Disclaimer: don't own Getbackers
Pairing: Juubei/Akabane, bits of Kazuki/Juubei
A/N: I was inspired sometime and blah e_e I dunno...Told in JUUBEI'S POV
Shadowed Desires
Exiting the doors of Mugenjou, I had wandered outside briefly to smell the clean air that gently flowed. Taking confident strides I placed a hand on an object nearby to remember my position. What was I touching? Ah yes, the streetlamp.
Being blind wasn't so bad, it was a sin for my fight against Kazuki. I took it without complaint, but now I could say that other senses have increased. Such as hearing and awareness. Stopping I turned my head to the side as I continued to walk on, my feet making nothing more than noise. My breathing was evened, my breath came out in a light fog as I exhaled sharply.
Where was Kazuki-kun? I am his guardian, his doctor and yet I hardly see him anymore than when I see Kagami on a regular basis.
Furrowing my brow I let it slide, perhaps Kazuki went with Shido or Ginji on a mission. But I would have appreciated if he had told me first, then just run off on his own. Perhaps a tracking device on Kazuki would be ideal in this situation. No, that wouldn't be fair. I would still lose the boy no matter what I did.
I halted my steps and raised my head from its bowed position to gaze up wondering if any stars were out tonight. Sometimes, I guess I want to see again. To gaze at the bright lights in the sky, to see Kazuki's face bright and cheerful. Behind the mask of innocence of the string user I can see...no...
Feel...
His guilt. The guilt that follows him like a bad itch. No matter what I say to make him feel better, it blows past like the wind, sometimes it goes away, but most of the time my words fall upon deaf ears.
He truly blames himself.
Wetting my lips to warm them form the chill of the night I take a different direction. I might need a new path incase the other is blocked; it is a well-known strategy to know the area you live in. To know every escape route, able to go to it without a seconds hesitation.
Instantly when my palm slides upon the bumpy, chipped bricks I can tell it's a narrow passage way. The walls enclose around me as I make my way in. Placing my other hand on the opposite side I grimace lightly. An alley. I was never fond of such shortcuts form one place to another, simply because so many unwanted people live around them. Gangs, punks, druggies. It was one place I never let Kazuki go when I'm around him for fear of him getting hurt, even as skilled as he is.
Funny though, I'm in the same place I wish Kazuki never goes. Life is funny like that I suppose. With so many twists and turns to block and aid you through life and death.
Something crunches under my feet. I had stepped on a pop can. Was it me though? I place my feet on the spot I had heard it loudest and gently kicked the ground, touching every inch of the small area. Only to feel nothing but dirt and gravel. I raise my head feeling a change in the wind making it more ominous. My senses alert danger, this wind isn't normal and turning the other way I walk back to escape this horrible feeling.
I don't get two feet before I hear a chuckle. I seize up as I stop my retreat and hold my breath unknowingly. That man. There is only one person that can chill the coldest winds, freeze the water from moving. Make one nervous, installing fear into those that see him. At first I wondered what to say, it wouldn't be wise to aggravate the black clad man behind me. To do so would sign a funeral contract.
I have the skill to fight but he... Is on a whole new level.
"Juubei-kun what brings you here?" his voice is like an instrument, a child's voice even. Mysterious and playful, teasing all that listen. I turn around as to not expose my back; instinct tells me to be on guard.
"None of you business Jackal" I spoke harshly like scissors cutting paper. My hands moved to my needles, should I have to protect myself I had to be ready. Unable to see, even if I could I hardly think it would make much difference being in a dark space such as this. Yet the figure before me most likely doesn't mind the atmosphere that he has created.
Maybe he knows that he has created a fearful atmosphere and relishes the effect it has on me. I shiver as a chill goes down my back and clench my teeth keeping my gaze forward. To show a weakness to this man, no, this monster that is no longer human would be a fatal mistake. I can hear the steps of his black boots coming closer, he doesn't move as he walks. Everything seems to move out of his way even the autumn leaves that fall from the sky. Carried by the wind from the sea.
All too soon the footsteps dim and stop. I raise my head angrily; ready to shout out in anger. His words ill me, the tone mysterious and seems to know everything. Like there is nothing this man could not know. Rats scurry beneath my feet, eager to get away from this monster, clad in black as ominous as the midnight sky. Anger swells up inside me when I receive no other further response from the figure.
"Daijobu deska, Juubei-kun? You seem...edged on by something. Am I ruining your space?"
Those words bat at my mind. Already knowing what little space provided for me I did not have a real chance at fighting, anyone who would, would be very foolish. "What are you doing here Akabane-san?" even if it is this creature before me I cannot help but be somewhat polite. Even to *him*. I brace myself for whatever words he may speak. Phrases that will shatter invisible shields. Break and bend the mind to his will.
Truly a unique person, turned monster during fights. Night or day I had seen his style of attacking, the way his scalpel's slice through flesh. Tear the upper skin to let the red substance underneath the layers to breathe and spill from within. Akabane, I can tell, enjoys it no matter what he is doing as long as it has him on the edge. On guard...forcing him to use at least a little bit of his power.
Completely the opposite of Kazuki-kun.
"Oiya, oiya I was just passing by" Inwardly I scoffed at the obvious lie. The air around us thickened from the tension that I held as the seconds ticked by, a watch useless to me had I needed to know the time. Slowly I unclenched my fist. There was no need to be on guard. Akabane wouldn't attack me in the first place. But he shouldn't underestimate even the blind. Something some have met certain fatal injuries to.
My brown hair moves to the side briefly as a harsh wind comes by and without another word I turn my body to face the exit. It wasn't doing me any good to be around Akabane, especially *alone*. I keep my hands out just incase as I let my legs tread me back to my solitude to await Kazuki-kun. However a second later I found that I was being followed, stealthily and silently. My guard came back up full force as I swiftly turn around ready to deliver a roundhouse kick to the intruder. The force might severely injure (and possibly break) certain bones.
The kick met only air. I stumbled to regain my balance as I disoriented my stance unable to dictate which way I was facing, or where I was spinning. Until a cool, smooth hand gently took hold of my wrist allowing me to regain my footing. Who was this person? Oddly the fabric felt familiar and the gloves were silky almost to the touch. But who wore gloves at this time? Ones that were very light allowing flexible movement?
In horror I realized who had touched me and yanked my wrist back, stepping away with distaste trying to separate the distance between him and me. How dare he! That monster has no right to touch me! I rather fall then be helped by him! I could picture what his face would look like, I hadn't forgotten the time during Mugenjou when I was working with Kagami.
Those eyes were cold when open, piercing the very center of your soul. He was the devil himself, deciding who should live and who should die. The elegant face held every planets mysterious, hidden under the brim of his hat, a true enigma. A smile would spread across his face, then a smirk. Akabane knew what buttons to push and which to not bother with.
"I was merely offering my help Juubei-kun" instantly I could hear the hint of desire through those words and glared as much as I could. This was a game to him. He enjoyed toying with me, un doubtfully he could see right through me, see my weakness. My fear. I tried not to show it but like any man, it is their fear of what one might do knowing when the obvious strengths are few and far between. Easy to separate and compare with ease.
I answered back calmly, not ready to lose my cool in a simple conversation "I do not need it Akabane-san now please. I must return back to Kazuki-kun" the wind seemed to build up as those words exited my lips. As if expressing the others silent rage it whipped against my face, turning my lips a pale color. The next few seconds would be a blur if I had my sight; it was just as blurry with movement as I felt my back slam against the chipped bricks, feeling my shirt tear in the back.
I stiffened.
The bricks continued to dig into my back once the cloth as ripped as I shifted, trying to move away from what was holding me in place. Cold liquid ran down my back as the flesh began to cut open, causing a burning sensation. Two powerful hands on either side of my shoulder kept me glued to the stonewall leaving no room for my protests as I opened my mouth to retaliate.
Apparently this was a wrong move to do as lips instantly pressed against mine almost ripping off the skin of my bottom lip in their savage hurry. I was shocked and beat my fists against the others chest but it was like hitting a solid rock. It wouldn't budge. Not having much room I shipped my head to the side to escape the hungry lips, distaste evident as I did so. My breathing had quickened visibly as my heart beat faster than usual through the barbaric act.
What was wrong with Akabane? Never had I seen him like this, or act like such an animal! Had he truly become a monster? It was possible...
A low growl escaped form my attacker and without a warning my chin was gripped tightly forcing my head back despite my efforts to shove him away. Thankfully I was blind for this event, I don't think I would have wanted to witness the devil in front of me. Unable to turn away my mouth was forcefully opened allowing a slimy object to slither in like a snake. I fought back trying to push the offending tongue out of my mouth but it only worsened the feeling I was receiving.
The hand gripped even tighter and with great regret I ceased my struggling for the moment. It was unsettling to feel this as it explored my mouth like a cavern making sure to mark every inch of it, criss-crossing with my tongue. Every time it touched I shuddered.
How do you defend yourself against an opponent like this? I felt my throat go dry. My will refused to swallow the vile saliva from this tainted monster. And my breath was running out and as a last ditch effort I moved my hand to place them upon my needles. Gripping a handful I thrust them forward as swift as my body would allow to pierce this mad man.
It was just the distraction I needed as Akabane stepped back giving me time to breath and rub my mouth hastily. How disgusting! Slowly I swallowed the horrible substance in my mouth and grimaced. My sense of direction completely failed me I was frozen in place. What brought the sudden change in attitude? "You amuse me Juubei-kun, but that was un called for and you know it" my body slid down to the ground, thankfully nothing was underneath me.
"Akabane!" I cried my voice still hoarse despite my efforts of refreshing my throat "stop this! What are you doing!?" but the sentence fell upon deaf ears as he separated my leg into a V like position, putting his knee in the middle as he reached forward. Grasping a piece of an arm, chest, it was a piece of fabric of either. I pushed him away. No one would want this in the first place!
Kazuki-kun...
"Now don't be like that Juubei-kun I haven't finished my fun.." huskily he spoke, like he was just playing with a doll he had found a new fascination in. And I was that doll. Lifting a new set of needles I brought them close to my face, if he thinks he was going to get what he wanted, he had another thing coming. A growl escaped from deep within my throat, the shifting of cloth and boots scraped against the ground. Faintly aware of what he was doing I brought my hand up to slash him.
It didn't surprise me when he grabbed my wrist, crushing it with his raw strength. He was fast for sure, but I didn't think he was this fast. My mind had gone numb long ago, I was cornered, unable to escape this horrific ordeal, but there was still hope.
Black needles... I didn't have anything else to lose. I have already lost my sight. Life would be next.
"Akabane teme!" I raised my voice, enough was enough. It was bad when he kissed me. To feel the mint breath in my mouth, it was like deaths kiss. But now he wanted to... I tried yanking my wrist, I pricked him deeply with a needle, but he just laughed at me, thinking it was all good humor.
His mask never seemed to move or fall. I grimaced, a pain shot out from my side, letting my body feel the sting of pain. I squirmed, or tried to. But he wouldn't allow it. I bit my already swollen lips, blood seeping through my mouth.
How could he look human. Act like a monster. Yet, have a touch of an angel?
Hands weaved through my hair, so gentle I almost didn't feel it. His face was close as was his body, just by the angle I could feel. "Juubei-kun" his hands started to trail downward, touching my cheek briefly carrying down one side of my face. Stopping at the only protection I had. My clothes. "These pose a hindrance" a slight yank brought my body forward. Relief flooded me as the feel of chipped bricks was now gone. For now.
I had no idea what I hit, but it was warm. Soft. Once more those same hands touched me, how humiliating! I was being molested by a person I may have once called a temporary ally! If Kazuki ever got wind of this, no, I wouldn't let him find out. That boy would seek revenge against my assailant. It is not something as important as his well being and health.
Cold air hit my side. My clothes...were being shredded apart. The devil seemed to have gotten impatient. Eliminating everything he found a hindrance to his "fun". Fighting was a useless move now. Avoiding him was useless. All I could do was accept it as it was. I'm sure he could read the distaste over my features, the way I tried to make it less hard on myself as he hugged me tightly.
"Akabane-san..." I whispered, unheard of by anything but him and the cold wind around us. My voice was faltering. I was really unused to wear nothing at all, except when around Kazuki-kun should I get injured. But this was definitely not a thing I would want to be topless around. "If you wanted humiliation you've done it" reasoning I tried to do once more. If only I could see his face. See those eyes, to attempt some sort of understanding.
I couldn't give him the satisfaction of breaking me.
The devil shifted again treating me like a child as he held me close. I risked a shaky finger to run it over what my body was pressed against and swallowed hard. It felt like flesh. A rustle of a jacket hitting the ground confirmed my suspicion for sure, and quickly I brought my finger back. My face grew warmer; the cold no longer seemed to be as chilly as before. It didn't bother me. I wet my lips once more, my blood pulsing in my veins. Was I getting, excited? Was this Akabane's goal?
As if reading my mind those same feathery hands, carved by an angel ghosted over my skin, he spoke low "getting a bit excited? Does this mean..." he let out a dry chuckle a louder fall of something hit the ground. Possible his hat but I wasn't worried about that. "I can go up another level?" the feathery touches turned lethal in an instant. The normal slow motions turned to nails, clawing my back tearing the flesh apart. The exposed raven hair touches my face, tickling it as I arch my back forward at the first touch of wetness.
A few drips of blood disappear from my back, only to be repeated by the bleeding wound. I shudder. He laps up the blood, like a drink. A wine like substance. I cringe at each stretch of a tongue, gathering up all the crimson fluid that was left. "Your blood is like no other Juubei-kun, it is a rare treat," he purrs in my ear, allowing me to know just how close he is to me. But I don't care. Akabane trails kisses from the ear down making sure he doesn't miss a single spot, claiming me his.
But... Kazuki-kun.. I love Kazuki-kun....
An intake of breath escapes my lips, my fantasy of Kazuki-kun vanishes from me as my eyes water, and even though they are closed they can still shed tears. Craning my head to the side I allow him access, should Kazuki find anything on my neck that is visible, he may worry. That is the least thing I want to allow happen. Teeth like a shark plunge deep into the neck, a whimper passes through. The bite turns to an unbearable wave of pain. The pain is still there even when the devil had fed, relished on the pain that he had caused me, tainting me with his greed.
His greed of dominance.
My rage reaches it's limit and in one solid moment I take the chance, an opening in time that many could only guess. With a movement to fast to be avoided I slapped him hard across the face, my needles that I had forgotten about left gashes across the pale skin of the figure that had froze. A drip reaches the ground, only once. My heart stops beating for a brief moment. Akabane had let his guard down so much that even I was able to land a blow.
I kept my hand up, the shaking of my body making it vibrate as I waited for the reaction. It wont be a nice one. "Juubei-kun..." he was speaking so low I almost didn't hear him, his grip had let go previously to rub the three slash marks id assume grazed his face. "That wasn't very nice" my head swam in confusion as I hit the ground, tipped over by the monster before me. I can't say he didn't have it coming. I am usually against violence without a reason but even if that had been an accident. I still would have slapped him equally as hard.
"Perhaps I'm being to soft on you? Maybe you should learn your place," I grunted as new weight pressed on my stomach, legs wrapping around mine insuring my movement would no longer be available to me. Straddling my waist he seemed to be having a new game in mind as he bent down and trailed butterfly kisses other my exposed chest. I didn't pay attention though; the sharp pain from my neck eluded my senses even when he carved something on my side. It still didn't come close to the numbness slowly over flooding my senses.
I felt drowsy, my limbs felt weak, I had hardly the energy to breath. I twisted my body as he gripped my side slowly tearing through the light fabric of my boxers. "Akabane-san...iie...onegaishimas...yamette!" a sharp cry erupted form my lips as he entered me and the rest was a red haze, with black spots to remind myself of the blood I had bathed. Claimed by the devil himself.
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Sometime later I woke up with a nasty headache. My throat, dry as a desert. My breath shallow like a pool. Pain spread throughout every part of my body. Wha...what had happened? It was a blur, I couldn't process it. I make a move to sit upright but gently, hands push me back down lightly enough to not cause injury.
"Juubei-kun don't strain yourself onegai!" it was a worried tone; it was also Kazuki's. A solid object was tilted to my lips and tipped toward me slowly. Water. I had forgotten what it tasted like and accepted it without complaint. Letting my head fall backwards I hit the pillow. Kazuki-kun. I was finally back with him but...
Where was Akabane-san?
I will never be able to act the same way again around him as before; it was bad enough Kazuki most likely found me in the alley. But it should be me worried for him. Not the other way around! I failed my duty to protect Kazuki-kun! Moistening my lips I wince visibly the sting of teeth biting down on my lip previously throbs. "Kazuki-kun..." I murmur softly as he leans over with a worried air, his face full of sadness that he wasn't there when I might have needed him.
But I didn't.... Why can't he understand I'm his guardian?
"Where did you find me?" I ask hesitantly, coughing lightly feeling smooth hands make soothing circles on my back as he helped me sit up, thinking it better for my health. His touch never left me; perhaps he was afraid I might disappear again. Yet he still answers, his voice cracking as he hugged me tightly. Tears cascaded from his eyes, down his face and onto my bare skin.
His hair swishes side to side, the bell making a ching sounds as his face buries into my chest. I could barely make out the words he speaks through his crying "I found you in the alley....you were bleeding! And...and..." the rest was lost to my ears as I laid back down. Never had I heard Kazuki-kun cry, he sounds like a wounded wolf who has just lost his mate. I am, at the moment, ashamed of myself for not protecting myself properly. If only I was stronger.
It was a while but Kazuki-kun eventually calmed down, to mere sniffles. Guilt swelled inside of me and with a sudden interest I lifted the covers and let my hands wander around my side. Several bruises I noted, a lot of gashes and cuts. Yet one eluded me. It was deep, very deep. And tracing it I furrowed my brow as I continued to trace it with a horrible feeling welling up inside me.
It was... There was no mistaken it. There was a nicely carved J on my side. He had marked me...
My head shifted back. Once more I gazed up at the ceiling raising a bandaged hand to my neck. A bump was the only thing I was met with. Kazuki- kun must know what had happened if he saw me at my worst condition. I hope he doesn't take it the wrong way. I know him better than that; he wouldn't make assumptions as easily as Ban.
I shiver. The wounds will take a long time to heal but they will pass. It is the simple fact of what he may try to do. The devil doesn't leave its victims alone for long. And knowing Akabane, it will be all too soon. I dare not touch Kazuki; I'm tainted like that bastard. Holding grudges is very unlike me, even I am surprised but this cannot be brushed by. I'll find a way to get Akabane back for what he had done to me.
But I know... That I love Kazuki-kun. I cannot say it now, maybe sometime later. When I can offer it, and prove it.
It could be a day, a week, month, year. I will wait until the time is right. The day when I will be purified. I shift once more, Kazuki's head falling onto my chest, the covers being like a pillow to him. With a soft murmur I plant a kiss on Kazuki's forehead, his hair covers part of it anyways.
"I love you Kazuki-kun..."
Sleep grabs hold of me, my exhaustion reaches its limits, and I sleep peacefully.
Knowing that an angel is next to me comforting and shy, And the devil, kept at bay with greed and an unquenchable lust.
~~Owari
A/N: FINALLY! It's finished! Woohoo! So did you guys like it? Hate it? Not good enough? Could have been better? Come on tell me in a review! I love this fic...one of the better one shots I'm sure...
Pairing: Juubei/Akabane, bits of Kazuki/Juubei
A/N: I was inspired sometime and blah e_e I dunno...Told in JUUBEI'S POV
Shadowed Desires
Exiting the doors of Mugenjou, I had wandered outside briefly to smell the clean air that gently flowed. Taking confident strides I placed a hand on an object nearby to remember my position. What was I touching? Ah yes, the streetlamp.
Being blind wasn't so bad, it was a sin for my fight against Kazuki. I took it without complaint, but now I could say that other senses have increased. Such as hearing and awareness. Stopping I turned my head to the side as I continued to walk on, my feet making nothing more than noise. My breathing was evened, my breath came out in a light fog as I exhaled sharply.
Where was Kazuki-kun? I am his guardian, his doctor and yet I hardly see him anymore than when I see Kagami on a regular basis.
Furrowing my brow I let it slide, perhaps Kazuki went with Shido or Ginji on a mission. But I would have appreciated if he had told me first, then just run off on his own. Perhaps a tracking device on Kazuki would be ideal in this situation. No, that wouldn't be fair. I would still lose the boy no matter what I did.
I halted my steps and raised my head from its bowed position to gaze up wondering if any stars were out tonight. Sometimes, I guess I want to see again. To gaze at the bright lights in the sky, to see Kazuki's face bright and cheerful. Behind the mask of innocence of the string user I can see...no...
Feel...
His guilt. The guilt that follows him like a bad itch. No matter what I say to make him feel better, it blows past like the wind, sometimes it goes away, but most of the time my words fall upon deaf ears.
He truly blames himself.
Wetting my lips to warm them form the chill of the night I take a different direction. I might need a new path incase the other is blocked; it is a well-known strategy to know the area you live in. To know every escape route, able to go to it without a seconds hesitation.
Instantly when my palm slides upon the bumpy, chipped bricks I can tell it's a narrow passage way. The walls enclose around me as I make my way in. Placing my other hand on the opposite side I grimace lightly. An alley. I was never fond of such shortcuts form one place to another, simply because so many unwanted people live around them. Gangs, punks, druggies. It was one place I never let Kazuki go when I'm around him for fear of him getting hurt, even as skilled as he is.
Funny though, I'm in the same place I wish Kazuki never goes. Life is funny like that I suppose. With so many twists and turns to block and aid you through life and death.
Something crunches under my feet. I had stepped on a pop can. Was it me though? I place my feet on the spot I had heard it loudest and gently kicked the ground, touching every inch of the small area. Only to feel nothing but dirt and gravel. I raise my head feeling a change in the wind making it more ominous. My senses alert danger, this wind isn't normal and turning the other way I walk back to escape this horrible feeling.
I don't get two feet before I hear a chuckle. I seize up as I stop my retreat and hold my breath unknowingly. That man. There is only one person that can chill the coldest winds, freeze the water from moving. Make one nervous, installing fear into those that see him. At first I wondered what to say, it wouldn't be wise to aggravate the black clad man behind me. To do so would sign a funeral contract.
I have the skill to fight but he... Is on a whole new level.
"Juubei-kun what brings you here?" his voice is like an instrument, a child's voice even. Mysterious and playful, teasing all that listen. I turn around as to not expose my back; instinct tells me to be on guard.
"None of you business Jackal" I spoke harshly like scissors cutting paper. My hands moved to my needles, should I have to protect myself I had to be ready. Unable to see, even if I could I hardly think it would make much difference being in a dark space such as this. Yet the figure before me most likely doesn't mind the atmosphere that he has created.
Maybe he knows that he has created a fearful atmosphere and relishes the effect it has on me. I shiver as a chill goes down my back and clench my teeth keeping my gaze forward. To show a weakness to this man, no, this monster that is no longer human would be a fatal mistake. I can hear the steps of his black boots coming closer, he doesn't move as he walks. Everything seems to move out of his way even the autumn leaves that fall from the sky. Carried by the wind from the sea.
All too soon the footsteps dim and stop. I raise my head angrily; ready to shout out in anger. His words ill me, the tone mysterious and seems to know everything. Like there is nothing this man could not know. Rats scurry beneath my feet, eager to get away from this monster, clad in black as ominous as the midnight sky. Anger swells up inside me when I receive no other further response from the figure.
"Daijobu deska, Juubei-kun? You seem...edged on by something. Am I ruining your space?"
Those words bat at my mind. Already knowing what little space provided for me I did not have a real chance at fighting, anyone who would, would be very foolish. "What are you doing here Akabane-san?" even if it is this creature before me I cannot help but be somewhat polite. Even to *him*. I brace myself for whatever words he may speak. Phrases that will shatter invisible shields. Break and bend the mind to his will.
Truly a unique person, turned monster during fights. Night or day I had seen his style of attacking, the way his scalpel's slice through flesh. Tear the upper skin to let the red substance underneath the layers to breathe and spill from within. Akabane, I can tell, enjoys it no matter what he is doing as long as it has him on the edge. On guard...forcing him to use at least a little bit of his power.
Completely the opposite of Kazuki-kun.
"Oiya, oiya I was just passing by" Inwardly I scoffed at the obvious lie. The air around us thickened from the tension that I held as the seconds ticked by, a watch useless to me had I needed to know the time. Slowly I unclenched my fist. There was no need to be on guard. Akabane wouldn't attack me in the first place. But he shouldn't underestimate even the blind. Something some have met certain fatal injuries to.
My brown hair moves to the side briefly as a harsh wind comes by and without another word I turn my body to face the exit. It wasn't doing me any good to be around Akabane, especially *alone*. I keep my hands out just incase as I let my legs tread me back to my solitude to await Kazuki-kun. However a second later I found that I was being followed, stealthily and silently. My guard came back up full force as I swiftly turn around ready to deliver a roundhouse kick to the intruder. The force might severely injure (and possibly break) certain bones.
The kick met only air. I stumbled to regain my balance as I disoriented my stance unable to dictate which way I was facing, or where I was spinning. Until a cool, smooth hand gently took hold of my wrist allowing me to regain my footing. Who was this person? Oddly the fabric felt familiar and the gloves were silky almost to the touch. But who wore gloves at this time? Ones that were very light allowing flexible movement?
In horror I realized who had touched me and yanked my wrist back, stepping away with distaste trying to separate the distance between him and me. How dare he! That monster has no right to touch me! I rather fall then be helped by him! I could picture what his face would look like, I hadn't forgotten the time during Mugenjou when I was working with Kagami.
Those eyes were cold when open, piercing the very center of your soul. He was the devil himself, deciding who should live and who should die. The elegant face held every planets mysterious, hidden under the brim of his hat, a true enigma. A smile would spread across his face, then a smirk. Akabane knew what buttons to push and which to not bother with.
"I was merely offering my help Juubei-kun" instantly I could hear the hint of desire through those words and glared as much as I could. This was a game to him. He enjoyed toying with me, un doubtfully he could see right through me, see my weakness. My fear. I tried not to show it but like any man, it is their fear of what one might do knowing when the obvious strengths are few and far between. Easy to separate and compare with ease.
I answered back calmly, not ready to lose my cool in a simple conversation "I do not need it Akabane-san now please. I must return back to Kazuki-kun" the wind seemed to build up as those words exited my lips. As if expressing the others silent rage it whipped against my face, turning my lips a pale color. The next few seconds would be a blur if I had my sight; it was just as blurry with movement as I felt my back slam against the chipped bricks, feeling my shirt tear in the back.
I stiffened.
The bricks continued to dig into my back once the cloth as ripped as I shifted, trying to move away from what was holding me in place. Cold liquid ran down my back as the flesh began to cut open, causing a burning sensation. Two powerful hands on either side of my shoulder kept me glued to the stonewall leaving no room for my protests as I opened my mouth to retaliate.
Apparently this was a wrong move to do as lips instantly pressed against mine almost ripping off the skin of my bottom lip in their savage hurry. I was shocked and beat my fists against the others chest but it was like hitting a solid rock. It wouldn't budge. Not having much room I shipped my head to the side to escape the hungry lips, distaste evident as I did so. My breathing had quickened visibly as my heart beat faster than usual through the barbaric act.
What was wrong with Akabane? Never had I seen him like this, or act like such an animal! Had he truly become a monster? It was possible...
A low growl escaped form my attacker and without a warning my chin was gripped tightly forcing my head back despite my efforts to shove him away. Thankfully I was blind for this event, I don't think I would have wanted to witness the devil in front of me. Unable to turn away my mouth was forcefully opened allowing a slimy object to slither in like a snake. I fought back trying to push the offending tongue out of my mouth but it only worsened the feeling I was receiving.
The hand gripped even tighter and with great regret I ceased my struggling for the moment. It was unsettling to feel this as it explored my mouth like a cavern making sure to mark every inch of it, criss-crossing with my tongue. Every time it touched I shuddered.
How do you defend yourself against an opponent like this? I felt my throat go dry. My will refused to swallow the vile saliva from this tainted monster. And my breath was running out and as a last ditch effort I moved my hand to place them upon my needles. Gripping a handful I thrust them forward as swift as my body would allow to pierce this mad man.
It was just the distraction I needed as Akabane stepped back giving me time to breath and rub my mouth hastily. How disgusting! Slowly I swallowed the horrible substance in my mouth and grimaced. My sense of direction completely failed me I was frozen in place. What brought the sudden change in attitude? "You amuse me Juubei-kun, but that was un called for and you know it" my body slid down to the ground, thankfully nothing was underneath me.
"Akabane!" I cried my voice still hoarse despite my efforts of refreshing my throat "stop this! What are you doing!?" but the sentence fell upon deaf ears as he separated my leg into a V like position, putting his knee in the middle as he reached forward. Grasping a piece of an arm, chest, it was a piece of fabric of either. I pushed him away. No one would want this in the first place!
Kazuki-kun...
"Now don't be like that Juubei-kun I haven't finished my fun.." huskily he spoke, like he was just playing with a doll he had found a new fascination in. And I was that doll. Lifting a new set of needles I brought them close to my face, if he thinks he was going to get what he wanted, he had another thing coming. A growl escaped from deep within my throat, the shifting of cloth and boots scraped against the ground. Faintly aware of what he was doing I brought my hand up to slash him.
It didn't surprise me when he grabbed my wrist, crushing it with his raw strength. He was fast for sure, but I didn't think he was this fast. My mind had gone numb long ago, I was cornered, unable to escape this horrific ordeal, but there was still hope.
Black needles... I didn't have anything else to lose. I have already lost my sight. Life would be next.
"Akabane teme!" I raised my voice, enough was enough. It was bad when he kissed me. To feel the mint breath in my mouth, it was like deaths kiss. But now he wanted to... I tried yanking my wrist, I pricked him deeply with a needle, but he just laughed at me, thinking it was all good humor.
His mask never seemed to move or fall. I grimaced, a pain shot out from my side, letting my body feel the sting of pain. I squirmed, or tried to. But he wouldn't allow it. I bit my already swollen lips, blood seeping through my mouth.
How could he look human. Act like a monster. Yet, have a touch of an angel?
Hands weaved through my hair, so gentle I almost didn't feel it. His face was close as was his body, just by the angle I could feel. "Juubei-kun" his hands started to trail downward, touching my cheek briefly carrying down one side of my face. Stopping at the only protection I had. My clothes. "These pose a hindrance" a slight yank brought my body forward. Relief flooded me as the feel of chipped bricks was now gone. For now.
I had no idea what I hit, but it was warm. Soft. Once more those same hands touched me, how humiliating! I was being molested by a person I may have once called a temporary ally! If Kazuki ever got wind of this, no, I wouldn't let him find out. That boy would seek revenge against my assailant. It is not something as important as his well being and health.
Cold air hit my side. My clothes...were being shredded apart. The devil seemed to have gotten impatient. Eliminating everything he found a hindrance to his "fun". Fighting was a useless move now. Avoiding him was useless. All I could do was accept it as it was. I'm sure he could read the distaste over my features, the way I tried to make it less hard on myself as he hugged me tightly.
"Akabane-san..." I whispered, unheard of by anything but him and the cold wind around us. My voice was faltering. I was really unused to wear nothing at all, except when around Kazuki-kun should I get injured. But this was definitely not a thing I would want to be topless around. "If you wanted humiliation you've done it" reasoning I tried to do once more. If only I could see his face. See those eyes, to attempt some sort of understanding.
I couldn't give him the satisfaction of breaking me.
The devil shifted again treating me like a child as he held me close. I risked a shaky finger to run it over what my body was pressed against and swallowed hard. It felt like flesh. A rustle of a jacket hitting the ground confirmed my suspicion for sure, and quickly I brought my finger back. My face grew warmer; the cold no longer seemed to be as chilly as before. It didn't bother me. I wet my lips once more, my blood pulsing in my veins. Was I getting, excited? Was this Akabane's goal?
As if reading my mind those same feathery hands, carved by an angel ghosted over my skin, he spoke low "getting a bit excited? Does this mean..." he let out a dry chuckle a louder fall of something hit the ground. Possible his hat but I wasn't worried about that. "I can go up another level?" the feathery touches turned lethal in an instant. The normal slow motions turned to nails, clawing my back tearing the flesh apart. The exposed raven hair touches my face, tickling it as I arch my back forward at the first touch of wetness.
A few drips of blood disappear from my back, only to be repeated by the bleeding wound. I shudder. He laps up the blood, like a drink. A wine like substance. I cringe at each stretch of a tongue, gathering up all the crimson fluid that was left. "Your blood is like no other Juubei-kun, it is a rare treat," he purrs in my ear, allowing me to know just how close he is to me. But I don't care. Akabane trails kisses from the ear down making sure he doesn't miss a single spot, claiming me his.
But... Kazuki-kun.. I love Kazuki-kun....
An intake of breath escapes my lips, my fantasy of Kazuki-kun vanishes from me as my eyes water, and even though they are closed they can still shed tears. Craning my head to the side I allow him access, should Kazuki find anything on my neck that is visible, he may worry. That is the least thing I want to allow happen. Teeth like a shark plunge deep into the neck, a whimper passes through. The bite turns to an unbearable wave of pain. The pain is still there even when the devil had fed, relished on the pain that he had caused me, tainting me with his greed.
His greed of dominance.
My rage reaches it's limit and in one solid moment I take the chance, an opening in time that many could only guess. With a movement to fast to be avoided I slapped him hard across the face, my needles that I had forgotten about left gashes across the pale skin of the figure that had froze. A drip reaches the ground, only once. My heart stops beating for a brief moment. Akabane had let his guard down so much that even I was able to land a blow.
I kept my hand up, the shaking of my body making it vibrate as I waited for the reaction. It wont be a nice one. "Juubei-kun..." he was speaking so low I almost didn't hear him, his grip had let go previously to rub the three slash marks id assume grazed his face. "That wasn't very nice" my head swam in confusion as I hit the ground, tipped over by the monster before me. I can't say he didn't have it coming. I am usually against violence without a reason but even if that had been an accident. I still would have slapped him equally as hard.
"Perhaps I'm being to soft on you? Maybe you should learn your place," I grunted as new weight pressed on my stomach, legs wrapping around mine insuring my movement would no longer be available to me. Straddling my waist he seemed to be having a new game in mind as he bent down and trailed butterfly kisses other my exposed chest. I didn't pay attention though; the sharp pain from my neck eluded my senses even when he carved something on my side. It still didn't come close to the numbness slowly over flooding my senses.
I felt drowsy, my limbs felt weak, I had hardly the energy to breath. I twisted my body as he gripped my side slowly tearing through the light fabric of my boxers. "Akabane-san...iie...onegaishimas...yamette!" a sharp cry erupted form my lips as he entered me and the rest was a red haze, with black spots to remind myself of the blood I had bathed. Claimed by the devil himself.
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Sometime later I woke up with a nasty headache. My throat, dry as a desert. My breath shallow like a pool. Pain spread throughout every part of my body. Wha...what had happened? It was a blur, I couldn't process it. I make a move to sit upright but gently, hands push me back down lightly enough to not cause injury.
"Juubei-kun don't strain yourself onegai!" it was a worried tone; it was also Kazuki's. A solid object was tilted to my lips and tipped toward me slowly. Water. I had forgotten what it tasted like and accepted it without complaint. Letting my head fall backwards I hit the pillow. Kazuki-kun. I was finally back with him but...
Where was Akabane-san?
I will never be able to act the same way again around him as before; it was bad enough Kazuki most likely found me in the alley. But it should be me worried for him. Not the other way around! I failed my duty to protect Kazuki-kun! Moistening my lips I wince visibly the sting of teeth biting down on my lip previously throbs. "Kazuki-kun..." I murmur softly as he leans over with a worried air, his face full of sadness that he wasn't there when I might have needed him.
But I didn't.... Why can't he understand I'm his guardian?
"Where did you find me?" I ask hesitantly, coughing lightly feeling smooth hands make soothing circles on my back as he helped me sit up, thinking it better for my health. His touch never left me; perhaps he was afraid I might disappear again. Yet he still answers, his voice cracking as he hugged me tightly. Tears cascaded from his eyes, down his face and onto my bare skin.
His hair swishes side to side, the bell making a ching sounds as his face buries into my chest. I could barely make out the words he speaks through his crying "I found you in the alley....you were bleeding! And...and..." the rest was lost to my ears as I laid back down. Never had I heard Kazuki-kun cry, he sounds like a wounded wolf who has just lost his mate. I am, at the moment, ashamed of myself for not protecting myself properly. If only I was stronger.
It was a while but Kazuki-kun eventually calmed down, to mere sniffles. Guilt swelled inside of me and with a sudden interest I lifted the covers and let my hands wander around my side. Several bruises I noted, a lot of gashes and cuts. Yet one eluded me. It was deep, very deep. And tracing it I furrowed my brow as I continued to trace it with a horrible feeling welling up inside me.
It was... There was no mistaken it. There was a nicely carved J on my side. He had marked me...
My head shifted back. Once more I gazed up at the ceiling raising a bandaged hand to my neck. A bump was the only thing I was met with. Kazuki- kun must know what had happened if he saw me at my worst condition. I hope he doesn't take it the wrong way. I know him better than that; he wouldn't make assumptions as easily as Ban.
I shiver. The wounds will take a long time to heal but they will pass. It is the simple fact of what he may try to do. The devil doesn't leave its victims alone for long. And knowing Akabane, it will be all too soon. I dare not touch Kazuki; I'm tainted like that bastard. Holding grudges is very unlike me, even I am surprised but this cannot be brushed by. I'll find a way to get Akabane back for what he had done to me.
But I know... That I love Kazuki-kun. I cannot say it now, maybe sometime later. When I can offer it, and prove it.
It could be a day, a week, month, year. I will wait until the time is right. The day when I will be purified. I shift once more, Kazuki's head falling onto my chest, the covers being like a pillow to him. With a soft murmur I plant a kiss on Kazuki's forehead, his hair covers part of it anyways.
"I love you Kazuki-kun..."
Sleep grabs hold of me, my exhaustion reaches its limits, and I sleep peacefully.
Knowing that an angel is next to me comforting and shy, And the devil, kept at bay with greed and an unquenchable lust.
~~Owari
A/N: FINALLY! It's finished! Woohoo! So did you guys like it? Hate it? Not good enough? Could have been better? Come on tell me in a review! I love this fic...one of the better one shots I'm sure...