My First love (Seme Male Reader x Rock) {Nanbaka}

chapter 1

author's note: this story is a AU. it is not based in the world of Nanbaka. like all my other stories (except for S-class) you dont need to know the story line to read this. names are used to aid in picturing the characters and a little insight into their personality. that's it.

reader (aka Jack) pov

it didnt take more than a few rights to put him down. tsk....that's the last time he tries to steal cigarettes from me. "OH MY GOD CALL 911!!" some woman screamed. i sighed. i was cleaning the blood off my knuckles when i heard the sirens rounding the corner. i mean come on! he isn't dead! i used my bare hands for crying out loud. when the cars started pulling up, i took off running.

around some corners, over some fences, across some streets. i wasn't necessarily trying to escape them, just trying to say good bye to my boyfriend, samon, before i get locked up. ill admit i went a little over board. i was satisfied a few punches in. after that, i just had a field day with his face. stupid woman saw what was going on and called the police. guess its kinda hard to tell her to calm down when she sees a guy brutally punching another one in the face. especially since he was....well he sorta passed out in the middle too. just a little overboard. nothing to panic about.

damn. i need to lay off the cigarettes. at least for a little while. felt like i might pass out by the time i finally got to his apartment complex. i took a deep breath before just walking in. "what the hell are you--" i just shoved mitsuru, samon's older brother, out the way as i walked to his room. i opened the door. he was just laying on the bed in the far corner next to the window of the small room. he looked up at me. "jack? i was just about to call you and--" i just kissed him. i heard the shouts as the police busted into the little two bedroom apartment. shit. i thought i would have been just a little faster. damn those cigarettes. i felt hands on me, starting to pull me away. i was handcuffed. "i love you, samon, and dont let anyone tell you different," i said as i was dragged out the door.

the next few days were a blur. i was put into a paddy wagon and escorted through all types of police facilities. i just admitted to the crimes. that was the best way out of this. they took my finger prints, my mug shots. i even think they did a story on the news about it. 'local teen gets brutally beat up for attempting to pickpocket someone' was the headline. eh....guess that about sums it up. i was taking a shortcut through an alley when some little punk ran into me. he fell to the ground. i was a little peeved at the time. mitsuru keeps trying to get me put away for domestic violence cause he thinks im beating samon. im not. ill find the motherfucker who is though. go to jail for killing the bastard that touches my boyfriend. i sighed. after i caught the guy when he tried to run, guess i took out all my frustration on him. the judge was yelling at me. 'overboard' and 'nearly killed' being thrown about frequently. "look man. i dont have a sob story or anything to hide. all i can say is that the guy was in the wrong place, at the wrong time, doing the wrong thing, to the wrong person. ill admit i went a little overboard. ended up taking out some frustrations on the little bastard," i shrugged. the judge sighed.

before i knew it, i was being checked into the state prison. i was sentenced to three years for what the press call the most brutal case of aggravated assault this city has ever seen. lawyer said that the court went easy on me and only gave me three years.

prison was big as fuck. that's for sure. i can see how this was the state prison. i was led through in handcuffs. my finger prints taken again. let through a block labeled 'maximum security'. there was a bunch of guys staring me down as i was led to my cell, no doubt sizing me up. i work out religiously so that wont change. ill be able to take care of myself. i was led to a cell with an older guy siting on the bottom bunk. he stood up as i approached, revealing that he was about two inches taller than me. twice as wide. guy was huge and im not a little guy. 6'3", 180 lbs of pure muscles. biggest thing that stands out about my physique is my oddly big arms. i have a broad chest and big pecs but the arms were always too big to fit. he grinned, showing some upward facing long canines. he gave off a buff bearish feel. sorta intimidating for the normal guy. they uncuffed me and closed the cell. there was catcalls and whoops, some saying some interesting things. "you know he killed his last cellmate, right?!" yelled someone. i shrugged. i just walked past him and climbed in the top bunk. i could tell he was bothered by me not panicking at the sight of him. "what are you in here for?" grunted the guy, taking a seat on the bottom bunk. made the whole bed shift. "aggravated assault," i said. he chuckled. "raped someone?" he asked. "naw. i dont need to take someone. sex comes easy enough for me. beat the shit outta this guy for snatching my cigarettes," i said. he chuckled. "that little crime got you sent to max security? did you use a knife or bat or something?" he asked sarcastically. "nothing but mr right and mr left," i grinned. he laughed. "just cause you dont believe me, dont mean it aint true," i shrugged. "alright man. i guess we will see how much of a man you are when i get through with ya," he grunted, laying back on the bed. i sighed. of course i ended up with someone who wants to fight. "yeah. i guess we'll see," i said. "names inori, of course you will be callin me master soon enough," he said. "everyone calls me jack," i said.