A bit to agnsty for what I usually go for, but why not? This is Kaito x Yuuma, with some Yuuma x Gakupo. Will contain: Cross-dressing, prostitution, Meiko and Miku as pimps, drinking, suicidal thoughts, vomit, gay sex, rape, BDSM, possible masturbation, drug use (If chloroform counts) possible death, and nuts

Motherfucking Cowboy Bebop soundtrack up in this bitch

Yuuma drank for a reason, he drank alone, he was one who seemed happy when he wasn't angry on some days, and he seemed to have a smile on his face most of the times. Well, he only acted that way so no one would have to worry about him, he wasn't worth their trouble or rime. He drank alone, in his dark room, the TV was on so he would have some sort of noise, the light burning his blood shot eyes, but as he slipped deeper and deeper, he enjoyed the pain it brought him; he enjoyed the burning sensation in the back of his throat when he drank. He could only afford cheap booze, and he was ok with that, whatever could get him drunk. He chucked down the bottle, he never savored it, he didn't savor his bad habits, and he always regretted them but did it anyway. Like being installed, he wishes he was never created sometimes, he wishes he could just disappear. But he wished he never fell in love with Kaito. He snarled, he wished he never fell in love with him. Kaito never notices his love, Yuuma was his closest friend who didn't want to kill him, and he would be the one to save his ass when he was getting beaten up by Miku and Meiko. And what was all he got, nothing, besides that warm, creepy smile from Kaito, that while it made his heart melt, it killed Yuuma. Kaito was an asshole, he was with everyone else besides him, his brothers, Gakupo, and he even went after Haku despite her obvious rejection, almost like rape! Yuuma took another swig of the cheap bourbon he bought and growled; if Kaito won't notice, he'll make him notice.

Kaito looked over, he saw his sister Kaiko at the door, a nervous look on her face, chewing on her gloved finger, Kaito simply smiled that creepy, childlike smile. "What is it, Kaiko?" Kaito asked, Kaiko jumped a bit and pointed down the hallway.

"Someone is here to see you…" She said quietly, and the walked away, whimpering when sloppy footsteps were heard, Kaito opened his eyes and his smile vanished, instead of his sister he saw a pink haired man, slumped over, his eyes red as well as his cheeks, red from drinking and crying.

"Yuuma?" Kaito asked, sitting up from his bed, Yuuma let out a belch and he pointed at Kaito.

"You…" Yuuma snarled, he sounded like a wild animal and Kaito tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face, Yuuma lashed out, stumbling forward, getting him nowhere, he looked at Kaito, his eyes wide with anger. "Don't look at me like that you fucking asshole!" Yuuma yelled.

Kaito reached forwards, trying to grab Yuuma's shoulders to try to calm him down, but while Yuuma was still drunk like a motherfuck, he could still grab Kaito's shoulder and punch him in the stomach. Kaito gasped, saliva leaked from his mouth from the surprisingly strong punch , it knocked him off his feet for a moment. Yuuma retracted his fist and looked at Kaito as he slumped to the floor. Kaito gasped, and he looked up at Yuuma for a moment, shocked.

"After thinking, I'm not surprised you get your ass kicked as often as it does." Yuuma said, his voice slurred. "And all those times I saved you, what did you think of them?" Kaito got up, the shock in his eyes gone, he didn't answer his question. Yuuma snarled again and lashed out at Kaito, this time pinning him down on the bed. Kaito grunted, Yuuma lifted off him enough to look him in the face, his eyes red yet distant. "And all those times we were together, have you ever noticed?"

Kaito squirmed under Yuuma's grasp, which simply got stronger.

Yuuma dipped down, nuzzling Kaito's neck, something wet smeared on Kaito's cheek, tears, Yuuma was crying.

"Why? Why is it so hard to notice?" Yuuma growled, trying not to sob.

"Yuuma, you're drunk…" Kaito said, Yuuma growled again, drool leaked from his lips.

"I know, because of you, you fucking asshole." He muttered his breath against Kaito's skin made Kaito quiver. "It's bad enough, but I feel if I can have someone else, I would be happy for once, I can't even have that." Yuuma smiled sadly, lips brushing across the skin, "Can I?" He finished the sentence.

Kaito tilted his head, as if to look at Yuuma's face all though he couldn't see him, he wasn't smiling his face held no real expression, "Yuuma…" He muttered, he felt the grip on his hands loosen, this was a side of Kaito that literally no one else besides a few of his siblings saw, Kaito slipped his hands from Yuuma's and wrapped his arms around Yuuma's back. Yuuma let out a shaky breath at the sudden contact, Kaito felt even more tears slid from Yuuma's eyes and trickle down his neck. "I…" Yuuma lifted his head, looking at Kaito once more, his eyes glistened with tears.

"Yuuma…" Kaito whispered, and all of a sudden, pushed Yuuma off, Yuuma gasped as he felt Kaito push himself of the bed alone with Yuuma, who stumbled back a fell over due to his poor coordination, grunting as he fell on his butt. He looked up with heartbroken eyes, Kaito looked at him just the same and bowed his head, Yuuma, with much effort, pulled himself up, wobbling a bit, towards Kaito, and once he got close enough, fell forward, landing on Kaito and wrapped his arms around his waist to prevent both of them to fall over, Kaito stumbled back a bit. Yuuma's grip around his waist tight enough to squeeze the air from his lungs, his expression towards Yuuma surprised as he watched Yuuma's tears slide down his cheeks, his eyes narrow slit with his cheeks red, teeth bared and clenched shut.

"Kaito…" He whispered burying his face in Kaito's scarf, wiping his tears on it, Kaito would usually push someone away and try to kill him if they did, that, but no, he let it go, for a moment. "Why? Why?"

"Because, I can't" he muttered.

"You could." Yuuma lifted his face and looked at Kaito, the tears wiped away but his cheeks still red and puffy like his eyes, Yuuma looked in Kaito's deep blue eyes and leaned in, Kaito tried to resist, but Yuuma worked fast, sealing his lips with Kaito's, Kaito gasped in surprise, his eyes widened when Yuuma kissed him, he could taste the alcohol abuse on his lips. Kaito tried to pull back, but Yuuma wouldn't let him as he licked Kaito's lips with dripping wet tongue, drinking made Yuuma salivate more. Kaito closed his eyes, opening his mouth and grasped at Yuuma's shoulders, furrowing his eyebrows together and straightened himself out, pushing his tongue against Yuuma's, Yuuma made a small sound of need, his blush no longer from crying like a bitch and drinking like a fish. Yuuma finally got what he wanted, yet, he knew he didn't, kissing Kaito was one thing, he just wants Kaito to love him back, he'll have a feeling Kaito just thought he was being drunk. In all fairness he was, but the kiss was real, to him at least, that wasn't enough. Yuuma felt more tears roll from his eyes as his hands wandered up to Kaito's blue locks and ran his hands through them, feeling the silky hair run, slip and slide through his fingers. Yuuma choked, not a sob, he felt something, in his stomach, he parted, Kaito saw something wrong, Yuuma's face was now a sick shade of green, Yuuma's cheeks puffed out, a small gush was heard. Yuuma turned away as fast as he could a puked on Kaito's floor. Yuuma looked angrily at the yellowish liquid in shock, his eye twitched, and he unhooked himself from Kaito and ran away, tears dropped from his face.

Kaito sighed, looking at Yuuma's vomit and sighed, a few seconds later, Kaiko looked back in Kaito's room, and Kaito looked at her, his face angry. He was praying Kaiko wasn't eavesdropping, Kaiko gasped, emerging from the doorway, "I saw your visitor left," She said as she walked in Kaito's room, "He looked sad and-" She gasped when she saw the puddle of vomit on the floor, Kaiko looked back at him. Kaito gave a simple exclamation, "He was drunk; looking for someone to pester threw up and ran off." Kaito said his voice low and slightly disgusted, well, anyone would be if someone barfed on their floor.

"Oh," Kaiko gasped, "I'll clean it up." She said, running off to get cleaning supplied, and Kaito sighed, wondering if he should stop Kaiko from cleaning the vomit, after all, he might deserve it after all.