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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 15, 2007 14:30:21 GMT -5
Kyo had started on his way, seeing as how Kenta was giving him an impatient look. Kyo wanted nothing more than to slap it right off of him, but he just made a note of it for tomarrow's training.
They headed down the path, walking in silence the whole way, and about late afternoon came upon a village. Kyo saw a look of fimilarity in Kenta's eyes and wondered if this could be his home. He knew he could not go into town being as notorious as he was, though he had to say the drawings they had for him were crude. They portraid him as a man with ugly demonic features. It was far from the truth. The only thing peculiar about him was his crimson eyes, and those were easily recognizable. They came to a good spot at the edge of the forest and Kyo set down.
"You are welcome to go to town if you like," he said without even a second glance, "I perfer to stay away from them myself. Too much attention drawn to me. If you do go..."
He reached into his bag and took out a smaller bag of silver pieces.
"Bring me back some roast ham," he said not really leaving room for arguement, "Im starving. Keep whatever's left over. I don't need you getting sick off that moldy bread."
Then he left his stuff in a tree. He had been smelling a hot spring closer and closer to the place they were going and was dying to get in. But he had to set up camp first, before the light faded away.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 15, 2007 14:54:26 GMT -5
Kenta wanted to protest. Despite it being his hometown, that was all the more reason /not/ to go into it. At least he'd know his way around... he could make it to the butcher and back in short time. People would probably wonder what he was doing away from his master's home. He made a mental note to think up a good excuse before he entered town.
As he darted into town, he avoided as many familiar faces as he could. The only person he was oblidged to talk to was the butcher. He made up a story about how he was traveling around for a month, trying to get some field experience. He left with the ham and some chicken for himself before the butcher could notice he didn't have his sword with him. Kenta didn't even dare pass his parent's home. He had siblings, surely they wouldn't miss their second-eldest son so much.
He came back to Kyo to find camp all set. Kenta held the bag ham out in front of him, and had attached his own dinner to the empty spot on his belt. He wasn't going to eat it just yet. He wanted a bath just as bad as kyo did, though he didn't know Kyo wanted one. He'd eat before he slept that night. "If you'll excuse me, there are hot springs outside this town. I'm filthy, so, i'm going to bathe." Kenta still refused eye contact as he walked away from Kyo. He headed not too far from the camp, just on top of the nearest hill, where there was a half-dead tree and a pool of steaming water. The tree was just perfect for hanging clothes on, as Kenta did, and the hill itself was indented around the spring, so that you were sheilded from anyone below you on the hill. It was Kenta's favorite spot when he was little.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 15, 2007 15:17:35 GMT -5
Kyo took the ham and listened to Kenta closely. It would seem that the boy had the same idea he did. He watched the boy go without a word and began to eat a little of his ham. Just then he decided that his own stench and the smell of rotted blood was too much to try to eat with. He would join Kenta.
He followed his nose until he found the beautiful spot where the hotspring was. Kyo could see Kenta had already hung his clothes on the tree nearby and was closing his eyes peacefully. Kyo just waltzed down there and took off his clothes. He was neither modest nor shy. He knew what he wanted and went for it. He didn't care who was there to see.
He tossed his clothes aside and got into the water with a gigantic sigh and a smile. He looked at Kenta. Who knew that he actually had a bit of a physique under all that armour? It was really quite impressive, though no matter how hot the water was, his skin was just as silkily paled as ever. Kyo tried to keep certain thought from creeping in though. Not just yet.
"This is a lovely place," he said with a slight amusement in his voice as surely the boy would be aware of his presence now, if he wasn't already. Kyo was just waiting for his reaction. No doubt it would be highly amusing. So not only would Kyo relax, he would have fun while he was doing it. He watched the boy carefully.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 15, 2007 15:23:58 GMT -5
Kenta jumped when he heard the other person enter the water. His face turned a deep scarlet as Kyo just proceeded make small talk with him, as if there was nothing WRONG with the fact he was BATHING with KENTA. Kenta's mind was emphasizing such facts just as much. "W-w-what are you doing in here? There are other springs just like this one, you didn't need to choose the same one." Kenta sunk lower, as if trying to hide more below the water. Despite the steam though, there were very few bubbles and the water was almost crystal clear. There would be very little left to the imagination. Kenta probably shouldn't have been as shaken as he was, considering they were both males, but Kenta had grown used to a sense of privacy, /especially/ when nude. He couldn't help but overreact. Even though he knew that was really what Kyo wanted to see...
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 15, 2007 15:56:11 GMT -5
"What are you so uptight about," Kyo said, reveling in his reaciton, "This is the closest hot spring to the camp. And it's not like we have anything to hide. We are physically the same are we not? There is no need for you to be so nervous on my accout. Let's just enjoy this bath, it's been a long day."
He kept on eye on the frustrated boy. He looooved ever reaction. Every movement. Though if the boy sank any deeper he might see that which he was trying to hide from Kyo. Kyo didn't care. There wasn't anything special about it. He certainly was a jittery thing, though Kyo still couldn't help but get a kick out of it. He would have to say he loved the sight of akward nervousness as much as he loved the sight of fear.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 15, 2007 17:44:01 GMT -5
"Anatomically so, perhaps..." Kenta's eyes flicked around, from looking away to examining Kyo's physique. Physically, no way were they the same. Kyo had a lot more visible muscle mass, and a lot more scars as well. Not to mention he appeared to soak in sun better than Kenta did. Kenta was pale if not pastey, and more lean than buff. It didn't mean he wasn't built, just not... well... developed.
Kenta didn't know how to admit that he couldn't well relax in the presence of Kyo. He'd probably be laughed at, and then Kyo would do something to humiliate him moreso. That was just like him. Kenta blushed more at the realisation that he already knew Kyo well enough to anticipate such things. This was going to be a long trip.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 16, 2007 8:37:17 GMT -5
"Don't know why you are so tense," Kyo said opening both his eyes and looking over to the blushing young man in front of him, "It's not as if we are being seen by anyone. There is nothing to be embarrased about. Guys take baths together all the time. Especially in war. It saves time and allows them to resume their training sooner. You act as if..."
Kyo scooted closer and put an arm around the boy, who immedaitely sputtered and blushed. It was all Kyo could do to keep from laughing. If he was going to have fun with this, the acting had to be flawless.
"You act as if I'm going to do something to you," he said in a low tone with a seductive smirk, "And we both know that as my apprentice, I could take the advantage. Technically, masters have a certain right to do as they please with their students or servents. But I swear to you on my skill as an assasin, no harm or /otherwise/ will befall you, Kenta. Despite what you may think of me, anything sexually oriented toward anyone has to be completely voluntary with me. Raping is an unforgivable sin, but if your victim is willing, it makes it all the more sweet. Especially if they hated you to begin with. Then it is absolutely sublime."
Kyo smirked and leaned closer to the boy, nuzzling his ear. The way this boy was reacting to him made him very excited. He could not help but feel his heart beat as fast as Kenta's did, but his was for an entirely different reason.
"If you like, I can also teach you the finer points of seduction," he whipered into the boys ear, making sure there was a pleasurable purr evident, "This way even your most difficult opponent will be defeated. It may not exactly be honorable, but sometimes it is necessary to survive againt an unworthy oponent. With looks such as yours *takes a fingler and softly runs it down the boy's cheek* I can easily tell you can bring anyone you please into submission. Maybe even me one day."
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 16, 2007 11:25:43 GMT -5
Kyo's entire act just rather spelled out why it was that Kenta DID NOT wish to bathe with him. True, it was partially Kenta's fault for acting so on edge in the first place, but, did he not have just reason? He really hated it when Kyo touched him. Mostly because he enjoyed it so much. He knew he wasn't supposed to like this kind of treatment, and he'd tried so hard to picture Kyo as something beyond, or below human. Some sort of creature that killed on whim. Kenta didn't want to believe he had a reason for killing his master and everyone else. But every time they made contact he was just reminded of how human a touch it really was. His fingers were warm like a humans, his tongue soft and body built. There was nothing surreal about him, besides maybe his level of evil. In Kenta's book, he to /way/ too much joy from making him embarressed or edgy.
"N-no thank you." Kenta tried his best to scoot away. The art of seduction? He'd probably make himself sick from trying to seduce Kyo. And he'd never been a good actor either. But mostly he knew, if he tried to seduce Kyo, he'd probably muck up somewhere in the killing and end up being raped instead... it could obviously be misinterpreted as a nod of approval. Kenta really, really wanted to avoid that situation.
"W-why do /you/ even know how to seduce people?" Kenta was mildly curious where he was getting all this from. Somehow, if it was self-taught, Kenta would be even more worried. As his pathetic attempts to scoot away rather failed him, he couldn't help but let out a cute whine from having his ear nuzzled.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 16, 2007 16:06:53 GMT -5
Kyo enjoyed the boy's discomfort. It really was entertaining to know he had this much affect on the boy. But the whine he gave sent a shock through Kyo's spine. He shook his head and thought.
Maybe I am getting a little too into this, he thought as he let Kenta scoot and stayed where he was.
"How do I know," Kyo said, painful memories coming to him in a flash, making him angry, "I just...do. I don't have to expain myself to you and from here on out, I don't ask questions of the details of your life, then you don't ask mine. Got it?"
For some reason it was then he decided to quit with this charade and get out. He was certainly clean enough and he didn't like where these questions were going. He certainly wasn't going to relive the source of his knowledge and relive those horrible memories. They were more than anyone should have to bear.
He got out of the water. After pulling on his loosefitting pants and slinging his long coat over one shoulder, he left the boy. He was hungry anyway. So he went back to the campsite where he started a fire and began to cook the ham that Kenta had gotten for him, shutting himself off to the world for the time being. It was the only way to keep his cool.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 16, 2007 16:16:03 GMT -5
Kenta paled slightly as Kyo left is such a rush of anger. Kenta personally hadn't thought that the question was too probing. But, now he did. If Kenta were putting the pieces together in the right way, then he knew why Kyo thought rape was a terrible sin. After all... That seemed rather bizzare for an /assasin/ to say, didn't it?
Kenta ran a hand over his skin in the silence of his own bath, glad for some peace. Kyo'd been taken advantage of as a child? Kenta wasn't sure how to play that to his advantage. Obviously, triggering said memories made her angry, not weak. Where Kenta was likely to cry, Kyo would probably behead the nearest civilian. Angry, was not how Kenta wanted him at this time. He had to wonder, if he were in trouble, would Kyo come to his aid? He'd seemed to suggest it. Nonetheless... Kenta wasn't about to let himself get raped just so he could catch Kyo in a weak spot. He got out and got dressed, heading back to the camp to eat his chicken. He could practically feel the waves of brooding that were coming off Kyo, so he left him alone. He was /not/ about to go there.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 16, 2007 16:29:39 GMT -5
Kyo did not acknowledge the presence of the boy as he came. He mearly continued to eat his dinner in silence. He figured, after the way he had snapped at him, the boy would be more frightened of him if he spoke again. So, to settle the unease, he took a deep breath and calmed down considerably.
His past was always a touchy subject and he never talked about it. Anyone who knew about it was dead now so no one but he could tell the tale. But he preferred to keep it locked in a cell inside his mind. Only occasionally, like the moment before, would the monster of his anger for it come out. But it wouldn't take long for him to quickly lock it back away.
"Try to get some better sleep tonight," he said softly as he threw the ham bone into the forrest and settled himself agiant the tree, covering himself with his coat, "We continue where we left of in the morning with your training. And this time, try not to smart mouth so much."
Kyo then settled into the warmth of his coat and dozed off. As ever, he was ready and alert, but he also listened to the sounds of Kenta. Somehow, they were soothing to him. The beat of his heart, the monotone of his breathing, the way he tried to be quiet but failed miserably. It was all very endearing to Kyo. He was such a chaste young man with dreams of nobility. Kyo envied him a bit. He probably had a very nice childhood and even though it was a little tough, his apprentice ship went well too. That was until Kyo came along. Kyo can remember a time when he was exactly like Kenta, minus the scrawny and shy. Kyo had always been a happy go lucky kid with amazing strength and a great sense of humor. All the kids of his village loved him.
Damn it, he thought, All that is past. No sense in letting it out again. It will only cause me to be weak. I will not be weak...ever...again.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 16, 2007 21:19:46 GMT -5
"Yea, whatever you say." Kenta sighed, muttering his little line of obediance undere his breath. He curled up in a nearby pile of leaves below a deciduous tree that had since lost them. He still had no blanket, he hadn't had the funds to pick one up, so where Kyo had his cape for warmth Kenta merely had his tunic. He was shivering, most of the night. With a combonation of the moisture from the bath, and the higher winds, that night was much chillier than the night before. Kenta merely prayed he wouldn't get sick, since Kyo was not likely to take it any easier on him if he did.
The second day out on as close to his own as Kenta ever figured he'd come, brought the depression that the previous night's vengeance had subsided. At this point Kenta didn't know if he'd ever improve fast enough to kill someone who'd been so strong for so much longer than Kenta. He couldn't see the day where Kyo would be so much as a challenge. Under his old master, he wouldn't have even learned enough to beat Kyo. He sighed audibly while he tried to sleep, just trying to think of some way fate might look well on him. There was so little Kenta even knew about Kyo... there was little he could predict for his own future.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 19, 2007 9:50:29 GMT -5
Kyo hardly slept at all. All the shivering and chattering from Kenta was driving him nuts. He knew if the kid kept this up much longer, he would be sick as a dog. Kyo couldn't have that spoiling all his fun.
Since when did I become a provider as well, Kyo thought irritably as he got up silently in the early hours. But even as he thought this, for some reason, he didn't really mind as much as he should have. This was all very disturbing for Kyo. He just pushed his thoughts aside and made a note to dip his head in the cool stream nearby.
Kyo looked over at the sleeping kid, who was still shaking. He groaned and got up, deciding to do some self training and stretching. He got up and went over to the large field, begining to do some pushups, sit ups, and begining his riggorous self training. He always pushed himself to the limit when he did this, always convinced he was never good enough as he hit every mark and executed every technique perfectly. Kyo was in a ways much harder on himself than he was on Kenta. There was just more to be expected. Especially since he always had to be at the top of his game. He hated that there was no one around to even try to pose a challange. A good fight is what he needed right now. But there was probably no one alive that would dare to try to take the great Kyo no Yokai on. Not since that one day so long ago. The day that Kyo would never speak of. Most people are too afraid to take him. Even since some of the stories of that horrible stormy day between him and his step father, the events in full detail. Though Kyo tried as he might to silence these stories, people who have leaked from his home villages still tell the tale. But none were bold enough to speak it allowed to anyone else for fear that Kyo would kill them in their sleep. This is what irritated Kyo the most. This is probably the biggest reason he took Kenta on. He saw great potential for a good challange in the boys eyes and with enough harsh training and verbal abuse, the boy would be mad enough to take him on and give him the challange he lusted for.
When Kenta woke, Kyo was just coming back. His top was off, carried along with his battered cloak over his arm, and he was covered in sweat, evidence of a hard morning's training. There were even a few cuts and scratches on him, but he looked as if he could care less. He saw that Kenta was awake and smirked as he looked at him, Kyo tossing his long black bangs out of his face. Without a word, he went over to his bag, taking out another small pouch of silver coins then took up his cloak.
"Your chattering kept me up," he said simply in his deep purr of a voice, dropping them both in Kentas hands, "I need you to take this to the tailor and have him mend and clean it. With what is left over, tell him your measurements and have him make you a cloak. I will not have your no doubt weak immunity getting sick and using it as an excuse to pause your training."
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 19, 2007 10:24:29 GMT -5
Kenta wondered for a moment what Kyo ever did without him. He had him running errands in town because he could not. But obviously, he must've had to enter a few towns at points... why else would he even bother to work for money? After all, a few silver coins meant nothing, without civilization.
He held the cloak close as he stood up, purely using his legs (lower body strength was about all he possessed, he was damn good at running). He looked at the bag of silver and nodded to Kyo's commands wordlessly. Though, he did feel the need to correct him. He wasn't as sickly as his appearance let on. "Actually i'm quite healthy. Warm blood, and all, it would take more than a little frost to get me ill. Though you would be right in assuming my complexion leads me to burn easily." Kenta gave him a quick smirk at his misanalysis and darted off to town before Kyo could get a swing in at him. Maybe he'd cool off while Kenta was away.
Kenta was lucky he didn't know the tailor very well, because he got a few odd looks about having a cloak mended and also having one made. Especially considering the size of the one he was carrying, much to large for himself, it was obvious Kenta was having it done for someone else. Of course, the tailor just sort of assumed a brother, or something. Kenta slipped his cloak around his sholders, which he'd had made in a spartan red. Kenta, having been a history scholar in younger years, had fallen in love with the will and power of Sparta. Of course, their knack for war made Kenta think them a little barbaric, but, their ability and refusal to retreat or surrender, made Kenta absolutely love them. Of course, Kenta never believed he himself would have the will to make such a move, to die instead of run. He was sure, while standing with Kyo, he'd figure it out one day.
He brought Kyo's cloak back to him, and just stood there waiting for whatever Kyo decided they do next. He was now able to take breif glimpses at Kyo's face, and even momentary eye contact. But not much else.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 19, 2007 16:41:58 GMT -5
Kyo sighed as he watched the young man go. It was becoming painfully aware to him that the Kenta's smart mouth was becoming habitual. He almost always expected something smart out of him. But at least it meant that he might have been warming up a bit. He even noticed that Kenta was glancing at him from time to time, so there was progress.
"But why do I care," he said quietly to himself as he watched the boy go. He shook his head and reached into his bag, getting a sweet bun out of it. Yes, he had food hidden away, but he hardly ever ate it. But for some reason, this morning, he felt like eating something sweet.
Kenta returned a little while later with his cloak. He looked it over and gave a short nod in approval. Unfortunately the sun was rising a little higher so he wouldn't need it at them moment. He looked over to Kenta's, which was a crimson red. He loved it. It reminded him of the color of fresh blood. It was beautiful.
"My favorite color," he said more to himself than Kenta, laying his cloak over his pack, "Now, shall we try the hand to hand again today?"
Without giving him time to respond, he started to talk toward the forest, beckoning Kenta to come too. He walked a little way, not taking in the beautiful day or the sounds of the birds. He just was focused on the clearing ahead of him. He turned around and stood, towering only slighly over Kenta.
"We will warm up with some defense excersises," he said, folding his arms over his still bare chest, "Then we will move on to offense. When we reach that point, I expect you to shut up and pay close attention. If you don't, I will walk away now and you will never have your vengance. I'm not in the mood for your mouth, so keep it shut and watch closely."
Once again, he unleashed a wave of attacks on the boy, seeing him block more quickly. Kyo still didn't put his all into it. It wasn't the time yet. He was still getting in one or two punches, but it was considerably better than the day before. About an hour or so of punching and kicking, Kyo stopped completely and smirked.
"Very good," he said mildly, "You are improving greatly in little time. This is good. Now I want you to do the same thing to me. I am going to study your movements and see where to go from there."
As Kenta did, Kyo watched his body. Kenta was a smaller frame, that much was obvious, but he still was muscled. You couldn't be in knight training without gaining a little something. Kyo surmised that speed attacks were probably going to be his best suit. This would mean that Kyo would have to train him in the secrets of the body so that he would know where to hit when he was attacking. He easily caught the weaker punches that Kenta was giving out, but his kicks were starting to hurt a bit. Kyo had to give the boy credit for his lower body strength. With the right training, one good kick in the head would numbify his opponent, allowing him to draw his sword and win. Kyo smirked at this as he continued to watch the boy's body movements...probably longer than he should have. He blinked and shook his head, flipping back and putting a hand up.
"Good," he said, "You have superb legs, Kenta. If trained and used properly, they could be even more dangerous than your sword. Not to mention, with your body structure, you have the possibility of deathly attacks of high speed. I think, today, we will work on your coordination today. It will help make you faster. Also, we are going to start a running schedual before every lesson. This way we can build up the speed and agility of your legs and condition your muscles into a nice little tool for you. Let's begin shall we?"
Kyo took an item out of his pocket and went over to Kenta. He took one wrist in each hand. It was a rope and he decided to try and tie Kenta's hands together. As he went to protest, Kyo silenced him with a firm grip.
"This is a training method," he said in a low growl in Kenta's ear, this time it wasn't intentional beings that is where his mouth happened to be, "I want you to fight without the use of your hands. The use of all your parts are neccessary, but if you can strengthen each of your parts individually, your strength will be at it's maximum. If your opponenet decides to chop off your arms, you will still have the upper hand and visa versa. Since your legs are your strongsuit right now, I am going to challange you to spar me, without the use of your hands. "
He finished tieing his hands together and stepped out in front of him with his hands on his hips, a small smirk on his face, "Do you think you can do that?"
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 19, 2007 20:21:49 GMT -5
Kenta couldn't help but let out a little whine, paired with an expression that read 'you have GOT to be joking.' But he obviously wasn't, and Kenta was not happy. He couldn't very well balance without his arms, now could he? Maybe thats why Kyo was training him but... so unfair! Kenta prepared himself for a pummelling. His cloak lay forloarn in a pile by the edge of the clearing, looking on. It's color was the only thing inspiring Kenta to keep going.
Kenta tried his best to hit Kyo with his legs, but his balance was thrown off by his hands being relatively immoble. He got one good hit in, but that was all. It always seemed that Kyo took it up a notch right after being hit, probably an intuitive act telling him to get stronger or die, type of thing. Kenta knew he was never using his full strength with him.
The next thing Kenta knew, Kyo had knocked him back, Kenta's stumble leading him to slam up against a tree. He clenched his teeth tightly from the pain on his spine. But when he looked up, He wasn't able to just get off the tree. Kyo was there, pinning him to it. In Kenta's mind, Kyo had waaaaay too much fun with getting close to him. Kenta wriggled, but without his hands, he could do little. He was helplessly stuck against the tree.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 19, 2007 20:49:31 GMT -5
"There you see," Kyo said looking into the boy's eyes, "If you would stop complaining for half a second and focus on your balance, you might have acually got me a little."
Kyo was just about to move when Kenta's scent caught his nose. Being's that the boy baithed in a hotspring, his skin somehow smelled still refreshingly clean. His hair looked soft and illuminated by the sun. His pouting and dissapointed lips...looked delicious. Just then an overwhelming feeling of lust took over Kyo. How he wanted to taste Kenta's lips to see if they were as soft as they looked.
Kyo then bent down and captured Kenta's lips in a passionate and huntgry kiss. They were as soft as they looked and more. They were perfect. He kissed him for a good while, the lustful side of his brain contemplating whether to take his lips down to taste his skin more. Kyo was never one to deny his desires. His mouth traveled down Kenta's chin and to his neck, taking his tounge in a massaging circle motion as he devoured Kenta's throat. But then the boy's noises made him come back to reality.
He pulled back and looked at the boy, but swiftly looked away. For some reason, he was ashamed of himself for letting his desires take over like that. It was weak. He took out one of his throwing knives, cut Kenta's ropes, and hurridly stalked away.
"That's enough for today," he said in a gruffer voice than normal, clearing his throat only a little bit.
He didn't even look back. There was actually a hint of a blush on his dark features and he didn't like this. He didn't like the feelings the boy gave him. How he needed to taste him. Kyo was not that kind of a person. He didn't /need/ anyone. He has always been just fine on his own.
He got back to camp and started to pack. Suddenly aware of his present condition of dirtyness, he decided to wash all away (including his thoughts) he went back to that same hot spring, hot and bothered. He hoped the warm water would wash away his sweat and his cares and just take him away with it's serenity. He stripped his clothes with ease and flopped into the water, taking the warmth into his skin and relaxing little by little.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 19, 2007 21:10:38 GMT -5
Kenta nearly had a heart attack when Kyo kissed him. It was seriously unexpected, combined with a dirtyness that Kenta could only expect from the murderer of his loved ones. Of course, his lips were also hot and tasty with passion, and his tongue was warm, slick and skilled. It was all Kenta could do to let out that moan that brought Kyo back to his senses. Kenta was cut free and immediately dropped to his knees, as he was weak in them from the passion. What... exactly was that? Kenta caught the air of shame that hung over Kyo. Did he regret it? Obviously. Then why did he indulge?
It then became abundantly clear to Kenta that he was more alluring to Kyo than Kyo normally let on. If he was right, than most of the time, Kyo was in fact, /resisting/ him. Kenta rested a curled fist in front of his mouth, thinking about what to do. He obviously didn't want to live in a camp with someone liable to rape him, but he'd already established his distaste at rape. If Kenta were willing, however, that would make the story different. Slowly, Kenta wondered how well he could act. If he could win Kyo's heart, as he suspected he could...
NO! Absolutely not. Kenta refused to do such a thing. He simply could not act in love with his enemy, no matter how soft his tongue, nor warm his embrace...
Kenta walked back to camp and promptly banged his head agaist the nearest tree, repeatedly. He. Would Not. Fall. For. The Enemy.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Mar 19, 2007 21:47:07 GMT -5
[[Haha! Sneaky sneaky!]]
Kyo relaxed for a long time. His mind wandered to different things. It started off with visions of the past. His beautiful mother then to his father. He didn't have very many memories of his real father, but he was fond of them. They were all he had, but then he died, taking all that was left of the families happiness with him. He had died in battle. It wasn't until later that Kyo found out the same man who killed his father married his mother. He seemed like such a great guy to begin with, but how wrong they both had been. It wasn't long until Kyo found himself in the clutches of that monster, having all traces of his innocence stolen, then to his mother's brutal murder and his near undoing, that was until the demon within him was unleashed. From that moment on, he promised himself he would never look back and never regret anything.
Then here he was, doubting his actions. Was it right to feel that heavily? Was it just the closeness of them? What in the world would have possesed himself to throw himself on Kenta like that? Perhaps it was long dormant feelings he had had since he first met the boy. Or maybe his lonliness was getting to him. Either way, it was forced behavior. Kenta was probably now more afraid of him than ever, which means in one fowl swoop he ruined everything that they had worked for. And for some reason, he cared.
Kyo gave a large grown and rubbed his face with hot water. All of this thinking would be the end of him. In the end, he got out and dressed. If the boy was still at the camp, he would have to apologize. Otherwise he was no better than his deseased stepfather. The one he killed for such actions and horrible memories. He slowly walked back to the camp, gathering his words into thoughts.
He stopped dead when he saw Kyo. He honestly lost all trace of thought as the sunset, making the boys features highlighted and mystic. His words were gone. But he knew there was still something he had to say. He picked up his cloak, tying it around him, and then picking up his pack he looked over at Kyo carefully.
"I'm sorry for my earlier actions," Kyo said, "It was wrong. I lost controll and I promise you it will not happen again. If you wish to leave, that is your perogative, but I could not allow you to leave without making my apologies for my /violating/ actions known."
It was then he started down the dirt path in the field, toward the mountains in the Southwest. His manager was probably already wondering what happend, since the pigeon did not making. Kyo was getting bored with the road anyway. He just needed to keep himself in check and his tasks on mind.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 20, 2007 9:39:29 GMT -5
Kenta didn't fully turn around when Kyo was apologizing. After he'd finished beating himself with a tree, just sort of leaned his forearms against it and then leaned his head on those. So since he was still facing the tree, having only turned enough to give Kyo an ear to speak to, he obviously hadn't noticed that Kenta was bleeding again.
Kenta heard him turn to leave and followed him. "Hey, Wait a minute!" Kenta shouted, trying to get Kyo to turn around for him. Of course, Kenta, having given himself a mild concussion, stumbled over his own feet and hit the ground. As he looked up, his face was still visibly covered by the torrent of blood that had fled the wound in his forehead, which thanks to the tree, was reopened.
"Hey! I'm not about to walk away just because you're a pervert. I can't believe you'd think that. Now where are you going?" Kenta wasn't about to sacrifice his chance for revenge and top-notch training just because his master had a thing for him. And since Kyo was currently wallowing in self pity, Kenta decided this was the best time he was going to get to speak openly. Kenta was sure, he could put up with the occasional touches. Kyo seemed to catch himself before he got too far, anyways. A little violation for training... seemed fair. He was freeloading anyways. And in the end, wouldn't it make his revenge more sweet, and more personal?
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