Sex was Never this Good
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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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11
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chapter 9
Chapter 9
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Shizuru tried her best to make me presentable. She arranged a meeting with you. It wasn’t easy considering that your job’s caused a total of ten lady clients of yours getting angry after she entered and announced that you are to talk to a certain VIP. She never told you that the person you are to meet was me. She arranged everything. All she told me was that it was much better than me hiding and suppressing all of my emotions, resulting to spontaneous internal combustion. She was kind to me.
Fear enters our minds as we step through the Rubicon of love.
“So Shizuru, who’s this VIP again?”
“You’ll know soon. I told him to come alone. And this bar seems to be appropriate…”
It really was. I saw you as I walked through the shadows of the underground pub. There were very few bars like this one here in Japan. It was a good thing Shizuru and I found it. I looked at you, you not sensing me. I keep my mouth shut and held my pride and dignity in place. I wasn’t planning to bawl over like Youko. No. I was going to end this once and for all.
“Tequila.” I ordered it as sat down beside Shizuru. You just looked at her, but your eyes are concentrated at my face. I don’t know whether you are frowning or not but I do know that it wasn’t a happy feeling. It was good that it was only the bartender here and no one else- no one else to judge how we feel for each other.
Don’t speak… don’t tell me ‘cause it hurts.
“Shizuru-”
“I guess I should go now, hm, Hiei? Yes, I should go.”
She leaves as we sat rigid on our seats. I already felt your gaze away from me. I played with the shot-glass. “Hiei, did you set this up?”
“No.”
“Did she?”
“Partly.”
“Are you a part of it then?”
“I guess so.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
I want to kill you by just saying that fucking word-question. It angers me to hear that word, the same word that triggered that spill of emotion that night.
“I can hear your anger.”
“So?”
“Should we even continue this?”
I know you are bluffing. You want to talk to me, just as much as I want to talk to you. But guess what you’re hiding. I’ve come out of the bush already Kurama. Let’s end this. Please.
“No. We shouldn’t. But it cannot be stopped unless we finish this. Tell me; do you want everything to vanish, and to have this agenda halting abruptly, seeing oneself almost over the edge but not quite? We have no choice. It’s either one of us is dead with grief of or stop this with two tortured souls trying to piece up everything each has lost after years of senseless pleasure. It hurts Kurama, to even think we’ve gone through this. I want this to end.”
“So you hurt too, huh? You feel the pain? The pain when ever we’re together, bluffing love with nothing but a fucking one night stand? God Hiei! When did you become such a whore?”
At this I lunged at him throwing all curses I have in my mind, forgetting the fact that pure gems are rolling down my face. You look at me with disbelief, taking a glance at the shocked bartender seeing that he was not the only one taken aback as those damned koorime’s tears flowed out of my red eyes. I didn’t want to have this breakdown. I wanted to be with you just for a week to continue this, letting go of the internal conflict inside of me, to have you thinking as if we could go on like that forever. But those damned pills, and your fucking words.
“Don’t you know that it hurts?! Fuck you! You have no idea! No idea at all! I’m trying my best to keep things intact, to keep my sanity from going the edge for the sake of being with you! Fuck you! My god! Kurama, you’re not the only one who wished to have a heart right now, so as not to feel the ki surging inside, but to feel the jumping heartbeats a human can feel…. I ‘d rather have a broken heart than a broken soul….god…”
I kneel at the floor, dragging my body away from you. The barman was gone. There at the back of the bar, stood instead a darkened tree pulsating with the blood of its new prey. You killed him. I kept quiet as I stare at the gems that clinked onto the floor just a second ago. My face’s dry now. I broke; I cannot feel the pain anymore. I’m free.
“Hiei? Oh god no… Hiei?!”
You clasp yourself around me, my broken soul watching the pathetic scene fleet by. This is how it ended. This is how I felt love.
A person in lust wants chocolate and a person in love wants a diamond. Now where did that jewel came from?
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A/N: the last sentence in italics, I got from how to lose a guy in ten days. The rubicon thing I got it from my history teacher. Don’t speak- got it from the song. I do not own any of them. I know, Hiei got a bit emotional… OK FINE! TOO EMOTIONAL. The thing about this is that Hiei’s retelling his memories, his thoughts on his last week on earth. This is sad sad romance. The epilogue will come soon. R&r.
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Shizuru tried her best to make me presentable. She arranged a meeting with you. It wasn’t easy considering that your job’s caused a total of ten lady clients of yours getting angry after she entered and announced that you are to talk to a certain VIP. She never told you that the person you are to meet was me. She arranged everything. All she told me was that it was much better than me hiding and suppressing all of my emotions, resulting to spontaneous internal combustion. She was kind to me.
Fear enters our minds as we step through the Rubicon of love.
“So Shizuru, who’s this VIP again?”
“You’ll know soon. I told him to come alone. And this bar seems to be appropriate…”
It really was. I saw you as I walked through the shadows of the underground pub. There were very few bars like this one here in Japan. It was a good thing Shizuru and I found it. I looked at you, you not sensing me. I keep my mouth shut and held my pride and dignity in place. I wasn’t planning to bawl over like Youko. No. I was going to end this once and for all.
“Tequila.” I ordered it as sat down beside Shizuru. You just looked at her, but your eyes are concentrated at my face. I don’t know whether you are frowning or not but I do know that it wasn’t a happy feeling. It was good that it was only the bartender here and no one else- no one else to judge how we feel for each other.
Don’t speak… don’t tell me ‘cause it hurts.
“Shizuru-”
“I guess I should go now, hm, Hiei? Yes, I should go.”
She leaves as we sat rigid on our seats. I already felt your gaze away from me. I played with the shot-glass. “Hiei, did you set this up?”
“No.”
“Did she?”
“Partly.”
“Are you a part of it then?”
“I guess so.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
I want to kill you by just saying that fucking word-question. It angers me to hear that word, the same word that triggered that spill of emotion that night.
“I can hear your anger.”
“So?”
“Should we even continue this?”
I know you are bluffing. You want to talk to me, just as much as I want to talk to you. But guess what you’re hiding. I’ve come out of the bush already Kurama. Let’s end this. Please.
“No. We shouldn’t. But it cannot be stopped unless we finish this. Tell me; do you want everything to vanish, and to have this agenda halting abruptly, seeing oneself almost over the edge but not quite? We have no choice. It’s either one of us is dead with grief of or stop this with two tortured souls trying to piece up everything each has lost after years of senseless pleasure. It hurts Kurama, to even think we’ve gone through this. I want this to end.”
“So you hurt too, huh? You feel the pain? The pain when ever we’re together, bluffing love with nothing but a fucking one night stand? God Hiei! When did you become such a whore?”
At this I lunged at him throwing all curses I have in my mind, forgetting the fact that pure gems are rolling down my face. You look at me with disbelief, taking a glance at the shocked bartender seeing that he was not the only one taken aback as those damned koorime’s tears flowed out of my red eyes. I didn’t want to have this breakdown. I wanted to be with you just for a week to continue this, letting go of the internal conflict inside of me, to have you thinking as if we could go on like that forever. But those damned pills, and your fucking words.
“Don’t you know that it hurts?! Fuck you! You have no idea! No idea at all! I’m trying my best to keep things intact, to keep my sanity from going the edge for the sake of being with you! Fuck you! My god! Kurama, you’re not the only one who wished to have a heart right now, so as not to feel the ki surging inside, but to feel the jumping heartbeats a human can feel…. I ‘d rather have a broken heart than a broken soul….god…”
I kneel at the floor, dragging my body away from you. The barman was gone. There at the back of the bar, stood instead a darkened tree pulsating with the blood of its new prey. You killed him. I kept quiet as I stare at the gems that clinked onto the floor just a second ago. My face’s dry now. I broke; I cannot feel the pain anymore. I’m free.
“Hiei? Oh god no… Hiei?!”
You clasp yourself around me, my broken soul watching the pathetic scene fleet by. This is how it ended. This is how I felt love.
A person in lust wants chocolate and a person in love wants a diamond. Now where did that jewel came from?
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A/N: the last sentence in italics, I got from how to lose a guy in ten days. The rubicon thing I got it from my history teacher. Don’t speak- got it from the song. I do not own any of them. I know, Hiei got a bit emotional… OK FINE! TOO EMOTIONAL. The thing about this is that Hiei’s retelling his memories, his thoughts on his last week on earth. This is sad sad romance. The epilogue will come soon. R&r.