Apocalypse
Of The Heart
by
ciaan
All
characters in this story are copyright to Chiho Saito/B-Papas.
Touga arched his head back
luxuriantly and squeezed his legs tighter around Saionji's waist. He moaned
softly. Saionji pumped harder, moving his hips in small circles. Damn you, Touga. I want you to sweat. I want
you to scream. Do something.
Touga
looked up at Saionji's face above him, anger swirling behind pleasure in the
purple eyes. He reached up a hand and tangled it roughly in the green hair,
pulling Saionji's face down to him. "Kiss me." Saionji did, tongue
pushing deep into Touga's mouth. He slowed down again, pulling part way out
then almost fully out. That brought another gasp from Touga, and Saionji
smiled, bending down further and resting his forehead on Touga's chest. Touga
was gripping his shoulders now, his breathing arhythmical and harsh. Keeping you mad is always a good idea,
Touga thought. It makes you try your
hardest to please me. He dug his nails in further as Saionji thrust deeper,
and waves of pleasure washed over him. They built quickly from there, and soon
he felt his cum pulse out over him. He whimpered softly as it happened.
Saionji's heartbeat raced at the sound, and a moment later he too climaxed.
They lay tangled damply together for
a brief while, then Saionji withdrew and rolled off. Resting on his back next
to Touga, he glanced at him. His eyes were closed, and the sheen was already
fading from his face. Touga sat up calmly. "I'm going to shower." He
stood and disappeared into the attached bathroom.
As the sound of running water began,
Saionji closed his eyes and frowned. Just
once, can't I affect you for more than a moment? Can't I get through that
porcelain mask you have? He lay there, slowly cooling, trying to breath
meditatively. The mobile phone on the bedside table rang.
Saionji picked it up, fingering the
rose seal on the back. "Hello."
"Saionji? Is Touga there?"
an unmistakable voice asked.
"He's in the shower."
"When he gets out, tell him to come
see me as soon as possible." There was a click as he hung up. Saionji felt
like throwing the phone across the room, but managed to restrain himself and
merely set it back down. Touga reemerged a moment later, wrapped in a towel and
still dripping.
Saionji glared at him. "Your
lord and master, the Deputy Trustee Chairman, wants to see you right
away."
Touga
whipped the towel off and rubbed at his red hair with it. "Very
well." He grabbed his clothes from the floor and began to dress.
"Go running off to him, then.
Is he really that much better than I am?"
"Jealous? It's just
business." And there are certainly
things he can do that you can't...
"Of course I'm not fucking
jealous. I'm just not used to seeing you like this." I don't like seeing you like this, not for him. "Why do you
have to be at his total beck and call?"
"Because I think it will all be
worth it in the end." Touga came and stood at the foot of the bed.
"Saionji, you can't stay here while I'm gone."
"Of course, Mr.
President." he replied, standing up.
When the elevator doors opened on
the observatory, Akio was sitting there with someone else. They both stood when
he entered. Akio gestured to the other. "Touga, this is Tsuchiya Ruka.
Ruka, this is Kiryuu Touga, the Student Council President."
Ruka bowed. Touga responded. "I
do remember you, Ruka. So you've returned?"
"Let's go for a drive to
discuss this." Akio said.
The car was purring. Akio gave it
its head, letting it take the wheel. Touga, arm draped across the back of the
seat, glanced at Ruka inquisitively to gauge his reaction. Ruka cocked an
eyebrow at him, and Touga smiled.
****
The rose fell from Juri's grip. Ruka
came beside her to comfort her. Akio and Touga lowered their binoculars. Touga
leaned back onto the pillows of the bed. "All that time, he was just doing
it because he loved her. And here I thought he was a manipulative bastard. I'm
disappointed."
"People can be
surprising." Akio responded. They
can also be very predictable. He bent down and nipped at Touga's earlobe,
sliding his jacket the rest of the way from his shoulders.
****
When Touga tried to kiss Nanami, she
pushed him away. He was proud of his little sister, he really was. She was
growing up nicely.
****
Touga grabbed Saionji's hand and
pulled him into the elevator. "Come on, it'll be fun. Akio's just gotten a
new camera."
****
Touga watched Akio and Utena ride
off together into the forest. I would
give anything to see her look at me without anger and distrust in her eyes. I
don't ask for very much, not even a kiss... just to have her gaze at me with
affection.
****
The motorcycle growled under him. I
hate him. I want to be like him. I want to be him. He has everything, and I
want it. He's keeping all our souls in little coffins, and he plays with them
however he likes. I hate him, and his games. I need him, if I'm going to get
his power. I want him. I hate him.
****
They stood together on the student
council balcony, looking out over all of Ohtori Academy. The only point higher
than this was the observatory of Ends of the World. Touga turned to Saionji.
"The next duelist will be me." He took Saionji's left hand, the one
with the rose signet, and placed it on his chest over his heart. "Will
you... will you act as my Bride?" This
is what you've always wanted, isn't it? To get inside me. Saionji drew his
fingers in, curling his hand into a fist under Touga's. He nodded. They went
off together to issue the challenge.
****
He entered the dueling arena with Saionji
at his side. As Anthy uttered the words and drew the sword from Utena's chest,
Saionji embraced him. He placed his hand over Touga's heart, and it began to
glow. He could feel him reaching deep inside. It hurt. It felt so good. The
smooth length of steel slid out from him.
At the end of the duel, they were
sprawled across the floor. "Is it over for us?" Saionji asked.
Touga didn't know what he meant by it. "No. It's not over until we see
it through to the bitter end." And it seemed as if the end would be bitter
indeed.
****
She was dueling with the Ends of the
World at that very moment. The shish-kabobs hissed on the barbeque. His heart
was breaking. His heart was burning on those coals. Before he had beaten her,
back when he didn't care. But now, when he needed to beat her to save her, when
he cared, he lost. He lost because he cared, because he couldn't do the things
he could do before. He was weak, so very weak, and couldn't save her. His heart
had opened up, and all his strength had spilled out. Saionji glanced at him,
and he looked away sadly. He turned and walked off to the edge of the balcony,
leaning against the wall, fighting back tears. I couldn't be her prince. In the end, she didn't want a prince. He
heard a soft sound behind him, and Saionji's arms wrapped around his waist.
"You're not the only one." he whispered harshly in Touga's ear.
"I'm losing Anthy as well."
"I know." Touga replied.
"And I'm sorry." He closed his hands over Saionji's. That was when
they heard something crack.
****
They lay together on the grass in a
clearing on the hill behind the school, side by side, not touching, looking up
at the stars. The branches of trees around the edge of the clearing made a lacy
pattern against the dark sky. Saionji shifted his head slightly on his crossed
arms. "Touga, do you realize that we're graduating next year? What do you
think you'll do after that?"
Touga fingered a blade of grass.
"I've been thinking about joining the Board of Trustees after university,
or during if they'll have me. And there's always my father's business. I've
also been considering getting into politics."
"You'd be good at that."
"I've always been very
impressed by the Deputy Trustee Chairman, whenever I've talked to him about
school business."
"Yes, I can see how he's the
kind of person who would make a role model for you."
They lay in silence for a moment
more.
"And I guess you'll still have
kendo, Kyouichi. You're more into the simple life, not frivolity and
flamboyance."
"No, I'm not as decadent as you
are." Saionji turned to look at Touga's face. "But I know you well
enough to know there's more to you than the shallow side most people see."
Touga smiled. Saionji reached out and clasped his hand. "And I'm not
averse to a little frivolity every once in a while." Touga's hand squeezed
back.
After a minute, Saionji pointed up.
"Look, a falling star."
"Hmmm..." Touga replied.