love storm

Jul. 17th, 2012 09:41 am
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Author: krystalkatz & Trickytricia

Rating: G

Length: Chaptered

Genre: Au, Romance, dark themes

Pairings: Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki, Matsumoto Jun/Ninomiya KazunariDisclaimer: This is a joint fiction between me and my amazing sister-in-law we only own the plot.



Masaki flinched as his masters words reached him, his whole body shook at the look he was getting. He felt Sakurai’s hand on his back making the circular movements he had grown to love…. Love? That was a word that he didn’t understand, until Sakurai had read him the book he had never even heard the word. When Sakurai had told him he loved him earlier he didn’t understand why he sounded so emotional. He had understood when he said he needed him, his master needed him, and his master owned him and had given him everything. But now his master was looking at him with so much anger in his eyes he was beginning to understand that what Nino and Sakurai had told him was the truth. His brain didn’t want to accept that, his master was his world and now it was crumbling around him. His master had wanted him dead. His master didn’t need him.

“Masaki” Sakurai whispered his arm going around his shoulders and Masaki realised that he was holding him up. His head was swimming his body felt like it was folding in on its self.

“Masaki?” His master repeated with a sneer “You got a name?”

“N-no…” He started but suddenly Nino stepped forwards

“Yes he does, his name is Aiba Masaki…” he growled ignoring his own master. Masaki blinked at him his brain was still swarming and churning with the realisation that he really was worthless. But

“Aren’t you a pretty thing?” His master asked reaching out a porky hand grabbing a hold of Nino’s arm and pulling him to the rolls of fat before anyone had time to react. “How old are you? You’ve got such little hands…”

“If don’t get your hands off of my Kazu, I will make sure you never see the inside of a courtroom” Nino’s master growled loudly and his own master turned his sharp beady eyes away from Nino’s hand. Masaki saw a smirk on the rubbery fat lips and he saw the pretty master’s hands were clenched. Masaki stood staring at his master, his mouth opening and closing a few times, not knowing what to do he couldn’t believe what was happening. The brutal realisation that his master seemingly didn’t care about him was enough to make him want to curl into a ball.   

“So this is yours?” His master asked stroking Nino’s face and Masaki was amazed by what happened next. The small slave gave a hiss his small hand clenched tight and the he brought it down hard in between his legs. Masaki watched as his master gave a grunt letting go of Nino who immediately went to his master who hugged him tightly “Little shit, you should teach him better…”

“If I wanted tips on how to treat my slave I won’t come to you…”

“So what are you doing here?” His master snapped “I thought after you left me for dead I would never see you again…”

“I had to come back… You are my master…”

“Master? What are you talking about?” His master snarled his eyes going to the three other men “You tried to kill me…You are a worthless nothing…”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done it!” Masaki gasped fearfully reached forwards but his master smacked his hand away.

“Get away from me” He growled with a harsh glint in his eyes “You don’t even realise what you’ve done do you? You thick piece of shit…You should have just stayed away…”

“Mas-te-r…” Masaki gasped moving forward again moaning as a hand hit against his face.  He stumbled backwards tripping on the step and Nino and Matsumoto held him up while Sakurai gave a loud growl raised his fist and brought it down hard into his master’s fat face and Masaki’s mouth fell open as he watched his master clutching at his bleeding nose.

“You should have just died!” His master snapped and Masaki turned and ran from the house aware that Sakurai was shouting after him. He ran through the street, images of the first time he had run away filling his mind and merging together into one thick mess in his mind and somehow he managed to make it to a children’s playground and he looked around scared that he was getting lost. There were a few children playing on plastic slides their parents smiling and laughing and loneliness found its way into his heart and he sank to the floor crying hugging himself.

“Masaki… Masaki” Sakurai shouted running up to him and Masaki kept his on a worm that was moving through the earth at his feet and he made no response until Sakurai touched his shoulders “The floors wet…” The older man said and Masaki remembered that it had rained earlier that morning the water had slammed against the window as he had sat in the bedroom in Sakurai’s apartment. Sakurai helped him to his feet with so gently Masaki felt his heart ache in his chest

“Sho-sama… I’m… Sorry… That I did-n’t be-believe yo-u” He whispered and Sakurai lightly ran his fingers over his face giving him a sad smile

“Masaki, I wish it wasn’t right…” he replied as soft spots of rain pitter-pattered on their heads.  

“I have no where I belong…” Masaki whispered sinking onto the bench that Sakurai had led him too. He hadn’t believed Sakurai about his master and a part of him still didn’t want to believe it. The CEO had only ever been completely nice to him and he had shouted at him.

“Masaki… Of course you do, you can stay with me… What your master was doing… It was wrong Masaki… He was hurting you because he is a very cruel and hurtful man…” Sakurai told him slowly and steadily and Masaki couldn’t find any words in him that could protect his master. He had always believed that his master had saved him from that house but now, now he had met Sakurai he realised that his master was a cruel man. He was terrified when he thought that and tears stung his eyes

“Sho-sama… I’m sorry” He said again crying as he clung to Sakurai’s shirt his whole body trembling against the bench “I should have died…”

“Never say that…” Sakurai hissed pulling away from him and kneeling in the mud that was in front of the bench, staining his light grey suit trousers and holding his hands. “Please Masaki… Don’t say that again because you’re mine”

“I’m yours? You will be my new master?” Masaki was almost hopeful that that was what he meant. If Sakurai needed him then… Then maybe he wasn’t useless. Sakurai had said earlier that he needed him and he loved him but maybe he had changed his mind now that he had actually heard from his master how useless he was.

“No… I want you to stay with me… Until you can work out what you want to do with your life Masaki...” Sakurai whispered and Masaki looked down at their joined hands as he tried to make sense of the sentences he was being told.

“You don’t need me anymore?” He whispered his hands and voice trembling as he looked back up into Sakurai’s face terrified

“Yes… Of course I need you Masaki…You are the one that doesn’t make me a cold person…So please don’t say you should have died…Now let’s go back and you can show me how well you can read those words… Okay?”

“Master… My master… What will happen to him?” Masaki asked and Sakurai looked troubled before he answered with

“He will go to prison for what he did to you Masaki...” Sakurai’s voice was almost a whisper and he stopped when his device beeped in his pocket. The CEO looked at it for a while before letting out a muffled swear.

“Sho-sama…” Masaki murmured his voice shaking and Sakurai slipped the device back in his pocket.

“Upstairs in his house… There was another boy… He was only 4 years old… He kidnapped him from a shopping centre…” Sakurai told him with a heavy disgusted voice. Masaki shook as images swirled around in his head of him when he was that young of his master sliding into his bed and making him touch him

“He… He was hurting another boy?” He asked unable to believe what he was hearing. His master had replaced him already, he had started making another boy do the same things he had made him do.

“Yes…”

“And now he won’t be able too?”

“No” was Sakurai’s answer and Masaki was almost terrified by the wave of what was relief that slid over his body.

TBC

A/N: I’m not sure about this part…Unfortunately this won’t be the last time we see Masaki’s master >.<



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