Warnings: Curses, Yaoi male/male relationships, non-graphic nudity, violence, blood, gore . . .
Pairings: chapter one.
Some things were funny, while others were not. This was the latter, definitely.
He had, a few minutes before, parked his Suzuki and had been minding his own business. He had been coming out of an alleyway that he had used as a short cut to get to a shop, when someone had smashed into him with enough force to knock both of them down, and the person had landed on top of him.
From the lack of a chest, he could determine that the person was male, but that was about it. Evidently the person had been wearing sunglasses and a hat, but both had been knocked off in the crash. From what he could see, the person had light brown spiked hair and blue eyes, but that was about it.
The person's right hand had landed next to his head, but the other landed right over his mouth. At first it had been the light pressure of an accident, but then the other person had realized that his sunglasses and hat had fallen off and the hand over his mouth had become firm, pressing down against his mouth.
Right now, Riku was panicking like he had only once before. This was starting to bring back the memories he had tried so hard to bury, and he didn't like it a bit. The person shot him an apologetic look, before leaning all his weight against Riku, and reaching for the hat and sunglasses.
He snatched the hat first since it hadn't landed as far away, and then he reached for the glasses. After a few minutes of wriggling, trying to stretch further then he normally could, he managed to snatch the glasses too. He put the hat on first and then the sunglasses, one hand still covering Riku's mouth.
The person was currently straddling his waist, had one hand firmly over his mouth, and was now bringing his other hand to the back of his neck. The person mouthed sorry right before pinching the pressure point there, hard, and knocked him out. The last thing he saw was the person's covered face fade from view as black ate at his vision.
'I hate that I had to knock him out, but what if he pieced the pieces together? It would be more then troublesome'
He had been in a dilemma. He couldn't have risked the kid recognizing him, but there was no way to tell unless he had asked him, and that was as unlikely as the kid keeping his mouth shut about it. He had been faced with two choices, choices that he hadn't liked but had chose anyway.
Either leave him here and risk it, or kidnap him, secure in the knowledge that he wouldn't tell anyone anything. One problem, it wasn't in his nature to go around doing this kind of thing.
The kid looked to be eighteen, but might be younger, which was doubtful with the way he looked. He was actually quit attractive, the silver hair making him look exotic, his beautiful aqua eye's had added to that even more. He had to chose, and he had to chose fast, or things could get ugly quick, in more ways then one.
Running a hand through his hair, he exhaled noisily. Well, it couldn't be help, something like this was bound to happen sooner or later, though he would have preferred later. Even though the alleyway was currently empty, he had to make his decision fast. It also had to be the right one, or all he had worked for would be undone. With that thought in mind, he made his decision and hoped that it was the right choice.