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 KazunariDisclaimer: we only own the plot.

Sakurai paced outside of Masaki’s bedroom hating himself for forcing Masaki through that. The teenager still hadn’t woken up from his faint and for some reason he broken out into a fever, the doctor was in with him but there were no signs of Masaki waking up. The CEO could still hear the boy’s broken whisper of ‘I did something bad…’ Fear raced up Sakurai’s spine the only ‘bad’ thing that could cause this reaction was the one thing that Sakurai and the others already believed Masaki had killed his master. Nobody in their right mind would be blame the boy but if he really had remembered or if they found out the truth there would be no way that Masaki would ever begin to forgive himself. He had phoned Matsumoto’s apartment and asked the brat to come over, Nino was a willing slave but he would have some insight to a slave mentality and Sakurai needed that. Nino had told him that he would ask for permission from Matsumoto. That had been ¾ of an hour ago and Sakurai was sick of waiting. Just as he was about to take out his phone and ring his friend to yell at him there was a knock on his door. He pulled it open sighing with relief when he saw Nino standing in front of him.

“Thank god you’re here” He snapped grabbing the small guy thin arm and pulling him inside.

“Hey be careful, are you going to explain to my master why I have bruises he didn’t give me?” Nino whined pulling his arm away and Sakurai gave a hiss spinning around to glare at him.

“I’ll explain whatever the hell you want…But can you just explain to me how your mind works?”

“My mind?” Nino repeated with a raised eye brow staring into his face “What happened… You went to the house…”

“I did and Masaki had been there before… He said that his master took him from there and then he said ‘I did something bad’ then he fainted and he hasn’t woke up yet…”

“Crap… Then he really did hurt his master…” Nino sighed sinking into the chair and hugging the pillow a blank expression on his face. It was a look Sakurai could relate too and he gave a sigh flopping into the sofa and scraping his fingers through his hair,

“How… How would you help him?”

“Me?”

“Well you’re a slave… Jun thought that you would have some insight to how he would feel…”

“Master thought that, but I realised that I’m not like Masaki… if Matsumoto-sama goes too far I know in the back of my mind that I can just say our safety word, if I say that I’m fine but Masaki… Masaki would never have had that option…” Nino sighed and Sakurai let out an angry growl, at this rate Masaki might end up in a hospital, he hated the idea of that but if he couldn’t help him maybe it would be the best place “When I’m not allowed out of the apartment I’ve been looking through old newspapers and things on the internet. Matsumoto-sama told me I was to help you as much as possible… And I also looked up child abduction and paedophiles....”

“Did you find anything?”

“Masaki… He’s a teenager right? He more than likely would still be in high school… But that makes him to old… His master would have wanted someone younger… looking at everything I’ve learned… Masaki he’s lucky to have gotten to the age he is…”

“You mean his master would have…” Sakurai didn’t try and finish the thought that had settled into his head he gripped his trousers tightly pushing the wave of nausea away. Nino was right, Masaki, in a sick mind, would be too old for them. 

“Masaki I’ve only seen him once but he doesn’t look the type that would hurt his master unless… Unless it was the basic instinct to survive” Nino mumbled and Sakurai jumped up to his feet marching to Masaki’s bedroom and pushing open the door. Masaki was laying on the bed a drip sticking out of his arm while the doctor buzzed around muttering to himself. He looked so still and pale against the bed sheets guilt clawed at the CEO. Yesterday he had been so happy about his new haircut and this morning he had been so excited to show him that he could remember the words in the book.

“Ho-How is he?”

“He’ll be okay” The doctor answered but Sakurai was convinced by his tone of voice he was doubtful. “Physically, his body his healing but his mind… His mind is a very fragile state… I suggest we move him to a therapy ward…”

“How would that help him?” Nino snapped from the door way. “The one person he trusts in this entire world right now is Sakurai-san… Carting him off to the happy farm won’t help him…”

“Nino…” Sakurai started but he was actually glad that he had spoken up, he thought that maybe after today Masaki’s trust in him would be broken so it was nice that somebody believed in him.

“Are you a professional?” The doctor asked almost glaring at Nino and Sakurai was horrified by what the brat did next.

“I’m a professional slave…” Nino hissed pulling open his shirt showing his leather collar proudly. The doctor blinked and stammered looking away “You have no idea how our minds work…”

“Kazunari that will be enough” A short sharp command came from the hallway and Sakurai had barely anytime to register that it was Matsumoto before there was a scream from the bed and Masaki’s eyes flew open

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Master I didn’t mean… Please wake up… Wake up…”

“Masaki… Masaki it’s okay…” Sakurai said coming to sit next to him on the bed. Masaki didn’t seem to even realise that he was there and started rocking backwards and forwards repeating the words ‘I’m sorry’ Sakurai took him gently by the shoulders and stared into his boy’s face, wiping away the tears with his thumb. There was still no reaction from Masaki and in a moment of desperation Sakurai started reciting puss-in-boots “There was once a miller who had three sons and when he died his estate was divided between them. The older sons fared very well but the youngest received nothing but the cat…”

“And he oft-en com-plained bi-tterly of his lo-t…” Masaki finished his shaking stopping again as he blinked and his eyes refocused hen Sakurai realised the teenager was actually seeing him again he flashed a smile

“Welcome back” He mumbled with so much emotion in his voice it was kind of embarrassing that there were three other guys in the room besides them. Masaki’s eyes welled up with more tears and he let out a shout throwing his arms around his neck sobbing onto one of his sloppy shoulders.

“Sho-sama… I hurt my master! He told me… He told me to stay still… But I was so scared… He held his hand over my mouth… I couldn’t stay still…” He sobbed and Sakurai held him tightly allowing him to let it all out “My eyes went funny and I pushed against him… He fell backwards and hit his head… I didn’t mean too I didn’t…”

“I know you didn’t Masaki” Sakurai murmured at last unable to stop himself from kissing the exposed skin on his neck.

“Would a hospital have known to do that?” Nino was asking the doctor in the background

“Nino, that’s enough” Matsumoto growled then there was a shuffling and the sounds of a door closing.

“There was blood… So much blood I couldn’t get it to stop” Masaki whispered against him.

“Masaki… Do you remember where you lived?” Sakurai asked, he didn’t want to and Masaki pulled away nodding with wet tearful eyes.

“I… Think so… Sho-sama…”

TBC

a/n: >.< I hope this is okay >.<