As Van rounded a corner, he was suddenly ran into by a figure obviously in
a rush. . . .
Van was flung back wards on the floor at the force of the impact, a twinkle of light on a blade catching his eye, before his own chocolate colored gaze met that of ice. He heard the other man hiss while lowering his sword, issuing the boy on the floor a bone chilling glare, and a kick to the ribs before making his quick, rather harsh exit down the hallway. The dazed boy lifted himself from the ground, shaking his head as if to clear his mind. "Who was that?" He wondered. "And were those.. scars?" He tossed his head back, running one hand through his tousled hair. It didn't matter. he made a mental note to return the hospitality shown to him next time he met the mysterious stranger.
Dancing.
Was one thing that Van was not good at. He stood in the middle of a swirling mass of colorful scarves, twirling bodies twisting and twining together around him to the music of instruments he couldn't recognize. He shifted nervously, feeling strangely out of place and exposed. He was wearing what seemed like a long scarf, coming from around his neck to make an x at his front, and tied in a knot behind his back. Loose silk pants hung low on his waist, and gold bracelets that seemed molded to his skin completed the outfit. Although slightly thin for his age, a lifetime of fighting had left Van with the body of a dancer; a sleek, smooth stomach, his body more lithe then muscular. Sadly, a lifetime of fighting hadn't left him the skills of one. Suddenly the music stopped, along with the dancing slaves, and they all turned towards a man with long silver hair pulled into a high pony tail, who's arms were folded across his chest. The man's silver colored glare-turned-gaze was currently focused on the very flustered Van.
"Why. Aren't. You. Dancing?" The man's voice was cutting and harsh, such contrast to one whom was supposed to be teaching the graceful art of dance.
"I .. I .. can't seem to get the hang of it sir." He looked down at his feet, painfully aware of the gazes of many, all focused on his back. The man starred at him, eyes narrowing into slits.
"Everyone sit down except for Van." He commanded, and everyone sat, not wanting to attract wrath of the Dance Sensai. He snapped his fingers once, and the music started up again. "Now, Dance." Van closed his eyes tight, beginning to sway to the music, feeling foolish. "No, no, that's not dancing. What's wrong with you boy? Just imitate them." He motioned towards the other keys, sitting on the floor watching the flustered Van. The boy sighed, raising his arms above his head, his hips swaying from side to side as he tried to do his best imitation of the boy that had been dancing closet to him. He trailed one hand down his arm and down his chest, his eyes still closed and his lips parted slightly. He opened his eyes to meet the appreciative stare of the dance sensai, who nodded in approval.
"Better, everyone up, now!" Van breathed out a sigh of relief, grateful that the piercing glare of his teacher wasn't on him anymore. The crowd of hushed, huddled bodies suddenly became a writhing mass of vibrant colors, moving in time with the music. Van looked up just in time to see a pair of deep blue eyes wink at him before he turned away, his cheeks turning the lightest shades of pink.
"A long term what?!?" Van exclaimed, as Rao looked around the garden nervously. A few people turned to glance at the strange pair, but dismissed it immediately, it was none of their business.
"It seems that you've caught the eye of someone with either large amount of money, or political status. or both. Many of the higher ups opt for the young and beautiful as their companions.and what better place to find such that fit that criteria then here? Instead of these one night stands, he'll be staying with you in your room, and you'll eat, sleep, and do.. other activities in each other's company." Van sat glaring at the grass, periodically plucking a green strand, twirling it between his fingers before throwing it back down to the earth.
"So, is he old, deformed, why doesn't any woman, or man for that matter, want him?"
"Well. Van, you hope for the old ones. Most don't require your services, they just like having a pretty thing to look at."
"Oh great," Van said, scowling at the ground. "I'm going to be molested by some dirty old man, who can't get any on his own."
"I didn't say he would be old. I was just saying it's a possibility. If it makes you feel better, if your master is 70 or older, he's going to die soon, right?"
"Not soon enough." Van muttered, clawing at the neatly manicured grass. He caught Rao looking up at something in the distance before quickly excusing himself.
"Master Van, if you would excuse me, I have.things that need attending to. I'll see you in the morning." Van nodded, turning around to see the cause of the page's abrupt exit. Seeing three figures approaching, he understood why.
"Good day Van," Li said, looking down at the sitting boy.
"Hello." Van replied, giving the other boy a sidelong glance, hoping he was just passing through.
"It's been a while since we have last met, hasn't it?" Van nodded and bit his tongue, resisting the urge to replay with a "Not long enough." Being in the older boy's presence made him uneasy, being under his scrutinizing stare making his skin crawl. Maybe it was that air of superiority that hung around his group, especially around their leader. Maybe it was that aura of something less then natural emanating from the dark, long-haired boy that looked maybe 17. Whatever it was, Van didn't like it, and preferred to stay away from the trio. To his dismay, Li sat down on the grass across from him, as if he had sensed the boy's unease.
"You may have noticed.The Palazzo is very different from other places."
"Unless you call a whore house where slaves are kept against their wills, normal.." Van retorted, keeping his voice low.
"..Besides the obvious," the other boy finished, looking strangely at the one facing him. "I don't suppose you've noticed anything unusual then, have you?"
"Like what?" Van replied, looking at the ebony colored hair boy warily.
"Like how things change.Hallways formerly leading to one room, suddenly leading to another. Boys with brown eyes, suddenly having blue ones the next day. Boys with fangs, and some with..wings." He gave Van a knowing look, smirking for all he was worth. Van intook a breath sharply, how did he know? Did he know at all, or was this some strange coincidence.
"Actually, I made that all up." Li said with a laugh, noticing the other boy's deep concern. "All except for the wings.. I make a good actor don't I?" Van didn't say anything, he sat there, dangerously quiet, wondering what would happen next.
"Wings you say."
"Yes Van, wings. I'm sure you know much on the subject." He paused, letting that remark settle in. "A certain soldier that was once close to you just happened to blurt out your little secret to me, on purpose or not, I couldn't begin to tell you. All that matters now is that I know."
"So, are you going to tell someone about them? Or are you expecting something from me to keep you silent?" Van wasn't sure what the effect of everyone knowing that he had wings would be, but he didn't want anyone to know.yet.
"Nothing except this." He held up a small, round, pill, blue in color. "Swallow this, and I promise I won't tell anyone. Don't worry, it's non toxic. It won't kill you." Van eyed the pill, not trusting anything the other boy gave him.
"What is it? Why do you want me to eat this?"
"A test. I've had this for a while, and I want to see the effects of it for myself. For what it is, I'll let you find out for yourself. So, swallow or no?" Van glared at the other boy, furious at the fact that a mere pleasure slave was blackmailing him, but he had no choice. He didn't need something that would make him stand out, not in the environment he was in now. He nodded his head, grabbing the pill and swallowing it, waiting for it's effects to start kicking in. After a few minutes, nothing happened. Li shrugged, standing up again.
"Ah, I guess the pill was a dud after all. Oh well, so long Van." With that he turned and left, followed by his entourage who had remained silent the whole time. Van failed to catch the smirk on the boy's face as he exited the area. Van meanwhile, let out a sigh of relief. He was half- afraid his eyes would turn yellow, or his hair, green. Looking around, he decided to go back to his quarters since no one else remained in the garden. Standing up, he noticed a strange tingling in his stomach, and immediately, the pill he had consumed earlier came to mind. He quickly began moving towards his room, no need to bother anyone with him convulsing on the ground, or throwing up his lunch. When he had reached about halfway to his room, the tingling escalated to a mildly burning heat, and the boy groaned, looking down to see. a small tent in his pants. Surprised, to say in the least, he looked frantically around to see if anyone had noticed. No one was left in the garden though, and the sun had begun to set. A few steps later, his legs had turned to jelly, and he fell to his knees on the ground. In a panic, he tried to crawl forwards, but he found that heat had become too strong to ignore. "W..what is this?" Van thought frantically, trying to focus on anything but that burning heat between his legs.
"An aphrodisiac.." Someone murmured in the shadows, to soft for the painfully aroused boy on the floor to hear. Li smirked, watching the boy struggle, suppressing a chuckle that had begun to grow in his throat. He reached down to rub himself; he wouldn't interfere. At least not yet. Not when things were getting so good. Van's pants were now at his knees, one of his cheeks was pressed to the ground, his ass in the air. His hand was rubbing furiously between his legs, all concerns about anyone finding him were lost in his drug-induced lust.
"Please.." he moaned to no one in particular, shuddering as he came into the palm of his own hand. The heat although, hadn't gotten any less. In fact, if anything it had steadily gotten stronger. Van whimpered, thrusting into his hand, trying to quell his burning desire. He was plunged into orgasmic bliss over and over, and still that heat, that insatiable lust, was not subdued. Hot tears rolled down the boy's face as he lay exhausted, yet painfully aroused in the grass, his skin, covered in a thin layer of sweat that shimmered in the moonlight. Li smirked, ready to pounce on his unsuspecting prey, when suddenly..
"Van? What are you doing? Jeez, didn't know you were into that..Get a room." Li cursed the fair headed, green eyed boy now kneeling close to his victim. He backed away into the shadows, his eyes seeming to glowing in the darkness. "Van, seriously, are you okay? I'm going to take you to the infirmary.. Oh gods Van, what happened." All Van could do was shiver at the feeling of his pants being pulled up over hyper-sensitive flesh. Chris half carried, half dragged Van into the nearest building, and the garden was again left in peace, the pale moon shimmering over what remained of Van's disturbing experience.
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Chris x Van, Shadow x Van, Li x Van, Dilandau x Van, Rao x Van . Which one should I continue . hmmm.
Van was flung back wards on the floor at the force of the impact, a twinkle of light on a blade catching his eye, before his own chocolate colored gaze met that of ice. He heard the other man hiss while lowering his sword, issuing the boy on the floor a bone chilling glare, and a kick to the ribs before making his quick, rather harsh exit down the hallway. The dazed boy lifted himself from the ground, shaking his head as if to clear his mind. "Who was that?" He wondered. "And were those.. scars?" He tossed his head back, running one hand through his tousled hair. It didn't matter. he made a mental note to return the hospitality shown to him next time he met the mysterious stranger.
Dancing.
Was one thing that Van was not good at. He stood in the middle of a swirling mass of colorful scarves, twirling bodies twisting and twining together around him to the music of instruments he couldn't recognize. He shifted nervously, feeling strangely out of place and exposed. He was wearing what seemed like a long scarf, coming from around his neck to make an x at his front, and tied in a knot behind his back. Loose silk pants hung low on his waist, and gold bracelets that seemed molded to his skin completed the outfit. Although slightly thin for his age, a lifetime of fighting had left Van with the body of a dancer; a sleek, smooth stomach, his body more lithe then muscular. Sadly, a lifetime of fighting hadn't left him the skills of one. Suddenly the music stopped, along with the dancing slaves, and they all turned towards a man with long silver hair pulled into a high pony tail, who's arms were folded across his chest. The man's silver colored glare-turned-gaze was currently focused on the very flustered Van.
"Why. Aren't. You. Dancing?" The man's voice was cutting and harsh, such contrast to one whom was supposed to be teaching the graceful art of dance.
"I .. I .. can't seem to get the hang of it sir." He looked down at his feet, painfully aware of the gazes of many, all focused on his back. The man starred at him, eyes narrowing into slits.
"Everyone sit down except for Van." He commanded, and everyone sat, not wanting to attract wrath of the Dance Sensai. He snapped his fingers once, and the music started up again. "Now, Dance." Van closed his eyes tight, beginning to sway to the music, feeling foolish. "No, no, that's not dancing. What's wrong with you boy? Just imitate them." He motioned towards the other keys, sitting on the floor watching the flustered Van. The boy sighed, raising his arms above his head, his hips swaying from side to side as he tried to do his best imitation of the boy that had been dancing closet to him. He trailed one hand down his arm and down his chest, his eyes still closed and his lips parted slightly. He opened his eyes to meet the appreciative stare of the dance sensai, who nodded in approval.
"Better, everyone up, now!" Van breathed out a sigh of relief, grateful that the piercing glare of his teacher wasn't on him anymore. The crowd of hushed, huddled bodies suddenly became a writhing mass of vibrant colors, moving in time with the music. Van looked up just in time to see a pair of deep blue eyes wink at him before he turned away, his cheeks turning the lightest shades of pink.
"A long term what?!?" Van exclaimed, as Rao looked around the garden nervously. A few people turned to glance at the strange pair, but dismissed it immediately, it was none of their business.
"It seems that you've caught the eye of someone with either large amount of money, or political status. or both. Many of the higher ups opt for the young and beautiful as their companions.and what better place to find such that fit that criteria then here? Instead of these one night stands, he'll be staying with you in your room, and you'll eat, sleep, and do.. other activities in each other's company." Van sat glaring at the grass, periodically plucking a green strand, twirling it between his fingers before throwing it back down to the earth.
"So, is he old, deformed, why doesn't any woman, or man for that matter, want him?"
"Well. Van, you hope for the old ones. Most don't require your services, they just like having a pretty thing to look at."
"Oh great," Van said, scowling at the ground. "I'm going to be molested by some dirty old man, who can't get any on his own."
"I didn't say he would be old. I was just saying it's a possibility. If it makes you feel better, if your master is 70 or older, he's going to die soon, right?"
"Not soon enough." Van muttered, clawing at the neatly manicured grass. He caught Rao looking up at something in the distance before quickly excusing himself.
"Master Van, if you would excuse me, I have.things that need attending to. I'll see you in the morning." Van nodded, turning around to see the cause of the page's abrupt exit. Seeing three figures approaching, he understood why.
"Good day Van," Li said, looking down at the sitting boy.
"Hello." Van replied, giving the other boy a sidelong glance, hoping he was just passing through.
"It's been a while since we have last met, hasn't it?" Van nodded and bit his tongue, resisting the urge to replay with a "Not long enough." Being in the older boy's presence made him uneasy, being under his scrutinizing stare making his skin crawl. Maybe it was that air of superiority that hung around his group, especially around their leader. Maybe it was that aura of something less then natural emanating from the dark, long-haired boy that looked maybe 17. Whatever it was, Van didn't like it, and preferred to stay away from the trio. To his dismay, Li sat down on the grass across from him, as if he had sensed the boy's unease.
"You may have noticed.The Palazzo is very different from other places."
"Unless you call a whore house where slaves are kept against their wills, normal.." Van retorted, keeping his voice low.
"..Besides the obvious," the other boy finished, looking strangely at the one facing him. "I don't suppose you've noticed anything unusual then, have you?"
"Like what?" Van replied, looking at the ebony colored hair boy warily.
"Like how things change.Hallways formerly leading to one room, suddenly leading to another. Boys with brown eyes, suddenly having blue ones the next day. Boys with fangs, and some with..wings." He gave Van a knowing look, smirking for all he was worth. Van intook a breath sharply, how did he know? Did he know at all, or was this some strange coincidence.
"Actually, I made that all up." Li said with a laugh, noticing the other boy's deep concern. "All except for the wings.. I make a good actor don't I?" Van didn't say anything, he sat there, dangerously quiet, wondering what would happen next.
"Wings you say."
"Yes Van, wings. I'm sure you know much on the subject." He paused, letting that remark settle in. "A certain soldier that was once close to you just happened to blurt out your little secret to me, on purpose or not, I couldn't begin to tell you. All that matters now is that I know."
"So, are you going to tell someone about them? Or are you expecting something from me to keep you silent?" Van wasn't sure what the effect of everyone knowing that he had wings would be, but he didn't want anyone to know.yet.
"Nothing except this." He held up a small, round, pill, blue in color. "Swallow this, and I promise I won't tell anyone. Don't worry, it's non toxic. It won't kill you." Van eyed the pill, not trusting anything the other boy gave him.
"What is it? Why do you want me to eat this?"
"A test. I've had this for a while, and I want to see the effects of it for myself. For what it is, I'll let you find out for yourself. So, swallow or no?" Van glared at the other boy, furious at the fact that a mere pleasure slave was blackmailing him, but he had no choice. He didn't need something that would make him stand out, not in the environment he was in now. He nodded his head, grabbing the pill and swallowing it, waiting for it's effects to start kicking in. After a few minutes, nothing happened. Li shrugged, standing up again.
"Ah, I guess the pill was a dud after all. Oh well, so long Van." With that he turned and left, followed by his entourage who had remained silent the whole time. Van failed to catch the smirk on the boy's face as he exited the area. Van meanwhile, let out a sigh of relief. He was half- afraid his eyes would turn yellow, or his hair, green. Looking around, he decided to go back to his quarters since no one else remained in the garden. Standing up, he noticed a strange tingling in his stomach, and immediately, the pill he had consumed earlier came to mind. He quickly began moving towards his room, no need to bother anyone with him convulsing on the ground, or throwing up his lunch. When he had reached about halfway to his room, the tingling escalated to a mildly burning heat, and the boy groaned, looking down to see. a small tent in his pants. Surprised, to say in the least, he looked frantically around to see if anyone had noticed. No one was left in the garden though, and the sun had begun to set. A few steps later, his legs had turned to jelly, and he fell to his knees on the ground. In a panic, he tried to crawl forwards, but he found that heat had become too strong to ignore. "W..what is this?" Van thought frantically, trying to focus on anything but that burning heat between his legs.
"An aphrodisiac.." Someone murmured in the shadows, to soft for the painfully aroused boy on the floor to hear. Li smirked, watching the boy struggle, suppressing a chuckle that had begun to grow in his throat. He reached down to rub himself; he wouldn't interfere. At least not yet. Not when things were getting so good. Van's pants were now at his knees, one of his cheeks was pressed to the ground, his ass in the air. His hand was rubbing furiously between his legs, all concerns about anyone finding him were lost in his drug-induced lust.
"Please.." he moaned to no one in particular, shuddering as he came into the palm of his own hand. The heat although, hadn't gotten any less. In fact, if anything it had steadily gotten stronger. Van whimpered, thrusting into his hand, trying to quell his burning desire. He was plunged into orgasmic bliss over and over, and still that heat, that insatiable lust, was not subdued. Hot tears rolled down the boy's face as he lay exhausted, yet painfully aroused in the grass, his skin, covered in a thin layer of sweat that shimmered in the moonlight. Li smirked, ready to pounce on his unsuspecting prey, when suddenly..
"Van? What are you doing? Jeez, didn't know you were into that..Get a room." Li cursed the fair headed, green eyed boy now kneeling close to his victim. He backed away into the shadows, his eyes seeming to glowing in the darkness. "Van, seriously, are you okay? I'm going to take you to the infirmary.. Oh gods Van, what happened." All Van could do was shiver at the feeling of his pants being pulled up over hyper-sensitive flesh. Chris half carried, half dragged Van into the nearest building, and the garden was again left in peace, the pale moon shimmering over what remained of Van's disturbing experience.
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Chris x Van, Shadow x Van, Li x Van, Dilandau x Van, Rao x Van . Which one should I continue . hmmm.