Number something... this one was written by my friend, Megan, who I split these with.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Yun Kouga.
The candle flickered in the corner of the room, illuminating the purple tones and colours throughout the room. On the far side of the room a small window was open, the curtains allowing only insignificant amounts of cold air into the room. Seimei sat in the corner reading his novel as Nisei sat on the opposite side of the room sharpening his knives.
Seimei glanced over at Nisei occasionally, inspecting his actions with great curiosity. "Nisei? Why do you do that? Why don't you do something productive." Seimei tossed a novel at him and smirked. "Read."
Nisei completely ignored the novel and examined Seimei, soon walking over to him and kissing him on the cheek. "Seimei, why are you so heartless?"
Seimei raised an eyebrow then set the book down slowly, wrapping his arms around his fighter he pulled him down onto his lap. Nisei glared at the door but sat quietly on Seimei's lap. Seimei smiled affectionately at him then stroked his cheek, running his fingers softly across Nisei's lips. Nisei closed his eyes and let his master be affectionate for once...he was tired of all the punishments that had been occurring lately. Seimei smiled and let his hands wander over Nisei's body. "Who ever said I was heartless? I'm not...I just don't love. I don't love anyone but Ritsuka."
Seimei placed his hands firmly on Nisei's hips then leaned over and kissed him languidly down his neck, running his hands up under Nisei's shirt to enjoy every bit of what was his. Nisei stayed quiet as Seimei bit down on his collar bone, drawing small amounts of blood then leaning up and kissing Nisei.
Nisei let his mouth be completely controlled by Seimei. He began to taste the bitter, coppery, blood that had been drawn from his own neck. Seimei pulled back then kissed his fighter's cheek before picking him up and carrying him to the bed. He straddled him and roughly kissed him as he unbuttoned his pants.
As Seimei kissed him he though of what Seimei had said earlier, "I don't love anyone but Ritsuka." Then what was this Seimei was doing now? Was this not out of love...was he just a toy to Seimei? He wanted to ask, but he wouldn't; not now.
Seimei stopped and looked down at Nisei. "What's wrong?" He was somewhat irritated, he was actually being nice for once and Nisei wasn't enjoying it.
Nisei smiled. "Nothing...you're great, that's all."
Seimei smirked and leaned over, whispering hotly into his ear. "Don't worry, you're working your way into my heart too..." He bit down on Nisei's ear lobe and ran his mouth down Nisei's neck once again.
In the corner of the room the candle flickered once more, a small draft coming in from the window and blowing out the small amount of light that remained in the room.
Regardless the loss of light, Seimei continued to dominate what was his, and Nisei enjoyed getting this affection from which he got no other time.