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Title: Sometimes
Author: Wearable Bishounen
Rating: R
Summary: Sometimes it�s hard to leave the ones you love. Sometimes you find a new love at the most unexpected times and in unusual places. Sometimes the Pretear can be a male.
Disclaimer: We�authors Lennith and Cheza-chan�do not own Pretear in any way. If we did� well, some of you might not be able to watch the show.
A/N: This fanfiction is being transferred from Fanfiction.net to AdultFanFiction.net until both are caught up with the proper amount of chapters. Thank you.
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Chapter Seven � A New Enemy?
Izumi awoke some time later on a small bed in a dimly lit room. He couldn't gauge the amount of time he'd been unconscious; he could only hope not long enough for Jun to do anything too bad to him. His head spun unpleasantly, and the still drug-hazed boy moaned and tried to sit up on the bed only to find his limbs bound down tightly. His face slowly slid from shock to despair, tears welling in his gray eyes. "No... no, no. No, this isn't happening. Jun, you sick twisted fuck," he muttered, twisting against his restraints.
"Oh my, such language from such pretty lips," a low voice lilted through the room.
Izumi jerked his head towards the infuriatingly soft laughter to see the dim glow of a cigarette lighting an unnaturally pale face, a face that was both captivatingly beautiful and frightening at once. "Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this? Let me go," he snarled, writhing against the cords binding him to the bed again.
The man simply gave another chuckle and left his seat to sit on the bed, his icy fingers trailing on Izumi's bare wrist. Izumi flinched, but was powerless against the man, tied up as he was. The man was even more captivating up close, his hair very fine and silver, covering the right side of his face. His visible eye was a very cold silver color, the pupil partially slitted like a cat�s. "Tell me, boy, do you know Kurasaki Hisoka?"
Izumi's eyes widened in recognition. "He was my half brother. He died five years ago," the boy murmured in surprise. "What's it to you?"
The man smiled wickedly. "Wonderful. That boy is such an amusing toy and I expect you to be even more so, Izumi-chan." Izumi cried out in anger as the man nimbly unbuttoned his shirt, sliding his hands under the coarse fabric to test his smooth skin. "You see," the man whispered, leaning down to Izumi's ear as his fingers found Izumi's nipple, "I raped your brother, child, under the cherry tree in your courtyard, and then I cursed him to die. And now I shall do the same to you."
Izumi's still bruised face went slack in horror. "You... you fucking bastard! Don't touch me! Get your hands off of me!" He struggled ineffectually against the bindings again, the cords biting into his tender flesh and drawing blood. �Oh God, please help me...�
The man chuckled again, licking his way down Izumi's exposed throat and pushing the shirt back. "Wonderful. Scream and struggle, boy. You�re a finer mettle than your brother, he stopped fighting so quickly."
Izumi cried out as his teeth clenched around the tender nub of his nipple. "I said get off of me! Don't touch me!" he screamed out this time, losing control to the tide of panic pounding in his ears. �Please, Leafe Knights, help me...�
"Such smooth flesh, such sensitivity... You�re older than he was but still, I wonder, are you a virgin?" Izumi's whole body clenched, making the man laugh cruelly. "How wonderful for me, I do believe I will enjoy breaking you thoroughly."
�Mannen... save me!�
The man's hand dipped into the waistband of his pants, edging lower down Izumi's quivering stomach.
�SAVE ME!� "I SAID DON'T TOUCH ME!" Izumi shrieked, dozens of small blades of ice forming in the air and slicing through the cords binding him to the bed.
The man leapt to his feet, surprised at the sudden display of unnatural power. "Interesting trick, but that won't help you, child," the man said dangerously as Izumi struggled to sit up. He gestured and Izumi went sailing upwards, lifted by an invisible force locked around his neck.
"Let him go!" a voice called. Several large shards of ice followed by a stream of water and a combined pulse of sound and wind pelted the man to the wall. Izumi's body fell limply to the floor.
"Izumi!" Mannen rushed forward and cradled Izumi's crumpled body against his own.
The man stared coldly at the Knights, sizing up the trouble they represented and obviously found it to be more than his new toy was worth. "I won't forget this rude interruption. I shall take my leave now, since you got me wet," he said stiffly and faded to nothing in thin air.
The knights crowded around Mannen and Izumi anxiously.
"Oh god... thank you for saving me," the boy cried, burying his face into the front of Mannen's uniform. "He was going to... and... I couldn't..."
Mannen held him, but couldn't manage to say anything. It was finally Kei who spoke up. "Izumi-kun, we only came when you used Leafe. Mannen felt it and we were able to get your location."
Izumi sniffled, blushed and then wiped away his tears hastily, embarrassed at his weakness. "Oh, I see. Thank you," he murmured shakily, not able yet to leave Mannen's protective arms.
Kei sighed and rolled his eyes a little. "You don't get it, do you? You used Leafe while outside of a Pr�t. We've never had a Pretear with that ability."
Izumi let the words float around inside of his head as he stared questioningly. "Demo... you said everyone has Leafe inside of them..." No one commented. "How many damn Pretears have you guys been through?" he muttered angrily, pushing away from the Ice Knight. The duo glared at each other.
"Izumi-san." Izumi turned towards Sasame, oblivious to Mannen and Hayate's scowl. "No one's ever done what you have because it's not common for humans regardless of the Leafe inside them." The Sound Knight smiled warmly and the boy blushed faintly.
Izumi suddenly remembered the other fight he ran away from and jumped up, facing the Light Knight. "Are you all right? This is why I hate Pr�t-ing," he added in a groan.
The blonde smiled and patted his side lightly. "Hai. I'm all right."
Izumi faced the Fire Knight. "Goh?"
"Hai, hai," the man laughed, grinning.
As quickly as he had become caring, he became suspicious and his narrowed gaze swiveled from Goh to Kei, then back, making them both smile nervously. The two youngest Knights intervened. They flanked his sides, both laughing. "Let's go back so we can get your wounds looked at," Shin stated, smiling brightly.
"Hai. Then we have to check those past wounds," Hajime added, "Your face is still a little bruised."
"Also� Your chest," Mannen added in a mumbled voice, pointing.
Sasame looked away, figuring out the outcome beforehand. Izumi yanked his shirt back together with a snarl and delivered a direct kick to the Ice Knight's head. "Bakayaro! You obviously take after Goh. You're both perverts!"
Goh chewed childishly on his bottom lip. Kei frowned and spoke, "Goh doesn't mean any harm. He's just out-going and friendly. You have no right�"
Izumi rounded on the Light Knight. "I should�ve expected something from you� but I guess koibitos tend to stick up for each other!"
"Izumi-kun." Shin grabbed the boy's arm but he jerked away.
"This boy is impossible."
Kurasaki spun again, glaring daggers at the Wind Knight. "Look�"
"You have no real sense of the danger that lies around you. The only danger you see is of everyone wanting your body," Hayate snapped.
Izumi froze, eyes growing dull as he relived a past memory due to the Knight�s choice of words.
� � �
"Is this your kid?"
The woman stared down at the boy with a sneer. "He's only here for today. His father's finding the little brat some old maid to look after him."
"A boy?" the man laughed, kneeling.
Izumi whimpered, backing away.
"He looks like a girl."
"Forget him." The boy's mother tugged on her client's shoulder. He stood and followed her into the bedroom.
Izumi refused to look up as the man came back out, finished with his business. His tiny hands clenched into fists in his lap as he stood near.
"You could make it in this world, just like your slut of a mother."
Izumi's tear-stained face was tilted upwards. The child only whimpered as the large hand slid over the front of his pants.
"Everyone will be after your body."
� � �
"Everyone... everyone is after my body!" Izumi screamed, the air crystallizing around him.
Mannen pulled his head from the wall to see the growing chunks of ice aimed at the Wind Knight. �Don�t� Izumi, stop it!�
At such a close range, no one felt there was enough time to react as the attack was launched.
"Hayate!"
Hayate's eyes widened as the figure clothed in white rushed in front of him and was then thrown back into him from the force the ice created when it crashed against the Sound shield. His hand hovered over a shard embedded in Sasame's shoulder, unsure if to pull it out. The Sound Knight made the decision and yanked the ice out, inhaling sharply.
Izumi slid to his knees and covered his face with his hands. "Gomen," he whispered, "Gomen nasai, Sasame!"
The Knight smiled weakly placing his hand over Hayate's, which had covered the wound. "It's all right," he said softly, "You've been through a lot." Hayate couldn't help the scowl set on his face even when he started a slight transfer of Leafe to encourage the wound's healing along. Sasame squeezed his hand and pulled it away, stopping him. His soft smile made the Wind Knight's features soften, but not by much. "Daijoubu, Hayate."
"Izumi-kun?"
They both looked over as Shin and Hajime knelt next to the boy. "He's unconscious," Kei stated, arms crossed, "An over-exertion of tapping into an unknown Leafe source like his would cause that."
Mannen walked up and lifted the boy carefully into his arms. "If it's okay," he started, "I�ll take him home."
Sasame nodded and the Ice Knight headed for the one door in the room. He walked out and left it open; his arms were full.
The remaining Leafe Knights stood around silently until Hayate spoke softly to the Knight he still held. Kei sighed, closing his eyes. Goh placed a hand lightly on his shoulder and he looked up to meet the Fire Knight's troubled gaze. Kei nodded slowly. "Oi. Go back to the apartment," Goh instructed the kids.
Hajime and Shin nodded, leaving also.
The brown-haired male wrapped his arms around the Light Knight's shoulders, exhaling deeply. "It�s not bad enough we have to deal with those damn mayouchuu, but now this? Naze... naze...?" he said in an almost-pained voice, his hold tightening around the small frame. Kei reassuringly squeezed his hands, uncertain of what his lover really wanted to hear.
Hayate coughed politely, interrupting Kei's line of thought. "You two are still injured from that last battle. You should probably take care of that wound on Goh's side, Kei, especially since the idiot transferred so much Leafe to you in his panic," Hayate managed with a wry smile.
Goh's face brightened visibly, as did the tightening of his grip around the Light Knight's waist. "Yes, Kei, take care of me," the Knight whined feebly, his hands creeping to less appropriate areas of his lover's body. "I'm sore all over, make it better, Night Light."
A loud smack filled the room, sending Sasame half-feinting on the bed as Kei dragged a significantly more battered Goh out of the room, bleeding but beaming happily. Hayate quirked an eyebrow and stared after them a second. "Night light?" he said out loud to himself in dumb astonishment.
A soft chuckle floated from the bed. "Rather suits Kei, doesn't it?"
Hayate quickly moved to Sasame's side, eying his bloodstained shoulder worriedly.
"You did know, didn't you, Hayate?"
"I knew Goh's feelings... but I didn't realize they were together, no," he said stiffly, plopping down next to Sasame on the bed, brushing a few silver strands from his forehead gently.
Sasame sighed a little and relaxed into the touch. "You ok with it?"
"A little surprised, maybe a little jealous," Hayate answered, leaning over the Sound Knight, peeling off the slight man's bloodstained jacket.
Sasame flinched a little in surprise, his cheeks coloring though his expression was as complacent as ever. "What... are you doing, Hayate?" A ghost of laughter rippled behind his breathless words.
Hayate efficiently disposed of the jacket and set on the shirt. "I'm tending your wound, baka." The shirt tumbled next to the jacket on the floor, Hayate's following it. Sasame flushed, feeling Hayate's eyes like daggers down his chest. "Turn over," the dark-haired man commanded, face still unreadable. "I can't see your shoulder well enough," he explained to answer Sasame's hesitation and the man obediently, if not a little warily, complied.
Hayate soundless straddled the man, leaning foward to gently probe the half-healed gash on the Sound Knight's left shoulder. "Idiot, you shouldn't have done that, this cut was deep."
Sasame shivered as the Wind Knight blew a little Leafe over the sore flesh, a tickly-tingly feeling creeping down his spine. "Better for me to take it to my shoulder than that you take it in your chest," Sasame murmured logically. He tried to slow the increasing tempo of his heartbeat, acutely aware of his friend's closeness.
Hayate finished quickly, the deep gouge healed over, but instead of pulling away leaned forward and rested his cheek against Sasame's cool back. The Sound Knight's breath caught slightly, feeling the man's hands slide from his back to his chest. "Still tending my wound?"
"No, but I'm tired now. I used my own Leafe."
Sasame chuckled a little. "You're as bad as Goh with your excuses," he teased, twisting around enough so he could give Hayate what was intended to be a brief kiss.
The Wind Knight had other ideas, however; he latched on to Sasame's mouth passionately. Sasame obediently unlocked his lips, granting entrance to Hayate's probing tongue. He took a moment to take not that the cold man was a surprisingly good kisser, leaving his will weak as he melted into the anxious ministrations. Just when he thought he would be forced to pull back for air, Hayate released him, turning his attention to stroking down Sasame's bare chest.
"Hayate, stop a moment," he breathed. His partner didn't seem to hear, biting the arch of Sasame's neck and gently running a hand over the front of his pants. The Sound Knight bit back a groan, struggling with his resolve. "Hayate, stop." The man's fingers fumbled at the zipper in reply. With a quick movement, Sasame flipped over and rolled on top of the now very surprised and efficiently pinned Hayate.
The dark haired man had the decency to blush, control now obviously in his friend's hands. Sasame smiled, perhaps a little too feral for Hayate's comfort. "Later. Right now we're both beat up. And we have to decide what to do about Izumi. Hayate, I said stop."
Hayate stopped running his hand up Sasame's thigh and sighed in surrender. "That brat, ruining my mood even when he isn't here," the Wind Knight scoffed. "What's to do? He just needs time." His dark eyes narrowed. "Unless you want to continue, you should get off. This is driving me crazy."
Sasame rolled off with a smirk, snuggling against his side instead. "I meant that I think we should remove him from the city for a while, especially after that bully and that man tracked him down."
Hayate shifted a little, finding the new position about as bad as the previous one. "We can't take him to Leafenia," he said roughly.
"I didn't mean that... I thought we could take him someplace just outside town, someplace where he could take a little time to relax."
Hayate quirked a brow. "Oh? You sound like you already have someplace in mind."
Sasame nodded a little. "There's a hot springs resort just outside the city." Hayate remained silent. "Come, come. We can all use the rest. Just think, slipping into the steaming water under the moonlight... or something other than water..."
The dark-haired man thought on that a moment before his face started to turn red. "You're torturing me as some sort of revenge, aren't you?"
Sasame only smiled mildly in answer.
"Alright, let's go to the hot springs..."
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