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.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dramatical Murder or Lucky Dog 1. All rights go to the respectful owners
Chapter 9 - Family of Daivan
The day had soon passed before either Clear or Mink knew it and Clear was now watching the setting sun in Aoba's vacant bedroom. Ivan had offered to help Aoba walk around outside during the lunch hours and had not been back since. It had been five hours since they saw Aoba last and both of them were beginning to worry.
They both saw Aoba and Ivan along with Gian and Giulio, sitting outside at a picnic table at 12 A.M. and it was now turning to 5 P.M. Mink kept reassuring that it should be alright because of the pill that Clear had given him that morning and that it should take at least a couple of days for the pain to be back. But this did not mean that Mink wasn't worried and was probably worried just as much as he was now.
Looking at the bright pink of the sun's glare across the cloudy sky, Clear placed one of his gloved hands on the window of Aoba's bedroom. Mink had left a while ago to see if Bernardo had come up with anything new on their situation leaving him alone in the empty room. He put his head against the window pane and stood there for some time before lifting his head back up.
His eyes scanned the front of the hotel, looking for any sign of Aoba. Had they gone for a drive then? He thought it would make sense since Aoba had no idea what the city of Daivan looked like after all. But it was also a dangerous time to be out since they had no clue where the twins were or when they would strike and they could do so at any minute or day if given the chance.
The long yellow scarf that had been draped around his neck since he first arrived, was now hanging over the back of a chair in the room and his white lab coat that he always wore was also resting on the chair. He flung himself down to Aoba's bed, not caring whether he messed up the bed sheets or not. Although he was a robotic being, he still kept feeling the same pull that he had since he first got to see Aoba.
Whether it be an imbalanced part of his programming or just a weird new hope, he was feeling what he would think humans had called, horny. He closed his eyes and buried his head into Aoba's blankets while his hands fidgeted with the front of his pants. He had been laying face-down on the bed and the pressure from doing so had caused his body to get an erection after thinking of Aoba in that short time.
"Aoba-san..." Clear said the the man's name aloud as one of his hands fumbled with the front of his belt but soon stopped himself from going further. 'This sort of thing...I can't get ahead of myself...for Aoba-san's sake.' Clear thought and quickly pulled his hand out from under him.
He lie still on the bed, pressing his erection against the bed. Each press against the bed caused his erection to get harder. He gave in to one last press of the bed and then took his time getting up from the bed. He felt impatient at the thought of doing such a lewd thing on Aoba's bed. Despite knowing what the man had gone through, Clear wanted Aoba for himself, wanting the man to be somebody special to him more than just that of a person he called 'master'.
But the main question was who else had the same idea in mind? Clear took a deep breath and exhaled and tried to think of something else entirely to get his erection to go down. He then went to the window thinking that Aoba might be home by now and saw the four of them down at the driveway. Aoba looked fine from faraway but was probably exhausted from the day since this was probably the only day he had been able to be out and about.
Looking over the other few people that were there, Gian and Giulio were both chatting happily together while Ivan was helping Aoba into the building, walking arm-in-arm with the man. Clear could not help but feel slightly uneasy at others touching Aoba but there wasn't anything he could do except watch. He didn't know the area well enough to find their way back so jumping over the rooftops was out of the question.
He realized his erection had gone down just a bit and was starting to hurt less. Clear lifted the window to the room, just enough for his body to fit through. Although he disliked the idea of leaving his long lab coat behind because of personal reasons, he could not stop this feeling that made him anxious. He stepped outside until he was on the rooftop all the way and readied his body for the jump that he was about to do. This was the same type of jump he had done when he first got introduced to Ivan and Luchino when this all first started.
He landed skillfully behind all of them. Giulio, who looked to be protecting Gian in that instance, pulled a knife out of his coat pocket. The long dark scarf that was wrapped around his neck swung around along with his body movements. He had a fierce look in his eyes as though he had turned into somebody else at that moment. Clear put his hands up in defense while Gian pulled on Giulio's arm.
"C-Clear?!" Upon hearing Aoba saying his name, Clear smiled and jumped towards Aoba disregarding that Ivan was still standing with the man arm-in-arm. He hugged Aoba with all his might laughing like a little kid.
Ivan tried to pull his arm away because of the balance but Clear's hug had locked his and Aoba's arms in place. "Welcome back, Aoba-san~!" Clear hugged the man tighter and finally released him after seeing the expression on Ivan's face.
"Clear, you could have come out with us." Before he knew it, he had let go of Ivan's arm and was now standing on his own without wobbling.
Clear's arms were wrapped around him and both his hands had now rested on his waist while his chin rested on his shoulder. Aoba was not sure how to react but he knew he did not dislike it. They had been through quite a lot together back on the island and to be reunited after three years had gotten him feeling a tad bit sentimental.
Aoba smiled and hugged the man back. They stayed that way for a minute or two before Ivan pried the two of them apart. "You're with the dogs, right, Gian?" He smirked at Gian who had been busy sticking a piece of gum in his mouth. He must have been referring to the sheet that they got regarding the rooming system and who had been paired with who.
The man looked around in confusion to the other party. Ivan was still smiling while Gian seemed to be chuckling softly under his breath. His expression proved that what the man had said was not a lie. Clear looked back to Aoba who also had an apologetic face. Even though they had been reunited after all this time, he would be stuck in a room without him. But that did not mean he could not visit the man and it was not like he could sleep like a normal human anyhow. He straightened his back and tried to play it off with an innocent smile. "But...master might be lonely by himself..." Ivan walked over to Gian and felt around the man's suit, pulling out a crumpled paper that had the pairings written down on it. Gian nudged Ivan in his abdomen with his elbow.
"G-Give a guy some warning before groping them!" But Ivan paid little attention to the remark and casually handed Clear the paper. He then pointed with his finger to Aoba's name.
Clear gripped the sheet of paper and grit his teeth together. 'Aoba-san...with this man?' He thought and looked up from the sheet, down at Aoba. Mink's name had been in the place where the partner's name should be. Had he lost the first chance to be with Aoba? Mink was certainly a good man with odd characteristics and habits but he could be ruthless in his own way.
And if it came to Aoba...Clear shook his head and handed the paper back admitting a slight defeat. He would let this issue go just this once. They had plenty of time to get into Aoba's heart as cliche as it sounded and at the moment, it was Mink who got the first chance for the time being. He lowered his head next to Aoba and whispered something into his ear before retreating back to the hotel's lobby elevator.
"Ha...a typical Ivan move. Really, you have no tact." Gian flashed a devilish smile in Ivan's direction before leaving with Giulio through the hotel lobby doors. Aoba seemed to have been holding the side of his cheek with one hand. Ivan saw this and leaned closer to see the man's face but Aoba was making it obvious that he did not want to be looked at.
"You better get to bed, we pick your buddies up in the morning. I'll send Luchino to get you." Knowing Giulio, Ivan knew that both him and Gian had probably gone out to finish up a bit of leftover work from last time. It was the usual time for Giulio to go out so it was not all that weird but at the same time, Ivan wished for him to stay because of how things were and Giulio happened to be the strongest out of all of them when it came to fighting and made the perfect guard dog.
He sighed loudly in frustration and pushed Aoba from the back and guided him to the lobby couch to sit down. He landed with a PLOP! Ivan sat down next to him still holding onto the piece of paper of the pairing sheet. Ivan casually took out a cigarette and lit it up with his lighter. Aoba watched him curiously. Having seen Mink and Koujaku smoke, seeing somebody else do it was nothing new for him. He looked around nervously wondering what exactly they were doing in the lobby instead of going back up to the bedrooms.
He was in no hurry to sleep again and enjoyed being out of bed but he didn't know the exact time that the medication would wear off. Clear told him that his grandmother said it would only last two to three days at best. There was still a slight pain in his head but it was not as bad as it was in the morning.
Soon the elevator doors opened and from the elevator, Luchino emerged. He looked tired and the scarf that usually hung around his neck, had seemed to have come unraveled. The man stepped off the elevator while rubbing his eyes with his thumb and index fingers. He looked as though someone had put him through a large wringer. The man straightened his outfit as best he could and took a seat across from Ivan and Aoba.
Ivan, who had still been holding the cigarette in his fingers without taking a puff, watched him with interest. "Don't say anything, Ivan." Luchino snarled at the other man and fixed his scarf. But after seeing Aoba sitting next to Ivan, he toned his attitude down to a minimum. He hated to look unnatural in front of others and liked to keep a constant impression in front of others as someone who was charming and calm.
"Nobody cares what you look like anyway. Mind taking the brat upstairs? Gian is off with Giulio again tonight so I'm taking this chance to visit my girls." It's true that he had not made contact with his women within his racket and it was necessary for the CR-5 to keep in contact with their employees on a daily basis. It was mostly due to the fact that at any time, the G.D would sometimes see opportunities to try and steal some of the women or drugs that were being managed and would often pick fights to claim their territories.
Ivan didn't bother to wait around to hear the man's answer and stood up from the couch, the cigarette placed in his mouth this time. He gave one last look to Aoba and without another word, left the hotel lobby and out the door. Luchino let out a sigh of relief and then smiled at Aoba. "How was your first day out? Did Ivan at least feed you?" Aoba nervously smiled back at him. He liked this man as he reminded him of Koujaku in a way and felt easy to talk with compared to how Ivan had been.
Thinking of Koujaku suddenly made him feel a slight twinge of anxiety and nervousness. How exactly was he going to face his best friend from childhood with all the problems he had to face just to get to Daivan? But knowing Koujaku, Aoba felt that the man wouldn't ask anything improper or anything in general if he wasn't feeling up to answering. "I feel better than last night at least. Although I'm not sure how long this will last, I'm more than thankful for Clear finding it in his pocket like that." Aoba laughed quietly but stopped upon feeling a slight tightness in his chest.
His body had yet to recover fully from the mistreatment and from the pain he had to endure the past few days because of his attacks. Luchino took his coat off leaving his scarf around his neck and stood up from the couch, walking over to Aoba he placed the coat around the boy's shoulders. It was still pretty drafty in the hotel lobby so the ride up in the elevator would be just as cold.
"I suppose I should honor my half of the deal. We're not forcing you to sleep but it is better than having something bad happen when you're not careful. Not to say that you aren't of course." Luchino said and escorted Aoba into the elevator once it arrived.
Aoba watched as the numbers climbed to the floor that their rooms were on. His mind raced through the memory of Clear's sullen face. The man surely had something troubling him like usual and it would remain a mystery as to what it was if Aoba did not pursue it. He would ask Clear what it could be that had him so worked up.
When they got to the floor, Bernardo and Mink had been standing outside the telephone room chatting away like old accomplices. Bernardo seemed the most chatty while Mink was merely nodding in agreement to some of what was being said. Clear was nowhere to be seen at least not from what Aoba could see. Perhaps he was in his room. Thinking on that, Aoba quickly made his way back to his room without greeting Mink and Bernardo.
Luchino who still looked tired from the day, matched his pace and caught up with him giving Bernardo a nervous smile as he rushed after Aoba. But instead of going into the room, Aoba simply turned the handle of the door and pushed it open. The room was empty and silent. Clear was not there either. 'Then...the rooftop?' He thought as he entered the room.
Aoba sat down on the side of the bed and felt a wave of exhaustion hit him after sitting. He felt as though he had been on his feet all day like back in the past when he worked with his boss back at Heibon. He paused his thoughts from going further back in time. He did not want to think of his grandmother at the moment and what she must have gone through since he disappeared. Luchino entered the room as well and sat down in one of the chairs.
"Don't scare me like that, I'm not old enough for heart attacks but there's a limit. I've got a job of keeping watch on you until lights out." He stated and took off the scarf that was around his neck. He was about to place it over the back of the chair but noticed the yellow scarf already hanging there.
'Tsk. This is why I hate brats...' Luchino swung his scarf around his neck. He would just have to keep it on until he went back to his room. He tilted his head back while leaning back at the same time. His body was sore even though he had only been talking with Bernardo and Mink before meeting up with Ivan and Aoba. Although Bernardo had merely talked his ear off about the G.D and all of what they were doing and going to, he had been instructing him of his plans on how to retaliate should the time come for it.
That alone had caused Luchino to feel drained of his current existence as he was much more laid back and liked to take his time doing things despite having rushed things before in the past, he learned his lesson since then. "Um..." The sudden voice calling out to him snapped him out of his thoughts and he sat up straight quickly, giving the young man his attention.
"Is the pain back?" He asked. He got up off the chair and walked up to Aoba who seemed to have quite a lot on his mind and Luchino couldn't blame him for it. "Any word from my friends? I...don't have an allmate with me anymore so I can't get any messages from them. Have they contacted Bernardo yet?" Luchino could see that Aoba was desperate for an answer just by the look in his eyes.
A sudden wave of guilt came over him as he continued to stare at him. It was as though he had been looking into Gian Carlo's eyes. Although their personalities were very different, they both shared the same 'look'. One that gave another person a sort of hope or relief. He brushed a hand through his red hair. He wasn't sure how to go about telling the boy that they had not been contacted by them at all.
The truth was more depressing when one knew they would be here in the morning and even still, the fact that they had not called their HQ at all since they were found gave Luchino an uneasy feeling. Was it normal for friends not to call despite having found out that their friend had been found safe and sound AND that they would be able to meet again? Given the circumstances, he was hoping it was because they were probably shocked by the ordeal at first and were probably riding it out and waiting to actually meet rather than get their hopes up.
"They...haven't phoned us since we last talked with our guys at the island. You know that we've also found Ren and he'll be here in the next few days also. But enough of this talk for now. Bernardo will have my head if he thinks I'm the one who caused you to feel sick again. He's dedicated to this new mission of taking care of you." Feeling slightly long winded, Luchino took the coat that was still around Aoba's shoulders, off of him.
He then proceeded to leave the room feeling as though his sense of duty was complete when Aoba stopped him. "Wait, please! Did...did Bernardo find anything...about them...?" Luchino stopped walking and turned around.
The boy's face had fear written all over it and his shoulders looked like they were trembling. He felt as though he were looking at one of Ivan's many girls who had taking one too many drugs. The face of a person who was desperate for life. He let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers. He was hungry, tired and especially horny since their HQ had been turned upside down with this new 'mission'.
He had visited the bars less as well as some of the classy streets where the nicer prostitutes had worked. His carefree life had been restricted since they had found Aoba and he was starting to regret telling Gian and Giulio about those G.D thugs a while back, back when they first ran into Aoba. Luchino looked at Aoba with a tired expression. "No. If anything, they're still hiding like the bugs they are. You'll have nothing to worry about if you just remain in the hotel as you are."
Aoba lowered his head and seemed to be looking down at the bed beneath him. He knew it must have been hard to just being treated like a royal princess, someone not capable of going out alone or going out period let alone out of the room. Luchino found himself walking back to the side of the bed where Aoba was situated. He quickly put his hand to the boy's hair gently after having found out about his hair's condition and ruffled it up a bit.
Surprised, Aoba looked up and saw the man's face. He could see his own face reflected in his eyes. Had he always had an expression so pitiful like this? Discouraged from the way he looked, he looked down again. "Things like this...things like this are nice, aren't they?" The man's voice was suddenly sounding as though a bit of life had been brought back to him. Just a while ago he had a gloomy expression on his face and he seemed incredibly tired but now he sounded more cheery.
Out of curiosity, Aoba looked back up at Luchino. His face looked as though he were in deep thought of something that must have been really important if he could not hear him calling out. "-chino, sir?" Hearing just half of his name, Luchino came back to the real world. His hand had still been on Aoba's head and had not moved since he started thinking about the word 'family'. Because Aoba had looked the way he had, he felt as though he needed to do something to bring the boy out of that state.
Without thinking, he had put his hand there to try to cheer the boy up but in the end he seemed to have brought up some memories from his past instead. He let go of Aoba's head and stood there nervously. Out of habit of having done this sort of thing with his own child, he instinctively reached out his hand and pat the man's head.
Thinking about it made it even more awkward after having confirmed that the man reminded him of Gian in a way. Having seen the way Mink looked at the young man, was he perhaps the same way as him? Seeing something in him that drew him closer. Something that would feel real if touched just once. A shiver rand down his spine. For the moment his own body hormones had kicked in and without him wanting to, thought about someone who was not a blonde.
His peculiar interest in blondes had drove him crazy with lust and since being around Gian and his odd times of strange luck, he had found his lust for women gradually decreasing and had only visited a prostitute once a week rather than a few times. Feeling the atmosphere becoming more awkward, he quickly left the room without saying goodbye or goodnight. He had to get himself under control and was in need of a cold shower.
Aoba, who had been wondering what the man could have meant by 'nice things', was left there questioning whether he did or said something wrong. Was the man offended by the face he made? No he couldn't have been since he did say 'Things like this are nice'. But he did not know what the man could have meant at that time and he honestly did not want to ask as he was still tired from all the running around he did with Ivan during the day.
His brain felt like he was ready to pass out at any given moment and for once, he agreed on it and closed his eyes as he laid back on the bed without re-positioning himself so that his head would be on the pillow. Instead he let his body fall where he was and felt like sleeping sideways. That was how tired his body really was and before his brain could think more on the many conversations he had, his mind was already entering into the world of sleep.
A/N: OK, I felt like I was going to have the other guys being able to come in at this chapter but seems like it will have to be the next one! I did not count on having so many words in here just based on Luchino but I also felt it important to explain his situation since he seems like the kind to get left out of some stuff.
He lost his wife and child so he seems to have taken a liking to Gian at first because of his blonde hair but slowly opened up to him after they break out of prison and I'm sorry TL;DR, he basically starts seeing Gian as a fill in so when he sees Aoba acting mopey or sad he thinks of him and Gian having the same sort of sadness? I think I'm describing it right at least in my mind. But more will come this coming week, and finally those two hot guys get to come in and see Aoba after three years! Also, when Ivan explained to Clear that he was with the dogs, he referred to Gian and Giulio as one is 'lucky dog' while Giulio is known as 'mad dog'.
Hopefully a great reunion and see you next time for the next chapter my readers!