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 19 - Simple Intentions
Throughout the night, Aoba had been tossing and turning in his sleep while it took Ren no time at all to fall asleep within just a few minutes. His body must have been pretty tired from the events that took place before and after getting to Daivan and Aoba could hear the man snoring softly each time he was awoken by a nightmare of his.
The first time he had awoken, he was being held by Trip while Welter was ordered to lick the bottom of his feet. Whether it be a flashback and an old memory or if it was just a simple wet dream that his body was having without his mind wanting it. He wasn't sure which and this was what was having an effect on him. His mind had been forever traumatized from his experiences that it was now affecting his memories and causing them to become jumbled and mixed up with one another.
Trying to push the nightmare out of his head, Aoba turned to face Ren whose back was turned to him. Subconsciously, he reached his hand out to touch him on the back. Ren didn't stir and kept snoring away peacefully while Aoba traced his fingers over the man's skin. 'Sei...' Aoba thought as he brought his fingers across the man's back so that they ended up in the middle of it.
He had only gotten to see Sei once out of his entire life but he knew from first meeting the man that he was not at all that muscular or toned like Ren's body had been and for whatever the reason, it made him feel more relieved and calm. He let his hand drop to the bed sheet that was beneath them and closed his eyes to try to get some more sleep before the morning could arrive.
Fate was kind to Aoba and allowed him to sleep without a nightmare or a bad memory as he slept the rest of the night without having to wake up in a cold sweat from a bad dream.
The next morning Ren was nowhere to be found when Aoba woke up. Had the night been all a dream as well? He looked around and noticed he was still in the hotel room but was him and Ren meeting again all just a dream then? Aoba frantically got out of bed in a hurry and walked as best he could around the room. He found Ren but the man was sleeping on the floor rather than the bed.
He smiled instantly and went over to the man. Drool was leaking out of the corner of Ren's mouth and was now staining the carpet floor. His snoring had gotten quieter and if seen from afar, people would probably mistake him for a dead body. Aoba crouched down carefully and put a hand to his shoulder. He shook Ren a couple of times. "Ren. Wake up, Ren." Aoba stopped shaking him and proceeded to ruffle the man's hair. He had usually done this sort of thing back when the man was still his dog allmate.
After a few tries of ruffling his hair, Ren slowly opened his eyes. His piercing golden colored eyes looked around at first and finally rested on Aoba who was now leaning over him. Ren's face scrunched up as he looked to be trying to smile back at him. "You can try that some other time, Ren. Let's just wake up first." Aoba laughed and used the bed behind Ren to get himself up off the floor.
Ren waited for Aoba to be up on his feet before trying to get off the floor himself. His body felt sluggish and it took him a couple of minutes to get off the floor from his hands and knees. He let out a loud sneeze. It did not surprise Aoba as he felt it was Ren's fault for sleeping there without a blanket or at least something covering him. But he knew it couldn't be helped. Looking around, Aoba saw that a fresh pair of clothes had been laid out for both him and Ren.
Looking at the sizes and the style of the clothes, Ren's set of clothing were a pair of suit pants and a suit jacket while his was a pair of black jeans and a deep blue shirt that went with a white hoodie. His pink headphones were also there. He had forgotten to put them on to help him sleep properly. "Aoba..." Ren had gotten off the floor and was now sitting down at the small dining table.
Aoba grabbed the suit shirt and pants. "These will be your clothes." He knew that Ren was not that dumb to not understand the word clothes or clothing. He had also seen Aoba dressing himself plenty of times to know how some things worked but it would still be a work in progress to teach him what went where.
Because Ren was already shirtless and was only wearing a pair of pants, Aoba felt it might be easier of dressing him and went to help him put the shirt on. At first, Ren had grabbed Aoba's hand from going near him but then he soon let go and allowed Aoba to put the long-sleeved shirt around his shoulders and brought the buttons closer to each other so he could button the shirt up.
All the while that he was doing this, he could feel Ren's stare on him. It was not uncomfortable but it made him ponder as to why the man was staring at him so intensely. Once he was done, he looked up and locked eyes with Ren. Ren did not look away or try to change his facial expression and simply looked back down at him with a serious expression. Ren was good at taking things so seriously but also had odd timing when throwing a joke in.
Ren then did something out of the blue by lifting his arm and placing a hand to Aoba's cheek. "Aoba." Ren breathed out his name with a gentle manner that sounded both sad and anxious. Aoba gave Ren a questioning look but put his hand over top of Ren's and held onto it.
"What is it? Are you still tired, Ren?" Aoba was genuinely worried for Ren's new body and thought that he should not be moving so much in so little time but at the same time felt it would be good for the muscles to get some exercises. Ren's hand gripped his own in return. "No problems, Aoba." Aoba laughed. It was the same response he used to get when Ren was still an allmate and had done checkups on his system whenever he asked him if anything was wrong.
"Aoba...?" Ren tightened his grip on Aoba's hand. He must have worried him when he suddenly laughed like that. "Sorry, Ren. I'm just thinking that...you haven't changed at all except for your body." Aoba leaned closer to him and hugged him. Ren's hand slipped from Aoba's face and now dropped to his side as Aoba held onto him around his waist.
Ren's hand twitched and unaware to Aoba as it inched closer to his blue hair. Aoba could hear Ren's heart accelerating as the moment went on and he found it funny listening to Ren's heart beating so fast. 'Is he nervous?' Aoba thought and then felt a tug of his hair. It was a dull pain that he felt every now and then since the tower went down and afterward, he did not have that much pain in his hair when it was touched like before.
He looked to where his hair was being pulled. Ren was slowly pinching the ends of a few of his hair strands between his fingers. "Don't worry, Ren. I don't feel that much pain anymore. I'm not sure why but it's been slowly getting better these days. But I did have it back with Trip and Virus..." Aoba said. He lied when he said it was getting better but it was also the truth at the same time as it was getting better yet it was gradually coming back again and Noiz had suggested that it might be because of the tracking device in his body.
Thinking of that, it made the most sense. As though Ren had been waiting for him to say something like that all along, Ren used both his arms to hug him back, putting one hand on his back while the other hand went to the back of his head. He felt Ren's hand sift through his hair as he played with it like a little kid playing with their mother's hair.
Aoba smiled as Ren continued playing with the many strands of hair of his but he felt something else from his other hand. It was going lower and lower. "Hey...Ren?" Aoba looked up at Ren. His eyes, although human, looked like they had transformed into something else.
He could feel Ren's hand groping him now on his butt. At that same moment, he could hear a low growling coming from the man's throat. 'What the hell...why is he...!' Aoba pushed on Ren's chest hoping to snap him out of the odd trance he was having. He could feel something between the two of them and it was growing bigger each time he was pushing him away.
He had forgotten that Ren was now an actual human and not someone he could see in the Rhyme world and with his new body had obviously came with its own set of hormones that were now probably out of whack. The hand on the back of Aoba's head had now switched to being on his waist while the other hand continued to grope him. He unwillingly let out a small moaning sound as his body had remembered what had been done to him just yesterday with Noiz.
"Aoba..." Ren breathed out his name gently and forcefully at the same time and leaned even closer to him, lowering his head so that his mouth came into contact with Aoba's neck.
"R-Ren! Idiot, stop!" Aoba thought that it was things like this that he had wished for his power to come back. He mustered up his strength as much as possible just enough to push Ren back a bit so he could break the hold.
But Ren's body although weak, was amazingly powerfully built compared to how Sei's body was. Ren's hands reached to his front and were about to continue with unzipping the pants when the door to the room flew open. This distracted Ren and Aoba was able to push him off. Noiz had walked in on them. His expression unchanged and sour looking as he probably already caught on what was happening.
Aoba then looked down at the ring on his finger. He hadn't taken it off since he first put it on and right now it was glowing the same way it was before when he had been talking with Koujaku. "If I had known that he'd resort to this state, I would have paid the doctors off to properly care for him." Noiz walked over to Aoba who was now sitting on the floor.
Ren's eyes seemed to shift back to their normal look like he had just came out from being under hypnosis. He looked from Aoba and then over to Noiz. "I..." He looked down at his hands. The feeling of the man's hair was now forever engraved in his memory. "Ren, I'm sorry. But I'm..." Aoba paused his sentence and looked up at Noiz while the man helped him get to his feet.
"He's mine. If you want me to teach you, I'll be happy to help you in becoming a human." Aoba looked at Noiz in shock. What was he talking about?
Ren's face was turning red. Was he honestly thinking that Noiz would teach him these things? Aoba had to pinch himself to prove to himself that he was not dreaming and that it was in fact, reality. "What are you talking about?" Aoba asked.
There was a pause before Noiz replied to the question. "Would you rather teach him that sort of thing with your body? If it goes on like that, he just might do you for real and that I can't allow." Noiz expressed his feelings so openly and clearly that Aoba had a hard time trying to get upset at him for listening in on his personal conversations.
"But..." Aoba was about to retort and then thought better as the man did have a point in the argument. If something like this happened again, he would have now way of fighting him off. But then it raised a new question within him. Why had Ren reacted this way to begin with?
'He didn't even like Clara that way...so why...' Aoba thought back to Clara, the small dog allmate that belonged to an elder woman back on Midorijima, was infatuated with meeting Ren every time he visited the dog's owner.
But Ren said back then that he did not dislike Clara but that he could not respond properly to her overbearing emotions. He got the feeling that Clara might have been in love with Ren. He started thinking of the fact that Ren's body had probably not come in contact on such a close level until today and it was probably giving Ren a normal reaction from human interaction.
'But Noiz helping is...' Aoba gripped Noiz's sleeve. The man had already been fully dressed in a completely new suit. Noiz felt the slight tug and questioned Aoba with a single look.
When he watched the man look away from him, Noiz returned to the conversation at hand. "I'll allow you to stay in the same room but come night time, I'll be suggesting to Bernardo about getting you a separate room." Aoba gripped onto his sleeve harder.
"Don't. Nothing will happen." Noiz was glaring at him. "So if it does, then what."
"I..." Aoba was about to mention how he would 'help' the man if that time came again but then he thought back of how angry Noiz got when Ren tried to touch him last night.
Noiz let go of Aoba's arm after holding him for a while but did not take his eyes off of Ren. "Listen. Until we deal with the major threat at hand...neither of us can touch him. Not until he accepts one of us and when we take Morphine down once and for all."
'Where the heck did he get that idea?' Aoba thought as he looked at Noiz in surprise. He wanted to know why his future was being decided among the five of them.
"Mor...phine...?" Ren said the name, recognizing it as the group they faced back at Platinum Jail. "Yeah. Morphine. My allmates report that they're still very much active but their numbers are slightly dwindling. What the reason is, I have no idea but their main target will be Aoba."
"But I thought you brought them with you." Aoba remembered the bunny cubes he saw that Noiz had with him. Noiz shook his head.
"Those are merely the scouts I keep on me. The others are the newer models that I tinkered with. I left them behind in case you might have been back on the island and if this was all just a trap.
Aoba was stumped on what to think about the man. First one minute he was deciding his future and then the next he was really thinking about it this whole time. Noiz had been thinking a few steps ahead. "But then...Virus and Trip...don't they know about their own group?" The question threw both him and Noiz off.
He did not mean to make it sound like he had been defending them and making it sound as though he were concerned but he merely wanted to know whether they were planning on discarding their group or if they were planning something bigger.
"I'm only aware of what the members of Morphine are doing and with the twins. I'm not sure what the real goal is yet." Aoba stopped listening after hearing the word 'members'. He had almost forgotten his friend, Mizuki, who was supposed to be in the hospital back on the island before they went after Toue.
Back then, the man was doing fine when they went to see him. "Noiz?" Aoba did not want to ask this question but he was dying to know what all might have taken place while he was gone. He already knew what Clear, Mink and Koujaku had gone through as well as with Noiz and Ren but he had not heard about what happened with Mizuki.
"Any word from Mizuki or at least something from your allmates?" Noiz kept his gaze before looking away.
"There's nothing. And he's not in the hospital anymore. I found out about it a year ago. I don't know where he is now. The allmate I had placed at the hospital...it was crushed to pieces. I planted it there in case you showed up there by pure chance but..." Aoba placed a hand on Noiz's shoulder as though he were trying to comfort him.
'This guy...he did this much for me...?' Aoba couldn't help but worry more since he told him about Mizuki. But for now the issue with Ren was growing and he would not be able to rest knowing Ren was feeling restless with his new body.
As much as he worried about Mizuki, he was also just as worried for Ren. "I'll wait for you outside." Noiz stated, and walked back out of the room. Aoba turned around and saw Ren beginning to change. He was still obviously new at learning how to change clothes but he seemed to be getting the hang of it after having watched him do it so many times.
Aoba noticed the odd tension in the room had disappeared after Noiz left and realized that Ren had sounded and acted like his regular self again. He began to change as well, first putting the pair of jeans on and then the hoodie. Aoba put the pink headphones he had gotten from Mink, over his head, comfortably fitting them over his ears.
Although his body felt refreshed despite the nightmares, his head was also feeling much lighter than yesterday. Despite all that, he wanted to listen to the music. Aoba finished dressing after putting on the shoes and watched in fascination as Ren tried to put the suit jacket on. He was putting it on the wrong way and if Aoba had ever wished for some sort of camera, he wanted one now for the memory of Ren trying on a jacket for the first time.
He momentarily forgot the tension from earlier and began to help the man with the jacket. Ren seemed to have forgotten it as well but still had the same pained expression on his face. Once they were both finished, they both left the room. Noiz greeted Aoba but ignored Ren's existence completely. But Ren did not seem fazed by this act and went along as though nothing was wrong.
Aoba prayed that nothing weird would happen for the day.
The sounds of rustling chains bounced off the walls as it echoed throughout the small room. It was dark and stuffy as there weren't any windows to let any sort of breeze come through. Quiet, heavy breathing mixed with the sounds from the chains. A body was slumped over in the darkness of the room. Their chest was rising and falling excessively and did not look as though it would be calming down any time soon.
It was a man in his late twenties. Although it was dark inside, the morning sunlight peaked through a small sliver of the black curtain that had been drawn over the window and was illuminating against his somewhat dark complexion. The man scratched at his bird nest of hair. His actions seemed erratic and just all around odd to that of a normal human being's behavior.
He licked the bottom of his lip as he gave off an odd smile to the empty room. Just then, a door creaked open and revealed the man's companions. Two men who looked similar to each other and were both wearing suits. One of them wore a pair of black and lime-green glasses that sat on the bridge of his nose. The other man did not wear glasses and looked to be on the burly side.
He was better built than the other man and seemed to bring what they appeared to be lacking. They sneered at the man who was smiling on the floor. "They always do say, 'love knows no boundaries'. Right? Mizuki..." The man named Mizuki, did not respond and just stayed smiling at the empty air in front of him. It was as though he had not comprehended that there was even an audience with him.
"Hm...I miss Aoba. This guy is really out of it." The man's disappointment was acknowledged by the other.
"Indeed, Trip. It's a shame that he isn't Aoba. But he does make for a good alternative." The man with the glasses jested at the idea of Aoba being replaced by his old friend, Mizuki.
Mizuki could not seem to stop laughing for whatever reason and seemed to be enjoying his own laughter. The sounds of the chains came from around his ankles. A pair of handcuffs were cuffed tightly around his feet, binding him so that he could not move like he wanted to. "More..." He breathed. Mizuki was obviously insisting something but they pretended not to hear him.
They ignored the man's request for his daily fix and watched as he squirmed underneath the muscular man. Mizuki was still not himself but he was still able to grasp what all was happening to his body. The feeling of the man's roaming hands as they playfully brushed past his belly button over and over again, giving him a ticklish sensation.
But Mizuki was not laughing when the man did this and instead seemed to be looking worried each time the man's fingers brushed across his skin as though he were frightened of what was about to come next. Trip and Virus had brought Mizuki along as a sort of trump card should their plans fail.
Trip took the black sweater off of Mizuki and tossed it aside while Virus watched. They used the younger man as a substitute for the one person they couldn't have at the moment and for most of Aoba's third year of captivity, they had kept Mizuki locked away in a room and kept him brainwashed using a device that was made in the lab as a bit of a last resort when Toue was in business and running the Platinum jail.
There was a recording of the Alphas' Dye music that was made just for that purpose should their bodies or programming become unstable or broken down. They had been using the device ever since they found it among the wreckage of the collapsed tower.
"Something the matter, Trip?" Virus asked him as he saw that the man had stopped moving and was just looking down at Mizuki. Curious, he looked at the man's face.
It was the same expression, smiling but still aware that something was happening to his body. It was a nice face but he would have preferred Aoba's. "Hm...how to put it...nothing's wrong but I'm missing out on something...or so I feel like something's out of place." Trip answered honestly and began to look around.
He noticed a small picture was on the floor next to them. It must have fallen out of Mizuki's pocket when they brought him with them. "How rude, Mizuki-kun. Aoba should be a dear friend to you. Why is his picture treated so unfairly?" Virus asked and bent over to pick it up.
It was a picture of when Aoba was next to Mizuki and smiling a bright smile, one that even Virus had not seen him do yet. Well...not that it was actually his goal in life for such a thing. He chuckled to himself and tucked the picture away into his pants pocket. "I'll hold onto your picture for you. Trip, don't take too long. We have to go out and meet up with our new 'friends' tomorrow." Virus waved his farewell to them as he left the dark room.
He could hear the sounds of Mizuki's muffled screaming as he walked silently through the halls of the abandoned house that they had come across during their stay. He then took the picture out of his pocket once he was some ways down from the room, holding it in his hands. Virus then proceeded to tearing the picture in half, letting one half of it fall to the floor while he held onto the other.
Virus did not think of anything while staring at Aoba's photo but an unseen feeling he was experiencing of wanting him back grew the more time he spent looking at it. 'Love...a word to describe ones' strongest obsession for something or someone. Also happens to be their weakest point. If to err is human then...love is also for a human. But our Aoba is no human.' He smiled after thinking like this and stuck the remaining photo back into his pocket.
A/N: Sorry if the ending is a bit weird for anyone, but that is how they do things, weirdly. Poor Mizuki, right?! But unfortunately it's not the end of the torture, foreshadowing but oh well.. Just like in the game, Ren's behavior is like that of an animal in heat so don't get hyped up thinking I'm into Ren and Aoba over him and Noiz.
Also the thing with the photo, they do indicate that they have pictures in frames and even if it was somehow all futuristic, they still showed a bit of Mizuki's tattoo shop and the picture in the frame was sitting on the counter there so they must still use frames! Therefore, it's not weird to have a photo of your best friend...unless something is behind it? lol, Find out next time then!