[Multi-chapter] Blood on blood (4/?)
Title: Blood on blood
Author: tsuchi8562
Pairing: SakurAiba (mentioned), Ohno/Chinen, MatsuMiya
Genre: drama, romance, angst
Rating: R
Warning: It's quite scary story... If you don't like violence, don't bother to read it.
Disclaimer: Do not own any of them.. Not that I don't want to though...
Beta: My precious friend and twin xxdaviexx
Summary: Where some surprising 'offer' will bring cruel photographer and aspiring actor?
A/N: I kinda love my Nino in this part... Don't ask why...
MASTERPOST
Jun went into Ohno’s office just to find him with that little octopus-boy who was holding him tight. “He has some nerves,” Matsumoto thought, “acting like this without any shame.”
- Ehrm… Good evening… You called me?
- Ah! Matsumoto-san… Yes… Come in; have a seat. Want something to drink? - Satoshi said with a smile on his face still caressing his small servant’s hair. They looked like an owner and his pet.
- No, thanks… I won’t stay long anyway. Just say what you have to say and I’m gone.
- It will take a while… Are you in a hurry?
Matsumoto didn’t want to say that the ‘Moratorium’ was the last place he wanted to be at, especially after that night. He didn’t like the owner, and that club had turned into an irritating place to be. As a polite Japanese, he just didn’t want to be rude, which was ironic given how he treated the club's treasure the other night.
- Kinda…
- OK, so I will get down to business right away. Yuu-chan,-he said to his cute little puppy-this is an adult conversation. Go home.
- But master… - the young boy tried to oppose with a tone of voice typical to that of a spoiled brat.
- Go home... now! Don’t worry. I’ll be back early today. - Ohno smiled and leaned forward to plant a soft kiss right on the boy’s lips. It was the kind of kiss people would consider erotic, intimate; the kind of intimate that should never be shared in front of an audience. However, none of them seemed to care that a complete stranger was standing in the same room. A while later, Satoshi added some tongue, making the little boy moan a bit. And, finally, he broke the kiss. After it ended, the owner licked his lips and repeated his request to the boy more firmly this time. The young servant went out but not without complaining in short whispers. Jun didn’t feel comfortable at all. He couldn't stop thinking that he was being pulled into some kind of dirty game. In the end, he decided to drink something but he helped himself by making a Screw-driver. Matsumoto was impatient, so he repeated his question:
- Could you tell me what am I doing here?
- I have an offer for you. - Ohno said, sitting in his chair. He looked like a devil full of evil sparks in his eyes and a scary smile. - It’s about this situation with Aiba. - Jun wasn’t surprised. He was aware that the events that had taken place earlier that night had to bring him some consequences. The actor was curious about the kind of proposal that the Moratorium's owner would offer him. Somehow, he sensed some sort of blackmail behind all of this. It was after hearing a familiar, annoying voice that he confirmed his suspicions.
- Kawaii-ko-chan~~! Told you that we'd meet again, ne?
Ninomiya looked like hell. He limped a bit, held his chest tight, and had a few bruises on his face. Matsumoto was quite amused by this fact. He was happy to learn that someone had finally taught this little mosquito a lesson.
- What? Someone didn’t like the pictures you took? Poor thing… - Jun laughed and wanted to say something more, but Ohno interrupted him:
- How are you feeling Ninomiya-san?
- I won’t die if that’s what you’re asking. Your… Gummy Bears are quite skilled. They know how to hit without killing. So, it seems that everyone relevant to this meeting have arrived. Shall we start? I survived the attack. Therefore, I wouldn't like to die from curiosity.
- In fact, I wanted to talk to you separately. But, in that case, I will explain everything now. I want you to destroy Sakurai.
After this sentence, there was silence in the room; it was so intense that you could hear the cutting sound of a knife. Nobody expected this statement. Sho was one of the best regular customers at the Moratorium and never had a single argument with the owner. Quite the opposite... He was always polite and helpful; with the exception of the moment he tried to protect Aiba of course. But, was that reason enough for revenge? Was it really revenge? Or, was it something else? Finally, Matsumoto broke the silence:
- Destroy? Sakurai? But, why?
- Let’s say that he deserved it after making one wrong move.
- What move?
- Doesn’t matter.
- OK… And why do you need us? - Nino joined in the conversation. He had no other choice but to agree to this deal, or his life would be over for good this time. Nino resolved nothing by hesitating, so he decided to act as cool as always. The sooner he finished with this stratagem, the better for him. He wanted to get all of this over with and try to solve his problems. Ohno continued:
- Well, you have photos from that… event… So, you can…
- Had. - Kazunari interrupted.
- What?
- I HAD photos… Your boys destroyed my camera. So, now, you will have to think about using another strategy. - Nino smirked and leaned back on a chair. This could be interesting…
Satoshi swore quietly and squeezed his head with both hands. His plan had just fallen apart before managing to set it in motion. He needed to change his plans, a thing he didn’t like at all. Luckily for him, this situation didn't represent an obstacle that couldn't be surpassed. Nothing was going to make him give up on his goal.
- This isn’t bad at all… It just means that I need Matsumoto-san more than I thought.
- Let’s cut the crap, Ohno-san. - Jun was irritated. - Tell us what you want from us and let’s end this conversation. I don’t have time for this.
- Yes, Ohno-san! Kawaii-ko-chan must rush to the set of his new drama! Oh, wait… You aren’t starring in any… - Kazunari laughed and hissed from another wave of pain in his chest. Matsumoto looked at him with an angry look and was about to say something, but the Moratorium’s owner hit the desk with a fist.
- Enough! - Satoshi took a deep breath and continued calmly this time - I want Matsumoto-san to provoke Sakurai. I don’t know. Throw yourself at Aiba again or something… just to make him really aggressive. And, Ninomiya-san will take pictures.
- And, what if I refuse? - The actor asked looking straight into Ohno’s eyes.
- I was waiting for you to ask that question… Takaki, give me the tape.
The young boy came to the desk and handed his boss a video tape that was put into a player right away.
- I will spare you the beginning… In fact, the most interesting part is… here! - Satoshi moved aside and his guests could see the video perfectly. On the screen, there was Jun with some woman… No, she was more like a girl… She tried to push Matsumoto away, but he hit her.
- Hey, little fellow! - Nino said smiling at one of Ohno’s pretty boys. - Bring some popcorn!
Satoshi paused the video and looked at Jun’s astonished face.
- S-she agreed! You showed only one small piece of it. She agreed!
- Yes, she did. But, who do you think they’ll believe: you or that poor little girl? Now, be a good boy and cooperate.
Matsumoto was really furious. He wanted to get closer to Ohno just to hit him, but the gang stood on his way and didn’t allow him to get near their boss. So, all Jun could do was to calm down and return to his chair.
- You’re a real monster…
- I know - Satoshi said, smiling and returning the tape to Takaki. Both of his guests had already become his accomplices. Thus, he knew that his plan would work.
- Now, go to the VIP room and talk about your plan of action. And, try to get along. We wouldn't want you to get into unnecessary troubles, would we? Goodbye! - The Moratorium’s owner said and disappeared behind the big door.
~*~
The VIP room hadn’t changed after what took place several hours ago. But, somebody managed to clean the stain on the wall-the one caused by Matsumoto when throwing a glass of liquor. The room was quiet and peaceful, like it should be. However, right now, neither of Ohno’s special guests could relax for two reasons. First, they didn’t like each other. Second, they have both been blackmailed by that cruel club owner. This situation was far from comfortable, but it was unavoidable. Nino decided to break the silence in the room:
- So, Kawaii-ko-chan, shall we start talking about our small operation?
- Could you stop calling me that? - Jun asked, bored and tired. Every drop of alcohol had already disappeared from his veins. What was left of it was a huge hangover, making an effect in small steps. His stomach hurt. Probably, he wasn't even looking well based on Nino's question:
- Are you OK, Matsumoto-san? You look like a corpse… If you wanna throw up, I can help you… - Kazunari smiled.
- Keep your dirty fingers away from my throat. I’m fine. Let’s get this over with. Do you have a plan?
- Well, first thing's first. That stinky Ohno has to buy me a new camera. Besides, I’m only here to take pictures, ne? You are the one who has the toughest job because you have to get closer. So, any plan I create will be useless if you're not originating it.
“He’s right,” Matsumoto thought. “But, what the hell do I need to do?” He couldn’t attack Aiba like before. Nobody should dare cross a wild river twice. The best way to provoke Sho would be to steal his new lover away from him. This plan, however, seemed to be impossible. Jun rubbed his head a bit. Three o'clock in the morning wasn’t the best time to think.
Minutes were passing by really quickly. Finally, Ninomiya said:
- You can always try to seduce the bartender…
- Easy for you to say...
- Well, you’re an actor, ne? Oh, yeah… Right… A lousy one at that…
- Watch your mouth! I might not be playing a role in any drama right now, but I know that a good proposal will come to me some day. Besides, we aren’t here to talk about my career. I presume that Ohno has something on you too. What is it? You and some little boy hiding somewhere inside a bathroom at his club?
- No… Money... Simple... But, does it really matter? We’re in this shit together, so be kind. That is stop talking and start thinking.
- I need to steal Aiba away from him. This is the best way, but it will be hard… - Matsumoto rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes, lost in his thoughts. The next thing he saw was Kazunari’s face a mere few inches away from his own nose.
- You’re pretty, Kawaii-ko-chan, but your ways to get yourself a new lover are way too harsh. - Nino smiled straight into Jun’s lips. His closeness was too erotic and much intense. The actor tried to push his interlocutor away but, whether from lack of strength or lack of willingness, he didn’t manage to do it. Soon, he had Ninomiya sitting on his lap while holding his hands and squeezing his body against another pair of knees, kissing the other one passionately and brutally. At first, Matsumoto resisted. Seconds later, he started to return kisses. Their tongues seemed to be in the middle of a semisweet battle, exploring every inch of their mouths. Shortly after, the photographer started to move his hips, slowly rubbing his crotch against the actor's, feeling more and more hot and aroused. Jun couldn’t feel his hands anymore but, deep down inside, he wasn't minding any of this. He just wanted to continue. This extremely pleasurable moment seemed to lead to another place-sinful and dirty. Nevertheless, as sudden as Kazunari had started the erotic assult, he stopped. Nino got up and wiped his lips.
- Pretty and tasty… If only you were a bit smarter… But, you can’t get everything, ne?
- Y-you! What was that?! You attacked me!
- You liked it, didn’t you? I just wanted to show you the results of your own methods, but I failed… Anyway, I’m heading home. I left my card on the counter. Call me if you happen to come across another good idea.
- Ninomiya-san, wait!
The photographer thought to himself: “‘-san’??! My, my… Was I that good??” A small chuckle left his throat, and he looked at the taller man in front of him. What was with that look? Half-closed eyes, a gently opened mouth, a tongue that licked those soft lips…
- What do you want Kawaii-ko… Matsumoto-san?
- Want to spend this night… with me?
Kazunari was astonished. He was fully aware that this young actor hated him. In fact, Nino didn’t like him either. And, now, these words… Did he have an urge for this handsome idiot? Why not? It’s been ages since he had sex with someone. Besides, Jun was a good kisser. The photographer could just imagine what that tongue was capable of doing to the rest of his body… Yes, this proposal was irresistible. Nonetheless, Ninomiya wanted to tease his soon-to-be lover a bit more first.
- Me? With you? This could be interesting… And, what are we supposed to be doing according to you? Play chess?? - Nino wanted to laugh when he was suddenly pushed against the wall and kissed. This time, Matsumoto was the predator, an aspect that Kazunari abhorred because he was used to being the active one... always. It was only a kiss; no rubbing, no touching, no squeezing. This made the photographer even more willing to spend a hot night with this man. Or, more likely, with his body...
“This is getting more and more interesting,” Nino thought before he allowed himself to get lost in promising amounts of pleasure from Jun’s hands.