-DANISH PASTRIES-
Yukio frowned, now that was just obscene. Honestly. Rubbing his eyes he adjusted his glassed, surely he had seen it wrong.
Nope.
That was DEFINITLY a set of Danish pastries. Rin shifted to get a better look, Yukio smacked him.
"Stop looking!"
He hissed, Rin blushed.
"B-But it's so hard! I mean uh… um… It's so distracting!"
Rin fidgeted to hide his problem, and his stomach growled. Yukio refrained from rolling his eyes. Young artists these days had no sense of modesty nor did they know the meaning of: 'cover up'. It just so happened that they were passing a 'wearable food festival' courtesy of Mephisto who promoted this specific fiesta himself by wearing nothing but a large sausage from Germany over his privates. Talk about direct. But they were on a mission, they were searching for a demon that liked to possess food.
"For goodness sake Rin!"
Yukio yanked his twin brother round the corner and slammed him up against the wall, he wasn't jealous. Nope.
"What will it take for you to NOT be distracted? This is a MISSION, please concentrate!"
Yukio missed the sly smirk that crossed Rin's face as the half demon pulled him close to whisper:
"Two Danish pastries and you spread out over the bed."
Yukio flushed.
He hated Danish pastries now.
-TRACTOR-
Cows, Yukio decided were evil. Evil creatures that spawned drool, crap and other ungodly disgusting secretions. Not only had they crowded round him 'mooing' in interest, but one black and white dairy cow had had the nerve to start nibbling on his hair.
Yukio closed his eyes, picture perfect in his neutral outward appearance. But inside he was ready to pull his guns. But as much as he disliked cows right now, he wasn't about to start massacring innocents. Glowering inwardly Yukio sighed and cringed as he felt the cows' rank breath blow into his ear wetly, the drool in his hair was sticky and slowly drying to a crispy crust.
Oh god that was a disgusting thought.
But as quickly as the herd of cows had come and swarmed the young teacher, they were off, at a fast trot, mooing in alarm as a large purple tractor rolled out from behind the cowshed. Yukio breathed a sigh of relief as he climbed onto the large vehicle. Rin turned in the seat and grinned cheekily at him.
"Sexy."
Yukio flipped him off and grabbed the nearest bottle of water to start cleaning himself off from the dried spittle. Rin allowed the tractor to accelerate down towards the herd of cows.
"You failed Yukio, you need to BE the cow in order to find the demon. YOU HAVE TO MOO TO MAKE IT LEGIT!"
Yukio groaned.
He was so going to push Rin into that herd of cows, JUST to see how he liked it.
-COOKING SHOWS-
Rin paused, the whisk in his hand dripping cream all over the kitchen floor. What the hell was he watching? Shrugging he went back to beating the cream and sugar together as if nothing had happened.
Another moan.
What the fuck?
Rin looked up again, okay seriously. Staring hard at the screen Rin looked round for the source of the noise. He pulled a face before resuming his work. This cycle continued for another 20 minutes, and by the time Yukio arrived home, this was the scene he currently faced:
Rin red faced, staring, gaping at the small screen; his cute furry tail twisting into knots, his whisk and bowl of cream long forgotten as he watched the event playing out on the screen. Snapping out of his trance Rin noticed Yukio in the doorway, eyebrows raised.
Flustered Rin waved his hands about, his tail curling into adorable shapes behind his back in his discomfort.
"Y-Yukio! This… This doesn't look like what you think!"
Smirking Yukio picked up the DVD box, snorting he read the title out loud:
"'Sensual Delights: Kitchen Series'… rated M. Pray tell how on earth you managed to acquire a porno?"
Poor Rin. Yukio snickered. Poor Rin looked so scandalised.
"B-But, but I thought it was a cooking show! I-I honestly didn't…! SO THAT'S WHY HE WANTED TO SEE MY ID AT THE COUNTER! But yeah, it really isn't what it looks like!"
Smirking Yukio walked over to his twin, his right hand gently caressing Rin's tail. The porno still played out in the background as Yukio backed his brother into the kitchen counter.
"I think it's exactly what it looks like."
-HEAVY METAL-
Yukio tilted his head to one side, incredibly bored. He didn't understand how ANYONE could like heavy metal. It was crass, loud, obnoxious, depressing and screechy with prepubescent woes. It made Yukio want to bleed all over the concert hall floor.
Shura had forced him to come along to a Heavy Metal Music Concert Fair thing and she had even brought a bunch of girlfriends along. Leaving him to flail in the deep end. The cruel bitch KNEW he hated heavy metal with passion!
The brunette sighed with RELIEF as the current band: Death by Pillows, or something stupid like that FINALLY ended their thin song on a out of tune and wimpy wail. He however clapped, just because he did have manners.
The next band was announced:
The Exorcists
Yukio rested his head on his arms, whish rested in the railing in front of him. At least Shura had been kind enough to get places right in front of the stage where there was at least a bar to support his boredom. This band however caught his eye.
Unlike the previous bands who were bedecked in black make up or over dressed in leather, black and sharp metal objects; this one, The Exorcists, were dressed like a normal bunch of teenagers, jeans and trainers, t-shirts and smiles. The lead singer had a bright blue electric guitar; Yukio guessed from the shape and size that it was an Ibanez. But as soon as the Exorcists started playing Yukio knew that out of all the bands he had seen tonight, they were the best.
Their lyrics were meaningful; they were dark but clear enough to be seen as happy. Though it was heavy metal it was tasteful in the sense there were no overbearing guitar riffs filled with static and white noise. No insane drum solos that sounded more like a stampede of buffalo, the singer didn't even scream once. In fact his voice was gorgeous, it was so unfitting for heavy metal, but at the same time so suitable, soft rock vocals that went a bit like this:
And once you receive my prince's kiss,
You can see that in my mechan-ical heart…
Yo-u can see that,
We will see that,
I can be fr-ee from this song.
Like a clock-wo-rk man.
I can exorcise your- doubts,
I can rid all your worried pouts,
I can remove all your pain,
And your weary do not make me say it,
I can show you how the world, lights us up,
In every colour,
Cause you know you can make, (make)
Make this fuck-ing dream come true.
Yukio looked up into the bright blue eyes of the lead singer, he had shaggy blue black hair and a bright smile; his was breathtaking. Yukio was sold.
Later as he lent on the wall outside to get some air during the interval of the concert someone came up next to him and copied him; mirroring his pose. Turning to look Yukio saw it was the singer from the Exorcists.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Enjoying the show?"
Yukio shrugged and decided to be truthful.
"I wasn't, until you guys came on. I'm not a fan of heavy metal, came with a friend, well she dragged me here. But I really liked your song, what was it called?"
The other male grinned.
"Thanks! The song was called: Mechanical Zone. We were really nervous; it was our first time playing in front of such a huge crowd! I'm glad you liked us though! It means a lot, cause I kinda noticed you were staring a lot at me during our performance… I'm Rin by the way. "
"Yukio."
Yukio knew this was bad, he was undeniably falling for this attractive, young and talented musician whom he had only met just now. But judging by how Rin's pupils had blown up in size, the way he kept looking at Yukio's lips, a light flush on his cheeks, licking his own lips- out of habit or not; was what Yukio hoped meant that Rin wanted him too.
Neither moved but then when they did, both swore it was themselves who did first. As they parted with a gentle smack, Rin blushed and looked away, fiddling with his guitar pick.
"That… was my first kiss by the way…"
Yukio smiled, hopes soaring; he hoped he could be all Rin's firsts then. Capturing the bluenette musicians' gaze again, Yukio kissed him again. Rin broke it and a shy smile played on his lips:
"I have a new song… It's called Green Eyes."
Yukio couldn't help it. He kissed Rin again.
Once we meet our lives will change,
Green eyes you soothe the worries away,
But forget the clichés
Forget the romance,
Cause tonight baby it's you
Dear god you can take me
You took my first kiss
You took my first risk
You took every part of me that,
You made my world
I see it through,
Through your green eyes.
-FART-
Kuro stretched. He loved Sundays.
It was always warm and comfy snuggled up in between Master Rin and Master Yukio. They were so nice to him. Purring he settled on Rin's chest and nestled his head under Yukio's chin, his forked tail waving gently in content.
Kuro froze.
Hell no.
He shivered, cringing under the blankets. He was in for it now.
HE COULDN'T HELP THAT WARM COMFY PLACES MADE HIM HAVE GAS!
Rin stirred as did Yukio, their legs intertwining with each other which Rin's tail wrapped round his younger brothers' waist. Both looked down at the furry culprit in between them. The brunette glanced at Rin.
"Don't you dare say the cat did it."
Yukio growled, giving a pointed look at Rin. Rin scowled.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me. I know it was you."
Rin bared his fangs.
"Prove it."
Kuro curled up on a still warm pillow to fuzzily watch through his sleep haze as the two brothers fought. Yes, he loved Sundays.
-BANANA-
Yukio sighed and leant against the wall of the Academy, today he had decided that the Cram class needed a break and thus they were all out in the sunlight in the courtyard having lunch together. Shura and Konekomaru were playing with Kuro and Bon was doing some light reading, flicking through various religious texts to memorise.
Shiemi was with Izumo, the stern purple haired summoner had finally warmed up to the shy blonde girl and Yukio was thrilled that the two had become such close friends. The two girls chatted amiably in the cool shade, however Shima and Rin were off to the side giggling over something. Raising an eyebrow Yukio peered round Bon to see what they were doing.
Okay.
So it was a banana. Bananas in Yukio's opinion weren't THAT funny. Adjusting his glasses Yukio waited to see what they would do next.
Taking a sip of water Yukio nearly did a spit take. WHAT!
Renzou was NOT teaching Rin how to perform fellatio! Marching over to the two Yukio hauled them both up by the scruffs of their neck.
"Didn't your mothers ever tell you not to play with your food? And no inappropriate activities during school hours."
Fuck. Yukio couldn't help but stare as Rin slid the banana out of his mouth, slowly, eyes locked on Yukio's green, with a small, fanged smirk Rin purred:
"I know what kind of food I wanna play with~"
Yukio knew he was going to regret this.
"What?"
"Your big hard meat."
Yep. Yukio definitely regretted this. Rin was going to get a spanking later.
Stupid bananas.
Yukio willed away his hard on as he walked away, Rin was being sexy on purpose.
Stupid stupid bananas.
-AUTUMN-
Rin knew that he was being downright cheesy but secretly, inwardly he adored the time of the year when all the leaves turned to warm golds and oranges and browns before drifting in a magical swirls to the ground to create a thick carpet to pave the way for winter. Taking in a deep breath and releasing a small cloud of steam he allowed his tail sweep at some of the few dry leaves that had already started to fall.
Yukio was nearby reading his book on the bench; it was a creaky old thing and looked uncomfortable to sit in. But then again, Rin mused scratching his ear; Yukio could find almost anywhere comfy to sleep. Scuffing his foot he used his tail to scoop some leaves into the air, Kuro mewled and leapt after the spiralling objects, batting at them playfully, his rear in the air as he begged Rin to play some more. Rin grinned and crouched down to pick up the little demon cat, stroking the velvety fur gently. Kuro purred. Dropping his voice dramatically Rin whispered:;
"Kuro… want to bully Yukio?"
"Bully Yukio?"
"Yeah."
Kuro's large green eyes widened further, in a manner Rin found rather comical, stifling his chuckle he sent Kuro off as a distraction, after reassuring the feline they weren't really going to bully Yukio. Still kicking up leaves Rin watched as the familiar pawed at his younger twins' leg. Sighing without looking away from his book Yukio picked the little demon up onto his lap. Rin snickered as Kuro began to suck up to Yukio, purring loudly. Creeping up behind his brother Rin quickly scraped up some leaves and the early morning frost and dumped both down the back of the brunettes' jumper.
The effect was instantaneous and hilarious. With a strangle yelp Yukio shot off the bench and hopped about trying to dislodge the cold wet mulch sliding down his back. Rin stuffed the end of his scarf into his mouth trying to stop the giggles. Yukio straightened with a grumble, his green eyes fixed in on his older brother with laser precision. Rin gulped.
He didn't like a predatory look on Yukio's face.
It reminded him of when the brunette practiced with his guns in the shooting range, perfectly controlled, focused and unnervingly observant. Oh shit. Rin didn't want to turn tail and run because he knew whilst he was faster, Yukio was smarter and could outwit him in a game of strategy. But the way Yukio was stalking towards him with a purpose was SCARY!
"O-okay okay, stop! Seriously Yukio this isn't funny!"
Rin backpedalled but Yukio caught up to him in a few quick strides, nose to nose, their breaths mingled, freezing in the air. Rin bit his lower lip and attempted an innocent smile. Yukio cocked an eyebrow before stepping closer into the bluenette's personal space; Rin tensed up and just let out a small 'eep' as a warm hand slid up the back of his blazer. Frozen by the close proximity and Yukio's strangely captivating stare Rin relaxed.
Too bad.
Yukio let out a triumphant bark of laughter and dumped a handful of cold mud down Rin's neck in retaliation.
Rin screeched.
Yukio kissed him on the nose then the chin then the lips.
Rin stopped screeching.
-STRIPTEASE-
Rin wondered why he was here, he didn't do this sort of thing. Sure he LOOKED the type to do it but the fact was… he DIDN'T. Crossing his arms and taking a sip of water from his glass and setting on the table he raised an eyebrow at Shura who was busy crawling over others' legs to sit on Shimas' lap rather drunkenly. The pink haired male thought his birthday had come early as he flushed darkly, his lips parted in surprise and shock. Shura cooed drunkenly at the teen before turning back to the half demon. Rin picked up his glass again feeling awkward; it felt better when his hands were occupied.
"Lighten… Lighten up a bit Rwin… Ya… Ya actin' like ya brother fer Chrissake! Live! Booze out n hav' fun!"
Shura slurred at him. Rin wrinkled his nose at her alcoholic breath, he knew Shura could hold her liquor well, this was probably an act. He watched her sway on Shima's lap and giggle some more. Okay maybe… Not. The blonde and scarlet haired woman whipped about again to face him, startled Rin nearly dropped his glass. Shima hissed as her hair slapped into his eye. Rin went crossed eyed as Shura pointed at his nose.
"YOU ARE GONNA HAV… LOTSA FUN KAY? I ORDERED A SPECIAL SHOW TONIGHT AN THEY'RE GONNA PERFORM ON YOU ONLY, AINT THAT NICE? THANK AUNTIE SHURRAAAA~~~ NOW GIMME A KISSY POO~."
Rin flushed and flipped the woman off, feeling himself go pinker not out of just embarrassment but anger as well. He didn't want some skanky slutty stranger grinding on his most sacred parts! God no! Herpes or something equally horrible like HIV could still travel through clothing in Rin's opinion. The lights dimmed and the throbbing bass of the clubs' music was turned down- much to Rin pleasure; until he realised it was for the DJ to announce the 'special' show as Shura put it. Grumbling Rin reclined in the chair he was sitting at, their table connected to the runway stage, strobe lighting of every colour flashed erratically in epileptic inducing fevers. The music changed.
Madonna? Lady Gaga? Rin didn't know. It was sexy, low, dangerous even. The stage lighting stopped flashing and dimmed to a dark pulsing cycle of green, purple, red and white. Rin found his palms actually sweating, fear or anticipation Rin didn't know. But he was glad that this person did not have a stage name- Shura and the rest of the gang would never let him live it down. Growling under his breath her watched as the figure that walked out on was wearing nothing revealing, in fact, he was wearing incredibly normal attire indeed, it was smart but casual, and he wore no footwear. His walk was a sexy swaying gait that matched the pulse of the music perfectly. Rin knew this person wasn't a whore…
In fact he knew that walk. He knew those long legs.
Fuck.
The male stood by the pole that erupted from the middle of Rin's table, a disc of white light passed over his face. Rectangular steel frames, blazing green eyes, a quiet smirk. Those unmistakeable moles, the evidence was so obvious Rin nearly died in shame there and then, of course it was Yukio. Spluttering Rin stared up at his brother. Still… What the fuck! Yukio didn't say anything as the music subtly changed and got louder, with more beat and bass drop; all he did was lift a finger to his lips and wink down at his older brother. Rin knew he was gaping. Yukio was still smirking as his clever fingers flicked open his shirt buttons, one by one, revealing flesh inch by inch, still slightly moving with the beat, until Rin snarled audibly, did the brunette shrug the offending article off with a fluid motion. Shura wolf whistled, clinging to Shima for dear life.
Rin swallowed his throat dry as Yukio's hands slid along the belt buckle, toying with the metal clasp, instead Yukio had other ideas as he wrapped his hands above his head behind himself round the pole. Rin felt his cheeks ignite as Yukio locked gazes and in one sensuous movement completed a full body roll which left his back arched slightly against the pole. Repeating the action Yukio turned to face the pole at the last wave of his body; now he took off his belt, the click snapping Rin to his sense.
Grinding, sliding up and down that fucking pole.
Shit. Rin didn't know where the fuck Yukio had learnt to move like a professional slut but it was hot. The look of wanton pleasure on Yukio's usually composed and cool face was almost enough to break Rin's resolve. However it stayed. But then Yukio moaned loudly, lustily, along with the zipper of his trousers sliding down, Rin snapped. Yanking Yukio off the table he bundled him to the men's bathroom where he pushed the brunette up against the sink, one hand mercilessly groping Yukio's hard on, the brunette writhed, panting harshly. His own breathing erratic Rin continued to molest his twin, his lips pulled back in a growl and ceased. Yukio watched him with keen interest under hooded eyes, his pupils wide and glossy with desire. Rin ground their hips together, Yukio tossed his head back exposing his throat, Rin wasted no time and marked a possessive territory in blazing welts down the pale skin, enjoying the soft moans, the subtle thrust of his hips and hitches in his voice that Yukio made. Yukio gave a small exhilarated laugh, in response Rin kissed him to shut him up.
When they broke apart, Yukio murmured against the blue eyed teens' lips:
"That will be worth ten."
Rin gave Yukio a toothy smirk, knowing how charming it was. Yukio raised an eyebrow in interest. Rin licked a wet stripe up the side of Yukio's neck, soothing the angry bite marks.
"What's the price for a night if not forever?"
Yukio laughed and nipped a small hickey under Rin's left ear.
"You."
-BEING LEFT WITH ONLY TWO SQUARES OF TOILET PAPER WHILE TAKING AN EPIC DUMP AT HOME ON THE LOO-
Well…
Shit.
No literally.
Shit.
Yukio never thought this would happen… But apparently Yuri had gotten stuck in the bathroom again. Whilst taking a number two, with an inadequate amount of toilet paper. The second problem?
Shiro was in the other bathroom.
Third problem?
Shiro had the only supply of toilet paper in the building. Yukio sighed wondering if he should call Rin who was currently sleeping on the sofa downstairs. Nah. Not worth it, Rin would laugh his cute little arse off if he heard he was having trouble.
But seriously two just turned 12 year olds who both decided to have toilet related accidents at the same time were retarded. Yukio took his glasses off as Yuri complained again that it smelt bad and… Yukio stopped listening.
Disgusting child.
Shiro wasn't faring much better. His number two was stuck. Yukio sighed, blocking out the straining noise he attempted to tell his adopted son that Rin had told him to eat his fibre. But no, the 12 year olds insisted that they knew best.
Yukio did tell Yuri to check the amount of loo roll left before having her disturbing bowel movements. Rin padded up the stairs to see his husband standing on the landing. Casually swaggering over the blue eyed male planted a fond kiss on Yukio's frowning lips.
"Need some help?"
"This is so disgusting."
"You wanted kids, but at least the nappy changing days are over."
"Thank god."
"But this is definitely a problem."
Yukio shot his 'wife' a 'NO SHIT' look and Rin chuckled and playfully poked the taller male, before draping himself affectionately over his shoulders. Yuri whimpered and Shiro down the hall in the master bedroom was making his disturbing noises of sheer force once again.
"How are we going to go about this…?"
"Well Yukio think~."
"I've thought about this for the past half hour!"
"YOU LEFT OUR CHILDREN LIKE THIS FOR HALF AN HOUR!"
Rin was mortified and Yukio sighed.
Shit.
-Road Signs-
Stop:
Is often what Rin says to Yukio when he needs a breather when they have sex. Especially when it's their 3rd or 4th round and of course depending on the location.
Yukio finds Rin says stop more often when they fuck on the kitchen table- possibly because it's expensive to repair and Rin doesn't want to break it.
Rin finds Yukio rarely says stop, but when he does it's because he's worried he's giving too much for Rin to handle. Rin instead just tells Yukio to stop talking and keep moving.
Roundabout:
Is the journey they make round the dorm every night; checking everything is secure and all the right seals, mantras and charms have been said and set. So no demon could infiltrate the academy.
To complete their circular journey of locking down they end up at their room where they do one last check.
"Kiss?"
Rin offers his cheek to Yukio who instead gently reaches out to turn his head to face him before pressing a soft kiss to Rin's startled mouth.
Side-road ahead:
Are the pitfalls of their relationship. Where Yukio must work late and isn't home until after midnight; or when Rin refuses to study. They call this their- side road. Where usually they branch off from one another to have some time alone, before gradually merging as one entity again; on the same road on the same track.
They take these side roads often but it keeps them close nonetheless. Rin sometimes confesses to Yukio that he hates taking side roads.
Why?
Because it's scary and lonely without Yukio there with him. Yukio finds this very cute and forgives Rin.
No overtaking:
Is the unspoken rule of life; you can't speed up your learning or your growth without any severe side effects afterwards. For Yukio that never applied to him; he grew up faster, learnt faster and overtook many of his peers effectively.
Rin sees this as a form of cheating and often teases Yukio about this. It's your own fault for being smart Yukio. You could've been normal if you weren't so smart. But whenever Rin starts to get ahead of himself Yukio steps forth and pulls him back with a smile.
"Remember brother, no overtaking."
Max. Speed 50 mph:
Is the restriction Yukio gives Rin with his power of the blue flames. Rin is not allowed to use anymore than 50% of his power in future exorcist missions. If he is successful in harnessing his power then Yukio will reduce it to 25% then 10% and finally 5% and then 0%. This is to train Rin, to wean him off the flames, to help him to become a better fighter without their aid; that he is only to call upon them when against a demon of massive scale and power.
However Yukio is failing to harness even 80% of the flames. Rin stares sheepishly at him from across the room.
"Did you concentrate on the target Rin?"
"Y-Yes!"
"Then how come my clothes have been burnt off?"
Rin sidled up behind Yukio, his sapphire blue eyes twinkling playfully; he rested his chin on the brunettes' strong shoulder.
"I left 50%"
Yukio snorted and pulled Rin in for a quick kiss.