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Chapter List
- 1-Slip
- 2-Interrupt
- 3-Denial
- 4-Help
- 5-Presence
- 6-Friend
- 7-Return
- 8-Awake
- 9-Defiance
- 1
- 2
Title: Full Circle

Author: Drunken Muses (Battlejoy and Brightdreamer)

Genre: Romance/Angst/AU

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Some secrets have a way of coming back to haunt those who keep them. Memories are shared willingly and unwillingly, with drastic consequences. Ryuhou/Kazuma, Kazuma/Shiirice, Ryuhou/Shiirice, and (eventually) Kazuma/Shiirice/Ryuhou.

Disclaimer: We don't own s-CRY-ed. Wish we did. Have no money, don't sue us!

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Chapter 1: Slip

Ryuhou awoke with a gasp, his eyes searching the muted darkness for what might have startled him. Finding nothing, he dropped his head back to the pillow with a sigh, rubbing at his slightly-aching forehead. Just once, he'd really like to be able to sleep through the night. He stared up at the dark, slanted roof of the tent that he and Kazuma called "home." This nomadic lifestyle was starting to wear on him a bit. While he knew it was necessary to have to move around a lot to defend this ground, it was still disconcerting to one accustomed to stability and order. Ryuhou felt deeply tired in body and spirit, yet he was unable to completely rest.

Turning his head, Ryuhou felt a small smile creep onto his lips as he saw the sleeping form of Kazuma next to him. He could barely make out the man's profile in the darkness, but it was comforting to have the other beside him�the only stable thing he had in this life. Reaching out, he gently tugged his lover closer, feeling Kazuma sigh and snuggle to him. Kissing Kazuma's cheek lightly, he wondered how much the boy would mind if he were awakened for... a distraction. Ryuhou needed something to distract him from the increasingly uneasy feeling that was building deep inside him.

He nibbled along Kazuma's jaw line, and was soon rewarded with a soft moan. That was enough to make up his mind. "Kazuma..." he murmured, nuzzling his neck and rolling so the smaller body lay partially underneath him.

Ryuhou slid one leg over Kazuma's, pressing against him more firmly. He continued to bite and lick at the warm skin of his neck and collar, letting one hand roam further down the man's chest and stomach. Raising his head to seek a real kiss, he froze as he heard a barely-whispered word escape Kazuma's lips. "Shiirice..."

Ryuhou dropped Kazuma's head with a dull thud that instantly woke the younger man. "What the hell did you say...?" His stomach constricted with emotion, and he felt suddenly light-headed It wasn't the fact that Kazuma had whispered another's name... no, it was the name itself that brought up pushed-aside memories and feelings.

Kazuma blinked, ruefully rubbing his head. He had woken up to such a nice feeling of someone heatedly parting his lips with their tongue and then next thing he knew he was being dropped. "What did I say? I didn't say anything."

Kazuma was further brought from his slumber by Ryuhou shaking him roughly. "You said 'Shiirice.' I heard you. Why?"

Kazuma's cheeks colored instantly as he hesitated for a split second before he adamantly turned away and insisted, "I didn't say anything. You must have been hearing things."

Narrowing his eyes, Ryuhou reached out and grabbed Kazuma's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. "I have excellent hearing, Kazuma. I know what I heard." He tried to keep his voice level as he continued. "Why would you say her name?"

Kazuma shrugged away from Ryuhou, rolling out from under him to grab his shirt and shoes. "It's nothing... I mean... I didn't." Dressing quickly, he ducked out the front flap of the tent before Ryuhou could protest. "I'm going for a walk."

After a moment, Ryuhou followed, having hastily pulled on his own clothes. He shivered as the cool evening air of the Lost Ground wastelands hit his bare arms. He hurried after Kazuma, catching up to the younger man before he could get very far. "Kazuma..."

The redhead stopped, looking down. "Just... don't ask about it, OK, Ryuhou?"

It obviously was something. "No, It's not okay. What the hell did you mean?" Reaching out, Ryuhou grabbed his arm and spun Kazuma around to face him. "Dammit, tell me the truth."

Kazuma shook his head. "It's nothing. Just her name. It doesn't matter."

Ryuhou's stomach tightened. "Yes. It does. You said her name when I was..."

"We slept together, okay?! Is that what you want to hear?" Stunned, Ryuhou took a step back, unable to reply as Kazuma continued, his voice and expression softening. "She was... my first."

Ryuhou doubted he had heard correctly. Kazuma couldn't have just said what he thought he said. "You're lying."

"I-I wanted to tell you before but..." Kazuma sighed. "She made me promise that I wouldn't tell you. Of all the stupid things." Kazuma's voice choked. "I can't believe I just blurted it."

Ryuhou felt dizzy, and put his hand to his head. "I don't... how... when did...?"

"Well you HOLY guys were always after me and one day..."

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Shiirice licked the dry handkerchief and dabbed at the scratch on his forehead. "Stop that!" Kazuma weakly protested. He wasn't really up to being pampered like a small child, especially by a HOLY officer. Then again, a quick peek at the parted cloth of her jacket that she had unbuttoned in the stifling heat wasn't a good idea. A maternal HOLY officer was scary but not as much as the realization that she was girl.

"Stay still," Shiirice hissed, "I'm almost done."

Kazuma squirmed and sighed. If it were up to him, he wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation at all. But a broken arm and a concussion tended to limit escape or fight options, so he lay still at the bottom of a pit that could possibly be the remains of some ancient city's underground tunnel network. Kazuma had once heard �subways' were common in Japan and the dim cave-like opening could be open with it's stray bit of masonry.

So, now he had no other choice but to sit there and allow this girl to attempt to treat his wounds. "Why are you helping me, anyway?" he grumbled. "You and your stupid HOLY pals were the ones chasing me in the first place."

"No sense in fighting right now," she said. "I'm sure I'll get rescued, and you'll get captured soon enough. There." Shiirice smiled, looking proud of her handiwork. "Plus, you shielded me during that last tremor. Patching you up is the least I could do."

Kazuma turned away to hide the blush staining his cheeks. He hadn't meant to tackle her and protect from that landslide. It was reflexive. "Well, don't feel like you have to."

Shiirice firmly turned his face back to look at her and gave him a mysterious small smile as she tried to dab off the rest of the sweat-stuck dirt. "I wish I had some water or alcohol for this. Y'know, it's been a long time since I patched up anyone. I was originally going to be trained as a medic by HOLY."

"What happened?" Kazuma asked suspiciously. If she had killed a patient during her practicals, concussion or not he'd dig his way out with his good arm.

The petite blue-haired officer shrugged, shifting her weight on top of Kazuma, prompting a grimace from him. The cramped cave shaft into which they had fallen didn't allow for much room to move, and Kazuma was almost surprised that he'd even been able to free his right arm from the boulders that had crushed it. "Well, my Alter power would have come in handy, but..." she tilted her head, a small smile visible in the dim light. "I decided there were more important things in HOLY. More important people."

"What is your power?" Kazuma regarded her like a poisonous snake. Shiirice ignored him. Not enjoying the silence, Kazuma tried another route, "What could else be more important to you?"
Again not getting a response, Kazuma ventured "Please don't tell me it doesn't have anything to do with that pretentious asshole you follow around?" Foolishly ignoring the warning glare, he continued. "I mean, he looks like he hasn't shit in 3 years. It's like someone shoved a rod up there and forgot abo- AhhAAA!" Kazuma was cut off by the intense shot of pain Shiirice caused with just her index poking his injured arm.

"Hmph. I don't even need to use my powers. You're hurt, so I'd watch my mouth if I were you." A grim, strained smile stretched Shiirice's lips, her voice practically dripping with false sweetness.

Grimacing, Kazuma made a mental note: don't insult girls when they're straddling you and have you at a disadvantage. However, he couldn't help but open his big mouth again. "Why do you hang around that jerk anyway? What's so great about him? You'd be better off out here on your own."

Shiirice cut off the torture with a snort. "Out here? In these wastelands? What could possibly be out here for me?"

Kazuma shrugged, then winced as the movement jostled his injured arm. "Freedom... you wouldn't have people like that tightass telling you what to do and where to go. Doesn't that bother you at all?"

"Freedom to starve, to freeze, to be raped and killed? Forget that." Shiirice sneered. He really was a naive boy. "And Ryuhou doesn't control me. I follow him because I want to."

Kazuma scoffed and looked away. "Whatever. I couldn't be tied down like that."

"Maybe it's different for some guys," Shiirice said bitterly.

"Well you're a good-looking girl. I'm sure you could find a boyfriend that would take good care of you."

"You talk about freedom and then you say something like that?" Shiirice mentally reevaluated Kazuma: Naive and Stupid.

"Well, there are good guys. Ones that won't try to control you like HOLY or that jerk. Y'know, a guy that would protect you from anything bad and just enjoying holding you. You're pretty tough. You both could make a good life together," Kazuma smiled. If was refreshing to be talking to someone and she wasn't talking to him and hadn't wrapped his wounds by orders. There really was a girl under that uniform and it was distressing to see her stifled into the royal bitch he thought she was before. Kazuma wondered what she'd be like out in the wilds.

"I am protected."

"By what? By your organization? By that 'guy' of yours?" Kazuma spat adding one more strike against Ryuhou in his book. The girl on his lap was young and beautiful with all the right curves in all the right places. For a civilization that supposedly took care of it's own, they didn't know that you didn't send a girl like this out by herself? "I know I wouldn't let my girl be stuck in a hole with a desperate enemy that could do who-knows-what to her."

Shiirice's eyes narrowed, and she tightened her legs over Kazuma's hips. "I don't think you're in much of a position to do much, desperate or not," she said, threateningly placing her hand over his crushed arm. "I can take care of myself, and it's not Ryuhou's fault that I'm down here with you."

Kazuma didn't think pointing out the fact that she was straddling him was quite the thing to do, but her hand on his arm did get his attention. "Okay! Okay! You're not in any danger." He knew even if he were well he'd probably not do anything to her, especially of a sexual nature. However, it was a new experience for him to be completely at the mercy of a petite girl, or any girl for that matter.

"Ryuhou will find me. He always protects and cares for me. You don't know it, but he's really sweet and gentle."

Kazuma didn't believe her. "This is the same guy hunting me day and night; or sending you out to do it?"

"Ryuhou didn't send me out here for you." Shiirice said quietly, not volunteering any more details. "And you don't know anything about him." She shook her head". "You just don't understand. He saved me... he freed me. I owe him my life. I would have died if he hadn't been there, I'm sure of it." Smiling, she thought back on the day her life had changed. "You only see the harsh side of him, but there's another that I want to bring out again..." Shiirice could picture her dear commanding officer and the gentle smile she hoped was only for her. Her eyes misted and she had to take a moment, pawning off her emotional turmoil with a weak attempt at distraction. "Why am I telling you this, anyway?"

"I don't know." Kazuma would shrug if not for his shoulder. "I'm just the cripple here at your fickle mercy."

"Yeah. You are at my mercy." Shiirice's voice cracked a bit still upswept by the abject feeling of loneliness. "Hey... are you all right?"

Kazuma shifted uncomfortably, grimacing again at the pain in his shoulder and head. He clenched his teeth against a small moan, closing his eyes as he felt the cave start to spin around him. "Dammit..." The surreal feeling of the pain swimming in his head suddenly got more intense as the girl threw her arms around him unmindful of his injuries. As painful as that was, the thing that stuck Kazuma about the situation was that her lips were pressed against his, warm and soft. His gasp of surprise was only a opening she needed for her tongue to begin invading his mouth. Shocked beyond belief, Kazuma distantly noticed that his pain was beginning to fade, replaced by an incredible feeling of well-being. Then again, Kazuma really couldn't care less about why his arm was feeling better, instead focusing on his first kiss and the welcoming release that he sensed was only the beginning. An eerie greenish rainbow light reflected off the walls of the cave around them, and Kazuma wondered again just what this girl's Alter power entailed. Closing his eyes, he decided not to worry about it. Wrapping his good arm around the girl's back, he tilted his head to better enjoy the unexpected kiss.

After what seemed far too short a time for Kazuma's liking, the young HOLY officer pulled away with a gasp. "There. Feel better?"

Kazuma nodded breathlessly. "Um... y-yeah."

Shiirice only smiled, trying to ignore the empty feeling that still ached in her chest. "Did you like it?"

"Y-yeah... what was that?" Kazuma still didn't know how to take it. He gulped as the girl's lips began to nibble along his jaw.

"Eternal Devote," he heard her murmur. "My Alter power... it can help heal..." Reaching up with one hand, she undid the rest of the buttons on her jacket, then shrugged it off her shoulders. "Physical contact is necessary, though."

Kazuma gulped, his eyes opening wide again as the girl's hands slid under his shirt. "Ah... o-okay..." He drew in his breath sharply as she lay across him, feeling her body pressed against his as the green light surrounded them again. A rush of well-being encompassed him, and he let his eyelids flutter closed. He wasn't sure if it was from her Alter power, or the simple contact of a half-naked girl, but... he was feeling better every minute. "You could probably take your bra off too," he found himself saying. "If you need more physical contact."

Shiirice quickly complied and then impulsively yanked up his shirt, exposing his chest to her. If Kazuma's eyes weren't at their physical widest already, they would have broken limits as the thought hit him: You just have to ask a girl to take off her bra and she does it?! Somewhat confused but definitely going with the flow, Kazuma lifted his arm and nearly yelped at the pain. Add a couple broken ribs to his laundry list of injuries. But that pain was quickly forgotten as her body slid against him, her fingertips stroking down his chest; her lips soon following. He instinctively tried to sit up as Shiirice's nimble fingers began to undo the button on his pants, but fell down with a groan as ribs and head protested. "Ahh... um, go ahead, I guess..."

"Thanks. I will." Shiirice looked up from moist trail that she had just licked and kissed down his stomach with a sinful smirk.

Kazuma was confused. Just a moment before she had been near tears, and the next she was easing his pants down his hips? Were all girls like this? Well, if letting her do what she wanted with his body was the sacrifice he had to make to have her smile, so be it. He heard her rustling around down by his legs as she tugged his pants completely off. A part of his mind protested that this really wasn't the place for this sort of thing, but other parts of him insisted that it was just fine! He gasped as he felt her slide back over him again... this time feeling a lot more bare skin pressing against his.

Shiirice's chuckle took a throaty tone that made Kazuma tingle in ways that he didn't know were even possible, to say nothing of the warmth laying across his whole body. "You like going commando? Well that simplifies things. You have a magnificent body, by the way."

Kazuma suddenly remembered that he hadn't worn any underwear today as her hand slid over him. Really, he had just needed to do laundry and was trying to find a way to sneak his in with Kimishima's. "Um, thanks?" Hesitantly, he reached out to run his fingers along her bare back. "You... you're not so bad yourself, for a HOLY girl." He gasped as her hand tightened around a rather sensitive area. "Ahh! I mean... you... you feel good..."

Shiirice slid up his body causing what was left of Kazuma's remaining brains to nearly fry themselves out as she innocently pecked him on the lips, reveling at the gasps and moans he released. "Well that's good. I guess this is officially a temporary truce, eh, NP3228?" She continued her caressing exploration of his body, leaving trails of shivering sensation behind her fingertips. Again, Kazuma wondered if this was a side effect of her Alter or if it was just the fact that this was the first time he'd ever been this close to a female before...

Kazuma knew he should be upset at her calling him that. He made a token protest: "My name's Kazuma," but his heart wasn't in it. She could call him dog-shit at this point, and he wouldn't care. Playing his fingers idly through the girl's short blue hair, Kazuma found himself asking, "What's your name, by the way?" He grinned. "I'm sure you don't want me just calling you �HOLY girl' while we do... this."

She hesitated for a second as if debating if it was something too intimate to share with a man she was currently fondling. Finally, she moved her lips close to his ear, nibbling and licking before replying. "It's Shiirice Adjani... Kazuma." She shifted her weight, aligning their bodies more fully.

Kazuma moaned as he felt a wet heat pressing against him, and he automatically tried to arch against her. His pain was almost gone, or at least forgotten for a moment, and his body was insisting on more, now. "Shiirice," he whispered, experimentally tilting her head to suckle her neck like she had done earlier. Kimishima always complained that you had to beat something into his head to get him to remember but Kazuma knew he would never forget that name. He flexed the fingers of his right hand, then lifted it and placed it gently on Shiirice's hip. Only testing to see if the pain's better, he told himself. That thought quickly fled as the sensation of smooth skin was transmitted to his brain, and he pulled her tighter against him with a low groan.

Hearing no protest as he explored the almost familiar yet still so alien-feeling flesh that only girls were blessed with, Kazuma finally found the nerve to run his hand over her chest. Marveling at the hardened peaks, he momentarily panicked as she pulled back to sit up. Oh, no, I've done something wrong already... dammit, I knew I would... "Ah! I'm sorry, what did... ohhh...." his hasty apology trailed out in a moan as she sank down onto him, taking him fully inside her. Shiirice's hand closed over his, guiding it back to her breast as she smiled down at him.

"It's all right, you can touch me too," she whispered, rocking her hips and sending new jolts of sensation up Kazuma's spine. "The more contact the better, remember? For my Alter?"

"Nngh... yeah... Alter..." Kazuma instinctively arched upward, seeking relief from the tension building within him. His hand moved seemingly of its own volition, caressing and squeezing the soft mounds above him. He didn't know what the hell she was talking about when it came to Alters. All that mattered was that she had given him the permission to sit up and wrap his arms around her. Suddenly, no matter how much skin touched her, it wasn't enough.

"See, it's better not to be so shy," Shiirice's voice came in a distracted pant. Kazuma doubled his enthusiasm kissing and stroking every inch he could determined to make her moan and gasp as much as he was. Of course, he noticed with some disconcertment that his own noises were getting more frantic at a faster rate than hers...

Shiirice's hands roamed over Kazuma's back and neck, leaving fiery shivers behind. A green glow encompassed their bodies, and Kazuma felt stronger and more... alive than he ever had in his life. A desperate tension was building inside him, concentrated in the place where they were joined. He moved faster and more urgently, striving for... he didn't know what, but he wanted it so badly. Suddenly, he reached the proverbial edge, and cried out suddenly, clutching Shiirice to him. He heard her moan again in his ear, and saw rainbow sparks explode around them in the darkness of the cave. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination or not... right now he didn't care, riding out the waves of pleasure that swept through his body.

Kazuma collapsed back to the ground, ignoring the incongruent fact that he should be in a lot more pain right now. In fact, he didn't feel any pain at all�only overwhelming pleasure. "I-I'm sorry, Shiirice," was all that he was able to gasp out. He had a suspicious feeling that this should have lasted longer.

Shiirice followed him to the floor, resting her head on his chest. "Don't be," she panted. "... 'm tired now..."

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