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Endless Bouts	By : kokkeichan Category: +S to Z > s-CRY-ed/Scryed Views: 4036 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Endless Bouts
Author: Cheza-chan
Rating: R
Pairing: Kazu/Ryu� Ryu/Kazu
Disclaimer: Hehehehehe... HahahahahaHAHA!! I'm sorry. Just thinking what it would be like if I actually owned s.CRY.ed. (snorts softly)
A/N: *screams* You'd think it wouldn't be so hard to simply move a fic and add a few lemons scenes... but... look how long it's taking me to do that! *bangs her head into the wall* The mini-saga will be concluded with another chapter following this one, then I'll start a whole new chapter that both you, readers of AFF.net, and the readers of FF.net will see for the first time. Stay with meeeeeee!

Chapter Six � All Good Things Must Come to an End
Tachibana had never slept so uncomfortably in his life. Every inch of his body was wracked with pain and moving was the last thing from his mind. He could barely remember much of last night except for being enveloped in warmth and strength. �Kazuma� Why did it have to be Kazuma? Why not� Ryuhou?� Hazel eyes slid open and Tachibana snorted at his last thought. He closed his eyes with the intention of returning to sleep, but God obviously had a different plan.
The door slowly swung open and Kazuma carefully made his way in with a full tray in his hands. �Tachibana?� he murmured, placing the tray at the foot of the bed.
�Ugh�?�
�I have coffee and a hearty breakfast.�
Tachibana inched onto his side, squinting through a bright haze of colors to try and make out exactly what kind of food was on the tray; he lay horizontally on the bed. A smile tugged at his lips. �You made it?� he asked a little hoarsely.
�Who else would?� the Shell Bullet snorted. �Now sit up.�
�I can�t� My head will split wide open.� But having said that, Tachibana still used all the strength he had available to push himself up into a sitting position. He exhaled deeply, hand to his throbbing head.
�Coffee.� Kazuma pushed the tray further up onto the bed, picking up the coffee mug to hand it to the other.
Tachibana whimpered, letting his hands slowly fall back onto the bed as if the cup was too heavy. �Why�d you let me get so drunk? Why�d Elian let me do it?�
�You were being stubborn. Drink the coffee and you�ll feel better.� Kazuma raised Tachibana�s hands to lead the mug to dry lips.
Tachibana closed his eyes as he took a tentative sip. He slid his fingers from beneath Kazuma�s to place them atop the other�s slender digits.
Kazuma hadn�t meant to pull away so abruptly, but he did, almost making the coffee spill. He ran his bare hand through orange and auburn hair with a groan. Something was happening; something that was scaring him. �This is that woman�s fault�� Two days ago, Cammie had provided him information that concerned Tachibana; information that conflicted with his simplistic way of thinking. �I have Ryuhou� I wanted Ryuhou.�
Tachibana took another sip of the warm liquid, ignoring the fact that he�d repulsed the other man. �I�ll just have to go to the Mainland and drag Mimori home screaming.� He jumped as the coffee mug was pried from his fingers and stared questioningly at the man that took it away.
�You have to eat too,� Kazuma mumbled, picking up the tray to place it over Tachibana�s lap. Feeling as though distance was what they both needed at this point in time, he stood to waste the remainder of the day away on the couch.
�I need to see your right arm before the next attack.�
The statement stopped him dead in his tracks. �Why?� the auburn-haired man scoffed, his back still to the bed.
�Because you recklessly Altered it yesterday�just the arm,� Tachibana replied monotonously, picking at the food. It was good, but he�d suddenly lost his appetite.
�Fine,� Kazuma snapped, spinning around. �And once we�re done here, maybe I should just move back into my own house.�
�Maybe.� The tray and its contents disappeared, three jade spheres hovering around their owner. Tachibana glared at the other man as he sat and ordered a sphere forward at a speed he knew would be painful for the recipient at such a close range.
Kazuma snatched the jewel out of the air, crushing it in his hand with a grunt. �Forget it,� he scoffed, standing and walking out. And forget the couch.
The remaining Eternity Eight spheres disintegrated as Tachibana fell back onto his side with a groan. He winced as the front door slammed then covered his face.
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Cammie tore herself from the paperwork at hand to answer the door for the other girl. �Hai?� Her smile fell as she stared at the distraught man. �Tachibana,� she gasped. �What happened?�
�Cammie�� Tachibana sighed, scratching his head. His normally vibrant eyes were troubled and dull.
�Come in.� Cammie stepped back to let him by, then closed the door while saying she would put on a pot of coffee for them.
Tachibana shuffled into the house with a deep sigh, making a beeline for the couch that had been locked into his sights. It was almost like he�d regressed to his former self�he�d been acting like a spoiled brat that had to have everything go his way. He dropped onto the cushions with a groan, burying his face in his hands. �I think I just screwed myself.�
�That�s not physically possible,� Cammie commented as she hurried out to take a seat beside him. �Oh, wait. It is.�
Tachibana smiled, removing his hands from his face, and turned so he was staring at her. He knew coming here would be a good thing.
He the girls� house that night feeling slightly better�Cammie had that effect. He waved goodnight over his shoulder, still smiling at the suggestion she had thrown at him during their time together. His smile faded as he realized it actually wasn�t a bad idea.
The young man laughed and broke into a run for his house. He wasted no time getting inside and made a beeline�he found he was making a lot of those as of late�for his office after kicking the front door close Once settled comfortably, he sought out paper and something to write with, then stared at the blank sheet. The tip of the pen touched the paper and his characters began forming hesitantly as he was unable to find where he wanted the letter to go and what he really wanted it to say.
Tachibana yelled out, tossing another crumpled sheet aside. Cammie would pay dearly for putting the thought in his head. Bending back over the desk, he began scribbling out another rough draft. Nervous and still agitated, the Alter user switched his pen to his left hand, using the right to keep his head upright. A small smile tugged at his lips as he began liking the way things were now progressing.
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Kazuma couldn�t bring himself to go back to his own house on such a sour note�he also forgot to leave with the clothes that had been brought over for him. He turned the doorknob and exhaled softly as it opened, then close it silently after stepping inside. �Hopefully he�s asleep.�
The Shell Bullet toed off his shoes by the door and carefully made his way through the kitchen and down the hall. The bedroom door was partially open and he gave it a nudge so it moved in a wider arc, and peered into the darkness. He smirked at the shadowy figure on the bed and stepped inside to join him.
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Kazuma moaned in disagreement to the arm trying to push him away�he was too tired to even face the Mainland at this point�and pulled the solid warmth closer.
Tachibana couldn�t believe what was happening; in a space of five days, one man turned his entire world upside-down�hadn�t they been fighting just yesterday? What kept the deep and heated blush on his face was not the fact that he was spooned against Kazuma, but what he felt against his tailbone. �When did he get in�How did he get in?!� A whimper escaped Tachibana�s lips as the man holding him captive shifted once again. �Dear God, or gods, in heaven��
Kazuma�s left hand slid from the small waist to Tachibana�s bare abdomen, and for a brief moment, he forgot himself and where he was; his fingers slipped beyond the elastic band of his host�s boxers.
Whimpering softly, Tachibana fruitlessly tried to inch away as the hand seemed to search. It would all be enjoyable if�one: Kazuma wasn�t sleeping; two: they were actually lovers. The digits closed around the semi-hard organ and a heart stopped beating. �Kazuma! Wake up!� Tachibana screeched, shoving at the arm. He frantically scrambled away and yelled as he fell over the edge of the bed in his hurry; his legs were the only parts of him that remained on the bed, and his right foot twitched. �Itai��
The Shell Bullet groaned loudly and snatched up the free pillow to replace the lost body.
Tachibana�s chest heaved as he tried to slow his panting. He slowly dragged his legs to the floor and pushed himself into a kneeling position so he hung off of the side of the bed. Hazel eyes widened at the unearthed letter and he snatched it up. Tachibana glared at Kazuma�s back and stood. He looked around the bedroom then turned, running into the bathroom; cold water would work just fine. When he rushed back out, Kazuma was sitting up.
With a sleepy grin on his face and the pillow still wrapped tightly in his arms, the Shell Bullet glanced at the other man. �Were you planning to water plants that don�t exist?� he asked through a large yawn.
Tachibana gritted his teeth then thanked whoever began rapping at his door; he might have ended up dousing the man before him after all. He dropped the small pail, uncaring of the sloshing water, and stormed out of his bedroom with a scoff. �Hai?� the young medic called out as the knocking ceased to be. He was trying to make sure someone was still there. Pulling open the door, his eyes and mouth widened. �Ryu�Ryuhou�!� he cried out.
Kazuma�s amber eye widened and he sprang from the bed, losing the pillow as he stumbled into the hall. He skidded to a halt, hands scrabbling at the smooth floor, and straightened to see his blood-soaked lover. His eye widened. �Tachibana!� he yelled.
Tachibana turned just in time to catch the teetering man. The letter fell from his hand, now completely trivial. �Kazuma,� he grunted as he wrapped Ryuhou�s arm around his shoulder. �I need you to go get Cammie. Now!�
The Shell Bullet gasped, unable to tear his eye away from the sight before him until the order had been issued. He ran by the men and out into the Lost Ground.
Tachibana whispered encouragingly to Ryuhou as he tried to move them both into Cammie�s room. His greatest concern was to make sure Ryuhou wasn�t as bad as he seemed under all that blood. He kicked the door open, promising himself he�d fixed the frame, then staggeringly made his way to the bed where he deposited the man carefully.
Kazuma returned with Cammie in time to witness Tachibana peel away the tattered and bloody HOLY uniform. The young woman searched the shelves. Unable to calm herself enough to know what she was looking for, she reached up and swiped one clean, taking everything to the free side of her bed.
Kazuma stood motionless in the doorway with his head slumped against the wood. His orange bangs hid and shadowed the right side of his face. The only thing that kept him so collected was the fact that Ryuhou had managed to make it this far, therefore, he had to make it through his procedure.
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Cammie gave Kazuma�s shoulder a firm but gentle squeeze after she�d cleaned her hands. �Go sit with him,� she sighed softly. �He needs your presence.�
Kazuma wasn�t sure if she meant for him to sit with Tachibana or Ryuhou�neither of them would be moving soon. He slowly made his way to the bed and dropped unceremoniously into the chair Tachibana had long since abandoned. The purple-haired man gasped, startled from his short nap. He looked over his shoulder at the other man then placed his head back onto the mattress with a deep sigh.
Cammie bent and picked up the blood-dappled envelope she came across in the hall with a soft groan. She smiled and placed it into Kazuma�s jacket�it hung with two others on the coat stand near the door.
Ryuhou was already sitting up when the frantic yelling started. He stared at the other Alter users out of his right eye�the left was covered with gauze and a white patch�then returned to the task at hand: getting up.
�Ryuhou,� Tachibana started in a concerned tone. �You�re not fit to move for at least two more days.�
�I�m moving, aren�t I?�
Kazuma snarled softly, the fingers of his right hand tightening into a fist. �You selfish bastard,� he forced through clenched teeth. �Why don�t you ever listen! The only thing any of us want right now is to see you fully recover!�
Ryuhou hadn�t blinked the entire time Kazuma was yelling, and he was having a hard time hiding his smirk; it wasn�t every day your lover confessed his feelings for you in front of others�and with so much emotion. He sighed and inched his way back onto the bed, lying down with a stifled groan. �I�ll stay one more day.�
�That�s fine,� Tachibana said with a weak smile. �But I want you to come back in a week so I can check your eye.�
�Hn,� was the older man�s reply.
Kazuma scoffed and stuck his hands deep into the pockets of his pants. He made no motion to leave, and he couldn�t bring himself to relax either. No one in the room could.
With Ryuhou�s return, Tachibana�s feeling became locked in a vise; when it came to Kazuma, Ryuhou was extremely protective, almost obsessive. Tachibana sighed; rubbing his arms, he smiled weakly and bowed his head. �I need to consult with Cammie about something,� the young man mumbled. He turned and made his way around the scowling Kazuma and out of the room. Tachibana stopped at the open double doors of the living room. He smiled at the sight of Cammie sitting on the couch.
She looked up with her own smile. �We hardly come in here anymore,� she sighed. �Do you remember this picture?� Tachibana crossed into the room and dropped down beside her. He laughed as he saw the image she was referring to.
Kanami had somehow managed to get them all together for a horrible Christmas picture. Urizane and Kazuma had started laying into each other just as the picture was taken, pushing Ryuhou and Elian off-balance. Tachibana and Cammie, with Kanami in front of them, were the only three that remained as they should have been, but with broken smiles and sweatdrops.
�Everyone in the picture got one,� Cammie sighed as she placed the frame back on the table. She pressed her hands flat against her thighs, rubbing to wipe away the nervous sweat that was beading on her palms. A few more seconds of silence rolled by and the young woman broke.
�ItoldKazumayouhadfeelingsforhim.�
Even though she had rushed it, forming one unintelligible word, Tachibana heard every word in it clearly. �Wh� what?� he stammered.
�The day you visited Kanami-chan,� Cammie confessed, fiddling with the hem of her skirt. �He demanded what he was doing �for your sake� and I admitted how much you cared for him. I�m sorry.�
�It�s all right.�
Tear-filled green eyes blinked, then widened as arms slid around her. Now it was Cammie�s turn to stutter. �Wh� what?�
�There are things way more important than love disclosed,� Tachibana sighed, a wistful smile on his face. �But that would explain why we almost ended up destroying the house.�
Cammie laughed and hugged him back.
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