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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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Long-fingered hands slowed to a stop as tired gold eyes rose, abandoning their focus on half-finished gyoza. Kyo’s gaze found its way to the window above the kitchen sink and was caught there, captivated, for a moment. Rain was battering the thin glass steadily, as it had been all day, and the persistent storm was wearing on the blonde’s mood. Everything outside the little window was so dull and grey; a miserable contrast to the sunny, clear sky he’d enjoyed at the park only two days before. He'd been caught in the mess while he was out that morning, and had indulged in a hot bath when he returned home. Now, wrapped in an old house robe with his hair almost entirely dry, he was warm and comfortable, but looking outside was still depressing. He sighed and went back to his task preparing dinner.
‘Hakuei is so late coming home today…’
‘He must have gone out with his friends from the shop again.’
‘At least I know he’ll always come home in time for dinner.’
He rolled out little circles of dough with a practiced motion.
‘I guess I didn’t need to pretend to go to work today after all…’
‘Spent all day in the damn rain for no reason!’
‘Gods, I hate lying to him like that…’
Dishes clinked together softly as he began to spoon filling into each dough shell, the smell of garlic and pork hanging enticingly in the air. A slow, heavy gust of wind howled past the window, plastering soggy cherry blossom petals to the glass. Behind him, he heard the doorknob rattle clumsily before a sharp crash echoed through the small apartment as the door hit the wall.
“I’m home!” a familiar voice called out, thick and slurred.
Kyo winced a bit and sighed. ‘He’s drunk…’
“Welcome back.”
Heavy steps made old hardwood creak softly in tired protest as Hakuei crossed the living room and appeared in the kitchen doorway. A long, straight nose lifted to test the air curiously. Kyo paused and turned his head just enough to watch his lover from the corner of his eye, awaiting the verdict. The older man was temperamental when he drank.
Hakuei smiled languidly. “Gyoza smells great, Babe.”
Kyo relaxed a little and went back to his task folding each dumpling around the filling. “They’ll be done soon. I just need to heat them up and they’ll be ready.”
He heard the fridge open and bottles rattle. “You want a beer?”
“No, thanks.”
“You sure?”
“I don’t drink, Haku. You know that.”
The fridge shut a bit heavily.
“You used to drink with Die all the time, didn’t you?”
‘Not this again!’
“I used to drink with lots of people, but that was a long time ago. I quit because I got alcohol poisoning, before you and I met.”
“Hm.”
It could have ended there. Hakuei would sulk for a moment, worrying over Kyo’s relationship with Die, but he would get over it soon enough. He would go sink into the couch and nurse a few more beers until dinner was ready, then he’d eat some gyoza and watch game shows, and eventually stagger to the bedroom to pass out. Kyo would clean up the mess from dinner and shut off all the lights for the night. He would undress his lover for sleep, make sure the older man drank some water, and set out pain killers for the hangover that was sure to come in the morning.
It could have ended there.
“Besides, you drink more than enough for the both of us.”
The moment the words left his lips, Kyo regretted them. His hands froze and his eyes went wide, and he turned quickly to face his lover. Hakuei was staring at him with an equal mix of shock and fury. A large hand came up to slowly, deliberately, twist the top off of the beer bottle with a soft hiss.
“H-Hakuei… I didn’t mean… it was a joke, I…”
Black eyes narrowed, and the older man moved forward. “I’m sorry, I’ve been so selfish. All this time, I’ve been drinking all of our beer, and I should have been sharing.”
Kyo tried to back up, and found himself trapped in the corner of the counter. “Haku, please, I- MPH!”
The bottle Hakuei had just opened was jammed abruptly in the blonde’s mouth as he spoke, and Kyo found himself choking and thrashing as cheap, bitter beer flooded his throat. He coughed, spraying frothy yellow liquid from the corners of his mouth, and tried to push Hakuei away frantically. Beer spilled down his chin and neck, soaking the front of his robe and Hakuei’s shirt as he fought to keep the hateful fluid out of his lungs.
The bottle disappeared momentarily and Kyo had just enough time for a single gasp of air before a heavy fist smashed against the left side of his face. He cried out and lost his footing, crashing to the floor. Hakuei was on top of him in a heartbeat, straddling his hips and pinning one of Kyo’s arms to the cabinet over the younger man’s head. The bottle was again forced between the blonde’s teeth and his eyes watered as he struggled against the invading liquid.
“Drink! You wanted it, don’t you dare fucking waste it!” Hakuei hissed viciously, teeth bared in a snarl. He released Kyo’s wrist to punch him again, causing the blonde’s lip to split against the bottle. “FUCKING DRINK IT!”
Kyo whimpered and closed his eyes, fighting to breathe through his nose and swallow the beer. Nausea surged within him as the memory of his time in the hospital getting his stomach pumped resurfaced, and he sobbed once, faintly. When the beer was gone, Hakuei released him and stood, allowing the blonde to cough and huddle against the floor. The taller man’s face twisted in disgust and he hurled the bottle into the cabinet scant centimeters from his lover’s head before stalking out of the kitchen.
Alone, Kyo curled into a miserable ball and writhed against the cool tile floor with a strained whimper. His stomach was rolling violently and he wasn’t sure he could resist the pressing urge to vomit. He was afraid that if he did throw it back up, it would only upset Hakuei further, and the fear drove him to clamp his hands over his mouth and focus everything he had on settling his belly. Crying quietly, he panted through his nose and tried to ignore the horrible taste in his mouth and the pressure at the back of his throat.
Time crawled on in a vacant haze, an hour passing as a moment and an eternity as the tears dried and the pain faded to dull, familiar throb. Kyo heard the shower come on from the other end of the apartment. He listened to the water running for a long time, mingling with the rain pattering against the window, and allowed the soft noises to settle his nerves. Even when the nausea wilted into a mild, manageable discomfort, he stayed curled up on the floor and listened to the soothing sounds.
The shower faucet squeaked as the water was cut off, and Kyo heard soft footsteps pad from the bathroom into the bedroom, and from there out to the living room. He stayed still and silent on the floor, unsure of his lover’s new mood and unwilling to do anything that might risk setting the older man off again. He felt more than he heard when Hakuei entered the kitchen again and knelt behind him. One large hand came out with surprising delicacy to brush his hair out of his face.
“Kyo?”
A long moment passed by before Kyo turned his head, slowly, to look up at his lover. Hakuei was looking significantly more sober, and his eyes were soft with guilt. He gathered Kyo into his arms and cradled him gently against himself, nuzzling into soft blonde hair.
“I’m sorry, Sugar,” he murmured, sighing. “I don’t mean to lose my temper so easily, you know? You just… you make me so mad sometimes. Can you forgive me?”
“It’s… my fault,” Kyo whispered, curling his hand against Hakuei’s chest. “I don’t know why I said that, I… I really didn’t mean it…”
"I know you didn’t, it’s okay." Hakuei’s arms tightened around him. “I love you, Kyo.”
“I…” Kyo’s voice cracked a little, and he swallowed thickly. “I love you too, Hakuei.”
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