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Yahnkehy and Tasukigirl78, ya’ll rock the house. Talk about supportive! I found myself hitting refresh (more than
usual) every time I posted a new chapter going “oh man, I hope they like this
one!” <(^o^)> Anon, Kuragari, Yu-chan, thank you all very
much for your encouragement. I’m very,
very glad I wrote something you could enjoy.
^_^
This is it, folks.
Epilogue - Inseparable
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“… an’ then th’ asshole sniffed me! So I bit him! Then Nuriko got all mad an’ dragged me outta the oil store an’
inta this other shop an’ tried ta make me try on a bunch of clothes. When I told him where he could stick all
them fancy threads, he starts strippin’ me in the middle of the fuckin’ store! Him an’ the tailor played ‘dress-up’ with me
fer nearly an hour! An’ then the
bastard makes me carry all th’ new shit back ta the palace myself like gettin’
new clothes was my idea, talkin’ about ‘oh, I’m too delicate to carry
heavy stuff!’ Delicate my ass!! Then as soon as we get back to th’ palace, I
get jumped by Miaka an’ Chiriko an’ they’re pissed ‘cause I took Yui runnin’
with me in Sairou an’ they want a turn, like I’m some kinda horse! An’ then…
Hey! Are you listenin’ ta me?!”
“Yes, I am. Now shut
up. You’re rambling. We’re almost there.” Tamahome guided a blindfolded Tasuki through
the grounds of the palace.
“I have ta ramble,” he grumbled. “Ya ain’t answered me all damn day! Hey, yer not gonna do anything perverted ta me again, are ya?”
“Maybe later. And
only if you behave,” Tamahome laughed.
“Just keep walking. And you
should tell Nuriko ‘thank you,’ by the way.
You look…” he paused to look appreciatively down at Tasuki’s ass tightly
clad in black fabric, searching for an appropriate word. “…edible.”
“Heh. Then why don’t
we go back ta our room an’ you start the feast?”
“Later. I’ve got to
show you something first.”
When Tamahome finally called a halt and let Tasuki take off
the blindfold, they were standing on one of the bridges in the Imperial
Gardens. Delicate paper lanterns were
strung up along the walkway, their soft glow making a beautiful addition to the
starlight reflecting off the water of the wide pond.
Tasuki looked around in wonder. It was… well, it was purely romantic. But Tamahome didn’t do romantic with him. “What’s all ‘a this for, Tama?” he asked
suspiciously.
Tamahome only smiled at him, not quite ready to give up the
game. He moved behind Tasuki and
wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist.
“Look up.”
Confused but willing to play along, Tasuki did so. At that moment, fireworks started going off,
brightening the sky with a colorful display.
::Is there a festival or somethin’ goin’ on?::
“Nope.” ::This is
just for us.::
Tasuki was still royally confused, but if there was one
thing he was good at, it was living in the moment. And he always had loved fireworks. With a sigh, he leaned back, trusting Tamahome to support him,
and just enjoyed the display.
It went on for several minutes. Reds, blues, purples, every color of the rainbow lit the sky
above them and the water below them.
Tasuki had never seen anything quite like it before. He was a little sorry to see the last one
fade into the night sky.
::That was really somethin’.::
::It’s not over yet.::
Tamahome reached into a pocket and pulled out two gold rings,
holding them up for Tasuki to see. Even
in the diffused light of the lanterns, he could easily make out their engraved
characters, ‘yoku’ and ‘oni’ side by side on both of the bands. Bewildered, Tasuki blinked cluelessly down
at them for a moment. “What’re those
for?”
“Miaka said that in her world, when two people get married,
they wear matching rings.”
Tasuki turned around slowly to face Tamahome. “…Married?”
“Mm-hmm. Will you
marry me, Tasuki?”
Tasuki blinked a couple of times before releasing an
exasperated sigh. “Just tell me one
more time that yer sure ‘bout this. Yer
gonna give up everything, goin’ back home, a family, kids, all ‘a that?”
Tamahome shook his head.
“I’m not giving up anything. My
village… there’s nothing left for me there.
And we already talked about the kid thing. Any kids I could have would be mine, not ours, and it’s not worth
it. You’re my family. My home is wherever you are.”
A slow smirk lit the bandit’s face. “Heh.
I still think yer crazy. This
whole thing is crazy. You did all ‘a
this,” he gestured around him, “just ta ask me that? Ya know, you coulda just got me drunk.”
“It had to be special.
Is that a ‘yes’?” Tamahome grinned.
::You know it is, ya mushy bastard.::
::I’m in your head, remember? I know you love this.::
::……Oh, just shut the hell up an’ kiss me already.::
Tamahome gladly obliged, both of them happier than they
could have ever imagined. The trials of
the past few weeks had only served to bring them to this moment, and nothing
else mattered. Their joy resonated back
and forth over their bond, making them laugh helplessly.
At least, it did.
Until the nearby shrubbery rustled and began talking.
“I can’t see over these bushes! Did he say yes?”
“Of course he said yes!
Honestly, like he would have said no after we all went to so much
trouble!”
“Told you he’d like the rings, Yui!”
“Oh please. I’ll bet
he liked the fireworks best!”
“My beautiful gardens lulled him into a sense of peace. If anyone gets credit for their happiness,
it should be me!”
“Hey, is it normal for a person to turn that red, no da?”
“Is big bro really gonna wear a dress?”
“Umm… Guys? For
everyone’s health and safety I’m going to have to insist we relocate
immediately…”
Tasuki froze before growling at Tamahome. “What.
Was. That?”
Tamahome rubbed his head sheepishly. “Weelll, I kinda needed help setting all
this up, and the ‘help’ wanted to stick around to see how things went.”
Completely mortified and angry at being caught acting like
the love-struck teenager he was, Tasuki flushed red to the roots of his
hair. “Anythin’ else I ‘kinda’ need ta
know?!”
“Uhhh, yeah. Funny
you should ask that… Before we left
Sairou, I kinda promised Tokaki an invitation to the wedding–”
“What? We
gotta have a wedding?!”
“Yes!” a helpful voice chimed in from the bushes. “A splendid affair on the steps of the
palace, where all can come and bear witnmph-”
“Shut up! You’re not
helping, your highness!”
Tamahome opted to just go on as if he hadn’t been
interrupted, “–and he said he’d bring a big selection of wedding dresses…”
“Oh, that’s it!”
A furiously blushing Tasuki stalked off angrily toward his room with a
snickering Tamahome following behind.
He paused briefly to shake his fist and holler at the offending
bushes. “I’m goin’ ta get my tessen an’
whoever’s still in there when I get back is gonna get fuckin’ fried!!”
Everyone happily scattered except Miaka and Yui, who looked
at each other with dawning excitement.
“You thinking what I’m thinking about that second wish?”
Yui nodded. “I think
so, and it’s a good idea. We owe those
two. Tamahome’s family…” she stopped,
shaking her head. “It was my fault they
were taken away from him. I think we’ve
got a chance here to give some of it back.”
“Tasuki… I’ve acted pretty rotten to a lot of people since I
got here, but he’s gotten the worst of it.
Some awful things have happened to him, all because I wasn’t
thinking.” Resolved, she clenched her
fist eagerly. “This is something Suzaku
will grant, I’m sure of it!”
“Which one are you going to wish it on?”
Miaka thought for a moment before smiling nastily. “Tasuki, definitely! We owe him a little grief. After all, he did sneak in while our backs
were turned to snake Tamahome away from us both!”
Yui had to laugh at that.
Now that she had gotten to know him, she knew the idea that he’d do
anything that devious was absurd. “All
right, but it’s going to have to happen down the road sometime. And we shouldn’t tell anyone about it
either.”
“Yeah. If we tell
anyone and he finds out, he’ll probably set us both on fire!” The two of them giggled while they snuck
away to plan.
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True to his word, Tasuki marched straight back to their room
and proceeded to toss things everywhere looking for his tessen. Thankfully, Tamahome had anticipated this
very scenario and had the presence of mind to hide the thing. “Where the hell is it!? I swear, if I can’t find it I’m just gonna
start throwin’ people in the river!”
Tasuki was stopped in mid-tirade by arms wrapping around his
waist from behind. Tamahome’s hands
untucked his shirt and slid up underneath to glide over his skin. He moaned and tilted his head to the side
when Tamahome began to place little nibbles and licks along his neck.
“I’m still gonna fry everybody, I’m not gonna forget… what I
was doin’…”
Tamahome chuckled and ran one hand up to tweak a nipple, and
the other down to cup Tasuki’s growing erection through his pants. He inhaled sharply at the attention and
pushed into Tamahome’s hand. “You were
saying?”
“I was… sayin’… What was I sayin’?”
His anger forgotten for the moment, Tasuki let Tamahome turn
him around and topple them onto their bed.
They stripped each other out of their clothes unhurriedly, stopping to
kiss and touch each other whenever the mood struck them, which was often.
Once they were naked, Tamahome lined up their hips and
rocked them together, licking along Tasuki’s lips before deepening the kiss,
letting their tongues duel playfully.
He let the fire between them build slowly, wanting this time to be
different from the hard and fast encounters they usually enjoyed.
Leaving that tempting, talented mouth was a difficult thing,
but Tamahome managed to do it in favor of moving down Tasuki’s body. He licked at Tasuki’s neck, over the
still-sensitive skin of the love bite he’d put there the previous day before
moving down to circle a nipple with his tongue. When it hardened, he moved on to the next one and closed his lips
over it, sucking and licking it to hardness as well. Curious, he closed his teeth over the nub and bit down
lightly. He smiled as Tasuki shouted in
surprise, his hips bucking at the jolt the action sent straight to his groin.
Tamahome grabbed the bottle off the nightstand before
continuing downward again, setting it nearby for later. He bypassed Tasuki’s length for a moment,
instead pressing a kiss to the inside of each thigh before hooking Tasuki’s
knees over his shoulders. Then, he
leaned forward and wrapped his lips around Tasuki’s arousal, wringing a cry
from his lover. His hands clenched in
the sheets nearly hard enough to rip the fabric.
Tamahome worked the shaft in his mouth mercilessly, sliding
down as far as he could go and rising back up, pausing to suck at the sensitive
head or lave his tongue over the column of flesh. He reached over and dipped his fingers into the oil he’d brought
close and slipped one into Tasuki, pumping it back and forth as much as he was
able. Somewhere above him, Tasuki
groaned as all those wonderful sensations began to overwhelm him. “T-Tama, I can’t… Ah!” He was too far gone
to get the words out, but Tamahome understood what he wanted.
::I’ll be inside you soon enough. If you think I’m only going to make you come
once tonight, you’re badly mistaken. I
can taste how close you are. I want
more.::
He crooked his finger, searching for the small nub that
would make Tasuki…
“Oh, fuck!”
His hips jerked in release.
Tamahome swallowed quickly, moaning at the taste of his lover. He rode out Tasuki’s orgasm, concentrating
hard not to let the pleasure washing over their bond carry him away as
well. He continued to tease at his cock,
not giving him time to go soft. The
redhead gasped and squirmed at the stimulation to his over-sensitized
flesh. “Yer gonna kill me, ya know
that?”
Amusement and desire answered him over their bond. ::Death by pleasure. Not a bad way to go.:: Once he was sure of Tasuki’s continued
interest, Tamahome easily worked another finger into Tasuki’s relaxed body, and
a third with only slightly more coaxing.
He scissored them in that tight channel until Tasuki was pushing back
impatiently against those invading digits.
Regretfully, he let the hard shaft slide from his mouth with
a wet pop. He pushed Tasuki’s leg up
and back, pressing a kiss to his inner thigh before crawling back up his
body. He pressed his arousal against
Tasuki’s opening and pushed inside.
They watched each other intently as Tamahome rocked slowly
into Tasuki’s body, each wanting to memorize the other’s expression. A hiss escaped Tasuki’s lips as he was
breached, but it quickly turned into a moan as Tamahome thrust deeply inside of
him.
Shuddering, Tamahome lowered his head to Tasuki’s shoulder,
giving him time to adjust. His sheer
need for this man made it impossible take things slow very often, but he was
damn well going to control himself for tonight, even if it killed him. Feeling the heat of Tasuki’s body clenching
around his eager flesh, he realized it just might.
An arm slipped around Tamahome’s back to hold him close, and
a hand touched his neck and trailed up to his hair, fingers threading into the
strands. After a few moments, Tasuki
shifted his legs, sliding them up Tamahome’s sides to bring him deeper
inside. A whimper escaped Tamahome as
the movement slid him further into his lover’s passage. “Move, Tama,” came the warm sigh into his
ear.
Tamahome obeyed gratefully, rocking back and thrusting
forward. He locked his lips over
Tasuki’s, swallowing his moans as his body was well and thoroughly claimed by
long, slow strokes. While he thrust
leisurely into the heat around him, Tamahome let his hand wander lightly over
Tasuki’s body. The shivers and gasps
his touch drew forth were as addictive as they ever were.
The relaxed state of Tasuki’s muscles from his earlier
orgasm was rapidly fading, and his inner walls clenched deliciously around
Tamahome. Keeping this slow pace was
not going to possible much longer.
He continued to skim his hands over Tasuki’s body, but those
light touches were quickly becoming firmer with each thrust as Tasuki pushed
into his hand, seeking more contact.
Finally, Tasuki groaned and broke away from their kiss. He arched into Tamahome. “I need… more!” he gasped. “Tama, please!”
“Gods, yes…
Anything,” Tamahome breathed.
He reached out over their bond and pushed into Tasuki’s
mind, and it welcomed him the same way his body had. They twined together, love and desire resonating, flowing back
and forth between them. The fact that
Tasuki was completely open to him now made their minds tangle even more deeply
than usual.
Tamahome braced himself on his knees, giving him more
leverage and allowing him to sink fully into his lover’s body. Tasuki’s legs automatically locked around
his back, trying to bring him as close as possible.
Tamahome lifted Tasuki’s hands above his head and held them
there with one hand over his wrists.
His other hand drifted down to grasp Tasuki’s hip tightly as he pulled
almost all the way out and surged forward.
Twin shouts broke loose from both of them as all of
Tamahome’s restraint flew out the window.
He began to drive into Tasuki hard and fast. He changed his angle until he was dragging along his lover’s
prostate with every stroke. Tasuki raised
his hips, meeting his every stroke. He
moaned, nearing his limit as the heat around him became even tighter.
Tamahome grit his teeth, futilely trying to stave off the
inevitable. He watched Tasuki’s face,
trying to burn the image into his mind before it shut down. Liquid gold gazing up at him through
fluttering eyelashes. The flush
staining his cheeks. Full, kiss-swollen
lips parted, panting for breath. It was
too intense. He needed…
::I need you…
Come with me!::
::Touch me. Just…
touch me…::
Tamahome released his grip on Tasuki’s hip to let his hand
glide down the sweat-slick skin to his erection. As soon as his hand closed around his length, Tasuki’s whole body
ignited, shuddering under him and setting them both off. His head flew backward, mouth open in a
silent cry. The tight sheath encasing
him convulsed wildly as Tasuki came over his hand, and Tamahome gladly spent
himself into the hard grip of his lover’s body.
Tamahome fell forward as aftershocks rocked them both. He let go of Tasuki’s wrists and started to
shift his weight off of him, and almost immediately his arms encircled him, not
letting him move. He protested. ::I’ve got to be squashing you.::
::Not yet. I like
this.::
::What could you possibly like about being squashed?::
Tasuki didn’t answer in words. Instead, he let Tamahome slip further into his mind, allowing him
to see how Safe-Protected-Valued-Loved Tamahome being inside him made
him feel.
Gentle amusement answered his thoughts. ::Gods, you’re such a romantic
softie. Next time you flame me, I’m
telling everyone.::
::Oh, shut up, ya perv.
Nobody’d believe ya anyway.::
Tamahome drew away enough to let his softening erection slip
free of Tasuki’s body, chuckling when he growled in annoyance. ::If I don’t do this now, we’re going to
be stuck together in the morning.::
He only moved far enough away to grab a discarded shirt off
the floor to wipe the spilled seed off Tasuki’s stomach. Then he tossed it away and curled up against
his side. He threw a leg over Tasuki’s
and pillowed his head on his shoulder.
The steady thump of Tasuki’s heartbeat was soothing, as was the
knowledge that for the rest of his life, he’d never have to go without it.
Mollified, the bandit gathered him close and pressed a kiss
to Tamahome’s forehead. The tender act
made him smile, and Tasuki felt it against his skin and over their bond. He couldn’t help but answer in kind.
After a while, Tamahome’s thoughts turned inevitably to
their future, and his new life as a bandit.
“Hey, what am I supposed to call you after this when we go to Mt.
Reikaku?”
“Huh? Whaddya mean?”
“Tasuki. Genro. Shun’u.
They’re all you.”
Tasuki just shrugged.
“Shun’u is who I was. Genro’s my
job an’ my life. Tasuki’s who I
am. Call me whatever ya damn well
please; it don’t matter. You know
me. What about you? Tamahome?
Kishuku? Or do ya want a cool
bandit name? How ‘bout ‘Hotshot
Ass-Bandit’?”
Tamahome laughed.
“No thanks. Two names in one
life is good enough for me. I’m
sticking with Tamahome.” He thought for
a moment. “Is Koji really gonna be a
problem, or were you joking about that in Sairou?”
“Nope. Wish I was
jokin’. He’s gonna be all over you ‘til
he figures out yer worth somethin’.”
“Well that’s just great,” Tamahome huffed. “Wait a minute. He was first in line to be leader until you came along. How’d you manage to get him to acknowledge
you as leader?”
“Hmmm… lemme think…
Oh yeah. I threw myself at a
pissed off, three hundred year old, three-headed, six-armed demon, an’ told
Koji ta roast us both with th’ tessen while it was busy killin’ me. He ain’t looked at me the same since. That demon’s dead, but I’d be happy ta hunt
down another one for ya!”
The mental image of a towering skeleton with flames in its
eye sockets holding Tasuki by the throat, arms, and legs was far from
encouraging. “…Uhhh, no thanks. I’m not doing that.”
“Heh. You big
baby. Eh, don’t worry ‘bout it. That problem’s at least three weeks away,
an’ it’ll work out fine. Koji ain’t
stupid; he’ll come around pretty quick.”
“Three weeks. You do
know we’re only a day or so away by horse?”
Tasuki snorted. “I
ain’t goin’ straight back there! I
promised ta go back an’ protect the mountain.
I didn’t promise I’d never go on vacation! We just took out the baddest fucker I ever heard of, an’ we saved
the whole damned country. I ain’t goin’
back to work without a good long rest!”
“A vacation sounds good, but I have no intention of letting
you rest. It took me a long time to
find a decent blindfold. Seems a shame
to only use it once. And I have been
itching to tie you up again…”
“No fuckin’ way. Or
didn’t ya hear me the first time? I
ain’t lettin’ ya tie me up ever again!”
“You won’t ‘let’ me?” Tamahome grinned. “That sounds like a challenge.”
Tamahome could practically hear the smirk in Tasuki’s
voice. “Huh. Guess it does.”
Tasuki frowned, remembering something from earlier. “Hey, do we really have ta have a
weddin’? In front of the whole damned
country?”
“Hmmm… Yes to the
first, no to the second. I have no
intention of sharing you with that many people. But if you want your ring, we’re having a wedding. And you have to show up to get it.”
“Aw, come on Tama!” Tasuki whined.
::It’s important to me.::
Grumble ::…Oh
all right. But if Tokaki really does
bring any damned dresses, I’m lightin’ him up.::
Laughter ::Sounds
fair to me.::
He reached out for Tasuki over their bond. With a happy sigh, his eyes drifted closed
when Tasuki answered him and drew him close.
He missed his family terribly.
But how could he feel lonely when he had this?
::I love you, Tasuki.::
::I love ya too, Tama.
But you’d better not have any perverted dreams tonight.::
::If I do, it’ll be your fault!::
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In the gardens, a brilliant crimson shaft of light appeared
as Miaka made her second wish. Yui, the
only witness to the spectacle, echoed her best friend’s laughter as the air
sparkled with Suzaku’s amusement and approval.
Konan had survived raids from hostile forces, devastating
natural disasters, and vicious attacks from Kutou.
Whether or not it would survive a very male, pregnant bandit
with a foul mouth, bad temper, super speed, and a flame-spewing fan was
anyone’s guess.
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Well, there you have it.
Thank you very much for reading, and I hope you enjoyed the story. ^_^
Eh, I’m sure there’ll be another one of these someday. Can’t leave Tomo and Soi hangin’ forever,
and Koji is my favorite of all the underused characters in the series. ^_~
To Yahnkehy: Wow.
Only one thing I can say to you:
(^o^)/ Much, much love to
ya. My family can attest to the fact
that reading your comments makes me grin like an idiot. ^_^;;
*What?! You mean you
can’t read my mind to see why Tamahome didn’t give him the ring? LOL!
Okay, hope the changes I made clears it up. ^_^
To tasukigirl78: There ya go! Be secure in the knowledge that at some point, Tasuki and
Tamahome will get to stretch their parental muscles with a kid of their
own. (And if Suzaku has any sense of
humor at all, which I’m sure he does, it’ll be a little girl). ^_^
And I’m with ya on the Mits/Tas thing.
It would be weird to read, even weirder to write. I was looking for a different way of looking
at their relationship, and you gave it to me.
Many, many thanks! ^_^
TTFN!
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