A/N- Hey, I'm back. I hope I did not kept you waiting for too long. Have been busy like a bee. Ok, I have a lemon for you this time. Hope you like it ^_^
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Paper plans
Kindness of strangers
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'Yup, you're in trouble, kiddo' Ayase admitted to himself once he could control his sobs and wipe the tears off his face.
He was in a totally foreign environment, and had no sense of direction at all. This was an industrial area, not far away from the Shinjuku ward. It was full of anonymous concrete buildings, now standing gloomy in the dark. There were few street lamps, and only an occasional passing taxi illuminated the cracked pavements with its headlights. Ayase forgot his cell phone at the host club and he did not dare entering a dodgy neon lit den to ask for help.
'Yup, up to your hair in troubles' he sighed, and he was scared and angry and tired but never did he regret running away from Gion.
That man did not deserved a second glance after what he said. Ayase was actually proud of himself for not sticking around after those offensive words. Still it did not help him in his current situation. He posed underneath a sodium lamp and under its orange light; he tried to settle his thoughts.
"Hey you, beat it!" came a shout, out of nowhere. Ayase jumped with a renewed fright. "Did you here me, blondie boy? This is my spot! Go find your own!"
Who was that? A skinny figure stepped under the orange light and Ayase could tell it was a boy, even younger then him, with spiky black hair and shaggy clothes, probably a street hustler.
"Pretty boy, are you deaf? I told you to bugger off! I won't let you rip me off of my tricks!"
"Sorry… I just… I am not…"
He must have been a pitiful sight, with his torn clothes and teary face, for the boy discarded his frown and smiled at him.
"A newbie, huh? My name is Sen, wanna cig?" The boy took out a cigarette pack and offered Ayase one, but since Ayase did not respond, he shrugged and lit one only for himself. He inhaled deeply and looked at Ayase.
Such a beauty that boy was, with his willowy limbs and delicate features, an awful competition. He should chase him away or he'll earn nothing tonight, but the kid looked so sad and hunted, Sen felt sorry for him.
"You have a name, blondie boy?"
"Yes, Ayase."
"Well, nice to meet you, Ayase-kun. You cannot stay here, this is my territory."
"I'm not trying to, umm, work."
"Really?" Sen flicked his cigarette and inhaled again.
"I'm just… I'm lost."
Sen burst into a nicotine laughter. "Stop lying, newbie. Still in denial much?"
"I'm not a… working boy, Sen, please…"
"Yeah, right, whatever."
"Sen-kun, please, I have no money with me but if you could only let me use just one phone call, I'll pay you back when I am home."
"Sorry, blondie boy, ain't got a cell phone. I'll tell you what, though, as one colleague to another, if you need a place to crash, there's a nice church not far away from here. They always take me in on cold nights, they'll be happy to help you too. Come on, it's a slow night, I'll walk you."
"Thank you, Sen-kun." Ayase was really moved by the random kindness of a stranger. A young boy who lived on the streets. It could have been him, if Kanou-san did not buy him. He could have ended up in the same way. So somehow, they were truly colleagues.
Ayase followed the lean raven-haired boy to the church, which was still open. The humble building was just in shambles like the rest of them, but it had a warm welcoming aura around it. At the entrance set an old, tall minister with long white and loose hair.
"Still awake, dude? Not pass your bedtime?" Sen teased.
The minister just smiled. "It is my shift tonight, Sen-kun. Did you come to sleep?"
"No, Gramps." the teen threw the cigarette butt into a ditch "I'm still hoping to score some dough tonight, but this guy here is."
The old man gave Ayase a searing and yet warm gaze. He smiled again.
"My, my, Sen, did you bring me an angel?"
"Relax, old dude, he's a rent like me. Ne, Ayase?"
"Well..." poor Ayase blushed because this wasn't exactly untrue.
"We welcome all, under god's grace. My name is father Honda" The minister eyes were warm and sincere "Come in Ayase-kun. Are you hungry?"
"No, just tired." Ayase felt tears rising up his eyes again; he could not believe how lucky he was to find those good souls in the middle of nowhere.
"I'm off, then..." Sen smiled, but Ayase tugged at his sleeve.
"Sen-kun, please stay."
The raven-haired kid smiled sheepishly "No can do dude, gotta work."
"But Sen-kun, this job is dangerous!"
"Huh?" Sen looked puzzled for a moment there, but then he smiled again, "I can take care of my own, blondie boy, but thanks anyway. See you!"
Ayase looked at the lean boy, casually strolling away into the darkness. He was younger, yet independent, kind and strong. 'I want to be brave like him' he thought.
"Come in, Ayase-kun." The old minister said.
Ayase followed father Honda into the church. He marveled at the serenity that oozed from this small humble place. A truly holly place needs no fancy decorations, he thought to himself as the minister paused and turned to face him.
"Please wait here for a while; I'll prepare you a room."
"Yes sir, thank you, sir."
When the minister returned, he saw Ayase kneeling in font of the cross, eyes closed in an intensive pray. He felt like he was blessed with a sight of an angel, which made him send his own pray to the heavens, to protect this young lost soul and guide him away from darkness.
The boy's huge blue eyes opened and he gave out a sniffle. "Father… can I ask you a question?"
"Sure son, what is it?" the minister approached the youth and set on the bench next to him.
"I think god hates me." Ayase declared, "He never listens to my prayers."
"What make you say so?"
"He never listens! Every time I ask him to be stronger… to be brave… and …. Something happens and I… I feel weak and pathetic all over again… and…"
"There, there." The minister petted the sobbing boy's hair.
"I want to be strong! I hate to be weak and small and I have no power!"
"Well, Ayase, let me tell you a secret, ok?"
The boy was so surprised at the offer he stopped whimpering all together. "A secret?"
"Yes, Ayase-kun, a secret about Strength. You see… most people think that strength comes from a muscular body, or from fortune and power, but they are wrong."
"Wrong?"
"Very much wrong. True strength comes from the heart, Ayase, and so does true bravery. You say god never listen to your prays, I say the contrary. If someone wishes to become strong and brave, god doesn't make him six feet tall, all of a sudden, and he doesn't fill his heart with a sudden fighting spirit either."
"So what does he do?"
"He gives him a chance to become strong. He puts him in situations where he can find his own strength, his courage, and the rest, Ayase-kun, is up to him alone."
"I…. I never looked at it this way."
The minister laughed at the pouting boy, his puzzled look was all too adorable. "Come on, son, your room is ready. Sleep on it tonight."
"Thank you, father." Ayase replied, still confused, but fatigue was starting to get the best of him, and he followed the old priest to his room.
oOOo
Ayase never slept as soundly as he did in the small room in this unfamiliar church. Yet he woke up to the sounds of sirens. 'What is going on?' he wondered, trotting out of his room, half-asleep.
The minister was there, awaiting him with a pale face. "Ayase-kun, there are some scary people out side, they have the police with them. Are you in some kind of troubles?"
"Scary people?" Ayase slide open the main entrance door to peep at the commotion. Among the cops, the police-cars and the red emergency lights, he recognized the twins immediately.
"Don't go outside!" the minister yelped as Ayase opened the door wide.
The boy gave him a dazzling smile "It's all right, father, I know those people. Let me take care of this."
Ayase carefully measured his steps, not to land his bear feet on broken glass or something equally nasty, until he reached the Kuba brothers. They did not even notice his approach, one was talking on the police radio, and the other was wrapped up in his cell phone. A man got out of the police unit and charged him "Ayase-kun! Ayase-kun, thank god!"
That was Gion, he came hugging Ayase forcefully, but the boy remained frozen in his embrace "I was so worried about you."
Ayase looked at the man, he was wearing the same clothes as the night before and blue marks under his eyes, said he was telling the truth. The man reeked of alcohol and was in a pitiful condition, but Ayase could not bring himself to care.
"Ayase-kun, about last night, I am so sorry!"
"Gion-san…"
The Kuba brothers finally recognized him there. "No need for more units." The Kuba said on the police radio "Target's found"
"Send back the helicopter, we have him." Said the other one on his cell phone. They both hanged up at the same time and stared at Ayase.
"Where have you been?" Asked one, probably Homare.
"Did somebody harm you?" asked the other, probably Misao.
Both stared intensely at him, Ayase blushed. Not in his wildest dreams, he thought he'd rise up such a mayhem by running away. He opened his mouth to apologize but before he could make a sound, three gown men were on their knees, in front of his astounded form.
"Please, Ayase kun, we beg you! Don't say a word about it to Kanou-san!"
"Please Ayase, have mercy on us!"
"I don't wanna drown in the Tokyo bay!"
He watched their worried faces and shivering bodies. He had lost all his words.
"Ayase-kun, Kanou-san will kill us if he finds out!" a Kuba pleaded, such a strange sight indeed.
"Well…" Ayase started and all held their breath "Fine, I won't tell."
"Thank you!"
"Thank you so much!"
"You are a saint!"
Ayase collapsed under the three men who charged him with three grateful hugs.
oOOo
"Mmm… perfect!" Ayase hummed to himself as he licked his finger, the souse was defiantly ready. The fish sizzled on the frying pan and the rice was boiling in the pot all according to plan.
Ayase looked at the clock, and it was almost half past one in the morning. A strange hour to set a dinner table, but Kanou-san will be hungry when he gets back. Kanou-san never eat on airplanes, he hated that industrialized food.
Ayase continued with chopping the fresh radish for his daikon salad.
All day he occupied himself with house chores. He was nervous about this day, not only he must get used to have Kanou-san back around, he also wanted to tell him about the phone call tonight. He hoped Kanou-san would not get angry because he delayed that news on purpose, but come to think of it Kanou-san will definitely find something to be angry about, so it doesn't matter any way.
With a perfect timing, as Ayase put the last dish on the table, the doorbell rang in announcement. Ayase's heart nearly burst through its cage, he heard the keys rattled. He hurried to the door, throwing last scanning glances around; yes, the house looked clean enough.
The door opened as he reached it. First thing, he saw was the man's shinny black shoes, an old habit of lowering his gaze around important people.
"Ayase-kun." Came the low, familiar voice, strangely filled with warmth.
Ayase dared looking up, at the face of the man in front of him. He realized he missed him so much and by the look in the black eyes, the feeling was mutual.
"Kanou-san!" the blond boy yelped as strong arms grabbed him, lifting him off the ground and into a strong hug. Ayase's face smothered against Kanou-sans nape, where he felt his body warmth and had a good sniff at his wonderful cologne.
Ayase could not hold back a moan. Kanou-san chuckled and captured Ayase's chin with the palm of his hand.
"Missed me?" He asked and gave Ayase a firm, intense kiss, which made Ayase feel like a melting goo.
"Kanou-san…" Ayase managed to say when they posed for to catch some breath "get in, already."
"Ayase-kun." Kanou smirked "Get in? Now? But we are at the doorway, you naughty boy."
Ayase blushed horribly, that perverted stupid man. "Get in the house, I mean. I made you dinner."
"So kind of you, sweetie, but I gotta take a leak first." Kanou stepped out of his shoes, and entered the living room, only there he remembered to put Ayase down. He ruffled the boy's hair and headed to the bathroom.
Ayase was relieved to feel the ground beneath his feet again. He hurried to the door to take in Kanou-san's suitcase. That huge black thing did not seem impressed by his efforts to drug it around. Ayase used all his force, but the damn mass did not budge.
"What are you doing?" Kanou reemerge from the toilet.
"I'm just… trying to…" Ayase said panting. "Damn stupid box!"
"Let me."
Ayase watched with amazement as Kanou lifted that monster of a suitcase, with one effortless motion. That was the strongest man Ayase ever known; no one could ever hurt him. If there was a guy on this earth, thinking he could kill Kanou, he was obviously mental, demented, hallucinating.
"What?" Kanou noticed that the boy was starring.
"Nothing, let's eat."
Kanou's attention turned to the dinner table; he glared at it with predatory, narrow eyes. "Food! Real food! At last!" Kanou threw the suitcase away and hurried to the table.
Ayase smiled with pride and followed. He realized that Kanou lost weight and looked paler than before. He said on the phone that English food never agreed with him. Poor Kanou-san, must be starving.
"Itadakimasu" Kanou said with chopsticks ready to attack.
"Itadakimasu." replied Ayase and watched the man devour the food. Dish after dish was disappearing from the table with dazzling rate. All the while Kanou was complaining about London, its weather, food and the lack of host clubs. "And they have two taps one for hot water and one for the cold, believe it? You can't control the temperature at all!"
Ayase hummed with empathy, but he was not really listening. He was marveling on the way this huge house was brought back to life, once its equally huge owner returned to it.
"Thank you for the meal, Ayase-kun."
"Huh?" Ayase zoned back in to see that all the plats were empty. "Oh, you're welcomed." he smiled.
"You did not eat at all."
"I ate earlier, I wasn't hungry."
"In that case, it is time for my dessert!" Kanou-san smirked and licked his lips with anticipation.
'oh no, I'm next…' Ayase gasped, as he finally understood the change of tone in Kanou's voice. He had so little time before Kanou got up and swept him up as well.
"Kanou-san… what are you doing?" Ayase asked the man who was carrying him around the house.
"Bedroom." The man replied and charged Ayase's delicate neck with kisses and wet licks.
"But… but… aren't you tiered?"
"No. quite up, actually." Kanou took one of Ayase's hands and guided it down. The boy squawked a little as he felt Kanou's erection, even through the rough fabric of his pants. "I've missed you so much." Kanou whispered with a low voice and than lapped the youth earlobe with his tongue.
Ayase melted into the pleasure, that man was an expert in exploiting his every weak spots. Before he knew it, he was tossed on the mattress. The huge bed almost swallowed him, as Kanou got on top.
"Did I tell you how much I missed your cute nipples?" Kanou asked with honey coated voice, his hands already getting rid of Ayase's shirt to expose the parts he was interested in. "Look at that, they are already hard." he chuckled softly "Did you miss me too, Ayase?"
Kanou did not wait for a replay, and Ayase couldn't not give him one, because once that sexy mouth was sucking on his nipples, Ayase lost his entire vocabulary.
"Mmm, sweet…" Kanou whispered in a husky voice. "Did I tell you how I missed your adorable little cock?"
It was good that the room was dark, so Kanou-san could not see how dark Ayase's blush was.
The wandering hands got to Ayase's pants and started to pull them down. Feeling his naked skin against the cool sheets below and the warm body above, smelling the wonderful cologne, hearing Kaou-san breath, all his senses were under attack, and Ayase felt dizzy with pleasure.
"Such a beautiful body…" Kanou whispered again, taking Ayase's lips to another heated kiss. "Such a perfect skin… I want to feel it closer." Kanou said and started stripping.
"Kanou-san!" Ayase moaned as their bodies pressed against each other. He was not going to resist this time, he missed that man too much, his body was screaming for that man's attention.
Kanou speared him none, he was so generous with caresses, lick and bites. Ayase squirmed under those skillful hands. He was consumed with hunger, why did that man lingered?
Kanou got up to take the lube out of the nightstand. He knelt above Ayase coating his huge erection slowly. The sight and the sounds were hypnotizing; it made Ayase's body burn with yearning. Kanou smirked again and returned to his waiting beauty.
"Ask for it, Ayase…" he softly whispered in his ear.
"What?" the blond boy whimpered. He spread his legs apart, bucked his hips up, in a search for the manhood he desperately wanted to be filled with.
"Tell me what you need, my love." Kanou insisted, smirking.
"I need you!" they boy moaned, panting.
"Go on…"
"I need you inside me, please!" Ayase nearly screamed his desire.
"Good boy." Kanou was pleased at last granted the boy his wish.
Ayase groaned loudly, as he felt Kanou nudging his entrance. He tried his best to relax his ring of muscles as he wrapped his arms and legs around Kanou's broad back.
He could feel that massive body moving, up and down, each time penetrating him a bit deeper. Kanou was gentle this time, and gave the boy plenty of time to adjust. As the man was settled up to the hilt, Ayase released a moan again. Kanou felt like a rod of fire within him. He never knew he could miss that man so much. His whole body welcomed him with relief, the body that was alone for too long.
"Can I move, Ayase-kun?" Kanou asked, the boy could detect the amount of strain in his voice.
Poor Kanou-san was holding himself back for me, thought Ayase. "Yes, move."
"Oh god!" Kanou panted and started a steady pace, in and out.
Ayase accepted each thrust with growing pleasure. As Kanou accelerated, the pleasure was so intense he thought he would lose his mind.
"Kanou-san!" Ayase screamed, "Kanou-san, I'm coming!"
"Ayase-kun!" Kanou answered with another powerful thrust.
"Oh my god!" Ayase screamed "Kanou-san!"
He came, shivering and screaming, seeing stars in the back of his mind. The hot liquid filled the little space between their sweaty bodies. Kanou kept his rhythm and soon came too. Ayase could feel the stream of semen filling his hungry flesh.
"Kanou-san!" he whispered again.
The man gave a low animalistic growl and got of the boy, only to take him in his arms. As the last sweet trace of orgasm left Ayase mind, a new clear thought has arrived. He failed to talk to Kanou about that phone call, yet again.
Well, it is now or never, Ayase sighed.
"Kanou-san…" he whispered softly.
"Go to sleep!" came an agitated replay.
"Kanou-san…" Ayase insisted, he knew he would never find his courage again "Kanou, do you know a guy named Aida Osamu?"
"What? Where did you come up with that name?"
"Well… do you?"
"No, Ayase! And never speak that name again, you hear me? Now go to sleep!"
"But… but Kanou-san…"
"Go to sleep I said!" Kanou growled again.
"Yes sir." Ayase knew Kanou-san was lying. Something is clearly wrong. He will have to come up with a plan.
oOOo
Tbc
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A/N- Well, I hoped you enjoyed the lemon. Please drop me a note ^_^
