Toki no Kaze [Formerly known as: Stealing Time] | By : ThexShinya Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > X Japan Views: 2964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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************************************************************************************************************************************************ Okay people! This is the chapter I have been dying to write! It is finally here!! So I can't believe it took me 11 chapters to start to REALLY get to the meat of this story, but I swear to God I didn't know this is where the story was going when I first started to write it... In fact, it only started because I was drunk and laughed at the thought of a drunken Pata! But anyway, this is the third and last part of my dear friend Uschi's birthday present (but totally and hopefully NOT the last chapter in the story! hehhehh)... This one, my X Buddy, is the pretty gay frosting on your Yaoi X Japan love birthday cake! ENJOY!!! And please review people!!! For those of you who have reviewed and rated so far- THANKS A FUCKING TON!!! It's you guys that make me want to keep writing and happy that I have ^_^ LOL, and yes I have been cranking out the chapters quite a lot this week.. I've had no class for a few days so I guess that's what happens... And i have a 10 day break coming up after this Week-end ::waggles eyebrows:: Ja... With that said.... ::takes deep breath:: Here we go! ************************************************************************************************************************************************
Heath quickly stood up as Yoshiki entered the room and shut the door. He knew this was a really really bad idea. They were both pretty drunk and emotional. Without a word being said by either, Yoshiki began to walk over to Heath. Heath watched, wearing his anger and intoxication on his face. He shook his head as he restrained himself from decking Yoshiki in the face. His guilt was the only thing keeping him from lashing out on Yoshiki. It was always there and he hadn’t forgotten it. But there was something about Pata bringing it up the other day that just made it rise to the surface again. Yoshiki stood face to face with Heath. But before he could say anything, Heath moved to his side to leave. He was quickly stopped as he was firmly grabbed by the wrist. As quickly as he was grabbed, Heath forcefully ripped his wrist from Yoshiki’s grip. “Don’t touch me,” he said in a stern and cold voice as he turned and got in Yoshiki’s face. “Heath!” said Yoshiki frustrated with his emotions and actions. Heath stopped but did not turn around. There was a moment of silence before the blonde man pleaded, “Don’t leave me… Please… I fucked up, but you know it didn’t mean anything.” Before he could continue, Heath started walking toward the door again. Yoshiki quickly dashed for Heath’s arm again, grabbing him more aggressively by the bicep this time and pulled him away from the door. Heath whipped around and pushed Yoshiki off of him, full force, knocking Yoshiki back a few steps, “I told you not fucking to touch me, Yoshiki!” Yoshiki looked into Heath’s tear-filled eyes, rivers threatening to flood down his cheeks at any moment. The look on Heath’s face stabbed a cold knife directly in Yoshiki’s chest. He felt the desperation of the fact that he was about to lose his lover. Slinking towards Heath again, Yoshiki grabbed him by both arms and pulled him back. He pulled him so forcefully, Heath ended up spinning around and pulling them both to the ground, Yoshiki landing on top. “Heath! You can’t fucking leave me! You promised you would never leave me!” he said desperately, tears welling up in his eyes, as he pinned down the bassist with an arm at either side. “Fuck you, Yoshiki! Fucking let me go! I don’t want to do this with you!” yelled the raven-haired bassist furiously, tears now covering his face. The drummer leaned down, putting all of his weight on the pale man’s upper body. Their faces were inches apart as they stared each other in the eyes. “Heath please… I don’t know why I did it. Just please don’t leave me… I’m in love with you… I love you,” said Yoshiki, with a hot river flowing down the side of his nose. Heath did not respond as he tried with all his might to contain his anger. Emotions raged inside him pulling him to all sorts of extremes. He wanted so badly to hurt Yoshiki for what he had done and at the same time he just wanted to be hurt and pay for what he had done already. He was tired of living with a guilty conscience, dormant or not. “Yoshiki, fuck off! I can’t do this!” he cried out. “Please!” Yoshiki did not loosen his grip. He desperately kissed Heath’s tear-stained cheek and then his neck as he took in a deep breath of his scent. “Please, Yoshiki! Don’t,” begged the porcelain-skinned bassist again, still trying to restrain his tears. He so desperately wanted Yoshiki to love him and at the same time to just let him go. He was terrified. Reciprocally, Yoshiki so desperately wanted to just love him and to be loved by him. It was all he wanted and yet it was never that simple. “Yoshiki, stop!” Heath cried out slipping one arm out of Yoshiki’s grip. The blonde reached up and restrained both of the bassist’s hands above his head. He reached down with his other hand and slipped it into his tight black pants. Heath fought back and slipped out of Yoshiki’s grip and shoved him back. The blonde drummer shoved the raven-haired bassist back down and quickly reached down to unbuckle his pants. Heath struggled as his Leader-Sama undid his belt and pants. While somehow managing to keep him down, he did the same to his own pants and let them drop down his thighs. Suddenly, Yoshiki saw a flash of white. His head whipped back with the surprisingly strong punch from the younger man. His left eye throbbed as he was pushed off of his topping position. Heath scrambled to get up, but was quickly caught again by the persistent drummer. Now furious in pure reaction to the blow he had received, Yoshiki grabbed Heath by the waist and whipped him onto the ground on his stomach this time. As he tried to slip away again, Yoshiki ripped down his pants and pried his legs open with his knees. He ripped Heath’s shirt open from behind as they both sat up on their knees. Furious with frustration and fear, Heath’s face was now streaming with tears as he gasped for air in desperation to get away from the man he loved. As Yoshiki took off his own shirt, Heath gave up his will to escape. He submitted. He deserved this at very least he felt. He felt the wind almost get knocked out of him again as he felt his Leader-Sama shove him forward onto all fours. He felt an arm wrap around his waist. Embracing what was to come, he gripped tightly onto the tense muscular arm. “Heath,” Yoshiki said in a calmer tone after pausing a moment. The room was filled with moments of silence broken only by desperation-induced gasps and Heath’s occasional sniffing. There was a pause. “Heath,” said Yoshiki again, waiting for an answer. Unable to respond, the restrained man fought back more tears. “I… I can’t do this to you…” he felt another strong arm wrap around him, not in force but in embrace. He turned his head to meet his Leader-Sama’s honest and tragically beautiful eyes, which he loved so much. The sincerity and rawness in Yoshiki’s eyes penetrated directly into Heath’s soul and tore apart his heart. The intensity of Yoshiki’s stare at this proximity was almost entirely overwhelming to Heath. He reached up with a pale hand and grabbed hold of the blonde hair and pulled him in for a kiss, sniffing in between breaths. Yoshiki carnivorously kissed Heath’s cheek and then his shoulder. He hungrily moved his lips down Heath’s back as he eagerly leaned him down on all fours. The younger man willingly opened his legs a bit more, allowing the muscular man better access. Without haste, Yoshiki inserted himself into Heath. Welcoming any pain, Heath pulled Yoshiki into him as roughly as he could. What was eager soon turned into aggressive, almost animalistic. Heath groaned with pain. He let the pain shoot up his spine and take over his senses. No matter how much pain pulsated throughout his body, he could still feel the emotional pain and pressure within him. This man loved him. Yoshiki had finally said it. There was no doubt in Heath’s mind at this point that Yoshiki loved HIM. As he was torn inside out, he felt tears rise up again. It was the most intense well of emotions he had ever experienced. At that moment he had never loved Yoshiki more. His heart broke with overwhelming simultaneous joy and pain. He weakened in Yoshiki’s arms, let go of his grip on the bronze arms and let his face fall into his hands. He had begun to weep uncontrollably. Yoshiki slowed down and looked down at Heath. “I’m so sorry, Yoshiki,” wept Heath. Yoshiki looked down at him in confusion. “Yoshiki, I’m sorry! Please, I’m so sorry! I can’t- I- Please don’t leave me-“ He stopped immediately and grabbed onto Heath, preventing him from collapsing into a little ball. “Heath, what are you talking about? Dajiou bu?? Heath??” Heath couldn't respond. He just kept repeating himself over and over. “Heath? It’s okay. What did you do?! Talk to me! You’re fucking scaring me! Heath??” “Yoshiki please, I swear to God I love you! Please, if you leave me I think I’ll die! I’m so sorry!!” Heath wept harder than he had ever wept. Yoshiki had never seen him this way and it was truly beginning to terrify him. “Heath, what the fuck did you do??!” Heath fell onto all fours in pure terror. There was no turning back now- this was it. “I’m sorry…” Yoshiki backed up a little bit, afraid of what Heath could possibly say. Heath stared at the ground and gasped for breath as he choked on his tears. “Heath… What the fuck did you do?” “Yoshiki… I… I slept with hide.” A complete dead silence fell upon the room. Yoshiki looked at Heath in utter shock and horror. An intense heat of anger, fear, agony, internal destruction, and pain flushed through his body. He was completely speechless. He felt his body go weak as the dark haired bassist stared at the ground, a puddle of hot tears forming between his hands. Yoshiki stood up, “Wh-… What the… What the fuck are you talking about, Heath?” A dagger of pain seared into Heath’s heart hearing the way Yoshiki’s voice was torn with resentment, fear, and torture. “Yoshiki, I’m so fucking sorry… Please…” “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU FUCKING SLEPT WITH HIDE??” Heath cringed at Yoshiki’s yelling. At this moment, he felt he just might die. He looked up at Yoshiki, barely able to look him in the eyes, “I was… upset with you because… you had gone off with some girl that night because you thought hide had gone off with some girl… And he was drunk… So I… I took advantage of him and let him fuck me.” A look of disbelief took over Yoshiki’s face. He was not sure how to react. “I swear to God Yo, it was only that one time! It never happened again. And hide didn’t even remember it! I-“ “HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT??!! I MEAN… Heath??? How??! You-“ the man was speechless. “Please, Yo… Please, I’ll do anything… Just please forgive me… It was so long ago… And I’ve regretted it ever since… It’s been killing me. I’ve been in love with you since the moment I met you… Please-“ “SHUT THE FUCK UP HEATH! HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT??!!” In one of his classic rages, Yoshiki flipped over a table next to him with full force. Heath was suddenly terrified. “HEATH I’VE FUCKING LOVED YOU AND YOU DID THIS TO ME???!!” The porcelain-skinned bassist crumpled into a heap and wept. Yoshiki kicked over a nearby chair, breaking the legs as it flew across the floor. He stomped over to Heath and looked down at him. Heath was terrified to move. “Get the fuck up,” said his beloved Leader-Sama, in the coldest most terrifying tone he had ever heard him speak. ************************************************************************************************************************************************ TO BE CONTINUED...While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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