Overflow 2: A Gojo & Geto Tale

Chapter 59: So...Begin

"He's not here. This is what I want. Now hurry." She crosses her legs and waits.

Naoya looks down at me as our limbs are already intertwined on the rug. I hastily flip him over onto his stomach.

"I'll be quick." I whisper into his back letting my mouth kiss him for comfort.

Naoya nods with a sob and spreads his legs slowly. The muscles on his back twitch with held in cries and screams.

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"Well that was quite the spectacle." Naya stands over us. "I'll definitely tell Zenin how happy I was with the show." She straightens her top, brushes my hair out of my face, and leaves.

The clicking of the door results in me rolling off of Naoya and throwing up. It splatters on the wood along with Naoya's evidence that his body betrayed him.

I hate myself.
I fucking do.

I fight to prop myself up on my elbow but end up falling over onto my back crying. I can still feel our lips regretting every time they touched. Our hands branding each other's skin hoping the pain would keep us alert enough to survive this. Our orgasms that rendered both of us incompetent and lasted too long...

I can feel Naoya's body shake next to me.

"I didn't mean...to be...that rough..." I sob out while holding my face.

"You d...did what...ssshhe wanted." Naoya mumbles between gags as he folds himself into his knees.

We both lay naked on the rug crying until the room is filled with only sniffles and ragged breaths.

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"Yu?" Naoya rolls so he is facing me as we lay still on the beige rug.

"Yeah?"

"Don't break. Don't let them win." Naoya whispers across the distance.

"Have they made you do this before?" I search his eyes and tears well in mine when I notice all the marks on his body.

"No." Naoya's tears roll down his face and he lets them. "My father...is getting more...aggressive with every passing day. The things he does to you..."

"Stop." I harshly whisper as I sit up and find my clothing.

I place Naoya's clothes next to him gently knowing he is in pain. Pain I caused. I could say in my mind he deserved it, he deserved it for what he did to Gojo and Geto.

But... no one deserves what just happened.

I fix my kimono and my hair and as I look in the mirror I look the same as before...

I hesitate but then go back to Naoya and help him sit up and dress. I won't let myself hurt others to validate how I am feeling.

Which is nothing at the moment.

I want to go home...

I hear the door handle and my world collapses.

I am kneeling in front of Naoya who is seated on the couch as the door swings open and shuts.

"Mrs.Gojo said she was very pleased with our services." Zenin walks over slowly as I stand and face him.

I bow, not having any words to say.

"Naoya, you alright?" It's a question but it's laced with annoyance.

"Yes." He stands slowly while grunting.

I keep my eyes down. Red floods of embarrassment sweep my skin. I can feel the heat down to my toes.

"You can leave."

Naoya nods and makes his way to the door without looking back. It shuts.

Silence fills the room like the eye of the storm. It's muted words lie with the notion of patience or even satisfaction when all it is doing is ramping up for the true destruction.

Zenin closes our distance and grabs my jaw harshly.

"You don't seem to be on your best behavior today." He squeezes.

"I apologize. Sleepless nights have been taking a toll on me." I mumble out.

"I have those too. But you don't see me showing it now...do you?" Emerald eyes burn into mine.

Fire rises in my chest and I can't stop the words before they escape...

"You don't have to fuck in front of random people either now d..."

Pain.

I'm on the ground scrambling to get up before Zenin can make his way over. My legs shake and blood is in my mouth.

"Mind your tongue young man." Zenin grabs my kimono and grips it so hard my feet lift from the floor.

"Your own son!" I scream into his face.

He shows no remorse. No acknowledgment of what he has done to me or what he just let happen.

"Naoya has to find his spot in our world and work for it like anyone else. Mrs. Gojo requested you two and she got you two." Zenin shakes me before throwing me onto the couch.

My head hits the wooden arm rest and sends a shockwave through my body. My vision blurs while the room swirls around me leaving me clinging to the sofa for stability. I try to move my legs so they can meet the floor.

Get up. Get up. Get up.

"You look so helpless Yu. I expect next time when you show up to a meeting that you are well rested. Able to take orders better." Zenin squats down by my head.

His fingers run through my brown hair and all I can do is let my eyes close.

Play dead.

I wish I was sometimes.

I keep my breathing steady even as I feel his large hands roam down my neck and over my chest.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

His hands pause at my hips.

"please...don't."

I want to go home.

I want to go home.

Zenin's hands hesitate but then pull my brown kimono back across my skin and I feel him stand, turn, and leave the room.

My hands come up slowly and find my face.

I did this.
I did this to myself.
I can't do this anymore.

I fumble and find my phone in my pocket.

— I need help.

I hover over the send button. My lungs shake knowing how easy it would be to leave. Gojo would show up. He would take us to where they are...

I slowly delete each letter.

—No new information. No sightings. Still searching for two men they sent to Okinawa but they think they abandoned the mission.

-send-

I have to tell Utahime...