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For Friendship, perhaps	By : Larania Category: +S to Z > Tsubasa Views: 6411 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-For Friendship, perhaps
- 2-Uneasy dreams
- 1
- 2
For Friendship, perhaps

Disclaimer: Tsubasa Chronicle does not belong to me and I
make no money from this work of fanfiction at all.

Pairings: Non-canon couple, KuroganexSyaoran, almost
non-con.

Feedback: Please

A/N: This was a bit of brain rot created during work during
slow times. For people who are die hard fans of canon pairings, you probably
won�t like this. It was originally an excuse to get Syaoran and Kurogane to
have sex. Why? Because I think they would look hot together, and I think
Syaoran would make a cute uke. The plot is somewhat contrived, because the main
goal was the sex. Yet I am rather proud of how it went. More A/N at the bottom.

Syaoran
didn�t have time to ask Kurogane what had happened when the group had been
separated.

All he�d had
time to see before the dark ninja was sprawled at his feet was Sakura swinging
a tree branch downwards with all her strength, cracking his skull and making
him drop.

This was
shocking for two reasons: Sakura didn�t attack people willingly, and Kurogane
should have been able to withstand any hit Sakura could have managed.

What was
even more inconceivable was Kurogane scaring Sakura to the point where she had to knock him out-

Then his
arms were full of a bawling Sakura-chan, who looked like she�d seen hell. There
was a lot less of her to hug� And as Fai knelt beside the ninja, he noticed
that he looked exhausted as well.

�Sakura-hime�
what happened?�

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The story
came out in fits and spurts, after Mokona had transported them to another world.
Sitting around a fire, Sakura shivered and told them of being captured.

Since they
had been separated from Mokona, they couldn�t speak to each other, but they had
managed to work things out.

Sakura
never truly understood what their captors wanted- she thought it had something
to do with how they had transported to another world. For whatever reason, they
had tried to interrogate them both.

Kurogane
had taken the worst of it, any physical mistreatment, even letting her have
most of his food. That had gone on for a while, before they were separated-
Sakura speculated that when they were together they were able to bolster each
other enough to cope.

�The
physical hurts we could deal with- but they didn�t want to hurt me, really. Kurogane
just would attack anytime they got close� I set his arm back�� She turned
green. �But they changed tactics. They started using drugs, needles. I would
start babbling� But Kurogane, he started to sweat. For a long time, after they
threw him in my room, he would sit there and sweat, his face all scrunched up.
He would meditate. Then he started refusing all food. I made him eat. They
would give him more needles- and he started breaking his own fingers.�

She hugged
her knees. �I didn�t realize what the needles were doing to him until the day
you came for us. It wasn�t a drug to cause pain.� Her voice dropped. �He was
touching me when I woke up, and then he had a fit, trying to stop himself. He
didn�t see me anymore- it wasn�t him. When you came, the alarm went off, and we
managed to escape when they opened the door to check on us.�

The
princess paused for a long time. �We got out, we ran� and when we stopped, he
gave me a tree branch. I didn�t know what he wanted at first, but then he
couldn�t stop himself and-�

Syaoran and
Fai looked at each other in horror, and Fai�s hand passed over Kurogane�s body.

�I don�t
think he wanted to hurt me� But he couldn�t stop, so I hit him.�

�They used
a drug- and� It�s not leaving his system.� Fai frowned. �It�s also� building
up. It�s� making him very sick. It�s also playing with his mind. If he doesn�t
get some kind of relief soon�� He didn�t want to finish in front of Sakura.

�I should
have let him.�

Both men
froze, and looked at her, sinking in misery. �I should have let him go through
with it-�

�No, he
would have hurt you," started Syaoran, but Fai cut him off.

�If you had
let him, you would have broken him worse than if you�d cracked his skull,
Sakura-chan.� Fai�s words were emphatic. �Kurogane values his control, and the
ones he protects. If he had hurt you, they would have really won.�

Sakura
looked away. �But what do we do now?�

Fai took a
deep breath-

�I�ll stay
with him.�

�Syaoran-kun?�
Both looked at him in surprise. His tone was decisive, and there was a set to
his jaw they were both familiar with.

�He
protected you when I couldn�t,� he said, tone flat. �And� Fai, if it was you�
You know that it would�� Fai went pale and looked away, nodding.

Sakura
didn�t quite get it, but when Fai led her away, she nearly stopped.

�Be safe,
okay?�

�Yes,
Hime-sama.�

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Syaoran�s
heart tried to pound its way from his ribcage. It was one thing to say he was
willing to do this, but another to actually�

He
swallowed hard, and wondered what would happen if he touched Kurogane in his
sleep.

The youth
had once held on to a crush on Seishirou, one that had died when he �killed�
Fai. That was as far as his attraction to the same gender went.

Kurogane�

His eyes
were starting to open, and Syaoran lifted a bowl of water.

�Here,
you�re dehydrated.� It was put to his lips, and to his credit, the ninja didn�t
gulp. Though his eyes were wide that he heard a language he knew.

It just
wasn�t fair�

The ninja�s eyes closed again, and
this time, Syaoran thought he was actually sleeping, instead of just passing
out.

He looked
like hell. Bruised and wiped out and� It wasn�t right for his teacher to look
like that. Kurogane had been a solid, steady base for him since this began.
Gruff, rude� Strong and determined. He remembered seeing the taller man facing
off against Seishirou, dead set on avenging their deaths. He remembered the
ninja testing him on the battlefield, and that the man had been trying to teach
him even then.

His hands
were a mess. Syaoran picked one up; looking at where he�d started to crack them
to hold back using pain. He was filthy from sweat and blood.

�Kurogane-san��

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

He gave
Kurogane water and food a few more times that night, and the ninja seemed to be
staying awake longer and longer. Syaoran took this as a good sign.

Up until he
saw him reaching for Hien.

�Kurogane-san?�
he gasped, kicking his sword away.

�Gaki- give
me that sword,� he mumbled, edging towards it. Syaoran shook his head.

�Kurogane-san��

�Dammit,
brat. If you won�t let me have it- kill me,� he croaked. The youth pulled back,
stricken.

�No.�

�I won�t be
myself for much longer,� Kurogane coughed. Syaoran shook his head.

�There�s
another way.�

�Dammit,
there�s not!�

�There is,�
Syaoran said, firmly, and gripped Kurogane�s shoulders, hefting him upwards and
bracing him. �You can get a bath and- and we�ll talk about it.�

Kurogane
was desperate- Syaoran could see that in his eyes, even as he fought it back.

�I-�

�Kurogane-san�
It will be all right.� I hope. If I don�t get scared.

The moment stretched out, as
Kurogane shuffled painfully along, listening to Syaoran talk. The boy usually
didn�t use his mouth much, but the words were soothing.

�There�s a
waterfall nearby. I thought we could take a bath. You need to wash the blood
off.�

The man�s
body was warm- heat rolled off him. Syaoran noticed that, his stomach flipping
over oddly. Perhaps�

Then a
sudden thought made his stomach plummet. Maybe Kurogane truly did not like men?
If that was the case, then this would be cruel to both of them- even if it was
necessary.

He settled
Kurogane down on a rock near the river, and helped him strip off his clothes-
or what was left of them. They were medical scrubs, a hideous shade of green-
they�d left his armor and cape back at the campsite. The shreds were tossed to
the side.

Kurogane,
who had been tall and rangy before hand, was now rail thin. His golden skin was
pale, with small, raw welts over his arms and ribs� Probably self inflicted.
Yet his injuries did nothing to hide that his body was painfully aroused- from
the obviously hard cock between his legs, to his quick, ragged panting, to his
swollen lips and hooded, glazed eyes. They met Syaoran�s, making him gulp and
look away.

Butterflies
held a riot in his stomach as he shucked his own clothes and hoped that the oil
he�d gotten from Mokona before he�d left- a trade from the Witch, for his
goggles- would be adequate.

Walking
into the water, he shivered violently at the cold and at Kurogane�s eyes,
figuring that the drugs in his system would make him act, and-

He was
right.

Arms
wrapped around his, immobilizing him, and lips whispered harshly into his ear.

�You should
have killed me when you had the chance.� The voice whined, pained.

�I know you
won�t hurt me.� Syaoran said, flatly, though his guts quaked.

�Brat- I�m
going to rape you.� He�d never heard the ninja so close to despair. The arms
tightened around him, and he could feel something very warm and hard poking his
back.

�No, you�re
not.� He kept his voice calm. �I�m willing. You can�t rape a person who wants
you.�

�You don�t.
You love that girl.�

�And you
saved her.� Syaoran�s voice was rough. �You�re my teacher, and my friend. Fai
thought about it, but�� He paused, and he felt Kurogane�s breath catch. �That
would have ruined any chance you two had together. And Sakura� She�s never been
with anyone, she deserves for her first time to be special.�

�What about
you?�

Syaoran
didn�t answer.

The
breathing in his ear lessened, and Kurogane strained. �Run. Kill me now and get
out of here.�

�No.�
Syaoran had made up his mind- and what he made his mind up to do, he did. �I�m
going to help you.� Deliberately he relaxed into Kurogane�s arms, rubbing up
against Kurogane�s erection. �You�re my friend, and you wouldn�t hurt me.� He
choked down encroaching hysteria.

The ninja
shuddered- and his lips brushed Syaoran�s throat. �It will hurt� but� If we�re
careful��

Syaoran
shivered, tilting his head, surprised by how it felt to have Kurogane�s hands
drift down his chest, tweaking his nipples and down his stomach. It was the
first time he�d been touched by anyone but himself. It� it wasn�t bad at all�

Kurogane
went deliberately, if not being exactly gentle. His nails scratched over
Syaoran�s thighs, wrapping one fist around Syaoran�s limp cock and pumping
slightly. Kurogane�s dick pressed harder.

�Oil- I
need to get the oil,� the boy whispered, and Kurogane groaned, releasing
Syaoran for a moment. The teenager staggered over to his clothes, turning back
to see Kurogane sitting in the water, head thrown back and eyes shut in
concentration as he roughly jerked his dick.

His mind
tried to shut down as he stared. The tall ninja�s body was still beautifully
sculpted, his normal scowl transformed with need as he wantonly worked to come.
The memory of his lips and hands came back, and he stumbled over to the
warrior.

�Let me
help,� He said faintly, and covered Kurogane�s erection with his hand, biting
his lip.

It was
almost hot, and throbbing under his hand and his companion grabbed his
shoulders when he touched him. He didn�t resist when Kurogane pulled him close,
his lips finding Syaoran�s neck again.

Kurogane
came quickly, sticky seed hitting Syaoran�s belly and ribs- though his erection
refused to go down. The only difference was that his eyes were clearer.

�Syaoran,�
he was hoarse, but not growling� And Syaoran moaned when Kurogane pulled him
close to straddle his lap, rubbing their erections together.

It took the
youth a moment to realize that Kurogane had said his name, instead of calling him a brat. He was quickly distracted as
Kurogane humped against him.

His mind
flashed to what he�d always imagined, in the dark of the night. Of sweeping
Sakura off her feet and taking her away to some tower, where they could consummate
their relationship on silk sheets in a room full of roses.

He didn�t
think he�d ever be with a man, let alone Kurogane, who fondled his dick with
his rough hands, jerking him off and bringing him to quick, sudden release. He
pulled back, thinking they would be done- then was crushed to Kurogane�s chest.

Surprised,
he struggled as Kurogane�s lips went back to his throat, mind blank but afraid-

Then he
shrieked, as the ninja nipped him, quick and hard. The pain was brief and
stinging, and need went straight to his groin. His muscles relaxed, draping him
over the taller man.

�Ah- oh��
The ninja�s tongue was caressing the small wound, sending weird tingles down
Syaoran�s spine. He�d already submitted� but this�

Kurogane�s
hands worked downwards, finding his small puckered hole, touching and teasing.
Syaoran flushed, and he fumbled for the bottle of oil.

�Here,� he whispered
his head against Kurogane�s shoulder. He smelled good, part of him thought. It
was nice� not to have to fight�

He inhaled
sharply, feeling an oil slick finger start inside him, making him tense again.
The sharp feeling of teeth on his throat again forced him to relax, and he was
rewarded with more soft licks against the skin there.

It felt
good- even the discomfort of having a thick finger forcing itself inside his
body, making him spasm. Syaoran brought his arms up and around the ninja,
fingers digging into his back.

�Easy. It
won�t hurt long.�

Syaoran
grunted, inhaling� and let his own tongue flick out over Kurogane�s skin. Salty�
wild� His conscious mind slipped away and he nuzzled the taller man.

The sting
turned into a burn as Kurogane added another finger, scissoring them.

�Kurogane-san-�

�Shh.� The
older man pressed his lips against Syaoran�s pulse, and hooked his fingers.
Syaoran squirmed, his eyes going huge as Kurogane�s digits found his prostate.

�Kurogane-san!�
He threw his head back, gulping for air. The ninja smiled, almost sweetly, as
he continued to tease the boy, laying him down over the pebbles. Syaoran took a
deep breath, and opened his legs for him.

He watched
Kurogane loom over him, pressing against his groin for a moment, and then
Syaoran felt the head of his penis at his entrance, pressing in.

Syaoran
couldn�t breathe as he was filled, clutching at Kurogane�s shoulders and
gritting his teeth.

He could
see Kurogane losing what was left of his control as he firmly thrust the rest
of the way in, and pulled back quickly. Syaoran whimpered, closing his eyes-
and squeaked as Kurogane�s erection stabbed his sweet spot- several times.

�Kurogane-san,�
he whispered, looking up at the ninja, who cracked a strained smile, and
reached down to touch his erection.

�AH!�

Syaoran
came, again, and went limp as Kurogane pounded inside him. Their flesh slapped,
the sound filling the air for a few moments before he felt warmth flood his
insides as Kurogane came as well.

They were
still for a moment, as Kurogane pulled out of him, and sat back on his knees,
tugging Syaoran with him. The two men stared at each other-

Syaoran
started laughing- Kurogane was still rigid, but he was calm now- no longer
sweating and wheezing. �How much drug did they give you?� he felt almost
hysterical. Then he shuddered, thinking what would have happened if he had given in and attacked Sakura.

�I don�t
know,� Kurogane answered, exhaling. He looked all but broken as well. �And-
Syaoran-�

Syaoran
shook his head. �You did all you could� and I�m glad I could help.� Reaching
out, he felt his stomach flop again. �And it�� His cheeks developed a definite
stain of red. �It was okay. I had heard it could be very bad�� His voice was
nearly inaudible. �The first time.�

Kurogane
didn�t answer, but instead dragged Syaoran to him again, wrapping his arms
around his shoulders and just holding him. The boy was unused to such
affection- especially from the ninja. Then again, he could only imagine what
had been going through his mind.

The touch
this time was gentler� Syaoran sighed, relaxing into it. Fingers glided over
his skin, and he blinked in surprise as Kurogane shifted him in his lap, his
cock pressing against Syaoran�s entrance again. Exhaling, Syaoran sat onto it.

It didn�t
hurt- Syaoran was still stretched and slick from the last time, and all he felt
was warmth and fullness. It was almost comforting, as Kurogane moved inside
him, leaning down to suck and nibble Syaoran�s neck and shoulders a bit more,
his thumb running over the head of his cock.

This time
Syaoran felt the butterflies in his stomach fade, his mind absorbing the
sensations: the feeling of sweat slicked skin sliding against his, muscles
flexing and bunching, hot breath on his ear. His own pulse still pounded, and
he could feel Kurogane�s beat in his chest. Pleasure concentrated itself
between his legs again, but Kurogane seemed to be content to draw this one out,
slowing his movements, enjoying the feeling of their bodies melding together.

It felt
deliciously sweet to give himself up so thoroughly to someone else. To have
someone filling him up, taking control, claiming him in a way Sakura-hime had
never been able. Syaoran groaned; the next thrust was hard against his sweet
spot.

�Kuro-san,�
he whined, lolling his head against the older man�s chest, holding on to his
arms. The ninja groaned as his hands rolled the boy�s balls, then slid up and
down his erection.

It was
exquisite, as their bodies arched together, and Syaoran came for the third
time. It crept over him warm and slow, before making him twitch and moan as his
seed shot into the water around them. He could feel the hard body around him
and in him strain, speeding up just a bit more, but drawing out the coupling as
long as he could. Syaoran lifted Kurogane�s hand to his mouth, nuzzling the
palm- and a moment later he felt Kurogane come inside him again.

They held
still for a long while, panting, just enjoying the fuzzy warmth that seemed to
float in the air. The cock inside Syaoran was softening, and he could sense
Kurogane relax completely. The boy sighed, eyes fluttering open and shut.

�Oi� we
better get to camp before we fall asleep,� Kurogane breathed, though he had yet
to budge. Syaoran nodded, and with a bit of help, managed to stand. Though it
was easier said than done; his legs trembled under him as he stood in the
stream and rinsed off.

Kurogane
was looking better, despite the half healed injuries- and he didn�t have the
problem of a reamed ass. Syaoran blushed as he looked at Kurogane, who was
splashing himself to rinse off the evidence of their�

Exertions?
Syaoran didn�t really know what to call it. It could have been fucking, but that last time was more like� Well,
fucking was probably the word for it.

He didn�t
want to think much further than that. His own participation was kept to a
minimum� And Kurogane had not even kissed him�

�Let�s go,�
he heard his teacher grunt, and Syaoran jumped- wincing in discomfort and
nearly falling forward. Only nearly- Kurogane caught him and steadied him
before he could actually smack into the water.

There was a
bit of a problem when they got to the shore- Kurogane obviously didn�t want to
put back on the clothes he�d worn while imprisoned- so Syaoran offered his
cloak. Slinging it around his hips, Kurogane was a bit awkward, but at least he
was partially covered, and�

Syaoran
couldn�t stop blushing. He didn�t know why, because all they�d done was�

Have sex.

Three
times- well, two, considering the first was a hand job�

Well, okay,
he knew why he was blushing.

He was in
love with Sakura-hime- of that, he had no doubt. But what he felt for Kurogane
was confusing and-

�Syaoran.�
Stopping, the boy blinked and looked around. They were back at their small
camp.

Before they
had left, Fai and Sakura had helped him set up a small shelter and fire pit,
and they�d gotten some basic supplies, like water and food. The two had left
for a near by village� but they�d all agreed it was best if the �puppy duo�
were to stay out there.

The fire
had gone out. Sighing, Syaoran knelt, and winced as his abused muscles
protested the movements. He ached- not badly- all over, and in some placed he�d
never imagined could hurt.

While he
worked to restart the fire, he could feel Kurogane�s eyes on him again, and he
had to wonder what was in his mind. Both were people who could enjoy a
comfortable silence, and unnecessary talk was something neither missed. Yet he
wished he could understand what was going on behind those red eyes.

Night
started to fall, and the flames danced, inviting the shadows to dance as well.
The two men sat on opposite sides of the fire, and Syaoran blinked when he noticed
the small bottle of oil placed next to the blaze. Kurogane was drinking some
soup, watching the distance� dressed in his pants and nothing else.

Syaoran saw
he was out of water, reached for it, and winced as his muscles argued over the
movement.

�Syaoran.�
The sound of his name made him jump. It still felt odd to be called by his
name�

�Come over
her.� The ninja nodded to his cloak, which was spread out over a bed of leaves.
Syaoran�s eyes widened.

�Again?� he
asked, and to his embarrassment his voice ended in a squeak. The ninja grunted.

�No. You�re
sore-� He could see a faint line of red in the dim light, over the ninja�s
cheeks. �I was going to give you a back rub.�

Syaoran
blinked a moment� and he realized that the ninja was offering to help. To his
chagrin, it occurred to him that Kurogane was grateful to him, but was also
embarrassed, and� It wasn�t like he could come out and say thank you�

Sitting,
Syaoran turned away from him, and pulled his shirt over his head, staring out
into the darkness. Embarrassment was again his plight as he felt Kurogane push
him forward, to lay flat on the cloak, tugging off his pants, leaving him in
nothing but his boxers.

Burying his
face in his arms, he tried to ease his breathing as Kurogane dribbled some oil
over his back, making him flinch despite its warmth.

Syaoran
closed his eyes, telling himself that his was just a massage. Especially when Kurogane straddled his legs and his
large hands began to knead away the soreness.

Well, his
back wasn�t that sore- however, it was tense, and Kurogane was fairly good at
finding the knots and rubbing them away.

�Where did
you learn this?� Syaoran asked carelessly, eyes half shut. The hands on his
back paused, and Syaoran wondered if he shouldn�t have inquired. There were a
lot of things about the ninja he didn�t ask about�

�A lot of
places- in training, from healers� From others�� Syaoran inhaled.

�I�m
sorry.�

�For what?�
The ninja�s tone was confused, and then he grunted. �It�s was a long time ago.
The person who taught me has long since been eaten.�

There was
more to it, Syaoran could sense, but he didn�t know if he wanted to pry more�
not when Kurogane had gone down past his ribs, and moved his weight off his
legs. His hands avoided Syaoran�s ass, but he didn�t avoid his thighs. The boy
felt his face go red, and was grateful he was on his front� because he had
rested enough for his groin to stir.

A shudder
made his body twitch- he didn�t have any reason to feel like this-

- Well,
okay, he did. A ruggedly handsome man, who tended to be blood thirsty and harsh,
was firmly kneading out the tension in his body, his touch uncharacteristically
tender. A very masculine, very dominant, very strong� man� whose fingers were
skilled and powerful and touching him like�

Syaoran was
blushing hotly.

Yet he
wasn�t responding to the need of someone else- he was feeling his own. His body
was humming, lapping up the attention that Kurogane had seen fit to lavish on
him.

�Are you
okay?� Syaoran asked, voice muffled and distracted by how close those
sand-paper hands were to his ass again, and the memories of those fingers being
inside his ass.

Kurogane
didn�t answer immediately.

�Ah� I�ll
survive.�

�But you
aren�t all right. This was worse than torture for you,� Syaoran replied,
feeling little shivers run through him, subconsciously willing the ninja to
roll him over and touch him some place else. �You controlled yourself long
enough to escape.�

Why did it
hurt, that thought? He knew the only reason they�d been� doing that, was
because Kurogane was being driven to it. Syaoran also had noticed the fledgling
almost-relationship that had started between the ninja and the mage. He adored
his princess�

He was so
confused.

�I could
have hurt you badly.�

Syaoran�s
breath caught in his throat.

�I�m glad
you weren�t.�

Syaoran
shivered. �I�m glad you�re back to normal� and thank you for protecting
Sakura-hime.�

Kurogane
exhaled, almost sighing� His hands had yet to leave Syaoran�s body, but when
they did, the boy was reluctant to move.

�I�m sorry
if this is an odd question,� Syaoran heard him own voice say, and wondered if
he was possessed. �But�Why didn�t you kiss me?�

Silence,
and then he heard Kurogane shift his weight.

�I thought
you would want to save that for the princess.�

Feeling he
truly had to be possessed now, Syaoran sat up, folding his arms over his lap to
keep Kurogane from noticing that he was half hard. �I think I need the
practice.�

The ninja
was truly startled. He could tell from the totally blank expression, and the
way his eyes were wide, open, and completely readable. �Syaoran��

He smiled
nervously, and the ninja looked away. For a moment, Syaoran believed that he�d
gone too far, that he�d crossed the final line�

Then
Kurogane took the oil again, and poured a little on his hands. �Lay on your
back.�

�Huh?� He
rested on his elbows, baffled, as the ninja approached, looming over him- and
putting his slippery fingers on Syaoran�s shoulders. Syaoran inhaled- it was
fairly obvious to anyone now that he was aroused, but Kurogane pretended not to
notice. Straddling his legs again, Kurogane trailed his hands down Syaoran�s
front, finding his nipples and stroking them.

This time,
he was gentle. It was hard to
believe, as Kurogane�s fingers worked over his form, that such a large man
could be that gentle. Or that it was even Kurogane with him.

Syaoran�s
head fell backwards, his arms giving out, but he was caught before he could
fall, and he looked up at his lover.

Lover. How
odd that word sounded�

The red eyes
that had always weighed and measured him were warm now- lusty as well, but
Syaoran could barely imagine his own face right then. They were no longer
hiding what Syaoran had long hoped to see- respect, friendship, and wry
affection. His head dipped, and Syaoran�s lips were caught, pressed against
firmly. Sensations registered in the boy�s mind: Kurogane tasted vaguely like
the soup from supper, his lips were softer than they looked, and he felt very,
very weak.

It was over
a second later, leaving Syaoran stunned� And he tentatively reached out to pull
Kurogane to him again, one hand on his face. The next kiss was more forceful
when Kurogane licked his lips, parting them and his tongue explored, finding
Syaoran�s tongue and caressing slowly.

�So what are
we doing now?� Kurogane asked, after a moment, letting his hands wander down
Syaoran�s body. The boy mewed faintly, eyes closed.

�I don�t
know��

�I think
most of the drug is out of my system,� he heard. �I�ll be okay if you want to
stop.�

Syaoran shook
his head. �I don�t want to stop.�

The next
words were faint, growled next to his ears. �What do you want?�

Syaoran
shuddered, and rested his head on Kurogane�s shoulder. �I want� to have you
fuck me��

Kurogane sighed,
and Syaoran mewed, as his long tongue started laving the small marks left there
from earlier. �I don�t want to just fuck you.�

A beat
passed, and Syaoran opened his eyes, breath hitching in his chest.

�I�ll make
love to you� As a teacher, and as a friend.� His tone was decisive. �You deserve
more than just a fuck.�

Syaoran�s
breathing eased, and thinking was put aside when Kurogane kissed him again,
pressing him back into the cloak.

His arms
wound their way around Kurogane�s neck, combing through his hair briefly to
trace over his shoulders, caressing his back, feeling the bumps of his spine. Under
his fingers he could feel ridges of scar tissue, evidence of a rough life� He
could also smell him, like musk and leather. Kurogane�s hands were on his
erection, hardening him fully, and he could feel Kurogane�s arousal against his
leg.

What was
left of their clothes did not last long- Syaoran�s boxers and Kurogane�s pants
were thrown off to the side with a faint laugh, surprising the boy. He was
seeing a side of the ninja normally kept hidden.

Eagerly he
touched back, tossing aside confusion and any feelings of guilt, just enjoying
the moment as they explored each other�s bodies. He gasped as his neck and
shoulders were nipped and sucked, and he discovered the ninja enjoyed someone
touching the palms of his hands, kissing his wrists.

The ninja
used a little more oil on his fingers, probing between Syaoran�s legs and
finding his opening again. The boy welcomed the invasion, the discomfort almost
non-existent. He was flushed and relaxed as the fingers worked to prepare him
again. He almost missed them when they withdrew� But he was looking forward to
what came after.

Kurogane
positioned himself over Syaoran, pressing slowly inside, and pausing, giving
him time to adjust.

Syaoran
purred faintly, as the older man moved slowly at first, then faster, and
Syaoran wrapped his legs around his waist to pull him closer.

Gritting
his teeth, he reached down to grab his cock- and it was moved, Kurogane taking
over and pumping him, in time with his thrusts. Shifting, Kurogane altered the
angle of his movements�

�Ah!�

Instead of
hitting his sweet spot, now he was constantly stroking it. Syaoran groaned.

�Kurogane-san�
Hmmm� a little- a little more� mmm��

The ninja
laughed again, his pace constant, before leaning down next to Syaoran�s ear.
�Come for me,� he ordered, and nipped his neck again.

�Nn! Ahhh!�
He shrieked, coming hard, his body squeezing the flesh inside, and with a deep
growl, Kurogane followed him, his grip on Syaoran just shy of painful.

The fire
popped loudly as Syaoran panted, attempting to regain his composure� Though the
faint kiss didn�t help calm him any. Opening his eyes, he reluctantly dropped
his legs from Kurogane�s waist, and the ninja slowly pulled away.

Syaoran
shivered hard, before he realized that Kurogane wasn�t leaving- he just shifted
to the side, pulling Syaoran to his chest, awkwardly holding him.

For some
reason this was an immense relief. It flooded him so forcefully that�

� He didn�t
even notice�

�
He was falling�

�asleep�

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Morning was
clear and cool, the fire little more than smoldering embers as Syaoran woke.

He let
himself indulge in more non-thinking, just feeling before the worries of their
journey tried to crush him again.

There were
a few ambitious birds out, calling to one another, and he could feel deep, even
breathing and a steady slow heart beat next to his ear.

His human
pillow was hardly an easy person to cuddle- he was all hard planes and edges,
but he was still giving off warmth like a furnace. Syaoran�s body ached, but in
an oh-so-pleasant way. He reveled in the feeling of having someone strong
holding him, for once. He barely noticed the hand in his hair, or the eyes that
had been watching him wake up.

�You don�t
relax very often.� The voice rumbled from the chest he was lying on.

�Neither do
you.� Not thinking meant you could say pretty much anything.

�Hm. Most
of the time.�

�Fai must
drive you crazy.�

�Hm.�

�I think
he�s in love with you, you know.� Syaoran wondered why he was bringing this up.
Maybe because he knew there was a side to Kurogane that he hid very carefully.

�I don�t
know why.�

�You�re
honest, and you�re strong, and you make him stand on his own.�

Maybe he
was bringing this up because he realized Kurogane really could love, and he
needed a little help.

�He�s
crazy.�

Syaoran
felt a smile pass over his lips. �He acts like he does� because he�s afraid,
and he�s lonely. I don�t think he realizes what he feels is love.�

Silenced
reined for quite a while, both of them watching the dying fire and trying to
hold on to something they knew they would soon lose.

�We have to
go eventually.� It was, predictably, Kurogane who said that.

�I know. I
just� want to be able to remember.�

Syaoran closed
his eyes, and fingers traced over his nose and cheek and jaw.

�You�ll have better things to remember later.�

�Maybe� But nothing ever the same.�

He couldn�t quite put it into
words, what he felt for the dark warrior. Admiration for a teacher, closeness
of a friend and brother, and-

-okay, now he was always going to
feel some lust, too. That couldn�t be avoided. Not when the older man was just
damn sexy.

Yet they were both meant to be with
other people, and this was just a brief moment.

Getting up, the two headed back to
the waterfall and stream, washing away the mess they had made. Syaoran touched
his neck briefly; fingers covering the rather large love bite there, before he
pulled his shirt over his frame.

Again they avoided each other�s
eyes, but he thought he could sense relief from Kurogane as donned his leather
armor, pants and cloak once more. His headgear he left off for a little while
longer.

The campsite they cleaned in
silence, burying the fire and any leavings, before heading back towards the
town. They were careful to keep a slow pace, as Kurogane�s injuries were still
bad, but�

Their steps became slower as they
approached, and when they could see the small village, but were still out of
view, Kurogane stopped.

�Syaoran," he reached out his
hand and tugged the boy to his chest, hugging him like he might break.

Syaoran�s eyes widened then closed,
and he swallowed. His arms crept around Kurogane�s waist. They couldn�t say
much more- because a goodbye would be ridiculous, but it was like they were
killing something precious before it could be born.

Then it had to die quickly- because
Syaoran knew he couldn�t let this continue, and so did his lover. They let go,
and walked onwards.

�Syaoran-kun!� They heard someone
call, and turned, to see the princess barreling to them full tilt with Mokona
in her arms. Fai was behind them, smiling painfully, because unlike Sakura, he
could tell that something was different.

Then Fai
was standing next to Kurogane, and the princess was in his arms, and all was right
with the world.

He could
almost believe it.

The End.

A/N: About all the smut: I wanted to go from where it
started as stress relief, then a friendly fuck, to good sex� to making love.
Syaoran started out doing this, because he believed if Fai had stayed, and
Kurogane had hurt him, that would have ruined any chance they would have had
together� And it�s pretty obvious why Sakura wouldn�t have done it. Does she
really even remember what sex is at this point? I have no clue.

I�ll also
admit to being more than a little inspired by �Female Fianc�e�s Fun�, where in
Akane ingested a drug, went to Ukyou for help and wound up having sex. Similar
idea. I just hope the author of the story, should said person read this, will
not be offended.

If anyone
is interested in a sequel, from Kurogane�s POV, let me know and I�ll give it a
shot. Cause� well, if I was to continue it I�d do something totally insane and
go mpreg.
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