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Your Sins Into Me	By : Tcharlatan Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 1394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. I do not personally know any of the members of Dir en grey or Penicillin, and do not profit from this work.

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Another Friday had passed, and it was Saturday now. The past week had flown by in an emotional roller coaster that left Kyo’s head spinning. When he was at home, he was miserably depressed for still having not found a new job, and for still effectively lying to Hakuei about it. But whenever his lover was at work, Kyo wasn’t at home. He was out with Kaoru, who proved to be excellent company in spite of his occasional disconcerting intensity. His newest friend had taken to inviting him on all sorts of day trips to museums, concerts, and amusements parks that kept the blonde from sinking too deep into his worries. Kyo wasn’t entirely convinced the older man wasn’t interested in him – even if he couldn’t imagine why he would be – but couldn’t help but feel comfortable around him.
Today, they had spent the entire afternoon at the zoo, and Kaoru had disappeared for a few minutes while Kyo’s attention was caught by a two-headed snake enclosure. The blonde hadn’t noticed his friend’s absence – or subsequent return – until he felt careful hands slide along the back of his neck. He had very nearly crashed into the older man when he jerked away from the glass and spun around, but Kaoru was already out of the way, grinning proudly. A new weight around his neck prompted Kyo to look down, and he had been shocked to find a small, painstakingly detailed silver scorpion hanging at his throat at the end of a simple black cord.
“Sometimes you make me think of kittens. More often, you make me think of scorpions.”
Kyo had been thrilled by the gift, as well as the comment he chose to take as a compliment. It was a reference to the conversation they’d had the previous week, and he was pleased that Kaoru didn’t always think of him as some soft, frail little creature. For the rest of their trip through the zoo, he could be counted on in quieter moments to be fiddling with the scorpion charm and smiling absently to himself.
Later, when he’d taken the stage at the club, he had removed all of his other necklaces to let his friend’s gift shine alone in the spotlight with him, and to show his appreciation, he’d opened his set with the song Kaoru had told him earlier in the week was his current favorite. The older man had looked surprised first, then delighted, and Kyo had been proud of his “thank you” gift. Now, as he climbed the stairs to his apartment on legs that still shook with fatigue, he ran his hand over the charm once more. It was so rare that he made new friends since moving to Tokyo, and he was feeling particularly blessed in those that he had.
‘Shinya the recluse, Die the trickster, and Kaoru the stalker? Yes, they suit me nicely, I think.’
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Kyo pushed into the apartment and dropped his bag with a soft thud by the door. He was surprised to find the place perfectly quiet; Hakuei should have been home long since, and the air was thick with the smell of alcohol that had not been present this morning. Why wasn’t the television on? Had Hakuei gone to bed already? The blonde felt a slight chill when he saw the large pile of empty bottles on the coffee table.
“I stopped by the tea shop today.”
Kyo’s head snapped up, startled by the low voice coming from the kitchen. Hakuei stood in the doorway, a half-empty bottle of beer dangling from irreverent fingers, his eyes glossy, mouth twisted with ill-concealed disdain. Kyo swallowed nervously. His lover was thoroughly drunk.
“I thought we could have lunch together, you know?”
“Ah… Haku, I…”
“’S funny, cause, they said you don’t work there anymore. That’s weird, right? They said you haven’t worked there for weeks. But when I come home, you’re not here either.” The bottle dropped with a dull thud to spill its fizzy, bitter contents across the floor, forgotten as its owner stalked across the room. “So I gotta wonder a few things. Like, when were you going to tell me you got fired? How did you plan to pay your half of rent? And, oh yeah, where the fuck have you been going every day?”
“I just wanted to… find a new job before I told you…” Kyo was backing away, hands raised defensively. His voice was raspy, and nearly inaudible from the strain of singing.
“And what’s this? It looks new.”
A large hand shot out, grabbing the scorpion pendant around the blonde’s neck and snapping it off with one hard yank for closer inspection. Kyo winced, both at the sting in his neck and at the jealousy burning in his lover’s dark eyes. When long, tattooed arms braced against the wall on either side of his head, he pressed back against the wall and shuddered as a long nose was thrust under his jaw, inhaling deeply.
Hakuei’s low voice was deadly soft. “That’s odd. That doesn’t smell like your cologne… and it sure as hell isn’t mine.”
Kaoru’s arm had found its way around his shoulders more than once during the day, and Kyo had allowed the friendly contact. That was proving to have been a dire mistake. His lover finding out that he had been fired was already bad enough; he couldn’t let Hakuei think he’d been cheating as well. He had to stop this conversation before it spiraled any further out of control.
Kyo reached up with both hands to touch lightly against his lover’s chest. “Haku, I- AGH!”
He cried out as one tattooed hand, his necklace wound through its fingers, came crashing down against the left side of his head, knocking him to his knees. Pain exploded from his ear and spread throughout his skull, robbing him of his ability to think for a moment. All he could think to do was throw one arm over his head in defense, but it was caught in a vice grip, dragging him back up the wall so Hakuei could stare him down.
“You’re out all goddamn day, every goddamn day, you come back with jewelry, smelling like another man!” the taller man hissed. “Who have you been fucking, Kyo?!”
“No one!” Kyo cried, eyes watering as his left ear throbbed viciously, his hearing on that side dampened by a faint ringing. “I would never-”
“DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME!”
The large fist came down again and Kyo screamed in pain, his legs going out beneath him as pain shot through his head. All that was holding him up anymore was the crushing grip on his wrist, straining terribly on his shoulder. He stayed hanging there, crying, lest his lover interpret an attempt to stand as some kind of retaliation. Something horrible had snapped in Hakuei and his face was a twisted mask of jealous rage. Kyo had never seen the older man like this, and he was terrified to do anything else that might set his lover off further. Hakuei growled something too low for the blonde to hear through the shrill ringing noise now blasting his ear and started to drag him toward the front door.
“Hakuei, stop! Please, I’m sorry!” Kyo’s voice was sharp with panic.
“I’M TIRED OF YOUR FUCKING LIES! You think you can fuck around behind my back all day while I’m at work busting my ass to pay for you?! You think you’re worth that?! I won’t live with a whore!” Hakuei snarled, throwing him out into the hall. “You stepped out, so you can stay out, go live with one of your other boyfriends!”
“Haku, please don’t do this! I’m sorry! I swear I haven‘t been with anyone else!”
Kyo staggered to his feet, reaching out shakily to his lover. The furious man grabbed him by the shirt and shoved, and he cried out as he went crashing backwards down the top flight of stairs to land headfirst in a horrible heap on the first landing. He groaned incoherently, struggling to form words and failing completely, and whimpered when something heavy dropped onto his chest. He faintly heard the door above slam shut and gave in to weak, terrified sobbing. His mind was swimming wildly from the multiple blows to the head, the pain in his left ear was blinding, and for a moment his limbs weren’t responding to his efforts to move them. Horrible thoughts of being brain damaged, deaf, or paralyzed flashed through his dizzy mind.
Finally, shaking limbs began to move, clumsily. Kyo pulled himself to his hands and knees, his bag falling off of his chest where Hakuei had thrown it. Gasping and whimpering, he dragged himself and the bag into the corner of the landing and huddled into it, groping for his phone. It was an effort just to press the send button twice to make the device redial the last number he’d called, and he raised it weakly to his right ear. Everything was becoming very light and faint, except the horrible ringing from the left that was getting louder and louder. His vision was fading in and out of focus, going dark around the edges.
“Hello?”
Shinya’s voice on the other line was a dull murmur. Kyo slurred unintelligibly into the phone, his voice a ghastly rasping whimper.
“Kyo? Kyo, are you there? What’s going on?” Shinya sounded worried.
Kyo tried to swallow before attempting speech again, but as his throat contracted, the throbbing in his ear exploded with a sickening crunch. His vision went white, then black, and all he could do was scream as something hot and wet dripped down his neck. His phone clattered to the ground as his eyes rolled back into his skull and his body slumped in a graceless heap.
“Kyo? KYO?!”
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