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CHAPTER THREE – Dinner Time
"Mom, do me a favor and bury me in Hokkaido, okay?" Horo asked as they stepped from the car, acting like he only had a little while left to live.
"Horokeu Usui! Not another word from you, you hear me?" his mother snapped. He nodded and sighed in defeat. They stepped up to a large mansion-like house and rang the bell. The door opened to reveal a pair of yellow eyes that glared out suspiciously.
"Hello. I am Mrs. Usui. En-sama invited me for dinner." she announced.
"We've been expecting you. Follow me." the deep baritone voice ordered, opening the door. They stepped into a large foyer with lavish decorations from all ends of the Earth that made it evident that the Taos spared no expense on comfort and beauty. Horo couldn't help but gape at the sheer size of the place, let alone its extensive décor. As a servant led them on, Ren fell into step beside Horo Horo, smirking.
"So, I take it you are fascinated by it? The main estate in China is far more luxurious." he boasted. The Ainu boy eyed him cautiously. They stepped into a huge dining room with a long table that could seat at least fifty, though only a few were actually there. Horo gasped at the giant chandelier above them.
"One thousand diamonds are up there. They are said to be the tears of Isis, the Egyptian goddess." Ren said.
"Welcome. Please, be seated." En said, and everyone sat. Horo was seated across from Ren, with his mother beside him.
"This is my daughter, Jun, and my son, Ren." En introduced them. Jun smiled coldly, she sat across from Horo's mother and next to Ren. At the end of the table, between her and Horo's mother, sat En. Polite conversation struck up and Horo picked at his food, every now and then glancing at Ren or Jun.
Ren's wounds from earlier were becoming scars and that's when the bluenette noticed that Ren looked as though it were a regular occurrence. He looked at En and began to piece things together, when suddenly he heard the conversation turn to him.
"My Horokeu here has difficulty in math. Numbers never really caught on for him. You must be so proud to have a star pupil for a son." his mom said.
"Perhaps my Ren could find time to tutor him between five and six on weekdays." En suggested. Ren's head snapped up like a lightning bolt.
"That would be wonderful! Thank you so much!" she replied. Horo felt the color drain from his face, but knew better than to question his mother during this important dinner. The rest of the hour flew by and finally En was escorting them out, followed by Ren and Jun.
"Well, I think we have everything settled. You got the job and you can stay in the west wing." En announced as they left.
"Wait! What? Stay!" Horo Horo asked.
"Yes, Horo, the lease on our house is ending soon and it'll be easier to work here." his mother said, sealing the deal. Behind En, Horo saw Ren smile viciously at him, evidently having already planned a slow, painful death for him. The car ride was silent as Horo's brain tried to process this new information, but as soon as the door was open, he ran to his room.
"I AM GOING TO DIE!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. After a while he fell asleep.
The next day was a Thursday, which meant school and then his first tutoring session with Ren. He prayed that the day would go as slowly as possible, but in doing so, managed to make it go by at incredible speed. Pilika was overjoyed at the thought of living in the Taos' mansion and eagerly awaited meeting Jun, thinking it'd be like having an older sister. He begged his mother to cancel the deal, but it was to no avail.
Thus, there he stood ringing the bell at the Tao mansion. Ren opened the door wide to let him in and wordlessly walked up some stairs, Horo at his heels. He led the way through halls and went into a room, completely black in color.
Horo looked around, guessing this was Ren's bedroom. He had a four poster king sized bed with black silk covers and black curtains kept the room shrouded in darkness. The dresser was black and the walls were black and the carpet was black and there was a mirror against the far wall. Up against the wall beside his bed stood a large kwan dao, making Horo once again felt uneasy.
Ren wore a casual black shirt not fully buttoned to reveal his perfectly toned chest and black pants that hung low at his hips and no shoes or socks. Horo found himself unable to keep his eyes from wandering up and down the attractive Chinese's muscular body. He could see the muscles flex and ripple whenever the teen made the slightest move.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. 'What the hell? I'm not gay! I'm not! Not, not, not! No way! No siree! Un-Uh! Impossible! And me liking HIM! Ha! What a joke!' he thought.
"Kisama! As much as I enjoy you gawking at my things, I do not like you staring at me! Get over here so we can start!" Ren snapped him out of his thoughts and he hurried over whilst trying to hide his blush. The session went by quickly with Ren yelling every two seconds because Horo was finding it difficult to concentrate on the work and his eyes kept trailing over to the other. It was finally over when he realized it was pouring too hard for him to get home, so he was forced to stick around as he waited for the downpour to end.
In the meantime, he amused himself by watching the other boy as he went to his personal training room and began to work out, allowing Horo a good view because Ren thought he was long gone and had removed his shirt. By now Horo Horo had pretty much accepted that he was attracted to Ren, so he allowed his eyes to roam freely. When he'd finished, Ren stood and grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat from his body and found to his dismay the Ainu boy still there.
"What are you doing here?" Ren asked in a bored tone as he allowed the towel to rest across his shoulders, not bothering to slip his shirt back on as he headed out the door.
"It's raining too hard to go home, so I'm stuck here for a while." he explained as he followed the other. They reached a kitchen and Ren grabbed himself a carton of milk before sitting to enjoy it. Horo found himself staring again as Ren sat there shirtless, his chest still heaving from his work out and a few beads of sweat still clinging to his chest. Ren looked up at him with a thoughtful expression and made no protest to his wandering eyes.
"So... would you like to see your room?" Ren asked, not waiting for an answer before standing and heading out, milk in hand. He handed the empty carton to a servant as he passed, Horo following obediently. He led him up some stairs and disappeared into a room completely ice blue, much like Ren's, minus the kwan dao.
As soon as Horo Horo was well enough into the room, the door went shut behind him and he was tackled to the floor. He landed on his back with Ren straddling his lower stomach and pinning his wrists down above his head.
"Huh? Ren, what gives?" he asked in confusion, a deep blush creeping across his cheeks.
"So, I am correct in my assumption that you are attracted to me." Ren said with a smirk.
"Me like you? N-No, I don't!" he denied.
"I'm not blind, baka. I saw you looking. And I also see that you are enjoying this position. The evidence is showing through your pants." he said, and Horo's blush got ten shades darker.
"Ren, I-I!" he stuttered to think of an excuse, but was cut off when Ren crushed his lips down.
"R-Ren!" he gasped when they pulled away.
"I suppose I can't blame you. Who could resist me? The truth is I could use some release of stress, and I think you can accommodate me. Don't worry, you'll enjoy it just as much as I will." he smirked, holding Horo's wrists down with one hand whilst the other traveled down his chest.
"Ren... stop..." he protested weakly, though inside he loved the feelings that action created.
"No. You need to learn something. I always get what I want, and right now, I want you. Now, you are going to give me what I want, whether you like it or not. No one will hear you because this wing has just been cleared out for your family, so if you scream only I will know. Lastly, if you tell anyone what transpires here or even hint it, I will kill them and you will be punished until I see fit to do away with you. Are we clear on the rules of the game, now?" he asked, eyes narrowed.
"P-Please... don't..." he whimpered, feeling panic and fear course through his veins at his helplessness. Ren ignored his feeble pleas and leaned down to continue kissing him. His free hand maneuvered Horo's shirt off and his lips slid down to play with the pink nubs located there, causing Horo to gasp.
"Ren, stop it!" he snapped, getting angry that he was so confused. He shouldn't be enjoying this. Ren was doing this against his will, without any love involved. This wasn't how he wanted his first time to go. Yet, somehow, an equally large part of him wanted to just stay there and melt into the sensations that ran through him with every touch.
Ren continued the assault on his senses, dipping his tongue into his navel before returning to claim his lips in a heated kiss once more, this time forcing his tongue in to play with Horo's. In the meantime, his other hand traveled up and down his lover's chest, sometimes going low to the hem of his pants. Ren's hand reached down and stripped him of his pants, coming to rest on the growing bulge.
His mouth trailed small nips and kisses down his neck again and a low moan escaped him as he massaged his throbbing member. His back arched up into Ren and he felt the evidence of Ren's excitement on his stomach as the other continued to find new ways of forcing him to emit sounds of pleasure.
"Ren..." he moaned as the Chinese stopped just before he reached the release he so badly needed.
"Please!" he begged, mentally kicking himself.
"Please what?" the younger asked, lightly playing with the hem of his exposed boxers, teasing him to the brink of insanity.
"Stop teasing me!" he said, his voice trembling.
"Oh, but foreplay is the best part, my little Horokeu. Tell me what you want." he ordered, leaning down again to place a few kisses here or there.
"I-I want..." he began uncertainly.
"Yes?" Ren asked, pulling away to stare down at him.
"I want you to take me! God, please!" he shouted, giving in to his desire.
"Good boy..." Ren purred, removing his own pants and boxers teasingly slow before rending Horo naked. He resumed his feverish kissing to distract Horo before ramming himself into the other without warning. Horo screamed in pain as Ren slid into him to the hilt. Ren waited for the pain to die down a bit.
"Why didn't you warn me?" he asked, his lower lip quivering as a few tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Believe me, it's better if you just get it over with." Ren assured him.
"It hurts." he whispered.
"Did you think it wouldn't?" Ren shot back as he began to slowly rock himself against Horo. He winced slightly before pleasure replaced the pain and he too began to move to the unknown rhythm. Ren picked up the pace and was soon thrusting wildly into Horo as his hands traveled, not bothering to hold the older boy down anymore.
Horo allowed his freed hands to travel over his lover's chest as his legs wrapped around Ren's waist. Finally it ended in an explosion of sensations and they came together, Ren's essence burying itself deep within him and his own spilling over their stomachs. Ren rolled off of him and they lay there, panting.
"...Ren? Did you feel anything? Anything at all?" Horo asked. He just had to know.
"...No..." the reply was half-hearted but harsh, cutting deep into him.
"...Do you think that maybe there could be anything? Maybe sometime later? Even just a tiny bit of something?" he asked, eyes pleading.
"Why are you asking me this?" Ren asked with a weary sigh.
"I just have to know... I have to know if there's even the tiniest bit of a chance that you might like me back one day. Because if there is even the millionth of a billionth of a chance, I'm willing to be with you for as long as you'll have me. If there's not, then I guess I'll just have to keep hoping that one day you'll change your mind, because I don't think I'll ever fall in love again." he said, sad blue eyes staring deeply into golden tiger ones.
"I don't know, Horo Horo, I don't know." Ren answered, standing and slipping on his clothes.
"The rain has stopped. I'm sure your mother will be worried." he said before walking out.