The next chapter, huzzah! It's about bloody time, right?

I actually have an excuse though, I've been in England for the last four weeks, and then the weekend before that I was at Anime Next, and the week before that I was sewing my costume. Mwah. I was the Azure Kite cosplayer at Anime Next, in case anyone was there...

Anyway, not much else to say, except... I'm really sick of working on this fic. It's been over a year. I need to finish it. And I will.

Seriously.

Disclaimer: Sadly, Yuki and Kyo do not belong to me and my perverse braincells.


"Mmm," a boy lay on his side in bed, facing his, was the word lover...? He didn't stop to ponder as he affectionately brushed a sweaty strand of hair out of the other's eyes, making him smile and shake his head affectionately. "What?" He asked, suddenly sounding uncertain.

"Nothing." A kiss on the lips followed. "I just, don't feel like I should charge you for this..." The other boy raised an eyebrow; why did he have to bring that up now?

"Why?"

"Because, I-" He prepared himself for how cliched his words were going to sound. "How good it felt, is, payment enough." His voice quieted as he spoke, and he blushed and looked away. Although it was very true, it sounded stupid to him. The other boy didn't quite know what to say to that, so instead he pulled his lover closer and buried his face in his neck.

"Don't talk like some girl in a chick flick..." The other smiled against his hair.

"Sorry." He kissed him on the top of the head.

That had been three weeks ago, and since then for Kyo it had been three weeks of infatuation, passion, longing and release. It felt as though the world outside him and Yuki did not exist. School, his friends, Kagura, it all was meaningless. All that mattered was that every night he made it to that brooding Victorian house to meet Yuki, and then stay there until morning, when he'd sneak out and run back to his dormitory to sleep for two hours before he had to wake up for class. However, as he was told by several teachers, he may as well have slept instead of bothering to attend class at all; he never actually fell asleep, but his mind was clearly nowhere near the classroom. His teachers had even asked Hatsuharu to do something about him, but Haru had simply shrugged and said he didn't know what was up with him.

That, of course, was a lie. Haru knew his friend was, if not in a deep infatuation, actually in love with this boy Yuki, and didn't want to interrupt it. He figured it wouldn't have made much of a difference anyway; he knew Kyo wasn't in the mood to make any contact with the outside world at the moment and Haru hadn't reached the stage of feeling second-choiced by his friend yet. Kagura, however, was not taking Kyo ignoring her so well. Kyo had begun leaving his cellphone on silent mode on purpose she called so much. Fortunately now was the time for exams at her school so she couldn't get away to come and actually see Kyo. However, it wasn't like visiting Kyo would be any fun anyway, unless watching someone sleep away an afternoon was your idea of a good time, because when Kyo wasn't in school during the day that's all he did. In fact, that was the sight Haru found upon entering his dormitory one evening. Kyo's eyelids lifted heavily at the sound of the door opening and closing. Haru smiled at the dazed look on his face. "Haru...?" He asked sleepily.

"Hey," Haru said, unzipping his jacket. Kyo rubbed a bleary eye and sat up.

"What time is it?" His voice sounded hoarse.

"5:30," was the reply. "Are you all right? Your voice sounds scratchy." Kyo brushed a strand of hair out of his eyes before answering.

"Huh? Oh, yeah I guess it is."

"Why, is your throat sore from screaming?" Haru asked, grinning. Not even present circumstances could make Haru stop picking on Kyo, who blushed.

"...Probably," he replied quietly. "Shut up, Haru." Hatsuharu threw his jacket down onto his bed.

"Are you going to see Yuki tonight?"

"Yeah, but it's still early."

"Ah. I should let you get some more sleep then, huh?" Haru said. Kyo looked up and shook his head.

"No no, I'm fine! I'm not tired, actually-" Kyo's sentence was cut off by a long and badly disguised yawn. Haru smiled again.

"Go back to sleep," he said, before approaching Kyo and putting his hand on his shoulder.

"Just be careful, the world outside you and Yuki is going to come and bite you sooner or later." Haru gave Kyo's shoulder a quick squeeze before leaving the room, presumably heading off to meet friends in another room. Kyo watched his friend go, wondering what he'd meant, and then realizing it didn't really matter. He could still get in a good three hours of sleep before he could be with Yuki again. He lay back down again with his arm covering his eyes against the bright setting sun.

Three and a half hours later Kyo woke up to a loud bang outside his room and drunken yells of encouragement. He groaned as he sat up, his brain still asleep. However, upon seeing what time it was his heart began to race and he jumped out of bed, hurriedly pulling on shoes and a jacket. He sprinted from the room, leaving the door open behind him and ran down the hallway, dodging already-intoxicated students as he did so. He guessed it must be Friday night and there was some sort of party going on. He realized this was the first time in what seemed like forever he'd actually known what day it was. However, he didn't much care. At this point he needed to know only day and night, and speaking of night...

The now intimately familiar Victorian house was right in front of him after what seemed like no time at all. Kyo walked quickly up the worn stone steps and pushed open the heavy, creaky door with ease. The dimly lit foyer was empty as it usually was, and Kyo's steps echoed off the peeling walls particularly loudly, but he didn't stop and took the long stairs up to the second floor three at a time in excitement. His feet traced the familiar path to Yuki's room and he knocked on the door, and almost immediately heard footsteps coming toward the door. Soon enough it opened, revealing Yuki standing on the other side. His tired-looking eyes immediately became alight with purpose and he pulled Kyo forward into a firey kiss. Kyo wrapped an arm around Yuki's waste and used the other one to push the door closed as Yuki pulled him backwards onto his bed. Kyo pulled away from their kiss to start kissing Yuki's neck, biting on the few places that weren't already covered in bruises. Yuki groaned as Kyo's teeth raked the familiar territory, knowing exactly which places made him squirm. Yuki smiled as he felt his heart beat faster and beginning to thrust his hips up against Kyo.

Yuki ran his hands up and down Kyo's back, pulling his shirt up towards his shoulders. Kyo sat up so he could pull his shirt over his head and toss it behind him. Yuki looked up hungrily at the exposed chest he knew so well, his eyes following the trail of bite marks going all the way down and disappearing under his jeans. Yuki sat up underneath Kyo, letting his kimono fall from his shoulders and placed his hands on his shoulders, kissing him deeply. Kyo groaned and moved forward, opening his mouth and grinding his hips down against Yuki's. Yuki sighed, pleased at the action, and brought his hands down over Kyo's chest before wrapping his arms around his waist, pressing their bare chests together. Yuki groaned into their kiss and held Kyo tighter, digging his fingernails into his back. Kyo arched forward and brought his hands up to Yuki's shoulders before pushing him down onto the bed, landing softly on top of him and pressing his hand underneath Yuki's kimono. "Kyo..." Yuki moaned softly. "Take me tonight."

"Ah, hah, right," Kyo replied incoherently against Yuki's neck as he immediately pressed his index finger inside Yuki, making him shudder and push his hips forward. Yuki unclasped his arms from Kyo to help undo his pants and push them down, taking his time to rub Kyo up and down a few times, the way he shivered at his touches never ceasing to please him. Kyo then slid another finger inside Yuki and he gasped slightly; although he was used to this by now, it was still uncomfortable. "You okay?" Kyo asked softly, his voice a little shaky.

"Yes, keep AH- ah, going!" Kyo's fingers had found Yuki's sweet spot, and at that point Yuki wrapped his legs around Kyo's hips, urging him forward. Getting the message, Kyo removed his fingers, positioned himself and thrust, hard and deep, into Yuki. Both of them cried out, hard. This feeling, this deep, wonderful connection, it was the most amazing feeling in the world. Kyo pulled out of Yuki and thrust back inside him, both of them moaning in passion. Yuki wrapped his arms around Kyo's shoulders and kissed him deeply, swallowing his cries and muffling his own. It wasn't like him to be this passionate, and even now he was still somewhat scared to show this much emotion. However, as Kyo's hand reached between his legs to pump his erection, his self control was almost completely worn away. Kyo had this effect on him, eroding his armor, so to speak. At first it scared him, it still did, but, as he came almost painfully hard into his lover's hand, he thought, maybe showing a little more wasn't so bad...

Kyo's chest was heaving as he pulled out of Yuki and snuggled up close to him. Yuki stroked Kyo's sweaty hair and kissed him on the top of the head. "Kyo," he cooed softly. There was no answer. Yuki looked down and saw that Kyo had already fallen fast asleep. Yuki smiled affectionately, and without thinking, allowed himself to fall asleep too.

Next morning's sunrise woke Yuki up first. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times before trying to roll over and go back to sleep. Except, there was someone else in bed with him. Yuki suddenly felt like his entire body had been hit with an electric shock and sat up, feeling as though his stomach had melted. Kyo wasn't supposed to be here, he should have left hours ago- that meant he hadn't let any other customers in, which would mean the proprietor would be angry, unless... Maybe there weren't any customers asking for him that night? Or... Yuki pressed the tips of his fingers against his closed eyes, trying to clear his head. He mustn't assume the worst, it could just be he had a lucky night and no one wanted him except for Kyo... Suddenly there was a stirring in the bed next to him and Yuki watched as Kyo rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking vaguely well-rested for the first time in weeks. He smiled a sleepy smile and kissed Yuki softly on the lips. "Morning," he said sleepily. Yuki didn't answer, but Kyo didn't seem to notice as he stretched before flopping down onto the bed again. "Come here," he commanded. Still Yuki said nothing, but complied, falling down next to Kyo, heart hammering against his ribs. Perhaps Kyo noticed because he asked, "are you okay?"

"Kyo," Yuki said, trying to keep his voice calm and steady. "You need to leave, if the proprietor comes in and sees-"

"Fuck that, he's not gonna be up this early," Kyo groaned indignantly, nuzzling into the top of Yuki's head. Yuki, however, was not in the mood to be cuddly and pulled away as he sat up.

"He probably hasn't gone to bed yet! Seriously, Kyo, you're being an idiot, get your stuff and go!"

"I have an idea," Kyo hissed back. "Why don't you come with me?" There was a brief silence between them during which Yuki rolled his eyes.

"You know I can't do that, now come on, get-"

"Why not?" Kyo persisted, making Yuki roll his eyes again.

"Because- because... You know why!" Kyo crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, how about just for today then? It's Saturday I think, come out with me." Yuki couldn't think of anything to say to that. The truth was that the idea of spending the day outside with Kyo was almost too good to be true, but he couldn't shake off the feeling he'd get caught, and then be in real trouble. That feeling made him sick; these awful people running his life, making him scared... That got to him. After a few more minutes of silence- just to make Kyo wait out the suspense as long as possible- Yuki said,

"Fine."

And, after climbing the lattice covered in dead ivy down from Yuki's room, they did spend the day together. As it turned out, Yuki knew very little of the town in which he worked, so Kyo did his best to show him everything, all the while praying they didn't run into anyone he knew. Fortunately, luck appeared to be on their side as they only saw strangers in the streets. Time sped by, and all to soon the sun was beginning to set, and the air was getting colder as the two very slowly headed back towards the brothel.Kyo turned to Yuki to tell him something and saw him shivering. "Are you cold?" Yuki looked at Kyo now, almost surprised.

"A little, but it's fine."

"Do you, want my coat?" Kyo asked awkwardly, starting to feel his cheeks going red. Yuki rolled his eyes sarcastically.

"Don't treat me like your girlfriend," he said. Kyo's eyes narrowed and Yuki smiled. "Yes please," he said. Kyo shook his head slightly before taking off his jacket and draping it over Yuki's shoulders. Yuki smiled, feeling warmer as he leaned against Kyo. "Thank you," he said quietly. Kyo could feel Yuki's laboured breathing and wrapped a concerned arm around him.

"Yuki," Kyo said after a while.

"Yes?"

"Let's leave here."

"What?"

"Us, let's leave, go to a different school, a different town; I'm not happy at my school, and, I want to get you away from that whore house!" Kyo said the last part louder than he had intended to and flushed.

"How?" Yuki asked. He'd heard Kyo say this before and always gave him this same answer. Kyo sighed, annoyed.

"I don't know, but, come on Yuki, you can't tell me you don't want to leave here!"

"Obviously I do," Yuki snapped back. "But, I can't, I'm stuck! I have no money, no home, no..." His voice faded for a second before it came back in full strength. "No family!" He resisted slightly as Kyo tried to pull him closer to him.

"Yuki, what happened to you?! How did you get in the whore house?" Kyo demanded, tightening his grip on Yuki, but he still resisted. "Tell me what happened to you! I want to know!"

"I- I don't want to talk about it! You don't want to- Get OFF me!" Yuki's face now had an angry flush to it and he finally did break away from Kyo and took a few angry strides away from him. Kyo followed, now also angry.

"Will you fucking tell me?! Why are you so angry?!" Yuki turned, his eyes dangerous.

"I don't want to talk about it, isn't that reason enough?" Yuki spat.

"Dammit, Yuki, I'm trying to HELP you here! Why are you so fucking difficult?!"

"Why are you so fucking stubborn?! You stupid-" Yuki stopped speaking and turned away. "I can't, it's too... I don't need your help!" Kyo took another furious step towards Yuki so he was looking him right in the eye.

"If you didn't need help you wouldn't have been stuck in that brothel, you idiot!"

"You know what-" Kyo silenced Yuki by pulling him into a deep kiss, making him stop speaking abruptly. When Kyo pulled away Yuki was silent, but still furious.

"You don't think I can handle your story? You don't think I've had issues in my life too?! Even if you don't tell me now, I'll get it out of you eventually, you stupid fuck." Kyo's voice sounded shaky by the time he'd finished speaking and he held onto Yuki tightly, and this time Yuki didn't resist but wrapped his arms around Kyo's waist.

"It's going to make, everything, a lot more complicated," he breathed softly against Kyo's neck.

"I don't fucking care!" Yuki then broke away and held Kyo at arm's length as though sizing him up.

"Fine." Yuki turned away from Kyo as he began his story.


Next chapter: Yuki's story! GASP.

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