Title: As the Darkness Falls part 3
Pairing: RuHana and others
Rating: PG-13 for now
Author: Harsha
This is an AU fic.
Hanamichi crumpled onto his bed. He couldn't believe what Fujima had just done. He had always thought Fujima was shy, studious and very respectful. He had never seen this brazen side of Fujima before. He hoped that his sempai would not try that again. He wasn't interested in choosing a mate. Hanamichi just wanted to be free. He felt his eyelids closing and he gave into the exhaustion he felt. Within seconds, he was fast asleep.
Kaede tossed and turned in his bed. For some reason, he couldn't seem to get to sleep. His thoughts were invaded by a certain redheaded man. Those eyes of his were utterly mesmerizing. Kaede felt lost when he had looked into those eyes. After a long hour of counting chibi-redheads, Kaede fell asleep. " The breeze blew about the forest and the wind seemed to beckon him. He followed the call of the wind and it led him to a small shack. He opened the door and saw a redheaded angel sitting at a table. As soon as he entered the shack, the angel walked up to him and surrounded him in an embrace with his blood red wings. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to the redhead who responded with hungry kisses of his own. He wrapped his arms around the angel and pulled him closer. Suddenly, the angel was gone and all that was left was a blood red feather in his palm."
Kaede bolted upright in his bed. That dream had felt so real. Who was the redheaded angel he had been embracing? He pulled himself out of bed and moved towards his bedroom window. He was transfixed by the sight of the sun rising. It was magnificent and it distinctly reminded him of the colour of a certain man's hair. The gardener was a truly puzzling man. He looked like someone of royal blood, yet he claimed to be a lowly gardener. Kaede intended to find out more about this man. He slipped on his pants and wrapped his cloak around his shoulders. He was headed towards the gardener's cottage. Pulling his cloak more firmly around his shoulders, he discreetly slipped out of the palace and towards the white cottage behind the palace.
Hanamichi opened his bleary eyes and wearily stared up at the ceiling. Was it just his imagination or was there a very irritating noise coming from outside. He cocked his ears and listened. A few seconds later, he heard the noise again, only to realize it was the sound of someone knocking on his front door. He wondered who it could be so early in the morning. He was only supposed to start his job as the gardener the following day. He unlocked the door and slowly opened it.
Kaede's ice blue eyes took in the sight of a sleepy redheaded man wearing a black sheet around his body. He noticed that Hanamichi's eyes were partially closed and his bright red hair sexily mussed. He also noted that the black sheet was made of silk and that it revealed the fine lines of Hanamichi's body. It was obvious that he wasn't wearing anything under the sheet. " Wake up gardener!" he commanded in a harsh tone. Hanamichi's eyes slowly flickered fully open. Soft honey brown eyes gazed innocently back at him. " What are you doing here so early in the morning?" asked Hanamichi in a puzzled tone. " I couldn't sleep" replied Kaede. " What has that got to do with me?" muttered the redhead. " Put some clothes on. How dare you open your front door and meet people dressed like this!" growled Kaede. " I don't see anything wrong with what I'm wearing" came the grumble from the crimson haired man. Kaede snorted in disgust, " Wearing? You're not wearing anything under the sheet. I can see everything very clearly."
Hanamichi had the modesty to blush and mumbled something about changing his clothes. " Could you please wait for a while. I have to change my clothes, your highness!" He stomped out of the living room and into his bedroom. As he stepped into his room, he saw something no make that someone lying on his bed. He tiptoed towards the person and got ready to strike, only to realize the person sleeping on his bed was none other than his blood brother, Akira Sendoh. He grinned mischeviously and wacked Akira on the head with a pillow. Akira yelped in pain and grabbed Hanamichi's arm, ready to defend himself. He released his hold on the arm when he realized it belonged to none other than Hanamichi.
Hanamichi crumpled onto his bed. He couldn't believe what Fujima had just done. He had always thought Fujima was shy, studious and very respectful. He had never seen this brazen side of Fujima before. He hoped that his sempai would not try that again. He wasn't interested in choosing a mate. Hanamichi just wanted to be free. He felt his eyelids closing and he gave into the exhaustion he felt. Within seconds, he was fast asleep.
Kaede tossed and turned in his bed. For some reason, he couldn't seem to get to sleep. His thoughts were invaded by a certain redheaded man. Those eyes of his were utterly mesmerizing. Kaede felt lost when he had looked into those eyes. After a long hour of counting chibi-redheads, Kaede fell asleep. " The breeze blew about the forest and the wind seemed to beckon him. He followed the call of the wind and it led him to a small shack. He opened the door and saw a redheaded angel sitting at a table. As soon as he entered the shack, the angel walked up to him and surrounded him in an embrace with his blood red wings. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to the redhead who responded with hungry kisses of his own. He wrapped his arms around the angel and pulled him closer. Suddenly, the angel was gone and all that was left was a blood red feather in his palm."
Kaede bolted upright in his bed. That dream had felt so real. Who was the redheaded angel he had been embracing? He pulled himself out of bed and moved towards his bedroom window. He was transfixed by the sight of the sun rising. It was magnificent and it distinctly reminded him of the colour of a certain man's hair. The gardener was a truly puzzling man. He looked like someone of royal blood, yet he claimed to be a lowly gardener. Kaede intended to find out more about this man. He slipped on his pants and wrapped his cloak around his shoulders. He was headed towards the gardener's cottage. Pulling his cloak more firmly around his shoulders, he discreetly slipped out of the palace and towards the white cottage behind the palace.
Hanamichi opened his bleary eyes and wearily stared up at the ceiling. Was it just his imagination or was there a very irritating noise coming from outside. He cocked his ears and listened. A few seconds later, he heard the noise again, only to realize it was the sound of someone knocking on his front door. He wondered who it could be so early in the morning. He was only supposed to start his job as the gardener the following day. He unlocked the door and slowly opened it.
Kaede's ice blue eyes took in the sight of a sleepy redheaded man wearing a black sheet around his body. He noticed that Hanamichi's eyes were partially closed and his bright red hair sexily mussed. He also noted that the black sheet was made of silk and that it revealed the fine lines of Hanamichi's body. It was obvious that he wasn't wearing anything under the sheet. " Wake up gardener!" he commanded in a harsh tone. Hanamichi's eyes slowly flickered fully open. Soft honey brown eyes gazed innocently back at him. " What are you doing here so early in the morning?" asked Hanamichi in a puzzled tone. " I couldn't sleep" replied Kaede. " What has that got to do with me?" muttered the redhead. " Put some clothes on. How dare you open your front door and meet people dressed like this!" growled Kaede. " I don't see anything wrong with what I'm wearing" came the grumble from the crimson haired man. Kaede snorted in disgust, " Wearing? You're not wearing anything under the sheet. I can see everything very clearly."
Hanamichi had the modesty to blush and mumbled something about changing his clothes. " Could you please wait for a while. I have to change my clothes, your highness!" He stomped out of the living room and into his bedroom. As he stepped into his room, he saw something no make that someone lying on his bed. He tiptoed towards the person and got ready to strike, only to realize the person sleeping on his bed was none other than his blood brother, Akira Sendoh. He grinned mischeviously and wacked Akira on the head with a pillow. Akira yelped in pain and grabbed Hanamichi's arm, ready to defend himself. He released his hold on the arm when he realized it belonged to none other than Hanamichi.