The Deal 13./16.
the deal 13.
Akame, (Ryoda)
R; Romance, Humor, Angst, Friendship
Jin is a singer and he desperately needs a dancer for his upcoming show. Kame is a dancer and he has some trouble with bad guys. The two meet and hate each other but they have no other choice so they make a deal.
Sayonara
“Tat-chan!” Kame cried out in his usual loud and enthusiastic voice, making Yamapi and Ueda chuckle.
“Hi, Kame, how was it?” Ueda smiled as he closed the front door of Jin’s house behind the two men.
Kame grinned at him happily while he stretched his arms and sat down on a chair in the kitchen. “It was nice. We had so much fun.”
Yamapi winked at the boy. “I bet you two had a nice honeymoon.”
“Ho-honeym…” Kame’s face turned bright red as he glared at the other with wide eyes. “What are you talking about? Honeymoon? How do you think…”
“Oi, Kame, he was kidding.” Ueda burst out laughing.
“Oh…” The color of Kame’s face turned even darker then his expression changed and he raised his eyebrows. “You are probably jealous because you can’t go on a honeymoon now.”
Ueda’s smile froze on his face. “That was not funny… I …. we…” he stuttered nervously and looked away.
Kame glanced at him curiously. “Tat-chan, I was kidding too. Don’t take it too seriously.”
“Yeah, I know…” Ueda didn’t sound too convincing as he let out a forced smile. “Not that it would happen anyway.” he muttered under his breath and Kame snapped his head up.
“Huh?”
“We are not together, Kame.” Yamapi answered and sat down at the table, in front of the boy who left his mouth open in surprise.
“You’re not? But… I thought…” he scratched his head when something came into his mind.
“Ryo!” he shouted, pointing at the two men.
Ueda blushed only because Ryo’s name was mentioned and it was enough for Kame to know that it was something fishy around the three men.
“Come on, Tat-chan, tell me already.” he asked Ueda.
The other man let out a defeated sigh but he couldn’t say a word because Yamapi’s phone started ringing loudly next to him.
“It’s Jin.” he said, glancing at the screen before Yamapi picked it up. Ueda said a silent ‘thank you’ in his head to the singer that he chose the perfect moment to interrupt them.
Yamapi flipped his phone open and leaned back lazily, rolling his eyes at the thought why Jin must have called him only after an hour they parted.
“Bakanishi, what is it? Don’t tell me you already miss your Kame-chan.” he said into the phone, pretending to be annoyed.
Kame blushed at the statement and rested his head on the back of his hand, pouting.
There was silence on the other end of the line and Yamapi raised an eyebrow. “Jin! Jiiiiinnn! Are you there? Ji-“
“Where are we going exactly? I don’t really know this area.” Yamapi heard Jin’s voice, it seemed a bit distant.
“What the hell-?” Kame lifted his head up and looked at Yamapi’s clueless face curiously.
“I’ve already told you, Akanishi-san. The office is near.” It was another voice, Yamapi could barely hear it, he frowned. Maybe Jin accidentally pressed the speed dial on his phone. He was about to end the call when he heard Jin’s voice again.
“Oh, I know this place. This building was the theatre that had burnt down a few months ago. And there is that market behind it.” It was louder this time and it sounded strange. It seemed forced and nervous and it was enough to make Yamapi change his mind and instead of hanging up he pressed the phone closer to his ear.
Kame frowned when he saw him fidget in his seat. “What is it?” he whispered but the man pressed a finger on his lips, signalling him to stay silent.
“We are here.” the other voice said and Yamapi heard as the car doors slammed shut.
“It looks like a store house. And it looks weird that huge yellow gate.” Jin’s nervous laughter was heard again. Store house? What is he doing there?
There was silence again until the sound of heavy doors closing were heard then an other unfamiliar voice.
“Akanishi-san, nice to meet you.”
And after a brief pause Jin’s voice again. “Johnny.”
Yamapi froze, his face paled and Kame’s heart skipped a beat. “What is it, Yamapi? Is it Jin? What’s wrong?”
A laughter filled the silence.
“What do you want, you son of a bitch?”
“It’s not very nice of you, Akanishi-san. I want Kazuya, of course.”
Yamapi tensed, his hands clenched into fists. Then Yamapi heard shuffling sounds of clothes and Jin’s painful groan, followed by a louder one and suddenly, Yamapi’s face turned paler and Kame glared at him, horrified. He knew in that moment that something had happened to Jin. He could feel how his blood froze in his veins as worry filled his heart.
“Yamapi”, he whispered in a weak voice but the man didn’t pay attention to him, just stared in front of him, his chest raising and falling rapidly.
“You jerk. I swear I will kill you if you…”
“Shut up. You’re not allowed to talk.” Johnny said on the other end of the line then let out another laughter. Yamapi felt sick at hearing the voice, his hands were trembling.
“Don’t you dare to lay a finger on Kazuya, you sick bastard.”
“I told you to shut up.” Johnny’s steps echoed in the phone.
“I hope you said goodbye to Kazuya. That was the last time you saw him.”
Yamapi’s eyes widened.
“What?” Jin groaned and something knocked on the hard floor and made Yamapi flinch violently. The line was cut off and Yamapi jumped up from his seat, shaking as he placed a hand on his mouth, fear evident in his eyes.
Kame got up as well and glared at him. “What is it, Yamapi?” he asked in a shaky voice.
As the man didn’t answer, Kame stepped closer and grabbed his shoulders. “What’s wrong, Yamapi? What happened to Jin? Say something, damn it!!!” he shouted desperately.
Ueda pulled Kame away and rested his hand on the boy’s trembling shoulders.
“What is it, Pi?”
Yamapi snapped out of his daze and gulped. He was still incredibly white. “Tatsuya, stay here with Kame. Don’t let him go away.”
“Hey! Don’t talk about me as if I wasn’t here”, the youngest man yelled. “What the hell happened, Yamapi??? Where is Jin?” he shook off Ueda’s hands and with one step he was in front of Yamapi, grabbing his collar and looking at him angrily.
Yamapi gently tossed his hands away. “Please, Kame, just trust me. You can’t leave the house. I’m going to bring him back, ok?” he grabbed his coat and stormed out of his house. He heard Kame screaming his name several times but ignored it. His fingers were still clenching around his phone and now he lifted it up and dialed.
“Ryo! Are you at home? Ok, I’m going there to pick you up.” he closed his phone and ran to his car, trying to replay everything in his head Jin said on the phone and would help to find him. Theatre, the theatre that was burnt down. Where the hell was it?
Even if Yamapi was worried as hell, he couldn't help making a mental note that this time Jin did something very clever and instead of freaking out or started punching those men, he gave instructions through the phone. Yamapi hoped it was not too late.
#
Blood. That was the first thing Jin sensed when he regained consciousness. He couldn’t see anything, his vision was blurred by black patches but he could feel the smell of blood in the air and its taste in his mouth. He moved his head to look up but it seemed to be a bad idea as all he could feel was sharp pain caused by the collision with the hard floor when that bastard had hit him from behind.
Some dim light cut through his blurred vision and he tried to turn his head it that direction but the room was spinning around him and he felt himself falling downwards and passing out again when he was stopped by tight ropes that were tied around his wrists and were cutting into his flesh painfully. Jin groaned as he was fighting against the darkness that was overcoming his mind.
He was slowly beginning to be aware of his surroundings and realized that the ropes which were holding him tightly were tied to a chair he was sitting in. His vision became clearer and clearer as the seconds passed by and the first thing he could see was his own body, his dirty clothes and incredible amount of blood that was covering them. “Is this my blood?”
When he finally managed to raise his head he winced at the brightness he was seeing. Blinking a few times, he managed to make out a dark figure standing in front of him and his body twitched in surprise. He was not alone. And as he slowly turned his head around he realized that there were many others in the room. The air suddenly felt cold around him, making him shiver. He opened his mouth only to taste more blood on his tongue and tried to speak but a calm and low voice started to whisper into his left ear, making him jerk his head away and breathe faster.
“It was time for you to wake up, Akanishi.”
Jin put a disgusted expression on his face as much as his bruised cheeks and aching nose allowed him to do so and tugged on his arm, making a failed attempt to loosen the ties around his wrists.
Johnny grabbed his hair again and pulled him backwards, letting their gazes meet.
“You’re wondering why I haven't killed you yet?” he smirked at the singer and it made Jin sick just as much as the smell of tobacco and sweat that was coming from the old man. Johnny leaned closer. “It wouldn’t be funny if I killed you immediately, would it?”
He let out a laughter and Jin flinched at the sound. “Then what do you want from me?” he asked, his voice was hoarse and a bit shaky which Jin didn’t like at all.
“I want Kazuya, I told you that.” Johnny answered in a matter-of-fact tone.
Jin snorted and let out a tired laughter. “And do you think keeping me here will help you to get him? What did you think? That he will run here just because…”
“No. You’re wrong.” the old man cut him off and smirked again. “I don’t want to keep you here. I’m going to kill you and that is all I need to do to get Kazuya back.”
Jin frowned. “What do you mean?”
Johnny burst out into a cheerful laughter. “You don’t understand, do you?” he lowered himself in front of Jin, facing him and the singer cursed himself for not being able to kick him right then and there but he knew it wouldn’t do him any good. “How do you think I got to know about you and him? Do you think I was stalking you? No… Your house is far more secure and I couldn’t get in because of the guards. But…” he looked into Jin’s eyes intently. “I knew that you two are lovers the moment I saw you at the concert. The way he wanted to protect you and the way you protected him told me more than a thousand words. I know Kazuya.”
Jin could feel shivers running down his spine as he was staring into the man’s eyes. He saw nothing but madness and obsession. This man was obsessed with Kame.
“You have to understand now, Akanishi. You are the only one who are holding Kazuya back. If you’re dead, Kazuya will come back to me. And I don’t even have to ask him, he will willingly do it.”
Jin couldn’t help but laugh at the old man’s words. “Are you serious? There is no way Kame will ever come back to you.”
“Oh, you’re wrong. You still don’t understand, I see. Kazuya and I have a special bond. He hates me but he is connected to me at the same time. It’s not that easy to break that bond. He owes me his life and depends on me. For someone who has been all alone since childhood, it's something that means everything. It means the end of his miserable life, his loneliness.”
“He's not alone. He has his friends, he has...”
“You?” Johnny let out a very amused laughter. “Oh come on, you don't know him at all. Just because you fucked him, it doesn't mean he is yours now.” Johnny leaned closer again with a smirk on his wrinkled face. “By the way, did you enjoy fucking him? I must say he is very good. When he is writhing and screaming and sweating and begging you for more.”
Jin paled and dizziness hit him again. “What?”
“You didn't think there was nothing between us, did you?” Johnny said in a mocking tone and enjoyed the sight of the other man, who stared at him with wide eyes.
Jin's mind became clouded again, his pulse quickened and his lips were quivering. He wanted to kill that man right then and there and the anger that flooded his brain was enough to lose his nerve.
“You're lying.”, he hissed the words, but Johnny didn't stop smirking.
“Why would I? Or Kazuya told you we've never had sex? Hm... That wouldn't be the first time he was lying. Don't you agree?”
Jin was breathing hard and the anger, as quickly as it came, left him. He started to feel very desperate. Kazuya didn't lie to him. No way.
The room started spinning around him again and clutched on the ropes, hoping it would steady him somehow but he could feel that his consciousness would abandon him soon.
“You... bastard... I-I will.. never..”, Jin panted but he couldn't really see the man's face anymore. “Never..”
Before fainting again, he could here Johnny laughing until his voices faded and Jin fell back into darkness.
#
Ueda knew Kame wouldn't be able to hold on for so long. He was already on the verge of having a nervous breakdown and just kept pacing the room, his fingers clutching his head and mumbling incoherent words over and over again. After trying to break out from the house three times and was pushed back by the guards the same three times, Kame admitted that he couldn't go out and gave up resisting.
“Kame, please, sit down.”
Kame shook his head and continued walking in a frantic pace, covering half of his face with his trembling hands.
“I can't believe it. I can't believe it. How could this happen?” he breathed out and Ueda could see how his face was becoming whiter and whiter with every damn hour they had to spend there, waiting for someone to inform them what had happened to Jin.
Ueda walked to Kame and stopped him with grabbing his shoulders. “Kame, please calm down. We don't know anything yet.”
Kame's expression changed from worried to furious. “You don't know him, Tat-chan. You don't know Johnny. If he... if he...”
“KAME!!! Stop this.”
Ueda's yelling brought Kame back to reality and his knees felt so weak that Ueda had to lead him to a chair.
“Sit down. Okay, that's it.”, he placed his hand on his friend's shoulder comfortingly. “He's going to be fine, Kame.”
Kame gave out a low whimper before he buried his face in his hands.
The ringtone of Ueda's phone made both of them look up and the owner of the phone ran to answer it immediately.
“Pi? What?”
Kame was already on his feet and pressed his palm on his chest because he was sure his heart would jump out. Ueda visibly gulped and Kame wanted to burst into tears.
“I see. Coming.” Ueda cut the line and lowering his phone, he slowly turned to Kame.
“What?” Kame mouthed the word as he couldn't find his voice, his whole body was shaking violently and it seemed an eternity since Ueda responded.
“YAMAPI!!!”
“YAMAPI!!!!”
“HERE!!” Yamapi waved his hands in the air at the two figure who were running towards him in the corridor of the hospital.
As they reached Yamapi, Kame grabbed his shoulders for support, partly because he was out of breath and partly because he was so scared that he wasn't sure he could stay on his feet.
Yamapi stared into the younger boy's pale face, watching his scared expression for a second before he pulled him into a hug. “It's okay, Kame. He's fine.”
Kame panted into Yamapi's shoulder when the words slowly reached his ears and after a minute of being completely blank, relief sweeped through him and hugged the other back tightly. “He... he's...”
“He's fine.” Yamapi repeated and exchanged glances with Ueda who just leaned on the wall, hands resting on his knee as he was still triying to catch his breath.
Kame pulled away. “Where is he? I want to see him.”
“He just woke up. The doctor is there so you have to wait for him to finish. But I talked to him a bit when he regained consciousness and he's fine.”
Kame dropped on a chair and shut his eyes tightly. “He's fine.” Then he looked up at Yamapi. “But what happened?”
Yamapi sighed and sat down next to him then started to speak. He told Kame how Jin gave instructions when he called. Then Yamapi called the police and Ryo and after a while they found the storehouse Jin was talking about. When the police kicked the door in and invaded the place it was practically empty.
“So... they didn't catch him.” Kame concluded and rubbed his forehead.
“No.”, Yamapi continued. “It looks like he knew we were going there. Which means that he has a spy at the police.”
Kame and Ueda looked at him in bewilderment.
Ueda cleared his throat. “Why did they leave Jin behind? I mean...” he looked down and couldn't continue. It was not easy to say that if they wanted to think with Johnny's head, Jin would be dead now. The other possibility was dragging Jin with them.
“Well. They were in a hurry. Johnny even left behind some of his men. And Jin was tied up and unconscious, bringing him with them would have slowed them down. Or...”
“Or what?” Kame asked.
Yamapi sighed. “Or they tought he was already dead.”
Kame gasped and rubbed his eyes to get rid of the image in what state Jin should have been when they found him.
The door of the room next to them opened and the doctor stepped out.
“Sensei.” The three men exclaimed at the same time, making the doctor smile.
“Everything is fine. He's going to heal. His nose and two ribs are broken, but they are going to heal in no time. The hits on his head caused concussion so he will be suffering from headaches for a few weeks. It could even cause memory loss, but so far he could answer everything we asked.”
The three men sighed loudly.
“Thank you, Sensei.”
The man smiled at them. “He is awake now, you can go in, but please let him rest. He needs it.”
They nodded and bowed as the doctor walked away.
Kame felt so relieved and happy but he was still scared. Now that he knew Jin was fine, he started worry about what Jin would think. Is he going to blame Kame? Does he hate him? Because Kame knew he would deserve it.
He had to force himself to take the first steps as they entered the room. Kame stopped breathing when he spotted Jin lying on the hospital bed. His face was bruised, bandages everywhere, cuts and wounds all over his face and his hands and he was so white that his face almost melted into the white sheets.
When Jin glimpsed his friends a wide smile spread in his face which stratled Kame so much that he stopped and couldn't move anymore. How could he smile like this? As if nothing had happened?
“Hey, Jin, how are you feeling?” Ueda stepped closer, smiling.
“I'm fine, Ueda. Thank you.” Jin replied in a hoarse voice which made Kame's heart ache. He was still at the door, not daring step inside.
He took deep breaths and gulped when he realized that Jin didn't even look at him so far. “Why? Does he really hate me?”
He felt the urge to run away but he wanted to talk to Jin so much, to hug him and kiss him, to hold his hand and feel his scent, he wanted to be as close to him as possible.
“Jin?”, he whispered, his voice was breathy and shaky.
Jin stopped chuckling at Yamapi's lame joke Kame didn't even hear and turned his gaze to look at the boy. His expression changed to a surprised one then he seemed to be confused. His eyes narrowed as he was looking at Kame and the boy could feel his blood freezing when silence fell on them.
“Oh god, say something”, Kame pleaded in his mind but Jin was still staring at him with a slightly suspicious look on his face and it felt like hours had passed when he finally spoke.
“Who are you?”
The silence was unbearable. Ueda and Yamapi glared at the singer in shock. Kame almost lost his balance so he leaned on the doorframe when his knees buckled. All color left his face in a split second and his breathing sped up. “This can't be true, it can't be happening.”
After a good minute, Jin finally broke the silence. “Am I supposed to remember you?”, he asked but no one answered his question, all three being in shock. “Come closer.”
Kame didn't know how he managed to push himself from the doorframe and walk to the bed. He whole body was trembling as he stopped in front of Jin.
Jin signaled him to stepped closer, and he himself tried to sit up and steadied himself on his elbow. Kame leaned in, his eyes full of fear as he stared into Jin's curious ones.
Then suddenly Jin grabbed his wrist and pulled him down, pressing his lips on the boy's trembling ones. Kame's eyes widened and he froze in one spot. Then he snapped out and pushed Jin away, making him wince in pain as he hit the singer's broken ribs.
“Ah, Kame!!! That hurt.”
Kame was beyond furious. He gaped and started pacing, trying to find the most appropriate words to insult the older man. “You... you.. YOU BASTARD!!!”
When Yamapi recovered from the shock, he hit Jin on the head hard. “You idiot.”
“Pi, damn you. That hurt, you moron.” Jin cluthed his head and fell back on the pillow.
Kame was still walking, fuming in anger, hands clenched into fists.
“Kazu, I'm sorry.” Jin tried to suppress a chuckle. “I'm sorry, but I couldn't resist. Come here.”
“NO!!”
“Come here, Kazu.”
Kame gave up and went to the bed, stomping his feet loudly on the floor. He fell on the chair beside the bed and threw his arms on the edge of the bed, resting his head on them. “I hate you. I hate you, I swear I hate you so much.”
Jin couldn't stop himself from chuckling when he saw how cute Kame was. He wrapped one arm around the younger boy and pulled him to himself. “I'm sorry, Kazu but you were so cute.”
“It was not funny, Jin.” Kame muffled his voice into the sheets, but Jin pulled him harder and lifted his chin up to kiss him. Kame groaned in annoyance and refused to kiss him back but then he looked into Jin's eyes and all his anger and resistance vanished into thin air.
Yamapi and Uda just rolled their eyes as the two lovers continued kissing.
#
Jin stayed in hospital for a bit more than a week. They didn't really talk about Johnny or anything else that had happened. Kame tried to ask the singer a few times, but Jin usually ended the conversation with pulling the boy to him and kissing him breathless that Kame actually forgot what he wanted to ask.
Jin healed fast and though after one week he could move and walk without any difficulties, his head hurt a lot and until he couldn't get some painkillers he was lying on the bed and tried very hard not to whimper in pain. Kame always ran to find the doctor when he saw that Jin was suffering and the younger man's heart became heavy every time he saw the older one like that.
And there was one more thing that kept reminding him of what had happened and that was the body guards that were standing in front of Jin's room and accompanied Kame where he had to go home to fetch some clothes or take a shower, following him like his own shadow.
The police also appeared several times and it turned out that Jin didn't remember everything that had happened in the store house. Not even when he was conscious. There were moments when Jin was talking about conversations he had with Johnny and he spaced out in the middle of a sentence, then shaking his head he said he couldn't remember more.
The night Jin was discharged from the hospital, Kame was unusually silent and the older man couldn't figure out what was bothering him. The boy had been so cheerful and apparently very happy to have Jin around once again, knowing that he was safe and healing quickly. But now he didn't seem to be happy at all, constantly sighing as he was driving home and giving Jin fake smiles occasionally.
“What's wrong, Kazu?” Jin asked as they stopped in front of the house and watched as the guards' car pulled off after them as well.
Kame shook his head. “Nothing.” he fumbled with the keys and let them in the house.
Jin looked around. “Ah, it feels good to be home again.” Kame smiled at him. “I'm happy the concert was delayed again, so I can be home and spend more time with you.”
Kame's smile faded and he turned around to stroll into the kitchen. “Are you hungry? I'm preparing something to eat.”
“Yeah.”, he heard Jin's voice so close that it made him jump. Jin's arms circled around him from behind. “I'm very hungry, actually.”
Kame chuckled. “That's my earlobe, baka. You can't eat that.”
“Of course I can. And I will.” Jin bit his earlobe once again, making Kame whimper lowly. Then Kame pulled away and turned around.
“Jin.”
“Hm?” The singer now attacked him from the front, kissing his neck gently.
“Jin, stop that.” Kame scolded him but wrapped his arms around Jin's neck loosely. “I want to ask you something.”
Jin stopped licking his neck and looked up at him. “What?”
Kame looked down, biting his lips. “Would you mind if I... if I would invite someone over tomorrow?”
“Who?”
“A friend, you haven't met him before.”
Jin shrugged. “If you want. I can go to see Pi or...”
“No.” Kame cut him off. “Actually, I want you to meet him.”
Jin narrowed his eyes. He didn't really like how nervous Kame seemed to be right now. “Why?”
Kame sighed. “Just don't ask anything. You'll see tomorrow.”
Jin smiled. “Okay, and now where we were?” he murmured against Kame's neck as he dragged him towards the bedroom. Kame sighed and let himself pushed on the bed, Jin hovering above him with a wide smile on his face.
#
“Jin, stop moving please.”
“But you are so slow.” Jin complained as he was trying to sit still while Kame was changing the bandage that was wrapped around his forehead. “Ouch!! Kameeeee!!!”
“I'm sorry, Jin.” Kame apologized nervously when he managed to pull the bandage too tightly. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Are you okay?”
“It hurts.” Jin pouted and hoped that he would be able to make Kame smile because the boy looked like he wanted to burst into tears all day. But what he caused with his childish act was the opposite of what he had expected and his eyes widened when he saw that Kame's eyes got teary.
“I'm sorry, Jin.”
“Kame.”
Kame ignored him and continued undoing the bandages he had wrapped too tightly before. “I'm sorry, Jin.”
“Kazu.”
Kame sniffed and kept repeating his apologies when Jin grabbed his hand tightly. “Kazu!”
Kame stopped and looked at him.
“What's wrong?”
“Nothing, just...” Kame whispered, avoiding Jin's gaze. The man pulled himself down and made him sit on his lap.
“Don't tell me it's nothing. What is it?” he trailed his fingers softly on Kame's blushed cheeks.
“I just...”
The door bell rang and Kame jumped up. “It's him.” he ran to the door before Jin had the chance to hold him back. The singer heaved a long sigh and finished wrapping his bandages around his forehead before he got up from the chair.
When Kame returned with a young boy, Jin eyed the stranger curiously.
Kame stopped in front of Jin, still nervous. “Jin, this is my friend, Tegoshi Yuya.”
The guy smiled shyly and stretched his hand. “Nice to meet you, Akanishi-san.”
“Yeah, same here.” Jin replied slowly as he shook the other's hand.
“Jin.” Kame cleared his throat. “Yuya is a dancer, too. We met a few years ago, we worked together for quite a long time.”
Tegoshi nodded, smiling widely, but Jin found the whole scene very suspicious.
“I..” Kame started in an uncertain tone. He turned his look from Tegoshi to Jin, biting his lips. “I want you to hire him as a dancer for the last show. He can replace me.”
Jin gaped at what he was hearing. “What?”
“Well... you know... it would be dangerous if I..”
“What the hell, Kame?” Jin started to become angry and the fact that Kame was not willing to even look into his eyes, made him even more furious. “You are my dancer for the last concert. It's me who decides it, not you.”
Kame was still looking down at his shoes and Tegoshi was shifting his weight from one leg to another, feeling that he was in a situation he shouldn't be.
“I'm not going to dance, Jin.” Kame said quietly and that was enough for Jin to explode. He stepped forward and grabbed Tegoshi's arm, guiding him to the front door.
“Tegoshi... that was the name, right? I really appreciate you sacrificed your free time to come here, and sorry that it was for nothing, but would you please leave us alone now?” Jin ranted in one breath and before Tegoshi could only open his mouth, Jin shoved him out of the door and slammed it behind him.
“What the hell was that, Kame?” Jin marched back into the living room and stopped behind Kame. “Damn it, look at me when I'm talking to you.” he grabbed the boy's arm and turned him around violently.
When Jin saw the boy's expression, he wanted to scream in frustration. Kame was shaking and fighting back his tears.
“Kazu, what's wrong? Tell me please.” he softened his voice and pulled the other close to hug him but Kame pushed him away.
“NO!!!”
“Kazu...”
“No, Jin. I... I'm...” Kame ran his fingers through his hair and took a deep breath, finally raising his head to look at Jin. “I'm going away.”
Jin was stunned, or rather shocked as he was staring at the younger man in desbelief. “You what?”
Kame closed his eyes for a moment to regain his composure. “I'm going away, Jin.” he whispered.
Jin gulped. “What are you talking about?”
“I'm leaving, Jin. We should end this.” Kame breathed out, his face becoming paler than before and his eyes redder.
“We should end this? But... but...” Jin was speechless. Was Kame breaking up with him just now?
“Please, Jin. Just let me go.”
“No way in hell. Why do you want to leave?” Jin asked, out of breath, his heart clenched painfully, pushing the air out of his lungs.
“I... I want to leave because...” Kame breathed in and out slowly then hardened his expression and looked into Jin's eyes. “Because I don't love you, Jin.”
The singer stared at him, his breath shortened. “I can't believe this. We were... we..”
“Yes, I do like you. And the time we have spent with each other was very precious to me. But I don't love you. Not like you want me to and that's why I'm leaving now.” Kame's voice became cold and Jin slapped his hands on his ears, shaking his now aching head.
“No, I don't believe you. No, no, no.”
“Jin.”
“NO!!!” Jin shouted and grabbed the younger one's shoulders. “Where do you want to go? Back to Johnny, huh?”
“No, Jin. I'm going to stay at Tat-chan's for a while, then...”
“Do you really think I'm going to let you go?”
Kame's heart broke when he saw the desperate look in Jin's eyes but he managed a bitter laughter. “And what would you do? You shut me in a room again?”
“Yes, if I have to do that.”
“Don't you realize it Jin? You can't make me stay here if I don't want to. When you shut me in that room, you could do it only because I didn't really want to go away. I needed you. But I don't need you anymore.”
Jin pursed his lips to prevent them from trembling so much. “It can't end like this.” his voice was barely above a whisper and Kame shook his hands off his shoulder.
“Then how does it usually end?” Kame asked sarcastically. “Do you want a goodbye kiss? Or goodbye sex?”
“What?” Jin breathed out, clutching his head which started throbbing painfully again.
Kame snorted. “Come on, is it sex what you want? Let's do it then.” and with this the younger man stepped closer and strated unbuttoning Jin's shirt with hectic movements. Jin was paralyzed and couldn't move just stared blankly at the other.
“Let's have sex then. Isn't it a nice way to say goodbye?” Kame said almost in anger and pulled off the singer's shirt.
“Kazu.” Jin whispered and tried to stop Kame's hands from pulling down his zipper but the other boy's lips crashed his own suddenly in a brutal kiss. Jin pulled away, panting heavily.
“Kazu, don't.”
Kam ignored him and slapped Jin's hand away, the older man being too slow as his headache blurred his senses.
“That's what you want.” Kame repeated and pushed Jin hard, making him fall onto the sofa, groaning lowly in pain. Then he straddled the older man's hips and threw his own clothes on the floor. Jin was watching him in horror.
“Kazu.”
He was still struggling but didn't have so much energy left and he couldn't push the boy away when he felt rough kisses placed along his neck and chest. “Please, don't.”
Kame licked his skin before kissing him again on the lips violently. Jin's mind was dizzy and he couldn't breathe properly. Kame only stopped when he heard the other man whimper pitifully under him. The younger man pulled away and, as if he just woke up from a dream, stared at Jin in confusion.
The sight of the singer couldn't be more heartbreaking. Jin was panting heavily with his eyes shut tightly, his face white and sweaty and soft groans escaped from his lips.
“Oh my god.” Kame whispered more to himself than to the singer and jumped up, picking his clothes up from the floor and putting them on quickly. “I'm sorry, Jin.”
Jin didn't react just continued breathing heavily with that painful expression on his face and Kame wanted to hug him and do anything he could to ease his pain but he knew he couldn't give up now.
He wiped the unwanted tears away from his face and with glancing at Jin for the last time, he ran out of the house, slamming the door shut behind him.
When Jin heard the door closing, he let his body fall down on the sofa in a lying position and curled up, wrapping his arms around himself, waiting for his erratic heartbeat to slow down.
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