Hyuga's Manslut Adventures
by NightsDawne

Hyuga taps long fingers on the counter in his dressing room. "That was a rather abrupt ending back there."

"It's called a buildup, Hyu." The author clamps her hand over Hyuga's. "Will you stop that? Sounds like a cadence march."

"You are too easily irritated. Have you been getting enough sleep lately?"

The author eyes Hyuga and lets go of his hand. "Anyhow, I'm getting to the good stuff."

Hyuga pouts. "I would hope so. Not that I meant it like that, but... Jesiah? For a moment there I was worried you were going to have him plant the barrel of his rifle in my back."

"Then you wouldn't be a slut, would you?"

"I am not a slut to begin with. It is pure fantasy on the part of minds like yours with too much time to indulge in rewriting what was a perfectly good story."

The author raises a brow. "The last disc, remember?"

Hyuga purses his lips. "It is not my fault the writers went on vacation for that part of the game and forced the players to go through endless screens of Fei and Elly repeating each other pointlessly."

"Well, somebody has to take the fall for it, dear. How are you on tea?"

"Could do with a refill."

"You know where the pot is." The author sighs as Hyuga employs the Eyes of Manipulation and grabs the pot, giving Hyuga a refill. "Now be quiet."


Chapter 2: Jugend Days

Hyuga waved smoke from his face and looked up at the platinum haired commander of the military academy leaning over the guts of the computer sprawled across his desk. "That is probably why your computer keeps breaking down, sir. You should not smoke around electrical equipment."

"It's in my office, it better learn to live by my rules." Hyuga flinched slightly as every motion of Jessie's lips knocked fragments of ash into the motherboard.

"Could you perhaps sit down over there? I will get it back together again as soon as possible." Hyuga squirted a bit of air over the motherboard to clear it of residue. "I cannot believe the ministry will not authorize you to update your equipment, sir. This is the most ancient computer in the entire academy. I do not think they even make parts for these anymore."

"They authorized the update. You have no fucking idea how much I had to go through to keep them from giving me some damn flatscreen in one of those fruity colors."

"Flavors. You can get white, sir, you know. It is called 'snow'." Hyuga frowned at the video card as he pulled it out. "Here is the problem." He gave it a sniff. "Beer? You spilled beer in your computer?"

"... The hell I'm going to taste my computer for?" Jessie flopped down in his chair and spun himself slowly around. "It was only half a bottle. And it was flat."

"How did he get an engineering degree?" muttered Hyuga under his breath, dropping the videocard in the trash can and settling to cleaning the gunk from the board.

"What was that?"

Hyuga cleared his throat. "I said, sir, I hope I can finish by three. I have lab this afternoon."

Jessie tilted his head back against the headrest, watching Hyuga's backside as the cadet leaned over his desk. "It's only noon. Besides, you'd better get it done before then. Damned thing fried on me in the middle of a game."

"Oh, and here I thought it was something trivial, sir, like work."

"Smartass." Jessie smacked the corresponding part of Hyuga's anatomy, resulting in Hyuga jumping and nearly emptying his can of compressed air.

".... Um, you will not be able to play your game anyhow without a videocard." Hyuga coughed, trying to hold down a blush. "I am afraid I will have to salvage one from one of the old computers in the basement."

"When can you get it?"

"I can have it for you tomorrow morning, sir."

"Well, damn." Jessie rolled his cigarrette in his fingers thoughtfully. "What am I going to do all afternoon then?"

"This is only a suggestion, sir, but you could always deal with that collection of paperwork in your inbox there." Hyuga gestured toward the gravity defying stack of folders that threatened imminent collapse on the corner of Jessie's desk.

Jessie put his foot up to the edge of the desk and gave it an expert nudge. The stack wavered, then slid into the trash can. "Done. I'm bored."

Hyuga shook his head as he closed the case of the computer. "What if there was something important in there, sir?"

"Then they would have given it to someone who gives a shit, kid. I'm not here to learn paper pushing." Jessie tilted his head at Hyuga. "You know, you really have to stop being such a tightass. It's not like you have to worry about getting kicked out or anything. You're a genius, everyone knows it."

Hyuga closed his toolkit, then tucked his shoulder-length black hair behind his ear. "A genius born a third-class citizen still has to work, sir."

"Screw that 'Gazelle' and 'Lamb' shit. It doesn't mean anything anyway."

Hyuga looked up at Jessie in surprise. "Sir, talk like that could get you demoted, even if you are a first-class citizen."

"Ooooo. You gonna tell on me?" Jessie smirked, beckoning Hyuga closer. Hyuga chewed on his lip and took a step towards the seventeen year old. Jessie reached up and freed Hyuga's hair from behind his ear, running his fingers through it. "You're not like that, I know. You're too smart to believe all that bullshit, that hair and eye color mean anything about a person. It's what's inside that counts."

Hyuga looked down. "I have never heard a Gazelle say that, sir."

"Maybe I'm not like other Gazelles." Jessie stood, towering a foot over the fourteen year old. He lifted Hyuga's face to his. "Just like you aren't like anyone I've ever known."

Hyuga focused on Jessie's collar. "Um.. sir? Do you not have a wife?"

Jessie shrugged. "It's not like I'm with another woman or anything." He lowered his lips slowly to Hyuga's, kissing him more softly than the cadet had ever imagined the powerful older teenager could manage. "I really like you, Hyu Ricadeau. Why do you think I keep frying my computer?"

"Because you are a danger to machinery, sir?" Hyuga's voice cracked slightly.

"No.. Because it's the only way to get you in my office. You're always so shy outside. Won't even look anyone in the face."

"Sorry, sir. It is just habit. I do have friends. Just.. not many." Hyuga looked up at Jessie again, swallowing at the commander's smile.

"Yeah, Sig Harcourt and Kahr Ramses. You only feel safe with them because Sig's half-blooded and Kahr's a fucking twit." Jessie slid his arm around Hyuga's waist. "Don't you want to feel safe with me?"

Hyuga studied Jessie's face, slowly relaxing when he didn't see the usual condescension and mockery at his dark coloring, his so obvious markings of being born a Worker Bee, a mere slave. He nodded. "Yes, sir."

"My name's Jessie. Not sir."

Hyuga chewed on his lip a bit. "Jes... iah-san."

Jessie raised a brow. "How damn intimate can you get? Nevermind, it's better than sir." He chuckled softly, pulling Hyuga tightly to him for a real kiss. Hyuga returned it, sliding his arms around Jessie's neck, his lips parting hungrily. He needed love, safety, a sense of worth--

--"Ahem. Yes, it is me again."

--The author starts, looking over her shoulder at Hyuga. "What's wrong, you're out of tea again?"

--"Just got a fresh cup. However, is this not getting a bit mushy? I mean, Jesiah is involved. Besides, he has a wife. And a baby, I might add."

--"It's only mushy on your part. You're the insecure little freshman being swept off his feet by the self-assured sexy senior, remember?"

--"I just think that Jesiah would be a bit more.. well.. forceful."

--"Who is writing this, Hyu?" The author shoos the nosy protaganist away from her computer. "It's a love story."

--"I thought it was supposed to be a humorous parody." Hyuga looks over her other shoulder. "Although I must admit, you got his relationship to computers down pat."

--"Go, Hyu! Sit! Stay!" The author narrows her eyes until Hyuga complies, curling up in his chair with his cup of tea.

--"I am still waiting for the good stuff." Hyuga sullenly salts his tea.

--The author rolls her eyes and gets back to work.

Jessie raised a brow. "How damn intimate can you get? Nevermind, it's better than sir." He chuckled softly, pulling Hyuga tightly to him for a real kiss. Hyuga returned it, sliding his arms around Jessie's neck, his lips parting hungrily. He needed love, safety, a sense of worth beyond his usefulness to the ministry where he would still be nothing but a tool for their purposes.

He felt not even temptation to resist as Jessie unbuttoned his uniform jacket. Hyuga moved his arms down one at a time to assist in its removal, repeating the motion for his shirt, but always returned his hands to the warm touch of Jessie's neck at the soonest possible moment. He kicked his boots off, then his pants as they slid to the floor with the commander's help. Jessie's soft caresses eased away any nervousness at the thought of his first encounter with intimacy, leaving him only with excitement and anticipation as Jessie pulled him up to sit on his desk.

Jessie stepped back for a moment, his eyes grazing over Hyuga's slender frame, still mostly boy, only hinting at the potential of approaching manhood. His smile revealed pure approval as he undid his pants, reaching around Hyuga to remove any obstacles on his desk, pushing them to the side. Hyuga laid back slowly, reaching his arms out trustingly, invitingly, his legs wrapping around Jessie's waist. Jessie traced his finger over Hyuga's hip, his other hand getting a tube of lubricant from his desk drawer. "Just tell me one thing first, Hyu."

Hyu gazed up at Jessie. "Yes, Jesiah-san?"

Jessie bent down to kiss Hyuga again. "Tell me you want this, that you're not just doing it because I want it."

Hyuga closed his eyes, breathing hard from just the kiss. "I want it, too, Jesiah-san. I want to be yours."

Jessie ran his fingers through Hyuga's hair, his other hand drifting down to toy with his young lover. "You'll be mine. All mine."

Hyuga shivered at Jessie's touch. "Take me," he begged quietly. Jessie didn't have to be asked twice.