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Simply an Illusion
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Beware! If male/male scenes make you uncomfortable, go back. This is a
yaoi fic, but it's a non-lemon one. Enjoy!
Disclaimer. FY belongs to Watase-sama, Bandai, Tokyo Television, Flower
Comics, and many others. No infringment was intended in the writing of
this fic. I'm not making any money off this anyways!
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Chuin opened his eyes. Was it morning already? He sat up and rubbed his
eyes. *Time to get myself made up*, he thought, then looking down at
himself, *and dressed*. The clothes were the ones he always wore to
bed. A simple, white shirt, that was unbelted, and a pair of dark
breeches, all threadbare, but in decent condition. He just didn't have
the money to buy new ones. Most of his money went to keep him supplied
in opera make up and the maintanence of his costume. Actually, he
didn't care what his bed clothes looked like, as long as they didn't
get to the point of needing patches.
The ground felt cold to his bare feet as he walked to the small chair
and table where he kept his opera make-up. He always put his make-up on
before his costume. That way he wouldn't have to look at his face for
too long. He never liked looking at himself without the make-up on.
With it on, he became someone else. He wasn't Chuin, an unwanted,
pathetic, and even a little frightened, nobody. Instead, he was Tomo,
Seiryuu Seishi, noticed and feared. He felt more powerful with it on.
He brushed his long hair, enjoying how it felt. Pulling back his hair,
he tied it up into a ponytail, making sure there was a lock of hair on
either side of his face. "Tomo?" Without thinking, Chuin turned towards
the voice. Standing in the doorflap was Suboshi, staring at him. Chuin
always thought the twins were good looking boys, but children weren't
his style. He preferred older men. After a moment, the youth said,
"um, sorry. I must have the wrong tent."
"What do you want, Suboshi?" Suboshi looked closer at Chuin, shocked at
what he saw. Chuin had forgotten for a moment that he didn't have his
make-up on yet. He turned his back to Suboshi and growled, "what do you
want?"
Suboshi snapped out of his shocked state. He stammered, "uh...ummmm...
ah, Nakago-sama wants to see you."
Chuin gasped. "See me?? But I'm not ready yet! Tell him I'll be there
in a half-hour." Chuin started fumbling through his make-up cases.
"I'll be there as soon as I'm dressed and ready."
"But Nakago-sama says he wants to see you, now!"
"But I can't go now," Chuin whined. He caught his reflection in the
small mirror he had on his table. *I can't let him see me like this*,
he thought.
Suboshi walked up next to Chuin and leaned close. "You should know not
to go against Nakago-sama's request. You don't want to make him angry,
do you?"
Chuin shuddered. As much as he was in love with Nakago, he was equally
frightened of him. He had to go, but how could he let Nakago see him
when he wasn't dressed or even had his make-up on?? Still, he knew
better than to rouse Nakago's anger. He had seen what happened to those
who didn't obey. He had to obey.
He stood up quickly, and hurried to the doorflap. He didn't even take
the time to put his boots on. Chuin rushed outside and across the
compound. Thankfully, it was still very early and no one was up yet.
He'd rather die than to have anyone see him like that. He reached
Nakago's tent and paused outside the doorflap. He sent a quick, silent
prayer to Seiryuu that Soi wasn't inside. *All I'd need*, he thought,
*is to have that hussy seeing me.*
Chuin lifted the flap and walked inside. Nakago had his back to him,
and he wasn't wearing a shirt. Chuin nearly swooned. As Nakago turned
around, Chuin dropped his head and stared at his bare feet. He heard
Nakago give a slight gasp and then there was a pause. He could just
feel Nakago's eyes running the length of him, and felt his own cheeks
beginning to flush. Why did Chuin suddenly feel like a five year old?
He'd never felt like that before. If only he had had the time to
change. "You wanted to see he," he asked, hesitantly.
"Look at me." Nakago's voice sounded strange. Chuin had never heard him
speak with such softness. He heard Nakago approaching him and started
to tremble. What was wrong with him?? He never acted this way in front
of Nakago! Nakago put a finger under Chuin's chin and gently lift his
face. "I said to look at me, Chuin."
Chuin's heart began to pound. *He used my name!* He looked into
Nakago's eyes, only to be confused with what he saw. Nakago's usual
smirk was gone, replaced by a look that Chuin had never seen on
another's face. And for some reason, that look sent his heart racing
even faster and his body trembling, but not with fear. It became too
much for him, and he looked away.
"I had hoped to catch you early enough. I'm glad I caught you before
you put that make-up and costume on." Chuin's eyes flew back to
Nakago's face. *Nani??* Nakago's finger lightly brushed Chuin's cheek.
It was all Chuin could do to keep from moaning Nakago's name, but he
couldn't stop the slight sound that came from the back of his throat.
"I like you better without it." Chuin couldn't believe his ears! His
head was reeling. Nakago preferred him without the make-up. *I'll
never wear it again. Anything for Nakago!*
To Chuin's surprise, Nakago leaned closer. Chuin felt a jolt go through
him as Nakago's lips brushed his. It felt as if every cell in his brain
exploded in a shower of fireworks. "Na...Nakago?" His voice was barely
a whisper. "Naze?" Could this be true? Could Nakago really be doing
this?
Nakago gave a soft chuckle. "Baka. Don't you see?" Chuin looked at him
in confusion. See what? Nakago stroked his cheek again, as he moved
his hand behind Chuin's head. He leaned close as he whispered to Chuin,
"I love you."
Chuin nearly passed out! All his life he had wanted someone, anyone,
to say those words to him, and now those words were being said by the
man he was in love with. Tears filled his eyes. Nakago loved him!
"Nakago", he whispered past the lump in his throat. An unwanted thought
came to him. "But what about Soi?"
Nakago chuckled. "Oh, her? I only use her to help me get my chi raised.
Plus, she is a seishi. Other than that, she means nothing to me."
Chuin's spirit began to soar. Nakago preferred him over that
prostitute.
He felt Nakago tugging at the band that held his hair. Chuin moved his
arm up to undo the band, but Nakago put his hand on Chuin's arm,
halting the movement. Chuin put his arm back down. Instead of untying
the band, Nakago slowly pulled it down the length of Chuin's ponytail.
As Nakago pulled the band along at such a slow pace, Chuin was in agony
and ecstasy. No one knew better than Chuin (and seemingly Nakago) that
ecstasy and agony could sometimes be one and the same thing. He closed
his eyes, savoring every moment of it.
As the band left his ponytail, Nakago ran his fingers through Chuin's
hair with the same maddenly slow pace. As he reached the end, Nakago
put an arm around Chuin's waist, the other hand making its way back up
to Chuin's head. "I want you, Chuin. Body and soul." Nakago's warm
breath tickled Chuin's ear, causing him to shiver.
"I am completely yours, Nakago," Chuin moaned. "I am your slave, now
and forever."
Nakago moved his head back a little, so that he could once again see
Chuin's face. They looked into each others eyes, before Nakago moved
closer again. Chuin closed his eyes as Nakago's lips met his, more
deeply than the last time. Chuin felt his knees buckle and he grabbed
onto Nakago to keep from falling. Nakago pulled him closer as the kiss
deepened.
Nakago ended the kiss, but immediately began planting kisses down
Chuin's neck. Chuin clung to him, caressing his back, causing Nakago
to give a slight moan. *I must have died and gone to heaven,* Chuin
thought, his senses going on overload. Nakago slowly lowered him to
the ground. Chuin obediately did what Nakago was silently bidding him
to do. Finally, he was going to be able to give himself completely to
Nakago.
"Tomo!" A voice called, seeming to come from above. Nakago gave no
indication that he heard it, but continued to nibble on Chuin's neck.
"Tomo!" Chuin glared at the ceiling. *Not now!! Give me another hour!*
But the voice became more ardent. "Tomo!" *No! Go away! Leave me
alone!* Nakago began to fade along with the suroundings. "Nakago",
Chuin whimpered. "No! Don't go!" But everything faded into blackness.
Chuin glared up and screamed, "iieeeeeee!!!
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Tomo slowly opened his eyes. Suboshi was kneeling in front of him,
shaking him by the shoulder. "Tomo! Come on, Tomo! Wake up!"
With unexpected swiftness, Tomo grabbed the boy by the throat. "What
do you want??" The boy's eyes grew wide with fear. Tomo pushed him away
with disgust. Disgust at the boy for disturbing him, and disgust at
himself for losing his composure. He brought his hands up to his face,
but stopped himself before he rubbed his face. He nearly forgot he had
his opera make-up on, and he wouldn't want to smear it. Tomo looked at
Suboshi again, who was warily looking at him. "I said, 'what do you
want'?"
Suboshi gingerly rubbed his throat. "Nakago-sama wants to see you."
Tomo's heart skipped a beat. *Baka! What are you getting excited
about? It was all a fantasy! Nakago will never return your feelings,
* he rebuked himself. He looked down at the shin in his hand.
*Nothing but a fantasy.* A tear gathered itself in the corner of one
eye, but he quickly and carefully brushed it away. He would not cry
in front of this child, or any person for that matter! He closed his
shin and put it away. He stood, straighten his opera costume, and went
on his way to see Nakago.
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Written by Cind-chan.
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