Disclaimer: I do not own Utena or
any of its characters.
A/N: This may seem kinda weird,
but if you've seen the last few episodes of Utena, you'll understand.
The tall, slender streetlights
flashed by in the corner of Saonji's eye. His long, green hair whipped
wildly around his face and head as the car gained speed.
"Why going so fast, Touga?"
"I feel that I have some
memories. Some memories I want to leave behind," the redheaded bishonen
replied. "If I drive fast I can outrun them."
A full minute passed before Saonji realized he
was done.
"That's stupid."
Touga didn't say anything, just kept driving.
Saonji propped his elbow on the edge of his rolled down window and held
his chin.
"How did you manage to
get the chairman to lend you his car, anyway?"
Touga's lips pulled up into his trademark smirk.
"We're just friends like
that."
Saonji scowled and cast a glare towards him.
"I don't see how you
let the chairman seduce you. It's disgusting."
"Oh, is that a bit of
jealousy I hear?" Touga asked teasingly.
"Don't be ridiculous,
Touga. Not everyone falls for your so-called charm."
Touga laughed lightly as he brought the car to
a slow stop. They jumped nimbly out of the car. Saonji went around to the
back of the car and took out a camera and a tripod. As Touga leaned back
on the hood of the car, Saonji began to set the camera up in front of him.
Touga lay down against the cold steel of the car, his hair spreading out
around him, lifting his knee up a little.
"Saonji…"
"What?"
Touga closed his eyes and rested his hand on his
straightened leg.
"Do you have any memories
you want to leave behind?"
"No, I don't," he replied
curtly, adjusting the camera lens.
Touga sighed. Saonji looked up at him.
"Out of curiosity, what
memories do you have?"
Touga's eyes opened a sliver.
"Do you remember that
girl we found in the coffin?"
Saonji brought his face to the camera and prepared
to take the picture.
"Barely."
"I want to forget. It
makes me sad whenever I think about it."
"Why?"
"I don't think she ever
came out…"
The camera flashed and Touga's shirt fell open,
revealing his lean, yet well-built chest. Saonji pulled away and they switched
places. Saonji sat on the car and spread his legs apart, leaning back.
His arms supported him as he put his head back.
"And there's another,"
Touga continued, getting situated behind the camera.
"What's that?"
"It's very vague in my
memory. I was with a girl. It seems like she was so special than, but she
means nothing to me now. I don't even remember her name."
Touga took the picture and Saonji's shirt fell
open like Touga's, showing off his equally gorgeous body.
"What did you two do?"
He asked, nonchalantly.
"I don't remember really.
Do you think I loved her?"
Saonji slid down to the bottom of the hood.
"I doubt it's possible
for a playboy like you to fall in love."
Touga gave a little smile as he set the timer
on the camera. He went over and sat above Saonji and spread his legs. Saonji's
head was practically in his lap.
"I don't know about that…"
Touga commented, his long, slender fingers sifting through Saonji's hair
before sliding down to rest on his bare chest.
"Really Touga, who have
you ever loved beside yourself?" Saonji asked, tilting his head back carelessly.
Touga leaned forward, his face falling directly
above Saonji's. Saonji jumped a little and his breath caught in his throat
at the surprise. Touga smirked seductively and leaned closer. His
tongue ran lightly over Saonji's lips before sliding into his mouth. They
heard the camera take the picture and Touga pulled away, licking his own
lips subtly. Saonji stared at him for a second then rose to get the camera.
The ride back to the
dormitories was driven in silence. Saonji stared out into the night's darkness.
"Touga?"
"Hmm?"
"Go faster. I now have
a memory I want to forget," he commented, playfully.
Touga laughed his charming, light laugh and it
drifted into the sweet air of night, only to be drowned out by the roar
of the engine as they sped away.
End.
A/N: My first Touga/Saonji fic and my first Utena
short story! Please be nice! ^_^;; Reviews are always appreciated, but
flames are not highly thought of. I may continue this to a lemon…or at
least a lime, if anyone thinks I should.