TCM Act 11: Lust
WARNINGS: Language & Yaoi
[Scene 1]
"Hey, I'm Miku!" he chirped. "I just really have to tell you this--that's a really nice kimono!"
Kyo rested on the wooden bench while observing Bou petting the stray kittens in the park. "So you're saying that your boyfriend dumped you before you could tell him that you loved him?" Kyo summarized. "And that your boyfriend's friends also fell for you, and you nearly returned the same amount of affection?"
Bou nodded.
"Well... Would you really call that love?" Kyo remarked. "It's more like...fear, isn't it? You just do it to do it, but, in the end, you don't really feel much for him or them." Silence happened to sneak in once again in attempt to take away the chance Kyo had. "Say," the bodyguard began, "what do you feel towards me?"
Bou immediately answered, "I don't know."
"Do you like me, Bou-chan?" Miku questioned. Bou gulped.
"I...don't know."
Kyo sighed. "So I am just a replacement?" he mused, "A toy for your pleasure?" Bou stopped playing with the kittens before sharply turning and slightly glaring at the man who captivated him.
"I would ask you the same thing!" Bou snapped, "Am I a replacement, too? A toy for your pleasure? I just figured it out... We're both people who have become victims of loving love." Kyo smirked. Was that it? Was that really it? Shou and Jui have never said anything like that. Were they thinking of something like that? No, Shou was just one who innocently fell in love and had Kyo return his adoration for a day or so, and Jui was the one who wanted to love him. Such things didn't state that Kyo was someone who was obsessed with being in love or loving.
"I don't think so. It might only be just you."
"Earlier, you said that both of your previous lovers ended up dead," Bou continued, "how did they die?"
Kyo laughed and raised a hand, reaching it out towards the sun. The light was blocked from his line of vision as he grasped for the sun.
"By my hands," he answered coolly.
"Because you wanted them to be happy," Bou said confidently.
Kyo stopped. His heart stopped. His lungs stopped. Everything stopped...just for a moment... Just for a moment, his system shut down. Bou was different from Shou and Jui. He knew what he wanted and what came with it. He knew a lot. He wasn't as ignorant as the others.
"I'm not scared of you, Kyo-san. I've been through rough times before and met different personalities before. Kyo-san, even though you are cold...you can be very warm. Kyo-san--"
"What the hell do you know?" Kyo hissed before grabbing the blonde's wrist and pinning him to a tree. Dark eyes burned with fury. Bou didn't cringe.
"Bou!" Miku hissed, slamming his fist against the wall. Bou flinched. "What the hell are you doing?!" The brunet rushed to the window, where he saw his (now former) girlfriend walking away.
Bou bit his lower lip. "I knew that you two were dating...but... I realized something..."
Miku narrowed his eyes at the young man, wondering if hearing him out would be a good thing or not.
"I like you. I really do."
"I kill people. I do 'odd jobs' that involve murder. I enjoy destroying people. Have you not seen what 'Uroboros' has done? That's me. I rip out people's hearts, literally, and cut its strings. I puncture their lungs and cut their necks. I behead them and take apart all four limbs. I--"
"--want to love for once," Bou finished for Kyo although he knew perfectly well that was not what the murderer intended on saying. "Shou-san and Jui-san began that. They thawed your heart so it can beat like a regular human's and made room for human emotions. I want to finish what they've started even if it kills me. Kyo-san... You're not like Miku or Teruki or Kanon... And that's not what attracted me... What attracted me was how you were barely human."
Kyo scowled.
How the hell can he rip apart this person?
Slowly...he crept behind him.
"Kyo-san--nyah!"
The murderer squeezed his most intimate area. Tears began to itch at his eyes. His cheeks turned red.
At a park?!
Immediately, he was pulled around.
A knife was shoved down his throat. He suffocated and struggled to breathe.
After a moment, their tongues entangled. Bou found himself wrapping his fingers in Kyo's hair while the other began to squeeze Bou's shoulders.
"Kyo-san..." Bou rasped out. "Can we please take this elsewhere...? We're at a park--!"
"Shut up. I make the damn decisions."
[Scene 2]
Yuki strolled past a love hotel, not giving it a second glance. Behind him was a shadow that quickly disappeared. The surgeon stopped for a moment.
"How strange... I thought I sensed Jasmine You--no, it can't be... He's deceased now."
As Yuki walked out of sight, Byou pulled Saga into the love hotel. After getting the key to the room, they obliviously walked (Byou sprinting off to their destination while Saga was dragged along like a dead body) past Tora and Hiroto, who was completely unaware of the other pair's presence.
"Nii-san...so this is what a love hotel looks like?!" Hiroto awed. Tora sighed. For some reason, his younger brother wanted to see what a love hotel looks like. Tora tried to persuade him otherwise, saying that it was like any other hotel--but Hiroto wouldn't take no for an answer (Stubborn brat, Tora hissed inwardly).
"Yup..."
Tora and Hiroto walked away (Hiroto skipping off and Tora trudging behind the younger brother) while Kyo and Bou crept right past them. Kyo slipped the key in and turned before twisting the doorknob and pushing it open. He shoved Bou inside before locking the door behind him.
"There. You got what you fucking want. Now shut the fuck up while I figure out what to fucking do with you," Kyo grunted. Bou headed over to the bed with silk sheets, blankets, and pillows. Kyo narrowed his eyes at the model. Why did he even come here? Well, he couldn't turn back now. That wouldn't be cool at all. Instead, he trudged over to the bathroom and ran the water for a shower.
Unknown to him, Bou meekly snuck into the bathroom cautiously and carefully. Kyo snapped.
"WHAT THE HELL?!"
"I needed to--"
"I DON'T CARE."
Bou whimpered ever-so-lightly before Kyo pulled the blonde in as well--clothes and everything. The water seeped through his clothing. His wet hair clung to his face and his clothes began to drag, becoming heavier and heavier. Kyo had to admit that the model looked attractive still. It kind of pissed him off.
A pair of arms wrapped around his bare waist.
"I'm sorry," Bou apologized ever-so-gently. "I didn't think you'd be mad..."
"Whatever. Just take off your clothes. You'll get sick. Killing a sick person is no fun," Kyo grumbled. Bou nodded. Kyo grabbed a bottle of shampoo and rubbed it onto Bou's head after the model was done disposing his clothes.
"In the end, you said the same thing as them," Kyo muttered. The only action Bou took was to silently nod his head. They both knew where this was going to end up. "All of your efforts are going to go to waste... I'm not going to stop doing my job."
"Isn't it worth a shot?" Bou retorted lightly.
"I wonder..." Kyo pondered aloud. Bou was different. The others had not made it this far when knowing of his secret. Perhaps he could keep him around for a little while. After their quick shower, they changed into their given yutakas. They were plain and boring. Kyo's was a black silk while Bou's was silky pink. There was no design, nothing at all, yet Bou still looked cute and adorable--in a yutaka, no less. Kyo's eyes strayed to the blonde who was sipping tea in the center of the room. He appeared as a princess although in reality he was second to Hizaki.
"Kyo-san... Who is Hizaki-senpai to you?"
"Hizaki? He's my boss's brother," Kyo answered bluntly.
"Does he mean anything to you?"
"Not really."
"This morning... You two seemed awfully close... Hizaki-senpai had a lot of work today, well... that's what Teru-san told me, but he came all the way down to talk to you, who also happened to be talking to Teru-san."
Their conversation was put on hold. Kyo smirked. So that's what it is... he thought to himself, Jealousy. Bou gulped at the pause. Was this a good pause? Was it not? He jumped, startled, at the sudden burst of laughter. A laugh that was humored...but delighted as well.
Kyo slid off the bed and sat on his knees behind Bou. Wrapping his arms around those tiny shoulders, he whispered in his ear, "Why are you worrying about that? Shouldn't you be worrying about your next move?" Flustered, the model's cheeks began to flush and stammer.
"Nya!"
"Are you a cat or something?" Kyo teased after gnawing on the nape of Bou's neck. "Itadakimasu~" he chimed.
[Scene 3]
The next day was calm and normal. Everything seemed to be back into balance...so far.
Kai instinctively lifted his head from the cabinets to the front of the café upon hearing the bells. "Welcome!" he exclaimed. He tilted his head 45 degrees to the side upon seeing a smiling Nao, who greeted the chef with the same amount of energy. "Nao...kun?" he questioned hesitantly, "What's up?"
Nao scurried behind the counter to his expresso corner. He began to grind beans and heat the water. He prepared the whipped cream and the flavoring. A wide grin set on his face, he went off to work. "Kai! I've the perfect way to make my coffee 100% better!"
"But your coffee is already deli--?"
"No. I was not content with it. I was always thinking about how to make it better. Now I know."
"Kai-san! Nao-san is smiling!" Hiroto chirped, pointing at the barista. "Even though the times are hard, he is smiling! We should all smile! Shou-san and Jui-san would also want to smile, ne~?" Tora chuckled before sipping his tea and flipping through the cook book.
"But really... I wonder why that guy asked me to do it," Tora murmured, "and I only have three days left to finish it... Plus the fact that I still can't bake."
"Then why don't you ask Kai-san to help you?" a familiar voice questioned.
Tora looked away from the book and found Reita leaning against the wall. The blonde shook his head and pointed behind the college student. Tora turned around and found Nao delivering coffee to Kyo, who merely raised an eyebrow. The shorter man pointed a finger to the person beside him.
Bou.
"I've heard that Kai-san can do anything related to cooking--which includes baking. I have to learn by watching, and I also know that rushing can't get you anywhere. Maybe you can take today to learn and tomorrow to try and the day after tomorrow to make," the model chirped. Everyone, other than Kyo, shared a bewildered nod.
"Kai!" Uruha cried as he barged in. "We've got a problem."
[Scene 4]
Kamijo hummed silently as he observed the car accident. The young girl was whisked away inside an ambulance to a nearby and capable hospital... Yuki's hospital. He would not be able to observe the scene entirely, but he would have his part soon that would begin two days after today. He placed the adoption papers inside the drawer of his desk.
Everything will go well.
He will get more support for Versailles Pharmacy, a daughter, and the elixir. Not to mention, a loyal assassin whom he can quarrel with. Yes, Kyo will also be in the palm of his hands. Only temporarily, however, since he knew very well that Kyo would not accept to be a part of their clan... At the moment, that is. When life starts to get complicated, Kyo would seek his help and that was where his loyal assassin would stay.
After knocking on the door, it opened and the carpenter poked his head in. "Excuse me for my intrusion, but I'll have to say... The room for your daughter will be a bit smaller than the other rooms here since it was a last minute addition and we do not want the room to be falling apart immediately. As you suggested, we'll be using two of the guest rooms. The first thing we'll have to do is knock down the wall and then we'll be smoothing it out. I suggest that you should move out for a bit if you don't not like the noise. Do you have anywhere to stay? If not, I could arrange a hotel for you...?"
Kamijo answered politely and honestly, "That would be nice, but it is not needed. However, I do appreciate the thought. I have a villa in Sapporo. Thank you very much for coming, Aoi-san."
[Scene 1]
"Hey, I'm Miku!" he chirped. "I just really have to tell you this--that's a really nice kimono!"
Kyo rested on the wooden bench while observing Bou petting the stray kittens in the park. "So you're saying that your boyfriend dumped you before you could tell him that you loved him?" Kyo summarized. "And that your boyfriend's friends also fell for you, and you nearly returned the same amount of affection?"
Bou nodded.
"Well... Would you really call that love?" Kyo remarked. "It's more like...fear, isn't it? You just do it to do it, but, in the end, you don't really feel much for him or them." Silence happened to sneak in once again in attempt to take away the chance Kyo had. "Say," the bodyguard began, "what do you feel towards me?"
Bou immediately answered, "I don't know."
"Do you like me, Bou-chan?" Miku questioned. Bou gulped.
"I...don't know."
Kyo sighed. "So I am just a replacement?" he mused, "A toy for your pleasure?" Bou stopped playing with the kittens before sharply turning and slightly glaring at the man who captivated him.
"I would ask you the same thing!" Bou snapped, "Am I a replacement, too? A toy for your pleasure? I just figured it out... We're both people who have become victims of loving love." Kyo smirked. Was that it? Was that really it? Shou and Jui have never said anything like that. Were they thinking of something like that? No, Shou was just one who innocently fell in love and had Kyo return his adoration for a day or so, and Jui was the one who wanted to love him. Such things didn't state that Kyo was someone who was obsessed with being in love or loving.
"I don't think so. It might only be just you."
"Earlier, you said that both of your previous lovers ended up dead," Bou continued, "how did they die?"
Kyo laughed and raised a hand, reaching it out towards the sun. The light was blocked from his line of vision as he grasped for the sun.
"By my hands," he answered coolly.
"Because you wanted them to be happy," Bou said confidently.
Kyo stopped. His heart stopped. His lungs stopped. Everything stopped...just for a moment... Just for a moment, his system shut down. Bou was different from Shou and Jui. He knew what he wanted and what came with it. He knew a lot. He wasn't as ignorant as the others.
"I'm not scared of you, Kyo-san. I've been through rough times before and met different personalities before. Kyo-san, even though you are cold...you can be very warm. Kyo-san--"
"What the hell do you know?" Kyo hissed before grabbing the blonde's wrist and pinning him to a tree. Dark eyes burned with fury. Bou didn't cringe.
"Bou!" Miku hissed, slamming his fist against the wall. Bou flinched. "What the hell are you doing?!" The brunet rushed to the window, where he saw his (now former) girlfriend walking away.
Bou bit his lower lip. "I knew that you two were dating...but... I realized something..."
Miku narrowed his eyes at the young man, wondering if hearing him out would be a good thing or not.
"I like you. I really do."
"I kill people. I do 'odd jobs' that involve murder. I enjoy destroying people. Have you not seen what 'Uroboros' has done? That's me. I rip out people's hearts, literally, and cut its strings. I puncture their lungs and cut their necks. I behead them and take apart all four limbs. I--"
"--want to love for once," Bou finished for Kyo although he knew perfectly well that was not what the murderer intended on saying. "Shou-san and Jui-san began that. They thawed your heart so it can beat like a regular human's and made room for human emotions. I want to finish what they've started even if it kills me. Kyo-san... You're not like Miku or Teruki or Kanon... And that's not what attracted me... What attracted me was how you were barely human."
Kyo scowled.
How the hell can he rip apart this person?
Slowly...he crept behind him.
"Kyo-san--nyah!"
The murderer squeezed his most intimate area. Tears began to itch at his eyes. His cheeks turned red.
At a park?!
Immediately, he was pulled around.
A knife was shoved down his throat. He suffocated and struggled to breathe.
After a moment, their tongues entangled. Bou found himself wrapping his fingers in Kyo's hair while the other began to squeeze Bou's shoulders.
"Kyo-san..." Bou rasped out. "Can we please take this elsewhere...? We're at a park--!"
"Shut up. I make the damn decisions."
[Scene 2]
Yuki strolled past a love hotel, not giving it a second glance. Behind him was a shadow that quickly disappeared. The surgeon stopped for a moment.
"How strange... I thought I sensed Jasmine You--no, it can't be... He's deceased now."
As Yuki walked out of sight, Byou pulled Saga into the love hotel. After getting the key to the room, they obliviously walked (Byou sprinting off to their destination while Saga was dragged along like a dead body) past Tora and Hiroto, who was completely unaware of the other pair's presence.
"Nii-san...so this is what a love hotel looks like?!" Hiroto awed. Tora sighed. For some reason, his younger brother wanted to see what a love hotel looks like. Tora tried to persuade him otherwise, saying that it was like any other hotel--but Hiroto wouldn't take no for an answer (Stubborn brat, Tora hissed inwardly).
"Yup..."
Tora and Hiroto walked away (Hiroto skipping off and Tora trudging behind the younger brother) while Kyo and Bou crept right past them. Kyo slipped the key in and turned before twisting the doorknob and pushing it open. He shoved Bou inside before locking the door behind him.
"There. You got what you fucking want. Now shut the fuck up while I figure out what to fucking do with you," Kyo grunted. Bou headed over to the bed with silk sheets, blankets, and pillows. Kyo narrowed his eyes at the model. Why did he even come here? Well, he couldn't turn back now. That wouldn't be cool at all. Instead, he trudged over to the bathroom and ran the water for a shower.
Unknown to him, Bou meekly snuck into the bathroom cautiously and carefully. Kyo snapped.
"WHAT THE HELL?!"
"I needed to--"
"I DON'T CARE."
Bou whimpered ever-so-lightly before Kyo pulled the blonde in as well--clothes and everything. The water seeped through his clothing. His wet hair clung to his face and his clothes began to drag, becoming heavier and heavier. Kyo had to admit that the model looked attractive still. It kind of pissed him off.
A pair of arms wrapped around his bare waist.
"I'm sorry," Bou apologized ever-so-gently. "I didn't think you'd be mad..."
"Whatever. Just take off your clothes. You'll get sick. Killing a sick person is no fun," Kyo grumbled. Bou nodded. Kyo grabbed a bottle of shampoo and rubbed it onto Bou's head after the model was done disposing his clothes.
"In the end, you said the same thing as them," Kyo muttered. The only action Bou took was to silently nod his head. They both knew where this was going to end up. "All of your efforts are going to go to waste... I'm not going to stop doing my job."
"Isn't it worth a shot?" Bou retorted lightly.
"I wonder..." Kyo pondered aloud. Bou was different. The others had not made it this far when knowing of his secret. Perhaps he could keep him around for a little while. After their quick shower, they changed into their given yutakas. They were plain and boring. Kyo's was a black silk while Bou's was silky pink. There was no design, nothing at all, yet Bou still looked cute and adorable--in a yutaka, no less. Kyo's eyes strayed to the blonde who was sipping tea in the center of the room. He appeared as a princess although in reality he was second to Hizaki.
"Kyo-san... Who is Hizaki-senpai to you?"
"Hizaki? He's my boss's brother," Kyo answered bluntly.
"Does he mean anything to you?"
"Not really."
"This morning... You two seemed awfully close... Hizaki-senpai had a lot of work today, well... that's what Teru-san told me, but he came all the way down to talk to you, who also happened to be talking to Teru-san."
Their conversation was put on hold. Kyo smirked. So that's what it is... he thought to himself, Jealousy. Bou gulped at the pause. Was this a good pause? Was it not? He jumped, startled, at the sudden burst of laughter. A laugh that was humored...but delighted as well.
Kyo slid off the bed and sat on his knees behind Bou. Wrapping his arms around those tiny shoulders, he whispered in his ear, "Why are you worrying about that? Shouldn't you be worrying about your next move?" Flustered, the model's cheeks began to flush and stammer.
"Nya!"
"Are you a cat or something?" Kyo teased after gnawing on the nape of Bou's neck. "Itadakimasu~" he chimed.
[Scene 3]
The next day was calm and normal. Everything seemed to be back into balance...so far.
Kai instinctively lifted his head from the cabinets to the front of the café upon hearing the bells. "Welcome!" he exclaimed. He tilted his head 45 degrees to the side upon seeing a smiling Nao, who greeted the chef with the same amount of energy. "Nao...kun?" he questioned hesitantly, "What's up?"
Nao scurried behind the counter to his expresso corner. He began to grind beans and heat the water. He prepared the whipped cream and the flavoring. A wide grin set on his face, he went off to work. "Kai! I've the perfect way to make my coffee 100% better!"
"But your coffee is already deli--?"
"No. I was not content with it. I was always thinking about how to make it better. Now I know."
"Kai-san! Nao-san is smiling!" Hiroto chirped, pointing at the barista. "Even though the times are hard, he is smiling! We should all smile! Shou-san and Jui-san would also want to smile, ne~?" Tora chuckled before sipping his tea and flipping through the cook book.
"But really... I wonder why that guy asked me to do it," Tora murmured, "and I only have three days left to finish it... Plus the fact that I still can't bake."
"Then why don't you ask Kai-san to help you?" a familiar voice questioned.
Tora looked away from the book and found Reita leaning against the wall. The blonde shook his head and pointed behind the college student. Tora turned around and found Nao delivering coffee to Kyo, who merely raised an eyebrow. The shorter man pointed a finger to the person beside him.
Bou.
"I've heard that Kai-san can do anything related to cooking--which includes baking. I have to learn by watching, and I also know that rushing can't get you anywhere. Maybe you can take today to learn and tomorrow to try and the day after tomorrow to make," the model chirped. Everyone, other than Kyo, shared a bewildered nod.
"Kai!" Uruha cried as he barged in. "We've got a problem."
[Scene 4]
Kamijo hummed silently as he observed the car accident. The young girl was whisked away inside an ambulance to a nearby and capable hospital... Yuki's hospital. He would not be able to observe the scene entirely, but he would have his part soon that would begin two days after today. He placed the adoption papers inside the drawer of his desk.
Everything will go well.
He will get more support for Versailles Pharmacy, a daughter, and the elixir. Not to mention, a loyal assassin whom he can quarrel with. Yes, Kyo will also be in the palm of his hands. Only temporarily, however, since he knew very well that Kyo would not accept to be a part of their clan... At the moment, that is. When life starts to get complicated, Kyo would seek his help and that was where his loyal assassin would stay.
After knocking on the door, it opened and the carpenter poked his head in. "Excuse me for my intrusion, but I'll have to say... The room for your daughter will be a bit smaller than the other rooms here since it was a last minute addition and we do not want the room to be falling apart immediately. As you suggested, we'll be using two of the guest rooms. The first thing we'll have to do is knock down the wall and then we'll be smoothing it out. I suggest that you should move out for a bit if you don't not like the noise. Do you have anywhere to stay? If not, I could arrange a hotel for you...?"
Kamijo answered politely and honestly, "That would be nice, but it is not needed. However, I do appreciate the thought. I have a villa in Sapporo. Thank you very much for coming, Aoi-san."