Disclaimer: Ayame is so pretty. However, I don't own him, or any of the
other characters. I'd love to though.
Ayame's Sexiest Quest
A/N: Thanks to my reviewer for pointing out slight errors! ^^. Here we are again. This will include some fun implied stuff.
~ The Bedroom ~
Ayame stared dismally at the wall in the prepared guest room in the Sohma house. He had failed to capture a pretty virgin for his dear brother. He had merely been smacked upside the head, while naked at that. How shameful! Gure-chan had cured him though. He smiled. He didn't like being dismal. Besides, Tohru-chan had blushed when she'd seen him half naked. He sighed.
"Aya-chan!"
He heard a sing-song voice from some skipping fellow down the hall. Ayame instantly perked up. His Gure-chan was good at making him happy! Maybe he'd understand Ayame's worries if they talked for a while.
Ayame stood up radiantly as Shigure entered the room.
"Gure-chan," he said with a provocative smile, "I want you to pose for me today."
Shigure giggled. He knew nobody was home, so they could play around for a while. Just like old days.
"If it would pleasure you, Aya-chan, I shall! Where do you want me to pose?"
Aya-chan looked around the room. He felt bursts of creativity in the fathoms of his soul. Instead of the bed he saw a field of pink roses. He would draw Gure-chan, and make him look even more beautiful! He giggled at the thoughts of what his imagination could do to his friend.
Downstairs, Tohru, Kyou and Yuki came home from school together. Each of them had been highly preoccupied that day with thoughts of the earlier situation, mainly circled around Ayame. Yuki, for one, did not enjoy the fact that his thoughts were centered on Ayame. The silly man hardly acted his own age. Whenever he got together with Shigure, it was as though perversion raged in the air.
He thought of Tohru. What had she meant when she said he did things with Ayame? It was odd. Suddenly, he felt himself blush. His brother always looked rather horny when he woke up, no matter where. It was the gleam in his eye, the brashness of his actions. Tohru must have assumed they were sleeping together because both of them had their shirts off. He eyed her nervously, and she looked away, blushing furiously.
"Honda-san, please don't do that. There is nothing physical between my brother and me."
Tohru blinked, and stuttered nervously. She had disrespected Yuki! She felt terrible.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't be mad at me, Souma-san! I didn't mean to assume anything!"
Yuki suddenly felt terrible. She looked like she was about to cry. He reached out and patted her nervously on the head. The last thing he wanted on his hands was an upset Tohru. The stupid cat would never let him hear the end of it.
Kyou had paid no attention to the entire affair. On the way home he had been sulking over Ayame-san's actions toward Tohru-chan. She deserved much better than that pervert. She deserved, well, he didn't know. He wanted her, but he didn't think it could ever happen.
All of them suddenly became aware of a giggling from upstairs. They stared at each other in shock. It was Shigure and Ayame giggling like little girls. Kyou grinned evilly, and for the first time in eternity, Yuki agreed with the cat. They raced up the stairs, eager to have something on the owner of the house and his secret lover.
Tohru followed nervously behind, but she remained absolutely unaware of their plot.
They hid in a cluster in the room next door to the guest room, hoping to hear something juicy. Suddenly a loud giggle burst forth, coming most likely from Shigure.
Ayame boomed, "Go to the bed, Gure-chan! Pose for me!"
The eyes of the eavesdropping trio widened in shock. 'So this is what really goes on when Ayame comes to visit,' each of them thought. Tohru blushed madly. They tensed, waiting for the sexual session they were sure would come. Instead, all they could hear was the scratch of a pencil against something. Yuki, Kyou and Tohru each had their own fantasies over what was happening.
Yuki was disgusted. His brother could at least get the privacy of some hotel, instead of seducing the house owner when he knew the other three members of the household would be coming home from school. Especially with Tohru in the house! How shameful! He would never be able to look the ass in the eye again. He did blush, however, at the thought of Ayame ravaging Shigure-san in the guest room during a 'family visit'.
Kyou's mouth dropped in horror as he imaged a flush of erotica in the guest bedroom. He was so angry. Tohru had struggled madly to make it presentable for Ayame to stay in, and then they'd probably make her clean it all up. He imagined some Ayame-style tropical paradise, with lots of delirious language and stripping. The thought, no matter how insane it was, made him blush to the roots of his hair.
Tohru wondered what exactly was going in there. Maybe Ayame was just drawing Shigure, and nothing was actually happening in that way. She blushed. The room was silent as they listened to the scratch of whatever it was.
Suddenly, Ayame's voice rang through the wall. "Guuuuuuure-chan! I have elaborated on your pose! Here's your portrait. You look almost as good as Yuki-chan when you wear pink!"
Yuki turned a bright red, and Kyou smirked. This he would have fun with. Tohru beamed at them.
"See? It was perfectly innocent! Ayame was just drawing a picture of Shigure, that's all."
"That's it Gure-chan! Keep your legs just like that and face me! Ahahaha, splendid! No do not try to get off the bed! Stop resisting! Oh you're so enormous Gure-chan!"
Yuki and Kyou sweat dropped, and Tohru turned a very bright shade of pink.
There was a further rustling and then Ayame began to instruct Shigure on something.
"Now, we start with our materials. We roll the soft stuff around, and then cut it up. No, not like that Gure-chan! Be gentle with it!"
With a start, Kyou and Yuki raced out of their room and blasted into the guest room, catching Aya and Gure absolutely off guard. Their jaws dropped as they witnessed the scene.
Ayame and Shigure sat at a table rolling sushi with shocked expressions on their faces. An easel stood nearby with a freshly drawn picture of Shigure on it in some fashionable pink robe, which Shigure wore.
Tohru came in with a big smile on her face, to bring the peace.
"I agree Ayame-san! Shigure-san does look good in pink!"
Shigure smiled wisely. "Ayame-san, high school girls know best."
Meanwhile, Kyou and Yuki snuck out of the room to lick their wounds and pout.
Later that afternoon, Shigure and Ayame sat lazily on the sofa while the other members of the family went out to do their own thing. Ayame sighed.
"Gure-chan, I am disgusted with myself. I have not had a new insightful sexual pleasure in ages. I must change this, but I do not know how."
Getting down on one knee, Ayame proclaimed,
"Help me, my angel! Send me advice from the depths of your soul!"
Shigure rose rapidly to his feet. He still wore the pink robe, and now from his heart came a new tune of happiness. Flowers burst in the air around them, and Shigure made his speech.
"There is only one solution, Aya-chan. You must go to a land where the high school girls are plenty, and where perverts can shine like stars in the sky. You must embark on a quest to America!"
The two stood side by side under the sunset and sang, "America." So this was the end. Holding hands, they skipped up to the guest room to plan their adventure.
~ The Bedroom ~
A/N: OK, so this is a really weird chapter. I tried to do a bit more character focus, but let me know how you think it's going before I proceed. Please? ^^.
Ayame's Sexiest Quest
A/N: Thanks to my reviewer for pointing out slight errors! ^^. Here we are again. This will include some fun implied stuff.
~ The Bedroom ~
Ayame stared dismally at the wall in the prepared guest room in the Sohma house. He had failed to capture a pretty virgin for his dear brother. He had merely been smacked upside the head, while naked at that. How shameful! Gure-chan had cured him though. He smiled. He didn't like being dismal. Besides, Tohru-chan had blushed when she'd seen him half naked. He sighed.
"Aya-chan!"
He heard a sing-song voice from some skipping fellow down the hall. Ayame instantly perked up. His Gure-chan was good at making him happy! Maybe he'd understand Ayame's worries if they talked for a while.
Ayame stood up radiantly as Shigure entered the room.
"Gure-chan," he said with a provocative smile, "I want you to pose for me today."
Shigure giggled. He knew nobody was home, so they could play around for a while. Just like old days.
"If it would pleasure you, Aya-chan, I shall! Where do you want me to pose?"
Aya-chan looked around the room. He felt bursts of creativity in the fathoms of his soul. Instead of the bed he saw a field of pink roses. He would draw Gure-chan, and make him look even more beautiful! He giggled at the thoughts of what his imagination could do to his friend.
Downstairs, Tohru, Kyou and Yuki came home from school together. Each of them had been highly preoccupied that day with thoughts of the earlier situation, mainly circled around Ayame. Yuki, for one, did not enjoy the fact that his thoughts were centered on Ayame. The silly man hardly acted his own age. Whenever he got together with Shigure, it was as though perversion raged in the air.
He thought of Tohru. What had she meant when she said he did things with Ayame? It was odd. Suddenly, he felt himself blush. His brother always looked rather horny when he woke up, no matter where. It was the gleam in his eye, the brashness of his actions. Tohru must have assumed they were sleeping together because both of them had their shirts off. He eyed her nervously, and she looked away, blushing furiously.
"Honda-san, please don't do that. There is nothing physical between my brother and me."
Tohru blinked, and stuttered nervously. She had disrespected Yuki! She felt terrible.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't be mad at me, Souma-san! I didn't mean to assume anything!"
Yuki suddenly felt terrible. She looked like she was about to cry. He reached out and patted her nervously on the head. The last thing he wanted on his hands was an upset Tohru. The stupid cat would never let him hear the end of it.
Kyou had paid no attention to the entire affair. On the way home he had been sulking over Ayame-san's actions toward Tohru-chan. She deserved much better than that pervert. She deserved, well, he didn't know. He wanted her, but he didn't think it could ever happen.
All of them suddenly became aware of a giggling from upstairs. They stared at each other in shock. It was Shigure and Ayame giggling like little girls. Kyou grinned evilly, and for the first time in eternity, Yuki agreed with the cat. They raced up the stairs, eager to have something on the owner of the house and his secret lover.
Tohru followed nervously behind, but she remained absolutely unaware of their plot.
They hid in a cluster in the room next door to the guest room, hoping to hear something juicy. Suddenly a loud giggle burst forth, coming most likely from Shigure.
Ayame boomed, "Go to the bed, Gure-chan! Pose for me!"
The eyes of the eavesdropping trio widened in shock. 'So this is what really goes on when Ayame comes to visit,' each of them thought. Tohru blushed madly. They tensed, waiting for the sexual session they were sure would come. Instead, all they could hear was the scratch of a pencil against something. Yuki, Kyou and Tohru each had their own fantasies over what was happening.
Yuki was disgusted. His brother could at least get the privacy of some hotel, instead of seducing the house owner when he knew the other three members of the household would be coming home from school. Especially with Tohru in the house! How shameful! He would never be able to look the ass in the eye again. He did blush, however, at the thought of Ayame ravaging Shigure-san in the guest room during a 'family visit'.
Kyou's mouth dropped in horror as he imaged a flush of erotica in the guest bedroom. He was so angry. Tohru had struggled madly to make it presentable for Ayame to stay in, and then they'd probably make her clean it all up. He imagined some Ayame-style tropical paradise, with lots of delirious language and stripping. The thought, no matter how insane it was, made him blush to the roots of his hair.
Tohru wondered what exactly was going in there. Maybe Ayame was just drawing Shigure, and nothing was actually happening in that way. She blushed. The room was silent as they listened to the scratch of whatever it was.
Suddenly, Ayame's voice rang through the wall. "Guuuuuuure-chan! I have elaborated on your pose! Here's your portrait. You look almost as good as Yuki-chan when you wear pink!"
Yuki turned a bright red, and Kyou smirked. This he would have fun with. Tohru beamed at them.
"See? It was perfectly innocent! Ayame was just drawing a picture of Shigure, that's all."
"That's it Gure-chan! Keep your legs just like that and face me! Ahahaha, splendid! No do not try to get off the bed! Stop resisting! Oh you're so enormous Gure-chan!"
Yuki and Kyou sweat dropped, and Tohru turned a very bright shade of pink.
There was a further rustling and then Ayame began to instruct Shigure on something.
"Now, we start with our materials. We roll the soft stuff around, and then cut it up. No, not like that Gure-chan! Be gentle with it!"
With a start, Kyou and Yuki raced out of their room and blasted into the guest room, catching Aya and Gure absolutely off guard. Their jaws dropped as they witnessed the scene.
Ayame and Shigure sat at a table rolling sushi with shocked expressions on their faces. An easel stood nearby with a freshly drawn picture of Shigure on it in some fashionable pink robe, which Shigure wore.
Tohru came in with a big smile on her face, to bring the peace.
"I agree Ayame-san! Shigure-san does look good in pink!"
Shigure smiled wisely. "Ayame-san, high school girls know best."
Meanwhile, Kyou and Yuki snuck out of the room to lick their wounds and pout.
Later that afternoon, Shigure and Ayame sat lazily on the sofa while the other members of the family went out to do their own thing. Ayame sighed.
"Gure-chan, I am disgusted with myself. I have not had a new insightful sexual pleasure in ages. I must change this, but I do not know how."
Getting down on one knee, Ayame proclaimed,
"Help me, my angel! Send me advice from the depths of your soul!"
Shigure rose rapidly to his feet. He still wore the pink robe, and now from his heart came a new tune of happiness. Flowers burst in the air around them, and Shigure made his speech.
"There is only one solution, Aya-chan. You must go to a land where the high school girls are plenty, and where perverts can shine like stars in the sky. You must embark on a quest to America!"
The two stood side by side under the sunset and sang, "America." So this was the end. Holding hands, they skipped up to the guest room to plan their adventure.
~ The Bedroom ~
A/N: OK, so this is a really weird chapter. I tried to do a bit more character focus, but let me know how you think it's going before I proceed. Please? ^^.