Monster Squad

The comm link shutdown as Yohji and Omi stared at the computer screen. Omi blinked a few times, trying to discern what Ken had just told them.

\"How can he expect me to just sit tight while he is out there and getting hurt!!!\" Yohji roared. He slammed his fist on the desk. He was not going to loose another lover to his stupidity. Asuka had been painful enough. To loose Ken would be the death of him. Muttering to himself, he grabbed his coat and headed for his car.

Hikaru grabbed his shoulder. \"Yohji, if Ken-kun says to stay here, then it\'s ok. I trust his judgement.\"

Yohji turned on her. \"You weren\'t forced to watch as he discovered his best friend had been the cause of his exile from the J-League, or as he struggled to find a shred of good left in a person he once loved. Ken had to kill his best friend, and he\'s got issues with judgement. I\'ll be the first to defend him, but when it comes to people and their values, Ken is a poor interpreter. I will not allow him to make a mistake that could take his life.\"

\"For a lover, you certainly don\'t trust him very much. Nor are you very selfless.\" Hikaru tightened her grip on his arm.

\"What do you know of love? You don\'t even know who you are!\" Yohji growled.

Omi watched their quarrel with dismay. Standing, he shouted, \"Enough!\" The others stopped and stared at him, wary of what he might do. \"I will not listen to anymore bickering. You\'re both adults, so stop fighting like children. No one is leaving this apartment until Aya returns and we discuss this. Am I understood?\"

\"Yes,\" the others said quietly.

\"Good.\"

~~~~~~~~~
Blaze groaned and squirmed to his side. His knees came in contact with another body, and he opened his eyes to find Ken sitting beside him. Smiling, he watched the other\'s lightly dozing form. There was a creak in the house, and the other was suddenly awake and crouched into a pouncing position. Blaze chuckled softly, inwardly marveling at the younger man\'s abilities.

\"Welcome back, Blaze.\" Ken stood, and looked down at him through the light splattered darkness. \"You\'ve been out for a while. Everything okay?\"

\"Well, I\'m a bit stiff from these chains. Normally, I\'d be strong enough to break them, but for some reason I can\'t.\"

\"I think I can take care of the chains, but those evil cuffs are another matter.\"

\"Oh, please do,\" Blaze murmured.

Ken knelt in front of Blaze and snapped off the iron manacles. \"There, that any better?\"

\"Yeah, thanks.\" Blaze\'s amber eyes locked with Ken\'s and he smiled. \"So what is the deal with these cuffs then?\"

\"Uh, they restrict any abnormal physical and magical abilities to the level of a normal human.\" Ken said, wondering if he should have answered the question. Tearing his eyes away from Blaze, he looked at the floor.

\"So you know that I\'m not human. I take it you aren\'t either.\"

\"Ah, no. . . ,\" Ken mumbled. \"Now that that\'s outta the way, let\'s leave.\"

Blaze leaned forward and peered up into Ken\'s eyes. \"Ken,\" he whispered. \"There\'s no hurry. Ko-ishi will be fine until the day of the lunar eclipse.\"

\"Still, I don\'t want to be here much longer. I don\'t like being away from home.\"

\"Neither do I, Ken. Neither do I.\"

~~~~~~~~~
Aya, Zechs and Nauroth stood outside of Takuzaki\'s Pink Elephant. A long line of gender bending humans stood in front of them, all waiting to get into the hottest club of underground Tokyo. The word on the street was that the Yakuza was the primary investor of the club, and if you wanted drugs, sex, or anything wilder, this was the place to come. No one looked twice in the place, and privacy was something that didn\'t matter. Blood was a usual adornment in the club, generally covering a leather whip of some sort. Aya hunted here because no one would think anything of him sucking the blood out of some relatively helpless mortal. But this time was different. He\'d never brought Zechs with him on a hunt, nor had he hunted with Nauroth in centuries. The excitement he felt was undeniable, and he wanted it to be the most unforgettable night in a long while.

The bouncer greeted Aya with a sexy smile, then sent his eyes over Zechs. The blond was wearing the white pleather pants that Treize was oh so fond of, and mesh long sleeved shirt beneath a slim-cut black mesh tank. His hair was still mussed from an afternoon go with Treize, and he was finding himself rather surprised that there were no cum stains on his pants. He shifted sensually beneath the bouncer\'s gaze, then nodded at Aya. Aya himself was wearing his tight leather pants and a partially buttoned red dress shirt. The two of them with Nauroth looked ready for world conquest through carnal desires. They all smiled winningly at the bouncer, who was sure that they were all taken by either each other or some poor dog that had no idea where they were, and walked down the stairs, into the club.

The air was hot, thick, and heavy with incense. Zechs was dizzy already, just by inhaling. Aya looped an arm around him and guided him into the throng of people. Finding a table, he sat him down. Planting a deep kiss on his lips, Aya sat on Zechs\' lap. Nauroth sat beside them, a small grin on his face. He stopped a boy clad in metallic blue pleather and a spiked dog collar and asked where the bar was located. The boy gave him a sultry grin and tugged him out of his chair. They disappeared into the crowd.

Leaning close to Zechs, Aya asked, \"Do you wanna dance?\" Zechs nodded and Aya pulled him onto the dance floor as a fast paced Leon song was played. The redhead stretched the blond against him and began moving to the music. His hips gyrated with the bass, and Zechs ran his hands over the broad chest beneath him. Nauroth appeared beside them, little boy blue still clinging to him with a drunken look on his face. He murmured in Aya\'s ear, and the redhead smiled.

The song soon melded into another, and Zechs dragged Aya from the dance floor. \"I\'m starving!\" he said over the swell of music.

\"I know. Nauroth ordered food for you!\" Aya led him to the bar and gave the keep the number. Smiling, the bald man behind the counter slid the food down to them and went back to his business. The crowd around the bar parted for Aya as he made his way back to the table. He sat with Zechs while he ate, then slipped into the crowd to search for his evening meal.

Aya found Nauroth with his boy, still clinging to him and begging for a kiss or two. He stood a little ways away, letting the crowd move around him. Nauroth stopped dancing with his toy and glided over to Aya. He looped his arms around the other and started to sway to the music. The younger vampire rested his forehead against his sire\'s and rested his arms on the other\'s shoulders as he began to dance. Never tiring of each other for a moment, they quickly gathered a flock of onlookers, Zechs among them. Zechs watched Aya carefully, his lover singing along with the song, the newest duet from Two Mix and DEEN, in what appeared to be the foreplay for a dry fuck. Aya glanced over Nauroth\'s shoulder at the blond and ran his tongue over his lips.
Unable to stand the thought of Aya and a former lover on the dance floor, he coolly strode out and plastered himself to Aya\'s backside. The redhead leaned into him, and Nauroth gripped the blond\'s hip tightly. Aya reached up to untie Nauroth\'s hair, but the older vampire stopped him, only to find that Zechs had tugged the cord away. Soon they were both kissing Aya wherever they could without bumping heads. Abyssinian was moaning loudly between them, reveling in the feel of arousal both in front of and behind him. He was melting in their heat, and everything was going as he had hoped.
Through the pleasurable haze that had enveloped him, Aya felt the sharp burn of empty veins. Growling, he pulled himself from his lovers and prowled into the throng as Nauroth and Zechs continued kissing. Sighting Nauroth\'s blue boy and his friends, he strode over. They were all very young, and most likely got in with fake IDs. Each one had chosen a specific color to dress in, and there were several pretty faces. Settling on a cute brunette boy, that looked a helluva lot like Omi, with bright orange streaks in his hair and neon bondage pants to match, Aya nodded to the dance floor. A thick blush stained the boy\'s face, even in the dark. Nonetheless, the boy followed Aya into the pulsing throng.

Finding a suitably dark area near the bass-thumping speakers, Aya began dancing. He pressed himself against the boy, whose hips barely hit the vampire\'s thighs. Threading his fingers through the boy\'s, he guided the trembling hands over his chest and down to his tight ass. Grinding heavily on the smaller boy\'s frame, Aya slowly forced his meal over to the wall. Smiling ferally at the wide-eyed boy, he bent down and blew across the other\'s ear.

\"You make me so hot,\" he whispered. \"I want you, right now.\"

The boy trembled beneath Aya, whimpering. Despite his cries, the boy ground his hips against the other and pulled him closer to his face. Aya kissed him softly at first, then savagely. The boy groaned and wrapped his arms around the assassin\'s body. Aya\'s lips trailed moistly down the boy\'s neck, gently nipping and sucking as he went. Finding the main junction of his arteries, Aya loosed his fangs and bit sharply. The boy gasped and went ridged, then willingly relaxed against his assailant.

Taking his fill, Aya licked the wound he\'d inflicted and watched it close. The boy was groggy, and felt like he had just had the lay of his life. Tugging himself toward Aya, he murmured incoherently in his ear. Aya led him to a nearly concealed area of the Elephant and left him to come out of his haze.

Wandering back to where he left Zechs and Nauroth, the redheaded vampire found Nauroth was slowly pushing Zechs against a wall. They were still kissing hotly, and Zechs didn\'t seem to mind that he was being cornered. Aya watched with a smile, and slid into hearing distance.

Zechs started as his back hit the wall, and he pulled his mouth away from Nauroth\'s. He caught the glint in the vampire\'s eyes, it chilled him to the bone. It was the same look that Treize gave him when he was going to fuck him mindless and feed off him.

Shaking his head violently, Zechs tried to push Nauroth away.

\"Hey, now,\" Nauroth began. \"I\'m not gonna hurt you, Zechs.\"

\"No, we shouldn\'t be doing this. What about Aya?\"

Nauroth silenced the blond with a kiss and felt the other slacken beneath him. Soft lips meshed with his, and a skilled tongue caressed his mouth. Moaning lightly, he slid his hands to Zechs\' hips and thrust against him. The Tallgeese pilot returned the gesture, all thoughts of Aya slowly vacating his mind. Nauroth traced the shell of Zechs\' ear with the tip of his tongue, and Zechs froze.

\"No! We can\'t do this!\" he gasped as Nauroth leaned back. The dark vampire cocked his head to the side and smiled slightly.

\"Who says we can\'t?\" he murmured.

\"We can\'t, he\'ll kill us.\" Zechs squirmed against the vampire\'s grip in hopes of getting away, but all it did was heighten his awareness of his arousal and the one set directly in front of his. Whimpering in defeat, he looked up at the darker man.

\"Zechs, Ran loves us both. He won\'t kill us.\"

\"But he won\'t like it. I don\'t want to hurt him!\" Again Zechs struggled. Nauroth\'s hand cupped his balls, and he moaned deeply. \"Please, I don\'t want to hurt him,\" he begged.

Nauroth rested his chin on Zechs\' shoulder. \"Are you blind? Ran wants this more than either of us do. And I\'ve been wanting to fuck you silly since I laid eyes on you.\" He unbuttoned the fly of the shiny white pants the blond wore, and slid his hand inside. Zechs tensed and moaned, trying desperately not say anything. His eyes fluttered shut, and he slid his hands into Nauroth\'s hair. The vampire slid down his body and freed his erection from his pants. Zechs\' grip on the silky black mane tightened as he was swallowed whole, and by his lover\'s former lover. His eyes flew open at the feel of teeth, and Aya\'s face was there to greet him.

Aya smiled and, swinging a leg over Nauroth\'s head, kissed Zechs lustfully. Coming up for air, he grinned and leaned toward his lover. \"Are you okay with this?\" he murmured.

Zechs gave him the most flabbergasted look. \"Are you?\" he asked. /How is it that I manage to get with guys that always want to watch me get the living daylights fucked out of me and then let me fuck them silly? Can\'t I just have a normal lover for once in my life?/ Nauroth moaned against his cock, sending electric bliss through his body. Then Aya was kissing him again. /Oh gods, this is too much. . . . I wouldn\'t give them up for the world./

/I\'m glad you like this, Koi./ Aya\'s thoughts were in his head.

/How?/

/Just go with it. We\'ll be leaving as soon as you come./

Come indeed. He was suddenly aware that Aya was holding him up as they kissed, since his hands were trapped between Aya\'s firm ass and Nauroth\'s bobbing head. He could feel the impending orgasm slowly reaching the edge of reality and the ultimate pleasure. Wanting it terribly, he thrust into Nauroth\'s talented mouth harder than he had been. Aya moaned into his mouth, wanting more friction against the erection he\'d gotten watching his two lovers. If they weren\'t careful, they\'d start the biggest male orgy in history. And Aya only wanted the three of them together. He felt Zechs stiffen beneath him, spurting his seed into Nauroth\'s greedy mouth. Sliding behind the blond, Aya held him up for the few moments it took Nauroth to get them both situated and ready to go. Leaning over his human lover\'s shoulder, he kissed the other vampire. /Tasting Roku on you is amazing, Jushin. So fuckin\' good. Gods./ Nauroth smiled against his lips, and they stumbled out of the Pink Elephant.

~~~~~~~~~~
Heero walked into the room where he\'d put the prisoners. They\'d moved about significantly, and were now snoozing lightly on each others\' shoulders. Flicking on the lights, he received pained shouts of anger. Brushing over the mind of the dunpeal, he felt nothing but agitation for his eyes. Attempting to read the redhead\'s, however, was still pointless. Striding over to the two, he took Blaze\'s chin in his hand and forced the man to look at him.

\"What do you want with Hikaru?\" Yuy demanded.

\"Who the hell is Hikaru? I am looking for Ko-ishi,\" Blaze snapped.

Heero\'s attention turned to Ken. \"Why did you follow me?\"

\"Just following orders. Ya know, routine type stuff.\"

\"Routine my ass. Get up.\" Blaze and Ken struggled to their feet, Blaze holding on to

Ken for support due to his shackled ankles. \"You will follow me, Hidaka Ken. Wufei will carry you.\"

Wufei entered the room and hefted Blaze over his shoulder. He and Ken followed Yuy into the more private areas of the safehouse, those which Quatre had never intended to show them. The room they entered was one filled with all sorts of medieval torture devices. Ken and Blaze were strapped down on a wooden rack.

\"Now,\" Heero began with a sneer. \"Who the hell are you?\"

~~~~~~~~~
Treize sat silently at his desk, pondering where it was that Zechs could have gone. He knew that Aya had gone off with Nauroth, to do what he didn\'t have a clue. So, he concluded that Zechs could not possibly be with them. Drumming his fingers on the polished wood, he sighed. He could use a good romp in the bed, or on the desk, or the floor. No, not the floor, that had given Zechs awful burns for weeks afterwards. It had been terrible.

A knock on the door broke Treize\'s reverie. \"Enter,\" he muttered.

Une, his faithful ghoul, entered with two men - well more like a boy and a man - he\'d never seen before. Une didn\'t look like she approved of them, but her face grew slack the next second. There was something going on . . . .

\"May I help you, gentlemen?\" the General asked suavely.

\"Yes,\" the boy said. \"You can come with us.\"

Treize stood. \"I beg your pardon?\" he asked. A heavy force picked the Aryan up and crushed him against the wall of his office. Gasping for breath, Treize watched the silver-haired man jump over to him and pull an unbelievably large metal stake out of his bag. Without a second\'s notice, the stake was rammed through Treize\'s chest and narrowly missed his heart. With a hitching gasp, the General passed out.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The ride to Nauroth\'s apartment was a bit of an excruciating one. All three of them had piled onto Ken\'s bike; Aya driving and Nauroth taking up the tail. Poor Zechs was squashed in the middle, which was seemingly okay to the others. They seemed to have the idea that they\'d take all the damage if they got into a wreck. Nauroth had never been to his apartment, he just knew the address. So Aya, being the delivery boy of the Koneko, drove around while attempting to find the flat. He found it around his second try, and they all slid off the bike with groans and sweat slicked pants.

The elevator ride was an agonizingly long one to the fourteenth floor. Zechs refused to make out, pleading indecent exposure should someone stop the car during their ascent. So he stood there and glared at the other two while they slid their hands into each others\' back pockets and groped. Aya\'s eyes were on the blond the entire time, even though his hands were all over Nauroth. The darker vampire\'s eyes never left the human\'s body either. They were grinning like idiots when the elevator dinged for the fourteenth floor. Nauroth pulled a silver key out of his oh-so-tight sex pants, and led
them to his door.

As soon as they were inside and the door safely locked, all hell broke loose. Aya tackled Zechs at the same time Nauroth did, and they all fell to the polished hardwood floor. The two vampires kissed the blond relentlessly, occasionally stopping for a brief moment to kiss each other. Nauroth slid behind Zechs, allowing Aya to have the front. He wasn\'t too sure what their relationship - other than lovers - entailed. There was no doubt in his mind that Aya allowed Zechs to take him, but had Aya ever taken Zechs? That was where the real question lay. Still, he went with the shower of affections that he was both giving and receiving. There was a slight squeal from one of his lovers, and all motion stopped.

\"What? What happened?\" asked Zechs curiously. He and Nauroth both turned their attention to Aya, who was eyeing Zechs\' abdomen.

\"When did you get that!\" the redhead squawked. His eyes were glued to a tattoo that Zechs had gotten between the time he and Treize had last had sex and Treize had gone out with Nauroth to get information on their new targets. The tattoo was a red cross, over his navel, that was surrounded by a sphere of blue lightning.

\"Very early this morning,\" Zechs murmured. He was surprised that the neither of the vampires had noticed it through his mesh shirts.

\"But it\'s all healed,\" Nauroth murmured, his fingers stroking the design carefully.

\"Yeah, I\'ve always healed quicker than most,\" the blond replied, somewhat nervous.
\"And with all that blood you gave me . . . ,\" he let his voice trail off.

\"I get first dibs!\" Nauroth announced. He snaked his way around Zechs and molested the tattoo with his mouth.

Aya, having been pushed out of the way, worked on Nauroth\'s pants. Soon, his lovers were both naked, and he was the only one dressed. Stubborn, he placed himself between them and allowed them to continue where they left off on the dance floor. Kisses and hands ran the length of his body, Zechs pulling his clothes off as if it would be their last time together. The blond went down on him, and Nauroth\'s fingers teased him from the inside out. Emotions rocketed through Aya, all his fantasies were coming true. Everything he\'d thought to be impossible was his at that moment. There wasn\'t anything else he could have wished for. Then he came. He could feel his lovers around him as he collapsed from weak knees, and waited for their embrace. They kissed him passionately as they waited for him to leave his blissful haven behind and join them in their arousal. As the afterglow cleared, Aya found himself being invaded by Nauroth\'s long, thick member and pushed forward into Zechs\' waiting chasm.

It was unlike anything he\'d ever experienced. He didn\'t need to move; Nauroth pulled out of him and dragged him away from Zechs, then thrust heavily into him, forcing him to thrust right back into Zechs. He was complete like that, being filled and surrounded all at once.

Somewhere in his thick haze, Aya registered that he was just holding on to Zechs\' hair and not pleasuring him any. His hands slipped around the blond\'s narrow hips, and he was surprised to find Nauroth\'s already there. The other vampire\'s mouth was whispering against his ear.

\" . . . together,\" he was saying. \"Love him like we would each other, and keep him with us.\" A gasp as Aya voluntarily clenched around him. \"Make him come with me, Ran.\"

Aya slid his hand around Nauroth\'s, reveling in the insane feeling of absolute unity. They\'d never lose each other after this, they would be a triad until the day they all died. Zechs came, screaming to no one in particular, giving Aya a tightness that could only be rivaled by a rubber band. The other two came shortly thereafter, all three of them tumbling to the floor. They huddled around each other for awhile, amazed that they had even touched at all. It was hard to move, and they all knew they were going to be walking funny in the morning.

Zechs was the first to move. He smiled and leaned over his new lover, rubbing against Aya as he did so. \"I want to be in the middle next,\" he purred, stroking the long hard line of muscles on Nauroth\'s belly. The darker man shivered in delight.

\"Of course, lover. You can be wherever you want. I won\'t complain as long as I have you both at one point in time or another.\"

\"Good,\" Zechs murmured, kissing Aya heatedly. Abyssinian moaned and flattened himself against the floor, spreading his pale thighs as widely as he could. Zechs took no time entering is lover and didn\'t wait for Nauroth to prepare. He and Aya were making love strongly by the time the Turkish man was on his knees behind the Tallgeese pilot. With a carefully planned angle, he let Zechs bury himself. Together they were thrusting into Aya, each feeling the other\'s power. Soon they had developed a rhythm where one would be the driving force every other thrust, and the other would counter thrust in order to take pleasure from the previous thrust. They managed to stay upright after they came, in order to keep from crushing Aya.

Tired of the floor, Nauroth got up and stumbled over to the pull-out couch. Arranging it in bed formation, he picked up both his lovers and deposited them on the mattress. They made love until Zechs fell asleep between the two vampires. Aya got up to find something to drink, and Nauroth followed. He kissed the ridges of muscle along Aya\'s shoulders and nipped playfully at his jaw. Aya ignored him and sat on a kitchen stool beside the bed. Nauroth slid his arms around him and held him quietly.

\"I\'m sorry, Jushin,\" Aya whispered. \"It\'s just that I never get to watch him sleep. He never has nightmares, you know? Not like me.\"

\"Sh,\" Nauroth cooed, rocking lightly. \"I understand that. I was the same way with you when I tired you out. I\'d sit by our bed and watch you until dawn.\" There was a comfortable silence, one that lasted a few minutes as they watched the blond snuggle farther into the sheets. Aya got up and curled around Zechs, leaving Nauroth to sit on the chair. /What if he is regretting this? What if it wasn\'t what he wanted, and I pushed Zechs way too far at the club? What if I destroyed them?/ The dark man watched the other two carefully. /They\'re made for each other, just like he and I used to be. He\'s had his tangle with both the dark and the light. What\'s he to do now?/

Aya turned and looked at him suddenly. \"He\'s your lover, too. I\'ll be damned if you\'re getting cold feet.\"

Nauroth chortled, and said, \"No, never.\" He joined them on the bed for a few hours, dozing lightly and moving with them when they shifted.

He was shaken awake by Aya later that night. \"What is it?\" he grumbled, more to the sheets than the redhead.

\"I . . . I need you right now. I . . . ,\" mumbled Aya. He couldn\'t quite express what he felt.

\"I understand, lover. Not here, though, I don\'t want him waking up to something like that.\" Nauroth cocooned Zechs in sheets and blankets to keep him warm, then followed Aya into the next room. He was prepared for the teeth-grinding kiss Aya gave him, and he returned all of its ferocity. Digging his nails into Aya\'s back, he dragged them down, tearing deep gashes in the porcelain skin. Aya threw him to the floor and stood over him, a primal need the only thing showing in his eyes. He descended on Nauroth, blood the only thing on his mind.