Author's Note: SAME AN's FROM LAST CHAPTER APPLY.

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Chapter Six:

Subaru watched the Sakurazukamori approach him from under heavy lidded eyes, a smirk materializing on his face as the older man straddled him on the bed, eyes hungry and heated. Those hands, which had been covered in blood just a few hours ago, stroked through his hair, then down his neck, rubbing across the front of his shirt and spending a minute or two on the area just around his nipples. Finally the hands went to the bottom of the garment, pulling it up as the Sumeragi raised his arms above his head, assisting in his undressing. When the shirt was fully off, strewn somewhere down at the bottom of the bed, the taller man leaned down, hands fluttering over the younger onmyouji's stomach as he tore another kiss from that mouth, his own lips now smeared with the black lipstick that even though it was nontransferable couldn't stand up to the heat and ferocity of the two men.

Subaru raised his own hands to the assassin's hair, weaving his fingers through the silken strands as he felt those hands moving over his torso, tickling across his flat stomach and moving up to tweak and circle his nipples. A slight noise was drowned by the golden eyed man's mouth as the white onmyouji shivered against Seishirou's body, lust turning those emerald eyes to an almost ebony shade. As an after thought the younger man noticed the music from downstairs had made its way through the walls of the room, a sensuous throbbing circling the pair as they continued their lustful kissing.

The dark onmyouji's eyes fluttered slightly as the Sumeragi's hands traveled down his back, circling around the waist of his pants and brushing across his hard member through the slick material, traveling upwards until they perfectly mirrored Seishirou's own actions. Every so often, though, one of his hands would lower to the Sakurazukamori's groin, the younger man taking pleasure in watching the dark onmyouji squirming from the desire burning within him.

Seishirou broke off from one of their kisses to lean down and nip at the long haired man's earlobe. "Bad boy," he murmured breathlessly into that ear as he licked and nipped down the perfect arch of that pale neck and to the other man's chest. He looked up for a moment, smirk clear on his lips and in his eyes, before allowing his tongue to lick light circles around Subaru's nipples, teeth grazing them every few circuits. A moan fell from the younger man's lips as he arched back, sensitive body reacting to every small touch.

Seishirou's head moved lower once he lost interest in Subaru's chest, licking down and dipping into his navel, biting lightly at the smooth flesh of the younger Dragon's stomach before he leaned back, sitting up almost completely and looking down at the shorter man, a smirk appearing on his face once more, hands brushing against the top of the other man's skirt. He then took on a thoughtful expression.

"Hm, what should I do next?" he mock-pondered out-loud, hand slipping down for just an instant to brush against the hardness beneath that skirt, moving back up just as quickly.

"Sakurazuka!" Subaru gasped.

"Oh, what's the matter, Sumeragi?" He glanced at those eyes, which were now wide with...surprise? He frowned, wondering what the Sumeragi was thinking to experience that emotion.

"Behind you..." Glancing back, Seishirou felt as though he had been hit by a Mac truck.

/Kamui/ smirked at the Sakurazukamori, eyebrow raising as his gaze traveled over his two Dragons' bodies. "Well, you two seemed to have hit it off." When Dark Kamui's eyes moved to the pair of emerald ones staring at him, they seemed to harden slightly, almost as if he were glaring at Subaru, and the onmyouji felt a sudden weight in his stomach as he wondered exactly what a jealous Chi no Kamui would do. Instead of making another comment on their current position, he walked deeper into the room and addressed the Sumeragi. "You met with two of the Seals today."

Subaru let out a breath, knowing he could easily control the topic just started. "Yes, the priestess of Ise and a monk from Kouya-san," he answered as he and the Sakurazukamori disentangled from each other, the younger of the men locating his shirt and pulling it back over his head.

"Kishuu Arashi and Arisugawa Sorata?" Seishirou provided the names as he easily got the lust which had moments ago been overwhelming under control.

"Yes..." A darkly amused expression appeared on the Sumeragi's face. "They think I am the seventh Seal. They've invited me to come live with them on Clamp Campus and want me to meet with their Kamui tomorrow afternoon." He watched the /Kamui/ carefully, wondering if he had been spied upon that morning, or if just by being his /Kamui/ the other man could know he had contact with the Ten no Ryu.

Seishirou let out a chuckle. "They really are desperate to find their seventh member before we do, aren't they? Although, I guess they are a little late..."

Subaru shrugged, standing and walking towards the room's door, which Fuuma had left open when he entered. "So, should I go, or not?" he asked the Angels' Kamui.

"Go, try to find out as much as you can...but be careful, we don't need them knowing that we're at full power, yet," Dark Kamui answered the Sumeragi, glancing between him and Seishirou. "And try not to jump any of the Seals when you first meet them, you want to make a good impression."

Subaru looked over his shoulder, a wicked glint in his wide eyes. "Oh, but what would make a better impression than jumping their bones? The Kamui is more than cute enough, that Priestess is absolutely stunning, and that adorable little monk's desire for me would make a simple thing out of his seduction." He didn't even have time to turn his head back around before he was flung into the closest wall, gasping as the wind was knocked out of him. He slid down the dark wallpaper, crumbling into a ball as he hit the ground. After catching his breath he uncurled slightly, eyes opening, at first slightly unfocused. Once he could clearly see again he made out/Kamui/ standing over him, glaring down at the Gothic Angel with murder in his eyes as the emerald eyed man brought his hand up, wiping a trail of blood away at the corner of his mouth.

"The Ten no Ryu are mine to do with as I wish," Dark Kamui intoned, voice cold and seeping with danger. "You will not touch them." He crouched down, fist clenching in the front of the Sumeragi's shirt. "You'll also remember who and what you are, and not do anything with that will draw their suspicion down upon you." He leaned in, golden eyes glowing with a look alien to anything the onmyouji had ever seen in a human's gaze before. "Do not test me, Subaru. I will make you regret it."

The emerald-eyed man found himself gulping back a whimper, and nodded his head through the pain and nausea. As soon as he had made his agreement clear /Kamui/ let go of his shirt and took one of his arms, hoisting him up and holding him steady as he worked to get his feet back under him. Seishirou just stood there, in the middle of the room, watching as the Chi no Kamui, supporting the Sumeragi, left. His expression was, for the most part, cold, but there was just a point of light within those glacial eyes, a glint of a dangerous jealousy. For whom was it dangerous even he was not sure of.