Hiya, SakuraBubbles here. So… how many people want to kill me after last chapter? … Whoa—what are you doing with tha-AAAAAA—::is whacked in the head with… a tennis racket::
Haru: There. That's for beating me up. Hello people, this is Haru, doing SB's job. We have—uh, what the—AAAAAH—::is glomped by fangirls/boys::
Yuki: Seeing as Haru is incapable of continuing, I—AHHH—::is glomped as well::
Kyo: ::opens his mouth and is glomped::
Ayame: HAHAHA! It was my job to keep back their fans… I guess I failed. My fans are waiting like good little fans elsewhere, so I musn't keep them waiting. ::looks at SB's body:: Well, she was going to tell you all that we have a very fun chapter ahead! Singing, dancing, modeling, Kyo and Tohru wandering SLIGHTLY into the red light district—my my! If I got into it all, I'd give away the whole chapter! HAHAHA! But! Do you know what the real reason this chapter is great?
Hiro: … I don't care. I don't show up again unti—
Ayame: ME! HAHAHA! I'M in the chapter!! That makes it all that much better!!
Shigure: Aaya, I think you should keep on topic. Remember SB's warning?
Ayame: About my sexiness? Or about yours, Gure-san… ::eyes narrow seductively::
Shigure: Well, between the two… WAIT, no Aaya, I mean about the Japanese lyrics later.
Ayame: Oh yeah. There's a tiny bit of Japanese singing in this chapter and SB refused to translate it until the next Author's Note ((which hopefully won't be as long)). The only reason she has it left in Japanese is because that is how the song is sung.
Shigure: Also, as some of you may know, Dir en Grey is a real band. SB does not own them. Now then, Aaya… we should be off! ::grabs his hand and runs off::
Chapter Eight: Hebi
Over the weekend, Kyo was very sweet with Tohru as usual, who was worried greatly about Akito's condition and more so about whether he was going to hurt her like that. Haru and Yuki were careful with each other and Yuki told Haru everything, meaning he told him all of the things Akito had done to him. Haru was always so attentive to his stories and it made Yuki really feel loved. And usually after Yuki told him things like that, they spent a very nice night together. It didn't always lead to sex, but rather pleasant cuddling and sweet words. The two couples were inseparable.
As for Shigure, he had explained to Yuki and Haru that Akito had asked him and he had initially lied but Akito knew. He had no choice but to tell him. When Shigure tried to apologize to them for overhearing them, they said nothing in response, but both blushed incredibly. Shigure had laughed and said, "It's okay, I've had my share of men as well. Speaking of which, I wonder if Aaya is home…" He had then left the two boys sputtering in surprise.
On the thought of Ayame, toward the end of the month, the man invited the gang to hang out at his shop for the day. Apparently, there was going to be some sort of fashion show with models, glamour, and delight to fill the evening. Tohru was excited about the invitation while, of course, Yuki was not.
"Why don't you go with Kyo? I'm sure that stupid cat would love to go see my brother's shop," Yuki tried to persuade Tohru. Kyo hissed at him.
"He's your brother!! Why don't you take your boyfriend there out on a date, eh? You guys like this sort of stuff, right?"
Haru wanted to whack him in the face but Yuki said something instead.
"I hated wearing that stupid dress…" he said sourly. Haru blinked.
"You wore a dress?"
Kyo laughed hard at Haru's response and the action earned him a punch to the chest. The cat boy fell over backwards as the rat boy rubbed his knuckle.
"GAH! You bastard! It's the truth—you can't escape it!"
"Say anymore and I won't ever go easy on you ever again… and Haru, pretend he didn't say it," Yuki commanded, a blush hot across his face. Haru wasn't able to reply thanks to Shigure gliding in from the kitchen.
"Aaya invited all of us! That means that, as the adult, I decide what we do and don't do! Plus I want to see Aaya."
Memories of what he had said about Ayame earlier flooded back into Yuki and Haru's minds and they said nothing in response though their faces looked… less than happy. Shigure put on his best whimpering face and looked to Tohru.
"Tohru-kun, you wouldn't let an old dog like me suffer thanks to these boys and their selfish ways, would you?"
Although she had stayed with them for two years now, she was not yet immune to Shigure's whining.
"Well, I suppose—"
"Tohru! Come on! Don't listen to him—he's the dog who cried wolf!" snapped Kyo, shaking an angry fist at Shigure. Shigure leaned over to Tohru, putting the back of his hand to his forehead.
"Aaah… see, Tohru-kun? They are so meeeeeeeeean!"
Tohru's eyes shifted between her handsome lovable twitching boyfriend to the inexcusably adorable whimpering Shigure. She then trailed her eyes to Haru because he seemed to be neutral to these kinds of things.
"Hatsuharu-san…"
"I've never been to the shop. I can be your chaperone, I suppose," Haru said. Tohru pointed to herself.
"I need a chaperone?"
"No, he does," Haru pointed a slender finger lazily to Shigure. Kyo groaned.
"I don't want you to go without me. I… I guess I'll go…"
Yuki frowned. He wasn't about to sit alone at home, so he looked to Haru. "You had said that you wanted a pretty dress to wear as 'Hatsuharu-hime.' I'll come too, in order to help pick one out."
"Y-Yuki!!" Haru yelped, blushing. Shigure's laughter was loud and obnoxious—it even got Kyo to help Haru throw him out of the room.
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"Ah! You all came!" Ayame squealed as the quintet entered the shop. He and Shigure gave each other their usual homoerotic remarks and thumbs up as Kyo hissed loudly to the side and the three other teenagers gave blank stares.
"So you've come to watch the show?" Ayame asked. Mine, dressed in a flight attendant's uniform, appeared at his side.
"Tohru-chan!!" she squealed, running over and hugging the girl tightly. Unfortunately, she hadn't noticed Tohru's broken arm. Tohru kept her pain quiet, much to her discomfort, but was extremely grateful when Mine released her.
"Tohru-chan, it's good to see you!!" She trailed her eyes across the boys' faces and rested on Kyo's. "Is that your boyfriend?"
Tohru blushed and nodded with a weak, "Y-yes…"
"Aww, how cute!! I could tell that the young master and the other boy weren't because they look as though they might be dating each other! Are you?? Gay couples are adorable!"
Yuki blushed and looked at anywhere but Haru. Kyo and Haru shared glances and found equal amusement in their partners' bashfulness. Ayame smiled proudly to Shigure.
"Come, come, let me show you the dresses we're modeling!"
Although it is assured that none of them actually wanted to, they followed behind him and Mine diligently. They were impressed by the neat state of the backroom considering that the shop was holding a show that night. Yuki sort of admired, though he would never say, how neat his brother was. Ayame was always cleaning something or another, something Yuki could never do outside of his own room, thus the reason that the kitchen looked so bad all that time ago. Then again, Shigure was the major cause—he was so damn lazy.
Tohru's eyes lit up at the dresses that Ayame showed them. There were many different kinds and Ayame explained that the store had just bought a new brand name and that was the reasoning for the show in the first place.
"They're all so wonderful!" cheered Tohru. She gazed happily at Kyo. "Don't you think so?"
"Huh? Me?" asked Kyo. He grimaced. "Hell no. This stuff is for girls—all frilly and crap. I hate it." At Tohru's sad face, he freaked out. "N-not to say that you don't look good in dresses!! You looked incredible in that dress Ayame brought home for you earlier! You'd look great in all of these dresses…"
Tohru beamed while the cat boy blushed heatedly. The girl linked her hands with his and continued to look at the dresses. When the group got to the last dress, Haru stared at it.
"This one seems different from the others…"
"Yeah, I guess one of the company's best models is coming tonight so they sent the dress for his use only. None of the other models are allowed to wear it," Ayame replied, braiding his hair. It took them a moment before they realized…
"HIS?!"
"Huh? Oh, yes. This dress is made for a man to wear."
They looked at the dress in an all new light afterward. Only Tohru, Haru, and Shigure said that it still looked beautiful after the discovery. Kyo was too disgusted and Yuki could find no words to say. Mine, who had returned to the front of the store, suddenly ran back.
"Ayame-san! It's horrible! The modeling agency called!" she yelped. "That model is really stuck up! Apparently, he doesn't feel like coming! He said that it's not worth his time!!! What are we going to do? The company will be upset if we don't show off the dress!!!"
Kyo tipped over and banged his head on the wall.
"Why does this feel like a stupid anime or something?"
Tohru looked to him. "What do you mean?"
"Those damn cartoons always have stupid scenarios like this…"
"It's not just anime, regular movies do, too," Shigure put in. Ayame completely ignored them and grabbed Shigure's hand.
"Gure-san! What are your measurements?! I need to fill this dress!!!"
"There's no way I'd fit into that!!"
"But the dress is too short for me to wear, Gure-san! Plus, I'm the MC!"
Slowly, they all turned to Yuki. Yuki glared viciously at them.
"No. No, no, no."
"Yuki!" yelled Ayame, moving from Shigure to his brother. "This is your chance to step up to the plate in order to close the gap between your older brother and you! We must take action!!! Quickly, my young brother! Let me measure you!!!!"
"I said no! I've already been humiliated once," Yuki fumed. Ayame got down on his knees.
"Please, my brother, please… I will do anything! Just put on the dress in tonight's show—"
"These measurements match my measurements…"
All of them looked, wide eyed to Haru seeing that the boy was looking at the dress' tag intently. He looked over to them with a blank face.
"… What?"
"You have no idea what you just did…" was all Yuki could do to warn him before Ayame and Mine rushed the ox boy into the dressing room with the dress. The others stared at the curtain separating the room from the door to the dressing room with vacant faces.
"Too late," Kyo muttered and spun around, eager to get the hell out of there, but alas, had to stay. He jumped onto the couch and invited Tohru to sit instead of standing there sputtering like the others.
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"A cow in a dress… now this I gotta see…" said Shigure once Ayame announced that Haru was dressed. However, as the older man tried to stand, Yuki jumped in front of him and ran into the other room. Mine allowed him in with eagerness. Haru looked at him.
"I feel… really… really…"
"Stupid? Ashamed? Useless?"
"… Pretty."
Well, Yuki couldn't argue with that. The dress did look nice on Haru, he supposed. Perhaps the platform boots were a bit too much though… The dress itself draped to the floor and was black and lacy—apparently the style was gothic Lolita, so Haru had a dark presence about him. One could easily mistake him for Saki, had his hair not been so short and white. His eyes were lined with thick eyeliner and his bottom lip was done up with black lipstick. He was smiling rather goofily so it was hard to give that stoic Lolita style.
"Though I must admit I feel a little silly."
"Kurame-san, would you mind…?" Yuki asked of Mine. The girl giggled and left the room. Haru blushed as Yuki walked over to him.
"Not that our heights are that different, but… you're taller than me…"
"As it should be. I am the dominant one."
Yuki pretended to be appalled and put his hands to his hips. "Haru! Technically I should be the dominant one—I am older."
Haru touched Yuki's face with his velvet gloved hand, his eyes narrow and seductive.
"Maybe later—"
He was interrupted by loud laughter coming from Kyo. Haru dropped his hand at his side and turned angrily to Kyo, the bottom of the dress spilling out beautifully.
"What the hell do you want?!"
"You look ridiculous!"
"You're just jealous that you don't look this good in a dress!"
He was joking, but Kyo didn't realize this.
"Hahaha, trust me," he laughed, "I couldn't give a rat's ass about looking good in dresses. That's for you fags to obsess over."
Yuki sent him flying out the door with a hard kick to the stomach. Haru would have helped but with his boots he might've actually killed him.
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Many people had come to the show and were dazzled by the boy's looks in the dress. The modeling company apologized for their star model's behavior and offered to pay and further publicize Ayame's shop so in the end, everything turned out even better than originally planned. The agency had asked to speak with Haru, but the boy was far too eager to get back into his chaps than to deal with that. Ayame took the agency's card anyway in order to give it to Haru.
Ayame decided to reward Haru for his deed by promising to take them out to an expensive restaurant for dinner that very night. Haru had trouble with removing the makeup so Mine helped him with both that and undressing. Shigure later joked about how cross dressing must be part of the zodiac curse as well, since so many men of the Souma family liked to do so.
"I felt like Totchi…" Haru remarked at dinner as he looked over the menu. Yuki looked to him.
"Totchi?"
"A member of a band I listen to. What are you having for dinner?"
Yuki answered him before thinking, I really don't know much about what Haru's favorite things are… Man, I'm such a horrible person—I've never even thought to ask… So he vowed to learn more about him. He cared about him so much—it really surprised him how little he knew about his own boyfriend. His eyes trailed to Kyo, whom was chatting happily with Tohru. Tohru laughed gaily at something he said and then caught Yuki's eyes. She gave him her wonderful smile and went back to talking with Kyo. Those two know everything about each other… He looked back to Haru and found that he was being watched by said teenager.
"Something wrong?" he asked, smiling.
"Nothing bad really… Haru, what band is it?"
"Band? What?"
"The band that Totchi guy is from… what's it called?"
"Dir en Grey… why? You wanna listen to some of their stuff?"
"Uhh… sure…"
Haru's smile broadened. He knew what Yuki was doing. "The lead singer's name is also Kyo. He's pretty crazy."
Kyo heard his name, not realizing that they weren't actually talking about him in particular.
"What did you just say?"
"I wasn't talking about you, stupid kitten."
"Don't call me a kitten!"
"Oh, so that means you're stupid?"
"Shut up you fat cow!!"
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August turned into September as it normally did and Tohru's arm was at last healed. Although technically Shigure should have sent the boy home, Haru pleaded and begged to be able to stay. Yuki didn't exactly beg or plead, but he did ask permission from Shigure for the boy to continue lodging with them. It was somewhat logical, considering that the school was that much closer to their house than the main house. But where would he sleep?
"I'm fine on the couch," Haru had said. Yuki didn't like having to keep Haru down there all the time, though. So Shigure agreed to let Haru stay in Yuki's room—but not until after making them sign a contract about how they had to promise not to be loud, simply to humiliate them. Luckily, although he threatened to, Shigure decided against hanging it above the door outside.
In the middle of the month, Kyo and Tohru's relationship strengthened and took a step forward. That night, a Friday, Shigure had gone out to visit Ayame, leaving the four of them home alone. Kyo suggested to Tohru that they go out for a bite to eat, for they haven't done so in quite some time.
"Really? That'd be fun!"
"Do you want that damn rat and cow to join us?" he asked, figuring that she would ask. She shook her head and kissed him politely on the lips.
"Nope. I want it to be just you and me tonight."
"You're s-serious?!" Kyo stammered. Tohru nodded. Well, I'm not about to argue with that… he thought. "So… where do you wanna go?"
"How about that restaurant we went to during the summer? On our first date?"
Kyo blushed. He would never get used to that.
"Y-Yeah, that's a good idea. Make sure to grab a jacket 'cause it'll get cold."
Tohru nodded and ran upstairs to her room to grab a jacket (and brush her hair and neaten herself up) as Kyo walked into the kitchen. Haru was at the table reading a book.
"Tohru and I are going out for some food," Kyo told him. Haru didn't look away from the page he was looking at when he replied with, "All right."
"Don't do anything sickening with Yuki while we're gone!!"
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They had a wonderful dinner together. Tohru looked beautiful that night with the moonlight cascading down on her skin, which was pale in contrast to his own. Kyo looked nice as he always did and he was keeping his cool as best he could while ignoring the kittens that had come around the restaurant. Afterwards, they headed back to the house. On the way, they passed a bench.
"Kyo-kun," Tohru halted him. "Let's sit."
Kyo looked at the bench and agreed, carefully putting one arm around her, leaving his other at his side. Tohru sighed happily and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Tohru… are you mad that I can't hold you?" Kyo suddenly asked. He felt her shake her head against his shoulder. Kyo grunted.
"I am…"
"But it's okay, Kyo-kun. I'd rather not hold you than have a cat in my arms… not to say that I dislike your cat form but I mean I know it can't be fun for you to be a cat and—"
He laughed and brought his fingers to her neck, tickling her. She giggled and playfully swatted at him to stop.
"Ahaha! Ky-Kyo-kun! St-ahahaha!"
He did stop eventually and then brought her down to rest her head in his lap. She smiled up to him and reached up, touching his face delicately.
"Kyo-kun… I love you…"
"I love you, too, Tohru…"
She leaned upward and met her lips with his and he cautiously snuck his arm around her back, his other resting stationary on her stomach. Their kiss deepened and Kyo rubbed his fingers tenderly against her back. Unexpectedly, the hand that was on her stomach trailed up to her breast and squeezed lightly, emitting a squeak from Tohru. She opened her eyes and dropped back down into his lap in surprise. Kyo whipped his hand away from her.
"Aaaah Tohru!! I'm… I'm sorry!!" he almost hollered in his embarrassment, staring at his hand. Fuck! Why did I have to go and do that?!
"N-no… it's okay," Tohru heard herself say. She, too, was embarrassed. Too embarrassed even to say that it felt good. Kyo stared at her.
"It can't be okay. It was rude… I grabbed your… your—"
"W-well, we are d-dating, s-so…"
If anyone was around them (Shigure especially), they would be cracking up at the scene. They were both sputtering like broken down cars and stammering at each other. The thought of furthering their relationship hadn't even really occurred to either of them but of course, things went naturally as well.
"That yankee will kill me," Kyo muttered. Tohru smiled and leaned back up, snuggling her head under Kyo's chin. Kyo resumed caressing her back lovingly.
"… What should we do?" he asked after a moment.
"About what?"
"I can't hug you… and it's not as though being able to kiss you isn't enough… but…"
"Kyo-kun… it…"
She had to say it. She pushed all of her embarrassment away, thinking of what her mother would have done in this sort of situation.
"It felt good! I didn't mind it! I was just… surprised!"
Mom, would you have done this? Is this okay—to let him…? I mean, I want him to… aaah, this really is embarrassing even just to think about!
Kyo hesitated before doing or saying anything. "It's not like I've ever done this sort of thing before…" His hand rested on her side. "So if it feels bad, slap me, punch me, or hell—hug me. I'll stop."
Tohru giggled. "Okay."
He kissed gently at her neck and the girl found herself shutting her eyes, feeling a particular sensation running through her. The sensation was made even better when Kyo's hand cautiously moved back up to her breast. He cupped it and let his own interest in Tohru's tiny body take over, squeezing softly and running his thumb over the newly hardened area under her shirt. A squeak of pleasure escaped from the girl's lips—this was very new to her, but also to Kyo.
Kyo trailed his hand up to her face.
"Do you want to go home where it's a little warmer?"
Tohru noticed the goose bumps on his arms. It was a breezy September night after all. She sat up.
"Sure!"
Kyo stood up and helped her to her feet gracefully. They headed back toward the house, talking about many different things, hands intertwined. Things were progressing quite nicely in their relationship and both of them promised themselves not to be awkward around the other ever again.
Or at least they would try.
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Yuki came downstairs after he was done with his homework and headed straight to the kitchen, where he last saw Haru. Upon nearing it, he heard light singing coming from the room.
"Tokei wa hidari mawari demo…okashita tsumi wa kaereru… saishou de saigo no rikaisha kowashita—"
Yuki cautiously entered the room and froze at the sight before him. Haru had his headphones on and was cooking the meal for the night. However, the thing that made Yuki's body freeze up was that Haru was bopping around the kitchen, singing loudly to the music on his headphones, using the wooden spoon in his hand as both a drumstick and a microphone. Not to say that his voice wasn't incredible—Yuki had never heard him sing before—only that the scene itself was enough to throw Yuki into a fit of laughter.
"Boku ni wa yasashisugita no ka naa? Mukashi no torauma wo utsushi… saigo no kimi made kowashita boku wa sado?"
After Haru started to use the spoon as a guitar, Yuki could no longer hold back said laughter. Haru pulled off his headphones, turning around, blushing wildly.
"Y-Yuki!" He fumbled with the CD player in his pocket to shut off the CD. "I didn't know you… aaaaaaaaah!"
"Haaha," Yuki laughed. "Don't be so embarrassed. It's only me."
"Yeah, but… argh… I don't think I can sing very well."
"Are you kidding?" asked Yuki seriously. He had loved hearing Haru's voice and wanted to hear him sing again. "Please sing some more?"
Haru looked away and went back to cooking. "That was a Dir en Grey song, by the way."
Yuki wrapped his arms around the ox boy, pulling him back into him. He started to tug on the back of Haru's earring with his teeth before inquiring, "What's it called?"
"Cage," answered Haru simply, as though he was trying to ignore Yuki. Yuki trailed his hands down to Haru's hips as if to try to catch his attention. "May I listen? Or could you sing me the song?"
Haru thought a moment. "I don't really want to sing it, but I could buy you the CD…"
"You don't have to buy me the CD, Haru."
"Why not?"
"Isn't it expensive?"
"Not really…"
"It's fine, just let me borrow it…"
"I want to buy you the CD," said Haru firmly. Yuki placed a kiss on the spot of his neck below his ear. "All right. I'll let you buy it for me if you sing for me."
Haru smiled and decided to give in, softly singing the lyrics for the song. Yuki listened contently, resting his chin on Haru's shoulder. Once dinner was ready, the two sat down across from each other, eating happily, talking of many things.
"Oh," Yuki thought aloud suddenly. "Where is that stupid cat and Honda-san?"
"Out on a date. They'll probably be back later tonight… or they may be home soon. I'm not sure," Haru answered with a dazed look on his face. He yawned. "I'm so tired all of a sudden…"
Yuki blinked. "I'll do the dishes if you want."
"No, no, that's fine," Haru began to stand, but Yuki stepped in front of him, determined. "Go lay down on the couch. I'll do the dishes and be with you in a moment."
"… Whatever you say," Haru said before giving him a kiss to the lips. Yuki smiled as he pulled away. "Spicy."
"You, too," Haru grinned, licking his lips and tasting the traces of Yuki's mouth. He headed into the living room as Yuki went into the kitchen.
After a bit, he finished off the dishes and walked into the living room. There was a somewhat loud buzzing noise coming from the couch where Haru lay. He had his headphones on once again; How can he listen to it so loudly?
Upon further inspection, Yuki saw that Haru had his hand on his stomach, holding a once erect book. The book was now slumped on its binding in an odd manner. His other arm was draping to the floor. He had fallen asleep waiting for him, or more correctly, reading. Yuki's face brightened at the sight and he walked over, carefully removing the boy's headphones. He then took away the book and put that on the table next to the now silent CD player. He looked up to his face. He's out for the night…
He put his hand to the sleeping boy's face and the sleeping boy muttered something about geishas. Yuki smiled and shook his head, which he afterward rested on Haru's chest, closing his eyes and listening to his heartbeat. He matched his breathing to Haru's, feeling very at peace. He fell asleep with a faint smile on his face, his fingers intertwined in Haru's hair. Neither stirred, not even when Kyo and Tohru got home.
Kyo told her that he was going into the kitchen for a glass of milk. When he asked if she wanted any, she politely declined. Tohru took her shoes off and headed into the living room as Kyo went into the kitchen. She smiled and resisted the urge to coo as she saw the two figures on or next to the couch. Kyo appeared next to her, sipping from his glass.
"They're asleep," Tohru whispered. "Should we wake them up and move them?"
"If we woke Yuki up, we'd have to be wearing ten ton armor. He tries to kill anyone who attempts to wake him up," answered Kyo softly. "And Haru simply can't be woken. He'll only wake up if he senses danger or something. He must have some sort of internal clock to wake him up in the mornings… stupid cow."
Tohru touched Kyo's hand.
"Okay, let's go upstairs then," she said, smiling. He followed her upstairs and led her to her room.
"Good night, Kyo-kun."
Before she left, Kyo grabbed her hand and softly said her name. She looked around, blushing.
"Y-yes?"
"… You can call me 'Kyo,' you know. You can leave the other part out."
"Kyo…" she sounded out. "Ah, that'll be hard to get used to."
They stared at each other for a bit before Tohru asked, "W-would you like to… come in?"
So much for not being awkward around the other. Kyo blushed, surprised by Tohru's boldness. Though he supposed that she couldn't be naïve and meek forever and he couldn't be scared forever.
He walked quietly into the room, sliding the door shut behind him. He looked around the room.
"You need more stuff in here…"
Tohru giggled. "I don't think so. I like what I have. Uo-chan said that I needed a vanity, but it's not really necessary."
"What did I tell you before? You're allowed to tell us what you want," Kyo reminded her, pulling her close to him but not embracing. Tohru rested her hand on his chest and noticed that her fingers were shaking slightly. What she wanted…
"Kyo-k…. Kyo, what do you want?"
"Me? What do you mean?"
"Is there anything you want right now? You can tell me."
Kyo looked down. One of his hands was resting on her hip and the other on her shoulder, trying to keep her far enough away to prevent from transforming. Both of his hands wanted to touch her. He bit his lower lip. His lips wanted to connect with hers. His tongue twitched inside of his mouth. He wanted to taste her mouth again. Warmth was building up in his lower abdomen. That want would definitely have to wait… but… the others…
"I want to kiss you… and yeah, I want to touch you. B-but not… like… too much touching. I never want to disrespect you. Ever. So, if I ever… do anything bad, I swear, feel free to slap me. Seriously."
Tohru was very red at his words and stood on her tip toes and pecked him on the lips. Kyo faltered. "Eh? Stupid, what was that for?"
"Because I love you!" she chimed happily. "And I wanted to do it. And… you should always be able to do what you want."
"I suppose if I have permission then…" said Kyo before pressing his lips to Tohru's. He ran his tongue over her lips in order to tell her to part them. She obliged and as she did, he backed her into the bed. They broke the kiss in order to sit and Kyo leaned down to her, softly pressing her into the bed.
His lips went to her neck and his hand fled to her left breast. He squeezed and rubbed the pleasant mound softly, causing Tohru's breath to quicken. She was unsure of what to do with her hands but she could hardly concentrate on them thanks to the sensations racking her body.
"Ky-Kyooo…" she sighed huskily. He lifted his face in order to look at hers. It was flushed and her eyes were hazily focused on his. Her mouth was open and he couldn't let that chance go by. He softly kissed her and moved his tongue along hers slowly. Tohru was confused when Kyo's hand left her breast but the question that had entered her mind when Kyo slipped his hand under her shirt.
"… This okay?" he asked quietly. She replied, "Yes… is there anything you want me to do?"
Kyo would have blushed but his blood was racing elsewhere.
"N… not really… just—I want you to enjoy this. If there's anything you feel like doing, do it."
She gasped as Kyo's warm hand cupped her still bra-covered breast and threaded her fingers into Kyo's hair. No one had ever… she let out a soft moan.
"Can I take this…" Kyo wanted to know. He wanted to really touch her. Skin to skin… Tohru mumbled her positive response, arching herself into his touch. He sat up and stroked gently at her cheek as his other hand brought her shirt up. Once he had to, he ceased stroking her face and brought the shirt above her head with her help. He kissed her collar bone as his hands carefully wrapped around her body in order to unclasp the most horrid of contraptions: the bra.
He stared down once she had nothing to hide behind, taking a deep breath. She felt a bit awkward under his gaze until he remarked about her beauty and leaned down to kiss her on the lips again. His warm hand covered her soft breast and he caressed it tenderly, loving the way that she was moaning into his mouth. He wanted to hear her, so he moved his lips to her neck and sucked gently. Her moans were soft and pleasurable to the ear. His hand went to her other breast as he felt her run her hand down his back in order to get it under his shirt. She rubbed his skin affectionately.
"Kyo…" she moaned and he felt her trying to press herself up against his hips. He had been straddling her waist with his knees planted firmly into the bed below them, so this action almost drove him insane. He gasped and squeezed her breast harder in surprise. She looked to him.
"I-I didn't mean to—"
"It was what you wanted to do, right?" he interrupted, trailing his lips downward. She froze as he ran his tongue over her erect nipple and afterward, trembled and arched her back again. One hand kept him steady while the other fondled her right breast, pinching softly as his mouth did handiwork on her left one. It was almost too much for Tohru—a few months ago, she could hardly imagine kissing Kyo, let alone…
"Ky… Kyo!" she whimpered, raking her hands through his hair. His tongue on her felt amazing—it practically numbed out the rest of her body. His mouth was so hot against her skin… his hand left her breast in order to rest softly at the side of her neck so he could push her up slightly, allowing him to take more of her into his hungry mouth. Her hips arched against his and Kyo let out a moan at the friction created there.
"Tohru…" he spoke softly, moving up to nibble at her neck. He moved his hips down to hers, grinding softly. She let out a squeak and Kyo did it again, enjoying the sound that she made. She arched her back, whispering his name softly. He did it once more and Tohru shuddered, gripping the bed covers tightly.
"Aa!" was the next thing Tohru let out as Kyo did it a fourth time. By now, his nibbles had turned into wet kisses under her jaw line and his free hand was squeezing her right breast. Kyo started to pant when he was grinding more quickly against her, saying her name softly between moans. He felt her spreading her legs instinctively, giving him more to rub against. Tohru whimpered softly and gripped the back of Kyo's neck. She couldn't even open her eyes.
Wait… Kyo's mind uttered, softly at first, and then the word repeated, louder this time. Wait!! Time seemed to slow to a halt as Kyo took a mental step backwards to look at the situation. There he was, obviously very caught up in his "work" and there Tohru was, obviously enjoying it. He could take this in many different ways… and may regret one or two of those different ways.
So Kyo stopped, hanging over her and still panting. I can't… Tohru looked up at him, cheeks flushed.
"D-did I do something wrong?" she asked innocently. He shook his head and plopped down to the side of her, handing over her shirt.
"I'm getting… too excited and I don't want to lose control. I don't want this to go too far too fast," he told her. She nodded after putting her shirt on. She hugged his arm loosely.
"I understand…"
"… Did I offend you?" Kyo asked softly. She shook her head quickly. "No way! I really liked it…"
He kissed her forehead, then her nose, and then her lips. He gave her a smile and they decided to lie next to each other and talk about miscellaneous things, which was good for Kyo because he had a feeling that it was going to be difficult to get up in his current situation. Tohru soon found herself yawning softly, so Kyo took that time to leave. He stroked her hair as he got up.
"Good night Tohru. I'll see you in the morning."
She smiled and watched him exit her room and when the door was shut, she gently tipped over sideways onto the bed, clutching a pillow tightly. She giggled excitedly, replaying her night's events happily. Although she was very, very tired, she was too giddy to fall asleep just yet.
"Kyo…"
::has an ice pack to my head:: Jeezus, Haru, fine time to go black.
Haru: I didn't.
Ugh, whatever… anyway, translations:
First lyrics: Even though the clock turns backwards, the sin I've committed can't be changed. The first and last person who understood me is destroyed.
Second lyrics: Were you too kind to me? The reflection of a trauma from long ago… I destroyed you, the last one; am I a sadist?
Doesn't really have anything to do with Haru, he's just singing the song. Go download the song, it rocks. Yes, but another funny chapter coming up on the NEXT EXCITING EPISODE OF DRAGON BALL Z!!! … I mean Never Gray. ::coughs, bows, and runs away::
Haru: There. That's for beating me up. Hello people, this is Haru, doing SB's job. We have—uh, what the—AAAAAH—::is glomped by fangirls/boys::
Yuki: Seeing as Haru is incapable of continuing, I—AHHH—::is glomped as well::
Kyo: ::opens his mouth and is glomped::
Ayame: HAHAHA! It was my job to keep back their fans… I guess I failed. My fans are waiting like good little fans elsewhere, so I musn't keep them waiting. ::looks at SB's body:: Well, she was going to tell you all that we have a very fun chapter ahead! Singing, dancing, modeling, Kyo and Tohru wandering SLIGHTLY into the red light district—my my! If I got into it all, I'd give away the whole chapter! HAHAHA! But! Do you know what the real reason this chapter is great?
Hiro: … I don't care. I don't show up again unti—
Ayame: ME! HAHAHA! I'M in the chapter!! That makes it all that much better!!
Shigure: Aaya, I think you should keep on topic. Remember SB's warning?
Ayame: About my sexiness? Or about yours, Gure-san… ::eyes narrow seductively::
Shigure: Well, between the two… WAIT, no Aaya, I mean about the Japanese lyrics later.
Ayame: Oh yeah. There's a tiny bit of Japanese singing in this chapter and SB refused to translate it until the next Author's Note ((which hopefully won't be as long)). The only reason she has it left in Japanese is because that is how the song is sung.
Shigure: Also, as some of you may know, Dir en Grey is a real band. SB does not own them. Now then, Aaya… we should be off! ::grabs his hand and runs off::
Over the weekend, Kyo was very sweet with Tohru as usual, who was worried greatly about Akito's condition and more so about whether he was going to hurt her like that. Haru and Yuki were careful with each other and Yuki told Haru everything, meaning he told him all of the things Akito had done to him. Haru was always so attentive to his stories and it made Yuki really feel loved. And usually after Yuki told him things like that, they spent a very nice night together. It didn't always lead to sex, but rather pleasant cuddling and sweet words. The two couples were inseparable.
As for Shigure, he had explained to Yuki and Haru that Akito had asked him and he had initially lied but Akito knew. He had no choice but to tell him. When Shigure tried to apologize to them for overhearing them, they said nothing in response, but both blushed incredibly. Shigure had laughed and said, "It's okay, I've had my share of men as well. Speaking of which, I wonder if Aaya is home…" He had then left the two boys sputtering in surprise.
On the thought of Ayame, toward the end of the month, the man invited the gang to hang out at his shop for the day. Apparently, there was going to be some sort of fashion show with models, glamour, and delight to fill the evening. Tohru was excited about the invitation while, of course, Yuki was not.
"Why don't you go with Kyo? I'm sure that stupid cat would love to go see my brother's shop," Yuki tried to persuade Tohru. Kyo hissed at him.
"He's your brother!! Why don't you take your boyfriend there out on a date, eh? You guys like this sort of stuff, right?"
Haru wanted to whack him in the face but Yuki said something instead.
"I hated wearing that stupid dress…" he said sourly. Haru blinked.
"You wore a dress?"
Kyo laughed hard at Haru's response and the action earned him a punch to the chest. The cat boy fell over backwards as the rat boy rubbed his knuckle.
"GAH! You bastard! It's the truth—you can't escape it!"
"Say anymore and I won't ever go easy on you ever again… and Haru, pretend he didn't say it," Yuki commanded, a blush hot across his face. Haru wasn't able to reply thanks to Shigure gliding in from the kitchen.
"Aaya invited all of us! That means that, as the adult, I decide what we do and don't do! Plus I want to see Aaya."
Memories of what he had said about Ayame earlier flooded back into Yuki and Haru's minds and they said nothing in response though their faces looked… less than happy. Shigure put on his best whimpering face and looked to Tohru.
"Tohru-kun, you wouldn't let an old dog like me suffer thanks to these boys and their selfish ways, would you?"
Although she had stayed with them for two years now, she was not yet immune to Shigure's whining.
"Well, I suppose—"
"Tohru! Come on! Don't listen to him—he's the dog who cried wolf!" snapped Kyo, shaking an angry fist at Shigure. Shigure leaned over to Tohru, putting the back of his hand to his forehead.
"Aaah… see, Tohru-kun? They are so meeeeeeeeean!"
Tohru's eyes shifted between her handsome lovable twitching boyfriend to the inexcusably adorable whimpering Shigure. She then trailed her eyes to Haru because he seemed to be neutral to these kinds of things.
"Hatsuharu-san…"
"I've never been to the shop. I can be your chaperone, I suppose," Haru said. Tohru pointed to herself.
"I need a chaperone?"
"No, he does," Haru pointed a slender finger lazily to Shigure. Kyo groaned.
"I don't want you to go without me. I… I guess I'll go…"
Yuki frowned. He wasn't about to sit alone at home, so he looked to Haru. "You had said that you wanted a pretty dress to wear as 'Hatsuharu-hime.' I'll come too, in order to help pick one out."
"Y-Yuki!!" Haru yelped, blushing. Shigure's laughter was loud and obnoxious—it even got Kyo to help Haru throw him out of the room.
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"Ah! You all came!" Ayame squealed as the quintet entered the shop. He and Shigure gave each other their usual homoerotic remarks and thumbs up as Kyo hissed loudly to the side and the three other teenagers gave blank stares.
"So you've come to watch the show?" Ayame asked. Mine, dressed in a flight attendant's uniform, appeared at his side.
"Tohru-chan!!" she squealed, running over and hugging the girl tightly. Unfortunately, she hadn't noticed Tohru's broken arm. Tohru kept her pain quiet, much to her discomfort, but was extremely grateful when Mine released her.
"Tohru-chan, it's good to see you!!" She trailed her eyes across the boys' faces and rested on Kyo's. "Is that your boyfriend?"
Tohru blushed and nodded with a weak, "Y-yes…"
"Aww, how cute!! I could tell that the young master and the other boy weren't because they look as though they might be dating each other! Are you?? Gay couples are adorable!"
Yuki blushed and looked at anywhere but Haru. Kyo and Haru shared glances and found equal amusement in their partners' bashfulness. Ayame smiled proudly to Shigure.
"Come, come, let me show you the dresses we're modeling!"
Although it is assured that none of them actually wanted to, they followed behind him and Mine diligently. They were impressed by the neat state of the backroom considering that the shop was holding a show that night. Yuki sort of admired, though he would never say, how neat his brother was. Ayame was always cleaning something or another, something Yuki could never do outside of his own room, thus the reason that the kitchen looked so bad all that time ago. Then again, Shigure was the major cause—he was so damn lazy.
Tohru's eyes lit up at the dresses that Ayame showed them. There were many different kinds and Ayame explained that the store had just bought a new brand name and that was the reasoning for the show in the first place.
"They're all so wonderful!" cheered Tohru. She gazed happily at Kyo. "Don't you think so?"
"Huh? Me?" asked Kyo. He grimaced. "Hell no. This stuff is for girls—all frilly and crap. I hate it." At Tohru's sad face, he freaked out. "N-not to say that you don't look good in dresses!! You looked incredible in that dress Ayame brought home for you earlier! You'd look great in all of these dresses…"
Tohru beamed while the cat boy blushed heatedly. The girl linked her hands with his and continued to look at the dresses. When the group got to the last dress, Haru stared at it.
"This one seems different from the others…"
"Yeah, I guess one of the company's best models is coming tonight so they sent the dress for his use only. None of the other models are allowed to wear it," Ayame replied, braiding his hair. It took them a moment before they realized…
"HIS?!"
"Huh? Oh, yes. This dress is made for a man to wear."
They looked at the dress in an all new light afterward. Only Tohru, Haru, and Shigure said that it still looked beautiful after the discovery. Kyo was too disgusted and Yuki could find no words to say. Mine, who had returned to the front of the store, suddenly ran back.
"Ayame-san! It's horrible! The modeling agency called!" she yelped. "That model is really stuck up! Apparently, he doesn't feel like coming! He said that it's not worth his time!!! What are we going to do? The company will be upset if we don't show off the dress!!!"
Kyo tipped over and banged his head on the wall.
"Why does this feel like a stupid anime or something?"
Tohru looked to him. "What do you mean?"
"Those damn cartoons always have stupid scenarios like this…"
"It's not just anime, regular movies do, too," Shigure put in. Ayame completely ignored them and grabbed Shigure's hand.
"Gure-san! What are your measurements?! I need to fill this dress!!!"
"There's no way I'd fit into that!!"
"But the dress is too short for me to wear, Gure-san! Plus, I'm the MC!"
Slowly, they all turned to Yuki. Yuki glared viciously at them.
"No. No, no, no."
"Yuki!" yelled Ayame, moving from Shigure to his brother. "This is your chance to step up to the plate in order to close the gap between your older brother and you! We must take action!!! Quickly, my young brother! Let me measure you!!!!"
"I said no! I've already been humiliated once," Yuki fumed. Ayame got down on his knees.
"Please, my brother, please… I will do anything! Just put on the dress in tonight's show—"
"These measurements match my measurements…"
All of them looked, wide eyed to Haru seeing that the boy was looking at the dress' tag intently. He looked over to them with a blank face.
"… What?"
"You have no idea what you just did…" was all Yuki could do to warn him before Ayame and Mine rushed the ox boy into the dressing room with the dress. The others stared at the curtain separating the room from the door to the dressing room with vacant faces.
"Too late," Kyo muttered and spun around, eager to get the hell out of there, but alas, had to stay. He jumped onto the couch and invited Tohru to sit instead of standing there sputtering like the others.
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"A cow in a dress… now this I gotta see…" said Shigure once Ayame announced that Haru was dressed. However, as the older man tried to stand, Yuki jumped in front of him and ran into the other room. Mine allowed him in with eagerness. Haru looked at him.
"I feel… really… really…"
"Stupid? Ashamed? Useless?"
"… Pretty."
Well, Yuki couldn't argue with that. The dress did look nice on Haru, he supposed. Perhaps the platform boots were a bit too much though… The dress itself draped to the floor and was black and lacy—apparently the style was gothic Lolita, so Haru had a dark presence about him. One could easily mistake him for Saki, had his hair not been so short and white. His eyes were lined with thick eyeliner and his bottom lip was done up with black lipstick. He was smiling rather goofily so it was hard to give that stoic Lolita style.
"Though I must admit I feel a little silly."
"Kurame-san, would you mind…?" Yuki asked of Mine. The girl giggled and left the room. Haru blushed as Yuki walked over to him.
"Not that our heights are that different, but… you're taller than me…"
"As it should be. I am the dominant one."
Yuki pretended to be appalled and put his hands to his hips. "Haru! Technically I should be the dominant one—I am older."
Haru touched Yuki's face with his velvet gloved hand, his eyes narrow and seductive.
"Maybe later—"
He was interrupted by loud laughter coming from Kyo. Haru dropped his hand at his side and turned angrily to Kyo, the bottom of the dress spilling out beautifully.
"What the hell do you want?!"
"You look ridiculous!"
"You're just jealous that you don't look this good in a dress!"
He was joking, but Kyo didn't realize this.
"Hahaha, trust me," he laughed, "I couldn't give a rat's ass about looking good in dresses. That's for you fags to obsess over."
Yuki sent him flying out the door with a hard kick to the stomach. Haru would have helped but with his boots he might've actually killed him.
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Many people had come to the show and were dazzled by the boy's looks in the dress. The modeling company apologized for their star model's behavior and offered to pay and further publicize Ayame's shop so in the end, everything turned out even better than originally planned. The agency had asked to speak with Haru, but the boy was far too eager to get back into his chaps than to deal with that. Ayame took the agency's card anyway in order to give it to Haru.
Ayame decided to reward Haru for his deed by promising to take them out to an expensive restaurant for dinner that very night. Haru had trouble with removing the makeup so Mine helped him with both that and undressing. Shigure later joked about how cross dressing must be part of the zodiac curse as well, since so many men of the Souma family liked to do so.
"I felt like Totchi…" Haru remarked at dinner as he looked over the menu. Yuki looked to him.
"Totchi?"
"A member of a band I listen to. What are you having for dinner?"
Yuki answered him before thinking, I really don't know much about what Haru's favorite things are… Man, I'm such a horrible person—I've never even thought to ask… So he vowed to learn more about him. He cared about him so much—it really surprised him how little he knew about his own boyfriend. His eyes trailed to Kyo, whom was chatting happily with Tohru. Tohru laughed gaily at something he said and then caught Yuki's eyes. She gave him her wonderful smile and went back to talking with Kyo. Those two know everything about each other… He looked back to Haru and found that he was being watched by said teenager.
"Something wrong?" he asked, smiling.
"Nothing bad really… Haru, what band is it?"
"Band? What?"
"The band that Totchi guy is from… what's it called?"
"Dir en Grey… why? You wanna listen to some of their stuff?"
"Uhh… sure…"
Haru's smile broadened. He knew what Yuki was doing. "The lead singer's name is also Kyo. He's pretty crazy."
Kyo heard his name, not realizing that they weren't actually talking about him in particular.
"What did you just say?"
"I wasn't talking about you, stupid kitten."
"Don't call me a kitten!"
"Oh, so that means you're stupid?"
"Shut up you fat cow!!"
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August turned into September as it normally did and Tohru's arm was at last healed. Although technically Shigure should have sent the boy home, Haru pleaded and begged to be able to stay. Yuki didn't exactly beg or plead, but he did ask permission from Shigure for the boy to continue lodging with them. It was somewhat logical, considering that the school was that much closer to their house than the main house. But where would he sleep?
"I'm fine on the couch," Haru had said. Yuki didn't like having to keep Haru down there all the time, though. So Shigure agreed to let Haru stay in Yuki's room—but not until after making them sign a contract about how they had to promise not to be loud, simply to humiliate them. Luckily, although he threatened to, Shigure decided against hanging it above the door outside.
In the middle of the month, Kyo and Tohru's relationship strengthened and took a step forward. That night, a Friday, Shigure had gone out to visit Ayame, leaving the four of them home alone. Kyo suggested to Tohru that they go out for a bite to eat, for they haven't done so in quite some time.
"Really? That'd be fun!"
"Do you want that damn rat and cow to join us?" he asked, figuring that she would ask. She shook her head and kissed him politely on the lips.
"Nope. I want it to be just you and me tonight."
"You're s-serious?!" Kyo stammered. Tohru nodded. Well, I'm not about to argue with that… he thought. "So… where do you wanna go?"
"How about that restaurant we went to during the summer? On our first date?"
Kyo blushed. He would never get used to that.
"Y-Yeah, that's a good idea. Make sure to grab a jacket 'cause it'll get cold."
Tohru nodded and ran upstairs to her room to grab a jacket (and brush her hair and neaten herself up) as Kyo walked into the kitchen. Haru was at the table reading a book.
"Tohru and I are going out for some food," Kyo told him. Haru didn't look away from the page he was looking at when he replied with, "All right."
"Don't do anything sickening with Yuki while we're gone!!"
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They had a wonderful dinner together. Tohru looked beautiful that night with the moonlight cascading down on her skin, which was pale in contrast to his own. Kyo looked nice as he always did and he was keeping his cool as best he could while ignoring the kittens that had come around the restaurant. Afterwards, they headed back to the house. On the way, they passed a bench.
"Kyo-kun," Tohru halted him. "Let's sit."
Kyo looked at the bench and agreed, carefully putting one arm around her, leaving his other at his side. Tohru sighed happily and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Tohru… are you mad that I can't hold you?" Kyo suddenly asked. He felt her shake her head against his shoulder. Kyo grunted.
"I am…"
"But it's okay, Kyo-kun. I'd rather not hold you than have a cat in my arms… not to say that I dislike your cat form but I mean I know it can't be fun for you to be a cat and—"
He laughed and brought his fingers to her neck, tickling her. She giggled and playfully swatted at him to stop.
"Ahaha! Ky-Kyo-kun! St-ahahaha!"
He did stop eventually and then brought her down to rest her head in his lap. She smiled up to him and reached up, touching his face delicately.
"Kyo-kun… I love you…"
"I love you, too, Tohru…"
She leaned upward and met her lips with his and he cautiously snuck his arm around her back, his other resting stationary on her stomach. Their kiss deepened and Kyo rubbed his fingers tenderly against her back. Unexpectedly, the hand that was on her stomach trailed up to her breast and squeezed lightly, emitting a squeak from Tohru. She opened her eyes and dropped back down into his lap in surprise. Kyo whipped his hand away from her.
"Aaaah Tohru!! I'm… I'm sorry!!" he almost hollered in his embarrassment, staring at his hand. Fuck! Why did I have to go and do that?!
"N-no… it's okay," Tohru heard herself say. She, too, was embarrassed. Too embarrassed even to say that it felt good. Kyo stared at her.
"It can't be okay. It was rude… I grabbed your… your—"
"W-well, we are d-dating, s-so…"
If anyone was around them (Shigure especially), they would be cracking up at the scene. They were both sputtering like broken down cars and stammering at each other. The thought of furthering their relationship hadn't even really occurred to either of them but of course, things went naturally as well.
"That yankee will kill me," Kyo muttered. Tohru smiled and leaned back up, snuggling her head under Kyo's chin. Kyo resumed caressing her back lovingly.
"… What should we do?" he asked after a moment.
"About what?"
"I can't hug you… and it's not as though being able to kiss you isn't enough… but…"
"Kyo-kun… it…"
She had to say it. She pushed all of her embarrassment away, thinking of what her mother would have done in this sort of situation.
"It felt good! I didn't mind it! I was just… surprised!"
Mom, would you have done this? Is this okay—to let him…? I mean, I want him to… aaah, this really is embarrassing even just to think about!
Kyo hesitated before doing or saying anything. "It's not like I've ever done this sort of thing before…" His hand rested on her side. "So if it feels bad, slap me, punch me, or hell—hug me. I'll stop."
Tohru giggled. "Okay."
He kissed gently at her neck and the girl found herself shutting her eyes, feeling a particular sensation running through her. The sensation was made even better when Kyo's hand cautiously moved back up to her breast. He cupped it and let his own interest in Tohru's tiny body take over, squeezing softly and running his thumb over the newly hardened area under her shirt. A squeak of pleasure escaped from the girl's lips—this was very new to her, but also to Kyo.
Kyo trailed his hand up to her face.
"Do you want to go home where it's a little warmer?"
Tohru noticed the goose bumps on his arms. It was a breezy September night after all. She sat up.
"Sure!"
Kyo stood up and helped her to her feet gracefully. They headed back toward the house, talking about many different things, hands intertwined. Things were progressing quite nicely in their relationship and both of them promised themselves not to be awkward around the other ever again.
Or at least they would try.
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Yuki came downstairs after he was done with his homework and headed straight to the kitchen, where he last saw Haru. Upon nearing it, he heard light singing coming from the room.
"Tokei wa hidari mawari demo…okashita tsumi wa kaereru… saishou de saigo no rikaisha kowashita—"
Yuki cautiously entered the room and froze at the sight before him. Haru had his headphones on and was cooking the meal for the night. However, the thing that made Yuki's body freeze up was that Haru was bopping around the kitchen, singing loudly to the music on his headphones, using the wooden spoon in his hand as both a drumstick and a microphone. Not to say that his voice wasn't incredible—Yuki had never heard him sing before—only that the scene itself was enough to throw Yuki into a fit of laughter.
"Boku ni wa yasashisugita no ka naa? Mukashi no torauma wo utsushi… saigo no kimi made kowashita boku wa sado?"
After Haru started to use the spoon as a guitar, Yuki could no longer hold back said laughter. Haru pulled off his headphones, turning around, blushing wildly.
"Y-Yuki!" He fumbled with the CD player in his pocket to shut off the CD. "I didn't know you… aaaaaaaaah!"
"Haaha," Yuki laughed. "Don't be so embarrassed. It's only me."
"Yeah, but… argh… I don't think I can sing very well."
"Are you kidding?" asked Yuki seriously. He had loved hearing Haru's voice and wanted to hear him sing again. "Please sing some more?"
Haru looked away and went back to cooking. "That was a Dir en Grey song, by the way."
Yuki wrapped his arms around the ox boy, pulling him back into him. He started to tug on the back of Haru's earring with his teeth before inquiring, "What's it called?"
"Cage," answered Haru simply, as though he was trying to ignore Yuki. Yuki trailed his hands down to Haru's hips as if to try to catch his attention. "May I listen? Or could you sing me the song?"
Haru thought a moment. "I don't really want to sing it, but I could buy you the CD…"
"You don't have to buy me the CD, Haru."
"Why not?"
"Isn't it expensive?"
"Not really…"
"It's fine, just let me borrow it…"
"I want to buy you the CD," said Haru firmly. Yuki placed a kiss on the spot of his neck below his ear. "All right. I'll let you buy it for me if you sing for me."
Haru smiled and decided to give in, softly singing the lyrics for the song. Yuki listened contently, resting his chin on Haru's shoulder. Once dinner was ready, the two sat down across from each other, eating happily, talking of many things.
"Oh," Yuki thought aloud suddenly. "Where is that stupid cat and Honda-san?"
"Out on a date. They'll probably be back later tonight… or they may be home soon. I'm not sure," Haru answered with a dazed look on his face. He yawned. "I'm so tired all of a sudden…"
Yuki blinked. "I'll do the dishes if you want."
"No, no, that's fine," Haru began to stand, but Yuki stepped in front of him, determined. "Go lay down on the couch. I'll do the dishes and be with you in a moment."
"… Whatever you say," Haru said before giving him a kiss to the lips. Yuki smiled as he pulled away. "Spicy."
"You, too," Haru grinned, licking his lips and tasting the traces of Yuki's mouth. He headed into the living room as Yuki went into the kitchen.
After a bit, he finished off the dishes and walked into the living room. There was a somewhat loud buzzing noise coming from the couch where Haru lay. He had his headphones on once again; How can he listen to it so loudly?
Upon further inspection, Yuki saw that Haru had his hand on his stomach, holding a once erect book. The book was now slumped on its binding in an odd manner. His other arm was draping to the floor. He had fallen asleep waiting for him, or more correctly, reading. Yuki's face brightened at the sight and he walked over, carefully removing the boy's headphones. He then took away the book and put that on the table next to the now silent CD player. He looked up to his face. He's out for the night…
He put his hand to the sleeping boy's face and the sleeping boy muttered something about geishas. Yuki smiled and shook his head, which he afterward rested on Haru's chest, closing his eyes and listening to his heartbeat. He matched his breathing to Haru's, feeling very at peace. He fell asleep with a faint smile on his face, his fingers intertwined in Haru's hair. Neither stirred, not even when Kyo and Tohru got home.
Kyo told her that he was going into the kitchen for a glass of milk. When he asked if she wanted any, she politely declined. Tohru took her shoes off and headed into the living room as Kyo went into the kitchen. She smiled and resisted the urge to coo as she saw the two figures on or next to the couch. Kyo appeared next to her, sipping from his glass.
"They're asleep," Tohru whispered. "Should we wake them up and move them?"
"If we woke Yuki up, we'd have to be wearing ten ton armor. He tries to kill anyone who attempts to wake him up," answered Kyo softly. "And Haru simply can't be woken. He'll only wake up if he senses danger or something. He must have some sort of internal clock to wake him up in the mornings… stupid cow."
Tohru touched Kyo's hand.
"Okay, let's go upstairs then," she said, smiling. He followed her upstairs and led her to her room.
"Good night, Kyo-kun."
Before she left, Kyo grabbed her hand and softly said her name. She looked around, blushing.
"Y-yes?"
"… You can call me 'Kyo,' you know. You can leave the other part out."
"Kyo…" she sounded out. "Ah, that'll be hard to get used to."
They stared at each other for a bit before Tohru asked, "W-would you like to… come in?"
So much for not being awkward around the other. Kyo blushed, surprised by Tohru's boldness. Though he supposed that she couldn't be naïve and meek forever and he couldn't be scared forever.
He walked quietly into the room, sliding the door shut behind him. He looked around the room.
"You need more stuff in here…"
Tohru giggled. "I don't think so. I like what I have. Uo-chan said that I needed a vanity, but it's not really necessary."
"What did I tell you before? You're allowed to tell us what you want," Kyo reminded her, pulling her close to him but not embracing. Tohru rested her hand on his chest and noticed that her fingers were shaking slightly. What she wanted…
"Kyo-k…. Kyo, what do you want?"
"Me? What do you mean?"
"Is there anything you want right now? You can tell me."
Kyo looked down. One of his hands was resting on her hip and the other on her shoulder, trying to keep her far enough away to prevent from transforming. Both of his hands wanted to touch her. He bit his lower lip. His lips wanted to connect with hers. His tongue twitched inside of his mouth. He wanted to taste her mouth again. Warmth was building up in his lower abdomen. That want would definitely have to wait… but… the others…
"I want to kiss you… and yeah, I want to touch you. B-but not… like… too much touching. I never want to disrespect you. Ever. So, if I ever… do anything bad, I swear, feel free to slap me. Seriously."
Tohru was very red at his words and stood on her tip toes and pecked him on the lips. Kyo faltered. "Eh? Stupid, what was that for?"
"Because I love you!" she chimed happily. "And I wanted to do it. And… you should always be able to do what you want."
"I suppose if I have permission then…" said Kyo before pressing his lips to Tohru's. He ran his tongue over her lips in order to tell her to part them. She obliged and as she did, he backed her into the bed. They broke the kiss in order to sit and Kyo leaned down to her, softly pressing her into the bed.
His lips went to her neck and his hand fled to her left breast. He squeezed and rubbed the pleasant mound softly, causing Tohru's breath to quicken. She was unsure of what to do with her hands but she could hardly concentrate on them thanks to the sensations racking her body.
"Ky-Kyooo…" she sighed huskily. He lifted his face in order to look at hers. It was flushed and her eyes were hazily focused on his. Her mouth was open and he couldn't let that chance go by. He softly kissed her and moved his tongue along hers slowly. Tohru was confused when Kyo's hand left her breast but the question that had entered her mind when Kyo slipped his hand under her shirt.
"… This okay?" he asked quietly. She replied, "Yes… is there anything you want me to do?"
Kyo would have blushed but his blood was racing elsewhere.
"N… not really… just—I want you to enjoy this. If there's anything you feel like doing, do it."
She gasped as Kyo's warm hand cupped her still bra-covered breast and threaded her fingers into Kyo's hair. No one had ever… she let out a soft moan.
"Can I take this…" Kyo wanted to know. He wanted to really touch her. Skin to skin… Tohru mumbled her positive response, arching herself into his touch. He sat up and stroked gently at her cheek as his other hand brought her shirt up. Once he had to, he ceased stroking her face and brought the shirt above her head with her help. He kissed her collar bone as his hands carefully wrapped around her body in order to unclasp the most horrid of contraptions: the bra.
He stared down once she had nothing to hide behind, taking a deep breath. She felt a bit awkward under his gaze until he remarked about her beauty and leaned down to kiss her on the lips again. His warm hand covered her soft breast and he caressed it tenderly, loving the way that she was moaning into his mouth. He wanted to hear her, so he moved his lips to her neck and sucked gently. Her moans were soft and pleasurable to the ear. His hand went to her other breast as he felt her run her hand down his back in order to get it under his shirt. She rubbed his skin affectionately.
"Kyo…" she moaned and he felt her trying to press herself up against his hips. He had been straddling her waist with his knees planted firmly into the bed below them, so this action almost drove him insane. He gasped and squeezed her breast harder in surprise. She looked to him.
"I-I didn't mean to—"
"It was what you wanted to do, right?" he interrupted, trailing his lips downward. She froze as he ran his tongue over her erect nipple and afterward, trembled and arched her back again. One hand kept him steady while the other fondled her right breast, pinching softly as his mouth did handiwork on her left one. It was almost too much for Tohru—a few months ago, she could hardly imagine kissing Kyo, let alone…
"Ky… Kyo!" she whimpered, raking her hands through his hair. His tongue on her felt amazing—it practically numbed out the rest of her body. His mouth was so hot against her skin… his hand left her breast in order to rest softly at the side of her neck so he could push her up slightly, allowing him to take more of her into his hungry mouth. Her hips arched against his and Kyo let out a moan at the friction created there.
"Tohru…" he spoke softly, moving up to nibble at her neck. He moved his hips down to hers, grinding softly. She let out a squeak and Kyo did it again, enjoying the sound that she made. She arched her back, whispering his name softly. He did it once more and Tohru shuddered, gripping the bed covers tightly.
"Aa!" was the next thing Tohru let out as Kyo did it a fourth time. By now, his nibbles had turned into wet kisses under her jaw line and his free hand was squeezing her right breast. Kyo started to pant when he was grinding more quickly against her, saying her name softly between moans. He felt her spreading her legs instinctively, giving him more to rub against. Tohru whimpered softly and gripped the back of Kyo's neck. She couldn't even open her eyes.
Wait… Kyo's mind uttered, softly at first, and then the word repeated, louder this time. Wait!! Time seemed to slow to a halt as Kyo took a mental step backwards to look at the situation. There he was, obviously very caught up in his "work" and there Tohru was, obviously enjoying it. He could take this in many different ways… and may regret one or two of those different ways.
So Kyo stopped, hanging over her and still panting. I can't… Tohru looked up at him, cheeks flushed.
"D-did I do something wrong?" she asked innocently. He shook his head and plopped down to the side of her, handing over her shirt.
"I'm getting… too excited and I don't want to lose control. I don't want this to go too far too fast," he told her. She nodded after putting her shirt on. She hugged his arm loosely.
"I understand…"
"… Did I offend you?" Kyo asked softly. She shook her head quickly. "No way! I really liked it…"
He kissed her forehead, then her nose, and then her lips. He gave her a smile and they decided to lie next to each other and talk about miscellaneous things, which was good for Kyo because he had a feeling that it was going to be difficult to get up in his current situation. Tohru soon found herself yawning softly, so Kyo took that time to leave. He stroked her hair as he got up.
"Good night Tohru. I'll see you in the morning."
She smiled and watched him exit her room and when the door was shut, she gently tipped over sideways onto the bed, clutching a pillow tightly. She giggled excitedly, replaying her night's events happily. Although she was very, very tired, she was too giddy to fall asleep just yet.
"Kyo…"
::has an ice pack to my head:: Jeezus, Haru, fine time to go black.
Haru: I didn't.
Ugh, whatever… anyway, translations:
First lyrics: Even though the clock turns backwards, the sin I've committed can't be changed. The first and last person who understood me is destroyed.
Second lyrics: Were you too kind to me? The reflection of a trauma from long ago… I destroyed you, the last one; am I a sadist?
Doesn't really have anything to do with Haru, he's just singing the song. Go download the song, it rocks. Yes, but another funny chapter coming up on the NEXT EXCITING EPISODE OF DRAGON BALL Z!!! … I mean Never Gray. ::coughs, bows, and runs away::