It was a warm, bright night

Author comment: I wanted to write this for ages. The plot was always stuck in my head -_- It never had an ending though, so now as it does, I was finally brave enough to write it ^^ A note of warning though – I’m going to do something very, very cruel to one of the guys in a fic, so just know this in advance and don’t be angry on me later -_-

Kyo was strolling down the pavement in a park slowly and sipping water from time to time, then spitting it out. It was long after midnight, but he was already heading home. He had two clients tonight and already felt sick. It wasn’t good. Two was not enough, but he just couldn’t force himself for more. With time he was getting more and more reluctant to do this kind of ‘job’.

Kyo sipped some more water and after keeping it in his mouth for some time spit it on grass. The sickening taste in his mouth lingered and Kyo desperately wanted to get rid of it.

He looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful, warm night. The sky was full of stars. The moon round and full. It was so strangely bright because of the moon.

Kyo sighed and lowered his gaze. He just wanted to get back home and take a shower. He thought of quitting so many times. But he knew he still had to save some more money so that he could enter university. Once he tried quitting and finding a decent job, but after almost four months of trying he quit and got back to sucking off old, ugly men, or getting fucked up his ass.

He was not qualified for any decent job. Or he just was unlucky in finding one. Whatever it was, he had to go back to this one and still save some more money. Some more, and he could start studying, get a diploma and finally be free from the gutter he lived in.

It wasn’t all that bad. He had a shower. And a TV. He could afford decent food.

But that was mostly it. He was saving money, so he was restricted from all the fun things he wanted to do.

Not for long, though. Just a year maybe. If I’ll get lucky and get screwed more, maybe I’ll be able to enter the university next year.

Kyo smiled even thinking about it. He longed for something bigger in his life. He wanted to have more opportunities, to be able to be a master of his own life.

But as he had average looks, he wasn’t picked up by clients as much as other girly-faced guys he knew. He wasn’t ugly or anything. Not at all. Well, he was short and skinny, but most Japanese were like that. He had the usual black hair and eyes. But he tried to exercise more and be muscular. He had big cheekbones that made him look chubby. But the clients always said they liked his full lips and his nose. Some of them especially liked his thin, bony fingers.

But Kyo was most proud of his tattoos that covered both of his arms. He would have never afforded them himself. He just got lucky.

There once was a rich client who for some reason fancied Kyo. He always took Kyo to his apartment, gave him dinner and usually bought his body for the whole night. Kyo loved these nights, because he then himself enjoyed the sex and the guy’s company. That almost never happened, because he usually got only either old farts or men who were too ugly to get someone to bed with them.

But these nights were rare, because the guy was always travelling for his work. But when he wasn’t, he always sought for Kyo.

So one of these nights they talked a bit and Kyo just said that he thought tattoos were gorgeous and that he always wanted one. The next time they met, the guy took him to the tattoo saloon and after many nights of pain and sitting, both Kyo’s hands were almost covered by tattoos.

He had started another one on his left arm, and now, walking in the park, he looked at it. There still had to be a few hearts tattooed to complete the whole picture. But it was unfinished. His client just never showed up any more. After wondering and even missing his presence, Kyo went to his apartment, but the landlord didn’t let him in. Kyo, not even knowing the real guy’s name, tried to describe him to the landlord. The landlord reluctantly then said that he knew who Kyo was talking about. The man was missing. He was probably dead. He liked to spend his nights in a neighborhood that had a bad reputation. That probably was what got him killed.

Kyo sighted remembering this. He never stopped feeling that it was partly his fault. He lived in that neighborhood. The guy was most probably going to see him.

Kyo sipped some more water and spit it out in disgust. The guy he just sucked off probably didn’t even know what a shower was. He smelled so bad.

Suddenly Kyo spotted a figure just right before him. He never saw him coming and was startled at first.

The man was slowly walking towards him and Kyo moved a bit to his left, giving some more space to the guy. For some reason, he felt intimidated by this figure. The guy was very tall and thin. He had long hair that hung freely around his waist. And his whole posture just said that he had a good reason to feel so confident with himself.

Kyo turned his gaze to the ground and tried to look as invisible as he could.

But he never even thought that the stranger, while walking past him, would grab him, keep his mouth shut with one hand, his both hands in place with the other, and quickly drag him deep into the woods in the park.


TBC