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Komatsu is really something, isn't he?
Someone once said…
There are crispy potato chips that taste so delicious,
it grows as leaves to a potato tree found on the highest of mountains,
where only the biggest risk takers dare climb to,
…Riskchips!
That there are bushes made of sweet and soft cotton candy,
stretching from field to field in single columned rolls,
tinting the air with its sugary aroma,
…Bushttons!
The world is in the Gourmet Age.
The age of seeking out yet-unknown tastes.
"GAHHHHHHH!"
Komatsu's eyes shot open as his own scream startled him awake. The frightened boy felt a heavy wave of unease as he removed the thick covers from his sweaty body, his small figure trembled greatly making him unsteady with panic. 'Breathe… Breathe…' His chest felt heavy and his throat was tight with an uncertain fear.
He brought a shaky hand to his face and rubbed his temples softly unable to remember what had caused him to holler so loudly. Tears had formed in his eyes and he was more than ready to start crying from the random fright.
'I feel like crap… urg…'
He blinked back a few tears before he realized the bed was a little harder than he remembered.
Gripping the sheets below him another wave of unease flutter through him as the sheets were a tad bit rougher than he had expected.
If he had remembered correctly, when he checked into the lodge when he arrived, he had blatantly jumped onto the bed and felt the sheets and covers being much more softer than what he laid in now. Yet, almost as if he left a mental note to himself, he had clearly remembered the sheets were silk and not the rough cotton or whatever he laid in now. '…This isn't my hotel bed!' Komatsu felt a surge of panic as he looked around the room frantically but unsuccessfully as he was unable to make things out through his watery vision.
'This room…? This isn't my room is it?'
The room was dark, but the color was still off from what he had remembered… or was it? It didn't help that his eyes refused to adjust and the urge to cry kept watering up his eyes blurring up his vision completely.
Closing his eyes tight, he thought hard trying to remember where he was and what he was doing earlier. 'Ahhh…. I can't remember anything!' He took a moment to catch his breath and to calm his nerves.
'What am I doing here…'
A big blurry image came to mind as he focused his thoughts on random shapes and colors, 'A animal? No… What am I doing here?... It is because of a thing? A thing? No no, something else. A person? Am I here because of a person?...' A small scene of familiarity confirmed him a 'yes' to the word 'person'.
'A person….? Who… brought me here? Or maybe I brought myself here. Aurgh, erm… Come on, think… think…' He felt an odd ping of despair as he started to get an image of a pair of eyes, 'These eyes… Urg, I can't remember a thing! Are these male eye? Male eyes… Hazel eyes… these eyes are so wild, so crazed… It kinda reminds me of Tori-… Toriko-san! It looks like Toriko-san! Come to think it, where is he? Wait, where's Tori-'
A wave of nausea flooded over him and he went pale. His breathing ceded and his head felt like it had been banged against the wall a few times as he remembered what had happened, or what he 'thought' had happened.
"No…" A few tears made their way down his face, dribbling on his shirt as he remembered the events as clear as day. Had this truly happened to him? Had his partner really done that too him?
'I need you Komatsu'
"O-ohhh god…. No no no!"
He remembered, he remembered it all too well. Komatsu remember everything as clear as day giving him the feeling that it was no lie. He immediately crawled off the bed and stumbled onto the floor, his was stomach reeling as he couldn't shake the memories from his mind, why had his partner done that to him? "No! No!" The boy got onto his feet and wiped away his continuous tears as he made his way towards the doors to leave, 'I gotta get out of here! Toriko-san. Toriko-san, he's a m-monster! I gott-'
The door slammed opened before he could even touched the knob, "Oi, Komatsu! What are you doing here?! You should be in bed! Are you okay? I heard your scream from down the hall, are you alright?!"
There he was.
The monster.
"Aye… are you okay? Komatsu? Why are you crying?!"
The Chef had froze, but he quickly came to his senses when Toriko took a step towards him.
"…stay away from me…"
"What? Komatsu, what's wrong? Oi, tell me what's wrong! Tell me what-"
'Tell me who I am boy!'
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Komatsu stumbled backwards as he moved away from Toriko. His eyes were wide with fright as his partner stared down at him with a mildly concerned expression.
"Stay away!" He tripped and fell onto his bottom but continued to scoot away from the man.
'Who am I boy?!' Toriko's distorted voice rang though his head as clear as day, making him tremble to the core.
"Komatsu it's me!" The Bishokuya took a few slow steps towards him, arms loosely positioned in front of his chest gesturing that he meant no harm.
'You don't know me at all'
"S-S-tay away from me monster!"
"Monster? Hey hey, clam down. What's gotten in to you? It's me…! It's Toriko!"
"YOUR NOT TORIKO! M-monster! You're not T-t-t-tori- MONSTER!" Komatsu had scooted all the way back against the wall, shaking like a madman as his arms wrapped around his chest protectively.
Toriko had abused him.
His partner had used him.
…and tried to kill him!
Toriko reached out to touch the boy but was given a fierce slap to the hand. The Bishokuya stared down at his partner now truly concerned about his behavior. He squatted down in front of the Chef and spoke slowly,
"Komatsu, you have to tell me what's wrong. You had a little accident but… You're crying and scared out of your mind and I need to know what's wrong. And who's this monster? What's that all about? I'm your partner, and I need you to…"
'Komatsu, I need you… '
The Chef's whimpered as Toriko spoke to him, he watched the man's lips move but failed to hear his words. His mind was spinning and his ears were ringing as an echo of unwanted phrases began run though in his head,
'I need you…'
'You need to take my seeds Komatsu'
"-want to be with. So don't be scared, you're my partner and I'll be there for you no matter what. Okay? Every single day…"
'Hahhhhh, I'm going to have to fuck you like this every single day'
"NOOOOO!" Komatsu swung at Toriko's face creating a loud crack as his hand just punched a man whose body was as hard as concrete; despite having a low tolerance to pain, the frightened boy continued to swing at his partner, unware that the bones in his hands were probably getting shattered in the process.
'Every single day, Komatsu, hahhhhhh, I'm going to need to do this to you'
"YOU'RE NOT GOING TO HURT ME ANYMORE!"
"OI! Stop hitting me! Komatsu! Stop and clam down!"
The Chef made no effort to stop his attack. He pounded away on Toriko's face, causing only damage to himself as his hands turned red and swollen. He wasn't going to let Toriko have his way with him again, his heart couldn't handle the betrayal from his partner again.
"YOU'RE A MONSTER!"
"No, Komatsu… no, I'm Toriko."
"You're n-not Toriko...M-m-onster…!"
"I'm your partner!" The Bishokuya caught both of his hands and forced them away from the boy and his face. Both arms were stretched out to the side leaving the Chef to wiggle and trash his body in protest.
"I DON'T WANT THIS! LET ME GO!"
"If you relaxed I would let you go!"
"HELP!"
Komatsu screamed like he had never screamed before. His cry for help had caused the man's hold on him to loosen, allowing him to pull away and instinctively cover himself. He brought his knees up towards his chest and buried his face into his knees as he placed his arms over his head, protecting himself cautiously. His sobs were harder than before, but his trembling had died down some.
"D-d-don't hurt me…"
Toriko was shocked. He stared at the cowering boy, unable to understand what had made him react so badly towards him.
'Don't hurt you? Komatsu what the hell has gotten into you?... I should of waited right here for him to wake up! What in the world happened to him? Did someone threaten him? Did someone enter?!' A quick glance around the room, but nothing felt different expect for the stench of fear and sweat from Komatsu.
'I don't sense anything… but something's wrong. He must of really hit his head hard from the fall' He sat down in front of the boy and remained quiet as he listened to the disheartening sobs from his partner.
A few minutes went by and the Chef peeked his head up. His eyes were swollen and completely bloodshot showing only a fraction of his distress to the man sitting in front of him.
'He hasn't done anything… He's not hurting me…'
With a face also covered in snot and tears, he brought a shaky hand down from his head and wiped his face into his biceps. Had he made a mistake? Was this the real Toriko? What happened to the craze? Where was the lust? The Chef stared down at the floor sadly as he sniffled loudly.
'What if… what if I was wrong… But- oh god, what if this is just a game? A sick joke? Toriko never done things to me like that before, w-what's wrong with him? What did I do wrong? ' His thoughts caused his stomach to churn as he considered anything was a possibility, meaning things could go bad at any moment. Given his state of mind, it was only natural he believed things would escalate again, quickly going from quite to bad making his partner rape him and use him for self pleasurement.
It was a truly heart-breaking site for the Heavenly King.
He had never seen his partner in such distress like this, especially when it was directed towards him. It had originally sparked a flame of anger within him, making him furious at whatever the problem was, but after hearing his cry of help, -all feelings of anger disappeared and the need to comfort his partner became overwhelmingly present.
If Toriko didn't know any better he would of immediately used a knocking on the boy, hoping that it would keep the boy from moving away or attacking him, but hearing Komatsu call him a 'monster', it had been apparent that it was 'him' who was actually scaring the Chef; he was glad he didn't end up paralyzing the boy -provoking him any further into panic.
"…I had a feeling it was you two putting out the negative ambiances. Care to share what's wrong?"
A familiar voice spoke from the entranceway sparked Toriko's attention immediately. He looked over his should too see Heavenly King Coco leaning against the doorway casually, arms neatly crossed against his chest with gentle eyes focused on the little Chef in front of him. Komatsu failed to notice Coco's words or presence as he continued to stare down at the floor.
"Did they send you up here to check on the ruckus?" Toriko asked curiously as he shifted his body around towards Coco.
"Yes… the nurses and other staff members were concerned about a 'monster' and a Chef's wellbeing; they sent me up here make sure everything was alright. Though, from the looks of it, it looks like our little Chef is-"
'Little Chef, hahhhhhh, you don't know me at allllllll'
"G-g-go away…" The boy returned to his protective position, face buried in his knees with his hands covering his head; soft whimpers were heard as the room became silent.
"Komatsu?..." The Gentlemanly king arched a brow as he questioned the boy perceptually, he opened his mouth to speak but was silenced by Toriko.
"Oi, Coco… head out and wait for me in the hall. I'll speak to you in a minute"
Coco glazed at the Chef and then looked at Toriko giving him a slight nod. The man unfolded his arms and turned out the doorway.
The Charismatic King closed his eyes and then inhaled softly, the air still reek of fear and he came to a subtle conclusion his presence was probably keeping it that way. Toriko stood up and swiftly made his way towards the door, he took a final glance at Komatsu and scrunched his brows together, 'I'm a monster, eh? He better explain this to me when he calms down.'
The door closed softly and Komatsu remained in his protective position for ten whole minutes after the two Kings had left.
"Ahhh…" His arm had become sore from holding his shielding position over his head for so long. A bit of tension left his body as the room was notably empty, quite, and dark once again.
Bring his arms lazily down to his sides, he winced as there was a steady throbbing pain growing in his hands. 'Ouch….' What was that pain? Had he been injured this whole time? 'M-my h-h-hands…!' A failure to flex his fingers caused him to panic once again. 'What's wrong with my hands?!' A shocking pain shot up his arm as he attempted to move his wrists.
"Aurghhhh! My hands…. My hands!" The pain in his arms were more than he could tolerance, but the thought of his hands being damaged hurt him inside even more. His life's duty was to be a Chef, and without his hands, well, he was nothing.
The door clicked open and a small light creaked into the room, the door opened wider till it fully swung open. An unfamiliar voice spoke up and questioned him softly,
"…Sir? We've been notified that you need to be treated, please try to remain calm as we enter the room"
Komatsu tensed and looked up at the young nurse standing at the doorway. 'A Nurse? What's a nurse doing here?'
Unsure of what to say he simply nodded his head and the nurse entered the room bringing a cart full of medical supplies along with her. She gestured back at other nurses who were apparently waiting patiently outside of the room. One male nurse flicked on the light switch and the room lit up showing the contents of where he stayed.
He took a moment to realize that he was confused. He was really really confused. Was this a hospital room? He was staying at a hospital? 'What happened…? I got injured so badly that I had to stay at a Hospital? Wait, did… did Toriko hurt me… then brought me here?! What is going on? This doesn't make any sense…'
"Komatsu Chef, how does your head feel?" One of the nurses who was preparing a few rolls of medical gauze glanced down at his hands and then nonchalantly murmured something to another nurse, the other nurse paused and looked at his hands then up at his forehead before grabbing more supplies within the cart; Komatsu now felt an odd concern about his head.
'My head? Is there something wrong with my head? What happened to my head?...'
"Komatsu chef? How does your head feel? Do you have any pains?" The nurse asked again this time more firmly, no longer using a soft undertone in her voice.
Komatsu grimaced as he watched the nurses prepare their supplies, his voice came out croaky ask he answered her question,
"I have headache… I-um, also feel a bit nauseous. Actually, I feel really really nauseous… and my hands hurt, they hurt so much, but… but-!" The Chef paused as the nurses all looked at him, "What happened to me? Why am I here? I mean… I know why, but I really don't understand why he would bring me here, I mean, my partner, he-… Ahhhh, T-toriko-san...Toriko- that monster- he- "
"He brought you here after you bumped your head against a door, Komatsu"
"…C-coco-san?"
"You bumped your head and then collapsed"
Coco again stood outside the door watching Komatsu's mouth hang open with disbelief. The boy eventually shook his head and bit down on his bottom lip, 'I bumped my head? I 'simply' bumped my head?' He opened his mouth to yell but no words came out as he tried to remember if he actually did bump his head or not. He begun to tremble as all he could remember was traumatizing event of Toriko abusing him.
"Coco-san? I bumped my head? I didn't bump my head! No… I- No! Toriko… h-he… h-eee… raped me!" The word 'rape' created a bitter taste in his mouth as he stared at the Gentlemanly King with fearful eyes, it did not feel good telling a man his childhood friend raped him.
Coco arched an eyebrow and the nurses around him remained silent refusing speak as they continued to prepare their supplies. "He hurt me and then… he used me Coco-san! I don't know why, and I don't under it, but he hurt me! He hurt me!" The Chef truly believe it had happened. It had been so realistic, so well invented in his memories, that he could remember the pain… he could practically feel the pain!
Wait.
The pain?
'Practically' feel the pain?
He could remember the pain… but where was the pain?
Komatsu was confused and his stomach was churning as he mentally felt himself. There was no pain. '…I… don't… feel… anything…' There wasn't an ounce of pain coming from his rear and Toriko had surely ripped him a new one when the big man rode him.
Waves of confusion were drowning him as he turned his head side to side feeling out his neck.
"There's no pain…"
Toriko had also choked him hadn't he? He remembered it so clearly! Why wasn't there any pain anywhere? What was going on? His hands were aching and his head was beginning to throb but where was the sensual pain from Toriko? What happened?
"He did...! I remember it! Toriko-san, he-e used me… He did…! He did…"
Coco walked into the room arms crossed as he approached the bed, the nurses adjusted around the King allowing him to seat himself on the edge of the bed. Komatsu felt his face heat up as Coco gestured towards him to come sit on the bed.
'He did… I swear he did, but why doesn't it hurt?!' Komatsu's legs trembled as he stood up slowly, he took hesitant steps towards the bed.
'… I'm not crazy. He did! He did! I remember it clearly! I didn't just bump my head against some door…!' The male nurse helped him onto the bed, then placed a wet cloth onto one of his tattered hands. He winced at the cold sensation meeting his heated warm flesh.
"Komatsu… I'm going to leave the room now. A doctor will come in to examine you, so I'll return in a bit"
"Coco-san! But what about Toriko-san he…"
The Poisonous King placed a hand on his thigh and shook his head, "The doctor will be coming in soon, it would be best to explain to him what you thought had happened"
'what you thought had happened' ?
"What do you mean 'what you thought had happened'? I know exactly what happened! Toriko-san attacked me! He raped me and tried to kill me! He hurt me! He's… a monster!"
Coco only stared at the Chef with the same concerned expression Toriko had given him earlier.
"Coco-san?..."
The Gentlemanly King spoke in a soft voice as he stood up and walked towards the door, "I'll be making my leave now Komatsu, I'll return afterwards."
Komatsu felt a swell of anger rise in him. He had been confused and dazzled by odd events all day and now everything was turning completely upside down! Ever since he arrived in Life, things had been different/awkward for him. Tears swelled in his eyes as he thought about Toriko.
His partner raped had him, but not only did he rape him, he had hit him and choked him… and almost killed him! A person he considered as a best friend, someone he'd give up his life for, had tried to hurt him.
The Chef watched Coco leave the room and couldn't help but grit his teeth, 'it would be best to explain to him what you thought had happened'.
"I know exactly what happened!" The Chef yelled as Coco was no longer in the room.
Coco's smooth and taunt demeanor had aggravated him and it was clearly obvious that the Gentlemanly King didn't believe him. 'I remember exactly what happened! How can I not?... It's all so clear, I remember it so well. But he said I bumped my head? Wha…?' A lie. It was probably a lie.
'I did not bump my head…' He sighed. 'Coco must think I'm crazy…' Though, if everyone believed he bumped his head and with him now saying that his friend, his partner, -the most Alluring Heavenly king, had rape him; of course it would sound unbelievable!
'Of course, he thinks I'm crazy now…'
…and that expression they had both given him… that concerned look. What could be possibly worse than that?
Komatsu could only mope in his thoughts as the nurses fritted around him. 'I hope the doctor comes in soon…'
One floor down residing in an empty hall way, the two Heavenly King's stood across from each other both tense with frustration and mild concern as they spoke of Komatsu. All citizens residing within that same hospital floor fled to their rooms and avoided the hall as their intimidating aura flowed heavily around them.
"Of course I don't believe him! But, I can't say I don't want to believe him! You heard him when I went back in there, -for him to say such a thing like that… That young Chef isn't one to joke and you can't deny that either. What did you two do exactly earlier? Is there absolutely anything you didn't tell me?" Coco's arms were tightly braced against his chest as he leaned again the wall, his eyes were full of spite as he scanned Toriko up and down.
"Oi oi, he just bumped his damn head against the door! ….And that's all there is to it, that's that! Stop looking at me like that" Toriko's face scrunched together making a displeased expression as Coco eyed him, the disgruntled look was starting to irate him. "-and really? Abuse? Rape? He's my partner, MY kombi partner! I'm not like friggin Zebra! …I can control my urges!"
"I'm well aware of that Toriko… and don't speak about Zebra like that, he can probably heard us right now." The Gentlemanly king frowned as he imaged how cocky Zebra probably thought they were being right now if the man was listening in on them. He shook his head and gave Toriko a scowl taking note the other king had traces of a dark essence floating around him.
"Stop making that face! And hell to Zebra! That ass is always picking a fight… stubborn… brute… dickhead…" Toriko mumbled to himself ignoring Coco's palpable stare for a few seconds before he spoke up again, "…Komatsu obviously has a concussion or something cus' if you really had any doubts about me, I bet this building wouldn't even be standing here, now would it?"
"…You assumed correct, though, you should know me well enough to know I my vision never lies" The bit of tension they had in the hall rose greatly and the two men locked eyes, one pair glaring while the other pair gleaming with a bit of concern.
"Coco… I said I didn't, okay? I don't think I could bring myself to do any kind of arm on him. Back when I asked him to be my partner, I told myself I would always protect him, and I still am. I couldn't bring myself to do that to him. I just couldn't… and even if I wanted too, I'd- no, I just couldn't"
"I know this very well, but my eyes are showing me something else, you're feeling a bit guilty aren't you? I can see a few murky magnetic wave radiating off of you, you're not lying about anything, but you surely haven't told me everything have you?"
Toriko sighed knowing that out of all the Heavenly Kings, Coco was the most prospective of them all. "Of course I haven't. Ehhh, I can't ever keep anything from you, can I? But, I suppose I'd have to share this with you anyway…"
An hour went by and Toriko explained majority of the events that had happened since their arrival to Life two days ago. From checking into their lodge, to the shark Onsen, to a bit of food, and even Komatsu's sensual escape with his back yesterday morning, they spoke of everything and anything that happened since arriving.
Now in the mist of conversation, they spoke of the last few events before Komatsu's arrival to the hospital. Sharing the details of his most intimate moments that happened in the Fragrance bar, the two had become fully relaxed as they casually spoke to each other.
"You better believe it Coco, he literally engulfed the room with his smell, it was so thick I could practically taste it in the air."
"No I believe you, Komatsu does seem like the type to react to even the smallest doses of pheromones, but given the unusual super sense of smell you have with your nose… I can only imagine how that must of felt like being near him."
"Yeah, his smell and the fragrances were a pretty powerful combination, I don't think I'll be using them again considering that I almost did give it to hi-"
Coco shot him a concerned look, cocking a questioning eyebrow.
"…but, I didn't! But I was so close too… really close too. Man, this fragrance is a heavy duty aphrodisiac!" Toriko gave his pocket light pat where the bottle was placed. "Though…I'll have to return it to the woman who gave it to me. It'd be a hassle if I accidently released the fragrance somewhere public"
"You keep that bottle in your pocket?"
"Yeah- wanna smell it?"
The Raven haired man smiled and shook his head, "No thanks, I'd rather not become a horny monster"
"Oi, I never did anything to him! All I did was massage him! That bump on his head really did him in cus' I sure as hell would never hurt him… he's a good partner" Toriko gave Coco a sloopy grin, "Besides… if I had to hurt him I'd be consensual hurting, and the good kind to… you know the kind where he'll be screaming out my name lovingly"
Coco shook his this time with a faint shade of pink tinting his cheeks, "Alright alright, but you should really return that bottle. I have the feeling you'll end up causing a problem if you don't… I really would like to enjoy my little stay here in peace and not have to come spray you my poison later on"
"I gotcha." Toriko gave a light hearted laugh then looked out the window besides him. A weary expression condemned his face as he spoke softly, "A monster, eh?... I don't think I've ever seen Komatsu like that. I can't remember a single moment he's ever been shook up to that extent."
"Yes, his electromagnetic waves were going hay wire with fear when I entered the room, and you gave off a strong atmosphere of confusion, I had a bad feeling when they asked me to check you both out, but…" Coco gave him a light smile, "-neither of you seemed to really exert any type of threating signals to one another."
Toriko looked away from his view and gave the other King a saddened expression, "He called me a 'monster' and told me I wasn't going to hurt him anymore, Coco. He thought I was going to hurt him. I always protect him, and he thought I was going to hurt him bad."
The Gentlemanly King moved from his position against the wall and sat himself on the window ledge besides Toriko, "He bumped his head, didn't he? A slight concussion along with the stress from earlier probably scared him and maybe… he had a bad dream. The fragrances you both picked out probably had a side effect or two and it gave him a realistic nightmare or hallucination. You know Komatsu wouldn't ever say those things to you unless he had been strongly influenced to believe so. You know… that Chef is very pure hearted."
A wave of comfort settled within him as Coco gave him another light smile. Toriko couldn't help but smile along with him as his friend was probably right, 'A few side effects from the fragrances… and the sudden shock of becoming aroused in my presents probably did a number on him. It makes sense, but I should make sure'
"You're probably right Coco"
"But what happened after that? After the Fragrance bar, did you guys head out?"
He stretched his arms out and inhaled deeply, "Ahhhhhhh, we stopped by an Okonomiyaki shop and had a few rounds of that, and then… you know the deal, he bumped his head against a door on the way out. Everyone in the restaurant was gawking at him when it happened… I swear if I have to start protecting him from doors now, I'm going to have to make him get a lot stronger."
Toriko sighed and glanced back out the window, "I'm gonna head over to the Fragrance bar and go find check out if there are any side effects from inhaling these scents, can you go over to Komatsu and make sure he's calmed down? The doctor should be done talking to him right?"
"Yes, and you don't need to ask, I was going to head up there again before returning to my bath with Sunny if he's still there"
'Bath with… Sunny? Did I hear that right?'
"Did you say with Sunny? You came here with Sunny?" Toriko crinkled his nose as he imagined the two happily sharing the same bath together.
"No, but we happened to enter the same Onsen at the same time. I told him he could have it to himself, but then he accused me of hinting to him that I was calling him unattractive or what not for not wanting to bath with him. The guy can be a real chick sometimes" Both King's laughed and shook their heads.
Toriko spoke up feeling a bit relieved, "Sounds like Sunny to me, well I'm going to head out, don't tell Komatsu where I'm going, he's probably weary of me regardless of what happened"
"Alright, I'll probably see you around later on"
"Yeah"
Coco removed himself from the window ledge and look out the window, "Sunny's gonna die of laughter when he hears this"
"DON'T TELL THAT RAINBOW PRISS!"
The blue hair Bishokuya made his way down the hall vanishing around the corner mumbling. Coco could only smile as he noted Toriko's murky aura had faded away.
'Toriko-san…'
The Chef snuck past the Hospital's Check-In counter and made a dash for the exit, those who were onlookers made no effort to stop him as he was unware he was about to be immobile.
A strong presence caused him to stop dead in his tracks.
'Who?'
He was no stranger to the intense atmosphere of a fearful intimidation.
A tingle shot through his spine as he felt a sudden hand tap his shoulders, "Komatsu, what are you doing down here?"
'Coco!'
A sense of relieve flowed through him but not entirely as he needed to leave, "Ahhhh, Coco-san I have to talk to Toriko-san! I… I made a mistake!" The Chef turned around quickly giving the Heavenly King his most determined face. "I have to go see him and apologize, he doesn't deserve the words I told him earlier… I was so wrong!"
The Chef braced himself and thought about attempting another dash towards the exist, 'I said so many mean things to him… I gotta go'. He turned his head towards the door giving it a glance for any nurses or pesky security. Twirling his body around to run, he made a dash for it, "Sorry, Coco, I gotta-"
"Hmp."
Coco grabbed him by the back of the arm holding him still, "Ouch… let go! I have to go talk to him!" Komatsu attempted to yank himself free, but the tension caused him pain in his hand.
The Heavenly King smiled and placed his other hand on Komatsu's head, "Komatsu, your hands are injured, you should stay here till the doctor deems you strong enough to use your hands again."
"Coco, I know, but I called Toriko-san all those horrible names, and I hit him… I actually hit him! That's why my hands are like this… I deserve it!"
A chill ran down his spine again, 'Coco?...'
If possible, Coco showed a slight bit of hostility as his grip on the boy's arm tighten, "You're going to damage your hands more than they already are"
'He's just worried about me…'
"I'll be okay! I can cook with my feet if anything! Kinda like Hiru Gosan, The Master Chef of Lunch time Bentos*!" He paused and then gave the man a weary smile, "Coco, I have to speak with Toriko, please let me go"
"You don't even know where he is"
"I'll find him, he's my partner… were kinda connected in an odd way, I'll find him"
Coco sighed, "Don't hurt yourself any more than you already have… and have him bring you back here afterwards"
Komatsu smiled as Coco released his arms, "Hai Coco-san! I'll be back- I'll come back with Toriko-san!"
Making a dash out the hospital, Komatsu looked down at his hands and murmured to himself, 'My hands will be fine…' His set course was to the ridiculously tall-sky scraper of a building, or what we all know it as, the town's Fragrance Bar.
Running in the direction of the tall building, Komatsu winced in discomfort as the Pain meds the Doctor had given him earlier was starting to wear lose in his system. Despite finding out he had only bruised his hands, his ecstatic nerves were making the pain a tad-bit more unbearable than what a normal bruise should feel like. He slowed down his pace and eventually stopped completely to catch his breath, 'need…air…', bringing his tender hands up to his face he thought about the Doctor who spoke to him earlier.
'Komatsu Chef, I'm sorry to tell you this, but your memories of this 'rape' you keep mentioning is a likely cause from your concussion. You have no external or internal signs of forced penetration nor' do you exhibit signs of any abuse on your body. The only injury you suffer from are the ones you caused from hitting your head and punching your friend. It is a common result after having a long day or a strenuous mind prior to the accident."
"…"
"You described the events as realistic, sol, to put you at ease, besides your concussion we also found heavy traces of microcrystalline cellulose, anhydrous dibasic calcium phosphate, magnesium stearate, hypromellose, and triacetin* in your system. That is an odd mixture of Chemicals, but if one is exposed to that many Chemicals, hallucinations or night-terrors are evidently possibly. You said visited the Fragrance bar, yes?'
Komatsu's face flushed slightly as he remembered the awkward explanation he told the Doctor about his visit to the Fragrance bar, he shared every single detail from the moment they entered the building till the moment they left the building; not even skipping the embarrassing wet-dream he had. Luckily, the Doctor had been very understanding and simply made another confirmation that his wet-dream had been a huge contribute to frightening nightmare. The doctor had also told him something especial about everything that had happened.
"Both of your friends, the Heavenly King's, were quite concentered about you; especially the one that brought you in, though it's common for an significant other to want their partner to be tended to, threatening the staff to place you under care is whole another thing. The fellow nearly exploded! But he settled down immediately, he really was concerned for you Chef"
The Chef looked at the distant building and inhaled a large amount of air readying himself for another dash. Though he had heard the Doctor say, 'significant other' he was too rattled to realize it due to him being more heartbroken at how he had reacted to Toriko earlier.
'S-S-tay away from me monster!'
'YOUR NOT TORIKO! M-monster! You're not T-t-t-tori- MONSTER!'
He continued his sprint to the building wanting to apologize more than ever to the bigger man.
Following the blonde receptionist* to a backroom, Toriko wrinkled his nose from the tangy, but musky spell that seeped through from underneath the woman's skirt. He was well aware that she was in heat, and the smell of a aroused woman was not appealing to him, -but he needed a bit of information on the side effects to the Fragrances they used earlier; and if it meant anything, he owed her for promising the woman her own personal favor if she gave him the No Restriction's Fragrance.
Coming to a stop the woman sat down on a low seated couch and spread her legs widely not having an ounce of shame as she displayed her soiled wet panties. She eyed him thoroughly before speaking to him in a seductive slur,
"Now… tell me Mr. Heavenly King, what do you need to know about 'No Restrictions', mhm?" She placed a hand down on her inner thigh, fingers creeping close to her crotch.
"…Is there any side effect's I should know about after inhaling it?" Toriko paid no attention to her seductive methods, he was more off put by her whole charade given that the smell of her crotch was extremely pungent to his sensitive nose.
"Oh?" As if she expected that question she stretched her legs out wider.
'Look's like it can't be avoided'
He sat down next to her and placed a hand on her thigh, 'I'll have to bear though it for Komatsu's sake.'
"Side effects… mhm… like the one you're giving me now?" She fingers finally touched her wet stained panties and brought the tainted fingers to his face, "This side effect, Toriko?"
Toriko held his breath and spoke a huff of words as she rubbed her wet fingers together in front of his face, "Yes, but besides that one ma'am..?."
The woman pouted and licked her fingers, "Call me Yuri!" She moved herself onto Toriko's leg, her thighs straddling his thick muscular leg. She purposefully forced her weight down on his leg so she could press her wet crotch against his thigh.
Toriko felt a slight bit annoyed as she failed to answer him. He decided to play along with the woman not wanting to aggravate her or bear with the smell any longer.
He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her body in towards him taking a mouth full of neck her, nibbling and sucking her gently. Her unbearable arousal smell grew stronger in the room, so he stopped and whispered demandingly into her ear, "…Tell me what the other side effects are Yuri"
"Ahhhhhh… by itself it doesn't have much of a side effect besides making you horny or feeling hot, but…" She moved away and looked at him with an over dramatically pouty face, "Ohhh Toriko please touch me"
'This woman…'
Truly annoyed at this point, Toriko wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him again, he tucked her blonde locks behind her ear and proceeded to nibbled and lick her earlobe.
The woman let out soft moans and pants as she enjoyed the man ravishing her ear, she rubbed her crotched against his hard thigh for friction. Eventually she tried to reach out for his clothed cock with a sly hand.
The Heavenly King grabbed her arm and moved it away from his private area not wanting the smell of her crotch on his own, he began bouncing his leg lightly letting the woman ride his thigh in what seemed like complete bliss to her.
"…If… you mix fragrances together for a long period of time… Ahhhhh…! It c-can cause odd hallucinations de-eepending on the scents. Ohhhh Torikoooo!"
'…Coco was right.'
For her help, Toriko brought a hand down between her legs and brushed his thumb over her hardened covered clit. Yuri easily went over the edge and buckled against his sturdy thigh climaxing to oblivion.
"Ahhhhhhh, yesssssss!"
The Heavenly King was more than disgusted, but was thankful on what he learnt from her. Despite having to endure being in such a smelly room, he felt more at ease knowing that the fragrances were more to blame than anything.
Yuri removed herself off his thigh and straightened out her skirt, she smiled brightly at him giving a slight reminder of another female who would probably kill her if she saw what they just did.
'Heh. Rin would flip if she saw this…'
She spoke in her professional tone clearly reverting back to her business demeanor, "So Sir, is there anything else you need to know? Or did you want more of the Fragrance?"
"No, I'm actually going to return this bottle to you." He reached into his pocket and grabbed the pretty bottle, "…I don't need an aphrodisiac to get what I need"
The woman blushed and then coughed softly, "Yes... that is true Sir." She turned around and walked towards the hall they came from, she bent over and picked up small bag. "Toss it in here Sir"
Toriko tossed the bottle but instantly regretted it as a familiar voice shouted from down the hall, the woman whipped her head around not paying attention to the bottle in the air, letting it shattered onto the floor.
"TORIKO-SAN? Are you in here?"
'KOMATSU!'
Yuri and Toriko both covered their noses instantly unable to answer the poor boy. The fragrance had now been released into the air and Komatsu couldn't be more unfortunate.
"Toriko-san?"
The Chef walked into the backroom and looked down at the broken glass unsure how to mentally process it, he looked up at Toriko not taking the hint that that shatter bottle may be a toxic scent. The Chef began to speak apologetically,
"Toriko-san… I'm so sorry! I didn't mean any of it! All those terrible things I said… All those names I called you, you're not a monster… I'm just stupid! Stupid… stupid!"
Toriko stared at the boy with major concern.
He was aware of the words the Chef spoke, but the fact that the poor boy was inhaling a massive of sexual stimulants unknowingly... He shot a glance at Yuri who managed to remove her blouse and wrap it around her face. Her voice slightly muffled, she spoke with mild concern as her attention was focused on Komatsu,
"We need to leave this room immediately or... well, you'll find out soon enough"
Thank you for reading loves!
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Hiru Gosan, The Master Chef of Lunch time Bentos- A famous Chef who cooked with his feet. (Referred to in Chapter one)
Microcrystalline cellulose, anhydrous dibasic calcium phosphate, magnesium stearate, hypromellose, and triacetin - Chemicals that are found in Viagra and hallucinogen's drugs.
Yuri- The receptionist who supplied them with fragrances. (Referred to in Chapter two)