What ever Happens

Don’t own Yami no Mastuei, Full Metal Alchemist or Loveless. But love the series and everything to do with them. But we don’t own them.
This chapter has RAPE. Fyi.

Chapter 2 where the?

Hisoka woke up to the chinking of ice, ‘Tsuzuki must be drinking something in the bed again,’ and opened his eyes, but closed them again at what he saw. He was not in his room and Tsuzuki was not drinking in the bed or by the bed for that matter. Who he saw made his blood run clod, it was Muraki in a bathrobe and drinking a scotch over ice, standing beside right by him.

Hisoka opened his eyes again when he felt something cold hit his chest and then start to slide down. He tried to move his hands but noticed that they were tied to the headboard rather tightly. His legs were tied to the bed with very little slack. And he noticed that he wasn’t dress at all.

“You looked a little warm, so I thought that some ice might cool you down,” Muraki said putting another piece of ice onto Hisoka’s warm skin and watching it slide down to the boy's stomach and pelvic region, Muraki kissed along the same trail. Hisoka didn’t like the ice or the fact that Muraki had started to kiss him.

“No stop it, STOP!” he shouted, only to have a bottle shoved into his mouth. He was forced to swallow the liquid that tasted rather good, like cherries, but anything from Murkai was bad news and he knew it. Looking at Muraki for some sort of clue, he was surprised to see him smiling, it was very creepy. (This should become a new paragraph here) “You should see your face,” Muraki said. “It’s priceless, but to tell you want your drinking is simple.” Now taking away the bottle (it was only about 4 oz) “while you slept I took a blood sample and found an interesting substance in it,” he let the words sink in as he started to run his hands up and down the Hisoka’s body. “Do you know what it is that I found?” He loved to tease him, “it was a mixture of chemicals that would make one pregnant, but more potent to almost allow men to be so as well,” he smirked wildy.

Hisoka heard what Muraki had said but didn’t want to believe him. “You said ‘almost’ what’s the catch then?” He said hating how his body was responding to his touches and hating himself for it all the more.

“Well,” Muraki started, “almost meaning that those who were alive in the sense that they are not shinigami.” He smiled a little more “and having found what was in it, I *just* had to make a stronger one, but I added flavor to it, cherry in fact.”

Hisoka’s eyes widened considerably, did Muraki really mean what he just said. “But it’s impossible.... there’s no way that possible....”

Muraki started to laugh at his face, “yes it is possible,” he said between laughs, “you just drank the potion and now can get pregnant almost right away with what I put into it. And I want to have a child.” He untied his robe and was naked underneath Hisoka relised and Muraki started to climb on top of Hisoka. Hisoka tried to get away but the ties held on very tight. He screamed out in pain as Muraki pushed two lubricated fingers into him and started to scissor them to stretch him out roughly.

Although Hisoka had just had some sex with Tsuzuki he wasn’t ready for the assault that Muraki was doing to him. Muraki was pushing hard into him and added another finger and started to push against the blond's prostate savagely. Despite it hurting a bit Hisoka was getting hard from it and starting to moan. It made him sick that his body was responding to this but there was nothing he could do but wait for it to be done with. He tried to put his mind some where else and not think about what was happening to him.

Muraki saw that Hisoka was trying to think of something else but that didn’t matter to him. He had ways of getting attention. He move himself over to position over the boy and started to push into the tiny hole. Hisoka winced with the pain and tried to think of something else as Muraki pushed further into him.

Once inside of him Muraki began on what can be only called as a violent rape. Hisoka cries of pain only sparred Muraki on to greater highs. He noticed that Hisoka was still trying to keep his mind away so he decided to needle at him. “My boyao, if you're this good I wonder what Tsuzuki-san feels like?” He started to thrust harder at this, making the boyao hurt was what he relished in after all.

“I think that I’ll invite him over and then get him pregnant as well, what do you think about that?” Muraki leered.

The entre time that Muraki had talked to him the thoughts of what Tsuzuki would go thorough mentally at the hands of the sick doctor made his blood run cold. He couldn’t let that happen to him, not while he was around to make sure that it didn’t happen. Muraki was getting closer to his peak and trusted even harder into Hisoka who could only scream at the pain that was being racked through his body. After a few more thrusts Muraki had released into the boy beneath him. After his body had finished shaking with release he pulled himself out of Hisoka and some of his essence and Hisoka’s blood came out. Muraki loved the look of the blood on the sheets and smirked at Hisoka.

“What do you think of my idea? Wonderful is it not?” Muraki said

Hisoka was silently crying after Muraki had released inside of him, he felt dirty and wanted to die again. (He is dead already remember.) But he came out of his dark thoughts when Muraki started to speak and all that he could muster could, “you will not touch him. I’ll make the deal with you, but you will never touch him.” His green eyes flashed dangerously that made Muraki want to shiver, but he didn’t.

“Fine then, you give me a child that I’ll get to see after it’s born and also get to take when I want it. Also you will appease me in my bed at least once a month till the 7th month. And then after 2 months of delivering. And I will not touch Tsuzuki-San, unless the deal is broken. Does this work for you.” Muraki said smirking more.

Hisoka, who couldn’t see a way out because he did love the idiot, said “yes, it works for me.”

Hisoka sat glaring at Muraki wanting to hit him but he didn’t have the strength or the ability due to the ties.

Muraki loved the way that he could manipulate the boy into what he wanted, and all he had to do was threaten Tsuzuki. He would have to use this more. “The deal is made then, I’ll return you to him now.” Muraki did something with his hands and Hisoka passed out. Muraki knew that if he let the boy go while awake he would have attacked him, and he didn’t want the possibility of hurting his new doll and “mother” of his child.
After cleaning himself and dressing himself and the boy, Muraki set out for the Shinigami’s house, where Tsuzuki would be. He got there the same way he arrived, and smiled when he saw Tsuzuki getting dress hurriedly so he can find the missing Hisoka. He sent Hisoka’s unconscious body though the open window.

Tsuzuki was frantic when he woke up and didn’t see Hisoka. He looked all around the house and never found him, so he was getting dressed when he felt a presence just outside. He turned around to see Hisoka floating through the window, and shouted “Hisoka!” while running over to him. As soon as he was to Hisoka the floating stopped and he had to catch him. He started to shake him shouting “Hisoka!? Hisoka? What happened? Please wake up! Hisoka?”

“He won't wake for about an hour,” a voiced purred. Tsuzuki looked up to see Muraki smiling down at him as he floated above the ground to be leave with the second story window. “He was quite fun tonight, please tell him I enjoyed him when he wakes,” and disappeared in his screen of white feathers." Tsuzuki could only cuddle Hisoka as what he said sunk in. He started to cry tears of hate, for Muraki and for his inability to protect the one he love again.