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Bete Noir	By : Macx Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General Views: 1911 -:- 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-Bete Noir
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
- 7-part 7
- 8-part 8
- 9-part 9
- 10-part 10
- 6
- 7
- 8
Byakko woke to a world of confusion and sluggish thoughts. He blinked
into the semi-darkness that surrounded him, wondering where he was, what
he was doing here, and why he was here. This wasn't his room. That much
he could tell. And he felt so weak, so sick, so... not like himself.
Memories teased.
A fight.
He had assisted Tsuzuki in a fight against a devil. They had won, and
he had returned to GensouKai.
After that, things got blurry. He thought he remembered Touda and Sohryu,
even Rikugo... but why? What had that to do with anything? And why was
he so weak?

Had the devil injured him? He couldn't remember getting wounded.
There was movement a the edge of his vision and Byakko turned his head.
There was a soft glow of golden eyes.
"Touda?" he murmured.

Hands ripping into flesh.

A scream.

The serpent shikigami sat down on the mattress and a warm hand stroked
over his face. "Hey," he murmured.
"What happened? Where am I?" Byakko wanted to know.

Kitten...

Don't fight it, kitten.

You're mine...

"You're in Sohryu's palace. There was an... accident. You were attacked
by a devil."
Byakko with even more confusion. "Attacked? He injured me?"

A dark and lonely place.

Chains.

Tsuzuki? Why are you mad at me?
"In a way. How do you feel?"
"Tired. Confused. What happened, Touda?" Agitation raced through him.
He couldn't remember! And what he did recall was fragmented at best. "Tsuzuki...
he's mad at me? Why?"
His lover sighed softly. "Tsuzuki isn't mad at you, Byakko. It was a
dream. A nightmare. It was what he devil did."
You killed... everyone... are you happy?

Tsuzuki?!
Byakko shivered a little and Touda murmured soothingly.
"A nightmare. What you remember are nightmares. Nothing was real."
"Feels... like it happened."
It was so strange. He felt so much and then again remembered so little.
"Where's Tsuzuki?"
"He's sleeping."
Byakko twisted his head and tried to find a trace of his master.
"Byakko, calm down," Touda commanded.
"I remember him being mad," the younger shikigami whispered brokenly.
"He isn't mad. You dreamed. It was the devil's work."
"Devil?"
Kitten... mine... I'll make you scream...
The door opened and a rather sleepy Tsuzuki hurried in. His white shirt
was untugged, the jacket of his habitual black suit missing, and he was
bare-footed. His hair looked like he had slept on it and not been able
to find a comb.
Byakko sat up, was drawn between needing to touch his master and drawing
away in fear. Tsuzuki didn't give him a chance to decide. He flung his
arms around the white tiger.
"I'm so glad you're awake!"
Rot in hell, Byakko. I hate you.
He mewled softly, not daring to touch the man his mind told him hated
him.
"Everything's okay, Byakko," Tsuzuki whispered into the silver hair
spilling over his shoulders. "I don't hate you. You dreamed. The devil
hurt you. I love you. You know I love you. You were my first shikigami
and you will always be special."
Tears tracked down his cheeks. "Tsuzuki..." There was a pressure on
his chest, on his mind, and things were so confusing.
"I love you, Byakko."
He clung to his friend, let the soothing aura envelop him, and the memories
washed slowly away, fading into a dream-like state.
"Tell me what happened," he begged weakly. "I don't understand..."
The aura strengthened. "After you have washed and eaten, Byakko," Tsuzuki
told him. "You were in a coma and you need to regain some strength. Then
we talk."
Byakko wanted to protest, but he relented to the gentle order of his
master. Tsuzuki smiled at him, looking so happy and so relieved despite
his exhaustion.
"Okay," he murmured.
° ° °
Suzaku sat on the long, heavy wooden table in the main dinner room,
feet dangling in the air, eyes on the ornate floor. It was late and she
knew she should be either in her own place or out patrolling her quarter
of GensouKai, but she was reluctant to leave Sohryu's palace. Many of the
Commanders had come by in the last hours, hearing about Byakko's waking,
and they had wanted to know how he was.
She had stayed.
Byakko had been awake for a while, talking to Touda, Sohryu and Tsuzuki,
and he had been told what had happened.
It was something Suzaku couldn't understand at all. How could this have
happened? Why had it happened?
Her brief conversation with Sohryu hadn't shed any light on the matters,
only confused her more. Her fellow God hadn't been able to sense the arrival
of the devil either.
There was a strong aura all of a sudden and she looked up, meeting the
unshielded, golden eyes of Touda. She hadn't felt him arrive until just
now, which was more proof to his stealth techniques and her preoccupation.
They looked at each other, Touda's face giving nothing away. Expressionless,
eyes cold, the hell serpent met her eyes, but she detected a faint note
of exhaustion. This had to be very hard on him. Byakko was his lover and
partner, and she knew how much the tiger loved Touda. Touda's feelings
for the younger shikigami were never quite so exuberantly open as Byakko's
were for him, but she had realized a long time ago how tightly those two
were interwoven.
"How is he?" she finally broke the silence.
"Resting."
She nodded. "Good."
"It makes no sense for you to be here," Touda stated matter-of-factly.
"He is my friend."
Touda tilted his head a little. "You cannot change what happened."
"Neither can you." There was a little flare of temper, then she pushed
it back down.
"No one can."
"How's he dealing with the truth?"
"Badly."
Suzaku gazed at the floor again. "How could this happen, Touda? How
could this go by undetected?"
He approached, a silent shadow, dressed in black, which was his usual
color, and Suzaku saw the same questions written into his face.
"No one knows."
"You plan to find out?"
There was an almost evil smile. "I will."
"I'll help."
Touda chuckled. "Why?"
"Byakko is my friend. He's like a little brother to me. I love him.
Do you need any more reasons?"
Again she was submitted to a rather oddly emotionless look. "You think
you can do it without trying to take my head off every step of the way?"
They hadn't sparred in months. Ever since she had hurt the serpent close
to almost killing him, their relationship had been on a purely professional
level. Suzaku had seen Touda in meetings, on official business, but she
had tried not to run into him outside those occasions. It wasn't that she
couldn't control her temper; it was more.

It was something inside of her that was still dealing with so many
changes, with Touda's freedom, his pardon, his new position, and him being
Byakko's lover, though the latter was paling in the light of the other
problems she had.
"I'm not some retarded barbarian," she snapped.
"I never said so, Suzaku. I'm just pointing out that out relationship
is rather at odds, and until lately all you ever did was go after me in
a fight." Touda smirked a little.
"Hope that didn't go to your head," she muttered angrily and slid off
the table.
She stalked toward the exit, her pony-tailed hair swaying, her gait
sure and filled with suppressed emotions.
"Suzaku."
She stopped and glanced at the black shikigami over her shoulder. Touda's
eyes were a dark golden, his face suddenly so much more tired than before.
"I would appreciate your help," he only said.
There was a moment of silence as the two warriors looked at one another,
then she nodded once.
And left.
° ° °
He woke with a gasp, heart hammering in his chest. Red eyes scanned
the interior of the bedroom, semi-lit by an almost full moon. A cool breeze
moved the curtains gently. There was no threat. There was nothing to fear.
The tiger settled back in his pillows, his heart rate slowly returning
to normal. It had been nothing but a dream.
Nightmare.
A warm arm snaked around his waist as Touda pulled him close and Byakko
snuggled immediately against the warm body.
"You okay?" Touda rumbled softly.
Byakko nodded. "I'm fine. Let's go back to sleep."
"Hm."
A pair of lips brushed against his bare neck and Byakko closed his eyes,
sighing softly.
It had been a bad dream and he couldn't even remember what had happened.
It was already fading, only the emotions remained, the nameless terror.

When Touda woke the following morning he was alone in bed. Maybe that
was what had him wake before his usual time. The spot where Byakko normally
lay curled up and dozing was cold and empty. His lover rarely got up before
him; almost never. Only when Touda worked long into the night.
Golden eyes gazed at the spot and he sighed softly.
Nightmares had been expected. He had also expected Byakko to push him
away, claim he was fine. His lover was a strong and independent person
and he hated to be weak. The devil had used him, abused him, had twisted
his reality, and while Touda knew only fragments, mostly concerning him,
he suspected there was a lot more.
He got out of bed and dressed.
While he wanted to go and look for his wayward partner, he knew that
Byakko didn't appreciate of being babied. The tiger would come to him if
he needed someone to hold him, be with him, listen to him, even if his
words mostly made no sense, except to him.
Touda would be there when Byakko needed him,
Until then he had a few other things to take care of, research to do,
and he would hopefully find out how the devil had entered GensouKai.

tbc...
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