For the Love of Evil

BY : Mimi Uesegi
Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General
Dragon prints: 2252
Disclaimer: I do not own Yami no Matsuei or make any money from it.

This story also contains situations that deal with or have:

- Homosexuality

- Sexually Explicit Language

- Profanity

- Alcohol and/or Drug use

- Sexual Situations

- Violence

This writer is not promoting the use of drugs, alcohol, underage sex, violence or moral corruption. This story is based off characters of popular anime and manga.

Viewer Discretion is advised.


A month later. . .

Asato was sitting in his and Kazu’s bed holding their two week old newborn son, Takahiro. Muraki was so happy that Asato had given him a son that he gave all of his men raises especially Hanoshi, for his willingness to sacrifice his own life for his boss’s wife and unborn child. Asato was happy because today Oriya was bringing Hisoka and his son Koichi for a visit. Asato hadn’t seen Hisoka since the night Kazu and his men came to get him. Asato had wondered how everything had been going since Hisoka moved into Oriya’s house. Every time he asked Kazu about it, Kazu would just laugh and not tell him anything. He turned toward the door when he heard the doorknob turn. He smiled when he saw Hisoka walk into the room with a baby carrier in his hands.

“Hi, Hisoka, long time no see. Is that Koichi in there? Let me see! Let me see!” Asato said excitedly. Hisoka sat the carrier on the bed and pulled back the hood.

“Awww, he’s so cute and his hair is so dark it’s almost black. You sure he isn’t Oriya’s?” Asato said with a smirk. Hisoka gasped and lightly smacked him on the arm.

“No, he isn’t Oriya’s. Why do people think that? I have something I need to say to you, Asato.” Hisoka said as he unbuckled Koichi from his carrier and lifted him out. Hisoka sat next to Asato on the bed and laid Koichi down on the bed.

“What’s that, Hisoka?” Asato asked. Hisoka reached out and hugged Asato, who was shocked at the gesture.

“Thank you for saving me that night. I’m sorry I said I didn’t like you but he had made you out to be some kind of angel. It drove me nuts every time he talked about you.” Asato giggled as he shook his head and pulled out of the hug.

“You don’t have to thank me, Hisoka, I really should be thanking you. You came to rescue me at the risk of your own life. You knew the consequences if we were caught. I don’t know if I would’ve had the balls to do that. So, how is life with Oriya? Is he treating you right? If not, I’ll have Kazu cut his balls off.” Hisoka’s eyes widened at the mention of emasculating Oriya.

“No, don’t have him do that! Um, I mean…” Hisoka blushed and Asato started to giggle again.

“So, it’s like that, Hisoka! Oh, do tell.”

“Well, it might be like that if I wasn’t such a scaredy cat.”

“You’re scared? The great Hisoka Kurosaki is scared of a mere man? Oh my god, that’s rich.” Asato said with a laugh.

“You don’t understand, Asato. He’s so sweet sometimes that it makes my teeth hurt and Koichi just loves him, I mean really loves him. The first time he ever smiled was at Oriya and I was so jealous. Everyone at the restaurant thinks I’m Oriya’s girlfriend or something. Oriya even greets customers with Koichi in his arms. He’s the only man to ever treat me like a person and not a thing.”

“Sounds like you’re in love with Oriya.”

“Wait? What? No, that’s not what this is. Well, Oriya did say he wanted to be in a relationship with me and all but it’s not like…”

“Oriya wants to be in a relationship with you? Do you know how big that is, Hisoka?”

“Um, no, I don’t. Remember I don’t know him very well, Asato.”

“Well, it’s like this, Hisoka… Oriya is normally a playboy but ever since he met you, he hasn’t had one lover. A man who doesn’t normally engage in relationships but he wants one with you. What does that tell you? He’s totally in love with you, he’s got to be.”

“Oh my god, that’s what he meant by when he said he would wait. Let’s go find the boys, Asato. I have to tell Oriya something.” Asato just shook his head and laughed.


“So, Oriya, how does it feel to have the ultimate temptation in your house?” Muraki asked as he sat down in the chair across from Oriya’s. They were in his office talking and drinking tea.

“It’s driving me nuts, Kazutaka. Now, I know how you felt before you and Asato finally made it official. I will admit that I‘m falling in love with the little vixen.” Muraki laughed and then took a sip of his tea.

“Oriya, you were hooked the day we saw him outside that café. You wouldn’t take your eyes off him. Is it true you greet your customers at The Gliding Swan with his son in your arms?”

“Yes, it’s true. I can’t help it, Kazutaka. I love the little tyke. Koichi’s so cute and he just loves me to death. I was the first person he ever smiled at and Hisoka was so jealous. Sometimes, I really wish he was mine.” Before Muraki could say anything else, there was a knock at his office door.

“I bet you fifty yen that it’s Asato, Hisoka and the kids.”

“I’ll take that bet.” Oriya said with a smirk. He knew he was going to lose it.

“Come in...” Muraki called out. The door opened and in walked Asato, who was holding Takahiro, and Hisoka, who was holding Koichi. “See, I was right, Oriya. Now you owe me fifty yen. How may we help you, ladies?”

“Hisoka wanted to come tell Oriya something.” Asato said with a smile. He walked over to Kazu and sat down in his lap so he could have a front row seat. Muraki wrapped his arms around Asato and kissed Takahiro on his downy head.

“What did you want to tell me, Hisoka?” Oriya said as he stood up from the chair. Hisoka walked up to him, reached up and pulled Oriya down into a soft, slow kiss. When they pulled apart, Oriya rested his forehead on Hisoka’s. “What was that for, Hisoka?”

“I now understand what you meant when you said you would wait but I don’t want to wait anymore. I’m in love with you, Oriya Mibu.” Oriya smiled in his slow easy way and chuckled.

“Really? No joke, Hisoka?” Hisoka smiled at him, his emerald eyes glowing with happiness.

“No joke, Oriya, I mean it.” Hisoka said.

“Oh, Soka… I’m in love with you too.” Oriya dipped his head down and kissed Hisoka with everything he felt. While they were kissing, Asato looked at his Kazu.

“I’m glad your friend finally found someone he could love and who loves him back.” Asato whispered as he reached up and stroked the side of his Kazu’s face.

“I am too. I’ve been teasing him about Hisoka for weeks now. The first time Oriya ever saw Hisoka up close was two days after I told you I loved you and he was hooked. You know I love you, right?” Muraki whispered. That was the first time, in a long time, that he had said it first and Asato giggled.

“Yes and I love you too, Kazu.” Muraki pulled him down into a soft loving kiss.


Oriya stared down at Hisoka, who was sleeping next to him. When they had gotten home, they gave Koichi to his nanny and spent the evening together. After they had eaten dinner, they had decided to watch a movie together. Hisoka had fallen asleep during the movie and Oriya had carried him to his bed. He wanted Hisoka to sleep next to him and he was sure Hisoka wouldn‘t mind if he woke up next to him. Oriya ran his hand along Hisoka’s lithe waist, Hisoka was so small that it didn’t even look like he had even had a baby or had ever been pregnant. He lay down, reached over and turned off the lamp. Then gathered Hisoka in his arms, who snuggled closer, and drifted off to sleep.

Oriya was awakened by a knock on his bedroom door. He looked over at the clock, it said it was almost three in the morning. He got up and went to the door. When he opened it, he saw Nanami with Koichi in her arms.

“What’s up, Nanami?” he asked.

“Miss Hisoka isn’t in her room, Mr. Mibu. Do you know where she is?” she asked.

“Yea, she’s in here, Nanami. It must be time for Koichi’s feeding, huh?” she nodded and came into the room. She saw Hisoka asleep in Oriya’s bed and walked over to the other side.

“Miss Hisoka?” she whispered. Hisoka grumbled as he opened his eyes. He sat up when he noticed Nanami standing next to the bed.

“Is it time for his feeding already? I’m sorry, Nanami, I must have been really tired. I’ll bring him back when I’m done.”

“Okay, miss.” She placed Koichi in Hisoka’s arms and left from the room. Oriya stood there for a second wondering where Koichi’s bottle was and then he noticed that Hisoka had lifted his shirt. He watched as Hisoka placed Koichi against his chest. Oriya’s eyes grew wide when he saw Koichi latch onto Hisoka’s nipple. Men aren’t supposed to be able to breastfeed. What in the hell is going on?

“Hisoka, how are you able to breastfeed him if you’re a guy?” Hisoka turned and gave Oriya a wan smile.

“I’m not a boy or a girl, Oriya… I’m a hermaphrodite. I have breasts, even though I look as flat as a wall, and I didn’t think they were functioning until my milk came in when Koichi was three weeks old. Don’t be scared, Oriya, you’re just in love with someone who is more than a man or a woman.”

Oriya sat down on the bed and scooted closer to Hisoka. He reached out, twined their hands together and Hisoka leaned his head against Oriya’s shoulder. After awhile, Hisoka switched Koichi to his other breast and while he fed, Oriya stroked Koichi’s hair. Oriya pulled his hand free of Hisoka’s, wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him closer. When Koichi was done, Oriya lifted him from Hisoka’s arms and patted his back until he burped.

“I’ll take him back to Nanami, Hisoka.” Oriya said as he got out of the bed. When he came back, Hisoka was still sitting up. Oriya had thought for sure he would’ve lain down and went back to sleep. Oriya crawled back into bed, Hisoka lay down and snuggled up against him, laying his head on Oriya’s chest.

“Does it bother you that I’m a hermaphrodite, Oriya?” Hisoka whispered. Oriya turned onto his side and propped his head up on his fist.

“No, it doesn’t bother me, Hisoka. I don’t care if you’re a boy or a girl or even a purple polka dotted monster, I don’t care about that because I still feel the same about you. All I care about is how you make me feel. You make me feel like I’m fifty feet tall and walking on air, Hisoka.” Oriya bent down and gave Hisoka a soft kiss on the lips.

“Thank you, Oriya, you don’t know how much that means to me. I was always confused when I was younger because I have boy and girl parts. My parents wanted me to get a hysterectomy when I was 16 and I refused. They wanted me to be the son my father had always wanted. They were upset when my doctor told them that the only way I was going to have kids was by giving birth to them. So ever since then I’ve been on my own. I’ve done things I’m not proud of but they made me a stronger person. Even with all the crazy shit that has happened in the last year I’m glad I met you, Oriya Mibu.” Hisoka said with a smile.

“Me too, Hisoka, me too.” Oriya whispered as he bent down and kissed Hisoka.

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