Disclaimer: The characters of Soukyuu no Fafner are created by Hisashi Hirai and a whole boatload of other people who do not include me. I am merely borrowing these characters for a lil fun ;) If you sue, you will end up losing more money to your lawyer than you will get from me because I HAVE NO MONEY!! Ok, that said, enjoy the story XD
Warning: Sex, Violence, at the same time, if you are under 18 and do not have a parent beside you that condones reading this story, please leave! If you read on, and are squicked out, I'm not responsible.
Pairings: Michio/Soushi, unrequited Soushi/Kazuki .
Author's Comments: Um... in this chappie there's a rape scene. I don't find it that brutal, but if you are sensative or do not like those type of scenes, please read only the first 3 paragraphs, then skip to the big space in the middle of the chapter!
Sacrifices
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"Michio Hino, you know why I am here." Soushi could feel the other man's eyes strip away the scant cloth covering his skin, wanting so much to turn around and fly back to the island, but the image of Kazuki trapped in a cold, empty cell silenced his fears. When he spoke, Soushi showed no signs of inner conflict, no hesitation. "Return Kazuki."
Michio sauntered toward Soushi's tense body and lifted one hand to casually cup his chin. "And why should I help you?" Hot breath washed over Soushi, making him want to retch, but he suppressed his lunch and forced himself to stare unwaveringly at Michio. Licking his dry lips in what suddenly seemed to be a cheap, whorish seduction technique, Soushi whispered in a cracked voice, "If you help me, then you can finish what doctor Chizuru Toomi interrupted all those years ago."
Amused eyes glanced down his body, and a smug voice asked, "Are you giving me permission to rape you, Soushi?" Never had his name sounded so dirty, but somehow Soushi managed to continue speaking.
"Hai." With one word, Soushi surrendered his remaining dignity to the heavens. Scarcely a second after he spoke, Soushi was violently thrown to the cool ground, pebbles and dust melding into his skin. A hand forced its way down his abdomen and between his legs. A ripping sound deafened his ears, and wet kisses slobbered against his trembling skin.
Hot breath and lips intruded into every part of his body. Soushi tried to distance his mind, but saliva and sweat stuck to his pores and plugged up his senses. He felt dizzy, nauseated, claustrophobic. He did not want this, this disgusting body covering his own, and the cold metal ground freezing into his back. So many times, Soushi was on the verge of pushing the abomination off him, to slice off that violating tongue and smash blunt, nipping teeth into granulated dust, but this was his price to pay for Kazuki's safety. Nothing in the world was free; he had learned that long ago, as his innocent childhood was blown to shreds the first time he saw the fauna that was currently Tokyo. The world was not a pleasant place, but it was were he lived. Reality was a gross bitch.
Claw-like fingers pried his legs apart, and a part of him ripped away as pain flashed through every nerve and cell in his deadened body. He had never been so humiliated. Reality may be a bitch, but he was the whore, on his back with long legs in the air, body jerking to a jarring rhythm, moaning on cue to satisfy his rapist. Ignoring the jabbing pain, Soushi clenched his teeth and thrust his hips back, sickened by the squish squish of flesh against bleeding flesh and hot pants of putrid breath, forever scarred into his memory. The world became a blaze of smoke, and everything turned intensely white The vision in his right eye faded, and he was blind; submersed in a world of agony and blood and squish squish noises and empty moans and lustful grunts. Sensations smashed through his body and overwhelmed his mind and propelled him over a flickering edge. Fire enveloped his body and burned away his sweat-soaked, dirt-matted hair until he was bald and broken. He came with a gasp, but any pleasure was lost in the fog that dampened his thoughts into unconsciousness.
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"Now now, are you going to treat your savior so harshly? I'm deeply hurt," laughed the man, a repulsive sound.
Kazuki snorted, "Savior, my ass."
"Well, I am helping you escape, Kazuki-kun." He stepped into the room, and another figure was revealed, eyes dark and body tense. Kazuki's eyes widened.
"Soushi?" Eyes flicked toward him and away.
"Let's go, Kazuki." Kazuki scrambled on to unsteady feet, due to lack of using them for so long. Soushi and the other man quickly walked down a long corridor, and Kazuki had to run to catch up. "Wait! What about Kariya-san?"
Soushi's pace did not falter. "She is a traitor."
"But she was betrayed too! You can't just leave her there!" This time Kazuki was ignored completely. Reaching forward, he grabbed hold of Soushi's shoulder and spun him around. "Are you listening to me?"
"Why would you want to help the person who got you in this situation in the first place, Kazuki?"
"Her heart was in the right place, even if her actions were wrong. I can't be responsible for her death when I could've easily saved her. Her cell is just beside mine." Kazuki searched Soushi's face to see if his words were getting through, but all he saw was a ice. "Oh right, people aren't as important as Fafners, are they? What, did you only rescue me because you need a pilot for the Fafner?" he asked bitterly.
Soushi's eyes narrowed, and he began to speak but a voice interrupted them. "Well unlike dear Kazuki here, Yukippe is scheduled to appear before a New United Nations court in two days. It would greatly inconvenience me if she was missing, as I'm responsible for her capture." The man grinned suddenly. "However, if you want, I'm sure I could work something out- for the right price, right Soushi?" he said while draping one arm around Soushi as if they were best friends. Soushi jumped at his touch, emotions appearing and disappearing within seconds.
"That wont be necessary, Michio." Soushi glared at the man, then continued walking down the corridor. Michio grabbed Kazuki's arm and dragged him after Soushi.
"Sorry Kazuki-kun, but I'm not releasing Yukippe unless I get something out of it." Somehow the apology sounded more like mockery when coming out of Michio's mouth. Then a memory struck Kazuki.
"Michio, as in Hino Michio?" Kazuki asked the man.
This time when he grinned, it seemed less menacing, and Michio replied, "Yup! I'm glad you finally remember Kazuki. I was beginning to feel hurt, you know."
"But why are you working for New United Nations, Michio? Is it to help save the world, rather than just one island?"
Michio shook his head. "Nope, I'm fighting for the lovely thing called money. Now hurry up, the sooner you two are off this ship, the less danger I'm in of getting caught helping you." With that said, Kazuki was led out into the open air. The starless night sky outlined the shape of a small jet plane. There was no Fafner in sight, but at that time, Kazuki was too engrossed in thoughts about Michio and his own freedom to notice.
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