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Rurouni Kenshin Fan-Fic - GOJOU	By : KikueMugen Category: Rurouni Kenshin > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10110 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It is very important that we meet very soon to discuss our sons, Tsutomu and Tsuyoshi ~ Tokio.

Saitou stared at the note that rested in the palm of his hand. He folded the parchment in half, and then folded it again before he tucked it into his perfectly fitted police uniform. A deep sigh escaped through the narrow passage between his lips. The wolf’s heart was heavy as he searched deep within.

His sons, Saitou reflected. Tsutomu, his first-born was only three years old. Saitou had regrets over the fact that he barely knew him. Tsuyoshi, his second son was only a year old, yet Saitou hasn’t yet had the time to partake in either boy’s upbringing. Everything to Saitou was a blur since the end of the Boshin war and after he received pardon by the Meiji Government.

The aftermath of war, the scars of battle made for a strenuous first marriage to Yaso, Saitou’s first wife. As hard as the two tried to work through the difficulties at the time, Yaso announced that she was not able to cope with the fact that Saitou may be off to war again as Japan flickered in and out of revolt. The two parted civilly in agreement.

Saitou had hoped that despite the failure of his first marriage, his union with Tokio would be different. Unfortunately for the two, the same problems Saitou had in his first marriage began showing itself to be identical in his second marriage. Instead of facing failure again, it was Saitou who decided to divorce and save both he and Tokio the pain of living in a situation that seemed hopeless. Although they went their separate ways, Saitou supported his sons and their mother financially. He set them up comfortably in a little town just outside of Tokyo. Hardly a soul knew that they were truly divorced. Saitou’s private life was just that— Private.

As the carriage pulled up to the front of a modest little abode that was a part of a farming community, Saitou sighed deeply, this time with regret. If only he could be what Tokio needed him to be, he thought. Perhaps things would have worked out. Maybe if he tried to change… Saitou sighed again and ran his fingers through the front of his hair to set in place the few strands that seem as stubborn as he was in regards to staying in place of assignment. He stepped out of the carriage as the driver held the door open and quickly straightened his uniform.

Tokio’s letter didn’t seem to be urgent, so Saitou had no need to be concerned for the boy’s welfare. If anything, he assumed that the discussion would be more along the lines of Tsutomu’s education, or perhaps roomier living quarters. Whatever the reason for Tokio’s request, deep down, Saitou viewed the request as an opportunity to see his sons and it pleased him to do so.

Saitou caught sight of Tokio with toddler in arms, beside her, Saitou’s older son pulling at the woman’s kimono with one hand, while the other hand excitingly waved in the air excitedly trying to catch Saitou’s attention. The scene warmed the wolf’s heart and brought a genuine smile to his lips immediately. It was as though he had entered a fresh new world, leaving the old behind. The very next scene had Saitou taken in an emotional whirlwind as Tsutomu threw his arms around his leg.

“Chichi! Chichi,” Tsutomu, Saitou’s eldest son called as the little face was buried in the deep-blue police uniform at Saitou’s thigh.

“Tsutomu-chan,” said Saitou happily. He reached down and tucked his strong hands beneath his son’s arms and picked the boy up with ease. “You’ve grown some.” Saitou held Tsutomu close to him delivering a rather big bear hug.

“Did you miss me?” Tsutomu asked with wide eyes peering into Saitou’s golden orbs.

“Indeed I did!” Saitou proclaimed loudly and then snuggled into the boy’s neck where he placed a broad sounding kiss.

“That tickles,” Tsutomu shrilled with laughter.

“Not as much as I’ll tickle you later. Like this!” Saitou poked at the boy’s ribs causing the little one to scream joyfully.

Tokio bowed, and very gently presented Saitou’s second son. “Tsuyoshi-chan,” Tokio said in almost a whisper as she held the younger child out for Saitou to acknowledge.

“Ahhh,” Saitou nodded. He set Tsutomu down and took Tsuyoshi up in his arms. “Judging by the way this one is growing, I would think it was more than a few months since I have seen him.

Saitou studied the child’s features, realizing that Tsuyoshi definitely had his eyes and hair. The shape of the child lips was Tokio’s. Both their children were healthy and obviously cared for, which pleased Saitou, and yet, there was regret felt by him, tucked away inside. Again Saitou found himself wishing that things between he and Tokio were different. If only they could agree on things, if only Tokio could understand what it was that he needed. He placed a gentle kiss upon Tsuyoshi’s forehead and looked into Tokio’s deep coal-colored eyes. “We seem to have made beautiful children, you and I,” Saitou said as he handed the squirming youngster back to Tokio.

“Yes,” Tokio nodded. “Our children are growing quickly and it has set me to thinking.”

“Thinking? I take it that it is because of your thoughts that you have summoned me here?”

Tokio smiled warmly and her eyes sparkled with obvious excitement. “Yes, you could say that I am motivated and I wish to discuss it with you.” She gestured toward the door and nodded, “Please, come and sit with me awhile and have some tea. I’ll set Tsuyoshi down for a nap. You know where the ocha is. Will you pour some for us?”

Without a word, Saitou followed Tokio into the house and walked directly toward the tea that had been brewing next to the cookery. He noticed that Tokio had already set out two places at the chabudai, obviously expecting Saitou’s company. He took up the teapot and delivered the steaming liquid into the drinking receptacles.

“The boys were exhausted, but Tsutomu refused to nap before you got here,” Tokio said as she entered the room. She sat herself down at the chabudai next to Saitou. “Thank you for pouring the ocha. I hope my asking you here didn’t cause you any inconvenience.”

“The boys are important and their welfare is my priority. ” Saitou blew the steam from the mouth of the ocha cup, and then sipped, drawing the hot mist into his lungs. “So, tell me. Why am I here?”

Without hesitation, Tokio spoke slowly. “Saitou-sama, the boys need their father. Tsutomu asks about you everyday in wonder when you will come home to stay. Although Tsuyoshi doesn’t say much that makes sense, I’m sure he misses you as well. Since you’ve left the boys, they have become anxious and restless. I’m sure they’re feeling insecure.”

Saitou just sat there and listened to the concerned woman. There were so many things that went wrong between them, so many reasons why Saitou decided to leave. Now, Tokio presented a situation he was not expecting, not at that time. Yet, he sat and watched her talk. Each word she spoke came at him like an echoing strike of a taiko drum; each word spoken had the potential to change his life, forever.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Hurry up and finish this thing,” said Sano as the goose bumps inched their way up his legs and arms. “I’m fucking freezing!”

Katsu was laying down the final strokes of the sketch, switching his gaze between Sano’s firm, masculine form and his sketchpad. Katsu deliberately took his time with the sketch, for he was admiring Sano’s exquisite muscular definitions, “I would have been done awhile ago if you’d only keep still long enough.”

“Shit, you’re just keeping me here like this because you like looking at me in the nude,” Sano said as he flexed his bicep.

“You’re a conceited bastard, aren’t you?”

“Nah, it has nothing to do with conceit” Sano shrugged his shoulders, “I can see it in your eyes. Why don’t you admit it?”

Katsu tossed the sketchpad on the ground before Sano. “Take a look,” Katsu said with a hint of yearning in his eyes and lust in his tone.

Sano picked up the drawing and his jaw immediately dropped. “You jerk off… You drew me wearing a hard on!”

“I can’t help drawing what I see,” Katsu quickly replied.

“My dick isn’t hard, what the hell?”

“I draw my interpretations Sano. That is how I see you,” explained Katsu.

Sano chuckled and tossed the sketchpad back at Katsu. “You mean that is the way you wish you could see me.”

Without another comment, Katsu swiftly made his move, giving into the craving he had ever since he and Sano experimented with kissing.

It wasn’t as though Sano didn’t expect it to happen between them, given the right timing. There were times when Sano’s thoughts drifted onto that day of lustful experimentation between he and Katsu. On a few occasions he had even masturbated, giving himself over to the nagging images. All of which was making it impossible to resist Katsu’s advances at that moment. It was plain to see that the time had arrived for yet another sensual confrontation. With the amount of sake in Sano’s system, he was powerless and even eager to accommodate his handsome, longtime friend.

The very instant Sano felt Katsu’s lips pressing upon his own Sano relinquished resistance. Sano received Katsu’s ambrosial offering into his mouth and allowed himself the liberty to respond sensually. He knew very well that he was going to hate himself for being so weak, but under the dominance of his handsome friend, Sano was hopelessly powerless.

Katsu was taken away at once. For him, the physical connection between he and Sano was spellbinding. Even if he wanted to control himself, it would have been impossible to do. Katsu wanted Sano in the worst way. In fact, Katsu wanted Sano all along, but it was difficult for him to admit such tabooed desires, but then again, it was easier for him to simply react to what was going on inside of him.

“Damn Sano,” Katsu said as he pushed Sano’s torso against the dojo hall’s wooden and set his weight atop Sano’s strong form.

“Shit, the floor is cold!” Sano exclaimed as he arched his back as soon as his flesh made contact with the hardwood.

“I’ll warm you,” Katsu said.

“Make me hot instead.”

“Are you sure?” Katsu asked as he positioned himself between Sano’s legs and pressed his groin against the erect naked flesh of Sano’s cock.

Sano didn’t answer, but instead, he grasped Katsu’s shoulders and pulled him against his chest, crunched his abdomen and pressed his pulsating organ against his friend. This time Sano’s tongue plunged into Katsu’s mouth in a deep kiss as though begging for Katsu to take him.

“Mmmmn,” Katsu hummed beneath his breath. His tongue danced with Sano’s in a lover’s waltz, stirring their saliva together, urging each other onward in their lustful play. Katsu’s hand ran his hand over the length of Sano’s body. From Sano’s strong, firm shoulder, chest, and then he slipped his fingers beneath Sano’s hip, over the buttocks and firmly lifted Sano’s upper thigh vertical, bending the leg at the knee to access Sano’s delicate testicles that laid against the bottom of his ass cheeks.

Sano pulled from Katsu’s kiss and gasped, filling his lungs with air. His body shivered as he felt Katsu’s fingers fondle him. “Oooh,” cooed Sano, “Haaah. Damn it Katsu, I can’t stop myself.”

“Is that what you want?” Katsu’s question whispered into Sano’s ear.

“No…” replied Sano, his lips parted and his breathing increased rapidly. “I don’t want you to stop, but if Saitou finds out about this.” He paused in thought for a second. “Fuck, I don’t even want to think about that.”

“Tell me Sano. If I get undressed, it’ll be no turning back. What the hell do we do?”

“God damn it!” Sano shouted. “As much as I hate to say this…” Sano took a deep breath and was about to comment.

“No. You don’t have to say it,” Katsu said. He quickly regained his composure and pushed himself up and away from Sano. “I’m going outside to take a piss.”

Sano laid on the floor as he tried to cope with the feelings of regret. He wanted Katsu, but at the same time, he couldn’t allow himself to indulge in his lusts. It wouldn’t be right, not as long as he was sharing himself with Saitou. “Damn life.” The words hinted the tone of defeat. Sano dressed, ignoring his extremely rigid erection.

Outside, the sky grew even darker than before indicating that a storm was certain. Wanting to save Katsu a few steps, Sano picked up the sketchpad and stuffed it into the carry bag. When he blew out the candle, he realized that it was darker than he first noted. At first, he thought it was the effects of the sake. He shrugged, swung Katsu’s bag over his shoulder and then stumbled a little as he made his way to the dojo’s entrance, obviously feeling the influence of the rice wine. Katsu was nowhere in sight, so Sano walked around the outside of the dojo and headed toward the back of the building, for there stood a patch of bamboo trees, the perfect relief spot for an aching bladder.

Sano stopped in his tracks as he approached the back of the building. There, just ahead of him stood Katsu near the foot of the big, swaying bamboo trees. Sano peered directly at Katsu’s right hand. Wrapped in Katsu’s fingers was the most beautiful, shapely cock he’d ever seen.

“What the fuh…” Sano’s sentence fell apart in midstream as he practically tripped over his own arousal, or so it seemed.

“I’m sorry friend, but I need relief,” Katsu said as he continued to stroke his engorged shaft. “What happened in there was too much for me to shrug off.”

Sano was speechless and couldn’t take his eyes off of Katsu’s ostensibly perfect sex organ. His own erection implored attention and impelled itself against the front of his gi. Sano absorbed the sight before him like an ink blotter.

Not a word was spoken between the two as they stood face to face behind the grand dojo hall. The sky above began to release its moisture, as though it was waiting for the right time to do so. The light mist covered the top of Katsu’s head, as well as his engorged member within his hand as he stroked its shaft slowly, all the while relishing Sano’s handsome anatomy.

“Katsu, what the fuck? How can I just walk away from this shit?” Sano trembled surrendering his breath that anxiously tore away from his chest. He stepped off the dojo’s landing and approached his masturbating friend. Noticing that Katsu continued pleasuring himself even after Sano discovered him had Sano aching with maddening desire, but at the same time, how would he justify his participation?

“I don’t mind you watching,” Katsu said trying to reassure his friend. “As a matter of fact, it is making me feel even hotter.” He began stroking his cock a little faster and parted his lips. A dreamy expression overtook his visage clearly revealing is progression toward a climatic release.

The surrounding mist grew into a heavy drizzle. Though Sano wasn’t partaking in the frenzy physically, his breaths coincided with Katsu’s excited breathing. As unreasonable as what was going on seemed, the lure was absolute, exceeding his ability to resist. Before he could get himself to turn his back on the scene Sano’s hand clutched at his straining member through the fabric of his gi. He let out a low groan as fluttering pleasure sped through the lower part of his body.

“Come on Sano,” Katsu said with short gasps. “I want to see what you have there in your pants. I really want to see it when it’s hot.” Katsu continued his moderate strokes up and down his shaft, drinking in the pleasure the friction of his fingers was giving him.

“I have a feeling I’ll regret this, but to hell with it— I’m in.” Sano’s other hand manipulated the tie affront his gi and with a sigh of relief, Sano’s organ sprung from its confinement in all its glory.

“Wow Sano, it’s even bigger than I sketched it to be,” Katsu praised his friend in awe.

“Yeah? You think so?” Sano responded proudly. He took his dampened erection in his hand and joined Katsu in the reciprocal endeavor. Sano shuddered, for the feelings that showered throughout his extremities were stunning and quaked to the very center of his testicles. “Oh shit! Oh hell…” Sano’s strokes quickened, his buttock muscles pulled tight and the definitions of his physique shown as the moisture from sweat, mixed with the weather’s drizzle slid over his skin.

In his mind, Sano thought that his actions were justified. How could it be so wrong if he wasn’t actually touching Katsu? They were together, yes, but it was as though they were little boys again being naughty, experimenting with their bodies, rather than giving in to outright lust and wanton desires. It didn’t matter how much Sano wanted to convince himself that what he was doing was permissible, he disclaim the feelings of guilt that accompanied his behavior.

The two stood face to face in the heavy drizzle. The sky darkened as the storm’s announcement snapped brightly above them, followed by a loud rumble. Their hands busy at their groins, manipulating their matured erections as they exhilarated toward the meridian they sought.

It was Katsu who arrived first, that was apparent, for his very breath was ripped from his chest as he heaved his hips forward and stroked his shaft feverishly. He sucked his breath in deeply and held it the moment he felt his climax pull him into a whirlwind of sensations, pushing up from his testicles and forcing its way through the narrow escape of his cock. He had arrived at the peak and experienced perfection, and then his sexual tension was released as his cock sprayed forth his semen before him.

“Hot!” Sano shouted. His eyes were wide and trained on Katsu’s performance, realizing for the first time that his friend was actually quite handsome. The drizzle had turned into rain after the thunder clap and it caused Katsu’s clothes to stick to his body, showing off the flawless ripples of fine tuned muscles beneath. “You are fucking hot!” Sano exclaimed again as he felt his own testicles spasm as his muscles directly below them forced his semen upward and outward. Sano was totally given over to the rapturous finale, gripped by increasing pleasurable sensations; he passed his seed as though there was no end.

The two stood there for a brief moment. Both staring at the other in disbelief, both feeling removed from what had just taken place between them. And then they smiled, which turned into laughter the very next instant.

“What the fuck just happened?” Sano questioned as he tucked his satisfied piece of manhood back into his gi and secured the tie around his waist.

“What do you mean? It was bound to happen one way or another,” Katsu replied.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I didn’t think it was going to be this hot,” said Sano as he shook the collected raindrops from his hair. “If Saitou ever finds out I screwed up again…”

“How the hell is Saitou going to find out unless you tell him?”

“Yeah true, but hell, it is as though that wolf has eyes all over. I don’t have to tell him shit and he reads me like a fucking book. He’s eerie in that way. Scares the shit out of me at times.”

“That’s probably because of the fact that you are so readable,” Katsu said holding back his laughter.

“Fuck you. I’m not easy to read,” Sano said with a frown that shown forth his resentment.

Katsu laughed uncontrollably. “Oh yeah? Then how did I know that you wanted this to happen between us just as much as I did?”

“I didn’t want this to happen,” Sano said as he shrugged his shoulders.

“Liar.”

“I have to convince myself that I didn’t want it to happen, asshole. Saitou might pick up on it, otherwise,” said Sano with concern.

“Whatever,” said Katsu as he shrugged his shoulders. “But I have to admit that it was the hottest ‘nothing’ I had ever experienced. The whole thing was hot. Even from the very beginning.”

Sano snickered devilishly and confessed. “Yeah, it was hot. I had no idea you were so sexy, Katsu.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean. When we were running around together, I was too busy saving my ass from being shot that I didn’t give it a thought. I mean… I knew the girls had their eyes on you, but for the life of me, I didn’t understand what it was that they saw so attractive.”

Sano nodded as he recalled the past and reminded Katsu, “You had your own flock of girls around you as well. I always wondered why you never took interest in any of them. In fact, I thought it kind of strange. After all, my itching fingers couldn’t resist traveling up their kimonos, but I don’t remember you giving into temptation as easily.”

“Let’s not go there. I had my reasons. Besides, not everyone is a playboy like you were.” Katsu chuckled. "As a matter of fact, it seems you’re still playing, judging by what just happened here between us.”

“Let’s not talk about it anymore. I have to get my act together before Saitou gets suspicious about us. Let’s get out of the rain and get more sake. I’m still pissed at the guy for leaving without saying anything to me.”

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“Will you think about it?” Tokio asked Saitou. The twinkle of hope reflected the spirit within her to see the best for their children.

“Unfortunately we both started out leaving harmony behind, that is true. It is also true that I am concerned that history has a way of repeating itself, which indeed would devastate the children to have me with them, and then later, have not.” Saitou took a deep breath and nodded. “I will give it some thought.”

Tokio was pleased at the fact that Saitou was at least willing to listen to her and consider her proposition. She set her hand upon Saitou’s and gave his fingers a reassuring squeeze. “The boys need you, and I’m willing to allow you the freedom to be exactly who you are. I will never demand change from you again.” Tokio’s eyes filled with tears, which seeped past her eyelids.

Saitou reached out and caught he tears with his thumbs. With her face cradled in his hands, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers, not quite sure why he needed to do that, but it seemed the thing to do. Deep down, Saitou felt himself stir, a fondness for the woman rekindled. Tokio was the mother of his children after all; hence she would always hold a special place in the wolf’s life.

“I’m glad I asked you to come,” Tokio said, feeling better that she spoke her mind, leaving the rest up to Saitou. “I was beginning to worry about the children and had no one else to turn to.” She let out a sigh of relief between her lips, which Saitou silenced with another soft kiss.

“I better get back to my work,” said Saitou with regret.

“Do you have to?” Tokio asked shyly. “I was hoping you would spend more time with your sons. They’ve waited so long to see you.”

“I’m afraid I must leave and attend to a few serious pressing matters,” Saitou said. He was reminded right then about Sano’s welfare. After all, it wasn’t everyday someone sought to kill his lover for revenge sake.

He stood to his feet quickly and turned to leave. What was the feeling he had that made him so uncomfortable right then? There was a hole in his gut the size of the universe at the mere thought of Sano. Tokio’s proposal came at a bad time, but at the moment, Saitou wanted to make sure that Sano was out of danger’s course. He needed to get back to the dojo.

Tokio stopped him as Saitou reached the door. “Will we see you soon?”

Saitou turned to face her. He nodded.

Tokio smiled and thanked him for the final time. “I will… we will be right here when you return.”

Saitou turned once again and faced the exit. He closed his eyes for a moment attempting to catch his senses before he crossed over the threshold. Taking a deep breath, and without saying another word, nor looking back, he left, coolly ignoring the rain that pelted him on his way to the carriage.

“Sanosuke,” Saitou whispered beneath his breath as he leaned his head against the carriage’s back seat. The rainwater trickled beads from the hair that had broken loose and fallen against the front of his face. He didn’t seem to care at the moment. He just sat there in thought as the carriage carried him back to the dojo.
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