Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Wonderment ❯ Wonderment ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Two best friends go out for a night of drinking and carousing, but what happens when they drink too much and have to get a room for the night?

Anime/Manga: Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.05.2006 | Updated On: 11.05.2006 | Pages: 16 | Words: 23.3K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed

Wonderment

Disclaimer: I, the above-signed author, do not take any credit for any licensed characters found here within. I do, however, take credit for the plot, dialogue, and actions of said characters. Please do not mimic or otherwise copy this work in any way, shape, or fashion without due credit. Any similarities to other works is (highly unlikely, but could happen) purely coincidental.

Warnings: Tasuki language, bad humor, drunkenness, naked bishies, lemons, alternate pairing. Read at your own discretion; authors are not responsible for your state of mind after reading this work of fanfiction. Flames will be use to toast marshmallows while honest concrit will be taken into consideration.

Author's Notes: This was a fun bit to write. I think things turned out very close to canon characterizations of our lovely bishies. It took a while to get things completed, but I finally got it done. ^-^ I hope everyone here likes reading it as much as I did writing it.

Rating: Hentai- NC-17

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Tasuki sat down against a tree in the imperial courtyard, gazing up at the passing clouds while pondering life in general.

Tamahome had been wandering the gardens. The Sakura trees were in full bloom and a warm breeze had made the day extremely pleasant. He spotted a bit of bright red amidst the pink and grinned, guess he wasn't the only one out enjoying the day.

Tasuki sighed and scooted down further, intending to lay back and relax when he heard footsteps and turned to see who had come but couldn't for the flowers blocking his view. He shrugged and settled back.

"You look so pretty with flowers in your hair." Tamahome leaned over Tasuki, smirking at the reclining bandit. "We should get you a dress to match."

He cracked open an eye, glaring up at that satisfied smirk. "Only if'n ya wear one that I pick out, Tama-chan."

Tamahome reached out and poked him in the head. "You wouldn't. Your overblown manliness is all you got going for you." The smirk hadn't disappeared but grown bigger.

Tasuki growled and sat up. Letting Tamahome stand over him was probably not the best way to intimidate him. "I'm comfortable in my manhood, thanks very much, aho. Bet ya'd look down right adorable inna dress, though. I'd pay t'see that." He laughed, lightly socking Tamahome in the shoulder.

Tamahome laughed. He loved getting Tasuki to growl at him. "Ha! You don't have enough money to get me into one." He straightened up and towered over the siting Tasuki. "You apparently wouldn't mind though. Not the kind of response I expected to hear from a bandit."

Tasuki growled again, getting to his feet as well. "What? I c'n appreciate a female form, an' Tama, yer as girlie as they come." He stuck his tongue out at Tamahome, a spark of deviltry lighting his eyes.

Tama looked down at himself, "Girlie huh?" The grin wouldn't go away. Tama grabbed Tasuki and lifted him wedding style, running over to the small lake in the center on the garden. "We'll see who's girlie now!"

Tasuki screamed and latched on to Tama's neck, squeezing tight and refusing to let go. "GAH! Tama, y'aho! Put me down an' not in th'water neither!"

"Oh, what was that? I couldn't hear you with all this.... flowing hair and these large girlie breasts." He held out his arms away from his body, trying to scare Tasuki a bit.

Tasuki yelped again and wound his arms around Tama tighter, snuggling his face against the hollow of Tamahome's shoulder. "T-Tama... p-please..."

Tamahome froze for a moment, the words coming to him completely out of context. He brought his arms back in and set Tasuki on the ground. "Sorry, you're just too easy to scare." He brushed away the previous thoughts and grinned.

He stepped back quickly and blushed, "I'm not that easy t'scare, ya just... well, ya know I hate water!"

Tamahome folded his arms victoriously and strolled off into the gardens. "Easier than my little sister." he called back to Tasuki.

Tasuki growled again and leapt at Tamahome's retreating back. "Not fair!"

Tamahome was expecting the tackle, in fact was wondering what was taking him so long. When he heard Tasuki shout and the sound of footsteps running towards him, he ducked and helped Tasuki flip himself into the cherry trees. He walked up to Tasuki clapping the dust off his hands and grinned.

Tasuki blinked in surprise then frowned, pouting cutely. "Yer no fun. Ya don't wrestle with me no more." He turned his head and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Hmm?" Tamahome raised his eyebrows and opened one eye to look down at the pouting Tasuki. "I would wrestle with you if you gave me a fight." He reached out a hand to help his fellow seishi up.

Tasuki bit back a grin as he latched onto Tamahome's wrist, pulling him down to the grass with a laugh. "Oh, I c'n give ya a challenge, Tama-chan." He rolled over, coming to rest on Tamahome's belly. He sat up with a triumphant smirk, bouncing lightly on Tama's belly. "Ha! What do ya think of that?!"

"You're making me sick." Tama smirked. It had been a while since they'd wrestled with each other. He leaned forward into Tasuki and pushed his shoulders down, switching their positions and pinning him to the ground. "Taking advantage of my kindness is just a low trick." He was absolutely beaming, "This isn't a fight."

Tasuki smirked up at Tamahome, pushing against the ground with one foot and rolling them again. "It's always a challenge a'tween us, Tama-chan. Anythin' goes, you know that. Always has." He bounced again from his position on Tama's belly, a wide grin splitting his lips.

"Stop calling me Tama-chan!" He reverted back to his first complaint between the two of them, vaguely aware of a feeling blooming low in his belly. He grabbed at Tasuki's face and rolled them again. This time he put a knee to either side of Tasuki's hips and mocked his previous victory. He laughed; a light sound that filled the courtyard.

Tasuki stuck his tongue out. "Aw, poor Tama-chan." With his face in Tamahome's grasp, he couldn't turn away to hide the beginnings of a blush that was working itself into his cheeks due to their new position.

"What was that? Poor Me? I'm not the one being pinned down." He made Tasuki frown, then pushed his lips into a fishy face. He saw a tinge of color creep into Tasuki's cheeks and wondered if he was actually hurting him or not.

In retaliation, Tasuki moved his hands to either of Tamahome's sides and dug his fingers in to tickle.

"AHHgHHAHHHAHAAA" Tamahome was extremely weak to tickling. "Ta...tt...HAHAH, No TASUki...AGHHHAHAHAH OW StoP!!" He refused to let go of the other man's face. That would give him absolutely no upper hand in this tussle. Instead, he just begged for Tasuki to stop. Tears beginning to well up in his eyes.

Tasuki grinned through the strange faces Tamahome was arranging his face into. His feet working once more to push them over again. He lay between Tama's legs, a darker blush working over his cheeks.

Finally letting go of Tasuki's face, Tamahome was full on crying through his laughter. "Ow Tasuki... Stop! Stop!" He spurted between fits of laughter. He was squirming as best he could to get released from the tickle attack, his fists playfully pushing at Tasuki's chest.

Tasuki's hands stilled, looking down at Tamahome in shock for a moment before moving away. "A-ah... s-sorry, Tamahome." A flush darkened his face as he scooted back quickly. All of Tamahome's squirming had roused something in him and he turned to look away, ashamed to want someone who was already taken.

Tamahome wiped away the remaining tears and scooted out from under Tasuki, propping him self up with one arm. With the bouts of laughter receding, he was trying to catch his breath. "You shouldn't be sorry for a fight you actually won." Sighing out the last of his giggles, he followed it with, "Even if you did resort to hitting below the belt."

Tasuki forced a smile, "Er, yeah... sure." he cleared his throat and shook his head, "HA! I did win, didn't I? Yer never gonna beat me again!" He got to his feet and did an impromptu victory dance.

"I wouldn't gloat about it Tasuki, not like you won in a fair match." He retaliated, trying to keep the upper hand he always had. Damn his sides. "But you did win one finally! Man, I think I owe you a drink. Never thought my little Tasuki would grow up to be a real man one day." He smiled, the laughter threatening to take over again.

Tasuki's blush darkened at the wording, "'Yours' Tama-chan?" he flicked a glance over at Tamahome before turning away. "I didn't know I belonged to ya, when did that happen?"

What was that look he just casually threw over at him? Tamahome eyed Tasuki suspiciously. Was something bothering him? Tamahome frowned, he meant the previous statement as a joke, but the best way he knew to get Tasuki to forget about problems was to get him to a bar. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea. He smiled and slung his arm over Tasuki's shoulders. "Mine, ours, either way, you've finally grown up." Tamahome pinched Tasuki's cheek, "Didn't know I was pulling that hard." He said a bit more seriously, studying the red stain across his nose.

Tasuki flinched as Tamahome put his arm around his shoulders but steeled himself against the ache it put in his heart. "Nah, it's gonna take more than what you got t'hurt me, Tama-chan!"

"Not trying to hurt you, Tasuki. Just some friendly punches and a few mean words." He was all smiles. Wresting had brought back some great memories and he felt more himself. In fact he felt his best when Tasuki and him were doing strange things like this. He glanced over at Tasuki, "I was serious, I'm taking you out for a drink." He dipped his head around to look Tasuki in the eye. There was something definitely troubling him and he owed it to his friend to ease his worries.

The thought of sake made him grin, it worried him as to what he might say while drunk but brushed the worry aside. Tama was going to buy him a drink; it was only fair to enjoy it with him. "Arright, Tama, I'll let ya buy me a few hundred rounds." With that he smirked and tripped Tama, taking off for the pub. "Race ya there!"

Tama was left in the dust, with his jaw hanging almost to the ground. "A few HUNDRED!!" He raced off after Tasuki; "I said One... I only owe you ONE!"

He tossed a carefree smile over his shoulder with a wink, "Sorry Tama, can't hear ya! Did ya say two hundred? That's great!" He laughed and slowed to make things fair.

He was catching up to Tasuki, that little brat, he could run faster than this but he was keeping him just out of range. He picked up his pace to try and catch him, even if he knew it was no use. He was already having a good time by the time the small wooden structure peeked over the horizon. "Oy Tasuki, that's it right?"

He tossed another grin over his shoulder and laughed, "Yep! Last one inside buys th' first three rounds!"

"You bastard!" He shouted to Tasuki, who was already in front of him by far. Even so, he broke into a full out run, giving Tasuki at least a bit of a challenge.

Tasuki laughed and slowed further, running neck and neck with Tamahome. "Aw, c'mon Tama! You c'n do beter'n that! Want me t'slow down fer ya?" he shot a leering grin over at Tamahome.

Tama shot a glare over to Tasuki and suddenly turned to jump at him. He caught him by the shoulders and tackled him to the ground. He leaned down closer and smiled. "That ought to buy me some time.” He was up as fast as he could, leaping over the last remaining tree stumps to the cabin.

He was startled and lay there for a minute while Tama dashed away. He shook his head and got to his feet once more, calling on every bit of Suzaku given speed to flash passed Tamahome. "I'm gonna win! Cheater!"

In the last few yards, Tasuki flew past him and by the time he got to the bar Tasuki was already there, leaning against the door with a smug grin on his face. Tamahome looked up and glared at him. "Ok ok. The first three are on me."

Tasuki slung an arm around Tamahome's shoulders and drug him inside. "So, Tama, what should I have ya buy me first?"

"You won the first one fair and square, you can have anything you want." Tama tried to resist the tugging, "After that I don't know how much I can afford!"

Tasuki's grin faltered for a moment but then brightened. "S'arright, Tama, buy th' first round an' I'll buy th' rest if'n ya promise t'try an' drink me under th' table. Deal?"

Drinking wasn't really his best sport, having not really touched alcohol for more than a few special occasions, but if it got him out of loosing his entire savings to getting Tasuki drunk, then he would have to go along. "Ok, all right. I don't know how much of a challenge I'll be though." He sat down on the cushions on the floor in front of a table and the waitress came over.

Tasuki grinned and settled across the table from Tamahome, he gave his order to the barwench and smirked at Tamahome. "You gonna drink what I'm havin' or what?"

Tamahome didn't know anything other than sake, so he just nodded at Tasuki's question. "That's the rules of the game right? We have to be drinking the same thing."

His grin widened as he winked at the waitress. "You heard him, lady. Bring us two fer now but be sure an' come back. We're makin' a night of it."

Tamahome smiled but a small sweat drop appeared on his forehead. What exactly had he gotten himself into?

The sake appeared on the table as the waitress sailed by and he lifted the cup. "Konpai!" he tinked his cup against Tamahome's and brought it to his lips, waiting for Tama to do the same.

Tamahome clinked his glass and grinned, since he had made a promise he might as well enjoy the night. As he brought the glass to his lips he realized something. He had never gone out alone with Tasuki before. It made him smile to be getting to know his closest seishi better. Tama locked eyes with the man across the table... "Konpai!!" and downed it.

Tasuki froze as his eyes locked with Tamahome's but he downed the shot of sake in a single gulp. His gaze never leaving the sky blue eyes across from him. He flagged down the barmaid again, ordered another round and smirked, as it was set before him. Warmth settled in his belly as the sake snaked it's way down.

The sake tasted surprisingly good. He felt pleasant warmth down his throat and then a soft spreading feeling in his muscles. The second round was placed before him and he picked up his bowl, raising it in a cheer.

Tasuki watched as Tamahome drank his second bowl and he flagged down the waitress again and told her to bring them a few bottles. Tasuki smirked as she set two down and left with a grumble. "Now fer th' real drinkin' to go down!" he snagged his bowl and refilled it then he gestured to Tama's cup. "Ya ready fer more?"

Tamahome was not familiar enough with drinking to know that it took a while for it to hit you, so he grinned at Tasuki, "As long as you're taking more, I am too." When Tasuki reached to pour himself another, Tamahome waived his hand away from the bottle, "You got to know that I ought to be pouring for you, Tasuki." There was a small tingle staring between his eyes.

"Oh, so that's th' way of it, ne?" he grabbed the open bottle and handed it to Tamahome. "Pour then, just don't spill it." Tasuki smirked again, "Ya know what? Let's change up. How 'bout we go bottle fer bottle?"

Tamahome smiled, he didn't know what for, but he did. He glanced down at the bottle in his hand, poised ready for the pouring. "The whole thing?" It was really small... he supposed. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. The few bowls he had already didn't seem to be affecting him. "Sure, you're on!" He grinned as he pointed an acceptance finger at his friend.

Tasuki smirked darkly, "Yer funeral."

Tama couldn't stop smiling, what the hell was so amusing? "Hey Tasuki..." He peered at the other man down the length of the bottle. "Tell me about your mountain." The bottom of the small ceramic bottle was lifted, "what did you used to do for fun there?"

"You never drank a'fore, I c'n tell. We'll see just how good an idea you think this is in th' mornin'." He tipped the remaining bottle to his lips, gulping down a mouthful of sake. "My-my mountain?"

"I had some..." what was the word? "Stuff... before... at family gatherings and…" He had to blink to think about what he wanted to say next. "Yeah your bandit mountain." that was the rest of that sentence right?

He cleared his throat, which seemed to be clogged for some reason, and grinned. "Well, most bandits drink an' whore fer fun." He looked away, knowing Tamahome was asking what he did for fun but he couldn't tell him that he didn't participate in the whoring. He had no stomach for women, no matter what they were there for.

Tamahome was staring at Tasuki's lips as he spoke. The grin he was wearing sliding into a smaller half smile, he glanced up at Tasuki. "That's a terrible way to treat women." He frowned, "You didn't do that right?"

He glanced up, looking into Tamahome's eyes to make sure there was no hint of teasing before he answered. "Nah, ya know I don't like women... er... I-I mean...." Damn, the sake was loosening his tongue! If Tama guessed he'd be disgusted... wouldn't he?

Was that all that was in that bottle? He put it down and concentrated on what Tasuki was saying. "Yeah, yeah, you got a whole family full of them. I know, but... I'm glad you don't treat people like that." He leaned across the table and put a hand on Tasuki's shoulder. "That is serious, you don't treat people like that."

Tasuki nodded, "I know. I try an' keep th' boy's from usin' 'em but... only so much I c'n do." An idea struck and he smiled softly. "There's a few guys what don't go to th' whorehouse, though. They'd rather keep each other warm, if'n ya catch my drift."

"Yeah there are always a few, and it's the mountains... It's cold up there!” Tamahome's hand was on Tasuki's cheek, and he turned his head to look at him. "I'm glad you don't though," Completing his thoughts about the whores, "You're a good person."

Tasuki gasped and blushed dark red, "W-what are ya d-doin' Tama-chan?" The feel of Tama's cool skin against his flaming cheek was almost intoxicating. Things were taking on a surreal quality; he knew he had to be dreaming again.

He stopped, and blinked...What was he doing? A blush worked it's way across his cheeks, Suddenly Tasuki's eye's weren't just gold, but a golden glimmer on sun-streaked wheat, he had never really looked at his eyes that deeply before. He took his place across the table again and picked up the bottle. "I was, just... telling you you're a good person for not doing that with the other guys." He leaned his elbow on the table and downed another gulp of sake, holding the bottle to his lips afterward allowing the smooth rim to glide across them.

Tasuki's hand shook as he lifted the bottle to his lips again; his eyes fastened to the movement of the rim of the bottle against lips he wished he could taste. "O-oh," he laughed nervously, "Is that all?" Shoot! Why did he ask that?

"All?" He suddenly felt very introspective. Was that all? He licked the edge of the Sake bottle absentmindedly. "All?" He thought about that for a moment and nodded; "So that's what the other guys did, but what about you?" He grinned and cast a teasing look over to Tasuki, "Was there a sand box you played in a lot?"

His belly tightened as he watched tip of Tama's pink tongue flick out around the lip of the bottle. His mind wandered away from the conversation until Tama's voice brought him back. "No... I-I uh... just... nothin' much. Just plannin' raids an'... stuff."

Tasuki didn't prod back, that was different. Maybe drinking made him less irritable, or maybe... Tama remembered the original reason he brought him here. He straightened up, trying to calm the urge to sway and smile happily. "So, you seem a bit down," He blinked to keep his focus on the conversation. "Is everything all right?"

Tasuki blinked, his sake-hazed mind taking a few minutes to change tracks. Tamahome must be feeling quite good to not take an opportunity to tease him. "All right? Sure, never better. Why do ya ask?" He couldn't tell Tama what was bothering him without endangering his friendship.

Tamahome tilted his head and eyed Tasuki. He wasn't telling him something. "You sure?" His features melted into a sincere worried look. "If there is anything you need to say, you can tell me. Cause... I ... I'm..." He took hold of Tasuki's hand and gave it a quick squeeze. "Hot!" he looked around to the windows. "It's really hot in here."

Tasuki shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes fastened to their clasped hands. He cocked a brow and muttered under his breath. "You have no idea."

He looked to the tie on his jacket and began to undo it. "But, no..... I'm here for you,” He said distractedly as taking off his jacket was proving more difficult than he expected.

"...Hmm?" the delayed hearing finally sent the message to his brain.

Tasuki felt the loss of warmth as soon as Tama released his hand, his eyes tracking Tamahome's movements hungrily. His head shot up and he looked at Tama's face, "What?"

"I thought you said something...." Why couldn't he do this anymore? "I think I tied this in a knot." His attention back to taking off his jacket.

Tasuki sighed in relief and scooted around the table, he loosened the tie with trembling fingers. "I didn't say nothin'..." He realized his mistake as soon as he looked up at Tama's face. He was too close! Too tempting! Oh gods, he was in trouble. He moved to scoot back but his hands slipped and he fell to lay back against the floor. "Shit."

Tamahome leaned back and let Tasuki help him; something that, with out alcohol, wouldn't be entirely possible. He peered down to watch him untie his belt and noticed Tasuki's fingers shaking. Tasuki looked up at him and their hair brushed against each other's. Tasuki's face was closer than it had ever been, even when wrestling. He watched Tasuki stumble backwards and lay on the floor. Tama crawled over to him and took his hands in his own... just as expected, ice cold. He smiled and put one cool hand to his neck as he slipped out of his jacket.

"Ahhhh" He sighed, "much better"

Tasuki gulped, Tamahome's skin was on fire! He closed his eyes at the sound of pleasure issuing from Tama's lips; the sound had gone straight to his groin and was making his blood run thick. "Don't. Tama, don't make noises like that." He bit his lip and turned his head.

Tama cracked open one eye and stared him down. He was shocked at how hard the image of Tasuki biting his lip and looking the way he did hit him. Despite the warmth all around, or in, him he still felt a strong heat at his cheeks. "Um." He cleared his throat. "I did. Didn't mean..." He stopped; didn't mean to what? Make him suddenly look extremely delicious? Tasuki must be talking about something else.

His fingers curled around Tama's neck of their own will, pulling him down unconsciously. He realized that his body was moving against his will and jerked his hand from Tama's neck. "Uh... help me up?"

Tamahome gulped down the lump that formed in his throat when Tasuki pulled him closer. `God's what is wrong with me?' "Yeah... sure." He gripped Tasuki's shoulder and helped straighten him up.

A blush blazed across his cheeks making his own temperature rise. He unbuttoned the top few buttons of his coat with a sigh. "Thanks. Uh, yer right. It's real hot in here. Maybe it'd be cooler inna room er somethin'. We could open th'windows..." Gods, was he that desperate to get Tamahome all to himself?

His heart was racing, was this the full effect of the alcohol? "That sounds fine.... Do they have somewhere to stay?" His eyes lingered a bit too long on the newly exposed skin. 'Back to what you're here for... back, back, back!' he shouted at himself in his mind. But Tasuki didn't want to talk about it, so the next option was to make him forget. "Make sure we bring more bottles.... You haven't out drank me yet"

"Yeah, um... they rent rooms here. Haha, a'course! I'll go get more sake an' a room right quick." He got unsteadily to his feet and tottered off to pay for a room. He came back a few minutes later, key in hand and a dark blush on his face. "Arright, I got a key. Let's take our sake an' head in there."

There was a nervous fire in his stomach when he followed Tasuki out of the bar area. He chanced a glance around and saw a few of the waitresses giggling and whispering to each other. "Lead away." he said, turning uncomfortably back to Tasuki.

Two bottles tucked under each arm, Tasuki lead the way to the room. He had a bit of trouble with the stairs, but he leaned against the railing and drug himself up. He gazed blearily at the wooden room key plaque then around for the room number. Finding the right room not too far down the hallway, Tasuki grinned drunkenly and staggered towards it.

Tamahome put a hand on Tasuki's back as he concentrated on getting the key to turn. "I think the waitresses were having strange thoughts." He whispered in Tasuki's ear.

He fell against the door, nearly dropping the sake as Tama whispered in his ear. A shudder went through him and he fought to keep himself from turning and kissing Tama right then. He fit the key in the door and fell inside, barely keeping his feet under him. "Let 'em think. Yer with Miaka, ne?" It almost killed him to say that but he'd rather die than hurt Tamahome in any way.

Tamahome froze in the doorway. Tasuki's words hitting him like ton of bricks. He suddenly didn't feel much like smiling anymore. He avoided any chance of eye contact with Tasuki. That wasn't a subject he wanted to speak of right now. The sake was working its charm and making him feel great.

When Tamahome didn't answer, Tasuki turned with a drunken grin. "S'amatter Tama-chan? Sake got yer tongue?" He laughed off his own joke, doing what he could to keep the atmosphere light.

Tamahome nodded and sat down where he was. He grabbed for another bottle of sake and forced a wide grin. "Yeah, it's got me alright.... But you still haven't won yet."

He closed his eyes and threw back half the bottle in one swig. "Ahh." He smacked his lips together, doing his best Tasuki impression; "C'mon ya aho, ya givin' up yet?" It made him laugh at least and worked the previous thoughts out of his head.

Tasuki grinned and opened the window across the room, taking off his coat and tossing it at the bed. "Well now, that sounds like a challenge." A smile slid over his lips as he unbuttoned his shirt, "Damn it's hot!" He tugged the cork out of a fresh bottle and tipped it to his lips, swallowing down a generous gulp before settling down next to Tama.

"It is." Tama put down the bottle he had been holding and fiddled with his own shirt, thank Suzaku he had no buttons "and It is" He looked at Tasuki who had come to sit next to him, his shirt open and his chest exposed. "And you are" He smiled to himself and slipped his shirt off over his head.

He choked on the sake he was sipping, "What? I am what?" Oh Suzaku, he had heard that wrong! He scooted away, just the tinniest bit, not really far enough to be noticed. He couldn't torture himself like this.

"You are what?" He shook his head, not understanding the question. What he did understand was that Tasuki had just spit out some challenge sake. He was not about to let that slide. He crawled over to Tasuki with his own bottle and lifted it to his mouth. "You have to drink what you just spilled." He said laughing almost uncontrollably as he had when tickled earlier in the afternoon, "it's the rules." He put a hand to the back to Tasuki's head and tried holding him still- which just resulted in his moving his head more- to hand feed him the sake.

He sat in shock as Tama lifted the bottle to his lips; the only thing that crossed his mind was that Tama was offering a taste of his own mouth. When Tama's hand slid around to the back of his head, his heart throbbed painfully. 'Oh gods, let me never wake up!'

Tama rested his forehead on Tasuki's shoulder, still trying to- very unsuccessfully- give him some sake from his bottle. He was laughing and snickering when he gave up and just threw his arms around him instead. "Tasuki-kun, You never told me what was wrong. I wanted to help you."

He closed his eyes as Tama pressed against him, fighting the urge to pull him closer but failing miserably. His arms wrapped around Tama's back lightly in a friendly hug. He had to bite his lip as Tama's words feathered over his neck. "I-I..." his voice faltered. "N-nothin', it'll be gone soon as I c'n figure it out. Don't worry Tama."

Tamahome turned his head to look at Tasuki, nuzzling into his neck instead. "I can't... forget it..." His voice started to drift off. "You're a special person to.... me.” the hand holding the sake bottle fell lax and the rest of the sake clanked to the floor. Tama's weight fully resting on Tasuki, his lips curled into a pleasant smile and he was out for the count.

Tasuki sighed as he realized that Tama had passed out. He turned Tama's body to rest sideways in his lap as he tried to figure out how to get to his feet and get them to the bed without falling on his ass or dropping Tama.

He leaned against the wall once he got to his feet and followed it around the room until he reached the bed. Tasuki set him down, took off his boots, and covered him with the light sheet. Tasuki sighed and pulled his shirt and shoes off before grabbing a pillow and blanket and setting it on the floor. He lay there for a while, watching Tama dream.

Tamahome slept soundly, a calm smile on his face, every now and then a small happy groan would escape his lips and he'd shift.

Every time Tama would shift or make a sound, Tasuki would bite his lip and turn away only to torture himself further by always turning back to watch him again. Tasuki grumbled and rolled to lie on his belly, facing away and trying to get some sleep.

The night was growing later when Tamahome moaned out. "Tasu..." The word died before it got a chance to leave his lips entirely. The smile grew wider, "Mmm..." His breathing started to quicken. His body moved rhythmically.

Tasuki jerked upright and looked at the man sleeping on the bed. Had Tama just said his name? The quick breathing caught his attention as his eyes narrowed in on the rhythmic trusts of Tama's hips. He bit his lip and turned away.

The soft moans that were few and far between grew steadily more frequent, interlaced with groans and mm's. His lips parted and his breath heavy.

Not seeing what was happening was worse than watching and his eyes were drawn irresistibly back to the writhing figure on the bed.

His back arched, "Uunn... ye…sss" His movements had tangled the sheets at his feet. Skin exposed to the cool night air

He moved closer to the bed, eyes devouring the expression of extreme pleasure gracing Tamahome's face. His body moved against his will, hand lifting from the floor to hover over Tama's cheek. Gods, what he wouldn't give to be the one making Tama utter those sounds! He gently traced Tama's jawbone with a shaking finger, almost too far-gone to realize just what he was doing.

His fingers lazily half gripped at the sheets below him, his head tilting up to accommodate a new touch. His moans urging it on. The smile widened.

The moans issuing from Tama's lips went straight to his groin, making it impossible to keep his hands away. He got to his knees, hovering over the edge of the bed as he ghosted his hands over the heaving expanse of Tama's alabaster chest.

Tamahome's body responded to a touch inside his dream and he arched into it, "Unn- more..."

His fingers trailed over Tama's nipples, his eyes narrowing in lust as they tightened and swelled. Tamahome's voice startled him, hearing his voice so rough with passion tore away more of his waning control. He bent his head, tongue trailing gently over the pebbled flesh of Tama's nipples as his hands trailed lower.

His breaths caught in his throat and his movement sped up. "Uhhh ... mmm” What were once soft, small groans of pleasure were much louder cries. His hand reached up to an unseen body, and rested on Tasuki's hair.

He froze. Oh Suzaku what was he doing?! He was molesting his best friend while he slept! His hands withdrew slowly, as to not startle the sleeping man, his tongue retreating behind his teeth as he eased his head out from under Tama's hand.

Tama's hand trailed down Tasuki's neck and onto the bed, being dragged by gravity. There was a sad sound breathed out of his lips and a pouting groan in protest to the retreating warmth.

His gut twisted at the mournful sound, but he couldn't touch what wasn't his to touch, no matter how badly he wanted to.

Tama's head fell to one side he mumbled something incoherent and the dream continued, slowly building momentum. The moans and the movement continuing.

He had to get out of there! He couldn't listen to those sounds for another moment and not touch that heavenly body. He scooted away, grabbed his shirt and boots and tugged them on. He got to his feet, looking down at Tama writhing on the bed and sighed. "One kiss an' then I'll go." He leaned over to press a soft kiss to Tama's lips.

"Uhhh- oh..." His breathing almost back to where Tasuki's hands left him, his muscles tightened, small beads of sweat glistened on his forehead. "Ta-- Tasss---..."

His heart stopped. Had he heard...? He knelt beside the bed again, his face close to Tama's. "Say it, say the name!" He whispered urgently, his belly tightening in anticipation.

Tamahome's eyes fluttered. The moans became suddenly more clear and mixed with the confused fluster of waking up in a strange place. "T...Tasuki?" The name was jumbled a bit with groggy lips. He eye's silted open, and were looking at his friend who was kneeling at the edge of the bed. "Tasuki?" He blinked against the dim light of the moon.

He jerked back, falling to the floor in his haste to put some distance between them. "Y-You were having a bad dream. I-I... I wasn't doing anything... I... I was... was gonna wake you up..." Oh gods! He'd almost been caught!

Tamahome blinked again, nearly oblivious to Tasuki's flustered state. "Where?" He stretched his neck and a dull ache worked its way up to his head. "Oh yeah..." He looked over to the floored Tasuki. "Did I pass out? I'm sorry, you didn't have to take care of me though,” he thought for a second, still hazy with alcohol and sleep, "Guess you won huh?"

His face flushed further and he looked away. "Y-yeah... I..." He got to his feet and turned around, facing away from Tamahome.

Waking a bit more, he sat up carefully and stared at the pillow and sheets on the floor. "You didn't have to sleep on the floor, you paid for the room." Finally his attention focused on the flustered seishi. "You ok?"

He closed his eyes and prayed for strength. "Sure... I'm just drunk still." He turned and flashed what he hoped was a convincing grin.

Tama smiled at his friend, "Yeah I'm still feeling it, too." He sat up, swinging his legs around to the floor and realized what was so uncomfortable below his belly. A fairly strong erection was pressing at his pants. He quickly re-thought getting up and bunched some of the sheets over his lap.

Tamahome flushed bright red. His thoughts turned back to the vague shadow of the dream he remembered. `Oh Suzaku, hope I didn't wake him up moaning... he said I was having a bad dream so odds are I did.'

Tasuki leaned over and grabbed a bottle of sake and tipped it to his lips, draining the last several gulps in a single go. He needed the fortifying burn in his system to keep his mind off of what was tenting the front of Tama's pants... and the matching one in his own. Realizing that standing was probably a bad idea, he sat down and pulled his coat over his lap in what he hoped was a casual manner. He prayed that Tama hadn't noticed his state of arousal.

Tamahome tried to face his fellow seishi to apologize. It was hard to look Tasuki in the eye if what had happened in his dream had played out at all in the waking world, but he forced himself to. Just before Tasuki covered himself with his coat, Tamahome could have sworn he saw something wrong with Tasuki's pants. There was nothing but confusing feelings going on inside of him. He tried to scold himself for thinking of Tasuki in THAT way, and reminded himself that just cause he didn't like women it didn't mean THAT either.

His conscious mind tried to rationalize the still pulsing feeling in his groin when he thought of his dream, but his subconscious knew much more.

Tasuki shifted uncomfortably on the floor; sitting with his legs crossed at the ankles was very uncomfortable while trying to hide an erection. "Say Tama... what were ya dreamin' about? Ya started t'say a name but I couldn't make it out."

Tamahome's world froze. So he HAD been dreaming out loud. He was usually a really light sleeper, curse the however many bottles of sake he had consumed. "I... uh." He didn't know what to say. Try and cover up that it was Tasuki's name, but he was dreaming of...of.... Fighting him? Try and say a different name? "W-what did it sound like?" he decided that was the best way to find out more without revealing much.

"Well, " his face flamed but he decided to press on, he needed to know if it was his name that was trying to push past Tama's lips. "It... it almost sounded like... like my name." His gaze fell to the floor at his knees. He wanted to press on, to move closer and test his theory, to be able to blame it on the sake after he woke up but fear of rejection held him back.

He made a small scared noise as his defense was completely blown away. What name sounded like Tasuki's? "Um...." He searched for what he needed. "I don't remember, I mean you were the last thing I was thinking about before I....” That was supposed to come out much more innocent than it did. Trying to recover, "Before I went to sleep." What, was he kidding himself? Tasuki was often the last thing he thought of before he went to sleep. In fact this was not the first dream featuring him either. "Is there any more Sake?" He never thought he would hear those words uttered by him after passing out from too much of it earlier.

The look on Tama's face and the soft squeak in his voice told him that Tama knew exactly what he had dreamed about but didn't want to tell him for some reason. He screwed up his courage and assumed a drunken look as he passed a half-empty bottle to Tama. “Y'sure ya don't remember? Ya were pretty vocal about it, it almost didn't sound like a nightmare... more like a hentai dream." He crawled forward on hands and knees, being sure to dip and sway as though he was drunk, until he bumped his shoulder against the edge of the bed. "Wanna know what I think you were dreamin' about?"

Tamahome looked down at a very wobbly Tasuki when he took the bottle from him. Had he been like this a few minutes before? The darkness made everything shift before you could get a good focus on it, so he might have been. Tasuki came closer to him and Tamahome gulped. The remnants of his dream lingering in his head. Tasuki's seductive smile, his lips, hi... *ahem* His eyes went wide... "A heh... no," shit did it really sound that precise? "W-what do you think it was?" He asked reluctantly, almost morbidly curious to hear his thoughts.

His grin was nothing short of seductive. "Sounded like you were fuckin' someone... someone with a name close t'mine." He got to his knees, directly in front of Tama, his fingers curling in the sheet and pulling away from Tama's lap. "An' this tells me I was right." he nodded at the arousal that was only a foot from him.

Tamahome was speechless and he couldn't breath. It was like his dream coming true, but since it wasn't a dream it must be a nightmare. But, looking into those eyes, screaming seduction, and those lips, that curled into a devilish grin. Hearing him say those words.... He was snared and he couldn't get away... "T...Tasuki..." Even sputtering his name made the growing mound in his pants larger.

A hopeful thought rose out of his mind... maybe it WAS a dream. Maybe it was one of those dreams where you thought you woke up but you didn't.

His eyes, half lidded and smoky with desire, blazed a fiery trail down the smooth expanse of Tama's chest to rest pointedly on the growing bulge in his pants before lifting once more to Tama's face. "Yes? C'n I help ya Tama? Ya look like ya want somethin'... what do ya want?"

Tamahome, clinging to the hope that he was in some kind of sake-induced fantasy world, tried to regain his composure. There was no way this could be happening, after all. He took a deep breath and put a hand to Tasuki's chin, lifting that perfect mouth inches from his. His heart ached. Why couldn't this be real? "You found me out Tasuki."

His breath desperately trying to keep a smooth rhythm against his pounding heart, his eyes half closed, taking in the most gorgeous sight, before they closed as his lips pressed to Tasuki's.

He groaned and pressed his lips harder to Tama's, raising himself slightly to wrap his arms around Tama's hips and pull him close.

The full bloomed lust inside him, the press of Tasuki's body to his, the singeing urge deep in his belly told him it was defiantly not a dream, but he couldn't take back anything now. His tongue slipped over Tasuki's lips, urging them open. He moaned into the kiss.

He groaned again, pulling himself into Tama's lap and wrapping his arms around Tama's neck. He felt complete, whole, like a missing piece of himself had finally been returned. His hand clenched in Tama's hair, pulling his mouth closer.

Tamahome moved backward from the bed's edge, fully accepting Tasuki into his lap. The world felt strange, like everything was humming in time with his heart, his imagination.

Countless dreams- like the one that had woken him up into this new dream world- helped his hands remember where to go, his body moving on it's own in the dark inn room. Tamahome's fingers ran along Tasuki's neck and slipped the loose shirt from his shoulders.

Tasuki tensed then relaxed as Tama moved backward on the bed. At first unsure if things were going to continue or if he was going to end up on his ass on the cold, hard floor.

As silky fingers caressed his neck, he groaned into Tamahome's mouth. The cool breeze meeting his over heated skin causing him to settle more firmly in Tama's lap.

His hands moved slowly along the curve of Tama's back, smoothing his fingers over the hard plane in wonder. He'd never felt such soft yet firm skin in his life and was enjoying every second of being able to touch what he'd never dared allow himself to try for.

Tasuki's mouth opened wider under Tama's searching lips, giving in to each thrust of tongue and returning it ten fold. Fangs abraded Tama's lips and tongue as he suckled the appendage and thrust against his lover.

Everything was almost how he had seen it in his dreams, which lent itself more to the non-reality of the situation. Tasuki's hot skin, the press of his lips, the moans and, dear GODS the hardness just behind the cloth of his pants. It made his head spin. He pulled away from that sweet mouth and licked at Tasuki's ear, biting a bit on the earring dangling from it.

Denied that hot, searching mouth, Tasuki contented himself with laving attention on Tama's neck until Tama's mouth and tongue touched his ear. A soft moaning growl pulled from his lips as his fingers clenched on Tama's back. 'How does he know where t'touch, taste an' bite me t'get me this far gone?'

Nothing, nothing, should feel this good in this world. And yet it just kept getting more intense, more irresistible. His tongue darted out from between his teeth and lapped at the tender flesh just behind Tasuki's ear, his fingers winding into the thick red silk of Tasuki's hair, clutching him closer.

Tasuki's thighs clenched around Tama's hips, a growl of pleasure rumbling in his chest as fingers curled and clenched in his hair and a hot tongue worked on the extra sensitive flesh just behind his ear. "Ahh, gods Tama..."

Tasuki's voice made the darkness seem to snap. It was rough and growling with desire and it made him reel, but the room was spinning and his stomach clenched. Was it because his words broke the wordless moans and dream-like state? Or was it because Tasuki had actually muttered his name in such desire? "T-Tasuki..." He didn't know if it was a question or his own response to the feel of Tasuki's strong body against him.

Tasuki's arms tightened around Tama's back, pulling him as close as possible, grinding his hips down against the hard hotness fitting so perfectly against his ass.

The sound of Tama's passion roughened voice whispering his name caused sparks to dance in his vision and his back to arch, the heat that had been burning in his gut flared out of control. "S-say it again... I wanna know ya ain't just touchin' me like this because yer drunk, Tama."

Tama's world was just the feel of Tasuki on top of him, the raging heat that ran through his spine to his groin when Tasuki arched into him. But then Tamahome tensed, there was something in the idea of letting it all be a sake induced dream, something that could be brushed off as a vague memory of a mistake that they could laugh about later if one of them was really not feeling for the other. The truth was, he didn't want to admit that his brief sleep had very much dimmed the effects of the bottles he had drunk. On the other hand, there was no harm in just saying his name again, and it wanted desperately to escape from his lips. Tama relaxed again and lifted his mouth to whisper in Tasuki's ear. "Tasuki." he breathed.

One hand gripped Tama's chin and drew his mouth back for another soul stealing kiss; the sound of his name breathed so gently against his ear caused his groin to tighten another ten notches and he pushed Tama to lay back against the bed.

Gazing down at Tama's face, Tasuki slowly moved down to allow his tongue to retrace the path that it had traveled earlier. Nipping at nipples gently, before sucking and biting as he worked his way down Tama's chest.

Tama closed his eyes against another rising wave of pleasure, groaning Tasuki's name against his will as the bandit traced a surprisingly familiar path down his chest with his tongue.

Tamahome's skin tasted better than any sake could ever hope to, the light sheen of sweat adding a slightly earthier flavor. He roamed as far as he dared, still unsure as to where things would end this night but hoping for an end to his current problem. He needed this, he just hoped that Tama needed it as badly.

Tasuki's hot mouth went lower, and Tama couldn't stop himself. He arched helplessly into him, a throaty moan ripping from his lips. His fingers clenched tighter in Tasuki's hair and on the sheets of the bed he didn't even realize he was gripping.

When Tama arched under his mouth, Tasuki lost his will to hold himself in check. Fingers dancing along the tie to Tama's pants, Tasuki drove his tongue into Tama's bellybutton, nipping the skin around it gently as he quickly untied the string and pulled his pants down around his hips.

Tasuki's tongue slowly teased its way from the quivering flesh of Tama's belly to the seeping erection that had every inch of his attention. His tongue moved over the head of Tama's cock in slow swipes, tasting the man he had been lusting after for the last few months.

Tasuki lapped at the tip of Tamahome's arousal in long slow strokes, loosing himself in the taste and feel of the writhing man beneath him. "Tama" he breathed against the hot length.

His eyes shot open, the hot wet rasp of Tasuki's mouth over his swelling erection was heavenly. "Oh Tasu- Gods you...." He was lost in swirling pleasure. The hand that was behind Tasuki's head urged him closer.

Tasuki growled again, parting his lips around Tamahome's arousal and taking the very tip inside to suckle as his tongue made swirling sweeps around the sensitive head. The taste of pre-cum met his tongue and Tasuki moved his head down, further engulfing Tamahome's cock.

One hand worked its way into Tama's pants, smoothing around his firm ass before rubbing and pressing his thumb against the tight opening he found; his eyes trained on Tamahome's face all the while, watching for any signs of pain or wanting to stop.

Tamahome was lost. Everything about what Tasuki was doing to him was so very... right. The moans and gasps flowed freely from his parted lips. But when he felt the pressure of Tasuki's finger, he tensed. What little sense he had left came together to open his eyes and look down at Tasuki. What did he want to say? His body wanted more, everything Tasuki was offering to give, but the heady buzzing feeling in the room made him feel kind of sick.

Once Tamahome tensed and slowed, Tasuki pulled back. His hands and mouth leaving the ambrosial treats unwillingly. He dropped his eyes to the side, grateful for the darkness of the room. "Ya arright, Tama?" He wasn't sure what to say or if he should say anything. His face turned away, the darkness hiding his passion induced blush.

Tama sighed painfully, already regretting letting Tasuki stop, wanting back the immense pleasure that he was lost in minuets before. He swallowed down the shiver and tried to sit up. It was a lot harder to do than he had expected. The room was buzzing fairly steadily now and his head was spinning.

"I just feel a little sick..."

Now he felt uncomfortable being between Tama's legs, he desperately wanted to be there but Tama seemed to have withdrawn. He sat up quickly turning to face the end of the bed, away from those watchful blue eyes. "I'm- I'm sorry, Tama. Can I get you anything?" He cursed under his breath over the loss of his bandit twang, but he couldn't maintain it when he was upset. "I didn't mean to make you sick."

Tamahome found the strength to sit up, feeling terrible at his choice of words and timing...

“No.” He put a hand to his head. "No Tasuki, you didn't make me sick. I think the," he pointed his chin to the three empty bottles on the floor, "stuff just is hitting me a little hard."

That was the last of his balance and he flopped back down on the bed, making sure to pull up his pants to cover the, now, more than slightly embarrassing erection he still had.

Tasuki turned his head to glance over at Tamahome, embarrassment flooding him. "Yeah, uh, I guess I should have warned you about that. Sorry, Tamahome." He hunched his shoulders and hugged his knees to his chest, softly cursing himself as nine shades of an idiot. He'd already told himself to give up on Tamahome but being there in that quiet room, the only sounds being their labored breathing, and the unusually strong attraction he'd felt at being entirely alone with the one he wanted had proven to shake his determination to stay away. He sighed, well if nothing else he'd have a few memories to keep him warm in the coming days.

"Tasuki, I think.... I should sleep or something... " He turned his head to look at Tasuki. The man looked positively cut down. His chest tightened and he wanted to reach out to him. "Tasuki... " What did he want to say? He didn't finish the sentence in fear that he would get the wrong ending, just regarded Tasuki with concerned eyes.

"Na, Tama... I guess I'm going to go. You go ahead and stay here; I paid the room up for the night. Check out is at noon." He got to his feet and snagged his shirt from the side of the bed, hurriedly pulling it on and cursing at the buttons his clumsy fingers refused to properly manage. He snatched up his coat and tossed it onto his shoulder, glad that he'd foregone bringing the tessen with him. "Er..." he paused, his back facing the bed. "Just, I don't know, chalk this up to a drunken nightmare or something. I won't... I mean, I don't... ah fuck it." He stalked to the door, gripping the handle with gritted teeth.

He paused again, closing his eyes and leaning his head against the door. "I'm sorry, Tamahome. I hope you feel better soon." He opened the door to step out and tripped over an over turned sake bottle, a cry leaving his lips as he crashed towards the floor.

Tama was out of bed and making his way to the door. Standing up was a whole new experience, but urgency drove him. He couldn't just let him leave like that. When Tasuki tripped on the Sake bottle, Tama kicked up his speed, only barely catching him as he fell. He flopped to the floor shortly afterward; not able to keep two people standing straight in the tilt-a-whirl that was the hallway.

He squeaked in shock as Tamahome appeared behind him, standing there as if catching him was the most important thing in the world. His eyes widened as they both crashed backwards to the floor in the hallway, Tama's expression one of borderline relief even though he was slightly green around the gills. "Shit Tama, what th' hell are ya doin'? I c'n see yer not feelin' up to par, so why did ya get outta bed, ya baka?!" He rolled off of Tamahome and got to his feet, leaning back down and lifting Tama into his arms once again. He carried the drunken Tamahome back to the bed and set him down, going back to the door to close it and yell at nosy maids who had decided to 'check' on them by poking their heads into the room.

He sighed as he closed the door, locking it quickly before he turned back to face the man lying on the bed. "Are ya gonna be arright if'n I leave ya or do I need t'stay an' make sure ya don't go doin' anymore wanderin' around?"

"I'm not going to wander around,” he said in a whisper. Sitting down felt a lot better and he was working off the blush that that spread through his entire body when Tasuki had fallen against him. "But... don't go." the words were barely breathed out. He turned his head and looked out the window.

Tasuki tensed, leaning back against the door and bowing his head as he fought to keep the words Tama had spoken in context. He knew being drunk and then feeling sick afterwards made people uncomfortable. 'He only wants you t'stay because he's not feelin' well, it's nothin' more. Yer his friend... an' he's got someone, so give it up! It ain't gonna happen!'

"Uh, sure, Tama. I'll get ya some tea, that should help ya a bit." He turned and opened the door once again to go get tea, when three maids fell into the room, knocking him down. "WHAT TH' HELL IS THIS SHIT?! GET OFF A ME!" He screamed at the maids scrambling to get out. "Bring some fuckin' tea, ya ecchi maids!" He yelled as he got to his feet and slammed the door. "Damned hentai maids." he grumbled under his breath.

He leaned back against the door, waiting for the soft knock that would let him know that someone had brought tea.

Tama stiffened and stared wide-eyed at the scene of the maids falling into the room. They must have been a pretty strange sight if they were THAT eager to listen in.

"Heh, I guess it must be strange to have people like us stay here." Suddenly very aware of his nakedness, he looked around for the clothing he didn't remember taking off.

Tasuki blushed and shook his head, "Nah, we just made a scene when ya decided that I needed ya to be my hero. I appreciate ya catchin' me, but ya could have ended up pukin' all over th' place. Much as I like ya, Tama, ya puke on me an' I'll cheerfully kick yer ass." A soft knock came at the door and he turned to take the tea tray from the darkly blushing maid before slamming the door in her face.

He turned back to the bed; nearly dropping the tray as he took in the light blush and naked chest that was bared to his hungry gaze. He shook his head. "Let's get ya some a this tea, it'll calm yer stomach."

Tama stared blankly at the tea as it swirled in the cup. "I wasn't trying to be a hero, just didn't want you to fall." A soft smile came to his lips at the mention of kicking his ass. "Don't go getting cocky just cause you beat me once." He said, still half-whispering, as he stared at the liquid.

He set the tray on the small bedside table and settled himself on the floor on the pillow and blanket he'd tossed and turned on a short while ago. "I ain't gettin' cocky, just tellin' ya how it is." he settled back on his hands, looking up and watching to see if Tamahome drank the tea. "It ain't gonna absorb through yer eyeballs, Tama-chan. Ya gotta put it to yer lips an' drink it." He chuckled, looking fixedly at the cup rather than at the man holding it.

The smile faded and he lifted the cup to his lips, taking a sip and closing his eyes. The warmth of the tea was comforting. He tried to concentrate on that. He greedily took another gulp, wanting the warm feeling to spread through him again.

"That's it, drink up. You'll feel better an' you'll be able t'sleep." He shrugged out of his shirt, mentally laughing over the many times he had done so in this room, and lay back on his pallet. He rolled away from the bed, a wry grin on his lips. "Oyasumi, Tama." He whispered and closed his eyes.

Tamahome cracked open one eye and looked at Tasuki's back. He brought the teacup down to his lap again and stared at the tiny sediment starting to settle at the bottom of the glass. He sighed again and put the cup down on the tray with a light clink. His mind started to churn despite the dull ache. This was no dream.

Not that he had really thought it was before, but now there was no way he could pretend anymore. This had really actually happened, and he didn't know how he felt about it. He didn't know how long it had been before he blinked again and the room began to get fuzzy. Despite the moonlight flooding in through the window it seemed to be getting darker. His eyelids felt heavy and sitting up was proving difficult. He lay down on the bed and rolled over, not wanting to torture himself by gazing at Tasuki's back.

He tossed and turned for a few minutes, grumbling softly about how hard the floor was. He sighed and sat up, looking over at Tamahome's turned back. He bit his lip, indecision making him pause. What would happen if...? Would he let him? Just this once?

Tasuki growled and got to his feet, snatching up his pillow and blanket and moving to the side of the bed. "Er" he paused again and decided to try and act normal, "Move over, th' damned floor is fuckin' uncomfortable."

He heard the footsteps creak closer. Felt the weight of a stare and then Tasuki spoke. He peered over his shoulder. He had wondered what was taking Tasuki so long to ask. Despite the drowsy feeling he had, Tasuki had spent the last half-hour keeping him up with complaints about the floor. Still, was it such a good idea?

It was a good and bad idea for the same reasons, but he moved over as far as he could.

Tasuki sighed, then took a deep breath and climbed onto the bed behind Tamahome. He settled the pillow between them, as much for Tama's protection as his own; he didn't need to wake up molesting his friend. Especially when said friend showed no interest in him in that way. It had to have been the sake that had made him seem accepting of Tasuki's attentions earlier, he wasn't going to believe other wise or else he'd really hurt their friendship. "Thanks. Night." He whispered and turned to face the edge of the bed.

"Good night." He spoke into his pillow, but the night was far from ending. The second the bed moved under Tasuki's weight, Tama knew he should have told him to screw off and deal with the floor, or have taken the floor himself. Even with the very wisely placed pillow, he could feel the heat of the other man's body, and it was making it hard to sleep. Having being left in a half -blind-with-passion state, made it actually literally hurt as well. He clenched his jaw and tried to close his eyes, keeping still and wishing for sleep to take him.

Tasuki forced himself to sleep, and soon dreams took him. His usual flailing around in bed upset the pillow that separated him from Tamahome and his sleeping body wiggled back until it pressed against the warmth that enticed him. He let out a soft, snoring purr as he rolled to lay clutching Tamahome's back. His nose rubbed against smooth skin as he hugged the dreamy warmth to him. One leg raised to lay over Tama's hip, effectively hugging him with his whole body. "Mmm..."

Tama's eyes squeezed shut, trying to hold back the squeak that wanted to voice itself. He turned his head as much as he dared and peered over his shoulder at Tasuki. He was definitely asleep and happy. He looked so innocent that way, the deep seductive eyes long gone into the haze of a drunken night. Tama smiled. He felt terrible waking him, so he eased his head back on the pillow and stared at the wall. Having someone wrapped around him felt wonderful especially when that someone was a person you had wanted to have with you for a long time.

Tasuki purred softly into Tama's back, scrunching his face up a bit before he rolled away. He lay on his back, one leg tossed over Tama's hip, a hand clutched in Tamahome's hair and a frown on his sleeping face. "Haa... mrph, 'un wanna." he mumbled sleepily, fingers releasing Tama's hair at the last second as he rolled violently away to curl against the edge of the bed again, a whimper seeping passed his lips.

A soft snicker was stiffed before it could wake up the sleeping bandit. Tamahome shifted his hips and turned to face Tasuki, lifting the heavy leg a bit to turn his hips. He had always found people who talked in their sleep amusing and he was interested in hearing what sleepyhead Tasuki had to say.

He sighed and rubbed his face against the pillow, a sleepy purr rumbling in his chest. "Mmm... Nice Ta-cha..." he wiggled and squirmed around to where he was laying against Tama's chest, one leg pressing firmly over Tama's lower belly. "Nope, s'got som'ne. No place fer me..."

Tamahome stopped smiling. Had he just heard that right? He cocked his head so he could listen more carefully and lay perfectly still, even though the closeness of Tasuki's body made the task quite difficult.

"Hu uh, 'un touch... waitin'...my Ta-cha..." he shook his head and moved his hips back with a whimper, "nuh uh, 'un touch..." he squirmed again, rolling over Tamahome to lay facing the wall.

Suzaku, this guy was hell to sleep with. He was surprised he didn't get punched in the face yet. `Ta-cha... got to be my name... unless he is having a dream where he's fighting with the cat.' He glanced over at Tasuki's back, leaning up on one arm to try and catch any stray words.

"Lum'my Ta-cha... not mine, s'got Mi-cha. 'Un wan' me..." a soft sob broke from his lips, and he rolled again to lay with his head on Tamahome's belly, one arm slung over his hips as he nuzzled his face into soft skin. "Mmm, nice... Ta-cha..."

Tamahome felt cold as he fit the mumbled words together. Not mine got Miaka. His throat felt tight and numb.

"I'm sorry Tasuki," He whispered, tears beginning to well up in his eyes even as he lifted his hand and cradled Tasuki's head, dragging him closer. He brought his lips down to Tasuki's soft hair and placed a kiss there. "I should have told someone about what happened."

Tasuki whimpered and roll to lay draped over Tama's body, curling his arms around Tama's sides, his legs to either side of his human bed, and his head pushed tight under Tama's chin. "Mmm... lum'my Ta-cha..." He went still for awhile, his body having found it's comfortable place.

Tama pieced together the last words he was having trouble making out and smiled through his tears. "I'm in love with you, too, Tasuki." He said quietly into the bandit's hair and tightened his arms around him.

A purring groan pulled from his lips as he raised his head and rubbed his eyes. "Mmm? Wha?" he blinked a few times before he registered just who he was looking at. All color drained from his face and he bolted upright. "Gods! Tama I'm sorry! Shit!" he moved to get off, his legs tangled in the blankets slowing his flight.

Tamahome reached up to reclaim the embrace. "Tasuki!"

He froze. What was going on? He woke up molesting his friend and the guy reaches for him, calling his name like it was the most important thing in the world? What?! He opened an eye, squinting down at Tamahome's face. Were those tears? Had he hurt him? "T-Tama, w-what's wrong? Yer cryin'."

He grabbed him and brought him close to his chest. "I'm sorry I left you in the dark, but.... but we didn't want anyone to feel uncomfortable. You would have been the last person I suspected to get hurt by it." He slid his forehead down to Tasuki's shoulder. "We.... Miaka and I." The words wouldn't leave his mouth. He gulped down the tightness and tried to continue. "She asked me not to tell anyone."

"What are you talkin' about? Who's uncomfortable? Asked ya not to tell nobody what?" he closed his eyes, desperate to keep himself in check and ignore the press of skin against skin. "What's hurtin' me? What th' fuck are ya babblin' about?! Make sense, damnit." He leaned up and gripped Tama's face. "What are ya tryin' t'say? Just spit it out."

"We're over!" And it was out, just like that. Having said the hardest part was like being thrown in icy water, the rest came out without thinking. "We split up about a month ago."

Tasuki's heart stopped. What? "No, no, you two was made fer each other. What happened t'make ya split? I thought... I thought you two were... ya know, gonna have babies or somethin'. Y'know, get a farm an' a few goats an' raise a million babies. What- why... are ya okay? Did... ah shit. I'm sorry, ain't my business." He kicked free of the blankets and rolled to face the wall. "Well, if it's any consolation... I hope ya find th' one fer ya since Mi-chan wasn't her."

“You can't be made for someone when you're in love with someone else." He spoke quietly, hoping Tasuki would forget to ask him to repeat what he had just said. Tasuki was a sensitive guy, maybe even more so than he was. It would hurt him more than anything to know the reason why. He smiled bitterly at Tasuki's last words.

He rolled back with a wide-eyed expression, "Yer in-in love with someone else? Ah shit, Tama, when did that happen? Last I knew you an' Mi-chan were all 'Miaka' 'Tamahome' 'Miaka' 'Tamahome' an' shit." He was desperately trying to lighten the tense atmosphere; pantomiming Tamahome and Miaka as so many of the other seishi had done teasingly. He couldn't let things get serious, couldn't let his heart race and hope fill him... fought back the knowledge that Tamahome was not tied to Miaka anymore with the heart breaking realization that he was in love with someone else.

"Yeah...." he didn't know what else to say. That was the way it had been. In fact, the last two months they were still like that. It was something like falling into a routine, getting used to a comfortable shoe. When it finally smacked him in the face, he could look back and realize it was mostly just habit to be in love with her. He cocked an eyebrow at Tasuki's pantomime. "Were we really that bad?"

He nodded with a half grin, but the grin faded. "'Yeah'? Yeah? Well, damnit, tell me who she is!" He didn't want to know, but had to appear happy for his friend. "I was wonderin' why ya wanted t'get drunk with me! You were celebratin'!" his tone was cracking slowly but he pushed on. "Con-congratulations, man. I hope she's good to ya." A wobbly smile plastered itself across his face, even as tears welled up in his eyes. He cleared his throat, "Well, night." and rolled away to look at the wall, hiding the tears that were breaking free in the pillow.

Tama pinned Tasuki with a glare, `Would you stop acting so happy to think I'm in love with someone else?' He stared at him as he rolled over and pretended like the whole night had been some kind of strange playtime.

Tasuki pulled the edge of the pillow to his face, biting the material to hold back the loud sobs that wanted to ring out. His tears spilled fast and hot down his cheeks, his shoulders shaking slightly.

Putting a hand to Tasuki's shoulder, Tama pulled him around to face him again. Pinning his shoulders to the bed, he shouted; "Are you really happy for me?" He inched his face closer, "Would you really rather it be anyone else but..." He gritted his teeth and growled holding back the last word.

Tasuki gazed up at Tamahome's nearly livid face, not understanding what he'd done to piss him off. "Of-of course I'm happy for you, Tama." he turned his head away, closing his eyes against the lie. "I just want you to be happy, no matter who it is that-" he paused, turning his tear stained face back to Tama's angry one. "Anyone else but who?"

Tama saw the tears, saw the lie, and was insane with anger that he would try and pretend that it was ok. "You figure it out, for gods sakes, Tasuki!" His eyes drifted down to Tasuki's lips and he wanted them, more than anything else in the world. The color came back to his cheeks. He was staring intently at their shape, remembering their feel. Was it really just something he did out of drunkenness? Had that seductive gaze that was still dancing in his memory been merely for fun?

He blinked, then blinked again. "What are you so pissed at me for? Ya want me to tell ya that I'm pissed that you love someone else? Fine! I don't want you to love anyone but me! Ya happy now?!" By the time he finished he was yelling, not knowing why but the pressure of acting so happy cracked his will. "It killed me every time I saw you kissin' Miaka, it broke my heart every time I heard you two sayin' that you love each other, an' now you tell me you're in love with someone else? I've been hiding how I felt for so long it's fuckin' second nature! So, yeah, I'm gonna lie to your face; I'm happy for ya!"

"Well fuck you, Tasuki!" The words didn't make sense, what he wanted to say was that ever since a few months ago; he had started to feel the same way. His heart ached every time he said he loved her, feeling like it wasn't right, but not wanting to let her down. He wanted to say it was a dream come true hearing Tasuki admit to feeling for him, too. He wanted to say that this night had been a fulfillment of five months of dreams, fantasies and desires. But what came out was, "Fuck you AND your sake!"

He growled and pushed Tama over, rolling on top of him. "No! Fuck YOU, Tama. Fuckin' teasin' me earlier, makin' me think I might've had a chance!" He moved his face close to Tama's, growling deep in his chest. "Fuck you and YOUR sake, ya fuckin' cock tease!" 'Ah, shit. Why'd I say that? I didn't mean to! Shit!'

"As if I was the one to START the whole thing. I wanted one fucking drink with you, ONE! To feel like it always did, to remind me we were just friends again!" He pushed Tasuki up and sat up with him, grabbing his hair and twining it around his fist. "You were the one to wake me up. YOU have no FUCKING CLUE what that look did to me!"

"ME?! You kept me awake, fuckin' someone else in your goddamn dreams! Moanin' and thrustin' your hips, makin' me watch, makin' me touch and taste you because I couldn't fuckin' look away! You're trying' t'fuckin' kill me, ain't ya?!" He gripped Tama's shoulders, pulling him close. "D'ya know how fuckin; HARD it was t'back away when ya drew back? My fuckin' balls wan'ed t'fall off! Ya tasted too fuckin' good!"

"Well the why the HELL did you STOP!?" He was growling. "Ever even think that I was dreaming of fucking YOU?!" Blind rage just let everything out, "Ever stopped for one moment in your self-pity to think that maybe, just MAYBE, you've been the one in my dreams for FIVE FUCKING MONTHS? You want a shity way to break up with your girlfriend? Try telling her you just can't stop thinking of ANOTHER FUCKING GUY!"

His eyes went wide then narrowed, "ME?!" he growled, "FINE! Ya didn't want me t'stop; I WON'T!" he pulled Tama's lips to his own, thrusting his tongue passed his lips and teeth to delve into the velvet heat of Tama's mouth. A groan broke from his chest as he wrapped his arms around Tama's neck, pulling himself tighter into Tama's lap. He broke the kiss, staring into Tama's eyes, waiting for some kind of reaction.

The yelling stopped abruptly with a fierce kiss that knocked the wind out of him. Tasuki shifted his hips in to his lap and a throaty groan shivered through him. Then it was over. Tama blinked once, eyes smoky with the new desire Tasuki lit in him. Everything melted into that desire and Tama leaned in, seeking that heavenly taste again. He answered the kiss with another just as forceful. His tongue thrust inside Tasuki's mouth, sucking Tasuki's lower lip in and biting on it.

Tasuki kissed back just as roughly, dueling with Tama's tongue, suckling his lip, tightening his legs around Tama's hips. "Unn... ahh..." He fisted his hand in Tama's hair, pulling his head back to nip and lick along his neck. Growling purrs burst from him, his free hand sliding down Tama's back only to rake the skin lightly all the way back up.

Tama's back arched, "Unmm... yes." Moans and soft curses sprung from his open lips. His arms wrapped around Tasuki's waist and dragged him in closer, grinding him against the hardness in his own lap.

A strangled moan hiccuped passed his lips; his attention focused on the hardness grinding into his ass with such intensity. His hips tilted forward, rubbing his own hardness against Tama's belly as his hands moved from their places to the ties of their pants. Passion glazed eyes burned into Tama's, his lips ghosting over Tama's as he spoke. "I won't stop an' I ain't gonna let you stop neither."

"I never wanted you to." He whispered back, his own fingers working together with Tasuki's to get rid of the restrictive fabric. He trailed his tongue down the nape of the other man's neck, nipping as he went along before leaving a full on bite just above the shoulder.

Tasuki cried out as Tama's teeth sunk into his shoulder, his head falling back as his back arched. "Aahhnnn! Gods, Tama..." he tore the ties out of their pants, working his fingers inside to feel the heat and strength of Tama's arousal against the palm of his hand. "Ah, Tama, ya feel good."

He suckled the lobe of Tasuki's ear; "I'll feel better inside." he breathed into his ear. He pulled away and gazed at Tasuki's face. The eyes that locked in on Tasuki's were burning with passion.

He rubbed his thumb over the tip; his body quivering as the reality hit him. He was going to make love with Tama. The man who'd starred in every fantasy he'd had since joining up with the Suzaku seishi over six months ago, the one who'd fought with him, laughed with him, the one he loved with his whole being yet never hoped to have.

"Inside?" His mind was whirling, he was going to have the man of his dreams, but the reality of what was going on drug him from the fantasies that were spinning in his head. It dawned on him then. Tama wanted him to be inside him. He groaned and nodded, rubbing the tip of Tama's erection with his thumb a few times more.

"Mmm- unm." A moaning growl worked its way out of his throat. Tamahome nodded, he couldn't be without this anymore. The wild pushing and pulling had stopped and Tasuki was looking at him nervously. Tama smiled, putting his forehead to the bandit's. "I thought you said you weren't going to stop?" He gazed up into Tasuki's eyes. Lifting a hand from their pants, he ran his finger down Tasuki's chin.

He looked into Tama's eyes; reality was going to be so much different than his dreams had been. "N-no, I'm not stopping. Just... ya sure ya wanna do this with me?" his free hand gripped Tama's wrist, bringing the errant finger to his mouth to nip gently with his fangs. That question had burned in his heart; the one he was so desperate to hear the answer to, yet fearful of it at the same time.

Tamahome closed his eyes against the wave of pleasure that nip brought. When his eyes opened again, he smiled. "Baka," He said softly, "We're you not listening to anything I was saying?" He pressed a sweet kiss to Tasuki's mouth. "I've been in love with you for a while now, wanting you, dreaming about you." He traced Tasuki's lips with his finger. "I want to make love with you, Tasuki." He glanced up.

A shaky sigh escaped him and he closed his eyes. "I-I heard what ya said. I just didn't know if ya were happy with it since ya yelled at me." He looped his arm around Tama's shoulder, pulling their lips together in a gentle kiss. A kiss that was both a plea for more, and a thanks for Tamahome's words. "I love ya, Tama-chan, and I wanna make love with you. No matter what that means."

"I'm beyond happy that you feel the same way Tasuki, but...'no matter what that means?' what does that mean?"

He blushed, "Well, I mean that it don't matter who's on top or on bottom, just that ya love me no matter what. I ain't exactly done this before; I walked in on a couple a guys back on th' mountain, so I got a basic idea of what happens... but... " He blushed and looked away.

Tama smiled and gently pulled Tasuki's face back to his. "You think I've done anything like this? Just let your body tell you what to do." He licked at Tasuki's lips. "You didn't have a problem before." He whispered, letting his words breeze over wet lips.

Tasuki bit his lip, the tantalizing words drifting over his lips and settling into his heart. He smirked, cheerful deviltry settling over him. "Well, when ya put it that way... " His smirk widened and he pushed Tama over onto his back, grinning down at him from his perch on his lover's hips. "I c'n always go back t'where I was before. Ya think you'll last long enough if'n I do that?"

"For you, I'll try." he grinned up at Tasuki. "But you felt so good." He arched his hips with his words.

He smirked and scooted down, pulling Tama's pants down his hips as he went. He paused only long enough to remove his own pants then settled between Tama's legs. He drew a finger down the length of Tama's chest, skating along the ridges of muscle down to the hard heat of Tama's cock. He fisted Tama's arousal and slowly stroked it, settling down further; lifting one of Tama's legs over his shoulder and fitting his mouth over the tip of his lover's cock.

His eyelids fluttered and a soft groan escaped his lips. A fire lit itself deep in Tama's belly, making his arousal grow inside Tasuki's mouth. His hips thrust up, needing more. Tama's hands pet the top of Tasuki's hair. The night melted again, this time in the sweet caress of his lover's hands.

He pulled back for a moment, suckling two fingers in his mouth before going back to his love's arousal. He took him slowly; using his mouth as a vacuum as one finger swirled and pressed against the tight heat of Tama's entrance.

He pushed forward, easing inside, crooking his finger and sliding out only to return with a second once he was sure Tamahome was ready. His mouth moved over his lover's erection, sucking hard, swirling his tongue at the tip on his upward strokes and swallowing on the downward ones, all the while his fingers worked inside to ready Tama for what was to come next.

"OHnnuhh- ...mmm...OH GODS, TAs- ...mm yes." His hip thrust in counter to Tasuki's fingers, his body arched into his mouth. Fingers tightened their grip in his hair.

He released Tama's cock with a last lick, sitting up on his knees with one hand working inside Tama and the other stroking his arousal. "I can't wait no more. Yer drivin' me crazy with yer moans. I gotta have ya, Tama-love." He licked his palm and slicked his own arousal, removed his fingers, and moved into position. He glanced at Tama's face, waiting, poised on the brink, begging for permission. "Tama..."

Desire drenched eyes met with Tasuki's, "I want you... Please..." was all he could say. His legs wrapped around Tasuki's hips, urging him forward.

He closed his eyes, and licked his lips as he leaned forward on one hand, his other pressing his erection against the one place he needed to be. Tama's body opened for him, sliding around him as he pressed forward, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. He slowly slid home- and that was exactly where he felt he was; home, at long last. "Ahh, Tama... y-yer right... so fuckin' good inside."

Tama winced a bit as Tasuki pushed in, but it soon gave way to the most beautiful feeling he could ever imagine. He couldn't help but smile deliriously between breathy moans. He nodded in agreement, to what he didn't know exactly, just that he agreed with everything. Tasuki felt so damn good. "Y- you're per-fect, oh god's I love you."

He drew his hips back, then thrust forward sharply with a cry. His hands clenched on Tama's hips, pulling him into each thrust, slamming them together. "Gods, I feel like I waited forever to be with ya like this." His panting breaths staggering his words as he thrust again, hard. "T-Tama... gods, I love ya!" He cried out as his pace increased, their bodies moving as one.

Tama was speechless and breathless. His hips rocked with Tasuki's, his cock sliding against the smooth skin of Tasuki's abdomen. Loud groans and yelps filled the dark room with every deep thrust. "Oh Tasuki... Oh Gods...Ohh..."

He pulled himself in closer, tilting his hips up to take in more of his love, his legs wrapped tighter.

One hand gripped Tama's hip as the other pumped his arousal, driving him to pleasure. His body began to tingle, his eyes went blind, and he thrust with mindless abandon, his only thought was of pushing Tama over the edge and into orgasm. He knew his end was near, his hand stroking Tama's cock faster even as his pace increased. "Aahhhmmm.... Tama... I-I'm.... fuck! Come, come... with me!"

He howled out a moan, his breath erratic and his heart racing, "Oh yesss... TASUKI. I- I'm ... " His hips moved faster into Tasuki's thrusts, pulling him in deeper. He couldn't take it any more. Tasuki's cock hit a sweet spot inside of him and he was being driven mad with pleasure. "... I'm coming...TASUKI!!" He bucked wildly.

He burned. His kanji lighting the room with a brilliant crimson glow as he rocketed towards his end, he gathered Tama to his chest as he fell over the edge of reason and followed him with a scream of his own. “TA-CHAN!" He convulsed, his hips continuing to thrust, milking him of every last drop of seed.

He threw his head back and arched upwards; unaware of the glowing of both their symbols except for the heat he could feel nearly engulfing them. His hands gripped at Tasuki's back, his orgasm released. More, MORE, even when he thought it was over; there still was the pulsing feeling of Tasuki inside of him.

He fell against Tama's chest, gasping for every breath as he willed his heart to return to a normal pace. He'd never had a more mind-blowing orgasm in his life. Obviously dreams couldn't show as a true depth of feeling as reality. "I love you, Ta-chan. " he whispered sleepily, refusing to move from his place and break the connection they had made. "I love you... "

"I love you." Their words overlapped each other. Tama's heart felt like it would never stop, he would never catch his breath. It came in heavy heaves as Tasuki's head rested against his chest. He tilted his head and kissed Tasuki's hair, his neck, his ear, anything his lips could reach.

Tasuki kissed the skin just under his lips; he was far too tired to actually move his head up for a proper kiss. He smiled softly as he felt Tama's kisses on his head, neck and ear. He guessed he could move this once; he raised his head and caught Tama's lips with his own in a tender kiss. "My Ta-chan, I love ya." his voice was thick with sleep as he grinned.

"Nigh' night, Ta-chan." He whispered as his head fell back to rest on Tama's chest. Soon, he drifted off to sleep. The goofy grin on his face attesting to his happiness.

The kiss was perfect, just like their peeking pleasure had been. He smiled. "I love you too, Tasuki." He said as his lover fell asleep in his arms. "Good night, my love." He gathered Tasuki in his arms and closed his eyes, leaning down to rest his back on the bed, taking care not to let Tasuki slip from him. He wanted to fall asleep together. "Thank you" he whispered into Tasuki's hair, and let sleep fall over him.

~Owari~

End Notes: I hope you've enjoyed this little one-shot lemon. ^-^ Tasuki and Tamahome is a pairing that is little seen and as such leaves much room for delightful little romps. There could be a second part in the making but I'm not really sure. Maybe, maybe not. ~.^