Akira had stayed at Koenma's for almost a week now. The person who was trying to hack into koenma's computer still keeps coming back and trying again and again. Akira was actually getting tired of it. He had other obligations to attend to. He had just finished once more and was heading to his room when he stopped. Something smelt funny to him, he couldn't pin point it though. He shook his head slightly before walking into his room and lied down on his bed. He closed his eyes. All this work was tiring him. He stayed like that for about ten minutes before sitting up once again. He then stopped when a b Crack /b was heard and Akira blinked and stood up, pulling a picture out from under the mattress. He blinked slightly before turning it around to find a very seductive picture of yusuke on it, his shirt was torn and he was lying on a bed of white. This caused Akira to blush deeply and drop the picture, letting it slid under the bed. His eye twitched when he felt his 'pants get tighter' and then he heard chuckling coming from the doorway, turning, he found yusuke leaning in the doorway, smirking at him slightly. br

"W-what?" Akira stuttered out and Yusuke shook his head. br

"You seem...distressed, why?" Yusuke asked, raising an eyebrow to him and Akira stood up, shaking his head nervously. br

"N-Nothing." Akira stuttered out once more, rushing into the closet, shutting the door behind him. Akira sat on his pile of clothes, curled up a bit, blushing horribly until Yusuke opened the door and looked down at him; eyebrow raised and all. br

"Your acting funny." Yusuke spoke as he walked into the closet, shutting the door behind him and looking down to Akira. Akira gulped deeply. br

"It's no-nothing! I like being in closets!" Akira yelled a bit, trying to get him to hurry up and leave. br

"Your pants are tight...I'm sure you like closets Akira." Yusuke chuckled before placing both his hands on either side of Akira's head upon the wall. br

"I can help you with that if you want me to..." yusuke whispered, getting close to Akira's face. Akira turned bright red as yusuke looked down to his ahem package. br

"HEY LOOK! A DOOR!" Akira cried before squeezing out from under yusuke's arms and running out of the closet door, only to be pulled back in by the back of his shirt and slammed up against the wall. Akira closed his eyes shut with the pain as it traveled up his back before disappearing, opening his eyes to find yusuke's golden brown eyes in front of him; glazed over. The same smell Akira smelt earlier in the hallway was coming from yusuke, causing a blush to go across Akira's face. Akira's eyes widened slightly as yusuke ran his hand up Akira's shirt and across his chest. br
I He's in heat...oh crap. /I Akira thought before tensing up as yusuke began to sink down. br

"AH!" Akira screamed, knowing exactly where yusuke was heading and jumped over him and out the door, rushing to the bedroom door to call for help. He was stopped when he fell onto the floor and looked behind him to find yusuke holding onto his ankle. br

"Let go no Yusuke!! RAPE!" Akira cried as he tried kicking yusuke off and reaching for the door knob only to be pulled back under yusuke and he smiled nervously up at him. br

"You don't want to do this..."Akira muttered softly and yusuke just leaned down and kissed his neck. br

"Yes I do." Yusuke muttered softly before traveling south and Akira freaked, beginning to struggle violently.

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I I'm about to be rapped!! CRAP!!! Help!! Yusuke!! Get a hold of yourself man!! /I