love storm

[krystalkatzfics]

Title: 愛の嵐

Author: krystalkatz & Trickytricia

Rating: G

Length: Chaptered

Genre: Au, Romance, dark themes

Pairings: Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki, Matsumoto Jun/Ninomiya Kazunari

Disclaimer: we only own the plot.

 Masaki sat in the restaurant staring down at the card he had been given by the librarian, he couldn't read what was on it but Sakurai had told him that it was his name. Aiba Masaki, a tingling sensation ran down his back as the thought that he had a real name excited him. Even if it wasn't true right now he was happy, he had a full name. Under the card was the book with pretty pictures he had never heard such stories before and he wanted to memorise the one about the cat in boots, so he could replay it in his mind when he was back with his master.

"Masaki? Don't you like the food?" Sakurai asked in the overly gentle tone he had gotten used to and Masaki could tell that there would be a smile on his lips. The teenager jumped quickly picking up the fork looking down at the tasty looking food. He wasn't sure what food it was but it was the same as what Sakurai was eating and for some reason that made him happy.

"Yo… Sho" a bright cheerful voice said near the table and Masaki looked up gapping in surprise when he saw one of the ‘little people’ from the machine in the bedroom looking down at them. He was standing next to a darker skinned man who had a sleepy smile on his face.

"Toma, it's been a long time" Sakurai said politely wiping his mouth on a napkin before giving a small polite smile at the tanned guy "Ohno-san"

“And who is this?” Toma said smiling down at Masaki, Masaki blushed a little fingering the card on the book again as if it would give him some courage, nerves coiled in his chest he could feel his heart racing and his breathing getting steadily worse.  His fist clenched on the book as he tried to steady himself

“Masaki, it’s okay… Breathe…” Sakurai whispered reaching over and grabbing his clenched hand Masaki looked into the older man’s face keeping his eyes fixed on the CEO’s eyes as he regulated the breathing “Aiba Masaki… He’s my housekeeper’s son” the CEO said after Masaki had calmed down again and Masaki was a little shocked by the lie.

“Wow you’re dating the help?” Toma whistled and Masaki looking down that card. He wasn’t really sure what was being said but from the way Sakurai tensed it wasn’t very good. He felt bad for causing so much trouble for Sakurai, Sakurai was being so nice to him and there was no way he would be able to repay him, he didn’t have anything but himself. He flicked his eyes back to his hand and realised that Sakurai was still holding it his thumb rubbing his fingers.

“I don’t see how that is any of your business, Toma” Sakurai muttered and Toma gave another laugh, it sounded clear and pleasant, it ran around the restaurant and Masaki looked back up at him.

“You’re right it isn’t… Me and Sato-chan where just here to celebrate our anniversary…” he said linking his fingers with the tanned man whose face lit up a little more, his sleepy eyes feeling with emotions that Masaki couldn’t understand “Today was the first day we met… A year ago in this restaurant…”

“A little early in the day to be celebrating isn’t it?” Sakurai said

“I have night time filming… Can’t be helped, ne?” Toma shrugged grinning as Ohno’s arm slipped around his back “Anyway, it was nice meeting you Aiba-kun…”

“I… Um… Tha-nk-you” Masaki whispered shyly his cheeks flooding with colour.

“They’re nice people once you get to know them” Sakurai murmured letting go of his hand as Toma and Ohno left causing Masaki to feel sad about the loss of contact but slowly he picked up his fork again and started eating the wonderful meal. He was full by the time a trolley arrived with amazing looking desserts, Sakurai tried to get him to have one but he shook his head quickly “Are you tired Masaki?” The older man asked they stepped out of the restaurant getting into the waiting car and Masaki nodded, he had started to feel tired and his body ached a little. His head sagged against Sakurai’s shoulder his eyes closing as Sakurai told the driver to take them home.

When he woke up he was in the spare room again with Sakurai sitting next to him looking at a picture that was in a sleek black and gold frame.

“Aww…” Masaki said sleepily as Sakurai held out a photo to him, it was of a panting chocolate Labrador with what looked like a teenaged Sakurai hugging him tightly from behind. The younger Sakurai was grinning so widely with happiness that it looked like his face was splitting in two the dog also looked like he was smiling, Masaki guessed before he was told that this was Sakurai with the real Masaki.

“This is the first Masaki… He was my best friend when I was about your age… He protected me from everything… I thought he was the best dog in the world… I told him all my secrets, all my hopes and fears… He was an amazing dog…I still do it to that picture and it helps me through a lot of hard times” Sakurai said and Masaki beamed happily at being named after something that Sakurai had loved so much. “I want you to keep that picture Masaki… And if there is anything that is troubling you that you can’t say to me or Aiba you can tell Masaki… He’ll never judge you okay?”

“You… You really don’t… Mind?” Masaki whispered and Sakurai shook his head putting the pictures on the bedside table and ruffling his hair

“Nope… I think Masaki would be happy to be looking after you…” He told him and the teenager felt tear prickling at the backs of his eyes and a funny feeling grew in his chest. “Now get some sleep and then when you wake up we can begin your lessons…”

“Thank-you” the words felt completely inadequate for what he wanted to say but Sakurai smiled ruffling his hair and dropping a tiny kiss on the top of his head before going out of the room closing the door with a soft click. Masaki lay on the bed but he couldn’t fall to sleep his mind spinning with the knowledge that someway, somehow he had to repay the kindness Sakurai was showing him. Making up his mind he got to his feet and pull off all of his clothes before putting on the soft fluffy dark green bathrobe Aiba had bought for him. He walked out of the bedroom and after seeing the living area and Sakurai’s study was empty he decided that Sakurai must be in his bedroom. He felt sick as he walked to the CEO’s door and he took a deep breath trying to calm down his heart down as he reached out and knocked on the door

“Come in” Sakurai shouted and nervously Masaki pushed opened the door and stepped inside. Sakurai was sat crossed legged on his bed surrounded by a mass of paperwork which he quickly put aside when he saw Masaki “Masaki is everything okay?” The teenager nodded slowly playing with the belt of his robe. He was terrified of what he was thinking about doing, if his master found out he would be angry with him but he had to repay Sakurai for his kindness

“Sakurai-sama… I um… I can’t really repay you for being… Nice... My master… He said my body was nice… He… You…You can us-use me…” He whispered pulling off the soft robe and letting it slide down his body. He was shaking but he was determined, he saw Sakurai gulp and Masaki flinched as he came forwards to stand in front of him. The older man stroked his collar bone with one hand while running the thumb of his other over his lips before kissing him lightly. It was soft and gentle, their lips barely joining together and Masaki trembled as a strange sensation ran down his spine as he felt the lips against his. It was nothing like the touches his master had given him. Sakurai soon pulled away from the kiss, reaching down to pick up the robe covering his body again.

“Masaki… If you want to thank me, when I do something right, smile at me… You don’t have to do this…” Sakurai told him “I won’t use you like that…”

Masaki stared into the older man’s eyes, his heart thumping as his stomach tightened. Tears easily came into his eyes and escaped down his cheeks running off of his chin as he threw his arms around Sakurai’s neck. The CEO held him tight murmuring in his ear that everything was going to be okay. Sakurai led him to the bed still continuing to hug him and Masaki cried harder than he ever had done before.

TBC