Genre: AU. angst, and romance, i think. if it's akame than it's always romance... but that's interesting how it came up being angsty - i hate angst.
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Disclaimer: I'd owned them but they ran away and left for japan. Traitors *gulping her whiskey*
Summary: I'm bad at it... Jin found out that his sensei had an affair with one of the students. When he saw that student he knew that he would make him his. Only his.
Author Note: i need a new author note)))
I. The Summer.
II. The Fall.
III. The Winter
IV. The Spring.
V. The Summer.
The second guy, who said that he liked me, just for getting into my pants, was my baseball team’s leader, Takagi Shinji. I don’t really remember his face, just general features. But he left his imprint on my mind after giving me my first and not the best blowjob ever.
The first boy who confessed to me was Kotaro Nobuako. It was in the second year of the middle school. Though, he had very big front teeth and really sweaty hands, I still remember him with a smile. He was the first one to kiss me. Well, actually it was more a mess of lips, tongues and saliva but I was still glad, it was him, who I’d kissed before changing schools.
Strained moans, whimpers and low whispers were heard from the men’s toilet in one of the best clubs of Tokyo. If one was to peep into there, he would be met with the view of two guys passionately kissing. At least, the smaller one was kissing the other while the taller one was just gripping his waist tightly. The one in control started whispering something into his ear, rubbing harshly on the other’s crotch with his knee. The taller one made a choked sound and the smaller one hissed at him: “Fuck, Jin. Fight for dominance, will you?”
The third guy fucked me hard against the wall in the dressing room’s showers while our “riida” was silently watching us from a far. The same day “riida” learned that peeping at someone was really, really bad. I remember myself hoping that his limping wouldn’t be that obvious to everyone.
A very handsome young man with dirty blonde hair and pink pouty lips was viewing the crowd. He was holding a glass of wine in one hand, moving it in slow circles, so that its contents were stirring slightly. He wore a very bored expression on his handsome face.
Though, his face immediately lightened when he saw someone at the entrance of the big hall. Immediately almost all female eyes looked in the same direction. There, stood a young man in his 20th in a tuxedo, looking worriedly from one side to another. The gorgeous man was surrounded by women in expensive looking dresses, and was blocked away from the view.
The man with a wine glass growled. He looked at his watch, narrowing his eyes.
- Well, that’s war then…
Sensei was very kind to me. I noticed how he leaned to me a bit more than to any other student. How he smiled at me, when I asked him something. How his eyes were skinning along the line of my body. I saw every change in his face when he noticed me in the corridor.
But I never liked him back. Not that I didn’t find him attractive. But my mind had already been occupied with someone else.
Akanishi Jin. That name made me choke with anger back then. Everybody liked him. Even if you say you don’t, everybody knows it’s a lie and deep in the soul you’re actually ready to forgive him anything he does. I thought that because of such jerks people like me become gays. They are too afraid to talk to the girls, afraid of being rejected. That wasn’t true, of course. But my anger quickly developed into something more. I had longed for him. I found myself sometimes staring at him if I caught him in the corridor.
Maybe if not Jin then I wouldn’t throw myself at that teacher. Because I saw him standing at the doorway, behind closed door, listening carefully. When the teacher confessed his feelings I didn’t even pay attention to him. All I could see was his shadow. Baka. If sensei hadn’t been that obsessed with me, he would have noticed him.
While Jin was forcing his way out of hordes of women who wished to gain his attention, Kazuya took a seat next to some random guy and sweetly smiled at him. The man quickly ordered Kame a good glass of whiskey, eyeing him from tip to toe. He recognized the rising star of baseball and immediately swallowed Kazuya’s bait; who wouldn’t fuck one of the best modern baseball players when he was practically throwing himself at them?
The man began talking about baseball, babbling an utter nonsense. Kazuya wasn’t paying attention to him, but to his right.
There was standing one angry and fuming Akanishi Jin. Kazuya felt an excited shiver running up his spine when Jin mouthed at him: “He’s dead.”
Kazuya felt himself getting hard after he saw Jin’s lips moving again: “You’re too.”
I must confess that I’m quite kinky. I like being watched while having sex. But that’s not my fault. First was that kid in the shower, then it was Jin. There were some other guys, but nobody excited me as much as it did Jin. At first, I felt humiliated that someone was watching us… I thought that Jin would tell everyone. But he didn’t. On the contrary, he helped me and sensei keep our relationship a secret. I know that he made that story with a girl up. I laughed so hard after hearing that nonsense. The teacher had always been a gay, it’s not that I turned him into one.
By the way I contacted him once while living in Osaka. He found another job and a boyfriend. I am glad for him. He deserved that. He always treated me kindly, never was rough, and taught some good interesting things… And I don’t mean math by that…
But I couldn’t stand it when Jin had done that thing with a camera. I thought sensei was joking… I thought Jin wouldn’t do something like that. But then Sensei left. The video had been destroyed that was what Sensei told me. And then I saw Jin walking casually near my house. Then I saw him at the park, playing football. You think nothing’s wrong with that. But the fact that he was playing with my brothers scared me. I just freaked out. When I saw him at the Shibuya station, in the same train… It was the last drop.
I really didn’t mean those things that I had told him there, in the dressing room. But I was really frustrated with him. I felt guilty towards Sensei. And when the reply on my application had come from Osaka, I immediately agreed.
I haven’t felt anything about leaving Tokyo. I liked living alone. I loved baseball. But till something really bad happened I never thought I would regret going…
- Excuse me, there is someone who wants to talk to you, - Jin approached the table where Kazuya and that man were sitting. The man turned, clearly annoyed. When he saw Jin, wearing a tuxedo with a white handkerchief draped over his hand, he mistook him for a waiter.
- I’m sorry, I’ll be right back… Don’t miss me, - the man smiled at Kame and stood up. Kame gave him a strained smile, his eyes fixed on Jin’s.
- Don’t worry. I won’t.
The man was following Jin to the toilets and further when he started worrying.
- Excuse but where are we going?
- God, I thought you’d never ask…
The man stopped in his tracks when Jin suddenly turned around.
- What are you…
A fist came in contact with his face. The man fell onto the ground, unconscious.
Jin then heard clapping from behind.
- He was actually stupid, ne?
Jin palmed his face and replied.
- I hate you.
I started losing my form. Living by myself was affecting me more than I had thought it would. I liked drinking alcohol; there wasn’t a day when I didn’t drink at least a bottle of beer. And of course, clubs. I don’t really like them, but there were always a lot of guys who were more than willing to have some fun. You know… Fun…
My manager started worrying. And then he started giving me those pills. They had really helped me. I felt more energetic, livelier, with them I could spend hours on the field, playing. But after some time had passed I understood that those pills weren’t vitamins. I was addicted; I couldn’t function without them.
And right at that time Jin’s friend Yuu found me. He was a professional photographer. It was nothing for him to take pictures of me taking those pills, to take pictures of prescriptions, my manager, leaving the drug store.
I knew that Yuu-kun was Jin’s friend. Once I found him hiding. Though I think he wanted me to find him. He told me about Jin’s life, his university and his marriage. I remember myself seeing black spots in front my eyes. I thought it was stupid. Getting married. I’m a gay, I will never know what it is. But Jin actually…
Yuu was laughing, saying something about that it was my own fault. I could have prevented it. I cursed. I think I even suggested Yuu spending a night together. But he stopped laughing and looked at me with a smirk. He said that when your boyfriend is a professional stalker you’d better not throw such suggestions about.
Lips on lips, tongue on tongue, hands in his hair, a leg around his waist, another one between his legs, rubbing. He bit the other’s chin, licked all over his neck, trying desperately to tear that stupid shirt from his partner’s body but was cruelly stopped.
- Jin, I’m not fucking in an alley. Especially while wearing my favourite suit. Get us a cab, now!
He groaned in frustration and pressed his forehead against the wall.
When the rumors about me using stimulants had reached the media and I left for Canada. I didn’t want to deal with the reporters, with my family… Jin. Who was apparently married at that time. I’d returned my form there, felt healthier. I even forgot about Jin.
The truth is that you can never run away from yourself. And that was exactly what I was doing. Running.
In a year or so I returned back from my trip. I worked hard to gain my lost repute as a good player.
Nothing’s interesting about that can be said. I overworked myself, not wanting to think about anything. And I don’t mean Jin. I had really forgotten him, while being in Canada.
But then an invitation from Tokyo’s baseball team came into my view.
- Ahhh, Jin… What are… What are you doing?
Kazuya arched his back, lying naked on the bed, watching his hands being cuffed to the headboard.
- I need to punish you… you’ve been bad, - Jin panted against his lips.
In a month I moved to Tokyo. Who knew I would find a flat in Jin’s district? That’s what is called fate, huh. I was so annoyed that he kept following me. It was so boring. The perfect stalker. He’s shittiest stalker I’ve ever met. Though… I haven’t met many.
As you’ve already guessed Jin decided to blackmail me with those photos. I was extremely angry with him. Who in his right mind would start blackmailing the person he loves? But that’s Jin. He’s got really weird ways of showing his love. And that’s really cute.
Kazuya moaned shamelessly when Jin entered him without any preparation. Somehow Jin loved feeling Kazuya’s tight, unprepared hole squeezing him and looking in Kame’s eyes, full of tears of suppressed pain. So kinky.
I started falling for him all over again. I’ve never been shy, actually I’m really open-minded, but it was somehow different with him. He really cared for me, never tried touching me intimately. He was always quite submissive. I liked that. Though I felt fire rising in me when I saw Jin being jealous, I liked our platonic relationship.
But then he’d ruined everything again. And ran away.
I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t want to think about him. But still he invaded my mind like a plague.
I dyed my hair. I needed to change something. That was less frustrating like that.
The two men on the bed came together while screaming each other’s names. Jin got off Kazuya and was now lying near him, panting. There was a small pause and then:
- Are you done already? I want another round. I’m topping.
Jin looked at him with wide eyes and pouted.
- No pouting, baby. You know you like it too. Now gimmie a whip…
I know that we’re not the best couple in the world. I like to provoke him, and he likes to do crazy things for me. I love him, and he loves me. That’s the most important part I think.
He always says that I’m a masochist for choosing him as my partner. But he’s actually wrong. I’m a sadist. And I’m in love with a psycho.
I can’t change a single word in that.
The End, guys))))
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