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The Paladin	By : Tcharlatan Category: > Toshiya/Die Views: 957 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. I do not personally know any of the members of Dir en grey, and do not profit from this work.

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June 10^th - 11:00 pm
Die paced his room restlessly. Five days – five goddamn days – Kaoru had been missing, and still no clue to his whereabouts. Every day, they received a stark white envelope with his and Kyo’s names printed in that crisp, black writing. Every day they opened it to find stacks of glossy photographs of Kaoru, his body more broken and abused with each passing day. Welts, cuts, burns, and deep, nasty bruises littered his flesh until he was an unrecognizable paragon of suffering, thin and too battered to hold himself up anymore. But still, they were no closer to discovering his kidnapper or location.
Helplessness tore at Die’s gut, guilt pressed down on his shoulders, indignant fury flowed through his veins. He couldn’t sleep, not with today’s photos burnt so firmly in his mind. Kaoru, curled up on a dirty stone floor, clutching his wrist below three obviously-broken fingers. Though his friend’s eyes were obscured by a tight blindfold – as they had been in all the pictures – he could see the desperate anguish on the man’s face. Kaoru was barely hanging on to himself, and Die was beginning to wonder if there would be anything left of his friend by the time they found him, if they ever did.
Shaking his head against the pervasive image, he stripped out of his suit, changing into loose shorts and a tank top. Gathering a pair of fingerless gloves, he stalked out of his room with a silent, purposeful stride. Kyo was not in his room tonight, probably pulling another all-nighter with Shinya. He wasn’t needed here. He punched the button next to the elevator and rode down to one of the lowest floors with crossed arms and a tapping foot. The lights that met him when the doors opened gave him pause; he wasn’t expecting anyone else to be using the exercise facilities so late at night. Curious eyes scanned over machines, weight racks, open doors to the ball court and the sparring room. Everything was silent and still, even the shower room and saunas. He found what he was looking for when he came to the windows overlooking the pool. His eyes narrowed just a sliver.
Long, powerful limbs moved to propel a slender body through the water with impossible grace. An outstretched hand touched against the tile wall of the pool and that willowy body contracted, diving, spinning and rolling in one practiced motion to begin swimming in the opposite direction. Glossy black hair hung heavy and wet against one side of a flushed face, curving lovingly around dark goggles and flowing in writhing tendrils whenever it was submerged.
‘-I would love to spar again sometime.-’
Toshiya, true to his word, have betrayed not so much as a hint of their tryst. Kyo knew, of course; he’d known Toshiya far too intimately for far too long to not recognize the languid, post-coital satiation the younger man exuded. And of course, he’d known of the man’s crush on Die since its infancy, so it wasn’t hard to put one and one together and come to the proper, vulgar conclusion. And what Kyo knew, Shinya generally knew as well. So though the four of them spent almost all of their time together, and all of them knew Toshiya and Die had had sex, no one spoke of it, and the event quickly faded from everyone’s minds in the wake of more important worries.
Everyone else’s minds, anyway. Die still wondered about it, in quieter moments when worrying about Kaoru was simply too frustrating and painful. What were Toshiya’s intentions that night, really? He’d said in his note that he’d made his move because Die needed a distraction, but everyone knew the younger man had been lusting after his superior for years now. Was it just a sexual conquest that proved a more interesting challenge as time went by? Or did he actually want something more from Die, as that damnable note had hinted at? Beyond that, which did Die want?
Die had come down to the gym with every intention of venting his frustrations on a heavy bag, but seeing Toshiya’s lithe body, sleek and powerful, he found himself craving a different form of catharsis. His legs starting moving even before his mind made itself up, stepping through the glass and steel door into the slightly muggy, clean air of the pool room. He slipped off his sandals and padded barefoot across the rough tiles to the shallower end of the pool, settling down on the edge with his legs sinking into the cool water. When Toshiya’s hand reached out to touch the wall and met smooth, firm flesh instead, he slowed to a stop, head coming up as legs sank to settle on the bottom. Clear water lapped gently around broad shoulders with soft splashing sounds that echoed faintly in the large, empty room.
Light flashed off of the goggles, blocking the younger man’s eyes from Die’s view as he tilted his head curiously. “Die?”
“Hey, Toshiya.”
There was a long, heavy silence as the two men sized one another up, and a silent understanding was reached. Die leaned down, carefully drawing the goggles up and off of the younger man’s face. Slowly, languidly, he bent down to nudge his nose lightly against Toshiya’s, nuzzling briefly before pushing further down. Their mouths met, lips parting and tongues entwining with startling ease and something that felt like familiarity. Toshiya rested his hands against leanly muscled thighs, sliding them up over narrow hips to grip the redhead’s waist and draw him slowly into the water.
There was a brief, fleeting struggle for dominance, but Die quickly conceded the issue, arms twining around Toshiya’s broad shoulders as he was pressed into the cool tile wall. He tangled his fingers through glossy black hair, long legs hitching up around narrow hips and he rocked his groin shamelessly against the younger man’s. One of Toshiya’s hands supported his weight with a groping, squeezing pressure against his ass, the other braced against the wall.
They parted for air and Die nudged this time against Toshiya’s ear, his voice just a touch more breathy than usual. “You would let me use you?”
“Always. People like you and me… we’re meant to be used, are we not?” Toshiya purred.
“We can’t… we couldn’t have a relationship, you know. We can’t be any more than this. There’s no room in our lives for it.” Die sounded almost regretful.
“Don’t be ridiculous. If you just wanted to fuck every now and again, you need only say the word. You know I’m good for it,” Toshiya chided, running the tip of his tongue along the edge of the older man’s ear. “But we could be so much more. Our love would be like summer squalls; all sudden and crazy and perfect, even if we have to wake up every morning to lonely, cloudless skies.”
“And if I can’t love you? If there’s no room in my heart for anyone but Kaoru?”
“As if. You’ve already fallen for me, even if you don’t know it yet. But if you can’t accept that, then yes, I’m fine with being used by you. From the moment I first saw those gorgeous eyes, I knew I’d let you do whatever you wanted with me and cherish every moment of it.”
Die felt a heady flush at both the compliment and the confident declaration that came before it. The brief, almost-romantic spell was broken by Die’s shirt being yanked up over his head, and four deft hands were spurred into a flurry of motion, pulling at thin shorts and discarding them. Cool water flowed over heated flesh followed by curious, exploring fingers. Scars earned over years of guard duty – the physical proof of their devotion to other men – were kissed, caressed, and loved with the reverence only one in their position could share. Toshiya’s long fingers pressed against and past a yielding pucker, one by one, stretching sensitive flesh and pushing further and further in before brushing over the place that made Die throw his head back with an indulgent groan.
“Gods quit dicking around and just fuck me already,” Die moaned, tugging insistently at Toshiya’s raven hair. “I’m plenty loose enough for you, I promise.”
Toshiya couldn’t resist a throaty chuckle as he obliged, replacing his fingers with his own aching arousal, tearing indulgent groans from both men. Despite Die’s assurances, he was still impossibly tight, and Toshiya rolled his hips to press deeper and deeper into the older man. Die sank his teeth into a strong shoulder, grunting with each thrust, rubbing his erection against Toshiya’s taut belly to distract himself from the stringing stretch. He’d earned that pain with his own impatience, and he savored it just as much as he would the pleasure soon to come.
Once fully sheathed, Toshiya paused for a moment to catch his breath, nipping lightly at Die’s lower lip when the other released his shoulder to breathe. The older man responded with a deep, needy kiss, and Toshiya accepted the cue to start moving. The squall was on them now, and they both embraced the storm eagerly. Hips rocked and bucked powerfully, hands stroked and grabbed with enough force to bruise, mouths licked and sucked with contrary tenderness. Toshiya’s slender hand came between them to grip Die’s arousal, pumping as he thrust ever deeper into the intoxicating heat.
Die did nothing to hold himself back, pushing forward into that tightly gripping hand, then down against the insistent penetration with reckless abandon. Long fingers dug blunt nails across the smooth skin of Toshiya’s back, leaving faint pink marks. With a resounding cry, body twisting into a sinful arch, Die hit his climax, releasing his seed into the gently-flowing water sliding past them. Toshiya hitched the older man’s legs higher up, forcing the redhead to grip the edge of the pool to keep from going under as he thrust wildly into the spent body. Die hung languidly from the tile wall, head lolling back as he was rocked back and forth until he felt liquid heat splash through his insides. Toshiya slumped forward contentedly to rest against his new lover, tongue flicking lazily over the older man’s throat as his lips curved into a sly smile.
“My promise to let this pass only applied to that last time, you know. I’ll be discrete, of course, but… you’ll never be rid of me, now.”
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