CENSORED!
Summary: In which Kyo and Haru get freaky, and I leave it all to your imaginations.
A/N: I'm back did ya miss me? About the break... well I've been busy getting ready for school which is starting on the 13th. But now I finally have time to start updating. Starting Monday the 13th, updates will come on Saturdays and Mondays. Requests are still always welcomed.
You guys remember chapter 22? The one with the pick-up lines? Well, this is an omake for that chapter. It explains (sort of) what happened to Yuki after Kyo and Haru left.
Chapter Thirty-Eight: OMAKE! What a Night
"Ugg... my head is killing me..." Yuki rubbed his head, groaning as the sunlight seemed to beam straight at his face. Sleepily, Yuki swung his legs over the side of the bed before getting up to go to the bathroom. Only to fall flat on his face.
"Ompf!" Pushing himself up, he looked down at his feet and gaped. A pair of black, knee-high, stiletto boots were on his feet. Letting his eyes roam upwards he nearly had a heart attack to find himself wearing a pair of red, lace panties. An impossibly short maid's uniform that barely reached the bottom of his ass was ruffled and torn a bit.
"Hatsuharu never told me he had a fetish for cross dressing. Or maid outfits." Blinking slowly, Yuki attempted to stand up, his legs wobbling slightly. Shrugging this off, Yuki made his way to wear the bathroom was. He had woken up in stranger things. Walking out into the hallway and opening the door he frowned. There was nothing but towels through that door.
"What happened to the bathroom?" Turning around it slowly dawned on him that Shigure's hallway never had pictures of Hatori on them. There was only one person in the family who would keep those pictures on their walls... Panic swelled in his chest as he stormed back into the bedroom.
Sure enough the walls were a faint green color, unlike his white walls, and the carpet was one of those cheesy shag ones. Yuki swallowed a lump in his throat as he approached the bed. Muttering a prayer in his head, he threw back the covers.
"Still sleepy... Ha'ri..." Ayame snuggled into his pillow, clad in a school girl's uniform. Yuki's eye twitched and he backed away in horror.
"Oh... oh GOD! I just slept with my brother. My stupid, immature, possibly insane brother. Gasp! He didn't top did he?" Yuki rushed to his brother's side, shaking him senseless.
"Wake up you dolt! I need to know, did I top, or did you?" Ayame opened one golden eye slowly before smiling widely.
"Oh Yuki! Of course I topped! As our first time together, it is the big brother's job to be the frosting! But if you would like to be seme, I don't mind having another round, oh ho-ho-ho!" Ayame loud voice drilled his words into Yuki's head. Twitching he stepped back and gestured to his outfit,
"How the hell did I end up in this? No wait, how on earth did you manage to get me here in the first place?!" Ayame gave a wistful smile before turning to face Yuki.
"Yuki, Yuki, Yuki... it was your idea to try wearing some of my costumes. And I found you in a bar talking to Ranka, and after I managed to drag you away I brought you home. With me!" Ayame grinned cheekily with his explanation. Yuki paled quickly. He could certainly remember being at the bar. Haru had managed to seduce Kyo with pick-up lines there. And that cross dressing Ranka person who was bitching all night rung a bell too.
But he did not remember going home with Ayame. Or asking him to play dress-up, and (apparently) fuck him.
"Go get dressed in some normal clothes and take me home." Yuki said slowly, trying not to strangle his smiling brother. Ayame nodded, standing up. Yuki blushed furiously, seeing that it wasn't the entire school-girl uniform. Just the sailor's top.
It appeared Ayame went commando.
Unknown to Ayame, Yuki was hyperventilating. A single sentence ran through his head: 'Don't look at his penis, don't look at his penis, don't look at his penis...' Ayame stretched, yawning and making random erotic sounds.
"Go! Now!" Yuki shouted, keeping his eyes averted. Ayame looked at his brother before shrugging and trotting off to find something to wear. Taking deep breathes, Yuki attempted to find his own clothes. As he bent over to pick up the small scrap of leather booty-shorts, he felt something hard press into his ass.
"Oh Yuki! I just remember! I have to meet Ha'ri later. You want to come? We'll have whip cream..." Yuki's eye twitched and momentarily forgetting his brother's nakedness, swirled around to scream at him for being a pervert.
"PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" Yuki's voice rose several octaves, cracking midway through his sentence as he stared at a happy Ayame.
"I'll take that as a no then," Pouting Ayame sulked off to find some clothes.
"Gah, I looked at his penis!"
A/N: And there ya go, a crappy way to start this next few chapters. Next update... um... soon. Yeah.