http://clampfix.fanworks.net/ss-fix/game04.txt </head><body><pre>Subaru's Disclaimers: Shinri and Epeeblade don't own me. I belong to Seishirou-san. They don't own him either. We belong to a group of strange females. And no, they do NOT include the rabid fangirls of CFFML. The Game Of You By Shinri and Epeeblade Part 1: Courtship Chapter 4: The Garden of Eden He found himself at the park, walking alone and undisturbed. At the back of his mind, he began to wonder why he couldn't find Seishirou. He was sure that the older man was with him, but he seemed to have disappeared. Vaguely, he wondered if it had anything to do with the fact that he had passed out. He groaned inwardly. "Now he'll probably think I'm pathetic," he moaned. The trees above him rustled, as if to laugh at him. He frowned. Something didn't seem right. He squeezed his eyes shut for a few seconds and opened them again. He was no longer at the park. Rather, he was nowhere. Or, to be more specific, he was somewhere that never existed in his reality. He knew where he was, though. He knew exactly where he was. /Ah, hello, Sumeragi,/ a soft voice whispered mildly. /I never knew it was possible for you to get here./ Subaru's lips thinned. He was in the Sakura's illusion. There was an audible sound of a tongue clicking as the dark Tree admonished him. /You think I brought you here? I'm sorry to disappoint you, my sweet onmyouji, but you came here of your own accord./ It was very, very dark, but Subaru could sense the Tree looming above him. He was confused as to how he had come to bring it upon himself to visit the thing that made Seishirou what he is. And then, it hit him. "I'm dreaming, aren't I?" he asked as impassively as he could. He was feeling very foolish right now, and he just knew that the Sakura was laughing at him. It wasn't doing a very good job of hiding it, after all. It giggled and laughed and snickered and guffawed for what seemed to be an hour before he was finally able to speak to it coherently. "Look, if you don't have anything to say..." The Sakura stopped laughing so abruptly that the emerald-eyed man stopped in mid-sentence. Its voice sounded cold when it spoke once more. /I know what you're up to, boy, and I know what you're planning. Don't you dare think I'm stupid. You plan to subdue the Sakurazukamori by marrying him, by tying him down. Well, let me tell you something.../ The voice began to yell. /You can't do that without letting him jump you, baka!/ Subaru suppressed the urge to blink in confusion. Was the Tree actually giving him...love advice??? About Seishirou???? The Sakura just kept on gabbing, though. /I mean, Seishirou's insatiable when it comes to that kind of stuff! I'm telling you, if you don't let him give you at least a blowjob, he's gonna get bored. So listen up. You'll need this. By the way: The aphrodisiac thing? You really don't need it./ Subaru cleared his throat, and reluctantly, he asked why. If the Tree had eyes, they would have been rolled over a hundred times by now. /Look, Seishirou's had some bad reaction to the stuff. You didn't know that the aphrodisiac you gave him during dinner left him with a painful hardon for five whole hours, did you?/ The onmyouji shook his head. /Of course you didn't. My point is, don't use the stuff on Seishirou. You're hot enough as it is, if only you knew how to handle it./ There was silence for a few minutes. Finally, the thirteenth head of the Sumeragi clan timidly looked up ward and asked, "Why are you helping me?" He heard the Sakura laugh again. /Because I want to see how firm my grasp on Seishirou is. You see, if my grasp is firm, he wouldn't fall in love with you and wouldn't be tied down even in marriage. But, if he does fall for you, then that means I'm losing my touch./ Subaru stared up into the endless abyss with horror. "Are you going to kill him if he falls for me?" There was a peal of tinkling laughter again. /Hell no. That guy's my only means of amusement./ The onmyouji sweatdropped. The Tree began to talk again. /Maybe I should give you some tips on sex first. Particularly sex with Seishirou. Hmm...let me see...aha! Number one: Never, ever be seme. Seishirou's not the uke type, as is apparent. Number two: Let him tie you up. Bondage turns him on. Number three: Always look innocent. He has a thing about devirginizing young people. Number four: Beg, plead, whimper, make noise. Do uke stuff. Number five: Bite his earlobe. He digs that. Number six: Put water in your mouth when you give him a blowjob. He read that in a magazine somewhere and decided he'd like to have someone do that to him. Number seven: Be creative. You can dress up as a Catholic High School student for all I care, and.../ The emerald-eyed beauty was turning beet red. The thought of doing those things with Seishirou made him feel very hot and uncomfortable. Somewhere above him, a light began to flash. His eyes snapped open, and he sat up on the hospital bed. Wrong move. He had to bite his lip in order to stop himself from screaming. He had forgotten about the bruise. "Ah, you're awake, Subaru-kun," came the Sakurazukamori's cheerful voice. Subaru shivered slightly. The dream burned in his mind, the Tree's shameless suggestions made his cheeks grow warm and somewhere down there he felt an almost painful longing to be... "My, Subaru-kun, is that a crease on the sheets or are you just happy to see me?" the smooth voice interjected through his thoughts. "It's the sheets!" Subaru said in panic. "Oh," said Seishirou. "Let me smoothen that out for you..." "No!" By then, the golden-eyed man had half-climbed onto the bed in the pretense of fixing the younger man's bed sheets. And then disaster struck. "Subaru, Fuuma and I heard what had hap..." Kamui and Fuuma stopped dead in their tracks, seeing the position the two older men were in. "It's not what you think..." Subaru shrieked as Seishirou added a "Konnichiwa, Fuuma, Kamui." Nobody was able to speak for a few minutes. Finally, Kamui piped up. "You know, Subaru-san, you never really did give me that talk about sex." Tsuzuku... Bwahahahaha! The Tree's back! Errrrr...C&C?</pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>