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[Team One] Thrill
I haven't written anything for my Snow Man "High & Low" AU in a while, so here goes.
(I tweaked Miyadate's position btw because uh "Party Time" XD)
For those not familiar with this AU, this is what it's based on:
Sakuma (Rude Boys): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vko97ItW7E8
Iwamoto (Mighty Warriors): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l5KBPvUbM8Q
Miyadate (White Rascals): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wom1pmcJgHo
“You’re on, but you better keep your word.”
“Don’t I always?” Sakuma smirked and then leap out of the bedroom window to disappear back into the early hours of the day, unseen, unheard.
He returned to the Nameless Road and climbed into his hammock for a few hours of sleep. It took awhile for him to fall asleep, though as he found himself contemplating his ‘current predicament’. Sakuma didn’t have a problem with being attracted to another guy. Here in the Nameless Road they could care less about gender.
It was the guy he had fallen for, who was the problem here.
If one looked at it objectively, they were two people who should never have felt any sort of attraction towards each other because they both stood for things that the other hated. They stood on opposite ends of the spectrum. And if that wasn’t enough, the Mighty Warriors weren’t even part of S.W.O.R.D and sometimes openly opposed one of the incumbent 5 groups.
Rude Boyz was no exception. Although at this point Sakuma noticed with a wry smile, he had probably met the other in a bed more often than in battle.
Sakuma eventually fell asleep and apparently people had let him sleep in because when he finally opened his eyes, it was already past noon.
The Nameless Road was bustling with activity but everything was normal, quiet.
“Hey Shime, nothing’s happened?” Sakuma greeted one of his fellow Rude Boyz when he came down to their base of operations.
“Nope. And well, we thought you deserved to get some more sleep once in a while. You’re always looking out for us, so let us sometimes look out for you, too,” Shimekaka replied. He shot Sakuma a meaningful glance and Sakuma caught a glimpse of something that was mostly obscured by Shimekake’s clothes.
Ah. Sakuma hadn’t been the only one who had been out at night.
Shimekake was his ‘partner in crime’ so to speak and the other’s situation might even be more complicated than his own. Sakuma felt bad for thinking about his situation as being complex and complicated now. It felt rude (pun unintended) to think so when faced with his long time friend.
“You should make sure to get some rest, too, okay?” He patted Shimekake on the back and then moved on to check on other people and other things.
Other things were also what kept him busy for a while.
People had been disappearing from the Nameless Road. People coming and going was nothing new but this was about people disappearing against their will. And that was alarming. Sakuma had a hunch as to what it could be. When one of the ‘watchers’ came back to report, Sakuma made plans with Rude Boyz to move out and take care of things.
“Doubt has been kidnapping our people and is trying to sell them overseas. They have a boat in the port that is supposed to leave tonight. We’ll keep it from doing so. Our top priority is to get our people out. Do not resort to violence or get roped into fights unless strictly necessary.” Sakuma instructed. “Watch out for Kuryuu henchmen.”
It wasn’t anyone from Kuryuu who turned up on the boat, though.
Chaos was breaking out below deck but Sakuma had no time to spare for that. He and Shimekake saw themselves confronted on the main deck, by three other parties.
One of Doubt’s top brass stood there, armed and ready. Although he seemed a tad nervous, faced with two leaders of S.W.O.R.D. and the leader of the Mighty Warriors.
Iwamoto stood there alone, as always radiating an aura that told everyone that he alone was more than enough for whatever was going on. Sakuma sometimes admired that confidence.
The last group that had arrived at the ‘party’ had been two gentlemen dressed in classy white suits. They were none other than Miyadate (a.k.a. Date-sama), the leader of the White Rascals and his right hand man, Noeru. That the White Rascals had shown up did not come as a surprise. They had always feuded with Doubt.
Miyadate looked around. “Well, well, so many guests tonight. Looks like it will be one hell of a Party Time.” He moved towards Doubt but was blocked by Iwamoto.
“You’re not the only one who has beef here.”
“Get out of my way.”
Sakuma made a move and nodded his head towards Shimekake. “Go overboard if you must,” he instructed and then used some of the ropes hanging from the mast of the ship to swing over towards where the Doubt guy was trying to make an exit.
When he heard a loud splash, he wondered whether Shimekake had taken him literally - he could not see his friend nor the blond shock of hair that belonged to Noeru anymore - but hey whatever works. And Rude Boyz were known for being just a little reckless.
He landed in front of the escaping Doubt member and then kept him in check, asking a few questions along the way to get more intel on the whole operation.
Once he’d heard enough he was about to finish things off but then he had to dodge a swipe by a long leg and jumped up onto a crate to find Iwamoto had gotten in between them. Miyadate was not far behind but the White Rascals leader went straight to their common enemy, leaving Iwamoto and Sakuma to deal with each other.
“Your people are off the boat,” Iwamoto announced as he moved in for a punch, which Sakuma blocked. “So you can be at ease.”
“How do you know?” Sakuma narrowed his eyes.
“A bird told me,” Iwamoto moved his head to reveal an earpiece.
“You and your damn technology,” Sakuma made a face.
“It comes in handy.”
Suddenly Iwamoto shoved him roughly and Sakuma almost lost his balance. He went over the rail of the ship but managed to grab onto some ropes and chains and swing himself onto the pier. Iwamoto leapt after him, not needing any assistance with those long legs of his, and landed not too far behind him. Sakuma got no time to glare at the other as Iwamoto dragged him off.
Nobody seemed to notice in the chaos that was around them still.
Sakuma found himself shoved onto the backseat of a car that had been parked not too far away from the scene. The tinted windows did not allow for anyone to see inside and he heard the soft beep signalling that the locks were clicking shut.
He didn’t get much time to think about his situation because Iwamoto was over him the next moment and then the taller male crushed their lips together.
Once Iwamoto embraced him, Sakuma lost himself. The instant Iwamoto touched him, Sakuma’s body took control and he could no longer fight his urges or wants, which left him with no other option but to give in to them. He blamed it on the fact that it had been a long time since he’d last been with Iwamoto like this, since the other held him like this.
But he wasn’t the only one who felt that way. It was mutual.
A part of him complimented Iwamoto on still having the presence of mind to put on a condom before he pushed into Sakuma.
The orgasm that hit Sakuma was intense and he clawed at Iwamoto’s muscular back as the wave of pleasure rolled over him and swept away whatever restraint he might have still had.
Chest heaving, Sakuma’s mind finally started to clear again and he stared up at the ceiling of the car. He was also very aware of Iwamoto’s presence next to him.
“Crazy bastard.”
“I don’t want to be told that by you out of all people,” Iwamoto’s face appeared in his field of vision. “Besides, you only have yourself to blame.”
Sakuma laughed softly. “Ah, this is part of what we ‘agreed on’?”
“You bet.”
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(I tweaked Miyadate's position btw because uh "Party Time" XD)
For those not familiar with this AU, this is what it's based on:
Sakuma (Rude Boys): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vko97ItW7E8
Iwamoto (Mighty Warriors): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l5KBPvUbM8Q
Miyadate (White Rascals): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wom1pmcJgHo
“You’re on, but you better keep your word.”
“Don’t I always?” Sakuma smirked and then leap out of the bedroom window to disappear back into the early hours of the day, unseen, unheard.
He returned to the Nameless Road and climbed into his hammock for a few hours of sleep. It took awhile for him to fall asleep, though as he found himself contemplating his ‘current predicament’. Sakuma didn’t have a problem with being attracted to another guy. Here in the Nameless Road they could care less about gender.
It was the guy he had fallen for, who was the problem here.
If one looked at it objectively, they were two people who should never have felt any sort of attraction towards each other because they both stood for things that the other hated. They stood on opposite ends of the spectrum. And if that wasn’t enough, the Mighty Warriors weren’t even part of S.W.O.R.D and sometimes openly opposed one of the incumbent 5 groups.
Rude Boyz was no exception. Although at this point Sakuma noticed with a wry smile, he had probably met the other in a bed more often than in battle.
Sakuma eventually fell asleep and apparently people had let him sleep in because when he finally opened his eyes, it was already past noon.
The Nameless Road was bustling with activity but everything was normal, quiet.
“Hey Shime, nothing’s happened?” Sakuma greeted one of his fellow Rude Boyz when he came down to their base of operations.
“Nope. And well, we thought you deserved to get some more sleep once in a while. You’re always looking out for us, so let us sometimes look out for you, too,” Shimekaka replied. He shot Sakuma a meaningful glance and Sakuma caught a glimpse of something that was mostly obscured by Shimekake’s clothes.
Ah. Sakuma hadn’t been the only one who had been out at night.
Shimekake was his ‘partner in crime’ so to speak and the other’s situation might even be more complicated than his own. Sakuma felt bad for thinking about his situation as being complex and complicated now. It felt rude (pun unintended) to think so when faced with his long time friend.
“You should make sure to get some rest, too, okay?” He patted Shimekake on the back and then moved on to check on other people and other things.
Other things were also what kept him busy for a while.
People had been disappearing from the Nameless Road. People coming and going was nothing new but this was about people disappearing against their will. And that was alarming. Sakuma had a hunch as to what it could be. When one of the ‘watchers’ came back to report, Sakuma made plans with Rude Boyz to move out and take care of things.
“Doubt has been kidnapping our people and is trying to sell them overseas. They have a boat in the port that is supposed to leave tonight. We’ll keep it from doing so. Our top priority is to get our people out. Do not resort to violence or get roped into fights unless strictly necessary.” Sakuma instructed. “Watch out for Kuryuu henchmen.”
It wasn’t anyone from Kuryuu who turned up on the boat, though.
Chaos was breaking out below deck but Sakuma had no time to spare for that. He and Shimekake saw themselves confronted on the main deck, by three other parties.
One of Doubt’s top brass stood there, armed and ready. Although he seemed a tad nervous, faced with two leaders of S.W.O.R.D. and the leader of the Mighty Warriors.
Iwamoto stood there alone, as always radiating an aura that told everyone that he alone was more than enough for whatever was going on. Sakuma sometimes admired that confidence.
The last group that had arrived at the ‘party’ had been two gentlemen dressed in classy white suits. They were none other than Miyadate (a.k.a. Date-sama), the leader of the White Rascals and his right hand man, Noeru. That the White Rascals had shown up did not come as a surprise. They had always feuded with Doubt.
Miyadate looked around. “Well, well, so many guests tonight. Looks like it will be one hell of a Party Time.” He moved towards Doubt but was blocked by Iwamoto.
“You’re not the only one who has beef here.”
“Get out of my way.”
Sakuma made a move and nodded his head towards Shimekake. “Go overboard if you must,” he instructed and then used some of the ropes hanging from the mast of the ship to swing over towards where the Doubt guy was trying to make an exit.
When he heard a loud splash, he wondered whether Shimekake had taken him literally - he could not see his friend nor the blond shock of hair that belonged to Noeru anymore - but hey whatever works. And Rude Boyz were known for being just a little reckless.
He landed in front of the escaping Doubt member and then kept him in check, asking a few questions along the way to get more intel on the whole operation.
Once he’d heard enough he was about to finish things off but then he had to dodge a swipe by a long leg and jumped up onto a crate to find Iwamoto had gotten in between them. Miyadate was not far behind but the White Rascals leader went straight to their common enemy, leaving Iwamoto and Sakuma to deal with each other.
“Your people are off the boat,” Iwamoto announced as he moved in for a punch, which Sakuma blocked. “So you can be at ease.”
“How do you know?” Sakuma narrowed his eyes.
“A bird told me,” Iwamoto moved his head to reveal an earpiece.
“You and your damn technology,” Sakuma made a face.
“It comes in handy.”
Suddenly Iwamoto shoved him roughly and Sakuma almost lost his balance. He went over the rail of the ship but managed to grab onto some ropes and chains and swing himself onto the pier. Iwamoto leapt after him, not needing any assistance with those long legs of his, and landed not too far behind him. Sakuma got no time to glare at the other as Iwamoto dragged him off.
Nobody seemed to notice in the chaos that was around them still.
Sakuma found himself shoved onto the backseat of a car that had been parked not too far away from the scene. The tinted windows did not allow for anyone to see inside and he heard the soft beep signalling that the locks were clicking shut.
He didn’t get much time to think about his situation because Iwamoto was over him the next moment and then the taller male crushed their lips together.
Once Iwamoto embraced him, Sakuma lost himself. The instant Iwamoto touched him, Sakuma’s body took control and he could no longer fight his urges or wants, which left him with no other option but to give in to them. He blamed it on the fact that it had been a long time since he’d last been with Iwamoto like this, since the other held him like this.
But he wasn’t the only one who felt that way. It was mutual.
A part of him complimented Iwamoto on still having the presence of mind to put on a condom before he pushed into Sakuma.
The orgasm that hit Sakuma was intense and he clawed at Iwamoto’s muscular back as the wave of pleasure rolled over him and swept away whatever restraint he might have still had.
Chest heaving, Sakuma’s mind finally started to clear again and he stared up at the ceiling of the car. He was also very aware of Iwamoto’s presence next to him.
“Crazy bastard.”
“I don’t want to be told that by you out of all people,” Iwamoto’s face appeared in his field of vision. “Besides, you only have yourself to blame.”
Sakuma laughed softly. “Ah, this is part of what we ‘agreed on’?”
“You bet.”
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I love all the IwaSaku I'm getting from you lately <3 <3
But also I missed this AU! <3
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