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Touch	By : Kitsunehi Category: +S to Z > Tokyo Babylon Views: 2489 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Babylon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Tokyo Babylon, nor any of the characters. CLAMP has that honor, and I wouldn't dream to begrudge the ladies the fine work they do. This takes place a few years before the series, so there are little things about the actual timeline in here, but nothing I think that will give away any major spoilers. At least, I hope not. The reasoning behind this little...ficlet, I guess, is all the fault of Moonshadow D'tarth, who sat me down and started it all by making me watch the OAVs, then allowed me the chance to read through the manga...or at least look at the pretty pictures. ^_~
The minor warning was added due to the fact that the main character is fourteen (and alone), but it really isn't so out of the ordinary for someone Subaru's age.
Sadly, I'm not making any money...and I'm broke all the time. Bills really tend to put a cramp in any attempt at a life I may have...and very probably will for several more years, so suing me would be really a waste of time. C&C are appreciated but not necessary...feedback is nice, but if you don't give any, I understand...and flames will be torched by my Shenlong models. ^_^

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Touch. That was all that mattered. Strong hands moving in languid patterns over hot, smooth skin. A quiet intake of breath and a soft moan were the only sounds accompanying the rustle of sheets in the dark.

"Mmm....please...God..." a boy's voice gasped as his body bowed helplessly, fingers convulsing into the sheets. He would do anything to make that touch continue, skirting across his lips, down his throat; pausing at one pale nipple for a lingering moment before tracing down a slim, hairless chest.

The boy's breath hitched in his throat, wanting to cry out as his tongue brushed over dry, parted lips. He squirmed slightly, silently begging for the touch to move lower; he'd tried to do it himself, earlier, only to have his hands pushed out of the way. His erection was bordering on painful, his need was so acute.

Phantom pressure began and soon, the boy was writhing, his teeth sinking into his lower lip. Whimpers began as soon as his body began to react in earnest, hips pumping sharply upward, the gesture more wanton than anything. A part of his mind pointed that fact out, as another wondered how he must look at that moment of near-release, eyes tightly shut, mouth open in an inaudible cry.

It was the final thought, he supposed, that finally pushed him over the edge. Tension released in a hot flood, muscles contracting and spasming uncontrollably. The feeling in and of itself was incredible! Shockwaves of pleasure shook his lithe frame, fringes of raven-black hair spilling across flushed cheeks.

Finally, his body went limp, sprawling him across the bed. Brilliant green eyes cracked open just enough to assess that it was still very much in the middle of the night. His thoughts were still too clouded with the aftermath of his orgasm to process any further thoughts on the matter, and he soon fell into a deep slumber.

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"Subaru! Hurry up, will you?" Houkuto called to her brother, knocking on the bathroom door. "You've been in there forever!"

As if on cue, the door opened and Subaru stepped out, his gaze focused on the floor as he shuffled past his twin. Despite the difference in gender, they were as identical as they could possibly be. Both kept their black hair short, their large, expressive eyes were the same shade of green, long lashes contrasting sharply with near-alabaster, rounded faces.

Houkuto's look changed from somewhat irritated to one of worry. Subaru looked as though he hadn't slept well again. She could always tell when he'd had trouble in the past but this was the first time in their lives when he didn't come to her immediately to talk about what was going on. It seemed to her, as of late, that he'd become more secretive. They had turned fourteen a month before, and her grandmother had explained that she'd be going through some changes, but had left out any mention of her brother's normally good-natured, if somewhat worrisome attitude switching to one of quiet withdrawal from the world.

It took her a few moments to push down her curiosity and feelings of hurt before she stepped into the bathroom to get ready for the day. Once inside, she pressed her back to the door and slid down until she was seated on the cold tile floor, her eyes filling with tears. "Ototo-chan, what's going on?" she whispered brokenly. "Why won't you talk to me?"

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Meanwhile, in his bedroom, Subaru found himself stripping the soiled sheets from his futon. It was incredibly embarrassing, and he certainly didn't want Houkuto to find out; especially that it wasn't even a girl giving him the dreams that had him waking to find his pajamas and sheets wet with perspiration and other things he'd rather not think about. The dreams were always vague and faded by the time he awoke, remembering only short parts of the experience; short black hair, dark eyes under the long fringe of bangs...the unshakable feeling that he'd met this person before. The distinctly male person. Definitely older; someone that would mean something very important someday.

He looked down at his permanently gloved hands, both of which tingled ever-so-slightly. there were memories there, too. A sakura tree, and older boy in a school uniform, telling him the tale of how the blossoms had turned pink; a promise, a deal...a mark left on his hand that his grandmother promptly warded the moment she saw the mark of the assassin clan's symbol. He briefly wondered in the two were connected, and if so, how?

Balling up his laundry, he closed his eyes, clasping his hands together. Without even thinking, he shocked himself by speaking a name out loud; the name that felt like the answer to all his questions as he sank to his knees.

"Seishiro."
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