Keito  Okamoto

Yuto  Nakajima

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Note: First update 8 January 2013.

Edited 19 March 2013

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Why only reason

is

My only reason

Stand by me

The cold air escaping from the slightly open window woke me up from my slumber. I got up from the sofa and went to turn it off before the cold wind made me freeze to death. I turned on the heater and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already 10:00 p.m. I wondered when Keito would come back.

I paced the room nervously, looking at the clock on the wall. When will you come? If I don't see him today, I don't know when I'll see him again. My heart aches when I think about it. It must not be! Everything must not go wrong. I stopped my thoughts there and lay down on the sofa again.

The door to the room opened before I fell asleep again. Keito walked in carrying his favorite guitar, which was a sight I had become accustomed to. I looked at the clock on the wall again. It said 11:00 p.m. Keito put down his guitar and sat down next to me. “You're not sleeping yet, Yuto?

I'm sorry for making you wait again,” he said with his typical gentle smile.

I smiled tiredly. Even though I didn't do much today, I was more tired than usual. I looked at Keito's face. It had been 2 years since we moved into this apartment together. I feel like time has flown by so quickly. 3 years ago, the day we first met, was like a dream that just happened yesterday.

The day I met him sitting in the park with a small kitten, his smile was what impressed me on the first day we met. I never thought that a good start that day would end up like this.

“Yuto, is something wrong? What are you smiling about?” Keito's question snapped me out of my trance.

"No, I'm just happy to see you."

Keito frowned slightly, "Say something strange. We see each other every day, right?"

I smiled and mumbled softly. "Well, today might be the last day we'll see each other."

“What?” Keito asked. “What was the last day?”

"oh! No, I'm just saying that today is the last day of the sale." I replied nonchalantly, "Have you eaten anything yet, Keito? Do you want me to get you something to eat? Is it cold? How was your work today? Are you tired?” I asked out loud.

Keito smiled and shook his head slightly. “I don't mind anything. Today's work was fun,” he replied. He was a musician for a record label, so the money was definitely good. Keito held my hand before leaning down and kissing me gently. “I need to take a shower first. Go to sleep, good person. You look more tired than me,” he finished and walked away.

Now on the sofa, there was only me sitting alone.

I stood at the foot of the bed looking at Keito. His breathing was a faint, steady sound. He is fast asleep. I loved looking at his sleeping face because it was the only time I could look at him without my face turning red. I slowly took off my robe, then my shirt, my pants, and my underwear.

Until finally, only a naked body remained. The air in the room was warm even though it was cold outside. I slowly crawled on top of him and hugged him. I closed my eyes and absorbed his warmth. I want to hold him like this forever.

It wasn't long before Keito woke up. He wasn't shocked when he saw my naked body lying on top of him. He smiled faintly. I couldn't see it, but my senses told me Keito was smiling. He hugged me, and the warmth from his body made me feel the air. Inside the room, it immediately became cold.

“Is something wrong, Yuto?” he asked.

"No, I just want to hug you," I answered. Keto didn't ask any more questions. He is a kind person and indulges me in almost everything. Throughout our time together, I've only seen Keito get angry a few times, unlike me who always yells at him. It's kind of funny, I think, because every time I get mad at him is nonsense. It's all over. My embrace continued for a while before I pulled away.

I rose to a sitting position. You looked at him for a moment before placing both your hands on his chest. I caressed it gently. When I did this it made me feel so good. The muscles that could be felt through the thin pajamas made the anguish inside seem to erupt all the time. My longing increases little by little like the wind that slowly blows before increasing in strength with the strength of the storm.

I could feel Keito's breathing becoming ragged. He was mesmerized by the caress I was giving him, which made me caress him even more. I know what kind of touch Keito likes. Both the strokes of my hand and the force of each pressure point on his body. I knew exactly how to do it in order to arouse Keto's emotions the best.

The muscles beneath my touch began to tense. The arousing sensation made Keito moan slightly. He called my name sometimes in a soft voice but with a deep desire in his voice.

Another moment passed before Keito grabbed both of my hands, telling me to stop. It's probably enough to saturate the arousal. Keito ran his hands down my legs, across my hips, waist, and back. I leaned into him as he pulled hard. A small smile appeared on his face before it faded and took its place. The passionate kiss that Keito gave as a thank you.

I don't know how long we spent that night, but it was probably long enough to fulfill each other's needs. His love style was filled with a slowness that almost made me die. But under that slowness I could still feel the strong thrusts from him.

What a wonderful feeling. I indulged my desires and then we released our suffering together.

I woke up the next morning. Something tells me that today will be different. I looked to the other side of the empty bed. His hands smoothed over the smooth sheets as if no one had ever slept on them. The more I do this, the more I miss Yuuto. Where was he this morning?

I got up from the bed and looked at the clothes lying next to me. Yuuto probably prepared it for me. I don't know when I fell asleep. All I remember is Yuuto's body in my arms.

I took a quick shower and changed clothes as usual, then walked around the apartment. I felt it was a bit too open. Where is Yuto? His phone isn't here. His clothes aren't here. His bag isn't here. And he isn't here.

I wanted to collapse and cry when I realized what had happened, but I didn't have a single tear. I found myself angry at Yuto for doing this. I thought about yesterday about Yuto's strange words. Last day? Is that what he was trying to tell me?

The apartment door was opened with the spare key without permission from me, the room owner. I know of only one person besides the apartment owner who can do this. The man walked into the room and spoke to me.

“It's not safe for you anymore, Keto. A father comes to take his son home. The Kumaki Gang already knows about your child.”

I immediately understood what father meant and that was the reason why Yuuto wasn't here today. Once the matter has gotten to this point, I probably won't be able to do anything else. So I could only follow my father and get into the big car parked below to go back with him. I wonder where Yuto is now.

It's snowing today. Will he be cold? I promised him that this winter I would buy him a fur coat, but I haven't bought one for him yet. I haven't eaten anything this morning, which makes me feel a little hungry. Has Yuto eaten anything yet? I told him I would sing it as a Christmas present for him.

But it's not even Christmas yet and now he's away. And who will I sing to?

Day after day passed by, but those days did not dim my memories. Dad walked up and spoke to me on a cold Christmas Eve morning. It was only a few days after Yuuto's passing. Dad sat down next to me. There was a long silence before Father spoke. I know this must be very difficult for you.”

I think today would be the best time for you to get everything sorted out. I promise you that you will be fine.”

I gave my father a small smile. “I believe Father won't let me be,” and I believe he won't make me. I thought.

“I love you, Keito. If everything goes smoothly Send the news to Dad,” Dad said in a voice that held a hint of sadness.

Once again I felt like I was a bad child. His father's resolute Yakuza boss' demeanor now has no trace left at all. I knew I was his weakest point. Dad has lost many things because of me. But no matter what I was like, my father never lost his love for me.

I smiled at my father, which was the only thing I could do right now. “I promise, Father. Your father is the same. In this cold weather, Father, please take care of your health. Don't stay up late and go out at night again,” I told him, knowing that Dad couldn't do it. Most of Dad's work had to be done at night. But Dad smiled and nodded at me.

"I know Keto. I'll try."

My conversation with my father ended there. This short goodbye made me unable to help but feel frightened. I realized today how important my father is to me. I spent the day thinking about the decisions my father had made me and him do so that I could escape this vicious cycle.

Dad doesn't want me involved and this is the only way to make his wish come true. Is this the best thing for Dad? I thought about what I would get next and couldn't help but be afraid. What if it goes wrong? And I miss Yuto. If something goes wrong, what will happen to Yuto? Will he regret it?

I could only silently pray in my heart. Please let it go smoothly.

And then night moved on. Soon it will be Christmas. I still haven't forgotten the promise I made to Yuuto. I will sing it as a Christmas present for him. That night, I quietly left the house with my trusty guitar. I walked along the road amidst the cold air and the snow that had begun to fall until I reached my intended location.

I sat down on the first bench. I want to sing a song for Yuuto here. Where I first encountered Yuto three years ago, today the park had no life beyond the howling sound of the wind combined with the sight of the slowly falling snow. Big trees that sway with the wind And I'm about to sing

I took the guitar out of my bag and adjusted my sitting position to play music. I take off my gloves The coldness of the air made my hands numb. Fingers pressing down on each guitar string felt like a high-voltage electric shock at the fingertips. But that didn't make me lose my determination. I continued playing the guitar while singing softly to the wind around me. After a while my fingers stopped hurting because they were getting used to the air.

The sound of my shoes grinding on the pavement caused the sound of my guitar to stop. I looked at that person and just stared at him without saying anything since I already knew everything in my heart. Yuto sat down next to me and smiled. “Sing another song, Keto. I want to hear you sing.”

I smiled. If it went wrong, I probably wouldn't have the chance to do this again. Therefore, while there is still a chance, I would like to dedicate this song to him. A song that represents all my feelings

The slow, gentle sound of music drifts with the wind and the silence around you. And then I sang.....

Nothing’s impossible [

Having nothing at all is impossible]

Nothing’s unreachable [

Having nothing is something I never realized]

When I am weary  You make me stronger [

On the day I'm weak You make me stronger]

This love is beautiful so unforgettable [

Love is a beautiful thing I will never forget it]

I feel no winter cold [

I don't feel the cold winter anymore]

When were together  When were together [

On the day we were together On the day we were together]

Will you stand by me [

Will you stay by my side?]

Hold on and never let me go [

Hug me, don't let me go]

Will you stand by me [

Will you stay by my side?]

With you I know I belong [

With you, it's like I've found the right place for me, I know]

When the story gets told [

Because the whole story has already been told to me]

When day turns into night [

When night turns into night]

I look into your eyes [

I stare into your eyes]

I see my future now [

I see my future in it]

All the world and its wonder [

Including the whole world What a miracle.]

This love won’t fade away [

This love will never fade]

And through the hardest days [

Even if you have to go through the most difficult nights]

I’ll never question us [

I won't ask us questions]

You are the reason [

You are the reason.]

My only reason [

My only reason]

Will you stand by me [

Will you stay by my side?]

Hold on and never let me go [

Hug me, don't let me go]

Will you stand by me [

Will you stay by my side?]

With you I know I belong [

With you, it's like I've found the right place for me, I know]

When the story gets told [

Because the whole story has already been told to me]

I am blessed to find what I need [

I pray that you will find what I desire]

In a world losing hope [

In a world without hope]

You’re my only believe [

You're the only thing I believe in]

You make things right [

She always does the right thing]

Every time after time [

No matter how many times it passes]

Will you stand by me [

Will you stay by my side?]

Hold on and never let me go [

Hug me, don't let me go]

Will you stand by me [

Will you stay by my side?]

With love is a part of your life [

Because that love is a part of your life]

When the story gets told [

The whole story has been told to me.]

And then my music stopped I could hear church bells somewhere on the wind carrying prayers and Christmas carols. It's midnight and Christmas Day has arrived. I put down the guitar and turned to look at Yuuto, who was still smiling with the same bright smile. Neither he nor I said anything. For me, everything I wanted to say, I hoped he would understand through the song I gave him.

Maybe it was the cold or the nostalgia, I don't know, that made the two of us move closer to each other. I looked into his eyes. There was nothing but liveliness and brightness. Yuuto smiled, I smiled, and we shared a sweet kiss.

Amidst the howling sound of the late night wind I felt the warmth of the person in front of me and the sound of Christmas carols from somewhere far away.

Inside the warm embrace of the two of us I felt the cold metal surface touching my stomach along with the faint smell of gunpowder. I closed my eyes to prepare myself for what was about to happen. It's probably time.

And then the time came...

Bang!

The sound of a gunshot pierced through the quiet atmosphere and a burning sensation penetrated the skin of my abdomen. I pulled away from Yuto's embrace and looked at the blood flowing from the wound and the gun in his hand.

The bright spark in Yuuto's eyes had clearly dimmed. The wound was so painful that it made my muscles tense all over. I covered it with one hand as if it would ease the pain. Red blood gushed out into the palm of his hand.

Yuto put down his gun and pulled me into a hug. “Do you know, Keito, why I had to leave you that day? The boss gave me orders to finish the deal. And I think today is the perfect time to do that.”

I buried my face in Yuuto's shoulder, exhausted. The glow of the street lamps Did I just imagine that it was beginning to fade?

“I think Kenichi-san has already told you about this, Keito. I am a member of the Kumaki gang. I received an order to kill you. For 2 years, I have been following your every move. I know everything about you. You came here even though you knew who I was. Thank you very much, Keito. Thank you for forgiving me.”

I didn't even have the strength to utter Yuto's name. Before coming here, I had hoped that Yuuto would not mention that painful truth. But since he said it, I could only say one word: I'm never angry at him, I love him.

The sound of Christmas carols came again. It helps calm my mind. Today is the perfect time for him to really take action. Father himself said so.

“I'm sorry Keito for causing you pain but I had no choice. Promise you'll be fine. I'll be waiting for you, wherever you are. I will follow you. I love you, Keito. Don't be anything.”

Yuuto's voice sounded more and more distant. I looked up at the sky that was dark with clouds. Light snowflakes fell on my face and melted along with my tears. Everything seemed to stand still for an eternity. At that moment I thought of my father. Will everything that Father hopes come true?

Is everything that is going on wrong? Tears blurred my vision. And then the light finally went out.

Keito's funeral was held in a simple manner with many people in attendance. There was not a single tear from the father. No one came to cry in front of the corpse. There weren't even any friends of the deceased because no one dared to come. And soon the corpse was handled according to tradition.

Not long after, Nakajima Yuto was ordered to be collected by Okamoto Kenichi. His corpse disappeared without a trace. That's what most people perceive. But in reality, his corpse had not disappeared anywhere.

They're still out there somewhere. In this world

Three more winters have passed in a place half a world away from Japan.

The cold air escaping from the slightly open window woke him up from his slumber. He got up from the sofa and went to close it before the cold wind made him freeze to death. He turned on the heater and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already 9:00 p.m.

He wondered when his lover would return. He paced the room nervously, looking at the clock on the wall. When will you come? He stopped walking and lay down on the sofa again.

The door opened before he fell asleep again. A young man walked in carrying his favorite guitar, an image he had grown accustomed to. He looked at the clock on the wall again. It said 10 p.m. The young man put down his guitar and sat down next to him. “You're not sleeping yet, Yuuto.

I'm sorry to make you wait again. I bought you a shirt today,” Keito said with his typical gentle smile.

In the end There was nothing wrong with that day's plans.

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The song that our hero sings in this story

          Stand By Me – Shayne Ward

There was no reason for choosing this song. I just feel like it's good ^^