Title: Raw Desire
Day/Theme: June 27 - the thrill of the kill becomes your only law
Series: Peacemaker Kurogane
Character/Pairing: Hijikata Toshizo and Okita Souji - Based on Chrono Nanae's characterization of two real historic Shinsengumi warriors as presented in manga series Peacemaker Kurogane. I own nothing.
Rating: G warning: Yaoi kissing.
Word Count: 1,051
Toshi grabbed Souji the first chance they were alone, he held him tightly, enveloping the smaller man close to him. He could smell the acrid stench of blood that stained the Shinsengumi’s warrior garments, his silky purple hair, still tied, was meshed with mud and dried blood. He didn’t care, Souji was alive and that’s all that mattered. He kept him in his embrace, waiting for the fierce hatred imprinted in his purple eyes to fade away.
Souji, the Shinsengumi captain was a fearless and unforgiving soldier. The sword he held had been stained with the blood of enemy soldiers and if the amount of blood puddle around them left an imprint on contact, every inch of his delicate, flawless ivory skin would have been marked with it. His eyes stared coldly at him at first, wide and full of animal ferocity, he was trained to kill and he mastered his craft – he had done it well, but somehow it had slowly affected his spirit. Soon enough, Souji’s body started shaking as he cried in despair. Hijikata felt his pain but he could only wait for his emotional roller coaster to pass, it was Souji’s way of cleansing his soul.
“Shhh, it’s alright Souji, don’t do this to yourself,” Hijikata embraced the hurting samurai closer, “we’re alive, we should be thankful for that. We have a duty and we’re bound to carry it out.”
Hijikata moved his hand slowly massaging the back of his captain which effectively calmed him down. After a while, Souji’s heart began to beat a little slower, his breathing much calmer, and the desperate sobbing had ceased to random sulking hiccups. His embrace was now reciprocated, as he felt the delicate arms wrapped around his waist. Souji managed to loosen the tassel of his yukata and snaked his cold arms around him and ice cold hands now clenched the muscles of his back, holding him in a desperate embrace.
“Toshi, stay with me tonight, I don’t want to be away from you,” Souji begged him.
Purple eyes met his brown pair, gleaming, begging as tears continued to flow down his delicate cheeks, now tainted pink. Souji needed to be with him, his only solace for the cruelty he willingly delivered. It was his way of protecting the most important person in his life, the tall man before him, his Captain. He sold his soul to the devil. He killed without care for the sake of saving Hijikata from getting hurt. He figured, the more enemy ronins hacked by his blade, the sooner the war would end and they would be free to live a life together. It was a selfish wish he wanted so much to come true…. and soon, just to have more days spent loving him, before his own end came before him.
Hijikata smiled, he held Souji’s chin at the tip of his fingers, lowering himself to meet the soft warm lips of the young man he loved so much. His desire was matched equally, a desperate kiss, raw emotions exchanged as tongues played, lips bruised, sucking and teasing. They moaned, holding the other tighter and when they let go, the feral need for their raw desires to be released was evident. This was how they tamed the cruel animal in them. After a night in battle, they would meet and surrendered themselves to a night of wild lovemaking, letting the other man know the true emotions locked in their hearts.
“Sou…ji,” Toshiro panted, “I need to get you out of those garments, but not like this.”
With that Hijikata led the bloodied samurai to the bath, stripped him of the soiled uniform, loosening the lasso from his hair allowing the purples tresses to cascade down and curtain the younger man’s behind. The taller warrior led the now naked “beauty” to a low bench and with a warm wet cloth wiped down the stains from the ivory skin he loved to mark with kisses. He washed the mud and dried blood from the silky hair that wildly blankets Souji’s smooth skin and at the peak of passion, his flushed skin would enhance the already beautiful face framed by thick purple hair.
When Souji was cleaned up and his hair washed, Hijikata reached for a fresh clean white yukata, his lover was known to wear around the barracks. He helped Souji dress up while the smaller man pat dried his long silky hair. Hijikata, cleaned himself as well, divesting himself of his own garments, exposing a well toned and muscled body that Souji loved to gaze at. It didn’t take long for him freshen up, Hijikata was not actively involved in battle and didn’t succumbed to the kind of quagmire his lover faced earlier that evening.
When they returned to Souji’s room, the young Captain immediately set-up his extra large futon at the center of the tatami covered floor while Hijikata prepared some herbal tea. He took out the mint cream he kept in one of Souji’s storage drawers. He planned to give his lover a soothing massage, his way of checking his body for internal injuries. He found the cream and looked at Souji, who was seating next to his futon, waiting.
“It will be just a minute, the water is close to boiling,” HIjikata warmly informed the purple eyed man.
Souji was exhausted, but his eyes gleamed noticeably at Hijikata and when brown eyes met his, Souji blushed and felt warm all over. Hijikata smiled, the more Souji’s cheeks turned red.
“Eh gomen, let me help you then,” Souji stated avoiding the taller man’s gaze.
“Stay, don’t move!” Hijikata commanded, his brows knitted and sternly eyed the smaller man, “let me take care of everything tonight, Souji,” he smiled.
Souji kept his eyes focused on the tatami covered floor with both hands rested on his lap. His heart was beating happily, appreciating the kindness of his leader, friend and lover.
“Toshi thank you for taking care of me,” he whispered shyly.
“How about love, there’s no appreciation for my love?” Hijikata teased. An obvious pout and frown chiseled on his handsome face as he kneeled before the beautiful man.
Souji smiled showing his most alluring gaze, mesmerizing his stern leader, melting him like goo.
“I have all night to thank you for that.”