Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Yami no Matsuei and blah blah blah.

The glowing of the flickering candle flame broke the silence between the two men. Muraki stood tall over Tsuzuki, looking down on him, never letting his eyes leave him for second.

"Tsuzuki, you have such beautiful eyes. And your hair..."

"Cut it out Muraki! I know what you want..."

"Do you? Then tell me what I want. Tell me my own desires." Muraki drew closer to him, still staring into Tsuzuki's eyes.

'It's almost hypnotic...I cant look away!' Tsuzuki thought, staring back into Muraki's silvery eyes.

"Forget it.." he whispered, leaning in for a kiss.

"No! I won't!"

-flashback-

"Morning Tsuzuki!" Hisoka ran into the kitchen, full of energy and love. He hopped over to where Tsuzuki was sitting and gave him a peck on the cheek, then headed over to the toaster and popped some bread in.

"Someone's happy. What for?" Tsuzuki asked with a big grin on his face as he put the news paper down.

"Oh no reason. Just had a good sleep, that's all."

"In my bed."

"With you." They both let out a laugh, Hisoka's a little more forced than Tsuzuki's.

"Tsuzuki...I love you...I want to be with you for all eternity."

"Hisoka?" Tsuzuki noticed that Hisoka seemed to lose his good mood. "What's wrong?"

"Oh nothing. Hey, Tsuzuki, you like me right?"

"What do you mean?"

"You like being with me?" Hisoka walked back over to Tsuzuki and stood beside him.

"Yes...why?" Hisoka dropped to his knees and put his head on Tsuzuki's leg. Tsuzuki looked down and put his hand on Hisoka's head. He could feel warm liquids leaking onto his pants. "Hisoka..."

"Promise me you'll never leave me." Tsuzuki pushed his chair away from the table and turned to face Hisoka. He put his hand under Hisoka's chin and lifted his head to look him in the eye.

"I promise. I will never leave you. I will never do anything to hurt you...I promise." He slid off the chair and onto his knees and pulled Hisoka into a hug.

-end flashback-

Muraki brushed Tsuzuki's hair out of his face and pulled his head towards his into a kiss.

"Muraki.." Tsuzuki whispered just before their lips met. He slowly lifted his arms and placed his hands on Muraki's back, as if trying to hold him there. Muraki broke the kiss and began to speak.

"After so long of denying me, you finally see things my way. I want you Tsuzuki, and now I have you."

"Shut up and kiss me." Tsuzuki pulled Muraki back into a kiss only to push him away again at the thought of Hisoka. "If we do this...Hisoka can never find out."

"I can't guarantee he won't. But quit worrying. If he asks, I'll say I raped you."

"I couldn't lie to him...I cant do it."

"I'm growing tired of your games Tsuzuki." Muraki took off his coat and threw it on the chair next to him and pushed Tsuzuki against the wall.

"Muraki!"

"Shut up!" He put his hand on the wall and leaned forward into Tsuzuki for a kiss. Tsuzuki could feel Muraki's knee lifting up into his groin. He gave into his temptations and went limp, letting Muraki do what he wanted with him. "I'm glad this didn't have to result in violence, Tsuzuki." He ran his hand along Tsuzuki's face and down his neck and chest and down to the rim of his pants. Tsuzuki pushed himself off the wall and lead Muraki to the bed backwards, kissing him all the way there. Muraki's legs hit the back of the bed and he fell backwards. Tsuzuki hopped on top of him and continued to kiss him while removing his shirt. When he got his shirt over his head he stared into Muraki's eyes, and gave him a devilish look.

"I hope you have a --"

"Yes, yes. don't you worry." Muraki stretched over to his night stand and dug through the drawer. "Found it." He pulled out a little package and tore it open. "Would you like to do the honors?"

It was nearly midnight, Hisoka was sitting in the chair closest to the door, waiting for Tsuzuki to come home. He finally heard the jingle of his keys and rushed to the door to let him in.

"Oh, hey Hisoka." He walked in the door without even looking at Hisoka and threw his keys on the table as he took off his coat. "What are you still doing up?"

"Waiting for you. Where were you! I was worried sick!"

"What are you, my wife! Lay off the questions!" Tsuzuki stormed off through the kitchen and into his room and slammed the door. Hisoka sat back down in the chair and put his head in his hands and began to cry.

"Tsuzuki, whatever I have done, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to think I don't trust you."

"Hisoka! Come here!" At the sound of Tsuzuki's voice calling his name he jumped up and quickly dried his eyes with the sleeves of his sweater and walked toward the bedroom. He slowly opened the door and peered in.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry Hisoka, come here." Hisoka hesitantly walked toward Tsuzuki's bed hesitantly. It was dark, he couldn't see anything at all. As his eyes adjusted to the dark and he got closer, he could see the form of Tsuzuki sitting on the edge of his bed. He grabbed Hisoka's arm and pulled him closer, then put his head on his stomach and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"I'm sorry Hisoka...I'm sorry. I have broken my promise." His voice cracked and he began to cry so hard that he could barely talk. "I'm...I..."

"Shh, Tsuzuki..." Hisoka placed a hand on Tsuzuki's head and stroked his hair. "Shh..."

Authors note: Sorry its so short! But gimme lots of reviews and I'll update as soon as possible