Hiya guys! Sorry this took some time, but I have to cram 1000 Kanji characters in my head by May the 15th, and I'm just studying like crazy… plus I'm not really allowed on the Internet all the time, unless I beg my mother over and over again… updates will be quite slow, so here's a big, gigantic Chocolate Frog of apology to all my loyal readers! To Peacewish, Violintide and Anime Writer Karica, thanks for reviewing again, and to Pixie Goddess, thank you for reading and reviewing! And reading Peacewish's review, I was quite confused…. 'til I noticed what she ( I assume you are female.. correct me if I'm wrong ) meant. Anyway, the book's name is Taiko. Goodness knows how I came up with Tokio.(No, I was not thinking of Himura Kenshin, but I was listening to that band Tokio; that must have been it) Here's a hug to you, and an Acid Pop for advising me to post in HTML format. I honestly didn't know.*blushes*

Anyway I think this chapter is probably best rated R, for little cute bunnies who don't want their innocence tarnished by evil little me.

Slash. Disclaimer and note about grammar and spelling in Chapter One.

Please review and tell me what you think!!!! Bouquets, brickbats (constructive ones, please), Chocolate Frogs, whatever!!! I'd really appreciate it!

Italics are Yukito's thoughts, in case you are confused.

Chapter Three of LOVING YOU, LOVING YOUR EYES

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~ And what obscured in this fair volume lies

Find written in the margent of his eyes ~

( Romeo and Juliet, Act 1 Scene 3 )

Waking up is not exactly a very easy task. To return to the real world, one would have to leave behind another world of fantasy, where daydreams come true, crushes confessed with courage, and revenge acted out without guilt. Plus when you are snuggled under a warm comforter, sometimes you'd feel like you just never want to get up. I read in a book that to humans, and young men, especially, a warm comforter in the morning signifies the warm womb of the mother. The body's natural senses and subconscious thoughts brings them back to the time when they were still being carried in their mother's stomach- without a worry or care of the world, just being surrounded by love and assurance that they will be cherished forever.

Then why do I feel cold whenever I wake up? Why don't I have any recollection of being loved and cared for in such a way?

I ask these questions to myself whenever I wake up before Touya, whenever I lie beside him, looking at his sleeping frame…. Sometimes I feel envy rushing through me when I see him smile in his sleep. I feel a slight stab of jealousy in my heart, a stab so painful that it clouds the love that I have for Touya. Then I go through the entire process of calming the green-eyed monster down, knowing that even though I don't have a mother who loves me and cares for me, I have Touya, and his love is definitely greater than that.

But then, is it?

I banished that question from my thoughts immediately. How could I have ever asked such a thing like that? I scolded myself. Touya is everything to me. I can't remember life before him- it's as if my very own existence began when I set eyes on him for the very first time. I never looked back ever since. His family, and Touya himself have been so very kind to me, inviting me to frequent dinners, and after Touya and I became lovers, I stayed over at his house nearly every day. I miss him too much when he's not around, and I know better than making Touya stay over at my place. I feel like I owe him my life, sometimes. Hell, I pledged my life to him the moment he kissed him for the first time, though I know Touya would be so mad if he finds out about that.

A soft grunt woke me up from my reverie. I looked at Touya, he was waking up; the moonlight that bade him to sleep lovingly has been taken over by the cruel sun, bent on "waking me fucking early on a fucking Saturday morning when all I want to do is just fucking sleep," he groaned. I smiled. He glared at me crossly, that though I continued to smile, a pang of fear struck my heart. He's angry at me. But his glare was replaced by a smile seconds later, and I felt relieved. My heart almost stopped for a second just now.

" Hi, baby." He whispered. I smiled as my eyebrows went up at his greeting. Baby? He smiled, (quite sexily, I thought), and the next second I found myself pinned under him. " Touya….." I groaned, a little annoyed, but I felt really happy too. He loves me.

" I had a great dream," he said. I pinched my nose with my fingers and said, " P-U, Touya, you stink." He continued to smile, and said, " Well, sorry, then," before reaching down and kissing me so hard that it hurt when my teeth scraped my mouth, but the pain was replaced quickly by tremors of pleasure racing through the nerves in my body, settling at the pit of my stomach.

I was still dazed when he released me. Wow. Wow Wow Wow Wow Wow. He had to tap me gently on the cheeks to bring me back to reality. I looked at him with starry eyes and flaming cheeks, and I wanted to giggle. You're behaving like a shoujo manga girl, Tsukishiro, I heard a voice in my head say sarcastically. You better stop reading those stuff before you start squealing 'hanyaan' whenever Touya kisses you. The voice lectured, but I just shut it off. No time for preaches now, I told myself as I smiled shyly up to my boyfriend.

We stared into each other's eyes, and I sighed as I melted under him; I didn't want to move at all. " Am I too stinky for a second kiss?" he asked huskily. I shook my head eagerly and answered, " Nope, not at all. Absolutely not. You smell perfectly fine, Touya." He smiled and this time, we kissed so passionately, grinding our bodies together, our limbs all mixed up as we caressed each other, still concentrating enough to keep our lips locked tight.

I felt a twinge of sadness when he broke away; I had wanted the kiss to go on forever and ever and ever and ever… impossible, of course. But the very thought of it brings butterflies to my stomach, I felt slightly giddy with happiness. This is life, I thought. What a great life. Understatement, obviously, but a great life it is.

I opened my eyes to see Touya looking down at me, slightly brushing my jaw with his fingers. I shivered under them, and he smiled. Without a warning he rested his face on my naked chest, while holding me tight in his arms.

" I had a great dream," he repeated, and I played with his dark, soft hair. " We were in a wedding, our wedding, Yuki." I felt myself blushing when I heard that, but I didn't say anything. " I was waiting for you to walk up the aisle and you never showed up and I panicked, Yuki, because I thought you left me," He looked up at me with such pitiful eyes that I wanted to kick my dream self for making my love sad. " What happened?" I asked, wanting him to continue. " Well," he said, suddenly chuckling," Guess where I found you?" I shrugged in reply.

" Right next to the bloody wedding cake! Of all places! And you were busy eating it all up you forgot about your own wedding!" He started laughing so hard and I joined him. The room was lit up with our laughter, and I felt so happy. " That's not all, Yuki." He looked at me, trying to feign a serious look, his eyes twinkling merrily though his lips were tightly shut. "You want to know what's the best part?" I nodded in reply.

" You were naked." He said simply. " So using my great seductive charms, I lured you away from the cake, and we had sex." He chuckled again.

"Right next to the wedding cake."

" Yup. Great dream, eh?"

"Pervert." I admonished him slightly with a soft slap on his head. But deep inside, I felt as if my heart is going to burst with happiness. Life is so perfect, I thought, as I tried to get rid of the ridiculous lump that had formed in my throat.

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I felt so nervous walking down the stairs, I almost couldn't breathe. It's the day. The Great Confession to Your Boyfriend's Dad Day. A part of me wanted to jump up and down, again and again like a hyperactive bunny, while the other just wants to jump into bed,and snuggle deeply into the covers. Touya squeezed my hands before we joined Sakura and her father at the table.

I realised my overactive nervousness when I felt all three pair of eyes stare at me halfway through breakfast. " You haven't touched your pancakes, Yuki," Touya reminded me gently, while Fujitaka-sensei looked at me with amusement.

" Oh!" I said, flushing slightly. " Sorry," I added, and lifted the fork to my mouth.

" Aren't the pancakes nice, Yukito-kun? I made them myself." Sakura looked at me with a hint of a tear in her eyes. I felt so bad, and I apologized to her, stating that I was quite caught up in my own thoughts. Touya, the ever-sensitive oniichan, made a rude jibe about her cooking, and another argument erupted at the breakfast table.

After I helped Sakura to clear the table, Tomoyo-chan showed up at the door with her bodyguards, ready to whisk her over to her mansion. When she finally left, I felt my heartbeat go so fast I felt a sudden need to rest against the wall and calm myself down. Breathe in, breathe out, I told myself. He's not going to eat you up.

But he might disapprove. He'll probably won't let you see Touya again. It's that voice again.

But he seemed pretty okay with the idea of two of us yesterday. I tried to reason, with… myself?

That was yesterday. Maybe he was drunk. Or under stress. Archaeology is tough stuff. Maybe all the dust from the artefacts went into his head and made him think that he is okay with it. It's probably just a façade.

He's smiling now. He doesn't look so stressful.

The voice was coming back with a good retort when Fujitaka-sensei looked right into me and said, " Perhaps, we could have the talk now, if it's okay with both of you?"

Gulp.

Touya nodded slightly to me, and he held my hand tightly as we followed his father to the living room. We sat down together on one couch while his father took the one-seater. I noticed that he saw our clenched hands, but he quickly turned his eyes away and smiled at both of us. It is an encouraging smile, and Touya started.

" Um, otousan, um, Yuki and I, uh…" Seconds passed us quickly and I fidgeted in my seat. Come out with it, Touya! I screamed in my head, my face not betraying my rushing heart.

" We're together, otousan." Touya blurted quickly, and both our faces simultaneously turned beet-red. Our fingers, more like numb sausages, though sweaty, we kept them clasped together. There, I thought. It's done. We've told him.

Fujitaka-sensei smiled even widely now. Is he going to rip us apart? Or maybe he thinks together as in the sense that super best-friends thing, or maybe he thought we pledged our brotherhood or something. WHY IS HE SMILING??????? AARGH!!!

" I know," he said gently. " And I think that both of you deserve each other. I've known this to happen since you first introduced Tsukishiro-san to me, Touya."

What?

" You don't mind, otousan?" My boyfriend, the love of my life, asked tentatively. His father shook his head with a smile. " Of course I don't mind. You're happy, and if both of you are happy then I don't see why I should disapprove in any way. I'm sure it's Tsukishiro-san who pressed you to say this, right?"

Touya nodded.

" Tsukishiro-san," Fujitaka-sensei turned to me. I bravely looked directly at him. " I believe you can make my son happy. And I'm sure it's the same to Touya. I hope you didn't think I will attempt to bring both of you apart or anything." I smiled, feeling a little guilty. " I believe, that it's okay if I call you Yukito-kun?"

I nodded, it's the best I could do. I couldn't say anything for fear I'm going to break down in tears in front of both of them. I felt so disgustingly happy that I couldn't speak, so all I could do is just nod at Fujitaka-sensei, my confirmed dad-in-law, with a goofy smile of my face.

Touya put an arm around my shoulder and hugged me tightly from the side. The small but thoughtful gesture weakened the dam in my eyes, and I started to cry.

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" Crybaby," Touya teased. We are in the backyard, and I decided to help him with to trim the trees. Fujitaka-sensei had left for work a few hours ago, and both of us decided to laze around in the house that afternoon.

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up, Kinomoto." I said curtly, with a secret smile on my face. He has been teasing me about my embarassing breakdown nearly a thousand times and suddenly I could see why Sakura had told me once that her one wish is to turn into a giant and trample on her annoying big brother till he cries.

I bent down to smell the flowers when the next thing I knew, I was on the ground and Touya was on top of me, my arms pinned under his strong grip. I was strongly reminded of our earlier position this morning. " You really like being on top, don't you?" I asked him with a smile, and when he nodded, I used all my strength to reverse our positions.

" Whoa.." escaped from his mouth, and I smiled proudly. " Well, let's see what you have in mind, Tsukishiro," he said in a gruff voice. I raised my eyebrows. " A challenge, Kinomoto? Are you sure? I don't want you to start crying in pain…." I leaned down and kissed his eyes "….my handsome," his nose "…fragile," his cheeks "…darling little peach flower." With that I kissed him hard, making our kiss as passionate as possible as I ran my hands through his short hair.

When I broke the kiss I could see that he was very aroused, his eyes so tainted with lust and passion. Feeling a little naughty, I got up from him, with a small smile on my face, and went to the flowers, ignoring him completely. I laughed to myself when I saw his befuddled expression.

Suddenly, his eyes laced with determination, he walked over to me, and placing an arm behind my knees, he knocked me from my upright position, just to find myself held tightly in his arms. I screamed, shocked and delighted, and as he carried me up to his room I kissed his face continuously, and a short yell escaped from my mouth again when he threw me on his bed without the slightest hint of chivalry. I groaned in pain, silently watching him as he proceeded to tear his clothes off after slamming the door shut. My aching back became the last thing on my mind when he climbed on top of me, and it was gradually forgotten as we kissed with overzealous lust, and the entire world disappeared as we started making love, oblivious to all but each other.

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Weird ending? I know. Not a very great chapter? I understand. Plotless story? I just so agree with you. But you have been warned about this in chapter 1!! Please tell me how you find the chapter, ' I-like-this-story' reviews very much welcome, constructive criticism appreciated, and flames will be laughed at.

Anyway I kind of wanted to write a sex scene, but decided not to in the end. Sex is this sacred, precious thing, u know? Erections, lust, kissing scenes, they are fine, but I just don't wanna write about blow jobs and screw jobs and all…. It tarnishes the image of the two boys. I know u might not agree, but I guess I'm a little weird like that. Sorry to all who want to read abt that. There are plenty fabulous stories out there with genital-stimulating NC-17 scenes; you do have a choice, u know.

Guess I sound mental up there, eh? Oh well, Please read and tell me what you think!

Till we meet again in Chapter 4!