A shadow silently moves across the yard of Niten Ichi Ryu. No one notices - as the darkness has already fallen. The shadow approaches the teachers' quarters. Sensei had asked him to come for their special night lesson.
He had taken these night lessons in secret a few times already. And he sure had learned a lot from his sensei. And he didn't mean just about martial arts.
He also had quickly learned about his teachers preferences: he liked to be rough and dominating, but he didn't want his favourite student to give up without struggling. It wouldn't be like him to act like that anyway so of course he put up a good resistance. He teased him and tried to get on top his sensei, but was soon pinned down.
At times sensei got really rough. It was painful, but he wouldn't complain or let any sounds pass from his lips. It was better that way. And he liked it this way: those strong grasps, being slammed to floor and forcefully rammed senseless.
It always happened in the same manner, but it never became dull. Even though they both knew how it would end – fight for dominance was always as exciting. The thought of what was waiting him made his heart beat faster. The thought to see just how far they could go; how long would they last?
"Sensei…?" he whispered and quietly slid the paper door open and closed it behind himself.
"It took you long enough, Kazuki." sensei Kyuzo said impatiently.
AN: I must thank my new pal for being a Japanese-glossary; as he told me about yobai and other cultural and historical stuff. :DD Lol. He would be enough smart to write a book about random stuff like samurais' homosexual activity. I quoted that synopsis above from his mouth btw.
Now that I read this afterwards, I wonder: Who the hell wrote something as corny as this? Cos this doesn't sound like me at all. This must be what I'll get from listening meditating music while writing - Ugh… -_-
Thanks for reading and R&R!
(If you can't come up with anything else just tell your thoughts about Kyuzuki! :P)