Sorry I don't have much time because of AP world, Trig, and chemistry. I suck in ALL of these wonderous things.
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I'm letting you know right now, I did not plan once for this story. I just wrote whatever came to mind. So yea, this might sound like crap to you. I tried to make the ending a twist.
I hope I don't confuse you all; when I say Isaka I mean his personality. When I say Aikawa I mean his other girly personality. Get it? You'll understand what I mean either chapter 11 or 12. You'll need to understand it by 12 otherwise it'll look like I'm talking in gibberish.
Misaki woke up in a chair a week later and he was covered in his blood and bruises. He had been tortured daily by Todo, someone who he had thought was his friend. Although this young beauty was smart and through logic could predict the future he had never predicted Takahiro's request for torture. He was sure that his brother loved him.
What had happened? Misaki didn't cry out in pain, after all this was his training. His parents trained him, everyday, to take the pain without crying. He struggled against the leather straps and cursed his stupidity. He remembered during one of their sex sessions Misaki had thought Takahiro changed back to himself. He told his brother to 'take this shit off because he was allergic to leather' however it wasn't Takahiro and he was ignored. And punished. Whenever he had come into close contact to leather he became weak, really weak. Usually he would break out of these straps in an instant but since it was leather and he was allergic he couldn't.
It had been a week, as I'd mention before, and Misaki was being moved into a different room. He was too weak to fight back when Todo dragged him, literally to a room. This room had six people all next to each other and all had bags over their head, it was evident that only 4 people where awake. Misaki thought nothing of it, Takahiro usually did this. Misaki heard the chair being dragged across the room as the handcuffed people stirred.
"Boss says it's time for you to see what you've done." Todo said. Misaki closed his eyes as his head lolled to the right. His head hurt anyway.
Todo took off all of the sacks on the hostage's heads and left whilst muttering to himself. Todo never really liked Misaki, you see, he too was in love with Isaka and he was jealous of Misaki because the young boy had gotten the attention of the older male.
Misaki heard a groan and then a loud curse. He sat up and, coughing and spitting out blood, he gasped. There were six people, Haruhiko, Isaka, Akihiko, Nowaki, Hiroki, and Miyagi. Only Haruhiko, Nowaki and his lover were awake. They were staring at Misaki wide eyed and terrified.
Misaki looked vehement at his beaten brother. There was his brother, bloody and beaten. Misaki began tearing up. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. Takahiro would never in his life hurt Hiroki like this. No, something was wrong. Isaka was back. Misaki didn't acknowledge anyone else in the room but Hiroki. Sure, Misaki said he hated his brother but that wasn't true. He loved him.
He loved his raging fits and his over protectiveness. He loved the way he looked like him, because they were twins after all. Misaki liked when his brother touched his hair or when Hiroki kissed his forehead. He liked that his brother was mean and terrifying to everyone else but to him he was kind and sweet. Misaki just plain liked his brother.
Like Hiroki, Misaki liked Takahiro's bravery. Believe it or not Takahiro stood up for what he thought was right be it wrong or not. He liked Takahiro's voice; it soothed him and helped him through nightmares when he was young. He liked, also when he was young, Takahiro would pull him to his chest and sing him a lullaby when Misaki woke up screaming from his nightmare about his parents. He liked when Takahiro protected him and he liked when Takahiro hit him…sometimes. It was weird but for Misaki it was normal. He loved it when Takahiro did it because he did it with love. Misaki deserved it sometimes because despite the fact he was a genius he was a annoying child. The fact that Takahiro hit him showed him that he cared… Misaki's eyes widened. He realized just then, that what he was feeling wasn't love. It wasn't love! He felt the same way for Takahiro that he did Hiroki. It was just brotherly love. HE WASN'T IN LOVE WITH TAKAHIRO! Misaki smiled. Now, finally, he could admit to himself he loved Usagi.
"Hiroki!" Misaki coughed up his lungs trying to scream out his brothers' name. His eyes scanned the other people when he heard a light 'shut up'. He stopped breathing when he saw Usagi. His face was disoriented, meaning that it was covered in so much blood he couldn't see anything. Now my readers, you need to understand something about Misaki. When he gets mad…he gets fucking furious. Misaki is a different person when he's mad. He's a scary person. I mean he didn't know that Usagi was covered in cow blood. Isaka had a wicked sense of humor you know.
Anyway, he saw Usagi and his blood ran cold. He couldn't move, he couldn't think…he was so mad he saw red dots. Without thinking he yelled at the top of his lungs, "ISAKA! I'LL MURDER YOU! GET IN HERE NOW!"
The gang looked at Misaki in shock. They had never seen the young green-eyed boy so upset, so mad…so raging.
"ISAKA!" Misaki screamed. He was crying now, he felt the tears run down his face.
"Misaki…what happened to you?" Hiroki asked through a shaky breath.
"I'll murder him. I'll fucking kill him….ISAKA! YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!" Misaki screamed again. He struggled against the leather straps but had to stop a few times because of the burning feeling. Takahiro came striding in with a dominant swagger. He stopped by Misaki and put a muzzle on the young boy. Misaki cried out in anger.
"Hello. I believe I haven't met you," He looked to Nowaki. Nowaki glared at Takahiro and spit at him. The older brother slapped Nowaki hard while Misaki struggled. "So much hostility."
"Takahiro." Hiroki said in anger.
"Hiroki," Takahiro walked over to his adopted brother and gently caressed his face. "I missed you a lot."
Misaki stopped struggling when Takahiro kissed him. Hiroki didn't struggle either. Both boys knew resisting Takahiro was futile; he always got what he wanted. That didn't mean Misaki had to like it.
"MMMPH." Misaki screamed into the muzzle. Nowaki struggled also against his restraints.
"You all are here for one reason only." He looked to Misaki, "My cute little Misaki was betraying you."
Misaki cried.
"Akihiko?" Haruhiko questioned his brother who hadn't spoken. "AKIHIKO! WHAT DID YOU DO?"
Misaki cried harder. Takahiro looked at Haruhiko happily, "I cut him up real good…just kidding! It was a prank for my cute Misaki. He's completely fine."
Misaki sighed in relief. Takahiro smiled and grabbed Misaki's face. Ripping the muzzle off, ignoring his little brothers cry of pain, he kissed Misaki harshly. Misaki bit his older brother who recoiled back in shock.
"Let them go! It's me you want, my Taka-san was good. You were good…" Misaki cried out. Akihiko was now starting to waken and Haruhiko tried to hug his brother.
Takahiro whipped his head to stare at his younger brother. "I was good? I'm not some dog Misaki. I'm not your pet! I bow down to no one! And let's just say I've gained more control. Takahiro is really losing his grip because of both of you, you know?"
Takahiro was tearing up now and it was Misaki's turn to recoil in shock. Could it be that Takahiro was till aware of himself?
"You love him!" He nodded to Usagi, "You were supposed to always love me. We were going to be a family after you killed your parents…Hiroki loved you, you loved me, and I loved Hiroki! That's the way it worked!"
"Woah! I never loved Mis-" Hiroki began. I cut him off.
"SHUT UP HIROKI!" Both brothers said simultaneously.
"You're an idiot! You don't love him, you love me!" Misaki yelled back at his pathetic brother. Takahiro growled but suddenly stopped when Misaki pouted. He smiled a little.
"You're an idiot! You don't know anything! You're just like mother and father, bunch of idiots!"
"I'M NOT LIKE THEM!"
"YES YOU ARE!"
"NO I'M NOT!"
"YES!"
"NO!"
"Stop yelling both of-" Hiroki began.
"SHUT UP HIROKI!" Both brothers yelled once again at their confused brother. Hiroki's eye twitched in a typical annoyed anime fashion. Hiroki growled.
"YOU SHUT UP!" He said.
"Hiroki stay out of this!" Misaki yelled at his brother.
"You stay out of it, you damn squirt!" Hiroki yelled back. His eyes widened with shock. Why would he say that to his brother? Hiroki mused over this while Misaki smiled. His Hiroki, the one he hated and the one he loved (like a brother) was back.
"I'm not a squirt you big headed Hiroki!" Misaki yelled back smiling. He was hoping he would get some kind of reaction from his dense brother.
"Eh? Big headed? My head is not big! Even if it was that's because I'm smarter than you!" Hiroki regretted saying that. Everyone sweat dropped watching the fight. Weren't they being held hostage? So why was this sense of family happening while they were tied to a freaking radiator.
"You're smarter than me? You, who got a 75 in math, are smarter than me who got a 98 in Ap calculus? YOUR STUPID OKI!"
"With the stupid nick name! My name is Hiroki you brat. Get it through your thick skull!"
"You motherfu-"
"Shi, what did big brother tell you about cursing?" Takahiro smiled at Misaki's pout.
"Sorry Taka-san."
"And Oki, what did I tell you about picking on your younger brother?" Hiroki scoffed and look away. Takahiro crossed his arms over his chest and waited.
"Sorry Taka-san."
"Good. Both of you are brothers, and if I have to tell you again both of you are going to be in trouble."
"We understand nii-chan. " Hiroki and Misaki said together.
It was silent for a moment before the brothers understood what had happened. They laughed together for the first time in a long time.
"When had I fallen so low?" Takahiro whispered to himself while crying, "I just can't stop him…Misa, I try and I can't."
The room was enveloped in awkward silence.
"It was my fault." Misaki cast his head down in shame. "It's all my fault."
"It wasn't-" Hiroki began to argue but Takahiro kissed Misaki on the lips shutting him up.
"Of course it was. Everything was your fault. Why don't you tell them Misaki?" Takahiro spit out.
"I…I betrayed you. The gang…all of you." Misaki bit his lips when he heard a gasp.
"Since when?" Misaki's eyes shot open when he heard Akihiko's voice. He was supposed to be asleep, Misaki thought to himself.
"Usagi! I…I've been working under him ever since I killed my parent's." Misaki chocked out. "T-The first time Nowaki and I m-met was staged. I w-was supposed to destroy H-Hiroki's life."
"Good boy Misaki! Now tell Hiroki what happened that day!" Takahiro said excitedly.
"No please Taka-san!" Misaki was punched in the face again.
"You know how much I hate being called by his name, Misaki." Takahiro punched Misaki again.
"Please…"
"WHAT'S MY NAME MISAKI?"
Another hit.
"WHAT'S MY NAME?"
Another hit.
"WHAT IS MY NAME?"
Misaki laid still as Takahiro's hand connected with his face.
"WHAT IS MY NAME MISAKIIIII!"
"Takahiro…your name is Takahiro." Misaki knew that he was lying but he had to save his friends mind. He had to save Haruhiko, the identity of his loved one would destroy him.
"Nuh-uh, come on Misaki…tell Haruhiko who I really am. I'm sure he'd love to know."
Misaki didn't answer. Takahiro sighed and retraced a knife from his boot. He slashed Misaki's face however the young boy bit his lip to keep from crying out.
"I'm going to ask you one more time and if you don't answer I'll chop up Akihiko's hands."
"NO!" Misaki raged out.
"WHAT. IS. MY. NAME!" Takahiro screamed. Almost instantly Misaki screamed out, "Ryūichirō Isaka!"
Haruhiko jolted up.
"HE DIDN'T HEAR ME RIGHT! WHAT'S MY NAME MISAKIIIII?"
"Ryūichirō. Ryūichirō. Ryūichirō. Ryūichirō. Ryūichirō. Ryūichirō. Ryūichirō. Ryūichirō. YOUR NAME IS RYUICHIRO!" Misaki screamed again. It was quiet. Misaki sobs became louder and louder. He turned to Haruhiko. "WE PLAYED YOU! WE PLAYED ALL OF YOU SINCE HIROKI LEFT. THE PERSON YOU'VE MET WAS MY BROTHER, ISAKA IS MY BROTHER...I tried...I tried so hard to protect you! I-"
"Hmmm, Misaki say my name again. I like it when you say my name." Takahiro stabbed Misaki's hand. This time the boy screamed out.
"NO! Taka-san come back. You're in control."
When Misaki stayed silent Takahiro undid the younger boy's leather straps and threw him on the floor. The green eyed boy moaned in pain and a little in pleasure. As much as the situation was...well fucked up, that didn't mean Misaki hated it. In fact, he was quite turned on despite his situation. He really loved pain. Especially when he keeps thinking about Usagi ravishing him on the hard floor while they're bloody and bruised. He blames his screwed up sense of pleasure on his parents'.
"Misaki?" Hiroki whispered in a child-like voice. Nowaki wanted nothing more than to cover his older lover's eyes.
Isaka went behind Misaki and twisted him so that the younger boy was on all fours. The mad man positioned his member so that his manhood was touching Misaki's bum.
Takahiro went behind Misaki and twisted him so that the younger boy was on all fours. The mad man positioned his member so that his manhood was touching Misaki's bum.
"I want you to feel you...mmm," Takahiro bit Misaki's ear. However, the young boy cried in disgust. He wanted Usagi! "Tell them what happened or I'll rip you open in front of you're new boyfriend...or maybe I'll do both of you-"
Misaki didn't need to be told twice. He looked at each of member of the gang, all members were widely awake now (except for Miyagi and his lover), and took a deep breathe.
"This is what really happened the day Hiroki left for good; when Isaka emerged and when Aikawa came to be..."
