… Yea, I think this is one of the shortest chapters… And yes, it is short compared to my 4,000 something word ones.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Junjo Romantica!

I also do not own:

Izumiya Kenta

Izumiya Yuudai

I DO own:

Tsukuyomi Family

Watanabe Tatsuya

Sato Toshiro

WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT WITHIN! PURE BL~!

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Chapter Twenty-One: One Point For The Panther

"It's going to need some stitching," Tatsuya said as he examined Yuudai's foot the next morning, "It's pierced his foot pretty deep…" Yuudai's blue eyes narrowed, his fists clenching the bed sheets.

"Great, just great…" He muttered. Akira sighed.

"It could be worse… It could've gotten infected and had to have been chopped off." He replied. Yuudai flashed him a glare that made him look in the opposite direction before glaring at Tatsuya.

"Are you going to do it?" He asked. Tatsuya nodded.

"I can do it right now since I have my medical bag, but I don't really have anything that'll put you under…"

"I've got what I need right here." Yuudai answered, grabbing the half empty bottle of beer. Tatsuya sweat dropped, then nodded as he left to get his medical bag.

"Such a pity," Daiki said from the doorway, "Your poor foot looks pretty badly cut up…" Akira blinked, then slid off the bed as he sensed the tension between them.

"I'm… Going to go get some breakfast."

"Bring me something." Yuudai commanded, earning a nod from Akira before the Tsukuyomi brother left. Daiki smiled after Akira before closing the door behind him. Yuudai scooted up on the bed into a sitting position, glaring daggers at the intruder.

"The hell do you want? Didn't you get enough entertainment last night in the kitchen?" He demanded and earned a calm chuckle from Daiki.

"No," Daiki replied, walking up to the bed, "Your brother interrupted us… Before I could touch you anywhere, really, but I must say… You're very good at kissing, even if caught by surprise in the dark."

"You're sick."

"Really? I'm sure you've done what I did to many others, am I right?"

"Stop bringing them up! This isn't about them!"

"You're right… It's about you. Everything's about you, isn't it, Izumiya-kun?" Daiki asked and was on him in a second. Yuudai immediately pushed on his chest, glaring up at him.

"Asshole, if you don't get off me, I'll gladly punch your head off!" He seethed. Daiki shook his head, causing his ponytail to fall over his shoulder as he held Yuudai's arms down on the pillows.

"That's no way to speak to an elder, Izumiya-kun… Maybe, I should teach you to behave yourself… Let's see. How should I do this?" He mused and leaned down, capturing Yuudai's lips with his own. Yuudai squirmed under his grip, trying to jerk away from Daiki's grip, but it wasn't working. The man was obviously stronger than he appeared, but that only made Yuudai want to fight harder. Unfortunately, Yuudai was too busy focusing on Daiki's close proximity in face that he didn't notice Daiki's foot inching closer and closer to his own… Hitting it right on the sore spot. Instinct made Yuudai's mouth pop open to yell in pain. Daiki's tongue darted in quickly to invade his mouth. Daiki dared to release one of Yuudai's arms to grab Yuudai by the jaw to hold his mouth open.

"Ugh!" Yuudai swung his arm up, grabbing a fistful of Daiki's hair, removing it from it's ponytail. He jerked hard, but Daiki didn't move away from him. Yuudai pulled harder, finally removing Daiki's lips.

Yuudai gasped for air, the faintest of pinks gliding over his face easily. Daiki smirked, reaching up to pry Yuudai's stiff fingers from his hair.

"One for pulling hair? You amuse me, Izumiya-kun… Are you frightened? Do you feel the fear that others gain from merely being in your presence?" He asked, forcing Yuudai's arm onto the pillow. Yuudai finally caught his breath and spat in Daiki's face, making Daiki reel back slightly, but only tighten his grip.

"How rude," Daiki murmured, studying Yuudai's angry expression, "You should save that spit for when I put my fingers in your mouth… Or do you want me to take you raw?"

"Shut up," Yuudai seethed hatefully, "Get off me and leave me alone!"

"Raw then… That feels best, for me anyway… Not you, but of course, who cares about you?" Daiki asked quietly and leaned down to kiss Yuudai again, only this time getting elbowed in the jaw.

"Stop it! Get the hell off!" Yuudai protested, but that was the end of his yelling for Daiki lost his temper at that point and shamelessly backhanded Yuudai right across the face. Yuudai's head snapped to the side, his eyes going wide and his body going still.

Pain racked around in his head like a pinball machine, his cheek stinging and throbbing at the same time. Even his teeth were hurting. Daiki looked down at him, grabbing his jaw and forcing their eyes to meet.

"Listen, you," He began frostily, "You make my nephews deal with what I am doing to you every time we meet… I am giving you what you gave everyone else. By simply glancing at you, I could tell you were a prick. You think you're the king of the world and you have everything you could want. That you were a sick sadist and didn't care who you hurt… I'm showing you what you've done to others. It's called getting a taste of your own medicine… What? What's that look for? You've never been slapped?" Yuudai continued to stare at him, completely shocked into silence as his mind whirred.

He slapped me… He fucking slapped me right across the face! No one's hit me like that before! No one! And this stupid old man has the guts to slap me…! Ugh, not only does my foot hurt now, but my jaw is starting to ache… Who does this asshole think he is? He thought, his blue eyes growing colder by the second.

"Don't hit me," He managed to hiss, "Don't ever hit me."

"Do you not like it?" Daiki asked calmly.

"Of course I don't like it, jerk!"

"It hurt, didn't it? It bugs me that you're not listening to me. Did you hear me when I explained why I was doing this?" Daiki asked.

"No and I don't care!"

"Now see, if you don't get why I'm doing this, I'll have to continue until you beg me to tell you why, when you're ready to listen to me."

"Beg? I don't beg, asshole! I order!"

"That's amusing. Let's see you order around the master." Daiki murmured, but he had to jump off the bed when he heard Tatsuya's footsteps coming toward the door. Yuudai shot up, making a grab at Daiki's arm, but Daiki was out of the way in an instant.

"Don't think you'll get away with this," He growled, "I'll get you for this."

"I'll be waiting for you then, Izumiya-kun… Eagerly."

JKJKJK

Lying in bed that night with Kenta holding him close, Hioshi had trouble trying not to cry as he tensed up. He was still terribly sore, both physically and emotionally. I cheated on Kenta… I can't believe I cheated on Kenta… And with his brother! But what if Yuudai-san doesn't keep his promise? What if he keeps asking for sex? I wouldn't be able to stand another night with that jerk! The sex is just way too rough… It hurts… He's harsh and cold, nothing like Kenta… Kenta's good to me and stops if he thinks I'm getting hurt… I love Kenta… I love him so much…

Hioshi unconsciously gripped Kenta's arm tighter to him, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Kenta…? Kenta, are you awake…?" He asked softly.

"Mmhm…" Kenta mumbled.

"Kenta, do you love me?"

"Mmhm… I love you very much, Hioshi…"

"Kenta, I love you too… A lot."

"Thanks…" Kenta murmured sleepily, holding Hioshi tighter. Hioshi felt as if he were going to cry again and took a deep breath.

"Kenta, there's… Something I need to tell you… It's really important…" He managed. Kenta opened his eyes, blinking a little before sitting up slowly.

"What is it?" He asked, sounding worried. Hioshi didn't move for a while.

"Kenta, I did something really bad…"

"What happened? What did you do?" Kenta asked, alarmed now. Hioshi sat up after a while, hugging his knees to his chest. He bit into his lip. No… I can't tell him… But if I don't, Yuudai-san's sure to open his big mouth and say something… I have to say something… He thought, but his mouth wasn't working.

Suddenly, there was knocking on the door.

"Hioshi! Kenta! Breakfast is ready! And Yuudai-san's not gonna be eating with us so no worries!" Riku's voice yelled. Kenta sighed, glanced at Hioshi and got up, heading for the door. Hioshi scrambled off the bed.

"Kenta, I had sex with Yuudai-san!" He blurted, then clamped his hands over his mouth. Kenta stopped dead in his tracks, then looked at him. His expression was purely confused. Hioshi felt his eyes stinging again.

"I-I didn't mean it to come out like that. Let me explain-"

"You had sex with my brother?"

"Kenta, please, don't look at me like that! Yuudai-san grabbed me in the living room and he started touching me and-and I didn't know what to do. You know I'm still getting used to that feeling and he was moving faster than I could and then he said he'd tell you that I cheated on you, but I didn't! I hate Yuudai-san, Kenta, you know that, right?" Hioshi could feel his eyes welling up faster and faster, blurring his vision.

"Hioshi," Kenta began quietly, the confused and somewhat hurt look on his face evident, "I get it… Don't yell, please-"

"But Kenta! You're looking at me weird! It feels weird when you look at me like that! Please stop! You have to believe me! Yuudai-san used me! I hate saying it, but he did! This is just part of what he was planning! He told me himself that he wanted to break us up! Kenta-"

"Hioshi," Kenta interrupted, "Stop… Just stop. I know. It sounds like something Yuudai would do… But, if he's going to hurt you, just to make me suffer… Then I can't have that… Hioshi, I think we should take a break."

"A break…? Kenta, please don't say that. I won't let him touch me anymore. I promise!"

"I'm sorry, Hioshi… It's just a break for a little while… Yuudai might forget and leave… But until that happens, I think it's better if we just stopped seeing each other for a while…" Even as the words left his mouth, Kenta could feel his heart pounding and his ears ringing. Was he really saying all this? Was he really standing there, torturing Hioshi with those cursed words?

I have to, Kenta thought, squeezing his eyes shut, If Yuudai is hurting him, hurting the rest of them, just because he wants to torment me… I can't let him do that… I'm sure Hioshi will find someone better anyway… Someone who's a lot stronger than I am…

"Goodbye, Hioshi." Kenta managed, hating how the words almost caught in his throat. He whipped around as fast as he could and walked out the door, shutting it behind him. Hioshi could feel his whole body grow cold and shaky as he collapsed to his knees.

And screamed.

JKJKJK

"How's the foot?" Tatsuya asked quietly after he came back to check on Yuudai, who was still sprawled in bed, drinking a glass of water now.

"Fine," Yuudai muttered, "Better than before."

"That's good. Be careful when you walk around. Try and keep the pressure off it… Well, I have to meet Kazuya at the office. Rest up." Tatsuya added and walked out the door with his medical kit. Akira sat on the bed awkwardly, his eyes averted.

"What's your problem?" Yuudai demanded. Akira frowned.

"Uh… I don't know… Kenta-san walked out of here real fast today."

"Hn… Weird… Well, I'm going to go get a drink. Stay in here until I get back and then we'll talk… Maybe." Yuudai added under his breath and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He stood up slowly, wincing a little at the pain in his foot, but eased off the foot and headed out to the kitchen.

He arrived easily, proud of himself as he opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of alcohol. He turned back around at the sound of the door opening. He almost expected Daiki, but found Hioshi standing right behind him. Hioshi smacked the bottle out of his hands. Yuudai twitched.

"What the hell-"

"I hate you! I fucking hate you! I hope you're happy, you asshole!" Hioshi managed to yell at him. Yuudai frowned.

"About what?" He demanded, annoyed. Hioshi was tense, shaking some more and the only thing he could think of to do was hit Yuudai in the chest, but not very hard. He only managed to hit Yuudai in the chest lightly before he slid to his knees.

"You fucking bastard…" Hioshi sobbed. Yuudai stared at him, trying to search for the right comeback, but he was completely stunned. I was supposed to tell Kenta… Hn, but it looks like it worked anyway… They're broken up, quite literally. He thought with a frown.

A/N: This was short compared to many other chapters I've written… But it was dramatic! Yay~ I need to start working up more ideas… I didn't think I'd get this far to be honest, usually I start to slow down in updates, then come to a complete halt… I lose ideas fast and I hate that… Anyway, sorry if it was a bit sketchy. : / Some guy is being perverted and is distracting me a bit… So, thank you very much for reading, hope the characters are in character, and your reviews are loved very, very much!