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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      不機嫌なモノノケ庵_|_Fukigen_na_Mononokean_|_The_Morose_Mononokean_(Manga)
  Relationship:
      Abeno_Haruitsuki/Ashiya_Hanae
  Character:
      Abeno_Haruitsuki, Ashiya_Hanae, The_Legislator_(Fukigen_na_Mononokean)
  Additional Tags:
      Dubious_Consent, Mating_Cycles/In_Heat
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-08-08 Updated: 2016-09-16 Chapters: 6/? Words: 19588
****** The Lovers ******
by Yoruai_(yoruai)
Summary
     Itsuki loved Hanae. Hanae loved Itsuki. They were both fine with
     keeping quiet for fear of rejection... Until unfortunate
     circumstances force them to sleep together.
***** Tell Me Why I'm Waiting *****
Hanae had been kidnapped.
Hanae had been kidnapped and it was all his fault.
Leaving the Mononokean door open, even for a small time just to step out to
escort a client had been a poor decision. When he came back fuzzy was weakly
getting up from being slammed against the wall, and the Mononokean had a
message on its scroll.
“Hanae is gone. He was taken.”
Itsuki had been searching for days. He stopped going to school, cancelled his
client appointments and had barely slept. He had all of his ties in the
underworld looking far and wide for him, while he scoured the human world
searching for clues to where he may be. For days he had to listen to worried
classmates on the street, and when he went to check Hanae’s room he had a hard
time keeping his composure as he heard Hanae’s mother sobbing downstairs.
He felt like his world was ending. Every hour, every second that Hanae was
missing was like a vice on his heart clenching him tighter and tighter. He
wanted to see his smiling face. He wanted to hear him nag in worry and do
something stupid, to bring a scowl to his face.
More days passed, and at the end of a long search he sat inside the Mononokean.
Fuzzy came up to him and rubbed his leg, and when he saw the little white fur-
ball his heart clenched. "i'm sorry hairball... I couldn't find him today
either." He breathed out. "I couldn't do anything." He said as he lifted the
fluffy youkai up.
"I couldn't bring him home..."
For the first time in a very long time, Itsuki broke down in the corner of the
Mononokean and cried. He cried into the soft fur of the little fluffy youkai,
screamed and sobbed against him until he was slightly hoarse. Everything inside
of him was breaking, and he didn’t know what to do.
A small chime interrupted his breakdown.
“You really love him, Don’t you Itsuki?” the scroll read.
Itsuki read it with tired eyes, before letting out a broken laugh. “Yeah I do.”
he said quietly, a bitter smile on his lips.
Of course he did.
How could he not?
Everything about Hanae he loved. From his stupid words and actions to the
clumsy way he held himself. He didn’t know when his quiet acceptance grew to
love but when he fell for him he fell hard. He knew that Hanae probably
harbored strictly platonic feelings for him, but that was fine for Itsuki. He
was content with their relationship staying as it was. Being without his love
was fine as long as Hanae stayed by his side.
Now though, he wished he had told him, just to say he had tried.
Another week passed, and he began to give up hope. He began to feel like Hanae
had been killed and his body wasn’t going to be found. As those dark thoughts
ran through his head, sitting in the Mononokean’s tea room, his sanity was
rescued by a small chime.
“An S.O.S from The Legislator.” it said.
And then another chime.
“He has found Hanae. Opening a door to his office now.”
Itsuki’s heart fluttered with hope, and he quickly ripped the door open and
slammed it shut behind him as he stormed over to the Legislator, gripping his
front roughly.
“Where. Is. He.” Itsuki bellowed, glaring coldly at the Legislator. “I don’t
care who took Ashiya...but To take him by force from the Mononokean after
everything has been cleared up. After everything I’ve gone through. Everything
that he’s gone through… I don’t care if he’s a human and they’re seen as lesser
beings, he is my employee…. And he’s my friend.”
The legislator let out a long sigh. “That’s why I went and got him, geez you’re
acting like I’m the one who kidnapped him." He chuckled when Itsuki continued
to bristle at him. "Relax, no harm came to him… but…” He glanced to the side,
“Before you see him I warn you, things are complicated.”
Itsuki grit his teeth “What do you mean complicated?”
The Legislator fell silent for a bit. “The one who took him forced him to eat
something. It wasn’t food… Koura seems to think is a seed from an Aizen tree.”
Aizen... Itsuki mentally ran over a list of demons and demonic herbs in his
head as he tried to pinpoint the name. “It sounds familiar… but I don’t recall
what it is.”
The legislator took a long draw from his pipe, exhaling slightly. “Aizen are a
type of sentient demonic entity that take the form of large trees. They are a
rarity because they require very particular land to grow, but are coveted as
their seeds are meant to spur fertility in demons.” He relaxed back, his eyes
hooding. “But if all you want is fertility you would have to be very strong to
only have those effects. If a normal demon, or I’m assuming in this case a
human, consumes the seed, they will be in a state of unabating lust and need
until they are mated… if they are not mated after a time it will kill them.”
Itsuki fell silent, a slight feeling of dread overcoming him as the gravity of
the situation became clear. “Legislator… did you… you didn’t-”
“I did not mate him, no.” The legislator interrupted. “I considered it if you
didn’t come back from the mundane world swiftly as it is the only way to save
his life, but you came right away.” The legislator said with a smile. “Relax,
his chastity is safe for now.”
Relief washed over Itsuki. He trusted the legislator more than anyone else with
Hanae, but the thought of him mating the boy was something he didn’t want to
think about. It stirred up ugly feelings he was glad didn’t have to take shape.
That relief was short lived as he realized that meant someone still needed to
have sex with him. He had fantasized about it before, he had just gone through
puberty not long ago, but actually doing it? Doing it like this He felt
nervous, scared, and also a bit guilty.
“Take me to him.” Itsuki murmured, stuffing his hands into his kimono as he rid
his mind of any nagging thoughts.
The legislator nodded, walking with Itsuki down the hall and opening a door to
another narrower hallway. They walked for a small time until they reached a
secluded back room, the legislator opening the door and standing aside to let
Itsuki in.
Itsuki wasn’t quite prepared for what he saw.
Hanae was laying naked, panting heavily and gripping the sheets under him. His
eyes were glazed over with lust and his cheeks were flushed hot pink. His body
was ablaze with a warm heat, and there was something clear and slick coating
his inner thighs.
Hearing the door open, Hanae perked up, “M-Mister Legislator is that you? P-
Please…” He moaned, arching off the floor and writhing. “Touch me… Hold me… I
can’t take being alone anymore.” He whined as he flopped onto his side,
revealing his arousal that was sitting stiff and erect, precum leaking freely
out of it. “I w-won’t tell Abeno-San… I just need someone… anyone.” He sobbed.
Hanae was crying now, tears leaking from his eyes as he rolled onto his stomach
and parted his legs “Please... I feel like i’m dying…. It hurts so much…”
Itsuki’s heart skipped a beat at the begging and wanton moans spilling from
Hanae’s mouth. The way he writhed and presented himself shot straight to
Itsuki's stomach where the feeling pooled and spread like fire. He shouldn’t be
so turned on by this, Hanae was drugged, and it was wrong that he was going to
take advantage of him in such a state.
However, there was something captivating about him like this, and Itsuki
couldn't’ tear his eyes away.
The legislator gazed in-between Itsuki and Hanae for a moment, before closing
his eyes. “I will give you time with him. No one will come to interrupt but…”
He took a drag from his pipe, “If you do not wish to mate him, then let me
know. I will do my utmost to satisfy him and I will not bring him any harm-”
“I will mate him.” Itsuki interrupted, giving a legislator a cold look.
The legislator raised a brow, “ah… so you are up for the task then.” he said
with a smile, “Very well. I’ll leave Ashiya-kun to you then, Itsuki.” He leaned
close, “… I know he’s hard to resist, but from the way he presents himself he
is probably a virgin… do be gentle with him.” he teased before leaving.
Itsuki swallowed and let out an exhale through his nose. Waiting for the door
to close before glancing back at Hanae, “It’s not like I know what i’m doing
either…” he murmured, before walking over to his charge and kneeling down.
“Hey… Ashiya-kun… it’s me.”
Hanae perked up, staring at Itsuki for a moment as his eyes focused. “A-Abeno-
San?” he asked hopefully, a warm smile spreading on his face as he crawled over
to him. “Abeno-San… i’m sorry I called out for the Legislator….” he hiccuped,
wrapping his arms around Itsuki and holding him tight. “I-I just can’t think… I
can barely breathe it’s so hot… b-but you’ve come to save me right?” He slipped
his legs on either side of Itsuki’s waist, shuddering as his arousal pressed
in-between their bodies, “Please, Abeno-San… I want you to save me…” He
whispered against Itsuki’s neck.
Itsuki thought it would take a while to get himself prepared for having sex for
the first time, but with Hanae’s words and actions he was already rock hard
under his kimono. “Get off, Ashiya. I need to strip down if we’re gonna do
this." he murmured.
Hanae quickly obliged, getting off and laying back. “Abeno-San… is he going to
touch me?” He asked, looking up at Itsuki hopefully from between his thighs.
His eyes hooded as he watched Itsuki strip off the layers of clothing. “Will he
kiss me…?” He glanced down Itsuki’s toned chest as it was revealed to him, his
eyes resting on the arousal that sprung up in-between his legs, “Abeno-San…
will he go inside me?” He asked hopefully.
Itsuki gazed down at Hanae, letting out a shaky exhale through his nose at the
lewd sight as he pulled him back onto his lap. “Shut up.” he murmured, before
pressing his lips to Hanae’s in a chaste kiss.
At least Itsuki wanted it to be chaste, Hanae had other plans.
Hanae moaned into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Itsuki’s neck and nibbling
at his lower lip. Itsuki hesitantly returned the kiss, taking a sharp intake of
breath as he felt Hanae’s tongue entwine with his. They sat like that for a
long time, exploring each others mouths and pressing against one another
eagerly as they learned how they fit together.
Itsuki moved his hands downward, gripping Hanae’s hips and moving against him .
He heard Hanae moan, the noise muffled from their locked lips as he wrapped his
legs around Itsuki’s waist and mimicked the motion, seeking more of the warm
friction against their bodies.
Itsuki had dreamed of this. He had touched himself to thoughts of being like
this with Hanae, wondering what it would be like to kiss the boy and hold him.
His thoughts had shifted many a time to him spreading his legs and allowing
himself to be deflowered by him.
No amount of fantasy could compare to the feelings he felt now.
“Mnh…” Hanae pulled away from the kiss slightly, panting to catch his breath,
“A-Abeno-san that’s not enough… nh…” he said between kisses. “Please… inside…?”
he asked in a daze. “I want you inside me…” He begged.
Itsuki gazed with hooded eyes at Hanae, at how the boy nuzzled the crook of his
neck with a warm smile and pressed against him. Despite his state there was
something innocent about the way Hanae spoke to him, as if he were being
courted and the sex wasn’t completely drug induced.
It made him feel guilty, and slightly empty that this wasn’t real.
“Lay down, Ashiya.” Itsuki said gently, kissing Hanae’s temple before watching
as the boy flopped back and spread his legs, all too eager for what was coming.
Itsuki took in his body, his eyes coming to rest at the slick wetness between
his cheeks. Curiously, he prodded a finger against the hole presented to him,
surprised when it easilly slipped in. It was like his finger was being consumed
by the needy entrance, Hanae’s insides warm and slick and completely
lubricated.
Hanae squirmed and let out a whine. “A-Abeno-San please… no more teasing.” He
looked up at him shyly. “I want this…” He said quietly, reaching out and
caressing Itsuki’s shaft.
Itsuki let out a hiss of pleasure as he was touched, involuntarily snapping his
hips up before grabbing Hanae’s hand. “O-Okay okay…” he mumbled, shifting
Hanae’s hips and positioning himself at the practically dripping entrance.
Pursing his lips, he nudged the head of his shaft past the tight ring of
muscle, groaning as it slid in easily. He let out a soft exhale as he felt
Hanae’s tight walls lightly stretch around him, easily accommodating his shaft
as if he were made for him.
Hanae moaned as he hooked his legs around Itsuki’s waist. “A-Abeno-San...nh…
you make me feel so full…” He murmured out, pulling Itsuki close and kissing
him again. M-More… more Abeno San-”
“If we’re going to do this… Hanae.” Itsuki interrupted, flushing at how easily
Hanae’s first name rolled off his tongue, “Then please no formalities anymore…
Call me by name” He asked as he began to rock inside of Hanae.
Hanae opened his mouth, but only moans spilled out as he felt Itsuki slide deep
inside and then pull slightly out. As he was moved into he felt the pain inside
his body begin to subside, as if it were being rubbed off his slick walls with
Itsuki’s thrusts. “Ah-h- F-Faster Please… Itsuki…” He moaned out.
Itsuki’s heart soared as he heard his name on Hanae’s lips, spreading the
smaller boy’s legs and picking up the pace. The walls around him tightened up
and he let out a soft exhale, “Hanae…” he murmured out, gazing down at the
wanton boy below him, watching him sway with each snap of his hips. “You’re so
beautiful, Hanae..” The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them,
but at this point he was too gone to care. Leaning downand sealing Hanae’s lips
in a strong kiss as he lost himself in the tight feeling around his shaft.
Hanae whined into the kiss, tearing up as he rocked down eagerly. He wanted
Itsuki deeper, so deep he was buried in him and wouldn’t be able to pull out of
his body. He squeezed his thighs around Itsuki and pulled him tighter against
him, to where he was barely pulling out and piercing him with sharp, shallow
thrusts.
Then Hanae shifted his hips, and he was thrown into a state of euphoria.
Hanae pulled away from the kiss and moaned. “I-Itsuki- nh, There- push into me
there…. “ He cried out, tossing his head to the side as he began to vocalize
more loudly as he gripped Itsuki’s back.
Itsuki felt a wave of possessiveness wash over him as he heard Hanae’s
satisfied moans, angling his hips and piercing deep into that small spot within
him over and over. “Hanae…” He breathed against his neck, before biting down on
it. He suckled and licked on the spot until a deep red mark formed, kissing it
gently. “Will you be mine, Hanae?” He murmured against the mark, leaning in and
nibbling his ear as he wrapped his arms around him.
Hanae keened, seeing stars behind his eyes as he was brought higher and higher
to the pinnacle of pleasure with each calculated thrust from Itsuki’s hips. “O-
Of course I will Itsuki…” He managed to breathe out. “I-I love you so much…
I’ve loved you for-haahn-nm- such a long time now. I don’t want to be anyone
else’s…”
Itsuki’s heart fluttered. It was a strange whimsical feeling that spread over
him as he held him tightly and picked up the pace. “Hanae...m’close so… just a
warning.”
“Ah-m-me too… I-” He writhed in Itsuki’s grip, “Ah-I-Itsuki-n-” He held him
tight, showering his temple and his cheeks with needy kisses. “I love you so
much I-ah-hah-!” Suddenly Hanae was tipping into his climax, spilling in hot
thick ribbons onto his own chest and stomach as he sat tense in Itsuki’s arms.
Itsuki stared down at the gorgeous sight, gripping him tight and riding out
Hanae’s climax before snapping in deep. Itsuki breathed out an “i love you” as
he filled Hanae’s walls with his seed, but he knew Hanae was far too gone to
hear him.
Itsuki felt perhaps it was better that way.
Hanae layed in a daze, panting and gazing around at nothing in particular as he
laid in Itsuki’s arms. “Itsuki…” He murmured out, suddenly sounding very tired.
“Itsuki…. Itsuki….” He called out, pulling him down into a hug as he closed his
eyes. “Stay with me like this… please don’t leave me.” He begged.
Itsuki nodded, laying down and slipping deeper inside of Hanae as he moved to
lay back, keeping Hanae atop him as he stroked down his spine. “I won’t go
anywhere... “ He said quietly. He watched as Hanae cuddled and kissed his chin
affectionately, his heart clenching in a sort of vice. Soon the seed would wear
off, and he would have to face the consequences of their actions. He knew there
was a good chance Hanae would forgive him, He would probably even thank him for
doing something so intimate to save his life when he didn’t have to.
It hurt that much more knowing he would accept it, and he would have to take
rejection and swallow it down like a thorny pill.
Itsuki tilted Hanae’s chin up, placing a gentle kiss to his lips. Hanae
returned it lazily, letting out a soft, warm hum into it as he relaxed in
Itsuki’s arms. They stayed like that for a time, trading gentle kisses and
holding one another until sleep eventually claimed Hanae. Itsuki stroked down
his back, and debated leaving him here so it would be easier for Hanae to take,
but the more he thought about untangling himself from the boy atop him the less
he wanted to do it.
Eventually he just relaxed back, closing his eyes and letting sleep claim him,
not wanting to worry so much about what awaited him when he woke up.
***** For Someone Who Doesn't Care About Me. *****
Chapter Summary
     Mostly Hanae's POV. Time for the morning after and walk of shame.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
When Hanae woke up, he was sore.
His head hurt, his body hurt, and he was desperately in need of water. His
entire being was so sluggish he didn’t even want to open his eyes.
He vaguely wondered if the term “feels like I got hit by a truck” came from
such feelings.
Still despite the aches and pains, he felt warm. He was swaddled in blankets,
and a familiar, nostalgic scent was all around him. He sighed and cuddled
deeper into the sheets, nuzzling the warmth he was laying on.There was a soft
heartbeat in his ears, and a rhythmic breathing that threatened to put him back
to sleep.
That was until he realized that breathing and heart-beat wasn’t his own.
Hanae forced his eyes open, staring in shock down at Itsuki who was sleeping
peacefully, happily even with a smile on his face. Shock gave way to a small
smile as he rested atop him.
Was this a dream he wondered?
It had to be a dream for Itsuki to look so sweet, especially with him this
close. Only his mind's eye could make him look so warm and inviting.
Still the aches and pains told him it wasn’t, and his heart soared at being
able to see someone he loved so dearly resting so calmly with him.
Love?
Hanae smiled.
Of course it was love, though he wouldn’t ever say it.
Somewhere along the way his annoyance at his boss had turned into a budding
friendship, and from there had fallen quickly into much deeper feelings. Every
time he had to leave Itsuki and Fuzzy to go home it was hard, and left him
counting the moments until he could be back in their company. Just seeing
Itsuki sleepily lying at his desk in the mornings was enough to bring that
anxiety to a halt, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Seeing Itsuki in such a state of peace filled him with happiness. It was a side
of him he had never seen and wanted to burn the memory of his happy face into
his mind.
Then, Hanae realized he was naked.
Quickly after he realized Itsuki was naked.
Hanae jolted upright, shuddering as a foreign object slid around inside his
body. He flushed bright pink at the slick and still slightly sticky mess that
was drying on both of their torsos.
It didn’t take a genius to realize what was inside of him.
Hanae’s heart was pounding.
He shuddered and lifted himself off Itsuki’s hips, trembling slightly as he saw
the soft member slide out of him, a thick trail of milky viscous fluids that
couldn’t be mistaken for anything else oozing from his entrance to run down his
leg.
Itsuki had sex with him.
Itsuki had sex with him and he couldn’t remember anything.
Oh, but he did remember something. A very bad something.
He remembered he had been waiting for Itsuki to return. He remembered talking
to the Mononokean and hearing the door open. Then he remembered one last thing
before everything went blank. The Mononokean had written one word.
Run.
Then he was grabbed from behind and something was forced down his throat, and
he was put in a hold till he fell asleep. Had Itsuki drugged him? Or had Itsuki
saved him and taken advantage of him? Both of those conclusions left him with a
feeling of dread in his stomach.
Itsuki wouldn’t do that to him, would he?
But he had. One way or the other he had been drugged and passed out and he had
been taken advantage of.
Whatever the truth was, he didn’t want to stay here.
He grabbed some of the sheets, wiping himself down as best as he could,
shuddering as he felt more of the thick fluid inside of him leak out.
How could he?
After all they’ve been through how could he just use him like this?
Hanae teared up, hiccuping slightly as he grabbed a robe off the wall and
wrapped himself up. He trusted Itsuki, cared about him deeply and was starting
to believe that Itsuki felt some sort of kinship with him as well. He didn’t
care if it wasn’t love, he would never ask for love from someone who was so
much greater than him. He thought at least, that Itsuki had come to see him as
someone he cared about.
Even if Itsuki just wanted sex, he probably would’ve done this with him if he
just asked.
It made his heart sink into his stomach.
“Mm… Hanae…? Come back to bed idiot. You’re probably still weak.”
Hanae tensed when he heard Itsuki speak. He spun around and watched as his
employer moved to get up. Itsuki’s words struck a chord in him, and he tensed.
Hanae.
Itsuki called him by his name.
Itsuki had called him by his name, in a way that was endearingly close...
almost intimate.
Hanae suddenly felt rage bubble in his chest as he threw the sheet in his hands
at him.
Itsuki clumsilly caught the sheet, taking a step back as he stared at him with
groggy annoyance. “Oi, Hanae what are you-”
“DON’T.” Hanae barked out, interrupting him as he trembled. “Don’t call me by
that name, Abeno-San…” He gritted out, tears welling up and falling freely from
his eyes. “You are not allowed to call me by that name… not after what you did
to me.”
“What I did, what are you talking…” Itsuki’s sleepy gaze went lucid, becoming
very much awake as he ran over and gripped Hanae’s shoulders. “Ashiya please…
let me explain-”
“Explain WHAT?!” Hanae screamed, shoving against Itsuki and trying hard to get
out of his grip. “Explain why you took advantage of me?!” He cried out, finally
managing to get out of his arms.
Itsuki grabbed his arm and kept him close, “I didn’t take advantage of you, I
had no choice-”
A hard slap echoed across the room.
Itsuki let Hanae go, staring at him in shock as the burning sting of the slap
silenced him.
Hanae hiccuped, swallowing down hard on the lump in his throat as he trembled.
“I trusted you, Abeno-san… I cared about you. You got angry easy, and treated
me like a good for nothing... “ He took a shaky breath as his tears dripped
down his chin, spilling in little droplets all over the floor. “ Really I
thought there was nothing you could do that would make me not want to work with
you, but this? … This is unforgivable. You betrayed my trust… my kindness and
you took away something I won’t ever get back.” He sobbed and rubbed his eyes,
his robe’s sleeve quickly soaking as more tears spilled out to cover his face.
“So let me leave… please.” he begged.
Hanae couldn’t demand, he could only beg. His heart was much too broken for
anger.
Itsuki stared at Hanae for a few moments, unable to speak, before looking down
and slumping., stepping aside to show the door. He looked as if he wanted to
say something, but no words came from his mouth.
So Hanae ran.
Hanae ran out the door, down the hall to the busier area of the legislator’s
home. Confused demons stopped and stared at the distraught and disheveled boy
as he weaved his way through them. Turning a corner Hanae slammed into someone,
almost falling back before being caught and held up.
“Whoah, Ashiya, you should be careful to watch where you’re going… Are you
feeling better?”
Hanae perked up as he heard the familiar voice of the legislator, staring up at
him as he was held. “M-Mister Legislator… nh… S-Sorry I…” he tried to talk,
tried to formulate some kind of sentence.
But he couldn’t.
He was tired and confused and he ached and he was breaking and he just wanted
to be safe.
So he slumped into the legislators arms and broke down. He cried into his
kimono, sobbing and quickly soaking the front of it as he held him tight. He
wanted to be held, he didn’t care if he was judged for it later. Right now
there was someone safe and warm and it was away from Itsuki and his bad
thoughts and that’s what he needed right now.
“H-Hey… Ashiya-Kun… c’mon.” He stroked the boy’s back, taking him into his
office and away from the curious prying eyes of the other youkai. He lost his
balance and sat down on the floor, pulling the boy into his lap and cradling
him close. “Hey now… look at me.” He said quietly, tilting Hanae’s chin up and
gently drying his tears with the sleeve of his robe. “What happened? Did Itsuki
do something?”
Hanae nodded, cuddling close to him and taking comfort in the other man’s
warmth as he let out a shaky exhale. “He… I was kidnapped and blacked out… and
when I woke up I was in bed with him… I don’t remember what happened but… I
know we h-had… we nh…” Hanae glanced to the side “He took advantage of me… I
don’t even remember anything.”
The legislator listened to him quietly, before letting out a soft sigh.
“Ashiya-Kun… I know waking in that situation must’ve been scary for you, but I
assure you Itsuki saved your life.” He said, rubbing circles in his back. “He
wouldn’t have done that with you if he had any other choice.”
Hanae glanced up at him, hiccuping slightly “Saved my… what? He had sex with
me, how is that saving my-”
“You weren’t yourself… You had been gone for almost two weeks and when I found
you you were barely lucid on the floor.” He said as he stroked down his back.
“You attempted to court me, I could barely get you home without you ripping my
robes open and trying to force yourself on me. Koura diagnosed you, and if no
one mated you you would’ve died…” the legislator finished, stroking his nape.
“Had I been unable to contact Itsuki… I would've had to mate you in his stead,
but he wanted to help you. I promise whatever you think happened Itsuki had
only the most pure of intentions.” He smiled down at Hanae. “He was worried
about you. So worried it almost hurt seeing him. He barely slept, barely ate
and did nothing but search for you in that time you know.”
Hanae stared at him in disbelief. “I was gone for almost two weeks? … I don’t
remember anything like that…” He murmured. What had happened during that time.
How had he gone so long without remembering anything. What must his mom and
classmates think happened. What was Itsuki feeling during that time.
He suddenly felt terrible for the people who worried over him.
. . .
“Wait I tried to c-court you? A-As in I wanted to have… I wanted… S-Se-” He
stuttered, flushing brightly in embarrassment at how he pictured himself
acting.
“Yes.” the legislator said with a smirk. “Quite adamantly might I add. ‘I
promise I won’t tell Abeno-San. It can be our little secret~’ you kept saying…
or something along those lines.” He chuckled.
Hanae wanted to crawl into a hole and die. The world could swallow him up at
this moment and he would be grateful.
Even so… hearing the truth made him feel guilty.
“Ah…” Hanae said quietly. “How am I going to apologize…”
“I’m sure Itsuki won’t be mad considering the circumstances. You shouldn’t
worry so much.” The legislator quipped
Hanae shook his head. “B-but- I called him such nasty things… and I slapped him
and-”
The Legislator laughed. “You slapped him?”
 
“. . . yeah… it was a heat of the moment thing... “ Hanae admitted weakly. “B-
but I’ll go back to him and say i’m sorry-”
“You don’t have to.”
Hanae spun around as he was interrupted, seeing a fully dressed Itsuki at the
door as it opened slightly. Hanae immediately looked down, gripping gently at
the front of the legislators clothes.
Itsuki too looked slightly awkward, walking inside and closing the door as he
kept his gaze to the side. “Ashiya-kun… I came to take you home.”
Hanae gazed at him. “T-take me home… why?”
“Because It would be better for you.” Itsuki said, keeping his head down. “I
would’ve given you time to yourself here, but It occurred to me that you might
actually run out into the middle of this world and get lost.” Itsuki sounded
like he was trying to sound annoyed, but it only came out as apathetic.
Hanae fell silent, gazing to the side. After a few moments he shook his head,
“I don’t want to go.”
“I know it’s probably difficult to be around me, but…” Itsuki sighed, “It’ll
just be a quick trip back to your house. C’mon. I won’t bother you until you’re
feeling better… or if this was too much then I understand if you would rather
quit-”
Hanae shot to his feet, swaying slightly before throwing his arms around Itsuki
in a tight hug. “I don’t want to go home…” He repeated, quieter this time.
Yes he was upset that he couldn't’ remember his first time. Yes he was worried
about his mother and his classmates and wanted them to know he was okay. More
than that though, he wanted Itsuki to stop making that face like he was going
to go away.
“Abeno-San I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I hit you…” Hanae whispered against his
neck. “You saved me right? And I said all those things to you without
listening… I’m horrible.”
Itsuki tensed into the hug, his eyes wide as he felt Hanae’s warm breath on his
neck. “... It’s fine Ashiya. You were confused and didn’t know what was
happening. I think anyone would be upset in your shoes.” he murmured. Itsuki
hesitated, before returning the hug, wrapping his arms around Hanae’s waist and
holding him close. “I’m just glad you’re out of harm's way… I knew there’d be
consequences for doing these sort’ve things without your consent, but... “
Itsuki let out a shaky sigh as he held him tighter, “I didn’t want to lose you
when there was something I could do.”
The Legislator smiled as he watched the two. “Hmm… Not to break up this happy
moment, but wasn’t this also your first time, Itsuki? I’m fairly sure before
mating Ashiya-kun you hadn’t had any sort’ve sexual experience like that-”
“Shut up.” Itsuki said with a glare.
Hanae gazed up at Itsuki with wide eyes, “Wh-what th...then…” He flushed and
glanced away, “Then I was your first…?”
Itsuki regarded Hanae for a moment, before looking to the side shyly, “Y-yeah…
It’s alright though. I mean I took your first time too, and unlike you I
remember… and I was um… on top so… I-I feel like I can’t really compare what
you went through…” Itsuki swallowed, shifting slightly as he cleared his
throat, “I-I still feel like I should take responsibility and apologize-”
“You don’t have to apologize, Abeno-san!” Hanae yelled, caressing his cheek and
meeting his gaze. “You saved me… a-and you… nh… even if you took my first time
I took yours too… a-and then I slapped you and yelled at you and… a-and I…I-
I was so horrible to you and-n-nh…” tears began to fall down his face as he
leaned against him, his small hiccups turning into wails as he cried loudly
into his kimono front.
Itsuki cared.
He cared so much that he had dropped everything to search for him, cared so
much that he had given up his virginity to save him.
He cared so much more than Hanae felt he was worth.
Itsuki just held him, rubbing small circles in his back as he gazed at the
sobbing mess in his arms. “Just how much are you going to cry over me, Ashiya-
kun.” He murmured, giving his body a tight squeeze. “I don’t mind… You’re an
idiot but you’re my idiot, and I won’t let anything happen to you… Never again
if I can help it.” He said quietly.
Hanae felt his heart begin to flutter. He squeezed Itsuki tighter and nodded
with a smile. “Okay… I’ll try not to get into too much trouble “ He joked,
happy they were back to the way things were.
Though the hugging was new. Very new.
Not that Hanae cared. He genuinely liked the hugging. More hugging would be
nice.
Still the hug eventually ended, Itsuki let him go and Hanae stayed by his side.
Itsuki closed his eyes, “If you don’t want to go home, then stay with me in the
Mononokean tonight. Your hairball has worried about you, and I want to keep an
eye on you anyway in case symptoms flare up.” He breathed out.
The Legislator nodded. “You’re human, so I don’t think there will be any major
complications now that you’ve been mated, but if anything out of the ordinary
happens with either of you, please let me know right away so I can contact
Koura to look at you. As for the culprit don’t worry, the justice and I will do
everything in our power to find him.”
Hanae nodded, his heart suddenly beating a bit faster. The little Tea-room was
pretty snug, if they were staying in the Mononokean together they would be
close. If he played his cards right, could he sleep in the same futon as Itsuki
he wondered?
He felt like a shy schoolgirl, it annoyed him a bit.
Itsuki shrugged. “Let me know if you find anything out on that.” He said, his
business like tone coming back as he turned and summoned the Mononokean.
“Ashiya, come.” He ordered as he walked through.
“A-Ah, okay... “ He waved at the Legislator and ran into the door, closing it
with a small sigh.
And then he was assaulted by fluff.
“FUZZY!” Hanae said with a happy laugh. “Oh I missed you fuzzy, how have you
been fuzzy wuzzy~” he cooed as he rubbed his little fur baby. Fuzzy was
nuzzling him and clinging to him, and a sad smile rose to his lips. “I’m sorry
that I scared you fuzzy wuzzy... I’ll try hard not to do that again. Okay?” He
giggled as he was toppled over onto the floor.
Itsuki watched them for a moment, before quietly pulling a Futon out to lay on
the ground. A chime sounded and both boys looked to the scroll.
“I’m so happy you’re back, Hanae ಥ_ಥ” The scroll read.
Hanae smiled warmly, looking in-between the scroll and fuzzy before looking up
at Itsuki. “Yeah… I’m home.” he breathed out. Hanae thought he saw a tint of
pink grace Itsuki’s cheeks, but as he turned and cleared his throat he figured
it was just his imagination.
“I made the futon for you, feel free to use it. I’ll sleep against the wall.”
He said quietly, sitting in the corner of the Mononokean and letting out a sigh
as he relaxed.
Hanae crawled into the futon before looking at Itsuki. “Abeno-San… sleep with
me?” He asked.
Itsuki turned and stared at him in slight shock. “Wh-What? Wh- Why are you-
What?!” He asked incredulously.
Hanae flushed as he realized his words, before shaking his head, “Ah-No I
meant- L-lay with me h-here!” He said as he pat a space next to him. “The
Mononokean is yours after all… I would feel bad if you had to sleep there for
my sake. Plus…” He flushed with a small smile, “I don’t mind sharing the futon
if its with you…” he admitted shyly, glancing to the side.
Itsuki stared at Hanae, completely dumbfounded for a while before clearing his
throat and glancing to the side. “If…. if you’re fine with it then sure.” He
said quietly, crawling over and slipping off a layer of clothing as he lay in
the futon. It wasn’t that large, and he found himself brushing shoulders with
Hanae.
Hanae knew it was bold, knew he shouldn’t push his luck, but he figured why not
and scooted closer to Itsuki, hesitating before laying his head on his chest
and draping an arm around his torso in a small hug.
He could hear Itsuki’s heart beating a mile a minute, and he was happy he
wasn’t the only one who was nervous.
“What are you doing?” Itsuki asked, his tone slightly wary.
“Its a small Futon, besides…” Hanae pursed his lips, closing his eyes and
curling against Itsuki, “I don’t want to feel alone tonight.” He murmured. Even
if it was an excuse, it was the truth. He had been through a lot today and
having the comfort of someone holding him was enough to make him feel a bit
better.
He was surprised when he felt Itsuki shift, wrapping his arms around him and
turning to face him as he rested his chin on Hanae’s head.
“Then we can stay like this tonight.” Itsuki whispered into Hanae’s hair,
keeping him close as their bodies slotted together.
Hanae smiled at that, closing his eyes as Fuzzy curled up next to their heads.
And with that the two fell asleep tangled up into each other, the Mononokean
keeping them safe and sound in it’s room as it let them dream.
Chapter End Notes
     I'm making this a multichapter fic. I got this second chapter up
     fairly fast but I'm going to be putting a lot of effort into making
     it good, so please bear with me guys lol. Smut doesn't grow on trees
     ;u;
     For those of you who are wondering about the chapter titles, I wrote
     these two chapters while listening to "Tell Me" by Tsuki and Shiloh
     Dynasty on repeat. Literally the only line in the song is "Tell me
     why i'm waiting for someone who couldn't give a fuck about me." and
     figured it was fitting lol.
     Till next time guys, see you soon!
***** You've Gotten Into My Bloodstream *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
In the morning, Itsuki took Hanae back to his mother, the woman crying over her
son and giving Itsuki plenty of thanks for finding him for her. They explained
that Hanae had been kidnapped and he found him on the side of the road. When
the woman fretted over the people who took her son not being caught, Itsuki
explained further that they probably felt they couldn’t get any ransom money
from the boy and wanted to get rid of him. It was a sketchy story, but
nonetheless Hanae’s mother conceded and was just happy to have her son back.
Their classmates as well were beyond happy that Hanae was back, his friends
doting over him and crying over him. The class was abuzz with the “kidnapping”
and after school Hanae had to answer questions from the police, media and other
outlets. Hanae didn’t even need to lie, saying he had been knocked out and
didn’t remember much about the week.
After a few days, the buzz finally began to die down, and a calm came back to
their daily lives. Hanae had gone back to client work with Itsuki, and things
were finally going back to normal.
Itsuki felt like he could finally start to try and get over his feelings, and
drown himself in work until his crush became a fond memory.
That was, until Hanae collapsed in the Mononokean.
Fuzzy was immediately at his side as Itsuki lifted him up, gazing at him
worriedly. “Oi Ashiya… What’s wrong?” He breathed out.
Hanae, slowly opened his eyes, staring at Itsuki with a warm smile. “Mm… Abeno-
san…” he cooed, wrapping his arms around Itsuki and leaning close. “Lay with
me... “ he practically purred, toppling Itsuki back on the floor as he laid
atop him.
Itsuki flushed bright pink, staring up at Hanae incredulously. “Wh-what are you
talking about, you just collapsed… are you not feeling well?”
Hanae, shook his head. “Mm… I’m feeling fine, I’m just a little cold I think.
Warm me up~?” He asked with a smile, laying over Itsuki and straddling his
hips.
Well Itsuki was getting warm, but it wasn’t the good kind of warm in this
situation.
“Ashiya… Get off please.” He said, grabbing Hanae’s arm and moving him slightly
off his hips.
Hanae looked confused for a moment, before his playful hazy expression shifted
to embarrassment and he slid off. “S-Sorry Abeno-San… I don’t know what came
over me.” He said shyly. “I just… wanted to lay with you again is all. Sorry if
it bothered you…” Hanae paused, “B-but if it's okay… I really would like it if
you would… if you would lay with me again. I think it would help me rest.” He
said with a sad smile, “It’s been hard the past few days, with the media and
stuff, and the kidnapper’s still at large so i’ve been on edge.”
Itsuki was going to turn him down. Laying with Hanae when he had given him a
very serious hard-on was not a good idea. As he opened his mouth to tell him to
go, however; he paused, staring curiously at Hanae. He was very attracted to
the boy, that much was obvious, today though for some reason he looked much
more tantalizing. It felt like he was being pulled in like a magnet to the boy
before him.
“Alright we can lay together but can you not straddle me like that…? You’re
making me feel… weird.” He murmured out, catching Hanae’s embarrassment as he
said his words. “J-Just don’t straddle me so much.” He said quietly, allowing
Hanae to take refuge in his arms.
And so they spent the afternoon cuddling and napping together.
The next few days were littered with small incidents like this. Hanae getting
dizzy, then wanting some sort of innocent contact like resting together or
holding hands. Itsuki would oblige him while having to deal with Hanae’s sudden
magnetism. As the days went by his urges were getting stronger, and Hanae was
getting more difficult with the small touches and innocent contact.
After a few days of this, he noticed Hanae was also having to excuse himself a
lot. Whether inside of class or out doing a job he frequently asked to be
excused, and after a while Itsuki had a good idea what he was leaving to do.
After a few torturous weeks of this Itsuki couldn’t take it. The air around
Hanae was stifling. He couldn’t even look at him without his mind running
rampant with visions of Hanae undone before him. He was tantalizing, and now
just being in the same room as him was difficult.
Which is why when Hanae excused himself to go to the restroom in class one
morning, Itsuki feigned sick a minute later, and followed him.
When he opened the door to the men’s room, he noticed it was empty save for one
stall in the far corner. He walked toward it, knocking with a frown. “Ashiya,
are you in there?” he asked.
The sharp intake of breath confirmed it was him.
“Open the door.” Itsuki ordered. He expected some sort of protest or
resistance, some indication he wasn’t wanted there.
Instead he just heard the click of the door unlocking, watching it creak open.
Hanae was sitting on the toilet, panting heavily as his shaft sat fully erect
in-between his legs. He was trembling and flushed and genuinely looked like he
was having trouble focusing. “A-Abeno-San… maybe… i’m still sick after all.” He
said quietly, his breaths aflutter as he stood up, stumbling forward and
leaning heavily against Itsuki. “For some reason… I can’t stop thinking about
doing things… naughty things with you.” He breathed out against Itsuki’s ear.
“I want you to touch me… I want you to do things to me I’m too embarrassed to
say… Abeno-San.” Hanae murmured out, glancing up at him with hooded eyes. “Does
that… does that disgust you, Abeno-San?”
Itsuki let out a gentle sigh as he stepped into the stall. “No, it doesn’t.” He
said evenly, closing the door behind him and clicking the lock shut. “Truth is…
ever since you’ve gotten cute with me something's been making me want to do
dirty things with you too.” He admitted, sitting Hanae back and removing the
trembling boy’s pants.
Hanae flushed as he sat on the toilet, nude from the waist down as he looked up
at Itsuki. He watched Itsuki hang his pants on the hook behind him, watched
Itsuki’s body shift and move beneath his clothes. His eyes trailed down to
Itsuki’s pants, which were straining tight at the crotch. He swallowed hard,
and shifted eagerly from seeing it.
A drip broke him out of his thoughts.
Looking down, he noticed a slick fluid dripping from his rear into the toilet,
and he flushed warmly. “Wh… what…? Nh…” He gazed to the side. “A-Abeno-San…this
has been happening a lot lately… I dunno what to do about it.” He murmured.
Itsuki noticed the slickness, raising a brow as he looked him over. “Yeah...nh…
that’s not normal.” he breathed out, lifting Hanae to stand. “You should have
told me sooner idiot. We’ll go to the legislator after class and talk to him
about it…”
Hanae whined as he felt Itsuki rub against him, rocking forward and grinding
their hips together. “Nh… after class… after this.” he whined, pulling Itsuki
into a kiss.
“Mm.” Itsuki hummed into the kiss, pulling away slightly before kissing him
again. “Yeah… after this.” he murmured in-between kisses, rocking against him
before bringing his hand down to undo his pants. He slid the fabric down past
his hips before wrapping a hand around their shafts and pumping them together
eagerly.
Hanae flushed and arched his head back, his moans escalating as he rocked
against his palm “Nh- Abeno-San” He keened out needily.
Itsuki slapped a hand over his mouth, shushing him. “If you’re THAT loud anyone
in the hallway would hear you.” He hissed.
Hanae whined into his hand, before slipping his tongue out and pulling one of
Itsuki’s fingers into his mouth, suckling on it eagerly.
The sensation shot straight to Itsuki’s groin, and he bucked his hips, letting
out a stuttered exhale as he squeezed tighter over their shafts.
Hanae pulled his mouth away slightly. “Sorry… everything is just so sensitive.”
he breathed out, glancing down at their shafts. “Hey… Abeno-San…” he murmured
out. “I don’t… remember my first time, but we’ve had sex before, right?”
Itsuki felt a bit of guilt at the question, before glancing to the side. “Yeah…
We did.” he said quietly.
Hanae pursed his lips as he held him close. “If it’s not too much trouble, have
sex with me here? If you’re my first… then I want to be able to remember you as
my first. Remember an experience where we did this together since you have
one.” He whispered into his ear.
Itsuki’s heart skipped a beat.
Hanae wanted to have sex with him.
Hanae wanted to remember Itsuki as his first.
He shouldn’t. They shouldn’t do this here. They were young, and whatever this
sudden sexual attraction Hanae had for him wasn’t normal. He loved Hanae a lot,
wanted to be with him a lot, but he wanted Hanae to love him back. He wanted
something he couldn’t have so he shouldn’t.
When he saw those pleading eyes; however, his thoughts crumbled down.
He’d deal with his broken heart later.
“Alright then, Ashiya.” Itsuki breathed out, pulling Hanae into a needy kiss.
Even if it was just so he had some memory of what his first time was like. Even
if it was just a fling for memories sake, he wanted Hanae. He wanted to have
sex with him. He wanted to go inside him and fill him up and mark him as his.
Even if it was just one more time.
Itsuki closed the toilet lid and gently turned Hanae around, leaning him over
to kneel on the seat with his hands supporting him against the wall. Itsuki
stared down at the viscous fluid leaking from Hanae to run down his thighs, and
let out a shaky exhale. “Whatever that seed did to you… isn’t so bad I guess…”
He murmured as he parted Ashiya’s cheeks, gazing at his entrance with hooded
eyes. “At the very least it takes out preparation… and it doesn’t hurt you…”
Hanae nodded. “Nh…. A-Abeno-San…” He spread his legs slightly on the lid,
letting out a soft sigh. “If it doesn’t hurt me… then just go for it.” He said
quietly, pursing his lips and gazing down. “We don’t have much time before
class ends, and even then someone might come in anyway…”
Itsuki nodded, flushing as he rubbed himself against Hanae’s rear, shuddering
as his tip caught on the slick and open entrance and slipped easily through the
ring of muscle. “Alright… just tell me if it hurts or is too much… I read some
books on this and it’s….” he glanced to the side. “It’s not supposed to go in
this easy. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Hanae gripped slightly at the wall as he let out a sigh, “It doesn’t hurt... “
He said airily, rocking back until Itsuki was fully sheathed inside of him. “It
feels… amazing, Abeno-San… Please move into me more.”
Itsuki flushed, glancing to the side before trailing his eyes down to their
connection. His arousal twitched at the sensation. He was actually inside of
Hanae again. It was tight and wet and wonderful and everything he wanted. He
shifted his hips forward, closing his eyes and exhaling as Hanae’s body hugged
around his shaft.
Hanae moaned, and he lost any control he had been holding on to.
Skin hitting skin echoed off the bathroom wall as Itsuki pulled out and slammed
back into the boy. He watched him sway against the tiled wall, watched as their
connection dripped heavily with fluid onto the seat below them. Hanae let out
soft whimpers and keens that he desperately attempted to keep quiet, but Itsuki
treasured every soft sound that fell from his lips. It drove him to push in and
out of the boy harder, more eager to make him his and his alone.
Hanae’s breath began to hitch, his walls growing tight as he keened out
slightly louder than before. “A-Abeno-San-nh when you push into me like that it
feels amazing…” he breathed out between moans, biting through his words as he
was pierced into over and over again.
Itsuki couldn’t respond. He also felt an amazing high coming on. The walls
gripping his shaft, and the sensation within him shook him to his core. He
wanted this to last forever.
His hips stilled, however, when he heard the bathroom door creak open.
“Oi, Hanae-kun, are you here?” Fushimi murmured. “I came because I was worried
about you.”
Hanae flushed and looked up at Itsuki with panic in his eyes. Itsuki gazed to
the side and sighed, before shrugging, allowing Hanae to choose what he did in
this situation. Hanae swallowed, before turning back to face the wall. “I-I’m
here… sorry, I just don’t feel so good.”
A laugh was heard outside the stalls. “You always seem to get sick, oh lovely
Hanae of the nurses office, should I call the nurse?”
Itsuki frowned. Fushimi wanted a conversation.
Usually Itsuki was a patient boy, but right now he had no patience to spare for
this.
Ever so gently, Itsuki wrapped his arms around Hanae’s hips, keeping the boy
snug in place before pressing deep into him, taking care to be gentle so there
would be no noise. He smirked as a shaky exhale left Hanae’s lips, before
sliding partway out and then slipping back in, repeating the nudging motion.
Hanae trembled as he felt the slick slide of Itsuki’s shaft within him, closing
his eyes and swallowing hard before glancing to the side “N-no Fusshi… I’ll go
when my stomach starts feeling better. No worries.” he spoke out, sounding
timid but surprisingly calm. Pursing his lips, he parted his knees slightly,
tensing when he felt the tip of Itsuki’s shaft rub against his sweet spot
“Hmm, alright” Fushimi’s voice breathed out, “But you better take care of
yourself okay? I’ve seen you faint so many times i'm starting to wonder if
you’ve got some sort’ve degenerative genetic thing going on.”
Itsuki gripped Hanae’s hips, keeping the torturously slow pace as he ground
himself into Hanae. He felt the tip of his shaft nudging and rubbing against
that sweet bundle of nerves, focusing on that as he felt precum flow over it
and cause it to grow slick. The slow and quiet pace was maddening, but he
couldn’t bring himself to stop.
Hanae swallowed and let out a soft exhale “Y-yeah you too Fusshi, take care.”
He managed out in a slightly even tone, holding his breath until he heard the
door of the bathroom click shut. After a few moments of silence he let out a
shaky exhale and slumped forward, “I guess we didn’t get caught…”
That was well and good, but Itsuki’s patience was completely gone.
He pulled Hanae up by his arms so he was kneeling on the toilet, pistoning
deeper into him from the new angle. The noise of their meeting hips quickly
grew to a loud slapping sound as he mercilessly pierced into him again and
again.
Hanae moaned loudly, tossing his head back and resting it on Itsuki as he
looked at the other thrusting into him, “A-Abeno-San if you keep pushing into
me like that I’m g-gonna-nh-” Hanae was interrupted with a kiss, and his
eyelids fluttered shut as he returned it eagerly, panting escalating to wanton
moans as Itsuki began to mouth kisses down his neck.
Itsuki let out an exhale through his nose and held Hanae tightly, “I know, me
too… just go ahead and finish okay?” he murmured against Hanae’s neck. He was
quickly climbing higher and higher into his state of euphoria and he knew he
was teetering dangerously on the edge of climax.
Hanae keened as his legs began to shake, trembling as he squirmed slightly from
the relentless pierces. “A-Abeno-aah-nn~” He moaned out,turning and kissing at
whatever skin on itsuki’s face he could find.
Itsuki returned the kiss, reaching around and caressing Hanae’s shaft. Pumping
it eagerly as he felt himself tip over into a state of bliss, riding out his
climax as he slammed into Hanae over and over throughout his finish.
It took only a few strokes for Hanae to join him in blissful release, closing
his eyes and letting out a silent moan as ribbons of thick white fluid
splattered all over the wall and commode in front of him. A dizzying daze
washed over him, and he lost his balance as he began to slide from his perch.
Itsuki was all too ready to catch him, cradling Hanae in his arms.
The master of the Mononokean gazed down at Hanae, smoothing the bangs from the
spent boys face as he leaned in and kissed his forehead. “Are you okay?” He
breathed out, tired from the ordeal.
Hanae let out a soft exhale as he relaxed, laying heavily in Itsuki’s arm. “I’m
fine, Abeno-San…” He murmured, opening his eyes and giving him a warm smile,
“Thank you… for taking the time to do that with me… it was amazing.” He
breathed out.
Itsuki felt his heart beat faster.
That warm smile was one he had seen on Hanae’s face many times, but this time
it was different. There was a completeness to it that made him seem blissful
and at peace just laying in his arms.
He wanted that smile to be all for him.
Itsuki cleared his throat, shuddering as he slipped out of Hanae and carefully
keeping him close as he messily cleaned himself off and zipped up his pants.
“Anyway there’s no way we’re going back to class now…” He said quietly, taking
Hanae’s clothes off the hook on the stall door and slinging them over his
shoulder. “We’ll go back to the Mononokean and then when we’re up for it go
talk to The Legislator. He should be able to to tell us what’s going on.”
Hanae nodded quietly, letting out a soft sigh as he began to drift in and out
of sleep. “Mm… yeah… first lay with me though…” He said quietly, letting out a
soft yawn as he snuggled against Itsuki’s chest, “You’re warm… nh… and I wanna
stay like this.” He said quietly, his breathing beginning to slow to a soft
rise and fall.
Itsuki gazed over Hanae, before opening the bathroom door and scooping him into
his arms, “Alright, Ashiya.” He said quietly, walking to the bathroom door and
summoning the Mononokean.
By the time Itsuki got into the door, Hanae was fast asleep.
A small chime got his attention, and Itsuki gazed to the scroll.
“Keep him close to your heart Itsuki. He needs you, and it looks like you need
him just the same~” the scroll read
Itsuki scoffed, before laying the boy down and stripping down to his underwear
as he joined him in their futon. “Whatever.” He murmured out as he gazed at
Hanae.
This was a state he wished he could stay in with Hanae forever, but he had to
take him to the legislator, and once they figured out what was wrong there was
no doubt in Itsuki’s mind these happy times would end.
But he would worry about that when they woke, for now he just wanted Hanae to
be in his arms, and till he woke he wouldn’t dare let him go.
Chapter End Notes
     And that's that, another chapter done~
     I've been getting people asking me about where the story is gonna go,
     and for those of you wondering no, it's not gonna be mpreg. If it was
     I would've put it in the tags lol. There is something wrong with
     little Hanae though, so you'll just have to wait and see what's up~
***** I Can Feel You Flowing In Me *****
Chapter Notes
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When Hanae and Itsuki woke up, they went on their way to The Legislator's
manor. Koura luckily was paying a visit to him and offered to give Hanae a
checkup. They had done so, and now The Legislator was talking with her in
another room as they waited for the news.
Hanae kicked his feet, “They’ve been gone for a long time haven’t they… I hope
it’s not serious…” he murmured quietly.
Itsuki scoffed, “Or they just don’t know what’s wrong with you. They’re lucky
we don’t have work.”
Hanae chuckled, “Abeno-San, if we did you could just go without me, I’d be fine
by myself-”
“What idiot would leave you alone in the state you’re in? Don’t say stupid
things.” Itsuki interrupted with a frown. “I’m not leaving your side when
you’re out and about, not until I know what’s happening at least.
Hanae flushed and glanced to the side. “A-Abeno-San…” He smiled warmly.
Itsuki was worried for him.
That made him happy.
Granted he wished it was under different circumstances, but still he was happy.
Itsuki frowned, “What’s with that face… it’s creepy.” He quipped.
Hanae flushed harder “O-Oh it’s nothing I just… y-yeah…” He laughed shyly.
“Well look at you both, did something good happen while I was gone?”
Itsuki and Hanae both looked at the door, the Legislator smiling at them.
Itsuki frowned, “It’s nothing, Report please.”
“So pushy… hmm…” The legislator looked at Hanae, “Well I was prepared to say
something, but… thinking about it this might be a bit hard of a concept to
grasp for a human…”
Itsuki crossed his arms, “Whatever, out with it.”
The legislator cleared his throat. “Mm… well… how do I put this for a human…”
He walked up to Hanae, letting out a soft sigh as he looked the boy over.
“Hanae… you’re um… Well you’re expecting.” He said quietly.
Hanae gazed at him innocently, “Expecting what? Did someone call on me for
something?”
The legislator shook his head, “No that’s not quite right. Hmm… Well I told you
the seed you consumed was meant to give demons fertility, there’s a chance that
if I consumed one and was mated even I could be fertile and bear fruit in a
different way. I think something like that happened with you.”
Hanae fell silent, staring at the legislator with wide eyes.
“What’s wrong, Ashiya-kun?” the legislator asked.
. . .
“Ashiyaaaa-kuuun, hey earth to Ashiya..”
. . .
“If I have to teach you about the birds and the bees I will, though I could’ve
sworn you understood all of that already what with how you and Itsuki seem to
have been-”
“I’m pregnant...?”
The legislator sighed. “Yes... Well, no… sort’ve. It’s hard to explain.”
“Th-Then explain it to me!” Hanae whined, plopping down on the futon behind him
in a panic.
The Legislator sighed, leaning against the wall. “Pregnancy is the best way to
put it, but it’s not like a normal pregnancy. Even by Youkai standards it's
fairly different.” He took a long drag of his pipe “Since you’re human you
can’t fully become fertile and bear youkai young, so the youkai within you is
growing as a soul first. When its ready to take a corporeal form it will
manifest itself outside of you.” He said quietly. “Your stomach won’t get
bigger, and you won’t have any of those weird hormonal changes pregnant humans
go through. It's just a soul that’s dwelling within you.”
Hanae pouted, “That sounds more like a possession than a pregnancy.” Hanae said
as he flopped back on the futon, staring at the ceiling with a frown.
The Legislator shrugged, “Well you are growing a new life inside you, so If
figured pregnancy would be the best word.” He looked up thoughtfully, “Though I
guess thinking of you being possessed is another way to look at it, if you’d
like it to have a less intimate meaning for you.”
Hanae glanced at Itsuki, who looked like he wasn’t even listening. His eyes
were slightly wide and his mouth was agape as he stared at the Legislator. It
made Hanae’s heart clench.
Did Itsuki not like the idea of having to care for him while he was like this?
Did he think of it like a pregnancy?
Hanae didn’t see it like that, but if Itsuki did, could he be regretting
things?
“Anyway, that’s why you’re like that. The youkai is still just a seed, but its
just giving off an aura to gain the attention of your mate, and making you more
aware of him. It’s an act of self preservation in order to keep you two
together and keep it protected from harm.”
Hanae frowned.
So the reason Itsuki was reciprocating his feelings was because the seed was
making him feel that way? Holding hands with him, cuddling him, even sex with
him was just an artificial magnetism?
Hanae figured this might have had something to do with it, but now he just felt
bad.
“The cycles he’ll go through, though are normal. You two playing like rabbits
is to be expected with how things are between you two. That means this is more
or less your responsibility Itsuki. Unless you want to leave him with another
youkai or individual to care for him… Itsuki-kun, are you listening?” The
legislator quipped.
Itsuki snapped out of his thoughts and gazed up at The Legislator “oh uh yeah…
no, I’ll take responsibility… Ashiya can… be with me while he’s like this.” He
murmured out. He didn’t seem to be all there as he let out a sigh, shifting his
gaze to Hanae before looking to the floor.
Hanae’s heart sank.
“If you don’t want to you don’t have to, Abeno-San.” He said quietly. He was
trying to sound calm, but his tone was obviously upset.
Though he couldn’t bring himself to care about hiding those feelings at this
point.
Itsuki raised a brow “Huh? What do you mean if I don’t want to I don’t have to…
it’s my fault you got like this, and I’m not having a weight on my conscience
if something goes wrong.” his brow furrowed, “Or do you want to go through
these kind of awkward lovey-dovey phases with someone else and get them all
confused when you’re done?”
Hanae frowned, “I’m not trying to confuse anyone! I can’t help it…” He said
quietly. “I get close to you and sometimes my head gets all messed up. I can’t
think, and I can’t-” He flushed as he gazed to the side, slightly shy “I can’t
control it… I end up just wanting to… w-wanting to… y’know.” He said quietly.
Admitting to wanting sex with Itsuki was impossibly hard.
Thinking on it however, it would be even harder to admit he’d fantasized about
it way before being possessed by this demon seed.
Itsuki stared at him for a few moments, before clicking his tongue and gazing
to the side. “I get it… and it’s okay.” He said with a sigh. “I don’t mind
doing those things with you if it helps you.” He pursed his lips, as if
choosing his words carefully, “Whatever that seed is doing, it’s not like my
body complains when you get driven towards me, so I don’t mind just going with
the flow.”
Hanae gazed up at him with wide eyes. For Itsuki to give in so easily was a
surprise. Had the magnetism he said he felt been that strong? He flushed and
fidgeted slightly as he pursed his lips. Knowing Itsuki was that attracted to
him like this made his heart flutter a little in his chest, it almost made him
happy.
Almost, if not for the meaning behind those words.
“So… wh-what about when this is over, Abeno-San?” Hanae asked quietly.
Abeno raised a brow at him, looking genuinely shocked. “Wh-What do you mean,
Ashiya…” He asked, as if unsure how to approach the situation.
Hanae swallowed, glancing at the Legislator, who was watching the two of them
with his interest, before turning his gaze back to Itsuki, “When this is over,
then what? I-If you just go with the flow like you said we’d be… having a lot
of… n… w-we’d be doing a lot of… that.” he cleared his throat, “When it’s over…
where would that leave us?” He asked timidly.
Itsuki looked thoughtful, before shrugging. “W-well… the magnetism thing will
be over right? So I guess we’ll just go back to the way we were…” He said
quietly, scratching the back of his head.
Hanae felt a pang in his heart.
“I-I see…” Hanae murmured, “So this is just a burden on you until then.”
Itsuki clicked his tongue and crossed his arms, “I never said that! I mean
what’s with that face… It’s not a burden, the sex is-” He flushed as he glanced
to the side, “I-Its not like I mind the sex… it feels good doing those things
with you.” He mumbled.
The pang in Hanae’s heart swelled.
He was being unreasonably selfish, he knew all Itsuki felt was a sexual
attraction. He knew it from the second they talked in the bathroom earlier that
day. Still hearing him confirm it made Hanae feel like his heart was in a vice.
Did Itsuki really feel nothing special for him?
Of course he didn’t.
Why would he?
Hanae smiled sadly.
“Maybe I should stay in someone else's care then.” Hanae murmured out, rolling
onto his side with a sigh.
Itsuki frowned, “Why? I told you you’re just gonna end up confusing someone
else if you end up staying with them. I’m the only one who you’d be able to
talk to about this who would understand-”
“The Legislator then.” Hanae quipped with a frown. “He knows what’s happening,
and he’d be able to keep me here without being weirded out I’d think…” He
looked over to the Legislator, who was now sitting in the corner watching them
with an amused smirk. “I’m sorry to ask so suddenly, but could I stay in your
care? Just until this is done…” Hanae glanced to the side.
The Legislator took a drag from his pipe, looking at Itsuki and smiling coyly
at the glare he was receiving . “If Itsuki is okay with it I don’t mind.”
Itsuki scoffed and turned his glare to the side, “I’m not.”
Hanae frowned as he sat up, “Wh-Why not?”
Itsuki frowned, “Because the last thing I need is you to start trying to have
sex with my boss. I trust him with you but I don’t trust him THAT much.”
“I WOULDN’T HAVE S-S-SE-” Hanae sputtered, flushing bright pink as he fiddled
with the hem of his shirt. “WHY WOULD I HAVE SEX?!”
Itsuki scoffed, “Well you had sex with me didn’t you? I mean you’re better
about keeping in control, but I don’t need you going through a phase and then
doing it with him.” Itsuki said through slightly gritted teeth before shooting
The Legislator a dirty look, “Knowing him he’ll lech on you and then toss you
to the side.
“You wound me Itsuki.” The Legislator quipped.
Hanae gazed to the side. “I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t want to do those things with
him…”
Itsuki frowned, “And how can you be so sure?”
Because I love you.
Because I only want to have sex with you.
Hanae wanted to scream at Itsuki, tell him he’s an idiot for not seeing it.
But their relationship was already messed up from this, he didn’t need to ruin
it even more than it already had been.
. . .
Yeah, it was messed up. This was all messed up and there was no good way to fix
it.
“Ashiya… why are you crying…” Itsuki asked, all annoyance gone from his voice
and instead replaced with a softer tone.
Hanae lifted his hands to his face, and sure enough tears were spilling down
his cheeks. He wiped his eyes roughly and curled up. “I-It’s nothing.”
Itsuki stared at Hanae for a moment, before walking over and sitting by him.
“I’m sorry if I said something to upset you, okay?” He murmured. “If it would
make you feel better, you can stay here, but…”
The Legislator chuckled, “You need to stop beating around the bush and just be
direct, Itsuki-kun.” He teased.
A small flush burned on Itsuki’s cheeks, and he sighed. “I want to be the one
to take care of you okay? Whether things get rough or not. I don’t want anyone
else looking after you if I can.”
Hanae gazed up at Itsuki, hiccuping slightly as he searched his face, “Why? Why
go so far for me?”
Itsuki hesitated, before glancing down at Hanae, stroking his back. “Because
you’re my friend… you’re my employee... “
The Legislator cleared his throat in the corner.
Itsuki gripped Hanae’s shoulder and shook his head, “No… more than that I care
about you okay? I don’t want you to just… start trying to do things alone or
going on random flings and stuff. You don’t need to do that.” He murmured.
“It’s probably hard enough having to do those things with me.”
Hanae flushed and glanced to the side, “I-Its not hard… doing stuff like that.”
Hanae swallowed and gazed at Itsuki shyly, “I-I mean… you… really made me feel
amazing, Abeno-san.” He hesitated, before leaning slightly against him. “It’s
just… this is hard. It’s all so difficult and confusing and I don’t know what
to do about it… and when it’s all over… I’m scared.”
I’m scared you’ll move on from me.
I’m scared you’ll secretly be disgusted with what we did.
I’m scared you’ll find someone after this and i’ll be forced to live with the
fact that i’m the only one who can’t let go.
Hanae’s thoughts were interrupted as he was pulled into a hug.
“You worry too much, Ashiya.” Itsuki said with a sigh, gripping Hanae tight.
“Its okay. We’ll worry about all of that later. For now we should focus on what
we can do.” He paused, before flopping back with him onto the bed, “And what I
can do right now… is take care of you, so please let me.” He said quietly.
Hanae flushed and gazed up at Itsuki.
His heart was fluttering, beating a mile a minute in his chest.
He felt so warm, so safe. He shouldn’t but he did.
He shouldn’t push this, but he couldn’t stop himself from doing so.
“Then… take care of me, Abeno-San.” He said quietly, before holding him close.
“Take care of me right now…” He asked.
Itsuki gazed at him with hooded eyes, “Alright” He murmured out, before leaning
in and giving him a kiss.
Hanae smiled into the kiss, before parting his lips and allowing Itsuki to slip
his tongue past them, as he coaxed Itsuki’s robe off his shoulders.
Hanae knew when this ended his heart was going to break.
He knew he shouldn’t fall so far into this that he would drown trying to get
out.
Sadly, he was an idiot who had fallen too far already to care.
He would just have to try and pick up the pieces when it was all over.
The Legislator smiled sadly at the two, before quietly getting up and moving
out the door. He closed it softly and leaned against it as he stared up at the
ceiling with a sigh, “Human life is so fleeting… and they’re so naive… surely
you could spend the short, precious time you have in life better. All that time
spent agonizing… could be better spent together and happy if you’d both just
opened your eyes.”
Still it wasn’t his place to meddle in their affairs.
He took a drag of his pipe, and made his way back to his office, allowing them
to have time to themselves.
Chapter End Notes
     and there you have it lol. I wasn't gonna make this any sort've
     traditional mpreg at all, but I've been playing Persona 3 and really
     REALLY wanted to do something particular inspired by what I saw in
     the game. So i'm excited for where this will go :>
     The previous chapter title and this one are both from a song called
     "Bloodstream" by Stateless.
***** Red Lips Always Lie *****
Chapter Notes
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Hanae had the talk with his mother before going into highschool. It was
embarrassing having to sit down and discuss how he was a growing boy and how
needs were going to develop. How at his age he was probably going to be
extremely sexually active even if it was just by himself in his room. It was an
embarrassing conversation, and he knew she was just looking out for him, but
inwardly he had wondered why she worried so much. It’s not like he was going to
feel the need to be masturbating constantly, he wasn’t a rabbit.
With the next few days, however; Hanae understood exactly why she had said
that.
With Itsuki there was so much sex. They did it In the morning behind the school
before class, on the rooftop during lunchtime, In the Mononokean after school.
Even during a job sometimes when they were made to wait or when they would take
a “break” they were finding little secluded spots for a quick romp.
Which was what they were doing at present, in a secluded area in the woods a
ways away from the job’s meeting place.
“A-Abeno-Ah-S-San” Hanae moaned out as he swayed against the tree he was
gripping with each of Itsuki’s thrusts, “I-hnh-know we got here early b-but-
nh...what if they show up? W-Wouldn’t that be bad?” Hanae turned to look back
at Itsuki, his eyes hooded as he watched him move against him.
Itsuki panted, sweat forming on his brow from exertion and the summer heat, “N-
yeah… but we’re far enough away from the meeting place I think. They won’t see
us.” he murmured out.
Ashiya flushed and closed his eyes, letting out a small sigh as he felt
pleasure with every sharp push Itsuki made into his core, “Geez. I-I know I
started feeling funny b-but I could’ve waited...n-nh- I don’t want you to get
in trouble because of me.” Hanae breathed out.
Itsuki leaned close to Hanae’s ear, “This affects me too y’know. Every time you
get all squirmy in your seat in class I can’t look at anything else” He
whispered, nibbling gently on Hanae’s ear before picking up his pace. “Do you
honestly-nh- think I can do my job properly after being distracted for hours
because of this? If anything its better we get things done before I start
working.”
Hanae guessed that was true, plus it’s not like he was complaining. Itsuki was
very good at what he did to him.
Amazing really.
Like if Itsuki wasn’t so young and had such an aversion to humans he wouldn’t
have believed he’d been a virgin before all of this.
Hanae tensed and let out a loud moan, “Ah- A-Abeno-San I’m-mh-m’close... “ He
keened out. Gripping hard at the tree.
Itsuki panted and nodded, nibbling at one of the fading love bites on Hanae’s
shoulder, “Mm… me too. Go ahead and finish Ashiya.” He murmured huskily into
Hanae’s ear.
Hanae shuddered and did just that, flushing and letting out a stuttered moan as
he soiled the tree in front of him with his seed. He closed his eyes and parted
his legs as he slumped forward, Itsuki catching him easily as he pierced into
him a few more times. Hanae squirmed slightly, letting out a soft sigh as
warmth filled him, Itsuki spilling inside with a few sudden jerks of his hips.
“Wh-Ahn~ A-ABENO-SAN!” He whined, staring tiredly up at Itsuki, “I have to walk
around! Why’d you finish i-inside… i’m gonna make a mess…”
Itsuki flushed and glanced to the side, “My bad… it’s just kinda hard to pull
out. You’re really tight…
Ashiya frowned, “Maybe we should think about getting condoms. I mean shouldn’t
we be using them anyway? Safe sex and all that.”
Itsuki frowned, “Well I mean I read up on it, between men condoms are pretty
much primarily used to stop the spread of STD’s and the like… I don’t have any,
and unless you were lying about being a virgin then you don’t have any.” He
said with a sigh. “I mean if you want I can get some, but if either of us gets
caught buying those we’ll never hear the end of it because of our age…. Ngh…
Can we even buy them at our age?”
Hanae flushed and glanced to the side, he honestly had no idea how any of this
worked. In all the talks he had with his mother she hadn’t really covered what
to do with a guy.
“Look just stay here okay? It should be a quick job anyway.” Itsuki said with a
sigh.
Hanae let out a soft sigh “Alright… I guess it can’t be helped…” He said with a
pout, watching itsuki clean himself off and reaching into his bag to grab a few
tissues to do the same. Once they were both clothed Itsuki waved at Hanae and
made his way over to the meeting place.
Minutes passed, and it didn’t take long for Hanae to grow bored.
“Hmnh… he could’ve at least let Fuzzy come along. It’s no fun being alone
here…” Hanae murmured, glancing to the side. “Everything is so quiet… “
“Quiet it is, Hanae. Quiet it is.”
Hanae jumped and turned around, his eyes widening as his eyes landed upon an
impish looking cat demon. He had a humanoid form, save for thick patches of fur
striping along his legs, arms and torso, fluffy ears and a tail, and less than
innocent looking claws.
“O-Oh i’m sorry…” Hanae breathed out, “I didn’t see you there.” he said
quietly, pausing as he scooted back slightly, “Who… How did you know my name?”
The cat demon pured. “You have the scent of the one my master is fond of. I am
told by her that he has been humoring you as a mate while you are in heat~” He
mewled out, crawling over Hanae and playfully pinning him down on the floor.
“Mm… a shame that you’ve been taken by someone like him though… you deserve
better~”
Hanae stared up at the man innocently, “D-deserve better… mh… I don’t know why
you’d say that but i’m just fine with Abeno-san.” He said quietly, trying to
crawl out from under the demon. “Whoever your master is, i’m sure they wouldn’t
like you harassing an employer of their friend.”
The cat demon laughed, pinning him again. “Friend? Not quite…” He said quietly,
leaning forward and whispering in his ear. “Lovers though…. That's more
accurate.”
Hanae’s eyes widened.
Lovers? Itsuki had a lover?
Itsuki was with someone else?
Hanae clenched his teeth, shoving the demon off of him.
“I don’t believe you.” Hanae spat out “Abeno-San isn't’ the type to have a
lover. Your master must be mistaken-”
“Oh but she’s not. Though she is a very specific demon…” The cat demon chuckled
as he pulled Hanae up. “He can not speak of their love, or she will perish.
They have to do things in secret, because if he ever speaks a word about being
with her, she will die.”
Hanae gazed to the side, “How am I supposed to believe something like that…
huh?” Hanae gripped his hands. “I couldn’t believe something like that.”
The cat demon smiled. “Seeing is believing.” He purred out, taking Hanae’s
hand. “I can show you… but… you have to promise not to ask her or him about any
of it… if you do my master would perish you see. A curse would be brought on
not just you, and him, but your families and everyone close to you.”
Hanae couldn’t respond. The possibility of Itsuki liking anyone, let alone
being lovers with anyone else had never crossed his mind, yet here he was
questioning it. Here he was being told that what he thought couldn’t be
possible was happening right under his nose.
It left him with a sense of dread.
Hanae could only nod numbly, his head down as the cat demon took his hand in
paw and guided him through the forest. They weaved through many trees and down
little game trails until they reached a thicket that was denser than the rest,
light peeking out of a forest clearing. The cat demon brought a finger to his
lips playfully, signalling him to keep quiet before motioning to the thicket.
Hanae’s heart fell into his stomach.
Itsuki was with another demon all right. A woman by the looks of it. She was
beautiful. Long flowing jet-black hair and shimmering blue eyes. Her skin was
pale and perfect, legs straddling Itsuki’s bare hips as her soft pink lips
kissed over his face. Hanae had seen Itsuki naked many a time, he couldn’t
mistake his body for anyone else's, nor could he mistake those eyes hooded in
lust and affection.
Hanae took a step back.
He felt sick.
His heart hurt, his body burned with anger, betrayal, loss. It was as if a
piece of him had been ripped out and burned right in front of him.
The kissing intensified, and he rolled her playfully onto her back, pinning her
down and leaning close.
“I love you, Sachiko” he breathed out against her hair.
Hanae couldn’t take it anymore.
He turned and ran.
He ran out of the forest, ran down the streets blindly as his feet carried him
home. He opened the front door and kicked off his shoes, barely hearing his
mother's “Welcome home” as he ran up to his room and crashed into his bed.
Afterwards he cried.
He squished his face into his pillow and screamed until his voice went hoarse.
Till his pillow was soaked through and slick with tears and snot and spit.
And then he kept screaming.
Everything hurt.
Hanae wondered if this is what dying felt like.
Dying would probably be less painful, much less painful than the unbearable
ache that had his heart in a vice.
Itsuki… HIS Itsuki had been with someone else this whole time? He didn’t want
to believe it. It was laughable to think that he could be in any sort’ve
relationship outside of his work.
But he had seen it. He had heard it. No matter how much he told himself it
couldn’t be real, it was. Despite that, Itsuki was forcing himself to have sex
just so He could feel better. He was satisfying him despite all that because he
cared. He cared enough to do all of that despite having a lover, and from what
the cat had said had probably even explained the situation to the person he was
with.
To garner so much pity from his boss. That Itsuki swore to help him because he
felt guilty for the kidnapping.
He knew that was all it was, but now he just felt pathetic.
“Not feeling so good, Hanae?” a voice seeped into his ear.
Hanae turned weakly, seeing the cat demon sitting in his windowsill. “What do
you want” he gritted out, his voice raw and barely functioning.
The cat demon leaned back. “I apologize for showing you a sight like that… I
really should’ve kept it secret but… I felt like you should know.” He said
quietly. His eyes trailed downward over Hanae’s body. “You are currently in
possession of a yokai spirit inside of you are you not? One very rare…”
“Your point?” Hanae didn’t care. He didn’t care about the weird ghost spirit
growing inside him, nor did he care about wherever he was going with this. He
just wanted to be alone. He wanted the outside world to go away and leave him
to mourn.
The cat demon shrugged, “It’s just that it feeds off the emotions of the heart,
those of both you and your mate. If those emotions grow too sour…” He smiled,
“You should call me, and I’ll extract the spirit from you if its ripe enough.”
The demon leaned forward, “All you have to do is call my name. It’s Sawari by
the way. Say it whenever you are alone and I’ll come for you… I’ll end the
suffering you’re going through, pretty mated one.” He purred.
And then he was gone.
Hanae grit his teeth and threw his pillow, before grabbing another one and
holding it close.
He didn’t want to deal with anyone anymore.
---
Itsuki was not a patient man.
When he went to see his client, he was surprised at how kind and soft her aura
was. Long flowing black hair, beautiful blue eyes. Had he not been so enamored
with Hanae he would’ve been quite taken by her beauty.
“So… Sachiko was it?” Itsuki began. “You called me out here and told me to come
alone, what is it you needed.”
Sachiko smiled, “I did ask for you to come alone, but you were going to come
with your mate… I could sense it.” She teased.
Itsuki glanced to the side, “Would that have been a problem? Wait-” Itsuki
flushed, “How did you know… about Ashiya and me…” He asked carefully.
The woman smiled, “I am here because I sense discord in the heart… particularly
from Ashiya-san.” She said quietly. “I think that his possession is breaking
him.”
Itsuki raised a brow. “Breaking him, in what way?”
She gazed to the side. “I sense a discord in his heart, brought on by his
actions with you.” She said. “He doesn’t love you, you know.”
Itsuki gritted his teeth, “I am aware of Ashiya’s feelings, you don’t need to
remind me. This is just the best course of action regarding him… He needs
sustainable stimulation from a mate while he’s like this right?”
Sachiko sighed. “Yes, but can you imagine what that must be like for him?” she
said quietly, going up to him and placing a hand on his cheek, “Someone you
don’t love… who you feel nothing for suddenly becomes the world to your body.”
She leaned forward, “As if he’s been enslaved and has to suffer with that want
and need until he finally gives in and gives his body what his heart and soul
do not want. Can you even begin to imagine what despair that must give him.”
She breathed out.
Itsuki grit his teeth, “I know okay? I know… it’s not fair to him but what am I
supposed to do huh?” He breathed out.
Itsuki felt guilty, god he felt guilty.
But what choice did he have? Hanae needed him.
He loved Hanae, would live and die for him. If it meant heartbreak afterwards
it was okay, just so long as he was fine.
“He…” Itsuki paused, “Once it’s over he’ll be fine right…? We just have to get
to the end of this-”
“And what if he breaks before then hmm?” She interrupted quietly. “I’m sure
you’d be able to see the signs if you just looked.” She wrapped her arms around
his neck, gazing into his eyes. “The pain he feels at his situation. The anger
and hatred at himself for his body betraying him… Even if it’s not your fault…
he probably hurts around you the most… How about next time you take a good look
at him, and I think you’ll notice how he feels. How far he’s fallen.”
Itsuki felt his heart clench.
Hanae was a lot of things, but insincere was not one of them. If he was in
agony Itsuki would’ve known. He would’ve seen it.
He shoved the girl away. “I have to go find him. I told him i’d be back soon.”
He muttered, turning around, “Your concern is appreciated… but this is a
personal matter.”
Sachiko grew quiet, before glancing to the side, “I am just telling you to be
more aware, his heart is screaming even now and I believe it’s already past the
breaking point. Don’t let yourself be blinded.” She said quietly. “If he falls
too far into despair… the best thing to do would be to let him go… that’s all I
came here to say.”
Itsuki clenched his fists. “If that’s all the business you have with me, then
I’m afraid I have to go. Thank you for your concern.” Itsuki murmured, before
heading through the forest.
Hanae may be confused, but he wasn’t hurting, not that much.
There’s no way he would be in that much pain and he couldn’t see it.
Itsuki told himself that as much as he could, solidified his resolve as best he
could muster. He walked back through the trees, making his way over to the area
he left Hanae in. He paused when he took note that the boy wasn’t there.
“Strange… I told him to stay here…mh…” He searched the immediate area, still
unable to find him.
He checked again, still nothing.
And so Itsuki looked.
He looked through the forest a third time, then moved to the shops Hanae
visited, and then to Zenko’s shrine. No one had seen him.
Dread started to pool in his stomach.
What if the kidnappers came back?
What if he had been taken again?
He shouldn’t have let Hanae out of his sights. He should’ve stayed with him at
all times. They hadn’t caught the culprits yet and he was in grave danger. Yet
he let Hanae be by himself without protection.
Itsuki summoned the Mononokean, and stormed inside.
“I need everyone on alert, we have to find Hanae. He’s missing again” Itsuki
bellowed.
Fuzzy looked up at him sadly, his tail drooping in worry over his missing
friend.
The Mononokean chimed, “What makes you think he’s been taken?” The scroll read.
Itsuki grit his teeth, “I asked him to stay put, and I can’t find him anywhere.
I checked the entire forest, the shops, at zenko’s… He is nowhere to be found.
I have to find him, and if he’s been kidnapped again we don’t have much time-”
A chime interrupted him.
“What about his home? Did you check there?” The scroll read.
Itsuki deadpanned.
“Uh no….” Itsuki breathed out. “Um… I… well… I just didn’t think to look
there.”
The Mononokean chimed. “Opening a door to Hanae’s bedroom.”
Itsuki turned to the door, and ripped it open.
Hanae was sitting on the bed.
Hanae was safe.
A wave of relief washed over him, and he let out a sigh of annoyance, “Oi
idiot, why the hell didn’t you stay… put…” Itsuki’s voice trailed off.
Hanae was crying.
“Ashiya?” Itsuki breathed out, hesitating before walking in.
Hanae kept his head down, not meeting his gaze, but the drips falling on the
floor were more than enough indication of his saddened state.
Itsuki reached out to touch him, “Ashiya what’s wrong-”
Hanae slapped his hand away, tensing and shaking his head, “S-sorry… I… it was
just…” He hiccuped out. His voice was weak and hoarse, and he sounded so
defeated. “I just needed to be alone…”
It was then that the woman’s words echoed in his ear.
‘Do you have any idea the despair this must give him? If you opened your eyes
i’m sure you would’ve seen it’
Despair… There was no better word for the Hanae that sat before him.
How long had Hanae been hiding this side of himself? These tears, the hoarse
voice, the fear of touch. How many times had he come to this room crying after
giving in to sexual desires brought upon by his possession?
How many times had Itsuki bent Hanae by indulging those desires till he broke?
Itsuki’s heart ached.
Itsuki had done this to him. He was a horrible terrible person who was blinded
by a few moments of happiness where he could pretend what he and Hanae had was
more than just needs and desires, and he couldn’t even see the damage he had
been bringing to him.
“Do you not want me here, Ashiya?” He breathed out.
Hanae’s eyes filled with tears, and he brought his forehead to his knees as he
embraced them.
“Please….” Hanae hiccuped out. “I-I don’t hate you but…the forest I…” He
gripped his knees tightly. Hanae’s voice was hysterical, pained, and he was
blubbering out words that made no sense. “I need to be alone… it was too much…”
His voice was escalating, the tone dripping with sadness, his voice sounding
like one who was mourning. “I can’t bring myself to look at you…”
Itsuki let out a shaky exhale, the words tearing at him with every syllable
spoken.
What has he done.
Itsuki swallowed hard, closing his eyes and turning to the open mononokean
door. “...Hairball… stay with Ashiya.” He murmured out, walking to the door as
the fluffy ball ran over to Hanae.
“Ashiya… you don’t have to come into work for however you feel you need to be
out. I won’t make you come into the room if you don’t want to.” He gripped the
wall, “The sex can stop too. We shouldn’t be doing this anyway, it’s unhealthy
for both of us.”
Itsuki wouldn’t touch Hanae again, not if this was what it was secretly doing
to him.
He wouldn’t taint him anymore with his selfish wants.
Hanae hiccuped, and let out a strangled cry. “I’m so sorry, Abeno-san… I’m so
sorry…”
Itsuki felt a wetness on his cheeks. He thought with how numb he felt he
wouldn’t be able to muster any tears, but there they were, falling.
He wanted to tell Hanae he shouldn’t apologize to him. He wanted to say it
wasn’t his fault, that it was his dirty desires that drove him to what he did
and that Hanae was a victim of him giving in too easily to his own feelings.
He couldn’t do it though.
Instead, he walked through the Mononokean doors and closed it shut behind him,
leaving Hanae alone with his thoughts.
Chapter End Notes
     Misunderstandings. Misunderstandings everywhere.
     Sorry for the late chapter update, been dealing with some things and
     got behind, but I hope you enjoy! i'm gonna try to finish this story
     before the last episode of the anime comes out as that was the
     intended finish date, but we'll see!
     Title of the chapter is from GTA, song is called Red Lips.
***** I Loved, And I Loved, And I Lost You *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
For the next couple of days, Hanae didn’t show up to school.
Itsuki didn’t blame the boy, after all he had been caught red handed in a
complete state of disrepair. Itsuki could still clearly remember the sadness
and crying. It put his heart in a vice, and the memory made it hard for him to
think of anything else. He knew he couldn’t dwell on it, he had to stop for
Hanae’s sake.
All he could do was take things one day at a time, and try to forget his
twisted feelings.
Then Hanae came back, and everything suddenly became harder.
Seeing the boy in class was like a stab to the heart, and every time they had
the opportunity to talk and Hanae immediately walked off to do something with
someone else was like someone twisting the knife hard in his chest.
Itsuki had hoped things would get easier.
It took him a few weeks before he realized they wouldn’t.
Itsuki stopped taking jobs after that. He stopped going to see Zenko and
Yahiko, stopped going to the Legislator and Koura and stayed in the Mononokean
after school.
He wanted to stop going to school too, but even if it hurt he gained a sort of
painful happiness seeing Hanae going through his day to day. It was the only
time he genuinely felt something other than despair.
There was a small chime, and Itsuki glanced up at the scroll on the wall.
“You really should talk to him, Itsuki.” The scroll read.
Itsuki closed his eyes, rolling away from it.
“There’s nothing to say to him.” He said quietly.
Itsuki stopped counting the days after that. It could’ve been weeks, it
could’ve been months, he didn’t care. Sadness eventually gave way to
bitterness, and then to apathy for everything around him. He slowly went back
to doing his jobs, which he finished as clean and fast as possible. Nothing
mattered to him anymore but routine.
Only when he saw Hanae did he feel anything outside of complete contempt for
the world.
Even if it was just sweet sadness, he still felt something.
After a while though, even that sadness was too much emotion for him to handle.
Itsuki hoped that time would eventually change his feelings to contempt as
well.
Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, for him time and fate didn’t have that in
mind.
“Yahiko tells me you haven’t been coming by.” Hanae said quietly, sitting
against the rooftops storage door that Itsuki frequently used to get home.
Itsuki stared down at Hanae. “Move.” he ordered.
Hanae twitched, before looking away, “The legislator also sent someone to me,
asking if something happened… You stopped taking jobs for over a month, and
then the jobs you did take had your clients spreading rumors that you’ve grown
into someone to be feared-”
“I said move.” Itsuki ordered again. “Or do I have to move you?”
Hanae stared up at Itsuki, worry written plainly on his features. “Tell me
what’s wrong.” He asked. “I… We may have had a falling out but you’re still my
friend… I still care-”
“Yeah well I don’t.” Itsuki said, his expression neutral despite the dull ache
growing in his chest. “If you’re going to turn into a sad and sobbing mess
because of this whole situation it’s better we stop talking.”
Hanae’s eyes flashed with surprise, before anger quickly grew on him, “What the
hell are you talking about…” He got up. “Just because things have been hard,
doesn’t mean I want to just stop talking…I work for you, more than that i’m
your friend-”
“Could’ve fooled me. You haven’t made an effort to talk since you came back to
school, you haven’t been coming to the Mononokean either.” Itsuki said quietly,
not showing the anger Hanae was bringing out of him, but his annoyance becoming
more than apparent. “As far as I could tell, you’re the one who terminated our
relations, not me.”
Hanae grit his teeth, before grabbing Itsuki’s front, and tugging him close.
“I’m here NOW.” He punctuated, “People are worried and i’m here to make sure
you’re okay-”
“I don’t need your pity.” Itsuki said, allowing himself to be pulled forward
but giving Hanae an ugly look. “I don’t need their worry, and I most certainly
don’t need you mother henning me. If that’s all you’re here for then get out of
my way, and let me get back to my job.” Itsuki finished, shoving Hanae off him.
Itsuki was tired.
He was so tired of feeling.
He just wanted the pain to go away, yet here it was, growing into a dull ache
again and making everything burn.
Itsuki moved to summon the Mononokean, only to be stopped by a hard tackle to
his side.
Itsuki glared up at Hanae, “What do you think you’re doing-”
A punch.
Hanae punched him.
“STOP. Just stop it!” Hanae yelled at him, gripping the front of Itsuki's shirt
and pulling him slightly up before slamming him back down. “Stop trying to take
on everything by yourself! If you’re hurting, tell me! If you’re in pain, share
that pain with me! Don’t keep it bottled up like that and hide from everyone!”
He screamed, his knuckles going white from how hard he was gripping Itsuki’s
shirt. “Had I known this was what was happening while I was gone, I would’ve… I
would’ve done something!”
Itsuki grit his teeth, gripping hard at the floor below him to keep from
returning the blows he received. “How am I supposed to tell someone how I feel
when they can’t even bear to look at me, huh? Can’t even bear to speak to me.”
Itsuki grabbed Hanae’s wrists and shoved him to the floor. “Tell you?! Share my
pain with you?!” Itsuki spat as he got up, “Do you think you can handle all of
that with your own internal crisis?! What makes you think you can begin to
understand and shoulder my pain when you can’t even control yours enough to
TALK TO ME.”
Hanae stared at Itsuki in shock, before lowering his head and gripping his
hands. “I admit I stumbled with my emotions… I lost my way for a bit and needed
to think about things… Think about you… think about me…” His voice cracked,
tears already falling down his face and onto the floor. “That doesn’t mean I
wanted to stay lost forever.” He exhaled quietly, before getting to his feet.
“That doesn’t mean I wanted to run from you… forget my life with you…” He
walked over to Itsuki, gazing up at him.
Itsuki’s heart clenched, seeing the absolute anguish on Hanae’s face.
He thought Hanae wanted to leave him.
He thought Hanae wanted to forget they were ever friends.
Why was he always so wrong with him?
“Touch me.” Hanae begged, his eyes red and puffy from tears. “I don’t care if I
shouldn’t be doing this… I can’t stand it anymore.” He hiccuped out. “Being
away from you… it hurts so much.” Hanae fell to his knees, gripping the front
of Itsuki’s shirt. “My body burns for you… I can ignore it all I want but it
just gets harder and harder to not be by your side…” He sobbed, crying freely
now as tears fell in large drops from his eyes to the floor. “Please make it
stop, Abeno-San… Please.”
Hanae had been bearing with the possession of that seed all alone.
He had been bearing with want and need and the pain of wanting to come back as
a friend, but not knowing how.
Itsuki had almost pushed him away again. Something he never wanted.
Itsuki kneeled down, tenderly wrapping his arms around Hanae like he would
shatter if he wasn’t delicate. “I’m sorry Ashiya…” He said quietly, running a
hand through Hanae’s hair. “It's okay.” He murmured, summoning the Mononokean
door and leading him inside.
Hanae cuddled against his chest, closing his eyes and letting out a shaky
exhale. “I’m so sorry, Abeno-San… I shouldn’t be like this with you.” He
murmured, wrapping his arms around Itsuki and holding him close. “It’s messed
up… and it’s unfair to both of us, but… I still want to be here. After all this
I still want to be with you.” He said quietly. “Losing what I have here with
you in the Mononokean… those happy days… It terrifies me more than anything
else.”
Itsuki leaned back against the wall, pulling Hanae better atop him as he
stroked down his back. “It’s okay… I’m here for whatever you need.” He said
gently. “I… I know your body has needs right now… and it’s okay.” He said
gently. “I know it’s hard being like this because it’s hard for me too…but… if
there’s a way I can help you, even if it’s just a little I want to do it. When
it’s all over I will not abandon you.”
Itsuki would never abandon Hanae, he couldn’t dream of it.
He should’ve said so sooner, should’ve just told him sooner.
Hanae cried against Itsuki’s shoulder, his tears soaking through the fabric
easily. “When I’m with you it hurts.” Hanae admitted. “It brings me great pain…
So much so that it’s hard to look at you… but… even so I…” Hanae shifted
gently, bringing his hand up and stroking Itsuki’s cheek, “I care about you…
and I can’t forget what it feels like when you touch me.” He leaned forward,
“If I try to forget my body remembers.”
Itsuki leaned close, “Then let it remember… Take what you want. I will give
myself to you in any way you need..”
Hanae hesitated, as if he was scared to give in.
Then Itsuki kissed him, and they broke again.
Clothes were tossed aside, and bodies pressed together all too familiarly.
Eager touches and bold kisses were traded on their bodies as if they were
mapping each-other out again with hands and lips. Hanae slid down on Itsuki’s
shaft, and a completeness came over both of them.
This, to Itsuki was perfection, and he would cherish every second of it.
“A-Abeno-San…” Hanae’ panted out, his eyes glazed over and hooded as he rocked
down on Itsuki’s shaft.
Itsuki stared at the beautiful boy riding him, a tingling heat pooling in his
abdomen as he felt Hanae's walls part around his shaft with every push of his
hips. “Hanae…” He murmured out. “You can call me by name if you want… No… I
want you to call me by my name. Please…” He begged.
Hanae flushed deep pink, closing his eyes and letting out a shaky moan.
“Haru...itsuki…” Hanae breathed out, his eyes fluttering open and gazing at him
shyly. “Itsuki…” He tried again, a little more conviction behind the name.
Itsuki’s heart soared. It had been so long since he had felt such a simple,
blissful happiness.
Even after all this, he knew he would never stop loving the man that was riding
him.
“Hanae.” He returned the gesture, smiling warmly when Hanae’s cheeks burned and
he looked to the side shyly. “I’m yours for tonight, Hanae… don’t be shy with
what you want to do.”
Hanae did just that, riding him with reckless abandon as he picked up the pace.
Perhaps it was just because it had been so long, perhaps it was because of how
emotionally charged they were, but neither of them lasted long.
“A-Ah- I-Itsuki-nh-” Hanae arched and let out a soft cry as he spilled, his
walls spasming tight over the shaft within him as thick white ribbons covered
Itsuki’s torso.
Itsuki thrust up into him a few more times, before gripping his hips and
slamming Hanae down on his shaft, letting out a stuttered moan as he settled
inside of him.
Hanae squirmed atop him, letting out a soft whine as the thick secretion coated
his insides and left him warm and satisfied. “Itsuki...mh….” He gazed down at
the man beneath him, his eyes glimmering and warm and happy.
Itsuki missed those eyes.
Eyes of happiness, of purity and mirth. They were a grace in his life that he
was privileged to behold.
He missed them even more, however;when Hanae’s expression changed to one with a
more heavy heart.
“I’m so sorry…” Hanae hiccuped, tears spilling down his face as he wiped his
eyes. “I-I’m so sorry…” He whimpered out.
Itsuki brought his hands up to Hanae’s face. “No… I’m sorry, Hanae…” He
murmured out, wiping the tears away with his thumbs, “I’m sorry I took such a
beautiful smile away from you.” He said quietly.
Hanae sobbed and brought his hands up, gripping Itsuki’s wrists and bringing
them to his lips, kissing the backs of Itsuki’s palms and nuzzling his fingers.
“No, I do… you’re too good to me, Abeno-san, dealing with my roller-coaster of
emotions.” He let out a weak laugh. “You don’t have to… but you do, and I’m
sorry.” He whispered against his fingers.
Itsuki let out a soft sigh, pulling Hanae close and kissing his forehead.
“Itsuki is fine… Hanae.” He moved Hanae further atop him, kissing Hanae’s
forehead and temple, “I just want you to be okay… more than anything I want to
see you safe. That’s all I've ever needed from you.”
Hanae returned the kisses, hesitating before placing a soft kiss to Itsuki’s
lips. “I-Itsuki…” He smiled shyly, “You shouldn’t say things like that… I could
end up falling for you y’know.” He mused. “That would be… quite tragic I
think.” he said bitterly.
Itsuki’s heart ached, and he held him tightly. “To be honest Hanae… I wish you
would.” He whispered against his hair.
Hanae stared up at Itsuki, gazing at him as if he hadn’t heard him right, “Wh…
what did you say?”
Itsuki knew he should hold his tongue. He knew he should keep his mouth shut or
say he was joking. Hanae was suffering because he was forced with him by forces
he couldn’t control. He would do Hanae no favors by putting the burden of truth
on him as well.
At this point, however; their relationship was damaged to the point of almost
total destruction. There was no fixing it back to the way it was before.
At least this way, Itsuki would have no regrets.
“I love you, Hanae.” Itsuki said quietly, barely a whisper in the boy's hair.
Hanae tensed, “Wh...at…” He breathed out.
Itsuki held him tight, “I don’t expect anything of you, but I can’t… I can’t do
this anymore.” He said quietly. “Seeing you suffering… Seeing you in physical
pain from having to be with me…” Itsuki’s heart clenched as he pressed his
forehead deep into Hanae’s nape. “Your smile sends my heart soaring… It gives
me life like you couldn’t ever know.” He let out a shaky sigh, gripping him
like he would disappear.
At this point he wouldn’t be surprised if he did.
Hanae didn’t move an inch, gave no response. Had Itsuki not said everything
right in Hanae’s ear he would think he hadn’t heard him.
“I-Itsuki….” He said, “You…. You love-”
“Don’t say anything.” Itsuki interrupted. “I know you’re gonna say it’s the
stupid seed but it's not.” Itsuki grit his teeth, “I’ve known since you were
taken from me… I’ve known longer still… I just didn’t want to lose you.” He
said quietly. “But if i’m going to lose you anyway, lose that smile…. Lose the
light in my life, then I want you to know before you're gone how much you meant
to me.”
Hanae suddenly went very quiet, and Itsuki was too afraid to lift his head.
He’d like to think he was stronger than this. That he could keep from breaking
down and feeling so helpless. He never wanted to feel this way after Aoi.
Turns out he was still the same child he wanted to leave behind the day of his
death.
“What about… Sachiko.” Hanae breathed out, his voice quivering and nervous.
Wait what?
“Sachiko…” It took Itsuki a moment to remember her, and he pulled away
slightly, raising a brow, “What about her? I went and she told me how you felt
and that was it…” Itsuki paused. “Wait, how did you know about her?”
Hanae glanced to the side. “I don’t want her to die… you shouldn’t speak so
casually, Itsuki… she… you can’t talk about your relationship with her or
she’ll…”
What.
What the actual fuck was Hanae talking about?
“What relationship, I barely met her that day.” Itsuki sat up, keeping Hanae
close and stroking down his back, “Sachiko told me you were emotionally
strained. That having sex with me when you didn’t see me like a lover was
hurting you…” he breathed out, stroking his nape.
Hanae stared at him, eyes wide as his eyes flickered, as if it was searching
Itsuki’s face for something. After a time, he leaned slightly forward “She
lied…” he breathed out.
It was Itsuki’s turn to stare, his eyes going wide and his heart seizing up in
a rapidly growing feeling of shock. “Wh...what-”
“Just shut up.” Hanae said as he leaned forward, roughly smashing their lips
together in a needy kiss.
It was Itsuki’s turn to go rigid, he didn’t stay that way long though, his body
reacting readily as he wrapped his arms around Hanae and eagerly returned the
kiss.
“I-” Hanae tried to talk between kisses, “I don’t feel that way at all,
Itsuki.” He murmured out, before pressing his forehead against Itsuki’s and
gazing into his eyes, “It’s been so painful feeling this way and feeling like
you don’t feel the same way….”
Itsuki gazed at Hanae warmly, holding him tight, “Then… you…” He flushed, his
heart hammering in his chest as he felt Hanae settle snug in his arms.
Hanae nodded with a shy smile, “I love you, Haruitsuki… I love you so much it
hurts not being by your side.” He said softly, wrapping his arms around
Itsuki’s neck. “I want you to be with me more than anything else.”
Itsuki stared dumbfounded at Hanae.
All the worrying… all the fights… the pain and misery and the time apart.
It was all for nothing. They had loved each other from the start and were just
putting themselves through grief.
It was almost laughable.
Itsuki smiled, and let out a soft laugh as he held Hanae tightly. “I’d like
nothing more than that as well, Hanae.”
Hanae’s smile grew distant, “I think… I should figure out a few things then…”
He admitted quietly. “When I was in the forest… a Yokai found me. He took me to
a clearing and I saw you and… a girl named Sachiko… You two were um…” Hanae
glanced to the side. “You two were being very intimate… and I was told she was
your lover.”
Itsuki raised a brow, “Sachiko I only met that day. She was the client I went
to meet…” He sighed in frustration. “She’s the one who told me you were hurting
and…” Itsuki trailed off. “...fuck.” he said quietly, gritting his teeth.
Hanae cocked his head to the side. “What’s wrong Itsuki?”
Itsuki “I think we just found our kidnapper… or in this case kidnappers.” He
mused with a frown, staring up at Hanae. “The other demon, Hanae, what’s his
name?”
Hanae glanced to the side, biting his lip. “Mh… Sawari… but-”
And then Hanae was gone.
Itsuki blinked, and it was as if he never existed.
Shit.
Shit shit SHIT.
No, not now.
Not after all that pain, after all they had been through. Not when peace was
finally something they could have together.
“A Sawari-Kemonomimi… of all the Youkai it had to be one of those.” He said
angrily.
Hanae was in trouble.
He had been in trouble the second he had called out that name.
“Mononokean, get me to The Legislators… We don’t have much time.” Itsuki
murmured out, grabbing his robes and slamming open the doors.
He loved Yokai. He had devoted his life to them ever since Aoi died and the
Mononokean became his.
This however, was war. A war Itsuki would win at any cost.
Chapter End Notes
     A long chapter as thanks for waiting and to catch up a bit. wewt
     I guess I should explain the origins a little bit of the OCs in this.
     Sawari is a demon partly from japanese media and from my own head.
     His name is inspired by the Sawarineko from the Monogatari series
     (Sawari meaning “An Obstacle” or “inconvenience”) and is meant to
     bring misfortune on all who are cursed from it. A Kemonomimi is just
     a humanoid that has animal features like ears and a tail.
     And Sachiko is... inspired by Sachiko from corpse party... yeahhhhhh
     Anyway I hope to see you guys again soon!
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