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 23 - Tempered Minds
Gian Carlo had just finished getting up from the sofa he had been laying on when he first heard the commotion coming from the guest room. At first all he was able to hear was a door slamming shut and hurried footsteps shortly after. He yawned tiredly and opened the door of the phone room only to be greeted by seeing a few of his fellow CR-5 members running past the doorway.
Peeking around the corner of the edge of the door, he recognized a hint of blue hair as the source of the hair was being chased down by some of the soldiers. But the men clearly didn't catch up to them as they had stopped briefly and began to talk among themselves while some talked into their head sets that had been embedded into their ears for communication elsewhere.
He looked back to where he had heard the door slam and put the puzzle together in his head. 'I fall asleep for only a few hours and I wake up to this. Ha...what is Bernardo doing?' Gian yawned once more as he left the room and went to see the issue going on in the guest room.
He noticed that Noiz had been standing outside of Aoba's room and was looking at him. It took him a minute to realize he was not actually looking at him but past him, the same way that he had come and where the blue haired being had ran.
"Hi! Sorry for falling sleeping on ya. I take it the kid just left?" Gian asked him. Despite Aoba being in his mid twenties, this did not stop Gian from referring to him as a kid.
Noiz, upon closer inspection, looked spooked as though he had seen a ghost or a serial killer. He was clearly in shock but from what? He then heard the dinging sound of the elevator stopping on their floor. Looking back and disregarding his halted conversation with Noiz, he saw Bernardo and Giulio coming off the elevator.
He sighed softly. "Geez, what bad timing..." He said as he saw both the men coming closer toward them with a somewhat troubled expression on both their faces.
Having heard the conversation from inside the room, Clear, Koujaku and Mink all came out one by one and soon were all huddled around Noiz while Koujaku simply glared down at him despite the man having his back turned to them.
"Signor Gian!" Giulio expressed his formal way of greeting Gian while Bernardo smiled at him as to greet him in his own way.
Gian put his hands to his sides. "Bernardo, Giulio. Don't suppose you saw our little blue bird fly out by any chance on your way here?" Giulio, as though ordered by Gian to always tell the truth, nodded immediately.
"Yeah...he gave some of our men a bit of trouble downstairs. He sure is fast for someone who's supposed to be ill at the moment." Bernardo said and looked past Gian and kept his gaze on Noiz and the rest of the group who stood behind him.
"Do you know?" Bernardo asked. Koujaku seemed to tense up at first but then stepped past Noiz as though to cover for him for something he did wrong.
"Aoba suffers from a multi-personality disorder. I'm not sure when it really came about but...this other side of him...he refers to himself as Sly Blue but that was just an alias he had when playing Rhyme. I thought it was all in the past but it seems as though Virus and Trip have been feeding him pills this whole time just so that something like this could happen."
Gian noticed the tension in the air and pulled out a piece of gum from his pocket. He popped it into his mouth and chewed away noisily as though he weren't bothered by this. "So? Giulio?" Gian asked. Giulio stepped forward slightly and put a hand to his chest as though he were his personal butler.
"Yes, signor Gian?" Bernardo gave Gian a puzzled look, hoping it was not an outlandish idea.
"We just have to get him back is all, right?" Gian smiled but not before blowing a large bubble from his mouth because of the gum.
Giulio smiled in return and replied with a simple 'Yes'. Koujaku was confused by these men as he did not expect a mafia gang to help them just so easily like this. In the back of his mind he had thought that there must be some sort of catch to this.
Regardless of who it was though, he was willing to welcome the help if it meant that Aoba would be returned safely. He looked back at Noiz who still seemed to be in deep thought still as his gaze had not wandered or changed and was remained focused on the hallway to the lobby of the floor.
A constant beeping sound coming from Trip's vest pocket caught both of their attention as they came in from the rain. It was a sudden thundershower that appeared out of the blue despite the day being mostly sunny. They had just gotten back from meeting with some extra members of the G.D. and were currently moving boxes of equipment as they were rewards for having joining their organization.
It was a sign of their acceptance for them being in the group now and Trip and Virus were not going to waste such a marvelous gift. Having heard the beeper all the while of carrying the boxes from their car and into their warehouse, they put the boxes down and rushed to the computer setup on a nearby desk.
The beeping sound was coming from both the computer and the device in Trip's pocket. He quickly pulled it out. It was built like a pager but it resembled a tracking beacon that looked to be beeping each time the target moved.
"Hm...?" Virus looked down at the device in Trip's hands. "Looks like we won't have to wait for two months after all." As though pleased with the current situation, he smiled.
"Let's go, shall we? I'm sure the members of the CR;5 weren't responsible for this type of behavior. He seems to be having fun running around like this." Virus buttoned up the rest of his jacket while Trip slipped the tracking device back into his vest pocket.
"We finally get to meet our desirable Aoba." Trip said coolly as they both headed back out into the pouring rain to their car.
After they put their seat belts on, they were off in the direction that the device had shown was Aoba's last location. Although Trip had usually been the one to drive them everywhere, Virus had taken the wheel without a second though and seemed more desperate than Trip to meet up with the younger man.
"That we do..."Virus whispered as though to talk only to himself as they sped down the empty street.
The sounds of splashing from someone running through the puddles traveled along the streets of Daivan. Past the shady alleyways and most of the shops that were still open despite the heavy rainfall. Laughter shouting from the blue haired man who happily ran through the streets without a care in the world, caused many of the civilians who were still out in this mess, to look at him funny as he ran past them.
Because the rain was falling heavily onto his head, Sly could feel just about most of the drops hit his head. It hurt just a little bit but he didn't care. He was enjoying the time of having the freedom of running and feeling the water hit his cheeks as he ran.
It had been over two years since he last came back out as the first year of their captivity, he had been coaxing Aoba to let him out and be in his place instead. But Aoba had refused time and time again just like he had done before in the past. But now he was free from what he had called a 'prison cell' and was now rushing to where Virus and Trip were.
Although it was a lot different from his time on the island, back when the streets were filled with people and gangs, it gave him the excitement and thrill he was looking for. He was slowly getting tired because of Aoba's current ill treatment from before and it was slowly getting to him.
He slowed down his pace but turned his running into a jog. "Damn this brat. Can't even endure a little foreplay. No wonder everyone's targeting him...hm?" Sly stopped for a few moments to reassess the location.
Deep in his own mind, he was using the tracking device to find his way to Virus and Trip. He had basically done what Noiz had planned to do before all this went down. By using the power of scrap, he was able to see into Aoba's mind despite sharing one and the same brain and was able to see the device beeping with a red light flashing.
But it was also a tiring ability and took a bit of energy out of him after a while. He heard a car pulling to a stop from behind him. He could make out the car's design. It was styled to fit the twin's tastes. 'That's surprisingly fast...' Sly thought as he turned around so that he was facing the driver of the car.
"Aoba-san. Welcome back." Sly disregarded Virus's warm and friendly greeting and instead, leaned forward to get a good look at the man sitting next to him.
"I would have thought for sure that you'd be driving this piece of crap." Sly smiled upon saying this and straightened up again, looking around quickly before slipping himself into the back seat of the car.
"Anywhere you would like us to take you?" Virus asked politely. Sly let out a sigh. "Just drive." He ordered and sunk into the leather seat.
Virus laughed to himself and stepped on the gas pedal once more.
Throughout the trip, Sly had been nodding off here and there each time he let his eyes shut. His body had certainly not been back to normal yet and this was what was concerning him. Aoba had been able to fully recover from his sudden memory wipe but the treatment received by Virus and Trip had obviously taken quite a toll on the recovery rate for his body.
The sound of the rain crashing against the window shield and the roof of the car was causing him to get drowsy as Aoba was obviously tired this entire time from the stress. Now Sly had been feeling it too and was starting to think twice about enduring things. Perhaps this was out of his control.
He allowed himself to fall asleep knowing full well that trying to use scrap against the twins would never have worked to begin with. But that was not his intention and he did not think using it would prove much use anyhow. He let the sound of the rain lull him to sleep as they drove to the destined warehouse.
Once they had arrived, they were greeted by Bakshi and another man who was much rounder and fatter in comparison to the tall and well built man. The two men were not talking to each other and each one had been doing their own thing. The fat man was busy counting out cash while Bakshi was busy fixing his twin shotguns on either side of his legs.
"Not these two again..." Virus said and expressed his annoyed attitude by slamming the car door which had unintentionally woken Sly up from his sleep.
"Hey, Aoba. We're here." Trip's simple right-to-the-point way of saying things got him slightly motivated but not by much.
Sly lifted his body up off the leather cushion and weakly opened the door. He had so much energy earlier but now it was all but gone. He twinged at a sudden pain in his gut while opening the door to the car. Aoba's wounds had not healed properly and so was causing him these problems now.
Trip also got out of the car and raced toward the other side of the car to where Sly was getting out of. He bent down so that he could pick Aoba up. But Sly protested this by trying to push Trip's body away.
"Still the same stubbornness..." Trip said and forced Sly to fall back so that he had no choice but to be carried by him. Although his spirit had plenty of fight left, the body did not have much energy to keep up with it and so he was left with having to be carried like some kind of princess.
"Gentlemen!" Virus greeted the men with a fake smile. "To what do we owe your drop-by?" He asked while Trip casually walked past them and into the warehouse, taking Sly inside from the rain.
Bakshi was curiously looking at Trip's back and from what all he could see of Aoba's body in the man's arms. When Virus looked from him to the fat man, Bakshi suddenly spoke up. "Boss says you're not forced to go to our next one. The fatty here also wanted some bullshit proposition with you guys." When the fat man heard this, he glared at him angrily.
"Hmph...the boss could care less about such disrespect from the younger generation, eh?" The man sneered at him but fixed his gaze toward the twins.
"No matter. We're here because I do happen to have a proposition I wish to ask you about. How would you feel to have your own building and supplies, more than what Dave has offered you?" Bakshi ignored the rest of all what the man had asked and continued cleaning his guns while Virus pretended to be in deep thought over the question.
Trip came back after a minute or two and stood next to Virus. "What sort of building are you going to have us move into? I did ask if you had any sort of labs around." Virus said. He noticed that Trip had picked up on his urge to finish the conversation quickly. They were busy people after all.
"Yes...well, it's not a lab per say, but it does have a nice room for everything you would need for let's say...experiments or just about anything really. What do you say?" The man smiled from ear to ear. Virus was intrigued on the offer since they did not have anything to use as a lab to begin with.
They weren't exactly scientists but that was being provided for back on the island and he had hoped that they would co-operate for the sake of the future they had in mind. Virus nodded in agreement. "Very well then. We accept your generous donation to our cause. Should you have need of our expertise, we'll gladly be of some help."
"Wonderful! You hear that, Mr. Bakshi? You should learn from your elders. Maybe you would learn some manners-" A bullet from the shotgun grazed his cheek before he could finish.
"You're only alive 'cause the boss thinks you'll be some sort of useful goat. Don't get so cocky, fatty!" His voice seemed as though it were high one minute and deep a bit the next.
Bakshi stuck his tongue out and licked the end of the shotgun as though to intimidate the man. "Right...well if there isn't anything else left, we'll be heading out now." Bakshi got up at the same time as Honus and followed the man outside.
"Until next time." Virus waved quickly as they walked into the pouring rain and back into their own car.
Virus let out a sigh of relief. "Do we really have to stay here? We could just go back to the island and continue there." Trip asked him. He was not afraid of these people but he was feeling anxious having Aoba in their possession once again.
"I wish I could say we could go back but at the moment our men are still working on the police officers. We didn't have that many members from the start and redoing the process of it all for Mizuki's gang is out of the question. But we do have Aoba..." Trip returned Virus's smile with one of his own.
They continued to carry in a bunch of the leftover boxes from outside to the back of the warehouse. Once they finished they headed into the next room where Trip had laid Aoba onto a small bunker-like bed. "Aoba-san. Welcome to our abode. I really do wish we were back at home to welcome you officially but this will have to do."
'Aoba' sat up with a small groan as his arms were still hurting him as well as his legs but he ignored it and hunched forward with one leg over the side of the bed while his other resting in the form of him sitting half-cross-legged. "You're both morons. Next time, be gentle with me." Sly was aiming his dissatisfaction towards Trip as though to blame him for being hurt.
Virus began unbuttoning his suit coat while Trip did the same with his vest. "We'll be gentle this time, I promise." Virus said as Trip was the first to push Sly down while Virus continued to unbutton his shirt.
He took his tie off and tossed it to the side as Trip kissed Sly on the mouth while taking off the man's jacket. Sly could no longer sit up and fell backward trying to support Trip's heavy body. His head hit the pillow as Virus came in from the side and with the help from Trip, helped got Sly's jeans off.
'Damn...I forgot how good they were at this...' Sly thought and could feel his lower half responding to Trip's hands. "Haha...more, Virus!" Sly held onto Trip while Virus tugged a little on his hair.
Both of them licked Sly's body while Sly then pulled on their hair and ran his fingers through it repeatedly. Trip then moved over for Virus to sit down and continued to lick Sly's chest and down to his stomach.
"You're both devils...ah.." Virus cut off what Sly was about to say next and slipped his tongue into his mouth while Trip continued licking him all over.
Sly shuddered and came shortly after Virus and Trip both fondled his balls while rubbing his tip. He couldn't hold it down as long as he had wanted as it had been quite some time since he did something like this. To be realistic, it had been years since he last did this with someone. Although he and Aoba shared the same body they did not share the exact same feeling so everything Aoba had felt, Sly could not.
"Oh? Aoba, you made a mess of yourself." Trip said and dragged a finger across his tip for one last touch. Sly trembled from him doing that and without thinking, grabbed Trip's hand.
He brought it to his mouth and licked his own semen off of Trip's finger. "You sure know our weak points, Aoba-san..." Virus moved to the other side of Sly so that he was behind him and began to kiss along the man's shoulders while Trip took his finger back and used it to plunge it into Sly.
"W-Wait a second...it's.." Sly stopped talking as Trip ignored him and continued sticking his finger inside him over and over again.
He didn't hate this feeling but it felt weird to him. Having an object forced in was weird from the start but he grew accustomed to it the more Trip did it. He looked around at the warehouse. It was fairly empty compared to some boxes filling up one half of the place.
He noticed both Welter and Hersha, Trip and Virus's pet allmates and noticed they had been turned off. Virus saw that Sly was looking elsewhere and grabbed him from behind, pinching his nipple to avert his attention. Sly had no choice but to shut his eyes from the slight pain.
"Keep your mind focused...Aoba-san." Virus kissed him behind the ear as Trip began to unbuckle his pants. He pulled Sly's legs up and over his shoulders while preparing to enter him.
"Don't...tell me what to do..." Sly protested as he felt Trip enter inside of him, pushing his walls apart slowly.
Breathing became harder to do since he had Virus behind him playing with his hair and pulling it while Trip pounded into him continuously without letting up and without remorse for whether he was in pain or not.
Trip grabbed Aoba's open palm with his own hand. He then pulled him closer to his face so that they were breaths apart from each other. Virus continued tugging his hair every now and again while at the same time, playing with Sly's exposed nipples with his other hand.
"Why...ha...why did you want me so bad?" Sly asked them in between thrusts. Trip slowed down at first and looked over Sly's shoulder to look at Virus as though to get some sort of confirmation.
But Virus smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "We love you, Aoba." Trip answered for the both of them and picked up the pace again. Sly couldn't hold back his moaning for very long and let out a few after the latest thrusts.
What the twins did next surprised him. Virus had stopped playing with his hair and his nipples and was now just sitting back watching Trip do all the work. He couldn't see behind him, but Sly could sense that the man was not doing anything except watching them.
Sly lifted his arms while still holding onto Trip's hands and forced Trip to let go of his hands by letting his arms drape around his neck and shoulders so that they were supported by them rather than having his arms at his sides.
"Aoba..." Trip said and leaned closer to Sly's face, planting another kiss on his lips before ejaculating inside of him. Completely out of breath, 'Aoba' fell limp and tilted his head back because he could not hold his head up any longer.
Neither one wanted to move not even Virus as it seemed as though he had been stepping aside for Trip to do what he wanted. Sly was okay with this and stayed that way for a minute. He then moved himself a little from side to side, causing Trip's dick to move with him.
"Oh..." Trip said and both Virus and Sly had to look back to where Trip was looking. Standing tot he side of an open doorway was Mizuki. He must have been watching them.
Sly felt slightly awkward having Aoba's friend watching the wrong Aoba having sex with one of his nemesis. But he didn't get off of Trip and instead, hugged Trip's head closer to him by grabbing the back of his head with both hands.
"Mizuki, I'm back." Sly smiled mischievously and continued holding Trip's head with care as though cradling a small bird. Mizuki looked devastated.
His face, which already had a pained expression from the start, grew into a mixture of fright and depression. "Aoba-san, I'm sorry about this." Virus explained and got up off the bed and walked over to the doorway.
He pushed the man back a bit and then looked back to Trip. Sly let out a soft moan as Trip lifted his arms off his shoulders and picked him up so that he was lifted up off of him. Sly collapsed on the bed as Trip walked over to the doorway half-naked with his pants just barely around his waist.
Virus then slipped past Trip obviously leaving the man to deal with Mizuki while Virus would pick up where Trip left off. He hovered over Sly so that he was hunched over him with both his knees and hands on the bed.
"Shall I show you a good time as well?" He asked him. But Sly didn't reply and simply stared at the ceiling. It was not as though he hated the man but more like he rubbed him the wrong way when it came to chit chat.
Sly rubbed his eyes. Whatever little sleep he had gotten in the car did not do much for him and he was soon finding it hard to keep his eyes open. He propped his arms up by his elbows and lifted his legs so that his knees were up and his feet were firmly planted on the bed.
He spread himself open a little more, enticing Virus to do what he wanted to do. "Hurry." Sly knew Virus only let him get away with things with his attitude alone, not because he had the power of scrap but because the man genuinely seemed to care for him and would allow him to do anything he wanted. Or at least that was what Sly had picked up on from observing him.
Trip had shoved Mizuki away finally and had lead the other man back to his own room before returning to the scene. When Trip came back, Sly and Virus were already becoming intimate with one another.
A/N: And that's that. OMG this took me a bit of time to finish off because we had quite a lot of thunderstorms rolling through and well I love those a lot so.. anyways, I've been tons busy, building my website with wix and getting everything settled on my page, it was chaos...
I'm surprised I got this done because there was so many things i wanted into this chapter but only so little words left. Um, this upcoming week I'll be taking a break off of writing the fic as my mom's birthday is coming up and I have my grandmother coming over in the same week.
I will be writing however, just not posting any chapters until it's all over with. I've also got a few stories of my own I'm working on and my first chapter is finally up on my site so I was dealing with that the past few days as well.
And god damn, those twins are hot! But in all seriousness, this really is not because I like the twins, it's actually part of the story i have in mind at the moment for Aoba. So it sucks that Noiz kind of miscalculated a little but really, no one knew that Aoba was even on these pills except for the twins.
Uh, so in the next chapter, we'll finally see Aoba and Mizuki together so look forward to that good stuff and I'll see you guys around!