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The Best Laid Plans	By : Toxicstar Category: +S through Z > Samurai Warriors Views: 2935 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: � XD;;
Yes, that was a rather long wait, wasn�t it? Heheh� better late than never,
right? -_-;;

I do apologise, but my job is an all-consuming vortex of crap- if I could spend
my week writing, I would, trust me! Some of you need a little more faith,
though- thinking I�d abandon, after promising I wouldn�t! ^_^ And really, don�t assume it�s the last chapter everytime I post one, cos I�ll
give you due warning. ^^ I apologise if this chapter�s a little short, but I
was so keen to get something uploaded!

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, some of you are so kind, and it makes me
smile. Perhaps you should verbally bitch-slap me a
little, though, to make me write faster! XD

Lots of SakoMitsu in this one� well� it IS a SakoMitsu fic, after all! Never
forget that.

----//----

Mitsunari�s throat went
dry, nervous about the silence that followed his confession.

The way Sakon�s eyes
searched his own was anything but reassuring, and he shifted about on the older
man�s lap before sliding off completely in defeat.

The auburn-haired man was abruptly reminded of the time he had initiated their
first kiss �initiated everything-
and how Sakon had reacted much the same way as this.

Maybe, then, it was alright- the Yamato samurai tended
to think carefully before opening his mouth, avoiding words that could be
regrettable later. That had to be it.

It had to be.

�Sakon�?� Mitsunari spoke up quietly, growing more
apprehensive with every heartbeat. �Don�t be so quiet. It unnerves me��

Sakon�s serious frown
did not soften at first, but then slowly, finally,
he lifted a hand and ran it into Mitsunari�s soft
hair.

�You look worried. What have you got to be worried
about?� he said in a low, warm voice which was reflected in his dark eyes.

Mitsunari blinked, staring at his lover in disbelief.
�You said, �oh.� I told you I loved you, and you said �oh� of all things.�

Sakon chuckled, pushing the smaller man gently onto
his back and lying on top. �You took me by surprise. I was honestly certain
that I�d be the first to say it.�

Mitsunari narrowed his eyes, fighting to hide how
hopeful those words made him feel. �Stop dawdling. Get on with it.�

Sakon laughed even louder, smiling broadly when he was
finished. �I love you, Mitsu. And if you ever had
room for doubt, that�s my bad� I apologise.�

Mitsunari just smiled back, allowing himself to relax
at last. He tugged Sakon�s long hair until the man lowered
his head, then kissed him soundly. The way his loyal
warrior groaned sent reverberations through his body, and made him shudder,
suddenly instilling him with confidence and the desire to make him groan some
more.

Sakon drew in a sharp breath when the smaller man
beneath him arched up to rub their hips together wantonly. When a deft hand
found its way between his legs, he drew back from the kiss to stare at
Mitsunari lustfully. �You�re rarely so assertive� I think I like it.�

Mitsunari snorted, tilting his head to nip teasingly
at Sakon�s damp throat. �So, you think I�m a prude.�
�Not saying that,� Sakon protested quickly, growing
impossibly hard from the somewhat uncommon sensation of Mitsunari�s
slim hand closing around his arousal. �Normally I�m so overbearing that you
rarely get a chance, perhaps.�

�Not tonight,� Mitsunari said simply, pushing at Sakon�s broad shoulder until the older man sat back on his
knees. He drew open the dark blue yukata and began kissing a fleeting path down
his hard and heaving chest. He felt hands burying themselves in his hair,
clutching the reddish strands more urgently that usual.

�Mitsu�� came the throaty
voice above him, making his own arousal thrum at the need in his lover�s voice.

The younger man stroked his fingers lightly over Sakon�s stomach, looking down almost shyly at the jutting
erection that was almost poking him in the stomach. He looked back up at Sakon,
his sudden burst of assuredness wavering slightly. �Is it alright if I�?�

Sakon�s mouth opened,
closed, swallowed, then opened again. �You�re asking me!?�

Taking the reply as an affirmative, Mitsunari smiled
and dipped his head. He inched back slightly to make himself more comfortable,
before wrapping his hand around the waiting flesh and trying desperately to
stop feeling so mortified.
He could practically feel Sakon�s knowing smirk
burning into the top of his head, and he frowned, leaning down further and
licking experimentally at the glistening tip. The other man�s gasp was
satisfying, and refuelled his confidence.
He continued to lick different parts of the hot and
strangely beautiful organ, before ceasing his teasing and taking the length
into his mouth, little by little.

Sakon�s heavy
breathing was the only sound in the room, somehow making the act more erotic to
Mitsunari, as he began to stroke his hands firmly up Sakon�s
thighs, then back down again. He hadn�t ever dared to
imagine he could possibly have to same effect on Sakon, as Sakon had on him.
Yet, here he was, sucking on the man�s arousal and feeling his strong thighs
tensing and shifting in testament of his pleasure.

If his mouth wasn�t occupied, he would have smiled.

Sakon�s hands were
once again in Mitsunari�s hair, alternating between
stroking and clenching. His Commander had clearly never performed such a thing
on any man before, but it was incredibly stimulating to be the first recipient,
and he found the effort and concentration used were both completely lovely.

Overwhelmed with desire for his lover, Sakon gently
tugged on the hair trapped between his fingers, urging Mitsunari to stop. When
slightly irritated hazel eyes looked up at him questioningly, Sakon could only
shake his head, panting slightly. He tried not to stare at the wet, parted
lips. �Don�t look at me like that� you�re doing far too good a job, and I�m not
ready to let go just yet.� He didn�t give the other man a chance to reply, and
pushed him down onto the tatami, this time onto his front.

�Sakon!� Mitsunari
cried indignantly, well-aware of how he must look, with his rear stuck up
jauntily in the air. �You�re so aggressive��
he complained under his breath.

Sakon just leered, his eyes drinking in the arousing
view. �I�ll die before I let anyone else see what I�m seeing� Every inch of you
belongs to me.�

Mitsunari held his breath and went still, the words
not lost on him, nor the implication. There was no
doubt now about Sakon�s feelings regarding Kanetsugu�s for Mitsunari. The possessiveness only
heightened his lust, enough to drown out the guilt regarding his friend.

He wouldn�t have been able to mull over it anyway,
because before he knew it, he felt Sakon�s breath on
his exposed behind, and then there was a wet heat
between his cheeks and he gasped loudly.

�What are you doing!? Sa�
Sakon�!� he uttered, going red and squirming in the iron hold that Sakon had on
his hips.

Sakon didn�t reply to the question, but both knew it
was fairly obvious what he was doing.

Mitsunari let out a shaky breath, fingers digging into
the rough flooring, inadvertently pushing his hips back towards Sakon, trying
to push his tongue deeper. When one of Sakon�s large
hands stroked down his stomach to grasp his dripping shaft, he cried out in
protest.

�No! I�m not ready to let� to let go yet, either�� he
pushed at Sakon�s hand weakly.

Sakon pulled his head and hand back, chuckling. �As
you wish, my dear� shall we move on?� His hand rubbed Mitsunari�s
backside lovingly.

The auburn-haired man looked over his shoulder, and
smiled wryly. �Just hurry up��

Sakon nodded, holding his lover�s hips steady while he
slowly eased himself in, the two of them moaning in unison at the union. Not
wasting any time with unneeded preparation, as Mitsunari was probably readier
than he�d ever been, Sakon began thrusting in and out of the other man�s pliant
body, revelling in the cries that Mitsunari didn�t even try to stifle.

�You know, I�ll never tire of this�� Sakon grunted,
his long, dark hair sweeping over his shoulder and brushing Mitsunari�s
pale back as he moved. �The way you look� the way you sound� the way you feel, Gods��

Mitsunari sighed in pleasure, arching back to meet
every thrust. �I� I also love this. I love you,� he whimpered, unable to say
much else.

Sakon smiled warmly at the words, letting one hand
roam underneath Mitsunari to start pumping his arousal. �Come on� I want to
finish you��

Mitsunari shuddered at the added stimulation, letting
out a keening cry as he spilled himself over Sakon�s
skilled fist, every muscle in his body tightening as his orgasm washed over
him.

The constriction around his member also sucked Sakon
over the edge, and he groaned huskily, collapsing over Mitsunari�s
back and suckling at the nape of the smaller man�s neck. �I love you, beautiful� love you.�

Mitsunari smiled, panting into the floor. He was
immediately glad he�d told Sakon how he felt in the first place.

----//----

The moon was waning, and
half-obscured by clouds in the inky dark blue sky, but it was every bit as
beautiful as a full moon in a clear sky.

Then again, everything was beautiful to Mitsunari at the moment.

He looked up at Sakon as they strolled through the
gardens, smiling slightly. �I�m glad it�s not cold or raining, tonight. The
fresh air feels good.�

�Your fever�s broken, then?� Sakon smirked, arching an
eyebrow down at his lover.

�No thanks to you!� Mitsunari shot back, folding his
arms over his chest as he walked. �I�m surprised you didn�t make it worse.�

�Hey now, maybe I have a healing touch,� Sakon
laughed, putting an arm around his Commander�s slim shoulders. �And I hate to
remind you, but� you started it,� he dropped his voice, �For once.�

Mitsunari scowled, then
smiled in spite of himself. �Then perhaps you should give me more openings,
seeing as you liked it so much when I took control,� he said haughtily.

�I�m not denying it,� came
the breezy reply, as they stopped to lean against a large tree-trunk, admiring
the still night.

The friendly silence was enjoyable, and Mitsunari was
happily reflecting on his overall success, of late- the army�s success, his
personal success with Sakon� For now, at least, everything was good.

There was still the issue with Kanetsugu, which still
felt somehow unresolved, but Mitsunari would deal with that in time.

Sakon suddenly held up a hand, motioning for Mitsunari
to listen.

The smaller man frowned, tensing up and straining his
ears. He could hear faint voices in the woods behind them:

��On your
knees, Hanzo� that�s right. Sit. Like a good dog��

��The
indignity� I�ll bury you, demon��

��Hah! The only burying you need to worry about is this��

��Uhh!�

Sakon and Mitsunari turned to each other in shock, looked at the darkness
behind them, then hurried back towards the castle.

�Ninjas� what is wrong with them?�
Mitsunari spluttered, as Sakon laughed in abandon beside him. He shook his
head, stepping onto the decking and sliding open the door to his rooms.

Sakon put a hand on Mitsunari�s,
stopping him. �I�ll return to my own room� I think it�s for the best that you
get some sleep, now,� he winked crudely, �If I�m with you, sleep won�t come
easily.�

Mitsunari snorted in agreement, meeting Sakon halfway
for a lingering goodnight kiss. He stepped back with a smile, nodding before
disappearing into the room.

Sakon turned and made for his own, smiling to himself
the whole way.

----//----

Peering through a gap in his own partition door, Kanetsugu frowned.

He had heard laughing, and had curiously taken a look
outside, but now wished he hadn�t.

He hadn�t seen Sakon and Mitsunari kissing before, and
hadn�t imagined it to be as painful as it was. He wondered if Sakon even
realised how lucky he was. The man was always so carefree, so nonchalant, he
never expressed anything else.

Bitterly, Kanetsugu closed the door over,
resigning himself to sleep that would doubtlessly be far off.

He sighed. He accepted Mitsunari�s
choice, he did. But that didn�t mean he had to like it.

----//----

A/N: I know, I know� I�m horrible to Kanetsugu. I love him,
I do� >_<;; But it�s necessary to keep the plot
interesting, right�? I�ll work something out, I will� O_o;;

Oh, and I�m assuming everyone will know who the two ninjas were� bit of a
no-brainer, really. Don�t ask why they were lurking around the Western Army�s
castle, either. XD �Gods know.
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