No Money, No Love

By: Witch Baby

A/N: Another chapter for you all. With Air Supply because mentally I'm middle aged. Also, an apology ahead of time for some not so nice things done to a certain blond. It's M for a reason, and it's not always a good reason. Implied non-con. D:

"We give, we take, we bend until we break
We touch and feel, to hurt or heal
And when we can,
We run so far from who we really are
And we starve and thirst, we praise and curse
And I don't care how near or far

I'll find you, wherever you are

You know I'll find you, wherever you go..."

Chapter Eighteen: No Matter What

Ayase winced as his blindfold was removed, momentarily blinded by the sudden harsh light. The car ride had seemed endless, though he assumed they had driven in circles for awhile just to confuse him. Once they stopped, they had dragged him out of the car, up a few flights of stairs, and finally into the room he currently found himself in.

He blinked the spots out of his vision, catching Eito's sadistic smirk before the only door out was slammed shut, the click of the lock a loud echo in his ears. He too a moment to just breath, trying not to panic. This wasn't the first time he'd been kidnapped, and he knew that keeping a sound mind was key to either escape, or find someplace to hole up until help arrived. Kanou would be expecting to only be gone for a few minuets, so when Ayase failed to return, the older male would search for him. It was only a matter of time before Kanou figured out what happen and come rescue him.

He looked around the room, trying to find anything distinguishable in case he got access to a phone and was able to call for help. If he could figure out where he was, it would be easier to pass it to his potential rescuers. There was no windows, just the door for escape. A single bulb hung from the ceiling, illuminating the dirty off-white walls and a pile of blankets carelessly thrown on top of a dingy mattress in the corner of the room. Other then that, it was just the uncomfortable chair he was currently sitting in.

He sighed in defeat, knowing there was nothing left for him to do but sit and wait. If he was luckily, all the driving around would buy Kanou enough time to figure out where they had taken him and come get him before his kidnappers could do anything. He shuddered as old memories he had spent years burying began to resurface. Cold tile on his bare skin, cameras in his face as slick hands caressed him in places he had never even touched himself...

The acidic taste of bile burned his tongue as he shook his head, trying to shake off the memories. Kanou always came in the nick of time, right before it went to a place he wasn't sure he could come back from. Most people would say that Kanou was no different then those types of people, but Ayase knew he wasn't. He didn't how to place it, but it was always different with Kanou. It was something he just felt right down in his very bones.

He felt the sting of tears in his eyes as he thought of the older male. Right when things seemed to be going right, they had to get messed up again. They had finally reached a middle ground, the blond really feeling like he could finally start understanding Kanou. That was all he had ever wanted, some understanding, a real chance to maybe build an actual relationship, but it seemed like when ever something started going good, it quickly turned into something horribly wrong.

"Owww... what the...?"

Ayase had to bite back a shriek as what he thought was just a pile of blankets began to move and groan in pain. He shot up from his chair, backing himself against the opposite corner and away from the stranger. "W-who are you?"

The softly uttered curses ceased for a moment, a blond head of hair emerging from the tangle of blankets. Ayase gasped as he recognized the equally shocked face staring back at him.

"Skyler?"

"Ayase?"

"What are you doing here?" Skyler asked in surprise, wincing as he struggled to get up from the bed.

Ayase went to his friends aid, frowning in concern at the prominent bruises around his arms and the obvious red imprint of a hand on his cheek. "Same reason you are I assume..." he replied, delicate fingers tracing over the wounds, making sure he wasn't too badly injured, "Are you all right?"

Skyler shook his head, waving Ayase's hands away. "I'm fine, not the worst that's ever happened to me. What about you? Have they... have they done anything?"

"No..." Ayase answered quietly, the seriousness of their situation settling over them as they both looked towards the locked door.

"I'm so sorry I dragged you into this..." Skyler whispered, hanging his head. Ayase couldn't see his face, but with the way his shoulders trembled slightly, he knew the younger blond had to be close to tears.

It was strange to see Skyler so vulnerable. He was used to the ever optimistic, head strong, outspoken Skyler, not this shaking, frightened male in front of him. Ayase had to remember that Skyler was only 19, and as far as Ayase knew, had no one to really look out for him. Sure, he had Thomas, but Ayase wasn't sure that Skyler let him in on the things he did. Half the time Kanou was the reason why Ayase was in trouble, but he could always count on the older male to come find him. They might have their issues, but he knew, deep down, that the older male cared, that he wouldn't leave him to fend for himself.

Ayase wasn't sure that Skyler had anyone like that.

The two of them were so similar in so many ways, but at the same time their lives were so different. He could have easily ended up like Skyler, someone lost in this dark world with no way out. For all his faults, Kanou had never left him alone, never let things get too out of control. It never entered his mind that Kanou would not come for him, because as sick and twisted as their relationship was, it was a relationship none the less. A bond between them, not easily broken. Something that, through the years, had become something he couldn't do without.

They both gasped as the door was opened, Eito standing there with a sneer, and a tall, lanky man standing next to him. The temperature seemed to drop as he stepped into the room, Eito standing aside so that the stranger was looking down at the both of them huddled on the bed.

For the most part he was nondescript, wearing a black turtleneck, black pants, and matching black shoes. His dark hair hung in messy waves, falling a little past his shoulders. His smile was cold, his face without emotion except for the darkly amused look in his eyes.

"Hello Ginji-san." Skyler said, sitting up a little straighter, his chin raised as if he wasn't shaking in fear only moments ago.

"Sky-chan, good to see they didn't mess up your face too much." he replied, long fingers tracing over Skyler's cheek, "Shame we had to drag you in such a manner. Why don't you answer my calls? I don't like it when you don't answer."

"Sorry Ginji-san, I'll make sure not to do it again."

"Make sure you don't." Ginji said with a smile, the humor never reaching his eyes as he lifted his arm and back-handed Skyler across the face.

The force of it sent Skyler tumbling off the bed, a cry of pain as he fell to the floor. Ayase cried out in alarm, trying to reach his fallen friend. Ginji grabbed his arm, his nails digging painfully into his flesh as he was forced back onto the bed. "Well, what do we have here? Eito said you were a pretty thing too."

Ayase froze as Ginji held his chin, forcing him to look up into the taller male's face. The blond couldn't hold back a whimper, fear and pain making tears well up in his eyes. "I like pretty things like you..." he whispered, his cool breath ghosting over Ayase's skin, "I'm going to have a lot of fun with you..."

"Ginji wait!"

They both turned to where Skyler was now standing beside them, he tried not to let the pain show, but Ayase knew by the angry red marks on his face that he must be hurting. Ginji's grip never ceasing as he smiled at Skyler. "I know you aren't ordering me Sky-chan. That never goes well for anyone."

Skyler let his eyes drop to the floor in submission. "Maybe I need a little punishment then."

That seemed to get Ginji's attention, his eyes looking a little less hostile as his grip loosened on Ayase. "I might be interested in that... but I think I'd like to play with my new toy..."

Skyler did his best to look sensual as he moved closer to Ginji, hands sliding up the man's arm. "You can play with him whenever you want baby, we aren't going anywhere. I just figured you want someone that knows how to please you, not someone whose going to just cry the whole time."

Ayase frowned in confusion, unsure of what Skyler was up to. Wasn't he afraid? This man just hurt him! Instead he was acting like he was ready and willing to go with him. His eyes met with Skyler, searching for some clue as to what was going on. He was met with both fear and determination, Skyler's eyes begging him to stay quiet and let him do the talking.

Ginji was looking between the two, mulling over his options. Skyler's hands wandered from his arms, down his chest, to cup the prominent bulge in his pants. "You know you could play with me a lot longer then that one. I don't break as easily."

Ayase could see Ginji's eyes blown with lust as he let Ayase go to grab Skyler instead. "Very well," he whispered darkly, "But know I mean it when I say you will be punished for your disobedience."

The last thing Ayase saw before Ginji dragged him out of the room, was the fear in Skyler's eyes, before they seemed to drain of emotion. Eito left after them, his sadistic laughter ringing in Ayase's ears as he was left alone.

All he could do now was sit and pray that Kanou would hurry.

A/N: This was gonna be longer then what's posted but I saved it for next chapter, just so I could post something now instead of much later. I'm pretty sure you all hate me for Skyler. I'm sorry... I'm so so sorry...

Hopefully the next chapter will be out with in a couple of weeks. I keep updates with how things are going on my fanfiction blog, so please check that as well, link is on my profile. Also, whoever gets the 200th review I will write a special one-shot for. Not whoring out the story or anything buuuut... :D

And as you all know, I put lyrics up at the beginning of each chapter. It sort of gives me the inspiration for each chapter and I really can't start one until I find a song. I just want to know if any fans out their have any songs for No Money, No Love. I'd like to start a play list of some sort to post once its finished. :)

Ran out of time for Review Replies! But I love you all and your praise gives me motivation to write more! :D