Get of Fenris
Part Ten: Suteki da Ne





It was time to take the cloak off for laundry and bath time. Brad unhooked it by the silver knobs and took it off. He set it on the ground, then began taking off his clothes. Brad was careful about the Grand Klaive scabbard though, he set it down on top of his clothes and stepped into the warm water of the lagoon behind the temple. The first place he went was below the waterfall, but he was being watched... by two admiring baby blue eyes.

Brad ran his hands through his wet locks of black hair, water pouring down his fit, sexy pale body like beads of liquid glass. He went to turn around when he felt two slender and loving arms slide around his naked body. The mysterious person wasn't all that mysterious to Brad, he smiled, sliding his hand on one of them. "It's been a while since I seen you without that stuffy cloak." Basara's soft voice whispered, his cheek on Brad's back.

"I am mostly in public, I don't want to be seen without it."

"I don't see the need for it, Brad." Basara whispered, his fingers playing with the contours of Brad's body.

"...it's a Shadow Lord thing, plain and simple."

"It's a stupid Shadow Lord thing." Basara giggled playfully and kissed the lump where Brad's spine was shone against the skin. "But you are not at all stupid."

Brad turned around in Basara's arms, then wrapped his arms around his lovely boyfriend lovingly. Their lips touched deeply, passionately, Brad and Basara were locked in passion. With sugar-sweet kisses, Brad caressed Basara's neck with his pouty lips, causing him to moan softly. Basara's slender fingers played into Brad's wet locks of raven-black hair, gasps of pure passion and ecstasy escape his lips. The Mage-Garou's hand clasped Basara's leg, pulling it against his waist. The young snow-haired pretty boy moaned, his body pressed against Brad's firmly. "B-brad..." His eyelids fluttered open, a haze of pure ecstasy clouded Basara's eyes.

"Yes, kitten?"

"D-don't hold back... make love to me."

"Are you sure?"

"Y-yes..." There was a begging sparkle in Basara's eyes.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't."

Lowering themselves further into the water, Brad slid his delicate lover on his throbbing penis, causing Basara's eyes to squint in pain. He wrapped his legs around his Mage-Garou lover's waist, his arms around Brad's neck. Slowly, he began to rock Basara up and down, causing the beauty to tip his head back all the way. Their bodies entwined in love, covered in lagoon water and sweat, the moonlight shining high above their heads. With the final thrust, the water turned sudsy, Basara collapsed against Brad's powerful frame. The handsome Mage-Garou collected him in his arms, scooping him up, he carried him back into the temple. The pillow bed is where Brad lied Basara down, then he crawled into bed with him. Covering them up with the thin blankets, Brad snuggled into Basara. He wrapped his arms around the tiger beauty, in return Basara did the same. Sleeping in the moonlight, they were unaware of the troubles in the WOC building and in Wolf Mountain.



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"I cannot say I know that the rabbit girl was helping the Hengeyokai and their affiliates, the Japanese Yakuza." Albrecht looked at all the evidence with Kenji and Uriko. "But your theories are very conclusive, as a matter of fact, they all make the pieces fit together."

"Mr. Kodachi said after he learned of all this, him, his brother and the boy would have stayed longer, they might have shared the same fate." Uriko nodded, looking pleased with herself.

"I agree, although I hardly think the Kodachi twins would let themselves get caught. Like their shifter sake, they are very crafty. And if the hospital affiliates learned of the Yakuza ties, they'd have to answer to them... and not only them, but since the Yakuza has ties with the mages, they'll be dealing with the mages... BUT since Splinter-in-the-Mind's-Eyes is both mage and Garou... then we'll let them do the wetwork. All we can really say is... it'll get ugly fast."

"One thing troubles me, Lord Albrecht." Kenji started, making his point. "Mr. Kodachi flinched when I mentioned Yugo's name."

"Yes, Ohgami Yugo managed to put both feet into the grave when he screwed up the Hengeyokai and the Yakuza's 8 years of careful planning. It took 5 years to get Kenshirou Kodachi medically certified and another 3 to get him where he was before that happened. Granted, he's going to be on Tanaka's proverbial shit-list for years to come. In that case, Yugo's gonna see a lot more Yakuza attacks in the near future."

"But Yugo didn't know!"

"Actually, he did." Fang's voice spoke from behind. The two teenagers turned around to see Fang standing there with his arms folded. "He had a street contact tell him about the disappearances at the hospital. He also mentioned of one doctor never managing to vanish with the rest of them. Yugo got the notion that the doctor in question had a big part of the Spark trade. He went in there and trailed the Yakuza crime lord, Kodachi and we... chased them into the forest."

"And that is why you are Rank 2 instead of 3!" Albrecht growled in frustration. "Yugo jumped to the wrong conclusions and you went with him! If you KNEW the Kodachis were Hengeyokai, you should have come to me for questions!"

"But don't you rule all shifters, even the Hengeyokai?" Uriko asked.

"The Hengeyokai are their own world. They have Bodhisattvas instead of kings... and Kodachi Tanaka is one of them." Albrecht's eye looked dangerously at Fang.

"..." Fang went back to his guard duty, his tail between his legs.

"Y-you shouldn't punish Fang for Yugo's stupidity!" Uriko began questioning Albrecht's authority.

"He's Garou, Garou have higher standards than that."

"Still, everyone makes mistakes."

"This mistake costed ALL of us and threw us back, reeling for new plans. Hastily made plans."

"But still, you know the creator of Spark, go after him! Where ever he is, you'll find your manufacturers!"

"..." Albrecht stood up, his posture suggesting aggravation. "Are you questioning me, Nonomura?"

"I just don't think it's fair you're punishing Fang for Yugo's mistakes!"

"..."

"...sorry, sire." Uriko bent her head down, removing her gaze from Albrecht's.

"It's not fair... but someone has to be punished. I don't like whipping boys personally. But your friend screwed all possible chances with not only stopping Spark in its' tracks but any hope for Hengeyokai alliances and any helpful involvement from the Yakuza!!"



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Fang stomped onto the stone walkway, wiping tears from his golden eyes. He picked up his weapon and sat against a statue, resting his chin on his arms. There was a shifting of stonework, Fang didn't look up but the figure's shape he knows. Fang reeled his fist back and went to strike the figure, but the person blocked the shot.

"I hate you." Fang spoke to the person, turning away. "....I hate you."

"Fang..." It was Yugo's voice that spoke, then his hand grabbed Fang's arm. Without hesitation, he pulled Fang into his arms and kissed him deeply, firmly and tightly. Fang's watering gold eyes were wide in shock, tears flowed down his cheeks. His fist tightened, he reeled it back and socked Yugo in the face. Yugo flew back, hitting the wall with some force, his nose was a little bloody from the strike. He wiped it away and turned around, managing to block another pop shot from Fang. Fang threw his boxing skills at the wolf-zoanthrope, his strikes blinded by the tears in his eyes. Yugo could see fresh scars on Fang's body as he moved in and out of the light, scars that can't be healed even with a Garou's ungodly healing. Instead of fighting back, Yugo let Fang slug him around, blocking the blows to the face, but he noticed that Fang's punches were getting weaker and weaker. He looked from behind his blocking arms to see Fang was breaking down emotionally. Yugo dropped his guard and pulled the teenage Glass Walker in his arms, letting Fang break down on his shoulder. Fang hugged back, tightly, weeping uncontrollably on Yugo's broad shoulder.

"You were... a victim of an ostracizing rite... weren't you?" Yugo's voice was low, soft and mournful. "...that's why there are unhealable scars on your body..."

Fang didn't say a word, instead, he clung to Yugo tightly.

"I love you, Fang." The WOC president whispered softly and with a certain sweet tone of voice. "I don't care if you do hate me now... I will always love you."

Looking up, their noses scrape softly together, Fang kissed Yugo's lips. Their arms still around each other, they kept kissing for a while, the full moon behind them...




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