Genkai Haretsu [Rebirth]

Disclaimer:Ok, let me start like this. I spoke to the original Author Toshide, and the author agreed to letting me continue their story.

For people who still need some proof, go to this link. I've already had a bit of trouble with the other author doing this saying that I don't have permission. Toshide wrote it themselves.

http://celeb.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600092537&chapter=2

[THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN EDITED!!!! I changed my style a lot to try my best to work it well with Toshide's old style, but I just can't do it!!!!!! So sorry if you hate this continuation, but I'm taking it over my way 8D]

This story is not mine!!!!! I'm continuing it as a fan who wanted to see an ending to a story I really loved that wasn't going to be completed. The author has given me thier planned ending, and all requests have been followed. I'm not going to immitate the author's style, but I am going to do my best to continue the feel of the story.

Yoshiki, hide, and J are not mine. Neither is Megan, Maeko, or even the story line. Everything has been left intact aside from grammar edits. I did not write ANYTHING until the 9th chapter. That's where I started.

Genkai Haretsu

Chapter 9

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Yoshiki was more than a little pissed off. No one really liked having their private time on the beach interrupted, but especially not by some childish annoying purple haired American that your lover had been planning on marrying until... Roughly yesterday. In truth, he was so fucking mad, he could barely move. It slithered up his nerves, and made the beautiful man see red. However it didn't show on his face. It seemed to ice him over until he had no expression whatsoever.

hide curled up into a tight ball, trying to avoid megan seeing him nude. Instantly that modesty had snapped back into him, even though she'd seen him in the buff plenty of times, it suddenly just didn't seem right. I mean, why would he want her to look at his body???? He didn't like people to just stare at it, so it had strictly become Yoshiki's property over the past few days. Yoshiki thought of him even blinded with rage, his body coming down to cover hide protectively while the smaller male tugged his shorts back up. It was amazingly loving, even in such a weird situation.

"What the fuck are you doing, girl? Can't you see hide is a bit busy?", Yoshiki spoke almost aristocratically, mocking Megan with slight smirk. No one was making HIS love curl up like this, especially the clingy ex.

Megan let out another scream of rage at Yoshiki's taunting, her face flushing with anger while she dove. It was like some stupid romance story mixed with a vampire scene. Megan diving at Yoshiki and clawing at his back with her nails with some beautiful sunset background...totally a movie scene. hide watched in shocked rage while Yoshiki hissed at the raw bloody marks on his back before pushing her over.

That lean muscular graceful body that had just brought hide into a shuddering climax moved. It was even weirder getting turned on by Yoshiki violently pinning Megan to the ground, his saltwater tendrilled hair sticking to the sides of his face. It wasn't that the dirty bitch was in any of his fantasies, it was just seeing that male body so... so... fuck, it was just hot to see Yo-chan like that. hide wondered for a second if Yoshiki was that hot when he pinned him down like that. Probably!!!! He thought they looked great together anyway.

Yoshiki's harsh voice whispered into Megans ear while she continued to curse and scream in rapid english. hide was a bit too distracted to understand the fast spoken english, but Yoshiki got it fine. It seemed to make him angrier, his chocolate eyes darkening in barely restrained fury. Shesh if she only knew what his Yo-chan could do. Instead of disgusting him, it almost made his feathers ruffle with pride... well if he had any feathers anyhow.

"hide is here because he wants to be here. Let me give you a word of advice, if I ever see you again, I'll fucking kill you, and I can promise it wont be quick", Yoshiki squeezed Megan's wrists to the point of pain, fingernails biting into the soft fleshy undrersides. He smirked as he stood up, and grabbed hide's hand.

Megan didn't have much time to react. She was almost frozen in place by that scarily serious voice, like that pretty boy actually would kill anyone. He was just a fucking mind control freak, brainwashing hide, but it still froze her solid. By the time her temper had returned, the freak and hide were gone.

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hide had pretty much been dragged by Yoshiki down the beach. Not that he really minded, but he let out a few whiny sounds and grumbles as he tugged down his shirt, stumbling along the sand. Yoshiki had been jokingly saying he couldn't walk around in just a speedo that very morning, but he certainly was marching off in only that right now. Sure, hide wanted to snicker at it, but it probably wasn't the right time.

It seemed to take forever to get back to the house, or at least it seemed that way to hide, so he couldn't help but make a weird sound of happiness when they got close enough to know he could sit soon. The swimming and playing in itself had made him sleepy. That tired physical feel of a well exercised and sexed body was dominating him, even if he should have been more concerned with the Megan situation, he was with Yoshiki, and it made him feel content. The easy relaxation washed over him the second he was inside the comfortable mansion that he'd just the other day thought of as his prison.

Yoshiki was still so pissed, he may as well have just ripped the doorhandle off with how roughly he shoved the door open. Here hide was thinking he could finally sit down, and maybe calm a bit, but like hell was that going to happen. Sitting was a luxury for people who weren't with men who had a high labido. Unless you were sitting on something stiff, hard, firm, and shoved up your ass.

The second the door closed, hide was slammed against it. The wood making a hard painful smacking sound release into the air with the pink haired man's small gasp. Yoshiki's long pianist's fingers slipped into his hair, pulling on the sandy damp tendrils. He pulled hard enough to force the older man to tilt his head all the way back, leaving his neck displayed like some wicked feast. The instant position of submission made hide whimper, unsure if he wanted to shove away, or moan in pleasure.


"Y-Yo-chan?", Hide was protesting because he felt like he should, not really because he WANTED to. The sudden violence in his partner made him ache in all the right places. It had been an easy decision to get turned on. No one made him feel as desired as Yoshiki. Like somone couldn't live a single moment without touching him, thinking of him, taking him. It was heady and raw.

"Shut up", Yoshiki's voice was a velvet caress against the pinned man's Throat. Warm hot air washed over that pale golden neck, and hide felt his body tightening up, tense with wanting. "You're mine, Hideto. She can't take you from me"

hide let out another tiny whimper of need as he head was jerked slightly to the side, still tilted backwards, and his fingers found themselves grabbing onto Yoshiki's forearms. Like hell would he even want to be anywhere but here, Megan had never made him this turned on. His body was on fire, reaching out in tiny flames to pull the pianist closer. He needed more, but somehow, hide managed to find his voice. It sounded like it was coming from somewhere else, as if he had no control of his body and simply worked like a puppet on strings.

"Y-Yes"

"Good, I wanted you to know it"

A startled scream of pain pierced the air when hide suddenly felt teeth sink into his neck. Fuck, maybe it WAS a vampire movie, Yoshiki seemed to bite enough times to qualify... even if he bit just as much..., but instead of screaming in horror and running away like any sane person would do, he found himself arching his back, desperate to feel his lover's body pressed against his.

Yoshiki hadn't really bitten as hard as it felt. It'd only drawn a little blood, but the coppery taste of sweet red liquid made his own blood burn. He wasn't into these kinds of things exactly, but hide was his, every single piece of him. Even the blood running through his veins, and that fucking cunt wasn't going to take it from him. He'd rather kill the beautiful sobbing body in his arms then ever let her touch him this way again. Bite as deep as he possibly could and rip hide apart... but at the same time, he longed to just hold him close, whispering soft words into the vibrant man's ear. Right now, he was more inclined to the ripping.

hide probably couldn't even remember Megan's name right now. His hands had started clawing anything they could get ahold of, Yoshiki's back, arms, his, thighs, he just tore into them, begging in gasping moans for more then just the pull and pain slicing up his neck. He was desperately fighting for anything, release, more teasing, just a tight hug, it didn't matter, he just needed more.

The blond smirked, finally giving in and pressing his body hard against hide's. A muscular thigh rubbing against the writhing man's groin. That smirk may have gotten just a little worse when hide let out a high pitched keening moan, his body twisting like a snake, unsure of whether to get closer or pull away from the torment. hide wanted it, badly, but it almost hurt it was so delicious.

"No one will ever touch you again, but me. You fucking belong to me, hide", Yoshiki's voice had changed from blazingly angry to hot and slow, he was just fucking with hide now, loving the way his body pushed harder against his just at the words.

"Yes, but please!!! I need-", hide's sentence was caught off by a deep moan when his lover pulled his head back even more. It was to the point where the skin felt as if it were being pulled beyond his limit, but the stinging pain was barely noticable when the blond's mouth was devouring his neck.

Yoshiki's tongue was damp and warm, tasting every bit of saltwater and sweat on the slender throat. It dipped into the hollow at hide's collarbone, the tip tracing the curve of an overdefined jaw. He generally just tasted everything. hide was perfect, a pure untainted taste to him. When the blond moaned softly at just pleasing the other, it wasn't faked like most would assume. Just the scent of hide made his cock twitch in arousal.

Yoshiki tormented him, hips pushing against hide's aching need while white ivory teeth raked against the rapidly beating pulse of his neck. Long nails digging into his scalp. In typical fashion, Yoshiki wasn't gentle, his tongue and teeth lapping and drawing at the wound he'd just made. It hurt like a fucking bitch, but the pain intermingled with erotic need.

hide's back arched, his hands finally just resting in his love's hair. He fucking wanted, and Yoshiki wasn't giving it to him, so there really was only one option, of course. He pulled on Yoshiki's hair, dragging the other male up. Startled, Yoshiki's grip lessened, letting the other man lower his head enough to kiss that still open mouth.

They tangled tongues, pushing and fighting against each other to take what they wanted, the slick wet muscles wrapping and pulling at each other, shoving as far down into the other person's throat as they possibly could, fucking each others mouths. It wasn't until hide pulled away, gasping desperately for air that they stopped the mad kiss. Yoshiki was pleased, breathing just as raggedly, but with a heavy lidded gaze, and a small smile.

"Tell me how much you're mine... Scream it to me", Yoshiki's fingertips glided over hide's stupid shirt. It was just in the way, and probably wasn't even comfortable with that drying beach water stiffness. Yoshiki's hips thrust in a tiny motion at the same time his hands slipped under the annoying fabric, his splayed hands running up hide's body as he lifted the shirt off. The effect it had on hide just drove him on. The soft mewling sounds making him want to wrench more from that bleeding throat.

hide let go of the pianist's hair, his arms raising up to let Yoshiki push the offending shirt away. The temperature controlled mansion made him goosebump when it came in contact with his hot skin. A nipple instantly hardened, and Yoshiki couldn't resist raking his nail over it a tad too roughly as he finally got rid of the shirt, tossing the damn thing who knows where. hide just respinded exactly how he wanted by squeezing his eyes closed, and snapping his head back for a quick moment hitting the door with a soft thud.

"I said, tell me... My name is all over you. That's means you belong to me", Yoshiki's voice was surprisingly soft, even while he said such possesive things. Fingers traced the scabs over the letter 'O' gently. The blonds face suddenly changed, his nail raking down and ripping open the almost healed wound. "They wont fade. I wont let them".

hide's palms slammed into the door at the clawing, his breath wooshing out in an attempt to not scream. Why the fuck was Yoshiki talking?? He wanted to get fucked into the wall. Break the door, scream his head off while the blond bruised his body in passion, but the dark tormented look on Yoshiki's face made him stop. He watched him as those glinting gold strands lowered with painful slowness, tickling his chest before that tongue the other used so well lapped at the bleeding wound. This whole blood thing was fucking hot, but Yoshiki's sad desperate eyes changed his plans a little.

When Yoshiki dropped to his knees, he was planning on finishing what they started. His fingers caught in the waistband of hide's swim trunks, but they never got the chance to pull them down. hide's hands suddenly gripped his shoulder, digging into past bite wounds, and shoved, knocking the lean muscular blond off balance. Yoshiki was still in shock when his back hit the white marble floors, but he only had eyes for hide. This had not been HIS plans anyway, but the words of protest caught in Yoshiki's chest.

The pink haired man had an animalistic look on his face, like he was going to swallow Yoshiki whole. Like a cat, he slid to his knees, crawling over Yoshiki's sprawled out form. Hands slid up muscular thighs, squeezing just before the blonds hips. hide was delighting in it. Yoshiki moaning underneath him, his body splayed out almost nude, with those damp thick strands of light hair falling around his face. Better than any porno he'd ever watched.

"Yeah, I'm yours, but you're mine", hide practically purred, his hands lifting more. He traced fingernail marks he'd made on that beautifully tan body. Traced over bruises he'd sucked into existance with his very own lips. Passed the calloused pads of his fingers over marks he'd bitten into the flesh, delighting in Yoshiki's hot essence. All marks that covered Yoshiki as clearly as the name he'd carved into his once unwilling chest "You're fucking mine".

He copied Yoshiki's earlier move, running his tongue over the damn near healed scars of his name. Yoshiki moaned, his arms wrapping around hide's neck. The rough scabbed skin felt odd on his tongue, but he felt Yoshiki's chest twitch when he swirled his tongue on the curve of a 'D' "Yes! I'm yours!"

"Then scream for me"

hide's slid the tip of his tongue lower, dipping it into his lover's navel. With one last smile, he dragged the speedo down with his teeth, making sure to let the pink tips of his hair brush over Yoshiki's slowly revieled erection. It must have been appreciated, because he heard the pianist's pained gasp. After the speedo got to his thighs, hide got impatient and just shoved it the rest of the way off. There were better things to play with after all.

Yoshiki was writhing, he'd managed to lift his hips enough to let hide get his swim wear off, but he couldn't seem to sit still. It was a struggle not to just grab hide and take him in plenty of wicked pleasurable ways. He'd just never expected hide to... want to own him. To want to be owned. To hear it from that nasal voice was enough to make his cock harden almost instantly. Screaming for him wouldn't be a problem.

The sudden banging made both men jump out of their skin. The door hide had been so deliciously pinned against only moments ago was being kicked or something, because it fucking rattled and shook. It took a second for what was happening to sink in until they heard the shrill American voice.

"I'M SAVING HIM FROM YOU!!!! YOU'RE A FUCKING PSYCHO!!! YOU BLOND FREAK, LET HIDE GO!!!"

Yoshiki was in a blankly confused lust haze, and hide was staring at the door with a dropped jaw. The pink musician was the first to talk. Life was just cruel and unfair.

"That fucking bitch!!!!! This is two tiiiiimes... in one daaaay!!!!"

He was actually whining about it, making small silly sounds while Yoshiki regained his equilibrium. Finally the blond pushed himself up, making hide whine even more as he was forced to get off that bare lean body. Yoshiki wasn't even concerned with his nudity, running a hand through his hair while he just walked across the house, leaving hide to admire his sculpted ass, and proudly displayed length... hide licked his lips.

"I'm not dealing with this nonsense. It's been a long day", Yoshiki seemed more annoyed than mad as he picked up the phone, and dialed the cops, forcefully ignoring the ranting freak girl banging on his door.

"Hello... This is Hayashi Yoshiki... Yes, the pianist".

hide was pouting in his position on the floor. Yoshiki should have paid more attention to the wicked smile that suddenly spread across the smaller man's face. Yoshiki didn't make a big deal of it when hide stood up, walking towards him. He didn't do anything but smile and keep listening to the officer's droning voice over the phone while hide lightly kissed his neck.

He just felt calmed down and soft when hide's mouth pressed tiny kisses to every mark Megan had made with her bitch fit, as if covering it with his mouth could wash her away. It was comforting, and made it easy to not just blow up in a rage, go out there, and stab her in the face.

Yoshiki didn't even notice the hands ghosting over his hips, he was so contented with those small kisses, but he certainly noticed when he felt a hand fist over his cock. Yoshiki gasped, unable to hold it back while hide chuckled into his ear.

"Hayashi-san, did something happen?"

"N-No, I'm sorry I... stubbed my toe"

"Ah, you're fine?"

"Of course"

hide just grinned wider, dropping silently to his knees. Yoshiki was adorable, all wide eyed staring at him, but unable to say no. hide made a grand show of licking his lips before lightly passing his tongue over the tip of Yoshiki's length as if it were some candy to delight in. The blond just reached behind him, his fingers digging into a table while he tried to stop his knees from collapsing. The instant heat of desire had burned a searing path from that tiny lick to his balls, and up into his belly.

"Yes.. My lovers ex is a woman... s-.. Mn, sorry, just hurts a little still. Purple hair, 5 foot something, purple hair? S-she's an american. Megan.....", Yoshiki trailed off.

hide hadn't stopped while Yoshiki spoke. He hadn't done this since the first time they'd been together, but Yoshiki had 'taught' him plenty to have some fun with this. The wet muscle of his tongue followed along the throbbing vein on the underside, fingers tickling Yoshiki's balls while he explored the little curve right after the head of the heavy manhood.

"Unwen", hide said the last name in a whisper, his tongue sticking out in an expression of distaste before he grinned and engulfed the head of Yoshiki's cock with his mouth. The instant wet sticky heat made Yoshiki's entire body shake and tense. He struggled to stay upright, damn near sitting on the table now.

"M-Megan Unwen"

Yoshiki's hips pushed forward, but hide didn't let him get what he wanted, pulling his head back to stay exactly where he planned to. His tongue quickly ran back and forth over the slit, tasting the slightly bitter but erotic pre-cum for the first time. He barely even remembered the taste from... well... back then. His fingers squeezed the ball sack one more time before they drifted to Yoshiki's hips, keeping him as still as he possibly could by digging his fingers into the warmed flesh. Yoshiki couldn't crawl over the table and avoid him now, not that he thought the pretty blond really wanted to.

"Yes, she's given us past problems"

Yoshiki bit his lip hard, one hand holding the phone while the other released its grip from the table to push hide's hair out of the way, the tickling strands on him were driving him nuts. He kept his fingers burried in the silky thick waves. He carressed his head, petting hide while he fucked his own mouth with Yoshiki's cock. hide's eyes were closed, his face holding a look of rapture while he sucked hard on the very tip before sliding a tiny bit more into his mouth. When the man on his knees looked up at him, those eyes opening slightly in a haze, he almost trembled with the need to release.

"The door is thick, but she's scaring my lover"

Yeah sure, hide looked plenty scared when he softly moaned, sending the waves reverberating around Yoshiki's cock just as he slipped it in further, his head bobbing along the first half in a slow languid tease, tongue slithering all around the buldging manhood. When he purposefully raked the teeth down the length, taking it as deep as he could without gagging, Yoshiki hissed.

"I'm sorry, can you please excuse me? His brother is calling, he has a slight illness and I don't want him overworried... Yes, thank you"

Yoshiki hit the mute button. The second the phone wasn't an issue, he let out a long desperate scream. He'd just dropped the phone onto the couch, fisting both hands in bright pink hair. It didn't help that hide kept moaning around his flesh. The fire in his veins was overwhelming, making it impossible to even think straight.

"F-Fuck yes, take me deeper! F-Fuuu- AHH!!!", Yoshiki arched, holding hide's head still as he thrusted into that hot wet cavern of his lover's mouth. hide still wasn't amazingly great at this, but he managed not to gag, relaxing his throat enough to make this a lot more pleasurable than painful. He was almost ready to cum on just sucking Yoshiki off, so when he felt the blonde's body start to tighten up and lose control, he pushed his hand into his trunks, jerking himself off almost violently.

When Yoshiki saw that, he closed his eyes and let out a low growl. He came pretty soon, watching hide's face as he tried to swallow all the thick white essence, but failed, his mouth releasing the rapidly softening organ as white fluid dripped from his lips, falling in splatters on the floor... Good thing Yoshiki wasn't a huge fan of carpet. hide only had to tug on himself a few more times before he moaned, his own seed filling his shorts. It was sort of sticky and gross, but felt wonderful at the moment.

Yoshiki had watched hide swallowing what was left in his mouth and finishing himself off. He'd sort of regained his breathing, although it was labored and almost aching. He'd probably kept the cop holding too long, but he grabbed hide's wrist, and pulled him to his feet. Even after the most amazing phone conversation he could possibly remember, he needed to feel hide's body close.

"Mmmm, you're evil", Yoshiki whispered softly, licking a small trail of his own cum that slid from hide's lip to his chin. hide just smirked, licking sticky fluid from his fingers.

"I was just returning the favor Yo-chan. I love you", hide's smirk dropped and turned into a happy but slightly sheepish smile. Even if his ex screaming like a banshee at the door was an odd way to have se-... well on second thought, maybe it was a turn on. She was a prude, and didn't compare to Yoshiki's grace, and hot eroticism.

"I love you too", Yoshiki smiled back, kissing hide's lips quickly before he picked up the phone again.

"I'm sorry for making you wait"

hide just grinned at Yoshiki's sudden cool and turned to leave. He ended up smiling even wider when the blond reached out for hide's hand, pulling him back for a longer kiss while the police officer just kept talking, unaware.

hide practically had to pull himself away, walking with a skip to go quickly rinse off and find some clothes before the cops showed up.

That whole Megan screaming soundtrack in the background was just ignored.

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Yoshiki was frowning as he shut the door on the police officers. They said they'd only be able to detain her for the weekend while he filled out a restraining order, but he supposed it was better than nothing. The annoying brat had gotten hauled off still kicking and screaming which had amused him to no end.

"Mmmm, hey, Yo-chan?",hide spoke a bit softly, tugging on Yoshiki's shirt.

Yoshiki blinked from his thoughts and looked at hide, He moved naturally, Yoshiki's arms wrapping around the slightly smaller body, and lips nuzzling hide's pink hair affectionately. "Yes my love?"

"...Can we get some Sushi?"

Yoshiki just smiled, kissing hide's cheek.

"Of course"


To Be Continued...

Alright, I hope that went okay @-@
It was a weird place to start writing a story, so it's mostly smut, but hey, why complain over hot man on man sex right? Feel free to send me whatever kind of review you want. I'm trying my best to uphold the honor of such a great story and want it to go well. New chapter will be up once I get 2 reviews, like with all my stories, I don't update until I have 2...... or really really want to write more >->... and me responding to review via review doesn't count XD