Okay wow you guys you are all so wonderful. I get so happy when I see feedback to this fic. I have more work to do recently and I hardly find time to get this done and I'm already a horrible procrastinator, but be rest assured I would never quit on it! You are all so patient and wonderful and lovely. This has taken me many late nights and I need to get up super early tomorrow, UGH, but anyway here :D Oh and forewarning I guess there is a TIME SKIP. This is kind of essential so I don't bore you guys to death so stay with me now. Also, I'm not sure how long any updating will take, but I WILL BE UPDATING FOR GRANTED NEXT. Just so you know c:
The smell of fabric burning flooded the man's nostrils as he put out his cigarette on the old, torn armchair he rested on. He liked to imagine it as the skin of another. The skin of a precise someone. He liked to imagine that someone's screams as he twisted the smoldering end into that someone's pale flesh. He liked to imagine those tears streaming down that someone's face, and he really liked to imagine singeing those tears with his cigarette. That would teach someone to cry. Then he would remember that someone is gone now. There was nothing but his own, worn out furniture to put out his cigarettes on. He guessed maybe the pain was too much, but he had been enjoying himself. There was such an adrenaline rush when it came to breaking down another person, especially that someone. After the man had realized the great joy he was now missing, he decided it was about time to bring someone back. Unfortunately, it was proving to be more of a hassle than expected. Not impossible by any means- a few other people just might have had to be taken care of. Then again, getting rid of such obstacles was proving to be an annoyance as well.
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"Hey. Hey, Shion. Shion!"
Shion's body jerked, sending a jolt of pain throughout his middle and causing him to wince. "What?!"
Nezumi frowned and apologized quickly, "Sorry! You kept mumbling in your sleep and I just wanted to check on you."
The boy's expression softened. "It's fine. I wasn't having a nightmare."
"I was worried," Nezumi murmured as he buried his nose in Shion's hair. "You haven't had one in awhile."
"Thanks to you," Shion replied, hugging Nezumi.
"Awwwwhh. How sweet!"
A growl slipped from Nezumi's throat and Shion rolled his eyes. "What are you doing here?" Nezumi asked, shooting a glare at the intruder.
Hex was standing in the doorway with a hand resting on his hip. He smirked and ran a hand through his hair that was suffering intensely from bed-head. "Just coming to see what's for breakfast. Everyone's waking up and I'm hungry!"
Shion whimpered and pressed closer to Nezumi, hiding his face. "Make the mean man go away, Nezumi. He wants me to work!"
Nezumi almost choked and he felt his face heat up. "So cute…" he murmured, completely ignoring Shion's comment.
Shion pouted and took it upon himself to bite down on Nezumi's shoulder. "Stop fantasizing and help the cripple out of bed!"
"Ow!" Nezumi gritted his teeth and hissed. "You're so cruel!"
Hex started banging on the door frame and shouted, "Helloooo, I'm still here! Breakfast?"
"I thought you guys would be nice and make it for us…" Shion said, looking crestfallen.
Nezumi grunted as he rolled out of bed and lazily slunk around to Shion's side to lift the boy up. Shion flinched slightly and Nezumi apologized under his breath as he sat him down in the wheelchair beside the bed.
"What'd the doc say about your leg, anyway, Shion? They didn't really do much to it except… wrap it," Nezumi said incredulously, gazing down at the boy as he wheeled him out of the room.
Shion lifted his leg slightly and replied, "It was only twisted really bad in the crash. I guess maybe it's more bruised and sore? I don't know. It's not too bad. They said I was just lucky to have been stabbed by that metal closer to my side around all this.. fatty tissue."
Nezumi guffawed and asked, "What fatty tissue?"
"I don't know! It's what they said!"
"So they called you fat."
"I'm not fat am I?" Shion asked, sounding genuinely worried.
The older male let out an over-exaggerated sigh. "Really, Shion? No you're not fat at all. That's why the idea of your "fatty tissue" was so ridiculous."
"Well I guess I have some."
"Maybe they meant your love handles," Nezumi said in his most seductive yet sarcastic voice ever.
Shion looked up and glared at the man, who simply wiggled his eyebrows back down at him. "Shut up, Nezumi."
"What!" Nezumi replied indignantly, "What else do you think I grab when we're having sex? I love those hips of yours…"
Shion's face turned bright red and he squeaked, "Shut up, shut up!"
"What about Shion's hips?" Valerie called from the couch.
"Just that they're so mesmerizing and-"
"Nezumi shut your mouth!" Shion cut the man off, trying to hide his blush by looking down.
Karan came shuffling over from the kitchen holding a cup of steaming coffee in her hands. "Are we talking about my son's hips?"
Nezumi nodded wisely and ruffled the boy's hair, who was mortified that his mother was joining into the conversation. "Yes, yes. They're so.. lovely."
"He's always had his mother's hips," Karan said nonchalantly, sipping her coffee.
Kathryn approached them holding Paper in her arms, looking confused. "Does Shion have big hips?"
Nezumi quickly replied, "No, no, no! He has the perfect balance. They're shapely, but they meld in perfectly. Like to where your hands just kind of rest there like a piece of the puzzle, you know? So that when we're doing it, it's like so much more convenient."
Shion suddenly shouted, "Why are you all discussing my hips?! And Nezumi, why are you telling my mom and all my friends about my sex life?!"
The man "tsk"-ed and said, "Our sex life, Shion."
"Oh my god, please just stop!" Shion said desperately, his face unable to get any redder.
Karan laughed good-naturedly and headed back over to the kitchen. "We're just conversing, Shion!"
Hex joined in, "Yeah! I mean I'm sure a lot of people are curious about how your relationship with Nezumi works."
Shion's mother nodded and began helping Hex pull bacon and eggs out of the refrigerator. "He's right, Shion. How does a gay relationship work?"
"Mom!" Shion shouted, "Why would you even ask that?"
Karan broke into a smile and laughed once more. "I'm just messing with you, dear."
Nezumi pulled Shion over by the couch and sat down on the old, dirty cushions. "Just calm down, Shion. We haven't been able to converse like this in awhile, it feels like, huh?"
Shion nodded and closed his eyes, releasing a sigh. "I missed it."
The boy felt Nezumi's hand slip under his own, intertwining their fingers and lifting it to a pair of lips. "I missed it, too."
…
Work was strange to return to. Life was strange to return to. It was more normal than Nezumi or Shion were used to. Still, Shion would suffer from more nightmares than before, so he would visit his mother for therapy once a week. It wasn't helping, which was tiring for both males, but they didn't care. Shion's physical wounds were healing great, even if his mental wounds had yet to heal at all. The boy would wake up screaming a few nights every week, but would always have Nezumi there to calm him back down. After a month of nightmares and work, Shion and Nezumi were utterly exhausted.
"No, I told you this weekend, not tomorrow! We've been organizing this for weeks now!" Nezumi shouted angrily into the phone.
"Nezumi, I can't change when the company wants the shoot done. We'll come down, have two days of your time, and be done. You're lucky we've waited so long," Yoming said calmly.
Shion was curled up on the couch, still in his work outfit- a yellow maid outfit, complete with pure white lace and stockings. He had just got home and collapsed while Nezumi was arguing with his manager.
Finally, the man roared an enraged, "FINE!" and slammed the phone down.
Nezumi ran a shaky hand through his hair, releasing a frustrated sigh. His hair had been trimmed a few days before by some professionals that came out from his agency, though they kept it the same length. It looked cleaner than before and fell perfectly into place. Shion thought it was beautiful. Nezumi half-heartedly made his way to the couch and sat down next to Shion, slouching down.
"You okay?" Shion muttered in question, locking his eyes on the older male.
Nezumi ran a hand over the boy's leg and hooked a finger under the stocking, pulling it then letting it snap back. He then looked down at Shion and smiled. "Today was maids? How original."
"Colorful maids, apparently," Shion corrected him.
"Yellow suits you," Nezumi grunted, patting his lap. "Come here."
Shion pouted and crawled into the man's lap, straddling him. "I missed you…" Shion murmured, pressing his hand to the side of Nezumi's face and caressing the man's lips with his thumb.
The dark-haired male stared into Shion's crimson eyes, his mind going blank for a moment before he finally replied, "I missed you more."
The younger male pressed his lips against Nezumi's, their mouths instantly loosening as their tongues intertwined. Shion loved how the man dominated his mouth every time they kissed. He loved that they could do that- lock lips so passionately as Nezumi lifted the clothes off his body. They broke their kiss so the man could pull Shion's ridiculous dress over the boy's head. Nezumi then proceeded to trail kisses down the other male's neck, stopping to bite near Shion's collar bone. Shion whined and slid his fingers through the man's hair, tilting his head back so Nezumi could work. Nezumi dragged his tongue roughly over the fresh mark he just made and continued his kisses and licks down the boy's chest. He gently brushed his hand over the scar marring Shion's perfect skin near his middle as he went, hugging the other male gently before continuing.
"Nezumi…" Shion breathed, slipping his hand between them and rubbing the man's groin.
The older male growled into Shion's pale skin and braced himself with one hand as he grinded upwards against Shion. The younger moaned and gripped Nezumi's hair as he fumbled with the zipper on Nezumi's pants with his other hand. Shion eventually was able to start tugging on Nezumi's jeans, so Nezumi shimmied out of them along with his boxers, letting them drop to the floor. The man smirked as he glanced down at Shion's underwear.
"Those are part of the outfit too? I hope no one else saw them…" Nezumi growled as he slipped his hand under the slim waistband of the lacey white panties.
Shion grabbed Nezumi's hand and stopped him as he slid off the couch to the floor. Gripping the couch, Shion leaned forward on his knees and licked Nezumi's dick timidly.
"God, Shion…" Nezumi groaned leaning his head back, encouraging the boy.
Shion slipped his mouth over the tip, slipping his tongue along the underside of the man's cock. Nezumi twined his fingers through Shion's hair as he tried to resist thrusting into the white-haired boy's mouth. With encouraging sounds and words from his man, Shion slid Nezumi's member as far as he could down his throat and bobbed his head up and down. Nezumi bit his lip and pulled on Shion's hair to stop him. The boy leaned back, a thin trail of saliva still connecting him to the man's cock. Shion panted for a few moments and started to say something, but Nezumi leaned down and kissed him, cutting him off. Nezumi pulled the boy up by his arm and pushed him down gently onto the couch, climbing in between his legs. He then hooked his fingers on Shion's costume underwear and pulled them down, discarding them to the ground. Leaning down, Nezumi trailed kisses along Shion's inner thigh, biting down gently every so often. Shion blushed and looked to the side, little whimpers escaping his lips when Nezumi would bite a little harder than expected.
The man wrapped his hand around Shion's cock, pumping it slowly a few times as he mumbled against Shion's soft skin, "Look at me, Shion."
The younger male shook his head and covered his eyes with his arm. "N-no…"
Nezumi bit down a little harder than usual, eliciting a mixture of a moan and a whine from Shion as he licked and sucked at the spot.
"God, Nezumi!" Shion almost squeaked, his back arching and his hands immediately grabbing hold of the man's blue hair.
Nezumi smirked and trailed his tongue downward to the boy's entrance, licking roughly at it. Shion gasped and gripped Nezumi's hair a little rougher. The man pressed his tongue harder into Shion's hole, causing Shion to squirm.
"N-Nezumi, please…" Shion pleaded quietly.
A growl released from Nezumi's throat as he sat up and stuck three fingers in his mouth. He slid his tongue in between the three digits and coated them in saliva while Shion watched, blushing from the show Nezumi put on in front of him. The dark-haired male smirked as his pulled the fingers from his mouth and began to push one inside of Shion. The other male moaned lustfully and dug his fingernails into the couch cushions.
"Not enough?" Nezumi asked, twisting his finger in search of Shion's prostate.
Shion shook his head slightly, not voicing a response to Nezumi. Instead he let loose an uncontrollable mewl as Nezumi plunged a second finger inside of him. The boy pressed downwards onto Nezumi's digits as the man thrust them in and out of Shion. Soon after Nezumi added a third finger, a loud moan slipped past Shion's lips as his back arched and his knuckles turned white from gripping the cushion. Nezumi grinned and removed his fingers, positioning his cock outside of Shion's entrance.
"Ready?" Nezumi purred, slipping his member over Shion's hole.
Shion nodded and bit his lip, preparing himself.
Nezumi put a hand to his ear. "What's that? Say something."
"U-uhm… I'm ready…?" Shion stuttered, his blush darkening.
"Beg."
"Huh?"
"Beg for it," Nezumi said, winking at the boy.
Shion's jaw dropped and he didn't know what to say at first. Finally, after Nezumi stroked him a few times, the boy moaned, "P-please. Fuck me, Nezumi!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Nezumi shoved his dick inside of the boy. Shion's head jerked backwards and his mouth fell open in a silent scream. Nezumi grabbed the boy's leg with one hand and his hip with the other as he pulled out and thrust back into Shion. The younger male found his voice and a scream bubbled out of this throat. Nezumi kept slamming into Shion, targeting his sweet spot once more. It didn't take long before Shion was babbling Nezumi's name continuously. The slap of skin on skin resounded throughout the room along with both of the males' harsh panting. Shion locked his legs around his man, feeling his fingernails dig into the threads of the couch cushion. Moans rang out from him shamelessly and he trembled as Nezumi grinded up against him.
"Fuck… fuck… Shion…" Nezumi groaned, raggedly thrusting and grinding into the boy.
"God, yes! Harder!" Shion wailed, tightening his legs around Nezumi.
Nezumi complied, shaking the old sofa as he pounded into Shion. The white-haired boy moaned Nezumi's name again, his walls tightening around Nezumi's dick. Nezumi gripped the boy's legs, slamming into him one last time as he came along with Shion.
…
"Fuck… fuck… Shion…"
"God, yes! Harder!"
It was easy to hear the muffled moans of the two males inside of the apartment if one were to listen. The man outside grinned and stood up to stretch. He had listened the entire time. He had listened for weeks, now. Sitting outside of his son's apartment every night, listening to either quiet or the sound of love-making.
Just as the man was turning around, he felt tap on his shoulder. He jerked his head around, feeling his heart stop as he was confronted by two strange looking males with even stranger hair.
The one with longer, pink hair stood with his hands on his hips and the other, with curly, rainbow hair pursed his lips, saying, "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Uh, I dropped a couple coins on my way out and was trying to pick them up. Have a good day," the man replied, hurrying away with a nod of his head.
"Freak," Hex muttered before knocking loudly on Shion's apartment door.
Hex could hear some hasty murmuring and it took a couple minutes before the door finally opened, revealing a red-faced Shion wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers. The boy's white hair was messy and sticking up in several spots. Nezumi stood behind him, also in only his boxers, running his fingers through his tangled hair.
Hex's eyes widened and he crossed his arms. "Do I have to guess what you two were doing?"
"We-"
"We were having sex, yeah," Nezumi interrupted Shion, rolling his eyes.
As Hex stepped into the apartment, Shion gasped. "Alex!"
"Shion! Hey!" the man with the multi-colored hair responded, a grin lighting up his features.
Nezumi raised an eyebrow in question. "You know him, Shion?"
"He's from work. Though he actually likes working there…" Shion responded, stepping back so Alex could follow Hex inside.
After shutting the door, Nezumi asked, "So, what are you doing with Hex?"
Hex threw his arms around Alex, pressing his cheek against the other male's. "We're boyfriends!"
"Oh God."
"Wow, that's awesome!" Shion squealed, hugging his friends.
Nezumi groaned and ran his hand through his hair. "I can't believe your friends, Shion. I hated Hex already, and now you're bringing this guy in that actually likes where you work."
Alex frowned and broke out of Shion's arms. "Work isn't that bad. We get to dress up all the time! How many people can say they get to dress up at work every day?"
"If you call wearing short skirts and shorts and whatever the hell else 'dressing up' then you have issues. I can't stand it. Don't you realize all of the freaks that walk into that place are staring at you constantly?" Nezumi growled.
"I guess it's hard for some people to understand…" Alex trailed off.
Hex hugged his new boyfriend, glaring at Nezumi. "Stop being such a bitch, Nezumi. You're being a douche to Alex, already."
Shion punched Nezumi's shoulder lightly and frowned. "He's right. Why are you always mean to my friends?"
"Your friends aren't normal!" Nezumi snapped, glaring right back at Hex.
"Shion doesn't care that much about his job," Alex retorted, looking at Shion for more backup.
"Uh."
Nezumi gritted his teeth, growling, "What? Are you trying to say Shion likes to impress all of those… those…" The man didn't finish his sentence. Everyone at that place to him… They were all after Shion. He knew that already.
Shion latched onto his lover's hand, tugging on it. "Hey. Let's just stop. Hex, why'd you come here?"
"To prove to Alex you were my best friend back in high school!" Hex replied with a grin.
"And he was right!" Alex said happily, "Now we can hang out even more!"
"I really hope you don't have a bunch of creepy guys like the dude we saw a couple minutes ago in this apartment building, though. I like to hang out with you, but if all these weird dudes are listening in on our party times I'm a little creeped out," Hex explained, wondering what all Shion's neighbors could hear. He smirked.
"Creepy guys?" Shion asked, thinking for a moment. "There's no guys on this floor. There's a kind of weird guy on the first floor, though. He's kind of young, blonde hair…"
"No no," Hex cut the boy off, "this guy was older."
Nezumi lowered his eyes. "And what was he doing?"
"He said he was picking up some coins he dropped outside your door," Alex replied, hugging Hex and burying his face in the other male's collarbone.
Hex hugged his lover's waist. "Yeah, that's what he said, at least."
"Well, he was probably visiting someone. There's an older lady next door that has family visit pretty often," Shion suggested.
"That's probably it, then," Hex agreed, making his way over to the sofa. "Hey can we crash here tonight?"
"Sure!"
"No."
Shion glared at Nezumi and said sternly, "They can stay."
The man grumbled a few curses before stomping back to the bedroom and slamming the door shut behind him.
"Is he okay?" Alex asked, looking upset. "I hope we didn't offend him…"
"Nah, he just has a really bad temper," Shion said with a smile. "Why don't you guys make yourselves at home? It's late. I think I'm headed to bed, so I'll see you in the morning."
With that, Shion scurried off to the bedroom after Nezumi, waving at the couple seated on his couch before shutting the door behind him.
Alex turned his head to Hex, saying, "Wow, that was weird. Are you-"
He was cut off by Hex's lips, and his eyes widened. Hex leaned back and smirked. "Think they'd hear us if we were quiet?"
"Hex, no…" Alex said with a frown.
"Come on," Hex purred, pushing the other male backwards.
…
"Nezumi?" Shion asked quietly.
"What is it?" the man grumbled in response from where he was curled up in bed.
Shion crawled into bed next to his lover and hugged him. "Are you okay?"
Nezumi instantly felt his heart soften at the boy's concerned tone. He turned around and hugged Shion's head to his chest. "I'm fine, cutie. Sorry for being a jerk."
Shion smiled and intertwined his legs with Nezumi's. "It's fine. It's who you are."
"I love you, Shion."
"Love you too."
…
Heavy footsteps pounded up the stairs. The man returned to his stakeout outside of his child's apartment door, a light crinkling sounding as he slipped a paper under the door. A twisted grin alighting his face, the man quickly retreated from the building.
Whoas crazy I dunno I'm so tired right now it's crazy everything's crazy. Oh, has anyone heard of Sukoshicon? I'm going to the one in Louisville, KY. All you lovelies should go if you can cause its gonna be a blast and you could come see me! :D or avoid me and have fun by yourself . it'll be fun nonetheless! REVIEW MY DARLINGS3