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Everything Held Within	By : Athena Category: +S through Z > Suikoden Views: 2413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Suikoden, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Warnings: If you didn�t already catch the fact that this is a yaoi story, then I�ll say it again -- this story revolves around a non-canon, yaoi couple. Please don�t read if you�re not interested in this stuff, and please do not review if all you plan to do is flame. It�ll save us all some time in our lives.

Disclaimer: Just stating again that Suikoden III and its characters don't belong to me. Now please don't sue me.
Another warning: This chapter includes a plot twist that has no basis on canon. Of course, this is fanfiction; make of it what you will. ^_^

Started: April 28, 2003

Finished: June 25, 2003

Revised: January 10, 2004
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�Everything Held Within�

Within Perfidy
There was nothing worse than experiencing d�j� vu. Especially when the outcome was less than pleasant the first time around. It held a certain amount of foreboding in the second instance.
Vinay del Zexay never seemed to be short of beautiful afternoons, and Albert found himself sitting indoors once more. Two days had passed since his unintentional �fling� with Yuber, and the flashbacks following the encounter had been simply horrendous. He had tried to push away the thoughts, but sitting in the pub that still haunted him did not help him in any way. Although he had sat in the tavern for a little over two hours, he continued to nurse the same glass of wine in an attempt to calm his nerves. He trusted Yuber�s word that the woman who had drugged him earlier was dead; rumors floated around easily in the pub and he nonchalantly asked for information on the subject before he sat down. However, his body was still tense with the reminders filling the room and rejected the idea of ordering another drink.
That demon probably wouldn�t mind if I asked him to dispatch my contact if he doesn�t show up, Albert thought, sighing to himself as he watched a couple of men stand to leave the tavern. He had actually been in the bar earlier than the rowdy trio, and it was another eerie coincidence that did not help his nerves.
As the three men exited, another figure stepped into the pub. Albert found his eyes drawn to the new arrival, his attention initially riveted by the amount of black the man wore -- slacks, jacket, cloak, and visor, all darker than a moonless night. However, he frowned deeply when he recognized the pale chin and long, blond locks; the coincidences were adding up to a headache that he did not want to deal with. The tall blonde strode towards him, black cloak billowing and enhancing the allure of his unbound hair. As the dark-clad shadow drew near, Albert shivered at the chill left in the man�s wake.
�How long have you been waiting, Silverberg?� the shadow knight inquired, sliding easily into the seat across from the redhead.
�I hardly see how that is any of your business,� Albert muttered, frowning into his steeple-bent fingers.
An amused smirk claimed the half-obscured face. �Someone�s bitter today,� he taunted in a whisper only Albert could hear.
�You would be too if you had to wait for a contact that should have shown up over two hours ago,� the strategist spat, unwilling to share the fact that his normal calm was stolen away with his sense of d�j� vu.
A fluid shrug was all the response the blonde gave to that topic. �Do you object to leaving this place?�
�We might as well go; I�m sick of this place as it is,� admitted the young man. He cast a wary glance at the remainder of liquid in his glass, deciding to not risk a repeat of two days ago and complete his nauseating d�j� vu; tempting fate was currently not high on his list of priorities.
They left in silence -- a literal silence, if Albert had ever heard of one. His companion�s footsteps were soundless as they trekked through the bustling city, steady and sure with unknown amounts of experience. Glad to be away from the oppressive pub, Albert did not take note of their destination until his shoes kicked up large amounts of dust. He stopped and turned to glare at his companion, tensing when he realized that the shadow had disappeared.
�What are you doing, Yuber?� he called, frowning in confusion as he looked for the blond demon.
Cold hands grasped his neck and muffled his mouth from behind, and he immediately reached both hands to free himself. However, the hands were like unforgiving iron and would not release him. �Blind to my illusion, Silverberg,� chuckled that voice that was familiar, and yet, horribly alien. �You�ve aligned yourself with Yuber now? I suppose he�s working for that bastard apprentice of Leknaat�s, hmm?�
Albert struggled and tried to move away from the taller man, his only reward being the tightening of both hands. Smirking lips brushed his left earlobe mockingly. �There are so many ways to snap a human�s neck, Silverberg. It may be in your best interest to cooperate.� There was a silence as the stranger seemed to contemplate something, and Albert found himself shoved hard into a tree and turned to face his assailant. �But you have nothing to gain from me, do you? All you Silverbergs work the same way; I�ve seen enough of your family to know your priorities��
The young strategist stared warily at the visor-wearing shadow, his breath coming harshly from parted lips; the blonde had released his mouth in the process of moving him. �What the hell are you�?�
That disturbing smile that mirrored Yuber�s broadened at the question. �You should ask your dear companion sometime� Of course, he�ll probably kill you for your curiosity, but I�ll leave that to your own discretion; you Silverbergs seem to know when to take risks��
Still gathering his wits, Albert tried his best to glare at the shadow knight. �What do you want with me?�
�I followed rumors here on a hunch and ended up with the closest lead to that demon� I think it would be best to use you to get at him.�
Green eyes narrowed as the blonde chuckled darkly. �I mean nothing to Yuber.�
�For your sake, I hope you�re wrong.� There was something demonic behind that smirk. �Hmm� I have always wondered how arrogant blood tastes��
Albert�s face flooded with horror as the knight abruptly swooped down, capturing his lips with a brutal kiss. He struggled as his arms were pinned above his head, and he let out a grunt of disgust as the shadow�s teeth pierced his lower lip.
Damn it all� Why?!
This is all your fault, Yuber�
A gloved hand reached behind the strategist�s head and pushed the unwilling lips forward. Albert screwed his eyes shut as it became hard to breathe.
Air� I need air!
He kicked at the tall demon, eyes opening and widening when his leg was easily caught between the man�s thighs. Strung in such an awkward position, the younger man could only squirm with his remaining strength.
Can�t� I can�t�
No�
His body went slack as he was deprived of oxygen, and his eyes drifted shut with unconsciousness. Yuber�s doppelganger smirked mirthlessly as he released Albert and allowed him to fall, brushing back long strands of blond hair as he removed his visor.
Demonic eyes wandered over the lithe body, finding their target with little trouble. Kneeling next to the lax redhead, the shadow knight undid the belt and buttons that held together Albert�s coat and pants. Pulling down the dusty slacks with little ceremony, the blonde flipped the young man onto his back. A devious glint entered his gaze as he adjusted his positioning for his deed.
�A little present for you, Yuber� I�m sure you�ll have a few things to say, but it�s the thought that counts.�
Chuckling at his own joke, he lowered one ungloved hand and caressed his victim�s white thigh.
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Yuber teleported himself into Albert�s room with an annoyed frown pinching his features, taking in the luminescence of early evening silently. The True Wind child had ordered him to check on the strategist, as he had not reported back since his brief encounter with Sarah yesterday. Although he had been tempted to simply ignore Luc�s orders and lie upon returning, the demon�s better judgment won over his personal whims.
He stared through the darkness, aware of another presence in the room but unable to pinpoint it. That in itself was peculiar, as no mere mortal should have been able to hide from his True Rune�s spiritual eye. Tipping his hat up slightly to look around, the dark-clad shadow knight caught a bright glint against the moonlight.
His sword clashed sharply with a knife nearly two hands long, and he shoved his assailant away by throwing his weight into his left arm and shoulder. He prepared for a quick counterattack, and was rewarded within a heartbeat�s passing as the blade struck his again.
However, he was completely caught off-guard by the half-crazed laughter that came from his opponent.
That voice�
�Silverberg?!�
Summoning forth his Thunder Rune�s power, Yuber threw a bright light over the entire room. His spell revealed his attacker, and his blue eye twitched from behind his bangs. What the--?
The red-haired strategist was a mess; his normally-immaculate clothes were covered with dirt, as was his hair. Dark green eyes were wide and sightless, moving erratically despite the body�s obvious inclination. That shocking giggle escaped the young man�s lips again as he hurled himself at the demon without concern for his own survival.
Yuber snarled as he caught Albert�s wrist with his free hand, twisting the strategist�s arm behind his back and applying pressure until the mortal dropped the blade. �What is your problem, Silverberg?� he demanded, frowning dangerously when he caught that disturbed gaze. He spun the shorter man to glare at him, his hat falling in the process.
Albert�s head lolled against his right shoulder as he spoke. �I�ve never stopped searching, Yuber.�
His frown deepened at the cryptic statement. �What?�
�Fifteen years of searching, Yuber. They say that to find someone, you must become him.� That unsettling, hysterical giggle breached Albert�s speech, and Yuber shook him roughly to get him talking again. �And now I�ve found you. And now you can know the pain that has searched for centuries for its creator.� Those possessed eyes glowed in the magical light. �It�s amusing, you know� I�d never known the joy of human torment until I took up your guise. He is a comrade of yours, is he not? Will you let him die for your own follies?�
He bared his teeth and narrowed his mismatched eyes darkly as the young man in his grip began to spasm uncontrollably. That bastard hasn�t given up? How many wars will he follow me through? �Pesmerga��
�Yuber� Yuber�!�
He snapped back into reality at the familiar voice, staring down into fevered eyes as Albert tried to make sense of his surroundings. �What did he do to you, Silverberg?� he inquired harshly, feeling the man�s tremors die down to a fine shivering.
Albert sank to his knees as Yuber loosened his grip, the black knight following the strategist down with that unnerving seriousness in his eyes. He breathed raggedly, feeling as if he has just awoken from a dream. �W-- what did he--?� he tried to repeat, bangs askew and falling into his face.
Yuber slapped the strategist without warning, those terrible eyes glinting gravely. �I didn�t ask you to repeat. What did he do to you?�
Trying to grasp his surroundings -- he had been in the forest, hadn�t he? -- left the younger man blinking in confusion. �I � don�t know,� he managed at last.
A growl erupted from the demon and he kicked the redhead away, crossing his arms and glaring towards the window as Albert hit the far wall. �You seem to be in one piece, but I don�t trust that bastard to not leave me a nasty surprise� Maybe an energy-stealing crest? A sadistic incubus sealed inside that weak shell? That�d be absolutely delightful!� Sarcasm dripped off his tongue like a potent venom.
The Silverberg boy winced as he was picked up by the front of his shirt, opening his eyes enough to see Yuber�s sword come back into existence. �Your friend had more tact than you,� he commented dryly, slowly regaining his nerve.
�Oh, he is no friend of mine,� Yuber drawled, running the flat of his blade along the human�s neck. A chuckle passed his lips as he glanced at that pallid face. �In fact, he probably fancies himself as my hunter. Preposterous, no?�
Albert gave the blonde a disturbed look, eyeing the blade as it stopped short of his navel. �What � are you doing?� he ventured, not liking his position at all.
Yuber smirked and flipped the sword back into its nether-dimension, settling Albert back on his feet. �Incubi and succubi get edgy around my swords, little earth star.�
He glowered at the name, recalling it from their first sexual encounter. �Don�t call me that.�
That smirk transformed into a toothy grin. �Why not? Chikai, the Chief Star of Earth. That�s where I see you, Silverberg. That�s where I saw your grandfather during that deliciously-destructive Toran war, too� Maybe I should call you my fallen star, instead?� Yuber ignored Albert�s glare and moved his hands to the strategist�s coat. His brow shot up when the redhead�s hands wrapped around his wrists.
�What do you think you�re doing?� Despite the cold anger in the boy�s voice, Yuber could tell he was frightened; his fingers trembled around his wrists as he pulled the dusty coat to Albert�s elbows.
�I don�t doubt that my �friend� has booby-trapped you in some way,� he explained wryly, shaking off Albert�s coat when the redhead�s grip went lax. �I just have to check.�
�I � don�t want a repeat of what happened before,� Albert murmured, hesitantly unbuttoning his shirt as Yuber removed his scarf.
A sharp laugh came in reply. �You asked for it before, little star.�
Green eyes narrowed in a glare as Albert bared his chest and worked his arms through the sleeves. �Well?� he inquired sullenly, allowing the shirt to fall when Yuber took hold of one shoulder. Despite Yuber�s verbal taunting, the touch was surprisingly neutral, and the young man turned willingly.
�Nothing on your back, either. Your pants next, Silverberg.�
Albert cursed, throwing another glare over his shoulder as he reached for his belt. Yuber watched the human undress, not bothering to hide his interest; the memory of the strategist writhing underneath him in the dark was still clear in his mind. His demonic eyes transformed into slits as he caught sight of a dark crest high on the young man�s right thigh, and he knelt and took hold of the lithe strategist�s hips.
�W-- wha--?� Albert struggled against the intimate touch, trying to twist to look down at the shadow knight. He received a slap to the rear for his squirming, and he flushed red with embarrassment. �Yuber!�
�Stop whining, boy,� ordered the blonde, tracing around the strange emblem lightly. �� Well, he definitely left a little present attached to you.� Light brows knitted together in concentration. �He�s decided to mix several hexes.� His lips curved into a disdainful smile. �I never thought he�d been so � devious.�
�Not that I don�t value my life or anything, but why didn�t you just kill me immediately?� Albert asked, letting out a mental sigh of resignation. �Why risk a curse when you can destroy it before it activates?�
�Oh, this type of thing has happened before,� Yuber replied nonchalantly, still inspecting the crest. �A foolish demon I knew of once tried to kill a curse-carrier -- the curse activated immediately and she was eaten alive by an acidic mist. She put up such a wonderful struggle that I healed her enough to watch the spectacle twice.� He chuckled lowly and finally tapped at the crest. �Quite complicated. I�d applaud the bastard if I didn�t want to rip his throat out.�
�What does it do?�
�It�s supposed to drain my energy and transfer it elsewhere, but I can�t seem to figure out where it goes.�
�So it�s relatively harmless right now?�
�Oh, not at all. In fact, it seems to have already been triggered,� replied Yuber, just as casual before. He dropped his hands from Albert�s body and proceeded to stand.
Dark green eyes widened. �� What?�
Albert turned just in time to see Yuber�s twin swords appear once more, and he backed away in horror. �Yuber, what are you doing?� he whispered, the moonlight dowsing his naked form.
�Since the curse has already been activated and I have yet to feel the side effects, I don�t have any use for you anymore,� the blonde answered, lifting his right blade deftly. �So sorry, little star, but if you�re the medium that siphons my power to, say, Pesmerga, then I have no choice but to kill you. You do understand, don�t you?�
He swallowed hard, feeling betrayed and exposed before the taller demon. His back slammed into the wall and he gasped as Yuber�s blade was brought to his neck. Yuber�s other sword lay flat against his chest, the cold alloy making him aware of how hot his own body was. He felt the demon�s left blade leave his chest and move into an impaling position, and he shivered violently.
I can�t die now! I have so many more things to do with my life! his rebelling mind screamed hoarsely.
�Yuber��
It was the last word to pass his lips as pain shot through his body, and an agonized groan escaped him as the entire world faded to blackness.
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*evil laughter* Gods, I loved writing this chapter� It took a long time, but I really loved how it ended up. What�s next, you ask? Well, both Yuber and Albert are in for a nasty surprise come next chapter�
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