Stalking kamui-Kun
By: AnimeNutsy
Disclaimers: I own nothing. They all belong to CLAMP.
Warnings: Yaoi
Rating: M
A/N: To the question about the viagra. No, the drug that Seishirou slipped into Kamui's drink was Rohipnoll, which is a nasty date rape drug, which usually circulates in raves and nightclubs. Remember, if anyone tries to put anything in you or your friend's drinks, just SAY NO. That, and a swift kick in the nads will go along nicely. D
Part 2
Seishirou glanced up as Kamui made his way back to their table. "What? Did you fall in?" Seishirou asked, laughing when Kamui shot him a look of pure venom. "No, I just had to take care of some business." Kamui replied, taking a sip of his soda.
"Let me guess. You're attracted to me so much, that it became unbearable, and you decided to relieve your…stress." Seishirou piped up, with a smile. The sip of soda never went down, it came straight back up as Kamui coughed violently.
"Oooh, careful. I wouldn't want you to choke." Seishirou said, laughing. "You wanted me to eat with you, right? So shut up, and I will! Sleazebag…" Kamui murmured, as he picked up his hamburger and bit into it.
"Ah, now that's a line I'll never get tired of hearing." Seishirou spoke, as he speared an asparagus and ate it. Ignoring the man, Kamui continued to chomp into his hamburger. The boy wanted to get away from the man as quickly as possible and be done with this.
"Slow down, Kamui-kun. You'll give yourself a belly ache." Seishirou warned the boy. "Like I care." Kamui said, speaking with his mouth full. After swallowing some burger, he took a long swig of his soda.
Taking a sip of his own drink, Seishirou watched Kamui carefully. Kamui was taking bite after bite of the burger, when suddenly his movements became sluggish. Blinking, Kamui looked at Seishirou, who seemed to waver in front of his eyes.
"Feeling a bit sleepy…Kamui-kun?" Asked Seishirou, smirking. "Y-You put something…in the…drink." Kamui spoke, beginning to lose focus. "Ah, what a clever boy you are. It's a nice little drug called Rohipnoll." Replied Seishirou, with a pleasant smile on his face.
"You…you bastard." Kamui uttered, before his head hit the table with a thud. "It gets them every time." Seishirou spoke, smiling evilly. Just then, the waiter walked over to the table.
"Is he out?" The waiter asked. "Like a light. Same deal, yes?" Asked Seishirou, who pulled out 20 000 yen and handed it to the waiter, who grinned, and stuffed it in his pocket. The waiter then handed Seishirou a key.
"Yeah, same deal. You can use my parent's beach house. Just…clean up after you're done. The last time, it took cleaners a whole day to be rid of the stains." The waiter told the Sakura assassin, before he shuffled off.
Seishirou looked down at the unconscious boy, and he smirked. Picking up the boy, Seishirou walked out of the restaurant and in a whirl of Sakura petals, he disappeared…
"Hnnn?" Kamui groaned out, as he cracked open his eyes. What made him freak out was not that the fact that he was somewhere else. What made him freak out, was the fact that he was totally naked, and tied to a huge four-poster bed.
'I remember drinking the soda, then getting tired…and after that, nothing. Where the hell am I?' The boy thought, looking around with wide eyes. "Ahh. I see my prey has awakened." Said Seishirou, who stepped into the room, carrying a bag.
"Sakurazukamori! Untie me, you lecherous dog!" Kamui snarled at the older man, who just laughed. "I couldn't do that. That would spoil all the fun we're about to have." Seishirou replied, and sat down next to the naked boy, who tried to get as much distance between the two as possible.
"Fun for you, maybe. What do you hope to get out of this?" Kamui asked, scowling. "Well, Kamui-kun…I thought that was obvious." Said Seishirou, who laid a hand on Kamui's creamy white thigh.
"Get your hand off of me! I would rather die than have you touch me!" Kamui shouted. "Well, you could always die after I've had my way with you. But as for now, you'll have to wait for death, as I'm only getting started." Seishirou replied, and moved his hand towards the boy's groin.
"N-No! I don't want this…I don't want you!" Kamui roared at the man. "Well, I'm afraid you have me for the time being. No, wait. I have you. Or is that…oh, never mind. You get the point." Seishirou said, as he lightly brushed his hand over the boy's length.
Biting his lip, Kamui couldn't help a tiny squeak that escaped his lips, but he deeply regretted it when the assassin looked down at him and smiled that smile. Taking his hand away, Seishirou dug into the bag that he had brought with him.
"Now, what kind of goodies did I bring with me…?" Seishirou spoke, laughing at the horrified expression on the boy's face. "If you think for one second that I'm gonna let you use…objects on me…you are so mistaken!" Kamui hissed, blushing like crazy.
"Let's see…when you're the one with the goody bag, and I'm the one tied to a bed, then you can call the shots. But until then, I think cute little boys like yourself need to clam up." Seishirou told the boy, and stuffed a gag into Kamui's mouth. "Mmph! MMPH!" Kamui tried shouting, but the gag stopped him dead in his tracks.
"Yes, I'd rather hear your cries of agony mixed with pleasure, mixed with more agony, but…it would probably alert the neighbors further down the beach, and we don't want that." Seishirou said, and pulled out some red candles, along with clamps, and all other forms of Kamui torture.
"What should I start with, Kamui-kun? Should I start with the candles? Or maybe I should start with the clamps? Or maybe…I should start with this…?" Asked Seishirou, and leering, he pulled out a black leather whip. It was then when Kamui finally realized why people feared the Sakurazukamori…
To Be Continued
A/N: I don't know what I should start with first. Tell you what, why don't you all vote on it, and we'll see how we go from there. But, I also don't wish to get banned for smut content. I might post this fic on so I don't get into trouble with the bigwigs.