No, scratch that, he was furious.
What was wrong with Tsuzuki? He could feel the emotions and they were spiking.
It had something to do with him, but Tsuzuki was lying about it. Angrily stalking through the corridors he cursed his partner. He finally arrived in a more secluded area and plopped down against the wall, raking shaky fingers through his long bangs. His own emotions were raging and it was never a good sign.
Hisoka inhaled deeply, trying to center himself. It took a while, but he quieted down and after several more minutes he had reached a level of calmness.
And he could analyze Tsuzuki Asato.
Well, as much as this enigma could be analyzed.
Something had upset the older shinigami greatly. It had started about a week ago and steadily grown worse.
Right after his visit to GensouKai, Hisoka thought.
Okay, what could have happened? And what were the emotions he was receiving?
Confusion. Deep confusion. And desperation. There was a touch of affection, of love, when he looked at Hisoka, and the young shinigami felt something inside of him flutter.
His own feelings concerning the man who was his partner weren't any less confused, but he had made up his mind a while ago. He wanted to be close to this man. Not just at work or in strength; he wanted to be emotionally close.
He had fallen in love, he had decided. He loved Tsuzuki. The sheer spirit and strength and the agile mind hidden behind that child-like innocence and playfulness. Tsuzuki was a mystery wrapped in an enigma running around in a circle of riddles, but Hisoka was slowly deciphering it.
Until now. Now he had been thrown a curveball and he had no idea how to handle it.
Tsuzuki wanted him, but he evaded his touch or presence. He felt strongly for him, but he didn't act on it.
Why?
Insecurity? a voice whispered and he froze.
Tsuzuki… insecure in the matters of love? Or just male love?
Or was it Hisoka specifically?
"Oh hell, Tsuzuki, you're too complicated!" Hisoka groaned.
And it was up to him to uncomplicate the whole thing. Great.
Tsuzuki had gone home, feeling worse than the whole week he had been
working the case. Things were not getting better. He had finished all reports,
had cleaned up his desk, and finally had had no more excuses not to go
home.
TsuzukiTouda whispered as he entered the apartment.
Hm?
You need to relax
He sent a grunt of annoyance. Relax? How could he relax? He was alienating
his partner, he was confused about his shikigami, and whatever he did,
he did it wrong!
Angrily shutting down the bond he flopped down on his bed. Staring
at the ceiling he wondered how much worse it could get.
Touda sighed a little and shook his head. Tsuzuki was making his own
life harder than it should be. The serpent was a rather uncomplicated and
straight-forward individual, so he had little understanding for beating
around the bush. Tsuzuki had feelings for Hisoka, so why not tell the boy?
He might be a child in shinigami terms, but he was currently more grown-up
than his partner, who had a few decades on him.
Humans, he thought to himself.
Oh well, if Tsuzuki was proving to be such a hard head, he would at
least do his duty and help his master. He wouldn't physically go to Meifu,
except if Tsuzuki Summoned him, but the bond was there as well.
Maybe a little push into the right direction would help.
Touda's hands glided over his back, and the shikigami frowned.
"Tsuzuki, your muscles are way too tense. Hard case?"
Tsuzuki nodded into his shoulder.
"Then I know just the right thing for you. Come."
Touda's fingers closed around the smaller man's wrist gently.
"Where are we going, Touda?"
"Bath."
"Oi, Touda… you're going into a bath?"
"Of course. Everybody likes to relax every once in a while."
The hot water felt like heaven onto his aching muscles and Tsuzuki
sighed in utter bliss as he let himself sink into it. Closing his eyes
he sank deeper, head resting on the stony edge of the pool. He barely registered
the water splashing, but then Touda's voice was at his ear.
"Lean forward."
"What…?"
Tsuzuki stared at the naked form of his shikigami sharing the bath
with him. Yes, he had seen Touda's body before in all his naked glory when
he had freed him, and even nowadays Touda didn't exactly hide – not that
there was anything to hide. Touda was built like the warrior he was … now
where had that come from?
"You'll see."
Tsuzuki did as he was told, blinking slightly surprised when the
serpent slid behind him.
"Relax, Tsuzuki," Touda said with a smirk, placing is hands on his
shoulders.
Tsuzuki's eyes closed on their own as he felt skillful fingers dig
into his muscles, loosening them expertly, as Touda massaged his aching
neck and back. Sighing deeply, Tsuzuki let his head fall, granting those
magic fingers even more access, registering absentmindedly how Touda worked
himself down his back slowly. His muscles were starting to relax due to
the temperature of the water and Touda's ministrations, and Tsuzuki felt
warmth coil inside of him, flow through his entire body and concentrate
somewhere.
Strong arms came around him, pulling him back against a muscular
chest, and Tsuzuki allowed it, leaning against the serpent's body, sighing
softly at the contact of skin against skin. Touda's fingers were still
on him, but his touch had changed slightly, fingertips ghosting over the
more sensitive areas of his abdomen, and Tsuzuki shivered slightly. His
head fell back on the shikigami's shoulder and the warmth inside of him
spread even further.
Touda gently pulled his head aside and pressed his lips onto his,
and Tsuzuki registered with vague surprise that he didn't mind the serpent
to kiss him. Touda had kissed him before, hot and searing, and it had shocked
the living daylight out of him. Now the lips were gentler, more teasing
than overwhelming, more asking, and Tsuzuki felt himself respond to the
unspoken question, opening up under the hot tongue, inviting it in. He
moaned softly as it was taken, and shivered again, when Touda's fingers
found a hot spot.
"Let's get out," Touda said softly – he could be soft? – and Tsuzuki
simply nodded.
Touda helped him out and dried him off with a towel before wrapping
a yukata around him. Golden eyes regarded him – since when was Touda not
wearing the visor? – and the serpent leaned in to place another kiss on
him, taking his wrist again and leading him to a more secluded area of
the garden. Tsuzuki blinked in surprise when he saw they were already being
awaited.
Standing under a tree – Tsuzuki's eyes widened even more at the
sight – was Byakko, but he wasn't wearing his usually attire. Nothing but
a silken white yukata was covering his slender whip-like body. Red eyes
sparkled as Byakko smiled at him softly, fingertips caressing his face
before he too leaned in for a kiss. It wasn't their first kiss, either,
and just like Touda's this one wasn't sweeping Tsuzuki off his feet with
its sheer power but felt warm and loving, like a refreshing summer's breeze.
The wind shikigami pulled back, looking at him with the same question in
his eyes like Touda's had held.
"You know we'd never force ourselves on you?"
Tsuzuki nodded slowly, still feeling a little dazed.
"Why … why are you here?" he managed to croak.
"You need us, Tsuzuki. Your need called to us, all of us. We want
to help. The question is – do you want us to help? Do you want – us?"
And much to his own surprise Tsuzuki felt himself swallow at the
thought – and nod. The smile that split Byakko's face could only be called
sheer delight and joy, his eyes lightening up, before he pulled Tsuzuki
close gently, his body melting against the shinigami's as he kissed him
again, deepening the kiss when Tsuzuki responded again. He felt the strong
hard body of his shikigami press against his own and moaned into the mouth
when heat once again rushed through his body, concentrating clearly into
his groin this time. Tsuzuki pulled back a little shocked when he felt
a slight continuing rumble and blinked in confusion when he realized what
it was - Byakko purred.
"Byakko?"
"What? I'm a cat after all … "
Fingers wandered over his shoulders again, stroking gently before
sliding the yukata from his shoulders, exposing him to his two shikigami.
Touda wrapped his arms around him, and Tsuzuki shivered when hot lips caressed
his neck, fingers ran over his body teasingly.
Leaning back involuntarily he realized that Touda, too, had got
ridden of his robe, and was now as nude as he himself. Byakko grinned mischievously
and shrugged out of his robe as well. Tsuzuki's eyes fell on the long striped
tail that was curling itself behind Byakko, clearly showing the tiger's
excitement. A cat after all, all right. As did other parts of his anatomy,
and Tsuzuki couldn't peel his eyes away from the sight of a naked Byakko
slowly stepping close. And then there were Touda's lips on his neck, Byakko's
on his mouth, hands caressing his body, skin on skin. Tsuzuki moaned again
when Byakko teased his hard member with is fingers, and he twitched helplessly.
"Let's get more comfortable, why don't you?" Touda whispered and
helped him lie down, leaning comfortably against him once again, not unlike
he had in the bath.
Byakko joined them, and Tsuzuki closed his eyes as he felt his legs
being parted gently, a warm body resting between them, lips and tongue
and fingers on his body, touching and caressing him in a way nobody had
ever done before, in places nobody had ever touched him before. And all
he could do, was moan and tremble and pant at the gentle and oh so hot
touches, all he wanted to right now was concentrate on the pleasure Byakko
and Touda were giving him.
Then Byakko did something with his fingers and the sensation it
caused was that much incredible it made Tsuzuki cry out harshly, entire
body shaking at the edge of his imminent climax. Touda held him even closer,
gently teething his ears, and he whimpered and trembled and begged wordlessly.
Byakko smiled down on him for a second before returning his attention toward
more straining matters and Tsuzuki had no idea what he did, all he knew
was that he screamed…
…shaking and moaning in the last waves of his high, clutching the sheets
unconsciously, Tsuzuki opened his eyes and stared up at the white - ceiling
of his own bed room?