Saizo/Kamanosuke

Romance, yaoi. Warning: smut, cursing (so rated M, obviously)

Episode 6 inspired me to write this. I wasn't so sure about this anime, then this adorable, psycho dude Kamanosuke comes along and… yeah. I ship him and Saizo so bad man. I'm such a fan girl, heh.

This is pretty much episode 6 ending but with a twist. A smutty one.

Disclaimer: I don't own Brave 10. Obviously. I couldn't draw if my life depended on it. And all I can write is yaoi. Lol.

Enjoy^^

He was sitting on the cold forest ground, leaning against a large tree. The river was calm, and the moon light reflected on the water. It was getting very late. The others were probably asleep by now, or keeping guard. Kamanosuke didn't care. He was sick and tired of all this. All he wanted was to fight Saizo. He wanted to fight him so badly. His slender pale fingers clutched his chain tightly. The scythe rested on the ground next to his thigh.

It had been so humiliating earlier, when Saizo had touched his hair and scolded him for bathing in the cold river. How dare he touch him like that? The young male gritted his teeth. He instinctively released the chain and lifted his hand to touch his long, dark pink locks. He had tied them back in his usual ponytail by now.

He was still a bit cold, trembling slightly as the wind seemed to creep under the thin white fabric of his outfit. But he didn't want to go back with the others… They pissed him off. He didn't want to leave the forest. He felt more at peace here, if only a little. And he really didn't want to run into Saizo again. In fact, the worst would be to run into Saizo and Isanami. They were always together, these two… That bitch Isanami always interfered with their fighting. Just like that first time, she'd stopped Saizo from giving him the fatal blow.

Kamanosuke shivered both from the cold and the delicious bloodthirsty, lustful feelings as he remembered the look in Saizo's dark blue eyes back there on the mountain. So heartless… The moment had been so perfect. Of course Isanami had to ruin it all with her whining.

"What're you still doing here?" A familiar voice said. Kamanosuke immediately tensed and gripped his weapon. He hadn't heard Saizo approach at all.

"I could ask you the same," he jumped to his feet, felt a bit dizzy but leaned on the large tree with one hand to steady himself. Why was he feeling dizzy? Had he really caught a cold or something… damn it. He couldn't lose his focus now. He added, "I thought you were back with the others."

"I was, but then…" Saizo's dark blue eyes lingered on the smaller male. He seemed to be trembling slightly. Well, it was cold outside after all and he was an idiot for staying here after bathing in the river. Saizo didn't even know what to say. What was he doing here indeed? The truth was, he kind of… got worried about Kamanosuke when he didn't come back. He wouldn't admit that over his dead body though.

The effeminate male narrowed his emerald eyes as he raised his weapon, "Anyway, I don't care. Since you're here, let's fight…"

"I don't wanna fight," Saizo cut him tiredly. That guy, really, so annoying… "Let's just go back…"

"No!" The slender male exclaimed fiercely, "I haven't had a fight in way too long! I can't take this boring bullshit anymore."

"Are you an idiot? You don't remember fighting Isanami's brother…? He even knocked you out…" He mocked.

"I don't care about that!" He stepped closer in his eagerness, "If it's not a worthy opponent then it doesn't count!"

"What the hell are you on about? Why do you want to fight me so much?"

"Cause I want to see that look in your eyes again…"

Kamanosuke was embarrassed by his own words. But it was the truth. He couldn't escape from his desires. He knew he wasn't making much sense; there was no real reason for them to fight. But he wanted to. And he didn't care what Saizo thought. So he quickly threw his weapon at the raven-haired male.

Saizo had seen it coming. That crazy teen was a freaking unstable sociopath and Saizo wondered why the hell he was losing his time with him. But for now, he had no choice but to raise his sword and counter attack.

"Come on!" The smaller male snarled, "You can do better than that, Saizo!"

Kamanosuke was smiling now. His heart was beating fast and adrenaline was rushing through his veins. He didn't feel cold or sick anymore – or maybe his body still did but he was so caught up with this fight, this exciting feeling building up that he didn't even notice. Kamanosuke was fighting fiercely as always, and without much of a strategy. The male was just spontaneous and yes, he had to admit, a little bit insane when it came to fighting with Saizo.

It was just so exciting. The tall, dark-haired male was so intense, so flawless, as he countered and blocked every attack skillfully. His sword never faltered. He had a look of concentration in his dark eyes… It made Kamanosuke go crazy. He wanted to push Saizo to his limits. He wanted to see him angry and fired up.

"What are you doing, huh?" He taunted, stepping back after evading Saizo's sword, "You're not serious about this! Come at me with the intent to kill, Saizo!"

"You're not even worth killing!" Saizo mocked. He was fed up with the young crazy male's bullshit. Was he suicidal or what?

The delicate traits were hardened by anger, "Then maybe I'll kill you instead!"

"I'd like to see you try," the raven replied.

They were at it for an hour, exchanging blows in the dark, thick forest, moving away from the river as they fought. The moon barely offered enough light to see their surroundings. But Saizo kept his trained eyes on the smaller male at all times. The latter really was serious about this as he skillfully fought with his scythe and chain, and if Saizo wasn't careful enough he'd end up getting hurt.

Frustrated, Kamanosuke gave all that he had. He was starting to feel a little dizzy and ill again so he needed to use the last of his strength to fight back properly. He didn't want to be humiliated, he'd rather die. So he kept up the act as a mocking smile adorned his features. He fought even more fiercely than before, increasing the pace, if possible. Driven by sheer will, he fought so hard that Saizo had no choice but to get really aggressive.

"You piss me off! Do you really want to die?" His deep low voice was rendered a bit rasp with the effort.

Kamanosuke was filled with a delicious feeling of desire and anticipation as he saw the anger in those dark blue eyes. That was a nice face… so dangerous, threatening… The thing was… Dare he even think it? It turned him on so much…

But this brief moment of excitement made him lose focus and, perhaps, that combined with the fact that he wasn't in his best condition, well he wasn't fast enough to block Saizo's attack. The sword slashed his lean, toned abs deeply and he fell onto the ground.

Kamanosuke was panting as his lidded emerald eyes looked at the sky, the stars, and the moon through the thick trees. But everything was getting so blurry.

"No, no, shit…" Saizo kneeled next to the injured male and reflexively pressed his hand on the wound to stop the bleeding. There was so much blood… He panicked.

But Kamanosuke, that idiot, was smiling, "Yeah… I can feel it… my body growing cold… the warm blood… Now kill me, Saizo…" His voice was a bit weak and he repressed a cough.

Saizo's eyes weren't the same as during their first fight, though. He didn't have the intent to kill, after all.

"Idiot, you don't have to die. You've survived much worst than this." Saizo recalled all the injuries he had seen the male suffer from. Every time the crazy teen had been back on his feet soon enough. He was tougher than he looked, that was for sure.

Saizo took off his black shirt and pressed it to the smaller male's stomach tightly. He looked up at his face. Such a delicate, pretty face, such nice lips, beautiful green eyes, long eyelashes; now if only his personality could be a little more like his physique. Instead of being such a crazy weirdo.

Weakly, Kamanosuke grabbed Saizo's wrists. He wanted him to remove the shirt. Why was he helping him? It didn't make any sense. Kamanosuke felt so cold. There had been an intense thrill inside of him, but now it was fading. He was frustrated because it was gone and it was Saizo's entire fault. Now instead he was starting to feel the pain, and somehow it didn't feel good at all. He was sure it had something to do with the fact that Saizo's eyes were caring and worried instead of icy and ready to kill. This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Stop it," Saizo exclaimed, annoyed. "Leave it there, I'm trying to stop the bleeding you moron."

"Why would you do that?" He said weakly, still tugging at the other's wrists. "Don't… Please, Saizo, if the fight is over than that means you have to kill me!"

He let out a heavy sigh, "Just how much of an idiot are you? Why do you want to die so badly? You do realize that once you're dead you can't experience this sort of… twisted pleasure of yours? That you get when you fight me or whatever. You'll just be dead. You fucking moron."

Maddened by anger at the lame turn of the fight, Kamanosuke sat up in one last effort. The pain was unbearable and the bleeding started all the more. But he ignored it, more like reveled in it at the back of his mind, as he held onto Saizo… He didn't have his shirt on, so Kamanosuke had no other choice but to hold his thin, strong shoulders. "You're not gonna kill me are you?"

"Ugh… you're doing a good job of it yourself anyway… Why do I even bother..?" he wondered out loud. But secretly he was troubled by the sudden closeness. Kamanosuke's face was so pale, it was worrying. It was still so beautiful though, his hair seemed darker in the night, the color reminded him of raspberries. It framed his face in such a pretty way as most strands now fell loose from the tie. Saizo found himself thinking that it would be a shame if he died.

"Just leave me the fuck alone then," Kamanosuke hissed, ruining the moment.

So instead of voicing his thoughts Saizo pulled away and got up to his feet. The other idiot stayed seated but barely, ignoring the blood still dripping from the slash in his stomach. His white outfit was turning red. There was a pang in the taller male's chest, preventing him from just walking away. Maybe it was his kind side, forcing him to help vulnerable people. It was so much easier with Isanami though. That girl was always begging to be saved.

Whereas Kamanosuke was a masochistic, suicidal little bitch. Those were Saizo's thoughts as he watched him from the corner of his eye. Kamanosuke had gotten up and he was walking back toward the river, leaning against the trees to steady himself as he did so. His other arm hung limply to his side. He wasn't even trying to hold his injured waist. Saizo went to pick up his now useless black shirt, which lay on the ground.

To top all the drama it started raining. It was a cold and light rain, but Saizo could tell it would get more intense very soon. When he looked at Kamanosuke again he cursed and sighed shortly. Expectedly he had fallen face down, clearly too exhausted and hurt to keep going.

"What an idiot…" Saizo muttered but his voice was filled with worry.

So he went by his side, and grabbing his shoulder he rolled him on his back. Kamanosuke's face turned to the side while his arm fell limply next to it. He was still breathing, but it was difficult. And his lips were turning bluish. Saizo pressed his shirt to the wound again because there was nothing else he could do at the moment. Then he took the male's pale, slender wrists and placed both on top of the black shirt. Finally he slid his arms under his knees and shoulders to scoop him up. Kamanosuke was light at least; he weighed next to nothing. It wasn't difficult for Saizo to carry him out of the forest.

As expected the rain got more intense. It was pouring at this point, and it was freezing. At some point Kamanosuke opened feverish green eyes slightly.

"What the…" his voice sounded so weak yet somehow there was still that bite of his in it, "P-Put me d-down…" his teeth started clattering. "Y-You jerk… H-How d-dare… you…?"

"Shut the fuck up you moron."

Surprisingly it worked. For the first time, Kamanosuke seemed just weak and vulnerable as he let himself be carried. He kept his hands on the black shirt on his stomach. He seemed to be in a lot of pain as he swallowed hard and winced. He frowned slightly and closed his eyes, bothered by the heavy and cold rain. He passed out again soon after as his head rolled on Saizo's shoulder.

…

When Kamanosuke woke up he was on a bed. He could still hear the rain pouring outside, but he was safe and warm in what he soon recognized as Saizo's room. He tried to sit up then winced at the sharp pain in his abs. Fuck… Then he remembered everything and he felt so humiliated.

"Don't move," suddenly Saizo was by his side, and he pressed his hands to his thin shoulders pushing him into the mattress, "you'll reopen it and I'm not redoing the bandage."

Even more humiliated now, Kamanosuke noticed that there was indeed a white bandage wrapped tightly around his small waist. And he was naked, save for his tight black under shorts. Blushing, he folded one leg slightly and hugged himself with his arms in a lame attempt to cover up.

Saizo was sitting on the side of the bed, next to the injured male's waist. He was somewhat fascinated by the unusual display. Earlier as he had undressed him, well he'd had the proof that Kamanosuke was very much a male. But he was so skinny and beautiful. His pale skin was smooth save for some thin scars covering his body.

His lips were back to their usual pale pink now, but his cheeks were flushed. Saizo couldn't tell if it was from the fever or because he was embarrassed – probably both.

"Where're my clothes?" He asked angrily.

Saizo pointed at a pile on the floor, "They were filthy. I didn't want my bed to get dirty."

"Fuck you. Why did you bring me here then?" He averted feverish green eyes as he sat up, messy bangs falling into his face. He winced in pain as he held his waist. But he surprisingly managed to get up to his feet. His legs were trembling though.

Kamanosuke had never felt so ashamed in his entire life. This wasn't supposed to happen. He hated being exposed like that, in front of his enemy no less. Well after the way he'd helped him, he supposed he couldn't really consider Saizo an enemy. God this was so frustrating. Negative and dark thoughts kept swirling around in his mind. When he bent over to grab his clothes he felt suddenly dizzy as a sharp pain exploded in his abs and seemed to run throughout his entire body.

He almost fell but instead thin arms were wrapped safely around his torso and pulling him close against Saizo's chest. Of course, he had to help him again, and make things even more embarrassing for him.

"You gotta take it easy," Saizo said as he released him. His voice was warm and somewhat caring. But why? This was so weird. And why was Kamonosuke's heart beating so fast all of a sudden? Damn it, if this kept on then he wouldn't die of blood loss or illness, but of a heart attack. He had never been embraced like that before. Never been touched like that. His body was on fire, and it wasn't just because of the fever now.

"You okay?" Saizo asked on an even tone, poking his back.

He almost jumped, "N-No! How could I be? Just leave me the fuck alone I need to get dressed…" he hugged himself again, averting his eyes. He didn't like this.

"What's the problem?" Saizo stepped away and looked him up and down, "We're both guys."

Kamanosuke couldn't resist looking too. Saizo was still topless. His muscles were so well defined. He was… a very attractive man, after all. Kamanosuke found his battle scars sexy too. He was finally able to tear his gaze from him and he reached down in a second attempt to grab his clothes.

"Don't put those back on they're dirty and still wet. I'll just lend you something if you want. I don't have much but…"

Kamanosuke interrupted his movements and waited while Saizo rummaged through his few personal belongings. The small male had started shivering uncontrollably as he stood. His body hurt so badly and he was afraid of moving, at all. He usually didn't mind the pain – he embraced it. But right now it was combined to fever and cold and shame and ugh. He wasn't feeling so well.

Saizo threw him a thin black shirt, some kind of lounge clothing that probably fit well on Saizo's body, but it was a little too big for Kamanosuke. Still, it was a good thing, since something tight would perhaps hurt. He tried not to wince as he finished putting it on. Saizo didn't comment.

But his dark blue gaze trailed on the skinny, yet toned and undeniably beautiful male as he wore his own shirt. Black looked good on him, with his pale skin and bright hair and eyes… Saizo reached out to him, and, keeping an emotionless face placed his hand on his forehead casually. He just wanted to see how bad his fever was.

"You're really burning up."

His hand was smacked away though. Kamanosuke was tensed and angry.

"Stop it with that! Since you decided not to kill me I'll just heal and get stronger, and then I'll kill you for sure, you got that?"

"You stop it! You're not making any sense. You're kind of an idiot; you don't even have a reason to kill me so shut up already."

Kamanosuke was all the more frustrated because Saizo managed to keep his voice calm and casual, whereas he was himself heating up in shame and embarrassment. What the fuck was happening? And now Saizo was stepping even closer.

"You wanna go to your room or you wanna stay here for the night, for what's left of it anyway?" He glanced briefly out the window before resting his dark blue gaze on Kamanosuke's flushed face again.

"What the… I'm not staying here…" He scoffed then started walking away. But his long, pale legs were shaky and Saizo rolled his eyes; it was obvious he wasn't getting very far like this. The idiot would probably collapse in the hallway or something.

So he grabbed his arm. Again, Kamanosuke tensed and tried to smack his hand away but Saizo held onto him this time. Maybe he was tired, or just… sort of… amused but he felt like teasing him. It was simply too easy.

So Saizo turned him around and they faced each other, really close. He smirked devilishly and said, close to his ear, "Say, why do you always tense and blush so much when I touch you? You really are just like a girl, you know that?"

Kamanosuke blushed even more, if possible. His heart was beating so fast and loud that he was so damn embarrassed, certain the other male could hear it. How could he not hear it? It was so loud that it was pounding in his ears. He felt so weak, and it was difficult to breathe properly. What was Saizo doing to him? This tall, raven-haired, handsome guy… Damn him, so irresistible, especially when he talked in that husky voice in his ear, making him shiver like that.

Saizo wasn't moving away. Despite being slightly dirty because he had fallen on the forest ground before, somehow, Kamanosuke still smelled really nice. There was a subtle, sweet scent to his hair, and it drove Saizo insane. He entered a sort of trance; he had no idea what he was doing anymore. All he knew was that his hand touching the slender pale arm, well it was burning up now. And he wanted to touch more of him. So he placed his other hand at Kamanosuke's hip. He caressed the fabric of his own shirt, but really he wanted to feel the skin under it. He almost tore the shirt off him right here and there.

But Kamanosuke was freaking out. There were so many intense feelings inside of him, passion, warmth, desire, attraction, and all for something very different from fighting and blood. Foreign feelings, all of them. So it was just too much to handle for the young male. His mind wasn't working right at the moment. He was feverish and a bit dizzy and he wanted Saizo to get the hell away but at the same time he wanted him to hold him, to keep touching him.

It sort of just happened. Both men were breathing heavily, with their hearts thumping loudly in their chests, as their lips met in an intense kiss. It was a bit clumsy at first; both weren't very used to this kind of physical contact to say the least. But soon arms went flying around each other's thin bodies, crushing them together. Their lips locked in a passionate, more confident kiss this time. They wanted more.

Saizo nibbled at the other's bottom lip and even bit him a little, just to try it.

Green eyes snapped open; Kamanosuke hadn't even noticed he'd closed them in the first place. He fucking loved this.

"Do that again," he breathed heatedly against Saizo's lips.

The raven was surprised. To say the least, he'd never seen Kamanosuke like this, and certainly never heard this sexy tone of voice. But then he smirked and bit his darkened lip again. A tiny trail of blood appeared and Saizo licked it, before kissing him again passionately.

Kamanosuke trembled almost violently in his arms and dug his nails in his back. He moaned loudly as he pulled away.

"Again," he panted, his green eyes so full of lust as they locked with dark blue.

Saizo complied, biting his lip on a different spot. He tried to be gentler though, he didn't want him to bleed again. Kamanosuke pressed himself closer and almost grinded him, as he dug his nails in his back even harsher.

"Hey," Saizo was amused as he whispered, "just 'cause you like pain so much, you crazy little fucker doesn't mean I do. Don't hurt me like that."

He forcefully removed Kamanosuke's arms from around him. But as he did so the smaller male lost his grip and almost fell. He was tired, weakened, and injured so his legs weren't so steady right now. Saizo noticed all this and took him in his arms before dropping him on the bed carefully. He climbed on top of him and they locked eyes. Then Saizo looked down at the darkened, slightly bruised lips. The next thing he knew, they were making out passionately again.

"I like this," Kamanosuke said feverishly at some point, as he threw his slender arms around the taller male's neck, "I fucking love it. I never thought something like that could feel so good."

They paused as they panted, their faces a mere inches apart. Saizo's arms were trembling a little due to the effort of holding himself up, but he was fine. He couldn't just lie down on the smaller male it would hurt him. The only sound, save for their breathing was the rain still pouring outside. It was still night but dawn couldn't be far. Saizo took in the lustful, needy look displayed all over the beautiful, pale face right in front of him. He lifted one hand to place silky fuchsia strands behind his ear. Then he kissed him again.

Kamanosuke responded eagerly, even lifting his hips a little. Saizo was startled as he realized he was hard – they both were actually. And it was only getting worst. If this went on he wouldn't be able to control himself. But Kamanosuke didn't look like he wanted him to control himself anyway.

This was getting out of hand. Soon they were grinding each other. Saizo grunted as he felt the nails clawing at his back again. He grabbed both Kamanosuke's small wrists and pinned them to the bed, on either side of his head. The flustered teen smirked and lifted his chin arrogantly.

"If you didn't like it then get your revenge. What are you waiting for? Hurt me," he whispered, "hurt me Saizo."

His cock twitched and became even harder at the sound of the other's voice. Saizo made something close to a moan as he started attacking the male's delicate neck. Still pinning his wrists, he gave him a few hickeys.

Kamanosuke was moaning and writhing under him – he was loving it.

"Fuck… Saizo… keep doing that…" he said as he desperately grinded him.

The need for release was too intense though. Saizo stopped despite Kamanosuke's protests. He kissed his neck one last time before pulling away slightly, only so that he could remove his own pants and underwear.

Kamanosuke was breathing hard and blushing intensely as he stared at the exposed male. He was very big.

"Saizo…" He just said his name, in a needy voice.

Next Saizo removed Kamanosuke's underwear despite his loud moans of protest.

"N-No… What are you…?"

"Oh don't even try," Saizo let out a low growl, "You fucking want this as much as I do. I don't know what it is about you… You piss me off. You're annoying. You're the fucking bane of my existence but right now…" Saizo lifted the black fabric of the shirt just to expose Kamanosuke's thin hips and his erect cock. He spread his legs in one swift movement and the teen let out a small yelp. Saizo breathed in and said, "Right now I… I can't control myself…"

But Kamanosuke was hurt. The worrying thought entered Saizo's mind, making him hesitate.

Kamanosuke quickly took all this in. He had no idea what was happening but he couldn't resist. And Saizo's words just now… so heated up, so passionate… He liked this, he liked this a lot and he didn't want it to stop. Now Saizo was hesitating though… Kamanosuke wouldn't allow this.

"We went this far!" He exclaimed locking feverish green eyes with dark blue, "We… let's do this… I don't want you to stop now. Saizo, come on, just do it! I don't care if I'm hurt, I don't care if it hurts, I don't care, I don't care…" his voice was reduced to a fierce whisper. God he wanted it to hurt. "Please, ah…" he brought one hand almost unconsciously to his dick while he entangled the other in his own long, messy locks.

Saizo couldn't take this anymore. He had to admit it, Kamanosuke was so fucking sexy. He lifted the fabric a bit more, and saw that the tightly wrapped bandage wasn't stained with blood. So he should be fine. And if he wanted it this badly… and now he was pleasuring himself. Oh god. The sight was so erotic that Saizo almost came.

He didn't have much experience in this. But there was only one way to do this, he supposed. If the teen wanted it to hurt, well, he'd be in for a treat. What a crazy guy. But he thought this almost fondly. Saizo didn't hesitate this time. He positioned himself, spread Kamanosuke's legs even more, amazed at how flexible he was. He grabbed his thin hips and tried entering him.

But it was way too tight. As Kamanosuke screamed out, and both his hands fisted the sheets harshly, Saizo was only able to get halfway in.

"Oh god," he squeezed eyes shut as he swallowed then parted his lips to breathe out. The hot feeling as the tight walls clenched all around his cock was too much. It felt so good that it almost hurt. "R-Relax…" he breathed.

Kamanosuke's arms lifted and he grabbed his shoulders, clawing at them but this time Saizo allowed it.

This hurt, Kamanosuke thought, this hurt so fucking much – he loved it.

"More," he breathed out, locking eyes with Saizo's dark orbs, and he loved the look in them. So lustful, so passionate all of a sudden; he had never seen the raven-haired male like this before.

Still gripping his thin hips, Saizo lifted them up a little from the small mattress. He moved back and forth slightly with his cock, and at least precum made for some lube.

"You're really gonna have to relax," he said, panting. The feeling was too intense. And as much as he wanted to pound inside him like crazy, he wasn't sure Kamanosuke could handle it.

"Okay," the male said and it was kinda adorable for once to see him being docile and vulnerable like that. But it didn't last long. "Okay but give me more I need more," he managed to lift himself up and he winced at the pain in his abs, but all he wanted was to grab Saizo's hips. "Come on give it to me hard. Come on what are you waiting for?" He stared at him harshly, defiantly. His hands on Saizo's hips were warm and soft.

Saizo slid all the way inside of him, making the slender male scream loudly as he fell back on the bed. Saizo stayed like this for a brief instant, reveling in the bliss that was Kamanosuke's tight ass. It felt so damn amazing. Kamanosuke lifted his arms again, trying to hold onto something, anything it seemed… and Saizo instinctively leaned down into them. While he started moving inside him he captured his bruised lips in a heated kiss.

"H-Harder," Kamanosuke was in so much pain yet he wanted more, "Faster… H-Hurry…"

"You're kinda insane you know that? You really are masochistic aren't you?" Saizo teased him in between two heated and aggressive kisses.

"You… ah… you realize this… only now?" He panted.

Saizo laughed softly as he pulled back, so he could grab his hips again and pound inside him roughly. Kamanosuke moaned and even screamed loudly, in pleasure and pain both. As their heated gazes met, he couldn't keep his eyes away from Saizo. As much as he'd loved the heartless, angry and cruel look in those dark blue eyes, now he loved the pleasure, lust, passion, and desire. It was all for him. Kamanosuke wanted it all.

Using the last of his strength the smaller male lifted his hips a little more to meet Saizo's intense thrusts. He even spread his legs as much as he could to give him better access. Saizo was grunting and moaning endlessly as he went at it with all he had. He couldn't hold back. This felt so good. And the sight of Kamanosuke so flustered, hair so messy, lips bruised and green eyes so intense, and passionate, well it turned him on even more. He had enjoyed seeming him naked but with his black shirt on he looked good too. It was kind of hot in fact to see him wearing his clothes. Maybe he was weird but he didn't care, he brushed the thought aside.

He just wanted to enjoy this moment because this… Saizo thought, this was fucking out of this world. He suddenly slid his arms under Kamanosuke's slender legs to lift them up, earning him a smell, surprised yelp from the smaller male. Saizo smirked as he placed his legs over his shoulders and moved forward a little, having an even better access now.

"Ahh…" Kamanosuke was screaming endlessly as the other pounded deep inside him repeatedly, "Saizo…!"

It was pure pleasure now. Nothing had ever made him feel so purely good. Only this one moment, this one person, tonight, in this small room, and he didn't want it to end. If only they could be together like this forever. The thought freaked him out slightly but he didn't have much time to ponder it. He was so close to release that all thoughts left his mind, in fact. There was just pleasure.

With one last thrust Saizo came inside him. Panting, he stayed like this for a moment. Almost fascinated he watched as Kamanosuke came too, all over their stomachs. They were both breathing hard and they didn't want to move. But slowly Saizo put his legs down, and pulled away from him. Kamanosuke shivered slightly from the loss of warmth and he felt kinda empty now, too.

But Saizo was concerned. There was blood dripping in between Kamanosuke's legs. He couldn't care less that his bed was stained at this point. His worried thoughts were all about the half-conscious male under him.

"You should've told me if it hurt this badly…" he leaned close and touched his cheek, brushing his thumb against the soft skin. The delicate tribal tattoo under his left eye was just as smooth. Kamanosuke returned his gaze through blurry green eyes.

"I loved it Saizo…"

A warm feeling spread inside his chest almost washing away the concerned thoughts - almost.

"But you're bleeding you idiot."

"So?" He let out a light chuckle.

Saizo had never seen him like this before, looking all relaxed, and, maybe, just maybe, happy. Saizo felt great too. Although it had been a while, he'd had sexual partners before, all women, but he'd never felt this amazing.

"You're fucking crazy." The raven leaned close without even noticing. He was exhausted and his arms were trembling more than ever from the effort of lifting himself up this entire time. But he didn't care. Right now, he didn't want to tear his gaze from those emerald eyes.

"I know."

Saizo chuckled, and then they started laughing lightly together. They were smiling and laughing for no reason and it felt nice. Saizo turned and let himself fall right next to Kamanosuke on the small bed. They had no choice but to lie down close. Dawn was less than an hour away, he could tell as he looked out the window.

"You were so damn loud," he eventually scolded but a small smile was still spread across his lips, "what if people heard us?"

Kamanosuke didn't answer. He didn't even care about the others. So he just gave a slight shrug as he tried to lift himself up. Then he winced in pain and fell back in the messy sheets. His entire body hurt so badly that he almost passed out, but he struggled to keep his eyes open. He feared that if he fell asleep then maybe this would turn out to be just a dream… or something. That didn't make much sense now did it? Maybe he still had a fever.

Yes, he could always use the fever as an excuse for his strange and unusual behavior tonight. He couldn't believe Saizo had just fucked him like that. And he'd loved it.

While he silently entertained those thoughts the raven shifted and lifted himself up on his elbow. He couldn't help being concerned for the skinny guy. He looked at the bandage underneath the now stained black shirt. Sure enough, it was all bloody. Sighing, Saizo placed his hand on the male's hip lightly as he looked into his eyes. Kamanosuke was clearly having a hard time keeping them open.

"We can get some sleep I guess but in the morning I'll take you to the bath and then we need to bandage this up again."

Kamanosuke felt warm and somewhat excited and nervous inside. What was this feeling…? Saizo wasn't mad that this had just taken place, huh? He didn't hate him or anything. He even wanted to take care of him apparently. If not from the pain in his body Kamanosuke would have probably felt very pleasant right now. It was strange, really… Usually, he only felt this great after a good old bloody fight. This was all new to him. This was… incredible. He didn't know what to think, or what to say.

"Saizo…" he whispered in one last effort to stay awake, "I… this… this… what we just did…"

"You mean sex?" He encouraged him teasingly. Kamanosuke was so funny and cute right now.

"It… I don't really understand but… it felt… even better… than fighting…"

Saizo laughed lightly even though he was incredibly tired. He watched as the smaller male closed his eyes and drifted into sleep immediately. Saizo shook his head lightly. Better than fighting huh? He supposed, considering how fucked up this guy was, he should take that as an amazing compliment.

AN: Second part coming soon^^ Please review, comments, suggestions, anything!