Your Sugar Sits Untouched

Gothic Lolita

Before the days of Dir En Grey:

"Thanks again Kaokao! It was so nice of you to let me live here with you!" Kyo said cheerfully hugging Kaoru. Kyo was a sweet kid but that hadn't stopped his parents from kicking him out of their house for failig out of middle school amd attempting to pursue a career in music. Luckily, Kyo's friend, Kaoru, took him in.

"No problem, Kyo! I'm glad to have you here." Kaoru said trying to escape Kyo's death grip hug. Kaoru wondered how people thought Kyo's handshakes were too strong; his hugs were even worse!

After a few moments of trying to escape Kaoru gave up and tried a different approach. "If you suffocate me to death you'll have nowhere to live, Kyo..."

"Oh sorry..." Kyo blushed turning to pick up another box to carry into their shared apartment.

After Kyo and Kaoru had finished settling Kyo and all his stuff in the two men sat down on the couch and rested, obviously satisfied with their hard day's work. Both men were exhausted. Well, at least Kaoru was exhausted... Kyo was an endless supply of energy.

"Hey Kaoru! Wanna go to a bar tonight?" Kyo asked grinning.

"Oh Kami-Sama I'm so tired... Do I have to?" Kaoru mumbled.

"Well I can't go alone!"

Kaoru looked at Kyo's adorable puppy dog eyes. He couldn't resist those eyes. Kyo could get Kaoru to do almost anything once he pulled out his puppy dog eyes. "Fine." Kaoru said glaring jokingly at his shorter friend.

"YAY!" Kyo clapped his hands and the tackled Kaoru with a hug. Kaoru almost regretted agreeing to it as he pried the smaller man off of him for the second time that day.

...

Later Kyo and Kaoru went out drinking. They both had fun but Kaoru drank more than Kyo did. Kyo had trouble dragging the taller man out of the bar and getting him back home. But Kyo was happy to have spent so much time with his friend.

Finally Kyo had gotten his overly drunk friend home and the man crashed on the couch. Kyo smiled and took Kaoru's shoes off for him. He would have tried to drag Kaoru to his bed instead of the couch but he knew that was too far to carry Kaoru's dead weight.

Finally Kyo went to bed for the night. He slept peacefully for a while.

...

Kyo awoke to a pair of hands touching his inner thighs. Kyo tried to wiggle away from the hands but one came crashing down on his crotch as a fist. Kyo yelped and withered in pain as the hands continued to touch him. As the pain faded Kyo became more alert of his surroundings and saw that it was Kaoru touching him. Kaoru soon began undressing Kyo.

"Stop it! Kaoru! No!" Kyo yelled. His yelling was not ignored but answered with Kaoru beating him. It felt as though the world had begun moving in slow motion as Kyo cried and begged Kaoru to stop. But Kaoru only continued to hit him. Finally Kaoru stopped beating the other and finished undressing Kyo. Kyo was naked and exposed. He whimpered under Kaoru's harsh touch. He felt so broken and alone as Kaoru violated him. But Kyo didn't give up and struggled against Kaoru until Kaoru penetrated him. In that moment he realized his friend would have his way with him no matter what he did. He was too weak to fight back.

Kaoru was the one friend Kyo had truly trusted. The one friend who had cared about him. And what Kaoru had done wasn't just a onetime drunken incident. Kaoru continued to abuse Kyo night after night. Kyo broke down. There was no escape. No one else to turn to. He was alone, broken, and abused. Over time Kyo grew to hate everything. He hated his life but he couldn't kill himself. He wasn't afraid of death but he didn't want to die just yet. The man's entire being festered with the emotional torment that Kaoru inflicted. Kyo's sweet personality grew cold and bitter. His smile faded. His positive outlook on life was gone. He saw nothing but the darkness and pain of his own mental state. Even as his hatred died away, his bitter lonliness did not.

Even though Kaoru had abused, raped, and nearly killed Kyo on several occasions Kyo could never find it in himself to hate the other man. He knew of Kaoru's dark past. He knew how Kaoru's father had mentally, emotionally, physically, and occasionally sexually abused Kaoru as a child. Kyo even felt a little bad for Kaoru for having to endure such pain so early on in life. Kaoru may have made a fuck up out of Kyo but at the very least Kyo understood why.

Kyo stood at the doorway to Kaoru's apartment. Since he'd promised to move in with Hitsugi he wanted to get his stuff back since all he really had was clothes anyway. Kyo had waited until Hitsugi had left to go grocery shopping. He knew Hitsugi wouldn't want him going to Kaoru's apartment by himself so Kyo skipped the fight with him and just waited till he left the apartment. Now Kyo stood in front of Kaoru's door reaching into his pockets searching for his key. Finally he found it and let himself in.

Once inside Kyo's eyes looked around for Kaoru. The house was dead silent. He must not be home, Kyo thought to himself. Good.

Kyo walked to the room he had shared with Kaoru. He began packing his clothes into an old bag with the Dir En Grey logo on it. His mind was so occupied that he didn't notice the door open behind him.

"Kyo." Kaoru nearly whispered as he reached a hand out and touched Kyo's hip. Kyo tensed and turned around. "Kyo what are you doing?"

TBC

Author's Note: I must give credit to DeathIsKAP for giving me the motivation to update this story. Otherwise I probably would have put it off until I had gotten a new computer in September. Anyway thank you again, DeathIsKAP! I know this chapter is short and has a cliff hanger…. But I didn't feel like writing much more after the flashback. Just wait till you read what I have planned next….