Konnichiwa :D Thirds for cookies XD

It's freaking one in the morning over here lol. I'm gonna have my piano theory exam in like, nine hours, so that's like, one reason I'm speed typing this :3

Another is obviously because of senpai... lol, I'm guilty much.

This fanfiction is dedicated to my awesome senpai •w•

WARNING: This contains yaoi and prostitution (aaaaaaand rape) so if you're against either one of these, the back button is there to escort you out :3 Don't report or flag. Peace.

Golden Flower

Pairings involved : mainly AoKise (no promises lol)

Summary:

Kise, having been sold as a prostitute a few years ago, is now practically living like an alive corpse, and always gets "abused" by his boss. Will his life ever change when his childhood friend steps into his thin thread of his entire life? Or would his flame flicker out?

DISCLAIMER: If I had owned KnB, Aomine would have thrown his pride aside and help Kise up. And kiss him to death ^_^

Chapter 3: Fault

Seething with anger, Aomine furiously stomped over to that one particular mahogany door, which had the parts of the wall around it decorated with exquisite designs. It stood out greatly from the rest. Anyone could tell that it was the headquarters of this brothel's boss who called the big shots.

He slammed the door open and upon first sight, he swiftly stormed over, pulled Haizaki up by his suit collar and forcefully punched him in the face.

"You fucking bastard!" Aomine yelled in furious vehemence. "How could you do this to Kise!?"

...

"Oh, you mean my little kitten?" the light-haired man said in an innocent voice as smooth and oily as hair cream. "I just merely gave him a little 'punishment'..."

"You don't deserve to even have Kise! Do you really have to break him into this state!? Kise has been hurt far too much for his entire life!" the tanned patron hollered angrily as he brought up his fist again "Just let him free already!"

"Oh, and how would you know, that my kitten 'has been hurt far too much'?" Haizaki smirked in his fake, annoying impeccable voice of his. Aomine flinched at that sole sentence; he had never thought that this... asshole would say such a thing.

He had never thought that far, since he came here on impulse.

"I was partly responsible for it..." Aomine unconsciously lowered his hand. Instinctively, Haizaki immediately delivered an uppercut to the blue-haired man's chin. The tanned man flew backwards, his back almost parallel to the floor, before standing up once more.

"Why, you...!" He raised his fist, preparing for another strike at Haizaki.

"Make a move," the boss said in a sinister threatening tone, "and I will sue you for assault. You will never get to see Kise again."

"You..." Aomine began in protest, before the door burst open, with two men clad in black suits, shades covering their eyes like a see-through wall.

Haizaki only smirked, like he had struck the lottery. He waved his hand towards Aomine.

"Get him."

Kise stared up at the ceiling with a blank expression. So many thoughts were running through his mind, it was more than enough to drive him crazy.

Just what exactly was he to the world?

One side had always despised him, picks on him, and even went to the extent of raping his very own employee.

The other, loved him to no end and cared for his feelings deeply.

Two sides of a coin; which one would he choose? But...

"What if the angel was a devil in disguise?" Kise thought to himself. After all, that was what happened to him when he was much younger.

Or so he had thought...

"Knock knock" Sounds of someone knocking the door could be heard.

"I'll ge-"

"It's okay, Aominecchi! I'll take it!"

With a soft click, Kise happily opened the door, greeting the postman. "Hello, Mr Postman!"

"Hello, Kise," the man at the door smiled warmly. He ruffled the blonde's head of golden sunshine playfully. He then produced a small package from his almost-bursting bag. "I have a package; it's addressed to Aomine's mother."

"Alright!" Kise gladly accepted the parcel, tiptoeing as he did so. The friendly postman gave a small smile, before turning around, getting onto his scooter and left in the direction of other people's homes.

The blonde closed the door, before excitedly skipping all the way into the house, and placing the parcel onto the table.

"I wonder if it's a present...?"

Little did he know, that it was something that led to a horrible fate.

The prostitute placed a hand over his eyes, mouth turning into a sheepish smile. How foolish he was, at that time.

He laughed at himself in mockery, as if he was criticising himself in a foolish way. He should've thrown the parcel away at that time...

Maybe Aomine wouldn't even have left him.

Kise gasped in horror as he saw the disgusting scene before him. The woman before him was screaming in agony and writhing about on the floor like a overly agitated worm. She had ripped the package open earlier on, opened its contents, and sprinkled it on her food from what appeared to be a container.

Unfortunately, what was actually inside was poison powder. Now, Kise could only stare as the helpless woman's life was slowly being eaten away by the poison, little by little. She had her hand outstretched, gasping for life and help, "Kise... H-help... Me..."

Apparently, he was way too distracted by what was around him. Everywhere he laid his eyes on was covered in blood. Red, crimson, metallic liquid were painted on the walls, the wooden floor, the blood in the shape of pools and splatters, it was as if the entire place was a canvas for a mad artist. The woman had spat blood out everywhere when the poison had begun taking effect.

Both of his hands shook violently as he slowly held them up. His eyes were brimmed with tears. He then noticed something.

The woman had stopped moving, stopped all breathing.

All he saw was the tainted colour of red. He... he...

He had killed someone.

What on earth happened...?! He began to panic and hyperventilate.

What had he done...?

How did it - ?!

Just then, he saw Aomine standing by the door. He seemed extremely traumatised by the bloody murder scene as well. The tanned boy was crying...

Kise then buried his face into his hands and cried.

"What have you done, Kise!?" Aomine screamed in agonising anguish. Noticing a knife stained with crimson red on the floor right before him, he bent down and grabbed it. Within barely a second, Kise sloppily dodged to the right, his voice strangled with sorrow and fright. Having such a fast speed at this age, it was totally abnormal.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left arm. The sting was so unbearable for a kid like him that he yelled out in sheer excruciation. He backed against the wall as Aomine took more steps, closer and closer, the knife giving off a sinister aura. If you add that up to Aomine's murderous intent towards the small blonde, that's... pure evil.

"How could you...!?" Aomine choked out as crystalline tears rolled down his cheeks like an endless river. Kise remained still against the wall, too afraid to move.

"I... I..." Kise began, but his tongue kept tripping. He knew that even if he said it, Aomine wouldn't even try to believe it.

Everything has been done. Time cannot rewind.

"You killed my mother, Kise!" Aomine shouted sorrowfully. "She can never become alive again!"

Suddenly, the blonde felt fire spreading from his leg throughout his entire body. He screamed in suffering.

Aomine then sharply took out the blade that he had just stabbed into Kise's leg. Blood spilled out from it, flowing like a river of red. His eyes contained guilt, but he felt that he was already kind enough to not kill Kise for revenge.

"Kise Ryouta," he began as he stood up. "From now on, we're no longer related."

As he left the scene, Aomine stopped for a brief moment, and harshly whispered,

"You're a murderer, Kise."

The blonde screamed as tears continued to dribble down his cheeks. He hated to remember those times; it had always tortured him of his painful past. Why did Aomine have to show up now?

It hurt him like a voodoo doll with needles pierced into him. He subconsciously placed a hand on his wounded chest here his heart was. He hated every single bit of this.

Would he just cast him aside ruthlessly once more?

It hurts, make it go away...

I don't want any more false hopes...

I don't want to think anymore...

Just as the door opened, due to extreme shock, Kise blacked out into a sea of darkness, shun away from the outside world, in a tower of his dreams.

A badly bruised and injured Aomine opened the door hastily, to find Kise fainting. As he fell onto the floor with a "thump", the blue-haired man rushed to his side, and cradled Kise in his arms.

"Kise...! Wake up!" Aomine helplessly pleaded to the unconscious being as he shook him hard. Receiving no response, his lips made an annoyed "tch" sound before carefully placing the motionless prostitute back onto the cemented floor. He then grabbed the long chain that linked the cuff on Kise's right ankle to the heavy iron ball in the corner, and pulled at them in two separate directions with all his might.

"Clang!"

The chain broke into two pieces, snippets of it flying into the air during the process. Now being able to bring Kise to wherever he want, Aomine fleetly picked him up bridal-style, kicked the window panes open, and jumped out of it into the open, not caring about where he landed.

"Hey!" Haizaki's two personal security guards in black suits skidded over to one side. "Come back here!"

Noticing the open door to Kise's now empty room, both of them quickly rushed in, while panting heavily at the same time. Catching sight of the open window, they stood still motionless like statues, before lowering their heads in defeat.

One even took out his shades and shed a few tears.

"Ngh!" Aomine yelled out as another punch was received by his abdomen. "W-what are you... trying to achieve...?"

Haizaki smirked. "It's simple. I just don't want my kitten to be attached to other people, that's all." He shrugged. "It's not like I want to do this anyway."

"You... fucking abused him... and you dare to say that?" Aomine huffed as he glared daggers at the suit-clad boss of the brothel. "You damn bastard!"

That only got him another forceful punch, though.

"Let go of me!" the tanned man hollered. He couldn't help but start to think of Kise at the same time.

Kise...

I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you now.

Determined, Aomine mustered up the strength that he could hold, and pushed the two personal guards away. He then made a mad dash for the doors, towards Kise's room.

"Why, you..." Haizaki clenched his fist tightly as he gritted his teeth, regretting that he hadn't gotten far more stronger bodyguards. "Guards, make sure you get him!"

"No can do, Haizaki," Aomine called back loudly as he left for the door. "I can't just abandon Kise, not at a time like this."

"The hell...? Are you insane, Aomine Daiki? He's just a fucking prostitute!" Haizaki retorted mockingly.

Aomine only grinned in satisfaction as he waved his hand while running out.

"Because he was my brother."

End of Chapter 3

Now, at this point, you might be extremely confused. Ehehehe. In later chapters, the truth will be revealed. *makes drum roll noise* DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUU~N :D

Not really much to say, though. There might be spelling errors cos' on the phone is laggy ~_~ Agh.

I typed this really fast cos' of anticipation reasons. :3 Take your time to guess LOL.

Thanks for reading and hope to see you soon! ^^

(edited 27/10/12)