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The Tattoo chapter seventy-six
Nino found himself on the arm of the emperor as he led him forward to meet Sakurai. It was odd, or not considering their taste in perversions, but the emperor seemed pleased as if he was welcoming home a son rather than just another lord. His face was a picture of happiness and he was babbling frantically about Sakurai as if his achievements were his.
“Have you met Lord Sakurai?” Satonori asked when they had reached the main area where hordes of servants were attending to his lord and Nino shook his head smiling almost weakly praying that his boy wasn’t with them to speak out as he gave a concocted answer whispering softly;
“…I have not had that pleasure, Satonori-sama…But your description of him makes him seem magnificent!”
“Oh he is…If only my son was of the same breed…But alas…Satoshi’s mother was weakling and bad blood will out…” The emperor muttered and Nino almost bit his tongue in half to stop himself from speaking his mind. Soon they came to a stop and Nino felt his heart jump at the sight of his lord. Even in the palace surrounded by magnificent things he was still an imposing figure dressed in a black outfit with a splash of blood red. It hadn’t been long since he had seen him but so much had changed on Nino’s side that it felt like it could have been years. His lord fixed him with a dark stare his eyes searching his face and Nino struggled to stay impassive while it felt like all of his secrets were being pulled out one by one by those intoxicatingly dark eyes. Breaking the strange connection he gave a shy smile and let out a nervous laugh curling into the emperor’s side. “Have you been startled by Lord Sakurai my flower? He is a deeply imposing figure is he not…But please be at peace he would never harm you while you are in my home as my guest…” The emperor laughed his arm coming down to curl around his body holding him close “Sho! How good it is to meet see you again…”
“My emperor…It has been far too long…” Sakurai said coming to kneel and bow before him and Nino almost felt a sense of triumphant at seeing his lord sprawled out in front of him on the floor though he knew that it wasn’t him that he was bowing to. In fact Nino knew that if he could Sakurai would punish him for this.
“Indeed…Please stand, you know that you must never have to bow to me…” Satonori laughed looking down at the bowed head fondly and Nino almost shuddered wondering if like attracted like. “Please I wish to introduce you to my rarest of wild flowers…My son found him in the wilderness on a farm…Can you believe…?”
“…I believe that anything is possible my honoured emperor…” Sakurai purred smirking just a little as he nodded his head in Nino’s direction his eyes hard as he looked him over again “You truly are a beautiful specimen…”
“Nino-Ninomiya Kazunari my lord…” Nino replied the nervous catch in his voice not completely put on. In his mind he had hoped that he would be with Ohno when the time came for him to meet his lord again but instead he was standing with a person that made his flesh crawl more than Sakurai ever could. “I…I am pleased to meet you…"
“Indeed…but may I ask…If you are with the prince Satoshi…Why do you look so at ease with the emperor…?"
“I…Um…I…” Nino gasped flushing as he pretended to release what he was doing making to pull away from the older man who refused to let him leave holding him ever more tightly to his side while he let out a laugh that sounded fond and lightly teasing;
“Sho…Do not startle my flower so much…He is an easily startled creature and I have only just started to win him over…”
“Only just my emperor? But I thought that your son had been here for several weeks…Are you losing your touch?” Sakurai teased leaving Nino genuinely surprised that his lord and the emperor had such an easy relationship between them. Even Sakurai had a fond expression on his face as he looked at the man, the look was enough to turn his stomach but as with all things related to the emperor or his lord he kept the feelings to himself and looked over at the door wondering if Sakurai was going to make good on his word to bring his boy but he couldn’t even see Masaki so he doubted it.
“No such thing, it is simply that my flower is a lot more delicate than the other whores that have come through the palace doors…You have not brought anybody with you?”
“…Not this time, your majesty…I came alone…” Sakurai answered the smile becoming something hard in his face when Nino let out a squeak. He was torn between disappointed and happy that his boy was not in the snake’s pit.
“That is too bad, there is not somebody out in your self-imposed wilderness that has tempted you from the life of a monk?”
“…” Sakurai paused now his face changing from the smile to become something else completely as he rubbed the back of his neck and Nino knew that he was thinking about his boy. His Masaki. He hoped that he was at least, he hoped that maybe something the boy had told him had touched his heart. Sakurai had done a great many evil things, Nino knew that and would not deny it, but he honestly believed that the man wasn’t beyond redemption that somewhere inside of him was a decent human being that was trying to get out even if it was buried deep. “Not as yet your grace, I have not been able to find somebody as beautiful as the companion on your arm…”
“…He truly is a delight…You must go now flower…I am sure that you would enjoy a walk in the garden but be sure to take care of your skin…You would not want to lose the fairness of your complexion nor would I have you falling ill again…” The emperor purred pulling him into a hug that had his groin pressing against his as his hand moved down to caress his face. “We shall talk more later, my flower…”
“I…I am eager for it, my emperor…” Nino whispered bowing his head as he was released from the clutches and then he turned to Sakurai who surprised him by grabbing a hold of his chin and holding him tightly tilting his face upwards so he could once again stare into his eyes. His hand moved up the folds of his robe touching him in a way that Nino knew so well and he tried to look shocked instead of the other expressions of lust that he normally had to pretend to do.
“Sho what are you doing boy?! Release him at once…” Satonori hissed and Sakurai did with a laugh pushing him towards the door.
“Forgive me, your grace I simply hoped to see your reaction, I have not seen you taken so greatly before…Not even by such a beauty…”
“Indeed he is a true beauty but alas he is not yet mine…” Nino heard Satonori say with a sigh as he hurried to the door “I said that had started to win him over but he remains very attached to my son...The foolishness of a first love…”
“I have no doubt that you will win him from your son…Has he changed at all?” Sakurai asked and Nino was almost reluctant to close the door behind him but he was desperate to read the note that Sakurai had slipped into the folds of his clothing.
“He is still arrogant but he has lost much of his fight…” Satonori was saying as the door finally began to close. A smirked filled the assassins face, lost his fight? He thought hurrying to the garden the weight of the letter against his chest, we’ll see about that. Once in the seclusion of the flowers he pulled out the crumpled note and read it quickly tears coming to his eyes.
“Your boy and Masaki are at the following address…They are both eager to see you…You are doing well my spider…”
TBC
A/N: I hope that this was okay ^_^
“Have you met Lord Sakurai?” Satonori asked when they had reached the main area where hordes of servants were attending to his lord and Nino shook his head smiling almost weakly praying that his boy wasn’t with them to speak out as he gave a concocted answer whispering softly;
“…I have not had that pleasure, Satonori-sama…But your description of him makes him seem magnificent!”
“Oh he is…If only my son was of the same breed…But alas…Satoshi’s mother was weakling and bad blood will out…” The emperor muttered and Nino almost bit his tongue in half to stop himself from speaking his mind. Soon they came to a stop and Nino felt his heart jump at the sight of his lord. Even in the palace surrounded by magnificent things he was still an imposing figure dressed in a black outfit with a splash of blood red. It hadn’t been long since he had seen him but so much had changed on Nino’s side that it felt like it could have been years. His lord fixed him with a dark stare his eyes searching his face and Nino struggled to stay impassive while it felt like all of his secrets were being pulled out one by one by those intoxicatingly dark eyes. Breaking the strange connection he gave a shy smile and let out a nervous laugh curling into the emperor’s side. “Have you been startled by Lord Sakurai my flower? He is a deeply imposing figure is he not…But please be at peace he would never harm you while you are in my home as my guest…” The emperor laughed his arm coming down to curl around his body holding him close “Sho! How good it is to meet see you again…”
“My emperor…It has been far too long…” Sakurai said coming to kneel and bow before him and Nino almost felt a sense of triumphant at seeing his lord sprawled out in front of him on the floor though he knew that it wasn’t him that he was bowing to. In fact Nino knew that if he could Sakurai would punish him for this.
“Indeed…Please stand, you know that you must never have to bow to me…” Satonori laughed looking down at the bowed head fondly and Nino almost shuddered wondering if like attracted like. “Please I wish to introduce you to my rarest of wild flowers…My son found him in the wilderness on a farm…Can you believe…?”
“…I believe that anything is possible my honoured emperor…” Sakurai purred smirking just a little as he nodded his head in Nino’s direction his eyes hard as he looked him over again “You truly are a beautiful specimen…”
“Nino-Ninomiya Kazunari my lord…” Nino replied the nervous catch in his voice not completely put on. In his mind he had hoped that he would be with Ohno when the time came for him to meet his lord again but instead he was standing with a person that made his flesh crawl more than Sakurai ever could. “I…I am pleased to meet you…"
“Indeed…but may I ask…If you are with the prince Satoshi…Why do you look so at ease with the emperor…?"
“I…Um…I…” Nino gasped flushing as he pretended to release what he was doing making to pull away from the older man who refused to let him leave holding him ever more tightly to his side while he let out a laugh that sounded fond and lightly teasing;
“Sho…Do not startle my flower so much…He is an easily startled creature and I have only just started to win him over…”
“Only just my emperor? But I thought that your son had been here for several weeks…Are you losing your touch?” Sakurai teased leaving Nino genuinely surprised that his lord and the emperor had such an easy relationship between them. Even Sakurai had a fond expression on his face as he looked at the man, the look was enough to turn his stomach but as with all things related to the emperor or his lord he kept the feelings to himself and looked over at the door wondering if Sakurai was going to make good on his word to bring his boy but he couldn’t even see Masaki so he doubted it.
“No such thing, it is simply that my flower is a lot more delicate than the other whores that have come through the palace doors…You have not brought anybody with you?”
“…Not this time, your majesty…I came alone…” Sakurai answered the smile becoming something hard in his face when Nino let out a squeak. He was torn between disappointed and happy that his boy was not in the snake’s pit.
“That is too bad, there is not somebody out in your self-imposed wilderness that has tempted you from the life of a monk?”
“…” Sakurai paused now his face changing from the smile to become something else completely as he rubbed the back of his neck and Nino knew that he was thinking about his boy. His Masaki. He hoped that he was at least, he hoped that maybe something the boy had told him had touched his heart. Sakurai had done a great many evil things, Nino knew that and would not deny it, but he honestly believed that the man wasn’t beyond redemption that somewhere inside of him was a decent human being that was trying to get out even if it was buried deep. “Not as yet your grace, I have not been able to find somebody as beautiful as the companion on your arm…”
“…He truly is a delight…You must go now flower…I am sure that you would enjoy a walk in the garden but be sure to take care of your skin…You would not want to lose the fairness of your complexion nor would I have you falling ill again…” The emperor purred pulling him into a hug that had his groin pressing against his as his hand moved down to caress his face. “We shall talk more later, my flower…”
“I…I am eager for it, my emperor…” Nino whispered bowing his head as he was released from the clutches and then he turned to Sakurai who surprised him by grabbing a hold of his chin and holding him tightly tilting his face upwards so he could once again stare into his eyes. His hand moved up the folds of his robe touching him in a way that Nino knew so well and he tried to look shocked instead of the other expressions of lust that he normally had to pretend to do.
“Sho what are you doing boy?! Release him at once…” Satonori hissed and Sakurai did with a laugh pushing him towards the door.
“Forgive me, your grace I simply hoped to see your reaction, I have not seen you taken so greatly before…Not even by such a beauty…”
“Indeed he is a true beauty but alas he is not yet mine…” Nino heard Satonori say with a sigh as he hurried to the door “I said that had started to win him over but he remains very attached to my son...The foolishness of a first love…”
“I have no doubt that you will win him from your son…Has he changed at all?” Sakurai asked and Nino was almost reluctant to close the door behind him but he was desperate to read the note that Sakurai had slipped into the folds of his clothing.
“He is still arrogant but he has lost much of his fight…” Satonori was saying as the door finally began to close. A smirked filled the assassins face, lost his fight? He thought hurrying to the garden the weight of the letter against his chest, we’ll see about that. Once in the seclusion of the flowers he pulled out the crumpled note and read it quickly tears coming to his eyes.
“Your boy and Masaki are at the following address…They are both eager to see you…You are doing well my spider…”
TBC
A/N: I hope that this was okay ^_^