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I am sorry for not updating for such a long time. I was trapped on my lectures (and not to mention thesis, graduation, tasks, and blah blah blah) *sob* ヽ(；▽；)ノ
Thank you for waiting. I hope you enjoy this chapter :"D
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Disclaimer: I don't own Kurokocchi's beautiful oshiri. No matter how much I want to. It belongs to Kise-kun (and Tadatoshi-sensei, of course OTL).
Chapter 3
The loud bangs startled Kise, waking him from his nap. Slightly irritated, he tried to ignore it and went back to slumber.
Knock knock knock!
Knock knock knock!
The blond man finally opened an eye; a pout was formed on his lips. Who in the blasted world dared to disturb his peaceful nap?
It was Sunday afternoon, the weather was unexpectedly nice, and he had done all the chores. He rarely had a day off, and thanks to his creepy partner Aomine who wanted to be left alone with his pink-haired girlfriend, he finally could get home earlier. And he just wanted to laze around, sort of snuggling to a certain alien (h-he definitely was not thinking something lewd, of course!) while watching Sponge Bob Square Pants and other cartoons he didn't care about, when some people decided that they needed to ruin his perfect afternoon. Very great.
"Yeah, yeah, comin'," he finally got up from the couch. He cringed when he felt something heavy on his thigh.
A sudden blush appeared on the blond's cheeks when he saw the sky-blue haired alien was sleeping peacefully... near his crotch. His heart beat fast for a moment, and he had to bite his lips to keep him from squeaking.
Wh-what did he think he was doing, sleeping defenceless liketh-that on someone's cr-cro- leg! He reprimanded the alien in his own thought; a blood rushed to his neck, cheeks, and ears. Honestly this alien!
Knock knock knock!
He groused for a moment inwardly. These people nowadays sure had no patience nor politeness, didn't they!
Carefully, he lifted the alien's head, putting a small cushion he had used before under the alien's head as a replacement for his crー leg. The blue haired boy did not awakened by the process, but he let out an unconscious sigh before rolling on his back, mumbling something similar to "Ki~".
Kise let out a small giggle.
He is sooo cuuute, he thought, smiling like a teenage school girl.
He couldn't help it; the alien had just learnt some new words that time, and those were 'sleep', 'baht', 'teevee', and (this is the best in Kise'sopinion) 'Ki'. Now, every time he was annoyed, he needed something, or he just wanted to go to bed, he always called the blond "Ki~!" with his cute, strange accent... and Kise would feel as if his stomach was somersaulting inside.
Kise watched the sleeping boy fondly for a moment, a dopey grin on his face. Still smiling, he finally tiptoed towards the living room's door to face his rude guests.
Knock knー
"Hold on for a second, will you! Geez!" He shouted just a bit louder, feeling a bit irritated. But of course, the feeling was nothing compared to when he finally opened the blasted door.
"Hello, Mr. Kise," a dark-red haired man was smiling a fake one at him, his strange eyebrows furrowed in disgusting manner. He dressed in a crisp, expensive-looking suit; a pair of shiny black shoes matched his appearances. He held a formal suitcase in his left hand, the other was offered to the blond man, who was in shock and didn't move an inch. A bright red Ferrari Enzo was seen on the background. "Good afternoon, Sir," the red haired man continued to speak his fake, formal greetings.
Kise couldn't help but groaned, not even bothered to shake the other's hand. "Ugh, not you again!" he whined, definitely not amused.
For a moment, the red haired man looked like he was about to sigh, but instead he resisted the urge and just grinned to the younger one. "Yes, me again, I guess. Have you been well lately, sir?"
Kise pouted, "Of course, but will obviously be better without you knocking on my fucking door every single month!"
The stiff red haired man still wore that fake grin, "Ah, of course you are. Greetings were from me and your beloved family in Japan. They miss yoー"
"Listen," Kise cut the man's formal babbling, feeling rather impatient. "I. Do. Not. Fucking. Care," he stressed every otherword, "And I would appreciate it greatly if you and your comrades who-work-for-him do not come to this place ever again. Am I clear?"
This time, the fake grin disappeared from the other's face.
"Unfortunately for you, Sir, I can't do that," the red haired man said in a wry tone. "I have been working for Mr. Moriyama for almost a decade, and I will forever be loyal to him," his red, strange eyes bored to the hazel's ones. "And of course, it is including a boring work like persuading some stubborn, pain-in-the-arse simple minded children."
Kise felt his cheeks reddened in anger and embarrassment. "Wh-what theー"
"I never said they were you, though, so please keep calm and let me finish my works, okay?" The red haired man harshly cut his words. He glanced at his expensive watch, "Let me in for fifteen minutes, and I swear I'll disappear from your sight, just like what you want."
Kise bit his lower lip in frustration. He knew this man was dangerous (that old man would never hire someone ordinary); however, he also knew that he couldn'tーwasn't allowedーto do any harm to him. He just wanted his peaceful afternoon back.
"Okay come in," he finally decided after thirty second of staring contest with the creepy man, feeling a bit more than irritated while saying so. "But you only have five minutes to explain everything. Less than that, better."
The red haired man snorted, but followed Kise quickly into his house.
"Well let's get started, straight to the point. What do you want?" Kise asked to his opponent as soon as the red haired man sat on the couch.
"I'm sure you never know my name, even though we meet oftenー"
"It's not like I am happy to meet you," Kise pouted.
"ーI am Kagami Taiga. I'm working for Mr. Moriyama Yoshitaka as his private lawyer," he crossed his legs in arrogant manner. Kise pouted. He had never liked this man before, but now he was like 'didn't like him sooo muuuch! :('.
"Why does it have anything to do with me?" Kise responded with disinterest written in his face.
That man, Kagami, smirked. "I believe you've known the fact that Mr. Moriyama is one of the richest, most influential people in Japan?"
Kise didn't object him, but didn't nod either. He merely raised his brows.
Kagami continued, "Yes, Moriyama Hospitals are the biggest, most modern hospitals in Japan... and Mr. Yoshitaka is the owner." He paused to give a dramatic effect, staring intently at the blond. "However," he stressed, "Lately Mr. Yoshitaka was not in his best condition. His health had worsened, and we were worried for him."
Kise lifted his stare to his own feet. He felt something painful, similar to a stab of a dull knife in his lungs. It hurt, damn, it bloody hurt.
He didn't like this conversation at all. He hated his past, and that was for a reason.
The red haired man let out a long sigh. "He is a stubborn man, true, but he is a very capable, charismatic, and an adequate leader for our company, whom I respect greatly. Even so, he knows, as we also realise, that he is not that young anymore, Mr. Kise. Someday age will defeat him, like it will do to the rest of us."
A silence followed, left the two men in their own thoughts.
Finally the blond man said, in his unusual low tone, "I... I have no affiliation with him anymore, so... I don't understand why you brought this news to me. I... I don't care what happened to him or his family..." His voice trailed off, his hands subconsciously clenched to his jeans.
"Mr. Kise Ryouta," the lawyer whispered in serious tone while leaning forward, "I know you and him have... a not really good memory between you two. But, I assure you, he loved you, and he does until now."
Kise snorted in disgust. "Humph, non-sense. He has those morons with him... Tha-that Yukio guy he admired so much and that Mitsuhiro guy, who is, like he said, much better than me."
The red-haired lawyer shook his head. "No, Mr. Kise, you don't understand... They are good boys, indeed, but they will never be able to attain his expectations. You, however, with your skills and capabilitiesー"
"Whoa man, hold on!" Kise cut him in anger, realising where this conversation would lead him. "What the fuck are you talking about? I'm not some kinds of freaking tools! And I obviously won't give a fuck about these shits, so you better tell him to fuck off!"
His opponent just smirked, even though there was no happiness in his strange eyes. "Unfortunately for you, actually you don't have many choices here," he said calmly, putting his hands on his knee. At thirty three years old he was that moment, he wasn't Mr. Moriyama Yoshitaka's right hand man ー thus the best lawyer you could find in entire Japan ー for no reason. He was skilled; both with (intimidating) physical appearances and scheming yet subtle intelligence, and he had confidence. He stared directly to the blond, saying, "You've known him, and he's not the one who easily gives up. I've been ordered to take you back to Japan with me in two months from now on, and he will do anything to get you back. And when I say anything, it really means anything," he complemented; red eyes glinted like hungry wolves' at the poor blond man.
Kise couldn't believe what he had heard. Who did he think he was, an emperor? A god? After what he had done, to him and his parents, now he easily wanted him to go back to Japan? After every trouble he had given to his family and his life, he had the guts to force Kise to work for him?
Kise gritted his teeth in anger. "Enough said. Please... Just get out." He pointed the door to the red-haired lawyer.
The lawyer stared at him, as if was half considering to just tie and kidnap the blond (which was not impossible, knowing this guy) for a moment before standing and walked towards the door.
"Fine, fine, whatever," he said, still smirking at the blond. "I'll be back soon enough, though."
Something snapped inside Kise's mind.
He was not that type of people who could get mad easily. A happy-go-lucky man, he was. But this man ー this man and the person who was represented by him ー were too much for him! That demeaning behaviour had seriously driven him to the edge of forbearance!
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE, OKAY?" Kise finally yelled, pointing at the door. "TELL THAT OLD WANKER TO SOD OFF! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHETHER HE DIES OR ALIVES IN A FUCKING AGONY!"
Both of the men were just standing there, glaring at each other like some predatory animals when they were claiming their territories; a thick tension colder than ice between them. The blond was just barely conscious that he still clenched his palms until his nails hurt him. He didn't care, because it wasn't hurt at all compared to the feeling in his chest ー and he would do anything to vent his anger to the cocky lawyer.
Good punches straight to that filthy fake smile might be a good idea.
He was ready to give some good punches when he heard a sound of small, unsure voice with strange accent from across the room.
"Ki?"
Both older men turned their heads towards the sound.
The alien, with his unruffled bed hair, was staring at the blond with uncertainty and something similar to... shock.
Kise watched in anxiety as the alien warily shift his gaze to the lawyer for a second before back at him.
Sky-blues met the hazels, incredulity collided with disquietudes. It was that moment when Kise felt his heart sank ー he didn't know why, but his feeling told him that the alien was certainly not amused.
"H-hey..." Kise tried to calm the other boy, making the latter jolted. He rushed back in, leaving the taller man in a thicker tension than before.
Kise stood in dumbstruck for a moment. He didn't know what to do ー hell, he didn't even know what he had done to make the alien seemed so down. Why was that? Because of another's presence? Because he was freaked out by the lawyer's intimidating face? He really didn't know.
The thick tension was suddenly broken by a cough coming from the lawyer, clearly demanded the blond's attention. Kise threw a venomous glare at him.
Grinning, the red haired lawyer sneered to the blond, "What is it, so you have a new pet, hmm?" he said in cocky tone, "I always wonder why a lad with your look never had a girlfriend before. Well, this explains everything," he snorted, "...you bat for the other team, huh?"
Kise knew his blood rushed to his cheeks, making an embarrassing shade of pink he hated so much. He spluttered, "M-mind your own problem! Now get out!"
"Sure my boy," the annoying lawyer responded snarkily before heading out to his brand new car.
Kise let out a sigh, watching the red car slowly disappeared from his sight. He closed the door with a pout on his face. Now he had new worries to think about.
What's up with that old man Yoshitaka, suddenly wanted to meet him? And the alien's expression! What's wrong with him, anyway?
He walked in, closing the door with him in the process. Now he had to find the alien first.
But it was not an easy task, it seemed. The alien was nowhere to be found.
"Hey! Come out, boy..." Kise called the alien. The adrenaline rushed in his veins, panic was suddenly creeping in his mind. He tried again, "Hey boy, where are you going?"
The stillness answered from the empty rooms.
Kise bit his lip in worry.
Where did he go?
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.to be continued.
(a/n)
Yes, I made Kise talked in kindofBritish style, since I wasn't sure how Canadians usually speak... ORZ forgive me! (but then again, Kise wasn't even a Canadian.. Oh whatever). And yes, Kagami too. Sorry? :p
Thank you so much for waiting, and reading. I really appreciate each review you wrote for me. I am sorry I didn't reply each of them, but I've read all of it with care. :")
I am still learning, so thank you for your comments, critics, and suggestions. I hope we can learn together. Bye bye -ssu! ( *σ▽σ)つ
(PS: you want to know why I put this story at M category? We'll find out soon, so please bear it for a while with me :p)