Blissful Sin

**nvr-sht-nvr** · 03-07-2010 02:10 PM

Chapter 1

The evening was slowly coming to a close, night wanting to take over. The sun was dipping behind the city, giving the town a slight orange glow. The sky was a mix of many different hues. The colors blended together like that on a canvas, the orange, blue, pink, red and purple colors meshing together. The sidewalks were quickly filling up, most people leaving and going to work. However, a good majority liked to get out in the night life and spend time at clubs or at getting in trouble. It wasn’t uncommon to see unsightly people crowding the dark alleyways, mostly being drug dealers and prostitutes.
How had Hanaku found his way into this place? He wasn’t one for scenes such as these. He was the timid, quiet type who usually stayed mostly to himself. However, his ‘condition’ deceived him at times. He had merely read a street sign wrong on his way home, and accidentally stumbled upon the crude scene. He aimlessly walked the streets, searching for his way out, not knowing where to go.
His intentions were to go back from the way he came, but that soon came to a close as he found himself face to face with a gang of boys. They all varied in age compared to Hanaku being twenty-two. All of them were dressed in blue jeans and black tank tops, carrying many tattoos about their body. Most had long hair, but a couple had cropped cuts, making them seem a few years older than they actually were. Each one of them seemed to bear something similar, and that was the smirk the adorned all their faces.
One of the boy stepped forward, extending his hand and taking hold of the strands of red hair that flowed down Hanaku’s back. He pulled him into a dark alleyway and pushed him against the brick wall of a store.
“My my, look what we have here,” he said in a chuckle. “He sure is pretty.”
Hanaku’s eyes fell upon the boy, widening at the sound of his words. If you looked closely, the color of Hanaku’s right eye was off. It wasn’t the emerald green like that of the left, but rather, it was gray. This was his ‘condition.’ He was blind in his right eye, which was what got him into this trouble in the first place. He shuddered at all the looks these boys were giving him, wondering how to get free. He couldn’t believe he had stumbled upon this trouble of a gang. He was in awe.
The male turned Hanaku, making him face the wall. He slid a hand up his thigh, chuckling as he came to his rear. He gave a light squeeze before he slid his hand around to the front, feeling something that he shouldn’t. Hanaku struggled to get free, but the boy only tightened his hold upon him. He leaned in and licked the back of Hanaku’s neck as he slid his hand down the front of his pants, letting his hand enclose around his member.
“Ah..n-no!” Hanaku screamed, “L-let me go! Please! This is strange!”
The boy took no note of his pleading words as he stroked his member up and down, making it stand straight up after only a few moments.
“Haha, so sensitive. Is this your first time?” He asked as he licked the lobe of his ear, giving it a slight nibble afterwards. “Well, then. I’ll make this a great memory for you.”
Hanaku felt his pants slid down his legs to rest at his ankles along with his underwear. He felt his backside being brought out more and felt hands groping. He shook his head repeatedly, scared and desperate for help. One of the boys kept him from moving as the other came up behind him his member near his entrance, but before he could slid it in, a loud crash could be heard, which rang through the alleyway. The boys jumped and dropped Hanaku to the concrete streets as the ran fast, getting away.
The loud crash came from a man, who seemed to have knocked a trash can over farther down the alley. He was tall and slender, lean muscles showing through his black shirt. His hair was black as well, but the ends held a blue hue. Although he seemed to have a look of anger across his face, he was actually pretty good looking. His skin was clear and had a creamy complexion to it. His hair was rather long and choppy looking, occasionally getting in his face and blocking his view.
He stepped forward, his shoes thudding as they hit the concrete. Hanaku peered up, having more fright upon his face. He bit down on his lip and shook his head, his entire body shaking.
“P-please..d-don’t…leave me alone..”
The man ignored his pleas and heaved him up into his strong arms. He held him gently to his chest as he smiled.
“No worries..” the man said. “I won’t let them touch you..I’ll get you some clothes..alright..they ripped your pants..”
Hanaku looked upon this man’s face, speechless. He couldn’t get any words to form. He closed his eyes and rested his head against his shoulder, wondering if he had just been saved..saved by an angel.

Chapter 2

Chp 2
Hanaku woke to the sun hitting his face through the windows behind the bed. The rays had caught him, making him grow hot, waking him instantly. He had never been a heavy sleeper and could be woken by almost anything. He sat up, his crimson locks a little frizzy and sticking up in various places. Stretching out his muscles, he felt everything hit him from the night before. His feet hit the floor, standing up immediately, his eyes flashing from the bed to the clothes on his body. He wore a large, white shirt that almost swallowed him whole. On his lower body was a pair of gray shorts, or moreover, boxers, which fit loosely, almost falling of his waist.
This was certainly strange. He racked his brain, thinking of everything, but shuddered at that cruel scene that played over in his mind, but then, a sudden warmth washed over him. The man who had saved him..Had he bring him here? Was this his home..his clothes?
As the sun grew brighter behind the cream-colored curtains, the rays shot across the room to the partially open door. He moved to it, placing his delicate hand upon the cool door handle, pulling it open more. He stuck his head out, looking down both sides of the narrow hallway, wondering what to do. The aroma moving along the open space drew him from the room, the syrupy smell so alluring. The smell led him to an open room, a living room and kitchen both connected. A man could be seen at the counter, mixing something in a large bowl. He gasped slightly as the others eyes caught his own, feeling himself slink behind the wall of the hallway.
“Ah, good morning! I hope you slept well! I put you on some clothes of mine..I hope you don’t mind…I didn’t want you to have to sleep naked…it would have been rude of me not to offer clothes,” He said happily, his eyes looking to Hanaku peeping. “Oh, you don’t have to be scared. I won’t harm you. Come, come and have some pancakes.”
The boy hesitated a bit, his legs shaking a bit. He was scared. He didn’t even know this man, nor did the other know him. This was surely trouble, but, the smell was too much. The growling of his stomach wouldn’t allow him to go without food any longer. He shuffled to the counter, his eyes looking timidly to the man before him. He spoke softly, his voice so very quiet.
“T-thank you..for saving me…I will repay you..but..um..what is your name, sir?”
The male let his eyes look down to Hanaku, letting himself give a bright smile.
“My name is Malachai…Malachai Jacobs. And who might you be, red?”
A blush caught his cheeks at the slight nickname, mostly due to him knowing it was because of his hair. He swallowed hard, stuttering as he spoke.
“I..m-my name is..H-hanaku Mitsukai…”
“My my, how cute..I shall call you Hana-chan..if that is alright.”
The boy looked down, his hand rubbing his arm. He felt so funny inside, almost nervous, as if not knowing what else to say. Once again, this man had left him speechless. His eyes instantly followed the plate of syrupy pancakes that the man had placed upon the table, laying his hand over his tummy. A clank of a fork rang out as it hit the plate, the man placing it there.
“Eat, Hana-chan. I know you are hungry.”
As soon as he spoke those words, Hanaku obliged, sitting at the counter on a stool. He swung his slender legs back and forth, eating away at the breakfast before him. He smiled softly, unable to hold back. The flavor was exquisite and so much better than his cooking. He was so scatter-brained, he could barely cook an egg, much less a whole breakfast. He watched as Malachai sat a glass of orange juice before him, giving him a nod. He reached out his hand and took the glass, bringing it to his lips as his eyes watched the others. He wondered slightly about the other as he drank. Wondering if this was just the beginning of something new. Had someone been as kind enough to send him someone such as this? A kind being like this Malachai? Was it possible? Apparently, it was, and this wouldn’t be the last if the wonderful events. There would be more to come.

I AM SO SORRY FOR ANY DELAY!! I am super busy in school and such, which gives me limited writing time. I should I have chapters 3 through 6 up by the end of spring break. I am also at work on another story, which includes a bit more sexual scenes and situations. For this story, I didn't want to start out with sex right away. It didn't seem right to do that. I want to show the progress with Hanaku and how he slowly changes into a more strong individual along with the help of Malachai. Yes, there will be sexual scenes, so just bear with me.

For now, this story is on hiatus. I'm currently at work on my next story, and that is so overshadowing this. Gomenasai! But, I promise to get more of this up during the summer or something like that^^

**evangalene** · 03-07-2010 02:49 PM

awesome

great work ,
keep it up

**Sayaemogirl** · 03-07-2010 03:32 PM

Omg! That was great. Keep up tthe good work. Please write more, i wana know what else happens. =3

**nvr-sht-nvr** · 03-08-2010 07:00 PM

Thank you so much^^ I meant to reply earlier, but I forgot Dx I will most likely be posting a chapter a day until it is finished. I also have more stories for the long run, so please look for those as well.