A/N: This time, it's not going to be kazachi fic. It'll be KazaSai aka Kazama x Saitou fic. A little dark in the beginning though.

I don't own anything, except the story. Hakuouki and the characters own by Idea Factory, and the CG belongs to Yone Kazuki. Well.. I do edited a little.

Warnings: Grammars error, typos, dark, OOC-ness, cursed words


Behind on that Mask

Chapter 1: The fake mask

The thing he ever wanted for a while now is to break that cold and emotionless fake mask of his.

A quiet ronin.

Eyes cold like an iceberg.

His sense similar as Cherry Blossom.

That's right.

Saitou Hajime.

The man he wanted to break that fake mask is that damn stoic ronin.

The moment his crimson-red orbs laid on his and hears his cold and monotone voiced for the first time, he has taken interested in him so easily.

He couldn't helped himself to laugh of how he could had a lust of a human.. of him of all foolish creatures he met. The Demon of West had always disgusted for humans and rasetsus a lot.

His reasons of attacking the Shinsengumi was just to kidnap the demon woman just so he could create full-blooded demon child with her for the sake of his clan..

But fuck about his clan or creating the demon child anymore. He doesn't give any shit about that anymore. All he ever cares now is that damn stoic ronin!

This man...

This Saitou Hajime.. there's something behind on his mask and he eagerly wants to take it off so badly.

He wants to ruin him.

Destroy him.

Break him.

And do whatever he can just so to see the real Saitou Hajime.

The fragile Saitou Hajime.

Although it bored the Demon when listening his stern and monotone voiced, it might probably be sweet like a honey when he screams or moans in agony pain or pleasure once he break him.

Kazama could felt himself licking his lips in seductive as his eyes began to glow in golden the more he thought deeply about that stoic ronin.

Those soft and fragile lips.

Oh he is so wants to kiss it and bite it roughly till he could taste the stoic's sweet blood. He never likes the smell of humans' blood nor never will he taste their blood, especially Rasetsu's, but he gave an exceptional of having a taste of the stoic's blood.

It unfortunate how Saitou Hajime didn't revealed his broad-chested for the first time they met. If it have been revealed similar as Okita Souji's(although he only revealed just a little only. At least he could see a little clear), he would've ravishing that stoic ronin earlier and-

"Kazama-sama," Amagiri interrupted the Demon of West's thought. "Our debt for Satsuman-han had finally paid off. We should take a leave from human affair for now."

When the red-headed Oni left the room, leaving Kazama alone, his smirk never faded since the beginning. He put his swords on his sash, and started to leave with a very creepy and dark smirk on his face.

"Here I come, Saitou-toyarou."


A/N: Well yes, I'd really do adore of KazaSai very much although most of my headcanon for them were pretty dark and not in a good happy ending one. Maybe except in SSL AU tho. I do also like some other yaoi pairings too; KazaHiji, OkiHiji, OkiKao, HijiSai and some others. OkiSai is pretty 'ok' to me, but I usually prefer KazaSai and OkiHiji.

For those any of you guys wondering why I added '-toyarou', if you listening closely on how Kazama calls him, he always calls Saitou adding that word, which is, I'm not exactly sure what does it meant. Even the Demon of Fleeting Blossom doesn't giving us what it meant lolol.

For more babbling from me, Kazama in here also is a bit OOC than kazachi fic that I wrote; a little insane(not that crazy), or something like that. Of course, I actually follow this kind of side of him from Saitou's route.

Anyway, thank you for reading it's always makes me happy whenever you guys enjoy my stories even though it's not the best one.

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