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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
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2,422
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2
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Notes:
Wow. I did this fic in a grand total of three days!! A chapter
a day keeps slave-driver Emmy away!! Buahahah!! Oh well,
I am proud of myself, and that is all that matters!! Hey! It is
gonna stay three parts!! YES!! I rule!! I rule!! :D
I wanna give a big thanks and hug to Amber for beta'ing this fic! Thank
you!!
Warnings: Sano/Saitou, AU, Sano/Aoshi, abuse, drugs
By:
Kako
Part
Three
"Hey!
Jime? Jiiiime?" I heard a voice call me.
I snapped back to my office and looked up to see a bright
face flashing a smile at me. Sanosuke winked. "Hey! You
shouldn't be drifting off on the job like that, Jime! Very bad!
And here I am, an impressionable youth! Imagine what the owners of
this company would say!" He shouted melodramatically.
"I -am- one of the owners of thispanypany." I commented
dryly, looking through one of the packets on my desk.
"Oh. Right. Now anyway!" Sanosuke continued,
tossing over a manilla folder. "There's the information that you asked
for on the new Tom Cruise story. I think that you're going to find
a lot of that veeeery interesting." He winked at me, leaning on the
edge of my desk.
"Now are these rumors, or actual verified facts?"
I asked for clarity, and he chuckled.
"Unless photos lie, I'd say those are all fact."
"Good. What are you planning today?" I asked,
changing the subject briefly.
His face faltered almost immediately, cocky smirk vanishing.
"I... I w."
"You were?"&n I u I urged on.
"I have to talk to Aoshi... I don't know what it's going
to be about, but I think I just need to talk to him... I'm going to do that
in about five minutes. He'll be at our apartment... and I'll see you
tonight. Is it all right if I stop over?" askeasked, trying to
smile.
I raised an eyebrow. "As long as you tell him what
I hope you're going to tell him. I'm worried. Don't let him hurt
you again, all right? Just go to talk... and tcomecome by my place,
all right? After that we'll go out to dinner." I admonished,
and fiddled with the corners of that Tom Cruise case. This one promised
to make headlines as well, from the way Sanosuke was talking about it.
"Sounds good to me." He stated, and leaned forward
to me, placing a light kiss on my lips. "I'll see ya tonight, then."
I watched him leave with a smile on my face.
Everything was going to be all right.
But I couldn't rid myself of the ache that I had at the
pit of my stomach...
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Saitou stood up and grabbed his coat, ready to walk out
to the staff parking lot and then to his house. The only problem was
that his phone began to ring. He turned back around to the phone,
and hesitantly picked it up. They probably could have waited until
tomorrow. He wanted to get back home to see just how things went with
Sanosuke. But for some reason, he picked the phone up.
"Hello, Saitou."
"Mr. Hajime Saitou?"
"Yes."
"You're Sanosuke Sagara's superior, correct?"
Saitou hesitated. "Correct. What is it?"
"This is somewhat of an emergency. The hospital doesn't
have very recent files on this young man, and we were wondering if your
company could fax over his file.&n We We need to get in touch with his
family and--"
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"Did something happen to Sanosuke?"
"Yes, sir, he's in the ER as we speak. Could you fax
those files--?"
"I'm coming over with them now." Saitou stated and
quickly hung up the phone, rushing to his car.
'Fuck the files, I need to see Sanosuke now...'
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Saitou ran into the hospital entrance and quickly bolted
up to the sign-in desk. "Where can I find Sanosuke Sagara?" He
demanded quickly, all but slamming his clenched fists on the countertop.
The woman at the reception desk looked up to him through
her thick glasses and blinked. "What was the name, sir?"
"Sanosuke Sagara, I heard he was in the ER. A medic
just called me and--"
"Right this way, sir." A new voice broke in, and Saitou
looked up to see a doctor with a clipboard, gesturing for him to follow
her. Saitou nodded and quickly chased after the doctor’s clicking
heels.
"What happened to him!?" Saitou demanded as the woman
brought out her charts.
"I assume that you forgot his files, am I correct?"
She asked, looking over at him.
Saitou nodded, "I need to see him. Tell me what happened!"
"Sanosuke asked for you to come."
"Are you going to tell me what happened or not?!"
"First I need to ask you something. What are you to
Sanosuke, exactly?" She asked, stopped in the middle of the hall to
face Saitou, looking at him though her own deep hazel eyes.
Saitou paused, "Why does it matter what I am to him, if
he asked for me? I'm obviously important enough for him to ask for
me!"
"I need to know how close you are, to find out what you
know about a few things... there are more than a couple things wrong with
Sanosuke, and I need to know how much you know about them." She hissed
back, a waterfall of raven hair trickling over her shoulder as she glared
at Saitou.
"I'm a very, very close friend." Saitou said back
quickly.
"Then I assume you know about these current beatings, sexual
abuse, alcoholism, suicide attempts, and drug problems, am I right?"
Saitou nodded, but then stopped, asking quickly, "Alcoholism,
suicide attempts, and drug problems?"
She nodded, gesturing to her charts. "In his blood
there are still traces of alcohol, especially in his deteriorated liver.
I found many other signs of heavy drinking and drugs. He has many
marks along his wrists from a razor as well, which I can assume is self-inflicted.
Some of the drugs may be suicide attempts as well. All of it illegal.
You didn't know about this?"
Saitou cursed to himself. He was so caught up in the
fact that Sanosuke was being abused by someone else, that he had looked
past every indication of self abuse. How could he have missed that?!
"I had no idea... how long has this been going on...?"
"For over a year, I know that much. This boy is on
the brink of death. Literally. I'm not sure how he's going to
come out of this. But one things for sure, if he comes out of this all
right---"
"-When- he comes out of this all right." Saitou corrected
quickly, running his hands though his hair, holding his head. How
the hell could he have missed all this?!
"When he comes out of this all right, he's going to need
massive therapy, rehab, and rest. I don't know how he's still alive
after this..."
"Wait... how did he come in...?"
"What?" The doctor asked blinking.
"How did he get to the hospital? Who called?
Who found him?!" Saitou demanded, and the doctor backed up.
"Please lower your voice, Mr. Saitou. A man called
in. His name was Aoshi Shinomori, I think." She said quickly,
trying to calm the man down.
"Doctor Takani? The patient is out of the ER and is
conscious... he's being moved to room 391." A nurse told the doctor
quickly, and Megumi nodded, rushing along.
"Please walk with me if you want to see him, Mr. Saitou."
She stated. Saitou’s head was still reeling from her previous words.
Aoshi himself reported it?! What had happened?!
Had he felt guilty about nearly killing him this time, and decided that
he could repent by getting Sanosuke some emergency help?!
That's all Saitou's mind could come up with, as they walked
to nearly the other side of the hospital. Every other thought was
a mass inside his head, full of worry for the youth that he cared so deeply
about...
Was he all right?
Was he really on the brink of death?
What was the chance that he could come back from that brink
alive?
What had Aoshi done this time?!
... had everything been so terrible that Sanosuke had tried
on numerous times to kill himself...?
.... because of Aoshi...?
Was he looking for death all along...?
And when he wasn't looking for death, was he drinking and
getting high...?
"Mr. Saitou, we're here." The doctor informed, and
Saitou pulled to a halt. "You can go in now."
And Saitou did just that, immediately walking into the room.
He was greeted by the continuous beeping of the heart monitor. Sano
was sitting up in the bed, looking blankly around the room as Saitou walked
in.
"So I guess the doc filled you in on all the details that've
been goin' on for the past two years... huh?" His voice was dry as
he looked out the window, and Saitou walked closer.
"She did. And I have some questions of my own, Sanosuke."
The boy didn't respond.
"Sanosuke?" Saitou tried again, and the young man
turned around at this, looking at him.
The only marks on the boys face were a gash on his left
temple that was patched up nicely, and a scrape on his cheek. Other
than that, his face was rather unmarked, but Saitou knew that the boy’s
body was a completely different story. Regardless, Sanosuke's attention
was on Saitou, and Saitou was going to take advantage of the situation.
"What happened, Sanosuke?" That was the first thing
that he wanted to ask the boy, but that was just the tip of the iceberg.
Sanosuke shook his head, and buried his face in his hands.
He took in a deep breath and looked back over at Saitou a moment later.
"I... I came back and he was mad at me... he wondered where I had been for
the last two days... and I told him that I had been out with Katsu... he
told me next time to call him and tell him, or don't go at all..."
"And then what happened?" Saitou asked, kneeling at
Sanosuke's bed side and took Sanosuke's hand in his own.
"Then... he tried to fuck me and... the next thing I knew
he had practically thrown me across the room. I had no idea what happened,
and he started yelling at me, calling me a dirty slut and..." Sanosuke's
eyes filled with tears. Something that Saitou had never seen from the
boy before. He massaged along the surface of Sanosuke's hand, urging
him to continue, but not forcing him to.
"He told me that I was too loose for him not having fucked
me in a week, and continued to call me an unfaithful, ugly whore... he told
me to get out, and never come back again... He said that, for the longest
time, he had been putting up with my pathetic ass, and now, he wanted me
out. He couldn't stand to look at me any longer, and he--"
"Did he hurt you?" Saitou quickly cut in.
Sanosuke shook his head. "No... he didn't. He
just kicked me out..."
"Then how did you get all these new wounds...?" Saitou's
voice asked, trailing off.
Sanosuke turned his head away. Saitou grimaced, placing
a hand on Sanosuke's face, forcing the boy to look at him.
"I went out and got stoned... and tried to kill myself again...
and then I found myself here... I guess I wandered somewhere while I was
drunk and someone called the hospital... I was really looking to die this
time..." He choked out, and that's when the tears came, flooding down his
cheeks.
"Sanosuke... why would you do something like that?"
"... why wouldn't I...? I had never known life without
Aoshi... and if he thought that I was just some whore... I didn't think
of anything else besides that at that moment... and I couldn't stand it...
I didn't know what to do... so I did what I always do, and hoped that I
wasn't going to live through it this time..."
"You're an idiot." Saitou said and stood up and turned
his back on the boy. "If you think that the only thing in life is
to be in the good graces of a man that's come so close to killing you more
than once, you're an idiot. If you think that death is the only was
out, you're an idiot. You're not the man I thought you were, Sanosuke."
Saitou walked out of the room while Sanosuke sat there,
mouth hanging opened.
Sanosuke's body quivered before the sobs came, and took
over his body.
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Saitou walked out into the waiting room, as he passed by
the desk and heard a voice ask, "Can I go in now?"
Saitou froze as he heard the voice, and turned around.
Who else would be heading into Sanosuke's room...?
His eyes scanned over a tall man wearing nothing but black.
He had a few tattoos over his arms, showing from the black sleeveless turtleneck
he was wearing. His pants were leather, as were his boots. Over
his arm was slung a black trench coat. His hair was slicked down,
and his eyes were piercing. However, they were missing something...
Saitou couldn't disagree with the fact that the man was
attractive.
And then it hit him.
This man was Aoshi Shinomori...
"Shinomori?" Saitou asked, raising his voice.
The other man turned around. "Do I know you?"
"No, I'm afraid you don't, but I know you."
"And what is it that you want?"
"I want to know why you nearly killed that young man on
various occasions, and then call into the hospital that he's hurt."
Saitou said bitterly.
Aoshi turned to face the man.
"So you're the man that he slept with, am I correct?"
Aoshi's voice was cold, but he spoke as if he was on the outside looking
in, not showing any attachment or care towards anything.
"He's not a tramp, Aoshi. And I'm afraid that I can't
let you go in that hospital room." Saitou stated firmly, eyes narrowed
in a glare.
"You have no right to stop me." The man said calmly,
stepping in the direction of the room.
"What are you going to do when you're in there, Aoshi?
Beat him senseless again? Make him turn to drugs? To alcohol?
Make him try to kill himself again?" Saitou's words were like darts,
sinking into the flesh of the other man.
"You don't understand! You're nothing to him, I don't
suppose that he would do much of anything if you hurt him."
"Because I wouldn't hurt him, Shinomori."
"Don't speak as if you know. If you knew what we've
been through, you would learn to hold your tongue." Aoshi stated,
and walked into the room.
Saitou shook his head and sat down in the waiting room.
He needed to talk to Sanosuke again... the way he had walked out was stupid.
Sanosuke didn't need that... he had enough of that from Aoshi... but the
thing that made Saitou wonder the most is why Aoshi had called, and why he
had come to visit if he had just kicked Sanosuke out of the house for good...
why bother anymore.
It was nearly an hour before Aoshi walked out of the room.
Their eyes met from across the room, and Aoshi said one thing before he
left the room. "At least I've never made him cry."
Saitou stood up and followed the man out quickly, swinging
around the doors to watch Aoshi's back. "Aoshi, you've done so much
worse to him, you beat him, you--"
"That's where you're wrong, Saitou."
"You know my name...?"
"He told mesmalsmall>
"How the hell am I wrong?! Abuse is abuse, and you're
killing him!"
"You idiot! He's been hurting himself worse than what
I’ve ever done to him! I admit to coming off the handle a lot, and
even getting a little rough, and letting anger take over in bed, but it's
nothing compared to what he does to himself! I find out when I go in
there, that he's been using me as a scapegoat! I have been trying for
so long to straighten him out, but it's not working! I told him today,
that he needed to get away from me, and get help. That's what landed
him in this situation... I'm not going to help the problem, since I'm obviously
the cause... with my past and my line of work. He told me that I was
the one that had this effect on him, and I'm leaving tomorrow. My
flight's at noon."
Saitou's mouth went dry.
It was all Sanosuke?
All of these injuries were from himself...?
"I love Sanosuke. And the way that I see it, you maybe
the only one who can help him. I know I can't, so I'm leaving.
I had an opportunity to get out a while ago, but I stayed with Sanosuke.
Took care of him. Without you, or rehab... I don't know what will
happen to him."
Saitou nodded as the man walked away.
It was all Sanosuke... all those beatings... everything...?
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Saitou slowly walked back to Sanosuke's room, deng wng what
to do...
Should he ever see the man again...?
Should he help...?
Could he handle it, now that he knew that it was all self-abuse...?
He opened the door and walked in slowly, without making
a sound. He looked at the boy laying in the bed, asleep. He
really was beautiful...
The way he was laying there... he was so alone. Saitou
knew that, deep down, he was the only one that could help the boy... and
he really did love him.
"Jime...?"
Saitou watched as the chestnut eyes fluttered open, looking
at him.
"Yes?"
"You came back... I didn't think you would..."
Saitou walked over and knelt at the foot of Sanosuke bed,
looking into the young man's eyes. He really was the only thing that
Sanosuke had left...
"Of course I would. I love you. You know that."
"I thought that... when you found out... you would--"
"Sanosuke, no matter what happens, no matter what I find
out, it's not going to get rid of me. I think that you may be stuck
with me." Saitou admitted, kissing Sanosuke's cheek.
Sano looked up with a smile.
"Promise?"
"I promise. You're going to get better, and I'm going
to help you."
"That's what Aoshi said... but he couldn't do it... whenever
he yelled at me... it made it so much worse... and then-"
"Even if Aoshi couldn't help you, I will. And Sanosuke?"
"Hmm?"
"No matter what anyone tells you, you are beautiful."
There was a pause. "Thanks, Jime."
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Owari