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Mashos’ Love/Sex Lives	By : ShadowofLight Category: +M to R > Ronin Warriors Views: 2974 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Seeking Justice in the Night
- 2-Breaking Tradition
- 1
- 2
“Breaking Tradition”

By: Beloved/Shadow
Seiji made his way to the living room, taking his time and kept rubbing sweaty palms on his slacks. When his mother asked him to come into the living room to talk he grew worried. She sounded... calm but worry as well. Taking a deep breath he entered and was surprised to see his mother, father, and grandfather waiting for him and two of them did not look happy.

“You wanted to talk to me?” he asked after he gave them a respective bow.

Grandfather Date nodded his eyes and nodded stiffly before pointing to the chair. “Hai. Sit down, Seiji.”

More worry entered his mind as he took the seat and looked at them then at the carpeted floor. In his father's hand was a strip of photos. The same photos that he and his lover had taken at the amusement park on their first date. He tried very hard to fight the flush that began to rise in his cheeks and groin. The camera had taken some very interesting photos of the two of them making out.

There was a quiet that settled over the room for an uncomfortable few seconds, before Seiji’s father finally tossed the photo's down on the low coffee table before his son, “Your mother found them in your room, along with this.” He held up a piece of paper, a letter in elegant script and realized it was the same one he had gotten just the next day, his lover expressing how much fun he had and going a bit into detail about their night. The letter floated slowly down to come to rest just to the side of the photos. “Do you have anything to say?” His voice was cold and controlled, but his anger was evident in his eyes and it almost radiated from the stern presents of his grandfather standing just a feeps eps behind his father.

He was quiet, not sure what exactly to say, looking at the letter and photos for along time and slowly lifted his head up to face them. Out of all his family his mother wasn't so stern looking. Instead her face showed concern and worriment. “What do you want me to say?” he asked quietly.

“Seiji... why didn't you tell us?” his mother softly asked him.

His father whirled on her, displeasure on his face and threw his hand at his side. “How can you be so calm about this?!”

“I didn't say anything because I was afraid to your reaction to this. My friends have accepted that I'm gay but why can't you?” he quickly spoke up, not liking the way he ‘attacked’ his mother.

“Because it's wrong.” His father’s gaze instantly back on him, glaring this time his voice wasn't so calm though he wasn't shouting; he didn't shout though somehow that only made it worse, the fact that he didn't shout and scream.

“You have disgraced me,” his grandfather cut eforefore his father could finish, his voice and attitude much like Seiji's father, the two of them together making it even worse. “You have disgraced you father, and your whole family, with your abnormal actions.”

“This is not love.” Seiji's father took over this time, his hand gesturing sharply towards the images. “It's an abomination of the fng, ng, it's wrong! Have you ever thought of that? It's not right, I forbid you to see this man again.”

Never see his lover again? The one man he never expected to fall in love with, which showed him how to express his feelings without giving too much away. No. He couldn't do that not even for his family. “No”

“What did you say?”

“I said no. I will not forsake him just because you think being gay is wrong.” He slowly pulled himself up and looked at his father and grandfather who looked at him in shock and surprise. “Times have changed and so have I. I love him and he loves me, nothing will ever change that, and not you or anyone else will ever keep me from seeing him and loving him.”

The room was quiet for a long time before the sharp sound of an open palm lashed forward and connected with his cheek, making him stumble back onto the sofa. He raised a slender hand to his red and hot face, feeling the sting of the slap spread everywhere and his soft lavender/ice blue eyes grew darker. Without another word he grabbed the letter and photos, putting them deep in his pocket and ran to the front door. He grabbed his jacket once the he pulled the door open and began running, not bothering to stop or look back as he heard his mother call out for him with worry in her cries. All he did was shut his eyes tightly and forced himself to run faster and harder.

Tears silently fell and the bitterness of them raced down his bruised flesh, making it sting even more but the words they said cut him deeper. He felt the stares of the people as he ran down the crowded sidewalk yet didn't care about anything any more, what his own family has said to him cut him deeper than any mortal weapon could so he tried to outrun the pain. Finally he reached the park that was several blocks down from his parents' home/dojo and went directly into a small seclusion of trees where there was little sunlight, breathing deeply to calm his racing heart and released his hold on the tears that continued to fall. He dropped his composure completely and lost himself in the churning emotions, his defense falling all around him that he never noticed a very familiar aura approaching him.

A pair of slender arms embraced him from behind, holding the blonde swordsman tightly to his chest and stroked the sunlit strands with a gentle hand. He said nothing but let Seiji cry himself out as he turned around and hid his face in his chest, just being there to comfort him and pressed a soft kiss on his brow. “I'm here koi, I’m here,” he whispered softly in his ear.

“Naaza...” Korin just held his lover tighter, not wanting to let go and just stay in the safe, warm embrace of Doku's arms for the rest of his life.

The green haired man just continued to hold him tightly, wondering what on earth could have set him off like that and looked around the warm sunlight that flittered through the trees. The beams of light made the darkness seem to dance around them, almost memorizing the Doku Masho as he let his own thoughts drift about.

He knew something was wrong through the bond that had formed between them when they first became lovers and came to see what was wrong. The moment he entered the mortal world he saw from a darken alley as the healer ran, the tears evident on his face and anguish he could feel in waves. Using a trick Anubis taught him he watched what direction he went in and used the shadows to take him to the park and found him like this. It tore at his heart as he reached out to soothe him, letting him know that he would always be there for him no matter what. The tears slowed to a stop yet he continued to gently rub his back with soothing hands, tilting the flushed face up to his and gently kissed the tears away, frowning some at the bright red mark that stood out on his pale features. No matter what his koi looked like he still thought he was beautiful as an angel of light.

His angel that he would do anything to protect.

“What made you so upset?” Naaza asked softly, reaching up to hold the long blond strands away from Seiji’s face and smiled as he leaned into his hand. He held him even closer as if an invisible force was trying to take him away.

The swordsman sighed deeply, reaching up to keep the hand to his face as he nuzzled it like a kitten but refused to look up at him just yet. “My family found the photos and letter...” he said in a hushed tone, feeling the ex-general tense and cast shining eyes up at him. He looked calm and patience but his body betrayed that he was worried and nervous. He rested his head on the strong shoulder, soft breathe tickling the sensitive skin of Naaza's neck and wrapped his arms around the slender waist beneath the long coat. “They got upset and said I was a disgrace to the family name. They also forbade me to ever see you again but I couldn’t… so I talked back to them for the first time I could ever remember … grandfather slapped me and I ran out.”

“Nani??” Naaza wanted to go right now and strangle that old man but one look at his beloved practically hiding in his arms made him think otherwise. He took the moment to take a deep breath, silently counting to ten before he let it out and felt some of the tension release from his body. “I know you don’t want to hear this but… you need to face them. Show them you will not be intimidated by them or they will think that they have won.” He gently stroked the bruising cheek with gentle fingers, frowning as the healer hissed softly and meet his bright eyes with his dark ones. “But when you do see them tell me. I will not let you enter the lion’s den alone.”

Pale pink lips curled into a soft smile and slowly it reached into his eyes as he took the hand and pressed a kiss into the palm. “Arigato.” Eyes slowly began to turn dark as he leaned forward at the same time Naaza leaned down a bit, lips meeting in a deep, meaningful kiss but he wanted more to push the harsh words aside. Hands grabbed tight fistfuls of his shirt as he deepen the kiss, tasting the gasp more then hearing it and held on as a demanding tongue slipped into his mouth, tasting him.

Without breaking the kiss Naaza bent down to slide his arm under his lover’s weak knees and effortlessly picked him up. Usually in this newly formed relationship Seiji was the more dominant one but he gladly gave up the control to his koi. He wanted to take him and make him forget everything that went on with his family right there and then but thought of a better place where he knew no one would bother them. Reluctantly he broke the kiss, chuckling at the blonde protested but practically purred when he nibbled on his ear, breathing deeply as his body began to get very aroused. “Let’s take this somewhere more… private.” Closing his eyes and concentrating they slowly faded from view only to reappear in a dark bedroom with a very large bed in the middle, candles planted on top of the headboard so it cast a very soft glow over the hunter green bed sheets.

Both men were still holding each other tightly but Naaza was having a hard time what with his lover licking at his slightly arched throat, sword calloused hands playing with his chest as they pulled his shirt up, and damn well looking/acting sexy as he did so. “Seiji…”

“Let me Naaza… please?” he whispered softly, easing himself from his arms and continued to kiss him everywhere. Slender fingers pushed the coat off and pullee she shirt overhead to better caress the strong muscles and smooth skin, tracing the hard lines developed from years of using swords, flickering his tongue out to entice sensitive spots he knew like the back of his hand and moved lower. He could feel his lover tense all over but this time from excitement, letting him do whatever he wanted. He smiled, kissing his navel and lightly sucked on the cool skin below it, hands expertly undoing his pants and slid them down slender legs along with a pair of boxers with a snake print. That’s went his intended target came into view and his smile grew.

Naaza should’ve expected this but no matter what his angel did it always surprised him to no end. All those teasing touches and caresses were making his skin tingle, blood rushing through his veins but fought for control. Seiji wanted to pleasure him first and who was he to stop him? He moaned softly in relief as the tight jeans were removed and ran his hands through the silken strands, clenching his teeth tightly together as hot breath touched the overly sensitive skin. It took his mind a moment to register that his koi was talking to him and looked down at him with passion filled eyes to meet dark amethyst filled with lust and love only for him.

“You’ve been so good to me… giving me more pleasure then I knew could exist…” Soft hands lightly trailed up the back of his legs, tracing feather-soft patterns on the back of his thighs and brought his sweet mouth closer. “Let me thank you…” With no hesitation or disgust he slowly took him into the burning sweet cavern he called a mouth, agile tongue curled up around him and began a steady pace. Hands tighten in his hair but didn’t do anything except seem to guide him, hips swaying slightly but kept still. His Doku had so much patience, letting him do anything he wanted he just couldn’t pass a chance like this up. Eyes fluttered close as he brought him deeper into his slender throat and began to moan deeply.

A sharp hiss escaped his lips as the sound vibrated all over and made him harden twice as fast. The skin felt so tight over the heavy sack but he struggled for control, not wanting this pleasure to end so soon even if this sexy imp wanted it. Still… he was being coated very thoroughly and prepped repeatedly he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out.

“Seiji please…” he whined, not realizing or caring as it escaped his lips. He gently tugged on the golden locks, body shaking from holding back his lust for him but his control was slipping with every passing second. “Want to feel you… Taste you… make you mine always…”

With a soft chuckle that floated up to his ears the blonde pulled back, giving his head another deep suck and looked up at him. “But I’m not done thanking you. Don’t you want me to finish?” he pouted. Even with his lips puckered up and a slight frown he looked so desirable down there, kneeling at his feet with his button up shirt open and hanging off the shoulders to reveal the lean chest, broad shoulders and smooth muscles.

Naaza could never resist that look on his face but he really wanted to feel him all around him, thrusting and bucking against one another, strong muscles gripping him in a tight, heavenly embrace, petal soft lips crying out his name in ecstasy… that was the last straw. Slowly he knelt down, reaching out to slide the rest of the emerald green shirt off and brought his lips to his ear as hands traveled down to his slacks. “You win but… I’m not going to let you win this next round so easily.” He licked his ear, taking in the light shiver and pulled him up to his feet. He waited as Seiji kicked the khakis off and pulled him close, liking the feel of their skin touching one another and picked him up again but had him wrap his legs around his waist. Lips meet in heated passion as both their arousals could be felt; slowly being ignited with a burning passion that if not controlled would have them at its mercy. He walked towards the bed and laid on his back with his koi on top, still engaged in a fierce battle of dueling tongues and hands pressing into soft flesh, firmly caressing and seeking out all the sensitive spots to entice more and more. He was so hard that it was beginning to hurt a lot, his balls filled completely with his seed but he could feel the same thing about his shining light as it was pressed into his stomach. He yearned to feel more and snaked a hand down between their bodies towards that aching need pressing into him like a flesh and blood dagger…

… only to have his hand encounter air. He forced his eyes open and looked at his lover with confused eyes. Why wouldn’t he let him touch him?

The young man smiled down at his love’s confused gaze, gently batting his hands away and trailed fingertips up and down his chest. He played with the nipples a bit, feeling them harden and shook his head some when he reached to do the same to him.

“I’m not done yet but I want you to do something for me,” he said in a husky voice, slightly rubbing his hips against his sex so they brushed against each other in very light and extremely teasing caresses. “I’m going to prep myself then slowly… ride you until I can’t take it anymore but I want you to keep your hands behind your head.”

“Damnit Korin!” he growled softly but only because he couldn’t refuse him anything. Not now or ever. “I need this-”

A pale finger silenced him, dark violet gems sparkling in the candlelight as they leaned closer so he could barely smell his scent of sunshine sak sakura blossoms. “It’ll be fun. Just think, when I’m done you can have your fun with me-” The rest of the words got caught in his throat as the green haired man took his finger into histh, th, sucking on it and tracing the pads with his tongue and teeth. He carefully thrusted his finger in and out as if it were his hips, reaching to the side of the bed in the nightstand and pulled out a dark green bottle of oil. Regrettingly he pulled his finger out and sat back.
Seiji carefully poured a bit of the amber colored oil in his hand before closing it tightly and warmed it in his hands, taking his time and shifted his hips time to time to keep Doku entertained. When he was satisfied he lifted his hips up and trailed his hand down between his legs, past the slender white cock that jutted out with drops of precum covering the head and up into a place that could bring such earth-shaking pleasure to every nerve-ending in his entire being. His face showed a brief moment of discomfort as he let slide in two oil-slicked fingers and began moving them around. Keeping up a slow and steady pace he was soon groaning softly and bucking his hips into his hand, adding another finger inside and closed his other hand around Naaza’s sex, slightly coated in his precum, pumping him firmly.

The older man nearly jumped out of his skin and wanted to reach out to his pale lover but stopped and gripped the pillow harder. He had been so focused on what the hand was doing, prepping himself for what was to come that he didn’t see the other hand. But it still felt so good as he arched his hips to feel more, smiling as Seiji pushed his fingers in deeper and began to softly cry out, increasing the pressure and pleasure. ~He looks like he’s intoxicated,~ he amused and it was true. Eyes dark with passion were hooded as his body moved on its own, lips parted to allow sweet moans and sometimes whimpers of pleasure reach his ears, a very fine sheen of sweat made him seem to glow from the candlelight, muscles rippling as he moved back and forth, up and down… his pillow tore in half but he didn’t care. For all he knew it could’ve been his own skin from all the pressure he was holding deep inside and he was losing nearly all control.

Then it all came to an abrupt stop as Seiji pulled his fingers out and removed his hand only to move his hips into place. But he was panting so heavily and still drunk on the lust that he impaled him too fast and hard to allow him to adjust even with the oil that coated them both. Tears crept from his dark eyes and shone like crystal drops.

Slender hands reached up to gently brush them away, rubbing soothingly circles up and down his back as he slowly sat up and kissed the tender cheek. He hated to see him shed tears of anything, even if it was in pleasure; it just tore at his heart. “Relax koi…” he whispered softly, reaching up to run a hand through the blonde strands and just held him tightly until the both of them got used to the pleasure and pain. The tight muscles were practically squeezing him to death in the warm heat, made him was to thrust in deeply to reach that spot that made their blood boil and claims this angel as his forever but waited patiently for him. He never knew how much patience he had until he met Seiji and smiled in thought about it. Slender hips slowly pulled back before pushing into his again, making him hiss some as the strong muscles worked him up all over. He reached down and kneaded the satin soft skin of his hips but merely guided him, letting him set the pace as he sat back to enjoy it.

The blonde healer gritted his teeth together tightly as his body moved over his lover’s, taking the time to memorize every feeling, every sensation that he was feeling all over. He was usually the one who was the dominant partner of the pair but sometimes… he just wanted someone else to take control and set the pace. Theomenoments weren’t that often but when they did happen it was always memorable. “Naaza…” he groaned softly, running a hand through the soft green strands and gripped his shoulder tightly as he leaned his head to the side. Warm lips kissed a trail down the line of his jaw and came to rest on the pulsing lifeline, gasping softly as he traced it with his tongue and gently bit at it with his teeth. The strange sensation he felt travel down his body to where his member kept pressing into the firm abdominal muscles. He panted and picked up the tempo, purposely pressing himself even more into the older man’s lap.

Naaza groaned softly in want as he pressed him as close as he could, his hand almost possessively holding the small of his back as he moved his mouth to the strong shoulder, lightly biting at it but not to break the skin, just to entice him a bit more. It worked as the young one echoed his groan with one of his own. He bucked his hips into the welcoming heat and tightness, straining to reach that spot he so desperately wanted to feel and practically growled. He was so close and yet so far.

~C’mon… where is it?~ he thought to himself, pushing in deeper with every thrust moving his hungry mouth back up to the swordsman’s as he tugged at his hair and kissed him a in heated passion. ~Almost there…!~ he grunted, both their bodies pushing against each other as they teased, caressed, tasted each other as if they were the only nourishment that could satisfy this powerful craving deep inside. He swallowed the faint cry and held his beloved koi tightly when he trusted in once more and the pale body stiffened. ~Gotcha.~

Seiji shut his eyes tightly, still keeping his mouth practically glued to Naaza’s as he managed to wrap his legs around his waist and rubbed up against him earnestly. That hidden spot he had just touched felt so damn good he wanted to feel more! ~Don’t stop… please!~ he softly begged only to be answered by another sharp push inside that made him gasp again. That’s what he wanted. He pulled back only to breath and dug his fingers into his general’s shoulders as he tighten his entire body around him, embracing all the pent up desires he could feel radiating from him. ~Give it to me!~

~All for you and no one else.~ He wrapped both his arms around the slim waist and began to buck almost wildly up into the Trooper’s willing body. Gods this was too much but he wasn’t done yet. He left faint marks along his shoulder and neck before latching his lips onto a pale pink nipple and smirked as a mew escaped the petal soft lips. He knew that his nipples were the most sensitive spot of his entire body and liked to play with them whenever he had the chance. He tugged at them lightly, feeling it rapidly harden under his wet touch before moving to the other one to give it its fair amount of pleasure. A pale hand came up to pinch and tease the harden nipple while he watched from the corner of his eye. Watching his sexy angel play with himself also drove him nearly mad with passion. Oh gods he wasn’t sure how much more torment he could take!

Korin was panting softly in rhythm to the powerful forces that he barely knew when his lover had pushed him to lay back on the cool sheets and pinned his hips to the bed. All he knew was once he pulled all the way out and then slammed back into had to be the most pleasurable thing he had ever known. He fairly screamed, arching his body into his as he did it again and held onto him tightly. His internal muscles were refusing to let go and seemed to tighten even more when he tried to pull out. He never wanted him to leave him and could feel his neglected cock already hard and just ready to be fondled and touched so he could release his pent up frustration. His dug his nails deeply into Naaza’s back, nearly drawing blood as their lips meet once more, lavender eyes a deep and dusky violet opened slightly to meet with dark eyes. They widen as a hand reached between their withering body and gave him several good, hard tugs that he tensed and spilled his seed between them, letting himself go as he visible relaxed and laid back in the damp sheets.

Doku shuddered once he felt the liquid sunlight spill between their firm stomachs that he thrusted in deeply once more before holding and let his own seed be released into the awaiting cavern. He practically loomed over him for a few moments longer, stroking damp strands of blonde hair away and kissed the beautiful flushed skin softly. He groaned in slight pain as his muscles protested at the movement and made to get up but his koi still held onto him tightly, afraid to let go even for a second. He merely smiled anved ved so that they were both laying on their sides, still joined and holding each other tightly in one another’s arms. Naaza pressed a soft kiss against his love’s, firmly stroking his back to help release whatever tension he had left and pulled the light blanket over them.

Seiji wordlessly curled up into his warmth and sighed deeply, very happy and very sated at the moment. He blinked tired eyes as he rested his head against the other man’s chest and let his heart beat lull him in slumber. “Naaza?”

“Hai Seiji?”

“I love you.”

“And I love you, my beautiful angel.” The blonde just smiled and blushed some at the nickname and closed his eyes. Soon he was sleeping deeply, safe and secure in his lover’s arms. Naaza continued to watch him before tightening his arms around him then allowed sleep to take over. No one was going to ever harm his angel again. Not even their friends or family.
Date Seiji looked at the house that he had grew up in and took a deep breath. He looked down as a warm hand slipped into his own and smiled up at the person standing next to him. “You sure you want to go in with me? It won’t be pleasant.”

Naaza just pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly. “Need you ask? I said I would be there for you and I meant it. No one hurts my angel and gets away with it.”

He blushed and looked down as a pink hue touched his cheeks. “You always call me that.” Yet he smiled and looked up when a hand gently tilted his face up.

“Because I mean it.” They shared a brief yet loving kiss, not caring if the neighbors watched or not. It was time that the secret was known to all. Still holding each other’s hands tightly they walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Mrs. Date opened the door and wordlessly hugged her son tightly, trying very hard not to cry herself.

“Oh Seiji you had me so worried! I tried calling your friends but they didn’t know where you were and don’t you ever do that again!” she said in a rush, fussing over him like her was a little boy.

“Mother I’m fine, really! I’m sorry I worried but I’m home now,” he smiled softly and looked at Naaza. “I want you to meet Naaza.”

“You must be Seiji’s dear friend. So glad to finally meet you,” she said and bowed to him but was smiling. “I am Date Sonya.”

“Um konichiwa. I’m Naaza.” He bowed back, feeling slightly out of place but the tension left him a little bit. This woman was friendly and he didn’t feel one bit or disgust or such coming from her. “I see your son has your lovely looks. I almost mistook you for his older sister.
The older woman smiled and shook her head some. “You are a flatter but I greatly appreciate your compliment. Seiji, he’s a good man. You hold onto him as long as you can.” She smiled and stroked his cheek, lighting running her fingers through the thick strands covering his right eye

“I’ll try mother.”

“I know you will. Naaza is it? I want you to take good care of my son. He is my world and I am not saying that because he’s my only son.”

“I will ma’am.”

“Please, call me Sonya. Now before we go inside I must warn you. Your father and grandfather are not pleased with the fact that you were gone all afternoon and that you ran out on them. I tried to calm them down but they will not listen. Just know that no matter what they say, I am just happy you found someone to love you, my son.” She reached out to take both their hands together in both her own. “It doesn’t matter who your partner is, what matters is that fact that you love him. And he loves you.”

“Mother…” Seiji was chocked up and wasn’t sure what to say. He let himself be pulled into a tight hug by his mother and embraced the memory of it. “Arigato.”

“Always know that I love you my son.” She smiled at Naaza and gave the surprised man a tight hug as well. “You as well.”

“A-Arigato ma-Sonya. That means a lot to me,” he said softly and hugged her back. It warmed him to every part of bod body, making this a perfect moment. From inside they heard a door slam and Sonya sighed.

“That must be your father. Remember what I said, do not let them intimate either of you.” Nodding to them she took a deep breath and lead them inside first, silently closing the door but smiled a bit to herself as she noticed the way the neighbors seems to be pressing their ears to the windows and doors of their homes, trying to listen in at what was going on in the Date household/dojo.
Both young men held the others’ hands tightly as they came into the living room with the older woman before them. She cleared her throat and said something that made botn stn stiffen a bit. Naaza took the moment to study the men and forced himself to stay calm and focused.

Mr. Date, Seiji’s father was already dressed in his police uniform with his dark hair brushed back and midnight violet eyes that held no light. From what his koi told him about his family his father looked more like his grandfather’s child instead of his mother. Where she had warmth and understanding he had a feeling he learned was called ‘tough love’ but more on the ‘tough’ part and less on the ‘love’.

Grandfather Date was an old man covered in wrinkled and squinting eyes. He remembered Seiji telling him he refused to get glasses, that they made him look too old. ~Like he’s not old already,~ he privately thought to himself. The old man was wearing a practice gi and looked ready to begin teaching the classes. He also seemed to walk stiffly as if he was sore but refused to rest. Stubborn old man. That could be a good thing but also a bad thing since he refused to quit/rest.

“This the one?” Grandfather Date spoke up, not looking at all pleased as the man holding hands with Seiji.

Naaza respectfully bowed before them, introducing himself. “I am Naaza and it is an honor to meet you.”

“I wish we could say the same thing,” Mr. Date said, earning a gap from Sonya who came to their defense.

“Must we go through this again? At least have the decency to hear them out,” she said in a slightly strain voice, narrow, soft blue eyes looking at him pleadingly.

He seemed to scoff but stiffly nodded to the living room. Once there Mrs. Date sat in one of the arm chair as Grandfather Date took the other one, leaving Mr. Date to stand between them. Seiji and Naaza sat together on the couch, still holding hands as if to prove that they loved each other. It was unnerving silence and the young man was beginning to get worried but was comforted as he felt a mental caress from his Doku Masho and squeezed his hand tightly.

“So you’re the one that made my grandson become a disgrace to the family,” the old man said, startling everyone from the silence except for Naaza who just narrowed his eyes. “You have soiled our proud family name.”

“Since when has loving someone become a disgrace to anyone?” the other man asked himself, making sure to keep his tone calm and even.

“It became one in this family the moment he meet you,” the father practically growled in response but remained standing with his arms crossed over his chest tightly.

“Forgive me for saying this but you are a fool then.”

“How dare you say that!!”

“I am merely stating the truth. Since the first time I meet Seiji I felt drawn to him for some reason but I never understood why until all the fighting between us had finally stopped. It was I who approached him one day, showing that I did care for him deeply.” He let a small smile touch his lips. “Little did I realize that he had felt the same thing and admitted it to me within the same day.

“We were scared as any first time couple would be and so for the first month we hid it from everyone, even our closes friends. But after such a long time we knew that we had to tell them, knowing that if they didn’t support us that we would still have each other. They accepted us, saying that we were still the same people they knew and trusted.”

“Touching story but was it suppose to convince us?” Mr. Date spoke up, growing disgusted at him.

Seiji had enough and letting go of his koi’s hand stood up and looked him directly in the eye as he yelled, “It shows that my closes friends have accepted where my prefences lay! Why can’t either of you see that I love Naaza!?”

“Because it is wrong, you are still a child who thinks he knows what good for him but you don’t. And you will not speak to us in such a manner,” the older Date retorted in a stern voice as he stood up, facing his grandson down but was surprised when he didn’t see him bow his head in submission as he used to do.

“Iie grandfather. I am a grown man and I can make my own decisions,” he spoke in a low voice that was calm as his eyes grew dark, “I know what is right for me. And I know that loving Naaza has been the best thingmy lmy life. I honestly don’t care if you disinherit me but I will choose my own path from this moment on; ask Yayoi if she wants to run the dojo, I don’t want to anymore.”

“You cannot not turn your back on our family’s tradition!” the older man shouted, taking everyone back with a bit surprised. He had never yelled before he was also calm and cool. “You have been chosen to take over the dojo when the time has come and you will not back down from it now!”

“And some traditions are meant to be broken!!” the young man retorted, getting angry and frustrated at him not being able to understand his own feelings.

“Yamato!!!” Sonya yelled at them, tired of seeing this useless bickering and knew that it was never going to end unless one of them bd dod down. “That is enough father!”

“Sonya-”

“Iie!! I am tired of being pushed in the back so I can watch as you try to pressure my son into an mirror image of yourself!” she said in a loud voice, not caring as the words drifted out the open window and neighbors listened intently to the fight happening within the perfect Date household. She got up from the armchair and stood before them, making sure she stood between the two groups.

“I have stayed back, watching as you taught my children to learn our family ways. I watch as Yayoi grew to become more and more like you with each passing day and to be honest it broke my heart. Then when Seiji was born you were harder on him than Yayoi but I said nothing. Instead I could only watch as you taught him everything even if I didn’t agree with some of it. Then when Satsuki was born I saw her rebel against your teachings and at that small moment I cheered. She is happy and she looks free when I gaze into her young eyes. Her sister was not so fortunate and now I can see the same struggled in Seiji’s eyes. I will not let you destroy his happiness and if you do so help me I will disown myself from the Date Household.”

Squinting eyes widen in disbelief as he visibly back down and looked at his only daughter stand up to him, rebelling against it all. “You can’t…”

“You’re wrong.” Turning away from them she looked at her son and his lover, giving them a warm and tender smile. “No matter what I will always be behind you both. Don’t worry about your stuff, Seiji. I’ll have it ready fro you when you’re ready.”

Naaza nodded and Seiji returned the smile himself. They both knew a dismissal when they heard one and bowed to her, quietly heading to the front door and made their way out. Doku smiled as he wrapped his arm around Korin’s shoulder, holding him close against his side as they walked towards the sidewalk. They ignored the stares they got but continued walking until they had reached the park but this time, Seiji wasn’t shedding any tears. Locating a quiet and slightly dark spot, Naaza sat at the base of a large tree in the grass, purposely ignoring the ‘Keep Off the Grass’ sign. Smiling he pulled Seiji down as he was sitting between his legs, back pressed into his chest and wrapped his arms around his chest tightly. For a while they stayed like that, no words spoken but none were needed. It was Seiji who spoke up first, softly as he leaned his head back on his lover’s strong shoulder.

“I never knew mother felt that way… she hid it so well…” he sighed deeply and hugged the slender arms wrapped around him tightly.

“She a woman who found the words to speak her mind and show she wouldn’t be intimidated by them anymore,” the green-haired man said, inhaling pleapleasant scent of his soft, blonde hair and pressed a kiss to his temple. Another kiss as the tender cheek that now had the red handprint fading away and to the slender throat that was bared for him.

“Naaza…” He loved the way his angel moaned his name like t hat, slowly arching his back as his hands found their way into the sweater and shirt he borrow from him to touch the creamy smooth flesh hidden. He gasped softly as a warm and wet mouth once more traced the lifeline. He reached up with a hand to lose itself in the soft green hair, giving him no escape to pull away, moving his other hand between their bodies and down to cup a rising heat.

A warm chuckled filled his mind as one hand slowly snaked its way up to his chest and the other going downward, slipping under the waistband of the now tight slacks. ~So warm… so full of light… Never going to let anyone take you away from me…~ Naaza said, making him tilt his head back and capture those luscious lips with his own, taking his time and teased him. Seiji groaned as he brought his heloseloser, sealing their lips together and closed his eyes tightly as one hand played with his nipples and the other managed to pull the zipper of his pants down and caress his own burning heat. His mind barely registered the sound of footsteps and as pleasurable as this was he didn’t want some complete stranger to stumble upon them.

~Naaza, someone’s coming,~ he groaned to his mind, whimpering softly as his tongue eased into his mouth and teased him into submission. He tighten his grip and shifted his body in his arms. ~Can we go home?~
~For you anything… we can continue our celebration there,~ he whispered to him, holding him closer as he concentrated and soon both warriors faded from view while still wrapped up in a tight yet loving embrace.
That’s all for now…

Author’s Note: I did it!!! *jumps around happily and grinning like a maniac* The second one has been completed!

Naaza: Aww c’mon! Why don’t you finish where we left off? I wanna take my Angel all over again *grinning as he pulls Seiji into his arms, fondling him*

Seiji: *blushing brightly but submits to his lover. Son he was moaning softly*

Rajura: gah!! Get a room you two!!

YY: Oh don’t be such a party pooper ^^ ‘Sides… I have a new story for you, Pirate and it involves an angel for your own self.

Rajura: *perks up happily*

Shuten: Hello!!! You still have to work on my fic ya know!!

*Arguing insures between Rajura and Shuten as Naaza and Anubisu are too busy having fun with their lovers*

YY: *sweat drops* … okay… um enjoy fellow readers!
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