Samurai Deeper Kyo Fan Fiction ❯ The difference Between Brothers ❯ The difference Between Brothers ( One-Shot )

Oh, my, here's the story, hop you won't hate it…

I'm pairing Shinrei and Akira, because it's so much fun.

I do not own Samurai Deeper Kyo, or any of the characters. It all belongs to this Japanese dude named Akimine Kamijyo. So I just thought; can't have his genius mind, so I'm just borrowing his characters… hope he don't mind. And, I'm NOT making any sort of money or cupcakes on this…

 

 

 

You had once before heard the others talk about this Shinrei. You heard them say that this man, who is standing right in front of you at the moment, is the brother of Hotaru. You sigh in disbelief. Hotaru can't possibly have a brother. At least, you can't imagine your old friend could have a brother. Or any family at all, for that matter. It is a surrealistic thought to you, mostly because Hotaru always had been a loner. Somehow, like Kyo, but then again not at all like him. But now, you find yourself in front of this said brother of Hotaru, without any idea of his appearance. The only thing you are sure about is the sound of Shinreis voice. And that voice is nothing like Hotarus. It's a proud voice, a strong voice, indeed. Hotarus voice is not proud… not strong. It is careless and always low. Rarely showing any feelings its owner may have had at the moment of speech. The fact that their voices are so completely different makes you think.

At the moment present your highest wish, is to learn the looks and person of this man. But you aren't quite sure how to.

The man in front of you lets out a frustrated sigh. “Are you going to ask me something, or could we start to figure out how we are going to find our way out of this place?”

The sudden sound of his voice wakes you form your thoughts. “Pardon?” you hadn't been paying attention to the words, coming from Shinrei. Slowly you return to your current situation.

You're inside some sort of cave, that much are you sure about, but that aside and the fact that the entrance is blocked by large rocks, you don't know more. You can feel the darkness around You both, not that it bother you that much, since you're already blind. Buy you can sense that Shinrei is slightly annoyed by not being able to se anything. Both his voice and his aura gave him away, when he repeats his words. You turn your face towards the voice. You actually like the voice.

You then reply “I don't think were going to get out of here by ourselves. I don't sense any exit anywhere.”

Shinrei lets out another frustrated sigh “then what would you suggest?”

You raise your hand to your chin. A bad habit of yours. You always do that whenever you are thinking or floating away in pleasant daydreams. “Perhaps the wisest thing to do would be just to wait.”

“And you truly believe that they will come looking for us?”

You doesn't need to think a second before answering the question “Yes!”

“And what makes you so certain about that?” there's traces of doubt in Shinreis voice.

“Kyo does always come back…” You suppress a smile when you hear Shinrei let out, yet another frustrated sigh, and you briefly wonder if, this guy know any other ways of sighing.

“I guess so… then now what?” Shinrei speaks out again.

“Well… I suggest we get to know each other?” You really want to know this person. You do, not for one second, believe that this determined person can have any relation to the Hotaru you know. You feel Shinrei slowly begins to let his guards down and you take this action as an approval to continue. “Is it really true that Hotaru is your brother?”

The question caught Shinreis attention immediately, and the answer follows quick “Half-brother!”

You take one step towards the other man “I see…” you say thoughtfully. “That did explain a lot”

You feel Shinreis hesitation hanging in his aura before he speaks out “like what?”

You tilt his head “like how different your voices are. And your auras.”

“How about our looks?” Shinrei obviously lets out the words before he remembered the fact that he was having a conversation with a blind man. “I apologize, Akira-san. I forgot.”

You, once again, suppress a smile. You're often amused by people, when they forget that you're blind. And Shinrei was definitely no exception. “That's okay. People often forget.”

“Still I…” he's cut of by your voice.

“Don't think about it, dear Shinrei-san. But you made me wonder…”

“About what?” the embarrassment in Shinreis voice's replaced by curiosity.

“Are your looks really that different? I guess I'll never know…”

“Is there really no way for you to determine peoples looks? I mean…”

“There is a way, but it's not quite appropriate, when we hardly know each other.” You say politely. You can never believe that this man, Hotarus half-brother, will ever allow you to explore his features. But you will soon find yourself to be proven wrong.

“Please explain” it is a direct order coming from the other man, and you find that you're unable to deny the request.

“If you will let me see you with my hands, I'll be able to construct an inner picture of your appearance. But, as I said before, it's not appropriate when we hardly know each other…”

“I agree, but don't you think that it's rude of me too? I mean, here we are, having a conversation and you have absolutely no idea of who you are talking to.”

“Well…” You see his point, but you are still held back by your own politeness. You suddenly feel Shinrei enter your personal space and before you are able to react, you find your hands on Shinreis cheeks. Shinreis gloved hands on top of yours. You feel his jaw move, when he speaks out again.

“Akira-san, I hate rudeness. And I rather find myself in an inappropriate situation, than a rude one.”

You feel his grip on your hands loosen as the man continue to talk “so please, Akira-san, find out how I don't look like my good for nothing half-brother.”

The voice is hard and demanding and once again you find that you're unable to do anything, but follow the order. You take a deep breath; before you let your hands slide upwards, to meet his hairline. Carefully you let your fingers run through the silky strands. You stop for a moment, carefully memorizing the feeling and comparing it to how you remember Hotarus hair. And Shinreis hair is just the same as Hotarus.

“Which colour?” you ask.

Shinrei takes a moment to think before he replies “I believe silvery-white would be the correct description.”

“Oh… not like Hotaru…” you let your fingers run through his hair, while imagine the colour of it, out of the description given to you.

“No, not at all like Hotaru.” Shinrei replies.

“I see…” You lower your hands and slide your fingers across Shinreis forehead. You can feel his hair fall down and cover your hands on his forehead. It makes you smile.

Slovly you let your thumbs stroke his eyebrows, before you move down to the protruding cheekbones. Not quite as sharp as Hotarus, you notice. You let your indexes follow the bone, while your thumbs turn their attention to the well-defined nose in the middle.

Shinrei shut his eyes close when your fingers trace his eyelids, in effort to determine the size of his eyes. Your fingers tell you that they are a little larger than those of Hotarus. With a smile you let your hands travel down. Slowly you follow his jawbone, and when your hands meet at the defiant chin you let them go up once again.

You let out a small gasp at the feel of moist lips beneath your fingers. You can feel his breathing against your skin. It's calm and steady. Slowly you trace the contours of the other mans lips but stops in surprise as Shinrei parted his lips in order moist them with his tongue. His tongue feels warm and wet against your fingers, and you feel Shinrei stiffen. As if his own action had shocked him. Even though it is a natural action.

You remove your hands from hid face and let them slide down the neck. You stop when you feel the silky fabric of Shinreis clothing, pulling your hands back. You don't think it would be appropriate to continue to feel the other mans body. It would be crossing the line. Your thoughts are interrupted by Shinreis voice. It is shaking slightly, you notice. Perhaps you already crossed his line, but it was, you remind yourself, Shinrei who told you to do it in the first place.

“So, tell me, Akira-san. Did you get your inner image?”

You smile “almost… I still need one thing to complete it.”

“Tell me!”

“Your eyes… tell me your colour.”

“Amber-gold. Like Hotaru.”

You are silent for a moment while completing the jigsaw of Shinreis face. And the result makes you sigh. Not in frustration, but in delight. The picture inside your head does indeed attract you.

“Oh… beautiful…” you whisper beneath your breath as you feel Shinreis eyes on you.

“Akira-san. What's your colour?”

You sigh again. This time in relief, when you realize that, apparently he hadn't heard you. But you're confused by the question. “My colour?” you repeat.

“Yes, your eyes… tell me your colour!” once again demanding in his voice.

“Oh…” You have to think for a moment. You hadn't been paying your eyes much attention since you went blind. “Blue… light blue.” You feel like you owe Shinrei the answer.

“I like blue…”

You raise your hand “May I?” you ask.

Shinrei got your idea and makes an approving sound. You place your palm against his cheek. You need to feel those lips once more, so you slowly move your hand to the corner of his mouth, continuing to trace his still moist lips. They're so soft. You get lost in your thoughts, and nearly jump in surprise when his gloved fingers close around your wrist. You're just about to ask if you crossed the line, when you feel the lips beneath your fingers part. You freeze when he let his tongue touch your fingers briefly before he closes his lips around two of them. You feel his tongue brush over the digits before he starts to suck them gently.

You can feel he's staring at you, and that feeling makes something inside you grow. You aren't too familiar with this particular feeling, because you'd spent most of your life training, not really leaving any time to explore your basic human needs.

But Shinreis action does light a spark inside you. And this time you feel no need, or desire, to ignore it.

For a while you let Shinrei continue. His lips and tongue gently caressing your fingers before you slowly pull your hand back. He let you do it, but he doesn't loosen his grip on Your wrist.

You raise Your free hand to the other mans shoulder. You're curious. By now your fingers knew the feeling of those lips, but you want to know more. You move your face closer, sensing Shinreis scent, and memorizing it. He smells like the ocean on a cold winter day, mixed with a vague scent of lavender. You find it odd that a man, a warrior, would smell like a flower, but this, combined with his mental image of the man in front of you, only serves to attract you further. Without hesitation you lean in and place your own, dry lips on those soft and sweet lips of Shinreis.

You halfway expect Shinrei to beat you up for this, but he doesn't. Instead you feel his lips part beneath yours, before he slowly let his tongue out trough them.

Your pulse rises at the feel of his tongue tracing over your lips. Demanding your lips to part, demanding them to let him in. You can't help but let out a small moan when you part them. Immediately you feel Shinreis tongue move past your lips before it gently began to coax you into responding. Slowly you start to mimic the movements and brush your tongue against his.

When Shinrei breaks the kiss, he's leaving you with this unfamiliar feeling inside and confusion painted all over your young face. Your hand is still resting on his shoulder and your attention is focused on the man in front of you. While holding your breath you wait for Shinrei to talk. Or act. But Shinrei does nothing, at least for a while. When he finally speaks, you let out the air you were holding, in relief.

“So, Akira… By now you know the colour of my eyes and my hair. You know the features of my face…” he pauses.

You had to admit that you aren't paying full attention to the words spoken to you. You are wondering about how Shinreis body would feel against your fingers.

“And you also discovered my scent and my taste… does that give you a full image?”

 

 

You hear the words, but you don't believe them. The words themselves, isn't hard to believe, it's the tone. The way Shinrei spoke them made them sound like an open invitation. And it makes you smirk.

Shinrei did indeed invite you to continue, so you decide to give it a try. Your hands are begging you to let them touch the soft fabric, covering his body. You pull your hand out of his grip and place it upon his other shoulder. Then both of his hands begin to explore. They slide over the smooth fabric, tracing the high collar before your left hand follows the line of folded clothing down towards the belt. You can feel the fastenings, well hidden under the folded fabric. Your right hand run over the shoulder and make its way down. Fingertips slowly take in the feel of the tense muscles of Shinreis back before reaching the hilts of his Bukyokusui, safely secured in the belt.

“Why so tense, Shinrei-san?” you ask, before your left hand reaches the knot that ties the belt in front. Your fingers begin to undo the knot when Shinreis replies.

“It's just the way I am.”

“Oh…” You smile when you feel the knot loosen and lower the belt and the Bukyokusui to the ground. “You really need to loosen up then”. Your right hand joins its twin in front, and determined to feel the body, so well hidden beneath layers of clothing; your fingers begin to undo the fastenings. One by one, till you reach the collar and feel the fabric part. With at satisfied smile you slip the clothing over his shoulders and hear the characteristic rustling sound when it landed on the ground.

At the feel of Shinreis soft skin against your palms, you figure that you want more. And the fact that Shinrei hadn't stopped you yet, tells you that it's okay.

By now you know that Shinrei had been right from the beginning. He was nothing like Hotaru. Sliding your hands over the strong muscles of Shinreis chest you found another difference.

“You're not as skinny as him either…” you point out

“Who wants to be as skinny as him? Besides, I never forget to eat just because I'm lost in my own world like he does all the time.”

“You're right… he's hopeless at that point” You suppress a laugh.

“He's hopeless at any pint!”

“Hmm… you're probably right.” you don't want to discuss Hotaru at the present time. You want to feel Shinreis body. All of it. Firmly you push him closer to the wall while you place an aggressive kiss on the other mans lips. This time you are the one who brushes your tongue against the other mans lips, telling Shinrei to let you in. And he lets you in and you feel his warm and soft tongue brush lightly against your own. Continuing to deepen the kiss your hands begin to undo the binding of Shinreis hakama and within seconds you drop it down around his ankles.

He lets out a surprised gasp when you close your hand around the sac between his legs, gently caressing the soft skin with your fingers, before moving up, just a little.

Brushing your lips against the smooth skin on Shinreis neck, you begin to move your head down. Your teeth gently biting down on his collarbone, while you start to stroke him. His head is falling back over and you hear a longing moan escape his lips. The sound tells you that you aren't the only one who wants more, so you quickly lower yourself down onto your knees. You place your free hand on his thigh and run your tongue over your dry lips before closing them around the head of his already hard erection. You feel his hand on your head, holding your hair to keep your head in place. The moans coming from above your head as you let your tongue play around the tip, turns you on.

While adding pressure with your tongue you take as much of his length in as possible, making the man lean on to the wall behind him. Repeating the action, you let your tongue slip through the slit on top of the head before once again taking him in. You gasp in surprise when you feel Shinrei tighten his grip in your hair as he moves his hips forward, thrusting his entire length into your mouth.

Unprepared to the sudden invasion of your throat, you choke. And as Shinrei pulls himself back, you prepare yourself for the next thrust.

It follows within seconds and you tease his length with your tongue, making him groan in satisfaction as he thrust himself into your mouth over and over again. You do what you can to meet him every time without choking, but it's difficult when he holds your hair so tight that you can't move your head. And it arouses you.

Then suddenly he removes your head from him and you whimper in protest. And still with his hand fisted in your hair he drops down on his knees. Forcing your head back over, he lean in close to you.

“I… want” he pauses to take in a deep breath “more!”

This confuses you. You don't understand why he removed himself in the first place, if he wants more. “Then what are you doing down here? Why don't you get back on your feet and let me continue?” you hear a rustling sound, and realize that he's removing himself form his hakama.

When the sound stops you feel his hand let go of your hair. He places it firmly on your chest and pushes you onto the ground.

“Silly boy…” he says, and you hear something small, but soft, probably his gloves, hit the ground.

“Silly? Why… you…” you want to yell at him but you freeze when you feel his hands on the bindings of your own hakama. “What are you doing?” you whisper.

“Isn't that obvious?” he snickers and begins to free your body from your remaining clothing.

You shiver when you feel his hands on your naked skin. His hands are warm and, much to your surprise, very gentle. But what amazes you the most is how soft they are, the hands of a high skilled warrior like him aren't supposed to be soft. They're supposed to be calloused, from hours of hard training. But Shinreis hands are soft. So very soft. He leans over you, pressing his hardness against your skin and kiss you. His tongue is pushing itself into your mouth before gently rubbing against yours.

You let a single moan out when his hand stroke your erection, arching yourself into his hand. His other hand is caressing your cheek and neck, sending chills up and down your spine. He shifts his body, placing himself between your legs, forcing you to spread them out wide. Your hands find their way around his neck, running your fingers trough the silky strands of his hair as he moves his lips across your cheek. Placing gentle kisses on your skin before closing is lips around your earlobe, biting down on it. Your mouth opens to let out a wanting groan and he quickly slip three of his fingers inside. You immediately begin to suck them eagerly, wanting.

And he knows what you want, though you're not entirely sure yourself yet.

You're not even sure of why you kissed him in the first place. Or why you decided to undress him. And your sudden desire to taste him still puzzles you. But every doubt about the current situation, you may have had, completely vanish when he presses his full length against yours. You slowly get lost in the sensation of his lips exploring your skin, and your body is arching up towards him.

You moan when his lips close around your nipple and his tongue begins to play it. He gently bites down on it and at the same time remove his fingers from your mouth, causing you to let out a high pitched squeak.

He then pulls back. Your hands reach out, but can't reach. Your mind begins to panic; is that it? He's not going to stop now, is he?

No, he's not stopping. He's moving on. You feel one of his wet fingers gently press against your entrance, massaging your muscles, telling you to relax with his fingers. You bite your lip hard when his finger slips inside and slowly moves back and forth. The taste of blood touch the tip of your tongue and your body try to move away from the stinging pain in your lower back when his other finger joins its twin. He begins to scissor his fingers inside you and you feel a vague wave of pleasure through the stinging pain.

You're slowly getting used to the feeling of his fingers and your body begins to relax as he lean over you again. His voice reaches your ears from far away “Akira”

 

 

You raise your head focusing on the voice, your breathing is harsh and you can feel sweat on your forehead. His hands are placed on either side of your head and you feel the tip of his erection against your thigh. Pre-cum is dripping from it. “Your first time, no?”

You don't answer and he takes it as a `yes' and continue “Then I better be nice to you…” the words is whispered into your ear right before his right hand grip your knee and push your leg up. It is now you notice his tone. But before you get any chance to protest, he thrust himself past the tight ring of muscles and burrows his length to the hilt, you cry out in pain and he growls in satisfaction. You're disgusted by the sound coming from your lips, you think that you sound pathetic, but if this is his idea of being nice, you sure don't want to se his evil side.

“You said you'd be nice to me…” you whisper through your clenched teeth.

He leans over you, gently kissing your neck “I am being nice, so shut up!” he whispers in your ear.

“But it hurts…” your voice's barely audible but you just think he heard you when you feel his lips on yours. His tongue brushes against your lips and you let him in, hoping that it will soothe the pain, just a little…

It does.

And your body begins to relax as his hand gently runs over your skin and your muscles are slowly getting over the violent intrusion. But the pain returns when he moves his hips back, only to thrust in to you again, but this time the pain is mixed with pleasure. You jerk away from his lips and let out a whimper in mixed delight and pain. Whit each thrust you feel more pleasure than pain and your hands find their way to his back, your nails digging down into his skin. When you finally let out a loud moan of pure pleasure, Shinrei shifts his body slightly to give him more leverage and your hips moves to meet every one of his thrusts, to please him, to please yourself.

You soon feel a strange rage build up inside you, and it's growing with each kiss, touch, bite and thrust. You begin to understand that this rage soon will force you to let go, but it feels so good. So you hold it back. You've always been a stubborn kid, and it hadn't changed at all.

You're getting lost in the pure feeling of pleasure granted to you by this man, but wake up to reality when he slaps you hard on the cheek.

“What the…” you hiss but get cut of by a hard, violent thrust and Shinreis angry voice.

“Stop holding back, boy!”

You smile. He wants you to do something, and you somehow liked the way he slapped you, so you decide to see if he's in for a game. “Make me!”

Shinrei freeze above you, and you figure that you actually managed to surprise him. Then you feel his hand on your erection, gently stroking it and you can't help but let out a loud moan.

“So be it…” he says and begins to move his hips back and forth again at an angry pace, while stroking you.

Your back arches and your fingernails dig deep into the smooth skin of his back. The rage inside you is becoming almost painful and you are completely unable to hold back for another second.

You lift your head and burrow your mouth in the crook of his neck, biting his flesh hard as you let go. You scream into his neck and hear him gasp as your muscles clamps down on him and you feel your own, warm cum on your bare chest, as the rage's roaring through your body.

He's breathing harsh as he slowly picks up his pace once again and when your teeth let go of him and you lean back onto the ground, exhausted, he simply says “Good boy”

Your body willingly meets his thrusts again and again and you smile with great satisfaction when you hear him groan in pleasure as he empties himself deep inside of you.

 

“So… Akira.” You hear his voice in the dark. You've both got dressed properly again and are sitting across from each other.

“Yes?”

“Does this usually happen when you `see' people?”

“No. I usually don't `look' at people, because it's inappropriate, but then again, people usually don't suck my fingers…”

“I guess so…”

Your conversation is interrupted by the sound of rocks being moved.

“See, I was right!” you say “They did come back…”

“Damn you…”

“You're a nice person too.” You get up and walk towards the sound.

“Akira! Shinrei!” its Bontenmarus voice and you reply.

“Yeah we're in here!”

Shinrei an yourself begins to work from the inside and your combined effort gets you out of the cave and into the sunlight.

“What took you so long, Stupid!”

You guess that it is Hotaru who's the target of Shinreis angry voice and you smile when you feel Yuyas presence.

“Are you all right, Akira-san?” she asks.

“never been better, but I think I promised you a sculpture, didn't I?”

“OH! You remember!”

You soften by her happy voice “Then follow me, please…”

“You are a fucking lowlife! You're so stupid, I can't believe it!”

You turn towards Shinrei “Shinrei!” you say.

“Yes?”

“remember I'm a fucked lowlife too…”

“You better watch it!”

With a wide smirk you turn away “make me!”