A/N- Hey to ya all! Cheers for the wonderful reviews you gave me! Made me very happy, thank you very much!
My muse for this story is relentless (*Lol*) hope it keeps this way to the end (***touch wood***)
Same warnings as before: mature content, violence and such, not M-rated for nothing, guys…
Enjoy.
Paper plans
In the dark
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"How dare you interrupt the show, you stupid fuck?"
Ayase did not bother to answer, he held on to the shivering boy, waiting for what ever happens next. At the corner of his eyes, he saw Isao pulling Mie away and he hoped they would make it out of this hellhole, but then a man rose up from his couch, and got in their way.
That man was tall and bulky; he wore a pure white tuxedo, his thick neck was decorated with heavy bling blings and his hair was pulled back with a shiny gel that reflected the changing dance lights. He smirked at Isao as he blocked his escape.
"Are you in this too, chimpira? Ruining my party? Letting strangers in here?"
He did not even wait for a replay, before kicking Isao right at his stomach; Isao fell on the cold marble floor where the man kept on kicking him with his leather boots.
"How are those chicks? Why did you bring them? Are you working with the police? Who else is in this?" The man spitted out his questions while kicking. "Did the snakes put you up for this? How much did they pay you?" Whit every question there was a kick to accompany it, and Hayate's mouth twisted with open pleasure.
"Hayae-sama, it's nothing, I swear!" Isao pleaded through his bleeding lips, he was folded on the floor trying to avoid the kicks. "I just brought those chicks here for a quick fuck, nothing else!"
The Yakuza boss was not impressed; he gave only a swift tilt of his head and the thugs jumped on Mie and Ayase at the same time.
"No!" Ayase protested as they tore Sen from his arms and tossed him aside like a broken doll. Then they lifted him up with their painful grip, and started groping him with rough hands.
Mie was treated just as poorly, they almost tear up all her clothes, but she was more alarmed as a goon took away her purse and poked his hands in it. He dug out her cell phone.
"Hey! It's personal!" She screamed as he browsed through her calls' log.
"Shut up, bitch!" The thug, who held her, gave her a powerful slap and she collapsed on the floor.
"Mie-chan!" Ayase screamed, but could not get free. A man sent his hand up his dress and pulled his panties down, alarmed and blushing he turned to that man. "What are you doing?"
The goon replied only with a mocking smile, his hand reached the duck-tape, and he tore it off without mercy. Ayase had to bite on his lips not to scream.
"She's not wired but guess what, boss!" The man started chuckling "This girl is a dude!"
"Isao-kun, you got the hots for a new-half? You sick bastard!"
The Yakuza men started laughing hard, and the one next to Isao kicked him again making him curl up on the floor with pain.
"D'you like dipping your dick in a man's asshole?" the goon asked.
"As much as you enjoy screwing your granny!" Isao answered.
"Fuck you, you little…"
"Shut up!" Hayate ordered with a lift of his hand, and all the thugs went silence as the one holding Mie's cell Phone was making a call.
"Well?" Hayate asked the man after he hung up.
"It got me into the police vice department..," the man answered and Hayate was no longer amused.
He scooped up Isao from the floor and grabbed him by his throat. "How do you explain that, filthy prick?" Hayate was strong enough to shake Isao like a boneless lump.
"Fuck!" Isao replied, "I just met them on a street corner! Didn't know you'll make such a big deal out of it!"
"The little sluts called the police, you dumbass! I can make a big deal out of it!" Hayate shouted and slammed Isao's head into the wall.
"Yeah, this is a major fuck-up, stupid twat!" another man screamed.
"Thank you for ruined my mood!" Hayate slammed Isao's head into the wall again and this time it seemed to calm him down. He took a deep breath and shook his head.
He turned to view the scene; first he looked at Sen, which was on the stage floor, mumbling incoherently, then he looked at Ayase and the thug who held him, weaved at him with a socks he pulled out from the boy's bra, then he looked at Mie and she only glared at the guy who took her cell phone.
"Fucking zoo!" Hayate concluded, "We'll get to the bottom of this. Take them all to the basement; we'll interrogate them one by one, starting with this little piece of shit!" Hayate squeezed on Isao's throat, nearly choking him.
"No!" Ayase screamed again, imagining the worst things they can do to poor Isao, and it was all his fault to begin with.
"Stay out of this, squirrel." Isao hissed, with the last of his strength he tried to put on a brave face, but through the blood and bruises, it did not calm Ayase down.
"Shut the club down, put guards everywhere, let me know if the police show up!"
"Isao-san!" Ayase screamed after the bleached haired boy as he was taken away, he was rewarded with another smack on his jaw.
"Shut up, bitch!"
"To the basement, all of you!"
oOOo
The gangsters shoved the trio into the dark and cold basement; they pushed them roughly and slammed the doors behind them. Ayase came down rolling the last few stairs, Mie landed on him and Sen ended up on top of both of them.
"Are you ok?" Mie asked, trembling.
"Yeah." Ayase said, although he took a major blow to his head and it started bleeding. "I'll search for a light, you take care of Sen?"
"Here…"
"What is it?" Ayase asked as Mie reached her inner pocket.
"Isao's lighter, I snitched it out of his hand in the car, when he was going to light his gazillion cigarette, shame he had a spare, though."
"Thanks." Ayase used the lighter to survey his surroundings, and the dim light gave him some comfort.
They were in the basement all right, and it was damp and dirty. Something ran next to his feet, but Ayase dared not look at it, could be anything from cockroach to a rat, nothing he wanted to focus on, instead, he was looking for something useful.
The basement was used for storage of alcohol; there were rows and rows of wooden shelves, hosting any kind of alcohol bottle known to man. Ayase was not interested in this impressive collection, he set his eyes on a small locker in the far corner of the room, and went there. Luckily, the locker was unlocked, and he found there a florescent flashlight, a first aid kit and some toilet paper.
"Is it working?" Mie asked, following his actions with anticipation.
Ayase had to give up the lighter as he tried to operate the flashlight. For a second there the room went dark and scary again. Ayase found himself whispering a little prayer over this stupid flashlight 'let there be batteries, let the tube not be broken, let it work… please!'
The lamp made few clicking sounds as it struggled to ignite and then a silvery light flooded the room, Mie could not help a happy yelp.
Ayase grabbed the first aid kit and some few toilet paper rolls and rushed back to the others.
"How is he?" He knelt down beside Sen.
Mie placed her hand on Sen's forehead. "He's burning up."
Ayase opened the first aid kit and found some pills. "This should lower his fever. But we can't push them down dry… or with alcohol"
"There's a sink over there, you see?"
"Yeah." Ayase got on his feet again and walked to the sink, he hopped there will be running water in there.
The sink was filthy and coated with a layer of gray muck which was probably dust mixed with water, mixed with whatever-I-don't-wann-know. The tap itself was rusty and moldy and it squeaks echoed the basement when Ayase tried to open it.
All through that noise, the tap actually worked, the first few gushes were of orange color, but eventually it cleared up. Ayase tried few sips of the clear liquid and since it tasted reasonable and he did not die on the spot, he figured out it was safe.
There was a plastic cup on the sink and Ayase cleaned it the best way he could and brought back the precious water to Sen.
Mie laid Sen's head in her lap, but the rest of his naked body was on the floor and he was shivering wild.
"Hold him." Ayase whispered and took the pills in his hand. Mie tried her best but Sen twisted in her arms, refusing to relax.
"No good, there's no way he'd take it." She said.
Ayase looked at the sick boy and smiled. "Sen, it's me Ayase… remember?" He whispered, although Sen could not hear him "Remember the boy that was crying in the street that you helped find a safe place for a night?"
Sen moaned, but his flushed body stopped twitching.
Ayase's voice seemed to calm Sen down so he continued. "Well, I wanted you to know that you really helped me that time, and I want to be your friend."
Mie patted Sen's raven hair. "It's working, keep on…"
"You have a fever, Sen-kun, and I want to give you some medicine, please take it, you can trust us…"
Sen opened his eyes and fixed his fuzzy glare on Ayase; the blonde boy gave him his best reassuring smile, he thought he saw a sign of recognition in those hazy eyes.
"Water." Sen mumbled.
"Here." Ayase hurried to slip in the pills into Sen's mouth before giving him the drink.
Sen took down the water together with the pills, and his eyes closed again with a frail sigh.
"We can't let him lay down on the cold ground." Said Mie and rose to her feet. "Watch him; I'll look for something to cover him up."
"Thanks."
While Mie scouted the dim hall, Ayase took the opportunity to do a quick check. Embarrassing as it was, Ayase held his breath and sent his hand between Sen's thighs, he rubbed his fingers against the swollen entrance and when he pulled back, his fingers were soaked with blood.
"Animals!" Ayase hissed with anger.
He took some pieces of toilet paper and soaked them with disinfecting liquid from the kit. It must have hurt when he cleaned the wound, because Sen was moaning softly. After he cleaned the place up he bandage it the best way he could; he hoped it would stop bleeding soon, because there was nothing else he could do.
"Got some jute bags." Mie said. "They are itchy and stinky but it is better than the floor."
"That's great, Mie-chan."
They used there bags as mattress and put Sen on them, covering him up with the last bag. The boy fell into a deep sleep, and looked a little bit better than before.
Ayase looked at the sleeping boy and smiled "I wish I could do more for him."
"You've done your best." Mie said, "If it was up to me, I would have left him on that bloody stage, getting raped to death, I'm a horrible person, ne?"
"No, you were just scared, Mie-chan, don't be so hard on yourself."
They settled near Sen, sharing each other body heat, and then Mie noticed it was so cold, that she could see her own breath coming out of her mouth.
"I don't get it, Aya-chan, where did you get the nerve, climbing up there and face those gorillas. It's not 'chivalry brave', it is 'going out of your freaking mind brave'. Why would y-….."
"Because it was me, Mie-chan!"
"What?"
"Because it was me, two years ago, going through something very much the same."
"No… Ayase…. don't talk crazy on me now!"
"I wish, but this is real! You wanted me to tell you the whole story about my relationship with Kanou-san, yeah? Here it is- the truth and if you don't like it then don't listen!"
"I want to listen, Ayase!"
"You know that Masaki just call me 'pet', ever crossed your mind why? Because I am a pet! Two years ago, in a club much like this one, heck, it could be even on the next street, I was the one naked on stage! I was put to auction, all chained up and naked and drugged! Like an animal, like… like a pet! Kanou-san bought me. He paid 1.2 billion Yen, and he makes me pay back with my body, Mie-chan, 500,000 per fuck, ok?"
"Like…. like a whore, Aya-chan?"
"Yes, like that girl that Aida-san loved, like Sen. People like us…. we don't get a happy ending, ok?"
"Oh my god, Aya-chan…"
"Sen has nobody to look after him! That is why I had to do it, I had to!" all the strain Ayase kept inside was bursting out like a volcano. His beautiful eyes were flooded with tears and his slender body started trembling. "…now I'll get all of us killed…"
"Aya-chan…" Mie pulled him to her hug, and it was his trigger, he started crying, out of control, moaning and weeping, he was sure they could hear him outside and he was also sure that they did not care.
"Aya-chan, hush now… please…."
"I'm not brave! If I were brave, I would have run away a long time ago!" Ayase kept sobbing, "I would have left Kanou-san's prison or committed suicide, but I'm chickens shit, and the world scares me, so I stay there and let him treat me as a whore!"
"Ayase-chan, please stop crying, you'll make me cry too…"
"Sorry." He sniffled "But you wanted the truth, and the truth sucks!"
"Truth is I hated the guy to begin with, first time I saw him, he gave me the creeps. Why go and help him, anyway? Why not let that Aida-dude whack him off once and for all? The way I see it, that Aida guy might just do you a big favor."
Kanou-san… dead? Ayase gasped. The image of that brute of a man surfaced in front of Ayase's eyes, that beautiful wild man, so brave and kind at times, so selfish and cruel at others.
"No, I don't want Kanou-san to die." Ayase said finally "He… he saved my life so many times... I just… I just want him to acknowledge me as a man. I want him to respect me as an equal, stop seeing me as some sort of a pet. Mie-chan, if I can save him this time, maybe he will realize who I am and… and set me free. You get what I'm trying to say?"
"Sorta…"
Ayase's sobs turned into a chuckle. "You're shocked."
"I've never heard you say so many words at the same time, of course I'm shocked."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be, I'm glad we had this talk, took extreme measures to it, but…"
"No, I'm sorry I got us in this mess."
"Nop, I wann join the police anyway, it will look good on my resume. Poor Isao, though, Do you thing they will pluck out all his fingernails or brake his teeth or something?"
"Mie-chan!" Ayase reproached her, shivering. "We need to get out of here!"
"How?"
"You're the mastermind, think of something."
"Well, they took both of our cell phones and we can't leave Sen or Isao behind…"
"Mie-chan?"
"We'll tell them the truth; they won't do anything to upset Kanou-san or the police, right?"
"Maybe."
oOOo
Without any idea of how to get away, Ayase and Mie fell into a long silence, the girl leaned on Ayase's shoulder and his hand was patting Sen's hair. There was nothing left to say and strangely enough there was no sound in the basement but Sen's random moans and the dripping sound of water coming out of the tap Ayase could not fully close.
How much time has passed? Ayase could not help but wonder, when they got here it was nine o'clock and they probably spent a good hour talking to Masaki, so this should be midnight onwards. Kanou-san was probably coming home now, getting a shower and hitting the sack, he did not worry because he thought Ayase was spending a quiet night with Mie, so quiet… Ayase could hear his own mind screaming, or was it Isao-kun? Was it?
The door smashed open suddenly, and the light pouring in was blinding, two figures were drugging in a third one.
"Isao-kun!" Mie screamed.
The boy was tossed in like a sack of potatoes. He hit the cold ground at a painful angle but he did not move.
"Isao-kun!" Ayase screamed and rushed to the bleached hair boy, his fear only grew when he noticed a puddle of blood forming around him. "Isao-kun!"
"Stop screaming!" a man grabbed him by his nape as if handling a kitten. "You're next!"
Ayase almost cocked over those dreaded words, he waved his hands and twisted his small body but he could not free himself, and the man started pushing him up the stairs.
"Leave him alone, you monsters!" Mie screamed.
The goons glared at her coldly "Out of the way, filthy cunt."
"No." she stood her ground, a brave and yet stupid gesture.
"Annoying bitch!" the man growled and slapped her, and she fell over Isao and started crying.
That was the last thing Ayase saw before they closed the doors again and started pushing him through the corridors. The blond boy bit on his lips not to cry, he had some idea of what was going to happen, after seeing what happened to Sen and Isao, he knew they were up to no good.
Damn stupid men, all vulgar and violent, getting high on power, he hated them, every single one of them. Ayase had do admit he had surprised himself, he was not as afraid as he anticipated; his tears were tears of anger, not fear. On the contrary, as he was led through the corridors a stage peace of mind descended upon him. He knew that those people will probably hurt him and rape him, but he also knew they would never, no matter how hard they will try, they will never reach the core of his soul, and there for, they will never break him.
The man on the couch must have picked up on Ayase's strange courage and gave out a very pleased smirk. He was Hayate-sama, the leader of the Hana group, he was a sadist and he relished on this rare challenge.
"Welcome, Ayase-kun, how do you find my club so far?"
"I hate it."
"No need for that." Hayate commented as one of his thugs raised his hand to hit the small boy. "Leave us, all of you."
"Yes, sir."
Hayate's three subordinates left the room, and the blond boy was left alone with the leader of the gang. The man came close to Ayase, like a hyena, coming sniffing on his prey. He wore strong cologne, which was unpleasant to Ayase, and the boy wrinkled his nose as Hayate stepped closer.
"Such a cute one." Hayate smirked. "Never would have thought Kanou will take a male lover to his bed, but such a cute one…"
"I don't care." Ayase protested. "Beat me up, rape me, whatever, I don't care."
Hayate laughed at this dramatic declaration. He was nothing like Isao, Isao was a young and confused kid; this one was a grown-up cold man, his laughter sent chills down Ayase's spine.
"I'm not a rapist, thank you very much. Don't get it the wrong way, I only enjoy watching a rape. My real hobby is pain, if you want to know."
"I don't care, whatever." Ayase repeated himself.
The ringleader chuckled again. "You are a brave one, Aya-chan, but believe me… pain is like a secret mistress. You only meet it in the dark bedrooms of your mind, and unless you taste it, really taste it, you'd never know what kind of reactions it can coax out of you."
Ayase gasped, now frozen with fear, that man was nothing like any other goon he had met before, this was a coldhearted sadist, the real deal.
"So, Aya-chan, you say that you don't mind pain. Let's put it to the test, shall we?"
The blue eyes grew wide open as Hayate pulled out a knife, not some silly pocketknife but something sharp and shiny and almost as big as a sword.
"I cannot tell you how much I longed for this opportunity, to hurt Kanou-san right in the guts, and this was not an easy task, my friend, not at all, but here you are now, like a dream come true."
Ayase trembled wildly, as Hayate ran the knife over his face, it was caressing him like cold fingers and it cut his lips solely because they were quivering too much.
"Moan for me, Aya-chan, don't be shy…"
"Hayate-sama… please!" every trace of courage left Ayase and he was truly terrified. He stared at the man in front of him, and that man look at him with cold black eyes, as if he was a piece of fine meat, he was calculating, wondering were to start cutting.
"Please!" Ayase's tears mingled with his blood.
"It's nothing personal, I don't hate you, on contrary, I think you are a cute kid, but I cannot pass this opportunity to get to Kanou, thank you very much. Fine, playtime is over!" The man smirked.
Ayase felt something warm trickling down his thighs, how pitiful, he was peeing on himself. "Please!" he screamed as the knife rose up with an awful clang.
At that moment, the door opened, and Hayate stopped half way down. He was furious at the interruption, he hated when somebody broke his concentration.
"I thought I told you to fucking leave us alone!" he screamed.
Kanou-san just smirked and flicked his cigarette. "Done playing with toys, Hayate-sama? Are you up for the real thing?"
oOOo
Tbc
OooO
A/N- Next time a lemon, yeah! Also…. Isao lives or dies? Cannot make up my mind over it, what do you think? See ya!
