Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Balineses Orchid ❯ Greatest Fear ( Chapter 8 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Balineses Orchid
by Seven7
saturnssavior@netscape.net
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disclaimer: I wish they were mine then maybe I'd have some money. But since they're not I only have nine cents in my pocket....hey that's two more cents than yesterday! Happy Day! (seven dances around in circles)
Sorry this took so long to get out everyone but I put myself into a corner when I finished Chapter 7. I just didn't have any idea what to put down next. I gave myself writers block. funny huh? Anyway I'm out of it as you can see so here's the next chapter. enjoy!
WARNING! LEMON SCENE UP AHEAD! 1/2 If you don't like yaoi don't read this chapter....wait a minute if you don't like yaoi why the hell are you reading this for?
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Chapter Eight
continued from before..........
Crawford yelped when Lord Eiri grabbed his shirt coller and brought them face to face. Anger was well written on the mans face.
"Where is he?" Lord Eiri demanded shaking the poor frightened doctor.
"I...I'm not sure, I thought he was with you that's why I sent the letter." Crawford explained.
Eiri sighed and put the good doctor down back on solid ground. "Well you can at least tell me what's wrong with him can't you?"
Crawford hesitated, he was full aware of Lord Eiri's temper. It was practically legendary! Lord Eiri had the worst temper than anyone he's ever had the pleasure or displeasure of ever meeting. Crawford closed the door behind him and turned to walk to his drawing room. Eiri followed him. Walking over to the cabinet by the wall Brad pulled out two cups and a bottle of sake. Pouring sake into both cups, he offered one to Lord Eiri and gestured for him to take a seat. Eiri sat down and took the proffered cup of sake.
"Well are you gonna tell me or is the news so bad you're trying to get me drunk before telling me?" Eiri spat out. Something about this doctor had him rubbed the wrong way. The last time he's seen Dr. Crawford was when Asuka died. Not reasurring.
"I'll tell you but only in one condition." Brad began, sitting himself down in the seat directly across from Lord Eiri.
"And what condition is that?"
"That you don't panic and cause a riot"
"so it's that bad huh?"
Brad nodded.
"well I don't promise any thing but I can try to keep my anger in check is that good enough?"
"It'll have to do, before I say anything let me say that as your brothers physician it is my professional opinion that Lord Balinese be found immediately. So as soon as I'm done explaining myself we should begin a search party....."
"OUT WITH IT ALREADY!"
"What?"
"Out with it already will you, I've spent the whole night riding out here and I need to find out what's wrong with my brother!"
"Alright I'll tell you just calm down." Brad took a deep breath to calm his nerves "Lord Balinese is.....is...." looking straight into the eyes of Lord Eiri he continued "....dying."
"HE"S WHAT?!" Eiri screamed out standing up and grabbing Brads shirt coller again.
"Please calm down Lord Eiri you said you'd try to control you temper!" Brad cried out.
"To hell with my temper worse things will happen if you don't explain yourself doctor!"
"well to start please put me down and then I'll tell you why your brothers dying."
Eiri dropped the doctor back into his seat and stared at him expectantly.
"well" Crawford cleared his throat rearranging his shirt, "Lord Balinese has an infection of the stomach, kidney and liver. He's had it for some time, his business partner Lord Trieze Kushrenada also died from it only Lord Trieze had a more serious case, he died a rather long and ....painful death." Brad said looking up into amber eyes only to see fiery rage in those golden depths.
"So what you're saying is that my brother is going to die slowly and painfully is that it?"
Crawfor nodded.
"Well I'm out of here" said and spoken Eiri turned around to leave.
"WHAT!WAIT! Where are you going? We need to find your brother as soon as possible." Crawford stood up so quickly he knocked his chair backwards.
Eiri turned to stare at the doctor. "That is my intention doctor, I'll find my brother and get him the best medical attention that money can buy."
"B..But I'm his doctor!" Crawford yelled out.
"Yes and you've done your job, you told an unsuspecting man that he's going to die a slow and painful death and you've also managed to get him to run away from home. I think you've done enough already don't you agree?" Lord Eiri spat out.
"But only I know how to help your brother!"
Eiri looked at Crawford suspiciously, he never did like Crawford and something about his attitude just makes him more distrustful.
"And why is that?" Eiri turned on Crawford "Are you hiding something?"
"No that's not it it's just that since I'm his doctor it is my responsibility to find and treat my patient as best as I can and..and I care about Lord Balinese and I don't want anything bad to happen to him." Crawford explained, standing before Eiri. Lord Eiri's temper really is legendary he could see it in those amber depths of his.
"And what do you intend on doing then doctor?" Eiri took a good look at Brad for the first time since he barged his way in the other mans house. Brad had clearly been sleeping seeing as how the man is only dressed in his sleeping yukata. Standing at about 5'8" only two inches shorter than Eiri himself and four inches shorter than Yohji, Crawford was fairly tall for a Japanese. Or at least half Japanese for what Eiri could make out. Maybe the guy isn't so bad afterall.
"I demand to go with you to find Lord Yohji as immediately as possible."
Never mind.
"NO" Eiri turned around and began towards the door.
Crawford ran ahead and put himself between Eiri and the door, blocking it.
"What are you doing? Get out of the way you fool!" Eiri yelled seriously getting frustrated by the annoying physician.
"I refuse to let you go alone, what if Lord Yohji needs immediate medical attention when you...no..when we find him?" Crawford argued.
"You stupid fool get out of my way or so help me you'll need a doctor! Now move!"
"NO!"
"MOVE!"
"NO!"
"I SAID..........." Eiri grabbed Brad by the coller again and this time picked him up and threw him aside. "....MOVE!"
Senses jumbled by the unexpected toss Crawford immediately stood up and ran to block the door again.
"Oh for the love of......." Eiri began
"Lord Yohji will not accept your help." Brad stood between Eiri and the door again arms streched out to the side.
"What?"
"Lord Yohji will not accept your help you know that don't you? Why is it do you think he didn't even inform you of his condition? If it wasn't for me you wouldn't even know that you brother is dying! How do you intend on helping him when you won't let me, the one person besides Yohji who knows anything about this disease, be there to help him in his time of need?!"
Eiri glared at Brad. He was right. Yohji would probably choose to die before asking Eiri for any help. But why?
Eiri sighed, "Fine, get dressed we leave now!"
"B..But it's the middle of the night!" Crawford argued.
"I'm not waiting doctor! Either you get dressed immediately or I leave without you!" Eiri barked out storming out the door into the dark night.
Crawford didn't wait to be told again and immediately went to change and gather his equipment. As he grabbed his medical bag he took one last look around the place and walked out the door.
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~Wing Castle~
~Day Eighty~
The mud on the road made pulling the wagons almost immpossible as the Takatori Theatre Troupe made past the entrance gates of Wing Castle. The storm had caught up to them and began pounding on them just before the reached the castle. But by then the roads were turned into banks of soft mud making treking through them incredibly difficult.
Pulling the wagons up to the back entrance of the castle everyone immediatley jumped out and ran to the door to escape the pounding of the rain. Once inside the servents of the Wing Castle instructed the troupe as to where they will be sleeping when they will get their meals and when and where their performance would take place. As soon as that was done everyone went their own way to do their own things. Farfarello went to move all the wagons and horses to the much drier stables, him and a few other actors and stage hands began unloading the personal items from the wagon for distributing. The women of the troupe went to take baths to warm up their chilled bones. Shuichi and Aya changed their outfits to a more formal dressing and went to greet the lords of the castle. Yohji had declined their insistance that he go, he didn't fell like meeting Heero and Duo just yet or at all if possible.
Instead of greeting the lords as he has always done his entire life, Yohji went out into the cold rain and helped the others get things prepared. While removing the chest full of costumes from the back of Aya's wagon he couldn't help overhearing the others talk eagerly about the performance to come. Thinking about how he was going to perform on stage with Aya, Yohji frowned remembering how he hadn't practiced his swordsmanship since the end of the Senon War. The war that changed Yohji's life forever. Yohji gripped the handles of the costume chest in a fierce hold, white knuckling. A frown even deeper then the one he was already wearing appeared on his face. The war that claimed his fathers life. The war that had orphened him and his baby brother and made him master of Balinese Manor. Yohji carried the chest inside the castle through the back door, across the servents hall and into one of the dressing rooms of one of the actors. Depositing it onto the floor, Yohji turned around and headed out the door. He took no more than three steps before bumping into Omi.
"Yohji is everything ok? You seem a little pale? Do you want me to get Aya for you?" Omi asked worried upon seeing the intense frown replacing his usual good natured carefree expression on his friend.
Yohji closed his eyes for a minute before opening them and turned his gaze onto Omi's innocent ones.
Emerald eyes stared deep into cornflower eyes.
Omi gasped as he saw pain buried deep into those beautiful sad emerald eyes. So much pain, buried so deep it made his heart ache and his stomach clench.
"Y..Yohji..."
Yohji reached out and placed the back of his hand on Omi's cheek, caressing down to his jaw. Yohji placed his fingers under Omi's chin and gently lifted his face up a little more and stared more deeply into those confused cornflower blue irises.
"Tell me Omi what is it you fear most?" Yohji whispered.
Startled by such a disturbing quesiton Omi took a step back freeing himself from Yohji's hand.
"Yohji what are you talking about, are you sure you're ok? Maybe I shoud find Aya for you." Omi stated, he began to turn around when a hand gripped his desperately. He turned back to Yohji and saw the man look longingly at him awaiting his answer.
"Please Omi, please tell me what...what it is that you fear the most." Yohji whispered again releasing Omi's hand and bowing his head.
Omi looked at Yohji, unable to see his eyes due to his hair covering them. Taking a deep breath he closed the distance between him and Yohji and took Yohji's hand in his in a frim grip making Yohji look at him.
"I guess.....I guess it would be abandonment. I'm afraid of losing my family the way.....the way Aya lost his real family. I don't know if I could live without my family with me." Omi answered softly.
"oh" Yohji whispered.
"I kind of feel sorry for Aya you know? I mean he's already lived through my worst fear. Having been abandoned and living on the streets for a while, having no family and all just scares me. I don't know if I could be that strong." Omi confessed releasing Yohji's hand and taking a few steps back.
"Aya has a real family" Yohji stated plainly. "You and you're mom and dad and sister are his family. You may not share the same blood but you share the same love. You all have fond memories together growing up and spending time together as a real family should. You both have loving parents and friends that would do anything for you. You're never really alone with people like that around you."
Omi blinked before smiling warmly at his blonde friend. "You're right Yohji, Aya might not be with his blood family but he is with his true family. The family that raised him and love him the way he loves us. He's my brother and I care about him. I guess I don't feel so sorry for him anymore, Aya's happy where he is and I don't think he would ever give it up for anything." Omi said with a bit of relief in his voice.
Yohji smiled at him and nodded before turning around. Omi's smile dropped at the sudden change of attitude in his friend.
"Yohji wait!" Omi spoke out before his friend could walk away.
Yohji faced Omi.
"What's your worst fear Yohji?" Omi asked "You asked what mine was and I thought maybe you were going to tell me yours."
Yohji smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. "That's easy Omi........I fear death the most."
Omi paled at the sudden shock and seriousness of the matter.
"Death scares me Omi, it absolutely terrifies me" Yohji smiled before walking away.
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"mmmmmnn.....uhuh....oh..yeah....ri..right..there....uh...uh..UH... UH....OH..GOD!" Soft lips, lush and warm made their way down a firm chest stopping only at an erect pink nipple. Tongue flicking out to caress said nipple, licking and suckling it firmly but gently at the same time. Tongue licking it wet before lips blew warm air on it, making the owner of the nipple wriggle in erotic agony.
"mmmn.....god.....nhhh..feels..sooo..good....." Tanned hands rubbing and squeezing firm and tender milky white thighs. Moving slowly up and down the inner thigh, fingers caressing the tender skin. A tanned body, naked and fully excited laid between a pair of soft but strong legs. Hands caressing inner thighs while lips and tongue danced around pink nipples of a firm chest, nips and kisses making the body beneath shiver in anticipation. The tanned hands making its way up the firm inner thighs up to the slim hips and over to the soft belly. Lips and fingers met at the dimple of a belly button, licking and tickling at the same time. Warm lips exhaling slow warm air around the wet areas of skin, moving down agonizingly slow. The anxious body beneath wriggled in anticipation waiting for the warm mouth to make its way to his painful and fully hard center of pleasure. Tanned hands moved down the exposed body, ignoring the tantilizing piece of hardened flesh crying out for attention. The body beneath panted in pleasure and then moaned in agony as the tanned hands ignored his demanding flesh. Pale hands pulled on the straps of cloth bound around pale wrists holding the body in confinement. A silk cloth tied around the eyes of the body beneath disallowed any visual stimulation.
Tanned hands spread out palms flat against milky white thighs spreading them apart for better access. Moans and whimpers are the only sounds that can be heard. Pulling himself into a sitting position the tanned body spread the pale legs more open and let his hands rub down the thighs towards the center of the junction. Whimpers got louder as the hands moved in closer. Finally slim hands met at the center and thumbs wandered below two delicate sacs. Moans became cries of relief for finally receiving some highly wanted attention. Thumbs rubbing in slow circles around a small opening found just below the two delicate sacs. The body beneath cried out in desperation trying to impale himself on teasing thumbs. Warm breath blew gently over the hardened flesh crying delicious white tear drops of pleasure. The body beneath bucked in excitement then stilled as a warm tongue ventured out and tasted the delicious drops seeping out the slit of the hardened flesh. The owner of the exited and bound body beneath panted in pleasure and passion filled lust.
"OH..GOD!..OH..GOD!..pl..please..." The body beneath begged.
"Please what?" Tanned body asked with a devious smile.
"Please....t..take..m..me..." The body beneath begged pitiously.
"Only if you promise to be a good boy" Tanned body said already reaching out and dipping fingers into a jar of chinese body oil placed beside the bed.
"I...p..promise..please..." Body beneath panted out.
"I'll think about it"
"Heer....oh..oh..uh...." Body beneath moaned as one slim finger began rubbing the small opening found beneath two delicate sacs. Lathering it up with oil for a slick entry, while a warm mouth seeked to drink passion from a hardened flesh. Suckling on a firm erection and rubbing the small opening made the lust filled body beneath cry out with pleasure as the love of his life teased him inexorably. Tongue swirling around the swelled head of the firm erection, teasing, tasting, while the one slim finger slipped breeching the small opening and burying itself all the way to the knuckle. The body beneath moved wantonly trying to impale himself more, trying to ride the slim finger inside of him. His painful erection swallowed down to the base by a skilled mouth, taking it all the way in deep. Another long finger worked it's way in the small opening and both fingers inside began curving upwards while slipping in and out of the tight warmth. Tanned head bobbing up and down the exposed flesh, sucking and swallowing. A third finger made its way in the tight heat and all three fingers were curving upwards searching for the delicate spongy nerve that will make the body beneath go wild.
The body beneath shivered and moaned, moving his body in the rythem of the fingers within him. Not able to see anything the pale milky body could only feel and sense his partners moves. Trying to use his imagination of how that tanned body with it's firm strong chest and long muscled legs looked crouched between his spread open legs. How that handsome face with his cobalt blue eyes and messy chocolate brown hair looked having his hard cock slipping between his lucious lips. All train of thoughts left him as willfull fingers barely brushed his sensitive pleasure nerve.
Found it! Barely brushed by it in one stroke. Now knowing where it is those determined fingers were barely pressing upon it. Just teasing around the spongy nerve making the pale body cry out and plea for a release. Another whispering touch, another swirl of the tongue, and the body beneath will almost be ready for the finishing touch. Brushing fingers a bit harder upon the sensitive nerve made the body beneath buck in pleasure, moving erotically against those fingers, trying to hit his spot again more firmly this time. Finally complying to the writhing body below, tanned fingers stroked the delicate prostate nerve full force.
Stars exploded all around his dark vision and sound completely left him for a brief moment until stars exploded again, and again, and again. Complete nonsense stumbled from panting lips and hips moved rapidly riding three slim fingers while his hardened cock continued to be swallowed by a hot mouth.
Abruptly slim fingers and hot mouth left him. Crying out in desperation, wriggling around trying to find relief in any way possible, but unable to find the needed stimulation. Coldness settled around him, badly wanting the heat of his partner back. Moaning in a wanton need until warm lips connected with his and a slick tongue slipped in next to his, tongues battling it out passionately. The tanned body slid along top of the pale body beneath still firmly between pale thighs. Erections pressing against each other, one hand holding still pale hips while the other between both bodies stroking both cocks loosely. Warm soft lips abandoned hungry ones to suckle a pale slim neck, one hand still holding slender hips while the other hand aligns a tanned fully erect cock at the entrance of a slick and needy opening. Slowly easing himself in to the tight heat inch by inch, just barely pushing in teasing the opening. The body beneath wanting to bring his body down on to the sweet delicious hardened flesh but a strong hand holding his hips won't let him move. Teasing the opening by barely pushing in and barely pulling out, the tanned body moves his hand holding the pale hips down to encircle beneath hips and thighs. One hand on each side slightly lifting the body beneath for better access. Then in one swift thrust the tanned cock rammed in hard fully sheathing itself into the completely tight heat.
The body beneath screamed in ecstasy at being filled and then continuously having that hard cock slammed into his tight velvet warmth. Each stroke hitting full on the spongy prostate nerve and sending stars to erupt behind his eyes. Again and again and again, every move, every thrust hit his sweet spot and when he didn't think he could take anymore a slender hand wrapped itself around his leaking cock and started moving up and down in time with each and every thrust. Pleasure built inside of him and heat coiled around his groin in the tale tale sign of his impending release. Shoving himself down onto the delicious cock within him and thrusting into the delicate hand around his own hardness, the body beneath clenched the muscles around the tanned cock within and released all of his passion seed onto the hand holding his cock and the soft flesh of his belly, screaming in ecstasy to his lover.
The tanned body stilled his ministrations until the body beneath his relaxed his muscles and allowed him to continue. The body beneath now fully sated relaxed his muscles and the tanned body above continued to pound into him mercilessly until with a shout and a jerk of the muscles he released all of his seed into the pliant body beneath. Completely drained of all released passion, tanned body slumped forward onto the body beneath. Both fully sated and completely drained.
Minutes passed while two bodies recovered their energy. Still entwined together breathing softly, basking in the joy of their orgasm. At least until stillness became uncomfortable.
"Uh Heero do you think maybe you can untie me now?"asked Duo Maxwell, still lying beneath his life partner Heero Yuy.
"hn" Rolling his body off of Duo's Heero laid beside him and reached up to untie his lovers wrists that held him confined to the bedpost. It was Duo's idea to import a european style bed and although Heero is more traditional than his lover even he has to admire all the benefits of a western bed, the soft cushions, the height elevation from the floor, the wide space, and the four large posts connected by the master headboard. The headboard that is was earlier holding his lovers wrists captive.
Freeing his hands from the cloth bound around his wrists Duo removed the silk blindfold and revealed amethyest eyes. Sitting up Duo swing his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Heero watched as his long haired lover fumbled around looking for something to clean his stomach with when the door to the master bedroom knocked startling both of them. Duo quickly grabbed the first garment within his reach and began cleaning himself. That done he tossed the article of clothing to his lover on the bed before throwing on his sleeping yukata and began arranging his long chestnut hair in its usual yard length braid. Barely opening the door Duo looked to see who knocked.
"Master Duo please forgive my interruption but the Takatori Theathre Troupe has arrived and Takatorisan has asked to greet you and Master Heero. With your permission Takatorisan and his son will be waiting for you in the guest serving room." The burly man servent Rashid bowed awaiting an answer for his dismissal.
Duo's eyes lit up at the news of the theathre troupe having arrived. He loved their performance last time they were there and he couldn't wait to see what new talents they conjured up.
"Yeah great Rashid tell them we'll both be there in a minute! k!" Duo answered in his accented japanese.
Rashid nodded, bowed and went to do as he was told. Duo shut the door and bounced happily over to Heero.
Heero had cleaned himself and was in the process of dressing when his lover bounced on him and placed a big sloppy but delicious kiss on him.
Heero broke off the kiss and took in Duo's big smile.
"What did Rashid want?" Heero asked placing his hands Duo's hips squeezing lovingly.
Duo smile increased. "The theathre troupe is here!"
Heero smiled warmly at his lover before lifting him up into a 90 degree spin and tossing him down on to the bed. Duo landed with a squeak.
"Heero?" Duo asked suprised at being tossed down and landing sprawled out.
Heero grabbed at Duo's legs and pulled him ungracefully towards him. He undid the knot holding his lovers yukata closed and pulled the robe open for his eyes to feast. Heero slid his palms along the inner of Duo's thighs and placed himself inbetween his lovers legs bringing them closer.
"Heero what are you up to? We just finished a session and I really don't think you're up for another round yet."
Heero rubbed his increasing erection along Duo's thigh. Duo's eyes widened in mild surprise.
"Oh maybe you are."
Heero leaned in close to Duo's ear and breathed out "there are much better things I want to do right now then see a travelling theathre group."
"b..but Heero..." Duo began.
Heero pushed two fingers into Duo's already lubricated entrance and stroked a very sensitive spongy nerve.
Duo gasped, his eyes closing in response to the invasion.
"o...okay...Heero whatever you want..." Duo panted thrusting back onto those skilled fingers. He opened his eyes and wrapped his arms around Heero's neck bringing him down so that lips could meet.
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~In the back roads somewhere between Kobe and Osaka~
"Tell me again why were headed for Osaka in this monster of a storm......together?!" Eiri spat out.
Crawford sighed in annoyance, "because we are looking for your very ill brother." Crawford responded mechanically.
"Oh yeah that's right." Eiri answered sarcastically.
It's been like that for hours ever since they took off together in search of Yohji. Both of them already annoyed with each other and barely restraining themselves from killing the other. Being soaked to the bone in a chilling storm dosen't help much either.
"You know I bet Yohji's at my home right now safe and warm waiting for me WHILE I'M OUT HERE IN THE COLD LOOKING FOR HIM!!" Eiri yelled out in frustration, he huffed. "You know I bet he's laughing at me right now when Shu-chan told him I'm running a fools errand. Stupid fool should never have ran away from home! It's just like the time during the war! He's irresponsible and selfish! He never thinks about anyone but himself! It's because of him that fathers dead and...."
Crawford halted his horse suddenly almost making Eiri crash into him.
" Hey! What are yo...."
"Do you really think that about him Lord Eiri? Can you honestly tell me you believe he is safe and warm right now making a mockery of you? Can you look at me and tell me that you are not worried about your brothers health?" Crawford spat out in distaste at Eiri's rambling. Brad glared at his soaked companion. "Can you honestly say to my face that it was Yohji's fault that your father is dead?! Though it may be true that he can be irresponsible at times and has ran away from home for the second time of his life that dosen't mean he's completely selfish!"
Eiri glared straight into Brads eyes. Brad shifted uncomfortably on his horse at receiving that hard amber stare. But he wasn't about to back down.
"All I've heard from you all morning has been nothing but how your brother's a stupid fool, that your insane for coming all this way on a fool's errand, that your cold and tired. What about him Eiri? How do you think Yohji is doing?" Brad's hands fisted, gripping the reins of his horse in a tight hold. He lowered his head and his voice away from Eiri's intense glare. "How would you deal if somebody told you that you were going to die? How would you deal if you saw somebody you know die the same way that you're going to, slow and painful?"
Brad fixed his gaze onto Eiri's again and saw the frown that settled upon Eiri's face unknowingly. Brad's angry face softened when he saw Eiri's look of distress.
"I'm sorry about that I didn't mean to snap at you like that Lord Eiri but I just couldn't handle anymore of your hurtful comments about Lord Yohji." Crawford apologized.
The look of distress on Eiri's face fell and immediately turned into one of disapproval.
"You should remember who you're taking to you idiot! Say something like that to any othe nobleman out there and your head would be separated from your shoulders before you could blink!" Eiri growled out.
Crawfords look of shock and the bow of his head in immediate apology eased up Eiri's temper.
"Consider yourself lucky. I'll let this one time go but do that again especially in front of other people and I won't hesitate to do you justice!" With that Eiri took off leaving Crawford behind with his head still bowed.
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~Wing Castle~
"I'm sorry about the delay Takatorisan but my partner and I had some...um......unfinished business we had to attend to before we could greet you." Heero Yuy bowed before Shuichi and Aya. Duo was standing next to Heero bowing as well. The flush on his cheeks still evident from earlier activities.
Aya and Shuichi bowed as well and waited until Heero and Duo sat before taking their seats as well. They all sat on cushions around a small table in the middle of a well furnished room. Tables lined up along the walls and each were decorating small western items of art. Heero and Duo sat next to each other facing the door while Aya and Shuichi sat across from them. Rashid approached them with a tray of cups and a kettle. Setting the tray down before his masters.
"Would you guys like some tea? Rashid here makes the best tea in Japan!" Duo proffered, pouring tea in to four carefully arranged cups and offering them to Shuichi and Aya encouraging them to try it.
"Yes thank you my lord." Aya bowed his head in appreciation as he took the cup from Duo's hand. Shuichi did the same.
"I'm so glad you guys could make it here! I've been dying to see another one of your talent shows again!" Duo gleed cheerfully.
Aya flinched unexpectedly at the word 'dying' but didn't want to think about just yet.
"I have to agree with Duo, I too have been anxious about seeing another one of your troupes performance again Takatorisan." Heero commented.
"Thank you my lord, such a comment from your grace is very honoring." Shuichi beamed at the praise of his troupe but trying hard to hold back a smile.
"Your welcome Takatorisan, I'm just glad you all have made it safely to the castle in this torrent. You are welcome to stay until the storm has past. It would not be wise to travel any further until the rain has settled." Heero said.
"Thank you my lord but my troupe and I will only stay perhaps two night if it is permissible. I am waiting for two new actors to arrive from Kyoto as soon as they arrive we will be on our way."
Aya nodded.
Heero nodded as well.
Duo on the other hand.
"Oh you gotta stay longer than that! I want to meet all of your members! Some of the stuff I saw you guys do last time was pretty incredible! Like that little kid who threw knives or darts or whatever they were was pretty awesome! And red here's swordsmanship has a lot of potential I'll tell you that much. Then there's that other red head guy who acted like he could read minds was totally cool and...."
Heero cut off his lovers tirade by simply placing a hand firmly over his mouth and muffling all the sounds.
Shuichi glanced at Aya, "That was Schuldig, he's left the troupe in search of something better. That's why I have sent news to a friend of mine in Kyoto asking him to find me some replacements. He informed me of two young men who's parents just died recently and they need to find a way to survive. Both were acrobats in their parents circus. I believe they will be useful with their talents."
"When will they arrive?" Heero asked releasing Duo's mouth as all the muffled sounds stopped.
"They should be here by tomorrow afternoon, that is if the weather is permissible" Shuichi informed.
"That sounds fine." Heero said, "when will your performance take place?"
"In a few hours my lord, my men are setting up the stage equipment and all the ladies seem to have abandoned us to soak themselves in all of your available hot water."
"That sounds fine."
"Alright in a few hours it is then!" Duo cheered.
"Then if you'll please excuse us" Shuichi stood up and as did Aya.
"We must prepare ourselves." Shuichi and Aya both bowed before turning and walking out of the room. Rashid nodded to Heero and closed the door after he left as well.
"Alright just a few hours and we get to see the show!" Duo yelped in delight.
"I know that this group is very talented and all but I fail to see the reason behind all of your excessive excitement." Heero stated plainly.
"Oh come on Heero! Aren't you a bit excited at least?" Duo wondered pouting at Heero for popping his happy balloon.
"Oh I'm excited all right but not by the talent show." Heero leered.
"huh? Then what?" Duo questioned turning to face Heero.
Heero suddenly pounced on top of Duo, pushing him down against the cushions from their seats. He swiftly grabbed Duo's wrists and pinned them above Duo's head with one hand while the other began it's quest of removing Duo's clothes.
Duo sqwaked when Heero took his length in a firm grip. Eyes widening at the ever knowing look of lust in his lovers eyes.
"I know something that will keep you more excited than a talent show and this we won't have to wait hours for. In fact I'm pretty sure this will keep you busy until the show begins." Heero smirked.
"Uh....Heeroooo........"
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Aya wandered down the servents hall. He was intent on looking for his boyfriend and maybe spending some quality time with him when he spotted Omi moving things into a small bedroom.
"Hey Omi do you know where Yohji is?" Aya asked his little brother.
Omi nearly dropped the basket of apples he was carrying.
"Aya don't sneak up on me like that, it's enough when Quatre does it." Omi kneeled down to pick up one betraying apple that fell.
"Sorry about that Omi I just wanted to know if you've seen Yohji lately?" Aya asked.
Omi blinked "As a matter of fact I have. About an hour ago I was standing just outside this room talking to him."
Aya tilted his head in question, "Is something wrong Omi you look lost."
"No..no it's just that my conversation with Yohji was quite unusual."
"How so?"
"Well first I saw him dump that chest in here.." Omi pointed to the trunk on the floor "then as he was beginning to walk away he had this serious face on him I've never seen before. When I asked him if he was ok he just stared at me and asked me the strangest question."
"What question was that?" Aya wondered, beginning to worry about his boyfriend.
"H..he asked me what my worst fear was." Omi stated lowly.
"What did you say?"
"I told him that abandonment was my greatest fear. Somehow we got to talking about you Aya and how mom and dad found you." Omi looked up at Aya's face looking for any signs of disappointment.
Aya's face was emotionless. Omi continued.
"He told me that although you may have been left alone to begin with dosen't mean your alone now and that you're happy where you are......with us." Omi whispered. "Anyway after that he was about to leave when I asked him what his worst fear was."
"What did he say?" Aya asked as coldly as possible, trying to mask all the worry and confusion behind a stone facade.
"He told me death.....death is his greatest fear, he said it absolutely terrifies him."
Ayas mouth dropped in shock, all coloring leaving his face. But before he could say anything Omi continued.
"It was the way he said it that surprised and even unsettled me." Omi said
"H..how did he say it?" Aya was almost afraid to ask.
"With a smile."
Aya took off down the hall leaving a baffled Omi staring at his retreating form. Chocking back a sob Aya ran off outside into the rain. He needed to find Yohji and confront him about his conversation with Omi. Something just didn't seem right about today. He's had a bad feeling all day since they arrived at Wing Castle. Deep down his heart was telling him that something bad was going to happen. He can only pray that it has nothing to do with Yohji and if it is he just hopes it isn't something permanent....yet.
Aya kept running, mud soaking his socks and sandels, rain drenching his robes. The temperature itself was making it hard to breath. So cold he could see his breath when exhaled. The clouds a dark grey from all the rain. A dark cold and rainy day.
Something white caught the corner of his eye. Turning back to see what it was Aya could tell it was smoke. More like a steam of smoke emitted from something small yet flammable. It wasn't until the small thing of smoke was tossed aside that Aya realized it was Yohji who was smoking a cigarette.
Yohji was sitting behind some trees, sheltering himself from the rain underneath all the large leaves and branches. He'd been sitting there for well over an hour now. Just smoking to keep him warm. Ever since arriving to Wing Castle he's done nothing but reminice about the past. Being someplace where most of his bad memories spring up has left him tired and depressed. Old memories kept him from getting up though and he's soaked to the bone. Just content to stay where he is Yohji didn't notice anyone was behind him until an ice cold hand caressed his cheek.
Startled by the sudden act of endearment Yohji only managed to jump a little before realizing it was Aya.
"Yohji are you alright?" Aya asked concern dripping in his voice. He knelt down next to Yohji.
Yohji watched silently as Aya's brow furrowed when he couldn't find any dry spots to his satisfaction and just took a seat next to Yohji.
"Yohji?"
Yohji snapped out of his 'boyfriend watching' trance when he noticed Aya was staring at him earnestly.
"Something the matter Aya?" Yohji asked taking out the last remaining dry cigarette he had on him.
"Actually I asked you the same question but you didn't seem to hear." Aya stated dryly.
"Oh sorry about that didn't mean to block you out there." Yohji struck a match and lit the end of the little tobacco stick before taking in a deep puff.
"It's alright." Aya said watching his every move in interest.
Yohji saw Aya staring at him. "What?"
"hm....oh...I was just wondering what that thing is. I've seen you breath those things a few times but I don't really know what it is." Aya answered shyly.
"This..." Yohji waved the cigarette around between two fingers, "..is called a cigarette, their from America. My brother and I smoke these occassionally, well as often as we have them I guess."
Aya stared at him.
Yohji stared back.
Aya continued to stare.
"What?"
"You didn't tell me you have a brother."
Shit! A slip up. Oh well it was bound to come up sometime. Might as well get it over with.
"Yeah I have a brother, little brother acutally, his names....um....Eiri Ue...YUKI!" Yohji had to remind himself to hold back the 'Lord' and the 'Uesugi' part of the name.
Aya cocked his head to one side, "your brother dosen't share the same surname as you?"
Damn! "um...well actually he changed it."
"why?"
What is this twenty questions to ask the buddha?
"Because he dosen't want to be reminded of something." Yohji's expression became dark all of a sudden as a painful memory surfaced.
"And what was that?" Aya asked softly hoping to maybe lure some answers to his own private questions concerning this mysterious man who now holds his heart.
"father" Yohji answered angrily but not to Aya. More like angry at something else or maybe someone else. His hands clenched into fists as he stared off into nothingness.
"What did your father do to make your brother so mad he'd want to change his name?'
"die"
"oh"
Old memories erupted like a volcano all of a sudden. Painful memories of a loving father who was unfortunately never home long enough for his two sons. Of disobedience and rebellion, running away from home only to come back to an empty house. Of a brother who never forgave.
Hurt washed up like the tide and Yohji couldn't hold back the water much longer. Trying to choke back a sob only made it more difficult to contain and soon the whole ocean was crashing down his defences and everything he'd ever experienced came riding down hard on his nerves and he couldn't hold out anymore. Yohji let out a loud wail as his body started trembling under all the emotion that was pent up.
Aya grabbed Yohji's shoulder and cradled his head on to his chest as Yohji sobbed inconsolably. Tears of his own mixed in with the rain washed over Aya's face as he hugged Yohji's weeping form closer to him.
"I..I'm sorry!" Yohji wept, muffled by his head tucked underneath Aya's chin.
"shhhh....it's ok Yohji just let it go" Aya soothed.
"You dont' understand..m..my father died because of me!"
"Don't say that" Aya whispered
"But it's true!" Yohji argued, "he died looking for me when I ran away from home."
"Tell me about it Yohji, tell me and maybe the hurt will ease up a little." Aya rubbed up and down Yohji's back.
"It...it started when my brother took off to join the war. He said he wanted to be his own man, and fight a real fight. I told him he'd only get killed if he took off. He..he said he's going to do things his way....make his own decisions. Father told him not to go but he went anyway." Yohji sobbed, clutching Aya's shirt.
Aya held him tighter.
"He was gone about two months when word of a group of mercenaries were taking control of some small villages. There was also rumours of a band of military soldiers who was sent to fight the mercenaries and most of them had been slaughtered and the rest were just fighting to stay alive..." Yohji paused. "...I was told by some of my servents who spent some time in those villages that my brother was one of those military men fighting to stay alive. I...I told my father but he didn't listen...said he couldn't do anything about it. I argued with him...called him names and accused him for never being home long enough to know what his sons were really like. He...he looked at me with such sad eyes...but I didn't care at the time. I was so angry with him! I couldn't let my brother die. So one night I ran away from home to find Eiri and bring him home."
"Stop if it gets to be too much Yohji" Aya reasurred him.
Yohji shook his head, "I need to do this Aya.....please" Yohi pleaded.
Aya nodded.
Yohji continued. "When I got to the village Izumi most of the fighting had already ceased, most of the mercenaries having left to raid somewhere else. When I found my brother he was alive but seriously injured. It took me two days to get him home.....when w..we finally made it there were police all over the place. T...the...they told me my father was dead!" Yohji wailed out. "...they said he w...was killed by mercenaries! That mercenaries killed my father after raiding his carriage.....he was killed outside of Izumi!" Yohji cried.
Aya closed his eyes, trying to stop the tears from coming out any more.
"...he was out looking for me...for me and my brother...when mercenaries attacked him! Oh God Aya I never apologized for all the bad things I said to him the last time I saw him! I...I told him I hated him for being a bad father!" Yohji clutched Aya's shirt burying his face trying to muffle his sobs.
"Yohji you can't blame yourself for this! You didn't know what was going to happen! You did what you thought was right! It's not your fault!" Aya tried to console.
"You don't understand Aya, he never ever missed an appointment with a business meeting, he never failed to gather at the political meetings, he dedicated himself all of himself to his business. But.....but that day......the day he had his most important meeting ever he........he didn't go. He didn't go because he went looking for his disobedient sons instead....AND IT KILLED HIM!"
"And because of what I said and did my brother blamed me for fathers death, he said that I didn't need to come and rescue him because he was strong enough to take care of himself. And that it's my fault fathers dead.....and I dont' disagree."
"Yohji...."
"My father loved us, he just never had the time to show us. He was always working making sure we had enough money to always have something to eat, a place to sleep. My mother died during the Bakumatsu and father didn't have the heart to marry again. So it was up to him to raise us and he would always make an effort to be home when he could, to be there when we really needed him....and it wasn't until he died that I realized how stupid I've been."
Aya buried his face in Yohji's hair and cried silently.
"But I guess it dosen't matter anymore does it Aya?" Yohji's sobbs had quieted down, "Because soon I'll be up there with him won't I?"
Aya's body began shaking.
"Did you know that after my father died I couldn't even see my brother, he avoided me. I didn't know what to do....I had so much anger and hate that I needed to let it out somehow....so I joined the war....I killed people because I was angry...I ..I even hunted down those mercenaries and I.....I slaughtered them......every.....single....one ....of ....the... and I enjoyed it."
"I took them down one by one....until there were none left.....by then there was none of me left either....so I guess maybe I won't see my dad...huh Aya? Right...'cause only good people go to....what do the christians call it? Heaven? Right? Yeah I guess I'll be going to the place for bad people..."
"YOHJI SHUT UP!" Aya screamed out unable to hold back any more. Yohji pulled away from Aya and looked at him. Aya was trembling fiercely now, sobbing openly.
"Don't say any more....please!! Don't say any more!" Aya cried out.
Yohji was stunned. "Oh God Aya I'm sorry, so very sorry!" Yohji pulled Aya against him, "I didn't mean to bring this all up on you....please love....don't cry anymore." Yohji pleaded.
"You're not a bad person Yohji, you're not so please don't say it anymore." Aya shuddered.
"I'm sorry love I am, I promise I won't say it anymore ok?" Yohji pulled Aya up to look into those beautiful violet eyes. Those eyes that he fell immediately in love with. Yohji tilted Aya's head back a little before pressing his lips against gentle soft ones a quick, delicate, sensual kiss.
Yohji pulled away from those sensual lips to look again into those wonderous violet eyes. Eyes now filled with love instead of tears of pain.
"Aya I want to ask you something" Yohji whispered against those soft lips.
"What is it Yohji?" Aya asked loving the feeling of those delicate warm lips against his.
"I want you to be my partner. Live with me, sleep with me, love me..."
Aya pulled away slightly, "I do love you Yohji"
"You do?" Yohji asked whole heartedly
Aya nodded.
"I love you too Aya, love you more than anyone else I've ever loved." Yohji whispered.
Aya smiled. Yohji smiled than began to frown when he remembered something else he needed to tell Aya.
"Aya there's one other thing I need to tell you...it's about who I am..." Yohji started.
"Yohji is that you?" Another voice startled the pair.
Yohji turned around quickly, gut clenching in panic....not yet...oh god not like this.....
.....his fear became a true reality when he was confronted by a surprised pair of amethyest eyes.
"Duo?"
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tbc...........
(Seven stretches.........bones crack......) damn! that's like my longest chapter ever! Should be took me long enough to write it. I just hope it lives up to everyones expectations, and if it doesnt' well ... maybe next time...cool?
See ya for the next chp! ^_^
please feed the hungry writers! (seven crawls around on all fours 'MEOW!')
by Seven7
saturnssavior@netscape.net
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disclaimer: I wish they were mine then maybe I'd have some money. But since they're not I only have nine cents in my pocket....hey that's two more cents than yesterday! Happy Day! (seven dances around in circles)
Sorry this took so long to get out everyone but I put myself into a corner when I finished Chapter 7. I just didn't have any idea what to put down next. I gave myself writers block. funny huh? Anyway I'm out of it as you can see so here's the next chapter. enjoy!
WARNING! LEMON SCENE UP AHEAD! 1/2 If you don't like yaoi don't read this chapter....wait a minute if you don't like yaoi why the hell are you reading this for?
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Chapter Eight
continued from before..........
Crawford yelped when Lord Eiri grabbed his shirt coller and brought them face to face. Anger was well written on the mans face.
"Where is he?" Lord Eiri demanded shaking the poor frightened doctor.
"I...I'm not sure, I thought he was with you that's why I sent the letter." Crawford explained.
Eiri sighed and put the good doctor down back on solid ground. "Well you can at least tell me what's wrong with him can't you?"
Crawford hesitated, he was full aware of Lord Eiri's temper. It was practically legendary! Lord Eiri had the worst temper than anyone he's ever had the pleasure or displeasure of ever meeting. Crawford closed the door behind him and turned to walk to his drawing room. Eiri followed him. Walking over to the cabinet by the wall Brad pulled out two cups and a bottle of sake. Pouring sake into both cups, he offered one to Lord Eiri and gestured for him to take a seat. Eiri sat down and took the proffered cup of sake.
"Well are you gonna tell me or is the news so bad you're trying to get me drunk before telling me?" Eiri spat out. Something about this doctor had him rubbed the wrong way. The last time he's seen Dr. Crawford was when Asuka died. Not reasurring.
"I'll tell you but only in one condition." Brad began, sitting himself down in the seat directly across from Lord Eiri.
"And what condition is that?"
"That you don't panic and cause a riot"
"so it's that bad huh?"
Brad nodded.
"well I don't promise any thing but I can try to keep my anger in check is that good enough?"
"It'll have to do, before I say anything let me say that as your brothers physician it is my professional opinion that Lord Balinese be found immediately. So as soon as I'm done explaining myself we should begin a search party....."
"OUT WITH IT ALREADY!"
"What?"
"Out with it already will you, I've spent the whole night riding out here and I need to find out what's wrong with my brother!"
"Alright I'll tell you just calm down." Brad took a deep breath to calm his nerves "Lord Balinese is.....is...." looking straight into the eyes of Lord Eiri he continued "....dying."
"HE"S WHAT?!" Eiri screamed out standing up and grabbing Brads shirt coller again.
"Please calm down Lord Eiri you said you'd try to control you temper!" Brad cried out.
"To hell with my temper worse things will happen if you don't explain yourself doctor!"
"well to start please put me down and then I'll tell you why your brothers dying."
Eiri dropped the doctor back into his seat and stared at him expectantly.
"well" Crawford cleared his throat rearranging his shirt, "Lord Balinese has an infection of the stomach, kidney and liver. He's had it for some time, his business partner Lord Trieze Kushrenada also died from it only Lord Trieze had a more serious case, he died a rather long and ....painful death." Brad said looking up into amber eyes only to see fiery rage in those golden depths.
"So what you're saying is that my brother is going to die slowly and painfully is that it?"
Crawfor nodded.
"Well I'm out of here" said and spoken Eiri turned around to leave.
"WHAT!WAIT! Where are you going? We need to find your brother as soon as possible." Crawford stood up so quickly he knocked his chair backwards.
Eiri turned to stare at the doctor. "That is my intention doctor, I'll find my brother and get him the best medical attention that money can buy."
"B..But I'm his doctor!" Crawford yelled out.
"Yes and you've done your job, you told an unsuspecting man that he's going to die a slow and painful death and you've also managed to get him to run away from home. I think you've done enough already don't you agree?" Lord Eiri spat out.
"But only I know how to help your brother!"
Eiri looked at Crawford suspiciously, he never did like Crawford and something about his attitude just makes him more distrustful.
"And why is that?" Eiri turned on Crawford "Are you hiding something?"
"No that's not it it's just that since I'm his doctor it is my responsibility to find and treat my patient as best as I can and..and I care about Lord Balinese and I don't want anything bad to happen to him." Crawford explained, standing before Eiri. Lord Eiri's temper really is legendary he could see it in those amber depths of his.
"And what do you intend on doing then doctor?" Eiri took a good look at Brad for the first time since he barged his way in the other mans house. Brad had clearly been sleeping seeing as how the man is only dressed in his sleeping yukata. Standing at about 5'8" only two inches shorter than Eiri himself and four inches shorter than Yohji, Crawford was fairly tall for a Japanese. Or at least half Japanese for what Eiri could make out. Maybe the guy isn't so bad afterall.
"I demand to go with you to find Lord Yohji as immediately as possible."
Never mind.
"NO" Eiri turned around and began towards the door.
Crawford ran ahead and put himself between Eiri and the door, blocking it.
"What are you doing? Get out of the way you fool!" Eiri yelled seriously getting frustrated by the annoying physician.
"I refuse to let you go alone, what if Lord Yohji needs immediate medical attention when you...no..when we find him?" Crawford argued.
"You stupid fool get out of my way or so help me you'll need a doctor! Now move!"
"NO!"
"MOVE!"
"NO!"
"I SAID..........." Eiri grabbed Brad by the coller again and this time picked him up and threw him aside. "....MOVE!"
Senses jumbled by the unexpected toss Crawford immediately stood up and ran to block the door again.
"Oh for the love of......." Eiri began
"Lord Yohji will not accept your help." Brad stood between Eiri and the door again arms streched out to the side.
"What?"
"Lord Yohji will not accept your help you know that don't you? Why is it do you think he didn't even inform you of his condition? If it wasn't for me you wouldn't even know that you brother is dying! How do you intend on helping him when you won't let me, the one person besides Yohji who knows anything about this disease, be there to help him in his time of need?!"
Eiri glared at Brad. He was right. Yohji would probably choose to die before asking Eiri for any help. But why?
Eiri sighed, "Fine, get dressed we leave now!"
"B..But it's the middle of the night!" Crawford argued.
"I'm not waiting doctor! Either you get dressed immediately or I leave without you!" Eiri barked out storming out the door into the dark night.
Crawford didn't wait to be told again and immediately went to change and gather his equipment. As he grabbed his medical bag he took one last look around the place and walked out the door.
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~Wing Castle~
~Day Eighty~
The mud on the road made pulling the wagons almost immpossible as the Takatori Theatre Troupe made past the entrance gates of Wing Castle. The storm had caught up to them and began pounding on them just before the reached the castle. But by then the roads were turned into banks of soft mud making treking through them incredibly difficult.
Pulling the wagons up to the back entrance of the castle everyone immediatley jumped out and ran to the door to escape the pounding of the rain. Once inside the servents of the Wing Castle instructed the troupe as to where they will be sleeping when they will get their meals and when and where their performance would take place. As soon as that was done everyone went their own way to do their own things. Farfarello went to move all the wagons and horses to the much drier stables, him and a few other actors and stage hands began unloading the personal items from the wagon for distributing. The women of the troupe went to take baths to warm up their chilled bones. Shuichi and Aya changed their outfits to a more formal dressing and went to greet the lords of the castle. Yohji had declined their insistance that he go, he didn't fell like meeting Heero and Duo just yet or at all if possible.
Instead of greeting the lords as he has always done his entire life, Yohji went out into the cold rain and helped the others get things prepared. While removing the chest full of costumes from the back of Aya's wagon he couldn't help overhearing the others talk eagerly about the performance to come. Thinking about how he was going to perform on stage with Aya, Yohji frowned remembering how he hadn't practiced his swordsmanship since the end of the Senon War. The war that changed Yohji's life forever. Yohji gripped the handles of the costume chest in a fierce hold, white knuckling. A frown even deeper then the one he was already wearing appeared on his face. The war that claimed his fathers life. The war that had orphened him and his baby brother and made him master of Balinese Manor. Yohji carried the chest inside the castle through the back door, across the servents hall and into one of the dressing rooms of one of the actors. Depositing it onto the floor, Yohji turned around and headed out the door. He took no more than three steps before bumping into Omi.
"Yohji is everything ok? You seem a little pale? Do you want me to get Aya for you?" Omi asked worried upon seeing the intense frown replacing his usual good natured carefree expression on his friend.
Yohji closed his eyes for a minute before opening them and turned his gaze onto Omi's innocent ones.
Emerald eyes stared deep into cornflower eyes.
Omi gasped as he saw pain buried deep into those beautiful sad emerald eyes. So much pain, buried so deep it made his heart ache and his stomach clench.
"Y..Yohji..."
Yohji reached out and placed the back of his hand on Omi's cheek, caressing down to his jaw. Yohji placed his fingers under Omi's chin and gently lifted his face up a little more and stared more deeply into those confused cornflower blue irises.
"Tell me Omi what is it you fear most?" Yohji whispered.
Startled by such a disturbing quesiton Omi took a step back freeing himself from Yohji's hand.
"Yohji what are you talking about, are you sure you're ok? Maybe I shoud find Aya for you." Omi stated, he began to turn around when a hand gripped his desperately. He turned back to Yohji and saw the man look longingly at him awaiting his answer.
"Please Omi, please tell me what...what it is that you fear the most." Yohji whispered again releasing Omi's hand and bowing his head.
Omi looked at Yohji, unable to see his eyes due to his hair covering them. Taking a deep breath he closed the distance between him and Yohji and took Yohji's hand in his in a frim grip making Yohji look at him.
"I guess.....I guess it would be abandonment. I'm afraid of losing my family the way.....the way Aya lost his real family. I don't know if I could live without my family with me." Omi answered softly.
"oh" Yohji whispered.
"I kind of feel sorry for Aya you know? I mean he's already lived through my worst fear. Having been abandoned and living on the streets for a while, having no family and all just scares me. I don't know if I could be that strong." Omi confessed releasing Yohji's hand and taking a few steps back.
"Aya has a real family" Yohji stated plainly. "You and you're mom and dad and sister are his family. You may not share the same blood but you share the same love. You all have fond memories together growing up and spending time together as a real family should. You both have loving parents and friends that would do anything for you. You're never really alone with people like that around you."
Omi blinked before smiling warmly at his blonde friend. "You're right Yohji, Aya might not be with his blood family but he is with his true family. The family that raised him and love him the way he loves us. He's my brother and I care about him. I guess I don't feel so sorry for him anymore, Aya's happy where he is and I don't think he would ever give it up for anything." Omi said with a bit of relief in his voice.
Yohji smiled at him and nodded before turning around. Omi's smile dropped at the sudden change of attitude in his friend.
"Yohji wait!" Omi spoke out before his friend could walk away.
Yohji faced Omi.
"What's your worst fear Yohji?" Omi asked "You asked what mine was and I thought maybe you were going to tell me yours."
Yohji smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. "That's easy Omi........I fear death the most."
Omi paled at the sudden shock and seriousness of the matter.
"Death scares me Omi, it absolutely terrifies me" Yohji smiled before walking away.
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"mmmmmnn.....uhuh....oh..yeah....ri..right..there....uh...uh..UH... UH....OH..GOD!" Soft lips, lush and warm made their way down a firm chest stopping only at an erect pink nipple. Tongue flicking out to caress said nipple, licking and suckling it firmly but gently at the same time. Tongue licking it wet before lips blew warm air on it, making the owner of the nipple wriggle in erotic agony.
"mmmn.....god.....nhhh..feels..sooo..good....." Tanned hands rubbing and squeezing firm and tender milky white thighs. Moving slowly up and down the inner thigh, fingers caressing the tender skin. A tanned body, naked and fully excited laid between a pair of soft but strong legs. Hands caressing inner thighs while lips and tongue danced around pink nipples of a firm chest, nips and kisses making the body beneath shiver in anticipation. The tanned hands making its way up the firm inner thighs up to the slim hips and over to the soft belly. Lips and fingers met at the dimple of a belly button, licking and tickling at the same time. Warm lips exhaling slow warm air around the wet areas of skin, moving down agonizingly slow. The anxious body beneath wriggled in anticipation waiting for the warm mouth to make its way to his painful and fully hard center of pleasure. Tanned hands moved down the exposed body, ignoring the tantilizing piece of hardened flesh crying out for attention. The body beneath panted in pleasure and then moaned in agony as the tanned hands ignored his demanding flesh. Pale hands pulled on the straps of cloth bound around pale wrists holding the body in confinement. A silk cloth tied around the eyes of the body beneath disallowed any visual stimulation.
Tanned hands spread out palms flat against milky white thighs spreading them apart for better access. Moans and whimpers are the only sounds that can be heard. Pulling himself into a sitting position the tanned body spread the pale legs more open and let his hands rub down the thighs towards the center of the junction. Whimpers got louder as the hands moved in closer. Finally slim hands met at the center and thumbs wandered below two delicate sacs. Moans became cries of relief for finally receiving some highly wanted attention. Thumbs rubbing in slow circles around a small opening found just below the two delicate sacs. The body beneath cried out in desperation trying to impale himself on teasing thumbs. Warm breath blew gently over the hardened flesh crying delicious white tear drops of pleasure. The body beneath bucked in excitement then stilled as a warm tongue ventured out and tasted the delicious drops seeping out the slit of the hardened flesh. The owner of the exited and bound body beneath panted in pleasure and passion filled lust.
"OH..GOD!..OH..GOD!..pl..please..." The body beneath begged.
"Please what?" Tanned body asked with a devious smile.
"Please....t..take..m..me..." The body beneath begged pitiously.
"Only if you promise to be a good boy" Tanned body said already reaching out and dipping fingers into a jar of chinese body oil placed beside the bed.
"I...p..promise..please..." Body beneath panted out.
"I'll think about it"
"Heer....oh..oh..uh...." Body beneath moaned as one slim finger began rubbing the small opening found beneath two delicate sacs. Lathering it up with oil for a slick entry, while a warm mouth seeked to drink passion from a hardened flesh. Suckling on a firm erection and rubbing the small opening made the lust filled body beneath cry out with pleasure as the love of his life teased him inexorably. Tongue swirling around the swelled head of the firm erection, teasing, tasting, while the one slim finger slipped breeching the small opening and burying itself all the way to the knuckle. The body beneath moved wantonly trying to impale himself more, trying to ride the slim finger inside of him. His painful erection swallowed down to the base by a skilled mouth, taking it all the way in deep. Another long finger worked it's way in the small opening and both fingers inside began curving upwards while slipping in and out of the tight warmth. Tanned head bobbing up and down the exposed flesh, sucking and swallowing. A third finger made its way in the tight heat and all three fingers were curving upwards searching for the delicate spongy nerve that will make the body beneath go wild.
The body beneath shivered and moaned, moving his body in the rythem of the fingers within him. Not able to see anything the pale milky body could only feel and sense his partners moves. Trying to use his imagination of how that tanned body with it's firm strong chest and long muscled legs looked crouched between his spread open legs. How that handsome face with his cobalt blue eyes and messy chocolate brown hair looked having his hard cock slipping between his lucious lips. All train of thoughts left him as willfull fingers barely brushed his sensitive pleasure nerve.
Found it! Barely brushed by it in one stroke. Now knowing where it is those determined fingers were barely pressing upon it. Just teasing around the spongy nerve making the pale body cry out and plea for a release. Another whispering touch, another swirl of the tongue, and the body beneath will almost be ready for the finishing touch. Brushing fingers a bit harder upon the sensitive nerve made the body beneath buck in pleasure, moving erotically against those fingers, trying to hit his spot again more firmly this time. Finally complying to the writhing body below, tanned fingers stroked the delicate prostate nerve full force.
Stars exploded all around his dark vision and sound completely left him for a brief moment until stars exploded again, and again, and again. Complete nonsense stumbled from panting lips and hips moved rapidly riding three slim fingers while his hardened cock continued to be swallowed by a hot mouth.
Abruptly slim fingers and hot mouth left him. Crying out in desperation, wriggling around trying to find relief in any way possible, but unable to find the needed stimulation. Coldness settled around him, badly wanting the heat of his partner back. Moaning in a wanton need until warm lips connected with his and a slick tongue slipped in next to his, tongues battling it out passionately. The tanned body slid along top of the pale body beneath still firmly between pale thighs. Erections pressing against each other, one hand holding still pale hips while the other between both bodies stroking both cocks loosely. Warm soft lips abandoned hungry ones to suckle a pale slim neck, one hand still holding slender hips while the other hand aligns a tanned fully erect cock at the entrance of a slick and needy opening. Slowly easing himself in to the tight heat inch by inch, just barely pushing in teasing the opening. The body beneath wanting to bring his body down on to the sweet delicious hardened flesh but a strong hand holding his hips won't let him move. Teasing the opening by barely pushing in and barely pulling out, the tanned body moves his hand holding the pale hips down to encircle beneath hips and thighs. One hand on each side slightly lifting the body beneath for better access. Then in one swift thrust the tanned cock rammed in hard fully sheathing itself into the completely tight heat.
The body beneath screamed in ecstasy at being filled and then continuously having that hard cock slammed into his tight velvet warmth. Each stroke hitting full on the spongy prostate nerve and sending stars to erupt behind his eyes. Again and again and again, every move, every thrust hit his sweet spot and when he didn't think he could take anymore a slender hand wrapped itself around his leaking cock and started moving up and down in time with each and every thrust. Pleasure built inside of him and heat coiled around his groin in the tale tale sign of his impending release. Shoving himself down onto the delicious cock within him and thrusting into the delicate hand around his own hardness, the body beneath clenched the muscles around the tanned cock within and released all of his passion seed onto the hand holding his cock and the soft flesh of his belly, screaming in ecstasy to his lover.
The tanned body stilled his ministrations until the body beneath his relaxed his muscles and allowed him to continue. The body beneath now fully sated relaxed his muscles and the tanned body above continued to pound into him mercilessly until with a shout and a jerk of the muscles he released all of his seed into the pliant body beneath. Completely drained of all released passion, tanned body slumped forward onto the body beneath. Both fully sated and completely drained.
Minutes passed while two bodies recovered their energy. Still entwined together breathing softly, basking in the joy of their orgasm. At least until stillness became uncomfortable.
"Uh Heero do you think maybe you can untie me now?"asked Duo Maxwell, still lying beneath his life partner Heero Yuy.
"hn" Rolling his body off of Duo's Heero laid beside him and reached up to untie his lovers wrists that held him confined to the bedpost. It was Duo's idea to import a european style bed and although Heero is more traditional than his lover even he has to admire all the benefits of a western bed, the soft cushions, the height elevation from the floor, the wide space, and the four large posts connected by the master headboard. The headboard that is was earlier holding his lovers wrists captive.
Freeing his hands from the cloth bound around his wrists Duo removed the silk blindfold and revealed amethyest eyes. Sitting up Duo swing his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Heero watched as his long haired lover fumbled around looking for something to clean his stomach with when the door to the master bedroom knocked startling both of them. Duo quickly grabbed the first garment within his reach and began cleaning himself. That done he tossed the article of clothing to his lover on the bed before throwing on his sleeping yukata and began arranging his long chestnut hair in its usual yard length braid. Barely opening the door Duo looked to see who knocked.
"Master Duo please forgive my interruption but the Takatori Theathre Troupe has arrived and Takatorisan has asked to greet you and Master Heero. With your permission Takatorisan and his son will be waiting for you in the guest serving room." The burly man servent Rashid bowed awaiting an answer for his dismissal.
Duo's eyes lit up at the news of the theathre troupe having arrived. He loved their performance last time they were there and he couldn't wait to see what new talents they conjured up.
"Yeah great Rashid tell them we'll both be there in a minute! k!" Duo answered in his accented japanese.
Rashid nodded, bowed and went to do as he was told. Duo shut the door and bounced happily over to Heero.
Heero had cleaned himself and was in the process of dressing when his lover bounced on him and placed a big sloppy but delicious kiss on him.
Heero broke off the kiss and took in Duo's big smile.
"What did Rashid want?" Heero asked placing his hands Duo's hips squeezing lovingly.
Duo smile increased. "The theathre troupe is here!"
Heero smiled warmly at his lover before lifting him up into a 90 degree spin and tossing him down on to the bed. Duo landed with a squeak.
"Heero?" Duo asked suprised at being tossed down and landing sprawled out.
Heero grabbed at Duo's legs and pulled him ungracefully towards him. He undid the knot holding his lovers yukata closed and pulled the robe open for his eyes to feast. Heero slid his palms along the inner of Duo's thighs and placed himself inbetween his lovers legs bringing them closer.
"Heero what are you up to? We just finished a session and I really don't think you're up for another round yet."
Heero rubbed his increasing erection along Duo's thigh. Duo's eyes widened in mild surprise.
"Oh maybe you are."
Heero leaned in close to Duo's ear and breathed out "there are much better things I want to do right now then see a travelling theathre group."
"b..but Heero..." Duo began.
Heero pushed two fingers into Duo's already lubricated entrance and stroked a very sensitive spongy nerve.
Duo gasped, his eyes closing in response to the invasion.
"o...okay...Heero whatever you want..." Duo panted thrusting back onto those skilled fingers. He opened his eyes and wrapped his arms around Heero's neck bringing him down so that lips could meet.
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~In the back roads somewhere between Kobe and Osaka~
"Tell me again why were headed for Osaka in this monster of a storm......together?!" Eiri spat out.
Crawford sighed in annoyance, "because we are looking for your very ill brother." Crawford responded mechanically.
"Oh yeah that's right." Eiri answered sarcastically.
It's been like that for hours ever since they took off together in search of Yohji. Both of them already annoyed with each other and barely restraining themselves from killing the other. Being soaked to the bone in a chilling storm dosen't help much either.
"You know I bet Yohji's at my home right now safe and warm waiting for me WHILE I'M OUT HERE IN THE COLD LOOKING FOR HIM!!" Eiri yelled out in frustration, he huffed. "You know I bet he's laughing at me right now when Shu-chan told him I'm running a fools errand. Stupid fool should never have ran away from home! It's just like the time during the war! He's irresponsible and selfish! He never thinks about anyone but himself! It's because of him that fathers dead and...."
Crawford halted his horse suddenly almost making Eiri crash into him.
" Hey! What are yo...."
"Do you really think that about him Lord Eiri? Can you honestly tell me you believe he is safe and warm right now making a mockery of you? Can you look at me and tell me that you are not worried about your brothers health?" Crawford spat out in distaste at Eiri's rambling. Brad glared at his soaked companion. "Can you honestly say to my face that it was Yohji's fault that your father is dead?! Though it may be true that he can be irresponsible at times and has ran away from home for the second time of his life that dosen't mean he's completely selfish!"
Eiri glared straight into Brads eyes. Brad shifted uncomfortably on his horse at receiving that hard amber stare. But he wasn't about to back down.
"All I've heard from you all morning has been nothing but how your brother's a stupid fool, that your insane for coming all this way on a fool's errand, that your cold and tired. What about him Eiri? How do you think Yohji is doing?" Brad's hands fisted, gripping the reins of his horse in a tight hold. He lowered his head and his voice away from Eiri's intense glare. "How would you deal if somebody told you that you were going to die? How would you deal if you saw somebody you know die the same way that you're going to, slow and painful?"
Brad fixed his gaze onto Eiri's again and saw the frown that settled upon Eiri's face unknowingly. Brad's angry face softened when he saw Eiri's look of distress.
"I'm sorry about that I didn't mean to snap at you like that Lord Eiri but I just couldn't handle anymore of your hurtful comments about Lord Yohji." Crawford apologized.
The look of distress on Eiri's face fell and immediately turned into one of disapproval.
"You should remember who you're taking to you idiot! Say something like that to any othe nobleman out there and your head would be separated from your shoulders before you could blink!" Eiri growled out.
Crawfords look of shock and the bow of his head in immediate apology eased up Eiri's temper.
"Consider yourself lucky. I'll let this one time go but do that again especially in front of other people and I won't hesitate to do you justice!" With that Eiri took off leaving Crawford behind with his head still bowed.
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~Wing Castle~
"I'm sorry about the delay Takatorisan but my partner and I had some...um......unfinished business we had to attend to before we could greet you." Heero Yuy bowed before Shuichi and Aya. Duo was standing next to Heero bowing as well. The flush on his cheeks still evident from earlier activities.
Aya and Shuichi bowed as well and waited until Heero and Duo sat before taking their seats as well. They all sat on cushions around a small table in the middle of a well furnished room. Tables lined up along the walls and each were decorating small western items of art. Heero and Duo sat next to each other facing the door while Aya and Shuichi sat across from them. Rashid approached them with a tray of cups and a kettle. Setting the tray down before his masters.
"Would you guys like some tea? Rashid here makes the best tea in Japan!" Duo proffered, pouring tea in to four carefully arranged cups and offering them to Shuichi and Aya encouraging them to try it.
"Yes thank you my lord." Aya bowed his head in appreciation as he took the cup from Duo's hand. Shuichi did the same.
"I'm so glad you guys could make it here! I've been dying to see another one of your talent shows again!" Duo gleed cheerfully.
Aya flinched unexpectedly at the word 'dying' but didn't want to think about just yet.
"I have to agree with Duo, I too have been anxious about seeing another one of your troupes performance again Takatorisan." Heero commented.
"Thank you my lord, such a comment from your grace is very honoring." Shuichi beamed at the praise of his troupe but trying hard to hold back a smile.
"Your welcome Takatorisan, I'm just glad you all have made it safely to the castle in this torrent. You are welcome to stay until the storm has past. It would not be wise to travel any further until the rain has settled." Heero said.
"Thank you my lord but my troupe and I will only stay perhaps two night if it is permissible. I am waiting for two new actors to arrive from Kyoto as soon as they arrive we will be on our way."
Aya nodded.
Heero nodded as well.
Duo on the other hand.
"Oh you gotta stay longer than that! I want to meet all of your members! Some of the stuff I saw you guys do last time was pretty incredible! Like that little kid who threw knives or darts or whatever they were was pretty awesome! And red here's swordsmanship has a lot of potential I'll tell you that much. Then there's that other red head guy who acted like he could read minds was totally cool and...."
Heero cut off his lovers tirade by simply placing a hand firmly over his mouth and muffling all the sounds.
Shuichi glanced at Aya, "That was Schuldig, he's left the troupe in search of something better. That's why I have sent news to a friend of mine in Kyoto asking him to find me some replacements. He informed me of two young men who's parents just died recently and they need to find a way to survive. Both were acrobats in their parents circus. I believe they will be useful with their talents."
"When will they arrive?" Heero asked releasing Duo's mouth as all the muffled sounds stopped.
"They should be here by tomorrow afternoon, that is if the weather is permissible" Shuichi informed.
"That sounds fine." Heero said, "when will your performance take place?"
"In a few hours my lord, my men are setting up the stage equipment and all the ladies seem to have abandoned us to soak themselves in all of your available hot water."
"That sounds fine."
"Alright in a few hours it is then!" Duo cheered.
"Then if you'll please excuse us" Shuichi stood up and as did Aya.
"We must prepare ourselves." Shuichi and Aya both bowed before turning and walking out of the room. Rashid nodded to Heero and closed the door after he left as well.
"Alright just a few hours and we get to see the show!" Duo yelped in delight.
"I know that this group is very talented and all but I fail to see the reason behind all of your excessive excitement." Heero stated plainly.
"Oh come on Heero! Aren't you a bit excited at least?" Duo wondered pouting at Heero for popping his happy balloon.
"Oh I'm excited all right but not by the talent show." Heero leered.
"huh? Then what?" Duo questioned turning to face Heero.
Heero suddenly pounced on top of Duo, pushing him down against the cushions from their seats. He swiftly grabbed Duo's wrists and pinned them above Duo's head with one hand while the other began it's quest of removing Duo's clothes.
Duo sqwaked when Heero took his length in a firm grip. Eyes widening at the ever knowing look of lust in his lovers eyes.
"I know something that will keep you more excited than a talent show and this we won't have to wait hours for. In fact I'm pretty sure this will keep you busy until the show begins." Heero smirked.
"Uh....Heeroooo........"
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Aya wandered down the servents hall. He was intent on looking for his boyfriend and maybe spending some quality time with him when he spotted Omi moving things into a small bedroom.
"Hey Omi do you know where Yohji is?" Aya asked his little brother.
Omi nearly dropped the basket of apples he was carrying.
"Aya don't sneak up on me like that, it's enough when Quatre does it." Omi kneeled down to pick up one betraying apple that fell.
"Sorry about that Omi I just wanted to know if you've seen Yohji lately?" Aya asked.
Omi blinked "As a matter of fact I have. About an hour ago I was standing just outside this room talking to him."
Aya tilted his head in question, "Is something wrong Omi you look lost."
"No..no it's just that my conversation with Yohji was quite unusual."
"How so?"
"Well first I saw him dump that chest in here.." Omi pointed to the trunk on the floor "then as he was beginning to walk away he had this serious face on him I've never seen before. When I asked him if he was ok he just stared at me and asked me the strangest question."
"What question was that?" Aya wondered, beginning to worry about his boyfriend.
"H..he asked me what my worst fear was." Omi stated lowly.
"What did you say?"
"I told him that abandonment was my greatest fear. Somehow we got to talking about you Aya and how mom and dad found you." Omi looked up at Aya's face looking for any signs of disappointment.
Aya's face was emotionless. Omi continued.
"He told me that although you may have been left alone to begin with dosen't mean your alone now and that you're happy where you are......with us." Omi whispered. "Anyway after that he was about to leave when I asked him what his worst fear was."
"What did he say?" Aya asked as coldly as possible, trying to mask all the worry and confusion behind a stone facade.
"He told me death.....death is his greatest fear, he said it absolutely terrifies him."
Ayas mouth dropped in shock, all coloring leaving his face. But before he could say anything Omi continued.
"It was the way he said it that surprised and even unsettled me." Omi said
"H..how did he say it?" Aya was almost afraid to ask.
"With a smile."
Aya took off down the hall leaving a baffled Omi staring at his retreating form. Chocking back a sob Aya ran off outside into the rain. He needed to find Yohji and confront him about his conversation with Omi. Something just didn't seem right about today. He's had a bad feeling all day since they arrived at Wing Castle. Deep down his heart was telling him that something bad was going to happen. He can only pray that it has nothing to do with Yohji and if it is he just hopes it isn't something permanent....yet.
Aya kept running, mud soaking his socks and sandels, rain drenching his robes. The temperature itself was making it hard to breath. So cold he could see his breath when exhaled. The clouds a dark grey from all the rain. A dark cold and rainy day.
Something white caught the corner of his eye. Turning back to see what it was Aya could tell it was smoke. More like a steam of smoke emitted from something small yet flammable. It wasn't until the small thing of smoke was tossed aside that Aya realized it was Yohji who was smoking a cigarette.
Yohji was sitting behind some trees, sheltering himself from the rain underneath all the large leaves and branches. He'd been sitting there for well over an hour now. Just smoking to keep him warm. Ever since arriving to Wing Castle he's done nothing but reminice about the past. Being someplace where most of his bad memories spring up has left him tired and depressed. Old memories kept him from getting up though and he's soaked to the bone. Just content to stay where he is Yohji didn't notice anyone was behind him until an ice cold hand caressed his cheek.
Startled by the sudden act of endearment Yohji only managed to jump a little before realizing it was Aya.
"Yohji are you alright?" Aya asked concern dripping in his voice. He knelt down next to Yohji.
Yohji watched silently as Aya's brow furrowed when he couldn't find any dry spots to his satisfaction and just took a seat next to Yohji.
"Yohji?"
Yohji snapped out of his 'boyfriend watching' trance when he noticed Aya was staring at him earnestly.
"Something the matter Aya?" Yohji asked taking out the last remaining dry cigarette he had on him.
"Actually I asked you the same question but you didn't seem to hear." Aya stated dryly.
"Oh sorry about that didn't mean to block you out there." Yohji struck a match and lit the end of the little tobacco stick before taking in a deep puff.
"It's alright." Aya said watching his every move in interest.
Yohji saw Aya staring at him. "What?"
"hm....oh...I was just wondering what that thing is. I've seen you breath those things a few times but I don't really know what it is." Aya answered shyly.
"This..." Yohji waved the cigarette around between two fingers, "..is called a cigarette, their from America. My brother and I smoke these occassionally, well as often as we have them I guess."
Aya stared at him.
Yohji stared back.
Aya continued to stare.
"What?"
"You didn't tell me you have a brother."
Shit! A slip up. Oh well it was bound to come up sometime. Might as well get it over with.
"Yeah I have a brother, little brother acutally, his names....um....Eiri Ue...YUKI!" Yohji had to remind himself to hold back the 'Lord' and the 'Uesugi' part of the name.
Aya cocked his head to one side, "your brother dosen't share the same surname as you?"
Damn! "um...well actually he changed it."
"why?"
What is this twenty questions to ask the buddha?
"Because he dosen't want to be reminded of something." Yohji's expression became dark all of a sudden as a painful memory surfaced.
"And what was that?" Aya asked softly hoping to maybe lure some answers to his own private questions concerning this mysterious man who now holds his heart.
"father" Yohji answered angrily but not to Aya. More like angry at something else or maybe someone else. His hands clenched into fists as he stared off into nothingness.
"What did your father do to make your brother so mad he'd want to change his name?'
"die"
"oh"
Old memories erupted like a volcano all of a sudden. Painful memories of a loving father who was unfortunately never home long enough for his two sons. Of disobedience and rebellion, running away from home only to come back to an empty house. Of a brother who never forgave.
Hurt washed up like the tide and Yohji couldn't hold back the water much longer. Trying to choke back a sob only made it more difficult to contain and soon the whole ocean was crashing down his defences and everything he'd ever experienced came riding down hard on his nerves and he couldn't hold out anymore. Yohji let out a loud wail as his body started trembling under all the emotion that was pent up.
Aya grabbed Yohji's shoulder and cradled his head on to his chest as Yohji sobbed inconsolably. Tears of his own mixed in with the rain washed over Aya's face as he hugged Yohji's weeping form closer to him.
"I..I'm sorry!" Yohji wept, muffled by his head tucked underneath Aya's chin.
"shhhh....it's ok Yohji just let it go" Aya soothed.
"You dont' understand..m..my father died because of me!"
"Don't say that" Aya whispered
"But it's true!" Yohji argued, "he died looking for me when I ran away from home."
"Tell me about it Yohji, tell me and maybe the hurt will ease up a little." Aya rubbed up and down Yohji's back.
"It...it started when my brother took off to join the war. He said he wanted to be his own man, and fight a real fight. I told him he'd only get killed if he took off. He..he said he's going to do things his way....make his own decisions. Father told him not to go but he went anyway." Yohji sobbed, clutching Aya's shirt.
Aya held him tighter.
"He was gone about two months when word of a group of mercenaries were taking control of some small villages. There was also rumours of a band of military soldiers who was sent to fight the mercenaries and most of them had been slaughtered and the rest were just fighting to stay alive..." Yohji paused. "...I was told by some of my servents who spent some time in those villages that my brother was one of those military men fighting to stay alive. I...I told my father but he didn't listen...said he couldn't do anything about it. I argued with him...called him names and accused him for never being home long enough to know what his sons were really like. He...he looked at me with such sad eyes...but I didn't care at the time. I was so angry with him! I couldn't let my brother die. So one night I ran away from home to find Eiri and bring him home."
"Stop if it gets to be too much Yohji" Aya reasurred him.
Yohji shook his head, "I need to do this Aya.....please" Yohi pleaded.
Aya nodded.
Yohji continued. "When I got to the village Izumi most of the fighting had already ceased, most of the mercenaries having left to raid somewhere else. When I found my brother he was alive but seriously injured. It took me two days to get him home.....when w..we finally made it there were police all over the place. T...the...they told me my father was dead!" Yohji wailed out. "...they said he w...was killed by mercenaries! That mercenaries killed my father after raiding his carriage.....he was killed outside of Izumi!" Yohji cried.
Aya closed his eyes, trying to stop the tears from coming out any more.
"...he was out looking for me...for me and my brother...when mercenaries attacked him! Oh God Aya I never apologized for all the bad things I said to him the last time I saw him! I...I told him I hated him for being a bad father!" Yohji clutched Aya's shirt burying his face trying to muffle his sobs.
"Yohji you can't blame yourself for this! You didn't know what was going to happen! You did what you thought was right! It's not your fault!" Aya tried to console.
"You don't understand Aya, he never ever missed an appointment with a business meeting, he never failed to gather at the political meetings, he dedicated himself all of himself to his business. But.....but that day......the day he had his most important meeting ever he........he didn't go. He didn't go because he went looking for his disobedient sons instead....AND IT KILLED HIM!"
"And because of what I said and did my brother blamed me for fathers death, he said that I didn't need to come and rescue him because he was strong enough to take care of himself. And that it's my fault fathers dead.....and I dont' disagree."
"Yohji...."
"My father loved us, he just never had the time to show us. He was always working making sure we had enough money to always have something to eat, a place to sleep. My mother died during the Bakumatsu and father didn't have the heart to marry again. So it was up to him to raise us and he would always make an effort to be home when he could, to be there when we really needed him....and it wasn't until he died that I realized how stupid I've been."
Aya buried his face in Yohji's hair and cried silently.
"But I guess it dosen't matter anymore does it Aya?" Yohji's sobbs had quieted down, "Because soon I'll be up there with him won't I?"
Aya's body began shaking.
"Did you know that after my father died I couldn't even see my brother, he avoided me. I didn't know what to do....I had so much anger and hate that I needed to let it out somehow....so I joined the war....I killed people because I was angry...I ..I even hunted down those mercenaries and I.....I slaughtered them......every.....single....one ....of ....the... and I enjoyed it."
"I took them down one by one....until there were none left.....by then there was none of me left either....so I guess maybe I won't see my dad...huh Aya? Right...'cause only good people go to....what do the christians call it? Heaven? Right? Yeah I guess I'll be going to the place for bad people..."
"YOHJI SHUT UP!" Aya screamed out unable to hold back any more. Yohji pulled away from Aya and looked at him. Aya was trembling fiercely now, sobbing openly.
"Don't say any more....please!! Don't say any more!" Aya cried out.
Yohji was stunned. "Oh God Aya I'm sorry, so very sorry!" Yohji pulled Aya against him, "I didn't mean to bring this all up on you....please love....don't cry anymore." Yohji pleaded.
"You're not a bad person Yohji, you're not so please don't say it anymore." Aya shuddered.
"I'm sorry love I am, I promise I won't say it anymore ok?" Yohji pulled Aya up to look into those beautiful violet eyes. Those eyes that he fell immediately in love with. Yohji tilted Aya's head back a little before pressing his lips against gentle soft ones a quick, delicate, sensual kiss.
Yohji pulled away from those sensual lips to look again into those wonderous violet eyes. Eyes now filled with love instead of tears of pain.
"Aya I want to ask you something" Yohji whispered against those soft lips.
"What is it Yohji?" Aya asked loving the feeling of those delicate warm lips against his.
"I want you to be my partner. Live with me, sleep with me, love me..."
Aya pulled away slightly, "I do love you Yohji"
"You do?" Yohji asked whole heartedly
Aya nodded.
"I love you too Aya, love you more than anyone else I've ever loved." Yohji whispered.
Aya smiled. Yohji smiled than began to frown when he remembered something else he needed to tell Aya.
"Aya there's one other thing I need to tell you...it's about who I am..." Yohji started.
"Yohji is that you?" Another voice startled the pair.
Yohji turned around quickly, gut clenching in panic....not yet...oh god not like this.....
.....his fear became a true reality when he was confronted by a surprised pair of amethyest eyes.
"Duo?"
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tbc...........
(Seven stretches.........bones crack......) damn! that's like my longest chapter ever! Should be took me long enough to write it. I just hope it lives up to everyones expectations, and if it doesnt' well ... maybe next time...cool?
See ya for the next chp! ^_^
please feed the hungry writers! (seven crawls around on all fours 'MEOW!')