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TRAP (part 2 )
Jan. 2nd, 2015 01:51 pmTitle : TRAP
Pairing : Juntoshi/Sakumiya
Length : mini-series
Genre : angst, mentioned of violence, m-preg
Rating : pg-13 (for this part)
Disclaimer : I don’t own them, it’s just my imagination to kill the time
Summary : Nobody wanted to be in that particular place, where the nightmares were their friends and the torment was just usual daily routine. Jun was there; and he had lost his hope to get the way out…
Warning : Unbetaed, sorry for error grammars, typos and so on
Jun was a chocolatier before he had been taken, he was trapped by his coworker who put dislike towards him, he had been drunk and when he woke up, he found himself inside his chamber; handcuffed and naked.
He remembered how he struggled free but it only caused more wounds on his hands. The first one who assaulted him was Nagase, a man who targeted him since he worked at the chocolate shop. He was half-death back then, and regretted why did he stay alive? He thought that he had gone through the worst but it was nothing. He was impregnated by Matsuoka and was told that the baby would be sold to the market. Once he got pregnant, he was moved to a special chamber, two or three obstetricians took care of him, making sure that he got enough nutrition.Jun was treated the best during pregnancy, but when he had delivered the baby, he would return to the usual state.
The place itself was huge with so many chambers to occupy the men. They were connected by long corridors; two guards at each of them. Jun's place was at the northern part, it was surrounded by 30 meters squares park, there were five chambers in total and one for the guest, mostly used by doctors like in Ohno's case. They were isolated from the world outside of this mountain; no internet, no signals for phones; the only way to communicate was by bird post and only Nagase who was allowed to handle it.
The men who couldn't produce baby would be executed. Jun had never seen it by himself but he knew the process must have been so cruel and unimaginable.
***
"Jun, where are you going?"
Ohno had agreed to remove the infusion with the term of condition that Jun must eat properly.
"Morning walk," he informed the doctor.
"I'll come with you."
"No," Jun shook his head, "I want to be alone."
The doctor hesitated for a moment but then he nodded. Jun wore his shoes; stepping out from the northern area. He recognized that the process was being held; he could hear the voices from every room he passed by. His wounds were healed, but only the surface; Ohno's cream worked on it. He let the sunshine hit his face; the only one part that left unharmed – the handsome face which led him to the misery.
He turned right on the corridor, finding the empty bench at the edge of the park. He slumped there, looking to the far end of the heels; he wished he could fly like a bird, leaving this place, back to where he was. He remembered the days when he worked at the chocolate shop; he was everyone’s favorite chocolatier. His hand made chocolate was the best and he was prepared for special scholarship in Paris. But, those days were far gone; like something from another lifetime.
"There you are!"
Jun flinched, he craned to the owner of the voice, Matsuoka was walking to his direction. Jun rose from his seat; something bad was about to happen. The other man should have done his job by now and he wasn't supposed to be here, Jun managed to leave the park as soon as he could but his elbow was gripped tightly.
"Wait, why are you in a hurry? You aren't ready for the process yet"
"Let me go," Jun hissed, knowing that his effort was useless. This man was the source of his misery; this man was the one who treated him like a slave.
"Nagase isn't here, you're mine now," the taller man grinned, pushing him to the ground. Jun's palm hit the rough surface. He felt something stabbed him and his palm started throbbing. He tried to crawl away but he was over powered. The pajamas he was wearing were loose and they were too easy to be torn apart. The cold wind hit his skin, revealing the cuts and scars on his back, shoulders, and his arms.
Let it be, he thought miserably.
"Matsuoka, Jun's condition is still in bad state. Nagase will not be happy if he finds out that you had raped him."
Ohno's voice was heard as he walked closer, approaching them with hands on his pockets. Matsuoka's grip loosened on his neck; Jun arranged his breaths and freed himself from the man.
"You have no right to give me a command," Matsuoka rose from the ground and stepped to the doctor who was far shorter and smaller than him; he could slam Ohno to the ground and break all of his bones in a second.
"I don't have any rights, but Nagase requested me to make sure that Jun will be in a perfect health before his process," the doctor calmly said, facing Matsuoka with adorable plain face.
Jun hopelessly covered his exposed skin; staring at the two men before him – both of them tightened their fists but Matsuoka left without any words meanwhile Ohno watched the tall man, making sure that he was gone before helping Jun to stand up.
"I don't need your help," Jun said, ignoring Ohno's hands.
"You're welcome," Ohno didn't show any expressions; letting Jun rose by himself, Jun glanced at his right palm; which was covered by fresh blood. He grimaced but decided not to show it to Ohno. He dragged his feet away from the park, not bothering to wait for the doctor, but then his shoulders were covered with a long cloak.
"Can you just leave me alone?"
"No," Ohno shook his head. They reached his chamber; Jun was sick seeing the doctor, he was no heroes or something and he wanted to be left alone, not being followed by him who acted like a guard-dog. "I need to clean your wound."
"I can do it by myself."
"No, you can't," Ohno dragged him to a chair and had him sat down there, Jun wanted to protest but this doctor was too stubborn to deal with.
He let him wrapped his right palm with a fresh bandage after cleaning it with alcohol and pouring iodine on it.
"Where did you come from?" Jun asked, the words were formed on his mouth and he spilled them before even thinking about it.
"I came from a small village, around six kilometers from here."Ohno answered, he tightened the bandage but wasn't too strong so it won't hurt Jun. He had just realized that Ohno had nice fingers, their shape, their lengths...
"Do you know what risks are waiting for you for accepting the job in this place?"
Ohno still held his hand, even when he had already finished, "I know," he answered with tiny voice, "but don't worry about me, I'm a lucky man."
They looked at each other for couple seconds and Jun broke the contact, he pulled his hand away from the doctor and excused himself to change his clothes.
There was something fishy about Ohno but he couldn't tell which part it was. He was too calm and too self-confident for an ordinary doctor. He paid attention on his right palm which was now stiff due to the thick bandage; the doctor's hand was so gentle and it had warmth that Jun couldn't name.
***
"The second process?" Nino shifted uncomfortably on his seat; the guard had informed him that he needed the second process. Once wasn't enough to make him pregnant and Nagase would only satisfy if the test showed positive sign.
"Is it the same person?" he asked in worry tone.
"Don't ask me," the guard told him, frowning deeply.
"The person in charge for you will come around 7 pm," he briefly said and left Nino alone in his chamber.
He glanced to the clock; feeling an unpleasant sensation on his stomach. In fact; Sakurai wasn't bad at all, he was - how Nino should put it - rather gentle and treated him well. But it didn't reduce the feeling of being dirty. Nino rose off of his seat and moved to check his reflection on the mirror. He was a gambler until four days ago; before he was taken here because he couldn't pay his debt.
He sat down again, rubbing his hands; the habit that he couldn’t erase since he was a kid – especially when he waited for something unpleasant. He recalled his memories, to the days when he worked – if one could call it a job. He did his job online; there were too many rich ladies in the city who needed touch of a young man like him. But, no mattered how much he gained, he would end up broke in the end – betting all of his money for gambling.
The clock pointed to 5.45; he would be in the process anytime soon. He didn’t mind to become a prostitute, but to carry a child of a man he didn’t know was totally a different thing.
He thought of Jun, that man was beyond weird. He couldn’t imagine if it was him who deliver two babies, witnessed them to be sold and waited for another processes along with weekly torment. If he were Jun, he would have chosen to die instead of staying alive.
His door cracked opened and the man – Sakurai Sho – entered. Nino shitted uncomfortably on his seat as the other approached. He diverted his gaze to the floor, afraid of what would happen.
“Hi,” was all Sakurai said.
Nino muted.
Sakurai walked across the room again and closed the door, the sound from the outside was blocked and the intense silence remained. Nino could feel his hands trembled badly. He remembered how Sakurai had touched him and the memory made him shivered – more than one reason though.
“I’m in charge for you,” the man said, “again,” he added.
Nino kept on shutting his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
“This is the work that must be done, it has nothing with like or dislike,” the man continued as he shifted closer than before, touching his shoulder lightly.
“Ninomiya Kazunari, that’s your name, right?” Sakurai lifted his face by placing his cold fingers on Nino’s chin.
We’re new, you and me; let’s take it slow,” he said.
With hesitance and embarrassment, Nino gave him a little nod.
***
“My process will be in next two days,” Jun told Ohno, the doctor was calculating something on his laptop when Jun found him.
“Who’s in charge for that?” Ohno plainly asked, his fingers still typed the document.
“The new guy, Aiba.”
Ohno paused his movement as he heard what Jun had said, his face formed unreadable expression, “he’s new here,” was all he commented.
“Do you have family?” Jun asked out of the blue; he didn’t think first and now he regretted it.
“I had, but not anymore,” Ohno answered firmly, he craned his neck to Jun and rose off of his seat, approaching him with plain expression like what he always did, “good luck with your next process,” he said, “if everything goes as planned, the other doctor will handle you, once you get pregnant again.”
Jun’s jaw stiffened; he didn’t want to think about the process right now. Aiba might be not as rough as Matsuoka but the thoughts of sleeping with the guy sent an unpleasant sensation to his chest. Two weeks being treated by Ohno brought an unknown relief to Jun; he wished there would be no more process, no more pregnancy, and no more guilty feelings when he saw those babies being sold.
“Jun, here’s your vitamin,” Ohno handed him a small bottle with orange tablet inside it; he took it from Ohno and stared at it for long minutes.
“Where will you go after completing your assignment here?” Jun tilted his head to meet the doctor’s gaze.
“Nagase has too many works for me,” Ohno inhaled deeply, “but I’ll still be around.”
Jun gulped, the thoughts of Ohno treating another person with the same gentleness made his stomach twinge. He pushed his thoughts away; Ohno was just an ordinary doctor who worked for Nagase – he was nothing more than that.
“Thanks for everything,” Jun looked through the doctor’s sleepy eyes.
Ohno’s lips curved in smile – why didn’t he come here earlier? Jun thought as he slept that night, he couldn’t get Ohno off of his head; that doctor’s face haunted him and he hated that.
***
The night when Jun had his process, Ohno was no longer in the special chamber. He didn’t say anything to Jun before leaving and it made him felt abandoned, but what could he expect from a place like this. Ohno was just doing his task and once he had finished it; he had no more reasons to stay.
He shifted on his bed, waiting for Aiba to come. He wiped everything inside his head, not wanting to think about Ohno or the process – let it be – like always.
Aiba entered the chamber around ten minutes later; the guy was no better than him, his nervousness was clearly shown on his face. He approached Jun with hesitation and stayed still; Jun looked at him, hoping that it wouldn’t take long time to finish.
“I…can’t do this,” Aiba stammered, moving his gaze to his surroundings.
“You have to,” Jun rose off of the bed and shifted closer to the new guy, “we’ll be okay and unharmed if we do what was told.”
“I can’t,” Aiba shook his head; hesitating.
“Aiba, your punishment will be so much worse if you don’t do it,” Jun shifted closer to the man but he stepped back, still shaking his head.
“You aren’t supposed to be here,” the guy said.
Jun sighed; no one supposed to be here, including Aiba, “then why are you here?”
“I…made a mistake,” the guy said, avoiding Jun’s gaze, “Nagase is my relative, he brought me here for my punishment.”
Jun didn’t want to know what kind of mistake that Aiba had done which made him ended up here, “you could have told him that you don’t want to do the process.”
“I can’t.”
Jun sat back on the edge of his bed; crossing his arms in front of his chest. Nagase’s relative? He didn’t believe what Aiba had told him; perhaps this guy was hiding something from him.
“Do you mind if we pretend that we had done the process?” Aiba joined him on the bed, squishing his own fingers continuously.
“I don’t mind, but the punishment will come to us.”
“I know, but I will tell Nagase that it was my fault.”
Jun snorted, “It doesn’t mean I’ll be free from punishment.”
“You will, if it’s me who tell him.”
Aiba slept on the sofa for the rest of the night, meanwhile Jun was staring at the ceiling; not really understand what was going on. First Ohno and then Aiba – he couldn’t help the feeling that there was something fishy about them. He rolled aside and repaired his position; if Aiba could be trusted, maybe tomorrow he would have a day off. He planned something inside his head and he hoped he wasn’t dreaming too high.
To be continued
a/n : Happy New Year
One more part to end this story :)
Pairing : Juntoshi/Sakumiya
Length : mini-series
Genre : angst, mentioned of violence, m-preg
Rating : pg-13 (for this part)
Disclaimer : I don’t own them, it’s just my imagination to kill the time
Summary : Nobody wanted to be in that particular place, where the nightmares were their friends and the torment was just usual daily routine. Jun was there; and he had lost his hope to get the way out…
Warning : Unbetaed, sorry for error grammars, typos and so on
Jun was a chocolatier before he had been taken, he was trapped by his coworker who put dislike towards him, he had been drunk and when he woke up, he found himself inside his chamber; handcuffed and naked.
He remembered how he struggled free but it only caused more wounds on his hands. The first one who assaulted him was Nagase, a man who targeted him since he worked at the chocolate shop. He was half-death back then, and regretted why did he stay alive? He thought that he had gone through the worst but it was nothing. He was impregnated by Matsuoka and was told that the baby would be sold to the market. Once he got pregnant, he was moved to a special chamber, two or three obstetricians took care of him, making sure that he got enough nutrition.Jun was treated the best during pregnancy, but when he had delivered the baby, he would return to the usual state.
The place itself was huge with so many chambers to occupy the men. They were connected by long corridors; two guards at each of them. Jun's place was at the northern part, it was surrounded by 30 meters squares park, there were five chambers in total and one for the guest, mostly used by doctors like in Ohno's case. They were isolated from the world outside of this mountain; no internet, no signals for phones; the only way to communicate was by bird post and only Nagase who was allowed to handle it.
The men who couldn't produce baby would be executed. Jun had never seen it by himself but he knew the process must have been so cruel and unimaginable.
***
"Jun, where are you going?"
Ohno had agreed to remove the infusion with the term of condition that Jun must eat properly.
"Morning walk," he informed the doctor.
"I'll come with you."
"No," Jun shook his head, "I want to be alone."
The doctor hesitated for a moment but then he nodded. Jun wore his shoes; stepping out from the northern area. He recognized that the process was being held; he could hear the voices from every room he passed by. His wounds were healed, but only the surface; Ohno's cream worked on it. He let the sunshine hit his face; the only one part that left unharmed – the handsome face which led him to the misery.
He turned right on the corridor, finding the empty bench at the edge of the park. He slumped there, looking to the far end of the heels; he wished he could fly like a bird, leaving this place, back to where he was. He remembered the days when he worked at the chocolate shop; he was everyone’s favorite chocolatier. His hand made chocolate was the best and he was prepared for special scholarship in Paris. But, those days were far gone; like something from another lifetime.
"There you are!"
Jun flinched, he craned to the owner of the voice, Matsuoka was walking to his direction. Jun rose from his seat; something bad was about to happen. The other man should have done his job by now and he wasn't supposed to be here, Jun managed to leave the park as soon as he could but his elbow was gripped tightly.
"Wait, why are you in a hurry? You aren't ready for the process yet"
"Let me go," Jun hissed, knowing that his effort was useless. This man was the source of his misery; this man was the one who treated him like a slave.
"Nagase isn't here, you're mine now," the taller man grinned, pushing him to the ground. Jun's palm hit the rough surface. He felt something stabbed him and his palm started throbbing. He tried to crawl away but he was over powered. The pajamas he was wearing were loose and they were too easy to be torn apart. The cold wind hit his skin, revealing the cuts and scars on his back, shoulders, and his arms.
Let it be, he thought miserably.
"Matsuoka, Jun's condition is still in bad state. Nagase will not be happy if he finds out that you had raped him."
Ohno's voice was heard as he walked closer, approaching them with hands on his pockets. Matsuoka's grip loosened on his neck; Jun arranged his breaths and freed himself from the man.
"You have no right to give me a command," Matsuoka rose from the ground and stepped to the doctor who was far shorter and smaller than him; he could slam Ohno to the ground and break all of his bones in a second.
"I don't have any rights, but Nagase requested me to make sure that Jun will be in a perfect health before his process," the doctor calmly said, facing Matsuoka with adorable plain face.
Jun hopelessly covered his exposed skin; staring at the two men before him – both of them tightened their fists but Matsuoka left without any words meanwhile Ohno watched the tall man, making sure that he was gone before helping Jun to stand up.
"I don't need your help," Jun said, ignoring Ohno's hands.
"You're welcome," Ohno didn't show any expressions; letting Jun rose by himself, Jun glanced at his right palm; which was covered by fresh blood. He grimaced but decided not to show it to Ohno. He dragged his feet away from the park, not bothering to wait for the doctor, but then his shoulders were covered with a long cloak.
"Can you just leave me alone?"
"No," Ohno shook his head. They reached his chamber; Jun was sick seeing the doctor, he was no heroes or something and he wanted to be left alone, not being followed by him who acted like a guard-dog. "I need to clean your wound."
"I can do it by myself."
"No, you can't," Ohno dragged him to a chair and had him sat down there, Jun wanted to protest but this doctor was too stubborn to deal with.
He let him wrapped his right palm with a fresh bandage after cleaning it with alcohol and pouring iodine on it.
"Where did you come from?" Jun asked, the words were formed on his mouth and he spilled them before even thinking about it.
"I came from a small village, around six kilometers from here."Ohno answered, he tightened the bandage but wasn't too strong so it won't hurt Jun. He had just realized that Ohno had nice fingers, their shape, their lengths...
"Do you know what risks are waiting for you for accepting the job in this place?"
Ohno still held his hand, even when he had already finished, "I know," he answered with tiny voice, "but don't worry about me, I'm a lucky man."
They looked at each other for couple seconds and Jun broke the contact, he pulled his hand away from the doctor and excused himself to change his clothes.
There was something fishy about Ohno but he couldn't tell which part it was. He was too calm and too self-confident for an ordinary doctor. He paid attention on his right palm which was now stiff due to the thick bandage; the doctor's hand was so gentle and it had warmth that Jun couldn't name.
***
"The second process?" Nino shifted uncomfortably on his seat; the guard had informed him that he needed the second process. Once wasn't enough to make him pregnant and Nagase would only satisfy if the test showed positive sign.
"Is it the same person?" he asked in worry tone.
"Don't ask me," the guard told him, frowning deeply.
"The person in charge for you will come around 7 pm," he briefly said and left Nino alone in his chamber.
He glanced to the clock; feeling an unpleasant sensation on his stomach. In fact; Sakurai wasn't bad at all, he was - how Nino should put it - rather gentle and treated him well. But it didn't reduce the feeling of being dirty. Nino rose off of his seat and moved to check his reflection on the mirror. He was a gambler until four days ago; before he was taken here because he couldn't pay his debt.
He sat down again, rubbing his hands; the habit that he couldn’t erase since he was a kid – especially when he waited for something unpleasant. He recalled his memories, to the days when he worked – if one could call it a job. He did his job online; there were too many rich ladies in the city who needed touch of a young man like him. But, no mattered how much he gained, he would end up broke in the end – betting all of his money for gambling.
The clock pointed to 5.45; he would be in the process anytime soon. He didn’t mind to become a prostitute, but to carry a child of a man he didn’t know was totally a different thing.
He thought of Jun, that man was beyond weird. He couldn’t imagine if it was him who deliver two babies, witnessed them to be sold and waited for another processes along with weekly torment. If he were Jun, he would have chosen to die instead of staying alive.
His door cracked opened and the man – Sakurai Sho – entered. Nino shitted uncomfortably on his seat as the other approached. He diverted his gaze to the floor, afraid of what would happen.
“Hi,” was all Sakurai said.
Nino muted.
Sakurai walked across the room again and closed the door, the sound from the outside was blocked and the intense silence remained. Nino could feel his hands trembled badly. He remembered how Sakurai had touched him and the memory made him shivered – more than one reason though.
“I’m in charge for you,” the man said, “again,” he added.
Nino kept on shutting his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
“This is the work that must be done, it has nothing with like or dislike,” the man continued as he shifted closer than before, touching his shoulder lightly.
“Ninomiya Kazunari, that’s your name, right?” Sakurai lifted his face by placing his cold fingers on Nino’s chin.
We’re new, you and me; let’s take it slow,” he said.
With hesitance and embarrassment, Nino gave him a little nod.
***
“My process will be in next two days,” Jun told Ohno, the doctor was calculating something on his laptop when Jun found him.
“Who’s in charge for that?” Ohno plainly asked, his fingers still typed the document.
“The new guy, Aiba.”
Ohno paused his movement as he heard what Jun had said, his face formed unreadable expression, “he’s new here,” was all he commented.
“Do you have family?” Jun asked out of the blue; he didn’t think first and now he regretted it.
“I had, but not anymore,” Ohno answered firmly, he craned his neck to Jun and rose off of his seat, approaching him with plain expression like what he always did, “good luck with your next process,” he said, “if everything goes as planned, the other doctor will handle you, once you get pregnant again.”
Jun’s jaw stiffened; he didn’t want to think about the process right now. Aiba might be not as rough as Matsuoka but the thoughts of sleeping with the guy sent an unpleasant sensation to his chest. Two weeks being treated by Ohno brought an unknown relief to Jun; he wished there would be no more process, no more pregnancy, and no more guilty feelings when he saw those babies being sold.
“Jun, here’s your vitamin,” Ohno handed him a small bottle with orange tablet inside it; he took it from Ohno and stared at it for long minutes.
“Where will you go after completing your assignment here?” Jun tilted his head to meet the doctor’s gaze.
“Nagase has too many works for me,” Ohno inhaled deeply, “but I’ll still be around.”
Jun gulped, the thoughts of Ohno treating another person with the same gentleness made his stomach twinge. He pushed his thoughts away; Ohno was just an ordinary doctor who worked for Nagase – he was nothing more than that.
“Thanks for everything,” Jun looked through the doctor’s sleepy eyes.
Ohno’s lips curved in smile – why didn’t he come here earlier? Jun thought as he slept that night, he couldn’t get Ohno off of his head; that doctor’s face haunted him and he hated that.
***
The night when Jun had his process, Ohno was no longer in the special chamber. He didn’t say anything to Jun before leaving and it made him felt abandoned, but what could he expect from a place like this. Ohno was just doing his task and once he had finished it; he had no more reasons to stay.
He shifted on his bed, waiting for Aiba to come. He wiped everything inside his head, not wanting to think about Ohno or the process – let it be – like always.
Aiba entered the chamber around ten minutes later; the guy was no better than him, his nervousness was clearly shown on his face. He approached Jun with hesitation and stayed still; Jun looked at him, hoping that it wouldn’t take long time to finish.
“I…can’t do this,” Aiba stammered, moving his gaze to his surroundings.
“You have to,” Jun rose off of the bed and shifted closer to the new guy, “we’ll be okay and unharmed if we do what was told.”
“I can’t,” Aiba shook his head; hesitating.
“Aiba, your punishment will be so much worse if you don’t do it,” Jun shifted closer to the man but he stepped back, still shaking his head.
“You aren’t supposed to be here,” the guy said.
Jun sighed; no one supposed to be here, including Aiba, “then why are you here?”
“I…made a mistake,” the guy said, avoiding Jun’s gaze, “Nagase is my relative, he brought me here for my punishment.”
Jun didn’t want to know what kind of mistake that Aiba had done which made him ended up here, “you could have told him that you don’t want to do the process.”
“I can’t.”
Jun sat back on the edge of his bed; crossing his arms in front of his chest. Nagase’s relative? He didn’t believe what Aiba had told him; perhaps this guy was hiding something from him.
“Do you mind if we pretend that we had done the process?” Aiba joined him on the bed, squishing his own fingers continuously.
“I don’t mind, but the punishment will come to us.”
“I know, but I will tell Nagase that it was my fault.”
Jun snorted, “It doesn’t mean I’ll be free from punishment.”
“You will, if it’s me who tell him.”
Aiba slept on the sofa for the rest of the night, meanwhile Jun was staring at the ceiling; not really understand what was going on. First Ohno and then Aiba – he couldn’t help the feeling that there was something fishy about them. He rolled aside and repaired his position; if Aiba could be trusted, maybe tomorrow he would have a day off. He planned something inside his head and he hoped he wasn’t dreaming too high.
To be continued
a/n : Happy New Year
One more part to end this story :)
