Welcome to my new story!

I don't know what KyoAni is doing to me, but even though I really am busy I can't restrain myself from writing another fanfic..

This time it's kyoukai no kanata! I just fell in love with Hiroomi and Akihito :3

And yes, I wasn't sure whether it's written Hiromi or Hiroomi.. so I just settled for the latter

please forgive me if it's wrong! And also forgive me for any mistakes, english is not my mother tongue

I hope you enjoy it anyway! Thanks for reading!

Kyoukai no Kanata (or Beyond the Boundary) belongs to Kyouto Animation and I own no rights for it

Anything you want, Onii-sama

Hiroomi sat sulking in the literature club room and stared at the book in his hands without actually reading a word. From time to time he looked up to his sister, who just responded with derisive glares or punished him with ignoring him totally.

Why was she so cruel to him? All he did was sneaking into her bed at night, planning to wrap his arms around her and sleep next to her. Was that really a reason to beat him half dead, calling him creep and psycho and now treating him like that?

Only a few days ago Kuriyama Mirai had defeated the Hollow Shadow and Akihito had nearly killed him after turning into a youmu. Hiroomi's wounds haven't fully healed yet and all he wanted was some love and devotion from the person he loved. But Mitsuki only overwhelmed him with the opposite.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the literature club was unbearably awkward. Akihito hasn't shown up for days, he was lying in his bed, drowning in depressions allegedly.

He was feeling guilty for almost killing Hiroomi and knowing that, Hiroomi felt not too good as well. After all he had put himself into danger deliberately, risking death to keep Akihito alive.

All just for Mitsuki, of course, because she had asked him to do so. But still something inside him couldn't take the thought of Akihito suffering like that and wanted to comfort him, telling him everything was alright. Yeah, like hell he'd do that.

His own weird thoughts freaked him out himself and he tried everything to get them out of his head. Just as he had almost accomplished it, the door opened and a pale ghost with huge bags beneath the eyes floated into the room.

Hiroomi's hands were already reaching at his scarf, ready to strike once that creature made a funny move, but then he realized that that ghost was actually Akihito, looking like death warmed over.

Akihito flinched a bit at Hiroomi's sudden reaction and his eyes became even darker in sorrow. Oh no. Now he believed that Hiroomi wanted to be prepared to kill him when necessary, and of course that wouldn't cheer that pathetic guy up a bit.

He was only causing him even more pain. Mitsuki realized it as well and tried her best to drag Akihito away from him and distract him a bit. It was rare for her to be so caring, even she must be worried about him.

But he barely talked, he barely reacted. Maybe he also felt guilty towards her. Hiroomi watched them absent-minded. He didn't like the feeling he got when seeing him like that.

Yet still, maybe it was only his imagination, but he thought that the atmosphere in the room had changed with Akihito here. Hiroomi's body started feeling weird. Maybe because his cute, little sister was behaving so adorable and exaggerated nice. At least for her standards.

Not to him, sadly, but he could just imagine that he was in Akihito's place.

He wouldn't act that reluctant as Akihito did. He would enjoy Mitsuki's attention to the fullest. Somehow it annoyed him that that guy was so ungratefully. How could he deny Mitsuki's limitless kindness, which she only seemed to present to him?

Actually he didn't like that at all and he suddenly realized why. All he wanted was Mitsuki to see him the way he saw her. All he wanted was her by his side, that she cared so much about him as she cared about Akihito now. But he could never have that. It would always only remain unreachable for him.

But Akihito could. He could have it all so easily and now was ignorantly letting his chances pass, while Hiroomi could only dream about them.

This was just not fair. He refused to accept this.

"Today, Mitsuki is wearing pink Hello Kitty panties with small black ribbons", he pretended to mumble it, but it was still loud enough for Mitsuki and Akihito to hear.

His little sister turned high red in an instant and her eyes turned to those of a raging dragon.

"YOU FUCKING PERVERT!", she screamed while landing a perfectly aimed hit in the middle of Hiroomi's face.

The next moment she had already slammed the door and Hiroomi wiped the blood away.

Akihito stared at him startled, disbelieving that Hiroomi had just said that. Well, there had surely been some less painful ways to get Mitsuki out of the room, but this was the first one he had come up with.

Without wasting another thought about what just had happened, he stood up and walked over to Akihito.

"A-Are you alright?", Akihito stuttered.

Reading his expression, he was clearly intimidated, maybe even terrified. Well, judging by how furious Hiroomi was, he possibly looked pretty frightening now.

"How can I be alright?", he stopped a few inches before Akihito and glared at him, "You almost killed me. Again. Or don't you remember, Akkey?"

Akihito's eyes became darker and sad. Hiroomi had never planned to say something like that. He had resolved to forget about this, just acting like nothing had happened. So why was he bringing this up now?

"I.. I don't remember.. but I know.. I..", Akihito stared at the desk, trying to find the right words, "I'm sorry..."

"Look me into the eyes!", Hiroomi grabbed Akihito's chin rudely and dragged his face up, forcing him to lock his eyes with his.

Seeing those guilty, desperate eyes, something changed in Hiroomi. Some weird feeling overcame him, but he couldn't identify it.

"Hiroomi.. please..", Akihito could barely talk because Hiroomi held his chin so tightly.

"It's senpai!", he hissed.

In this moment he got an idea. The moment it came to his mind, he didn't think about how weird it was, how despicable. He didn't think at all, he just did what he felt.

"Do you realize how much you owe me?", Hiroomi let go of Akihito's chin and his voice became a bit softer.

"I know..", Akihito was still confused and frightened.
It was a bit funny. The mighty, immortal half youmu was afraid of him.

"What do you plan to do to make up for it?"

Akihito squinted his eyes, like he was fearing to get hit.

"Anything you want, Hiroomi-senpai!", he uttered reluctantly.

Wow, he must truly feel guilty. To think that he was saying exactly what Hiroomi wanted to hear. This was going more smoothly than expected.

"Call me Onii-sama!", Hiroomi said, unable to hide the fact that he really enjoyed that situation.

"W-what?!", now Akihito was freaked out. His eyes were huge and his cheeks blushed slightly.

And it only became worse, when he noticed that Hiroomi was actually bowing over the desk and his face was only inches away from his.

"What are you waiting for? 'Anything you want, Onii-sama!'"

Hiroomi smirked in anticipation. Akihito gulped. He realized that he had no choice.

"Anything you want, Onii-sama!", he finally whispered.

Just when he had brought the last letter over his lips, they got sealed by others.

Without any word of warning, Hiroomi put his lips on Akihito's and closed his eyes. When he drew back again, he blew the words "This is what I want" on Akihito's cheeks.

As he opened his eyes again, he was looking in a face, almost shocked to death and glowing in a ridiculous color. It was at the same time high red and snow white.

"Hi-hi-hi-hi..", Akihito was now even unable to speak Hiroomi's name.

Maybe he wasn't that convinced of Hiroomi's perfect plan. But wasn't it just brilliant? There was no denying that he was sexually frustrated and he had someone who owed him something. So all what was left was counting one and one together, right?

Well, yes, that someone was a guy, but Hiroomi knew Akihito's waist inside out and it was still marginal. So what about it? Ok, maybe it wasn't the nicest thing to do, but it had its benefits for Akihito, as well.

Akihito jumped up from his chair with his shaking knees and nearly fell along with the chair. But he still managed to stumble back a few steps before landing on his butt.

Hiroomi simply jumped over the desk and walked towards him. Akihito drew back even further until his way was blocked by the wall. There he cowered like a cornered animal.

"No! No! No! What are you doing?!", his voice was nervous and broken.

"I'm doing what I always do. What I want!", with only few steps Hiroomi had approached him and kneed down before him.

"You can't be serious!", Akihito screamed. "And this.. this was.."

"Your first kiss, huh?", Hiromi grinned mischievously, crawled closer to him so there legs were crossed and their faces as close as before.

"Don't worry about it. It won't be your last."

With those words he kissed him again, more tender, more oppressive. Akihito didn't resist. How far could he go? How far did he even want to go?

Strangely enough this didn't feel disgusting at all. It actually felt really good. There was this urge overcoming Hiroomi's body, making him licking across Akihito's trembling lips, forcing his tongue into his mouth.

Akihito still didn't fight back, no, he even moaned a bit. And those moans fed the lust growing inside Hiroomi to go on.

He even dared to open his eyes again, looking into Akihito's teary eyes. His face was deep red now, no traces of white or green or blue left. Was he enjoying this as well? Were his eyes begging for more? Or did Hiroomi just imagine things in this intoxication?

"No complaints?", he just wanted to make sure.

Akihito had to pant for air before he could answer.

"Well.. I said anything you want, right? If I can make up for putting you through all this trouble, then.. even if you're no bespectacled beauty..", Akihito's words got less and less understandable with every one he said.

Somehow Hiroomi didn't like that. Something was bothering him in the way Akihito reasoned. But after all he just had told him that he could do with him whatever he could think of. And this was no reason to be angry about.

Still, he felt like rage was building up inside him and he felt the urge to painfully devour Akihito completely. Only to make him regret his naïve trust.

And maybe he would have just done it if Kuriyama Mirai hadn't entered the room in this very moment.

"Wh-wh-what are you doing?!", she stuttered at the sight of the two guys sitting oddly close in the edge of the room. Her face was taking the color of her hair.

"Oh Akkey just dropped his pencil and I was trying to help him searching for it."

Hiroomi stood up and acted like he needed to brush of some dust. Akihito was sitting in the edge for another few moments, with a dumbfounded look on his face, until he managed to stand up with his trembling knees.

"I guess you have to go home, right? I'll keep searching and let you know when I find it. OK, Akkey?", Hiroomi did his best to weirdly stress his words, to make sure that he'd take the hint.

And judging by his glowing face, he had obviously understood.

"Y-yeah.. thanks, Onii-... Hiroomi-senpai!", Akihito was totally off and just hurried to get out of the room as quickly as possibly.

Hiroomi couldn't deny himself an amused chuckle as he licked across his lips with pleasure. This was going to be a lot of fun.

Thanks again for reading!

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