Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction ❯ Enigma ❯ Silence Must Be Heard ( Chapter 4 )
Sorry for the wait, I suppose that I should warn you all that my fanfics will be coming at odd intervals for a week or two, if at all, my semester is not over until Dec. 5th (the time I should have all of my finals done), and I should be updating with regularity again.
Enigma 4
Silence Must Be Heard
Leon looked up to find D staring at his clasped hands as if they held all the answers. Leon panicked; it looked like D was going to cry again. Chibi-D gurgled and Leon moved automatically to see to his needs. D looked up startled, "He needs cleaning, detective, it's time for his bath." D stood and scooped the damp child into his arms. Leon did not understand why, but he followed D to a rather large bathroom where a miniature bathtub had been set up with warm water. Leon figured it must be a Kami trick that the bath was prepared to perfection.
D was silent as he rid the child of his silken garments. Leon was not surprised that the child wore cloth diapers. He thought they were unnecessarily fussy, but they seemed to suit D. D began to coo to the child as he placed him in the water. Leon frowned, was D singing? He smiled then, it was almost, pleasant, no Leon thought, it was definitely pleasant. D had a really nice voice. He sung low and in Mandarin, Leon figured, but it was nice.
Leon handed D the articles he needed in silence as the bath was completed and the child was swaddled for the evening. D wrapped the child in blankets and carried him to a small room. Leon noted a second door and figured that it must lead to D's bedroom. He looked around the child's room and noted the neatly arranged motif. It was done in pastels with what appeared to be a water color painting of a forest covered the walls. The ceiling was done in splashes of varying shades of green and blue resembling a sky through leaves. As he peered through the trees and tall grass he thought he could make out several animals peering back at him. One of them blinked and Leon started. D looked up at Leon and smiled knowingly.
Leon glared at the wall and followed D from the room. Leon sent one last look at the baby and smiled, the little tyke was already asleep. D walked gracefully to his sitting room and Leon followed. It seemed all he had done for several years now was follow D around. He found his eyes traveling the length of D's body. Not a bad sight to follow. Leon enjoyed the view of D's slim gracefulness. His backside was small, but through the silk, Leon could tell it was perfectly formed and firm. Leon shook his head to clear it. What was he doing he questioned himself? D was a man, pretty, yes, kind of dangerously sexy, true, but still a man.
Count D felt the glimmering of unbearable sadness creep up on him. If Leon would not readily admit to lust, which seemed to be a human's primary function…, he would never admit to love, not for D. D sniffled and brought his hand up to catch an errant tear. "Hey D," Leon said. D paused, lowered his head and walked further away from Leon.
"I shall prepare an evening tea Detective." D said and left Leon sitting alone in the room with nothing but his troubled thoughts to keep him company. D fled to his kitchen, away form Leon, away from the heart ache that seemed to be his fate. Why grandfather? D sobbed as he collapsed into a chair. It would have been better to go through eternity wondering what he felt than to know and be alone. He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up in surprise at his Grandfather.
"It was not my intent to cause you suffering." Sofu said as he wiped the tears from his beloved grandson's face. "Your detective is stubborn this is true, it is one of the qualities that you found endearing is that not so?" D nodded silently and took the comfort his grandfather so rarely offered. Sofu sat across from D and looked deep into his eyes. "I know you think it would have been better to not know your feelings; but ignorance, while bliss, can not last forever. You would have learned what you felt when it was too late to do anything about it. Your human could be dead by then. And the fate of your human would have been much worse. His mind would have forgotten everything about you, but his heart would have dutifully clung to his beloved. He would have gone quit mad. Is that what you want?"
More tears fell as D shook his head. "I know it may seem hard child, for he is uncommonly stubborn, but then, so are you." Sofu frowned. It was his very last wish that his grandson should become involved with a human. For their kind were weak, their life spans but a mere flash in a Kami's life. Here and gone before one had truly grasped their passing. It was a harsh lesson he was dealing his grandson, but a lesson he needed to learn. Humans were nothing. It was better to judge them, and let them die and to remain detached. This was a lesson, D would learn once his lover died, either on his dangerous job or by nature's unfailing hand, for that was the ways of the humans.
"I do not know how to love." D said to his grandfather.
"What is to know, and in not knowing, is that not what you find yourself doing?" Sofu asked. D gasped, could he be right? He looked into his grandfather's eyes and saw a wisdom of ages so long ago that he could not begin to comprehend. "To love is a very basic, very primitive emotion, it is something inherent in all things human, animal, or even Kami. Some Kami's do learn to control such feelings, but you are young yet child, and ill prepared for the folly of such behavior."
"If to love is folly grandfather, why have you returned me? For while I love him and he yet loves me…there is nothing to be accomplished if he will not admit to his feelings, even to himself." D said, the tea kettle's whistled pulled him to his feet and he went about setting a tea tray. D placed a sugar cube directly into his mouth. Sucking the pure granulated sugar helped to calm his nerves.
Sofu smiled indulgently as D closed his eyes and enjoyed the sugar. "I have confidence in your abilities to entice child." Sofu looked away and D was amazed to see a tinge of pink color his grandfather's smooth cheeks. "Show him what it is that he wants despite what it is that he does not want to admit. A human will take what is offered to him, especially the males, it is their nature. I will not tell you a falsehood child. I have known the touch of humans when I was but a young Kami myself. It is something to be experienced." D gasped and looked to the table to find Q-Chan flapping his wings before he darted out of an open window. D looked out into the still night and watched as his grandfather disappeared from view.
D sure as hell was acting strange. Leon thought with a frown, first the silence, then the tears, the baby, it was all a great mind fuck. Leon glanced at his watch and frowned, what the hell was taking so long with the tea? D had never taken this long before. Why hadn't he forgotten about Count D? What the hell was D talking about with his mind? If his mind forgot, why hadn't he? What else could there be…certainly not his…heart? Did he love that miscreant Chinese criminal? Well, Leon thought, to be honest, D was not a criminal, but some sort of ancient Chinese god-type spirit whose sole function was the care of nature. Leon thought D's sole function was to drive him insane. Leon looked up to find Count D standing in the doorway staring at him. D held a tea tray and stared bemused at Leon.
Speech seemed an impossible feat for both of them. Leon was not sure why he stood; he had no intention of leaving. Frustrated with his own confusion he watched as D set up the tea setting. D bent over the table and the air left Leon's lungs. D gasped, could this be the enticement his grandfather had mentioned? D remained bent over the table for longer than necessary, and Leon stared at his bottom. D blushed becomingly before he found his seat opposite Leon. Leon frowned, why they hell was he just staring at another man's butt? To be honest, Leon thought with a smirk, he wasn't really lusting after a man, D wasn't human.
Leon sipped his tea and stared hard at D's face. There was thoughtfulness there, but then again D always seemed to be pondering something. There was also confusion, which was new. D always had clever little answers for everything, what the hell could he be confused about? D looked up from his tea and his eyes met Leon's. A silence so thick it could be felt descended upon them. Leon tought he could reach out and touch it, he frowned when he realized that he would rather reach out and touch D. "I have to be going, early day tomorrow you know."
"Yes of course." D murmured, Leon frowned, the hint of sadness in D's voice pulled at him. Leon had an irrational fear that he would return tomorrow and D would be gone. He snatched D's arms and pulled him to his feet. D dropped his tea cup to the floor as he braced his hands against Leon's shoulders, "Detective?"
Leon's hands traveled from D's arms to his back in an awkward embrace. "I don't know why…but…" Leon paused and the silence grew so loud that D feared it. "I'm going to kiss you." D gasped and Leon lowered his head and gently placed his lips against the Count's. Leon was surprised; D's lips were naturally such a vivid color, for he could not taste any artificial lipstick flavor he often got when he kissed women. D's lips were incredibly soft under his, and incredibly still. Leon felt the warmest sensation cloud his senses as he moved his lips over D's.
The kiss seared not only his body, but his heart as well. D gasped and his lips parted. Leon slipped his tongue in between them and tasted the sweet recesses of D's mouth. His tongue glided over D's even teeth and over the roof of his mouth. Leon pulled away and stared down into D's stunned mismatched, beautiful eyes. "Kiss me back," He demanded. D whimpered and Leon lowered his head for a second assault. Damn that was sexy, Leon thought as D's tongue tentatively met his own. the kiss was unsure, sweet, D did not seem to know what he was doing. Leon almost smiled as he pulled D closer to him. Leon's tongue performed a full on assault of D's mouth. D's tongue tried to imitate Leon, but he was woefully illprepared for such intimacy. D moaned low in his throat and Leon threw caution to the wind and allowed his hands to roam D's back, they slipped lower and of their own volition and cupped D's backside.
"Detective!" D gasped and pulled away. Perhaps this was a game he was not meant to play. it was too much, too fast. D was unbearably frightenedby everything that seemed to swamp him.What he felt could not be nearly normal. The room was spinning, his heart was beating erratically, he felt like he had a fever, and yet Kami's were immune to many diseases known to man. His eyes were nearly crossed. Never had he felt such a spiral of emotions and physical feelings all at one time. Could this be physical love? D blushed and sank into his seat. And what were the uncomfprtable changes taking place in his body. his pants were unusually tight. it was why he had shoved away from Leon. D studied his hands for a moment unable to look at Leon, was this what his grandfather meant about the touch of a human? What had Leon done to him? Leon towered above the count and looked down at him, just as unbelievably stunned as the count felt. Without another word Leon turned on his heel and left the shop. D lowered his head into his arms and sobbed.
