"Behind The Mask"
Title: “Behind the Mask”
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Universe: Blind Date
Pairing: Maya/Takeshi
Rating: R
Summary: Takeshi convinces Maya to let down her idol mask and reveal herself, her true self, to him.
The sound of gentle humming was enough to arouse Kurenai Maya’s curiosity as she wandered into Castle Doran, her footsteps echoing across the castle’s floors. She could hear the faint humming sound and couldn’t resist following it up the stairs, only to be greeted by the sight of rose petals on the marble staircase. Now, Maya was genuinely interested and so, she kept going.
She followed the rose petals all the way to the master bathroom, where she could hear not just the humming, but also the sound of classical music playing and the sound of water running. Carefully, she pushed open the gilded doors to reveal the lavish master bathroom. It was done in white marble and silver, looking like something from 18th Century France, only with running water. Rose petals of varying colors covered the marble floor and there, perched on the massive bathtub’s edge was the love of Maya’s life: Fujimori Takeshi.
Takeshi was dressed in a loose fitting silk robe and he was leaning over the tub, testing the water in the bath he had prepared. The scent of ylang-ylang, sandalwood and jasmine filled the room and just to add a touch more of romance, the room was lit only by candles, casting a romantic glow on Takeshi’s tan skin. He was humming to himself, having not noticed that Maya had come into the room.
Maya gasped softly and suddenly, Takeshi sniffed the air and he turned around slowly. “Hello, darling.” He greeted her warmly. “Surprise.”
Maya’s jaw fell open as Takeshi rose, the silk robe showing her tempting glimpses of his skin, his longish dark hair hanging loosely over his shoulder. She felt frozen in place as he approached.
“Takeshi…”
“I remembered that you said that you liked everything about being an idol… except the lonely part. You said that you loved being with me because I made you feel loved, special… and because I was someone you could cuddle with, read with and…” He gestured towards the bath. “…someone to take a bath with.”
“You really are your father’s son…” Maya murmured. “Just as romantic, just as loving, just as handsome…”
Takeshi took her hand gently in his own and kissed it. “I had a good teacher.” He pulled her into his arms for a warm kiss and Maya felt herself simply drift away on a cloud of happiness.
In fact, she was so happy that she didn’t notice that Takeshi had unlaced her dress and divested her of it, leaving her practically nude against the silk of his robe. Maya exhaled softly as he touched her, his touch loving and kind. She’d never had a doubt of how deeply he loved her. It wasn’t like with her admirers. They just wanted in her bed. Takeshi… he wanted her in his heart.
There was a sound of ripping fabric and suddenly, Maya was swept up into his arms and carefully lowered into the tub. The warm water surrounded her and soothed her almost immediately and she suddenly understood why her father spent so much time in the bathtub.
“Better?” Takeshi began to undo his robe and she nodded slowly, drinking his form in as it was revealed to her, leanly muscled, tan and utterly perfect. She swore that Jiro and his sons were the descendants of Wolfen gods.
Her mouth felt dry. “Much.”
“Wonderful. “ He sat down in the tub beside her and took her into his arms. “Oh, Maya, you are such a beautiful lady. I mean, not just the idol you when you’re all prettied up… but this you… when you’re with me. Maya, you shine like the stars in the sky.”
Her face turned pink. “Takeshi…how kind of you…”
“It’s all true.” He assured her as she rested her head on his shoulder. “I promise.”
“It feels almost too good to be true when I’m with you… how perfect we fit together, how much I love you, how wonderful you are to me… Takeshi, most men just want into my bed… what do you want?”
“I want to love you. I don’t want in your bed. I want in your heart.” Takeshi kissed her shoulder. “Maya… believe me… I’m not like those other guys. I don’t see the idol… I see the little girl with her harp who creates beautiful music. I see the sensitive, but warm and loving, Kurenai Maya… I see the little girl whose only wish was to be loved. That’s what I see.”
Maya remained quiet for a long moment, her fingers laced with his.
“Maya?”
She was very silent and just curled up next to him. She whispered something in Korean and he recognized her words as “Saranghae”.
…the Korean words for “I love you.”
“Did you mean that?”
“Yes.” She whispered. “I love you.”
He smiled. “I know… now… do you feel better?”
“I feel perfect.” Maya smiled. “How is it, Takeshi, that when I am with you, the world is perfect? When we lay together, when we make love… it’s all perfect.”
Takeshi kissed her bare shoulder. “Because that’s how it is when you are with your soul mate. The world just seems perfect, even when it isn’t.” He brushed back some hair from her face and kissed the side of her neck. “You feel better now?”
She looked up at him and smiled a genuine smile, her idol mask finally gone. He could see the real Kurenai Maya now and even then, he still found her as beautiful as he did when he saw her up on a stage, singing.
“Much…” She replied, her voice taking on that hollow tone most Fangire took on when their markings began to show. Suddenly, her markings crept up her face, staining the porcelain skin deep black, gold and a light purple. “I feel brand new.”
Takeshi chuckled at this and pressed in for another warm kiss, his eyes shimmering into the traditional Wolfen golden color. “I’m glad.” He grinned. “Now…how about I get you out of this tub and into a warm bed for a cuddle, hm?”
She giggled. “Takeshi, my love, this is the one time that it is okay to tell me you want in my bed.” She then squealed as Takeshi got up and managed to scoop her, dripping wet and naked, marks exposed, into his arms. “I know your true intentions.”
“Well, good for me, yes?” He smiled. “You, know, Maya, I think I am the luckiest man in the world.”
“How so?”
“Those admirers of yours… they only get to see your mask. Me? I get to see everything behind it.”
“That’s because I love you.” She kissed his nose as he swept her off into the adjacent bedroom.
He smiled. “And I you.”
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Universe: Blind Date
Pairing: Maya/Takeshi
Rating: R
Summary: Takeshi convinces Maya to let down her idol mask and reveal herself, her true self, to him.
The sound of gentle humming was enough to arouse Kurenai Maya’s curiosity as she wandered into Castle Doran, her footsteps echoing across the castle’s floors. She could hear the faint humming sound and couldn’t resist following it up the stairs, only to be greeted by the sight of rose petals on the marble staircase. Now, Maya was genuinely interested and so, she kept going.
She followed the rose petals all the way to the master bathroom, where she could hear not just the humming, but also the sound of classical music playing and the sound of water running. Carefully, she pushed open the gilded doors to reveal the lavish master bathroom. It was done in white marble and silver, looking like something from 18th Century France, only with running water. Rose petals of varying colors covered the marble floor and there, perched on the massive bathtub’s edge was the love of Maya’s life: Fujimori Takeshi.
Takeshi was dressed in a loose fitting silk robe and he was leaning over the tub, testing the water in the bath he had prepared. The scent of ylang-ylang, sandalwood and jasmine filled the room and just to add a touch more of romance, the room was lit only by candles, casting a romantic glow on Takeshi’s tan skin. He was humming to himself, having not noticed that Maya had come into the room.
Maya gasped softly and suddenly, Takeshi sniffed the air and he turned around slowly. “Hello, darling.” He greeted her warmly. “Surprise.”
Maya’s jaw fell open as Takeshi rose, the silk robe showing her tempting glimpses of his skin, his longish dark hair hanging loosely over his shoulder. She felt frozen in place as he approached.
“Takeshi…”
“I remembered that you said that you liked everything about being an idol… except the lonely part. You said that you loved being with me because I made you feel loved, special… and because I was someone you could cuddle with, read with and…” He gestured towards the bath. “…someone to take a bath with.”
“You really are your father’s son…” Maya murmured. “Just as romantic, just as loving, just as handsome…”
Takeshi took her hand gently in his own and kissed it. “I had a good teacher.” He pulled her into his arms for a warm kiss and Maya felt herself simply drift away on a cloud of happiness.
In fact, she was so happy that she didn’t notice that Takeshi had unlaced her dress and divested her of it, leaving her practically nude against the silk of his robe. Maya exhaled softly as he touched her, his touch loving and kind. She’d never had a doubt of how deeply he loved her. It wasn’t like with her admirers. They just wanted in her bed. Takeshi… he wanted her in his heart.
There was a sound of ripping fabric and suddenly, Maya was swept up into his arms and carefully lowered into the tub. The warm water surrounded her and soothed her almost immediately and she suddenly understood why her father spent so much time in the bathtub.
“Better?” Takeshi began to undo his robe and she nodded slowly, drinking his form in as it was revealed to her, leanly muscled, tan and utterly perfect. She swore that Jiro and his sons were the descendants of Wolfen gods.
Her mouth felt dry. “Much.”
“Wonderful. “ He sat down in the tub beside her and took her into his arms. “Oh, Maya, you are such a beautiful lady. I mean, not just the idol you when you’re all prettied up… but this you… when you’re with me. Maya, you shine like the stars in the sky.”
Her face turned pink. “Takeshi…how kind of you…”
“It’s all true.” He assured her as she rested her head on his shoulder. “I promise.”
“It feels almost too good to be true when I’m with you… how perfect we fit together, how much I love you, how wonderful you are to me… Takeshi, most men just want into my bed… what do you want?”
“I want to love you. I don’t want in your bed. I want in your heart.” Takeshi kissed her shoulder. “Maya… believe me… I’m not like those other guys. I don’t see the idol… I see the little girl with her harp who creates beautiful music. I see the sensitive, but warm and loving, Kurenai Maya… I see the little girl whose only wish was to be loved. That’s what I see.”
Maya remained quiet for a long moment, her fingers laced with his.
“Maya?”
She was very silent and just curled up next to him. She whispered something in Korean and he recognized her words as “Saranghae”.
…the Korean words for “I love you.”
“Did you mean that?”
“Yes.” She whispered. “I love you.”
He smiled. “I know… now… do you feel better?”
“I feel perfect.” Maya smiled. “How is it, Takeshi, that when I am with you, the world is perfect? When we lay together, when we make love… it’s all perfect.”
Takeshi kissed her bare shoulder. “Because that’s how it is when you are with your soul mate. The world just seems perfect, even when it isn’t.” He brushed back some hair from her face and kissed the side of her neck. “You feel better now?”
She looked up at him and smiled a genuine smile, her idol mask finally gone. He could see the real Kurenai Maya now and even then, he still found her as beautiful as he did when he saw her up on a stage, singing.
“Much…” She replied, her voice taking on that hollow tone most Fangire took on when their markings began to show. Suddenly, her markings crept up her face, staining the porcelain skin deep black, gold and a light purple. “I feel brand new.”
Takeshi chuckled at this and pressed in for another warm kiss, his eyes shimmering into the traditional Wolfen golden color. “I’m glad.” He grinned. “Now…how about I get you out of this tub and into a warm bed for a cuddle, hm?”
She giggled. “Takeshi, my love, this is the one time that it is okay to tell me you want in my bed.” She then squealed as Takeshi got up and managed to scoop her, dripping wet and naked, marks exposed, into his arms. “I know your true intentions.”
“Well, good for me, yes?” He smiled. “You, know, Maya, I think I am the luckiest man in the world.”
“How so?”
“Those admirers of yours… they only get to see your mask. Me? I get to see everything behind it.”
“That’s because I love you.” She kissed his nose as he swept her off into the adjacent bedroom.
He smiled. “And I you.”