HOUSE OF SIN - The Diary of Uke Yutaka : CHAPTER 10 PART 1 [ URUHA / ??]

[luna_no_koibito]

Title: HOUSE OF SIN - The Diary of Uke Yutaka
Chapters: 10.1/??
Author: luna_no_koibito
Genre: Human drama, romance, war, angst.
Warnings: men/men relationship, cursing, sex, violence, incest.
Rating: from PG -15 to NC-17 (Depending on chapter)
Pairing: Revealing this might spoil the story just yet ... suggest looking at the character list (^_^)!
Bands: the GazettE, Dir En Grey, X-Japan, Nightmare, An Cafe', Alice Nine, Kra, SuG.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and don't wish I did because I'd be sorry for what could befall them （・＿・；）！
Summary: ( Synopsis )
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CHAPTER 9 PART 3


“Welcome home!” was regrettably the only customary greeting he had received from an innumerable amount of people, whom to his modest opinion, as many others, had a high misconception regarding the meaning of the words home and homeland.

Home. The place where you don't mind spending the rest of your life in, where everything and everyone just makes you want to cheerfully smile, breathe in relief, and drop to the ground with arms wide open while screaming “I am home at at last!”, where your heart lays awaiting for you to come back and get it. Homeland. The piece of land where a female genital apparatus suddenly opened, and released another human being. And that, was exactly what England meant to him, nothing less, but what used to be unfortunately something more. Such as the place where he thought he had to spend the rest of his life, surrounded by nothing but painful memories of a future that never took place, betrayed by the one person, whom was supposed to have loved, and cherished him, the one person, he had sworn to give his everything; the designated home, he had decided to leave his heart in.

However, he had somehow managed to escape all of that misery, when he'd left England, twenty years ago, to be more precise, in a week it would have been exactly twenty years. Twenty years from when he stopped believing in fairy tales and happy ending. Twenty years from when he resolved that he was better than that, than him, than everything that England had to offer, and decided to make the rest of the world his home, or find it somewhere else abroad. Twenty years from when he had decided to loath love, happiness, and all their jolly little friends, damning those who had them, and cursing those, who pursued them. Ever since then, things in the Hayashi family had taken an unfortunate turn, or so he had heard the first time he'd left the house. Rumors had it that it had turned into a sort of unstable environment, where all sort of disturbing, and once again erroneously called, sinful dealings took place.

He had never attributed such turn of events to the words he had so angrily professed that fateful night before leaving the nation for the first time, for even though he had meant those words to mean as much, things such as maledictions were a mere fraction of that fairy-tale world he had given up on. Nevertheless, somewhere deep inside, where a fragment of his goodhearted being still rested protected from his new born merciless one, he had reserved a little space for those, who he had “apparently” and unwillingly damned. For those, at the time, four little souls, who had come a long way to become seven. Seven souls, whom had, and were still apparently going through hell. Seven souls for whom he had gladly accepted to become dear Uncle Kouyou, because even though he didn't believe in curses, he couldn't help but feel a bit of guilt.

Thus, every once in a while, he'd come back, to check on them, and them only. He needed no interaction with the surprisingly high number of the somewhat dimwitted and clueless citizens of the country, the few unfortunately too wise, and greedy for their own good, or most of his family and friends. Those seven, and a few other very close family relations were all too much, already, even though he had to admit to himself that he hadn't expected to care the way he did for his seven nephews, for he really loved them all.

Yet, it still was a burden to set foot on the old country. Not because of the bad memories, but recently, because of the unbearable boredom he'd feel compared to the places he was returning form. He didn't even fear meeting that one person by any chance, for all the times he had come back, he somehow managed to have missed him all the time, and it definitely didn't help that he had ignored all the letters, or ways that person had tried to contact him through his siblings. Apologize, that's what he wanted to do, but Kouyou didn't want to hear any of it, it was a bit too late for that anyways, and it would have simply got him back into the vicious circle he was trying to escape by leaving England, and staying away from him. So maybe, there ways an infinitesimally small chance, that he was still a bit concerned with accidentally bumping into that person. However, the new journey he'd returned from, had improved him in many ways, and helped him open many other doors he didn't know he had the keys to, reason why, he felt like he could actually confront him if the occasion revealed itself.

-I can't believe we actually made it in ...- he sighed in a unimpressed manner -usually English people are so scared and ignorant … - he continued in his absent observation, leaning over the left side of his ride, to directly regard the person he was talking to -I thought they would have froze at the sight of Mr.Peanuts, for did you notice the face of that one guard Riji? … I could have sworn his paints turned a darker red somewhere around his crotch - Kouyou sarcastically observed, and inquired caressing the back of the animal he was currently riding, and talking about, once again looking at the same man, who was Indian looking, and was wearing a fuchsia turban on very short black hair, only a silk red waistcoat decorated with golden embroidering as a top, and baggy looking orange pants with fuchsia and gold shoes -... but I guess that my last name did the magic anyways … - he resignedly stated, leaning back into his chair.

-They were looking at me weirdly thought - plainly pointed out the addressed man looking up at Kouyou's seat.

-Oh don't worry about them Riji - nonchalantly exclaimed Kouyou - they are just envious because your skin color looks amazing, and they look like they could rival death in paleness … I mean look, the same as me … I tried to but ...- he pointed out looking at his milky white skin -whenever I tried to get tanned, the precious bright ball burnt the hell out of me … - he sarcastically expressed while puffing and pouting in disappointment -Kami … you have said nothing since we got here, not that I blame you, for London is not the must exciting of place but still, are you alright? - he questioned leaning on the other side of his ride, looking down at another Indian looking man, dressed the same way as the other but with long black hair -And did you know the way I call your name means god in Japanese? - he then added in excitement

-That is why you should call me by my full name, Master Kouyou - politely expressed the man looking up at a pretense angrily pouting Kouyou

-How many times have I told you to drop the “Master”. It is Kou-you, period. Riji does it so well ... - exasperatedly sighed the rider, throwing his arms in the air -if you continue calling me that, I see no other option but to properly punish you later on ...- he then observed grinning down at the other, with an expression, which implied that more than the normal type of punishment was going to take place.

-I am looking forward to my punishment then … master Kouyou - smirked the long-haired man, looking up at an as well smirking, and lip-biting Kouyou, who suddenly turned around in his high seat, and pointed at a mansion ahead of them.

-That over there, is the house where I was born, brought up, and all the other good stuff you do to human beings before they finally decided that it's time to leave … -cynically expressed Kouyou - … but I just can't wait for the two of you to meet my nephews, you will love them, and I am sure that Takeru will love Mr. Peanuts. Oh look! The gates are opened, I can't wait to see the looks on their faces when they see us coming - he expressed in apparent over-excitement -let's see, we are almost there, do you remember the names, and description of my nephews? - he curiously inquired swiftly looking down on both sides of Mr. Peanuts, observing both man nodding in agreement -really? ...- doubtingly whispered Kouyou wanting to make sure that they truly did remember -Alright then staring from Kami, say the name, and a little fun fact for the first born. Ready, go!-

-Yasuno, eldest son, constantly engaging and disengaging, but truly in love with Takeru, and in constant active denial - readily began the long-haired Indian man

-Very accurate. Riji you are next - amusingly called Kouyou

-Takahiro, second son, eldest twin, not to talkative, but probably most wanted person in many counties by now.

-Good good ...- satisfyingly nodded Kouyou -...next Kami -

-Akira, third son, and youngest twin. Angry -

-Well, how precise!- exclaimed the rider in pretense surprise -... next Riji-

-Kazuhiro, fourth son, trapped in the body of a woman ... named Ayumi? ...- hesitantly inquired the other

-Something like that … yes … -meditatively nodded Kouyou, tapping his index on his chin -... next Kami -

-Kazamasa, fifth son, erroneously considered mentally hill -

-No mistake in that ...- confidently affirmed Kouyou -oh! We are almost there, I can see servants running out, hurry Riji who's next?- he then fervently inquired sounding in a rush.

-Takanori, sixth son, could almost compete with you in intelligence, obsession with gloves-

-Hmm hmm- quickly hummed Kouyou, intently observing the front door -then the last one Kami, quickly-

-Takeru, bad-mouthed such as yourself. Sex addict … such as yourself -

-Optimum!- exclaimed Kouyou, clapping his hands once, as they stopped in front of the main door, where they could spot all servants, hiding inside the house, from the wide hall way windows. Their face looked aghast, and dumbstruck at the same time, as they seemed to debate whether it was wise to step outside. After what seemed like another eternity to the new guest, the front door suddenly, and slowly opened, reveling at least six guards, and a blond head behind them.

-Blonde hair … not too tall … dress- Kouyou whispered to himself, as he tried to discern the identity of the hidden person -... dress ... of course … - he then dumbly breathed out -... Well Kazuhiro, are you not going to greet your beloved Uncle Kouyou?- he then loudly pointed out, raising on his chair, and pushing a stray lock of hair away from his face, while smiling down at the dazed looking blond, who had cautiously moved in front of the guards.

-U-u-u-uncle Ko-kouyou ….- stuttered Kazuhiro, terrifyingly dazing at his uncle's, abnormally huge ride, and shakily raising, and pointing a finger towards it, quickly withdrawing it, and pressing his body to the guards behind him, as the animal stretched a part of it's body towards him.

-Oh my gush! - irritatedly expressed Kouyou, pouting at his nephew -you people have never seen an elephant before?!- he then exasperatedly exclaimed, sitting back on his sit sighing -well … I guess not …oh baby! Did I wake you up am sorry! - he whispered, looking down at a little golden lion tamarin -Here Akira … come to daddy - he then cooed, extending his arms to the tiny ape, who readily jumped on Kouyou, placing his arms around his neck, as he readily surrounded his arms under the animals lower body.

-... A-a ... mo-monkey? … - bemusedly exclaimed Kazuhiro, shaking his head in wonder, while making sure that the elephant's trunk didn't reach him

-Akira - stressed out Kouyou, in feign superior tone -in not a monkey, but an golden lion tamarin, which I got in China, while Mr.Peanuts, is an adorable Indian elephant - he explained, looking down at a still stunned Kazuhiro - what? … do I have blood on me? What's wrong?! Why are you looking at me like that?- agitatedly inquired Kouyou, tapping himself around, as the ape began playing with his hair

-Why is your hair black?!- finally getting over the shock caused by both animals -...and Akira is not going to like having a monkey named after him ...- he then sighed, pitifully looking up at his uncle

-Golden lion tamarin ... - pointedly corrected the brunette, cheerfully playing with Akira's tiny nose -... I don't remember up the top of my head where I got this, but yes, they discovered hair dye, and blond was staring to get old … do you like it?- he quickly explained, and newly regarded the upwards looking blond, as he flipped some of his hair with a quick motion of his head

-It really ...- began Kazuhiro, quickly moving his head to the right, to avoid Mr. Peanuts trunk -..suits you Uncle Kouyou- he then concluded

-Thank you, did not have any doubt about that ...- he replied with a grin getting himself newly seated in his regal looking seat - Alright time to get off ... Mr. Peanuts down please - he then politely exclaimed, and the elephant readily bent, as the two Indian promptly walked towards the side that Kouyou was about to get off from, each extending an arm towards the brunette.

-... Now hold on tight Akira ...- he warned pushing the monkey to his back, as he reached out for each of the extended hands, and gracefully got out off the elephant -Thank you very much Mr. Peanuts ..- he gratefully uttered, extending his neck backwards to regard the elephant, who raised his trunk and lowly trumpeted in reply - … thank you Rijun ... - he then huskily whispered landing his lips on the ones of the short haired Indian, in a fervid kiss -... and thank you Kamik - he whispered once more turning to his right, and repeating the same action with the long haired Indian, under Kazuhiro's bewildered expression

-Uncle Kouyou!- exclaimed the blonde, sternly staring at the heedlessly disregarding brunette, who was slowly passing a hand down Rijun's chest, as he got ready to kiss him again, before Kazuhiro's interruption

-… home chaste home ...- sarcastically breathed out the brunette rolling his eyes, which he slowly replaced on Kazuhiro, who was shyly glimpsing at both Indian man -Well where are my manners … - he exclaimed in feign ignorance -... this very handsome gentlemen over here is Rijun, whom I usually call Riji, and this other very handsome gentlemen over here is Kamik, who I usually call Kami ... - he calmly introduced, as both men bowed to the blond, who did the same in an awkward bashful manner -they are my bodyguards, and … stress-relievers- he then implying concluded, grinning at Kamik, who simply smiled, and nodded in agreement -they offered to accompanying, and protect me in my journeys, after I saved them from being unfairly sentenced ...- he quickly added lustily looking at Rijun, who replied with an as well wantonly expression -... hmm … - he lowly moaned getting closer to the short haired Indian-... I'm horny- he pointed out matter-of-factly, lightly tapping the man on his chin with his index finger -... but first things first! - Kouyou quickly stated, turning his attention back to a resignedly head-shaking Kazuhiro

-So where are all my other adorable nephews - he inquired, calmly looking left and right, as if expecting someone to suddenly pop out of nowhere -... where is my usual Welcome back home Uncle Kouyou cheer?- he inquired with a delicate smile, as he patted Akira, who had crawled back to his front.

-... the others ...- slowly replied the blond as if sadly meditating on the meaning of the word, lightly lowering his head, and fixing his gaze to grown, as his expression quickly turned from shock to desolation in mere seconds.

-Well? What happened? What is with the mournful face?- swiftly inquired the brunette, who was beginning to perceive Kazuhiro's discomfort, and it took no genius to realize that something was wrong, completely wrong. To begin with, even if the rest decided not to show up, at least one of them would always come running to him, bound to have come to greet him, no matter what, and that one person wasn't there -Where is Takeru? ...- he then questioned, in a serious tone, handing Akira to Rijun while observing the blond's eyes, which were still pointing to the ground, but swiftly began to randomly roam around, as if searching of something.

-Takeru... Takeru had an accident last night ...- he then calmly professed, still unable to look up at the elder - he is- tried to continue the blond, but was cut short by a his uncle, who quickly walked passed him, and all the guardians to speed-walk into the building, closely followed by Rijun, Kamik, and Kazuhiro.

Pushing himself threw the crowed of attendants that where now trying to quickly get back to their duties, he aimed straight for the stairs, and almost ran up to the second floor, where as soon as he turned the corner, he was welcomed by three familiar faces; three spiritless familiar faces

-U-uncle Kouyou ...- surprisingly stated Akira, as if awaken from a trance

-Don't “Uncle Kouyou” me Akira, what happened?- quickly, and sternly inquired the brunette

-Just ...- began Akira, quickly getting distracted, as his strict scrutinizing gaze, fell on the two strangers, who had followed his uncle, along with Kazuhiro.

-Eyes on me young man, what happened? - suddenly called out the brunette, snapping his fingers in front of Akira's face, who promptly returned his gaze to the elder man

-A slitted wrist - dryly stated Takahiro, who was dejectedly leaning on a window in the hallway, on the opposite side of the door, in front of which Kazamasa was standing, and staring as if hypnotized.

-A slitted what? ...- Kouyou swiftly inquired, his delicate features rapidly morphing into an uncertain mixture of anger and disbelieve, while his eyes remained fixed in front of himself, as if trying to comprehend the meaning behind the recently acquired information. A slitted wrist rarely had any other meaning than the one of a person, who tried to commit suicide, and unfortunately he himself knew very well, If his reasoning was correct, as it usually was, there was only one person, whom could have caused such a reaction in the youngest of his nephews -... where is Yasuno?- he slowly inquired, noticeably trying to keep his voice in check.

-He is inside ...- calmly replied Akira looking towards the closed door -... with him, he- continued the lawyer, but his sentence was interrupted, by the seemingly restless brunette, who walked towards the door, and stopped next to Kazamasa. Quickly checking into the pockets of his purple long summer coat, he brought out a pair of lilac colored silk gloves, and wearing them, he leaned into the younger's apathetic face, trying first to get his attention by simply doing so, but as he expected, it was in vane.

Thus, he place both his gloved hands on the younger blond's cheek, and genuinely smiled, as the boy's eyes flapped, and slowly revolved towards him - Do not worry Shou ...- gently began the brunette, maintaining his reassuring smile -... now Uncle Kouyou will go in and fix everything, alright? - he then inquired, receiving a slow, and spiritless nod by the blond -good, so would you please step back for me? … maybe go and stay next to Takahiro by the window - he then kindly suggested, releasing one of his cheeks, and using the hand to point at the eldest twin, who seemed to nervously shift on his weight, as he observed Kazamasa turning towards him. The painter nodded once more, and directed himself towards the other side of the window, silently looking outside of it.

Waiting for the younger blond to arrive to his not too far destination, Kouyou then turned around, and without bothering with knocking, he slowly opened the door, and calmly allowed himself in.

-Uncle Kouyou - suddenly exclaimed Yasuno, who was sitting on a chair, pulled up right beside Takeru's bed.

-Thank you, but I do know who I am, do you know who you are? ... - he calmly, and blankly replied, firmly observing Yasuno's utterly confused expression, which was the only reply he received for his question. Once in front of the youngest blond's bed, he intently studied the posture of his unmoving body. Takeru was silently lying on his bed, arms outside his covers ,and besides his body, his expression absent, distant, and revolved away from Yasuno to the other side, towards his window.

-He hasn't spoken … or eaten … or anything - slowly, and frustratedly stated the eldest, passing both his hands through his blond locks. The visible bags under his eyes, clearly showing that he'd had little to probably no sleep, and the brunette imagined that the eldest blond hadn't moved from that same spot either -I- tried to resume the blond but was abruptly interrupted his uncle, who placed his apathetic, yet furious gaze on him.

-You ...- dryly commenced the brunette -... are going to get up this instant. Exit this room, wait for me outside of it, and find an answer to the question I just asked while you are doing so - he firmly instructed, awaiting for the blonde to rise from his chair

-But- tried to interjected the other, looking indignantly bemused, as he quickly glanced down at Takeru

-Now- sternly exclaimed the brunette, at which word the blond angrily sighed, but got up nonetheless, and giving one last look to the the still absent looking younger, he resentfully left the room, leaving uncle and nephew alone.

The brunette calmly walked towards the chair that had been previously occupied by his eldest nephew, effortlessly grabbed it, and walked with it to the other side of the bed, placing it right in front of Takeru's way, nonchalantly sitting on it, blocking the view of whatever the younger was staring at outside the window - you should have used a gun. Quick and virtually painless I believe. However, you have to make sure to point straight to the heart, because the head is somewhat tricky. You might miss a vital spot, and just end up in a coma, or a vegetative state. So just as a heads up for the next time. Straight to the heart - he explained, severely looking down to the still gaze averting blond, while he pointed towards the right side of his chest.

-Because there is going to be a next time, right? In fact, you are probably going to find the right moment, wait for everyone to disappear somewhere, and then this time, maybe throw yourself out of a window, are you not? - nonchalantly inquired the adult, still receiving no reaction of any sort form the younger, but not troubled by such fact

-and I will not stop, because if you think that there is nothing else to life than Yasuno, that you are absolutely worth nothing more, that my rushing here to come see you, or your entire siblings waiting outside of here with their hearts in their mouths means nothing, then I will agree with you, so please … go ahead - calmly incited the adult, getting up his chair, which he readily moved, and lifting his arm he made sign for the window - Go ahead. Look ...- he then stated, walking towards the door, and locking it with the key -... nobody is going to stop you … - he blankly stated while walking towards the window, and opening it wide - … so? What are you waiting for? - asked the elder in feign curiosity, as the younger's eyes suddenly, and slowly moved to fix on him.

-What is with the angry face? -he then quickly inquired, observing the younger's seemingly irritated expression - I am giving you what you want, so come on, go get it! - exclaimed the older

-... Go to hell - hissed the younger

-You first … - quickly and readily replied the elder, newly pointing towards the window -... you do not give a fuck about the world, and the world does not give a bloody hell about you. If you die, it will still turn just as well, the same if Yasuno dies, if I die, and with everybody else ... -continued the elder - … life is probably one of the ugliest things, so I will not blame you if want to run away from it, as for me I am too good to be than there in Hell ...- sighed the elder, moving his black locks back with a flick of his head - ... you need to hurry up Takeru, you do not want to leave Satan waiting right? He can be a very angry being I heard ...- nonchalantly observed the elder -just so you know, going to hell when you have it so easy here is one of the most idiotic things you could ever do, but go ahead be my guest, you must be an overachiever or something of the sort, I personally do not like hard work, and Earth is the right place for people such as myself ...- concluded the elder, as he looked at the mixture of emotions that was displaying on the younger's face

-Easy? ...- suddenly and lowly inquired the younger, angrily glaring at the older

-Yes, Takeru, you have it easy ...- calmly replied the other, folding his arms on his, chest, and slowly walking towards him

-How is living with the feeling of having a knife permanently fix straight through one's own chest easy? How is watching as all you want is so easily taking away from you easy? - yelled the younger in-between tears, as the elder stopped right besides his now sitting up figure -How?! - cried out the younger - I cannot stand this pain anymore ...- he then resignedly confessed in a calmer tone, as tears came streaming down - … I just want it to go away, but I know I will not until I keep loving him, and I know I just cannot stop doing so, I am not able to … I … - stopped the younger, as the brunette, sat right next to him, placing the blond head on his own chest, and tightly embracing him.

-Why do I always have to go through such measure with you before I can get anything in this thick head of yours … why do you resemble me so … - he then kindly whispered, heavily sighing as he gently stroked the younger's incessantly subbing head -... there is so much to life Takeru, if you only knew … if you saw what I saw ...- he continued in his stroking motion

-I know ...- confidently stated Takeru, shifting his head, in order not to speak on his chest -I know there is so much more to life, I know … b-but - he momentarily stopped as a sob caught up with him -but I do not want it, I do not want any of it - exasperatedly whispered the younger, newly pausing - I just want to be with that one person, whom loves me in that one way, and that I love in the same exact way. What he have is not ordinary, that I know very well, but it is so special uncle Kouyou, and I am sure he knows as well, he knows how much I love him, and I know how much he loves me. So why can't it be as simple? - he sobbed out, allowing more tears to freely trail down his cheeks - why ... won't his stupid pride leave us alone?- he concluded in a whisper, as he the elder took his head, and gently laid it on the pillow.

-Now you rest, and stay away from windows, you heard me?- sternly warned the elder -because what I'll do to you when I'll go to Hell, will be far worse than what I will do to you, even though, I brought so much gold from India to give father Byou, that I think I might be able to buy myself a one way ticket to Heaven … given that I haven't been confessing in like twenty years

-But I thought we were going to go together in hell, with all the damned hot and bothered handsome men - inquired Takeru in a feign innocent tone from his laying position, relaxingly smiling for the first time since the other had entered the room

-The only reason why I wanted to go was to get a tan, but I recently discovered that alas my skin is not naturally predisposed for that, so yes, change of plans. If you want to join I suggest you keep going regularly to your confessing routine ...- vaguely pointed out the elder, calmly walking towards the exit

-Oh but I do … Yasuno wants to go, so I was going to go anyways - mischievously grinned the younger, amusingly staring at his uncle, who stopped in his tracks, and looked towards him

-Oh my, you where going to ditch me, just like that, that is mean?! - exclaimed the elder, placing a hand on his chest, with his mouth opened in pretense stupor, as he gladly observed the younger performing a light laughter -... that tops my meanness as well, I am impressed Takeru- he then cheerfully grinned at younger, and then turning around to newly exit the room

-... welcome back Uncle Kouyou - suddenly expressed the younger, once the other had reached the handle, making the elder turn around once more towards the younger, with the widest of smiles

-Ah! I am home at last! - excitedly replied the elder, before gracefully exiting the room.

CHAPTER 10 PART 2

A/N: Didn't this take forever! I know I am sorry, I have been going threw stuff I am sorry. But I hope to post the second part soon as well. But I didn't want to leave you guys too long waiting, so please do enjoy this, with my sincere apologies. (^_^! )/ love you all~!. Thanks for the wait! Might have a lot of typos thus I apologize for that as well m(_ _)m. And Jeez I love Uncle Kouyou! Next part still his.