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sky_no_yuki2017-02-26 06:55 pm
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My word is my bond 6/?
Title: My word is my bond
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 ^__^
Masaki opened his eyes when he felt someone shifting next to him. He looked into those dark brown eyes again, and for a moment everything around him seemed to stop. When Jun sat up Masaki felt like waking up from his numbness. Jun’s cheeks were deeply red. “I am sorry, master, I will go and get out of here immediately. Or do you need me? I can stay here of course.” He pushed the blanket to the side and wanted to slip out of his clothes.
Masaki blinked. Oh god, he felt the heat in his body rising. He pushed on Jun's arms and pulled him down on the bed again. Masaki shifted and placed the blanket over Jun’s body again. His heart almost felt like jumping out of his chest and he could hear his blood rushing through his veins. Jun was thin and he looked sick, but nevertheless he was good-looking and his eyes were honest and warm. Masaki could get lost in them quite easily. He shook his head.
“You are sick, and you stay in bed,” Masaki said.
“Master?” Jun seemed confused.
Masaki placed his hand on Jun's forehead. His skin didn’t feel that hot anymore. “Your fever is gone.” He put his fingers on Jun's neck. “And your pulse is almost normal again. Do you remember how you got here yesterday, Jun?”
“I can remember that master bought me and Nino, and I can remember that we came here and Nino went away from me and I got down here. But I am sorry, I can't remember anything further, master,” Jun explained.
This wasn’t surprising. Jun had suffered from a high fever and he was more or less unconscious for the whole trip here. “Okay,” Masaki sighed. “First of all, I am Masaki, and not master or such a crap.” Jun stared at him with his eyes wide open. “At least not when we are alone, or my brother is with us. By the way he is the owner of Nino now. You can call us by our names. When we are in society, we need to cover up perfectly. There we have to be your masters.”
Jun nodded. “Is Nino okay?” He shifted and raised his hands to apologize. “Sorry, I talked without being asked.”
Masaki smiled. “You can talk whenever you want to.” He raised his hand to brush away some of Jun’s hair, but he pulled back when he saw Jun moving. “Yes, Nino is in the second floor. My brother lives up there, my parents live in the ground floor, and because I needed a special way to the garden, I took the cellar,” he chuckled.
“You must be hungry?” Masaki asked. He could see that Jun wasn't sure if he was allowed to say something. “You ate this strange fruit, right?”
Jun nodded. “I had been so hungry. It had been days since I got something to eat. I didn't know what would happen afterwards. Some others ate it too, I guess they are...” He didn’t say anything further.
“Don't worry, it's over now. Just don't eat something you don't know anymore, okay?” Masaki said. In their house Jun wouldn’t have a problem with food, because Masaki’s fridge was always filled with meat, fruits and vegetables. Masaki scanned Jun's body. He was way too thin. He almost seemed to get lost in Masaki's shirt.
“Okay, Mast - Masaki.” Jun's tension seemed to fade a bit.
“Hey, how about having some breakfast now. I will call Nino and Sho, and they shall come downstairs here?” Masaki suggested.
Jun nodded shyly. Masaki scratched his head. Damn, he was so bad with such things. He forgot how Jun must have felt here. He was a slave after all and not used to have breakfast with his master in the kitchen, or even in a room. “Okay, here.” Masaki handed him the walkphone. “With this thing you can call one of us. You can try it later on, if you want.” Masaki pointed at the display. “Look, this coloured squares are the connected phones. I am green.” He pointed at the small coloured squares. “If the square is coloured, I am online and you can call me.” Masaki waited a moment till Jun took the phone. “Red is my brother, and yellow is Nino. Blue is Satoshi, he is the one who helped me with your medicine yesterday. And purple is your phone.”
“I've never seen something like this.” Jun twisted the item between his fingers.
“Some ages ago people had a thing called mobile phone. I've seen it in various books. But humans got scanned by parliaments and by other people who wanted to know everything about them. Then during world war 4 they destroyed this technique. My father is highly interested in these old things, and he made them for us. They are simple, and you can only call someone, but that's enough to stay in contact,” Masaki explained. He had always been interested in ancient times. He wondered how life had been there, where they had fruits and nature everywhere around them, and not a deserted island, surrounded by almost black sea.
Jun looked at him. “That's really interesting.” He turned the thing in his hands.
“It is, and please carry it with you all time, okay? We are able to reach you with it,” Masaki said. “And now, let's prepare some breakfast before my brother gets the idea to help me in kitchen.”
Masaki was in a good mood, but he was well aware that Jun wasn't feeling relaxed next to him. That’s why Masaki decided to act as normal as possible. Maybe Jun would warm up on his own.
He stepped out of his bed and walked to the bathroom. “Oh, this is the bathroom, in case you can't remember anymore,” Masaki said. He walked to a second door right next to the bathroom. “And this will be your room. I hope it's okay that you have to cross my room to get to the bathroom.”
“If it's okay?” Jun asked. He slipped out of his bed.
“Ah, yes, because it's not perfect to walk through another ones room when you want to go to the bathroom at night. But I have a deep sleep, I think a dinosaur could stomp through my room and I wouldn't wake up,” Masaki laughed.
Jun stood next to him, looking into the small room. It wasn't perfect, because it was small and there were only two small windows on the other side, but there was a bed and a closet and a table with a chair. Masaki had arranged everything when he had decided to buy a slave. It was his old research labour, but he had placed his stuff in the winter garden now.
“I never had a bed to sleep, and I never even dreamed about an own room for myself.” Jun said. “I still wait to wake up from this dream.”
Masaki smiled. Jackpot – Jun’s tension got less and Masaki could see that his stiffened shoulders relaxed more and more. “Oh, if you leave my bedroom, you get into the living room when you walk straight ahead. On the left side is the kitchen, and on the right side is my winter garden.” Masaki knew that he talked too much, but he was happy that Jun felt better, and his face got an almost normal colour again.
“And you have three floors here?” Jun asked.
Masaki nodded. “Yes, but please don't walk around alone. My father has some not so nice business partner, and they don't see slaves as humans after all.”
“Why do you?” Jun wanted to know. He looked so fragile in the big shirt and the pants were hanging down his too thin hips.
Masaki shrugged. “I read some articles about slaves and their so called life, and that's when I decided that I need to change something.” Masaki looked at the other. He had seen so many things during work, and he had read so many things about society, but Masaki knew that he wasn’t able to make big steps, he was just one person after all. “I can't change society, but everything I am able to do, I will do.” Masaki smiled.
Jun looked at him and Masaki could see a small change in Jun’s eyes. They got lighter and Masaki thought that he could see something like beginning trust in them.
“Oh, by the way, are you afraid of dogs?” Masaki asked.
Jun shook his head. “No I am not. I had one when I was a child.” Masaki didn’t dare to ask further, because he feared that this would be a topic the other didn’t want to talk about. “And what about parrots, turtles, cats, racoons and squirrels?” Masaki asked instead. Okay, that sounded weird.
“Don't tell me you have all this animals in your house, Master,” Jun said. “Masaki, I mean Masaki,” he corrected himself.
Now it was Masaki who blushed. “No, some of them are in the garden, some in the winter garden, and my cat is … everywhere and nowhere,” he laughed. “And my dog is mostly in the winter garden, but sometimes he comes into the living room or bedroom.”
Masaki saw Jun looking around in his rooms. He was still insecure and every time Masaki moved, Jun winced a bit, like he was afraid of him.
“If you need something, tell me. But please, I want to say it again, don't leave my rooms without my permission. I know it feels like I am locking you, but it's the best for you,” Masaki explained.
“I am your slave, I do whatever you wish me to do, Masaki-san.” Jun bowed. Great, that was exactly what Masaki didn't want. Jun shouldn't feel like a normal slave here. He should feel like a human being, even though that was difficult.
“How about you get yourself a bath, and I will go and call for Sho and Nino,” Masaki said to change the topic.
Jun coiled the long sleeve on his shirt between his fingers. “I ... .” He blushed.
Masaki stepped closer. “Do you need something?”
Jun nodded. He was visibly embarrassed talking about something. “I don't have clothes here. I mean ...,” he sighed. “Not even underwear.”
Masaki breathed out. If this was the only problem ... “Oh, don't worry.” Masaki walked back to his bedroom. He opened the door to his closet and started roaming through it. “Where did I put it?” He murmured. Finally he pulled out a closed package with underwear. “Ha, I knew I had this. They are too small for me. I ...” he scratched his head. “Gained a little weight, and now they don't fit anymore.” He handed it to Jun, who still stared at the closet.
“You have so many clothes,” Jun said. “That's amazing, Masaki-san.”
Masaki chuckled. He was a little bit addicted to clothes. He had collected hundreds of things during the last years and he didn't even know when he should wear all of them. He looked at his slave, and then he stepped to the closet and pulled out a jean and a black shirt with colourful sparkling patterns on it. “Take these.”
Jun stepped back and raised his hands. “I can't. I am your slave, I am not made to wear normal clothes.”
“Who says that?” Masaki said angrily. “Yes, you are my slave, and now take these and wear it. It's not a suggestion, it's an order.”
“Yes, master.” Jun bowed. “Masaki,” he corrected himself when he saw Masaki's dark glance.
Masaki started smiling. “Good. I go to get the others now, I'll take a shower upstairs and be back in a few minutes.” Masaki roamed through his things and took a shampoo, a tooth brush and some clothes with him.” He turned to Jun. “Oh, and I placed everything else for you in the bathroom. It's in the box with the rainbow on it. I didn't know your name by then, so I couldn't write your name on the box. You find everything necessary in there. And keep your walkphone with you.“
Jun nodded. He still seemed scared and shy, but the biggest tension seemed to be gone.
Aiba sighed. He opened the door to leave his rooms and went upstairs. He tried to prevent meeting someone else than his brother and sneaked through the ground floor upstairs where he reached the door to his brother's rooms without any trouble.
A/N: Hello everyone :D This chapter is JunBa only, sorry for this, but finally Jun is awake and Jun and Aiba needed some more spot here <3
What do you think? Aiba is already falling for Jun, right? And Jun? Will he be able to trust Aiba?
Oh, and what do you think will they eat for breakfast? ;)
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 ^__^
Masaki opened his eyes when he felt someone shifting next to him. He looked into those dark brown eyes again, and for a moment everything around him seemed to stop. When Jun sat up Masaki felt like waking up from his numbness. Jun’s cheeks were deeply red. “I am sorry, master, I will go and get out of here immediately. Or do you need me? I can stay here of course.” He pushed the blanket to the side and wanted to slip out of his clothes.
Masaki blinked. Oh god, he felt the heat in his body rising. He pushed on Jun's arms and pulled him down on the bed again. Masaki shifted and placed the blanket over Jun’s body again. His heart almost felt like jumping out of his chest and he could hear his blood rushing through his veins. Jun was thin and he looked sick, but nevertheless he was good-looking and his eyes were honest and warm. Masaki could get lost in them quite easily. He shook his head.
“You are sick, and you stay in bed,” Masaki said.
“Master?” Jun seemed confused.
Masaki placed his hand on Jun's forehead. His skin didn’t feel that hot anymore. “Your fever is gone.” He put his fingers on Jun's neck. “And your pulse is almost normal again. Do you remember how you got here yesterday, Jun?”
“I can remember that master bought me and Nino, and I can remember that we came here and Nino went away from me and I got down here. But I am sorry, I can't remember anything further, master,” Jun explained.
This wasn’t surprising. Jun had suffered from a high fever and he was more or less unconscious for the whole trip here. “Okay,” Masaki sighed. “First of all, I am Masaki, and not master or such a crap.” Jun stared at him with his eyes wide open. “At least not when we are alone, or my brother is with us. By the way he is the owner of Nino now. You can call us by our names. When we are in society, we need to cover up perfectly. There we have to be your masters.”
Jun nodded. “Is Nino okay?” He shifted and raised his hands to apologize. “Sorry, I talked without being asked.”
Masaki smiled. “You can talk whenever you want to.” He raised his hand to brush away some of Jun’s hair, but he pulled back when he saw Jun moving. “Yes, Nino is in the second floor. My brother lives up there, my parents live in the ground floor, and because I needed a special way to the garden, I took the cellar,” he chuckled.
“You must be hungry?” Masaki asked. He could see that Jun wasn't sure if he was allowed to say something. “You ate this strange fruit, right?”
Jun nodded. “I had been so hungry. It had been days since I got something to eat. I didn't know what would happen afterwards. Some others ate it too, I guess they are...” He didn’t say anything further.
“Don't worry, it's over now. Just don't eat something you don't know anymore, okay?” Masaki said. In their house Jun wouldn’t have a problem with food, because Masaki’s fridge was always filled with meat, fruits and vegetables. Masaki scanned Jun's body. He was way too thin. He almost seemed to get lost in Masaki's shirt.
“Okay, Mast - Masaki.” Jun's tension seemed to fade a bit.
“Hey, how about having some breakfast now. I will call Nino and Sho, and they shall come downstairs here?” Masaki suggested.
Jun nodded shyly. Masaki scratched his head. Damn, he was so bad with such things. He forgot how Jun must have felt here. He was a slave after all and not used to have breakfast with his master in the kitchen, or even in a room. “Okay, here.” Masaki handed him the walkphone. “With this thing you can call one of us. You can try it later on, if you want.” Masaki pointed at the display. “Look, this coloured squares are the connected phones. I am green.” He pointed at the small coloured squares. “If the square is coloured, I am online and you can call me.” Masaki waited a moment till Jun took the phone. “Red is my brother, and yellow is Nino. Blue is Satoshi, he is the one who helped me with your medicine yesterday. And purple is your phone.”
“I've never seen something like this.” Jun twisted the item between his fingers.
“Some ages ago people had a thing called mobile phone. I've seen it in various books. But humans got scanned by parliaments and by other people who wanted to know everything about them. Then during world war 4 they destroyed this technique. My father is highly interested in these old things, and he made them for us. They are simple, and you can only call someone, but that's enough to stay in contact,” Masaki explained. He had always been interested in ancient times. He wondered how life had been there, where they had fruits and nature everywhere around them, and not a deserted island, surrounded by almost black sea.
Jun looked at him. “That's really interesting.” He turned the thing in his hands.
“It is, and please carry it with you all time, okay? We are able to reach you with it,” Masaki said. “And now, let's prepare some breakfast before my brother gets the idea to help me in kitchen.”
Masaki was in a good mood, but he was well aware that Jun wasn't feeling relaxed next to him. That’s why Masaki decided to act as normal as possible. Maybe Jun would warm up on his own.
He stepped out of his bed and walked to the bathroom. “Oh, this is the bathroom, in case you can't remember anymore,” Masaki said. He walked to a second door right next to the bathroom. “And this will be your room. I hope it's okay that you have to cross my room to get to the bathroom.”
“If it's okay?” Jun asked. He slipped out of his bed.
“Ah, yes, because it's not perfect to walk through another ones room when you want to go to the bathroom at night. But I have a deep sleep, I think a dinosaur could stomp through my room and I wouldn't wake up,” Masaki laughed.
Jun stood next to him, looking into the small room. It wasn't perfect, because it was small and there were only two small windows on the other side, but there was a bed and a closet and a table with a chair. Masaki had arranged everything when he had decided to buy a slave. It was his old research labour, but he had placed his stuff in the winter garden now.
“I never had a bed to sleep, and I never even dreamed about an own room for myself.” Jun said. “I still wait to wake up from this dream.”
Masaki smiled. Jackpot – Jun’s tension got less and Masaki could see that his stiffened shoulders relaxed more and more. “Oh, if you leave my bedroom, you get into the living room when you walk straight ahead. On the left side is the kitchen, and on the right side is my winter garden.” Masaki knew that he talked too much, but he was happy that Jun felt better, and his face got an almost normal colour again.
“And you have three floors here?” Jun asked.
Masaki nodded. “Yes, but please don't walk around alone. My father has some not so nice business partner, and they don't see slaves as humans after all.”
“Why do you?” Jun wanted to know. He looked so fragile in the big shirt and the pants were hanging down his too thin hips.
Masaki shrugged. “I read some articles about slaves and their so called life, and that's when I decided that I need to change something.” Masaki looked at the other. He had seen so many things during work, and he had read so many things about society, but Masaki knew that he wasn’t able to make big steps, he was just one person after all. “I can't change society, but everything I am able to do, I will do.” Masaki smiled.
Jun looked at him and Masaki could see a small change in Jun’s eyes. They got lighter and Masaki thought that he could see something like beginning trust in them.
“Oh, by the way, are you afraid of dogs?” Masaki asked.
Jun shook his head. “No I am not. I had one when I was a child.” Masaki didn’t dare to ask further, because he feared that this would be a topic the other didn’t want to talk about. “And what about parrots, turtles, cats, racoons and squirrels?” Masaki asked instead. Okay, that sounded weird.
“Don't tell me you have all this animals in your house, Master,” Jun said. “Masaki, I mean Masaki,” he corrected himself.
Now it was Masaki who blushed. “No, some of them are in the garden, some in the winter garden, and my cat is … everywhere and nowhere,” he laughed. “And my dog is mostly in the winter garden, but sometimes he comes into the living room or bedroom.”
Masaki saw Jun looking around in his rooms. He was still insecure and every time Masaki moved, Jun winced a bit, like he was afraid of him.
“If you need something, tell me. But please, I want to say it again, don't leave my rooms without my permission. I know it feels like I am locking you, but it's the best for you,” Masaki explained.
“I am your slave, I do whatever you wish me to do, Masaki-san.” Jun bowed. Great, that was exactly what Masaki didn't want. Jun shouldn't feel like a normal slave here. He should feel like a human being, even though that was difficult.
“How about you get yourself a bath, and I will go and call for Sho and Nino,” Masaki said to change the topic.
Jun coiled the long sleeve on his shirt between his fingers. “I ... .” He blushed.
Masaki stepped closer. “Do you need something?”
Jun nodded. He was visibly embarrassed talking about something. “I don't have clothes here. I mean ...,” he sighed. “Not even underwear.”
Masaki breathed out. If this was the only problem ... “Oh, don't worry.” Masaki walked back to his bedroom. He opened the door to his closet and started roaming through it. “Where did I put it?” He murmured. Finally he pulled out a closed package with underwear. “Ha, I knew I had this. They are too small for me. I ...” he scratched his head. “Gained a little weight, and now they don't fit anymore.” He handed it to Jun, who still stared at the closet.
“You have so many clothes,” Jun said. “That's amazing, Masaki-san.”
Masaki chuckled. He was a little bit addicted to clothes. He had collected hundreds of things during the last years and he didn't even know when he should wear all of them. He looked at his slave, and then he stepped to the closet and pulled out a jean and a black shirt with colourful sparkling patterns on it. “Take these.”
Jun stepped back and raised his hands. “I can't. I am your slave, I am not made to wear normal clothes.”
“Who says that?” Masaki said angrily. “Yes, you are my slave, and now take these and wear it. It's not a suggestion, it's an order.”
“Yes, master.” Jun bowed. “Masaki,” he corrected himself when he saw Masaki's dark glance.
Masaki started smiling. “Good. I go to get the others now, I'll take a shower upstairs and be back in a few minutes.” Masaki roamed through his things and took a shampoo, a tooth brush and some clothes with him.” He turned to Jun. “Oh, and I placed everything else for you in the bathroom. It's in the box with the rainbow on it. I didn't know your name by then, so I couldn't write your name on the box. You find everything necessary in there. And keep your walkphone with you.“
Jun nodded. He still seemed scared and shy, but the biggest tension seemed to be gone.
Aiba sighed. He opened the door to leave his rooms and went upstairs. He tried to prevent meeting someone else than his brother and sneaked through the ground floor upstairs where he reached the door to his brother's rooms without any trouble.
A/N: Hello everyone :D This chapter is JunBa only, sorry for this, but finally Jun is awake and Jun and Aiba needed some more spot here <3
What do you think? Aiba is already falling for Jun, right? And Jun? Will he be able to trust Aiba?
Oh, and what do you think will they eat for breakfast? ;)