Faded.Memories
Im not straight but my boyfriend is
Well, I decided to try my hand at a fic. I don't know how long it will go on, or if I'll even finish what I have so far. But I'm going to post it anyways.
Title: Obsidian
Pairing: Yaguruma/Kageyama
Rating: May go up to NC17, but this chapter is PG...I dunno. 16 or something.
Warnings: Subtle gay love...about as much as they show in Kabuto anyways.
Spoilers for Kabuto, around episode 30-40, I don't remember exactly which episode this happens in.
Disclaimer: If you don't like gay love, don't read this. If you're going to flame, take it elsewhere, I don't need your bullocks.
Summary: Yaguruma takes Kageyama 'home' after his fight with the worms.
Chapter 01
Yaguruma doesn't have a home to take Kageyama to tonight. He hasn't been to his own home in weeks, and he's sure he's been evicted from it by now, rent way past it's due date. It's not like Yaguruma cares anyways. But he knows that Kageyama is not going to fair well in the cold night. Not in the shape he's in right now. Yaguruma does his best to take Kageyama's weight onto his own lithe frame, but it's difficult to do when the boy keeps stumbling and dragging him down. Yaguruma smiles at the thought. Dragging him down, as if Yaguruma could possibly sink any lower.
Kageyama's breathing is ragged and laboured in Yaguruma's ear, and Yaguruma murmurs to him, coaxing him along. Only a little further now, you know you can't give up yet. Something along those lines, although Yaguruma isn't really paying enough attention to the words coming from his own lips. He searches the road for a motel he can pull Kageyama into, and after a half hour or so of walking he finally spots one, run down and nearly abandoned. Yaguruma drags Kageyama towards one of the further rooms, and leans him up against the wall. Without Yaguruma's support, Kageyama slides down the wall onto the ground. Yaguruma makes a noise of annoyance and leaves him there while he pulls a thin pin out of his belt and begins to pick the lock on the door. The lock pops open with a click a minute later, and Yaguruma swings the door open, surveying the room from his kneeling position. It's empty, dark, and smells like piss.
" Let's go, Aibou." Yaguruma says as he grabs Kageyama by the shoulders and heaves him up, using Kageyama's weight to sling him over one shoulder. Once Yaguruma is standing, it's easier to shuffle into the door, and then it's only a few steps more to the bed where Yaguruma dumps Kageyama's body. Kageyama groans in pain, but Yaguruma pays it no attention as he shuts the door and bolts it from the inside. He turns and leans against the door, folding his arms across his chest, one arm bare, the other clad in leather. Kageyama's eyes open and he turns his head as much as the pain will allow, and stares at Yaguruma. Somewhere in his foggy mind it occurs to Kageyama that Yaguruma has always been by his side every time he has been wounded, and that he now associates the feeling of pain and vulnerability to Yaguruma's face, and those steady eyes.
" It hurts," Kageyama wheezes, hoping for some sort of relief.
"Of course it does," Yaguruma replies, unmoving.
What is it exactly that Kageyama expects? " I think I need to go to the hospital." Kageyama murmurs as he closes his eyes.
" There are a thousand and one reasons why you will not be going to the hospital, Aibou. Don't worry. I will take care of you now." Yaguruma says as he walks towards the bed. Kageyama knows better than to argue. Yaguruma reaches into his leather duster and pulls out a sharp looking switchblade. He cuts the fastening belts on the thick Zect vest Kageyama is wearing, and pulls it off as gently as he can. He doesn't know if the fight broke any ribs, and he doesn't want to chance causing any more damage. The knife next finds the soft shirt beneath, and eats silently at the cloth, all the way from the hem to neckline. Yaguruma's hands part the shirt and he looks over Kageyama's chest. Bruises are already beginning to form on the pale skin. Yaguruma's hands begin to gently roam over Kageyama's chest, looking for broken bones. Kageyama winces from pain, but he refuses to cry out.
" Nothing broken," Yaguruma says. " This is good news, Aibou." he says as he cuts away the arms of the shirt so he can pull it off. Then come the heavy boots, which he unlaces and pulls off. He leaves the socks and pants on, and pulls the blankets up over him. " I'll be back," Yaguruma says. Kageyama can't find words to keep him from leaving.
It seems to Kageyama that it's only an instant after he closes his eyes that Yaguruma is shaking him awake. Kageyama can smell the heavy, sharp scent of ointment, and also a delicious fragrance.
" Wake up, you need to drink this now." Yaguruma says. He's holding a styrofoam cup of soup, and it's steaming. Kageyama's mouth waters, and he tries to sit up, struggling to do even this simple task. Muscles ache and groan in protest, but then Yaguruma's strong arm is around him, helping him up. And the cup is pressed to Kageyama's lips and hot soup is spilling into his open mouth. Kageyama drinks greedily, not even chewing the cubes of tofu floating in the broth. It's a little too salty, but Kageyama doesn't really mind.
It takes Kageyama twenty minutes to drink everything in the cup, and Yaguruma makes sure it's gone, every little bit, before letting Kageyama rest back against the pillows. Kageyama reaches up with shakey fingers, touching his face. He can feel cool salve on the cut on his face, and when he rubs his fingers together it smells of camphor. He lets his hand fall back to the bed, and just before he loses conciousness again he hears a strange ripping and tearing sound coming from the bathroom.
The next time Kageyama wakes up, he feels much better. There isn't as much pain, and he doesn't feel so groggy. He lifts his head and looks around him. Yaguruma is sleeping on the bed beside him, lying on his side, his back to Kageyama. Kageyama's brows furrow and he slowly sits up on his elbows. Yaguruma is very still. Fear catches in Kageyama's throat and he thinks for a moment Yaguruma is dead. Kageyama reaches out and his fingertips gently press against Yaguruma's neck to feel for a pulse.
Kageyama is startled back when Yaguruma speaks, "Do you think I'm a ghost?" he asks.
" No," Kageyama says sheepishly. " You...you weren't moving. It didn't look like you were breathing." he said. Yaguruma rolls over onto his back slowly, and stares up at Kageyama. Their eyes lock, and it takes Kageyama a moment to pull his stare away.
" You saved me." he said, quietly. Yaguruma does not smile, and Kageyama tenses.
" You would have done the same for me," Yaguruma says, though they both know that the boy would not have. They are quiet a moment longer before Yaguruma finally sits up and reaches out, his hand threading through Kageyama's hair and pulling him close, so that their brows are touching.
" I will protect you in any way I can, Aibou." he murmurs. Kageyama's eyes lock onto his, and he feels a rush of gratitude.
" Thank you, Aniki." he murmurs softly.
Title: Obsidian
Pairing: Yaguruma/Kageyama
Rating: May go up to NC17, but this chapter is PG...I dunno. 16 or something.
Warnings: Subtle gay love...about as much as they show in Kabuto anyways.
Spoilers for Kabuto, around episode 30-40, I don't remember exactly which episode this happens in.
Disclaimer: If you don't like gay love, don't read this. If you're going to flame, take it elsewhere, I don't need your bullocks.
Summary: Yaguruma takes Kageyama 'home' after his fight with the worms.
Chapter 01
Yaguruma doesn't have a home to take Kageyama to tonight. He hasn't been to his own home in weeks, and he's sure he's been evicted from it by now, rent way past it's due date. It's not like Yaguruma cares anyways. But he knows that Kageyama is not going to fair well in the cold night. Not in the shape he's in right now. Yaguruma does his best to take Kageyama's weight onto his own lithe frame, but it's difficult to do when the boy keeps stumbling and dragging him down. Yaguruma smiles at the thought. Dragging him down, as if Yaguruma could possibly sink any lower.
Kageyama's breathing is ragged and laboured in Yaguruma's ear, and Yaguruma murmurs to him, coaxing him along. Only a little further now, you know you can't give up yet. Something along those lines, although Yaguruma isn't really paying enough attention to the words coming from his own lips. He searches the road for a motel he can pull Kageyama into, and after a half hour or so of walking he finally spots one, run down and nearly abandoned. Yaguruma drags Kageyama towards one of the further rooms, and leans him up against the wall. Without Yaguruma's support, Kageyama slides down the wall onto the ground. Yaguruma makes a noise of annoyance and leaves him there while he pulls a thin pin out of his belt and begins to pick the lock on the door. The lock pops open with a click a minute later, and Yaguruma swings the door open, surveying the room from his kneeling position. It's empty, dark, and smells like piss.
" Let's go, Aibou." Yaguruma says as he grabs Kageyama by the shoulders and heaves him up, using Kageyama's weight to sling him over one shoulder. Once Yaguruma is standing, it's easier to shuffle into the door, and then it's only a few steps more to the bed where Yaguruma dumps Kageyama's body. Kageyama groans in pain, but Yaguruma pays it no attention as he shuts the door and bolts it from the inside. He turns and leans against the door, folding his arms across his chest, one arm bare, the other clad in leather. Kageyama's eyes open and he turns his head as much as the pain will allow, and stares at Yaguruma. Somewhere in his foggy mind it occurs to Kageyama that Yaguruma has always been by his side every time he has been wounded, and that he now associates the feeling of pain and vulnerability to Yaguruma's face, and those steady eyes.
" It hurts," Kageyama wheezes, hoping for some sort of relief.
"Of course it does," Yaguruma replies, unmoving.
What is it exactly that Kageyama expects? " I think I need to go to the hospital." Kageyama murmurs as he closes his eyes.
" There are a thousand and one reasons why you will not be going to the hospital, Aibou. Don't worry. I will take care of you now." Yaguruma says as he walks towards the bed. Kageyama knows better than to argue. Yaguruma reaches into his leather duster and pulls out a sharp looking switchblade. He cuts the fastening belts on the thick Zect vest Kageyama is wearing, and pulls it off as gently as he can. He doesn't know if the fight broke any ribs, and he doesn't want to chance causing any more damage. The knife next finds the soft shirt beneath, and eats silently at the cloth, all the way from the hem to neckline. Yaguruma's hands part the shirt and he looks over Kageyama's chest. Bruises are already beginning to form on the pale skin. Yaguruma's hands begin to gently roam over Kageyama's chest, looking for broken bones. Kageyama winces from pain, but he refuses to cry out.
" Nothing broken," Yaguruma says. " This is good news, Aibou." he says as he cuts away the arms of the shirt so he can pull it off. Then come the heavy boots, which he unlaces and pulls off. He leaves the socks and pants on, and pulls the blankets up over him. " I'll be back," Yaguruma says. Kageyama can't find words to keep him from leaving.
It seems to Kageyama that it's only an instant after he closes his eyes that Yaguruma is shaking him awake. Kageyama can smell the heavy, sharp scent of ointment, and also a delicious fragrance.
" Wake up, you need to drink this now." Yaguruma says. He's holding a styrofoam cup of soup, and it's steaming. Kageyama's mouth waters, and he tries to sit up, struggling to do even this simple task. Muscles ache and groan in protest, but then Yaguruma's strong arm is around him, helping him up. And the cup is pressed to Kageyama's lips and hot soup is spilling into his open mouth. Kageyama drinks greedily, not even chewing the cubes of tofu floating in the broth. It's a little too salty, but Kageyama doesn't really mind.
It takes Kageyama twenty minutes to drink everything in the cup, and Yaguruma makes sure it's gone, every little bit, before letting Kageyama rest back against the pillows. Kageyama reaches up with shakey fingers, touching his face. He can feel cool salve on the cut on his face, and when he rubs his fingers together it smells of camphor. He lets his hand fall back to the bed, and just before he loses conciousness again he hears a strange ripping and tearing sound coming from the bathroom.
The next time Kageyama wakes up, he feels much better. There isn't as much pain, and he doesn't feel so groggy. He lifts his head and looks around him. Yaguruma is sleeping on the bed beside him, lying on his side, his back to Kageyama. Kageyama's brows furrow and he slowly sits up on his elbows. Yaguruma is very still. Fear catches in Kageyama's throat and he thinks for a moment Yaguruma is dead. Kageyama reaches out and his fingertips gently press against Yaguruma's neck to feel for a pulse.
Kageyama is startled back when Yaguruma speaks, "Do you think I'm a ghost?" he asks.
" No," Kageyama says sheepishly. " You...you weren't moving. It didn't look like you were breathing." he said. Yaguruma rolls over onto his back slowly, and stares up at Kageyama. Their eyes lock, and it takes Kageyama a moment to pull his stare away.
" You saved me." he said, quietly. Yaguruma does not smile, and Kageyama tenses.
" You would have done the same for me," Yaguruma says, though they both know that the boy would not have. They are quiet a moment longer before Yaguruma finally sits up and reaches out, his hand threading through Kageyama's hair and pulling him close, so that their brows are touching.
" I will protect you in any way I can, Aibou." he murmurs. Kageyama's eyes lock onto his, and he feels a rush of gratitude.
" Thank you, Aniki." he murmurs softly.
