-After Sunset -
(BY: Yukishiro Kirei)
(zzv@csi.com.ph)

[mm] [oral] [anal]

It was after Sunset. Kamatari staked the halls of 
the Juppon Gatana base in Mount Hiei, due to boredom. 
(I joined this group, hoping to have some kind of 
Action or something.)  He thought impatiently. 
(But all there is to do now, is either Sleep or 
discuss battle tactics with Shishio.which is not 
entirely that bad...)

He stopped in front of Soujiro's room. (Wonder if 
he's interested in me) Kamatari sighed and instinctively 
opened the door to check on the boy. He walked deeper 
into the room to find Soujiro lying on the bed, asleep.

(He looks cute like that) Kamatari thought. Soujiro 
was still wearing his light blue hakama and gi. 
(Probably forgot to change.) He was lying on his side, 
his right fist close to his mouth. His hair was slightly 
disheveled and a little pool of drool was forming just 
bellow his chin.

Kamatari grinned. (He looks like a small child! 
Wait he IS a child...) Kamatari slowly moved over to 
the bed and sat beside Soujiro's 
sleeping figure. His hand found its way to Soujiro's 
hair, brushing at it gently. (WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU 
DOING?) Kamatari thought. (You're already loving the 
master, now, you want the apprentice?!) His thoughts 
drifted to Shishio. (What do you see in him anyway?) 
His mind raced. (I guess I just want to tease Yumi 
What does SHE see in him anyway?) He got lost in his 
thoughts while his hand continued to brush Soujiro's 
hair.

"Kamatari-san?" A small, sleepy voice whispered.

The Scythe-wielder's gaze shot back to Soujiro's 
direction. He blushed slightly. (Great. I woke 
him up.) He started to babble countless apologies 
to the young boy about waking him up and busting 
into his room without permission.

As usual, Soujiro just smiled and sat up. "Daijobu. 
I really don't mind." He answered.

Kamatari sighed in relief. "It's not like you to 
be sleeping 'till this time, boy.." He retorted, 
letting one eyebrow go up along with the sentence.

Soujiro smiled once again. "I was out drinking 
last night."

Kamatari gasped. "Egad! You drink?!" He proclaimed 
with surprised happiness. "There might be hope 
for you, Boy!"

The younger boy giggled. "There's a lot of other 
things I do that no one knows!" He said, happily.

"Like what?" Inquired Kamatari.

Soujiro stared at him for quite sometime. Then, 
his grin widened. "We really shouldn't be talking 
about me" He trailed off as he sat up and started 
to walk toward the door.

Kamatari jumped to his feet and followed Soujiro in 
hot pursuit. "Wait, boy! You haven't explained why 
you were drinking last night!" He called out.

Instantly, Soujiro stopped right in front of 
the door. His arm froze half way to the knob. 
He didn't bother looking at Kamatari. He whispered. 
"Last night was the night I first killed, years ago." 
He paused. "I just wanted to drown my sorrow." 
His hand made contact with the knob, but before he 
could turn it, a feminine-looking, yet, stronger 
hand grabbed his.

With strength that didn't match his feminine frame, 
Kamatari spun the boy around. The smile on Soujiro's 
face faded when he faced Kamatari, 
but quickly retained his happy demeanor.

Without releasing his hand on Soujiro's wrist, 
Kamatari's free hand flew and slapped the boy 
right smack on the face.

"Stop grinning, will ya?!" He screamed at the 
dazed Soujiro. "If you feel like crying, cry! Don't 
keep your emotions in you! If the situation was a 
little different, you'd be exactly like Aoshi!" 
(Which is not entirely a bad idea...) kamatari 
thought, his mind drifting to the handsome new comer of 
the Juppon Gatana. He fought the urge to squeal at the 
image of the Oniwabanshuu ninja in his mind as his 
voice struggled to stay angry. "I swear, someday, all 
your hidden emotions would eat you up alive!"

Soujiro was caught off guard, but quickly smiled 
again. "Gomen ne. Kamatari-san"

Kamatari winced. His voice softening a bit "It's 
Kamatari.. Or Kama-chan. Either one."

Soujiro flushed slightly as awkward silence settled 
upon them. Without warning, Kamatari bent down and 
lunged at the younger to kiss him. 

Soujiro's eyes widened as the kiss lasted far 
longer than he'd thought. Kamatari pulled away, not 
facing Soujiro. Too ashamed to do so. He whispered 
"Gomen...I always wanted to do that." And reached 
for the knob himself.

Soujiro quickly grabbed Kamatari's wrist and spun 
him around. Kamatari gasped, before he could say 
anything, a pair of small lips covered his. It 
was his turn to look shocked. 

Soujiro pulled away and smiled. "My turn." He 
grinned. Kamatari stared, petrified with the 
surprise. "That was for slapping me." The 
smaller boy retorted. 

Kamatari stood still. The younger boy frowned 
slightly and raised a hand in front of Kamatari's 
face. Soujiro shrugged, then turned to walk back 
to his bed.

The Scythe-wielder stood like a statue under the 
rain. Cold and stiff. Stiff like some other part 
of his body. Stiff. When he finally got his body 
back to working order, he walked the same 
direction Soujiro went.

"Sou---" He stopped, out of breath. He saw 
Soujiro's naked back facing him. "What're you 
doing?!" He blushed, then demanded.

Soujiro faced him, smiling. "I was just gonna 
take a bath."

Kamatari blinked, then, moved closer to Soujiro. 
He called out the boy's name. When the smaller 
boy faced him, he quickly lunged forward for 
a kiss.

Soujiro wasn't able to move quick enough. 
"Woah--" He gasped as they fell over the bed. 

Kamatari continued to kiss the younger boy and 
soon enough, Soujiro kissed back. They ended up a 
great heap of limbs, panting and sighing each 
other's names.

"I never dreamed of doing that with you before..." 
Kamatari whispered. 

"I never did that before..." Soujiro retorted.

Kamatari sat up. "You haven't?" Soujiro grinned 
again, then nodded. 

"Pity." Kamatari spoke. He gazed at Soujiro, aroused 
the whole time. He stared for a moment too long. Then, 
he crawled over the boy's lithe body, looming over 
the inexperienced youngster. He placed his 
head beside Soujiro's, whispering in his ear, 
"What other things have you not done, boy?"

Soujiro's eyes widened. He felt something poking 
him on his thigh. He didn't know what it was and wasn't 
entirely sure he wanted to know.

Kamatari licked the boy's ear, arousing both of 
them in manners he never really planned. Slowly, he 
nibbled on his earlobe, eliciting a shudder from 
the smaller form. Kamatari's hands started to 
play with Soujiro's hair, down to his chest, teasing 
the boy's nipples.

Soujiro didn't know what was happening. He didn't know 
what was going to happen. He didn't know what he was 
supposed to do. He's heard stories before, but never 
tried it. (And your first would be with a man...) 
Soujiro thought. He gasped and quickly pushed Kamatari away.

The scythe-wielder looked shocked as he 
tumbled backward. "Wha--What's wrong?" He asked, 
bewildered.

A sort-of serious look passed through Soujiro's face. 
He wanted it...It's just that he didn't know how to 
go about it. "Gomen ne. But...I really don't think 
we should be doing this."

Kamatari laid back beside the boy and curled up 
against him. "These are the symptoms of a beginner. 
Hesitation, doubt and denial. You have all of them, 
boy."

Soujiro couldn't answer.

Kamatari stroked Soujiro's chest gingerly. "Consider 
this a lesson. Something you need in life..." 
Kamatari paused to lick one of the boy's nipples. 
"You're gonna use this when you grow up..." 
He licked again. "I'll be the teacher, and You're 
the student..." He whispered coyly. Kamatari looked 
up to check on the boy, studying his face to see how 
Soujiro would handle this. 

Soujiro had an absent smile on his face. A smile 
that said he was lost in his thoughts again. 
(Yeah...) He thought. (I AM gonna need this in 
life...Better have a teacher so as to not fumble...
Kamatari's perfect! He's like a brother to me and 
I'm sure he won't laugh if I make a mistake...) 
He looked down at the more experienced man staring 
back at him. Soujiro smiled and whispered, "When 
does the lesson start?"

Kamatari smiled back, his body shook in anticipation. 
His hands reached over to Soujiro's nipples, 
teasing them as their lips touched. Soujiro, being 
inexperienced and all, let Kamatari establish the 
rhythm before he answered the older boy's kisses. 
Their tongues battled and their lips 
quivered. 

Kamatari was the one to pull away. He slowly moved 
down to Soujiro's chest, putting his lips to cover 
one of the younger boy's erected nipples. 

Soujiro moaned. It was amazing how something so 
foreign and new could feel so great. He arched 
his back up instinctively. His hands caressed 
Kamatari's back, coaxing him to continue with 
his ministrations. Getting more and more frustrated, 
the younger boy grabbed at the ties of Kamatari's 
kimono.

(So hurried...) Kamatari thought as he let the 
boy go on with what he was doing. As he discarded 
his clothes, he felt something strangely familiar 
poking his stomach. Kamatari reached for the claps 
of Soujiro's hakama, patiently and properly tugging 
at it lose as his tongue worked the boy's pink nipples.

Soon, they were both naked. Soujiro pushed 
Kamatari lightly to pin the older boy against 
the bed.

Kamatari giggled. "Nice position you have there. 
You sure you can live up to my expectations?" 

"Hai, Sensei. I'll do my best." Soujiro giggled 
back. He bent over like Kamatari did and started 
to pleasure his friend's nipples as well.

Kamatari moaned out Soujiro's name. His hands 
traveled from the boy's back, down to Soujiro's firm, 
tight ass. Unable to hold back sudden urges, his hands 
dipped lower to get a hold on Soujiro's throbbing cock.

Soujiro moaned out loudly. Never has he felt such 
unworldly pleasures before. As Kamatari stroked his 
dick again and again, he felt somehow,....complete.

In return, he took hold of Kamatari's manhood 
and both were stroking each other to their edges. 
With a rhythm constructed, they started thrusting into 
each other. Little by little, they felt a growing 
pressure inside. After a few more thrusts, the 
pressure snapped. Soujiro's head shot up as he came, 
he cried out before collapsing against the older man.

Kamatari came to fulfillment right after the 
younger boy. He sobbed Soujiro's name out, then, 
sprayed his hot seed on both of them.

They were sprawled on Soujiro's bed. Their limbs 
were tangled and they were both panting hard. It 
was quite sometime before either of them moved or 
spoke. 

Kamatari broke the silence by a soft whisper of, 
"Lesson one: Foreplay" 
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Kamatari moved back over Soujiro kissing him once 
on the lips, then trailing down his chest. Pausing 
to suck briefly on his nipples, he moved down 
to the boy's manhood.

(I didn't know they came that small nowadays...
Well, it's gonna grow...) He grimaced at first, 
then, teased the younger boy by kissing his inner 
thighs.

"Kaaaaamaaaaataaarrriiiii~~~~" Soujiro moaned. 
His hands played in the older boy's hair. He felt 
himself strongly aroused by the other man's 
ministrations as his member started to stand 
proud again. He felt like he wanted this to go 
on forever. Just when he thought things couldn't 
be any better, he felt Kamatari's wet, hot 
mouth engulfing his throbbing cock.

He quickly jerked his head up. And true enough, 
Kamatari was sucking his shaft and making him 
fully enjoy his first time. 

Kamatari heard him moan louder. (Thank goodness 
these walls are thick!) He thought, putting 
his tongue to work. The younger boy cried out, 
encouraging Kamatari some more. He closed his 
eyes as he moved up and down Soujiro's length. 
He was sure this wont take a long time, after 
all, It was Soujiro's first. His hand was firmly 
holding the base, the other was toying with the 
boy's balls. His lips were stroking this hot 
part of the boy and his tongue moved sensuously.

Soujiro moaned in tune to Kamatari's soft grunting. 
He felt a petite tongue stroke up from the 
base to the head of his groin. He was, more or 
less, on fire with what the cross-dresser was doing 
to him. He began to thrust in and out his friend 
on instinct. Soon, he felt the same, familiar 
pressure building up. He mentally pleaded 
Kamatari for release as his hips rocked back 
and forth.

(K'so!) Kamatari thought, fighting the urge to 
gag and choke. (He says he's a beginner but he 
wants to kill me through suffocation!) In less 
time than he imagined, Kamatari found his mouth 
filled with hot, familiar liquid as Soujiro 
trembled above him.

Soujiro huffed heavy breaths as he tried to calm 
his heartbeat. He felt Kamatari move up to kiss 
his mouth. The younger boy answered with his 
own tongue, tasting himself as he did so.

"Kamatari..." His whispers of passion were muffled 
as the kiss continued, lulling him to a deep 
and restful sleep.

Soujiro fell limp in Kamatari's arms. The older 
boy pulled away, staring at Soujiro. (NANI?! He 
fell asleep on me?!) He quickly dropped the boy 
unto the bed cushion. (HE fell asleep?! On ME?!) 
Kamatari scratched the back of his head. (That 
never happened before...) He gathered his clothes 
and got dressed quickly, exiting the room and 
mumbling, "I must be loosing my touch..." as he 
closed the door.

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Soujiro hastily slid down the dark corridors. 
(I didn't know it was that late!) The empty 
smile on his face masked his worry as he 
desperately tried to catch up with the others. 

Shishio called for a meeting that night and 
Soujiro had been asleep for 5 hours straight 
since that experience with Kamatari. (I didn't 
even reach the last lesson!) He mentally pouted 
as he ran along the pathways.

Shishio's menacing voice echoed through that 
walls as Soujiro got closer to the meeting place. 
He discreetly entered the dark room, lit only 
by candles, and successfully slipped in without 
getting noticed.

Shishio was talking about someone else being 
responsible for the failure of the Rengouku 
plot and no one blinked an eye when he entered 
silently. Except, of course, Usui whose gaze 
turned slightly to meet Soujiro's smiling face, 
then returned back to the on-going discussion.
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(What a night.) Soujiro thought, wiping the sweat 
on his brow by his Hakama sleeve. (Usui got 
really upset and tried breaking Houji's finger...) 
He remembered as he leaned his back against the 
temple post outside their base. 

The Night wind blew pass him as he waited for 
Kamatari to show up. He was quite sure that the 
cross-dresser would pass by. (Then, Houji stabbed 
himself...insane man...) The boy could remember 
seeing Kamatari's frightened look when Houji did 
so. (Even Iwambo looked scared.) His smile widened, 
then he broke out into maniacal laughter.

"Has your brain disintegrated, boy?" A familiar 
girly tone spoke from behind him.

Soujiro spun around, the idiotic smile still 
plastered on his face. The cross-dresser was there, 
just as he had thought.

Before Soujiro could speak, Kamatari walked passed 
him.  "Kama-chan?" Soujiro asked, his tone soft 
and sort of pleading.

Kamatari stopped. "What?" He asked, without looking 
at the younger boy.

"Um..." Soujiro started. "I just wanted to know..." 
He raised his eyes to Kamatari's back, trying to 
catch any sign of emotion. "That thing that happened 
a while ago….That wasn't a dream, was it?"

Kamatari spun around and chuckled a bit. "Baka. 
You're still young." He patted Soujiro's head. "You're 
still naïve. I wasn't a dream. But--" He raised a 
finger to emphasize his point. "You fell asleep on 
me. I didn't enjoy that." He gave the boy a sad look.

"Gomen." Soujiro replied, the smile still on his face. 
"I won't do it next time--"Kamatari's finger on his lips 
silenced him. The older man had a pout and looked a 
little angry.

"No. I don't think so." He frowned at Soujiro, 
letting his hand fall by his side. "YOU fell asleep 
on ME." He shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I don't 
think this'll work. This...relationship...or whatever 
it is, can't hold itself." He smiled at the younger 
boy. "But, we're still friends." He leaned forward 
and gave Soujiro a soft kiss on his cheek. "Don't 
beet yourself on it." Then, Kamatari walked away into 
the night shadows.

The shocked Soujiro could just watch. When he found 
his voice, he called out, "Wah---Was I just dumped?!" 
He stood there, under the gaze of the stars. 
"I was dumped by a Homo..." He mumbled incoherently 
as the scene faded to black.