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Iron Courage; When they're caught sleeping together, Yuuki lies to say he and Izo are dating. Later, Izo takes it seriously and opens up.
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"Alright, we'll be leaving now. Remember, Maaya, when you leave for the night, lock all the doors and windows and make sure Yuuki is in his room. And don't let anyone in. We'll see you tomorrow."

"Yes, sir." Bowing, the maid Maaya smiled and straightened up as Yunosuke Shunya adjusted his coat. Beside him, his wife Noriko pursed her lips, impatient to be leaving already. Saying their goodbyes once they were prepared properly, Maaya waved to them and closed the door behind them.

"So I gotta be in my room all evening?" Almost jumping a little, Maaya turned around to see Yuuki leaning against the wall.

"I think your parents just don't want you running off all night," the maid replied, moving past the boy to continue her cleaning.

"Ehh...and no one over, either. What good is it to be a teenager if you can't do any fun stuff when your parents are out?" Sighing, he folded his hands behind his head. "Maa, I'm heading to bed then. Nothing else to do."

"Goodnight." Making a point not to comment on his woes, Maaya headed for the kitchen to finish off the dishes. It wasn't her place to say anything, after all. Though about an hour later, Maaya was figuring she could pack up early for the night, when there was a knock on the front door. Curious, but hesitant, the woman opened the door.

"Evening, Miss Maaya. Is Yuuki home?"

"He is, but I'm afraid I was told no one is to be allowed in. You'll have to see him tomorrow," she said, trying to be as nice as possible while still being curt. After all, this child here certainly was a troublemaker.

"Oh? That so... Guess it can't be helped. You're doing a good job. Keep it up," he smiled, turning to leave. Though he didn't actually leave. He was used to this procedure. Really, the only reason he tried the front door was just to see the looks on Yuuki's parents' faces when they open the door...but they seemed to be out for the night. Unless their car was in for repairs. Or a repainting.

Picking up a small stone, the boy tested the weight in his hand before flinging it upwards, successfully hitting the window pane on the second floor. And after a couple seconds it opened and a rope ladder was dropped down. A rope ladder, considering Yuuki had decided it was too dangerous for his friend to be climbing up any other way ever since the tree by his side of the house had been cut down.

"No one's allowed in, huh?" Chuckling as he climbed in through the window, the boy helped pull the ladder back up. "Certainly feel the warmth."

"Like a kotatsu in the summer." Closing the window once the ladder was inside and put back in his closet, Yuuki smiled over to the teen and sat on the edge of his bed. "So, what're you here for? Can't bother my folks, they're out to some party thing. Won't be back for a looong time," he said, smirking slightly as he stretched.

"Mm...that's too bad... Guess I made you take out the ladder for nothing, huh?" Hiding a smirk of his own, the teen turned back to the window, watching as Maaya's car pulled away. "Guess I'll just have to take my leave..." Going to the door now, he grabbed the handle.

"Eh? That's really all you're here for?" Frowning now, Yuuki dropped his arms and looked away. Ugh, this one thing that really annoyed him about this guy. When was he serious? When was he teasing?

"Well... What else would there be? I always see Yuuki at practice. So I don't really need to visit with him, do I?"

He was definitely teasing. "Ugh, you're going to make me say it, aren't you?" Crossing his arms now, Yuuki could feel a blush rising over his face as he hunched over slightly. Of course the boy came over to bother his parents, but when the folks aren't here, there's always something else to do! Even Maaya must have left by now, too... They were all alone. And they rarely get such a chance like this...

"Say what, Yuu-chan? I have no idea what you mean." Batting his lashes, the boy could barely contain his grin, thoroughly enjoying watching the older boy squirm in embarrassment.

"N-never mind. If that's all you're here for, you can jus--"

"No, no, I wanna hear what Yuu-chan is saying! What does he want?" Finally letting his smile come out, the boy moved from the door, advancing towards the bed.

"I-i-it's nothing! Really! Honest to God!"

"Hoo... I think I know what Yuu-chan wants." Pushing the now very flushed boy back, the smaller teen clambored onto his lap and grinned down at him. "What a huge pervert. So dirty. Maybe I'll tie him up and punish him?" Leaning down, he licked the older boy's ear, who shuddered.

"I'm not Ryouta! That'll work on him but not me," Yuuki glared, pushing the boy up again.

"What if I put on a cop outfit, huh? Then it'll work." Nearly laughing at the reaction this got, the boy smoothed his hands over his friend's chest. "Or would that only work if it was Takuma?"

"J-jerk. Maybe I"ll kick you out," Yuuki growled, so red he was certain he was going to burst any time soon.

"Oh, but Yuuki-kun wants me sooo bad...I can already feel it," he grinned, leaning down again to nip at the boy's lip, his hips beginning to move. Which did garner a small noise from the boy under him.

"Ugh...just fuck me already, Izo." Closing his eyes, Yuuki tried to ignore the laughter filling the room now, figuring just outright saying it now was less damage than letting all that carry on much more.

"Ahah, you should have just said! One great fuck, coming right up," Izo grinned, catching Yuuki in a deep, specialty kiss...


Taking full advantage of a house with no other patrons in it certainly was a treat not allowed very often. Almost every time, no matter who's house they were in, they'd have to be quiet and always wary of being caught, despite all the precautions taken beforehand. But this time, with just the two of them, they let all their inhibitions fly. They were even almost tempted to go down to the kitchen and really invoke every kink they possibly could this time around, though neither of them felt like cleaning up afterward. Really, they might as well have, in retrospect.

Downstairs, Mr and Mrs Shunya stepped into the foyer, hanging up their coats and other accessories before moving more into the livingroom. Everything was as spotless as they were used to seeing, though...not quite as quiet. Glancing to each other, the two parents silently headed upstairs where the noise level increased. And as they feared, it was even more apparent beside their son's bedroom. Considering just leaving him be, they finally decided they should put a stop to it. Even if he was just watching a dirty movie, they didn't need their boy becoming a sex addict!

Though opening the door, which was unlocked, certainly was something they wished they'd never done. Looking over as he heard the door open, Yuuki was glad enough that they had the blanket over them due to the cold, and that Izo had enough control over himself to be able to stop. Really, though, it was feeling way too good, and he really wished his parents had just stayed out for another half an hour or so. Or at the very least not be so nosy.

"Wh-wh...what are you doing?!" Finally finding her voice, Mrs Shunya glared daggers at her son, who just brushed the sweat-drenched hair from his forehead.

"Consummating our relationship," he replied, surprised by his own level of calmness despite normally wanting to die if he ever found himself in this position. Not that it wasn't any better than what he pictured at times...

"Wh...what?"

"What else do you do when you're dating? Now, if you don't mind, lock my door behind you." Waving his shocked parents away, Yuuki leaned back into the pillows, waiting for the door to click shut again. "Still wanna continue?" he asked, looking over his shoulder at Izo, who had been quiet the whole time.

"Do you?" he asked, looking down as well.

"Well, we've already been caught...might as well finish the job," Yuuki grinned, slowly melting back into softer groans as Izo agreed to at least complete what they started.

Meanwhile, in the safety of their room, Yunosuke and Noriko looked to each other again, still trying to process what they'd just witnessed while at the same time erasing it from their memory. It was one thing walking in on your son having sex. It was another walking in on gay sex with your son as the bottom. But gay sex with the boy who drove them absolutely insane? That was too much. Way too much. And after some thinking, Mrs Shunya picked up her phone, dialing the Fuyuki household. If there was anything she could do, she could at least rat on the boy and get his mother to intervene and keep the brat away from her child. Then maybe contact the agency... But as much as she would like her son to get out of the business, she didn't want to ruin his life completely. And such a scandal would really spread quick and make it difficult for him to get a job elsewhere, even with their connections. So that was sadly out of the question.

"Hello?"

"Yes, hello. Is this Erika? Is your mother home?"

"Yes it is, ma'am. And, no, sorry, she's not available right now."

"Well! When you can, tell her to keep a proper hold of her son! Her boy and mine are currently fornicating in the bedroom! He has stolen my son's innocence! Completely destroyed it! And they have the gall to say they're dating!"

"Oh, well. If they're dating, isn't that fine? They can do what they want, can't they?"

"Not without asking first! We gave them no permission to be having sex or even to be dating!"

"Ahh...they didn't ask? Tsk, I thought Izo knew better! So sorry about him, I'll tell my mother as soon as possible. Thank you for letting us know. I'll make sure he knows to ask to have sex with your son next time, good night~" she said before hanging up quickly and clamping a hand over her mouth to try and stifle the uproarious laughter filling her gut now.

Noriko, on the other hand, wasn't quite as pleased with that last little comment, it having now soaked in better. That was not want she meant! Well...maybe it was, but not that much! Ugh, pain in the butt family... At the very least, hopefully their mother had better sense than her children and would put a stop to such terrible behaviour.


Back in Yuuki's room, the boys had finished and were laying in bed for a bit, basking in the sweet glow that always came after such a rigourous round. Especially after so many of them, too. Vanilla sex or not, it certainly was the best they had in a while, even with being walked in on. Speaking of...

"I'm impressed." Laying with his head on Yuuki's chest, Izo looked up some and smiled to the teen, who cocked a brow at him.

"For?"

"Your reaction. I was ready to jump in and save you that whole time, but you were pretty calm about the whole thing."

"Oh... Well. Yeah." Blushing a little now, Yuuki brushed his bangs back again, smirking a little. It was embarrassing when he thought about it. But he was surprised with himself at how little he really cared. "You got a good look at their faces, though, right? They both went so pale when I said we were dating, ahaha~"

"Haha, they probably really, really hate me now," Izo laughed as well. "Does this mean we get to do this more often now, though? Without having to worry so much?"

"Mm? Hmm...I guess so," Yuuki hummed. He didn't think much about that upside to it, but it was pretty apparent once pointed out. "Though I'd have to still be careful if the others ever come over. And that I don't get kicked out for being too loud again," he laughed again.

"Aha, well, if he ever does get kicked out, Yuu-chan can come live in my backyard," Izo grinned, wrapping his arms around the boy's neck and pulling up to kiss.

"Oh gosh, a whole backyard? Now I can't wait to get the boot," Yuuki grinned, returning the kiss.

Laying there for a bit with just regular kisses, eventually Izo's phone in his discarded pants began to ring. Sighing a little as he pulled away from the older boy's warm embrace, he slipped out of bed and grabbed the phone. "Ehh...Erika's telling me to come home now. Guess I should," he sighed again. He wasn't really planning on staying the night anyway, though he wouldn't have minded taking advantage of the Shunya's spacious bathroom to shower... Guess that could be next time. Getting dressed after using a couple tissues to make sure he was relatively clean, Izo started for the door. "Well, see you later then. G'night~"

"Ah, wait." Quickly pulling on some old boxers, Yuuki hurried to the door as the younger boy left. "Um, I have this thing I need to go to tomorrow and I really don't want to. Mind if I skip out and go to your place instead?"

"Hmm...? But getting your parents pissed isn't as fun if I can't see it," Izo whispered back, crossing his arms in thought.

"Please?"

"You really don't want to go?"

"They're going to make me wear a suit and I have to meet with old ladies with either too much perfume or not enough and they're going to be talking about business and chide me for doing what I like. I'd rather spend that time doing something I enjoy and get in trouble later than spending it there and not even be acknowledged." Speaking desperately, Yuuki tried his best Ryouta impression, puckering his lip for added affect.

Izo sighed. "Okay... Just don't get too badly punished," he said, patting the boy's hair. "When'll you be over?"

"Sometime in afternoon. I'll text," Yuuki smiled, leaning over to kiss him again. "G'night then~ Get home safe."


"So, I hear you two are dating?" Leaning against the back of the couch, Erika grinned down at the two boys playing games. One looked up and blushed, while the other kept his eyes on the screen.

"Huh? N--"

"Yup. Signed and sealed," Izo replied, not even pausing his game.

"E-eh? Wait, wait, what?" Reaching over, Yuuki paused the game for the boy, pulling his attention to him now.

"Mm? We are, right? You said so." A little peeved that his game was stopped, Izo figured he could forgive it this once. Only because, well...this conversation was kind of more important.

"I...uh." Feeling a little dazed, or more rather, very dazed, Yuuki kind of just stared at Izo who seemed just as nonchalant as ever. "I mean, it...I... Y-you...you want to?" he asked, not quite comprehending that. Why would Izo want to date him? Aside from the obvious facts of Yuuki being loaded with cash and Izo's love of pissing off his folks, it...it didn't really make that much sense.

"...You don't?" His expression looking a little more hurt, it quickly pulled the older boy in.

"Wait, w-wait, I d--! I..." Wetting his suddenly dry lips, Yuuki breathed in slowly and loosened his grip on Izo's shoulders. "W...what about Mamoru? O-or Ryouta?" he asked, his voice now soft. Not that it mattered. He was pretty sure he heard the Fuyuki's mother call Erika for help in the kitchen or something.

"What about them?"

"I...I thought you'd...want one of them..." Yuuki murmured, slowly dropping his hands to his lap.

Izo smirked slightly and set aside his controller to turn more to face the red-faced boy beside him. "Nope. I like them, but...I don't think they'd be good in a relationship. I mean, come on. If he could, Mamoru would totally marry fishing. And Ryou doesn't like being tied down."

"But... I...don't think I would be any better... I mean, I--..."

"...If you don't want to, you just have to say it," Izo murmured, turning back to the TV. Though before he could really get back into the game, Yuuki spoke up again.

"Sorry... But I don't really know if I can date someone who...doesn't really talk about things..."

Watching the character on screen look around the dungeon he was in, Izo was quiet for several seconds, his face blank. The air between the two teens growing rather tense and unsure, he could feel Yuuki start to consider leaving before he finally replied.

"My dad used to beat Erika, my mom and me. But whenever I complained to someone, it was always the same thing. Pity and doing nothing, or just 'Oh well at least it's not this' or 'Your father loves you he just doesn't know how to show it'. So I stopped talking about it, because it's really fucking annoying to hear about what an ungrateful little brat I am."

Silence ringing clear in the air, Yuuki stared at the boy beside him, who'd gone back to playing his game, the only noises being the death cries of the baddies on screen. "Wait..." Finding his voice after a long pause, Yuuki's brow furrowed slightly, and Izo paused and looked to him properly. "People said things like that to you?" He was probably screwing this up really badly by focusing on that, but it was clearly something that bothered the boy a lot.

"They'd one-up you over your dad hurting you? They'd say he loves and doesn't know how to show it?" Turning away again, Yuuki pressed a hand over his mouth, trying to calm down the rage that was starting to build up inside of him. What sort of people would do something like that?! He could understand pity and not doing anything about it. Doing things was difficult and it was easy to pity people and say 'Oh I'll pray for you'. But trying to break from that mold and simply try and convince Izo that his worries weren't valid, that his fears and concerns didn't warrant an actual heart-felt response...

Standing up now, Yuuki paced in front of the television, hoping some frustrations with the human race would quell with a couple steps. It didn't really. Stopping, Yuuki turned back to Izo. "You thought we'd give you the same responses?"

"I didn't think the fucking adults would, either," Izo snapped in reply, quite a bit hotter than Yuuki really expected. "And don't give me that shit about adults being stupid and not to listen to them, either," he added, as the taller boy had opened his mouth to speak.

Closing his mouth, Yuuki looked at Izo, who angrily looked back to the TV but didn't continue his game. Letting his hands fall to the sides, they stayed quiet for a while longer, before Yuuki broke the silence again. "Sorry..." Shaking his head some, he let out a slow breath. He knew the world and its inhabitants were shitty...he just didn't realize it to this extent. "...Is he...gone?"

"...As in..."

"Like, in jail?" Biting his lip, Yuuki met Izo's gaze again, though the boy's golden eyes weren't looking at him still.

"...No. He's alive, too." Sighing some, Izo rubbed his face. Of course Yuuki had to ask why. He didn't ask angrily, or annoyed, just a soft, concerned, 'Why not?'. Why not indeed... "Because he got away. How the fuck else? The cops come flying down the road with every siren and light blaring, what else is gonna happen? He ran!" Feeling Yuuki sit beside him, Izo let out a breath of his own, though less of a sigh. He hadn't wanted to tell Yuuki any of this for so long. He knew exactly what the rapper was going to say and do. 'Why didn't you do this? Why didn't you do that? Don't do that, that's stupid. Don't do this, they're stupid.' ...But surprisingly enough, that wasn't the case here.

"So he's still out there? Do you...know if he's ever gonna...come back?"

"No." Dropping his hand, Izo hunched forward, leaning against his knees. "No idea." Which was probably worse than knowing that he was. Because now they had to worry that he might. And that worry could turn out completely useless and only put more strain on Erika and their mother. If they knew he was coming and when, well at least then they could prepare for it. Maybe.

"Izo..." Hearing his name, Izo lifted his head again and glanced to Yuuki, who's hand was already on his shoulder. Being turned to face the older boy, he was forced to look straight into his eyes. "If there is anything I can do, please tell me, okay? If you need money, or if you need a place to hide, or anything like that, you know I can provide it." But he could only keep the gaze for so long.

"Your parents hate me. They'll--"

"They won't." Cutting him off, Yuuki shook the boy slightly, his expression getting a little harder. "They may be terrible parents, but they're not like that. And don't start worrying about your dad trying to come after my family, too, or anything like that. Whatever it takes...for you, it's worth it." Pulling him into a hug now, Yuuki squeezed him as tight as he could without hurting. "I won't let that man touch a single hair on your head ever again. And not on your sister's, or your mother's, either... I promise."

'You shouldn't promise things you can't keep...' Izo thought, but of course it wasn't something he could say out loud. Instead, he simply hugged him back. "...Thanks."


"Okay, so you two are really dating now?"

Looking up as he was pulling on his shoes, Yuuki smiled to the girl leaning on the wall by the front door. He'd stayed for the night considering his hug with Izo yesterday obviously lead to kissing, which only had one other way to go after a confession. Though unlike the other day, they had to be quiet, if only for the sake of Erika and her mother. They also remembered to lock the door as well, to save the two women from scarring themselves on accident.

"Aha, I guess so." Blushing, Yuuki smoothed his hair back. He'd also discussed plans with Mrs Fuyuki, about borrowing money and moving into his house if they needed to. His home was already way too large for a family of three, so it wasn't a huge deal to have another three people living there. Of course they couldn't go into detail without input from Yuuki's parents, but he assured her that he would do everything he could to make sure they agreed to whatever he needed. Even if it meant having to wear a suit and go to a million stuffy parties for the rest of his life.

"So, what's gonna happen to all that stuff you've been writing? Is it gonna be taken down now? After all, the captain has just destroyed his own ship." Pulling Yuuki back to the now, Erika made sure to keep her voice low enough for just the teen to hear.

"Haha, no, I'll keep it up. Maybe put it on permanent hiatus... Oh, but, don't worry too much. Have you seen Ryouta try to comfort Takuma?" he asked, stepping closer to the girl with a glint in his eye. "Probably the sweetest, cutest thing ever. I think I'll move onto that next, ahah. Look forward to it~"
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Even though he hadn't really wanted to, Izo now packed the last bag to send over to Yuuki's house. His so-called-Father, who had returned, shouldn't be back for hours. He'd said he was going to go play some poker or something, and, miraculously, hadn't hit any of them yet. But he would as soon as he came back drunk. So they couldn't wait around to see if he's changed or if he was still the same piece of shit he was before. The Fuyuki sibling's Mother was at work and Erika couldn't do any strenuous work, so right now she was just helping Yuuki unpack the heavy stuff while the guitarist went back to get some extra stuff that hadn't fit in the car.

Even though he knew that man should not be back for many hours, he was still hurrying, but it felt like he was moving sloth-slow. Pulling the last duffle bag around his shoulder, he held tight to the strap and descended the stairs from the attic. But he heard the door close. Maybe it was just Mom, coming back from work, getting something they'd forgotten? But her shift shouldn't have ended yet. Maybe it was one of the guys? Coming over without knowing the situation? But they would've texted first. Same with Erika or Yuuki or anyone else but him, no one just walks into a house without saying anything first. Not unless it's your house.

His heart pounding, Izo slipped into Erika's room, standing next to the dresser where he knew a kitchen knife was taped to the back. The stairs are creaking. Taking steady breaths, Izo slowly moved to get his phone from his pocket, not wanting to make even the smallest sound as he heard the floor boards in the hall creak. He could already smell the alcohol, the smoke. The cops. He could call the cops this time. No one else was home to get hurt just in case, the man probably didn't even know Izo was home.

But as the magician unlocked his phone, the door opened. Freezing in place, Izo held his breath even, hoping if he held oh so still then maybe just maybe he wouldn't be seen. But there was no such luck, and he never learned how to disappear without a prop or turn invisible without a mirror. "Where's your Mother and sister?"

"W-work..." Hardening his expression slightly, Izo got ready to reach for the knife. He couldn't let himself get trapped here. Not leaving Tachiiri. Not leaving his Mother. Not leaving Erika. Not leaving his boyfriend. Being able to say 'I'm in love' now... he couldn't get trapped here. Not ever again.

"Where's everything?" But there wasn't really any good lie. "I said. Where. Is. Everything? What's in that bag you got?"

"My clothes. I'm going to a friend's house."

"Oh, really?" Grabbing the knife as the man lunged for the bag, Izo held it tight in one hand and glared hard.

"STAY BACK!!" Holding it close to his throat, Izo moved slowly around the man, the police likely out of the question now. He'd be dead if they came. Maybe, just for now, he could rely on someone else. Yuuki wouldn't leave him alone, Yuuki wouldn't do nothing. None of the guys would, but Yuuki was his redial. But before he could even consider it, his arm was shoved to the side and a fist collided with his cheekbone. Stumbling back, Izo swung his arm forward and felt something barely hit before the strap to his bag was grabbed. Slipping out from the strap, he started to bolt downstairs, calling the keyboardist now.

Listening to it dial and then ring, the magician nearly made it to the door when it was picked up. Really, it was a small house, it didn't take long. But he didn't get a very good hit in with the knife. "Yuuki, pleas-- NO!! NO, LET ME GO!! YUUKI!! YUUKI!!"

"You stupid fucker! You think you can attack me with a knife and get away with it?! HUH?!"

Slam.

Slam.

"Is that any way to treat your FATHER?!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!! Please!!"

Crunch.

Scream.

Slam.

Crunch.

Gag.

Gasp.

CRACK.

"What, is that all you can take? Come on! Get up and fight if you're so tough now!"

Thud.

Thud.

Crack.

Crunch.

Snap.

"What the fuck? You're so boring, piece of shit. Worthless as ever."

Squish.

Splash.

Splash.

Creak.

Creak.

End call.
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