With in The walls of a Palace (Passionate Shadow Only)
 

The feudal era. A time where the country of Japan was run by the most powerful clans and warlords. It was the spring season once again. The sky was clear, the sakura trees were fully bloom, and the people seemed to be in high spirits. Expect for this group of people that were heading towards the palace. They traveled in a group, carrying a well styled omikoshi. From the symbol on their backs, they were the Endo clan neighboring land.

They were hear today to talk to the lord. To end the war between them. The Endo clan has been at war with them for four years. So many lives were lost and their people were suffering. Most of the money went towards the war and they were running up dry. Then one day the lord of the Endo clan send them a letter of request to see him. When they were given permission to enter. The clan leader and his son step out. They were keeling in front of the shoji door. On the other side was the lord they were seeing today. One of the palace guard informed him that they arrived and waited for his next order.

Masao sturned over the gentle glass object in his hand before tapping it twice. The eated embers fell from the glass chambers and wrought a faint orange glow in to the darkened room. The oddly colored lord stood from his place and tightened his scabbard to his hip. "I'll see to our guests myself." He purred out in a heavy, mellow honey sweet voice. He was calm, and moved with a some what elegant facade. The Lord of this palace made his way out to greet his 'guests' He pressed a hand against to wooden frame of the shoji door and pushed it open, yet did not step out from the shadows. His figure, standing nearly six feet was rather impressive to most.

He loomed further yet with in the darkness as he let his sharpened Daimon cut gaze bore down on the two before him. " State your business." he purred out not willing to quite yet step in to the light. How ever, from what one could tell through the darkened light, this man, had a long, lushes locks of pale hair, seemingly white like that of an elderly man worn by the years ow life who had gained much wisdom. And with a sweet heavy voice like that it seemed almost indefinite this man was beyond years in age then the ones who keeled before him. Yet somethng else seemed to be amis. The man's eyes, you could just about see a sparkle of lust red with in them, gleaming in the darkened lighting like two rubies tossed down a well. They were harsh and intense, almost glassy even. These fiery red orbs shot through the feathery soft veil of snow white bangs. They spoke for him. If these two weren't here with a good reason they might as well wish they hadn't come at all.

When the lord came and demanded the reason as to why they were here. Both lowered their heads and bowed to him. Then the elderly man looks up at him. His was a bit wrinkled and had a huge brown mole on the right side of the nose. "Good day sir. My name is Katashi Eno. I am here to surrender to you." he told him and brought his head closer to the floor. "My people are suffering. We haven't had a good harvest in so long and my people are dying. I can no longer fight." he explained.

The old man then sits up straight. "To show you that I am serious. I am offering you my one and only son, Kiyoshi. As a token to bring peace to one another." he said, leaning his hand to the side to point to the young man beside him. The young lad was quite the looking. Smooth pale as the moon skin. Long black lusty, silky hair. He had a rather nice build. Not to skinny but not muscular. Wearing a kimono with the family crest on his back. Looking up at the lord his his dark amber eyes. Then bows to him again. "I am Kiyoshi Endo. I will be your humble servant." he said. in a mid tone smoothing voice.

Masao took this in to consideration. He shifted his gaze more so on to the young male. He eyed him over for a few long scilent momments. "Perhaps this pound of fleash might be worth something. After all, unless an idiot dies, he won't be cured. I'm sure you are both familiar with the idea that, thenail that sticks out gets hammered down. I should like to see an act of obeydiance before agreeing to any terms. " Masao stated as he kept his gaze on the boy. " Kiyoshi. if you truly wish to serve me... prove to me that you'll do as I say. " and with that Masao gave a few moments of science before delivering the curt order. "Stand, and strip bare. " He purred waiting to see the boy's reaction. Oh yes Masao was a bit devious, he was taught to ALLWAYS look a gift horse in the mouth. And what a better way to get a better look at his spoils of the war.

"Jun; prepare to take this down." He called to his page.

As much as the lad tries to look calm, you can see in his eyes that he was nervous about this whole thing. For from the very beginning, he told his father not to even go to war with Masao. For he knew that they could never win. They had more money and were bigger them them when it comes to land. He didn't like the idea being an object of peace for the war, but he watch so many of his people fall and some were his closest friends perish before his eyes. But if this was the only way for peace. Then he would do it.

Expect Kiyoshi wasn't expecting his first order was to strip his clothes off. He tensed up and didn't want to do it. But his father glared at him and mouthed "You better do it now or I will disown you here and now. Don't you dare bring shame to this family.". He didn't want to be disown by his own father. So he stood up, taking a deep breath and starts to remove his clothes. Removing every inch of clothing until he was in his red fundoshi. The lord could see that there were no markings, scars or hair on his body. It was all smooth and clear. With a deep breath he removes the fundoshi.

Now he was in his birthday suit. "See doesn't my sun have a nice body. He so young and healthy, he could do anything that you ask and do it to the letter." his father said with a big grin on the face. The lad was blushing light and covered himself with his hands.

Masao eyed him over. "You should be standing at attention boy; I didn't ask you to do anything else." Masao pointed out. "He's a bit rough around the edges but he'll do... I'll take this token of peace and return to you a token of my own." Masao purred. "Jun Take this down please. Under the condition that this man before me siers no further children. Have it be known that upon ending the war with the Endo clan, that the clan's heir has become part of my estate under subservient rule. Also in ending the war I'll extend an offer of alliance. For permit to allow my soldiers passage through your lands I shall in return place protection upon their people. Also; I should like to send a few shipments of rice to the Endo clan upon this agreement of peace and alliance..." Masao trailed. "How's that sound to you sir? Your people will not go hungry and you shall always have a protectorate for the simple price of allowing me to send my troops though your lands. It's more than a generous offer don't you think?" Masao asked gently. Masao was a man familiar and well seasoned in the art of war. He hadn't inherited his small empire, oh no he won it.

When given the order of standing attention. He felt like he had already let the lord down and may not accept the peace offer. "Sorry my lord." he said and stood as his new lord commanded. Removing his hand from his private and put them to his side. Revealing his mid length, slightly thick penis. Like the rest of his body, he was completely hairless down there. He felt so embarrassed to be standing naked in the same room as his father, but he was smiling, he seemed so happy. He couldn't ruin this by his own feeling. So he remain calm on the outside. Showing a brave face.

Both men were pleased to hear that Lord Masao was willing to taken Kiyoshi as the peace token. Hearing that exchanged of the peace. He was allowed to used the roads for his soldiers. Also the protection of the land will remain with the people and a shipment of rice would be sent to them. When asked if the offer was generous. Kiyoshi's father was in tears and bowed to him once more. "Thank you! Thank you very much! It is most generous offer Lord Masao! Thank you!" he said gratefully.

Masao nodded more so to himself. "Then it's settled. You sir, may go. Jun... see to it the arrangements are made by night fall." Masao ordered turning his gaze over tothe page who had scribed everything down in wounderful writting with a brush. The next thing Masao had done, was to call forth two of his most trusted guards and gave them new instructions to see that Katashi would have a safe escort to return him.

However Masao seemed to not move from with in the shadows quiet yet. Even once Katashi was show out He remaied with in the dark. He had ben studying Kiyoshi's featuers carfully not giving hi any other words. After sevrral long minutes of dead scilence Masao stepped in to the light moving towards Kiyoshi. True this man had, pure long white hair like an elderly man, yet his face was still quiet young. His form held a some what chiseled physic and gave a tender, taught look to the soft pale plains of skin that encase his well toned muscles. Masao seemed to be quite young indeed, some where between his late twenties and early thirties. He cirled around Kiyoshi slowly like a piece of meat. Gently he reached down and picked up the Kimono and eyed it over. He moved away from Kiyoshi with his full attention on the bit of cloth.

"Sir?" Jun inquired taking not o Masao's sudden Interest in the item. Masao gently placed it over Jun's shoulder. "Burn it." He purred gently. And with that Masao left his side slipping away in to the darkness once again, this time disappearing from sight. That was it? He wasn't just going to leave Kiyoshi standing there was he?! It seemed he was!

Katashi bowed to Masao one more time before he took his leave. Not saying farewell to his only son. He knew that it was going to end like that anyway. He stood still like a stone statue. Just waiting for his next order from the man he must now obey for the sake of his land and father. Even though he was calm, deep down he was angry. For his father foolish action and that he was being treated as if he was a piece of meat. Yet again he had to do it. He couldn't let his people suffer anymore. as the former heir to the Endo clan. It was his duty to make sure that his people came first then his own desires.

Kiyoshi looks over towards the shadows of where his lord stand. Wondering why he was hiding there to begin with. All he could see was bits of his white hair. Thinking that he was the same age as his father. So it became quite a surprise when he finally came forward and he looked so much younger then he had first thought. The first thing that popped into hsi mind was that he was some short of demon. Which that frighten him a little. But he remained still as Masao circled around him. The only thing the moved were his eyes. Watching him pick up his kimono from the ground. Then observe him walking away from him with his clothes in his hands.

Hearing the order to burn his clothes, he wanted to shout at him, but silent himself. For he wasn't going to speak out to his lord. Not when him and his father agreed to peace. He hated the feeling that he could no longer speak his own mind. Not like he did much of the either when he was in his home land. Then he notice that his lord had once again vanished into the darkness. Then he was wondering what he was suppose to do. With his clothes gone. It's not like he could just walk on out of here. He might be a new servant, but he still have some dignity. Then, from the of his eye. He spotted his Fundoshi on the ground. It must of fell off when Masao picked up his kimono. Thinking that he wasn't around. He kneels down and picks it up from the ground.

Jun, the page with short black hair and a rat tail braid on the back supressed a chuckle watching Kiyoshi for a momment as he picked up the red bit. "Just a friendly warning of advice; It's not always so smart to play in to that master's games... I do belive he's giving you a test of Humility.." Hun pured setting aside the paint brush. Henlt he plled the silken gament from his shoulder and folded it neatly before also diappearing by heading off down one of the decks. It now appeared as though Kiyoshi was entirely alone in the warm sunlight and sweet summer breeze.