Sweet Emotion
Author: LadyMonarchDragon
Summary: On a routine trip to the grocery store, Shindou Shuichi finds a kid in an alley. His memory is gone, and everyone has some serious sorting out to do.
Author's Notes: Wow, this is the eighth chapter. I can't believe that it's going so fast! I love how that some of you are really connecting with the characters. That rocks, and I'm sure that some of you are curious as to the outcome of the story, as said in the reviews. Well, I know how exactly how this will end...kinda. I actually have no idea how this will end. But, hey, that's the fun part, right? Well, keep those reviews coming! I luvs u all!
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Shuichi's sleeping form was stirred from a restless sleep. After hearing from Kaito, Shuichi couldn't sit still. He had to go look for the brunette, but Yuki and Hiro finally made him go to sleep by slipping some sleeping pills into his glass of warm milk. He was now being awoken by Yuki, as it was 11:00 in the morning, and they needed to look for Kaito.
" Shu? It's time to wake up, Shu. C'mon, up." Yuki shook the drowsy youth awake, and he looked like a little puppy with his eyes all squinty and blinking from the bright daylight, the adorable drowsiness, and the mussed up hair. " Shuichi, it's time to look for Kaito. C'mon, we gotta get a move-on."
" Y-y-yuki?" Shuichi yawned, and continued, " G-good mor-r-YAWWNN-ning, Yuki. Sleep well?" Yuki smiled a small grin, and kissed his love on the head, and lifted him into an upright sitting position. " I slept well, and I presume, you did too. Now get a shower and dressed, and let's go hunt for our missing burden."
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Shuichi stared at the wall of the shower, the water dripping down the linoleum. He was sitting on the floor of the bathtub, and H2O ran down his head, collecting in small puddles before instantly getting wiped away by the jets of water coming from the shower head.
He couldn't get Kaito out of his head. The worry for his friend was eating him up inside. Shuichi could remember the boy's blue-gray eyes, chocolate brown hair, and his lithe frame, his underlyingly sad features. He always seemed to wear a mask of happiness, but underneath, was intense sadness and hurt. Shuichi wished that he could change that. Shu knew that he shouldn't think this, but he wished that he could change Kaito. Sometimes, he just wanted to…just kiss the brunette's troubles away. But he never could. Ever.
Yuki shouldn't talk to you like that
One as beautiful as you should have no need to cry
D'ya…d'ya think that your friends will like me?
That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
He tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was all about
And he gave himself and A
And a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
Because this time he didn't think
He could reach the kitchen.
I love you, Shuichi…
Don't look for me. I'm not worth it.
I'm not worth it…
I'm not worth it…
Shuichi sat there, remembering Kaito. His eyes would light up whenever he talked to Shuichi. He was so nice…but so sad…
I love you, Shuichi…
He wished that Kaito would have talked to him before he left. Then, maybe, he wouldn't be gone. Maybe he wouldn't be…wherever the hell he was. If only…if only…if only Kaito didn't leave. How did he know? How did Kaito know that Shuichi didn't love him back? He never gave him a chance.
Shuichi felt the water continued to drip down off his pink haired self for about twenty seconds before he realized that it wasn't shower water, but tears. " Kaito…come back…" whispered the sorrowful youth.
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" Here you go, whore. Eat up, fucking dead bodies is no fun. Trust me." Saruwatari walked into Kaito's room, as the man dropped a paper plate with stale toast and old jam, and a plastic dog dish filled with stagnant water. The boy gobbled it up on the spot. He slurped the old water, and devoured the nasty toast. Normally, Kaito wouldn't eat this, but the brunette hadn't eaten anything in a week.
" Thank you so much, Saruwatari-sa-" the boy was so close to calling him "san", but realized that the man didn't deserve that respect. " The fun…begins." Takumi lifted the brunette onto the bed, and assumed the position. " Listen, Saru-san, please, don't do this. If you let me go, I promise I won't tell anyone who you are--" the boy was cut off by the man shoving his sock in Kaito's mouth. " Just cooperate, and it'll be over soon."
Tears began to well up in Kaito's eyes before the man even took out the whip. " I hope this hurts, brat." The man brought the bloody whip down on Kaito's scarred and abused chest. The boy cried out pitifully when the gag fell out , but stopped instantly. "Please…no…"
The sadist grinned, enjoying the boy's pain. He brought the whip down again, making a new bloody slash, and opened an old one. The man bent down, and began to lick Kaito's bloody marks, collecting the rich, salty blood onto his tongue, and swallowing it. " Beautiful children have the tastiest blood…"
" Get…get away from me…" the tears flowed freely now, Kaito fearing for his life. The man whipped him again, getting the result of a fresh scream and fresh blood. The man licked some more, enjoying the blood like some sick vampire.
" How do your tears taste…" Saruwatari ran his hot tongue down Kaito's tear-streaked face, making the boy cringe in disgust. The man laughed a cruel laugh, and kissed Kaito, a bruising, alcohol driven kiss. " I'm gonna make you scream…" the man licked his way down, stopping at his cock, which was throbbing and painful from the constant orgasms. " Your dick…this will be fun…I've been bored all day…" the man slid his mouth over the boy, and began to suck, the man in enjoyment, the youth in sheer disgust and hate.
Saruwatari felt the boy's penis tense for climax, and stopped sucking, the boy moaning. " You sound like a whore, you piece of garbage." He flipped Kaito, and braced his slim hips. " And I don't like whores. I'll teach you to moan like that." The man pulled his body back, lubed up his cock, and shoved it into the boy. Kaito screamed, and the pain and pleasure morphed into a feeling that should never be felt by a living being.
"It's been fun, kid. I love doing ya. But you know what? Tomorrow, I'll bring you a friend." Kaito, through his pain and tears, thought about the statement.
Kaito exploded. " Don't you dare go near Shuichi! You better leave him alone! If you so much as touch him, I'll kill you! I swear it!" An image flashed through Kaito's head of Saruwatari penetrating Shuichi and hearing him scream. It brought new tears to his eyes.
Saruwatari smirked, and began to walk away, when a man walked into the room. "Hey, Takumi, I got some groceries--" the man stopped talking abruptly when he saw Kaito, and put down the grocery bags. He walked over to the boy, and smirked, mirroring Saruwatari's expression.
" So, this is the kid? He is a pretty one, but feisty, I like that." The man took Kaito's chin into his hand and inspected his face. Saruwatari growled and said," Hands off, Hayashi, you get yours tomorrow." Hayashi grinned evilly at his partner, got up, grabbed the groceries, and said, " Don't get your balls in a twist, Saruwatari…" The man grumbled something, and left, slamming the door and locking it.
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Shuichi could feel the cool November wind whip his pink hair around as he stared out over the city from the top of he and Yuki's apartment. The singer was physically sick with worry, and couldn't eat all day. He didn't hear Yuki walk up next to him, and jumped when Yuki touched his shoulder.
" Nice night, ne, Shu-kun?" said Yuki, wrapping a blanket around himself and his shivering love. " Yes, it is." The reply was so quiet, it was almost a whisper. Shuichi looked Yuki right in the eye, and asked him a question. " Yuki, why are you suddenly being so nice to me?" Yuki paled a little, and said, " I just am. Am I not supposed to be?"
Shuichi glared at him, and said, " Yuki, don't lie to me. Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?" Yuki sighed deeply, and looked over the Tokyo skyline. He then reached back and pulled out a piece of paper. " What is that?" asked the singer, curious.
" It's the letter Kaito wrote me before he left." Yuki handed it to Shuichi, and he began to read.
Dear Yuki:
Good bye my friend, I am leaving for good. I know you don't like me, but I had to say goodbye to you anyway.
Look, Yuki, you have great things going for you. Shuichi adores you. Man, that's the perfect life right there. I just watch you, and I don't understand how you could just treat Shuichi like that when all he does is be nice. Get over yourself.
All I have to say is don't break Shuichi's heart. You have a beautiful thing going here. Ruin it, and you will be forever sorry.
P.S.: Don't look for me, please.
Goodbye,
Kaito.
Shuichi finishes the letter, and hands it back to Yuki. " Look, Shuichi, we'll find him. I promise." Shuichi whips his head around angrily. " I've already heard that promise. I need to hear a new one. I need to hear that Kaito is and will be all right. I…I need to know he's not a corpse in a dumpster somewhere."
Fresh tears began to roll down the boy's cheeks, and he buried his face into Yuki's shirt. " Shuichi, I can't promise anything." The younger man continued to cry, and as Yuki continued to watch the skyline, one or two tears rolled down his cheeks too.
Well, how was it? Meh, it was kinda okay. I really like the ending. SO, who will Kaito's new friend be? You may never know… heh heh, or at least till I update again.
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