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

[akiravadel]

Feeling arata move behind him and try to stop him he panicked a little and tried to get away from him. He struggle for a moment but then dropped his hand from the scalpel. The others strong voice still stopped him.

 

He trembled in Arata's arms a little surprised he had stopped him from ending his suffering. The blond didn't want to play this game anymore, he was so sick of the pain he felt everyday. Who would want him now? He was tainted and ruined.

 

After a moment his hand reached up touching the strong arms wrapped around him. Daichi took several shaky breaths as he sat there calming down once again.

[gin]

From the awkward scene that had been established, Arata was left with no choice but to comfort the confused Daichi in front of him. He ruffled his head and reassured that he's not gonna do anything else. The dark-haired male leaned at the pillar and forced his way to stand. He wanted some change of clothes, it's all tattered and covered with blood. Plus the fact that he's injured, Arata wanted some rest.

 

"Leave, Daichi. It's not best for us to stay at one place." He stated coldly as he retreated back to his room.

 

Arata didn't turned his head back to Daichi. Whether he's leaving or not, it doesn't matter anymore. All he need was a couple of rest and a spare time to tend his wounds. Arata went to the yard to wash the fresh wounds then back to his room to wrap it with clean bandages. His head was heavy as a rock, even the objects had bore a twin in his vision.

 

--damn. what am I supposed to do Daichi!?

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Feeling the familiar hand in his hair made him so happy for a split second but then it was taken away again. Getting up when the raven returned from cleaning his wound he walked over to stand in the doorway and speak to the other as he wrapped up his leg, "why isn't it good for us to be near each other? Hm? Do I remind you of all the terrible things you've done? How broken and just... useless I am now?"

 

The blond turned his head away, "I tried at a relationship after you once. He was very nice. I didn't want to tell him about what happened to me but eventually he found out. All he did was pity me after that and then told me he didn't want a 'project'." He raised his hands to air quote the last word.

 

"I'm done, Arata. I'm not playing anymore. I'm so sick of this terrible world I live in."

[gin]

Arata just couldn't blame Daichi for all the sorrows he'd brought to the man. He just couldn't bring himself to be nice to him after all what he'd done just to make up for it. It's preferred that Daichi would leave him than to linger and just reopen the wounds of the past.

 

"Sorry." He hoisted himself up and ruffled the blonde's hair. The both of them stayed quiet at the time being as Arata continued ruffling Daichi's hair. Strange, Daichi's height is closing their gap, yet Arata had known that it was the same Daichi as of before.

 

So innocent... so good... so serene...

 

"sorry for everything." He closed their gaps and tightly squeezed Daichi. It wasn't his intention to apologize yet by seing the blonde's face; all his facade to stay emotionless-- totally crumbled.

 

--just damn go.As he saw Daichi hesitating for a moment, he turned away from him.

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The hand in his hair calmed him for a moment and felt rather nice. A part of him wanted Arata back, wanted him to make this alright again. Besides his girlfriend who left him because of this man, he hadn't really had anyone. The blond tried several times but this was about it.

 

When the other hugged him his cheeks tinted darker as he stood shocked. Initially he didn't return the hug he just stood there blinking but when the other pulled away he immediately moved forward and wrapped his arms around him from behind.

 

"Please... don't leave me again..." he knew how horribly pathetic that sounded but... His feelings, his real feelings for Arata were beginning to surface once again.

[gin]

--After all I've done to you...

 

Arata shrugged his shoulders a bit trying to let the drama out of his mind. He really didn't want this tear-jerking scenes, much more when he's the one doing it. He rested his chin atop Daichi's head, trying to sort things out as he kept on sighing.

 

"Let me warn you---" He halted Daichi from looking above, his expression was not appropriate to be stared at.

 

 

 

"I'm no good with love stuff." He stated softly as it turned slowly into a murmur.

 

 

Did he deserve happiness? Just the thought of it made him shook his head but as long as Daichi's happy, then he's long contented...But one thing was fixated in his mind; to make up for what he'd done and repair how much he'd damaged no matter what's the cost, except being a bottom for Daichi of course.

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"I'm not looking for love... Love never got me anywhere," Daichi stated with a sigh. "Just... acceptance." The blond's hands gripped his shirt tightly as he held him close. He knew Arata wasn't a lovey dovey guy and to be honest he never really expected it from him but now all he wanted was to not feel like a piece of trash.

 

"My family never did, my friends all left as did my ex's," the blond pressed his face against the raven's chest. "Even after everything you've done... you still accepted me." He sighed heavily. "I don't care what you do to me... just don't leave me alone again."

[gin]

"What if I'm gonna leave you again then?" He sighted a question and saw an expected reaction from the blond; his usual shock face that amused Arata.

 

"I'm just joking. " He gave a soft chuckle and patted the latter's shoulder. What acceptance did Daichi want? If it's just not leaving him alone then he'd comply to that matter. Regarding about love, well, he really still need some practice to that. And as for now, there'll be no forcing; just spending some time with him.

 

He leaned nearer to the blond, closing their gaps as he sighted the latter's lips. Yet he halted in a second and pushed him away. There's no use of doing that anymore, he thought and returned back inside the house.

 

"Come inside, I'll serve you tea." He slowly went inside, minding his wound and comfortably walked away.

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Daichi sighed heavily as the other joked with him, or just Arata's sick version of a joke which was mild compared to some of his other ones. Although if he wasn't going to leave him then this was going to work out fine. The blond looked up at the raven as he watched him lean down to possibly kiss him. His heart fluttered for a brief moment before it was ruined when it never happened.

 

Swallowing hard he suddenly understood his position here, "I'll make you some tea since I injured you." He now felt terrible for jumping him. Maybe he should have a look at him. "I do have some pain killers that humans can take too." He wanted to help him now since this man was finally back in his life, maybe even his nightmares would calm.

[gin]

"Ah." Arata replied shortly as he traveled towards Daichi's bag and started rummaging it. Was the situation okay? Was it fine for him to be unpunished or alive? These were the thoughts inside Arata's mind as it replaced its usual trail of thinking. He really didn't want to use Daichi as a petty excuse for his self repentance. It seemed awkward for him that the Daichi had still crave for his existence despite all the troubles he'd caused.

 

 

 

He finally found the pill and took it with him while searching for a glass of water in the fridge. The place was ancient yet it had still some latest appliances, thanks to Arata who's still taking care of it. Still, there were lot's of repair to be done for the house to reclaim its former glory.

 

"--here." He slid a check atop the table where Daichi was preparing the tea. "It's not that much so take it..." His words were stated as an order.

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The blond looked in the kitchen for cups and the tea bags. Getting the hot water he made the tea and gently stirred them. He added a little bit of honey to make it sweet and a little sugar. That was how he liked his tea so he thought Arata might like it too. Daichi set the cup down in front of him then frowned as he took the check, "you can't be serious?..."

 

He never expected to be given money. What was he even going to do with it? Either way he stuck it in his pocket not wanting to offend Arata but as long as he didn't deposit it, it didn't matter. The blond sipped his tea and looked over at the raven.

[gin]

(Damn, Akira sorry for the very late reply. Busy stuff I suppose...)

 

 

"I do--" he curtly stated and whisked his right arms into the thin air. Arata resided at the opposite side where Daichi was situated. He casually sipped his tea as he glanced at the garden whom the children had destroyed earlier. It's as if the event earlier had not happened between the two of them. Despite all of the calmness inside the wooden room, Arata couldn't help but stay anxious behind the poker face facade.

 

It's still too awkward for the both of them. Why won't the blond return back to his place? He kept his brow furrowed as his gaze danced at the furnished table where a couple of mandarins were situated.

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((Same here... musical opens next weekend >.

 

Daichi sipped his tea silently until he was about empty then poured a bit more into his glass, "you're different nowadays. I never thought I would see you wondering around with children. To be honest I overheard some people talking about you. These people don't find you scary at all." The blond smiled softly and leaned over pouring the raven some more tea.

 

Reaching up he removed his glasses and set them on the counter then ran his fingers through his hair. He wondered briefly how his nightmares would go with being near him again. A part of him wanted the other to throw him down like he used too. Like he needed his old fix.

[gin]

|musical? what's that?|

 

"HAH?" Arata halfheartedly replied to Daichi's statement. What in the world was his neighbors talking about? He knew they were so sticky like a glue to him. In fact, he noticed that he's one of the youngest lad in the village and might as well a magnet of unwanted attention, precisely the wives. Nevertheless, he was popular with the kids despite his roughness and scary appearance. The rural folks find him quite interesting, unfortunately.

 

"What's that supposed to mean?" his voice returned into a murmur trying to find out what in the world did Daichi heard precisely from them. Done with his cup of tea, Arata hoisted upward as his eyes darted at Daichi while he was on the process of taking his glasses.

 

--damn, he looked so sexy... Riled up by his own thoughts he went outside and have some smoke.

 

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((It's a musical play we preform on stage called Young Frankenstien. We sing and dance ^-^ ))

 

Daichi smiled softly when Arata asked what he meant. He assumed what the villagers had told him, "well they talked about their children talking about you mostly. How they love to come play here because the big man thinks he's scary but he has fun chasing us." He chuckled softly and grabbed his glasses as he followed Arata outside.

 

The blond slipped his glasses back on and leaned against the railing then reached a hand out to the raven, "mind sharing one with me?" His blond locks flowed softly in the breeze.

[gin]

|so akira's a theater performer? that's kinda great!|

 

 

"Yeah they're such an annoying bunch--" He grunted as he puffed the smoke into thin air. It was starting to get cozy as the sun started to submerged into the horizon. Yet still, he just couldn't believe he was talking to Daichi in a calm manner. He could've even remember how'd he bashed that body and violate it countless of times.

 

*ehem. His cheeks flustered a bit as he remembered quite an erotic scene of Daichi spreading his legs in front of him.

 

Damn his perverseness, he could've wished to stay on a training and become a monk. For fucksake's, he couldn't just stop thinking about him, just spare him a second without thinking about Daichi. His hands landed on the box of cigarettes and handed another one for Daichi.

 

"you smoke? seriously?" With a hint of doubt he stared at the blond curiously.

[akiravadel]

(Thank you ^-^)

 

Daichi smiled softly as they spoke unlike all the times before. There was no other motives in play or plans they were simply taking to one another.

 

The blond took the cigarette from him, "surprised? I do from time to time." Leaning forward he pressed the other end of his to the lit side of Arata's then inhaled.

 

Stepping back he exhaled wondering why he was blushing, "I didn't know you could blush."

[gin]

"Fuck, I didn't blushed." As Arata tried to defend himself in a lame manner.

 

He was rather pissed as to how Daichi could remain so calm in front of him. The feeling that the blonde was the one controlling the scene somewhat made him a little furious. Nevertheless, Arata couldn't do the usual action. As long as Daichi's fine then that's it, end of the story.

 

"Daichi, are you gonna spend dinner here?" he stated randomly as he tossed his cigarette aside. The crickets had started their usual sound and the post from different streets had started to lit. It's almost six in the evening, Arata hoisted up and lit the candle nearest to them. It's not that the manor didn't have electricity; he tend to use a candle since he preferred its dimness.

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Daichi chuckled at the others comment, "I could cook if you'd like?" The blond threw the butt away after putting it out then headed back inside with him. He pulled off his jacket leaving him in his dark blue scrubs. He rather enjoyed scrubs since they were so comfortable and usually didn't wear his white lab coat very often unless he was chilly.

 

The blond walked into the kitchen turning on the light in there so he could see what he was doing, "Do you still think about me? About the sexual things we did?" Turning to face him he leaned against the counter and blushed a little as he looked over at the raven.

[gin]

"Dozo--" he ushered Daichi towards the stove casually.

 

Arata was still standing behind the blond when Daichi suddenly turned around and asked him a question which made him flinch.

 

"Nah. Not really--" His words were delivered coldly as he tried to pull his usual poker face. Arata tried his best to show to Daichi his eminent disinterest regarding the topic. He had sworn to himself not to hurt the blond anymore more or less prevent having a sexual intercourse with him. Call him hypocrite, but he's still sticking with his decision.

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Daichi smiled and turned back around to start cooking. He grabbed out some veggies and rice. He started fixing up a mexican dish for them, "well I've not forgotten." The blond chopped up the onions and peppers then stuck them in a dish to cook them up. Grabbing some spices he cut up some tomatoes and onions then mixed them together before sticking them in the fridge.

 

The blond turned to the raven as the food cooked, "Arata..."

 

Taking a step towards him he reached his hand out and gently touched his cheek, "I do... I do want it again." The blond bit his bottom like as his hair fell into his face like it always did but now it was a little more wavy.

[gin]

Want what.. Were the words that almost escape from his mouth. He didn't even dared to imagine Daichi seducing him and yet now; in front of him, the blond was giving his all. Arata slightly turned his gaze towards the hot pot with its lid steadily shaking. A midst to everything that was happening, Arata couldn't find himself focused. He had given much power on the "restraining side" yet none to his lust.

 

"Daichi , stop..." he softly stated, soft enough for the words to travel towards Daichi's ears. He showed slight resistance and moved backward. The latter's caress turned a drastic chaos inside his heart, unbearably nervous Arata was.

 

As much as he wanted to make love with him, Arata just couldn't dive into pleasure. He was afraid to do something awful, afraid to reopen the latter's fear, afraid of his rejection. He himself didn't expect that he was this vulnerable. The male snorted as the word resonated inside his head. --this is hard...

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Daichi swallowed hard and noticed Arata's uncomfortable response. That he kind of expected after learning about this new Arata, he seemed like he was trying to change which was good, "then why not this time... you do it my way so then you don't have to worry about hurting me. I'll tell you what I'd like and if you have an idea ask and I'll say yes or no."

 

The blond reached his hands down to take the others and pulled them to to rest Arata's hands on his cheeks feeling the rough skin on his soft face. Man did he miss those hands touching him, "communication this time around... something we completely skipped last time."

 

Looking up at Arata with those green eye he wet his lips before he spoke again, "please... if after this one last time... if you don't want me sexually then I'll simply stay by your side and never ask for it again."

[gin]

Arata stood still as he listened at Daichi attentively. Lips tightly shut, he just stared at him and watched every bits of the man's expression. Far from those days, Daichi's face had become mature, he himself also had grown a little bit. In the past three years, the blond's attitude hadn't change an ounce. His gentleness that dispelled the devil within him was always been the source of unknown feelings.

 

His chuckles were inaudible as he left Daichi's hands roaming free at his face, "You should apply for a candidacy to become a saint..." His eyes shut as he softly pressed both his huge hands side-by-side Daichi's waste.

 

"Let me tell you a fact that I always like it rough---" he leaned closer towards Daichi and lend him a whisper. "--and you're the first exception---" He stated his words boldly and sealed Daichi's lips with his. No hidden agenda's this time; his gentleness was purely real and clear.

 

His tongue was welcomed by Daichi's tongue as it tasted each other's sweetness. Gently probing the cavern of the blonde's mouth, slowly twisting himself to a position he finds comfortable. Invading everything inside, leaving no place untasted. Their kiss lasted long; Arata could even Daichi struggling for air. Found no reason to tease him, he confiscated his lips away as a bridge of saliva connected the both of them.

 

"Seriously, you--" Suddenly an attack at the neck was initiated, placing gentle kisses continuously.

 

Arata ,indeed, yearned for this...

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Daichi wanted this so badly, how he ached for the others touch. Three long years of nothing because no one would ever touch him the same way. Learning about who he was and his past was too much for most people to bare. Saint huh? The blond smirked at that comment and stepped a little close as large hands came to his waist. He never thought of himself as a saint, even before all of this went down.

 

Green eyes watched Arata as he made his statement, of course he knew Arata liked it rough but he would always be gentle with him even during the rough parts. That is what really caught his attention in the past. Moaning against his lips it was like a wash of pleasure rode through him he wanted to feel for years.

 

Daichi rolled his tongue against Arata's, "mnnn..." The blond panted when they broke then wrapped his arms around him pulling himself closer. His fingers ran up his back and one went to the back of his head gripping his hair.