WARNINGS: (yaoi, shota-con, tentacles, nasty stuff. ^.^;;)

Author: Sailor Gotland

Story Title: Don't tell a Word...

Characters: Original, from the Sailor Moon universe

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Dancing Star, son of Yaten Kou and Minako Aino, is captured by the enemy. They want him to tell them what his friends' weaknesses are. What prize is he ready to pay for his friends...?

This rating is for explicit m/m sex, non-consensual sex, and bdsm.

The Magic Knights spring from mine and my best friend's imagination. I thought of the term before I ever even heard of CLAMP's Magic Knights, those in Cephiro… These Magic Knights are the sons of the Sailor Senshi from Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon

Don't tell a Word…

By Sailor Gotland

Magic Knight Dancing Star, otherwise known as Kou Sukiyaki, one of the four sons of Kou Yaten and Aino Minako, Sailor Star Healer and Sailor Venus, sighed heavily. He and the other Magic Knights had been on their way for about five days, trying to locate the Dark Elves' castle. If they found it in time, they where to destroy it and kill all the inhabitants. That somehow sounded cruel, but they had been given their orders from Sailor Cosmos herself, and if that gentle creature ordered them to kill of God knew how many living creatures, then they had to be really awful…

Suddenly someone cried out and woke him up from his thoughts.

"Over there in the distance", Magic Knight Thunder said, "I think I see some sort of a building there… Could it be the castle?"

Magic Lord Change, the leader of the Magic Knights, walked up to the tall young man and looked in the direction he was pointing. Dancing Star could see him squint his eyes a bit, trying to keep up with the other Knight's good eyesight.

"Could be", he said after a bit of consideration. "But no need to rush things, okay? We can't let out guard down just because we're nearing our goal."

"And just who the fuck is intending on letting his guard down, huh?! You don't have to tell us bullshit we already know, sucker!"

Dancing Star frowned at Magic Knight Talon as he with a nasty smile approached their leader and gave him quite a hard shove on his shoulder. Change didn't move an inch, but the smile didn't vanish from Talon's face as he continued:

"The only one you should be saying that to, is to Enigma. He isn't paying any attention at all!"

He pointed towards a small bundle of sleeping boy that was positioned by a large tree. Dancing Star sighed. That was Enigma all right, the laziest person on the face of the Earth. Dancing Star could hear the fourteen years old's snorings from afar. <HE'S unbelievable, he thought with a slow smile. /He can sleep even here…/

"I'll talk with him when he wakes up", Change promised. "Now, I need a scout-party of four volunteers… Anyone?"

He looked at the other sixteen youths present.

Magic Knight Crescent, red hair and yellow eyes, a stern look in his friendly face, stepped forward.

"I'll go. I've been sitting around too long, feeling as though I'm just in the way… I can use my education on this one I think…"

/Oh yeah/, Dancing Star remembered,

"I'll go", he said at the same time as Talon stepped forward, announcing: "I'll go with Crescent, of course…"

Then he stopped and stared at Dancing Star.

"No way", he exclaimed. "No fucking way I'm taking little fag boy along as well! He'll just mess things up, I bet! Damned fag…"

"I'm not a…" Dancing Star began fiercely, when Change thundered: "QUIET! Now you listen to me, Talon… Dancing Star volunteered, just as you did. He'll go, and you'll go. But if this mission goes wrong, I'll know whom to blame, you got that clear? Behave!"

"Now", Magic Knight Inferno Star whispered, "we only need a fourth one. It might be wise to pick someone who's not involved emotionally in either Dancing Star or Talon."

"You are so right", Change nodded slowly. "Any ideas?"

"I'll leave with them", someone suddenly said, a voice quite unknown to the others. Everyone turned their heads and focused their eyes at Magic Knight Styx, the enigmatic little brother of Change, one of few words and even fewer emotions.

"I'm not attached to any of them, thus I can keep my head level and focus on the mission, right? I'll go. If my brother allows it, of course…"

He looked searchingly at Change who closed his eyes, which gave Dancing Star a perfect opportunity to study his extremely handsome face intensely before the thought hit him that he wasn't gay. He wasn't! Well, maybe… But he sure as hell wasn't going to tell Talon this horrible fact…!

Change opened his eyes and looked sternly at his younger brother. Dancing Star shot a short glance at Styx. He didn't move even a muscle in his eyes, he stood completely still. Change spoke:

"You can go with them."

The clearing was full of a foul smell, a smell that stuck in his throat and almost made him wanting to cough. Dancing Star shivered and pulled his arms closer around himself. The sun was setting and the night promised to be a cold one. Again. Dancing Star enjoyed the cold, the weather made him think clearer and it gave his pale cheeks the color they needed to look healthy, but the cold was a nightmare as well. Dancing Star was a petite frame, extremely bishounen and fragile. The cold bit at him like small, stabbing knives, showing no mercy. And here he was, looking forward to yet another cold night.

Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up into Crescent's face.

"Are you cold, Dancing Star", the young man asked.

"Sort of. And what's that smell?"

Crescent didn't answer, but instead shot a glance at Talon. The muscular youth shrugged and then threw his best friend a white smile.

"Okay, Crescent. I'll get it. I'll go see, and you stay here and baby-sit the kids, right?"

"And since when did you get so much older than us", Dancing Star spat. "Talon, you are about just the same age as I and Styx. Don't you dare try to act older, you bastard!"

"I might be a bastard, but at least I'm not a God damned faggot!"

Dancing Star closed his eyes, tried not to let Talon's words sink in all too much, but in vain.

"I've had it with you and your bullshit, Talon! I'm not gay, and I won't have you insulting the ones that are! Shut up!"

"My, my", Talon smirked. "The girlie is getting bold I see… Cool, or what do you say, Crescent?"

"Can't you just knock it of, Talon", Crescent sighed. "I'm getting quite fed up with it…"

Talon turned his eyes and locked Dancing Star's eyes with his.

"See what you did now! You made Crescent turn against me! You little shit!"

And he rushed forward and planted his fist in Dancing Star's midsection. The small boy crouched over, a small moan escaping his lips. He found he barely could draw his breath and he slowly sunk down on all four. Rage and fear and… hurt; slowly the feelings bubbled up inside him and he almost couldn't hear Crescent scolding Talon.

Dancing Star rose and slowly walked past the quarreling friends. They didn't notice him. That was fine. He couldn't stay, not with Talon. Not now, not ever. A shadow lingered in the background, Styx. Dancing Star made a small gesture at him, and the boy slowly walked towards the bishounen.

"You are leaving", the son of Sailor Pluto said evenly.

"I have to", Dancing Star whispered, choking back tears. "I hate Talon, I can't work with him… I'll try to find my way back to the others. But first I'm going to check that smell out… Are you going to stop me?"

"Why should I", Styx whispered back. "It's your life. I couldn't care less if you lived or died. It's up to you to do whatever you want. Go. I won't snitch."

"Thanks… Or something…"

Dancing Star waved his good bye to the silent youth and silently slid out into the clearing. The smell grew more and more intense the further he came. The sun was as good as gone now, but in the dim light of dusk he saw a stack of corpses. Twenty or more corpses, all of small human children, lay in a rotting heap of rags, flesh and flies. The work of the Dark Elves.

Dancing Star got down on his knees and he threw up. Again and again, until his belly was completely empty. /Awful… Hideous…/ he thought. /This is what we're up against… I have to tell the others… And I need help burying these poor victims…/

"I don't think you do, human", a voice said behind him. Before he got time to be marveled of the fact that the one behind him had read his thoughts, a sharp pain echoed in his head before the night became even darker than before…

The pain still remained in his head. The boy slowly opened his eyes and found himself up against a wall, strips around his ankles and wrists. All his clothes where gone, and he felt inside of him, searching for the power that was inside him when he was transformed into Magic Knight Dancing Star.

He didn't feel anything, which meant they had taken his henshin medallion away from him, turning him into the ordinary human being known as Kou Sukiyaki. He frowned at the thought of his name. /They might as well have named me Hamburger… Oh well… Where am I?/

A quick look around told him he was in some sort of a dungeon. And what was worse… On his left side, someone was standing. An Elf. A female Elf, long sunny hair floating down her back.

"So"; she said with a voice that reminded Sukiyaki of fresh spring water, "you're finally awake, human boy… It's about time. I didn't hit you all that hard with my spell you know…"

Suddenly he recognized her voice, she had been the one speaking to him in the forest before he blacked out.

"You…" he hissed, "are you responsible for all the dead children over there?"

"Not children, boy. Humans. Dirty human beings. Your race will be extinguished sooner or later anyway… I'm just helping evolution a bit on its way…Anyway. You and your friends are out to destroy us, aren't you? Well then, I'd better find out your friends' weak spots, now don't you think? And how do I do that? I must know their weak spots in order to defeat them… I know!"

The woman silenced and looked evilly at Sukiyaki.

"I'll just ask you, boy. You must know, don't you?"

"Yeah, right, as if I'd ever tell you a damned thing, bitch", Sukiyaki snarled. "I'm not betraying my friends, got that?!"

"Oh, I have ways to make you talk, boy. Human boy, you're about to experience the pure agony that being a captive of the Elves can bring you! Enjoy! You'll be ready to speak within the hour, I'm sure. Reionlied, he's all yours now…"

She made a small gesture towards the shadowy part of the dungeon, and a man stepped forward. The man had to be half Elf, half Troll, or something. He was huge, about two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a sinister look in his eyes.

"Reionlied is our torturer", the woman smiled. "He takes great pleasure out of torturing humans, and in small human boys, he takes extremley great pleasure… Just wanted you to know…"

After the woman left, Reionlied slowly walked up to Sukiyaki. The boy shivered as he felt the man's eyes wander up and down all over his body. /Maybe he'll treat me nice, since I'm so young… Yeah, right! But I do look like I'm only about eleven or twelve years old, all though I'm sixteen… Maybe he'll take it easy…/

That hopeful notion left Sukiyaki the instant he felt the first lash of the whip that contacted with his bare feet. He winced, the surprise and pain made him cry out, the second afterwards he regretted it, because it made the smile in the torturer's face widen.

He lashed the whip again and again. Each time Sukiyaki tried not to cry, each time a moan escaped him without him wanting so. Lash, lash, lash… Suddenly the whipping stopped. Sukiyaki opened his eyes, tried to make his disoriented gaze fall upon something. Tried to focus. A bit of a searching, and he found Reionlied's figure close to him.

"Ready to talk, human?" the elf/troll asked in a hoarse voice.

"Fuck you", the boy growled. "I won't betray my friends, damn you!"

"Well then", the torturer smiled as he leaned in closer, "I'll just have to pursuade you…"

And he kissed the startled boy fully on the lips, brutally forcing his tongue past the teeth of the boy, making their tongues touch each other. Sukiyaki tried desperately to yank his head away from the sudden assault, without any effort. The torturer tasted of smoke and rotted teeth and Sukiyaki could feel his belly protest. The man pulled back and the boy started coughing, nothing coming up except the sharp and bitter taste of bile.

"What are you doing", he gasped. "Why are you…"

"I'm just following your advice, boy", the torturer smiled. "I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy, or you're going to tell me about your friend's weak spots… Your choice, boy…!"

Fear rose in Sukiyaki as he stared at the other man. He on the other hand, didn't give the boy any time to answer, instead he leaned in once again, kissing him. This time his hand found it's way down the boy's chest, finding a nipple. Sukiyaki felt the man starting to caress the nipple gently at first, then the fingers suddenly pinched the nipple, making the boy twitch unwillingly.

Reionlied pulled back slightly and smiled.

"Hurts, does it", he whispered. "Well, you've seen nothing yet…"

And he started licking the boy's face, starting in the area around his mouth, moving around in larger circles each time. Licking the lips, the cheeks, the ears, the eyelids. Sukiyaki felt sick.

Reionlied then lowered himself, making his licks fall upon the boy's neck, his shoulders, and finally his all ready molested nipple. Reionlied took it in his mouth and started sucking. The boy felt the man's tongue quickly sweep over the nipple, teasing it. He sucked some more, before driving his teeth into the tender flesh around the nipple. This time Sukiyaki couldn't control himself, he cried out in pain.

The torturer drew back, his blood tainted teeth bared in a smile.

"Ready to tell yet?"

"No way", the boy half whispered, half sobbed.

"Suit yourself", Reionlied smiled.

He stepped back a few paces and then quickly delivered four punches to the boy's unprotected body. Sukiyaki could feel himself getting close to unconsciousness. Reionlied pulled out a knife and cut the straps open that were holding the boy up. He was sloppy cutting, drawing blood on all four places. Sukiyaki heavily hit the ground and the impact made him black out a couple of seconds.

The next thing he knew was Reionlied playing with his knife, the edge slightly touching the skin on Sukiyaki's back, a thin trace of blood where it had been. The torturer, naked now, sat on the boy's behind, one hand held around the boy's neck, almost choking him.

"Listen now, human slut… Move one inch, and either my knife will penetrate your vital organs or my hand will break your neck like a little bird. Or maybe you'd like to tell me your friend's vounurable spots?"

"I… Won't", Sukiyaki whispered, his voice barely audible to himself.

Reionlied chuckled and bent over, gnawing slightly at the boy's earlobe. Sukiyaki could hear the sound of the knife falling to the ground, the sound of metal making contact with stone echoing through the dungeon.

And then Reionlied penetrated him with his cock.

The pain was so sudden, so intense, Sukiyaki couldn't even scream. The man pulled the boy's body closely up to his own, driving his member through tender skin, breaking it on the way. In seconds the torturer had made his way all the way into the fragile body of the boy, his balls resting upon the boy's ass cheeks.

"Now the real fun begins", Reionlied grinned, before drawing his blood covered cock out of the boy, almost all the way. Then he thrusted inside him again, repeating this movement over and over, speed building up as the seconds turned into minutes, and Sukiyaki's cries of pain and despair slowly faded out into small sobs.

"This won't do", the torturer said after what seemed like forever. "I want to come into your mouth, slut!"

And he pulled himself out completely and brutally turned the boy around so that his face was pressed up against the pulsating cock.

"Suck it", the man ordered, and Sukiyaki, to exhausted to protest, obediently opened his mouth. Reionlied, very close now, didn't waste any time. He shoved himself into the warm mouth of the boy, panting heavily.

"Yes", he moaned, "taste your own blood, boy! Yes, that's good… Suck it! Yeah, that a boy… Yes!"

Sukiyaki tried desperately to shut out the man's words. Did he really have to infest his brain with that trash, wasn't the physical rape enough?

Reionlied came with a loud cry and pressed the boy's head closely to his body, forcing him to swallow the seed spewing out from the tip. It made Sukiyaki gag, but he didn't have much of a choice… When Reionlied had collected a bit more strenght, he pushed the boy away from him, kicking him in the stomach, sending him over the floor.

"Now…" the man panted, "Are you willing to tell me your friend's weak spots?"

Sukiyaki coughed, he knew he was squirming on the floor, in an extremely pathetic way, but he couldn't help himself. Somehow he had to put the pain aside, had to fight against this demon in order to protect his friends, and in order to protect the human race itself.

"I… won't … tell … you… a … GOD DAMNED THING!"

And he blacked out once more.

Somehow he knew the hand caressing his face belonged to Reionlied. He yanked his eyes opened, staring right into the eyes of the rapist.

"What do you…" he whispered. "What do you want…?"

"You still won't tell me, will you? Thought not. Well, I can see that you didn't like my courtship, boy… Maybe you'll like my friend better?"

"Your friend…?"

Reionlied stepped aside; the creature behind him became visible. Sukiyaki felt his breath getting caught in his throat. The thing wasn't human, it wasn't even humanoid. It was big, dark-skinned, slime seemed to cover it completely. Between it's legs, several tentacles writhed and wiggled, waiting for something to do.

"Meet my friend. He's a demon who happens to like your ugly species, human", Reionlied sniggered. "I'll let you two alone for a while, okay? Have fun…"

The man left.

The demon made its way towards the unprotected boy and the tentacles eagerly reached out for fresh, young flesh...

As Reionlied and the Elven woman entered the dungeon, the demon had left. The remains of the boy laid sprawled all over the floor, blood everywhere.

"The human brat is dead", Reionlied growled. "Look, the demon must have feasted on him after it was finished…"

"Didn't I tell you not to bring the demons into this?" the woman snapped. "They're unpredictable… Well, his friends are here soon… I'll take care of this."

"What will you do, my Queen?"

"You just wait and see… I'm going to do the boy a favor. I'm going to bring him back to life again."

*************

"… I don't believe you, Sukiyaki", Crescent whispered as he stared at the petite boy that was standing in front of them.

"You did that? You really did that, Yaken-kun?"

Sukiyaki could hear the plea in Love Star's voice.

"No", he cried out. "I didn't! I didn't betray you! She's lying!"

"She's not lying", Talon snarled. "She didn't say anything. She just showed us what you did, you didn't even... You didn't…"

The Elven Queen made a small gesture with her hand and the image was played up again in front of the boys.

The torturer closed in, whip in his hand. Sukiyaki struggled in his straps, and before Reionlied even had the time to hit him even once, he started sobbing, desperately:

`Please, don't hurt me! Don't hurt me, I'll tell you anything you want to know! Just don't hurt me…!'

And then he told Reionlied everything.

Talon walked over and hit Sukiyaki right in the face.

"I didn't like you before", he yelled, "but now I hate and despise you! Damned, fucking traitor!"

"But, it's not true… I didn't betray you…"

"You must be lying", Gentle Star sighed. "How would you otherwise explain the fact that you're completely unharmed?"

"This woman here, she healed me…"

"Liar", Destiny hissed. "Now why should she do that, huh?!"

"Because…"

Suddenly Sukiyaki felt fed up with everything. No one believed him, not even Love Star, his own twin brother. That hurt. That hurt the most, but he wasn't about to let it show.

In a haze of pain and confusion he fought alongside with the others, after a few hours defeating the Elves. Sukiyaki felt a strange satisfaction when his brother, Inferno Star, ran Reionlied through with his magical sword Star Dreamer.

Afterwards, not one of the teammates spoke a single word to him. He was fully ignored, he was treated like an outcast. He didn't belong anymore.

/But at least I know that I didn't tell. I know I gave my life, that creature killed me… But I didn't tell. When it comes down to it, I didn't tell a word…/

END