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Love (Ai) – Part 4

Kyo opened his eyes when Ryuu lay him on a bed.  Sitting up in a panic, he looked around the large elegant room.  Ryuu removed his converse shoes.

“Stop that,” Kyo said, moving to get off the bed.

Kyo would be darned if hooker was added to his list of names.  He would at least keep his dignity intact if he was to be bought.

“Will you relax?” Ryuu sighed.  

Pushing Kyo back on the bed with a hand on his chest, Ryuu arranged pillows behind his back and made sure he was comfortable.

“I’ll get you something to eat. You weren’t exactly puking back there, more like dry heaves. What’s wrong with you? Don’t you take care of yourself? When was the last time you ate?”

“I don’t know, last night,” Kyo said, tired. His head was starting to hurt. He didn’t think he could go to the club anymore, but Kaori was waiting for him. 

Sighing, he started to get up again, but Ryuu pushed him back into the pillows.

“Stay,” Ryuu said grabbing the phone from the bedside table.  He talked quietly into it and Kyo suddenly realized how irritating that was. People talked loudly into their phones so that others could hear what they were saying. At least in his world that was how it worked.

“You do that a lot,” Ryuu commented replacing the phone.

Kyo stared at him confused by what he was talking about.

“You’ve been frowning and staring at me the entire evening.”

“You’re annoying,” Kyo said with a sweet smile. “In the past hour, you’ve pulled me out of a gallery, dragged me to a hotel, introduced me to my so-called mother, kidnapped me off the streets of Shibuya, and now I’m in a hotel room with you pushing me into a bed. I think my next stop should be the police station. You’re harassing me.”

“Harassing?” Ryuu chuckled. “I think you’re the one who is too weak to deal. You protest too much, you’re hard-headed, you don’t eat, and now you are so weak I’m afraid you’re going to pass out on me. Who’s a burden now?”

“You are,” Kyo said, reaching up to undo his ponytail.

Maybe releasing his hair would ease his growing headache. Pulling off the black rubber band, he tossed it on the bedside table and ran his fingers through his long hair. He moaned in relief. Yep, his hair had been too tight.

“I think I need a shower.”

“You’re welcome to use the bathroom,” Ryuu said.

Opening his eyes, Kyo found Ryuu studying him with a very intense gaze. It captured him and he could feel little tingling sensations traveling through his chest finding their way to his heart where they filled up making his heart feel like it was going to burst. He let out a soft breath and broke the gaze.

“I think I should leave,” Kyo said with a trembling tone.

“After you eat,” Ryuu said settling on the bed more fully. “Tell me, Kyo, what has you so upset about your mother finding you? You should be happy.”

“Happy,” Kyo scoffed. “I suppose her giving me up years ago was also an occasion I should be happy about. Why does she want me back now? I’m twenty-two years old. I have survived by myself for that long. I can keep going alone.”

“But you don’t need to,” Ryuu said gently. “She loves you and wants to take care of you. Is that too hard to understand?”

“Is that the reason why you have those stupid papers with you? She’s going to buy my love?”

“You don’t want the money?” Ryuu asked with a raised brow. “You’d be the first.”

“I don’t need her money,” Kyo spat out. He wasn’t for sale even to his mother. “I was contemplating accepting it, just for the sake of my friends, but I don’t want it. I don’t want anything to do with her.”

“You’re really stubborn,” Ryuu said in wonder. The sound of the doorbell interrupted them and Ryuu sighed. “Don’t move, Kyo. If you do, I’ll carry you back and tie you to the stupid bed.”

“How kinky,” Kyo replied, watching his handsome captor leave the elegant room.

Leaning back on the pillows, Kyo closed his eyes and wondered why he wasn’t doing exactly as he needed to do. He could get up and leave while the waiter was bringing in the food. Sitting up, he moved to get off the bed, but he was still weak from his earlier nausea attack.

To be truthful, he had not eaten since the day before lunchtime, when Kaori made ramen at her apartment before he rushed out to go for his classes at the university. Kyo ran a hand through his messy black hair and sighed. Judging from the size of this hotel room, he was expecting a very delicious meal. 

Five minutes later, Ryuu came into the bedroom pushing a dinner cart.  The scent of roasted meat assaulted Kyo’s senses, making his mouth fill with saliva, he wondered if he might have been a dog in his past life.  The meat seemed to hit the right spot for him. Moving his feet over the bed, Kyo watched as Ryuu brought the cart closer to him and set about opening dishes to reveal the delicious meal.

Handing him a fork, Ryuu chuckled.

“Don’t eat the plate.”

“Bastard,” Kyo said sending him a smile before he dug into the roasted beef that was now bite-sized thanks to Ryuu. “My goodness, this is really good. So good, you should have some before I eat it all.”

“Go ahead and eat,” Ryuu replied in amusement as he sank into an armchair by the bed. “You really don’t take care of yourself, Kyo.”

“I do too,” Kyo said when he could.

Picking up the glass of mixed fruit juice, he drank half the contents before he spared Ryuu a glance. At some point, the jacket and bow tie had disappeared and the pristine white shirt was now open at the collar. The sleeves pulled back to his elbows.

He is even more handsome, Kyo thought with a sigh.

Too handsome, Kyo decided. The fact that he seemed interested was not good on any scale. He might get too involved and then where would he be? Prying his eyes away from the vision of perfection before him, he returned it back to his roasted beef.

“Why are you in a tuxedo? Surely, you’re late for whatever occasion you were going to.”

“I had to cancel it,” Ryuu said. “Rin-san called to tell me she found you.  I came to pick you up straight away.”

“Just like that?” Kyo asked in surprise. “You dropped what you were doing just to get me. Aren’t you a bit much?”

“Not really, she’s the boss,” Ryuu said, his tone matter of fact. “It was important business.”

“I’m important business,” Kyo repeated slowly.

Taking a small bite of his meat, he chewed slowly thinking over that piece of information through.

“How ironic,” he said with a sigh. “Oh, well, I’m sorry you wasted your time, Ryuu. You should have gone to the party you were headed to.”

“Actually, it was a wedding,” Ryuu answered. “A friend of mine was renewing his vows tonight.”

“Really, isn’t that sad,” he frowned. “What excuses are you going to give?”

“I had to find you,” Ryuu said.

“The truth must work for you.”

“It does, it’s even better since they already know about you. I’ve been helping Rin-san search for you for a long time now.”

Kyo laughed and shook his head.

“You two deserve each other. Looking for me,” he shook his head, “I’m starting to think I’m in some sort of drama. Please bring out the cameras already, the joke is getting old.”

“No joke, Kyo.”

Kyo looked at Ryuu, biting the edges of his fork, he wondered about the tone in Ryuu’s voice. Was it him or was Ryuu staring at him?

Ignoring it, Kyo finished eating fast and just as he put his glass down, the phone in his pocket buzzed again. Glancing at the clock on the bedside table, he sighed. It was already nine-thirty. He was starting to feel the effects of a very busy day. Reaching for his cell phone, he answered.

“Kaori, do you mind too much if I skip tonight? The exhibition tired me out.”

“Fine, if you promise to meet me for breakfast. You also have to tell me what’s going on today.”

“Sure,” Kyo said in relief. Promising to call her at eight in the morning, he hung up and glanced at Ryuu. “Thanks for dinner, it was really good. I think I should be going home now.”

“Where is home?” Ryuu asked leaning forward in his seat.

“I thought you knew everything about me?” he answered pushing the cart away and standing up. Yawning, he reached for the rubber band he dumped on the bedside table and tied his hair. “I’m leaving now.”

“I’ll take you home.”  

Ryuu stood, suddenly crowding Kyo in the space between the bed and the armchair. Dropping his arms, Kyo looked up to say something but found he was standing way too close to Ryuu.

“I think I really need to leave,” Kyo said when his body sang with excitement at their closeness.

He could handle a lot of things, but rejection always made him feel terrible. If Ryuu was not interested in him, he took a step back. Ryuu stopped him by sliding a hand around his waist and dragging him closer. Once again, he was in a tight hold against Ryuu’s intoxicating body.

“Let me take you home,” Ryuu insisted forcing him to look up into dark smoldering eyes.

Kyo couldn’t comprehend anymore. His hands came up to brace against strong arms covered by the softest fabric he had ever touched. Ryuu’s scent filled him, every corner of his brain filled with a heady mix of spice that had him moving closer just to retain it. He was losing his mind over a scent.

Kyo shook his head trying to gain control, but Ryuu spoiled that by pulling him into a tight hug.

Gasping at the feel of being held so tightly, Kyo closed his eyes as intense heat spread through his body. His fingers bunched Ryuu’s shirt, Kyo wondered if he’d eaten some kind of aphrodisiac to start acting this way. He wanted Ryuu to kiss him, he needed it, and his body was demanding he rub himself against Ryuu and take all that the man wanted to give him. A fire raged through him, he was fully hard, needing relief and he wanted it from Ryuu. He was getting mindless from one hug. Panicking, Kyo pushed away from Ryuu, stumbling back when the man let go of him, he bumped into the bed and scrambled over it so that they were standing separated by the bed.

“Stay there,” Kyo ordered when Ryuu started to come around concern on his face. “I don’t know what you put in the food, but I’m not playing.”

“What are you talking about?” Ryuu asked with a puzzled expression.

Kyo shook his head, locating his bag with his eyes. It was on a table by the floor-length windows that showed off a beautiful night. Stalking to the bag, he grabbed it and hurried to pick up his converse shoes.

Ryuu was clearly thinking he’d lost his mind judging from the confused expression he was wearing. Holding out a hand to make him stop moving, Kyo gripped his shoes tightly and turned to leave the bedroom. Running out into the living room and toward the exit door. Kyo didn’t stop until he was in the elevator leaning on the wall as the numbers counted down.

Taking deep breaths, he wore his shoes and breathed out trying to calm his racing heart. By the time the doors opened on the ground floor and he came out of the elevator, he felt calmer.

Once outside in the cool air, Kyo’s thoughts cleared and he decided to go home get some sleep and act like this was one of those bizarre nights everyone experienced once in a while.

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Love (Ai) – Part 2

“Are you Kyo Tatsuya?”

Glancing up from where he was busy holding a large wooden crate while one of the museum assistants nailed it shut, Kyo scowled.

“Would you help first?” he asked, straining against the weight of the crate. Groaning, he returned his attention to the assistant. “Are you almost done?”

“There are two more nails to go,” the answer came in an irritated tone.

“Oh, joy,” Kyo groaned. “Hey, monkey suit, come over here, and help me hold this up. I’m dying under this weight.”

“What did you just call me?” the man asked.

Thankfully, he didn’t waste time and came to help Kyo hold the crate. One moment the weight was pressing back at him heavily, the next it wasn’t.

Kyo sighed in relief.

“Thanks,” Kyo said. “This shouldn’t take too long. I can’t believe that three of the paintings are gone, what luck. Gosh, I’m starving. I didn’t get to eat anything all day.”

“There was a buffet table in the back,” the gallery assistant said. “Do you want me to pack you up something?”

“That would be nice,” Kyo said, elated. “I’m always forgetting to eat. There were so many things to do, food just didn’t factor in.”

“Shouldn’t you realize you’re hungry when your stomach growls?” the man helping him asked.

“My stomach doesn’t growl, thank you very much. And who wears a suit in the evening? It looks like a tuxedo. Are you going out on a date?” Kyo asked giving the man a skeptical look. “If it’s anyone from this college, you should know we’re all just looking for a sponsor. It’s not real love.”

“How romantic of you,” the man answered with a chuckle. “Are you always this cynical?”

“I’m realistic,”  Kyo answered with a shrug. He turned and leaned his back on the crate so that he could look at their visitor.

The man was tall. Kyo was a mere five foot seven inches. This man had to be in the six feet category. His body filled out: broad shoulders, lean physique. There was no fat on that handsome bod.  He was in a tailored black tuxedo that fit to perfection. Black hair combed back in a neat style.  

Meeting dark eyes, Kyo couldn’t help the grin at the handsome face looking back at him.  So, what was such a man doing looking for him?  He didn’t know any socialites.

“Are you Kyo?” the man asked with a smile.

“Maybe,” Kyo said, just in case the man wasn’t looking for him to give good news. “Why are you looking for Kyo?”

“I have some business with him,” the man replied.

Shaking his head, Kyo was relieved when the assistant called out that he was done. Three men came to help carry out the crate and Kyo couldn’t help stretching his arms to relieve his stressed muscles.

Damn, he was so tired, his stomach was cramping now with hunger. The package of food was his next order of business. After that, he was heading down to Harajuku, where he would spend a few hours getting silly drunk at his favorite club with his sister.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know Kyo,” he said to the man in the tuxedo. “Please look for him tomorrow.”

Turning away from the handsome, tall man, he started for the backstage area and the buffet table. He didn’t get far before a strong grip on his arm stopped him.

Gasping, Kyo looked up to find the man shaking his head at him.

“Let go of me,” Kyo said, worried that he was about to be assaulted by a psycho.

Stories were going around of a pervert who was robbing people on the streets. The description was vague, which meant a man in a tuxedo could be doing it. People were sick out there.

“I scream very well.”

“I know you’re Kyo,” the man said. Reaching into his jacket pocket, he produced a photo, which he held out to Kyo.

Taking it, Kyo was shocked to be staring at his own face. He took the picture for an art book he published earlier this month.  Cursing open source sharing, he handed back the photo and demanded.

“What do you want with me?”

“I have someone who wants to talk to you,” the man said, his tone quiet. He didn’t let go of his arm, instead keeping a firm grip on Kyo’s upper arm. “My name is Ryuu Shin. Please come with me.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you,” Kyo replied.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” Ryuu Shin said through gritted teeth. “Look, if I promise to feed you, will you come?”

Food, Kyo sighed.  The food at the buffet had been there for a couple of hours. It would be lukewarm, but he wasn’t one to be choosy.

But, he frowned at the man. “What kind of food?”

“I’ll take you to a five-star hotel,” Ryuu replied with a hopeful glance.

Well, high-class tastes, Kyo could feel his stomach cramping even more now.  As much as he forgot to eat, he really loved food, the tastier the better. A high-class restaurant would undoubtedly be an experience he couldn’t miss. Not to seem too eager, he gave Ryuu a suspicious glance.

“Do I have to dress up like you?”

Kyo watched Ryuu look him up and felt a blush creep to his cheeks.  His washed-out blue jeans, converse shoes, and a white paint-stained t-shirt weren’t top-of-the-line.  His hair was in a messy ponytail, a few tendrils had escaped in the struggle to pack the paintings.  With his free hand, he pinched the fabric of his t-shirt and sniffed.  He wasn’t stinking, but compared to the tuxedo-wearing Ryuu, he was far from fresh.

“Well,” he asked when Ryuu didn’t speak.

“You’re fine,” Ryuu answered with a slight smile.  Shaking his head, he nodded towards the gallery exit.  “Let’s go, we’re running late.”

“Right now?” Kyo asked in surprise.  “Can I at least grab my bag from the back?”

“Already done,” Ryuu said nodding to a man Kyo had not noticed before.  He was holding Kyo’s black duffel bag carefully.  

What was going on here?  

“Come on, we don’t want to be late.”

“Hey,” Kyo said as Ryuu led out him firmly.  “Who the hell are you?  I’m not so easy, you know.  You can’t just walk in here and get my stuff like you own me.”

“Calm down,” Ryuu said as they stepped out into the warm evening.  

Leading him to a black car waiting at the curb, Ryuu urged him in first before following.  He nodded to the driver and the car joined traffic.

Kyo moved to the other side of the back seat giving Ryuu a skeptical glance before he looked out the windows with a sigh. Well, at least he was going to get food.  He would leave the moment he had his fill and head to Harajuku.

Fifteen minutes later, they walked into the Park Hyatt hotel, Kyo groaned under his breath at the sight of the people walking in and out of the place.  The glances he got were enough to bring out his rebellious side.  He hated being judged, damn bastards didn’t have a reason to do that when they knew nothing about him.

“Relax, Kyo,” Ryuu said placing a gentle arm around his shoulders.  “You are making faces at everyone.”

“Why are we here again?” Kyo asked irritated by the situation.  Even the air smelled stinking rich, what the hell, he sighed.  “I’ve decided not to stay.  Give me my bag, I have somewhere to be.”

“You’re insane,” Ryuu said exasperated.  “Come on, we’re almost there.”

Arm firmly around Kyo’s shoulder, Ryuu led the way into a restaurant with the name Peak Lounge at its entrance.  They walked past the man waiting at the entrance without stopping. A garden setting in the middle of the room had Kyo staring until they stopped at a table in a corner overlooking the city.  Ryuu gave him a warm squeeze on his arm bringing back his attention.

“Pay your respects,” Ryuu urged, nodding to the elegant woman seated at a table for two sipping tea.  

She was beautifully dressed in a black skirt suit, her hair held in a neat bun.  

Kyo could not see her full face since she hadn’t looked up from a folder on the table before her.  She looked like a woman who commanded an army or something.  Her type scared him.  Irritated by the feeling, he turned to Ryuu.

“Who the hell is this?” he demanded making Ryuu wince.  “What?”

Ryuu gave him a censoring glance and said quietly, his tone full of respect.

“She is Rin Kiyoshi, the head of the Biyashi Foundation, and your mother.”

“Biyashi,” Kyo gasped.

The Biyashi Foundation was renowned for its galleries in the Eurasian region.  Taking a closer look, Kyo gaped when he recognized the renowned artist Rin Kiyoshi.  She was supposed to have married a corporate mogul who left her millions when he died which she directed to the foundation.  Her paintings were celebrated, but she was a recluse who rarely allowed the public into her private life. Which was frustrating to the media since she was so freaking rich.  

The last Kyo heard about her was that her only child had died from some weird disease.  Wait, what had Ryuu said?

Kyo frowned and turned to look at the tall man standing beside him.

“What did you say?”

“She’s the head of Biyashi, and your mother,” Ryuu repeated with patience.  

This tone Ryuu was taking with him was starting to irritate him as if he was some sort of stupid child that couldn’t comprehend things.  Shaking his head, Kyo took a step back.

“My mother is dead,” Kyo said quietly, a cold shiver running down his back.  “I don’t appreciate this kind of joke.”

Kyo started to leave, but a hand clamped on his right shoulder.  He had been through this before when he left his foster home after he turned seventeen.  His older brother tried to help him find his birth parents. After a harrowing experience with a crazy woman who wanted a child so badly she kidnapped him, Kyo stopped looking.  He shook his head.  

“Let go of me, and get screwed.  I’m not this desperate for a parent.”

“At least give me a chance to explain before you leave,” Rin said.

Her soft voice made him want to turn and stay.  It made him need to hear her out and he wasn’t going to survive it.  Shrugging off the arm on his shoulder, Kyo turned around to glare at the woman sitting so calmly in her seat.  

“Why now?” Kyo asked.

Dark sad eyes stared at him and he frowned at the hidden pain he read there.  

“I couldn’t find you before,” Rin said.

“That’s rich,” Kyo said and glared at Ryuu.  “Since you know where to find me, bring my bag there tomorrow.  I gotta go.”

Giving the elegant woman a final glance, Kyo stalked out of the restaurant, angry tears flowing down his cheeks.  Wiping at them with clenched fists, he stumbled out of the hotel blindly.

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