Waking up Yuki moved his hand instinctively in search of his pink haired boy, but when he found nothing he opened his eyes and stared into the empty bed, confused he took long to focus and remember. Then in a rush the final events of yesterday's night and early morning came to his mind in a serious of snip shoots and flashes. Sadness, anger and regret filled his heart at the side of the cold empty bed. "When had Shuichi escape? Had he tried to leave the apartment?" After what he did he didn't doubt it.
Standing up he picked up his pants and shirt and put them on, walking out of the room and towards the kitchen he gasped at the sight of Shuichi in an apron, he looked cute with a bed-head and his typically sweet smile, cutting vegetables for breakfast while eggs fried in the pan. When he lifted his head he found Yuki staring at him, a soft blush covered his cheeks and his smile widened.
"Good morning Yuki"
"Morning" replied Yuki taken aback by Shuichi's smile. Standing still he took in Shuichi's whole frame noticing bluish dark circles and dots, blossoming bite marks in his skin. How strong is he to be putting such a smile in front of the rapist who hurt him last night? Thought Yuki feeling anxious and depress "are you alright?"
"Yes, why?" asked Shuichi his hand stopping on top of a cucumber, but when noticing Yuki's expression his blush darkened and he lowered his sight to stare at the green vegetable in his hand "Yes I'm fine, thanks for asking"
"No, it's okay..." Yuki mumbled and sat to the table, his mind battling over the next course of action. On the other hand in peaceful bliss Shuichi faltered to notice Yuki's troubled face and focused only on serving their breakfast. But when he sat in front of the writer the next words he heard made him not only break his smile but desperately search for his masters eyes.
"I'm going to speak to Touma, so he can get you a place to stay and work on your music"
"What?! Why?!" blurted Shuichi dropping his fork over the table
"It's just that I think this is a good time for you to have your own apartment"
"But I'm good here, I don't want to leave..." Shuichi tried to control himself but hot tears clouded his vision, his heart thumped hard in his chest making it hurt.
"But I'm not" Yuki retorted keeping his stare low, if he saw Shuichi's expression he knew his resolve would falter, the kid meant so much to him, he had to fight the desire to monopolize the youngster, the moment he started on he wouldn't stop until he broke him.
"Why? Did I do something? I'll try to be better, I promise to be better just don't throw me away" pleaded Shuichi letting his tears fall, "You did nothing I'm the one who..." Yuki's voice quivered and he closed his mouth making a thin line, Shuichi confused stuttered "but... but you never... I..."
"Don't you remember what I did to you yesterday?!... over and over again I tainted everything you are!" screamed Yuki lifting his eyes to lock on Shuichi's lilac ones, feeling a lump in his throat he grimaced and lowered his stare again. "I couldn't control myself and hurt you, forgive me, but I can't no longer have you here" he said and stood up, taking his plate in one hand and pushing his chair backwards to leave when Shuichi stood up also and groped Yuki's hand "No! don't say that Yuki please!" pleaded Shuichi, when Yuki tried to break his hold he tightened it pulling his hand so Yuki would not try on moving away from the table "I don't want to separate from you, you didn't hurt me, I love you... I love you so much, I don't want to be far away from you!" Shuichi cried and Yuki was not able to stop himself from turning to see him. Shuichi's head hanged down, his whole body trembling with the force of his cries, he sniffed and cried, trying to dry his face with his free hand but the tears kept falling down. And at the sight of that Yuki felt his heart tighten, giving himself courage to find his voice he spoke "You don't love me, you're just confused because I rescue you, because I took you out from that place..."
"No I do love you!" argued Shuichi cutting Yuki's explanation "I love you with all my heart, I love every part of you and... and you" he said and lifted his head to see Yuki's eyes "and you said maybe... you said it... I heard you" Shuichi's voice trembled and his hold tightened even more, his knuckles white from the strength of stopping Yuki from moving away. "you lied?." For a moment Yuki thought of his answer, it was easy to say yes, Shuichi would have no other option but leaving this place, heartbroken, he would probably not be able to trust someone again for long period of time, and his precious first time would have being stolen by a despicable bastard like him, he would hate him, and if he didn't he would just forget all about him. "No, I didn't lie"
"Then let me stay with you!, you didn't hurt me so please!... just..." Shuichi exclaimed and cried letting the tears fall again between sobs. The vision as sad as it was filled Yuki with desire and love, "my heart must be so twisted, turned on by making someone cry". Walking around the table Yuki never broke their hold, instead he entwined their hands and pulled him closer. "You want to live with me?" he asked and with every step and with every movement and word spoken the air and everything in him changed, it took some seconds for Shuichi to register the change, feeling confused and insecure he blushed. "Yes... I..."
"You sure?" Yuki asked again giving two short steps closer to Shuichi, the movements calculated like a predator capturing its prey, Shuichi in response gasped and moved backwards hitting his head against the wall. Yuki smiled at this and moved again inhaling deeply Shuichi's strawberry essence making it hard for him to hold himself from taking the boy then and there. Instead he smirked and waited enjoying the way Shuichi trembled and bit his full lip. "yes...?" he responded in a whisper that sounded more like a question.
"Kawaii" he mused and at this Shuichi lifted his face blushing. Taking the opportunity given Yuki bent and kissed him full on his lips pinning him against the wall with the weight of his body. Long and slow Yuki stole Shuichi's air and thoughts making him trembled this time not with sadness but passion. Moving his right leg his knee bent slightly touching the wall becoming a momentary support to Shuichi's weak body and torture at the same time, pressing against his swelling manhood.
"Ahh Yuki!" gasped Shuichi trying to straight up his body but with Yuki hovering over his lips his knees felt weak and watery letting him fall again and press himself hard against Yuki's knees. Surrounding Yuki's neck with his arms Shuichi tried to hold himself up and Yuki smiled tenderly "but I'm not what you think I am" hearing Yuki's voice Shuichi opened his eyes and stared into his dark gold irises "I'm a sadistic, egocentric bastard, you wont get words of love from me, and I might make you cry even more, do you understand?" Yuki explained and waited, he knew he had at least to try for him to understand the meaning of staying. But Shuichi again surprised him giving him a soft peck on his lips "yes, I love you and every part of you"
"Good" purred Yuki moving to hide his face between Shuichi's shoulder and neck to kiss and nip tender skin, the plate now in Shuichi's hands trembled, again Shuichi was not able to sustain his body straight. "Yuki no... the plate" chuckling Yuki enjoyed Shuichi's pleading voice "What? don't tell you're already hard with only kissing?"
"No, is the drugs..." Shuichi complained, but not even him really believed it. "You sure?" Yuki asked moving his hands down to caress Shuichi's trembling frame earning soft gasps from the singer, moving lower he groped Shuichi's back earning a high peached moan, who tensed and arched feeling a current of electricity running through his spine. "Yuki the plate... not there..."
"Don't worry i wont let it fall," purred Yuki against Shuichi's ear biting softly to earn more enticing chords of music from the singer.
"My back hurts..." moaned tiredly Shuichi moving back and forth the mop over the wooden floor of Yuki's study. "that perverted writer couldn't hold back now even my voice sounds all raspy," "how am I going to explain that to the band?" muttered Shuichi. It had being 3 weeks since he pleaded more than asked Yuki to let him stay with him, after their passionate reconfirmation of vows Yuki had reverted from his reserved self to his natural pervert and sadistic way, as he had so properly warned. He barely stopped working, he fused every time the boy took him away from his laptop and amused himself making fun of Shuichi every single day, if not about his singing or writing it was about his cooking, the shows or singers he watched on the tv or his "girly" preferences. Not all the times he appreciated the attacks but every night when Yuki went to sleep he demanded Shuichi to join him in bed, cradling him tight against him, whether they did it or not, he would always find himself sweetly pressed against Yuki's bare chest. So even when his back hurt and his throat felt dry and hoarse he would never change his new life for nothing in the world.
"But he could have restrained himself a little bit at least" Shuichi thought sighing again and bending to pick up and pile of Yuki's numerous books and research material. Whenever the writer was on a new project he would cover the floor with books, magazines and manuscripts he used as reference material for said project. The problem was he never ever picked them up, leaving them in the floor for everyone to step on, something Shuichi hated. "Poor thing, let me pick you up" he said and tenderly took a maroon hard cover book, it had no title in the front and that picked Shuichi's curiosity, holding against his shoulder the mop he opened the lead and read, it was Yuki's agenda from 3 years ago, Shuichi smiled at the writers beautiful handwriting and turned the page where a set of numbers made him gasp.
"23th of February... no that's not possible! That today!" he gasped letting the mop fall while running to the opposite wall where a calendar hang from a nail. Searching for the current date he cursed and read again the set of numbers, it was a birth date, Yuki's birth date.
"Oh no! What am I going to do?" worried Shuichi turning to pick the mop up again and finish up his cleaning, staring back at the agenda he scowled and pouted. "Okay I'll do it!" he decided and run to the kitchen to take his notepad and make a list. Going then shopping even thought he still disliked going out, he bough balloons and strings, ingredients for cake and other salty treats, he prepared most of the food and the chocolate cake, it was not so sweet so Yuki could eat a normal portion of eat but sweet enough for him to eat everything else. Then he dressed the living room putting a large poster with "Happy Birthday" written in big black letters with hearts all around it, and put on a CD set just to push "play" when Yuki arrived, and then he sat to think on Yuki's gift. He hadn't being able to enjoy many birthdays with his family before they sold him to his captors but still he wanted to do something special, he still had time. "Mmm..." taking out his saved money he left a note and went out again, this time taking long strolls down the street in search of a good present for his beloved, it was very late and he was about to quit when he found a small book shop, with a small leather bound volume standing proudly on the window, gasping he stopped in front and read the title 3 times to make sure it was the same volume Yuki had fumed for 5 consecutive days for not have being able to get a copy of, even trying with Touma had not worked at all.
"Sir are you looking for something special?" asked an old men opening the shop's door
"Yes! Yes!" he beamed pointing at the leather bound volume and walking towards the door "I want that one how much is it?" he asked stepping inside the store to meet the shopkeeper
"120" said the gentle shopkeeper smiling and Shuichi smiled back, taking the envelop where he kept his money he quickly took 2 notes of 100 and one of 20 to pay for the book. "can you please wrap it for a present?"
Walking down the street Shuichi hummed a happy song, the wrapped book in a bag with the shop's name on it bounced with every step he gave up the street and towards their apartment, everything was perfect and ready for Yuki's birthday and he couldn't be any happier. Lost in his dreamland he never noticed the shadow that followed him just a few steps behind, drinking on his every movement and cheerful sigh.
A turn at the corner the whole street was empty, the right moment in the right place, it was a residential area with no cameras to tape what was about to happen. Shuichi never registered the hit on his head or the cloth that was put on his mouth and nose. The stench filled his nostrils quickly and his mind numbed and blackened easily, his hand letting go of Yuki's book present letting it fall just one block away from their apartment.
On his meeting Yuki stared boringly at the 2 editors speaking excitedly about his new book signing session, why were they so excited about it? It was obvios the book would sell that much?" Yuki sighed for the Nth time and turned his attention to the sky pass the window, he didn't want to be there on his so called birthday, he wanted desperately to be home planting kisses on a certain pink haired boy, making moan and cry in pain and pleasure, enjoying torturing to the point he couldn't hold anymore and beg to be taken. Smiling at his pleasant fantasies he waited for the last hour of their meeting to end, then he would drive home and in to Shuichi's waiting arms. Not knowing, not thinking, not even inkling the slightest bit that his beloved singer was taken away into a polarized car and later on into a humid room in a ruined house. To be chained to the wall by a cruel man who waited patently for his delicious prey to wake up.
Author's note: And so! We have finished the 3rd chapter wepeeee! I thought about continuing on but it was going to be too large so this is where I'm going to stop... hope this time I did it okay... not perfect, but at least "okay"... xD read and review people! Don't be mean!