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2008-05-04T00:54:36Z

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Amazon Prince Part 4

2008-04-20T07:15:50Z

Title: Amazon Prince (4)
Characters: Fei, Mik, Yan, Yoh, Sunglasses
Disclaimer: Not my characters

AMAZON PRINCE- Part 4

Mikhail helped carry the beautiful stranger with three other soldiers back to the physician’s tent back at camp under the watchful eyes of the physician, though he had to mind his leg. A small crowd had gathered on the outskirts of the camp, their expressions curious and anxious to see what the commotion had been about.

Having anticipated this after sending that idiotic mule of a soldier, Mikhail had cut the Amazonian tunic and strange device off of the wounded chest before the physician had come and thrown them in the forest, leaving it bear so all would know it was not an enemy he was bringing to camp, but an ally. Mikhail himself was half naked, the flesh of his chest shining from the recent bath; his armor, sword, and shirt were being carried by the physician’s first-wife, who was as silent and stoic as his husband although something in the way the brown eyes danced showed his intellect and his inquisitiveness regarding the new patient.

‘That one may be a problem,’ Mikhail thought when his drop-it stare was answered with a mere lifted eyebrow.

Ignoring the on-lookers, Mikhail pushed past them and followed the beckoning physician to his tent. “Lay him on the table General,” the physician ordered, his eyes veiled by shadow and emotionless as expert hands poked and prodded the slightly tanned flesh of his patient, examining the wound from every angle before signaling to his wife to retrieve his tools and bandages with a slight nod of his head.

“He will live?” asked Mikhail, capturing a lock of shining obsidian between two fingers and pushing it back from the patient’s face.

“The wound is not deep, but it all depends on the amount of blood he has lost and the damage,” the physician stated, his black eyes not raising from his patient. The first wife returned and placed the tools down. “Now, you must leave me to work. Yoh, could you show the General out?”

Yoh silently gripped his arm and guided him away from the patient, although he had to struggle at first to get him to comply. Once they were beyond the tent, Yoh turned to him and said, “He is in good hands. I will send someone to find you when he dies or come to.”

Before Mikhail could reply, Yoh had returned inside the tent.

-----

“Yoh.” Yoh’s husband called half an hour after the General had left, his hand beckoning him closer.

“What is it Daisuke?” Yoh asked, one eyebrow lifted as he now noticed the patient was completely bare. It was his husband’s policy to check to see if there were any other wounds on his patient besides the obvious after treating the most prominent, so that wasn’t shocking. But seeing his husband stooped and examining something other than the patient was.

Yoh drew closer and leaned over Daisuke’s shoulders to see he was examining a gilded knife. “Is not that style Amazonian?” Yoh asked, recognizing it from having to pull similar knives from patients before.

“Yes, the patient was wearing these in straps around his legs. The pants I cut off were also made from Amazonian cloth.”

“Could he be an escaped plaything?” Yoh suggested, recalling stories from his childhood of Amazons using captured men as breeding stock.

“I doubt it. His body is skinny, true but he is accustomed to plenty of food and exercise. The leftovers we find have been starved. Plus, there is no blood on the knives.”

“Maybe he was a favorite or a pet and was allowed to wander?”

“I don’t know, but the arrow in his chest was clearly from our army. There is quite a story here.”

-----

Meanwhile…

“An Amazon?” Yanzhui laughed, a hand reaching out and gripping the foolish soldier by the throat. “Funny. Everyone else reports that it was definitely a man who was struck by your arrow.”

“It was an Amazon Sir! It had breasts…”

“And I suppose Mikhail hacked those off them and brought it here bare-chested?”

The foolish soldier was silent, knowing if he said anything more he would be killed right there. But he knew what he saw and that person was definitely a woman before.

“Not only that but you gave away your position.”

The soldier was silent.

“You are a fool,” Yanzhui observed. “But you can redeem yourself…”

The soldier’s head lifted at that in surprise. “How?”

“Kill Mikhail and frame the newcomer when we return to the palace.”

-----

Later that night…

“Fey?!” Nursemaid called as she searched the riverbanks. ‘Where is that foolish creature?’

The little male was probably somewhere sulking, but that didn’t stop her Queen from worrying. If only it could have died in some fever as a child, her problems would have been solved. However, the ugly creature had survived and she was forced to look after it for the rest of its life as though it were an infant.

“Fey!” she shouted again just as her foot tangled in something, she leaned down and was about to brush off when she recognized the texture as cloth. She picked it up and held it level with her eyes, noticing the large brown-red splash on the front with a hole. It had been the tunic Fey was wearing that morning when cooking.

What had that foolish male done now?

She sighed, knowing the Queen would blame her for the creature’s death. Not feeling like looking for a body in the dark, she put the tunic back where she found it. She’d just claim there had been no trace.

TBC…

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A/N: Thank you everyone for answering the poll.

Amazon Prince Poll

2008-04-17T01:57:58Z

Poll #1172398 Amazon Prince poll
Open to: All, results viewable to: All

Should Aki and Asami be in Amazon Prince?

View Answers

Yes
25 (78.1%)

No
7 (21.9%)

If YES, then should they be...

View Answers

Mikhail's parents (Aki being Mik's stepmother)
13 (44.8%)

Side characters
5 (17.2%)

master/ servant characters
13 (44.8%)

Other
3 (10.3%)

POLL IS NOW CLOSED

Amazon Prince, Part 3

2008-04-15T21:05:28Z

Title: Amazon Prince (3)
Characters: Fei, Mikhail, Yanzhui
Mentions: Liu Sr.
Disclaimer: Characters above are not mine.

AMAZON PRINCE- Part 3

Fey absentmindedly was working the drying mud out of the obsidian sheet he called his hair as he walked towards the river. The smell of dew grew stronger the closer he got to the river and a few small animals crossed his path. Perhaps he could hunt a little later for a snack?

Just as Fey reached the riverbank and was about to pull back the foliage of the tree to allow him access, a large splash made him freeze and jump. Who besides him was up and so far away from the village this early? It was probably just an animal but he had to make sure. He cautiously ducked down low and gently pulled back some branches and what he saw made him freeze, choke, and swell in joy all at once as heat poured into his body.

The person on the other side of the river was cleaning the side of a glistening leg from a wound, very muscular legs spread apart. Her hair was in slight blonde waves and shaped around her head and her eyes were downcast and utterly concentrated on her work, droplets of water clinging to the skin and sparkling as they caught the light of the morning sun.

But that was not caused his reaction. It was the fact that this stranger was like him. Her chest was flat and broad much like his only larger, the nipples the same red as a ripe cherry and perked from the cool water droplets. Between the muscled thighs lay a replica of the strange organ which lay between Fei’s, only it was thicker (his hand could probably not circle the entire length at once) and rising from a curtain of golden curls not black. Unfamiliar heat began to stir in his own long organ the longer he stared.

Another person like him...

Were they unique or were there others?

He had to find out. Throwing caution to the wind, he determinedly pushed back the foliage separating the path from the river. Just as he was about to shout out a greeting, a terrible pain erupted in his shoulder and he fell to his knees with a grunt and a wide eyed stare, his hands flying towards the damaged area, startled to encounter a thin stick. His gaze locked with the stranger before he looked down.

A stick… he pulled his hands away and looked at the blood staining his hands. His blood.

He’d been shot with an arrow above his heart.

He knew he would probably die…

He turned back to the person he had been observing earlier. It was unfair… to have found someone just like him and to be killed once he tried to approach.

He probably wouldn’t be missed anyway.

With that thought, his world went black.

-----

Mikhail was startled when suddenly tree branches were pulled back across from him, but what emerged took him completely by surprise. A beauty like he had never seen before… in Amazon clothes and smiling sweetly… or at least he was certain she had been smiling at him before an arrow whizzed past him and into her chest.

Suddenly he knew what the legendary hero Achilles felt when he faced the Amazon Queen at the battle of Troy. An incredible sense of loss washed over him as their gazes locked before she fell to the ground.

He seized his sword from among his clothes, the gleaming metal catching the light as he prepared to fight and shouted, “Show yourself!”

There was a slight rustling of leaves and twigs before a grunt soldier wearing the colors of Liu emerged, his ambiguous face shining in fear as he clutched simple his wooden bow to him as Mikhail had seen children clutch a favored toy. “I am sorry General Mikhail, but I was commanded by my General to follow you… I assume for your safety… so I shot the Amazon approaching you… sir.” The soldier was trembling.

Mikhail’s lips curled with distaste. Yanzhui had sent such an amateur that he didn’t even realize he was a spy? ‘How pathetic,’ he mused as he put his sword back on the ground with his clothes before striding across the river to gaze at the fallen Amazon, taking absolutely no heed to the fact that he was naked. She was dressed in a simple brown tunic and pants that seemed baggy even for an Amazon. He studied the beautiful face turned up towards him. Her coloring and slanted eyes were very much those of the Liu territory. The Amazons often took men from battle for breeding purposes, perhaps her father was a soldier who had been under Liu the Wise? The eyebrows were delicately arched and the lashes were long and elegantly curled, but there was something powerful about the face that made it slightly odd… wait was it his imagination or were her breasts slightly lopsided?

“General, wha… what are you doing?” the dimwitted soldier asked loudly from behind him. Mikhail hadn’t noticed him stepping into the river to follow him.

Ignoring him, Mikhail pushed the tunic shirt up to the wound, revealing the reason for the clothes being so baggy. The chest was broader than an average woman and a strange device over where a normal woman’s breasts would be was stuffed with cloth and when he stuck a hand underneath, he found the chest was undeniably flat, although it contained muscle.

To further confirm his suspicions, he snaked a hand down the front of the Amazon’s pants and found the tell-tale organ and velvety balls with soft curls strapped down with cloth instead of a soft mound.

A man? A beautiful man in the guise of a woman… it was unheard of where Mikhail was from. Such men were greatly sought after as first wives; his own ‘stepmother’ who had raised him had been and was still a great beauty.

Then he realized she… HE... was still breathing.

“Soldier, go get the physician. Tell him it’s urgent.” Mikhail suddenly commanded, surprising even himself.

“But… it’s an enemy…”

“Are you questioning my orders?” Mikhail asked, fixing the trembling soldier with an icy stare.

“N…no. I’ll go get the physician.” The soldier stuttered as he ran to go comply before the Mikhail could fulfill the dark promise that was in that icy stare, kicking up water as he tried to get across the stream as quick as possible.

Mikhail then turned back to captive and placed pressure on the wound to stop the flow of blood before too much was lost. A man posing as a woman? Could all the Amazons be actually men AND women? No… He’d been in many battles with different tribes of them and all the dead bodies after battle had been women and some had even gone into battle completely nude to face the enemy. But he had no idea what Amazonian society was like. Perhaps their men dressed like females there?

The captive in his arms had a story to tell and he was very anxious to learn it… that is if he survived. Perhaps he would even take him as his first wife.

-----

Meanwhile…

Yanzhui twitched in anger as he threw the order from his father that he had just received from a messenger to the ground. Liu the Wise was calling the attack off for now and ordering his troops to return home. Oh… how he hated his weak father! The old man could barely stand and here he was giving orders to Yan’s troops?

Yan was drawn out of his angered thoughts when he heard a loud call of, “Physician! I need a physician quick!”

Yan peeked outside of his tent to see his foolish spy running around the camp. A physician? Perhaps Mikhail was injured? He could barely contain his joy. If Mikhail was killed, then perhaps he could turn his sights on the Arbatov province?

TBC…

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A/N: If anyone was confused, Fei refers to Mikhail as ‘her’ or ‘she’ in the beginning because he doesn’t know the difference between male and female, having been told that men were animals and beasts when he was little he imagines them as animal creatures. He also still believes himself to be female, as does Mikhail at a certain point. I, as the writer, refer to Fei as ‘he’ because it would feel awkward to write about our beautiful dragon as “she” until he realizes his true sex. Also, ‘stepmother’ is the child’s reference to the ‘first wife,’ whose function was explained in the last chapter

Amazon Prince, Part 2

2008-04-08T03:31:15Z

Title: Amazon Prince (2)
Characters: Feilong, Nursemaid, Queen, the Twins, Mikhail
Mention of: Yanzhui, Liu Sr.
Disclaimer: Fei, Mik, Yan, and Liu Sr. aren't mine.

AMAZON PRINCE- Part 2

Fey returned from his bath at the river hours later with his hair hanging loose and glossy in a black waterfall down the back of his clothes that were carefully arranged to conceal the ‘flaws’ they hid beneath. He would have or rather should have been back far earlier but he had chosen to nap on the riverbed as there was nothing to do but wait. The sound of flutes, laughter, and the slight puff of grey-white smoke released into air from cooking fires hidden behind the trees told him instantly his people were victorious and few, if any, had been lost that day. Despite it being a day of celebration, he knew he was due for a lecture.

Speaking of which… he saw a blur heading towards him and sighed. Here it comes…

Nursemaid instantly ran to him, huffing like an unexercised horse after a day of training and seized him by a lock of hair. “BY THE GODDESS, GIRL, HAVE YOU NO SENSE?” she screamed in his ear. Well, it was safe to say he had no sense of hearing in that ear now. “The enemy was far too close to the village for you to go galloping around. Your mother is frantic!”

Without giving him a chance to explain himself, she dragged him by the hair towards the celebration. The smell of roasting meat on the spits assaulted his nose as the music grew louder before they emerged from the trees. The younger warriors, including his sisters, were roasting wild boar which set his stomach rumbling in preparation or playing music in celebration as was their duty as the youngest of the warriors. The elder members were served from Queen then to oldest through youngest. Those who had children were given their children’s portion with their own.

Amber eyes were darting around worriedly until Fey and Nursemaid came into sight. They quickly slid from relief to anger as the still beautiful Queen rose gracefully from her ceremonial chair to receive them in a calm manner so as not to attract attention. As was customary, the Queen greeted them with a hug, Nursemaid then Fey. Fey’s ‘hug’ appeared normal to the observer but actually consisted of a painful clawing into his sides and a harsh, heated whisper against the shell of his ear, “You know what you have done, daughter. Return to home now; no dinner tonight. I will say you have merely come across something that did not agree with you.”

Fey lowered his eyes as they flashed with pain and anger, a tiny part of him whispering evilly this celebration was for the normal women of the tribe anyway. Yet he merely nodded and did as he was told, walking the small distance back home on the dirt path, feeling even more hallow inside than before. Whether it was due to heartbreak or hunger he couldn’t decide which caused the feeling more. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his sisters smirking, two brown heads bent over the fire, as they watched him walk away. Yes, he did not belong here.

Once inside his home, he slipped beneath the blanket on his mat, willing the day’s events away from his mind as he told himself once more he would one day prove himself a worthy child of the Amazon Queen.

-----

The next morning…

Chief General Mikhail of the Arbatov province hissed slightly in pain from the healing sword wound on his leg as he walked towards the river, small droplets of blood trickling down trickling down his leg from having opened it up by moving. But he needed to bathe and cleanse his wound from the dirt the battle had left on his skin. Other generals like the vain Yanzhui of the Liu territory had sent their men to the river to fetch water but Mikhail refused to look weak in front of his men.

Mikhail found himself cringing in disgust and sympathy for the men who served under Yanzhui at the mere thought of the man. He wasn’t ugly on the outside, true, but his insides were twisted in such a degree that Mikhail bet if he were cut open, his heart and brain would be seen as rotting pieces of flesh. Generals were meant to lead the men in their armies into victory or death, but he was more inclined to stay behind fucking the young recruits more than lead anyone anywhere. The title had been handed down from the great and kind father, Chief General of the Liu territory, so there had been no great ability demonstrated to earn his title in the first place. Yanzhui gave all the surrounding Generals a bad reputation. Yet Mikhail was forced to work with him because their lands bordered each other and the Amazon territory and the Amazons were far too fearsome for his men only.

The Amazons were dangerous in both skill and ideal and therefore had to be crushed. But what frightened most were the ideals preached by these demon women.

The idea that men were the inferior sex had begun to spread to their own women somehow and if they were to allow it to continue, their societies would crumble. Men and women in both territories had firmly established roles. The role of a woman was to produce and raise as many children as possible and manage the household. Men, however, were defenders who protected their families or were ‘first wives’ who assisted their male defender in sexual relief and assisted the ‘second wife’ or female wife with raising children. (The role of ‘first wife’ was especially beneficial should the ‘second wife’ die in childbirth.) Even as ‘first wives’ men had far higher standing then women.

So here he was fighting Amazon warriors… and losing.

Mikhail was drawn away from his troubled thoughts at first sight of the babbling river. He sighed in relief and began to strip…

-----

Meanwhile…

Fey had just finished making breakfast alongside Nursemaid on the fire outside, all the while ignoring her endless lectures with thoughts of what to do that day. If it had been two weeks after the battle, Fey would have been able to step onto the battlefield and search for small objects left behind for the collection he had started as a child. Some had been pieces of jewelry, others had been fragments of swords, and even a small carving of an animal in wood, which was his favorite toy as a child. But it was far too soon and men may still be lurking nearby, so basically he had nothing to do.

As Nursemaid took a plate to his mother, he walked a little away and stretched his lazy muscles, bending this way and that, until he was hit with something that made him loose his balance and caused him to stumble slightly.

He looked up and saw his younger sisters smirking before walking away. He was shaking with anger as he reached up and felt the side of his head, finding a glob stuck in his hair and pulling some away. Mud.

Fey sighed in relief. They had done worse. He hated being dirty and his sisters knew it, so they sought to get him as dirty as possible, especially if he was unable to privately bathe. He would deal with them later. Right now, he had to clean himself up while no one was at the river…

TBC?

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premerseahshiko @ 2008-03-24T01:01:00

2008-03-24T05:00:46Z

15th continuation of "what if" up in YA community!

Announcement

2008-03-14T22:55:29Z

14th continuation of WHAT IF... up in Yamane Ayano community!

Link for it is also in shiko_fics

Amazon Prince- Part 1

2008-03-04T03:42:41Z

Title: Amazon Prince... Part 1
Characters: Feilong, OCs.
Disclaimer: Feilong is not mine.

Amazon Prince- Part 1

Eighteen years later…

Fey leaned towards the sun from the window, watching the flowers dance on the breeze as his mother sat in council with several warriors, daydreaming of the day when he finally went into battle. All the other girls his age had long since seen battle and had several badges of honor to prove it on their bodies. His own sisters who were two years younger had already seen battle. Yet, his mother had forbidden him to ride his horse out onto the field for fear that a doctor would be needed to dress a wound that would give away the fact that he was not like the others.

Fey had known for some time now that his body was misshapen. At the time when the other girls began to develop breasts, his chest had begun to widen but not develop any orbs. Nursemaid had to sew fake breasts for him. Even after five years, they had not developed. Yet the dangling piece between his legs, which was so different from the slits of the girls, had grown wider and longer and every now and again would rise and leak a milky substance, making him believe the Goddess had screwed up his body and placed some type of breast between his legs. Because of this, he doubted he would be able to have a child.

Fey knew this was probably the true reason of why he was not allowed onto the battlefield, despite his mother’s vision during his birth that proclaimed him a favorite of the Goddess herself and had to be protected.

So all Fey could do was dream about fighting against the demons called "men". He had never seen one before, but from the descriptions given in the stories the girls his age brought back, he could picture them. Large, hairy beasts whose only thoughts were to conquer and injure women. They smelled like rotten meat and sweat and were covered in dirt. Repulsive. Yet one had to mate with them to produce a child.

In his daydream, he rode out onto the battlefield, his long black hair flying in exact rhythm of the horse’s gallop as he had seen his mother do. The boar-like men were snorting and stumbling on the ground before he descended. Retrieving a dagger from under his clothes, his would…

Hearing his name, he snapped back to attention, interrupting his daydream from its climax.

His old nurse was standing behind him with a look of frustration on her wrinkled face, the one breast remaining from her days as an archer heaving and he cringed. "Princess Fey, you know you are expected to be at the temple to offer sacrifice in prayer for your sisters’ victory tomorrow."

"The priestesses are far better suited for that task than me." It was a nice way of saying the priestesses had kicked him out after they discovered most of his sacrifices revealed too many double meanings when the entrails were read, most of them stemming from deformed organs. But as if he would tell the old woman that.

"Yes, but the whole tribe looks upon you as a favorite of the Goddess so they believe you would hold far more sway."

Fey sighed. "I doubt it. I am not blessed by the goddess but cursed."

The old woman snorted. "That’s how I feel after having to put up with you for eighteen years, you lazy bag of bones. All you do is daydream, ride your horse, and train for a battle you will never see. Get that pretty head of yours out of the clouds and be the icon you were born to be, Princess."

If only Fey could believe that. He always felt like he was something else, that he was born to do something greater than read entrails and stars. He didn’t want to be a pretty bauble when he didn’t believe he was pretty in the first place. He was deformed and therefore he was ugly.

Suddenly, Fey became aware of a cry from birds in the distance and there was a slight vibrating of the shudders. Instinctively, he turned his head towards the cry and placed a barefoot on the floor and waited. The ground was trembling.

"Nurse, the ground is trembling."

The old nurse quickly quieted, pulling a foot free from her sandals and felt the ground as well. A look passed over her face and she soon commanded, "Go quick and tell your mother."

Fey obeyed, breaking into a run with ease, the familiar architecture passing in a blur as he ran. His ability to run faster than all the other people in the village was the only thing he loved about his body, although what the Goddess intended him to use this skill for he had no idea. Perhaps what would happen today was the reason.

He soon reached the council house across the village and he burst in, slightly panting as he said, "Mother, something is wrong. The ground is trembling to the southwest."

The warriors, froze and felt the movement for themselves. Fey’s mother the Queen stood her beautiful face with its many scars in pure rage. "It seems the enemy are here quicker than expected. Warriors to arms!"

A shout ripped through the council building as the brave warriors women went off to collect their armor until only Fey and the Queen were left. She walked up to him, pride shinning in her bronze eyes as a gentle hand rested on his cheek. "You have made me proud this day daughter. You are truly a gift from the Goddess. While everyone around you is moving, you stop and listen. You are truly touched by our Goddess Hera."

A sudden surge of hope filled him. "Does that mean I can join you in battle Mother?"

The Queen’s pride left her face and was quickly replaced with anger, gripping his head tightly so it was forced to meet her eyes. "Absolutely not Daughter. Your place is here and it shall always remain here. Do you understand me!"

Black eyes lowered. "Yes Mother." His place was to remain behind because he was different. His place was to await his mother’s and sisters’ returns. His place was to look after the children when his sisters chose to mate with a man but to never have children himself for men were only spoils of war. His place was to be among his people but to be separate from their ways of life. All because he was different.

The Queen finally released him and he stayed routed to the ground as though nailed there until the sound of horses signaled that the warriors had left.

There was one good thing about being left behind. At least with everyone gone, he could enjoy a bath in the river.

To Be Continued

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Amazon Prince- Prologue

2008-03-03T06:32:32Z

Title: Amazon Prince (Prologue)
Characters: Feilong, Will include: Mikhail, Liu, Yan,
Disclaimer: Not my characters
Summary: Fey has always been different but no one told her... or rather him... how different until he accidently meets an 'enemy'.
A/N: This story will be continued alongside Lies, Sex, and Genes.

AMAZON PRINCE- Prologue

The large room reeked of blood and sweat, as one would expect from a room that had just seen the entry of a new human being. The afterbirth had long since been wrapped up and placed aside as an offering to the Goddess as thanks for the health of the mother.

The midwife gazed at the bloodied body of the baby in disgust. Tiny arms reached out towards the woman’s slightly wrinkled and battle-scarred face in curiosity, but its tiny plea did not affect the woman in the slightest. A male. It was of no use to them.

"My child?" the woman on the bed asked, her voice still strained from screaming and her pleading face still sticky in sweat.

"I’m sorry, my Queen but it is male. I will dispose of…" the midwife’s voice trailed off as a blade was pressed against her throat before she could even finish her sentence. "My Queen?"

"You will do no such thing to my child!" the woman rasped, seizing the child with the other arm from the midwife’s arms, her bronze eyes flashing dangerously in warning.

The midwife was calm. This wasn’t the first time a woman refused to give up her son, but they always did in the end. "My Queen, I am sorry that this child was born a male but there will be others. You should know better than anyone that we cannot raise a male among the Amazons."

"That is why you will not breathe a word of this to anyone."

The midwife’s eyes went wide. "But my Queen, you cannot mean…"

"My daughter was born today, not a boy. He will be raised as a she and if you breathe a word of this to anyone, I will kill you." Her bronze eyes glittered in confirmation of the deadly promise as she pulled the dagger back from the midwife’s neck and placed it back into the sheath.

"My Queen, this is not our way!" the midwife gasped, watching in horror as the Queen began to rock the now sleeping boy against her. "You cannot expect to hide its true sex forever!"

"So you say." The Queen’s eyes softened as she watched the baby snuggle against her. He was beautiful, his dark blue eyes that she knew would fade to black stared back up at her in a face that she saw held so much of her own features. Shining midnight black hair already graced the tiny head. Yes, her child could pass as her daughter and no one would be the wiser. Of course, she would have to have other children to lead the clan because he couldn't provide the next heir but she could simply say Goddess Hera had another plan for this little one.

"But my Queen…"

"You have been promoted to nurse. You will assist me in taking care of my beautiful child," the Queen interrupted.

"But my Queen…!" the midwife exclaimed.

"You will protect her identity. Is that understood?" the Queen asked, her eyes once again hard as she met the midwife’s gaze. Her bronze eyes softened again as she turned her gaze on the baby. "Her name will be Fey."

The midwife had no choice but to comply.

Lies, Sex, and Genes, Sidestory: Takato and Yoh

2008-02-03T04:31:47Z

Title: Lies... SIDESTORY
Characters: Takato, Yoh
Mention of: Asami
Disclaimer: Not my character
Warning: OOC at times... sorry

LIES, SEX, AND GENES ... SIDESTORY- Takato and Yoh

Five years before Takato met Takaba Akihito...

Yoh sighed as he waited for his next customer to be guided to the booth. He'd been working as a host for the past year having chosen to not go into the family business of assassination. Although he could sense nearly everything about his surroundings by touch, smell, sound, and taste, he could not read letters on pieces of paper and therefore finding work was very difficult. Then he'd heard someone talk about a host club who specialized in mutant hosts and he went to seek them out. He used his heightened abilities to delight his customers- small tricks such as identifying what they had eaten earlier to identifying the mood the person was in instantly made him a very popular host.
"Tough day?" his friend who called himself Tiger asked.
Yoh smiled slightly. A tough day in the past meant missing a kill by a split second and having to lay low for a few months before attempting again or until his customer changed their mind, either way he lost some or the entire second half of his payment but Tiger didn't need to know that. "No, my friend, just a little annoyed at having to do the same parlor tricks over and over again."
"At least your throat isn't sore at the end of the day for purring at a customer."
Yoh smirked. "And I bet you make it worse when you go over to what's-his-name's place." Yoh felt the air and ground move slightly, indicating Tiger's embarrassment. He lost the smirk as he regained his seriousness. "You should be careful. The boy is a Norm and he still has another boyfriend."
"Akito is going to leave him, Yoh. The reason it is taking so long is he's abusive so we're trying to figure a safe way out."
Yoh had only met Akito once before and he knew the situation was probably true. The small college student had given him no indication of deception but Yoh had instantly know the boy was weak in body and mind. The poor thing had probably been put down all his life and it had eventually become normal. Yoh knew Tiger was probably the man to help the boy with his spirit but any relationship between a Norm and a mutant was dangerous at this time. The newly formed group- the Snakes- were killing such couples for the sake of 'perserving the purity of the human race'. "Just be careful."
Tiger ignored Yoh's comment as paranoia as Yoh knew he would and proceeded to change the subject. "On another note, have you thought about what I said?"
"If you are refering to me joining your illustrious 'A', how do you know he truly has the best interests of mutants at heart and is not just a counter hate-group to the Snakes? Besides the Snakes' activities are still contained within China."
Tiger slid into the booth, the slight wooshing air on Yoh's cheek indicating he was flicking his tail back excitedly. "When you first meet him, Yoh, he is terrifying. But as you talk to him, you understand he simply wants to protect those like us. I've seen him take in abused kids and in a week they begin to smile."
Yoh sighed at his friend's antics. "You are far too trusting."
"If you want to take your life into your own hands, sometimes you need to take risks. At least I know I'm helping our cause."
Before they could discuss the matter further, the manager comes over and shoos Tiger away from Yoh, although Yoh can hear the playfulness in his voice before he turns towards him and says, "You have another customer Yoh."
Yoh inwardly groans. Judging on the bunch who came in already, he'd probably get another Norm girl who insisted on squealing shrilly as he performed his parlor tricks and then ask him to play the part of the villianous mutant whose only intent was to seduce the virginity from beautiful Norm girls. Yoh was quite an actor; no one who didn't know him guessed he was actually gay.
Instead of clicking heels, however, he heard the sound of flat shoes and he smelled the scents distinct to a man such as a slight salty odor of semen before his customer slid into the booth. "Hi, I'm Takato."
Yoh raised his eyebrows. The sound the material this Takato was wearing against the booth was that of a uniform and his hands held the smell of ink. This kid was a student. "Aren't you a little young to be here Takato?"
The boy chuckled. "I actually completed high school today. I thought I would celebrate by checking this place out."
"Congratulations," Yoh said automatically as he took a sip of the drink in front of him.
Takato leaned a little closer. "So what's your name?"
"Yoh."
The rest of the night proceeded much in the same way, with Takato talking about his dream of being a reporter once he attended university and Yoh answering questions of his own life with very few words. However, strangely the fake smile Yoh usually pasted on his face for customers gradually turned into a real, although slight, smile, but only Yoh's friend Tiger saw the change. Takato did not ask for the parlour tricks and at the end Yoh asked, "Takato, why did you choose this host club?"
Takato's smile was evident in his voice as he responded, "Because I've had a crush on you for months when I first saw you enter this place when I was walking home from school."
Yoh was taken off guard. He said absolutely nothing.
"Can I come back and see you?" Takato asked as he got up to leave, swinging his coat over his shoulder.
Again Yoh was silent.
Takato just smiled and left. A few seconds later Tiger returned to tease his friend.

Takato came to the mutant host club every weekend and somehow he convinced Yoh to go out with him. In hindsight Yoh assumed he agreed just to stop Takato from pestering him. Yoh gradually got used to the energetic younger man being by his side and even found himself missing the idiot when they were separated for a long amount of time. They saw each other as much as the could between Takato's studying at university and Yoh's late work schedule. Ten months later they were still together, but all that was about to change.
It was a late Friday afternoon when Yoh walked up the concrete steps of the host club's building. It had been a day like any other. Takato had come over to his apartment after his last class for the day and 'woke him up' (Yoh only pretended to be asleep each time to please Takato but in reality he was awake when the key scrapped the lock of his door) with a kiss and a fresh brewed cup of coffee. They had watched some news together, ate dinner (or in Yoh's case breakfast) and talked about random subjects while the television whispered with the noises of some anime cartoon that Takato had left on. When it began to get late, Yoh had to leave and Takato stayed behind in the apartment to sleep until Yoh could get back so they could spend Saturday together.
As soon as he entered the building, Yoh knew something was wrong. Normally the soft music from the club could be made out as soon as he entered the building but there was no slight trill of a sax gliding to his ears just the sounds of the city behind him. He took the stairs with caution until he finally arrived at his destination, opening the door to hear the sounds of some of the hosts and his boss crying.
Knowing by octave which sob belonged to his boss, he approached him. "What is wrong?"
"Tiger and his lover were killed by some Snakes yesterday and they left us a warning."
Yoh was of course used to death. He had after all been trained as an assassin. But the thought of his annoying, energetic friend being dead brought a lump to his throat as his mind denied it, expecting Tiger to walk in suddenly and announce it had all been a very bad prank to get Yoh to show more emotion. He waited, but it never happened.
'Warning?' Yoh suddenly realized after an echo of his boss's words sounded in his head, the shock still hanging over him. His question was answered immediately by awareness of the smell of cheap paint drying behind him. "What does it say?"
" 'Keep Norms and Mutants separate or there will be consequences.' They also had a list of Norms seen here frequently," another host said, their voice hoarse indicating they had been crying. There was no way that was an act.
Yoh was still trying to wrap him mind around his friend's death as a terrifying thought raised through it. "Takato... was Takato's name on that list?"
The room became tenser.
"Was his name on the list?!" he repeated angrily, surprising everyone in the room. Yoh's anger like every other emotion for him was always quiet and subtle, except for now.
"Yes.... it was," his boss choked out.
In that moment Yoh made a decision he would regret for years.
"Get me in touch with 'A'."

Takato and Yoh spent Saturday as planned, even going dancing at night as though nothing had happened. Takato's laugh as Yoh spun him around the dance floor almost made Yoh loose the slightly happy mask he wore on his face as the thought struck him of how much he was going to miss that laugh and voice. But he had to follow through with the plan if the boy was going to be safe.
Exhausted after dancing, Takato and Yoh returned to Yoh's apartment and collapsed on the bed in their sweaty clothes, earning another laugh from Takato as his mouth descended on Yoh's. Eager hands worked the obstacle of their clothing away until both were naked and Yoh was on top of Takato, suckling on the place pink nipple shining against its tanned environment as his lover arched and moaned in encouragement. When the nipple blushed bright red with abuse, he moved on to the next one while tweeking the still wet twin with his hand, pinching and making Takato wither against him, the cock pressing into his chest indicating he was about to burst.
Yoh had pity on him and moved the hand down to his lover's ass where he began stretching and lubricating the clenching muscle for penetration.
"Yoh... please... now..." Takato panted.
And Yoh slid in, enjoying his final embrace as he thrust inside his lover's tight passage again and again earning sweet musical moans. In order to protect him he would have to leave him. And to honor his friend's memory he would fight against those who had killed him. He had lived the life of an assassin before and if need be he would do it again.

The next morning when Takato awoke, he found the other side of the bed empty and most of the apartment bare of most of Yoh's personal things. Confused in his half-wake state he turned lunged for the piece of paper on the pillow, only to find it was in brail. When he would translate it later, he would find it to say: 'This is for the best. Be happy.'

And so Yoh became Wolfhound and it would be a year before he would become close to anyone again.

TBC

Sorry this update took so long. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FEILONG! Next sidestory will be Yoh and Feilong
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Lies, Sex, and Genes Part 27

2008-01-07T05:07:50Z

Title: Lies... (27)
Characters: Akihito, Asami, (OC- Scales), Takato, Kou, Tao, Feilong, Wolfhound
Disclaimer: Except for Scales, no characters belong to me. :(

LIES, SEX AND GENES Part 27

Three days after the death of Liu Sr...

"Don't say it," Akihito warned 'A' as he recognized the look on his face while the teenagers in his 'care' snickered behind him. A much more easy relationship had developed between the two after Akihito's 'escape' over two weeks earlier despite the fact that if he was not in his room, he was constantly in the company of two guards. Wanting to feel useful, he had volunteered as an instructor for a makeshift art class for the kids in the manor. This was the sixth class and while the previous classes had all been sketching, the lessons he had recalled from being in school himself, this class's entire period of two hours had been spent 'examining the graphics of videogames'.
In Akihito's defence it had been the kids' idea and it had been absolutely fun until 'A' walked in and saw something Akihito probably would never live down.
"And what would I say Akihito?" 'A' asked with a smirk as he stuffed a cigarette between his lips and lit it, doing it deliberately slow because he knew his smoking annoyed his young lover and he was too cute in his discomfiture.
"You know very well what you bastard!"
"Such language in front of children Akihito? Whatever happened to the quiet and withdrawn photographer that Ice and Wolfhound picked up?" 'A' asked with a grin, blowing out smoke in Akihito's direction.
The teenagers' laughter had escalated. Scales was rolling, more hissing in amusement than laughing, on the carpeted floor below the television as the system blinked: Game Over, Player 1 Wins! Scales of course had been Player 2.
"You mean kidnapped!" Akihito corrected, hands on his hips and brown eyes glowing. "Fine, just come out and say it. Get it over with before I pull my hair out!"
"I still have no idea what you are referring to," 'A' said, smirking in as he blew more smoke out. Then, just as Akihito was about to respond he commented, "But your victory dance is quite amusing. I believe it would be better in a belly dancing outfit in the privacy of our bedroom."
A few of the teenagers stopped laughing and went beat-red along with Akihito while the girls continued giggling. The two guards assigned Akihito were also flushed beat-red behind their sunglasses. It was one thing knowing your charge and your boss were gay and sleeping together, it is quite another to get an image of what they do behind closed doors.
Before Akihito could recover, Demon appeared with a message. "There are two men by the name of Takato and Kou in the lobby, demanding to see Takaba-san."
Tension quickly replaced embarrassment as 'A' watched Akihito's face very carefully, the golden orbs taking in each and every flicker of emotion, as he attempted to recall the two.
"Takato," Akihito whispered as though testing the name out on his tongue and then realization hit and a small, embarrassed smile lit his face as he instantly recalled it was the name of the guy who had saved him.
Akihito missed the way the golden orbs flashed in jealousy for only a fraction of a second before 'A' put out his cigarette and commaned apathetically, "Let us give these two a proper greeting. Come Akihito."

Takato leaned against the banister if the large stairway in the lobby of the mansion, his ears listening for footsteps approaching them as his gaze flickered between Kou, who was busy with some file and a highlighter, and the two guards in matching suits and sunglasses who stood in front of the adjoining wings, studying their every movement.
"Are you really sure that this is the place Kou?" Takato asked his dark-haired friend for what seemed to be the hundredth time since Kou had finally cracked 'A' 's true identity as Asami Ryuuichi, the reclusive billionaire heir of one of the greatest businessmen of all time, who somehow managed to become a billionaire in a year. From what Takato remembered in viewing his father's articles from around the time he was born, the money of the Asamis stopped growing at a superhuman rate when the elder Asami's wife died. The reporters at the funeral commented that the sudden decline was due to heartbreak. The heir had managed to create a significant spike since he took over, but nothing compared to his father.
"Yes Takato," Kou remarked robotically, having answered so many times, and not taking his eyes from the file he was highlighting.
Takato sighed, leaning even more against the wood. However, this trip wouldn't be a complete waste if Kou were wrong. Even if Asami Ryuuichi didn't have Takaba-san or wasn't 'A', Takato's reporter instincts were itching for an interview on how the young heir viewed his father's success and his own. But what he wanted more than anything was to know that Takaba-san was alright.
Truthfully, the reason why Takato was going to these lengths were because Takaba-san reminded Takato so much of his first mutant boyfriend, despite the fact that their personalities were very different. It was the way they carried themselves and their need for love yet their refusal to acknowledge that need. He had let his wolf slip away but he thought about him everyday and he worried about him. Now he at least wanted to know if the cute boy who kissed him survived the Snakes.
The sound of giggling and the running of tiny feet wafted down the stairwell and Takato tilted his head back a little and gazed up, then lowered his head again when there was no movement. Kou met his gaze after the sound and shrugged. Takato took that to mean Asami-san had no known children so it couldn't have been one of them. However, it could confirm that the entire base of 'A' 's group had been moved to the mansion following the attack.
Suddenly there were footsteps on the stairs as a group of four descended from the third floor as a few heads leaned over and gazed down from the floor they had left. Takato pushed himself away from the banister and turned to the stairs, smiling as he recognized the smallest male when he had descended to the second level, a tall and more bulkier figure beside him and two even bulkier figures in suits identical to the two guards in the lobby. Takato cast a brilliant smile until the first pair became clearer and Takato noticed the firm hand on Takaba-san's waist, their posture, and the look in the taller man's flashing eyes as they descended towards them. It was like the taller male with the golden eyes was screaming that Takaba-san was his. Takato's smile dimmed and he moved back slightly at the warning in the man's eyes.
Takaba, obviously aware of this display, was blushing but displaying more emotion and energy than Takato would have expected to see in an empath when not channeling. Takaba-san was alive and he was actually happy. "Hello Takato. 'A' this is the nice guy who saved me from the Snakes when I distracted them from Scales."
So the imposing figure was the mysterious 'A' afterall.
"Oh?" Golden-eyes narrowed on him while the large right and that had been on Takaba-san's waist came slightly away from the smaller male's body and extended in the Western- tradition of a handshake. "Thank you for saving Akihito. He tends to be a handful."
So Takaba-san was 'off the market' then. Takato kept a smile plastered on his face as he returned the gesture, adding a slight bow. "I am just glad to know he was safe and unharmed during the Snakes' attack."
Golden-eyes glistened in amusement. "You tracked us down simply to know if a stranger was alright?"
"He reminds me of someone I loved once," Takato answered truthfully. Not to mention he had hoped to sweep the boy off his feet like he originally planned, but he was not stupid enough to go against 'A' 's group.
Takaba blushed.
"We appreciate your concern," 'A' responded. "If that is all..."
"Actually, we were hoping for an interview with you Asami-san to discuss the role of your organization and how it came to be. The public have rarely heard your side of the story," Kou responded, calling attention to himself.
For a while everyone was silent as 'A' 's lips twitched in amusement. "I believe that can be arranged if there are certain facts kept out of the public eye. For the safety of my people you understand."
Kou nodded, tape recorder in hand as 'A' motioned for them to enter a room to the left as there was a knock on the main door behind them.
One of the guards answered it and a within seconds someone shouted, "Fire-sama is back!"
The group already gathered in the lobby turned as a small boy and a beautiful man with long black hair pulled back at the nape of his neck entered the building followed closely by another male with long bangs in his eyes.
Takato barely spared the beautiful man a glance before focusing all his attention on the last man the second he walked in the door.
"Yoh?" Takato asked softly, barely believing the sight before his eyes.
Sightless brown eyes lifted to the direction of the voice as the head tilted slightly as though trying to determine the owner of the voice. Only someone skilled would have noticed how the nostrils of the third man flared slightly as he sniffed the air for a scent. As his face darkened slightly, he asked, "Why exactly are you here Takato?"
With that statement it seemed Takato's prayers for the two mutants had been answered, but that neither were meant to bring him personal happiness.

To Be Continued...

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Lies, Sex, and Genes Part 26

2007-12-27T23:50:20Z

Title: Lies... (26)
Characters: Feilong, Yoh, Tao, Liu Sr.
Mention of: Yan, OCs, Ice
Disclaimer: Not my characters. I wish they were, then I might have more money for college... but they're not :(
Warning: Very sad part
Author's note: SO sorry this is five days late but my AC power adapter for my laptop decided to break so I couldn't finish this part 'til now. Hope everyone had a happy holiday! ENJOY.

LIES, SEX AND GENES... Part 26

"Wolfhound?" Fire whispered in shock as the blindfold was finally removed and he saw who had saved him. He only whispered because he was scared that even yelling loud would wake him up from this marvelous dream that he was having. If Wolfhound had fired that shot, that meant that even a dream Yanzhui wouldn't be able to escape his deadly accuracy and he was free as well as the safety of Ice and his son guaranteed. It was a marvelous dream, too detailed for it to be an unconscious dream. He supposed he must have finally gone insane and sank into a dream world, but at the moment he didn't care.
Fire sighed, preparing to thank the illusion for his assistance when he was enveloped in a warm embrace. Wolfhound's arms lacedacross his back, the fingers tangling accidently in his long locks and a pale cheek rested on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry Fire. I should have been there to protect you sooner." Wait... not any Wolfhound he could imagine would never do this so suddenly.
Before Fire could recover from his shock and struggle out of the hold, he was released from the embrace. This was far too strange for even a dream. Perhaps it was reality after all.
"I am sorry for startling you Fire. I will take you to your Father now."
"My Father?" Fire repeated softly. Why would his Father be here? "Wait... how did you know how to get in undetected? Or for that matter how did you and Puppy communicate?" Even though Baishe was still not at its full strength when he was retrieved, the compound was always impregnable and the calls, even cellular calls, made inside the building were monitored.
A slight smile lit Wolfhound's lips, the kind of smile Fire was used to seeing when Wolfhound won an argument against Ice. "You have your father to thank for that. He knew of some loop holes in the security system."
Before Fire could ask another question, they had stopped at a room of the hotel whose door opened the instant the door handle was turned, revealing its two occupants. The first occupant, Puppy, was no longer in his pajamas but in casual clothing, a bright smile on his face as he flew to Fire and threw his arms around him.
"I'm so happy it worked Fire- sama! Now that you are away from that evil man you can smile again!"
Fire stroked Puppy's hair affectionately as he looked at the other occupant of the hotel room. His father sat in a wheelchair, far more aged and weak than Fire ever remembered him to be. He was unhooked from the machines so his breathing was loud and labored. Wrinkles decorated almost every inch of his skin except for his hands which were that of a young man still. He was dressed in something simple and common which was a shock for someone who was used to seeing him in high fashion clothing for as long as he could remember. But despite all this, Liu senior looked even more warm and inviting than Fire had seen him since his childhood.
Fire knew that look would change once he found out Yan was dead and he was a mutant who had been weak enough to be forced to have an incestious relationship with his brother. He lowered his gaze in shame.
"I will take Puppy," Wolfhound announced suddenly, grasping the small twelve-year-old by the hand and leading him away before Fire could protest.
Fire found himself gazing at the closed door that was forcing him to face his father's rejection for several moments before he turned around to find his father studying him closely. He shifted his feet nervously in the deafening silence of the room.
"Feilong, come here please," the strained voice implored as a hand was extended.
Fire came closer and knelt in front of his father's wheelchair but he did not meet his gaze.
"I must truly look awful for your beautiful eyes to be filled with such shame," Liu stated, his voice rasping.
Fire was so startled that he looked up. "No Father! It's not that at all... it's me that I am ashamed of!" Then his dark red eyes went wide as he realized what he just admitted.
A soft smile lit the old man's cracked lips as a hand came out to capture a dark lock of his son's hair. "There is nothing a man of honor such as yourself should be ashamed of."
Fire flinched and lowered his eyes. "I am not what you think I am Father."
"Oh? How so, my beautiful son?"
"I.... I am not a man of honor Father. In fact, I believe you will think me disgusting when... when you learn the truth."
A trembling finger reached out to capture his chin. "And what truth would that be?"
"Father... I'm a..." Fire swallowed before continuing. "Father, I'm a mutant." He cringed and waited for a slap and shout of disgust, but it never came.
"And why would that make you a dishonorable man?"
"Because that is what made Yanzhui go insane and..."
"Feilong, look at me," the rasping voice commanded. When Fire did so, he continued, "Yanzhui was mentally ill but it was not your fault. I should have seen the signs over ten years ago when the mood between the two of you began to change and sent him to a doctor." Fire watched as a chill ran through his Father before he asked. "Feilong, what did Yanzhui do to you?"
Fire softly shook his head as his eyes gleamed with shame. His father may have accepted he was a mutant, but he would never accept this. "Please... dont ask me Father."
"He raped you didn't he?" his Father asked quietly.
Fire tensed, but didn't respond, but it was caught by Liu's wise eyes.
"I'm so sorry that I failed to protect you, my angel. I should have known when you lost your smile that something was wrong, but I just assumed that it was because you were growing up."
Red eyes still contemplated the floor.
"Feilong, I do not have much time left and there is something that I need to tell you that I haven't told you before."
The deep ruby eyes lifted. "Don't speak like that Father. You could live for many more years..."
"No, my son, I couldn't. Those machines I was hooked to were the only things keeping my body functioning," Liu cut him off. Despite that horrible news he maintained a tranquil voice as he pushed the dark lock he had been toying with behind his son's ear.
"Then we must get you ho..."
"No, Feilong. I was a prisoner in that room for far too long. I'm tired Feilong and I long for death to ease my pain."
The deafening silence returned once again.
After a few minutes Feilong found his voice and asked, "How long?"
"About a week, just enough time to get to know my son and grandson better."
"Father... 'Tao' is..."
"The child of your heart but not your body?"
Fire's eyes widened. "How...?"
"Tao told me before we began to work on our escape plan," Liu said with a smile. "He is the child of your heart just as you are the child of mine."
"Father?" Fire asked in astonishment. Did he just say he was not his father's son?
Taking another labored breath to prepare himself for the long explaination, he began, "Feilong, you are not my son biologically. Your mother was the daughter of one of my elder politician friends. You look so much like her. You have her face and hair, but hers was much more softer and gentle. And like you did when you were a child, she would brighten up a room with only a smile." He smiled gently as his eyes took in each detail of the phantom girl in his young son's face. "She was only a teenager when she was raped. She immediately came to me, crying and seeking my protection. As a favor to her father and as part of the attachment I felt towards her, I killed the man who hurt her. When she was found to be pregnant with you, she told me it was the only good thing to come out of it."
"So why have I never met her?" Fire asked quietly.
"She was too young to carry a child and she unfortunately died a few days after giving birth to you. She asked me to raise you as my own and once she placed you in my arms, I couldn't say no. She called you her little dragon, so I named you Feilong."
"And my grandfather?"
His father heaved a heavy sigh. "Unfortunately he saw her as a disgrace even though it was not her fault. He disowned her and he never asked to see you."
With that they both sat in silence, the weight of what each had learned from the other sinking in.
Finally, Fire said, "Father, thank you for raising and loving me."
Liu's face split into a mischievous grin.
"You know, I would be proud to have that mutant Wolfhound as my son-in-law," Liu said teasingly.
"He's only a friend Father," Fire stated firmly.
"That's too bad. So I guess the one you like is this 'Ice' character Tao told me about?"
Fire blushed.

Liu lived the last of his days on Earth in the hotel with his son and grandson, laughing and sharing his knowledge and love as much as he could with both of them. He passed away eight days after the rescue with a smile on his lips.
As for the media concerning Yanzhui's death, they had reported he had been shot due to Triad- related activity and his reacquired brother was currently in a safehouse.
All over the world, the mutants rejoiced that the Snakes' former leader was no more.

To Be Continued

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premerseahshiko @ 2007-12-23T23:51:00

2007-12-24T04:52:52Z

Sorry readers but I couldn't write Part 26 today. It will be up Christmas Eve or the 25.

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2007-12-22T18:37:58Z

At the request of several of my readers, I have decided to organize my fics and created a new community for that purpose.

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Lies, Sex and Genes... Part 25

2007-12-22T02:03:21Z

Title: Lies.. 25
Characters: Feilong, Tao, Yanzhui, Mikhail, Ocs (Vlad and Peter), Mystery character
Mention of: Asami
Disclaimer: Only the OCs are mine, the rest belong to Yamane Ayano.

LIES, SEX AND GENES... Part 25

One week later...

Fire sat in front of his vanity, lifeless dark red eyes roaming over his reflection to detect any flaws in his appearance. His long obsidian hair had been combed to perfection and pinned by two jade snake clips with ruby eyes. He was dressed in a deep green cheongsum with gold embroidery that created the design of graceful and fierce snakes along his chest. Beneath he had on black silk pants and elegant leather boots that were shined to perfection. Satisfied that nothing was wrong, Fire lowered his eyes away in disgust from the illusion of the beautiful 'soldier' before him.
His brother had ordered him to wear this attire tonight for the party he was throwing to celebrate the revival of the Baishe and the return of many of its former members. Tonight was to be full of fake pleasantries, tension between rival groups attending, and pathetic attempts at having a good time while Yanzhui showed off the precious jewel he had reclaimed. Fire felt ill just thinking about it, the thought of Yan leading him around by hands on his waist brought the taste of bile into his throat.
Fire tensed when the door was cracked and the sound of the music downstairs wafted to his ears. He didn't even look over at the door as footsteps approached him, sure it would be Yan.
"Fire-sama?" a small voice called out, making Fire turn his head so fast towards the door in shock he nearly caused himself whiplash.
Seeing his son there instead of Yan, he relaxed visibly. He put on a slight smile and beckoned the pajama-clad boy towards him. Gathering the young boy in his arms, he asked softly, "Why are you still up Puppy? You know it is past your bedtime."
"Actually, I plan on being up all night."
"And why is that?" Fire asked with a slight chuckle while long fingers affectionately ruffled the boy's raven locks.
"Because we're going to escape tonight," Puppy responded in a whisper.
Long fingers froze instantly and Fire's heart skipped a beat in terror. He seized Puppy by the shoulders and his eyes bore into the far-too-wise-for-their-age eyes of his son, the eyes that he had been trying to prevent from gracing that angelic face. "Puppy, do NOT EVER talk about such foolishness again. If you even try, Yan might..." Fire shuddered at the thought of what Yan might do to his precious son. "Yan might hurt you or separate us. Please don't say you have anything so foolish planned."
Puppy gazed up with innocent chocolate eyes. "I don't have anything 'foolish planned'. Just be prepared to go with the person who grabs your arm when the lights go out, Fire-sama."
Before Fire could reply, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway and the door opened to reveal Yan who had a sly grin on his face, much like the cat who ate the canary, onyx eyes roaming over Fire's form. "You look breathtaking brother. Although the clothes are more suited for a soldier than a whore."
Fire tried to suppress a shudder of disgust. Instead, he lowered his head in submission before the vile creature he had once called his brother.
A slight movement brought Yan's eyes to rest on the small boy at Fire's side. "Tao, I believe it is past your bedtime."
Tao nodded and hurried out of the room without argument, exchanging one last quick look with Fire before heading out the door.
As soon as the door shut, Yan advanced on Fire and captured his chin with his fingers and unresponsive mouth with his lips, the disgusting tongue sliding along Fire's bottom lip until the opening was wide enough to slip inside.
Fire barely suppressed the urge to push Yan away and run to the nearest bathroom to wash out his mouth. Although he doubted that even if he did, his mouth would never feel clean.
Finally pulling back from the kiss, Yan brushed his thumb over Fire's now swollen lower lip, "Such an obedient whore you have become Feilong." With another smile that made Fire's stomach turn, he took Fire by the hand and led towards the party.

Vladimir and Peter were dressed in their best suits and surrounded by their men, trying to retain the illusion that this was merely a business call. However, in truth they were here to make Liu Yanzhui pay for whatever ill had happened to their baby brother. Two sets of cold blue eyes lifted to the stairs where the announcer proclaimed the arrival of their 'gracious' host and his brother, prepared to greet the two with false flattery before the kill, but found their breath caught in their throats as a beauty like they had never seen before in a grown man descended the stairs by Liu Yanzhui's side.
The entire hall went still, the thought obviously occurring to them as well. If 'A' truly had stolen this graceful creature, no one could truly blame him. He was a prize even in the eyes of straight men such as Vlad and Peter.
The two brothers exchanged glances, silent communication passing between the two identical sets of eyes of their shock, as the Liu leader and his beauty began to greet the guests, reviving the chatter among the guests as everyone waited for their turn to greet the beauty. They had heard that the brother was beautiful, but they had never believe him to be this stunning. If their Misha had found Liu Feilong as requested all those years ago, they very much doubted that he would have been able to turn him over or leave his side. Hell, if they had been supplied a picture there would have been no force on Earth to stop their romantic baby brother from finding Liu Feilong just to woo the beauty and call him his.
However, despite their musings and shock, both brothers looked as apathetic as possible as the two Liu sons drew closer and closer to them.
"A pleasure to meet you, Vladimir and Peter Arbatov," Yanzhui said with a slight smile as he awaited their bow before performing his own.
Vlad smirked, his icey blue gaze on the younger brother whose eyes were downcast. "A pleasure to meet you at last Liu Feilong. You caused quite an upheaval with your absence."
The eyes lifted and Vlad's smirk faded when he saw the haunted dark ruby depths, only to widen in surprise when they saw the ice-blue gaze of the Arbatovs. Vlad found himself tucking a stray brown curl behind his ear in nervousness beneath that stare.
"I'm very glad you could make it tonight," Yanzhui said with a wider smile despite his voice ringing in slight annoyance. "I hope that this is the beginning of a great relationship between the Baishe and the Arbatov mafia."
Peter smirked. "I'm afraid that may not be possible Liu-san."
Yanzhui looked taken back, "And why is that?"
"Because you have attacked the compound that housed our brother, Mikhail."
Deep red eyes opened wider in recognition as a look of confusion briefly crossed Yanzhui's face before he replaced it with a look of utter calm. "I believe you have received false information my friend, the only compound I have ordered attacked was 'A' 's compound."
Peter nodded. "A few years ago, we decided to seek an alliance with the Baishe by finding and rescuing the mysterious Liu Feilong. We had Mikhail infiltrate 'A' 's headquarters as merely another fellow mutant but he never found anyone by the name Liu Feilong in the base, although he had suspected someone named 'Fire'. For personal reasons he decided to stay. When you attacked, our brother was in that compound under the name 'Ice'."
The sound of barrels in pistols and gun clips loading echoed in the room as the hall was stunned to silence.
"Ice would have contacted us were he alive so we would not worry. Where is he?" Peter asked, completely laid back as his men pointed the barrels of their guns at the two brothers' heads.
"Forgive me, but I had no idea that mutant was your brother. He has been staying in the basement, uninjured. May I send someone to fetch him for you?"
Peter nodded and signaled for the men to lower their weapons as Liu Yanzhui ordered the mutant to be brought up.

Ice was surprised when he was given fresh clothes with an order to change and be out in five minutes. When that was completed, he was escorted by two men in handcuffs to a room. He thought he was to be some sort of entertainment for the sick, perverted bastard Fire had called his brother or blackmail to get Fire to cooperate. He was surprised when his eyes locked with two other identical sets from across the room. His older brothers, Peter and Vlad, sat elegantly in front of two men who had their backs to him, one of which had long black hair.
Fire.
Deep red eyes turned and held his briefly before turning away, but not before Ice saw the shame in those beautiful eyes that made his blood boil. Before he could do anything, his eldest brother Peter announced, "Thank you for returning our Misha. You many keep your pathetic life in return."
Those he recognized as his brother's men quickly surrounded him, removed his handcuffs, and began to escort him out of the room.
As soon as they got to the door, the lights went out and Ice was shoved on the ground as the men formed a protective circle as a shot from a very familiar sounding gun rang through the air. When the lights finally came back on, Yanzhui lay dead with a bullet in his temple and Fire was nowhere to be seen.
Ice instantly knew who killed the evil bastard.

TBC

A/N: Yes I know. 'FINALLY!' Sorry to keep you all in suspence. I lost the first part 25 because my laptop froze and didn't save it. Hopefully this version is better.

NOTICE TO READERS

2007-12-21T05:38:35Z

NOTICE TO READERS: Next part of Lies, Sex and Genes will hopefully be up later today (i.e. in 24 hours). Finals are done so I have more time to finish my stories. Thank you for your patience!

Lies, Sex, and Genes... Part 24

2007-11-22T05:32:10Z

Title: Lies, Sex, and Genes... Part 24
Disclaimer: Not my characters
Characters: Asami, Sunglasses, Akihito, Tao, Liu Sr.
Mentions of: Yan and Feilong

Lies, Sex, and Genes... Part 24

'A' was sitting at the old desk, looking over the newest statistics of people in favor for their cause. He knew night was fading away and he longed for the silken embrace of his temperamental lover and the passioned-filled glazed brown eyes and was getting hard just thinking about it. However, he had businesses and a group to run and he could not afford to enter those arms right now or he could miss something crucial that would cost him and others dearly.
However, everthing would change when Demon entered weerily. Golden-eyes barely glanced up, but when they did, he did a double-take. To anyone else, Demon would appear expressionless, especially behind those black sunglasses he always wore to cover the red hue of his eyes. But 'A' was instantly able to note the barely- visible furrowing of the brow and slight furrowing of the lips to indicate Demon had information that would possibly upset him.
"Yes?" 'A' asked.
Demon shifted his body weight onto his other leg. "Um... boss... the kid has escaped..."
'A' immediately rose out of his chair, panic gripping him as his mother's words echoes in his head. 'You must be cautious for if he were to leave you, your soul will be in unbareable pain and you would die.' "HE COULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN FAR! SEARCH THE GROUNDS!"
"Yes sir!" Demon said, running (a truly rare sight to see but then again the boss had never been this angry before) to fullfill his task and 'A' transformed into a hawk and searched by air. After five minutes, the eyes of the hawk narrowed on a swinging object to the right of the large manor and he descended, relieved when he confirmed that it was indeed Akihito swinging back and forth slowly on the old swing his father, who he knew was probably forced by his mother, had given him for Christmas when he was five. The sigh of relief came out as a screech as the beautiful form he had taken descended and began to return to his human form, the normal sickening yet soft sound of bones growing and reforming in the span of sixty seconds ringing in his ears.
In his naked human form, he approached the boy swinging on the swing set from behind, watching his pajama-clad lover do the repetitive action for another span of a minute as his relief gradual returned to anger. How DARE this boy leave the safety of his room and play in the early hours of the morning like a child! He approached closer and reached out a strong hand and stopped the metal's progess. Brown eyes turned to his in some shock, but not as much as he would have liked. If Akihito acted like a naughty child, then he would be treated as such. "Just. What. Did. You. Think. You. Were. Doing?" 'A' asked through clenched teeth.
Brown eyes narrowed right back in anger although soft cheek were stained with a slight blush at 'A' 's nudity. "I thought I was actually enjoying outside for the first time in weeks!"
"Did you think you would have gotten far in your little escape?"
"Escape?" Akihito asked in confusion.
"What do you call sneaking out when most are asleep?" 'A' asked.
Akihito's knuckles went white as he gripped the cold metal of the swing's chains for strength. "A little bit of freedom! Perhaps it would have been better to be captured by the Snakes! It is better to die than to live life as a prisoner!"
"Prisoner? Your every wish is given. You have games, snacks like that disgusting pock..."
"A gilded cage is still a cage," Akihito stated bitterly, as he turned slightly away, the incline of his head making the image of 'A' 's mother flash before his eyes.
'A' froze, though he naturally hid it. Had.. had he been doing what his father had done to his mother?
Akihito didn't notice and whispered, "Why me?" A tear ran silently down his young face as he continued, "Why would you want someone like me? You had Fire and he was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. So why did you choose me?"
'A' was silent. After a minute in silence he changed the subject, "So you were not escaping?"
Akihito nodded. "I don't even know where here is so how could I?"
'A' nodded. "I will see about an escort at times when you wish to leave your room."
Akihito nodded slightly in gratitude and allowed 'A' to guild him back to the manor after Demon had fetched the pile of clothes Asami had left in the office.

Meanwhile... Hong Kong
Puppy hesitantly entered the kind man's room, approaching the bed where the man slumbered and flinched when he saw the man stir. This man was special to Fire-sama and 'Uncle' Yan had said that the man on the bed was his grandfather when he thought Puppy was not listening. Eavesdropping and sneaking silently into places had been skills he had picked up when he was still living one the streets before Fire- sama had rescued him so that he would know the intent of people coming towards his hiding place and to know when was the most opportune time to steal food. Now he would use those skills to help Fire-sama, but he would need the help of someone else as well.
Dark eyes blinked hesistantly as the man began to awake as if sensing the presence of the tiny boy in the room. Puppy watched, his heart pounding in his chest, as the dark eyes wandered before finding him and a warm smile displayed even more wrinkles on the man's face as he reached a machine-hooked hand towards him. "So I was not dreaming all this then. Come here."
Puppy came slightly forward.
"Are... are you truly my dear Feilong's son?"
Puppy bit his lip and slightly nodded. "He calls me his son, yes."
Wise dark eyes twinkled in understanding. "So he adopted you?"
Puppy nodded ever-so-slightly.
"I does not matter. You are a child of his heart as he is of mine."
Puppy's eyes widened. "He was adopted?"
"Yes, but you must not tell anyone."
Puppy nodded in understanding. "So you really love Fire-sama?"
"Yes."
"Even...even if he were a mutant?"
Tears gleamed in the old man's eyes. "Is that what he has been hiding from me?"
Puppy nodded.
"He is my son, no matter what."
"Good because we need your help..."

TBC

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A/N: Sorry it took so long and this was so short, but between school and boyfriend (now-ex) issues, I lost my muse. I hope I found it again! Once again, sorry to all my loyal viewers and I will try to update again soon.

Lies, Sex, and Genes Part 23

2007-09-18T00:14:04Z

Title: Lies... (23)
Characters: Asami, Sunglasses, Yoh, Feilong, Yanzhui, Liu Sr.
Disclaimer: Not my characters.
Note: Sorry I haven't been able to write for a while. I've been adjusting to college life, got a totally cute boyfriend, and also unfortunately became very ill.

LIES, SEX, AND GENES Part 23

" 'A', here is the report that you requested," Demon said handing over the vanilla-colored folder as he adjusted his sunglasses over the ridge of his nose in habit to prevent anyone from catching a glimpse of his disturbingly black eyes that had no trace of white in their depths.
Wolfhound was silent from his position beside Demon where Angel usually would have stood had he not been injured, his sightless eyes staring silently ahead of him.
'A' leaned back in his father's old office chair and read the report quickly, his smirk growing more and more arrogant the further he read until he placed it down on the desk. "The outrage over the attack has actually come back in our favor. It seems mutant rights organizations are rapidly expanding due to public outrage. The Prime Minister is even going to give an offical statement about the attack and he is expected to extend his hand to us..." 'A' 's voice trailed off as golden-eyes roamed over to the silent, sightless man's clenched fists. "Do you wish to discuss something Wolfhound?"
"What of Fire, sir?" Wolfhound asked without any hesitation, his voice even yet that simple statement laying bare Wolfhound's fierce protectiveness and feelings for the man who had gone missing during the attack and providing the hint that his loyalty would break if something was not done.
'A' was surprised. Although he had known for some time that Wolfhound was interested in Fire, it seemed it ran deeper than he expected. For a normally emotionless man like Woldhound to be upset over anything was an accomplishment. 'A' mentally shook his head sadly. Before he could respond to Wolfhound's question, there was a knock on the door and Scales entered hesitantly, his yellow eyes lowered on the ground as he approached the desk with a tan folder clutched in the scaled hand thrust out towards him. "Uh... 'A', I was told to give this to you immediately..."
'A' acknowledged the boy with a nod. "Thank you. You are dismissed." Once the boy was gone, he scanned the contents quickly and looked up to announce to the two men, "The organization of the Snakes have been dissolved by their leader, Liu Yanzui. He now is reforming his triad group: the Baishe."
Demon's surprise was evident while Wolfhound merely stared eerily at him with his sightless eyes, awaiting the answer to his previous question.
'A' sighed. "Demon, you are dismissed."
Demon's eyebrows shot even higher into his hairline. "Sir?"
"Dismissed." 'A' 's golden eyes watched as his longest-serving man left the room before turning to Wolfhound. "Tell me Wolfhound, what do you know about Fire's past?"
Wolfhound was clearly taken back for he blinked. "Very little. I know he is Chinese and he was abused in some way when he was younger."
'A' didn't even blink; Wolfhound's powers of observation despite his lack of sight were something he had gotten used to over the years. 'A' reached forward and added the reports to the appropriate file in his father's cabinet as he asked, "Do you know why the Snakes were formed?"
At first Wolfhound was silent as he tried to process what 'A' was trying to tell him. Wolfhound tensed, in such a way that only those who were looking for it could see it, as soon as realization struck him. "You dont mean..." Wolfhound's voice trailed off.
"Yes. Fire is Liu Feilong."
It was then that Wolfhound did something completely unexpected- he collapsed in the nearest chair as though his legs couldn't support him, his hands clenched in fists as he gazed murderously at 'A'. "Liu Yanzhui was the one who hurt him, wasn't he?"
'A' pulled out a tiny package from the desk drawer and lit a cigarette, the entire situation making him develop a craving for nicotine, the one thing he hadn't given up since his childhood. He blew out a ring of smoke.
Wolfhound sank further into the chair. "How...?" His question was obvious.
'A' blew a ring of smoke before he summed up simply, "Fire is strong. That time he came to me on his own accord. However, now it will not be so easy. Yanzhui will not allow him out of his sight."
"And?" Wolfhound asked, his eerie gaze at his leader.
"I am pained to say I cannot put our cause and our people on the line to save him."
Wolfhound's face contoured in such anger it made even 'A' 's heart skip a beat at the deadly expression. "IF YOU WILL NOT RESCUE HIM, THEN I WILL!" In a flash of movement, Wolfhound disappeared from the office before 'A' could even respond. The wind created by his angry movements put out 'A' 's cigarette.

Fire stared at the large oak door before him as he debated with himself to go in or not. His long fingers caressed the door handle that was engraved with the symbol he and others of his kind had come to fear and hate. He had loved that symbol once, but now it disgusted him. He shifted his feet nervously, jiggling the chain that had been placed on his ankle only an hour before as he did so.
He grimpsed as he heard the clanking of the extremely strong metal. His brother had chosen a particular metal with a high melting point so he couldn't melt the vile thing off, which he didn't even want to try in case Ice or Puppy would be punished for his attempt. The ugly links gave him enough slack that he was able to walk around the entire second floor of the building but he couldn't walk farther than that.
Fire gulped as he withdrew his hand. From inside the room, he could hear soft beeping noices and he wondered what they were from. Perhaps Yanzhui had made Father's room into an office.
Fire bit his lip as he rested his fingers once again on the doorknob. 'I have to know if Father is still alive,' Fire urged himself in his mind. Taking a deep breath, he slowly turned the handle and opened the door to the room centimeter by centimeter until he could lean in and look with one eye around the room. Fire wrinkled his nose as the smell of a hospital room washed over him as the door gave way to allow his entry and when he saw the sight before him he let the door swing to the side with a crash in shock.
His strong father looked far more fragile and sickly than he remembered, a fact that was exaggerated by the many wires connected to man that ran to the machinery behind him. He nearly crumbled to the floor at the sight of the man he had always hoped to please and emulate from his childhood as shattered and close to death as he felt. "Father...," he whispered.
Fire drew back when the said man on the bed stirred and met his eyes. "Feilong?" Liu asked, his voice cracking and his expression disbelieving as he reached out a hand towards him. A few seconds later, he repeated, "Feilong?!"
Fire stood frozen in the doorway until someone gripped his shoulder hard enough to make him wince and turn around and face them. Yanzhui smirked as the grip tightened, "Go greet Father, little whore."
Fire stood frozen, his eyes on the ground, unable to see his father's face but the sharp, angry intake of breath from the bed confirmed it. He knew his father's face would be twisted in disgust and he couldn't bare it. He slipped out of Yanzhui's grasp and ran back to his room.

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Lies, Sex, and Genes Part 22

2007-09-02T01:07:20Z

Title: Lies... (22)
Characters: Fei, Yan, Tao, Mikhail
Mention of: Liu Sr.
Disclaimer: Actual characters belong to Yamane-sensei.

LIES, SEX, AND GENES Part 22

Noon
Fire awoke to find it was past noon according to the clock. Still in the daze of a blank dream, he turned over on his side to see if Puppy was out of bed yet or still asleep, only to discover that there was no other bed next to him and the room he was sleeping in was the one he had seen in his nightmares. In shock, he shot up in bed, his long hair flying and threatening to tangle more than it already was, as he pushed aside the covers as a sharp pain overwhelmed him and forced him to gasp. He looked down and saw what he feared most. He was naked and he reeked of sex.
Ignoring the intense pain it cause him, Fire ran to the bathroom as fast as he could in a desperate attempt to wash the filth from his body, stumbling on the way as he tried to suppress what had happened to him the previous night in that room. He immediately jumped in the shower and turned the hot water on full blast, flinching only slightly as the temperature scolded his skin before it quickly adjusted to the heat while he lathered it with nearby soap before beginning to scrub his skin raw, trying desperately to get rid of the now fresh phantom handprints on his body.
When he had scrubbed it to a painful degree, he finally began to calm down and he gently lowered himself to the floor of the shower, the water flowing over his head and shoulders, pushing slick and annoying long locks of hair in front of his face and threatening to enter his mouth as he willed himself to breath normally. 'In.... Out.... In.... Out.... In....,' Fire told himself as he sat there, his vision obstructed by strips of dark black. His body obeyed and followed the rhythm of his thoughts as he saw the last bits of dried blood and cum lingering on his skin float down the drain and images of the night before came flooding back to him gradually...

The door slammed and Fire jumped in surprise, his blood already pumping with adrenaline before he turned around. Yanzhui closed the door behind him with a <click>, his eyes staring into his hungrily at his body as he did so.
Fire shivered and remained where he was, unable to do anything else and yet he had too much pride to show Yan how frightened he was so he pretended indifference as Yan approached him and grabbed his chin, tipping it up to force eye contact. Dark red eyes met black and held until Fire at last broke eye contact and bit his lip.
His chin was then yanked even more forcefully so he had to look at his attacker. "You grew even more beautiful." The dark eyes grew sharper. "Anything to say to the brother and lover you abandoned?"
Fire flinched, "You…" He stopped himself from saying ‘You are not my lover. And as far as I am concerned you are not my brother.’
The fingers on the sides of Fire’s jaw clenched even tighter, threatening to break it. "I what?"
Fire cringed. Suddenly he was the child he had been, under his brother’s thumb and at his mercy. "Nothing," Fire lied. The world was growing dim. It was useless to resist. If he did, Puppy and Ice would pay for it.
Fire was then roughly pushed backwards so that he fell on the bed, ruffling the covers as he began to retreat into the world he had established those years ago, his eyes glazing over as the ties on his cheongsum were undone and his pants were pulled off of him and lips began feasting on his sensitive spots. Fire’s traitorous body betrayed him as he arched and moaned in pleasure.
Fire was unable to retreat into his shell when Yanzhui entered him without any lubricant, making him scream in pain as he was stretched in a place that hadn't been stretched in five years. Tears rolled down his cheeks as Yan roughly positioned his legs then moved in and out of his body, striking specific points to mix the pain and pleasure.
"You are so tight for a whore. Why is that Fei?" Yan asked as he nipped at a nipple.
Fire placed his hands over his mouth, in an effort to suppress the moans and screams rising in his throat. But, he would not give Yan the satisfaction of hearing them.
"You were abandoned by your lover, weren't you Fei?" Yan pressed, moving on the other nipple and biting it hard enough to make Fire scream through his hands. "I thought it was strange that he wasn't there protecting you. Was it because you did it with a girl and got a kid?"
"Just get it over with!" Fire screamed, earning a slap across his face as Yan's thrusts became harder and faster and Fire's own climax neared...

"Fire-sama?" a small voice asked in a whisper outside the shower.
'Puppy? Thank God he's talking again.' Fire opened his eyes and saw Puppy's blurred figure through the textured glass of the shower. "What is it Puppy?" he asked, trying to sound as calm and collected as possible for his sake.
"Do you need anything?" Puppy asked a little louder so he could be heard over the water, his voice echoing in the large room and reverberated.
"Uh... a towel. I guess I forgot to take a towel in with me," he confessed.
"I'll go get you one. Would you like me to comb your hair afterwards?" Puppy asked.
"That would be nice," Fire said as he turned off the water and waited for Puppy to return. When he did, Fire opened the shower door a crack and retrieved the towel, drying his body and hair slightly before wrapping the towel around his body to hide the marks from Yan's mouth left on his torso from his son before getting out of the shower and made his way back to the bedroom where he slipped an old silk black robe on quickly before Puppy walked in after him with a hair brush.
Sitting on small stool in front of the intricate mirror that had been on his dresser since childhood and let the small boy move the brush soothingly through the dark strands in silence for a few moments before the boy said, "He hurt you didn't he, Fire-sama?"
Fire's eyes went wide and he grew tense with the thought perhaps that Puppy had heard them last night, but that was an impossibility seeing as Yan had long ago made sure his bedroom was sound-proof. "Don't be silly Puppy. And call me Father."
The hair brush stilled mid-stroke. "Then...Father, please don't lie to me. It's written all over your face, especially with that slight bruise on your cheek."
Fire met Puppy's eyes in the mirror and held, watching as the boy's eyes filled with tears. He spun turned around and captured the boy in his arms, hugging the small and precious being to his chest as he whispered, "It's alright, Puppy. I'm fine. See?" He was lying of course, but he didn't want Puppy to know that.
"Why... do...do you still lie?" Puppy sobbed out, clutching onto Fire's shoulders as Fire wiped the tears from Puppy's cheeks with his sleeve until the sobbing subsided.
"Puppy, if anyone here touches you in a way that makes you scared, promise that you'll tell me okay?" Fire requested as the boy began to calm down.
Puppy nodded. After a few moments of total silence, Puppy stated, "We're prisoners here like that nice old man aren't we?"
"Nice old man?" Fire asked, trying to think of any he remembered who might fit that description.
"The one in the bed with the thing in his arm. Is your real name Feilong?"
Fire still couldn't place who Puppy was referring to. "Yes, why?"
"Yan told him I was his grandson and Feilong's son when he didn't know I was listening."
Fire flinched. 'Father? Father is still alive?'

Ice tested the strength of the bars once again, his blue eyes opened only a crack due to the intensity of the sun pouring through the window and into his icey blue eyes. After two days of using his powers on them, they had begun to weaken and in a few more days, he would be able to pull them off the window and slide out to find his beloved. The longer Fire was in that bastard's clutches, the worse it would get. Last night, he swore he even heard Fire scream, but he knew the cell was probably soundproof for torturing purposes.
He could still hear Fire's words when he had fainted, 'No Brother, No! I'll be good...' and it made his blood boil in preparation for the fight to come. "I'm going to kill that bastard when I get out of here!" Ice swore as he placed his hands once again on the thick iron rods and froze them.

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