Chapter: One

Name: Day One

Pairing: Yukina Kou X Kisa Shouta

Disclaimer: Sekai Ichi Hatsukoi belongs to Nakamura Shungiku and her affiliates.

Notes: Once again I wrote this story while I was high. Expect a lot of drama and self-introspection in this chapter. ^_^ This was written to 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' by Aimer (don't ask ^W^) and 'Kimi ni Okuru Uta' by Sayuri Sugawara. Those would make good background music for this piece if any of you happen to have the songs. ^O^ Please read, have fun, and let me kno what you think.

Kisa Shouta yawned as he turned in his bed.

He folded his legs around the side pillow he never slept without. Lying on his back had always given him nightmares, and he rather enjoyed cuddling close to something while sleeping. It made him feel safe. He held on to the large figure sleeping next to him and snuggled in, "Hmm. Smells nice." He smiled faintly.

Wait. Smells nice? What exactly was supposed to…? He hadn't washed the cover of his side pillow in a really long time, and he didn't remember it being quite so firm and sturdy. He groaned as he turned around in his bed, his hands shuffling around until they found what they was looking for. His side pillow had fallen to the floor. He sleepily reached out for it. Finding it within his grasp, he held it close to his chest and fell asleep again.

He didn't know how long he'd been sleeping. The next time he opened his eyes, he was in the grasp of that same attractive smell that had greeted him the last time he'd woken up.

"Huh?" he mumbled sleepily as he lightly touched the silky soft hair that belonged to the man lying down next to him.

"It's still late Kisa-san you need to go back to sleep." The man smiled pleasantly at Kisa. The suddenness of the situation made Kisa jump up on his bed. He looked at the man sleeping next to him, "You… You…" He was unsure of how to continue. What was this man doing sleeping in the same bed as him? As far as Kisa remembered, he had explicitly told the man to sleep in the couch. He was sure he had locked the door to his bedroom before he had gone to sleep, so how was this man sitting in front of him right then?

"Yukina." The man helpfully supplied, while directing a bright and pleasant smile towards Kisa.

Kisa rapidly shook his head, "I mean… What are you doing here now?"

Yukina looked slightly confused, "This is what I'm supposed to do. Isn't this why you ordered me?"

Kisa wondered whether this was the right time to break everything out to the man. He pointed at Yukina and opened his mouth to speak. The Life Doll smiled innocently at Kisa. The older man felt as if his voice had gotten stuck in his throat. This was not good. Kisa simply couldn't bring himself to hurt this man, "Tomorrow I…"

He felt Yukina shift next to him. The man was now facing him, a confused smile on his face. Did Kisa-san not like to be held?

Kisa felt something painful in his chest before he looked at the ceiling, "I'll be leaving for work early tomorrow. And… I have an erratic work schedule." He started. What was he saying? He was supposed to be telling Yukina that he didn't want the man around, so what was he talking about?

"Kisa-san, I love you." The voice was pleasant, the feelings sounded sincere and Kisa was sure his heart was going to burst right then and there. Why did this have to happen to him? He turned his face to look at Yukina, "I'm going to sleep now." And with that, he turned around and snuggled into his side pillow. Damn life for putting him through this.

That night, he couldn't sleep. The weight next to his body served as a constant reminder of everything he had to face in the morning. At one point of time, he was sure he was going to cry. And he would've, if it weren't for those strong arms that wrapped themselves around him. Those soft words telling him that he was loved made him spill tears into his pillow. What were you Yukina? And why did you have to be the one person I couldn't fall in love with?

Kisa stumbled around in his bag, looking for the keys to his apartment. He felt it against his hand and pulled it out. He moved the key towards the lock and stopped, he could've just knocked couldn't he? He shook his head. The idea of a strange, unknown person being inside his apartment right then was enough to make him feel repulsed. He was a private person, and he wasn't enjoying this one bit.

No, that would be a lie. He was enjoying this a little. Just a little though.

Okay, so maybe he was enjoying this more than he liked. Not that he would admit it out loud. Ever. No, he was supposed to dislike this. He was going to take Yukina back to those strange men from near the Subway. It was such a sneaky move, to 'programme' the address inside Yukina. Kisa felt a small shiver travel up his spine. He still wasn't used to thinking of the man as anything but human. This was all a big scam, wasn't it?

He had spent the whole day thinking up of theories that agreed with his idea. Maybe 'Yukina' was actually a poor, homeless juvenile delinquent who had run away from home and now had nowhere to live. He could have found himself at the hands of these weird men and now he was being subjected to acting as this 'Life Doll'. He laughed faintly, of course, that was more believable than this whole 'Life Doll' business. He steeled his mind. He would have to sit down with Yukina and talk to him about the terrible treatment these men had subjected him to before taking him back. Maybe the younger man really needed his help? Visions of him saving Yukina from the throes of eternal darkness, slavery and chains saw him turning a deep red color.

Chains? He shook his head. He was not going to let his head go down that road. Not yet anyway.

"Kisa-san!" The door opened and Kisa felt himself poke Yukina in the stomach with his keys.

"Haaa?" He stared at the man blocking the entrance to his apartment, "How did you know I was standing…" Kisa looked left and right, anywhere but at the man.

"I was going to go out now." Yukina beamed at him. Kisa noticed that he was wearing some of his own clothes. They looked a little small on Yukina, but the man looked as attractive as ever. Kisa felt slightly depressed. Why didn't he look so good in his own clothes? He blinked, "You're leaving?" He ignored the sinking feeling that was slowly descending around him. Yukina was going to leave? So soon? Well, that was good news for Kisa at least. But then… slavery and bondage floated through his head and he looked up at Yukina firmly. Should he allow this juvenile delinquent to leave before he'd talked to him and possibly saved him from a life of being used and abused by strange men who give out fliers near the Subway during odd times of the day?

Yukina lifted his hand over his head, and Kisa saw that he was holding the small stash of money Kisa kept hidden in his cupboard for emergency purposes, "What're you doing?"

Did Yukina need money to go back? But even then, he was carrying a little too much. Kisa wasn't rich enough to give away that kind of money at a moment's notice.

"I'm going to go buy chains." Yukina smiled.

Kisa felt himself almost jump where he stood, "What?" He managed to squeak out. Chains? Of all things, why that?

"You said you wanted some." Yukina waved the money as he gently tried to push Kisa out of the way. Kisa did not like that idea; he looked left and saw that his neighbor was staring at him. He looked back at Yukina and jumped with all of his might. He crashed down to the floor of his apartment, straddling Yukina under him. He grabbed at the money the younger man held in his hands and stuffed it inside his bag.

"Kisa-san?" Yukina looked confused. Didn't he want those chains?

Kisa shook his head rapidly, "This joke's over. You should…" He thought as fast as he could, "… go to the police." He finished.

Yukina blinked at him, "Handcuffs?" He asked.

Kisa felt the sudden need to bang his head on the nearby wall. He understood what Yukina was pointing towards, but Kisa wasn't sure how they'd managed to arrive there.

He slowly got up and crawled towards his door. He waved at the old lady standing outside, a mouth held over her mouth and an expression of deep shock on her face. He gave her the most pleasant smile he could muster before slamming the door shut.

He turned towards Yukina, "Why would I want chains?" His voice was weak, but he knew the answer. He must have been thinking out loud.

Yukina testified to that fact when he said, "I heard you."

Kisa sighed, "Have you really been sitting next to this door all day?"

Yukina gave him a blank look, "Wasn't I supposed to?"

"No!" Kisa heard himself scream. If this were a human, they would've had some sort of a reaction. A frown, a distasteful look, an angry glare – if worst case came to worst then maybe even a barrage of insults and a tear or two. But Yukina looked at him blankly. There was no change in his demeanor. He felt his heart beat fast, was this person really… not human?

Yukina brought his face close to Kisa's. The older man felt himself stiffen. What was he doing? Kisa couldn't move, he watched as the younger man brought his face close to his and leaned in towards his left ear. Was he going to whisper something to Kisa? He felt a funny feeling in his stomach as he could feel Yukina's breath around his ears. He wasn't entirely uncomfortable. Wait. He was breathing? Kisa could feel his hopes rising again. Maybe he was human after all!

Kisa lightly turned his head. He felt Yukina's lips on his ears. They slowly traced down his ear lobe and all the way to his neck. Kisa moaned softly before grasping Yukina's hair. He pushed the man away roughly and stared straight into his eyes. Kisa was sure his eyes were filled with lust now, but this was wrong. It was wrong on so many levels. If Yukina were human, he would've pushed the man down and ravished him then and there, but no… He just… He couldn't do it with someone who wasn't supposed to be human. He pushed Yukina off of him and stood up before quickly sprinting towards the bathroom. He was going to take a bath and forget about all that had just happened.

Kisa sighed as he poked at the toy duck floating in the bathtub. He watched as it floated away towards his legs. He felt guilty. Was hiding from Yukina in the bathroom really such a good idea? He wondered what the man was doing outside. Was he still waiting outside the door? Now that might be slightly uncomfortable. Kisa still wasn't sure as to how those men near the Subway had even created something like Yukina. This was definitely some elaborate prank.

That man could not possibly be a … Life Doll. What were they really? Robots? He was unclear on the whole idea himself. He touched his left ear, the feeling of the man's breath on his neck had felt so real. How did all of this work? He watched as the duck floated back towards him.

Kisa grabbed the duck with his hands and squeezed it hard. He heard the squeaking sound come out every time he squeezed the duck; he grinned to himself. At least some things hadn't changed. Just a day before he was a lonely, single man fast entering his thirties and having no hope of meeting anyone he could ever fall in love with. But even then, what was happening now bordered on being the best dream ever and the worst nightmare of all time all at the same time.

He squeezed the duck one last time before standing up. He sighed as he reached for a towel. He was going to need to talk to Yukina now. He would have to get it out eventually.

With a towel draped around his waist, he cautiously opened the door to the bathroom. He peeked out to see if Yukina was anywhere near the hallway. Seeing no one, he sighed and tip toed out of the room. He needed to get to his bedroom. Curse him for running in to take a bath before finding a change of clothes.

The smell of something baking briefly caught his attention before he entered the bedroom, and he closed the door shut behind him. Not that that would do any good. Apparently Yukina had found a way to open locked doors – Kisa was sure he needed to find out how, and fast.

He stood in front of his closet, wondering what to wear. Yukina had already seen him in his green shirt. Maybe the white sleeveless? But it was too cold for that. His eyes flitted across the bare minimum number of shirts he owned. What could he wear? A blue full sleeve caught his eye as he smiled to himself. That was one shirt that he knew made him look good. He really should focus on more normal clothes and not just the flashy ones he used to attract partners on those mildly entertaining trips to various clubs so that he could meet more people like him.

He smiled as he dragged the shirt out and started to pull it around his shoulders. He closed the door to the closet. The door to the closet held a mirror, and he saw himself. What was he doing? He took the shirt off and opened the closet again. He found a somewhat old normal t-shirt. He calmly put it on and closed the closet door, staring at himself in the mirror again. This was much better. What was he doing trying to make himself attractive for Yukina?

He tip toed outside of the bedroom, looking for Yukina. The man had been in his life for less than a day, and already Kisa's world was turning upside down.

A strange smell caught his attention and he sniffed. What was that? It smelt good. He sniffed again. The smell was sweet, almost like a cake. He followed his nose all the way to the kitchen.

He stopped and stared. There was Yukina standing in front of him, an apron was hanging across his chest and gloves adorned his hands. He was leaning in front of the oven.

Kisa cleared his throat. What was this man doing here?

"Ah? Kisa-san? I thought you were still taking a bath." Yukina smiled at him before turning to the oven and closing the timer. He opened the oven and carefully carried what seemed like an extremely fluffy cake. He placed it on the table and poked at it with a fork. He smiled to himself, satisfied with whatever he had done.

He turned to Kisa and smiled, "It's ready."

"What is?" Kisa looked at the cake, unsure of what to expect. Another idea floated through his head. Maybe this was the sort of scam were you drug the unwilling participant and by the time they wake up, the whole apartment would be cleaned out. He shook his head. That would be impossible. All of this was too elaborate, and Yukina himself… He didn't look like the sort of person who'd try to trick Kisa. But then again, Kisa was not new to being deceived. It was one of the main reasons he had shut his heart off a long time ago. Of course he found people attractive every once in a while, and he did have physical needs he needed to take care of. But falling in love? Never. Too bad his heart seemed to disagree where Yukina was concerned.

"Now, now Kisa-san. Be patient." Said Yukina as he started to slowly shove Kisa outside the kitchen.

Kisa started to protest. That was his kitchen. This was his house. What was that Life Doll doing moving him around all over the place? He sat down on the couch in the living room and flipped on the TV. Maybe he should just consider that Yukina was his own personal maid? Either way, once he had completed whatever it was that he was making, Kisa would make sure to talk to Yukina about giving him the address to where he could return him. This farce had gone on for long enough.

Kisa blankly flipped through the channels, there was nothing on. And it wasn't as if he particularly wanted to watch the TV either. He switched off the machine and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the couch. His mind kept moving towards Yukina. He wasn't sure what he felt towards the new intruder in his life, but it definitely wasn't anything bad.

He inhaled deeply. He could smell that cake again. Was Yukina baking a cake for him? But why? His left eye suddenly opened. Wasn't today Valentine's Day? He felt himself chuckle slightly. Was Yukina baking him a cake for Valentine's day? Well that would at least get rid of one issue. Should they ever go so far as to sleep with each other, Kisa would probably top, right? It was always the girls who gave guys chocolates on Valentine's Day. Feeling satisfied with this line of thought, he turned around to face Yukina.

The younger man was pouting, "You weren't supposed to see this till I surprised you Kisa-san. That's cheating."

Kisa wasn't sure how to respond, so he just stared back. Was that cake for him?

Yukina came to sit next to Kisa. He had a small plate and a fork next to the cake.

The cake itself was beautiful. It was a sponge cake coated in chocolate. Yukina's had cut small pieces of strawberries and decorated them around the edges of the cake. On top of the cake were the simple words, 'I love you.'

Kisa could admit that he was feeling slightly overwhelmed by all of this. A part of him acknowledged the effort that had gone into making this for him, but another part felt that things were going too fast.

Either way, he didn't have the time for this. He needed to take Yukina back to those men today. Once he did, all of this would be over, right?

But why couldn't he? Why couldn't he turn Yukina away when the man broke open a small piece of the cake with his fork and move it towards Kisa's mouth. Why couldn't he stop himself from saying it was so good? Why couldn't he look at this Life Doll in the eyes?

"Are you…" He started to ask. He looked at the cake and back at Yukina, "Aren't you going to eat anything?" he asked.

Yukina smiled at him, "I don't need to eat. I'm a Life Doll." He declared.

Kisa felt as if his heart was being torn apart into a billion pieces. He was afraid of this. He was afraid that he would find the one thing he was looking for, and it would be the one thing he couldn't have. It tormented him.

Either way, he needed to keep his emotions in check. Life Doll or not, he didn't want to hurt Yukina. So he smiled at the man, "This is good." He said. He just prayed that his voice hadn't broken, "But, on Valentine's Day isn't it usually the girls who bake things for the people they're in love with?"

Yukina smiled, he already had an answer ready. He had spent the whole day thinking it up, "It's because I was the first person to fall in love with you Kisa-san. I love you, so I made this for you."

Kisa looked at the cake and then back at Yukina. He smiled faintly, "I'm sleepy now. Do you mind if I go to sleep?"

Kisa was sure Yukina looked disappointed, but he was afraid his own insecurity might show if he stayed near Yukina anymore. He got up to leave, and right before he entered his bedroom, he turned around and said, "That cake was delicious. I'm going to take it to work with me tomorrow." He hoped that was polite enough. The whole situation had gotten him so confused; he just needed some time alone to think.

Later that night, Kisa felt Yukina's arms holding on to him tightly. He opened his eyes to meet pale brown ones. Kisa didn't say anything; he just watched those eyes as they looked deep into his own.

"How do you keep getting into this room?" Kisa had locked the door to the room tonight, he had even double checked to make sure. He remembered doing that the last night as well.

"I jumped across the balcony to your window Kisa-san." Yukina replied, a nonchalant expression on his face.

Kisa felt his heart jump. He wanted to scream that that was dangerous, and that Yukina had no business endangering himself like that. But a part of him knew the answer Yukina would give him, 'I'm a Life Doll, so it doesn't matter'.

"I'll keep the door open next tine." He turned his eyes away from Yukina. He couldn't meet the man's eyes anymore, "So you don't have to do that."

Yukina leaned in towards him, and breathed in the scent of his hair. Yukina wasn't sure, but because it was Kisa – it was supposed to smell good right?

The younger man smiled and kissed Kisa gently on the forehead, smiling when he saw the man close his eyes. Soon, Kisa Shouta was peacefully asleep. Yukina lay awake, thinking of all that had happened and feeling elated that Kisa had not tried to send him back yet.

The next morning, Kisa Shouta found himself face to face with a bento just as he was about to leave for work. He glanced at the person carrying the bento and back to the food, "For me?" he finally asked.

Yukina nodded, "The cake from yesterday."

Kisa would never admit it out loud, and in fact, he tried his hardest right then to keep his smile in check. He opened the door, bento in hand. He was suddenly in such a good mood. It felt as if the day was perfect. The old woman from the night before stood next to the door. She looked like she was on her way back from shopping. She looked at Kisa and gave him a look of disgust. He smiled back at her, the bento making him feel like he was on the top of the world. How long had he dreamt of something like that?

"Kisa-san, when will you be back today?" Yukina stuck his head out from the apartment. Kisa looked from the woman back to Yukina. He suddenly felt an intense desire to get back at her. He moved fast and within moments, had his lips crushed against Yukina's. Yukina looked taken aback and the woman nearly dropped her packets.

He gave her a cocky grin before telling Yukina, "I'll be back in time for dinner."

He felt happy at having bested the woman. He watched as Yukina shut the door behind him and he started moving towards the stairs leading outside the apartment.

A sense of dread overcame him. What was he doing? The kiss, the bento… How long would all of this last? Why did a part of him feel as if all of this was so wrong?

And why did a part of him not want to take Yukina back to those men?

Last night had been different; he had been taken aback by the sudden change in his routine. He had to stay back at work and so he couldn't take Yukina back. But tomorrow. He didn't have anything to do tomorrow. It was the perfect time to end all of this once and for all.

So why did a part of him regret the thought of it? Why was he scared of never seeing Yukina again?

Author's Note: Apparently, I can only write this story when I'm totally out of my senses. I know this chapter had a little but excess of drama in it, but I just couldn't ignore Kisa's internal conflict. ;-; Also, I'm trying to make it as different from Absolute Boyfriend as I can, seeing as I really hadn't seen the series before writing this story. ^_^U

I wish I had a BETA I could throw ideas at. For some reason, writing this story isn't very easy for me. I thought it would be really funny at first, but the more I get into the story... the more I can see the problems that are so imminent in it. Either way, me blabbering aside. Hope you enjoyed! Please leave a review! They really help me to get writing. ^_^ (insert slices of Yukina's baked cake)

One more thing, anyone who's been to my profile should already be aware of the AO3 shift I was talking about. So this version of the story is the normal version. The real version is a lot more explicit and I'm not comfortable with putting it up on this site. It'll eventually be up on AO3 though, in case anyone's interested. Once again, please leave feedback! ^_^ Thank you for reading.