Savior

Ryuu


I would never get tired to looking at Kenta. Especially when he was sleeping. All the hardness was gone replaced by a soft gentle expression I’d never seen when he was awake. Would probably never see, honestly. The man really had no idea how good looking he was. His soft full lips were just barely parted and I was dying to lean in and kiss them, but he needed to sleep. He’d waited too long to take his next dose of pain medication earlier and had barely been able to move without whimpering. It scared me. Even now just thinking about made me nauseous. If he wasn’t doing better by morning I was taking him to a clinic. He’d whined about having to go last time, but I’d rather listen to him whine than make those pained sounds he’d tried so hard not to let me hear.

It had taken me forever to convince him to lie in the bed instead of on the couch. Laying there watching him sleep I couldn’t help but think about the last time someone had slept in that spot. Reaching out I rested my fingers in the soft hair. Kenta was so completely different than Naoki. Granted Naoki had changed a lot in the time I’d been with him. He’d went from fun and affectionate to controlling and abusive. The change had been so gradual it had left me doubting myself. Only Reiko and Sora’s intervention had saved me from being hurt any worse than I already had been.

Curling up, I turned my face into the pillow. I didn’t want to think about what had happened in this very room, on this bed. I inched as close to Kenta as I dared. Just being able to feel his warmth was enough to comfort me. I knew I could trust Kenta. I’d known that ever since I’d met him. Naoki would never have helped Reiko. People weaker than him were to be used. Nothing else. He’d eventually made it very clear that he considered me weak and inferior. Kenta never made me feel that way at all, but part of me was still scared that he would change too. Would sex change everything like it had with Naoki? Even as much as I loved and wanted to be with Kenta, deep down I knew I wasn’t ready. Even after almost two years I wasn’t ready.

At least I knew Kenta wasn’t going to push anything on me. The exact opposite. Unconsciously, I licked my lips thinking of the way he’d tasted when I’d caught him in the shower. He’d come so fast I’d barely got to enjoy giving him pleasure. I desperately wanted to please him in every way possible.

***

“What is this?”

“Breakfast in bed.”

Deep black eyes regarded me as if I were insane. “Why?”

“Because I wanted to do something for you. I wanted to say thank you for helping me the other night when I was so sick.” His eyes immediately dropped, his expression hardening and I wondered what I’d said. “Kenta-“

“I fucked up Ryuu.”

“No you didn’t! You found me and took me to a clinic-“

“Wouldn’t of had to if I’d done my job in the first place.”

I sighed and taking a finger nudged the bowl of miso toward him. “Shut up and eat. I’m tired of you whining about stupid stuff you can’t change.”

That got me a surprised look. It wasn’t that often that I got on to him, but I really was tired of it, tired of him only thinking of this, of me, as his job. I just didn’t know how to get him to see me differently. I knew he was attracted to me, that was obvious, but he was too worried about everything else. Maybe I should just lock him in my bedroom for a while. That thought brought a smile to my face and I saw him narrow his eyes at me as he blew on the soup.

“What? You’re always planning something crazy when you smile like that.”

“Mm, nothing. Just thinking about pretty princes locked in towers.”

He grunted, “Whatever. Weirdo.”

“Finish your soup, then get ready because we are leaving.”

“Eh? Why?”

“You are going back to the clinic.”

“No.”

“Yes you are.”

“No I’m fucking not.”

I poked him in the side making him jump and start cussing, almost spilling the tray. “See, you are hurt. We are going to the clinic.”

“F-fuck . . .” It took him a minute to get his breath back and I felt bad, kind of. “Don’t . . . don’t do that Ryuu.”

“I won’t. Unless you say you aren’t going to the clinic again.”

“Why are you being so mean to me?”

“You are whining.”

“I am not.”

“Eat your soup.”

“Fine.”

Getting up off the bed, I couldn’t help but smile at him. His eye was turning purple, but the swelling had gone down overnight. The other bruises were dark and only going to get darker over the next few days. It was his ribs that were worrying me. He hadn’t acted this bad last time he’d hurt them and I was worried he’d hurt himself worse this time. It was just getting the stubborn ass to admit that he was hurt in the first place. Going to the closet I pulled out a pair of pants and a button up shirt. I knew from last time that raising his arms over his head would hurt. Besides, the buttons gave me an excuse to touch him as long as possible.

“Ryuu . . . I’ll just go home.”

I turned to look at him. “Kenta. You are my bodyguard. If you are injured and unable to perform your job I’ll have to have someone else do it. Besides that, Hayate already called and said he won’t be needing you at the bar for a while. That and if you don’t go willingly Jiro said he’d come get you.”

Silence.

“Bastard.”

Kenta

Why the hell do I listen to the jerk? “You fucking poke me one more fucking time and I’m going to-“

“Kenta.”

I closed my eyes at Ryuu’s warning tone and clenched my fists as the doctor continued to poke and prod on every fucking sore spot he could find.

“Well, I think we better take some x-ray’s. You seem to have reinjured the ribs that were damaged last time.”

Opening my eyes I looked over at Ryuu. “I already knew that. I don’t need-“ I stopped seeing Ryuu hold up his phone. Jiro’s number was already on the display and I had bite back what I’d been going to say. I was careful not to take too deep a breath as I glared at Ryuu. “Fine, do the fucking x-rays.”

I wished later I’d told Ryuu to fuck off. No one told me I was going to have to lay in the most painful way possible to even do the x-ray. I was ready to punch the nurse helping me by the time we got done. I was shaking, the pain making me catch my breath. “All that for them to tell me what I already fucking know.”
Ryuu handed me a coke and a couple of pills once I got out of the room. I mumbled a thank you as I took them.

“Um, don’t thank me yet.”

I jerked my head up to look at him. “What did you do?”

He looked away, “I scheduled you for a complete physical.”

“Ryuu!” I stared at him. Did he not understand how much pain I was in? “Why the fucking hell-“

“I want you to be healthy, that’s all. It’s not painful or anything. Well . . . they will have to draw blood, but you should be fine. The worst part is over.”

“Yeah, thanks a whole fucking lot.”

He looked back at me, that evil little smile on his lips. “Don’t worry I’ll make it up to you later.”

He was going to have a whole hell of a lot to make up for. I’d never been so humiliated in my life. I swore they’d checked over every inch of me and then some. Getting my blood drawn was the least of my worries.

“Ryuu . . . I’m going to kill you.” Maybe later. Right now I could barely lift my head off the seat of the limo.

He giggled and patted my leg. “Sure. Maybe after dinner if your pain meds don’t knock you out. They gave you some pretty potent stuff. But I’m happy. Your tests all came back good and even though you do have a broken rib, we’ve got plenty of medication for you.”

I looked over at him, wondering what was really going through that blond head. It had to have cost quite a bit for all those tests. I just couldn’t understand him spending that kind of money on me. I knew he spent all kinds of money on Akira, but . . . that was Akira. Akira was vital to the band. Me . . . even if I didn’t want to admit it, I was easily replaced. Almost had been too.

I was ready to smack Ryuu by the time dinner arrived. He wouldn’t quit fussing over me, constantly checking on me or getting me stuff he thought I wanted or just hovering around. “Damn it Ryuu will you just sit down. I can’t handle you doing that.”

I also couldn’t move. The muscle relaxers in addition to the pain medication were making me feel a bit loopy. He had me sitting on the couch in the living room so we could eat dinner.

“I will, just a sec. I’m getting your dinner ready. Have you ever had Italian before?”

“Huh?”

“I’ll take that as a no.” He was grinning at me as he walked over carrying the tray. I had to admit the food smelled pretty good. “No, lay still. I’ll feed you.”

“Like hell Ry-“ He stuffed something round and squishy in my mouth. I almost spat it back out. It tasted very strongly of tomato but the other flavors weren’t bad, just different. I could tell from the look on his face that he was enjoying this entirely too much. I finished that bite and turned my head away as he went to feed me the next one.

“Okay Ryuu, I can feed myself.”

“No you can’t. You don’t know how to use a fork.”

“A what?”

“Exactly. So I am going to feed you. Besides, it took me forever to get the blood out of the fabric and tomato sauce is just as bad.”

I glared at him as he smiled sweetly at me, waiting for me to take the next bite. “You planned this.”

“And people say you are stupid.” He was fucking laughing at me. Jerk.

“Fuck you.”

“We’ll get to that later.”

I accidentally inhaled the next bite and Ryuu nearly freaked out on me. Coughing with broken ribs fucking hurts like a fucking son of a bitch even as doped up as I was.

Once dinner was over with Ryuu helped me into the bed room. “My legs are fine Ryuu, I can walk.”

“No, you should see yourself. Your eyes keep crossing. I think you are tired.”

“Not really, but I do feel a bit weird.”

“And that is why I’m helping you to bed silly.”

“Oh, okay.” Somewhere in my head I knew I wasn’t making a lot of sense. Maybe it was a good thing that Ryuu was there to help me. I sat down on the edge of the bed and watched as Ryuu found me a pair of sweats. He normally didn’t wear anything to bed, but he’d said he would at least wear his boxers. Stupid silk boxers. I realized I was still staring at them as Ryuu walked up to me. He leaned down reaching for me and I tried to lean back.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m getting you undressed. You aren’t wearing that to bed.”

I shoved at his hands. “I can get myself undressed you weirdo.”

I was surprised when he easily moved my hands away. What the fuck? There was no way I was taking any more of those muscle relaxers if this was what happened. He was already undoing the buttons on my shirt and taking his damn time about it too.

“Ryuu just let me-“ The next thing I knew I was laying back on the bed. Ryuu was hovering over me, the only thing touching me were his lips. Holy fuck, why was he such a good kisser? Muscle relaxers apparently have no affect on keeping you from getting a hard on when a fucking hot guy kisses you.

He pulled back slightly so we could look at each other. “Let you what?”

“Do it myself.”

“Oh?” His fingers were hot as they ran over my stomach and continued to my pants. “We’ll see what you get to do yourself.”

He took his goddamn time undoing my pants. He had to know what he was doing to me. Looking up into those eyes I could tell he knew exactly what he was doing. I probably wouldn’t have stopped him even if I could have. I kept thinking about the shower and that amazing mouth, though part of me didn’t want to be just laying back doing nothing either. Didn’t have much choice right now, as frustrating as that was. Just like with dinner, he wasn’t letting me do anything.

“Just lay still. You are going to hurt yourself.”

“Already hurt.”

“Hurt yourself worse then, stop moving.” He smacked my leg as he tried to get my jeans down past my knees.

“Ryuu . . . what are you doing?”

He just grinned at me and tossed the pants to the side. Crawling back up on the bed he knelt over me. “Whatever I want just like I always do.”

“You are such a brat.”

He giggled and leaned down to kiss me again. “I know. But you love me anyway. You look so cute, all relaxed and cross eyed.”

I blinked a few times. “I am not cross eyed.”

“Maybe I should call the doctor and see if that is a side effect or something. Though it only seems to happen when I do this.” He leaned in close his nose touching mine. “Yup.”

“Now you are cross eyed too.” I couldn’t help but smile at him as he sat back laughing. How many people would kill to be where I was right then? I didn’t want to think about it. Honestly, I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.

I bit my lip as those warm fingers slid across my skin again. What was he . . . oh . . . that was what he was doing. I shivered, tingles racing over my skin as he wrapped his fingers around me and gave one slow stroke after another.

“Ry-Ryuu . . . “

He leaned back over me, concern in the light colored eyes. “You aren’t hurting are you? I’ll stop if you are.”

I shook my head. I wasn’t even sure what I’d been going to say. All of my muscles seemed to be tensing up the longer he stroked me. I tried to force myself to relax but that didn’t work for very long. He was looking down at me with those soft grey eyes, a small smile on those beautiful lips. I wanted to kiss him damn it. I wanted to do a whole fucking lot more than just kiss him too. I managed to grab his arm and pull him down toward me. He got the hint pretty quick.