Seeing Him Again

Time passed slowly in the kingdoms of the shadow realm. Hansha visited his fiancée often when they were little, though in actuality it was generally an excuse to play with Shiroi. The Blue Eyes White Dragon and the Dark Magician quickly became best friends, the two tearing around the manor causing all sorts of destruction. They had a marvelous time.

When Hansha turned 13, though, he visited less and less often. His training in magic was intensive and took up most of his time. He visited when he got a break, and wrote Shiroi letters when he could, but after a time the visits stopped, and sometime after that, so did the letters.

Shiroi missed his friend, but there were plenty more things to keep him occupied more locally. Such as women. Midori found it greatly amusing that when Shiroi had discovered sex, he no longer said that boys were better than girls.

At twenty years of age, Shiroi had become increasingly popular with all the local dragon girls. It was rare when he did not have a bed partner to keep him company during the night.

Shiroi rolled over one morning to cuddle his current lover close. Ruby, a pretty Red Eyes Black Dragon woman, purred slightly as Shiroi pulled her close to him, taking a few strands of her long black hair to tickle his bare arm with. Shiroi had his trademark grin on, the kind that said he wanted to screw, and he wanted to do it now. Having already sampled of Shiroi's extensive skill, Ruby was happy to oblige.

A heavy pounding at the manor's front door that resounded through all the hallways interrupted, however. "Shiroi!" Gin called from one of the other rooms. "Get the door!"

Shiroi growled, pulling back a little from the warm woman in his bed. "Get it yourself, sludge-for-brains!"  

"Am busy!" Gin shouted back. "You're closest; you get it!"

Ruby giggled softly. "Go get the door, love. Just hurry back to me."

Shiroi kissed her hungrily before he slid out of bed, pulling on pants that were too big for him, not bothering with a belt so he had to hold them on his hips with one hand. "I'll be back before you even miss me," he purred, winking at her.

"Too late," she said back sweetly.

Shiroi laughed as he strolled out of his bedchamber, sliding down the stairs banister, then going to open the door.

Hansha stood outside, his eyes wide as he stared at his half-clothed friend, someone he had not seen for years. Shiroi's white hair was long and a little rumpled, bright blue eyes similarly startled at seeing Hansha.

Then Shiroi brightened, hugging Hansha tightly. "Hansha! I haven't seen you in forever! You finally get a break from that over protective magician school, have you? Come on upstairs, I'll get you a room, and, um…" He looked down at the sagging pants he was wearing, "…give me a minute to get some more clothes on, huh?"

The Dark Magician's gaze trailed down over Shiroi's bare chest, and hips partially exposed by the drooping waistband of the pants. A faint blush colored his cheeks. "Um, yeah… that'd… be fine…"

Hardly noticing Hansha's shy withdrawal, Shiroi grabbed Hansha's hand and pulled him up the stairs to show him to the guest room. Then Shiroi excused himself and ran back to his own room, to dress and to send Ruby home.

Hansha sat down hard on the bed, staring at the door Shiroi had so hurriedly exited through. Heavens, he hadn't seen the Blue Eyes for at least five years, and when he finally manages to find the time to visit, Shiroi had grown to become… well, delicious!

The Dark Magician flushed a little more as he remembered the disheveled state the dragon had answered the door in. It had looked like Shiroi had just had sex… and was probably ready to do so again. This thought was not helping Hansha to stop blushing any time soon.

During all his time training with other magic users, Hansha hadn't ever been very sociable, granted. But there were plenty of nice, even pretty, people around. Some that Hansha had even rather liked in passing. But none had ever been so attractive as Shiroi had been just now.

Hansha groaned. According to his engagement to Midori, Hansha had to be faithful to her. It had always been so easy for him, having never found anyone else he really cared to go after. But considering how… uncomfortable he'd become when he'd seen Shiroi, Hansha was starting to think he was going to have a real problem on his hands now.

He groaned slightly and flopped back on the bed. Maybe he should have just stayed home…