Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ A Dragon's Call ❯ The Game ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter Six : The Game

Sunlight filtered into the twins' room, showering the room with light. Jonathan lay in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. His mind played through the events of the previous night. It all seemed so unreal. What unnerved him the most, however, was the fact his brother was starting to remember. He'd never really believed Reykia or Anthony when they said he, and his brother, were reincarnations of some ancient Chinese warriors. Who would? The very thought was ludicrous.

But then his brother had summoned some unknown weapon to defend his brother. Jonathan s hook his head, the vision of those of those balls, what Reykia had called ryuuseisui, still in his mind. He looked over at his twin, watching him sleep.

He was easily the most precious thing in his life. Once again, he felt a tightening in his stomach and he groaned. Turning so he faced the wall, he closed his eyes. What were these feelings he had every time h e gazed at his brother? It was surely evil, these feelings.

'Maybe Father Lacroix will know. I know mother hates him, but he's a very wise man. He would know.'

Jonathan only thought of Father Damien Lacroix rarely. The man was almost invisible at times. He was the local church's only pastor. Rumor had it that he had studied with the Dahli Lama in Tibet and learned Buddhism as well. He was not your average Catholic priest that was for certain. Despite that, Jonathan found it easy to talk to him. It was almost like talking to an old friend.

Glancing at the clock, he cursed. They were going to be so late!

* * *

Staring at her sons before her, Rachel clenched her hand in anger. She was not going to let them go! "You are staying here, end of discussion!"

The twins looked at each other, rolling their eyes. They had already gone through this with her. Her courage seemed to have resurfaced during the night. She stared scathingly at Joshua, then Jonathan.

"I FORBID you to leave this house!!!" Rachel nearly screamed in frustration and hysteria.

"Mother, please. Don't make this difficult." Jonathan pleaded, keeping himself between his mother and his twin.

"No, Jonathan! You stop making this difficult! You will not go!!!"

"I'm sorry mother. But you're wrong. We are going, end of story." Jonathan growled, pushing past her as he led his brother to the door.

Rachel's eyes n arrowed hatefully, but she did not make a move to stop them. "Mark my words, Jonathan. You and Joshua will live to regret this day."

The game was in full swing, nearing the end of the fourth quarter.

Jonathan sat anxiously in the stands, watching his brother. True to his word, Nicholas had watched over Joshua. Not that he had needed it. He had intercepted every pass the other team threw, caught every single one the quarterback threw to him. The boy was like an angel on the field, darting everywhere. Despite that, the team was behind by two points.

Only ten seconds remained on the clock. On their last down, the San Marcos Wildcats had one chance to win. After conferring with their coach, Nicholas gave his players the game plan. He would pass the ball to Joshua, who would run like hell to the goal post. The job of everyone else was to keep the other team from finding out about Joshua. They would instigate a feint, and at the last minute Nicholas would throw the ball to Joshua.

The others agreed and they broke their huddle. Joshua rubbed his sweaty hands on his pants and took his position. The opposite team, the Killington Braves, had two members of the Seiryuu Seven as their teammates. Rafael Nanais and Sam Bastian were both front line receivers.

At the moment, Joshua stared back at Sam. His memories from his past life were slowly returning. He vaguely remembered the man before him. What he did remember was frightening. A large dog…no a wolf, with razor sharp fangs. It was enough to make the young man cringe. But something was different from his memories. There was a gentleness, a softness within Sam's eyes that belied the fierce creature he once was.

* * *

In the stands, Dirk watched the game as it played out. Their home team was winning only by a scant margin. His cold blue eyes took in the field, finally resting upon Rafael and Sam. The game itself was of no consequence to him. He cared not whether they won or lost. What was important was for the twins to regain their memories. This would be the perfect opportunity to do just that. He wordlessly stared at Sam and Rafael, giving them their orders. He had already spoken to them previously on what to do. Now was the time.

* * *

Sam lowered his head, his teeth clenching tightly. There was no way he was going through with this. Dirk was out of his mind. The boy could be seriously injured if they went along with his plan. He looked sideways at Rafael and saw the maniac glee in his eyes. Sam sighed, fidgeting in the lineup. He may not follow Dirk's orders, but Rafael sure as hell would.

No one had time for any more thoughts or concerns, as the referee blew the whistle to resume play. Nodding to his players, Nicholas started the countdown. "63….38….19….HUT!!!" He caught the ball and backed up, faking a throw towards Thompson.

* * *

Joshua ran as fast as his feet would carry him towards the goal post. He watched as Nicholas feinted, then let the ball loose. The oblong-shaped ball sailed over the heads of the combatants, seemingly on a one way destination, directly into Joshua's hands. He ran, outdistancing the other players quickly.

He ran, his eyes only seeing the goal before him. He moved like a hurricane, bypassing all the other players in his quest for the goal. His eyes widened, seeing the goal just a few feet away…

Behind him, Sam and Rafael followed. They had ignored the other players, keeping Joshua always within their sights. Ten feel from the goal, Sam cracked a smile. He stumbled, falling, leaving Rafael alone to carry out Dirk's orders.

Snarling at Sam, knowing the other boy had fallen deliberately, Rafael made a dash for Joshua. Just as Joshua made it to the goal, Rafael pounced. His arms outstretched, Rafael slammed into Joshua from behind. The pair fell onto the ground, the ball bouncing a few feet away.

Jonathan gave a cry, though it was drowned out by the sound of the cheering crowd as the announcer relayed the final score, the Wildcats winning by one point. Pushing the people in front of him out of his way, Jonathan ran down to the field, ignoring the security guards along the way. Running to his brother, he pushed Rafael away, cradling his twin to his chest.

Joshua looked up, frowning. Why was his brother here? Had he made it? Trying to move, he winced. His arm felt like it was broken. "Jon?"

"Hush. It'll be okay." Jonathan held his brother's arm in his hands gingerly. He tested it, breathing a sigh of relief when it wasn't broken, just sprained badly. He gazed into his brother's eyes, wanting to reassure him.

That was his first mistake. He hadn't realized just how blue his brother's eyes were. How sweet and innocent his twin was. He unconsciously licked his lips as he gazed at his brother.

Joshua too felt something strange within him as he looked at his brother. Unbidden, a blush spread over his cheeks. His twin was so close. If he just reached upwards a little, he'd be able to feel his brother's lips on his own…

Shaking his head, he blushed again and looked down. "I want to go home."

* * *

Entering their home, the twins stopped in their tracks, looking in the living room. Supporting his brother, Jonathan couldn't believe what he saw. All around them, candles were lit. Every available space held a flickering vanilla candle. All shapes and sizes decorated the room.

"It's…beautiful…" Joshua murmured, looking around him.

Jonathan swallowed, gazing at the look on his brother's face. "Not half as beautiful as you…" He stopped, flushing. He hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Really? Me?" Joshua looked to his brother for confirmation, and smiled when he saw it in his brother's eyes. He leaned forward, his body pressed up against his brother's. "You really think so, Aniki?"

"I…uh…yeah…"

"Evil Spawn of Satan!!"

Jonathan stumbled, falling onto his back as his mother attacked them. She bypassed the stunned Jonathan and fell against Joshua, a butcher knife held in her hand. She raised it high, intending to bury it deep within the younger twin's chest.

"NO!!!! Shunkaku!!!" Jonathan screamed, his hand unconsciously going to something that lay near him. It was a small wooden flute. It seemed to have a ghostly appearance to it, but nonetheless was solid. Raising it to his lips, he began to play.

An earth-shattering melody erupted from the small instrument, hitting Rachel from behind. She screamed, the knife falling to the floor harmlessly. It clattered and skidded across the floor out of reach.

Rachel fell to her knees, clutching her head in agony. The pain was so intense, so excruciating. She couldn't think, couldn't process anything.

"You will leave me and my brother alone. Never will you touch one of us. Am I clear, mother?!" Jonathan snarled, glaring hatefully at the woman that was his mother.

She merely nodded, then fell unconscious to the floor. Jonathan snorted, stepping over her and reaching for his brother's hand. Joshua grasped it, allowing his brother to help him to his feet.

"You remember…"

"Hai. I remember a lot of things, otouto." Jonathan purred, before his lips pressed against his brother's in their first kiss.

Joshua's eyes widened, but he didn't pull away. He didn't want to. His memories were telling him this was right. This was what he had always wanted. His brother so close, but he wanted him closer still…

Their mother forgotten, the twin's left the living room hand in hand.

* * *

They were finally alone.

Jonathan closed their bedroom door behind him, locking it. After all that had happened, they didn't need their mother barging in. He turned and caught his breath.

Joshua had taken no time to wait for his brother. He stood in the middle of the darkened room, naked. The muscles in his legs and arms bunched and moved as he strode to his twin. Jonathan stood, flabbergasted. Neither had realized just how long they had wanted this.

Without any hesitation, Jonathan placed his hand on his twin's naked chest. The pads of his fingers ran over the tight chest muscles, rubbing the quickly hardening nipples. Joshua moaned, biting his lip. His eyes were wide with suppressed desire.

Quirking a smile, Jonathan pushed his brother until he fell onto the bed behind him. He made quick work of his own clothing, joining his brother on the bed, nude. They looked at each other for what may have been hours. Quickly, Jonathan cradled Joshua's face between his hands and brought his lips to his twin's.

The kiss was soft and sweet and filled with love. Joshua moaned, wrapping his arms around Jonathan's neck. Jonathan broke away for a moment, and then darted forward to nibble on his brother's bottom lip.

Hands sliding from around his brother's neck, Joshua let them wander, running over the soft flesh of his twin's back. Breaking away from his brother, Jonathan let out a soft moan, arching his back. Joshua took the opportunity to recapture his love's mouth in a deep kiss.

Jonathan's mind reeled with the sensations. He had been taken too many times by Rachel to ever appreciate that position. But this…this was heaven. Never had he thought it could be like this; so beautiful. Breaking the kiss, he nibbled and bit his way down his twin's neck, to his chest. Tongue sliding out, it laved the delicate nubs. He licked each of the hardening nipples a few times. His teeth scraped against the flesh and Joshua's breath caught in his throat.

"Aniki…"

"Hush, Shun-chan. You've done so much for me. Let me give you something in return." Jonathan purred against his brother's chest. Joshua wriggled and moaned underneath his brother's questing hands.

Smiling, Jonathan replaced his mouth on his brother's nipples with his hands. Lips and tongue moving southward, he nibbled and bit his way towards his ultimate destination. His mother would no doubt see this as sinful, but he didn't care. If what she had been doing for years wasn't, how could this be?

He had done research on the matter, like he always did. Their lives were filled with pain enough. He didn't want to be the cause of any more pain for his brother. Reaching to the nightstand near the bed, he opened a drawer, removing the canister of Vaseline gel. Jonathan opened the canister, coating two of his fingers with the slimy substance.

Joshua watched his brother with hooded eyes. Unlike his brother, he had no idea about precautions and such. All that mattered to him was having his brother here, in his arms.

His eyes twinkling mischievously, Jonathan nibbled his way down his twin's body once more. Joshua moaned, his fingers clutching the sheets beneath him. Smiling, Jonathan's teeth nipped at his brother's thigh. Joshua squirmed, biting his lip.

Grinning, Jonathan loomed over his brother, his tongue darting forward. Joshua cried out, the wetness on the tip of his member intense. The elder twin smiled, before he engulfed and swallowed around his brother.

Joshua placed his fist in his mouth to muffle the scream that issued forth from his lips. His hips moved upwards unconsciously. Jonathan's tongue swirled around the length, his two greased fingers pressing against his twin's entrance. Joshua moaned, flinching from the invasive touch.

Sensing his brother's tenseness, Jonathan pulled his mouth away. Tongue slid out, laving his twin's painfully hard erection. Joshua moaned, arching forward to meet that hot mouth. Licking every inch of him, the elder twin once again engulfed his brother's hardened member into his mouth. At the same time that he did so, his coated fingers entered the tight hole. Joshua never noticed. His body arched upwards, his teeth biting into his hand as his scream issued forth. Jonathan wiggled his fingers a bit, and then began to thrust and stretch his brother. A new moan escaped the younger twin's lips. At first it was of discomfort, until Jonathan hit that one spot inside.

A third scream came from the younger one, his whole body arching off the bed. In one powerful thrust, he came into his brother's mouth hard, filling him. Jonathan lapped it up greedily, loving the taste of his brother's pleasure. He wanted to hear him scream like that again. Knowing that he could do this gave him a sense of power he had never had before. He loved it.

Pulling his fingers out, Jonathan smiled as his brother mewed in protest at the loss of his mouth and fingers. Smiling down at his twin's flushed face; he once again took the canister of gel in his hand. Instead of coating his fingers, however, he took a large handful of the gel and bit his lip as he wrapped his hand around his own leaking erection. Joshua watched, spellbound, as Jonathan began to touch himself, coating his erection in the slimy substance. A low moan fell from Joshua's lips at the same moment that Jonathan mewed in pleasure.

Satisfied that he was coated enough, Jonathan moved forward. Parting his brother's legs, he wrapped them around his waist and positioned himself at his brother's entrance. Joshua's head fell back, a low moan falling from his lips at the feel of his brother's erection at his hole. He pushed down, forcing the head inside him. Joshua cried out, his fingers tangling in the sheets.

Jonathan gasped at his brother's sudden move. He had to keep himself in control, so as not to thrust hard into him. He was so tight. So wonderfully tight. He groaned, slowly sliding inside to the hilt.

Closing his eyes, Jonathan leaned forward to capture his brother's lips in a kiss. Joshua returned it desperately, his legs wrapped tight around his twin's waist. Jonathan moaned into that hot mouth, his hips thrusting forward unconsciously. His mind was suddenly assaulted with an intense stab of pleasure. It was like nothing he'd ever experienced before in his life.

Crying out, Joshua's head fell back against the pillows. He bit his lip until it bleed, his body convulsing underneath his twin. His body went through a myriad of emotions. Surprise, shock, then pain. The pain of his virginity being taken shook his whole body. But then Jonathan began to move. The feeling of his brother inside him, then that one spot deep inside him being hit over and over sent the pain away. Bliss was the only thing he could think of to describe it. He arched his back, pressing himself firmer onto his brother. His mouth opened to scream, but nothing emerged. Fingernails scratched his twin's back, begging for completion.

Jonathan did scream then. His brother's muscles were squeezing his erection tightly, milking him for everything they could. Moaning, he once again captured his lover's lips in a passionate kiss. He gripped Joshua's weeping erection in his hand, pumping it to the rhythm of his body. He knew he was close to fulfillment…but was determined to wait for his brother to join him.

Joshua's mouth opened, his eyes wide as saucers. He began to shudder and thrash with reaction. His body convulsed, his scream forced from his mouth from the combined emotions of feeling his brother inside hima nd his member being over-stimulated. He came in one, long thrust. His limbs lost all feeling as he writhed underneath his twin, his seed coating both their stomachs.

Surprised at the suddenness of his brother's completion, Jonathan groaned, and then cried out as his own release hit him, his own seed filing his brother. He fell onto Joshua, every cell in his body exhausted from the intensity of their joining.

Joshua gave an "uhmpf" and prodded his brother in the ribs. The elder chuckled, moving to the side. Joshua mewed in protest as his brother sought to disentangle their bodies. Wrapping his arms around his twin's neck, Joshua moved closer, keeping his brother within him. Jonathan moaned at the movement, but quickly subsided. Pulling his lover closer, he nuzzled Joshua's neck. "Aishiteru, otouto."

Sighing happily, Joshua nuzzled back. "Hai. Aishiteru, zutto." His eyes closed, both falling asleep contentedly in each other's arms.