Hello^^ This is a little Halloween oneshot my dear friend Chephren and I did, that turned into a multichaptered horror-story somehow XDDD We hope you enjoy it as much as we did!

Warnings: Oral, anal, humil, mutualM, some real deviance, (you'll see,) smexiness and most importantly, yaoi!!!

Pairing: Renzoo

Les Fleurs du Mal

*First Chapter*

The late afternoon sun shone lower in the sky as it got further into the autumn season, kissing the tops of the hills and the dusky mountainside that towered over the small, picturesque village. The streets were lined with cute little houses, richly decorative in old wood shutters and gingerbread eaves. It was a very welcoming place, with sweet little townsfolk peering out their double-layered doors, the lower half shut, with such things as pies baking on their sills. Everyone you'd meet along your way was very friendly and humble with their simple, little lives.

The only thing amiss from this perfect picturesque paradise was sitting at the end of the lane, the main street of this place. An ancient, foreboding castle, the very kind that the most frightening legends were made of, loomed over the quiet, little town. It seemed just as if the sky was darker there, always hung with black, gloomy clouds and the forest was dead around there, flooded by a heavy silence that choked every breath and laughter.

Still, all was well on this fine day... but if one were listening, he could hear mischievous whisperings coming from a rundown barn tucked away behind the local tavern.

"Yeah, I've been there like hundreds 'a times, yo," a voice that was particularly smug rang out. A lean young man, a redhead, maybe around fifteen years of age, bragged about his exploits during his last trip to that very castle. "Yep, I was over there lookin' to pick the strawberries that grow there in the old fields. There is no one brave enough to go pick them anymore, because of the ogre that lives in the castle moat, and the red-eyed monster who lives in the castle... no one even knows what it is exactly... it changes its shape, so it could be anything." He looked warily at his three comrades standing there watching him. Two were wide-eyed and wondrous and the other one, a beautiful youth with long, silver hair, watched him with only a mild interest that seemed to be passing. "I wanted to see inside the castle, yo, before I went to the gardens and my friend that went with me, remember Cloud? Well, he must'a got snatched, because I saw him again and he scared the shit outta me, because his eyes were empty and dead, but they were this glowing red color... and he had no expression..." the redhead, Reno, glanced again at the silver haired youth and pointed... "looked kinda like you do now, yo... Anyways, Cloud started chasing me and I could feel those red eyes boring into my back... and I made it to the strawberry patch in time, and I never saw Cloud again.... You know, they say if you get near the red-eyed monster that you'll vanish, yo..." He said dramatically for the sake of his audience. Leaning on the door frame of the rickety old barn, Reno waited, a triumphant look on his face as he was curious to see what questions his friends had.

Yazoo simply rolled his eyes at the impressed, dumb faces the other two made and Reno basking in their idolization of him. He´d only recently come to the village, his parents had sent him to help at his uncle´s farm but he didn´t like him so he had sneaked away. And this was the alternative... Actually Yazoo´d rather have wanted to learn something useful, like reading or by traveling the world or something, but here he was, stuck with the sons of some stupid peasants and the village idiot... "So," he drawled, sizing Reno up and down, "how do you explain then that I saw Cloud getting chastized by his old man this morning for knocking the milk churn over again?" he snorted, pretty much doubting that there had been any monsters outside of Reno´s wild stories.

Called out, Reno looked uncomfortable for only a split second before he recovered his facade, and he looked at Yazoo with the gravest expression he could muster. "You saw Cloud???!!!! Ohh, oh man.... you are lucky, yo. That wasn't him. The real Cloud is gone!! Kaput!! Pff! Just like that! It was that Thing... best not get close to it, or you may be taken over by the castle monster!!"

Yazoo was too surprised by the young man´s bold lie to reply for a moment. The dust coming from the dried straw slowly fluttered through the warm air, the golden afternoon sun shining through the cracks and holes in the derelict barn where they had gathered. The other two expectantly looked back at him. Eventually he pursed his full lips, tilted his head and snorted derisively, "There´s no such things as monsters. Only idiots believe in such old wives´tales..."

"Yeah?" Reno looked at the boy like he was the crazy one for not believing. In this village, everyone believed in these folktales, and those who didn't still used the lore to frighten their children in to being good. There was even the occasional baby stolen away by a Gypsy to be sold into slave trade... that was real though. Really, everyone believed everything in these parts... except this Yazoo kid. "What goes on in that pretty head o' yours, yo?" He looked at the youth now like he was a unique specimen to be studied and then eventually frightened into submission like all the others.

"Probably more than in your empty one," Yazoo droned, but then his features turned smug. "But you see, I´m the new guy, I don´t want to get into trouble and whatever goes on here, I´m sure you know better... So it must have been really scary, uh? And you were really brave... So, how about you introduce me to that castle and all? I mean what a better guide to have than you, who is experienced and hardy..." He tilted his head some more, the corners of his lips twitching scornfully. He didn´t have to do anything better anyway and maybe there was something interesting up there in that castle?

Reno just looked at the youth for a moment, then bared his teeth when he recognized the insult. When Yazoo mentioned Reno accompanying him to the creepy place though, Reno froze, his alarm clear for all to see. "You serious???" After that initial outburst, he collected himself, "I barely escaped with my life that time... and you want to go back up there?"

Yazoo crept a little closer, turning on the charms as he traveled with his index and middle finger up Reno´s arm, purring, "Of course! I heard there might be some secret, hidden treasure... And with you by my side there´s nothing to be afraid of, is there?" He deliberately mocked the young man by acting like some damsel in distress, but the other two curiously looked at Reno if he´d take the challenge or not. Lowering his voice a bit, Yazoo still smirked as he leaned forward to breath into the redhead´s ear, "Or are you too afraid?"

Now, as a teen who had begun enjoying the pervier side of life quite early, the mere touch of Yazoo's fingertips on Reno's arm caused his body to stiffen and his cock to awaken. He was quite aroused that he was being seduced by a little-known crush of his right here in front of his buddies. "Uh, hidden treasure?" Reno's voice grew husky and shook a bit, "oh, yeah, I'll protect you, yo..." He knew he was being a sap, but he couldn't help it... Yazoo seemed to know just how to make the gravest situation appeal to him. "'M not too afraid," he admitted, "but ya have ta do somethin' for me, yo..."

Growing a bit wary now, Yazoo frowned lightly, asking lowly, "And what would that be?"

Reno took a step back to look into the silver youth's face. Placing his hand on the side of Yazoo's neck, threading his fingertips into long, silky locks, Reno softly kissed those full lips, not caring who was watching. His two friends never saw any action anyways. Yazoo might as well have been a girl for all they knew about making moves on the opposite sex.

Yazoo was taken aback for a moment and flinched, as his lips were so boldly claimed by the sassy redhead. His eyes flickered to the other two but they looked just as dumb and dense as always. When Reno´s tongue prodded softly for entrance, a faint blush stained Yazoo´s cheeks and he wanted to say something in protest, but opening his mouth just gave the redhead the opportunity he needed.

Delving deep into the boy's warm cavern, Reno growled a bit, seeking out Yazoo's tongue, caressing it with his own, and spent some time idling there languidly, pulling the smaller body close to him. Finally, he let the kiss go with a couple of light sucks to that pouty lower lip, making some delightful wet noises, and placed his forehead against Yazoo's, smiling contentedly, "Mmmm, that was nice. You taste good, yo."

Yazoo glared at the redhead, somewhat breathless and weak in the knees, but then he summoned back his haughty airs and disdainfully flicked his long hair over his shoulder. "Hn. I´d suggest you keep your part of the deal now. I´ll see you after sundown at the old mill." He walked past the other two, still tasting Reno´s sweet tongue in his mouth. Stupid redhead...

"See that, boys?" Reno glanced after the silver haired teen as he left the barn, "at least if I die, I die a happy man." He smacked them both on the back in male solidarity, "Wish me luck," and he left as well, sporting a lopsided, goofy grin.

Yazoo went home to his uncle, boredly listening to his angry tirade for sneaking away from work, and went to bed without dinner. Like that´d teach him... Sitting up with his head against the bleached walls, Yazoo listened to the grunting of the hogs, his eyes flicking over to the panels where he could see them underneath him, getting ready to sleep. He had gotten a 'room' in the stable, right under the roof. At least he didn´t have to sleep with his cousins, he couldn´t stand them...

He waited there for a while, smelling the not so unpleasant odor of the pigs and the litter and waited for the moon to rise and the silver light flooding through the creaks in the wooden panels. Eventually he pushed his paillasse back and crawled (it was too low to stand up here) quietly to the end and fetched the labide ladder. The pigs got a bit restless, but Yazoo just stopped tip-toeing and laid his finger on his mouth to signal them that they had to be quiet. After they had calmed down, he sneakily went past the main house (he could hear his uncle snore loudly as he went past the window of their bedroom) and successfully managed for Nanaki, the dog, to not give a bark. He had secretly taken some bread with him earlier, that was now happily chewed and drooled on by the red monster.

Once he was finally away from the farm, the rest was pretty easy. The old castle was very well to be seen, clinging to the hill, a dark, morbid silhouette against the full, pale moon. Somewhere, a screech owl wailed. Yazoo quickly left the village in a ducked position so he wouldn´t be seen by anyone who might roam the few streets late at night. The black woods weren´t that far away, and he felt a strange thrill shooting up his belly when he saw something red waving at him from the bushes. So Reno hadn´t bailed, at least...

"'Bout time, yo," the redhead wasn't really impatient at all. He was just being snarky, and it gave him a kick to think he might be annoying the silver youth. He had reached the spot maybe half an hour prior to Yazoo's arrival. Unable to shake his two buddies, Reno sighed obviously and asked, "so, did you miss me, baby?"

Yazoo just snorted at that and answered lowly, "You wish", even though inwardly, he felt a bit... confused. Of course Reno was incredibly stupid and a boaster and loudmouth, and the last person Yazoo wanted to have any business with. He just came here to put the redhead in his place, to scare him a little so he would shut up and stop his constant bragging! And the tingling in Yazoo´s belly and the instant memory of soft lips brushing over his and an expert tongue taking his breath away was just... something that happened because he was tired. Right. "Can we go then?" he snapped, sourly lifting a brow and wanting to get this ridiculous farce over with ASAP.

Reno rolled his head lazily to the side to eye his comrades, who looked a bit timid, but excited nonetheless. He didn't mind the support, but really, he did not want to babysit them if they were scared, and he would have really liked to spend some time alone with Yazoo. So the dude's idea of a date was seeking out deadly monsters... alright, a bit spooky, but Reno could work with this. "You guys sure you want to come with? It will be dangerous, yo." At the quick nods and grunts of affirmation, and one telling him vaguely that Reno couldn't have all the fun, the redhead sighed again, defeated. Shrugging, his lips tightening a bit, already working on ideas for how he might get rid of them, Reno motioned with his head and a "C'mon, yo, I ain't got all night," and they were off toward the gloomy hilltop with the lonely, not to mention terrifying castle, beckoning them mockingly from its lofty foundation.

Yazoo more or less walked behind the others, since he didn´t know the way and they had lived here all their lives. It was a bit difficult to see anything, because once they went into the woods, it became pretty dark. The forest was overgrown with bushes and now and then, Yazoo had to avoid a branch that would have snapped into his face. While they were forcing their way through the nightly forest, his thoughts slowly started to drift off. To say that the forbidden castle didn´t make him curious would have been a lie. He found it rather fascinating and mysterious, but he didn´t give a damn about the legends of monsters and vile creatures living in its shadows. Those were stories one told to little children to scare them and he found it quite pitiful that even grown men in the village believed in these old wives´ tales. It was much more interesting to find out who had lived up there, and where they had gone, wasn´t it? There were no such things as monsters...

At the top of the hill, a few yards away from the moat, Reno put up a hand to gently stop Yazoo behind him, his friends gathering on either side. "Wait here, precious, we're going to walk ahead and see that it's safe. Would be a shame if some crazy ghoul took apart that hot bod of yours," he made it quite apparent as he eyed Yazoo up appreciatively. With that, he motioned for his buddies to follow him, up the to edge of the murky depths.

Yazoo could see the hunger in Reno´s eyes when he sized him up and visually devoured him despite the little light that came through the forest canopy. It made him unconsciously take a step back and tighten his jaw, his lips unappreciatively pursing. Inwardly however, he felt kinda hot and cold at the same time in a not so unpleasant way and those piercing blue, lightly uptilted eyes made his stomach flip again... With an expressionless face, he frostily replied "I am not your precious", but still he waited as Reno had told him.

Stalling for time, Reno led the other boys away and around the moat until he did not see Yazoo anymore, a bit nervous for leaving him there, but also quite certain he was safe. "Okay, keep an eye out. We will not lead Yazoo in until we know it is safe, yo. You remember the moat ogre right? I think this is about where he lives under the water. Tell me, can you see anything?"

Both boys peered into the depths, hardly seeing anything because of the sway and flow of thick algae under the lilypads, which had been stifled by the prolifically slimy undergrowth, yet had not been cleared away, and certainly no one was here, and if they were, there was no way in hell anyone would clear up this moat!

Suddenly, Reno's little dusky-headed friend's eyes went wide in terror and he pointed, his voice quaking, "Th-there!!!!" The algae had moved aside to reveal a bit of the life underneath. Two glowing red orbs appeared and at first moved from side to side, and finally seemed to fix on them. His other friend, a sable headed teen, stood petrified, until he whimpered, and might possibly have pissed himself. One grabbing the other, they sped off down the hill, back to the village, never to return to this place.

"Hey!!!!! Where ya going, yo? Ya punks!!!" Reno yelled after them, but really, he couldn't be more pleased. There was no red-eyed moat ogre, that Reno had made up to embellish a bit. It just so happened that Reno knew that a certain type of water plant grew here, and the bud on the end glowed red in the moonlight... mostly because it had scared him shitless at one time and he had gone to read about swamplife around these parts. Luckily, his friends never read anything.

Snickering, he made his way back to the silver beauty waiting for him beneath the large Hawthorn, silver strands glowing ethereally in the moonlight. The redhead's knees felt a bit weak. "So..." he collected himself, "you ready, yo?"

Blinking at the redhead for a moment, Yazoo tilted his head to look past the loudmouth. "Where are the others?"

Reno shrugged, "Punk asses got scared and left, yo!" He lifted his arms to bring them behind his head, cradling his neck, making an obviously contented stretching noise, "Mm, ahh! Looks like it's just you and me, kiddo..."

"...Great." Unnerved, Yazoo rolled his eyes. Now he was all alone in a dark forest with the pervert. Could it get any worse?! Wordlessly, he just turned and made his way through the forest where he thought the old ruin would be, not waiting to see if Reno was actually following or not.

As he saw Yazoo heading on, he followed wordlessly, yet smirking a bit as the butterflies assaulted his stomach. As they crossed the moat, and Yazoo took the path, Reno grabbed his hand and pulled him back, causing Yazoo to bump into him. "Careful, yo, there are traps here... the obvious path is guarded to keep intruders out. Hidden spikes. Whoever lives here wants us to stay out... too bad he has such a neat house though, right?"

Breathlessly from the sudden yank, Yazoo had put his hand on Reno´s surprisingly broad and strong chest to keep himself from falling as he lost his equilibrium by the pull. He looked up at the redhead with huge eyes, unaware that for a moment they just looked like some couple in love, standing in the moonlight, adoring each other with burning eyes. When he did become aware however, feeling that he was far too close to Reno´s warm, good smelling body, he abruptly let go of the other´s shirt and turned, to hide the faint color in his cheeks. "You could have told me earlier," he replied coldly and made a step aside so Reno could take the lead now. Then the other´s words made him think however and he narrowed his eyes, asking a bit less distanced "There´s actually still someone living there? I thought it was abandoned..."

"Nah, that is just one of those wives' tales." Reno looked at the youth knowingly, his eyes sparkling, "the truth of the matter is that a 'someone' does live here, one of the monsters I told you about," he said gravely. "You thinking of turning back, beautiful? It is quite alright if you do. I admit, I was a bit nervous myself until your sweet lips persuaded me..." He had moved closer and leaned in again to see if Yazoo might let him have another taste.

Again, Yazoo was taken aback by the other´s straightforwardness. No one had ever talked to him like that and at Reno´s words, his eyes dropped automatically towards the redhead´s full lips. His heart had started to race in his chest again, but then he just forced his eyes past the other and snorted, "I am not going back till I've seen the castle. If you want to chicken out however, feel free to leave any time."

The redhead fully opened his previously heavy eyelids and smirked, "Suit yourself, yo... There is no way I am not coming with you. Gotta make sure you come back... C'mon then..." He reached for the little one's hands and pulled him along in tow, trying to remember where the traps were along the path. He began to feel really unsure. "Hey," he turned to Yazoo, "Climb on my back, yo..." and he bent his knees and placed his hands out behind him. "I can't really remember where they all are, and it is making me nervous, yo."

Yazoo incredulously stared at the kneeling youth, crossing his arms over his chest in a defying manner. "There is no way I am climbing on your back!" It had been bad enough that they had been holding hands already! Narrowing his eyes in frustration, Yazoo hissed, "This is one of your silly games again, isn´t it? Look, I don´t have all night and I haven´t seen any of your mysterious traps yet, so why don´t you just keep going ahead and if you walk into one, I will know by your tortured screams?"

Reno laughed, "my tortured screams, huh? You comedian," he reached out to swipe a fingertip across the tip of Yazoo's nose. Just after that, at the point when Yazoo was off-guard, he swept the silver haired teen up in his arms. He was still young himself and was not strong enough to carry Yazoo bridal style yet regrettably, so he dumped the youth over one shoulder. The lurch of the movement though sent him stumbling forward a couple of steps and there was the metallic zing, and a sharp, pointy spike impaled the sole of Reno's black boot, rising up to the sky out the other side through tough old leather. Reno looked down instantly and let out a piercing cry.

tbc

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