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Anna begins to try and heal Tsuzuki. Another surreal lemon for everybody.

Category: Yami no Matsuei - Rating: R - Genres: Drama,Erotica,Romance - Characters: Hisoka,Tsuzuki - Warnings: [X] - Published: 2010-11-18 - Updated: 2010-11-19 - 1250 words - Complete


Chapter Twenty-Four: Detoxification:

August 12th, 2009.

At seven in the morning, Anna picked up Tsuzuki’s cell phone and called for back-up. She pressed her lips together as the phone rang. /Come on, pick up!/, she thought as she paced around on in front of the big balcony window.

“Hello?” a boy’s voice asked. Anna took a breath as she paused.

“Hisoka?” she asked.

“Anna? Where’s Tsuzuki?” Hisoka asked.

“Still in bed,” she answered uneasily.

“Figures!” the younger shinigami mumbled. Anna shook her head on her end of the line.

“No, this is a problem,” she replied.

“What do you mean?” he asked when he noticed her tone. Anna drew in a deep breath as she prepared to explain the situation in the best way that she could.

“It’s kind of hard to sum up right away,” she began rather uneasily.

“Okay…” he replied. She took in another breath to pace herself.

“Two things,” the woman opened with, “Please look up any recent deaths at Kyoto University.”

“Why?” the younger shinigami asked.

“A man named Dr. Yamashita has been dragged into this mess my family created,” Anna explained, “He came to me personally.”

“Okay… we’ll do that,” Hisoka said, “What’s the other thing?” Anna paused and shut her eyes for a moment.

“It’s Asato,” she admitted.

“What about him?” the boy asked on the phone.

“He’s fallen depressed,” the woman said in a low voice over the phone.

“What did you say?” Hisoka asked in alarm.

“I think it’s my fault…” Anna mumbled in hopes that he wouldn’t really catch that.

“How?” the boy demanded. Anna lowered her head.

“That’s hard to explain,” she repeated.

“What do you mean?” the boy pressed. Anna shook her head.

“We won’t be getting back straight away,” she told him.

“What do you mean? Why?” Hisoka asked.

“Just look up the Kyoto University deaths and wait for us,” the woman told him as fast as he could.

“What for?” Hisoka asked, “Anna? Anna?” She said no more as the woman hung up the phone and held it to her chest. That part was done. Anna turned back to the bed. Tsuzuki was still sound asleep. Anna gathered herself up for the detoxification.

The woman walked over to the bed and sat on it. Tsuzuki looked to be suffering in his dreams as well. The tear in her heart deepened; it hurt to watch him in agony. Anna reached out and wiped away his tears.

/Asato-kun…/, she thought.

Hours later, the shinigami slowly opened his eyes. Anna sat before him waiting.

“Good morning,” she whispered, “How are you?” Tsuzuki slowly sat up as he blinked in surprise.

“You’re here!” he gasped. Anna nodded somberly.

“Yes. I am here,” she said in a matching tone.

“You really are here,” he whispered.

“Yes,” she repeated.

“But why?” the shinigami asked, shaking his head. She leaned in close to his face.

“I’m not going to leave you,” his girlfriend declared. Tsuzuki stared at her.

“I could kill you,” he murmured. Anna shook her head.

“I can risk that. I’m not going to abandon you,” she said strongly. Tsuzuki blinked.

“You promise?” he asked so childlike. Anna clenched her fists at her sides.

“Yes. You have my word,” she said. Tsuzuki embraced her on an impulse and forced another kiss on the lips. Anna didn’t put up any resistance. She let him take her.

Tsuzuki gently pushed her back onto the bed. He gently worked his tongue into her mouth as his hands met her warm bare breasts. Anna moaned in his mouth as she arched her back at him. The shinigami gently kissed and nibbled on her neck. Anna tightly shut her eyes and whimpered.

“Oh yes,” she murmured, “Take all that you want.” Tsuzuki affectionately nibbled on her neck. Anna drew in another breath as she felt his teeth graze her soft skin. He moved from her neck to her collarbone. His beloved laced her finger through his short brown hair. The shinigami’s tongue moved to her breasts. The taste unconsciously stirred him awake down below. His body wanted this, but his mind was fogged over guilty pain. Anna knew he wasn’t in his right frame of mind, but she didn’t stop him. To do that would be to turn him away.

“Yes!” she moaned, “More!” Tsuzuki lightly licked around her breasts before moving to her abdomen. His hands wrapped around her small waist like a needy child. Anna parted her legs for him in response. Tsuzuki slid part up to her lips for another kiss on the mouth.

The sinner awoke on the rice white temple floor and looked around. Where is this place?/, the man thought. White candles were lit on a white cinnamon-scented altar. The walls were painted with different myths while a rich red tapestry covered the back way. The sinner slowly sat up on the floor./

Is this…/ he thought, Am I… in a temple?/The sinner looked in front of him and saw the golden statues of the goddesses on a porcelain white altar. He wasn’t dreaming; he was in this temple last night.

A scent of cherry blossoms filled his nose as ghost-like fingers touched his hair. He glanced upwards to see Konohanasakuya-Hime patting him like he was her son. The sinner blinked at her to see if he was dreaming. She stood over him with a smile.

My goddess…” he mumbled. She gently put her finger to his lips. The sinner knelt down at her feet.

“I am not worthy!” he murmured, “I am a sinner! My hands are covered in blood. I am a murderer! I am a monster!” The goddess gently shushed him. He looked at her with big eyes.

“Konohana-sama!” the sinner murmured. She lightly pulled him to his feet.

“My goddess,” he whispered. Konohanasakuya-Hime pulled his face close to hers.

“You are forgiven,” she whispered. The goddess kissed him on the lips. The sinner closed his eyes and kissed her back. Konohanasakuya-Hime reached forward and slowly stripped the man of his ruined and soaked suit. The sinner found his body trembling in an unfamiliar heat. He felt lighter with each article of clothing being stripped away from him.

This feels so good…/ he thought. He felt himself stirring awake between his legs. Red embarrassment flushed over his face. Was it so wrong to feel this way about a goddess? Once she stripped him naked, Konohanasakuya-Hime took the sinner over to the tapestry and pushed it aside. A long, room-sized pool waited for him on the other side. The goddess kissed the sinner on the lips and he didn’t resist her. She planted a drop of trust inside of him. He fell in love with her as a result./

Konohanasakuya-Hime gently pushed the sinner into the water below them. The man let his body sink into the surrendering warmth inch by inch until his head sank under. She held him under and murmured a chant to cleanse him. When the last of the air bubbles rose to the surface, the cherry blossom goddess removed her hand. She drew the sinner out of the water leaned into his ear.

“You are reborn,” she whispered. Konohanasakuya-Hime kissed him on the lips again. The sinner weakly kissed her back before collapsing into her arms.

Tsuzuki slept next to Anna peacefully. His beloved stroked his hair as the detoxification started successfully.
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