Authoress here.

Okay readers! After a traumatically short period of time, I've fired off the second chapter of Three Way Tie. For this, please point in the direction of my work place and smile. In between set up and take down for my job, I have a good half an hour wait. SO...I sit down and write in my handy dandy hunky dory notebook. Trendy, eh?

DarklessVason- Thanks for being reviewer number one! I know how awful the fainting was in chapter one. But I'll warn you- Aoyou is rather prone to fainting at times where fainting is a BAD idea. Just makes the story more fun! (Wide grin.)

This chapter gets a little more physical. Do enjoy!

Three Way Tie

Chapter Two: Three's a Crowd


Gravitation

Aoyou's eyes opened slowly. It took her a few moments to realize where she was. An unfamiliar ceiling was above her head and plain cream walls surrounded her. She was on a couch, covered in a light yellow bed sheet.

She blinked a few times before sitting up straight. She was in the home of Eiri Yuki, Bad Luck's Shuichi Shindou's male lover!

'I'll bet they've done things on this couch.' Aoyou thought before she could help herself. With a blush coming to her cheeks she rose quickly, feeling somewhat stale in the same clothes she had worn the day before.

Cautiously, she tiptoed through the house, looking for both her hosts and a bathroom. She came upon a partially closed door. Aoyou opened it wider and gazed at what she saw.

Shuichi and Yuki were both fast asleep in what appeared to be the master bedroom. Yuki was on his side and one arm was extended, upon which Shuichi's head rested. Shuichi was cuddled up to the older man, and Yuki's other free arm was draped over the rock star's torso.

Aoyou stood in the doorway, mesmerized by the two perfect specimens of masculinity. The image was softened in her eyes by the tangible, child-like love the pair shared.

Both looked pretty sound asleep, so Aoyou closed the door, slowly, wondering why she felt breathless.

Aoyou found the bathroom, and quickly undressed, eager for a shower. Grabbing one of the fluffy, navy-colored towels to use once she had finished, Aoyou slid back the shower curtain and stepped inside.

Once the refreshing streams of almost too hot water came rushing down on her, Aoyou just stood under the jets of water, basking in the relaxation the warmth induced.

Back in the bedroom, Yuki opened his eyes. He glanced at the clock on the bedside table and groaned. Seven forty-five. He yawned, and then started to rub clockwise circles on the chest of the peacefully slumbering teen beside him.

"Shindou, wake up, you lazy bum."

Shuichi opened one eye. "Why"

"Because, you stink." Yuki stated flatly. "I don't want to smell this stench in my bed." Yuki rolled over, putting his head beneath a pillow.

Shuichi smiled fondly at Yuki's back before crawling dispiritedly from the bed. He stumbled sleepily toward the bathroom, brushing his rebellious hair away from his eyes.

Barely pausing to wrap a towel around his otherwise naked body, he opened the door to the bathroom and silently crossed the tiled floor to the shower stall.

Aoyou has just finished her shower, reluctantly turning off the faucet and wringing the water out of her brown hair.

Shuichi wrenched the curtain back, not expecting a completely nude woman to be behind it.

Shuichi Shindou

I WAS ONLY HALF AWAKE! I swear! I didn't know the woman from last night would be in the shower!

We kind of just sat there for a few seconds, staring in disbelief at one another. I was thanking the heavens that I had a towel on...and sort of that she didn't.

I must not be TOTALLY gay, because she looked good. Real good. Long, wet brown hair fell to a little past her shoulders. Deep chocolate eyes were widened in shock. And...letting my eyes slide down, I found she most certainly wasn't lacking in the curves department.

Apparently, my blatant "checking out" didn't register as okay in her book. She opened her lips and screamed. Loudly. She wrenched her arms up to hide her chest, keeping up the ear shattering noise that issued from her mouth. I swear, if it was but a pitch higher, it would be impossible to hear unless I was a dog.

She yanked the shower curtain over to cover herself, and that's when Yuki ran in. Still clad in only his bed sheet.

"What in the seven hells" Yuki demanded. I gotta admit; Yuki sure is attractive when he's mad.

"Y-You PERVS" The girl shrieked. Yuki gave her a feral grin I knew only too well.

"You have no idea."

Then, to the surprise of both me and the girl Yuki quite calmly dropped his bed sheet to the floor. "There. Now we've seen you and you've seen me."

Just as any living, breathing human being would do when confronted with such a sight, she stared, moth open and eyes wider than before. Then it all overwhelmed her. She fainted...again.

I was the closest, so on instinct I caught her as she fell forewords, out of the protection of the shower curtain. Something quite alien was pushed up against me and I almost dropped her as I realized what it- they- were.

"Y-Y-Yuki..." I squeezed my eyes shut, gulping nervously. "Take her...please"

"What" I could tell by the look on his face that he was thoroughly enjoying this entire business. "Never touched a breast before"

"Not a naked one" I wailed. "Just- just- do something"

"No." Yuki said dispassionately. "This is a good learning experience for you. Perhaps, this will be something that will change your mind about our relationship."

"NO" I replied voraciously, not realizing that I was tightening my grip on the unconscious girl. "Nothing will ever change that, Yuki"

"Careful" Yuki said, a smirk coming to his face. "You don't know what you're missing. Imagine, instead of me ordering you around like a gutless slave, you could take command."

He paused, drawing on his artistic license, no doubt. "You could take control. Imagine a trembling mound of hot flesh underneath you. Imagine two white legs rising up on either side of you. Imagine, instead of whimpering and moaning yourself, a soft female voice, sotto vocce, gasping out your name in a lustful voice between your thrusting."

So THAT'S why Yuki's romance novels were so popular. I could feel myself getting excited. "Yuki..." I scowled. "I don't mind being on the bottom."

"I know." Yuki chuckled. "But there's a whole different view from the top. And tits aren't a bad addition, too."

"Come on Yuki." I protested. "Besides, I hardly even know her. I don't even know her name."

Yuki heaved a sigh, and then picked up a towel. Walking to us, he draped it around her body then relieved me of the unconscious girl.

"Her name is Aoyou Tsumaru. She told me last night after she woke up." Yuki said, peering into her face. "And she's a mix. American."

"Huh" I hunkered down next to where Yuki had lain her unconscious form on the bathroom floor. "Howdja know"

"Look at her eyes." Yuki said knowledgably. "They're much too round to be full Japanese." He paused, then added"She kisses like and American, too."

I think I actually started to see red, I was that pissed. "What the hell? You kissed her"

Yuki glared at me. "Don't sound so damn scandalized, idiot. Under the circumstances, I acted on what I saw fit."

"That's...not it." I pouted.

Yuki nodded wisely, sitting back. "Ah. Jealousy." He smirked, sarcasm dripping in his voice. "Fine. You try, then."

"W-What"

"If you're so damn jealous, you kiss her and make it all better." His voice was devoid of any lack of seriousness.

I knew by then I was bright red. "YUKI"

My lover chewed his lip thoughtfully. "The three of us here in such close confines gives me an interesting idea. Shindou, get her into some fresh clothes and then move her to the couch until she wakes up. I'll be in my office, and I'm not to be bothered."

And with that, he upped and left!

I glared after him, then glanced uncertainly at Aoyou. She sure was cute. But to KISS HER? While she's unconscious, too!

I nodded in agreement with my conclusion. To do such a thing would be a thoroughly disgusting act of perversion. Right as I thought that, however, Yuki's vivid description of white, hot flesh and girlish moans leapt into my mind's eye. Before I knew it, I was down and kissing Aoyou fiercely.

Damn you, Yuki!

End Chapter


Authoress here.

Hah, I feel kind of guilty about writing that chapter at WORK, of all places! But my coordinators assumed I was working on homework (scoff) and left me alone during the half-hour respites. I guess I'll feel better if I write these chapters in school!

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