Authors Note: I apologize that it took me so long to update this. . I've been busy with some hospital stuff and real like drama crap that I really dont wanna get into. . but I do apologize for this chapter taking so long to get out. I thank everyone that's been reading my story and following along. This has been the longest fan-fiction I've actually ever wrote. I usually have a hard time completing them. So Thank you all again for taking the time to read this.
Once the police were called and they immediately came out beginning to inspect the place for any sort of clues and had taken all the required measurements they were instructed to do. They gave Takano the advice of staying away from his place for the evening at least until they were able to gather fingerprints and everything else in their investigation. Now Takano would usually not have a problem going to a hotel but because he had work the following morning he wasn't able to find a hotel at this time of night and make absolute sure it was close enough to the establishment to get all the work he needed done, that feet was proving to be much more difficult than he expected. So instead somehow, Onodera had been hoodwinked into allowing Takano to stay the night even if his place was a mess.
"Thank you Onodera." The words had slowly slipped from Takanos lips as the two were both walking on inside. The cops had allowed Takano to grab a few small things that weren't torn, stained, or ripped to shreds. He grabbed a few changes of clothing along with some files that weren't completely destroyed on the authors and his job everything else appeared to be ruined completely along with a few personal items such as; a tooth-brush, hair brush, some razors to shave.
The two had just walked into Onoderas apartment and the little brunette was busy rushing around trying to make some room in certain places. His arms were gathering piles of clothes whether they happened to be dirty or clean, along with the stacks of magazines and various books. Takano could already tell that this place needed a good old-fashioned scrubbing down. There was stuff everywhere! How on earth did Onodera live like this?
"Uh - don't worry about it Takano-san." He himself wasn't exactly sure how he was able to get roped into allowing Takano to stay in the first place. Somehow he had been pushed into allowing Takano to stay here since he did live next door. That simply meant that Takano wouldn't have to call in sick to work tomorrow and he wouldn't have to shell out the extra cash for a hotel room.
"You really live like this Onodera?"
"Hey! I happen to know exactly where everything is."
Onodera had moved into what Takano believed was the kitchen attempting to tidy the area up at least a bit. Onodera simply didn't have the time to do all this cleaning before. Takano had dropped his bag on the floor on whatever clear spot he had found. Onodera begun fussing around in the kitchen leaving Takano alone for a bit. In the mean time, he had journeyed further inside staring around searching for some place to really sit.
"You know, it might help if you actually clean. Might be able to actually sleep on your bed."
The brunette poked his head out from around the corner spotting Takano actually inside of what he was guessing was Onoderas bedroom. He saw the bed stacked with more clothes and various papers. No way! Did he really have the gall to walk inside his bedroom while he wasn't watching? Onodera immediately dropped what he was doing and rushed over pushing so that he was standing in front of Takanos vision.
"W-What are you doing? Y-You cant go in here without me!" He tried to make his voice more firm but it really wasn't working out to well.
"No wonder I continue to pick lint out of your hair."
Oh no he did not - just go there. Onodera immediately reached his hands out pushing them against his chest forcing the larger male backwards. He was trying his hardest to get the guy out of his personal area and into what he called the living room. Takano took the small hint and inched backwards one step at a time before finally bringing himself up to say something.
"I want to help you. Organize this place - make it livable."
By this time Onodera had turned around and had begun to clear the items off the couch merely pushing the stuff down onto the ground before walking towards the closet and retrieving a few blankets and two pillows before talking back.
"That's not necessary Takano-san. Here - incase you get cold during the night."
Onodera turned around making his way back to Takano and handed him the small stack of blankets and pillows. The elder man was extremely grateful taking the small stack from his hands and giving a soft bow of the head. The smaller brunette blushed a bit.
"Thank you again Ritsu."
Every time Takano said his name it brought a tremor shooting along his spine and when he reached out handing the stack over he could feel the velvet smooth touch of Takanos fingers momentarily brushing against his own. It was so sudden and unexpected that he roughly pulled his hands back as if Takanos hands were fire and he was afraid of getting burnt if he touched too close.
"U-Uh sorry. I'm gonna go - take a shower before bed."
Well that was the plan - but fate had other things in store for Onodera because as he turned to leave Onoderas foot slid against some of the papers he had pushed off of the couch and on to the floor. That simple movement caused him to literally fall forward slamming his petite figure right into Takanos own. The force caused both of them to knock over on the couch. Naturally, Onodera was laying on the top of Takanos chest both had this completely shocked expression across their faces.
"Oh my god. Sorry Takano-san."
"Your not hurt are you Onodera?"
Takano lifted his right hand upwards and pressed his palm against Onoderas cheek faintly stroking back and forth. The smaller man instantly blushed and pressing his hands down against the elder mans chest he attempted to push himself up and off Takano.
"I should move -"
However, his attempts were futile. Takano had reached his hand upwards and instantly grasp his larger palm around Onoderas wrist stopping him from moving any further. Boy, he certainly wasn't expecting that. The brunette turned his eyes towards the older men face.
"T-Takano-san let me go."
"Why? We had a nice time didn't we? Whether you want to admit it or not I know you had fun at the Swap meet today. I saw you laughing I know you had a good time."
Damn! Was he that easy to read? Once again Onodera would try pulling away from Takanos warmth but he kept his grip on Onoderas petite wrist. But just like the other time he was unable to pull to his freedom. He growled low in frustration.
"That's my point. We had such a great time lets not spoil -"
Suddenly his voice was muffled out as Takano had rolled the pair over so now Onodera was on bottom and Takanos own figure was loaming over his as those set of warm lips were sent crushing against Onoderas. His cries were muted out almost instantly but Takano took that as an open invitation. Takano shifted his hand still holding Onoderas wrist to grab the other pinning both arms well above his head. After moments of kissing Takano slowly leaned backwards wearing that confident, arrogant smirk he always seemed to put on when he was around Onodera.
"Can you feel that?" The question seemed innocent enough but Onodera immediately had returned to blushing. The way they were positioned he could feel each and every inch of Takanos taunt and perfect body against his own despite the layer of cloth and material that kept the two bodies separate. Onodera had tensed up almost instantly until he suddenly begun to feel this beating against his palm. But his pride wasn't permitting him to answer.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about." He didn't get a chance to really answer before Takano was able to reply.
"You're the only one that makes my heart beat faster and slower at the same time."
That comment completely caught the younger male off guard and Takano was able to take complete advantage once again and pushed his lips right against Onoderas own once more. But this time he was able to turn the kiss deeper and pushed his tongue into Onoderas mouth completely taking him off guard.
The panic begun to settle in on Onodera as he shifted his hands in Takanos hold trying to get his freedom but Takano just had so much power it was overwhelming. He was being taken again and like all those other times he didn't want it to happen - on the surface at least. He couldn't hide the fact that he still got butterflies when Takano kissed him and when he felt the press of his body against his own it still made his heart flutter. Oh god, he was getting wrapped up in Takano once again just like when they were in school.
Onodera felt Takano finally giving his lips a break and beginning to trail his mouth down against the long sensitive side of Onoderas neck. His tongue was tracing over where he could feel Ritsus pulse beginning to quicken as the minutes seemed to stop on the clock above his bed. Takanos free hand glided downwards beginning to unfasten one button at a time on Onoderas shirt as his lips kept his attention elsewhere. Onodera was unable to suppress the little moan that eased past his now swollen lips from the rough kiss.
"Takano-san."
At this moment Takano would have rather heard his younger lover call him by his first name but he took the moan as a sign period. His free hand had finally accomplished its goal and had finished unbuttoning all the buttons and now pealed the fabric exposing Onoderas cream-colored chest this sight could only be bested by the vision of Onodera completely naked, moaning his first name underneath his weight. That was a true sight sent from the heavens above BUT - this was a close second. He couldn't resist teasing
"Onodera - you look so adorable moaning my name."
Oh hell no! Onodera blushed a bright red turning his head towards the side and beginning to move underneath him once again. He was searching for that freedom that seemed to never come to him due to Takanos hands holding him captive.
"N-No way Takano-san. L-Let me go."
"Not a chance. I finally got you all to myself - Ritsu."
The way he said his first name brought a shiver running rampant up and down his spine. It had been so long since he had called his first name with such uncovered passion and pin-up feelings. Onodera was trying to force himself to forget, he was trying to tell himself not to fall but like before it was growing more and more difficult to stay on task.
Feeling the shiver Takano continued with his actions. His lips continued to tease a spot on Onoderas neck right in between the junction of his shoulder and neck, where he could really feel the pulse beginning to hammer. Takanos available hand slid downwards to the top of Onoderas jeans and very easily slipped the button free and pushed down the zipper with a few more swift movements from his overly talented fingers. Onodera heard the sound and instantly a gasp escaped his lips he knew it was merely a matter of moments before Takano could get what he wanted. Panic had begun to settle in now, now there really would be no turning back.
Gulp.
Takano's hand slipped down lower finally brushing against the waistband of the pants and had begun to tug them downwards inch by slow inch. Onodera had instantly took in a sharp breath holding it in and waited to feel that familiar touch of Takanos hand against his own skin but it never came.
RING RING RING
Onodera had both of his eyes squeezed so tightly shut he barely heard the phone, he thought at first it must have been an illusion his brain was playing on him hoping to give him the excuse so that he would be able to get out of this "situation". He didn't believe it.
RING RING RING
Takano heard the annoying sound that completely blocked off his advances. He knew he couldn't ask Onodera to forget the ringing and continue on with their exploring instead he would sigh in defeat completely releasing the younger co-worker underneath him except Onodera was continuing to lay there with both eyes closed. Oh brother - he doesn't realize that the phone is actually ringing. He decided to listen to the small angel on his shoulder rather than the devil and turned raising his hand and flicked Onoderas nose finally waking him up.
"If you continue to lay there with your eyes closed I'm going to take it as a sign you wanna continue. Get the phone."
Onodera blinked his eyes a few times after opening them to such a rude way. The petite male slowly leaned upwards sitting up as Takano moved rolling off Onodera completely. He sighed stabbing his fingers through the raven colored strands of hair tossing Onodera his shirt once again and then stood upwards making his way out of the bedroom wanting to catch a little air.
"Y-Yes."
The brunette male didn't take long to run into the other room grabbing the house phone that had continued to ring and ring. Finally he was able to answer it and picked up the receiver placing the sucker against his ear. In away, he was disappointed about the phone call even if he'd never verbally admit it. Takano had taken this small opportunity to grab a glass of water from the kitchen leaving Onodera in the main living room alone with the phone.
"Hello?"
"Onodera?"
A look of confusion easily settled on Onoderas face as he held the receiver in between his ear and his shoulder. He stood there completely dumb-struck. Dante? One of his manga authors? How the hell did he get this number? Onodera knew for a fact he didn't give this number out to his authors and he was fairly confident that his number wasn't listed in the phone book.
"H-how did you -?"
He wasn't even able to complete the question before Dante began to speak from the other line.
"I got worried when I couldn't reach you from your cell phone. I had to call to make sure you were all right. - Did you actually turn your phone off Onodera?"
The look on Onoderas face said it all. Takano had come walking back into the main room sipping the water from one of the few glasses Onodera had in his cabinets when he saw the horrified look across his young lovers face and he did not like it one bit.
"Onodera who is it?" Deep inside he had a small sixth sense vibe on who it had to be - Dante.
Onodera refused to answer Takano at first shaking his free hand in front of his bosses face as if silently telling him to wait and cleared his throat preparing to answer Dante on the other end. He was just attempting to muster up the best strong sounded voice tone to use.
"Dante, my phone battery ran out I had to shut my phone off. How did you get this number?"
"WAS THAT TAKANO?"
There was such rage and anger behind Dantes voice when he practically yelled at out that Takano immediately saw the affects on Onodera. The smaller male who could really take about anything had instinctively flinched.
"IS HE STAYING THERE WITH YOU?"
"Look Dante, that's really not any of your business. I'll see you tomorrow night for our meeting." Rtisu was trying to stay as professional with Dante as possible because regardless of the creepy feeling he got from the man, he was still one of the top-selling manga authors apart of their company.
"W-Wait RITSU!"
"Good night Dante."
Ritsu knew he couldn't continue to play these games back and forth and with that evening farewell being said he pressed the receiver back down onto the base. Takano didn't need to be told who that was he already knew. Immediately the editor-in-chief crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"How did he get your number? Did he say?"
Onodera was mentally exhausted and physically from everything that had happened today. The younger editor dropped down onto the couch with a such sigh and pressing his hands against the top of his head hoping to ease his tiredness but here was Takano questioning him as well.
"I don't have any idea Takano-san. I wasn't aware the company gave out home numbers."
So that was the route Dante was playing huh? Takano turned his eyes darting down towards the phone knowing very well that wasn't the way Marukawa Publishing company worked. They didn't give their manga authors editors home numbers.
"They don't."
Onodera was afraid of that. He really was hoping that Takano would state they did and apologize for the matter but he had no such luck. Dante couldn't be that bad right? Certainly he was just over worked from the recent storyboard and just had a verbal fit at the moment that truly didn't need it. Onodera was trying to convince himself to believe that lie even if down he knew it was just that.
"I'm sure it's all right. Dante is probably just overworked. I'll give him the day to cool off."
Finally Ritsu had moved from his spot turning to head back into his bedroom after trying to convince himself that the phone call was nothing and he was simply reading way too much into this whole situation. But right as he was about to hit the door he felt a warm hand suddenly reach out and snatch his wrist halting him in his place.
"Onodera be careful with that man. I - I don't trust him."
Hearing the response from Takano Onodera couldn't help but feel a bit concerned. Maybe he wasn't the only one getting this "crazy" feeling from the author. He swallowed hard attempting to push all those feelings deep down and show that he could be professional about this whole situation. Onodera knew he had to display a certain "professional" side especially since this author came straight from Yokozawa himself rather than Takano.
"You worry too much Takano-san. I'm sure that everything will be okay now let me go. I think we both need to get some much-needed sleep for work tomorrow."
Takano figured Onodera would put up this strong fight, but he'd make sure to do his research. He was going to find out exactly who this "Dante" character was and before he was able to do anything to his precious lover. Takano released Onoderas wrist letting him go, and the brunette man took that as a sign. As soon as he was free Onodera went into his bedroom calling out," Good Night Takano-san!" and slammed his bedroom door closed.
The quietness of the room was bliss to Onodera after such an eventful day. He dropped down onto the bed pressing his hands against the mattress and slipped easily out of the shirt allowing it to drop down onto the floor.
"Man, things just got a lot more interesting."
Ritsu stood to his feet walking into his closet to grab his pajamas when he passed by his full length mirror only to suddenly stop by something he saw at the corner of his eye. Wait- What was that? It wasn't what he thought it was - was it? Onodera slowly crept back around to face the mirror and saw what he had dreaded.
"Oh my god."
He plastered his figure against the mirror and there at the side of his neck was bright red and purple hickey love mark. It was circular and happened to be right where Takano had been "attacking" earlier during their little session.
"TAKANO-SAN!"
His voice was so loud it carried through the small apartment into the living room where Takano was now stretched out along the couch. He had a blanket covered up to his waist but perfectly displayed his build chest and was leaning against his forearms like a pillow behind his head. Hearing Onodera shouting his name like that brought a smirk to his lips.
"Guess he found it."
NO WAY! No Way was Onodera going to work in the morning with this sucker proudly displayed across his neck. They were already going to be gossiping when they heard that Takano was not residing with Onodera, even if it's just for a short time, it really didn't matter people still were gonna talk now This? Things just couldn't get any worse for the young Editor.
He sighed dropping down on the bed completely spacing changing into the pajamas and covered his face with one of the many pillows. No way was this happening to him? He thrashed around in the bed grasping the pillow with a tight grip. How was he going to live this down?