The place Conrad was taken to caught him by surprise. The place was hidden deeper than any brothel he'd ever ventured to. It stood tall and narrow yet unseen from the streets. When Josak lead him through these streets, Conrad had thought the man was lost or something.

"Don't worry; I know where I'm going." He reassured when asked. Conrad sighed. He had no choice but follow. Since he got the news of a twin Yuuri, he'd been biding his time, waiting to see if the rumors were true.

When they got there, Josak just walked in, smiling as he pushed the wooden doors open. There nothing outstanding about the place except for its size and location. It looked like a normal house, if not bigger.

A man with long black hair, whom must have been the owner, came out to greet them at the door. He was very handsome, though half of his face was cover with his bang. And, if Conrad wasn't going crazy, he looked vaguely familiar. The man smiled. "Welcome, my lord, to the Seidai brothel."

"Have we met before?" Conrad couldn't help but ask. The man flinched and shook his head.

"Please follow me, my lord." He said, dropping the subject quickly. He spun around to lead them down the hall. The three of them, Conrad, Josak and the owner, walked down the long hallway. "My newest boy has been waiting for you, my lord. He's very excited. " he said, turning back to Conrad

"How do you know it was me that ordered him?" He asked.

"You came with lord Josak." He replied. "Who else could you be?" Conrad pondered this. For some reason, he had doubts. Everything seemed a bit…

"Let's focus on why we're here, Captain." Josak reminded him. That jolted him from his doubts. He was here to see this Yuuri clone, not pondering the words of the man before him. He nodded staying silent as they were lead to a set of brass doors. They were gorgeous but what lied behind them concerned Conrad more than anything.

"Is he behind these doors?" he asked, walking up to the doors.

"Yes, he is waiting for you, my lord." The owner said from behind him. It took no more encouragement to get him to push those doors open. What greeted him was his king.

There sitting on a straw rug, a boy with Yuuri's face looked up at him smiling gently. The same dark eyes stared up at him with content. The only difference was the youth's hair color and length. This boy's hair was so black it had a bluish shine to it. The hair cascaded down his shoulders and pooled around him. He wore dark robes that were similar to the Japanese Yukata but slightly different. They didn't go any farther that his mid thighs so pale skin greeted him.

The boy bowed, pressing his head to the floor, his ass in the air. "Good evening, my lord." He spoke in elegant tones. He even sounded like his majesty! "I'm so glad to make your acquaintance. I hope I meet your expectations."

Conrad just stood there staring in awe. Could he really have his way with him? Could he really make love to his king? The answer was no but he was willing to take on a substitute. Conrad walked forward, his eyes riveted on the youth. He didn't hear the doors close behind him, nor did he hear Josak's words to him before they closed. His attention was stuck on the boy.

Conrad knelt in front of the boys bent body, and lifted his chin until they're eyes met. Not a hint of recognition shown in those dark depths. "What is your name, young man?" he asked, for some reason.

He could fathom why he'd asked that. With anyone else, he couldn't care less about what their name was as long as they were similar to his king in some way. None of them had anything in common with Yuuri except for their height, hair color or age. None had the kindness that glowed in his eyes. None had the seductive voice that set men's hearts and souls aflame with either lust or determination.

But today, looking at this youth with the same face as his love, he couldn't help but be kinder to him than he had been to the others. This kid was different. It wasn't just his looks that made Conrad's heart race. Something about him called out to him.

Surprise showed on the boys face. "Why do you ask that, my lord?" he asked. "I was told I was to be a replacement for another. You will be calling this person's name out, so what does mine matter?"

Conrad flinched. He was right but…

Conrad pulled the youth close, his hand buried in his thick and silky black hair. Their mouths were only hair breaths away from each other. "If that's how you want things, fine." He said, their lips brushing against each other. "But call me Conrad, nothing else, alright?" the youth, his cheeks red, nodded absently.

Conrad pulled away. The youth tried to get closer again, to reach his lips. Conrad smiled. Oh how he'd dreamed of seeing Yuuri like this. He'd barely touched the Yuuri clone and he looked ready to beg for Conrad's touch.

"My lord…" he started. Conrad interrupted him by pushing him back until his back met the floor. Conrad leaned over him, draping his body over his. Clothed chest over bare chest. Covered legs over pale ones. Two faces close to one another. He tried to kiss Conrad but Conrad used one of his hands to hold his head down while his other one held both of the youth's wrists above his head. This made him have to lift himself off the youth's chest but their faces were still close.

"I thought I told you to call me Conrad." He reminded, bringing his Yuuri-I-want-to-screw-you-but-cant smile. He felt the boy's heart race against him. "In return, I call you Yuuri and get do all the naughty things I want to do to the one I love. Understand."

The boy, Yuuri, stared up at him in wonder. His breath came out in pants as he squirmed under Conrad. Then he smiled, somehow, in a seductive but innocent way. He nodded.

"You can do whatever you want to me, Conrad. I'm yours."

End of chapter 15

Authors note

Okay, after a million years, I've finally updated Just Another Night. To those who are pissed, i apologize. I thank you for your patience. (Bows) :)