Kana was waiting for them in the driveway when they pulled up. Gen had Mika call her when they were getting close so she could take over and get the kids home quickly. Because of the time, the promised treat she was to make would have to wait another time.
“You sure you’re going to be okay?” Gen asked.
“I’ll be fine, little brother,” she said. “Dad will be on the phone with me just in case.”
Mika frowned. “I told you, Thomas won’t hurt them. They’re his kids.”
“That’s not the point,” Gen said. “He doesn’t know who’s dropping them off, making it hard for him to react negatively.”
“Think about it, Mika, what do you think he would do if he saw you in the car instead of me? Or if he saw Gen?” Kana asked.
Mika sighed and nodded. They were thinking not just of Ben and Ana, but him as well, something he rarely did himself.
Kana gave him a hug and climbed into the driver seat. Once she was down the road, Mika and Gen headed inside.
“I’m glad they decided to go with us,” Gen said. “I really like them.”
Mika smiled and they fell on the couch, absolutely wiped out from the day, Mika leaning on Gen’s shoulder, Gen’s head against the back of the couch. They both sighed loudly. “They are exhausting, though,” Mika confessed.
“They’re really not gonna tell on us, are they?”
Mika shook his head. “I doubt it. Ben’s good about keeping secrets and Ana’s still too young to hold too many thoughts in her head all at once.” He closed his eyes. “I’m not worried,” he said, voice thick with exhaustion.
“You should be,” Gen said. Mika opened his eyes and looked at Gen who was grinning devilishly. “But not of them.”
“What–”
Gen stood up and picked Mika up, throwing him over his shoulder. Mika yelled in surprise and gripped the back of Gen’s shirt as he stomped up the stairs. “What are you doing?”
“Punishing you.”
He kicked his door open, strode across the large room and dropped Mika on to the bed kicking the door shut behind him. He crawled over Mika, leaning over him, one leg between Mika’s thighs. Mika gazed up at him, breathing heavily.
Gen stared down at him, his face serious, the front of his hair falling in his eyes, giving him a dark look that contributed to his reputation. He didn’t move, didn’t say anything, just remained there, looming over Mika, watching him.
Mika couldn’t move; not that he wanted to. He wanted to simultaneously scoot out from under Gen’s body, and grab on to him and not let go. His heart pounded in his chest, the blood rushing in his ears. Without even willing it, he felt himself get hard against Gen’s leg. Gen seemed to notice and pressed his leg harder against him. Mika bit his lip, suppressing a moan, his face getting warm. I want you. Goddammit, I want you so bad…
Gen grinned and leaned down, his lips gently touching Mika’s neck, just under his jaw. He drew back and used the tip of his tongue to lick from the hollow at the base of his throat up to his chin where he gently nipped at him with his sharp teeth. He moved along Mika’s jawline to his earlobe, taking it into his teeth and sucking gently. He once again used the tip of his tongue to trace the curve of Mika’s ear to his temple. His lips left light kisses along his temple to his eyebrow and then his eyes. He kissed down the length of his small pointed nose and then to his soft, trembling lips, his breath hot against his mouth.
“You want it,” Gen’s voice rumbled through Mika’s entire body, his hips moving involuntarily, his eyes heavy-lidded, his lower lip caught in his teeth. “Don’t you, you little tease.”
“Gen…” Mika moaned, his hands going to the larger man’s hips, his fingers lifting the bottom of his shirt. “Gen…” he whimpered softly.
Gen hovered above him, his mouth just above Mika’s, and gently tugged down Mika’s collar, exposing the top of his shoulder and collarbone.
His mouth moved to this newly discovered part of Mika’s body, kissing all along from the neck to the edge of his shoulder and back again. His teeth grazed Mika’s collarbone, his tongue licking at the hollow between, feeling the vein pulse in his mouth as he kissed it. He kissed it again…and again…and then dug in his teeth, sucking hard.
Mika’s eyes widened and he gasped, his back arching slightly as he felt his body burn with desire. A loud moan he couldn’t suppress escaped him and his hand went to Gen’s hair, his fingers tangling within it. His other hand drifted to the waistband of Gen’s pants, his fingers folding inside, feeling the hot skin on his knuckles. Gen’s stomach tensed as Mika’s hand turned and flattened against him, sliding under the waistband.
Just as Mika’s fingertips grazed him, Gen moaned softly in his ear, his hips moving forward against Mika’s hand. “Mika,” he breathed. ”Dammit Mika, I’m so hungry right now…for a sandwich.” He slowly sat up, Mika’s hand coming out of his pants quickly. Gen grinned down at him, his teeth glinting in the light beaming down on them from the skylight, his eyes shining.
“What?” Mika said, his eyes staring upward, dazed and confused, his body hot with unsatisfied desire.
“Do you want ham or turkey?” Gen stood up and walked to the door.
Mika lay there, hard, horny, and staring up at the skylight completely dumbstruck. “What the fuck?” he said.
“I told you,” Gen said, opening the door and running a hand through his mohawk. “I’m punishing you.” Then he walked out.
Mika didn’t move, just laid there. Gen just turned him on, got him to nearly break their agreement to hold off on anything sexual, and then just left him there with a hard-on he could do nothing with.
“What the actual FUCK!”
He could hear Gen laughing from the bottom of the stairs.
-*-
By the time Kana arrived home about an hour later, Gen and Mika were sitting on the couch, Mika’s legs resting in Gen’s lap, his arms crossed, still annoyed, as they watched Yu Yu Hakusho. Gen had apologized with a huge smile on his face, but said he had it coming for Mika turning him on twice with his tongue-sucking torture.
“Yeah, but I didn’t go that far!” Mika had whined. Gen placated him with one of Kana’s cookies and a simple ham sandwich and they moved to the den to watch TV while they waited for her to get home. When she did, she was fuming.
“That bastard!” she yelled, tossing her purse down and stomping through the house toward her room. “That sick son of a bitch!”
Mika and Gen exchanged a look and they immediately jumped up and hurried in her direction. She nearly plowed them over on her way back, a bottle of wine in her hand.
“That man deserves to suffer death by a thousand cuts,” she said, slamming the bottle down on the counter. She went to the cabinet where the wine glasses were, angrily opened it, grabbed a glass, and slammed it shut, the glasses inside rattling. Popping the cork, she poured herself a healthy amount and took a huge gulp, finishing off with a resounding, “Ahhhhh!”
She looked at Mika, her dark eyes even darker with rage and hatred. “How have you managed to survive that creature, Mika?” Before he could respond she added, “I am so sorry for you and your family that you have to live with that disgusting piece of shit.” She took another deep gulp, draining the glass. She poured another, but let it sit, her hands set wide apart on the counter, her head down. She stood that way for several tense moments, both boys waiting anxiously.
Her shoulders finally relaxed and one hand went to her face as she began to cry. She looked back up at Mika, her face twisted with raw emotion.
“How are you still alive?” she said, her voice strangled with tears.
Mika sat there quietly, keeping his eyes locked on hers. Whatever had happened, one of his many secrets was about to be exposed thanks to whatever Thomas did or said to her.
“I have to be,” was all he said. “For them.”
Gen’s eyes darted between his sister and his boyfriend. “Kana, what happened?”
She glanced up at her much taller younger brother and pointed at Mika. “You need to have a very long talk with this poor boy very soon.” She looked back at Mika who’s eyes had fallen, tears continuing to fall from her eyes. “I’m sorry, Mika, I know you guys literally just got together, but you can’t keep this part of your life from him. Especially if you ever plan on sleeping together.” Mika flinched and Gen’s eyes went wide.
“Kana!”
“Do you want to know what that fucker said?” she demanded of Gen, shifting her weight to one foot, a hand on her hip. “That disgusting, worthless piece of garbage met me in the driveway with Mika’s, Benjamin’s, and Anabelle’s amazing mother, and said, as he’s taking those small innocent children out of my car, and I QUOTE, ‘I hope your brother likes spoiled fruit. I already took a bite of that peach years ago.’” She curled her fist and slammed it on the counter. Mika jumped. “He didn’t even wait until they were inside, Eugene! As if it was no big secret to Mika’s own mother!” She took a huge gulp of wine and pointed her finger at Gen.
“Oh, you can bet I gave him a piece of my mind. No one talks like that about someone I care about. Not my brother, not his boyfriend, not ANYONE!” A sob broke from her throat and she had to compose herself before she continued. “He went on to say,” she said in a more measured voice, “that he was sorry he left marks on Mika’s neck. That it wouldn’t happen again. He hopes,” she gave a derisive laugh, “that you will forgive him and give him a chance to prove he can do better from here on out.” She shook her head and wiped her eyes.
She stared at Mika, who’s own tears were coursing silently down his face. Gen stood there, a statue in the middle of the kitchen. “Look at me, Mika,” Kana said.
Mika’s eyes slowly rose to meet hers.
“I am so…so fucking sorry that I can’t make you stay here with us forever. I can’t keep him away from you. I have known you all of what…two days? And my heart breaks for you and your family. The amount of pain you suffer every day is indescribable. I want to save you, but I can’t. And you want to know why?” She put her hands on Mika’s shoulders. “Because your mother won’t let me.” She wiped away a tear from Mika’s eye. “After Thomas went inside, after I told him what a spineless coward he was for beating up on a kid, Jo came out and told me to please not take what he said seriously. He was drunk and not in his right mind. She told me that you still had to go home Monday after school and that in the meantime, she would talk with Thomas and they would work through his issues together.”
She looked up at her brother. “Gen, I know you're livid right now, but remember what Dad said.”
Gen slowly balled up his fists and nodded.
She turned back to Mika and embraced him, her tears falling in his hair. “I already love you, Mika Torino. And I will always be here for you, you understand? My family is your family forever. I love your brother and sister, and I pity your mother. She is so beaten down by that man, she can’t fight back. She has fully surrendered to his control. She knows what he says is a pack of lies but she can do nothing about it. She knows that not even she can protect you from him.” She pulled back and put her cool hands on his face.
“This is your home, too. This is your safe harbor. Gen is your battle warrior prince, my dad is your knight, and I’ll be your defender until my dying breath.” She kissed his cheek and turned to Gen.
“I wanted to kill him so bad, Gen,” she said, her voice breaking. “We’ve seen situations like this before because of Dad’s job, but I have never met a man so foul in my entire life. He had no qualms in being so insulting and degrading about Mika. And I can’t even guess how he knows about your relationship.”
“He doesn’t.” Mika said flatly. “He was saying it to rile you up. Mom probably told him I was staying with a friend from school and since he knows I’m gay, he wanted to be nasty and assume we’re already fucking.”
Gen’s eyes turned cold and he gritted his teeth. Mika turned his eyes to him but kept his head still, his hair falling around his face. They were empty and hollow, devoid of all emotion. “As far as he’s concerned, I’m just a little twink whore to be passed around and you’re next in line to take a piece.”
With that, he turned and walked slowly out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the loft. They heard the door click shut quietly behind him.
Gen and Kana stood there in silence for what felt like several minutes, Kana with her glass of wine, Gen with his homicidal rage. How dare that bastard say such disgusting and vile things about Mika and think he would get away with it. If Gen ever got the chance, he would strangle him the same way Thomas had strangled Mika. Maybe even slice his throat, destroying his vocal cords so he could never say anything hateful and cruel about Mika, or anyone else, ever again.
“Gen,” Kana said. “Please…don’t do anything stupid.”
Gen shook his head. “What good what I be to Mika in prison for capital murder?”
That’s when they heard Mika scream.
-*-
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