Shoneen no Kizuna (Shoneen’s bond) Part 6 of 8
Title: Shoneen no Kizuna (Shoneen’s bond)
Author: Masuhisa
Pairing: Sakumiya, one-sided Matsumiya, and a dash of Aiba with a sprinkle of Ohno
Summary: Sho and Nino were best friends in high school, but after graduating, they went their separate ways. Six years later, Sho returned with his four year old son…who mistook Nino for his mother.
Disclaimer: Usual disclaimers apply: I don’t own them!!
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Part 6:
Nino had never been happier as he skipped down the corridors of Fuji TV Station. No, it wasn’t because of the success of his new single. No, it wasn’t because he was asked to appear on the next episode of Hanamura Café.
Nino had been giggling like a school girl who had seen her crush because of what happened last night. He tried to not burst out laughing in happiness as he boarded a cab, but it was nearly impossible as memories of what happened last night flooded his head. Incase he laughed for no apparent reason and have the driver thought he was nuts, Nino placed a hand over his mouth, trying to stifle his giggles, but to no avail.
He and Sho were officially together after six whole years of waiting! And the way confessed to him was totally worth the entire wait. Finally, his dream had come true, and Nino was a bundle of energy.
Paying the driver, Nino got out of the cab and stepped into the Sakurai Mansion. Nino never thought his life would turn out this way, not that he’s complaining or anything, it just simply perfect. Almost too perfect to be true. Nino pinched himself, wondering if everything that happened the night before was a dream, but when he felt a pain in his arm, the smile on Nino’s face became wider, not that he’s DoM or anything.
Sho needn’t go to work today as it was a Saturday, but sadly, Nino had to. Thankfully, he finished early, so Nino could return earlier and give Sho a surprise. The couple had planned to spend the night lazing around by themselves, with no one to disturb them…well, except Satoru, but Nino had a soft spot for that kid, not because he looked like Sho or anything. Ever since he knew that Nino was moving in, the little boy could not help but jump about excitedly.
Not long later, Nino came to Sho’s room, actually, it’s his room now, but Nino thought that it was weird calling it ‘their room’. Just then, Nino heard a loud thud sound followed by someone letting out a loud gasp.
Nino was a musician, aka someone who knows the different volumes and pitches. From his years of music experience, he could tell that the person inside was a female by the pitch of her gasp.
Anger clouded his judgment and before he knew it, he had barged through the door.
The scene right in front of him was something Nino didn’t want to see, especially not after all the sweet words that Sho had said to him the night before. Tears started forming in his eyes as his heart turned to dust. Even though his vision was blurred, the image of Sho, in his boxers only, on his fours pressing a woman onto his bed still remained etched to his mind.
There was nothing Nino could do except run away, his head telling him ‘I told you so’. His legs covered the long corridors in no time at all, and surprisingly, he out ran Sho who had longer legs.
As he flung the front door open, Nino tried to get the voice in his head telling him that he’s stupid to shut up but the no avail. Nino knew he had been an idiot. He was stupid enough to fall for temptation. He was stupid enough to trust that Sho wouldn’t take a hammer and smash his heart to bits. He was stupid enough to believe that everything would turn out well like in fairy tales.
He legs ran out of energy a long time ago, but Nino was determined to get as far away as possible from the Sakurai Mansion. Eventually, his physical strength couldn’t keep up with his mental strength and Nino collapsed onto the concrete pavement.
“Chase after me, you idiot,” Nino whispered to the winds, looking back at the direction which he had came from, every bit of him praying that he would see Sho running towards him.
Waiting in that position for almost ten minutes, Nino finally let his gaze fall to the ground as he realized Sho wasn’t coming for him. He had been such an idiot, thinking that Sho would actually run after him. Who was he kidding? He saw Sho with that woman with his own two eyes! Sho knew that he wouldn’t be back until the afternoon. But why did he do that to him? And to think he was dumb enough to fall for all those sweet words Sho told him last night! After all, Sho had six years to spin up a nice convincing story. But what pissed Nino off the most was the fact that he had caught Sho with some old, ugly woman. Nino would have been less hurt if Sho was with some young, beautiful lady who was way pretty than him, but seriously, an old cow?! He lost to an old cow?!
Nino desperately wanted to cry. He wanted to just curl up on the spot and cry himself to sleep. But all that came out was just enough to wet his eyes. He couldn’t cry no matter how much he wanted to, he just couldn’t. He had used up all his tears the last six years crying over someone as stupid as Sho.
Right now, he just needed a warm bed where he could snuggle in, fall asleep, and forget that he was living in a very cruel world.
The first person that came to mind was Ohno, the quiet Ohno who had always been silently beside him since forever. Besides, he hadn’t seen that sleepy looking man since he left for a fishing trip to Okinawa. A shaking hand reached into the depths of his pocket to retrieve his phone. With the device in his hands, Nino pressed the buttons.
“Oh-chan?” he said once the line got through, “Are you free now?”
“I’m sorry, Nino, I’m still in Okinawa,” came the reply, together with a splashing noise in the background.
“Still?” pouted Nino, “but you left weeks ago!”
“I’m sorry,” Ohno apologized again although it wasn’t his fault, “I got a fish! It’s a big one too! See ya, Nino,”
The line went dead, leaving Nino alone. The wind blew at him, and Nino really needed a roof over his head, fast. He was starting to regret selling his apartment, but now isn’t the time. It was getting late, and the clouds above him threatened to rain on him.
The next person he thought of was Aiba, but immediately after, he realized Aiba lived in the Sakurai Mansion, so he wasn’t an option either.
Who else could he go to? Names after names came to mind, but he wasn’t close enough to any of them to approach them for help, looks like he would have to spend a night out in the streets.
That was until he remembered someone.
“Jun!” he cried in relief when he finally remembered he had another close friend.
Without thinking, he got into a cab and headed off to Jun’s apartment without giving the actor a call. Nino knew Jun was terribly busy with his new drama and everything, and was starting to change his mind when that image of Sho and that old cow entered his head.
He needed Jun. He desperately needed Jun.
The cab pulled up at Jun’s house fifteen minutes later and Nino went through the gates. Knocking on the door, Nino hoped his friend wouldn’t mind him suddenly barging in like that.
The door opened soon enough to reveal Jun.
“Nino?!” Jun blurted out in surprise as he saw the smaller man at his doorsteps.
If Nino wasn’t too elated to see someone, anyone, he would have noticed that Jun’s speech was extremely slurred.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
Jun stepped to the side, which Nino took as a sign for him to enter. Jun house smelt terrible, no, it was worse than terrible it smelt like a horrible combination of used socks and a public toilet which hadn’t been cleaned for ages.
Noticing that something was wrong with his usually neat friend, Nino put his own feelings aside and asked, “Jun, what’s wrong with you?”
“You,” replied Jun, stumbling forward and putting both hands on Nino’s shoulders, “Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be with Sho?!”
Jun mentioning Sho’s name made Nino feel so bad. But the way Jun said it made Nino feel downright awful.
“He…he asked me to be his boyfriend,” sniffed Nino, as beads of tears dripped down his face, “but I caught him with some woman the next day,”
Jun, who was obviously too drunk to control himself, only heard the first part of Nino’s sentence. Sho had asked Nino to be his? And Jun knew that Nino would have agreed. That pissed him off. How could Nino just leave him and go to Sho after what he had done for him during these six years?! And Nino had the guts to come here and tell him?!
In his drunken state, Jun’s brain could not function, leaving his body to do whatever it wanted. And it wanted to do Nino.
Without thinking, Jun placed all his weight onto the smaller man. Nino could not match Jun’s strength and in no time at all, both men were on the floor. Jun’s sudden attack left Nino stunned, and he could not react, not even when his shirt was torn by Jun’s bare hands.
“I always loved you, Nino,” said Jun, using Nino’s shredded shirt to tie his wrist to the nearby couch, “But why couldn’t you see it?”
Being assaulted and confessed to by the same man, Nino had no idea what he was supposed to think. This was Jun! His friend! As much as he wanted to hate him for what he’s doing, Nino couldn’t. Jun had always been the one who cheered him up whenever Sho hurt his feelings. He always thought Jun did it because they were friends, not because he liked him.
As Nino thought about things, Jun had the perfect opportunity to pull off Nino’s jeans and boxers in one swift move.
It was only when Nino’s bare skin was against the cold marble floor when he realized he was lying nude on the hard, freezing floor.
“Jun, don’t do this!” pleaded Nino, struggling to get out of Jun’s reach. But the ripped shirt which tied his hands to the legs of the couch kept his upper body in place, while Jun straddling him made his lower body unable to squirm, let alone get Jun off him.
“You brought this on yourself,” hissed Jun, now taking off his own pants while surprisingly being able to hold Nino in place, “if you had chosen me instead of Sho, none of this would have happened!”
Nino didn’t know what to say. Jun was right, everything was his fault. If only he hadn’t fallen so badly for Sho. If only he hadn’t gone back to him after six years. If only he wasn’t so stupid.
Jun had pulled off his shirt and had forcefully gagged Nino with it. Jun pressed his erection against the side of Nino’s thighs, making Nino take his mind off him not being able to breathe properly.
Without any preparation, or even any warning, Jun plunged into Nino at the speed of a bullet train, making the victim yell out in pain. But the cloth around his mouth muffled the screams, so nobody could hear Nino’s cries and come to his rescue.
Nino would have sobbed at the pain, not in his abdomen, but the pain stinging his disintegrated heart, except that he ran out of tears. Instead, he started cursing everything that came to mind, no matter how crude or uncouth his words were, as he felt that he had every right to curse and swear. First, Sho’s long awaited confession came, but it was less than a day before he caught him with some other woman. And now, he was being mercilessly raped by someone he had considered a friend.
How much worse can his life get?!
Trying to take his mind off the white hot pain rampaging through his body like a stampede of wild buffaloes, Nino tried to imagine that Sho was the one pushing in and out of him at the speed of light, a really sweet Sho who hadn’t made him wait for six years, a loving Sho who didn’t cheat on him in less than a day.
“I know that face, Nino,” growled Jun, pausing for a moment as he reached out to grab Nino’s chin. He yanked Nino’s chin upward, forcing the trembling shorter man to look at him in the eye, “You’re thinking of Sho, aren’t you?!”
“How can you think of some other guy when I’m doing this to you?!” he bellowed, resuming violating Nino. Jun’s anger seemed to have increased a thousand folds at the mention of Sho’s name. The raging man’s speed increased, putting even the best jet planes to shame.
As if friction doesn’t exist, Jun continued to thrust into Nino, making pain scorch though Nino’s entire body. Nino wanted to cry out in anguish, anger and annoyance, but what came out of his mouth were whimpers which seemed to edge Jun on. This was his first time, and being on the floor and tied to the couch made everything all the more painful.
It came to a point where Nino just couldn’t take the physical and mental torture any longer. With the image of a perspiring Jun forcing himself on him, Nino blacked out, a single tear escaping from the corner of his left eye.