Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz, if I did, then the designs in Gluhen would never have happened ...I also don't own Yami no Matsuei. This fic is only done for fun and to relieve my boredom ...Don't bother suing me, most that you would get is dryer lint.
Warning: This is a Yaoi fic...that means wonderful m/m action, if this offends anyone here, then get out of my site. I didn't force you to come here. If this offends the sensibilities of any parents, then you should be looking after your kids better and not using the computer as a babysitter.
On to the fanfiction. . .
Troubled Times. Epilogue:
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Nagi sits watching the rain splatter against the window. He used to always associate such a dark and dreary night with missions... it always seemed to rain on those nights.
Feeling oddly restless... he climbs the steps to the roof. It was nice to live in the penthouse and have easy access. He steps out into the rain, to the railing at the edge, feeling the lashing of the wind and water. The city is bright, in spite of the rain... Tokyo never really sleeps. He wonders how Brad was doing... his financial empire was growing, Wall Street was good for him.
Looking across the city, he remembers a time when he would never have believed that he would live this long... as a small child, he would have sworn that he was going to die of starvation on the streets, then he was certain that he was going to be bullied to death in Rozenkreuz, after that he was a hundred percent certain that he would die as a member of Schwartz.
Rain soaked through his hair, dripping down his face... almost like tears. It was odd... but in some ways he did miss Schwarz, not the missions... but just being together. They had been the closest thing he'd had to a family. And now they were scattered to the winds.
"i'm not a kid anymore," he says up into the night sky.
Almost against his will, Nagi remembers that fateful night, it had been raining then too, that Schuldig was shot in the heart. They had done everything in their power to save the German turned Japanese... The appearance of Watari in the hospital had been less than reassuring when the blond revealed to them that the red head was dying, and he was there to take Schuschu over to Meifu personally.
That was when everything had started to fall apart. Nagi had withdrawn, Farf had spiraled out of control without the telepath to help quiet the voices... Brad couldn't get either of them to function. They had broken from Esset, somehow the American had bought their freedom. He'd gotten Farf new drugs and therapy and the Irishman had straightened out. Nagi had thrown himself into his studies with a single-mindedness that got him through University in record time.
Now here he is.... older than he had ever thought that he would become. Today was his 28th birthday? Some how, he had managed to survive everything. He had managed to live!
/and if you don't get back down in your apartment and out of the rain, you'll catch pneumonia./
Nagi smiled slightly. /wouldn't be the first time, ne?/
Shimmering into sight next to the telekinetic, Nanjiro throws his arms around Nagi. "Yeah, but as fun as it is to take care of you... I would rather you be healthy."
Admitting the chill, the telekinetic cuddles up against the shinigami as they head for the door. "Healthy is preferable. You remembered..."
"How could I forget... it took me over a week to find your birthday in our records," the shinigami says as he stands up on tip toes and gives his lover a quick kiss on the lips.
"I'm surprised you found it at all..." Nagi opens the door to his apartment, shivering a bit in the warmer air.
Unbuttoning Nagi's shirt, Nanjiro starts to strip the taller man of he wet clothes. "We have two hours before we have to be at the restaurant," he says with a mischievous smirk.
"However shall we fill the time?" The brunette asks, fingers working on Nan's clothes. He leans in to kiss the shinigami.
/i think a shower is in order... / the telepath quips as he accepts the kiss as Nagi's hands dance around the hem of his shirt.
/Showers are nice.../ Somehow they actually manage to make it to the shower without tripping.
Losing the rest of his clothes, the eternal seventeen-year-old turns on the water and steps into the shower holding up a bottle of raspberry scented body-wash. Turning, he looks back at Nagi innocently through the spray with a faint smile on his face.
The brunette smiles back. "And what are you planning to do with that?"
"get in here and find out," nan-kun purrs back.
Nagi grins and joins the shinigami. He sighs with pleasure as the warm water hits his chilled skin. "Standing out in the rain really was stupid, ne?"
Leaning towards Nagi, the shinigami starts to nuzzle his neck. /hai... exceedingly, now i get to make sure that you are all warmed up... you shouldn't be that bad,/ Nanjiro thinks to him as he starts planting kisses while moving down.
Nagi moaned, bracing his hands against the wall as he watches his lover sink. /you'll make me all better... is that it?/ Massaging his lover's thighs, the blue haired boy looks up from where Nagi's exexxiox stands out proud swaying in the steamy shower. The telekinetic swallows, breathless with anticipation. "What... what are you going to do... down there?"
Readjusting his position so that he is kneeling comfortably in front of Nagi, Nanjiro xxaxex a languid xixe ux axx xoxx xxax xexexxaxxe xxaxx xexoxe xxixxixx xix xoxxue ax the xeax ox the exexxiox and finally taking the xeax ixxo his xouxx and xuxxixx on it as though it were a lollypop. /give you three guesses lover, and the first two don't count./
Nagi's knees nearly buckled. He moaned softly, bracing himself more firmly. "oooh... good..."
/wish that i had an ice cube.../ the shinigami thinks off handedly to his lover as he starts to exxuxx the xxxoxxixx xeax in his xouxx.
Nagi moaned again. /I can... 'reach' for one... if you want.../
Pulling back completely, mismatched green eyes look up through long lashes. "Could you get me some crushed ice?" he asks, knowing that he is being completely evil at the moment as he nuzzles Nagi's thigh.
The beleaguered man nods... and concentrates... they can hear the ice machine on fridge, then the ice bucket floats in... half filled with crushed ice. Nagi set it down and took a deep breath. "Will that do?"
"more than enough," he says while taking some of the ice and popping it into his mouth, /thank you./ Without giving warning, Nanjiro leans forward and xaxex Nagi's xoxxxexe xexxxx into his xouxx axaix.... listening for the dark haired man's reaction to the new stimuli.
Nagi's voice hadn't gone that high since he finished puberty. This time, his knees did give out and he would have fallen had he not leaned on Nan for support. "AAAHHH... ccc... ccccold!" The shinigami can't help himself, and starts trying not to laugh around the member currently ixxexxex in his xouxx... and fails miserably. "Eeevil... you're evil..." Nagi shivered, in spite of the hot water pouring down on him.
Xexeaxixx Nagi's oxxax xixx a great deal of xuxxiox, the shinigami leans back on his heels. "Wasn't that why you love me?" he says with a mischievous grin.
The brunette dropped to his knees to kiss the shinigami deeply, one hand searching for the ice bucket. Nagi pulled back, looking Nanjiro in the eyes... "There are many reasons why I love you..." Then he dumped the ice over the blue head and took off for the bedroom, laughing.
"C... CC... COLD!!!"
Taking a few moments to recover from Nagi's surprise, Nanjiro gets up only to find that his lover also turned the shower cold on him as well. Bolting out of the now freezing water, he wraps one of Nagi's terry cloth robes around himself for a little warmth before heading into the bedroom..."and I'm the evil one?"
Nagi was sprawled out on the silk sheets, eyes closed, listening to the rain. "Mmmhmmm... you are... you've also corrupted me... I blame it all on you."
"You know how fuckable you look right now?" Nan asks as he silently stalks over to the bed. "You look so damn sexy just lying there..." To add emphasis to his words, the telepath sends Nagi the current image to his lover...distracting the telekinetic as he pulls a well used tube of lube from the drawer of the night table.
The brunette squirmed a bit. "Do I now?" His legs parted a bit more as he tried to get comfortable... difficult given how his lower half was reacting to Nan's voice and mind.
"I just want to hear you crying out my name as I make you come...I want to see your face flush with passion as you scream out to your deity..." Nanjiro says in a low voice as he climbs up onto the bed in between Nagi's legs. Bending over, he takes the xexxxx back into his xouxx for a moment...before pulling back again, and xixxixx it from xaxe to xeax.
Nagi groaned... "You are my deity..."
Squirting some of the lube out into his hands, he waits for it to warm up before applying it to the erection swaying defiantly in front of his eyes. "I'm not a deity...I'm just your lover," the shinigami murmurs as he wraps his hands around the arousal and gives a few good pumps to coat it with the slick substance.
Midnight eyes opened, meeting mismatched green. "You're the only deity I want." His gaze turned sultry. "And I REALLY want..."
Climbing on all fours over the telekinetic, Nan looks directly into those sultry eyes before kissing Nagi...his tongue reaching for every crevice. One hand goes down to play with a pert nipple. /what do you want.../
Unable to moan for the tongue dueling with his, Nagi settled for squirming under Nan's body. /take me... I want to feel you in me... body and mind.../
/i have a better idea lover. . ./ Nan thinks to the body beneath him that is writhing so exquisitely. Relinquishing his hold on those lovely lips, he starts moving down...Without warning Nagi, he starts to xxoxxy ixxaxe himself, xaxixx his xixe xxeaxxixx his xoxex xixxix his xixxx axx.
The brunette's back arches... but he had enough presence of mind not to xxxuxx ux xixx his xixx. /Nan?!/ His mental voice was concerned... afraid that his beloved wasn't prepared...
A look of pain-pleasure sweeps across the features of the blue haired boy. /my god nagi...what ever the hell you've been eating...knock it off...you're HUGE!/
/considering... that you're the one... who usually feeds me... it's all your fault... che, I'm going to hurt you!/
With Nagi fully xxeaxxex ixxixe him, Nanjiro opens his eyes. "You could never hurt me."
"not on purpose... never on purpose..." Nagi promised again.
"give me just a sec to adjust to you...and then we can go at it like a pair of randy teens... " Nanjiro manages to say with a laugh.
"I miss being a randy teen... you feel so good though..." Nagi kissed the shinigami again. "So warm..."
Xuxxixx xaxx, Nanjiro xxxuxxx xoxx axaixx xouxxxx... "aaah..."
That snapped Nagi's control and he eagerly met the shinigami's motion. "oooh... god you feel good..."
Linking Nagi into his sensations, the shinigami xxaxxx up xixx a xixe xyxxx...xox xoo xexxxe, xux xox xoo xouxx eixxex. Axxxixx his xxxuxxx to his xxoxxaxe, he xexx oux axoxxex xoxx xoax. /not...as incredible...as you...feel./
The telekinetic rests his hands on the blue-haired boy's waist, lending balance and support. /I could do this all night.../
/Na.... ah.... nagi.... our.... reservations..../
/Che... I guess we should... oooh... pick up the pace... we can... do more... after dinner.../
Xxexxxixx his xuxxxex, Nanjiro tries to axx xoxe xxixxiox to xxeix xoxe xaxixx.../haaAaaai...aaah...I...aaaaAAAaah...don't waaaAaant...to lose...aah ....the reser...aaaah...vations./
Nagi joins him... xoaxixx as they xaxe to xoxxxexiox... "Nan... oooh... NAN!!!" He xaxxx oux as his xoxy xixxxexx ux...
Xoaxixx and xaxxixx, Nanjiro exxuxex that eaxx xxaxxix xxxoxe xxxixex axaixxx that xexxixixe xuxxxe of xexxex xixxex ixxixe him..."Naaaa...gi...."
"Nan... I can't... wait..." Xxxeaxixx oux his xxeaxuxe, Nanjiro xoxex xxexxaxuxaxxy...his emotions still being linked to Nagi as his xoxy xixxxexx axoxxx that xxaxx xoxixx in and oux of him. Thoughts and emotions entwined... the brunette falls over the edge with his lover... Leaving them xixx and xaxxixx, trying to find breath and thought.
Laying limply against the telekinetic, Najiro starts playing with a lock of fine silky hair. "No, we are sooo not going to miss this reservation.... I made these plans well over a month ago."
Nagi was quite content to lay right there... "mmm? You haven't even told me where we're going..."
"It's a surprise..." he manages to say through a yawn.
The brunette snuggled closer... he was dangerously close to just falling asleep.
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Turning, Nanjiro brushes some lint from the lapel of Nagi's jacket. "We're late.... " he murmurs, "but at least your presents have all arrived."
As they enter the traditional restaurant, the host immediately looks to Nagi... completely disregarding Nan-kun. The brunette sighed... he should be used to this by now. "Naoe Nagi desu."
"Hai hai, Naoe-sama... the rest of your party are waiting for you. Please follow me."
Nagi nodded and looked apologetically at Nanjiro. /I'm sorry.../
/Hey, it's okay.... not the first time this has happened./ he 'comment's as they walk down the hallway towards their private dinning room.
/What did he mean that the rest of the party was here? This is just you and me, right?/
The older man opens the door revealing four other people in the room. Smiling, Nan-kun looks up at Nagi.../not exactly just us.../
"Nan..." The brunette walked into the room... tears welling up in his midnight eyes.
Brad looks down at his watch with an amused smile. "Eighteen minutes late."
Shaking his head. the blonde pulls long locks back as he fastens them in place, "Happy Birthday Nagi-kun." Schuldig doesn't even bother to unwrap his arms from his partner, Watari, as he looks up and greets his former teammate.
"There was traffic..." Nagi lamely tried to excuse their tardiness even as he walks over to shake Brad's hand... then give Watari and Schu a quick hug.
Nanjiro blushes brightly.../Uhm, nagi, they know that it was nooooo traffic...schuschu checked up on us/
Suddenly the brunette is even redder than his lover. "thanks for warning me!" He hisses even as everyone else starts laughing at them. Schu give them a saucy wink.
"Couldn't wait to start the party, ne?"
As they accomodate themselves, Watari informs the new comers on the state of the two clones, Mastermind and Prodigy...and their travels in GenSouKai, as well as the fact that Sohryu seems to be ready to wring the laters neck since he was caught with his son, Kijin.
Nagi shook his head... taking a bit of sushi. He and Prodigy, while never really becoming friends, had reached an understanding. He hoped Kijin could calm his father down... or that the clone could run VERY fast...
"Mastermind seems not to show very much discrimination with who he sleeps with," Nanjiro chimes in, "Touda, Suzaku, Byakko, Rikugou, Kouchin and some panther shiki... I still can't believe that he bedded Kurikura. He seems to be as promiscuous as Yohji was before he finally settled down with Omi."
"Well at least Mastermind can't 'catch' anything..." Nagi mused quietly.
Something finally dawns on Nanjiro, "Watari, your male again?"
"Hei, I only needed to be female for the mission that Schuschu and I finished up today. Besides, I tihnk that Schu was about to go nuts since I laid down the rule of no sex while I'm female..."
Nagi just shook his head as Farf made some comment about messing with nature. He was doing well in his new profession... he'd always liked animals... being a vet seemed to suit the Irishman.
Watari just shook his head replying that since it was nature that gave him his intellect, why not use it? Then again, it wasn't as though he stayed female...especially since he found a few major disadvantages with the new form.
Nagi smirked... and refrained from commenting on the ONE and ONLY time the blond had gotten a period. The girls had found it endlessly amusing... everyone else was quite squicked by the whole thing. He finished his sushi and sipped at the tea.
Idle chit chat is sprinkle throughout the dinner, new information is shared about each other's lives...the clairvoyant comments on how proud he is about the fact that he will soon be a father. As they finish up with their meals, a large elaborately decorated cake is brought out, candles burning brightly...beacons illuminating the fact that Nagi has indeed made it this far in life. Just as the cake is set down, Brad lets them know that they should sing quickly, since Watari and Schuldig will have to be leaving soon.
Just as the American predicted, the song is barely finished when the blonde's celphone rings...Tatsumi, informing Watari and Schuldig that there is an emergency within their block.
Nagi thanked them, waving off Watari's attempts to apologize. "Come over tomorrow if you have time, I'll save you some cake."
Nanjiro chuckles slightly as he watches the two partners shimmer out of sight...knowing that Schuldig is going to end up dragging Watari into the lab and screw him senseless before the meeting, and that the rest of the telepaths in the area are going to help cover them... mostly out of gratitude of being able to safely drink coffee ever since the German born was partnered with the somewhat reckless scientist.
With their departure, it seemed as if the life had mostly gone out of the party. They all had their pieces of cake and got ready to depart. Nagi asked Brad to call when the child was born and made plans to go to the new exhibit at the zoo with Farf in a couple weeks. The older men left, leaving only Nagi and Nanjiro. The brunette cuddled against his lover. "Thank you."
Nuzzling against Nagi's neck, the blue haired shinigami smiles, "No need to thank me..."
"It means so much though... to see them again. My goodness... who'd have thought Brad would be expecting a kid?!"
"Especially since he just met the mother a few weeks ago..."
"WHAT?!"
A hand slides up the brunette's thigh and begins massaging the muscle there. "baaaka...he see's the future, and he mentioned the woman, what was her name...Ami, in his last email...the one that you kept putting off for later to read."
Nagi looked a little sheepish. "Opps... I forgot about that. Are we done? I'd really like to go home."
The shinigami pays the bill, with Nagi feeling more than a little guilty...since he once was able to find out how much his lover really earned, and knew that the boy's salary really was exceedingly low. He was always impressed with how Nanjiro managed to make ends meet on the pitance of a salary that he made weekly... But he also knew, Nan would under NO circumstances allow him to pay for his own birthday dinner. So Nagi just tried to make sure he had the shinigami over to his apartment frequently, supplying food and heat and other things that add up.
Hand in hand they leave the restaurant, ignoring the looks they recieve from everyone...They'd already been in a small fight once when a man had critisized Nagi for dating someone that was at least ten years younger than himself. Nan had been rather flattered when the brunnette had stood up for him. That was something that Atsumi never did for him in their time together...and actually blamed him for the fact that he never aged when they arrived back to the apartment...usually ending up with himself getting a few bruises at the very least. /.I love you.../
/I love you too... you are the most wonderful boyfriend in all three worlds!/
Dragging Nagi into an alleyway, they dissapear...only to arrive back at the telekinetic's apartment, and Nagi finds himself with more than an armfull of shinigami. Kissing the brunnette's neck, Nan wraps his legs around slender hips..."When is the deadline for your next novel?" he asks between kisses.
The telekinetic moans... "It's finished... I sent it off yesterday." He answered around the kisses the shinigami was bestowing him with.
"I say we make your birthday celebration last for at least another few weeks..."
Nagi grinned... "How ever are you going to do that?"
Flexing his legs, Nanjiro presses his awakening memeber against his lover's hip..."I'd say a good way to do that is by screwing each other silly till we lose complete track of reality?"
"I'm quite... ooh... fond of that idea..." His hands started to wander over and into the shinigami's clothing.
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It's the middle of the night when a sharp pain in his side wakes him...and Nanjiro is there waiting with a cup of hot tea. Of course the telepath would have known there was something wrong.
"Nagi, drink this, I made it specially for you. . . ." the shinigami says with a sad look in his eyes.
He finds it impossible to sit... and difficult to breath. "Nan... what... wrong?" His hand was shaking so hard he couldn't even grasp the cup.
Slipping back into the bed, the blue haired boy helps his lover to drink the medice laced tea. "This will make you feel better soon. . ." he says with a small peck on Nagi's forhead.
"Did... I get... sick... from the... rain? Hard... breath..." He relished the gentle touches, but he'd never felt this poorly before.
"No love...it wasn't the rain."
"Nan... scared..." His whole body was starting to shake. A couple tears ran hotly down his grey face.
"Do you trust me?"
Unable to speak, unable to catch his breath... Nagi nodded.
Helping Nagi finish the last of the tea, Nanjiro wraps himself around his lover. "Brad, Schuldig, Watari...and even Farfellow knew...Tonight is the night you die."
Midnight eyes filled with fear. 'what?' he mouthed. 'how?'
/congenital defect of the heart...estet never bothered to deal with it...they never expected you to live this long love. I'm supposed to bring you back to meifu with me.../
/but... will I get to stay/ Everything was starting to get fuzzy... the only thing Nagi could see clearly were the mismatched green eyes.
/sei-chan quit when she heard that you were already being considered to take a position as a shinigami...i did everything i could...you'll be a gate keeper, like me./ Nanjiro 'says' as he leans forward to kiss his lover one last time while he still draws breath as a human.
/i... love... you.../ And Naoe Nagi was still.
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AN: Hope that all enjoyed the epilogue. Yannie and I believe that this ties up just about all the loose threads that were running through Troubled Times. Now excuse us as we go hide in the PPBS before anyone decides to attack us for ending it with Nagi's demise.
Kiki: For those that have expressed concern for my mother, what is ailing her, it is just a simple case of her not taking proper care even though she has diabetes, high blood pressure and a tendency to become anemic. (yeah, leave me to be the one that gets stressed out when something happens.) It seems that she is taking better care of herself now... Maybe this is because ALL her doctors told her how lucky she is to be KEEPING her foot because someone all but strong armed her into going to the hospital (I told her that I was going to call 911 on her if she didn't go). The infection was literally caught in the nick of time... Even though, they still had to remove some of the bone from her heel.
She is currently in physical therapy, and going on a weekly basis. Thank goodness that the hospital isn't that far from where we live. But she is a lot perkier now. I suppose that the threat of starting to lose limbs is making her realize what a gift it is to be able to move under your own power? Okay, so she moves with a cane, but still...
Lesson learned from this? When a person with diabetes, high blood pressure, anemia and diabetic neuropathy says that they don't want to go to the hospital... Even after you point out the little splotches of blood that they are leaving on the floor in their wake, DON'T LISTEN TO THEM!!! If they don't want to go, just call 911 on them... 911 sends up a nice technician who will diagnose the problem there, and they will take the person to the hospital in an ambulance. No fuss, no muss. .
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Yue Kisaragi: Now you know what happened to everyone. Uhm except for Muraki, but who really needs to know about him?
Warning: This is a Yaoi fic...that means wonderful m/m action, if this offends anyone here, then get out of my site. I didn't force you to come here. If this offends the sensibilities of any parents, then you should be looking after your kids better and not using the computer as a babysitter.
On to the fanfiction. . .
Troubled Times. Epilogue:
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Nagi sits watching the rain splatter against the window. He used to always associate such a dark and dreary night with missions... it always seemed to rain on those nights.
Feeling oddly restless... he climbs the steps to the roof. It was nice to live in the penthouse and have easy access. He steps out into the rain, to the railing at the edge, feeling the lashing of the wind and water. The city is bright, in spite of the rain... Tokyo never really sleeps. He wonders how Brad was doing... his financial empire was growing, Wall Street was good for him.
Looking across the city, he remembers a time when he would never have believed that he would live this long... as a small child, he would have sworn that he was going to die of starvation on the streets, then he was certain that he was going to be bullied to death in Rozenkreuz, after that he was a hundred percent certain that he would die as a member of Schwartz.
Rain soaked through his hair, dripping down his face... almost like tears. It was odd... but in some ways he did miss Schwarz, not the missions... but just being together. They had been the closest thing he'd had to a family. And now they were scattered to the winds.
"i'm not a kid anymore," he says up into the night sky.
Almost against his will, Nagi remembers that fateful night, it had been raining then too, that Schuldig was shot in the heart. They had done everything in their power to save the German turned Japanese... The appearance of Watari in the hospital had been less than reassuring when the blond revealed to them that the red head was dying, and he was there to take Schuschu over to Meifu personally.
That was when everything had started to fall apart. Nagi had withdrawn, Farf had spiraled out of control without the telepath to help quiet the voices... Brad couldn't get either of them to function. They had broken from Esset, somehow the American had bought their freedom. He'd gotten Farf new drugs and therapy and the Irishman had straightened out. Nagi had thrown himself into his studies with a single-mindedness that got him through University in record time.
Now here he is.... older than he had ever thought that he would become. Today was his 28th birthday? Some how, he had managed to survive everything. He had managed to live!
/and if you don't get back down in your apartment and out of the rain, you'll catch pneumonia./
Nagi smiled slightly. /wouldn't be the first time, ne?/
Shimmering into sight next to the telekinetic, Nanjiro throws his arms around Nagi. "Yeah, but as fun as it is to take care of you... I would rather you be healthy."
Admitting the chill, the telekinetic cuddles up against the shinigami as they head for the door. "Healthy is preferable. You remembered..."
"How could I forget... it took me over a week to find your birthday in our records," the shinigami says as he stands up on tip toes and gives his lover a quick kiss on the lips.
"I'm surprised you found it at all..." Nagi opens the door to his apartment, shivering a bit in the warmer air.
Unbuttoning Nagi's shirt, Nanjiro starts to strip the taller man of he wet clothes. "We have two hours before we have to be at the restaurant," he says with a mischievous smirk.
"However shall we fill the time?" The brunette asks, fingers working on Nan's clothes. He leans in to kiss the shinigami.
/i think a shower is in order... / the telepath quips as he accepts the kiss as Nagi's hands dance around the hem of his shirt.
/Showers are nice.../ Somehow they actually manage to make it to the shower without tripping.
Losing the rest of his clothes, the eternal seventeen-year-old turns on the water and steps into the shower holding up a bottle of raspberry scented body-wash. Turning, he looks back at Nagi innocently through the spray with a faint smile on his face.
The brunette smiles back. "And what are you planning to do with that?"
"get in here and find out," nan-kun purrs back.
Nagi grins and joins the shinigami. He sighs with pleasure as the warm water hits his chilled skin. "Standing out in the rain really was stupid, ne?"
Leaning towards Nagi, the shinigami starts to nuzzle his neck. /hai... exceedingly, now i get to make sure that you are all warmed up... you shouldn't be that bad,/ Nanjiro thinks to him as he starts planting kisses while moving down.
Nagi moaned, bracing his hands against the wall as he watches his lover sink. /you'll make me all better... is that it?/ Massaging his lover's thighs, the blue haired boy looks up from where Nagi's exexxiox stands out proud swaying in the steamy shower. The telekinetic swallows, breathless with anticipation. "What... what are you going to do... down there?"
Readjusting his position so that he is kneeling comfortably in front of Nagi, Nanjiro xxaxex a languid xixe ux axx xoxx xxax xexexxaxxe xxaxx xexoxe xxixxixx xix xoxxue ax the xeax ox the exexxiox and finally taking the xeax ixxo his xouxx and xuxxixx on it as though it were a lollypop. /give you three guesses lover, and the first two don't count./
Nagi's knees nearly buckled. He moaned softly, bracing himself more firmly. "oooh... good..."
/wish that i had an ice cube.../ the shinigami thinks off handedly to his lover as he starts to exxuxx the xxxoxxixx xeax in his xouxx.
Nagi moaned again. /I can... 'reach' for one... if you want.../
Pulling back completely, mismatched green eyes look up through long lashes. "Could you get me some crushed ice?" he asks, knowing that he is being completely evil at the moment as he nuzzles Nagi's thigh.
The beleaguered man nods... and concentrates... they can hear the ice machine on fridge, then the ice bucket floats in... half filled with crushed ice. Nagi set it down and took a deep breath. "Will that do?"
"more than enough," he says while taking some of the ice and popping it into his mouth, /thank you./ Without giving warning, Nanjiro leans forward and xaxex Nagi's xoxxxexe xexxxx into his xouxx axaix.... listening for the dark haired man's reaction to the new stimuli.
Nagi's voice hadn't gone that high since he finished puberty. This time, his knees did give out and he would have fallen had he not leaned on Nan for support. "AAAHHH... ccc... ccccold!" The shinigami can't help himself, and starts trying not to laugh around the member currently ixxexxex in his xouxx... and fails miserably. "Eeevil... you're evil..." Nagi shivered, in spite of the hot water pouring down on him.
Xexeaxixx Nagi's oxxax xixx a great deal of xuxxiox, the shinigami leans back on his heels. "Wasn't that why you love me?" he says with a mischievous grin.
The brunette dropped to his knees to kiss the shinigami deeply, one hand searching for the ice bucket. Nagi pulled back, looking Nanjiro in the eyes... "There are many reasons why I love you..." Then he dumped the ice over the blue head and took off for the bedroom, laughing.
"C... CC... COLD!!!"
Taking a few moments to recover from Nagi's surprise, Nanjiro gets up only to find that his lover also turned the shower cold on him as well. Bolting out of the now freezing water, he wraps one of Nagi's terry cloth robes around himself for a little warmth before heading into the bedroom..."and I'm the evil one?"
Nagi was sprawled out on the silk sheets, eyes closed, listening to the rain. "Mmmhmmm... you are... you've also corrupted me... I blame it all on you."
"You know how fuckable you look right now?" Nan asks as he silently stalks over to the bed. "You look so damn sexy just lying there..." To add emphasis to his words, the telepath sends Nagi the current image to his lover...distracting the telekinetic as he pulls a well used tube of lube from the drawer of the night table.
The brunette squirmed a bit. "Do I now?" His legs parted a bit more as he tried to get comfortable... difficult given how his lower half was reacting to Nan's voice and mind.
"I just want to hear you crying out my name as I make you come...I want to see your face flush with passion as you scream out to your deity..." Nanjiro says in a low voice as he climbs up onto the bed in between Nagi's legs. Bending over, he takes the xexxxx back into his xouxx for a moment...before pulling back again, and xixxixx it from xaxe to xeax.
Nagi groaned... "You are my deity..."
Squirting some of the lube out into his hands, he waits for it to warm up before applying it to the erection swaying defiantly in front of his eyes. "I'm not a deity...I'm just your lover," the shinigami murmurs as he wraps his hands around the arousal and gives a few good pumps to coat it with the slick substance.
Midnight eyes opened, meeting mismatched green. "You're the only deity I want." His gaze turned sultry. "And I REALLY want..."
Climbing on all fours over the telekinetic, Nan looks directly into those sultry eyes before kissing Nagi...his tongue reaching for every crevice. One hand goes down to play with a pert nipple. /what do you want.../
Unable to moan for the tongue dueling with his, Nagi settled for squirming under Nan's body. /take me... I want to feel you in me... body and mind.../
/i have a better idea lover. . ./ Nan thinks to the body beneath him that is writhing so exquisitely. Relinquishing his hold on those lovely lips, he starts moving down...Without warning Nagi, he starts to xxoxxy ixxaxe himself, xaxixx his xixe xxeaxxixx his xoxex xixxix his xixxx axx.
The brunette's back arches... but he had enough presence of mind not to xxxuxx ux xixx his xixx. /Nan?!/ His mental voice was concerned... afraid that his beloved wasn't prepared...
A look of pain-pleasure sweeps across the features of the blue haired boy. /my god nagi...what ever the hell you've been eating...knock it off...you're HUGE!/
/considering... that you're the one... who usually feeds me... it's all your fault... che, I'm going to hurt you!/
With Nagi fully xxeaxxex ixxixe him, Nanjiro opens his eyes. "You could never hurt me."
"not on purpose... never on purpose..." Nagi promised again.
"give me just a sec to adjust to you...and then we can go at it like a pair of randy teens... " Nanjiro manages to say with a laugh.
"I miss being a randy teen... you feel so good though..." Nagi kissed the shinigami again. "So warm..."
Xuxxixx xaxx, Nanjiro xxxuxxx xoxx axaixx xouxxxx... "aaah..."
That snapped Nagi's control and he eagerly met the shinigami's motion. "oooh... god you feel good..."
Linking Nagi into his sensations, the shinigami xxaxxx up xixx a xixe xyxxx...xox xoo xexxxe, xux xox xoo xouxx eixxex. Axxxixx his xxxuxxx to his xxoxxaxe, he xexx oux axoxxex xoxx xoax. /not...as incredible...as you...feel./
The telekinetic rests his hands on the blue-haired boy's waist, lending balance and support. /I could do this all night.../
/Na.... ah.... nagi.... our.... reservations..../
/Che... I guess we should... oooh... pick up the pace... we can... do more... after dinner.../
Xxexxxixx his xuxxxex, Nanjiro tries to axx xoxe xxixxiox to xxeix xoxe xaxixx.../haaAaaai...aaah...I...aaaaAAAaah...don't waaaAaant...to lose...aah ....the reser...aaaah...vations./
Nagi joins him... xoaxixx as they xaxe to xoxxxexiox... "Nan... oooh... NAN!!!" He xaxxx oux as his xoxy xixxxexx ux...
Xoaxixx and xaxxixx, Nanjiro exxuxex that eaxx xxaxxix xxxoxe xxxixex axaixxx that xexxixixe xuxxxe of xexxex xixxex ixxixe him..."Naaaa...gi...."
"Nan... I can't... wait..." Xxxeaxixx oux his xxeaxuxe, Nanjiro xoxex xxexxaxuxaxxy...his emotions still being linked to Nagi as his xoxy xixxxexx axoxxx that xxaxx xoxixx in and oux of him. Thoughts and emotions entwined... the brunette falls over the edge with his lover... Leaving them xixx and xaxxixx, trying to find breath and thought.
Laying limply against the telekinetic, Najiro starts playing with a lock of fine silky hair. "No, we are sooo not going to miss this reservation.... I made these plans well over a month ago."
Nagi was quite content to lay right there... "mmm? You haven't even told me where we're going..."
"It's a surprise..." he manages to say through a yawn.
The brunette snuggled closer... he was dangerously close to just falling asleep.
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Turning, Nanjiro brushes some lint from the lapel of Nagi's jacket. "We're late.... " he murmurs, "but at least your presents have all arrived."
As they enter the traditional restaurant, the host immediately looks to Nagi... completely disregarding Nan-kun. The brunette sighed... he should be used to this by now. "Naoe Nagi desu."
"Hai hai, Naoe-sama... the rest of your party are waiting for you. Please follow me."
Nagi nodded and looked apologetically at Nanjiro. /I'm sorry.../
/Hey, it's okay.... not the first time this has happened./ he 'comment's as they walk down the hallway towards their private dinning room.
/What did he mean that the rest of the party was here? This is just you and me, right?/
The older man opens the door revealing four other people in the room. Smiling, Nan-kun looks up at Nagi.../not exactly just us.../
"Nan..." The brunette walked into the room... tears welling up in his midnight eyes.
Brad looks down at his watch with an amused smile. "Eighteen minutes late."
Shaking his head. the blonde pulls long locks back as he fastens them in place, "Happy Birthday Nagi-kun." Schuldig doesn't even bother to unwrap his arms from his partner, Watari, as he looks up and greets his former teammate.
"There was traffic..." Nagi lamely tried to excuse their tardiness even as he walks over to shake Brad's hand... then give Watari and Schu a quick hug.
Nanjiro blushes brightly.../Uhm, nagi, they know that it was nooooo traffic...schuschu checked up on us/
Suddenly the brunette is even redder than his lover. "thanks for warning me!" He hisses even as everyone else starts laughing at them. Schu give them a saucy wink.
"Couldn't wait to start the party, ne?"
As they accomodate themselves, Watari informs the new comers on the state of the two clones, Mastermind and Prodigy...and their travels in GenSouKai, as well as the fact that Sohryu seems to be ready to wring the laters neck since he was caught with his son, Kijin.
Nagi shook his head... taking a bit of sushi. He and Prodigy, while never really becoming friends, had reached an understanding. He hoped Kijin could calm his father down... or that the clone could run VERY fast...
"Mastermind seems not to show very much discrimination with who he sleeps with," Nanjiro chimes in, "Touda, Suzaku, Byakko, Rikugou, Kouchin and some panther shiki... I still can't believe that he bedded Kurikura. He seems to be as promiscuous as Yohji was before he finally settled down with Omi."
"Well at least Mastermind can't 'catch' anything..." Nagi mused quietly.
Something finally dawns on Nanjiro, "Watari, your male again?"
"Hei, I only needed to be female for the mission that Schuschu and I finished up today. Besides, I tihnk that Schu was about to go nuts since I laid down the rule of no sex while I'm female..."
Nagi just shook his head as Farf made some comment about messing with nature. He was doing well in his new profession... he'd always liked animals... being a vet seemed to suit the Irishman.
Watari just shook his head replying that since it was nature that gave him his intellect, why not use it? Then again, it wasn't as though he stayed female...especially since he found a few major disadvantages with the new form.
Nagi smirked... and refrained from commenting on the ONE and ONLY time the blond had gotten a period. The girls had found it endlessly amusing... everyone else was quite squicked by the whole thing. He finished his sushi and sipped at the tea.
Idle chit chat is sprinkle throughout the dinner, new information is shared about each other's lives...the clairvoyant comments on how proud he is about the fact that he will soon be a father. As they finish up with their meals, a large elaborately decorated cake is brought out, candles burning brightly...beacons illuminating the fact that Nagi has indeed made it this far in life. Just as the cake is set down, Brad lets them know that they should sing quickly, since Watari and Schuldig will have to be leaving soon.
Just as the American predicted, the song is barely finished when the blonde's celphone rings...Tatsumi, informing Watari and Schuldig that there is an emergency within their block.
Nagi thanked them, waving off Watari's attempts to apologize. "Come over tomorrow if you have time, I'll save you some cake."
Nanjiro chuckles slightly as he watches the two partners shimmer out of sight...knowing that Schuldig is going to end up dragging Watari into the lab and screw him senseless before the meeting, and that the rest of the telepaths in the area are going to help cover them... mostly out of gratitude of being able to safely drink coffee ever since the German born was partnered with the somewhat reckless scientist.
With their departure, it seemed as if the life had mostly gone out of the party. They all had their pieces of cake and got ready to depart. Nagi asked Brad to call when the child was born and made plans to go to the new exhibit at the zoo with Farf in a couple weeks. The older men left, leaving only Nagi and Nanjiro. The brunette cuddled against his lover. "Thank you."
Nuzzling against Nagi's neck, the blue haired shinigami smiles, "No need to thank me..."
"It means so much though... to see them again. My goodness... who'd have thought Brad would be expecting a kid?!"
"Especially since he just met the mother a few weeks ago..."
"WHAT?!"
A hand slides up the brunette's thigh and begins massaging the muscle there. "baaaka...he see's the future, and he mentioned the woman, what was her name...Ami, in his last email...the one that you kept putting off for later to read."
Nagi looked a little sheepish. "Opps... I forgot about that. Are we done? I'd really like to go home."
The shinigami pays the bill, with Nagi feeling more than a little guilty...since he once was able to find out how much his lover really earned, and knew that the boy's salary really was exceedingly low. He was always impressed with how Nanjiro managed to make ends meet on the pitance of a salary that he made weekly... But he also knew, Nan would under NO circumstances allow him to pay for his own birthday dinner. So Nagi just tried to make sure he had the shinigami over to his apartment frequently, supplying food and heat and other things that add up.
Hand in hand they leave the restaurant, ignoring the looks they recieve from everyone...They'd already been in a small fight once when a man had critisized Nagi for dating someone that was at least ten years younger than himself. Nan had been rather flattered when the brunnette had stood up for him. That was something that Atsumi never did for him in their time together...and actually blamed him for the fact that he never aged when they arrived back to the apartment...usually ending up with himself getting a few bruises at the very least. /.I love you.../
/I love you too... you are the most wonderful boyfriend in all three worlds!/
Dragging Nagi into an alleyway, they dissapear...only to arrive back at the telekinetic's apartment, and Nagi finds himself with more than an armfull of shinigami. Kissing the brunnette's neck, Nan wraps his legs around slender hips..."When is the deadline for your next novel?" he asks between kisses.
The telekinetic moans... "It's finished... I sent it off yesterday." He answered around the kisses the shinigami was bestowing him with.
"I say we make your birthday celebration last for at least another few weeks..."
Nagi grinned... "How ever are you going to do that?"
Flexing his legs, Nanjiro presses his awakening memeber against his lover's hip..."I'd say a good way to do that is by screwing each other silly till we lose complete track of reality?"
"I'm quite... ooh... fond of that idea..." His hands started to wander over and into the shinigami's clothing.
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It's the middle of the night when a sharp pain in his side wakes him...and Nanjiro is there waiting with a cup of hot tea. Of course the telepath would have known there was something wrong.
"Nagi, drink this, I made it specially for you. . . ." the shinigami says with a sad look in his eyes.
He finds it impossible to sit... and difficult to breath. "Nan... what... wrong?" His hand was shaking so hard he couldn't even grasp the cup.
Slipping back into the bed, the blue haired boy helps his lover to drink the medice laced tea. "This will make you feel better soon. . ." he says with a small peck on Nagi's forhead.
"Did... I get... sick... from the... rain? Hard... breath..." He relished the gentle touches, but he'd never felt this poorly before.
"No love...it wasn't the rain."
"Nan... scared..." His whole body was starting to shake. A couple tears ran hotly down his grey face.
"Do you trust me?"
Unable to speak, unable to catch his breath... Nagi nodded.
Helping Nagi finish the last of the tea, Nanjiro wraps himself around his lover. "Brad, Schuldig, Watari...and even Farfellow knew...Tonight is the night you die."
Midnight eyes filled with fear. 'what?' he mouthed. 'how?'
/congenital defect of the heart...estet never bothered to deal with it...they never expected you to live this long love. I'm supposed to bring you back to meifu with me.../
/but... will I get to stay/ Everything was starting to get fuzzy... the only thing Nagi could see clearly were the mismatched green eyes.
/sei-chan quit when she heard that you were already being considered to take a position as a shinigami...i did everything i could...you'll be a gate keeper, like me./ Nanjiro 'says' as he leans forward to kiss his lover one last time while he still draws breath as a human.
/i... love... you.../ And Naoe Nagi was still.
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AN: Hope that all enjoyed the epilogue. Yannie and I believe that this ties up just about all the loose threads that were running through Troubled Times. Now excuse us as we go hide in the PPBS before anyone decides to attack us for ending it with Nagi's demise.
Kiki: For those that have expressed concern for my mother, what is ailing her, it is just a simple case of her not taking proper care even though she has diabetes, high blood pressure and a tendency to become anemic. (yeah, leave me to be the one that gets stressed out when something happens.) It seems that she is taking better care of herself now... Maybe this is because ALL her doctors told her how lucky she is to be KEEPING her foot because someone all but strong armed her into going to the hospital (I told her that I was going to call 911 on her if she didn't go). The infection was literally caught in the nick of time... Even though, they still had to remove some of the bone from her heel.
She is currently in physical therapy, and going on a weekly basis. Thank goodness that the hospital isn't that far from where we live. But she is a lot perkier now. I suppose that the threat of starting to lose limbs is making her realize what a gift it is to be able to move under your own power? Okay, so she moves with a cane, but still...
Lesson learned from this? When a person with diabetes, high blood pressure, anemia and diabetic neuropathy says that they don't want to go to the hospital... Even after you point out the little splotches of blood that they are leaving on the floor in their wake, DON'T LISTEN TO THEM!!! If they don't want to go, just call 911 on them... 911 sends up a nice technician who will diagnose the problem there, and they will take the person to the hospital in an ambulance. No fuss, no muss. .
Response to Reviews (ff. net):
Hotaru Muraki: Exhaustion is not such a bad thing in itself... Though, it would be better if it weren't due to an on going medical condtion. -.-;;; But thank you for enjoying this fic, and try not to fall asleep at work... That is never a really good thing to do.
Kitsune Blood: You started watching Weiss Kreuz because of this fic? Oh my goodness! Congratulations and welcome to the WK fandom. XD
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The Chaotic Ones: Oops, I guess that we'll never really know what happened to Muraki, will we? I would also say that it's rather safe to assume that Nagi and Nanjiro will be doing the 'happily ever after' bit, at least till Yanagi and I decide to torment them once more... Errr, I mean, play with them. Turns out that Prodigy got together with Kijin (son of Sohryu) and Mastermind is basically sleeping with most shikigami indiscriminately.
Yue Kisaragi: Now you know what happened to everyone. Uhm except for Muraki, but who really needs to know about him?