Fic: Faded Roses (3/?) (NC-17ish)

[saitaina]

Title: Faded Roses
Author: Saitaina
Word Count: 3,970 (this part)/16,351 (total)
Characters: Saguru Hakuba, Conan Edogowa, Kaito Kuroba, Mika Hakuba, Toichi Kuroba, male OC
Rating: NC-17ish
Warnings: Sex, crack, drama, angst, melodrama, teenage idiocy, violence, slight abuse, and INCEST
Disclaimer: Not mine, they belong to their original artist.
Summary: Toichi's just trying to be a normal seventeen year old thief, but when a one night stand comes with repercussions, he does what any good teenager does and flees the trouble.
Chapter Summary: Toichi and Conan have a bit of fun and Kaito discovers why aphrodisiacs are bad while Mika watches everyone.
Notes: Part of the "Hakuba-Kuroba Universe" (see: "Miraculous Conception", "Night Child" and "Little Conversations") , written by special request. ...it's a crack soap opera, don't blame me for it's contents. Also my editor wishes it to be known she had NOTHING to do with this project...which means all errors are mine. *grins*

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Chapter Three: Narcissist

"Chastity...the most unnatural of all the sexual perversions." -Aldous Huxley

"Harder," Toichi gasped, a groan spilling out of him as he reached over his head, gripping the shelf, panting as he tried to move against the man against him, wincing slightly as his bare back scratched a nail on the wall.

Conan groaned and leaned up, kissing Toichi hungrily as he pushed deeper into that ever so willing body, hissing as the boy tightened around him. He reached between them, stroking Toichi, growling as the teen started to make a soft, mewling noise, the sound causing Conan to thrust harder.

"Oh God..." Toichi squeezed his eyes shut, whimpering deeply as he came, his head falling back, hitting the bottom of the shelf.

Conan winced at the sound, tempted to stop and make sure his young lover was alright, but the movements of Toichi's body kept him from doing so, instead burying him under another layer of pleasure. It only took a few more thrusts before he came himself, clutching Toichi tightly, burring his face in Toichi's neck, blocking the scent of bleach and ammonia with the sweetly spicy scent of Toichi's skin.

Toichi held him close, smiling, wiggling his way back down the wall before drawing Conan into a kiss. "So good," he murmured, smiling, wincing as he put weight on his broken ankle. "Ow,"he cursed before yelping as he was lifted into the air by a now dressed Conan.

Conan shook his head at Toichi, carefully maneuvering them out of the janitorial closet, keeping an eye out for the teen's fathers or sister before darting back into Toichi's hospital room and laying the teen on the bed. "Next time, no closets."

"So there'll be a next time?" Toichi said with a grin, pulling Conan down for another kiss, pouting when someone cleared their throat behind them.

The pair turned, looking at Saguru, one annoyed and one slightly ashamed. "Please keep yourself off of my son," Saguru said coldly before smiling at Toichi and moving closer, kissing Toichi's cheek, offering him the stuffed teddy bear he had brought.

"Dad, I started it," Toichi said, only to be ignored by Saguru who fluffed his son's pillows.

"The doctor said you'd get to come home tonight, are you ready?" Saguru asked, smiling down at Toichi, brushing his fingers through the teen's hair.

"Almost, I just have a few more things to pack." Toichi said, yawning deeply.

"Why don't I finish that for you, sweetheart while you rest," Saguru said, kissing Toichi's cheek, watching as his son's eyes closed. He then reached out, snagging the back of Conan's shirt and pulling the other man from the room, kicking him out before returning to finish packing up Toichi's things.

--

"Welcome home!" Kaito said, spreading his arms wide, rose petals and cards flying out of his sleeves.

Toichi smiled in-spite of himself, leaning weakly on his crutches. "Thanks, dad." he said before yelping as he got swept up in a hug, crutches falling as his father swung him around. "Whoa, dad, down, please...ow...dad.."

"Sorry, sorry, just glad to have you home." Kaito whispered, brushing his lips over Toichi's temple, missing the shiver that went through his son's body. "Missed you so much. Wasn't the same without my little prince getting into everything."

"It's only been five days, dad." Toichi said, blushing brightly.

"Yes but that's five days and one heist without you!"

"You did a hei...er," he trailed off, shifting a look to his left where he knew Conan was standing.

Conan was standing there, his fingers in his ears, eyes closed, trying to pretend he wasn't hearing anything. Saguru was smirking at the other detective, quite elated he could handle this better then Conan could.

Toichi looked back at his father, hitting him lightly. "You pulled a heist without me, your partner?!" he hissed, before pouting at Kaito who shrugged, grinning.

"I couldn't send a retraction, last time that happened it bit me in the ass."

"I hate you so much right now." Toichi said, still pouting.

"Love you too, my little prince. Now why don't you head upstairs and rest. Your father and I have a surprise for you later."

"Alright," Toichi said and sent to move, only to fall over as he remembered his crutches were still across the room.

Kaito stifled a laugh, helping his son up before simply carrying him upstairs to his room, laying Toichi in the bed, bending down to brush a kiss over his nose before leaving the room. Toichi sighed, watching him go, curling with his pillow. "Fool," he muttered softly.

"Couldn't agree with you more."

Toichi jumped and turned, hitting his sister with the pillow. Mika giggled and snuggled up against her brother, holding him around the waist, her head resting on his chest. "Are you happy, Toichi?"

"Not a bit," he said, sighing, resting his hand on her pigtails, gently playing with them. "I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing, Mika-rin. I...I'm seventeen years old! I'm the third generation of Kaitou Kid, I am a freshman university student who is failing all of his courses because I have no idea what the hell they're talking about." He sighed, trailing off, brushing a hand over his head, a headache forming.

"You're right, Toichi, you are seventeen. You're a teenager , you're not supposed to have all the answers yet. That comes later. Hell, daddy and dad don't even have all the answers. Just...be who you are. A stubborn, snobby, genius who annoys the hell out of everyone but gets away with it because he's so damn cute."

Toichi was silent for a moment, rubbing his sister's back before smirking down at her. "I am cute aren't I?"

Mika groaned and weakly hit him, before smiling and snuggling up against her brother again. "You are, and you're damn lucky you are or else dad would have killed you ages ago."

Toichi laughed, kissing her ear. "What am I going to do, Mika-rin?"

"About what?"

"Conan and dad and father and...everything." He sighed, slumping a bit.

"Just...let things happen, Toichi. You can't choose how things will go and you'll just stress yourself out worrying about it. Just..." She trailed off, grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Just what?"

"Just don't fall in love with him. Uncle Conan I mean. He's not worth you."

"Mika..."

"I'm serious, Toichi. He's only using you and I don't want you to get hurt. Fuck him, date him, but don't fall in love."

Toichi frowned at his sister, wondering what was wrong with her before shrugging it off as one of the ten-year-old's oddities.

--

"I can't believe you thought taking him to a club would be a good idea!" Conan yelled, trying to be heard over the music.

Kaito shrugged, grinning, watching his social butterfly of a son as he flitted (well, limped) from table to table where his friends were, chatting with them all, his face shining brilliantly. "Why not, it's something he enjoys."

"I thought you said he wasn't allowed to go to them,"

"Not to pick up drunk, horny thirty year olds!"

"You're never going to let that go, are you?"

"Mm, nope! Come on, I want to dance."

Conan yelped as his hand was grabbed, pulling him away from his precious alcohol and onto the dance floor, Kaito's lithe body pressed up against his. He had to smile, wrapping his arms around Kaito, watching as his partner mouthed the words of the song, moving his body to the music, and rubbing his body against Conan's.

Toichi sat on Shuichi's lap, sipping a soda as he watched his father and...whatever Conan was to him on the dance floor, a hint of jealousy colouring his thoughts. He yelped as someone poked his side and turned, blinking at Renji who held up a small plastic bag of white tablets.

"Check this out," he said, shaking the bag to indicate what he meant. "The gods ambrosia, with this you can get any guy or girl in here."

Toichi's eyes widened and he snatched the bag, staring at it. "Renji! These are illegal!"

"Relax, Toich, they're not roofies, it's an aphrodisiac."

Toichi snorted, studying the pills. "Aphrodisiacs don't exist, they're myth."

"Not these," Akumi butted in, stirring her drink. "Idiot stole them from the lab, they're still in trial stages but they're the real deal. Pure sexual desire."

"And," Renji said, giving Akumi a dirty look. "They don't make you do anything you don't want to. They just increase your lust and desire, they don't force it."

"Really..." Toichi's eyes glanced at his father and Conan in spite of himself before glancing back at Renji. "How do they work?"

"Just dissolve them in a liquid and within half an hour your subject will be wet and begging."

"Gross!" Akumi said, smacking Renji. "A little decorum please!"

Toichi turned his attention back to the pills, the flashing lights colouring them shades of the rainbow as he studied them.

--

"You're like a snake!" Conan said, laughing as he sat down, grabbing the fresh daiquiri waiting for him, taking a long drink.

"I can't help it, I like to twine around things..." Kaito said, his face flushed from the dancing, grabbing his beer and gulping it, attempting to recover the fluids he lost. "Mm, I haven't been out in ages, I forgot how much fun it is to just...let loose."

Conan smiled, taking a smaller sip of his drink now that his thirst was quenched. "And I thought that's what you did as Kid."

"Tch, that's work." Kaito said, laughing. He gave a happy sigh, leaning on the table, resting his chin on his hand. He glanced around, spotting his son with a group of kids that Kaito knew went to university with Toichi, before turning his attention back to Conan. "So now that Toichi's home and safe...what are you going to do?"

"Hmm?"

"Well, you don't have to rescue him anymore, so what are you going to do to drag yourself out of your pitying depression?"

"Oh I didn't tell you? I was asked by the local force to help them with a problem they've been suffering, a pesky thief problem."

"Oh really?"

"Uh huh. I of course had to accept after I heard of what a nuicense this man is."

"Hmm, well here's to new jobs. Perhaps this time you'll catch him." Kaito said, raising his glass.

"Perhaps I will," Conan said with a smile, clinking it against Kaito's, watching him over their drinks.

Kaito smiled, sipping his beer, draining the last few droplets of it. "Come on, I want to dance again."

"Don't you ever get tired?!" Conan grumbled as he was dragged back out onto the dance floor.

Toichi sighed, stirring the ice in his soda, once more watching his father and Conan as their dances became more and more lewd, his father practically fucking Conan through his clothes. Forcing a smile he turned to his friends, slipping carefully out of Shuichi's lap. "I'm going to head home guys, I'm still a bit weak."

"Are you sure, Toich?" Akumi asked, looking concerned at her younger friend.

"I'm sure, I'll call you guys tomorrow." He grabbed his crutches, slowly limping his way to the door, cursing softly as his casted foot hit a chair. He sighed, leaning heavily on his crutches, fighting down the sudden urge to just break down and cry. He took a deep, shaky breath, shoving his emotions down under a wall, something he had been doing since Yuki first kidnapped him, before forcing himself to stiffen up and move forward, allowing himself only one last look at his father and Conan who were currently locked at the lips on the dance floor, apparently trying to suck the other's face off. He had to smile, though it was a weak, bitter thing.

"Have fun, dad." he whispered, hopping for the door again.

--

"So horny," Kaito groaned, hissing as Conan's hips pressed against his again, brushing him just right. He nuzzled Conan's lips before wrapping his mouth around the curve of Conan's neck and shoulder, sucking on the skin. His eyes raised up, scanning the distance between them and the door, before resting on a small figure, slowly making his way towards the door. "Toichi," he said, raising his head.

"Hmm?" Conan mumbled, head muzzy from Kaito's sucking. He turned, frowning. "Come on." He took Kaito's hand and pulled the smaller man through the crowd after Toichi, quickly catching up to the injured teenager. He let go of Kaito's hand, wrapping his arm around Toichi's waist, stilling the runaway, pulling Toichi back so he was leaning against Conan instead of putting weight on his ankle. "Where do you think you're going?" he whispered into Toichi's ear, resisting the impulse to lick the flesh.

"Home," Toichi said, leaning gratefully against Conan, his broken ankle killing him even more then his arm. "I'm tired,"

"Really?" Kaito asked from his other side, watching his son's face. "Or are you depressed?"

"Huh?" Toichi turned his head to look at his father, confused.

Kaito shook his head, smiling. "I didn't mean to hog your boyfriend."

"No, it's alright, I..." Toichi trailed off, watching his father stare at him. "Dad?"

"Kaito?" Conan asked, concerned.

"Let's...get out of here," Kaito said, turning away and heading for the door. Conan and Toichi looked at each other before shrugging, Conan scooping up Toichi to carry him out, following after the thief.

--

"You know, he hasn't stopped staring at you since we arrived," Conan said under his breath to Toichi, watching Kaito who was across the room, trying his best to look like he wasn't watching the pair.

"I've noticed," Toichi said, before standing and doing a weird hop and limp combo over to his father, kneeling in front of him. "Dad? Are you alright?"

Kaito nodded before shaking his head. "I feel a bit funny," he said, tilting his head and blinking at Toichi.

"Funny...how?" Toichi said slightly worriedly, wondering of Renji had been wrong about the tablets.

"Funny in ways that might loose me my family," Kaito said before surging forward, kissing Toichi.

Toichi let out a muffled sound of surprise, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling over Kaito's shoulder before giving the smallest of whimpers, his eyes fluttering closed. This...this had to be a dream, there was no way, that his father, his dear, sweet, annoyingly loving father was...oh dear, he had to learn that trick with his tounge.

Toichi was just about to open his mouth to the tempting tounge when he found himself suddenly without a partner, Kaito having vanished. He blinked, sitting up on his elbows, looking around before looking at Conan. "Uh...what happened?"

"Your father lost his mind and then went that way," Conan said, pointing towards the bathroom.

Toichi groaned and struggled to stand, giving Conan a dirty look since the detective didn't lift a finger to help him, before giving up and crawling to the bathroom, knocking on the door. "Dad?"

"Go away."

"Come on, dad, open the door."

"No habla Japanese."

"DAD!" Toichi gave the door a kick with his good foot. "Open this door!"

The door cracked open and Kaito peeked down at his son. "Why should I?"

"Because I'm not talking to a damn door." Toichi groaned, falling back, staring at the ceiling. "What's wrong NOW?"

"How could you even want to speak to me after what I did? I wouldn't be surprised if you ran back to your, ow what the hell?!" Kaito glared down at Toichi who had kicked the door, sending it into his father.

"You were starting to say stupid things, thought I should stop you and since I can't smack you..."

"Toichi!"

"What?" Toichi said innocently before forcing himself up into a sitting position. "Look, dad, stop beating yourself up, alright? It was a kiss...an amazing kiss, but just a kiss. Don't sweat it, it's not like we had sex." He sighed. "Not that I wouldn't mind," he muttered under his breath.

"What?"

"Nothing."

Kaito narrowed his eyes at his son, knowing that it was more then nothing but not bothering to push it, his mind too consumed with other thoughts. Mostly what Toichi would look like spread naked on the bed and begging. He promptly hit his head against the door for that, cursing whatever was wrong with him.

"Uh...dad?" Toichi questioned, concerned as he watched his dad randomly hit his head against the door. "You...okay?" Okay it was a stupid question but Toichi was rather surprised at the sight.

"M'fine," Kaito muttered, wincing as his head started to hurt.

"Liar," Toichi said, pushing his way up the wall. He took a deep breath, steeling himself before shoving the door open, sending it flying from his father's hand before grabbing Kaito's shirt, using the momentum he had, falling backwards to pull Kaito with him, pressing their lips together.

Conan leaned against the hallway entrance, watching the pair kiss, though kiss was too innocent a word for what their actions were descending into. He shifted, heat rising up his neck as he watched, mouth dry, wondering absently where he packed his video camera. Deciding it was time for an interruption, he cleared his throat, smiling as the two jerked apart. "I politely request that if you two have sex in my hallway, you at least invite me," he said dryly, watching as the pair blushed.

--

"Mm, is it morning?" Toichi mumbled, the blankets sliding from his head as he peered at the sunlight streaming through Conan's skylight.

"Somewhere about that," Conan said, smiling at his lover who groaned and buried his head back under the blankets. He lifted them, peering at the cocooned teen. "Good morning."

Toichi flipped him off before sliding back up the bed, reaching up to pull Conan in for a good morning kiss, breath be dammed. He pulled away after a moment, stretching. "Where'd dad run off to?"

"Home, sometime after you passed out in pain. He said he'd make your excuses to your father."

"Mm, good, no need to have a pissed off father to go home to." Toichi muttered, laying his head on Conan's chest. He then smirked, lifting the blanket before pouting. "You have pajama's on!"

"I don't generally sleep nude."

"You should," Toichi said, curling into Conan's body. "What time is it?"

Conan shifted, glancing at his alarm clock before wrapping an arm around Toichi. "Ten am."

Toichi groaned, grumbling under his breath. "Fuck. I have an eleven am lab."

"Lab?"

"Biochem, with the most annoying professor in the world."

"Bio...what are you studying?"

"Mainly, dramatic arts, but I do criminal justice and human sexuality with a historical bent."

Conan blinked at the teen, wondering whatever happened to the days of one main field of study like accounting or business management. "Do your parents know you're studying all that?"

"Of course, they encouraged me to limit myself to three topics, I was trying to take on five in the beginning. I dropped European religious studies and microchemistry."

"You...are a very scary boy."

Toichi raised up, pouting at Conan. "And why is that?"

"Because you are brilliant as well as gorgeous and that is a hard combination."

Toichi laughed, leaning down for a kiss before slipping from the bed, grabbing his crutches. "You're just jealous."

"Damn straight."

"Can I see you tonight?"

"Sorry, I have to work. Kid heist."

Toichi made an odd face before smiling at Conan. "Maybe we'll see each other then," he said, before hobbling his way from the room, making plans that his father...either of them, wouldn't like.

--

"No."

"Dad..."

"No, Toichi, you're injured."

"Come on, dad, it's nothing."

Kaito finished knotting his tie before suddenly turning, watching his son fall without the support of his crutches. "No."

"That was a cheap shot!"

"And so is tonight. How are you going to pull a heist, hobbling along? Your uncle would catch you in a second, let alone your father or Conan-kun. Not to mention it would be practically waving a sign of your head of who you are. You're not doing it."

"But..."

"But nothing." Kaito sighed, raising gloved hands to his son's cheek. "I know, you want to go out there tonight, but you need to let me do this one. When your ankle is healed, I promise, you'll be the first one out."

"I want to see him, tonight. I want to show him what I can do." Toichi whispered, lowering his head.

Kaito smiled, kissing Toichi's forehead. "And when you're healed you'll give him a show to remember, but not tonight." He pulled his son close, hugging him. "Come with me, you can watch from the rafters."

"Yeah right, probably won't let me up there."

"I will, if you promise not to do anything stupid."

Toichi sighed. "Fine," he whispered, before pulling away from Kaito and going upstairs to dress in his 'stage blacks'.

--

Toichi discovered a problem, midway through the beginning of the heist. Between Conan and his father, it was rather tough to keep track of what was going on, too distracted by staring. Which was why, when someone sneaked up behind him, he almost ended up a piece of the metal sculpture below, only an arm around his waist keeping him from plummeting.

Mika giggled, sitting next to her brother, offering him some popcorn that one of the Kid fan clubs out front had been selling to raise money for their activities, such as traveling to all the public heists. Toichi smiled at the sketch on the front of the bag, taking a handful, waiting for his father to run past to drop some on his head, popping the rest of the sweet caramel corn into his mouth.

"Enjoying yourself?" Mika asked, inspecting a piece before popping it into her mouth, her clear retainer dangling from her fingers as she ate.

Toichi nodded, dropping another piece of popcorn, this time on his other father, smirking as the thief looked up, frowning. Toichi waved before snagging a second handful of popcorn, refraining from pegging his uncle and Conan as he nibbled on the pieces. "Not as fun as it would be in the middle of the chase, but at least I get a bird's eye view."

"Mm, and a nice view it is." Mika said, before promptly dropping sticky caramel corn on Conan, giggling. "You didn't come home last night?"

Toichi glanced at her, raising an eyebrow before returning to watching the action below. "Are you going to scold me?"

"No, just commenting. I waited up for you. Daddy came home and promptly ambushed dad."

"So didn't need to know that."

"Neither did I. He seemed rather...worked up." Mika peered at Toichi, as if he had something to do with it.

"Nothing you need to worry about, Mika-rin. Trust me."

"So you didn't leave the hickey on daddy's neck? Did Conan?"

Toichi's head snapped around. "He had a hickey?"

Mika nodded, sucking on a piece of caramel corn, staring down at the mess below. "Rather medium sized, a deep red, slowly turning purple. You would still see it if you get close to him, he's using the wrong colour foundation."

Toichi turned his head back down, blinking at the crowd, watching as his father taunted Conan. "Did dad notice it?"

"Didn't seem to, but this is dad. Just because he doesn't say something, doesn't mean he doesn't see it."

"Shit."

Mika kicked her feet, saying nothing, watching the heist below, knowing she wouldn't get any answers out of Toichi, no matter how much she craved them. But for now, she was content to sit and watch, waiting for another piece of the puzzle to reveal itself.

TBC


Also as a PS: MW15 un-edited

Comments

[goldfishlover73.livejournal.com]

...
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ah...
your stories...leave me speachless...
okay let me get this straight...
kaito is married to saguru, messing around with Conan and has a thing for his son.
Thats like...the oedipus and electra complex forged into some strange demented being...
O.o
So kaito's doing all that while conan is going after both father and son.
Saguru is 'oblivious' to it all or at least not saying anything.
and Mika is all right with it all?
this is one disfunctional family.

[saitaina]

Laying it all out:

Kaito is in love with and married to Saguru, he's got a thing for Conan and Toichi.
Toichi has a thing for Kaito and Conan and is in love with one of them.
Conan has a thing for father and son
(there's a reason for this chapter's title)

What Saguru does or doesn't know comes up later.

Mika is NOT okay with any of it, but she supports her brother fully in all thing and is taking a wait and see approch (though she's going to nail Conan somewere painful if he hurts Toichi)

hehe, I stayed up just to get your review, they always make me smile (You have a reply pm at FF.N BTW)