Boc chama – young master (used in later chapter)

Life is considered as a circle, and people walk along different lines but ultimately they complete their own circle at the end of their life, and when they love somebody that person stays within the circle of their life.

Yin and yang are thought to arise together from an initial quiescence or emptiness

Yin–yang, thus, always has the following characteristic: yin and yang describe opposing qualities in phenomena. For instance, winter is yin to summer's yang over the course of a year, and femininity is yin to masculinity's yang in human relationships. It is impossible to talk about yin or yang without some reference to the opposite: yin–yang are rooted together. Since yin and yang are created together in a single movement, they are bound together as parts of a mutual whole. A race with only men or only women would disappear in a single generation; but men and women together create new generations that allow the race they mutually create (and mutually come from) to survive. The interaction of the two gives birth to things

The story is based on the above concepts.

This pairing was requested by vessto and I am so glad that she mentioned it or else I would never ever have thought something like this..

I would be making more stories on this pair as I love to write things which are complicated and deep. And try to imagine Tanaka and Fuyuhiko in their younger years when they were like Akihiko and then read or else the romance would look too perverted and messy....

Circle and line

Chapter 1 : One Night

Tanaka was a punctual and disciplined man, years after years he had had been working as a butler in the great Usami family which had ultimately metamorphosed him into a responsible and caring gentleman. But that honest theory was applicable only for other people's sake and not for him as somewhere between the lines of giving comfort and offering help to others, he had had completely ignored the priority of his own life.

So his life were following the lines of different people's circle, disregarding the circle of his own life, the life which had had grown to devote for others.

And even if the circle of his life did complete its one complete turn, Tanaka was sure that he would be one of those unfortunates, who would never have anyone bounded within that precious circle. And Everytime that deserting thought triggered him; Tanaka always wished that he would at least have the strength to walk along the lines of his circle and without getting lost and too weak.

Tanaka's thought were interrupted when a young lady pointed him to decorate the flowers properly, the day was a very special day. Everyone in the house was happy and was trying to be their best. Everyone except the young master Akihiko, inspite of the fact that he should be the one smiling brightly and waiting impatiently, inspite of the fact that the man who was coming to the Usami mansion was none other than his father, Usami Fuyuhiko.

The young mistress was still beautifying herself, still trying to look flawless. Her beauty was a hidden bribe to hide all the things that she had had been doing in the absence of her husband, the fake camouflage that would make her look happy and pathetically complete.

Tanaka recalled the day when the young mistress was getting married to the young handsome and ordinary man Fuyuhiko. He recollected the empty look in those young and vibrant eyes when they took the vows. Sometimes Tanaka thought if he was a little happier than the young master Akihiko when he saw the same empty look in the child's violet orbs screaming and begging not to hurt him anymore and leave him alone.

Tanaka wondered if Fuyuhiko's another son and Akihiko's half brother also had the same eyes, dead and lonely.

The more he thought about the Usami family, the more he gained the strength to walk the lines, without considering if those lines belonged to his life or the lives of Usami.

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Tanaka sighed when the busy day finally came to an end. The gathering of the whole Usami family on the occasion of the return of the master was huge and tedious. Letting lose of the tight neck-tie around his neck, Tanaka wiped the tickling sweat forming on his fore-head. He could go to bed then and have a nice sleep as the day after was going to be the same, busy and empty.

Like any other day, he would serve everyone till they were pleased, and would return to his room lonely and lost.

But a loud crash from the upstairs disrupted all his plans. Out of habit, Tanaka rushed above, with a feeling that the night was going to be long again.

The noise came from the room where the master was staying with the mistress and Tanaka hoped that it wasn't one of those fights again. He wished that Akihiko would be fast asleep by then, unaware and unheard of everything that was happening.

But his wish didn't come true.

Tanaka spotted the young master standing outside the door and looking inside at his parents with blank eyes through the small opening. Tanaka heard the loud voices of the couple's harsh conversation from outside, he listened to the words spoken by the two adults which shouldn't be heard by a small child in the middle of the night as his footsteps approached the room.

Tanaka was just a steward and interfering in his superior's tussles was not expected of him but taking care of the young was his duty, but even if it wasn't his duty he would have done it with pleasure. Tanaka knew the person who was suffering the most was Akihiko and even the tears of the boy had dried up and had promised to never fall again for those selfish adults.

For a fraction of second, Tanaka's eyes met with Fuyuhiko when Tanaka quickly dragged the young master away from the door. Something glistening brimming in Fuyuhiko's eyes caught Tanaka's view but he didn't have the time or the courage to testify it. Tanaka knew it was hard to make a man cry, and he had no doubt about his master's manliness, the man who had had a mistress and her child and still had the guts to make an affair and marry the mistress of Usami family. The man who was born just as a commoner just like Tanaka but was then one of the richest men alive on earth, and Tanaka had seen him cry.

Tanaka pondered if he was the only one with an incomplete circle.

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Tanaka sighed again, it was almost dawn. Making sure that Akihiko was completely asleep took longer than it was expected. Walking to his room, Tanaka reconsidered about changing his clothes, soon it would be the time for work, and so wasting time for changing clothes was meaningless. Instead, sitting on the chair and taking a little rest would be wiser.

But before Tanaka could close his eyes, a silhouette at his door raised his suspicion.

'Who is there?'

Tanaka lowered his head and tried to hide his embarrassment when the owner of the shadow made his appearance.

'Forgive me master, I didn't know-'

'It's alright Tanaka; I want to talk to you about something.'

Tanaka felt pity for his master when he noticed the slightly red eyes and hoarse voice. Tanaka was lonely, but his master was lonely and helpless, Tanaka always took care of his responsibilities properly but his master was never able to fulfill his liability as a father.

'Sure master but instead of coming here, you could have summoned me master, my room is not ideal for you.'

'Tanaka can I ask you a favor?'

'Sure master.'

'Call me Fuyuhiko.'

Tanaka couldn't look straight into Fuyuhiko's eyes after the humble request. Did his master come to his haven for a little sympathy and comfort to escape from the reality? If so, why Tanaka, Usami's insignificant butler? Fuyuhiko was rich and famous; it wouldn't take much to find someone more apt and beautiful.

'But you are my master.'

'For the first time in my life I want to be an ordinary man again, a man with a simple life, a man who would make his son happy, who would stay awake and beside his son until he is asleep, a man who is always needed by his family, a man who always takes care of everyone's need and make them happy.'

The firm and resonating voice trembled when the sentence was almost finished. Tanaka realized it was unfair and hard on Fuyuhiko every time he was called as master, Tanaka was no longer hesitant to look at his master.

And the moment Tanaka led his eyes on Fuyuhiko, he understood why so many beautiful ladies had had fallen and was still falling for that man. The room was dimly illuminated but yet Tanaka could feel the sublime light reflecting from Fuyuhiko and making him glow.

The two men kept on staring, reading each other like an open book. They were like the yin and yang, finding the parts which were missing from one's life into the other's life. If only they were together, the circle would have been formed perfectly like the moon on the moon-full night. That moon which was not bright enough to burn, not dull enough to fade away, sated and beautiful.

Tanaka couldn't hold back his own tears when he saw a single drop of tears sliding down his master's eyes. He had had seen many people cry who had had been in worse condition yet he had had never cried, he had always placed the pain of his life as the most agonizing emotion. So why did his master who he didn't even know much was making his heart ache so much forcing him to cry?

But before Tanaka could answer his inner muse, his hand moved up and his fingers rubbed on the solitary trail of liquid on Fuyuhiko's cheek. Every pain and misery disappeared from Tanaka's heart when Fuyuhiko caught his hand with his and kissed the fingers wet with tears.

Tanaka didn't protest when Fuyuhiko slowly pushed him into the bed and covered Tanaka's lips with his. The kiss was slow at first but when Fuyuhiko's tongue probed at Tanaka's lips to get an open entry, Tanaka's heart drummed faster with excitement. Tanaka opened his mouth to speak some logical words and halt their actions but he was muffled when Fuyuhiko entered his mouth with his tongue and rubbed their bodies together. Tanaka could feel the hunger and lust in Fuyuhiko when his master unbuttoned his shirt and explored his torso. The touch was eager and hot.

For an urgent intake of breath, Fuyuhiko discontinued their kiss, giving his servant a chance to speak.

'It's not right.'

'I know but only for tonight, give yourself to me.'

'But why me?'

'Because, you have everything that I can never have, love and respect of everyone including Akihiko.'

Tanaka realized that everything that he was imagining was false, he was not needed, he was being used. A bitter phrase came out from his chocking throat.

'No wonder you are so successful, Fuyuhiko.'

Silence prevailed as tears rolled down Tanaka's eyes. The difficult feeling and pain that were bottled up in the butler's heart came pouring down as Fuyuhiko stoked his sensitive heart-strings. The circles could never be complete as Tanaka had too many lines to walk, and that time it wasn't his duty or some compulsion, it was his own heart telling him to walk Fuyuhiko's line, his foolish heart that was blinded and dazed by the cunning man's charm and grief.

'But I am a failure in making anyone happy, even the one I love.'

Tanaka widened his eyes when Fuyuhiko said the word 'love' touching Tanaka's chest with his palm, beneath which Tanaka's heart stopped its motion for a while.

'Just for today, Fuyuhiko.'

'I cannot promise that Tanaka.'

Fuyuhiko smiled and said, making Tanaka shiver. The feverish lips of the men met again, involving in a kiss that was trying to express the heat that was burning in them. Soon their clothes were scattered all over the bed and Tanaka was beneath his master, naked and breathless. Afraid that he would leave some marks that would be dangerous, Fuyuhiko licked a long line with little sucks and nips from the waistline of his servent till the hard and perked nipples.

Kissing and nipping Tanaka's nipple and making it drip with his saliva; Fuyuhiko parted his servant's thighs apart. Tanaka was too lost to notice that but when Fuyuhiko tried to push his middle finger into his tight opening, Tanaka was shocked and tired to get away from the man above.

'What are you doing?'

'I need to have you, Tanaka.'

Tanaka had never disobeyed his master, but that was too much. The man above him was using him, trying to escape from his messed up life by immersing in the pleasure of his body. It was wrong, it was humiliating, and it was very painful. Fuyuhiko was treating him worse than an object, he didn't care about Tanaka and even if Tanaka could feel the warmth in his master's eyes blazing with want, still he knew it was just for the time being, it would go away the moment the fire would cool down to ashes. Tanaka realized if that continued, his life would be in danger and his pride and whatever happiness was still left with him would disappear, making him regret and hurt.

Fuyuhiko gripped both of Tanaka's thighs with his hands and bit on his lower lip.

'Then what Fuyuhiko?'

Fuyuhiko stopped his motions and caresses and looked into Tanaka's amber eyes. He could see the emotions swirling in his servant's eyes; he could perceive it wasn't just an one night stand for the delicate servant. And Fuyuhiko was scared to admit his true feelings, he always had had been brave and outragous when it came to sex, but that time Fuyuhiko was not ready, he didn't have the confidence that his feelings for the man below him was that simple and frail.

'We have to forget it.'

Fuyuhiko was afraid and reluctant to make another mistake, already he was paying enough for his previous ones.

'Get out of my room Fuyuhiko and never come back again.'

There were some rustling sounds and swift movements as Tanaka couldn't see anything for his falling tears. He didn't know when the first ray of the Sun fell on his window and entered his room, he didn't know when the birds woke up and chirped happily.

He just knew that the night before was a dream, that he could never achieve, happiness could never belong to him. And after seeing that unique look in his master's eyes and getting the joy and pleasure of that calloused touch, he would never be able to love again…

His life was ruined, the circle would always be empty.

The next chapter will be soon, Did you like it?