Betrayed Hearts

"You know my kinks, Giyuu. But what are yours?" Sanemi said, he generally didn't know what Giyuu liked in bed. He never told Sanemi and his reaction was always the same. So he was curious. "You'll find out but this could be a hit." Giyuu said with a lewd face.

Sanemi smiled, After a while the car stopped and they both got out. Giyuu held the leash tightly and walked inside with Sanemi at his side. There were gasp and whispers when they entered. Sanemi had no idea who any of these people were, but he could tell they didn't like Giyuu because of their glares towards him. 

"Tomioka! How are you?" A man said coming up to Giyuu, Giyuu crossed his arms and stood there watching this man, he seemed annoyed. "I'm alright what do you want Uzui?" Giyuu asked. Sanemi scanned this man up and down. "Name is Uzui huh? he looks like an idiot." Sanemi thought to himself.

"So rude. You always come to these monthly meetings with something up your ass huh? Come on why don't you loosen up once in a while, chill, drink, talk with the people here. Maybe they hate you less." Uzui said chuckling a the last part. Sanemi glared, he didn't like this man being so comfortable with Giyuu. And it was noticed. "So who is this, and why is he on a leash that your holding?" Uzui asked pointing at Sanemi's hand.'

"This is Sanemi. He is my boyfriend. But also like a pet." Giyuu explained, Sanemi was happy hearing Giyuu call him his boyfriend. "So is he like a mafioso?" Uzui asked. "Not anymore, he left a few years ago, now he is a cop. But he is loyal to me. " Giyuu explained.  Sanemi was really like a dog in these moments hearing the way Giyuu talked about him, he was happy. So he clung to Giyuu side and Giyuu patted his head as Sanemi got closer to his skin.

"Well, then. You gonna start more fights this year?" Uzui asked smiling. "No, Sanemi is here to keep the weirdo's who can't keep their hands to themself." Giyuu explained, Sanemi pulled away from Giyuu a bit. "What happened last time?" Sanemi asked, Uzui raised his hand up to show he was answering. "Last time it got crazy. Giyuu was wearing something tight. A little something similar now." Uzui said pointing at Giyuu's clothes. "No, duh these are tight. They are my old clothes Sanemi kept. So they are all I have." Giyuu thought to himself.

"So this older creep, who is here today may I add. Comes up behind Giyuu and gropes him, and Giyuu is pissed. He turns around while we were walking out and punched him in the face knocking him to the floor, they started to yell at each other and the guy went off on him, that is also why Giyuu is hated here. The men don't like how much power he holds, and how he doesn't let any of them smash. The woman don't like him because of his looks. They are jealous." Uzui explained to Sanemi, Giyuu rolled his eyes hearing the story again.

"You never told me this happened?" Sanemi questioned Giyuu. "It wasn't important, Now I have you here to keep their hands off me. And if anyone touches you in a way I don't like, I'm killing them." The last part was serious, Sanemi smiled and kissed Giyuu's lip and Giyuu kissed back

"Yuck, now come one to the meeting hall before we get weird stares again." Uzui said motioning for them to move, Sanemi smiled and was guided by Giyuu with the leash. They went to their seats and Sanemi stood behind Giyuu's chair as he sat and Uzui sat next to him. "I could get you a chair, Sanemi?" Giyuu suggested, but Sanemi nodded his head no. "It is fine, I'm trying to keep an eye out for anything suspicious." Sanemi explained. "We are all mafioso's we are gonna look sus." Uzui said jokingly. "I mean suspicious when it comes to Giyuu." Sanemi corrected Uzui.

"Oh, you mean like a few certain perverts?" Uzui said pointing to a group coming in the room. "You see that group right there hits on Tomioka and makes inappropriate comments. The guy with the weird looking face is the one who messed with Giyuu last time. His face is like that because Giyuu messed it up with a blade." Uzui explained. Sanemi glared at them, and he realized they were coming over to them.