Note: Nyar. I forgot to put the note in for the prev. chapter. ^^; If you read it before the note, go back and read the note on the bottom. ^^; [ Sailor Comet-san, the note hopefuly will answer your question. ^^ ]
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15: Ai
"Ne, Honda-kun?" Yuugi asked, appearing at the side of the taller boy's desk as class broke for lunch. "Can I talk to you a moment?"
"Sure," Honda answered. "No new collars to show off today, I hope."
The boy gave a small laugh. "No, just the old one," he smiled before his face went serious again. He gave a brief look to where Bakura was looking down at his desk, expression slightly depressed before turning back to Honda. "Bakura-kun wa... genki nai...." he said quietly. "What did he say that you won't tell him?" he asked
"That's none of your business," Honda said with a scowl.
"It is because he's my friend," Yuugi pointed out. "I don't want to see this tear you two apart, but Bakura-kun's upset about it. You should talk to him...."
Honda glanced over at his boyfriend and looked guilty. "I didn't want to upset him with it," he murmured.
"It's upsetting him more because he's been trying to guess what it is he said that upset you because he's afraid it's something horrible that might have been true."
Honda looked startled. "Horrible? He couldn't say something horrible if he tried."
Yuugi blinked. "But he said it upset you...." he said, voice unsure and confused.
"Don't think about it, Yuugi," Honda said. "It's still none of your business." He got up and went over to Bakura. "Can we talk, koi?"
The pale haired boy looked up, smiling slightly, eyes apprehensive. Slowly, he nodded.
Honda led the way up to the roof and leaned on the railing. "I really didn't want you to know," he said, almost sadly. "You were feverish and tired and you didn't mean to say it...."
Bakura said nothing, looking down at his feet.
"And I know you didn't mean to hurt me," Honda continued, "But GOD, koi, I can't help it. What if you didn't really mean it?" He shrugged. "I just wanted to pretend it didn't happen and let it go, but...."
Bakura blinked. "If I didn't....?" he repeated in a small voice. "Hiro... What did I say...?" he asked, taking a step closer.
Honda took a deep breath. "After your bath, when I brought you back to the couch... just before you went to sleep, you said...." He tried, but couldn't quite get the word out.
"Hiro...." Bakura said quietly, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder.
"'Aishiteru,'" Honda forced out almost painfully after a moment. "You said 'aishiteru.'" He hung his head. "I just wanted to be able to pretend you really meant it."
Bakura froze, eyes wide. "A--ai..." he stammered, voice shaking slightly in shock.
"I know you were so sick you didn't know what was going on around you," Honda said. "And I don't expect anything out of it, but.... Please don't take it back, koi. Leave me my dreams."
There was a long quiet before Bakura spoke. "I wouldn't take it back...." he said quietly. "I meant it...." he finished in a whisper, voice almost inaudible.
Honda looked up, eyes wide.
Bakura was smiling softly, face deep red as he fidgeted. "I-- I almost said it when-- when we were..." He nervously played with his hands. "When I gave myself to you... I knew it then..." he whispered as he looked up, eyes emotional.
Honda looked at him a moment, then kissed him deeply, trying to convey in his kiss everything in his heart.
Bakura wrapped his arms around his love tightly, pressing himself as close as he could as he kissed him back.
After a long moment, Honda pulled back, holding Bakura's face in his hands. "Ryou-neko," he breathed, voice full of love.
Bakura smiled blissfully. "Hiro-hentai," he returned in the same tone, eyes shining with unshed tears.
Honda kissed him again, everything but the two of them fading away.
The rest of the day was lost in a bliss-filled haze. Bakura barely heard anything that was going on in class as he smiled softly, doodling lazy lines in his notebook. Finally class was dismissed and the pale haired boy closed his books, smiling in the knowledge of what was to come.
Honda drifted over to Bakura's desk, barely remembering his own bag in his eagerness to get closer to his boyfriend.
The boy smiled up brightly at him, getting to his feet. "Shall we go, Honda-kun?" he asked barely restraining himself from kissing the boy and linking arms with him.
Yuugi watched the pair leave with affectionate amusement, then picked up both sets of books to have Jounouchi drop off at Honda's house.
Honda impatiently waited for Bakura to open the door, pinning the smaller boy to it before he could relock it behind them. He began kissing the other boy senseless.
Bakura melted against him, reaching behind him to lock the door before wrapping his arms around the taller boy, holding him close.
Honda held Bakura's face between his palms, pressing them both against the door, bodies closely aligned.
The pale haired boy shifted slightly to fit better against Honda, running his hands down the boy's side and slipping them under his uniform, making small near purring sounds as the kiss deepened.
Honda's hands ran down to Bakura's uniform and pulled futilely at the neck clasps of the jacket. He pulled back with an annoyed growl, tugging at the jacket. "You're in layers again," he complained.
The boy smiled. "So are you," he countered, reaching up to slide the blue cloth from his lovers shoulders.
"But I don't have it closed!"
"Always criticizing the way I dress," Bakura chided lightly as he began work on the buttons of Honda's shirt.
"Well, if you'd dress in better clothes I wouldn't," Honda protested, finally just contenting himself with ripping the jacket off the smaller boy.
"You want me to dress like Yuugi-kun, hmmm?" Bakura teased, letting his arms go slack briefly so the blue cloth fell to the floor behind him before undoing the last button on Honda's shirt and gently pulling it down.
"Yes," Honda said decidedly. "But not in public."
Bakura gave a slightly blushing smile. "The catsuit's not enough for you?" he returned, running his hands over Honda's chest.
Honda purred at the touch. "You need more than one sexy outfit, koi."
"Says the one who can never wait to see me naked," Bakura replied with a smile.
"Speaking of which," Honda said, starting to unbutton Bakura's shirt.
The boy gave a soft laugh, tracing lines around the top of Honda's pants.
With the white material hanging open, Honda gave up stripping Bakura to pin him to the door again, kissing him fiercely.
The boy melted into the kiss, eyes closing as he wrapped his arms around his lover.
Honda's hands slid down into Bakura's pants as they kissed, holding the other boy's rear and pulling him closer.
Bakura made small content noises, tracing lines up Honda's back with the backs of his nails.
Honda moaned softly and pulled Bakura's pants and underpants down with a swift movement, leaving the smaller boy wearing only his open shirt.
Bakura pulled away from the kiss, face flushed. "Not here..." he said softly, stepping out from the pile of cloth around his feet.
Honda blinked a few times. "What?"
"I don't want to have sex in the entryway, Hiro," Bakura smiled.
The brunette glanced around, then said "Oh." He scooped Bakura up into his arms and carried him into the apartment to dump him onto the bed. "Here?" he asked hopefully.
The pale haired boy nodded, reaching up to kiss the taller boy as his fingers began working on undoing Honda's pants.
Honda smiled and resumed stroking Bakura's body, breaking the kiss to move his mouth down to Bakura's chest.
The smaller boy's eyes fluttered closed, lips parting slightly with a soft sigh as he pushed down the material of Honda's pants and underwear, reaching up with his feet to pull them off completely.
Honda laughed slightly. "My talented Ryou-neko," he murmured against the pale boy's skin.
Bakura smiled, running his hands up Honda's sides. "Only for you," he returned, sighing blissfully.
"I love you," Honda whispered.
"And I love you...." Bakura echoed. "So much...."
Honda kissed him hungrily, pulling the other boy into a position straddling his lap.
Bakura gave a deep contented sigh, snuggling against his lover happily. "You know, in some cultures, we'd be considered a married couple now," he smiled.
Honda smiled, one arm wrapped around Bakura tightly. "Is that a bad thing?"
"Not really," the pale haired boy replied. "I just never expected it to happen to soon."
Honda nuzzled Bakura's hair. "You expected us to get married, though?" he asked with a smile.
Bakura blushed slightly. "I don't know about that... Tousan would have a heart attack if I married another boy... I'd figured we'd live together like we were married..." his blush deepened.
"Well, just because people don't want to let us get married doesn't mean we can't. We just need witnesses and vows, right?"
Bakura looked up, eyes slightly wide. "Hiro... you want to....?" he asked, slightly in shock.
Honda smiled at him. He leaned close, resting his forehead against Bakura's. "Aishiteru," he whispered.
The pale haired boy's eyes went wide. "Hiro...." he whispered in amazement. He gave a large smile, face shining with happiness.
Honda kissed him. "So Yuugi can be your best man and Jounouchi can be mine...." he said in a lightly teasing tone.
Bakura gave a small laugh. "Mou..." he sighed slightly with a smile before snuggling closer. "Ne, Hiro..." he said softly after a while. "You mean it? You'd want to..?"
For an answer, Honda kissed him again.
Bakura gave a blissful smile, melting again. "Aishiteru, Hiro..." he said softly.
Honda smiled happily, hugging Bakura tightly.
Bakura lazily wandered back to the entry, clad solely in the white shirt he normally wore under his uniform, a small satisfied smile on his face as he scooped out the discarded clothing. "Aah!" He exclaimed, eyes widening in mild distress. "Hiroou!"
Honda poked his head out. "What's wrong, koi?"
The boy held up his uniform, showing the broken clasps on the collar.
"No one closes it all the way up anyway. Who'll notice?" Honda said, looking at the clasps.
"I close it up all the way..." Bakura said softly before sighing. "I'll have to try and repair it..."
"You're the only one who does," Honda protested. "Nobody will notice."
Bakura bit his lip slightly, then shook his head. "I'll try to fix it..." he said softly, heading for the living room.
Honda stepped up behind Bakura and hugged him. "You're sure?"
The pale haired boy near melted into the embrace. "Anzu-chan will notice and then Jounouchi-kun will too..." he pointed out softly.
"Jounouchi knows already and Anzu probably does since Yuugi does."
Bakura blinked slightly. "Jounouchi-kun knows...?" he repeated, slightly surprised.
"That we're together?" Honda blinked. "Bakura, no denial again...."
"No, I know he knows that, daijoubu," Bakura smiled slightly. "Does he know that we... that we've...?"
"He thought we had when he found out," Honda pointed out.
Bakura blushed slightly with a smile. "I guess I just worry too much," he admitted, fingering the broken clasps.
"If you want to fix it you can," Honda said softly, kissing Bakura's neck. "But you shouldn't feel that you have to."
The boy gave a soft sigh at the kiss, melting further. "I just don't want to have to try and explain what happened to them," he said softly.
"Who's going to ask?"
"A teacher... bully... Tousan if he sees it when he gets home... Jounouchi-kun or Anzu-chan..."
"If it's a bully, don't answer and have me deal with him. If it's a teacher, say that you were feverish and couldn't open it properly. You can tell your dad the same. And you can tell Jounouchi and Anzu to mind their own damned business."
Bakura smiled, looking slightly embarrassed. "I couldn't do that, Hiro... You know how Anzu-chan gets... and Jounouchi-kun..."
Honda rubbed his nose against Bakura's neck. "You shouldn't worry about what they'd say."
"I know..." Bakura admitted softly, smiling at the touch. "But I can't help it... I've never had much luck with friends before so I worry..."
"You'll never be alone again," Honda promised.
Bakura gave a blissful smile, melting completely against the taller boy. "Hiro...."
"I will never leave your side."
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Responces to reviews:
Crying Pierrot-san: Thanks. :) It's good to know that fluff/light romance fics are appreicated. *smiles*
Sailor Comet-san: Corney? *laughs* We tried to keep this as realistic a romance as we could, hence the nicknames and slight kink, (though I don't quite see how the leather is corney. *smiles*) as well as the slight problems in the relation, though I do wish to pointout that the troubles here aren't of the Tamahome/Miaka type, where they have this constant cycle of breaking up and getting back together. The troubles Honda and Bakura encounter for the most part are typical problems gay teens face and all come from the outside. No matter the troubles, they still love each other and are close. *Blinks* Lemons? Oh, you mean the shonen ai moments? Un.. the small paragraphs are due to the fact that paragraphs change when the focus chara changes. ^^ [And I hope the note answered your question on Aishiteru. Tis like a proposal. ^^]
Celestra-san: Degraded? *blinks* How so you mean?
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15: Ai
"Ne, Honda-kun?" Yuugi asked, appearing at the side of the taller boy's desk as class broke for lunch. "Can I talk to you a moment?"
"Sure," Honda answered. "No new collars to show off today, I hope."
The boy gave a small laugh. "No, just the old one," he smiled before his face went serious again. He gave a brief look to where Bakura was looking down at his desk, expression slightly depressed before turning back to Honda. "Bakura-kun wa... genki nai...." he said quietly. "What did he say that you won't tell him?" he asked
"That's none of your business," Honda said with a scowl.
"It is because he's my friend," Yuugi pointed out. "I don't want to see this tear you two apart, but Bakura-kun's upset about it. You should talk to him...."
Honda glanced over at his boyfriend and looked guilty. "I didn't want to upset him with it," he murmured.
"It's upsetting him more because he's been trying to guess what it is he said that upset you because he's afraid it's something horrible that might have been true."
Honda looked startled. "Horrible? He couldn't say something horrible if he tried."
Yuugi blinked. "But he said it upset you...." he said, voice unsure and confused.
"Don't think about it, Yuugi," Honda said. "It's still none of your business." He got up and went over to Bakura. "Can we talk, koi?"
The pale haired boy looked up, smiling slightly, eyes apprehensive. Slowly, he nodded.
Honda led the way up to the roof and leaned on the railing. "I really didn't want you to know," he said, almost sadly. "You were feverish and tired and you didn't mean to say it...."
Bakura said nothing, looking down at his feet.
"And I know you didn't mean to hurt me," Honda continued, "But GOD, koi, I can't help it. What if you didn't really mean it?" He shrugged. "I just wanted to pretend it didn't happen and let it go, but...."
Bakura blinked. "If I didn't....?" he repeated in a small voice. "Hiro... What did I say...?" he asked, taking a step closer.
Honda took a deep breath. "After your bath, when I brought you back to the couch... just before you went to sleep, you said...." He tried, but couldn't quite get the word out.
"Hiro...." Bakura said quietly, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder.
"'Aishiteru,'" Honda forced out almost painfully after a moment. "You said 'aishiteru.'" He hung his head. "I just wanted to be able to pretend you really meant it."
Bakura froze, eyes wide. "A--ai..." he stammered, voice shaking slightly in shock.
"I know you were so sick you didn't know what was going on around you," Honda said. "And I don't expect anything out of it, but.... Please don't take it back, koi. Leave me my dreams."
There was a long quiet before Bakura spoke. "I wouldn't take it back...." he said quietly. "I meant it...." he finished in a whisper, voice almost inaudible.
Honda looked up, eyes wide.
Bakura was smiling softly, face deep red as he fidgeted. "I-- I almost said it when-- when we were..." He nervously played with his hands. "When I gave myself to you... I knew it then..." he whispered as he looked up, eyes emotional.
Honda looked at him a moment, then kissed him deeply, trying to convey in his kiss everything in his heart.
Bakura wrapped his arms around his love tightly, pressing himself as close as he could as he kissed him back.
After a long moment, Honda pulled back, holding Bakura's face in his hands. "Ryou-neko," he breathed, voice full of love.
Bakura smiled blissfully. "Hiro-hentai," he returned in the same tone, eyes shining with unshed tears.
Honda kissed him again, everything but the two of them fading away.
The rest of the day was lost in a bliss-filled haze. Bakura barely heard anything that was going on in class as he smiled softly, doodling lazy lines in his notebook. Finally class was dismissed and the pale haired boy closed his books, smiling in the knowledge of what was to come.
Honda drifted over to Bakura's desk, barely remembering his own bag in his eagerness to get closer to his boyfriend.
The boy smiled up brightly at him, getting to his feet. "Shall we go, Honda-kun?" he asked barely restraining himself from kissing the boy and linking arms with him.
Yuugi watched the pair leave with affectionate amusement, then picked up both sets of books to have Jounouchi drop off at Honda's house.
Honda impatiently waited for Bakura to open the door, pinning the smaller boy to it before he could relock it behind them. He began kissing the other boy senseless.
Bakura melted against him, reaching behind him to lock the door before wrapping his arms around the taller boy, holding him close.
Honda held Bakura's face between his palms, pressing them both against the door, bodies closely aligned.
The pale haired boy shifted slightly to fit better against Honda, running his hands down the boy's side and slipping them under his uniform, making small near purring sounds as the kiss deepened.
Honda's hands ran down to Bakura's uniform and pulled futilely at the neck clasps of the jacket. He pulled back with an annoyed growl, tugging at the jacket. "You're in layers again," he complained.
The boy smiled. "So are you," he countered, reaching up to slide the blue cloth from his lovers shoulders.
"But I don't have it closed!"
"Always criticizing the way I dress," Bakura chided lightly as he began work on the buttons of Honda's shirt.
"Well, if you'd dress in better clothes I wouldn't," Honda protested, finally just contenting himself with ripping the jacket off the smaller boy.
"You want me to dress like Yuugi-kun, hmmm?" Bakura teased, letting his arms go slack briefly so the blue cloth fell to the floor behind him before undoing the last button on Honda's shirt and gently pulling it down.
"Yes," Honda said decidedly. "But not in public."
Bakura gave a slightly blushing smile. "The catsuit's not enough for you?" he returned, running his hands over Honda's chest.
Honda purred at the touch. "You need more than one sexy outfit, koi."
"Says the one who can never wait to see me naked," Bakura replied with a smile.
"Speaking of which," Honda said, starting to unbutton Bakura's shirt.
The boy gave a soft laugh, tracing lines around the top of Honda's pants.
With the white material hanging open, Honda gave up stripping Bakura to pin him to the door again, kissing him fiercely.
The boy melted into the kiss, eyes closing as he wrapped his arms around his lover.
Honda's hands slid down into Bakura's pants as they kissed, holding the other boy's rear and pulling him closer.
Bakura made small content noises, tracing lines up Honda's back with the backs of his nails.
Honda moaned softly and pulled Bakura's pants and underpants down with a swift movement, leaving the smaller boy wearing only his open shirt.
Bakura pulled away from the kiss, face flushed. "Not here..." he said softly, stepping out from the pile of cloth around his feet.
Honda blinked a few times. "What?"
"I don't want to have sex in the entryway, Hiro," Bakura smiled.
The brunette glanced around, then said "Oh." He scooped Bakura up into his arms and carried him into the apartment to dump him onto the bed. "Here?" he asked hopefully.
The pale haired boy nodded, reaching up to kiss the taller boy as his fingers began working on undoing Honda's pants.
Honda smiled and resumed stroking Bakura's body, breaking the kiss to move his mouth down to Bakura's chest.
The smaller boy's eyes fluttered closed, lips parting slightly with a soft sigh as he pushed down the material of Honda's pants and underwear, reaching up with his feet to pull them off completely.
Honda laughed slightly. "My talented Ryou-neko," he murmured against the pale boy's skin.
Bakura smiled, running his hands up Honda's sides. "Only for you," he returned, sighing blissfully.
"I love you," Honda whispered.
"And I love you...." Bakura echoed. "So much...."
Honda kissed him hungrily, pulling the other boy into a position straddling his lap.
Bakura gave a deep contented sigh, snuggling against his lover happily. "You know, in some cultures, we'd be considered a married couple now," he smiled.
Honda smiled, one arm wrapped around Bakura tightly. "Is that a bad thing?"
"Not really," the pale haired boy replied. "I just never expected it to happen to soon."
Honda nuzzled Bakura's hair. "You expected us to get married, though?" he asked with a smile.
Bakura blushed slightly. "I don't know about that... Tousan would have a heart attack if I married another boy... I'd figured we'd live together like we were married..." his blush deepened.
"Well, just because people don't want to let us get married doesn't mean we can't. We just need witnesses and vows, right?"
Bakura looked up, eyes slightly wide. "Hiro... you want to....?" he asked, slightly in shock.
Honda smiled at him. He leaned close, resting his forehead against Bakura's. "Aishiteru," he whispered.
The pale haired boy's eyes went wide. "Hiro...." he whispered in amazement. He gave a large smile, face shining with happiness.
Honda kissed him. "So Yuugi can be your best man and Jounouchi can be mine...." he said in a lightly teasing tone.
Bakura gave a small laugh. "Mou..." he sighed slightly with a smile before snuggling closer. "Ne, Hiro..." he said softly after a while. "You mean it? You'd want to..?"
For an answer, Honda kissed him again.
Bakura gave a blissful smile, melting again. "Aishiteru, Hiro..." he said softly.
Honda smiled happily, hugging Bakura tightly.
Bakura lazily wandered back to the entry, clad solely in the white shirt he normally wore under his uniform, a small satisfied smile on his face as he scooped out the discarded clothing. "Aah!" He exclaimed, eyes widening in mild distress. "Hiroou!"
Honda poked his head out. "What's wrong, koi?"
The boy held up his uniform, showing the broken clasps on the collar.
"No one closes it all the way up anyway. Who'll notice?" Honda said, looking at the clasps.
"I close it up all the way..." Bakura said softly before sighing. "I'll have to try and repair it..."
"You're the only one who does," Honda protested. "Nobody will notice."
Bakura bit his lip slightly, then shook his head. "I'll try to fix it..." he said softly, heading for the living room.
Honda stepped up behind Bakura and hugged him. "You're sure?"
The pale haired boy near melted into the embrace. "Anzu-chan will notice and then Jounouchi-kun will too..." he pointed out softly.
"Jounouchi knows already and Anzu probably does since Yuugi does."
Bakura blinked slightly. "Jounouchi-kun knows...?" he repeated, slightly surprised.
"That we're together?" Honda blinked. "Bakura, no denial again...."
"No, I know he knows that, daijoubu," Bakura smiled slightly. "Does he know that we... that we've...?"
"He thought we had when he found out," Honda pointed out.
Bakura blushed slightly with a smile. "I guess I just worry too much," he admitted, fingering the broken clasps.
"If you want to fix it you can," Honda said softly, kissing Bakura's neck. "But you shouldn't feel that you have to."
The boy gave a soft sigh at the kiss, melting further. "I just don't want to have to try and explain what happened to them," he said softly.
"Who's going to ask?"
"A teacher... bully... Tousan if he sees it when he gets home... Jounouchi-kun or Anzu-chan..."
"If it's a bully, don't answer and have me deal with him. If it's a teacher, say that you were feverish and couldn't open it properly. You can tell your dad the same. And you can tell Jounouchi and Anzu to mind their own damned business."
Bakura smiled, looking slightly embarrassed. "I couldn't do that, Hiro... You know how Anzu-chan gets... and Jounouchi-kun..."
Honda rubbed his nose against Bakura's neck. "You shouldn't worry about what they'd say."
"I know..." Bakura admitted softly, smiling at the touch. "But I can't help it... I've never had much luck with friends before so I worry..."
"You'll never be alone again," Honda promised.
Bakura gave a blissful smile, melting completely against the taller boy. "Hiro...."
"I will never leave your side."
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Responces to reviews:
Crying Pierrot-san: Thanks. :) It's good to know that fluff/light romance fics are appreicated. *smiles*
Sailor Comet-san: Corney? *laughs* We tried to keep this as realistic a romance as we could, hence the nicknames and slight kink, (though I don't quite see how the leather is corney. *smiles*) as well as the slight problems in the relation, though I do wish to pointout that the troubles here aren't of the Tamahome/Miaka type, where they have this constant cycle of breaking up and getting back together. The troubles Honda and Bakura encounter for the most part are typical problems gay teens face and all come from the outside. No matter the troubles, they still love each other and are close. *Blinks* Lemons? Oh, you mean the shonen ai moments? Un.. the small paragraphs are due to the fact that paragraphs change when the focus chara changes. ^^ [And I hope the note answered your question on Aishiteru. Tis like a proposal. ^^]
Celestra-san: Degraded? *blinks* How so you mean?