Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Learning to Heal ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

There are limits to even a monk's control, and Chichiri found that he had reached his. He reached for the salve that Nyan-Nyan left on the bedside table. He swirled his fingers in the pot before adding one finger, then another to the bandit's ass. Tasuki hissed in discomfort, but made no other sounds of protest. He was fighting the urge to grunt in pain at the intrusion, afraid that Chichiri would want to stop. Yes, it hurt, but there was no way he wanted to stop. He knew that he was on the brink of having something that had been missing all his life, and wasn't about to give up now.

 

After sliding his fingers in and out a few times, the Wing seishi's body finally relaxed enough to accept the intrusion as comfortably as it could. Chichiri withdrew his fingers and coated himself liberally with the salve before positioning himself between the bandit's legs. He raised the slim hips to his lap, determined to make love to him face to face. Having his lover on his hands and knees would have been an easier position for him, but he knew that being taken from behind so soon after being raped would likely cause him to panic, and that was the last thing he wanted.

 

Tasuki wrapped his legs around the monk's waist to pull him closer, hoping that Chichiri would get the message, as he did not trust himself to speak at that moment.

 

Chichiri slid into him in one long, smooth stroke, his eyes never leaving Tasuki's. And then he was home. There had been a moment of deep and extreme terror and pain that had appeared in those amber eyes, but then it was gone, replaced by a dawning sense of pleasure, joy, trust, and love so great it eclipsed everything else for an instant.

 

And, for a brief moment that seemed to stretch out into eternity, the two minds became one and they saw each other as Suzaku had intended them to be. The cool, clean flow of Chichiri's soul washed through Tasuki and cleansed as it went. The two watched in wonder as the small, dying flame that was all that remained of Tasuki's soul was extinguished completely, and another, brighter and stronger took its place. The fire that was Tasuki blazed through Chichiri, purifying him and cleansing him of all the pain he kept inside for so long.

 

As their bodies' demands began to take over, the two were drawn away from that magical sight almost as quickly as they had been led to it. As Chichiri began to move in him, the pleasure began to take Tasuki over. The mage's cock kept hitting that same spot inside him that his fingers had brushed earlier, and the sensation was incredible. He didn't even realize that he was screaming out his pleasure.

 

For an instant, Chichiri had considered wrapping his hand around his lover's erection, but decided he wanted the bandit to come just from his being inside him. Conscious thought fled as Tasuki began to cry out. He answered both of their bodies' demands for completion by pounding the bandit harder and faster, until the younger man's climax washed over him. He arched and screamed Chichiri's name, shooting his seed over his chest.

 

The sight of his lover climaxing and the feel of his muscles spasming around his cock undid Chichiri. His orgasm blazed over him in a powerful rush.

 

When Chichiri could move again, he wrapped himself around the younger man, spooning him from behind. “I love you, Tasuki-kun.”

 

“I love ya too, Chiri. Now ya might as well go `ta sleep `cause I'm not gonna be able to function for hours, not after that!”

 

Chichiri chuckled and let himself begin to drift off, holding the other man close. The two had healed each other. Although their bodies had separated, they both knew that their hearts and souls never would, not in this lifetime nor in any other.

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This is not how Chichiri pictured waking up with his new lover. He had pictured awakening slowly, and making love again while the day was still fresh. Instead, he had opened his eyes and seen Tasuki resting on his elbow, staring down at him very strangely. He had continued to stare for going on a couple of minutes now. This really had to stop.

 

“Tasuki-kun.”

 

“Uh-huh.”

 

“Why are you staring at me like that, no da?”

 

“Ummm… Do ya feel any different?”

 

“Better than I've felt in a long time. Why?”

 

“Well, there's really no way to tell ya this, so…” Tasuki removed his hand from the place it came to rest during the night over Chichiri's heart, and he covered the monk's right eye. “Can you see me?”

 

Chichiri was getting slightly annoyed at having his morning plans thwarted. “Of course I can see you, no da! Why wouldn't I be able to-- Oh. Oh!!”

 

Tasuki couldn't help but laugh at the look on his friend's face. “So, does this mean ya won't wear that mask anymore? I never did much like that damn thing.”

 

“I wouldn't have worn it anyway. I don't have anything to hide anymore, thanks to you, no da.”

 

Tasuki blushed and didn't bother to hide it. Instead he leaned down to kiss the monk soundly. When he pulled away, his eyes were serious. “Is it over?”

 

Chichiri didn't have to ask what he meant. “Honestly, I don't think so. You'll probably have bad dreams for a while to come, and commonplace things might make you remember what happened to you and panic. But,” he added before Tasuki could begin to despair of ever completely healing, “you won't be alone. I'll always be right next to you whenever you need me, no da. And, if you ever need a demonstration of who you belong to now, I'll be happy to oblige, of course.”

 

Let it never be said that Tasuki of Mt. Reikaku ever missed a good opportunity. “Well, I could use some reminding right now, love…”

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Somewhere at the top of Mt. Taikyoku, Taiitsukun watched the two seishi in her mirror as they began their new life together. She knew that from this lifetime on, they would not be separated. She smiled to herself. `It's about time; they both deserve some happiness.'

 

Her reverie was interrupted by a high-pitched shriek. “Taiitsukuuuuun!!! What are you doing! Give them some privacy!”

 

Caught red-handed by a small army of protective Nyan-Nyans, Taiitsukun quickly waved the mirror to stillness. “I was just checking to make sure they were doing all right.”

 

“No you weren't, you were spying on them!”

 

“No I wasn't! I--”

 

“I'll bet she has a crush on Tasuki!”

 

“I most certainly do not--”

 

“Nope, she has a crush on Chichiri!”

 

“You're not even listening to me, are you???”

 

“Maybe if you let us fix your face, they'll be interested--”

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Back in Chichiri's room, the two seishi paused briefly in their lovemaking to wonder at the furious roar and sounds of explosions, before shrugging and returning their attentions to each other.

 

 

-the end-