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Title: Sometimes
Author: Wearable Bishounen
Rating: R
Summary: Sometimes it’s hard to leave the ones you love. Sometimes you find a new love at the most unexpected times and in unusual places. Sometimes the Pretear can be a male.
Disclaimer: We—authors Lennith and Cheza-chan—do not own Pretear in any way. If we did… well, some of you might not be able to watch the show.
A/N: Urgh… I don’t feel good. I think it’s my chicken alfredo fettuccini with brocolli… or whatever… (waves a hand) But that’s not going to stop Cheza-chan from bringing out the newest chapter of this Pretear fic. Lemons! (rings the bells) From here on out, there are lemons… Enjoy! And uh... if you're sitting behind your computer going... "WTF?!" ... sorry! (runs away)
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Chapter Ten – Confessions
After reporting what had happened to the others, Mannen meandered throughout the inn taking in little as he went. It was hard for him to believe that one boy could stir up so many feelings inside of him: hate, love, worry, concern, and even suicidal and homicidal tendencies. Izumi doesn't like you.
The Ice Knight stopped and lowered his head, his expression shadowed and dark. ‘Maybe he really doesn't,’ he told himself. Turning sharply to punch the wall, his fist stopped a hair's width from Shin's curious face. Mannen smiled slowly and opened his hand, cupping the side of the boy's face.
"Mannen, is something wrong?" His green eyes mirrored the utmost concern.
"Shin," Mannen sighed, slowly leaning forward.
Shin blushed as the older Knight's forehead pressed against his own and closed his eyes as the hand slid down and around his neck. He whimpered against the lips on his own, eagerly parting them. ‘Mannen...’
Mannen pulled the blond against him, slipping his tongue by soft lips instantly meeting the other's. They teased and tasted each other, all feelings new to them.
Shin broke the kiss, though Mannen still nibbled and sucked on his bottom lip, realizing the hall wasn't the best place for them. "There's several more empty rooms at the resort," he stated in a low, suggestive voice close to the Ice Knight's ear. He smiled a smile that made the innocence in him give way to obvious experience.
Mannen mumbled his agreement, feeling more wanton than ever, as his mouth hungrily suckled on the pale flesh of the Plant Knight's neck. Shin reluctantly pulled him away, kissing him quickly, before leading him off the main hall.
"It's a problem," Sasame said firmly, head bowed in concentration. The older Knights were situated in his and Hayate's room to have a meeting. "His fear, wherever it stems from, is hindering his own protection," the Sound Knight continued, looking up to meet three identical hard gazes.
Where it came to his Pretear, especially this one, Goh would always put his desires aside to focus on finding an answer, a reason. "I don't think it's just the Jun boy, or that other guy," he stated, red eyes narrowed, "It would take more than a few school years to scar someone that deeply."
"I know..." Sasame tugged his lip between his teeth, groaning almost inaudibly. "It's not helping any of us if we don't know what happened."
"...Minna." The small, trembling voice drew everyone to the door. A red-eyed Izumi stood there, arms hanging limply at his side and the inn's sleepwear showing how small he himself actually seemed. "Minna..!" he started again, his voice rising a pitch.
Surprising to all, it was Hayate who was there to catch the boy as he fell. He lifted him carefully and wordlessly, and carried him to the middle of the room, placing him on the futon. The Wind Knight stayed kneeling, but moved back, giving Izumi space.
The dark-haired Pretear pulled the sheet up, hugging it to his chest. No one made a motion towards him or any sound. Izumi sniffled, covering his face. "When I was about ten..." he hiccupped, voice muffled.
Goh clenched a fist tightly at his side. The only thing that stopped him from drawing blood was Kei's hand closing around his own. He glanced at the blonde with a restrained fury that was directed to no one in the room, but there nonetheless. Hajime appeared in the room, settling in quietly. His own sea-green eyes held an unreadable emotion.
"I was left with my mom for one day," Izumi continued softly, "Because my father had some important business meeting out of town and he didn’t want to take me with him. One of her clients... He..." His voice broke, tears wetting the sheet held against his face. Nana hadn’t even known about this story. Izumi swallowed hard and took a deep breath. His voice was steadier when he spoke. “He was the one who put the idea in my head that everyone was after my body.”
With his fists tightly clenched, Hayate glared at the floor, his dark blue eyes harder than usual. Even Sasame was allowing signs of anger onto his face.
“He disappeared after that day but reappeared outside once more outside of my junior high school.” Izumi lowered the sheets, staring at the simplistic thread design on it. “Nana had recently died around that time so when I came home looking as though I’d been fighting, he accused me of going through a phase of ‘expressing myself’. I was just trying to protect myself.”
“And when you got to high school?” Sasame interjected, curious as to how long such a behavior lasted.
“No.” Izumi’s chest rose sharply then fell as he exhaled deeply. “He was gone. Left the country was what he told me. But then Jun… And you… I thought I was never going to be free. I’d rather not be like my mother,” he added in a whisper-soft voice.
Sasame nodded understandingly. He glanced around at the other Knights, taking in their final reactions. Kei kissed the palm of Goh's hand, leaning against his side. Goh wrapped an arm around him, sighing. He massaged the blonde's side, comforting himself and Kei.
Izumi stood shakily, putting Hayate back on alert. He regained his balance and smiled at the Wind Knight; an actual smile with no hidden fears or meanings. Hayate gave a small one in return, standing. He made his way over to Sasame’s side, turning his head so his mouth was near the other Knight’s ear. “He’s still pure,” he whispered. “That’s a good sign.”
The Sound Knight nodded absently, recalling the Izumi’s reaction when he’d realized he was in his basement of his own house. ‘He must have hidden down there countless times…’
"I feel better," the dark-haired teen admitted softly, drawing the attention back to himself. "History like mine doesn't go away completely, but I promise to cooperate more often now."
"Take your time," Goh laughed with a grin, hand behind his head.
Izumi nodded and let go of the sheet. "Maybe I should give the springs another chance."
"That’s great—”
"Without you..."
Goh hung his head, sweatdropping at the laughter elicited from the other Knights at the blatant shutout. ‘He's healing. It must've taken a great deal of courage for him to come out and tell us the way he did.’ The Fire Knight smiled, joining in the laughing.
Izumi left the room feeling as if a weight had been lifted from his chest, even smiling a little as he closed the door. ‘They don't hate me and they weren't disgusted... Maybe there's a chance to be friends after all,’ he thought to himself as he turned to walk down the hall. He was a bit startled to see Mannen disappearing around the far corner of the hall, being lead away by Shin.
Izumi's heart gave a peculiar twist, causing his spirits to dampen. "I have to apologize to him later," he mumbled to himself, hesitantly starting towards the springs and cursing his teenage hormones when several methods of apology sprang to mind. "I have to stop hanging around Goh!" he cursed. "Next I'll be calling him ‘Snowflake’ and be constantly surrounded by shoujo-bubbles."
Mannen smirked a little as Shin put up a "do not disturb" sign and closed the door of the room. It was just too convenient; Shin must have reserved the room, which was in the lesser-used western section of the inn to insure a little privacy, as well as a large western-style bed. He moved behind the younger Knight, pulling him close and nibbling at his neck. "You planned this, didn't you, Shin-chan?" he asked breathing against the boy's ear, wanting to feel the raw heat he'd felt kissing Shin in the hall earlier.
The boy gave a short ripple of laughter. "You can't blame a guy for hoping," he answered, guiding the Ice Knight's hands to where he wanted them and gasping as they found their mark.
Mannen ground their bodies closer together, bringing one hand to Shin's lips, which to his surprise closed around his searching fingers. "Shin..." He ghosted his fingers over Shin's cotton yukata and the boy’s mouth sucked on his fingers in echo. "Shin, you like me, don't you?" His voice sounded raw to him, but he couldn't help it. He'd never realized a simple thing like someone sucking his fingers could make such a strong reaction in his body.
The Plant Knight pulled away from his grasp, turning around to face him in his arms. He answered his partner with a long and enthusiastic kiss, reveling in the fact that he was living his fantasy. "I like you, Mannen," he said very seriously, edging the Ice Knight back towards the bed. "And I want you. Now."
Mannen gave a little yelp as he was pushed back on to the mattress, which half bounced him back up. Before he knew what was happening Shin was on top of him, giggling in delight at the springiness of the old bed. "Oh, this will be fun," he said in a low purr, green eyes sparkling as he leaned down to give Mannen another wet kiss.
The Ice Knight blushed darkly, suddenly acutely aware of what all this was leading up to; Shin's warm and eager body cupping against him in a way that it was impossible that his partner couldn't feel the reaction he was having to him. The boy smiled knowingly, rocking his body so that Mannen knew he wasn't the only one enjoying himself. "Shin," he said with a short gasp of combined surprise and pleasure, "I haven't done this before, you know."
"Neither have I, Mannen," Shin answered, blushing darkly. "Though I studied it because I really wanted to be good for you."
Mannen reached up and pulled Shin down to him in answer, kissing him roughly. He slipped his pale hands into the neck of the boy’s yukata, pushing it off his slim shoulders. The Ice Knight sat up partially, running inquisitive fingers over the Plant Knight's chest.
Shin's breath hitched, his body shifting. "Your fingers are cold."
Mannen gave a mischievous smirk. "Oh, are they?" With a little Leafe concentrated on his fingertip he pinched one of Shin's soft nipples.
"M-Mannen!" he shrieked at the cold and then moaned as the Knight latched his mouth over the sensitized flesh and lapped at it.
Encouraged by the reaction, Mannen fumbled with the tie of his lover's yukata. With a giggle, Shin reached down and helped him, untying and pushing open Mannen's as well. The Ice Knight slowed his pace long enough to admire his partner's body. Shin really was beautiful and he told him so, running his hands over the flesh in the worship it demanded. The boy was slender, but with the sheerest layer of the baby-fat that had made him so adorable as a child lending a subtle softness to his now almost adult body.
Shin explored him with similar reverence, tasting and testing the lean strength of Mannen's pale body. The Ice Knight gritted his teeth as Shin's soft hands closed around his hardness. The Plant Knight grinned and swiped a small bottle from the nightstand, squeezing some of its slick contents into his hands and then returning to Mannen's erection.
"Shi-nnn," Mannen grunted, tortured by the coaxing strokes of his lover's hands.
Shin gave a little groan as well, quite aroused by his effect on the Ice Knight. "Stretch me out, Mannen? I want you inside me," he whimpered into the others' ear.
Mannen blushed a bit in hesitation, unsure of what to do at first. Letting Shin continue, he squeezed a bit of lube from the bottle and coated his first two fingers with it. Running a reassuring hand down his lover's back, he gripped his buttocks and gently slid a single finger into him. Shin's eyes widened and his body shuddered as he adjusted to the intrusion, still stroking Mannen as he inquisitively pushed back against the finger.
Mannen smirked and curved his finger, gently stroking in time with Shin's movements, adding another finger when the boy pleaded for more. When he felt he couldn't take any further teasing and neither could Shin, he leaned forward, reversing their positions so that Mannen was on top. "You sure?" he asked breathily.
"Yes, I want you," Shin gasped out wrapping his legs around his lover's body. "Just go slowly and I'll be fine."
Mannen nodded mutely and took a deep breath before positioning himself and gently sliding forward. Shin bit back a groan and squeezed a little with his thighs in encouragement as Mannen very tenderly pushed into his body. It hurt quite a bit and tears stung at his eyes, but his partner kissed them away, stopping until he was ready for more.
Mannen forced himself to remain in utter control for the sake of his virgin partner, but the tight heat of Shin's body nearly drove him mad. They joined bodies slowly, each savoring the other until finally Mannen was in to the hilt. They stayed that way, just breathing a moment, until Shin rippled his muscles around his partner and ordered him to move. Mannen pulled out halfway and drove back in, the mattress bouncing his lover back up to meet him and grinding them even tighter together.
"Shi—t," Mannen groaned, "So good, Shin-chan." He repeated the movement, working up a steady rhythm. Shin writhed in return, mewing in pleasure each time the mattress forced him back up into Mannen's firm body.
"Harder, Mannen," he begged, feeling his orgasm growing close within him. The Ice Knight readily complied, thrusting so hard the bed jerked in time with them. "M-Mannen!" Shin cried out as he released his seed, body tightening unbearably around Mannen.
"Izu—" Mannen almost unintelligibly groaned as he too was caught in climax, jerking his hips quickly a few more strokes before slowing and curling against his lovers warm and sticky body.
Shin caught his lips in a tender kiss, holding one another in the comforting fashion of new lovers. "You better not be thinking of sleeping. I'm not done with you, yet, Mannen-nii," Shin chuckled, rubbing his cheek against Mannen's firm chest.
"Tch, to hell with sleep," Mannen grinned back, trying to ignore the tiny feeling that something was just slightly off kilter. He hugged the smaller boy lovingly, glad that they had shared their first sexual experience with one another.
He hadn't meant to, but he couldn't help it. He'd gone there after the meeting. Tears now ran in rivulets down the Water Knight's face as he stood outside the room where Mannen and Shin were located. The sounds drifted clearly out to him and yet he couldn't bring himself to move.
One of the inn attendants entered the hall and stopped as she noticed the teen. "Are you all right?"
Hajime's head jerked up and he wiped a hand roughly across his face. He tried to smile his reassurance, but new tears just fell. The woman wrapped an arm around his shoulders and led the crying boy away, whispering softly to him. "Your friends," she said after they’d finally stopped walking. The Water Knight looked up and staggered backwards, away from Goh and Kei.
"Hajime!" they yelled but he turned and ran blindly through the inn’s halls, not knowing where he would end up.
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