Hana Matsuri – Flower Festival (花祭)

By Hal

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Inoue Takehiko. I do not own them and I won't dare to say the ideas for this novel are purely original. No literature work nowadays is purely original; we all get our inspirations from somewhere.

A/N: Review review! I hope people can still read this even though I changed the rating. [EDIT: revised the rating and the chapter]


Chapter 9: Kill Me

"Hmmm…?" Hanamichi tried to ask but Rukawa's tongue was now stroking his cheek. Realizing what was going on, Hanamichi's eyes widened like a shocked deer and his quickly tried to push Rukawa away with his hands. But Rukawa, hormones raging, pulled those arms above the red head roughly with one big hand. He stared into the brown eyes as he used the thumb of the other hand to rub the moist and red lips hard.

"What are you doing, Kitsune?" Hanamichi turned his head to the side forcefully to escape the thumb and tried to kick Rukawa with his long legs. But Rukawa had already straddled his lower body with his own long legs.

"I like you." A clean short reply.

"Wh…what?" Hanamichi bit his lips, confusion clearly shining in his clear honey pupils. He could not believe what he was hearing. Was he dreaming?

"I like you."

Not knowing why, Sendoh's voice appeared beside Hanamichi's ears again. "Someone close by…"

"Liar. You are the killer after my life… right?" He turned the statement into a question at the last moment. In his heart, he was afraid to hear the confirmation.

"I like you." Rukawa did not answer the question, instead he repeated his words.

"Answer me." Hanamichi turned his eyes away from the wanton gaze of the dark hair boy.

"I like you." He lowered his head and sucked on the skin just underneath the jawline. Hanamichi bit back a moan. He had never imagined himself wanting to moan like he wanted to now. It felt most embarrassing so he suppressed as much as he could. He did not want to make any shameful noise if not he knew he would die of embarrassment the next day he saw Rukawa.

"You like me." It was a statement, not a question, from Rukawa.

"Who…who said…ah…so?" Hanamichi emitted a soft yup as he tried to question. His breathes a little quicker than usual.

"I can feel it," Rukawa was rather full of himself most of the time, and this moment was one of such times. Hanamichi's cheeks turned a shade redder, not sure if it was from the kisses or from the fact that Rukawa was right about him liking this cold guy.

Rukawa was addicted, addicted to this toxic called Hanamichi. As he plunged into another kiss with Hanamichi, his hands wondered all over Hanamichi's body. Hanamichi wrapped his now freed arms around Rukawa's neck with hesitation. Whatever he was doing now, he had never done before nor had he even thought of it at all. But whatever was happening, he could felt himself sinking deeper, and secretly liking it there. Yes, he liked this fox-eyed person and he could not help it. It must be the work of destiny.


MATURED CONTENT: I have removed this part so that I can lower the rating for everyone else to read. To read the YAOI (aka bed aka s*x) scene, please read it here: http:// haerjun. wordpress. com /2008 /12 /24 / hana-matsuri-chapter-9 / . Remove the spaces please.


"A'hou…get up…"

"…"

"Listen to me, get up."

"…"

"I think you are bleeding… let me take a look."

"…"

"Let me see, be good, get up." A rare gentle voice from Rukawa.

"…"

"If you continue like this, I might want to go for a second round."

"Hentai Kitsune!" Hanamichi finally spoke and moved. Looking at the blood red face of Hanamichi, Rukawa smiled gently. It was a smile that could kill. Hanamichi twisted his head away quickly and buried himself under a blanket while letting out a "hmph". He might fall deeper in love with Rukawa if he looked any longer.

"Let's go clean up," Rukawa stood up and tried to pull away the blanket. Hanamichi grabbed the blanket tighter.

"Are you trying to suffocate yourself?"

"Urusai. When did you turn so talkative?" Hanamichi's voice was muffled.

"When I make you mine," Rukawa replied seriously.

"No shame!" Hanamichi buried himself deeper under the blanket and attempted to kick Rukawa. The kick was of no threat of course but it caused a sharp pain to explode in Hanamichi's rather tortured hind side and he let out a small yup. Rukawa sighed and just carried the angry Hanamichi together with the blanket into the bathroom.

"I will clean myself," Hanamichi said as he stood in the bathtub. As if not hearing anything, Rukawa made Hanamichi sit down and filled the bathtub with warm water before using his fingers to clear the semen and blood from Hanamichi's little hole gently. He himself did not know that a hand used for killing could be this gentle when he wanted to.

"Does it hurt?" Rukawa asked as he cleaned Hanamichi with full concentration.

"Hmph! It's over already, what's the use of caring now?" Hanamichi pouted.

"Sorry," Rukawa apologized but his apology was not heard as Hanamichi fell into another deep slumber.

Drying Hanamichi, Rukawa carried Hanamichi back to his bed and dressed him up again before tucking him under a new blanket. Looking at the sleeping face, he leaned forward and planted a kiss on the forehead.

Killing you… Rukawa thought. Is killing me.


Sunlight leapt over the window, I am in the shadow
Only past 13:00 in the afternoon, it's already pitch black
No one can see, the dark side in the depth of my heart
I can only gaze at the East, your world is too far away
Holding on to the limit of imagination, how sweet is happiness
The night has enveloped me, I can't hold your hands
Because I live in the West, having only half a day
Once afternoon arrives, the darkness spreads
Though I'm standing in front of you, you can't see my face
Feeling the lost look from you
On the West side of the world, there is only half a day
Secretly praying for God's pity
To give me a trail of light at the edge of the night
So that you can take one more look at me (1)


(1) This is the translated lyrics for a Chinese song called Xi Jie (West Side) sang by JJ Lin.


A/N: Now I know the torture of writing bed scenes. I am wrong to request for bed scenes from the other writers! I understand your pain now!!! Actually, chapter 9 is the 2nd part of Chapter 8. The entire chapter is supposed to be called Kill You, Kill Me. But I am just lazy to think of another title when I decided to break this chapter into two... so now Chapter 8 is Kill You and Chapter 9 is Kill Me. Haha. REVIEW. ^^

T.B.C.