When It Comes Down To It- Chapter 7
Legal Drug
Author's Notes:
Warning: This one's gonna be yaoi, don't say I didn't warn you. Don't like yaoi? Tough. better not rip this story off, too… or I'll be so fucking pissed. So, rated M for sex, woo… and some dude gives Kazahaya ecstasy… not a lot, but enough, I guess. Whatever just read it.
Kazahaya walked through the automatic doors that led into the hospital. Again he was here to visit Rikuou. Each day he was getting better, and better. Kazahaya was sure he'd be released any day now. Rikuou had even gone through with, and completed his required physical therapy. That had to count for something, right? Kazahaya walked pasted the receptionist's desk when a voice called after him. "Young man?" Kazahaya turned stopped walking, turning around slowly.
"Huh?" The receptionist, of course, had called after him. She had her hand over the mouthpiece on the phone effectively shielding her voice from the person on the other line, whom she had probably time to hold on only seconds before.
On the phone again? Kazahaya though blatantly. The receptionist motioned for him to come closer to the desk so she wouldn't be shouting across the waiting room. Kazahaya sighed, moving closer to the desk. "Yeah?" He asked. The receptionist held up her hand, "Just a moment, I have a message for you."
She turned her chair back around to face the desk, continuing on with her conversation. The receptionist giggled, shuffling a few papers on her desk around… pretending to look for Kazahaya's message. She leaned over the desk to press a button the phone. "Hello?" She answered. After a few seconds she spoke again, leaning into the phone. "Mom… you know I'm at work." Kazahaya shifted from foot to foot on the other side of the desk, waiting was overrated.
"Excuse me, miss." He said a little less than polite. She turned back around, blinking at Kazahaya in confusion. "Oh!" She said, throwing her arms up in the air. "Your message… one moment please." Again, she turned back around, tossing a pen in the vicinity of some patient's folders. It bounced off the folders rolling onto the desk again.
Kazahaya's eye twitched slightly. This again? "Look." He started, "If we're going to play this game again… then I'm leaving, all right?" She ignored him, tossing some more papers around, continuing her conversation. Kazahaya grit his teeth, balling his hands into fists at his sides.
Kazahaya reached over the desk pulling her chair out from behind the desk, spinning it around not so gently… forcing her to finally face him. "Now… if you don't mind, I'd like that message… I'm not exactly in the mood for your stupid games. So, give me the damn message, or I take that phone and throw I into oncoming traffic." He slammed his fist onto the desk, making her jump a little. "Understand?" The receptionist stood up from her chair, frowning. "Sir! Please calm down."
Kazahaya growled, "Calm down? Lady, I'm sick of waiting for you! This is the second time you've pulled this."
"Sir, please… I will call security if necessary."
"Ha-ha… no need for that." A tall dark-haired man took hold of Kazahaya's arm. He smiled graciously, "We'll just be going now." And with that the man dragged a protesting Kazahaya off into some random direction. "What the hell, let go!" The man made a sharp left, ducking into one of the various staff rooms. He shoved Kazahaya down into one of the chairs at the table in the middle of the room.
"Hey! What the hell is your problem?" The man smiled, tilting his head thoughtfully to the side, "I'm terribly sorry to impose on you like that… it's just that you seemed to be having some trouble back there, she was about to call security. They have a silent alarm system. State-of-the-art I believe." Kazahaya straightened out his jacket. "Yeah, well…" He sighed, "Uhm, thanks… I guess." The man grinned, "Oh, you're quite welcome." He replied. He walked over to the soda machine located behind Kazahaya; he took out some change dropping it into the coin slot… and pressed a button on it. A loud "thunking" noise resonated in the almost silent room, as the can came down the chute… hitting the bottom of the machine.
He took the soda, tapping the top a little before opening it. Turning back around, he walked back over to the table leaning down. "Here." Kazahaya looked up, at him. "Oh." He took the soda that the man was holding. "Uh, thanks…"
The man smiled again, "You are very welcome. Now you had best take that, and be on your way. I'm sure she has begun to talk on the phone again, so getting past her won't be an issue." He pointed to the soda, "That is much better than a tranquilizer, I'm assuming."
Kazahaya blanched, "W-what?" The man laughed, "Ha-ha, I kid. Well, at any rate, get going now." Kazahaya got up, pushing back his chair. "Right." He nodded, "Thanks… for the soda." Kazahaya walked over, and pushed open the door leaving the staff room. The black-haired man crossed his arms over his chest.
"Did you do it?" A voice called from the shadows. The other man bowed his head, hair falling into his eyes. He smirked, "Why, yes… Id o believe I slipped some of it into his drink."
"Hm… did he drink any of it."
"Well… no, I don't recall… I do not believe he did take a sip at all." He leered.
"Fine… keep an eye on him."
"Yes, Kouji, sir…" He replied in a mocking tone.
Kazahaya walked down the hall, towards Rikuou's room. He had been here so many times; he could probably navigate his way down these halls with his eyes closed. He passed a few giddy nurses who blushed whispering to each other. He nodded to them in acknowledgement as he passed, which made them huddle closer together, giggling more, whispering.
Kazahaya rolled his eyes, opening the door to Rikuou's room. Rikuou had been moved to a much larger room, which overlooked on of the hospitals various gardens. The curtain was pulled around the bed, shielding who ever was in the room at that particular time. Kazahaya quietly closed the door behind him, stepping up to the curtain. "Oh, Rikuou." He called, mischievously. He quickly pulled the curtain back, "Surprise!"
Kazahaya blinked, the bed was empty and from the looks of it just made, too. "Oh…" Kazahaya placed his soda down on the table next to the bed. Did they move him again? He wondered. The door clicked open, catching Kazahaya's attention; he turned towards the door.
"Oh, I'm sorry," A nurse with long red hair stopped moving. "I didn't know anyone was in here." The nurse standing the door way bowed apologetically. "Uh, that's all right…I just came in here to see Rikuou…but he's not here anymore…so…" Kazahaya trailed off.
The nurse blinked, "You mean that young guy that was in here before?" Kazahaya nodded, "Oh! Hon… he's in the back garden… didn't you get his message?" She laughed. Kazahaya twitched, "No, I didn't…"
"Oh, I see…" She stopped laughing, clearing her throat. "Well, you'd better head on over there." She smiled, stepping into the room, aside form the door. Kazahaya brushed past her mumbling a "thanks" and just as he entered the hall an, "Oh, wait," came after him. He stopped again, getting a little annoyed. What was everyone's problem today? "Yes?" He asked.
"Here." She handed him his soda, "You forgot this."
"Oh…" He turned back around, taking the closet exit. Cool mid-day winds brushed against his face, rustling his hair as he stepped out into the daylight. He continued his was down the cement path (sidewalk), following its winding path. He noted that as he moved on, less and less people were around, but he shrugged it off. It was probably not a coincidence; this area just must not be as common as the large fountain in the center of this place.
He eventually arrived at large, metal gates. Pushing one of them open he stepped inside. The cement path had been replaced with a single gravel one, which led anyone who walked along it around the place. Flowers of different shapes, sizes, and colors covered every single inch of it. The sheer beauty of this opposite world was breathtaking. A small fountain trickled off to his left; small rose bushes surrounded it. To Kazahaya's right, was a cluster of trees, which covered a beautiful vine covered statue. The statue stood in the path of the sun, so the marble was illuminated more. He moved to step onto the path, and was standing next to a different assortment of flowers planted in the ground, along with potted plants of sorts that lined the path.
Eventually, the path led him past a fair sized sakura tree; it was in full bloom. Under it was a lone wooden bench. It looked as if it had been taken directly out of one of those cheesy, old romance movies. And on it sat Rikuou basking in the afternoon sunlight. It reflected off of him making him look ethereal. Rikuou had heard the approaching footsteps so he looked up smiling at Kazahaya. "Finally made it, huh?"
Kazahaya blinked pushing his thoughts away, "Yeah…" he took a small sip of his soda, not realizing it immediately. He looked at the can black cherry, gross, and cringed. He forced himself to swallow the soda throwing the rest away in a conveniently located recycling bin. After an uncomfortable moment of silence, Rikuou cleared his throat.
"Oh. Right." Kazahaya took a step forward before a dizzying feeling grabbed hold of him, and he reached up to cradle his now aching head. What the hell?
"Kazahaya?" Rikuou got up from his spot on the bench, "Are you all right?" He placed a hand on Kazahaya's shoulder. A jolt went through his whole body, directly from Rikuou's touch. His heart quickened, and his breath hitched. His eyes widened in realization, and he jumped back, breathing heavily. "No…. don't…" Kazahaya looked around frantically, breathing becoming more of a labor. My skin… is on fire…
"Kazahaya? What's wrong?" Rikuou started forward again, the worry evident in his voice. Kazahaya automatically took a step back, his mind was beginning to cloud over and he desperately fought it. His head was pounding; it felt as if someone was driving hot nails into his skull.
"Rikuou…" Kazahaya groaned before collapsing onto the ground in a boneless heap.
"Kazahaya!" But he could only faintly hear his name being called as his mind was consumed in darkness.
Rikuou knelt down next to Kazahaya, gently scooping him into his arm. He sighed, standing up. Once again he was going to be carrying Kazahaya home, unconscious nonetheless. Not that he minded…
He had wanted to surprise Kazahaya by telling him that he had been released from the hospital earlier today, but that didn't work out as planned. He pulled the other man closer to himself, protectively. He noted how hot Kazahaya felt and faintly wondered if he was sick. He looked fine a second ago… He walked back along the path they both had taken to get there. Exiting through the metal gates heading towards the building. The sun was beginning to set off in the distance giving way to night.
He kicked open the door leading into the hospital receiving a hostel look from a wandering patient. Rikuou glared at the man, who turned and hurried… hurriedly limped away. A passing nurse stopped, and asked if Kazahaya was all right, and/or needed medical assistance. When she went to take his pulse Rikuou stepped back, brushing past her. He didn't mean to come off as rude, but Kazahaya was his main focus now.
He went past the receptionist's desk who in turn tried to be nosey asking what happened. Which earned her a glare that could probably melt the polar ice caps. He walked out of the building taking a left on ThatWay ave. 1 heading back to the infamous Green Drugstore.
Sheets rustled in the nearly quiet room. The lights were dimmed, and the door was almost all the way closed. The coolness of the sheets moved over his overly heated skin making him groan in protest. Soft butterfly kissed were placed along the length of his chest and stomach, he moved back up to kiss the milky white skin on the others neck, darting his tongue out to taste it. Nipping at it lightly, scraping his teeth against that particular spot, leaving a trail small red makes in his wake.
The other turned his head to the side allowing him better access, "Rikuou…" he breathed, squirming underneath the taller man. Rikuou smirked; biting down receiving a delicious half moan half purr in response. Rikuou moved down Kazahaya's collarbone, and chest, towards the expanse of his stomach. Dipping his tongue into his naval, which earned him another moan, and he decided he definitely liked that noise more than the first one.
He stopped just short of Kazahaya's boxers, smirking up at him. He lightly brushed his fingers against the bulge, teasingly. "Rikuou…" Kazahaya whined.
Kazahaya's half-lidded eyes pleaded with Rikuou, causing him to grin boldly. He looked up at Kazahaya who only nodded, and Rikuou didn't hesitate to yank Kazahaya's boxers off in one swift movement. Kazahaya threw his head back when hot lips closed around him. He arched into the sensation as Rikuou took him fully into his mouth. Kazahaya reached down to tangle his fingers into the thick black locks of Rikuou's hair.
Rikuou used one arm to gently ease Kazahaya back onto the bed. He pulled back, swirling his tongue around the slit at the top of Kazahaya's length, and he moaned. Rikuou grinned, experimentally licking the tip again, receiving the same response.
"Kazahaya," Rikuou started. Kazahaya brushed his fingers against Rikuou's cheek, moving a few stray strands of hair from his eyes. "Hm?" Kazahaya directed his attention to Rikuou. Rikuou all but whispered what he was trying to say, and Kazahaya had to ask what he had said. He blinked a few times, before Rikuou finally looked up. He smirked again, attacking the other's lips.
"Mmph!" Kazahaya wrapped his arms around Rikuou bringing him closer. An annoying ticking noise in the background caught Kazahaya's attention. What the…
Kazahaya slowly opened his eyes, looking around the room. Oh… He glanced over at the clock, glaring at his source of annoyance. Too bad it couldn't melt
The door clicked open and Rikuou stepped in. Kazahaya turned his head towards the sound. "Hey… you awake?" Rikuou closed the door behind him, coming over to stand next to the bed. Kazahaya looked up at him, sitting up.
"Are you okay?" Rikuou asked.
Sitting up was definitely not the best idea, because his headache came back with more force than before. "Ah…" Kazahaya brought a hand to his head again. He felt as if he had a hangover. His senses were out of control even the littlest of things were bothering him. "Kazahaya?" Rikuou came to sit next to Kazahaya bringing a hand to his forehead, checking for a fever. This feeling… His senses flared up, and his body ached, the heat was consuming his mind and body and he had to get away from it. He tried to pull away, but there was nowhere to go. Instead, he lightly pushed Rikuou's hand away, "Don't…" What's happening to me? Rikuou frowned, "Kazahaya…" He stood up, grabbing Kazahaya by the shoulders, making him yelp in surprise.
Rikuou grabbed Kazahaya's chin, forcing him to look him in the eye. Kazahaya's eyes were beginning to glaze over with an expression Rikuou couldn't read. Kazahaya desperately closed his eyes, trying to keep a firm grip on reality. One of Rikuou's hands was still on Kazahaya's shoulders, and he couldn't help but moan leaning into the touch. He reached up, grabbing the hand, guiding it down his chest arching into it. Rikuou stepped back a bit, trying to control himself. He could just as well screw Kazahaya into the mattress, but he wasn't thinking clearly… is he? Kazahaya's eyes seemed to plead with him, and he looked away slightly.
Kazahaya pulled the covers back, letting the cool air in the room caress his skin. He got on all fours, seductively crawling over to Rikuou. He lifted his hands off the bed so that he was standing on his knees. Bringing an arm up to wrap around Rikuou's neck. He pulled Rikuou closer to himself. He locked his gaze onto Rikuou's the lust evident in his eyes. "Kaza—" any protests were effectively cut off as Kazahaya covered Rikuou's lips with his own. Rikuou's eyes widened slightly, before he let them close wrapping his arms around Kazahaya's waist.
He gasped, allowing Rikuou to slip his tongue into his mouth. Their tongue's battled for dominance till the need for air was needed. Rikuou pulled back breathing just as heavily as Kazahaya. He cocked one of his eyebrows questioningly, but decided it was probably better not to ask. He slipped his hands under Kazahaya's shirt feeling the silky smooth skin. Kazahaya moaned, pressing himself closer into Rikuou. His need was evident; straining against the fabric of his jeans, pushing into Rikuou's thigh.
Rikuou smirked, pulling Kazahaya's shirt off completely, tossing it behind him. It hit the wall with a dull thud. He pushed Kazahaya back onto the bed. Discarding his own shirt, throwing into the vicinity off the other one. Kazahaya propped himself up on his elbows watching as Rikuou got onto the bed straddling his hip. Kazahaya leaned up to kiss Rikuou who leaned down to meet him. Rikuou placed a hand on Kazahaya's chest, gently pushing him back down. He bent down to kiss the smooth skin, on Kazahaya's chest, and Kazahaya faintly remembered the dream. He arched off of the bed a little, trying to get any possible friction. Rikuou gasped, completely stopping his exploration conquest, closing his eyes trying to regain control. He was on top, dammit, and she was going to be the dominant one.
Rikuou smirked, opening his eyes. He attacked one of the dusky brown nubs on Kazahaya's chest. Kazahaya threw his head back revealing in the pleasure coursing through him. Rikuou brought his hand up giving the other one an equal amount of attention. He ran his tongue along Kazahaya's sternum. Leaving a wet trail in his wake.
He stopped when he reached Kazahaya's pants. He undid the button, slowly sliding down the zipper, stopping suddenly. Kazahaya glared down at Rikuou, groaning, he had to resist the urge to touch himself to relive some of the pressure building up. He shifted uncomfortably, "Well?" He finally asked.
"Well what?" Rikuou asked, feigning confusion.
"You know what." Kazahaya responded.
Rikuou move up to lean down next to Kazahaya's ear, darting his tongue out. "No." He whispered, voice husky. "Tell me what you want." Kazahaya shivered, his breath hitching. Rikuou ran his hand over the bulge pressing down. Kazahaya closed his eyes, moaning.
"Hm?" Rikuou moved his hand up to caress Kazahaya's chest, slowly trailing it down again. Stopping to play with the button on Kazahaya's jeans. Kazahaya tried leaning into the touch, but Rikuou moved his hand back, out of reach.
"Tell me…" he whispered again, "What you want." Rikuou put his hand back allowing Kazahaya to lean into the touch this time.
"I…" Kazahaya's breath was coming out in ragged gasps, "you, dammit." He replied at last. That was all Rikuou need to hear, he pulled Kazahaya's jeans and boxers off in one fluid movement, throwing them off the side of the bed. Kazahaya cried out when Rikuou took him into his mouth, grabbing a handful of sheets. He arched into the heat, all coherent thoughts stopping.
Rikuou worked his way down the shaft, burying his nose in the light-brown hair at the base, taking in Kazahaya's wonderful scent. He pulled back a little, using his teeth to scrape against it. Kazahaya moaned, burying his fingers into Rikuou's hair, slowly guiding him back down. Kazahaya's gasps and moans increased when Rikuou sped up his pace. And just when Kazahaya thought he was going to finally get relief, Rikuou pulled back completely. Kazahaya's eyes shot open at the sudden loss of contact. Rikuou moved up to kiss Kazahaya again, and he could taste himself on Rikuou's tongue.
The taller man broke the kiss, "I'm not done with you yet," he said mischievously. He slid off of Kazahaya quickly discarding the rest of his own clothing before returning to Kazahaya's side.
"Rikuou…" Kazahaya pleaded.
"Shh… I know." Rikuou reached over Kazahaya opening one of the nightstand drawers. He shuffled through some of the junk in there before pulling the whole thing out dumping its contents onto the floor. He reached down, picking up a small bottle. Kazahaya leered at Rikuou, "What'd you have that in there for?" Rikuou raised one of his eyebrows, giving him an obviously-you-know-the-answer look. Kazahaya shrugged, "It was worth a shot." Rikuou straddled Kazahaya's hips again, running his fingers through his hair. Rikuou flipped the lid on the bottle, squeezing a bit of the clear gel-like substance onto his fingers. He closed it, throwing it on the bed next to him.
He draped one of Kazahaya's legs over his shoulder, slipping one finger in. Kazahaya moaned under him, pushing himself into Rikuou. He slipped a second finger in, making a scissoring motion. He hit that "special" spot inside Kazahaya causing him to arch off of the bed crying out. "Rikuou…"
"Almost." He finally slipped a third finger in stretching Kazahaya a little more, Rikuou pulled back after making sure he was all set. He lightly smacked Kazahaya in the side, "Turn over." Rikuou moved off him, letting Kazahaya turn over, getting on his hands and knees. Rikuou opened the bottle again, coating himself with the cool gel, not bothering to close it he tossed it over his shoulder, in the random vicinity of everything else. He was done with it anyway, and didn't really care one way or another.
Rikuou positioned himself at Kazahaya's entrance, slowly pushing forward. The other pushed back against him taking him all the way to the hilt so quickly Rikuou gasped behind him. Rikuou pulled out, growling possessively before slamming back in. Rikuou reached forward, snaking his arm around Kazahaya's waits, pulling his own body. He was held in a vice-like grip, Rikuou's strong, sculpted arm holding him around the middle.
Kazahaya reached up to wrap one of his arms around Rikuou's neck, leaning entirely into him, the other hand coming up to be placed over the arm wrapped around him. Rikuou shuddered against him, both of them on their knees, Kazahaya practically seated fully on him. Kazahaya reached behind him cupping Rikuou's perfectly formed ass in his hands, pushing a little to encourage Rikuou to continue on.
The muscles in his hands flexed, and Rikuou pulled back the slightest bit, beginning to thrust into him. Rikuou barely slid out of him each time, pounding deeper, and deeper as if pressing into the very core of him. The tip was roughly caressing Kazahaya's prostate, filling him with a constant pleasure.
Gasping and moaning, Kazahaya rode every buck of the man behind him. He shoved himself back further, to be impaled more completely. Fingers dug into his skin caressing it, and tongue darting out to lick, and suck on the flesh of his neck. At the same time a hand came around encasing him, a sharp bit coming to his shoulder. Rikuou growled thrusting harder into Kazahaya, pulling him back against himself. Rikuou began pumping Kazahaya in time with his thrusts. It came at him so fast; Kazahaya threw his head back in a cry of pleasure, reaching his climax.
Hot liquid spurted out over Rikuou's hand, while muscles clamped down around him. He thrust hard into Kazahaya one last time before following him into blissful climax. They both collapsed onto the bed, shuddering against one another, breathing heavily, reveling in the afterglow. Rikuou reluctantly withdrew himself, lying down next to Kazahaya.
Kazahaya turned over on his back, smiling tiredly at Rikuou. In turn, Rikuou placed a chaste kiss on Kazahaya's lips. He reached down drawing the covers up over them, pulling Kazahaya close. Kazahaya snuggled into Rikuou closing his eyes, exhausted. Rikuou rested his chin on Kazahaya's head taking in the fresh…after sex scent. "Hey, Kazahaya?"
Kazahaya shifted slightly, "Hm?" He answered tiredly.
"I love you…" Rikuou stated, tightening his grip on Kazahaya a little. "Hm… love you, too…" Kazahaya trailed off, clearly asleep now. Rikuou smirked, listening to the soft, even breathing, before he let his eyes close, letting sleep overcome his tired mind.
1) How am I supposed to know what street they live on? So I made up my own street name, and hospital name… yes, lame I know. But I don't know any street names in Japan. So, Thatway ave. will have to do for now.