Moon-lit Indulgence
Night of the red moon
By: Aiyoku Kitsune
Shuuichi P.O.V.:
An enemy slain, a battle lost… I grew restless beneath the obscure red moon. My mind had become uneasy… the transformation in my previous battle had brought a long forgotten lust to my elegant frame. What was it I lusted for? My mind was plagued with an incurable appetite... for flesh. I had been a long day and I needed to calm myself for the next day that lay ahead. I thought to take a shower… but I felt I would only be cooking myself in the warm water. I settled on making myself a cup of tea, pouring the steaming water into a small glass cup. I finally calmed, my mind feeling as if it had been emptied of a heavy weight. I embraced the sheets of my hotel bed, curling up in the warm embrace the covers offered me.
Youko P.O.V.:
It seemed I had not been sleeping long before I awoke in a cradle of vines… unable to determine my location. My flesh had grown pale and my hair shone bright silver in the red moon's light. My lust had returned, I was a youko… My eyes gazed at the wondrous red orb in the sky, my usual humanity… my concern for others than myself… pointless. My urge to seek out bare skin… it pulled me onward through the unknown forest. The vegetation remained silent, bowing to me with respect. Soon enough, this kitsune of the night had emerged from the lush forest, my fine white shoes clacked on the cement ground. My eyes trailed over toward the only building in view… a hotel… My eyes trailed up several stories, locking in on a specific window. My room… was it…? I recall some-what of the building… blurred memories. The battle… that's right. I had fought a crow that mastered bombs… I… the other me returned to the room later that day.
I decided not to linger outside of the sleeping building, easily jumping to the window of my choice. It slid the glass open, silently entering the room… and to my amazement… there was the petite boy whom came to be from my spirit. He was sound asleep, oblivious to my presence. His flesh… it was what I desired. I approached the bed's side, a cunning smile creeping onto my lips. He was a light sleeper; he quickly awoke from the sound of my foot-steps. A look of horror and amazement filled the young boy's face. "Youko…" his voice called quietly... it sounded delicious. I smirked at him, ironically I replied "Good evening, Shuuichi." He choked a swallow, backing away from my powerful figure. "How are you… am I dreaming?" He spoke, bewildered to see his former life amongst the living. "I don't know… but…" I followed him onto his bed, a devilish smile greeting his worried gaze. "I seek flesh."
He tried to flee; it was obvious my power still easily outmatched his own. I took hold of his wrist and then his chin… amusement tempted me to laugh as he struggled. "Youko…! You are a cruel creature… why do you walk amongst the living?" He still asked me these strange questions. "How would I know that…? I simply awoke in the forest outside." He went to speak but I pushed myself onto him, locking his lips in my own. He stared at me in confusion, not sure of my motives. "Are you here to devour me…? You said you seek flesh... what did you mean?" His emerald eyes trailed along my body, curious to what my response would be.
The red moon only made his fine red locks glow in its dim light. "Why do you ask yourself so many questions? Do you mean to say that you understand so little of your own mind?" His eyes trailed downward, focusing on the sheets that had once given him a calm sleep. "No… it is not like that… I just…" A bead of sweat trailed down his forehead, thinking of the darkness that truly slept within his mind. A malicious grin pierced the boy once our eyes met again, it caused him to shutter. "You should not over think things… It is not like you really have attached yourself to anyone" His glance claimed a defensive glance. "I have..! I have friends, I needn't reside only in my-…" I cut his sentence. "Yet you haven't grown close enough to tell them the truth." His eyes ran from me once again, hurt from my verbal assault. Oddly enough it was still calm within the apartment… "Your friends do not seem to notice your distress… It proves you've kept part of yourself hidden."
He tried to leave the room, deny my existence in that room. I leaned over the side of the bed, calling out to him quietly. "You want to awaken them? Show them the truth that you can never care for anything… how untrusting you really are?" His hand halted just over the handle to the door. I didn't waste my time to take advantage of his hesitation. I swiftly pushed him against the door, making sure not to bruise his delicate ningen body. My hands clasped his wrists as I drew closer to his lips; I whispered just an inch from his lips. "But you can care for and trust yourself…" I kissed him again, this time tangling with his tongue. His legs grew weak and his body slowly slid down to the floor… truly defeated. A knock from the other side of the door startled me. "Kurama? Hey… I need to talk to you." That annoying detective? Had he noticed Shuuichi's distress? I backed away, lost in the idea…
Shuuichi P.O.V.:
Yuusuke's voice had broken the darkness of the kitsune… I stood confident once more. "You are unable to understand yourself, Youko." I whispered coldly, making the kitsune stare in astonishment. I proceeded to open the wooden door, inviting my ally into my room. He paced around my room momentarily, oblivious to the kitsune's presence. Finally he stopped, reassuring himself of something. "Are you all right?" He asked abruptly, my back grew stiff. "Of course… Why do you ask?" He scratched his head, feeling moronic to have entered… unaware of how grateful I was to him. "Ah... it's nothing; I just thought you seemed a little strange after your battle with Karasu." I sat upon my bed, the sly fox crawling after me. "What do you mean, Yuusuke?" I questioned, faking a naivety. "I don't know... it's just you've been -distant-... Are you thinking about your previous life...?" A forlorn smile was all I could luster. "Yes..." He saw it... I was unable to cloak my dark thoughts. "Yeah..." He looked at me for only a moment...
The youko grew bored of waiting for his intrusion to leave... I felt his thin fingers sliding up my shirt. "Don't go thinking about those kinda things..." As if he could grasp the situation... was I thinking... that he was insignificant...? My thoughts became blurred at the youko's touch... I fought to remain calm so as to not startle Yuusuke. I closed my eyes and lowered my head, biting my lip. It seemed an unknown signal was sent to Yuusuke. "Oi... Kurama... Kurama!" He became startled... I couldn't respond. I felt his arms grasp me; a violent shake made me slightly nauscious. The youko shrank away, annoyed with my friend's presence. My eyes quickly shot open, I breathed deeply. As I turned to discover Yuusuke's expression... I saw worry. "Don't just faze out like that... it was like a devil got a hold of you." I smiled faintly. "Sorry, Yuusuke... I am fine." I lied to him again... the fox was right... I couldn't trust him... with my thoughts. "It's obvious you don't want my help, so I'm going to bed..." a sinking feeling crossed me... I was to be left alone with -him- once again. "All right..." I plagued myself asking why I did not try to make him linger. He slid the door open... vanishing behind its wooden border.
"It's about time that creature left us..." My heart raced, but I did not move. "You didn't tell him... But then again... why tell someone you've never really trusted... it's a pity though... how much he thinks he can trust you." I felt his tongue slide along the side of my neck for only a moment... but it felt as if it had stayed minutes. I called to the ghastly figure as he moved in front of me. "Youko... How did you return to-" he cut me off again. "Why plague yourself with such thoughts... you know I am here... you plague yourself with how... when you should really ask why." I swallowed the stone in my throat. "I needn't ask that answer... I already know why... to seek flesh" His soft, cruel lips held that same cunning smile as I continued on. "...But you meant it in a less literal way... you lust Youko... you lust to be... one with... yourself..." I struggled to get out those words, only to have their entrance sealed off by the youko's forceful ways. I felt myself be pushed down onto the bed, a soft smile misplaced on his lips. "You needn't worry... you should know that you are in good claws..." My heart began to race...
Youko P.O.V.:
To watch him squirm at my advancement was probably one of the most amusing things I had ever laid eyes on. As he tried to pull away, I removed his pants... when he tried to shove me; I took the top of his tunic. I unbuttoned his undershirt and the boy shivered nearly bare in the cold night. "What do you gain from this, Youko?" I could see the fear in his eyes... I pushed down on his body, forcing his back to lie against its soft cloth. I moved closer so that our chests were practically touching... as if we were to fuse. I licked his neck and his body grew stiff, a wondrous silence... I whispered in my lowest sigh. "It's purely for my own self indulgence..." I gently began to kiss his neck in repetition, and he fruitlessly tried to shove me away.
My kisses became licks and my licks became bites. He clasped his hands and limply tried to remove me, unable to resist the selfish emotions. My claws delicately slithered up his petite f rame, only stopping to play with the tender pink skin on his chest. I could feel his heart racing... his deepening breath only beckoned me to go farther. My hand slid down past his stomach and vanished into his boxers, this caused his eye to grow wide with surprise and pleasure. I smiled, lifting my head to see his read face.. but he hid it. My free hand caressed his cheek as I forced him to make eye contact with me. His emerald eyes seemed to glaze over in lust... they quickly hid in shame as he could no longer keep in his pleasurable moans. "Youko... we must not... do this." I heard him whisper through hard breaths. I silenced him, giving him a soft kiss on his lips. But as his breaths grew harder, I grew in anticipation. His hands no longer fought me... they clung to my outfit, I could tell he was too far gone... he lusted like the fox he was.
I could feel animalistic tendancies guiding me downward on the boy's body, sliding into the only artical of clothing that remained on his body. I was quickly shoved away from him, he wrapped his own arms around his body. "Youko..." The skin of his cheeks were tinted a deep red... "Why are you going to do this...?" His voice was silent as a whisper. I crawled across the warm sheets until my chest pressed against him, his back now against the wall. "I already answered that..." I locked our lips again, assertively stealing his final defence. My claws slid lighty down his body, wrapping my claws around his flesh. His eyes rolled up as they hid from the world, his hands clung to the bedspread. He fought back his emotions, trying not to give me that victory. Stubborn ningen, I suppose it is only be natural I took a more forceful approach after that.
I repositioned the boy as I slid myself into him, making firm motions that the boy could not ignore. His mouth dropped open as his hidden pleasure whispered into the air. His eyes shut tightly, hot tears spilling down his cheeks... his true defeat. My tongue licked the soft pink flesh on his chest as his temptation forced him to call my name. "You...ko..." His arms wrapped around my neck, pulling our bodies closer together while our lips locked in passion... These lustful feelings stole us from all common sence... allowing us to become one in a way that fate would normaly never of come to be. But when it came down to it, neither of us cared any longer...
Shuuichi P.O.V.:
I awoke early, as I always did... the sun barely creeping into the sky. My mind slowly settled the events of the night, the youko had vanished. I slowly got out of bed, unsure as to whether or not it was all just a dream. I left my box to become the kind creature my friends all knew, if anything it was something not to be thought of... it was after all just a dream... right? It was only then that Yuusuke came out to me. "Hey, Kurama... How you doing today..?" I faked a quizical look, smiling naively. "What do you mean, Yuusuke?" His frown made me uneasy. "I mean, you seemed pretty strange last night... as if you were being -watched-..." He whispered, eerily. The memories of the previous night came to me in an instant, making a permenant home in my mind for the rest of my existance. A cocky grin engulfed the detective's expression. "Hahah...! but that's impossible, right Kurama?" His hands hid in his pockets, as he wlaked away from me. "I hope he treated you nicely, this thing watchin' you...!' He was being sarcastic... but when I had thought about it...The youko had handled me with a care I had never seen throughout his whole life-time. I knew this would not be our last encounter... I shockey myself, laughing as if along with the detective. These thoughts had actually brought a smile to my lips... how strange.
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