Soba ni Ite - Part One
Title: Soba ni Ite
Author: Shattered Tenshi
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: JE
Genre: AU, Romance...
Pairing: Yokoo Wataru x Fujigaya Taisuke...
Warnings: Sex, should have one more warning, but in my opinion, will ruin the plot.
Soba ni Ite
By Shattered Tenshi
Part One
Taisuke didn't get to see the members of the family a lot. He remembered there was one time when the master came back while he was sweeping near the front and he actually paused for a moment before remembering to bow in greeting. That wasn't really a problem to him though. Even though he didn't get to see the family a lot, he was still working for them, still able to repay his debt to them.
According to some other servants, he might actually be a luckier one. After all, he didn't have to work by the family's side and therefore, he doesn't have to watch for their moods and be careful of making any mistakes. Not that he thought the people in the family were moody, but others might think differently.
Since he was young, ever since the mistress had picked him up, Taisuke had worked in the kitchen. While the kitchen was considered a woman's place, because he was placed there at the beginning, that was where he stayed. He would wash the dishes, wash the food, and when he got older, he helped buying the food as well as sweeping up other areas of the house.
Taisuke rarely had a chance to serve the family members. However, thing had changed lately. A senior servant had passed away due to illness and to adapt to the change, Taisuke was given more jobs that included serving the family their meals and such.
Carrying the tray with tea and treats on it, Taisuke walked carefully before setting it down on the floor, kneeling and bowing slightly by the sliding door. "Aya-sama, I've brought your tea and snack..."
A soft voice came from within. "Bring it in."
"Hai." Standing up, Taisuke carried the tray once more and entered the room. A few steps in, he gave the female in the room a small smile before putting and pushing the tray towards her. "Here you go, Aya-sama."
The female, Aya, smiled and nodded her head. "Thank you, Taisuke."
Still smiling, Taisuke shook and bowed his head. Aya was actually the niece of the master and was adopted into the house after both her parents had died from a fire. A lot of the servants liked her since she was soft-spoken and kind to people and Taisuke wasn't an exception.
"Have time to share a few words with me?" Aya asked as she sipped her tea.
Taisuke shook his head again. "Sorry...I'd like to, but I've already been told I have a few more jobs waiting for me..." He licked his lips before giving the other a small sheepish smile.
"Ah, here I was hoping you have a few new stories to share with me..." Aya said, then waved her hand. "Very well, go back to your work then."
Taisuke allowed himself to giggle softly before bowing and standing up. "Sorry to disturb then, Aya-sama."
When he got back to the kitchen, he was immediately given another tray with tea and treats. Blinking, Taisuke was about to ask where he should bring it to when he was given his answer. "The young master has a guest in the room, so bring them these."
"Ah...is it Hiromitsu-sama?"
A hurried nod as an answer, Taisuke was quickly pushed out of the kitchen. Taisuke puffed up his cheeks slightly but soon did what he was told.
At the sight of the closed door, he frowned. Taisuke had never really understood why the door was often closed when the young master had a guest over. Aya never closed the door and even the master and mistress didn't close their door when they had a guest over. Did being the youngest son in the family allowed such privilege?
Sighing softly, Taisuke set down the tray and called out, "Wataru-sama? I've brough tea for you and Hiromitsu-sama..." He frowned again when there was no immediate reply. "Wa-"
"Just leave it outside."
Taisuke blinked. "Hai..." One should never question why their master would request certain things and should just do what they were told. Tilting his head, he stared at the closed door a little longer before shrugging his shoulders and went back to work. He didn't have to understand why.
Sometime later, Taisuke was sweeping the garden area as he hummed softly to himself. The whole house including the servants had the pleasure to listen to a group of traveling musicians once and that was the only time he really had to chance to sit down and enjoy himself. The servants were often busy during times of celebration and don't often have time to actually enjoy any music most of the time. So, Taisuke only knew a song or two from that single performance.
Looking up from his sweeping, Taisuke noticed Wataru and Hiromitsu walking towards the door. He quickly bowed his head.
"You."
Taisuke snapped his head up when he heard the voice. He tilted his head slightly before quickly hurrying towards his young master's side. "What is it, Wataru-sama?" He looked up at the two who were a step higher than him.
Wataru furrowed his eyebrows at Taisuke, as if trying to remember his name or trying to figure out who was this person in the first place. Then, he waved a hand around in the air, as if it didn't really matter after all. "Go walk Hiro to the teahouse. His servant is waiting there."
"Eh?" Taisuke couldn't help himself and blinked at the request. Why wasn't Hiromitsu's servant waiting for him here? And walking the other to the teahouse? He didn't really see any need since the sun was still up, even though it was slowly setting, and the teahouse wasn't too far away at all. Hiromitsu was not a girl who needs to be accompanied, right?
At the look Wataru gave him though, Taisuke quickly realized his mistake. He bowed his head and said, "Sorry, Wataru-sama. I'll go take Hiromitsu-sama to the teahouse now." He bit on his lip and risked a glance at Wataru before shuffling away to put the broom somewhere first, where it won't be in people's way and going back to the two.
Taisuke was glad to see that Wataru didn't seem to be mad. He wasn't quite sure how to act around the other since out of the whole family, he was least familiar with the young master. Wataru's older brother didn't count since he had already married and have his own family and servants in a separate wing of the house.
After talking lowly to Hiromitsu - probably saying his farewell - Wataru just gave Taisuke another look before walking back towards his room.
Tilting his head, Taisuke motioned a hand forward. "Jaa...go ahead, Hiromitsu-sama. I shall follow behind."
Hiromitsu nodded and without saying anything, left the house, not looking back to make sure Taisuke was following him.
Since there wasn't a lot of people on the road, Taisuke didn't bother keeping his head low and studied Hiromitsu a little. The other, unlike the Yokoos came from a small branch family and wasn't directed related to the royal family at the castle. However, Hiromitsu's father had died when the other was still young, and he along with his mother was taken in by a different family. That was one of the main reasons Hiromitsu and Wataru were able to interact with each other. They studied under the same teacher as well, and that definitely helped their relationship.
Ever since Taisuke could remember, he had already heard about Hiromitsu coming over to play with Wataru. Sometimes, he thought it was like Hiromitsu was part of the Yokoo family. Of course though, he barely saw the other, so he wasn't really sure what kind of the person Hiromitsu was.
Noticing Hiromitsu looking back, Taisuke quickly lowered his head slightly, just in case, to be safe.
"Ne, what's your name?"
"E-" Taisuke quickly bit back his reply, not wanting to make the same mistake twice in one day. "Hai?" He then quickly continued, "It's Taisuke, Hiromitsu-sama."
"Mh, I see." Hiromitsu looked at Taisuke up and down before turning back towards the front and didn't say anything else.
Tilting his head, Taisuke supposed Hiromitsu just wanted to know who was walking him. As he stared at the other's back, he wondered why the other was walking a little awkwardly, looking a little stiff. He wondered if he should ask Hiromitsu about it, but wouldn't that seem rude?
As they came up to the little hill right before they reached the tea house, Hiromitsu stopped suddenly which made Taisuke stop as well. "Hiromitsu-sama...?" he questioned with slight uncertainty. Why did the other stop suddenly?
There was a moment of silence before Hiromitsu answered, "Taisuke, walk by my side and make sure I don't slip or anything."
"Eh?"
Hiromitsu turned and gave Taisuke an amused look. "Do you always question the orders given to you?"
Taisuke blushed lightly and quickly shook his head. He hadn't done that in a while - he often did so when he was younger - but perhaps, Wataru and Hiromitsu just made him...a little nervous? "I'm sorry, Hiromitsu-sama." He quickly hurried to the other's side and waited for the other to start walking.
Hiromitsu chuckled. "My waist just feels a little stiff." He cleared his throat. "It might be because of training yesterday and sitting in Wataru's room for quite some time today. I just want to make sure I won't roll down the hill or something."
Biting back a small giggle at the choice of Hiromitsu's words, Taisuke nodded his head and walked along the other's side when he started to move. He hadn't expected an explanation, but it was nice knowing. "You should take care of your body more carefully then..." Taisuke mumbled, the words slipping out on their own.
"Oh?" Hiromitsu chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "Do you always tell your master or mistress what they should do?"
Taisuke squeaked and quickly shook his head. "N-no! Sorry, I didn't mean to. It just slipped..."
Hiromitsu laughed and patted Taisuke on the back. "I forgive you -this time-." It was clear that the other was teasing him though.
Smiling a little sheepishly, Taisuke just lowered his head. Maybe it won't be that hard to get along with Hiromitsu. It seemed like he can relax a little around the other and won't have to worry about manners and traditions all the time.
A comfortable silence between them continued until the tea house was in sight and Taisuke noticed someone leaving the tea house and jogging towards them. He recognized the other as Hiromitsu's servant and gave the other a smile and a nod.
"I shall head back to the house now then, Hiromitsu-sama," Taisuke said, bowing his head once the servant had reached them.
Hiromitsu smiled at Taisuke. "Thank you for walking me, Taisuke."
"It wasn't a problem," Taisuke replied before bowing again, a little deeper this time before heading back towards to the house. On his way, he started to hum softly again. He wondered if Wataru would turn out to be like Hiromitsu as well; someone who seemed to be kind and someone who doesn’t mind his slips every now and then. The elder servants had always scolded him every now and then for talking too much anyways.
Perhaps maybe, almost, Taisuke was looking forward to the day he might be able to exchange a few words with Wataru, and get to know the other just a little more.
Soaking the washcloth in the basin, Taisuke then wiped his upper body thoroughly. Water was precious after all. Servants were often only allowed to wash their bodies using only a basin of water and a washcloth, unlike the members of the family who would soak in hot water, taking their time with bathing. Usually, he would go out in the river to wash, but lately, things had been so busy, he didn't have too much time to go outside.
At a sudden noise, Taisuke jumped. It sounded like there had been a crash. Throwing his washcloth into the basin, he grabbed the outer layer of his yukata and placed it on before opening the door of the washing area and peeked out.
"A-ano...who is it...?" It was pretty late, and not too many people around, especially close to the bathing area, which was near the back door. It can't be...thieves right?
Taisuke held back a shiver and looked around for a weapon of some sort, just in case. In the end, he ended up holding a broom as he stepped out, looking around fearfully. Should he speak out again, or not? What if the thieves heard him and turned to attack him instead? Maybe he should remain silent and-
"W-Wataru-sama...!" Taisuke dropped the broom and rushed to his young master's side, who was sprawled halfway across the steps. He shook the other lightly, but Wataru just gave him some incoherent mutterings.
"Ah...he's drunk..." Taisuke didn't have to sniff consciously since the smell of alcohol was quite heavy. He quickly looked around for someone. Even though this side of Wataru probably shouldn't be shown to even more servants, he needed help to move Wataru back to his room. Where were Wataru's personal servants anyways?
There was no one though, and Taisuke didn't want to create a huge scene or anything. "What should I do..." he mumbled. He wasn't properly dressed, but he didn't want to leave Wataru out in the cold either, just in case the other might get sick. He fretted around a little before deciding to move Wataru first.
A few minutes later, Taisuke was breathing heavily as he set the older one off the side of the room. Wiping his forehead with his sleeve, Taisuke then rolled out Wataru's futon. He couldn't just leave his young master lying on the tatami after all.
Just when Taisuke had tucked the blanket around Wataru and was about to leave, an arm suddenly shot out and pulled him downwards. Letting a small yelp, the next thing he knew, Taisuke realized he was lying under Wataru, the blanket stuck between the two of them. "W-Wataru-sama...?"
"In the way..." Wataru mumbled, pulling the blanket away and throwing it somewhere in the middle of the room.
Feeling Wataru's hand trailing down his clothed chest, Taisuke's eyes widened. His heart immediately started to beat faster and his skin started to prickle. "W-Wataru-sama...?" What was the other doing? He squirmed and tried to push the other away, but was too scared to hurt the other.
Wataru raised an eyebrow. "Why are you calling me 'sama'? That's weird..." His hand slid further downwards, untying the roughly done obi before slipping between the fabric. "Oh? What happened to the inner layer?" he chuckled.
Taisuke let out a small whimper, feeling Wataru touching his inner thigh. "Wataru-sama...stop it..." He tried to push the other away harder, but despite the young master looking thin, he was quite strong.
"Are we playing a new game today?" Wataru grinned slightly. "Did you think it would be more interesting like this?" He slid his hand back up, pushing apart Taisuke's yukata completely. "There's something else that's different about you though..." he muttered.
Taisuke whimpered again in fear. He didn't know what Wataru was doing to him, and it almost seemed like the other wasn't drunk at all, if excluding the fact that Wataru seemed to think he was someone else. He struggled even more now, flailing his arms, but Wataru seemed to be tired of the so-called new game and trapped Taisuke's wrists on top of his head.
"Now you're going overboard..." Wataru whispered darkly. "I thought you liked this a lot..." With that, Wataru leaned down and covered Taisuke's lips with his own.
Taisuke's eyes immediately flew open. Wataru…was kissing him?! Yelping into the kiss, he went back to struggling but quickly stopped when Wataru bit on his lip, then pushing his tongue into his mouth. Too scared, too confused, Taisuke could only remain frozen, whimpering. Tears were forming in his eyes...
Perhaps feeling that Taisuke needed to breathe, Wataru soon pulled back and latched his lips on to Taisuke's neck, then chest instead. "There really is something different..." Wataru muttered as he nibbled and suckled on various patches of skin.
Letting out small cries, Taisuke honestly didn't know what to do. His skin was prickling, his heart was racing, and his tears were threatening to fall. Certainly, this was not something he should let Wataru do to him, right? What can he do though? He didn't want to hurt his young master, and if he did, would the rest of the family find out? He could get kicked out, and he still had to repay the family for taking him in.
His cry turning into a sharp gasp, Taisuke writhed around and tried to get Wataru's lips on his nipple. It was too much, and while he couldn't actually name the sensation he was feeling, it was making his head dizzy, making him feel weak. "W-Wataru-sama..."
Wataru growled slightly, "Stop calling me 'sama'." As if to prove his point, he bit down on a sensitive patch of skin beside Taisuke's nipple, making the other yelp and arch up in surprise. "Keep your voice down too," Wataru ordered. "You don't want people to find out right?" Wataru licked Taisuke's skin as his hand travelled downwards, towards the area between Taisuke's legs.
Whimpering, Taisuke still wasn't sure what to do. It was true he didn't want people to find them in this situation though, so he tried his best to hold back on his sounds, biting on down on his lip. He couldn't help but gasp in surprise though when Wataru's hand wrapped around his member. What was Wataru doing? The hand started to move and Taisuke had to slap a hand over his own mouth - Wataru had let go of his wrists - to stop himself from moaning. It was such a strange sensation but, something felt good about it as well. Why?
Both hands now over his mouth, Taisuke let out muffled moans as Wataru's hand seemed to stroke even faster now. His body, especially his gut, felt so hot, so hot, almost as if...
That's when Wataru stopped. "I can't have you feeling good on your own, can I now?" Wataru whispered, a smirk evident in his voice. His hands reaching up, Wataru peeled Taisuke's hands away from his face, tracing a finger against Taisuke's bruised lower lip. "Make sure my fingers are wet enough...otherwise you'll be the one suffering..."
Taisuke whimpered and shook his head, not understanding what Wataru wanted. When he felt Wataru pushing his fingers into his mouth though, he could only swirl his tongue around the other's fingers instinctively. His erection was starting to strain and he writhed around, trying to find some sort of relief.
Wataru chuckled lowly. "Feeling impatient?" He trailed a hand down Taisuke's cheek, rubbing his thumb against soft skin. "Don't worry..." Soon, he pulled his fingers out from Taisuke's mouth and found his way between Taisuke's legs, probing around.
The moment the tip of a finger entered him, Taisuke let out high-pitched, but short-lived cry. It felt weird, it felt so weird and he tried to push Wataru's finger out of him, but the other just let his weight fall on top of him, making him unable to move.
"You know what's going to happen next," Wataru muttered, "stop acting like this."
Taisuke shook his head furiously. He didn't know! Everything felt weird and he felt like he was stuck between pleasure and pain and he didn't understand! He wanted Wataru to stop whatever this was and just let him go...
One finger, two fingers, then three fingers have entered him, and Taisuke was still feeling the pain, the strangeness. He whimpered and continued to try to push Wataru away, but it didn't seem like he was being successful. He could only continue making soft sounds as Wataru nibbled on his earlobe, while his fingers didn’t stop moving within Taisuke.
Wataru flicked his tongue against Taisuke's earlobe. "Relax some more...otherwise it'll really hurt..." He slowly pulled his fingers out of Taisuke.
Hurt? Did Wataru mean that it'll hurt even more than what he was feeling now? What was the other going to do to him though? Taisuke whimpered Wataru's name again, his hands slowly trailing up to grip on Wataru's arms. He wanted to understand what was going on...
Then suddenly, a sharp pain jolted through his body. Taisuke remembered what Wataru said though and was biting on his own hand, trying to stop the cries of pain. It hurt, it hurt so much, and he was being stretched, almost torn into two as if. Just what was Wataru doing to him?
Wataru groaned, "You're so tight, Hiro..."
Taisuke's eyes immediately flew wide open. Hiro? It wasn't who he thought it was, right? But he knew there was most likely no other Hiro that Wataru knew. It could only be...Hiromitsu.
Taisuke's thoughts abruptly stopped there though. Wataru started to move and all he could do was focus on stop making any sounds. Wataru was groaning right beside his ear though and the sounds were sending shivers down his spine. The pain was starting to disappear, but everything still felt weird. He was starting to realize that Wataru was actually in him, and that the other was starting to move faster, deeper into him.
When Taisuke tasted blood on his lips, he had to pull his hand away from his mouth, gripping tightly on to Wataru instead. Now that the pain was less overwhelming, Taisuke was starting to feel something else. Was that pleasure? To need to moan as Wataru moved deeper into him, to need to ask for more, was that pleasure he was feeling? Was he supposed to feel this way...?
Body jolting, the world suddenly disappeared around Taisuke, and he almost felt like he was floating, floating, floating... When he became conscious of his surroundings again, he felt a stickiness against his abdomen and he understood what happened. Somewhat.
Wataru was pulling out of him, and Taisuke had to whimper, feeling slight pain, but couldn't stop his soft mewl of Wataru's name. The other just smirked lazily in response, and kissed Taisuke on the lips briefly before collapsing on top of Taisuke, snoring lightly.
Taisuke blinked, staring up at the ceiling. (Perhaps a tear rolled down his cheek.) What...was he going to do now?
Author's Note: I wasn't going to post this until I had more written, but ah, oh well, I wanted to post something for Wataru's birthday, and this was the only thing I had. ^^;; And well, I...didn't want to write something new? //whacked// Sort of. It's just I'm working on some other things (that has somewhat a deadline) and those came first before coming up a new fic/one-shot for Wataru's birthday...? X3;; So, don't expect the next chapter for another month or so at least, depending on how fast I write. =X
I really liked the idea when it was first in my head, and I had the whole story planned out right till the end, but after finishing writing some parts, obviously, it wasn't turning out the way I hope it would. Normal, I suppose.
I made up all the customs and all that, so don't use this for historical reference. ^^;; Though there might be influence from Atsuhime and such.
At the current pace, it seems like it might too slow...I don't know. alsfasf It's not that long though, so I definitely want to finish this fic. And not take too long with it, like I'm doing with Tears. >.>''
Anyways, I don't know what else to say, so I'll stop here I guess.
Comments are love and appreciated ne~
Part Two
Author: Shattered Tenshi
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: JE
Genre: AU, Romance...
Pairing: Yokoo Wataru x Fujigaya Taisuke...
Warnings: Sex, should have one more warning, but in my opinion, will ruin the plot.
Soba ni Ite
By Shattered Tenshi
Part One
Taisuke didn't get to see the members of the family a lot. He remembered there was one time when the master came back while he was sweeping near the front and he actually paused for a moment before remembering to bow in greeting. That wasn't really a problem to him though. Even though he didn't get to see the family a lot, he was still working for them, still able to repay his debt to them.
According to some other servants, he might actually be a luckier one. After all, he didn't have to work by the family's side and therefore, he doesn't have to watch for their moods and be careful of making any mistakes. Not that he thought the people in the family were moody, but others might think differently.
Since he was young, ever since the mistress had picked him up, Taisuke had worked in the kitchen. While the kitchen was considered a woman's place, because he was placed there at the beginning, that was where he stayed. He would wash the dishes, wash the food, and when he got older, he helped buying the food as well as sweeping up other areas of the house.
Taisuke rarely had a chance to serve the family members. However, thing had changed lately. A senior servant had passed away due to illness and to adapt to the change, Taisuke was given more jobs that included serving the family their meals and such.
Carrying the tray with tea and treats on it, Taisuke walked carefully before setting it down on the floor, kneeling and bowing slightly by the sliding door. "Aya-sama, I've brought your tea and snack..."
A soft voice came from within. "Bring it in."
"Hai." Standing up, Taisuke carried the tray once more and entered the room. A few steps in, he gave the female in the room a small smile before putting and pushing the tray towards her. "Here you go, Aya-sama."
The female, Aya, smiled and nodded her head. "Thank you, Taisuke."
Still smiling, Taisuke shook and bowed his head. Aya was actually the niece of the master and was adopted into the house after both her parents had died from a fire. A lot of the servants liked her since she was soft-spoken and kind to people and Taisuke wasn't an exception.
"Have time to share a few words with me?" Aya asked as she sipped her tea.
Taisuke shook his head again. "Sorry...I'd like to, but I've already been told I have a few more jobs waiting for me..." He licked his lips before giving the other a small sheepish smile.
"Ah, here I was hoping you have a few new stories to share with me..." Aya said, then waved her hand. "Very well, go back to your work then."
Taisuke allowed himself to giggle softly before bowing and standing up. "Sorry to disturb then, Aya-sama."
When he got back to the kitchen, he was immediately given another tray with tea and treats. Blinking, Taisuke was about to ask where he should bring it to when he was given his answer. "The young master has a guest in the room, so bring them these."
"Ah...is it Hiromitsu-sama?"
A hurried nod as an answer, Taisuke was quickly pushed out of the kitchen. Taisuke puffed up his cheeks slightly but soon did what he was told.
At the sight of the closed door, he frowned. Taisuke had never really understood why the door was often closed when the young master had a guest over. Aya never closed the door and even the master and mistress didn't close their door when they had a guest over. Did being the youngest son in the family allowed such privilege?
Sighing softly, Taisuke set down the tray and called out, "Wataru-sama? I've brough tea for you and Hiromitsu-sama..." He frowned again when there was no immediate reply. "Wa-"
"Just leave it outside."
Taisuke blinked. "Hai..." One should never question why their master would request certain things and should just do what they were told. Tilting his head, he stared at the closed door a little longer before shrugging his shoulders and went back to work. He didn't have to understand why.
Sometime later, Taisuke was sweeping the garden area as he hummed softly to himself. The whole house including the servants had the pleasure to listen to a group of traveling musicians once and that was the only time he really had to chance to sit down and enjoy himself. The servants were often busy during times of celebration and don't often have time to actually enjoy any music most of the time. So, Taisuke only knew a song or two from that single performance.
Looking up from his sweeping, Taisuke noticed Wataru and Hiromitsu walking towards the door. He quickly bowed his head.
"You."
Taisuke snapped his head up when he heard the voice. He tilted his head slightly before quickly hurrying towards his young master's side. "What is it, Wataru-sama?" He looked up at the two who were a step higher than him.
Wataru furrowed his eyebrows at Taisuke, as if trying to remember his name or trying to figure out who was this person in the first place. Then, he waved a hand around in the air, as if it didn't really matter after all. "Go walk Hiro to the teahouse. His servant is waiting there."
"Eh?" Taisuke couldn't help himself and blinked at the request. Why wasn't Hiromitsu's servant waiting for him here? And walking the other to the teahouse? He didn't really see any need since the sun was still up, even though it was slowly setting, and the teahouse wasn't too far away at all. Hiromitsu was not a girl who needs to be accompanied, right?
At the look Wataru gave him though, Taisuke quickly realized his mistake. He bowed his head and said, "Sorry, Wataru-sama. I'll go take Hiromitsu-sama to the teahouse now." He bit on his lip and risked a glance at Wataru before shuffling away to put the broom somewhere first, where it won't be in people's way and going back to the two.
Taisuke was glad to see that Wataru didn't seem to be mad. He wasn't quite sure how to act around the other since out of the whole family, he was least familiar with the young master. Wataru's older brother didn't count since he had already married and have his own family and servants in a separate wing of the house.
After talking lowly to Hiromitsu - probably saying his farewell - Wataru just gave Taisuke another look before walking back towards his room.
Tilting his head, Taisuke motioned a hand forward. "Jaa...go ahead, Hiromitsu-sama. I shall follow behind."
Hiromitsu nodded and without saying anything, left the house, not looking back to make sure Taisuke was following him.
Since there wasn't a lot of people on the road, Taisuke didn't bother keeping his head low and studied Hiromitsu a little. The other, unlike the Yokoos came from a small branch family and wasn't directed related to the royal family at the castle. However, Hiromitsu's father had died when the other was still young, and he along with his mother was taken in by a different family. That was one of the main reasons Hiromitsu and Wataru were able to interact with each other. They studied under the same teacher as well, and that definitely helped their relationship.
Ever since Taisuke could remember, he had already heard about Hiromitsu coming over to play with Wataru. Sometimes, he thought it was like Hiromitsu was part of the Yokoo family. Of course though, he barely saw the other, so he wasn't really sure what kind of the person Hiromitsu was.
Noticing Hiromitsu looking back, Taisuke quickly lowered his head slightly, just in case, to be safe.
"Ne, what's your name?"
"E-" Taisuke quickly bit back his reply, not wanting to make the same mistake twice in one day. "Hai?" He then quickly continued, "It's Taisuke, Hiromitsu-sama."
"Mh, I see." Hiromitsu looked at Taisuke up and down before turning back towards the front and didn't say anything else.
Tilting his head, Taisuke supposed Hiromitsu just wanted to know who was walking him. As he stared at the other's back, he wondered why the other was walking a little awkwardly, looking a little stiff. He wondered if he should ask Hiromitsu about it, but wouldn't that seem rude?
As they came up to the little hill right before they reached the tea house, Hiromitsu stopped suddenly which made Taisuke stop as well. "Hiromitsu-sama...?" he questioned with slight uncertainty. Why did the other stop suddenly?
There was a moment of silence before Hiromitsu answered, "Taisuke, walk by my side and make sure I don't slip or anything."
"Eh?"
Hiromitsu turned and gave Taisuke an amused look. "Do you always question the orders given to you?"
Taisuke blushed lightly and quickly shook his head. He hadn't done that in a while - he often did so when he was younger - but perhaps, Wataru and Hiromitsu just made him...a little nervous? "I'm sorry, Hiromitsu-sama." He quickly hurried to the other's side and waited for the other to start walking.
Hiromitsu chuckled. "My waist just feels a little stiff." He cleared his throat. "It might be because of training yesterday and sitting in Wataru's room for quite some time today. I just want to make sure I won't roll down the hill or something."
Biting back a small giggle at the choice of Hiromitsu's words, Taisuke nodded his head and walked along the other's side when he started to move. He hadn't expected an explanation, but it was nice knowing. "You should take care of your body more carefully then..." Taisuke mumbled, the words slipping out on their own.
"Oh?" Hiromitsu chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "Do you always tell your master or mistress what they should do?"
Taisuke squeaked and quickly shook his head. "N-no! Sorry, I didn't mean to. It just slipped..."
Hiromitsu laughed and patted Taisuke on the back. "I forgive you -this time-." It was clear that the other was teasing him though.
Smiling a little sheepishly, Taisuke just lowered his head. Maybe it won't be that hard to get along with Hiromitsu. It seemed like he can relax a little around the other and won't have to worry about manners and traditions all the time.
A comfortable silence between them continued until the tea house was in sight and Taisuke noticed someone leaving the tea house and jogging towards them. He recognized the other as Hiromitsu's servant and gave the other a smile and a nod.
"I shall head back to the house now then, Hiromitsu-sama," Taisuke said, bowing his head once the servant had reached them.
Hiromitsu smiled at Taisuke. "Thank you for walking me, Taisuke."
"It wasn't a problem," Taisuke replied before bowing again, a little deeper this time before heading back towards to the house. On his way, he started to hum softly again. He wondered if Wataru would turn out to be like Hiromitsu as well; someone who seemed to be kind and someone who doesn’t mind his slips every now and then. The elder servants had always scolded him every now and then for talking too much anyways.
Perhaps maybe, almost, Taisuke was looking forward to the day he might be able to exchange a few words with Wataru, and get to know the other just a little more.
Soaking the washcloth in the basin, Taisuke then wiped his upper body thoroughly. Water was precious after all. Servants were often only allowed to wash their bodies using only a basin of water and a washcloth, unlike the members of the family who would soak in hot water, taking their time with bathing. Usually, he would go out in the river to wash, but lately, things had been so busy, he didn't have too much time to go outside.
At a sudden noise, Taisuke jumped. It sounded like there had been a crash. Throwing his washcloth into the basin, he grabbed the outer layer of his yukata and placed it on before opening the door of the washing area and peeked out.
"A-ano...who is it...?" It was pretty late, and not too many people around, especially close to the bathing area, which was near the back door. It can't be...thieves right?
Taisuke held back a shiver and looked around for a weapon of some sort, just in case. In the end, he ended up holding a broom as he stepped out, looking around fearfully. Should he speak out again, or not? What if the thieves heard him and turned to attack him instead? Maybe he should remain silent and-
"W-Wataru-sama...!" Taisuke dropped the broom and rushed to his young master's side, who was sprawled halfway across the steps. He shook the other lightly, but Wataru just gave him some incoherent mutterings.
"Ah...he's drunk..." Taisuke didn't have to sniff consciously since the smell of alcohol was quite heavy. He quickly looked around for someone. Even though this side of Wataru probably shouldn't be shown to even more servants, he needed help to move Wataru back to his room. Where were Wataru's personal servants anyways?
There was no one though, and Taisuke didn't want to create a huge scene or anything. "What should I do..." he mumbled. He wasn't properly dressed, but he didn't want to leave Wataru out in the cold either, just in case the other might get sick. He fretted around a little before deciding to move Wataru first.
A few minutes later, Taisuke was breathing heavily as he set the older one off the side of the room. Wiping his forehead with his sleeve, Taisuke then rolled out Wataru's futon. He couldn't just leave his young master lying on the tatami after all.
Just when Taisuke had tucked the blanket around Wataru and was about to leave, an arm suddenly shot out and pulled him downwards. Letting a small yelp, the next thing he knew, Taisuke realized he was lying under Wataru, the blanket stuck between the two of them. "W-Wataru-sama...?"
"In the way..." Wataru mumbled, pulling the blanket away and throwing it somewhere in the middle of the room.
Feeling Wataru's hand trailing down his clothed chest, Taisuke's eyes widened. His heart immediately started to beat faster and his skin started to prickle. "W-Wataru-sama...?" What was the other doing? He squirmed and tried to push the other away, but was too scared to hurt the other.
Wataru raised an eyebrow. "Why are you calling me 'sama'? That's weird..." His hand slid further downwards, untying the roughly done obi before slipping between the fabric. "Oh? What happened to the inner layer?" he chuckled.
Taisuke let out a small whimper, feeling Wataru touching his inner thigh. "Wataru-sama...stop it..." He tried to push the other away harder, but despite the young master looking thin, he was quite strong.
"Are we playing a new game today?" Wataru grinned slightly. "Did you think it would be more interesting like this?" He slid his hand back up, pushing apart Taisuke's yukata completely. "There's something else that's different about you though..." he muttered.
Taisuke whimpered again in fear. He didn't know what Wataru was doing to him, and it almost seemed like the other wasn't drunk at all, if excluding the fact that Wataru seemed to think he was someone else. He struggled even more now, flailing his arms, but Wataru seemed to be tired of the so-called new game and trapped Taisuke's wrists on top of his head.
"Now you're going overboard..." Wataru whispered darkly. "I thought you liked this a lot..." With that, Wataru leaned down and covered Taisuke's lips with his own.
Taisuke's eyes immediately flew open. Wataru…was kissing him?! Yelping into the kiss, he went back to struggling but quickly stopped when Wataru bit on his lip, then pushing his tongue into his mouth. Too scared, too confused, Taisuke could only remain frozen, whimpering. Tears were forming in his eyes...
Perhaps feeling that Taisuke needed to breathe, Wataru soon pulled back and latched his lips on to Taisuke's neck, then chest instead. "There really is something different..." Wataru muttered as he nibbled and suckled on various patches of skin.
Letting out small cries, Taisuke honestly didn't know what to do. His skin was prickling, his heart was racing, and his tears were threatening to fall. Certainly, this was not something he should let Wataru do to him, right? What can he do though? He didn't want to hurt his young master, and if he did, would the rest of the family find out? He could get kicked out, and he still had to repay the family for taking him in.
His cry turning into a sharp gasp, Taisuke writhed around and tried to get Wataru's lips on his nipple. It was too much, and while he couldn't actually name the sensation he was feeling, it was making his head dizzy, making him feel weak. "W-Wataru-sama..."
Wataru growled slightly, "Stop calling me 'sama'." As if to prove his point, he bit down on a sensitive patch of skin beside Taisuke's nipple, making the other yelp and arch up in surprise. "Keep your voice down too," Wataru ordered. "You don't want people to find out right?" Wataru licked Taisuke's skin as his hand travelled downwards, towards the area between Taisuke's legs.
Whimpering, Taisuke still wasn't sure what to do. It was true he didn't want people to find them in this situation though, so he tried his best to hold back on his sounds, biting on down on his lip. He couldn't help but gasp in surprise though when Wataru's hand wrapped around his member. What was Wataru doing? The hand started to move and Taisuke had to slap a hand over his own mouth - Wataru had let go of his wrists - to stop himself from moaning. It was such a strange sensation but, something felt good about it as well. Why?
Both hands now over his mouth, Taisuke let out muffled moans as Wataru's hand seemed to stroke even faster now. His body, especially his gut, felt so hot, so hot, almost as if...
That's when Wataru stopped. "I can't have you feeling good on your own, can I now?" Wataru whispered, a smirk evident in his voice. His hands reaching up, Wataru peeled Taisuke's hands away from his face, tracing a finger against Taisuke's bruised lower lip. "Make sure my fingers are wet enough...otherwise you'll be the one suffering..."
Taisuke whimpered and shook his head, not understanding what Wataru wanted. When he felt Wataru pushing his fingers into his mouth though, he could only swirl his tongue around the other's fingers instinctively. His erection was starting to strain and he writhed around, trying to find some sort of relief.
Wataru chuckled lowly. "Feeling impatient?" He trailed a hand down Taisuke's cheek, rubbing his thumb against soft skin. "Don't worry..." Soon, he pulled his fingers out from Taisuke's mouth and found his way between Taisuke's legs, probing around.
The moment the tip of a finger entered him, Taisuke let out high-pitched, but short-lived cry. It felt weird, it felt so weird and he tried to push Wataru's finger out of him, but the other just let his weight fall on top of him, making him unable to move.
"You know what's going to happen next," Wataru muttered, "stop acting like this."
Taisuke shook his head furiously. He didn't know! Everything felt weird and he felt like he was stuck between pleasure and pain and he didn't understand! He wanted Wataru to stop whatever this was and just let him go...
One finger, two fingers, then three fingers have entered him, and Taisuke was still feeling the pain, the strangeness. He whimpered and continued to try to push Wataru away, but it didn't seem like he was being successful. He could only continue making soft sounds as Wataru nibbled on his earlobe, while his fingers didn’t stop moving within Taisuke.
Wataru flicked his tongue against Taisuke's earlobe. "Relax some more...otherwise it'll really hurt..." He slowly pulled his fingers out of Taisuke.
Hurt? Did Wataru mean that it'll hurt even more than what he was feeling now? What was the other going to do to him though? Taisuke whimpered Wataru's name again, his hands slowly trailing up to grip on Wataru's arms. He wanted to understand what was going on...
Then suddenly, a sharp pain jolted through his body. Taisuke remembered what Wataru said though and was biting on his own hand, trying to stop the cries of pain. It hurt, it hurt so much, and he was being stretched, almost torn into two as if. Just what was Wataru doing to him?
Wataru groaned, "You're so tight, Hiro..."
Taisuke's eyes immediately flew wide open. Hiro? It wasn't who he thought it was, right? But he knew there was most likely no other Hiro that Wataru knew. It could only be...Hiromitsu.
Taisuke's thoughts abruptly stopped there though. Wataru started to move and all he could do was focus on stop making any sounds. Wataru was groaning right beside his ear though and the sounds were sending shivers down his spine. The pain was starting to disappear, but everything still felt weird. He was starting to realize that Wataru was actually in him, and that the other was starting to move faster, deeper into him.
When Taisuke tasted blood on his lips, he had to pull his hand away from his mouth, gripping tightly on to Wataru instead. Now that the pain was less overwhelming, Taisuke was starting to feel something else. Was that pleasure? To need to moan as Wataru moved deeper into him, to need to ask for more, was that pleasure he was feeling? Was he supposed to feel this way...?
Body jolting, the world suddenly disappeared around Taisuke, and he almost felt like he was floating, floating, floating... When he became conscious of his surroundings again, he felt a stickiness against his abdomen and he understood what happened. Somewhat.
Wataru was pulling out of him, and Taisuke had to whimper, feeling slight pain, but couldn't stop his soft mewl of Wataru's name. The other just smirked lazily in response, and kissed Taisuke on the lips briefly before collapsing on top of Taisuke, snoring lightly.
Taisuke blinked, staring up at the ceiling. (Perhaps a tear rolled down his cheek.) What...was he going to do now?
Author's Note: I wasn't going to post this until I had more written, but ah, oh well, I wanted to post something for Wataru's birthday, and this was the only thing I had. ^^;; And well, I...didn't want to write something new? //whacked// Sort of. It's just I'm working on some other things (that has somewhat a deadline) and those came first before coming up a new fic/one-shot for Wataru's birthday...? X3;; So, don't expect the next chapter for another month or so at least, depending on how fast I write. =X
I really liked the idea when it was first in my head, and I had the whole story planned out right till the end, but after finishing writing some parts, obviously, it wasn't turning out the way I hope it would. Normal, I suppose.
I made up all the customs and all that, so don't use this for historical reference. ^^;; Though there might be influence from Atsuhime and such.
At the current pace, it seems like it might too slow...I don't know. alsfasf It's not that long though, so I definitely want to finish this fic. And not take too long with it, like I'm doing with Tears. >.>''
Anyways, I don't know what else to say, so I'll stop here I guess.
Comments are love and appreciated ne~
Part Two