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.

XVI. Protect Me from What I Want

Koji gradually opened his eyes, blinking repeatedly until his pupils adjusted to the sunlight coming from the window. He sighed deeply, filling his lungs with the morning’s warm air, hoping that it would help him to wake up faster.  After a few more minutes he finally rose from the bed, sitting on the edge of it. He looked around the room with his hazel eyes, noticing Touya’s bed was already made and that his roommate had left for school. He could barely remember the young black haired teen asking him earlier in the morning if he wasn’t going to school that day, but Koji didn’t remember what excuse he gave him. He went back to sleep immediately, not caring about anything else.

The blonde boy didn’t want to do anything that day. He just remained there, sitting over the bed. He had been feeling more and more lonely over the past few days. He didn’t feel like talking to anyone either, and was feeling truly depressed.

The thought of that night still crept in his mind. The humiliation still lurked in his insides, as if not wanting to disappear yet. The evil grin of that black haired youth, the way his eyes looked at him when he was raping him… he couldn’t shake those images off of his mind. The worse thing of it was that he had actually enjoyed it to certain degree, the feeling of vulnerability, the feeling of being dominated. I was drugged, Koji instantly thought, it was he drug’s effect, I couldn’t have possibly liked it… could I?

Koji went into the bathroom, turning the shower’s water knobs on. I won’t think of it anymore, he ordered himself; he needed to move on, and not let anyone know about his awful encounter. Not even Yamah. The name of his good friend now resonated in his mind like an annoying mosquito trying to drink from his blood. He wondered where he could have been these days.  Ever since the day he confessed his feelings towards the white haired teenager he had been absent. “I just hope you are doing better than me…” the blonde finally whispered, while entering the shower slowly.

Just before he could place a foot on the wet tiles of the floor, he heard a knock on the door. Koji thought it was his imagination, but he then heard the dry knocking sound again. The blonde turned the water knobs off, and with an upset voice he asked who it was. There was no response, and the door was being knocked again, this time louder and harder than before.

Koji couldn’t stand it anymore; he took a towel and wrapped it around his waist and approached the door. Ready to insult the bastard that was disturbing him, he roughly opened it. The icy, gray eyes staring at him from the other side gave him the chills; Koji gasped in surprise as the dark haired young man entered the room without warning.

“A-Akira?!” Koji stuttered in a surprised manner, just staring when the taller student turned around abruptly and approached him.

“Missed me?” the other youth murmured with an unusually somber expression.

Koji couldn’t reply to that question. He was still too frightened by the presence of the black haired boy to even dare to open his mouth and ask what he was doing there. Akira stood very close to him, but soon stepped back and let his body fall over the nearest bed into a very comfortable position.  He took out a cigarette from his pocket, quickly lighting it to taste the soft flavor of tobacco.

Koji started to calm down, and he finally got the courage to ask. “What… are you doing here?” the blonde asked softly, trying his best not to displease the wealthy boy resting on his bed.

Akira didn’t reply, he just continued to very slowly smoke his cigarette. His eyes though, were fixated on the blonde’s lithe body. Koji noticed he was being watched blatantly by the other boy, and couldn’t help it but to look down at the floor and blush notoriously while trying to cover his half-nude body. Being observed like that was truly discomforting.

The black haired youth put his cigarette out on the glass of the window, and threw it outside. He stood up, and approached the ashamed blonde once again as he rubbed Koji’s cheek with his fingers. The blonde noticed, and he retaliated, pushing the other boy’s body away so he could escape.

“What do you want?!” a now upset Koji shouted, standing as far as possible from the other man. Akira turned his head slightly to look at the blonde with a distressing expression in his eyes. He regained his composure quickly, and turned around to hastily move towards the defensive Koji.

“I need to redeem myself” the black haired boy finally said.

“W-what…?” Koji didn’t believe what he was hearing.

Akira began laughing, first in a low volume, but his laughter became louder and louder with each passing second. “I’m such a terrible person! Ha ha ha!!” he said, settling back down onto the bed while trying to control his laughter. Koji couldn’t believe Akira’s reaction; it was strange and certainly disconcerting. He wanted to know what was going on, even though he was still a bit afraid of the black haired young man. He slowly stepped closer to Akira, but he stopped abruptly once the other boy ceased his laughing and stared directly into his hazel eyes.

“Something terrible is about to happen… and now I don’t even know if it is what I wanted all this time.”

“Hnn! Aah… Yashiro!” the young brunette loudly yelled his twin brother’s name as Yamah thrusted inside him with all his strength. Eiji held on tightly to the bed sheets, trying to keep his balance with his bent legs over the bed. His brother had incredible stamina, and he couldn’t remember how many times they have made love that week. But Eiji didn’t care; he was enjoying it far too much.

“Gaah… Eiji, I’m coming!” Yamah cried out while giving one last, deep push into his brother as hot fluids emerged from his throbbing manhood.

Eiji received it all; his moans mixed with the ones from his lover as they both finally reached their climax.

Exhausted from the exertion, the white haired youth let his body fall limp beside the brunette’s. Eiji sighed, his body still trembling from the strength of his orgasm. He looked at Yamah’s platinum eyes with a smile, and then kissed his lips tenderly.

“You sure are tireless…” Eiji said jokingly.

“As I said before… it’s your fault” Yamah said with a soft voice. “I can’t get enough of you, Eiji. It’s your… fault…” the boy continued slowly.  He closed his heavy eyelids and started to fall asleep.

Eiji smiled again, caressing his brother’s silky threads of white hair. He wasn’t really tired, so he stood up from the bed and reached for Yamah’s white shirt lying on the floor. He grabbed it, and placed it over his brother’s naked body, trying to cover him.

The brunette got dressed, putting a bit of fresh cologne on him before heading to the door.  He was hungry, and wanted to go and buy some food for the two of them.  He gave one last glance to his sleeping brother, and then opened the door to leave the small room.

“What do you mean??” the blonde asked in a worried voice, “What is this awful thing you are talking about?”

“You don’t want to know…” Akira said with an evil grin while staring out of the window, “I just hope you don’t hate me even more than you already do.”

What is he talking about?!, Koji’s eyes grew wider as he listened to the young, black-haired man’s words.

“I know Yamah is your friend, and I know how much you like him” Akira continued speaking, an anxious grin appearing on his lips, “but I wanted to make him mine so badly, that something terrible is about to happen as we speak”.

“What …?!” Koji thought he understood what Akira was trying to say, and it alarmed him. “You wouldn’t dare… hurt Yamah… would you!?”, the blonde yelled as he came closer to the young man sitting on the edge of the bed, about to grab Akira’s elegant shirt.

Akira reacted rapidly, stopping Koji’s arm with a steady grip of his hand and pulling him to the bed. The move was so harsh and quick that it caused Koji’s towel to fall from his waist and onto the floor, leaving him completely naked and at Akira’s mercy.

“But, you know?” the black haired boy started to speak in a low voice and softly touched Koji’s skin with his cold fingers, “I don’t really feel the same for him as before…”

Akira grasped Koji’s flaccid member in his hand, making the blonde gasp with fear.

“No, stop… please…” Koji pleaded.  He wanted to take Akira’s hand off of him; however when he tried to remove it the other boy simply tightened his grip.

“Your pleas… will not be enough”, the black haired boy said with enraptured eyes.

“Eiji?” the silver haired youth pronounced his brother’s name once when he noticed he was not in the room. He must have left to buy some food, Yamah thought.  He stood up from the bed and put on his white shirt, buttoning it slowly. Later he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Yamah reacted instantly, coming closer to the door. Could it be that Eiji forgot his keys, he wondered. “Eiji, is that you?” he asked through the door. There was no response however, and the knocking became louder. Since there was no answer, Yamah had the feeling he should not open the door… but his curiosity betrayed him. He placed the chain lock on the door to secure it and then turned the doorknob carefully.

“Who is…?” he began to ask before he noticed a pair of familiar blue eyes looking at him from the other side of the door. Yamah didn’t even have time to react when the door was forced open with amazing strength, breaking the chain lock and sending him to the ground.

“Found ya, you fucker!” Kurumada’s ruthless voice echoed in the room.  His heavy body fell over Yamah’s, pinning him and immobilizing him.

“What the…?!! Aah!” Yamah couldn’t fight back against the pair of strong hands around his neck. With a scary display of strength, Kenji lifted the other boy’s body from the ground by his neck. Iori Kobayashi then entered the room and quickly grabbed a hold Yamah’s wrists, forcing them to remain behind his back.

“You didn’t think I would find you again, eh?” the ash blonde asked with malice as he looked around the room, “Where is Eiji?”

“Gnn! Even if I knew… I wouldn’t… tell you!!”

“Little asshole… it doesn’t matter, because we didn’t come for him anyway…” the blonde replied in a wicked voice.

“What?!”

The brunette was shocked when he found the door to his room was left wide open. Wasting no time, he ran inside, looking for his twin brother.  But instead of finding Yamah he found a note on the bed.  He snatched it immediately and began to read it.

An address and a cell phone number was all that was written on the piece of paper. As soon as he recognized the number, he was petrified of what that person may have done to his brother. He quickly took his own cell phone, and punched in the phone number nervously. The wait seemed long, but finally his call was answered. “What have you done to him, you son of a bitch!?”