10 Years of Waiting
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day 9 - Flame but No Rain (lime)
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, & never will. Kurohi & Yamiryuinu, Shirokoori, and all the other original characters I and Kohaku Frost come up with are property of Beware of Mage ltd. & Tsuki Ryu Productions. (Our company. We plan on building a site using Beware of Mage ltd. and Tsuki Ryu Productions.) There is a chapter like this but it has different lyrics, and it's a lemon (as of 4/6/03, the lemon is still in progress)
"speaking" thinking noise POV change beginning/ending of dreams flashback beginning/endings /Telepathic speech/ passing of time /strange voice/
HieiNimbus3007 - Yep! Got the zip fixed! Sorry for the delayed update, but wouldn't let me upload!
"We were shacked up at her estate for a few weeks." Kurohi
He couldn't describe himself to himself if his life depended on it.
Actually... he could if he really, really tried to organize the fragments.
First thing's first, he regained most of his memories, but died in the process due to someone who goofed up. Damn that Dino Youkai for scaring him half-past-death.
Second, he came back to life as soon as Koenma kissed him. Who woulda thought the answer was so cliché? Oh well. At least it worked wonders.
Third, Koenma loved him. Not as a friend, but as a lover.
Fourth, he had loved the god longer than the god realized he was in love with the dragon.
Emm... fifth, he realized he was a dragon demon in human form. Though, he knew he wasn't a human, and he knew he had dragon IN him. That fact was for certain.
It came to genetics... he was originally a pure creature lacking almost all the pure traits... no dragon tail, no wings, no horns...
Nothing...
It all came to those two who fiddled with his genes. They made him something different from what he originally was.
Something... grotesque?
He always was different. He was different at birth, and then the manipulation... seven years ago...
Demons had ransacked the laboratory.
They had been searching for him. They wanted him for their own purposes.
They wanted his power. They wanted anything to boost their gain.
But why would they want a creature that wasn't fully aware of his abilities at that time? One that had so much power to destroy so much...
Ooh, that thought brought about a small shiver.
He sat on the branch near Koenma's Office. True to his word - guard from a distance, but that would also close up.
Kurohi yawned widely and blinked until his sapphire eyes cleared again. He sure was tired. Shivering again, he drew his shirt tighter against his form as a light breeze skimmed across his pale flesh.
"Why don't you come inside, koi?"
He shivered again at the soft voice and nearly lost his footing on the branch. He leaned precariously on one foot more than the other. "Uh-uh...uh..." He blinked and gulped, eyes wide. "...!" He wobbled some, then slipped. "WAAAAAAAA-umph! Owww...!" He rubbed his face, especially his short nose. He stood up, one hand still on the wing of his nose, and chuckled. "I'm okay! I've had worse! Sure, I'll go inside. Why, you done?"
He nodded once and sighed wearily. "There was a lot of paperwork."
Kurohi yawned cutely and blinked.
"Also, there are a few things I'd like to know about you, if that's okay?"
He nodded once. He approached the toddler and crouched down in front of him. He closed his eyes a moment, then opened them. "I trust you... with my secrets, if that's what you mean." With that, he stood up, and went inside.
"Hmph. It's Kurohi," snorted Botan, holding a manual to her chest.
Said boy looked her way. "Look, if we're gonna be around each other for an eternity then we're gonna haveta get used to each other. I'm willing to get on civil terms in front of Koenma if you are. At any other time, we can say whatever the fuck we want to toward each other, assuming you know what I mean."
"Of COURSE I know! I'm NOT stupid!"
He chuckled. "Glad to hear it." He yawned again. "Osuminasai, Botan..." he murmured politely. He moved to leave, but turned around. "Oh, and, Botan?"
"Hn?"
"If you need any help, you know the legendary demoness with the name 'Angelique'?"
"Ah..." She released one of the arms holding the book and held her head by the jaw in her hand. "Koenma-chan told me the stories... but... what are you getting at?"
"I can bring you to her, if you like."
"You must be joking!"
"No joke. We were shacked up at her estate for a few weeks," he replied with a grin.
"WHAT!" He had a... a relationship with...
His grin grew wider as he saw her shocked expression. Of course, I never had sex with her... even if she WAS the only female I was ever aroused by. "Just give me the word and I'll take you there," he said cheerfully. "G'night!"
"Um, g'night..."
Kurohi went into the semi-hidden door to the left of Koenma's desk. He closed the large doors and shed his clothing, leaving them on the dresser nearest to the door. He crawled in the bed, folding his hands behind his head. The boy stared at the ceiling.
An eternity to do anything... Not only that, Yusuke-san... Kuwabara-kun... Yukina-chan... Hiei-sama... Kurama-san... everyone I like gets to stay as long as I do, and then, if I die, then their aging will continue as if it never stopped...
I wonder how Angel's doing? It's been a while since I last visited. Maybe I ought to visit tomorrow. If Botan wants to come, then, she can. After all, I never really hated her... until she tried to set Koenma and me apart.
So caught up in his musings, he didn't hear the door open, close, or hear the other figure in the room disrobe, change its body into something bigger, and crawl into bed with him. He gave a visible start when a warm hand touched his cool arm. He looked in the direction of the "intrusion."
"Oh, you finally came... I was just thinking," he softly greeted the god.
"You seem to think a lot. So, could you tell me..." As he trailed this sentence, Kurohi fixed his gaze back at the ceiling, if only for a moment or two. "...what you were thinking?"
"When?" was his reply.
"Just now."
"Oh, that. I was just thinking about my race's affects on other people, is all." That was the half-truth. He just didn't feel like letting him in on Angel just yet.
"What about it?"
"Just what I'm gonna do with you for eternity. I have to come up with many things. But, enough of that. You wanna know some of my secrets, then? Just pick a category: People, Memories, Fighting abilities, you name it."
"Any memories you haven't told me?"
"...Yes." He closed his eyes, then looked at his love. "Actually, yeah... there are a few I remember. One of them, is that I stayed at Angelque's estate for several weeks, coming and going as I pleased. Sometimes, I'd come back roughed up, and she'd treat my wounds. She's kinda like a mother to me than anyone else, but you NEVER wanna get on her bad side! I did that once and she shoved a boot up my ass. I couldn't walk straight for half a week!" He was grinning. "Though, I was kinda aroused by her, y'know... she was the only pretty girl I saw in my entire life, so I guess I'm a little bisexual... but..."
Koenma's liquid gold gaze had become thoughtful. A brief flicker of panic flashed through blue eyes and he continued, "But we never did anything! I would just come and go and unless the weather was bad, I slept outside! I had the couch, she had a bed some few rooms away during bad weather circumstances, and I never treaded into the hallways at night." He paused to gauge his koi's reaction. That gaze he didn't feel comfortable seeing didn't flicker and go away. He whispered, "And... I... I'd never ditch you for her... The only one I've ever loved..."
The gaze flickered up to meet sapphire blue eyes. He said nothing.
The shorter, brown-haired boy's stomach twisted once. He pouted a little. "Please speak!" Your gaze can be very hurtful... that look... He forced a grin. "Oi! But there was this one time, many, many millions of years ago, when I grabbed my brother by the back of his hide robe, and I flung him into the tar pit for sending the Inu Youkai after me! We are similar in appearance, as we have the... same... type of eye color..." Oh, god... His mouth went a little agape.
"Kurohi? What's wrong?"
"My brother... Ryu Youkai Oji Shirokoori-sama... our eyes are the same shade… not color wise... the shape is different... My hair is much lighter than his... One could say we are split personalities, he, my bad side, me, his good side... Oh, my, GOD... I'm... I-I... heh heh... Y'know..." He shook his head and laughed. "No WONDER I could hardly remember a thing! Watashi wa baka, shimatta onisan! DAMN him! He's trying to get the ranks that I was MEANT to have despite my not having what I should!" Damn, now I'm not tired...
"Don't think about that, now." He crawled on top of the other male. His lips grasped Kurohi's and a warm tongue went into the boy's mouth, playing with his own muscle. His hands roamed gently across my body and the blue-eyed one purred in contentment. The god pulled back and the tattooed boy took this opportunity to lean up and suck on his collarbone. He tasted of honey and his own unique flavor. Reveling on his soft moans, the boy sucked just a little more fiercely, but not enough to bruise.
He let go after a moment.
"Kurohi, go ahead and put that mouth of yours to use."
The male grinned, showing small fangs, and obeyed.
Koenma would be in for one hell of a ride, even if the boy WAS a beginner.
The god himself awoke to the small rays of sunlight. Spooned against him, lay an angelic-looking boy with soft brown spikes of hair, which held onto some silver near the top front of his head. His eyes were closed in a more relaxed position than it had been during their lovemaking. Long lashes accented his large eyes in an almost feminine manner.
A few bangs dangled against his eyelids and Koenma tenderly brushed them away.
He was cute.
Resting his hand on the side of his lover's face, the younger one sighed softly and nuzzled his face into that hand. He didn't wake.
At least, that's what Koenma thought.
"Mmm... Koenma-koi..."
"Hai?"
He nudged his face to the hand again. "Mmmph, mmm... Ai shiteiru..."
"Love you, too..."
Kurohi nudged the slender hand again and licked the fingers. The god giggled softly, but allowed the act to continue. "Maybe tonight, hehe... okay? Heheh... but I need to get up."
Blue eyes slid open halfway. "Hmm... m'kay..." He rolled over, still exhausted.
Actually, he wasn't a morning person.
"You need to get up, too," insisted the male, throwing on his clothes and going back into toddler form, baby-blue pacifier and all.
"...Doshite?"
"You want it tonight, right?"
"Hai..." He snuggled further into the quilts.
"I won't give it to you if you don't get up."
He was up like a bolt of lightening. He struggled to put on his pants and fumbled with his shirt right after.
"Settle down! Let me help." He stepped forward.
He seemed jittery.
Too jittery.
"N-no! I-I can manage!" He pulled on his shoes. "I-I'll be outside." He flitted out.
Koenma blinked. What was his problem?
End Day 9, Begin Day 10's Morning
Started 4/5/03, 7:09AM; Finished 4/6/03, 3:12PM Revisions: 10/12/03
Inu Dog
Watashi no my
Shimatta damn
Onisan older brother
Ai shiteiru I love you