Disclaimer: This story is for entertainment purposes only.
Warning: Mild language, violence, sexual content between males, suggested incest, and disturbing imagery. If any of this bothers you, do not read.
A Little LUCK:
LUCK From The Past
"Thanks, Aya, you didn't have to make us all something to eat," Omi said quietly as he took another spoon full of soup. "Don't you think it's delicious Ken?"
"No, it's just soup," Ken snapped. Omi nearly cried. Ken wasn't himself. The old Ken would have smiled at him and said that the soup was delicious.
"Oh, man, you're so gay," Schuldig said as he dropped his spoon and looked at him with disgust.
"Schuldig," Crawford threatened. "If you don't start behaving, I'll give you another black eye." Schuldig covered up his blackened eye and grumbled something under his breath.
"I'm not gay," Omi stated as he looked around the table.
"Yeah, and Nagi's straight," Ken snarled as Nagi flinched but remained silent. "Don't think I don't see the way you're hanging all over me. Ken! Ken! Ken, are you alright? Ken, please don't die! Ken!" Ken mimicked Omi's frightened voice. Omi pushed back the tears that were forming at his eyes. He wanted to punch Ken, but he knew Ken wasn't thinking straight.
"Ken, that's enough; don't take out what happened to you on Omi." Youji spat as he slammed his fist down on the table.
"Well, you'd be pissed off too if you had some damn brat hanging all over you."
"Ken!" Aya's voice raised as he glared at the brunette.
"Just stay the hell away from me," Ken hissed at him as he jumped up from the table and barged out of the kitchen.
"I'm not gay!" Omi cried out in frustration.
"There's nothing wrong with being gay," Aya stated coldly from across the table. Oh, no, now even Aya thought he was gay. He could feel the pain swelling in his chest as he burst into tears.
"I'm not gay. I like girls. I've never once looked at a man and thought, oh, he's hot. I think women are sexy and I have visited the adult sites Youji's always teasing me about because I am curious and horny," Omi stuttered out as everyone stared at him. "Eep, just forget about that last part; I was just joking." Omi laughed nervously.
"Wow, and here I thought you were all innocent. Man, Omi, if you were so interested in women I could have hooked you up with a few ladies," Youji teased as he ran a hand through Omi's hair ruffling it as Omi put his head in his hands.
"I'm not so hungry anymore. I think I'll bring Farfarello some soup if that is ok with you, Crawford." Nagi said nervously as he looked at Crawford pleadingly.
"If that is what you wish?" Crawford said in a cold voice as the youngest member of Schwarz quickly and quietly retreated from the room.
"We should have dinner with you guys more often. I must say this is one of the most interesting dinner conversations I've had yet." Schuldig tossed his head back and laughed loudly.
000
"Wake up, little brother." Cat opened his eyes wearily to be greeted by the sight of Uncle and Lucious standing above him. "Have any pleasant dreams?"
"Doll?" Uncle asked.
"No, I didn't have any dreams about dolls," Cat groaned.
"Your wound still hurts," Lucious stated as he pulled back the covers. "My, little brother, what did I tell you about not touching your wounds?" Lucious hissed as he pressed down on the bandage.
"Ow." Cat howled in pain. "I'm sorry I won't touch it again just stop, please!"
"No, I think you need to learn a lesson and the only way to learn isthrough pain." Lucious pressed harder digging into one of the whip marks.
"Dolls don't cry."
"Uncle, my little brother is no doll. He is not pretty enough to ever be a part of your beautiful collection.
"Oh, please stop!" Cat cried as he felt himself slowly losing consciousness.
000
"I should really talk to Ken," Aya said reluctantly. He wasn't much for talking but in this case it was necessary. If he didn't do some intervention Omi would likely go crazy too.
"I wouldn't suggest that you'll only make him more angry." Crawford stated calmly as he sat down in the living room.
"But I have to. You don't realize how much this is hurting Omi; he's always looked up to Ken." Aya looked down sadly as he paced back and forth across the room.
"Trust me when I say your little talk with Ken will only end badly for the both of you." Crawford rose from his chair and stalked over to him grabbing both of his hands. "Your pacing is annoying me."
"Then go somewhere else if you don't like it."
"No, I won't," Crawford whispered as he brushed his ear tails back and leaned in slowly until their lips were only inches apart. Aya's breath quickened as he thought about kissing those lips.
"Um, Aya." Youji cleared his throat as he walked into the room. Aya quickly pushed Crawford away as Youji looked at them awkwardly.
"Yes, Youji?"
"I just wanted to say that Ken is asleep, and Omi has finally calmed down."
"Good." Aya blushed hoping Youji didn't think anything weird about he and Crawford's interaction.
"Well, I guess I'll go to sleep now. Omi and I in the room upstairs and to the right."
"Ok, I'll be up there later." Aya sighed as Youji went up the stairs.
"I think we're alone now." Crawford smirked as he pushed him onto the couch.
"Crawford, not here."
"There's no one who's going to come down here." Crawford licked his ear and ran his hand over his chest unwrapping him from his blanket. "You have no idea what you do to me. How hard you make me." Crawford pushed his hips up against him and Aya couldn't hold back his moans anymore. He wanted Crawford, there was no denying it. Even if Crawford was the epitome of all evil, Aya still wanted him.
000
"Big brother! Big brother, let's go outside and play," Cat whined from outside his parents' bedroom as he clutched a teddy bear to his chest. He scratched at the door some more hoping to get their attention.
"Go away Cat. Your brother is busy. The chosen one does not have time to play with you." Cat's mother said as she opened the door. She was beautiful with her long flowing black hair wearing a nightgown that flowed about her ankles.
"But it's so nice outside. I thought Lucious and I could play."
"The chosen one doesn't have time for swine like you." A cold masculine voice rang out that could onlyhave come from his father.
"But," Cat shivered at the sound of his father's voice.
"Just leave, Cat, you are not needed." His mother said as she shooed him away from the door. He was able to catch a glance of the boy with shoulder length hair who was sitting in a chair.
"Big brother!"
"Go, Cat, your presence is not needed." Lucious glared at him.
"See, son, see what you have done; you have upset your brother." His father growled as he slammed the door in his face. Cat cried as he ran down the hallway and out of the house. They didn't want him. He wasn't special like his brother. He clutched his bear to his face to muffle his cries as he ran to the alleyway to the side of their house.
"I'll run away then they'll be sorry." Yes, that would show them, but the last time he ran away they only laughed. His brother had told him they should call him Cat because just like a Cat he always came back. His parents had agreed and they all sat around the table laughing except for him. This time though he wasn't going to come back.
Several hours had passed and it was becoming dark and Cat was starting to get scared. He knew that this was the time when ghosts would come out just like his brother had told him. Maybe he had punished his family enough, he thought as he crept back into the house and into his room. He crawled up onto his single bed deciding that he would leave before anyone was up in the morning so no one would even know he was there. Yes, that would show them, he thought.
"Cat."
"Aw," Cat screamed as a hand flew over his mouth. Oh, no, the ghost had finally decided to attack him.
"Don't scream or you'll wake them up," Lucious hissed. "You don't want them to wake up, do you?" Cat shook his head no as he tried to calm himself down. "You're so stupid, Cat, I bet you thought I was a ghost. Scoot over brat, I hope you didn't wet the bed."
" I didn't. I haven't done that for a whole month," Cat said defensively as he allowed his brother to climb into his bed. "Big brother, why didn't you come and play with me today?" He sniffled as he let his teddy bear go and held his brother closer.
"Because I'm the chosen one," Lucious spat bitterly.
"I wish I was the chosen one."
"No, you don't. Don't ever say that again. I will never let you be the chosen one. They will never touch you, Cat."
"What do you mean?" Cat blinked up at his older brother in confusion.
"Nothing, I will never let any harm come to you little brother. You will never have to go through what I have." Lucious cried as he held him close. "Sometimes I wish you would run away and never come back."
"Don't cry. I will never leave you."
"I love you, Cat, and I will never let anyone hurt you, including myself."
"Yeah, I love you too. Maybe tomorrow you'll come out and play with me."
"Sure."
"Yea, big brother's going to play with me."
000
"Really, how do you want me to play with you, Cat?"
"What?" Cat asked as his eyes blinked open.
"You were talking in your sleep."
Cat blinked as he took in his leopard print comforter. He hated it when he dreamt of the past. "You lied to me, you said you would never let anyone hurt me including yourself." Cat could feel the tears running down his cheeks as Lucious hovered over him.
"Oh, Cat, I'm so sorry. I'm a horrible older brother." Lucious said as he licked at the tears rolling down his brother's chin.
"Don't be. I know it's not your fault," Cat whispered as he brought his brother's face down and nuzzled against him. "You are the chosen one and you will always do what is right. Don't you ever forget that."
"I won't ever hurt you again little brother."
"Sure." Cat knew that wasn't true. It was only a matter of time before Lucious would lash out at him, but after all it was what he deserved for being such a bad little brother.