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
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
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'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 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
"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.
"Why were you calling out my name in your sleep?"
Tsuzuki's eyes widened, as he managed to choked out, "What?"
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