| Author�s notes: Youji is inside a three-story mansion, being chased by a psychopath after his blood� and a few more things. Please be kind, this is my first Weiss fic. Warnings: Shoun-ai, yaoi, lime (you�ll see), Youji x Shuldich, humour, a little syndrome, evil author humour, sort of a bit of rape (you�ll see), and bad language. Disclaimer: I don�t own Weiss, I don�t make any money out of this, and etc. * What little resistance. * Youji was running. Why? Because a psychopath was chasing him. Now, normally, he would have shrugged and beat the crap out of said psychopath, but all he had on him was his wire and a handgun. Said psychopath did not just have a handgun and wire on him, said psychopath had a handgun, a semi automatic, and what Youji figured was a revolver. Oh and mind control powers. So, the blonde assassin was slightly overwhelmed. What pissed him off even more though, was the fact that said psychopath was another assassin, a rival in fact. Schuldich was the said psychopath. See the psychopath had red hair, now, if it had of been Aya chasing him, well that he�d be fine with, because Aya probably wouldn�t kill him. But this psychopath was not Aya, so it was not okay! A bullet whizzed past him and hit the wall to his left. Youji growled in frustration. Where the fuck was the goddamn exit door! They were inside a large house and running around through room to room. The red head laughed as Youji narrowly missed a bullet to his head. �Oh, I�m getting warmer now sweetheart.� Youji dodged around another doorjamb. Yes it had crossed his mind that the said psychopath was using his strange powers to hide the freaking door� but he didn�t want to think about it. �You ain�t getting shit!� Laughter was the red head�s response and several rounds of ammo hit the wall, Youji fell to the ground, watching the holes appear. The wall was not looking good by the time the gun finally clicked on out of ammo. Standing he zipped around the corner, getting off two shots before resuming his running. BANG! A large chunk of the wall to his left was blown away. Shuldich had gotten out the revolver. Youji dodged a shot that would have blown his shoulder right off and turned, slamming the door and running down a long hallway. They had to pick a three-story mansion didn�t they! He noticed a closet and opened it, slamming the door shut and then zipping around the corner. Smiling like a lunatic while thinking to himself. (I�m not inside the closet, don�t let him look inside!) The door at the end of the hall exploded in a shower of dust and heavy footsteps walked forward and threw open the closet. Youji stifled a laugh and whipped around the corner, getting five shots off before he raced down the stairs nearby. �Fucking cheat!� the psychopath�s voice drifted down to him, sounding rather pissed off. Youji giggled madly before whimpering and a bullet missed his ear by about an inch. He jumped off the stairs and saw a room quickly avoiding another hit he ran inside and closed and locked the door. Only then did he turn around and groan. �Oh fuck!� He�d sealed himself in a doorless room; in short, he was locked in. with a psychopath after his blood. Who had a lot more firepower then he did. He was doomed, well at least after he died he could go and haunt the rest of his team. Backing into a corner he pulled out his handgun, kneeling he aimed it at the door. He waited. And waited. And nothing happened. Frowning he edge closer to the door. What kind of game was the red head aiming at? There were no sounds of breathing from the other side, so he crept closer, his curiosity overriding his own brain telling him to stay put. Hesitantly he opened the door and peeked his head out, looking toward the stairs first. Big mistake, big fucking mistake. Two strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him to Shuldich�s chest. Youji let out a startled yelp and tried to pull away, struggling as hard as he could. Shuldich laughed and held on tighter. �Oh, cutie, surprised to see me?� �Let me the fuck go!� came the vicious reply. Shuldich giggled again and, still holding Youji to his chest looked inside the room. Grinning to himself he dragged the boy in with him. (Perfect) He released the boy from his hold and spun the blonde assassin around, staring deeply into his eyes over the sunglasses. Youji froze while Shuldich stared at him. He didn�t like that look, especially on another man�s face. Shuldich pulled the blonde closer and pressed his lips against the other�s. There was a startled yell, which was muffled by the lips, Youji opened his mouth to try and say something, but came up short when an invading tongue slipped between his lips. The red head wrapped his fingers around Youji�s arms, securing to blonde in place. Youji had regained his composure and started trying to pull back, not to any avail however. Shuldich smirked in the kiss and pulled back to allow the blonde the breath. Youji was hot with rage and fear. �Get away from me!� His knee came up and hit Schuldich Square in the groin; sending the red head off balance and making him release the blonde. Youji ran for it, zipping out the door and down the hall. Several bullets hit the wall near him. He turned and fired his second last bullet before falling into another hallway. Sighing in slight relief when he saw the stairwell. A loud bang issued forth and half the wall behind him blew up. �That�s it, I�m gonna fuck you!� The red head yelled. Youji doubled his speed, breathing heavily. (Fuck, this isn�t funny any more.) But he replied anyway. �No fucking way! You�re not coming near me, Asshole!� Shuldich laughed and fired his gun again, he could see the other guy still running, he liked the fear inside Youji�s mind. He licked his lips in anticipation. This would be oh so very sweet. He aimed the gun perfectly, he didn�t really want to have to hurt the blonde assassin, but if he had too he would. Youji was on the first step, he lifted his foot to step onto the second, and Schuldich fired the gun. The bullet missed Youji�s foot but the sudden force of it rocked the blonde of balance, sending him crashing forward and falling down the steps. Schuldich laughed again and quickly followed him. Youji was sprawled across the bottom step, vigorously shaking his head and trying to get feeling back into his limbs. Before the blonde assassin could take stock of himself Schuldich hauled him to his feet and rammed him into the wall. Youji�s head collided with the wall and the blonde assassin groaned in pain. Using one hand to hold Youji against the wall he turned Youji�s head with his other hand and stole the blonde�s lips. The figure under him struggled as much as it could, trying to break free. But it was useless. He was trapped. Schuldich release the Blonde�s chin and slipped his hand down the Blonde�s pants. The blonde moaned involuntarily as Shuldich rubbed along his manhood. Despite his will not to, Youji was becoming aroused. Taking advantage of the open lips Shuldich slipped his tongue in. The gun in Youji�s hands dropped to the floor in startlement, how Youji had managed to hold onto his gun was anyone�s guess. Shuldich fiddled with Youji�s pant zip, the garment fell to the ground within seconds, Shuldich having much practise with getting confining clothing off. He ground his own body against Youji�s. The blonde gasped, in desperate need of air and from the jolt of pleasure it sent up his spine. Schuldich broke away from the kiss, grinding into the blonde even more, sending Youji�s brain off to la, la land. The blonde exhaled air in a quick gasp, trying to think beyond the pounding in his groin. �For someone who put up so much fight sweetheart, you sure as hell give up fast.� Youji shook his head, trying to clear his mind enough to command his limbs. Schuldich didn�t give him a chance. Pulling Youji�s shirt over his head, and using it to tangle Youji�s hands up, so that the boy was fairly immobile the red head descended on Youji�s chest. Now, poor Youji darling had rather sensitive nipples, and when Shuldich�s mouth gently nipped and licked those rather sensitive nipples, the blonde groan and nearly collapsed. The only thing holding him up was Shuldich�s hand. Shuldich grinned, the blonde didn�t have much will left, all voice had been lost and he seemed ready to pass out. Moving to the other nipple the red haired assassin let the two of them slide to the ground, Youji underneath. How long had this been planned out? At least a month. Since Shuldich had first laid eyes on the sexy wire wielding Weiss member he�d wanted him. It was close to love, if he could ever feel love, fuck that, all he knew was that he wanted Youji. Mm, he liked the sound of that name, Youji. The need to say it out loud was overriding. �Oh god, you taste so good, Youji baby.� He groaned, licking a line down the other�s chest toward the navel. Was it just a one-time fuck that he wanted? Hell no, if it was, he�d of had it by now. The blonde groan trying to move his pleasure seduced limbs. It was sadly futile. The pressure in his pants was becoming unbearable, he wanted to slide into Youji, and he wanted to do it now! But he had to restrain, if he took the boy with to much force, he wouldn�t get anything. It had been nerve wrecking when he was shoot at the blonde, he knew he�d almost hit him a few times. Thank god for small blessings. He�d had to shoot, otherwise it would have been too faked, and the other members of his team wouldn�t have left him alone to �play� with the blonde. Okay, now he was ready to take his shirt off. He pulled back long enough to remove the clothing and gazed down at Youji, who had closed his eyes and was panting. Beautiful. That was the word he used to describe Youji with, beautiful. The pants came off next. He shuddered when he straddled Youji�s thighs again, his own erection gently rubbing against the blonde�s. Youji threw his head back, the simple brush depriving him of air. It was as if his body was on fire! He tingled from the contact of Shuldich�s skin against his. Shuldich ducked his head and gently licked the lip of Youji�s erection. The blonde gasped at the sudden touch then arched his back against Shuldich�s mouth as it continued its assault. He felt ashamed of his own body betraying him like it was. For god�s sake he was being raped! And he was submitting to it? Now of course we all know what his body was saying to that? Who bloody well cared? A fuck was a pleasurable and enjoying experience no matter who it came from. Of course, Youji didn�t pay much attention to what his body said, like always, it had little influence on his mind, who was a pretty psychotic mind anyway. The particular part of Youji�s body that had the most influence over what his brain did, had already decided that it was time for some action, after all, IT was getting special treatment, and that delious mouth that encircled it was making it purr in pleasure, sending jolts of that same pleasure through just about every limb in Youji�s body. In short, Youji stood little chance of not succumbing. He practically screamed when the mouth surrounding his erection started to hum. A few seconds later, he came. Schuldich grinned, swallowing what came from the ecstatic erection and coming up, claiming the somewhat intoxicated Youji�s mouth. Without realising it the blonde haired assassin parted his lips and responded to Shuldich�s own tongue. The red head was quite shocked when he found himself kissing a willing victim, but recovered quite quickly and devoured the mouth before him. It was surprising what a well-done blowjob could do for you. The two of them ate at the other�s mouth, tongues clashing and moans echoing forth. *************** Youji woke to a pair of brown orbs gazing down at him. He sighed; his body was too tired and stiff. Snuggling closer to the warmth that eloped him he closed his eyes again. Shuldich grinned and hugged the blonde closer. He was so fucking beautiful with his eyes closed like that. They were still at the bottom of the stairs, god knows how long they�d been there anyway. What did the red head care, all that mattered was the bundle that he held to his chest. The warm, silky soft skin and the delicately painted face, soft blonde hair. He sighed contently. The earlier excitement rush having long since worn off. Slowly he closed his eyes, placing a small kiss on Youji�s forehead. �Mm, you�re a psychopath.� �Thank you.� ~ End. Author�s second notes: I didn�t really have the energy to finish it with a huge bang. Maybe next time? Anyway, should I have put in some more action? A bit more things getting blown up? Tried for a longer story line? Tell you about my plans for a chapter two� ah; forget I said that okay. |