Title: Challenge
Author: tir-synni
Pairing: HaruYuki
Rating: PG
Warnings: Slight spoilers for the early manga

Challenge

And what are you going to do once you have me?

Black Haru clung to those words and refused to let go. Sohma Hatsuharu wished he would. Those words taunted him enough.

And what are you going to do once you have me?

It wasn't Haru's fault, really. Never before had Sohma Yuki said anything so remotely . . . permissive. Every other time Haru—particularly Black Haru—made such a comment, Yuki either ignored him or struck him. For the first time, Yuki had showed some sign of relenting, and Black Haru shivered in anticipation.

Don't just stand there, Yuki. Today you will be mine.

And what are you going to do once you have me?

Haru closed his eyes for a moment, hearing Kyou and Shigure cough and Honda Tohru fret over them downstairs. Tohru had been wearing herself thin bouncing between the pair and Yuki's room. Sickness had hit the Sohma family hard, especially those foolish enough to continuously wander out into the cold. Generously, Haru had offered to watch over Yuki, and he had almost been transformed into a cow for it. Haru wouldn't have minded, really, but it wasn't helping Kyou's health much when the cat was trying to claw Haru's eyes out.

But none of that mattered at that moment. Haru opened his eyes and looked down. All that mattered was the sleeping figure on the futon, Black Haru's obsession, and the fact that they were alone in Yuki's room.

And what are you going to do. . . .

Tenderly, Haru fingered Yuki's faintly flushed face. Yuki had walked around a bit earlier, but Tohru had excitedly shooed him back to bed, apologizing for her rudeness every third step. Yuki had only smiled gently at her and obligingly slipped between the sheets. Haru rested his hand on Yuki's forehead. It was for the best Yuki had lain back down. His fever wasn't quite gone yet.

. . . once you have me?

Haru studied that delicate face. To a desperate and lonely child, Yuki had seemed like an angel. He had asked what everyone seemed to take for granted (Are you stupid?) and listened when Haru had responded. Then he had turned and smiled and told Haru that he knew, that he understood.

Haru doubted Yuki comprehended what that meant to him. The Ox thought that, if Black Haru had been born of his hurt and frustration, White Haru existed for Yuki.

Of course, Black Haru wanted some of Yuki, too.

And what are you going to do once you have me?

Haru's fingers itched. He yielded a little and resumed touching Yuki's face. Oblivious, Yuki slept on.

He asked! Black Haru urged, and Haru felt his control slip a little. Haru's fingers grazed Yuki's lips. Even chapped from his cold, they were still lovely to Haru. He's never asked before!

No, he hasn't, Haru agreed, eyes darkening.

No matter how many times Haru said it, Yuki never seemed to believe him. What if he finally was? What if—

And what are you going to do—

Haru's control wavered.

once you have me.

And snapped.

Aroused, Black Haru licked his lips. "I'll show you," he whispered huskily, "what I'll do to you." Yuki had asked for it. He had wanted to know; he had been ready. A delightful shiver raced up Black Haru's spine. Finally, this beauty was his. Yuki was finally his. White Haru hesitated a little, but Black Haru roughly shoved him away.

Sliding his fingers away from Yuki's lips to grip his shoulder, Black Haru leaned down. "Yuki," he whispered.

Bam!

Sprawled on the floor and holding his bloody nose, Haru stared disbelievingly at the drowsy Yuki. "G' 'way, 'Gure," Yuki mumbled, shifting under the covers. "Sleepin'." A moment later, Yuki was fast asleep again.

Haru touched his bruised nose. "Not when sleeping," he said aloud. "Right."

Only one thing to do then, Black Haru decided. At school!