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Long fingers claim the authority to bury themselves on his pink and purple locks, giving his scalp a gentle massage. The calming and familiar touch coerces Amemura Ramuda to continue falling deep asleep. And the guy is happy to oblige, if not for the lavender scented strands poking his nose.
Grunting, he tries to swat them away yet his hands remain immobile. Even opening his eyes to see where those annoying things are coming from is too much of an ordeal. And it doesn't even help that the first thing he sees are those sapphire orbs framed by ashen and lilac tresses.
Those eyes instantly shower him with loving stares. Ramuda should feel warm that his past lover starts looking at him the way he did before yet his artificial heart is in turmoil. It screams for him to escape from its drowning grasp.
"Hmmn, J-Jakurai?" Ramuda shuffles, attempting to give himself some space from the Doctor. The very moment he sits up, pain registers from his side. The sudden movement also causes his chest to tighten, making him cough violently. His ears are also ringing and the stupid dizziness prevents him from assessing the situation he's gotten himself into again.
How was he able to get so many injuries? What is Jakurai doing here with him? Where is his Posse?
"Don't think about it too much as of now, Ramuda-kun," Jakurai's soothing voice disturbed Ramuda's thoughts. Before he knew it, the man has already covered his arms on the Fashion designer's shaking shoulders. "I recommend you to focus in healing first before anything else. Please sleep for now and we'll talk later"
Even if Ramuda denies it, he missed how Jakurai tucks him to bed after a series of all nighters. He's longing for those forehead kisses the man used to give him. He even craves for Jakurai's body warmth to lull him into slumber.
And so he leans into Jakurai. "Stay with me until I fall asleep?" He's fully prepared to be rejected. Maybe the reason why his heart wants him to run away is that there never was any affection for Ramuda in Jakurai, that comforting him is just part of the Doctor's duties.
"Yes, I will." Jakurai accepts his request then lets both of them fall back into the cot with Ramuda lying right on top of Jakurai. "I will never leave you, nor will I let you leave me."
Tears almost fall from Ramuda's eyes, hiding it by closing his eyelids. Even though his body suffers from extreme pain, hearing Jakurai's words is enough to momentarily shut it off. He just hopes that the unrest at the back of his mind drops out of it as well.
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"Won't Jakurai be late for work?" Ramuda asks as he watches Jakurai take some pills from a paper pack. The petite man learns that someone attacked him with a hypnosis mic and was under the Doctor's care since then. Despite being away from his phone or anything that could tell the date or time, the Fashion designer can still tell that the Doctor has been here for days now, though he already lost track of the number of hours he spent looking at the same off white walls with no windows, empty shelves and two doors - one leading to the restroom while the other to the outside world where Jakurai always disappears to whenever he thinks Ramuda has fallen asleep.
"I took some days off so I can watch over you." He simply answers as he puts a pink colored pill on Ramuda's smaller palm while giving him a glass of water.
"Ehh? Is that so?" Ramuda giggles but is immediately stopped by the searing pain in his chest. He thinks he's about to cough blood yet thank goodness nothing came out of him. "J-Jakurai who wouldn't even take a break for himself... now leaves his precious hospital for me? Ahaha, how romantic."
"Careful, Ramuda-kun. Please take your medicine then you may rest." The petite man lets the pill roll on his hands before throwing it inside his mouth and drowns it with water. He earns a small smile from the Doctor as he sticks his tongue out to show that he took it properly.
Strangely since he started taking these, he no longer needed his lollipops. Of course, he's some sort of thankful that he doesn't have to throw up right in front of Jakurai. Even so, he couldn't hold his curiosity back. "Hey Jakurai, what's inside these meds?"
For a split second, Jakurai smile comes across as a sinister grin. It sends chills up and down Ramuda's spine. "It's just some pain killers. Your MRI and x-ray will arrive soon and when that time comes, I'll be changing your medication." Jakurai matches Ramuda's eye level. This smile he has now shows no resemblance to the grin earlier as puts a small peck on his lips. Knowing that it will make the Pink Gremlin ask for more, he lets the smaller man wrap his arms on the Doctor's neck to deepen the kiss.
Instead of words, they use their tongues for gentle caresses and exploration of each other's pleasurable spots. It's been so long since they made out as intensely as this yet they still know how to make each other melt. Ramuda is the first one to pull out, seeking an unspoken confirmation of their feelings on Jakurai's face. "I'm haven't gone crazy right? Jakurai isn't tricking me right? 'Coz fuck, I would bring you to your knees with my mic if you do."
"Yes, Ramuda-kun hasn’t gone crazy. Yes, I am not tricking you." He cups Ramuda's cheeks with his hands. "You don't need your mic. All you need is me."
Jakurai voice is so hypnotizing, compelling him to just say yes. Laid bare, his desire to just be with the man he loves has already been presented before him. So there's really no reason for him to decline.
Or should he?
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Whenever Jakurai leaves, the room where Ramuda stays at feels emptier. Even someone who is not as fun-loving as him will really be bored. Since he's always asleep, the Doctor might've thought that some magazines are enough to keep him occupied. If only Gentaro and Dice are here, they will surely keep Ramuda entertained even with just talking.
Right, his Posse!
During these times his mind remembers his friends, he keeps going back to the day before he woke up inside this room. It was a normal hang out day. Ramuda and Gentaro decided to bail Dice out of another pinch. Then they did all sorts of fun things all day, hopping from one Casino to another, resting for a little bit while doing people watching. And when the sunset arrived.... huh? What did they do that time again?
Ramuda's ears started ringing again as nauseating headache pounds his head. The medicines he takes should be toning down the effects of his injury but somehow these go back whenever he tries to remember what happened that day. Should he tell Jakurai about his memory loss?
Speaking of the Doctor, there's something about Jakurai that bugs him. Whenever he leaves, he keeps Ramuda's room locked. It's not like Ramuda would like to go out, not in this condition where he gets randomly attacked by headaches. He just finds it overly protective to the point that it's being so weird but Ramuda can't quite put his finger on it.
As if on cue, he hears the door unlocking, birthing to Jakurai in his casual clothes. Automatically his lips curve into a gentle smile as he sits beside Ramuda then presses a kiss on his cheek. "You're awake. How are you feeling?"
"A little bit fine. My side doesn't hurt anymore and my chest too. But mmmn my headaches are still there..." He catches the older man's lips twitch a bit. Jakurai grabs his bag then takes a small paper bag and puts it on the table along with the rest of his medications. He slides closer to Ramuda then hugs him. "But more importantly! I'm booooored Jakurai! Super, ultra, mega bored! When can I go back to Shibuya? I miss my Posse, too!" At the mention of his friends, the Fashion designer feels Jakurai's hug go tighter and tighter until it he squeezes out a high pitch squeal. That snaps Jakurai out of it and the moment he loosens his grip, Ramuda scrambles out of him. Ramuda pouts, ignoring the sudden awkwardness in the atmosphere. "Jakurai, I know you miss me so much but lay off!"
"My apologies." The Doctor spreads his arms as an invitation for the petite man to crawl back into. Ramuda who was unable to become angry at him for a long time jumped into it. "The headaches must be a side effect of your injuries. Don't worry; you're on your way to recovery. Just continue taking your medicines and soon you can go back to Shibuya."
Ramuda smiles then buries his face on the Doctor's chest. Although saccharine, doubt starts to cloud his mind behind his smile. He knows Jakurai's feelings are genuine and Ramuda can be easily swayed by the Doctor's affection yet he's not stupid. Does Jakurai really think he could wrap him around his little finger forever? No.
"Shall we do something fun tonight then?" A small hand trail from the Doctor's knees to his thighs, going further into a more dangerous spot. Jakurai's chest rises and falls feverishly as Ramuda continues his ministrations. Satisfied with his reaction he's receiving, the Petite Devil straddles Jakurai's thighs. "Knock me out of boredom, Sensei?"
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Ramuda carefully listens to Jakurai's breathing, making sure it is even and peaceful. Through the darkness of the room, the younger man squints as he tries to get a good look at the Doctor's face. After confirming that he's indeed asleep, Ramuda slowly untangles himself from Jakurai's embrace and slips out of their bed. He takes Jakurai's bag left on the floor and a shirt to wear then silently walks out of the room.
It is his first time seeing their residence. As expected of Jakurai, all decorations and furniture are kept to bare minimum, only getting the stuff they needed. But something more important the Fashion designer should be focusing on.
Ramuda's head starts aching again as he digs his hands into the Doctor's things. With how he acted earlier, he doubts Jakurai would answer anything related to his friends. If the Doctor keeps his mouth shut, there is someone, something rather, that would give him answers - the phone on his hands.
Somehow idiotic or plainly begging everyone to freely use his phone, Ramuda easily unlocks Jakurai's phone with a simple sliding action. He taps on the internet browser icon then types his teammate’s name. Ramuda gapes as he reads the first article that the search engine provided.
"What kind of bullshit is this? An unknown hypnosis mic user attacks Fling Posse, putting two of its member, Yumeno Gentaro and Arisugawa Dice into coma while taking the life of their leader, Amemura Ramuda... what? How could I die when I am here?" With trembling fingers, he taps into the screen to see the published date of the article. "Huh? T-three years ago? But I'm sure a year hasn't passed since I--" His heart starts to race; it's loud pounding renders him unable to hear the footsteps approaching him.
"Ramuda-kun has been sleeping for three years that's why you didn't notice it." Those fingers that woke him up also tear the phone from his grasp. Looking up, the Fashion designer acknowledges the Doctor's presence by scrambling backwards. There, the sinister grin Ramuda thinks he's only seeing in his delusions is now displayed on Jakurai's oddly serene face. "If you woke up just a little bit late, then you wouldn't need to take medicines, or even remember them."
"Jakurai?" Ramuda has taken pride on being able to predict how Jakurai's mind works, yet right now, he wants to curse it as much as he can. He wants to deny the insanity he sees in his lover's eyes and even the absurdity of the actions he took. "Will you explain what's happening here?"
"Have you noticed how you no longer need your candies?" Instead of answering, Jakurai inquires. Just like Ramuda, Jakurai can also see the cogs moving inside the Petite man's head. He continues, knowing the affirmative answer in Ramuda's expression. "I improved its affectivity, turned it into pills and added some special effect.... something that amplifies the hypnosis I casted on you." Ramuda's expression twists into something in between fear and betrayal as the Doctor drops the final piece of the puzzle. "A headache triggers whenever you try to remember your teammates, correct?"
The ringing in his ears turns louder as the headache feels like it wants to split his head in half. But Ramuda ignores the desire to cry as he recalls that day - the three of them met a formidable opponent. He's someone with an odd looking mic which remained to its dormant state even if the user switched it on. Then the last thing the pink-haired man saw before succumbing to their opponent's power was long locks of ash and lilac.
"That was you...?"
"I really feel bad for them. If they didn't try to separate you from me, they wouldn't be hurt."
"Jakurai..." He only utters the Doctor's name yet Ramuda makes sure he threw in all of the pain, disgust and anger in his deepened voice. His friends are the only real thing in his life. They promised him that they will find a way to save him. But Jakurai away took all of their chances to do so. "What on earth did you do to them?"
"I just want you back; they're in the way."
"But I wasn't.... I'm never." Too shocked from how the Doctor who values life more than anything can give an answer with little to no regard to someone's life, Ramuda hugs his trembling knees. He dwells on his thoughts that he cannot even put into words properly. "They don't deserve this! Heal them!"
"Hmn, if I do so then I wonder what would Ramuda do in return?" Firm hands lacking the gentleness Jakurai always show him, grabs his wrists. Slamming him on the wall behind him with hands on each side of his head, he has no choice but to meet Jakurai's twisted affectionate stare. "What are you willing to give up for your so-called friends?"
"Don't fuck with me!" Ramuda attempts to flee yet the Doctor's hands don't even bulge. He keeps his grip firm yet not tight enough to decorate his skin with bruises. This makes frustration heap inside Ramuda's chest as he continues to claim his wrist back. "How dare you ask me something so unreasonable when you're the one who hurt them in the first place!"
"Yumeno-sensei and Arisugawa-kun are in my hospital. They're directly under my care. Depending on Ramuda-kun's answer, they will live or die." Ramuda ceases all of his movements, mind stuck in the thought of never seeing his friends walk on the streets of Shibuya again. Ramuda is someone that can be replaced easily (both figuratively and literally) yet there will be only one Gentaro and Dice. If they're gone then might as well this Ramuda should die as well. "What a beautiful display of humanity you're showing Ramuda-kun... despite being an artificial. I'm looking forward to more of your display of human emotions."
"Old man... Do you think I wouldn't escape here?" Ramuda laughs, almost confidently if his body is not shaking in fear. "I-I'll find a way to get out of here, take them back and go far, faaar, away from--" The familiar chest burn returns and he coughs. His eyes widen at the sight of the crimson fluid that his body just ejected.
"As expected, you skipped taking your medicines. I regret to inform you this but since I failed to properly heal you, your body is now completely dependent on the drug I made. Escaping will practically be suicide." Jakurai's grin widens, pleased with Ramuda's display of pure despair. "You have nowhere to go but in my arms, Dear."
The bastard really pulled out all the stops and left him with no choice but submission. It's hard to admit but Jakurai won this and he thoroughly crushed the pinkette. "I don't want to forget them; I don't want to lose them. You practically have your lives on your hands but please... please let me keep them in my mind." Ramuda pleads through his tears. "You can do whatever you want with me..."
The Doctor finally releases Ramuda. His legs give out so he slumps on the floor as he cries. "You can stop crying now, my Dear." Jakurai produces another pill. It looks different from one he's taking. "Please rest assured that this pill only has the concentrated extraction of your candies. I know you'll beg me to let you keep your memories so I'll let you be. I don't want to keep a soulless doll." All of his attention is on the tablet yet he knows that Jakurai's sinister smile is on his lips again. "If you take it, you're mine. And I wouldn't hesitate to use my mic if you try to escape, seek help from outside or even think of anyone but me." Jakurai puts the pill inside his mouth then presses his lips on Ramuda's. He parts them, letting the Doctor's tongue push it down his throat. "Good boy..."
Exhaustion takes his consciousness away and finds himself in the Doctor's arms, carrying him back into his cage called their room. "It's just like what you said, Gentaro," Ramuda whispers in a voice even Jakurai couldn't hear. With his ombre of pink and purple hair covering his face, the Doctor also misses the how his lips curved into a devil-like, expectant grin.
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"Ramuda, I've been meaning to inform you of this but there's something that bugs me whenever the Doctor from Shinjuku looks at you," Gentaro says as he scribbles on his notebook. His voice is soft yet it also overflows with concern. "And I think if you keep on teasing...no, pushing him, the man will take some grave actions."
"Eh? Is that so?" Ramuda's usual nonchalance greets the Novelist's concern. He pulls out his special sucker then pointed it towards the setting sun, letting the light split into a various jagged pieces as it hits the crystaline surface. "Wow, how could Gentaro tell? Don't tell me you're like him too!"
"Yeah. If I could, I would lock up our little Dice, give him some nice collar and tie him beside my bed so he won't go somewhere else." The Brunette raises his sleeve to cover the smirk that replaces his pleasant smile. "Well, that is a lie though!"
"Eeeh? Another lie?"
"Yes." Gentaro shifts into a more serious tone. "But what I said earlier isn't. Ramuda, whatever Jinguji-sensei does, make sure you wouldn't accidentally rope us in."
"No promises!" Ramuda chirps as he returns the candy inside his mouth then crushes it with his teeth. The Novelist can only shake his head in disapproval as they return their gazes towards the crowd. There they immediately notice a lone, unpleasantly tall man pacing towards their location. "I made him taste the kind of touch only I could give, deprived him of my sweet, sweet affection and made him yearn for me to the brink of insanity; I really worked hard on this, so I will enjoy this one to the fullest, Gentaro."