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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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Disclaimer: Again, Suikoden doesn�t belong to me. If it did, I would have Yuber and Albert all over each other in Suikoden III. But I don�t, and I�m left to my daydreams and other fantasies. Poor me. -_-;;
Another lemon! And the appearance of a character that probably should have appeared much earlier in the story� Well, no, never mind; there was just a bunch of Yuber/Albert confusion in the first few chapters, so there was no room for additional characters. But now the sex-fest may begin, and so can the rest of the story!
Warning: Graphic male/male rape, everyone. In addition, there will be other types of violence, cursing, and maybe-OOC Yuber. Be ready, because I don�t think I�ll be taking back anything that�s written here. (And watch me take that back later, because I�m just indecisive like that. *sweatdrops*)

Started: October 14, 2003

Finished: October 30, 2003

Revised: January 10, 2004
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�Everything Held Within�

Within Aggression
The day following went by faster than Albert expected it to. He finally managed to find a reliable contact that gave him all the information he needed about the Six Renowned Knights and the patrol paths around the Grasslands. Wearily, he made his way back to the inn that he was staying at, ready to set aside his duties and retire for the evening. He rubbed at his temples wearily as he passed by others in the small building, climbing the stairs and fumbling for his keys for a few moments before managing to open the door to his room.
The last thing he expected to find in his room was Yuber, frowning at him crossly.
�What do you want?� he inquired tiredly, shutting the door behind him and dropping his keys back in his pocket.
�You know what I want, Silverberg,� the blonde responded with a frown, pushing himself off the wall he had been leaning against. He strode towards Albert, crossing the room in six long steps and looking down at him.
Albert frowned defiantly, staring at those demonic eyes without any intention of backing down. He was surprised when the blonde took hold of his shoulders and shoved the redhead to the floor, a grunt escaping him as he fell hard on one side. The redhead had no chance to collect himself, as his attacker grabbed him by the waist and threw him hard against the wall. A strangled curse erupted from the strategist as his head connected with the wall, and he slumped down like a broken doll.
Yuber stalked across the room and hefted the smaller man up, shoving him against the desk and scattering papers to the floor. Albert struggled against the blonde, once again feeling powerless against the inhuman being. He strained for breath as his face was pushed down to the wood, last night�s events still fresh in his mind.
Please tell me he�s joking�
His wrists were roughly pinned against his back with one hand, and the strategist could feel the demon�s other hand twisting around his white coat. The coat was pushed out of the way, revealing the black pants and shirt that protected the slim body. Albert squirmed in disbelief as the invading hand pulled out the tucked-in shirt, traveling around the narrow hips to work off the buttons that held together the waistband. That one hand dragged down his pants with far too little difficulty, exposing milk-white thighs and a pert rear that wriggled with every struggle.
�Yuber, no�!� Albert gasped as the end of his coat was used to wrap his wrists, and he shook his head as his legs were parted with disturbing ease. He�s not joking. Oh god�
There was rustling from behind that Albert could only discern as Yuber unbuttoning the front of his pants, and he shuddered in growing fear as he felt cold hands part his buttocks. He tried sliding away, but his hips were anchored to the desk by the weight applied from behind. �Yuber� Yuber, get the hell off!�
A thin frown stood out on the blonde�s face as stared down at the outraged and frightened redhead, and he concentrated on sliding his thumbs further to spread the small, tight hole further. �Get used to this, Silverberg. As long as this hex is binding us, I�ll be fucking you.�
Albert shut his eyes in denial, unable to believe that he was being forced into this position again. Yuber and Pesmerga both took advantage of him at every opportunity, with only the intention of hurting him in some way. Can�t get away� He�s just like Pesmerga� He won�t kill me, he�ll--
All coherent thoughts flew out of his head as he was abruptly invaded from behind, and every muscle in his body tensed terribly in response. He screamed and arched, eyes wide in shock as Yuber thrust into him without any intention of being gentle. His anal muscles flexed and squeezed against the sudden invasion, and he tried once again to escape the demon�s grip. He nearly cried out in hopelessness once Yuber withdrew and shoved back into him.
�Yu-- Yuber!� gasped the young man, choking on each breath and going into wild spasms with each cruel thrust. Yuber�s eyes narrowed at the human�s squirming, watching the strategist raise his head and strain under his grip. He pinned the pliable body with little trouble, his demonic strength giving him an undisputed advantage over the redhead.
He�s just another piece of ass. Just another mortal that will die before the century ends. Only he can�t die until I find a way to get this accursed hex off him. He drove deep into the lithe body below him, trying to work a smirk onto his lips as the smell of blood reached his nostrils. The smirk would not come. Silverberg blood� Why isn�t this appealing? I have seen many Silverbergs and never before-- He shook his head at such thoughts, growling angrily as he pushed into the pale and shuddering Silverberg again. Where is the satisfaction? The pleasure?! I should relish his screams, the tension in his body!
�What the hell is so different about you?� he wondered aloud, pressing down on the young man and gripping the bound wrists through the coat. The pained sound from Albert caused Yuber�s eyes to twitch slightly, and he was tempted to take hold of the thick head of red hair and yank it back to stare at his victim.
His wishes were quickly squelched, however, as a familiar energy began to materialize from behind him. Snarling at the interruption, Yuber pulled out of Albert sharply and fixed his pants. Even as he thought to drain the strategist of whatever energy he could, the demon could feel eyes against his back. He glanced over his shoulder, glaring at the masked bishop and cursing the ill timing.
�What is the meaning of this?� Luc demanded, raising one hand to remove the bronze mask he wore in public. Shocked green eyes were revealed as the mask fell away, and he gazed at the positioning of the two men in something akin to horror. He had teleported in to speak to his strategist, not at all expecting to come upon a such a coarse sexual encounter.
Yuber continued to glare as he adjusted his hat, concentrating on teleporting away from the scene. He disappeared in a spiral of rings, leaving Albert to slide from his position and land in a heap on the floor. Luc let out a curse as he strode across the room, kneeling next to the taller man and freeing his hands with grim determination. He averted his gaze to allow the young man to straighten himself and salvage his shattered dignity.
�� Are you all right, Silverberg?�
It was a surprising question, and Albert found himself hesitant to answer his superior. He gingerly sat up, wincing at the pain that shot through his back and rear at the movement. His chest hurt as well, but he assumed that it was from being forced flat against the wooden desk as he had been. Breathing deeply, the tactician leaned against the desk and did his best to focus on the frowning face. �I�ll be fine, Master Luc� Just a little � tired�� He raped me. I�m not all right. He raped me twice� Thrice?
The frown did not give way for any type of relief. �What in the world was that?� he inquired.
�It�s not of your concern, Master Luc,� Albert managed, raising a trembling hand and running it through his sweaty locks. Was that other time rape? Is it rape if you give your consent�?
�I think it�s my concern if my strategist is left injured before he serves his purpose,� Luc retorted harshly, eyes intensely locked on the other pair of green eyes. �How long has this been � going on?�
Albert shook his head adamantly, trying to rein in his emotions and control the fine tremor that ran through his entire body. His hand trailed back to his chest as throbbing pain persisted. �Please, Master Luc� The interactions between myself and Yuber are � personal.�
�I refuse to believe that was consensual,� the True Rune bearer snapped.
It wasn�t. �� Not everything you see can be taken at face value, Master Luc,� he stated after a moment. �What did you want to see me for, sir?�
Luc was more than annoyed by the change in topic, but he restrained from voicing his irritation. If the boy wanted to act as the demon�s personal toy, who was he to argue? In the end, it�s his life to waste. �Did you finish your work here in the city?�
Albert nodded in confirmation, letting out a ragged sigh. �I can tell you the specifics now if you wish��
It was Luc�s turn to shake his head as he stood up. �You can tell me in the evening. Get some rest, Silverberg; we will be going to Harmonia next. I expect you to become a close confidant of those damnable bishops so that we can begin this plan.�
�� Yes, sir.�
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He normally did not bother with fighting monsters; they were rarely worth his time, as they were so much weaker and lacked any intelligence necessary to react in any other way other than instinct. But he slaughtered without discretion or care now, demonic eyes flaring as his twin swords moved in an enraged flurry. He snarled as he finished off another pair of Grand Holly beasts, desperately wanting to spill human blood but feeling a certain amount of restraint within.
I want to kill. I have to kill. Kill, kill, kill!!
The next to fall victim to his fury was a wild boar, and he gripped his bloody swords tightly as he threw the carcass against a tree. He glared at nothing and everything, unable to focus on the object that induced his present state in fear that he would think far too deeply about him.
Cannot kill him. Cannot. Have to. Making me confused. Can�t. Must.
He threw his swords, watching one embed itself in a tree and the other clatter noisily against a nearby rock. Clutching his hat to his head, Yuber paced in the blood-filled clearing and seethed to himself.
Albert Silverberg. That damned hunter must be laughing at me since I can�t kill the boy. �Must think he�s a genius, forcing me to not kill my contractor.
� Would I have killed him anyway?
The demon growled and gritted his teeth together, running at the tree with his sword in it and thrusting one palm against the sword hilt. He glowered as the sword slid through the tree, changing his grip and pulling the sword out.
His body was deliciously tight. His kisses were better than any I�ve had in the past. He has intelligence and hidden goals behind that submissive fa�ade� Touching and making him beg was as thrilling as slaughtering. I didn�t enjoy making him bleed. I didn�t want him like that� Why do I care?!
Why? Why!? What the hell is happening to me!?
He vowed that he would remove Pesmerga�s hex if it were the last thing he would do, if only to kill Silverberg and make the confusion go away.
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I�m sorry for the short chapter� But you have no idea how long it took me just to write that short rape scene. I�m pathetic at writing sex. -_-;; Next chapter, another encounter between Yuber and Albert becomes dangerous for � Yuber?
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