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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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“What are you thinking? Aoshi said as he grabbed a hold of Mochi Hana’s arm to get her full attention. “You are in no condition to hunt this man.”

“I must, Aoshi-san. Perhaps you cannot understand vengeance. It does not matter if I should live or die, but I have to try to stop that man.”

Aoshi thought back to when he was the leader Oniwabanshu. He recalled the sudden pain in both his legs as the Gatling gun sliced through them. The following round was meant to cut him down and end his life, however his loyal men, whom he believed were the best in the Bakumatsu, took the round instead and perished, saving his life. From that point he wanted to prove to all of Japan that the Oniwabanshu were the strongest, until Kenshin rescued him from his futile mentality.

“I understand how it is to lose people you believe in and I also understand about revenge because I have gone through my own type of darkness and need for revenge. However I have since come away from the despair of it all and now my life has taken another course.” Aoshi set his other hand upon her shoulder. “Perhaps you will come to terms with your bitterness without more bloodshed as well, after all… Horie is your brother.”

Mochi Hana dropped her chin to her chest and shook her head, “if only I can believe you Aoshi-san. If there was a way out of this madness…”

Aoshi released Mochi Hana’s arms and walked to the window to peer out of the puny, dingy room at the inn that Mochi Hana called home ever since Serizawa was slain. “Aren’t you doing the same thing as he?” Aoshi questioned.

“What do you mean?” Mochi Hana asked.

“Your brother is angry with his past and he carries that anger onto the world he lives in. Horie is the way he is because bitterness is driving him. Most often than not, he kills to avenge what happened to him as a child.” Aoshi turned from the window to face Mochi Hana. “Are you not doing the same? You are bitter toward your brother for being the cause of your man’s death. You blame him, but in truth it was Serizawa who made the decision to join Horie even after knowing the risks involved.”

Mochi Hana’s clutched fists relaxed as she sighed. “Suppose you’re right, but I still need closure. Horie is my blood, we are from the same parents and his intentions are self-seeking, and because of that many have perished. If he is not stopped, many more will suffer.”

“Hmn,” nodded Aoshi. I have no doubt that he’ll be stopped. It is only a matter of time.” He walked over to Mochi Hana again and set his hand upon her shoulder. “I will help you to find closure. Let us locate his hideout together and shut him down.”

“I knew I could count on you Aoshi,” Mochi Hana said wearing the first smile she had in a very long time.

“You can count on us all. We want the smuggling to cease as well, and we’ll not rest until that is done.”

“Well, let’s not waste any time. I’ve located a few of Horie’s guards near the west pavilion. They seem to frequent that area much too often to be coincidences. I thought that if I’d wait on them long enough either my brother will eventually show up, or one of them will get careless and lead me to his hideout,” said Mochi Hana.

“I’m with you on that. I’ve seen them congregating there as well. It seems as though they’re either waiting for something to happen, or waiting to receive instructions from Horie. Either way, someone will get careless and that is when we move.”

Aoshi walked to the door and secured his footwear.

“I’ll get my gear on and meet you outside the pavilion,” said Mochi Hana.

“Right, I will meet with you as soon as I fill Fujita in on our plans. He’ll know what to do on his end. I’m sure he’s more than ready to close this chapter."

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“Thank you for the meal, but you shouldn’t bother coming all this way to tell me that the boys are doing better,” Saitou said as he swallowed the last bit of rice gruel Tokio had brought for his breakfast at his office.

Tokio smiled, pleased to hear the concern in Saitou’s voice. “I didn’t want you to worry Goro-san. My last report wasn’t the best and your sons have both changed since you’ve been coming to see them.”

“Hmn,” Saitou nodded. “I can see for myself that the boys are sure of themselves now.”

“They are sure because they are feeling secure having you around again.”

Saitou pushed away from behind his desk and walked around to the front where Tokio was sitting. He leaned back against the desk and lit up a smoke. He watched the white whirling mist leave his lips as he blew it into the center of the room. He shifted his eyes from the ceiling to Tokio.

“You know Tokio, I was giving this matter a lot of thought.” He took another drag from his cigarette and exhaled. “Perhaps if we can come to some sort of agreement, our sons may not have to do without either of us. There has to be a way we can live our lives strictly for the boys.”

Tokio smiled softly and took hold of Saitou’s eyes with her own. “It was I who had failed you in more ways than I care to admit. I expected you to be someone typical, but I should have known that you are your own person, unique in every way. Please forgive me for trying to conform you into someone you were not meant to be.” She sighed and took a step toward Saitou and bowed her head. “If you should decide to return I will not expect anything from you again.”

Saitou closed the gap between them, took Tokio into his arms and pulled her close. She began to weep the many tears she held in for much too long. They remained that way for quite sometime until a knock sounded at the door.

“Fujita-sir,” Cho called out from the other side. “Aoshi Shinomori here to meet with us.”

“Tokio,” said Saitou. “Give me sometime to think about the matter.”

“Yes, of course,“ Tokio replied as she collected herself. She wiped the tears quickly from her cheeks, and then gathered the dishware to stack neatly into the basket.

“Please tell our sons I will come to see them soon, and tell Tsutomu not to be so hard on his brother.”

Tokio bowed and left as he held the office door open for her. She graciously bowed once again in passing Aoshi and Cho on her way.

“All right you two, come in and fill me in on the Horie case,” he said.

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“Did you sleep well?” Koji asked Sano who was still curled up next to the big crossbeams that towered over him.

“I would have slept better if I didn’t have these fucking shackles around my ankles.” He lifted one leg to point at the big cumbersome contraption.

Koji was carrying a sizable tray with little separate dishes of Sano’s meal upon it. “I hope you’re hungry, there’s a lot here.” Koji set the tray down beside Sano.

“Hungry? Hell I’m always hungry.” Sano sat up quickly to see what was brought to him. “I was expecting that dickhead to starve me.”

“You better not let him hear you calling him names.” Koji frowned at the thought of Sano getting caught again.

To Sano’s delight the meal on the tray looked more like artwork than it did food. “Wow,” he said, “I can’t believe my eyes! This stuff looks almost too good to eat.”

“Horie will not eat his food prepared any other way here. It has to be to his liking, or someone will have to answer for it." Koji frowned and added, "That someone is usually me.”

“Why? Do you make this stuff?” Sano asked with his mouth full.

Koji nodded, “yes, I prepare all the food items and meals here. That’s my job.”

Sano was impressed at the elaborate way the food was displayed and garnished. The taste of the fancy-made morsels were as good as the food looked, which was just about sensational.

“Well kid, you got some talent for cooking,” said Sano between chews.

Koji shrugged his shoulders as though something bit him on the back,“I am not a kid,” he said in frustration.

“Oh yeah, right. I keep forgetting. You’re old enough to be a little pervert.”

“I am not a pervert!”

Sano laughed. “Judging from how you got into the whole scene here last night as your master watched you bring me off, I’d say you are a pervert.”

Koji snickered, “Well I wasn’t the one who shot his wad out here.”

“So what?” Sano asked as a challenge. “You calling me a pervert?”

“If the sandal fits the accused…yeah, I’m calling you a pervert.”

“What happened to me last night was purely nature’s call. I had no damn control over the situation. How could I? I was tied up on the fucking beams by a couple of perverts that wanted to get off doing heavens knows what,” Sano complained.

“Well, I wouldn’t have done it if Horie-sama didn’t make me do it to you.” Koji shrugged. “I have never done anything like that ever before.”

“So what does that asshole have in store for me?” Sano asked.

“You best stop calling him names, he may be listening to us.”

Sano furrowed his brows in disgust. “Look at you…you can’t even relax without having to worry if the man’s listening in on you. That’s no way to live!”

Koji began collecting the plates and saucers that Sano emptied and set them on the try. “I don’t mind living this way. I am fed and clothed, my room is decorated with rare imports, and I’m able to do what I like doing best, which is cook and care for people. Besides, Horie isn’t exactly as he appears to most. He has a gentle side when he isn’t working.”

“Oh? Is that right? Then your view of the world around you is just as twisted as your sex life,” said Sano shaking his head. “There’s just nothing like living free, none of this master shit will do for a healthy mind.”

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Horie rolled over in his comfortable western style bed to look at Nakuyo who was still asleep. The boy’s breaths were tranquilly smooth which brought to Horie a sense of peace as well. Yes indeed, Horie was exceptionally fond of Nakuyo, more so than anyone he had ever shared his life with. It often made him wonder why, but he never stopped long enough to find the answer.

“Hmmm,” Nakuyo hummed softly as he opened his eyes to see his lord’s face above peering down at him. “Horie-sama, when did you come in? I was waiting here for you as you requested but I’m afraid I feel asleep,” said Nakuyo as he attempted to sit up.

“No, no, stay right where you are. This is where I want you to be.”

“But I failed you Horie-sama. I fell asleep and didn’t even hear you come in. Please forgive me. I promise that it will never happen again.”

Horie chuckled, “Not to worry, I was kept away longer than I expected. I don’t blame you for falling asleep.”

“But in your bed of all places. I could have sat on the settee and waited for you, but instead I wanted to feel how soft this bed was.”

“Did you find it to your liking?” Horie asked.
“Mmmm yes! I could stay here all day!”

Horie leaned back on his fluffed pillows and crossed his arms behind his head. “Perhaps one day we’ll both spend the whole day here,” Horie smiled and winked.

“Do you mean that?”

“Of course I meant that, why would you doubt my word?”

Nakuyo quickly looked away from Horie to stare at the bed covers. “I’m sorry,” he said, “I didn’t mean to doubt you, but forgive for saying… you are a very busy man.”

“Ahhhh yes, that is true, but a man needs to catch his wind, wouldn’t you agree?”

Nakuyo nodded happily and with a big smile on his face he said, “Yes! I do agree with that. Yes!”

“Then we shall do it!” Horie announced with a promising ring to his voice. He reached over and captured Nakuyo around the waist and pulled the young man closer until their bodies touched ever so lightly. “Does that make you happy?”

“Yes!” Nakuyo agreed excitedly. “Now I can’t wait! But…”

Horie kissed the side of Nakuyo’s throat, and then lifted his head to look at the young man. “Hmmm? But what?”

Nakuyo shyly shrugged his shoulders. “There is something I do not understand.”
“Oh, what might that be?”

Nakuyo shrugged his shoulders again and looked away from Horie. “Well,” he said, “I don’t quite understand why you haven’t taken me yet. Am I not good enough for you Horie-sama?”

Surprised, Horie held the side of Nakuyo’s face and lifted the young man’s chin to view his eyes. “Nakuyo, are you wanting me to take you? Is that what you’re saying?”

The blush was evident sneaking across Nakuyo’s cheeks. He shut his eyes tightly so that he didn’t have to look into Horie’s eyes. He was embarrassed and quite tongue tied because of it, but he tried to speak. “I thought that… when people liked each other that is what they do.”

Nakuyo’s words aroused Horie into desiring to take the young man right then and there. The urge to do so was overwhelming, but Horie wanted the timing to be perfect. With everything going on the way it was, Horie thought that it wouldn’t be right to take the young man. He wanted perfection more than anything, and taking Nakuyo at that moment would be less than perfect. Nevertheless, Nakuyo’s desires prompted Horie’s desires. His organ sprung to life and found the side of Nakuyo’s leg to rest upon.

“Don’t be embarrassed about your feelings for me Nakuyo,” Horie said. “I too desire to have you, however I also desire to take your gift when the time is right.” Horie began pressing his erection against the side of Nakuyo’s leg, feeling the smoothness of the boy’s skin against his cock.

“I’m not really shy about wanting to be taken,” said Nakuyo, “but I was afraid that you didn’t want me.”

“Does this feel like I don’t want you Nakuyo?” Horie asked as he pushed his strong erection against Nakuyo again.

Nakuyo smiled being reassured by Horie, his cock responding with its own definite erection. “This feeling I have is so strong, I feel like…” Nakuyo gasped as he felt Horie’s fingers surround his erection. “Oh!”

“You feel as though you are in need of a release, am I correct?” Horie asked.

“Yeh.. yesss. Oh yes,” Nakuyo’s tone was almost pleading; the sound of desire laced his words as he muttered them.

“Let me look at you,” said Horie as he moved the covers away from Nakuyo’s body. “Ahhh yes, so pure you are. It will be a special occasion when I do take you totally. However, we can begin to get you ready for the occasion.”

Nakuyo was practically out of breath but managed to ask, “How do we do that?

Horie didn’t say a word but only smiled. He thought that Nakuyo wasn’t only pure and innocent, but also very naive. The young man had no clue as to what Horie was leading up to doing. Horie simply began kissing Nakuyo’s soft lips. His mouth felt little in comparison to Horie’s mouth as lips covered lips. Horie inserted his tongue, pushing through the softness of Nakuyo oral flesh and ivory teeth until Horie’s tongue met Nakuyo’s.

“Mmmm,” Horie moaned slightly as he pressed his cock harder against Nakuyo’s leg, spreading his pre-come moisture there upon. “Hmmm,” he hummed now rubbing his cock against Nakuyo’s thigh as though he was actually fucking the young man. His hips rotating in a circular pattern Horie was giving himself over to the passion that laid in wait for the two to share.

“Horie-sama,” Nakuyo broke the deep kiss for him to say, “I need to hold my penis. It’s driving me crazy not to be able to stroke it.”

“Not yet my page, I will tell you when,” said Horie as he leaned backwards and took up a jar of ointment that he had set on top of the bed table the evening before. He had planned working at breaking Nakuyo in, but only to find the young man in bed, asleep.

“Oh?” Nakuyo gasped realizing he had to practice restraint. “But why? Will you be doing it for me?” His face was flustered and lust was written upon him as well.

Horie chuckled never ceasing to tire of Nakuyo’s innocence but found himself adoring the young man for it. “I don’t want you to come too quickly. I’m going to do something to you that may be uncomfortable at first, but when I tell you to caress yourself, the discomfort will vanish.”

Horie got up and sat on his heels. “Now spread your legs for me Nakuyo.” Horie positioned himself between Nakuyo’s shapely extremities. “Pass me that pillow right there, yes that one,” Horie nodded as Nakuyo picked the pillow out to toss at Horie. “Now Nakuyo, I want you to lift your bottom so that I can slide this under your backside.”

“Are we going to do it? It looks like we are,” Nakuyo said excitedly.

Horie let out a great big chuckle. “As much as I want to Nakuyo, the time is not quite right. Let’s get you in condition for it.”

Horie’s cock was throbbing with anticipation. The mere view of his page there right before him was enough to increase his blood pressure double fold. “All right Nakuyo, take your flesh into your hand and begin stroking yourself,” directed Horie as he opened the jar filled with slippery paste. “This will liquefy as it warms up, however it will feel very cold as I put it on you.”

Nakuyo closed his eyes even though he was very curious as to what his lord was up to. The sensations of his fingers curled around his shaft were even more intense than he’d ever experienced it being when he did it alone by himself. “Haaah, Horie-sama.”

“No Nakuyo… Call me Hisomu now. You must call me Hisomu.”

“Yes Hisomu-san… Ahhh, I feel it on my ass being so cold, but it feels so good. What is that?”

“To condition you I must ease my fingers into you so that in the future you will be ready for me,” explained Horie. “Keep stroking your flesh and don’t stop, even if it gets a little uncomfortable. Remember it will not hurt for too long.”

After Horie coated Nakuyo’s portal well with the pasty lubricant he rubbed his hand over Nakuyo’s cock to spread some of the lubrication on the young man’s shaft.

“Haaah… Hisomu. This is unbelievably slippery.”

“Yes it is, now keep stroking yourself,” Horie instructed as he added some of the slippery substance to his own cock as well. With expert manipulation he began stroking his cock as his other hand tickled the entry to Nakuyo’s rear cavern.

“Oh! I feel you there,” announced Nakuyo. “Oh, I’ve never felt anything like this before, I’m climbing so quickly Hisomu-san…”

Horie knew that timing was everything and he didn’t have much of it judging by the way Nakuyo was giving himself over to what he was doing.

“Spread a little wider, I’d like to look at what I am doing to you,” ordered Horie.

When Nakuyo’s legs fell apart, relaxed to the sides, Horie began to push his index finger into him.

Nakuyo gasped, his eyes opened wide as owl’s eyes as he peered at Horie.

“Nakuyo, remember I told you that it will be uncomfortable in the beginning. Breathe deeply and bear down a little. It will help you to relax down there,” Horie instructed. “By all means, keep stroking your cock and concentrate on feeling the sensations there, the rest will follow.”

Nakuyo grit his teeth waiting for what will happen next. Suddenly he felt his portal cramp down. It was a natural reflex as Horie began to insert his finger.

“Oi… Itai! Nakuyo yelped and jerked his hips forward and away from Horie’s finger.

“You must allow me to break you in Nakuyo. I want to do this slowly; it will be easier for you this way. I want to break you in slowly because…"

Horie couldn’t complete his sentence. He was dumbfounded at why it was that he was taking things slow with Nakuyo. Used to be, Horie took a lot of people, male and female alike, not giving a second thought as to how they were taken. He did as he pleased, and when he was finished, the men and women were cast aside like discarded toys that a child grew tired of.

However, with Nakuyo things were different for Horie. Could it be that below the layers of crusted, hardened heart harbored a softness that Nakuyo was able to reach. If it was so, what could it be that Nakuyo possessed that is able to tame the savage beast that everyone had come to know as Horie Hisomu?

“Aaaggggh,” Nakuyo hollered as Horie pushed through Nakuyo’s rear cavern defenses. Like a stubborn door that was finally wedged open, Horie’s finger slid deeper into Nakuyo’s entry.

“Stroke yourself now page, concentrate on your climax. Now page, bring yourself to conclusion."

“Oh Hisomuuuu…” Nakuyo’s breath was ripped from him as Horie began slipping in the second finger. His virgin ass had never felt anything so intrusive, yet welcomed at the same time. The sensations were remarkable to Nakuyo. Pain, but then again pleasure overtaking his entire body at once. “Hisomu! Soon!”

“Good boy, let yourself go,” said Horie in his lust. One hand worked his cock into sexual frenzy while his other hand expertly occupied itself preparing Nakuyo for future acquisition. “Do you like this page?”

“Yesss, Hisomu, I love this… I, I, I…”

Nakuyo’s expression said it all though no words followed. Horie watched his page convulse passionately under his magical touch. The page’s portal gripped so tightly around Horie’s fingers that the underworld lord could have sworn he felt his own cock respond as though Nakuyo was clamped around Horie’s organ.

“Yes! Nakuyo! Let me see how much you can come for me. Show me how hard you can deliver!” Horie shouted knowing that Nakuyo was about to cross over the threshold. His page pushed down onto Horie’s two fingers and there was no doubt whatsoever that the young man had reached his sexual goal, for his page’s voice carried throughout the entire cavern, the echo of passion.

“Hisomuuuuu…” Nakuyo spewed forth his creamy white seed in a fountain that even amazed Horie.

Horie immediately removed his fingers to spare Nakuyo any additional discomfort.

“Nakuyo,” said Horie as he repositioned himself at the side of Nakuyo’s head. “Open your mouth and take me. I must fuck you one-way or the other. Quickly!”

Nakuyo responded to Horie’s order and repositioned his body to lie on his side. Before he could take a breath, Horie had his cock against Nakuyo’s lips.

“Open up, I must fuck you now,” ordered Horie, his voice thick with passion.

As soon as Horie’s cock managed its way into Nakuyo’s oral cavern, Horie started to fuck, and fuck hard. Nakuyo tried his very best to keep from gagging. It was definitely an express lesson for Nakuyo on throat-muscle control. He ignored his gag reflexes and opened his throat as wide as he could to allow Horie passage. He was rather proud of himself for performing as though he had been doing it for years.

Horie’s time arrived all at once. He threw both of his hands in front of himself to prop his torso above Nakuyo and continued to pump wildly into his page’s mouth. He reached down to grasp the back of Nakuyo’s head to steady his target and with a few fast hard humps he held still for a brief moment and howled loudly into the air above him announcing his climatic arrival and soon following, a flood of semen pumped into Nakuyo’s mouth.

Hungrily, Nakuyo licked and sucked swallowing the entire load that Horie delivered. There was nothing in the world more delicious to Nakuyo than the unique flavor of his lord.

Horie was labored in breath as he fell back on the beautiful bed that had supported the lovers in their charged session of love.

Love…could it be true for a man like Horie Hisomu?
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