Author's Note:There's a bit of a lemon in this chapter. I tried to make it non-expilcit, but I might have gotten carried away. Just a friendly warning:)
Chapter 4 – Temptation
"Crap. Crap! CRAP!!" Kyou hid his face in his hands, gritting his teeth in anger. He couldn't remember a time when he was this upset with himself. Why did he do that? One moment he was careful, another he was reckless. What was happening to him? Kyou just couldn't get Tohru out of his head and every time he thought of her, he blushed. His hands were sweaty with perspiration and his heart thumped violently. He hadn't acted like this before. What was wrong with him?!?!?
Suddenly, in the middle of his thoughts, a knock on the door interrupted his silent panic. "Kyou?" murmured a familiar voice. Kyou grew hesitant at first, but he figured he better talk to her.
While he walked to the door, he almost shivered, imagining her face's expression. Was she angry? Scared? Crying?
"Oh hell, not crying," he thought. "I can handle anger but crying is too much for me." Kyou probably wouldn't have much luck there either. Tohru rarely ever got angry so the probability of crying was much higher.
Tohru stood still as the door opened, preparing herself for yelling. She closed her eyes and tried to absorb any oncoming tears that might try to seep out later. She knew that if she cried, it would only make him angrier.
The door remained open and silence dragged on. Tohru opened her eyes, preparing for the angry face before her. But instead of seeing the expression she expected, Kyou looked solemn and tired, maybe even a little depressed and lethargic. He wouldn't look her in the eyes.
"H-Hey," he stuttered, looking up at her briefly but then quickly looking back at the ground. "Can I, um, come in?" asked Tohru, shyly. "I wanted to talk to you in private. I'm sorry I'm barging in like this. I'll go if you're busy."
"Oh, no! It's okay!" claimed Kyou, louder than he would have liked. He was just glad that she wasn't crying or angry, but he still remained wary. "C-Come on in."
Tohru walked in and closed the door behind her. Suddenly, she got an urge to open the door. Staying in a closed room with Kyou had never been this awkward before. His nervous habits, such as fidgeting and playing with his hair, made her uneasy. Why was he acting so strange? Yet, somewhere deep inside, she wanted to see why he was nervous. She wanted to keep the door shut . . .
Kyou tried not to look at Tohru; which was hard because she was staring at him. He didn't dare to take a peak. He feared he might see a wet, flushed face, and red eyes. She didn't sound like she was crying though. Maybe he'd take a look. Kyou glanced up. She looked like a zombie in deep thought. Kyou didn't know what she was staring at but she didn't look all the way there.
"What?" Kyou asked rudely, snapping her out of her phase. "Oh! Sorry," she said, looking away. "I was just, um . . . thinking about something." Kyou wanted to kick himself. He didn't mean to sound so harsh.
"No, I'm sorry," he said slowly. "I, uh, I shouldn't have yelled. Sorry. If you, uh, wanted . . . to say something, then you can. I'll listen."
Tohru gulped. She had so much to say, yet she couldn't describe how she felt. "I-," she began, losing her words. "I – I uh, um . . ." She started to blush in embarrassment. "I wanted to know . . . what happened on the roof tonight. What were you doing? I'm sorry if this is too personal but it's been bothering me."
Kyou was at a loss for words. How could he tell her? Oh, I was rubbing myself on you? NO! He couldn't say that! But to tell the truth, he didn't really know what happened either. All he could remember was that he had a strange feeling all over him. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he enjoyed it.
"No, it's okay," he replied. "I knew you would ask some time. Truth is, I-I don't really know either. But, I think that I shouldn't have done that and I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I promise that I'll never do that again."
As Kyou said this, he hid his face in his hands. Hopefully, he wasn't too red in the cheeks.
"Oh, um, okay," said Tohru, more confused than anything else. Still, she couldn't help but to feel a little disappointed. Whatever happened on the roof, she had to do that again. She wanted to know what it was. What that feeling meant. It was all so new to her.
"I'm sorry if I made it worse," she apologized. "I-I shouldn't have pulled away when you kissed me. It must have made you upset. I don't really know much about what to do in a relationship so let me know if I'm doing anything wrong."
"Oh, don't worry!" started Kyou. "It's not you at all. It's me and I . . . I just don't know what to think anymore." Tohru didn't understand but she figured she wouldn't get a better answer than that. She could tell that Kyou was just as confused as she was.
"O-Okay then," Tohru started, heading for the door. "Sorry to intrude. I'll go now. G-Good night." "Night," said Kyou, still looking to the ground. After a split second, the door closed shut. "Geez, what do I do?" thought Kyou, massaging his sore forehead. "I've got nothing to say to her. I don't know what's wrong with me."
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Kyou sighed and decided to let it pass. They'd probably forget about it by morning. Kyou undressed himself and got ready for bed. As he looked in the mirror in the bathroom, he noticed how red his eyes were. Had he been crying? "No," he thought. "I'm just tired. It's been a long day."
While Kyou lay in his bed, he couldn't help but to keep his eyes open. "I can't sleep." Maybe if he forced his eyes to stay closed, he'd fall into slumber . . .
Kyou awoke with a start and looked around his room, which was pitch black. That was strange because he had left his light on before he had fallen asleep. In the darkness he heard Tohru's voice. "Kyou," she called. "Kyou, are you ready?"
Kyou didn't know how to answer. Ready for WHAT? The light turned on and startled him. He looked over to the light switch to find Tohru there. Except, this wasn't the Tohru he expected.
She was dressed in fancy underwear and a see-through slip over her body. It was all orange and pink with black lace on the bra and panties. "What the hell are you wearing?" asked Kyou, while his eyes seemed to bug out of their sockets. "Can't you tell?" asked Tohru, shyly. As she slowly walked over to him, Kyou began to blush as he looked her up and down. He felt nervous and shook everywhere. Tohru found her way on top of him. Kyou desperately wanted to move but his body wouldn't budge. He was too shocked to even stutter.
Tohru smiled at him innocently and kissed his lips passionately. Kyou, who had drowned in the kiss, did not object. Tohru slid her hands from his face, down his chest, and stopping at his pants' zipper. Kyou tried to sit up to stop her, but she kept him hypnotized with another kiss. As he fell into it helplessly, she pulled away his pants slowly and brought her hands up to his abdomen and right above his member. She used the tips of her fingers to tickle Kyou under his navel button.
Kyou's eyes opened wide with shock and he began to sweat. He gasped at the sensation and groaned. Tears swelled up in his eyes. This was so wrong. "Tohru, please stop," he tried to say, but none of the words came out. "Please! I don't want to hurt you! If I get too carried away, I'll . . ."
Tohru reached for his boxers and began to pull them down. "NO! STOP!" Kyou yelled once again. Tohru didn't seem to hear him. She continued to pull them down as if he didn't say anything. Kyou tried to move but his arms were pinned to the bed. He yelled in terror, trying to fight the urge to relax and let go.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Kyou sat up in his bed, panting and perspiring. He looked around his room, which was still dark, but the light by his bed was on. Tohru was nowhere in sight.
"Oh," sighed Kyou, laying back down in relief. "It was just a dream." Thank goodness. Tohru would never try something like that. Kyou turned around to lie on his stomach. He winced in pain and sat back up. He felt like he was laying on something, and it hurt when he did. Kyou blushed as he thought of what it was. He looked under his covers to find his "lower" region had risen during the night.
Kyou blushed even brighter and turned to his side, putting a stray pillow over his lap. Now that he had seen that, he definitely knew what kind of dream he had. Trying not to think about it, Kyou closed his eyes, hoping that it would prevent him from having another embarrassing body function. But as he lay in his bed, he felt guiltier than he had ever been before.
