A to Z

Jealous

Warning for slight OCC, yaoi and fowl language.

If you don't like yaoi then I suggest you stop reading.

Shuichi Shindou was jealous, as much as he hated to admit it. But he wasn't jealous of anyone, he was jealous of something. Actually a lot of things.

He was jealous of Yuki's toothbrush, hairbrush, shampoo, and Yuki's coffee mug. He hated the fact that Yuki's toothbrush got to be "kissed" by Yuki everyday. The fact that Yuki's brush got to go through those soft locks of his made Shuichi want to break it in half. When he thought about the fact that the coffee mug got more attention than him made him want to cry.

But what he was really jealous of—besides Yuki's clothes. They got to be near that lean body all day—was the laptop. He swore up and down that it got more action than he did. And that was saying something, considering the fact that the laptop was an inanimate object.

Shuichi was jealous of everything that got more attention and/or got to care for Yuki in anyway, more than him. He was even mad that the sponge Yuki used to wash his body was able to get intaiment without doing anything. He had to work very hard just to get Yuki to make love to him.

On Friday, after they had yet another fight about their relationship, Yuki stormed out of the house, mumbling under his breath, leaving Shuichi glaring venomously at the door.

"This is all your fault!" Shuichi had marched unhappily into the study and pointed a shaky finger at the laptop. "If Yuki stopped giving you so much attention we wouldn't have gotten into a fight!"

Shuichi closed the laptop then unplugged it from its charger. If you have competition, then there was only one-way to deal with it: get rid of it.

He shuffled across the room to the open window. He stared down the four stories, the laptop clutched tightly in his hands. He could just drop it. It would shatter into a hundred pieces. Then Yuki would have to pay attention to him.

Or he would kick Shuichi out for three months or longer…just like the time Shuichi had "accidentally" wore Yuki's clothes to work.

He held the laptop out the window, and he tried to keep his nervousness at a minimum. After all…if Yuki caught him trying to destroy his most prized possession he might have just had his last recording.

The laptop suddenly left his hands and a voice growled in his ear, "What the fuck do you think your doing?"

"Yuki! I was just…I was just…"

"Throwing my laptop out the fucking window."

"Well…it's not fair that it gets more attention than me!"

"Attention…?" Yuki put the laptop down on the chair behind him.

"Yes! Attention! Everything in this house gets more attention than me!"

Shuichi had started stepping back as Yuki advanced him. He fell backwards onto the couch and gasped as Yuki placed a knee between his legs.

"Your jealous." Yuki had whispered, sending shivers down Shuichi's spin to his groin.

"I am not…uhh…jealous."

Yuki was nibbling on Shuichi's neck, biting and sucking so slightly that it sent him into a spiral of want. Yuki's hands traveled down Shuich's sides. Shuichi could feel the heat through his clothes and moaned.

"All right…maybe…I am…uhh…" Shuichi had stopped talking, long enough to cling tightly at Yuki's shoulders. "…just a little jealous."

Clothes were removed faster at this statement and their need grew as they desperately tried to make the small couch fit their needs.

This is the only one of A to Z that actually made me doubt about the work and effort. I am willing to take flames on this one.

I send my thanks to snowwhite4444, Iname, EvelynnHill, Aubrey Fitzgibbons, Vindalootoo, and Silvea. I'm also gonna send my thanks to Calling Misery, tAngel2013, and inusesskoga23.

But most importantly I send my thanks to those of you who took the time to read this.

Ja ne