Yami no Matsuei

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A/N: This story popped into my head so I decided to go with it. Enjoy!

"Asato! I'm home!"

Shutting the door behind him, the silver-haired man heaved a heavy sigh, so glad to be home. It had proved to be a most tiring day. Not that every day didn't have its challenges. But there were the days when everything seemed to pile up at once needing attention. This was one of them.

But he knew seeing his cheerful, beautiful lover would take away all the stress of the day as it always has.

"Asato!" he called out again, frowning.

Removing his coat and scarf and leaving his shoes in the entryway Muraki made his way to the living area. Could his lover be in the garden? The clear weather would certainly suggest that there being a couple hours of daylight left. But as Muraki glanced outside this didn't seem to be the case. Tsuzuki didn't mention anything about working late...

"Kazutaka!"

Muraki swung around. His face broke into a wide smile.

"Asato."

Muraki stepped forward, arms outstretched, his heart eased. Noting his lover dressed in casual attire, he deduced that Tsuzuki had been home for a while. Gathering the slender body against him, Muraki hugged the smaller man tight, burying his face in silky, dark hair.

"Beloved, you ARE home," he said, closing his eyes.

Tsuzuki nodded, returning the embrace just as tightly.

"Yeah. A little earlier, in fact. Not much paperwork to deal with, no new case pending. So I'm pretty lucky to get a short day," the brunette answered. "I was in the bedroom when you called."

The doctor listened to his lover's explanation letting the tensions of the day slip away, rubbing his cheek against silky hair, breathing in the clean scent of soap on his lover's skin.

"Hmm," Muraki murmured, wishing to keep this lovely moment everlasting. Tsuzuki was such a balm to his soul, such a comfort to his weary state. The workaday world fell by the wayside in Tsuzuki's arms.

"Kazutaka?" Tsuzuki pulled away a bit. "You look so tired. Tough day?"

Muraki let out a deep sigh. "You have no idea," he leaned in to kiss his lover's cheek. "Just one of those days, beloved. The kind of day that makes me want to seriously consider early retirement."

"That bad?" Tsuzuki brows furrowed.

It wasn't the first time his lover had a difficult day. But today seemed different. The small lines around Muraki's eyes, the slight slump to his shoulders. His body reflected his weary state..

Muraki didn't answer right away. Instead his arms fell away from his lover. He started to shrug off his suit jacket and Tsuzuki stepped behind him to help. Thanking him, Muraki yanked at his tie and headed for the bedroom.

"Yes, beloved. I'm afraid today was that bad. And taking a vacation, no matter how long wouldn't help," Muraki crossed the master bedroom throwing his tie on the bed. "The amount of bureaucracy to get things done is, to say the least, mind-numbing. Why it takes so many meetings and so much paperwork is beyond me."

Tsuzuki walked to the wardrobe and pulled it open, reaching for a hanger.

"Kazutaka, you've talked about leaving the hospital before," he hung up the jacket and closed the wooden doors.

He walked to his lover who was now sitting on the large bed. Sitting next to Muraki, he pulled a pale hand into his.

"If you feel that strongly about it, you should do it. You shouldn't have to force yourself to work if you've been feeling this way. It's not good for you or your patients."

Muraki squeezed the slender hand, his thumb sliding across the delicate fingers. He nodded. Tsuzuki could see that his lover needed to think it over since it was his decision. Tsuzuki already had made up his mind to support him no matter what path he chose. And right now, the brunette could see how he could help by taking care of him with a nourishing meal, a soothing cup of jasmine tea, a hot bath. Simple creature comforts that could help so much.

Making up his mind, Tsuzuki leaned in and kissed his lover's smooth cheek.

"Kazutaka, you don't have to make decision this minute, ne? You're home now...with me. Let me take care of you," Tsuzuki nuzzled the silver blonde's temple.

Muraki wrapped his arms around the warm slender body, running the palms of his hands along Tsuzuki's back and shoulders. Already, his lover's statement eased some of his stress.

"That would be wonderful, beloved," he whispered, silver eyes sparkling. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well..." The brunette pressed his lips against his lover's tender ear. "For starters, I could make one of your favorite dishes while you get out of those work clothes."

"You will?" the doctor asked, his own voice soft.

"Yeah. And after a nice...hot...meal...we go into the bedroom," Tsuzuki continued, enjoying the flush of color on those white cheeks.

"The bedroom, hmm?" Muraki pulled his lover against him, his voice practically purring. "I'm beginning to feel better already, beloved. And what happens in the bedroom?"

Tsuzuki smiled, gave a quick kiss and stood up.

"Well, Kazutaka, you'll find out soon enough after you change and eaten," he grabbed his lover's hands pulling him up from the bed. "Now, out of those clothes," Tsuzuki walked to the wardrobe and open the double doors. "And into the shower. And when you're done a delicious dinner will be awaiting you!"

Muraki grinned. Before Tsuzuki could escape into the kitchen, Muraki managed to snag him to give him a quick kiss. The brunette blushed and trotted off, leaving Muraki to undress.

Humming under his breath, Tsuzuki chopped and diced at the various vegetables, a pan sizzling already with spicy meat. Task done, he added the veggies giving it a stir.

Tsuzuki hoped his small contribution helped his lover relax thereby making whatever decision easier to make. Before, when he was this tired, all that was needed was a hot meal, a relaxing bath, and passionate lovemaking and Muraki was refreshed, energized and ready to face another day.

This time, however...

Tsuzuki sighed.

This time's different...this time Kazutaka looks like he's come to the end of his rope as far as continuing at the hospital. He's studied and trained in the medical field all his life...it's all he knows. But if it's not giving him satisfaction then maybe it would be better if he left...then Kazutaka can be here more often...

The brunette frowned at that.

No...I don't think being in the house all day, everyday would make Kazutaka happy...he's smart and talented...his skills are needed-

"Yes, I understand. The research has been completed and given to Misu-sensei. I gave your assistant the message to that fact."

Tsuzuki's ears perked up. Muraki must be on the phone.

"Well, sensei, isn't that what an assistant is for? What would be the point of my leaving messages with your assistant if you don't bother communicating with your assistant? Yes, you could call me directly. But again, what would be the point of having your assistant?"

The brunette walked to the entryway and saw his lover pacing the living room. Seeing Tsuzuki there, the harried silver blonde rolled his eyes in his lover's direction and gave a small shrug. Tsuzuki returned a rueful smile and retreated back into the kitchen.

So much for a relaxing evening...

Muraki let out a sigh and put down the teacup not really tasting it. The small portions of succulent seafood and rice and meat were all laid in tempting dishes but the doctor didn't seem to be enjoying it. At least that's what it seemed like to Tsuzuki.

Setting down his chopsticks, the brunette reached to squeeze his lover's hand.

"This isn't turning out to be a very stress-free day, is it, Kazutaka?"

Muraki blinked. His handsome face broke into a tired smile as he returned the pressure to his hand.

"I am sorry, Asato. I'm not very good company, ne? You put in all this effort to prepare this delicious meal and I-"

"Don't worry about it," Tsuzuki insisted. "It sounds like the hospital can't get along without you if they're calling you at home every other hour."

Muraki shrugged, picking up his dish he studied it for a moment.

"I don't know about that. It seems that I'm being encroached upon for advice, projects, presentations, meetings *sigh*. It runs the gamut. I've always been busy and it never seemed to matter before," the doctor sighed again for what seemed like the 100th time this evening.

"It would be marvelous to shut away the world," the doctor continued, his voice wistful. "Just you and me in a quiet retreat of peace and tranquility where this is no such thing as phones or duties. Wouldn't that be wond-"

"Of course!"

Tsuzuki sat bolt upright, slapping a hand on the wooden table.

"Why didn't I think of this before?!"

Startled silver eyes assessed the excited brunette wondering at his state.

"What? Think of what, Asato?"

Instead of answering, the brunette groaned falling back against the chair.

"Why didn't it occur to me before?!" he muttered, those dark brows knitted.

"Asato?"

The guardian focused his attention back to his lover, his beautiful face alight and leaned forward as though to divulge a juicy secret.

"Kazutaka, the most..."

Tsuzuki halted.

No. It's better to take him there...I'll explain once we get there...

"Is everything all right, Asato?" Muraki asked a bit worriedly. His lover seemed to be excited about something. "Did you just remember something important?"

Tsuzuki's face split into a wide grin, his heart thumping in excitement. He just hoped Muraki would enjoy it. Violets narrowed, his voice taking on a serious tone.

"Kazutaka, I want to take you someplace and I'll explain everything once we get there," Tsuzuki's expression quite serious.

"Now?"

"Right now," the brunette pushed his chair back.

"You're not in trouble, are you, Asato?" Muraki didn't know what to make of his lover's behavior. He was telling him that they had to leave now, it couldn't wait, baffling the silver blonde.

Tsuzuki shook his head, grabbing for his lover's hand to pull him out of his chair.

"Nope. Nothing like that," Standing up, the brunette bit his lip. "I know it's sudden but I promise you'll like it and it could be the answer to your dilemma. At least I'm hoping it is."

Really puzzled but curious, Muraki nodded. He wasn't going to start doubting his lover now. If Tsuzuki was this eager to take him that's all that concerned him.

"Very well, beloved. I'm ready," he wrapped an arm around the slender waist.

Tsuzuki felt relief that his lover didn't question him and tightened his own arm around his lover's body. He receited the necessary spell and soon both men were envloped in violet mist and white feathers.

In the next instant they were gone.

TBC

A/N: Where is Tsuzuki taking Muraki? Will it help Muraki make up his mind about whether or not to stay at the hospital?

Okay, this is just a fluffy piece of story which popped into my head and rather than dismiss it, I posted it. So for good or ill, there it is. Plus, I like writing little nonsense stories about these guys so thanks for reading and a review would be lovely! :) Until next time!