Kaga and the beast
Kal Kally
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Disclaimer: HnG is not mine. Kaga is not mine. Akira is not mine. Hikaru is not mine.
Summary: Ogata had to give one of his children to the hideous beast as compensation for the mistake that he made. Would the chosen child have the strength to bear the beast's cruelty and capture his heart?
Warning: AU, Yaoi
A/N: Please review…
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Chapter 3: Of sweet sake and a heart falling in love
Realizing that he was scaring the poor creature to death, Kaga knelt down in front of the beast, and tried to make his voice as gentle as possible. "Hey, don't be afraid. I won't harm you." Because of lack of training, his gentle voice sounded even scarier than ever.
The cute beast started to cry. Normally, Kaga would have been furious and burst into angry words, but for some unknown reason, at that moment, he just felt uneasy. "Kid, stop crying, please." He tried to rub the boy's head, but only succeeded in making the beast press its self further into the corner and cry harder.
Slightly angry, Kaga raised his hand, wanting to slap the beast. "Enough. If you continue this I swear I will..." A pair of tearful eyes looked up at him. His hand lowered. "uh... I... I will protect you. So stop crying." Surprisingly, his voice softened without even trying.
"Really?" The beast asked in a tiny voice.
"Really. I'm Kaga Tetsuo. What's your name?"
"Hikaru. Prince Hikaru." The beast answered hesitantly.
"Oh, so you're the Prince they were talking about." Kaga murmured. He was busy in caressing the pet ears of the creature with excitement, now that it let him.
The beast's eyelids fluttered close, and it purred happily. At the same time, it pressed its body closer to Kaga as if asking for more. And...
"Kaga! Kaga!" Hikaru's voice was panic. "Are you hurt? What happened?"
"Don't panic. Give me some cloth."
"But..."
"Just give me, okay?"
"Wait for a moment." Hikaru looked around. He didn't find anything related to cloth in the room, so he grasped his loose shirt's sleeve and tore it. "Here." He yelped. "Kaga! You're bleeding harder!"
Kaga snatched the cloth from Hikaru's hands. With its help, he finally could control his massive nosebleed.
"Why did you bleed?" Hikaru asked.
"Because of sudden strong emotions, maybe?" Kaga replied.
"Why sudden strong emotions?"
"Ugh..."
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A while later, the invisible servants watched in horror as their Prince dragged and pulled Kaga to his room happily.
"Oh my God, what a disaster!"
"Someone stops them!"
"Who?"
"Not me."
"Quick! We must rescue the prince! Poor him!"
"Poor him? The prince looks happy, I think."
"Fool!"
"Fool!"
"Fool!"
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Hikaru's room was surely the most beautiful room in the castle, Kaga thought, and the largest too. He wondered why he didn't notice it before. Hikaru was still running around, showing him everything excitedly while he sat on the bed's edge, irritated that the boy could talk this much. Hikaru's tail darted from one side to another; its motion helped pushing Kaga's patience to its limit.
That was why this time, when Hikaru ran across him again, Kaga caught the boy's wrist and pulled hard. Losing balance, Hikaru fell right into Kaga's lap.
"You hurt me." Hikaru whined, his eyes already damp.
"You cry so easy. So weak." Kaga snorted.
"I'm not weak."
"Guys who started whining before the start are weak." But then, Kaga smirked in a... er... suspicious way. "'Weak' is good. Only one person needs to be strong."
Before Hikaru could understand what Kaga meant, he found himself sprawling on the bed and felt Kaga's weight on him.
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"I know it! He's a pervert!"
"Super pervert!"
"SHUT UP! If you're going to peer in, close your mouth!"
"You're screaming."
"..."
"What the hell are you people doing? Let's burst in and save our Prince!"
"..."
"What?? Why pulling me back?"
"Calm down, Tsutsui-san, maybe he doesn't have bad attentions."
"Look! That's what you call not a bad attention? He literally pounced our prince! Get out of my way! I'll teach that pervert a mphmmm..."
"Hey, Mitani, is it fine to tie him up and gag him?"
"Perfectly fine. Before we do anything, we must observe and analyze the situation, he always told us that, right?"
"mmphhhmmmm..." (Who is more perverted?)
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"What are you doing?" Hikaru pushed Kaga away.
Of course, Kaga, who didn't even back off before a huge, heavy and rebellious door would no way in hell back off before a kid. A little fight broke out right on the bed. Hikaru might be nearly 1000 years older, but Kaga was much bigger, and stronger. The result was inevitable. As this wasn't a game of Shougi, Kaga managed to pin Hikaru down under him after 6 minutes.
"Know who wins?"
"Kaga."
"Call me Tetsuo."
Hikaru wanted to say something more, but Kaga had leaned down to capture his lips. He pulled weakly at the hold on his wrist, but as the kiss became more intense and passionate, he surrendered. Lost in the pleasure he had never once experienced in his whole life, Hikaru wasn't even aware that Kaga had stripped him of all his clothes.
"You're so adorable." Kaga murmured against his ears. The compliment made him feel strangely warm inside, and the warmth the other's breath left on his skin gave him such strangely pleasant sensation. Hikaru could hardly say anything except moaning, as Kaga hungrily licked and kissed along his neck.
"Ka... ga..." He managed to whimper.
"Yes, little one? I told you to call me Tetsuo, didn't I?" Kaga answered. The tip of his tongue flickered over Hikaru's lower lip, asking for permission. And as Hikaru opened his mouth to answer, he dove in, claiming the beast's tender lips again.
Ripple of pleasure sent Hikaru's world into a haze. Kaga's tongue kept doing some amazing things to him. The older's hands kept sliding all over his body, Hikaru couldn't help but enjoying the gentle treatment of those strong hands.
"But Tetsuo..." Hikaru whined, pushing Kaga's hand away from his thigh. "If you continue like this... I can't think."
"And is it supposed to be bad or good?"
"Bad... I won't... I won't be able to say anything!"
"You don't need to say anything."
"But... I can't help... can't help..."
"Well." Kaga grinned. "Then what if I do this instead?" He pulled Hikaru up into a half sitting position and paid some good attention to the boy's obvious need, licking at his thighs and...
"Tetsuo!! Stop!" Hikaru cried, but it was too late.
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"Gross! Don't bleed all over the floor!"
"You're just the same as me. You have no right to say that."
"Ah... they... he... he actually does that!"
"Do you think it can actually get in?"
"Mitani! Don't talk like that. Oh my virgin ears! Oh my virgin eyes!"
"Then why are you still watching, Akari?"
"Will you two just stop? Ah..."
"What?"
"How... How could they get into that position? It wouldn't be pleasant for the Prince if that man keeps holding his legs over his shoulders like that! Oh, what a nice aim, if he just--"
"Stop making comments, your idiot!!"
Screams and moans became louder.
All fainted from blood loss. (Including Tsutsui, who was being tied up on the floor. Poor his virgin ears.)
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Hikaru was surely not a treasure that one could everyday come across, Kaga thought, and took another smoke. He turned his eyes to his side; the boy was sleeping peacefully. A small smile appeared on Kaga's lips. It wasn't just the strange appearance that made him want more than just a roll in the hay. He knew that something had changed in him at the moment he saw this cute boy.
In all his life, he had never wanted anything so desperately. He had never experienced this much hunger for something even after tasting it. And besides, he had never wanted to make someone happy like this. The change was so much that it was frightening. Kaga didn't know if he liked this change or not, but he was sure that he didn't want to lose this new sensation.
Suddenly, he heard a noise at the door. Kaga smirked. "Hey, invisible ones, bring me some sake!"
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!" Several screams erupted at the same time. "He knew we're here!"
"Of course! Didn't I tell you to be quieter when spying on someone?"
"..."
"Like what you saw?"
"..." Some very interesting images popped up in the poor servants' heads. There're noises of someone falling to the floor.
"Huh, where are they?" Kaga looked around after several minutes of silence. "They don't answer me. The servants of this castle surely are undisciplined. And there's the smell of blood. What's the heck?"
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It was a beautiful morning at the castle. Kaga and his beast were having breakfast in a beautiful room. The table was long, and the food was perfect. Kaga knew that they were supposed to enjoying a royal meal now. He also knew that for it to happen, Hikaru must be at the other end of the table, picking at his food, taking tiny bites and pausing to chew politely like any other royal prince or princess would do. But instead, it looked like he was determined to ruin Kaga's perfect mood.
"Tetsuo, what are you drinking?" Hikaru asked, grabbing Kaga's arm as he tried to yank it down and see the bottle.
"Sake."
"Can I have it?"
"No."
"But why? Why don't let me have what you're drinking? You hate me?"
"No, but this is not for you."
"Why?"
"It's only for the adults. You're too young."
Hikaru pouted. "I'm not. I'm much much much older than you. I'm more than 1000 years old! Let me drink it."
"No." Kaga refused, and winced as Hikaru started to cry. He wasn't unfamiliar with the sight of people crying before him. He liked seeing people cry, for he was always the person that caused those tears to be shed. But in moments like this, watching the boy's tears wasn't something pleasant.
"Oh well..." He murmured then drank all the wine in the bottle with one gulp, then threw the bottle away. Hikaru tried to protest, but he tilted the boy's face up and leaned down to kiss away the tears on the boy's cheek. "Fine, I'll let you drink it, ne."
"Really?" The boy's face lit up.
"Really." Kaga nodded, and emphasized his answer by calling a servant. "Bring me a bottle of sake."
The servant squeaked in a horrified way. "No way in hell! He's too young for this."
"He's not. He said he's more than 1000 years old." Kaga said nonchalantly and waved his fan.
"No, he's young."
"He is not."
"He is."
"Shut the hell up and bring me what I want, or else I'll blow away your head with this goddamn gun!" Kaga glared.
Knowing better than upsetting Kaga, the servant got out of the room hurriedly, after a while, he returned with a bottle, and handed it to his Prince sadly.
Kaga snatched the bottle away from Hikaru's hands and threw it back to the servant. "I told you to bring me sake, not milk."
"But this is--"
"This is milk."
"Milk?" Hikaru cried. "I don't want milk. I have it every morning all those years. It's enough. I want sake like Tetsuo!"
"See. Bring him sake."
The poor servant got away again. Almost an hour passed. Then he returned, this time with real sake. It was a bottle with some white fluid inside. Kaga received the bottle, brought it up to take a small sip, winced, then handed it to Hikaru.
"Here's your sake."
The Prince happily drank sake for the first time in his life, but after drinking it, he frowned. "But Tetsuo, it didn't taste much different from what I drink every morning. Still sweet."
"Well," Kaga patted the boy's head gently. "Only the respected ones are served sake. It'll taste different if you have years of training in the field of drinking like me."
"Then train me?"
"... If you drink this every morning from now on."
So that was why from that time, in Hikaru's breakfast, now sake was served instead of milk. Hikaru was still wondering why sake tasted so much like milk, but he got determined to try his best to become good at identifying the two types of drinks like Kaga. Let's hope he succeeded.
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TBC