Nighttime Visitor

Another short one, I know.
I suppose I should give an angst alert too...I'm such a drama queen XD


When Mother awoke, I had been dozing off, kneeling next to her bed, my cheek on my hands. I jerked awake as she sat up, looking confused.

“Suichi…what happened? Is this—is this a hospital?”

I smiled. “Don’t worry, Mother. You’re fine. It was all a misunderstanding.”

Her eyes found Yoko, and she frowned slightly. “Who is that?”

I had been dreading that question. With a sigh I launched into the story, starting from the very beginning, dreading Mother’s reaction.


I couldn’t bring myself to look at her until I was done. Only then did I raise my eyes to her face. I pulled them away again quickly. Her gentle, loving face was clouded with distrust and even anger.

“Why didn’t you tell me immediately?” Mother asked, her voice angrier than I’d ever heard it. “We could have prevented this entire thing if you’d only told me the after first time he sexually assaulted you!” Behind me, Yoko flinched.

“What… “entire thing”?” I asked, puzzled.

“He’s only manipulating you, Suichi! He clearly doesn’t really care about you; if he did he would have approached you the way normal people do instead of breaking into our house and raping you!”

My eyes widened. “He never raped me! Mother how can you say—“

“He stopped just short of it, then!” she cried. There were tears in her eyes now, and for a long time I didn’t understand why. I stared at her, neither of us taking any notice when Yoko slipped silently out of the room.

“Why are you so angry, Mother?” I asked, my voice trembling.

“Suichi, he’s using you, tricking you into thinking you love him so he can get you to have sex with him!” She looked at me, her eyes wide with fear and anger and…something I couldn’t quite place. “I just don’t want you to get hurt, Suichi…”

“He loves me!” I cried, the pain of her words wrenching at my heart. “And I love him, Mother.” She winced ever so slightly, but suddenly it all made sense; suddenly my worst suspicions were confirmed. “It’s not Yoko you object to,” I whispered, my voice trembling, “it’s the idea that your son is—is gay.” I raised my eyes. “Isn’t it?”

“Suichi—you know how uncomfortable I am with homosexuality…” she looked at me. “I’m sorry—“

“I’ll bet you are,” I whispered, my heart breaking. “You’re sorry because I’m a fag and it repulses you.” I felt the tears streaming down my face. “When I came here, I thought, ‘If there’s one person in the entire universe who’ll accept my relationship with Yoko, it’s Mother.’ I guess I was foolish to assume you’d put your own child ahead of your pathetic fear of anything different!”

“Suichi, I love you! I just want what’s best for you!” She tried, desperately.

“Did it ever occur to you that your opinion of what’s best might differ from mine?” I whispered hoarsely. She loved me, I knew that. I could see it in her eyes as she tried to console me. But she hated Yoko and she was repulsed by my love for him, by the fact that her only child had lost his virginity to another man. “You’ve always let me make my own choices, Mother,” I said, “even when you didn’t necessarily agree with me. You always said that as long as I was safe and happy and wasn’t doing anything illegal you would trust my judgment…what changed?”

“You’re not safe,” she cried, “and if you would stop being stubborn and listen to yourself you’d realize you aren’t happy, either! He cares nothing for you, Suichi! It’s a lie! How can he love you when he tied you up and—“ she couldn’t finish.

I was in too much pain for tears, which was good because the nurse came in at that moment, dragging us out of what had to be the biggest argument we’d ever had.

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I could see where that conversation would end up the moment it had started and left before I’d be dragged into it. I waited outside in the hall, refusing to eavesdrop even though it was so tempting. A few moments later a nurse passed me and inquired if Suichi’s mother had woken. I nodded, and she entered the room. I followed her in, receiving a nasty look from Shiori. I hardly noticed, because I could smell the pain Suichi was in from across the room, even though no trace of it showed on his beautiful face.

He crossed the room and picked up his jacket from where it lay on the chair. Suichi looked at his mother and whispered, “I’ll see you at home,” before turning and leaving the room, leaving me no choice but to follow.
The moment we were clear of the hospital’s front doors I made him face me. “What’s wrong, Suichi?” I asked.

Suichi shook head, tears filling his beautiful eyes. “I’ll tell you when we get home,” he whispered.


We were hardly through the front door when he collapsed into my arms, sobbing. I sat down in an armchair and pulled him onto my lap, letting him shed the tears without rushing him.

He sobbed for a long time before his ragged voice reached my ears. “She hates you, Yoko,” he whispered. I said nothing, knowing he wasn’t finished yet. “She hates you, and she—she’s repulsed my our relationship and disappointed in me for turning into a fag and she can’t figure out where she went wrong in raising me!” Brokenly, he told me everything his mother had said. He started sobbing again as I sat there in shock, unable to comprehend what I’d just heard. “I thought that she of all people would try to overcome her homophobia for her son but—“

“But—but she’s your mother!” My head was spinning in rage and confusion.

“I know!” Suichi wailed into my shoulder.

“How can she—does she have any idea how lucky she is, to have you for a son!? How can she let her own stupid fears get in the way of—“ I had to stop and pull myself back under control. I wanted to find that silly woman and shake her until she came to her senses.

“S-She kept saying she was t-trying to protect me,” Suichi hiccupped, “that I was in danger from you and she was only trying to make me see that, too… but I could tell she—she was just trying to rationalize her horror and disgust…”

“My poor Suichi…” I whispered, burying my face in his hair. “My poor, darling Suichi… how you must be suffering!” I couldn’t begin to imagine the pain Suichi was in and just thinking about the entire situation made my own heart ache.

We both looked up, hearing footsteps approaching the house. I made as if to get up, but Suichi said quietly, “No.” I looked at him. “Let her see us like this,” he said fiercely. “In fact—“ With those words Suichi pulled me down and kissed me, his arms sliding around my shoulders.

I smirked against him, liking Suichi’s train of thought. I slid my arms around his waist, feeling Suichi succumb to my superior skills. His breath hitched and he moaned quietly as I slid my hands under the waistband of his jeans, running my hands down his smooth ass as Shiori opened the door. I had one eye cracked enough to see her freeze in the doorway, her eyes widening in shock, and I had to suppress another smirk.

Suichi pulled away slowly, pretending not to notice his statue-like mother, letting out something between a whimper and a giggle when I clung to his luscious lower lip with my teeth. Only then did he “see” Shiori in the doorway. I had to bite back a grin as red creeped into his cheeks. “Oh,” he said, breathily, “We didn’t hear you come in. Come on, Yoko, let’s go upstairs.” He got up off my lap, and I regretfully removed my hands from his pants to follow him up the stairs. I could feel Shiori’s accusatory stare burning my neck all the way into Suichi’s room.

Suichi looked at me and smiled crookedly. “For some reason,” he said, “horrifying her like that was so immensely satisfying!”

I grinned. “Are you sure it wasn’t just me?” I growled. He rolled his eyes. I was glad he felt better, but I still wanted to distract him from his recent betrayal. “So, you still want to know all my secrets?”

His eyes widened. “I-I’d forgot about that,” Suichi whispered. He looked at me expectantly. “Of course I do!”

Resigned to the telling of a long story, I lay back on the bed and Suichi curled up in my arms eagerly. “The human world,” I began, “is one of three parallel worlds that exist in a delicate balance with each other. The other two are the spirit world—which is were our souls go when we die—and the demon world. Since, obviously, I’m neither a ghost, nor a spirit world official, then that makes me—“

“—a demon,” Suichi finished for me. I didn’t need to look at him to sense his sudden fear.

“Correct,” I said, smiling at him. “A fox demon, to be precise. And Suichi,” I dropped my voice to a murmur, “there are trillions of us demons, maybe more, and most of us could honestly care less about the human world. Some demons do have malicious intentions, which is why there’s a barrier between both worlds preventing us from coming and going at our leisure.”

“So how did you—“

I pressed a finger against his lips. “Relax, I’m getting to that. A select few of us are intrigued by the human world and want to know more—if our curiosity gets the best of us, we can apply to enter your world for a short period of time—short for us, anyway—usually about ten years, and we have free range to go wherever we please as long as we follow the rules.”

“What rules?”

I smiled. His interest meant he was no longer afraid, which was a definite plus. “We can’t reveal the existence of demons or the demon world to the general public, for one thing, which means remaining in disguise in all human-populated areas. We have to follow whatever laws govern the area we’re in, no matter how ridiculous they seem. We’re forbidden to interfere with human politics. There’s a bunch more, but I forget exactly what they are.”

Suichi still looked puzzled. “How come your world knows of ours but we don’t know of yours?”

Yoko grinned. “That was decided a long time ago, once whoever or whatever was in control realized how greedy humans were. Can you imagine what people would do if they knew things like dragons and unicorns actually existed? Both would be wiped out within years! All of your legendary creatures are demons, Suichi, and all of them exist. With the technology you have today and your fairly universal fear of anything different, it’s a good thing you don’t know we exist. It would cause a world wide panic if people were made aware that just on the other side of a thin barrier and a narrow stretch of pseudospace, twelve foot green ogres hunted deer the size of minivans with fangs and claws and poison antlers. Or that, deep in the depths of demon world existed beings the size of shopping malls and bigger who could wipe out the entire planet in one attack. Your world leaders would be dropping nuclear weapons on our heads in a matter of days.”

Suichi smiled. “That makes sense, I suppose.” He tilted his head to the side and asked, “How long have you been here, Yoko?”

I hesitated, knowing my answer would address the topic I had planned to put off until a day when he wasn’t so distraught. But I answered anyway, figuring I’d have to tell him sometime. “I’ve been here nine years and seven months out of the ten years I was allotted.”

He stared at me, horror filling his eyes. “But—but that means we only have less than half a year together!”

I nodded. “In five months I return home, Suichi, and I fully intend on taking you with me.”

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More lemons next chapter, I promise!!