Fire and Ice

Time heals all wounds.

An old expression; over time, everything will end up alright.

Shiki had heard this expression before, and at one time had felt that it was probably true. However, he had grown to find himself a living contradiction to this expression. His weak health, which turned out to be a result of having his life stolen from him by SHIKI, was something that time would never have healed; only the death of SHIKI could solve that problem. His strange eyes and the lines that he could cut along to cut through anything, those were wounds that time would never heal.

And now…now he found himself with yet another situation in which time did not seem to be causing any healing. Where the other situations had all been wounds of a more physical nature, the wound that he was left with now was an emotional one.

Akiha was dead; followed shortly thereafter by Kohaku. Time had passed since their deaths, and yet the pain from their loss still remained. He knew that it had not been long enough yet to truly say that it was a wound that would not heal, but as each day went by and the pain never lessened, he began to wonder if time would truly heal this injury.

It was for this reason that he had asked Hisui if she would like to go with him on a trip as Winter Break began. He had felt that perhaps some happy memories with the girl he loved would help him to forget the sad memories, not to mention the fact that staying in the Tohno mansion only served as a reminder of recent events.

So it was that he had found himself asking Arihiko about places to go for a vacation, and as he had expected, Arihiko had decided to invite himself along for the trip. It was not really a surprise that he had decided to do so, but at the same time, he really didn’t want just Arihiko coming with Hisui and himself. Were Arihiko the only one to come with them, he would end up as a third wheel on a vacation meant for Hisui and himself, but were at least one more person to come along with them, then it would be more of a group trip. He decided that the best thing to do would be to go with the idea that he had earlier and invite Arihiko’s sister, Ichigo, to accompany them.

After school, the pair stopped by Arihiko’s house before heading back to the Tohno mansion. While there, Shiki had asked Ichigo if she would like to join them on their trip. He was a bit confused by the look that she gave him as he asked her this question, he didn’t quite understand it. The look she gave him only lasted a moment though, as she accepted the invitation, saying she didn’t have anything else better to do. Arihiko had looked a bit dismayed at the fact that his sister would be accompanying them, but that wasn’t really important. The important thing was that now it was more like a group trip, instead of just having Arihiko tag along.

A while later, with Shiki’s task at Arihiko’s house finished, the pair made their way towards the Tohno mansion. Having Arihiko visit the Tohno mansion was no longer a problem, as he was now the head of the household. The two of them made their way into the courtyard, where Hisui was waiting, clad in a plain white dress.

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That was how Shiki found himself here, sitting in this hotel room. A vacation was very typical of students on their Winter Break. One large difference between the typical student and Shiki was Hisui, who often had to have something explained to her, not having left the mansion in such a long time. Additionally, Hisui still would still tend to try and serve Shiki in many instances that were not at all required. He supposed that it was difficult for her to break from her maid tendencies, even when on vacation.

Though typical the trip may have been to this point, it was still an enjoyable outing for the group. As the day approached its end, the group had checked into to a hotel. They had paid for two rooms, one for Shiki and Arihiko, and the other for Hisui and Ichigo. Arihiko had decided to go out for a taste of the city’s night life after a simple warning from his sister of “don’t die,” so that had left Shiki alone in this hotel room, lost in his thoughts.

Shiki knew that he should probably get some rest so, but ever since the events with SHIKI, he had found it difficult to sleep. He knew that SHIKI was gone, and that his sleep would go undisturbed, but when one is subjected to excruciating pain every time that he goes to sleep, it is only natural to still be a little wary. Unable to sleep, he was left alone to his thoughts, which was quite frankly something that he had wanted to avoid on this trip.

When he was with everyone else having fun, he was able to forget about everything that had happened, if only for a little while, but when left alone, the memories all came flooding back. Akiha being pierced through the chest by SHIKI’s hand; Kohaku pulling out a knife and driving it into her own heart. As much as he wanted these thoughts to go away, they just kept returning. As the sorrowful memories encroached upon him, a knock on the door shook him from his reverie.

As he made his way towards the door, he had expected to find Arihiko, having either forgotten something or planning to try and convince him to join him in his nighttime escapades. Or perhaps it could have been Hisui, coming by to ask him if there was anything that he needed. That was why he was surprised to find Ichigo standing outside the doorway, an ever present cigarette dangling from betwixt her lips.

“Mind talking with me for a bit?”

“No, I don’t mind. Please come in.” Shiki answered.

He had not expected Ichigo to visit him, but he was actually glad that someone had come, since he didn’t want to leave himself time to think of the past. Ichigo took a seat and the two begin to simply make small talk for a while. He never knew why, but for some reason, he had always gotten along well with Ichigo. His thoughts on the matter were interrupted as Ichigo began to speak once more.

“So Arima…or I suppose it’s Tohno now; what is it that has got you so down lately?” She asked as she took a drag from her cigarette.

Shiki was surprised by this question, but refused to let it show. The only sign of his astonishment was a slight hesitation before answering.

“I don’t know what you mean Ichigo. Nothing is wrong lately. Things have been fine, and being on this trip is fun as well, so why should I be feeling down?”

Ichigo simply fixed him with an even look as she stared into his eyes. The room fell silent as Ichigo held her gaze on Shiki’s eyes, until finally, she spoke again.

“Tohno, you really shouldn’t lie to me like that. I’ve known you for a while now, and it is pretty easy to see that something has been on your mind lately.”

Had he really been so transparent as of late? Or did Ichigo simply have a knack for reading people? He wasn’t really sure what the case may be, but she knew that something was wrong, and her gaze left him feeling that it would be best not to try to lie about it again. However, he couldn’t really say that he had been dealing with vampires and that had caused him great losses, so he just simplified the problem. Releasing a sigh, he began to explain the reason for his sorrow to the older girl.

“There’s not really much to explain Ichigo. I lost two people who were very important to me recently. I suppose I’m just having a difficult time accepting it.”

As Shiki said these words, he couldn’t help but find it a bit ironic in his mind. He had always been fairly accepting about how fragile life was, and seemed to have an unnatural connection with death, and yet here he was, unable to get over the death of two people. As he thought about these things, Ichigo took one final drag from her cigarette before putting it out.

“There’s nothing wrong with that Tohno, it’s a common occurrence when you lose someone dear to you.” Her eyes were fixed forward, as if gazing towards some far away place. The distant look in her eyes left Shiki to think that she was remembering something or someone. “It hurts now, but you’ll move on eventually.”

He knew that she was trying to comfort him, but he really wasn’t in the mood for a speech about how things would be better over time. He scoffed a bit as he replied.

“Are you just going to tell me ‘time heals all wounds’ or some other line like that? If so, then don’t bother, because quite frankly, I’m not in the mood to hear it.”

“Not really. Time may heal wounds, but it takes too long. By the time it heals, you may be little more then a shell of your former self. Best thing I can suggest that you do is find something else to take your mind off of your loss.”

“”Why do you think I wanted to take this trip in the first place? I was hoping that staying busy would keep my mind off of all of this; hoping that Hisui and I could create some happy memories so that we would not be overwhelmed by the bad memories. And yet here I am, sitting around remembering what happened over and over again.”

“Well, I can’t really help you too much with that. Different people find different ways to take their mind off of things. I could try to help you distract yourself the same way I did when my parents died, but there is no guarantee that it would work.”

“At this point, I think I’d be willing to try just about anything. So what did you do when your parents died?”

Instead of replying with words like Shiki was expecting, Ichigo responded by shoving her lips against his. Shiki had had his fair share of surprises with Ichigo’s visit, but they were nothing compared to the shock he felt at this. He could barely respond as he felt her tongue trying to make its way into his mouth. Ichigo was a rather forceful woman and begin to take control. As Shiki recovered from his shock, he slowly began to push his tongue back against hers as the two continued their kiss. He found that she had the rather distinct taste of tobacco to her, but at the same time, he felt that there was also a more subtle taste as the two of them kissed; a sweet taste that he found to be similar to strawberries conveniently enough. Who would have guessed?

The pair broke their kiss as the need for air arose. Before he could utter a word of question about what she was doing, she was on him again, kissing him once more. As their tongues met again, he began to rub his hands along her sides and back. She suddenly took a hold of one of his hands rubbing along her sides and moved it towards her chest. His hand stiffened a bit as she placed his hand on her breast, but she slowly coaxed his hand to gently message her breast. She took a sharp intake of breath as he lightly squeezed the flesh underneath his palm. Wanting to move forward, Ichigo broke their kiss once more as she began to unbutton her shirt. Shiki watched as one button after another was undone, each undone button revealing more of her milky white skin to his gaze. Finally, she was finished taking off her shirt and tossed it to the side.

Shiki fixed his gaze upon the body of the woman in front of him. He couldn’t say that he had never thought of Ichigo this way before, but he had never expected anything like this to happen. Her upper body clad only in a lacy black bra, ample breasts jiggling slightly as she moved her hands forward to grab at the hem of his shirt. He lifted his arms and with a few quick tugs, she pulled the shirt up and over his head.

Once more the pair’s lips met as their kissing began anew. As Ichigo tried to push her tongue into his mouth, Shiki fought back, his pride not wanting to let Ichigo be in control of this situation any longer. Their tongues fought for dominance until Shiki prevailed, his tongue forcing it’s way into her mouth as it probed around inside. As they kissed, his hands ran along her back until they came to rest on the clasp of her bra. As his hands worked at the hook, he came to the realization that this was much more complicated then he had anticipated. In all of his past sexual encounters, the girls had always undressed themselves. Eventually, perseverance and determination won, as the clasp came undone and the bra was slipped off of her arms.

His hands slid across her skin from her back to her uncovered breasts; they easily filled his hands as he squeezed the soft mounds of flesh. Ichigo moaned into their kiss as Shiki continued to massage and squeeze at her breasts. She had thought that he might be inexperienced, but his handling of her breasts told her that he had done this before. She moaned as his hands continued to caress her bosom, his mouth kissing its way down her neck and upper chest until he wrapped his lips around her right nipple. She hissed in pleasure as he proceeded to suck on the hardened nub, his tongue flicking across the tip. She released a sudden gasp as he shifted methods and lightly bit on the nipple, gently grinding his teeth over the sensitive tip. His left hand came up to squeeze her neglected breast, gently pinching at the nub.

Though the experience was very enjoyable for Ichigo, she was doing this for Shiki’s sake, to help him forget. As such, it was up to her to bring pleasure to him. She slowly pushed him back away from her breasts. He looked at her confused for a second before she kissed him deeply. She continued to kiss her way down his neck, and then his chest. Her hands moved to remove the belt from around his waist, followed by the unfastening of his pants. With a few tugs, she managed to get his pants down and off of his legs, followed by his underwear. His hardened cock sprang upwards, having been freed from its confinement. As Ichigo took a moment to look at his manhood, Shiki asked a question that had been on his mind since this started.

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden Ichigo?”

“Hmm, this is how I took my mind off of things when my parents died; I thought that it might work for you too.” She replied. As she spoke, her hands began to stroke up and down the length of the shaft.

“Besides, I always did think that you were attractive. Why else do you think I let you stay at our house so often?”

Her head slowly descended down upon the shaft as she took the tip of his cock into her mouth. Shiki’s head fell back and his eyes shut as she began to circle her tongue around the head of his cock. The pleasure he felt was intense, he had gotten a blowjob before, but Ichigo seemed to be far more experienced at this, making it an even more enjoyable experience. His dick came out of her mouth with a soft popping sound as she began to lick up and down his shaft, all the while fondling his balls with her hand. He groaned as she wrapped her lips around his prick once more, her head moving further and further down his penis. Her cheeks contracted inwards as she began to apply suction to his cock. Shiki absently thought of how much suction that she was applying; it was almost like an octopus…or perhaps some kind of mollusk…

It was at this point that Shiki began to ask himself why exactly it was that he was thinking about seafood in the middle of this sexual encounter. Perhaps he was simply hungry? Whatever the reason, it couldn’t really be healthy, he should really find out about it sometime.

His thought process stopped as thought became difficult through all of the pleasure that he was feeling. He tightly gripped the sheets beneath him as she began to bob her head up and down his length. As more and more of his cock disappeared into her mouth, he could not help but lose himself to the pleasure. This feeling was…

This feeling…

This feeling…

This feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling this feeling…

…he came.

His seed shot into her mouth without warning. After the initial surprise that his offering gave her, Ichigo began to swallow his load. As his cock slid out of her mouth, Shiki fell back onto the bad, panting heavily.

“Ichigo…that was amazing” he managed to get out between breaths. Ichigo’s face came into his view as she leaned over him, her hand coming up to caress his face.

“Please, call me Ichiko, Tohno. Ichigo is nothing more then a silly nickname. I want to hear you say my name.” His hand came up as he placed it on her cheek, the same as she had just done to him.

“You are wonderful, Ichiko.”

Ichiko pulled back as she undid her pants and began to slide them off of her body. Shiki could not help but stare, marveling at the woman in front of him. She was a vision of beauty; her pale skin and smooth body, her feminine curves, everything. Staring unabashedly, his cock began to harden once more. She noticed this and made her way over to him, positioning herself over him. Slowly, she lowered herself down on to his shaft.

Shiki groaned at the sudden warmth enveloping his dick. Ichiko was not as tight as Hisui had been, but it still felt amazing none the less. She began to move up and down on his cock, pumping over and over and letting out small moans of pleasure. He moved his hands down towards her hips and began to thrust along with her movements. She leaned her face downwards and captured his lips in a kiss while he moved his hands upwards to squeeze her breasts. The two began to pick up their pace, both seeking orgasm.

A small gasp caught Shiki’s attention. It seemed a rather uncharacteristic sound to hear coming from Ichiko. It was a sound more akin to something that he would hear from…

He turned towards the doorway to find Hisui, staring in shock with her hand over her mouth. It seemed that he had forgotten to lock the door after letting Ichiko in, having not expected things to turn out like this. Hisui had probably come to check on him and heard the sounds emanating from inside the room, and decided that she should check to make sure everything was alright. Shiki’s fixed gaze had drawn Ichiko’s attention, and she looked to notice the woman in the doorway as well. Time seemed to stand still as Hisui just continued to stare in shock at the pair, who had ceased in the middle of their love making. Shiki tried to say something to Hisui, anything, but he could not seem to find any words at the moment. Finally, Hisui came out of her shock and began to run away from the scene.

Shiki’s worry for Hisui overcame him as he pushed Ichiko off of him. After quickly grabbing a sheet to wrap around his lower half, he quickly took off after her, ignoring the swearing and threats coming from an irate Ichiko. He had to find Hisui, he didn’t know what he would do if he lost her now.

Ichiko groaned in frustration after Shiki had left. She was so damn close! Just a little bit more and she would have gotten off. She gave a sigh as she let her hand roam down below her waist; there was nothing that she could do for now but finish things up herself. She would let the two of them have their moment for now, but after they were done, then Shiki was going to finish the job that he started…or else…

“Hey Shiki, I just came to pick up something I forgot. Are you sure you don’t want to come with…” Whatever words Arihiko was thinking of saying died on his lips as he walked into the room he was sharing with Shiki, only to find his sister, naked and masturbating. Were he to think about things, he could probably figure out what was going on, but for his own sanity, he decided it best to remain ignorant. Some things are just not worth knowing. Wordlessly, he turned back around and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

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On the roof of the hotel building, a lone figure could be seen gazing at the stars, her red hair fluttering lightly in the wind, tears brimming in her eyes.

“What should I do Nee-san?”

After having discovered what was done to her sister, Hisui had vowed to never let any man touch her. Her sister wanted her to stay clean, and so she would remain clean. However, she hadn’t kept that vow. Shiki returned to the mansion, and she found herself falling in love with him all over again. She resisted at first, finding it difficult even to let Shiki touch her, but as time passed, she came to crave his touch, to be able to hold him close. She knew that she was breaking her vow, and she knew that her sister loved Shiki as well, but she couldn’t help but feel a bit selfish, just this once. She loved her sister, and wanted to do whatever she could for her, but she loved Shiki as well. She always felt a bit guilty, like she was somehow betraying her sister by loving him, but she couldn’t fight her feelings.

She was happy; she had both Kohaku and Shiki around, the two people that she loved most. However, that happiness was not to last. Akiha was dead; a result of her sister’s scheming, followed by her sister’s suicide. Now, all she had left was Shiki. Kohaku’s death hurt her, it still did, but she thought that if she could stay with Shiki, perhaps she would get past the pain; perhaps she could find her happiness.

But now…now she found him with someone else. She knew that she should feel betrayed, that she should be upset to have found him with another woman, but she only felt one thing after having seen the two of them together; fear. Shiki was all that she had left; the thought of losing him terrified her. She couldn’t compare to a woman like Ichigo. Ichigo was so developed, so worldly, and she could probably cook. In contrast, she…was so plain, and she was never able to do anything for Shiki. Most importantly though, Ichigo had nothing to do with recent events at the Tohno mansion, whereas she was sure that every time that Shiki looked at her, he was reminded of everything that had happened. It was painfully obvious which of the two Shiki would choose.

…but…she just couldn’t stand to lose Shiki, not now. She had to do something, but what could she do to get his attention, to draw him back to her. Did looking at her remind him too much of Kohaku? Maybe she needed to do something to change her appearance to avoid that. Perhaps she should dye her hair blonde…

…no, she couldn’t quite explain it, but she felt that were she blonde, she would never be able to stay with the one she loved. Just imagining herself as a blonde, she felt as if she was fading away…

She couldn’t really bring herself to change her appearance anyways. She had grown so set in her ways, her appearance, everything about herself. So was that it? Was there nothing that she could do? The red haired beauty gazed out into the sea of stars, wondering just what would happen from here. The cool night air chilled her body as she began to lightly shiver. As she thought over these things, she felt something warm press against her back. She looked down to see a pair of arms draping over her shoulders, holding a sheet wrapped around her body. She turned her head and looked into the troubled eyes of the one she loved.

“You looked a bit cold, so I thought that this might help you warm up a bit.”

“Shiki-sama…”

“Hisui, I’ve told you that you can just call me Shiki.” He had told her this many times before. He knew that it would be difficult to try and break her of the habit due to her training as a maid, but he figured that if he told her this enough, maybe it would stick in her mind.

Hisui was happy to see him, but she just couldn’t understand why he was there, so she voiced her thoughts.

“Why? Why would you come after me? Don’t you have Ichigo now?”

“Ichigo was just doing that to try to help me forget about everything that happened. She surprised me and I got caught up in the moment. You’re the one that I love Hisui, I’m so sorry that I betrayed you like that.”

The tears that had been pooling in her eyes finally fell, though now they were tears of joy. She knew that she should be upset with him, but for now, she was just so happy not to be losing him. There would be time to talk about this turn of events later, but right now, she wanted nothing more then to simply be held in his arms, so she turned around and embraced him. The two of them stayed like that for a few minutes, holding each other under the moonlight. However, the moment was broken as Hisui felt something poking against her inner thigh. The sheet that was wrapped around them had been the only covering that Shiki had managed to grab as he chased after Hisui. Her face turned crimson, realizing what it was poking against her. As she thought about it, Shiki had caught up to her fairly quickly, had he stopped in the middle of his sex with Ichigo to chase after her? If so, then he would probably be rather uncomfortable at this point. She knew what needed to be done, so she broke their embrace and led him beck to her room.

After entering Hisui’s room, which Shiki made sure to lock the door of, she led him to the bed where the two of them sat down. He knew that Hisui was terribly shy, so he tried to move slowly. He leaned forwards and placed his lips atop of hers for a soft kiss. Hisui seemed a bit stiff and unresponsive at first, some habits are hard to break he supposed, but as the two continued, Hisui slowly started to relax and enjoy the kiss. Unlike Ichigo, there was no fight for dominance in his kiss with Hisui. He slowly pushed his tongue into her mouth, gently messaging her own. His tongue probed around her mouth, savoring her taste; this was definitely better without the taste of tobacco.

Hisui was enjoying the feeling of her lips against his, but she was mindful of the fact that Shiki had to be in a great deal of discomfort by this point. Using every ounce of her willpower to take initiative, she broke their kiss and knelt down, her face at the level of his prick. Her face was a brilliant red as she lowered her head to kiss at the tip. Her hands lightly grab on to the shaft as she gently licked at the tip. He moaned as she slowly moved her hands up and down the base of his dick, her mouth wrapped around the head, slowly moving her tongue around the tip.

“Hisui…that feels really good…” he managed to get out between breaths.

She began to lightly suck at the tip of his cock, trying to slowly take more and more of him into her mouth. She lacked the skill that Ichigo possessed, but she was trying her hardest to make him feel good, and that made it feel great. His hips rose in response, seeking to push deeper into the warmth in of her mouth. She struggled a bit as he pushed deeper before he realized her discomfort and lowered his hips again. He moved his hand to her face where he cupped her cheek. His hand then moved upwards as he ran his fingers through her hair. Her mouth continued to caress his member, slowly moving up and down his prick. Having already been primed from his encounter with Ichigo, it wasn’t long before he felt on the verge of release.

“Hisui…I can’t hold out much longer…”

He tried to push her away, but she held firmly in place. A moment later he came, his seed shooting into her mouth. He watched as she willingly took it all into her mouth. From the movement of her throat, he could tell that she was swallowing all of it. She tried so hard to make him happy; he wanted to do the same for her.

He grabbed the bottom of the dress she was wearing and slowly pulled it up working the dress up and over her head. He could never grow tired of seeing her naked body. Her gentle curves, her soft and slender body, her flawless skin, everything about her he found so beautiful. He lowered his head down and began to run his tongue along her breast. Slowly, he traced his tongue along her breast, moving inwards until he reached her nipple. His tongue circled around the areola as he moved his mouth down to suck on her nipple. Her head rolled back as she gave a soft moan at the pleasure. He gently sucked on her nipple, his tongue flicking over the hardened nub. Despite the pleasure that she felt, Hisui was still terribly embarrassed as he worked on her breasts. She gave a whimper as she turned her head to look away.

“Hisui, are you still so shy? You act so embarrassed, but your body is so responsive. You really are quite dirty, aren’t you?”

“Shiki-sama, please stop teasing me.” She managed to get out between gasps.

He smiled as he gently bit down on her nipple, eliciting a gasp from the girl. He didn’t know what it was, but for some reason, he always found himself teasing Hisui; he just couldn’t help it. He brought his hand up to fondle her breast as he moved his head to suck on her neglected breast. She continued to moan as she tried her hardest to keep her gaze away from him. Slowly, he began to kiss down along her stomach, until he reached her waist. She quickly shut her legs in embarrassment.

“Hisui, won’t you let me take a look down there?”

Hisui could only shake her head as she continued to force her legs shut. He moved his hands down to slowly push her legs apart, much to her dismay. She could only cover her face in embarrassment as he began to stare at her.

“You’re getting so wet down here Hisui. Your body is so honest in these situations.”

“Please stop saying things like that Shiki-sama.”

He slowly lowered his face, his tongue gliding over her entrance. Her back arched as her hips thrust into the air. He planted a kiss on her lower lips, and then resumed to lick up and down her slit. She squirmed under his attentions, pleasure racing through her body. Slowly, he pushed his tongue between her lips, diving inside of her.

“Shiki-sama…don’t…that’s too dirty…”

He continued despite her protests, pushing his tongue in as far as he could. As he noticed the emergence of her clitoris, he began to focus his attention there, attacking with his tongue whilst Hisui writhed in pleasure. As he continued with his attack on her clit, the wetness between her legs continued to increase. He began to increase his speed, determined to bring her to climax. As his tongue reached as far as it could go, she came with a shout. He continued to slowly lick at her slit as she came down from her high.

As Hisui basked in the afterglow of her orgasm, Shiki began to move up her body and placed a kiss on her lips. His manhood began to harden once more, so he moved up and sat back on his knees, positioning his prick at her entrance. He lifted her leg up and then began to slowly push the tip of his dick into her. She was wet enough that he was able to slide in with little resistance. Slowly, he continued to push forward, her warmth and tightness enveloping him; she was so unbelievably tight, he could hardly bear it. She could feel him stretching her, filling her up with his cock. Slowly, he began to pull back, only to plunge back in; pleasure racked her body with each and every thrust. As the pleasure built higher and higher, he increased the speed of his thrusting. Faster and faster, he continued to pound into her; she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself close to him as she felt orgasm approaching once more. With one last thrust, they both managed to reach their climax together; she could feel his cum splashing around inside her womb.

Hisui fell back on the bad, tired from the experience. Shiki however, felt rejuvenated after having sex with her, most likely a result of her ability as a Synchronizer. He held on to Hisui as she came down from her climax. The pair held on to each other tightly, content to remain in the embrace of their lover. Nothing could intrude upon this heartwarming moment.

Nothing except for the angry Ichigo that kicked the door open and stormed her way into the room. Shiki was a bit surprised that Ichigo had the strength to kick in a locked door, but that was a thought best left for later.

“Ok, I let the two of you have your little moment, but now, you are going to finish what you started Tohno”

Ichigo grabbed Shiki’s arm and began to drag him off to his own room so that they could finish their earlier round of sex. An exhausted Hisui could only find it in her to reach out after him.

“Waaaah~ Shiki-sama.”

“Don’t worry; you can have him back once I’m done with him.”

Hisui wanted to stop her, she really did, but Ichigo scared her. She could do little other then take solace in the fact that she wasn’t going to take him from her. She could only hang her head as Shiki was dragged out of the room, pleading for her to help him.

And so it was that people staying at the hotel could hear various shouts throughout the night.

“I’m never entering you ever again!”

“Stop your crying and fuck me damn it.”

“I’m sorry Shiki-sama!”

It was a long night for everyone at the hotel.

Through the whole ordeal, Shiki began to forget some of his sad memories. Perhaps time would heal this wound after all.