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Tatsumi had gotten over his uncontrolled sexual appetite of that one
day. At least it looked like it. They had made love twice since then, and
both times had been passionate, warm and loving. Watari had told his older
lover that he was fine, that he hadn't been hurt, that it had actually
excited him, and finally Tatsumi had relented. The guilt had disappeared.
Yesterday though, Watari had gotten a new project. Granted, it was computer
research, but it was something other than the usual, boring stuff. After
entering all parameters and launching the search, he decided to take a
break.
Whistling to himself, Watari brewed another mug of tea for himself,
trying out the various sorts he had discovered, then, out of a sudden thought,
made a mug of the lemony Green Surprise for Tatsumi. His lover liked it
and Watari had put the small box away for special occasions. Figuring any
day could have a special occasion, he waited for the tea to be just right,
then set out down the corridors to the office where he knew the Shadow
Master was.
Bingo, he thought as he peeked into the rectangular room, finding Tatsumi
working over whatever it was on that paper.
"Knock, knock."
The brown head came up and Watari smiled.
"Break?" He raised his mugs.
Tatsumi glanced at the wall clock and frowned. "That late already?"
"Don't tell me you worked through lunch?" the blond groaned, shaking
his head.
He pushed the Green Surprise into Tatsumi's hands and it was taken with
a slight smile.
"You are impossible."
"And you love me," Watari told him cheerfully.
"And I love you," was the quiet echo.
It sent a warm shiver down his spine, and Watari found himself smiling
giddily.
"Want me to bring you something from the cafeteria?" he offered.
"No, I'll get something myself. Thanks."
"Good. Just see that you do. I don't want your ribs poking out."
Tatsumi scowled and Watari fled the office, laughing. He liked to tease
his lover. It was such fun.
° ° °
Tatsumi made an appearance in his lab two hours later and Watari knew
why. It was the research project that was running in the background that
was sorting out several lost souls, cross-referencing them to the appearance
of a new sect that was apparently responsible for many dead not making
their way to Meifu. So far the computer hadn't finished, but everyone was
eagerly waiting for the results.
His lover approached, standing over him, looking over his shoulder.
Watari was aware of the close proximity, of the body heat, and then a hand
brushed aside the heavy ponytail.
A kiss was planted onto his exposed neck.
°
Tatsumi had long since finished his tea and was gazing at the empty
mug when he finally rose and walked along the silent corridors to the lab.
It was time to check on the computer search, see if something had come
up. Sure, Watari would have let him know first thing if something had,
but he wanted to return the mug, too.
He entered the lab and spotted the blond at his computer worktable,
typing away at the laptop. Without even thinking about it, Tatsumi approached
the slender form, the mug forgotten as he placed it on the sideboard close
by.
Like on automatic he homed in on the man he loved.
Like in a dream, he brushed aside the blond mane, exposing soft skin.
Tatsumi placed a soft loving kiss on his lover's neck, inhaling the
faint scent of his hair --
°
"Seii, please, not now. This is really important." Watari turned a little,
his attention focused on the monitor in front of him where the results
of his latest research were about to be displayed.
He registered the long breath that was brushing over his skin, footsteps
leaving. And then the sharp click of a door being locked.
"Seii, I just asked you to..."
The words stuck in Watari's throat as he looked up, his eyes widening
at the sight of the figure that was stalking towards him. He stumbled out
of his chair and his heart started to hammer with irrational fear – fear?
Why the hell...? This was Seiichiro!
And he felt himself draw back a few steps.
"Seii?"
Watari bumped against a table and staggered for a second – and then
his wrist was grabbed in a vice like grip, made him hiss in pain. Dark
blue, almost black eyes regarded him with a nearly predatory look – Seiichiro?
No, this wasn't his gentle lover Tatsumi Seiichiro; this was a stranger,
a man Watari had never seen before. A man he deeply feared.
Something old uncoiled inside him, something he had thought buried,
and it frightened him – he only knew too well what the creature in front
of him wanted. Watari felt his stomach clench with the thought.
"Seii, please, stop this. You don't want to do that..."
Placing his free hand against the other man's chest Watari tried to
push him away... and felt himself being airborne the next second, flung
through the lab with incredible strength. He heard a sharp snap and cried
out in pain when his wrist gave way to the pressure of fingers around it.
And then Tatsumi was all over him, pinning his wrists down regardless of
the broken bones or his groaned protest.
Watari noticed a movement from the corner of his eyes and watched with
growing horror as the darker parts of his lab came alive, hovering over
them... a hand on his belly made his head jerk around and his terror grew
even more, his conscious mind now finally realizing what was about to happen,
that it indeed was about to happen.
"Seii... don't, please, don't do this... no..." he pleaded to deaf ears.
The sound of torn fabric... his legs being pushed apart roughly... and
then Watari wasn't able to suppress the screams at the agonizing pain that
seemed to cut him like a knife when his lover pushed himself into his body
mercilessly.
He didn't even hear the shattering of destroyed glass or furniture.
°
-- inhaling the faint scent of his hair.
Blinking, Tatsumi's mind registered something was off. He was laying
on the ground, blanketing the trembling body of his lover, his fingers
curled tightly around the other man's wrist...
What the...?
Letting go he slowly pulled back, not quite understanding what had happened,
why he was lying between his lover's legs...
"Taka?"
There was a choked, sobbing sound, and as Tatsumi brushed back the tousled
hair he gasped. The strands were damp and there were tears streaming down
his lover's face.
"Yutaka?"
Watari sobbed again, rolling onto his side and curling into himself,
cradling his left wrist that was bent at an unnatural angle to his chest.
He flinched violently when Tatsumi tried to touch him again, so the Shadow
Master pulled back in total confusion.
"What happened, Taka? Please, talk to me...?"
Seii... don't, please, don't do this... no...
That was when he registered the state his lover was in, partially undressed,
the state he himself was in – along with the traces of blood. Looking up
he saw what was left of the lab, and realization hit.
Oh god, no ...
"Taka?"
A shiver ran over the huddled body at the sound of his voice. Tatsumi
watched the man he loved more than his own life – or what was left of that
– more or less trying to scramble away from him and went looking for the
phone, hoping it had survived the uninhibited fury of his shadows.
He needed help.
tbc...
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