, refusing to look in Tora's direction. That was a strange reaction. Did the thing that was bothering him have to do with Hiroto or Nao?

"Well?" Tora pushed, scooting even closer before closing his eyes to pretend he didn't notice Shou's anxiety. "Is he gonna be here or not?"

Shou looked as if he were about to panic. Tora thought he could see sweat forming on his forehead when he glanced at him out the corner of his eye. He shifted a bit, confirming what Tora was thinking.

"I-I don't know. He didn't really say what time--"

"Are you sure there's nothing bothering you?" Tora had now scooted so close that their noses were almost touching when Shou turned to face him. His slender friend bit into his lips and tried to move away, but Tora just followed him. Shou finally realized there was no getting away and just stayed where he was, giving Tora a scared look.

"No. I told you. I'm just tired. Why do you ask?" Tora felt a smirk creep onto his lips as he looked down at Shou's hands clawing into the linoleum floor.

"You've been biting your fingernails. And, we all know what that means." He raised his eyebrows as Shou gulped noticeably. He was about to break.

"It's an oral fixation, you know. Just some old habit...Why are you looking at me that way?" Tora felt a chuckle escape his throat, and he knew that the breath blew right into Shou's face. He was a master of manipulating answers out of people. He could use his charm to weasel just about anything out of his band mates. Never sex, though. That was saved for Saga.

"Oh, really? 'Cause I've always thought it a bit more than that. You always wear your emotions on your sleeve. You know that, Shou-kun?" He moved even closer, causing Shou to give a yelp.

"T-Tora. Don't do this."

"Do what?"

"You know..."

"I'm just concerned, that's all."

"Well, you shouldn't be."

"C'mon, Shou. I'm your friend. You're supposed to confide things in me."

"No. I told you, I'm fine."

"I know you better than that."

"No."

"Does it have to do with Hiroto?"

"AH! You're so frustrating! You won't even want to know what's the fuck's going on!"

Tora paused for a moment, his smile widening. He loved doing this to Shou.

"So, it does involve him, ne?"

Shou's eyes widened, if possible, even further then and Tora knew he had struck a nerve. He had definitely sensed something going on with Hiroto lately. Maybe that's what it was. Shou shot up from the floor and began pacing, looking like a maniac more than anything.

"Shou? Where's Hiroto?" Shou stopped, looking at him as if he were about to cry. He crouched down to sit on his knees and stared Tora straight in the eye.

"You...you promise you won't do anything crazy?" Tora blinked up at his friend, waiting for him to finish so that he wouldn't be so confused. Why would he do something "crazy?"

"Well, Hiroto called me last night," Shou began, standing back up to start pacing again. "He sounded hysterical, almost mad. He started talking about how he'd never find anyone to love him...and how Saga was the only person to ever treat him right. He said he wishes he'd never broken up with Saga, that Saga was meant for him, but he didn't want to hurt your feelings. He said...he thinks he's in love with Saga. He wants Saga to make his decision. Whether he loves Hiroto back or not. I-I didn't want to tell you, Tora...but you have to stop him. Saga's yours now, not his!"

Tora could only gape at Shou as he finished. Was what he just heard true? Hiroto was in love with Saga? When did this happen? He knew Hiroto was giving someone bedroom eyes...but he thought it was Shou! Boy, was he ever wrong.

He looked up at Shou for another moment before standing to leave. Was that why Saga had been gone so long? Had Hiroto put the moves on him while he was getting his coffee? Worse yet, what if Saga did love him back? Tora had to get to that break room.

On the way out the door, he met an extra hyper-looking Nao coming in. He brushed past him before he could even finish his greeting to Tora. He was sure Shou and his big mouth would tell him everything, anyways. He regretted that thought immediately. Shou was just trying to protect him. But, he was actually planning on keeping it from him?

He rushed down the hallways, trying his best to remember where that break room was. He was so afraid of what he was going to find. After all, Hiroto and Saga had been together long before Tora had come along. And, from what he had heard, they had been very intimately involved. But...Hiroto had also cheated on Saga. With some skanky chick, too. Saga had been so upset, and Tora had been there to comfort him through it. Saga had said he loved him, too. That had to count for something, right? No. He was almost sure Saga could resist Hiroto.

He continued to wander until he came to a door at the end of the hall. Tora reached down to twist the knob, but learned quickly that it was locked. He sighed and pressed his back into the wall. His luck was just getting better all the time. That's when he heard the distinctive sound of something glass crashing to the floor, followed by a loud, airy gasp.

"Mmmnn...Do that again, Hiroppon." Tora covered his mouth with both of his hands to keep himself from screaming at the top of his lungs in outrage. Was that...Saga's voice!? Oh, shit. This was like his worst nightmare come true. His boyfriend, stolen away by some...midget.

"Aff...nnnn. I love you so much, Saga." Tora dared to take a peek into the tiny rectangular window on the door, cursing aloud when he was the scene inside. There was Saga, sitting on the counter with Hiroto's head bobbing in between his thighs. There was dark coffee spread all around them and in Hiroto's hair, and Tora could see the bright marks on Hiroto's neck where Saga had been kissing him. It disgusted him.

Rather than letting out an angry yell, Tora felt himself giving a loud whimper as his eyes began to fill with liquid. Saga had betrayed him. The man he had been living with for the past 5 years, who he was supposed to spend the rest of his life with, had betrayed him. And, what a bittersweet betrayal it would turn out to be.

"Tora? Tora!" He heard Saga calling after him as he sprinted down the hallways, but didn't turn around. He couldn't stand to look at him right now. He just had to get home. He needed to think. He didn't feel like practice anymore.

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He didn't even flinch when he heard the front door open and close. He already knew who it was. And, he could tell by the soft sound of approaching footsteps that he was about to be confronted. Tora wasn't really in the mood for any of Saga's bullshit. So, he kept his back to the door even after he heard the footsteps stop.

"Tora-kun?" He heard that tiny voice sooner than he had expected, but managed to keep his position on the edge of the bed. He could tell Saga had been crying by the sound of his voice. He had been crying, too. He had cried all the way home, and long after he had arrived. He had done some major thinking as well.

"Tora," came Saga's voice again, this time a bit louder and stronger. "Just look at me." He walked over to the side of the bed where Tora was sitting, trying to get in his line of vision, but failing as he just turned his head in the other direction.

"Come on..." He was now sitting on the bed with Tora, maneuvering around his turning head. "Fuck, Tora. Just..." Tora would not sit still, swaying this way and that while still refusing to give Saga any form of attention. He cold tell Saga was coming to his breaking point, and it ended up coming way too soon.

"LOOK AT ME, DAMMIT!" Saga's loud exclamation caused Tora to jump in the bed, and turn quickly to face him with a shocked expression on his face. What he saw almost brought him to his knees. Saga's eyes were red and puffy, and dried, crusty tears formed lines on his cheeks. There were marks covering his neck and bare chest, some of them even scabbed over with clotted blood. And, there was a large spot on his shoulder that had apparently been burned with hot coffee.

"What...am I supposed to say to that?" Tora could feel his frustration returning as he looked at Saga's glowing skin. Did he really expect him to feel any sympathy?

"I don't know. Tell me...tell me you're worried. Or...something comforting." Saga was shifting around, looking at Tora every now and then and biting his lip. Tora looked down and realized Saga hadn't even bothered to button his pants before he came looking for him.

"You did bring it on yourself..." Tora trailed off, crossing his arms and scowling before turning away again.

"Yes! I know. That's why I want to ask your forgiveness." Saga was pulling at his arms, likely to get him to embrace him. Tora was having none of it, though, and he jerked his arm away, glaring at Saga.

"Why are you asking me for forgiveness? Isn't your precious little Hiroppon the one you love? Why don't you go annoy him?"

Saga was in tears now, and Tora felt bad for just a little bit. He couldn't let Saga see that, though. What he did was wrong and cruel, and he deserved to be punished for it.

"I don't love Hiroto. I love you." Tora felt himself clenching his teeth and growing angrier with everything Saga said.

"No, you don't. Maybe you don't love anybody. Maybe you're a heartless bastard who only thinks with his dick!" Before he could stop himself, Tora was bringing his hand across Saga's sensitive cheek, to which he received a loud, pitiful cry. He watched Saga bring his hand up to cover the spot as he slowly turned his head.

"What...what do you want me to do?"

"Oh, I think you know very well." Tora then pounced on Saga, grabbing his arms and pinning them above his head on the pillows. He frowned down at Saga, who was crying even harder now and flinching continuously.

"Say it. Say it, Saga."

"W-what--"

"Say it!"

"I'm a fucking whore! Is that what you want to hear!?" Tora blinked down at him, his reply coming as a bit of a surprise.

"No," he said calmly, loosening his grip on Saga's wrists, but still refusing to let them go. Saga stopped crying and looked up at him, pleading with his eyes. Oh, hell.

"You are mine now. No one is allowed to touch you, look at you, or even think about you, unless I say so...Now, let me hear it."

Saga continued to look up at him for a moment. It made Tora's heart hurt. He felt he knew that Saga had just been caught up in the moment when he found him with Hiroto. It just happens. Much to his own dismay, he found himself leaning down to place a soft kiss on Saga's bruised lips.

"I...I belong to you, and you alone, Tora-san. You are what gives me breath...I love you."

Tora felt tears welling up in his own eyes, and he let Saga's arms go, leaning back on his knees. Almost immediately, Saga got up on his own knees and scooted forward to meet him. He took Tora's downcast face in both hands and brought it up to look at him. His thumb erased a solitary tear before he leaned forward and brushed their lips together.

Their kiss was soft and slow, every bit of caring and love put behind each press of their mouths. Tora thought it had to have been the most beautiful kiss he had ever shared with anyone. Before long, Saga pulled away and smiled down at him before leaning back in to kiss him more deeply. Tora couldn't help the wanton whimper that escaped him when Saga thrust his tongue out to lick around his lips. There was no hesitation on his part, and he parted them almost immediately, his own tongue reaching out to grab at Saga's

Tora allowed himself to be pushed back into the sheets as Saga laid himself down in between his legs and moved away from his mouth to begin kissing along his jaw line. Saga was exciting him very much. He could already feel the material of his pants pulling and stretching over his growing erection. He gasped aloud when he felt the cold of Saga's lip ring graze his earlobe.

"Saga...Saga," he was repeating over and over, running his hand up and down Saga's naked torso. "I...I need you."

Everything went much too fast for them after that. The rest of their clothes were shed, and after searching for that little bottle of lotion for what seemed like hours, Saga entered him with gentle motions and suppressed grunts. He was being so careful at first, not wanting to harm Tora in any way, but finding it very difficult to stifle the urgency behind every thrust. There was no need for them to be harsh or demanding tonight. They only had eyes for each other, and that was enough in itself.

They came, moaning one another's name, and slumped back onto the bed, completely sated. Tora smiled to himself as Saga cuddled up next to him, whispering little apologies and I love yous while slowly drifting off to sleep.

Maybe his luck wasn't so horrible after all.