Promises and Treachery 3 (2/3)
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wendyjolyTitle : Promises and Treachery III
Author : WendyJoly
Pairing : Guess who~
Rating : NC-17
Length : Chaptered
Beta : My precious![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Genre : Poker, tricks and Love
Disclaimer : I own nothing but Arashi owns surely my soul
Summary : Ninomiya Kazunari and Sakurai Sho are partners in spite of them to steal a famous paint to a yakuza…
Note : This is the third part of a trilogy, you don’t need to read the two previous one to understand this part, however to fully grasp the situation, I’d advise you to do!
They greeted the steward at the stairs and got into the airplane. Three men were already there and as soon as they sat, the door closed.
“Ohayo, Shige-san.”
“Ohayo, Yoshimoto-san, Ninomiya-san, how are you?”
“Kazunari is not very comfortable with planes. How long for the flight?”
“Nagase-san didn’t really inform me, but…?”
The couple behind them smiled and stood up to shake their hands.
“Nagase-san is a man full of surprise, last time we played on an island lost in the middle of the Caribbean. By the way, we didn’t introduce themselves, Hongo Kanata and this is my sister, Yuriko.”
“I guess we have to enjoy the ride.” Said Sho to Nino, a seductive smile adorning his lips.
They didn’t really learn a lot of things about their travel companion, each of them keeping a cautious silence about their activities. Shige and Sakurai obviously knew each other, since he was the master of ceremony for the black auction and surely was he the usher for his poker games. They won’t really have to touch on some contentious subjects, and finally Nino fell asleep as they were exchanging some precious addresses around the world to sample some tasty wine.
“Wake up, here we are.”
The sun was falling down yet the warmth outside of the plane hit them violently.
“Where are we?”
“Havana, according the flag. He definitely loves the Caribbean.” Sho pointed the blue flag ornamented with a golden key and 3 towers on the airport roof.
“Great…”
The five of them got into the car which waited for on the tarmac and less than an hour later, they finally reached their goal. A huge mansion into a residential district, far beyond the thickest portal they ever saw.
A butler opened the massive wooden door and Nagase welcomed them with a big cigar between his fingers.
“Come on in, come on in! I hope the flight went well, the pilot told me that Ariake-san was uneasy with planes. How are you?”
“I’m fine, I slept to be true.”
“Very well. Pablo will lead you to your bedroom; the dinner will be ready in one hour. Take your time.”
The mansion was typical of the one you can find in this part of the world, the one Nino used to see in those drugs dealer movie. He smirked at the idea and took his suitcase, following Sho on the stairs.
“Here is your bedroom. Excuse me.”
The butler bowed at them and resumed his task with the three other guests. Nino put the suitcase on the floor and took of his jacket, unbuttoning his sticky shirt.
“What do you think about~?”
Sho cut him by taking his mouth eagerly, tossing Nino’s shirt on the floor.
“~Taking a shower with you? I’m dying to.”
He dragged him into the bathroom , undressing him on their way and Nino didn’t think further when Sho unbuckled his belt. Once the door closed behind them, Sho turned on the shower and began to strip too. Then inspected the bathroom in silence.
“There are security cameras in the bedroom, surely some wire devices too. What did you notice?”
“There are ten doors at this level and from the Hall, I noticed a library, the living room and if we count the usual kitchen and the door leading to a basement, two doors left. On one of them a security system, I guess this is the place to visit.”
“Okay. So we can suppose that Nagase’s room is upstairs too, will you keep your treasures by your side, hidden or will you expose them?”
“If I built a house in a foreign country far from mine and that I was a powerful yakuza, I’ll be confident enough to brag about it.”
“We’ll see this tonight.”
“And the siblings, who are they?”
“Did you ever hear anything about the Assassin League?”
“Like in the DC comics?”
“Yeah, but they are real. And those two are real freaks, be cautious.”
“I’ll be.”
“Go first in the shower.”
“Alone?”
“Wicked boy. Do you need help to wash your back?”
“Is it a serious proposition?” Said Nino staring at Sho as he began to wash his torso.
“I said I would not touch you, isn’t it?”
“So how are we proceeding once in our bed? If he’s observing us, will you sleep on the couch.
“Of course not.”
“Don’t tell me…you plan to do some ‘air sex’? Really?”
“In the dark he will not see the difference.”
“What the fuck! Really?
“It’s my turn.”
Sho threw a bathrobe to Nino and took his place into the shower, cleaning his body slowly, leaving a moan of pleasure passing his lips.
“I don’t give a shit. You can play the cool guy and act as if you didn’t want me, I don’t want you neither. I had sex yesterday night, all night long that’s why I slept so well in this plane…”
“Very well.”
“Very well!”
Sho put the towel around his waist on and smiled to his reflexion into the mirror, then left the bathroom.
♥♠♣♦
“We will play tomorrow night, I don’t want to take advantage of the tiredness due to the trip!” Laughed Nagase, patting Hongo’s shoulder.
“How as the shower?”
“Pretty…refreshing.” Said Sho after a glimpse at Nino.
“Will walk around the house after the dinner, ne?”
“It will be a pleasure to discover this marvel, Nagase-san.”
“Ninomiya-kun, Sho told me you were student, is it true?”
“It is. I’m in last year in Art section. Pottery section.”
“Really? I have some pieces I’m sure you’ll be interested! We’ll see that later but first let’s eat. Yuriko-chan, how are you dear, it’s been a long time! Hongo-kun, you tend to hide your sister, lately…”
“We have been really busy lately.”
“I can understand that. People with such a special skill are too rare. You’re artists at your manner, too.”
Yuriko beamed and blushed, biting shyly her meat.
“Will we play the fifth of us?” Asked Hongo.
“Kazunari will you play?”
“I…am not very talented with trump game. I’m just here to support Yoshimoto-san.”
“I would like so much having such a nice support! Two guests are joining us tomorrow night. We’ll be 6 it’s good to play in little committee.”
They don’t dare to ask who these two persons were and the meal went smoothly, each of them observing the others subtly, gauging their futures adversaries.
“Would you follow me for a walk through the house?” suggested Nagase after offering a cigar to his guests.
“Kazunari-kun?” Nagase approached Nino and this latter did his best to smile. He really was decided to seduce him?!
With his soft voice and his seductive smirk, Nino understood how much this man could be charming and thus so much dangerous.
“Hm?”
“Would you keep me company for a moment? Sho-kun too, of course.”
“It will be my pleasure.”
The two thieves entered the house behind the master of the place and this one opened the famous locked door with a code.
“Oh my God.”
Sho couldn’t keep for himself his thrill. He knew since a long time that Nagase recollected piece of Arts from the entire world, but he never expected entering such a fantastic museum. He walked through the huge room, admiring some pieces of Art he never dreamnt to see, he recognized some very famous Masters pieces.
“I saw this auto-portrait in a museum at Barcelona.”
“Yeah, this is a copy out there.”
Sho chuckled and took a glimpse at Nino who was standing still in front of a show window. He walked to him and looked at the glass case at his turn.
There were several bowls, from different colors and different shapes some are lacquered and others are roughs and Sho paid attention to Nagase’s delighted gaze when he positioned himself beside Nino.
“Do you know where these pieces are coming from?”
“They are classics but from a very good quality, each shelf represents a particular trademark. There are several Pottery House in Japan and each of them has a special trademark, his own style. Okinawa, Mino, Kyūshū…this collection is priceless. A bowl sculpted by a mukei bunkazai worth billions and billions of yens.”
“A mukei bunkazai?” whispered Sho.
“A man who received the title of Cultural Treasure. Since the 50’s, only 15 men received it.”
“I see.”
They reached out their bedroom without a word and Sho sat on the bed, his look focused on Nino’s closed face. His jaws were clenched and his eyebrows were frowned.
Sho leaned forward and slid his fingers in Nino’s belt to attract him. He unbuckled it and took off his pants, tossed his shirt on the floor just like his socks and laid him down on the bed. He stripped slowly, keeping only his trunk and slipped into the sheets with him.
“It shook you?”
Nino nodded slightly, unable to talk, fearing to speak words which could condemn them.
“Did you see something’s familiar?”
Another nod. Sho understood that he saw his father’s work in this window case, he was certainly a good actor but he couldn’t pretend now. Sho rolled over and took place between Nino’s thighs, placing his hands from each side of his face.
“What are you doing? I thought that~”
“Hush. I think you need some comfort.”
Nino put his arms around Sho’s shoulder and hushed a grateful “I do.”
Sho kissed his jaw, his temple, the back of his ear, brushing his bang with the tip of his fingers, weighing heavily on his stomach.
It was so frustrating. They were finally in a bed but despite their equivocal position, Sho was so weighty on him that Nino couldn’t move at all. He offered him what he craved for so much but refused it at the same time. What the Hell!
“Are you doing this because you freak out to see me too emotional? I know you are.”
“One day you asked me to show you that I cared about you. I’m showing you.”
Nino chuckled softly and kissed Sho’s shoulder.
“Aren’t you afraid that I take advantage of the situation?”
“I’m a man of self-control.”
The younger hide his face against Sho’s neck and moaned huskily, then, slowly, stretched his arms above his head.
“Yeah…like that.”
Sho cursed and stared at him thoroughly, visibly examining the possibilities he had to escape this situation without taking back his word and without exposing himself. Biting him to turn him down? Surely not, it would be worst and the sole idea turned him up.
He changed slightly his balance and Nino moved his hips, arching his back with a scream of pleasure.
Such a tease, thought Sho unable to struggle against the attraction he felt for him. He leaned forward to him and kissed his lips gently, interrupting his exaggerated moans, making him blush suddenly.
“Hush…”
He slid his hand between them and readjusted their manhood delicately placing them against each other through the soft fabric, keeping his eyes on Nino’s. Then he moved. So lightly at first that Nino could thought he had dreamnt it.
He didn’t dare to move with him, afraid that he stops this so delectable friction. How many years has it been that he played the dry hump game with a guy? His teenager’s years surely but he couldn’t remember that it has ever been so exciting. Unable to decide if this frustration was a real torture or the climax of an erotic stimulation, he wrapped his legs around Sho’s waist and enjoyed his groan of delight.
He planned to turn him up with some salacious sentences, convinced that he would give up his stubborn behaviour, convinced too that he would be angry after, but at least he would have obtain what he wanted. Yet, nothing worked as planned. It was a sweet moment they were living together. A beautiful moment, out of time and Nino forgot that they were in a hostile house, that they were playing roles, forgot the bowl he saw a moment ago in this yakuza’s collection.
He simply closed his eyes and once again left Sho lead him to heaven, losing himself into his tender kisses and sensual strokes. He died to slip his hand on their crotches to give them some relief but he knew that Sho won’t like it so he grabbed him stronger by the shoulders and kissed him hard when he released inside his trunk. He put back his feet on the mattress and felt Sho’s hotness on his stomach, swallowing his scream of pleasure in their kiss.
He felt the sticky liquid between them and chuckled despite himself, feeling again like a teenager who just dirtied his sheets. Sho looked at him tenderly and laughed softly too, pecking his lips gently.
“Could we stay like that a moment?”
“ ’Course.”
♥♠♣♦
The next day, each of the guests wandered around the house, enjoying the pool or the garden, followed by some guards
in maids or butler’s disguise. Sho and Nino managed to take some landmark into the house and finalize their plans.
Nagase disappeared the most part of the day and came back before the dinner with his two new guests.
A fat man, visibly a notable of the neighborhood and his wife, both of them in their 50’s.
There was a real tension during the meal and despite Nagase's joyful conversation no one could forget the game to come. These two new players changed the atmosphere and rocked the assertiveness they built since then.
Nagase led them into a room they never visit where a big round table was. Shigeaki was already there and walked to them with a suitcase at the hand.
“I’ll be the bank during the game. Misters, Ladies, if you don’t mind.”
He opened the trunk on the wall and each gambler handed him the cash they brought with them, giving them coins in exchange. Then they sat and Nino took a chair by Shigeaki’s side. He was focus on Sho but noticed Nagase’s look on him. His desire was so obvious that he wondered for a second if the bed scene yesterday hasn’t been too much. No.
That’s where they wanted to be, distract him enough for him to release his attention and let them steal the paint.
He turned to him and smiled innocently. The yakuza bit his lips and gazed at Sho unsubtly.
“If you’re ready, I begin to deal the cards.”
The tension was tangible in the large room and each gambler took a glimpse at their cards, keeping their best poker face. In the middle of the previous night Nino proposed to Sho to help him to cheat but this latter declined. What a waste, he was so skilled to count the cards…but Sho was surely too.
After a few minutes of silence, Nagase bet about ten coins and Sho followed and raised the bet. What could be his hand? Nino would have given a lot to know it. But for the moment, he judged more cautious to stay at his place, the gamers were too tensed.
He spotted Yuriko’s gaze on him and she lighted a cigarette then smiled to him. She was pretty, thought Nino but absolutely unfathomable. She was a killer, said Sho but who could guess seeing this so innocent smile?
He heard Sho chuckle and look at him.
“Excuse my sister, she’s so impolite sometimes. Yu-chan, apologize to them, you can’t stare at the people this way.”
“I can’t help myself, they are cute together. They are looking at each other so amorously, it’s touching. Where did you meet?”
Hongo was about to scold her but Nagase laughed out loud.
“Leave your sister alone, Hongo-kun, I want to know too.”
“We met in a hotel’s bar, on an island.” Murmured Sho and the silence fell. “I was alone in this little jazzy bar and he sat next to me, asking me if I was ready to commit madness.”
“I guess you said yes.” Drawled Yuriko.
“He made me drink, and then helped me to find my bedroom. He never stopped to surprise me since this first night.”
“Such a romantic man.” Whispered Nagase.
“He bewitched me.” Said Sho seriously, staring at Nino in the eyes, making him melt idiotically.
“What’s with this atmosphere?!” Cut the fat man, stroking his wife cheek. “I don’t feel in the mood for poker anymore. You distracted us my dear.”
“Perhaps did she do it on purpose?” Smirked Sho.
“No, I really wanted to learn more about you. If you’re looking for a new partner one day…”
“Yuriko!! Behave!” Eructed Hongo and for a moment, Nino thought that he was about to beat her but she laughed joyfully and displayed a splendid four-flush.
The players came back in the game forcefully, blaming themselves to have been so easily fooled by the young woman.
She was definitely more dangerous than she seemed to be and Nino stared at Sho who was focused on his hand.
He won the second game and Nagase began to show his impatience, taking a cigar to hide his frustration.
The third game began after almost two hours and Nino stood up.
“May I walk around to stretch my legs, I’m cramped…”
“Go ahead.” Hushed Nagase “After this game we’ll do a pause, agreed?”
The gamblers nodded and as Nino was pouring a glass of water, he took the opportunity to observe the players from another point of view.
The new guests were obviously not good players. They quickly left the party and the woman approached him with a smile.
“Are you a friend of Nagase-san?” she told him in undertone.
“Yoshimoto-san works with him, I’m just his guest.”
“You’re very in love with each other.”
“Do you think so?”
“As plain as day. He’s so keen on you!”
“I don’t know. He’s a mysterious man, not very talkative and emotional.”
“But you’re here, by his side. He chose to be with you.”
“I don’t know if he really chose. Perhaps am I just a handy solution.”
“You always have the choice.”
Nino smirked gratefully, slapping himself mentally to hang up so pitifully to the slightest encouraging words. This woman with her generous curves was the very image of the motherhood and somehow she pushed him to speak in confidence.
She was certainly wrong, of course she didn’t know the truth about their relationship but…Sho was strong and clever enough to find a way to get rid of him if he would have really wished to. He accepted this partnership, unwillingly but he accepted it, and somehow he couldn’t help but thinking that he was preparing his revenge.
Once this paint stolen, would he vanish in the air? It was his worst fear because he was totally helpless regarding Sho’s behavior.
“Are you talking about me?”
Nino stared at the man, surprised to see him by his side so suddenly.
“Exactly!” Answered the woman, patting Nino’s shoulder before joining her husband.
“I was thirsty. We did a pause.”
“Things are going well?”
“As it was planned. We’re three now.”
“Our charming killer has been eliminated?”
“Yeah. She can’t keep her eyes off you, beware.”
“I’m a cautious man, don’t worry.”
Sho put on his glass on the tray and caressed Nino’s neck delicately.
“I can’t help but being worry about you.”
This smirk…could he be sincere?
“Nagase-san, Nino is tired, he has to rest. Does it bother you?”
“Of course not. You should let him sleep at night.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do this, Nagase-san…”
The other laughed grossly and Sho stole a kiss to Nino before pushing him to the corridor.
“I come with you.”
Yuriko took Nino’s arm and after a wave to his the gamblers dragged him outside.
“Relax” she murmured “I’m not gonna kill you, or seduce you. He would not allow it.”
“He wouldn’t?”
“You can trust me, Ninomiya-kun. If you need my help, you just have to ask.”
“I…don’t have any enemy, you know. I’m just a plain Art student…”
“I have a lot of skills, I can be very useful.”
“Okay, I’ll…think about it. Here we are.”
“You’re safe. Do you want me to stay in front of the door?”
“…”
“It’s a joke, ja’”
She pecked his cheek and he entered the bedroom wondering if Sho wasn’t right when he warned him about the strange young woman. He lied down on the bed and figured out how much he was exhausted. If he learned one thing during those years of business it was that he couldn’t afford to lack of sleep, he needed every bit of his full lucidity to take the good decisions when it was required. And tonight he will need his full and perfect awareness.
He reviewed in his head the plan so well established and fell asleep without notice.
Sho’s voice woke him up but so far that he thought for a second that he was still dreaming.
“Nino. Could you get down and bring me the leather tube please.”
An intercom? Where was it? Holly shit, hidden behind a curtain on the side of the bed! After the butler, the audio system, was he in an old British manor? He smiled at the idea and after a look at the mirror, came back to the game room where one could have cut the air with a knife.
Sho and Nagase were sat at the table, facing each other and the both of them were obviously awfully tensed despite the cool look they were displaying.
“I’m here.”
Sho just reached out and Nino handed him the leather tube, puzzled about the purpose of this little scene.
He opened the sealed opercula and cautiously unwound the paint it contained. A religious silence could be heard then some soft thrilled exclamations when the wonderful piece of Art was revealed. A colorful paint, almost a childish one but immensely moving, talking to the child the viewer once was, a splendid Mirõ, protected by a plastic protection.
“May I see it?” murmured Shige; approaching like mesmerized the master piece.
“You’re welcome.”
The auctioneer put on his white gloves and observed it for a long time, turning it upside down and over cautiously with the respect and the care it deserved.
“It’s an authentic Mirõ. The Garden if I’m not mistaken.”
“You’re perfectly right, Shige-san.”
“So what’s the deal, Yoshimoto-kun?” Gasped Nagase, visibly exhilarated by this new twist.
“We could play our money endlessly since we’re visibly about equal in strength. Why don’t we play a little bit harder? My Mirõ against your Utagawa Yoshitsuya.”
“Are you kidding me? You can’t!” Nino’s voice sounded in the silent room like a sound of thunder .”You can’t bet this paint!”
“Nino, it’s neither the place nor the time for one of your little emotional crisis. If you can't behave, go back to the bedroom, you didn’t sleep enough.”
“I don’t want to create havoc between you, Sho-kun, if this paint~”
“This painting is mine, he doesn't have his say in it.”
“…As you wish. Of course, I agree.”
“Wonderful.” Sho focused back on the game, the painting between the both of them.
Nino curbed a sob, clenching his jaws and his fists, surprisingly joined by the two women. The older put her hand on his shoulder and whispered a “after all, perhaps I was wrong about him…”
Everything turned bad for Sakurai and when there were nothing left to do anymore, Nino left the room without a word.
He rushed to the bedroom and locked it up furiously. About one hour later he heard the doorknob moving softly then frenetically then a ferocious knock at the door.
“Open this door!”
“Where is the painting?”
“I will not repeat it, open-this-door!”
Nino unlocked slowly the door and stepped aside to let Sho entering the room.
“Where is the paint?”
“I lost it. And don’t say a word, we’re going back to Tokyo tomorrow morning.”
“How could you?”
“Could do what? Put a bet on something I possessed? Don’t be so childish. Come to bed.” Smirked Sakurai as he undressed.
“I don’t want to.”
“I can’t hear you.”
“You don’t even realize that you lost a painting which worth billions of dollars, you don’t even seem to care about what this paint meant for me, for us.”
“If you refuse to come to bed now, this is our last night. That’s what I perfectly realize right now. Make your choice.”
The younger bit his lips almost painfully, unbearably frustrated by the nonchalance of his lover, by the way he always considered him as a puppet.
Yet…he was unable to turn his back to him. He knew that Sakurai would not run after him if he passed the threshold of the bedroom. So he unbuttoned his shirt, took off his pant and laid down on the bed, his eyes wet by tears.
Sakurai stroke his face gently, a content smile on his face and he covered their bodies with the sheets and turned off the light.
“I knew you were reasonable.”
Go to chapter 1
Author : WendyJoly
Pairing : Guess who~
Rating : NC-17
Length : Chaptered
Beta : My precious
chibipinkpetalsGenre : Poker, tricks and Love
Disclaimer : I own nothing but Arashi owns surely my soul
Summary : Ninomiya Kazunari and Sakurai Sho are partners in spite of them to steal a famous paint to a yakuza…
Note : This is the third part of a trilogy, you don’t need to read the two previous one to understand this part, however to fully grasp the situation, I’d advise you to do!
They greeted the steward at the stairs and got into the airplane. Three men were already there and as soon as they sat, the door closed.
“Ohayo, Shige-san.”
“Ohayo, Yoshimoto-san, Ninomiya-san, how are you?”
“Kazunari is not very comfortable with planes. How long for the flight?”
“Nagase-san didn’t really inform me, but…?”
The couple behind them smiled and stood up to shake their hands.
“Nagase-san is a man full of surprise, last time we played on an island lost in the middle of the Caribbean. By the way, we didn’t introduce themselves, Hongo Kanata and this is my sister, Yuriko.”
“I guess we have to enjoy the ride.” Said Sho to Nino, a seductive smile adorning his lips.
They didn’t really learn a lot of things about their travel companion, each of them keeping a cautious silence about their activities. Shige and Sakurai obviously knew each other, since he was the master of ceremony for the black auction and surely was he the usher for his poker games. They won’t really have to touch on some contentious subjects, and finally Nino fell asleep as they were exchanging some precious addresses around the world to sample some tasty wine.
“Wake up, here we are.”
The sun was falling down yet the warmth outside of the plane hit them violently.
“Where are we?”
“Havana, according the flag. He definitely loves the Caribbean.” Sho pointed the blue flag ornamented with a golden key and 3 towers on the airport roof.
“Great…”
The five of them got into the car which waited for on the tarmac and less than an hour later, they finally reached their goal. A huge mansion into a residential district, far beyond the thickest portal they ever saw.
A butler opened the massive wooden door and Nagase welcomed them with a big cigar between his fingers.
“Come on in, come on in! I hope the flight went well, the pilot told me that Ariake-san was uneasy with planes. How are you?”
“I’m fine, I slept to be true.”
“Very well. Pablo will lead you to your bedroom; the dinner will be ready in one hour. Take your time.”
The mansion was typical of the one you can find in this part of the world, the one Nino used to see in those drugs dealer movie. He smirked at the idea and took his suitcase, following Sho on the stairs.
“Here is your bedroom. Excuse me.”
The butler bowed at them and resumed his task with the three other guests. Nino put the suitcase on the floor and took of his jacket, unbuttoning his sticky shirt.
“What do you think about~?”
Sho cut him by taking his mouth eagerly, tossing Nino’s shirt on the floor.
“~Taking a shower with you? I’m dying to.”
He dragged him into the bathroom , undressing him on their way and Nino didn’t think further when Sho unbuckled his belt. Once the door closed behind them, Sho turned on the shower and began to strip too. Then inspected the bathroom in silence.
“There are security cameras in the bedroom, surely some wire devices too. What did you notice?”
“There are ten doors at this level and from the Hall, I noticed a library, the living room and if we count the usual kitchen and the door leading to a basement, two doors left. On one of them a security system, I guess this is the place to visit.”
“Okay. So we can suppose that Nagase’s room is upstairs too, will you keep your treasures by your side, hidden or will you expose them?”
“If I built a house in a foreign country far from mine and that I was a powerful yakuza, I’ll be confident enough to brag about it.”
“We’ll see this tonight.”
“And the siblings, who are they?”
“Did you ever hear anything about the Assassin League?”
“Like in the DC comics?”
“Yeah, but they are real. And those two are real freaks, be cautious.”
“I’ll be.”
“Go first in the shower.”
“Alone?”
“Wicked boy. Do you need help to wash your back?”
“Is it a serious proposition?” Said Nino staring at Sho as he began to wash his torso.
“I said I would not touch you, isn’t it?”
“So how are we proceeding once in our bed? If he’s observing us, will you sleep on the couch.
“Of course not.”
“Don’t tell me…you plan to do some ‘air sex’? Really?”
“In the dark he will not see the difference.”
“What the fuck! Really?
“It’s my turn.”
Sho threw a bathrobe to Nino and took his place into the shower, cleaning his body slowly, leaving a moan of pleasure passing his lips.
“I don’t give a shit. You can play the cool guy and act as if you didn’t want me, I don’t want you neither. I had sex yesterday night, all night long that’s why I slept so well in this plane…”
“Very well.”
“Very well!”
Sho put the towel around his waist on and smiled to his reflexion into the mirror, then left the bathroom.
“We will play tomorrow night, I don’t want to take advantage of the tiredness due to the trip!” Laughed Nagase, patting Hongo’s shoulder.
“How as the shower?”
“Pretty…refreshing.” Said Sho after a glimpse at Nino.
“Will walk around the house after the dinner, ne?”
“It will be a pleasure to discover this marvel, Nagase-san.”
“Ninomiya-kun, Sho told me you were student, is it true?”
“It is. I’m in last year in Art section. Pottery section.”
“Really? I have some pieces I’m sure you’ll be interested! We’ll see that later but first let’s eat. Yuriko-chan, how are you dear, it’s been a long time! Hongo-kun, you tend to hide your sister, lately…”
“We have been really busy lately.”
“I can understand that. People with such a special skill are too rare. You’re artists at your manner, too.”
Yuriko beamed and blushed, biting shyly her meat.
“Will we play the fifth of us?” Asked Hongo.
“Kazunari will you play?”
“I…am not very talented with trump game. I’m just here to support Yoshimoto-san.”
“I would like so much having such a nice support! Two guests are joining us tomorrow night. We’ll be 6 it’s good to play in little committee.”
They don’t dare to ask who these two persons were and the meal went smoothly, each of them observing the others subtly, gauging their futures adversaries.
“Would you follow me for a walk through the house?” suggested Nagase after offering a cigar to his guests.
“Kazunari-kun?” Nagase approached Nino and this latter did his best to smile. He really was decided to seduce him?!
With his soft voice and his seductive smirk, Nino understood how much this man could be charming and thus so much dangerous.
“Hm?”
“Would you keep me company for a moment? Sho-kun too, of course.”
“It will be my pleasure.”
The two thieves entered the house behind the master of the place and this one opened the famous locked door with a code.
“Oh my God.”
Sho couldn’t keep for himself his thrill. He knew since a long time that Nagase recollected piece of Arts from the entire world, but he never expected entering such a fantastic museum. He walked through the huge room, admiring some pieces of Art he never dreamnt to see, he recognized some very famous Masters pieces.
“I saw this auto-portrait in a museum at Barcelona.”
“Yeah, this is a copy out there.”
Sho chuckled and took a glimpse at Nino who was standing still in front of a show window. He walked to him and looked at the glass case at his turn.
There were several bowls, from different colors and different shapes some are lacquered and others are roughs and Sho paid attention to Nagase’s delighted gaze when he positioned himself beside Nino.
“Do you know where these pieces are coming from?”
“They are classics but from a very good quality, each shelf represents a particular trademark. There are several Pottery House in Japan and each of them has a special trademark, his own style. Okinawa, Mino, Kyūshū…this collection is priceless. A bowl sculpted by a mukei bunkazai worth billions and billions of yens.”
“A mukei bunkazai?” whispered Sho.
“A man who received the title of Cultural Treasure. Since the 50’s, only 15 men received it.”
“I see.”
They reached out their bedroom without a word and Sho sat on the bed, his look focused on Nino’s closed face. His jaws were clenched and his eyebrows were frowned.
Sho leaned forward and slid his fingers in Nino’s belt to attract him. He unbuckled it and took off his pants, tossed his shirt on the floor just like his socks and laid him down on the bed. He stripped slowly, keeping only his trunk and slipped into the sheets with him.
“It shook you?”
Nino nodded slightly, unable to talk, fearing to speak words which could condemn them.
“Did you see something’s familiar?”
Another nod. Sho understood that he saw his father’s work in this window case, he was certainly a good actor but he couldn’t pretend now. Sho rolled over and took place between Nino’s thighs, placing his hands from each side of his face.
“What are you doing? I thought that~”
“Hush. I think you need some comfort.”
Nino put his arms around Sho’s shoulder and hushed a grateful “I do.”
Sho kissed his jaw, his temple, the back of his ear, brushing his bang with the tip of his fingers, weighing heavily on his stomach.
It was so frustrating. They were finally in a bed but despite their equivocal position, Sho was so weighty on him that Nino couldn’t move at all. He offered him what he craved for so much but refused it at the same time. What the Hell!
“Are you doing this because you freak out to see me too emotional? I know you are.”
“One day you asked me to show you that I cared about you. I’m showing you.”
Nino chuckled softly and kissed Sho’s shoulder.
“Aren’t you afraid that I take advantage of the situation?”
“I’m a man of self-control.”
The younger hide his face against Sho’s neck and moaned huskily, then, slowly, stretched his arms above his head.
“Yeah…like that.”
Sho cursed and stared at him thoroughly, visibly examining the possibilities he had to escape this situation without taking back his word and without exposing himself. Biting him to turn him down? Surely not, it would be worst and the sole idea turned him up.
He changed slightly his balance and Nino moved his hips, arching his back with a scream of pleasure.
Such a tease, thought Sho unable to struggle against the attraction he felt for him. He leaned forward to him and kissed his lips gently, interrupting his exaggerated moans, making him blush suddenly.
“Hush…”
He slid his hand between them and readjusted their manhood delicately placing them against each other through the soft fabric, keeping his eyes on Nino’s. Then he moved. So lightly at first that Nino could thought he had dreamnt it.
He didn’t dare to move with him, afraid that he stops this so delectable friction. How many years has it been that he played the dry hump game with a guy? His teenager’s years surely but he couldn’t remember that it has ever been so exciting. Unable to decide if this frustration was a real torture or the climax of an erotic stimulation, he wrapped his legs around Sho’s waist and enjoyed his groan of delight.
He planned to turn him up with some salacious sentences, convinced that he would give up his stubborn behaviour, convinced too that he would be angry after, but at least he would have obtain what he wanted. Yet, nothing worked as planned. It was a sweet moment they were living together. A beautiful moment, out of time and Nino forgot that they were in a hostile house, that they were playing roles, forgot the bowl he saw a moment ago in this yakuza’s collection.
He simply closed his eyes and once again left Sho lead him to heaven, losing himself into his tender kisses and sensual strokes. He died to slip his hand on their crotches to give them some relief but he knew that Sho won’t like it so he grabbed him stronger by the shoulders and kissed him hard when he released inside his trunk. He put back his feet on the mattress and felt Sho’s hotness on his stomach, swallowing his scream of pleasure in their kiss.
He felt the sticky liquid between them and chuckled despite himself, feeling again like a teenager who just dirtied his sheets. Sho looked at him tenderly and laughed softly too, pecking his lips gently.
“Could we stay like that a moment?”
“ ’Course.”
The next day, each of the guests wandered around the house, enjoying the pool or the garden, followed by some guards
in maids or butler’s disguise. Sho and Nino managed to take some landmark into the house and finalize their plans.
Nagase disappeared the most part of the day and came back before the dinner with his two new guests.
A fat man, visibly a notable of the neighborhood and his wife, both of them in their 50’s.
There was a real tension during the meal and despite Nagase's joyful conversation no one could forget the game to come. These two new players changed the atmosphere and rocked the assertiveness they built since then.
Nagase led them into a room they never visit where a big round table was. Shigeaki was already there and walked to them with a suitcase at the hand.
“I’ll be the bank during the game. Misters, Ladies, if you don’t mind.”
He opened the trunk on the wall and each gambler handed him the cash they brought with them, giving them coins in exchange. Then they sat and Nino took a chair by Shigeaki’s side. He was focus on Sho but noticed Nagase’s look on him. His desire was so obvious that he wondered for a second if the bed scene yesterday hasn’t been too much. No.
That’s where they wanted to be, distract him enough for him to release his attention and let them steal the paint.
He turned to him and smiled innocently. The yakuza bit his lips and gazed at Sho unsubtly.
“If you’re ready, I begin to deal the cards.”
The tension was tangible in the large room and each gambler took a glimpse at their cards, keeping their best poker face. In the middle of the previous night Nino proposed to Sho to help him to cheat but this latter declined. What a waste, he was so skilled to count the cards…but Sho was surely too.
After a few minutes of silence, Nagase bet about ten coins and Sho followed and raised the bet. What could be his hand? Nino would have given a lot to know it. But for the moment, he judged more cautious to stay at his place, the gamers were too tensed.
He spotted Yuriko’s gaze on him and she lighted a cigarette then smiled to him. She was pretty, thought Nino but absolutely unfathomable. She was a killer, said Sho but who could guess seeing this so innocent smile?
He heard Sho chuckle and look at him.
“Excuse my sister, she’s so impolite sometimes. Yu-chan, apologize to them, you can’t stare at the people this way.”
“I can’t help myself, they are cute together. They are looking at each other so amorously, it’s touching. Where did you meet?”
Hongo was about to scold her but Nagase laughed out loud.
“Leave your sister alone, Hongo-kun, I want to know too.”
“We met in a hotel’s bar, on an island.” Murmured Sho and the silence fell. “I was alone in this little jazzy bar and he sat next to me, asking me if I was ready to commit madness.”
“I guess you said yes.” Drawled Yuriko.
“He made me drink, and then helped me to find my bedroom. He never stopped to surprise me since this first night.”
“Such a romantic man.” Whispered Nagase.
“He bewitched me.” Said Sho seriously, staring at Nino in the eyes, making him melt idiotically.
“What’s with this atmosphere?!” Cut the fat man, stroking his wife cheek. “I don’t feel in the mood for poker anymore. You distracted us my dear.”
“Perhaps did she do it on purpose?” Smirked Sho.
“No, I really wanted to learn more about you. If you’re looking for a new partner one day…”
“Yuriko!! Behave!” Eructed Hongo and for a moment, Nino thought that he was about to beat her but she laughed joyfully and displayed a splendid four-flush.
The players came back in the game forcefully, blaming themselves to have been so easily fooled by the young woman.
She was definitely more dangerous than she seemed to be and Nino stared at Sho who was focused on his hand.
He won the second game and Nagase began to show his impatience, taking a cigar to hide his frustration.
The third game began after almost two hours and Nino stood up.
“May I walk around to stretch my legs, I’m cramped…”
“Go ahead.” Hushed Nagase “After this game we’ll do a pause, agreed?”
The gamblers nodded and as Nino was pouring a glass of water, he took the opportunity to observe the players from another point of view.
The new guests were obviously not good players. They quickly left the party and the woman approached him with a smile.
“Are you a friend of Nagase-san?” she told him in undertone.
“Yoshimoto-san works with him, I’m just his guest.”
“You’re very in love with each other.”
“Do you think so?”
“As plain as day. He’s so keen on you!”
“I don’t know. He’s a mysterious man, not very talkative and emotional.”
“But you’re here, by his side. He chose to be with you.”
“I don’t know if he really chose. Perhaps am I just a handy solution.”
“You always have the choice.”
Nino smirked gratefully, slapping himself mentally to hang up so pitifully to the slightest encouraging words. This woman with her generous curves was the very image of the motherhood and somehow she pushed him to speak in confidence.
She was certainly wrong, of course she didn’t know the truth about their relationship but…Sho was strong and clever enough to find a way to get rid of him if he would have really wished to. He accepted this partnership, unwillingly but he accepted it, and somehow he couldn’t help but thinking that he was preparing his revenge.
Once this paint stolen, would he vanish in the air? It was his worst fear because he was totally helpless regarding Sho’s behavior.
“Are you talking about me?”
Nino stared at the man, surprised to see him by his side so suddenly.
“Exactly!” Answered the woman, patting Nino’s shoulder before joining her husband.
“I was thirsty. We did a pause.”
“Things are going well?”
“As it was planned. We’re three now.”
“Our charming killer has been eliminated?”
“Yeah. She can’t keep her eyes off you, beware.”
“I’m a cautious man, don’t worry.”
Sho put on his glass on the tray and caressed Nino’s neck delicately.
“I can’t help but being worry about you.”
This smirk…could he be sincere?
“Nagase-san, Nino is tired, he has to rest. Does it bother you?”
“Of course not. You should let him sleep at night.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do this, Nagase-san…”
The other laughed grossly and Sho stole a kiss to Nino before pushing him to the corridor.
“I come with you.”
Yuriko took Nino’s arm and after a wave to his the gamblers dragged him outside.
“Relax” she murmured “I’m not gonna kill you, or seduce you. He would not allow it.”
“He wouldn’t?”
“You can trust me, Ninomiya-kun. If you need my help, you just have to ask.”
“I…don’t have any enemy, you know. I’m just a plain Art student…”
“I have a lot of skills, I can be very useful.”
“Okay, I’ll…think about it. Here we are.”
“You’re safe. Do you want me to stay in front of the door?”
“…”
“It’s a joke, ja’”
She pecked his cheek and he entered the bedroom wondering if Sho wasn’t right when he warned him about the strange young woman. He lied down on the bed and figured out how much he was exhausted. If he learned one thing during those years of business it was that he couldn’t afford to lack of sleep, he needed every bit of his full lucidity to take the good decisions when it was required. And tonight he will need his full and perfect awareness.
He reviewed in his head the plan so well established and fell asleep without notice.
Sho’s voice woke him up but so far that he thought for a second that he was still dreaming.
“Nino. Could you get down and bring me the leather tube please.”
An intercom? Where was it? Holly shit, hidden behind a curtain on the side of the bed! After the butler, the audio system, was he in an old British manor? He smiled at the idea and after a look at the mirror, came back to the game room where one could have cut the air with a knife.
Sho and Nagase were sat at the table, facing each other and the both of them were obviously awfully tensed despite the cool look they were displaying.
“I’m here.”
Sho just reached out and Nino handed him the leather tube, puzzled about the purpose of this little scene.
He opened the sealed opercula and cautiously unwound the paint it contained. A religious silence could be heard then some soft thrilled exclamations when the wonderful piece of Art was revealed. A colorful paint, almost a childish one but immensely moving, talking to the child the viewer once was, a splendid Mirõ, protected by a plastic protection.
“May I see it?” murmured Shige; approaching like mesmerized the master piece.
“You’re welcome.”
The auctioneer put on his white gloves and observed it for a long time, turning it upside down and over cautiously with the respect and the care it deserved.
“It’s an authentic Mirõ. The Garden if I’m not mistaken.”
“You’re perfectly right, Shige-san.”
“So what’s the deal, Yoshimoto-kun?” Gasped Nagase, visibly exhilarated by this new twist.
“We could play our money endlessly since we’re visibly about equal in strength. Why don’t we play a little bit harder? My Mirõ against your Utagawa Yoshitsuya.”
“Are you kidding me? You can’t!” Nino’s voice sounded in the silent room like a sound of thunder .”You can’t bet this paint!”
“Nino, it’s neither the place nor the time for one of your little emotional crisis. If you can't behave, go back to the bedroom, you didn’t sleep enough.”
“I don’t want to create havoc between you, Sho-kun, if this paint~”
“This painting is mine, he doesn't have his say in it.”
“…As you wish. Of course, I agree.”
“Wonderful.” Sho focused back on the game, the painting between the both of them.
Nino curbed a sob, clenching his jaws and his fists, surprisingly joined by the two women. The older put her hand on his shoulder and whispered a “after all, perhaps I was wrong about him…”
Everything turned bad for Sakurai and when there were nothing left to do anymore, Nino left the room without a word.
He rushed to the bedroom and locked it up furiously. About one hour later he heard the doorknob moving softly then frenetically then a ferocious knock at the door.
“Open this door!”
“Where is the painting?”
“I will not repeat it, open-this-door!”
Nino unlocked slowly the door and stepped aside to let Sho entering the room.
“Where is the paint?”
“I lost it. And don’t say a word, we’re going back to Tokyo tomorrow morning.”
“How could you?”
“Could do what? Put a bet on something I possessed? Don’t be so childish. Come to bed.” Smirked Sakurai as he undressed.
“I don’t want to.”
“I can’t hear you.”
“You don’t even realize that you lost a painting which worth billions of dollars, you don’t even seem to care about what this paint meant for me, for us.”
“If you refuse to come to bed now, this is our last night. That’s what I perfectly realize right now. Make your choice.”
The younger bit his lips almost painfully, unbearably frustrated by the nonchalance of his lover, by the way he always considered him as a puppet.
Yet…he was unable to turn his back to him. He knew that Sakurai would not run after him if he passed the threshold of the bedroom. So he unbuttoned his shirt, took off his pant and laid down on the bed, his eyes wet by tears.
Sakurai stroke his face gently, a content smile on his face and he covered their bodies with the sheets and turned off the light.
“I knew you were reasonable.”
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