four seasons

After the two had left, Rizia put on a long coat to journey out onto the beach, sighing happily at the ocean breezes ruffling his long hair. The sand was soft and cool to his feet as he settled down on the sands. It was as if he was waiting for something, or someone, to arrive.

"Are you looking for someone?" In the small waves beside Rizia emerged a stunning creature with the upper body of a normal male, golden locks, gemmed eyes and a toned front, while his tail was of a fish's though more marvelous in tint, more efficient in travel, more breath-taking in sight.

"Ah...yes....well, I was waiting for you, actually," replied the enchantress with a blush. "I have never seen a creature such as you before...I was curious..." he went closer to approach the merman.

"Curious?" The merman looked amused in his smile, admiring the beauty of the human. He had never came across one of such charm in all his life.

"Yes. I've heard stories of merpeople when I was a child...I wanted to see it for myself..." Rizia said with a nod. "Won't you sit down beside me and converse?"

"Gladly, charming mistress." He pulled himself out of the bank and onto the land. To avoid feeling abandon from the sea or vice versa, a fraction of his tail remained within the azure liquid. "Shall I bother you for your proper title?"

"My name is Rizia~ and you are?" The sorcerer smiled, shyly inching closer to the other male. For some reason, he seemed drawn to this creature. He was handsome, indeed, and infinitely enchanting. At least for him, he was.

"Yohji," he replied with emphasis on the bond between the o, h and j. "I must say," he had not noticed how much closer Rizia had drawn, "I have not witnessed a creature as fair as you. You must be an enchantress."

"Well, yes, I am..." Rizia chuckled. "I come from a family of enchantresses, but I am the youngest."

"Oh? I can say too that I am of a family of merpeople but not many of my elders and siblings remain." The awkward silence spanned a few seconds long and Yohji noted how the sun had begun to hide itself behind mountain peeks. "I see you are sitting on these shores daily...Are you always waiting for me?"

"Yes...always..." At that moment, the brunette made eye contact with Yohji, a deep blush rising on his cheeks. "You're quite something else, you know..."

Heart thumping somewhat faster for reasons unbeknownst to the merman, Yohji shook his head, tearing his own steady gaze on Rizia away. "I am but a person of the sea..."

"So? I am but a mortal..."

Yohji shrugged, forgetting what he meant by his statement. Either way, he could not have such a bond with a land-treading being - a creature with legs.

Rizia left the beach that day with something more than infatuation in his heart. However, as the days went by, he found himself thinking more and more of Yohji, and less about his work. Even as he was working on Takeo's outfit, he couldn't concentrate. He only yearned to sink into the merman's warm embrace and kiss him passionately.

On the other hand, Yohji felt as though he were leading a second life when he parted from the sea to enjoy time with Rizia. He did, in honesty, enjoy the time spent with the sorcerer but worried, knowing he gave up a piece of his heart, to his "charming mistress", each time they were together. It was thrilling, the thought of such a bond, and persuing it was something else indeed but what if the relationship asked too much of Yohji in the end?

"So, tell me about life in the sea..." asked the human as he lounged around with Yohji one afternoon. Rizia had enough courage to lean into Yohji, resting his head on his shoulder. Being an enchantress, he spent most of his life in solitude, only coming down from his chambers whenever a visitor came by.

"It's much different than life on land, that is for sure..." He began giving descriptions of the various utensils used in eating, in grooming, hunting, migrating to the topic of construction of homes, the people, lifestyles and social structures. "Much different than those who walk these sandy lands."

"I see...how do you procreate, then?" It was a question that had been nagging him at the back of his mind ever since he was informed of the legend of the merpeople. Did they use potions or pray to the gods?

Yohji sensed the question would arrive sooner or later. "It's somewhat complicated..."

"Oh, tell me! I am most curious and wanting to know..." Rizia's eyes sparkled in amusement.

"Well..." Smiling inwardly, Yohji took Rizia's head and placed it in his lap, stroking the human's soft locks. He attempted to decipher the ritual, how the female simply produced eggs during a certain age in her life and the male was to veil these eggs with his sperm, not to mention protect and nurture them as they developed. He went on, noticing not how dark and velvet-like the sky had become.

"Mmm..." Yohji's fingers in his hair felt good, and Rizia couldn't help the purrs that escaped his pale throat. Eventually, as Yohji's explanation came to an end, he noticed the change in the sky's demeanor, and pointed it out to his companion. "It seems like a storm is coming. Do you have to go?"

"I do not wish to part but I shouldn't keep myself from the sea much longer..."

"Of course..." Rizia sat up straight once more, but he didn't let Yohji leave without a kiss. "Be safe..."

The merman felt as if he were in a trance and thus liscensed himself to return the kiss in a loving manner. "I will be..." he assured his mistress before pulling back into the sea.

Unfortunately, Rizia was unable to return the next day for he came down with a fever from staying out too long. It turned out that he had been sheltered for too long, and his body was not used to being outside for long periods of time. The sea and its breezy weather had taken a toll on his body, and he found himself unable to do much except to rest.

Without knowledge of this, Yohji returned to the shore at their arranged time for each day of the following week, disheartening with each visit. Was a kiss all that the enchantress had wanted? Was his mistress upset with him? Had he wronged in some facility? Befuddled, Yohji returned to the ocean's depths, wishing to take his mind off of Rizia.

After a week had passed, it was determined that Rizia be permitted to go out if he wished once more by the doctor. However, he was advised not to stay out for too long. It was with great guilt and anxiety that he rushed to the shore, waiting for Yohji to come. He desired to apologize and explain his recent sickness. How he wished he would never leave the merman's side.

It was early the next day that Yohji found his mistress asleep on the sand dunes by the water. The pain which had inflicted his soul once had now subsided, becoming a thing of the past once he laid eyes on Rizia. He rushed to his aide, stroking the tangled tresses from his facade. "Rizia...." he lightly shook the male, taking up his lips in order to wake him.

"Ah..." Feeling familiar lips on his own, the brunette urged himself to wake, his eyes opening slowly, lips curling up into a smile once he saw who it was. He thought it would be heaven if he could wake up like this everyday, no longer alone and lonely. "Yohji...gomen (sorry)...I...I was sick for the past week..."

“I was lonely without you..." he countered, holding the sorcerer close. "Could you not have created a remedy for yourself...?"

"It was a high fever...I had a hard time even getting up..." he explained, sighing in bliss as he laid his head on Yohji's chest. "But you're here now...and that's all that matters..."

Overwhelmed he, the merman, was from the passion of the heart. Blossomed it did with a new kind of love that translated into physical contact. His caged organ's beating increased. "Rizia...could you..." Yohji admitted to himself of owning an elevating desire to touch and feel about this human and thus continued with, "Could you transform me into a human? A creature with legs..?" His hand found its place in the sorcerer's hair, untangling non-existent knots.

Rizia's eyes widened as the other's words sank into his mind, and he blushed profusely. But then, a nagging in his mind began. If he did as his lover requested, it would be a permanent change. There would be no going back. "Are...are you sure about this? The change will be permanent..." he looked up at Yohji. "You will miss the sea, and we will both be miserable..."

The sea creature mulled over this. "I am forever capable of returning to the sea if I please, simply to visit...But without the human physique I am incapable of making love to you besides tender kisses and affectionate touches..."

"Make...make love to me?" Rizia's blush deepened, the beating of his own heart drowning out the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

"Yes...but if it is not what you wish for then..."

"No! I...I want it too..." the brunette reassured him with another kiss.

The ends of Yohji's mouth turned up in a smile as he pressed his lips back to Rizia's. "Then...will you cast your spell on me, charming mistress?" In a sing-song voice he purred into the enchantress's ear.

"Y-yes..." Pulling away from the other, the brunette took out his pendant of tiny multi-colored gems as he whispered small chants and incantations. The effect was immediate.

His jeweled tail had parted, formed toes at the fins after feet and gradually developed muscled legs. The structure of his waist inclined between his thighs to form a perfectly tanned V which was hidden from sight with stripes of seaweed. He gasped in amazement at the truly immediate effect.

"Nice..." Rizia commented with a purr. His fingers brushed away the seaweed gently to reveal the proof of his masculinity.

"Truly unfair..." Yohji smirked at his mistress. "Completely bare I am while you continue to remain so modest and garmented..." He took his turn in revealing the other's flesh, peeling away his embroidered robes.

"Then undress me..." Rizia laid back as he watched Yohji dispose him of his clothes until he too, was naked. "Make love to me, Yohji..."

"With pleasure, my love..." Yohji had his Rizia straddled and submissing to him in a moment's notice while he executed what was known as fucking. From afar, as the fates had it, Yamato caught a glimpse of the sight, sighing to himself in sheer misery.