Bound and Broken ((Gin x AkiraVadel)) ((18+))

[akiravadel]

Daichi was already fairly out of it when he stood near Arata. He didn't know anything about this Yuki but he didn't shy away either when he was approached and the jacket was put on him. Looking up at him with those now blank green eyes of his he smiled softly accepting the jacket. Of course not much was going on inside his mind right now.

 

He didn't know Yuki's life with them but from the way he reacted it wasn't very good. That man must be in the same boat as him which made him accept Yuki in a different way.

 

Tipping forward a little he caught himself then blinked a couple times before he felt heavy and went down with a thud smacking his head against the side of the table as he went. There was a small cut that started bleeding heavily as he slumped to the floor unconscious.

[gin]

Daichi suddenly slumped at the wooden floor. Arata went panicked, though with fast reflexes, failed to catch the blonde. His eyes widened when he saw a reddish substance slowly dripping at Daichi's head. Yuki and Ryu also rushed down the stairs, it really was something they should start to worry about.

 

"Seriously Daichi don't die on me--" Arata said in a monotone. Though he might looked so calm. He couldn't deny the anxiety hurling inside of him. Without a deep thought, Arata already carried Daichi and ran his way upstairs to seek for first aid. "I think you should send him to a hospital ASAP--oi!" As Yuki stared at Ryuu dumbfounded. The guy was bringing with him two shovels and a pile of wood. "He isn't dead--and he'll never be dead! Maan that's jinx! Hurry up and keep it away." He pushed Ryuu away from the room. That really was messed up of him, Yuki thought.

 

"No can do!" Arata exclaimed, for a moment Yuki flinched. That's the first time he heard Arata raising his voice.

 

The dark-haired male just couldn't afford bringing Daichi in a hospital or else his o-so-evil plan might be ruined. "ARATA IT'S NOT THE TIME FOR THAT!" Yuki threw a fit. Arata just remained silent for a moment but opened his mouth afterwards, "Yuki--you're a med student right?I know you can fix him." He said, his thoughts weren't proper anymore. His friend could see the terror behind those eyes. He shouldn't have done it in the fist place since he'd already suffered the same.

 

"Really --you----" Yuki shook his head in disappointment. Just how much hatred are you storing inside you, Arata? He wanted to ask him that yet it isn't the proper time. "Kay-- Just go to a pharmacy and buy me some stuff" He scribbled some notes on a sticky note. Immediately after writing, Arata snatched the paper and dashed to the car outside.

 

"You should drive Ryu. I don't think Arata's in a sane mind to drive--" Ryu nodded and followed Arata to the car.

 

"Now that the evil king's wrapped around your finger, what can you say Princess?" Yuki mumbled to himself as he tend Daichi's wound.

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The first thing he noticed was the pounding in his head, the second was the cold he felt and started to shiver but then that was replaced by warmth. He heard yelling and things being slammed but it all sounded so far away. The bump on his head really wasn't all that bad, just a half an inch cut that was bleeding heavily because it was a head wound.

 

Taking a shaky breath his hand came up to rub his face. Why did it hurt so much?

 

Slowly his eyes opened as he blinked taking in where he was. A few moments ago he was standing by Arata and now he was in a bed. Then it wasn't Arata he saw when he woke but Yuki. He frowned slightly then groaned covering his face with his hand again.

[gin]

Ryu and Arata got to the pharmacy and ordered the things Yuki asked. They immediately went back afterwards. Arata on the travel, seemed to be restless. He was changing positions as he glanced at his wristwatch, time by time.

 

--damn hurry Ryuu he wanted to say yet couldn't

 

After they've returned back to the villa, Arata dashed away from the car and hurried upstairs. It's as if he was joining the annual amazing race or something of that sort. Trying to find his breath, he immediately handed the bag of stuff to Yuki. He didn't even noticed that Daichi had regained his consciousness. He really was focused on handing Yuki that stuff so that Daichi could heal fast.

 

"I'll be goin' downstairs, call if you need something--" The dark haired male immediately left the scene. He went downstairs and slumped at the couch where Ryuu was seated. Arata was tired, with all that adrenaline rush and other things he had worriedly thought.

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Daichi groaned softly hearing the loud talking which was actually at a normal level but his brain felt rattled. The blond looked up at Yuki as he finished cleaning up his wound and took whatever medication he gave him. Sighing heavily he sat up and immediately regretted it. He slumped back and held the side of his head as the migraine really kicked in.

 

The blond took several deep breath to try to ease the pain in his head and pulled a blanket over his face to try to block out any light. He'd never had one before so he wasn't prepared for how painful it was. After a few minutes the drugs started to kick in and eased the pain a little to where it was mostly tolerable.

 

"Arata..."

[gin]

There was never been a decent communication between Arata and Ryu. Though the two of them usually hang-out, they completely understand each other without speaking what's on their mind. As Arata lit another cigarette, Ryu tried to converse with him. "-- I found this and this..." he grabbed his cellphone and swiped some pictures in front of Arata casually.

 

Arata stood in a rage as he glared at the poor screen. The male grabbed Ryuu's cellphone and smashed it into the ground. It's been so long since he threw an angry fit, so long that Ryu was somewhat shocked seeing him acting like that. Not contented of smashing the cellphone to the wooden floor, Arata stomped it with all his might, leaving cracks on the screen.

 

"If you do know--that's my cellphone you're breaking--" Ryu momentarily stated, plainly looking at the ruined phone.

 

"I'll pay for it-- " without batting an eyelash he rushed outside the villa. He needed to calm himself, killing won't even suffice as of the moment. The picture that turned him completely into a rage, what was it?

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Daichi stayed in the bed for some time until he finally started to feel well enough to move around. He waited till Yuki left his side then he went to use the bathroom and wonder around the house. The blond looked out a window seeing the trees all the way to the sun setting on the other side of them. He sighed heavily and made his way downstairs feeling his stomach growl.

 

Getting into the fridge he grabbed an apple and started to snack on it. He didn't have any want or worry about running away because he knew he wouldn't get anywhere. Everything was hopeless now.

 

He walked out onto the back porch holding the blanket over his shoulders as he nibbled on the apple watching the sun set. He didn't know if he was going to upset anyone by being out there without asking.

[gin]

Fuck. He really wanted to go rampage. He felt so weak that he couldn't do anything about it. The bastard really knew how to piss him off. He better be alive until the time that, with his own hands, he could kill him.

 

--You're gonna pay... Tetsuhiro Inari Fist tightly clasped teeth furiously gritting, at a loss on what expression's going to resurface on his face.

 

This trash should really go down, he infuriatingly added. Arata needed to think straight, he closed his eyes and deeply inhaled the cigarette inside his system. Releasing the smoke through his nose, he immediately noticed Daichi in front of the porch looking at him.

 

Shit, it's as if fate's been teasing him. Is this some sort of a sign? Whatever it was, he walked away from the villa--away from Daichi to be precise .

 

"shit--" he rolled his eyes downward, this really was awful.

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Daichi saw on the porch and looked at Arata. He was upset so he felt it was best not to approach him. Maybe he should do something in the house instead of hiding in his tired brain. Standing he went inside wrapped in the blanket and started making something to eat for them all. They had some stuff to make spaghetti so he set out making a dish for them.

 

His hands were shaky but he felt better than he did before whacking his head. The blond cut up the tomatoes and chopped them in a blender before putting them in a pan to heat them up and make a sauce. This had all turned very strange but where could he go? All he did now was accept his fate.

[gin]

Relieved that the blonde didn't dare to approach him, Arata just went further. Maybe Daichi understood his gestures of not wanting to be approached. Still, his anger never wavered. Instead, it did even turned out the worst. All this, rapid playback and shit annoyed him so he ended going back to the villa after a couple of hours.

 

From the looks of it, Daichi cooked the meal. Yuki and Ryu had gone sitting waiting for their meal like it's the ordinary thing in the world. Foolish blonde, he was kidnapped, raped and tormented yet in the end he cooked a meal for the perpetrators? Where's the logic in that!? Arata almost gave a facepalm. Daichi's kindness we'll be always resurfacing--and that's a fact.

 

He just ignored Yuki's invitation to dine together and continued walking upstairs--slamming the carved door. He couldn't believe it himself, he's acting childish. Maan--that was out of character as he pounded on the door.

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Daichi almost looked happy for a moment when he saw Arata but then saw his anger and lowered his head a bit. He made them all a plate to eat then sat at the table as he started to eat his own food. Having the raven so far away made him feel very awkward. Wasn't this was he wanted? The blond sighed softly only able to stomach a very small plate of food.

 

Glancing at Ryu and Yuki he wondered if they were wanting him too. Walking over he handed them each a plate then bit his bottom lip. He could feel Ryu's dominance just in the way he sat there and that caused him to shiver.

 

He'd grown used to and even started to like feeling a stronger male around him. He wasn't very large himself and submitting was such an odd yet welcoming sensation, he just sort of did it.

[gin]

Smack* "Ryu it's bad to glare!" Yuki reprimand the male. Though he wasn't really glaring, it was just his usual expression. Thanks to that slant eyes of his that he's always misunderstood. Yuki thanked the blonde for the sumptuous meal and left the scene.

 

 

 

 

Never again, after two consecutive days, Arata went outside his room. And for his needs, Yuki just delivered it to him on an hourly basis. Other than Yuki and Ryu, no one's allowed to enter. To sum it up--he don't want the blonde entering his domain for the past days. Leaving the latter inside the other room ---free from his perverse violations and attacks.

 

"It's time to leave." As Ryuu glanced at Arata doing something. Room completely in a mess, Arata was calmly polishing a Beretta 92fs with his hands. He bought if from the black market with an affordable prize, along with the magazines. Contented with its gleam, he placed it atop the table and dragged a huge maleta at the cabinet. "Help me with this." he heaved the huge suitcase and handed it to the male.

 

It was apparent in Yuuki's face the terror of what's going to happen next. Loud thumping sounds coming from him were mostly heard. Ryuu, as always, looked calm. Yuuki glanced at Daichi with a wry smile as he grabbed something inside the cabinet.

 

"Sorry Daichi--boss' orders." Ryuu was behind Daichi as the male gripped his arm tight. Ryu could still see resistance but died rather quickly as the blonde surrendered to his fate.

 

Yuuki opened a box and unraveled a syringe with a bluish liquid inside. The bluish substance oozed from the needle's tip. Yuki hesitated at first but injected the substance afterwards. The panic-stricken face of Daichi asked what in the world was that? Is this another tormenting game?

 

"Poison---" in a deep tone, he calmly stated. Arata appeared beside Ryu with his normal poker face.

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Daichi hated being locked away from Arata only to find he had planned something else for him. The blond shook as the fluid was injected into his arm. The blond hissed softly feeling it pool into his veins and travel up into the back of his head.

 

"Poison?" he teetered a little before leaning back on the couch and groaned softly. He didn't know what it was but it made him feel horribly groggy. Groaning softly he trembled as it started to kick in. He didn't know what Arata's plans were or what was going to happen to him but he was surprising calm.

[gin]

Arata leaned closer to the blonde. The poison had started to kick in as he saw Daichi's face switching into pain.

 

"---- - - -------- ------ - - " Arata moved his lips to form words yet with no sounds.

 

The dark haired male gave a painful smile as he claimed Daichi's lips with a peck. His swift hand immediately landed at blonde's head, and made the latter lose his consciousness.

 

"Ara, are you sure bout' this---" Yuki stated and glanced at Ryu which made no rejection about Arata's plans.

 

"Ah." He agreed in monotone as he slowly pushed Daichi's body inside the huge suitcase. The male heaved the case again and left the house.

 

"Be sure not to get imprisoned! Fool!" Yuki shouted at the car who drifted fast. Arata just stared at the side mirror and shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't care less anymore-- he needed this settled and done.

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Daichi didn't know why this was happening but accepted the kiss from Arata and then the darkness took him. From then on he remembered nothing even later that day he still wouldn't remember. He would just remember waking up in a bed he doesn't know.

 

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Tetsuhiro Inari was home and working at his desk. He long since lost contact with his family and was obsessed with his work. The older man sat at his desk and sighed having no idea what was going to come to his door. No idea of the surprise he was about to see. Sitting at his desk he hung up the phone after talking to his co-workers about their next sale.

 

He heard someone outside and decided to go to the door.

[gin]

The dark haired male arrived at an English-style house. Though it was elegant and huge, Arata just snorted and kicked the half-open gates. He knew this house--much more than his very own house.

 

--fucker I know you're in there. Busy counting your 'hard-earned' money. His thoughts were somewhat different than his usual poker face. He didn't budged to press the door bell. Instead, he made clinking sounds at the golden gate. The very familiar man opened the huge door.

 

"Good day, Mr . Inari." He greeted with a smile as he unraveled his face from the cap he wore.

 

"How are you--" His smile was forcefully bright as he saw terror on the other man's eyes.

 

--cower in fear, bastard.

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Tetsuhiro stared in shock at the man before him, "what on Earth are you doing here?" His voice sounded unsure at first since he really caught him off guard with showing up at his door. The grey haired man looked over the boy he barely knew and wondered why he honestly came there.

 

"Get off my property before I call the police," he glared at him and threw up a hand as if to shoo him away. "I've no time to deal with you."

 

He went to shut the door but was surprised when it was stopped by him, "I said leave." He glared at the man who became a bit taller then himself when he grew older.

[gin]

"HAHA I'm afraid you're not the one in-charge in here--" He slammed the man at the door. Arata figured it out that this man, would most likely, forget about him. After all, he's only interested in his mother, nothing else and no one else. Aside from Saiyounji's riches, of course.

 

 

"I don't have time to play with you, old man..." He snickered at the man in front of him.

"All I ask of you is to shut down Inari Pharmaceuticals." The thought angered the man more. The dark-haired male must probably be nuts saying all of that.

 

 

"oh-- I stand corrected-- I mean Saiyounji Pharmaceuticals." The old man's reaction was crystal clear. Too obvious to know that Arata was merely no stranger anymore.

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There was no way to mask the shock that came over the mans face then. This kid meant serious business and it wasn't just going to go away. Taking a deep breath he tried to compose himself, "just who are you really? Why do you know that name?"

 

He swallowed hard and glanced over the man before him. He reminded him of someone but he couldn't put his finger on it. The grey haired man's hands balled into fists ready for anything this man would throw at him.

[gin]

"I'm the son of the person whom you've stolen everything." His clear grin turned into a sour face. It really didn't matter to have his composure this time, not with that man in front of him.

 

"Let's not reminisce about the past and let me hear your answer, Mr. Inari." He glared at the male as if he's throwing daggers at him. His usual voice sounded rather aggressive than before.

 

Just the image of that man, in front of him, made his blood boil.

 

"And I don't think I'll go to jail just by killing a sinful man as yourself!" He grabbed the gun from his inner vest and place the cold barrel on his forehead. Blow to smithereens and never come back, he planned. Yet he wanted to make his death slowly as possible--excruciating as possible.

 

"So is it a yes or a no? I don't have the patience to wait." He raised his brows and ordered. There's no real bargain with the both of them. Whatever the other party's answer will be, he's going to kill him anyways.

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The man stood there until the gun was at his forehead, that was when he crumpled to his knees, "please don't!" He trembled as his hands fell to his sides. This man cared about one person and that person was in trouble, himself.

 

"I'll do as you say just don't pull that trigger!" he was pathetic really. A groan man crumpling. Daichi would have even stood against him longer than this man did. At least he would have before he was broken.

[gin]

"Then shut the company down--" Arata exclaimed as he stretched the hammer slowly. The other male was desperate for his life's safety though he was glaring at Arata. Yet the dark-haired male studied the other man's expression.

 

Ah. This is what he'd long searched for. The man's face covered with despair and anxiety. It really did made Arata chuckle a little. At least, the old geezer experienced what he'd already suffered ages ago. Still, he wanted for more... More discomfort out of the man's hope turning into despair. This really was exciting--- He so thought.

 

Arata hadn't realized his passion for revenge turned out more twisted and more crazy.

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"I-It's not that- okay okay I will just please don't shoot me!" the man cried out in fear. He prayed someone would come help him but no one was coming. "Just please leave me alone!" He trembled at his other sons feet. How did it turn out this way? How did he become like this? What could he do to fix this?

 

He trembled as he waited for the other one to put away the gun, "please... please stop this..."

[gin]

Easy for you to say... Plead more and it might be entertaining to watch. Arata just gave a tsk. How can the guy sunk so low? From a proud business down to that thing clinging and begging mercy for him. He was just begging for his safety without even searching for his son that had gone missing for three days. The guy's considerably so selfish to the core!

 

"Then sign this here--right now." His tone was oppressing as he smacked the scroll of paper on the man's face. It'll be over after this--everything's gonna be fine. Arata will have some peace of mind and forget all these bitterness. He'd even thanked the hugeness of the place. Upon the entire commotion no soul was seen right before their eyes. Just the two of them in front of the door. Arata managed to immobilized those puny guards so no matter how he screams--they wouldn't budge to help.

 

--Now the dice has been cast---all that's left is to win and everything will be over---

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The man grunted as the scroll hit his face. Taking a deep breath he sighed looking down at the offending thing. How did it come to this? Why couldn't his children just leave him alone like his wives finally did. He slowly picked up the scroll and looked at it for a moment before wincing when Arata moved too quickly near him.

 

"I'll sign! I'll sign!" he fumbled with his jacket for a moment before pulling out a pen. This was it... but it wouldn't destroy the money he had. Maybe he could start something else. After all he still had his money.

 

Shaking he signed the paper then held it back up for him, "now please leave me alone."