The Healer of Death Chapter 3 |
Seiji awoke, and gasped. In the arms of another man! Eriac would kill him! But then it fell into place, as memories flooded his mind and the death of his lover hit him full force once more, as he burst out into tears. He felt arms wrap around him, pulling him to a warm body in a soothing gesture. cShh, it’s ok. Calm down, Seiji." Sobbing, the blonde didn’t think to look at just who was holding him. Instead he clutched the cloth of the man’s shirt into his fists, and cried into the soft cotton. "He’s gone, oh gods he is truly gone..." Seiji cried as Ryo sighed. This boy was certainly a piece of work. A beautiful piece of work, but one nonetheless. "Seiji, look at me." Carefully the boy looked up, and gasped, pulling away. "You! Why are you here?" He demanded, rubbing at his eyes with his hands. "I’m sorry, but this would be my room." Ryo stated as Seiji turned to face away from him. "I demand that you let me free." Seiji stated as Ryo laughed. "Sorry, no can do. You are mine now, get used to it." "I am not yours!" Seiji growled as he glared at the onyx haired man. "Seiji, look at yourself." Seiji glanced down and noticed that he was still dressed in the whorish outfit he had been wearing the day before. His face flushed brightly as he glared angrily at Ryo. "Why am I still in this?" He demanded, as Ryo grinned. "You don’t know how hot you look. Actually, it’s because it was either you sleep in my bed in that, or the nude. Now, I would have been all for the other, but I thought that you wouldn’t like that." "Ugh! I hate you!" Seiji cried out as Nasuti peered in the doorway. "Ryo, I didn’t think you had it in you. To dress some poor woman as a whore." Seiji groaned in annoyance. "I am not a woman!" Quickly he pulled off the shirt. "I told you that I was not a girl!" Both Ryo and Nasty stared at the man, who blushed. Quickly he dashed back to the bed, hiding under the covers. "Man, Ryo, you really know how to pick them." Ryo grinned. " I know. But actually, he’s not here for that reason." Nasty gave him an odd look. "What do you mean?" She asked as Ryo smiled. "He’s a healer. And he’s a prophet. My men retrieved him after the battle. He was why they were making such a commotion last night." She ruled her eyes. "You have the biggest group of morons under your service." She stated as he laughed softly. "I know, but they get the job done. If it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have that hot little number in only a skirt in my bed." Nasty smiled at the boy, who looked down. "Sorry girl, the man’s gay." She sighed. "The best ones always are." Ryo grinned. "My men are such idiots. They actually killed his boyfriend in front of him." She gasped in horror. "How could they do that?" Ryo shrugged. "Still can’t figure out myself. I mean, if you’re going to take someone from their family and home, you do not go off and kill their lover for no reason." "He tried to save me." Seiji sniffled, hanging his head. He felt like a moron. Never had he cried so much, in so little time. Ryo sighed. So there had been a motive. "Look, kid, I’m sorry that he’s dead. I really am, because seeing you like this is not a pretty sight. But there’s nothing I can do. And I’m sorry, but you really can’t go home, because you know where we hide out, and you do not know how many people are out for my blood. So, you have to stay with us." Seiji nodded faintly. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand, he just liked making Ryo mad. He didn’t want to admit it, but the man was adorable when he was flushed. Red seemed to suit the army’s leader quite well. "I know that I must stay. I just wish they’d let me heal him. They didn’t even let e touch him, or kiss him, or even say goodbye. The last thing that he said to me was for them to leave me alone." The boy’s lower lip trembled as he tried not to cry. Nasty sighed as she walked over to him, pulling him into her arms. "Come on kid, just let it all go." She whispered as he cried in her arms. She struggled to control her hormones. Ryo’s moronic henchmen thought that she wanted a man that was muscle-bound and masculine. She smiled at the thought. She wanted someone that was intelligent and sweet, not stupid and emotionless. Those men would never have her unless they finally got some brains. "I’m fine now." Seiji stated softly, bringing her back to reality. She smiled brightly. "That’s good to know. Anyways, you need anyone to talk to; old Nasty here will be there for you! My room’s right down the hall." Seiji smiled. "Thank you." He stated softly. She smiled and rose. "Now Ryo, you be nice to the boy. It’s not his fault your henchmen are morons and that he’s different from most men." Ryo nodded. "I’ll behave Nasty." "And no treating him like a piece of meat." She warned. "He’s not like all those trashy people that you bring back. Them, I don’t mind how you treat them. But he is scared, and does not want to be here, and that means that you do not jump him, nor do you make him do things to you, got it?" Ryo groaned. "But Nasty, that’s just about everything! What can I do?" She smiled. "Be nice for once in your life." She stated as Ryo groaned. "There’s a reason her nickname is Nasty." Ryo stated as Nasty glared at him. "I heard that!" She stated, glaring at him. He smiled innocently. "I didn’t say anything." Giving him once last glare, then bursting into a grin, the woman walked out of the room. "Well, since she won’t let me jump you like I had originally planned, I guess I’ll just give you some decent clothes and heat up some water so that you can take a bath." Seiji looked at Ryo oddly. "You listen to her?" He asked as Ryo grinned. "She has long nails. I don’t mess with her claws." He stated as Seiji cracked a small smile. "Thank you." He murmured softly as Ryo looked at him oddly. "What are you thanking me for?" Ryo asked in confusion as Seiji blushed. "You didn’t jump me like you said you had planned." Ryo laughed as he pulled out a pair of silk black shorts and a matching, sleeveless top. "Here you go." He stated, as he handed to clothes to Seiji. "Sorry, everything in my wardrobe is black. And that’s the only outfit small enough to fit you." Seiji nodded. "Oh yeah! The bath! Well, I always have someone prepare me a bath in the morning, so why don’t you have it?" Seiji shook his head. "I couldn’t do that." "Well, you could join me then." Ryo stated mischievously as Seiji blushed crimson. "Ryo..." He stated with a blush as Ryo took his hand. "Come on Seiji, you need a bath. You look like hell, and I smell like it. I promise I won’t try anything. Nasty made me promise not to do you, so that means I can’t unless you agree. But since hell will freeze over before that happened, I can’t try anything." Seiji looked at him oddly. "Why do you want me anyways?" He asked as Ryo looked at him oddly. "Why wouldn’t I? I mean you’re adorable! And you’re really sweet, once you get passed the bitchy "I’m going to kill you" stage." Seiji hung his head. "I’m sorry about that." Ryo shrugged. "You had your reasons. So, anyways, what about that bath?" Seiji nodded. "I’d like that." He smiled, as he crawled out from under the cover, holding down the skirt. "I don’t know how girls take this." He stated as he walked over to Ryo, taking the outfit in his hands as he walked ahead of Ryo. "Am I going in the right direction?" He asked as Ryo nodded, ignoring the boy and instead watching the quite perfect ass ahead of him. Gods he wanted the boy. Sure he’d slept with men and woman alike, but never had he wanted someone so badly. "It’s right ahead." He muttered, as Seiji nodded, walking into the room that held the bath. Ryo watched as the boy walked up the stairs, each movement showing of a bit of his tantalizingly white thigh. "Ryo?" Seiji asked as the raven-haired boy looked up from where he had been staring. He realized sadly that the boy would be taking off the skirt in a few minutes. And then it hit him. Seiji would be taking off the skirt. And would have nothing on at all. And be wet. And Ryo couldn’t do anything about it. He inwardly groaned at the idea. Maybe this hadn’t been the smartest thing to do. He watched as Seiji bent down, checking the temperature of the water, and apparently forgetting that he was in an ultra mini-skirt. Ryo held back his groan as he tried to pry his eyes away from the scene that displayed itself before his wanting eyes. "Perfect." Seiji stated as Ryo nodded in agreement. "Absolutely perfect." "But Ryo, you haven’t even touched the water." Seiji pointed out in confusion. Ryo glanced up, eyes meeting the blonde’s. "Sorry, I was talking about something much better then the heat of the water." Seiji let his eyes trail from Ryo’s gaze as he finally realized what the man had been speaking of. Seiji’s eyes widened as a blush covered his face. "Well, the water’s fine..." The golden haired boy stated as Ryo smiled, stripping off his shirt and pants, to the shock of Seiji. Ryo was wearing no underwear. Ryo shrugged and slipped in the water, turning his attention to the half-dressed blonde. "Aren’t you going to join me?" Ryo asked innocently as Seiji nodded softly. Slowly he slid off the skirt, his face flushed with embarrassment. Ryo had not been the only one who had been without undergarments. Seiji quickly ran under the water, hiding from Ryo’s watchful eyes. Dipping his face in the water, Seiji attempted to clean his tear-stained face. Ryo hung his head, trying desperately not to lunge at Seiji and force himself on the blonde. Finally though, his hormones took over, as he lunged at the blonde who gasped in surprise, as he pressed his lips to already parted lips.
To be continued..... |
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