OOC: Hey everyone ^^ It's been a while huh? Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. No, I have not forgotten this story just been way too busy with personal life but I was finally able to type out this chapter. It does have a lemon in it so I hope that kind of makes up for it. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy it. I checked the grammar on this site and it said no errors _ soo if anyone notices anything I blame the site ahead of time xD but anyways Enjoy! and don't forget to R&R!
Takano needed a break. He needed the chance to get some fresh air in order to come down before he did something he might regret. Takano was standing outside drawling in a deep breath resisting the urge to just search out Dante and beat the man to a pulp. After having taken the break that he needed, the Editor-In-Chief made his way back up to his office deciding to at least offer Onodera his help if it was needed. He wasn't about to leave his editor without some assistance when it was needed. Damn, he was really in a pickle how was he going to protect Onodera from Dante? Could the man really have changed that quickly? All these thoughts ran rampant through his head as he pressed the button in the elevator heading towards his office space.
Kisa was the first to notice that their boss had returned and leaned back in his chair enough to glance those eyes towards his face. He was pressing the phone receiver against his ear at the same time trying to search through the various files for the right paper so that he'd be able to discuss the work needed with his author.
Takano stepped towards the desks and looked around, his eyes didn't spot Onodera anywhere. Did he go to the restroom? He wouldn't just take off towards Dante's place without saying a word to him would he? Takano had to ask.
"Kisa-san, where did Onodera go?"
The older editor was continuing to hold a small conversation with his author after finally finding the page that he needed. That was when he overheard the question and pressed the phone down against his chest. He knew it had to be serious especially by the stern tone in his bosses voice.
"Oh, Takano-san - Ricchan, he went off to meet with this authors."
"Damn."
Kisa noted the upset expression across Takanos face but there really wasn't anything he was able to do. He was stuck, he knew he could easily get Dante's address from the company computer but he wasn't allowed to go anywhere near the man. This was going to be hard. He just prayed that Ritsu would be okay.
"You can do this - You can beat Dante-kun, Ritsu."
After taking what seemed like short journey through the subway station and on one of the various steel cars he had arrived at Dante's residents but somehow he couldn't find the courage to actually go inside. He stood there at the bottom of the steps taking in a deep breath clutching the inside fabric of the pockets on the jacket he was wearing.
"I CAN do this."
Ritsu would once again draw in a deep breath and then begun to step forward onto the first step of the stairs that would eventually lead him straight to Dante's door. He finally put his right foot down and pushed himself forward only to abruptly stop. He reached his hand downwards into his pocket and retrieved a small little container. At least this time he had this. His fingertips held onto the container and turned it so that he was able to read the label clearly. There in his palm was a can of pepper spray. Thank god for Kisa-san.
{FLASH BACK}
There wasn't anything Onodera could do. It Takano was unable to get Onodera out of the situation then surely he was really stuck. There was no way he was going to put Takano's job at risk and allow such a talented man to lose his high position over someone stupid like Dante. He'd simply act professional and if something should happen well - he could handle it. For some reason it was starting to sound like he was trying to convince himself rather then just not worrying about it all together.
Onodera had stepped inside the elevator and pressed the down button knowing he had little too no choice. He closed his eyes beginning to mentally prepare himself for what he was going to have to do. The auburn haired male knew that he couldn't get out of this one he was merely stuck. Man, how was he going to be able to get through this day? Once those metal doors reopened he begun to make his way towards the front door to head out into the city.
"Ritsu-Chan! Ritsu-Chan! Wait a second!"
The loud voice had caught Ritsus attention enough to make the young editor stop dead in his tracks and he turned glancing over his shoulder. Rushing towards him happened to be one of the senior editors, Kisa. So naturally he paused waiting for the elder to reach him.
"I'm glad I caught you. Here I have something for you."
Kisa reached out grasping Ritsu's hand and turned it around so the palm was facing up and within a blink of an eye he placed a small hand sized container in his hand. Ritsu couldn't resist blinking his eyes in confusing as he rose the item towards his face so his eyes could read over the label correctly.
"Pepper Spray? Why did you -"
He wasn't able to complete his sentence. Kisa rose his now free hand upwards rubbing the back of his neck and biting down on his bottom lip. He wasn't sure if Ritsu wanted the entire office to know of his "stalker" problems but he had heard the conversations.
"uh - I had some problems earlier with guys appearing out of no where and lets just say a good "friend" gave it to me for protection when he's not around."
Ritsu studied the canister for a few moments finally feeling a peace of mind wash over the male. He sighed for a second lifting his eyes upwards and looking towards Kisas face. A smile spread along his lips for the first time in what seemed like hours of his day. He was very grateful for his co-workers and was glad that they actually cared for his well being. Ritsu pressed the pepper spray bottle close against his chest.
"Thank you Kisa-san."
Hearing the warm thank you Kisa spread a wide smile along his lips gently nodding his head. He just really wanted to make sure that Onodera was going to be okay.
"Be safe Ritsu-chan."
{ FLASH BACK END }
"Thank you Kisa-san."
He mumbled the words ounce again. Finally Onodera gathered as much courage as he knew he was going to need and slipped the container back into his pocket. He made sure that he would be able to grab it, just in case. Onodera finally drew in a deep breath and grasp the railing before heading up the set of steps towards the apartment room and finally knocked against the door. He could feel his hand beginning to really shake and tremble but he forced himself to calm down and gathered his wits.
Within a short moment of time the door would open and standing there happened to be Dante. He wore this very arrogant smirk across his lips as he saw Ritsu standing there. Onodera could barely lift his attention upwards to actually look Dante in the eye.
"Let's get this over with shall we?"
Onodera didn't waste time, he pushed his way inside the apartment really wishing to get this monthly meeting completely over with as soon as he possibly could. Ritsu sat down on the couch where he would usually sit and turned his eyes towards Dante waiting for the author to cross the distance over and sit down besides him. The cocky manga author would smirk closing the door and turned around closing the distance between the two and sat down near Ritsu but Onodera feeling a wee bit comfortable would shift putting a few inches in between them.
"Why are you acting so cold to me Ritsu? I called your company and apologized. I've been really worried about you."
Dante reached his hand out attempting to caress the side of Ritsu's face but he had reached his hand upwards slapping it before his fingertips could even touch the gently side of his cheek. This caught Dante's attention rather effortlessly.
"I came too work Dante not be flirted with. Now let's work. Where are your manuscripts?"
Of course Onodera appeared to be the only one wanting to really work. The editor reached down into his bag retrieving his red pen along with a couple pencils so that way he'd be able to make a few corrections and help edit the pages that would need it but when his orbs glanced over Dante was merely sitting there staring at him with a goofy expression.
"What?"
"Nothing. I just can't believe how handsome you really are."
Onodera could already feel the tension rising between the two of them. He shifted nervously against the couch once again his hand fiddling around with his yellow pencil trying to give his hand anything to mess with in order to keep his mind off of the things spewing out of Dante's mouth.
"Dante. Let's just work."
Suddenly Dante's hand seemed to reach out of no where and snatched his own hand with the pencil. The move startled Ritsu instantly forcing the younger male to lean back against the couch. He studied his facial expressions watching as Dante examined his hand. Ritsu's other hand reached down into his pocket grasping the container of pepper spray out of sheer force of habit but he waited to pull it out. Ritsu watched as Dante brought his hand up towards his lips and begun to trail kisses against the back of his hand.
"Ritsu, Ritsu, Ritsu - you need to relax. I wont hurt you."
He felt Dante turn his wrist around and pressed a kiss against the underside of his wrist before Ritsu would then literally come to his senses and snatch his wrist away. Everything that was in his lap fell over onto the floor. Ritsu stood upwards crossing the distance over towards the door.
"Obviously you're not in the right mind frame to work, we can reschedule this meeting for later if you wish."
He made his move towards the door but it appeared that Dante was thinking the exact same thing and beat him too the punch. Dante reached the door right as Ritsu had grasp the handle and went to pull the sucker over. Dante used his superior upper body strength and pushed the door closed blocking Ritsu's path at the same time.
"Leaving so fast Ritsu? You know your company would be very sad to hear that you're not giving me all the attention I deserve. I surely deserve more attention then that damn Takano. What does he have that I don't. What can he possibly give you that you can not get better from me?"
Dante's sharp eyes turned catching a glance straight towards Ritsu's own. The sheer look in his eyes was something completely different then the author he had been working together with. He was something completely mad. Something evil. Something Ritsu knew wasn't the Dante he had known before.
"Y-You're not in the right mind frame to work Dante. Takano has nothing to do with our conversations. He doesn't give me anything and personally, I don't feel my personal life is any of your business. Get better and then we can discuss your book."
Once again Ritsu had made the moves towards the door attempting to get past the large figure blocking his only way out. He could jump but he was on the second floor and surely there would be some sort of pain involved when he hit the ground below.
"I don't think so Ritsu."
{LEMON STARTS HERE DONT LIKE LEAVE NOW! XD }
A small clicking sound was heard, Ritsu's ears had picked up on it. Right then he knew that Dante had locked his only door leading towards his freedom. Damn, Takano had been right the whole time. His hand dug inside his pocket but at the same time it seemed Dante rushed towards him grasping Ritsu hard by the wrist. Ritsu had struggled with his footing getting caught completely off guard by the much larger male. Dante instantly saw the canister and using his strength knocked it straight out of his hand watching as it flew across the floor landing somewhere near the couch.
"I wont let this chance get past me again. You are going to be mine, Ritsu."
It was fairly easy for Dante to overpower the weaker male and somehow Dante had even managed to get him against the floor. His large thighs trapping Onoderas hips underneath his weight as his hands and pushed Ritsus arms down hard against the floor.
"Dante! Stop it!"
He begun to thrash around trying his hardest to fight for his freedom but to his dismay he was unable to break the strong hold that Dante had on his body. Dante brought both of Ritsu's struggling arms above his head so that way he would be able to hold Ritsus wrists with both hands keeping him literally pinned against the floor but freeing a hand at the same time.
"I SAID NO DAMN IT!"
The smaller brunette continued to toss and kick his legs trying to break his freedom. His fingertips were simply inches away from grasping the pepper spray that had fallen to the floor in their previous struggles. He tried to extend his fingers struggling against the floor to actually grab the sucker. Dante's only free hand was busy ripping open Ritsu's shirt getting his first view of his chest bare to his sight. His brought his hand upwards beginning to trail it down across the length of his chest.
"So smooth Ritsu. Your body is so soft."
This was wrong, It felt completely different from when Takano touched him. Dante's touches felt so dirty he could barely stand it. He would rather stab out his own eyes then feel this mans slimy, cold touch against his skin. The sheer feeling was enough to make his skin crawl all over.
"N-NO - TAKANO-SAN!"
Dante had this wicked smirk across his face as he leaned down trailing his lips across Ritsus chest all while keeping his figure pinned against the floor. There wasn't going to be anyone to stop him. Not this time. Dante was finally going to have Ritsu, he was going to get the chance to claim the young editor and take what he knew was rightfully his. It was only a matter of time before Ritsu saw he could make him happy. He was going to prove it too him right here, right now that he was much better then Takano in everything including having sex.
"You taste so good Ritsu."
"STOP! SOMEONE -"
His words were cut off short as Dante had reached down to take off his shirt and Ritsu had attempted to get away. He turned over onto his stomach crawling towards the bottle of pepper spray that happened to be stretched there. Now his fingertips fiddled with the smooth cover. God he had to reach it, he had to save himself. There was no Takano - There was no Kisa - no one was waiting in the background to save him. No knight on a white horse, just Onodera, Ritsu.
Finally! His hand had grabbed a hold of the bottle and he attempted to twist around to spray the sucker right in Dante's face. He could hear the sounds of the larger male disrobing his shirt and then right as he was about to turn around Dante was able to reach out smacking the only thing he could have used for protection out of his hands knocking the sucker once more against the floor out of the reach of his hands.
"No! STOP IT! DANTE! DON'T DO THIS!"
But it would appear that Ritsu's cries went unheard as the larger male leaned forward using one hand he pinned his arms once again against the floor this time he was able to keep Ritsu in that position. On his knees with his stomach against the floor and his hands pinned above his head against the cool tile of his living room. Pure Panic begun to really set in as he felt Dante's hands shove down his pants and boxers exposing his butt and cock to his eyes. Ritsus own got wide as he really begun to struggle as Dante reached his free hand back sticking his fingers inside his mouth to get them wet.
"Don't struggle or else your going to make this much much worse, Ritsu. I'm going to prove I can be a much better lover then Takano."
No. That was the only word that came immediately into his head as Dante brought his hand back towards Ritsus bottom and his fingers pressed against his butt hole and with his whole strength he pushed his fingers deep inside Ritsu with a hard thrust causing the younger male to cry out. Tears begun to develop inside his eyes but he was determined not to let his attacker see them. He could feel Dante's hand beginning to work his inside stretching him, preparing him for what was sure to come. Ritsu leaned his forehead against the floor trying again to reach his former friend before it was too late.
"Dante - ughh, don't go this far. I - I don't want this."
Dante had apparently grown a little upset with that statement because his free hand removed itself from working Ritsu's opening and instead grabbed a fist full of his hair pulling him up so his back pressed against his bare chest.
"You don't? My, you could have fooled me Ritsu. Your hard."
"Am not!"
"But you are."
To make his point crystal clear he reached his free hand, knowing he had him in place by the hair, and caressed his hand up and down against Ritsus semi-hardened cock. He could feel himself twitching unwillingly against Dante's hand. Damn it! His body just wasn't listening to his commands. Why wasn't it listening? Why was he getting turned on by all these sexual actions from Dante? He was positive his body would only responded this way towards Takano.
"No! it's a lie!"
"This is not a lie Ritsu. I'll show you. I'll prove to you that your body belongs to me and only me. I'll claim you. "
Instantly Ritsu knew what he meant, Ritsu really begun to fight now. He was able to push his hands against Dante's chest forcing the elder male backwards with a hard shove. Ritsu didn't give a damn about his hair, he didn't give a damn about how he wasn't dressed with his shirt torn and his pants shoved downwards all he wanted was too get too the door. The door meant freedom, the door meant Takano. He rushed towards it but suddenly he felt himself hit the floor. Dante had dropped down and grabbed a hold of his ankle literally tripping the feet out from underneath him and sending him crashing towards the floor a few inches away from the doorway. His world shattered. He continued to punch, kick and scratch at Dante's face and arms as he came face-to-face with Ritsu and this time used his shirt. He tied up Ritsus arms against the leg of the couch after forcing him back onto his stomach.
"Your not getting away. I told you Ritsu you're mine."
Hopelessness. A wave of that low emotion washed over Ritsu as he struggled with his bindings. His only hope would be if he could get through to Dante mentally. He had to get through too him. This was the only way he was going to save himself from being raped.
"D-Dante, Please - don't. I don't want it this way. I - I don't want it to happen this way."
His eyes were pleading. He was straining his neck to glance over his shoulder towards Dante as he eased up close behind him. Dante's right hand had reached down forcing his legs apart and pulling Ritsu up onto his knees even as he tried to wiggle out of his grasp, he tried to keep free from his touches but it was harder to fight now. God, why didn't he listen to Takano? Why didn't he fight coming here? Because he knew Takano would lose his job but now he was going to lose something else. Tears of frustration began to develop in his eyes as he had to fight to keep them at bay.
"You're going to enjoy this Ritsu. You'll never want to leave me. Ritsu, you'll never have another excuse to go back to Takano after tonight."
He could feel something pushing against his butt hole threatening to invade it, god what could he do? His hands clutched so tightly his knuckles were beginning to literally turn white. Ritsu knew he couldn't fight it, he knew this was it. He drew in a sharp breath but Dante didn't give him any time he immediately pushed his hips thrusting so deep inside Ritsu it brought a strangled cry from his lips.
"URGHH!"
The cry had been mistaken as one of pain for one of pleasure. It put a cocky, smug expression on Dante's face knowing he had been able to force Ritsu to cry out that way and it only encouraged him. He begun to drill his hips fast pushing in and out of Ritsu's whole forcing a choking sound to come from his lips. He lowered his forehead down against the floor biting down on his bottom lip so hard he could taste the iron from his blood.
"So good."
Dante continued to drive his hips forward slamming roughly into Ritsus body forcing it to literally bounce against the floor. Ritsu fought to try and picture being somewhere else, he tried to focus on Takano's face, on his work, on his family - anything to keep him from this nasty reality. He could feel Dante continuing to roughly move in and out of his butt bringing more painful cries from his lips as he felt his body shaking. Dante had reached a hand down pushing down Ritsus face against the floor. A few more thrusts and finally Dante would feel himself climax cumming straight inside his butt.
"You feel so amazing around me."
Dante's words had slowly slipped from his lips in between pants as he was stilled buried deep inside of Ritsu. He was no where near finished with him. Everything was just starting and Dante had a lot of time he wanted to make up and planned too. Ritsu had curled as much as he possibly could clutching at the floor as he mumbled the only name that was shooting through his now blank mind.
"Takano-san."
SNAP!
"Damn."
Takano had been trying to keep himself busy working on editing the projects of his own writers but he was unable to keep those wandering eyes from glancing towards the clock on the wall what appeared to be every five minutes. It had been nearly two hours since Ritsu had left the company. His nerves got the best out of him and while editing one of the pages he had pressed down too hard on his pencil and literally snap the lead against the artwork he was attempting to edit despite his mind being in another place. Takano would reach his hand down digging inside his pockets to retrieve his cell phone and flipped the sucker open. No new messages. Damn it.
"He was suppose to check in."
All the fellow editors could tell that Takano was literally on pins and needles waiting for Onodera to return and honestly? They call hoped that the stories they had overheard about Dante's actions against Onodera were merely rumors, Takano being way too over protective over his newest editor to the team but it seemed that Takano was right to be suspicious.
No matter what Takano did he could not shake this feeling, this complete and utter feeling of dread and terror. His nerves were all a buzz and his mind was unable to focus properly on the task he was given. He tossed his broken pencil against the wall stabbing his fingers through his hair in frustration.
"DAMN IT!
All that kept flashing through his mind over and over again where images of Onodera, of his smile, of the look he had given him when they made love before. He could feel a terror running through his entire body and he did not know why. Suddenly he realized what it was - he knew. Onodera was in danger. He could feel that something was wrong with his lover.
Without hesitation he scrambled to his feet pushing out of his chair and not really caring if it slammed into anyone or not. In the mix of everything he reached his hand out grasping his jacket from the back of the chair and rushed to slid his arms through as he headed towards the elevator.
"Takano-san?"
Masamune ignored all the calls of his name. He wasn't focusing on them, all he knew was that something was happening to Onodera. He could feel it all the way down to the depts of his soul. There was no way he was going to just sit back and let something happen screw the job. He pressed multiple times on the elevator button right as Yokozawa happened to be coming up.
"Takano? Where do you think your going?"
Rather then give a response Takano immediately stepped onto the elevator and pressed the down button. The two metal doors nearly closing on Yokozawa but at the last second he decided to ease inside the small room as it begun to move towards the lower floor. In the back of his mind he knew exactly where Takano was going. He knew where he was headed and he was going to do everything in his power to keep Takano from making a huge mistake that might cost his good friend his job.
"You know where I'm going."
"Masamune, reconsider."
Yokozawa had reached his hand out grasping Takano's own arm at the elbow in attempt to bring some sort of saneness back to the head editor-in-chief. His own eyes searched Takanos but found nothing but a desperate need to get somewhere. A need that was surely unjustified.
"He's in trouble Yokozawa."
That statement had taken him back, did Takano get some sort of text message or phone call from the young editor? How could he have possibly known he was in trouble otherwise right? Yokozawa brought his arm back crossing them in front of his chest and instead shifted his position so he would be an obstacle blocking the doorway.
"How do you know? Did you get some sort of message from him? Did Ritsu say himself he was in trouble Takano?"
The moment Takano's eyes fell down towards the floor Yokozawa knew the answer to his response. He didn't need to hear anything else from Takano's mouth. There was no way he was going to permit his friend to run off and lose his job for Ritsu Onodera. Surely the young male was no worth losing this top-notch job and the high award that he had been given for all his hard work here.
"I can't let you leave Takano."
Those were the last words he needed to hear. Takano was no longer looking at the floor. When the doors to the elevator opened this time the crowd inside would bare witness as Takano had his co worker, his former bed partner, his good friend against the wall by the collar of his dress shirt and jacket.
"I'm not asking for permission Yokozawa. If I lose my damn job so be it but I know for a fact something is wrong with Onodera and I'll be damn if I just sit here and let something bad happen to him because your either too stubborn or too jealous to listen to me."
Takano would hear the collection of gasps and knew that everyone must have been staring at the scene playing out right before them. Takano never would treat Yokozawa this way regularly but this was Onodera, this was the love of his life. He was going to do everything in his power to protect that love.
"I'm sorry Yokozawa. I have to go."
With that last apology he would release his vice grip he had on his co workers shirt and then rushed out of the elevator heading out of the door and calling a taxi instead of taking the train. Takano knew in a situation like this time was ticking away fast. He had to reach Onodera, he only prayed that he wasn't too late.