Skipping introductions, making this a brief announcements or news flash. Well, this was unexpected, I was thinking people would tell me to stop this but guess not. Thanks guy for faving/following/reviewing! Greatly appreciated :). It feels good to get back on FanFiction again. Then again, school got in all the way so couldn't help that. Well not for now and if it does, I'll let you guys know :). Hopefully this story will continue to receive support and if so, then yes, it will be continued. Again, keep in mind. These chapters and neither the name is final so it is subject to change/be re-written. I'm excited about this though. now on to the same much needed info.
This is rated Mature. 18+ age. You've been warned.
This is YAOI. BoyXBoy. That alone explains enough.
I don't own anything except maybe the psycho version of Akihiko and other things later on. But Junjou+characters belong to Shungiku lyrics Akihiko is singing from a actual song which I don't own and belongs to their respective owners.
Alright that's all the basic info FanFiction requires people to do.
Now, onto the story!
Forsaken Love - Flashback...
Akihiko had never felt anything for anyone. Not for years. Not for many years. The world was unknown to him. He hadn't seen the light of the day for years nor stepped out of his apartment since he first moved here. What was there to see? He was afraid to go back out in the cruel unforgiving world ruled by society's demands. He felt nothing. As he saw nothing.
The darkness was his comfort. Because it couldn't hurt him. Nothing in his apartment could. Because they weren't alive to begin with.
Akihiko was alone in the world.
He did not understand why this other person came to his apartment, opening the door, barging in, disrupting his peace.
As he called out words he shut out from his mind, Akihiko wanted him to go away."Go away " , he said to himself.
This is my home. This is my sanctuary. Go away.
Most people would have ran by now but he felt intimidated that the person was still. He hated others trying to be in his life.
Go away. Leave. I don't want you here.
The person kept calling out and coming closer.
" Little Akihiko...won't you come to me..? " , that voice said in his mind.
His mind began to be ravaged by the memories of last time he let someone inside.
Akihiko couldn't handle it. He clutched his head tightly with his hands.
GET OUT!
Akihiko's mind fragmented once more and he felt himself black out. He did not which one took over.
But he didn't want it to be his other self.
Forsaken Love - Chapter Two - " Who are you? "
The world was engulfed in darkness and there was nothing to see. Misaki walked into what seemed to be a never-ending world of darkness.
"Hello? " , he kept asking over and over, sounding more and more anxious.
" If you say you'll burn your car...if you'll burn that motor car... "
That same voice again.
" and I know it is faux pas,...and I know it is faux pas... "
A lonely one.
" If she means that much to you...if there's nothing you won't do..."
What could...he mean?
" Yeah you'll burn it through and through...yeah you'll burn it through and through..."
Burn? What does he mean?
" Bring her head back...to me..."
Footsteps. Misaki tried to look around to see who it was but there was no one to see.
He turned on his flashlight.
The same blood-curdling scream and the blade against his throat.
The person got his face closer to Misaki's ear and licked it which made Misaki gasp.
" I'm burning... " , the man said in a demonic tone and sliced through, blood splattering.
Misaki screamed loud enough to split the rocks as he held his slashed throat.
He awoke breathing heavily and gasping for breath and felt his throat.
It was only a dream.
He tried to breathe a sigh of relief but he was still frightened by the nightmare. He stood up and found himself still in the same apartment place. He wanted to just run home and tell Ni-chan that he couldn't do it after all. Then he heard him, the sounds of someone throwing a ball at the wall.
Misaki looked at the door which was open, the door to freedom and then back at the room where the man was throwing the ball.
Something pulled him to stay, there was something that made Misaki unable to walk away from this man. He was different than the rest and that intrigued him. It didn't feel like a task anymore, somehow he couldn't just leave him alone. He decided to take a chance and walked to the man. The man was sitting down up against the bathroom wall and throwing a ball at the shower walls. Misaki approached him slowly, being wary of the unpredictable man's actions.
" Akihiko? What are you doing there? " , Misaki said.
He stopped throwing the ball and let it fall to the floor.
" Akihiko. Can I call you Akihiko? ", Misaki asked.
Akihiko nodded his head slowly.
" Is it alright if I turn on the light? I'd like to see what you look like, I won't hurt you. I'm sorry about last time, it was an accident. " , Misaki apologized.
Akihiko was still and then shook his head no wildly. He was afraid of the light.
Misaki wondered why the man wouldn't speak, but from the way he was acting and the way he was living, it was almost not surprising. He checked his watch to check the time. His eyes widened in shock. Damn! It's 2 AM! I've been out since the afternoon! He had to get home ASAP or his brother would be pissed off to no end. Seeing Ni-chan pissed off was never a good thing. But first, he had to make progress with this Akihiko man.
" Akihiko? Do you want to go to sleep? Come on, let's go to your room. " , Misaki said as he crouched down to Akihiko's level.
Akihiko didn't even look at him, only stayed still without motion. He nodded his head once again.
" Alright, come on. " , Misaki told him as he pulled Akihiko up to his feet. Damn he's heavy! Probably a good 6 feet over for sure, Misaki took Akihiko's hand which was cold and large. He never felt a hand like this before.
" Which way? This way? " , Misaki pointed.
Akihiko only nodded and Misaki led him into the room then to the " bed ". On the floor was a coffin. Misaki felt his blood run cold.
But to his surprise, Akihiko pushed it aside and showed him the mattress on the bed which was dirty and worn out.
"Is this your bed? Well then, come on. " , Misaki said as he made the giant Akihiko lay down.
Despite the mattress being dirty and worn out, it was still a white color and Misaki could see that Akihiko had very long uncut black hair. Good lord, that must come past his waist for sure, Misaki thought to himself.
" Don't you have anything to wear for sleeping? You'll catch a cold or get your clothes dirty " , Misaki asked him.
Akihiko shook his head no. He was clearly a man who wouldn't speak and who probably hasn't for a very long time. Misaki pulled on the dirty sheets onto Akihiko's body and made sure he was covered.
"Well, I guess I should be leaving now, back to home otherwise my-
Akihiko cut him off as he grabbed Misaki's arm suddenly and wouldn't let go. He held on tightly like for dear life.
It was if Misaki could hear him saying,
" Don't leave me. "
Misaki knew he wouldn't loosen his grip so he let out a sigh. So much for going threw his jacket off to the floor and climbed into bed with him.
Akihiko's hands felt cold, they didn't seem like they ever got warm.
" Are you cold? ", Misaki asked.
Akihiko froze and did not how to respond. Misaki took that as a yes and held Akihiko's hands with his own.
" Now you won't be " .
The action made Akihiko stir uncomfortably but he settled down soon enough. Misaki chuckled slightly.
"You're really something, aren't you? , " Misaki told him as he felt a lock of Akihiko's hair.
This man was truly something. He was different. Misaki never met anyone like him. He was drawn to him and his character.
" Good night, Akihiko. Sleep well. " , Misaki said as he fell asleep himself shortly after.
It was the only beginning.
The question is, " For how long? "
As Misaki slept soundly, Akihiko looked at the person next to him. He did not know what or how to feel or even react. He should have chased him out by now but something, part of him, didn't want him to leave.
" Don't leave me alone! " , a tiny voice in his mind cried out.
He felt a heavy pang to his heart.
He didn't want to be left alone again. But he wondered who was this boy. He looked to be younger than 20 and he had that same air of a person he knew. Akihiko would call him a stupid idiot for trying to enter his home, but at the same time, he admired the boy's courage to do so. No one ever made it as far as he did or like that other person. He sniffed Misaki's hair. It smelled like aloe shampoo and felt soft. Akihiko wondered what the boy looked like. He did remind Akihiko of Takahiro for some strange reason, he didn't know why. This boy...felt familiar somehow. He moved closer to him to feel his warmth and to study his face. He felt Misaki's face with his finger and how soft his skin was as well as delicate. Like a beauty that shouldn't be dirtied or corrupted.
You can't see all of a person's beauty in darkness.
He clenched his jaw.
Shut up.
He sat up and took out his knife, his favorite carving knife.
" If you cut her, she will bleed...if you cut her she will bleed...", he sang in low key as a sinister smile formed on his face.
It was only the beginning but there was the question that Akihiko didn't want an answer to,
" For how long? "
Forsaken Love - Chapter Two - END
Whew. That's Chapter Two. Took me an hour and a half to type up. Yeah it's shorter because I'm pressed for time over here. Did I get you all interested yet? Or well, looking forward to the next part? I hope so. I was listening to the Rahxephon soundtrack. It seemed to fit the cold mood for this story. Well for the beginning I mean. As you can tell probably, Akihiko has problems. No guys, he's not a convict escapee from prison like in Prison Break in case you were wondering. Yes I am debunking your theories as we go along haha. Well, this is the chapter update for the day as I have to get back to painting for a class. I plan to update daily or every few days, if that fails, then every Saturday or sunday. I wouldn't call Misaki the savior or anything like that. This story is like this. A man who is struggling with his own inner demons as he tries to save another from his own. Well something like that.I know there's a horny person out there going, " When will the sex start? " . That will be later. There's reasons why. This thing just got going and it's too soon to be jumping the gun on that.
With all that being said, this concludes Forsaken Love - Chapter Two.
Now to the next one.