The dark side of the moon
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Chapter one – Reverie
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Authors note: my first fan fiction in ages! I came up with the idea for this one whilst sitting on the toilet after watching highlights on the Glastonbury festival so I hope you like. Warnings: Yuki x Kyo yaoi, strong language, not so sure bout a lemon though. I'm not very confident with that kind of thing.
Shouting filled the night air. A crash could be heard as Kyo smashed through the door, rubbing his head in pain. Yuki stood over him, jeering as Kyo struggled to stand. A trickle of crimson found its way down his smooth chin, continuing to splatter onto the wooden floor.
"Stupid cat!" Yuki sneered landing a solid kick at the teen's stomach, causing him to double up. He pushed Kyo down, straddling him across his stomach. He bent down over the startled cat, lifting his chin with his slender fingers. "No matter how hard you try, you'll never win."
"Bastard!" Kyo hissed, spitting a mouthful of crimson saliva into the pale boys face.
Yuki lunged at him, punching his face, bruising the tanned skin below. Kyo cried out, holding his cheek tenderly.
He sat up, "I hate you!" He spat, earning another punch sending him into the garden, face first in the rain soaked grass.
He watched the silver haired teen depart the sprawled cat, stepping back into the comfort of his home. He turned back only once, to turn his nose up at the bloodied cat, watching him prop himself up on one elbow, glaring through soaked strands of flaming hair. He entered the house, refusing to flatter the broken cat with another glance.
Kyo struggled to his feet wincing at the shooting pains in his arms and legs. He slowly limped away from the Sohma house, from Yuki. The rain became increasingly heavy, drenching his hair and clothes. He felt his misery build within him, numbing him of any other emotion. He began to sprint up streets and alleys, finally collapsing to the pavement, the cramp surging through his muscles. His breaths were harsh. He curled on the pavement, embracing the darkness that consumed him.
Yuki lay on his bed, panting into his pillow; he could smell Kyo on his clothes. He could still feel Kyo underneath him. He caught another trace of Kyo, breathing in deeply.
He had been wearing that tight black tank top of his again. During the clash one strap had fallen from his shoulder. He could feel himself becoming aroused at the though of the expanse of soft tanned skin, slight hints of perspiration gathering on the surface. He could see Kyo's teasing smirk as he pulled his top over his head revealing his well defined chest and stomach muscles.
Yuki stared, drinking in every feature. His eyes glided over every inch of the cat's lustful body. He could feel intense heat gather in his groin, his erection restrained by his tight pants.
Kyo began to trail his hand lightly down his chest, smirking at Yuki, staring right into his soul. He spread his legs, his hand finding the band of his cargo trousers. Sending the shocked mouse a final smirk he threw his head back, sliding his hand down to his erection.
Yuki was filled with the sounds of Kyo's throaty moans. He felt his hand slide down to his own neglected arousal needing release. He paused himself momentarily, cursing what he was about to do. It was short lived. He tried to stifle back a moan arching his hips to his hand as he pumped his shaft picking up his pace as he felt his climax draw near. He cried out Kyo's name as he spilled over his chest. He eyed the mess for a moment, mentally kicking himself inside. How was he going to hide this from Tohru? He glanced back up. Kyo had gone.
Disclaimer: whoops, I have a feeling it will certainly be a lemon, so if you don't like them, why are you still reading this dumbass? Go away! Thank you for reading, not that anyone reads these bits.