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Mingled Memories:
Part VI
Nakago couldn't believe it. He had found her; he had found the priestess. She had been in his possession a mere few weeks, and he had thought of little else. She was so easy to control and manipulate, and he knew that she would be putty in his hands. Just like all the others, except for the twins. Even Ashitare had come to serve his every whim, but Suboshi and Amiboshi still seemed unaffected. He knew that in order for his plans to work he would have to break them, but now he had more important issues to attend to.
"Lord Nakago," a voice breathed behind him.
"Yes, Lady Soi?" he answered, not attempting to hide his annoyance.
"Would you like to come to my chamber?"
"That won't be necessary," he answered nonchalantly. "I already have plans to spend the evening with Lady Yui." He felt slight pleasure at the look of pain which distorted her features. As he came closer to his goal, it seemed he grew more sadistic. He left Soi behind and went to see his priestess.
Suboshi had been avoiding his brother for days, which was difficult because they shared a bedroom and a faint mental connection. After they had given themselves to each other, Suboshi had expected something to change so that they were always connected. True, they caught brief glimpses of the other's thoughts and feelings and could send brief messages mentally, but Suboshi had learned that he could block his brother out.
When he had seen her, all else had ceased to matter. She occupied his every thought: Lady Yui, priestess of Seiryu. The one he and his brother were born to serve. He thought of her all day and dreamed of her each night. He blocked his obsession for her from his twin because he didn't want to hurt him, but more than that, he had the feeling that she wouldn't want him if she ever found out.
His brother hadn't asked questions when he had chosen to sleep in his own bed the night he had met her and had done nothing to initiate physical contact. Suboshi was glad, but all day and night he burned with desire.
"I can ply for you to ease your need." Amiboshi came up behind him causing him to jump. Suboshi frowned at his brother wondering why he seemed so calm and why he didn't ask questions.
"No," Suboshi said quickly. "I want to be left alone."
"She consumes you," Amiboshi said softly. "I can feel it, but I can't understand it."
Suboshi flushed. "Who?" he asked though he knew to feign ignorance was futile; He was surprised to find that Amiboshi's eyes held amusement instead of pain.
"I know, Shun-chan, and I don't understand why you're afraid that I'd be upset. We both have desires for women, you just found someone you feel passionate about first." Amiboshi hugged him from behind and nuzzled his nose into his hair. "What we did was like experimenting with yourself."
Suboshi pulled away, wanting a reason to be angry so that he could break it off for good. "Excuse me if I consider what we did as a little more than just jacking off."
"Shun, I didn't…"
Suboshi didn't let him finish; he left the room, slamming the door behind him. How could his twin be so casual about everything. He wasn't overly surprised that Amiboshi had known about his feelings for Yui, but he was surprised by his reaction.
He heard a door open behind him. It was Amiboshi following. Suboshi slipped into one of the rooms only to find that it was her chamber and she was asleep. He stood over the girl and watched her chest rise and fall. A tiny tendril of blonde hair fell over her forehead. He fought the urge to wrap it around one of his fingers. She was so beautiful and untouchable.
The door creaked behind him and soon he was drug from the room by his arm. Nakago's fingers dug into his flesh as he pulled him down the hall, far away from Yui's chamber. When he threw him to the ground, Suboshi noticed dark purple bruises developing on his wrist. Nakago pulled forth his whip.
"What were you doing in the priestess' chamber?" he boomed, his blue eyes wild with rage. He lashed his whip, catching Suboshi's forearm which he had raised to cover his face.
"Stop!" Amiboshi yelled. His arms were covered with finger shaped bruises and his forearm was developing a welt identical to his brother's. Nakago's eyes widened in surprise and then pleasure. He scratched a symbol on Suboshi with his fingernail and then rushed over and grabbed his twin's arm. The same symbol had appeared faintly on Amiboshi. Nakago laughed wickedly and gave the two of them such a knowing expression that Suboshi wanted to punch him.
"Well, well, I guess I have been preoccupied."
"It doesn't matter," Amiboshi informed him, we can't maintain a direct conversation without physical contact.
Nakago scratched Suboshi lightly. "That won't be necessary." Nakago's eyes held triumph.
The day had finally arrived for Amiboshi to go to Konan, and Suboshi felt miserable. Nakago had told them that the physical bond they had forged could not easily be reversed, so Suboshi had told his twin that he wanted to end all sexual contact because he was in love. Amiboshi had easily agreed. Since then, they had spent as much time together as possible, but it was no longer the same easy relationship they had possessed before entering the palace.
Suboshi found his brother in the temple. Amiboshi was knelt before Seiryu, his lips moving in a silent prayer. He looked up when he saw his twin, and his eyes held such a deep sadness that Amiboshi wanted to weep.
"It's my fault," Amiboshi said simply. "I should never have let it happen. It was my job to protect you, and I failed."
Suboshi sighed. "It was both our faults, dummy, and I won't have you leave me feeling guilty."
Amiboshi drew his flute to his lips and played a melody which communicated all the love he felt for his twin and all the pain he felt at their estrangement. When he finished, both were sobbing softly. Suboshi threw his arms around his brother and kissed him on the cheek. "I love you," he said.
"I love you too," his brother answered holding him close. "I have to go," Amiboshi told him. "Nakago's waiting for me." Eyes identical to his pierced his soul.
"He can wait," Suboshi replied, his heart rate rising. His brother was embarking on a dangerous mission and he wanted to share his soul one more time.
Amiboshi's eyes widened as he vaguely sensed what his brother desired. Suboshi twisted his fingers into the hair at the nape of his brother's neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. They pulled apart minutes later panting. Soon they were on the cold ground before Seiryu ripping at each other's clothes and grinding their hips together.
Soon Suboshi was inside his twin and they were telepathically saying all the things that had been left unsaid since Yui's arrival. Suboshi had been afraid of what he would find in his brother's inner heart, but all he could feel was an overwhelming love.
Nakago watched from the doorway to the temple as the twins consummated their love for one another. He felt a stirring in his groin as the two came in unison.
"I guess that's why Amiboshi was late for his departure," Tomo said wryly.
"They desecrate Seiryu's sanctuary," Nakago replied.
"I don't know about that. What better sacrifice for a god," Tomo responded with a smirk.
Nakago smiled. Yes, all would be asked to sacrifice for their god.
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Epilogue:
The months he two of them had been separated had been pure torture, and when Suboshi had thought his brother was gone forever, his sanity had been lost. He looked down at his twin who was begging him to take the potion so that they could forget and start over. They could be how they were; they could forget everything that had transpired in Kutou. All he had to do was drink.
Suboshi put the fluid in his lips and pressed them to Amiboshi's. His brother's eyes widened: not because of the kiss, but because he at the last second he sensed his brother's intentions. Suboshi thought of all he had done since his brother had blocked their connection. He wondered if his aniki would hate him if he knew.
Amiboshi, knowing this would be their last kiss, sucked the juice from his twin's tongue before falling into forgetfulness.
Farewell, Aniki, I'll remember for the both of us.
Complete
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