Bound to you (part 2)

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Title: Bound to You  
Author: KrystalKatz
Rating: NC17
Length: 2/?
Genre: AU,
Parings: Matsumoto Jun/Ninomiya Kazunari, Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki,
Disclaimer: I only own the plot for which I have no excuse
A/N: Nino is younger than everyone else in this,
 
“Excuse me” Nino said softly as he stepped into the studio, he looked around and saw that it was empty, he frowned the light on the wrist band was red so that meant he should be here, “Matsumoto-san?” he said softly he saw another door that had a red light above it and he figured it must be a dark room since the light was on he guessed that Matsu must be in the middle of developing. He wondered why Matsu had called him if he was busy, he looked around again feeling like a spare part until his eyes we caught by the photo again, looking at the light he saw it was still on so he moved forwards. It really was beautiful, the other photos were pretty but they seemed sterile this one was breath taking full of real emotion
“Seriously if you like it so much you can have it... What are you doing here?”
Nino jumped turning quickly when he heard Matsu’s voice “M-my wrist band... It flashed” Nino answered holding up his arm, Matsu frowned looking at the wristband.
“I didn’t call for you” He murmured and then gave a beautiful smile “But since you’re here... How are you?”
“I’m fine” Nino answered quickly, looking down at the floor, Matsu smiled and grabbed his hand pulling him into a kiss. Nino blinked trying to get his mouth to move but he had the feeling that he looked like a goldfish. Matsu didn’t complain though just held his head with one hand and wrapping his other arm around his shoulders bringing him closer against him. Nino felt a shiver run down his spine as Matsu’s tongue probed at his lips, it was a polite kiss, it wasn’t demanding but as they broke apart Nino was flushed and slightly dazed. Matsu gave a laugh brushing his thumb over his lips and then picked up a digital camera “So you don’t always use film? Ah sorry I didn’t mean... I’m sorry” Nino gasped when he realised that he had asked a question, flinching as he waited for the hit.
“I prefer film, but sometimes digital is quicker” Matsu answered playing with his hair lightly “Nino, as long as you stay with me you can ask what you want... You can treat this place as your own...”
“Why are you being so nice?”
“I’m not, I still bought you, you are still my prisoner, you’re not allowed to leave unless I tell you can and you’re not allowed to talk to anyone other than Aiba and Sakurai, as long as you follow these rules you can stay” Matsu told him and his eyes became slightly hard and cold, and Nino nodded quickly at the reminder that he was a slave “Good boy” the taller guy said softly stroking his cheek “You can go now”  Nino nodded an left, breathing a sigh of relief when he made it through the passage when he pushed open the door he was almost happy to see Aiba waiting for him.
“Did everything go okay?”
“Matsumoto-san he said that he didn’t call for me” Nino answered and Aiba frowned
“Maybe your wrist band is broken, you should get Sho-chan to look at it later, come on lets go swimming” Aiba said dragging him from the room. Nino spent the morning with Aiba and surprisingly quickly he found himself warming to the hyper active taller guy. They spent the morning in the pool area and Nino wondered what it was that Aiba did around the house, from what he’d seen he blew up rooms and belly flopped into the pool, Nino himself didn’t do much swimming the sting of his cuts was too much after a while so he just sat on the side watching and slowly laughing at Aiba, once or twice he saw Matsu in the garden but the boss never came near him. Later Nino plucked up the courage to ask what role Aiba had “Like Sho-chan is Jun-chan’s manservant I’m yours” Aiba told him with a smile, as he brought them some lunch “See… I have a different wristband to yours mine has a Yellow light for you, in your bedroom there is your control panel if you press my name it, it flashes, you should also have been given a mobile, only me, Sho-chan and Jun-chan will have the number, but I don’t think Jun-chan wants you leaving the house yet…”
“In case I run off?” Nino mumbled remembering the cold hard eyes Matsu had, had earlier. He really had spent a lot of money on him it made sense that he didn’t want to lose him, not that there was really anywhere else for him to go.
“Nino-chan, I know you might not have wanted to end up here, but as long as you’re nice to Jun-chan, Jun-chan will look after you…”
“Ai-Masaki-san… Um… Nothing” Nino gave a small smile and shook his head pushing away most of his lunch, his head was a complete mess and he really wanted some time to think, he had only been here one day and nothing had been what he was expecting, when he was with the fat man he had only hoped that whoever brought him wouldn’t beat him to bad and now he was pretty much being told that he had a servant, he almost couldn’t believe it, he felt for sure if he rubbed his eyes hard enough he would wake up in that cold damp room with the fat man hitting him with the leather belt or the cane. Aiba clicked his tongue, but didn’t say anything as he finished his own meal. While Aiba cleared the table Nino chewed his lip wondering if he should help, but when he tried Aiba told him to sit own. Aiba vanished for a few minutes and Nino realised how tired he was, he had only been out of his cell for a day after all. He rested his head on the cool wood his eyes closing. When he woke up he was being carried into his room by Matsu, he tried to twist out of his grip his heart jumping. Matsu gave a laugh holding his closer
“Be careful you’ll fall” He said against his ear. Nino froze he didn’t know what to do, he felt that he should walk but Matsu didn’t seem to want to let him go. When they reached his room Matsu kicked the door open with his foot and lay him on the bed
“I-I’m sorry… Did you need me?”
“No, but I will have a word with Aiba, I told him that you should take easy today… Are you okay?”
“I-I’m fi-fine” Nino told him quickly, Matsu looked a little disbelieving and sat on the bed
“You don’t have to lie to me, I won’t get mad at you…” He sighed playing with Nino’s hair, Nino looked away and was surprised to see the photo he had been admiring the day before on the desk, it really was beautiful he thought, Matsu smiled at the moment Nino seemed almost like a frightened rabbit, he really didn’t want to scare him, that was why he had been trying to stay away from him but when he had seen him sleeping he couldn’t help but go to him. Nino was still staring at the photo and the expression in his eyes almost made Matsu feel lonely, he grabbed his hand causing Nino to jump, Matsu almost let out a swear, “Sorry” He said letting go quickly,
“S-Sorry” Nino said softly hanging his head
“Shit, Kazu’ you really are too fucking cute” Matsu groaned tilting his face back up and kissing him, like before Nino tried to kiss back the best he could. Soon he felt himself being pushed back on to the bed and Matsu was straddling him. Matsu pulled out of the kiss and sat up looking down at him, Nino blushed hotly as he felt Matsu’s member pressing against him. Matsu gave a groan and very quickly pecked his lips “you should get some rest” he murmured climbing off of him, leaving the room through the passage to his own room. Nino stared at the door breathing deeply trying to work out what had just happened and what to do with his own rising member. He could feel his jeans tightening; Nino let out a long sigh and rolled onto to his side trying to get rid of what he was feeling. *The fat man led him through the damp building, every few feet there was another door, and Nino was positive that he could hear small sobs from behind each one. His fear was almost suffocating him, like a hand around his throat. They stopped in front of a door, and the fat man grinned as he pulled out a bunch of keys and unlocked the door. ‘Welcome to your new home’ he said pushing Nino in so hard that he tripped and hit his head on the wall. Nino bit back a cry and turned just as the door was being shut. The room fell into darkness and Nino stumbled around, his head ached and there was something warm and sticky on his forehead. His eyes adjusted and he managed to see a mattress and a blanket in the corner, he moved towards it. He sat down and grimaced as he felt, what he hoped was water, soak into his trousers. Looking around he saw scratches in the wall, and he realised that someone had been counting either days or weeks. He ran his fingers over the marks, it felt like there were thousands of them, and he prayed silently that he wouldn’t be there that long. He touched the cut on his forehead hissing with pain, hot tears formed in his eyes and very slowly he let them roll down his cheeks*
“Kazu…” Nino blinked opening his eyes, and realised that Matsu was back sitting on his bed “You had another dream?” Nino nodded slowly and the taller guy wrapped his arms around him and hugged him tightly. “It’s okay, Kazu…” He whispered in his ear. Nino gave a small sob and buried his face into his neck, they lay on the bed and Matsu held him tightly soothing away the dream. The days passed slowly and Nino found himself getting a little more confident, at least around Aiba, Sakurai and Matsu still put him on edge though going to Matsu when the red light flashed wasn’t as daunting as it was before, most of the time he was in the studio he was sat on Matsu’s lap while he explained everything that went into photography, from taking pictures to developing them. In between the explanation Matsu would rain kisses down on his neck and shoulders. Nino still had a mountain of questions but he was still too scared to ask them, every night he would still dream of the fat man and the two years he spent with him. It was strange but every time he woke from the dreams Matsu would be there to cuddle and reassure him, even on the nights that they didn’t sleep together. There were other members of staff in the house but they only bowed politely at him and walked away, and he remembered the order that he was only allowed to talk to Aiba and Sakurai and didn’t even try to talk to anyone else. Every now and then people would come to the house and Nino would be asked to stay in his bedroom, not that he minded the visitors sent shivers down his spine. On the days they had visited Nino would always be summoned into Matsu’s bedroom and the photographer would kiss every inch of his skin and then hold him tightly. After three weeks Nino was finally allowed to leave the house but only as long as Aiba was with him, he had been shocked the first time they had left and he had seen a gun under Aiba’s coat. The man seemed so innocent and hyper that he had forgotten that he was also a part of the Matsumoto family, Aiba had given him a sheepish smile when he had seen him looking at it and assured him that knew how to use it and Nino tried to work out if that made him feel better or worse. They never went far from the house, either a games store or arcade, but sometimes Aiba would take him to the zoo or aquarium and Nino would shake his head in disbelief that he carried a gun while hugging a stuffed panda or clown fish, Aiba grinned insisting that they were for Sakurai and Nino tried, with great difficulty, to imagine Sakurai being honestly happy about receiving stuffed teddies though he had to admit Sakurai always had a soft expression on his face when talking to Aiba and his eyes practically glowed with love as he looked at him. Today they were having the photo Matsu had given him framed. He could have had done before but he wanted to find the perfect frame for it, he finally had and was pleased with the way it looked now, they left the shop and Aiba was asking if he wanted something to eat when he heard someone call his name
“Ka-Kazu?” The woman gasped again, staring at him in amazement, “Kazu’ is that really you?”
Nino didn’t know what to say he frowned trying to place her face, she was dressed smartly in a light blue coat, her face was done up with make-up. “Kazu it’s me your big sister, Riko”
“Ri-Riko-nee?” He stammered blinking wildly unable to believe his eyes she looked so different, the last time he had seen her was the night he had been taken by the fat man. Riko gave a smile
“Wow, you look like you’re doing well, ne, Kazu… Really well” Her eyes ran over the clothes he was wearing, he wasn’t an idiot he knew what he was dressed in most people could only dream off, but it wasn’t his, everything she saw belonged to Matsu, including him, if Matsu’s felt like it he could just be sold again. Riko looked like she was almost calculating how much his outfit was worth more than happy to see her brother, Aiba watched the sadness that washed over Nino’s face and coughed
“Nino-chan, we should return to the house” He told him softly before turning to bow politely at his sister, and Nino gave an almost sigh of relief, his brain was churning with a mixture of emotions that he couldn’t understand.
“Where’s Kazu?” Matsu asked as Sakurai brought him his afternoon tea,
“He’s gone shopping with Aiba-chan, sir, didn’t he tell you?”
“He did, I just thought they would be back by now” Matsu murmured as he sipped the sweet tea
“They’ll be back soon, sir” Sakurai grinned reassuringly “He’s with Aiba-chan, so he’ll be okay”
“Thank-you, Sakurai, you can leave” Matsu nodded, Sakurai bowed recognising the glint in his masters eyes. He was suddenly very afraid for Aiba, he had been spending a lot of time with Nino and even he had noticed that Nino smiled a lot while he was with Aiba. But he was also confident that Aiba was only trying to help. He looked up as he heard a car pulling up to the house, he went quickly to the door relieved to see Aiba and Nino coming towards the house.
“Sho-chan!” Aiba said as he saw him, running towards him excitedly,
“Where were you? Matsumoto-sama, was asking for you” Sakurai said holding Aiba at arm’s length
“B-But I told him... H-He said I could go...” Nino stammered his eyes wide, Aiba gave him a quick smile
“He’s not angry, just worried, ne? You should go to him now” He said taking the picture from him “I’ll re-hang this”
“Thank-you” Nino said with a quick smile before going quickly to the studio, he knocked on the door “Matsu?” He said going in, after receiving no answer as always the smell of developer was over powering, but now he had grown to love that smell, he was careful not to touch anything and made his way forwards stopping dead when he saw the sight in front of him. A guy he didn’t recognise was on his knees in front of Matsu while the leader was moaning with pleasure “faster” he breathed grabbing the guys head and forcing a faster rhythm “Fuck, so close...” Matsu groaned, Nino ran from the studio knocking over some of the photos on his way out. Matsu looked up from the picture he was staring at as he released quickly with a low moan of “Kazu... Un, yeah... Fuck”
“Is that all sir?” The guy said with a grin and Matsu suddenly felt sick,
“Yes that will be all” He nodded zipping himself up deciding that he really needed a shower.  Nino ran through the house not stopping until he reached his bedroom, he slammed the door locking it before sliding a chest of drawers in front of it. He sank to the floor hugging his knees as tears rolled down his cheeks, he looked up at the photo that had already been re-hung he knew he had no right to feel the way he was or act like he was doing but the only thought in his mind was that he was meant to be Matsu’s muse, why the fuck would he do that with another guy. He hugged his knees tightly he had wanted to tell Matsu that he had seen his sister he wanted the older guy to smile and wipe away the uneasiness he was feeling. When he had seen her looking so happy and healthy it was like she hadn’t thought about him once in the past 2years. He had wanted Matsu to tell him that it was okay but seeing him with that other guy reminded him that he wasn’t his lover he was just a piece of furniture he’d brought and had found defective. Since that first night they had only shared light kisses and touches and although he spent most of his nights in Matsu’s room they had never had sex. He should have guessed the older guy was doing it somewhere else... With someone else, maybe that guy had agreed to have his picture taken, what if Matsu decided to send him back to the fat man, there would be no way he could survive going back to him, to that room, and he shivered at the thought. He pulled the wrist band off as he saw the green light flashing throwing it down under his bed tears rolled down his cheeks. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and he heard Matsu calling to him.
“Kazu…”
“Go away” Nino mumbled through tears his heart was racing with fear but right now he wasn’t thinking straight. Matsu heard him through the wood he tried the door but found it impossible to move. Biting back a response he went to find out what had happened.
“He just went to your studio” Aiba said with a frown “Sho-chan came to tell him that you were looking for him”
“So he was there just now? Fuck” He groaned tempted to kick something, 
“Um, Jun-chan… There was also something else… When we were out he saw his sister”
“Shit” Matsu sank into a kitchen chair staring at his hands.
“Matsumoto-sama, Ikuta Toma is here” Sakurai said coming into the room and standing closely beside Aiba remembering the look he had seen earlier. Matsu nodded and went to meet his friend, Toma was in the living room sitting in one of the large brown leather chairs.
“What’s up?” Matsu asked
“I was hoping to finally meet your ‘Muse’” Toma grinned looking around
“He’s locked himself in his bedroom” Matsu admitted sitting a chair with a sigh, Toma chuckled softly
“What happened?”
“He saw me” he mumbled slowly as if not wanting to admit it,
“Saw what?”
“He saw me... With another guy...”
Toma raised an eyebrow looking at his best friend in disbelief “You were with another guy?”
“It was only a blow job” Matsu answered but even as he said it he felt stabs of guilt in his heart.
“But you’re obsessed with that kid, you have been since you first saw his picture...” Toma said quickly not wanting to picture his lifelong friend in any sexual position
“I know” Matsu sighed running his hands through his hair “I was angry at him he’s been spending a lot of time with Aiba...”
“So you got jealous?” Toma laughed “Trust me, Aiba has no interest in your little Nino but maybe you deserve being locked out for awhile. Look on the bright side; at least you know he likes you enough to get jealous...but you’re lucky, fuck if Pi came back and caught me with another guy I’d be lucky if all he did was lock himself in his room” Toma grimaced at the thought of his normally bright and cheerful lover catching him like that, Matsu gave a short laugh and a nod
“You’re right I do deserve worse...”
“Why don’t you just tell him you’re in love with him?”
“Because I have no right to be” He sighed causing Toma to roll his eyes almost tempted to hit him but even as his best friend he had to wonder how long he would survive if he did and he really wanted to see his Yamapi again. Toma left soon afterwards and Matsu headed back to his studio, his photos distracted him enough to forget his problems with Nino, or at least push them to the back of his mind.
 *Nino was thrown against the wall, a short groan escaping his lips, the fat man loomed over him the cane in his hand, tapping against his thigh, ‘What did you say?’ He spat, Nino didn’t answer and the cane came down on his back, it wasn’t the first time he had been beaten and he knew that once the fat man started he didn’t stop. He just prayed that he would carry on until he was dead this time. The fat man beat him until his back was ripped apart, he leant against the wall gasping for breath as the blood slid down the cane ‘You’re lucky someone’s showed interest in you, you fucking piece of shit’ he snapped spitting at him and then leaving the room the door slamming shut. Nino crawled to the mattress and scrapped a line on the wall before falling into the blissful black* Nino woke his heart pounding against his chest, the room was in darkness and the door was still barricaded. He looked at the locked door that led to Matsu’s room, tears were in his eyes and he needed the taller guy so much. He hadn’t been called but he walked down the passage and very slowly entered Matsu’s bedroom. His heart sank when he saw that it was empty he wondered where Matsu was or who with as he went back to his own room again. Matsu walked from the studio it was late and he was tired but he couldn’t sleep without Nino anymore and that frustrated him, with a sigh he went to Nino’s room his hand hovering over the handle, he was about to give up and leave when the door opened revealing Nino’s white face, his eyes were rimmed red from tears, he wasn’t sure if they were from another dream or from what he had seen, either way Matsu hated himself for letting him suffer them alone, Nino looked at him in surprise “What’s wrong, sir?” He asked politely and Matsu stifled a groan he had gone from being called ‘Matsu’ in that beautiful voice to being called ‘sir’ in the space of a day he really hated himself
“I can’t sleep without you” He admitted and Nino blinked at him, his eye brow arching magnificently, there was no joy in his eyes as he grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bedroom leading him to the bed. There was only the look a good servant would give their master, but Matsu decided that if he could feel Nino pressed against him he could live with that. There were no more words shared between them Matsu just held him tightly while they fell asleep. The next morning when Aiba came to deliver Nino’s breakfast he was pleasantly surprised to see them sleeping in a tight embrace he thought that maybe they had worked everything out, but as the day wore on he realised the air was becoming even colder between them Nino stayed in his bedroom while Matsu locked himself in his studio,
“Ma-chan, stay out of it” Sakurai murmured that night as he stroked his birth marked shoulder lightly with his finger before bringing his lips down on to it, tonight was their rare night off together and he wanted to enjoy it, plus he was still scared that Matsu would turn on him, despite their connection.
“But what if Jun-chan does something stupid like releases him? Nino-chan might actually agree...” Aiba said shrugging him away but staying on Sakurai’s lap
“Would that really be such a bad thing?” Sakurai asked trying to pull his boyfriend back down into a kiss, but Aiba pulled away quickly and from the way he was looking tears weren’t far away, damn sometimes his boyfriend was way too sensitive, he thought “What I meant was Ninomiya-san isn’t here because he wants to be, I know you love Matsumoto-sama but if he should let Ninomiya-san go...I know he like’s Ninomiya-san but Ma-chan Ninomiya is still a save, you didn’t see the place I bought him from, he doesn’t love Matsumoto-sama, he just doesn’t know any better”
“He does, Nino-chan does love Jun-chan” Aiba insisted “He just doesn’t know it yet…” Sakurai rolled his eyes looking at the zoo of stuffed animals that were staring at him through glassy eyes from the wardrobes, and then sighed “Okay, baby” he said knowing that if he left his boyfriend alone he would more than likely end up in trouble with Matsu. Aiba gave an excited cry and they set about making their plan for operation MatsuMiya,
 
A/N: I have a question, are my chapters to long? :/ anyway, I hope you enjoy ^.^