10 Years of Waiting - Side Story
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day at the Fair - cut version
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This mini story takes place 1 year after everything in 10YoW. Koenma/Kurohi. Kurohi probably HAS changed a little, so don't be alarmed if he's acting a little different... Oh, and I'm not going to spoil anything further. I cut out the lemony stuffs themselves, though.
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(Maybe I should do the same for Hiei & Kurama, Yusuke &Keiko, and Kuwabara & Yukina? Well, either way, it depends on my fickle muse. She's SO into slacking right now it isn't funny.
(Taka [my muse]: Hey!!!)
/quotes in speech/ Yowahaiiro since something doesn't work %telepathic speech% #emphasis since the asterisk doesn't work#
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I sip my tea - which is #loaded# with sugar this time, as I am in a sweet mood rather than a bad one - thoughtfully, holding excitement within my body with practiced ease, but my tail is a dead giveaway. It keeps twitching and flinging about as if I was angry. 'Ttaku, my tail's excited about today. Then again, it's actually ME that's excited, and I smile. Hmph.
The stamping starts and I chance a glance at my lover. Even in toddler form, he is the sexiest creature that I have ever seen. Isn't that weird? Though, I don't find it weird because this child isn't a child. He has a long life and he knows a lot more than I could have ever known in the past.
Even when #I# looked like a child, I wasn't for very long. I still looked like a prepubescent even when I hit age forty, and those were the dog days. But, those days brought me to where I am now, so I don't loathe them as much as one without love would.
I sigh slightly and slap on my horny little smirk that I use, thinking of something that would allow a flush to appear on my face. Oh, yesss... Koenma spread eagle, naked, and waiting for my touch. Yesss... that'll do just fine. Oh, man, is Koenma going to be happy once I give him the news about today!
My tail adapts the aroused feeling, swishing slowly despite the confinement of the chair I'm sitting on, and I stare at it for a moment before gathering my thoughts into coherent order. Setting my teacup on the saucer and onto the small table near the chair I'm sitting on - Koenma always needs his desk with minimal clutter despite all the papers - I stuff one hand into my pocket and place my other hand on the large desk in front of me. As my tail slowly twitches, my ass sways ever so slowly. "Oh, Koenmaaaa- koii..." I purr.
Recognizing my tone, he looks up. "Not now, Kuro-chan. I'm busy." He looks back down, continuing to stamp.
"Koenma-koi!" I utter, moaning with his name.
He snorts derisively and glares up. I smile innocently, the blush fading. I pull up a wad of yen from my pocket, clutching it in my hand. "You don't need to do that right now." I reach over and take the "OK" stamp out of his hand, smiling sexily despite his small cry of protest. "I got your father to let you have the day off," I say in a singsong voice. "There's a fair going on right now and..." I trail, my face flushing sheepishly. ...I want you to go out with me...
My chestnut-haired lover pulls his hat down over his face, then pulls it off with a pop and a poof of smoke. Now, in the soft throne, my elegant, cute, sexy, un-satiable lover comes into view as the smoke clears. "I'd love to go." His eye glitters with eagerness and he stands up fluidly, showing off his grace. I can't help but stare as the familiar flutter in my stomach makes itself known, and my heart begins to pound. Kami, I love the feeling! The euphoria! I can't seem to get enough of it! How the hell did I survive without it?! "When are we leaving?"
I glance at my Ningenkai clothing - a short-sleeved, tight tee-shirt, a pair of jeans (unfortunately) hide my ass, and a pair of blue sneakers - and then to his thick robes. "As soon as you change your sexy butt to some Human World clothing. #Then#, we can hit the road."
Koenma smiles; I feel faint. Every day is like falling in love with him all over again... and only it keeps getting deeper... and deeper...
...and I'll gladly drown in it. Eien ni.
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As soon as my lover's ready, we head out.
I grin at him and once I lead him to a point near the River Styx, I - with a bit of effort - open a portal to a safe-spot in Ningenkai.
"You've gotten a bit stronger, eh, koi?"
My smile widens. "Only for you." I clasp our hands together and look him in the eyes, my grin shifting into one of nearly-hyper confidence. "Iko."
He nods once. "Un."
We hop through and wind up in a forest by that ice cream shop. Kurama's ki is everywhere... with a dollop of Hiei's, too. I grin at the image of the demon couple and we walk. I let Koenma walk ahead of me a little so I can observe him. He's wearing black leather, pants and DAAAAAMN does it cling to the soft curves of his hips and thighs, and especially on his ass! Oh, boy, I can feel myself starting to drool... The leather on his torso is a low-cut tank top that shows off his less-muscular - than mine - delicate frame. His hair is disheveled as always, but somehow still neat, and I earlier got a glimpse of his blue binky around his neck, containing his ruthless energies. Of course, once he lets it loose, it's explosive like hydrogen gas... Oh, that's right, I'm taking classes in Kurama's ningen high school... and I also saw some movie that had a really mild explosion throughout the whole facility and then some - to ningen, it's a HUGE explosion, but to what #I'm# used to, it's teeny tiny.
Koenma turns to see me and he chuckles. "Stop gawking and start walking, star-head."
I raise one eyebrow and lower the other one in a look of mock indignation at my still-complex hairstyle. I swear, if it were drawn, it'd be a buttload to finish. All those dimensions... "Okay, okay, fine." I tromp up to walk with him and walk slightly ahead. I hear HIS feet stopping and I sense his heart jack-hammering against his chest. I smirk slightly and tip my face up in pride, also sensing some females gawking at me. I send a little more flair into my movements, making them lazier, and I hear a few catcalls.
You tease.
%Yes, obviously, you adore the attention, koi.%
I pause in my actions and look over my shoulder, still smirking. %Don't go teaming up on me, you two!% I pause again. %Matte, how can you hear Yowahaiiro, itoshii?%
%We're bound, remember?%
%I haven't forgotten,% I reply.
Nor have I.
%Let's just get goin', eh?% I sigh and turn around and retrieve my lover, then we continue on our way. %My tail's tryin' to wag in my pants!% I complained, growling softly.
Koenma merely chuckles and playfully punches my shoulder. I growl just as playfully and hit him back, laughing as he suddenly looks indignant. "You'll pay for that later, Kuro'!"
"Aa, aa... whatever!" I laugh harder and wipe a stray tear from my eye. "Iko, iko!"
The rest of the trip is relatively uneventful, and soon enough, we hear the amicable chatter of many humans in one place. And, like new, I look around with refreshed eyes that shine in the sunlight. "Ohmigod, it's changed since I last came here!" I frown, then ask my koibito, Why is "came" and words associated to it, so common?
%Wakattana. It's more of an English innuendo than Japanese.%
%Oh.% I smirk warmly and cock my head back a little. "Why don't we go have some fun?"
He smiles back and grabs my hand. He immediately begins to tug me from stand to stand. The first place that we go to is the Cotton Candy stand, which I pay for willingly. I sink my tongue into the confection, reveling at how it melts instantly on it. I watch Koenma from the corner of my eye, and it seems that he's having fun with the sugar, too. "Totemo oishiidasu..." he murmurs, sticking a lot of it into his mouth in one go.
It looks like he's sucking cock to me... his tongue swirling idly across the fluffy pink stuff... and dipping deeper into...
With a shudder and an almost audible swallow, I stifle the thought and suck thoughtfully on my pink sugar and close my eyes a little. I'm already feeling a little hyper, too, but my libido is also trying to have a say or two. I glance his way and I am surprised to note that he's now sitting on a bench, idly observing the rides. I sit next to him and idly rub his thigh, glaring at those who gawk at the two of us. %They act like they've never seen two hot, gay guys before.%
%...It is tradition to not flaunt your partner,% Koenma thinks back quietly.
%...So? I don't care what they think.%
Koenma sighs and suckles his sugar, copper eyes gazing up at some of the rides. "Let's not go on the roller coaster, okay? Once was more than enough to last me a few millenniums."
"Okies. We don't have to go on that one. However, I, for one, like them, so if you like, you can watch me go twirly-twirly, ne?" I say, giggling with the rush that sugar consumption brings me.
"That sounds like fun. Maybe in a bit, okay? I wanna finish my sugar."
"Ahaha... not a problem." I can't help but smile and I spot a bit of cotton candy fluffy on his nose. I near my face to his and lick up the sugar, and he looks at me cross-eyed. My grin widens and I chuckle, proceeding to continue sucking on my own pink fluffy stuff.
"Koibito..."
I glance up at him and gasp as he manages to kiss my lips in a short embrace. "Ehhh... nan desu ka?" I stutter, glancing about us. No one saw... oh well.
"...Are you ashamed of me?" a soft bitterness laces his tone as he frowns.
Noticing his anger, I reply, "Nope. I was hoping someone saw. Looks like they're all ignorant and shit. Oh well." I turn to him and smile. "I can't be ashamed of you. You're more than I've ever desired. Even MUCH more so than what my so-called race said I deserved." My eyelids cover my eyes for a moment before I blink back awake and look around. "So, what do you want to play?"
He finishes his sugar and, tossing away the paper cone, he marches over to one of the strength testers. I grin like a kid in a candy store - I feel like one too, due to the amount of sugar I've eaten - and follow my lover. I pay the man the charge and he hands the mallet to my lover as soon as I step back. Koenma pulls the hammer across his shoulder and then lets it fly in one whoosh. The bell gongs loudly a half second after the impact and the gruff, kind-eyed man stares at my brunette like he grew a second head. Nevertheless, he hands Koenma a big stuffed white tiger with big blue eyes.
I devour the rest of my sugar and crinkle up the cone. I swat Koenma's back in a friendly manner while I stuff the wrapper into my pocket. I pay the man for my own go and he hesitantly gives me the hammer, seemingly dreading my victory. It weighs a bit, but not too much. I hold it with one hand and grin up at him cheekily, struggling not to laugh at his almost-scared, wide- eyed stare. I pull it over my shoulder with ease and let it fly down with one hand.
{Goonnnnnng!!}
I grin up at him as he stares. He gives me an akita stuffed animal. Giving the guy back the hammer and leaving him to think about what I'm on to make me so strong, I have fun with the toy's curly tail, pulling it straight out just to watch it corkscrew back into place again. I catch up with Koenma and toss away my wrapper absently and I chirp, "Kaaaawaiii!
Gold eyes glance back at me, then down at the toy puppy. "What's cute? Me, the cat, or the dog?"
"All uv 'em," I reply, grinning. "I like doggies. Doggy doggy doggy," I tweet in a rush like a child. I feel like one, too. I tug at the dog's perky white ear and then toy with its curly tail again. Reclaiming some of my seriousness, I continue, "You're not just cute, though. You're sexy as hell, y'know that?"
He smiles with a sound of appreciation. "Yeah, I do."
"Good, 'cuz I'll never let you forget it." I nuzzle my nose at his cheek and growl as a female passersby seems disgusted at my display of affection. "Oh, screw off!" I retort, sidling closer to my lover protectively and baring my teeth like a beast. Then, I wrap an arm around my lover with my free hand and continue, "What, you haven't seen two people in love before?!" I then kiss Koenma's cheek, ignoring her. I make her strut away by doing this and I feel pleased.
"Um, koi, I think the sugar's gone to your head."
"So what?" I ask, grinning like a fool.
"Maybe you should calm down?" he asks me pointedly.
I concede, but not before retorting in my defense, "I'm hyperactive, okay? Any sugar in my system's gonna get me riled up. Su---gar!!!!"
"Fine, fine," he allotted. "You want me to hold onto your doggy while you go on the roller-coaster?"
"Pwease?" I say, offering my big white poochy.
Chuckling, my lover takes my puppy - well, it's not a puppy 'cuz its ears are standing up, but oh well - and I run off to the stands at the roller- coaster. As I stand in line, a boy in front of me turns around. He has black hair and seductive green eyes, but I'm immune due to my love-ties to Koenma and my sugar rush.
"You wanna sit with me on the ride?"
"I jes wanna SIT on the ride!" I retort, hyper as ever. I grin.
The boy glances over to the ride and counts the people compared to the number of seats left. Once he's done, he says, "If anything, we'll have to wait for the next round 'cuz you can't sit on my lap. But if you could, you'd be more than welcome to."
He must be one of those American boys - those few that are confident with their sexuality. I smile sweetly; all due to my sugar high. "I'm sorry; I'm taken. So there."
"Oh yeah? So, what's this gal got that I don't?"
I look him up and down, resting my chin in my fist and letting my lips brush against my pointer finger a little. "Hmm... Well, he has everything that you don't got."
"What? A vagina?!"
I frown. "No. He's a he, stupid."
"Then what?!!"
"He's strong, smart, cute, sexy, has a great body, has a nice sense of humor... I could go on forever. Plus, most importantly, he has me." I wink and shove him along. "Now, it's your turn to ride. Buh-bye!" I chirp, grinning at his pale face.
The ticket man looks at me weirdly. I blink at him. "What? Something on my face?"
He shakes his head. "Nope, nothin', kid. You just strike me as the odd type, is all. Now, do you have enough money for the ride?"
I nod and fish it out, clutching the yen bills in my right hand. "Yup, yup." And, of course, I may act like a kid, but I'm not one at all. However, I don't think that telling this guy that I was over fifty years his senior would be a good thing. Best to let him believe what he would.
Looking up, I watch as the ride flies across the highest of areas only to dip down, crawl up, plummet again, and spin so crazily I felt even more hyper with the thrill of being able to go on such a work of art.
I just hope that these riders - as well as the ones I'd ride with - wouldn't get sick. It SO would kill my mood for, like, five minutes! And I cannot ever waste a good five minutes of sugar-induced energy and optimisticism. And, yes, I made that "ism" word up. So there.
After a few minutes more, the ride comes to a halt a its starting place. After the other occupants - queasy, sick, or otherwise - dismount, I fork over the money and get in the front seat. Grinning like an idiot, I look at the far wall and try not to bounce too much.
Someone sits down next to me and I turn my head to see. "Kon'chi wa!" I greet, grinning.
It's a girl. She has short, dark brown hair that falls to her shoulders and big brown eyes. She seems no older than I, but we all know that I'm really, really old. "Ko... kon'nichi wa," she replies. "This is my first time on a roller-coaster. So, um..." She starts blushing all uva sudden, and I get the feeling that she likes me. "Namae wa desu ka? And, where do you get your hair done? It's very... unique."
"Ha ha. I do it myself. It's, more or less, naturally like that," I reply. "Namae wa Kurohi - how about you? Now, you say that this's your first time on a 'coaster? I hope you don't get motion-sick."
"Oh, no, not at all," she replies. "I've been on a log ride and I can tolerate the long, vertical drops no problem. Oh, my name's Amiria."
"Ah, sou desu ka? Then, you'll have no problem with it." I smile. "Yoroshiku."
She giggles. "Nice to meet you, too. What about you - y'know, with the roller-coaster? As in, how many times have you been on one? You certainly seem rather bubbly and excited."
I grin some more, and my expression turns almost impish. "I've been on two or three in my lifetime. No side affects except what you're seein' now. I'm a little hyper from cotton candy right now. Nya ha!"
"So, once you're done with this ride, you'll be even more hyper?"
I nod. "Aa." I loosely fold my arms against my chest. "I'm calming down just a little, but once this ride gets goin', I'll be yap-yap-yappin' and who knows what else. I'll probably start screamin'." I wink and she blushes.
"Heh heh. So, um, can I ask a question?"
"You have vocal cords," I reply, confusion etched in my voice. "So even if you did ask, I might not answer."
"Um, do you have a girlfriend?"
I hesitate, then blush. "We-well, um..." Koenma's face appears in my mind's eye and my smile changes to a dreamy one instead of a giddy grin. I hear the girl's heartbeat quicken - probably because of my expression. I blink out of my love-struck phase and I reply, "Actually..." I bite my lip, release it, and blurt quietly, "...I have a boyfriend. Sorry to ruin your plans, toots." I smile at her, then I try to cheer her up when her face falls. "You'll find someone, with a pretty face and eyes like that, I'm bettin' that you have to knock potential boys and girls away with a huge stick. In fact, I'd also wager..." I trail, looking her up and down. Her tank top shirt reveals some moderate cleavage and her shorts end at her knees, followed by silky-looking, long tanned legs. Her feet were kind of small, but that's no problem. I snap my gaze up to her face. "...that if I weren't spoken for already, I'd go out with you. And that's sayin' a lot, 'cuz I normally don't find girls sexually attractive to me."
She simply stares at me.
The safety bar suddenly falls across my lap and the ride jerks forward. I yelp at the suddenness, "HOLY CRAP, THIS SUCKA'S FINALLY MOVIN'!!" I grin. "IT'S ABOUT TIME!"
The cars slowly make their way cross the track, and I can quickly see the dip. Grinning wider, I whoop as we plummet down the vertical drop, leaning forward as much as I can. After a moment or two of doing that, as we start to crawl back up, I look down to the ground and see Koenma. He waves my puppy into the air as a greeting and I wave back. The girl looks at him, then turns to me. "He's very hot."
I nod and grin. "Yeah. I think so too, even when I first met him. I thought he was hotter than the sun." I chuckle lewdly.
"You... You mean to tell me that you've done it with him already?"
"You bet!" I retort, grinning. "Whoa!!!" We plummet down really, really far, and we go through a loop. I scream giddily as we go upside-down. It feels so familiar, as if I'm my dragon form, and flying about without restraint.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" I scream as we fly across the railroad-like tracks. "WOOOOOOOO!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!" I open one eye to see that we're going to fall and come back up again. I glance at the tanned girl. She's screaming, too, a giddy look on her face. Still grinning, I whoop as we plummet, and start laughing again as we fly up. I recognize this part and yell as we go up another loop only to plummet and go up another one. Most of us lurch with the velocity as we make a left turn to go through an area that twists around like a strand of licorice. My stomach is unfazed at the quick, circular movements, as I am also used to running just as fast as my mentor, Hiei.
The ride is slowing down. Are we done already? I look around. We're coming back to our origin point. After Amiria gets off, I follow suit and take a few steps back as a boy to my right suddenly tosses his cookies all over the cement.
"Aww, man, couldn't you hold it in??" I complain, covering my sensitive nose with one hand. I flee the scene and run back to my lover, stopping a few paces in front of him.
"Koenma-koi!" I chirp, grinning like mad.
"You had a good time?" he asks, stepping up to me with both stuffed toys in hand. He smiles at me.
I nod once and take my poochy back. "Yupper," I reply, rubbing my toy's ears. "I had a blast! It's like flying drunk - not that I've ever been drunk! Or, or like flying like I don't care how I fly! Or kinda like flying when I got Botan outta the water when the Meikai gods got outta their imprisonment." I'm still grinning.
"If you haven't been drunk, then how do you know that flying drunk is like a roller-coaster?" he asks, arching an eyebrow.
"Heh. I don't." I pause, thinking up something else. I look to the sky. The sun is still up high, and if we wanted a romantic evening just like our first date, we have to kill some more time. I set my jaw slightly, then look back at him. "...So, do you want to play some of the other games?"
He smiles. "Sure."
I look around and point to a water-shooting game where the water has to blow up a balloon. "How about that one?"
My lover puts on his game face. "You're on."
I run toward the stand, my koibito in tow, and I pay up for the both of us. Stuffing my puppy down the front of my shirt - only leaving its paws and face poking out of the collar - I grab hold of my water gun with both hands, using one hand to aim and the other to steady. Koenma places his big tiger under one arm as he grabs the gun with his right hand.
"Ready? Set... Go!"
The machines flare to life and I squeeze the trigger as I aim for the small hole to blow up my balloon. It starts to fill and I reinforce my aim. Within seconds, I'm sure that I won't start missing, and I glance over to my lover, and he is fairing just as well as I am. I refocus my attention to my shooting, and within a second or two more, the gun stops, and the gun becomes stiff again.
I release it and I look at my balloon. It's full. I look to Koenma's. It's full, too.
"Draw game!" the man tells us. "The game ends as soon as one person fills up the balloon. Turns out, you two got it full at the same time. So... what prize'll it be? One for each of ya."
I glance at the bundle of prizes. There are cats of different varieties, a few dogs just like the one in my shirt, some snakes, and some other things...
I point to a different item. "I want that."
The man opens the glass cabinet and pulls out the item. "I'll give it to you..." He pauses and looks at us pointedly. "...if both you and your friend there play one more game."
I look to my lover as he stares at me. There's a "game" gleam in his eyes, and I understand. I turn to the "older" man. "You have yourself a deal, sir!" I hand him the money needed for the game and he takes it. We both take our marks at the guns and the game begins again. I focus completely on my task and I manage to fill up the balloon faster than the last time.
The guns suddenly stiffen and point down. I let it go in mild shock and I stare at it. I stare at my balloon, then at Koenma's.
Koenma's is full.
Mine isn't.
I stare at him, then at the man who has my prize in his big hand. My gaze is expectant, and he hands me the item once I hold out my hand. I stare at it close up and smile slightly.
It's a pewter dragon with an amethyst for an eye. It's a pendant, actually, on a silver chain. A new dragon... just as I am a new person. I think the word is "bittersweet"... For having to take so much crap as a child... and growing up under the pressure of death to those near me... for living without light in my eyes... to fully maturing and earning my soul and my heart... as well as my freedom.
After I wait for my lover to take his prizes - a few toy wood snakes - I walk off, staring at my new piece of jewelry after losing much of my own hand-crafted one.
I suddenly feel someone grab my arm. I look over my left shoulder and see that it's Koenma. He tugs my arm gently, and I follow him once he releases me. We're at a fairly secluded area with trees. I walk over to one of them and look up at him, the pewter dragon hidden in my hand. "Dou shita no?" I ask, using my free hand to take my toy dog out of my shirt and place the white thing by my side.
"Nothing is wrong... but are #you# okay?"
I stare back at my closed hand. "I was just thinking..." I murmur, and I sense Koenma coming a little closer so he can hear me properly. "...thinking, about that time. When I saw nothing when I saw my own reflection, when I had no soul... Or, at least, a soul so beaten, it was constantly within an inch of its life. I can barely remember what I did to save my own hide..." I shut my eyes, but the images become clear, and I almost don't want to see them. I don't want to see my past right now! "...I was the only one with morals in a world full of heartless demons... I shunned their way of hatred and in return was hated myself." I hesitate as I remember those who hated me. My brother... countless, nameless demons... and, even for a short while, Mukuro as well. My brother, I remember, tried to taint me with his perverted hands, and countless demons wished the same due to my exotic appearance. Even Mukuro seemed interested in me, choosing to look at me at times instead of at Hiei. "But..." I smile, but do no open my eyes. "in return for my pain... in return for my patience... and in return for my love..." I open my eyes and look my lover in the eyes, my solid blue meeting gentle gold. "...I was blessed with the opportunity to love and be loved by you." My smile is authentic. I open my hand and stare at the necklace a moment. Then, I hold it up to him. "It is yours. Just like how my body, my life, my love, and my heart are yours." My eyes burn and when I blink, hot wetness falls, and I make no sound.
"But..." he retorts softly, sitting in front of me. "why are you giving this to me...?"
For lack of something more elaborate, I reply, "Because I want to."
He pauses, staring into my eyes and deep in my soul. He seems to be thinking about something, but what that may be, I have no clue. After a moment or two, he seems to make up his mind, and he leans forward, extending his neck. I unhook the ends and wrap my arms around his neck to refasten the ends. Once that is done, I lean a little forward myself and place my lips against his in a small kiss. I close my eyes. I feel his breath whoosh against my mouth as he gasps, and as I feel the light, butterfly-like feeling in my stomach, I plunge my tongue into his mouth with a moan as the feeling intensifies. I feel starved for his contact, just like when I first responded in such a way to his touch, and I feel him reciprocate, his tongue brushing gently against mine. I set my lips more fully against his mouth and I groan as the muscle in his mouth becomes aggressive. I clutch his shoulders as I feel like I'm falling down a long drop and he's the only one who can save me; he the angel to my flawed human. I whimper softly and pant as we part for air and I dip my head against his almost-bare shoulder, and my tears taint the small expanse of flesh before rolling across in small rivulets.
Oh, Inari-sama...
"Why are you still sad, love?"
I am silent, then I hug him tighter. "...I still cannot believe my fate... how lucky I am to have you. Part of me still believes, that even after all this time, you're just a dream, and one day, I'll wake up, and you won't be there, by my side..." I grit my teeth as more tears fall, creating tracks down the back of my lover's arm. "When I was frozen, I had dreamed for so long, and then when I woke up, it seemed that, eventually, I had found what I wanted most in the whole universe... But I'm still afraid. I'm afraid that you'll disappear like a dream to a waking being..."
He holds me tighter, and we stay like that for a while. I don't know how long, but I think only an hour or two... even if it seems like an eternity, and my back is aching. I don't care about my own pain, but the pain of being shunned, though while not fresh, still leaves a strong impression on me.
When I finally move, I look into my lover's eyes.
He's dozing...
...and I smile.
My eyes trace his face. Boy, does he have long eyelashes... They're dark, to boot. His nose is more slender than mine is, and his lips form a sort of pout by itself from sucking his pacifier all day for who knows how long. He looks so damn hot and kissable - and yes, I made that word up, too, so there!
Unable to resist the temptation, I brush my lips against his, fleetingly, and he wakes up with a soft yawn. He blinks slightly, then asks in a sleepy voice, "Oh, I fell asleep...?"
I nod slightly. "Yeah, but it's okay." I continue my small smile and back away from him. I scoop up my toy and I look at him as he does the same with his toys. "So, what're ya gonna do with those wood snakes?"
"Probably give them to Kuwabara's kids," he replies, getting up.
I rise with him and stretch my temporarily unused muscles, reveling in the "crrrrraaaaackkk!" that the action caused, and I close my eyes as I do so. "Okies. Do y'wanna chill around for a while or play some games some more?"
"I wish to go on the Ferris wheel."
I pause in my slow stretching and open one eye. My heart pauses in my chest before continuing with my question, "Can we go on in a little while, when the sun sets?"
His gold eyes fix unto mine. He's searching me again, and after a moment, he nods. "Hai. We'll wait until nightfall."
I smile a little brighter and wrap one arm around both his shoulders. "Dewa, we should kill some time until then."
"Un."
...We played some more games to pass the time, and before we knew it, the sun had set completely, surrendering the world to darkness illuminated by artificial lights and the light of the half-moon. Only the couples seemed to remain, and we were a select few...
I still wondered what those piercing looks Koenma gave me were for... but I didn't let it bother me...
Striding over to the man in charge, I pay him enough for us both. He stares at us with mild disgust, but I thank him for trying to hide it. I let Koenma mount first before I settle in next to him. Once others perch on, we slowly rise up, to see the sky. "Osashiburi da..." I murmur, looking at him. He stares back. "...since the first time I brought you here, to experience what I couldn't at the time." I smile. "And here we are again. Time sure does fly when you're saving the world time and time again, huh?"
He nods. "It certainly does. I dare say that you have also matured while saving the world."
"You DID save me before, though. Remember?" I reply, smiling lightly.
He nods once again. "Yeah, I remember. If you hadn't been in pain, I would have commented at the time just how hot you looked."
"Hmm," I reply, looking away. He thinks I look hot when I'm sprawled out on the floor in nothing at all?
"And you've done a lot, too, as well."
I look back at him and cock my head to one side. "You think so?"
"Of course I think so. You brought your brother AND your father to justice, and you left your impression on me."
My eyes widen a second before I snort derisively, narrowing my gaze. "I didn't know that unwanted children like me could still do that." Then again, we ARE a rare occurrence.
My lover's gaze becomes shocked. "You're still holding onto that grudge?! I thought that your father apologized to you!"
"..." I look away, my sarcasm and scorn fleeing in depression's grasp. "...I'm sorry. We're supposed to be having fun, and right now I'm ruining it... And you're right, he did apologize. I don't have much of a grudge left, really. I just sometimes wish that things were different... if I had been raised with love instead of hatred and loneliness, like most others are..."
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Seeing Kurohi in such a depressed state earlier today - and now especially - makes me worry, but knowing him, he should be okay in a bit. Perhaps what I have planned for him tonight - unfortunately, it's a last-minute idea - will help?
His blue eyes are glittering with the stars right now; a lot of light is reflecting off their surfaces as he looks to the heavens. I kiss him, briefly, on the cheek, and he turns his head to face me. His eyes are wide a moment with emotion, then he smiles softly before looking to the stars again.
The ride seems to end before it even starts, and the next thing I know, we're going home.
Once we're far from civilization, my lover opens a portal and holds my hand before we jump through. We reappear just outside my domain and I lead him inside. Once we enter my office, I stop and he looks at me curiously, his head cocking to one side.
"Will you wait here for a minute, itoshii?"
He nods once and I enter my room, placing the prizes I won on my dresser before setting to work. Rummaging in a compartment in my bedside table, I pull out some candles and place them about the room and even in the bathroom that connects to my chambers, lighting them as I go. I make sure that there's some lubricant and some toys I own in the table's drawer, too, before checking under my pillow for another toy. To my relief, it's still there. I go into the bathroom, and after I begin to draw up the water for a shower in the large stall, I dim the lights and exit my chambers to see Kurohi sitting in the chair he was in earlier. He has let his long tail out of his pants and it twitches nervously, betraying his stony face.
He looks up at me, bewildered. He doesn't know that I plan on making the rest of this night for him alone.
I smile. "Let's go take a bath."
He smiles in return, clutching his toy, and once we're inside my room, I close the door and see that he has stopped moving, absorbing the view of my candlelit room. "Sugoi..."
"That's not all I have, koi," I retort gently, slowly pulling off the tight leather. I hear Kurohi walk across the floor to put his toy on the dresser and come back toward me. Whatever skin I reveal, he begins to kiss, starting at my lower back. His lips feather upward, drawing small moans from me. He grips my sides with gentle, callused fingertips, and starts purring deep in his chest once I fully remove the tight top.
I look over my shoulder and down at his shorter form as his mouth moves up my shoulder. "You're wearing more than I am," I manage before his lips touch the juncture between my neck and shoulder.
He steps on one of his heels and pulls off one shoe before doing the same to the other. He tries to mimic the movements on his white socks, but when nothing happens, he kneels down with a groan of frustration to pull them off, his long tail twitching with his emotions. While he is sidetracked, I slide off my leather boots and cotton socks before undoing the belt on my tight pants.
Kurohi looks up and starts purring again, his eyelids half-covering twin pools of water. His hands fly to the upper hem of my pants and he slides them down my hips, and once I get one leg free, I manage to kick them off somewhere in the nearest corner. He hugs my belly and rests the side of his face flush with my stomach. His spiky, soft hair tickles me and I run one of my hands through the silver and brown strands. His back and head arch into my touch and his purr intensifies, his throat leaning against my mostly-erected sex. I groan as the vibrations hit dead on, but I won't have that right now. I pull him away and help him to his feet. I lead him into the bathroom where he strips the rest of the way, revealing a slender build with lean muscles accented by the tattoo that leads from one shoulder to the other. He hops in - well, not literally in the sense that he gets in - and as the water hits his head, the spikes come undone to reveal shoulder- length brown hair. Before the water can invade those deep eyes of his, he shuts them.
I step into the tub just behind him and make up a lather on a washcloth to my right.
"Hmph," chuckles my lover, pulling me toward him. "Gonna get us clean so we can get dirty again?"
"Mm-hmm," I reply, setting the soap aside. "Now, cooperate this time."
He stretches out his cheeks with his fingers and sticks out his tongue. "I cooperated last time! So there!"
"Yeah, when the threat of no sex for a month was in the air!" I start chuckling at him.
He changes his appearance and pouts. "Meh. That wasn't funny." His right hand touches my hip while his other hand cups my chin, and he kisses me lightly. "But I know I would have been strong enough to go without it. It might be a bit difficult, though, since I figured out just what I was missing." His lips feather across my wet skin and he presses his arousal against my ass. "What's cool for you, though, is that only you can make me like this... Make me want you so badly I can't live without you. Just a glimpse of your face or a blind touch of your hand..." He presses his face up against the back of my neck; the contact makes me shiver. "...and I'd be set for the whole day. Heh heh."
I feel his hand begin to fondle me and I moan softly, but remember my plans a moment later. "Mmm... You need cleaning up, baby. You stink," I murmur, trying not to chuckle.
"Nani? I thought..."
"...that I like you dirty? Well, I have to admit that your scent is much more prominent like that, but right now, I want you clean. So, will you let me?"
He hesitates, then shrugs slightly before he can catch himself. He's been trying not to use the "whatever" action in terms of "yes". "Um... sure..." He seems uncertain, but it's all because of how we're feeling between our legs. "Yeah... go ahead." He releases me and now it's my turn.
I run the cloth at his shoulders first, his right shoulder, at the juncture. He makes a small noise as the cloth rubs against him - I think it's because it's me cleaning him - and after a moment, I run the cloth along the length of his arm. The muscles underneath twitch slightly at the contact, and I realize that it looks like he's trying not to pounce me... either that, or he's holding back, like he was taught before I met him.
I pass the cloth to his other arm, and I receive the same reaction as before. Only, this time, he moans softly, his eyes still shut under the spray of the shower-head. The cloth comes to his hand, slipping between his fingers and he shivers as if I licked him there. He's very responsive nowadays, and I can almost touch him anywhere to receive a response.
I bring the cloth down to the right side of his chest and I see him suck in a shuddering breath. The cloth wisps against the soft skin and across one dusky nipple, which has been erect for some time now. At this action, he moans softly and lets his head roll to his left shoulder. "Mmmnnn..." Once the water eradicates the soap from the area, I fasten my lips against the peak, suckling gently, and I am rewarded with a soft yelp.
His hands thread loosely through my hair and I hear the familiar vibrations as well as feel them against my lips. It sort of tickles. I gently nip at the peak - hearing yet another cry from his throat - before releasing the nub and continue my cleansing, repeating the process to the other dusky peak once it's rinsed off.
"Aaaahnnn..." His moan is cut off by a small whimper, and I recognize it. I'm driving him nuts right now. It must be painful.
I slowly drag the cloth down and once it reaches his hard abdomen, his stomach spasms and his breathing rasps softly as he tries to not giggle. "Ah, that tickles, does it?"
Kurohi simply giggles in reply, unable to say anything coherent. In response to this, I stab my tongue into his bellybutton, and he shrieks with bottled-up laughter. "Ha ha ha shaa! No, no! Stop! Haha... hee hee hee...!! Yamete, ne?!! Hahaha!"
After a moment, I stop tickling him and I speed ahead to his creamy thighs and working my way down.
"Aww, man! You missed a spot! Well, actually, an area!" He shuts up for a second as I quickly reach his feet and I pause. He suddenly asks, playfully wary, "What are you doing??"
"Balance on something."
I give him a moment to hold onto one of the bars I had conveniently had installed a few months ago just for occasions like this. I lift his foot up and I sense him regain his balance quickly. He shivers as I touch him and apply a bit of pressure in the innermost arch.
"Nnnnmm!" he responds, shivering slightly. I apply more pressure and rub across the plane of the bottom of his foot. He moans loudly, his body shaking, and he starts breathing a little faster. I set the first foot aside and work on the other one, rubbing from the pads of his toes to his heel. "Nnnnnn... C'mon, I need you, Ko-chan... Onegai?"
I look up at him and I see a bright blue gaze pleading at me. Smiling up at him, I run the cloth across his rear and he spreads his legs a bit while gripping the bar...
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After his orgasm, I slowly gulp down the remains in my mouth and I him slide out of my mouth. I look up at him and he stares down at me wearily in return. There's a sated expression on his face, and he's smiling. It's almost as if he's glowing, despite the fact that his legs are shaking with the strain of remaining upright. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I let him slide down and sit in front of me, whereas he wraps his arms around my neck. His lips press insistently upon my own and his tongue plunges into my mouth without my consent, but I do not mind. I moan and suck gently onto the warm, soft muscle and he makes a pleased sound. His tail wraps gently around my stomach and simply stays there. I guess he's more like a female than I thought. He's constantly starving for contact - and when he gets it, boy is he ever vocal! - but I guess that's because of his past. Oh, but don't tell Kurohi I thought that he seemed girlie, okay?
I feel his heart beating quickly against my own chest when he presses closer against me. His breathing, though quiet now, is still rapid, and his body continues to quake.
After a moment, he chuckles. "I really need to learn how to hold back, don't I? Y'know, so I can last longer when we do this?"
I run a hand along the contours of his spine and he shudders slightly. "I don't mind that you're this responsive," I reply. "I really like that, actually."
He chuckles softly. "Hontou ni?"
I nod once. "Aa." His long tail flexes against my stomach, and what remains to be done is brought to my attention. "Oh, that's right... I need to clean up, and you need to finish up." I retrieve the shampoo bottle and I catch him with a slightly anticipating expression on his face.
Unwrapping his tail from my stomach, he sits down on his bottom with his back to me. Taking some of the shampoo into my hands, my fingers start applying the spice-scented concoction near his temples. He starts shivering as he feels my hands pull his hair a little and run through the tresses, quickly creating a lather. Once I'm done with that, he stands up and lets the water run through his hair, and he runs his hands through the soft tresses to help get all the soap out. Once he's done with that, he snags a small amount of rain-scented conditioner and applies it to the ends of his hair, by his shoulders and then, leaving it in, he turns around with a bar of soap and my washcloth in his hands. "Your turn."
I shake my head. "It's okay. I can do it myself." I put out my hand to take both objects.
He snorts but puts the bar of soap into my baby-blue washcloth and hands it over anyway. "So can I, but what're partners if they can't do things for the other? I mean, we're all capable of handling ourselves, but, jeez." He rinses out the conditioner just as I start soaping up, and then he snags the soap from where I put it and soaps up his tail, getting the five-foot- long appendage cleaned up. "Heh. Almost forgot. This thing can be a hassle..."
Running the hair products one and then two in my hair, I rinse them out separately and step out. Water immediately drips down my frame, and I reach for a towel only to have my lover - after shutting off the water - follow me and run his tongue across my shoulder, lapping up the warm water. I shiver at the sensations and still grasp for a fluffy blue towel. I wrap it around me and I feel a tap on my shoulder. "Um, Koenma, there aren't any other towels here? Did you forget to restock?"
I actually had. But, the way I wanted him right now, he didn't have to dry off. "I did, but the way I want you right now doesn't differentiate between wet and dry."
He shivers in anticipation, it seems, and he nuzzles his nose against my neck, licking up the water droplets there. I shudder in return and lead him to the bedroom, whereas I promptly set him atop the pillows and blankets. Since it's summer, I don't care if the blankets get wet.
"This is all about you," I say. "I want to please you tonight, but I want to try something again." I reach under one of the pillows and pull out a set of handcuffs. His blue eyes widen in realization before they slide down to half-mast and he moans.
"Go for it..." he murmurs, arching his body up against mine.
"I've got some other things, too. If you wind up hating them, what'll be the safe word?"
He pauses in slightly confusion, but voices his thoughts. "Mmm... I think the safe word should be... umm..." I see the gears clicking and turning in his head. "Tomato!"
I blink and frown. "...Tomato?" I ask dubiously.
"Tomato! They're all red and watery..."
"I know what a tomato is!" I retort to his weird rambling. "...Are you sure that you want /tomato/ to be your safe word? You don't want anything else as it?"
"Hmm... now that I think on it, how 'bout /shiro/?"
My stomach drops and I nod. "That's a better safe word. It'll get me stopping a lot faster than if you were to talk about some fruit."
"It's a veggie!" He grins, then places his hands up above his head. I begin to kiss him before clasping one arm in one into one of the rings before threading the set through a bar in the headboard and cuffing the other. Something of many things that I have learned about Kurohi, is that he tends to love being dominated just as much as dominating. He likes to be held /captive/ when submissive, so far, and in contrast, he likes letting my body free when he pleases me.
I have yet to try any vibrators, but tonight will be that trial. That's why I insisted on a safe word, just in case he didn't find the use of small machines as pleasurable as others find them.
When our kiss ends, he moans as my hands skim lightly across his torso, inciting a shiver to ripple through his body. "Mmm..." He grinds against me and I pin his hips down with a playful growl.
"No."
"Please... I need you..." he whimpers.
"Really? How do you need me?" I reply seductively, licking the lobe of his ear. He gasps, and I take this moment to shed out of my baby-blue towel, tossing it behind me to the corner of the bed.
"In... inside me... please!!"
"Are you going to come quickly when I fuck you?"
"Proba'ly... yes... mmmm...!" he moans as I suckle over the pulse on his neck.
"Would you like to hold out long?"
"Yesss..."
"/Yes/ what?"
"I wanna hold out... mmm..."
I leave him alone to go for the beside drawer and he groans with his sexual tension. "Koenmaaa!" he moans. "Finish what yeh started!!" I pull out a silver cock ring with a small vibrator attached to it and slip it on. He yelps and quickly looks down at what I'm doing to the best of his ability.
I look up. "/Shiro/?"
He shakes his head. "No, no... It's just weird-feeling... What does it..."
I turn it on with a twitch of my fingers.
"GhhhaaaaaAAAAA?!!" His back arches with the stimulant and his tail thrashes quite wildly. His eyes squeeze shut and his hands jerk against the restraints. He grits his teeth and lets a low growl escape his throat. I feather my lips down to his chest and encase a dusky nipple with my hot mouth, using my forearms to hold me up. My tongue swirls against the flesh once or twice before I begin to suckle the peak.
Kurohi groans and bucks his hips against my own, making a delicious friction, and I have to pause so that I don't bite him. "Oh, Inari..." he mewls, thrusting his hips upward again. I quickly use my weight and pin him down.
"You'll get your much-deserved release soon enough. Besides, with that cock ring, you can't until I take it off."
He whimpers and takes in a shuddering breath. Sweat runs down the side of his face and he buries his face into one of his arms. "Koenmaaa..." His tail moves from its pinned position between his legs and it wraps around my waist, flexing with every jolt of pleasure he gets, which is a steady stream right now. He groans unintelligibly as I taste his flesh with my questing lips and tongue. He shudders as I reach the inside of his left arm, and his fingers flex as I lap at the not-so-tough skin and he arches into me, moaning softly.
Reaching over, I pull out one more cock ring and use it on myself, turning the small machine on low. I growl as the vibrations run up my length only to pool in that one spot near my gut and increase steadily in intensity. I lean up and mesh our lips together, my tongue invading his warm cavity and brushing against the muscle within ravenously. I want you so bad...I think to him, grinding our erections together. I gasp as he cries out as if he were crying.
%I need you twice as much. I need you in me so bad I'll die if I don't get you!!!%
My mind is soon filled with images of me taking him and I shudder at their intensity. %Do you dream of that?% I ask.
Kurohi moans and his arms twitch against the bindings before nodding his head a little. %Yes. Quite often... mmm... You feel so good against me. I want you inside me... fucking my brains out... and I won't be satisfied until I can't even think right!!% he retorts, soon giving a strangled cry as I turn up his vibrator. I turn up mine as well and I feel like I'm gonna explode.
[Well, now is... a good enough... time as any...]
I soon tire of exploration for the time being - due to my state of arousal - and quickly fetch the lube so I can fuck him...
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I shake with the force and all of a sudden, the link slowly closes down, and I collapse against Kurohi's chest, lazily finding the key to the handcuffs under one of the many pillows and unlocking the metal circles. I take the wrists in my hands and gently massage them to ensure no lost circulation, and as I do so, my lips mold against my lover's soft ones. I shiver in pleasure at the contact and murmur airily, "That was amazing... what do you think?"
"Mmmm... oishii..." he replies, licking my bottom lip before gently nipping it. I gasp slightly and chuckle before feeling a wave of fatigue roll over me.
"Are you ready to turn in, koi?"
"Hmm..."
I don't know what he means. Is he thinking or just reacting... or is he plotting something?
"I'm pooped," he finally says, yawning widely. "Me wanna sleep."
I chuckle. "But you're dirty."
"So're you," he replied tiredly. "But I dun care. I love ya either way." He yawns widely, showing fangs, and for my sake, it seems, he's keeping his eyes open in case I might say something.
I smile. "Thank you. I love you, too... Now, let me get that towel..." I slide away to the edge of the bed, retrieve the towel, and I crawl back over to my lover. I run the slightly damp cotton over his feverish body before I attend to my own. Once I'm done, I toss the towel to the floor and remove the toys from the bed only to put them back in the drawer. Once that's done, I collapse beside my lover and curl up beside him, loosely hugging his slightly smaller frame to myself.
"Ai shiteru..." he murmurs, snuggling into my chest.
I smile wanly. "Wakatta."
His ankles loosely interlock with my own and his tail wraps around my waist possessively. "S'what if I'm possessive, koi?" he murmurs.
I guess I let my mind stay open to him oh well. He IS my lover, after all. "Possessive is a good thing. I wouldn't share you like this with anyone."
"Tha's good... hnnmmm..."
Seconds later, he's sleeping quietly, and without further ado, I follow him into the land of dreams.
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Waaaiii! That took forever! Feedback welcomed!
And this is the (highly belated) first anniversary gift to all you loyal readers! Thank you so, so much for your support! (I mean it! If it weren't for your wonderful reviews, I would never have gotten so far, and written this!)
I hope to get the actual next chapter in as soon as I can freely watch TV without my time for my favorite shows being docked off. (I only get 2 hours of TV a week... or if I can do it on a free day... Phoey!)
Totemo oishiidasu. = It's very good/delicious.
Kon'chi wa! = Hi! (I heard Dee Laytner say this in my FAKE movie!)
Osashiburi / Hisashiburi da = It's been a while/It's been a long time (Again, Dee said this, but Carol said "hisashiburi" to mean something along the lines of "long time no see" or something.)
Author's note: Is it just me, or is Kurohi acting like a cross between Dee Laytner and JJ Adams from FAKE, and Raenef from Demon Diary?
Started: 3/31/04 7:08PM
Finished: 7/1/04 1:55AM
10 Years of Waiting began around my 16th birthday in March of 2003, somewhere around and between the days of 3-14 or so.
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day at the Fair - cut version
Disclaimer - I don't own YYH; am not making money off this; am not Yoshihiro Togashi; however, he is one of my mangaka gods. #starts bowing#
Claim-er - Kurohi, Yamiryuinu, Shirokoori, & all the other original characters #I# & Kohaku Frost come up with are property of Beware of Mage & Tsuki Ryu Productions. Use our characters without permission & we will be pissed. All you have to do is contact one of us and we'll probably say that you can use our characters - we just have to know that you're using them. Just leave the user address that you're going to be hosting them on and we'll probably say okay. If you make money off our characters, we want some of the profit except what is your own creation. Okay? Are we clear enough?
This mini story takes place 1 year after everything in 10YoW. Koenma/Kurohi. Kurohi probably HAS changed a little, so don't be alarmed if he's acting a little different... Oh, and I'm not going to spoil anything further. I cut out the lemony stuffs themselves, though.
This is a gift to my loyal readers! Thank you so, so much for your support! To view the uncut version of this, here's my profile on trust you know how to copy the text and paste it to the url bar.
(Maybe I should do the same for Hiei & Kurama, Yusuke &Keiko, and Kuwabara & Yukina? Well, either way, it depends on my fickle muse. She's SO into slacking right now it isn't funny.
(Taka [my muse]: Hey!!!)
/quotes in speech/ Yowahaiiro since something doesn't work %telepathic speech% #emphasis since the asterisk doesn't work#
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I sip my tea - which is #loaded# with sugar this time, as I am in a sweet mood rather than a bad one - thoughtfully, holding excitement within my body with practiced ease, but my tail is a dead giveaway. It keeps twitching and flinging about as if I was angry. 'Ttaku, my tail's excited about today. Then again, it's actually ME that's excited, and I smile. Hmph.
The stamping starts and I chance a glance at my lover. Even in toddler form, he is the sexiest creature that I have ever seen. Isn't that weird? Though, I don't find it weird because this child isn't a child. He has a long life and he knows a lot more than I could have ever known in the past.
Even when #I# looked like a child, I wasn't for very long. I still looked like a prepubescent even when I hit age forty, and those were the dog days. But, those days brought me to where I am now, so I don't loathe them as much as one without love would.
I sigh slightly and slap on my horny little smirk that I use, thinking of something that would allow a flush to appear on my face. Oh, yesss... Koenma spread eagle, naked, and waiting for my touch. Yesss... that'll do just fine. Oh, man, is Koenma going to be happy once I give him the news about today!
My tail adapts the aroused feeling, swishing slowly despite the confinement of the chair I'm sitting on, and I stare at it for a moment before gathering my thoughts into coherent order. Setting my teacup on the saucer and onto the small table near the chair I'm sitting on - Koenma always needs his desk with minimal clutter despite all the papers - I stuff one hand into my pocket and place my other hand on the large desk in front of me. As my tail slowly twitches, my ass sways ever so slowly. "Oh, Koenmaaaa- koii..." I purr.
Recognizing my tone, he looks up. "Not now, Kuro-chan. I'm busy." He looks back down, continuing to stamp.
"Koenma-koi!" I utter, moaning with his name.
He snorts derisively and glares up. I smile innocently, the blush fading. I pull up a wad of yen from my pocket, clutching it in my hand. "You don't need to do that right now." I reach over and take the "OK" stamp out of his hand, smiling sexily despite his small cry of protest. "I got your father to let you have the day off," I say in a singsong voice. "There's a fair going on right now and..." I trail, my face flushing sheepishly. ...I want you to go out with me...
My chestnut-haired lover pulls his hat down over his face, then pulls it off with a pop and a poof of smoke. Now, in the soft throne, my elegant, cute, sexy, un-satiable lover comes into view as the smoke clears. "I'd love to go." His eye glitters with eagerness and he stands up fluidly, showing off his grace. I can't help but stare as the familiar flutter in my stomach makes itself known, and my heart begins to pound. Kami, I love the feeling! The euphoria! I can't seem to get enough of it! How the hell did I survive without it?! "When are we leaving?"
I glance at my Ningenkai clothing - a short-sleeved, tight tee-shirt, a pair of jeans (unfortunately) hide my ass, and a pair of blue sneakers - and then to his thick robes. "As soon as you change your sexy butt to some Human World clothing. #Then#, we can hit the road."
Koenma smiles; I feel faint. Every day is like falling in love with him all over again... and only it keeps getting deeper... and deeper...
...and I'll gladly drown in it. Eien ni.
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As soon as my lover's ready, we head out.
I grin at him and once I lead him to a point near the River Styx, I - with a bit of effort - open a portal to a safe-spot in Ningenkai.
"You've gotten a bit stronger, eh, koi?"
My smile widens. "Only for you." I clasp our hands together and look him in the eyes, my grin shifting into one of nearly-hyper confidence. "Iko."
He nods once. "Un."
We hop through and wind up in a forest by that ice cream shop. Kurama's ki is everywhere... with a dollop of Hiei's, too. I grin at the image of the demon couple and we walk. I let Koenma walk ahead of me a little so I can observe him. He's wearing black leather, pants and DAAAAAMN does it cling to the soft curves of his hips and thighs, and especially on his ass! Oh, boy, I can feel myself starting to drool... The leather on his torso is a low-cut tank top that shows off his less-muscular - than mine - delicate frame. His hair is disheveled as always, but somehow still neat, and I earlier got a glimpse of his blue binky around his neck, containing his ruthless energies. Of course, once he lets it loose, it's explosive like hydrogen gas... Oh, that's right, I'm taking classes in Kurama's ningen high school... and I also saw some movie that had a really mild explosion throughout the whole facility and then some - to ningen, it's a HUGE explosion, but to what #I'm# used to, it's teeny tiny.
Koenma turns to see me and he chuckles. "Stop gawking and start walking, star-head."
I raise one eyebrow and lower the other one in a look of mock indignation at my still-complex hairstyle. I swear, if it were drawn, it'd be a buttload to finish. All those dimensions... "Okay, okay, fine." I tromp up to walk with him and walk slightly ahead. I hear HIS feet stopping and I sense his heart jack-hammering against his chest. I smirk slightly and tip my face up in pride, also sensing some females gawking at me. I send a little more flair into my movements, making them lazier, and I hear a few catcalls.
You tease.
%Yes, obviously, you adore the attention, koi.%
I pause in my actions and look over my shoulder, still smirking. %Don't go teaming up on me, you two!% I pause again. %Matte, how can you hear Yowahaiiro, itoshii?%
%We're bound, remember?%
%I haven't forgotten,% I reply.
Nor have I.
%Let's just get goin', eh?% I sigh and turn around and retrieve my lover, then we continue on our way. %My tail's tryin' to wag in my pants!% I complained, growling softly.
Koenma merely chuckles and playfully punches my shoulder. I growl just as playfully and hit him back, laughing as he suddenly looks indignant. "You'll pay for that later, Kuro'!"
"Aa, aa... whatever!" I laugh harder and wipe a stray tear from my eye. "Iko, iko!"
The rest of the trip is relatively uneventful, and soon enough, we hear the amicable chatter of many humans in one place. And, like new, I look around with refreshed eyes that shine in the sunlight. "Ohmigod, it's changed since I last came here!" I frown, then ask my koibito, Why is "came" and words associated to it, so common?
%Wakattana. It's more of an English innuendo than Japanese.%
%Oh.% I smirk warmly and cock my head back a little. "Why don't we go have some fun?"
He smiles back and grabs my hand. He immediately begins to tug me from stand to stand. The first place that we go to is the Cotton Candy stand, which I pay for willingly. I sink my tongue into the confection, reveling at how it melts instantly on it. I watch Koenma from the corner of my eye, and it seems that he's having fun with the sugar, too. "Totemo oishiidasu..." he murmurs, sticking a lot of it into his mouth in one go.
It looks like he's sucking cock to me... his tongue swirling idly across the fluffy pink stuff... and dipping deeper into...
With a shudder and an almost audible swallow, I stifle the thought and suck thoughtfully on my pink sugar and close my eyes a little. I'm already feeling a little hyper, too, but my libido is also trying to have a say or two. I glance his way and I am surprised to note that he's now sitting on a bench, idly observing the rides. I sit next to him and idly rub his thigh, glaring at those who gawk at the two of us. %They act like they've never seen two hot, gay guys before.%
%...It is tradition to not flaunt your partner,% Koenma thinks back quietly.
%...So? I don't care what they think.%
Koenma sighs and suckles his sugar, copper eyes gazing up at some of the rides. "Let's not go on the roller coaster, okay? Once was more than enough to last me a few millenniums."
"Okies. We don't have to go on that one. However, I, for one, like them, so if you like, you can watch me go twirly-twirly, ne?" I say, giggling with the rush that sugar consumption brings me.
"That sounds like fun. Maybe in a bit, okay? I wanna finish my sugar."
"Ahaha... not a problem." I can't help but smile and I spot a bit of cotton candy fluffy on his nose. I near my face to his and lick up the sugar, and he looks at me cross-eyed. My grin widens and I chuckle, proceeding to continue sucking on my own pink fluffy stuff.
"Koibito..."
I glance up at him and gasp as he manages to kiss my lips in a short embrace. "Ehhh... nan desu ka?" I stutter, glancing about us. No one saw... oh well.
"...Are you ashamed of me?" a soft bitterness laces his tone as he frowns.
Noticing his anger, I reply, "Nope. I was hoping someone saw. Looks like they're all ignorant and shit. Oh well." I turn to him and smile. "I can't be ashamed of you. You're more than I've ever desired. Even MUCH more so than what my so-called race said I deserved." My eyelids cover my eyes for a moment before I blink back awake and look around. "So, what do you want to play?"
He finishes his sugar and, tossing away the paper cone, he marches over to one of the strength testers. I grin like a kid in a candy store - I feel like one too, due to the amount of sugar I've eaten - and follow my lover. I pay the man the charge and he hands the mallet to my lover as soon as I step back. Koenma pulls the hammer across his shoulder and then lets it fly in one whoosh. The bell gongs loudly a half second after the impact and the gruff, kind-eyed man stares at my brunette like he grew a second head. Nevertheless, he hands Koenma a big stuffed white tiger with big blue eyes.
I devour the rest of my sugar and crinkle up the cone. I swat Koenma's back in a friendly manner while I stuff the wrapper into my pocket. I pay the man for my own go and he hesitantly gives me the hammer, seemingly dreading my victory. It weighs a bit, but not too much. I hold it with one hand and grin up at him cheekily, struggling not to laugh at his almost-scared, wide- eyed stare. I pull it over my shoulder with ease and let it fly down with one hand.
{Goonnnnnng!!}
I grin up at him as he stares. He gives me an akita stuffed animal. Giving the guy back the hammer and leaving him to think about what I'm on to make me so strong, I have fun with the toy's curly tail, pulling it straight out just to watch it corkscrew back into place again. I catch up with Koenma and toss away my wrapper absently and I chirp, "Kaaaawaiii!
Gold eyes glance back at me, then down at the toy puppy. "What's cute? Me, the cat, or the dog?"
"All uv 'em," I reply, grinning. "I like doggies. Doggy doggy doggy," I tweet in a rush like a child. I feel like one, too. I tug at the dog's perky white ear and then toy with its curly tail again. Reclaiming some of my seriousness, I continue, "You're not just cute, though. You're sexy as hell, y'know that?"
He smiles with a sound of appreciation. "Yeah, I do."
"Good, 'cuz I'll never let you forget it." I nuzzle my nose at his cheek and growl as a female passersby seems disgusted at my display of affection. "Oh, screw off!" I retort, sidling closer to my lover protectively and baring my teeth like a beast. Then, I wrap an arm around my lover with my free hand and continue, "What, you haven't seen two people in love before?!" I then kiss Koenma's cheek, ignoring her. I make her strut away by doing this and I feel pleased.
"Um, koi, I think the sugar's gone to your head."
"So what?" I ask, grinning like a fool.
"Maybe you should calm down?" he asks me pointedly.
I concede, but not before retorting in my defense, "I'm hyperactive, okay? Any sugar in my system's gonna get me riled up. Su---gar!!!!"
"Fine, fine," he allotted. "You want me to hold onto your doggy while you go on the roller-coaster?"
"Pwease?" I say, offering my big white poochy.
Chuckling, my lover takes my puppy - well, it's not a puppy 'cuz its ears are standing up, but oh well - and I run off to the stands at the roller- coaster. As I stand in line, a boy in front of me turns around. He has black hair and seductive green eyes, but I'm immune due to my love-ties to Koenma and my sugar rush.
"You wanna sit with me on the ride?"
"I jes wanna SIT on the ride!" I retort, hyper as ever. I grin.
The boy glances over to the ride and counts the people compared to the number of seats left. Once he's done, he says, "If anything, we'll have to wait for the next round 'cuz you can't sit on my lap. But if you could, you'd be more than welcome to."
He must be one of those American boys - those few that are confident with their sexuality. I smile sweetly; all due to my sugar high. "I'm sorry; I'm taken. So there."
"Oh yeah? So, what's this gal got that I don't?"
I look him up and down, resting my chin in my fist and letting my lips brush against my pointer finger a little. "Hmm... Well, he has everything that you don't got."
"What? A vagina?!"
I frown. "No. He's a he, stupid."
"Then what?!!"
"He's strong, smart, cute, sexy, has a great body, has a nice sense of humor... I could go on forever. Plus, most importantly, he has me." I wink and shove him along. "Now, it's your turn to ride. Buh-bye!" I chirp, grinning at his pale face.
The ticket man looks at me weirdly. I blink at him. "What? Something on my face?"
He shakes his head. "Nope, nothin', kid. You just strike me as the odd type, is all. Now, do you have enough money for the ride?"
I nod and fish it out, clutching the yen bills in my right hand. "Yup, yup." And, of course, I may act like a kid, but I'm not one at all. However, I don't think that telling this guy that I was over fifty years his senior would be a good thing. Best to let him believe what he would.
Looking up, I watch as the ride flies across the highest of areas only to dip down, crawl up, plummet again, and spin so crazily I felt even more hyper with the thrill of being able to go on such a work of art.
I just hope that these riders - as well as the ones I'd ride with - wouldn't get sick. It SO would kill my mood for, like, five minutes! And I cannot ever waste a good five minutes of sugar-induced energy and optimisticism. And, yes, I made that "ism" word up. So there.
After a few minutes more, the ride comes to a halt a its starting place. After the other occupants - queasy, sick, or otherwise - dismount, I fork over the money and get in the front seat. Grinning like an idiot, I look at the far wall and try not to bounce too much.
Someone sits down next to me and I turn my head to see. "Kon'chi wa!" I greet, grinning.
It's a girl. She has short, dark brown hair that falls to her shoulders and big brown eyes. She seems no older than I, but we all know that I'm really, really old. "Ko... kon'nichi wa," she replies. "This is my first time on a roller-coaster. So, um..." She starts blushing all uva sudden, and I get the feeling that she likes me. "Namae wa desu ka? And, where do you get your hair done? It's very... unique."
"Ha ha. I do it myself. It's, more or less, naturally like that," I reply. "Namae wa Kurohi - how about you? Now, you say that this's your first time on a 'coaster? I hope you don't get motion-sick."
"Oh, no, not at all," she replies. "I've been on a log ride and I can tolerate the long, vertical drops no problem. Oh, my name's Amiria."
"Ah, sou desu ka? Then, you'll have no problem with it." I smile. "Yoroshiku."
She giggles. "Nice to meet you, too. What about you - y'know, with the roller-coaster? As in, how many times have you been on one? You certainly seem rather bubbly and excited."
I grin some more, and my expression turns almost impish. "I've been on two or three in my lifetime. No side affects except what you're seein' now. I'm a little hyper from cotton candy right now. Nya ha!"
"So, once you're done with this ride, you'll be even more hyper?"
I nod. "Aa." I loosely fold my arms against my chest. "I'm calming down just a little, but once this ride gets goin', I'll be yap-yap-yappin' and who knows what else. I'll probably start screamin'." I wink and she blushes.
"Heh heh. So, um, can I ask a question?"
"You have vocal cords," I reply, confusion etched in my voice. "So even if you did ask, I might not answer."
"Um, do you have a girlfriend?"
I hesitate, then blush. "We-well, um..." Koenma's face appears in my mind's eye and my smile changes to a dreamy one instead of a giddy grin. I hear the girl's heartbeat quicken - probably because of my expression. I blink out of my love-struck phase and I reply, "Actually..." I bite my lip, release it, and blurt quietly, "...I have a boyfriend. Sorry to ruin your plans, toots." I smile at her, then I try to cheer her up when her face falls. "You'll find someone, with a pretty face and eyes like that, I'm bettin' that you have to knock potential boys and girls away with a huge stick. In fact, I'd also wager..." I trail, looking her up and down. Her tank top shirt reveals some moderate cleavage and her shorts end at her knees, followed by silky-looking, long tanned legs. Her feet were kind of small, but that's no problem. I snap my gaze up to her face. "...that if I weren't spoken for already, I'd go out with you. And that's sayin' a lot, 'cuz I normally don't find girls sexually attractive to me."
She simply stares at me.
The safety bar suddenly falls across my lap and the ride jerks forward. I yelp at the suddenness, "HOLY CRAP, THIS SUCKA'S FINALLY MOVIN'!!" I grin. "IT'S ABOUT TIME!"
The cars slowly make their way cross the track, and I can quickly see the dip. Grinning wider, I whoop as we plummet down the vertical drop, leaning forward as much as I can. After a moment or two of doing that, as we start to crawl back up, I look down to the ground and see Koenma. He waves my puppy into the air as a greeting and I wave back. The girl looks at him, then turns to me. "He's very hot."
I nod and grin. "Yeah. I think so too, even when I first met him. I thought he was hotter than the sun." I chuckle lewdly.
"You... You mean to tell me that you've done it with him already?"
"You bet!" I retort, grinning. "Whoa!!!" We plummet down really, really far, and we go through a loop. I scream giddily as we go upside-down. It feels so familiar, as if I'm my dragon form, and flying about without restraint.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" I scream as we fly across the railroad-like tracks. "WOOOOOOOO!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!" I open one eye to see that we're going to fall and come back up again. I glance at the tanned girl. She's screaming, too, a giddy look on her face. Still grinning, I whoop as we plummet, and start laughing again as we fly up. I recognize this part and yell as we go up another loop only to plummet and go up another one. Most of us lurch with the velocity as we make a left turn to go through an area that twists around like a strand of licorice. My stomach is unfazed at the quick, circular movements, as I am also used to running just as fast as my mentor, Hiei.
The ride is slowing down. Are we done already? I look around. We're coming back to our origin point. After Amiria gets off, I follow suit and take a few steps back as a boy to my right suddenly tosses his cookies all over the cement.
"Aww, man, couldn't you hold it in??" I complain, covering my sensitive nose with one hand. I flee the scene and run back to my lover, stopping a few paces in front of him.
"Koenma-koi!" I chirp, grinning like mad.
"You had a good time?" he asks, stepping up to me with both stuffed toys in hand. He smiles at me.
I nod once and take my poochy back. "Yupper," I reply, rubbing my toy's ears. "I had a blast! It's like flying drunk - not that I've ever been drunk! Or, or like flying like I don't care how I fly! Or kinda like flying when I got Botan outta the water when the Meikai gods got outta their imprisonment." I'm still grinning.
"If you haven't been drunk, then how do you know that flying drunk is like a roller-coaster?" he asks, arching an eyebrow.
"Heh. I don't." I pause, thinking up something else. I look to the sky. The sun is still up high, and if we wanted a romantic evening just like our first date, we have to kill some more time. I set my jaw slightly, then look back at him. "...So, do you want to play some of the other games?"
He smiles. "Sure."
I look around and point to a water-shooting game where the water has to blow up a balloon. "How about that one?"
My lover puts on his game face. "You're on."
I run toward the stand, my koibito in tow, and I pay up for the both of us. Stuffing my puppy down the front of my shirt - only leaving its paws and face poking out of the collar - I grab hold of my water gun with both hands, using one hand to aim and the other to steady. Koenma places his big tiger under one arm as he grabs the gun with his right hand.
"Ready? Set... Go!"
The machines flare to life and I squeeze the trigger as I aim for the small hole to blow up my balloon. It starts to fill and I reinforce my aim. Within seconds, I'm sure that I won't start missing, and I glance over to my lover, and he is fairing just as well as I am. I refocus my attention to my shooting, and within a second or two more, the gun stops, and the gun becomes stiff again.
I release it and I look at my balloon. It's full. I look to Koenma's. It's full, too.
"Draw game!" the man tells us. "The game ends as soon as one person fills up the balloon. Turns out, you two got it full at the same time. So... what prize'll it be? One for each of ya."
I glance at the bundle of prizes. There are cats of different varieties, a few dogs just like the one in my shirt, some snakes, and some other things...
I point to a different item. "I want that."
The man opens the glass cabinet and pulls out the item. "I'll give it to you..." He pauses and looks at us pointedly. "...if both you and your friend there play one more game."
I look to my lover as he stares at me. There's a "game" gleam in his eyes, and I understand. I turn to the "older" man. "You have yourself a deal, sir!" I hand him the money needed for the game and he takes it. We both take our marks at the guns and the game begins again. I focus completely on my task and I manage to fill up the balloon faster than the last time.
The guns suddenly stiffen and point down. I let it go in mild shock and I stare at it. I stare at my balloon, then at Koenma's.
Koenma's is full.
Mine isn't.
I stare at him, then at the man who has my prize in his big hand. My gaze is expectant, and he hands me the item once I hold out my hand. I stare at it close up and smile slightly.
It's a pewter dragon with an amethyst for an eye. It's a pendant, actually, on a silver chain. A new dragon... just as I am a new person. I think the word is "bittersweet"... For having to take so much crap as a child... and growing up under the pressure of death to those near me... for living without light in my eyes... to fully maturing and earning my soul and my heart... as well as my freedom.
After I wait for my lover to take his prizes - a few toy wood snakes - I walk off, staring at my new piece of jewelry after losing much of my own hand-crafted one.
I suddenly feel someone grab my arm. I look over my left shoulder and see that it's Koenma. He tugs my arm gently, and I follow him once he releases me. We're at a fairly secluded area with trees. I walk over to one of them and look up at him, the pewter dragon hidden in my hand. "Dou shita no?" I ask, using my free hand to take my toy dog out of my shirt and place the white thing by my side.
"Nothing is wrong... but are #you# okay?"
I stare back at my closed hand. "I was just thinking..." I murmur, and I sense Koenma coming a little closer so he can hear me properly. "...thinking, about that time. When I saw nothing when I saw my own reflection, when I had no soul... Or, at least, a soul so beaten, it was constantly within an inch of its life. I can barely remember what I did to save my own hide..." I shut my eyes, but the images become clear, and I almost don't want to see them. I don't want to see my past right now! "...I was the only one with morals in a world full of heartless demons... I shunned their way of hatred and in return was hated myself." I hesitate as I remember those who hated me. My brother... countless, nameless demons... and, even for a short while, Mukuro as well. My brother, I remember, tried to taint me with his perverted hands, and countless demons wished the same due to my exotic appearance. Even Mukuro seemed interested in me, choosing to look at me at times instead of at Hiei. "But..." I smile, but do no open my eyes. "in return for my pain... in return for my patience... and in return for my love..." I open my eyes and look my lover in the eyes, my solid blue meeting gentle gold. "...I was blessed with the opportunity to love and be loved by you." My smile is authentic. I open my hand and stare at the necklace a moment. Then, I hold it up to him. "It is yours. Just like how my body, my life, my love, and my heart are yours." My eyes burn and when I blink, hot wetness falls, and I make no sound.
"But..." he retorts softly, sitting in front of me. "why are you giving this to me...?"
For lack of something more elaborate, I reply, "Because I want to."
He pauses, staring into my eyes and deep in my soul. He seems to be thinking about something, but what that may be, I have no clue. After a moment or two, he seems to make up his mind, and he leans forward, extending his neck. I unhook the ends and wrap my arms around his neck to refasten the ends. Once that is done, I lean a little forward myself and place my lips against his in a small kiss. I close my eyes. I feel his breath whoosh against my mouth as he gasps, and as I feel the light, butterfly-like feeling in my stomach, I plunge my tongue into his mouth with a moan as the feeling intensifies. I feel starved for his contact, just like when I first responded in such a way to his touch, and I feel him reciprocate, his tongue brushing gently against mine. I set my lips more fully against his mouth and I groan as the muscle in his mouth becomes aggressive. I clutch his shoulders as I feel like I'm falling down a long drop and he's the only one who can save me; he the angel to my flawed human. I whimper softly and pant as we part for air and I dip my head against his almost-bare shoulder, and my tears taint the small expanse of flesh before rolling across in small rivulets.
Oh, Inari-sama...
"Why are you still sad, love?"
I am silent, then I hug him tighter. "...I still cannot believe my fate... how lucky I am to have you. Part of me still believes, that even after all this time, you're just a dream, and one day, I'll wake up, and you won't be there, by my side..." I grit my teeth as more tears fall, creating tracks down the back of my lover's arm. "When I was frozen, I had dreamed for so long, and then when I woke up, it seemed that, eventually, I had found what I wanted most in the whole universe... But I'm still afraid. I'm afraid that you'll disappear like a dream to a waking being..."
He holds me tighter, and we stay like that for a while. I don't know how long, but I think only an hour or two... even if it seems like an eternity, and my back is aching. I don't care about my own pain, but the pain of being shunned, though while not fresh, still leaves a strong impression on me.
When I finally move, I look into my lover's eyes.
He's dozing...
...and I smile.
My eyes trace his face. Boy, does he have long eyelashes... They're dark, to boot. His nose is more slender than mine is, and his lips form a sort of pout by itself from sucking his pacifier all day for who knows how long. He looks so damn hot and kissable - and yes, I made that word up, too, so there!
Unable to resist the temptation, I brush my lips against his, fleetingly, and he wakes up with a soft yawn. He blinks slightly, then asks in a sleepy voice, "Oh, I fell asleep...?"
I nod slightly. "Yeah, but it's okay." I continue my small smile and back away from him. I scoop up my toy and I look at him as he does the same with his toys. "So, what're ya gonna do with those wood snakes?"
"Probably give them to Kuwabara's kids," he replies, getting up.
I rise with him and stretch my temporarily unused muscles, reveling in the "crrrrraaaaackkk!" that the action caused, and I close my eyes as I do so. "Okies. Do y'wanna chill around for a while or play some games some more?"
"I wish to go on the Ferris wheel."
I pause in my slow stretching and open one eye. My heart pauses in my chest before continuing with my question, "Can we go on in a little while, when the sun sets?"
His gold eyes fix unto mine. He's searching me again, and after a moment, he nods. "Hai. We'll wait until nightfall."
I smile a little brighter and wrap one arm around both his shoulders. "Dewa, we should kill some time until then."
"Un."
...We played some more games to pass the time, and before we knew it, the sun had set completely, surrendering the world to darkness illuminated by artificial lights and the light of the half-moon. Only the couples seemed to remain, and we were a select few...
I still wondered what those piercing looks Koenma gave me were for... but I didn't let it bother me...
Striding over to the man in charge, I pay him enough for us both. He stares at us with mild disgust, but I thank him for trying to hide it. I let Koenma mount first before I settle in next to him. Once others perch on, we slowly rise up, to see the sky. "Osashiburi da..." I murmur, looking at him. He stares back. "...since the first time I brought you here, to experience what I couldn't at the time." I smile. "And here we are again. Time sure does fly when you're saving the world time and time again, huh?"
He nods. "It certainly does. I dare say that you have also matured while saving the world."
"You DID save me before, though. Remember?" I reply, smiling lightly.
He nods once again. "Yeah, I remember. If you hadn't been in pain, I would have commented at the time just how hot you looked."
"Hmm," I reply, looking away. He thinks I look hot when I'm sprawled out on the floor in nothing at all?
"And you've done a lot, too, as well."
I look back at him and cock my head to one side. "You think so?"
"Of course I think so. You brought your brother AND your father to justice, and you left your impression on me."
My eyes widen a second before I snort derisively, narrowing my gaze. "I didn't know that unwanted children like me could still do that." Then again, we ARE a rare occurrence.
My lover's gaze becomes shocked. "You're still holding onto that grudge?! I thought that your father apologized to you!"
"..." I look away, my sarcasm and scorn fleeing in depression's grasp. "...I'm sorry. We're supposed to be having fun, and right now I'm ruining it... And you're right, he did apologize. I don't have much of a grudge left, really. I just sometimes wish that things were different... if I had been raised with love instead of hatred and loneliness, like most others are..."
&&&&&&
Seeing Kurohi in such a depressed state earlier today - and now especially - makes me worry, but knowing him, he should be okay in a bit. Perhaps what I have planned for him tonight - unfortunately, it's a last-minute idea - will help?
His blue eyes are glittering with the stars right now; a lot of light is reflecting off their surfaces as he looks to the heavens. I kiss him, briefly, on the cheek, and he turns his head to face me. His eyes are wide a moment with emotion, then he smiles softly before looking to the stars again.
The ride seems to end before it even starts, and the next thing I know, we're going home.
Once we're far from civilization, my lover opens a portal and holds my hand before we jump through. We reappear just outside my domain and I lead him inside. Once we enter my office, I stop and he looks at me curiously, his head cocking to one side.
"Will you wait here for a minute, itoshii?"
He nods once and I enter my room, placing the prizes I won on my dresser before setting to work. Rummaging in a compartment in my bedside table, I pull out some candles and place them about the room and even in the bathroom that connects to my chambers, lighting them as I go. I make sure that there's some lubricant and some toys I own in the table's drawer, too, before checking under my pillow for another toy. To my relief, it's still there. I go into the bathroom, and after I begin to draw up the water for a shower in the large stall, I dim the lights and exit my chambers to see Kurohi sitting in the chair he was in earlier. He has let his long tail out of his pants and it twitches nervously, betraying his stony face.
He looks up at me, bewildered. He doesn't know that I plan on making the rest of this night for him alone.
I smile. "Let's go take a bath."
He smiles in return, clutching his toy, and once we're inside my room, I close the door and see that he has stopped moving, absorbing the view of my candlelit room. "Sugoi..."
"That's not all I have, koi," I retort gently, slowly pulling off the tight leather. I hear Kurohi walk across the floor to put his toy on the dresser and come back toward me. Whatever skin I reveal, he begins to kiss, starting at my lower back. His lips feather upward, drawing small moans from me. He grips my sides with gentle, callused fingertips, and starts purring deep in his chest once I fully remove the tight top.
I look over my shoulder and down at his shorter form as his mouth moves up my shoulder. "You're wearing more than I am," I manage before his lips touch the juncture between my neck and shoulder.
He steps on one of his heels and pulls off one shoe before doing the same to the other. He tries to mimic the movements on his white socks, but when nothing happens, he kneels down with a groan of frustration to pull them off, his long tail twitching with his emotions. While he is sidetracked, I slide off my leather boots and cotton socks before undoing the belt on my tight pants.
Kurohi looks up and starts purring again, his eyelids half-covering twin pools of water. His hands fly to the upper hem of my pants and he slides them down my hips, and once I get one leg free, I manage to kick them off somewhere in the nearest corner. He hugs my belly and rests the side of his face flush with my stomach. His spiky, soft hair tickles me and I run one of my hands through the silver and brown strands. His back and head arch into my touch and his purr intensifies, his throat leaning against my mostly-erected sex. I groan as the vibrations hit dead on, but I won't have that right now. I pull him away and help him to his feet. I lead him into the bathroom where he strips the rest of the way, revealing a slender build with lean muscles accented by the tattoo that leads from one shoulder to the other. He hops in - well, not literally in the sense that he gets in - and as the water hits his head, the spikes come undone to reveal shoulder- length brown hair. Before the water can invade those deep eyes of his, he shuts them.
I step into the tub just behind him and make up a lather on a washcloth to my right.
"Hmph," chuckles my lover, pulling me toward him. "Gonna get us clean so we can get dirty again?"
"Mm-hmm," I reply, setting the soap aside. "Now, cooperate this time."
He stretches out his cheeks with his fingers and sticks out his tongue. "I cooperated last time! So there!"
"Yeah, when the threat of no sex for a month was in the air!" I start chuckling at him.
He changes his appearance and pouts. "Meh. That wasn't funny." His right hand touches my hip while his other hand cups my chin, and he kisses me lightly. "But I know I would have been strong enough to go without it. It might be a bit difficult, though, since I figured out just what I was missing." His lips feather across my wet skin and he presses his arousal against my ass. "What's cool for you, though, is that only you can make me like this... Make me want you so badly I can't live without you. Just a glimpse of your face or a blind touch of your hand..." He presses his face up against the back of my neck; the contact makes me shiver. "...and I'd be set for the whole day. Heh heh."
I feel his hand begin to fondle me and I moan softly, but remember my plans a moment later. "Mmm... You need cleaning up, baby. You stink," I murmur, trying not to chuckle.
"Nani? I thought..."
"...that I like you dirty? Well, I have to admit that your scent is much more prominent like that, but right now, I want you clean. So, will you let me?"
He hesitates, then shrugs slightly before he can catch himself. He's been trying not to use the "whatever" action in terms of "yes". "Um... sure..." He seems uncertain, but it's all because of how we're feeling between our legs. "Yeah... go ahead." He releases me and now it's my turn.
I run the cloth at his shoulders first, his right shoulder, at the juncture. He makes a small noise as the cloth rubs against him - I think it's because it's me cleaning him - and after a moment, I run the cloth along the length of his arm. The muscles underneath twitch slightly at the contact, and I realize that it looks like he's trying not to pounce me... either that, or he's holding back, like he was taught before I met him.
I pass the cloth to his other arm, and I receive the same reaction as before. Only, this time, he moans softly, his eyes still shut under the spray of the shower-head. The cloth comes to his hand, slipping between his fingers and he shivers as if I licked him there. He's very responsive nowadays, and I can almost touch him anywhere to receive a response.
I bring the cloth down to the right side of his chest and I see him suck in a shuddering breath. The cloth wisps against the soft skin and across one dusky nipple, which has been erect for some time now. At this action, he moans softly and lets his head roll to his left shoulder. "Mmmnnn..." Once the water eradicates the soap from the area, I fasten my lips against the peak, suckling gently, and I am rewarded with a soft yelp.
His hands thread loosely through my hair and I hear the familiar vibrations as well as feel them against my lips. It sort of tickles. I gently nip at the peak - hearing yet another cry from his throat - before releasing the nub and continue my cleansing, repeating the process to the other dusky peak once it's rinsed off.
"Aaaahnnn..." His moan is cut off by a small whimper, and I recognize it. I'm driving him nuts right now. It must be painful.
I slowly drag the cloth down and once it reaches his hard abdomen, his stomach spasms and his breathing rasps softly as he tries to not giggle. "Ah, that tickles, does it?"
Kurohi simply giggles in reply, unable to say anything coherent. In response to this, I stab my tongue into his bellybutton, and he shrieks with bottled-up laughter. "Ha ha ha shaa! No, no! Stop! Haha... hee hee hee...!! Yamete, ne?!! Hahaha!"
After a moment, I stop tickling him and I speed ahead to his creamy thighs and working my way down.
"Aww, man! You missed a spot! Well, actually, an area!" He shuts up for a second as I quickly reach his feet and I pause. He suddenly asks, playfully wary, "What are you doing??"
"Balance on something."
I give him a moment to hold onto one of the bars I had conveniently had installed a few months ago just for occasions like this. I lift his foot up and I sense him regain his balance quickly. He shivers as I touch him and apply a bit of pressure in the innermost arch.
"Nnnnmm!" he responds, shivering slightly. I apply more pressure and rub across the plane of the bottom of his foot. He moans loudly, his body shaking, and he starts breathing a little faster. I set the first foot aside and work on the other one, rubbing from the pads of his toes to his heel. "Nnnnnn... C'mon, I need you, Ko-chan... Onegai?"
I look up at him and I see a bright blue gaze pleading at me. Smiling up at him, I run the cloth across his rear and he spreads his legs a bit while gripping the bar...
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After his orgasm, I slowly gulp down the remains in my mouth and I him slide out of my mouth. I look up at him and he stares down at me wearily in return. There's a sated expression on his face, and he's smiling. It's almost as if he's glowing, despite the fact that his legs are shaking with the strain of remaining upright. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I let him slide down and sit in front of me, whereas he wraps his arms around my neck. His lips press insistently upon my own and his tongue plunges into my mouth without my consent, but I do not mind. I moan and suck gently onto the warm, soft muscle and he makes a pleased sound. His tail wraps gently around my stomach and simply stays there. I guess he's more like a female than I thought. He's constantly starving for contact - and when he gets it, boy is he ever vocal! - but I guess that's because of his past. Oh, but don't tell Kurohi I thought that he seemed girlie, okay?
I feel his heart beating quickly against my own chest when he presses closer against me. His breathing, though quiet now, is still rapid, and his body continues to quake.
After a moment, he chuckles. "I really need to learn how to hold back, don't I? Y'know, so I can last longer when we do this?"
I run a hand along the contours of his spine and he shudders slightly. "I don't mind that you're this responsive," I reply. "I really like that, actually."
He chuckles softly. "Hontou ni?"
I nod once. "Aa." His long tail flexes against my stomach, and what remains to be done is brought to my attention. "Oh, that's right... I need to clean up, and you need to finish up." I retrieve the shampoo bottle and I catch him with a slightly anticipating expression on his face.
Unwrapping his tail from my stomach, he sits down on his bottom with his back to me. Taking some of the shampoo into my hands, my fingers start applying the spice-scented concoction near his temples. He starts shivering as he feels my hands pull his hair a little and run through the tresses, quickly creating a lather. Once I'm done with that, he stands up and lets the water run through his hair, and he runs his hands through the soft tresses to help get all the soap out. Once he's done with that, he snags a small amount of rain-scented conditioner and applies it to the ends of his hair, by his shoulders and then, leaving it in, he turns around with a bar of soap and my washcloth in his hands. "Your turn."
I shake my head. "It's okay. I can do it myself." I put out my hand to take both objects.
He snorts but puts the bar of soap into my baby-blue washcloth and hands it over anyway. "So can I, but what're partners if they can't do things for the other? I mean, we're all capable of handling ourselves, but, jeez." He rinses out the conditioner just as I start soaping up, and then he snags the soap from where I put it and soaps up his tail, getting the five-foot- long appendage cleaned up. "Heh. Almost forgot. This thing can be a hassle..."
Running the hair products one and then two in my hair, I rinse them out separately and step out. Water immediately drips down my frame, and I reach for a towel only to have my lover - after shutting off the water - follow me and run his tongue across my shoulder, lapping up the warm water. I shiver at the sensations and still grasp for a fluffy blue towel. I wrap it around me and I feel a tap on my shoulder. "Um, Koenma, there aren't any other towels here? Did you forget to restock?"
I actually had. But, the way I wanted him right now, he didn't have to dry off. "I did, but the way I want you right now doesn't differentiate between wet and dry."
He shivers in anticipation, it seems, and he nuzzles his nose against my neck, licking up the water droplets there. I shudder in return and lead him to the bedroom, whereas I promptly set him atop the pillows and blankets. Since it's summer, I don't care if the blankets get wet.
"This is all about you," I say. "I want to please you tonight, but I want to try something again." I reach under one of the pillows and pull out a set of handcuffs. His blue eyes widen in realization before they slide down to half-mast and he moans.
"Go for it..." he murmurs, arching his body up against mine.
"I've got some other things, too. If you wind up hating them, what'll be the safe word?"
He pauses in slightly confusion, but voices his thoughts. "Mmm... I think the safe word should be... umm..." I see the gears clicking and turning in his head. "Tomato!"
I blink and frown. "...Tomato?" I ask dubiously.
"Tomato! They're all red and watery..."
"I know what a tomato is!" I retort to his weird rambling. "...Are you sure that you want /tomato/ to be your safe word? You don't want anything else as it?"
"Hmm... now that I think on it, how 'bout /shiro/?"
My stomach drops and I nod. "That's a better safe word. It'll get me stopping a lot faster than if you were to talk about some fruit."
"It's a veggie!" He grins, then places his hands up above his head. I begin to kiss him before clasping one arm in one into one of the rings before threading the set through a bar in the headboard and cuffing the other. Something of many things that I have learned about Kurohi, is that he tends to love being dominated just as much as dominating. He likes to be held /captive/ when submissive, so far, and in contrast, he likes letting my body free when he pleases me.
I have yet to try any vibrators, but tonight will be that trial. That's why I insisted on a safe word, just in case he didn't find the use of small machines as pleasurable as others find them.
When our kiss ends, he moans as my hands skim lightly across his torso, inciting a shiver to ripple through his body. "Mmm..." He grinds against me and I pin his hips down with a playful growl.
"No."
"Please... I need you..." he whimpers.
"Really? How do you need me?" I reply seductively, licking the lobe of his ear. He gasps, and I take this moment to shed out of my baby-blue towel, tossing it behind me to the corner of the bed.
"In... inside me... please!!"
"Are you going to come quickly when I fuck you?"
"Proba'ly... yes... mmmm...!" he moans as I suckle over the pulse on his neck.
"Would you like to hold out long?"
"Yesss..."
"/Yes/ what?"
"I wanna hold out... mmm..."
I leave him alone to go for the beside drawer and he groans with his sexual tension. "Koenmaaa!" he moans. "Finish what yeh started!!" I pull out a silver cock ring with a small vibrator attached to it and slip it on. He yelps and quickly looks down at what I'm doing to the best of his ability.
I look up. "/Shiro/?"
He shakes his head. "No, no... It's just weird-feeling... What does it..."
I turn it on with a twitch of my fingers.
"GhhhaaaaaAAAAA?!!" His back arches with the stimulant and his tail thrashes quite wildly. His eyes squeeze shut and his hands jerk against the restraints. He grits his teeth and lets a low growl escape his throat. I feather my lips down to his chest and encase a dusky nipple with my hot mouth, using my forearms to hold me up. My tongue swirls against the flesh once or twice before I begin to suckle the peak.
Kurohi groans and bucks his hips against my own, making a delicious friction, and I have to pause so that I don't bite him. "Oh, Inari..." he mewls, thrusting his hips upward again. I quickly use my weight and pin him down.
"You'll get your much-deserved release soon enough. Besides, with that cock ring, you can't until I take it off."
He whimpers and takes in a shuddering breath. Sweat runs down the side of his face and he buries his face into one of his arms. "Koenmaaa..." His tail moves from its pinned position between his legs and it wraps around my waist, flexing with every jolt of pleasure he gets, which is a steady stream right now. He groans unintelligibly as I taste his flesh with my questing lips and tongue. He shudders as I reach the inside of his left arm, and his fingers flex as I lap at the not-so-tough skin and he arches into me, moaning softly.
Reaching over, I pull out one more cock ring and use it on myself, turning the small machine on low. I growl as the vibrations run up my length only to pool in that one spot near my gut and increase steadily in intensity. I lean up and mesh our lips together, my tongue invading his warm cavity and brushing against the muscle within ravenously. I want you so bad...I think to him, grinding our erections together. I gasp as he cries out as if he were crying.
%I need you twice as much. I need you in me so bad I'll die if I don't get you!!!%
My mind is soon filled with images of me taking him and I shudder at their intensity. %Do you dream of that?% I ask.
Kurohi moans and his arms twitch against the bindings before nodding his head a little. %Yes. Quite often... mmm... You feel so good against me. I want you inside me... fucking my brains out... and I won't be satisfied until I can't even think right!!% he retorts, soon giving a strangled cry as I turn up his vibrator. I turn up mine as well and I feel like I'm gonna explode.
[Well, now is... a good enough... time as any...]
I soon tire of exploration for the time being - due to my state of arousal - and quickly fetch the lube so I can fuck him...
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I shake with the force and all of a sudden, the link slowly closes down, and I collapse against Kurohi's chest, lazily finding the key to the handcuffs under one of the many pillows and unlocking the metal circles. I take the wrists in my hands and gently massage them to ensure no lost circulation, and as I do so, my lips mold against my lover's soft ones. I shiver in pleasure at the contact and murmur airily, "That was amazing... what do you think?"
"Mmmm... oishii..." he replies, licking my bottom lip before gently nipping it. I gasp slightly and chuckle before feeling a wave of fatigue roll over me.
"Are you ready to turn in, koi?"
"Hmm..."
I don't know what he means. Is he thinking or just reacting... or is he plotting something?
"I'm pooped," he finally says, yawning widely. "Me wanna sleep."
I chuckle. "But you're dirty."
"So're you," he replied tiredly. "But I dun care. I love ya either way." He yawns widely, showing fangs, and for my sake, it seems, he's keeping his eyes open in case I might say something.
I smile. "Thank you. I love you, too... Now, let me get that towel..." I slide away to the edge of the bed, retrieve the towel, and I crawl back over to my lover. I run the slightly damp cotton over his feverish body before I attend to my own. Once I'm done, I toss the towel to the floor and remove the toys from the bed only to put them back in the drawer. Once that's done, I collapse beside my lover and curl up beside him, loosely hugging his slightly smaller frame to myself.
"Ai shiteru..." he murmurs, snuggling into my chest.
I smile wanly. "Wakatta."
His ankles loosely interlock with my own and his tail wraps around my waist possessively. "S'what if I'm possessive, koi?" he murmurs.
I guess I let my mind stay open to him oh well. He IS my lover, after all. "Possessive is a good thing. I wouldn't share you like this with anyone."
"Tha's good... hnnmmm..."
Seconds later, he's sleeping quietly, and without further ado, I follow him into the land of dreams.
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Waaaiii! That took forever! Feedback welcomed!
And this is the (highly belated) first anniversary gift to all you loyal readers! Thank you so, so much for your support! (I mean it! If it weren't for your wonderful reviews, I would never have gotten so far, and written this!)
I hope to get the actual next chapter in as soon as I can freely watch TV without my time for my favorite shows being docked off. (I only get 2 hours of TV a week... or if I can do it on a free day... Phoey!)
Totemo oishiidasu. = It's very good/delicious.
Kon'chi wa! = Hi! (I heard Dee Laytner say this in my FAKE movie!)
Osashiburi / Hisashiburi da = It's been a while/It's been a long time (Again, Dee said this, but Carol said "hisashiburi" to mean something along the lines of "long time no see" or something.)
Author's note: Is it just me, or is Kurohi acting like a cross between Dee Laytner and JJ Adams from FAKE, and Raenef from Demon Diary?
Started: 3/31/04 7:08PM
Finished: 7/1/04 1:55AM
10 Years of Waiting began around my 16th birthday in March of 2003, somewhere around and between the days of 3-14 or so.