Of Rainy Days and Jealousy
Well, like mentioned before I came to love the pairing. Really. There's not enough love for those two.
I believe they weren't named until now either, but if I'm mistaken, please tell me. Or help finding a name for that matter.
Anyway, if you don't like this pairing, don't read the story, as simple as that. I don't want any review complaining about that. We are all grown up enough for that, right?
Have fun reading this!
~love, Akemi-Hime
Disclaimer: Don't own PoT. Never have and if a miracle doesn't happen never will.
It was one of those days in life Niou was thrown out of his bed by his younger brother, rain had suddenly started pouring down on him on his way to school and morning practice was hell.
Not only had Akaya picked a fight with him – and, no, it had NOT been his fault, even though Sanada had made him run extra laps for the incident – but Yukimura wasn't there. Not that personal matters would have mattered here, but it set Niou in a foul mood nonetheless.
Accidentally forgetting where his English classes took place, he found a spot at the empty astrology corridor to rest from his intensive search for the classroom, looking out of the window.
But there was nothing fun about watching rain fall down out of grey clouds on a grey town, so deciding to honour his class with his attendance he turned around and stopped in mid-step seeing Yukimura standing under that tree in the school yard.
With Sanada.
His eyes narrowed dangerously.
Yukimura was leaning casually at the tree trunk and Sanada was fawning about him as usual. But...was that a fond smile on his Bouchu's lips? Weren't Sanada's cheeks the tiniest shade of pink?
Something in Niou's brain had a blackout then and the next thing he knew was that he was stomping through the rain towards the boys.
Sanada opened his mouth to reprimand him for skipping classes, but the Trickster growled at him, stomping past him. Yukimura had this twinkling in his eyes, that should have warned Niou, but his brain was still not functioning in the right way.
So the next thing he knew was that he was kissing Yukimura, snarling, teeth scraping soft lips and his tongue leaping out. When sense returned to him, he was breathing hard and not only the Bouchu was flushed a dark shade of red. Then Niou turned back to Sanada with a triumphant smirk and a glare that would have made even the stoic teen back away, hadn't he been shocked by their previous actions.
Yukimura finally took action himself now, bringing a bit distance between him and the trickster.
"My, my. You are the first one I know who could turn him into shock besides me. I think he will need therapy after he regains consciousness again." The amusement was not even hidden.
Niou growled, claiming the other boy's mouth once again.
"Mine. No touching." He said, making Yukimura chuckle.
"Jealousy suits you quite well for my liking." He purred. "But Genichirou was just telling me that the girl he liked actually confessed to him."