Lies, Sex, and Gene Part 11
Title: Lies, Sex, and Genes Part 11
Characters: Akihito, Feilong (Fire)
Mention of: Mikhail, Asami, and Yanzhui
Disclaimer: The actual characters belong to Yamane-sensei.
LIES, SEX, AND GENES Part 11
Fire stared the boy sitting across from him, slouched in a chair that was three times his size and obviously uncomfortable. Deep brown eyes studied him as he stared and eventually their gazes locked in a stalemate until the boy turned away and pulled his knees up to his chest as though cold. When the boy winced from the slight action, Fire didn't miss it. The small room was so silent, Fire could hear when the boy's breathing changed to one of deep frustration.
It was still hard for Fire to comprehend what 'A' had done to the boy, especially after rescuing Fire and many others from that fate. What had the boy done to push him so? It simply did not make sense. However, if the boy was still able to move as he had and pound the door that hard, the 'rape' wasn't as bad as he and the others had experienced. Perhaps this was something different entirely.
Fire bit his lip and turned away as the image of when Yanzhui had first used his body in such a way assaulted him and his breathing increased...
"Please, Yan... it hurts... please..."
"Just relax your muscles a little more Fei and it will feel good..."
"It hurts... please STOP!...."
The image was stopped when a voice called out, "Are you okay?"
Fire returned to his senses and found the boy on his knees beside his chair, just slightly within arm's reach, his hand wavering hesistantly over Fire's left upperarm as if debating whether or not to touch it. Once Fire met his eyes, the boy visibly sighed in relief and let his arm drop.
"You had me worried. I thought you were having a breakdown or something," the boy said, biting his lower lip and pulling the entire lip into his mouth in nervousness.
Fire sighed. "Actually... that's why I'm here."
Brown eyes turned on him in confusion. "Huh?"
Fire rolled his eyes in frustration. "For some reason 'A' thinks you can help me with my inner demons by using your empathic powers."
"So you're Fire, Ice's boyfriend?" the boy asked, confusion still evident on his face. "I thought Ice sent you here..."
Fire tensed at the mention of the handsome Russian. "How do you know about Ice?"
The boy crossed his arms over his chest and his mood became dark. "He's one of the men who brought me here against my will. Now, I can't leave or risk someone who was kind to me being put in danger. He apologized and asked if I could touch you so I could tell him what was giving you panic attacks..." the boy's voice trailed off as Fire's knuckles went white as he dug his long fingers into the chair. "Is something wrong?"
"He asked that?" Fire choked out, a feeling of betrayal rising in his throat. He wanted that part of his past to remain buried forever, especially from Ice. He was no longer Liu Feilong; he was Fire, 'A' 's second in command. The boy he had been had died the minute his father kicked him out of the house for raising a weapon against his abusive brother and he had joined 'A' 's group.
"Yeah..."
"He lied."
"Huh?"
"Ice is not my boyfriend and he has no right to know that about me." Fire turned his furious eyes on the boy, certain that they were glowing red by his expression, and warned, "And what I discuss with you is never to be revealed or else."
The boy gulped and nodded. "So... you want my help?" At Fire's nod the boy lowered his head. "I don't think I can. I've never really used my powers for anything."
"Try?"
The boy bit his lip and raised his hand, holding it over Fire's as though he were about to touch a burning flame.
"Just do it..." Fire's words were silenced when the hand fell over his and a peace began to decend over him.
Akihito closed his eyes and concentrated as a million images ran through his mind. Although he had never done a conscious reading before, logic told him the best choice of action was to focus on one memory at a time. He tried and first found a happy memory...
Two young boys crowded around an older man's legs as he read a story while running a hand occassionally through the youngest boy's long hair as the older boy looked on with a somewhat jealous expression...
'So Fire had a good childhood?' Akihito thought before another image, this one of a teenage version, came to him...
Fire whimpered in pain as his hands cramped after playing the piano for only a few minutes. This wasn't the first time it had happened. He tried cracking his knuckles but that made it worse, so he began rubbing his joints like an old man with arthritis as someone came up behind him.
"What's wrong Fei?" a voice whispered in the boy's ear as a strand of long hair was tucked behind his ear from the newcomer's hand.
The teenager smiled and turned around with a cry of, "Yan!" Throwing his arms around his brother's neck, he asked, "When did you get home?"
"Just now. I thought I heard your piano...." the eerily familar figure said with a smile as he stroked the long raven locks.
Akihito's eyes widened at the image of the brother. 'Liu Yanzhui! So Fire is...' The thought was lost when the next image assaulted him...
"Unless you want Father to find out you are a filthy mutant, you will be my beautiful assassin who serves me against my enemies and in my bed," Yanzhui whispered, tipping Fire's face up to his before seizing his lips.
Fire turned away from it and was thrown backwards onto the bed. In a few minutes, Fire was naked and pinned beneath the larger man's weight as he entered him as Fire screamed in pain....
Akihito pulled his hand away in shock at what he had just witnessed, bile rising in his throat from the image. "You..." he cleared his throat and clutched his stomach. "You are the missing... you are Liu Feilong!"
Fire didn't even flinch, his reaction slow as though he were drugged. "I was. I no longer am."
Akihito was silent as he tried to will the urge to vomit away.
TBC
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Characters: Akihito, Feilong (Fire)
Mention of: Mikhail, Asami, and Yanzhui
Disclaimer: The actual characters belong to Yamane-sensei.
LIES, SEX, AND GENES Part 11
Fire stared the boy sitting across from him, slouched in a chair that was three times his size and obviously uncomfortable. Deep brown eyes studied him as he stared and eventually their gazes locked in a stalemate until the boy turned away and pulled his knees up to his chest as though cold. When the boy winced from the slight action, Fire didn't miss it. The small room was so silent, Fire could hear when the boy's breathing changed to one of deep frustration.
It was still hard for Fire to comprehend what 'A' had done to the boy, especially after rescuing Fire and many others from that fate. What had the boy done to push him so? It simply did not make sense. However, if the boy was still able to move as he had and pound the door that hard, the 'rape' wasn't as bad as he and the others had experienced. Perhaps this was something different entirely.
Fire bit his lip and turned away as the image of when Yanzhui had first used his body in such a way assaulted him and his breathing increased...
"Please, Yan... it hurts... please..."
"Just relax your muscles a little more Fei and it will feel good..."
"It hurts... please STOP!...."
The image was stopped when a voice called out, "Are you okay?"
Fire returned to his senses and found the boy on his knees beside his chair, just slightly within arm's reach, his hand wavering hesistantly over Fire's left upperarm as if debating whether or not to touch it. Once Fire met his eyes, the boy visibly sighed in relief and let his arm drop.
"You had me worried. I thought you were having a breakdown or something," the boy said, biting his lower lip and pulling the entire lip into his mouth in nervousness.
Fire sighed. "Actually... that's why I'm here."
Brown eyes turned on him in confusion. "Huh?"
Fire rolled his eyes in frustration. "For some reason 'A' thinks you can help me with my inner demons by using your empathic powers."
"So you're Fire, Ice's boyfriend?" the boy asked, confusion still evident on his face. "I thought Ice sent you here..."
Fire tensed at the mention of the handsome Russian. "How do you know about Ice?"
The boy crossed his arms over his chest and his mood became dark. "He's one of the men who brought me here against my will. Now, I can't leave or risk someone who was kind to me being put in danger. He apologized and asked if I could touch you so I could tell him what was giving you panic attacks..." the boy's voice trailed off as Fire's knuckles went white as he dug his long fingers into the chair. "Is something wrong?"
"He asked that?" Fire choked out, a feeling of betrayal rising in his throat. He wanted that part of his past to remain buried forever, especially from Ice. He was no longer Liu Feilong; he was Fire, 'A' 's second in command. The boy he had been had died the minute his father kicked him out of the house for raising a weapon against his abusive brother and he had joined 'A' 's group.
"Yeah..."
"He lied."
"Huh?"
"Ice is not my boyfriend and he has no right to know that about me." Fire turned his furious eyes on the boy, certain that they were glowing red by his expression, and warned, "And what I discuss with you is never to be revealed or else."
The boy gulped and nodded. "So... you want my help?" At Fire's nod the boy lowered his head. "I don't think I can. I've never really used my powers for anything."
"Try?"
The boy bit his lip and raised his hand, holding it over Fire's as though he were about to touch a burning flame.
"Just do it..." Fire's words were silenced when the hand fell over his and a peace began to decend over him.
Akihito closed his eyes and concentrated as a million images ran through his mind. Although he had never done a conscious reading before, logic told him the best choice of action was to focus on one memory at a time. He tried and first found a happy memory...
Two young boys crowded around an older man's legs as he read a story while running a hand occassionally through the youngest boy's long hair as the older boy looked on with a somewhat jealous expression...
'So Fire had a good childhood?' Akihito thought before another image, this one of a teenage version, came to him...
Fire whimpered in pain as his hands cramped after playing the piano for only a few minutes. This wasn't the first time it had happened. He tried cracking his knuckles but that made it worse, so he began rubbing his joints like an old man with arthritis as someone came up behind him.
"What's wrong Fei?" a voice whispered in the boy's ear as a strand of long hair was tucked behind his ear from the newcomer's hand.
The teenager smiled and turned around with a cry of, "Yan!" Throwing his arms around his brother's neck, he asked, "When did you get home?"
"Just now. I thought I heard your piano...." the eerily familar figure said with a smile as he stroked the long raven locks.
Akihito's eyes widened at the image of the brother. 'Liu Yanzhui! So Fire is...' The thought was lost when the next image assaulted him...
"Unless you want Father to find out you are a filthy mutant, you will be my beautiful assassin who serves me against my enemies and in my bed," Yanzhui whispered, tipping Fire's face up to his before seizing his lips.
Fire turned away from it and was thrown backwards onto the bed. In a few minutes, Fire was naked and pinned beneath the larger man's weight as he entered him as Fire screamed in pain....
Akihito pulled his hand away in shock at what he had just witnessed, bile rising in his throat from the image. "You..." he cleared his throat and clutched his stomach. "You are the missing... you are Liu Feilong!"
Fire didn't even flinch, his reaction slow as though he were drugged. "I was. I no longer am."
Akihito was silent as he tried to will the urge to vomit away.
TBC
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