The Underworld's Sunshine (SakuAtsu Godly AU)

Two Gods Fallen

Atsumu traced Kiyoomi's jaw with the tips of the fingers of his free hand, the latter's obsidian green eyes watching the movement carefully.

"Omi... Can I do somethin' crazy?" He asked softly.

Kiyoomi blinked, his gaze settling on Atsumu's soft lips, "That depends on what you plan to do," he answered.

Atsumu pulled his wrist out of Kiyoomi's gentle grasp and cupped his cheek softly while he let his other hand trail into Kiyoomi's hair. Atsumu leaned closer and pulled Kiyoomi towards him. Kiyoomi let him, the jackal mask long forgotten and lying on the dark red grass next to them. Kiyoomi's grip tightened on Atsumu's hips as the god of summer connected their lips into a soft, gentle kiss. Atsumu pulled away after a minute for them to catch their breath. He slumped down against Kiyoomi's chest, and he could hear the pounding of the lord of the Underworld's heart against his ribcage.

It was a few minutes of silence before Kiyoomi spoke, "I think that is acceptable," he chuckled, "Though it was pretty crazy..." He added with a whisper.

Atsumu smiled and snuggled into Kiyoomi's chest while Kiyoomi rubbed calming circles onto his back, "It was, wasn't it?" He giggled, "But I'd like to do somethin' even crazier..." He added softly with more serious suggestive tone as he looked up at Kiyoomi through long earthy-brown eyelashes.

Kiyoomi hummed, and tightened his hold around Atsumu's waist. The god of summer yelped when they fell back into the shadows, his hold on Kiyoomi's shirt tightening painfully. Kiyoomi only shushed him and placed a kiss on his forehead.

Kiyoomi stepped out of the shadows holding Atsumu, who had his legs wrapped around the lord of the Underworld's waist. They were in Atsumu's room, and Kiyoomi gently put him down on the bed, letting him land softly on the cotton sheets. Atsumu propped himself up on his elbows to see Kiyoomi beginning to clip on his jackal mask.

"Omi...?" Atsumu asked wearily, "What're ya doin'?"

Kiyoomi looked over and immediately took his mask off when he saw the nervous look on Atsumu's face. Kiyoomi dropped the mask and moved towards Atsumu who was still lying on the bed. Kiyoomi moved to the edge of the bed and kneeled onto the bed with a knee between Atsumu's slightly spread legs. Kiyoomi's hands landed on either side of Atsumu's head as the latter fell back against the bed.

Kiyoomi hovered over Atsumu, and he leaned down to kiss the god of summer until he was a panting mess below him. Kiyoomi grinned at the string of saliva that connected their lips while Atsumu lied beneath him, looking up at him, wide-eyed and in a flushed daze of heavy breathing.

Kiyoomi leaned down to whisper in Atsumu's ear, "As much as I'd like to show you how much I love you, Atsu, there's few things I have to do first," he said.

Atsumu closed his eyes and gasped lightly as Kiyoomi kissed the skin right beneath his ear before he pulled away completely and grabbed his mask off the floor. Meanwhile, Atsumu sat up on the bed and tried to calm his rapidly beating heart while he watched Kiyoomi.

Kiyoomi looked back at him and smiled, leaning down to kiss him one last time, "Don't worry, Sunshine," he said, "I'll be back soon. I'm not going to leave you alone down here," he promised.

Atsumu blushed at the new pet name but nodded and Kiyoomi smiled. Kiyoomi put his jackal mask on and slipped backwards into the shadows. When he stepped out of the darkness of the shadows, he was standing in the midst of a snowy tundra. It was dark out and the aurora of lights swirled above him. The arctic had gotten much colder since he was last there, but nevertheless, Kiyoomi easily made his way through the snow towards the light in the distance. A large palace made entirely of blue ice rose into the sky at the foot of a large mountain that loomed over Kiyoomi like the daunting pits of Tartarus.

Kiyoomi steeled his nerves and made his way to the gates, immediately recognizing the two Boreads, Kei and Lev, at the gate, their massive purple wings flapping slowly behind them. As Kiyoomi approached the gates, the Boreads' spears crossed in front of him.

"State your business," commanded the blonde Boread, Kei.

Kiyoomi rolled his eyes, "I seek an audience with Osamu," he said plainly.

The Boread with emerald green eyes, Lev, smirked, "And what does the god of the Underworld have to talk about with the god of winter?" He mused.

Kiyoomi hummed and sent them a death glare so severe, it could only come from the lord of the Underworld himself, "His brother."

Just like that, the Boreads moved out of Kiyoomi's way and let him through the gates, "Shimizu will lead you to the throne room," Kei informed as Kiyoomi walked past.

With a nod of thanks, Kiyoomi left the Boreads behind and moved through the courtyard to the palace. He spotted Shimizu, goddess of snow, sitting in the courtyard and walked up to her.

"Shimizu," he greeted, "Kei and Lev said that you could direct me to the throne room," he said, not really leaving any room for argument.

"Kiyoomi," Shimizu greeted, eyeing him cautiously, "Right this way..."

Kiyoomi nodded and Shimizu stood up, her icy aura hitting Kiyoomi full-force, but the god of the Underworld didn't even flinch. It was nothing compared to the power of Atsumu's voice.

Shimizu led him through the corridors of the ice palace. Everything was cold to the touch and Kiyoomi found himself missing Atsumu's warmth the moment he stepped into the throne room. Shimizu was in front of him, but he could clearly see the image of Osamu, god of winter, sitting on his throne. Osamu's ice cold glare sent shivers down Kiyoomi's spine, but once again, having experienced the crushing sadness of Atsumu's voice, the god of the Underworld did not let it faze him.

"Osamu," Shimizu greeted and Osamu's icy blue gaze flickered over to her, "The god of the Underworld requests an audience with you," she informed.

Osamu nodded and turned his gaze back to Kiyoomi, "Leave us, Shimizu," he commanded, and Shimizu did as told.

The doors to the throne room slammed closed behind Kiyoomi, sending a waft of icy wind rushing down Kiyoomi's spine, and the lord of the Underworld graciously returned Osamu's glare, "Kiyoomi, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

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