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Miaka hit the hard packed earth with an oomph of pain. When she opened her eyes she found herself lying on what she would have called a desert if the ground were looser and there weren't patches of grass scattered across the land. She had landed at the base of a strange mountain range she didn't recognize, not that that really mattered. All that mattered to her was that there wasn't a single sign of life anywhere. Miaka stared at the pathway that led up the mountain. Maybe if she climbed to the top she would be able to find the direction of the nearest town.
Determined on her decision, Miaka began the long trek up the mountain. In the back of her mind a part of her was celebrating. She was finally free of that bastard. In recent weeks she'd become more and more concerned that Kiesuke was going to start up with his old tricks. It was during that time that Miaka had promised herself that if she ever wound up beneath that son of bitch again no one would stop her from killing herself and taking him with her.
Part way up the pathway, Miaka had stopped to take in the sights around her. It really was beautiful. She couldn't remember the last time she had found beauty in anything. Little did she know as she was making her way up the pathway, that she was being watched. From higher up two guards of the Mt. Riekaku bandits had spotted her down below and they were keeping a close eye on her.
"What d'ya think Shinji?"
"Nice lookin' girl ta be out by herself. Little strange how she jus' appeared like that though, ya know?'
"Yeah. You better go tell the boss. He's gonna want to know about this."
With one last look at the strange girl climbing up the mountain, Shinji headed deep into the bandits' hideaway. Genrou was definitely going to want to know what was happening on his mountain. When he reached the boss's chambers Kouji, the boss's second in command and adopted brother was standing outside, keeping guard.
"What are ya doin' off yer guard Shinji? Shouldn't you be outside keepin' watch?" Kouji asked.
"Uh…that's what I came ta see the boss about….There uh, there's a strange girl climbin' the mountain. She just appeared out of nowhere!"
Kouji raised an eyebrow. Maybe Shinji had spent too much time in the sun today. There was no such thing as girls who came out of thin air. Kouji smirked to himself. Well it wasn't the strangest thing he had heard, and who knows, maybe Genrou'd get a kick out of it. Kouji knocked twice on the door.
"Who is it?"
"Kouji, best friend of Genrou. Got a guard out here who needs ta report ta the boss."
"Come in."
Shinji shook nervously as they entered Genrou's chambers. Shinji approached the flame haired leader of the bandits nervously. It wasn't that he was imposing in size, just something about the leader demanded respect and just a little bit of fear.
"What d'ya want Shinji? It better be good."
"It's jus', well, there's a girl climbin' the mountain boss. We was on watch and it was the weirdest thing. She jus' came outta nowhere. All the sudden, there she was and she jus' started headin' right up the mountain."
"Yer outta yer mind," Genrou said with a laugh, "Lay off the booze before ya go on watch."
"I swear I ain't makin' it up boss! I know what I saw! Just come an' look. If I'm lyin' ya can toss me in the dungeon."
Genrou and Kouji exchanged a look. It was quite a risk for Shinji to offer to do time in the dungeon.
"Alright Shinji, but if yer lyin' you'll do a lot more than just time in the dungeon!"
"Yes boss."
Kouji followed close behind Genrou as the trio made their way to the hideaway entrance.
"Where is she Shinji?"
"There! Right there!"
Genrou followed the direction Shinji had pointed in and thought his eyes would pop out of his skull. He hadn't been lying. A girl he did not recognize was coming up the mountain, and she was getting close to their hideout. How had she made it this far without water or food? It wouldn't be long before she reached the hide away. Genrou smiled to himself, for someone who looked so out of place, she really was quite attractive. He wouldn't mind spending a little time alone with her.
"Alright boys, what d'ya say we show the waif how the Mt. Riekaku bandits welcome trespassers,"Genrou said.
"What do ya want us to do with her boss?"
"Catch her, and bring her to my chambers," Tasuki said, heading back to his rooms.
This was going to be fun. It was about time too. He was starting to get a little bored with the meager raids they had been doing lately. Besides, it wasn't every day the gods dropped such a gift on his mountain.
Miaka's climbing began to slow just a little. She was getting tired, and she had lost track of just how long she had been climbing. The sun was still shining high in the afternoon sky, and her stomach was grumbling with hunger. She silently cursed herself for not getting anything to eat after school. Instead she had been wasting her time with that pathetic excuse for a man. Miaka stopped in her tracks when she heard a strange shuffling from somewhere up ahead of her on the path. She heard the heavy thump as someone came down behind her. She turned to face whoever it was when someone else appeared in front of her. The mountain path wasn't that wide, and there was no way she was going to slide back down after she had come this far.
"Who are you?" Miaka asked, keeping an eye on both men.
"We could ask you the same question. Don' ya know yer tresspassin' little girl?"
"Trespassing?"
"That's right. These here mountains belong to the Riekaku bandits, and you just trespassed on our territory."
"Now you're our prisoner," the second man said.
Miaka looked at both her attackers and suddenly began re-thinking jumping down from where she stood. If it was a choice of falling back the way she had come and going with them, she was going to risk it.
She made her move to jump when two sets of hands grabbed her.
"We got us quite a firecracker here Shinji."
"So it seems Kouji, we better get her ta the boss right away."
"Let go of me you bastards!" Miaka screamed, trying to break free of their hold on her.
Miaka was practically dragged up the rest of the mountain path by her two captors, fuming with anger. How had she not noticed them on the mountain? They must have been hiding and watching her the whole time! She cursed herself for not being more cautious. She had no interest what so ever in meeting their boss. She took in all the strange hallways that seemed to be carved right into the mountain as they led her to a large set of doors, deep in the mountain. The one named Kouji gave a strange knock on the door, followed by a voice from within.
"Come in."
Miaka's eyes went wide when she saw the flame haired young man sitting in the room. His hair was literally the color of burning flames, and his eyes matched!
"What d'ya got there boys?"
As if he didn't know.
"We found this girl tresspassin' on the mountain boss. We know all trespassers come to you to be punished."
Genrou stood from his seat and approached Miaka from where she stood between her two captors. He took in the long auburn hair that had come loose around her face, and the burning hazel eyes. Standing this close he could feel himself growing hot with arousal at the very sight of her. He let his roam up and down her body, taking it all in and nearly threw her to the ground then and there.
"Leave her here. You guys can go."
"You sure boss?" Kouji asked.
"Yeah, you guys get outta here. I'll take care o' this trespasser."
"I have a name you know!" Miaka said as the guards all left, leaving her and the bandit leader alone.
"And just what would that be?" Genrou asked, taking a long swig from the cup on the small table by the bed.
"Miaka. Miaka Yuki."
"Name's Genrou Miaka Yuki, and you have trespassed on my mountain."
"I didn't know anyone owned this place! Besides, you're probably just a bunch of criminals anyways! Why else would you be hiding out up here in the middle of nowhere?"
Ouch. She had nailed it right on the money, though Genrou didn't really consider himself a criminal. Especially when his bandits consisted of a lot of family's. These were all people with no place to go, no place to call home. So they joined his group of bandits, and finally had home. So what if they had to steal to survive, it was a lot better than what some people were doing these days to get by.
Miaka eyed the handsome bandit leader from beneath her long bangs. The sight of this flame haired man with his bare chest peaking out in a long V from his shirt sent chills through her body. When was the last time her body had responded like this to a man? Had it ever? She pushed the thought aside. Of course it had! She was just waiting for everything to hurry up and be done with. But something about this man with flaming eyes and hair sent shivers through her. Maybe it was something in the way he looked at her, but suddenly the air was filled with tension.
"You're right. You found the Mt. Riekaku bandits. The only question is, " Genrou said, forcing her back into the wall," How are you gonna make up fer trespassin'?"
Miaka could only stare into the fiery depths of Genrou's eyes. With him standing this close, feeling the heat of his body pressing so close, she couldn't even speak.
"No ideas huh? That's okay, I've got one," Genrou said, leaning in to kiss her.
The kiss stole Miaka's breath away. She should have known from the heated look in Genrou's eyes that this is what he had intended, but somehow it hadn't even occurred to her.
"How dare you!" Miaka said slapping him in the face.
"Oh, feisty are ya? That's okay. I don't mind," Genrou said, turning her around so her front faced the wall.
Miaka gasped when she felt Genrou's lips on her neck, his hot breath sending a tickling sensation all through her. It was like she was under a spell and couldn't move. Not even when his hands slid up to unbutton her blouse from behind, his hands caressing her breasts, making her tremble with pleasure.
"I know the perfect way for ya ta make up fer trespassing. I think you might enjoy it too, Miaka."
Once again her words failed as she felt Genrou's hands sliding up her thighs beneath her skirt. His fingers skidded slowly up and down her legs, causing her to moan. Tasuki pressed himself against her from behind, letting her feel how hard he was for her. She was the only woman who had ever been able to make him feel this hot, feel this much need.
Miaka gasped with pleasure as Genrou rubbed himself against her from behind teasing both of them. Her body shook from the sensations he was causing to run rampant through her. Genrou was admiring this strange beauty that so aroused him when his eyes came across two thin scars, one on each wrist. The sight of those two scars took him by surprise and he stopped his caresses.
"What's the matter fang boy? Lose your nerve?" Miaka taunted, circling her hips against him.
Genrou growled and turned Miaka roughly around in his arms, looking her in the eye. He saw in her eyes the same heat that he was feeling.
"I'll show ya how much nerve I got," Genrou said, carrying her to the bed, and laying her on it.
Genrou slowly pulled off her blouse and bra his lips covering her in sweet kisses, his hands following everywhere his mouth went. He smiled inwardly at the way she trembled beneath him, growing harder with each sigh she made. His hands slid lower, taking away her skirt and panties, till she lay nude beside him. Genrou stood and removed his clothing watching Miaka's every reaction as he revealed every inch of his body to her. Miaka moved to her knees on the bed, hesitantly at first, not sure of what Genrou's reaction would be. When he didn't move away at her touch, she lowered her mouth to the hardest part of his body. Genrou gasped, half in pleasure, half in surprise. He hadn't expected her to be this forward. His first thought of her as being weak went right out of his head. Hem moaned in pleasure as Miaka's mouthed worked on him. He couldn't hold back much longer.
Genrou threaded his fingers in Miaka's thick auburn locks.
"Stop. Miaka stop," Genrou said, breathlessly.
"Why?"
"Because," he said, kneeling on the bed again, " I want to do this."
Genrou slid his hand between her legs, caressing her in gentle strokes.
"Genrou!"
"Tasuki."
"What?
"My name…it's Tasuki…call me by my real name."
"Tasuki…"
Tasuki kissed her again, his fingers bringing a new wave of moans from her. Miaka writhed against the bed, enjoying the touch of Tasuki's hands on her body. Every once in a great while she would be with someone who could actually give pleasure and take it. Tasuki was one of those, and she didn't want it to stop.
"Tasuki, please!"
"Please what?" Tasuki asked, his fingers still wreaking havoc on her down below.
"Please…I…ah!"
Tasuki smiled as he spread her legs and slid himself between them. He held himself momentarily still, gazing into Miaka's eyes before entering her. He watched her writhe beneath him while he thrust in and out of her body. Miaka moaned, raising her hips up to meet each one of Tasuki's movements. The pleasure was like a spring tightening in the center of her body, building up until at last she cried out Tasuki's name, gripping his arms as that coil snapped inside of her.
Tasuki thrust faster and harder feeling Miaka's body gripping him before giving his own cry of pleasure, emptying himself inside her. He half collapsed beside her on the bed, pulling her close, while they both tried to catch their breath.
He wasn't sure when it happened, but at some point Miaka had fallen asleep in his arms. He traced the scars on her wrists with a frown. What had caused her so much pain that would rather die than go on living? That's when he noticed it, the countless smaller scars that decorated her body. Someone had hurt her, badly, and not all the wounds had healed properly or received the proper care. The sight of the scars angered him, for reasons even he could not explain. He had only just met this strange girl, yet his blood sang when she was close to him.
Miaka awoke to the feel of Tasuki's hands gently caressing her skin. She blushed half in embarrassment, half in shame. The first handsome man she meets in this strange place and in no time at all she had wound up in his bed, yet for some reason she could not explain, she felt a strange connection to this flame haired bandit.
"So am I still just a prisoner here?"
"I'll let ya know. Fer now I ain't done makin' ya pay fer trespassin," Tasuki said rolling back on top of her.
Just then there was a great explosion from somewhere down the hall, and voices screaming. Kouji suddenly burst into the room.
"Genrou, we're bein' attacked!"
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