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Coming Home	By : SujiChan Category: Dir en grey > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1406 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was late, after midnight, and my cell rang. I reached over to the window seat that was near the bed, and found my cell. “Mmm, mushi mushi?”

“Who’s calling this late at night?” Saika yawned from the doorway. She had taken the bed in the room across the hall.

“Suji?”

I sat up, eyes wide. “T-Toshiya-san?” Saika, jaw falling slack, came rushing in and sat on the bed so she could get closer to overhear. I tilted the phone a little more so we could put our heads together and both hear.

“I need your help,” his deep voice was low and strained. “Could you come get me?”

Now my jaw had fallen slack. “What about your brothers?”

“Shinya’s and Die’s cells are off, Kyo’s with some girl, and Kaoru is out of town on business for Papa. I can’t call home because if Mama saw me right now she’d hurt me, and I have no idea where my sister is.”

“She’s here with me,” I replied. “Where are you?”

“Arigatou,” he whispered.

So a half-hour later Saika and I pulled up to this club, and this barmaid glared as she led us to a back room. Saika entered first, and hissed. “What the hell happened to you?”

I halted, and for a wild moment couldn’t breathe. He stood in underwear only, and held a wet cloth in one hand. On a small table was a bowl of soapy water. I had never seen him unclothed before. It made my heart stop, and then race, the pounding of it so loud I could hear it in my own ears, and wondered if the other two could hear it as well. I gripped a bag in my hands, one Toshiya had asked me to get for him from the shed at his place. Saika had explained to me why they kept changes of clothes and bandages there.

Toshiya winced as he very slowly swept the cloth over his chest where there was some blood. I gasped. “Toshiya-san!” I moved forward, and then halted. I couldn’t just go up to him like that. My God, the man was almost naked! I shouldn’t even be in the room! I headed for the chair. “Okay, I’ll just put this somewhere and leave.”

“Iie,” he lifted a hand, grimaced, and lowered it. “I need help cleaning up and getting dressed.”

My mouth fell open a moment, and then I motioned off. “What about your sister? She…” She was gone. My eyes narrowed. Obviously she’d decided a mostly naked Toshiya and I was a good way to get started on us being together. “Where the hell did she go?”

“Suji…”

I groaned softly, and turned to face him. “But I can’t see you like this!” I cried, flushing with a mixture of lust and shyness. Oh, how hard it was not to look down at his underwear to see if he filled them nicely! Didn’t he understand that I’ve loved him for 16 years, and that despite the fact he didn’t love me ~~ couldn’t love me ~~ it still hurt to be near him, or that I had to fight to not touch him and risk having him reject me again?

“I can’t do it alone,” he told me.

I shut my eyes, and nodded, my hands fisting so hard they hurt, and I felt the sting of my nails digging into my palms. I neared him, and took the cloth from his hand. My hand trembled as I slowly and gently drew the wet cloth over his bare chest and belly. My God, even bloodied and beaten he smelled amazing, and looked good! My heart was pounding a furious tattoo against my ribcage, and I had to concentrate to keep my breathing even. The definition of his abs, and the broadness of his pecs made my mouth water. How I wanted to touch him forever, to lean in and nuzzle his collarbone, and kiss one of his dark brown nipples.

Every now and then I heard a sharp little hiss of breath from him, and I sighed, my little bubble of fantasy ruptured. “You have broken ribs.”

“Iie, just bruised to shit,” he spoke softly. “I know. I’ve had broken ribs enough times to know the difference.”

I rinsed the cloth in the bucket, and began to clean his shoulders and neck, and up to his jaw and chin. “What happened?”

“I was talking to this girl, and her boyfriend took offense and wanted to let me know he didn’t like me near her.” His dark eyes were heavy-lidded, and his gaze was on my face.

I frowned, and dabbed a little too hard at his lips. “You got a shit-kicking trying to get laid?” Ice did a sub-zero freeze of my warm fuzzies of moments ago.

He hissed sharply and drew his head back, his eyes shut. One hand lifted to automatically fall on my hip and hold me back. “Kudasai, I’m already beaten up.”

I flamed. “Gomenasai,” I contritely whispered. I nodded firmly and gently drew his face down towards me, again applying the cloth, but very tenderly. I’d never been this close to Toshiya before. His warm breath, smelling faintly of sake and blood, touched my face. I glanced up at his eyes, and found them on me. I blushed, and dropped my gaze to his mouth. The lips, always teasingly full and begging to be tasted, were swollen and cut, congealed blood crusting where the split was. It was a shame. He had a mouth even women were envious of.

“You have a gentle touch,” he whispered as I carefully wiped blood off a bruise on one cheekbone.

I winced at his swollen blackened eye, and rinsing the cloth once more very slowly cleaned it. I could smell the cleanliness of his hair, the crispness of the shampoo he’d used, and feel a strand of his black hair fall forward and tickle my wrist. All I wanted was to push up on tiptoe and kiss the part of his lips that was not hurt.

Oh God, this was killing me! I started to step closer, to snuggle against him, but instead I backed suddenly away, and dumped the cloth in the bucket. “There.” My hands shook, and I shut my eyes and swallowed hard. How could I choose between Die and Shinya when I was still hopelessly in love with their brother?

But he didn’t love me. I almost whimpered thinking of that. He could never love me. He even came to me to tell me Die was a good man, and he hadn’t been able to look at me. My stomach contracted painfully, and I felt the burn of tears behind my eyes, but I struggled to hold them back, and reached for the bag with the bandages and his clothes. I found anti-biotic ointment and put some on his lip and the cut above his eye. There was nothing else I could do bandage-wise for him since it was mostly bruises. I then pulled out his denims, and held them out to him.

He shook his head. “I can hardly lift my leg.”

Which meant I had to undo them and crouch down before him. His hands dropped to my shoulders for support, and I felt him sway as he slowly lifted a foot. I glanced up, and came into visual contact with his crotch. My face went hot, and I almost jumped back, but just managed to stay put until both his feet were in the legs of his denims. I drew them up, and was still blushing madly when I stood. My God, the man had a nice package! Again my mouth watered, and my heart pounded.

Toshiya offered a sheepish little smile. “Kudasai, can you do them up?”

I glanced down, and hesitated. Pulling his pants up and seeing his crotch up close was one thing, but touching him while doing them up? Eyes falling shut in defeat I took a deep breath and lowered shaking hands to the button of his denims. The skin of his underbelly scorched the backs of my fingers as I slid them in a little to grip the material and slip the button in the hole. I nervously passed my tongue over my dry lips to moisten them, and slid one hand down to grip the zipper and pull it up. This time there was no hiding the fact I was breathing harder.

“Arigatou,” he whispered low and deep.

Nodding I turned for his shirt, barely able to keep my knees from trembling and my legs from giving out. Thankfully it was a button-down shirt, and easy to slip on because lifting his arms to put on a tee shirt would have been beyond him. I know he felt my fingers trembling against him as I slowly drew the shirt on and began to button it. My eyes hurt from straining, trying to keep them on what I was doing and not on visually devouring him.

“Suji…”

Saika burst in then, interrupting what he’d been about to say. “Ready to go? I don’t know about you, but I don’t much like this place. Already I’ve been propositioned four times, and groped once. And relax,” she told her brother when he opened his mouth to speak, “I told him who my big brothers were, and he suddenly couldn’t apologize enough.”

I turned away, and he nodded. “Let’s go.” He refused to have any of us help him. “If I don’t walk out on my own I’ll appear weak.”

Saika and I rolled our eyes, but followed his slow progress. He got into the back of the car, and stretched out as best he could. On the way he asked, “Could I crash at your place for a few days? I can’t go home like this. Mama would freak. If I could hide out until I can at least breathe and walk without looking like I’m dying she won’t think it’s anything worse than a small beating.”

Saika glanced at me as she drove. I glanced back at him, and would have hesitated, but couldn’t resist those dark eyes. “Hai. You can have the spare room.”

He smiled, and it re-opened the cut on his swollen lip so it bled. “Arigatou.”
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“It’s too bad he’s in such rough shape or you could work on getting him naked.”

I flamed. “Saika!” Toshiya was in the spare room while we moved her things to my room for the night. We headed back to the other room, and I hissed softly at her. “Quit it. He doesn’t feel anything for me, and it was hard enough cleaning him up and dressing him at the club. I could kill you for leaving me alone with him.”

“Oh please!” she whispered back. “You loved having your hands all over him.”

I would have shot a remark back at her, but we’d entered the room now, and I saw he just stood there. “Toshiya-san, why aren’t you in bed?”

“I can’t get undressed,” he replied. “And I’ll be damned if I’m sleeping in jeans!”

Saika was quick; I’ll give her that. “Suji will help you while I take the last of my stuff out.” She rushed to get her armful of things before I could say anything.

Toshiya cast me a grateful look. “Help me take these pants off,” he grunted, fumbling with the zipper and a wince on his face.

“Could you please try to remember that I’m the one who’s loved you for 16 years and watch how you say things to me?” My God, hearing him say that had stopped my heart and made my whole body pulse.

He gave a laugh, but it was cut short by a grimace while he put a hand to his ribs. “Gomen,” he bowed his head.

I neared, and my fingers shook as I slipped a few inside the waist of his jeans, and began to undo them. Heat radiated from his underbelly, and I had to stomp on the urge to slip my fingers in a little further and touch him. I slowly lowered the zipper, and could feel the bulge of him just under my fingers. I swallowed hard, and slid my hands in the jeans at his hips to push them down. How many times had I fantasized of doing this to Toshiya? Though in my fantasies he was never hurt, and he was throbbing and hard and his large hands were undoing my top and sliding it off my shoulders.

This was nothing like my fantasy. It was worse. It was better. It was bittersweet torture. I would remember every minute detail of this night forever. I would brand it in my mind and write it in my diary, and when I was old and gray I would re-read it and think with sorrowful tenderness on the night I got this close to the man I loved.

I didn’t realize that the jeans had fallen long seconds ago, but I still stood with my hands curled about his hips. Blushing I spoke. “Hold onto me and lift your feet out one at a time.” As though that’s what I had been waiting for, and hadn’t been standing there like some baka fantasizing of touching that nice bulge in his underwear!

He put his hands on my shoulders, slowly began to lift one leg, and stumbled into me, his arms now around my shoulders. “Gomen,” he whispered.

His chest was pressed into mine, and his hot breath whispered over my ear. I think I orgasmed. Being a virgin still I have no idea if I did or not, but I think I did. How I wanted to moan his name, and run my hands up his back to feel the smoothness of it, and down to his ass to squeeze the cheeks and draw him closer…

“Maybe… Maybe if you lie down, and I pull them off?” I whispered. I helped back him to the bed, and ease him down. The one thing that disappointed me was having him let go of me. I straightened, and went to the foot of the bed to lift his feet onto the mattress and at the same time get the jeans off. He lay there, in underwear only, and I let my gaze run over him. Flushing I hurried to pull the covers over him, and pick up his clothes.

“Well, just shout if you need me.” I went to turn away.

Toshiya grabbed my hand, and when I looked down at him he smiled. “Arigatou.”

I nodded and hurried out before I gave in to temptation and climbed atop him. In my room I found Saika filing her nails, and I got on the bed and glowered at her. “Do you have any idea how difficult it was to do that? You know how I feel about him. It hurt to be that close, and touch him, and know he can never love me!” I blinked back the tears that suddenly sprang up.

She hugged me. “Gomen! It’s just that he called you, and… Wait a minute, how did he get your number? You just got your cell.”

I pulled back and wiped at my eyes. “I gave the number to everyone. Okay, not to Toshiya because I didn’t think he’d want it, but he could have gotten it anytime while he was working on the roof because I kept my cell on the table while I cleaned.”

“Well, anyway, he called you, and I figured a little intimate time alone would make him want you.” She held up a bag with nail polishes in a rainbow of shades. “I’ll do your nails!” Tilting her head slightly she blinked down at my hands. “Why do you have his clothes with you?”

Stupidly I looked down, staring blankly at the crumpled up clothes in my hands. It took me a moment to realize that I’d never folded them and left them on the dresser-top in the spare room because I’d been so flustered and had to get away from Toshiya before I could cry in front of him. “I don’t know!” I softly wailed, and started to cry in earnest, feeling the comforting arms of my best friend in this whole cruel world go around me. Saika said nothing, and I appreciated that.
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