I'm back, yet again!

Theme: Humor

Warning: Voyeurism

Description: Honestly? They should have sent a note.


Gauche

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Akari had never before wanted to gouge her eyes out of her face anymore than she had right now. Which is saying something, because she had seen some seriously fucked up things. This, however, topped it off.

She and the other three of the four had figured that they hadn't seen Kyo in so long that it would be fun to drop in for a quick visit. Hotaru and Akira had been harder to pin down than she had expected but when she and Botenmaru had found them, they were all for the idea.

So they came, not really bothering to send a message saying that they were coming because, seriously, why would he care?

Now, Akari was desperately wishing that she had.

Hotaru, being himself, didn't bother knocking before he came in. The others just followed, figuring that Kyo would have felt them coming from a mile off. Suddenly, Akira had stopped mid-step and become quite red in the face. Botenmaru had asked what was wrong and Akira had just stuttered nonsense out and quickly rushed towards Hotaru who was standing in the doorway of the kitchen with his head cocked to the side and a captivated, if not confused, look on his face.

Botenmaru and Akari had shared a look before following suit. The sight that greeted them was such as one that you would have had to be Botenmaru or Hotaru not to be flustered by it.

Kyo had Yuya sitting on the kitchen counter, her kimono open all down the front, and Kyo's hands squeezing her breasts and flicking her nipples while nibbling at her neck and thrusting into her. Yuya was flushed and moaning softly and appreciatively, her hands fisted in his hair.

Akari gasped and quickly whirled around blushing. Out of the corner of her eye she saw that Botenmaru had his hand down his pants again and there was no guessing what he was doing. Akira had copied Akari and had spun around, blushing even though he couldn't see anyway. There was a loud thudding noise from behind and Akari almost turned to look.

Hotaru looked startled and cranked his head to the side.

"Is that even possible?" He asked outloud. Akira blushed harder, if possible, and made a gagging noise. All sounds behind her stopped and there was a feminine gasp and a male cuss. Akari turned and saw that the two were no longer all over each other, Kyo not even bothering to cover himself as he looked at the group with anger and Yuya blushing just as bad as Akira and desperately trying to hold her kimono shut. All was silent and tense. Kyo's scowl deepened and his eyes flashed dangerously.

"Get your hand out." He growled. Botenmaru's hand retracted faster than Akari had ever seen it. "Leave." He snapped at them.

None of them needed telling twice.

After they had stopped running, the four all turned to look at each other seriously and simultaneously.

"We didn't see that."

"No we didn't."

"We will never speak of it again."

"No we won't."

"Hotaru?"

"Fine. No."

"Good."

And so it was.

(And from then on, Kyo and Yuya only had sex in broad daylight while in a closet and when the door was firmly locked.)

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This one was so much fun to write! I kept giggling through it...

Review please!