Konnichiwa :3 Fourth chappy! Yay! XD
You know what, in this chapter I have good news and bad news.
Da good news is, there's finally an AoKise lemon!
Bad news is, it's a fail one, and some people don't freaking know what the hell is lemon. It's M-rated for a reason D:
And I was like, promising my senpai that I'll get it done the next day. Gomen, minna! Procrastinating much lolol. Also, I was seriously literally stuck at the lemon. ARGH. Yeah, you got it, this is my first attempt at lemons. So, sorry if it sucks and you wanna puke or something.
No, really, my lemons suck to the extreme. But anyway. Criticism allowed. Muahahaha.
This fanfiction is dedicated to my awesome senpai w
WARNING: This contains yaoi and prostitution (aaaaaaand lemon) so if you're against either one of these, the back button is there to bring you out. Please don't report ^^
Golden Flower
Pairings involved : mainly AoKise (no promises lol)
Summary:
Kise, having been sold as a prostitute a few years ago, is now practically living like an alive corpse, and always gets "abused" by his boss. Will his life ever change when his childhood friend steps into his thin thread of his entire life? Or would his flame flicker out?
DISCLAIMER: If I had owned KnB, Aomine would have killed Haizaki :3
Chapter 4: Friends
Aomine felt the wind roughly sweeping past him as he plummeted down from the window like a meteor. Noticing the roof of a house as his landing area, he quickly flipped himself over so that he would land on his feet.
Both of his shoe soles clashed against the roof tiles, some actually flying out of their places. As he skidded down the downslope of the rooftop, his grip on Kise tightened subconsciously.
"Ngh!" Aomine gritted his teeth in annoyance as some of the tiles hit his hands and head. "Hang on, Kise!"
At the edge, the blue-haired man leaped off and landed on his feet in an alley. Due to the unstable landing, his legs began to gave way, giving him a terrible fall. The duo - Aomine and the unconscious Kise, fell heavily on the solid ground and rolled across it. Noticing some tiles crashing down on them like a hailstone fall, Aomine instinctively shielded Kise from the cement pieces by covering the blonde with his own body.
"Argh!" he cried out as the sharp pointy edges of the tiles hit his back. He tolerantly pursed his lips as more came cutting through the thin air like a sharp blade and clashed with his back. He knew he shouldn't even make even one small noise of pain.
This kind of pain, it can't even be compared to Kise's own torment.
Once the hailstone fall had eventually ceased, Aomine looked down at Kise's pale face, devoid of emotions, to check if he was alright. The yellow silk yukata was not covering Kise's legs properly, hence his pale legs were exposed, revealing the countless number of scars and whip marks on them.
Aomine flinched in sheer shock when he saw a very long scar that was pure white and stood out from the rest. Turning the prostitute's leg over, he then realised that this scar had pierced through his entire leg.
It was the stab that he himself had inflicted.
He then noticed a thin trail of water from both of his long-lashed eyes. Tracing them lightly, Aomine couldn't help but let a few tears drop from his throbbing sapphire irises.
I will make it up to you.
That day... I wronged you with my immature mind...
Letting his hand glide over to Kise's cheeks, he leant down and pressed his lips against the blonde's soft pink ones. Tears dripped down onto the yellow-haired prostitute's face.
... I'm sorry.
Aomine then hurriedly got up, wincing in pain due to the tiles, carried Kise bridal-style once more, and ran out of the alley. Thank goodness that it was an isolated place; who knew what would happen if the public were around?
The tanned man made a sharp turn to the right, scampering across the stone pavements, while having a tight grip of Kise in his trembling arms. People stared at him rudely, but hey, who cares (if a life is in danger)?
Aomine stopped for a brief moment to catch his breath, and to look at the road signs. He smiled in satisfaction.
We'll be there soon.
Kise sobbed as he saw Aomine leaving him alone. He sat in the corner, shaking violently, his arm and leg bleeding profusely. His clothes were stained with blood. It soaked up so much of that crimson liquid that it even became discoloured.
"Aominecchi..." Kise wailed. Of course, no one ever heard his cries.
It hurts... Why...?
My heart is stinging, even though I didn't get stabbed in there.
No... Aominecchi... Don't leave me...!
With all the strength he could muster, Kise stood up, blood dripping and all, and staggered towards the door. He collapsed at the doorway as he stared at the familiar silhouette fading off into the sinister darkness of the light.
He stretched out a hand, longing for Aomine, wanting Aomine back. Tears erupted from his topaz orbs as he cried out as loudly as he could for Aomine to come back.
Aominecchi, come back!
I don't know what actually happened! You... You're the only one who can tell me!
Please, don't leave me alone!
Aominecchi...!
But it was all futile. At that very moment, Kise had realised, that the world had already rejected him, with fate's thread being woven out like... like that.
That was when he really did break into millions of pieces. Sobbing into his lap, he grabbed a nearby shard of blood-stained glass and slashed his arm umpteen times. No one would even care, anyway.
He was alone, forever.
Kise felt a warm light embracing him. Looking up, he saw a small, gentle face, smiling at him. He had red-coloured locks and was holding out a hand gently. His eyes were exactly like a pair of rubies, glittering under the sunlight.
He was about the same age as him, from the looks of it.
"Hey... Are you okay...?" he asked in curiosity and worry. Kise did not reply and instead, started crying again. His hand began bleeding due to the glass shard which he had been grasping onto from earlier on extremely tightly.
"There, there," the crimson-haired boy knelt down and hugged the blood-covered blonde. "It's alright..."
He then took Kise out of the murder scene and to a nearby clinic.
"Nurse?" the red-eyed boy questioned, once he came face to face with a woman dressed in white. "What is wrong with my friend?"
"Name?" the nurse enquired.
"His name is Kise Ryouta."
"Well, from the looks of it," she began, "he seems to have been involved in a murder. He seems to have also been in a suicidal phrase. He is now in a traumatic state. You'll have to take care of him."
"I don't want Kise to be like this!" he shouted like a small baby throwing a tantrum. "I don't want my friend to be like this!"
The blonde flinched out of his trauma for a brief moment.
Friend?
Does he even have any right now...?
Eyes opening in the distance, Kise awoke to find an ivory fan spinning in a clockwise manner at lightning speed before him. He felt soft covers under him. He looked all around him.
He was still wearing his yukata, but was lying on a soft, comfy blue bed, with a cyan blanket covering him, not the usual icy cold, cemented floor. Actual furniture surrounded him, not the blank dark room he had always laid in, staring at the wall with nothing else to do but to wait on other customers. In this room, there was actually a table, a bookshelf, a wardrobe, whatever you can think of in a typical home. Outside the window, he could see that it was nightfall.
This must be a dream. This can't be real.
"Mmm," he heard a familiar grunt. "You're finally awake, Kise."
He looked down and saw Aomine sitting on a transparent chair made of hard plastic. He was dealing with his right ankle cuff with some kind of a hot metal burner. The chain on it was... broken?
The boiling hot melted metal pressed against his bare skin, making Kise yelp out in pain, "Ouch!"
"Ah!" Aomine gasped in horror. "I'm so sorry, Kise!" He then quickly removed the piece of metal before its temperature cooled down and became permanently stuck on the skin. Kise stared at him in awe.
After all, this was the Aomine that he had always admired.
But if he felt pain... then...
This wasn't a dream, but reality.
Aomine then removed the metallic cuff from Kise's ankle gingerly, making sure the piping hot edges did not touch any part of Kise's pallid skin again. Looking at the reddish sore marks on the calf, the blue-haired man took it in his hands and tenderly kissed them, making the blonde blush a faint tint of red.
Putting his metal-melting tools aside on a nearby table, Aomine slowly crawled up from his chair onto the bed, making it bounce for a few moments. His tanned hand began pulling the teal-coloured blanket away as he neared closer on his four limbs; like a predator seeking its prey.
Kise got up on his elbows, just in time for a kiss to spark up. Aomine's kisses were soft and gentle, yet fierce and passionate at the same time. The blonde loved every single bit of it.
The blue-haired man softly nibbled Kise's plump reddish bottom lip, earning a soft moan from him. Knowing where this gesture would be taken to, the pale blonde opened his mouth ever so slightly, while grabbing bunches of midnight blue hair. Aomine then instantly slid his tongue in between the prostitute's lips. Both sides began a war of dominance with their tongues. It became so forceful that the duo eventually tumbled over to the right, landing onto the covers with a bounce.
Aomine eventually gained the upper hand and pushed Kise up against the wall with a loud "bang!", grabbing fists of golden hair in the process. Kise pulled at the hem of Aomine's shirt, as a small gesture of asking him to take it off.
The intensity of the passionate kiss lowered as Aomine began to pull away. Smirking as Kise gave a small adorable pout, he finally took off his shirt and discarded it somewhere on the floor. His hand slid inside the blonde's yukata and lightly caressed his shoulders, earning a small blush.
Kise delicately traced the muscle lines on the tanned man's chest lightly, staring in awe at how handsome Aomine was. His thoughts of surreal were interrupted by the blue-haired man sucking on his chalky neck like a vampire, letting out an outcry.
"A-aominecchi... More..." the blonde panted heavily, his voice laced with lustful intentions. Aomine smirked as he gave him yet another bright red love mark. He then undid the prostitute's white obi and let it flutter down towards the ground, before gently sliding the yukata off from the pale shoulders, letting it fall to the ground with a soft rustle as well.
Aomine blushed. Kise wasn't wearing any underwear.
Shaking off his embarrassed state; the tanned man then bent down to suck on Kise's little pink nipple, causing the blonde to squirm about in pleasure. His hands grabbed Aomine by the shoulder blades tightly, jabbing his nails into the tanned skin so hard that Aomine gritted his teeth, biting down on the nub at the same time, making Kise squeal in painful delight.
Suddenly grinning mischievously, he snaked his hand down to the blonde's nether regions and slipped a long, slender finger into his entrance, feeling the fleshy bumps in it. Being experimental, he inserted a second finger and did a scissors-like motion to expand the muscles inside.
Kise gasped in delight as warmth spread through him. He threw his head back in ecstasy. As he glanced at his "predator" fondling with his other pink nipple while opening him up inside with a hazy vision, he desired more. But would he be too greedy...?
Aomine smiled at the blonde's reaction towards his actions, glad that he was enjoying himself. Thinking that it was time to take it up a level higher, he took out his fingers and reached into his underwear. He glanced at the blonde for a silent approval, since he had been...
"Aominecchi..." the blonde breathed in between erratic breaths out of exhilaration. His eyes were lidded and a faint pink blush decorated his cheeks.
"... Make love to me."
Damn, staring at that face made him feel extremely aroused.
There wasn't any need for seeking consent in the first place.
Aomine nodded as he fished out his erect member from his pants. He took both of Kise's legs and hooked them on his hips. Slowly guiding the tip of his phallus to the blonde's now wet entrance, he pushed in with a grunt.
Kise screamed in pure rapture as Aomine pushed in and pulled out. He could feel the hot feeling boiling about inside him, like an overexcited animalistic being thrashing about within the cage made of his body. He subconsciously made a perfect arch with his back and threw his head backwards, flipping his blonde locks over. He grabbed onto Aomine's neck, one hand seizing onto bunches of short midnight blue hair. Crystalline tears of joy burst out from his tightly squeezed shut eyes.
Aomine always managed to hit Kise's sweet spot accurately, causing moans of lustful pleasure from him. The tanned man bent down to capture the prostitute's lips, to create more pleasure, to create more love.
Before he knew it, he came into the blonde's petite-like body. As Kise felt the familiar warm feeling filling him inside and out, his pleasure peaked, causing cum to shoot out from the tip of his own member.
It was no different from any other customer's "service", but this, was somewhat different.
Why is that so...?
Aomine collapsed on the small blonde in exhaustion. In an attempt to commend the blue-haired for his work, Kise tiredly wrapped his pale hands around the tanned abdomen.
"Heh," Aomine breathed. "You're not bad at all, Kise." He flopped himself over to Kise's left side and let out a small chuckle as he watched the adorable blonde turn a light shade of red at his statement while making a small adorable pout. Pulling him close into his chest, the blue-haired man softly stroked those blonde locks of the prostitute. He then reached out for the switch of a bedside table lamp and flipped the switch off, before pulling the somewhat luminous aquamarine blanket over the duo.
"Aominecch-"
Kise heard soft snores emitted from the tanned man which he had just did it with. He smiled at Aomine's beautiful face. Stroking one jawline lightly, he gave a small sweet peck on his lips.
"Mmm, Kise," Aomine muttered as he continued dwelling in his personal sleep world. "Don't leave me, okay? I love you."
Kise blinked in shock and turned as red as an apple.
Aomine had just said I love you.
End of Chapter 4
Finally! XD I spent so much time on this chapter, but almost the entire chapter was the lemon lol. Anyway. First lemon, so don't say it's shitty lolol, I beg of you. XDD
Anyway, Aomine confesses his feelings to Kise! What will happen next? ;)
Please R&R! Reviews make this girl happy! XDD
Thanks for reading and hope to see you soon! ^^