Pairings: BernardoXGian, IvanXGian, LuchinoXGian, GiulioXGian, AobaXClear, AobaXVirusXTrip, AobaXRen, AobaXKoujaku, AobaXNoiz, AobaXBakshi, VirusXTripXGian, AobaXGian
Warning: Contains minor hints of rape, violence, extreme swearing and heavy scenes of smut. AND SPOILERS!
Disclaimer: I do not own Dramatical Murder or Lucky Dog 1. All rights go to the respectful owners
Chapter 5 - Effortless
Frail white hands gripped the edge of the corner of a concrete wall. The body they belonged to, shook with uneasiness as it made its way along the darkened alleyway. It was a man who looked to be in his twenties and was half naked, wearing only a pair of dark blue jeans with no shoes. His dark blue hair was long enough for a ponytail but just short enough that it stopped at the base of his neck.
The man had just left the hospital and was trying to find his way back to the home of his owner, Aoba Seragaki and his owner's grandmother. He was promised to be picked up by them but he could not leave until he had finished his rehabilitation in the hospital. He could not wait anymore. He was anxious to greet Aoba with his new body and to finally do what he dreamed of doing in the beginning. Ren was not going to rest until he knew Aoba was still at home.
It had been 3 years since he last spoke to the boy and he already had his suspicions from the start from when he first did not get a weekly visit from him like normal. Something was certainly wrong and Aoba's grandmother had not come to see him since the boy disappeared. Was she in trouble also? In any case, he was determined to find them both and find the people responsible.
The weight of the body was too much for his legs despite being frail and pale looking. The body was not exactly his own so it was harder to move in a human body than it was when he was just a dog allmate for Aoba. The body gave way and crashed to the ground. He grimaced as he tried to pull himself back up with the wall he had been clinging to. It was nearly midnight and already the streets had been growing emptier as the night went on.
Distant sounds of people walking and shouting caught his ears. He did not mind being in the body for it would allow Ren to do what he always wanted. But for now it was painful to even get up at this point. Before he knew what was happening however, a collection of stomping sounds came closer to him. The sound of many people running towards him.
He hurried his body to grab onto the wall again and he held himself up quickly. He turned his head to look behind him to see what or who was closing in on him. A bunch of men in black suits and ties with sunglasses. They were all chasing after him with just mere fast walk and were catching up with Ren's slow movements. He didn't know what to think of the situation as he had never seen their type before except for the twins who hung out with Aoba. If that were the case then he did not want any part of them regardless of them saving this body for him or not.
"Wait a moment! We have orders to bring you back to Daivan with us. Mr. Seragaki has asked our boss to find you!" One of the men declared and held out a hand to stop the other men from stepping any further.
Upon hearing Aoba's name, he stopped walking and turned his head back just enough so that they could see one side of his face. He still did not get the talking down just yet but he was willing to try for Aoba's sake for the moment. "Aoba?" It was so far the only name and word he could say. Even after 3 years he still had not fully grasped learning to talk but he was able to hold a conversation at times. Hopefully this would be one of them.
The men watched him carefully before saying anything more. They did not seem to be afraid but rather anxious at having found the person they had been looking for. "We already sent a boat on their way with masters Noiz and Koujaku. You're the last one we had left to find but could not find you anywhere until just now. Please come with us sir!"
Ren could sense the man was not lying and finally let his body hit the ground. He had been exhausted from doing these exercises and at the moment he really wanted to see Aoba. If these men were willing to make the effort of letting him, he did not mind who they were. The men soon gathered around him and hoisted him up to walk him to their rental car.
One of the men gave him their jacket as they noticed he had been shivering in the back seat of the car. All of them fit into the car with ease and soon were set off toward the port of the island where they had sent off the other two they had met just that day. One of the men pulled out a phone and dialed a number.
Although Ren was able to stay up as a robotic dog, he found it draining as a human being. His body, more specifically his eyes, were growing weary from all the strenuous exercise that he put his new body in. His eyes shut on their own without him wanting them to and he soon fell prey to sleep.
Men gathered at a nearby table to watch as a match of cards had started. Koujaku and Noiz were both going to bed at the time that it occurred and now they could not stop watching the scene in front of them. Two men were almost broke while the one playing against him had no fear in his eyes and was waiting for the other man to make a bad move or to slip up. This was the first time either of them had seen the men without their glasses on.
The man who was fearful, put his cards down on the table and hung his head in defeat while the others around them, cheered. The defeated man got up from the table and pulled out a wallet. Koujaku turned away from the scene and continued to go to the rooms that had been set up for them.
There was a few things he hated in life and one of them for the night had been the gambling bit he just witnessed. He was not at all against gambling or people who did it but that some of the men responsible for taking advantage of a person's gambling problem always used to boil down to the Yakuza. They were the mafia and since gambling and mafia went so well together, he had a hard time not thinking about the twins who were apart of it.
It made him feel bitter about the situation even more than he wanted to be. He left Noiz behind and went on ahead of him. When he got into the room he was surprised to see it was set up neatly and fresh rather than the usual ships that had terrible floors and crooked furniture. Koujaku placed the sleeping bird he had in his hands onto a white dresser that sat across from the single bed.
He too was tired from all that was happening and in just a few days he'd be able to meet Aoba again after what felt like so long. He set his sword beside him as he lied down on the bed not bothering to remove his kimono. After having odd conversations with Noiz, his brain had become mentally drained. The quiet room soon made his eyes drowsy and he found he could not keep them open for long.
Koujaku let himself get carried away by the darkness, entrusting his body to sleep.
The men who had been gambling had both retreated into their own rooms for the night while the other half of their members stood watch outside the cabin doors. Noiz was still fixated on gathering as much information as he could before heading to bed himself. It was then he noticed that he was alone in the corridor that led to the bedrooms.
He did not think on his partner's disappearance too much and sat down at the empty tables pulling out a computer, a normal laptop this time. It was a laptop he had received from his brother as a birthday gift the past year and it had mostly been used for his work in Germany. The occasional time he would use it for finding things that he might not when on his computer coil. He was hoping to find more about the Yakuza that ran different parts of the island.
Noiz had been searching for all those years that Aoba had disappeared and he still had no leads aside from the twins being the leaders of morphine, an old gang that caused fear because of its reputation of supposedly 'spiriting away' the victims. But since the collision with Toue and the twins that slipped away, the group itself had ceased to exist on the island.
His fingers typed across the keyboard as though they were fingers attached to the board itself, never missing a beat. He managed to hack through the world's security cameras and with luck would find some sort of clue regarding Virus and Trip's car plate number or at least the car they were driving when he last lost contact with them from his cube.
After spending a good thirty minutes to what seemed like an hour, he found something but only regarding to the city he heard they were heading to. Daivan. It was very territorial regarding the many gangs and mafia family members that lived there and apparently had an understanding with the police force as well. 'How the hell did he find someone there to actually help? It's not like they're a charity group.' Noiz thought as he clicked through a few more links before coming across a page with just the title, 'CR-5 MEMBERS ARRESTED!'.
The CR-5 were a mafia organization, the same one they were said to be heading to. He read the rest of the page quickly skimming through the paragraphs. From what he gathered, the main family members who operated in certain areas of the city had all the same thing happen to them while they were out on jobs. They were all set up to get caught by the police and were shortly arrested, all of them sent to the same prison.
However, because of an individual, the members had gotten out of prison by escaping and nobody on the police force were able to stop them. But the page had showed Noiz that the one individual who helped them to escape was a man who was notoriously known as 'Lucky Dog'. The page of paragraphs ended there and he knew it was obvious that the mafia members had probably paid hush money to the rotten part of the police.
He was not against those sort of things but he did not like getting involved with things that would hinder his work or duties. But this would be for a separate reason. Aoba had been found by these people and not only that, taken in as though he were a V.I.P.
Noiz leaned back in his chair and closed the laptop after shutting it down for the night. He may not have found anything on the twins but he found at least a good bit on the people they were heading off to meet. He got up and carried his stuff to the direction of the bedrooms. It was not everyday he got to spend a night on the cruise despite being rich enough to do so.
Hissing sounds reached their ears each time they swerved the car to make a quick turn around a corner. The black snake, Hersha, was growing restless with the constant movement of the car and its abrupt turning. The lion however, was lying still and seemed completely unfazed by the speed. It was Trip's turn of driving after having Virus drive them through the next part of the way of the streets. They had been driving for a good day now and were in the process of finding a place to lay low and to stay for the night.
Welter, Trip's lion allmate, gave a low growl in response to Hersha's annoying hissing. He was clearly getting angry from hearing it all this time. Virus had been continuously typing things vigorously into his coil that was planted into his watch. The bright glow of the computer screen reflected off his black reading glasses. "This place really is different than our old joint. And Welter, settle down back there already."
The lion yawned in reply to his owner and lowered his head in the end. Trip was not the most talkative but was one to get stuff done and became very serious if he saw how hard Virus was trying to concentrate. Virus smiled and stopped typing. He quickly showed Trip the locator on the screen. They knew the place where Aoba was being kept but they did not know the area all too well and if things were to go wrong they would need a place to lie low in.
After doing the research on the city of Daivan, they found out that both the CR-5 and the G.D. were at odds with one another and were fighting for territorial rights to certain parts of the town. Virus was planning to use this information to his advantage and their big plan of getting Aoba back had included them in being a part of the G.D.
It was a 50/50 chance of succeeding and mostly would rely on them playing by the city rules. They were going to use caution and knowledge to get by without being found out by the CR-5. Whether the organization were planning on keeping the boy and selling him off later, they could not just simply walk up to them with an offer.
Seeing as the boy was still in the same spot he had been since he got there, Trip and Virus did not see why they had to rush to get him right away. If it were any other ordinary group of mafia, they would have sold him by now or at least moved him around a bit in the city and making money off of him. But the people keeping him did not do such things since the chip in Aoba's body did not look like it had been found and had been showing them all along where he was.
"I'll bet anything those brats are on their way to foil our dastardly plans. But that is quite fine since we don't plan on going anywhere just yet. We should enjoy ourselves for a bit. What do you think, Trip?" The man driving simply nodded his head in agreement and continued his reckless way of driving.
The black car they were driving in soon came to a halt in front of a large warehouse building. Virus closed the screen on his coil and got out of the car with the suit case that was resting between his feet on the car floor. Trip looked around before taking the keys out of the ignition and then proceeded to get out of the car. "So this is it then?" He asked Virus. The man paid no heed to his question and simply began to walk into the empty parking lot of the warehouse.
Trip stuck the keys into his pants pocket and opened the back door where both Hersha and Welter had been sitting, ushering the two allmates out of the car. Welter was the first to get out and jumped with his back paws and used his front paws to land onto the concrete road. His black fur rustled with the cold wind that blew threw part of his large mane and he shook his body to rid himself of the odd feeling.
The snake did not budge however and remained in the car, causing Trip to become slightly irritated at the allmate's lack of motivation. But instead of whining about it, he went to the other side of the car and picked the snake up with both hands. He shut the doors to the car as soon as the allmate had coiled around his shoulders. Hersha hissed into Trip's ear as though to tell him to 'get moving'. He sighed and led the allmates to the warehouse to where Virus had now been standing.
There were no cars and certainly not a single soul in sight even if it were at night that they were doing this. Virus had found an empty warehouse using his coil and said it had not been in use for quite some time and that it would prove useful for keeping their stuff in it. He was still doubtful of its uses however and thought that they should not have bothered with the place. He placed Hersha onto the ground after they stepped inside and took a look at the empty place.
"Seems smaller than our old place. I'm beginning to miss Aoba even more now." Thinking back on their old hideout, Trip slowly remembered the days he had Aoba in his bed.
It was then that Virus had said something back to him. "We'll get him back, my brother. But first we need to set up a meeting with these G.D fellows. I think it's time we took our pets out for a walk." He grinned from ear to ear as he looked down at his watch. This was what the man had been planning on since before they arrived to Daivan.
He had been planning on using the allmates as a sure guarantee to be accepted into their ranks. Their allmates may have had animal personalities but they were still technically robotic forms and most likely would prove very useful in their talks with the group. They both turned to their allmates whom in turn, hissed and growled as though to say they were ready for the meeting.
A few hours had passed and Giulio and Gian had both been eating a bowl of chocolate ice cream while waiting for Bernardo to finish up for the night in the phone room. He was the only one to be able to do such a task and sometimes even required his attention all night on rare occasions. It was now 3 A.M in the morning and there still wasn't any word from Luchino's men whom had been said to arrive to report the situation regarding the abandoned warehouses. They were hoping to cover all possibilities.
Both Ivan and Luchino were working together for this one time just to look for the men who were after Aoba. The only way they would be able to find them fast enough was by using their many well paid 'friends'. These people were mostly homeless people and orphans who earned their living by reporting to the CR-5, directly to Bernardo's telephone room using a payphone.
And should someone they see walked past or had been spotted, they were to call immediately and would be compensated for their trouble. But some also did it because they simply did not like the way the G.D had run things. A knock on the door made Gian jump from his chair for a split second. He had gotten used to the quiet that he soon forgot he was on duty of watching over Aoba. It had been just that much of a peaceful night.
Aoba stirred in his sleep as the door opened slightly. Mink had come back from his walk around the building and was about to come in when he sensed a killing intention. He was a mere human but his instincts were never wrong. Gian saw the the reason why the man wasn't entering and saw Giulio had been startled by the knock.
"It's fine, Giulio. He's with this kid remember?" Gian pointed a thumb in the boy's direction. Giulio said nothing after he saw that the man was not planning anything dangerous and sat back down again.
He stared at his hands while fumbling with his fingers. "If S-signor Gian says it's alright..." Mink opened the door to the room all the way and walked in, stopping at the side of the bed.
The man looked down at Aoba who seemed to be having a nightmare as his eyebrows kept furrowing together over and over again and his lips trembled each time he did so. Mink unconsciously reached out his hand toward the boy's forehead, placing his hand down. He was careful not to touch the bangs of his hair and began to caress his cheek.
Giulio watched the scene unfold with a blush spreading to both sides of his face. He had only dreamed of doing something like that to Gian and had been agitated at the thought of him and Bernardo being together so much recently. Before he could dwell anymore on that thought, someone else came in huffing and puffing and out of breath. Bernardo, the man he slightly disliked for the fact that Gian and he were getting a bit too close for his comfort.
"We...*cough*...we found him. We found Ren!" Bernardo declared. Both Gian and Giulio smiled in unison while Mink retrieved his hand from touching the boy's face. He bit down on his lower lip to contain his frustration. It had been bad enough that two were already on their way back while the one with him had already declared his love for Aoba.
'How many more of these bastards have to be rivals...' Mink thought and he quickly walked over to the window and begun to stare out at the night sky. The bird, Tori, was still perched on his shoulder and wide awake this time. He knew what his master was thinking but he could offer no sentimental advice on what to do.
Bernardo wiped the sweat off his forehead and around his neck with a hankie and sat himself down next to Gian. "My men reported that they found him collapsed in an alleyway. Now all that's left are those men." The men he was referring to were Virus and Trip whose location had still been unknown to them despite having knowledge of them entering the city.
"But Bernardo, wouldn't it just be easier to send Giulio to wipe them out?" It was a possibility that they should have considered before sending Luchino and Ivan out to greet them. But the main concern were the laws of Daivan.
Although it was a place of crime, the mafia families had their own laws and one of them was that they were not to attack people without solid reasoning or just about any citizen that had nothing to do with the mafia families themselves. And since Aoba had not been apart of the family, they could not exactly help him so much either regarding the two men chasing him. Giulio was exceptionally gifted at being an assassin and could find almost anyone if given the right directions. But not even Giulio could overstep this law.
Bernardo shook his head and let out a sigh. "If only it would be so easy. There have been reports from some of my workers that there was a black car they've never seen before driving around the city but it's nowhere near our headquarters." Gian's face went from gloomy to happy in under a minute.
"Then...we found them?" Gian asked had to stand up to contain his excitement of the news. But Bernardo again, shook his head 'no'. "No one has seen it stop since it arrived or more like, no one has seen it stop in front of any buildings so it's impossible to know their exact location. There is one thing they told me. All of them had the same answer I've been dreading in my head. They all said they saw them go into G.D territory."
Gian sat back down with his shoulders slumped forward. He was depressed again. He was hoping to have this mess resolved before their old leader, boss Alessandro came back from a long business trip in New York. Until then, Gian was the one seeing to all the things that a boss had to see to and solved mountains of problems with the help of everyone.
He looked over at the bed and then saw that Aoba was just getting up. The man's face was full of fear. Had he been listening to what they were saying? Gian jabbed Bernardo in the side with his elbow. "G-Gian...what?" Bernardo asked but then realized why the man had done it.
"You're awake?" Aoba, upon hearing the familiar voice, turned his attention toward the man that was still standing near the window. Mink walked over to the bedside.
Aoba gripped the blanket, his face still stuck with the same expression of fear. Again, out of reaction, Mink placed his hand on Aoba's cheek. The boy seemed to have reacted to the touch and soon had a normal expression on his face. "Mink...they..." Hearing his name coming from Aoba's mouth made his hand twitch.
He dropped his hand from his cheek and turned his head to the side. "They're here. And if it means what I think it means, they must have gotten you chipped somehow without you knowing. How else could they have found you so easily?" With that said, he sat down on the bed while hunched over with his elbows resting on his knees.
Bernardo took his glasses off and rubbed the bridge of his nose, squinting his eyes. "I had my suspicions on such a matter as well. It was a bit odd that they entered our city around the same day we picked you up, Aoba. But if they're in that territory..." He trailed off and became lost in his own thoughts.
The G.D were not powerful enough to stop the CR-5 on their own and always seemed to have the help of random enemies. The men chasing Aoba would be no exception and would most likely be welcomed into the ranks. 'To have two men easily escape our eyes within our own city not to mention they'll most likely be working with that man as well...' The man Bernardo had been thinking of was Bakshi Christensen. He was a man who could rival Giulio during a knife fight or a gun fight and was exceptionally gifted just as well as he was.
The man was a skilled fighter and a wild card most of the time and had proved to be a constant threat to the CR-5. He put his glasses back on and got up from the table, leaving without another word. Gian motioned for Giulio to go with him and they both left the room leaving their guests behind.
Mink did not say anything for a few minutes but kept looking back to see Aoba's face. "Ugh...my head..." Aoba's headaches had seemed to be increasing lately and the only thought to come to his mind that he really needed medication or at least a sedative to knock him out. During his capture with Trip and Virus, they had constantly pulled on his hair but it did not hurt as bad as it was now.
They did however had medication the same kind his grandmother made him take all those years ago. How they had gotten a hold of them was a mystery and he always used to ask them how and where they got the pills. But they would never answer him properly and riddled him with stories and random words to distract his brain while they played with his body. In truth, they were pills meant only for his condition and should not have been leaked to anyone aside from his granny and her personal group of contacts.
Mink stood up from the bed and placed Tori down onto the bedroom nightstand, moving the lamp that was on it, over a bit. He then removed his gray-red military jacket off and flung it to the floor of the room. "Aoba." Mink said his name in a gentler tone than when the others were present.
He stood over Aoba, staring into the boy's eyes before leaning down to kiss him on the lips. He had waited long enough and was at his end of patience. He licked Aoba's lips with his tongue, forcing the boy to part them so that he could slip his tongue inside. Aoba tried to pull his head back while pulling on the man's black shirt. Mink tilted Aoba's head back with his fingers on the boy's chin and was able to open his lips. He quickly stuck his tongue inside before he had a chance to close them again and tasted all around the boy's mouth.
Once Mink finally pulled back a little, Aoba was panting and breathing heavily, gasping for breath. "M-Mink...cut it out, wait-" The man cut him off with his mouth again but did not force him to open his lips this time and instead, began to remove Aoba's buttoned up shirt that he had been given by their hosts.
Mink drew his face back and smiled. "Relax. I won't go any further. It was just to see how you would react, sorry." Aoba had to gather his thoughts, was Mink really apologizing for doing something? The Mink he knew in the past used to just order people around and called him an idiot all the time. On top of that he had a pushy personality. How and why did he change so much just from him going missing for three years?
Aoba then remembered that he had used scrap, his ability to enter a person's mind, and had stopped Mink from committing suicide back at the oval tower in Platinum Jail. But that wasn't enough to cause such a change within Mink, was it? "Your feelings...are they the same as..." He stopped in mid sentence and knew he had gotten his point across from the look on Mink's face.
He didn't say anything after some time and sat back down on the bed in the same position as before. Mink had the same feelings as Clear did, it was true. Aoba opened his mouth to say something else but he couldn't find a way to say what he wanted to say. After having the experiences that he had with Virus and Trip, he did not feel up to having any sort of romantic feelings for anyone just yet. At least not until this whole mess was over.
"That geek kid said he would make you his before telling me where you were and that no matter what I'd do that it was pointless in trying anything with you. He's smart but still just a kid in a suit." Aoba had to hide his face in his hands from hearing about Noiz and all that he said.
'T-That...idiot!' He thought and he suddenly found himself feeling slightly better than he was before when he first woke up. His headache was still there but he could feel the pain being numbed by something he could not explain. Was he happy? He remembered having the same numbness during his captivity when he felt like he was about to die at random times that he had been in their care.
But just when he started feeling such a thing, the pain was always numbed and subsided when in the heat of the moments with Trip and Virus, they always whispered how they loved him. Despite feeling they were not sincere with what they had said, it still numbed the pain from his head aside from what the pills were meant to do.
It was a strange phenomenon that he could not explain and just sitting close to someone who helped him in the past, like Clear, he felt warmth and comfort within Mink. Although the man was hard-headed and at times a grumpy sort, he had his good moments as well. "Thank you, Mink." Aoba wiped a few tears from his eyes but it was no good. His hands could not stop the water from falling down the sides of his cheeks. For the first time in all the three years he had been gone from the outside world, he was happy even if the twins were still searching for him. They could not erase such an emotion that he was feeling right now.
A/n: And that concludes this chapter, this one I had a bit of a hard time trying to picture how Ren would look and whether i wanted him in a hospital gown or not but then decided not to since it kind of made no sense if he was in rehabilitation during that time and yea well, pants fit him better anyways! So stay a while, I'll get back to you with chapter 6!