A/N: I had to hack over 1,000 words from this chapter to meet the rating guidelines. Sorry! I'll post the unedited version on my AO3 (see my profile for the addy).

Eiri stopped in his bedroom, wondering if he were being too optimistic by making sure the lube and condoms were in easy reach. He made sure the sheets were clean, and went to the bathroom to shave. He'd fall into the self-loathing over how much this freaking high school kid had gotten him excited later. Right now, he wasn't exactly letting his brain do the thinking. He took off his shirt and slacks, changing into his flannel pajama bottoms, and had nearly finished his shave when he heard Shuichi calling for him hesitantly from the door.

"Come in. I'm just shaving," Eiri answered him. He saw Shuichi's eyes widen and look him up and down in the mirror behind him when he entered, and smiled.

"See something you like?" Eiri asked, filling his cupped hands beneath the running tap and rinsing the remaining lather from his face. He turned around when the boy didn't answer and found him looking like a deer in headlights as he now took in Eiri's face and bare chest.

"So are we on for the night?" Eiri asked, giving him his most charming smile. Shuichi nodded slowly, still too stunned to speak.

"God, you're gorgeous," Shuichi whispered as Eiri approached him. "What on Earth does a guy like you want with me?"

"Come here and I'll show you," Eiri purred, sliding an arm around Shuichi's waist and pulling him into a passionate kiss. Eiri delved his tongue into that sweet mouth, encouraging the boy to explore with his own. He broke the kiss and looked at Shuichi's glazed eyes and parted, swollen lips.

"Do you want to shower first?" Eiri asked. Shuichi looked like he might fall if Eiri stopped holding him.

"I - I guess so," he said nervously.

He blushed deeply as he allowed Eiri to pull his shirt off, and closed his eyes as Eiri began to unbutton the fly of his jeans. Eiri felt like he were unwrapping a present as more of Shuichi's lovely body was revealed. He eagerly tugged Shuichi's jeans and boxers down, the boy placing his hand on his shoulder to balance himself as he stepped out of them, and turning away self-consciously, giving Eiri a glorious first peek at his firm, round behind. Happy birthday to me, he thought with a leer.

He shucked his own pants, gently coaxing Shuichi to turn around, his eyes still squeezed tight and his face blood red. He was rock hard already. Eiri tore his eyes away to turn on the tap in the bath and adjust the temperature. When he turned around, he caught Shuichi enjoying the view.

"You aren't so bad yourself," Eiri murmured, pulling that beautiful body closer so that he could finally touch it.

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They rinsed off, and got out of the shower, drying themselves off as they went into the bedroom. Shuichi eyed the bed warily while he ran the towel over his hair.

"Still nervous?" Eiri asked, climbing onto the bed.

"Of course," Shuichi said with a little laugh, then met his eyes. "But I'm excited, too. I - I really want you, Yuki."

Eiri pulled him onto the bed as soon as he was in reach, and laid him on his back, kissing him. He felt like he'd waited forever for this, he thought, kissing his way down the boy's body, Shuichi panting beneath him. The boy was so beautiful like this, so innocent, yet so eager. He loved the way his body shuddered so responsively to each kiss, the sexy little murmurs and gasps he made. Eiri couldn't remember a time he'd been so turned on. If he didn't make a start soon, this would be over before it begun.

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"You okay?" Eiri asked. Shuichi gave a slight nod, his eyelids drooping heavily.

"I'm just really sleepy now," Shuichi said with a yawn, burrowing his head into the pillow.

Eiri pulled the other pillow down under his own head, and watched Shuichi drift off. He looked so cute and peaceful, Eiri thought. Straight to sleep and no pillow talk? The kid might make a decent lover after all with some training.

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Eiri woke first, starting slightly at the feeling of another body curled against his. Sometime in the night he had wound his arms around the brat, whose face was against his chest, tickling him with his soft breath. He quickly pulled away from him, trying not to wake him, and sat up on the bed. All in all, the kid had been pretty brave about the whole thing, Eiri thought, and damn he'd felt good. For all his determination and impatience, he was surprised he had actually managed to go all the way with him. He wondered how much drama there would be in the aftermath, as he got up to go to the bathroom.

When he returned, he saw that Shuichi had sat up in bed, and was stretching his arms with a wide yawn, the sheet pooling low on his hips in a way that made Eiri lick his lips.

"Hey there," Eiri said, leaning against the door frame.

"Hey yourself," Shuichi said, looking over and giving him a bashful smile, unable to keep his eyes from scanning over Eiri's body quickly before coming back to his face.

Eiri approached the bed as Shuichi swung his legs over the side, the boy glancing back with a self-conscious half smile, before standing shakily, and limping to the bathroom. Eiri winced in empathy, fishing his cigarettes out of his pants pocket and sitting on the bed.

Eiri had just stubbed out his cigarette, and was just beginning to wonder what was taking the brat so long, when the door opened, and Shuichi waddled back to the bed. He climbed back onto the mattress, wincing as lowered himself onto it, and rolling onto his side.

"You going to live?" Eiri asked, turning over to face him.

"I think so. I'm just sore as hell," Shuichi said with a sigh. "The walk home's going to be a bitch."

"You won't have to walk next time," Eiri said. "I'm going to get a car today."

"Really? That's great," Shuichi said and smiled. "What time is it?"

"It's just a little after eight. We turned in pretty early," Eiri said.

"I'm sorry I passed out right after like that," Shuichi said, looking embarrassed.

"That's normal. It's no big deal," Eiri said.

"I - I really liked it, by the way," Shuichi said, looking down and playing with the edge of the sheet. "Sorry if I complained too much."

"Stop apologizing, stupid," Eiri said.

Eiri leaned closer, putting an arm around him and drawing him into a slow, leisurely kiss, running his hand over the boy's back carefully. Shuichi put his arms around his neck, drawing their bodies together, as their kiss grew in intensity. Eiri had really been hoping to take the boy again, but figured this would do, as he ground against him, Shuichi making one of his sexy little humming noises.

They showered afterwards, Eiri carefully rubbing Shuichi's sore muscles and trying to access the damage. To his relief, nothing appeared to be torn. He didn't want to scare the kid off from trying again, after all, he reasoned.

Eiri loaned Shuichi one of his tee shirts after the shower, amused at how big it was on him, and pulled his pajama bottoms back on. He went into the kitchen, Shuichi staying behind in the bedroom to call Hiro and his mother, while Eiri looked for something to make them for breakfast. He'd just retrieved a carton of eggs from the refrigerator when the doorbell rang.

"Good morning, Eiri-san. I hope you do not mind that I brought your sister along," Tohma greeted him when he opened the door. Mika stood just behind him, giving him a wave.

"Yeah, fine, sure, bring the whole damned family," Eiri muttered, stepping aside to let them in.

"Love you, too, little bro," Mika said, giving him a peck on the cheek while he scowled at her. "You could be a little grateful. You know I know more about cars than either one of you."

"Oh, were you making breakfast?" Tohma asked, glancing into the kitchen from where he had sat at the table.

"Is that a hint that you want me to make you something too?" Eiri asked irritably.

"No, but if you have flour and baking powder, I'll make us waffles," Tohma said with a bright smile. Tohma had always seemed to take some bizarre pleasure in cooking for him. He must have been a housewife in a past life, Eiri speculated as the man hummed to himself while looking for the apron he always left at the apartment.

"Fine, knock yourself out. Just make enough for four," Eiri said.

"Four?" Mika asked.

Seemingly on cue, Shuichi walked into the room still wearing nothing but Eiri's tee-shirt, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Eiri had guests.

"Hiro said that he could borrow his brother's bike today, so he's going to come, and - oh, shit," Shuichi trailed off with a squeak, when he saw Tohma and Mika, and hurried back into the bedroom.

"Oh, Eiri," Mika said, rolling her eyes and giving a snort of laughter. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I wouldn't have believed it. I'm used to the busty actresses, but a high school boy?"

"Yeah, what of it? You saw me with him yesterday," Eiri snapped.

"I honestly thought there was some other explanation, and that you were just screwing with us as usual," Mika said with a shrug, settling at the table. "But hey, whatever makes you happy. He's a cutie."

Shuichi reappeared, now wearing his own clothes, and still looking mortified as he tried to hide his tell-tale limp on the way to the table.

"I'm so sorry. I had no idea Yuki-san had company," Shuichi said, gingerly perching on a kitchen chair across from Mika and placing his messenger bag on the floor beside him.

"Not at all, Shindou-san, we should be the ones to apologize for barging in on the two of you so early in the day," Tohma said from the kitchen, looking up from the mixing bowl he was currently cracking an egg into with a polite smile. "If it's any consolation, my waffles are to die for."

"Oh, that's okay, Seguchi-san. I'll have to take you up on the waffles another time," Shuichi said with an awkward laugh.

"You said that Hiro was coming to get you?" Eiri asked, sitting at the table beside him with a mug of coffee.

"Yeah, he lives really close to me, so he should be here really soon," Shuichi said. "Besides, if I come home with him it will back up my story."

"Did you lie to your parents so that you could stay the night with Eiri? You naughty boy," Mika said teasingly to Shuichi, though she was smirking at Eiri as she said it. Eiri glared at her and looked back to Shuichi before he could respond to the dig.

"Do you want me to walk you down?" Eiri asked, subtly giving them both an out to the awkward situation. Shuichi shook his head, taking the hint.

"No, that will be fine, thank you," Shuichi said and stood slowly.