Real Chapter 4
Title: Arabian Nights
Fandom: Viewfinder
Pairing: Asami and Akihito
Rating: 17+
Warning: Nothing serious yet
Disclaimers: Asami and Akihito belongs exclusively to Yamane Ayano sensei. Arabian nights stories belong exclusively to whoever first told them.
Note: Yosh Minna continuation of my storrryyy....by the way, special thanks to both frayen san and safa san for being my lovely lovely beta's. You guys rock!!!!
Summary: What if Asami was an infamous thief and Akihito the prince of a rich Oasis country? Can love bloom between them? Read and find out... :)
Chapter 4
As Asami leaned towards him, Akihito felt his heart beat faster and faster. What is this? Why is my heart beating so fast? Who is this man who holds such power over me? Confused the poor boy tightly closed his eyes and prepared himself for the inevitable.
Meanwhile, inside Asami's mind a whirlwind of emotions swirled in a never ending circle. Confusion followed by elation combined with curiosity and finally rage. After spending four restless nights with nothing but lurid dreams to comfort him, finally the vision of his dreams and longing was in front of him. Taking a moment he looked over at his little Malaak's* visage. Soft blonde hair framed a perfectly delicate and ethereal face, high cheekbones, straight nose and a pouty mouth all wrapped up in skin as delicate and beautiful as silk. The combined fragrance of almond and rose has become the bane of his existence. Unable to withstand the exquisite torture he covered Akihito’s delicious and tempting lips with his own.
Akihito gasped and opened his eyes. What he saw before him would forever be etched in his mind. Two endlessly deep golden eyes stared at him glittering like the gold bars in his father’s treasury. Whimpering softly he tried to deter the relentless mouth only managing to encourage Asami more as he softly plunged his tongue inside Akihito's mouth.
Ah! By the blessed realm of my Maalik I have found the gateway to jannat* were the thoughts that floated inside Asami's head. This small taste wasn’t enough to whet his appetite, he wanted more, but seeing his little flower squirming beneath him made him think otherwise. Regretfully he unlatched his mouth from the boys, gently licking his lips before disentangling himself.
“Hello again little kitten” he gently nipped the boys ear
"W-w-what do you t-t-think you're d-d-doing?" stuttered a bewildered Akihito.
"Isn't it obvious?" Asami smirked.
"O-o-obvious? What is? Look, if you are done torturing me would you please mind removing yourself from my vicinity?" By Allah this man is slow thought Akihito. Can't he feel how uncomfortable I am down there?
"Oh? Don't feel like it"
Resigning himself to his fate Akihito sighed softly "P-p-please leave, before the guards come"
"What's this? Worried about me mashooqa*?"
Akihito's eyes widened "m-m-maa-maa? WHAT DID YOU CALL ME YOU NAMAKHUR*? WHY I OUGHTTA mmphh...” the rest of his sentence was smothered by passionate kiss.
"Hush darling or we'll be disturbed. I'll let you scream all you want in the comfort of our bedroom" Asami whispered. "Now darling, if you don’t like it then how else may I address you?"
Akihito’s eyes widened and he stuttered out, "A-a-Akihito. My name is Akihito" He blushed and turned his head away. How is it possible that in so short a time some stranger could have had such an impact on him? He needed to ask Kou and Takato more about it.
Asami stifled his chuckles as he watched a myriad of emotions cross the boys’ face. Truly no treasure was as fascinating or as captivating as this boy in front of him. He felt his urge rise and was about to swoop in for another long kiss when loud voices captured both their attention.
"Your Highness is everything alright? Saab khairiat se to hai maalik*?
For a moment both men were stunned into silence, neither dared move an inch. Damn thought Asami, just when things were getting good. He heaved out a sigh and leaned towards the boys ear gently whispering “Looks like we’ll have to meet again some other time highness. Don’t forget to dream about me” with that he lowered his lips to the boys’ and gave him a soul searing kiss. Satisfied, Asami quietly slipped past the guards and out into the streets.
A dazed Akihito was left lying on the palanquin his fingers pressed gently to his swollen lips. What just happened here? He thought just before the curtains to the palanquin were separated and Kou and Takato’s concerned faces peeked in.
“Your highness are you alright?” inquired Kou his brows drawn deeply together. Beside him Takato frowned and looked around.
It took a moment for Akihito to understand what Kou asked. Shaking his head he replied in a crisp voice “yes captain everything is fine” except that my lips were violated by a perverted thief, he couldn’t meet his aids eyes as he fixed his clothes
Takato wasn’t so certain that everything was alright. Judging from the way the prince was fuming and by the state of his clothes he’d have to say that the prince had been touched maybe even molested. That thought in itself was quite distressing to Takato as he always tried to protect the boy from harm, but knowing Akihito he would steadfastly deny anything had happened and would just sulk if pressed more. Allah I am truly going to grow old before my time, shaking his head he cleared his throat to gain everyone’s attention.
“Alright, since we had such an incident happen I think it is best that we retire into the palace as soon as possible and send scouts out to see what exactly happened. Judging from the mass chaos and the distractions it is safe to assume that the Kage raiders are behind this”
Nodding solemnly the rest of the soldiers fixed their positions and quietly rode away from the city towards the palace. Inside the palanquin, the young prince was brooding over what really happened.
~~~At the palace~~~
Night had fallen all over the city and the people were getting ready to go to bed. Since the incident that day the number of guards had increased in the palace. The thought that someone tried to harm his precious son had angered the sultan greatly. Maybe he is too young for a marriage after all. Ah begum* if only you were here, you could’ve told me what to do the sultan thought gazing at the portrait of a beautiful blonde haired, hazel eyed woman. The boy looked exactly like his mother, with the same beautiful skin and the same rich golden hair and pretty eyes, except Aki’s eyes had hints of silver in it. His wife had been a foreign princess whose father came to sign a trade agreement with his own father the previous sultan. It was love at first sight for both of them, and when he proposed both of the fathers’ happily agreed to this blessed union.
Their lives were so happy after Ahmed their eldest son was born. Ahmed had the same dark features that the sultan himself had, except for his eyes which were like his mothers. They were all happy until the day his son fell ill. When the queen heard that her son was ill she rushed to his side despite the hakim’s* advice and insisted on nursing the boy herself. She didn’t let anyone in and like just a vigilant mother bear she protected her cub. However Allah had other plans for them, and after a fortnight their poor son was taken away from them. His poor begum wept bitterly day and night for the loss of their son and barely touched any food.
However, the flow of time managed to soothe the pain and five years after the death of their first child, his wife again became with child. This time around she again gave birth to another healthy son, one who resembled his mother in every way. When he first saw his wife cuddling the baby it was love at first sight all over again. The picture was so beautiful that he had an artist sketch it and had it hung in his personal collection. They decided to call the baby Akihito after his wife’s dearly beloved great grandfather, who had a hand in raising her.
But like always happiness doesn’t last long and his beloved begum also passed away due to the same fever that claimed the life of his eldest son, and the attack on Akihito’s life ten years ago made him more than determined not to loose another loved one again. He’d had enough losses to last him a lifetime. And now he can’t seem to the shake off the feeling that something bad is about to happen. Sighing deeply the sultan walked over to his chamber immersed deeply in his thoughts.
~~~Somewhere in the palace ground~~~
A silent figure crept slowly through the shadows moving just as quietly. He dodged the guards and carefully climbed through the pillar onto a balcony. Silently creeping inside the figure removed his cape silently looking down a furiously squirming figure, golden eyes taking in everything. So I finally found you again, and with a smirk Asami proceeded to crawl towards his beloved’s bed, the moon shinning brightly onto them both…
· malaak = angel
· Jannat = heaven
· Mashooqa = beloved
· namakhur = cretin
· Saab khairiat se to hai maalik = is everything alright master?
· Begum = wife
· Hakim = medicine man
Fandom: Viewfinder
Pairing: Asami and Akihito
Rating: 17+
Warning: Nothing serious yet
Disclaimers: Asami and Akihito belongs exclusively to Yamane Ayano sensei. Arabian nights stories belong exclusively to whoever first told them.
Note: Yosh Minna continuation of my storrryyy....by the way, special thanks to both frayen san and safa san for being my lovely lovely beta's. You guys rock!!!!
Summary: What if Asami was an infamous thief and Akihito the prince of a rich Oasis country? Can love bloom between them? Read and find out... :)
Chapter 4
As Asami leaned towards him, Akihito felt his heart beat faster and faster. What is this? Why is my heart beating so fast? Who is this man who holds such power over me? Confused the poor boy tightly closed his eyes and prepared himself for the inevitable.
Meanwhile, inside Asami's mind a whirlwind of emotions swirled in a never ending circle. Confusion followed by elation combined with curiosity and finally rage. After spending four restless nights with nothing but lurid dreams to comfort him, finally the vision of his dreams and longing was in front of him. Taking a moment he looked over at his little Malaak's* visage. Soft blonde hair framed a perfectly delicate and ethereal face, high cheekbones, straight nose and a pouty mouth all wrapped up in skin as delicate and beautiful as silk. The combined fragrance of almond and rose has become the bane of his existence. Unable to withstand the exquisite torture he covered Akihito’s delicious and tempting lips with his own.
Akihito gasped and opened his eyes. What he saw before him would forever be etched in his mind. Two endlessly deep golden eyes stared at him glittering like the gold bars in his father’s treasury. Whimpering softly he tried to deter the relentless mouth only managing to encourage Asami more as he softly plunged his tongue inside Akihito's mouth.
Ah! By the blessed realm of my Maalik I have found the gateway to jannat* were the thoughts that floated inside Asami's head. This small taste wasn’t enough to whet his appetite, he wanted more, but seeing his little flower squirming beneath him made him think otherwise. Regretfully he unlatched his mouth from the boys, gently licking his lips before disentangling himself.
“Hello again little kitten” he gently nipped the boys ear
"W-w-what do you t-t-think you're d-d-doing?" stuttered a bewildered Akihito.
"Isn't it obvious?" Asami smirked.
"O-o-obvious? What is? Look, if you are done torturing me would you please mind removing yourself from my vicinity?" By Allah this man is slow thought Akihito. Can't he feel how uncomfortable I am down there?
"Oh? Don't feel like it"
Resigning himself to his fate Akihito sighed softly "P-p-please leave, before the guards come"
"What's this? Worried about me mashooqa*?"
Akihito's eyes widened "m-m-maa-maa? WHAT DID YOU CALL ME YOU NAMAKHUR*? WHY I OUGHTTA mmphh...” the rest of his sentence was smothered by passionate kiss.
"Hush darling or we'll be disturbed. I'll let you scream all you want in the comfort of our bedroom" Asami whispered. "Now darling, if you don’t like it then how else may I address you?"
Akihito’s eyes widened and he stuttered out, "A-a-Akihito. My name is Akihito" He blushed and turned his head away. How is it possible that in so short a time some stranger could have had such an impact on him? He needed to ask Kou and Takato more about it.
Asami stifled his chuckles as he watched a myriad of emotions cross the boys’ face. Truly no treasure was as fascinating or as captivating as this boy in front of him. He felt his urge rise and was about to swoop in for another long kiss when loud voices captured both their attention.
"Your Highness is everything alright? Saab khairiat se to hai maalik*?
For a moment both men were stunned into silence, neither dared move an inch. Damn thought Asami, just when things were getting good. He heaved out a sigh and leaned towards the boys ear gently whispering “Looks like we’ll have to meet again some other time highness. Don’t forget to dream about me” with that he lowered his lips to the boys’ and gave him a soul searing kiss. Satisfied, Asami quietly slipped past the guards and out into the streets.
A dazed Akihito was left lying on the palanquin his fingers pressed gently to his swollen lips. What just happened here? He thought just before the curtains to the palanquin were separated and Kou and Takato’s concerned faces peeked in.
“Your highness are you alright?” inquired Kou his brows drawn deeply together. Beside him Takato frowned and looked around.
It took a moment for Akihito to understand what Kou asked. Shaking his head he replied in a crisp voice “yes captain everything is fine” except that my lips were violated by a perverted thief, he couldn’t meet his aids eyes as he fixed his clothes
Takato wasn’t so certain that everything was alright. Judging from the way the prince was fuming and by the state of his clothes he’d have to say that the prince had been touched maybe even molested. That thought in itself was quite distressing to Takato as he always tried to protect the boy from harm, but knowing Akihito he would steadfastly deny anything had happened and would just sulk if pressed more. Allah I am truly going to grow old before my time, shaking his head he cleared his throat to gain everyone’s attention.
“Alright, since we had such an incident happen I think it is best that we retire into the palace as soon as possible and send scouts out to see what exactly happened. Judging from the mass chaos and the distractions it is safe to assume that the Kage raiders are behind this”
Nodding solemnly the rest of the soldiers fixed their positions and quietly rode away from the city towards the palace. Inside the palanquin, the young prince was brooding over what really happened.
~~~At the palace~~~
Night had fallen all over the city and the people were getting ready to go to bed. Since the incident that day the number of guards had increased in the palace. The thought that someone tried to harm his precious son had angered the sultan greatly. Maybe he is too young for a marriage after all. Ah begum* if only you were here, you could’ve told me what to do the sultan thought gazing at the portrait of a beautiful blonde haired, hazel eyed woman. The boy looked exactly like his mother, with the same beautiful skin and the same rich golden hair and pretty eyes, except Aki’s eyes had hints of silver in it. His wife had been a foreign princess whose father came to sign a trade agreement with his own father the previous sultan. It was love at first sight for both of them, and when he proposed both of the fathers’ happily agreed to this blessed union.
Their lives were so happy after Ahmed their eldest son was born. Ahmed had the same dark features that the sultan himself had, except for his eyes which were like his mothers. They were all happy until the day his son fell ill. When the queen heard that her son was ill she rushed to his side despite the hakim’s* advice and insisted on nursing the boy herself. She didn’t let anyone in and like just a vigilant mother bear she protected her cub. However Allah had other plans for them, and after a fortnight their poor son was taken away from them. His poor begum wept bitterly day and night for the loss of their son and barely touched any food.
However, the flow of time managed to soothe the pain and five years after the death of their first child, his wife again became with child. This time around she again gave birth to another healthy son, one who resembled his mother in every way. When he first saw his wife cuddling the baby it was love at first sight all over again. The picture was so beautiful that he had an artist sketch it and had it hung in his personal collection. They decided to call the baby Akihito after his wife’s dearly beloved great grandfather, who had a hand in raising her.
But like always happiness doesn’t last long and his beloved begum also passed away due to the same fever that claimed the life of his eldest son, and the attack on Akihito’s life ten years ago made him more than determined not to loose another loved one again. He’d had enough losses to last him a lifetime. And now he can’t seem to the shake off the feeling that something bad is about to happen. Sighing deeply the sultan walked over to his chamber immersed deeply in his thoughts.
~~~Somewhere in the palace ground~~~
A silent figure crept slowly through the shadows moving just as quietly. He dodged the guards and carefully climbed through the pillar onto a balcony. Silently creeping inside the figure removed his cape silently looking down a furiously squirming figure, golden eyes taking in everything. So I finally found you again, and with a smirk Asami proceeded to crawl towards his beloved’s bed, the moon shinning brightly onto them both…
· malaak = angel
· Jannat = heaven
· Mashooqa = beloved
· namakhur = cretin
· Saab khairiat se to hai maalik = is everything alright master?
· Begum = wife
· Hakim = medicine man