Make a Wish

Make a Wish Part 5

"Hey, Izumi." Katsuki kept his gaze ahead as they walked through the hallways of the B&B, heading for Jin's quarters.

"What is it, Katsuki?"

"Kiichi really hates his father, doesn't he?"

"There's...alot that's happened between them." Izumi spoke carefully. "I wouldn't presume to understand Sensei's feelings."

"Why does he work for him?"

"He didn't always. A few years ago he held an office at the university as a health inspector."

"So what happened?"

"There was an incident. I don't know the details. Aoe-sama used Sensei's position to his advantage. Sensei was badly hurt. You heard him say Haruomi-san had attacked him before?"

"Yes."

"At that time, Haruomi let his anger get the best of him. The scar on his forehead is from then." Izumi was quiet for a moment before continuing. "Sensei resigned his position. He knew Aoe-sama would only continue to use any job he held to his advantage. So he chose to work where his position was the least advantageous to him."

"The B&B."

"Here, Aoe-sama is already free to do as he wishes, so he has no need to make use of Sensei's work. Sensei had only started his position here when I came into Aoe-sama's possession. You find Aoe-sama cruel, don't you?"

"Well, duh!" Katsuki turned to look at him. "Of course he's cruel."

"There are levels of cruelty. To me, Aoe-sama's cruelty is bearable. He is like a spoiled child who does not care if his playthings break. When they do, he gets a new one."

"People aren't toys!" Katsuki snapped at him. "And he doesn't break them because he's careless. It's obvious. He breaks them because he enjoys it."

"...that probably explains it, then."

"Explains what?"

"Aoe-sama once told me I was boring. So he gave me to the B&B. It's probably because I was already broken when I came to him."

"...Izumi..." Katsuki stared at him.

"That's why there's no point in the operation. It can't fix what's truly wrong with me."

Katsuki couldn't think of a reply. And he had a feeling Izumi didn't expect one.

It had rained the day of the funeral. Seiichi didn't recall attending one before. He certainly had never been paid to attend one before that day. Stranger yet, was the fact that the man in the coffin had been his regular. A month before they'd shared dinner and a bed. And now...now he stood beside his brother - who was the one who'd paid for him to attend.

"Thank-you for coming." He'd told him. "I know my brother wanted you here."

"I am honored by your words."

"I realize he was not special to you in any way. But to my brother you were very special. He told me he was happiest with you."

"...I truly don't think I deserve such lavish praise."

The man had waved away his objections. "You need not be so formal. Though we meet under sad circumstances, I'm glad for the chance to meet you. My brother's life was not a happy one. So whatever happiness he could obtain, I always encouraged him to do so. They say happiness cannot be repayed. Even so, please accept this." He'd offered him an envelope.

"What's this?" Seiichi had looked blankly at it.

"A gift from my late brother. Your funds are controlled by Aoe, correct?"

"It's true."

"The account is under my brother's name, you are merely listed as being permitted to use it. So it's not easily traced. I suspect the amount of money in the account is quite...generous."

Seiichi had stared at him, slightly shocked.

"In the future, should you wish to leave Aoe, it might come in handy. Or if you have money you do not want him to be aware of, you may keep it there. It is my hope that someday this money can bring you happiness, as you brought my brother."


It was raining. The shop windows were like small waterfalls. The rain sluiced down them on the way to the ground below.

"I found them!"

He turned to find Tomoki bouncing up to him - carrying two umbrellas. "Aren't they cool? I picked the best ones."

Seiichi smiled. "I bet you did."

"You looked so serious before, what were you thinking of?"

Seiichi pulled him into a half hug so they could both face the window. "That I like the rain." He confessed. 'My current happiness...is because of a rainy day...'

"You're trying to sneak away again, aren't you?"

Reiji turned from his packed suitcase to find Takamiya in the doorway. "Aren't you supposed to be playing piano for the dinner guests?"

"Why do you insist on this charade every time? You haven't succeeded in fooling him once." Takamiya ignored the question.

"When are you going to find someone else to fret over besides Shiki and myself?" Reiji countered. "Kiichi was asking again, too. He still wants to introduce you to that "Izumi"." He glanced over, noting Takamiya's distant look.

"I do get lonely sometimes." He admitted. "But to be honest, I've never been one for blind dates. It's a terrible way to start a romance."

"My cab is going to be here soon, so-"

"Actually, it's been canceled." Takamiya told him with a smile.

"What?" Reiji's eyes narrowed.

"Did you really think I'd let you go without a proper goodbye?" A third voice asked.

Shiki stood in the doorway, dressed in his tuxedo he wore when performing.

"Hey, don't you have guests? You two are impossible!" Reiji complained.

"I just did a disappearing act, it's fine." Shiki grinned, holding up a rabbit puppet. "Say, mister, do you have a dollar bill?"

"I'll take your suitcases to the car." Takamiya took ahold of Reiji's luggage and headed out of the room - giving them some privacy.

"You two haven't changed. Ten years later." Reiji found himself smiling.

Shiki leaned up to brush his hand through the locks of Reiji's hair. "You aren't so changed yourself. It's only for a week this time?"

"It shouldn't take me any longer." Reiji replied.

"I have no desire to see your father again, not after the last time. I cannot forgive him for hurting Takamiya. But, even so, if you want me to come - I'll come."

Reiji pulled him into a tight embrace. "I want you far, far away from him. These visits keep him at bay. If I had my choice, I'd never leave."

"I'm sure never leaving would be boring." Shiki told him gently.

"Not with you there." Reiji replied.

Reiji took the keys off of Takamiya. "I'll drive." Takamiya only shook his head before getting into the passenger seat. "And I bet you're only doing this to avoid playing at the inn."

Takamiya chuckled. "No. There's other reasons." The were silent for a minute.

"Do you ever regret taking me into your lives?"

"Not even for a moment."

"Six years ago?"

"Not even then."

"...you're both fools."

"But happy ones."

"Of course. Whoever heard of an unhappy fool?"

"We've done well, I think, the three of us. The success of the Bed and Breakfast. My translating business. I think we'd be fools to be unhappy."

"You're coming with me to Japan, aren't you?"

"I have business. A translation. I don't have to be there for a few days more, but I figured I might as well go with you."

"Does Shiki know?"

"Of course."

"How long until your business?"

"Three days."

"Fine, then you can meet Izumi. If only to shut Kiichi up."

Takamiya gave him an amused look. "Very well, if only to shut you up."

The doorbell rang. "Coming!"

It rang again. And again. And again.

"Hey, hey! Where's the fire?" Sakashita Izumi ran out of the kitchen to the front door of his apartment, opening it hurriedly. "I said...Naoya?" He froze at the sight of his friend.

Naoya looked like he might have been crying, but at the same time he looked angry. He had an overnight bag and a suitcase with him. "I...I need a place to stay, please!" He bowed.

"Huh?" Izumi stared. "Say what?" He was thoroughly confused.

"I'm sorry to intrude. Can I please spend the night? I won't be any trouble. I'll try to find a place by tomorrow." Naoya's cheeks were flushed. He was obviously embarrassed to ask. That's just how Naoya was. He never wanted to burden anyone. He wanted to do things for himself.

'Something huge must have happened to make him call like this.' Izumi thought. "Hey, I think you better come in. Want some tea?" He offered.

Naoya nodded, relieved.

"So, wait. This guy suddenly shows up claiming to be your grandfather?" They were seated in the eat-in kitchen of the apartment. "But why would that make Kiichi-san ask you to leave?"

"I think it has to do with his father."

Izumi shivered. He'd only ever seen Aoe Shougo at a distance. And even that had made his skin crawl. "That guy. Why is he involved?"

"Sensei says Haitana is a rich and powerful man. But if that's so, he had to have known about me a long time, right? If he didn't care enough to help me before, why should I be obligated to go to him now?"

"That's like you." Izumi smiled, taking a sip of his tea. Suddenly he started coughing. Naoya stared at him blankly. "Did you say Haitana??" He leaped to his feet, bracing his hands on the table.

"Um..." Naoya looked up at his friend, even more confused. "That's what Sensei said. Why?"

"Ugh, Naoya, aren't you taking business? Don't you watch the news? The Haitana Family runs resorts all over Japan. They're super rich. He was taken to the hospital recently. It made headlines."

"He's that important?"

Izumi nodded. "The news said there's always been speculation he's involved in shady dealings but no proof. They called him the richest, most powerful businessman in Japan."

"Then if I don't come to him...will it be trouble for Sensei?" Naoya's face crumpled. "That's so unfair! I finally have my life in order, why now?"

Izumi's face softened. He came around to place his hand on his friend's shoulder. "Hey. It's okay to stay here tonight. Or as long as you need to. He's made you wait for nineteen years, right? Let the old geezer wait for you to make up your mind."

Naoya rested his face in his hands. He nodded, looking like the weight of the world was on his shoulders. "Yes, you're right. Thank-you."


The wishing charm chimed.

By now he was used to the dream memories. Izumi and he were in Seiichi's room at the B&B this time.

"You seem distant tonight." Izumi told Katsuki.

"Ah...it's just that...it's been a week, y'know?"

"This is the longest time Seiichi has stayed with a client since you came, isn't it?" Izumi smiled gently. "Sometimes clients can be quite...possessive."

Katsuki nodded. "Since I came. How much time is that now? The days are all starting to feel alike."

"Slightly over a month now, isn't it?"

"This must be what being in a cage feels like. All I see are these four walls."

"I have a client tomorrow. Marudo is free, though. Perhaps he can take you somewhere? Atleast out to lunch?"

"Is that allowed?" Katsuki asked him.

Izumi smiled. "I don't see why not." The doorbell rang. "That'll be room service."

"I'll get it." Katsuki hurried to the door, opening it. "Right over there." He gestured to the man with the cart. He nodded, pushing it over. Katsuki followed.

Izumi was frowning at the tray. "We didn't order any wine."

"Won't you try some? It's an excellent vintage..." The man popped the cork. The bottle started spraying everywhere and he purposefully pointed it at Izumi, who gave a shout.

"Hey!" Katsuki stepped forward, only to have the liquid sprayed at him. "What the??"

The spray stopped and the man set down the bottle, laughing hard. Izumi stood up and took the hat off covering his face. "I knew it! Akechi!"

"Your face! You should have seen your faces!" Akechi howled.

Izumi pushed back his hair, which was also soaking with the wine. A small smile came to his lips. "You're so impossible."

"Just who is this guy?" Katsuki demanded.

Akechi was suddenly practically on top of him. "Akechi Imura, at your service. Say, Oyama wasn't lying when he said you were easy on the eyes."

"Hey, how do you even know who I am?"

"Who else would be in the King's room while he's away but the King's Page?" Akechi winked. "He's got the Queen guarding you, too. It sounds a bit like chess, doesn't it? I've always been more into cards myself."

Izumi stepped lightly over to take Katsuki's arm, pointedly drawing him back. "Katsuki, this is the Court Jester of the B&B. Pretty much as low on the scale the hosts are measured by as you can get."

"Ouch. You sure know how to hurt a guy, Izumi." Akechi's grin belied his words.

"Pranks like this are what he's known for. How did you manage to get in charge of our meal?"

"Oh, I gave a little free service in return for it." Akechi smirked, his voice smokey.

"I hope it'll be worth the staff member's job should Shougo find out." Izumi said pointedly. "You should use some of that charm on your guests, instead of the staff."

Akechi snorted. "Unlike you, Jin, and Seiichi, I have no interest in padding Shougo's bulging pockets."

"Was it necessary to frighten Akito-sama, though? I heard he had a panic attack."

"Yah, poor guy." Akechi sounded smug rather than sympathetic. "I thought the aviary would be romantic. Who knew he had a paralyzing fear of birds?"

"One of these days you're really going to make Shougo angry. He could kill you, you know." Izumi's voice was laced with concern.

For a moment, Akechi's face seemed to change. Pain and sorrow clouding his features. He turned away to the meal cart. "He wouldn't be so generous." He murmured. When he turned back he was grinning. "So, hey, since I've been...um, undergoing punishment for the Akito Aviary Incident, I've only gotten to hear rumours about the newest staff member." His eyes latched onto Katsuki. "So I invited myself to dinner."

"Oh, no." Izumi put in. "You aren't staying."

"Sure I am. Look." He pulled a third meal out. "See?"

Katsuki couldn't help it, he began to chuckle.

"See? King's Page likes it."

"Don't call me that!" He snapped. He could practically feel what his other self was feeling - amusement turning to resentment at the hated title.

"So what should I call you?" Akechi didn't miss a beat. "Katsuki? Or Kyousuke maybe?"

"Katsuki." He'd told him.

"Kyousuke it is." He grabbed up his hand, kissing the back.

"Hey! Don't be so familiar with a guy!" He'd flushed, embarrassed.

Akechi's gaze was heated as he met his. "How could a guy want to be anything but familiar with you?"

Akechi could make anyone smile, but it was when he looked at him so seriously that he could sometimes take his breath away. If he hadn't loved Jin first, he knew he could have fallen for Akechi. This self had met them both so quickly. Who had he fallen for?

The wishing charm chimed.

"Damn it, the phone line is still all screwed up." He'd hung up the phone.

Izumi stood at the window, gazing out at the storm outside. Rain fell and lightning flashed. "We might lose power too." He spoke thoughtfully.

"Hey, geez, don't go saying things like that!" Katsuki complained. "It's the last thing we need. As it is we can't even get supper."

"My cellphone might work. Perhaps I should go fetch it from my room." Izumi suggested.

"Don't you usually keep that with you?" Katsuki frowned.

"I forgot it on the stand. It was a busy day, and I'm rather tired." Izumi told him with a sigh.

"Well, I'd fetch it but even after all these months, I don't know where your room is." He admitted.

"I couldn't let you go alone. Seiichi would never forgive me." Izumi told him. "I'll just...just..." He winced suddenly, slumping into the window.

"Izumi?" He'd run to his side.

Izumi collapsed to his knees, hand clutching his chest.

"Izumi!" He'd ran back to grab up the phone, but again the line was screwed up. "Damn it!"

"I-I'm fine." Izumi was wincing. Despite his words, he curled up - hand still clutching his chest.

"No you're not! I'll get help." He ran out the door.

The halls were a maze. Could he chance the elevator? He turned a corner, freezing when he saw two of the hosts lounging in the hall, talking. One hit the other's arm to get his attention.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the King's Page. Whatcha doing out here? Slummin'?" The one smirked.

"Feiyai, Izumi's having an attack." He told him. "I don't have time for your shit. Do you have your cellphone?"

Feiyai's smirk darkened. "Sure, but what are you going to do for me to get it?"

"Hey, do you know how pissed Aoe would be if you let anything happen to Izumi?" He'd snapped. "If you aren't going to help, out of the way." He'd tried to push past, but the second host blocked him. "Out of the way, Nami!"

"It's an emergency, right? Not time to waste." Nami pulled out his cellphone. "Right?"

"Why don't you give us a taste of what it's like to be the King?" Feiyai said from behind him.

Katsuki turned to shove him away. "What is with everyone thinking I'm Amagai's lover??"

Feiyai laughed. "Oh, please. Why else would he keep you with him?"

"Time's wasting, King's Page. Does Izumi have time for this discussion?" Nami asked from behind him. The words froze him. He turned, and the host held up his cellphone. "The Doc's number is right here."

Feiyai approached from the other side. "Promise us the royal treatment, and we'll make the call. Clock's ticking, right?"

Boxed in, and Izumi suffering an attack. Did he have a choice? "Fine. Just call."

"What's all this?" Jin's voice broke in.

Relief filled him as Feiyai and Nami turned - color draining from their faces. He pushed past them, hands grabbing the front of Jin's suit - vaguely aware he was shaking. "It's Izumi! He's having an attack! The phone's aren't working. I tried!"

Jin's eyes widened slightly. Then he pulled out his cellphone, pushing a number. "The phone lines have been down for half an hour, Doctor. Izumi's having an attack. King's room."

He could make out the worried tone in Kiichi's voice, calling out an order to someone before he hung up. Relieved again, he was suddenly aware of how he was clinging to Jin's jacket. He let go, stepping back.

"Back to my question." Jin turned a hard gaze on Feiyai and Nami. "What's all this?"

"N-nami was going to call. "Feiyai stammered.

"After you'd secured the promise of a fun night, right?" Jin's tone was dangerous.

"He's just Seiichi's slut. What's the big deal?" Nami asked.

Jin grabbed him by the collar and slammed him back against the wall. "The big deal isn't the King's Page, it's Izumi. You really think your pleasure is more important than his life? Why don't we let Aoe-sama decide what's fitting punishment for such arrogance?"

Nami paled further. "Aoe-sama?"

Jin released him. "He's back tomorrow. Didn't you hear?"

"He...he doesn't have to know, does he?" Feiyai was equally as pale.

"Why don't I let you think on it overnight?" Jin turned away, taking Katsuki's arm and leading him back up the hallway.

Izumi was laying on the couch with Kiichi and Haruomi surrounding him. He was awake and seemed to be out of pain.

"Izumi!" He broke Jin's hold to run to the other host's side.

"You were worried?" Katsuki's tone was accusing. "How do you think I felt? What happened?"

"It was nothing, really. I'm sorry to have been so much trouble."

"You're an idiot." Jin told him, coming up. "You forgot to take your medicine again, didn't you?"

"No, it was just a tiring day." He admitted.

"Then you should have been resting, not watching the King's Page."

"I like my time with Katsuki-san. It isn't stressful." Izumi told him, then paused. "Why are you here, Jin?"

"...I ran into him and he called Kiichi-san with his cellphone." Katsuki told him, purposefully leaving off mention of Feiyai or Nami.

"Ah. In that case - Thank-you, Jin-san. I was unaware of your part."

"I'm going to insist we take you back to your room to rest." Kiichi said.

"Surely that's not necessary, Sensei."

"It's your room or the infirmary. Have your pick." Kiichi told him.

Izumi frowned. "But Katsuki-"

"I'm fine! I'm fine! Go." Katsuki frowned at him.

Izumi smiled. "I'm sorry to be a burden. Another evening, then."

"Haruomi." Kiichi nodded. The other man came over to pick Izumi up and carry him out. Kiichi paused, glancing at Jin - a devilish smile curling his lips. "Marudo's out with a client. Perhaps I should send Jiima?"

"Don't bother."

"Have a good evening." He exited before Katsuki had time to realize what that meant. He was leaving him alone with Jin.

"I...don't need a babysitter tonight, really. You can go." He got out.

"I told you. Only three chances." Jin was right behind him. The words murmured into his ear.

He whirled. "Hey! There was extenuating circumstances!"

Jin kissed him. Hard. Hungrily. He felt his legs weaken from the passion in that kiss. The host wrapped an arm around his waist as his tongue explored his mouth thoroughly. He wasn't even aware he was undoing his shirt until his hand was caressing the bare skin of his chest. He gasped, breaking the kiss. "You really don't get any from King, do you?"

"I told you, we aren't like that!" He felt the heat pooling below his navel. From a simple kiss. A simple caress. His body was weak to Jin's touch.

"So for all these months you've been going without? You must be dying for it." His lips attacked his neck, as his fingers found his nipple. He rolled it with his thumb. Pinched it. Katsuki couldn't stop the moan that escaped his lips. "It certainly sounds like you are..." He bit lightly into his shoulder. Katsuki felt his whole body jerk in response.

"That doesn't mean I want it from you!" He'd managed to get the words out, panting.

Jin chuckled. "No?" His hand slid down, pressed against his growing erection. "For someone who doesn't want if from me, you're getting pretty excited." He squeezed and Katsuki cried out, legs collapsing.

He quickly found himself pinned to the couch. Jin was kissing him again, hand massaging his erection through his pants. His hips bucked into his hand, seeking more of the feeling. Jin was only kneeling next to the couch, not on top of him. Not that the couch really had room for both of them. The host broke the kiss, turning his attention to his ear. "Do you remember what I told you? What I would do the second time?"

His face was burning, and he turned it away. "I...I can't..." The hand stopped it's motion against his member, and he gave a cry at the loss of feeling. His body twisted, but Jin held him down, biting his ear. "No, don't stop now..."

"Don't worry, I won't." Jin's voice was low with desire. His hands were undoing Katsuki's pants. "You remember, though. I can tell you do."

"You wouldn't let me go until..You'd see the look on my face..." He trailed off

Jin didn't seem to mind. "As I brought you to release." He finished for him. The pants were pushed down as his hands closed around his erection. Katsuki felt his whole body arch at the sudden feeling. Jin's lips moved down to his chest, sucking and nipping as his hand moved up and down his shaft.

He was panting with need, body moving desperately in Jin's expert touch. Heat coiled through him. A part of him craving more even as the hand squeezed down. He cried out, bursting his seed over Jin's hand and himself. He lay still afterwards, trying to catch his breath. Then he felt Jin's tongue lick at the cum on his stomach. He gave a gasp - pushing his face away as he sat up. "You said-"

"I'd give you three chances?" Jin watched him, smirking. "Are you sure you want a third one?"

"I don't understand you." He whispered.

Jin tilted his head to one side, studying him. "What's there to understand?"

"Why save me from Feiyai and Nami only to.." He gestured between them. "Why not leave me to them?"

"King would get angry if I did." Jin replied.

"And he won't over this?" Katsuki demanded.

"Oh, I'm sure he'll be furious." Jin seemed amused by the thought. "I'm looking forward to it."

Katsuki's hands clenched into fists. "Then to you, all this is-"

The door buzzed. Jin frowned. "I thought I told Kiichi no." he stood to go to the door.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Katsuki hastily pulled his pants up. "Don't just-"

Jin ignored him, swinging open the door.

"Hey, I thought I'd see if..." Akechi stood outside the door, with a cart of food. He trailed off when he saw Jin, then looked past him at where Katsuki stood. Half undressed and obviously disheveled.

Katsuki thought the look on his face was heartbreaking.

To Be Continued...


Cuz the flashback is taking forever! LOL

And we're covering alot of ground right now. Now if only I can figure out if we're reaching the end now or not. LOL I still don't know how to get him back to his world. haha...