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Monsters	By : Macx Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General Views: 2644 -:- 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-Monsters
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
- 7-part 7
- 8-part 8
- 9-part 9
- 10-part 10
- 11-part 11
- 12-part 12
- 13-part 13
- 14-part 14
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The lab was sparkling clean. Every surface had been wiped down
and clutter had been removed. The shelves were in perfect order, as were
all cupboards and other storage facilities. The computer screen was free
of dust, the keyboard looked like new, and all CDs had been labeled and
stacked in clear order, precise and by numbers. The old potted plants had
either been thrown away because they had died a long time ago, or moved
to a sunnier place. The sunscreen of the window was pulled partially down
and the windows behind it were squeaky clean. Everything looked like new.
Watari smiled widely as he took in his lab, proud like a new parent.
He pushed a stubborn strand of hair out of his face, smearing dirt into
the blond mane in the process. He looked as dirty as the lab had been,
but he didn't care. He was simply proud.
Glancing at a box that contained an assortment of odd things, he walked
over and went through them. There were flasks, boxes and containers ranging
from small to medium-sized. All unlabeled. He had absolutely no idea what
was in those containers, but he would find out.
An hour later he had two neat stacks. One was made up of tea and instant
coffee of all flavors, the rest of Things To Be Tested. Those he couldn't
identify by smell or taste alone.
Something fluttered and a tiny owl landed on the unlabeled containers,
hooting softly. Large, orange eyes looked critically at him.
"Yeah, I know, I'm dirty," Watari laughed. "I'll take a shower later.
First, let's have some tea." He rummaged through the newly found tea boxes.
"This looks good. How about �Green Surprise', hm, 003?"
The owl hooted again, shuffling over to peek at the box.
Watari heated some water and poured it over a tea egg that he had filled
with the Green Surprise tea. The door to the lab opened and he looked up,
smiling at his visitor.
"Hello, Tatsumi."
Tatsumi stopped in the doorway, eyes widening behind his glasses, and
he was close to gaping.
"What happened here?" he blurted.
Watari's smile grew. "I cleaned. Looks great, hm?"
"What bit you to clean your lab?"
"You make it sound like I'm a slob," the blond muttered with a mock
pout.
"I wouldn't call you a slob, just a bit... chaotic."
"All geniuses are chaotic," Watari explained, grinning. "A genius is
the master of chaos."
"I see. So... you cleaned up why?"
"I felt like it."
"Ah."
Watari shuffled a little and coughed under the blue gaze that seemed
to penetrate his mind. "I....errr... couldn't find something, so... I decided,
well... I cleaned up."
"Master of chaos, hm?" came the mild taunt.
Watari refrained from sticking out his tongue. He just grimaced. "So...
why are you here?"
"I passed by outside," was the vague answer.
Watari smirked. "Uh-huh."
It wasn't like his lab was the center of everything. He was slightly
out of the way. So for Tatsumi to pass by, he must have planned to come
here.
He walked over to the other shikigami and leaned forward, golden eyes
sparkling. "I like visitors," he purred and placed a gentle kiss on Tatsumi's
lips.
The kiss was answered and he closed the last distance, both men melting
together in a tender display of affection.
"I thought we wouldn't do something like this at work," Watari murmured.
"Not that I'm complaining, mind you..."
"You never do."
He grinned. "Nope."
Tatsumi stepped back and looked around, smiling. "Looks nice. Everything
does." His eyes were on Watari again.
The blond had the decency to blush a little.
Tatsumi caught sight of the steaming mug and picked it up, sniffing
at it. "New tea?"
"No idea. I found it among the clutter. I'm still trying to ID most
of the stuff, but we have some very nice tea and coffee additions now."
Tatsumi tried the tea and his eyebrows rose. "Tastes good. Lemony."
Watari wasn't put out by his lover's choice of drinking his tea. He
had more of it and Tatsumi was such a workaholic that having him here,
sharing his tea, was a wonderful occasion.
"You working late?" he teased as Tatsumi savored the tea.
"I wasn't planning to."
"Dinner?" Watari wanted to know, putting a hopeful note into his tone.
Tatsumi chuckled. "Who's cooking?"
"Well, I was thinking along the lines of going out... I know this fabulous
little place in Nagasaki..."
The Shadow Master smiled more. "Your treat."
Watari beamed. "Eight?"
"I'll pick you up."
It was what he loved about Tatsumi, Watari thought. That and so much
more. Despite being a work animal, someone who usually didn't leave the
office before eight, he was flexible. He could be very flexible, part of
him reminded the blond. Oh yeah...
Heat coiled in his stomach and anticipation rose. He wanted more than
dinner, but food was a good entrée.
Smiling at his lover, he grabbed the tie and pulled the man close, kissing
him soundly. "Eight it is. Now, shoo! I need to work or the boss will reprimand
me."
Blue eyes smiled at him even as the face was set into familiar, stern
lines. Tatsumi left the lab, mug still in hand, and Watari turned to look
over his little kingdom. He still had a few things to test and label, so
he better got to it. He had a date to keep.
° ° °
It was an hour after Tatsumi had left that the door to the lab opened
again and Watari found himself facing the man he had a date with for tonight.
A visit twice in one day? Now that was a first. So this was either something
official or... or...
He frowned.
He could only think of official reasons.
"Tatsumi, what...?"
He was cut off by a mouth crushing down on his, by a tall, muscular
body pushing him back against the lab table, hands roaming over his body.
Watari gasped, which gave the invader a good chance to enter his mouth,
and he groaned into the rough, wild kiss.
Blue eyes burned with emotions, flaring behind the thin glasses. Watari
was pushed onto the table and he fell back, wide-eyed. He had never seen
Tatsumi like this... this intense, this...
By the powers, he groaned to himself as those hands began to get rid
of his clothes. Skin was exposed, stroked, caressed, kissed and lightly
bitten. A harder bite was delivered to his neck and he whimpered as the
sensation went straight to his groin.
"Seii..."
He didn't know what had triggered this. He had never experienced this
side of his usually so controlled lover, someone who wouldn't let go of
this control outside the bedroom or anywhere else that was completely private.
Okay, so it had been his secret fantasy to have wild, unrestrained sex
with the man in his lab, but hell, how had Tatsumi known? Something else,
a fleeting feeling of uneasiness, something like a dark foreboding, raised
its ugly head, but Watari pushed it down.
You were so easy, Yutaka ...
That last thought fled him as the other man stroked over him and
then all Watari could do was feel.
°
Harsh breathing filled the otherwise silent room and Watari groaned
a little as he moved. He felt Tatsumi's weight on him, his breath against
his shoulder, and he delivered a little kiss to the sweaty skin.
"Seii..." he whispered. "I love you and all, but this is getting a bit
less than comfy."
Blue eyes filled his vision, dazed blue eyes. Tatsumi blinked, then
slowly raised himself off the prone body. Watari watched as disbelief and
then mortification chased each other over the handsome planes.
"'Taka... what...? Enma's name!"
Tatsumi pushed himself all the way off, embarrassment coloring his voice
and his face. He was actually blushing.
It looked cute, Watari decided as he sat up as well, thanking the Powers
that shinigami healed fast. The pain of having someone fuck the living
daylights out of you on a hard surface was already fading. As well as assorted
other aches.
"I... �Taka, I... I'm sorry," Tatsumi blurted.
"What for? For throwing me over the lab table and having your wicked
way with me? Or for waiting so damn long to do it?"
... You were so easy, Yutaka ...
Oh, shuddup.
Blue eyes blinked again. "Yutaka?"
He grinned. "Granted, it was a surprise, but hey... it was good." He
dropped his voice at the last three words, which made Tatsumi blush even
more.
... you liked those games...
No, I don't. But I love you, Seii.
"I don't know what came over me..."
Watari reached for his lover and partner, curling a hand around the
warm neck. "Seii, it's okay to let go once in a while. I didn't protest.
It felt good. Did it feel good for you?"
Tatsumi bit his lower lip, then nodded hesitantly. It drew a brilliant
smile out of the blond.
"See? You needed it. And you broke your own rules in the process. Cool."
A dry chuckle. "Only you, �Taka."
Watari slipped off the table and glanced at the clock. It was close
to five and officially they could go home now. Office hours were over.
"How about we call it a day, get home, shower... and then proceed with
our plans? I'm feeling slightly hungry."
Tatsumi's expression shifted a little, then he nodded. "I'll... I'll
meet you at home."
"Great. See you, Seii." He kissed him again, a parting gift. "Don't
be late."
Watari watched his lover leave the lab as he closed his slightly ripped
shirt.
The strange feeling was back again. No, he hadn't protested, nor had
he fought, and yes, having wild unrestrained sex with his usually controlled
lover in the office had been a secret fantasy of him. Then why did he feel
so...
...used, Yutaka.
Watari sighed as he switched out the light, 003 on his shoulder, and
went home. He had to get ready for a date with the man he loved.
°
Tatsumi left the lab, feeling like everyone he met knew what he had
done. Everyone but himself. He couldn't remember going to the lab, approaching
Yutaka, and... having his way with him, as his lover had so rightly said
it. His last conscious memory was of his office, of feeling something like...
need?... and then he woke to the sensation of Watari beneath him, breathing
hard, feeling to incredibly sated.
Blackout? he mused. Brought on by what? Sexual appetite? Hunger?
Watari deprivation?
True, they hadn't been together all week, since the �housewarming party'
at Watari's new apartment with work getting in the way, as well as a gruesome
case that had required Tatsumi to accompany Tsuzuki to Tokyo. But he had
gone without sex longer... much longer... and it had never felt like this.
Slightly bemused, even frightened, the Shadow Master entered his office,
looking around for any signs that might help him figure out this puzzle.
Nothing.
Everything looked like it always did, neat, tidy and orderly.
He gathered his things and left again, unable to understand what had
made him do this.
Maybe if he slept things over... maybe...
He had never lost control of his senses before, of his consciousness.
It terrified him to think that he couldn't recall the incident. It terrified
him more than he would ever confess out loud.
Tatsumi shook the dark thoughts away as best as he could and grabbed
some notes from his desk to take home. He had a date tonight and Tatsumi
Seiichiro wasn't known for letting his dates wait.

tbc...
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