User blog:Sukiina/Eternal Life (Barbatos X Ikutachi)

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~This fanfiction is dedicated to Rin, Nina, Kit, SY #1 and #2~

Eternal Life

(c) Kimura Yumi

Summary:

In the midst of summer, where Barbatos loses majority of his ability to fight, he was forced to face something, that could deprive him of whatever he had, whatever he cherished. Barbatos x Ikutachi. Contains BL.

WARNING:

This fanfiction contains BL and mild... sensual activity (IN THE FIRST AND LAST CHAPTER ONLY I SWEAR), but yea this is the first chapter, so if you don't like BL, Mr Backbutton is there to escort you out. Please, please, PLEASE don't report me or anything D: because I warned you... :/

There you go :3

Chapter 1: Fear
''Cool air brushed against his cheek as he felt himself swimming in an eternal sea of darkness.

It was cold.

Dark.

All alone.

"… Where am I…?"

Just then, he heard a voice ringing in his blank mind.''

… You will die…

''The familiar voice of the devil in disguise under his consciousness.

"… What?"''

Let me repeat myself, you will die soon… This summer, there will be a war waged against you… There will be a low chance of survival for you…

''"Pfft!" The duke snorted in amusement. "In which aspect do you think I am weak in? For all that you know, you have seen how great my powers can be!" '' … Have you forgotten the condition for signing a contract with me?

"Despite the summer heat, I won't let it bring me down! You'll wait and see, I'll show you!"

… Very well. Amuse me, Barbatos.

Barbatos woke up with a start. His hand clutched the blankets so tight that it could have ripped anytime. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead profusely. His clothes, which was just a thin white undershirt (and his underwear), were damp with cold sweat. Pants flew out of his mouth as his memory kept rewinding back to that very same dream.

He had been dreaming the exact same thing ever since the summer started.

A hand reached out and pressed itself against his forehead in slight exasperation, its fingers unconsciously brushing against his silver horns. ''Could it be… a premonition?

What was the devil… trying to tell me…?''

With his cape fluttering in the gusts of wind, Barbatos pushed the door open to the main hall. He was greeted by a room of sparkling azure. It was almost as if the entire place was carved out of genuine sapphire. A chandelier hung above the centre of the room, its golden body shining with a proud polished twinkle. At the far end of the room stood a comfortable-looking throne, towering over a short flight of stairs. The Phantom duke strutted his way down the aisle leading to the grand chair, sailing past stone pillars of bleached white.

He seated himself on the red velvet seat cushion, and rested his right elbow on the armrest. He leant his temple against his raised gloved palm in slight frustration.

Gosh, what is with this weather?

Even though the heat was a natural happening in the annual summer season, we could feel the heat radiating through the walls of his supposed-to-be-cooling palace. He could even be entitled to call this year's heat abnormal.

He shut his eyes in sheer annoyance. "Goodness, what can I do under this crazy heat!? Sheesh…"

Suddenly, he felt a soft touch caressing his right wrist. Curiously, his crimson eyes revealed themselves, just in time to face a smiling pallid face of Ikutachi, the Anima of the legendary blade of rebirth. He was clad in thin violet fabric, with his sash filled with Japanese characters hanging from his neck. Dark indigo tassels hung from his sleeves, complimenting the white kimono top he wore underneath the bright purple overall.

"… Barbatos?" he called out softly in a somewhat melodious voice. "Is something wrong?"

The duke blinked in astonishment at the sudden appearance of the shorter snow-haired male, before letting out a small frivolous smirk as he stood up. His hands snaked around the Anima's hips, pulling the latter close to his body.

"Everything's fine, Ikutachi," he assured with a smile as he leant in for a small his on the lips. The smaller male flung his arms around the horned Phantom's neck, allowing himself to be absorbed deeper into the kiss. A thin overhanging trail of saliva connected their parted mouths together as they pulled away reluctantly. Barbatos smirked in slight amusement as he watched Ikutachi's cheeks burn a deep scarlet.

"It's the summer heat, isn't it?" Ikutachi murmured as he watched a bead of sweat trickle down the taller male's cheek. Reaching out, he pulled back his baggy sleeve slightly and wiped the sweat away, the ends of his lips turning upwards as he did so. The smile, however, quickly faded into a frown of worry. "Won't the impact of the heat radiation on you be greater?"

A troubled look flashed itself on the duke's face. Each summer, as a side result of making a contract with the devil, the extent of his powers would be decreased greatly by the annual radiation of heat from the summer season. Having no choice but to accept this unfavourable condition, he had to face much difficulty and disappointment in not being able to use his mighty powers at full force. It worried him even more when Ikutachi came into his life…

"… I don't want to lose you," he mumbled as he pulled the purple-clad Anima into his arms and nuzzled his snow-white hair affectionately.

Ikutachi rested his head on Barbatos' chest with a soft hum. "I will never leave you," he stated quietly as a peaceful smile brightened up his face. "I have been bounded to you for eternity ever since the day I was placed in your care. As your servant, I will fulfil my role as the Living Blade in times of battle." He looked up, his smile radiating with bliss. "Hence, I will always be by your side, doing my utmost best to protect you, Master," he added with a mischievous grin.

The Anima was replied with playful jabs on his sides, causing him to squirm about in the duke's arms. "A-ahh! It tickles – ah!" he protested. "S-stop it!" His cheeks turned a light shade of pink amidst the excitement.

"That was just returning the favour, my lovable servant." Barbatos winked.

"Uwahh!?" the pale-skinned male whined. "I'm sor – ah! – ry! Don't do it anymore!" By then, his face was red from slight exhaustion and pure embarrassment. Barely audible pants puffed out from his mouth. The horned spirit then wrapped his arms around the Anima once more.

"I wish I wouldn't be able to feel the heat like you," he said.

"That's not true," Ikutachi replied with a soft murmur. Whenever I'm with you, I feel…" He avoided Barbatos as his voice trailed off, his cheeks turning cherry red. His lips formed a pout as embarrassment took over his senses once more.

Barbatos chuckled to himself. Ikutachi can be really adorable sometimes…

He gently cupped the Anima's face with his gloved hands, allowing innocent scarlet to face devilish garnet. "I'm happy to hear that, Iku," he smiled, addressing the shorter male by his self-invented nickname, which triggered yet another blush.

"S-stop that! It's embarrassing!" He pressed his face against the duke's waistcoat, hiding his flustered state. Sighing, the Phantom gently ran his hand through Ikutachi's silky white locks, while rocking the Anima back and forth with subtle movements in his arms. Somewhere deep down, beneath the peacefulness he was currently feeling, he felt fear instilled, and germinating within him.

What if he died in a battle, just as the devil said in his dream?

What if… he left Ikutachi…?

As if in reply to his thoughts, the tattoo on his right arm began to glow a strange, yet ominous furious red.