Warning: some sexual details and language!
Ch6: Ciel
It had been a good three hundred years since he had felt lips as luscious as Ciel's. Sang smiled as he touched his lips. He smiled as he thought about his love being stuck in the crate in the cargo deck. She wouldn't leave him this time and he would make sure that Yamato wouldn't take her away from him. He refused to lose her again.
Sang looked up and smiled at the two sleeping blonds before him and the growling brunette. None of them knew who he really was, they all thought he was some orphaned kid.
"Hmph" Sang smiled contently.
"Sora…" Sang glared at the older blond. He was going to insure that this was his largest show- and his last!
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Yamato stared at a beautiful beach. He started towards it and smiled as he saw the beautiful clear water. He loved being at the beach. He loved it more then anything and he wanted to go and dive into it.
"Yama?" Yamato stopped as he was knee high into the water. He turned and saw Sora coming towards him. Yamato froze as he stared at Sora.
"Sora?" Yamato ran towards her and smiled as they met in a hug. Yamato smiled at his friend as she smiled up with her wine colored eyes.
"Oh, Yama, I thought I'd never see you guys again." Yamato held Sora to him as he felt his heart skip a few beats. She missed him. No matter if it was a dream, Yamato didn't care. All he cared about was Sora being with him and the fact that she missed him. Him!
"Sora, is this real?" Yamato asked as he held Sora at arms distances. Sora smiled and hugged Yamato again.
"Yes. I hope it is. I don't want to wake up if it isn't." Sora said as she buried her head in Yamato's chest. Yamato smiled and held onto Sora as if he'd lose her if he let go.
"Where are you?" Yamato asked quickly, before he would lose her. "I need to find you." Sora frowned as she looked into the worried blue eyes that shone down on her.
"I'm in a crate. I don't know where." Yamato sighed and glanced at the ocean.
"Let's go swim. We can enjoy each other until we-" A voice cut off Yamato.
"Now landing in Charles De Gaulle Airport." Yamato looked at Sora, but she was gone in a puff of smoke and in her place was a shadowed figure that had silver eyes.
"Too late, Yamato! She's mine!" Everything went dark and Yamato felt himself bouncing.
"SORA!" Yamato sat up and stared around the airplane. Again Takeru and Taichi were staring at Yamato like he was crazy. Yamato shook his head and sighed. In the ten hours it took to get to France he had been awake for less then one hour. There was no way he would be sleeping tonight.
"Onichan, we need to go." Takeru said as he handed Yamato his duffle bag.
"Merci, Takeru." Yamato said in his French accent. He was glad that he was in France, he felt comfortable here. He had spent a lot of his younger childhood with his mother's parents and he loved them for that. He honestly believed that they had stopped him from being his father.
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"Yoshio, where are you going?" Seki asked as he watched Yoshio vanish behind the corner. He was heading for the cargo bay.
"Seki, what are you doing?" Kani asked grabbing Seki's elbow. "Let him go. It'll be less pressure on the group and we'll find him soon enough. We need time apart." Seki nodded and followed Kani towards the waiting cab.
"Bonjour, messieurs et mademoiselle." The taxi man smiled and greeted the six teens. Yamato sensed the sudden tension and spoke to the taxi driver.
"Bonjour, monsieur." Yamato replied. Everybody in the car breathed a sigh of relief that somebody knew the language. Yamato smiled inwardly.
"Où a, monsieur?" Yamato glanced around at the airport and sighed.
"A Lupe rue, maison vingt-un cents cinq, s'il vous plait." Yamato sat back in his seat as the man nodded and started in the direction of the house.
"Wow, Yama, I never knew you spoke French." Yamato smiled.
"One of my hidden talents." Mimi smiled at her friend's calmness. She expected him to be more withdrawn with no Sora, but then again Paris did do things to you that you can't explain.
"Mims, you didn't know that Yamato and Takeru here are half-n-halves?!" Mimi looked at Taichi in shock.
"What?" Takeru sighed as Mimi stared at her two friends. Takeru didn't like France the way his brother did. He wasn't really into learning the language either. He knew enough to get him out of trouble if he got lost, other wise he would just say his grandfather's name and the people normally knew where he was supposed to be.
"Takeru, can you speak French, too?" Mimi asked with joy in her eyes.
"Not really. I know enough to get by." Takeru paused and glanced at his brother who was staring out the window absentmindedly. "I didn't live here a year like Onichan." That got Mimi even more wild up.
"Yamato!" Yamato didn't move, instead he tapped the driver's shoulder as the car came to a stop.
"Excusez-moi, mais t'arretez la, s'il vous plait. J'ai besoin d'un rendez-vous la." Takeru glared at his brother. "S'il vous palit, apportent mes amies a l'address que je t'ai pris." The driver nodded and Yamato got out handing the man a bill. "Merci beaucoup."
"I'll see you at your grandparent's place, Ishida!" Taichi stated as Yamato walked into the building in front of him.
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"Ciel!" Sang grasped Sora's arms as she tried to escape from his grasp. He wanted her so badly, but he refused to take her until she was fully his and there was no Yamato in the picture.
It was so funny that everyone, except Yamato and Sora, knew that they were in love with the other one. Sang despised that in one way, but in the other was grateful that they hadn't done anything to insure he would not be the first to drink Sora's beauty.
"Sang, stop!" Sora's pleads became more and more desperate with each inch he pushed closer to her. He was fully dressed, but Sora, no Sora hadn't had clothes on from the time that he'd taken them from her. He never retrieved one, because of a brilliant plan that came into his mind.
"Ciel, calm thy self. It is not good to be so tense when we do this." Sora's eyes shrunk as she realized what he was going to do to her. She started bucking beneath him, trying with all of her might to get him off of her.
"I'm not Ciel! I'm Sora Takenouchi!" Sang froze as he stared at the girl in his arms. Now he was certain of his original thought. Ciel had been seduced by another man. One that had given her a child and somehow that name and beauty had gone from generation to generation undetected until now. Sora was truly a beauty that deserved her ancestors beauty, but Yamato would not have her.
"You are Ciel!" Sang stared into Sora's eyes as she stared back at him, the terror and urge to fight ceased and was over come with a stupor. "You are Ciel!" Sang kissed Sora's naked stomach and smiled as he traced images on her belly.
"Yama…" Sang looked up in shock. She was under his spell. She shouldn't be able to recall anybody or anything unless Sang wished it.
"Ciel, my love, we must stay together. We won't let anybody get in our way of being one again." Sora nodded and closed her eyes completely. Sang kept one hand tightly around Sora's waist and the other playfully torturing her lower entrance. "What's your name, love?"
"Ciel." Sora whispered as she felt heat rising from inside of her. Sang smiled wickedly at her.
"And who do you love?" Sora stared at Sang, his silver eyes casting a look of love and lust in his eyes.
"You." Sang smiled and lowered his body to Sora's legs. One thing he always did before he started to make love with Ciel was drink her dry, or at least he always thought she was dry, but she always came with more for him. Now he would do the same to his Ciel. Although it wasn't his real Ciel, she would do. Sang smiled mysteriously and started his oral assault on Sora's leg.
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In the back of Sora's mind she knew that she was being molested. She could feel it, but when she looked she saw a mass off blond hair and the first thought that came to her was of Yamato and her body stiffened at the idea of him. Sora was afraid now. She didn't know what to do. She would have to play along with Sang's game and win his trust. Hopefully, she would be allowed to go out. She could easily find Yamato if they were in France. In fact she knew exactly where he was.
'Yama, just wait for me. Please don't give up.' Sora thought as she felt a warm liquid escape from her chest. Sora sat up in shock.
"What the hell?" Sang looked up at her with puppy dog expression, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. Sora slightly gasped as she recognized who he was.
"Sorry, Ciel. I couldn't help myself." Sora glared at him.
"Then no more for you!" Sora stated and pushed him away. She was surprised at the fact that she hadn't recognized him earlier. She had been around him so much.
"Why?" Sang asked looking a little sad at the fact that she was denying him what he wanted.
"You can't go doing that to me! I won't allow it!" Sora didn't know why she was freaking out about the fact that this guy had just started sucking her blood, but she knew she and to keep it calm and cool.
"Fine." Sang sat up and wiped his face before bringing his lips to hers. When he pulled away he was a little dissatisfied with Sora not kissing back, but none the less he let her go.
"I need to get clothes, Sang." Sora cringed at his name. Now she understood why he had changed it. It was a foreshadowing name of what was to become of him.
"Fine." He handed her a shirt and some pants. "Use this. The pin is: 7672. I never understood what the hell that Yamato ass meant when he chose those numbers." Sora's heart skipped a beat. She and Yamato had deciphered their names a long time ago. It was their pager number. His was:9262, while hers was: 7672. She bit her lip so she wouldn't smile.
"Ciel, don't be out too long." Sora nodded and threw the clothes on. Now she just had to figure out where she was.
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Wow I finished this chap in record time. Next one coming soon. Thanks so much for reading.
Ch6: Ciel
It had been a good three hundred years since he had felt lips as luscious as Ciel's. Sang smiled as he touched his lips. He smiled as he thought about his love being stuck in the crate in the cargo deck. She wouldn't leave him this time and he would make sure that Yamato wouldn't take her away from him. He refused to lose her again.
Sang looked up and smiled at the two sleeping blonds before him and the growling brunette. None of them knew who he really was, they all thought he was some orphaned kid.
"Hmph" Sang smiled contently.
"Sora…" Sang glared at the older blond. He was going to insure that this was his largest show- and his last!
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Yamato stared at a beautiful beach. He started towards it and smiled as he saw the beautiful clear water. He loved being at the beach. He loved it more then anything and he wanted to go and dive into it.
"Yama?" Yamato stopped as he was knee high into the water. He turned and saw Sora coming towards him. Yamato froze as he stared at Sora.
"Sora?" Yamato ran towards her and smiled as they met in a hug. Yamato smiled at his friend as she smiled up with her wine colored eyes.
"Oh, Yama, I thought I'd never see you guys again." Yamato held Sora to him as he felt his heart skip a few beats. She missed him. No matter if it was a dream, Yamato didn't care. All he cared about was Sora being with him and the fact that she missed him. Him!
"Sora, is this real?" Yamato asked as he held Sora at arms distances. Sora smiled and hugged Yamato again.
"Yes. I hope it is. I don't want to wake up if it isn't." Sora said as she buried her head in Yamato's chest. Yamato smiled and held onto Sora as if he'd lose her if he let go.
"Where are you?" Yamato asked quickly, before he would lose her. "I need to find you." Sora frowned as she looked into the worried blue eyes that shone down on her.
"I'm in a crate. I don't know where." Yamato sighed and glanced at the ocean.
"Let's go swim. We can enjoy each other until we-" A voice cut off Yamato.
"Now landing in Charles De Gaulle Airport." Yamato looked at Sora, but she was gone in a puff of smoke and in her place was a shadowed figure that had silver eyes.
"Too late, Yamato! She's mine!" Everything went dark and Yamato felt himself bouncing.
"SORA!" Yamato sat up and stared around the airplane. Again Takeru and Taichi were staring at Yamato like he was crazy. Yamato shook his head and sighed. In the ten hours it took to get to France he had been awake for less then one hour. There was no way he would be sleeping tonight.
"Onichan, we need to go." Takeru said as he handed Yamato his duffle bag.
"Merci, Takeru." Yamato said in his French accent. He was glad that he was in France, he felt comfortable here. He had spent a lot of his younger childhood with his mother's parents and he loved them for that. He honestly believed that they had stopped him from being his father.
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"Yoshio, where are you going?" Seki asked as he watched Yoshio vanish behind the corner. He was heading for the cargo bay.
"Seki, what are you doing?" Kani asked grabbing Seki's elbow. "Let him go. It'll be less pressure on the group and we'll find him soon enough. We need time apart." Seki nodded and followed Kani towards the waiting cab.
"Bonjour, messieurs et mademoiselle." The taxi man smiled and greeted the six teens. Yamato sensed the sudden tension and spoke to the taxi driver.
"Bonjour, monsieur." Yamato replied. Everybody in the car breathed a sigh of relief that somebody knew the language. Yamato smiled inwardly.
"Où a, monsieur?" Yamato glanced around at the airport and sighed.
"A Lupe rue, maison vingt-un cents cinq, s'il vous plait." Yamato sat back in his seat as the man nodded and started in the direction of the house.
"Wow, Yama, I never knew you spoke French." Yamato smiled.
"One of my hidden talents." Mimi smiled at her friend's calmness. She expected him to be more withdrawn with no Sora, but then again Paris did do things to you that you can't explain.
"Mims, you didn't know that Yamato and Takeru here are half-n-halves?!" Mimi looked at Taichi in shock.
"What?" Takeru sighed as Mimi stared at her two friends. Takeru didn't like France the way his brother did. He wasn't really into learning the language either. He knew enough to get him out of trouble if he got lost, other wise he would just say his grandfather's name and the people normally knew where he was supposed to be.
"Takeru, can you speak French, too?" Mimi asked with joy in her eyes.
"Not really. I know enough to get by." Takeru paused and glanced at his brother who was staring out the window absentmindedly. "I didn't live here a year like Onichan." That got Mimi even more wild up.
"Yamato!" Yamato didn't move, instead he tapped the driver's shoulder as the car came to a stop.
"Excusez-moi, mais t'arretez la, s'il vous plait. J'ai besoin d'un rendez-vous la." Takeru glared at his brother. "S'il vous palit, apportent mes amies a l'address que je t'ai pris." The driver nodded and Yamato got out handing the man a bill. "Merci beaucoup."
"I'll see you at your grandparent's place, Ishida!" Taichi stated as Yamato walked into the building in front of him.
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"Ciel!" Sang grasped Sora's arms as she tried to escape from his grasp. He wanted her so badly, but he refused to take her until she was fully his and there was no Yamato in the picture.
It was so funny that everyone, except Yamato and Sora, knew that they were in love with the other one. Sang despised that in one way, but in the other was grateful that they hadn't done anything to insure he would not be the first to drink Sora's beauty.
"Sang, stop!" Sora's pleads became more and more desperate with each inch he pushed closer to her. He was fully dressed, but Sora, no Sora hadn't had clothes on from the time that he'd taken them from her. He never retrieved one, because of a brilliant plan that came into his mind.
"Ciel, calm thy self. It is not good to be so tense when we do this." Sora's eyes shrunk as she realized what he was going to do to her. She started bucking beneath him, trying with all of her might to get him off of her.
"I'm not Ciel! I'm Sora Takenouchi!" Sang froze as he stared at the girl in his arms. Now he was certain of his original thought. Ciel had been seduced by another man. One that had given her a child and somehow that name and beauty had gone from generation to generation undetected until now. Sora was truly a beauty that deserved her ancestors beauty, but Yamato would not have her.
"You are Ciel!" Sang stared into Sora's eyes as she stared back at him, the terror and urge to fight ceased and was over come with a stupor. "You are Ciel!" Sang kissed Sora's naked stomach and smiled as he traced images on her belly.
"Yama…" Sang looked up in shock. She was under his spell. She shouldn't be able to recall anybody or anything unless Sang wished it.
"Ciel, my love, we must stay together. We won't let anybody get in our way of being one again." Sora nodded and closed her eyes completely. Sang kept one hand tightly around Sora's waist and the other playfully torturing her lower entrance. "What's your name, love?"
"Ciel." Sora whispered as she felt heat rising from inside of her. Sang smiled wickedly at her.
"And who do you love?" Sora stared at Sang, his silver eyes casting a look of love and lust in his eyes.
"You." Sang smiled and lowered his body to Sora's legs. One thing he always did before he started to make love with Ciel was drink her dry, or at least he always thought she was dry, but she always came with more for him. Now he would do the same to his Ciel. Although it wasn't his real Ciel, she would do. Sang smiled mysteriously and started his oral assault on Sora's leg.
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In the back of Sora's mind she knew that she was being molested. She could feel it, but when she looked she saw a mass off blond hair and the first thought that came to her was of Yamato and her body stiffened at the idea of him. Sora was afraid now. She didn't know what to do. She would have to play along with Sang's game and win his trust. Hopefully, she would be allowed to go out. She could easily find Yamato if they were in France. In fact she knew exactly where he was.
'Yama, just wait for me. Please don't give up.' Sora thought as she felt a warm liquid escape from her chest. Sora sat up in shock.
"What the hell?" Sang looked up at her with puppy dog expression, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. Sora slightly gasped as she recognized who he was.
"Sorry, Ciel. I couldn't help myself." Sora glared at him.
"Then no more for you!" Sora stated and pushed him away. She was surprised at the fact that she hadn't recognized him earlier. She had been around him so much.
"Why?" Sang asked looking a little sad at the fact that she was denying him what he wanted.
"You can't go doing that to me! I won't allow it!" Sora didn't know why she was freaking out about the fact that this guy had just started sucking her blood, but she knew she and to keep it calm and cool.
"Fine." Sang sat up and wiped his face before bringing his lips to hers. When he pulled away he was a little dissatisfied with Sora not kissing back, but none the less he let her go.
"I need to get clothes, Sang." Sora cringed at his name. Now she understood why he had changed it. It was a foreshadowing name of what was to become of him.
"Fine." He handed her a shirt and some pants. "Use this. The pin is: 7672. I never understood what the hell that Yamato ass meant when he chose those numbers." Sora's heart skipped a beat. She and Yamato had deciphered their names a long time ago. It was their pager number. His was:9262, while hers was: 7672. She bit her lip so she wouldn't smile.
"Ciel, don't be out too long." Sora nodded and threw the clothes on. Now she just had to figure out where she was.
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Wow I finished this chap in record time. Next one coming soon. Thanks so much for reading.