First Impressions

By Sir PsychoSexy

A/N: It's about DAMN TIME I wrote Itsuki/Shinobu fic. From Itsuki's POV. WARNINGS: stalking, lime, m/m, weird-ass BDSM type stuff. (Just read it.)

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I have heard many things about you, Sensui Shinobu.

I have heard that you have not let one demon escape your bloody hands; that you are ruthless and quick, and your efficiency comes from the fact you believe in what you are doing.

However, I have never expected to see you in person, but my curiosities got the better of me; plus I had spent quite a bit of time in Makai, and in my own realm as well. I began to become restless…and what finally agitated me enough to come to Ningenkai for a while was the feel of your reiki, strong and brilliant.

I was…no, I am…awed by such power. And I am a Guardian of a Realm. Simultaneously amazed and frightened, for you are sure to kill me…if you see me.

I have been following you, admiring you from a distance. I did not expect you to be as handsome a youth as you are…but there is something about you I cannot place.

I have seen you kill yôkai; it is as if you rip into them, severing them in the most painful places first, and then killing them, scarlet dripping down your hands, onto your nice, crisp school uniform; blood that most other humans cannot see.

I have also seen the look in your eyes as you kill; the way your innocent sky-blue eyes narrow, as if they became daggers of ice, piercing through your "enemy"; you love it so, and you do not know you are predisposed to killing.

No, you deny such things. Humans are good, according to you; we yôkai are evil. Pure evil, trash. Have you ever sat down and thought about that? Or are you just going to trust whatever it is you're told? That we are just vehicles, automatons with no feelings and a lust for feeding upon human flesh?

I think if you continue to hold such irrational beliefs such as the ones you have routinely demonstrated all of the days I have been watching you, you are bound to lose your mind.

I have seen you relate to the other humans at your school; you do not talk to them much. You are all business, and you have few companions. However, a few females turn in your direction as you leave, screaming for "Shinobu-kun". You do not give even one kind glance in their direction; your gaze is full of disdain. I can tell you are not that type of person, to get involved in such trivialities as female companionship.

So be it.

…However, I do hope you do not mind the companionship of a male, as I am such.

I have seen you, after a long day at school, remove your uniform and pull on a form-fitting pair of pants and a T-shirt, marveling to myself how you got them on without pouring yourself into them, marveling at all of the exposed tan skin you inadvertently show off while getting dressed…

I pictured it in my mind, how I would just dive into your room and take you, hold you down and make you scream sweetly under me, a little death accomplished by gentle, precise strokes of my hands on your flesh before the final departure of my flesh at your hands…

That's the only way I think I could go, myself, by your hands…it would feel so sweet, but yet so miserable to die by the hands of Sensui Shinobu.

And I will look up into your innocent eyes as they form narrow blue slits, eyes of a satisfied human, eyes of a child that has seen too much and a man that knows too little.

I have a feeling that I will continue to follow you, until one of us dies, because I think I love you.

-FIN