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Under The Red Moon	By : kazzy Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General Views: 3949 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Under The Red Moon
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Diimerimer: Yami no Matsuei belong to Matsushita Yoko, Hana to Yume, and
other related parties

Warnings: Muraki x Tsuzuki, PWP, lemon, NC-17

Notes: Beta-ed by Kaori and complete beta-ed by Tiggy. Thank you all...!!

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Under The Red Moon

by Kaz Misaki (misaki_kaz [at] yahoo.com)

Tsuzuki could only see a glint of disappointment in Muraki Kazutaka's eyes as
Hisoka showed him the winning cards. Muraki's eyes widened slightly, his lips
parted in disbelief. But after that, like nothing had happened, he stood
up and excused himself for the night.  >
p>
"Maybe some other time, Tsuzuki san." The smile gracefully played
over the taller man's lips.

Tsuzuki, still breathing hard, only had a short time to ask the doctor about
the mysterious case that happened on the ship, before the silver-haired
man finally left the room. He looked rather strange that night, Tsuzuki
noticed. As if he was planning something. He had no doubt that Muraki was the
one behind the murder of Wakashiashi yesterday. But he looked rather... pensive
that night.

Tsuzuki flopped back into his chair, sighing gladly as he stared at his
younger partner sitting on the other side of the table. Hisoka glared over at
him with one of those 'that was close!' looks on his face.

"Arigatou, Hisoka!" Tsuzuki said cheerfully, wiping the beads from
his forehead and smiling.

"I'll see what I can find about this Irene girl with Gushoushin."
Hisoka said calmly as he rose from his seat, "...finish your job for the
night and we will be waiting for you at the room."

Tsuzuki made puppy dog eyes and nodded, "Hai. I will!" The
younger Shinigami nodded and went out through the open door.

Tsuzuki sighed once again, knowing that he had been saved from his predator
once again tonight. He didn't want to know what would have happened to him if
Muraki had won the game. Well, he could pretty much imagine how the night
would have ended by the way Muraki had pinned him to the wall and planted kisses
along his jaw and neck. Damn, he could still feel Muraki's breath warming his
skin while his lips trailed along his cheeks and down. He almost lost it, he
remembered, he almost lost all his senses in Muraki's touch. He almost gave up
to the gentle, persistent touches and the lustful kisses. Damn him!

But deep inside, he felt a little sorry for the doctor. He was pretty certain
that he would win the game just a couple minutes ago, saying something
about the wait just raising the anticipation. Well, that served him right.

Tsuzuki shook his head as the image of Muraki popped up before his eyes
once again. Maybe losing the game wasn't so bad after all...

Wait, did he just say that out loud?

"You look kinda tired." A female voice startled him, Tsuzuki turned
his head and saw one of the female workers in the casino smiling at him.
Tsuzuki recognized her as the dealer for Muraki and Hisoka's game earlier.

"Ah, hai. I think I'll be needing some fresh air after this..."

The woman chuckled, "You should go up on deck and enjoy the fresh air
there. I'll do your shift for the night, you must be tired." She
winked.

Tsuzuki thought that it was a good idea. Maybe he could snout&out for a
while and go to his room to do the research with Hisoka and Gushoushin
afterwards. That way he would have enough time to sleep tonight and could
forget about all the incidents that had to do with a certain silver-eyed man.

"That's so nice of you, Kazuha san. Maybe I will, thank you so
much."zukizuki smiled and stood up, "Are you sure it's okay?"

Kazuha smiled, "Hai. But it's pretty cold outside so don't forget to
take your jacket though..."

The violet-eyed man smiled and nodded. "Arigatou," he said
sincerely and jogged to the door, waving to the woman before disappearing
through the door.
* * * * *
The woman was right. The deck seemed like the perfect place for him to chill
out. Tsuzuki breathed deeply as the scent of the sea attacked his nostrils,
filling him with only contentment. He almost forgot that there was a murder on
the ship and that he met that crazy doctor again on board. Tsuzuki shivered a
little, realizing that he had forgotten to bring his jacket with him. He felt
rather cold now. He looked up to the moon and his wid widened. The moon that
night was... red...

And that's when he dropped his guard and suddenly strong arms wrapped
themselves around his waist, pulling him until his back pressed against somebody
else's chest. Tsuzuki gasped, knowing who it was. But he didn't get the chance
to speak as the man breathed in his ears.

"What a beautiful night, isn't it Tsuzuki san?"

"Muraki! You've lost!" the Shinigami snapped angrily, trying to
struggle free from the other man's tight embrace. "This is not part of the
agreement!"

"Ssh..." Muraki kissed his jaw delicately and pulled him even
closer, "someone might hear you. You don't want anyone to see us,
right?" The taller man chuckled.

"Let... me... go!" Tsuzuki squirmed but every resistance against
Muraki was futile. He could feel his body spin until he was facing the
silver-haired man now. Looking up he could see Muraki's eye glint with something
of mischief.

This is not good, he thought dimly. Not good at all...

"It's rather cold here, isn't it Tsuzuki san..." Muraki leaned his
forehead onto Tsuzuki's and kissed his nose gently. The Shinigami shivered but
was unable to stop every gesture Muraki made. "Why don't we go to my room
and warm up, ne...?"

Tsuzuki eeped; he couldn't restrain the color that had started to creep up
his face. "I... I won the game! You lost!" Tsuzuki blurted out. Muraki
just chuckled and pulled him closer. Vaguely, Tsuzuki could feel a bulge against
his crotch and his blush deepened.

"Chigau yo, Tsuzuki san. The boy won the game, but he's not here, is
he?" Muraki lifted one eyebrow and smiled maliciously. "And now... I
want you even more..."

The silver-haired man started to kiss his cheeks and down to his jaw. Tsuzuki
shivered slightly but he wasn't cold anymore. And then he realized that Muraki
had covered his body with his long white coat, wrapping their two bodies into
one. "S-Someone might see us..."

Tsuzuki stuttered in his words. "So I guess we have to do it
quick, ne?" Muraki winked and ki him him fully on the lips. Tsuzuki was
startled by the sudden change in Muraki's touch, his mouth moving above his
while one hand moved down to roam Tsuzuki's thigh.

"M-Muraki..." Tsuzuki tried to utter a sound, but Muraki used the
chance to slip his tongue inside, exploring every inch of Tsuzuki's mouth.

The Shinigami gasped in surprise as the hand started to move up and slipped
inside his shirt, stroking the small of his back. But he didn't pull away; he
gave up all thought of running away, not when Muraki started to stroke his
arousal through the fabric of his pants. "Damn you..."uzukuzuki's eyes
shut tightly as he gritted his teeth, "...I hate you, Muraki..."

"That'nny,nny, Tsuzuki san..." Muraki started to undo his tie and
pulled Tsuzuki's shirt slightly until the smooth skin of the Shinigami's
shoulder was exposed for his kisses. "I thought you just started to like
me..." He smiled and planted more kisses along the smooth skin.

Panting, Tsuzuki tried to recover his strength, but his body refused to budge
as Muraki started to lick his jaw once again. And he thought he might have gone
crazy when he threw his head back, exposing his throat for Muraki's kisses. He
heard his own moans in the air, mingled with the sound of the waves, and dimly
he felt his pants being unzipped by Muraki's impatient fingers.

What the--?

Tsuzuki grasped Muraki's arms tightly as the wicked hand found what it was
looking for, taking control of Tsuzuki's already aroused member. The violet-eyed
man lost all the control he thought he had inside himself, clinging to the
taller man, burying his face in the other's chest as Muraki's hand started to
stroke his cock. "B- Bastard..." He hissed softly.

"Like to talk dirty, I see..." Muraki stroked him even faster and
chortled, his tongue wickedly licking his earlobe. Tsuzuki could feel his body
pushed towards the edge of the ship, only the safety bars behind his back
guarding him from falling to the deep sea. He felt his pants fall to the floor
with a soft thud, barely audible.

The Shinigami lifted up his face and his eyes met Muraki's. He looked
almost... sincere, Tsuzuki thought indistinctly. He saw the doctor tilt his face
and lean down. Tsuzuki knew what was going to happen, and for the first time
that night closed his eyes to fully receive Muraki's sweet kisses on his lips.
He parted his lips ever so slowly, his tongue coming out to touch Muraki's.

The silver-haired man sucked his tongue as if he wanted to eat him alive,
nipping it before drawing both of their slick tongues inside his mouth. He
tasted like rose wine, Tsuzuki's mind supplied as he was inside Muraki's mouth.
So sweet and intoxicating, and if you weren't careful it could make you addicted
to it.

Muraki's tongue led his own all over his mouth, introducing him to every inch
of the sweet warmth. And when Tsuzuki thought he would lose his breath for the
kisses, Muraki pulled away.

Tsuzuki's face flushed once again as he saw Muraki start to fumble with his
own pants, removing the belt and unzipping hastily. "I can't wait much
longer, Tsuzuki san..." He smiled evilly and pulled Tsuzuki even closer
until their erections met. The Shinigami gasped with the sudden pleasure. He
didn't know what to do in this kind of situation. Muraki was his enemy for god's
sake. He couldn't just make the first move. Could he?

Hypocrite! You want him too, don't you?! Since the first time you laid
your eyes on him!!

"Don't worry, Tsuzuki san..." Muraki whispered as if reading the
other man's mind, "..I'll do everything for you..." He trailed one
finger to the Shinigami's mouth. Tsuzuki gasped and drew it inside, sucking on
it. He didn't understand why one simple touch such as that could arouse him even
more. His arousal hurt so much it practically begged to be touched. Muraki
didn't help at all by pressing their bodies together with his hand that kept
hold of the coat, protecting him from the cold.

The second finger joined the first and Tsuzuki sucked it greedily, wetting it
with his saliva. "One more..." Muraki gen gently before slipping the
last finger inside. Tsuzuki could only take it with his tongue and do what the
other wanted.

"You might feel hurt a little now," Muraki said, letting go of the
coat. Tsuzuki could feel the cold air of the night brush against his buttocks
and then Muraki's hand was suddenly there, stretching him.

"Ah!" Tsuzuki's eyes snapped open as he felt the other man part his
buttocks gently, teasing at his opening.

"Open for me..." Muraki commanded him and Tsuzuki spread his legs
further, letting the three wet fingers inside him, massaging and oiling him at
the same time. He closed his eyes, clinging to Muraki's arms. He knew if he
didn't, he would fall.

"M-Muraki..." Tsuzuki whimpered as the fingers moving inside and
out of him, teasing him even more. "Muraki...?" His eyes searched
hesitantly for Muraki's.

"I want you to trust me for once, Tsuzuki." The other man said
gently, "...just for this once." With that he lifted Tsuzuki's body and
leaned it against the cold bars on the side of the ship. Tsuzuki gasped in fear
as he felt himself raised to the edge. What if Muraki tried to kill him during
this? That would be very embarrassing!

"W-What are you doing...?" Tsuzuki clung to him tightly, afraid
that Muraki would let go.

Muraki chuckled and held him tight in place. "Don't worry, Tsuzuki
san..." He stepped closer, "...move your legs to my waist... And don't
let go until we're finished..."

Tsuzuki swallowed hard but did it anyway. He felt safer that way, supported
by the cold metal of the bars behind him and Muraki's body. He held more tightly
to Muraki's shoulders, and felt Muraki circle one hand behind to protect him
from the back.

"Are you ready, Tsuzuki san?" The Shinigami whimpered at the
question; it wasn't even a question because he could feel the tip of Muraki's
arousal nudge impatiently in his opening. But he nodded, and felt the large
flesh start to enter him in one swift move.

Muraki gritted his teeth as he felt Tsuzuki's muscles clamped around his
aching cock. It was so tight, just the way he always imagined Tsuzuki would be.
He settled for a long minute to adjust himself to the position.

Tsuzuki bit his bottom lip hard as Muraki was finally inside of him. He could
feel himself being filled completely. And then Muraki's hands supported his
bottom, lifted it up and back down.

"Oh God...!" Tsuzuki could feel the big erect cock inside him move
as Muraki thrust into him along with the movement of his hips. He didn't know if
he could take it anymore. He closed his eyes, tossing his head back and as he
opened his eyes he could only see the red moon staring back at him.

Red... The moon is red... Like the color of blood

The color of pleasure and lust...

The color of hatred and love...

Just like you and me...

You and me, Muraki�

"Tsuzuki..." He could hear Muraki call his name softly, ghostly
tongue licking along the column of his throat, sucking him...

"Muraki..." Tsuzuki breathed and leaned down to kiss the man on the
lips, filled with lust... with trust...

And then he felt it, Muraki's cock twitched inside him, filling him with his
seed, over and over as if it would never stop. Tsuzuki moaned loudly to the
sky as he felt his own orgasm follow not too far behind, his own sweet pleasure
wetting their two sweaty bodies and he clung to the other. He cried on Muraki's
shoulder but his heart felt content once again.

Muraki helped him to climb down and rest on the cold floor of the deck,
putting his pants back and covering him with his white coat. He sat beside him,
gently guiding Tsuzuki's head onto his shoulder. His hand snaked to the
Shinigami's waist, pulling him closer. To his astonishment, Tsuzuki didn't
refuse.

"The moon is beautiful..." Muraki whispered thickly.

"It's creepy." Tsuzuki made a face.

The silver-haired man chuckled and planted a kiss on his forehead. "It's
beautiful just like you, Tsuzuki san..."

Tsuzuki didn't answer. He started to stand up and removed the coat from his
shoulders. "I have to go..." He said softly.

Muraki stood up and took the coat from the other's hand. "Me
too..."

"Good bye... Muraki." Tsuzuki didn't have the courage to look the
other man in the eye. Muraki caught his hand and pulled him closer, planting the
last sweet kiss on his lips before he let go.

"Good bye, Tsuzuki. I'm sure we'll meet again." He smiled.

Tsuzuki looked away from the deep gaze and stared up to the red moon above.
Walking to the door without looking back, he closed the door and went to his
room.
Muraki stood alone on the cold deck, letting the cold wind blow his bangs and
reveal his fake eye that glowed in the dark. He could smell the blood in the
night. He smiled wickedly, thinking about his little 'death' tonight. He
wondered how Tsuzuki would take it...

And the red moon kept shining.
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