Shishido & Ohtori
Rating: PG
Dated: Quite a while back *fails* Before Ohtori is fixed of his AU issues and Kite is still around, they were living at the safe house.
Summary: Shishido's jealous streak and a guilty Ohtori-The start to an awkward healing period for the couple.
The marks. They just weren't fading... Ohtori sighed defeatedly as he tried yet another hickey remedy his sister had mentioned when he and Ryou had just started seeing each other. It almost looked like Kite had tried eating him. This was a disaster, one he really could not deal with anymore. They had to resolve this other universe thing, and they had to do it fast. As was, it almost looked like Kite was going to win over anyway...
Choutarou knew how badly it hurt to just think his lover had been cheating on him. He was wearing the eidence right now that he was the one that cheated. Ryou was going to be so hurt...even if the circumstances behind the events were freakish. Hadn't that threesome over a year ago been under freakish circumstances too? All that was left at this point was to suck it up and wait for his winged boyfriend to come home from work.
As promised, Shishido rushed home as soon as he shoved his last student out of the danger room. A hurried flight later and he was letting himself into the house Oshitari had secured for their use during Choutarou's... illness for lack of a better term. "Choutarou, I'm home." He called out fairly quietly not wanting to disturb either his lover or Kite. Toeing off his shoes he walked further into the house, removing his jacket and checking out the common areas before heading to Ohtori's bedroom. He hoped he wasn't sleeping since he hated waking him, or worse, stuck in his other evil personality. He was looking forward to some proper Choutarou cuddle time while they talked.
Ohtori looked up as his boyfriend entered the room. He made no real attempt to hide the bite marks on his throat and chest, but simply wore one of his normal t-shirts. The taller of the pair offered a small, worried frown before settling on the edge of the bed and waiting for Ryou to get closer. "I'm so sorry, Ryou...Believe me, I didn't want it to happen...I was afraid it would-"
Shishido noticed right away, it was impossible for him not to know given his enhanced eyesight and the enjoyment he normally had at looking at his boyfriend. But there was no enjoyment right now as he took in the details of someone else's mark on his lover's neck. He was going to kill Kite. Decapitate him so he couldn't revive and bury his body under a mountain and toss his head into a cement casing before sinking it in the ocean. The thoughts of numerous ways to dispose of Kite's body gave him some perverse enjoyment as he walked slowly towards the bed. Oh he felt hurt and betrayed from Choutarou too but in some ways he was prepared for this day, prepared for when Choutarou would decide he wasn't worth it anymore and go off to find someone else, but he was expecting that to be further down the road and of his own choice and not because of some weird evil twin possessing him.
As hands settled on Ohtori's shoulders, Shishido was almost tempted to give him a good shake to see if he could shake the evil out of his lover, or at the very least shake the bite marks off of him. "Choutarou, love, tell me what happened." Oh he could guess it wasn't very hard to given the lack of people around but he wanted details, as much as they would pain him, he needed to hear it. And then he need a nice tall bottle of something hard.
Ryou's posture and motions betrayed it all. He knew it hurt, he'd been there himself, under very different circumstances, but the outcome was still the same. Sure there was the security of knowing he and Ryou were bound together- but it was very little comfort hearing the hurt in his love's voice.
"It happened. I didn't even realize it until I woke up this morning. I was in his bed- there were ties on the bedposts and I was sore." He swallowed, swearing this time he was going to be strong, and not some weak and wavering child. "You know I'd never wanted to be with anyone but you...you are my everything. I'm so sorry."
Shishido swallowed down the pain of further betrayal as he moved a hand to thread fingers through silver hair. "Hey," His voice cracked so he cleared his throat and tried again, "Hey, what did I say about apologizing for no reason?" He questioned. And as far as he could tell it was for no reason. It wasn't as if his Choutarou was happy about this, or had any awarenes of the act. It still stung and it hurt like hell since even if it was evil Ohtori doing it was still his Choutarou's body but he would be better than what he wanted to be. He wouldn't yell at his lover and he wouldn't hate him for it. Or he'd at least try his hardest.
"Not to do it or you'd smack it out of me." It was almost a tradition with them, and earned a small, sad smile. He'd start apologizing and demuring and Ryou would get annoyed and swat him upside the head...and then they would snuggle. He'd heard the cracking in his lover's voice and moved his hand to catch Shishido's smaller hand and hold it, wanting to somehow comfort his boyfriend. "Ryou- I," he paused, searching for some sign of forgiveness in Shishido's eyes, "I don't know what I can say." Sorry was not enough anyway.
"Exactly, and you don't want me to smack you and get your father after me again right?" Shishido said forcing a rather strained smile to his face. He really didn't know how he was supposed to be feeling right now, it was not what he expected to come home to and in all his nightmares of Ohtori cheating it had been his choice between two willing participants and nothing like this.
With a sigh he turned his hand in Ohtori's enough to rub his thumb along his lover's wrist. "Maybe there's nothing that can be said."
"He's not that scary, you know." Ohtori tried smiling back, he knew he was probably failing miserably at it, but he had to try. Even a normally soothing gesture like what Shishido was doing to his wrist felt cold and wrong- there had to be something he could do or say to show how guilty he really did feel. "Maybe there isn't- but I wish there was..."
"Tch, you only say that because you're the one he's protecting while I'm the one he's threatening." Shishido teased back. And while he may not fear Ohtori's father, he did have a large amount of respect for him and wanted to stay on his good side. And one of the best ways to do that was by making sure his son was happy and not beating himself up over something he has no control over.
"And wishing and thinking about the what ifs and stuff isn't going to change anything. So what we need to do is focus on the future and making you better. Okay." He reached up and patted Ohtori's head with his free hand.
"I'd like that. And when we do get this sorted..." He wanted to name so many things he wanted to do, but opted for the first and most important thing of all. "When it's all sorted, I want to go away for a while. Just you and me. No one else. Okay?"
"Of course. I'll even bug Yuushi about it and get us somewhere fancy to stay at." Shishido reassured, fingers skimming down the side of Ohtori's face to brush across bite marks on his lover's neck that he didn't put there. It hurt to see them and bruised something inside of him but he was made of stronger stuff than that and he'd overcome this.
"With a big shower and a fridge full of grapes?" He didn't like these marks being touched. It made him lean back a little bit and frown. "Stupid normal healing rate. Too bad I can't borrow yours for a while." Maybe if he got a tan- or some make up or something. Every time he saw them it was a reminder that he'd royally screwed up.
"Wouldn't be a holiday without that." Shishido said, fingers following Ohtori as he leaned back so that they didn't lose contact. "And I like your healing rate. Means my marks stay longer." So he was possessive, not like it was something Ohtori didn't know already. And feeling rather possessive and still hurt he decided to do something that might make them both feel better.
In a flurry of feathers he shifted, pushing Ohtori back flat on the bed and straddling his hips so that his mouth covered one of the marks there. He'd make his last so that every time his or that other Ohtori looked in the mirror they'd remember who they belonged to.
It felt good, but he was still feeling guilty even as his back met the mattress and hot lips sealed to his already flushing skin. Ohtori closed his eyes, fingers settling into silver and white feathers as Ryou attacked his throat above a particularly dark mark from Kite. "Mm- Ryou- what're you doing?"
"Giving you something better to look at in the mirror." Shishido answered before going back to marking what was his. When he was satisfied he pulled back and studied his handy work. It made him feel a bit better though it didn't do much to soothe the ache he felt inside at seeing the other bites still there. Ah well, only so much he could do and it would hopefully piss off the evil Ohtori which was the worst he was willing to do to the bastard who was very much a part of his lover still.
Choutarou smiled, just faintly, at the reply. He understood what Shishido's intentions were and helped him feel just a little bit better. "Have I told you how much I love you lately?"
"Not as often as your evil twin's told me he wants to fry me, but yes, you have told me." Shishido whispered as he leaned down to nuzzle Ohtori's neck before realizing what he said. He could be such an idiot at times and just when they were having a chance to heal and try to work past things he blew it. Not that he thought things were okay but he had been enjoying the few seconds of pretend. Carefully, he pulled back and off of Ohtori before standing up and fidgeting.
"I'm sorry." It felt so much colder without Ryou against him. Choutarou gently pressed his hand on his neck where just seconds ago Shishido had been kissing him, the skin still felt so warm and wet. All he could do was frown up at his lover, if he even was that anymore thanks to that unnecessary screw up.
"Hey, how often do I have to tell ya, stop saying you're sorry when it's not your fault. Alright?" Shishido chastised, falling back into the routine between then. Still the tension was rather uncomfortable and he needed some time to just come to terms and accept this. Especially before he did something foolish like try to kill Kite which would inevitably lead to Kite laughing at him and retaliating in some way. A way which probably would lead to more molestation than broken bones knowing his luck.
"Hey Choutarou, I think... I'm just going to get some air for a bit. I'm not mad at you, I just need to sort it out." He hoped Choutarou would understand, if not he'd make it up to him later when he was more in control and not likely to say something so stupid. He'd go fly around for a bit and clear his head.
"Yeah- me too. Gonna go take a shower and...you know...think or something." Ohtori offered a weak smile, running his hand over the mark one more time before quietly excusing himself to go take a shower. After some rest, he hoped he would be able to tackle the problems that were in their path.
Dated: Quite a while back *fails* Before Ohtori is fixed of his AU issues and Kite is still around, they were living at the safe house.
Summary: Shishido's jealous streak and a guilty Ohtori-The start to an awkward healing period for the couple.
The marks. They just weren't fading... Ohtori sighed defeatedly as he tried yet another hickey remedy his sister had mentioned when he and Ryou had just started seeing each other. It almost looked like Kite had tried eating him. This was a disaster, one he really could not deal with anymore. They had to resolve this other universe thing, and they had to do it fast. As was, it almost looked like Kite was going to win over anyway...
Choutarou knew how badly it hurt to just think his lover had been cheating on him. He was wearing the eidence right now that he was the one that cheated. Ryou was going to be so hurt...even if the circumstances behind the events were freakish. Hadn't that threesome over a year ago been under freakish circumstances too? All that was left at this point was to suck it up and wait for his winged boyfriend to come home from work.
As promised, Shishido rushed home as soon as he shoved his last student out of the danger room. A hurried flight later and he was letting himself into the house Oshitari had secured for their use during Choutarou's... illness for lack of a better term. "Choutarou, I'm home." He called out fairly quietly not wanting to disturb either his lover or Kite. Toeing off his shoes he walked further into the house, removing his jacket and checking out the common areas before heading to Ohtori's bedroom. He hoped he wasn't sleeping since he hated waking him, or worse, stuck in his other evil personality. He was looking forward to some proper Choutarou cuddle time while they talked.
Ohtori looked up as his boyfriend entered the room. He made no real attempt to hide the bite marks on his throat and chest, but simply wore one of his normal t-shirts. The taller of the pair offered a small, worried frown before settling on the edge of the bed and waiting for Ryou to get closer. "I'm so sorry, Ryou...Believe me, I didn't want it to happen...I was afraid it would-"
Shishido noticed right away, it was impossible for him not to know given his enhanced eyesight and the enjoyment he normally had at looking at his boyfriend. But there was no enjoyment right now as he took in the details of someone else's mark on his lover's neck. He was going to kill Kite. Decapitate him so he couldn't revive and bury his body under a mountain and toss his head into a cement casing before sinking it in the ocean. The thoughts of numerous ways to dispose of Kite's body gave him some perverse enjoyment as he walked slowly towards the bed. Oh he felt hurt and betrayed from Choutarou too but in some ways he was prepared for this day, prepared for when Choutarou would decide he wasn't worth it anymore and go off to find someone else, but he was expecting that to be further down the road and of his own choice and not because of some weird evil twin possessing him.
As hands settled on Ohtori's shoulders, Shishido was almost tempted to give him a good shake to see if he could shake the evil out of his lover, or at the very least shake the bite marks off of him. "Choutarou, love, tell me what happened." Oh he could guess it wasn't very hard to given the lack of people around but he wanted details, as much as they would pain him, he needed to hear it. And then he need a nice tall bottle of something hard.
Ryou's posture and motions betrayed it all. He knew it hurt, he'd been there himself, under very different circumstances, but the outcome was still the same. Sure there was the security of knowing he and Ryou were bound together- but it was very little comfort hearing the hurt in his love's voice.
"It happened. I didn't even realize it until I woke up this morning. I was in his bed- there were ties on the bedposts and I was sore." He swallowed, swearing this time he was going to be strong, and not some weak and wavering child. "You know I'd never wanted to be with anyone but you...you are my everything. I'm so sorry."
Shishido swallowed down the pain of further betrayal as he moved a hand to thread fingers through silver hair. "Hey," His voice cracked so he cleared his throat and tried again, "Hey, what did I say about apologizing for no reason?" He questioned. And as far as he could tell it was for no reason. It wasn't as if his Choutarou was happy about this, or had any awarenes of the act. It still stung and it hurt like hell since even if it was evil Ohtori doing it was still his Choutarou's body but he would be better than what he wanted to be. He wouldn't yell at his lover and he wouldn't hate him for it. Or he'd at least try his hardest.
"Not to do it or you'd smack it out of me." It was almost a tradition with them, and earned a small, sad smile. He'd start apologizing and demuring and Ryou would get annoyed and swat him upside the head...and then they would snuggle. He'd heard the cracking in his lover's voice and moved his hand to catch Shishido's smaller hand and hold it, wanting to somehow comfort his boyfriend. "Ryou- I," he paused, searching for some sign of forgiveness in Shishido's eyes, "I don't know what I can say." Sorry was not enough anyway.
"Exactly, and you don't want me to smack you and get your father after me again right?" Shishido said forcing a rather strained smile to his face. He really didn't know how he was supposed to be feeling right now, it was not what he expected to come home to and in all his nightmares of Ohtori cheating it had been his choice between two willing participants and nothing like this.
With a sigh he turned his hand in Ohtori's enough to rub his thumb along his lover's wrist. "Maybe there's nothing that can be said."
"He's not that scary, you know." Ohtori tried smiling back, he knew he was probably failing miserably at it, but he had to try. Even a normally soothing gesture like what Shishido was doing to his wrist felt cold and wrong- there had to be something he could do or say to show how guilty he really did feel. "Maybe there isn't- but I wish there was..."
"Tch, you only say that because you're the one he's protecting while I'm the one he's threatening." Shishido teased back. And while he may not fear Ohtori's father, he did have a large amount of respect for him and wanted to stay on his good side. And one of the best ways to do that was by making sure his son was happy and not beating himself up over something he has no control over.
"And wishing and thinking about the what ifs and stuff isn't going to change anything. So what we need to do is focus on the future and making you better. Okay." He reached up and patted Ohtori's head with his free hand.
"I'd like that. And when we do get this sorted..." He wanted to name so many things he wanted to do, but opted for the first and most important thing of all. "When it's all sorted, I want to go away for a while. Just you and me. No one else. Okay?"
"Of course. I'll even bug Yuushi about it and get us somewhere fancy to stay at." Shishido reassured, fingers skimming down the side of Ohtori's face to brush across bite marks on his lover's neck that he didn't put there. It hurt to see them and bruised something inside of him but he was made of stronger stuff than that and he'd overcome this.
"With a big shower and a fridge full of grapes?" He didn't like these marks being touched. It made him lean back a little bit and frown. "Stupid normal healing rate. Too bad I can't borrow yours for a while." Maybe if he got a tan- or some make up or something. Every time he saw them it was a reminder that he'd royally screwed up.
"Wouldn't be a holiday without that." Shishido said, fingers following Ohtori as he leaned back so that they didn't lose contact. "And I like your healing rate. Means my marks stay longer." So he was possessive, not like it was something Ohtori didn't know already. And feeling rather possessive and still hurt he decided to do something that might make them both feel better.
In a flurry of feathers he shifted, pushing Ohtori back flat on the bed and straddling his hips so that his mouth covered one of the marks there. He'd make his last so that every time his or that other Ohtori looked in the mirror they'd remember who they belonged to.
It felt good, but he was still feeling guilty even as his back met the mattress and hot lips sealed to his already flushing skin. Ohtori closed his eyes, fingers settling into silver and white feathers as Ryou attacked his throat above a particularly dark mark from Kite. "Mm- Ryou- what're you doing?"
"Giving you something better to look at in the mirror." Shishido answered before going back to marking what was his. When he was satisfied he pulled back and studied his handy work. It made him feel a bit better though it didn't do much to soothe the ache he felt inside at seeing the other bites still there. Ah well, only so much he could do and it would hopefully piss off the evil Ohtori which was the worst he was willing to do to the bastard who was very much a part of his lover still.
Choutarou smiled, just faintly, at the reply. He understood what Shishido's intentions were and helped him feel just a little bit better. "Have I told you how much I love you lately?"
"Not as often as your evil twin's told me he wants to fry me, but yes, you have told me." Shishido whispered as he leaned down to nuzzle Ohtori's neck before realizing what he said. He could be such an idiot at times and just when they were having a chance to heal and try to work past things he blew it. Not that he thought things were okay but he had been enjoying the few seconds of pretend. Carefully, he pulled back and off of Ohtori before standing up and fidgeting.
"I'm sorry." It felt so much colder without Ryou against him. Choutarou gently pressed his hand on his neck where just seconds ago Shishido had been kissing him, the skin still felt so warm and wet. All he could do was frown up at his lover, if he even was that anymore thanks to that unnecessary screw up.
"Hey, how often do I have to tell ya, stop saying you're sorry when it's not your fault. Alright?" Shishido chastised, falling back into the routine between then. Still the tension was rather uncomfortable and he needed some time to just come to terms and accept this. Especially before he did something foolish like try to kill Kite which would inevitably lead to Kite laughing at him and retaliating in some way. A way which probably would lead to more molestation than broken bones knowing his luck.
"Hey Choutarou, I think... I'm just going to get some air for a bit. I'm not mad at you, I just need to sort it out." He hoped Choutarou would understand, if not he'd make it up to him later when he was more in control and not likely to say something so stupid. He'd go fly around for a bit and clear his head.
"Yeah- me too. Gonna go take a shower and...you know...think or something." Ohtori offered a weak smile, running his hand over the mark one more time before quietly excusing himself to go take a shower. After some rest, he hoped he would be able to tackle the problems that were in their path.