Haruki

Chapter I

Not even a taboo

It was an entirely ordinary afternoon with rough weather and fallen leaves covering the ground. The wind was blowing cold and made everyone either stay home or wrap whatever coat or muffler they had on tighter around themselves. Aomine Daiki was no exception. He was hurrying in wide strides down the road while cursing the weather under his breath. He had no desire what so ever to take this detour to the house of his two childhood friends but they had both been sick and an important printout had to be delivered to them. Also he was a little worried about their condition, but just a little.

His fingers were stiff as he searched his pocket for his keys, one of which led to the home of the gorgeous twins he called friends. Before he even arrived at the door he was holding the key, ready to quickly shove it in, turn and dash inside. They probably wouldn't mind his presence, since they came and walked out of each other's houses on a regular daily basis anyway (though Aomine didn't really have permission to have their housekey). Once he had approached the large oak door to their hall and unlocked it he stepped inside, quickly hanging up his dripping jacket and kicking off his shoes. Usually he'd announce his arrival with a loud call, but he figured that he shouldn't disturb his friends in case they were sleeping. Instead he headed upstairs quietly after checking the first floor for any occupants and finding it empty.

Only a thin streak of light hit the floor from Haruki's room, the elder of the two twins. He heard muffled voices and figured the two of them were complaining about their current state so he approached the door. He was about to grab the handle when he heard a whimper that sent a shockwave down his spine. Wide eyed, Aomine raised his gaze to peek through the small opening and his heart stopped in his chest and his stomach turned into a tight knot, breath catching in his throat.

On the bed the two twins were, bodies glistering with sweat, grinding against each other, moans filling the air. They wore no clothes and hugged each other close, panting each other's names, kissing hungrily in between. The sound of skin slapping against skin was almost deafening as Ryouta raised himself up and down while the hands of his twin spread him open, leaving nothing uncovered. He was whispering breathy pleas—"harder, fuck me harder Haru-nii,"—and was given whatever he asked.

The vision was entrancing, like two beautiful gods embracing one another. But still, Aomine felt sick to his core. He wanted to back away, to get out of the house. The smell of sex was nearly overwhelming and it almost made him gag, he had to cover his mouth and nose to not throw up. When his blue eyes could tear themselves from the place where the two brothers joined he met fiery amber that watched him intently.

Haruki was looking straight at him, his long lashes lowered and a smirk across his lips. He knew Aomine was there, but felt no shame. Somehow he seemed to have expected it.

The passionate orbs which were tainted by evil red were mocking as the owner leaned up to whisper in his twin's ear. "Ryouta, I love you," he cooed affectionately, kissing the sweaty neck.

The younger of the two sighed happily, "I love you too Haru-nii…"

"You love me the most?" Haruki's voice was dark, husky, and it sent as much shivers down Aomine's spine as the superior glare that pinned him in place.

"…the most. I love you so much Haru-nii!" Ryouta moved to wrap his legs around his brother, begging for another kiss with needy whimpers.

"You're mine Ryouta, only mine," the elder of the two hissed before he threw them around, pushing his twin into the mattress, kissing him heatedly. Their hips rocked faster now, with more strength and depth, making them both cry out in ecstasy. Ryouta arched off the bed, legs spreading wider and hooking lower to shove his brother deeper inside himself. His hands clawed on an already marred red back, travelling up to pull on locks identical to his own. They writhed against each other with urgency and desperation, nearing the boundary of completion.

Aomine hadn't even realized that the paralyzing gaze wasn't on him anymore until his legs became unstable and he almost stumbled down onto the floor. Panicking, he turned and dashed down the stairs, quickly putting on his shoes and grabbing the rest of his things before he ran out onto the street. The nausea wasn't gone; it only became worse and worse. He tried to not think about what he had just seen, but the abhorrence was too much. When he arrived to his own apartment he hurried to the toilet, letting his stomach empty itself as the pictures continued playing themselves in his head.

'He knew…Haruki knew I was there,' the thought was a painful reminder of the words the twins had exchanged, and it made his heart twist into a painful lump.

When nothing more would force itself up his throat Aomine stood, dragging his feet as he headed for his bedroom. His parents were off on a trip so no one bothered him that evening, not wondering why he didn't turn on the lights or why he simply stayed on his bed until he fell asleep in the early morning hours.

The next day Aomine only came to school for practice as Akashi would kill him if he didn't show up. He steered clear of his blonde teammate though, not even looking at him for the main part. The captain wasn't happy about it, since they had an important game coming up and he needed everyone at their best. He even pulled the ace to the side in the middle of a practice match to ask why his head was in the clouds and not the game.

"Sorry Akashi, got a lot on my mind," his cold explanation was on the verge of seeming disinterested. He would've remained just as emotionless unless Ryouta had come up behind him to tap his shoulder, asking what's wrong. Before he could stop himself he jerked away, mumbling some hurried excuse before he went to take a zip from his water bottle.

Despite his best efforts the times Kuroko stole the ball or when he missed a chance to get past Murasakibara only increased and Akashi took him off the court. He could feel the worried stare from his blonde friend as he bitterly headed to the changing room, washing himself quickly. The training was still going on when he was done but he headed out anyway, ignoring his teammates as they called out their goodbyes to him.

"Hey Daiki," Aomine's blood froze when he heard the laughing tone when he was about to eave the grounds of the sport halls. He turned around to see Haruki leaning against the wall, smiling his ever seducing smile, but it only made him feel sick. "I'd like to talk to you for a few minutes."

"There's nothing to talk about," Aomine snapped, and tried to hurry away but was grabbed by a strong fist that yanked him back.

"No, no, no, Daiki-kun," Haruki whispered; his face merely inches away from the other's. The temperature in the air dropped drastically as his reddish eyes narrowed dangerously. "I know you saw us yesterday. If you ever dare to speak a word of this I'll cut your limbs off before I rip your heart out of your chest and feed it to the birds."

The tanned teenager stiffened, he knew that the blonde wasn't joking. He'd always been a violent child, and it certainly hadn't changed over the years. If he wanted to he'd make reality of the threat, and he had the brains to rid himself of suspicion.

"I never planned on doing so, you sick freak," Aomine growled angrily.

Chuckles met his ears in response, "you know, it was Ryouta who came to me. In the middle of the night, begging me to hold him. You know I can't say no to my adorable little brother."

"Then that makes you even more disgusting to agree to it," the taller teen mocked, forcing a smirk.

"I'm not surprised you're trying to blame me Daiki, but don't forget," the pale twin pulled him down to whisper in his ear; "Ryouta is mine."

Aomine was roughly pushed away, almost falling due to the force. "Wha—

"Don't think I don't know," the blonde hissed dangerously, "yesterday you wished it was you instead of me doing those things to him."

His throat was going dry. It wasn't a lie. After he had calmed down from the initial shock a seething lump of envy had filled the pit of his stomach and couldn't help imagine himself in Haruki's position. It was wrong, it was probably disgusting, but it was something he had always wanted; to have Ryouta for himself. But such a wish wasn't meant to be, especially with his malicious twin in the picture.

Haruki is one sick bastard. Ever since he was a child he had been crazily manipulative, lacked even an ounce of sympathy and twisted everyone around his finger. Adults have had high hopes for him ever since they were out of the crib; he was astoundingly smart, outstanding in most sports and drop dead gorgeous. Just like his twin. But their abilities and looks are the only thing they share, since their personalities are as unlike as the rainforest and tundra.

Ryouta; who is too genuine to be anything but gullible and a big teddybear. He's always desperate to please others, spoils his loved ones and can lift the atmosphere by his mere presence. He takes everything thrust upon him with a sense of pride and determination. Movies that involves animals always gets him bawling, just like spiders and maggots makes him shriek like a girl. Also; he has a habit of checking his image in the mirror out of concern for stray hair poking out or a fallen lash getting caught on his cheek.

Ever since they were children the twins had been sticking to each other's side, with Haruki taking the lead and Ryouta following like a lost puppy. If it hadn't been for the meeker twin and his unwillingness to disobey anyone they both would've been in trouble every other second. But they were never caught doing forbidden things; the worst was when they had been stealing a popsicle from the fridge at the age of four.

So now Haruki, the fucking bastard, thought he could get away with everything. The grip he has on his surroundings is astounding; even if someone notices his wrongdoings no one ever speaks of it because they fear or admire him. Maybe both.

Aomine never says anything either. Fear of the other doesn't stop him—he'd been put through various horrible things already and was getting used to it—but rather his feelings. He didn't want to expose Ryouta's precious nii-chan in fear of Ryouta hating him for it.

"You seem conflicted Daiki," Haruki chuckled and stepped forward, trapping Aomine against the wall. "Maybe you'd be fine whoever it is? As long as they look like Ryouta," pale lips moved closer and grazed a tanned neck, "you can always pretend."

Aomine was frozen in place; fingers were sneaking up his chest to rest uncomfortably close to his throat. He felt pressure at his cheek before a warm breath brushed by his ear.

"I love you…please…t-take me, Daikicchi,"the voice pleading in his ear wasn't Haruki; it was too bright, too meek, too sincere, too Ryouta.

"Let go you fucking freak!" Aomine roared and pushed the blonde away roughly, storming towards the gates in rage and panic. He could've sworn he heard the bastard laughing at him all the way home.

To be continued

So, the first short chapter of my new fic is up! I originally meant for it to be longer, but decided to try the waters to see how people react. This is my first chaptered fic in years, I'm kind of nervous! Although this one will have second priority to another story I'm writing (also Aokise) but maybe I will try to keep it this length on each chapter to have it updated quite often instead of long pauses and long chapters? Also a lot of oneshots are waiting in my folders to get their finishing touches, so I'll publish them when I have the time to wrap them up!

About Haruki; yes, he is quite similar to how the fanbase see Akashi. Although unlike Akashi who seems to care about his friends and teammates a lot (in his own special way) Haruki cares for no one except Ryouta. Think of him as your average psycho. Also why does they have different eyecolour if he's Ryouta's identical twin? I imagine him falling as a child and damaging his irises so he has red spots, and well evil people just seem to have reddish eyes you know?

Please let me know if you enjoyed reading or if you have any kind of suggestions~