Addiction
Chapter 4
By Catrina
Disclaimer: Not mine…will never be mine (cries pitifully)
A/N- I happen to think that Kyo and Yuki would never have a normal relationship…well here it starts
Enjoy and review.
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After two weeks Yuki was slowly starting to question his sanity. He guessed that he had been right when calling this an addiction, because that stupid cat was still in his blood after two weeks. Two weeks! And what was worse was that he barely saw him. Kyo woke up earlier, didn't eat with them, and didn't walk to or from school with them. The only time he did see that stupid sexy cat was when they were at school. And all he could do then was stare. All he could do was look at that long lanky form and remember how it had felt under him; look at the tan skin and remember how it had felt under his fingertips. Yuki decided that he was insane…but he also concluded that it was something beyond lust.
He was finally starting to understand where that cat was coming from. To do what they were doing and not even be friends seemed to be the lowest form of using another human being and seeing as how he wanted to do that he felt nothing but guilt. The rat was currently sitting at the desk, chewing on a pencil and continued to think.
Kyo was the most stubborn person he knew, well besides himself, so he would simply wait for Kyo to fold. He would, he would have to.
He had that thought for a week and then he had resorted to pacing in his room running nervous hands through his hair. Obviously that cat was not going to be the one to bite the bullet. But then again why should he, Yuki was the one with the unhealthy addiction.
So here he was, standing outside the cat's bedroom door, wondering where to start. He knew that he looked good, he had dressed with care, black pants, not tight not lose more comfortable then anything else, but he didn't want to seduce the cat, not really. The grey shirt complemented his pale complexion and he had left the top unbuttoned, because when he had buttoned it and thought about what he was actually going to do, he thought that he was going to suffocate. Before he had the chance to knock however, the door was literally ripped open and his shocked grey orbs were looking into furious red eyes.
"You might as well come in if you are going to stand there all night." Gobsmacked the rat nodded and walked into the room looking at the neat and tidy space. He looked over to the cat to see that he had already laid back down on the bed and was staring at the ceiling. "So what do you want?" Kyo asked pinning him with a stare that if he hadn't received so many times before he would have shuttered in fear.
"Well, I've been thinking." He started walking back and forth in the room, unable to look Kyo in the eye. Unsure of where to start he simply paced back and forth before Kyo snapped at him.
"You're making me dizzy, sit down." The order was rude but the voice was softer then normal. The cat could obviously see that he was in a form of distress. Taking his advice he sat leaning against the bed looking away from Kyo. He still couldn't look him in the eye. I'm such a coward, Yuki thought before finally started.
"I've hated you for as long as I can remember. It's what we do, as the rat and the cat. You hate me and I hate you. Never any question of that, I've never heard it ever being different. That's why when I first started feeling this…this…this…" He was all of a sudden at a loss of words for how to address what was going on.
"Lust?" Kyo offered bitterly, and Yuki could feel him shift on the bed.
"No." Yuki said turning for the first time to look at him. "If it was lust I would be over it by now. Three weeks would get you over it right? Or at least it wouldn't feel so strong." He could feel a light blush staining his cheeks and he looked back away studying Kyo's bookshelf. "But I didn't know how to deal, so I though just taste him, touch him, and make him want you." He looked back to see that Kyo now shared his blush and he again focused on the bookshelf, "But I've never had anyone want to get to know me…"
When Yuki paused, Kyo wasn't sure what to do. The rat was obviously trying to tell him something important, something that he needed to say. Kyo raised a tan hand and placed it gently in Yuki's hair. Softly he combed the gray strands, realizing that he had done something good when Yuki relaxed back against the bed and continued.
"You were the first who asked about what happened, who cared to ask, or get angry. We aren't even friends Kyo," Yuki noticed that the soothing gesture that had forced him to continue paused at perhaps the first use of his given name, "I don't even know where to start? I'm not an open person, but give me time and I'll give you what you want." Yuki stopped when he said that. This hadn't gone according to plan at all, nothing he had said had been what he had rehearsed. This was something totally different.
"So you want to get to know me?" Kyo asked a little in awe about what exactly was going on. This couldn't be about a few kisses and a couple encounters. "Why?" It was the question that was tugging at the edge of his mind. "Why bother?"
"Because when you said that…that you wouldn't be my…" He wasn't really one for crude words and cussing so he hoped that Kyo would fill in.
"Fuck buddy?" Kyo laughed when Yuki wouldn't say it, but even though he was laughing Yuki didn't feel mocked or insulted, maybe because that hand was still carding through his hair and he had almost relaxed to a state of bliss.
"I realized it was degrading to both of us. I still want you, so I want to get to know you."
"Okay, and for the record," Kyo took his other hand and glided down shifting slightly so he was sitting closer to the rat, his head by his shoulder. "It wasn't because of lack of want on my side either." Kyo felt the blush all the way up to the roots of his hair when Yuki turned and looked him dead in the eye. Those grey eyes were looking for something, and he must have found the truth in his eyes because Yuki got to his knees and climbed onto the bed.
"How long until you would have talked to me?"
"Never," He turned his head away from Yuki for a second the looked back; "it was a matter of moral. I may be the cat, but I still have respect for myself."
"I guess I can understand that. I think that I may even like that."
"Then why do you let those stupid brainless, fan club fawn over you all the time. It's absolutely revolting." He could hear the disgust in Kyo voice.
Conversation continued with out angry words for some time. It was odd for the both of them to be laying side by side, bodies touching, voices low, and nothing to happen. No fighting, no overabundance of arousal. Nothing, simple conversation, though both were not under the delusion that this would be normal. No this would never be normal, they both were stubborn, passionate, and temperamental. But at least there was a place to start now.
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It was odd, only sleeping with Yuki once before to wake in a tangle of limbs and soft grey hair in his mouth. Reaching a hand up, he combed the hair back and smoothed it down before taking in the situation. Sometime in the night, Yuki had moved closer obviously seeking Kyo's warmth. He laid sprawled over Kyo, a leg in between his the other flush against his body, he could feel one of Yuki's hands under his neck and the other lay on his chest over his heart. Yuki's head lay on his shoulder, and he looked peaceful and content as he dreamed away. There was no way that Kyo could get out without waking Yuki, and he looked so peaceful that he would feel like a total cad doing so.
Stuck, Kyo looked at the clock seeing that it was only 8:00, but it was a weekend. Yuki had obviously planned on more happening then what did. He could tell by the way the rat refused to look at him, that last night had been very hard for him, and he respected the rat all the more. Not just for doing what needed to be done to get what he wants (even though it was him), but for seeing it through. He could have stopped many times during the conversation last night, but he didn't. He worked through it, and Kyo knew that if he didn't want to be a hypocrite he would some day have to tell Yuki about his future, or lack there of. But he didn't want to worry about that right now. Now he just wanted to enjoy the warm over and around him. Closing his eyes he settled into a doze.
The next time he was awakened it was due to the shifting of the body beside him. Yuki was slowly shifting, pulling himself from slumber. Yuki's slender body arched off the bed before settling in and the head rising off of his chest and the rest of the body pulling away. Before Kyo even realized what he was doing, he clenched the arm around Yuki's waist preventing him from pulling away any farther. Slowly he rubbed his hand up and down on the waist. Yuki sighed taking the hint and settling back down curling around Kyo. The cat found it oddly ironic that Yuki seemed to take the dominate roll in their 'relationship' but when it came to sleeping he always got cuddled on, not the rat. Not that he minded, not at all actually, but he right now didn't want to move. It was nice here, comfortable and warm…safe. Kyo rarely ever felt like that and he enjoyed the new sensation.
"You awake?" Dumb question from the smart rat.
"Yeah, getting there." His voice, he noticed, was much like the rat's gritty and sleepy.
Yuki looked up and took a shy glance at Kyo through his lashes. Kyo's eyes were still shut, leaving crescent shadows from his long lashes on his cheeks. His cheeks were pink from sleep and his hair was in complete disarray. He loved it, the cat looked so, so …rumpled. Yes that was a great word to describe it. He was still dressed, but he had failed to notice that Kyo was just wearing a boxer and light t-shirt. The shirt had ridden up and the shorts had ridden down. Taking liberties, he took the hand on Kyo's chest and pushed back his hair, that really didn't need to be pushed back, and then laid his pale hand on Kyo's tan skin. He sighed again at the heat that radiated from the cat; he was always so cold but that one touch warmed his whole being. The texture of his skin was mesmerizing however and he found himself slowly stroking the skin with nimble fingers.
"I figured that you would be awake already." Why was he feeling so awkward, he couldn't even look Kyo in the eye? Oddly he just continued to stare at that patch of skin. The thought shifted through his brain that he wanted to taste it, see if doing that would make Kyo moan.
"I was but couldn't move with you sprawled all over me." He didn't say it to be harsh, but honest.
"Oh, sorry." Yuki blushed feeling ashamed of accosting Kyo in his sleep. He started to pull away but found that Kyo's arm was still around his waist. And it wasn't letting go. "If you would let me go…"
"I wasn't complaining," Kyo mumbled in apology, finally actually opening his eyes to watch Yuki try to burrow his head into his chest.
"Why is this so strange?"
"Strange?"
"Yeah this, conversation."
"Because you are actually trying maybe?" Kyo asked as he stretched again and finally put a hand on the bottom of the rat's chin and tilted his face up.
"I doubt you're worth the effort." Yuki stated on a pout.
"Have you ever actually put an effort into anything before?" Kyo asked.
"No, never really needed to." Yuki stated softly realizing that that was probably the truth.
"Guess your pretty looks, and fluttering eyes can really get you though everything."
"Stop it."
"What?"
"Don't say I'm pretty."
"Why?"
"Because everyone does."
"That's all they see. Don't worry, I still hate you even if I think you're pretty. Just one more thing to hold against you."
"Really, you're fan club is almost as bad as mine, but they are scared of you."
"I have a fan club?" Kyo blushed, this idea was truly startling. He pushed Yuki away when he started laughing, then sat up straight in bed looking over at the laughing boy.
"You had to have noticed. Come on, granted they walk far behind you, but you have at least 15 girls that follow you from class to class."
"You're joking!" Kyo yelled.
Yuki opened his eyes and stopped giggling when he realized that Kyo didn't get it. When he looked in the mirror he saw simply him, but everyone else saw so much more. He was tall, just over six feet, tan from sun and natural coloring, lean from running and being picky with his food. And his coloring, it was simply exotic, there was no other way to describe it, red hair framed his face short but still long enough to curl around his cute little ears, and ruby eyes framed by dark long lashes that he had to have made a deal with the devil to have them. There was no question in Yuki's mind that Kyo was just as if not more beautiful then he was, and the most adorable part was that he didn't know it.
"You really don't understand do you?" Yuki stated sitting up slowly pulling his hair out of his face and crawling closer to him. "You look like sin."
"Sin?" Crimson eyes looked at him wide and confused a slight blush on his face.
"You're lean," He paused to run a hand over one of Kyo's legs, "lanky," he continued as he kept running his hand up his waist and over his chest, "tan," the wondering hand curved up and around his neck pulling him closer, "and your face, so expressive, whether you're angry, excited…aroused. All I've wanted to do for the last 2 months is taste you."
"…" Kyo was at a complete loss for words. Half his mind was in complete denial that Yuki was even saying these things to him. Sure he knew that he was taller, and with as much as he ran of course he was going to be skinny. He never actually thought that that was a turn on for people before.
"You know, you're a tease. When you wear your school uniform and never wear the tie…I have that patch of skin memorized," before he moved to kiss the skin under his collar bone. "And that black shirt that you always wear with the cargos, they always show skin right here," Yuki stated hands tracing Kyo's skin right below his waist.
"GUYS LUNCH IS READY!"
"They hate us…" Yuki pouted, and for a moment Kyo thought that he was adorable. Hold that though…pouting rat…adorable? Kyo shook his head and Yuki gave him an odd look as though trying to read his thoughts. "They always interrupt."
"They don't know. They can't know." Kyo got up off the bed and went to his closet for the first time he actually though about what he was putting on. "The dog would tell Akito and then you would suffer for it."
"Listen Kyo…"
"I have secrets too all right…I'll be patient with you and you'll learn the truth about me." That statement was said with enough anger to cool the air.
"Kyo…"
"But if you come back with even a fucking scratch next time, I'll kill him. It's just not right!" Yuki looked at him shocked. His eyes were narrowed in anger and his chest heaved with trying to keep it all inside. Yuki walked forward slowly standing just a slight ways away from Kyo.
"Thank you," He reached up and placed his arms around his neck, pulling the cat close, and felt arms wrap tight around him, for a moment he couldn't breathe. His chest felt tight and his pulse fluttered slightly as if his heart wasn't quite beating as it normally would. No one had ever cared, everyone pretended not to notice, pretended that everything was all right. But not him…not Kyo, not the cat, he would never pretend. He noticed and he didn't like it at all. Part of him wanted him to think that it was because it was him, the other part knew that Kyo truly believed that it was wrong to hurt people. He stood there for a moment feeling completely safe for one of the first times in his life. For so long Yuki had lived in fear of one person, and one dark little room, but now he had, as ironic as he thought it, someone who wanted to protect him. He had never had that before. It then sunk in that Kyo's hands had moved one carded through his hair, while the other moved up and down his spine.
"Tell me later, I won't ask why, or the anything else, but if he hurts you… I want to know."
"Okay." He softly agreed before they finally pulled apart so Yuki could go to his room and get changed to go downstairs.
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Shigure and Tohru had both eaten by the time they came down so they ate in silence. Kyo took this time to study Yuki. So Yuki doesn't like to be called pretty. He has to know…he's heard it his entire life. Granted Kyo made fun of him because of his looks but even as his former nemesis he had know that the rat was beautiful. It was hard to deny, he moved with a grace that was slow and elegant, and his crystal grey eyes always showed a bright emotion if people ever really looked. And he knew now that those lips were as soft had they looked and his hair was just as velvety as it looked. He wondered slightly if they would sleep together again tonight, or if Yuki would try something new. This dominating Yuki was odd but comforting at the same time. Kyo liked to be in charge as much as anyone else, but Yuki was actually good at being in charge.
"Stop staring."
"What?" Kyo asked shaking himself out of his daze.
"Stop staring at me." Yuki finally looked up at him a smiled fighting its way to the corner of his luscious lips. "They are going to suspect something."
"They aren't here." Kyo deadpanned stating the obvious.
"A few meters away."
"Far enough to not care about 'em."
"Listen…."
"You just like to give me orders." Kyo grunted picking the leeks out of the meal.
"What?" Yuki asked total exasperated.
"You like to order me around. Deny it." Kyo challenged narrowing his eyes to a glare. He knew without a doubt that Yuki couldn't. That's why he was leader of the student council.
"We'll I can't deny it really, but I know that you'll never do have the things I say." He stopped there blushing slightly and looking around with grey nervous eyes.
"Really like what?" Kyo asked gaze still challenging, pushing Yuki to say something that he never would have normally said.
"Strip." He watched as Kyo's eyes widened and his cheeks flush as he was already imagining that body with out clothes laid out on the table instead of the food.
"Here?" Kyo asked following Yuki's exampled and looking around to see if the others were near.
This time it was Yuki's turn to be surprised, "You would?" He was shocked to say the least.
"Depends what for?" Kyo looked over to see that he was indeed on the right track. Yuki's eyes were darkened to the color of melted steel. He guessed that if he could place his hand in Yuki's lap that he would be hard. What a pervert. But then again, he was in the same condition.
"What would I want you to strip for?" Yuki asked voice low and sultry.
"Yeah, what for?" Kyo wasn't surprised for his voice to have deepened as well, but his sounded husky and deep.
"Well that would be obvious, so I could touch and taste every inch of your skin. Learn its every texture, memorize your taste."
"What else, what else would you order me to do?" Kyo asked their meal long forgotten.
"I'd order for you to take my clothes off and do the same thing to me."
"Of course, I would return the favor, I would want to know where to touch you to make you moan." Kyo's words were soft, and everything he said was causing more blood to flow to his already painfully aroused groin. That stupid cat had no idea what he was playing with right now, all he wanted to do was to climb over that table and lay the cat out on the floor and do everything that they were saying right now. "What would you do next, Yuki?" It was his name, that was the first time he could remember Kyo actually using his name and not treating it like it was a swear word, it was heaven.
"I'd make you scream…" It wasn't an order but a promise, "I would learn every inch of your skin, so I could torture you the way that you are killing me with words right now."
"Really, would you kiss me Yuki? Long and deep, use your lips and teeth to tease my skin. I would kiss you Yuki, and lick and bite and touch every inch of your skin." God all he wanted to do was to reach over and touch him any part of him. "I want to feel you lips against mine, your hands pulling my close. I want you to loose control. I want to watch your eyes as you…" come. The word was unspoken as they were interrupted
"Kyo! One of you track mates is here." Shigure stated as he peaked his head into the room, slightly awed that they were not killing each other or breaking his house or even any furniture.
"Be right there." He nodded and both he and Yuki dropped their foreheads to the table. Surprisingly they were both panting and sweating slightly.
"They hate us." Yuki declared and this time Kyo was inclined to agree.
"How did this conversation start?" Kyo muttered. Then remembered, it was his fault, "Never mind."
"I'm sneaking into your room tonight." Kyo looked up and met Yuki's eyes, he nodded not really seeing a point to argue.
"Okay, I better go see what he wants. Tonight?" He asked parting. Yuki could have hit him, which now the cat looked cool and collected as though nothing at all had just been said.
"Tonight." Yuki agreed lifting up his chopsticks and pretending to eat as he watched Kyo walk away.
Damn that cat had quite an effect on him. We would see how many orders he actually followed tonight. When Tohru came in she turned and left when she saw the smile on his face…it was feral.
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Again that damn cat was diving him insane. Only moments after he had left the table, Yuki found that he wasn't hungry.
Well fine then… he didn't eat.
But then it got worse. There was a burning in his stomach as he paced around the house drawing odd looked from the other companions. He paced and paced, his slender body tense and anger seemed to glow from his eyes. Questions burned through his head.
Is he with someone else?
Why is he gone so long?
Where the HELL was he?
It was then Yuki realized what was going on, he was jealous. He tired within seconds, tense body buckling….
This was pointless.
The cat…that orange haired mongrel was not worth this. There was nothing that was worth this absolute total insanity. There was no reason what so ever for Yuki to be losing his composure. He never lost composure.
But here he was, at the end of his rope, and he wanted to hang himself. He knew what Kyo wanted, and while surprised, he was happy.
Someone cared…
In all his time growing up, going to school, moving in here, moving up at school, it had seemed that no one cared. But now someone did, he felt as though he were different. As though he was actually something to look at now. Kyo had to see something in here…somewhere…in him, that was worth the time. Kyo could have taken the easy way out, become nothing but a…a…pleasure partner, Yuki smiled at his choice of words even though they were not spoke aloud. But Kyo was willing to put time into it, time into him.
His smile was brighter, but then he looked around and realized that the rest of the household was staring at him like he was an idiot. He felt the blush rush up his check and he toned down the smile.
"Excuse me, I think I'll go to my room. Good night." God Kyo truly was turning him into an idiot. He was walking away when he heard Tohru speak.
"Should we wait up for Kyo?" Her voice was soft and gentle much like the girl herself.
"No, that isn't necessary, he was just talking with the other guy in the lawn, turned down going to a party, and he should be in shortly."
"Oh…" Yuki processed the information, realizing that even more Kyo was going to keep his word. He stood at the foot of the stairs for a moment and watched as Kyo walked back into the house. He had his head ducked low, fist shoved in his pants pocket inadvertently pulling the pants down slightly to show that wonderful tan mid-drift. He would never get over how pretty Kyo was. Tall and lean, masculine and strong but he was still pretty. Maybe it was his face, how it was so straight and narrow, sharp features, not as gentle and soft as his own features had become.
Yuki knew that he was still beautiful, but Kyo, he was…
Kyo looked up and for a moment caught his gaze.
Gorgeous.
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Kyo could feel the gaze burning through him, and even though he didn't want to look up, he did. And he stopped dead in his tracks.
"You're turn to wait for me, huh? Couldn't wait?"
"I was just going…" Yuki stuttered….he never stuttered! Kyo smiled a little smile that barely turned his lips up but still it was there. Kyo walked forward slowly, crimson eyes darting around the room to make sure they were alone, then he stood by Yuki. For a moment he didn't do anything, just stood there staring at his nemesis, though he could really no longer call him that. He lift a finger and placed it in Yuki's front left belt loop and pulled the rat forward, barely gracing his lips over Yuki's, knowing that soon Yuki would take control and he was relieved. Sometime…just sometimes he wanted to loose control in a good way…he had a feeling though that they would both be loosing any semblance of control soon. As much as he wanted to see what the rat could do, he knew that he would turn around and do the exact same thing back. He would not allow himself to be dominated in a relationship. He had a feeling that Yuki knew and understood that feeling as well.
He pulled back from the barely-there kiss and slowly started to move up the stairs, knowing that Yuki was close behind. He paused for a moment at Yuki's door, but the shook the rat shook his head.
Kyo's room was special…it was the first time he had felt special.
Why not make another memory there?
Kyo opened the door to his room and walked in allowing the rat to pull the door shut. He turned back and the sweet meek little Yuki that was downstairs was gone, the strong confident one stood in front of him. He walked forward slowly and even though Kyo was a scant two inches taller he felt small, and when arms wrapped around him he felt cherished.
"Are you sure?" Soft word whispered in his ear, something he never would have imaged as erotic before.
"You want time for me to learn about you, we can do that, but we both want this now."
"So tonight?" Yuki confirmed with him, he knew they could never go back.
"Tonight…" He confirmed and words were lost after that. Clothes disappeared though they weren't sure how and when skin touched skin, all that control, all thoughts of orders commanded and obeyed disappeared. There was nothing but skin on skin and lovers learning each other's bodies, lips burning trails, and teeth laying claim.
It was rough…hard…poignant…and perfect.
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One of these days I will get over being a prude and write a real lemon…but I'm a coward.
Thanks for reading…let me know what you think.
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