The Game of You
Part 1 – Courtship
Chapter 5 – The Game is Up

“Well, Kamui, if you wanted to know about Sex, you should have just asked /me/.” 
Seishirou said, amused at the young teen’s earnest question to Subaru. He edged slightly 
closer to Subaru, who was huddled to the headboard of the hospital bed, his thin hospital 
sheet clenched to his chin.

“S-Seishirou-san!” Subaru gasped out, “You can’t…”

“Why not, Subaru, I’m sure I’d know much more than you, since you’re a virgin and all.” 
Seishirou continued smoothly.

Fuuma looked at Subaru critically, “You’re a 25-year-old virgin?”

Subaru ducked under the sheets and wished they would all go away.

The door to his hospital room creaked open slowly. “I’m afraid you’re all going to have 
to leave. It’s time for Sumeragi-san’s sponge bath.”

“And we can’t stay?” Kamui asked despondently, earning himself a sharp glare from 
Seishirou.

Subaru peaked out of his hiding place to regard the two nurses who had come to rescue 
him. 

“No, you most certainly can NOT stay, Nurse Shinri and I have plenty of work to do!” 
The second nurse scolded and ushered the three men out of the hospital room.

The first turned to Subaru and smiled, though that smile did not reassure Subaru any. 
“Ok, hon, get naked and turn over!”

Subaru gulped.

***

Seishirou paced impatiently around his maboroshi, the Sakura tree, as usual, at the center. 
“I must get laid,” Seishirou mused to himself, “Subaru will of course, be mine. But how 
shall I do him, once I capture him?”

/You sure that aphrodisiac’s worn off?/ The tree commented quietly. 

“It’s not that,” Seishirou dismissed the tree’s concern. “He’s the first thing I’ve ever 
wanted that I couldn’t have! How can he be resisting my charm? My rugged good looks,” 
The Sakurazukamori blew into his palm and then sniffed, “Does my breath smell? Maybe 
I should carry breath mints.”

The tree’s blossom filled branches shook with amusement. 

“Is something funny?” Seishirou snapped.

/Oh, nothing, just you, making a fool out of yourself for this boy./

“I am not!” he protested. “I am merely frustrated, sexually frustrated, if you get my 
meaning, filled with such insatiable wanton longing deep within the loins of my lust ….”

/Ok, I get it! What you need is a plan to get him into bed. Then the head of the Sumeragi 
will be yours! Wha ha hahahahha!/

Seishirou ignored the tree’s insane laughter and continued to pace, “If he is committed to 
following the rest of this ‘book’, he will refuse my advances until marriage…” he paused 
and stopped in mid-step. “That’s it! If I propose to Subaru-kun and then, /pretend/ to 
marry him, he’ll fall into my bed like the young virgin he is! It will be perfect!” Seishirou 
began to rub his hands together in anticipation. 

/Oh great, what did you base that plan on? A goofy American sitcom?/

“It’s crazy, but it just might work! I don’t see you coming up with anything better.” 
Seishirou admonished.

The Sakura answered coyly, /I think you just might find Subaru a little more susceptible 
to your advances, now that I’ve spoken to him./

“Oh no, gods no. What did you tell him?!” Seishirou demanded. He began to pace again, 
cursing meddling trees who didn’t know better than to stay out of his love life.

/Hey, I’m a tree! Do you think I get any sex besides what I live vicariously through you? 
Give me a break!/

Seishirou whirled around, “You told him about the water – blowjob thing, didn’t you!” he 
accused.

/Well, you were the one who wanted to try it!/

“If mother weren’t already dead, I’d kill her again for binding me to you.” The 
Sakurazukamori murmured.

***

Kamui and Fuuma lounged in their apartment, each pretending to do school work, but not 
wanting to admit it to the other. 

Finally, Fuuma looked up from his Geometry. “Kamui, did you really ask Subaru-san to 
tell you about sex?”

Kamui shrugged and put down his pencil. All he had been doing really was writing 
“Kamui heart Subaru” in his notebook. “I thought maybe he’d take a hint and figure out 
what I wanted.”

“How could you have a crush on that guy?  He's lamer than an episode of Wedding 
Peach!” Fuuma mocked.

“He’s not lame! He’s shy and sensitive.” Kamui defended. “And he’s probably let me be 
on top!”

“Oi!” Fuuma fell over onto the couch. “Now, Seishirou, he’s one hot mo-fo.”

Kamui looked over at his friend, who now hung upside-down on the couch, his face 
flushing dark red as his head nearly brushed the carpet. “I thought I canceled the 
LoverBoy channel,” he mused.

“Anyway!” Fuuma pushed himself back onto the couch. “The two of them seem too 
wound up in each other. This totally sucks, you know?”

“Yeah! I mean, who’s going to teach me about sex now!” Kamui wailed.

Fuuma crossed the room and thumped Kamui on the back of the head, “Duh, Baka! 
That’s what the Internet’s for!”

***

Subaru sat back in his hospital bed. The two overzealous nurses had finally left, after a 
sponge bath that left him feeling rather dirty. He eyed his lunch tray uneasily, not feeling 
quite hungry, and especially not hungry enough for hospital food. The only thing that 
seemed the slightest bit appealing was the banana in the corner.

He sighed and turned to the phone on the night table beside him. Might as well take 
advantage of his relative privacy and call his sister.

“Subaru!” his sister’s voice wailed on the other side of the phone. “Do you even know 
what time it is in France?”

“Sorry, Hokuto-chan,” he winced at her near shout. “I’m in the hospital.”

“What! Subaru, are you all right?” his sister had gone from irritated-loud, to panicked-
loud.

He cringed again, “I’m fine, the doctors say I have a hair-line fracture in my hipbone.”

“I thought you said you weren’t going to put out!” Hokuto accused him.

“I didn’t!” he exclaimed.

“Then exactly how did you get hurt there?”

Subaru blushed, remembering Seishirou’s lunge that had knocked him clear out of his 
chair. “I, er, fell.”

He could hear her sighing on the other end of the phone, even with the long distance 
connection. “Of course you did. Are you okay, Subaru? Do you need me to come home 
to take care of you?”

“N-no! I’m fine, I’ll be out of here in a few days. I just need some rest. There was 
something I wanted to ask you…”

“Of course, little brother, what is it?”

“H-how, I mean, look, you’re the one who gave me the aphrodisiac, so I mean, you 
shouldn’t be surprised when I ask you…”

“Did you have sex, Subaru?” Hokuto asked softly.

“No, not yet,” Subaru coughed and sputtered. “At least, not until…. Anyway, a ‘friend’ 
of the person I’m interested in told me a few things that this person would like and I’m 
not sure if I should do some of them.”

“You mean, showing him some of the goods while holding out for more?” His sister 
cheerfully supplied.

“Well, yes. Have you ever heard of this having water in the mouth while, um, performing 
oral sex thing?”

He heard giggling on the other side of the line and some loud bangs, which he deduced 
must be his sister banging her fist in amusement. “Subaru, you are so innocent!” 

“I know, that’s why I’m calling /you/!” Subaru finally snapped, impatient.

“Subaru! How can you say something like that about your sister!” Hokuto admonished, 
“Anyway, I think you should go for it! Show this guy what you’re made of!”

“But, I don’t know exactly how.” Subaru wailed, for once sounding incredibly like his 
older sister.

Hokuto winced, “Well, practice makes perfect!”

“Practice!” Subaru exclaimed, “How can I…hmmm.” He eyed the banana on his lunch 
tray. “I’ll call you back…”

***

Subaru took a sip of water from his glass, held his breath and then inserted the banana in 
his mouth. Carefully, he sloshed the water to once side of his mouth while working the 
banana with his tongue. What would Seishirou like? Maybe if he pulled the banana in and 
out of his mouth. How about if he sucked on it? He couldn’t imagine suction feeling 
anything but pleasurable, but he was unsure if he could do it without swallowing the 
water.

“I don’t think you should eat bananas quite that way, Subaru-kun.” A deep voice said 
from the corner of the room.

Subaru tried to pull the banana out of his mouth and swallow at the same time. He began 
to gag, coughing up the water onto his sheets.

Seishirou crossed the room and began pounding the younger man on the back, until 
Subaru could breath easier. He picked the banana up and smirked, noting it’s squishy 
state. “Hungry, Subaru-kun? You should know it’s impossible to swallow and spit at the 
same time.”

“S-Seishirou-san!” Subaru squeaked, his throat still not completely recovered from the 
water. “What are you doing here? Visitor hours are over!”

“Ah, Subaru-kun,” Seishirou leaned over and took Subaru’s chin between the fingers of 
one hand, the other brushes gently across the boy’s lips. “You captivate me, I cannot go 
for a moment without thinking of you. I need you, my beautiful one.”

“Seishirou-san, this is hardly the right place for this,” Subaru sputtered. He needed to 
perfect his blow job technique before he could actually try it out.

“No, no, Subaru-kun, you misunderstand me. Sumeragi Subaru, will you marry me?”

Subaru stared dumbfounded at the older man. This was it, exactly what he had wanted, to 
subdue the power of the Sakurazukamori. However, Seishirou had not yet revealed 
himself as Sakurazukamori. They had never discussed marriage or anything like that. 

Subaru could only conclude one thing.

Seishirou had found The Book.

TBC