Contains Lemon!

Chapter Seven

It had been a couple of months since the incident which led to Sanosuke and Shironosuke becoming intimate. Shironosuke had continued to pass across letters to Sanosuke; he still hadn't discovered that she and Kazeryu was the same person.

...At the Shinsengumi Headquarters...

"Sanosuke, I want you to take this letter to Kazeryu, it's an order for him to return. We have collected enough information and have been able to pre-empt their assassination attempts. The Choushu are getting suspicious of someone spying on them during their time in Shinabara and we can't afford for them to suspect Shironosuke," Hijikata said, his face creased into his usual frown. Sanosuke nodded with a frown, he heard a chuckle and looked up to see a gentle smile on Hijikata's face.

"It will be acceptable for you to continue seeing Shironosuke," Sanosuke looked relieved at the Vice Commanders words, "Go and see your woman tonight." Sanosuke bowed, picked up the letter that was sealed with the image of a wolf, and tucked it inside his shirt for good keeping. He stood and walked out in a nonchalant manner, everyone had gotten used to his relationship and so they didn't tease or embarrass him anymore, for which he was truly grateful.

...At Shinabara...

"So Miss, do you have a patron?" Shironosuke looked at the short man in front of her and laughed internally.

"Yes Sir, I expect he'll arrive any minute now," she could already feel Sanosuke's chi as he walked into the building.

"Aww, come on. Stop lying, I know you don't have anyone," the man grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her to him, causing her to hiss in pain. In desperation, as the man began to move his hand towards the opening of her kimono, she sent out a small portion of her chi and rubbed it up against Sanosuke's chi, letting him know where she was and the situation she was in.

Feeling the panic in her chi, he ran as fast as he could past the shocked receptionist. HE slammed the door open and stormed into the room, the man holding Shironosuke stoop up and moved in front of her.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?!" the short man roared, only to have Sanosuke push him aside. The red head pulled her to her feet by her hand and began to march out of the room when he was jolted to a stop. Sanosuke halted and turned to see a pained expression on Shironosuke's face, her other wrist was being held in a bruisingly tight grip by the short man.

"Who do you think you are, barging in here and taking her away from me?" the short man yanked her arm so hard that her shoulder dislocated, her scream of pain rattled the doors. Sanosuke saw red, let go of her hand and flew at the man, forcing him to let go of Shironosuke. She fell to her knees holding her arm, a pained snarl ripped from her gritted teeth. A loud thud made her look up and saw that Sanosuke had knocked the man out with a single, nose crunching blow,

"Shiro, are you okay?" Sanosuke ran up and took a careful look at her shoulder, "We'll have to put your shoulder back in place." He placed a hand on her back and the other lightly on her shoulder.

"Ready?" she nodded hesitantly, "okay, 3, 2," he cracked her shoulder into place and she bit back a snarl, He quickly undid her robe and bandaged her shoulder with some spare bandages he always carried around in his pocket. With the small length of bandage he had left, he fashioned a sling and gently moved her arm into it.

"I'm sorry, Sanosuke," she whispered, looking down at her knees.

"Don't worry. It's a man's duty to save a damsel in distress, especially if she's beautiful," he laughed and she shook her head, tears welling in her eyes.

"No, not that. I'm sorry that now that I am hurt, I am now useless to you. I cannot give myself to you as you want," his eyes widened in shock before his expression became serious. He gently but firmly held her chin and raised her face so that she had to look at him.

"I don't come here just for your body. I come to see you as you are a person I want to find out more about and as a person I have grown to love," his face was filled with a mischievous smile, "though being able to be the only one to make love to you is quite the plus." She stared at him for a minute or two, taking in everything he had said.

"You love me for being me?" she whispered, a shard of guilt pierced her heart for not telling him who she really was but it was probably for the best that he didn't know.

"Yes," he pulled her to him, being careful of her shoulder, he placed a gentle kiss on her lips, "I love you, Shironosuke." She couldn't help the tears of joy which trailed down her cheeks, he reached forward with a frown and wiped away one of the droplets.

"And I love you Sanosuke, more than anything in the world," her voice bubbled in delight and a breathtaking smile appeared on his face. One that was different from his usual grin; now, his eyes were soft and smouldering with warmth and the corners of his lips were pulled up delicately. His red hair framed his face in such a way that for a moment Shironosuke seriously doubted that he was of neither the human nor the devil bloodline but had the blood of angels flowing through his veins. She leant forward and he met her half way, pulling her lips into a gentle kiss.

They sat in comfortable silence and she fell asleep in her arms, her soft breathing lulling into a doze. He jumped when he heard the door open and looked up to see Heisuke frowning.

"Sorry Sano, but you need to come back to headquarters," Sanosuke sighed, planted a loving kiss on her forehead and smiled sadly when she opened her orange eyes and looked up at him. Shironosuke searched his eyes and knew that he had to leave.

"Go get them," she smiled, reached up and kissed him passionately, "the return to me safe and sound." He grinned wolfishly as he thread his hand into her hair.

"You be sure to rest and heal. Next time we meet, I want to have you," his voice was low but Heisuke still heard and blushed bright red. He cleared his throat in embarrassment and sent the two lovers into fits of giggles.

"I will return as soon as I can," he kissed her one more time before following the younger man out of the room. Shironosuke waited until they had completely left the building before she retired to her chambers; after making sure that no one was around she pulled out the letter that Sanosuke had given her and read it. Her heart sank as she realised that the next time she saw Sanosuke would be the last time he would see and make love to her; after that, she was to go back to living as his comrade. She knew she would have to make up a reason as to why 'Shironosuke' had to leave Shinabara and so wouldn't be able to see her patron. An idea struck her and she hurried to put it into action.

...

It had been a month of hard fighting but Sanosuke put all the battles behind him as he walked into the building which housed his love, his western clothing attracting a lot of attention.

"Master Sanosuke," the receptionist looked at him in surprise before his eyes grew sad, "you're just in time. Please go to her," he motioned to the geisha's private quarters. As he ran past, he heard the man shout that Shironosuke's room was the last door on the left. He slammed the door open, making her jump and turn to stare up at him in fear. Her tear stained face broke his heart as more tears gathered in her eyes when she saw that he had returned.

"Sanosuke," she spoke quietly as if not quite believing that he was actually there. Despite her thinking that he was some kind of illusion, she stood and threw herself into his arms. As soon as his arms wrapped around her and she breathed in his scent, she knew that she was once again in the embrace of the man she loved.

"I thought that I may never see you again," she sobbed into his chest and he chuckled.

"Did you doubt my ability so much?" he looked at her with an eyebrow raised. She shook her head, reached into her kimono and pulled out a letter, she passed it to him. With a frown, he shut the door and took a seat, Shironosuke nestled in his lap.

"It's an order from my family," she explained, "they say that they are going to send a carriage to pick me up, whether willing or by force," her voice began to break, "they say they have arranged a marriage and that, as a mere woman, I have no right to refuse. The fact that I have already lain with a man does not seem to worry them." Sanosuke snarled his displeasure, his arms tightening around her waist, the letter crushed in his hand.

"I won't let them take you! When does the carriage arrive?" His eyes burned in fury as he plotted how he would keep the woman he loved away from those who would separate them.

"Tomorrow," she replied in a small voice, he paled and met her eyes, seeing the look of hopelessness she had on her face, "Sanosuke, my family won't stop hunting me, even if I was protected by the whole of Japan, they would still find a way to take me back." He began to argue with her but she pressed a finger to his lips before caressing his cheek.

"At least give me one more night. Please let me have that much," he couldn't help but nod in answer to her request. Her eyes burning with such passion he had never seen before.

"You've been gone a month," she crawled up and whispered in his ear, "that's plenty of time to think of something new to try." He gulped at the predatory gleam in her eye and couldn't help getting hard at the sight of her beginning to disrobe. He moved to help her but she stopped him with a shake of her head.

"Sit there and watch," it was almost a command and he did as he was told. One by one, she shed each layer of clothing until she stood in front of him completely bare. Locking eye contact with him, she raised a hand and began to tease one of her breasts, the other hand held to her mouth as she erotically licked her fingers. Once wet, she brought her hand down and began to rub her folds, soft mewls leaving her mouth. She halted for a moment to sit as her legs began to shake and she laid in a position so that he could see everything that she was doing. With a gasp, she pushed a finger inside herself and started pumping it in and out. Soon she added a second and began scissoring her fingers, stretching herself, ready to accept Sanosuke's rather large manhood. Once she believed that she was ready, she crawled up to Sanosuke and stripped the highly aroused man. She wrapped her hand around his dick and pumped, earning a growl from him. Once again making eye contact, she quickly deep throated him. Sanosuke threw his head back with a moan and threaded a hand into her hair, guiding her actions.

"Shiro...nosuke," he panted as he fired his seed into her mouth and watched as she swallowed it all. She pulled out of his grasp, only to return her hand to her slick folds, her moans of pleasure, making him hard again as she had planned. She straddled his hips so that his manhood was pressed against her clit and slowly pushed downwards. She continued until he was completely sheathed inside of him and then paused to revel in the feeling of being completely filled by him. His head was back as he panted, shivers of ecstasy ran up and down his spine.

"Move," he growled and she gave him a predatory grin which almost made him cum again then and there. She ground their hips together before putting her hands on his stomach and pushed herself up on his length, only to pull back down, pumping him into her. They both cried out in pleasure as he put his hands on her hips and thrust upwards. Soon the coil of tension in her was so overwhelming that she couldn't make her limbs act like she wanted because they were shaking too much. Feeling the strength leave her body, Sanosuke lifted her and laid her down on her back, her legs still firmly wrapped around his waist. With his new position, he was able to push deeper into her, hitting her pleasure spot over and over again. Her cried of ecstasy bouncing off the walls. Somehow, her desperation for his touch made their lovemaking much more passionate than ever before, bringing both of them to an orgasm multiple times. With a rough thrust Shironosuke came, her muscles milking Sanosuke of all the seed he had left. They both collapsed, side by side, in exhaustion. Gently, as if she were the most precious being on earth, he wrapped his arms around her and pressed his lips to her forehead. With a sigh she curled around him, melding her body to his as they both fell asleep, seemingly forgetting that they were going to be separated the next day.