by: darkestbeforedawn
summary: flowers and dreams... just what does dreams lead to?
warnings: shounen ai, shoujo ai, and everything else in between. spoiler for entire anime series.
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Flower - Meaning - Pairing -
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Yellow Acacia - Secret love - Shigure x Akito
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Akito was grinding his teeth together, loud enough for the occupants down the hall to hear. And he eyed the package that laid on the ground next to him like it contained his death.
Nothing was particularly special about the said package-- rather plain, really. Flat, brown in color, and about the size of an average doormat. One would wonder why such a simple thing could get the head of the Soumas looking like Tohru had just walked in, declaring her undying love for Yuki. But that was a story for another day.
But oh, it wasn't the package that had riled Akito so. It was the person, man, more accurately, Souma Shigure, the one cursed with the dog spirit, that did it. Usually, Akito was fond of talking with the dark-haired novelist. But lately, something about him got on his nerves. Enough for him to make a check list. And he found that pretty sad.
Was it his ever-visible smile? The one that screamed, 'I know something you don't? Or was it his infauturation with the assets of woman? When he would start a ditty about high-school girls? Was it his charm, the clever remarks that managed to worm it's way through the ever-present darkness of the young Akito's soul?
The pale man didn't want to continue that line of thought.
The package chuckled heartily, teasingly whispering naughty words into the Souma Head's ear, and sounding strangely like a certain someone. Had Hatori ever say his illness would make him delusional?
Akito lifted a lithe arm outside of the window, the one in which he leaned on, and smiled ever so slightly when a small, white bird perched on one of his slender fingers. Shigure had always teased him about his particular habit, and the thought brought an awkward chuckle from his throat.
He got lost in his thoughts alot like that, whether he desired it or not. Especially when it came to the dog jyuunishi. Alot of times, Akito would get lost enough to not notice a pair of kimono-clad arms wrap around his petite form, and bring him onto his lap. Sometimes, he would even let a few innocent kisses placed on his graceful neck to slide. If he was in a good mood, cuddling and nuzzling was allowed, to a certain degree.
The small white bird had already flown back into the sky again Akito turned to look back at the package, waiting ever-so-patiently on the floor. He let his hand slide across it's rough surface, feeling a few bumps while doing so. Picking it up, he tore off the brown paper, feeling a sense of relief when he saw it wasn't anything indecent.
But when the last piece of brown was ripped off, the pale man could only stare at it, blinking. W-What is the meaning of this..?!
A large, white canvas was revealed to him, blank, plain, and ready for a master's touch to make it into a masterpiece. But Akito couldn't help but curse.
"Dammnit, Shigure.. if you think this is a joke... I'll--"
The door to his room slid open, revealing a tall, teal kimono-clad man with soft grey eyes. A small, amused smile was on his face, and he walked closer to the boy who was sprawled on the floor, canvas in hand.
"So, Akito-san, will you let me have the honor of painting you?" inquired the novelist, his tone sounding sincere. There was a look in his eyes that made the Souma Head shiver, and not exaclty in the bad way.
So he stared at him, hands clutching tightly at the edge of the canvas, mouth slightly opened. And managed to say,
"Would that be with or without clothes, Shigure?"
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;; i couldn't help it! shigure x akito is my fav. fruits basket pairing, and they scream for sexual innuendoand i'll start taking some suggestions for pairings now, if anyone would like to request a certain couple although, R & R, onegai (please)?