Make a Wish Part 13
A Lovemode Fanfic

Katsuki's eyes shot open, intaking a sharp breath that was followed by a spasm of dulled pain in his side. He stared blankly at a white ceiling above him, before pushing himself up slowly. The hospital room around him only added to his confusion. Daylight shone through mostly closed curtains.

Beside his bed, a figure stirred in the chair and Amagai stared at him in surprise before a smile lit his features. "Hey, you're awake again!"

Katsuki blinked at him, trying to figure out how Amagai could be there. His thoughts couldn't seem to congeal past a simple, "Huh?"

"The doctor's said you were incoherent last time. But you seem awake now."

"Doctors?" He stared. "Incoherent? What's going on?"

"The doctors said you might not remember." Amagai's mouth settled into a grim line. "You remember the Christmas party, don't you? You used your spare key to Jin's room, at least that's what I'm guessing."

Somewhere between the Christmas Party and Jin's room, Katsuki realized at least part of what was wrong. Or maybe what was right. He was back in his own world. "I decided to crash there for the night." He confessed. He still couldn't figure out how he'd ended up in the hospital. A dull ache throbbed in his side and shoulder.

"Some nutcase decided to shoot up some of the downtown skyscrapers. You can imagine the panic it caused. I guess none of us had a merry Christmas...you scared the shit out of me, you know. I found you bleeding from the bullet wounds in Jin's room. It was the first place I looked when the front desk said they hadn't seen you leave."

"I got shot?" He glanced at his aching shoulder. He remembered the shooting in the other world, but no memory of bullets from this one. He turned back to Amagai. "On Christmas eve?"

"Y'know, I thought Jin was going to kill us all when he got back."

"Got back? Jin had to go to Sapporo, didn't he?"

"It's New Year's Day, Katsuki. Jin's been back in Tokyo for hours."

"New Year's..." Katsuki stared. "So I've been unconscious for the whole week?"

Had the whole experience been no more than a dream? But, no, it had all been too real. There was no way he could have dreamed it.

"Hey, you okay?" Amagai asked. "Let me go get the doctor." He stood to leave the room.

Remembering something, Katsuki looked up. "Amagai-sempai."

Amagai paused at the door. "Yes?"

"Did Jin leave a message for you the day he left? Saying you were responsible for me?"

Amagai's eyes narrowed slightly. "Where did you hear that?"

"Just tell me - did he?"

"I don't need Jin to tell me to look out for you. I've been doing it longer than he has." Amagai insisted.

"I don't need looking after." Katsuki told him.

"Most of the time, no." Amagai responded.

Given his current situation it was hard to argue with that. Instead Katsuki went back to the original subject. "You didn't answer my question."

"Why don't you ask Jin when he gets back?"

"Where is he? I thought you said he was back."

"He said something about taking care of a few things. He should be back soon."

"Fine, I'll talk to him then."

Amagai chuckled. "If you're provoking a fight with Jin when he gets back I definitely better get that doctor." Throwing him a grin he exited the room.

Katsuki wondered briefly about what had happened in the other world. Had it just been a random shooting as well? He knew it was no dream, not if Jin's message to Amagai in this world was also real. And he did intend to talk to Jin about it. He didn't need a caretaker, and Amagai didn't need the pressure of feeling responsible for him.

After a week under Aoe Shougo, however, he definitely had a better understanding of the man who was Jinnai Kuniaki. He wasn't sure he'd have lasted another day under the devil, and Jin had served him for years."

'...even if a client says they love you. You have to wonder. Could someone really love a whore? Won't they wake up one day and realize you aren't worth it?' Marudo's words haunted him, echoing in his head.

"Damn it, Jinnai." He whispered aloud. "If it takes the rest of my life, I'll prove to you you're worth it."

The doctors had removed the IVs, taken more blood than he thought was necessary, prodded his shoulder and side painfully, and announced he could be released...the next day. He was seething over the experience when Jin entered with a flat box that he all but dropped in his lap with an unceremonious, "Get dressed."

He then left before he could get a word in edgewise. When Katsuki opened the box, he found a tailored suit inside. The act was 25% sweet, 75% irritating, and 100% Jin.

He put on the damn suit. It was preferable to the stupid hospital gown, though just about anything was. It was a very nice suit, he was forced to admit. Not to mention if fit him perfectly, a fact he wasn't going to ask how Jin kept accomplishing. The only thing missing was shoes, which Jin brought with him when he reappeared. The shoes he'd worn the night of the party, which somehow matched the suit perfectly. Katsuki barely resisted the urge to smile.

"You've been released." Jin told him.

Katsuki had suspected that when he'd given him the suit. Still, he couldn't completely contain his curiosity. "How did you manage that?"

"What makes you think I did anything?" Jin leaned against the wall.

Katsuki glanced at him as he finished getting the shoes one. "The doctor said I wouldn't be released before tomorrow."

"That so? Huh. That's not what they told me." His lover's tone was smug.

Katsuki wondered how many lives he had threatened to obtain his early release. "I'll have to call a taxi. I don't think I can manage the walk home."

"No time to go home, we have a flight to catch." Jin replied.

Katsuki stared, caught off guard. "A flight." He repeated.

"Amagai packed a bag for you; the car's waiting."

Katsuki's lips formed into a thin line. "You shouldn't have bothered Amagai. He isn't my keeper."

Jin's face was impassive as he met his gaze. It was clear he knew the reference was to more than packing a bag. "No." He said slowly. "He's not."

"He doesn't need anyone to add to his worries."

"So don't add to them."

Perhaps he had a point. If he hadn't been moping over not spending Christmas together with Jin...

He nodded slowly. "I won't, if you won't."

It was obvious he wasn't pleased with the deal. It took him a moment to nod his acquiesce of the terms. Not pleased, but willing to compromise. He knew concessions were never easy for the host. And, perhaps now, he had an idea why. Life under Aoe Shougo had been nothing but concessions. Jin had spent years of his life enslaved to the whims of one who delighted in the pain and humiliation of others. Now that his life was his own again, it made sense he'd want things his way.

Luckily, though challenging each other was a natural part of their relationship, it was rare when they truly disagreed. Making the times he needed Jin to concede few and far between.

"We don't want to miss our flight." Jin pointed out.

Katsuki eyed him warily. "Where are we going?"

Jin only smirked. Katsuki debated about refusing to move until he told him. But he really had no desire to stay in the hospital any longer. And...he trusted Jin. If Jin wanted to take a plane somewhere, anywhere was fine with him. He headed for the door, not surprised when Jin fell in step slightly behind him. He was slightly surprised by the light touch of Jin's hand on the small of his back. But the touch was warm and oddly comforting, so he felt no need to say anything about the silent show of affection.

There was no chime from the wishing charm. But he didn't need one to know he was dreaming. He was sitting on the hospital bed, or rather his other self was. The other world's Jin was standing by the hospital bed, his arm wrapped and in a sling.

"I don't remember anything since Christmas Eve." His other self told his Jin.

"The doctor's said memory loss isn't uncommon with trauma." Jin replied. "Izumi's been filling you in?"

"On what he knows, yes. Naoya-kun has a grandfather. And it's someone even Aoe-sama doesn't want to cross. Amagai-sempai and Tomoki were captured, but someone rescued them. Did you know Aoe-sama shot Haruomi's shoulder?"

"I wasn't aware of it. Looks like a lot of our people are in the hospital right now."

"So who did rescue Amagai-sempai and Tomoki?"

"That would be Kiichi's ex-kitten. And you."

"Me?"

"You stole Izumi's phone, and you got some help from the stranger who helped you and Izumi when Izumi had his attack."

"Why would a stranger help save Amagai-sempai?"

"Because you offered him info on an old flame of his by the name of Akechi Imura."

"...would that be the man Akechi keeps a picture of in his room?"

"...since when have you ever been in Akechi's room?"

"For cards one night with Marudo and Izumi."

"Huh. Well, Akechi no longer has a room. The old flame you contacted bought him off of Shougo after helping Shirakawa rescue Seiichi and his boy."

"I'm surprised Aoe-sama was willing to deal with him after that."

"I don't think "willing" is the appropriate term. I'm figuring Souma wouldn't take no for an answer."

"Was he or Naoya-kun responsible-"

"For the shooting? Not likely Souma had what he wanted, and Shirakawa has too many friends at the B&B to want it shot up."

"So who did it?"

"We'll find out sooner or later."

"I wish I could remember."

"The doctors say it might come back with time."

"Did I miss anything else?"

"The shooting interrupted, so no."

"Interrupted what?" He looked up blankly.

Jin leaned in, his face inches from his. "Aoe-sama has decided you're boring."

"I'm boring?" He repeated, both confused and curious.

"And I can do to you whatever I want." His mouth captured his in a fierce kiss, hand trailing down his chest to brush against his groin. Katsuki gasped, and Jin pulled away. "Why don't you think about that? I'll see you when you're released."

As Jin headed for the door, he caught enough wit to protest. "When I'm released? That's in a week. That's not fair, Jinnai."

"No, it's not fair." Jin paused at the door. His tone made Katsuki pause, watching him. There was tension in his stance, and the thought came to him that the wait was no easier on Jin than him.

He felt a smile curve his lips. "Now that you've told me that, it's going to be hard to think of anything else, you know."

Jin's returning smirk was wicked. "Glad to hear it. I'll see you in a week."

He closed the door behind him, and Katsuki leaned back, letting his eyes slide close.

A slight jolt of air disturbance awakened him. Outside the airplane window it was dark, which surprised him. He couldn't have slept that long, could he?

"Awake now?" Jin asked from beside him. "If you go comatose again, Seiichi would blame me for taking you out of the hospital too soon, you know."

"I'm not going into a coma." He told him, nettled by the teasing. "Why is it so dark? What time is it?"

"Nighttime."

Katsuki resisted the urge to roll his eyes. As if he couldn't have guessed that much himself. Sometimes Jin was simply infuriating. He opened his mouth to ask another question, but Jin interrupted before he could.

"We'll be landing soon."

Something about the time was bothering him, but he couldn't quite place his finger on why. Apparently they already had reservations, considering the speed in which Jin obtained the keycard for their room. He didn't feel tired at all anymore. He wasn't sure whether to blame that on the nap he'd taken on the plane, or whatever time his internal clock was set to.

The room itself was large and richly decorated. He set the bag he'd insisted on carrying on the chair, taking in his surroundings. He didn't notice a clock, and turned to see Jin closing the nightstand drawer. He had the absurd notion he'd placed the clock in it, but shook it off. "Nice room." He offered.

"Not bad." Jin responded. He figured if Jin ever gave more praise than that he'd have the urge to check him for a fever anyway.

"You know, you still haven't told me why we're here." He commented.

"You preferred the hospital?"

"Of course not."

"Taken a sudden dislike for my company?"

Katsuki only rolled his eyes at the mocking words. Whatever his reasons, Jin was obviously not going to tell him just yet. He hear motion behind him, felt the heat from Jin's body a moment before his lips settled onto his neck. In truth, he wasn't the least bit surprised. If Jin hadn't intended to bed him, he wouldn't have taken him to a hotel room.

He let himself relax against the body behind him as Jin's lips moved along his neck, warm and unhurried. His shoulder and side still ached dully, and he let out a discontent sigh. "I don't know if I'm up for this." He admitted reluctantly.

Jin nuzzled the side of his neck his mouth had been exploring, circling his waist with one arm. "I'll be gentle." His voice was low. His lips ghosted over his ear before settling below it - tasting his skin.

Katsuki took in a deep breath, reaching back with his good arm to encircle Jin's neck. "You? Gentle?" He couldn't help but tease.

"Are you actually accusing me of being an unskilled lover?" If he wasn't mistaken, there was subtle tone of insult in the mocking words.

"I know you have a preference when it comes to me." He returned, fingers sifting through the hair at the nape of Jin's neck. He felt a light shudder, nearly imperceptible, run through the larger man.

"Your fault." Jin answered.

"My fault?" Katsuki turned his head to peer at his lover. "How so?"

Jin kissed him, hungrily but slowly. Tongue exploring in determined but gentle strokes. He pulled back, to nuzzle the side of his neck again. "You're the one who tempts and challenges me. How is it not your fault?"

Katsuki's lips curled into a smirk. "You're turned on by me telling you off? I think you have a complex."

Jin chuckled. "You're not going to make this easy, are you?"

"What sort of challenge would it be if I did?"

Jin turned him to face him, lips crashing fiercely over his, before changing to a slower pace that was no less passionate. When he drew back, Katsuki took in a shuddering breath. "You took off the sling." Jin noted.

Deciding not to call him on his timing, Katsuki only gave a one-shouldered shrug. "It was annoying."

"It's to protect your shoulder."

"I'm fine."

Without a warning he suddenly found himself lifted into Jin's arms. He couldn't even find the air to gasp in surprise. "Why were you in my room?"

The fact that he could actually make the leap in logic to know what he was talking about was probably proof that he was spending way too much time with Jin. "The B&B Christmas party had just ended." He used the fingers of his good hand to undo the top couple buttons of Jin's shirt with practiced ease.

"Too drunk to get back to your apartment?" The tone was teasing, but the question was honest. Jin set his knees down on the bed. Kneeling on it actually brought him even to the other man's height.

"No." He admitted slowly.

Jin said nothing as he pushed his jacket off his shoulders. Shrugging out of the one side was easy, but even though Jin helped him, the injured shoulder ached at the movement needed to get it off the other arm.

The pain must have showed on his face because Jin seemed to hesitate, folding the jacket in half before tossing it over the bottom railing of the bed. He reached out to stroke one hand through his hair. "I can make it good."

More than a promise, the words were an unvoiced offer. If he wanted him to, he'd stop. Reaching out with his good hand, Katsuki unbuttoned the rest of Jin's shirt before leaning closer to nuzzle his collar line and press his lips to the pulse point on his neck. He felt his heart speed up under his lips.

Jin pulled him back so he could kiss him again. A long, coaxing kiss that confessed his worries more neatly than words could. His hands untucked and unbuttoned Katsuki's shirt before breaking the kiss to pull it off of him and shrug out of his own. He hesitated a moment, eyeing the bandages covering his shoulder and lower chest. He traced the edge of it lightly with his finger first, then leaned down to follow the same path with his mouth.

Katsuki intook a shuddering breath, wrapping his good hand around Jin's shoulders, feeling the powerful flex of muscles beneath his palm. Jin grazed his teeth along the bandages denying him access to his lover's skin before capturing his uncovered nipple in his mouth, sucking. A cry escaped Katsuki's lips, and out of habit he tried to move the other arm to wrap around Jin. Pain laced the shoulder and he winced, immediately letting it fall to his side again. Jin drew back, reaching out a hand to press the bad arm to his side gently.

"Just lay back and enjoy tonight. Time enough to repay the favor later." Jin's smug tone seemed contradictory to the sweet words, and Katsuki could only chuckle over it.

Senses returned slowly. Katsuki lay on his side a moment more, catching his breath. "That was..." He couldn't even find a word for it.

A chuckle rumbled through Jin's chest and he sat up, leaning over him. Katsuki turned to face him, and Jin captured his lips in a kiss. Content rather than passionate.

A loud sound exploded overhead and Katsuki broke the kiss. "What was-?"

Jin smirked, and got off the bed, moving to open the windows. The explosions was accompanied by light this time. A colorful display that lit up the sky.

Turning to the bedside table, he opened it to find the clock was inside. Midnight, it read.

"Happy New Year." Jin murmured from the window.

A smile curved Katsuki's lips. "Hey, I though I was talking like I was your wife." He tossed Jin's words from the day he left at him.

"You were." Jin replied.

He had not, however, said he disliked it, or not to act that way, Katsuki realized. Shutting the drawer to the table he moved over to stand in front of the window. His lips still curved in a content smile. "Happy New Year."

Jin moved forward to kiss him again. The fireworks continued to light up the sky, silhouetting their frames against the glass.

Fini

Ever heard of the International Date Line? ~_^ Guess Katsuki and Jin get their holiday after all.

Happy ending, snow, and...well, I guess I never did get the pumpkin pie in. But if I'd admitted to fireworks you might all have guessed my plot.

Reviews will make my New Year!

Salmon