Ffnet wasn't co-operating me in replying to the reviews, so I couldn't reply to any one, but many of you asked that why I took the name 'Kazuhiko', there are three stupid reasons for that, first of all, I was searching the cast members of the anime Junjou Romanitca and there I found someone named that, second Akihiko, Haruhiko, Kazuhiko, the 'hiko' is nice and lastly I love the pronunciation of Kazu and adding a san to it would sound better….

SO those who were thinking about other things and other character named 'Kazuhiko', I am sorry to disappoint them…

PS: I will make Kazuhiko's character a positive one.

Wild Wishes

Akihiko saved the unfinished document on his laptop and prepared to go out and bring Misaki home from his university. As usual, he drove his red car towards the destiny.

His view spotted the huge renowned University and he stopped his car. It was almost time for Misaki to come out and Akihiko kept his eyes glued on the gate. Akihiko clenched his fists and crinkled his eyebrows when he saw Misaki accompanied by Sumi and two other guys, the same age as Sumi. Misaki was starting to make more friends and unfortunately all of them had an unusual and annoying habit of ruffling Misaki's hair or touching Misaki occasionally. Akihiko couldn't help but feel suspicious of his lover as Misaki was grown up in almost everything so how could he still be so vulnerable and candid all the time with those lunatics.

Walking out, he called Misaki's name and motioned him to get into the car. Akihiko could tell from Misaki's unresponsive and blank face that he wanted to spend the evening with those bunch of freaks. Misaki waved to his friends and got into the car. Akihiko also got in and headed for their home.

'Misaki, you should be careful with your choice of friends.'

'I am, Usagi-san and they are very nice people.'

'Misaki you should listen to what I say, I am more experienced than you.'

'That doesn't change the fact that they are nice Usagi-san, why don't you trust me?'

'I do trust you Misaki but you are still a kid so you will not understand these things.'

Both of them didn't notice that Akihiko was speeding up his pace and Misaki was looking out of the window with trembling eyes.

'Usagi-san I am not a kid anymore and I know my ways around.'

Misaki voice cracked while speaking the last words and he sat stiff like a stone on his seat.

Akihiko wasn't expecting Misaki to act so sensitive, slowing down his car he looked at Misaki with guilt in his eyes.

'Misaki are you cr-'

'Please Usagi-san, hurry home I need some rest.'

'But Misa-'

'I said I need rest why don't you listen to me for once?'

Misaki shouted as his vision blurred, digging his nails in the soft cushion of the seat hard enough to tear it. Akihiko didn't argue anymore and drove silently to their home; he felt his heart weeping as his eyes also blinked away nominal sentimental tears.

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Misaki entered the room followed by Akihiko; his anger had already pacified and was replaced by a noble thought of starting a cordial conversation with his lover. Akihiko headed upwards to finish the novel without speaking a word to Misaki. Misaki decided to drop the subject for the time being and cook a delicious dinner after having a warm bath.

Misaki didn't realize it would take more than a scrumptious meal and a jovial talk to mend Akihiko's shattered emotions. He also didn't realize that cause of his sudden rowdy manners and occasional burst of rage. He didn't realize that his body was changing and so was his mind and so were his emotions, they were all wanting and begging to give rather than to receive the yearning love that the couple had cultured for three long years.

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Wrapping an apron around himself, Misaki opened the refrigerator and froze when he saw the breakfast kept there just as he had left it. Misaki had always wanted to look after his lover, to care for him when he was lost in his pending works, to make sure that the man was healthy and not to cause any trouble or hindrances for his lover. And he had had awarded himself with the pride and joy of triumph of being successful in all those responsibilities, because every time Akihiko had helped him and co-operated him and every time he had seen that reserved happiness glowing on the competent man's face. That was the very first time when Akihiko hadn't had his breakfast which Misaki had cooked for him. Misaki couldn't help but allow grief and repentance take over his spirited heart; he couldn't help thinking that he was useless and no matter how much he tried, the love they had, was not the same anymore.

Closing the refrigerator, Misaki stood still as a feeling of defeat, hurt and anger pumped all over his blood, he gritted his teeth and tried to stop himself from screaming out the frustration that he was feeling in him, cold and fresh tears rolled down his cheeks and he gripped the nearby support as the room moved back and forth. All the zeal of making food and having it with his lover disappeared with the tears that traced his face.

Misaki didn't know how long he was sitting in the kitchen and was crying till he was half blind, but he jolted when his phone rang from his bag. Rubbing off the tears with his hands, he picked up the phone without seeing the number.

'Hello.'

'Misaki-chan, its me Kazuhiko.'

Misaki remembered the guy and responded immediately.

'Yes Kazu-san, what is it?'

'Well I am sorry to say this but remember I told you that your job starts from next week?'

'Yes'

'But if it's ok with you, can you start from tomorrow?'

'Ah sure.'

'That's excellent Misaki-chan, then meet me tomorrow at 7 am before your class starts at the same restaurant, I will take you to the studio and show you around.'

Without thinking once about Akihiko, Misaki uttered his approval.

'Ok, then I will be there.'

'Good and Misaki-chan, are you ok? Your voice sounds heavy.'

'Yes I am fine Kazu-chan, may be my voice is sounding heavy because I am the phone.'

'Hm that could be, ok then see you tomorrow.'

'Yes, Goodbye.'

Misaki closed his talking device and annulled the thought of taking permission from Akihiko. He advanced towards the kitchen to prepare the dinner, thinking if Akihiko was getting tired of him as he was just a freeloader and wasn't obeying his every demand, if Akihiko was not loving him the same way as he did before because Misaki was growing up and was willing to make Akihiko understand that he also needed his space and wanted to his express his love towards Akihiko. He thought if his lover was blind to see that Misaki was trying to seduce him and take the upper hand and prove his efficiency to him.

Misaki saw Akihiko ascending the stairs, reading a manuscript. Akihiko was wearing a shirt and Misaki could see that the author didn't have had the time to change. It was hot so Akihiko had unbuttoned the first two buttons and the sturdy clavicle gleaming with sweat was visible to Misaki. Misaki didn't realize that he was almost staring at Akihiko till Akihiko looked at him sipping on the hot coffee.

Misaki averted his hungry gaze immediately like he was caught watching something forbidden and wrong, trying to stop the blood rushing to his cheeks and between his legs, he concentrated on cutting the cucumber properly. He hand started shaking when he saw Akihiko moving towards him from the corner of his eyes.

Before he could realize it, he felt a hand groping his ass and rubbing on his half-erect cock. Misaki tried hard to solve the reason for which he was easily aroused when he saw Akihiko's naked skin these days, he tried hard to analyze why he wanted to kiss and touch that porcelain skin of his lover rather than getting touched.

'Misaki you ar-'

Before Akihiko could finish saying, Misaki dropped the knife and turning around kissed Akihiko's parted lips, grasping the slightly taller man, Misaki pushed his tongue into his warm caverns. Akihiko was baffled at the aggressive advance of Misaki and squeezed Misaki's buttocks when Misaki tilted his head and intertwined their tongues together. Akihiko couldn't help but moan and groan with Misaki when the other pulled them closer and rubbed their hardness together.

'Usagi-san, can I call you Akihiko?'

Akihiko widened his eyes as Misaki asked his permission in between the kisses. He could feel their semen sipping through the thin material of their pants and mingling together as the friction augmented.

'Yes Misaki you can.'

Akihiko spoke sucking Misaki's lower lip as Misaki sucked Akihiko's upper one. Akihiko slipped his both hands under Misaki's pants and parting the fleshy globes, he rubbed his middle fingers at the already wet entrance. Misaki was glad to have Akihiko's compliance and unbuttoning Akihiko's shirt, he roamed his hands on the sweaty chest and rubbed his fingers around the hardened nipples. Misaki forgot all about the grief and pain for which he was criying a while ago when AKihiko's fingers probed at his quivering hole and rubbed his inner muscles.

'Akihiko I want to .. ah I want to take you in my mouth.'

Akihiko could feel his heart hammering heavily in a disordered action, he could feel his cock leaking just by hearing Misaki say those words.

He looked at Misaki's flushed face, pleading to take him and nodded positively as he felt his throat dry and mute gazing at the raw want in Misaki's emerald eyes.

Akihiko saw Misaki kneeling down infront of him and unzipping his pants and gulped when Misaki clasped his twitching penis with his inexperienced hand. Misaki licked his lips without realizing it when he saw the purple head grow bigger and drip more whitish sticky fluid under his touch. Misaki licked at the tip with his tongue making Akihiko call his name eagerly and his desire to taste more, made him take the penis in his mouth almost all the way in. Akihiko moaned out Misaki's name and gripped Misaki's hair, trying to stand properly.

'Misaki take it easy.'

Misaki mumbled something in reply with Akihiko's cock in his mouth which was incoherent but the vibration which the action created made Akihiko scream out. Misaki was happy to make Akihiko satisfied and hummed around the cock again. Misaki tried to please his lover more, fondling with Akihiko's testicles and sucking at the tip of the spasming penis, licking at the prominent vein on the throbing crotch. Akihiko soon felt the choking tingle at the base of his penis, everytime he looked at Misaki, down on his knees licking and sucking his swelling and huge package, his stomach contracted painfully, the arousing sensation of taking away the virginity of that innocent mouth as Misaki willingly swallowed his essence was turning Akihiko on beyond any limits.

'ahh Misaki I am coming, put it out a little or nnnn you ah will gag yourself, Misakiiii.'

Misaki did as he was ordered and he swallowed as much as he could the salty and slippery liquid ejaculated from Akihiko's manhood but the rest was spurted on his face. Akihiko couldn't see Misaki's face when he unloaded his orgasm as the pleasure compelled him to shut his eyes and his legs threatened to make him fall on Misaki.

Opening the violet eyes, Akihiko looked at his lover, licking around his lips with his pink tongue and wiping the rest of the white mess with the back of his palm. Leaning down he kissed Misaki, tasting his own essence on Misaki's lips and tongue. Akihiko touched the front of Misaki's pants and found it soaking wet. Misaki moaned and whimpered when Akihiko rubbed it.

'Misaki now it's my turn to taste you.'

Misaki didn't protest at all when Akihiko picked him and went towards the bedroom.

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Akihiko woke up and pulled the sleeping figure next to him, making more skin contact of their naked and sweaty bodies. He glanced at the clock and groaned when he saw it was already three am and he hadn't finished his novel yet. Happy to get a heated night with a willing Misaki, he was full of vigor and imagination to end his story. So he got up and went to the adjacent room and got engaged with his story.

He didn't realize when he had fallen asleep with his head beside the laptop after he had had finished the novel. His exhausted body didn't abide waking up and greeting the morning sunshine, relishing the fresh beginning of yet another day. Akihiko also didn't get the chance to see Misaki opening the door silently, watching him sleep and venerating the peacefully sleeping face and leaving the room before planting a chaste kiss on Akihiko's dormant lips.

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Akihiko opened his tired eyes and scanned the room languorously. Sitting up properly, he hit a key on his laptop and the screen slowly brightened up. Akihiko re-checked the document and the disk. He jumped up and hurried towards downstairs when the laptop showed that it was already 7:20 am. It went without saying that he wanted to spend some time with his lover and drop him to the university.

But that didn't happen.

Akihiko stared blankly at the small note of Misaki, saying that he was out on his new job from where he would go to the university and he had left the food in the refrigerator.

Akihiko crumpled up the page as a flood of disappointment and fury rushed though him. The disbelief if Misaki had deliberately seduced him the last night and bribed him by giving him a mind-blowing blow-job just because of this morning grief made his rheumatic heart cease its motion for a while. Akihiko refrained his tears from flowing down that time too, but they didn't listen to him. Akihiko still couldn't believe the harsh truth that he was crying for the second time in his life for his love and he wished, his love not to leave him again that time too like before…….

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That was too sad.