much thanks to my awesome beta fuusunshine for updating my stories for me while i am out of town getting married=)

also credit to her for Shinpachi's masquerade description!

"Hajime! Hey," he felt a hand smack him on the back. He startled, coming out of his trance.

"Hunh?"

"Geez you idiot. I just won for you, Toudou will be expecting me but I want you to go instead." Hajime's mouth wasn't quite working and he simply nodded his head. Toudou would be his tonight, and then he knew; he knew it was time.

Sanosuke grinned; he had done something good for his brother. It was obvious he and Toudou were in love and not just lust, pleased with himself he squeezed Kyo's thigh under the table and received a sideways smile from the man. Many others filed down the catwalk, each bringing their own unique feel to the room, Isami and Toshi were surely very happy as this was a most effective fundraiser. It was winding down, only a few more people to go when Sanosuke and Kyo saw who they had been waiting for. Shinpachi.

His well-defined muscles seemed to dance under his smooth tan skin as he moved down the runway. He wore no shirt but his naked torso was painted with the most intricate design. A black Chinese dragon wrapped around him hugging his contours in the most delicious ways and the sharp angles of the beast were tipped in a beautiful shade of ocean blue. The creature's head lay on his right collar bone and its winding body cut down across his chest dipping behind to his back over his ribs. The tail of the dragon snaked its way back to the front across his hip bone and then teasingly stopped at his navel. His black pants clung to him like a second skin and hung precariously low on hips. They were held in place with a silver belt and large buckle of the same color. His boots were stretched over his calves tightly with the same silver buckles at his ankles. Following the same theme silver bands wrapped around his biceps calling attention to his beautifully sculpted arms. A silver mask trimmed in black covered his face from his hairline down to the tip of his nose. The contrast between the silver of the mask and his deep blue eyes was breathtakingly mysterious. The audience was completely silent for a few minutes before erupting into yells and bids. Sanosuke simply stared, he knew the man was attractive but this; this was something else. He felt his chest tighten and his palms begin to sweat, desire pooled in his stomach and he looked to Kyo who nodded once, it was enough for him.

"Hajime" he whispered into his brothers ear "get him, please." Hajime looked startled but immediately began to bid, quickly registering that Sanosuke had asked him for Kyo's sake. The bidding was vicious as the man made his way down the stage and to the runway. His blue eyes like chips of ice from underneath his silver mask, his strides strong and sure, and a mischievous smile adorned his handsome face. Hajime was fighting to stay on top in the bidding war that had erupted for the man, frantically yelling as he was determined to do his brother the same favor that had just been done for him. Finally it was over, and Hajime was victorious. Leaning back in his seat he looked at Sanosuke and squeaked as his brother roughly hugged him.

"Thank you" he heard in his ear. He smiled and returned the embrace.

One by one the staff filed out and took their place next to the person who had won them for the night. Toudou came over to stand by Sanosuke, raising his brows at the man in question. Sanosuke bent down and whispered something in his ear that caused him to smile warmly. Shinpachi joined them a short while later by Hajime, unlike his small friend he had a pretty good idea that Hajime had not bid on him for himself. His mouth turned up in a lopsided grin as he locked eyes with Hajime and nodded, letting the quiet man know that he knew what was going on.

Isami once again got on the stage and addressed the group, instructing them on the procedures once again and slowly each guest was led off by their companion. Hajime felt his hand being taken in a much larger one and looked into the dancing blue eyes of Shinpachi. He allowed himself to be led into the direction of the man's room, but found himself being led to the second floor instead of the sixth.

"Shinpachi?" He questioned. The brunette looked down, smiling warmly at him.

"You and I both know you bid on me for someone else. You are with Toudou tonight." He said as if it was the most obvious thing; Hajime supposed it was to someone that knew them.

"Are we that transparent?"

"No" the larger man said laughing "I just know that I am definitely not your type." Hajime had to concede to that point, while Shinpachi certainly was handsome and stunning he was, indeed, not his type.

"Then, please know it is not because I find you unattractive. That is not the case." He said quietly, not wanting to insult the man.

"Oh of course not" he said jovially, flexing his bicep for show "who could resist me?" Hajime chuckled at his antics. "In all seriousness Hajime, you and Toudou are suited for each other. You both are so beautiful, gentle and delicate I could see either of you with no one else."

"What of your love for him?" Hajime asked, placing a pale hand on the other man's arm. Shinpachi's eyes widened before narrowing.

"That is none of your concern" he replied sternly.

"It is if you love him, if I am in the way." Hajime said evenly, not to be swayed by the annoyance in Shinpachi's voice.

"If I loved him, you wouldn't be in the way" was the only answer he received before Shinpachi turned on his heel and left him standing dumbfounded in front of Toudou's room.

Shinpachi returned to his room, pleased to find Kyo waiting for him. He warmly embraced the man before leading him inside. Soon their bodies became entwined, slender tan arms with muscular light ones, inky dark hair spilling and mingling with short brown. Heady cries and moans mingling together into a chorus of pleasure and passion. Violet and blue eyes shining with love and lust as they chased heaven in each other's arms.

Chikage made his way to Isami and Toshi, mostly to congratulate them on a job well done but also to add to the fund. He had not purchased anyone for the evening as he intended to spend it with Souji, he was sure Sanosuke would also be there and somehow didn't mind too much. He made his way quickly down the corridor to where he knew their offices would be. Both men were there, bending over books and accounts, Isami talking rapidly and excitedly while Toshi simply smiled a small smile of indulgence. Noticing Chikage they ushered him to come sit and talk with them for a bit while things died down, settling comfortably into a fancy wingchair he did just that; but not before he informed them he would match whatever was already donated. His lips curled upwards as he watched Isami's jaw drop and the ever stoic Toshi gap at him in shock.

Koudou smiled, pleased with himself as he watched the bark brown head bob up and down while sucking his cock. Groaning he inhaled the white powder from his pipe, letting it flow into his lungs and slowly crystallize in his mind. He stroked Sannen's head gently, relishing in the sensation of the man's lips surrounding his thickness. It wasn't good enough, he wanted more.

"Lay down" he said, not unkindly but softly. Sannen complied, slipping quickly out of his clothes. Koudou did the same and lay down next to him on the floor. Not a word was spoken as the older man's fingers breeched the tight entrance of the brunette, who let out a small hiss of pain at the intrusion. Koudou kissed him earnestly, trying to distract him as he began to curl his fingers inside him, searching for his sweet spot. Once hit a small mewl escaped Sannen's kiss swollen lips and Koudou smirked as he moved to line himself up with his lover's entrance. Pushing himself inside he left no time for adjustment as he immediately began to move, his pace fast and firm. He gripped the slender hips tighter as he pumped furiously into the man, grunting with the effort as his high demanded him to move quicker and quicker until finally the wave of orgasm crashed over his body. Shuddering he released in hot jets of white sticky fluid as he roared, filling his lover with his cock and seed. Sannen groaned and writhed under him, reaching completion shortly after sending pearly jets of white onto his stomach.

Without a word Koudou pulled out, leaving a trail of cum down Sannen's thigh in his wake. Getting up he wrapped his robe around his body and went to the balcony. The crisp night air cooled his hot body down and he inhaled deeply, yes this would be the night he removed those in his way. After all when Koudou Yukimura wanted something he got it.