by Lara Yokoshima

This is an alternate universe (AU) fiction, based on the Project: Unigenitus main characters. It can also have some small appearances of characters from other of my stories. Nothing written on this story can be related to PU, except for some character behaviors and names.

X. Passive, Agressive

The lights of the bar were dim and subtle, barely illuminating the two solitary figures in the middle of the room. It was Sunday, and curiously it wasn’t as crowded as other days. Koji lifted the glass from which he was drinking with trembling fingers and swallowed the liquid in one single shot.

“Oi, slow down” a voice said. The blonde stared with sleepy eyes at the black haired young man next to him whom was enjoying a similar drink of his own. Koji looked down at his empty glass, immediately raising his hand to the bartender for another drink, but a hand on his arm obligated him to stop.

“That’s enough. You have already had five of these”.

“Who are you to tell me what to do?!” the blonde angrily answered to the other boy, who just laughed a little at Koji’s reaction while shaking his head.

“You pathetic drunk…” Akira replied, standing up from his seat and pulling Koji by his arm towards the exit.

“Shut up. Who invited you anyway?” the blonde pulled his arm back, already feeling exasperated at the other youth’s company. Akira just shrugged, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it up.

“Don’t you forget who just paid for the drinks” the young man replied, walking through the exit door. Koji followed behind with slow steps, trying his best not to trip. It was already night when they came out of the bar. Time sure flies fast when you are trying to drown your tragedies with alcohol.

Why am I following this guy anyway? He is supposed to be such a jackass, so why did he offer to give me a ride anywhere I wanted? The blonde was completely confused by Akira’s new behavior towards him, since he always treated most of the boys at school like mere garbage. He wanted to ask him, but it just didn’t seem like the right time. So he kept silent while both approached the black Mitsubishi car that remained in the lonely parking lot just around the corner. When they reached the car, Koji hesitated. Akira had already discarded his cigarette, got inside, and started the engine but still, Koji didn’t move an inch.

“Are you going to stand there like a statue all night? Get in!” the black haired boy commanded, pushing the gas pedal and revving his engine to the max to express his impatience.

“I-I…I don’t want to be with you anymore” the blonde staggered, realizing that it was not a good idea being with Akira at the moment. He distrusted the black haired young man a lot, even if Akira had been this ‘nice’ to him for the past several minutes.

Akira let out a huge laugh after hearing what Koji had said. “You sure are pathetic!” the youth replied, still laughing at the blonde and crossing his arms over his stomach in utter joy.

“If I’m so pathetic, then why are you hanging out with me?” Koji finally asked what he had wanted to since the black haired youth directed his attention at him near the cafeteria that afternoon. Akira stopped his laughter, now looking at him with a serious face and sharp, cold eyes.

“Get inside. I won’t repeat it again,” Akira ordered.

Koji didn’t feel so sure about it, but what could he do miles away from the dorms at this time of the night anyway? He had no other choice. The blonde opened the passenger door and got inside.

“That’s a good boy” the black haired youth said with a smirk to a low-headed Koji.

Finally, the car started to advance slowly into the streets, taking a turn to the left. The blonde curled a little over the sporty seat, staring outside his window at the buildings and lights that were blurred because of the speed. Until now, Akira hadn’t said a single word, nor had he tried to ask why Koji was feeling so down. The terribly uncomfortable silence seemed to last ages for Koji; it was then that Akira finally let the words come out of his mouth.

“So, Yamah finally told you to fuck off, ne?”

Koji opened his eyes wide when he heard that comment. He still felt dizzy from the effects of the alcohol, but he was really surprised that Akira could guess something like that. He wanted to ask the other man how he knew that, but the words didn’t come out.

“It wasn’t really that hard to find out” Akira immediately responded with a smile on his chiseled face.  The young man turned his head to stare directly into Koji’s hazel eyes while still driving. “I’ve always known you had this ‘crush’ on your friend. However, I must thank Yamah for doing that to you, now I have less competition to worry about”.

The blonde swallowed hard. Did I just hear that? Does that mean Akira also has an interest in Yamah?!

“Oh, yes I do,” the young driver answered to the question in Koji’s mind, “I do like him very much. I want him to be mine in fact, mine only. Ever since I met him, I’ve had this need to have him just for me, obeying each one of my wishes.” Akira spoke of Yamah with a smirk, as if he was some kind of precious slave he could command anytime. The blonde remained quiet, listening to the innermost desires of the presumptuous youth at the steering wheel. I can’t believe Akira, speaking of Yamah in that way! Although… I think I sort of understand him, despite the fact that he said those sickening things about him, the blonde thought in silence.

“I wonder…” Akira said with a bit of curiosity in his voice, “…how close have you been to Yamah?”

“How close?” Koji repeated the question. Akira looked at him again with that sharp, almost hypnotizing stare of his; and then he understood what the black haired guy meant.

“Well, once I almost…” Koji paused for a moment. He was about to explain to Akira about his failed attempt of kissing the white haired boy, but he reconsidered his answer.

“You what?” Akira sounded really interested this time, as he continued driving into an unknown and lonely neighborhood, which the blonde had never seen before.

“I kissed him,” said Koji with more confidence. There was a period of silence; Koji could hear how the black rubber of the steering wheel grated when Akira tightened his hand over it.

“So… you kissed him…” Akira repeated Koji’s lie with a bit of anger in his voice. Still he seemed to remain calm for some time. It didn’t take much time after that however, for Akira to begin accelerating again.  The velocity kept increasing as he made the speed changes with incredible dexterity, reaching the 90 miles per hour mark in no time. Koji was a bit frightened, he had never seen someone drive this fast; but he knew that Akira was behaving that way because of what he said moments ago, and that was enough to comfort him.

“Could you stop now?” the blonde asked, almost in a pleading tone.  Akira continued to accelerate, drifting at the corners like a madman, and making Koji grab the seat with all his strength. Fortunately, there was no traffic at all in these lonely streets, but the sound of the angry engine made the blonde get even more frightened. The car took another corner, but this time the street was actually a dead end, however it didn’t look like Akira was going to stop soon. In a desperate attempt, Koji grabbed Akira’s left shoulder.

“Stop!!” the blonde shouted with all his strength, his eyes closed tightly as he hoped the other boy would listen. Suddenly, Akira hit the brakes. The car steered for what seemed an endless moment, but after awhile the vehicle made a full stop just inches away from the brick wall in front of it. Immediately after, Akira moved the gearshift to first gear, lifted the hand brake and turned the car off. The youth took off his seatbelt, and in an unexpected move of his body, he surrounded Koji, placing his right arm over the passenger door and the other one over the back of the seat. Akira’s face was now inches away from Koji’s, and the raven haired boy stared at him with a strange look in his eyes.

“A-Akira?” the blonde backed up as much as he could in the confined space. He could feel the breathing of the other youth clearly.

“I wonder if the taste of him is still on your lips.” Akira murmured as his gray eyes roamed the blonde’s face.

“W-what??” Koji asked truly frightened. He moved his arms to force Akira away, but the other youth quickly grabbed them and forced them to the side; Koji wasn’t fast enough, and because of his alcoholic state, he wasn’t strong enough to defend himself either. The blonde let out a painful moan; he could almost feel how his shoulder muscles tried to contain the heavy weight that was now being applied by Akira. The black haired youth was now dangerously close to his face and Koji moved his head to the left in a desperate attempt to avoid him.

“I just want to taste it!” Akira shouted while he let go one of his arms and used his free hand to grab the blonde’s chin and obligate him to face him once again. Koji began to fight with what little strength he had left, but to no avail; Akira’s lips were now rubbing the blonde’s slightly.

“It was a li….!! Hmm!” Koji tried to explain to the other youth, but it was too late; Akira was now forcefully kissing the blonde, trying to make Koji open his mouth by applying more pressure with his hand over his face. It hurt, but the blonde didn’t give in. Instead he clenched his teeth so that he would never open his mouth. He was trying to think of a way to escape from Akira’s grasp when the other youth moved his right leg and placed his knee in between Koji’s legs, pressing against his crotch. This made Koji open his mouth slightly to let out a small moan of protest, and then Akira fully introduced his tongue inside. The blonde’s eyes opened really wide in utter surprise, and he felt so weak and unable to battle at the moment. Should I surrender?

After a few more seconds of kissing, Akira finally let go to inhale more air. The presumptuous youngster let out a soft laughter, still grabbing Koji’s body to keep him from going anywhere.

“That was fun. Did you two go further?” the young man asked still breathing hard. Koji finally managed to recover his breath, and began struggling again.

“It was a lie, you idiot! I lied! We never…!”

“Did he touch you here?” Akira interrupted not listening to the blonde. Now his free hand was slipping inside of Koji’s pants and reaching for the boy’s crotch.

“Hn…ah! Stop!” Koji shouted in despair. He couldn’t deny it though, that the single touch felt horrendously good. The blonde tried to suppress a moan, but Akira could hear it very clearly.

“You can’t deny it feels good,” Akira said before laughing softly again. He freed Koji’s arms, and the blonde thought this was his chance. Just when he was about to open the door, Akira touched his semi-erect member once again, and immediately after, he began to undo Koji’s pants with haste.

“No. Stop now…” the blonde weakly protested again as he waved his hands, trying to push Akira away.

“Stop moving! You are making this harder!” the black haired youth shouted, and in an attempt to restrain Koji, he tied the blonde’s wrists up over his head with the seatbelt. Now with Koji’s hands restrained, he could do whatever he wanted with the other boy.

“Untie me!”

“Shut the fuck up!” Akira ordered, now concentrating on Koji’s half-opened pants. The blonde struggled and moaned some more, trying to free his hands from the belt, but he only managed to hurt himself in his failed attempt. After a while, Akira had finally taken off Koji’s pants, throwing them to the floor of the car; he could see a small, but growing bulge inside the blonde’s briefs. This made the black haired youth smile as he moved his eyes to look into Koji’s drowsy ones once again.

“You’re eager, don’t you?” the youth asked while his hand softly touched Koji’s crotch, making the other boy gasp.

“Please… stop” Koji pleaded, knowing what Akira was capable of doing to him. “You don’t want me, Akira, and you don’t want this to happen either”, the blonde tried to convince his attacker.

But Akira didn’t seem to listen. It looked like he was under some kind of influence that made him not to stop. But he is not drunk; he was too sober when we left the bar. Unless he just wants to…

Akira reached for one of his jacket’s pockets, taking out a small, white pill from it. “Open your mouth”, the black haired boy ordered. Koji nodded in denial. Akira was beginning to lose his patience again, so he reached for the blonde’s mouth and tried to open it by force. “Open it!”

“Hm!! Ah!” Koji opened his mouth to shout when he felt Akira grabbing his crotch with strength; the other youth took advantage of this by introducing the pill into Koji’s mouth and pushing it with his finger all the way down his throat. The blonde didn’t have any other choice but to swallow it.

“What did you give me?!” the blonde asked with a few coughs and fear in his voice.

“A little something that will make you cooperate; believe me, it will feel good after awhile.” Akira said, followed by an evil laugh “You want this, Koji. It will make you forget all your burdens. I know you will thank me after I am done with you.”

“You are fucking mad…” Koji said with difficulty. His breath seemed obstructed by some kind of evil force, and he found himself getting dizzier and weaker. The pill was already showing its strong effects, making Koji’s breathing become heavier and his body began to perspire a lot more than before. Did he… give me some kind of aphrodisiac?

Akira didn’t wait any longer, closing on Koji’s face again and kissing him deeply. His hands now roamed the blonde’s entire body, going under his t-shirt and touching the warm skin with anxiousness. He lifted the yellow fabric that covered Koji’s chest and he immediately attacked one of the blonde’s nipples with his hungry mouth.

“Hnn… ah, no…” Koji said between moans, making the other young man respond by sliding both his hands down to the blonde’s crotch and taking the already stiff member out of the white briefs. Koji let out a high moan while Akira played with his erection, rubbing it slowly and making the blonde’s hips move slightly.

“You like this, I know it. Has it been that long since someone touched you like this?” the confident black haired man teased.

“Let…go” the blonde said with difficulty, but Akira didn’t stop.

“Are you mad because it’s me? Would you like it better if I was Yamah instead?” Akira kept teasing Koji’s hard erection. “I bet you are now wondering why I am doing this with you. Well, it’s simple; If Yamah had you, then I must have you. I want to try everything he tries, to eat everything he eats, to like whatever he likes…” Akira paused for a moment, staring at the blonde’s half opened, and cloudy eyes. He smirked again, “and to fuck everyone he fucks”.

“I… told you already…” the blonde tried to explain, but Akira’s teasing over his manhood was making it more difficult.

“Too late. You can’t lie to me now if you want to save yourself from this one” Akira laughed at poor Koji who had been trying to make the other youth understand it was all a lie. With all his hopes lost, Koji didn’t try to fight anymore. His body was now calm, surrendering to Akira’s evil intentions. “Good boy” the presumptuous youth finally said when he saw the humiliation in Koji’s eyes.

Maybe I do want this, the blonde tried to find some logic in Akira’s actions, maybe I want to get rid of this frustration, this pain I feel inside my chest when I think of him. Akira’s hand went lower this time, and took off Koji’s underwear completely. He lowered the seat further so that he could place his knee in front of Koji as he released the now cooperative blonde’s bound hands. Without a warning, Akira fully swallowed the blonde’s erect manhood, sucking anxiously, and making Koji let out a loud gasp.

“No, Akira… not that, please” the boy pleaded; his skin was now more sensitive than before and he felt like he was about to explode at any moment. Akira stopped for a while, raising his sight to see the blonde’s drowsy hazel eyes staring at him.

“I won’t let you cum on my leather seats, I’m not that careless” the black haired boy quickly told the blonde. Akira swallowed the hard flesh again, this time sucking harder and pressing into Koji’s entrance with two fingers, all the way in; the blonde’s entrance was now very relaxed thanks to the effects of the pill.

Koji moaned harder, shivering when he felt his orgasm quickly overwhelm his body as he grabbed Akira’s black raven hair with his fingers. Akira received the load of creamy liquid inside his mouth, but he didn’t swallow it.  When he felt Koji had given it all, he raised his head with his mouth closed and climbed up Koji’s body until they met face to face. Without wasting more time, Akira spit the semen inside the blonde’s half opened mouth making him close one eye when a drop got to close to it.

“I won’t drink it either” Akira said while wiping the rest of the white liquid off of his lips.

“F-fuck you…”.

“I would rather fuck you” the black haired youth responded angrily while he began undoing his pants. His penis was already hard, and he gave it a few strokes before raising Koji’s legs as much as he could.  He placed the tip of his hard member over the blonde’s entrance before pushing harder, making the blonde scream. Koji tried to push Akira’s body away from him, but the black haired boy was too strong for him now. Ironically, this feeling of weakness mixed with the other man’s roughness made him become even more aroused.

“You are tight!” Akira exclaimed, realizing that maybe Koji was telling the truth after all. He stopped his movements for a moment, and began to laugh frantically. “You are a virgin… or at least you were, ha ha ha ha!” Akira laughed loudly, continuing to push hard inside of Koji.  Koji’s face was covered in tears. He couldn’t stand this humiliation anymore, but he had to resist. The worst thing was that his body was actually enjoying it. His member was erect once again, while he kept moaning louder every time Akira pushed deeper. Akira noticed this.

“See? You can’t deny you like this” the youth tortured Koji with his words. He is right. I like this! Why? I can’t like it this way!, the blonde kept reminding himself.

“Oh, god… you are deliciously hot” Akira whispered to the blonde’s ear as he continued impaling him with all his strength. Soon he would reach his climax.  He started to moan almost uncontrollably while Koji did the same. The blonde’s arms hesitantly embraced Akira’s torso as if telling him to continue, apparently enjoying this violent way of having sex. He felt guilt in some way, of his carnal desires, but soon that didn’t matter anymore.

In one final deep thrust of his hips, Akira finally came inside Koji’s warm tunnel, filling his insides with relief. A low moan from the black haired youth let Koji know it was finally over. Akira rested his body for a while, still inside the blonde, but seconds later he raised his body from Koji’s and sat down on his own seat, zipping up his pants silently. He later threw a Kleenex box to the blonde, because his seat was getting dirty with the flowing liquids coming out of Koji’s bottom.

Koji also raised his seat, unwillingly cleaning the leather seat and later his own body; he took his underwear and pants, putting them on with difficulty until he was fully dressed again. The other youth grabbed the car keys from his pocket, and started the engine, lowering the electric windows. Koji could feel the soft night air flowing inside the car while he tried to forget what had just happened moments ago with the young man beside him. With doubtful eyes, Koji’s sight fell over Akira, who was just sitting there with his hands over the steering wheel and a blank stare. He looks so thoughtful, the blonde said in his mind; could it be he regrets it?

“Akira…” the blonde wanted to know what was going on inside the other youth’s head, but he received another aggressive response.

“Shut up. I’m going to take you back to the dorms now” Akira said, moving the shifting knob to a reverse position and taking the car outside of the alley. Soon they were on the road again; the city looked very peaceful to Koji in that moment, and he started thinking again of what he and Akira did moments before. He wanted to say something to Akira, but he just gave up. It wasn’t worth it at the moment, but he would never forget this.

All the way back both young men maintained an uncomfortable silence, until the car finally arrived to the dorms; Akira stopped just in front of them, lifting up the lock of the door; a clear signal for Koji to get out of the car immediately. The blonde opened his door, and just before he closed it, Akira had already started to drive away. Koji watched how the red taillights on the black car disappeared around the next corner as he stood there letting out a soft sigh. The blonde boy then slowly walked towards his dorm, disappearing when he walked past the crystal doors of the Aldrich building.