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The Night Innocence
Died
By Hideki LaShae
Chapter Three
Seto and
Katsuya arrive at the Kaiba Mansion not long after leaving Katsuya’s apartment
building.
“Can you
walk or will I need to carry you?” asks Seto with a glimmer in his eyes.
“I think I
can walk,” says Katsuya climbing from the Jaguar.
Seto climbs
out of his car and grabs all of their bags- two of books, one of clothes, and a
small bag of medicine. Then he leads Katsuya inside. “I think you should stay
in bed for awhile, so I’ll just show you to your room. Then I’ll get you some
water to take your medicine with.”
“You don’t
have to,” says Katsuya.
Seto grabs
Katsuya’s wrist and leads him up the grand staircase. He stops in front of a
room with a carved Mahogany door. “This is Mokuba’s room.”
“Wow!”
exclaims Katsuya looking at the Battle Ox, Mystic Horseman, and Rabid Horseman
staring back at him from the woodcarving.
Seto leads
Katsuya down the hallway a little further, and he stops in front of another
carved door, a heavy oak wood.
“This has
to be your room!” exclaims Katsuya looking at the three Blue-Eyes White Dragons
carved into the door.
Seto
smiles, a genuine smile.
Katsuya
catches a glimpse of Seto’s smile, and his cheeks redden. “Can I see your
room?”
Seto
blushes. “L… later.”
“Okay,”
says Katsuya turning to face Seto, “Where am I staying?”
“Right
across the hall,” says Seto looking at the cherry wood door across the hall
from his own room.
“R-really?”
asks Katsuya looking at the plain door on the other side of the hallway.
Seto opens
the door so Katsuya can enter the guest room, and he sets the bags inside to
the side.
Katsuya
steps into the room and looks around with wide eyes.
Seto leans
against the doorframe with a half-smile plastered to his face. He revels in the
sight of Katsuya staring awestruck at the extra-large room.
The
bathroom door along the right-hand wall sits ajar so that Katsuya can see the
hot tub within.
A large,
but empty, walk-in closet rests on the left-hand wall.
The
Queen-sized bed rests against the wall with the large windows.
Katsuya
looks all around the room utterly amazed. He sees the large plasma screen TV
and game station as well as the stereo, dresser and desk, complete with a
computer. He falls to his knees, unable to support himself anymore.
“Jou!”
exclaims Seto fearfully as he rushes to support Katsuya in a kneeling position,
“Are you okay?”
“This room…
it’s amazing!” exclaims Katsuya turning his honey-brown eyes to Seto. His
breathing hitches as he sees how close the brunet’s face and tantalizing lips
are to his own.
Seto’s lips
turn into a pleased smile. “I’m glad you like it.”
“I do,”
whispers Katsuya.
Seto helps
Katsuya to his feet and over to the bed.
“I’m okay…
really,” says Katsuya. He forces a smile.
“I’ll go
get you some water so you can take your medicine. Would you like something to
eat?” asks Seto.
Katsuya
blushes and looks away from Seto. “I am a little hungry.”
Seto nods
and heads to the door. He stops and speaks over his shoulder to Katsuya while
trying to keep his face hidden from view. “The pharmacist explained to me how I
need to apply the ointment to you. You might want to remove your pants. I’ll
help you when I return.”
Katsuya
blushes as Seto leaves, but he does as requested and removes his pants after kicking
off his shoes. He unbuttons his uniform shirt and drops it on the foot of his
bed with his pants. He sits down in his bed and covers himself with the
blanket.
Seto
returns to Katsuya’s room with a tray holding a plate with two sandwiches and
sliced apples and two glasses of glistening water. He stops just inside the
door to lift the bag of medicine. Then he moves to the bed and places the tray
on the nightstand. He pulls the bottle of pills from the bag and passes one
pill and a glass of water to Katsuya.
Katsuya
takes a sip of the delightful, lightly flavored water to wet his mouth before
he tucks the pill into his mouth and swallows it with a gulp of water.
“Open up,”
says Seto with a smirk to tell Katsuya that he does this with Mokuba all the
time when the younger boy is sick.
“I
swallowed it!” exclaims Katsuya.
“I said…
open up,” says Seto firmly.
Katsuya
opens his mouth so that Seto can see that he did in fact swallow the pill.
Seto lifts
a piece of apple and quickly places it in Katsuya’s open mouth, letting his
finger brush gently against the bottom lip.
Katsuya
closes his mouth and smiles as he chews up the piece of apple and swallows it.
“Thank you.”
“Now lie
down on your stomach. I need to apply the ointment,” says Seto pulling a package
of latex gloves and a tube of ointment from the bag.
Katsuya
blushes but he obeys.
Seto pulls
the gloves on before lowering the blanket that covers Katsuya’s white
undershirt and navy blue boxer shorts. His hands move to Katsuya’s waist. “Just
relax.”
Katsuya
shivers as Seto pulls his underwear down to his knees. He closes his eyes and
takes a deep breath. He spreads his legs apart for Seto.
Seto
massages some ointment around Katsuya’s opening, and, with a liberal amount on
his gloved finger, he slides his finger into the opening to massage the
ointment into the inner walls.
Katsuya
groans when the finger first slides into him. He doesn’t remember that stinging
sensation before, but he was in a great deal more pain that time as well. He
tries to relax and blushes as he feels Seto massaging his inner wall.
Seto pulls
his hand away when he hears Katsuya’s pleasured moan. He blushes as he turns
away and peels off the gloves. “You can get dressed now.”
Katsuya
pulls his boxers up as Seto heads into his bathroom. He lies down on his side
and pulls the blanket over him again.
Seto
returns after a moment without the gloves. He sits down beside Katsuya and
pulls the plate onto the bed. “Eat as much as you can.”
Katsuya
props himself up on a pillow and lifts half a sandwich. He takes a bite of it
and smiles. “This is really good. What is it?”
“Ham,
lettuce, tomato, cheddar cheese, and a dressing made of mayonnaise and
mustard,” says Seto smiling, “I learned about it from a business associate from
America. It covers all the major food groups.”
“Aren’t you
going to eat?” asks Katsuya taking another bite.
“I’ll eat
what you can’t finish,” says Seto watching Katsuya eat, “When do we want,” he
adds with a sigh, “to start on those questions that bastard Xi-lang gave us?”
Katsuya
lowers his sandwich and swallows the bite in his mouth. “I was hoping we could
forget about that!”
“We can’t,”
says Seto taking a drink from his own glass.
“Then we’ll
start after our snack,” says Katsuya taking the last bite from his sandwich
half in his hand. He lifts a slice of apple and holds it up towards Seto’s
mouth.
‘He’s
trying to feed me! My puppy is trying to feed me… his master!’ thinks Seto,
‘Now I can’t have that!’ He takes the apple from Katsuya’s hand, and he lowers
it to Katsuya’s lips. “I said you were to eat first.”
Katsuya
slumps his shoulders as he swallows his bite of sandwich. He opens his mouth
and takes the apple.
Seto’s
finger runs across Katsuya’s upper lip. ‘His lips are so soft… and beautiful…
and enticing! I must have them!’
Katsuya
watches Seto bend closer to him. He doesn’t quite comprehend why the handsome,
successful, corporate CEO would be approaching him with that look of desire in
his eyes. “Kaiba?”
“The people
who live in this house call me Seto,” says Seto quietly still closing the gap
between him and Katsuya.
“S-Seto…”
Katsuya closes his eyes.
‘What am I
thinking? I’m not gay! I can’t kiss him!’ thinks Seto, ‘I need a distraction,
quick! … Mokuba!’ He sits up straight rather quickly. “Mokuba!”
“Moku-what?”
asks Katsuya opening his eyes in disappointment.
“The limo
driver has the day off, so I’ll need to pick Mokuba up at school! Do you know
what time it is?” asks Seto.
Katsuya
looks at his watch. “Almost four.”
“Eat as
much as you can,” says Seto, “I need to go get Mokuba!”
“You’ll
need strength,” says Katsuya lifting a slice of apple.
Seto smiles
and quickly takes the apple from Katsuya’s hand. He kisses the fingers before
he stands up. He blushes as he quickly kisses Katsuya’s forehead. “We’ll start
our work after I return.”
Katsuya
blushes. He nods his head.
Seto
hurries out of the room while Katsuya starts to eat the other half of his first
sandwich.
* * *
Seto walks
into Katsuya’s room. He smiles when he sees the plate on the nightstand.
One
complete sandwich has been eaten as well as nearly half the apple slices.
Seto walks
up to the edge of the bed and brushes a strand of the blond hair away from
Katsuya’s closed eyes. “Are you awake?”
“I am now,”
whispers Katsuya opening his eyes. He smiles at Seto.
“I didn’t
mean to wake you,” says Seto.
Katsuya
looks over at the plate on the nightstand. “You didn’t eat your snack.”
“I just got
back,” says Seto lifting a slice of apple and holding it to Katsuya’s lips.
Katsuya
shakes his head.
Seto shrugs
and places the apple in his own mouth. “What did you do with those questions?”
“In my
bag,” says Katsuya.
Seto heads
back to the door and lifts Katsuya’s bag of books. He returns to the bed and
passes the bag to Katsuya. He lifts the plate and his glass of water and moves
around the bed, settling himself on Katsuya’s other side to eat his sandwich.
Katsuya
pulls the file folder, a notebook, and a pen from his bag. “So… should I start
asking you questions first or do you want to go first?”
“I’m
eating. You ask the questions,” says Seto before placing the last bite of his
half-sandwich into his mouth.
Katsuya
pulls out the first sheet of questions. He settles himself on his side facing
Seto and opens the notebook. “Okay, first question… What is your full name?”
Seto chews
up the bite of his sandwich in his mouth and doesn’t answer.
“That’s
easy, Seto Kaiba,” says Katsuya.
“No,” says
Seto swallowing.
“What?”
asks Katsuya looking at Seto with wide eyes, “Then what is your name, Seto?”
“Sagara…
Seto Sagara Kaiba… Mokuba doesn’t even remember our last name before we went to
the orphanage. I have tried to forget it, but I can’t. Sagara was my name
before I went to the orphanage with Mokuba,” explains Seto.
Katsuya
quickly writes down the answer.
“Next
question,” says Seto lifting the other half of his sandwich and taking a bite.
“Okay… tell
me about your family. There’s your little brother, Mokuba, and your stepbrother
Noah… Stepfather Gozaburo too… How do we explain what happened to them?” asks
Katsuya, “I don’t think Mr. Xi-lang will be too accepting of a story where we
say they were trapped inside a computer.”
“We’ll say
that Gozaburo abandoned Mokuba and I after I took over Kaiba Corp,” says Seto
watching Katsuya write as he quickly finishes his sandwich. He leans back
against the oak headboard. “Sagara.”
“What?”
asks Katsuya pausing in his writing.
“Megumi
Sagara, my birth mother. I don’t remember much about her, just long black hair
and silver eyes. Mokuba gets his looks from her. My birth father, Sano Sagara,
looked rather like me,” says Seto closing his eyes, “They disappeared when
Mokuba was very young. He doesn’t even remember them.”
“What
happened to them?” asks Katsuya.
“I don’t
know. They just disappeared.”
Katsuya
lifts a slice of apple from the plate and holds it up towards Seto’s mouth.
“Seto… here, boy!”
Seto opens
his eyes and looks at the apple being offered to him. “Pretending I’m a dog
now, mutt?”
Katsuya
blushes and turns his eyes away from Seto’s glare.
“I’ll let
it slide this once, puppy,” says Seto taking the apple slice and Katsuya’s
fingers into his mouth. He sucks on the fingers lightly as he pulls back away
from Katsuya’s hand. “Thank you, Jou.”
Katsuya
blushes and writes down the information about Sano and Megumi Sagara. “Next
question… birth date?”
“April
twenty-seventh,” says Seto lifting a piece of apple and sticking it into his
mouth. He takes a drink of his water.
“Twenty-seven!
That’s just over a week away! How old will you be?” asks Katsuya. He smiles.
“Seventeen.”
Katsuya
writes the date on his paper. “Are you planning a party?”
“No. Mokuba
and I only celebrate his birthday. We never celebrate mine. He gives me a gift
every year, but that’s it,” says Seto, “My birthday isn’t important.”
“Yes it
is!” exclaims Katsuya sitting up quickly. He gasps in pain.
Seto’s eyes
widen. “Jou!”
“I’m okay,
Seto,” says Katsuya, “I just moved too fast.”
Seto grabs
Katsuya’s shoulders and tries to force him back into a lying position.
“Your
birthday is important!” exclaims Katsuya, “You should celebrate it somehow!”
“We’ll
discuss it later. Now lie down,” says Seto.
Katsuya
leans into Seto’s arms. “Next question. What are your hobbies?”
“Duel
monsters… computer programming,” says Seto as he holds Katsuya.
Katsuya
starts writing down the list.
“Running
Kaiba Corp… taking care of Mokuba,” says Seto, “and swimming in the moonlight.”
“Skinny
dipping?” asks Katsuya raising an eyebrow at Seto as he finishes writing. He
lifts a bite of the apple to Seto’s lips.
“Yes. I
like the sense of freedom,” says Seto blushing. He takes the apple and chews it
slowly. He tightens his arms around Katsuya. “Next question…”
Katsuya
looks at the paper and blushes. “Um… have you ever been kissed?”
“What?”
asks Seto pushing himself away from Katsuya.
“That’s the
next question. Have you ever been kissed?”
“What the
hell kinds of questions are these?” exclaims Seto backing away from Katsuya.
Katsuya
blushes. “The most personal ones.”
Seto lifts
the plate of sliced apples and climbs off the bed with it. He walks around and
places it on the tray.
“Could you
pass me my glass?”
Seto lifts
Katsuya’s glass and passes it to him.
Katsuya
places his left hand over his stomach and forces some of the water down his
throat. “Thank you.”
Seto takes
the glass again and replaces it on the nightstand. “Does your stomach hurt
you?”
“I just ate
a little too much,” says Katsuya, “I’m not used to having food. Come lie down,
and we’ll finish this.”
Seto
returns to the other side of the bed and lies down beside Katsuya.
“Now, come
on, Seto! I’m sure you’ve kissed tons of pretty girls! Just give me a number!”
exclaims Katsuya.
“None.”
Seto’s cheeks turn pink. “I’ve never kissed anyone before. I always thought if
I initialized the kiss then I wanted it to be with someone special who meant a
lot to me.”
Katsuya’s
cheeks redden as he writes down the answer ‘Never been kissed.’
“Next?”
‘What would
you do if I gave you a kiss right now?’ thinks Katsuya as his heartbeat
quickens and his face reddens even more.
“Next
question?”
Katsuya
looks at the paper and reads the question to himself. ‘I’ll save that one for a
little bit.’
“Are you
sleeping, mutt?” asks Seto.
“What would
you do if someone you knew came up to you and kissed you on the mouth?” asks
Katsuya trying to hide his face so his embarrassment doesn’t show.
“Was anyone
else watching in your… hypothetical world?” asks Seto trying not to blush.
“No. You
and that person were just… alone,” says Katsuya, “What would you do if someone
kissed you?”
“Male or
female?” Seto blushes.
“Does it
matter?”
“I think my
reaction might differ between various people.”
“Okay… how
about some examples? What if Anzu cornered you in the library and kissed you?”
asks Katsuya.
“I’d shove
her away and tell her to never touch me again,” says Seto.
“What about
if Yugi tripped and knocked you over so your lips met when you landed on the
floor?”
‘He wants
to know how I’d react if he kissed me, but he’s trying to be coy about it. Just
shut up and kiss me, Jou! … What? I’m not gay! I don’t want to kiss
him!’ thinks Seto. He shakes his head. “Yugi would receive a fist to his jaw.”
“And Marie…
if she kissed you?”
“Fist.”
“Um… what
about Mai? What if she came to challenge you and kissed you instead?” asks Katsuya
smiling.
“I’d let
her finish her kiss then tell her not to touch me again!”
“And if
Ryou kissed you?”
“Dressed as
a boy or a girl?”
“In his
school uniform,” says Katsuya.
“Hmm… what
would I do… probably just push him away,” says Seto, “Anyone else?”
“Yeah. One
more,” says Katsuya blushing a reddish-purple.
“Go ahead,”
says Seto shifting his body to be a bit more comfortable. He places his hands
beneath his head and spreads his legs apart. ‘Now all you have to do is roll on
top of me, puppy, and I’ll be completely at your mercy when you kiss me.’
“What if I
just rolled over, pushed you down, and kissed you right now,” says Katsuya.
“I’d let
you finish your kiss. What I’d do afterwards depends on how good of a kiss it
was,” says Seto.
“If it was
good?”
“I might
ask you to do it again.”
“If it was
also my first kiss and it totally sucked?”
“I’d tell
you that you need to practice more,” says Seto smiling at Katsuya. ‘Now kiss
me! We can practice on each other! … No, don’t kiss me! I’m so not gay!’
Katsuya
swallows hard and slides closer to Seto. ‘Should I kiss him? Or should I not?’
‘Don’t kiss
me… please do, puppy… don’t kiss me, you filthy mutt… kiss me then I’ll give
you a bath to make you clean! I’ll touch your body, massage your long, perfect
penis, and drink in the sweetness of your lips. Kiss me!’ thinks Seto
desperately, ‘Who the hell are you that keeps begging my puppy to kiss me? …
I’m Seto Kaiba, and I love my puppy… No, I don’t! I’m not gay!’
“Seto?”
asks Katsuya sliding up so his body brushes against Seto’s, “You look deep in
thought. What are you thinking of?”
“My first
kiss,” says Seto moving his right arm to wrap around Katsuya, “I wonder what it
will be like. Will I enjoy it?”
“I hope
so,” says Katsuya.
Seto closes
his eyes. “I’m so tired.”
“Why?”
“I spent
most of last night carrying food up to your apartment. The elevator’s broken,
remember?”
“You could
take a nap if you want,” says Katsuya, “I wouldn’t mind. We could finish the
questions later.”
“All right,
but don’t let me sleep too long.” Seto takes a deep breath and relaxes against
Katsuya. He drifts quickly to sleep.
“You have
me so confused, Seto Kaiba,” whispers Katsuya once he hears Seto’s steady
breathing, “I don’t know anything when I’m around you. I think I hate you. I
think I love you. I think I just can’t live my life without you.” He kisses
Seto’s cheek before he relaxes and also falls asleep.
* * *
Mokuba
creeps into the room after having knocked loudly for over five minutes. His
eyes widen at the sight before him.
Seto sleeps
peacefully in the bed with his left arm beneath his head and his right arm
around Katsuya.
Katsuya
rests his head on Seto’s chest as he sleeps with both his arms crossed in front
of his chest.
Mokuba
smiles. “Seto’s got a boyfriend!”
Seto and
Katsuya continue to sleep.
“Seto!
Jou!” shouts Mokuba.
Seto jumps
as he wakes. He sees Katsuya lifting his blond head from his chest and yawning.
Then his eyes dart to Mokuba standing at the open doorway, and his blue eyes
widen. “Mokuba!”
“Mokuba?”
asks Katsuya sitting up with wide eyes and looking at the raven-haired boy who
smiles at them.
“It’s
dinner time!” exclaims Mokuba.
Katsuya’s stomach growls
loudly.
“We’ll be
down in a minute, Mokie,” says Seto.
Mokuba nods
and heads out of Katsuya’s room.
“Get
dressed,” says Seto climbing from the bed, “I’ll show you to the dining room.
We’ll have to reapply the medicine after dinner as well. Then we can continue
that assignment, or I can leave you alone to watch some TV or something.”
“We’ll
see,” says Katsuya, “Uh… you’re not planning on telling Mokuba what happened to
me, are you?” He blushes. “Especially the medicine part.”
Seto
smirks. “There is no way I’m telling my little brother I have to touch your
butt!”
Katsuya
climbs out of bed and puts his uniform pants back on. “Thanks, Seto.”
“You should
unpack after dinner too,” says Seto, “I do not want to see you dressed in your
school uniform at every meal.”
Katsuya
hangs his head as he pulls his uniform shirt on. He leaves it unbuttoned.
“I have
some clothes I’d like you to have. They’re about your size and would look…”
Seto takes a deep breath. ‘Go on, say it! That silk shirt and tight black jeans
would look so sexy on my puppy!’
Katsuya
raises his eyebrows.
“Attractive
on you,” says Seto, but he thinks, ‘Coward! Why couldn’t I just say it! I like
him!’
Katsuya
smiles.
“Maybe even
sexy… to the people who might be attracted to a puppy like you,” says Seto
blushing.
“In that
case, I’ll accept,” says Katsuya blushing. His stomach growls again.
“We’d best
go down for dinner,” says Seto gently taking Katsuya’s hand, “You’re hungry.”
“Dinner. Do
you know what we’re having?” asks Katsuya pulling Seto from his bedroom.
“Actually,
no,” says Seto leading Katsuya down the stairs, “The cook, Rissa, prepares the
menu. I don’t know what I’m having until I sit down to eat it.”
“What if
you’re not in the mood for it?” asks Katsuya. He trips and falls onto Seto’s
back. “I’m sorry!”
Seto
chuckles. “You did that on purpose!”
‘So maybe I
did,’ thinks Katsuya, blushing as Seto lifts him into a piggyback ride.
“If you
wanted a ride, you just had to ask,” says Seto blushing slightly.
“Oh, I want
to ride,” says Katsuya resting his head on Seto’s shoulder. ‘I want to ride you
like a cowboy all night long, but you wouldn’t let me control you… dominate
you. You wouldn’t let me make love to you.’
Seto
carries Katsuya to the dining room and sets him down beside a chair.
“So… what
did you two do to become friends?” asks Mokuba smiling.
“We…”
“Later,
Mokuba,” says Seto.
Mokuba
chuckles knowingly. “I hope you like Oden, Jou! That’s what Rissa made for
dinner!”
“I love
Oden!” exclaims Katsuya.
* * *
“I’ll get
those clothes that I said you could have,” says Seto, “while you undress so I
can apply the medicine. There’s a basket in the bathroom where you can leave
your uniform… and any other clothes you wish to be cleaned.”
Katsuya
nods before Seto closes the door behind him. He heads into the bathroom and
starts to pull off his clothes. He drops his clothing into the wicker basket
and sits down on the toilet, gasping in pain as he tries to clear his body of
the impurities.
Seto
returns to the bedroom and moves around it as he places the articles of
clothing he brought away. He calls into the bathroom. “Are you all right in
there, mutt?”
A gasp of
pain from Katsuya forces Seto to race into the bathroom.
“I’m okay,”
says Katsuya standing up feebly.
“You suck
at lying!” exclaims Seto, “Sit back down. I’ll run a bath so we can clean you
up before we apply your medicine. Then you’ll need to take your antibiotic.” He
moves over to the Jacuzzi-hot tub and starts to fill it with warm water.
Katsuya
sits back down on the toilet. “You know… it would probably be easier to hire a
nurse.”
“Easier?
Yes, but also more expensive. I’ve spent enough money on you for awhile,” says
Seto.
“But then
you wouldn’t have to touch me. I know you don’t like doing this,” says Katsuya,
“You don’t even like me. You shouldn’t have to help me like this!”
“Do you hate
me, Jou?”
“Sometimes
I do, but sometimes I don’t.”
“That’s how
I feel about you,” says Seto feeling the temperature of the water, “and while
it is thoroughly embarrassing to be doing all this for you, truthfully I
wouldn’t trust your care to anyone else.” He turns the water off and moves away
from the tub as he starts to unbutton his shirt. “Into the tub, Jou.”
Katsuya
stands and climbs into the tub, letting himself sink into the therapeutic
water.
“Touching
you isn’t that bad,” says Seto pulling off his uniform shirt and dropping it
into the basket. He pulls off his white shirt and dumps it into the basket. He
kneels beside Katsuya and sticks his hands into the water. He cups some water
and raises it up Katsuya’s chest as it slides through his fingers.
“Uh… Seto?”
“Hmm… Jou?”
“Couldn’t
you come in here with me?” asks Katsuya blushing.
“You just
want to see me naked, you pervert!” exclaims Seto blushing.
“Sorry,”
says Katsuya as Seto backs away from the tub. He leans forward into the water.
‘Well… maybe I am a pervert. I do want to see him naked.’
Seto slides
off his shoes and removes his pants. He drops his pants on the floor as he
pulls his boxers off. He leaves his underwear on the floor beside his pants. “I
hope you’re happy!”
Katsuya
turns to look at Seto, and his face turns bright red as he looks at the newly
exposed flesh. He nods his head.
Seto climbs
into the bathtub with Katsuya and sinks into the water.
“Does it
bother you that I’m gay?” asks Katsuya.
“No… why
should it?”
“It would bother
a lot of people,” says Katsuya, “Are you gay? Is that why it doesn’t bother
you?”
“I am not
gay!” exclaims Seto lifting the bar of soap, “Now let me wash your back!”
Katsuya
sits in front of Seto.
Seto scrubs
Katsuya’s back and takes extra care when washing his buttocks and the sensitive
opening. ‘Now… it would be so easy to just wrap my arms around him and wash the
rest of him, especially his cock. I bet I could get him so hard he would beg me
to take him and help him heal. Only love can heal the pain he feels… What am I
thinking? I do not want to touch his dick! I do not want to have sex with him!
I especially don’t want to see him aroused! I do not love him, and I am not
gay!’
“You’re
being quiet. Is something wrong?” asks Katsuya.
“Just
thinking,” whispers Seto into Katsuya’s ear as his hands start to scrub the
blond’s chest.
“About?”
‘Having the
most passionate night of sex with you that any of us could imagine… what the
hell?’ thinks Seto. “Oh… about our homework. Did you want to continue on it
after our bath?”
“Just for a
little while. You can ask me the questions this time. We’ll finish yours
another time,” says Katsuya.
“All
right,” says Seto placing the bar of soap in Katsuya’s hand, “Wet your hair and
I’ll wash it for you.”
Katsuya ducks
beneath the water and comes up in Seto’s arms. He smiles as Seto blushes. “I’m
ready.”
“What do
you normally use?” asks Seto reaching towards the bottles of shampoo and
conditioner along the edge.
“My dad
buys the cheapest stuff in the world… if he even bothers to buy it at all… He
has a problem,” says Katsuya slumping his shoulders.
“Financial?”
asks Seto moving his hand from the cheap shampoo he had been reaching for and
grabbing instead the best shampoo money can buy, his personal favorite.
“Yeah. He
gives all his money to the bar,” says Katsuya.
Seto starts
to work the shampoo into Katsuya’s golden-blond locks. “He’s an alcoholic? Is
that why you didn’t have any food?”
“Yeah,”
says Katsuya washing his chest and stomach while Seto massages his scalp. He
closes his eyes and leans against Seto’s chest.
“Does this
feel good?” whispers Seto continuing to massage Katsuya’s scalp with his hands
covered in lather from the shampoo.
“Really
good,” whispers Katsuya.
“And your
father… does he ever hurt you when he’s drunk?”
~Katsuya’s Memory~
I sat in my
bedroom trying to finish the last bit of homework. It was some stupid thing for
my art class. I’d do my math work in the morning before class. I heard a key
scraping the lock to the apartment, so I got up and walked into the living
room. I looked out the peephole to see my father. I unlocked the door and swung
it open.
“Hey, son!
Help yer… hiccup… old man to bed!” exclaimed my dad falling into my arms.
“Been out
drinking again, Dad?” I asked pulling his keys from the door. I pulled him into
our apartment and helped him into the slightly larger bedroom.
My father
collapsed onto his bed.
“Have you
eaten anything?” I asked.
“Mmm-hmm…
at the… hiccup… bar,” said my father.
I stared at
dad as he fell asleep. I sighed as I headed back out to close and lock the
door. I dropped dad’s keys on the small table beside the door, and my stomach
growled. I searched the kitchen from top to bottom and only found a couple of
ice cubes and one moldy slice of bread.
~End Memory~
“He’s never
hurt me… not drunk or sober,” says Katsuya.
Seto
finishes massaging the shampoo into all of Katsuya’s scalp and hair. He lowers
Katsuya into the water gently and runs his hand through the blond hair as he
rinses out the shampoo. He lifts Katsuya back up. “I’m glad he hasn’t hurt you.
I don’t want anyone to hurt you.”
“You don’t
have to worry about me,” says Katsuya.
“But I
already do,” whispers Seto grabbing his favorite conditioner and starting to
apply it to the soft blond locks.
Katsuya
relaxes and lets Seto finish with his hair.
“Are you
all clean now?” asks Seto after rinsing the conditioner from Katsuya’s hair,
“Washed everything?”
“Yeah,”
says Katsuya blushing.
‘Damn! That
means I have no reason to touch him anymore!’ Seto smirks to himself and takes
the soap from Katsuya. “Let’s just double-check.”
Katsuya
blushes reddish-purple as Seto’s hands move the bar of soap down his chest and
across his stomach. He gasps in shock as Seto’s hands start to wash his
genitals.
“I won’t
hurt you, puppy.”
“I’m not a
puppy,” whispers Katsuya.
“You’re my
puppy,” whispers Seto moving his hands from Katsuya’s body and placing the soap
in the soap dish. He clears his throat and blushes. “We should get out now and
go tend to your medication.”
Katsuya
nods and moves away from Seto.
Seto climbs
quickly from the tub and wraps a towel around his waist. He grabs a second
towel and holds it out to Katsuya.
Katsuya
climbs from the tub and blushes as he dries himself off. “I’ll be in bed.”
“I’ll just
be a few moments,” says Seto.
Katsuya
heads out into the bedroom with the towel wrapped around his waist.
‘He was
trying to arouse me with his innocence, and he was succeeding!’ thinks Seto
drying himself off and looking down at his arousal, ‘No! You’re not getting
any! My puppy is too injured for you to have any!’ An image flashes through his
mind, and he sees the blond teenager lying on his back beneath him. His dream
self thrusts into the willing boy with determination. ‘No!’ screams his mind, ‘I
do not want to have sex with him! I’m not gay! I’m not gay!’
“Seto?”
calls Katsuya from the bedroom.
Seto
quickly pulls on his boxers and his pants. He dries his chest again and tosses
the towel into the basket. He grabs the latex gloves from the medicine cabinet
and walks into the bedroom pulling them on. “I’m right here.”
“I thought
you forgot about me,” says Katsuya rolling onto his stomach.
“I could
never do that,” says Seto removing the towel from Katsuya’s waist. He lifts the
tube of medicine and squeezes some out onto his gloves. He massages some of the
ointment around Katsuya’s opening. With the ointment encasing his gloved
finger, he slides it slowly inside Katsuya’s opening and massages the inner
walls.
Katsuya
closes his eyes and relaxes.
Seto rubs
and caresses Katsuya’s inside. He looks at the expression on Katsuya’s face,
but he can’t quite seem to figure out what emotion it’s portraying. “Does it
hurt, puppy?”
Katsuya
opens his eyes a little and looks at Seto with a half-lidded gaze. “It stung a
little when you entered, but it doesn’t hurt at all.”
‘Oh, so
that’s it. He’s not in pain. He’s enjoying it!’ thinks Seto continuing
to massage the inner walls, ‘Far be it for me to take away his source of
pleasure. He doesn’t get nearly enough enjoyment in life. My poor puppy. But
the second you make a sound to voice your enjoyment, it’s over.’
As if
Katsuya heard Seto’s thoughts, he bites his bottom lip to silence the moan in
his throat.
Seto smiles
and continues. He works for several minutes.
Katsuya
moans contentedly.
“All done,”
says Seto pulling his finger from inside Katsuya, “There are some pajamas in
the closet you can change into. I’ll get you some water to take your pills
with.”
“Thank you
for helping me, Seto,” says Katsuya as Seto heads into the bathroom pulling the
gloves off. He waits for a moment before climbing from the bed. He finds that
the pain of walking has lessened somewhat. He finds a pair of royal blue, silk
pajamas in the walk-in closet, and he quickly pulls them on. He doesn’t notice
Seto leave the room, nor does he bother putting on underwear. He heads back to
bed and lies down on his side.
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