Christian sighed as he sat on one of the hotel beds, brushing his hair as the television was on, trying to entertain both him and Sato as Dachi dealt with Matsuda.

The blonde beauty looked over at the digital clock and realized it was rolling around eleven o'clock in the evening. Christian looked over at Sato in a confused manner as he asked, "Shouldn't Light be back by now? He's been gone for almost an hour now."

Sato sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "Do…do you think something happened?" Sato asked as he gazed over at Christian, a worried expression on his face.

Christian smiled at Sato, "I'm sure whatever Light is up to, he's fine. He's a big boy." Christian said with a small giggle. He didn't want Sato to be worried over him; he just couldn't help but wonder what he could be doing. I mean seriously; how long did it take to pay a bill? Sato nodded his head, but his expression was still distracted and worried. Christian placed the brush down on the table next to him and stood from his spot. He walked over to Sato and placed a hand on his shoulder. Sato seemed to snap out from whatever he was thinking about and looked Christian in the eye.

"Sato," Christian said with a comforting smile, "There's nothing to worry about. I am sure Light is okay and when he gets back he will have a really good reason for being out late…" Christian leaned down closer so that their eyes met, "So don't worry about it, please?" Christian said as he brushed a stray piece of black hair that was blocking Sato's eyes.

Sato smiled softly towards Christian but sat in a stiff manner as to how close the blonde held his face towards his own. Christian still had no understanding of boundaries now that he wasn't blind. "I suppose you're right...I'm just afraid for him. I know Mikami is out to get him." Said Sato as Christian giggled and quickly got on the same bed Sato was sitting on.

Without even asking Christian got behind Sato and rested on his knees, making himself slightly taller then Sato as he placed his hands on the man's shoulders and began to rub them. "You worry too much. I don't think Dachi would like to see you this way." Said Christian as Sato chuckled.

"Dachi doesn't like to see me even thinking about Light." Said Sato as Christian's smile faded, listening to Sato. "He just doesn't understand." Whispered Sato as Christian continued to rub and asked. "What if he accepted him? What if...Light was proven innocent? What if he has truly changed and Dachi would want you to be with him?"

Sato turned his head slightly to gaze back at Christian, silence falling over the older man. Christian smiled sadly as he replied, "Sato...I know I don't know much about you, but...Would I be right to assume that you're a kira supporter?"

Sato pulled away from Christian in shock as Christian replied quickly, "Don't worry! I won't tell Dachi! I swear!...It's just...You seem like you may have the same beliefs as Light."

Sato remained silent as Christian continued, "Maybe you only think you love Light. Maybe you just admire him and his thought process of this perfect world. You want him because he's the bad boy you shouldn't and can't have."

"What do you mean, 'can't have'?" Asked Sato as he furrowed his brows just slightly, feeling as if he was getting another lecture from Dachi. Christian looked at Sato with a worried expression and replied, "Oh dear...I'm afraid I've gone and upset you now."

Sato sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "No…it's fine." He said softly. He didn't want to blow up…It was no surprise where he got his temper from. Christian's worried expression didn't fade, "No it's not! The tone in your voice…you're still mad at me." Christian pointed out.

Sato looked at him with an eyebrow raised, "You can tell from my voice?" Sato questioned. "See!" Christian said, "There! You just admitted it." Christian frowned slightly; his delicate features contorting into a saddened expression.

Sato sighed; it hurt his heart to see such a sad look on such a beautiful face. Sato sighed as his anger disappeared, "No…it really is fine, Christian. You didn't mean anything by it." He said.

Christian sighed as he pulled his feet out from underneath himself and sat his bottom on the bed, making himself shorter then Sato now. The blonde let out a soft sigh, he couldn't say anything else. It would only make Sato even more angry.

***

Dachi sat in one of the hotel beds, leaned against the headboard, watching the news channel as he heard jingling next to him. He looked over as Matsuda whined and was laid across the other bed. "Dachi..." Matsuda drew out the name as he tried to pull himself towards the other bed, but was stopped at the limit the handcuffs had on him.

Dachi had cuffed the man's right hand to the headboard, guaranteeing Dachi that Matsuda wouldn't have the chance to seduce him in anyway.

"Go to bed, Matsu. You're going to have a headache tomorrow." Said Dachi as he pushed the button on the remote, changing the channel as he looked back at the television.

Matsuda whined loudly and whimpered softly, "Dachi…" Matsuda drew his name out once more, "I'm not tired." He said. "And I'm really hot." He whined once more, "Can you come over here and take off my clothes? God…so hot." Matsuda complained softly as he wriggled in the handcuffs. "Is this your punishment for me? I knew you were gonna punish me. I don't like it…can't you do something else?" Matsuda asked. He giggled slightly at the word punish once more.

Dachi glanced over at Matsuda with eyes that were restraining himself from losing control. Matsuda was squirming around on the bed; the handcuffs clanked against the head post as he squirmed about on the bed, whining for Dachi and trying to get into a better position. It took all of Dachi's will to peel his eyes off of Matsuda and back on the television. He didn't even know what was playing; he couldn't pay attention to it. It was impossible with a tied up Matsuda whimpering.

"Please Dachi…come here." He whined once more as Dachi slowly felt himself slipping. He knew he wouldn't be able to restrain himself forever like this. Matsuda was just too tempting.

Dachi was silent for a moment before putting the remote down next to him and slowly sliding off the bed. The man sighed as he made his way to Matsuda and stood next to his bed. Matsuda looked at Dachi in desperation as he continued to squirm, his back now against the bed as he starred up at the older man. "Dai...It's hot." Matsuda complained as Dachi shook his head and replied, "You're the first person I know to get hot flashes when he's drunk."

Dachi sat on the bed next to Matsuda and began to unbutton his shirt while the younger man complained, "I'm not drunk. I can see just fine." Dachi chuckled at Matsuda's response, he was making no sense.

Matsuda felt Dachi's fingers graze against his chest and released a soft moan. "Ngh…Dai can you do that more…?" Matsuda asked as Dachi was halfway done with unbuttoning the man's shirt. Dachi didn't even realize what he was doing, "You make no sense when you're drunk, Matsu." Dachi said as he unbuttoned another button, his nimble fingers once again gazing Matsuda's pale skin softly.

Matsuda closed his eyes. The simple touch sent shivers down his spine and Matsuda wanted to feel more of him. "Dai," Matsuda moaned out softly as he arched his back slightly off the bed, making Dachi's hand glide across him more as he tried to get Dachi to touch him.

Dachi closed his eyes tightly for a minute…He had to regain control. Hadn't he said that he wouldn't take Matsuda when he was drunk? But still, the delicious sounds Matsuda made were tantalizing and Dachi couldn't help but think in his mind what other sounds he could provoke from the younger man. Dachi took a deep breath to try and calm himself, "You said you were hot, Matsu. If you keep doing that then I won't unbutton your shirt."

"Ugh…but Dai; I am hot." Matsuda said and whimpered softly as he wriggled his hips gently; wanting to tempt Dachi more. Matsuda wanted him, and he wanted him badly.

Dachi removed his hands from the younger man and shook his head, glaring at Matsuda. "No, Matsuda." Dachi said firmly as if he was speaking to a child. Matsuda whined as as sat up and brought his left hand up to Dachi's chest. The younger man trailed his fingers to the top of Dachi's shirt and began to trace the older man's soft skin.

Dachi was now regretting not locking up both of Matsuda's hands, but at the same time, he couldn't deny that he enjoyed Matsuda's touch. "You don't have to be scared. I can take care of you." Said Matsuda as he pulled Dachi down and managed to straddle him quickly, still chained with his right wrist to the bedpost.

"Matsuda..." Dachi whispered the man's name, shocked at his sudden dominance stage. Matsuda rocked his body a few times, grinding his hips against Dachi's just to get the older man excited. "Un...Matsu..." Dachi looked up at Matsuda as he saw pure lust in his eyes and he kissed the older man roughly. Truth be told, Dachi would have never expected Matsuda to have a fierce side while in bed. It seemed like that was just one other thing alcohol did to the young agent.

Dachi quickly placed his hands on the sides of Matsuda's face and pulled the young man back a bit. "Wait..." Dachi whispered as Matsuda smirked and focused on Dachi's left hand. Matsuda grabbed the beauty's hand and began to inspect it closely before smiling back at him. "You have such beautiful hands." Whispered Matsuda as he pulled both their hands down between their groins. Matsuda placed Dachi's hand firmly against his groin, letting the older man feel his arousal for him. "Touch me with them." Whispered Matsuda as he removed his own hand and brought it up to trace Dachi's face.

Dachi was shocked at the gesture Matsuda made. The fact that this innocent man could be so straight forward and sexual blew Dachi's mind. He didn't move his hand from Matsuda as the man kissed his lips a few times before whispering. "You have such a pretty face as well."

Dachi's eyes searched into Matsuda's as his mind began to race. Those words seemed all too familiar to Dachi as he remembered the remarks one of his attackers had made.

'Such elegant features in both your dannies and your dial.' Dachi could hear the voice all too well in his mind, but quickly shook it out. He wasn't going to let something so insignificant ruin his life or even bother him for that matter.

"Dai, rub me." Matsuda begged as he rocked his hips forward to feel the friction between his groin and Dachi's hand. "Unn." Matsuda moaned in gratitude, but Dachi quickly pulled his hand away. He cared for Matsuda deeply, but he liked the innocent one better.

Matsuda looked at Dachi in sadness as he begged, "Dai...Please."

Dachi shook his head as he began to push Matsuda off of him. "No." Said Dachi as he was about to pull Matsuda off of his hips, but the younger man pushed him down forcefully, wanting to convince Dachi that this is what the both of them wanted. Dachi looked at Matsuda in shock. The truth was Dachi could overpower the man anytime, but he didn't want to unless it became necessary.

"Matsuda, stop it. I've told you before, not while you're drunk." Said Dachi as Matsuda smiled and kissed him softly before replying, "Then just let me play with you."

Dachi fell silent as Matsuda's free hand trailed down the side of his chest until it reached the inner part of his thigh. Dachi's breathing quickly changed, feeling the arousal Matsuda was passing onto him. "Matsu...Wait..." Dachi whispered as Matsuda laid kisses on his neck before sucking on the side of it, wanting to make a mark. "Matsu, stop." Said Dachi, but the demand wasn't very convincing.

Matsuda smiled as he lifted his head and gazed at Dachi's eyes. "Close your eyes. It's more exciting when you can't see what's coming." Said Matsuda as he kissed Dachi softly and pulled his hand back to where his chest was.

"No." Said Dachi as the circumstances were playing out a scenario Dachi did not want to relive. "Just close them. You'll like it." Said Matsuda as his hand trailed up the man's neck.

"No, Matsuda." Said Dachi, his lust now leaving him as he stared into the younger man's eyes. "Oh, stop it. Just listen to me." Said Matsuda as he brought his hand up to Dachi's face and concealed his eyes; pushing Dachi to the edge.

Without any warning Matsuda felt himself being pulled off of Dachi and soon realized Dachi had pinned his free hand to the bed and was choking him with the man's other arm. Dachi had Matsuda completely pinned, his forearm pressing against the man's throat until he realized what he was doing.

Dachi gasped as he quickly removed himself from Matsuda and stood away from the bed. Matsuda, though he was drunk, looked at Dachi in question. His sudden actions scared Matsuda, but the worse thing was that Dachi's actions scared himself. Dachi shook his head in disbelief at what he had just done and then whispered towards Matsuda, "I said...No."

Matsuda remained silent as he watched the older man walk away from the center of the room, disappearing into the bathroom. It didn't take long for Dachi to strip himself of his clothing and get into the shower where the hot water hit his body. Dachi shook his head, realizing what he had done and how that stupid event was affecting his thought process.

After that event, Dachi had promised himself never to think back on it and to not let it affect his lifestyle or even more importantly, his love life. The elegant hands, beautiful face, and even the blindfold; Matsuda knew nothing of it, but Dachi couldn't help but to think back on all those men who had used him and demeaned his manhood. Now, even Matsuda seemed more aggressive then Dachi and on the inside, that killed the older man.

For the first time in years, Dachi slowly let his body collapse to the bottom of the tub and let his cries come out of his body. He promised himself he wouldn't cry over this, but in the end; Dachi was still a human who saw himself as a broken man.