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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Original_Work
  Relationship:
      Shota_Higuchi/Masato_Inami
  Character:
      Shota_Higuchi, Masato_Inami, Ryuji_Kishimoto, Chiaki_Honda, Mr._Higuchi,
      Mrs._Higuchi
  Additional Tags:
      mind-break, don't_hate_me, Abusive_Relationship, Possessive_Boyfriend,
      Forced_Sex, BDSM, Masturbation, Stockholm_Syndrome, Disapproving_Family,
      Cheating, Older/Younger_Couple
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      Published: 2017-03-26 Completed: 2017-04-24 Chapters: 18/18 Words: 26884
****** From Now On, You're Mine. ******
by NZM11497
Summary
     Shota was shanghaied into having a dating website profile by his best
     friend, Ryuji. Despite his initial worries about it, Shota just
     accepts the situation, albeit reluctantly.
Notes
     Hello! I know it's been a while since I last posted, but I've been
     busy with school and some personal stuff. But, I'm currently working
     on some stories to post, so feel free to be on the lookout for them.
     Anyways, happy reading! (^_^)
***** Chapter 1 *****
“This is the stupidest idea ever and you know it...”
“In a little bit, you’re going to be on your hands and knees thanking me for
doing this. Now, shut up and tell me what you like to do during your free
time.”
Two boys were sitting in the school’s library on one of the boys’ laptop. Shota
Higuchi and Ryuji Kishimoto were both 10th graders in Katayama High School. The
two were in the library during lunchtime and Ryuji was helping Shota with his
“issue”.
“This is ridiculous. I don’t need to resort to online dating to meet
somebody.”, Shota bitterly said.
“You know, you always say that but you actually never do anything.”, Ryuji said
with a hint of annoyance in his voice. “And besides, I heard that this is how
Takano met his girlfriend.”
“Which one?”, Shota asked as he rolled his eyes.
“Look, do you want to get out of your little mood or not?”
“I’m not in a mood...”
“You’re not a very good liar, are you? Now, what do you do in your free time?”
Shota sat quietly for a moment and then grumbles, “I don’t know…read, I guess.”
“That’s such a basic answer. You have to be more exciting than that!”, Ryuji
said in a teasing manner. “You could say that you like going out for jogs or
something.”
“But I don’t do that at all.”
“Well, the people on here don’t know that. You can basically say whatever you
want on these types of websites and no one would be any the wiser.”
“I’m just not comfortable lying about who I am or what I do. In fact, let me
see what you put.”
He took the laptop and started examining the profile that he was forced to
have. After a moment or two, he just looked at Ryuji with nothing but cold eyes
and a budding anger.
“What? You don’t like it?”, Ryuji asked as if nothing was wrong.
“All I see on this screen are a bunch of lies! What the hell is wrong with
you?!”, Shota said in a slightly raised voice. The librarian came by and
requested that he quiet down.
“Dude, people do it all the time. What’s the big deal?”
“Thebig deal is that if someone actually, miraculously, shows interest in me,
what’s going to happen if we meet up in person? They’ll see that I’m not who I
said I was and probably beat me up or something.”
“Fine, then put whatever you want on there. Let that be the last time I ever
help you.”, Ryuji said, annoyed.
“Dude, you put that I was 20 years old! What if someone actually believed
that?”
“Well, you had to be at least 18 to even sign up for an account. What else was
I supposed to do?”
“Out of every human being I’ve come across, I chose you to be my best friend.”,
Shota said as he closed his laptop. The bell had rung and it was time to resume
classes.
“But, would you trade this for anything?”
“Unfortunately, I wouldn’t. What a tragedy.”
Ryuji punched him in the arm and the two made their way back to class to
continue with the rest of their day.
  
School was over for today, and Shota arrived home. It was a little while before
his father came home from work, but his mother was there. She was in the living
room watching television.
“Mom, I’m home.”
“Welcome home, sweetheart. How was school?”
“It was fine. How are you feeling?”, he asked as he walked to the living room
and sat next to his mother.
“I think I’m feeling a lot better than I was last week.”
“Do you need anything? I can make you some soup or something.”
“No, no. You’ve done enough, Shota. It’s only a little cold; I should be fine
by tomorrow. But, thank you.”, she gives her son a kiss on the forehead.
“Well, alright then. I’m going to go start on my homework. If you need
anything, you know where to find me.”, he said as he got up and started to head
upstairs.
“Thank you, sweetheart.”
Shota heads upstairs and goes to his room. He closes the door and sits at his
desk. His brown tabby cat had made itself comfortable in the spot where his
laptop goes.
“Hey, Cocoa. Sorry to say, but you’re being evicted for the moment. Come on,
off you go.”
He gently lifts the cat and places it on the foot of his bed. He then takes a
seat at his desk and pulled out his laptop. Once he turned it back on, he
realized he still left it on the dating website from earlier. He gave a sigh of
frustration and rolled his eyes. But, something within him wasn’t letting him
close out the window.
He sat for a few moments to think about what he was about to do, “I can’t
believe I’m actually doing this.”
He deleted what he could from the profile that Ryūji put down and replaced it
with actual, honest descriptions. Of course, the one thing that still made him
a bit uncomfortable was the age that was put down. And it didn’t make him feel
any better that he couldn’t change it to his actual age.
“20 years old… Jeez…”
Shota just wanted to wrap things up as quickly as he could. The whole process
was a bit embarrassing for him; the fact that he had to resort to meeting
complete strangers from the internet made him feel a bit uneasy. But, he
started to notice some of his friends getting into relationships. Even Ryuji
was talking to one of his classmates, Chiaki Honda.
Chiaki was a very pretty girl; long, light-brown hair, dark green eyes, petite
figure, and she was very sweet. Shota even had a bit of a crush on her, but he
never built up the courage to talk to her. About a week after he was beginning
to get over her, Ryuji told him that the two were seeing each other. Although
Shota was happy for the two, it was a bittersweet moment for him. He started
feeling extremely lonely, and secretly hated himself for being such a coward.
But, he was a bit thankful to Ryuji for doing this for him, even though he
wished it didn’t have to resort to this. Worst case scenario: no one would
really show interest in someone like him. That was something he was ready to
accept, albeit a bit bitterly. As he was in the midst of his thoughts, he
eventually finished filling out his profile. All of the information was as
honest and as accurate to him as he could make it.
“Alright. Now, all I have to do is play the waiting game…”
He closed out the website and immediately got to working on his homework.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     It was the weekend and Shota gets a visit from his friends. After
     that, Shota receives his first message on his dating website profile.
It was noon the next day. It was a Saturday, so that meant only one thing for
Shota: studying. He was at his desk in his room, nose in his books. Someone
knocks on the door and lets themselves in.
“Hey, dad.”, Shota said, looking out of the corner of his eye.
“Hey there, kiddo. How’s it going?”, he said as he ruffled his son’s hair.
“It’s going. What’s up?”
“Ryuji’s downstairs asking for you. He has a girl with him, and they both want
to see you.”
“Oh, ok. Can you send them up here?”
“Sure.”
His dad leaves to go get the two friends. Shota straightens up a bit and within
a few moments, Ryuji and the girl enter the room.
“Hey there.”, Ryuji said.
“Hello. Hi, Chiaki.”, Shota nervously said.
“Hi, Shota.”, Chiaki’s voice was light and sweet.
“So, Shota…did you finish your…you know?”, Ryuji tried to slyly ask.
“What is he talking about?”, Chiaki asked.
“It’s nothing. And no, I gave up on it.”, Shota dryly said.
“What?! Why?”
“Because it’s completely pointless. Now, don’t bother me about it anymore.”
“Ugh, fine. Well, we came over here because we have something to tell you.”
Shota became a bit nervous, “What’s up?”
Ryuji and Chiaki looked at each other and smiled, “Chiaki and I made it
official today.”
Shota’s heart sunk, “Really…?”
“Yeah…”, Chiaki shyly said.
“You’re the first person we’ve told. You know, I figured since you’re my best
friend and all.”, Ryuji couldn’t stop the grin that was showing on his face as
he held his girlfriend’s hand.
Shota just sat there in bitter silence, but he couldn’t let that get in the way
of his best friend’s happiness, “Congratulations, you guys.”
“Thanks, Shota.”, Chiaki sweetly said.
But, Ryuji noticed Shota’s demeanor, “Hey, Chiaki. Can you leave us alone for a
moment?”
“Sure...”, Chiaki gets up and leaves the room.
Once the door was closed, Ryuji’s attention went straight to Shota, “You’re mad
at me, aren’t you?”
“Ryuji, don’t.”, Shota said as he turned away from him. He knew what was
coming.
“Look, Shota…”
“Ryuji, stop it, alright? I’m happy for the both of you. You guys make a good
couple.”
Ryuji just sat there looking at his best friend with guilt in his eyes. “Shota,
I don’t want you to think that I’ll be like any of the other guys who just up
and left us after they got girlfriends.”
“It’s not that.”, he turned back to face Ryuji with teary eyes. “I’m not mad at
you for getting together with her. I’m mad at myself because if I wasn’t such a
scaredy-cat, that could’ve been me…you know?”
“Look, Shota, you shouldn’t hate yourself for this. I understand that you were
nervous about even talking to her; we all get nervous.”
“You make it look so easy…”
“Trust me, it wasn’t. I’m surprised she even agreed to go on a date with me.”
“If you’re trying to make me feel better with self-deprecation, could you keep
it to yourself? Please?”, Shota was shedding more tears with each passing
moment.
“Shota, I’m just trying to—”
“Well, stop trying!”, he snapped at Ryuji. “Maybe you should go…”
“Shota…”
“Just get out of here!”
Ryuji didn’t want to make matters any worse, so he got up and left. Shota just
sat there in tense silence and after a few moments, he pulled out his laptop
and turned it on. The first thing he did was go on the dating website. He
checked his messages just to see that he hadn’t received any.
“Well, it’s only been a day…”, Shota wiped his tears away when a knock came at
the door.
“Shota, is everything alright?”, it was his mother.
“Yeah, everything’s fine.”
“Are you sure? We heard yelling from downstairs…”
“I’m fine, mom. I just want to be left alone right now.”
“Alright. Your father and I are about to head out to go visit your grandmother.
Do you want to come with us?”
“No, thank you. Go, I’ll be alright. Tell grandma I said hi.”
“Alright, sweetheart. Call us if you need anything.”
She gave her son a kiss on the forehead and left, closing the door behind her.
Shota started swiveling in his chair, petting his cat that leaped onto his lap.
A minute or two later, he gets a notification from his laptop. Shota hurriedly
checked it and saw that someone left him a message on the dating website.
“No way…”, he whispered to himself in disbelief.
He just spent the next moment or two looking at the message on the screen that
said: “Congratulations! Looks like someone left you a message! Would you like
to reply or hide this message?” He took his shaky hand and clicked the option
to reply to the message. But, once the chat box was open, he was surprised to
see that it was a man who sent the message.
“What the hell…?”
He clicked on the profile picture of the man and checked out his profile. His
name was Masato Inami. On his profile, he’s listed as 25 years old, and said
that he lived nearby. In his photos, he seemed like a rather tall man with jet
black hair that came to his shoulders, icy blue eyes, and a well-built
physique. There was a picture of him with a few others at a beach, and Shota
could see more of his well-toned body. He had some muscles, but Shota
immediately moved onto something else. He was just confused that a man sent him
a message.
“Maybe it was a mistake… Yeah, that has to be it.”
After a moment of hesitation, he went back to the chat box and proceeded to
reply to Masato’s message.
“Hello…”
“Hi there.”, his response was almost immediate.
“How are you?”, Shota thought he could try easing his way out of this by being
polite as possible.
“I’m fine, and you?”
“I’m doing alright… Not to sound rude or anything, but are you sure you sent
this message to the right person?”
“I’m pretty sure I did. Why do you ask?”
Shota hesitated for a moment, “Well, I’ve only had this account for a day and I
didn’t expect anyone to send me any kind of message so soon.”
“Well, I saw your profile and that you were a pretty interesting person.”
“Wait, really? I don’t even think I’m that interesting of a person.”
“Well, that’s a shame. So, does this mean you don’t want to continue talking to
me?”
“No, no! That’s not what I’m saying at all! I’m sorry if it came across that
way.”, Shota didn’t want to waste this opportunity like he did the last one.
“It’s alright. You don’t have to worry about it so much. So, what are you up
to?”
“I’m not doing much of anything. I’m home by myself right now. Will be for a
while.”
There was a brief pause from Masato. Finally, he typed, “Want to meet up?”
Shota was in complete shock by this bold move, “Really…? This is our first time
talking to one another…”
“I know, but it says that you live nearby. Actually, it says you live about 10
minutes away from me. Why don’t you send me your address and I’ll be right
over?”
Shota didn’t know what to do. This was all happening so suddenly, but Masato
seemed eager to meet him. And Shota wasn’t really the type of person to say no.
“Alright, let’s meet up. Give me your number, and I’ll text you my address.”
“Sounds like a plan. Can’t wait to see you!”
“I’ll see you soon!”
Once he got Masato’s number, Shota sent him his address. He started spinning in
his chair in excitement.
“I can’t believe this is happening! Oh God, I have to get myself ready.”
The excited teenager shot out of his chair, looked for a more “presentable”
outfit, and took a quick shower. Once he was in more comfortable clothing, he
went downstairs, waiting for Masato to arrive.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota and Masato finally meet up, but it goes in a totally different
     direction than Shota expected.
Shota had been pacing in the living room for about 10 to 15 minutes. Then,
there was a knock on the door. He practically sprinted to the door. Before he
opened it, he took a deep breath, and then he opened the door. A tall, slender
man with jet black hair and icy blue eyes was standing before him. All Shota
could do was look in awe.
“Shota?”, he had a deep, soothing voice and just a cool aura about him.
“Y-yeah…”, he raised his shaky hand for a handshake and the cool man gently
held it.
“Masato. Nice to meet you.”, he gave it a gentle kiss, causing Shota to snatch
it away in embarrassment.
“Would you like to come in?”, he shyly asked.
“Sure.”, Shota stepped to the side to let him in. He looked around the house
and said, “This is a pretty nice house. Must have cost you a fortune.”
“I wouldn’t know, my parents lived here before I was born.”, Shota said with a
chuckle.
“You still live with your parents?”, Masato asked.
Shota didn’t really want tell him the whole truth, but lying about anything
made him feel uneasy.
“Okay…there’s something I should let you know about. Why don’t we have a
seat?”, he showed Masato to the living room and they both sit on the couch.
“Is everything alright?”, Masato asked.
“No…not really… You see, making that profile wasn’t even my idea. It was my
friend’s. At first, he put up a bunch of stuff that wasn’t even true, and I had
to change it. But, there was something on there that I couldn’t change…”
“And what might that be?”
“My age. You have to be at least 18 to have an account, and it said I was 20,
but…I’m only 16…”
There was a pause, “Well, it’s only a 4 year difference. So what?”, Masato
said.
“So what? I lied about my age! That doesn’t bother you at all?”
“I mean, sure. You’re a bit younger than I expected, but I wasn’t interested in
your age. I was interested in you.”, he took his masculine hand and caressed
Shota’s face.
“Really…?”, Shota couldn’t have blushed any harder.
“Yeah, really. So, tell me a bit about yourself.”, he placed his arm around
Shota and pulled him in close.
“Umm…well, I…I…uh…”, the young boy was becoming a bit flustered.
“It’s alright. Want me to start?”
“Uh…sure.”
“Alright. Well, I enjoy surfing, I love to watch movies, and I’ve been told
that I’m a good kisser.”
“Wow, you don’t beat around the bush, do you?”, there was something Masato’s
boldness that made Shota feel a bit excited.
“I will say, my frank nature can be a bit of a turn off for some people. Oh, by
the way, I’ve been meaning to ask; is this weird for you?”
“What do you mean?”
“On your profile, it said you were more interested in women, but I was the one
who messaged you first. Are you even into men?”
“I honestly can’t tell you for certain. I’ve never even been in a situation
like this before. I mean, I see beauty in everyone, so it doesn’t matter to
me.”
“Well, hopefully I can win you over.”, he held Shota’s chin to make their eyes
meet.
“Can I ask you a question?”, Shota whispered.
“Go for it.”
“Can you show me how well you kiss?”, Shota was a bit nervous to ask, but he
wanted to see if he could be as bold as Masato.
“If you insist.”
Shota sat up to get in a more comfortable position. But, he was taken
completely by surprise when Masato pulled him back in and pressed his lips
against Shota’s. The taste of another man’s lips was making Shota a bit
lightheaded. Masato gently held Shota’s faced and kept kissing him, ever so
passionately.
He licked Shota’s lips and whispered, “Let me in, baby…”
Shota reluctantly opened his mouth and was immediately tasting Masato’s tongue
with his own. He was kissing him as deep as he could. Shota started to feel a
bit faint, so he held onto Masato as much as he could. Next thing he knew, he
started feeling a hand where it didn’t necessarily belong.
“Woah! What are you doing?”, Shota started to feel less lightheaded.
“Oh, my apologies. I guess I got a bit carried away there.”, Masato started
kissing the young boy’s neck but was immediately pushed away.
“Don’t you think this is all happening a bit too fast? We literally just met
like, 3 minutes ago.”
“In all honesty, Shota…”, he slid his hand up the teenager’s shirt, “I could
take it a lot faster if I wanted to.”
“Well, can’t we slow down a bit? I…I’m new to all of this, and…”
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. You trust me, right?”, Masato started kissing his
neck once more.
“Trust you? I barely know you. Maybe you should—”
Suddenly, Masato pushes Shota onto the floor, gets on top of him, and pins him
down. “Maybe I should what?”
“What are you doing?! Get off of me!”, Shota was trying to fight back, but
Masato was clearly stronger than him.
“If there’s something you should know about me, Shota, it’s that I tend to
get…greedy at times.”
“What are you talking about?”, Shota was getting nervous.
“Anything that I want, I get. And right now, what I want…”, he leans in closer
to whisper in Shota’s ear, “…is you.”
“Look, I’ll do whatever you want, just please don’t hurt me!”, Shota was
panicking at this point. He was terrified for his life.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you… At least not here.”, Masato’s charming
demeanor quickly turned into a sadistic one.
“What do you mean…?”, Shota asked with a shaky, fearful voice.
Masato wiped the tears that were forming in Shota’s eyes, “We can have a lot
more fun back at my place. That is…if you really mean that you’ll dowhatever I
want.”
“Yes, I’ll do whatever you want. Anything.”
Masato chuckled. “Good boy.”, he gets off of him and walks towards the door.
“Get up and let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
“Back to my place. Trust me, we’ll have more fun there. Now, let’s go.”
Shota gets off of the floor and walks towards the door. He pauses once he
realizes something and takes out his phone.
“Wait, I need to let my parents know—”
“I said let’s go!”, Masato’s voice went from calm and soothing to dark and
demanding.
Out of fear, Shota put his phone back into his pocket and walked out of the
house with Masato. He opened the passenger side door for Shota, and he got into
the car after him.
“What the hell did I get myself into…?”, all Shota could do was look forward
and think of the worst.
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota comes with Masato to his apartment, and from there, Shota finds
     himself in a dangerous situation.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
In about 10 minutes, they arrive to Masato’s apartment. He lets Shota in first
and follows right behind him. His apartment was small, but for a guy living on
his own, it was to be expected. However, he kept it neat.
“Nice place.”, Shota quietly said.
“Thanks. Make yourself comfortable.”, it appeared as though Masato’s cool
demeanor had returned. “Do you want anything to drink?”
“Umm, sure. Water would be fine, thank you.”
“You got it.”
Shota didn’t really feel comfortable with the situation he was in at the
moment, but he didn’t know how to get himself out of it without anything
potentially dangerous happening to him. He nervously waited for Masato to come
back, and once he did, he immediately started downing the glass of water.
“Woah, slow down, Shota. Don’t drink it so fast.”
“I’m sorry, it’s just that…”, he couldn’t even look Masato in the eyes.
“Look, I’m sorry about my behavior earlier.”, he sat down next to Shota and put
his arm around him. “But, I just couldn’t help myself when I saw you. You
just…seem like my type, you know?”
“What’s…your type?”, Shota started to feel a bit drowsy.
“Well, you’re attractive, you seem like a sweet guy. But most importantly…”,
Masato’s words started fading in and out as Shota started to lose
consciousness, “You’ll be…the most…perfect…lover…”
Shota finally blacks out and faints.
 
“What…the hell happened…? Where am I?”
Shota finally regained consciousness. He tries to move, but realizes that he’d
been handcuffed to the head of someone’s bed. He also noticed that he was
completely naked and his mouth had a piece of tape covering it.
“Ah, you’re finally awake. Good.”
Masato was leaning against the doorway, just looking over him. All he was
wearing were the jeans that he was wearing earlier today. He began to walk
closer to a now panicking Shota. He got onto the bed, just gazing at the
frightened boy before him. He started caressing his thigh, and then smacked it
as hard as he could, causing Shota to wince in pain.
“Your skin is so soft, Shota. It feels amazing.”
Masato would alternate between caressing and hitting Shota’s thighs. He started
to move his hands up, touching anywhere and everywhere he could. Shota was
moving around as much as he could, but that didn’t stop Masato. In fact, it was
like Masato was becoming more excited the more Shota tried to resist.
“What’s wrong, Shota? Didn’t I tell you we would have more fun here?”, Shota
started crying, hard. Masato went up to his face and gave him a gentle kiss on
the cheek. “Don’t worry, I promise you’ll learn to enjoy it. It’s always
painful the first time around.”
He started kissing Shota’s neck as his hand snaked its way down to his lower
half. As soon as Masato’s hand reached that place, Shota started to freak out
even more. Masato saw the fear in the young boy’s eyes, and his sadistic smiled
returned.
“What’s the matter? You don’t like it when I touch you down there?”
All Shota could do was vigorously shake his head.
“But, the more I touch you…”, he started to wrap his hand completely around
that certain part of Shota, “…the more your dick seems to enjoy it. See? You’re
getting hard.”
Shota just shook his head some more, denying the fact that his body was
betraying him.
“Oh, come on, Shota.”, Masato started moving his hand up and down, still having
a firm grip on Shota, “Your body is being honest with me. Why can’t you do the
same?”
He then started squeezing his hand, causing Shota to wince even more. As Masato
continued to squeeze his hand, he began to kiss Shota’s neck and started
working his way down. Once he got to his chest, he started licking Shota’s
nipple, which had now become just as erect as his dick. Without hesitation,
Shota let out a fearful, yet pleasured moan, which Masato was quick to notice.
“Ah, I see you’re sensitive here. Do you like it when I do this?”, he started
sucking on it, causing Shota to moan even more. “You know what? I think I
actually want to hear you moan louder.”
He ripped the tape from Shota’s mouth and he let out a loud scream. But that
scream quickly turned into a moan when Masato began sucking on his nipple
again.
“Please…stop…”, Shota said in a feeble voice.
“Why? We haven’t gotten to the fun part yet.”
He finally gave Shota a break and got off of the bed. He stood next to where
Shota’s face was and started unzipping his pants. Once he pulled them down, all
Shota could look at was the bulge that was hidden by Masato’s underwear. Masato
stuck his hand down them and pulled out his dick, which seemed to be throbbing
a bit. He inches towards Shota’s face, but the teenager kept his mouth shut.
Growing impatient, Masato smacked Shota hard in the face, causing him to yell
in pain. Once his mouth was open, Masato grabbed his head and shoved his dick
down Shota’s throat. He had a firm grip on Shota’s head so that he couldn’t try
and turn away.
He stopped for a moment and got on top of the young boy. He then put his dick
right back into Shota’s mouth and began thrusting harder and faster this time
around. He gave one strong thrust and just held Shota’s head there for a few
moments. He didn’t let go until Shota started struggling to breathe. Masato
finally got off of him and moved back to the foot of the bed.
“Masato…please…stop…”, Shota begged.
“I don’t hear another word from you. Do I make myself clear?”, Masato said in a
demanding voice.
Shota nodded his head, not even daring to disobey him. Masato spread Shota’s
legs as far apart as they could, and just sat there gazing at the sight he
seemed to enjoy.
“We’re going to have so much fun, Shota. I know you’ll enjoy it. Just got to
relax you a bit.”
He licked his index and middle fingers and slowly started putting them inside
of Shota. All Shota could do was squirm in pain; nothing like this has ever
happened to him before. Masato started moving his fingers in and out of him,
his sadistic smile still on his face. He then started to put his ring finger
inside, causing the pain to become a bit worse for Shota.
“I think this will do. If you can take three fingers, then I think you’re ready
for what’s coming next.”
He took a firm grip on his hard-on and slapped it against Shota’s twitching,
virgin hole. Shota started squirming again, trying to close his legs. But,
Masato reached over and slapped his face again. Immediately following the slap
was Masato’s hand around Shota’s throat, choking him.
“The more you fight back, the more I’m going to make it hurt for you. Is that
what you want?”
Shota couldn’t do anything to fight back. Masato lets go of his neck and gave
Shota one last, gentle kiss on the lips. Finally, he rams his dick inside
without hesitation. Shota gave a loud scream and his body shuddered. Masato was
still for a moment and then looked down at Shota’s stomach, chuckling.
“All I did was put it inside and you came already? What am I going to do with
you, Shota?”, he gives another chuckle, “It’s alright. You’ll learn endurance
soon enough.”
Masato placed both hands around Shota’s neck, and began choking him as hard as
he could as he begins to moving his hips. Shota closed his eyes as tight as he
could. The pain was becoming more and more unbearable with each passing moment.
He could feel himself blacking out again, but he came to after receiving a hard
strike on his stomach.
“You’re not going to sleep on me, are you?”, Masato said with a sadistic laugh.
He moved his hands from Shota’s neck to his legs, making sure they stayed pried
open. He looked at Shota’s face to see the expression he was putting on.
“You’re making a bit of a lewd face there, Shota. See? I told you that you’d
like it.”
“I…I…”, Shota started to say, but was immediately halted by Masato’s hand
covering his mouth.
“I thought I told you not to talk. You need to be taught how to behave, don’t
you?”
Masato pulled out of him and walked over to his closet. There, he pulled out
what appears to be a belt. Shota, realizing what he could possibly do with that
belt, started to panic.
“Please, don’t! I’m sorry!”, he shouted in a pained, crying voice.
Masato cracked the belt with authority, “You’re sorry, huh? Something’s telling
me that you’re lying.”
Shota violently shook his head, not even daring to speak in his defense. The
pain in his eyes was evident to Masato, and he dropped the belt. He walked over
to the nightstand next to the bed and grabs the key to the handcuffs. He holds
it up to Shota’s face.
“If I take off the handcuffs, you’re not going to try anything stupid, are
you?”
Shota shook his head in response.
“Good boy.”
Masato unlocks the handcuffs and lets him go. As soon as he was released, Shota
wrapped his arms around himself, trying to protect whatever part of his body he
could. He started crying out as loud as he could. Masato just stood there
looking at the young boy he had seemingly broken.
He gently rubbed Shota’s shoulder and whispered, “Get on your stomach.”
Shota did as he was told and lied down on his stomach. Masato pulled him up
onto his knees and put his dick back inside of him. He pulled Shota’s hair,
tilting his head back. He puts his hand back around Shota’s neck, choking him
as he began to fuck him again.
“Masato…”, Shota said through gasps.
“Shut up.”
He squeezed down on Shota’s throat as hard as he could and pounded into his ass
even harder. Then, as if acting on instinct, Masato let go of Shota’s hair and
started biting down on his neck. Shota let out a scream pf pain. He covered his
mouth to try and muffle his moans, but Masato took it off and held it behind
him. He took his other hand and began jerking Shota off as he fucked him
nonstop.
“Ma…Masato…I’m going to…”
The closer Shota got, the tighter he became to Masato. The pressure and
intensity made Masato bite down as hard as he could out of sheer pleasure.
Shota lets out the loudest moan he could as he came. Shortly after, Masato came
as well. He held Shota by the waist and thrusted as hard and as deep as he
could, filling him up as much as possible. Once both reached their limits, the
two collapse on the bed, Masato on top of Shota. The warmth and gentleness of
Masato’s icy blue eyes had returned. He looked deeply into Shota’s tearful,
light brown ones.
Masato gave him a kiss on the forehead and whispered, “From now on…you’re mine.
Do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
Masato kisses him again, and then he gets up from the bed. He gently picks
Shota up and carries him to the bathroom. Shota couldn’t help but to be
completely and utterly confused at this rapid change of face. Once they get
into the bathroom, Masato sets Shota down and turns on the water for the
shower. Shota looked into the mirror and noticed that he was bleeding from
where Masato was biting him. Masato came up from behind him and held him close
and lovingly.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”
He gave him a kiss on the cheek and Shota looked back at him, still confused.
“Why…?”, he whispered.
“Don’t worry about it right now. I’ll tell you later, okay? Right now, let’s
get you cleaned up.”
Masato lets Shota into the shower, and he leaves to give him some privacy. Once
the door closes, Shota begins to cry again, but this time more quietly. His
first experience with something like this...this wasn’t the way Shota wanted
things to happen. His body was in immense pain, and he just felt like a
completely changed person. But, as he sat in the shower in tears, he couldn’t
help but to wonder: How could someone put his body and mind through so much
hell, but act completely gentle and caring for him right afterwards? It didn’t
matter to him anymore. He needed to find a way to get away from this man, and
fast.
Chapter End Notes
     Hello. I just wanted to let everyone know that there were originally
     5 chapters posted for this story initially, but I've deleted chapter
     5 entirely. I didn't necessarily like the way the story was going if
     I had kept it the way it was. But, don't worry! I'm currently working
     on the new chapter 5 and will post it either today or tomorrow, for
     sure. Afterwards, I'll post the latest chapters whenever they get
     done. Thank you to those who have read it already, and I'll make sure
     to do my best to make this story more interesting and compelling to
     read. Happy reading!
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Summary
     Masato tries to apologize to Shota after what happened, but it
     doesn't go over well. Afterwards, Shota finally escapes from the hell
     he was forced into.
Chapter Notes
     Hello! As promised, here's the new chapter 5 for this story. I hope
     you all enjoy it. Happy reading!
Once Shota got out of the shower, he found a change of clothes waiting for him.
On top of the pile of clothes, he sees his phone. He quickly opens his phone
and sees missed calls from both of his parents, Chiaki, and Ryuji.
Instinctively, he decides to call Ryuji.
“Hello?”
“Ryuji, it’s me.”, Shota spoke in a bit of a whisper.
“Dude, where are you?! Your parents went home and said you weren’t there. You
didn’t leave a note or anything.”
“Ryuji, whatever happens, just tell them I went over to your house and that we
went out somewhere.”
“They’re at my house right now. They’ll know I’m lying.”
“Are you home right now?”
“Yeah. After I left your place, I walked Chiaki back to her house and went
straight home. Dude, where are you?”
There was a knock on the bathroom door, “Shota, is everything alright?”
“Who was that?”
“Look, I…I’ll call you back.”, without even saying goodbye, he hangs up and
says, “Yeah, everything is fine. I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Alright. Come to my room when you get out.”
“Okay.”
After getting dressed, Shota left the bathroom and slowly walked back to the
bedroom. His body was still in pain after what happened earlier. Once getting
to the room, Masato helped him onto the bed, laying Shota down gently and
making sure he was comfortable. Shota was still confused by the sudden change
in demeanor. Masato just sat next to him on the bed, brushing Shota’s ruffled,
brown hair from his eyes.
“Before you say anything,”, Masato begins to say, “I just want to tell you I’m
sorry.”
Shota just looked at him with complete disgust, “You’re sorry? You’re sorry?!
After what you did to me, you think some pathetic apology like that is going to
make things better?!”, he started to break down into tears.
“Shota, I know what I did to you was beyond fucked up. But, you have to
understand…”, he reached his hand over to try and wipe Shota’s tears, but it
was immediately smacked away.
“I don’t have to understand anything! You’re a sick bastard, and I hope you rot
in hell!”, the young boy yelled in a pained voice.
Masato sat there in silence for a few moments. Then, he finally said, “I know
you’re angry with me. And understandably so. But, I really do mean it when I
tell you that I’m sorry.”, he reaches over again to wipe Shota’s tears, but
gets his hand slapped again. Becoming impatient with Shota, Masato slaps him
again and yells, “I’m trying to fucking apologize!”
Shota immediately goes into the fetal position, trying to protect himself from
any harm that he can. Realizing his mistake, Masato lies down next to Shota,
rubbing his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down.
Shota swings his arm back and ends up hitting Masato in his face. He turns to
the man and yells in a fearful voice, “Get the fuck away from me!”
All Masato could do was look at the young boy that he had potentially broken.
He gets off of the bed and walks to the bedroom door. He looks back at Shota
one last time.
“I’m sorry…”
On that note, Masato left Shota alone in the room. Shota just looked around the
room, trying to grasp the situation he seemingly put himself into.
“I knew I should’ve deleted that profile… This is all my fault…”, he started
crying out of frustration and self-loathing. He spent a while crying, and then
eventually falling asleep.
 
The evening had eventually come and Shota had finally woken up. He checked his
phone and saw the time. It was almost 10 o’clock that night, and his friends
and family had left even more calls. He eventually got out of the bed and
slowly opened the bedroom door. He stepped out of the room a bit and saw Masato
asleep on the couch. He saw this as an opportunity to make his leave. He sneaks
by Masato and gets to the door, making little to no sound in the process. Once
he puts his shoes on, he opens the door and quickly leaves the apartment.
Once he was out of the apartment, Shota took whatever strength he had and
bolted out of the apartment building. He sprinted as fast as he could back to
his house. Thankfully, he only lived about 15 minutes away by foot. Even though
the pain flowing throughout his body was still pretty intense, he wasted no
time getting back home.
Once he arrived back at his house, he pounded on the door as hard as he could,
hoping that someone was home to hear him. Fortunately, his parents were home.
Once his mother opened the door, he grabbed hold onto her as tightly as he
could, sobbing as he did.
“Shota, thank goodness you’re alright!”, his mother cried out in relief.
“Shota, what happened to you?!”, his father asked, noticing the condition of
his son.
All Shota could do was shake his head and cry. He didn’t want to relive the
ordeal he just went through. His parents brought him into the house and
immediately tended to his injuries. After about 10 minutes, the family just sat
the living room in silence. Shota just sat on the couch, looking blankly ahead
of him. His parents exchange concerned looks, and then his father was the first
to break the silence.
“Shota, I don’t want you to worry about getting into trouble or anything.
Because you’re not in trouble. We just want to know where you were.”
His father went to place his hand on his shoulder, but Shota instinctively
smacked it away and yelled, “Don’t touch me!”
Completely shocked by her son’s erratic behavior, she sits next to her son.
“Shota, if something happened to you, you need to tell us so that we can help
you.”
“Just leave me alone!”
The frightened boy shoots up from his seat and rushes straight to his room,
locking the door behind him. He immediately climbs into bed, burying himself
into this blankets. He just wanted to forget about everything that happened
today. He was just lying on his bed, crying once more. He didn’t know what else
to do about this situation.
After a few minutes, he hears his phone ring. He had received a text message.
He goes to check it, but as soon as he does, it was as if Shota’s soul had left
his body.
“The least you could’ve done was tell me you weren’t spending the night. Oh
well, maybe next time. Hope to see you soon. Sweet dreams, babe. -Masato.”
Shota threw his phone far away from him and buried his face into his pillow,
stifling the screams and sobs that were coming from him. He couldn’t bring
himself to sleep, because now Shota was in constant fear that Masato could come
back and break him all over again.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Summary
     Ryuji pays Shota a visit and he tells him "something" about what
     happened to him the night before. After that, the two boys meet up
     with a couple of other friends, but Shota gets an unexpected
     surprise.
It was noon the next day, and Shota had finally gotten to sleep not too long
ago. He nearly fell out of his bed when a knock on the door woke him up and
startled him.
“Come in.”, he groggily said.
“I can’t. Door’s locked, dude.”
Recognizing the voice on the other side of the door, he rushed to it and
unlocked it. As soon as he saw Ryuji, he practically ripped his arm off pulling
him into the room.
“Woah, calm down. What the hell happened to you?”
“Listen to me, whatever is said in this room, stays in this room. Alright?”,
Shota said in a frenzied tone.
“Alright, alright.”, the two boys sit on the bed. “What happened to you?”
Now that Shota thought about it, he really didn’t know how to explain what had
happened to him. He had already told Ryuji that he didn’t even go through with
the dating profile. But, he didn’t see the need to hide this from him of all
people.
“So…do you remember when I told you I had given up on the dating profile
thing?”
“Yeah.”
“I…lied about that.”
“What? Why would you lie about that? And what does that have to do with why you
look like hell right now?”
He wasn’t ready to admit to what happened to him, so he thought of something
quick.
“Well, I…I met this girl…from the website. And…and she wanted to meet up, like
instantly.”
“Wow, she moves fast. So, she was the one who made the first move?”
“You really expected me to?”
“That’s true. Go on.”
“Anyway…I went over to her place. Her…parents weren’t home.”
“Woah, really? What did you guys do?”
“Nothing much, because when I got there, her…ex was there.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah…they were arguing over something, and I just happened to stumble in at
the wrong time. Then, he started getting in my face, and the next thing I know,
I get into a fight with him.”
“Really?”, Ryuji had a look on his face that told Shota he had believed his
story. “Well now, I have to find out where this guy lives!”, he said in an
angry tone.
“Why?”
“Do you really think I’m just going to stand around and let some asshole get
away with beating up my best friend?”
Shota couldn’t help but to smile with misty eyes. Despite their disagreement
the day before, he was relieved to see that their friendship wasn’t affected
all that much.
“Oh, just leave it alone. I told her I didn’t think it was going to work out as
long as he was still in the picture.”
“Well, that sucks. But, I’m sure that there’s plenty of other girls out there
waiting to get their hands on you.”, Ryuji said, nudging Shota’s arm.
“Shut up.”, Shota responded, rolling his eyes.
“How old was she?”
“25 years old.”
“Woah, that’s impressive.”
“What do you mean ‘impressive’?”
“Doesn’t that mean that her ex was about the same age? And you two got into a
fight, right? Did you get some punches in?”
“Ryuji, I wasn’t going to fight back. You and I both know that would’ve gotten
me into more trouble.”
“Oh, come on! You didn’t fight back at all?”
“No, I didn’t. Just drop it, alright?”
“Ugh, fine.”, suddenly, Ryuji’s phone rings and he answers it, “Hello? Oh, hey.
Yeah, I’m with him right now. He’s fine. Chiaki says hey.”
“Oh…hi.”
“Shota says hey. Uhh…sure. Let me ask. Chiaki wants to know if you’re willing
to come hang out with us today. She says Ayumi’s coming along.”
“No, thanks. I’m still in a bit of pain, so I was going to stay home and rest.”
“You sure? Maybe getting out of the house can help get your mind off your
shitty day yesterday.”
After thinking about it again, Shota said, “Alright, I’ll go. Just let me go
get ready.”
“Awesome. We’ll meet you guys in a bit. Alright, bye.”
After Shota gets himself cleaned and dressed, the two boys head out to meet the
girls.
 
The boys arrive at the mall and met up with Chiaki and Ayumi. Ryuji greeted his
girlfriend with a kiss, while Shota and Ayumi simply waved to one another. The
4 of them head into the mall and walk around for a bit.
“How are you feeling, Shota?”, Chiaki asked.
“I could be better, but I’m doing fine for now. Thank you.”, Shota shyly
responded.
“So, what do you guys want to do?”, Ryuji asked.
“Why don’t we go see a movie? I heard there’s this new action film that came
out last week.”, Ayumi suggested.
“I don’t mind that idea.”, Chiaki said.
“Well, if no one has any objections, let’s get going. Does anyone know when
it’s starting?”, Ryuji asked.
“I have no idea. I’ll look it up.”, Shota said. He pulled out his phone to look
up the movie times, but as soon as he did, it began to ring. Once he saw who
was calling, he completely froze.
“Shota, is everything alright?”, Chiaki asked.
“Yeah…”, he quietly responded. He let the call go to voicemail and took a
moment to take a deep breath.
“You sure you’re alright, dude? You look like you’ve seen a ghost or
something.”, Ryuji said, noticing the sudden change in Shota’s demeanor.
“Yeah, I…I’m fine.”, then his phone rang again, this time it was a text
message.
“I’m going to call you again. This time, you better answer.”
Once again, the phone rang. Shota was a bit reluctant to answer it.
“Aren’t you going to answer it?”, Ryuji asked.
He didn’t really want to, but he did it anyway, “H-hello…?”
“Hey there. How are you? I missed you last night.”
Shota turned around and started walking away from his friends. He quietly
asked, “Why are you calling me?”
“What? I can’t call to check up on you?”
“Look, I…I don’t want to cause any trouble here. But, if you don’t leave me
alone, I’m going to call the police.”
“Are you really? You don’t sound all that confident.”, Masato said in a teasing
manner.
“I mean it!”, Shota practically yelled in anger.
“Shota, is everything alright?”, Chiaki called out to him.
“Hey now, you better watch who you’re speaking to with that tone.”
“Look, just leave me alone!”, Shota started to cry a bit.
“Hey now, what’s with the tears? There’s no need to cry.”
Shota started to frantically look around to see if Masato was anywhere near the
area, and sure enough, he was. He was at the food court with a couple of his
friends. He gave a little wave to Shota, and he just stood, paralyzed by his
fear.
“Small world, isn’t it? Come on over and say hi.”
Shota just stood there, shaking his head in disbelief, tears streaming down his
cheeks.
Ryuji went up to him and whispered, “Hey, are you alright? What’s going on?”
“I said get over here. Now.”, Masato’s voice went from warm and friendly to
cold and distant, a feeling that Shota was scarily familiar with.
“I…I’ll be back.”
Shota didn’t even bother to look in Ryuji’s direction when he said that. He
hung up the phone and slowly started walking towards Masato’s direction. Ryuji
just stared at Shota in confusion. By the time he was halfway over to him,
Masato got up and gestured towards the bathroom. The two of them make their way
over and in about a moment or two, the two were together. Once the sole person
in the bathroom had left, Masato took the liberty to lock the door so that the
two of them wouldn’t be disturbed. He backs Shota up to the wall, and encloses
him in between his arms. Shota just looks at him with complete fear in his
eyes.
With his chilling, sadistic voice, Masato leans in close to Shota’s ear and
whispered, “You thought I was done with you?”
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota and Masato have another interaction in the mall's bathroom.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Masato gently wiped away the tears that were coming down Shota’s cheek. Chills
ran down Shota’s spine as Masato’s icy blue eyes were fixated on him, like a
predator stalking his prey.
“Give me a kiss.”, Masato whispered.
Shota just stood there, paralyzed by his fear. Masato then grabbed his face and
practically forced his tongue down Shota’s throat. Shota didn’t even dare to
fight back. Masato then started to pull Shota in close to him, his kiss
becoming less aggressive.
“I missed you, Shota.”, Masato whispered in his ear. “Why did you leave me last
night?”
“I…I…”, Shota was at a loss for words, trying not to say the wrong thing that
might end with him getting hurt.
“Well, I hope that you’ve at least thought about my apology yesterday.”
“Just…leave me alone…”, Shota spoke up a bit louder than before, but still in a
fearful tone. “I forgive you, just leave me alone.”
“I’m glad you accept my apology. But, I’m not going to leave you alone.”, he
went in to kiss Shota’s neck, but realized that it had a bandage on it. “Does
it still hurt here?”
Shota nodded his head in response. Masato chuckled a bit as he started to take
the bandage off. He slowly, seemingly agonizingly, took it off and exposed
Shota’s healing wound. He gazed at the young boy for a moment and then pressed
his lips against the wound. Shota just closed his eyes and stood there, letting
this man do whatever he pleased. He started to squirm once Masato started
licking the bitemark and even started biting it again, causing Shota to give a
small yelp in pain.
“Don’t worry, I won’t bite down so hard this time.”
As he bit down once again, he started maneuvering his hands up Shota’s shirt,
making sure to caress every inch of his upper body as he could before he
started making his way down lower. He took the liberty of unzipping the young
boy’s pants and pulled them down. Shota buckled his knees as a way of defending
himself against Masato’s skillfully sadistic hands. Realizing what he was
doing, Masato punched him in the stomach, causing Shota to fall onto the floor.
“And just what do you think you’re doing?”
He grabbed Shota by the arm and sat him up against the wall. He started
unzipping his own pants. He took Shota’s hand and forced him to touch the bulge
that was forming in between his legs. Shota tried to fight back a little, but
it resulted in a smack in the face.
“I guess you haven’t learned how to behave yet, huh? I didn’t want to
discipline you here, but I guess I have no choice.”
He took his dick out from his underwear, and forced it down Shota’s throat,
holding his head in place so he couldn’t get away. He held his head there for a
few moments, being completely still. Once Shota started struggling to breathe,
that’s when he pulled himself out of his mouth. Shota gasped for air the
instant he could. Then, Masato placed his foot between his legs.
“I wonder how long it’ll take for me to completely break you in.”, he started
putting pressure into his foot, slightly stepping on Shota’s crotch. “Even
though this is our second time together, I’m already getting pretty impatient
with you. You’re a lot more stubborn than I had anticipated.”, he leaned in
close, making Shota look up at him, placing more pressure in his foot, “And
that’s something that I’m not going to tolerate.”
He put as much pressure into his foot as he could, causing Shota to yell in
agony. Masato quickly placed his hand around Shota’s neck, choking him to shut
him up. He was forced to look up at his aggressor right in the eyes. Then,
Masato shoved his dick back inside Shota’s mouth, this time moving his head
back and forth. Shota let out fearful whimpers, but Masato paid them no mind as
his pleasured moans drowned them out. Shota began to panic and wanted to find a
way out, so he did the only thing he could think of in that moment and bit down
as hard as he could.
“Ahh! You fucking bitch!”, Masato angrily yelled and stomped down hard in
between Shota’s legs, causing him to scream out in immense pain and fall over.
Masato grabbed Shota’s arm and yanked him up from the floor and pushed him
against the wall. He practically tore off Shota’s underwear pulling them down,
and without hesitation, he shoved his dick inside of him. Shota let out a
pained yell, but was immediately silenced by Masato’s hand choking him once
again.
“You want to go around biting people? Huh?”, he grabbed Shota’s hair and banged
his head against the wall, “I already told you I’m not going to tolerate this
misbehavior.”
He started thrusting as hard as he could into Shota, making sure he felt every
inch of him as painfully as he could. Shota gave out pained whimpers through
sobs. Masato didn’t pay them any mind and continued fucking him. He snaked his
hand down to Shota’s lower half and firmly took hold of his dick. It was until
then that Masato noticed something “strange” happening with Shota.
“Looks like someone’s enjoying themselves. I didn’t even know you were hard.”,
he said with a sadistic chuckle.
Shota’s eyes widened in panic and frantically shook his head in disbelief.
“You can deny it all you want, but your body can’t help but to be honest here.
Face it, Shota…”, he leaned in close to his ear once again and whispered,
“You’re starting to enjoy it.”
“No!”, Shota yelled out as loud as he could, resulting in his head being banged
against the wall again.
“Quit lying to yourself. Just look at you.”, he drags Shota over to the sink
and made him look at the image of himself in the mirror. “You can’t stand here
and tell me you’re not enjoying this.”
He held him up so that Shota could get a good look at the body that was
betraying him. Masato lifted Shota’s leg, propped it onto the counter, and
continued his assault, making sure Shota’s gaze never left the mirror. Shota
could do nothing but look at this shell of a person he once was being
completely destroyed by a monster who knew no mercy.
“No…it’s not true…this…this isn’t me. This isn’t me!”
Shota shut his eyes as tightly as he could and began to sob some more. Masato’s
hips were thrusting as hard as they possibly could, and he eventually stopped
after a few minutes with one powerful thrust. He pulls out from Shota and
turned him around to have him sit on top of the counter. He placed his hands on
each side of Shota and just stared at the crying boy.
He then gave him a gentle kiss on the lips, and then whispered, “You’re a bit
of a crybaby, aren’t you?” He gave a chuckle, “But, I guess it’s alright. Do
you know why?”
Shota shook his head, confused by this sudden change in demeanor.
“It’s because you’re mycrybaby. Can I have a kiss, please?”, Shota didn’t know
what else to do other than comply. He gave him a little peck on the lips and
Masato wiped his tears away. “Good boy. We’re almost done here, don’t worry.
Just relax and it’ll be over before you know it.”
Masato spread Shota’s legs apart and put himself back inside of him. He took
hold of Shota’s hips and made them move the way he liked. Shota put up no
fight, mainly because he had no strength left to fight back. He was just
grateful for this to be nearly over. Masato held his chin up to make their
gazes meet once again, and he gave him a passionate kiss on the lips. Shota
just closed his eyes and let him do whatever he wanted.
Suddenly, Masato started moving his hips faster and faster. Finally, after a
few more minutes, Masato reached his limit and came inside of Shota. Feeling
the same stimulation as the previous time, Shota came soon afterwards. After
sitting still for a moment of two, Masato pulled out of Shota, wiped up
whatever mess he could, and readjusted his clothes. Shota just sat there, dazed
and in pain.
“You know, I really wish it didn’t have to be this way at times. But, I guess
it can’t be helped, huh?”
He stood there looking at Shota for a moment before helping him get himself
together. Once Shota was made more presentable, Masato held him tightly.
“If you really don’t want to see me again, then I won’t bother you anymore. I
won’t be happy, but I’ll respect your decision. Is this what you want?”
“Just go…”, Shota quietly said.
“What’s that?”
“I said go!”, Shota yelled, shoving him away.
Masato finally understood the situation and made his way out. A few minutes
after he left, Ryuji came into the bathroom. Shota had been away from his
friends for about 20 minutes.
“Shota, are you… Oh, my God! Are you alright?!”, he rushed over to his best
friend, noticing the poor condition he was in. “Dude, what happened to you?
Shota? Shota!”
Shota just stood there, shaking and in tears. Without saying a word to Ryuji,
he sprints straight out of the bathroom and heads straight for the malls exit.
He dashes past the food court, passing Masato and his friends on the way. All
Masato could do was look at him as he ran off. Shota just kept running and
running as far as his body would let him. He just wanted to go back home, but
even then, he feared he couldn’t be safe there. No matter where he went, he
just needed to make sure that he got as far away from Masato as possible.
Chapter End Notes
     Hey, I just wanted to apologize about the constant change in tags.
     I'm literally writing and posting as I go along in this story, and I
     want to make sure that I put the appropriate tags on it so that
     there's clarification on what exactly is highlighted in the story.
     I'm sure by the end of the story, there'll be an accurate list of
     tags to associate with this story. Anyways, more chapters to come
     very soon. Happy reading!
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota tries to bring back some form of normality back into his life
     after his seemingly hellish weekend.
Chapter Notes
     Hello there! I just wanted to say thank you to those who take the
     time to read this story! I didn't expect this many people to read it.
     I hope you find this story interesting to read, because I'm having
     fun writing it. Feel free to be on the lookout for more chapters.
     Happy reading!
Shota manages to get home via taxi. It was an awkward ride since the driver
kept asking questions about his apparent injuries. He just stayed silent the
whole entire ride. Once he paid the fare, he rushed inside the house. He
started making his way upstairs, but his mother stopped him before he even got
the chance.
“Shota, come here. Now.”
“Can it wait, mom?”
“She said now, Shota.”, his father said in a stern tone.
Reluctantly, Shota went into the living room and met with his parents. Once
they laid their eyes upon their son, both parents let out audible gasps.
“Oh, my God. Shota, what happened to you?!”, his mother ran up and held her son
with tears in her eyes.
“Mom, it’s nothing. I’m fine.”, Shota tried prying his mother off of him, but
it was useless.
“Don’t stand there and tell us that this is nothing!”, his father said with
concern in his voice. “Ryuji called us and told us that something happened at
the mall.”
“He did what?!”, Shota practically shoved his mother off of him, absolutely
livid about what Ryuji did. “Look, whatever he told you, it didn’t happen,
alright?! Nothing happened to me! I’m fine, so just leave me alone!”
He rushes upstairs and slams his bedroom door behind him. As soon as he was by
himself, he called Ryuji immediately.
“Hey, did you—”
“What the hell did you tell my parents?!”
“Woah, why are you getting upset?”
“What the fuck did you tell them?!”, Shota was on the verge of a panic attack.
“I told them that something happened to you when we went to the mall. I said
that you went to the bathroom and that something must have happened during that
time. What’s the matter with you?”
“Is that all you told them?”
“Yes, it is. Shota, what the hell is going on with you? You’ve been acting
weird lately, and everyone is wondering what your deal is. Who was the other
guy in the bathroom with you?”
“What are you talking about?”
“There was another person that followed you in there… Wait, was that the girl’s
ex?!”
“Wait, what the hell are you on about?”
“Remember you told me about the girl you met on the dating website and her ex?”
It took Shota a moment to realize he was referring to the lie he had told him
earlier that day. “Oh, yeah!”
“Are you serious?! Did he do this to you? What the hell is his deal?!”
“Look, you don’t need worry yourself about him. Just stay out of this,
alright?”
“What do you mean stay out of this? Shota, if someone is going to constantly
harass you—”
“I said to stay out of it!”
Shota was getting frustrated by Ryuji’s adamancy about the situation. Out of
anger, he hung up the phone and threw himself onto his bed. He just laid there
staring at his ceiling. His cat, Cocoa, leapt onto the pillow next to him and
licked his cheek. He gently pets the cat and turns to it.
“What am I going to do, Cocoa?”, he asked quietly. “I can’t go to school like
this tomorrow. And mom and dad…they’re not going to leave me alone about this…
Maybe…maybe I should tell them…”, he sat up. “Maybe they can help keep him away
from me. That’s it. I’ll tell them.”
He gets out of bed and walks to the door, but stops for a moment. His mind
replays the image of what happened earlier and what Masato told him.
“Face it, Shota… You’re starting to enjoy it…”
“No…that…that wasn’t me. I…I wasn’t myself. I was scared; it’s a normal
reaction…right?”, Shota shook his head in denial, refusing to believe Masato’s
words. But, then he remembers something else he said.
“It’s alright…because you’remycrybaby…”
Then, his mind flashes back to the moments where Masato was actually gentle and
caring towards him. After putting him through hell, he would always provide
some form of genuine care when things were said and done. This always confused
Shota, but he didn’t want to think about it anymore. He started to head
downstairs, but something within him stopped him again.
“Maybe…he meant what he said…about leaving me alone. He said he’d respect my
decision. I hope he’ll actually leave me alone. Maybe I just need to rest.”
He decides to keep what happened a secret from his parents for a bit longer and
goes to bed, not waking up until tomorrow morning.
 
It was Monday afternoon and Shota was in the library for lunch. He was sitting
alone, eating and studying as usual. He was trying to get some normality back
into his life after the past weekend.
“Mind if I join you?”, Shota looks up and realizes Chiaki was standing there.
“No, not at all.”, he moves his stuff and Chiaki sat next to him.
“How have you been?”, she sweetly asks.
“I could be better.”, he shyly responds.
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
“No, thank you. I appreciate it, though.”
“Oh, ok then… Shota?”, Chiaki quietly said.
“What’s up?”
“Ryuji told me…about someone hurting you…and…”, she started to tear up a bit.
“Chiaki, there’s no need to worry about me, okay? I’m going to be fine.”
“But, you’re badly hurt. I’m worried about you, Shota. What if…what if…”, as if
acting on instinct, she hugs him tightly.
He slowly puts his arms around her and hugs her back, “I’m going to be fine,
Chiaki. I promise. I have everything under control.”
“Okay…if you say so.”, she lets him go and the two just sit there, staring at
each other.
Shota broke the silence by asking, “Is Ryuji mad at me?”
“Why would he be mad at you?”
“I kind of got upset with him yesterday over something stupid and yelled at
him. I haven’t seen him all day.”
“I don’t think he could stay mad at you even if he tried. But, maybe you should
wait a bit before reaching out to him just in case he is upset, or wait for him
to reach out to you.”
“Thanks.”, the bell rings, signaling that lunchtime was over. “I guess it’s
back to class we go. Want me to walk you back to your class?”
“Sure…”, Chiaki said, blushing.
The two of them got up and walked back to their respective class to continue
with the rest of their day.
 
Shota arrived home from school, and found that both his parents weren’t home.
His mother had returned to work after being sick for a week, and his father was
at his job as usual. He went to the kitchen, put some food in the bowl for
Cocoa, grabbed a snack, and went upstairs to his room. He sat at his desk and
pulled out his textbooks to start studying. He checked his phone for the time,
but sees a notification from the dating website. Seeing that notification only
brought uneasy feelings for Shota.
“I have to get rid of this profile.”
He went on the app that he downloaded for no other reason than just to have it.
Once he opened the app, Masato’s profile was the first one he sees; most likely
because he’s the only person on there that he interacted with. Other people
have sent him messages, but he was completely done with online dating. He went
to delete his profile for good, but before doing so, he took one last look at
Masato’s profile. He couldn’t believe how easily he fell for the older man’s
exterior charm. But, just looking at his smile made Shota feel…weird. Whatever
the case, it didn’t matter to him anymore. He was completely done with Masato
and online dating in general. He went to the settings and chose the option to
delete his profile.
“Alright…I can finally move on with my life.”
He lets out a sigh of relief and restarts his studies. However, the longer he
sat at his desk, just staring at his books, the more fidgety he became.
Something was bothering him, but he couldn’t figure out what.
“Maybe I should take a nap.”
He gets up from his desk and lays down in his bed, just staring at the ceiling.
The silence in the room was starting to irritate him, so he turned on some
music on his speakers, and continued lying there.
“What the hell is wrong with me?”
He starts eating the chips he had gotten when he first came home. Then, he
suddenly started feeling strange once again. He tossed and turned for a few
minutes, trying to get his mind off of whatever could be bothering him. The
reason why it was so hard for him to do so was because he didn’t exactly what
that thing was.
“Come on, something’s bothering you. What is it, Shota?”
Finally, he decided to text one of his friends. He opens his phone and goes to
his contacts. But, once he got there, he saw a name that he tried so hard to
forget about. The only reason it was at the top of the list was because he was
in the “recent calls” list. Shota just laid there, staring at the name on his
phone.
“Let it go, Shota. You have nothing left to do with this guy. He’s not
bothering you anymore, so just let it go.”
Then, as if acting as a saving grace, Ryuji texts him.
“Hey…”
“Hey.”, Shota immediately responded.
“Look, I’m sorry about everything that happened this past weekend. I’m just
worried about you, you know?”
“Yeah, I understand. Thank you, Ryuji… It means a lot.”
“You’re welcome. What are you doing?”
“I’m just laying down. Do you want to come over and play some video games?”
“I wish I could, but I told Chiaki I’d take her out for a date tonight.”
Shota’s heart dropped, “Oh…well, how about tomorrow after school?”
“I have plans that day, too… Actually, this week is going to be a bit busy for
me. Didn’t I tell you I was moving?”
“Oh, yeah…I forgot about that…”
“Yeah…I’m really sorry, dude. Maybe we can hang out during the weekend, just
the two of us. How about it?”
“Sure…I’d like that…”
“Alright, sounds like a plan. Hey, I’ll talk to you later. Chiaki’s waiting for
me outside. Bye.”
“Bye…”
Shota’s weird, uneasy feeling quickly turned into one of heartbreak and
melancholy. Out of all the people who he needed the most during this time, it
was Ryuji more than anyone. After that conversation, he didn’t find it all that
hard to go to sleep. It was the only way he could escape his problems, even if
it was for a temporary time.
***** Chapter 9 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota finally tells his parents what has been happening with him for
     the past few days. Then, Shota starts acting upon his strange
     feelings.
A few hours had gone by, and Shota woke up from his nap. He checks the time and
sees that it’s a little past 6:30. He slowly opens his eyes, feeling worse than
he did before he went to sleep. He spends a few moments just staring at his
ceiling, then checked his phone again for some reason. He opened it and went to
his call log, realizing no one had called him. He didn’t know why he was
constantly checking his phone; he wasn’t expecting any calls. After giving a
sigh of frustration, he finally gets out of bed and heads downstairs. His
parents should’ve been home by now. And sure enough, they were.
“Hey.”, that’s all Shota said to both his parents. His tone was flat and
seemingly uncaring, which was something that his parents noticed.
“Have you been in your room all day?”, his father asked.
“Yes. I just woke up.”, he didn’t even bother to look in their direction as he
was making himself a sandwich.
“Shota, we need to talk.”, his mother said, concerned.
“About what?”
“I think you know the answer to that already. Come here, have a seat.”, his
father pulls up a chair from the dining table and Shota sits down.
“I really don’t want to talk about this right now.”
“Well, we’re going to talk about it anyway.”, his father sternly said. “Shota,
ever since Saturday, bad things have been happening to you and you won’t tell
us about any of it. Now, Ryuji said that something happened to you at the mall.
Do you want to clarify exactly what that was?”
“I…I just got into a fight.”, Shota reluctantly said.
“And on Saturday?”, his mother added, concerned about her son.
“Look, I didn’t want to say anything about this…because I was embarrassed about
it… But, Ryuji convinced me to sign up for a dating website and I met someone
on Saturday. Her ex was there; the two were having an argument. Next thing I
know, he starts shoving me around. Then, he started beating on me. I ran into
him at the mall yesterday, and…well, you know the rest.”
He figured he could use the same story he told Ryuji, just to keep his stories
straight. He didn’t want his parents to know the exact truth.
“Why didn’t you call the police or anything?”, his mother asked.
“I told him that if he didn’t leave me alone, I was going to. After that, he
told me as long as I didn’t go anywhere near the girl, he would leave me alone.
So, I told him that I wouldn’t see her again, and he hasn’t bothered me since.”
His parents exchanged looks of concern. Then his father said, “I really wish
you had told someone the first time it happened. But, if he hasn’t bothered you
since yesterday, I guess he’s going to keep to his word.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”, Shota quietly said. “Look, I’m sorry for causing you all
to worry like this.”
“As long as you’re safe, that’s all that matters.”, his mother gives him a
gentle kiss on the cheek.
“I think I’m going to take a shower then go to bed.”, Shota gets up and heads
upstairs.
“Are you not going to eat?”, his father asked.
“I’m not hungry anymore. Good night.”
Shota rushed upstairs and heads straight to the bathroom, locking the door
behind him. He turns on the water, waiting for it to warm. He rubs his hand on
the spot where his mother kissed him. It felt weird having someone else kiss
him so softly. In fact, it made him feel a bit nauseated. He wasn’t sure why,
but it just did. He takes off the bandages on his neck so that he could get
into the shower. The water was a bit hot; it even hurt a bit on his skin, but
Shota didn’t seem to mind.
He starts washing his body, starting with his hair working his way down. Once
he got to his neck, he was a bit hesitant to even touch it, let alone wash it.
It wasn’t healed completely; it still stung a bit after yesterday. And the hot
water didn’t really help matters. But, Shota started getting that strange
feeling from earlier.
Suddenly, his mind starts flashing back to yesterday when Masato started biting
down on it again, even licking it. Shota started gently caressing the wound,
giving light, quiet moans as he did. He turned up the hot water and let it run
on the bitemark. The intensity of the heated pain was enough to make Shota moan
a bit louder. Then, he started hearing Masato’s words ringing in his head.
“Your skin is so soft… It feels amazing…”
“Do…you like that…?”, Shota softly whispered. He slowly sat down in the tub,
letting the hot water flow down his body. Then, he slowly slid two of his
fingers inside of him, slowly sliding them in and out.
“Do you like it when I do this?”
“Yes…I…I like it…a lot…”
“I think I actually want to hear you moan louder…”
“Like…this…?”, Shota spoke up just a bit, still fingering himself. But, it was
like he was fighting with himself to stop because it was becoming a bit
uncomfortable.
“The more you fight back, the more I’m going to make it hurt for you. Is that
what you want?”
“Yes…please…hurt me…”, despite the slight pain from just two fingers, he
inserts a third finger, making the pain a bit worse. That part of him was also
still in pain after yesterday.
“You’re a lot more stubborn than I had anticipated…”
“I’m sorry…I…I’ll obey…from now on…”
Shota’s hand started moving with more vigor. He took his other hand and started
jerking himself off, trying to replicate how Masato would do it. His breathing
became faster and heavier. His moans became lighter and a bit louder. He
started squirming around in the tub, giving into the sheer pleasure he was
giving himself just thinking about the man he wanted to so badly forget about.
“From now on, you’re mine…”, those words kept replaying over and over in
Shota’s mind.
“I’m…yours… I’m yours…”, Shota was getting close. “Masato…Masato…!”
Finally, Shota cums all over his hand; some of it getting on his stomach and in
the tub. His body shudders in ecstasy, and Shota just sits there relishing in
the moment. The water had gotten a bit cold at that point, so he cleans himself
up and goes to his room. He puts on his pajamas and lays down in his bed. He
stares at the ceiling as usual, and then hears his phone ring. It was Ryuji
calling him.
“Hello?”
“Hey. I just got home from my date, and man! Have I got a story for you.”,
Ryuji said enthusiastically.
Shota wasn’t in the mood to share Ryuji’s happiness. In fact, it made him a bit
upset that he would call him just to tell him about his date, especially after
his horrible ordeal with dating himself.
“Actually, can you tell me some other time? I’m really tired and I was planning
on going to bed.”
“Oh…well, alright. I guess I’ll tell you tomorrow. Good night.”
“Good night.”
He hangs up the phone and stuffs his face in his pillow, his mood completely
ruined. Then, his phone rings again. He checks it to see what it is, and he sat
up once he saw it was a text from Masato.
“Hey, I know I said I wouldn’t bother you again, but I was doing laundry and
realized you left your clothes here. I can drop them off at your house
tomorrow. Just let me know when you’re going to be there so you can pick them
up. -Masato.”
Shota took a moment to figure out what he was going to say, and then typed,
“Hey. I’m actually going to be home all day tomorrow, so feel free to stop by
at any time. Thanks. -Shota.”
There was a brief pause, and then, “Alright. I’ll let you know when I’m on my
way. Good night.”
“Good night…”
Shota’s mood suddenly went back to the way it was. He wasn’t sure why all of a
sudden he was excited, but he couldn’t wait to possibly see Masato tomorrow.
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota stays home from school as an attempt to see Masato, but things
     don't really go his way. Meanwhile, Masato is in for a surprise when
     he returns home from work.
Since his parents always left home before him, Shota found that to be the
perfect opportunity to skip school. He was wearing nothing but a tank top and
his underwear. He was pacing around downstairs, staring at the text he had
gotten from Masato early in the morning.
“Hey, if it’s alright with you, I’m going to drop your clothes off before I
head to work. I’ll be over at around 8:00am.”
Shota just kept looking at his phone with a huge grin on his face. He looks at
the clock on the wall and sees that it’s 8:07. He starts pacing around a bit
more, and then jumped once he heard a knock on the door. He rushes over to the
door to open it and sees Masato walking away.
“H-hey! Where are you going?”, Shota asked.
Masato gave him a confused look, “What do you mean? I told you I was coming
over to drop off your clothes. I have to go to work.”
“W-wait…! Don’t you want to come in? At least for a few minutes?”, Shota shyly
asked.
“Why? I only came to give you your clothes. I have to get going. Goodbye,
Shota.”
Without another word, Masato gets into his car and leaves. Shota just stares at
the car as it drove away and starts to tear up a bit. But, then he remembers
something that could get Masato back to his house. He rushes to his room and
goes through his laundry and sees the change of clothes that Masato had given
him on Saturday. They didn’t belong to Shota, and he saw that as an excuse to
bring him back. He quickly gets out his phone and calls Masato.
“Hello?”
“Hey! I just remembered that I have your clothes here…the ones from Saturday.”
“Oh shit, that’s right. Look, how about I come pick them up after work? I get
off at 6:00.”
“No, you can’t! My…my parents would be home then.”
“I don’t have to come into the house. Just leave them on your doorstep at
around 7:00. I’ll just pick them up and go home.”
“You…don’t want to come back now to get them?”, he really wanted Masato to come
back and was willing to try anything to get him back there.
“I already told you I had to go to work. Why are you trying to make things more
complicated?”
“I’m not…I just…I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine.”, Masato said in his usual warm, calming voice. “Look, if you want,
I can stay a couple of minutes to talk when I come over. Sound like a plan?”
“Yeah…”, Shota responded, feeling a bit defeated.
“Alright, I’ll see you then. Bye.”
“Bye…”
He hangs up the phone, feeling frustrated and a bit heartbroken.
“It’s like he’s trying to avoid me… I didn’t think he’d actually listen to me
when I told him to leave me alone…”
He just sat on the floor, holding Masato’s clothes close to him. Just feeling
the fabric that was once touching Masato’s body brought a sense of comfort to
Shota. But, after a moment of daydreaming, Shota finally realized something.
“What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I acting like this?”, he got up and
walked over to the mirror in the bathroom across the hall. “Just look at
me…he’s the one who did this to me, and here I am going crazy over this guy.
He’s caused me nothing but trouble since I met him, but…”, he stood there for a
moment in silence, thinking; assessing the situation. “Maybe…that’s just his
way of showing affection…right? Not everyone has a conventional way of showing
their love for someone, and maybe he’s one of them. What if I’m overreacting…?”
He goes back to his room and lies down on his bed, staring at the ceiling once
again, “He always apologized after he was finished, so he has remorse. He’s
notthatheartless.”, then he thought back to the time when the two first met and
the things Masato said to him.
“Anything that I want, I get. And right now, what I want…is you.”
“He said he wanted me… When was the last time anyone ever said that to me?”,
suddenly his phone rang. When he checked to see who it was, he was a bit
shocked.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Shota.”, it was Chiaki.
“Hey. What’s up?”
“You’re not at school today… Is everything alright?”, she asked in her usual
sweet voice.
“Yeah, everything’s fine. I’m just taking the day off to rest.”
“Oh, alright… Do you want me to bring you today’s assignments after school?”
“Uh…can it wait until tomorrow? I just want to have the day to myself.”
“Oh, ok. I was kind of hoping that we can work on the math homework together.
But, maybe I can come over tomorrow if you want…”
“Yeah, that’s fine. Anyway, I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Okay. See you tomorrow.”
“Bye.”, he hangs up and sits in his bed to think for a moment. “She’s been
acting friendly towards me a lot more recently… But I guess that’s just how she
is…”
He couldn’t help but to smile thinking about Chiaki’s kindness. It was one of
the reasons he had a huge crush on her in the beginning. But, he took another
moment to think again.
“But, she’s with Ryuji now…and besides…”, he picked Masato’s clothes from the
floor, “I havehimnow… And, I’m not going to let this one get away.”
Shota put on some actual clothes, took Masato’s clothes, and headed out of the
house. He had a plan, and he wasn’t going to let anything or anyone stop him.
  
It was 10 minutes to closing time at The Curry Gate, a local restaurant in
downtown Tokyo. Masato was a waiter there, and he was putting his apron on a
rack, getting ready to head out for the night. Before he could leave, one of
his friends went over to talk to him.
“Hey, Masato. Do you think you can cover for me this weekend?”
“Why do I have to do it? What if I had plans?”
“Oh, come on. It’s just this once. I have a hot date on Saturday, and I’d like
to actually go.”
Masato chuckled, “You’re so hopeless, Kenji. Fine, I’ll see what I can do. Who
knows? Maybe I’ll have a hot date then, too.”, he nudged his friend’s arm in a
joking manner.
“Oh yeah, how are things going with your new boyfriend?”, Kenji said in a
teasing manner.
“They aren’t going at all.”
“What? What happened? What did you do?”
“You’re a little quick in making assumptions, don’t you think?”, Masato said, a
bit annoyed. “But, things just weren’t working out. I guess I was a bit too
bold about my approach.”
“You see? I told you, you need to take things slow. Not everyone likes the
direct approach.”
“I know, I know. But, it’s whatever. You win some, you lose some. It’s a shame
though.”
“Why’s that?”, Kenji asked as the two make their way out the door.
“Because he was actually kind of fun to play with.”, Masato said with a sly
smile. “Hey, don’t worry about Saturday. I’ll cover for you.”
“Alright, thanks. See you later.”
“See you.”
Masato waved goodbye to his friend and made his way to his car. Then, his phone
rings. He looks to see who it is and answers it.
“Hello?”
“Hey.”, it was Shota.
“Hey. I was just about to text you. I have to stop by my place before I come to
get my clothes.”
“You don’t have to stop by my house. I dropped off your clothes at your
apartment, since you don’t live that far away anyway.”
“Oh, alright. Thanks.”
“I…I also left you a…present, too…”, Shota shyly said.
“Uhh…alright. I guess I’ll see it when I get there. Thanks again.”
“You’re welcome. I hope you like it…”
“I’m sure I will. Goodbye, Shota.”
“Bye, Masato.”
He hangs up the phone and begins his drive home. It takes him about 30 to 45
minutes for Masato to get home. He gets to his apartment door, but he doesn’t
see his clothes anywhere. He looks around and notices his doormat was moved. He
lifts it up and sees that his spare key is missing. He hurriedly gets inside
his apartment, but notices that nothing seemed to be out of order.
He sees his clothes on the couch and notices a note on top of them. He picks it
up and looks at it.
“Your present is in your room. I hope you like it. -Shota.”
Masato looks over to his bedroom door and sees that it’s cracked open. He goes
over to it, and once he opens it, he was completely taken aback by what he saw
on his bed. Shota was laying there in nothing but his underwear, handcuffed to
the head of the bed.
He looked at Masato with dreamy eyes and said to him, “Welcome home, darling.”
***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota's "surprise" for Masato results in the two to have another
     encounter.
Masato just stood at the doorway of his bedroom, at a complete loss for words.
Shota just laid there, staring at him with longing eyes and a dreamy smile.
“What’s wrong? You don’t like your present?”
“Shota…how the hell did you…?”
“It was kind of hard to do, but I managed to pull it off. Impressive, huh?”,
Shota was all smiles just being around Masato.
Masato slowly started walking closer to the bed, “Okay. I guess I just have
this to ask: Why?”
“I wish I could answer that myself.”, Masato finally stands next to him, and
Shota just looked up to him with loving eyes, “But, why do we have to question
anything? We should just be glad to see each other.”
“You’re glad to see me?”, Masato bends down and gives Shota a kiss on his
forehead. “I thought you never wanted me to bother you again.”
“I thought so, too… But, I don’t want to think too much into it. I just want…”,
he became shy for a moment.
“You just want…what?”, he starts caressing the young boy’s body anywhere that
he could, “Tell me.”
“I want…I want you…”, Shota said in a dreamy whisper.
“Do you, now?”, his fingertips were gently making their way down his body,
causing Shota’s body to shiver in anticipation. “I guess you had a change of
heart about me, huh?”
Shota just nodded his head, biting his lips. Masato looked him up and down with
his lustful, icy blue eyes. Shota wiggled around a bit in excitement. Then,
Masato’s hand had finally reached Shota’s inner thighs, just inches above his
oncoming hard-on. He was lightly touching it, teasing Shota. He slowly started
taking off Shota’s underwear.
“Tell me, Shota…”, Masato said in a low, cool voice, “Why did it take you this
long to come to your senses about me?”
“I don’t know…”, he started to say as Masato climbs onto the bed at his feet,
taking his underwear completely off, “But, I’m sorry for being so stubborn
before.”
“It’s alright. I’m just glad you finally learned how to listen.”
Masato started caressing anywhere he could on Shota’s body, giving kisses on
his stomach and working his way up. Shota started moaning as Masato’s soft,
warm lips pressed against his skin. He got to Shota’s chest, and started
sucking on his nipple, similar to their first time together.
“I see you’re still sensitive here.”, Masato said, noticing Shota’s moans that
were particularly loud this time around. “So, if you’re still sensitive here,
then…”
He took a firm hold of Shota’s hard-on and started stroking it. Up and down, up
and down his hand went, and all Shota could do was endure it.
“Masato, can you…do it…faster…?”, Shota spoke through pants.
Masato’s usual friendly smile had finally turned into the sadistic one that
Shota had learned to love. He starts squeezing his hand, adding more pressure
as he was jerking Shota off. Finally, after letting Shota have all the fun,
Masato sits up and unfastens his pants and immediately takes out his dick. It
was already hard at this point, so without hesitation, he pries Shota’s mouth
open and shoves it down his throat. Masato stays still for a moment, but then
he starts feeling something happening.
“You like the way I taste?”
Shota took the liberty of sucking on Masato’s dick. All the teenager could do
was look up happily and make a sound of confirmation. Masato started moving his
hips back and forth, giving pleasured moans as he did. He grabbed Shota’s hair
and started moving his head for him. Then, he held it against his body, his
dick far down the young boy’s throat. He didn’t let go until Shota started
struggling to breathe.
“Okay, I think I’m ready to go.”, Masato said as he moved down the bed, just
itching to put himself inside of Shota.
“Masato?”, Shota quietly whispered.
“Yeah?”, he responded as he took his shirt off and threw it on the floor.
“Don’t hold back, okay?”, he looked deep into Masato’s lustful, icy blue eyes
with his dreamy light brown ones.
Masato just gave him a nod, licked his lips, and rammed his dick inside of
Shota without hesitation. Shota’s yell echoed throughout the room and his body
trembled. He turned his reddened face away from Masato so that he couldn’t see
his embarrassment.
Masato chuckled, “All I did was put it in and you came already? I guess you
still need work on your endurance.”, he started pulling in and out of him,
“But, it went in so easily this time…why’s that?”
He made Shota turn his face around, and he said, “I…I was…touching
myself…earlier…before you came home…”
“What were you thinking about…when you were touching yourself?”, Masato’s
movements became gradually faster with each passing moment.
“I was…thinking about you…”, Shota’s voice was light and quiet. He spoke as if
he were in a trance.
“What was I doing to you? Was I being gentle?”, Masato’s arousal was becoming
more and more evident.
“No…”
“Then…tell me. What was I doing to you?”, he took a firm grip on Shota’s hips,
pulling him down as he thrusted into him.
“You were…fucking me…hard…”
“Like this?”, Masato immediately started pounding his hips against Shota’s ass
a bit harder.
“Harder… Do it harder…”
He started putting more strength into his thrusts, causing Shota’s ass to start
turning red a bit. With each thrust, Shota let a moan, each one louder than the
last. Masato’s hand went up to his face, gently caressing his cheek and moved
its way down to his neck. Once it was there, he started choking him. Shota made
a small yelp of excitement when Masato did that. Then, Masato smacked him in
hard in the stomach.
“When my hands are there, you don’t make a sound. Do you understand?”
Shota nodded his head, obeying his lover. Then, Masato put both hands around
his neck and squeezed down hard, still fucking him without rest. Shota just had
face of pure ecstasy, trying to stifle his moans. Masato just kept pounding
away, his breathing becoming heavier by the second. As Masato’s hold on Shota’s
throat became tighter, the more the teenager started to feel faint. He was
getting close to passing out, but Masato was quick to notice.
“Hey, I’m not done with you…yet!”
He gave one strong thrust, causing Shota to regain some consciousness. He stood
still for a moment and let go of Shota’s neck, giving him time to breathe.
Masato pulled out of him and went to the nightstand. He picked up the key to
the handcuffs, and let Shota free. But, he immediately turned the boy on his
stomach, put his hands behind his back, and put the handcuffs back on his
wrists.
“What are you doing?”, Shota quietly asked.
Then, he feels the impact of leather hard on his back. Masato took the belt off
of his pants to add to their activities for tonight.
“You don’t speak unless I tell you to. Do you understand?”
Shota nods once more, but suddenly screams in pain once Masato hit him with the
belt again. His body was trembling in severe pain, but it was a pain that he
was learning to love. Seeing the enjoyment in Shota’s face, Masato just kept
hitting him harder and harder. Once Shota’s back was reddened enough, he put
the belt down and got back on the bed.
“Arch your back.”
Shota did as he was told without hesitation. Then, Masato made Shota lick two
of his fingers and then slid them inside of Shota. He started fingering him
slowly at first, but then he gradually picked up the pace, causing Shota to
squirm a bit. After a few moments, Shota started whimpering and his body
quivered.
“You came again? I’m impressed.”, Masato took his other and started stroking
Shota’s dick, still dripping with cum. “Let’s see how much longer you can go…”,
he spoke in between kissing the nape of his neck, “…before I completely break
you.”
He took his fingers out of Shota and quickly put his dick back in its rightful
place. He took his cum covered hand and shoved three fingers into Shota’s
mouth, making him lick them clean. He sat up, bringing Shota up along with him.
Masato wrapped one arm around Shota’s waist while the other grabbed his hair,
pulling his head back. He gave Shota a gentle kiss on his forehead and looked
at him lovingly.
Then, Masato whispered, “I know I’ve said this before, but I want to tell you
again…”, he lets go of Shota’s hair and holds him closer, “From now on, you’re
mine. Do you understand?”
“I’m yours…I’m yours…”, Shota whispered in a dreamy tone.
They were both reaching their limits, so Masato took the liberty of ending
things.
Then Shota asked, “Can you…do what you did…the first time?”
He tilted his head to expose the other side of his neck; the side that didn’t
have the bitemark. Masato gave him a kiss before sinking his teeth into his
neck. As Masato’s thrust were getting harder and faster, the inside of Shota
was tightening, causing an unbelievable sensation for Masato. The closer the
two got to their limits, the harder Masato bit down, similar to their first
time together. Finally, both let out a loud moan as they reached their climax.
They were still for moment or two, and then Masato slowly pulled out of Shota.
The young boy collapses on the bed. Masato lets him out of his handcuffs and
lays down beside him, running his fingers through his hair.
Shota held him as tightly as he could and just came out and asked, “Do you love
me…?”
Masato, taken aback by his sudden boldness, responds with, “What kind of
question is that?”
“Just answer me…please”, he started to shed tears a bit. All he could think
about was being with Masato, and he didn’t want this chance to end up like the
last one.
Then, with a gentle kiss on his forehead, Masato whispered, “Of course, I love
you, Shota.”
“You won’t leave me, right?”
“I’m not going anywhere. And neither are you.”, Shota looked up at him with
teary eyes, “You’re mine now. And I intend on keeping things that way. Okay?”
All Shota could do was smile and eagerly nod, “Okay.”
“Alright. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”
He gets up, fastens his pants, and carries Shota to the bathroom to help him
freshen up.
***** Chapter 12 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota and Masato relax after spending some intimate time together,
     only to be interrupted by a phone call.
It was around 10:00pm that night, and Shota and Masato were cuddled up on the
couch, watching a movie. In between scenes, Masato would give Shota a kiss on
the cheek, causing the teenager to become a bit flustered each time.
“What’s with you? I never knew you could be so shy like this.”, Masato said,
chuckling at his boyfriend’s happy demeanor.
“I’m not being shy or anything, it’s just…I don’t know.”, Shota couldn’t hide
his joy. He was just glad to be with someone who wanted him. Then, he sat quiet
for a moment, looking as if he was thinking about something.
“Is something the matter?”
“I’ve been meaning to ask…remember when you told me that I was your type? What
exactly did you mean by that?”
“Well… I’ve been told that I know how to read people very well. I guess I’m
just that observant. When I saw your picture on that website, you just seem
like the type of person that likes to please everyone. Someone who’s willing to
do anything and everything to make someone happy. Feel free to tell me if I’m
wrong.”
“It’s that obvious, huh?”
Shota was well aware of that aspect of him. He wasn’t particularly proud of it;
it was kind of the reason he didn’t necessarily refuse the offer when Ryuji
made the profile for him in the first place. He didn’t want to hurt Ryuji’s
feelings if he had denied him the chance of helping out his best friend.
“Well anyway, I was kind of curious to see how far you’d go to please someone.
And I’m glad you’re willing to do whatever it takes to make me happy.”, he
gives Shota a kiss on the lips. “Aren’t you glad you gave me another chance?”
“Yeah, I am.”, Shota just had the hugest smile on his face. “But, I have to ask
you something else.”
“What is it?”
“Am…am I the first person…you’ve done…this with?”
Masato gave a chuckle, “Would you believe me if I said it wasn’t?”
Shota gave a shocked look, “What?”
“Crazy, right? But I can tell you with the utmost certainty…there are some
people who are actually into things like that.”
“You mean…there are people who enjoy this?”, Shota couldn’t wrap his mind
around this seemingly absurd concept. “But, you’re hurting people! Who would
ever enjoy that?!”
“You’d be surprised, Shota. And trust me, there are just as many people who
love dishing out the pain as well. And besides, you have no right to judge
anymore, remember?”
Shota blushed a little, “I guess not…”
Masato laughs, “I told you that you’d get used to it. It was only a matter of
time.”
“Yeah, but I thought you were going to kill me the first time!”, Shota said in
a bitter tone, “Great way to ease me into things…”
“I guess I should’ve taken things a bit slower, huh?”, he gives Shota another
kiss, “Trust me, I know what I’m doing well enough to keep you alive by the
time it’s over. Believe it or not, there’s a technique when it comes to this
sort of stuff.”
“Really? That’s kind of interesting.”
“I guess.”, Masato just looked at him with his usual warm eyes, “Can I have a
kiss?”, Shota gives him a kiss on the cheek, “Good boy.”
Then all of a sudden, someone’s phone rings. Masato checks his phone, but
realizes it wasn’t his. Then, Shota got up to go get his phone from the
bedroom. He makes it in time to see that it was his mother calling.
“Shit.”, Shota says under his breath. “Hello?”
“Shota! Thank goodness you’re alright! Where are you?”
“Mom, calm down. I’m alright.”
“Don’t tell me to calm down! Your father got a call from telling him that you
haven’t gone to school today and we come home to find you not here!”
“Mom, it’s alright. I…went to Ryuji’s house.”
“We just called his parents and they told us you weren’t there.”
“Are you fucking serious?”, Shota was running out of ideas to tell his mother.
Then, Masato comes in the room.
“Here’s your check, sir. You can pay on the way out.”, he said it loud enough
for Shota’s mother to hear.
“Are you at a restaurant?”
“Yeah…I am.”, he mouthed the words “thank you” to Masato, who gave him a nod.
“I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you freaking out about me being out so late.”
“Well, you should’ve said that instead of lying to me. Do you need us to come
get you?”
“No, I’ll take the metro back home. I’ll be there soon.”
“Alright. Hurry back, and be safe.”
“I will. I’ll see you soon, mom.”, he hangs up the phone and rushes to get his
clothes on. Masato stood at the doorway, watching him.
“Do you actually want to go get something to eat before you go home?”
“I just told my mom I’d be on my way home.”
“Yeah, by metro. You only live 10 minutes from here. It would be a bit more
believable if we went to go grab a bite to eat and then I’d take you back
home.”
Shota stopped for a moment to think about that, “I guess you’re right. Where do
you want to go?”
“There’s a diner not that far from here. We can go there.”
“Alright. I guess that’s where we’re going.”
As soon as Shota was dressed, the two put on their shoes and they were out the
door.
 
It took about 40 minutes for the two to get something to eat and to drive back
to Shota’s house. Masato parks his car near the house instead of directly in
front of it.
“Well, there you go.”, Masato said. He gave Shota a kiss on his forehead,
expecting him to get out of the car, but he wasn’t moving. “What’s the matter?”
“I didn’t want to come home tonight…”, he sadly said.
Masato placed his hand on Shota’s head and ruffled his hair, “Maybe you can
come spend the night at my house this weekend. How’s that sound?”
“Really?”, he looked at Masato with puppy dog eyes.
“Yes, really. Now, go on before your parents send a search party.”
“Can you walk me to the door?”
“You sure you want me to do that? What if your parents—”
“I don’t care anymore! I don’t want to leave you!”, Shota said with a tearful
voice. The pain in his eyes was becoming evident to Masato.
“It’s alright. I’ll walk you to the door. Come on.”
Masato gets out of the car first, walks over to the passenger side and lets
Shota out. He held out his arm and Shota held it without hesitation.
“What am I going to do with you?”, Masato asked him in a loving tone.
Shota just giggled as the two walked to the door. Once they got on the
doorstep, the two just stood there, looking at each other. Then, Shota hugged
Masato as tightly as he could.
“Promise me we’ll see each other soon.”
“I promise, Shota.”, he held Shota’s chin so that their gazes met. “Give me a
kiss.”
Shota kissed him without question. Afterwards, he whispered, “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Before he could go in for another kiss, there was a sound by the door. Masato
gives him a quick kiss on the forehead and ran back to his car. He manages to
get inside before the door opened.
“Oh, my God, Shota! Are you alright?!”, his mother frantically asking as she
pulled her son close to her.
“Mom, I’m fine! Calm down!”
“Get in the house, right now!”
He looks over at Masato before he went inside. He waves at Shota, and he gives
him a smile in return. Once Shota goes inside the house, Masato makes his way
back home.
***** Chapter 13 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota and his father have a discussion about Shota's strange
     behavior. Afterwards, he and Ryuji have a chat of their own after
     school.
It was Wednesday morning, and Shota was getting dropped off at school. His
father had decided to come into work late so that he could personally take
Shota to school. Given the past few days of his new, concerning behavior, his
parents thought this could be a precaution to take. Both were silent during the
ride there, but when they were coming close to the school, Shota’s father was
the one to break the silence.
“Now, Shota…I just want you to know that the only reason I’m doing this is to
make sure that you stay safe. It seems as though every day, something happens
to you, and you don’t say anything to us about it.”, his son just gave him a
look from the corner of his eye, not saying a word. “Shota, things won’t be
resolved if you just sit there and not say anything. How do you expect your
mother and I to help you—”
“I don’t need your help. There’s nothing going on with me that you need to be
worried about.”, Shota said in a cold, distant voice.
“Damn it, Shota. Why do you insist on blatantly lying to us like this?!”, his
father had enough of Shota’s lack of care for the situation. “You leave the
house without letting us know, you come home looking like hell every time you
go out; something is clearly going on, and we’re not going to tolerate any more
of your stubbornness about it!”
They had arrived at the school, but just sat there, looking angrily at each
other. Finally, Shota was the first to say something.
“What goes on in my life has nothing to do with you or anyone else, so back
off!”
He gets out of the car, slamming the door behind him, and rushes into the
school. He heads straight for the bathroom and goes into one of the stalls. He
just sinks to the floor, crying his eyes out. As he sat there, he saw someone
come in. They stood there for a moment, facing the stall he was in.
“Shota? Are you alright?”, it was Ryuji.
“No…I’m not…”, he gets up and comes out of the stall.
He was shocked to see his neck more bandaged up than before, “What happened to
you?”
“Don’t worry about it.”, Shota responded, wiping his eyes.
“You’ve been saying that a lot lately. The more you say something, it starts
losing its meaning.”, Ryuji said, passing him a paper towel.
“I know…but seriously. It’s nothing you need to worry about.”
“You would tell me if it was, right?”, Ryuji asked in a concerned voice.
“Of course, I would.”
“If you say so.”, there was a brief pause. “Hey…I just moved into my new house
yesterday. Want to come over after school?”, he placed a hand on Shota’s
shoulder for comfort.
Shota started tearing up again, “Sure…I’d like that.”
“Awesome. Hey, do you have the assignments from yesterday? I wasn’t here.”,
Ryuji asked as the two boys walked out of the bathroom and to their class.
“I was about to ask you the same thing. I wasn’t here either.”
They just looked at each other and laughed. They got to their class and
continued on with the rest of their day.
  
It was after school, and the two boys arrived at Ryuji’s new house. There were
still boxes around the place, but most of the stuff was out of them. They go to
the living room and sit on the couch. Ryuji pulled out a deck of cards since
the television wasn’t set up yet.
“So, how are things with you and Chiaki?”, Shota asked.
“They’re fine.”, Ryuji said as he started shuffling the cards, “She called me
yesterday asking about you.”
“Really? What for?”
“I don’t know. She was really worried about you. You’ve been worrying a lot of
people lately, you know.”
“Yeah, I know…”, he just looked at the floor, unsure of what else to say.
“Look, Shota…”, Ryuji said in a serious tone, “I know I haven’t been acting
like a best friend, but that doesn’t change the fact that we are best friends.
You can literally tell me anything. I just want to make sure you’re alright.”
“I know…I’m sorry…”, Shota started tearing up. Ryuji got up and sat next to
him, holding him for comfort.
“It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not! For the past few days, all I’ve been doing is keeping secrets
and worrying everyone around me! I don’t want to keep things from you, but…I’m
just afraid that…”
“If you’re afraid of me judging you or anything, you know you have nothing to
worry about. It’s not like you to keep secrets from me, of all people, so it
must be serious. Shota, it’s going to be okay. Just take a deep breath and try
to relax. Take your time.”
Shota started taking deep breaths the best that he could. After a few moments,
he eventually calmed down a bit. Then, he looked Ryuji dead in the eyes and
started to speak.
“I lied about meeting the girl on the dating website.”
“What? Why?”
“Because I didn’t want you to know the whole truth. There was never a girl
involved at all…but there was a guy…”
Ryuji just stared at his best friend in a bit of shock, “I didn’t know
you…rolled that way.”
“Trust me, I didn’t either until I met him.”
“But, wait…”, Ryuji interjected, “How the hell did you get all those bruises
and stuff?”
Shota started to cry again, afraid to even mention what happened the first time
he and Masato met. But, judging by the way Shota reacted to the question, Ryuji
put the pieces together.
“Shota…I…I’m so sorry… Why didn’t you report him?”
“I don’t know, but…you’re going to hate me for even saying it…”
“What are you talking about? I mean, it’s not too late to call the police.”
“I’m not going to report him.”
“What?!”, Ryuji was stunned by his statement, “Why not?”
“Because…”
“Wait a minute…is he the guy that followed you into the bathroom on Sunday?”
Shota nodded his head, “Ryuji, listen to me…”
“So, it happened twice?! Shota, you have to report him right now!”
“I can’t!”, Shota yelled in frustration.
“Why the hell not?!”
“Because I love him!”
The room had fallen silent. Ryuji just looked at Shota in disbelief of what he
just said.
“You can’t be serious…”
“I am. Look, I know what he did was wrong. And you’re right, I should’ve said
something to someone, but…”, he couldn’t look Ryuji in the eyes, “You don’t
know him like I do…he only did all of that because he was trying to win me
over. He did it to show how much he loved me.”
“No one does this to someone they love, Shota!”, Ryuji was getting upset by
Shota’s seemingly twisted judgement. “That’s not love at all, and you need to
get away from that guy ASAP.”
“I’m not leaving him!”, Shota’s voice had a mix of anger and adamancy. “I’ve
already screwed things up with Chiaki, and I’m not letting another chance like
this slip by either!”
“This is crazy, Shota! The only reason you screwed things up with Chiaki was
because you didn’t have the guts to actually talk to the damn girl! You
couldn’t get the girl of your dreams so you go be with the guy from Hell?! How
does that make any sense?”
“Do you know how devastated I was to learn that only after a week of trying to
get over her, my best friend asks her out?! You knew how much I liked her, but
you just went ahead and threw salt on the fucking wound! I felt betrayed, I
felt like I had no one because apparently, I can’t even rely on my best friend
to be there for me when I needed him the most…”, he looked at Ryuji with anger
in his teary eyes, “When I’m with Masato, I don’t feel so lonely. Sure, his
execution could’ve been better, but I know he loves me. I know he’ll never stab
me in the back and leave me like you did.”
“I never stabbed you in the back, Shota.”, Ryuji’s anger started to match
Shota’s. “For your information, she came onto me! To be honest, I could’ve said
no. Hell, I was planning on helping you out; try to bring you two together.
But, I didn’t know it was going to be that much of an issue for you. The reason
I said yes to her was because I thought you got over her. If I had known you
still had feelings for her—”
“What would you have done, Ryuji? Would you have asked me? Would you have tried
to get us together then?”
Ryuji just sat there in silence. But, his silence was all Shota needed. He got
up and started to leave.
“Where are you going?”
“To be with someone who I know would never screw with me as much as you have.”
“Shota, wait!”
By the time Ryuji got up to stop him, Shota was already out the door. He walked
away from the house as fast as he could, going in the direction back to his
place. However, he took a moment to pause. He pulled out his phone and called
the only person who would help him feel better.
“Hello?”
“Hey…”
“Hey. What’s wrong?”
“Can I stay at your place tonight?”
“Uhh…sure. I’m at work right now though. Should I come and get you later?”
“No, I still have your spare key. I’ll just wait for you there.”
“Alright. Are you okay? Did something happen?”
“I’ll tell you when you come home. I’ll see you later.”
“Alright, I’ll see you soon.”
Shota hangs up the phone and makes his way to Masato’s apartment.
***** Chapter 14 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota stops by his house to pick up some of his belongings to take
     with him to Masato's apartment, but hits a snag in his plan.
     Afterwards, he eventually gets to Masato's place and the two spend
     some time together.
Chapter Notes
     Hello there! I've finally planned out how the rest of the story is
     going to go down, so I'm going to be working on getting this story
     done soon. But, for now, happy reading!
Shota eventually caught a taxi and went back to his house before going over to
Masato’s apartment. He went upstairs to his room and started packing a bag. He
put dumped out his textbooks from his backpack and stuffed some clothes into
it. He puts his laptop, toothbrush, deodorant; everything he thought he needed,
he put in his backpack. Whatever didn’t fit went into another bag. After
packing his stuff, he goes back downstairs and makes his way out the door. But,
he was immediately stopped after hearing Cocoa meow in the living room.
He stood there for a moment, but then started walking towards the cat, “Come
here, Cocoa. You’re coming with me.”
The brown tabby cat walked over to his owner and leapt into his arms. Shota
walked into the kitchen, emptied the food and water bowl, and put them into his
extra bag. He realized that he couldn’t fit the cat food into the bag, so he
decided to just leave it there. Once he had himself together, he picks his cat
back up and makes his way out the door. But, once he opened the door, his
mother was on the other side.
“Shota? What are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same thing.”
“I left work early because Cocoa needs to go to the vet for a check-up. Now,
why are you here? Shouldn’t you be at school?”
Shota didn’t have an answer for her, and didn’t feel like making one up. “I’m
going somewhere for a while.”
He tried to walk by her, but she stood in his way, “No, you’re not. Shota, your
father called me earlier and told me about your conversation this morning.”
“And I’ll tell you the same thing I told him; it’s none of your business, so
get off my case.”, he pushes her out of the way and made his way out of the
door.
“Shota, you get back here right now.”, Shota ignored his mother and just kept
walking. “Shota. Shota!”
He just kept walking away, paying no attention to his mother. She started
walking after him.
“Shota, this is ridiculous. You’re not going anywhere, now come back here.”
She grabs his arm, trying to bring him back with her, but when she did, Shota
shoved her away, causing her to fall on the ground. He just looked down at her
with anger in his eyes.
“I’m only going to say this one time; leave me alone!”
Without saying anything else, he turned and walked away, heading to Masato’s
apartment.
 
A few hours pass, and Masato finally arrives home from work. He walks into the
living room and is immediately welcomed by Shota jumping into his arms.
“Welcome home, darling!”, he kisses Masato on the cheek.
“Thank you.”, he carries him back to the living room but then stops dead in his
tracks. “Whose cat?”
“Oh, that’s Cocoa. He’s my cat.”, he got down from his arms and walks over to
pick up the cat. “Well, I guess he’s our cat now.”
“That’s nice.”, Masato gently pets the cat and gives Shota a kiss on the
forehead. “So, you want to tell me what happened today?”
“I could, but I don’t want to ruin my mood right now.”, he puts down the cat
and immediately wrapped his arms around Masato. “I just want to forget about
this whole day.”, he kisses Masato on the lips again.
“You sure you don’t want to talk about anything?”, Masato asked, practically
prying his boyfriend off of him. “Come on, tell me what happened today.”
Masato sat on the couch and Shota sat on his lap, facing him. He wrapped his
arms around Masato, wasting no time to get his hands on him.
“Everyone in my life is pissing me off.”, he said in a childish voice.
“Aww, what’s the matter?”, Masato responded with a bit of a childish tone
himself.
“Well, my parents have been down my neck since last Saturday, and I got into an
argument with Ryuji earlier.”
“Wait, who’s Ryuji?”, Masato held Shota’s chin to make their gazes meet.
“He’s my friend. I went over to his house after school, but I left after the
argument.”
“Oh, alright. Well, it sucks that you had such a shitty day today. Hopefully
tomorrow will be better.”
“I don’t even want to go to school tomorrow. I just want to stay home with
you.”, Shota held him close and Masato gave him a kiss on the cheek.
“Well, luckily for you, I have tomorrow off. What do you want to do?”
“Just as long as I’m with you, I don’t really care.”
“Alright, then. I’ll think of something to do. So…what do you want to do right
now?”, Masato placed his hands on Shota’s lower back and started caressing his
backside, biting his lips.
“Whatever you want to do, darling.”
“Smart thinking.”
He got up and carried Shota to the bedroom. Once they got there, Masato
practically threw Shota onto the bed. He immediately climbed on top of him and
the two started making out. Then, Shota pushed Masato onto the bed and climbed
on top of him. It was like Shota was getting into it more than Masato was.
Then, Shota abruptly stops for a moment.
“Wait… I want to ask you something.”
“What is it?”, Masato asked, kissing Shota’s neck.
“Can…can we do things…differently?”
Masato stops kissing him and looks at him, kind of confused, “Different how?”
“Well…”, Shota started to blush, “I want you to be more…gentle…with me, you
know?”
“Gentle?”, it was as if that word was nowhere in his vocabulary.
“Yeah. I don’t want it to hurt this time. Just this once…please…”
Noticing how badly he wanted this, Masato gave in and continued kissing him.
“Fine, we’ll do things your way.”
“Thank you, darling.”
They began kissing each other on the lips once again, this time going at a bit
of a slower pace. They were letting the heat rise in the room, relishing every
moment that went by. Slowly, but surely, they both took off their shirts and
continued kissing. Then, Shota pushed Masato on his back and got on top of him,
just to move down his legs. He started to unfasten Masato’s pants, and once he
did, he stuck his hand inside and pulled out his dick. Without hesitation, he
put it directly into his mouth and began sucking on it. Masato started moaning
a bit. He placed his hand on top of Shota’s head and ran his fingers through
his hair. Then, he pushed down on it, making his dick go down Shota’s throat
even deeper.
“You’re so good, Shota…”, Masato said in a low, sensual voice before letting
out a loud moan of arousal.
Finally, Shota stopped what he was doing, stood up, and took his pants off. He
then laid on the bed. Masato had gotten on top of him and was prepared to kiss
him. But, Shota put his hand over his mouth, stopping him.
“What are you doing?”, Masato asked, confused.
Shota blushed, “I…I want you to do that to me now…”
“What? You’re kidding.”, Masato couldn’t help but to laugh at his boyfriend’s
request.
“No, I’m not. You said we’d do things my way, and this is what I want… Just
this once…please…”, he had put on a pouty face and spoke with a childlike
voice.
“I can’t believe you…”
Masato rolled his eyes and decided to give into Shota’s request. He moved down
to his lower body and slowly started licking it. Shota immediately started
wiggling around a bit, making little whines while doing so.
“Jeez, you’re so sensitive, Shota.”, Masato said with a chuckle.
He kept licking Shota’s dick until he eventually put it in his mouth and
started sucking on it. Shota kept wiggling around, unable to keep his composure
from the pleasure he was feeling. Suddenly, while Masato was sucking him off,
he put more attention on the tip, causing Shota to become even more flustered.
Then, Masato started to gently biting the tip. It was until then that Shota had
lost all sense of mind and immediately came inside of Masato’s mouth. When he
was done, Masato took Shota out of his mouth and just looked down.
“Masato…I-I’m…I didn’t mean to…”, Shota couldn’t have been any more
embarrassed.
Then, Masato looked at him with lustful eyes, licked his lips and said, “Who
knew you tasted so good?”
Shota hid his reddened face in his hands. Masato started taking off his pants.
Once he did, he got back on the bed and spread Shota’s legs apart. He crawled
closer to him and started rubbing his dick against his eager, twitching hole.
“Can I put in now?”
“Already?”, Shota lowered his hands a bit to look up at him.
“I can’t have you calling all the shots now, can I? Just relax for me,
alright?”
Shota nodded his head, giving him the OK for Masato to proceed. Finally, Masato
started to put his dick inside of him as slowly as he could so that he didn’t
hurt Shota as much. He stopped midway and started pulling himself in and out
slowly.
“You want it like this?”
“Yeah…just like that…”
Masato kept moving his hips in that fashion for a bit longer. Shota still had
his hands partially covering his face. His embarrassment had faded, but he was
mainly covering his face so that he could hide the expression he was making.
Masato, noticing what he was doing, removed his hands, showing Shota’s dreamy
eyes and lewd smile. Just looking at Shota’s face turned him on more than he
was already. Without even thinking, Masato started moving a bit faster, going
in a bit deeper in the process.
“Masato…slow down…”
“No can do, babe.”, Masato kept moving, picking up speed with each passing
moment. “Does it hurt?”
“No, but…”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No…”, realizing that Masato was going to do things his way from now on, he
just accepted it and gave him a kiss. “You’re such an ass sometimes, you know
that?”
Masato stuck out his tongue like a child and continued fucking him. After a few
more minutes, the two change positions. The both laid on their sides; Masato
laying behind Shota. Then, Masato put himself back inside of Shota, and started
fucking him once more. Both were moaning and panting, completely letting the
tension of the moment take over. Masato took one hand, placed it on Shota’s
dick, and started jerking him off as he fucked him. While he did that, he
started kissing the nape of Shota’s neck. Shota’s moans grew louder and louder
as he started calling out Masato’s name over and over.
“Damn…you’re so fucking tight, babe. It feels so good.”, Masato whispered in
Shota’s ear.
“You feel good, too…”
Then, Shota’s body started tensing up, and Masato noticed. “Are you going to
cum?”
“Yeah…”
“Says who?”, he suddenly pulls himself out of Shota and laid down on his back.
“What are you doing?”
“Get on top of me.”, Shota did just that. Masato grabbed his dick and started
teasing Shota once more, “You don’t get to cum until I tell you to. Do you
understand?”
Shota nodded his head. After a few more moments of foreplay, Masato started
putting himself inside of Shota, but only stopping a bit after the tip. He
would quickly pull out, but slowly put it back inside. Shota started whining
out of impatience.
“What are you waiting for?! I can’t take it anymore!”
“Not another word.”, Masato said sternly.
Shota could do nothing but obey. He covered his mouth so that he could prevent
himself from saying anything else. Masato teased him a bit more, and finally,
he put the whole thing inside of him. Shota sat still on it for a moment. He
gave Masato a look, basically asking him if he could start moving. He gave him
a nod and Shota began moving his hips slowly. The pleasure he was feeling was
becoming more and more unbearable by the second. He wanted to cum so badly, but
he had to resist the urge.
Masato took Shota’s dick into one of his hands and started stroking it a bit.
“You’re already leaking this much. You must be close.”, he started stroking it
harder. “It must be driving you crazy that you can’t cum yet.”
Shota frantically nodded his head in agreement. He couldn’t keep quiet anymore
and started letting out whimpers. But, determined to listen to his boyfriends
orders, he bit down on his lip as hard as he could, unintentionally drawing
blood in the process. His movements became more vigorous, and his desperation
to cum became more apparent. Then, Masato pulled him in close and held him by
the waist.
Finally, Masato whispers into Shota’s ear and asks, “You want to cum, don’t
you?”, Shota nodded his head as hard as he could, “Alright. You’ve been good.
Go on.”
Without hesitation, Shota started moving his hips crazily, and finally, he
came. He came all over Masato’s stomach and on his own since he was laying on
top of him. Shortly after, Masato came deep inside of Shota. Holding him down
by the waist as he thrusted deep into him. In the aftermath of their climax,
they just laid there; bodies trembling both men panting, trying to catch their
breath.
“Thank you…”, Shota said quietly and dreamily said.
“You’re welcome.”, he gives him a kiss on his forehead and wiped his bleeding
lip. “You should probably go clean that up.”
“I will in a minute.”
He continued to lay there, cherishing being embraced by Masato. He held Shota
for a bit longer, taking in the intimacy of the moment.
***** Chapter 15 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota and Masato go on their first official date as a couple. Things
     were going well until Shota sees an unexpected face.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
It was the afternoon the next, and Masato decided to surprise Shota by taking
him out on a date. It was the first official date that the two had been on, so
it meant a lot for their relationship. The two had went to the movie theater at
the mall, and the two were now walking around, window shopping for the most
part. Shota was snuggled up close to Masato, holding his hand, enjoying every
moment that the two were together.
“Hey, you hungry?”, Masato asked as they got to the food court.
“A little bit. What do you want?”
“I don’t know. You choose.”
“Don’t start this.”, Shota said in an annoyed tone.
Masato couldn’t help but to laugh, “Alright, alright. Go find us a seat; I’ll
get us some pizza.”
“Okay.”
Shota finds them a table while Masato went to go get the food. Shota sat there,
staring at his boyfriend from behind, grinning from ear to ear. He pulled out
his phone to check the time, and of course, there were many calls and texts
from his parents. He got rid of the notifications and continued on with his
day. He no longer cared about his parents’ concerns, or anyone else’s for that
matter. Not like anyone else actually tried reaching out to him. After the
argument with Ryuji, the two friends haven’t spoken since then.
“I got you plain cheese because I didn’t know what else to get you.”, Masato
said as he came back with the food.
“That’s fine.”, Shota moved his chair closer to Masato as he sat down.
“So, tomorrow, I have to go into work a bit earlier than I thought I had
because one of my coworkers called in sick at the last minute.”
“Does that mean you have to stay later?”
“I’m not sure, but I’ll let you know. Are you going to go to school tomorrow?”
“Probably not.”
“And why’s that?”
“Because I don’t want to.”, he said with a bit of adamancy in his voice. “I’d
rather not talk about that right now; I’d like to finish my food.”
“Alright, alright. Then, what are you going to do all day tomorrow?”
“I honestly might go back to my parents’ house and get some more of my stuff.”
“You’re going over there by yourself?”
“Nobody’s going to be home when I go over there. Well, nobody should be home
when I go over there.”
“I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that idea.”
“Why not? Nothing’s going to happen.”
“You don’t know that. Look, I’m okay with you wanting to move in with me, but I
want you to wait until I can go over there with you to get your stuff.”
“But—”
“You act like this is a suggestion.”, Masato’s friendly demeanor immediately
went to a demanding one.
Shota just sat there, not saying another word about it. Masato took a napkin,
wiped his hands, and ruffled Shota’s hair a bit. He pulled him out of his seat
and onto his lap.
“Hey, don’t be like that, alright? I just don’t want you getting into trouble
or anything. Do you understand where I’m coming from?”
“Yeah…”, Shota said quietly.
“What’s with you? You want to go over there and deal with your parents’
bullshit? Fine, be my guest. Don’t say I didn’t try to help.”, he said in a bit
of annoyed tone.
“No! I won’t go over there. I promise.”, Shota snuggled up closer to him,
noticing his tone of voice.
“Good boy. Are you done with your food?”
“Yeah.”, he picks up both of their plates, throws them away, and heads back to
Masato.
“Hey, maybe we can stop at one of these stores and I can get you something.
Sound like a plan?”
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
The two leave the food court and walk around some more. They go to a toy store
and Masato buys Shota a teddy bear. They leave the store, and walk around some
more. Finally, they sit near the fountain in the middle of the mall.
“Thank you for buying this for me.”, Shota said as he hugged his new teddy
bear.
“God, you’re such a child.”, he gives Shota a kiss on the top of his head. “You
ready to go home?”
“Yeah, I guess. I had fun today.”
He gave Masato a kiss on his lips. The two didn’t really care if anyone was
looking at them. They continued their kiss as if it were just the two of them
in the entire mall.
“Now I really want to go home.”, Masato said in a low whisper.
He started kissing Shota even more passionately, and Shota just sat there,
enjoying every moment of it. However, that moment of joy quickly turned into
one of horror. He opened his eyes for a quick moment and sees Chiaki standing
nearby with some of her friends, looking in their direction. Shota quickly
pushes Masato off and immediately gets up.
“What’s wrong?”, Masato asked.
“We need to leave.”, he picks up his teddy bear, grabs Masato’s hand, and
starts walking away.
“Alright, alright. Slow down, Shota.”
Masato pulled his hand away from Shota and started walking on his own volition.
He catches up with Shota and walked next to him. Shota takes one last look
behind him and sees that Chiaki was still staring at him and Masato. Without
wasting another moment, he walks even faster, causing Masato to rush behind
him.
Chapter End Notes
     Hey there! I know this chapter is kind of short, but I'm currently
     working on chapter 16. It will probably be posted either later
     tonight, if not most definitely tomorrow. There are only 3 more
     chapters left of this story to write, so I hope you're enjoying the
     story so far. Feel free to let me know what you think of it. Happy
     reading! (^-^)
***** Chapter 16 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota invites Chiaki over to discuss about what happened at the mall
     yesterday, and it eventually leads to something more than just a
     conversation.
It was nearing 5:30 in the evening the next day, and Shota had been home alone
for most of the day while Masato was at work. He had called earlier to let him
know that he wasn’t going to be home until late. That itself was fine, but
Shota was still a bit nervous, albeit for a completely different reason. He was
still a bit shaken by Chiaki spotting the two on their date yesterday.
“Fuck…what the hell am I going to do? What if she tells someone? What if she
tells my parents?!”
Shota spent most of his time at home pacing around, for the most part. He was
unsure to just let it go or if he should talk to Chiaki. Then, as if he jinxed
himself, his phone rings. It was Chiaki.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Shota…”
“Hey… What’s up?”
“I…umm…I need to talk to you…”
“Okay. What is it?”
“Umm…yesterday…at the mall…”
It really couldn’t be helped at this point. Shota gave a sigh and said, “Look,
Chiaki, I’m going to text you an address, okay? I need you to get over here as
soon as you can. And don’t tell anyone about it, alright?”
“Oh, okay… I’ll be right there.”
“Okay.”
He hangs up the phone and texts her the address. After waiting for about an
hour, there was a knock on the door. Shota rushes over to it and opens it. He
steps to the side and lets Chiaki in. She takes a look around the unfamiliar
apartment and takes a seat as Shota leads her to the living room.
“Whose place is this?”, she asked.
“Don’t worry about it. So…what is it that you wanted to talk about?”, he asked
nervously.
“Oh…umm…I just…wanted to know…if it was actually you that I saw…”
“You’re not sure?”, Shota was starting to feel a bit relieved, but he didn’t
want to get his hopes up just yet.
“No, not really. I thought it was you for a moment, but then I started doubting
it when I saw that person kissing that man. I don’t know, maybe I was just
seeing things. Were you even at the mall yesterday?”
“Uhh…no, I wasn’t, actually. I was here all day yesterday.”, he finally let
himself relax a little after that close shave.
“Oh, okay. Then, I guess I was imagining things.”, there was a pause, “So, how
have you been?”
“I’ve been fine. How about you?”
“I guess I’ve been fine.”, she sounded a bit down.
“What’s the matter?”
“Ryuji and I haven’t been talking lately.”
“What? Why not?”
“I don’t know. He told me about you two getting into an argument, and the next
thing I know, he doesn’t want to do much of anything with me. Did you guys
argue about me?”, she started to tear up a bit.
“No, the argument wasn’t about you. I promise.”, he held her in an attempt to
try and console her.
“Are you mad at me?”, she suddenly asked.
“What? Why would I be mad at you?”
“Because…I’m dating Ryuji…”
Shota was a bit shocked that she would be bringing this up, “I’m not mad at
you, Chiaki. I told you guys that I was happy for the both of you.”
“Yeah, but…I don’t even want to be with him…”
Shota was completely taken aback by her confession, “What do you mean? If you
didn’t want to be with him, then why did you agree to date him?”
“Because I thought you didn’t like me…”
“What…?”
She sat up and looked him in the eyes, “At the beginning of the school year, we
would always talk to one another, even if the conversations didn’t really last
long, or mean much at all. I…I kind of thought that maybe…you liked me…”
“She knew?!”, Shota didn’t know how to react to any of this.
“I mean…just the way you would talk to me, and you being so nice to me… I
thought it was nice…but…maybe I was wrong… You slowly stopped talking to me,
and then you started avoiding me altogether… I wanted to ask you, but…”, she
sheds even more tears.
Understanding her pain, Shota wiped up her tears, “To be honest, Chiaki…I did
like you…a lot. I stopped talking to you because I wasn’t sure if you felt the
same way about me, and I guess I just got scared. I didn’t want to make things
awkward between us.”
“I guess that makes two of us, huh?”, she gives a shy chuckle. “Do you still
feel that way about me?”, she asks as she inches closer to Shota.
“Umm…I…I’m not sure…”, he immediately became nervous. He didn’t know what to
expect from this situation.
“Well…maybe…we can figure it out…together…”
She places her hands on Shota’s face and gently presses her lips against his.
Shota sat there, unsure of what to do or how to react. Moments went by and
Chiaki’s kiss slowly became more intimate. Shota’s eyes were open, staring at
her beautiful, gentle face. Finally, he closed his eyes and gave into a
seemingly rekindled desire for her.
He stops kissing her, takes her by the hand, and leads her to the bedroom. It
was dark in there since the lights were off. He lays her onto the bed and gets
on top of her. They continue kissing, becoming more passionate by the second.
Then, Shota took off his shirt and threw it onto the floor. He practically rips
off Chiaki’s shirt.
“Shota, slow down!”
“No can do.”
He starts kissing her lips again and works his way down to her neck. Chiaki
started giving light moans of excitement and pleasure. It was as if they both
had waited for this moment for a long time. She ran her fingers through his
hair and he was kissing her anywhere he could. He got back up to her lips and
the two just stared into each other’s eyes for a moment.
“So…”, Chiaki sweetly whispered, “I guess you still like me, huh?”
“I don’t know…maybe I need a bit more time to think about it…”
As he goes in for another kiss, Shota feels a sudden, immense pain on his back.
He gives a loud, pained yell and falls onto the floor. Finally, Masato turns on
the lights and throws the belt he used to hit Shota with to the side. He rushes
over to Chiaki and drags her out of the bed by her hair. She starts yelling and
crying, terrified of what was happening. Shota gets up and follows behind
Masato, trying to get him off of Chiaki.
“Masato, let her go!”
He throws her onto the floor, turns to Shota, and chokes him, “Looks like I
can’t leave you home alone anymore, huh?”, his voice was dark and filled with
rage.
“Masato…I…”, Shota was trying to get him off, but it was useless.
Masato finally lets him go and turns his attention back to Chiaki. As he walks
towards her, she starts backing away, extremely frightened for her life.
“Get the fuck up, bitch.”, Chiaki wouldn’t budge, so he yanks her up from the
floor and slaps her across the face. “I catch you near him again, I swear to
God, both of you are leaving here in body bags.”, he picked up a blanket that
was on the couch and shoved it into her hands. “Now, get the fuck out of here.”
He wasted no time getting back to Shota. He pulled him up from the floor and
smacked him even harder across the face.
“Shota!”, Chiaki yelled in a tearful voice.
“Just go!”
Shota didn’t want her to stay any longer, because he knew what Masato was
capable of, and he didn’t want to subject her to that. Fearing what Masato
would do to her if she didn’t leave, Chiaki wrapped herself in the blanket and
rushed out of the door. Once she was gone, Masato grabbed Shota by the hair and
dragged him back into the bedroom.
“And here I thought that I had disciplined you enough so that you wouldn’t do
dumb shit like this.”, he throws him onto the bed and puts his knee onto his
back so that he couldn’t get up.
“Masato, please! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
“Shut the fuck up!”, he picks the belt up from off the floor and hits Shota on
the back again, this time even harder. “You seem to forget that you are mine
and mine alone! Isn’t that what I told you?! Huh?!”
He hits Shota one last time with the belt and tosses it onto the bed. He had a
feeling that he wasn’t necessarily done with it. He starts to pull down Shota’s
pants, practically ripping them off. Shota starts squirming around, trying to
get free, but that only resulted him getting smacked across the back of the
head. Then, Masato starts to unfasten his pants, and without hesitation, he
rams himself into Shota, causing the young boy to scream in immense pain.
“You wanted to get some action tonight? Well, you got it.”, he starts
vigorously moving his hips, fucking Shota as hard and as deep as he could.
“Masato…I’m sorry!”, Shota spoke through sobs.
“I told you to shut the fuck up!”
He grabbed the belt once again, wrapped it around Shota’s neck, and pulled as
hard as he could. It wasn’t until Shota was struggling to breathe that Masato
let him go, but even then he didn’t let go immediately. Shota continued crying
out, but Masato paid them no attention. His focus was just causing Shota as
much pain as possible. He put as much anger as he could with each thrust.
Shota’s cries just grew louder and louder. Finally, growing tired of his cries,
Masato covers Shota’s mouth and stifles them as best he could. He squeezed down
on Shota’s face, and that made Shota quiet down a bit.
Finally, just wanting to get things over with, Masato gives one last thrust and
cums inside of Shota. The only sounds that filled the room were Masato’s grunts
of angered pleasure and Shota’s stifled cries of pain and heartbreak. Then,
Masato shoves Shots onto the bed and pulls himself out of him.
He fixes himself up and says in a low, still angry voice, “You…are mine. Do I
make myself clear?”
“Yes…”
“Go clean yourself up.”
He storms out of the room, leaving Shota by himself. Shota sits up on the bed,
wiping the tears from his face, still crying a little. His body was in immense
pain. Suddenly, he hears a loud shattering noise coming from outside the room
followed by Masato screaming in anger. Then, after a few moments of silence, he
hears the front door slam, signifying that Masato had left the apartment. Once
he thought it was okay to do so, Shota gets up, heads to the bathroom, and
cleans himself up. Once he was done with that, he heads to the living room,
lays down on the couch, and practically cries himself to sleep.
A few hours pass, and Masato returns home. He almost headed straight into the
bedroom, but stops once he sees Shota asleep on the couch. He walks over to him
and kneels down beside him. He moves his hair from his face and gives him a
kiss on the forehead. Once his lips left his forehead, that’s when Shota woke
up, his eyes red from all the crying he did. He just looked at Masato, not
saying a word.
Finally, Masato was the one to break the silence and say, “I’m sorry…”
“Me too…”
Masato lifts Shota up from the couch and carries him back into the bedroom. He
lays him down gently and gets into the bed next to him, holding him close.
Shota held him as tightly as he could and begins crying again. He started
whispering the words “I’m sorry” over and over again until they both fell
asleep in each other’s arms.
***** Chapter 17 *****
Chapter Summary
     Ryuji goes over to Masato's apartment and confronts Shota about what
     happened to Chiaki the night before.
It was the next morning, and Masato wakes up to find himself alone in his bed.
He heads to the living room and sees Shota making breakfast in the kitchen
area. He turns around and greets Masato with a shy smile.
“Good morning.”
“Morning.”
Masato walks up to him, pulls him in by the waist, and gives him a kiss on the
cheek. Shota finishes making their plates and walks over to the kitchen table.
Masato follows behind him and sits Shota on his lap, “How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine.”, Shota said quietly.
“Are you sure?”, he asked, kissing Shota on the nape of his neck.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
Masato took a moment to examine Shota’s injuries that he gave to him last
night, “Shota…”
“I said I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.”
He gives Masato a reassuring kiss and began eating his food. While they were
eating, Shota’s phone rang. Ryuji was calling.
“Hello?”
“Where the fuck are you, you son of a bitch?!”
“Wait, why the hell are you yelling at me?!”
“Chiaki came over to my house last night, shirtless and terrified, saying that
some guy had roughed her up and you didn’t do anything about it!”
“What the hell could I do, Ryuji?!”, he gets up and walks away from the table.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?!”
“Look, I’m sorry about what happened to her, but—”
“You’re sorry?! Do you think a pathetic apology like that is going to make
anything better?!”
“What the hell else do you want me to say?!”
Out of anger, Ryuji hung up the phone. Shota gave a frustrated sigh and stormed
off to the bedroom. Masato stops eating and follows behind him.
“What the hell was that about?”
“Chiaki went over to Ryuji’s house last night and now he’s pissed off at me for
not stopping you from hitting her! Why the hell did you have to hit her?!”, he
shoves Masato out of anger.
“Look, she was stepping into dangerous territory last night, and you should’ve
known better. Don’t get mad at me because you fucked up.”
“I tried apologizing, but you didn’t want to hear it!”, Shota started speaking
in a tearful, angry voice. “I know I fucked up, but you didn’t have to bring
her into it!”
“Oh no, I wasn’t the one who brought her into it. That was all you, buddy.”
“Look, just leave me alone, alright?!”
He shoves Masato out of the room and slams the door behind him. He then laid
down on the bed and finally broke down. He knew he was partially to blame for
what happened to Chiaki last night, and he couldn’t feel any more guilty about
it.
After about 30 minutes since the argument, there was a knock on the door. Since
Shota was in the bedroom, he didn’t hear it. So, Masato went to go answer the
door. Upon answering the door, he sees an unfamiliar face.
“Who are you?”
“My name is Ryuji.”
“You here for Shota?”
“Yeah, I am.”, Ryuji said with a serious tone. He had recognized Masato’s face
from the mall days ago.
“He’s in here. Let me go get him.”
Masato steps to the side to let Ryuji in. Ryuji takes cautious steps into the
apartment, and Masato went to get Shota. A moment later, Shota walks out from
the bedroom with Masato’s arm around his waist. Ryuji just stares at him in
complete shock at his condition. Shota still had a bruise on his cheek from
when Masato slapped him.
“Oh, my God…”, Ryuji couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
“Ryuji, please…”, Shota whispered as he started to tear up.
Masato wiped some tears away. He tried to give Shota a kiss, but he turned his
face away out of embarrassment about the current situation. Then, Masato
grabbed Shota’s face, forcing him to look at him and give him a kiss.
“Don’t start with me. Behave yourself.”, Masato whispered in a stern tone.
Finally putting the pieces together, Ryuji grew angry and charged straight for
Masato, “You son of a bitch!”
He shoves Masato away from Shota and goes in to attack him. However, Shota
immediately got in between the two before anything happened.
“Ryuji, stop! Leave him alone!”
“What the fuck do you mean leave him alone?! I’m going to kill this bastard!”
“Look, you don’t understand…!”
“What is there to understand?! Just look at yourself, Shota!”
“I know what he did to me; I’m not an idiot!”, he stood there for a moment of
silence, shaking in frustration. Finally, he said, “I…deserved it.”
Ryuji just stood there in complete disbelief, “Like hell you did!”
“Who are you to tell me that?! You weren’t here when it happened! You don’t
know anything!”
“I know enough! From what Chiaki told me—”
“What exactly did she tell you?!”
“She told me that she came over here to talk to you, and that something
happened with you two. She wouldn’t tell me what, but—”
“Wait, wait, wait.”, Masato interjected, “She didn’t tell you what happened
with the two of them?”
“No, but she did tell me that you dragged her by her hair and smacked her
across the face.”, Ryuji got into Masato’s face, but was immediately shoved
back.
“The only reason I even touched that bitch was because she had her hands on
something that didn’t belong to her.”, he turns his attention to Shota, “Go on.
Tell him what happened. Tell him why you have that bruise on your face.”
Shota walked up next to Masato and started to explain, “The day before
yesterday, Masato and I were at the mall, and Chiaki spotted us. Yesterday, she
calls me and tells me that she wanted to talk about it. So, I invited her over.
Once she came over here, she and I were talking about it, and then the
conversation eventually went somewhere else. One thing led to another, and
then…she kissed me.”
Ryuji’s eyes widened, “She did what?”
“I’m telling you the truth. She started kissing me, and instead of stopping
her, I…started kissing her back… I took her to the bedroom, and—”
“You did what?!”, Ryuji grabbed Shota by his shirt, “How could you do this to
me?!”
“Nothing happened because before anything could, that’s when Masato came
home!”, he managed to get out of Ryuji’s grip. “He caught us before anything
else happened, and that’s why he did what he did to Chiaki! Out of all the
things she could’ve told you, why the hell didn’t she tell you that?!”
“Isn’t it obvious?”, Masato interjected, “I bet it’s because she didn’t want to
look like the one in the wrong and pin the whole thing on you.”
“That bitch…”, Shota muttered under his breath.
“What did you call her?!”, Ryuji got in Shota’s face.
“I called her a bitch!”, he scoffed at just the thought of her, “I can’t
believe this… You know what, Ryuji? You can have her. She’s your problem now.”
“Shota, what the fuck is wrong with you?! What’s gotten into you?!”
“You know what? Maybe you should just go.”, Shota was done having this
conversation; it only made him angrier.
“Shota, I—”
“He said leave.”, Masato said as he pointed towards the door. He pulled Shota
close to him and gave him a kiss on the lips.
Ryuji just stood there in complete disbelief of what was going on. He just
stood there watching his best friend turning away from him, as if he was ending
their friendship without saying a word. Finally, without saying anything else
to Shota, Ryuji leaves the apartment, teary eyed and heartbroken. Masato locked
the door behind him, and walked back over to Shota, pulling him in by his
waist.
“You going to be okay?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Do you have work today?”
“Yeah, but I’ll call in sick today. I’m not leaving you alone today.”
“Okay.”
He turns around, gives Masato a kiss, and the two head back into the bedroom.
***** Chapter 18 *****
Chapter Summary
     Shota and Masato goes over to Shota's parents' house to have one
     final moment with them.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
It was the next day, and Shota and Masato were sitting outside Shota’s house in
Masato’s car. They had been sitting there for about 10 minutes because Shota
was nervous about going back in there. He hadn’t been home for a couple of
days, and he wasn’t sure if he was ready to face them after all this time.
“Shota, we’ve been sitting here for nearly 10 minutes. Instead of just waiting
around making you feel worse, we should just go in, get whatever we can, and
head back home.”
“I know…I’m just nervous, that’s all.”
“Look, there’s nothing to be nervous about.”, he takes Shota’s hand and kisses
it, “You act like you’re going in there by yourself. I’m going to be there with
you the entire time. Now, can we go in there now?”
After thinking about it for another minute, he gives the OK to head over to the
house. They both get out of the car and walk up to the house. Since Shota
didn’t have his key with him, he had to knock on the door. His parents’ cars
were parked outside, so he knew they were home. After a moment or two, his
mother opens the door.
“Shota…”, she whispers in a tearful voice.
“I’m not staying long.”
He walks inside the house with Masato following close behind him, holding his
hand. Before they could even head upstairs, Shota’s father stops them.
“Shota…what’s going on? Who’s this?”
“He’s my boyfriend.”, he responded in a cold, distant tone in his voice. “Move
out of my way.”
“What? Boyfriend? When did this happen?”, his mother asked.
“Don’t worry about it. I said move out of my way.”, Shota looked at his father
with seemingly lifeless eyes.
“What the hell happened to your face?”, his father noticed the healing bruise
on his son’s cheek, but Masato smacked his hand away before he could even touch
it.
“You going to move, old man?”
“Who the hell do you think you are?!”
Growing impatient, Masato shoves Mr. Higuchi away and he follows Shota
upstairs. Mrs. Higuchi rushed over to her husband to check up on him. After
reassuring his wife that he was fine, both parents head upstairs.
“Shota, what the hell is going on?!”, Mr. Higuchi asked, outraged by his son’s
behavior.
Shota didn’t say a word and continued putting some of his belongings into a
luggage bag that he had brought with him. His parents tried entering the room,
but Masato stood in their way.
“May we help you?”
“Look, I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but I’m only going to ask
you once to move out of our way.”, Mr. Higuchi demanded.
“What are you going to do if I don’t?”, Masato got into his face, practically
challenging him to do something about it. “Shota doesn’t want to talk to you,
so why don’t you just get lost?”
“You are not going to stand here and talk to us like that!”, Mrs. Higuchi said,
growing angry. “That’s our son in there, and you’re not going to keep him from
us!”
“Like I said, he doesn’t want to talk to you.”, Masato wasn’t budging.
Mrs. Higuchi tried pushing past him, but was overpowered and shoved onto the
floor.
“You son of a bitch!”, Mr. Higuchi punches Masato in the face, only to be
punched even harder in return. He falls onto the floor next to his wife.
“I don’t know what I have to do to make myself clear for you people.”, he
walked up to them in an intimidating.
“Cut it out.”
Shota was finished packing up what he could, walks past his parents, and heads
downstairs. Masato follows behind him, looking back at Shota’s parents with a
smug grin on his face. Mr. and Mrs. Higuchi quickly get up and head downstairs.
“Shota, stop it right now!”, his mother practically yelled.
“Look, I’m not going to stand here and go back and forth with you!”, Shota had
finally snapped. “I’m taking my stuff and leaving this place, and there’s
nothing you can do to stop me!”
“You’re not going anywhere, Shota!”, Mr. Higuchi interjected.
Finally, growing annoyed by their persistence, Masato grabs Mr. Higuchi by the
collar of his shirt, “Listen here, old man. Shota’s coming home with me. If you
have a problem with it, you can take it up with me, alright?”
He shoves Mr. Higuchi away, and he and Shota walk out the door. His parents
walked to the doorway, watching their son walk away with Masato, hand in hand.
The two get back inside the car, and without saying anything else, Masato
drives them back home. Shota looked into the rearview mirror, watching his
mother break down in tears and his father shedding some himself.
They get back to Masato’s apartment, and they immediately go into the bedroom.
Shota gets onto the bed and Masato gets on top of him without hesitation. They
begin kissing passionately, taking off their clothes in the process.
Finally, Masato breaks the silence by saying, “From now on, you’re mine. Do you
understand me?”
“Yes, I understand.”
The continue their kissing, and eventually give into the passion of their
roller coaster of a relationship.
Chapter End Notes
     Hello there! This is the final chapter of this story! It was a fun
     one to write, and I really hope you all enjoyed reading it! Feel free
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