Bete Noir | By : Macx Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General Views: 1910 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
AUTHOR: Macx and Lara Bee
DISCLAIMER: not ours. Definitely not! We just play with them and hope
we tread on no one's toes.
Author's Voice of Warning (aka Author's Note):
English is not my our language; it's German. This is the best we can
do. Any mistakes you find in here, collect them and you might win a prize
|g| The spell-checker said everything's okay, but you know how trustworthy
those thingies are.....
ADDITIONAL WARNINGS: DO NOT SKIP: this story deals with sensitive topics,
above others implied rape and constant sexual abuse of a child. It is dark,
and I mean DARK. There may be readers among us who know more than they'd
ever wanted to know about this topic – this story contains TRIGGER MATERIAL.
ARCHIVE: yes
NOTE: "Bête noire” translated means "Black Beast”, but it also
stands for "Nightmare”.
TYPE: yaoi
RATING: Seriously NC17!!!
PAIRING(s): Touda/Byakko, Tsuzuki/Hisoka
FEEDBACK: empty inbox seeks emails |g|
It was summer in GensouKai. The explosion of flowers and blooming trees
was reaching its peak, the sun was out almost every day, the clouds were
sparse, and there were a lot of very warm days and barely cooler nights.
For those shikigami who liked the heat of summer, it was the perfect time.
For those who preferred cooler temperatures, it was a matter of staying
in the shade and not wandering about too much.
Touda was a fire serpent and for him, heat was nothing. He enjoyed it,
he spent hours dozing on the palace roof, and he tried to stay out of the
daily politics. Sohryu called on him of course, but since Touda wasn't
his first general any more and had no intentions to become one again, he
wasn't required to be on duty all the time. It didn't mean he was slacking
either. The hell serpent had simply found a nice balance between work and
sunbathing.
Right now he wasn't on the roof but in the expansive garden, enjoying
not only the sun but also the very welcome company of his lover and partner.
Byakko, being a cat shikigami, liked heat, too. The area where they were
resting was very private and only a few servants would even think of bothering
the two men here. It was one of the reasons why Touda had divested himself
of his clothes, except for the bare necessities, just in case, and was
watching his equally mostly naked lover sunbathe.
Half-closed red eyes smiled lazily at him and a black and white striped
tail twitched. Byakko was very relaxed, his tanned skin smelling of the
sun, all muscles warm and pliant and so very, very nice to run a hand over.
Which Touda did.
It got him a purr.
Byakko turned on his back and Touda took the unspoken offer to continue
the caress over his stomach. The tiger stretched, showing off his sinewy
form, and Touda straddled him, leaning over the warm body.
"Enjoying yourself?" he murmured.
Fingers buried in his by now longish hair and carded through it. "Very."
Byakko stopped in mid-caress when he heard the Summoning. Golden eyes
flashed at him as his lover stroked over his cheek once, then slid smoothly
off him. Touda had heard it, too. He was bonded to Tsuzuki and he would
feel the echoes of whatever was going on. But since it wasn't him who had
been Summoned he had no right to intervene.
"Come back in one piece,” Touda muttered, stepping back to give the
young man room to follow the call.
When Summoned, shikigami appeared in the world of the living in their
fighting form which in Byakko's case meant, a white tiger. A huge white
tiger.
"Of course," Byakko answered, then initiated the transdimensional jump.
Right into a battle.
Right into the middle of things.
And right into action.
° ° °
The fight had been ugly and nasty, his opponent being a devil with immense
powers. But Byakko had defeated the bastard. Tsuzuki had been proud. Disheveled,
slightly bruised, but proud. He had radiated his emotions quite openly,
hugging his fighting companion after things had been over.
Byakko had returned to his home realm.
Once again, it was over and no harm done.
Or so they thought.
° ° °
It had been easier than he had thought. So much easier. Entering the
world of the living had been child's play. Devils and demons went and came
as they wanted to. Finding a shinigami, the right shinigami, had been a
bit more difficult. He couldn't just choose one by default. He had to find
one with the right shikigami, and there was only one who had the most powerful
at his command.
So the devil had roamed until he had been made by the Shokan Division,
and Tsuzuki Asato had been sent after him.
He was working with a time window. He needed to fulfill his mission
within a specific time frame, he had been told by the one who had come
up with this plan.
Find the shinigami, possess his shikigami, enter GensouKai under the
radar. The devil wasn't clear how he could go in undetected by the likes
of Enma-Daiou, but he had been reassured again and again that it was possible.
But only now.
Only in these few days while GensouKai recovered from the almost fatal
blow it had suffered. The realm was weak, as were the other realms, but
only GensouKai mattered at the moment.
Possess a shikigami.
Get in.
Take out his target.
And his mysterious benefactor would be pleased.
The devil didn't think about the why. He had a dislike of shikigami,
so killing one, using another to do it, was easy. Of course he had heard
the rumors that with the destabilization of one realm, the others might
suffer, too, but as long as he circumvented killing one specific shikigami,
things would become balanced pretty soon.
The fight had been hard, he had taken a few blows by the white tiger,
but he had managed the impossible in the end: he had possessed him. Without
the shinigami seeing or feeling it. There had been a delicate moment
when the shinigami had hugged his shikigami, but then things had gone smoothly.
And now for the plan...
° ° °
The gate between the worlds spit out a disheveled and roughed up white
tiger. The feline was spewed ungraciously to the ground, landing hard and
tumbling over several times with the force of the transfer, turning into
a white haired young man at last.
Byakko coughed, wiping a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth
and tried his best to scramble to his feet, but only managed to get onto
his knees. He moaned.
"Get the hell out of me, you bastard,” he whispered roughly, fighting
down the mixture of anger and pain and horror.
|And why should I do that?|
"Because I say so. Leave me alone!”
|No can do, kitty|
"I won't surrender to you!”
|You will|
The voice was in his head, in his mind, blocking out everything else
with its coldness and venom, seeping into him, poisoning his thoughts,
his feelings...
Byakko clenched his jaw in the desperate attempt to get up, but the
devil wouldn't let him move. The mere presence of the hellish being that
had invaded his body and his mind during the fight was causing him excruciating
pain, setting every nerve ending on fire. Byakko felt his muscles start
to tremble with exhaustion as he tried to fight the devil, and he cried
out softly when it caused another wave of pain. Fingers curling into the
dirt, he panted.
"I... won't... surrender.”
|You will|
Sweat was running down his back, and Byakko sucked in another lungful
of air. He had to withstand the devil, just long enough to force the hellish
creature out of his body. Devils could possess humans without much effort,
they could even overpower a shinigami, but a magical being like a shikigami
had to surrender himself to the devil, had to willingly hand over the control
or the devil wouldn't be able to hold on to the possessed body. All he
had to do was to resist it, to win the battle that was currently taking
place within himself by winning time.
"I... will not... surrender..."
|You will, believe me. Let me explain why...|
Red eyes widened when the devil activated his magic.
"... no..."
|Oh yes|
Byakko felt a hot wetness run over his cheeks as the invisible torture
continued, the pain increasing.
"No!”
|Yes, my kitten. Like it? I bet you do...|
"NO!”
The voice in his head had taken on a sick sweetness, the agony making
Byakko sobbingly suck air into his burning lungs, feeling invisible hands
caressing his body in a perversion of tenderness.
|Surrender, kitty. Don't make it so hard for yourself|
" ... no ... "
|As you wish|
Byakko whimpered, closing his eyes against the onslaught of cruelty,
his mind pleading for something, someone...
Touda...
...to stop the brutal assault...
|He's not here. He won't come, kitten|
...to end it, make the pain go away...
|You're the only one who can end it, kitten|
Touda... Tsuzuki!
|No one, kitten. It's only you and me here. Oh, you want to see one
of your friends, don't you? That can be arranged...|
All Byakko could manage was a choking little sound when he looked up,
looked into onyx eyes above him, felt strands of silky hair brush over
his face as he ...
The anguished scream that echoed through the canyon spoke of a pain
so complete, so soul deep even the age old mountains had ever heard of.
And Byakko opened his eyes again.
But this time they were empty.
tbc...
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