My second YnM fic! Yup, I'm beginning to get hold of this! If you don't like Yaoi, then please refrain from reading. If you have any critics on my writing style, say so! I'll take those words (harsh or not) as a way to improve my writing. I will not, however, accept flames regarding the idea of Yaoi. You know what it is, and if you're not happy, do me a favor and bugger off!

PRECIOUS ILLUSIONS 1

"Tatsumi!" Tsuzuki called out in the dark cave. "Tatsumi! Where are you?"

A cold rush of wind blew in to the dark cave, causing a little bit of ice to drop from the ceiling. Tsuzuki got on his knees and covered his head, as the shrill shrieks of the chipped ice zoomed towards him, prickling his neck, and finally it stopped. The walls of the ominous black cave were a bit narrow, and had the faint smell of frozen blood lurking. Tsuzuki was the last person to be found in such an unholy place, but he had something to fulfill - and that is to make sure that he got the secretary of the JuOhCho agency, out of the hands of the sadistic and powerful doctor.

He received a message from Muraki that he had captured Tatsumi in his sleep, and is now imprisoned in a cave called Alundra, located high up in the Alps of the Himalayas. Tsuzuki knew that this was to lure him towards his pale and blood-stained hands, but hell, he was not one idiot to fall for some cheap trick as that, when he knew that the doctor would try some sort of seductive act just so that he could get in to his pants. Tatsumi was in danger, and it enraged Tsuzuki to know that anyone would dare involve his friends - or is Tatsumi a friend - just to have a one night stand. He'd give just about anything to give the mad cow a punch or two in the face.

Luring him huh? What a joke! Using Tatsumi as bait, the damn idiot was smart, so Tsuzuki found himself making his way to Alundra! Tsuzuki despised Muraki more than he ever did at that moment, as he tripped on one of the loose chipped icy ground of the cave and landed with a thud, flat on his face. "He looked smart, he dresses smart and he acts smart too! But hell, can't he even think of a better place than this?" Tsuzuki grumbled as he got to his feet, and once again, called out. "Tatsumi!" Wrong move! Ice came showering down upon him. He brushed the silver glaciers off his black trench coat, and he did take in to consideration, that if he was human, he'd be purple in color by now. The damn place was cold!

He decided to keep his mouth shut and continued slipping, tripping and try- hard-to-do-so walking towards his unknown destination - another wrong move, because he did not know where Muraki had hidden Tatsumi in this massive refrigerator. He mentally kicked himself for being the all-around idiot that he was. He kept walking down the slippery tresses, until he saw a bright violet light glowing at the far end of the cave. His heart skipped a bit, and using the levitation advantage of a shinigami, he drifted towards the source. He gracefully landed on his two feet, as he came, face to face with a semi-translucent crystal orb in front of him, that seemed to be surrounded by some sort of violet light, in which would electrocute any sort of touch that may be directed towards it. Inside the crystal orb, was Tatsumi, floating in some sort of unknown and unseen force, his hair dancing around him, his glasses gone, and his clothing disorientated.

"Tatsumi!" Tsuzuki gasped and reached out for him, only to be sent flying towards the other end of the now spacious icy black cave, and to have his back collide painfully with the protruding and rough icy walls. He wheezed as he slowly got to his feet. He slightly limped towards Tatsumi and tried again to just take hold of him and once again, went flying to other end of the cave. He knew it was fruitless to do such a silly thing, that and he was injuring himself, but he'd rather bear this pain than just sit there and angst about not being able to save the secretary.

"You're smarter than that, Tsuzuki." The soft and hypnotizing voice of the doctor echoed. Tsuzuki shakily got to his feet and looked around in a daze. His head was throbbing now. "One should realize that the orb is untouchable." Muraki appeared from behind the orb, clad in white, his silver eyes flashing.

"I'm not giving up for the likes of you!" Tsuzuki spat.

"Oh?" Muraki said, raising an eyebrow. "Then what if I did this?" He snapped his fingers and the orb shattered, causing Tatsumi's immobile figure to land on the icy ground with a thud.

"Tatsumi!" Tsuzuki gasped and rushed towards him, nearly tripping in the process. He knelt beside the secretary. "Tatsumi! Tatsumi! Are you all right? Say something!" He turned the figure, so that he could see Tatsumi's front. His eyes widened when all he saw was the face of a lifeless mannequin. He dropped the figure and turned sharply towards Muraki. "You - You tricked me!"

Muraki smirked, his eyes glowing with desire. "It wasn't hard!" Tsuzuki fumed. "Now, Tsuzuki, why did you come here all the way?"

"I was not about to leave Tatsumi in to the hands of someone like you, you ass!" Tsuzuki spat. He crossed his fingers before him and murmured the chant to summon Suzaku, but before he could finish, a powerful force shoved him up on the wall, his shirt and coat blown in to tiny fabrics. He had a deep gash on his entire right side. His healing ability kicked in and soon the wound was closed, but even so, the pain was there, and Tsuzuki felt dizzy. He felt his insides twist, and he felt extremely funny. It was suddenly getting very hot and beads of perspiration were forming on his forehead, back and chest. His breathing was getting erratic. "What - What have you done to me?"

Muraki smiled and knelt before him, placing a kiss on his lips. "Nothing, my precious." He traced Tsuzuki's jaw line with his fingers. "I have done nothing. What have you done to yourself?"

Tsuzuki got a flash of a rather hazy vision in his mind. He saw a pair of hands, roaming about a pale body, touching and feeling. His body bucked as the vision disappeared. His world spun, his body bucked again as he surrendered to the awaiting arms of slumber.

"Tsuzuki, if only you could love me back the way I love you." Muraki said, kissing his Tsuzuki's lips gently. "Not even you can resist the drug I've given you, my sweet."

"Get your hands off him!"

Muraki got to his feet and turned, and found Hisoka and Tatsumi standing by the very entrance Tsuzuki came thru. "I was not expecting this."

"Tsuzuki!" Hisoka rushed up to Tsuzuki, as Tatsumi manifested shadows from the walls that gripped Muraki hard.

"This is futile, Tatsumi. There's nothing you can do now. Tsuzuki will be mine. Very soon." Muraki gave one last smile, before a film of white smoke surrounded him, then he was gone.

Tatsumi rushed next to Hisoka and checked Tsuzuki for injuries. "He's okay!" Hisoka said.

Tatsumi nodded, and both of them warped their way back to Meifu.

*

Tsuzuki moaned as lips descended upon his chest, kissing, sucking and nibbling. He arched to the ghostly touch that lingered below his navel, and gasped when he felt warm hands grasp his excited manhood. It was very hot! He was sticky with sweat, and his hair was plastered to his face. The black silk linen of the bed lay gripped in his fists, as once again, those lips began to trail down towards his navel.

"Oh yes!" Tsuzuki gasped, as a chuckle reverberated in the dark room that was illuminated by the moonlight pouring from the tainted windows. "Oh Tatsumi!"

Tatsumi's tongue ran up his length, teasing Tsuzuki. Tsuzuki gave out a whimper as Tatsumi slid a slick finger up his entrance, as his mouth claimed his length. Pleasure and pain mixed within Tsuzuki's body, and he gave out a loud cry, as he gasped out Tatsumi's name once again. His entrance stretched, as another digit slid in, and the set of white teeth nibbled gently on his manhood.

"Tatsumi! Please Tatsumi!" Tsuzuki begged, and Tatsumi gave him a smile as he positioned himself for entrance. With one push, Tatsumi entered Tsuzuki's warm tresses, as they both threw their heads back and moaned in unison. Everything stilled for a moment, as everything swirled in the spectrums of the rainbow. The slick heat of sex hung like a veil on the two lovers, whose breathing were ragged and labored. "Tatsumi." Tsuzuki breathed out, and Tatsumi began to move in and out of him, as each thrust earned the sweet music of hearing his name being lovingly said and breathed out loud by the delicious form below him.

Tsuzuki's body bucked, and Tatsumi called out his name. "Tsuzuki!" His voice was loud, and unsure.

Tsuzuki twisted as he grabbed hold of the silk sheets again and his back arched, his head being thrown from side to side. "Tatsumi!" He breathed out again, and with a jolt he sat up.

The moon lighted room was gone, the air of love making vanished and all that remained in Tsuzuki's field of image was a clean white room. He blinked and looked at himself. He was in a white yukata, that was now drenched in sweat. His hair hung like strips of leather from his head and his breathing was coming out in hard gasps. He brought a hand to his face. What a dream! He never had such dreams before. But he could not forget the loving look on Tatsumi's face, how beads of sweat trickled down his temples, how his lips were pink from the kisses they shared, how his blue eyes mirrored that of a passion that was only shown to him.

"Tsuzuki?"

Tsuzuki was startled from his thoughts as he jerked his head to the direction of the voice. He found Tatsumi sitting on a chair, eyes as hard as ever - yet there was a confused and embarrassed look in his features. "Tatsumi! What - What - I -"

"How do you feel?" Tatsumi asked.

"It's hot." Tsuzuki sighed and stared at his sweaty hands. "I can't think clearly and I just had the -" Tsuzuki stopped. What was he supposed to say? 'I had a dream that you and I were screwing each other like bunnies during mating season'?

"You had a what Tsuzuki?" Tatsumi asked slowly.

Tsuzuki looked at him slowly and swallowed a lump in his throat. "Migraine. I had the most painful migraine." He quickly looked away, when their eyes locked, blushing a bit.

"Tsuzuki? May I ask you something?" Tatsumi asked, and Tsuzuki flicked him a glance, and noticed the slight tinge of pink that were almost non- existent on Tatsumi's cheeks.

"Sure."

"Why were you calling out my name in your sleep?"

Tsuzuki's eyes widened, as he managed to choked out, "What?"

TBC

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