I don't think I've been this excited about a fanficiton sinse, well, EVER! (huge grin) Seriously, I'm completely in love with this story and it's only the first chapter! Does that make me lame? Everyone: Yes. Yes it does.
Okay, funny story. So I asked C-kun what I should title this (he's good at these sort of things, he named I'm Hooked after all) and he suggested:
Panic! At The Whore House
I thought I was going to die from laughing.
Anyway, there are a few things you need to know about this story:
1. You CAN put this on alert, this is not a one-shot, so by all means watch it!
2. HOWEVER, that does not mean I will tolerate reviews saying "update soon plz". If you're going to review me that way please add a little more than that. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yuki, Kyo, Hatsuharu, Kagura or anything pretaining to Furuba. I'm merely borrowing them for my own amusement, muahaha!
Enjoy chapter one!
It was midnight, the chill autumn air blowing dead leaves across the pathways that ran throughout the courtyard of an all boys university. As it was a Friday night screams of "DRINK! DRINK! DRINK!" could be heard from some of the dorm rooms, occasionally someone would stumble into through one of the windows with a lampshade on his head.
However, through one window two boys could be seen simply looking through text books and making notes, occasionally asking a question of the other. The boy currently sitting on his bed with a calculus text book open on his lap paused to brush his orange fringe out of his eyes. This boy's name is Kyo and he's studying for his mid-term exam the following Monday.
"Can't someone make them shut up!" He nodded at the door to his room, behind which people running up and down the corridor before crashing into each other and swearing loudly could be heard. The other boy, Hatsuharu, looked up from his notes.
"I wouldn't bother, once they start getting sick they'll shut up," said Haru sagely. Kyo shook his head and tried to keep studying, but it was no good, he couldn't concentrate.
"Whatever," replied Kyo, kneading his forehead with the tips of his fingers in a distressed sort of way.
"You look like you could use a break," said Haru, closing his book. "You wanna go get a drink?" Kyo shook his head.
"I don't feel like it right now."
"What's up?" asked Haru, crossing the room to come sit on the bed next to Kyo. "If you're stressed about exams, why not do something to take the pressure off?" Haru said, innocently enough.
"What are you talking about?" Demanded Kyo.
"Call Kagura, go to her house and get laid, what else would I be talking about?" Replied Haru bluntly.
"No, I can't deal with Kagura right now," said Kyo, annoyed. Kagura was Kyo's girlfriend, and she was more than a little obsessed with him and their relationship. Though Kyo tried, he couldn't find the same enthusiasm, which would often put pressure on him when they were together so he would get irritable.
"Well," said Haru, putting his arm around Kyo's shoulders. "I'm here for you if you want-" but Kyo cut him off.
"I like girls, Haru, sorry," he said, pushing Haru's arm away. Haru rolled his eyes.
"Denial is a difficult stage."
"What?"
"Nothing." Haru ran his fingers through his hair, thinking. He evidently came to his decision because he walked over to the desk underneath the window on the side of the room facing the door and picked up his wallet. He took out a twenty and two tens and turned around to face Kyo. "Here's forty bucks, go buy yourself a girl." Kyo stared at him in disbelief.
"You've got to be kidding me! I'm not screwing some whore!" Haru pressed the money into Kyo's hands.
"Why not? It's sex with no strings attached. You get your stress taken care of for a while without dealing with Kagura, what's the problem?" Haru asked.
"No, Haru!" Said Kyo forcefully.
"It's some whore or me, pick."
"Neither! I have a girlfriend!"
"Yeah, who you don't want to see. Some girlfriend..."
Ten minutes later Kyo found himself leaving the campus, pulling his jacket closer around him, Haru's money clutched in his hand. He wasn't even sure what had made him agree to this, he wasn't feeling sexually frustrated or anything. But, he had to admit it was better than listening to his drunken school mates make idiots of themselves outside his dorm while trying to study all the while avoiding room mate molestation. He shivered as he continued through town, following directions Haru had given him, though how or why he knew them Kyo thought it better not to ask.
Quicker than he thought he would get there Kyo found himself at the door of a large and brooding Victorian house in a run down part of town. Kyo shook himself mentally, what was he doing there, he didn't belong at a place like this, but, for some reason, he pushed the door open, stepping into a small and dimly lit entrance. He was greeted by a grubby looking man about a head shorter than himself with small, blood shot eyes and greasy hair.
"You want a good time?" He said in a low, gravelly voice.
"Um, yes?" Kyo said uncertainly, still having absolutely no idea why he was there.
"Right, come this way," he said, smiling and revealing yellow teeth. He led Kyo out of the tiny foyer and into a much bigger room still barely lit with a big desk in the centre. Behind it was something like a billboard with photos pushpinned to it. Upon closer inspection Kyo saw they were pictures of young men and women. "Pick anyone you like, they're all the same price," the man said. Kyo looked at the photos, not really taking any interest until he saw one in the top left corner that caught his eye. A girl with shorter purple hair and eyes, smiling almost sadly.
"That one," said Kyo quietly, pointing to the photo. The man sneered at him.
"Ah, all right, follow me." Kyo followed him up the staircase and along a hallway until they got to a room halfway along the corridor. The man knocked on the door. "You have a customer!" He yelled before opening the door and pushing Kyo inside, slamming the door and locking it. The girl from the photo was sitting on her knees in the middle of the room next to a large bed up against the wall, facing away from the door out the window. She turned when she heard Kyo being shoved into the room, her purple eyes narrowed inquisitively. Her thin frame was dressed in a man's kimono embroidered with cherry blossoms, an odd combination Kyo thought.
"Are you my costumer?" She asked.
"Oh, um, yeah, I am," Kyo said awkwardly. She looked up at him.
"What's your name, then?"
"K-kyo-"
"Kyo, I'm Yuki. How much money do you have?" Her voice sounded tired, almost bored, as if she did this all the time.
"Forty dollars, but I, don't know how much that'll get me." She thought for a second.
"Two blow jobs or anal, you pick." Kyo was taken aback slightly, "anal?" But he said nothing. Yuki sighed, stood up and walked over to him. "But remember," she whispered, pressing herself against him, "you can do whatever, you like to me..." She kissed Kyo on the lips, pushing him up against the door and slipping her tongue into his mouth. Kyo was stunned at how good it felt, her warm soft lips moving against his, her hands gently caressing his chest, her hips pressing into his own. He groaned a little and kissed her back, wrapping his arms around her and running his fingers up and down her back. She pulled away and, taking him by the hand, pulling him over to the bed and pushed him back onto it. Standing in front of it she slowly began to undo it, letting the shoulders fall away.
Kyo, expecting to see small breasts covered in lacy lingerie was shocked. In the place of a soft, feminine torso were broad shoulders and a muscular but narrow chest leading down to the V created by the hip bones, all the rest still covered by the kimono. "Wait, you're a, guy!" Kyo stammered loudly. Yuki cocked his head to one side.
"Well, yeah," he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Then he seemed to understand. "Oh God, I'm sorry, this, happens a lot. If you want you can see if a girl is available." Kyo didn't really hear any of that, he was still trying to get over the initial shock of kissing another guy and, and liking it! Maybe he should have just stayed in his room and made out with Haru. "Kyo?" Kyo was jerked out of his thoughts by Yuki saying his name to get his attention, right up close to his face.
"Um, I, ah," Yuki put his fingers on Kyo's lips.
"Listen, I'd like to make at least a little money tonight, so do something, okay!" Yuki said, exasperated.
"But I'm not gay!" Insisted Kyo. Yuki looked back at him, clearly disbelieving. "I have a girlfriend!"
"Then why are you here when you can just screw her for free?" Yuki asked bitterly.
"I, that's..."
"You needed to get laid but it never quite felt right with her, right?" Yuki said sounding bored now. Without waiting for Kyo's reply he said, "yeah, thought so. Now, do you want something from me or not?" Kyo tried and failed to say something. "Look, I'll give you head, okay? Twenty, payment upon completion, is that okay?"
"Hey wait a minute, I-" Yuki forced him onto his back and went down onto his knees, undoing Kyo's pants and pulling them down. "No, stop! I don't want, want, thissssaaah!" Kyo's pleas for Yuki to stop suddenly turned into gasps as Yuki placed kisses along his stomach and inner thighs, the sensations rushing right into his fast growing need.
"I think you definitely want this," Yuki breathed into the base of Kyo's arousal before dragging his tongue up the length. Kyo moaned and arched his hips up, urging Yuki to continue, which he did, sucking hard on the tip before taking it almost painfully slowly into his mouth, centimetre by centimetre plunging Kyo into a state of complete bliss. He cried out each time Yuki's talented mouth stopped for a second to ever so lightly bite down into the sensitive flesh, gripping the sheets on either side of him. His hips jerked up of their own accord when he felt himself completely inside the warm, moist cavern, then the warmth began to slide up and down.
"Oh God, ah! M-more, YuKI! AH!" Sweat began to glisten on Kyo's flushed face as Yuki began to speed up. Kyo could feel Yuki breathing hard through his nose, the air cooling his need for a second before it was swallowed into the sweet warmth again. It was as Yuki grazed his teeth up his whole length that Kyo came, crying out in a desperate moan. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply, his grasp of the world around him slowly returning. He sat up, Yuki was still on his knees, looking off into space. Kyo suddenly realized his pants were halfway down and did them up again, blushing a little for some reason. Yuki turned to look at him, and Kyo, blushing even more deeply saw white splashes all around his mouth and nose. "Ah, I'm sorry," he tried to say. "Let me," he reached into the pocket of the jacket he was still wearing and pulled out a tissue, intending to wipe it off, but Yuki placed his hand on Kyo's wrist, pushing it away, making Kyo's face burn.
"It's okay, I'm used to it," said Yuki, but the tone of his voice clearly said he was surprised and grateful.
"Oh um, right," Kyo muttered. "I owe you, twenty, right?"
"Ten."
"What? But before you said it was-"
"Ten," Yuki cut him off again. Kyo's eyes narrowed.
"Um, okay, ten then. Here." He reached into the other pocket of the jacket, pulled out a ten and handed it to Yuki. Yuki smiled weakly.
"Thanks, you can let yourself out." Yuki stood up and so did Kyo. He walked to the door but paused for a second. Yuki was still watching him, he could tell without turning around. Kyo's hand reached for the doorknob, but it felt awkward just leaving like that, he wanted to do, something, but wasn't sure what. Shaking his head he opened the door and left, shutting it quietly behind him. He stood outside the door for a moment, half wanting to go back inside and half wanting to get away from this place as fast as he could. He chose the second option and walked quickly along the hallway, down the stairs and out the door, breaking into a run as the cool night air washed over his face which was still a little sweaty and hot with a blush.
Kyo ran all the way back to his university campus before he stopped, leaning against a lamp post on the sidewalk outside the gates, suddenly feeling nauseated. He'd just enjoyed getting his cock sucked by a prostitute, a male prostitute at that! What had Haru muttered under his breath before he'd left? Something about denial? "But, I have Kagura! I have a girlfriend!" Kyo said fiercely into the night. Then he suddenly felt the horrible sensation of something rising up into his throat and he pressed his hand to his mouth to keep himself from throwing up. "Kagura..." He thought, swallowing. "She'll kill me! But I knew she'd kill me for this even before I did it, so, why didn't that stop me!" Kyo couldn't hold it in any longer and he threw up onto the pavement, then gasping, he leaned against the lamp post again, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, grimacing in disgust.
"Ugh!" He uttered, trying not to be sick again. Shaking his spinning head he walked slowly back to his now quiet dorm. He reached his door and opened it. The lights were off, it looked like Haru had gone to sleep already or had decided to join everyone partying outside. Either way Kyo didn't care much. He staggered over to his bed and collapsed onto it, falling asleep instantly.
So what do you think, is it awful? I don't think so, but it's so un-Lady Tzahra I'm worried. Alliviate my worries, please?
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