Title:
Is this love
Disclaimer:
Mirage of Blaze owned by Kuwabara Mizuna. Ficlet with no intent of
monetary profit.
He couldn't stop himself.
Even
though the boy cried now, he simply couldn't stop this feeling of
intense desire.
Desire for this weak body. Desire for this
imperious and untouchable soul.
For
far too long he had repressed his emotions in order to carry out a
mission in
favour of the Uesugi-Clan. It was beneath him. And yet
he had gotten used to it.
Following him, all these years.
In
the eyes of others he was anything but inferior. The way he got rid
of his enemies
was cold-blooded, indifferent. Always the
protective type. Calm, discrete.
As
his hand continued to slide down the chest of the trembling body
beneath him, he
smiled. After all this was Takaya, the boy who had
learnt to feel at ease in his presence.
The boy whose attitude
towards him was marked by ignorance and weakness.
His
lips gently caressed the other's neck now. It wasn't Lord
Kagetora's scent as he
remembered it. Of course not. And at the
same time undoubtedly familiar.
A dog can't get rid of his collar, can't he?
It
was his master who refused to let him go. No one would give up on a
useful chess
piece if the game hasn't ended yet.
Once
again his hand ran over this soft skin that didn't want to be
touched. Wasn't it
pitiful to humiliate the body if it was for
the soul?
He could care less.
In
the end it was his hands that let go on their own accord. Unwilling
to take what
was supposed to be his. Refusing to hurt this
innocent body that now backed away,
visibly shaken. 400 years, and
there was still no end to this painful farce.
He
stood up, slightly adjusting his tie.
Sumimasen.
--End