Hi again, blah blah don't own Furuba blah blah fuckin whatever. Oh, let me put a WARNING here for sexual content. Hey there's a reason why it's rated M for Mature. Why else would you rate your story M if someone isn't doin' the nasty? Whatever. Read this.

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"Hi."

Kyo slid the paper door open and kicked off a scuffed-up pair of sneakers. If anyone was staring at him, he didn't notice.

"Bye," he added rhythmically, striding past a befuddled Tohru towards the stairs. She made a sound as if to ask him something, but he was in the next room before she could get "um" out of her mouth.

"You're never pissed anymore..." mused either Shigure or Yuki, Kyo didn't care. "What happened to you?"

Kyo shrugged his shoulders, broader than they were a few months ago. "I don't know. I guess there's just not much worth getting pissed at."

"Are you going out with Haru?" asked whoever. Kyo winced and sharply replied "no" before vaulting the stairs, agile, and vanishing into his room.

He waited a moment, then opened his window, and was greeted by a tall, pale boy with black and white hair climbing in. Kyo grabbed him by the front of his shirt and rammed their lips together, sliding their tongues against each other and working ferociously with Haru's belt buckle. It held too long; Kyo grew frustrated and bit Haru's lip. He moaned.

Once Haru's jeans and boxers were done with, Kyo gave Haru a smoldering look and then dropped to his knees. Haru's fingers wound their way through Kyo's brilliant hair.

A few moments passed; Haru began to breathe harder, and he panted "Kyo, not yet. Wait. Wait." He threw the older boy down on his bed and pulled his cargo pants down over his ass. Kyo braced himself on his hands and knees, and prepared for the intrusion.

Both boys moaned, loudly. Kyo silently prayed that no one came upstairs. Their movements struck a beat, and before long Kyo felt an overwhelming rush and collapsed onto the bed, sweating as if he had just taken a bath. Haru covered the back of his neck with kisses.

They lay there a while and waited for their pulses to return to normal...

"Kyo..." Haru asked, timidly. "... Are you my boyfriend?"

Kyo hesitated, winced, and said, "no."

Haru's grip around Kyo's waist loosened. "... Why not?"

"I don't know, Haru, okay? I just don't think I'm ready." Kyo stood up and pulled his pants up. He was going to have to change this sheet. "Don't push me."

"Oh, you're not ready?" Haru was avoiding eye contact. "Cause you're ready to fuck me, and you're ready to take whatever I can POSSIBLY give you. Why aren't you ready to just say you're in a relationship with me? I know you like me."

"I knowwww..." Kyo tugged the sheet, and Haru took the hint and got up. "Just... I can't explain it. But it's not that I don't like you. I'm just... scared."

"What is there to be scared of?"

Kyo looked down and wrapped the sheet in a bundle. "... People finding out."

Haru touched Kyo's soft hair. "Then... can it just be our little secret?"

Kyo threw Haru a scalding look and swept past him towards the window. "I'll think about it, okay?"

"Okay," was Haru's response. As he rummaged through Haru's backpack, Kyo noted that he must be smiling due to the tone of his voice. Kyo couldn't even count the number of times they'd had this exact same conversataion. "What are you lookin' for, Kyo?"

"Anything, whatever. What do you have?" Kyo dug through a heap of candy wrappers and a few condoms to find a small bag of white powder. "What's this, coke?"

"Oh- no. That's nothing you'd want to try." Haru tried to grab the bag out of Kyo's hands, but Kyo blocked him. "Haru, why do you have THIS?"

"I like to feel good every once in a while," Haru reasoned. "I don't want you fucking around with that shit, though."

Kyo turned around and looked him in the face. "I don't want you doing all this. If we share, at least it won't last as long." He pouted. "Please?"

A few moments of silence; then Haru dug around in a seperate pocket of the backpack and pulled out a syringe. A thick needle was taped to the side. "You're a big boy, you can handle dangerous things, right?"

"Yes," was the obligatory response from Kyo. "Do you want me to get a spoon or tin foil or something?"

"No, it's okay." Haru found the bottom of a soda can in his pack and placed it on Kyo's desk. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Haru... I've taken every risk I could possibly take. What have I got to lose?"

Silence.

"Kyo... I wanna be with you."

Kyo tried really hard not to stomp his foot. "... Okay. If you really want. But don't tell anyone."

They kissed.

Haru began to untie the little plastic bag.