[Sept 2] [Soul Eater] You Fly Too High

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Title: You Fly Too High
Day/Theme: Sept 02 / Icarus improved
Series: Soul Eater
Character/Pairing: Noah/Kid, slight Justin/Giriko
Rating: NC-17
Note: Shotacon, yaoi || My first Soul Eater fanfic ever... so expect some OOC ;w; I'm sorry. lol




It was the fourth time today he had been free of his shackles and this time he was too tired to even try to escape or do any fighting. Gopher had still not return and within the small amount of time the monster had left, Noah had asked Kid if he could behave if he released him from his bonds. Of course Kid responded with an affirmative only to try and fight Noah... which had obviously been fruitless. After all, what was a shinigami without his scythe? Liz and Patty weren't with him and without them he wasn't too much of a threat and against Noah... well, he was clearly unfit to fight against the man without Liz and Patty. But the thought of Gopher slowly killing Maka at this time... it boiled his blood and made him lash out only to be defeated and chained again.

A little later it was Justin who came and said Noah was allowing him some time to go to the rest room and stretch his legs. Why that ghastly mage would care was beyond him, but he could try and escape instead of fight. But he should have known better. The moment he was in the rest room, trying to pry open the small window at the top, Noah decided to just walk right in. The man's smirk was irritating. He obviously knew what Kid was trying to pull and got him off the sink and dragged him back to his chains.

The third time occurred about thirty minutes later. Noah had this look on his face that spoke of challenges. He obviously was testing Kid with this third time. He released the young shinigami from the magical bonds, watching him fall gently to the floor. Kid pushed himself up, rubbing at his sore wrists and then flickering his golden eyes to Noah, eying the magician for a moment. Two could play at this game. He stood still, then slowly, he wet his lips. “Is there a reason to unchain me now?”

Noah lips stretched into what could be called a smile... but to Kid, that was no smile. He wasn't sure what that was. “Well, Kid, I'm sure the blood flow to your arms has been quite restricted and you'd like to have them down for a bit.”

Kid resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Noah didn't care about that. It was obvious he didn't. He would probably let him hang there all night if he so wished. But despite that, Noah was right... his arms had the distinctive pins and needles feel to them right now and he was grateful to be down once more. He looked up at Noah who was now beginning to walk away from him. Kid eyed the room. He looked behind him at the stained glass. How far up were they? Could he break through and land all right? He walked toward it, pressing his face against it to see the ground. His breath hitched when a firm hand pressed against the back of his head, putting pressure on the back of his head, and then a body pressed against him. He heard the mage's voice gravel in his ear. “Thinking of escaping through the glass, Kid?”

A chill rang up Kid's spine. How did he know that for sure? He had only been looking through the glass... for all Noah could know, Kid was just admiring the view... but then again, stained glass wasn't the best thing to look out of and he had tried to escape before, why not again? Noah peeled Kidd away from the glass, hands now firmly on the young shinigami's shoulders. He shook his head gently. “Ah, Kid... I had really hoped you'd behave. After all, it must be tiring to be chained all day.”

Kidd's brow furrowed. What was he getting at? Noah yanked Kid back to the platform, eyes narrowed in at him. “If you can't behave, you must be kept immobile.”

Kidd's eyes narrowed. “I haven't even done anything!”

“No, you haven't. But you were thinking about it. It's futile, Kid. Until you realize this, you shall stay chained.”

And then Noah left.

–

So here he was for the fourth time, on his own feet, rubbing at his sore wrists gingerly. Even if the chains were magical cuffs, it still hurt a little... He bitterly looked over at Noah, who smirked at him. He sighed. What was he suppose to do? If he walked toward anything it might look like he was either trying to escape or use a device to fight. If he asked to use the bath room, Noah would more than likely escort him after his escape attempt. He nibbled at his lip for a moment. The only real place to move was toward Noah. So he did. Noah looked down at Kidd, who now stood in front of him. They stood there for a moment before Noah finally nodded. “Good boy, Shinigami-kun.”

Kid resisted the urge to growl but watched and listened to Noah continue. “You're allowed free range within the building, unless we find out you try to escape... and trust me, we will know if you do. But seeing as you finally get that, I believe I can put some trust in you right now. So please, make yourself at home.”

He shuddered, watching Noah retreat. Make himself at home... like this could ever be considered home! He sighed. But the two things he understood so far was- there was no escape and fighting is useless. Fighting was obviously useless. There was Noah, Justin, that chain technician... he was definitely out numbered and overpowered. He decided if anything he should be grateful to be out of that book... which if he tried to escape again, that's where he'd surely go for the night. He shuddered and decided that maybe finding a place to rest for the night was the best thing he could do for now.

He walked down off of the platform and headed toward the hall way Noah had left to. Surely even the mage had to sleep... perhaps it was a wing of bedrooms. He paused at the first door, trying to pry it open... it was locked. He sighed. So much for that. He looked down the hall and quickly spotted Clown at the end of the hall, looking in at room. Kid's brow furrowed and as he was about to ask what he was looking at, the Clown spotted him and gave something that resembled a smirk and walked off. Kid walked over to where the clown had been standing, glancing at the slightly ajar door.

He paused, eyes growing wide at what was inside that room.

These rooms were obviously bedrooms... as there was a bed in the middle of the room (thank goodness for symmetry's sake!) and on that bed lay two people... entangled in each other and naked. He trembled as he watched the brunette grunt and writhe, his legs spreading wider while the blond thrust against him forcefully. As much as he didn't want to, he could feel his eyes lowering toward where the two men were connected. Watching pale flesh on slightly sunkissed flesh... the man's arousal moving in and out of the other man's anus... it was sinful, it was abnormal... it was ASYMMETRICAL!... and yet... Kid flushed as he shamefully felt his pants tent as he watched the two of them move. How mortifying.

“What are you doing?”

Kid nearly jumped up to the ceiling. He spun around, cheeks flushed, and gazed up at Noah's face. Those purple eyes narrowed in on his flushed state then looked up at the slightly ajar door. A smirk made it's way on Noah's face as he realized what it was Kid was watching. “Hooo. I always knew something was going on, but I never knew you were into watching this kind of thing, Shinigami-kun.”

Kid growled. “I'm not!”

“Is that so? Then why are you?”

Kid wanted to rat on the Clown, but when Noah's palm pressed against his growing erection, all of his words seemed to disappear. The feel of Noah's hand moving up and down, caressing the tent in his pants brought him back to reality. “You... dirty old man!”

“Dirty old man? Well, what does that make you, little voyeur?”

The erection in his pants throbbed and from Noah's chuckle, the magician must have felt it. “I think you're enjoying this.”

Kid resisted the urge to moan and throw back his head as those fingers managed to grip him through his pants. “No.”

“Why must you deny it? It feels good. There is nothing wrong with that.”

Kid shoved at Noah, causing the man to move away slightly, but not enough. Golden-yellow eyes narrowed up at the magician's face. “There is plenty wrong with it! You're a monster! It's sinful!”

Noah's eyes flickered with amusement at Kid's statement... he flexed his fingers on Kid's crotch, feeling and seeing the young man shudder. “Sinful? What is so sinful about this? It's only touching.”

Kid trembled, eyes snapping back toward the door as he heard a moan from the room, then his eyes slowly fell to where Noah's dark hand was... cupping his arousal. He bit his lip. This was so wrong. He growled, lifting his head to tell Noah just what he thought... if that got him back into the book, then so be it.

He was not expecting those sinful lips to be pressed against his own. His eyes widened and he shoved Noah away angrily. “That--!! Was completely inappropriate!!”

The sounds from the other room grew still. Kid felt his heart thud in fear. Interrupting those two could mean there was hell to pay. Unfortunately for him, Noah was another kind of hell right in front of him... and he was between two hells.

He didn't get the choice of which hell he'd go to.

Noah quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him off into a vacant guest room. They could hear Giriko grumbled before the door slammed shut. Noah chuckled lightly, glancing down at Kid. The young shinigami had dropped to his knees the moment they were in there. Sweat shone on his skin as he trembled. Noah calmly bent down toward him, dark eyes narrowing in on Kid's flushed face.

“You ought to be careful, Shinigami-kun.”

There was that nickname again... He glared at the mage. “What do you mean?”

Noah straightened up, shrugging lightly. “Only that you shouldn't be too loud in a place that is your prison. As a collectible you are to be seen and not heard.”

“I beg your pardon!”

“And if I give you too much freedom, you may get ahead of yourself and fly to close to the sun. Last thing I need is having a fallen shinigami in my collection.”

Kid grit his teeth as those fingers brushed his chin, roaming down his neck and taking pause just right above the first button to his white button-up shirt. Kid grimaced as those fingertips continued to brush back and forth along his collarbone. “Perhaps I should teach you to stay on the ground.”

Kid moved to slap away Noah's hand, which was beginning to unbutton his shirt, but Noah caught his hand, pulling it up and above Kid's head. Noah leaned into him, his leer beginning to penetrate Kid's very soul. “Don't worry Kid... I won't sully a part of my collection that quickly.”

Kid wasn't sure if he should be thankful or wary of the that quickly bit. He hissed as Noah's skilled hands were now down his pants, grasping his arousal firmly. Kid's vision swam and he moaned, then his eyes snapped open. “No! Un... Asymmetrical!”

“Hm? Oh... yes, your weird quirks huh? Very well then...”

Kid's eyes widened as he watched Noah pull down his pants... on hand on each side of the hem, pulling it down in complete symmetry... then those wicked hands moved up his thighs and both hands wrapped around the young man's arousal. “There? Symmetry.”

Kid could feel a flush of shame forming on his face as he watched those hands moving... he could barely see his penis through those dark hands, but the sensation... Kid stifled a moan and let his head lull back against the pillow, pushing his hips into those hands.

Noah felt a triumphant smirk flit on his face as Kid came into his palms. He raised his hands up, putting on to his mouth and another to Kid's. “Have a taste.”

Kid's nose wrinkled and he tentatively licked his own juices off of Noah's hand. The magician ruffled Kid's hair with his now clean hand and pushed himself off the bed.

“You can stay here for the night, given you behave. I'll have my eye on you though.”

Kid shuddered as the door shut behind him and he glared off to the wall... damn... no windows.

(THE END)
A/N: Uuuuurgh! I tried. I've recently really fell for this couple... but I didn't really want to do any penetration...