Pairing: Aiba Masaki/ Matsumoto Jun; Ninomiya Kazunari/ Sakurai Sho
Rating: up to NC-17, but PG-13 most of the time
Warning: It’s dystopia mixed with steampunk and futuristic elements combined with elements from the 18th century, I guess... So it’s a little bit darker at some points, but nothing too dark, I promise.
Summary: The world in 2300 has changed. The society is divided in humans and slaves. Slaves are born and sold to fulfil their masters’ needs and desires. There are only a few masters who see their slaves as humans – like the Sakurai brothers. But it’s hard to hide this, when the rest of the world wants to see the slaves as ‘things to use’ and not as humans.
Note: I tried my best with the steampunk genre, but I think it became a mixture between some genres, nevertheless I hope you’ll like my new multi chapter <3 Sakumiya and JunBa will both have a lot of spotlight, and Ohno will be part of the story too ^__^
Nino stepped out of the carriage right behind Sho and Masaki. He had rarely been in town. His old owner had had a small cottage outside, and he hardly had taken Nino along. Nino looked back at Jun, who was still pale, but the food in the morning had seemed to help him. His cheeks were slightly rosy and he looked all in all better again.
“There is the shop,” Sho said. He looked at Nino and Jun. “Please don't worry about the way we'll act now. We need to hide the fact that you don't get treated like the society wants you to be handled,” he whispered. Nino and Jun nodded.
“Come,” Masaki said without smiling at them. “Get in here.” He didn't even look at them when they entered the shop. “Sit down on the ground and wait for us,” Masaki ordered.
Nino was astonished how Masaki had changed his appearance in between some seconds. He didn't look gentle and nice anymore. There was a certain arrogant and harsh behaviour he had right now. And Sho next to him was not only arrogant but scary.
“Yes, Master,” Jun said and did like he was told. Nino followed him. He was astonished about the way Sho and Masaki acted here. He just hoped that this was their acting and not their real face they'd show one day when they’d be alone.
“Oh, hello,” the shop keeper said. “The Sakurai-brothers, nice to see you here again.” He smiled. He looked at Nino and Jun and pointed at them. “So you finally got yourself a slave? It's a good thing, really. They help you with the household and they can help you releasing some stress.” He winked.
Nino felt like throwing up. He hated how people talked about them, but during the years he had learned to stay quiet, otherwise he might get killed one day by saying something he wasn't allowed to say.
“True.” Sho laughed out loud.
“Did you get them from the shop outside town? Hashiwara's shop?” The man asked and came closer to Nino and Jun. “Stand up,” he ordered.
Nino and Jun looked at their owners. “Do what he asked you to do,” Masaki said.
“Oh, they only listen to you?” The shop keeper sounded amused.
“See.” Sho stepped closer to Nino, talking him by his hand roughly. “He is my property, and the only one who is allowed to touch my property is me.”
The shop keeper nodded. “I understand. That's a good decision. I lend my slave to a friend, and he broke it.” He rolled his eyes. “That was really annoying. I had to buy another one, but luckily this friend gave me the money for a new one.”
Nino felt the knot in his belly growing. He broke it? Did that mean he had killed the slave? He tried to stay calm. Nino felt Sho's fingers rubbing his wrist, like he wanted to tell him that he needed to stay calm, what he did.
“And this is yours?” he pointed at Jun. Masaki stepped next to Jun.
“Look up, when someone talks to you,” Masaki ordered and Jun obeyed.
“May I?” The shop keeper wanted to step closer, but Masaki shook his head.
“No. I don't want my slave to be touched by someone else than me.”
“I heard that Hashiwara has a lot of broken ware recently? Some of the slaves died, and to be honest, Sakurai-san, you should change this slave with another, healthier one.” He pointed at Jun. “He doesn't look healthy, and you might get his sickness when you sleep with him.”
Nino swallowed. I am used to it, I am used to it, he repeated in his mind.
“He is my problem, not yours. He looks spent, but I won't tell you why,” Masaki said with a sheepish grin.
“Oh, oh, of course, Sakurai-san. I know what you mean, I am sorry.” The shop keeper raised his hands.
“How about we get back to business?” Sho suggested. He let Nino's hand go off and stepped back to the ware on the right side.
“Sure, young masters, what do you need?” The shop keeper smiled.
Nino and Jun sat back on the ground. Nino observed Jun from the corner of his eyes. He really looked pale. He just hoped Masaki would keep his word and wouldn't bring Jun back to the shop.
Masaki still felt the anger in him burning. They had left the shop some moments ago and stepped back into the carriage. Nino and Jun carried the bags to the backside and placed everything in a big box which had been fixed there.
Jun sat next to him. He turned to Jun when the carriage started moving. “I am sorry for my words, but these people wouldn't understand.”
“It's okay.” Jun gave him a smile.
“Are you sure that you want to accompany me and not going home with Nino and Sho? You don't need to come with me to Kei-san,” Masaki said. He was afraid what would happen there, and even though he could pretend to be strong and strict, he knew that his brother played this role better than he did, and he wasn't sure if he'd be able to protect Jun.
“It doesn't look good when you tell him that you have a slave, but it's too weak to accompany you. Kei-san is very proud of his slaves, and he wants to show them to everyone. On the other side he wants to see the slaves from others as well to compare them with his. I just fear I am not a good choice for you, Masaki-san. He'll see me and laugh about the fact that you have already that used ware at home,” Jun said.
That was the right push Masaki had needed. He'd jump right into Kei-san's face when he'd say something about Jun or his choice taking Jun with him. “Stop talking low about yourself.”
“I am sorry, Masaki-san.” Jun bowed.
“Masaki, be aware that Kei-san is really one of the worst losers in the world, and he'll try everything to blame you,” Sho explained.
Masaki smirked at his brother. “Yes, but I am the only one with a cream for his red and swollen skin, and if he annoys me, I maybe run out of it and I am sadly not in the condition to make another bottle.”
Sho laughed out loud. “You really are something. Sometimes I wonder where you got this behaviour from.”
Masaki could see Jun and Nino exchanging looks. “You know what, when we are back at home you and Nino will get an exclusive tour around our garden. What do you think about it?”
Jun and Nino nodded without saying something, but Masaki could see their eyes shining. “Our parents aren't at home today, and I'll send home the maids in the afternoon, so no one should be around there, and we can make a nice picnic outside, maybe we manages it to get to the sea as well.” Sho seemed to be all chipper about Masaki's idea.
“I've never been to the sea. I would love to see it, Sho-san,” Nino said and Jun agreed with a firm nod.
“Good, it's settled then, we go out in the afternoon.” Masaki clapped.
Masaki and Jun kept silent on the way to Kei-san's house. Sho and Nino were already at home, and suddenly Masaki didn't feel that strong anymore. He was afraid that something might happen, and when he looked at Jun's worried expression he got even more afraid.
He looked at his slave closely. Jun had beautiful eyes and he was sure that Jun's smile would be mesmerizing, he just feared that Jun hadn't smiled for a long time. Jun’s fingers danced over his neck nervously, and Masaki could get lost in Jun’s eyes, even though he looked out of the window and not at Masaki. He shook his head. What was he thinking here? Yes, Jun was probably one of the most beautiful men he had ever seen, but he couldn't fall for him.
“How long have you been with Kei-san?” Masaki asked after a while.
Jun looked at him. He didn't like this topic, Masaki could see it in Jun's body language. “Three years,” he just said.
“He was the one you have been before you came to the shop?” Masaki wanted to know.
Jun nodded. Masaki had tones of questions, but he didn't dare to ask a single one of them.
“We are here,” Masaki heard the driver calling and the carriage stopped.
“Give me a sign when something is wrong,” Masaki said to Jun, even though he himself had no idea how this sign should look like.
Jun blinked at him. “Yes, Master,” he said and Masaki wanted to say something about Jun’s words, but he could already see Kei-san coming up to them.
“Sakurai-san, you are here. Oh, and you have a sla....oh dear, oh dear,” he chirped and Masaki already hated it. He looked at Jun like he was a piece of meat - but a piece of old meat. “Jun, you got a place to stay?”
He wanted to touch Jun, but Masaki was already at Kei-san's side. “Listen, Kei-san, no one, really no one is allowed to touch my slave. Not even my brother. He is my property.”
Kei-san laughed out loud. “Sakurai-san, I already touched this little thing in ways you will never dream of.” Masaki hated this piercing look Kei-san had. “Maybe you should change him into something new, you know. It's good to have new stuff, and not old and already used one. I can give you one of my new slaves. They are all fresh and strong. You can leave Jun here, I will take care of him. He won't be a burden for you anymore.”
Masaki breathed in deeply. Even though Jun stood a few steps behind him, Masaki could feel Jun's panic. He feared that Masaki would give him away, and that made Masaki angry. Of course he understood Jun's thoughts. They didn't know each other, and Jun wasn’t in the state to trust Masaki, but it made Masaki angry that Jun was even considering that he’d give him away. Sometimes Masaki wished that he'd live in earlier centuries, where Japan was still a country where everyone was equal. “You know Kei-san, if you dare to lay a hand on my property, we'll have a bigger problem, like I am running out of medicine for you. So don't you dare to get close to him.” Masaki shrugged with an evil smile.
“Hey, it was just a suggestion.” Kei-san stepped to Jun and wanted to touch him, but Masaki took his hand away.
“I really mean what I said. Don't you dare to touch him.” Masaki's eyes got dark and his voice was lowered. He didn't know that he was able to sound that way, but Jun had woken up his protective instinct.
Masaki pulled on his bag and gave Kei-san a bottle with white cream in it. “Use this, you'll feel better soon.”
“Come on, Jun, we go.” Masaki pulled on Jun's arm.
“You know, Sakurai-san,” Kei-san said. “It's dangerous to see the humanity in slaves. And it's dangerous to fall for them.”
Masaki turned to the other, who just smiled evilly. “You have no idea what I do with my property and it's none of your business.”
“Just warn you,” he chirped before he got back into the house.
“Masaki-san?” Jun asked when they were already back in Masaki's rooms. He roamed through the kitchen, searching for his liquor he had once made. Today Masaki felt like he needed something strong.
“What?” He yelled but immediately felt sorry for being rude. “I am sorry.”
“I just wanted to apologize for getting you into trouble.” Jun knelt on the floor and bowed. “Maybe Kei-san is right and you should bring me back to the shop.”
Masaki pushed on Jun's arm to get him up. “I already told you, you shall stop talking about yourself like this.”
He could see Jun nibbling on his lower lip, and his eyes got teary. “But I am really ...”
“Stop it.” Masaki brushed over Jun's cheek. “I chose you and you'll stay with me, end of the discussion. And I don't want to hear that you are not worth for … whatever … again from you, understand?”
Jun nodded. “I am not angry with you, really. I just hate our system.” Masaki added.
“But your reputation?” Jun asked.
Masaki snorted. “As if I care about such things.” He took Jun's hand. “Listen, I wanted to give you a place where you can feel save, and I am well aware of the fact that this is very hard to hide, and that there'd be people around me, who try to destroy my plan. And Kei-san is one of these guys, and that makes me angry, but it has nothing to do with you.”
Masaki could see tear drops running down Jun's cheek. He breathed out like he got rid of an enormous tension in his body. “Please, stop crying, or I'll start crying too. I am really teary sometimes.” Masaki laughed. “Or how my brother calls me: crybaby – so probably he’d call us crybaby pair, when he’d see us both crying in the kitchen,” he added with a smile.
He heard Jun sobbing combined with a small laugh. “There it is! The smile I wanted to see. I already mused how you look like when you are smiling, and here it is,” Masaki chirped. Jun's smile grew bigger and the small wrinkles around his lips curled perfectly around them. Masaki's heart jumped. Yes, that's what he wanted to see.
“How about joining Nino and Sho? I think they are already outside, and I hope that Sho doesn't eat all of my cherries,” Masaki suggested.
“Cherries?” Jun asked. He wiped away some of his tears. “What's this?”
Masaki laughed. He still had Jun's hand in his and intertwined their fingers. “I will show you, you need to taste them.” Jun's hand felt so warm, and when Masaki felt Jun squeezing his hand, he felt happy and the anger from before had been almost gone.
A/N: Hello everyone, thank you so much for all your nice comments <3 I am healthy again, so everything is perfect. ^^ I am just a little stressed because of an exam at work, but it's okay. ^^
I hope you are doing fine?
So, what do you think about that chapter? It's going well between Masaki and Jun? They develope feelings for each other? Or is it just Masaki falling for Jun?
Oh, and I know it's a JunBa chapter, but Sakumiya will be in the next part, I promise <3 <3 I really tried to give both pairings enough space in the story <3
See you next week everyone *hugs*