Hip-hip Yu-ey!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own squat in this story…except the actual story itself.
Chapter 2- Naked Thatcher…Thank Clow For Austin
Yue had to levitate off the bed in order to see the alarm clock over Touya's sleeping form. Midnight. The night before the three full moons. Nothing special about it…so why couldn't he sleep?
He drifted back down to the mattress his slight weight indenting the surface; it shouldn't have been enough to disturb the dark youth considering the strenuous activity he and the Snow Bunny had been indulging in! But still the tanned face creased into a frown and a fumbling hand quested for his lover. Yue allowed his arm to be captured in a possessive grip and watched a satisfied smile hover over the faintly parted mouth. What he wasn't prepared for was the nude, hair roughened leg that draped itself across his own. Uh…okay, this was…awkward…and kinda nice…No it wasn't! Yuck, gross, sick, pass me the bucket!
He shifted closer to the wall and away from his sleeping partner and this time the human scowled…he seemed to have quite a talent for it but of course he offered no little competition. There was no real heat behind the glares and Yue himself could do it without even wrinkling his brow. Well, I guess some of us just got the knack. It's like- Hey Mr Hand, where the hell do you think you're going? Callused but elegant fingers were skating across his abdomen towards- Oh dear Clow…I am as composed and unfeeling as a rock (unfortunate imagery…), surrounded by calm cool waters, I am- Ooh, just a little lower. Almost…just a little- Stop it! I DO NOT LIKE THIS! It's like-like…the sound of cotton wool being torn in half, custard when there's a nasty skin on it, chewing tin foil with a mouth full of fillings, mixing – Ah, foul fingers go no further! Bridge is out, pay the toll, dead end, traffic lights, pile-up. Come on Yue, something truly disgusting… 'Margaret Thatcher naked on a cold day!' (Clow bless you Austin Powers) Oh yes, that did the trick but I should probably bring Yuki back to the fore…right now…like NOW…Yuki?… *Mental whistle* Here boy! Breakfast… and answer there came none. Holy shit! Since that was the most appropriate thought he decided to say it aloud.
"Holy shit!"
Touya shot into a sitting position and stared around his darkened room blearily. "I'm up…I didn't do it…It's Sakura's turn…I'm ill…I've got to work." After muttering a random list of his most frequent replies he yawned. "Pick one of those and let me go back to sleep."
"Um Touya? If you would just rotate your head ninety degrees to the right you'd actually be able to talk to something besides empty space…"
Taking his companions words literally the sleepy male attempted the Exorcist manoeuvre but still only managed a glimpse of the Guardian at the periphery of his vision. "Yue?"
"Yes."
"Yue?"
The silvery being sighed, I don't have time for this. "Touya, get it through you're head that it's me and then prepare to listen because I have a little problem."
"I'm sure its not that little Yue, I had wondered if you were compensating for something with Yuki's endowments, which I must say are-"
"I am being serious." Yue interrupted stiffly.
"You mean serious as in serious or serious?"
The Guardian thought for a while, if I was a demented human what would the answer be? "Neither."
"Oh! Okay I'm listening." Not with one side of your head you're not! Taking action Yue placed his suddenly inadequate hands onto the broad, warm surface of the footballers chest from behind and half pulled, half pushed him back onto the headboard.
"Yuu-eey." He smirked. "Shame on you for taking advantage of me."
"Oh shut up!" The Guardian snapped. The footballer toyed with the shimmering hair that had draped itself over his torso.
"Say please…" With a self-pitying sigh the increasingly irritated Angel obeyed.
"Please." He gritted.
The mischievous human ruffled his precious hair. "Ah Yue, you know you don't have to beg!"
"What!" Insufferable human! "Don't flatter yourself."
Touya lifted an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"
"Certainly not!" Yue winced at how prim he sounded.
"Lighten up Moony. You're sounding your age."
"I've had just about enough of your insolence!"
"Now you're sounding twice as old."
"Respect your elders then!" For some reason the withering glare that accompanied this had no effect…Holy Clow! Have I lost my gift?
"It's kinda hard when the 'elder' is wearing bunny rabbit pyjama bottoms…" Feeling a sudden onslaught of dread Yue looked down over the naked skin of his chest to the well worn, embroidered bottoms adorning his lower half.
"By the cards and all that is Clow! Who could wear such an article of, I hesitate to say, 'clothing'?"
"Your false form certainly likes them." Touya teased.
"Well he always seems remarkably eager for you to take them off!" The Guardian retorted.
"Hmmm, yes he-." The fond smile sharpened. "Have you been a peeping Yue?"
"It's my body!"
Touya shuddered. "You sounded worryingly feminine when you said that."
"Well since you bat for the other side I'm probably safer that way!"
"I beg your pardon?" The younger man looked surprised.
"Come on," Yue scoffed. "You've been after me since we first met!"
"Now who's flattering themselves?"
The Moon Angel snorted. "How typical of you to deny it, yo-."
"Very well I wont deny it."
Yue blinked rapidly. "Excuse me?"
"Yue I am after you're body."
"Uh…"
"Move closer so I can have a grope then!" Touya formed a spider with his hand and began walking it across the rumpled covers towards the stunned creation.
"Uhh…" I guess I'll continue with the non-verbal fillers until my brain is functioning again…
The 'spider' stilled and a delighted smile formed. "Yue are you actually considering obeying me?"
Talk about an astute human. "No!" Yes! He found himself immobilised by a pair of inscrutable dark eyes before the youth sat up straighter and folded his hands in his lap patiently.
"So what's this problem then?"
"I can't find Yukito." He blurted and watched as Touya's sensual mouth quirked.
"Your false forms gone A.W.O.L has he?" Leaning forward he rapped his knuckles on Yue's chest over his heart and cupped a hand beside his mouth. "Hello? Yuki? You in there?" The Guardian gripped his chin within cool fingers and brought their gazes level.
"Touya…I – CAN'T – FIND- YUKITO! Comprende? This is not a joke and even if I had a sense of humour it wouldn't be in such bad taste!" The dark haired human frowned.
"So you're saying you can't find Yuki?"
Hallelujah! "Exactly."
"That's strange…" After chewing on his lip for a while that appeared to be all he would say.
"Aren't you worried?" Yue asked.
"Not worried…a little concerned maybe but you're still here so-."
"What has that got to do with it?"
The footballer looked surprised at the question. "Well you're the same aren't you…"
What planet are you living on? "How do you figure?"
"Lots of little things, similarities…also," before even Yue's enhanced reflexes could deflect the move his mouth was covered by the warmth of Touya's.
"Mmph."
It lasted only long enough for the younger male to dart his tongue within the others firm lips after which he sat back, licking his lips thoughtfully while the silvery being gaped at him.
"Just as I thought…you both taste the same."
"Uh…" He seemed to be saying that a lot recently…
Touya seemed unfazed however. "Of course Yuki is a much better kisser…" That brought Yue out of his libido.
"Why you little-."
"YUE!!!"
"Kero?"
"Happy birthday!"
"What?" Yue and Touya spoke simultaneously.
"Yeah I know it's way past midnight and that's the official time but…well…I was having this really great dream about a bouncy castle that had sweets scattered all over it and when you bounced you had to catch them!"
The Moon Guardian stared at him. "It's my birthday?"
"It's your birthday?" Touya was evidently in shock that he even had such a calendar event.
A sleepy Sakura entered the room her emerald eyes gradually forming saucers in her cherubic face. "It's your birthday?"
"Its…my birthday…" And I'll cry if I want to…where the hell did that come from!?
Cue ridiculously misplaced birthday music
* I really don't like this chapter but it was taking too long to update so I just scribbled it down. Please review. I mean come on, I get points for the fact we still don't seem to have a plot right?
DISCLAIMER: I don't own squat in this story…except the actual story itself.
Chapter 2- Naked Thatcher…Thank Clow For Austin
Yue had to levitate off the bed in order to see the alarm clock over Touya's sleeping form. Midnight. The night before the three full moons. Nothing special about it…so why couldn't he sleep?
He drifted back down to the mattress his slight weight indenting the surface; it shouldn't have been enough to disturb the dark youth considering the strenuous activity he and the Snow Bunny had been indulging in! But still the tanned face creased into a frown and a fumbling hand quested for his lover. Yue allowed his arm to be captured in a possessive grip and watched a satisfied smile hover over the faintly parted mouth. What he wasn't prepared for was the nude, hair roughened leg that draped itself across his own. Uh…okay, this was…awkward…and kinda nice…No it wasn't! Yuck, gross, sick, pass me the bucket!
He shifted closer to the wall and away from his sleeping partner and this time the human scowled…he seemed to have quite a talent for it but of course he offered no little competition. There was no real heat behind the glares and Yue himself could do it without even wrinkling his brow. Well, I guess some of us just got the knack. It's like- Hey Mr Hand, where the hell do you think you're going? Callused but elegant fingers were skating across his abdomen towards- Oh dear Clow…I am as composed and unfeeling as a rock (unfortunate imagery…), surrounded by calm cool waters, I am- Ooh, just a little lower. Almost…just a little- Stop it! I DO NOT LIKE THIS! It's like-like…the sound of cotton wool being torn in half, custard when there's a nasty skin on it, chewing tin foil with a mouth full of fillings, mixing – Ah, foul fingers go no further! Bridge is out, pay the toll, dead end, traffic lights, pile-up. Come on Yue, something truly disgusting… 'Margaret Thatcher naked on a cold day!' (Clow bless you Austin Powers) Oh yes, that did the trick but I should probably bring Yuki back to the fore…right now…like NOW…Yuki?… *Mental whistle* Here boy! Breakfast… and answer there came none. Holy shit! Since that was the most appropriate thought he decided to say it aloud.
"Holy shit!"
Touya shot into a sitting position and stared around his darkened room blearily. "I'm up…I didn't do it…It's Sakura's turn…I'm ill…I've got to work." After muttering a random list of his most frequent replies he yawned. "Pick one of those and let me go back to sleep."
"Um Touya? If you would just rotate your head ninety degrees to the right you'd actually be able to talk to something besides empty space…"
Taking his companions words literally the sleepy male attempted the Exorcist manoeuvre but still only managed a glimpse of the Guardian at the periphery of his vision. "Yue?"
"Yes."
"Yue?"
The silvery being sighed, I don't have time for this. "Touya, get it through you're head that it's me and then prepare to listen because I have a little problem."
"I'm sure its not that little Yue, I had wondered if you were compensating for something with Yuki's endowments, which I must say are-"
"I am being serious." Yue interrupted stiffly.
"You mean serious as in serious or serious?"
The Guardian thought for a while, if I was a demented human what would the answer be? "Neither."
"Oh! Okay I'm listening." Not with one side of your head you're not! Taking action Yue placed his suddenly inadequate hands onto the broad, warm surface of the footballers chest from behind and half pulled, half pushed him back onto the headboard.
"Yuu-eey." He smirked. "Shame on you for taking advantage of me."
"Oh shut up!" The Guardian snapped. The footballer toyed with the shimmering hair that had draped itself over his torso.
"Say please…" With a self-pitying sigh the increasingly irritated Angel obeyed.
"Please." He gritted.
The mischievous human ruffled his precious hair. "Ah Yue, you know you don't have to beg!"
"What!" Insufferable human! "Don't flatter yourself."
Touya lifted an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"
"Certainly not!" Yue winced at how prim he sounded.
"Lighten up Moony. You're sounding your age."
"I've had just about enough of your insolence!"
"Now you're sounding twice as old."
"Respect your elders then!" For some reason the withering glare that accompanied this had no effect…Holy Clow! Have I lost my gift?
"It's kinda hard when the 'elder' is wearing bunny rabbit pyjama bottoms…" Feeling a sudden onslaught of dread Yue looked down over the naked skin of his chest to the well worn, embroidered bottoms adorning his lower half.
"By the cards and all that is Clow! Who could wear such an article of, I hesitate to say, 'clothing'?"
"Your false form certainly likes them." Touya teased.
"Well he always seems remarkably eager for you to take them off!" The Guardian retorted.
"Hmmm, yes he-." The fond smile sharpened. "Have you been a peeping Yue?"
"It's my body!"
Touya shuddered. "You sounded worryingly feminine when you said that."
"Well since you bat for the other side I'm probably safer that way!"
"I beg your pardon?" The younger man looked surprised.
"Come on," Yue scoffed. "You've been after me since we first met!"
"Now who's flattering themselves?"
The Moon Angel snorted. "How typical of you to deny it, yo-."
"Very well I wont deny it."
Yue blinked rapidly. "Excuse me?"
"Yue I am after you're body."
"Uh…"
"Move closer so I can have a grope then!" Touya formed a spider with his hand and began walking it across the rumpled covers towards the stunned creation.
"Uhh…" I guess I'll continue with the non-verbal fillers until my brain is functioning again…
The 'spider' stilled and a delighted smile formed. "Yue are you actually considering obeying me?"
Talk about an astute human. "No!" Yes! He found himself immobilised by a pair of inscrutable dark eyes before the youth sat up straighter and folded his hands in his lap patiently.
"So what's this problem then?"
"I can't find Yukito." He blurted and watched as Touya's sensual mouth quirked.
"Your false forms gone A.W.O.L has he?" Leaning forward he rapped his knuckles on Yue's chest over his heart and cupped a hand beside his mouth. "Hello? Yuki? You in there?" The Guardian gripped his chin within cool fingers and brought their gazes level.
"Touya…I – CAN'T – FIND- YUKITO! Comprende? This is not a joke and even if I had a sense of humour it wouldn't be in such bad taste!" The dark haired human frowned.
"So you're saying you can't find Yuki?"
Hallelujah! "Exactly."
"That's strange…" After chewing on his lip for a while that appeared to be all he would say.
"Aren't you worried?" Yue asked.
"Not worried…a little concerned maybe but you're still here so-."
"What has that got to do with it?"
The footballer looked surprised at the question. "Well you're the same aren't you…"
What planet are you living on? "How do you figure?"
"Lots of little things, similarities…also," before even Yue's enhanced reflexes could deflect the move his mouth was covered by the warmth of Touya's.
"Mmph."
It lasted only long enough for the younger male to dart his tongue within the others firm lips after which he sat back, licking his lips thoughtfully while the silvery being gaped at him.
"Just as I thought…you both taste the same."
"Uh…" He seemed to be saying that a lot recently…
Touya seemed unfazed however. "Of course Yuki is a much better kisser…" That brought Yue out of his libido.
"Why you little-."
"YUE!!!"
"Kero?"
"Happy birthday!"
"What?" Yue and Touya spoke simultaneously.
"Yeah I know it's way past midnight and that's the official time but…well…I was having this really great dream about a bouncy castle that had sweets scattered all over it and when you bounced you had to catch them!"
The Moon Guardian stared at him. "It's my birthday?"
"It's your birthday?" Touya was evidently in shock that he even had such a calendar event.
A sleepy Sakura entered the room her emerald eyes gradually forming saucers in her cherubic face. "It's your birthday?"
"Its…my birthday…" And I'll cry if I want to…where the hell did that come from!?
Cue ridiculously misplaced birthday music
* I really don't like this chapter but it was taking too long to update so I just scribbled it down. Please review. I mean come on, I get points for the fact we still don't seem to have a plot right?