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Kizuna: OVAs Alternative title: KIZUNA～絆～ Genres: comedy, drama, romance Themes: shounen-ai, yaoi Running time: 45 minutes Number of episodes: 2 Type: OVA Format: AVI Plot Summary: Ranmaru and Kei have a strong and passionate relationship built on years of trust, sacrifice and love. But when the mysterious son of a Yakuza boss begins to pursue Ranmaru's affection, tempers flare, and hidden emotions rise to the surface. Will Ranmaru and Kei's love survive, or will the emotional conflict finally come to a head? Download Kizuna: Much Ado About Nothing OVA: OVA 1 OVA 2 Kizuna (Sequel): Kizuna ~Koi no kara Sawagi~ (Sequel) Watch Kizuna OVAs 1-2 Online (HD Quality): Kizuna OVAs 1-2 Online For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Original name: Tokidoki, Sekai wa Utsukushii Manga ALT. names: ときどき、世界は美しい; 怦然心動的美世界; Occasionally, the World is Beautiful; Tokidoki Sekai wa Utsukushii; Tokidoki, Sekai wa Utsukushi Original run: 2007 Description: High School Senior, Yokozeki Haruhito has always been watching the teacher-in training, Arisawa Yuya. However, this doesn't go unnoticed by Yuya's cousin, Yuma. Yuma volunteered to be Yuya's substitute. Things started to escalate when one day Yuya walked in on them while they were kissing. Manga-type: Manga Written by: Kannagi Satoru Drawn by: Momozuki Haruka Published by: Gentosha Group(s) Scanlating: Fantasy Shrine Status: 1 Volume (Complete) Completely Scanlated: Yes Completely Translated: Yes Genres: Drama, Romance, Yaoi Categories: School Life Main Characters: Yokozeki Haruhito, Arisawa Yuya Adaptations available: N/A Recommendations: Bukiyou na Silent, Chiisana Glass no Sora, Chikan Diary by Kamon Saeko Read Tokidoki, Sekai wa Utsukushii Online: Tokidoki, Sekai wa Utsukushii Download Tokidoki, Sekai wa Utsukushii: EDIT: Link removed due to scanlator's request.

Paul McCartney / John Lennon - Eleanor Rigby [1966] I look at all the lonely people I look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door Who is it for? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there What does he care? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name Nobody came Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave No one was saved All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong?

Title: Hanagumi Ninkyouden, Yakuza In Love, 花組仁侠伝 Original run: 1996 Description: Volume 1: 1-4) Yakuza In Love With his gambler grandfather dead, Ichimura Aoi decides to join the yakuza with the letter of recommendation left behind by his grandfather. After saving the Don's life, Ichimura gets on the fast track of success. Now he has been given a very important job to fulfil, to be the apprentice of the infamous under-boss Sakiya Yuji. Will he survive his posting even though he has managed to get by with just his intimidating looks till now? 5) Flower Gang Party Short extra. Mostly character profiles. 6) Hanagumi Memories Authour discusses Takarazuka Troupe, the famous all women musical group in Japan. Volume 2: 1-2) Yakuza In Love Ichimura learns that his grandfather was quite the tattooist in his day from the gang's doctor. Sakiya doubts the loyalty of Ichimura after finding out that the Don has been sending expensive gifts to the latter. 3) Liar Ozawa Junki is recuperating in Karasuma Chihiro's place after being stabbed by his lover's wife. 4) Saved Kohei is worried about Misaki his object of desire. She seems lonely and lost despite acting out and fraternising with various older partners. Volume 3: 1-2) Yakuza In Love Karasuma is desperate to get Ozawa back after learning that he has been captured by Azuma and the Don's gang. 3) Boys Game Alternate ending of the scene where Karasuma saves Ozawa. 4) The Animal's Banquet Short extra that took place just before Iwaki Issei's visit to Sakiya's place. 5) Let's Go Get A Blood Test Karasuma and Ozawa decide to get a blood test before his release from the hospital. 6) Pride Ichimura finally gets his own tattoo, yakuza style. Sakiya is against it but Ichimura's insistence to show his love and loyalty won him over. (This was also published as chapter 4 of volume 3 of Deki no Ii Kiss, Warui Kiss) 7) Merry Christmas Ozawa gets his little Christmas gift and realises something important. Manga-type: Manga Written by: Kano Shiuko Drawn by: Kano Shiuko Published by: Deux Press Group(s) Scanlating: - Status: Complete Completely Scanlated: Yes Completely Translated: Yes Genres: Drama Yaoi Categories: Drama, Yakuza, Rape Main Characters: Ichimura Aoi , Sakiya Yuji Adaptation based on available: N/A Recommendations: Haito Diamond, Kizuna Download Yakuza In Love Manga: Volume 1 Volume 2 Volume 3 For download reupload requests, please post here so the staff notices them. Thanks! YO Staff

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Hey! Class President OVA Title: Seito Kaichou ni Chukoku, 學生會長請小心, 生徒会長に忠告, Hey Class President Author: Monchi Kaori Type: OVA Number of OVAs: 2 Format: avi Size: about 200 Mb/OVA Plot: Even as he tries to keep the student council president out of trouble, Vice President Chiga-kun finds himself being drawn to the president's strength and power. Chiga-kun wonders how he, being such an intelligent individual, can be so unwillingly taken with a boy who is so country and simple... Watch Hey! Class President OVAs 1-2 Online (HD Quality): Hey! Class President OVAs 1-2 Online Download Hey! Class President OVA: OVA 1 OVA 2 For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Yokubou Sensibility Manga ALT. names: 感性的欲望 挑動你的慾望 欲望センシビリティー Desire Sensibility Original run: 2006 Description: What could possibly happen between two - working at a call center answering phones all day? Kosugi is a part-time worker and his boss, Ogata, is anything but nice. He is always unapproachable, mean and strict. Scolding Kosugi all the time even though he's always trying his hardest. Meanwhile, his coworker, Kaminuma has his eye on Kosugi, and somehow that seems to bother Ogata. Kaminuma plays his game too well, and he seems to be abusing his authority too much. Would this be considered a sexual harassment at the work place and does Ogata actually care about Kosugi? Manga-type: Manga Written by: Narazaki Souta Drawn by: Narazaki Souta Published by: Core Magazine Group(s) Scanlating: Andante-Peach, TerribleTrio Status: Complete Completely Scanlated: No Completely Translated: No Genres: Romance, Yaoi Categories: Comedy, Co-workers, Main Characters: Kosugi, Ogata, Kaminuma Adaptation based on available: N/A Recommendations: Joushi tono Hitoban, A Place in the Sun Read Yokubou Sensibility Online: Yokubou Sensibility Download link: Volume 1 For download reupload requests, please post here so the staff notices them. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Midara Na Sasayaki, Indecent Whispers Author: Minase Masara Year: 2005 Genre: One Shot, Yaoi Summary : Sequel to Kokoro to Karada no Hazama. Coworkers Ryuuichi and Haruyoshi are dating but now Ryuuchi's working all hours. Read Midara Na Sasayaki Online: Midara Na Sasayaki Download Midara Na Sasayaki Manga: Midara Na Sasayaki For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Kedamono Nanbiki? Author: HONJOU Rie Plot: - How do you react when your lover gives you a sex manual after your first time together? Try harder, or give up completely? Groups Scanlating: Fantasy Shrine Genre: School Life Smut Yaoi Download link removed by scanlator's request Read Kedamono Nanbiki? Online Kedamono Nanbiki?

Because Tears by X Japan has been on my mind for days; The translation: Where should I go? Away from you Now I'm asking the stream of time that has gone away In the too long night, I dreamed of setting out Staring at a foreign sky, I held my loneliness I cover wind of time with flowing tears I feel your endless sighs Dry your tears with Love Dry your tears with Love Loneliness your silent whisper Fills a river of tears through the night Memory you never let me cry, and you, You never said good-bye Sometimes our tears blinded the love We lost our dreams along the way But, I never thought you'd trade your soul to the fates Never thought you'd leave me alone Time through the rain has set me free Sands of time will keep your memory Love everlasting fades away Alive within your beatless heart Dry your tears with Love Dry your tears with Love I cover wind of time with flowing tears I change the endless sorrow into a blue rose Dry your tears with Love Dry your tears with Love I cover wind of time with flowing tears I feel your endless sighs Dry your tears with Love Dry your tears with Love Dry your tears with Love Dry your tears with Love [talking] If you could have told me anything You would have found what love is If you would have told me what was on your mind I would have shown you the way Someday... I will be older than you I've never thought beyond that time I never imagined the pictures of that life For now I will try to live for you And for me... I will try to live with love, with dreams, and forever with tears

Hi! Welcome to the forum! Hope you'll have fun here with us

hi and welcome iChiwa its good to see new family memeber in this yaoi heaven have fun

Yōkoso, we are happy to have you here. This is my favorite yaoi forum and I know you'll love it here. Yoi ichinichi o!

hi hi ichiwa welcome

Hai hai WELCOME TO THE FORUM Enjoy your day here Yokoso nee :leaf12:

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yeahhhh finally there's somewhere for me to express my craziness over Takumi-kun ~ 3 days ago my friend came across 'Takumi-kun 2 kissing and love scene' clip on youtube, and she said that "I know you'd go crazy after watching this". And she was right ) She gave me the download links and these days I'm just watching Takumi-kun 2 and 3 over and over again and never get bored. They are sooooo sweet for words. I've also been a fan of Yunjae and read many fanfics but never think those sweety loving scenes can be seen in live action..... Now watching Takumi-kun, I feel that the movie almost fully express the feelings that I used to read in fanfics. And not to mentioned I have already fell for our Hamao, he looks just like manga characters, and is a perfect UKE i've ever seen!!!! (I told my friend that it would be a waste for him to be straight cause we can hardly find such an amazing uke ) I still love him if he has a girfriend though, but she HAS to be at least cuter than him LOL) I've also been a fan of K-dramas and those are romantic too but nothing can compare to the sweetness in Takumi-kun series. Watching male-female couple kisses, I don't feel that "moved", but I lost my breath seeing Daisuke gently kissed Hamao.... Daisuke is really a good kisser. I hope they will act together again in other movies Here I post the kiss & love scene from Takumi-kun 2 (since it has been deleted from youtube, lucky me, I got to watch it before it was deleted )http://www.mediafire.com/?ho7ei9bnacdikg3 and Takumi-kun 3 ending part http://www.mediafire.com/?p29g4hm0hsq0dcz. Those are my two favourite clips of Takumi-kun :x

FINALLY ! We can download the movie ! here ^_^ rabbit8 rabbit13

(Simple and cute sign, lol) I wonder about this though...

This anime is beauty. Everywhere. (*_*) Mononoke. [ATTACH=CONFIG]3724[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=CONFIG]3725[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=CONFIG]3726[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=CONFIG]3727[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=CONFIG]3728[/ATTACH]

I am a Pisces!!! I do not really believe in it either, but mine is actually VERY accurate and describes me almost perfectly Pisces witness to the difficult task of straddling this divide - between the human and the divine. More than any other sign, perhaps, Pisces experiences normal human life as limited, for it excludes so much that can make life more complete. Yet, even Pisceans have to live as human beings in a world full of limitations. Coming to terms with the necessity to live in a world separate from Paradise can be an immense problem. Some may attempt to live as if exclusion from Paradise had never happened, and live life in a constant daydream, very ineffective in the world as it is. Others, however, may learn to live life in the human arena in such a way as to infuse it with divine meaning. Pisces is often associated with music, dance, drama and other forms of art, as these can give a sense that there is something beyond life lived at the simply human level, and can open up people's awareness to a richer reality than that lived in day to day living. Alcohol and drugs can also provide awareness of another dimension, but used unwisely, they are regressive rather than progressive, and represent an escape to the womb rather than an advance to a richer life infused with wealth from a spiritual dimension.. Traits of an Pisces: Shy Romantic Trustworthy Aloof Dreamy Creative Understanding Unrealistic Impractical Likes... Romance Nature Ambient music Poetry Mystical settings Being loved / wanted Freedom Privacy Dislikes... Noise Crowds Dirt & ugliness Garish objects Being reminded Tight spaces Authority Revealing private life I have a Pisces tattoo

im aries too z:D not sure if the pic will wrk my comp is playing up lol

Sweet Pool, Kiben Gakuha Yotsuya Senpai, Naruto, Neon Genesis Evangelion and a beautiful illustration (as always) by Yoneda Kou. (: [ATTACH=CONFIG]3734[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=CONFIG]3738[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=CONFIG]3737[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=CONFIG]3735[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=CONFIG]3736[/ATTACH]

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I'm Leo like Goki

Hell Fie, be very welcome. Wish you lots of fun together with us. (^_^)

Welcome to the forum! Nice to meet you! Have a great time here! :hamtaro-005 (12):

Hidden away underneath it all, they quiver in anticipation Who goes, who stays, who lives, who dies It's not a matter of choice or destiny just a simple whim. Revel in the darkness, abhor the light Surrender all to guilt's desire. It's a deepness, a depth to be cherished Hidden and unheeded until the moment arises When each one is needed. Splinter of the mind, sliver of the soul Lies forgotten and cold Let the breath of life flow, let the eye follow. Open the realm and let it go.

Hello Fie, nice to meet you. Welcome to this Yaoi Forum.

hi and welcome to this yaoi heaven hope u have lots of fun here

Hai Hai... WELCOME TO THE FORUM Enjoy your day here Yokoso nee :leaf12:

to the forum Fie, I hope you will like it here

Hiya Fie! (I like that) Welcome to the forum! You'll make tons of friends here. ^__^

First of all, I want to remind everybody that multiple accounts are STRICTLY prohibited. As a security measure, I implemented a new system that will scan for double accounts everyday. Double accounts will be deleted. NOTE: I understand that some users were forced to create a new account from various reasons. Those users must send me a PM stating the account they want to keep. We want a safe community, so, thank you for understanding!

Ryuu I looked up as the bathroom door opened. I was sitting wrapped in a blanket on the couch in Akira’s apartment. Sora and Hasu were on the floor at my feet. Sora had Hasu wrapped in another blanket and was holding him. Hasu had finally calmed down and was dozing. Akira was in the kitchen getting us all something to drink. Reiko came out of the bathroom looking haggard and too old for her eighteen years. She’d been crying. That much was easy to tell from the bloodshot eyes and the way she tried to hide under her bangs as she walked into the living room. "A-Ano, I talked with Nakamara and he's going to take care of things. We have to stay put though. We are safest here." Sitting down she kept her head bowed, the long dark blue striped hair hiding her face. "I'm sorry guys. I really am." "Wh-what is going on Reiko?" I was trying very hard to keep my composure. After everything that had happened yesterday and this morning I was afraid to ask. Before Reiko could answer, my phone rang. Instantly recognizing the tone, I grabbed it up seeing the text message notification. I held it, just looking at the display for a moment. I was frightened to see what he had to say. Part of me didn’t ever want to see him again while the other part was desperate to get him back. I knew he was hurt and had spent the night in the hospital, but I’d been so wrapped up in what had happened at the apartment and dealing with Hasu’s hysterics and my own panic attacks I hadn’t called or even texted him. I slid the phone open and hit the button. I love you and I'm sorry. Shutting the phone I stared at it. A foreign surge of anger rushed through me for a moment I just stood there before throwing the phone across the room. It shattered against the far wall the pieces clattering to the floor. Hasu yelped and I heard Sora cuss but it barely registered. “I’m going to beat him. Who the fuck does he think he’s fooling! This whole time and he never once-not fucking once-says he loves me. Until now. I swear I’m gonna find him and beat him-“ “Ryuu, calm down.” I turned to glare at Reiko, not about ready to calm down. This was too much. “No! He’s cheating on me with some nasty little escort and then he lets Hasu get kidnapped by Naoki who did who knows what to him-” “Ryuu!” “No Sora, I know Naoki, I know what he’s like. For Kenta to let this happen and then you getting hurt too, I’ve had enough. He’s lied and avoid me for long enough. I’m going to go find him.” “Ryuu you can’t! Just think for a minute okay. I know you are upset, we all are, but putting yourself in danger is not going to help anything.” Sora grabbed my arm before I could open the door. “Ryuu! Sit down and think for a minute. “ I didn’t want to think. It was too painful. If I could be angry then I didn’t have to feel the hurt. The feeling that something was clawing away my insides until a hollow bleeding shell was left was replaced by the hot ache of anger. After everything we’d been through together, even before we started dating, how could he betray-not just me-but all of us? If it had just been him screwing around with some escort I would have been upset, but I could have forgiven him. But letting Hasu get kidnapped and possibly molested by my ex-boyfriend and his former cell mate? When he knew and had known for a while that we were being targeted and had kept everything to himself? I couldn’t forgive that. I wouldn’t. After a moment I realized Sora had led me back to the couch and made me sit down. Hasu laid his head over on my knee, his brown eyes somber as he glanced up at me. “Ryuu . . . I’m okay. He didn’t-he didn’t do what you think. Please don’t be mad at Kenta he came to-” “Guys, Kenta got arrested.” Reiko burst into the apartment startling me. I hadn’t realized she’d left. She slammed the door behind her and took a deep breath. “Naoki named him as an accomplice. The cops picked him up at his apartment and he’s in jail now.” “They can’t do that!” I jumped started by Hasu’s outburst. “Sora we have to leave right now. Reiko where is the station. God damn it get up! We have to go now!” I blinked a few times never having seen Hasu in such a state before. He was on his feet, the bruising livid against his pale skin, but his eyes were sharp and dared any of us to disagree with him. Sora and I looked at each other. I shrugged, not sure what else to do. Hasu never demanded anything. Except food. We arrived at the police station about half an hour later. I hung back as the others headed in, Hasu in the lead. Sora was right behind Hasu, but kept looking back at me as if he wasn’t sure who he should stay with. I waved him on. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to face Kenta yet or not. “Ryuu, come on.” Reiko took my arm, gently pulling me forward. “I think you need to hear what Hasu has to say.” In the end none of us got to hear what Hasu told the detectives. They took him to a private room. We sat outside the station on the steps, none of us really talking for the hour he was gone. Sora was the first to see him when he came out. “Hasu! How did it . . . Kenta?” I got up turning to see Kenta standing behind Hasu. A stab of pain shot through me seeing him bandaged and bloody. Though that wasn’t what really caught my attention. He wouldn’t look at us. His eyes focused on the ground. Hasu on the other hand was beaming. “I told them everything that happened. They had to let Kenta go because he didn’t have anything to do with it. In fact Rame tried to-“ Hasu stopped looking back at Kenta who had put a hand on his shoulder. He shook his head slightly and Hasu nodded. “Anyway, we can go home now! Everything is better . . . right?” Hasu was looking at me. I started up the stairs and stopped in front of him and Kenta. Kenta didn’t even look up. It irritated me. He’d gone and been his usual bull headed self and it had gotten all of us hurt. “Kenta.” He finally raised his head, our eyes meeting. The pain in them was raw and it would have been easy to let it sway my decision except that Hasu was right there, bruises and all. No it was too late. “You are fired.”

*** I left the hospital the next morning with a bag of meds and instructions to not lift anything over ten pounds. Ryuu hadn’t come to see me and not a single person had called or texted me. Looking up at the clear blue sky, the cool November breeze seemed to chill me to the bone. People were coming and going, but I might as well have been part of the scenery for all the attention anyone paid. Fuck, what the hell was wrong with me. I needed to just go home. I had a sudden mental image of Reiko and her telling me never to come back. I must have stumbled or something cause someone grabbed my arm and asked if I was alright. I nodded, trying to say thanks, but nothing came out. I really needed to fucking snap out of it. Ryuu’s apartment wasn’t my home, even if had started to feel like it. I took the bus to my old neighborhood. I got off at the usual stop and stood there for a long moment. Turning away from the stree, I looked up the hill. The neighborhood was even more run down than I remembered, that or I’d gotten too used to luxury penthouses. Though even the neighborhood my apartment was in looked better than this. Businesses were boarded up and abandoned. Trudging up the hill, I kicked trash out of my way. Stopping a narrow alley between two buildings I stared down it. This was it. The path I’d used to take home from middle school. It was dirty and dark just like I remembered, just with more graffiti and a stronger shit smell. I felt like I was walking down a tunnel that was slowly dragging me into the past. Stopping at the narrow crumbling steps that led down to the entry to the abandoned building I tried to decide if this was a good idea. My past was ripping my life apart at the moment . . . did really want to visit the place I’d lost everything once before? Fuck it. I hadn’t been back since that day five years ago. Might as well see if anything was still there. Though doubted it. The door was gone, that didn’t surprise me. What did surprise me was that nothing had been touched. The furniture, what little we’d had, was still sitting around the tiny apartment. I stood in the doorway for a while trying to convince myself that I shouldn’t go inside. I did anyway. It was a mistake. They had never cleaned it. Once I got inside the dark stain on the floor was clearly visible and my stomach twisted up into a hard knot. If I closed my eyes I could see her laying there. Face down on the floor, her clothes torn and bloody. She looked even smaller and more fragile dead. “Ayame . . .” The sound of my voice startled me. Turning around I walked back out. I had to fix things with Ryuu. I had to do something. No fucking way I was gonna to let those fuckers get away with hurting Hasu and going after Ryuu. This time I wasn’t going to fail. I’d die first. My phone rang, making me jump. I glared at the name on the screen. What did that bitch want? To cuss me out more for fucking up and getting my ass beat? “What is it Kurosaki?” There was a soft sigh from the other end, “Kenta . . . I-I’m sorry. I shouldn't have assumed you were cheating on Ryuu but you got to look at it how it looked like, especially to us. You lied about where you were and who you were with and to top it off you made Ryuu cry. That's- That's not why I called though." Taking a breath, she let it out, her voice quivering slightly as she spoke, "Rame got away. He-he's basically on the loose now. The boys are going to Akira's where Jiro is and Hayate and Isao are going there to keep an eye on them till he’s caught. Kenta- I- . . . You need to explain yourself to Ryuu. He loves you, he really does and me being protective won't stop him so make up with him, fix this. . . please." I didn't say anything, thinking about what she'd said. Rame was one unforgiving bastard. He’d never stop harassing me as long as both of us were still alive. I sighed, rubbing a hand across my forehead. If I'd just told Reiko what was going on I would have had the whole picture right off. I’d just been so scared that Ryuu would panic knowing that someone was stalking the band. I should have just risked Ryuu's hysterics and told them. It wasn't worth all this pain. Hearing Reiko say my name I looked down, clearing my throat so I could speak. "I'll see what I can do." Shutting the phone I glanced back at the apartment building. If Rame was out there, I would find him. No one hurt the people I loved and lived to regret it.

Ryuu Sora and I sat on the couch in the living room watching the news. Akira and Reiko had left to go look for Hasu while we had decided to stay at my apartment in case he showed up. Sora kept picking up his phone and looking at it. I didn’t say anything. What could I say? Hasu was important and special to all of us but especially to Sora. Sora sat up on the couch as he heard the front door open. Familiar blond streaked black hair appeared around the door. "Oh my god! Hasu! We've been so worried!" Sora was already on his feet and heading for the door when he stopped. I took one look at Hasu's face and knew things were horribly wrong. I'd never once seen Hasu look that terrified. "S-Sora . . ." Sora could have been a statue as the door opened wider. I clapped a hand over my mouth to stifle the sudden urge to scream. "Hello Miyaki, it's been a while." Naoki. Naoki was standing in the hall behind Hasu. Sora stumbled back as Naoki lashed out with what looked like a metal rod. It caught him on the side of the head sending him to the floor. I jumped up. My shout mingling with Hasu’s "Sora-" Hasu's yell ended in a yelp and anger surged through me as the younger boy was knocked to the floor. No one, especially not some fucking psycho like Naoki, touched Hasu. I started forward but Sora was already on his feet again. Blood was trickling down the side of his face, but his eyes were dark and murderous. "Stay where you are Sora, or your drummer will be lucky to be able to hold chopsticks." Naoki's foot pressed down on the back of Hasu's neck, holding him down. "Now, I'm going to let you up. Remember what I told you. You do what I say or I'll make good on that promise." I watched Hasu slowly get up as Naoki moved back. He moved like he was hurting, his normally cat-footed grace gone. He didn't look up as Naoki shoved him in the direction of the living room. What had Naoki done to him to make him too terrified to even fight back? There was no time to think about it. There was a crackle of electricity and a thud. I gasped seeing Sora on the ground Naoki with the baton raised over his head. “Sora!” I don’t know what possessed me, but the next thing I knew I had a hold of Naoki’s arm and was trying to keep him from hitting Sora again. “Let me go you dumb fuck.” He shook me off and I suddenly found myself grabbed and forced to the ground. “So this is the famous Ito Ryuunosuke.” A low ominous voice drawled above me. “Don’t hurt him! Please don’t hurt him!” Hasu was sobbing. “R-Ryuu I’m so-sorry . . . Kenta-“ “Shut up boy!” The man above me snapped. Hasu didn’t say anything else but I could still hear him crying softly. “You got the other one Naoki?” “Yeah he’s out.” My arms were yanked behind my back and I was hauled up. I felt like the floor had dropped out away from me and I was on a continuous free fall into hell. I had a glimpse of Sora sprawled on the floor and gasped in shock. There was so much blood. Why was there so much blood? “Sora! You fucker! What did you do to-“ I yelped as he backhanded me. This felt so familiar and tremors of fear ran through me. My brain was doing crazy tumbles and leaps trying to comprehend everything that was going on. It was all happening so fast, I felt dizzy and pathetically useless. “You forget already how to talk to me, Ryuu?” Naoki snarled. “You should be happy I didn’t hurt him worse.” He shoved me down into a chair one of them had pulled out from the dining room table. “Rame, you got that rope?” Rame? This giant of a man was Rame? He was easily Sora’s height, but didn’t have Sora’s lean graceful figure. He was too bulky. This was the man even Kenta feared. Oh god . . . Kenta. I glanced over at Hasu trying not to yelp as I was roughly tied to the chair. Hasu had started to say something about Kenta. Hasu was huddled in the arm chair that Sora usually sat in, his arms wrapped around his knees, his face almost invisible behind his hair. He looked so tiny. “Tie up the other ones too. We might get some money for them too.” Money? That’s what this was about? Of course it was. Naoki was one of the greediest people I’d ever met, he loved to possess things. The next couple of hours seemed to literally crawl. Naoki and Rame went through every room and I could hear them going through my things. Sora came to about the time they came back and started going through the kitchen looking for something to eat. I glanced down hearing the soft groan. Slightly glazed green eyes peered up at me through blood matted hair. I shook my head hoping he’d get the hint to stay down. I saw his eyes widen in understanding and he settled back down with a small hiss of pain. Hasu had long since passed out in the living room where they’d left him. The poor kid looked terrible and I had to keep myself from thinking about the things they might have done to him. I knew what Naoki was like. How cruel he could be and how much he liked to inflict pain. Just thinking of Hasu being at his mercy was enough to start silent tears running down my cheeks again. The only thing I was thankful for was that Akira and Reiko weren’t there. I jolted, Naoki’s voice catching me off guard. “What the fuck is taking so long? Why haven’t they called back?” “Be patient, they’ve gotta get the money together don’t they?” There was a grunt. “I don’t like being here.” “Don’t worry. No one is going to come up. That kid took care of that.” “Yeah and you said no one knew about the bar either but then he showed up and almost ruined everything.” “Are you questioning me?” Whatever Naoki had been going to answer was interrupted by the phone ringing. Rame’s grin said everything. “Took you long enough. You have it? . . . Good.” I listened to him give them instructions on what to do with the money. My poor mother was probably having a complete melt down. Didn’t they understand that my parents paid money to prevent this very kind of thing? Jiro and his gang were probably already in the area and getting ready to solve this. Naoki and Rame were dead. Quite literally. Jiro would show no mercy. I knew him well enough for that. I looked over at Naoki where he lounged in the kitchen eating my food. “You guys are dead. You realize that. My parents won’t pay you.” He snorted at me. “They already are. Rame’s talking to them now.” “He might be, but my bodyguard is Yakuza and they have sworn to protect me and my family.” He laughed. “Who do you think gave us the access codes to get in here? Rame knows Kenta, they go way back. He was in on this whole little caper the whole time. You really are stupid, you can’t even tell when someone is cheating on you.” Not even being beat by Naoki hurt as bad as that statement. Kenta had been cheating on me? Why? With who? I couldn’t believe him. Yet . . . it made sense. The way Kenta had been pulling away, spending less and less time with me. I let my head drop not even realizing I was crying until tear drops appeared on my lap. “Why would anyone want to stay with a dumb fuck like you, all the needy whining and clinginess. It’s enough to drive any sane person away.” A sob startled me, but then I couldn’t hold them back. It was exactly what Kenta had said to me that morning. I was too needy. “Fuck, this is exactly what I was talking about.” “Shut him up Naoki.” Rame snarled. Grabbing my hair Naoki jerked my head back. The look in his eyes sent a lance of fear through me. “I’ll take care of him, don’t worry.” Keeping a tight grip on my hair he reached around me and I felt the ropes loosen. Then he was pulling me to my feet. “Wait . . . what are you doing?” Hasu was on his feet, staring at me. Naoki didn’t reply and started to drag me toward the hallway. We both stumbled as something slammed into me. “Leave Ryuu alone!” Hasu was clinging to me, bodily trying to keep Naoki from taking me with him. “Get off you little shit! Rame, come get him.” Hasu started yelling and I felt the thud vibrate through us both as he was hit. “Let go Hasu, let go.” Something shattered and I heard Naoki grunt, the grip in my hair leaving. Hasu and I both collapsed to the floor. I grabbed him realizing he was unconscious. I looked up, shocked and relieved to see Sora up, a broken wine bottle in his hand. Naoki was slumped against the wall, blood, wine and glass shards all over him. Rame didn’t look a whole lot better as he got to his feet. “You are dead you-“ The door to the apartment slammed open, yakuza pouring in. I caught a glimpse of Jiro followed by Daisuike and several others, then things seemed to go gray, noises fading.

From non Asian BL Dramas I like "The Wedding Banquet" [Hsi yen] it's comedy directed by Ang Lee (the director of Brokeback Mountain) :msn_red_fox 6

Kenta I parked my bike in an alley not too far from the bar where I’d been told Rame and this other guy Naoki were seen pretty often. My heart was beating too fast and I really wished it would fucking calm down. I could handle this. I wasn’t a scrawny, terrified fifteen year old anymore. Out of habit, I checked my knives. One in my belt sheath, one in my wrist sheath and one in my boot. Should be fine. Trying not to think too fucking much I headed inside the bar. It was dead. Not a single person sat at the bar or any of the tables and the stale, musty air felt like it was choking me. Had I been lied to? “We aren’t open yet, happy hour doesn’t start for another thirty minutes.” A gruff voice from the direction of the bar informed me. “I’m waiting for some people. Supposed to be here.” “Oh . . . you with the guys in the back? Go on in then. He said he was waiting for his buddy.” I almost said it wasn’t me but suddenly thought better of it. “What room?” “Last one on the left down the hall past the bathrooms.” “Right.” The hall was cluttered with empty liquor crates and other shit. A couple of stacks threatened to fall on me as I walked past them. I jerked to a stop hearing a muffled yelp. What was going on? My knife was already in my hand as I edged forward. As I got closer to the end of the hall I could hear voices. “Tell me the address.” “No!” There was a smack and a yelp. “Tell me or the next hit I’ll aim lower. You are really just making this harder on yourself you know.” My heart suddenly seemed to be trying to leap out of my throat. Someone was being interrogated. “Not going to talk? Fine. Maybe we’ll try something new.” “Stop! Stop! What are you-“ The sentence was broken by a scream of pain. I clutched my knife and rushed the door. I knew that voice! The scene made me want to puke and I’ve killed people. But to see a friend like this . . . he was hanging from the ceiling by chains that had already bloodied up his arms. Blood was running down his chest and stomach from dozens of cuts and there were already bruises forming in places. “Hasu . . .” “K-Kenta!” Hasu gasped through bleeding lips. “Kenta . . . help.” Things faded until all that mattered was the man holding the cattle prod. I didn’t recognize him, but that didn’t matter. I’d figure it out after he was dead. My blade hit metal as he blocked me. I followed up with my other fist and landed a solid punch to his jaw. He staggered back trying to keep his feet. I didn’t give him a chance to recover. Batting the prod away, I landed several more punches, the last one finally knocking him off his feet. I kicked him in the ribs grinning at the loud groan of pain. I grabbed out my larger knife and was going to finish him off when Hasu called for me. “Kenta, please . . . the other one will be back soon. Please get me down.” It took me a few minutes to figure out how to undo the chains. I kept one eye on the fucker on the floor. He was holding his ribs and breathing hard. “Stay down unless you wanna die right now fucker.” I growled at him. I nearly dropped Hasu as his weight sagged against me. He was slick with blood and sweat and difficult to hold on to. “I gotcha, Hasu. Lets go.” “You aren’t going anywhere, Arakaki.” I froze. Hasu whimpered softly and I let him go so I could turn to face the new voice. If anything he looked even more intimidating than the last time I’d seen him. “Rame.” “You’ve filled out nice, Arakaki.” He sneered at me, flicking ash off the end of his cigar. “Shut the fuck up you damn fucking son of a fucking bitch.” “Ah, that pretty mouth is still the same too I see.” I shoved Hasu behind me, my knife ready as he took a step toward us. He glanced down at the other guy and shook his head. “You let this little bitch get the drop on you Naoki?” “He just charged in here, what was I supposed to do?” So that was Naoki, shoulda stabbed him when I had the chance. Fuck. I could feel Hasu shaking as he clung to me. I had to get him out of here and fast. “Get out of my fucking way or this time I really will kill you Rame.” Rame cocked his head, grinning at me. “Really? We never did get to finish what we started did we? You really think you can take me now, Kenta? Maybe I’ll take you instead? Just like I was going to last time.” My mouth was suddenly dry, my throat tight as I tried to breath normally. “Yeah, that didn’t work out so well then did it?” The smile faded replaced with a grim hostile look. “You aren’t leaving this room. Either of you. I’d been hoping to find you after I helped Naoki with his little problem, but it seems you were more involved than I thought. Get this Naoki, Kenta here is fucking that piece of shit singer.” I almost threw my knife at him, but I’m not as good a mark as Daisuke and I didn’t want to lose a weapon. “I’m gonna gut you and let you watch me pull out all your insides Rame.” He laughed. The next thing I knew he was coming at me. He was a lot faster than I remembered, but he also wasn’t a fat sixteen year old either. The fat was gone, only muscle remained. He punched clean through my block. Hasu yelped as I fell into him. I was seeing stars and shook my head to clear them. Maybe trying to fight him was a bad idea, but there wasn’t any other way to get Hasu out of here. There was an odd crackling sound and a sudden searing pain flared in my side. I blinked. Fucking hell! Why was I on the ground? “Kenta!” Hasu was trying to help me up only to get kicked away as Rame came to stand over me. I was still trying to figure out what had happened. My side felt like it was on fire and moving was fucking difficult. I flinched as that crackling noise started again. Rame chuckled. I nearly bit through my tongue as agony surged through me. It was like someone had set me on fire. When it finally stopped, I gagged. I couldn’t even fight back as I was lifted and shoved against a wall. I had to blink several times before Rame’s sneering face became clear. “I like that look on you.” I grabbed for his arms as his hands wrapped around my throat. His grin seemed to get larger as he leaned down, his voice soft. My heart was pounding so fucking fast it was going to make me sick. “I’m going to enjoy this.” “Stop.” I barely managed to get it out. “What do you want?” He laughed, the pressure on my throat letting up slightly. “What do I want? I want what I’ve always wanted. But that’s not something you need to know about.” “Come on Rame! We don’t have time to play around. We need the key codes.” “Well . . . we’ve got two people right here who know them, don’t we.” Rame’s shit brown eyes turned back to me. “You wanna be a good little bitch and tell us the code to get into the apartment.” “Go get fucked, Obuchi.” “Didn’t really expect anything from you honestly, now your pretty little friend over there-“ There was a crash and I shoved against Rame as Hasu yelped. “Let me go! I’m not telling you!” There was that dammed crackling sound and Hasu started screaming. “Stop! Stop it!” I kicked at Rame. “Leave him alone, he’s just a kid!” “Hold up Naoki.” Rame’s smirk sent a rush of fury through me. I was going to kill him and take a nice long time doing it too. “Are you going to tell me what I want to know?” I took several shallow breaths trying to force down the horrible helpless feeling that was clawing its way through me. “What . . . what do you want with Ryuu?” Rame chuckled and slammed my head back into the wall. “What do you think you fucking idiot? His parents are insanely wealthy. He’s an only child and I’m sure they would pay anything to keep him safe. Or to get him back.” I couldn’t breathe. Rame was laughing, Naoki joining in with him. That’s what they wanted. To kidnap Ryuu? No. I couldn’t let this happen. I might be a failure at a lot of things, but I wasn’t going to let them hurt Ryuu. I had to do something and now. Rame had loosened his grip slightly and while he was talking to Naoki, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my knife. The click of it opening caught his attention. He wasn’t fast enough to avoid getting cut. I grinned seeing the gash in his arm. “You goddamn mother fucker!” He yelled, but avoided getting to close. He knew what I’d done to him last time. I wasn’t going to stop this time. They’d hurt Hasu and were planning on hurting Ryuu. No fucking way I was letting that happen. “Oh come on, Obuchi, you didn’t think I would come unprepared did you?” “Unprepared? Kind of a big word for you isn’t it?” I glared. “Shut the fuck up. Let Hasu go. Now.” Naoki let go of Hasu who scrambled to his feet. “Hasu get out of here!” “I’m not leaving.” “Fucking hell, get out of here!” Hasu looked startled, I’d never yelled at him like that but he had to understand, these guys would kill him. I yelped as my arm was grabbed and twisted. I knew better than to let myself get distracted around Rame. Too late now. The knife thudded to the floor and I followed it about two seconds later. Rame wasn’t taking chances this time. Blocking him was useless. The last thing I remember seeing was Hasu being dragged out of the room screaming for me. “Kenta! Kenta!”

Kenta I glared at the man across the counter. “What the fuck you mean I gotta pay?” “You want to see one of my escorts you have to pay. No one sees them for free.” “You gotta be fucking kidding me.” I felt like punching the overdressed piece of shit. He was smiling at me. “Well you know . . . I could put you to work if you are needing job. You’ve got a great-“ “You wanna die fucker?” “Ahem . . .” He backed up a step eyeing the blade that was now in my hand. “You don’t have to resort to that kind of thing. I was only offering you a job.” “I’m gonna make this real simple. I just want to talk to them. Okay? Talk.” “Okay . . . just put the knife away.” Flipping the blade shut I stepped back. Why didn’t people ever do what I asked them to the first time? It would make things so much easier. “Follow me and please don’t scare them, they’ve had enough issues lately.” I frowned. That didn’t sound good. “What’s been going on?” “The last couple of weeks we’ve had some ‘incidents’ with our escorts getting mishandled by clients.” “Don’t you have bouncers for that kinda shit?” He glanced back at me as we walked down the narrow hall toward the back of the building. “Of course we do, but the boys never once said anything. It wasn’t until another client complained of bruises on the boys that I found out.” “Someone was hurting them and they were too scared to say anything?” I tried to ignore the sounds coming from some of the curtained rooms we were passing. “Yes, that’s why I was reluctant to let you see them.” “I fucking get it. I’m here to find out who that fucker is, not hurt them.” He stopped at a door and turned to look at me, his eyes narrowing. “Are you really with the Kobayashi?” I pulled back my sleeve to show him the tattoo. He nodded, pressing his lips together for a moment before opening the door. The room wasn’t very bright, the kinda lighting Ryuu called ambient or something. There were a couple of couches facing each other. The boys who’d been sitting on them scrambled to their feet as we entered. “This is Arakaki Kenta, he just needs to ask you a few questions.” One of the younger looking guys stepped forward and held my gaze. “I’m Erizawa Hidemichi, I will speak for all of us here. May we speak privately?” I glanced back at their boss who nodded. He led the two of us to an abandoned looking office. I sat on the corner of the desk while Erizawa dusted off a chair. He waited until the door clicked shut then turned to look at me. “I’m glad you are here. The other day when Fuji-san tried to turn him away I thought things were going to get violent.” “Who? What’s the fucker’s name?” “I only know his first name, Naoki. Last time he brought a friend with him. ” I raised my eyebrows, waiting for him to continue. He coughed and squirmed in his seat before getting up and pacing in front of me. "They ordered the usual, drinks and a show. I had one of the other boys help me. Though they didn't really seem all that interested in the strip tease, mostly talking with each other and drinking." I held up a hand stopping him. "What did they talk about, it could be important." “They were talking about this band that Naoki used to be part of or used to date a member from. Naoki was really upset talking about it, saying how the singer had ruined his life and he wanted revenge. They were pretty drunk by that time. I’d been keeping their drinks topped off to avoid them getting violent. Naoki’s friend calmed him down, saying he’s got a plan, that he knew how to make them all suffer for ruining his life.” He stopped and looked at me before sinking back down into his seat. “I know what we do isn’t the most glamorous thing, but I do enjoy making people happy. But these guys . . . there was something totally different about them.” “What did Naoki’s buddy look like?” I need more information if I was going to figure this out. “This new guy . . . he’s not fully Japanese, he looked part African maybe. He was tall, very muscular, and I would have found him attractive if not for his aura of menace. Naoki scares me, but this guy terrified me. I’ve never been so nervous around clients before and we have yakuza in here all the time.” He paused for a moment thinking. “I never heard his name but he had this scar running across his stomach from one side to the other.” Erizawa demonstrated running his hand across his midsection just above his navel. A chill ran through me and I suddenly felt sick. There was only one person who fit that description. “Rame . . . his name is Obuchi Rame.”

Ryuu I came awake fully as Kenta sat up. Yawning I stretched and rolling over tried to focus on the clock. “It’s not that late. We’ve got plenty of time before practice.” “Sora and Hasu are already here.” He grumbled as he got up. “So, its not like they don’t know that we sleep together.” “That’s not the fucking point Ryuu. Anyway, I’ve got to go do some shit today. Don’t wait up for me.” Perplexed, I lay in the bed watching as he got dressed. Something seemed off, but I wasn’t sure if it was just me being overly sensitive. He came back to the bed, dark eyes nearly hidden behind his hair. Leaning down he gave me a quick kiss. “I’ll call you later. Don’t lay around all day.” *** "This seriously isn't working guys!" Akira sighed running a hand through his hair. “We aren’t getting anywhere with this song. I think we need to take a break or just stop for today.” "That's an idea." Sora yawned as he put his guitar away. "So are we stopping for today?" Hasu raised his eyebrows looking at each of them. I shrugged and waved a hand at them from where I was looking over the score sheet. "Might as well." "Cool! I'm getting a snack." Sora sighed once Hasu left and Akira went over patting his arm. "Everything ok?" "Yeah, it's just . . . his birthday is next month and I still haven’t figured out what to get him." "You’ll think of something, Sora. Reiko and I are going shopping for a gift next week, why don’t you come with us." Sora shook his head as he started for the door. "No, thanks though, I’ll think of something. If anything I’ll just take him to dinner. " I didn’t look up from the music as the door shut so I was a little surprised to hear Akira’s question. I’d thought everyone had left. "Was Kenta coming over tonight?" That wasn’t something I wanted to talk about right now. Kenta had been coming over less and less the last few weeks. He still texted or called me every day but it was starting to feel like he was just checking in on me, not actually concerned. "No, he's helping at the bar tonight and Suke needs him tomorrow so he’s staying at his place tonight." "He's been gone every night this week though." The papers crumpled in my hand and I forced down the sudden hurt welling up. "He . . . comes home when he can. We've actually been talking about him moving in." It was a flat out lie. The most we’d talked about was work and the band. Akira raised an eyebrow at me, clearly not believing me. "Ryuu. . . What's wrong?" "Hmm . . . oh nothing, just this song is bugging me. I've never had so much trouble with a song before." I looked back down, gathering up the loose sheets and smoothing out the crumpled ones. Akira walked over to stand next to me the concern in his eyes all too evident. "Are you sure that's all it is? You've been kinda quiet all day." I turned to him the papers clutched to my chest. "Yeah. I guess I'm just missing him. He's been gone a lot lately. He's been getting called to help the clan too with some minor stuff." "Jiro said he-never mind." Akira stepped away and started for the door, I almost reached out to stop him wanting to know what he’d been going to say. He looked back at me. “Don’t worry, alright Ryuu. I’m sure that whatever he’s busy with he’s missing you too.” After everyone went home I headed back to the studio to work on the song. It was really starting to bother me that I hadn’t got a decent track laid for the week. It was going to throw off our release schedule. Putting my headphones on I listened to the tracks we’d recorded earlier. That’s when it hit me. The music sounded great. It was me. My singing was off. When I took the vocal track out it sounded amazing. Sighing I set my headphones on the desk and leaned back. Maybe Kenta being gone so much was affecting me more than I wanted to admit. Maybe I should ask him to move in. I sat up realizing something. I didn’t know where Kenta lived. How had I known him this long without ever once going to his place? Maybe it was time to correct that. He was always over here and I didn’t want him to think that I didn’t care about his life beyond what I saw every day. Grabbing my phone I called Jiro. It wasn’t even midnight yet so he was probably still awake. He was. “What’s wrong Ryuu?” “Umm, actually I had a question for you . . . do you have Kenta’s address?” There was a long pause. “No, I don’t.” “What? Really?” “Yeah . . . he’s never let anyone go to his place. I think the only person who actually knows is Hayate.” “Oh . . .” “Ryuunosuke, is something wrong? Do you need to get ahold of Kenta? He’s helping Suke interrogate someone right now but I can get him-“ “No, its fine. Do you have Hayate’s number?” “Yes, just a sec.” I took it down and said goodbye. Sitting back down I stared at the number. Why would Kenta keep where he lived a secret from everyone? I knew he made good money. Not that you could ever tell by looking at him. Maybe he was embarrassed about it. He just never seemed to care about material possessions, at least outside of his motorcycle. Well I would just have to surprise him.

Kenta I opened my eyes, blinking slowly. Something didn’t look right. It was too dark, light streaming in from one small window set up high in the wall. “Get up Arakaki.” I immediately sat up. Rame? Why was Rame here? Fuck. I ran a hand over my eyes and looked around. Rame was sitting up on his futon glaring at me. This was . . . why was I here? “Rame? What-“ “Shut the fuck up bitch.” I nodded and shifting around sat on my knees facing him. Something must have happened for him to be in this bad of a mood. “Go get me my smokes.” “Hai.” Getting to my feet I went to the shelf where we were allowed to keep a few small personal items. I had none. The shelf was mostly Rame’s books and porn magazines. The cigarettes were hidden behind one of the books. I moved the book and had just reached for the half empty pack when I felt a large hand on my neck and I was suddenly shoved against the shelf. Oh fuck! Rame’s breath was hot on my cheek as he leaned down. “I heard you were doing favors for Takemago.” He pressed me harder against the shelf, the edge cutting into my stomach as he leaned against me. “You are mine. I catch you doing any favors for anyone else and I’ll let Arita and his gang have that tight little ass of yours.” “I wasn’t! I-I didn’t! I fucking swear Rame!” The weight lifted and I could breathe a little easier, until the fingers tightened around my throat. Next thing I knew I was on my back on the floor. Rame glared down at me, the dark eyes narrowed dangerously. “You think you can get away with lying to me.” I shook my head scrambling back as he walked toward me. “Come here.” I swallowed hard and fought down the sick feeling as I edged toward him. You didn’t fuck around when Rame gave an order. He ruled the whole cell block. No one wanted to mess with him. It was common knowledge that he’d murdered several people, compared to him what I’d done looked like a misdemeanor. Getting put in the same cell as him was both blessing and a curse. A blessing because for some reason he seemed to tolerate me which meant most everyone else left me alone and a curse because it meant I had to humor his every whim unless I wanted to end up like the kid before me. “On your knees.” I closed my eyes for a moment before complying. It wasn’t often he made me do this and apparently I was the only one he made do it. I’d heard some of the other guys talking and it seemed Rame considered me his personal property. Was the only reason I hadn’t been used like a lot of the other new guys. Sure enough, the giant dick appeared out of his pants and he gave me an expectant look. I stifled the sigh and let my mind go blank until it was over. At least he only seemed interested in blow jobs and nothing else. Except this time he shoved me off before he’d finished. I looked up at him confused and a little scared. Had I done something wrong? I wasn’t sure how to read the look on his face. It seemed to be a mixture of disgust and arousal. I yelped as he grabbed me by the hair. He leaned down until our faces were only inches apart. “Toshiaki is right. You are too fucking pretty for a guy.” I blinked a few times, confused. Toshiaki was Rame’s second in command and between the two of them they basically ran the cell block. I didn’t quite understand where this was going, but got the hint very quickly as I was forced down on the futon. “R-Rame what are you doing?” I tried to push myself back up, turning to look at him over my shoulder. There was a cold prickling sensation running through me. “Just shut up.” He shoved me back down and I felt a hand on the waistband of my pants. Holy shit, no fucking way! He’d never gone this far before. No fucking way I was letting this happen. I didn’t give a fuck how big he was. Twisting out of his grip I whipped around aiming a kick at his chin. It knocked him back. “You ain’t fucking touching me.” I was on my feet now, shifting to get into a stance that would allow me to move quickly if I needed to. He got back to his feet growling at me. “I’m going to fucking rip you apart Arakaki. No one refuses me.” “I just fucking did asshole. If you fucking expect me to just spread my legs like some bitch you better fucking think again. Ain’t no one doin that to me. I’ll fucking rip your dick off.” He chuckled as he got up, wiping the blood from his chin. “You ain’t got a chance in hell against me Arakaki. You coulda made this easy on yourself. You give the best blowjobs of anyone here, so why wouldn’t I want to get a bit more.” I edged back as he moved toward me. “Don’t fuck with me, Rame.” “I’m going to do a lot more than fuck with you Kenta.” I dodged out of the way as he lunged for me. There wasn’t much room to maneuver in the small space and I knew if he got a hold of me again it would be over. I needed to end this as quickly and permanently as possible. I didn’t get a chance. My back was to the door and I turned as it opened, startled. A massive hand closed around my neck even as I realized it was Toshiaki in the doorway. Desperate I pried at Rame’s fingers, but they just squeezed tighter. “Starting without me Rame?” “He decided he’s too good for me.” I could barely see for the spots floating in my vision. I lashed out with everything I had feeling another set of hands on me. I was going to fucking kill them. “Just hold still Arakaki. You fight too hard and it’s going to be a lot worse for you.” Somewhere in my head I was trying to figure a way out of this. If I was honest with myself things didn’t look good. I shuddered at the sudden cold feeling as my pants were stripped off. Hot fingers grasped my hips and Rame let go of my neck long enough to shove me to my hands and knees. Looking down I realized I was on my futon. My shank was almost within reach. Rame didn’t know I had one. No one knew I had one. If only I could reach it without them realizing what I was doing. I gasped, the air rasping in my sore throat, as I felt wet fingers slide along my crack, probing before pushing against me. “Get the fuck off me.” I tried to move my hips, anything to get those fingers away. I was shaking, a sick weak feeling suddenly hitting me. I managed to inch forward, my blade was still just out of reach. “Stop fighting.” Rame grabbed me by the hair and shoved my face down into the blankets. Someone’s arm was around my waist keeping my ass in the air. I yelled into the blankets as a finger was roughly shoved into me, the burning pain searing through me. I thrashed not caring what I had to do, but I was not going to let this continue. “Fuck, that’s tight. Barely got my finger in.” I gasped as the finger curled raking my insides. Fuck. Oh fuck that hurt like a fucking bitch. The finger was suddenly yanked out and Rame let go of my hair. I couldn’t move, I was in too much shock. “Let me see.” Oh fuck no. I clutched at the blankets trying to move away as one of his huge fingers found me. He pressed the tip against me, my muscles clenched on their own refusing to allow him in. “Fuck I can’t even get the tip of my finger in.” “Gonna have to prep him good or he’ll bleed everywhere.” The arm around my waist tightening and I heard Rame snort. “Let him bleed. Serve the fucker right. Hold him still.” I felt Rame get up, the arm around my waist suddenly gone. Now was my chance, except Toshiaki had grabbed my balls and had them in a tight grip. “Yeah you ain’t going nowhere.” He yanked making me yelp. My blade was just beyond my fingertips. I had to get to it before Rame got back. Too late. “You got him?” “Yeah.” I was pulled up and shoved onto my back. They both smirked down at me, but it was my turn to smirk at them. I had my knife . . . I blinked slowly, a dull insistent ache had settled behind my eyes. What had happened? Light was streaming down around me and I could hear laughter in the other room. I went to turn over and realized I couldn’t. Ryuu was laying curled up against my back. I let out a slow breath, some of the tension leaving me. If I closed my eyes I could still see Rame. An unwelcome shudder ran through me and I sat up. The clock had to be fucking lying. I needed to get going. There was too much to do and way too little fucking time to do it in. “Shit it’s late.”

Kenta He just laid there for a while not moving, not saying anything. I was getting fucking irritated and was about ready to smack him when he finally sighed and turned to face me. “Why do you stay?” I frowned and brushing the hair out of his face leaned forward until our noses were touching. “Could ask you the same. What’s wrong Ryuu?” His eyes dropped down, the dark lashes hiding the gray. When he didn’t say anything I finally pulled his head up. “Ryuu . . . if I did somethin’ wrong I want you to tell me.” He pulled back and shook his head. “No . . . it’s not you. I . . . sometimes the-my thoughts get the better of me.” I scowled. I knew I’d sensed something was wrong with him from the first time we’d met. “He beat you didn’t he? That fucker you used to date.” Ryuu flinched and tried to move away. I grabbed him holding him tighter so he couldn’t get up. “No, he did more than just beat you. He abused you. He -” “Stop it! Just stop. You don’t know . . . “ His voice dropped down to a whisper. “You don’t know.” “How can I when you won’t fucking tell me.” Letting him go I got up and started to get dressed. I had better things to do that sit around watching him mope about something he couldn’t change. “Where are you going?” “To work. Since you don’t seem to want me here.” “Wait! Kenta wait. Please. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean . . . I don’t want you to leave. Please stay.” I paused and looked at him. There was a sadness in his eyes that tore at me. I couldn’t leave him, not when he was hurting like this. I didn’t really want to go to work. I still had the rest of the week off and had been planning on spending most of it with Ryuu. “Okay. Stayin’ but you gotta tell me what’s wrong.” He nodded slowly. “Fine, but I’m going to need a drink to get through this.” Once he had his glass of wine and was settled down I sat next to him on the bed. “This is kind of a long story, but I think you need to know what happened with Sora and I.” Him and Sora? I thought this was about his ex. “You said you and Sora never-“ “Kenta . . . if I’m going to tell you, you need to just shut up and listen alright.” I glared for a moment but couldn’t put any real heat behind it. He looked too fucking miserable. “A’right.” “Sora and I met in high school and became friends instantly. He was shorter than me then, if you can believe that. By our second year he’d grown quite a bit and had a reputation for being a flirt. Not as much as me, but yeah.” Ryuu shrugged his lips twitching in a slight smile. “Well, once we decided we wanted to form a band we started going to clubs to try and find anyone who would be willing to help us. I wish now I would have just asked my Mother for help, but I wanted to show them that I could do something for myself. “After a couple of months we were starting to get known at a few of the clubs we would go to. Most people were really nice. Some of them got a bit nasty cause Sora and I obviously are not fully Japanese, but we usually just laughed it off and went on. One night we went to one of our regular clubs. There was a group of guys from the University there but we didn’t think anything of it. I remember now that they were from the soccer team. Anyway, Sora and I were at the bar talking with the manager when one of them comes up to me. He seemed to think I was a girl. I played along for a little bit, even though Sora told me not to. I should have listened to him. I would do anything to go back and change what happened. “Anyway . . . I went to go use the bathroom while Sora made some phone calls. That was when the guy cornered me as I came out. He was taller and heavier than me and well . . . you know how well I do when it comes to fighting. He was pissed off that I’d lead him on. I apologized and told him I would make it up to him. I offered to pay for the whole tab for the rest of the evening, anything they wanted. At first I thought he was going to accept, but then a couple of his friends came back and made fun of him. That was when he hit me. I told him I was sorry and begged him to stop, but it only seemed to make him angrier. It didn’t take long for his friends to join in. They dragged me into a back room and started to strip me. That was when I remember hearing Sora yelling.” He paused and took a long drink of the wine. Shuddering he set the glass back down. Reaching over I lightly touched his arm. “It’s alright Ryuu you don’t have to tell me anymore.” “No, I need to tell someone. Sora and I have kept it from everyone for so long. Only our parents know. I think you need to know.” He looked at me, the soft gray eyes blurred by tears. “There were five of them by that time. Three of them took on Sora while the other two continued beating me. I was almost unconscious by this time. I could hear Sora fighting them and trying to get to me. I couldn’t move anymore and was laying on the floor. The two who’d been beating me left to go help their friends since Sora wasn’t giving up. I was almost unconscious when I heard Sora start screaming. I’ve never again heard him like that. I hope I never do. Kenta . . .” Ryuu took a shuddering breath and looked up at me. Tears were rolling down his cheeks and it was so fucking obvious how much pain he was in that I didn’t want him to go on. “Kenta . . . they raped him. The five of them beat and raped him and I couldn’t do a fucking thing to help him. They were going to rape me too, but someone outside seemed to finally realize that the screaming was not normal. Sora was in the hospital for several weeks and had to have two surgeries. They almost killed him. I couldn’t do anything to help him either. I was completely useless when he needed me the most. So fucking useless. Not my money or my status could save him. Nothing I had could help him. I was fucking worthless . . . still am.” I felt numb and sick. Never in my wildest fucking dreams had I imagined something like that had happened to either of them. Not knowing what to say, I pulled Ryuu against me. He was crying softly, the tears dripping on my shoulder. Sora was always so laid back I would never have thought . . . I paused, suddenly several things he’d said made a whole fucking lot more sense. “Fuck.” We laid there for awhile, any thought of sex gone. I couldn’t get my head around what Ryuu had told me. It was no wonder Sora was so sensitive about certain things, especially when it came to Hasu or Ryuu. How could he be so calm and relaxed all the time? It had taken me months to quit looking over my shoulder all the time after I got out of juvie and I had escaped the worst of what could have happened. Five guys. Holy shit. I had to find who was fucking with the band and now. I was not going to let any fucking thing ever fucking happen to any of them ever fucking again. I’d kill someone first.

Ryuu “Hey Ryuu . . .” I looked down at where Kenta’s head was pillowed in my lap. He’d been asleep, or so I’d thought. I ran my fingers along the smooth jaw and smiled. I’d called Hayate three days ago and officially kidnapped Kenta. He was not allowed out of my house until all the bruises were gone. So far he hadn’t said a word about it. We’d been watching an American movie in English with subtitles when he’d fallen asleep. He’d complained that trying to keep up with reading the subtitles gave him a headache and had laid over on me and been asleep within moments. He did that a lot. Kind of reminded me of Akira. I really did need to get on to him more about eating better. I knew he didn’t like vegetables but it was ridiculous how particular he was about it. “What?” He turned his head slightly to look up at me a soft smile on the full lips. “When did you realize you liked guys?” I raised my eyebrows at him. That was an unusual question for him to be asking. “Why?” He sighed and looked back toward the TV. “Just was wondering. I asked Hayate how he knew he was gay and he just laughed and said he didn’t talk about his sex life. Daisuike said he never thought he was until he met Ruka.” “When were you talking to them about this?” I smoothed the dark hair back from his forehead and he looked back up at me. “It was a while ago. Before . . . before we got together.” “Oh, so why are you asking me?” He sat up and I immediately missed the comforting weight. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees as he looked down, his dark hair partially obscuring his face. “I was just wondering how you knew.” “Oh, well . . .” I thought for a moment about how best to explain it. “I guess it wasn’t one of those things that just hit me all the sudden. Ever since I was little I’ve liked doing things differently than other guys. As I got older I realized that I found both boys and girls attractive. In middle school I had a girl friend for a while, but we gradually just drifted apart. I had a boyfriend for a while in high school but he moved. I got myself into a pretty bad situation in high school and Sora got hurt because of it. After that I didn’t date anyone until my last boyfriend. But as far as how you know, it’s like with anyone else. You fall for someone you are attracted to, whether they are a boy or a girl.” Leaning forward I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him back against me nuzzling his neck. “And if you are truly lucky, they love you back. Why?” His soft laugh was the only response. He twisted around in my arms and leaning up kissed me softly. I loved the feel of those soft full lips against mine. The way he’d start out a kiss so gentle yet insistent, there was no denying him, no resisting. Before I’d realized it I was pulling him closer my fingers slipping through the silken hair. I moaned softly feeling his fingers slide up under my shirt. My whole body was suddenly hot, my skin tingling. Then he was kissing my neck, his hands sliding up my sides. I pulled his shirt up trying to work it off. His skin was smooth and warm under my fingertips and I wanted to get my mouth on him. Just seeing him every day was not enough, it would never be enough. Ever. “Bedroom.” “Yes.” Before I could even move he’d scooped me up off the couch and was headed down the hallway. It sent a thrill though me like nothing else, my body running hot then cold as tingles erupted along my skin. How could he be so damn romantic and not even realize it? I kissed his neck, sucking at the soft skin, feeling his groan vibrate deep in his chest. My back hit the bed, his weight settling over me as he attacked my lips again. I wanted his clothes off damn it! I wanted to feel that smooth delicious skin and those taunt muscles. I wanted the throbbing length I could feel pressing into my hip. “Make me yours Kenta.” There was a soft chuckle. “Being a bit dramatic there Ryuu?” “So? You like it. Now shut up and stop teasing me.” “Isn’t that usually what I say?” His hands where already shoving my pants off making me gasp softly at the urgency of his movements. He was practically ripping them off, barely bothering with unzipping them before yanking them past my hips. It made me shudder with anticipation. He wasn’t usually this aggressive. Hot, slightly calloused fingers slid back up my thighs, the rough feel sending tingles racing through me. I blinked a few times staring at the ceiling and suddenly found myself staring into that gorgeous face. He grinned at me and I couldn’t help smiling back. Then he was kissing me. Warm soft lips enveloping mine for a moment before a tentative tongue poked past them. I met him eagerly. I wanted him so badly I was starting to shake with need, a burning warmth growing in my middle. His weight settled down over me, pressing my erection against his hip and making me moan into his mouth. He rocked his hips back a few times, the friction making me writhe a bit. A whine slipped free as his mouth left mine. The dark eyes were soft and heavy lidded the look so sultry I shuddered. Did he have any idea how he affected me, the way a simple look from him could seem to make my blood turn to fire in my veins? That sinuous mouth twitched into a soft smile that wanted to become a smirk. “Shit . . . you are gorgeous.” He lowered his head again, warm moist lips sliding along my jaw to my neck. I closed my eyes, barely breathing as he kissed the sensitive skin. I was tingling fiercely all over now. He thought I was gorgeous? He’d never said anything like that before and I wasn’t quite sure what to say. Any ability or willingness to speak was taken away as his warm fingers wrapped around my erection, gently stroking me. Naoki had never been this gentle, sex with him had always been a slightly rough, quick affair. I shook myself. I didn’t need to be thinking of him now, not when I had this amazing man quickly driving me insane with lust. I couldn’t help the gasp that faded into a moan as moist heat surrounded the tip of my erection. I shuddered, my legs quivering as he slowly, languorously took my full length into his mouth. I was worried for a moment that I was going to choke him, but the sensation was so overwhelming the thought was lost as soon as it came to me. Naoki had never once bothered to give me a blow job. After the first couple of times of being with him it was all about him and he’d made me feel like I should feel privileged at that. I should have seen the signs sooner, should have realized what he was doing, how he was manipulating me, but I’d been too young, too enamored of the new feelings. The thrill of being ‘in love’ had blinded me to the fact that it was nothing more than lust. I gasped my fingers gripping the sheets so tight it almost hurt as he continued. The alternating heat from his tongue and the cool air on moist skin was quickly driving me crazy. I blinked several times surprised to feel the all too familiar stinging in my eyes. How could he love me? Why? I was pathetic and useless. I was nothing. Nothing but a source of money and sex. So pathetic and stupid. I had a sudden visual of long pale legs, red hair and redder blood. “Get off.” “Huh?” “Get off me.” “Ry-“ “Get off me!” I was shaking as his warmth suddenly disappeared. Turning over on my side I buried my face into the blanket feeling weak and sick. What was wrong with me? Why would I think about that now of all times? I jerked as a warm hand was placed on my side. “Ryuu . . . did I do something wrong?” “No . . .” My throat was so tight it hurt to talk and I clutched the blanket harder. “It’s not you.” The silence stretched out until I couldn’t take it anymore. I slowly raised my head, glancing over at him through a curtain of tangled hair. I could just make out his features in the dim light from the widow. A sudden frustration gripped me and I looked away from him. Why did he bother sticking around me? “Go home Kenta.” “Fuck that.” “Shut up and go home.” “Ain’t gonna.” His voice was soft and I felt the bed dip, his weight suddenly settling over me again. “Stop! Just stop it Kenta.” I tried to push him away as he kissed my neck. Strong fingers grabbed my wrists and I yelped as he yanked my arms to the side pinning them. “Not stopping. Yer upset and I wanna know why.” “Just forget it. It’s . . . it’s stupid.” The slight weight shifted and then he was laying beside me, his arms wrapping around me, pulling me close “Ito . . . if it’s bad enough to make you refuse sex, then I want to fucking know why.”

Takumi-kun series is the best thing that has ever happened to me and i agree with YLover ..... I like him with dark hair much more I will never get bored of it

lol I wish Takumi will have 5th , 6th, 7th and 8th movie :hamtaro-005 (8):..........

hi there .. i watched this on youtube and the subtitle was clearer its the same subber but the resolution was better go give it a try .. Part 1 http://www.youtube.com/embed/zFSijy2Hvzw?rel=0 Part 2 http://www.youtube.com/embed/-QkvT1dxZc4?rel=0 Part 3 http://www.youtube.com/embed/mnOPDa0ZiX0?rel=0 Part 4 http://www.youtube.com/embed/2pwVrQA-I0w?rel=0 and this is the teaser for the prequel (i think, hha sorry) .. anyone knows about this? do they make a second movie? Prequel http://www.youtube.com/embed/8CTOQ1AhZ_s?rel=0 ps : thanks to whoever who correcting my links, made it into embed one, hhe