Genres: Drama/Romance/Depression
Warning: contains shonen/seinen-ai. If you find this offensive, then don't read this (yes, it's as simple as that)! Plus the story contains elements concerning prostitution. Also I don't recommend reading this if you don't like depressing stories (although, if you've read this far, I'm guessing you do.)
Disclaimer: Fruits Basket is copyrighted to Takaya Natsuki.
Rating: PG 13, might go up to R (but I doubt it, well, who knows)
A/N: Hey! Here I am again! (Yes, Isa has moved her lazy butt all the way from her bed to the computer.) I thought I might update just for the heck of it. Well, here goes.
Black Boudoir
Chapter Fifteen
Akito and Yuki sat in a field, eating the food that Tohru had prepared for them. Yuki was enjoying the feel of the breeze and the sunlight on his skin.
"Yuki?"
"Yes. What is it?"
Akito put some shrimp in his mouth and chewed, as if to delay. He swallowed. Yuki watched the muscles in his neck move as the shrimp was eased down Akito's throat. (A/N: too many details?).
"When I die, you'll . . ." he paused "You'll bring me here." He said.
"Why here?" Yuki asked.
"I'm not sure, but scatter my ashes here, won't you?"
Yuki was surprised to see the soft expression on Akito's face. His voice did not hold any trace of bitterness or fear, it was, at peace.
"What do you like about this place?" Yuki asked.
"It's calm, I'll rest better here I think."
Yuki was surprised to see Akito smile. It seemed that death, to Akito, was like healing a cut, it was the ultimate deliverance. He wasn't Akito Sohma the clan-head here. He was a different person. Was it because there was no burning incense, no ceiling, and no wood panelled walls to imprison him, no one to control?
Akito ate another bite and laid his chopsticks on the tray with the rest of the food. He stood up and wavered. Yuki quickly got up and helped him stand. They walked towards riverbank nearby and sat between the trees and bushes for a while. Yuki kept peering back at the abandoned picnic.
Suddenly Akito moved and got up again. Yuki was about to do the same to support the other man, but was pushed to the ground. Akito clumsily clambered down the muddy bank and stepped into the water. The current was slow and the water not even knee deep. It licked the clan-head's robe- plastered calves playfully. Akito closed his eyes and turned his head skywards. It seemed that the sun had found a hole in the mess of branches atop the banks just as the head of the Sohmas turned his head upwards.
Yuki stared. He suddenly heard someone's voice in his head telling him a story from his childhood. Something about a river god. It struck him that he had taken possession of Akito's body and was standing only a few feet from him.
Yuki shook his head. A cloud covered the sun and the moment was lost. 'I'm dreaming.' Akito turned his head towards Yuki and his eyes were empty. The mouse climbed down into the river and stood face to face with Akito. During his whole life, this man had been his worst fear and had managed to break him, but now, he was here, slightly shorter than Yuki, fragile and tired looking. This was the first time that Yuki ever loved the clan head.
He leaned towards the person who was his lover, enemy, master and right now servant all at once and put his head on his shoulder. Akito brought his arms around the boy held on, closed his eyes and died.
Yuki fell under the pull of the sudden dead weight (AN: tasteless, I know) and was dragged about a foot further downstream by the current.
Had Akito known he would die today? Probably. Had he known that he would die now? Yuki laid Akito's body on it's back, and watched the current play with the jet-black hair. He felt a hot tear streak down his cheek, then another and another. They went and mingled with the river water.
After what seemed like hours, Yuki stood up and pulled Akito's body out of the water and draped it over his back. He managed to climb back up the riverbank and went to where they had left the food. Half of it was gone and the rest was covered in ants. He left everything where it was and started to walk towards the place where Hatori was waiting in the car.
* * *
It was already starting to get dark when Kyo came to visit him again. Shigure had woken up and was staring at the ceiling as usual, having nothing better to do. He had tried reading, but he just couldn't concentrate.
Kyo wore a strange expression as he entered. He coughed and started:
"You're awake. Ah, I, uh, well. . ."
Shigure nodded for Kyo to speak.
"Hatori and Yuki came back earlier." "So?"
"Akito was with them." Kyo looked away. "He died this afternoon." He mumbled.
Shigure's eyes widened. Akito, dead? He didn't quite know what he should feel, regret? Happiness? Sadness?
He looked at Kyo and all he could feel was a need for comfort. He longed to feel him. He started rubbing his temples and them smoothed back his hair. Kyo, thinking that Shigure was grieving for Akito went closer and took Shigure's hand. He stroked it and Shigure bent forwards slightly, hiding his face a little. Kyo's fingers made their way up to his cousin's shoulder and pulled him into an embrace. To make things easier, he sat on the bed, never breaking the embrace.
Shigure let relief wash over him. Some god had heard his plea and now, his mind went back to Akito. He actually felt sorrow. After all the things this man had done to him, he still felt sorrow. His chest convulsed and he began the slow process you go through when the tears build up and your body holds your breath. The pressure was building and when Kyo brought his hand up to Shigure's neck the tears started to flow.
Kyo eased his fingers through dark hair. He tightened his hold on his sobbing cousin. There was no room for words. He kissed the dog's neck and moved up to the earlobe. His lips travelled to the jaw line and moved to a cheek, where saliva met tears in a kiss.
Shigure pulled back a little and looked Kyo in the eye. He found warmth there and something that gave him hope. Through wracking breaths and tears he managed to get back to where he was and pressed his closed eyes and forehead against Kyo's neck.
Kyo felt hot tears running down his shoulder and into his clothes. Something broke in him, like the time when he had come back from the hospital with Shigure. Back then it had been painful, but now it was bliss. He laid his head on Shigure's and breathed
"I . . ."
He didn't continue, he felt the reassuring squeeze of Shigure's hand on his arm.
"Yes."
Shigure's breathing was slowing, his hiccupping was receding and the tears had stopped. His hair still had teardrops in it. He sat up straight. His eyes were closed in an expression of blissful pain. Kyo moved close and their lips met. Slowly they kissed, lips parting a little more each time the contact was renewed.
After what seemed like ages, they were finally exchanging a kiss, passionate and desperate. Their warmth was mingling and for a moment they were joined, mouth to mouth in what was a seemingly perfect bond.
End of chapter fifteen.
A/N: I hope that it wasn't too fluffy, weird, angsty or whatever. (I can't tell, you see...) Hope you enjoy it no matter what. Please review. Hugs. Isa-chan.
Warning: contains shonen/seinen-ai. If you find this offensive, then don't read this (yes, it's as simple as that)! Plus the story contains elements concerning prostitution. Also I don't recommend reading this if you don't like depressing stories (although, if you've read this far, I'm guessing you do.)
Disclaimer: Fruits Basket is copyrighted to Takaya Natsuki.
Rating: PG 13, might go up to R (but I doubt it, well, who knows)
A/N: Hey! Here I am again! (Yes, Isa has moved her lazy butt all the way from her bed to the computer.) I thought I might update just for the heck of it. Well, here goes.
Black Boudoir
Chapter Fifteen
Akito and Yuki sat in a field, eating the food that Tohru had prepared for them. Yuki was enjoying the feel of the breeze and the sunlight on his skin.
"Yuki?"
"Yes. What is it?"
Akito put some shrimp in his mouth and chewed, as if to delay. He swallowed. Yuki watched the muscles in his neck move as the shrimp was eased down Akito's throat. (A/N: too many details?).
"When I die, you'll . . ." he paused "You'll bring me here." He said.
"Why here?" Yuki asked.
"I'm not sure, but scatter my ashes here, won't you?"
Yuki was surprised to see the soft expression on Akito's face. His voice did not hold any trace of bitterness or fear, it was, at peace.
"What do you like about this place?" Yuki asked.
"It's calm, I'll rest better here I think."
Yuki was surprised to see Akito smile. It seemed that death, to Akito, was like healing a cut, it was the ultimate deliverance. He wasn't Akito Sohma the clan-head here. He was a different person. Was it because there was no burning incense, no ceiling, and no wood panelled walls to imprison him, no one to control?
Akito ate another bite and laid his chopsticks on the tray with the rest of the food. He stood up and wavered. Yuki quickly got up and helped him stand. They walked towards riverbank nearby and sat between the trees and bushes for a while. Yuki kept peering back at the abandoned picnic.
Suddenly Akito moved and got up again. Yuki was about to do the same to support the other man, but was pushed to the ground. Akito clumsily clambered down the muddy bank and stepped into the water. The current was slow and the water not even knee deep. It licked the clan-head's robe- plastered calves playfully. Akito closed his eyes and turned his head skywards. It seemed that the sun had found a hole in the mess of branches atop the banks just as the head of the Sohmas turned his head upwards.
Yuki stared. He suddenly heard someone's voice in his head telling him a story from his childhood. Something about a river god. It struck him that he had taken possession of Akito's body and was standing only a few feet from him.
Yuki shook his head. A cloud covered the sun and the moment was lost. 'I'm dreaming.' Akito turned his head towards Yuki and his eyes were empty. The mouse climbed down into the river and stood face to face with Akito. During his whole life, this man had been his worst fear and had managed to break him, but now, he was here, slightly shorter than Yuki, fragile and tired looking. This was the first time that Yuki ever loved the clan head.
He leaned towards the person who was his lover, enemy, master and right now servant all at once and put his head on his shoulder. Akito brought his arms around the boy held on, closed his eyes and died.
Yuki fell under the pull of the sudden dead weight (AN: tasteless, I know) and was dragged about a foot further downstream by the current.
Had Akito known he would die today? Probably. Had he known that he would die now? Yuki laid Akito's body on it's back, and watched the current play with the jet-black hair. He felt a hot tear streak down his cheek, then another and another. They went and mingled with the river water.
After what seemed like hours, Yuki stood up and pulled Akito's body out of the water and draped it over his back. He managed to climb back up the riverbank and went to where they had left the food. Half of it was gone and the rest was covered in ants. He left everything where it was and started to walk towards the place where Hatori was waiting in the car.
* * *
It was already starting to get dark when Kyo came to visit him again. Shigure had woken up and was staring at the ceiling as usual, having nothing better to do. He had tried reading, but he just couldn't concentrate.
Kyo wore a strange expression as he entered. He coughed and started:
"You're awake. Ah, I, uh, well. . ."
Shigure nodded for Kyo to speak.
"Hatori and Yuki came back earlier." "So?"
"Akito was with them." Kyo looked away. "He died this afternoon." He mumbled.
Shigure's eyes widened. Akito, dead? He didn't quite know what he should feel, regret? Happiness? Sadness?
He looked at Kyo and all he could feel was a need for comfort. He longed to feel him. He started rubbing his temples and them smoothed back his hair. Kyo, thinking that Shigure was grieving for Akito went closer and took Shigure's hand. He stroked it and Shigure bent forwards slightly, hiding his face a little. Kyo's fingers made their way up to his cousin's shoulder and pulled him into an embrace. To make things easier, he sat on the bed, never breaking the embrace.
Shigure let relief wash over him. Some god had heard his plea and now, his mind went back to Akito. He actually felt sorrow. After all the things this man had done to him, he still felt sorrow. His chest convulsed and he began the slow process you go through when the tears build up and your body holds your breath. The pressure was building and when Kyo brought his hand up to Shigure's neck the tears started to flow.
Kyo eased his fingers through dark hair. He tightened his hold on his sobbing cousin. There was no room for words. He kissed the dog's neck and moved up to the earlobe. His lips travelled to the jaw line and moved to a cheek, where saliva met tears in a kiss.
Shigure pulled back a little and looked Kyo in the eye. He found warmth there and something that gave him hope. Through wracking breaths and tears he managed to get back to where he was and pressed his closed eyes and forehead against Kyo's neck.
Kyo felt hot tears running down his shoulder and into his clothes. Something broke in him, like the time when he had come back from the hospital with Shigure. Back then it had been painful, but now it was bliss. He laid his head on Shigure's and breathed
"I . . ."
He didn't continue, he felt the reassuring squeeze of Shigure's hand on his arm.
"Yes."
Shigure's breathing was slowing, his hiccupping was receding and the tears had stopped. His hair still had teardrops in it. He sat up straight. His eyes were closed in an expression of blissful pain. Kyo moved close and their lips met. Slowly they kissed, lips parting a little more each time the contact was renewed.
After what seemed like ages, they were finally exchanging a kiss, passionate and desperate. Their warmth was mingling and for a moment they were joined, mouth to mouth in what was a seemingly perfect bond.
End of chapter fifteen.
A/N: I hope that it wasn't too fluffy, weird, angsty or whatever. (I can't tell, you see...) Hope you enjoy it no matter what. Please review. Hugs. Isa-chan.