Authors Note – Hello there! Thank you so much for reading Fleeting Moon Flower, I truly am greatful. Please do note that I am new to writing yaoi, so it's not going to be as good as some of the yaoi author's out there, such as SilentSnowDreamer or CollisAteMySocks. =_=" I plan on it though! Also note, I am not from the USA, so I will be using the word 'bloody' a lot.
Soul silently walked down the poorly-lit hallway. He wore a silver over coat with a white under shirt under it. Blue traveled down the tips of the coat, and he wore simple blue jeans that were slightly skinny. He was there for business, and only business. His red eyes looked lazily across the hallway, it's red wallpaper had gold diamonds pounded into it, making it look as elegant as possible.
The silver haired teen chuckled at that, this place was no more than elegant. The place was full of danger, and the boss... he was no version of nice!
A few footsteps ahead of Soul, there was a black door. Soul stopped right infront of the door, he stared at the initials engraved onto the black wood. He heard shouting come from the other side of the door, and then glass shattered. His ruby-red eyes widened and he swiftly opened the doorway. What he saw before him horrified him.
His boss stood over another small figure. A wine glass bottle placed firmly in his hand, and the excess of red liquid leaking out of the glass. The shivering figure was more intriguing than his boss's look.
On the ground, knelt a small boy, his shoulders were shaking very bad. He wore a black dress showed their collar bone, a rose with gold strings was right under the ending line, the strings wrapped around his waist. A giant black bow wrapped on their backside. He also wore black lipstick, and he was holding his shoulders tightly.
His bangs covered his eyes, so Soul was un able to officially grasp the colour of their iris. The taller man looked over at Soul and sighed. "Soul Eater Evans..." he sighed and threw the glass at the ground. The smaller looked up slowly at Soul, "Kidd darling, please make your way to my room." he asked smiling. The one adressed as Kidd slowly stood up and took a small bow, in a very feminine way. He slowly walked past Soul, and Soul could hear his breath quiver.
The door shut behind him, and Soul looked forward. "Noah-Sama... what was that?" he asked with a sudden force. "Oh.. the maid was being lazy and didn't respond to me." Noah responded simply. That's no reason to throw a glass at him! Soul thought angrily. "And... you threw a glass at him?" he inquiried.
"My maids health is my business." he growled.
"Well... you called me up here for some business?" Soul asked, trying to drop the subject. "Ah yes. The DWM society is coming to this estate tonight, and I want you to join me in the dinner. I'm sure they are going to discuss the disappearance of their lord's son." Noah sat down in his chair, picking up a glass full of red wine. "You want me?" Soul asked, a bit surprised.
"Of course! Your my most trusted member, I think you should join me." Noah laughed as he swallowed his wine. Soul winced at the loud laughter but then smiled back.
"Um... thank you... Noah-Sama. I will join you tonight." Soul gave a curt bow and turned around. "Oh and Soul..." Noah began. Soul looked back at him. "If you find the maid wandering around, don't hesitate to kick him back into my room, or his room." Noah said in a dark tone. Soul stiffened, but then nodded.
He let his hand glide over the black wood before he shut it from the outside. He turned around and nearly jumped out of his skin when he did. Before him was the boy he saw before, standing there, his hands in each other, they were in front of him. The boy gave a shaky smile and began to speak. "I-I'm sorry... Mr. Evans... but c-could you please try and talk to my m-master?" his voice wavered from between insanity and despair. "Talk to him.. about what?" Soul asked, not smiling back.
Soul couldn't help but feel a twang of sorrow for the boy, he was shaking so bad, his skin was really pale. Now he could get a better look at him, he had two-toned gold iris's, and he had black hair, with three white stripes going across the left side. A marvelous creature, eh? Noah's voice ehcoed in the back of Soul's head.
"My r-release..?" he whispered but before Soul could even utter a sound, the boy screamed. "I'M SORRY! I-I DIDN'T MEAN TO SAY THAT..." he grabbed his shoulders and backed away. Tears streamed down his pale face, and he whimpered. "I'm sorry..." he fell to his knees, and covered his face with his black gloved hands.
Soul wondered why he was acting like this, he wasn't going to hurt him. "Hey.. hey! Get ahold of yourself!" Soul knelt down beside the boy, trying to calm him down. "I'm sorry...!" he cried. Soul had started to feel a bit angry and grabbed the boy's arm, making him flinch, and stop making sounds. "What's the matter?" Soul asked. The boy looked at him with sorrowful gold eyes.
"My m-master... he..." he would've said more, but he heard a mans voice come from behind the door. "Quick! W-We have to g-get out of here!" He grabbed Soul's hand and pulled him out of the hallway, into the elaborate stairway. He half hopped/dashed up the staircase and Soul could only run along. Soul stared with blood-red eyes, as the boy dragged him into an even bigger room. It was decorated in black.
Black carpet, black wallpaper, and in the middle, lay a giant king sized bed, it had black comforters and black sheets.
The maid boy shoved Soul too the wall. He leant up towards Soul, his lips almost touching Soul's. "Please... please act like you pushed me in here... or M-Master will just get angry at the both of us..." he said softly. Soul looked down at the boy, his lips barely brushing his, and nodded. The boy grinned and pushed away, and fell back on the bed, a horrified expression painted on his face. "Go.." he whispered.
Soul quickly turned and walked out the door, to be frightened by a Noah standing right ouside the door. "Was the lousy maid wandering around the house again?" He asked, his voice a bit slurred. "Um.. no... I just heard a loud scream and I came to see what it was..." Soul wasn't half-lying, but it still hurt to lie to Noah.
Noah glared at the door to the room, "I'll have to punish the maid extra tonight..." And maybe you could learn some grammar! Soul silently added the rude comment. "Well go on. Go get ready for tonight's dinner." Noah said, pushing Soul out of the way. "Sorry..." Soul murmured and began walking down the hallway.
Noah grunted and entered the black room.
"Kidd darling..?" Noah asked. "Danna-Sama.. I'm over here." Kidd said sitting up on the bed, his dress was sliding down on the right side. "You know better than to seduce anyone but your master." Noah made a tsk tsk noise and walked over to Kidd. "I'm sorry..." Kidd looked into his lap, but he felt his master's large hands rest under his chin. "I'm going to make you scream." Noah grinned sadistically before pulling the boy's face to his and kissing him.
Kidd knew better than to pull away, so he pushed himself up into the kiss, blush decorating his cheeks. Noah sat down on the bed, pulling the boy into his lap. Kidd felt the hands of his master wrap around his wasit, and he couldn't help but moan. He had been touched there so many times, it had become a sweet spot for him.
Noah pulled away for a few seconds, his brown eyes staring into Kidd's gold eyes, then he forced another kiss on him. Snaking his tongue inside Kidd's mouth, he reached for Kidd's tongue, and with ease, he began pressing it on the boy's tongue, making him release another moan. He pushed Kidd down and he loomed over him.
Kidd knew the rules of this game and he knew the rules his master played by. If he bit Kidd, Kidd would have to scream, if he kissed Kidd, he would moan loudly, every thrust and every suck meant something. Kidd felt Noah's hand on his waist, "You look so cute in a dress." he said sweetly. Noah, with his other hand, grabbed the cloth by his shoulder, and pulled it all the way down, until Kidd was dressed in nothing.
The boy blushed dark crimson and Noah pushed himself onto Kidd, making Kidd's breath hitch. "M-Master..." he closed his eyes and moaned as he felt his master's lips caress one of his nipples. He moaned loudy as he felt his master's mouth travel more southward. "Now.. I either want to hear my name, or you scream." Noah started back down towards the boy's member.
"Master!" he moaned quite loudly as he felt the older man take him whole. Noah smirked and saw the boy biting his lip, which made him reach his hands up to massage his two nipples. Kidd couldn't hold it in anymore, he let out a loud scream, as the pleasure crashed over him like a large wave. He turned his head over, trying to do something with the never-ending pleasure that his Master was giving him.
White danced across his vision, and Kidd shuddered under his master's hold. "Ah...N-No... No more... please...-Ah! No... I can't hold it anym-ah!" Kidd let out a loud scream as he came into Noah's mouth. He closed his eyes tight as he felt it all shoot outside him. The feelings... the sounds... Kidd had all come accustom to it, knowing it would always be the same, until his master got to old, and he was sold into another household.
Father... I-I'm sorry... Kidd thought as he breathed heavily as he opened his clouded eyes, and Noah pressed his lips to his, kissing him hard. He touched and tasted everything inside Kidd's mouth, and then wrapped his tongue around the smaller boys, making Kidd moan in pure pleasure. Kidd could only wrap his hands around his Master's neck, pulling them into an even deeper kiss. He could only please his master as much before much really happened.
Noah sat up, and walked over to the dresser across the room, leaving a naked Kidd looking at him. "Just as long as you truly accept this gift I am giving you, you are going to need to take your medicine." Noah smiled at Kidd, opened a bottle of dark blue pills. The younger gave a small nod, unwilling to make a sound. He knew what the medicine was and it's effects. It was going to make him feel 'better' as his master put it.
The older turned around, holding a small blue pill in his hand, and began walking over to the boy on the bed.
Soul sat on the bed of the guestroom, his memory kept flashing back towards the memory of the maid boy. He couldn't help but feel seeing him from somewhere, his red eyes were deep and dark in thought as he heard knocking on the door. He looked up quickly, "Come in." he called out. The door knob kept twisting, and shaking, until it finally turned all the way, and the door swung open. At the door was Master Noah, his eyes dull and devoid of everything, even life.
"Noah?" Soul asked, calm. Noah didn't respond, only fell down, a needle shoved in his jugular, and he gasped for breath. Soul squeaked in surprise and jumped off the bed, and caught Noah in his arms, but he fell to his knees, holding the heavier man. Now, Soul's heart beat was fast, and he was shaking the man. A small tendril of blood leaked from the corner of the man's mouth. Soul dropped Noah as he gagged and all light escaped the man's eyes.
Slowly, Soul stood up, and backed away from the body. "Wha... What happened?" he asked, his voice quavering. Even if Soul wasn't really this man's friend, he had never... ever seen someone die. This was horrifying to the young man, the blood red irises shook and he slowly stepped over the man's body, and he jumped out into the hallway, his body slammed into the wall across the door, and it left him dazed for a second. He looked around him, the red and gold hallway was more freaky than usual now.
He started quickly down the hallway, searching for someone... or the exit. His hands were shaking so bad, he couldn't grab the rail. He slowly went down the staircase, searching for the exit. As he reached the lasts step, he felt his foot give way and he slipped and face planted right into the floor. Or so he thought, he was caught by the arms by a black figure before him. He looked down, and saw the short maid boy pressing his face into his chest.
"Oh what have I done... oh no... Master Noah's dead because of me..." he whispered into his chest. He began chanting something in some language, and whimpered. "M-Mr. Evans... take me to my father... where ever he may be..." he cried softly.
Soul didn't know the boys name, but he felt the need to protect the small and frail creature. "What is your name?" Soul asked, looking down at him. The boy's eyes snapped open, and he stopped crying. "Y-You don't know...?" he asked quietly. "You work for father though..." he was confused. Father? What is this kid- wait... this kid can't possible be thinking of Lord Death! This weak creature is the son of Death himself? "Your... Death the Kidd?" he asked, bewildered.
The striped haired boy gave a small nod, lifting his head up to the taller, wrapping his arms around his waist, he lifted his head up, and pressed his lips softly to the albino's. After a bit, he pulled away, "I am Death the Kidd... future grim reaper, ruler of death... take me to my father." he put his hand on Soul's eyes, and Soul felt his eyelids grow heavy, and he fell asleep quickly.