Whew! I can't believe I'm actually in the mood to continue my stories—except for Falling White Threads. I haven't changed my mind, it's still in hiatus. Warning: contains some lemon. (Hehe. This is just the beginning of the raunchy stuff.)

Disclaimer: Sometimes I forget FY is not mine, but hell, at least I don't forget the disclaimer. *wink*


Chapter 4: He's Such an Arrogant Prick

By Slavedriver2008


"I'm surprised to see you here," he said and I blinked at him. Gods, he was gorgeous. I think he became more attractive after I last saw him. When I thought I last saw him before the accident.

"I'm actually surprised to see you here, too," I said absent-mindedly and he raised an eyebrow.

"Have you met each other?" the boy asked. He was still sitting, and I was busy staring at the Prince's hazel eyes. Gods, he's so dreamy and drool-worthy and dashing.

"No," we both answered at the same time. I looked away, tugging by hair, which I had made into a braid. I always do either a braid or a ponytail, especially when it's hot. I couldn't stand having it flowing freely behind my back and it starts to scatter over my face. But now, I wished I had it loosen down. What? Was it wrong to feel beautiful once in a while?

"What's your name?" the boy asked again. "My name is Boushin." Little Prince. I smiled at him. "This is my brother, Saihitei." I smiled briefly at the Prince and looked away immediately.

"Yui. Yui Hongo." Boushin's eyes widened.

"You're Ayama-sama's skater!" he said happily. "I saw you skate once, you were so graceful and beautiful and perfect. But I didn't expect you to be smart. It's a surprise to know you have a brain," He said and I blinked. He thought I was stupid? I was consistently first in class since grade school!

"Wow. I didn't know what to say." I said, not smiling not frowning, in my traditional ice-like reaction. Amazing, he's nicer than his brother but he's more straight-forward. Oh, and their both Princes too. I can't believe I'll be dealing with their kind. Goodness, what the hell have I gotten myself into?

Boushin giggled. "So are you two talking about the details or we'll go straight to the lesson?" he asked and I looked at his brother, Saihitei. He retained his name from Shin Jin Ten Sho, it's the demeanor that's changed. Or at least I think it changed. I never got the chance to mingle with him. He was the enemy back then. And probably, he was still the enemy.

"You didn't bring your things," Saihitei said and I gave my braid another tug.

"Yes but we haven't agreed on anything yet and I don't think I'm amenable to the part where I have to stay here over the weekend," I said in a monotonous voice. He raised an eyebrow, again. He never seemed to get tired of doing that. I wonder why.

"All of Boushin's tutors stayed in the house while tutoring him," Saihitei said as if there's nothing he can do about it. It was the rule, either I follow or I don't. "It's for his safety." He added smugly.

"Oh, but I can't. I think you can perfectly see that I'm not in the best physical condition," I argued.

"That's the point, you'll be well taken care of here." His eyes glimmered and I looked away.

"I can take care of myself, thank you," I said, snubbing him. "I'm just not comfortable living in someone else's house," I said finally. I'm not comfortable being with him, that's all. And I want to be as far away from him as possible. "I hate leaving my apartment."

"You have an apartment?" Boushin asked and I nodded. "Wow, do you live alone?"

"Uh-huh. I've been living there since junior high," I explained.

"But those are the rules, Ms Hongo. I'm sure your friend told you the rules before you agreed to replace her," Saihitei said and I felt blood rush to my face.

"Those were the rules she agreed to, I didn't. That's why I'm here, to say I don't agree with the settlement," I said. "It wouldn't make a difference if I live in my apartment, I can come and leave on an agreed time then come back again. That's the point of having a tutor in the first place, Mr Seishuku." Boushin giggled when I said his brother's name. "We assist students at a certain period of time then we give them space."

"You're smarter than I thought you are," Boushin said and I looked kindly at him.

"The point, Ms Hongo is that you're a replacement." He walked toward me and looked at me intently. "You are to follow the agreement and not question." He raked sharp eyes over me and I felt numb. "Or we can always look for another one, someone more capable." I felt like I was slapped in the face.

I swallowed hard and tried to meet his gaze. I tugged my braid hard, I always do when I'm mad or tensed. Right now, I was both. "Brother! Don't say that! I want Ms Yui to tutor me!" Boushin cut in. "Ms Yui, please tutor me. I've been delayed in my classes already!" He said and I looked away from his brother's eyes. I was breathing hard, Bless Seiryuu, I was so mad!

"Very well," Saihitei finally said, giving up. "We will allow you to go home to your apartment today, but only today," he said, no, ordered. "I'll have someone watch over it for you while you're here." He smirked. "A car will be bring you home at seven and pick you up at seven in the morning tomorrow. Pack your bags, you're staying here until Monday morning. A car will drop you off to school then."

"Seven am?" I breathed out. If I can breathe fire, I would have done so by now. "Can we make it at least eight?" I asked. It's a Saturday tomorrow, the only day I get to rest.

"No. You have to wake up earlier then," he said. "Do you need to bring a maid to help you pack?" He raised his eyebrow and I blinked at him. "Fine then, I will ask one of the maids to help you tonight."

"No way. I can do my own packing." He smirked again.

"I will pay you one thousand yen per hour, including the hours that you're giving my brother space," he said and my eyes widened. A thousand an hour? Was he serious? He smirked again and turned away from us.

"I'm sorry but that's too much. I can't take it," I said. Sahitei turned and raised an eyebrow.

"Why is that?"

"Tutors don't get that much. I'd rather get what I deserve, the usual price. And you can pay me by weekend instead of per hour."

"Don't you want the money?" he looked at me, puzzled.

"All I need is to get back the money I threw away for this…this accident." I said.

"Everybody can't have enough money," he said and I sensed edginess in his words.

"What would I do with all of it? It's just money," I reasoned out. He sighed, I've never seen him do so and when he did that, I knew I was giving him a hard time. I didn't mean to, really. I just…I don't know. Maybe I wanted his attention. Geez.

"Okay. I'm giving you two thousand per day then, starting today. End of conversation," He said before I could react. He walked inside the house and I was left with Boushin.

"Is he always like that?" I asked before I can stop myself.

"My brother? Yes. He can be a pain sometimes," Boushin said cheerfully. "What do you have in mind?"

"He's such an arrogant prick," I said. I couldn't control myself, he's just plainly annoying. "I can't believe you have the same blood." I pulled a chair and sat down across Boushin. He was still smiling at me. He's such a nice cute boy.

"I think he likes you," he said sheepishly and I blushed when I realized he was serious. "He doesn't normally go down to meet my tutors and flirt with them."

I blushed harder. Flirt with me? He was flirting? At that state? "Aren't you too young to know those things?" I asked defensively.

"If you know my brother and lived with him for more than a decade, you'll know when he likes a girl," he said matter-of-factly. "Ms Yui, do you have a boyfriend?" he asked casually.

"Oh just call me Yui and no, I don't have one," I replied, I momentarily thought of Nakago but he's not my boyfriend. He was never my boyfriend anyway so no, I don't have a boyfriend.

"But you're thinking of someone…"

"Aren't we studying today? What do you want to study first?" I asked, diverting the question He shook his head.

"No, we're getting to know each other today. I'll ask a question and you'll answer it," he said.

"Does that mean I get to ask you questions too?" I asked and he smiled.

"Yes, I guess," he said, nodding. "So, why didn't you have a boyfriend?" I couldn't help but laugh. He's such a charming boy. I wish he were my brother instead. At the end of the day, the one thought that kept on running in my mind was how I'd gladly kidnap him from his mean monstrous brother.

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I closed my eyes and let my body sink in the warm waters of the bathtub. Of course my right foot was not in the tub—I can't wet the cast or else it'll get itchy inside and I'll die wanting to scratch it, which was very impossible. For taking a bath, I placed a chair where I can put it up while I soak myself. I love taking baths, and the mansion's hot waters were doing wonders to relax my body.

This was my second night at the mansion. I have been staying here since Saturday night. It's a Sunday now and tomorrow would be another day of classes. I soaked longer than the usual today. I love soaking during Sunday nights, somehow de-stresses me from all the studying I—and now Boshin—had to do. Aya was right, he was a smart kid, he easily understands the lessons and asks the right questions. So far, I have no problems with him. He's very attentive, any tutor's ideal student, if there was one. The thing that bugged me, though, was that his brother seemed to have made a habit of suddenly sitting during our lessons and watching us.

It annoyed me at first—his intrusion and sudden appearance. But I somehow got used to it. He doesn't really do anything but sit there and listen. And I somehow wanted him around. Oh Seiryuu, scrap that. Anyway, Boshin and I had agreed on a time table. I will teach him in the evening and give him tests early in the morning. He will then do what he can to answer the questions before we meet again in the afternoon. We will check his answers in the afternoon and then start another lesson in the evening. We're usually finished before supper, which was around seven, so I can soak in the tub as much as I want afterwards.

I could get used to living here with all the benefits, really. But I don't want to get used to the high life. All these guilty pleasures reminded me of what it was like to live with my parents—never-ending leisure time, a wide array of helpers. I don't want that life, it's too pretentious. I wanted a simpler one. I think it suited me better.

Besides, the good life reminded me of the palace of Kutou where I get the best of the best and anything on a whim. I can even dictate what I want to eat and have the courtesans dress me to bed and do everything for me. But did it bring me good? No. It gave me all the time to think of mischievous plans to kill Miaka and her seishis. Pathetic.

I gently stood up from the tub and pulled my bathrobe. I donned it and sat in front of the mirror to comb my freshly-washed hair. I wonder what he does at a time like this, Hotohori. Staying in the mansion all day was rather boring. When Boushin and I were not studying, I can feel the tedious slowness of the day. I can easily sleep anywhere—even in the garden! There seemed to be few helpers around. I only see them when we're eating. And even the guards disappeared from time to time. I actually haven't seen one since the Friday afternoon I came here.

I turned on the blower and started to dry my long hair. It takes quite a while but I always loved the way it looked afterwards. After 15 minutes of drying my locks, I went out of my room and was surprised when a cat made its way on my bed. Where the hell did this come from? I've never actually seen it before! The cat was playing with my ring. It was the friendship ring Miaka gave me when we were in junior high, right after the incident in the book. I treasured that ring. It was a sign that no matter what happened in the book, we were still friends. I considered it as a remembrance of Shin Jin Ten Sho, a trinket to remind me that once upon a time, I met my seishis and loved one of them. I smiled at the thought of Nakago. I missed him, I missed him so much.

The ring was placed in a silver chain that I put around my neck everyday. To my surprise, the cat took it and ran out of my room. Panic struck me and I ran, or try to run, which was an ordeal considering my situation. Darn cat! That was the most precious thing for me! I was huffing in the hallway when the cat entered a room. Bless Seiryuu, whose room was that? There were thousands of rooms in the mansion, it was highly impossible to know who owned it. I pushed the door open and went inside. It was dark and quiet. Probably, no one owned the room. Great! I won't be accused of trespassing!

I immediately closed the door and looked around. It was dark. Who would use a room this dark? I slowly walked to the middle of the room, watching avidly for the cat. Cats' eyes glow in the dark. I eyed every corner but I couldn't find it, that darn cat. I walked the length of the room slowly, my feet trying to make out the things inside. I don't want to trip. I'm crippled enough for another fall.

A noise came from behind me. Afraid, I hastily turned to the direction and my cast got stuck at the edge of the carpet. I lost balance and fell—hardly on a strong chest. I let out a sound of pain but the owner of the body stood quiet, supporting me. I closed my eyes, I don't want to know who I bumped into. His scent was familiar. No, please not him. I'd die of humiliation if it was him!

His left hand was on my back, supporting me. But it stayed there and I felt goosebumps in the place where he touched me. I was controlling my breathing when his other hand started to brush through my hair. I was probably trembling from fear and the slow movement of his fingers somehow calmed me. I sighed in the same time he did. I kept my eyes closed. If this was a dream, I don't want to wake up. I'm not willing. He might be a jerk but it's so damn comfortable in his arms.

The hands slowly brushed though my neck and into my cheeks. The stranger touched my face and I let him. My eyes were still closed and they remained shut until warm soft lips leaned down to meet mine. It probed my lips slowly, parting them gradually. I kept my eyes shut, afraid the dream might end once I open them. This was a dream, this was a dream. It's not real. His tongue brushed through my lower lip, tasting it, moistening, and I gasped when he bit it and sucked it into his mouth. The hand on my neck tightened and he pulled me closer, his tongue darted inside my mouth and forced my teeth to part. I did and when I opened my mouth to him, he slid abruptly and lined the insides of my mouth. I moaned when he met my tongue and seductively lapped against it.

I fell back from him, took a step back away from everything, his mouth, his burning kisses. But he followed me hungrily. My back leaned on the wall and I instantly felt trapped in his arms. Another moan escaped me when he started to trace the roof of my mouth. Trying hard to resist him, I pushed him away, but all I got was a moan. Deep, guttural, filled with desire. His hand cupped my breast and I arched. Wait, when did he reach inside my robe? He clasped it harder and it tightened under his grasp. I wanted to scream from the pleasure of his fingers thumbing my now erect nipple but I controlled myself. And in turn, I arched to his body. He let go of my mouth and started to kiss the hollow of my throat, nipping, biting the tender flesh of my neck.

My head leaned back on the wall, moans escaping my lips without my knowing it. A part of me wanted this, but another part wanted him to stop. He's a Suzaku seishi, for Seiryuu's sake. I can't let the enemy touch me. His hand slid down my stomach and my eyes flew open.

"Stop…" I said or moaned with hardship but right after I said it, his hand reached my heavy aching center and started to caress me. I closed my eyes again and moaned from sheer pleasure. His mouth trailed my jaw and reached my ear, eagerly biting my lobe. He was breathing heavy as well. He moaned with desire as his body push me further to the wall. The hand he used to support my back lifted my leg, parting it so his hand can touch every part of my core. I moaned again, no screamed when he entered a long slender finger inside me.

"Stop….please…" my breathing was rasp and heavy and my fingers were clasping his hair, his long brown hair. He didn't stop, he continued to bite my ear and slide his finger inside me. Oh Seiryuu, it felt so damn good. Don't stop, no Stop! My head was buzzing, I can't remember if I told him to continue or stop, either way, he did not. He inserted another finger and I arched.

"Oh God…" It was painful but he doesn't seem to care, he quickly started to slide it in and out of my body, thrusting hard into me. I opened my eyes and my mouth but no sound came. I started to twist uncontrollably against him, my breathing was matching the movement of his fingers, my hips were swaying to him, against him. The friction of his fingers were sending a sensation between my legs, both pain and pleasure. I lifted my leg on my own and let him come inside me deeper, oh, deeper, thrust deeper.

"Stop…Sai…" I whispered even though my body was urging him to continue. He bit harder into my neck, lapping harshly the tender flesh behind my ear, breathing heavily. I clasped his hair and my head leaned back. He thrust his fingers faster. I was on the verge, of what? Of pleasure? I don't know… my body was screaming and I was close to reaching the peak.

"Stop…" I said to his ear. "Hotohori…stop!"

He stopped.


A/N: That is by far the hottest scene I've written on this story. Please do tell me what you think!