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Summary: Once a year, in the night where a red-ringed moon hang on a starless sky, demons experience strong desires to mate with anyone in their sight, and the son of Satan is no exception. Can he overcome his lust or will he submit to it? RinXYukio
Hello readers, here is this the second chapter of LoveLess, it came pretty fast eh? I am actually quite proud of being able to post this fast, when normally it took me weeks to even finish a chapter. Well it's here anyway, please read and enjoy it!
Warning: none, not yet, keep your drools in people:D
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LoveLess
Chapter 2 : Revelation
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This was not how Yukio expected his evening would be.
He had had done what his elder brother asked of him, he had prepared the oden and served them to the rest of his students. Shiemi was the first to finish, next came Yukio.
He had rushed to the kitchen and prepared some onigiri stuffed with katsuobushi (dried bonito flakes) seasoned with soy sauce and a bowl of a hot steaming oden for his brother. He was on his way to his twin's bedroom when he heard a scream, which sounded awfully a lot like his blond-haired student.
Which it was.
Yukio pinched the bridge of his nose, his back was leaning on the rim of the shouji door. Of his twin's room. The aura was thick with apprehension, not more than few sentences had been shared among the teacher and the exquires after Shura had practically dragged a completely wild Rin into his room. There'd been screaming, growling, and any other sounds that humans shouldn't be capable of making that shook the very air around them ever since the time.
But now only silence and Bon's shoes' constant clicks that accompanied their anxious waiting in the dim hallway.
"Okumura-sensei", a hesitant voice called out to the disgruntled teacher. He looked up to the source of the voice, locking his eyes with his pink-haired student who was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, "Um, I just want to know... if... Okumura, is he... alright?", Shima looked nervously to the exorcist, whom had a sliver of displeasure in his green orbs.
He knew it was a bad idea to be the first one to break the silence by enquiring a question to his teacher, who looked absolutely homicidal, but he couldn't help but worrying about his friend. The look of uncanny bestiality he had seen in those normally bright but friendly eyes was certainly the solid proof that there's something wrong with his demon friend.
Yukio forced a fake smile to lift up the corner of his lips, "Yes, he should be. Shura-sensei would definitely handle him better than any of us. He will be alright" He must be alright.
"Taku", the grim voice of Bon piped in, "What was that idiot Okumura thinking? I know that he's a screwed-up kid from the first time I set my eyes on him. But to jump on Shiemi like that...", he whispered the last part quietly, eyes glaring at the door's room expecting it to slam open or something. Although they had been there for like 40 minutes or so.
Konekomaru was only staring at the floor intently, his face was a mixture of confusion disbelief and worry. When he was trailing an imaginative line on the smooth wooden door with his finger, the door creaked open.
All four set of eyes instantly looked up to stare at the figure of the other exorcist teacher. Shura stepped out of the shouji and slid it close. The curvaceous woman looked up to the expectant faces of friends and family of one Okumura Rin, her eyes slightly tired and her face grim.
Yukio let his eyes scanned over the slouched form of the woman, his face mimicked the look of mild surprise as he noted the damage on the woman's body.
Shura's right shoulder was caked with dry blood, lines of red marred the skin of her arms. There were several claw-like marks on her thigh, abdomen and upper limbs. From the sight of it, some looked pretty deep with fresh red wounds. Angry red marks of burn scorched several areas of her skin, some looked mild while a little of them seemed serious. Her clothes looked pretty fine (there's not much to begin with) except for some little rips here and there.
Shura settled her gaze to Yukio, "Man, yer brother is insane", a glare, "He keeps on attempting to jump me all the while. But poor him, It's a thousand years too early for an underage kid to even think of pounding his punny dick into my pussy." the exquires blushed at the shameless words, "And I beat him good"
"Beat him?", Konekomaru exclaimed meekly. He knew that what had the demon boy done was not in any way acceptable, but a small part of him insisted on the fact that it was somehow not Rin's fault. That it wasn't his fault when he practically tried to rape the poor girl in the middle of the hallway.
"Relax, I only gave him a blow to his guts to keep him down, long enough for me to chain him to bed", Shura smirked triumphantly, spinning a silver key in her finger.
The long-haired woman pocketed back the key and put her hand on her hips. Then she directed her gaze to Yukio, straight and hard. The look of dead seriousness which was rare to be seen on the brash woman made him straightened his back immediately. He mirrored the woman's expression, focusing his absolute attention to the exorcist.
Shura flicked her head slightly, then started towards the small stairs leading to the Zen Garden.
Without further ado, Yukio quickly followed her.
"Hey where you two are going?", Bon yelled indignantly, abruptly stood erect from his previous leaning position, "We wanna know what's going on with Okumura too!"
Shura bent her head over her shoulder, "Shut up, yer snotty brats have nothing to do in grown-ups ' discussion. Yer try to follow the both of us...", she left the sentence at that and proceded forward without waiting for an answer.
Shima gave a short laugh, "But Okumura-sensei is about the same age as us. But I guess his exorcist pedigree does make up for it though. Just leave them Bon"
"But..."
"Shima's right", Konekomaru piped in, "As long as Rin is okay, we don't need to exactly know what is wrong with him." He offered a small smile to Bon's furious face, "Maybe it's for his own sake that this matter is to be kept a secret from unauthenticated people, like us", Konekomaru riveted his gaze back to the floor.
"Although... although I wish I could do more for him. As his friend, I mean", Konekomaru stared back to his two friends, his face was contorted to something akin to strained smile.
Bon and Shima kept silent. They both know what would be their obvious response to the cat lover's remark.
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When Yukio finally catched up on the woman's long strides, he found her to be sitting in a small tiered fountain. The curvy woman seemed to be occupied with her inspection on the cold water filling the marble tub, feeling its elusive texture as she dragged her finger across the water.
Yukio stopped several metres in front of her, the woman's unresponsive attitude at his arrival prompted him to keep his distance. After standing for a while and saw that Shura had no intention of starting the conversation, Yukio took it as his own iniation.
"Kirigakure sensei"
Shura gave no indication that she had heard it when Yukio called out her name, choosing to keep her attention to the particular architecture.
Yukio's gaze hardened, he repeated back the name with extra emphasization, "Kirigakure-sen-
"Do yer remember about the incident that happened on a night like this? Yer know, the one where yer cried when the old man had snapped on yer for the first time?"
The teen blinked at the unexpected turn of conversation, "What?", he frowned at the woman, "Yes I do remember, what has that gotten to do with Rin?"
"What do yer remember?", Shura asked quietly, running a nonchalant finger on the smooth surface of the clear marble.
Yukio answered the question smoothly, having absolutely no trouble in recalling the past, "That night, I went sneaking out of home to find Rin who was not yet home, although Father had strictly forbid me not to go out on my own, especially on that particular day. I defied him, thinking that his over-protectiveness was not necessary as I had gone out a couple of times", Yukio fixed his glasses, "And then when I wandered near the edge of a park, I saw a female demon laying behind a bush, well a bloody corpse to be exact. Frightened, I turned back running and crossed path with a demon, whom was probably responsible for the gruesome killing of the demonness as his claws and fangs were red with blood", Yukio finished his brief reminiscent of the past.
He tried to briefly connect the similar pieces, "Did that male demon is in the similar circumstances as Rin is?"
This time, Shura did face Yukio, "Loveless Night", she drawled out grimly.
Yukio blinked his eyes in confusion, okay he had totally lost it now. Why did Shura need to go in circles for this when she normally got everything to the point!
Shura didn't pause to allow Yukio to contemplate the meaning of the new term, "Once a year, a demon experiences a strong need to mate with any female demon in their sight, although some stronger demons are able to control the urgings. Yer could say it's similar to a mating season for demons. But unfortunately for Rin who had just recently turned to a demon... it maybe just too much for him to control the lust"
The spectacled exorcist frowned,"Then why was Rin allowed to go to a trip among the students then?", he pointed out.
"We didn't think that the red moon would affect him much, considering he is just a half-demon. But the assumption apparently went completely the opposite. Rin is a half-demon, and so his control is half of that of a full-demon", Shura lifted her eyes to stare at Yukio's green eyes, which were swirling with undeniable confusion.
Shura decided to continue with the last bit, and the most important information, "But, this mating season for demons doesn't go like the one for animals. Animals' purpose of mating are to produce new offsprings as to not let their kinds go extinct. But this isn't the case for demons. They mate because of lust, to fulfill their hunger of uncontrollable sexual needs. There's no other purpose other than to ravish the female partner senselessly", Shura eyed Yukio intently, "And this often resulted in serious injuries or even death in the female part."
The woman straigtened her posture, pink eyes were filled with uncharacteristic seriousness, "There's no love in the act", the female exorcist summarised, "And thus receiving the name of Loveless Night"
Yukio set his eyes to the ground, thoughts went racing in his head. When he finally came into one, he spoke it out, "Why haven't I ever heard of this? This kind of day where demons could turn into such barbaric state should be taught in the exorcism class", the exorcist inquired.
Shura shrugged, "Well don't ask me, I ain't responsible with any of the curriculum, nor do I care. I suppose that because most demons retreat to Gehenna on this day, the danger of the demons roaming at night on this day is automatically decreases. And so there's no need for it to be taught in classes as the purpose of exorcism is to annihilate demons. I guess that last bit of knowledge is gained through experience."
Shura stretched her arms above her head, yawning noisily, "Well that's basically it. Man, it was such a drag of having to explain everything to a junior! I'd rather undergo a demon slaying mission than to deal with this kind of shit", she grinned cheekily at Yukio, "Yer should feel honored of having me personally teach yer this kind of troublesome topic."
"Thank you Kirigakure-sensei", Yukio thanked the woman without any hesitation.
Shura clicked her tongue and wrinkled her face, "Che, yer no fun! Yer shouldn't comply that easily!", she waved her arms upwards as if exasperated, "It's much more interesting talking to the younger yer where yer are all about beating me and teaching me a lesson!"
She turned tail and headed towards the inn, "Well I'm off for a shower. That kid had totally worked me up", she muttered unplesantly about male demon kid in puberty and how they need to work it off without causing so much trouble to poor chaperone teachers.
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"Thank you Izumo-chan", Shiemi accepted the cup of hot green tea. She brought it up to her mouth and sipped the clear green liquid, sighing contently at the warm feeling washing over her throat.
A polite knock sounded at the door, startling both girls who were enjoying the silence of the third floor, as they were the only inhabitants of the quiet floor. "Come in.", Izumo said, loud enough to be heard by whomever was outside. The door slided open slowly, and Yukio stepped inside of the little room,shutting the shouji back after his tall frame had entered the room.
"Ah Yuki-chan!", Shiemi greeted excitedly, putting the cup of tea in the table beside her bed, "What brings you here?" Yukio smiled back and answered, "Just making sure that everything is okay. Do you feel better now?"
"Un! Thanks to Izumo-chan who has accompanied me all this time!", the ever cheerful girl grinned brightly.
Izumo blushed, "It's not like that baka! I'm here not because of you, don't be over confident."
Shiemi just blinked, "Then because of what Izumo-chan?"
"Eh, um, it's uh... I because... just because I want to be here!", Izumo spluttered and finished lamely.
"Because there is me in here right?"
Yukio saved the poor pigtailed girl of further awkward embarrassment by calling the name of the blond-haired girl, "Shiemi"
"Nani?", Shiemi looked up to Yukio, her innocent face made the exorcist teacher hesitant to utter this one question. He looked her dead in the eyes anyway, "Do you hate Rin?"
He waited with baited breath but soon found that his apprehension was all for nothing as Shiemi burst out laughing. "What's so funny?", Yukio asked again, obviously perplexed.
Shiemi clutched her stomach in her laughter, tears or mirth were running down the side of her eyes, "Ahahahaha, I'm sorry Yuki-chan!", she wiped her tears and looked at the exorcist, "It's just that you're just so silly, for asking a question like that. Of course I don't hate Rin", she smiled earnestly, "He might have been a little weird back then but I'm sure Rin didn't mean what he did. He must have a reason for that."
Yukio stood there, stunned. He had thought that Shiemi would probably be disgusted to Rin and Rin would lose the first friend he ever had because of the incident. He certainly hadn't thought that the girl would be denying his assumption with all of the sincerity of her voice.
Yukio then returned the smile.
"Thank you Shiemi, for believing in Rin..."
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"What?", a hysteric voice broke into the quietness of the night, "No yer can't! Yer absolutely can't!", the person waved her arms wildly.
"But nii-san-
"He would be fine in there! He's perfectly fine in there by himself! In fact yer would be the one getting his ass kicked if yer be in the same room as he is!", Shura yelled to the face of one perplexed Yukio.
"But someone needs to keep an eye on him, in case he do something stupid and dangerous in order to break free", Yukio tried to explain calmly to an absolutely frantic Shura. His request was simple, it's just for him to stay in the same room as his brother, to make sure he's alright. But Shura was making a big fuss out of this.
Shura's eyebrows twitched, "Who cares about keeping an eye? I have attached a special seal on the chain which prevents any kind of demon of breaking free! Anyway it's too dangerous! And I don't want to deal with all the paperworks about being the one responsible of the death of an underage exorcist!", she roared in barely restrained anger. They had been going on and on about this for quite some time and it was starting to piss her off.
"I won't be killed that easily, you should know that Kirigakure-sensei. I'll go in no matter what you said", Yukio ended the conversation by walking past Shura. But the voluptuous woman gripped his shoulder, preventing him from taking any other step. Shura glared at Yukio through the rim of her bangs, "Do yer even know what yer getting yourself into? Do yer fuckin' understand about what he is capable of? It took me over half-an-hour to knock him down and I also got special extra packages for it too.", she flicked her eyes briefly to the generous amount of bandages that wrapped around her form.
She riveted her gaze back, her eyes boring a hole to the teen's, "He could kill yer in a matter of seconds, Yukio. While I'm pretty confident on my sealing skills, there's no guarantee that it will keep him down through the night.", Shura gritted her teeth to restrain herself from yelling out loud some common sense to the stubborn teen's ears, "Why do you keep on insisting in being in the same room as him, Yukio?" The lack of use of the slang word, Yukio noted, indicated that she was serious in this.
But nonetheless, Yukio returned the glare, "Because he needs me in there Shura. My brother needs someone to comfort him, and the most logical someone there is would be me" Shura was momentarily taken aback when she heard the use of her first name. But more so when seeing the pair of green orbs. They swirled with so much emotion, and the most distinct one was concern, for his brother. He was worried for his brother, and that feeling effectively crushed the fact that his brother could be a lethal danger for him.
Shura sighed, closing of her eyes in defeat and let go her steel grip on the boy's shoulder, "If anything happens, just scream. I'll be two rooms over", she said monotonely, walking away from Yukio without looking back.
Yukio fixed the crumpled fabric of his shoulder, frowning when it refused to smooth down. Huh, Shura must be dead serious about it eh? Yukio started towards the room of his brother. But he was also serious about this. Them, being twins, made Yukio could feel the distress that wafted off Rin in waves, and he determined to be the one who would help to ease that negative emotion.
He then reached inside his exorcist coat pocket, pulling out a small object. He fingered it casually, feeling the slightly rusted texture of an old bronze key. He eyed it intently before putting it back inside, straightening his back as he quickened his pace.
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"Nii-san?", Yukio called out, peeking his eyes into the dark room of his twin's. He almost could see nothing and this situation made him promptly wondered if his brother was really in there.
"Go away Yukio", a hoarse voice snapped from the darkness. Yukio squinted his eyes and finally able to make out the curled form of a body on the bed located in the far end of the room. He welcomed himself in and slided the door shut.
He took some time to adapt to the darkness before walking quietly towards his elder brother.
The younger twin stopped in front of the bed, keeping a safe distance just in case Rin had a sudden urge to lash his claws at him, "Nii-san", he called again.
"I said GO AWAY YUKIO!", Rin practically roared and Yukio was mildly surprised at seeing the growl-laced voice just then. He could sense the anger and fury in his brother's voice, the indignation of failing to keep something from happening that he knew all too well. But he could also detect a faint hint of desperation and sadness, the longing to be comforted and assured that everything was alright. He knew by then that his brother was still the same old Rin.
Rin tensed a little when he felt a slight depression on his bed, obvious sign that his younger brother had sat on his bed. He wanted to yell at him to leave him alone but he found himself couldn't. In fact, he was glad to find that his brother was there beside of him. In the deepest part of his heart, he wished to be comforted by Yukio.
Then he felt the slightest touch on the small of his back, he widened his eyes when that slightest touch felt like an electricity was coursing through him. He felt hot all of a sudden and his body was pulsing with need. He hissed wildly, and started to trash in the bed, forcing Yukio to get off.
Rin then crouched on his bed, all the while yanking at the chain that encircled his right hand. He growled and directed his gaze to the face of his brother. A pair of glowing red orbs were the sight that greeted the green eyes of the younger twin, fangs were bared like a wild animal.
Yukio stared, completely shocked at how the simplest touch could turn his brother into a lustful beast. "Nii-san", he whispered out.
The voice of Yukio must had snapped Rin off from his bestial state as he clenched his red eyes of his shut. When he opened them again, they had turned back to the normal blue. He collapsed face-first to his bed, obviously tired from all of the straining. After a few seconds, he let out a dry chuckle, "Shiemi must have hated me for that right?", it was more of a statement than a question.
Although Rin couldn't see him, Yukio shook his head, "She doesn't blame you nii-san"
"Really? Then I'm glad"
Silence accompanied both brothers as neither of them spoke up anymore.
When Rin felt that he could finally went to sleep, the horrible pain came again. He let out a pained-roar and trashed in the bed. The chain that was covering the skin of his wrist had bleed out severely from all the fierce tugging. Yukio watched, feeling absolutely useless as he could do nothing to comfort his brother. He wanted to touch his twin in order to ease his pain a bit but he knew it's only make things worse.
The pain course had attacked again and again, until Yukio couldn't stand it anymore.
"Nii-san, please stop. It must have hurt", he pleaded, eyes observing the blood-drenched wrist of his twin's. By now the bed sheets had even become red from all the blood that made Yukio worried that his brother would bleed himself to death.
Rin just laughed bitterly, "I would if I could. The pain is just horrible you know, and I'm not talking about the wound on my wrist."
Rin directed his gaze to Yukio, "You know, there are these voices that keep on telling me to pin someone down and fuck her on the spot. And they are so persistent as to give me these pain and lust feeling that I couldn't control myself anymore", he offered a small smile, "I can't believe myself saying this, but at this point, I really want to fuck you Yukio. Gross eh?"
Yukio looked at his brother, perplexed, before lowering his bangs down. And then he walked closer until his knees nearly touched the bed.
"Yukio?", Rin tried to peer behind the bangs but found nothing.
Yukio rummaged through his exorcist coat and then pulled out a gun. Rin's eyes widened as Yukio directed it straightly to him. He lifted his eyes back to his brother's and was met with the iciest look he had ever seen on those green eyes.
What hurt him most wasn't the feeling that he was facing the trigger of his death, but the fact that Yukio hated him enough to be able to point a gun at him. So Yukio was disgusted to him after all, Rin remarked driedly in his mind. Or it was that his brother found his existance was far too dangerous for the sake of the safety of many people.
If Yukio had found his life not worth living anymore, then...
When he heard the sound of the gun being cocked, Rin closed his eyes and proped himself up on the bed, so he could face his death with his head held high.
So be it...
Bam!
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He had expected the pain, and so had gritted his teeth to keep himself from yelling out loud.
After the sound of the gun had rung, he braced himself.
But not the slightest bit of it came.
Instead he felt his gums had started to stiffen from all the clenching. Were dead people supposed to be able to feel stiffness?
Rin finally dared to open his eyes and noted with disbelief that he was still sitting on the bed of his room.
"Huh?", he inquired confusedly and then looked up to his brother. Yukio's gun was still pointed at him and from the smoke filing out of the round hole, he confirmed that Yukio had indeed fired his hand gun. But to where...
He roamed his eyes to try find the source of the bullet that was released just moments ago, and finally found it, imbedded at the chained encircling his wrist. Or more like was. He directed a confused gaze towards his younger brother, "Wha… What are you doing Yukio?", he spluttered, backing away slightly to the wall behind him, "Why did you release me? We both don't know when I will snap again, and if I do, I could probably attack you! Go get Shura or someone to put it back!", the demon boy hissed urgently in both anger and fear as he backed away some more, afraid to what he would probably do to his little brother should he have any other attack, which could probably come soon.
When not a movement was made by his little brother, he continued a little louder, his voice was desperate and pleading, "Don't you hear what I've just said? I said that my body is dying for some release that I feel like wanting to fuck my own little brother senselessly!"
Yukio finally lowered down his gun, his topaz eyes were directed towards the slightly trembling form of his twin. Unwavering and determined.
"Then do so nii-san", the soft whisper of Yukio was barely audible in the quietness of the room.
Rin looked up confusedly, "Huh? What did you say?"
"I said", Yukio said a little louder, "Do fuck me senselessly, as you brilliantly put it nii-san, if that'll make you feel better"
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Yay we love cliffhanger! *a chair come flying and successfully collides* Sorry, what I meant is I'm really sorry to put it at a stop like that, I really do. I know you girls know *are there guys here?* what kind of scene that will come in next. As this is my first time writing lemon, I'm kinda disheartened to what the next chapter would be. Reviews would certainly help- *a table soars, and barely misses* But don't worry! It'll definitely come! :D
Please review and tell me what you think:) I really appreciate them as they give me confidence to write more! XD
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