| Title: Self-preservation Author: munky Rating: R for lime Genre: Samurai Jack slash�I guess. At least it's slashy thoughts. AU, masturbation. OOC? NCS? You decide. Archive:Jackslash, Slashers Unite, and Rareslash. If you want it, you can have it. Just ask! Author Notes: I'm. SO. sorry. Hurt me if you will, but I couldn't help it. Have you seen Jack with his hair down? Mrrow. Bishonen material definitely. Consider his slash factor as well. He has almost zero contact with women and the one woman who shows up is Aku in disguise. Methinks that could be taken in *many* ways. ::laughs evilly:: 0.o;; I scared myself. Disclaimer: Mr. Tartakoffsky, please don't sue me. I wrote this out of love, not money. ON WIT DA FIC!! The wandering ronin warrior known as Samurai Jack slowly approached the edge of a thick forest ahead of him, unaware. His every sense was wide open as he walked. Dark eyes focused on the dirt path ahead of him, while his ears were filled with the cries and shrieks of the birds and animals overhead. He could smell the deep scent of wood mingling with the cloying fragrance of tropical flowers with every breath. The aromas were so thick in the air, he could almost taste them. His sandals made soft, muffled clacking noises as he walked into the deeper grass of the forest, and he squinted in the dim light that managed to escape the canopy of branches hundreds of feet above him. The forest seemed to stretch out for miles as Jack walked, trying to mentally calculate how much time he would spend crossing it to get to the next town. The longer he wasted time or waited, the more Aku would be free to oppress the innocent. 'He must be stopped. That has always been my mission and until the day I can go back to my time, it will always be.' Jack ignored the natural splendor of the forest, focusing more on the path ahead of him and the mission in his mind. That would prove to be his downfall. In a sudden uncharacteristic lack of grace, the samurai tripped on a fallen branch and fell against a tree, losing consciousness. The wind picked up, a ghosting hand crossing over Jack's prone figure, slumped in a cradle of tree roots. An almost unheard giggle made the birds scatter in surprise as the trees slowly leaned in closer together. "What is this place? Where am I?" Jack's voice echoed as he was transported to the dream plane by his subconsciousness . He didn't expect an answer; his questions had been said aloud purely by reflex. Yet surprisingly enough, he received one. "You have stumbled into our forest, but could not see its' beauty for the trees. What is so important that you cannot enjoy nature for its' own sake?" Jack's head moved quickly from side to side, trying to pinpoint the source of the voice speaking. There was none, for he saw he was standing on a flat, endless plane without walls or doors. His new environment was even more confusing than his questioner. "Well? We await your answer." Stoutly, Jack replied, telling the tale of Aku and the darkness the evil one had already released into the world. Then he went on to tell of his own mission to go back to his own time and stop Aku's terror before it really even started. "That is a noble mission, Jack, but still, you must learn to tend to other needs as well. You are a human, not a machine, so why do you deny yourself? You have needs and necessities like any other man." Jack was confused by the voice's words. He always made sure to keep himself clean and fed. What else was there? He gasped as a low throb pulsed in his groin. That feeling had never been there before! "What have you�done to me? I feel as though I am on fire!" Jack groaned, his voice stricken as he fell to his knees. "We have only released the desire within you that has always been denied. You have always put your lust away, as though it was never as important as what you were occupied with at the moment." Jack was sweating and burying his hands into the hollow between his legs. He rocked back and forth on his knees, trying to relieve the heat in his crotch unsuccessfully. next back to misc. section |