Title: Painful Days and Stormy Nights Chapter 22: Blackout
Pairing: RyoJin, Ohno/Aiba, KimuShingo, Takki/Sakamoto, Sakumiya, Nagase/Koichi and one-sided Miyake/Sakamoto, PiKame or TegoPi? Jun/Uchi?
Genre: AU, family, friendship, romance, angst, drama
Disclaimer: The drama reaches its last round... What will happen when the brothers try to find out the truth? Everything turns into the wrong direction when Ryo finally realizes what's lying deep inside his mind... Meanwhile Sakamoto and the other three guys are still searching for Miyake. Will they find him?
Eager hands were roaming over soft skin, a body arching into these touches, wanting to feel more and more and more, while he was questioning if he had ever wanted something or someone that much. He got pushed back into the mattress, a strong body lying over him, pressing him down, kissing him heatedly. Hot lips rushing over his body, teasing sensitive skin. Fingers making him scream and long for more.
Jun turned around in his bed, sighing a bit when he saw the person lying next to him. His fingers crawled over Uchi's hair, feeling it between his fingers. He laid back again, looking up at the ceiling, frowning as he remembered what had happened yesterday...
They were talking again, free from work, drinking a bit. And Uchi was so cute... his puppy-like eyes looking at Jun so sweetly... Jun simply couldn't resist.
“Jun?” Uchi's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. The younger one snuggled against him. “Are you awake already?” he mumbled sleepily.
Jun couldn't help a soft smile, he stroked over Uchi's face, placing a kiss on his forehead. “Just sleep idiot!”
Takki would lie if he said that he was feeling comfortable with what he was doing right now, his hand angling in Ryo's drawers and cupboards. He hated it. But during his meeting with his brothers they didn't find another solution. None of them was feeling comfortable with this... but at one point desperation won over them. Takki knew it was not the right thing... it was Ryo's privacy after all. No matter what the boy was hiding.
He blinked when he opened one of the drawers of Ryo's desk, seeing a few notes. Apparently Ryo had scribbles something on these sheets of paper... some short notes. His hand-writing messy, as if it had been written down in a hurry.
Takki's eyes grew wide. Die, Ryo.
Give me back my wife.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Takki's eyes grew wide in shock. What was that? What the hell? He felt sweat forming on his forehead, slowly dripping down.
“Aniki?” a silent voice suddenly pulled him out of his thoughts. Takki nearly jumped at that, directly looking into Ryo's surprised and suspicious looking eyes. “What are you doing in my room?”
Takki swallowed down the dry feeling in his throat. “I was searching for some documents... I must have forgotten them, when I was looking after you. You know, when you were sick.”
Ryo stared at him piercingly, his eyes wandering over Takki's face to his desk to the sheets of paper. The next thing Takki knew was that Ryo grabbed a book from his night stand table and threw it into Takki's direction, hitting the older one's shoulder with it. Takki jumped when the next item flew into his direction, Ryo's eyes gleaming with wrath.
“RYO!” Takki called out in surprise. “Are you going insane!? Stop it!” he stared at him in disbelief. “What's going on?”
Ryo's heart was hammering against his chest, he could even hear it inside his ears. Stop it... Stop it... He could see it...himself as a boy again, hands slapping him. Then there was the guy who seemed to be his father... Ryo's tiny self stepped into bathroom, eyes growing wide when he found a person lying in the bathtub full of water, blood dripping down his wrist. He yelled and screamed when he was finally getting over his shock. There were footsteps in the corridor, hurrying into his direction, a still quite young Takki rushing into the bathroom. Ryo...what's going on?
Ryo panted heavily, his hair hanging over his forehead in a mess. He stared at Takki, still angry but also really desperate. He so wanted to ask him some questions, wanting to know what happened back then... Ask him if the guy slapping him was his father... If the guy dying in the bathtub was his father... But then, Takki was surprised himself when he came to the bathroom and to Ryo's room, where the man tried to kill him... maybe he didn't know about it himself. Ryo blinked as the realisation hit him. The only, full truth was hiding somewhere in his mind. Takki couldn't tell him what was happening back then, because he didn't know it.
Takki's eyes were scanning him in concern, slowly stepping closer, the desperation in Ryo's eyes was so clear that he could feel it himself. He slowly approached the boy. “Tell me.” he begged, voice soft and low. “Tell me what's bothering you.”
For a moment Ryo wavered, wanting to jump into Takki's arms, letting the other comfort and hug him. But then... he didn't. In the end the thing he hated the most, was love. He pushed Takki away, grabbing his bag. “I hate you!” he yelled, before he rushed out of the house, running down the street, wondering where he should go to now. When he passed his school, he heard steps behind him. He jumped, eyes widening when he turned around.
“Hey.” a low voice told him.
In the end what he feared the most was to be loved. Not the truth or his past. But to be loved. Hence to be pushed away. A pain that was burning deep inside him, he didn't even know it was there until now. Maybe he should have talked about it earlier. Maybe he shouldn't have pushed Takki away. Maybe he should have tried to talk to Jin. He looked at the person in front of him desperately. And now? Was it too late?
Yamapi turned around when he heard a well-known voice behind him. He smiled at Kame. “Hey!”
Kame blinked for a moment, pointing at the bag in Yamapi's hands. “What are you doing here.”
Yamapi smiled cheerfully. “They are organising a basketball event in school. You know I started playing again.”
Kame grinned. “Yes, you are so cool when playing. So they will let you play?”
Yamapi sighed a bit. “Nagase is still a bit angry with me...”
“The Host Club?” Kame grinned. He had already heard from it. A very tired Uchi had told him about it. Just slightly Kame had wondered why Uchi was so tired, but when he saw Jun's sleepy face he decided that it was better not to ask.
“Yes.” Yamapi laughed a bit. “But we earned a lot of money.”
“Of course you did!” Kame said fiercely. “You are great.” he blushed a bit. “And your friends are pretty too.” he added immediately, chuckling a bit to get rid of his flush.
“Thanks.” Yamapi smiled. “Just that Tsubasa was really angry. I'm glad he didn't ground me.”
“Yeah.” Kame grinned. “He was too pre-occupied with being angry at Koichi for being at your side. He was too proud that his beautiful little cousin was succeeding as a host.”
“Lucky me.” Yamapi laughed. “Well... Nagase is still a bit angry. But he thinks the team can't play without me.”
Kame sighed a bit, snuggling against Yamapi's arm. “How long will you be away?”
“Just a few days.” Yamapi smiled a bit, leaning against Kame's shoulder for a moment. Then he hugged him out of the blue. “Wish me luck.” he begged.
“I will.” Kame smiled, surprised by Yamapi's sudden move. He frowned a bit, wondering if there was more about this whole story. Something Yamapi didn't tell him.
“Yoko!” Shingo waved like crazy.
Yoko stopped, waiting for the three men to approach him. Then he angled for some documents. “There are a few hotels here.” he explained, he looked at the other piercingly. “Okay, we have to decide now. Which one do we take?”
“What are our options?” Sakamoto wanted to know.
“Well...” Yoko mused. “There is a quite cheap hotel here. A student can pay it. In my opinion we can leave out the third hotel. It's really expensive.”
Hina nodded his head. “Ken's parents aren't rich. I'm sure he has no money for something expensive.”
“Definitely.” Shingo agreed. Slowly he was feeling some hope again... begging that this time it would be the right trace. “What else did you find out?”
“Okay.” Yoko started. “I guess this one is the most interesting one. The bar, where he met Sakamoto-san for the first time, rents a few room.”
“Really?” Hina blurt out.
Yoko nodded his head. “It's not really legal. But they allow visitors to sleep there if their way home is too long...”
“That's it!” Shingo said forcefully, grabbing Hina's hand and pulling him into the direction of the bar. “Let's look there first.” The two guys ran towards the bar, Yoko and Sakamoto following them.
The woman at the counter blinked at them in surprise, but it was Shingo talking to her... And there was no way to get out of his way. It just needed him five minutes and the woman was already giggling and laughing.
Shingo smiled at her. “Now Koharu-san, just a question. Is there anyone renting your rooms currently.”
For a moment the woman wavered but she got totally drawn into Shingo's eyes, so she smiled. “Just a young student.”
Hina held his breath in expectation.
The woman went through some papers. “His name is Miyake Kosaku.”
“Kosaku?” Hina whispered.
“It's the name of his uncle.” Yoko whispered back, glad that he had done some background research before.
“No way!” Shingo pretended to be surprised. “So my old high school buddy is here?”
“You know him?” the woman blinked.
“Yes!” Shingo beamed, making the woman dwell in his cuteness. “A pretty guy. Large ears, but his face is so cute that no one is looking at his ears. He has a pouty mouth... and he is quite thin.”
“That's him.” the woman smiled.
“Oh...” Shingo seemed to be sad. “Pity that I can't see him...”
“But you can.” the woman patted his arm, smiling softly. “Just go upstairs.”
“Thanks!” Shingo hugged her happily, before he stormed upstairs, the other three guys following him.
“I can't believe your flirting worked.” Hina blinked when they reached the door to the only booked room.
Yoko tugged at the door and sighed. Of course it was closed. He bit his lips, feeling slightly nervous, but the last thing they needed here was him freaking out. He angled for some things he had in his pocket, sighing in relief when he found a paper-clip. He tugged at it, opening it before he started to handle at the door lock.
“Faster...” Sakamoto mumbled, feeling really concerned now.
The moment they heard the lock clicking, Shingo pushed the door open, rushing into the room, the others following him. “He is not in his room.” Shingo nearly cried.
Sakamoto looked around, finding a small door. Was this the bathroom? He scanned the whole room properly. Yes, apparently this door belonged to the rented room. He opened it, sighing contently that it was really the bathroom, before his eyes grew wide in shock. He rushed towards the figure leaning against the bathtub, blood dripping from his wrist.
“DAMN!” Sakamoto yelled, getting the others' attention immediately.
“Oh my god.” Hina mumbled.
“Call the ambulance!” Sakamoto told him, his senses working immediately. He angled for a towel and pressed it against Miyake's wrist.
Miyake's eyes were half-open, he looked at him sheepishly. “Sorry...” he mumbled. “I'm so stupid.”
“It's okay.” Sakamoto reassured him softly, stroking over Miyake's hair. The boy that resembled his deceased son so much... in every way.
Sakamoto sighed when he got back home, much too late for the Host Club of course. He definitely had to search for Takki now, he was so longing for a bit warmth. His heart was slowly feeling at ease now, the ambulance had brought Miyake to the hospital, his friends were with him.
He walked directly to the brothers' house, ringing at the door. He blinked when the door flew open and four pairs of eyes were looking at him expectantly first and then disappointed and nervous. “What?” he asked.
Takki shook his head a bit, hugging Sakamoto. The older one pulled him into his arms. “What happened?” he asked again.
“We had a fight.” Takki explained.
“You and Ryo?” Sakamoto asked.
“Actually... it was our all fault.” Subaru admitted. “We wanted to find out what's going on with him and tried to find something in his room... and he snapped.”
“Ah...” Sakamoto nodded his head, slowing understanding. “And then?”
Takuya rubbed over his head desperately as no one else answered. “Ryo's gone... He ran away this afternoon and didn't come back till now.”
“That's it” Takki drew back from Sakamoto's arms. “We'll call the police.”
Subaru blinked, fear rushing through his veins as he was expecting the worst. “You are right.” he finally agreed.
“Yeah.” Nino nodded his head. “As long as we don't know if he just ran away or if something happened to him, we need to make sure.”
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