Title: Everyone Must Face the Dark
Author: Spirixx
Genre: Drama/Romance/Action
Rating: M for …mmhmmm good
Pairing: Kurogane/ Fai
Spoilers: Read up to Shara
Summary: The mysterious six months Kurogane and Fai spent together.
Word Count: Too lazy… about 1000 a chapter

Warnings: There is some talk of Yukito/ Touya but nothing REALLY graphic. Oh and there are very graphic scenes regarding Fai, Ashura, Kurogane and Fai's adopted father (a character I created). There is hot sex and violent rap in this story… somewhere so be warned. I tried to make the rape scene short because I don't like rape. There is only one of those scenes.

Disclaimer: As much as I wish I do not own Tsubasa or Card Captor Sakura.
Distribution: Also posted on Media Miner and Ficwad.

Dedication: Even though I haven't updated this in months, people still alert and favour this story more than all my other ones. Well to all of you. I finally know where this story is going.

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Chapter 8

The Deep

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He was alone again, like almost every other day in his life. Maybe man kind was meant to work in small groups if not alone. Fai placed his hand over his eyes and sat up. He was in a medical ward… Did that mean all of that was a dream? Most likely not. Fai never dreamed, he just relieved the most horrid parts of his past over and over again, a helpless bystander.

The piercing light moved with the sun onto his pale face. His muscles screamed for motion yet protested when he swung his legs around. Besides being stiff the blonde felt pretty good. How long had he been asleep? H didn't want to know but he could guess a very long time since he was stiffer than a board.

Birds chirped and fluttered by the offensive window as he worked out the kinks in his graceful body. Shadows of the dreams brushed up against him like an unwanted cat. It pushed, shoved and herded him into a place in his mind where he didn't want to be. The cloak fell onto his shoulders again and again.

With a shudder his closed his eyes and counted to ten.

One… He was alone in the orphanage clutching a teddy bear with no face.

…no…

Two… He was running through a field of wheat, letting the stalked brush against his body.

… no, not him either…

Three… A firm callused savage hand pulled at his hair.

… never again…

Four… Snowflakes coated his bare body as his new tattoo rippled and moved beneath his skin.

… it is gone now…

Five… He was sitting in a pile of scrolls, memorizing as much as his mind could contain.

… they are gone now too, burned…

Six… Rebels stormed into the city and burned all the outer homes.

… make it stop…

Seven… Ashura buckled on his sword. "I will save my people, even if I do it alone."

… don't go…

Eight… He let the small tattoo grow to cover his whole body.

… someone…

Nine… Bright light encompassed the country.

… stop…

Ten… "I won't let my king die!"

… me…

"Please…"

"Please what?"

A hand on his shoulder made him almost leap out of his skin. Fai let out an undignified chirp as he grabbed at his own arms. Usually he sense when people came close but this man had got through his perceptions. This man was… Yukito, Syaoran's high priest! This guy was everywhere!

He was speaking but Fai could make out the words. It was a while before he recognized some of the words, but only vaguely. Kuro-pi spoke this language! After a few confusing minutes, Yukito reached out and touched his bare arm. He was wearing a sleeveless sick gown. It was very revealing in the back.

Hello Fai D Flowright, my name is Yukito. I can only communicate with you through skin contact so please don't pull away.

Fai did as he was told silently. This man was the one who tried to break into his magical field. His curiosity was peaking. He wondered if he could answer back without using his own magic.

Hello, where am I?

You are at our training camp. Kurogane and you have been with use for almost half a year. He has become a part of our attempts to win this war. He is a ranking officer now. You have been asleep for a very long time. Once you let me I was able to maintain your health with my magic, that's why your muscles, even if stiff, are still there instead of fading with lack of use.

Yukito was right. He did feel great for a man who was in a coma for months. Fai eyed around him at how neat and orderly the room was with its divider screens and clean scent. His blue orbs fell upon a stool with pale green cloths on it.

Those are for you. Kurogane wanted to make sure you had something to wear when you woke up. Feel free to put them on and explore. I have patients in the building next to this one or I would show you around myself. Come to me with anything and I will do my best. Kurogane is in the centre of the camp with our commander.

Fai was left alone again but this time without the empty feeling in his soul. He picked up the long tunic and tan knee length pants. They fit him perfectly. How did the ninja know these things? Also how did he even know the blonde's favourite colour was soft green? The secrets that clouded the dark man were almost enough to rival his own. Almost.

The dream surfaced again. He remembered the warrior being there… but that was only his imagination grasping the first hero to come to mind in hopes of saving Fai from himself. Right?

Roaming around outside he felt refreshed by the scents of nature and some form of roasted meat. Fai set out in search of it and secretly his companion. The neat rows of crisp white tents and a couple of buildings welcomed his inquisitive eyes. He lazily took his time and weaving in and out of the aisles, his new favourite tunic caressing his thighs without a sound. The fabric was soft but durable. He would never feel afraid to wear it or get it dirty. Shouts distracted him from his contemplations.

Arriving at the centre of the camp he raised his thin eyebrows with a drowned out whistle. Some from of wrestling match was going on. The cheers and boos amusing in as a flick of mud nearly got him. Soldiers, chiefs and other types of attendants waved fists and smiled towards the ones they obviously had money bet on.

He pushed his way to the middle to inquire who it was in the mud pit. One look and he didn't even have to ask who the sweat and grim glistening men were. Kuro-chan was flipping a Touya over his head to break a head lock.

As custom in most countries, there were two naked or next to naked men involved. Clothing was not permitted because it concealed weapons and also was liable to be used as a hand hold. The spectacular sight was almost sinful to watch as Fai let his mouth open slightly. Who would know how bronzed and ripped the warrior was under all that black armour. Muscles bunched and knotting with each toss as they both struggled to be victorious.

Finding he enjoyed the display of brawn entirely too much for a public place, Fai decided it was time to locate the succulent meat. Trying to push the equally succulent thoughts of his companion into the back of his mind to enjoy later, he left the crowd of enthusiasts. He could still see that panting smirk even when he closed his eyes. The cheers grew louder even as he walked away, obviously someone was winning.

He wanted to look be dared not. He was too expose at the moment, besides, how could his black-hero not win? Fai shook his head and went back to the tent area, wondering which one he would stay in. They all looked the same to him until he came across one with a sign in front of it at the end. He didn't give it much thought as Fai let his mind go over the white canvas dwellings. It almost looked like snow. If he never saw snow again it would be too soon.

A gust of wind torn the paper off the post in front of the small tent. Fai caught it with ease and examined it. He was surprised to find the doodle of the kitty he drew in Otoo. The puppy sketch was still attached. The man had kept them? Fai was touch and slightly startled. Who knew the ninja was such a sap? He guessed correctly that this was their tent and entered. Inside was a lot nicer than he expected. It was full of comfy cushiony bed rolls and small area rugs over top of the ground sheet. There were also two small dressers in the back.

Kuro-chi did well for himself these past few months. It almost looked like a home, even if a temporary one. The word home made him think of Ceres but also of their journey. It was obvious Mokona was no where close since he didn't understand anyone around. He just hoped they would be ok… half a year was a long time to be separated.

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Kurogane sat in the hot spring attempting to salvage his broken pride. When he saw the blonde head walking away it distracted him enough to let Touya toss him. Not only was he out three deserts and a pillow but his undefeated title was left in the mud. He could have accepted all that if Touya hadn't had been so observant to see his diversion and give him a knowing look. His business was his alone. Stupid nosey people…

Well at least the mage was up and about. Kurogane was getting tired of checking into the sick ward everyday. People were beginning to think he cared. Which he didn't, curiosity just got the better of him. That was the story.

After almost six months of being with this army he began to wonder if they were ever going to leave. He was bored even if the battles were fun. He needed to move on before he became attached.

Once cleansed of his grit and shame, Kurogane rushed to the entrance of their shared tent. He stopped just short of the tent flapped and caught his breath. He didn't want to look eager or anything. He stayed out for a couple of moments to collect his gruff mask. The ninja didn't want the mage to know he was happy to see him up and about.

Inside he found the said mage curled up in a ball on the red rug he had won from Touya the previous day playing darts. The blonde looked very much like a lanky cat. Kurogane smirked at an idea that passed through his mind. The mage wouldn't understand him so he could say whatever he liked. Well first he had to wake the man.

"Come on pretty kitty, get up."

The man didn't move. He slept for months, he didn't need anymore. So after countless efforts to shake him awake the dark-haired man gave up. He guessed the mage needed more sleep after all. Feeling almost cheated out of something familiar in the odd dream infested country, Kurogane thought it may be best if he hit the sack too.

He pulled off his shirt and boots and lay on top of his bedroll. It was too hot to get in.

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Fai quietly got up. When he heard the ninja approach, the blonde feigned sleep while inwardly snickering on the irony. What a noisy ninja Kuro-pup was. He never considered himself a shy man, but his instincts didn't know what else to do. Sleep was the best option. The graceful man crawled over to inspect the sleeping one. He always wondered why Kuro-rin never rolled or moved for that matter while he slept, but that wasn't why he was hovering. He craved human contact, even if he would not admit it. About to touch the raven locks, his eyes locked with red ones.

Kuro-pi sat up on his elbows and stared into his soul with such intensity Fai backed up. Or a least he would have if the hand on his wrist would let him. A callused thumb rubbed a soft circle on the back of his hand. Halfway through its loop the warrior pulled away. Fai knew he shouldn't pull the hand back, but he did. It got him a look comprised of raised eyebrows and inner fires igniting.

This time Fai did back away. He wasn't certain what he wanted and the moment had him trapped. The red-eyed man merely grunted and turned away, giving Fai his escape. But he didn't want to use it. Fai rolled him back over.

"Kuro-tan-"

Warm lips cut off whatever nonsense he was going to say. It was slow and wet. As the minutes ticked by, the sensual massage wasn't enough. Passion erupted and Fai plunged into it head first, pushing the larger man's back onto the floor. He would think about consequences later.

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Eager to match the blonde's intensity, Kurogane pulled him onto his chest and encircled him with his arms. Golden locks brushed his forehead, making it tingle faintly. He ran his hands down the smooth back to his companion's slender hips. The mage rocked his hips suggestively with a sexy smile. Saying words Kurogane almost regretted not being able to understand, Fai stuck his tongue out at him in a very childish display.

"You're mocking me now?!"

He yelled out most of that, mumbling the rest because a shirt was shoved into his outraged mouth. He spit it out with distain and glared at the one straddling him. In one swift motion, Kurogane had Fai flat on his back, pinned to the tent floor. He used a firm wet kiss to keep the man from sitting back up, pressing their bodies together. Kurogane savoured the sweet taste of the other man's lips. He travelled down the soft lean neck until he found his tongue running along an elegant collar bone. The warrior bit down hard enough to leave a mark then sucked it gently to ease the pain.

Just as he imagined, the blonde wasn't one for silence. The sensual sucking caused a strained moan to escape those bruised, puffy lips. Stealing another kiss, he set out on a journey using his teeth and tongue to venture down the well toned, slim chest. The delighted Fai was helpless to stop him from the teasing and tormenting of his poor nipples. Kurogane hook a finger under the waist line of the mage's pants and smirk satisfactorily at the gasp and focused eyes.

Wiggling his finger back and forth he waited for another sound, any sound. Fai groaned in both anticipation and exasperation. He bucked his hips once before the larger man held them down with a steady arm, using the other to remove the useless pants. A completely exposed Fai lay before him erect and yearning. Kurogane licked his lips and kissed Fai's tip, getting some of the salty substance on his lips. Considering briefly how much longer he could last before attacking the smaller man, Kurogane decided he wanted the blonde to REALLY want it before he got anything.

The ninja watched in amusement as he lightly brushed his lips against the moist tip and breathed warm air over Fai's bare body. This time the groan was louder and laced with impatience. Even though his own shaft was about the burst the seams of his pants, the red-eyed man continued his torture. He wanted to be begged shamelessly.

Fai had more reserve in him than expected so he progressed to the next stage. Placing three thick fingers on pale rosy lips, the warrior slipped his digits into the blonde's mouth. He was so warm and wet Kurogane let out a small animal like noise the sounded like a growl. The mage did wonderful things with his tongue that almost made him forget his goal in the raw lust. Fingers slicked to his satisfaction, Kurogane pressed one slowly past the mage's tight ring of posterior muscles.

He relaxed instantly, allowing for the other two fingers to join. Kurogane connect their mouths and inserted his tongue in rhythm with his pumping fingers. Fai moved and curled beneath him. Both of their members ignored the blonde tried to buck again but the dark man would have none of that until he heard what he wanted. He started to minimally curl his fingers, but the moan he received was not loud enough. The blonde clawed and clutched but Kurogane wanted the noise. His wolfish was unable to stay at bay as he pulled away from the smouldering kiss and licked the blondes ear at the same moment he curled them to hit that sweet spot of nerves.

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Fai couldn't take it anymore. He bucked against the strong hands both in and on him.

"Kuro-sama!"

He planned to say more but was cut off by and abrupt pounce. He watched in amazement as the darker man's remaining clothes practically flew away as Kurogane gnawed on his tender neck with renewed vigour. Fai grabbed the back of his hair to pull him into a fierce kiss wanting nothing more than to be fucked into the floor. He drew back and got on his knees, turned so that Kurogane could enter him but was given a confused expression instead.

It only last a moment. Fai was grabbed by the hips and flipped onto his back once more, being pressed into the ground. What was the ninja doing?! Kurogane whispered what sounded like sweet nothings but Fai didn't understand. His lust was taking over too much to even care. He craved the hot friction. Needing nothing more, the dark man pressed into the light one slowly. It was so hot, he almost burned up right there but he was no where close to finishing. Fai he wrapped his legs around the warrior and pulled him in at a quicker pace.

Wild notions crept into his mild, blinding his comprehension as he pulled the other closer and grinded against him. He wanted to go faster very if dry. Fai threw caution to the winded and bit down on his dark lover, sinking his teeth into the bronzed shoulder as the man picked up the pace. Hard hot breathe coated his face as he pulled the warrior in for another kiss. Their teeth clanked together as they fought to dominate the kiss and maintain their feral ride.

Fai moaned and could feel his bang sticking to his forehead. He looked into those red-eyes and there was a brief moment when time stopped and all was quiet. Suddenly it became more than just a physical experience. The emotional connect was forming before his eyes and he was afraid. He countered it by pulling the other into him as deep as he could go and biting on his ear.

Kurogane, once again focused on their bodies pounded the blonde into the ground. He could even feel the soil give way beneath him with each powerful thrust. Fai ideally thought that it had never been this good before in his whole life when suddenly it got surprisingly better.

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Kurogane savagely thrust and pushed himself in further and further until he could feel the edge approaching. He reached around to pump the neglect member between them and matched the pace. Taking things into a faster pace he hammered the two of the almost frantically until he could feel the blonde twitch and shudder beneath him in ecstasy.

Not wanted to fall behind he let himself go too, so that their orgasms matched. The warm substance splashed across their stomachs as the end drew near. Not caring, Kurogane collapsed onto the slender blonde, the results of their lust smearing against him. Burying his face into the other's neck, he sighed contentedly.

Out of all the partners he's had in the past, this was by far the best sex he ever had. No one even compared. He was the kind to satisfy himself and leave but now he was quite satisfied to stay here and lay close. They connected and needed together. Kurogane was never one to feel need and it was indeed profound. He lifted his tussled hair head to gaze cloudily into those blues eyes. Whatever he thought he was going to see there is not what looked back at him. In fact, Kurogane didn't even know how to describe the look he was getting. It was… inexpressible. What did he do wrong?

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END VIII

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Hello to all of you out there. Wow… it's been months and I am so ashamed. But here it is, so full of lemon your faces will twitch and pucker. Have a good evening!