April 5, 2002

Summary: Seiji and Nuriko talk. And then they make out.

The Story

Seiji: *studying the potential competition from other dojos, leafing through scouting reports... helps to have an assassin boyfriend sometimes*

Nuriko:*wanders in* Oh, hello, Seiji-san. *smiling*

Seiji: *looks up, taking his glasses off* Hello, Nuriko. How are you today?

Nuriko:*grins* Quite well, at least while I'm here. *has that glow about him*

Seiji: *amused* Yes, there are so many pleasant things to occupy one in the House...

Nuriko:It's good to be back, even temporarily... and I have to go back soon; things are still a bit messy with the estate.

Seiji: Mm. I understand. Clan business can be more complicated than politics.

Nuriko:*nods* My brother wasn't expecting to have to take on the job so soon. He's ... not exactly suited for it tempermentally, either. I'm doing what I can, but sooner or later, he's going to have to stand on his own.

Seiji: *nods* I sympathize. I have the opposite problem. *mouth quirking* I have all the expertise and contacts to run the clan, but now I'm something of a black sheep.

Nuriko:How so, if I may ask?

Seiji: Aa, that's right, you missed all the fun... *closes his notebooks* If you want to hear it, it's a long story.

Nuriko:*smiles* I have plenty of time.

Seiji: I guess you heard about my grandfather's passing?

Nuriko:*nods* Yes... it must have been very difficult for you.

Seiji: *nods shortly* He was my mentor in many ways... not a companionable man, but he was determined that I succeed him.

Nuriko:*listens intently* So, what happened?

Seiji: *smirks* In a word, I came out to the family. Yayoi-neesan already knew my preferences but no one else. *sighs* I really shouldn't have put it off for so long, but I'd always thought there was a faint chance I would actually meet a woman and get married and take over. Presenting that to Touma was one thing, but... it became unthinkable with Yohji.

Nuriko:*nods* And your family was ... not very accepting?

Seiji: Quite. And then my grandfather died, soon after I told them. My sisters, kami bless them, were quite instrumental in keeping everything together, but it was quite touchy for a while. Now, with Yayoi locking herself in as clan head, it's become more a case of... agreeing to disagree.

Nuriko:*sympathetic* It must have been dreadful for you. I'm glad your sisters were willing and able to help, and that there were those who love you to help you through such a time.

Seiji: It wasn't entirely unexpected. Though I'm still annoyed that 'Kaasan was cold to Cye and Aya when they came to pay their respects.

Nuriko:*quietly* I don't blame you. It must have been painful for Cye, at the least.

Seiji: It probably took him by surprise... Cye's terribly understanding.

Nuriko:*smiles a bit* Yes, he is. He's done a lot for Tasuki as well as for me. I think it might have hurt as well as surprised him, even if he did understand.

Seiji: *nods* In any case, one of our cousins will be running the Date dojo with Yayoi while she finishes medical school. That's why I have opened my own.

Nuriko:So in a way, you're in competition with your own family... which is always hard.

Seiji: In a way. These first competitions and belt tests will also be quite a story for the kendo community. Some of grandfather's top students migrated to my dojo. To the public and the larger clan it does mean something. *smirks* Yayoi and I just think it's funny. It's not as though either of us would do dishonor to the Date name by not .... kicking their asses.

Nuriko:*grins wickedly* Of course not! I'm sure all the students from both dojos will do their best. *sobers* I may be dealing with a similar situation before too long... my brother knows my preferences, but it didn't stop him from trying to arrange a match for me. *looks at his ring, the light glinting off the three shades of gold* I told him I'm already married.

Seiji: *laughs* If that doesn't work I don't know what will.

Nuriko:*laughs a little* But... now he wants to meet my spouses. He knows I like men, but... I'm not sure he quite understands what that means. He knows about my lovers, but not *about* them, if that makes sense?

Seiji: *grins* I understand. I had to repeat myself a few times as well...

Nuriko:*smiles* I've already been through being cast out of the family once. My parents were rather displeased when I started wearing girls' clothing and sent me to my uncle's home in a distant town, hoping I would be broken of the habit. They'd already tried everything they could think of.

Seiji: *nods* It's hard when relatives have a certain idea of who you are. Of course, I took great pains to cultivate that image.

Nuriko:*nods* I love Tasuki and Chichiri more than anything, and if I have to choose, I'll choose them every time. But... I don't want to lose my only brother for a second time, either. And Elder Brother can be such a fool sometimes!

Nuriko:*grins* I took pains to cultivate mine, too... I was good enough to fool everyone.

Seiji: The paradox, isn't it? We can't choose family.

Nuriko:*nods* Yeah... and even if we could, would we choose differently? For all the strangeness in mine, I might not be the person I am now without their influence.

Seiji: *nods* Oh yes. I love my family dearly. Though some days I do wish they weren't as stubborn as I am.

Nuriko:*smiles a bit* I could wish my brother was stronger and more self-reliant, but he's been this way since we were kids. He always did rely on his little brother to protect him from the neighborhood bullies.

Seiji: Hm, the neighborhood bullies were my sisters, so... *shakes his head*

Nuriko:*laughs a little* I was the one no one dared mess with in my neighborhood, even though I was the smallest kid. Of course, it didn't hurt that I could lift several times my own weight even then.

Seiji: Helpful, that. We all found our armors when we were thirteen, so it was a little too late. And being older, Yayoi could always beat me at kendo.

Nuriko:That must have been awful as a kid, to be beaten by your sister. *chuckles a bit* I was lucky; my sister was younger than I was.

Seiji: Satsuki-chan is worse. Though nowadays she torments us both, so we're even.

Nuriko:*grins* But isn't that a younger child's job? *winks, then turns a bit more serious* Ne, Seiji-san... I've been wondering why you dress in women's clothing? Another nosy question, I know.

Seiji: You know I think you may be the first, besides my significant others, to ask that. Not even Aya's inquired. *thoughtful* A lot of reasons. Part rebellion. Part kink. Partly... because I can. There's also a running theory that it's part of my early upbringing.

Nuriko:*listens quietly* How so?

Seiji: You see, I was a very sickly child. I was hospitalized several times, actually. My grandfather was terribly paranoid that the evil spirits would take a boy heir away from him, so I was dressed as a girl. And Yayoi told me just this year that she was also expected to play along... though that doesn't explain the hair curlers.... *shudders*

Nuriko:I can understand your grandfather's desire to protect you... although I suspect the hair curlers -were- intended to tease you. *sympathetic* I lived as a girl for eight years...

Seiji: We have.... rather different reasons for it. It's an escape for me... truly, the old samurai practiced bi-do, which was taking on younger male lovers, and it was part of the acceptable ways for a long time. But dressing as a woman was Not Done. It may sound silly, but it absolves me of societal responsibilities. And the people I love enjoy it as well.

Nuriko:*smiles* I'm glad for you then, that you have that escape. For me, it was a way of keeping someone I loved alive and close to me.

Seiji: *nods, sympathetic* To do anything for love is the highest honor.

Nuriko:*softly* I was told to forget her, but I could never do that. So I decided to become her.

Seiji: I am sure her spirit is honored and touched by your choices. *touches Nuri's shoulder lightly*

Nuriko:*smiles at him*Yeah... Everything is all right with her now. *hugs Seiji impulsively*

Seiji: *rubs Nuriko's back gently*

Nuriko:*rests his head on Seiji's chest for a moment* I hope you can make peace with your grandfather as I've made peace with my little sister.

Seiji: *brushes an errant strand of long hair* Aa, we already have. He was obstinate even after, but we came to an understanding.

Nuriko:*smiles* Good. I'm glad things are working out with your family.

Seiji: There is always hope with love. *smiles down at Nuriko*

Nuriko:*smiles* That's true... love can overcome any difficulty, and trial. And always, there's hope *kisses Seiji softly, before drawing back*

Seiji: *oho, Date Seiji can't let anyone get away with anything less than perfection when it comes to -that-, so he draws Nuriko back into a loose hold and bend down... hesitating just inches from his face to make sure he wants to follow through*

Nuriko:*smiles, teasing, silently giving consent*

Seiji: *kisses him sweetly, still stroking his back, his lips soft and giving even as it coaxes a blush on Nuriko's skin*

Nuriko:*challenged, he kisses back, sweet and tender and warm, arms around Seiji*

Seiji: *tasting deeper, quite intrigued by Nuriko's lavender scent, and the deceptive strength of his embrace*

Nuriko:*daring, slips his tongue into Seiji's mouth, the taste of lemons and mint enticing him*

Seiji: *moans softly, his own tongue stroking, his body shifting so they fit better and more comfortably*

Nuriko:*presses against Seiji, small and slender, still kissing, savoring the differences from other kisses in the past*

Seiji: *slips his fingers into Nuriko's hair at the base of the neck, supporting him as he tilts his head for a deeper kiss, pouring his whole self into it as he always does for anything of worth*

Nuriko:*offers Suzaku's crimson fire and light as the kiss deepens, allowing himself to be supported, limber and pliant as a willow sapling*

Seiji: *almost gasps, as drawn as he is to any form of elemental fire, and tightens his grip around Nuriko's waist, getting that spike of desperation under control before he too opens Korin's warm green light*

Nuriko:*shares his crimson brilliance, flames nourishing and sustaining rather than consuming, and the peaceful strength of Willow, alive and vibrant like a beautiful tree beside the lake*

Seiji: *slows a little, taking in the rush of energy, till he is only leaning close and brushing kisses*

Nuriko:*also slows, absorbing and enjoying the warm, green brilliance of Korin, just brushing Seiji's lips lightly with his own, soft as rose petals*

Seiji: *a small smile touches his lips as he kisses* Thank you...

Nuriko:*draws back a little, smiling a bit* I was just going to tell you that. Maybe we can do it again sometime?

Seiji: Of course. *kissing Nuriko's cheek* Whenever the mood takes you, Nuriko.

Nuriko:*touches Seiji's hand gently* Thank you.

Seiji: It was my pleasure. *clears his throat* I'm terribly sorry, but I've ... *gestures to the reports*

Nuriko:*smiles, understanding* No apology needed! I'm going to go find Tas and Chiri; we only have until tomorrow morning until I have to leave. Thank you... for everything. *smiles sweetly and wickedly*

Seiji: Safe journey. *tongue darts out to briefly wet his lazy smirk* Till later then. *finds his glasses and puts them back on*

Nuriko:*grins* Later! *gracefully turns and heads out to find his lovers, incidentally giving Seiji a fine view*

Seiji: *takes a good long moment to appreciate the view before returning to his work*

pre-December 9

Yohji's Letter to Aya

Dear Aya,

The winter's getting colder out here. Even with Ken to warm me up. It's hard to watch him go through this. Either Omi doesn't want to be found, or he's not there. I keep saying we should take the chance and come back to the House to regroup, but Ken won't have it. There's something shitty going on here. I'm just as scared as Ken that if we take our eye off it, we'll miss something and lose Omi altogether. Anyway, don't get in a shit fit about us; it's more waiting than any real danger now. And we need you to stay there and get stronger, 'cause if we do come back needing help we'll be too wiped out to do much. You gotta stay fresh. We're trying to deflect attack from the House, but we can't guarantee it.

Well, that's the business. I guess I should get to the fucking point. I could die out here. Really, this time. Not that I give a shit, I just want to buy cigarettes without having to look over my shoulder. I just don't want to have unfinished business like Asuka. Don't know about you but I don't feel like haunting your underwear drawer. 'Sides, Seiji's is more interesting.

If I sit down and really think about it, I'm sorry for what passed between us. I lost my temper. I still think I had a damn good reason for it. I keep going over what I said and it still sounds right. Must have been something lost in the ether, or maybe we're just fucked up as usual. Whatever. I get back, we'll figure it out. Draw the lines, or maybe even put it together again. That's for the future. For right now...

Aya, what happened when we saw each other last shouldn't nullify everything else that's happened between us. I dunno, maybe you disagree, but I think about you all the time. Those times were important to me. As important as the last time, even if we hurt each other to the core.

I guess I'm telling you this 'cause I know you hate goodbyes. And 'cause I know you're gonna lose it and damn my sorry soul for being an ass to you. Maybe you deserve it. Who knows. I'll see you back at the House. If not, then you know where to find me. At least it'll be warm.

Yohji

P.S. Take care of Seiji. He loves you.

March 20, 2002

Summary: At Rendezvous C, post-mission, two lost kittens comfort each other with slightly bloody touching.

The Story

Aya: *having split up from the others in the escape, comes skulking down between sick-yellow pools of light along the walls of the parking structure. He'd been hit during the mission, his lip cut and bleeding a bit, and another cut on his forehead.*

there's someone behind him and to the right, in the shadows of the pillars... no doubt as to who it is as he's standing upwind, blood and sweat and that distinctive scent wafting down... hunting...

Aya: *spins on his heel, facing the shadows with narrowed eyes in the gloom, licking a bit of the blood off his lip though it doesn't stop the cut from welling once more* Balinese.

no sound for several long moments... and then a tap on his shoulder from behind

Yohji: *voice low and resounding* Abyssinian.

Aya: *stiffens but doesn't turn, his hand going first to his sword hilt* Baka. Trying to sneak up on me.

Yohji: -Did- sneak up on you. *the scent of blood, fresh and dried, is stronger now... nothing touching Aya except the breath on the back of his neck and the gloved hand which slides over Aya's on the hilt* Mission's over.

Aya: *he's just killed for the first time in months, and the thing that raged and tore within him has been quieted and sated now... but shedding Abyssinian didn't come so easily* What do you want. *cool, detatched, challenging to crack the ice*

Yohji: *keeps a hand on the sword hilt, and just behind Aya is the sound of teeth ripping bloodied gloves off... a bare hand replaces the other, and the process is repeated, flesh looking pale against the black and the darkness, fingers long and pressing through Aya's gloves*

Aya: *turns his head enough for Yohji to see his profile and dully glinting earring, but not enough for him to actually look at Yohji* You'll get blood on your hands. *soft, flat* And it is not even mine.

Yohji: *whisper, low, lips almost brushing Aya's hair* My hands are already bloody. You can't taint me anymore than I already am.

Aya: *his breathing picks up, double time* *whispered* Try me. *lashes lowered, lips full and slightly parted* You wanted to meet here.

Yohji: *does press against him then, and his coat is already half-open, his side hastily bandaged* You were the one who showed up. *lips just a sliver away from Aya's ear* Couldn't wait...

Aya: *a tremor runs down the back of his neck, but his lowered gaze slides down to Yohji's side... he blinks* Wait. You were hurt. We should return and have Seiji look at it. *but he doesn't try to pull away*

Yohji: Just a scratch. *turns Aya around and deeper into the shadows* You're hurt too. *leans over Aya, emerald eyes bright in the darkness, so much like a cat...* Poor thing... *and tilts down, towards Aya's bloody lip, pausing for permission to taste*

Aya: *has to bring his chin up and his head back to look up at Yohji at such a close range, but his eyes are still narrowed* It's nothing... *leans, giving permission without actually initiating anything*

Yohji: *stills for a second to bring his hand up just below the cut on Aya's brow, then laps at that steady stream of blood, the soft wounded flesh of his lips... enough for a bite of pain and no more*

Aya: *eyes fall closed, that sting enough to make him gasp and then moan, lips parted so Yohji can suckle as much as he likes... his hands turn to grasp Yohji's fingers, swaying on his feet*

Yohji: *steadies him, bare chest to stained coat, fingers wound around Aya's gloves, his whisper pure seduction* Love you, even like this... blood won't come between us... *lips parting, an invitation to devour or be devoured*

Aya: *drunken eyes rake over his gorgeous chest, his golden skin and quietly defined muscles*

Yohji:... *the faint whisper is all that he gets out, falling with a distant clink of the coat's buckles against his teammate's warm body, warm lips crushed against his*

Yohji: *winds his arm around Aya properly, pressing close, tongue flicking over the wound and slightly inside, the warm rush from Aya's gaze sliding into the residual fear suppressed during the mission, hidden away by Balinese* Closer....

Aya: Here... *curls an arm around Yohji's neck, fitting his body as close as possible when he's all buckled and bundled into that heavy coat* I'm right here... *starts trembling a little now, an echo of the first time and the first time his sword took a life* I'm here...

Yohji: *takes a shaky breath, holding Aya against him, looking around to make sure the place is really empty* Never be alone... either of us... *satisfied, he bends down to press his cheek to Aya's* I have you. I have Abyssinian too. Want to ask you... what do you want? Tell me... I'll keep it to myself...

Aya: *curling his arms around Yohji tightly, safe in his grasp, loved and wanted* I want... *whispering, the words barely making it to Yohji's ear* Want you to make love to me. *swallows hard after he says it* If you and I... in the darkness... then I could face the others no matter how tainted I am...

Yohji: *sneaks a hand between them, beginning to undo the buckles and catches, a wonder that he even knows where they all are in the dark, but a testiment to how well he's observed Aya over the years* Wish I could give you whatever you want... whatever you ask... We can still touch in the shadows... do you want that, Aya?

Aya: *nods slightly, but his head is sinking as if his neck doesn't have the strength to hold up any more* Can't go back... Yohji, I -can't-. I can't look at Cye and see him and know he knows what I've done. *clinging, babbling in a whisper* What if this is the time when he finally can't bear it any more...

Yohji: *scoots them to a pillar, leaning on it so he can support Aya better* Shhhh, kitten... he gave us permission... *whispers* He wants what you want, and you said yourself he wouldn't do anything to make it unbearable for you... *tips Aya's face up* If you don't want to taint him, if you want it that bad, better me than him. I don't want you to come back to the House and not be able to look people in the eye... not after all this...

Aya: *whispering, fighting past a lump in his throat that's impeding his voice* Not... doing things with you. The... the mission...

Yohji: That's what I mean too.... *thumbs Aya's cheek, coming away slighty red* ...that's what Weiss is for... you will not be alone...

Aya: *rips of his gloves so he can run warm, slightly damp hands over Yohji's bare chest* I can handle it... I have to handle it. *hands everywhere, smoothing over his skin, down the incurve of his waist and the swell of his hips, fingers moving beneath the waistline*

Yohji: *gasps, pressing against the column, pulling Aya closer* Not alone, damn it... not by yourself, it breaks us all that way... *his hand finally making it through the coat's barrier, warmth pressing through on Aya's black shirt underneath*

Aya: *pulls his shoulders back, chest jutting out for Yohji's hands* Touch... *tiny whisper* Touch my skin, please... *rashly, bends down and starts to lip one of his nipples, tongue playing*

Yohji: *bites back a groan, yanking Aya's shirt out and feeling Aya's chest, lingering over his sternum, then around his navel* Please... Aya... not alone...

Aya: *gasping* Not alone... no, not ever. *gives the nipple one more sucking, then presses his body to Yohji's, bare skin to bare skin* You can, I want you to... *looks up at him, eyes guileless* Are you a little afraid too?

Yohji: *breathless, chest rising and falling from Aya's attentions* Afraid of losing you... *hand slides down between them, massaging Aya's growing heat through the cloth* You always take it on by yourself...

Aya: *weakens, feeling Yohji's hand -there- after such a long time* N... Y-yohji... *leans fully against him, hands sliding down over his ass and upper thighs* Show me... please... not alone...

Yohji: *biting his lips, holding Aya up as his fingers undo his pants* You trust me.... *pushing through the layers till his finger tips are barely touching the firming flesh*

Aya: Yohji! *bites his tongue, that was too loud for the silent garage, and the sound rings faintly around them* *whispers* Don't let me think. I need this too much. *still, his own hands are shy, lingering on top of Yohji's pants and around his backside*

Yohji: *whispers back, holding Aya up* Then you won't know what hit you... *captures his mouth, quite rough this time, while his fingers coax Aya's cock out and wind around the shaft* Give you what you need... *another needy kiss*

Aya: *goes up on his toes, both to push himself into the confining hand and grind his mouth against the taller man's* Need, yes... so much more... *keeps close to him, the gape of his open coat keeping the warmth between them and keeping his naked flesh hidden from the outside*

Yohji: *bends down to meet Aya, working his flesh expertly, grip firm as the tightest ass and then lingering to tease the swollen head* Soon... soon and we can be as close as we want... *slipping his tongue in, flicking in and out... very much like a thrust*

Aya: *moaning muffledly into his mouth, finally gaining the passion-driven courage to move his hands and inexpertly pull open his pants* Hnnn... mmm... ohhh... *wriggling his hands beneath cloth, both hands plunged down the front of his pants to feel what he's been denied*

Yohji: *has to stop, gasping and leaning his brow against Aya's* Oh fuck... *shaking, his hand faltering in its steady pull* Aya... *kisses him hungrily, spreading a little to let Aya have as much access as he wants*

Aya: *yanks the flaps open wide so he's bared, and he can run his hands all over that sweet smooth skin, touching and stroking* Lower... *deep, inviting* Touch lower, see... you'll like it...

Yohji: Mmmm... *kisses Aya* ... you little bastard. *hands smoothing over his balls, thumb on the underside of Aya's cock* You tease, this is what you were talking about... *pulls Aya closer, his own cock stiffening even more*

Aya: *breathing harshly, tries to press closer* Yes... yes... knew you'd like it, wanted to tell you, show you... *both hands wrapped around Yohji's thick member, pulling on him* Want to rub up against me don't you...

Yohji: *moans into Aya's mouth* Wicked... *returns to the business of driving Aya crazy with his hands, one caressing those smooth balls and the other teasing his cock* ... no, I want to put them in my mouth till you can't scream anymore...

Aya: *rubbing the head in his cupped palm, stroking the shaft with a tightened fist* Oh shit...

Yohji:... *bucking his hips up, his entire body moving and writhing into those hands* I-I'm... right there... *moans* Oh, god... what should I...?
*breathlessly* It's all right, kitten... you can give it to me, there's no one here but you and me and the dark... *eyes fluttering at every jolt of pleasure Aya touches off* ... I'll catch you, promise...

Aya: Hhhhaaauuugh... *muffles his scream into the folds Yohji's open coat, shaking violently as his cock spurts hot wet all over both of them, hitting his stomach, Yohji's stomach, his hands, Yohji's cock...*

Yohji: *gasps, pulling Aya close, his cock swollen and wet under Aya's hands, and he pulls out his cum-soaked hand, biting off the scream as he climaxes*

Aya: *squeezes him hard, milking everything there is, and pulls his messier hand up to his mouth to lick and suck it off while it's still hot* Mmmm... sh't... love you...

Yohji: *kind of sinking against the column, shaking with the aftershocks* God ... yeah... love you too... *pulls Aya close, hands back over Aya's skin and his own, wiping off the mess*

Aya: *leans as much to support Yohji as himself, smearing what's left into a thin coating of it all over their chests and stomachs* Missed... so... *his voice is getting shaky* So damn much...

Yohji: M'here... *hugging Aya* ...here and so're you... *leans in* They'll love you no matter what you do, you know that... all you have to do is come back in one piece...

Aya: *holds on tight, shaking* Go with me. Go right up to the door with me. Be there when I see Cye just... just in case I have to run.

Yohji: Won't let you run... *stroking his back* He'll take you back no matter what... Aya, you know what he told me? If I kill you, I do it to him too. *sighs* Nothing's changed, the promise is the same and I won't back out of it... but he won't leave you. No way in hell.

Aya: *his voice heavy, on the verge of tired tears* I know... and I don't know. He takes me in every time, his soul is my soul... *swallows hard* I can't look him in the eyes, I can't forgive myself...

Yohji: *rocks a little, nose in Aya's hair, no matter what it smells like* Just don't do it alone... you think any of us do? You think it's easy to look Baby in the eye and love him back the way he deserves, knowing... Just don't be alone with this, Aya, it makes it harder.

Aya: *finally breaks down, exhausted, and sobs a little on Yohji's chest, his tight shoulders hitching difficult breaths*

Yohji: *closes his eyes, having half-dreaded this coming but not unprepared, holding Aya close and safe*

Aya: *doesn't let him see much, but feels safe enough to let go for a few moments... he gets himself under control, drying his eyes with Yohji's shirt* We should go home.

Yohji: Aa. There's a safehouse two blocks down where we can wipe up and unkit. Or do you want to go straight there?

Aya: *wants very much to go straight home but the down-time between would make the going easier* Clean up first.

Yohji: *so Aya doesn't have to let go of him, tucks him in first and does up all the buckles, and then himself*

Aya: *very soft, very unlike him* Thank you, Yohji... love. I love you.

Yohji: *equally soft, not needing to ask* I love you too. We'll get you home and safe, you'll see.

Aya: *finally lets go of him as they can't very well walk hand-in-hand as they are to the safehouse* Hai. Let's go.

Yohji: *looks himself over, then looks around, checking again* Right behind you, Aya.

April 5, 2002

Summary: Pre-log, there is discussion of strange ice cream. Aya is a good kitten with the blonds, but afterwards the strain of following the rules with Yohji is too much. Awww.

The Story

Yohji: Maybe Aya jinxed it.

Aya: *hangs his head*

Seiji: Poor kitten. *lounges around naked*

Aya: *crawls over, sniffing*

Yohji: *in his usual hip huggers, lounging nearby with a book*

Seiji: *little smile at the kitten*

Aya: *hopes Seiji is on the papasan, and puts his hands up on the edge to peek at him*

Seiji: *arm over his head, looks over at Aya* Hello there.

Aya: *leans over, nuzzling Seiji's hip solemnly*

Seiji: Do you want something, kitten? *pet pet*

Aya: *mmms, and climbs up with Seiji, one leg kicking a bit for leverage before he falls in... wearing lovely black velvet sleep-pants*

Yohji: *perks*

Seiji: *scoots to make room for the lovely kitten* Aren't you just darling...

Aya: *prrrs pleasedly and curls up beside Seiji, nuzzling his shoulder for more praise*

Seiji: *nuzzling, running his hands through Aya's hair* You feeling fuzzy today, kitten?

Aya: Mmhmmmm. *shifts a bit, so his velvety bottom is available for Yohji's viewing, and paws Seiji's bare chest*

Yohji: *well into viewing Aya's velvet bottom, stretches out*

Seiji: Mmm... like to touch, do you... *lazy smile that actually resembles Yohji's*

Aya: *gently pawing and touching, chest and abs, his face close to Seiji's for nuzzling*

Seiji: What a good kitten... *smiles softly* Sensei is pleased.

Aya: *a shiver travels over his bared skin and he gasps very softly* Mrw... mew... *runs the tip of his tongue up and down Seiji's neck*

Seiji: *solemnly* Cats are very good luck, you know. *scratching behind Aya's ear*

Aya: Mrow? *shifting again, a velvet thigh caressing and fuzzing up along Seiji's flank... something warm and velveted nudging his hip*

Seiji: Mmhm... they invite good spirits in, lovely. *hand trailing down Aya's back*

Aya: *squirming delightfully, rubbing velvet in very nice places* Mmmmpurrrrrr... *soft, messy kisses trace his collarbone toward his throat*

Seiji: Hm, like to lick, do you? Would you like to taste too, darling?

Aya: *the endearment earns a higher whimper, and he leans back to nod with eager eyes, licking his lips*

Seiji: *softly* Yohji, put a pillow at the foot, would you? *thumbing Aya's lips* Wouldn't want you to scrape your knees, Precious...

Yohji: *gets a nice big fluffy pillow and sets it down near the papasan, then leans down to nuzzle the back of Aya's neck*

Aya: *moans quietly, the electricity singing over his skin and in his blood, wriggling between them* Mmmmmhhh! *he doesn't want to move, but he -does- want to taste, and so he carefully crawls down to the pillow*

Yohji: You'll be good for my baby, won't you... *settles back on the couch to watch*

Aya: *puts his hands on the edge of the papasan, leaning in between Seiji's legs to brush lips, nose and cheeks over the golden-furred sack and proud length*

Seiji: *sighing, spreading for Aya to investigate* Such a sweet kitten...

Aya: *noses his balls and strains to seek underneath, his tongue reeeeaching to lick behind*

Seiji: OOohhh, kitten, that's nice...

Aya: *likes that response, so he pushes further, letting Seiji's sack rub his face as he seeks for more sensitive skin to lick*

Seiji: *hooks his leg higher so Aya can reach, making a very pretty scene for Yohji to watch* Nnnnghh... so terribly good at that, kitten...

Aya: *moaning a little with each breath, licks eagerly, running broad swipes of his tongue all over the skin* Mmmm! *his hips shifting, bottom squirming but having nothing to thrust against*

Yohji: *smiling a little wickedly, squeezes Aya's velvet-clad ass*

Aya: *shoves his rear back into Yohji's hands, muffled sounds spilling in between Seiji's legs*

Seiji: Mm, honey, so good... let me see it in your mouth, love...

Aya: *sucks and licks his way up, nipping Seiji's thigh on his way to that perfect pale cock, and slides his tongue all over the head to lap up his taste*

Seiji: *catches his breath at the sight of Aya licking his cock* Ohh, Kichou...!

Yohji: *pushes on the velvet, thumbing between the ass cheeks*

Aya: *mrowrrrrllls, gasping and pushing back, parting his legs wide... he lifts Seiji's length and slides it into his mouth, grasping the base as lips and tongue slide wetly up and down*

Seiji: *meeting Yohji's gaze hotly, delicious sounds spilling from his lips* Oh so very very good kitten...

Yohji: *still playing with the velvet, so that Aya can feel his fingers through the cloth*

Aya: *tiny kitten cries... oh he wants Yohji so badly, the burn between his legs... he's sucking Seiji hard, cock held up from his belly so Seiji can watch his Precious' mouth moving*

Seiji: Nnnghhh... precious, precious Aya... *cock hardening quickly in Aya's mouth, pinking nicely* ...oh I should reward you, darling kitten...

Aya: *sucks him down further but keeps those fingers in place, he wants Seiji to be able to see every time his beautiful cock moves between Aya's lips*

Yohji: *hand sliding underneath now, petting the warm, tented velvet*

Seiji: *panting, reaches down and holds Aya's bangs out of the way so he can see more* Sweet obedient kitten...

Aya: *choked on Seiji's length, his moans become little sobs... he longs to be good and please his master, but ohhhh, he wants to be bad too...*

Seiji: Shh, be a good kitten now... I like to tease my Baby, will you help me do that...? Terribly hungry... *doesn't elaborate if he means Aya or Yohji*

Aya: *sniffles, attempting to calm, and lifts his eyes to Seiji's face for instruction*

Seiji: What a darling you are... come up here and kiss me and I'll see what I can do to reward such a good kitten...

Aya: *doesn't want to stop sucking or move from Yohji's hands, but... he lets the sweet cock slide from his mouth with a sigh, and climbs up onto the papasan and onto Seiji with damp eyes*

Seiji: *cooing* Oh, such a good kitten... you please me so, just looking at you... *draws him down for a kiss, his hard length between them*

Yohji: *idly rubbing Aya's inner thighs*

Aya: *trembles slightly but sinks into Seiji's arms, his mouth warm and sweet and tasting of him as they kiss*

Seiji: *kisses him deeply enough to forget everything else, even rolling them on their side as Yohji stabilizes the papasan* Such a lovely dream, Aya... sweet precious kitten...

Aya: *melting in his embrace, arms winding around the beautiful man to kiss him more deeply... indeed it's easy to forget everything when Seiji held him, making him feel lovely and special* Mnnnn...

Seiji: I think I'll let you choose, love... do you want to face me under a blanket, or face out? *nibbling at Aya's lips* Show me...

Aya: *oooh, that's a difficult decision! he struggles with it for a moment, but decides that if he's a kitten... with a sigh he turns over, running a hand over his chest as he arches, presenting his bottom to Seiji*

Yohji: *and what a nice decision it is, because he gets to kiss Aya...*

Seiji: *pulls down the velvet just enough, trapping Aya's length* Lovely soft kitten... get you ready for something hard...

Aya: *reaches for Yohji, touching his cheek and hair and lapping at his lips, breathing moans into his mouth*

Seiji: *slipping his fingers inside Aya, biting his earlobe lightly* You like my Baby, hm?

Yohji: *kissing back softly, hand light on Aya's side*

Aya: *lifts his top leg up as much as he can, wanton and wanting those fingers* Mmmmmm... mmhmmmm... *slipping his tongue between Yohji's lips*

Yohji: *whispering between kisses* Now you be good to my Baby... I'm not the one fucking you, hm...

Aya: *eyes flutter open to gaze at Yohji, longing for each of them just as much as the other* Yohji... *gasps hard when Seiji's fingers brush his spot* Seiji!

Seiji: Ohh, you like that, do you... *does it again* Your wanting is so sweet...

Aya: *eyes widen and start to glaze, and he humps on Seiji's fingers* You'll make me come...

Seiji: Oh, mustn't have that... *shifts and his now huge erection presses against Aya's ass* ... kitty deserves better...

Aya: *pushes back onto that gorgeous thick thing, mrowrrring with pleasure... he's very hot and -very- tight, Cye must have "fixed" him recently*

Seiji: MMmm, how I long to take you hard, m'darling Aya... *pushing slowly, however* ... it would be lovely for Yohji to see...

Aya: *his moans don't stop long enough for him to speak, but he tries to focus on Yohji, share the deep and splitting pleasure with him somehow*

Yohji: Mmm... *twines his fingers with Aya's hands, watching their faces*

Seiji: Nnghh! God, so tight, Aya... *despite that, plunges in as deeply as he can*

Aya: *grips Yohji's hand as an anchor lest he be swept away, his eyes closing and a heated cry spilling from his lips* Seiji!! Ahhh, thick... s-so big... fuck me with it...

Seiji: I must remember to thank Cye for taking such good care of you, kitten... *grips Aya's hips and thrusts hard into that warm clench* Tight and sweet and willing as a virgin...

Aya: Yes! *he screams it and the volume and intensity surprises him, so he softens again* S-Seiji... please... *his warm bottom rocking back, framed by the velvet pulled down under his cheeks that's still trapping his cock*

Seiji: Oooh, pretty Aya, would you like me to fuck you slow? *does so, the length of his cock sliding all the way in and almost all out, and again*

Aya: *just -howls-, his cock so hard it's sneaking free of its confines to peek out above the velvet* SEIJI!!

Yohji: *sitting back a little, clutching Aya's hand... his other hand sneaking down to tease that sliver of flesh*

Seiji: Nnnghh! *shivering* ... I like that sound, Aya... Sensei is very very pleased...

Aya: *twitching, squirming, his body quite out of his control and he can't stop screaming* Please!! Oh g-god... hot... your cock... *nearly sobbing* Yohji, PLEASE...

Seiji: *would mention that Yohji can't fuck him while he's fucking him but that's not really true, and also Aya is so hot writhing on his cock* Put the velvet back over, Yotan, and keep your hand down there...

Yohji: *biting his lip, watching Aya give himself over to sensation* Okay...

Aya: *can't help it, he's sobbing softly, a tear tracking down' his cheek* No... don't... I can't stand it, please... *reaches blindly for Yohji, Yohji's always so good to him...*

Yohji: *reaches over and enfolds them both, his hand sliding down Aya's pants to grasp the straining flesh, bent close to Aya's face* Aya, tell us what you want...

Aya: *tilts his face up, seeking the taste of those beautiful lips, the closeness of his friend* Let me come... Please, please, be so good... promise, be good...

Yohji: *dips in for an involved, intense kiss, his deft hands flying over Aya's cock*

Seiji: *if he wasn't holding Aya's hips he'd be rocked against Yohji by the force of his thrusts* /Then spill on his fingers, kitten, let him feel it.../

Aya: *sobs weakly into Yohji's mouth and finishes with only a few strokes... he arches, clenches, and bursts hotly and suddenly into Yohji's hand*

Seiji: *cries out, shuddering inside Aya as his body squeezes him* Oo-ohhhhh, kitten...!

Aya: *can't stop the sniffles and hitched breaths, clutching Yohji's hand like a lifeline as his body goes limp and soft*

Yohji: *gently licking Aya's neck in a pantomime of what Aya was doing to Seiji earlier* We gotcha, Aya... it's okay...

Seiji: *clutching at both of them, gives a sweet cry as he buries himself and cums hard* Uhhnn!

Aya: *moans long and low, feeling Seiji spilling inside, feeling it wet and messy* Seijiiiiii...

Yohji: *smiling on both of them, his other hand petting their hair* God, you two are amazing...

Aya: *heaving soft, still sobbing breaths, sniffing and biting his lip... he nods vaguely in agreement*

Yohji: *kisses down Aya's chest*

Seiji: *weakly nuzzles Aya's nape* Oh, Aya, Precious... /You all right, love?/

Aya: /I... don't know... just feel so weak./ *reaches, draping an arm around Yohji*

Yohji: *rests his head a moment next to Aya's heart*

Seiji: *takes a deep breath, kissing Aya's skin tenderly* /We have you, darling... you'll be all right.../

Aya: *finally manages to whisper* Not fair... I -try- to be good... *shuts his eyes tight and curls up a bit, trying to make himself smaller*

Seiji: Shhhh, but you are good, Aya... wonderful...

Yohji: *is kind of in the way of Aya getting smaller*

Aya: *bites his bottom lip hard, he doesn't want to cry*

Yohji: *whispers, holding Aya close, his lips next to his chest* It's okay... let it out...

Seiji: *kissing Aya's shoulder*

Yohji: It's all right to feel...

Aya: *hitches quietly, and warm tears fall into Yohji's hair* I... I do not know what is wrong... *grips Yohji close and tight to his chest* So tired of torture... I did nothing wrong.

Seiji: *pets him, snuggling closer but not close enough to see, his voice soft* We can talk to Cye if you want... he doesn't want you to hurt...

Yohji: *doesn't speak, hiding his expression against Aya's skin, his fingers tightening over Aya's*

Aya: *whispers* Bad... bad kitten. *his shoulders tremble with silent sobs*

Seiji: Oh, Kichou, you know that's not true... *soothing touches*

Aya: *tries to hush and quiet himself, clenching his teeth and swallowing back any more tears*

Seiji: *hugs him tight, murmuring sweet nothings*

Yohji: *isn't choked up, no...* I love you Aya.

Aya: *will definitely cry if Yohji does, so he pets his friend's head and touches his lips* Shh... I love you. Seiji. Yohji. Love you.

Yohji: *firmer voice* It'll be okay... promise...

Seiji: I love you so, Kichou, lovely Aya...

Aya: *nods, weakly, and wipes his face with the heel of his hand* It is all right. I apologize.

Seiji: Sh, nothing to be sorry for... *staying inside because he knows Aya likes it, sets about cleaning Aya's front*

Yohji: *not moving, nope*

Aya: *relaxes slowly* //Seiji... perhaps you could talk to Cye? I do not know how to ask without whining. And I do not want to be greedy.//

Seiji: //Of course, love, I'd be happy to. And personally I don't think you're being greedy at all... it drives Yotan to distraction at times. //

Aya: //It is impossible not to want him.// *stroking Yohji's hair tenderly*

Seiji: //He's a lovely bastard, isn't he? But a surprisingly good Baby...// *fingering the newer tattoo on his shoulder*

Aya: *a small, somewhat tearful smile, though neither of them can see*

Yohji: *lightly* Talkin' bout me...

Aya: *soft* Presumptions... but yes. *petting*

Today's logs:
December 12, 2001 :: Cye is thanked by a special someone.
April 1, 2002 :: Tas and Cye have a rendezvous.
November 22, 2001 :: Gieve, Kouji, Narsus
March 21, 2002 :: Aya spends a morning with the blonds.
March 21, 2002 :: Chichiri and Touma, at long last, make a tale worth retelling.
March 1, 2002 :: Cye and Tas have weird, intense pre-spring sex.
October 3, 2001 Gieve and Kouji in the dream cave.

Tomorrow: more Aya... plus two of today's logs.

March 21, 2002

Summary: Touma reveals to Chichiri the squicky Easter gift he and Koma are preparing for Alucard. They float up under Tenku's power and Chichiri gets a lovely story to tell Tasuki when he returns.

The Story

Touma: We've been telling her that for years.

Chichiri: Toumaaaaaaa! *lands*

Touma: *catches, 'cause he's just that good* Ooooh!

Chichiri: *beams*

Touma: *bounces Chichiri with his wiry yet strong arms* Look what I caught!

Chichiri: *mmms, bouncing!* Ooh, look what caught me, no da!

Touma: *giggles* So what's up? Besides you?

Chichiri: *puffs air into his bangs* It's so weird being all by myself no da! Not bad, just... weird, cause there's always someone around me no da.

Touma: Awww. *sets Chiri down and noses his nose* That's right, you're all by yourself. I've been away trying to make a make-up present for Alucard.

Chichiri: *mmms, rubbing noses and sitting close* Make-up present no da? Did you have a fight no da?

Touma: Ah... ehehehe, a birdy told me he's a little pissed I suggested this Hello Kitty apron to Lady Kayura when she got it into her head to "request" a home cooked meal.

Chichiri: *sighs with a little smile* Oi, Touma, that wasn't very nice no da.

Touma: Kujuurou made me do it. Really. *foppish grin*

Chichiri: Mmhmm. *touches his cheek; Touma was just so cute*

Touma: *turns and kisses Chichiri's fingers* It's kind of a gross gift, but Al'll like it.

Chichiri: *wrinkles his nose, asking seriously* Is it blood, no da?

Touma: Well... Easter's coming up? And Koma-san promised him -- and you can't tell anybody I told you this --

Chichiri: *takes an excuse to scoot very close and lean in* Won't tell no da.

Touma: *also leans in* It's a chocolate egg filled with blood. I'm putting together a second one, so he'll have two.

Chichiri: *tries very hard not to look grossed out* With, um, with your blood in it no da?

Touma: Eww, no. Koma-san wouldn't like that. It's, like, magicked. It's real blood but we don't get it from the usual places.

Chichiri: *relieved to hear that* I'm tempted to ask how you get it but it's probably all weird Youjakai magic no da.

Touma: *wrinkles his nose* Very weird. There are some kooky dudes in the Youjakai.

Chichiri: *wrinkles right back* Sounds like something Nakago and his group would be interested in no da.

Touma: *smug* We'd probably bleed -them-.

Chichiri: *teases* You're all sexy when you're planning to injure evil no da.

Touma: Am I? *grins* You shoulda seen me when we were fourteen. All gung-ho. I was, like, posing and stuff.

Chichiri: *ruffles his hair* I bet you were awfully cute at fourteen no da.

Touma: *giggles* Cye was cuter. *grins* I bet you were cute all the time.

Chichiri: *soft chuckle* I was pretty cute, no da. Pretty poor too, so I don't have any portraits or anything no da.

Touma: *nuzzles* You were probably happy, though. God knows all the expensive toys don't buy a happy childhood.

Chichiri: *wraps his arms around Touma, snuggling* Happy, definitely no da. We all were, cause we had each other and enough to eat, and didn't know that we were poor no da.

Touma: *snuggles, playing with Chichiri's hair* That's the best. To have a happy family.

Chichiri: Mmhm. *petting* No matter where you go, no da.

Touma: *kissing Chichiri's cheek, feeling that funny, warm feeling well up inside him again*

Chichiri: *very gently, sweetly nuzzling Touma's cheek, with a quiet smile on his lips*

Touma: *softly* So what were you planning on doing today?

Chichiri: Well... *kind of sheepish* I told Tasuki I'd have a story for him when he got home no da.

Touma: A story? Oh? *fingers doing a spider walk over Chichiri's chest*

Chichiri: *quirks* Kind of a story of my exploits while he was away no da.

Touma: Mmm... and knowing Tas, I bet he wanted something really interesting.

Chichiri: *nods* And I'm just not that good at coming up with things, 'cause Tasuki's usually the one with all the good ideas no da.

Touma: Hmmm... *chews his lip, deep in thought, and as he does, they start to... lift off from the ground...*

Chichiri: *eeks and looks down, tapping Touma on the shoulder* Are you aware we're floating no da?

Touma: *notices how Chiri's clinging now* Oh yeah... I guess we are. *grins mischievously*

Chichiri: *shifts his cling into more of a wrap* Mm... how high we going no da?

Touma: *nuzzles Chiri* How high do you want to go? Tenku won't drop us. Not even if I'm out of commission, it's bossy that way.

Chichiri: *pliant, smooth lips nuzzle Touma's cheek* Think I like this no da... we can go as high as you like.

Touma: Mm... just tell me when we get too high... *moves over and starts kissing Chichiri soundly*

Chichiri: *slips in his tongue first thing, holding on and winding his limbs around Touma's, starting to get into the full-body-kiss thing just on instinct*

Touma: *radiating ki, like a warm spring breeze, willingly locks around Chichiri, sucking and lapping at his tongue, stroking his back... Tenku rises very gradually to give them time for their ears to pop*

Chichiri: *usually he sinks into pleasure, but today... he rises, floating up to meet the warmth and welcome of Touma's arms rather than letting himself be engulfed in it* Hmmmm.... mMMMmmm... *brighter sound of interest as their hips lock*

Touma: *flushed, eyes half-lidded as he kisses Chichiri's neck, grinding a little* So wonderful, Chiri... want to touch me?

Chichiri: *his fingers tracing Touma's pretty face, brushing the pinked skin* All over, with every part of me, no da... *soft, with a little grin* Don't s'pose we could skip right to the naked no da?

Touma: *laughs* That can be arranged. *starts pushing Chiri's clothes off* No barriers...

Chichiri: *doing the same to Touma's clothes, getting a little tangled in both* Rather be naked anyway, so much more freedom no da.

Touma: *giggles as their sleeves get caught on each other* Yeah... didn't start getting into it till I met Seiji.

Chichiri: *laughing, tugging and wriggling until they're free of their clothes, and distantly hoping that Tenku catches 'em* If I looked like Seiji I'd run around naked all the time no matter what anyone said, no da!

Touma: *making sure Tenku keeps them at the bottom of the bubble* Yeah, no kidding. *grins* But you know, he wears Rei like a second skin, even naked. There's always something he holds back, and if he shows it to you it's the best kind of honor. *kissing Chichiri again, loving how they fit* You're just naked naked.

Chichiri: *sighs, his body warm with a beating pulse and the heat of Suzaku's passion, and he presses from collarbone to kneecap against Touma* I don't have anything to keep secret, no da. *kissing, hungry but not starved yet* I don't want anyone thinking they can't touch me no da.

Touma: *flicking Chiri's hair tie, wanting permission to let it loose, his lips moving in harmony with Chichiri's, blissed with the close contact* I love that about you. *smooth bits tucked against Chiri's skin* Want to tell you everything...

Chichiri: *nods, permission certainly granted as he likes feeling his hair around him too* Go ahead... you can say anything you want to me no da. *hands wandering over his soft, boyish skin, smooth and lovely* You're the closest friend I have here, no da. You can tell me anything you want.

Touma: *face just shines with that... friendship more precious than air* Let me show you... it's kinda strange, so hang on...

Chichiri: *kissing him while he powers up or whatever he has to do, gently along his neck and down toward his collarbone*

Touma: Nnnn... *his kanji begins to glow, along with his eyes, first a bright blue... and then a shadowy outline appears over 'Chi', twilight taking over the sky... just as its light seems to be extinguished, like a stoked coal, it turns a bright red, along with Touma's eyes*

Chichiri: *cupping Touma's cheek, watching, searching his eyes to make sure the boy he likes so much is still in there* Touma...

Touma: *licks his lips, and kisses Chichiri while his eyes are still weird* It's all right...

Chichiri: *mouth moving over Touma's, still wanting him terribly despite the moments of oddness* What is it?

Touma: *fades back to normal, still kissing, before answering* It's Yami. I have a part of it in my soul, and Kujuurou has a part of Tenku. His goes in the opposite direction... 'Ko' turns snow-white then fades to blue....

Chichiri: *slowly smiling among their unhurried kisses* That's so very Zen, no da...

Touma: Aa, isn't it? *squirming against Chichiri, his soft smooth bits becoming rather hard* I told Cye but not all... because I can't join them, after... my fate is with the armor, and the armor doesn't die...

Chichiri: *whispering, hands on Touma's hip and back* Shh, it's all right... everyone connected meets again and again, no da. To think that something so big and expansive as our souls only have one existence is silly no da.

Touma: *smiles* I know... that's part of why I did it... but one lifetime at a time, you know? *hugs Chichiri for understanding*

Chichiri: *hugs back, his own rather hard bits kissing Touma's* Just because of that there's no reason not to live full of every day no da.

Touma: MMmmm... because of that, I have to... my friends will leave before I do, and I have to grab every moment I can...

Chichiri: *sqeezes one firm, round cheek* Kinda like this no da?

Touma: Nnnoooo, kind of like this... *slips a hand between them and cups Chichiri's balls*

Chichiri: Ahhhhhh... *his hips twitch, not sure which way to press* Oh... I see n'da... *moves his hand around, lightly touching Touma's shaft and playing with the foreskin*

Touma: *panting a little, watching Chichiri's face as much as he can, his thumb rubbing under the shaft, his fingertip teasing just behind his balls* Nnnhhh... yeah... so much better that way....

Chichiri: *holding him tight with his other arm, leans in for a few more exploring, messy kisses* Want you... finally alone, no one to watch or tell us to slow down, n'da... *gingerly drawing the 'skin down a bit and then sliding it up over the head again*

Touma: Yesss... want you too... *moaning at Chiri's manipulations, his own hand sliding back to tease that tender pucker* Have to say this beats doing it by myself for real...

Chichiri: *gasps and arches back, spreading his legs by sliding one thigh up over Touma's hip* Ohhhh... -so- much better when you do it...

Touma: *showering kisses over his face* So handsome and strong, Chichiri... deep and pure and I love you... *with Tenku's help he smears some lube and works in a fingertip, just swirling*

Chichiri: *surprised, but not at the wet fingertip sliding in* You... you do? *focuses on Touma, leaning close to him again, genitals coming into line together* You do, really no da?

Touma: *almost as surprised as Chichiri that it slipped out, but it feels right and it -is- right* Really, truly. *smooshes even closer, leaning on his brow* I just do. *giddy smile*

Chichiri: *kisses Touma tenderly, suddenly, his forehead scrunched with emotion* Touma... *quiet and terribly touched, but his dear friend's name is as far as he gets* Touma.

Touma: *eyes soft, his smile small and suddenly shy* Shhh... *kisses him tenderly* It's all right. *his other hand running through Chiri's hair gently*

Chichiri: *kissing, touching, wanting more than ever, now* Touma, let's... I want to be connected to you no da...

Touma: *nods, slipping a second finger inside* Closer, yes... *slowly twists so that in the zero gee of the bubble they start rotating till he's on top, at an angle*

Chichiri: *gasping again; Touma was so full of surprises today* You want top, no da? *not protesting, just asking, legs spreading invitingly*

Touma: *laughs softly* When there's no gravity the seme doesn't get a back ache after... *suckling on Chiri's neck and shoulder*

Chichiri: *writhing sensuously, floating in the air, fingers digging into Touma's back* Don't let's wait no da... please, Touma. *low, gently asking* I want to be part of you.

Touma: *breathily* Okay... *pulls Chiri's legs up and kisses him deeply as he presses inside*

Chichiri: *clinging, a hand buried in Touma's hair* MMmmmmmm! *every second of him moving within was drawn out like an hour, he could feel every single inch*

Touma: *breathing hard, pushing in until he's buried* Ohhhhh... Chiri.... *blissing out fairly quickly, his mouth parted*

Chichiri: *lithe long legs twine around Touma's thighs, babysmooth skin caressing his hips* Nnnh... *licking, sucking at his lips* So right... hard and straight and thick and good...

Touma: Feel you... around me... *thrusting slowly, arms clinging to Chiri* ...your heartbeat on my body...

Chichiri: *moaning, they move together, always pressed tightly against one another* Feel you throbbing inside... *whispering in his ear* Such a beautiful cock... feels so right, in me...

Touma: *panting, alternately licking his lips and kissing Chiri, the sheer pleasure of it glazing his eyes* Feel so good... to have you around me... *hand sneaks down to feel the flesh trapped between them*

Chichiri: *constantly in motion, touching, caressing, moving, loving* I don't want to ever ever stop n'da... *presses a hand to Touma's rear, riding the thrusts and feeling the tightening of his ass*

Touma: *open mouthed kisses, sliding over and into Chichiri, so lost in the hue of his eye, slowly stroking his cock* Never ever... ohhhhh...

Chichiri: *cupping his cheek, then stroking through his hair, then fingering down his neck* Bright like stars... *gasping, arching* Oh, Touma, I feel you...

Touma: Nnnnghh..! Chichiri... *plunges into him, stroking him just right* ...gods, yes... *fingers pulling at his cock, sliding over the moisture* ... like a well of... of joy, feel it...

Chichiri: *tumbleturning through space, seized with the pleasure of Touma's body and heart* Yes! Feel you there... with me... *pulls him close enough for a kiss, deep and heartfelt and real, quivering just on the verge of orgasm*

Touma: MmmMmm! *plunging into the kiss, plunging into him, spilling into that tight clench before he's even aware of it, awash in the dizzying feeling of connection*

Chichiri: *pouring over Touma's hand and belly, shuddering and swelling all around him, with him, through him... space has lost most of it's meaning when they're dizzily swirling through nothing* Nnnnnnnh...

Touma: *cannot stop kissing him, feeling him... his hand threads through Chiri's hair and down his back* Gods... *another spasm and he clutches at Chichiri, sweat rolling down the side of his face, trembling, choking on his words* Chiri, so much, so you... !

Chichiri: *squeaks, clenching his inner muscles, and the pleasured feeling rolls up from his bottom all the way up through his spine* Touma! It's all... stars and quiet and life, so deep...

Touma: Yes.... *calming down, blindly seeking out his lips* ...deepness... can just be us... with each other... *he reaches down Chiri's back with his clean hand and massages just under his ribs*

Chichiri: *holding, touching, lifting his head to meet Touma's so-sweet mouth* You mean so much to me no da... *petting slowly up and down his back*

Touma: Me too... so glad our paths crossed... *nuzzles Chichiri's face up, to show them where Tenku's brought them... not quite in orbit as before, but all around them they can see the sliver of sunlit atmosphere, no more than a fingernail of light, and above is the darkness and the stars*

Chichiri: *looking up, hugging Touma as he watches the beauty of that separation between sky and space* Thank you... *nuzzling, close* This is so beautiful no da.

Touma: *laughs softly, still inside* Tenku being bossy again.

Chichiri: *mmmms, feeling Touma's little laugh and every word through that connection still held inside of him* *whispers* I love you too, Touma no da.

Touma: *his expression mirrors Chichiri's earlier reaction... and he leans in, breathing his breath* Thank you. Makes me happier than words that you're my friend.

Chichiri: *their lips close but not touching, forehead to forehead, every rise and fall of breath was like a caress* You don't have to say, no da. I feel the same things.

Touma: *smiles, just basking...* ... think this is enough of a story for Tas? *silly grin*

Chichiri: *giggles quietly* I really hope so no da. Mm, but if we have to try and top it, you up for that no da?

Touma: Sure. *chuckles* Can always schedule more naked time, no problem.

Chichiri: *still smiling, happy, glad to be where he is* Well good, cause Tasuki might get bored no da.

Touma: We can't have that! *mock horrified* Mmm... shall we float down?

Chichiri: *sighs* All right... we can keep hanging out on the ground, right no da?

Touma: 'Course we can. *nuzzling Chiri, he smells so good* Don't have anywhere to be.

Chichiri: Good. *kisses his forehead, his nose, his lips*

Touma: *happysigh as Tenku gradually sinks them down*

November 12, 2001

Summary: A bizarre log, around the time Alucard goes on a date with Beth Mouri... Naotoki and Cye exchange barbs, Touma wanders in with a suspiciously familiar duck in his pocket, and then Cye and Touma have hot shota sex.

The Story

Naotoki: Too bad.

Cye: Oh shut up.

Naotoki: So, Koma and Kayura are thinking of outfits for Alucard's date. *sneers*

Cye: I've kicked your ass before.

Naotoki: And? Won't stop them.

Cye: But it would shut that trap of yours.

Naotoki: Yeah right.

Naotoki: Shipwright's wench.

Cye: Snake-eyed freak.

Naotoki: I'm flattered.

Cye: Don't be.

Naotoki: So I keep hearing these lovely rumors about tonight...

Cye: Don't ask me. No one tells me anything.

Naotoki: It will be interesting. *grins* From what I hear. But we'll all have to wait and see. I think only Koma knows for sure.

Cye: Oh lord...

Naotoki: Have you heard about Alucard lately?

Cye: *starts looking for the aspirin* About what?

Naotoki: Rumor has it he's been rather amorous in private.

Cye: Christ...

Naotoki: Come now, I thought that would make you happy.

Cye: *getting the migraine...* And how would that help?

Naotoki: Well, he's a big boy now. He can make his own decisions.

Cye: I know that.

Naotoki: So, you should be happy for him.

Cye: Well, yes. I suppose...

Naotoki: It's just a rumor, anyway. He hasn't done anything in role play yet. That's why he's dating, I suppose.

Cye: Don't remind me...

Naotoki: I'm sure he'll find some excellent teachers.

Cye: Naotoki....

Naotoki: Yes?

Cye: Stop it.

Naotoki: *saunters off, snickering*

Cye: *muttering to himself and looking for more aspirin*

Touma: *back from feeding the ducks* Hey Cye.

Cye: *smiles* Hi.

Touma: What's up?

Cye: *sighs* Don't ask...

Touma: Er... okay. *has a duck in his pocket*

Cye: *just sort of staring at the duck*

Touma: What?

Duckie Seiji: Quack.

Cye: Do I want to... oh lord.

Touma: What? What's wrong?

Duckie Seiji: Quack?

Cye: You have a duck in your pocket...

Touma: Yeah, he hitched a ride. So?

Cye: *just shakes his head*

Duckie: Quack. [he's weird]

Cye: *mutters* Just furthering my aneurysm is all...

Touma: You going senile already?

Cye: Certainly not.
And what is this facination with my age?

Touma: So what's the problem? *grins, petting the duckie head*

Cye: Nothing it seems...

Touma: Awww, what's wrong, Koi? *pouts*

Duckie: Quack. [yeah.]

Cye: *sourly* Besides that Alucard's going out with my mother?

Touma: He's *what*?

Duckie: Quack-quack. [I told you.]

Cye: Alucard. Is going. On a Date. With my MOTHER!

Touma: Ouch. I heard ya.

Cye: *rubbing the bridge of his nose* Supposedly it's an apology.

Touma: Oh, yeah, Izzy told me what happened. So don't you trust Al?

Cye: That's not the point.

Touma: Er... I'm lost.

Cye: He... She... Gah, I can't explain it.

Duckie: *gesticulates with his wings, trying to explain*

Cye: *Is contemplating looking for something besides aspirin*

Touma: Could you try?

Cye: It's just... wrong.

Duckie: *brightens... he has this great weed he can sell...*

Cye: Oh hush.

Touma: *thumps the duckie* I guess I don't get it, 'cause my mom and I are not that far
off in age... mentally... so, uh, what kind of wrong?

Cye: *frustrated* It's just... I don't know what, it's just not right.

Touma: *sighs* C'mere...

Cye: *does so*

Touma: *gives him a hug*

Duckie: *flaps to make room*

Cye: *hugs back with a sigh*

Touma: *kisses his cheek* Poor Cye-chan. Surrounded by madmen.

Duckie: Quack. [agreeing]

Cye: And this is new how...

Touma: Heh heh. *nuzzles Cye*

Cye: *just sighs, holding on* I'm going to loose my mind one of these days...

Touma: Like you haven't already.

Cye: You have no idea...

Touma: Nope. Got my hands full fucking Kujuurou and keeping the blond in line.

Cye: *wrinkles his nose* Poor you.

Touma: Harder than it looks. Don't think you'd want to trade places.

Cye: Err, no.

Touma: Hmm. I heard this rumor...

Duckie: Quack.

Cye: Oh god... what?

Touma: Aya is getting interested in us. Me and Kujuurou, I mean.

Duckie: Qu-ack.

Cye: *blinks*

Touma: It's only a rumor.

Cye: How odd.

Touma: No kiddin'.

Cye: Hmm. Who knew?

Touma: Well, it's not like anyone predicted we'd get together in the first place.

Cye: There is that.

Touma: It's certainly interesting.

Cye: True...

Touma: Though maybe not as interesting as you and Aya...

Cye: Hmm?

Touma: Mmm... *nuzzles* We all think you're hot...

Duckie: *flaps and escapes, waddling away*

Cye: *smiles a little* Not that I still understand that...

Touma: *nuzzles down the line of his chin* How can you not....

Cye: *shrugs* I'm not complaining. I just don't get it... *sighs, tipping his head
back a little*

Touma: *pulls him closer, nipping at his throat* But you're so cute...

Cye: *holds him a little tighter* That part I got.

Touma: And you make the nicest sounds... *licks his earlobe*

Cye: *sighs softly* Missed you....

Touma: Missed you too, Koi... *sucks on the lobe, tongue flicking* Seiji does too...

Cye: *breathing a little faster* Ohh...

Touma: *slips a hand up Cye's shirt, kissing his way up till he's sucking on Cye's bottom
lip* /And you make Aya make the nicest sounds...*

Cye: *presses closer, eyes lidding shut* /I try... Oh, Touma.../

Touma: *leans in, pressing his leg between Cye's thighs, his mouth opening to slip his
tongue in* /Missed that... your voice... more, please...?/

Cye: *returning the kiss, letting Touma do whatever he likes* /Love you.../

Touma: *slips his agile hands down the back of Cye's pants, rubbing his ass, pumping
against him* /Love you too... mmm, you taste so good.../

Cye: *moans into Touma's mouth, kneading his hands over Touma's back* /Oh god....
Touma.../

Touma: /You know what would be even better..?/ *one hand slipping down his crack, the other working up Cye's flank to his chest, under the shirt* /If we were in public... and had to stay quiet.../

Cye: *shivers, wriggling against Touma's hands* /You'd do that to me?/
Touma: *rubs against Cye's opening, teasing, the other hand palming his nipples* /God, yes... people just inches away, not having any idea.../

Cye: *bites his lip, stiffling a moan* /But we could get caught...

Touma: *watches his face as he slips his hand down to the front of Cye's pants* We won't get caught...

Cye: *gasps, pushing against his hand* Oh Touma.... oh please...

Touma: Sshh, they might hear us... *claims his lips again, squeezing his fingers around Cye's cock, his other hand still teasing* So sweet...

Cye: *kisses Touma almost deperately, soft moaning escaping despite his effort, sliding
his hands down to squeeze Touma's ass*

Touma: /God, Cye... I love it when you just *grope* me... didn't know what they meant by feeling up till you.../ *caresses the hot flesh in his hands, removing the other hand to grab at the lube*

Cye: /Feels so good, hard and soft all together... What do you want? Please... anything.../

Touma: /Just feel you till you cum... I am feeling rather wicked.../ *grins into his next kiss, slipping a lubed hand down Cye's pants again*

Cye: *yanks Touma close, sealing their mouths together to muffle the long moans, squeezing him harder* /Ohhhh.... Touma.../

Touma: /Gods, you're breathtaking.../ *slips a finger in at last, pulling down the zipper in front to close his other hand more properly*

Cye: *squeezes his eyes shut, trying to stay quiet as he squirms, wanting Touma deeper* /Yeessss.... Oh please, please anything Touma... So hot.../

Touma: *latches onto his neck again, pressing the finger deeper, as his pressure increases on Cye's cock, stroking, a warm tunnel to thrust into* Mmm...

Cye: *burying his mouth in Touma's neck, panting harshly, hotter and harder* /Touma... Touma... wonderful, beautiful hands... so good.../

Touma: *presses another finger inside, letting Cye lean on him, rubbing against his prostate... his other hand is busy as well, pumping his hot, moist length* /You're so lovely, writhing like this..../

Cye: *whimpering softly into Touma's neck, clutching for support for legs about to buckle* /So good... so hot... can't.../

Touma: *pulls them to a wall, so Cye can hang on properly, his fingers stimulating him from within, his hand darting across his balls as he keeps his steady rhythm* /It's all right, I've got you.../

Cye: *shaking harder, pulse pounding through him as he writhes between Touma's hands* /I can't... need... aching for you.../

Touma: /So sweet, so beautiful, Cye-chan... just gorgeous.../ *twists another finger in, jabbing directly now, his hand stroking harder and faster*

Cye: *muffles another cry against Touma's skin, bucking into his hands* /Want you... want you all so much... oh god... Touma.../

Touma: /Shhh... careful, listen... / *stretches him a bit then massages his prostate, keeping up the rhythm on his cock* /We're always here... *and the bond resonates with three others, layering over each other, chorusing Touma's words*... never leave you..../

Cye: *gasps, going rigid in Touma's arms* /Ohhhhhh.../

Touma: /For you, Cye-chan... always.../ *cradles him awkwardly as his fingers work him on the inside, his hand going at a blistering pace*

Cye: /Ohhh... I.... Oh!/ *convulses in Touma's arms, latching down on his shoulder to muffle the scream as he pours hot and white over Touma's fingers*

Touma: *grunts, breathing hard as the warmth spills over his fingers* /So pretty, writhing... so so precious.../

Cye: *clings, shivering and panting, twitching into Touma's hands in little jerks*
/Love you.../

Touma: *slips out of him carefully and embraces him one-handed* /You too, Koi... oh, I like you here... stay a bit.../

Cye: *wraps his arms around Touma's neck* /Anything.../

Touma: *plays with his still stiff cock a bit, oblivious to the mess... he nuzzles Cye's hair* Mmmm...

Cye: *returns the nuzzle, calming a little, and sliding his fingers down to meet Touma's*

Touma: So, what do you want for Christmas, Cye-chan...? *holding him close*

Cye: Hmm? *blinking a bit, then kisses his cheek* Asking me these things when I can't think....

Touma: You're more likely to answer me honestly. *grins*

Cye: Brat... *soft* I don't know... *touches Touma's cheek gently* I want you all...

Touma: *softly* We'll see what we can do...

Cye: *rests his head on Touma;s shoulder, running his fingers over Touma's hand and cock* I know...

Touma: Shhh...there's only one of you, so we want to get a good gift, hm?

Cye: *smiles* Anything would be perfect...

Touma: See, now you're thinking and you're giving me the "anything would be great" answer... maybe we just have to fuck the answer out of you.

Cye: Oh, how dreadful... *kisses him softly again* I mean it though...

Touma: Uh-huh. This helps us so much.

Cye: *smiles* Sorry...

Cye: *pinks and looks down* There's one thing... if you can...

Touma: *grins sexily* Yesss....?

Cye: *getting pinker* Just... *takes a dep breath* For you all... to do whatever you want...

Touma: *whispers* Does Koi want us to use him like a fuck toy and spread him out and make him scream?

Cye: *shivers, leaning weakly against him* Ohhh...

Touma: Oh, that's not it, hm? Maybe you just want us to strip you naked and put a lovely
collar around your neck and make you do whatever gets us off the most...

Cye: *whispered* Anything you want... maybe... maybe even That....
*shivers again* Anything you want...

Touma: *purrs, nuzzling Cye* Kitten, no... what you feel, we feel... it weirds us out too much to tie you up, especially Seiji and Shuu... but we'll do everything else...

Cye: *nods, still leaning* I just wanted you to know... if you wanted to, I'd try...

Touma: I think, however... we'll want some people to watch... *nuzzles Cye* Will you be
up to that?

Cye: *smiles* Of course I would.

Touma: Kujuurou?

Cye: *blinks* I... *thinks about it for a moment* Yes, but just watching.

Touma: Yes, just watching. And we'll make Aya watch all of it...

Cye: *turns pinker*

Touma: I think he'll like that, Cye-chan...

Cye: *smiles* I'm sure he will. He doesn't see that side very often...

Touma: *whispers* I'm sure it'll give him some new ideas...

Cye: Mmm... *soft* You should have seen him a few nights ago... it was wonderful.

Touma: *snickers* Izzy programs my VCR.

Cye: Ahhh...

Touma: You know what would be interesting on Aya? Just a suggestion, of course....

Cye: Hmm? You have nice suggestions.

Touma: Well, you know most of our former clients were high end... but occasionally we'd recruit new ones the old fashioned way. And we have those outfits sitting around, nobody using
them... you could make him a sweet little rent boy...

Cye: Mmm... So you want to play dress up?

Touma: It's an idea. I think, however... we should use our outfits first, Niisan...

Cye: Mmm... you're going to get spanked.

Touma: Promise?

Cye: Oh yes, he's terribily strict.

Touma: Mmm... does Sensei have that ruler...?

Cye: I don't know. He used his hand. And was doing the naughtiest things...

Touma: Nnghhh...

Cye: *nods and whispers* He made me sit on his lap and touched me...

Touma: *eyes widen* Sensei can't do _that_....

Cye: He *did*... He... he... made me lean over to be spanked and pulled my panties down and could *see*.

Touma: Ooohhh... what did he touch?

Cye: *whispered* He was touching *there*.

Touma: Did he... inside...? *holds Cye close, rubbing a little*

Cye: *nods* He made me take everything off but the stockings and made me touch him.
And then... he... *pinks again* He made me lay down and...

Touma: *huskily* Show me, if you don't want to say...

Cye: *starts pulling Touma's clothes off, touching here and there, fingering nipples, tracing his stomach* It's just so bad...

Touma: *moans* How long did he... what did he do...?

Cye: *gropes Touma slowly, fondling his cock* He touched.... told me I was bad...

Touma: *faintly* Punishment...?

Cye: *nods* He spanked me terribly and said he was going to do the most awful thing....

Touma: Oh... oh, what did he say...

Cye: That I was bad and naughty, that I liked it... and touching me the whole time...

Touma: *eyes wide* Did you... Niisan...? Did you like it?

Cye: *starts to ease Touma back, whispering* It was so bad... but... *massaging Touma's balls slowly* It felt so wonderful...

Touma: It does... it does feel so naughty... what was he going to do... *shivering*

Cye: *lays Touma on his back and props one leg up. He traces behind the smooth sack, teasing at the opening there* Here...

Touma: *whimpers* Ohh... you were still sore...? Why.....?

Cye: I think he liked it... *reaches for the discarded lube* Promise not to tell?

Touma: *parts his lips* Niisan... I-I promise...

Cye: *carefully gets his fingers slicked and presses one against Touma, pushing in just a little* He put it here...

Touma: *cries out* Oh! Oh, he *didn't*... Niisan... why did he...

Cye: *presses in slowly, then adds another* He was watching me... watching me move... telling me how bad I was...

Touma: Nnghh.. so strange... it feels nice... why would it be bad... were you saying anything?

Cye: I kept asking him to stop, told him that I wanted to be good and it was so bad...
then he... *curls his fingers, rubbing just right*

Touma: *shrieks* Niisan! *panting* Niisan, but you're always... so good... oh what happened... did it feel naughty?

Cye: *whispering, stroking him inside* It did... so hot... I wanted so bad but I didn't know what.... *flushes* He wanted me to say I wanted it...

Touma: Oohh... *closes his eyes, tearing up* Niisan...

Cye: What? *soft* Am I hurting you?

Touma: *shakes his head* Niisan... it feels _good_... does it... does it make me bad too...?

Cye: This is only a little bad... *whispers, grazing Touma's earlobe with his teeth* He did the worst...

Touma: W-what? *whimpering, moving a little against Cye's finger*

Cye: You'll be awfully bad... *curls his fingers again* And you can't ever, ever tell...

Touma: *shrieks* Niisan... *biting his lip* But I....

Cye: But what? *nibbles his earlobe again*

Touma: *whimpers* I won't... I promise... *moves against Cye's fingers* Never ever...

Cye: *pulls his fingers free and kisses Touma, sliding his tongue into his mouth and lubes himself* Never ever...

Touma: *moans, his leg still up, his cock throbbing between them*

Cye: *shifts, settling between Touma's legs, pressing against the slick opening* You'll be bad too...

Touma: *eyes open wide* Niisan! He...he was doing this...? He... ooohhh... oh please...

Cye: He did... *starts sliding in, just a bit at a time* Saying dirty things.... touching me...

Touma: *breathlessly* Please no... touching... I don't understand... Niisan-- *gasps*

Cye: *seats himself, buried deep and wraps his fingers around Touma's cock* Bad boy...

Touma: NNgghh! N-no... it hurts... he-- hurt you? *gasps* Too full!

Cye: Shhh... shhh... you wanted to know... Now we're both bad... *pulls back for a long slow thrust*

Touma: *hisses* Yes... *licks his lips* ...touch me more, it feels nice...

Cye: *begins slow, deep thrusts, rolling his hips* Ohhhh... so wicked... so good...

Touma: So *wrong*... Niisan... nnnghhh! Ah god... please more...

Cye: Both... bad... terrible... *thrusting faster, rocking Touma's body, fisting his
cock in time*

Touma: Niisan... oh, it does feel good... *cries out* Niisan, oh! God, did he... he was...?

Cye: *panting a little* He did... all of it... made me say I was his slut... that I'd do anything for it... *rocks him harder, angling just right*

Touma: Ohhh...! Niisan, he won't take you away... please don't... you... his, his -- that word? Are you...?

Cye: *flushes, pumping harder* It's wicked but he's so good... Thought... I was going to... come apart...

Touma: *whimpering, clutching Cye* Don't let him take you away... ngghhnnn! *shrieks*

Cye: Don't want to... don't... he... Ohh! Oh Touma...! *rocks into him hard, filling Touma with the violent release*

Touma: *gasps* You're... Niisan, what's--- UHNNnnn! *crying out, his seed spilling between them* ...Niisan...

Cye: *moans again, feeling Touma clench around him and falling forward on his elbows* Pretty...

Touma: *gasping* What... Niisan... he won't take you away from me...? *softly*

Cye: *holds Touma close* I won't let him...

Touma: *confused* So... am I... am I your... *flushes* I can't say the word...

Cye: *kisses Touma gently* No... Never that... I love you.

Touma: *kisses back* I love you too, Niisan...

Cye: My pretty boy... *kisses him again*

Touma: Mmm... we'll be naughty some more...?

Cye: If you want to. Our secret...

Touma: Ohhh yes... *frowns* But what about Sensei...?

Cye: I can't tell him no, he'll spank me more... maybe... maybe if you were with me?

Touma: Oh... but Niisan... I'll be scared...

Cye: I'll be right there, I promise. *soft* You don't have to...

Touma: *sly grin* But we're both naughty now...

Cye: *nods* Terribly bad...

Touma: So we should go together....

Cye: *nods* And be really bad together?

Touma: *purrs*

Cye: Mmm... and get you spanked something awful...

Touma: Mmm... *kisses Cye* I love you.

Cye: *kisses back, snugging* Love you too...

Today's logs:
April 4, 2002 :: Alucard tells Koma what bothered him
post-Zechs/Al date 2001 :: Alucard and Koma talk of many things
March 24, 2002 :: Cye and Touma have hot sex

Stay tuned tomorrow for blue boys, two redheads, and blonds!

April 4, 2002

Summary: Alucard reveals to Koma what was bothering him in the shower the previous evening.

The Story

Koma: *starting some seedlings in the greenhouse*

Alucard: *wearing more casual clothing, although all black, peers his head in* Buna.

Koma: *brightens, though he can't wave, his fingers are all muddy* Hello, Juuki!

Alucard: *strolls over to him* What are you doing?

Koma: I am planting some seeds, and transferring the stronger seedlings to larger beds.

Alucard: Did you need assistance in such a venture?

Koma: If you wish, you can move those beds over here. *points at a couple of trays of seedlings*

Alucard: *because it seems to balance rather easily, he manages to carry about three trays in one hand*

Koma: Do be careful with those. *amused*

Alucard: *blithely ignoring that advice and sliding back and forth, trailing shades of him everywhich way, setting them here and there; apparently he's so caught up in his play that he doesn't realize he slides backwards into a wall; the dhampir's eyes go wide and he seriously contemplates curling into the fetal position; as it is, he's clenching his jaw shut to keep from blistering the wall with the heat of his words alone*

Koma: Alucard! *goes over quickly* Are you all right? *crouches, worried*

Alucard: Um...yeah. *surprisingly, he gets rather embarrassed* It's just...well...

Koma: *crosses his arms* Must I check you for injuries, or are you going to tell me?

Alucard: Promise you won't tell?

Koma: Of course not. *straightens an errant strand of white hair*

Alucard: *looks around to doubly make sure and...* When I was with Kenshin at his place, there was an instance where we were walking home from this nice place that makes beef hotpot and it's very tasty. Upon our way back to his dojo, we were accosted by an unsavoury bunch.

Koma: Mmhm?

Alucard: Because I didn't have a weapon -- although that wouldn't stop me in most cases -- and I promised to stay out of trouble, I just let Kenshin handle it. However, I did seem to attract some unwanted attention and took a slice right here. *he gestures with his thumb in an arc
across his rib cage*

Koma: Is that what you are embarrassed about? Whyever for? And... you have healed it, I trust...

Alucard: Well, that healed nicely...however, they had a junior thug, if you will, amongst them. Because I had to pretend I was NOT some speed-healing demon, I have to let this one heal of its own accord. And since junior thug is so short and I am rather tall, the only clear area he could stab was...*rather red-faced, kinda waves his hand over the right side of his rump*

Koma: *isn't laughing. he isn't* None of the muscle groups were nicked, or anything serious, then?

Alucard: I'm not altogether certain. Kenshin's doctor friend, the Lady Megumi had to...treat the injury, although under much protest from me! So she gave me this ointment that cures, but dear God, I think she purposefully made it the most painful thing to apply to the skin. I feel like clawing the wall after trying to put some of that stuff on me!

Koma: *pats Alucard* Women can be cruel, Juuki. Perhaps you should seek more complete, and less painless healing? *and can I watch....*

Alucard: Well, now that I can speed-heal naturally, it is getting better. I should be perfectly fine soon. That was just the last of the ointment, so all should be well. It DOES work, however painful the cure.

Koma: *seriously* I shan't tell a soul. As long as you are well.

Alucard: I am. But do treat me gentle, at least for another day or so. *grins*

Koma: Have I ever been less than that? *grins, his hand now stroking Alucard's hair*

Alucard: *now feeling much better, lays his cheek on Koma's hair and wraps his arms around him*

Koma: *hugs him back, carefully because his fingers are muddy* ...you're certain the ointment's working?

Alucard: Hai, hai, fret not, firehair. *kisses his forehead*

Koma: *smirk creeps onto his face* So you won't require any extra healing?

Alucard: I shouldn't, no.

Koma: *lips twitch* All right then. *pauses* Do you suppose a nice Code Red slushie would ease your discomfort?

Alucard: Honto ni? Hai!

Koma: *kisses his lips, quite pleased* Come on then. These seedlings shan't stop growing.

Alucard: *puts his arm around Koma's waist in a somewhat possessive fashion and walks with him to the kitchen*

Koma: You know, on the plus side, you will immediately know if anyone directs inappropriate hands in your direction.

Alucard: True...although...*he gives him a speculative look*...your hands would be perfectly all right.

Koma: *chuckles* I wouldn't want to unduly hurt you. And certainly not in public.

Alucard: Then as soon as I'm certain of complete recovery...you'll just have to see in private, won't you?

Koma: I suppose that'll do... *smiling*