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Reflection	By : Macx Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General Views: 1344 -:- 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-Reflection
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
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Blue-gray eyes regarded him thoughtfully, and Touda felt them
rest on him, making him itch.
"What?" he finally snapped, closing his book with a slam.
"I was just wondering..." Sohryu said levelly, not the slightest
bit impressed by his temper.
They were currently sitting at their desk, supposed to repeat the
lesson Rikugo had held this morning, but something seemed to have bothered
the dragon all day, making him that inattentive that the young astrologer
had needed to admonish him � twice.
"About what?"
"Uhm - have you ever...?"
"Ever what? Spill it, lizard."
"Have you ever... kissed someone?"
Touda blinked in surprise.
"As often as you, I suppose. Why, do you ... ?" And then it occurred
to him � and Touda started to grin broadly. "Sohryu! Who is it? Akiko?"
Touda had sent an adolescent glance or two toward the daughter
of Araki himself. Sohryu shook his head. "Then Izumi? Mariko? C'mon, they're
not that many more choices."
"There's one more."
Touda frowned, trying to figure out what Sohryu could possibly mean.
Turning he found his friend was looking at him again, intensively this
time. And then Sohryu leaned over slowly, cautiously, tentatively his friend
for ten years brought their lips together, brushing over his, warm, soft,
gentle...
Touda gasped.
And Sohryu pulled back immediately, looking a little more than just
shell-shocked about what he had just done. Before Touda could react, his
friend had already left.
###
Touda found Sohryu in his room way after dinner. The dragon looked
a little uncomfortable but met his gaze head on.
"Sohryu, what was that all about this afternoon?"
"I'm sorry if I upset you, Touda. It's just... it's how I feel, how
I feel about you. If you don't... hmpf..."
Sohryu couldn't say anything more because something was silencing
him effectively. It were Touda's lips pressed onto his firmly.

......

Touda chuckled with the memory of his very first kiss.
Clumsy, awkward, their first steps into the more romantic side of adulthood
all gawky. Yes, they had stumbled into it all right, and it had lasted
almost two years from the first kiss to the first time he had heard Sohryu's
breathy moans while his release had spilled into his hand. For someone
who would come to get to know Sohryu now it would be impossible to believe
that the dragon was indeed a very sensuous creature. Sohryu loved beautiful
things, and he could turn his entire attention toward such things � especially
in bed. Especially when they had been in the stage of exploring and discovering
� about themselves, about their bodies, about their reaction toward each
other.
It turned out that the dragon could be really demanding, but he was
experimental as well. They had shared lots of nights, cuddled together
after having touched and kissed each other to the limit, sometimes falling
asleep like that, as sated as a teenager's body could be.
Sohryu had been his first, Touda mused. And he had been his.
......
Touda bucked under Sohryu's caressing hands, feeling the dragon's
tongue around his hardness, fingers stroking, exploring, and he couldn't
help the deep moan that escaped his throat. Something was different tonight,
Sohryu had something on his mind, but he knew his lover well enough to
wait and see � especially now, especially when Sohryu was spending his
focused attention on his body like that... oh gods, yes, exactly like that...
"Sohryu..." Touda moaned, spreading his legs wider, a silent plea
for... something...
His insides were coiled tighter than an aggressive rattlesnake,
his breath was coming in harsh pants, and his muscles were quivering with
his approaching completion, when � Sohryu stopped. Just like that.
"'Ryu! What the hell is wrong, lizard?"
Sohryu's tall form stretched out over him, long blue hair tickling
his sweat slick skin and making him shiver, hardness brushing against hardness,
and Touda's hips twitched involuntarily. Sohryu pressed their lips together,
demanding entrance and was met with vigour.
"Damn, Ryu..." Touda breathed, feeling himself come down a little.
"Touda... I... uhm..."
Uh-oh, that he knew. As demanding and wild as Sohryu could be as
insecure he could be when he wanted something which he wasn't sure his
partner would like. Touda cradled his lover's face in his hands, planting
a short reassuring kiss on his lips.
"What do you want?"
"You."
"Didn't expect anything else."
"No, I... I want you, Touda. All the way..."
Touda became very still. Of course he had thought about this, had
thought about going all the way, fantasized about it, had even tried to
find some information about the �how' in the library - and had needed a
large book to cover his fronts afterwards, pretending not to see Rikugo
cocking one eyebrow in slight amusement about his embarrassment. The description
in the book had been rather explicit and it had made the teenager's fantasy
run wild. And he knew sooner or later one of them would speak about it
out loud, and they would have to make a decision.
Now.
"Touda, if you don't want to I .. ."
"Sshhh," Touda shushed his lover with another deep kiss, running
his hands over Sohryu's back and deeper until he felt the other boy shiver
into his caress.
"I want you, too... " he whispered, slightly shocked about his own
reaction to the finally openly spoken words. Yes, he wanted Sohryu, more
than he had believed.
"Do you know what to do?"
"We'll figure it out. Besides, I read up on it."
Touda burst out laughing which earned him a confused look.
"Me, too."
Blue eyes widened slightly.
"So you..."
"I gave it some thought, too. And now," Touda purred, slipping a
hand between their bodies, smiling when he saw Sohryu's eyes close and
heard his lover's breath hitch "where were we?"
......
Yes, their first time ... it was so long ago, but Touda still remembered.
Remembered the pain at first, the alien feeling of something big enter
him, but his body had adjusted � and he'd never forget the feeling then,
nor the way Sohryu had looked or sounded. Touda sighed and put the
book back to its place onto the shelf. The dragon had lost it completely
back then, for the first time, too � turned out Sohryu was not only demanding
but a real wildcat in bed.
One last barrier still remained between them, though � Touda's second
form. Even at the age of eighteen, closing on nineteen, he hadn't ever
changed his shape again.
And it had been pressing more and more on his mind.
......

Part of Touda knew he was being stupid. He was a young man now, he
knew all there was to know about shikigami and their forms, but the child
inside him cringed away from the final truth, from facing the creature
he truly was.
Now that his relationship with Sohryu had become closer, that they
were more than just good friends since childhood, the weight of what he
truly was lay heavily on Touda. His other form was truly hideous, a creature
of hell, and he didn't want his friend to know about it.
But Sohryu trusted him.
And Touda didn't want to lose that friendship.
Still...
The young man buried his head in his hands with a groan.
They had slept with each other, they had been as close they could
be, he had felt the kisses, the touches, the warmth of his lover, and he
had done the same. After years of just fooling around they had gone all
the way. And they had repeated the first time.
Touda felt good with Sohryu.
What do I do? he thought desperately.
There was no one to answer him.
The honorable thing would be to tell the truth, no matter the outcome.
No matter... It would be worse if Sohryu found out from someone other who
might recognize Touda's growing aura and tell the dragon.
It would be like a betrayal.
All he had learned from Genbu, from the books and texts, told the
young shikigami what he had to do. It didn't still the fear raging through
him.
He trusts me, he thought again and again. I trust him. Why hesitate?
Because I'm a horrifying thing. And I might lose more than his friendship
over this. I might lose... everything...
#######
"So, why did you ask me to come here?" Sohryu asked curiously.
Touda looked a this childhood friend, fighting down the urge to just
call it a joke and lie to him.
Honor, he reminded himself.
He wanted to become a great warrior, serve the elder Sohryu, maybe
become a general one day when he was powerful enough, and to lie now...
No. He would tell the truth.
It had taken him more than two weeks to finally make up his mind,
fretting over all the possible outcomes, and in the end he had done what
the books had taught him. He would stand there in front of Sohryu, tell
him the truth and take what would come like a man. He would not surrender
to his fear!
"You remember when you asked me about what I turn into?" he wanted
to know.
Sohryu nodded. "Yeah. You ran away. I talked to my father after that
and he told me to leave it alone."
"And you did."
"Yep."
"But you're curious."
Sohryu shrugged. "Sure. I mean, you were so scared. But I'm not asking
you to."
"I want to," Touda said softly.
The dragon blinked, then his mouth dropped open. "Touda...?"
"I trust you, Sohryu. I want you to know. I just... please don't...
that you won't..." Touda hesitated. "Please don't be scared..."
"Why would I be scared? I turn into a dragon and I've seen my dad,
and I've seen Rikugo."
"I'm not a dragon," Touda whispered, not looking at his friend.
"You've got dragon eyes."
He swallowed. Yes, the golden, slit eyes. Not dragon eyes... serpentine.
"I'm... not," he repeated, trying not to lose his bravery. "Promise
me, Sohryu," he repeated.
"I won't be afraid." Sohryu smiled at him, calm, warm and reassuring.
And Touda initiated a change which he hadn't gone through for more
than a decade. He felt his body stretch, his senses change, wings unfold,
and muscles coil in his sinewy body. Serpentine eyes opened and looked
at his friend, fear and apprehension mixing in them.
Sohryu gazed at him, eyes wide, mouth open. Touda was already rather
big, about the size Sohryu had as a dragon, but he wasn't one. He was a
snake. A hideously black, large snake with a feathery neck, a beak, and
leathery wings. When he had looked into that puddle, had seen that horror,
Touda had been scared of himself. He had never seen a shikigami like that
and his father's fear had transferred onto him. Lately, all that knowledge
about a shikigami's power and his own powers, which were developing quite
fast these days, had made it even worse.
"Wow..." Sohryu breathed.
He walked closer and Touda tried not to flinch back as his friend
reached out to touch him.
"Sohryu..."
And then the five-fingered hand rested against the black scales.
It stroked over the muscular form and Touda started to tremble.
"You're beautiful," Sohryu whispered.
No, he was a horror.
"No," he murmured.
"You are." The hand continued stroking. "You're a beautiful serpent,
Touda. There's nothing to be ashamed of, to be scared of."
"There's nothing like this anywhere," Touda protested weakly.
"You're unique then."
He lowered his head. "No..."
"Yes." The hand on his scales felt so good, so wonderful, so calming.
"You're my friend, Touda. You look great."
Touda raised his head and froze when he looked into a pair of cool
blue eyes across the expanse of the yard. He couldn't move, he couldn't
breathe, he just couldn't... do anything any more.
Sohryu, the Protector of the East, his best friend's father, was
looking at him from across the yard.
He saw him.
He saw the hideous creature he had taken in as a child.
He saw the horror his son was touching.
The horror he slept with � though Touda was sure the elder Sohryu
didn't know about it.
And he tried to run.
"Touda."
The voice was sharp, cutting through the air, paralyzing him in place
before he could fully spread his wings. Quivers raced through him and the
serpent's length curled up, trying to be smaller than he actually was in
his not yet fully grown state.
"Father..." Sohryu started.
The elder dragon walked up to them and suddenly found his own son
standing between the black, winged serpent and himself.
Blue eyes met serpentine ones and Touda felt his insides clench.
He knew he was a monster, a horrible miscreation, and he knew now why his
father had abandoned him as a child. He had been told that his father had
left him here because he couldn't take care of him, because he was poor,
but growing up around so many books, with Genbu and Rikugo as teachers,
with so much knowledge about shikigami and their powers, the teenager had
begun to understand what the child hadn't been able to. And the young adult
he was now understood quite clearly that he was a creature with hellish
power, a monster, an abnormality.
His powers were developing in leaps, and he knew they were dangerous.
He had been aware of Genbu watching him, and while Rikugo had never used
those other eyes to Look into him, Touda could tell the astrologer was
quite sure of what was to come.
He was a freak.
And he was friends with Sohryu, who now knew what he was. Just like
Sohryu's father.
Blue eyes in a serene, emotionless face that gave nothing away ran
over his body and Touda ducked more. A fear he had only felt as a child
when he had thought he would be cast out for throwing mud at the elder
Sohryu raced through him.
"Took you long enough," the dragon rumbled.
He blinked. The neutral features suddenly melted into an expression
of approval.
"You're going to be a strong warrior one day, Touda."
He was speechless, still curled up in defense, and the shock of those
words was mind-numbing.
"A warrior accepts all his strengths and weaknesses, son," the elder
Sohryu went on. "He trains in all forms of physical and mental combat.
And we, as shikigami, need to train all our physical forms."
A small smile twitched at those lips and Touda was stunned. Then
the highest of the four Gods turned and walked across the yard, disappearing
inside the building.
A tremor raced through Touda.
He felt a hand touch his scales and looked at his best friend. Sohryu
was smiling at him, warm and reassuring and happy.
"He's right, y'know," the dragon said softly. "We have two forms
and denying one freedom, letting it wither and weaken, is not meant to
be. You're beautiful, Touda. You're not a monster. Anyone who can't see
that is blind. If you want to, we can train together. I bet you can fly."
There was a little grin.
"I don't know," he murmured.
"How about we find out?"
And then there was a young, blue scaled dragon rising in front of
him, eyes glinting, wings outstretched.
"Let's fly!"
And he was off into the sky.
Touda followed the lithe, beautiful creature with his eyes, then
felt an answering thrill run through him.
Fly.
Yes, he wanted to fly.
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