Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ In the Hour of Need ❯ Ch. 3 ( Chapter 2 )

Chichiri's eye widened as he saw the shock of his life when he opened the door to the hotel room. There, sprawled out on the bed was Tasuki. He was laying on his stomach with his arms and legs tied to the ends of the bed. He was gagged and naked. On top of him was a very gruff looking man who was currently pounding his cock into Tasuki's ass. Chichiri could see the tears flowing from Tasuki's eyes and heard the muffled screams from underneath the gag. It was obvious that the man fucking him had no concern for Tasuki because blood started to leak from the bandit. He was getting hurt. Chichiri couldn't do anything except stare.

Tasuki screamed through his gag as the man hit him hard. His fists clenched into balls and his palms turned white. It hurt so much. Not only the pain of being raped, but the fear for his sanity flashed through his thoughts. He wanted so desperately to have the man on top of him be the one he dreamed about. He imagine it being the blue-haired, lovable monk and not the gruff hairy man, and that seemed to lessen the pain quite a bit.

Suddenly Chichiri felt a blow to the head. Apparently the other guy saw him come in. Chichiri quickly took a battle pose and started chanting a spell. Both the men, including the one on Tasuki, were unable to move. Chichiri ran over to the man on Tasuki and pulled him off. He heard a sickening pop sound when he removed the man's member, and saw the blood seeping down Tasuki's legs.

Chichiri did another spell, and soon both men were gone from the room. Chichiri couldn't fix the damage that the men had inflicted on Tasuki, but he could at least try and help him recover. He quickly untied the bandit and removed the gag.

"Oh gods Chichiri….." was all Tasuki could say before he collapsed into the monk's lap. Chichiri grabbed the sheet from the bed and wrapped Tasuki in it. He held the man in his arms, fearful for the bandit, afraid that Tasuki would never be the same again.

Chichiri reached up and removed his mask. He was crying now. `How could I have let this happen no da?! This is all my fault. If I hadn't have left him, he still would be…..' his thoughts stopped there. Tasuki shifted. He opened his eyes and looked up at Chichiri.

"Chi…Chi….Chichiri…." He grabbed onto the monk and started sobbing. He buried his face into Chichiri's chest and wrapped his arms around his waist. Chichiri brought his arms up to hold the shaking man. Tasuki's frame shook from wave after wave of crying fits. The monk started stroking his back gently and whispered reassurances in his ear. Tasuki gripped his shirt tightly and twisted in his hands. Chichiri could feel the tears soak through his thin shirt.

Suddenly Tasuki stopped shaking. Chichiri sighed, `Must have fallen asleep again no da…. good. He needs his rest.' All he could do was hold the man he loved and keep him safe for now.

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The weeks past and neither of the men talked about the incident. Tasuki acted cheerful, but Chichiri could see right through him. He was good at hiding his own feelings from the world and could easily tell when someone else was. Tasuki was putting up a guise to hide the hurt and anguish that had grown inside of him.

Chichiri didn't know how to fix this. He wanted Tasuki back to normal. He wanted him to be happy for real. He wanted the man he loved back so that he could once again be happy too. Seeing Tasuki this way only made him feel sad. Something had to be done.

"Tasuki-kun no da…"

"What is it Chichiri?" Tasuki sat up from his lying down position on the grass. They had settled down for a break by a pond with trees and flowers and chirping birds. It was a serene place, very relaxing. Chichiri took off his mask and stared Tasuki straight in the eyes.

"Tasuki…. I know you're keeping it bottled up no da. The pain is written all over your face no da." The bandit stiffened and stared back at the monk. It wasn't so much of the pain of being raped that was bothering him, but the pain of Chichiri having to see it. He never wanted him to see anything like that. It hurt him the most.

"I ok, really. It's just that…." Tasuki trailed off and stared at the ground. He didn't want to look into that eye. It just made him hurt even more.

"Just what no da." Chichiri wanted to know. He wanted to do anything in his power to make the bandit feel better.

"Here's the thing," Tasuki looked and locked gazes with Chichiri, "I have this problem…. Actually, well I'm not sure how to say this…."

"Just spit it out no da!"

"….I'm in love…. And… and I don't know how to deal with it…. I mean I want to tell the guy… but I just don't…. I can't…. I could never tell him. Shit Chiri, I don't want to put this all on you, just forget I said anything…" Tasuki went to turn away, but stopped when Chichiri put a hand on his shoulder.

"Tasuki… Do you really love this person no da?" Tasuki nodded, "Then you should tell them. Not only will you feel better inside, but they might feel the same way no da." Chichiri's heart sank, thinking that Tasuki loved someone else. He had missed his chance to get the bandit for himself, and if Tasuki found happiness in this person, then he would be happy for him.

"You're right Chiri. I've been holding this in for way too fucking long." Tasuki straightened up and scooted closer to Chichiri. Without his mask t was obvious that he was blushing with the closeness of the other man. "Chichiri," Tasuki grabbed onto the monks hand, "I. Love. You."

~ The End

NOT!!! I'm sorry I promised this chapter would be a lemon, but I just had to drag the story out some more… I'm sooooo evil. Gomen to all you devoted readers, but I'll have the next chapter out soon, and it will be worth waiting for…. I promise ^_~ Please tell me what you think! THANKS!!!!!