Yami no Matsuei
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A/N: Hi All! Thank so much for your reviews! It really helps to know there are fans of Muraki and Tsuzuki..! You keep me going! Enjoy!
The hammock rocked in the gentle cool breeze. Muraki brought up the light cover and rubbed Tsuzuki's shoulder. With the weather being so refreshing, there was no need for heavy blankets. Tsuzuki felt so comfortable in soft drawstring sleep pants and long-sleeved blue shirt. Muraki, dressed in similar sleepwear, suggested they spend the night in the large canvas hammock. They were well protected from insects since it was indoors and the missing wall now covered with a fine netting.
The hammock accommodated the two men comfortably being rather large. Pillows under their heads and at their feet and Tsuzuki couldn't help but harbor a fantasy of Muraki being a wealthy sultan and he, Tsuzuki, his willing slave.
Smiling with that wicked thought, the brunet snuggled deeper into the silver blond's embrace. After their swim and lovemaking at the falls, they arrived at the cottage utterly famished. Their appetites were appeased with a hearty candlelit supper of succulent roast beef and burgundy wine.
Now, the moon's glow illuminated over the island bringing such a different mood to the small island. The night creatures were venturing out and different noises could be heard throughout.
The couple was silent for some time, each savoring the other. Muraki gave lazy kisses against his husband's temple. Tsuzuki gently massaged his husband's hand.
"Kazutaka?"
"Hmm?"
"Isn't it perfect?"
"Very perfect, beloved."
"I don't think I want to leave."
"Neither do I."
"You're spoiling me, Kazutaka. I can't go back to the real world. Not after this."
"We can stay as long as we wish, Asato."
"Forever, then."
"Forever. Agreed."
Tsuzuki closed his eyes, Muraki's heartbeat steady and strong under his ear. The cicadas and calls of the night birds in the distance were threatening to lull Tsuzuki to sleep. But he felt the need to talk.
"Kazutaka?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think about what the world will be like so many years from now? I mean, our place in it?"
"We'll be together. That is all that matters."
Tsuzuki laced his fingers with Muraki's. There was only this moment, under the stars, in this hammock with his husband.
"Kazutaka, do you remember our first date?"
Muraki nuzzled his husband's dark hair, thoughtful.
"First date? I remember you wore your dark suit and trench-coat. And we met at the small cafe by the train station that served strawberry shortcake with jasmine tea. You were nervous and somewhat flustered. We talked of the weather and work. Kept it quite neutral. It was a short date but I was just happy you met me."
"You remembered a lot!" Tsuzuki exclaimed, impressed.
"One does not easily forget events that changes one's life," Muraki replied, kissing the brunet's temple.
"I was nervous, wasn't I? I just didn't know what to expect," Tsuzuki murmured, he squeezed his husband's hand. "I didn't want to put too much thought about it. I figured it would be a one-time thing. And deep down...I was scared it WOULD be our only date."
"Beloved," Muraki murmured. "I was more nervous. I spent so much time picking out what would be suitable to wear and even more time pacing. To be truthful, a very small part of me wanted to cancel."
"Really?" Tsuzuki turned his head to look at the silver blond. "I didn't know that!"
"I was afraid you wouldn't show or you would tell me that you didn't want to see me again. My nerves were practically shot by the time we sat down," the silver blond confessed.
"Wow," Tsuzuki mused. "At the time, I thought you were so cool and collected. I was a bundle of nerves and I was kind of irked that you were so calm."
"I was anything but calm," Muraki replied. "Indeed, I imagined you would hurl insults at me and run out the door."
"Oh wow," Tsuzuki shook his head. "We were both imagining the worst. And now..."
Muraki chuckled. "Here we are."
The ocean waves had tempered down a bit, the cicadas playing their music.
"Tell me, beloved. What changed your mind about me? What made you decide to take that chance."
Tsuzuki bit his lip in thought. "It was after our third date. I was more at ease...like, I didn't want the date to end. We talked and I just found myself interested in your day and what your work involved. It was the first time I didn't think about our past. I just enjoyed myself in that moment."
Muraki listened, squeezing his husband's hand. "I see."
"But it was when I defended you at work the next day that I knew for sure that I fell in love with you."
Muraki tilted Tsuzuki's chin up. "You defended me?"
Tsuzuki gave a slight nod. "Yeah. Watari...Hisoka...Tatsumi...they were...they brought up your past deeds. Things I already knew. They knew I had gone out with you a couple of times. And they were angry and upset that I was seeing you on a personal level. And...I just...didn't want to hear their arguments. I got so angry and told them off. I never did that before. But I was upset that they didn't trust me enough to make my own decisions. Like I needed supervising."
Muraki didn't know this and digested the information. Stroking Tsuzuki's cheek with the back of his fingers, he marveled once again at his husband's inner strength.
"You defended me," he stated simply, silver eyes shimmering.
Tsuzuki's brows knitted. "I'd do it again in a second. But...once they knew how I felt, how I wasn't going to change my mind, how I knew, deep down that you were genuine, they backed off. I know they meant well. But at the time, I just saw it as interference. Of course, now my friends support me. But I was so determined to continue my relationship with you."
"Beloved..."
In a burst of emotion, Tsuzuki hugged his husband. "I love you, Kazutaka! I'm so glad I followed my heart!"
"I am glad too, beloved," Muraki whispered. "My fierce protector."
Violets blinked open. A smile shone through. It promised to be a beautiful morning.
Fully awake, Tsuzuki hugged the other man and glanced up.
"Kazutaka? I was thinking that..."
He stilled. His husband was quite definitely asleep. Tangled platinum hair, lashes brushing against high cheekbones, plush pinked lips slightly parted, breathing deep and even.
Violet eyes half-mast, Tsuzuki smiled at the beautiful vision.
He was more tired than he led on...Well...we had talked a long time...
Tsuzuki was going to suggest a morning ocean swim before breakfast. But seeing as how Muraki was sleeping so peacefully Tsuzuki hated to wake him. Instead, the brunet edged himself carefully out of his husband's arms only stopping when Muraki gave a sleepy protest and frowned a bit. After a few minutes, he managed it.
I'll take that swim and come back in plenty of time to fix him breakfast...
With that plan, Tsuzuki tucked his husband in and leaned in to give a lingering kiss on the silver blond's soft lips then temple. Carding his fingers through silky hair, Tsuzuki watched Muraki for a little while longer, a small smile on his lips.
I love you so much, Kazutaka...
Okay, better get a move on if I want to be back in time...
Muraki stretched and reached for the slender brunet eager to cuddle that warm naked body against him. And perhaps to lead into a passionate make out session. Eyes still closed and smiling, the silver blond reached...and reached...and...
What gives?
He opened his eyes, frowning, feeling a bad mood coming on.
"Asato?"
The sound of pots and pans in the kitchen...and what's this? Singing? Was that his husband singing?
"I'm all aglow...mmmm...and now I know...the key to all heaven is mine..."
Muraki grinned and stretched his arms over his head. What a wonderful sleep! He hadn't meant to sleep so long but apparently he needed it. Now, from the sounds of it, his beloved was making something tasty.
"Asato!"
The singing stopped. Tsuzuki came to the doorway wearing the cutest apron. Muraki wished he had a camera.
"Kazutaka! Good morning! How do you feel?"
"Absolutely marvelous," Muraki stated, smiling wide. "What time is it? I didn't mean to sleep so long, beloved."
The brunet shook his head. "It's mid-morning and it's okay. You needed the rest. Especially, since we stayed up late talking."
"I enjoyed it. What are you making? Smells quite good," he asked, stretching some more.
"Your favorites. I hope you like them. It'll be ready in ten minutes." Tsuzuki wiped his hands on a dish towel.
"Excellent! Enough time to shower and dress," Muraki got up, reaching for the yukata. Tsuzuki bit his lip at the sight of a sleep-mussed Muraki. The silver blond strode up to the brunet, taking him in his arms. "And a kiss."
Tsuzuki laughed, delivering a sound good-morning kiss.
"That's better," Muraki said, giving another kiss for good measure. "Now, don't burn the toast," he quipped, giving a slight pinch to his husband's cheek and headed for the bathroom.
Tsuzuki laughed then stopped.
Uh-oh. Was something burning?
He ran back into the kitchen.
"Mmmm...that feels heavenly, Asato..."
"Here, Kazutaka?"
"Right there...yes...mmmm...harder, beloved...a bit harder...that's it...yes...just right..."
Tsuzuki did his best to make his husband feel good and concentrated at the task, his hands working out the knots.
"Is that enough pressure, Kazutaka? Gentler, maybe?"
"Mmmm...it's just right...you have such a...perfect touch...I'm putty...in your hands..."
Tsuzuki chuckled and continued to knead those back muscles, gliding his hands up his husband's neck and shoulders. Muraki continued to give murmurs of pleasure as his muscles were worked thoroughly.
"You are...so talented...Asato..."
"I'm glad you think so, Kazutaka. I just want to make you feel good. And if I've succeeded, I'm happy," Tsuzuki replied, giving special attention to the silver blond's nape, fingers working deftly.
"More than feels good. Keep going...and I'll...fall asleep..." Muraki warned, scalp tingling.
"Go ahead and sleep, Kazutaka," Tsuzuki replied softly. "There's no schedule here...if you want to sleep...then...sleep..." His hands moved to silver hair, his fingers carding through the silky strands, slow and methodical.
"Your eyes must...feel so heavy...Kazutaka...let yourself go...I'll be here...when you wake..."
Muraki gave a soft moan. His husband's melodic soothing voice was lulling him. He couldn't resist! Indeed, Tsuzuki was a spellbinder!
"Asato..."
"Shhh...go to sleep...Kazutaka..." Tsuzuki massaged from temple to nape, rubbing the delicate ears then back to the temple. "I love you...Kazutaka..."
"I love...you...zzzzz"
Tsuzuki gave in to the deep kiss, tilting his head and twined his The moon was at its peak giving its beams across sea and sand. The brunet clung to his husband's shoulders, turning his head to receive those plush lips fully. Muraki tightened his arms around the trim waist. Tsuzuki broke the kiss first for some much needed air.
"Kazutaka..."
The silver blond gave open-mouthed kisses on that sweet-smelling neck, relishing his husband's whimpers. After the wonderful sleep, Muraki had energy to spare. A swim and a hike and now bedtime excursions rounded out the wonderful day. Tsuzuki's fingers tugged at his hair and he lifted his head, silver eyes shimmering.
"I love you, Kazutaka...I love you," Tsuzuki whispered, tears welling. "My one and only love."
Muraki's throat constricted. "Asato...beloved..." he whispered hoarsely. He kissed his husband's cheek. "I love and adore you, my sweet beloved husband."
Pulling Muraki into a hug, Tsuzuki closed his eyes tight and thanked the heaven for his great good fortune.
TO BE CONTINUED...
A/N: Wow..! This is really turning into a long one! Hope you're still enjoying it! Any suggestions on how to end it? Until next time! :)