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Burning of a Phoenix	By : AnonymousTigress Category: +M to R > Ronin Warriors Views: 1882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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CHAPTER SIX
True to Sky’s word, Mia and the Ancient One could not be found. Rowen now had his program running constantly on his computer. It was hooked up to his cell phone to alert him if anything popped up on the screen.
Starting from the dynasty gate close to the Mortal Realm hospital, the eight warlords had decided to spread out in a new search for Ryo. Four of them followed some leads in the Mortal Realm while the other four roamed the Nether Realm.
Anubis and Rowen stayed nearby their home base, in case Rowen’s phone went off. Sekhmet and Cye, however, traveled from town to town. It was mid-day when they arrived in a town and got a surprise.
Cye stared in surprise as the elderly woman in front of him. She had one of the smaller inns in the Nether Realm village.
“What did you say his name was, Mam?” Cye asked, trying to keep the eagerness out of his voice.
She smiled at him as she cleaned off her dining room table.
“Ryo. Such a sweet young man. Very helpful. He spent the night here. He was eating breakfast when I mentioned we were short-staffed in the fields today. He was planning to leave today, but he offered to help out,” the elderly woman replied.
Cye had to try his best to keep from smirking. The ronin had just made a fatal mistake.
[Sekhmet.]
The other warlord appeared in the open doorway. Cye smiled at him as the elderly woman stood up straight.
“My new friend says that our brother is here,” Cye said.
Sekhmet recognized the code word for what it was. He came over to stand by his lover’s side. The elderly woman was looking at them with a puzzled expression.
“Ryo’s your brother?” she asked.
Sekhmet smiled at his lover before turning his attention to the lady.
“Not exactly, Mam. Ryo is a very ‘special’ friend of ours. He has some psychological issues. Witnessed the murder of his kid brother. Hasn’t been the same since,” Sekhmet said, lying smoothly.
The woman brought a hand up to her mouth with a startled look on her face.
“Oh, dear. The poor boy,” she said, glancing out the window in the direction the fields must be.
Cye stepped forward to take her hand in his. He patted her hand with his other hand.
“Nothing to worry yourself over. He’s only been without us for a short time. He just has these…breakdowns where only we can calm him down. He means you no harm,” Cye told her.
The elderly woman nodded in understanding. Sekhmet stepped forward to pat her gently on the shoulder.
“When do you expect him and the others back?” Sekhmet asked.
Her eyes shot over to an old grandfather clock. Its time read as 12:25 P.M.
“I expect the boys back around six,” she answered.
It was then that the two warlords began to plot.

/……/

She couldn’t get over it. The young man seemed perfectly normal as he sat at the end of the dinner table eating. But the other two men had assured her that his heart was burdened with the witnessed death of his kid brother, Yuli.
“Whatever you do, do not bring up the subject. It might cause him to have a breakdown.”
Mama Kuffy didn’t want to do this, but she didn’t want the young man to bring harm to himself. She was in the kitchen pouring him a glass of lemonade. From one of her apron pockets, she pulled out a small vial which one of the young men had given her. Hesitating for only a second, she poured the contents of the vial into the drink. Stirring it with a straw caused the lemonade to turn pink.
Mama Kuffy picked up the glass and brought it out to Ryo. She set it down in front of him with a smile. Ryo smiled appreciatively.
“Thank you. Where are the others?” Ryo asked.
Mama Kuffy smiled softly.
“They went to visit some family at the edge of town. I didn’t want you to be here all alone,” Mama Kuffy explained.
Ryo picked up the glass of pink lemonade and took a good, long sip. It tasted a little sweeter than he was used to, but that didn’t bother him. He placed the glass down and took up another fork of chicken.
“You shouldn’t need to stay, Mam. Go and join your family. I’ll be okay here,” Ryo assured her.
The elderly woman clearly felt guilty leaving him alone in the inn. Ryo allowed her to stay with him during dinner, but then he was able to talk her into leaving. After the woman’s departure, Ryo sat down in the living room with a book he had picked up.
He was only partly through the book when he found himself extremely tired all the sudden. He blinked hard and shook his head. In addition to the exhaustion, Ryo felt a pounding in his head. Ryo closed the book and placed it on an end table.
He stumbled down the back hall to the room he was staying in. He staggered in like a drunk man clutching the side of his head.
What the Hell was happening to him?
Suddenly, someone attacked him from behind. An arm flew around his arms and body while another clapped a wet cloth over his mouth.
Ryo violently shook his body back and forth, trying in vain to dislodge the hand holding the cloth over his mouth. His body was weak and he could feel the chemical on the cloth knocking him out. He shook, even as his grip on the attacker’s arms weakened.
“Shh. Let go, Wildfire,” a voice whispered in his ear.
Ryo tried to fight against losing consciousness, but he came to a scary realization that it wasn’t going to happen. He was too weak and much too exhausted to fight it. He gave one last jerk before finally losing consciousness.
Sekhmet knew when Ryo’s body slumped in his arms that the ronin had finally given in. He smirked as he pocketed the cloth. He slumped the ronin down in his arms before cradling him in his arms when he stood.
“Finally in our grasp, little ronin,” Sekhmet murmured.
He carried the unconscious brunette outside where Cye was waiting with two horses. His eyes lit up at the sight of their long sought after prey unconscious in his lover’s arms. The two had agreed that they wouldn’t call the others back to home base until they had Ryo back there.
Cye took Ryo from him so he could climb up onto his horse. Then Cye helped to lift the unconscious ronin onto the horse in front of Sekhmet. Ryo now sat on his side with his body leaned against Sekhmet. The Warlord of Venom tucked one arm around the ronin’s body and used the other to grab up the reins.
He waited until Cye was on his horse for them to start off. They were about three hours out from their home base. They weren’t taking their chances with teleporting straight there using their armor power. They couldn’t risk Ryo’s body or armor counteracting the chemicals keeping him weak and asleep.
For the most part, the two warlords rode in silence. Every once in a while, Cye would glance over at the two of them. More than once, he found his lover touching the sleeping ronin. On his last glance, Sekhmet had slipped a hand under the ronin’s shirt to rest it firmly over his bare stomach.
Cye chuckled. Sekhmet glanced over at him with a raised eyebrow.
“Enjoying yourself, koibito [lover]?” Cye smirked.
Sekhmet chuckled in response.
“And if I said I was?” he leered. “What would you do about it, my Great White?”
Cye shot him a mock glare. He actually liked it when his lover used marine life as a nickname for him, especially dangerous creatures such as the Great White shark.
“I would have to get you back later for leaving me out on the fun,” Cye told him.
“I’ll let you tie him up when we get home,” Sekhmet offered.
Cye’s face lit up.
“It’s a start in the right direction, dear.”
The two shared a laugh. Sekhmet laughing jostled Ryo, but didn’t stir him from his deep unconscious state.
Secretly, Sekhmet loved the soft skin resting under his hand. It was similar to the soft skin of his lover. That and he remembered Cye telling him Ryo was the youngest of the ronins. After a year, he would have to be about seventeen which in mortal standards put him “under the age of consent.” The other ronins were all twenty-one with the exception of Sage who was twenty-two [1].
He remembered when he had the pleasure of taking his younger lover for the first time. Like his other brothers, he had savored taking his former ronin’s virginity. The ronin had been an eager student and quick to learn what he liked. And here he was with a fresh virgin sitting defenseless on his lap.
Judging by the look his lover was giving him, he wasn’t the only one thinking something along those lines.
They were about an hour away from their destination when Cye glanced over and saw Ryo stirring.
[Sekhmet.]
Cye needn’t say any more than that. Sekhmet knew immediately what Cye was telling him.
They both pulled their horses to a stop. Cye slid off his horse and caught Ryo easily when Sekhmet shifted him down to him. Ryo was tossing his head and groaning. They had a very short window of time to put the brunette back under.
Cye took a dark bandana out of his back pack and wrapped it securely over Ryo’s eyes. Should Sekhmet not get his equipment out fast enough, this would disorient the waking ronin. Ryo’s hands flew up, but Cye was ready for him.
Cye twisted him around so his back was to his chest. He swept his legs out from under him as he came down to the ground in a sitting position. Ryo grumbled into his lap with another groan. He tried to weakly shake off the warlord, but his body was still very weak.
During this time, Sekhmet had jumped off his own horse and dug into his bag. He knelt down by the ronin who was completely immobilized by Cye now. Cye had turned him so Sekhmet could get to one of his arms. Sekhmet rolled the shirt sleeve up and quickly sanitized the space with a cotton ball. Ryo gave a weak jerk of his body which caused Cye to tighten his grip.
Sekhmet picked up a needle and stuck it into a small glass bottle with a clear liquid. He drew some of the liquid into the shot before grabbing Ryo’s arm and pressing the needle into the skin. Ryo openly winced as the liquid was shot into his system. Sekhmet removed the needle and wiped the space where he had stuck him.
Ryo shivered as if cold while the shot took effect. Cye loosened his grip but didn’t release the ronin. Instead he ran a hand through the ronin’s hair while Sekhmet placed his things back in his saddle bag. Sekhmet came back over and came down in a crouch beside them.
“Enjoying your prey, love?” Sekhmet smirked.
Cye flashed him a smirk as he lightly ran his hands over the ronin’s body. He tucked the ronin’s head onto his shoulder.
“I was right to be jealous. He’s quite the innocent little lamb. Pure and unaware of the wolves surrounding him,” Cye chuckled.
Sekhmet didn’t hesitate to close the gap between them and connect their mouths. Ryo whimpered as his body was pressed more firmly against Cye’s. Only when they needed to come up for air did the two lovers separate. As Sekhmet leaned back from over Ryo, he clicked his teeth together next to his ear. This caused Ryo to further burrow into the aquatic warlord who gave a small groan of his own.
[Much as I would love you to treat him like a mouse hiding from a cobra, please don’t. He is rubbing against very responsive…equipment.]
Sekhmet hid a smirk behind his hand. It was fun playing with his prey, but they did need to get things rolling. Sekhmet wrapped his arms around Ryo and lifted him from Cye’s lap. He smirked openly down at his lover.
[Need to take care of something, Cye?]
Cye shot him a look. He took in a deep breath and released it.
[No. I’m fine. You, however, will be mine later.]
Sekhmet threw his head back with a laugh as he turned his back to walk back to his horse.
[I look forward to it, love.]

/……/

The ronin’s body was a sight to behold. Cye stared down in admiration at Ryo’s bare chest. Upon arriving to the home base, Cye had taken Ryo inside and set him up in a spare room they had. Sekhmet had left to gather the others.
Cye had stripped Ryo of all his clothes except the plain black sleep pants he had been wearing earlier. He straddled the blind ronin with his knees pressing his shoulders down. Cye wrapped a strong pair of chains around Ryo’s wrists, binding them together. He expertly wrapped the chain up and through the headboard so that any one of the warlords could shorten or lengthen the chain.
Instead of sliding off the ronin, Cye slid down so his body covered his entirely. He wasn’t surprised when Ryo gave an almighty, full-body shake. His lover had told him on many occasions his body was cold like he had just come from the sea. Ryo having the armor of Wildfire could naturally cause him to flinch back from the cold.
“It seems you’ve caught our elusive prey.”
Cye chuckled as he slid down Ryo’s body to rest his head on the brunette’s stomach. He faced towards the door where Rowen was leaning on the door.
“It’s quite a sight, isn’t it?” Cye asked.
Rowen chuckled as he came further into the room and closed the door behind him.
“Oh, I don’t know. It was more interesting that time I walked in on you and Sekhmet,” Rowen said, stopping at the bedside.
Cye snickered into Ryo’s stomach, causing the ronin to shake with the movement. He remembered the day quite vividly. Rowen had come in bringing Sekhmet some new snake specimens while the two of them had been busy.
“I warned you not to come in,” Cye teased.
Rowen snorted.
“Pfft. You did no such thing.” Chuckle. “Hell, when I came in and you spotted me, you invited me to join you.”
Cye pouted up at him.
“And you didn’t take me up on my offer,” Cye countered.
Rowen shook his head as he brought a hand down to soothe through Cye’s hair. He gripped the back and pulled Cye’s head up. Cye allowed the movement as Rowen dipped down to kiss him. Cye groaned as he pushed forward into the kiss.
Rowen opened his mouth and allowed Cye entrance. Cye immediately sat himself up so he was leaning up on his knees between Ryo’s legs. He brought a hand up to cup Rowen’s jaw and cheek. Rowen groaned as Cye dominated his mouth. Cye pulled back with a sly grin on his face.
“Does your lover know you’re having fun without him?” Cye whispered.
Rowen smiled.
“You should have seen what my lover did to your lover when he told us the good news,” Rowen whispered back.
Cye raised an eyebrow in question. Rowen leaned over and whispered the tale in his story. Cye groaned; his pants tightened while listening to the details. Oh, gods. He wished he had been there to witness the two warlords making out. Why did Strata get to have all the fun?
With Rowen’s closeness, Cye could feel that he wasn’t the only one affected by the story. Rowen’s breath hitched when he felt a pair of hands come up to undo his belt and pants. He felt them being pulled down and his erect member freed. His gaze shot up to Ryo’s face, but the ronin was out cold from the drugs.
He groaned when Cye’s mouth latched onto his throat and his hand around his member.
“Come on, Orion. Tell me more. Tell me all about it,” Cye said, using their group nickname for Rowen.
The blue-haired warlord moaned into Cye’s ear when the hand started pumping his erection. Cye chuckled into the other warlord’s throat.
“Hmm. Shoulda been there, Cye. Fuck. Anubis threw Sekhmet up against…ahh…tree. Oooh, I thought he was mad. So hot, FUCK! Never seen ‘nubis kiss anyone hmm like that ‘cept me. He dips his tongue and makes your mouth hotter than HELL!”
Cye moaned and sped up his movements. Rowen told him everything. Anubis had slid his hands up the inside of Sekhmet’s shirt; Sekhmet up the inside on his back; an all-out tongue war between the two, leaving Rowen very weak in the knees.
Rowen’s body shook. He could feel his release coming. He caught the back of Cye’s head and yanked him off his neck. Holding Cye’s head back, Rowen sunk his teeth into the base of Cye’s throat as he came. Combined with the vivid mental image and the bite to his neck, Cye came in his pants at the same time as Rowen.
They rode out each other’s orgasm. Rowen eased off the piece of skin in his mouth and licked up the droplets of blood on Cye’s neck. Cye whimpered; Rowen’s mouth was now sucking up some more blood.
“Damn vampire,” Cye grunted.
Rowen chuckled. He pulled his head back while licking his lips.
[Cye, Rowen. The others are here. Sage will relieve you in watching Wildfire.]
The two moaned in disappointment. Cye released his hold on the archer in order to check on Ryo. The ronin was still under heavy sedation and showed no signs of waking up anytime soon.
Rowen willed himself to his room to quickly clean up. Cye decided to do the same. When Cye left, Sage appeared in his place.

/……/

He felt so out of it. Ryo could feel the chains wrapped around his wrists and the dark blindfold covering his eyes. He couldn’t feel chains or anything else holding his legs down. Yet whatever he had been given kept him from being able to do anything.
Before being dosed again, Ryo had tried burning through the chains earlier, but had been unable to do so. With his limited amount of concentration, Ryo had managed to figure out that they were trying to keep him drugged and compliant.
He just didn’t know why. What was the warlords plan?
He jumped a little when something cold and hard was pressed to his mouth. He turned his head away. Ryo felt a hand grasp his chin, but he used what little strength he had to keep his jaw locked.
“Open your mouth, Ryo.” The cold object was pressed insistently at his mouth. “It’s only water.”
Ryo tentatively opened his mouth. It made him feel a smidge better to get some water. The hand left his chin in favor of stroking his throat to help him swallow.
Ryo coughed up some water, causing the glass bottle to be pulled back. A cloth cleaned off the sides of his mouth. A hand patted him mockingly on the cheek before a chuckle reached his ears.
“Good boy, Wildfire.”
Sage stood up from the bed with a smirk. His gaze roamed slowly over the drugged ronin’s body. The youth’s body was quite a sight.
He had a thin body, but not to the point of being anorexic or unhealthy. His skin was a light color with barely any scratches or marks on him. The only downside was the pair of sleep pants hiding his lower body. A shiver ran up his spine as he thought about how the little ronin must look in the throes of passion.
His smirk grew when a body leaned on his back. Cale rested his head on his shoulder while wrapping an arm around him. The other hand rested heavily on his thigh.
“Like what you see, love?” Cale whispered.
Sage chuckled. He watched Ryo’s head turn slowly, as if he were trying to locate the sound.
“The final armor where it should be and its bearer lying at our mercy? It’s like Christmas, Valentine’s Day and my birthday all rolled into one,” Sage answered.
Cale chuckled in his ear. The hand on Sage’s thigh ran across it to cup his semi-erection and rub at it firmly. Sage chuckled before bringing one of his hands down to interlock their fingers.
Cale turned his head to suck on his lover’s neck as he worked their hands over the stiff member.
[Anubis left to make sure everything’s ready for the ritual.]
Sage groaned softly as the pace on his throbbing erection slowed to a painfully slow pace. His lover could be so cruel, sometimes. Scratch that. Always.
[A-And the others?]
Cale knew he frustrated his lover to no end.
[They’re on both sides of the dynasty gates. To make sure that the Ancient One doesn’t come through for a rescue.] Cale.
Sage let out a protesting groan when the hand stopped. He dug his nails into his lover’s hand, earning himself a mental chuckle.
[I love the beautiful sounds you make, my dark angel. And I would take you, but I came here for a reason.] Cale.
Sage threw him a nasty look and streamlined a string of curses through their mental link when Cale peeled himself off his lover. Cale gave him a small kiss on the cheek and quickly moved to avoid his lover pulling him in for a deeper kiss.
[Tease.]
Sage watched as Cale pulled out what looked like a bottle of dark-colored paint and a thin paintbrush. He grew curious when his dark lover climbed onto the bed and straddled the ronin’s waist. As if reading his mind, Cale turned his head to shoot him a mock glare.
[Get those thoughts out of your head, Sage.]
Sage chuckled as he walked around the bed. He glided his hand over the back of Cale’s neck on his way. He came up to the head of the bed and sat down beside Ryo’s head. The blonde warrior made the younger warrior jolt a little when he rested his hand on his head.
[But it’s very suggestive and…inspiring. Ooh, the ideas.]
Cale shot him a look.
[File them away for later. Keep him still. I need to get the markings on right. How long ago did you give him the new dose?]
Sage glanced up at a clock on the wall. [Half hour.]
[Perfect.]
Sage kept his eyes downcast and on his prey. He knew what he’d really like to do. What he would love to do.
He wanted to put his head down and whisper to his prey. Tell him how he looked. What he wanted to do to him. Sage’s member twitched. Apparently, it liked the idea just fine, too.
However, he pushed those thoughts away when his lover gave him the look. Sage adjusted himself before swiping his hand mock soothingly through the small brunette’s hair. Ryo made a small noise before moving his head slightly into the contact. If he had the ability to, he would have ripped his head away. But he didn’t have the strength and the touch reminded him of Tom.
Keeping his gaze off his lover, Cale dipped the brush into the paint and started. He drew specific symbols and markings all over the ronin’s chest and abdomen. They had been waiting for this moment for over a year and he had memorized the exact markings a long time ago. Even the gorgeous vision that was his lover wasn’t going to distract him.
A glance up was nearly his undoing. Sage was lounging on his side, on a part of the pillow above Ryo’s head. He was resting his head on his arm and that hand was gently playing with the young ronin’s hair. Ryo’s mouth was open a little as he breathed in and out slowly. His tongue darted out to wet his lips.
Cale had to suppress the powerful urge to groan. Now he was the one getting ideas. Oh, what a picture his dark angel made lying next to the innocent little ronin. He could practically hear Wildfire crying out for mercy, begging for release after hours of being played with; oh, he could just picture his lover plunging into the ronin’s lithe body. Cale shuddered.
[Now who’s distracted?]
Cale snapped out of his thoughts to notice his lover was now draped loosely over their elusive prey. Sage’s fingers were playing with the bandana covering Ryo’s eyes. Cale finished what he was doing and put the “paint” away.
[I’m a horrible influence on you, Sage.]
Sage smiled innocently, but it morphed into a smirk. Cale climbed off the ronin and stood beside the bed. He glanced back down at his lover as he climbed off the bed, too. He stepped up next to him and pulled his lover’s head down to kiss him. Cale allowed it for a minute before pulling away.
[I don’t have time to play. I’m needed to help Anubis with getting ready for the ritual.]
The smirk on his lover’s face did nothing to assuage his thoughts. Sage stepped closer to whisper to him quietly.
“You may not have time to play, but I know someone who isn’t going anywhere fast,” Sage hinted.
Cale glanced over his head at the semi-conscious ronin. His lover had a good point. Wildfire was currently drugged and Sage was going to remain here to bring Wildfire when they were ready with the ritual. It wouldn’t hurt for the blonde to have a little fun while he waited.
“Don’t break anything. We need him whole for the ritual,” Cale murmured.
Sage’s answer was another smirk and a kiss. Cale disappeared to join Anubis while Sage turned around. Sage surveyed his prey as he circled slowly around the bed.
He didn’t know what to do with the defenseless ronin first. So much to do, so little time to do it in.
END OF CHAPTER SIX
[1] At this point, you’re probably going “Ehh? That’s not how old they are and Ryo is NOT the youngest.” Yeah, well, this is my story and those are the ages I’ve put them at.
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