Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Disclaimer ❯ Morning Smiles ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not own them. I just use them. Enjoy

Warning: this now has a plot. It started off as just one really long sex scene; the true definition of PWP, but now it is officially my first fic. It also contains Yaoi, if you are offended by this do not read any farther.

All criticisms are welcomed good or bad. If you see something that you think needs to be changed around or serious grammar mistakes please be specific when pointing them out. Thanks and Enjoy.

I actually finished this chapter two days before my self-imposed deadline. Mostly thanks to my muses and also Split Persona (the ones and only). Thanks for the encouraging emails and reviews. Anyone who has not read their stuff make sure you check them out, especially if you like Seiji torture, but only after you have read and reviewed mine. I plan to have chapter three posted by 7-29-03 so be on the look out.

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With his ear turned towards Shuu's heart, Seiji quietly listened to the strong beat but something was missing. Shuu's chest did not push against his own. Seiji sat up quickly placing his fingers near Shuu's partially opened mouth. He could not detect any intake of breath from Shuu's lips. Seiji silently cursed and quickly reached for the leather ties binding Shuu's hands.

Once unbound Seiji pulled Shuu into a sitting position and began to gently slap his cheeks. When that didn't rouse him the slaps became more forceful. Shuu suddenly jerked gasping in a deep breath of air. Seiji cradled Shuu in his arms and reached for the oxygen mask on the side of the bed. The hiss of the tank was soon heard as Seiji placed the mask over Shuu's mouth. Soon the small convulsions that had wracked Shuu's body stopped as he relaxed in the safety and comfort of his koi's arms.

Shuu's pale lids fluttered open. Chocolate brown eyes stared up at the man holding him. A cold and stern expression marred the pale features. Seiji's lips were a thin line as he looked down on his partner.

" Baka! You've got to stop doing that," Seiji hissed at the man in his arms.

Shuu closed his eyes and nodded his acquiescence to his lover. He knew Seiji wasn't really mad. He could tell by the worried look in his eyes. The pale violet orbs were filled with concern and fright. It was almost a year ago when Shuu was diagnosed with IPF (Idiopathic Pulmonary Fibrosis) but with medication and breathing treatments they were able to keep it under control. It only flared when Shuu exerted himself too hard.

Shuu raised his hand to remove the mask, his breathing now normal. He stared up at the blond man with an apologetic smile.

" Sorry Seiji," he whispered, "but you take my breath away."

Seiji closed his eyes as a soft chuckle rumbled in his chest. The scowl on his fine features softened into a slight smile. He then tapped his koibito lovingly on the nose.

Seiji reached over and pulled back the bedcover and sheet. After settling Shuu comfortably on the bed, he quickly went into the private bathroom, he had installed, to clean up. Usually they would take a quick shower but by the look on Shuu's face Seiji knew the man was too tired to sit up let alone stand. Seiji swiftly removed the leather chaps and cleaned his stomach and softened member then returned to his slumbering partner to do the same.

Seiji moved a sweat sodden lock out of Shuu's face. The ash blue bangs clung stubbornly to a golden brow. Seiji quickly removed signs of their lovemaking. He then tucked the Chinese warrior under the covers replacing the oxygen mask on his face.

Seiji sighed as he tried to adjust Shuu's resting form under the covers. He removed the comforter noticing the small cum spot on it. He would have to wash that in the morning. The night was fairly warm considering it was late September so Seiji decided that a blanket for the night was not necessary.

Seiji stepped into the bathroom tossing the towel into the sink and swiftly turning off the lights and closing the door. Then he turned off the lights in the bedroom and crawled into bed next to his sleeping lover. Seiji laid his head on Shuu's chest listening to the steady breathing intermingling with the hiss of the oxygen tank. The strong beat of Shuu's heart soon lulled him to sleep.

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Hot plastic on his face and a soft hissing in his ear soon brought Shuu's sleep befuddle mind around to the present. His chest ached and his head was pounding. Turning to face the alarm clock he silently cursed realizing that he was more than an hour late for work.

He tried to rush out of his and Seiji's bed but a disorienting wave of dizziness and nausea hit him and he collapsed back into the covers. Waiting till the room had stopped spinning and his breathing returning to normal, Shuu removed the offending plastic and turned the tank off. He slowly sat up this time and once again looked over at the nightstand. Next to the clock was a glass of water and four pills. Shuu sighed. His ever-vigilant lover left his meds where he could see them knowing that Shuu would willingly forget to take them.

Quickly swallowing the pills with a sip of water, he stood and walked over to the bathroom. He would have to call work but first he needed a shower. Shuu still felt a little sticky from the previous night's activities plus the warm spray will help to wake him fully.

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The aroma of coffee beckoned him down the stairs and into the kitchen. Since Seiji was most likely at work, this was an opportune time for Shuu to sneak a cup of coffee. Now if only Shin and Touma were not there he would be able to get a morning fix of caffeine with no one being the wiser.

Reaching the bottom step Shuu looked around. Hearing Shin and Ryo in the den, he made a beeline into the kitchen. He stopped short upon seeing the figure resting on the kitchen table, the blue head laying on the smooth wooden surface, eyes closed in sleep.

Shuu stealthily crept to the coffee machine waiting on the opposite side. He grabbed a mug out of the adjourning cabinet then silently reached for the coffee pot handle.

"Don't even think about,"

Shuu spun around staring at the blue-haired man who at all appearances seemed passed out. Keeping his eyes focused on his best friend, who still had not turn his head in Shuu's direction, he reached again for the coffee pot.

"Step away from the coffee," came the soft command.

Dejected, Shuu moved away from the tantalizing brew to grab a tea bag from the cabinet. He slammed the mug down next to the blue-haired ronin, who still had not moved since the moment he came into the kitchen. Pouring the hot water, which was apparently left on the stove for him, Shuu sat down waiting for the tea to brew.

Looking over at his best friend Shuu soon became annoyed that the man still had not raised his head or opened his eyes to acknowledge his presence. Taking a tentative sip from his cup and placing it back down Shuu reached over to rustle the sleep tossed hair.

Batting at the hand that tried rouse him Touma lifted his head to face Shuu. Muttering a groggy good morning, he slowly got out of his chair to refill his mug of morning coffee. He looked over at Shuu grinning while he poured the black liquid.

Shuu's eyes narrowed as he watched the display then he promptly flipped the other the middle finger. Touma giggled. This was their morning ritual whenever Shuu woke up late, Rowen being the only coffee drinker in the house. Well the only one who was allowed to drink coffee, since Seiji and Shin drank tea and Ryo not having a taste for the bitter brew. Shuu stood up heading towards the phone.

"Don't even bother. Seiji already called you in sick."

Shuu muttered something about overprotective blondes and how he was a grown man capable of handling his own affairs. Touma just laughed. Looking for his keys Shuu started to head for the door.

"You're not going to find them," Touma stated flatly.

"I know I left them in here when I came home yesterday," Shuu answered.

"I know," Touma snickered, "Seiji took them when he left for his morning run. That's not all either. He asked Shin to look after you until he got back."

Shuu visibly paled. At times Seiji was down right demanding when it came to Shuu and his health but there was always room for some sort of compromise. That was how he got his reunion sex last night even though he came home late and tired, but Shin was another matter. Who would think that the ever polite, always helpful and always cheerful man was a maniacal bully of a mother hen?

Whenever anyone was sick Shin went into a commando mode. Shuu would rather face Arago again before trying to battle Shin when he was like that. Shin was beyond relentless.

When Shuu came home after he had his first attack Shin turned the whole house into a hospital ward. No one, not even Seiji, was allowed to enter his room without Shin's approval. Thanks mostly to Shuu's insurance as well as Shin's insistence he spent two weeks hooked up to all sorts of monitors as well as an oxygen mask. Since he was too weak to protest, Shuu gave in until the doctors as well as Seiji made the smallest Ronin back off.

Shuu did not want a repeat of Shin's over protective nature. Silently he went back to his room knowing that Shin would be there soon with breakfast and more tea. Twenty minutes later, just as he predicted, Shin walked into his room carrying a tray with a bowl of miso soup and a cup of herbal tea.

With a brief good morning, Shin, expecting no opposition, went about his task. He first checked Shuu's pulse then his blood pressure. He then patiently waited for the electronic thermometer to signal it was done.

Shuu hated having his temperature taken, but he refused to complain openly in front of Shin. The last time Shuu did he was promptly flipped over onto his stomach and a lubed thermometer was swiftly shoved up his ass. Shin had sat on his back effectively pinning him down until the thermometer was removed. In spite of his size Shin was quite strong and because of his occupation as a male nurse he was use to stubborn and uncooperative patients. With a pat on his head, Shuu was left to pout alone in his room.

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Zani ~ Well it is not a cliffhanger but chapter 2 is officially done.

Rowen ~ And I was actually in it. ***smiling***

Zani ~ Yes you were. You were a very very good muse. Keep it up and I might give you a bigger part in the story.

Shin ~ Why am I such a big bully? ***pouts**

Zani ~ Because I was tired of others making you this over emotional pansy.

Shin ~ They do not!

Zani, Ryo, Seiji, Shuu, Rowen ~ *** all at once*** Yes they do!

Zani ~ Well not all of them. Some make you over emotional while others make you a complete wimp. I guess the better to torture you with.

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