DISCLAIMER:
The characters belong to Sai Yukino and Kairi Yura, Kadokawa Shoten,
Madhouse Studios, etc., i.e., not me.
I'm
just borrowing them for a while to spin a tale
Submitted
to the Saiunkoku
Fic LJ's Fic Battle
Prompt 46) Ensei and
Seiran: something set while they were still with the Satsujinzoku
By
firewolf
September 2008
They never spoke at the end of these sessions. Both recognized the uselessness of words anyway.
The only thing which could have helped would be for someone to stop these games. However, there were very few in the Satsujinzoku who had the skill or power to challenge Meishou. And Meishou generously shared his toy with any who had the matching desire to play with the newest member of Satsujinzoku. For now Ensei could only pick up the pieces and tend to his friend's injuries with the end of these sessions.
He often wished his friend would just allow himself to cry. But the boy apparently thought tears were as useless as words. And eventually, perhaps it had helped his case to bore the men who preferred a crying, screaming lover writhing beneath them, instead of the limp unresponsive body he presented. Still, Meishou was apparently more obsessed with the boy's looks than the rest of the Satsujinzoku put together.
When it came their time for revenge, Ensei was sure the silver haired boy would enjoy it immensely.
~owari~
Thanks
for reading.
Cheers, firewolf
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