The OFFICIAL LADY MELIEKA SOHMA KISSES EPIC part four!

I have 30 Fruits Baskets Pairings, and I have a kiss in each chapter. Those are the only guidelines. Not all of these pairings are slash, but most. There are four chapters which don't feature a Sohma at all, but the other 26 do. Some of these fics will be pretty fluffy, some will be ok, and some will be pure smut. I am warning you now. Everything will be clearly defined at the beginning of the chapter, and you are under no obligation to read whatever offends you. I do not however expect to be flamed for this. If I wanna write smut, and some people want to read it, they, and I, should be allowed. It is your right to read or refuse as you so desire, but I won't stand for that 'you disgusting piece of faecal matter you' sorta thing. It just gets right up my nose. Grr.

Quickly noted for any Harry Potter fans out there, yes I have totally copied this idea from Chibi Alania's Official Chibi Alania Unwritten Harry Potter Slash Month, but you may notice some subtle differences. Like the fact it's Fruits Basket instead of Harry Potter for one. Secondly I am nowhere near dedicated enough to write a whole fic every day! That's crazy! But I will get thirty of these stories out, and I will do it fairly quickly. (god, I hope so anyway, I really wanna do this)

We made it to number four! So, for number four we have… Mr. Yuki Sohma and Mr. Kakeru Manabe! Wow. I really needed to go and look that name up!

WARNINGS: Slash. Smut. But not insane smut. Moderated smut, I suppose. Contains no traces of fluff.

SUMMARY: Yuki has to stay behind for some… extra Student Council business.

"Yuki."

The grey haired Sohma boy turned, to see his vice president watching him. "Yes, Kakeru?" he asked, closing the space between them, so the boy didn't have to call halfway down the corridor to speak to him.

"Sorry Yuki, but I just found out there's an emergency meeting this afternoon, the little squirt called it apparently, and he's demanding we all be there. I told him I'd let you know." A half smile quirked onto his lips. "He seemed relieved. I don't think he likes you very much at all."

Yuki smiled to himself at the understatement, but nodded his head. "You may be right at that. Well, if you see him, tell him I will certainly be there. We must all do our part, naturally."

Kakeru grinned good naturedly at him. "Yeah, ok. And you don't have to walk home with Honda and her little cat loving boyfriend either."

Yuki's cheeks took on a pink flush, but he stayed silent, wishing that Kakeru wasn't quite so perceptive. "Well. I better get going. I told the squirt I'd report back to him when I found everyone." The boy rolled his eyes exaggeratedly, and strode off in the opposite direction. Yuki stood for a moment, watching him, still astounded by the boy's unlimited energy. Then he too turned and continued down the hallway.

"You have a student council meeting?" Tohru repeated, a small frown crossing her face. "Again? That's the third one this week. They're not working you too hard are they, Yuki?"

The rat cursed boy smiled gently down at her. "Not at all, Miss Honda. To be honest with you, I'm quite enjoying myself. In a way, it's like my garden. It gives me a sense of… purpose, I suppose."

Tohru thought about that for a moment, then smiled. "Oh! I see, well, that's great. Should I make dinner for you?"

Yuki nodded. "Yes, I suppose so. I don't know how long I'll be, but if I'm not home in time, then I can just heat it up."

He chatted with Tohru for a while longer, then they parted ways. He watched her as she ran up to Kyo, laughing, and tugging at his arm.

"President Sohma."

Once more Yuki turned to find Kakeru, only this time the boy was standing directly behind him. Yuki gasped. Kakeru chuckled, and took his arm. "Come on, Pres! We need you now!" (Ooooh, innuendo…)

Yuki laughed softly as the other boy literally dragged him away.

"Kakeru? Where… where is everyone?" Yuki surveyed the empty classroom, a slight frown marring his face. Kakeru looked over at him with an unreadable expression on his face. "All those coming are come, Yuki," he said quietly, (and weirdly, but I couldn't remember how the expression went, so I fudged it. Mucho crappyness) and shut the door behind him.

"Kakeru…?" Yuki didn't even finish his sentence. "I don't understand. Why are we the only ones here?"

"Because you're the only one I wanted here boss."

Now this was getting ridiculous. "What on earth are you talking about Kakeru? If there's no meeting, then why bring me here? And if it was cancelled, why not just tell me, instead of dragging me here, putting me through all this, making me late, and…" this sentence was left unfinished for a different reason. It's difficult to talk through someone else's mouth, and Kakeru's was suddenly most definitely on his.

The black haired boy's hands slid up to his shoulders, holding him there, gently but firmly, and Yuki found that somehow, this simple grip was enough to keep him where he was. Then Kakeru was deepening the kiss, and Yuki realised he hadn't moved, because, well, he wanted it.

Plain and simple, he really wanted his friend's mouth on his. On his… neck?

"Kakeru!" It was a soft cry, one part confusion to two parts stunned desire. He felt the boy smile against his neck, smile, and move his hands to the buttons of Yuki's shirt,

(AN: I have no idea how the boy shirts of this school work. I have never seen a button, but Kyo's gapes open at the neck and I don't think Yuki's does, so I am assuming this is the work of buttons. So there) this soon gaped open, allowing Kakeru's mouth easy access to Yuki's chest.

Yuki tipped his head back as Kakeru's mouth clamped over his nipple, and he nearly lost his balance. The dark haired boy looked up at him for a moment, then carefully manoeuvred him so his back was against the wall. Then his mouth returned to nibbling Yuki's nipple, coaxing it to stiffness before licking his way over to the other.

Yuki was moaning constantly now, the incredible sensations washing over him, something he'd never dreamt of.

Then Kakeru's hand brushed over his crotch, and he had to bite back a loud cry, realising his eyes had been closed, only as he opened them again.

Kakeru was on his knees in front of Yuki. He was trailing kisses over the other's chest and stomach. He slid his tongue slowly into Yuki's navel, an action not exactly unpleasant, it made him shiver.

Then Kakeru's hands were on Yuki's belt, and he looked up. "Can I boss?" He asked hoarsely, and Yuki, only half realising what Kakeru was talking about, nodded before thinking it through. Kakeru's hands make quick work of the belt, button and zipper. Yuki's trousers and underwear were pushed down to his knees. Kakeru leaned forward.

Yuki lay in bed, trembling, as he relived the events of that day. He'd come home dazed, and quiet, saying little and retiring to his room at the first opportunity. He groaned, and his hand slid down into his pants as he recalled the sensation of Kakeru's mouth on him, sucking him, teasing him with his tongue, and then the fingers on his balls and he flushed just to think of that! Kakeru hadn't had to work very hard to get Yuki to come, the memory of it still made him hot with embarrassment, but the dark haired boy just laughed it off, and told him not to worry about it. It was not something he could just forget about though, and he stifled a cry as he came all over his night pants.

It was time to make a decision. Yuki needed to decide how that afternoon had effected him exactly, and what he was going to do about it. He sighed deeply as he got up to change his pants, it was not going to be an easy decision.

"Kakeru."

It had taken him all night, but Yuki had finally come to a conclusion. He knew what he had to do, and more than that, he knew what he wanted to do. "Yes Boss?" Kakeru had a small smile on his face, almost as if he knew what Yuki was about to say. "Kakeru. I want you to meet me in the student council rooms after school today. It's very important."

Kakeru smirked. "I see. Is this student council business, or personal?"

Yuki looked away, staring distantly down the corridor. "Personal. Please don't be late."

"No worries Boss, I'll be there." Kakeru smirked at him, looking supremely confident, and sauntered away. Yuki finally turned in his direction, and smiled a very small smile.

Kakeru waited impatiently in the student council room for Yuki. He was late, and that was very unusual. The black haired boy looked up to see Yuki opening the door, and slipping silently through it. "You're late."

Yuki nodded. "Yes, I couldn't get away from Miss Honda. When I told her I was meeting you, she seemed to think that I needed her to accompany me, and when I refused, she was most put out. I must apologise to her later, but I really wanted the two of us to be alone." This seemed to please Kakeru, he strode casually over to where Yuki was leaning against a desk.

"So, what did you want me for, Yuki?" he asked, and to his surprise, the other boy actually blushed. "I wanted…" Yuki cut himself off, and moved closer to Kakeru. "Well. It's a very simple thing." He slowly slid his arms around Kakeru's waist, and dropped to his knees. "If we are going to be doing things like this on a regular basis, I wanted to keep it even. I believe I currently owe you."