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Chapter Four

Kei…

Kazahaya, we'll always be together…

Kudo sighed, covering his face with his hands, he was cold, having forgotten his jacket, having left the apartment in such a hurry. He could still feel Rikuo's lips and how they seemed to scorch his skin, his hands ran up and down his arms, not just to try and warm them but to try and rub in the sweet memory of being around Rikuo. His body remembered Himura's and he was still aching from denying himself his desires but the conscience was helped by his memory, Kei wanted no one to come between them…that included Rikuo too.

No matter how much Kazahaya might have wanted to, they could never accomplish that. Not with Kei haunting his memories.

Lowering his hands the teen sank onto the ground, stretching his legs in to a wide V on the bristly dead grass on a slope near a familiar riverbank. Why he came here, he didn't really remember but there was just something that reminded him of one of his assignments. He rested his hands on the grass, peering down at it. Maybe he could can the ground's memory of that moment...

He shook his head, lying back, ignoring how the bristly grass stabbed into his neck uncomfortably. He crossed his arms across his chest, rubbing it a little to warm himself, his arms could take care of themselves perhaps…and besides…he was still reminiscing Rikuo.

"Ran out on ya, did he?"

Rikuo paused from pulling on his jacket, turning back to see Saiga leaning against the doorframe.

"What's it to you?" he asked.

"Nothing really…just wondering if you've gone to the next level of your little relationship a little too quickly."

Rikuo frowned. He hated it when Saiga seemed to know just about anything that happened in the store, it was part of being Kakei's accomplice perhaps, but it just pissed him off to hear that the strange man even knew what happened in their apartment. However "far" he chose to go with Kazahaya was his business, just like the reason he was going out with another jacket clutched in his fist even though he had one on already.

"Going out?" Saiga suddenly asked.

"Yeah, he left his coat."

"That's not the reason now…is it?" he smirked, making sure his sunglasses weren't sliding down, "You're going to try and bring him back, right?"

"Whether or not he decides to come back is up to him. It's none of my concern." He muttered.

"But you really wanthim to come back, don't you?" Saiga pressed on, "Just like you really want him?"

Gritting his teeth, Rikuo ignored the man, striding towards the front door leading out of the Green Drugstore. Kakei came up behind the mysterious man, peering around one of the broad shoulders as he straightened his lab coat.

"You pressed too hard." He smiled.

"True…but I couldn't help myself, I love tormenting those kids." Saiga said, turning back to Kakei and leaning down towards him, his lips brushing against his temple.

"Hey, I just finished getting everything put back together." He chuckled, pushing Saiga playfully away. "Wait a while. It's not fair that those boys have no fun while we take advantage of their absence."

"You're not fair." Saiga whispered.

"I'm a deviant, remember?" the young man smiled mischievously.

"That's true…"

"Don't worry, Kazahaya will set his priorities straight and Rikuo will be ready for him no matter how much time it takes. Memories are hard to suppress, especially for Kazahaya."

I can't feel my fingers anymore…

Kazahaya was now staring right into the grass, curled in a ball on his side and dazed by the thoughts that had been running through his mind. His breath still came in small puffs of fog that drifted up towards the sky just to disappear, his hands were trembling against his chest as he held them as close to his chilled body as possible.

"Should've…grabbed…my coat." He smiled wryly, lips suddenly trembling and he curled up tighter. But I can't go home now…not right now…

What if Rikuo was still sitting on his bed, sitting there angry or maybe even staring off at the door waiting for him to return? No…Rikuo wasn't the type of person to just sit there and wait for something unless he was told to. Rikuo did everything Kakei told him…even held his hand without complaint compared to his own outburst back on one of their strange assignments. Did Himura love him then as well?

When exactly did that guy fall in love with me anyway? Kazahaya wondered, closing his eyes tightly. At the Boarding School assignment or was it sooner? When did I fall in love with him?

Questions continued to race through his mind, questions that probably wouldn't be answered even if he asked, Rikuo might not even know when it happened…

"Are you trying to freeze to death this time?" someone asked rather bitterly.

Kazahaya opened his eyes, trying to lift his head.

"Don't move, idiot."

Something flapped over his body and Kazahaya felt insulation at last over his numbing body, of course it would only last a little while if he just sat there but he wanted to appreciate this warmth now and hold onto it.

"You made me wonder around half the town looking for your ass."

Kazahaya went rigid. That was Rikuo's voice!

He immediately sat up, staring up at the rather annoyed teen standing over him with his hands submerged in his coat pockets. He looked the same way he did the first night they met…that same expression…eyes the same, face the same, stance the same…everything was a mirror image of what it was.

"R-Rikuo!"

"You could at least try not to freeze to death you know." Rikuo said, sinking onto the grass beside Kudo. "Then who'm I going to give a hard time?"

"Maybe Kakei will hire a pretty blonde-haired girl for you to mess with." Kudo said, averting his eyes, "One with my late reactions and a bad temper."

"A girl have that fiery temper of yours?" Rikuo arched an eyebrow, "No I'd rather have you around."

"You'd rather have me around?" he asked, "Is that all?"

He war referring to what happened in the apartment, Himura knew it and so did Kazahaya, they both knew what they wanted but did the other person want the same thing?

"I won't lie to you Kazahaya…" Rikuo said, looking off towards the city across the stream. "I do want you around…but I also—to be frank—want to get into your pants."

Half-hoping this already, Kudo was a bit surprised by how his face burned. Rikuo…Rikuo Himura, mind you…was just saying quite openly that he wanted to make love to Kazahaya. The smaller teen swallowed, rubbing the back of his neck and nervously wrapping his jacket around his shoulders.

"M-Me too…" he said bashfully, "I mean…I want to also."

"So then, why'd you run off?" Rikuo asked, leaning over to Kudo.

"It was…a memory." He said, "I was thinking about something I promised someone." Kazahaya said; his long fingers busied themselves by twisting a button on his jacket.

"A promise, huh?" Rikuo murmured.

"Yeah…and since I left…its all I could think about when I wasn't mad at myself for leaving you." He smiled a little, feeling a bit timid of the large teen beside him all of a sudden; he turned himself away a little so that more of his back was to Rikuo. "I'm sorry I left you…you know…"

"It wasn't the first time." Rikuo said, his hand resting on Kudo's shoulder, he smiled at the other teen very slightly, leaning towards him. Kazahaya stiffened a little as Rikuo's hand slid up his neck and his thumb pushed his chin up slightly, putting his face right up close to his ear.

"Get back to the store!" He shouted.

"YOU DAMN BRUTE!"

"…And I'm never going to let you sneak another one on me again, I'd rather get some from—"

Rikuo cut Kazahaya off, pushing the teen against the doorframe as soon as he had opened the door, capping his mouth over his. Kudo's legs trembled as his mouth was forced open roughly, his knees giving way and sending him sinking down the fame. Rikuo crouched down at the same pace.

After a few moments, Himura parted from him, smirking at Kudo. "That's what you get…"

"T-That…that's not fair! You weren't supposed to catch me off guard!"

"Life's not fair." Rikuo said back over his shoulder as he pulled off his coat, tossing it onto his bed. "Get used to it."

Grumbling to himself, Kazahaya shut the door behind him, locking it. It was hard for him to imagine that he was actually turned on by this guy a few hours ago…now things seemed no different then they had been before…maybe there was something he ate or—

That bottle! Kazahaya remembered the black bottle, Where is that bottle?

"H-Hey…Rikuo?"

"What?"

"Where's that…bottle, you know… the bottle you kept using on me? I was going to take it to Kakei and see just what was in it."

"Oh…that bottle, huh?" Rikuo reached into his pocket, drawing out the bottle and looking down at it in the palm of his hand.

"Yeah…" Kazahaya slipped up beside Himura, reaching around for it. "So if you just hand it to me…"

Rikuo abruptly closed his fingers around the bottle. "No…I think I'll hold onto it."

"Come on, Rikuo…I want to know what's in that stuff." He reached for Rikuo's hands, prying at is fingers.

When Rikuo wasn't handing over the vial, Kazahaya did the thing that any perfectly rational teen would do when someone wouldn't hand over something they wanted…

"GIMME THAT BOTTLE!"

Himura toppled over as he was suddenly leapt upon by a rabid teen, clawing at his hands like a cat trying to get out of someone's hands to reach a catnip mouse. Crashing onto his bed and immediately holding his hand out of the wild teen's reach as he stretched out his hands for it. Rikuo immediately seized hold of the other teen's shirt to hold him at bay.

"What are you doing? Know it off!" he snapped, "At least retract your claws!"

Kazahaya slowed and stopped, looking down at his fellow employee beneath him. He slowly looked down at where he was gripping his shoulder with one hand, the other hand lowering from reaching for the bottle. His nails had dug into Rikuo's shirt…

Swallowing, he reached for Rikuo's long sleeve, rolling it up his arm. Letting his arm droop, Himura turned his head, trying to peer back at Kazahaya since the teen was straddling him while he was lying on his stomach on his bed. What was missing from this picture?

"Damn…" Kazahaya murmured, looking at the tattoo and then the small red marks in his shoulder from his own fingernails.

"So…you have a tattoo?" Kazahaya asked, remembering the image of the same tattoo as he stared down at it.

"Yeah…" he said, sighing.

Kazahaya surveyed the back he was just above, touching it gently and running his hands down the fabric of the sweater. He pushed up the hem of the shirt, revealing the strong back up to the shoulder blades. There were red lines from scratching nails there, he didn't realize he had been so desperate for that vial…hell, he couldn't even remember why he wanted it. His fingertips grazed over the warm flesh, Rikuo shivering. Why did he want it?

"You're hands are still cold." He said bluntly.

"Sorry…"

"Don't apologize, I don't care." Rikuo said.

Kazahaya pushed the shirt up further and saw the teen's shoulders, the bunched up cloth was taught and hard to keep up with Rikuo still lying on the front of his shirt, but Kazahaya leaned down, resting against the warm back, the buttons of his coat pressing into Rikuo's flesh since he had yet to take it off. He rested a hand on Himura's side.

"I'm sorry…I left earlier." He murmured.

Rikuo lifted his head from the mattress, craning his neck but still only catching Kudo from the corner of his eye.

"Be careful what you start, Kaza…"

Kudo touched his cheek to Rikuo's back, closing his eyes, his warm breath whispering over his flesh. His hands may have been cold but that wasn't preventing the sudden discomfort of Rikuo's position lying on his stomach on this bed. He had to turn over, but if he moved Kazahaya would probably get all awkward on him probably. Wait…things were already awkward. Closing his eyes, he reached behind him, touching his shoulder.

Kazahaya's hair tickled his skin when he lifted his head a little to see what it was that he wanted.

"Lemme turn over…"

Nodding, Kudo climbed off of him and Rikuo pushed himself up, Kazahaya watching Rikuo's shirt droop back down over his back a little, wrinkled and still bunched up in some places but hiding the marks. He faced Kazahaya, standing in front of him, his hands moving to his cheeks and tilting up his face.

"You're not going to run off this time, right?"

He nodded obediently.

"Truly."

Another nod.

"You're positive…"

Kazahaya started to nod again.

"No, no, stop nodding, look right at my eyes…" he pointed at his eyes with two fingers, "…Focus…you're really staying."

"Yeah. I'm staying this time." Kudo murmured.

Lowering his face to his, Rikuo kissed Kazahaya's forehead, the smaller teen closing his eyes as his lips moved to his own and they kissed again. Kazahaya had lost count of how many times they had kissed now…but it was quite a few, it was becoming something he waited for eagerly from Rikuo now and he wanted to prove that Rikuo wasn't the only man in this room just because he kisses him first.

Kudo slipped his tongue into Himura's mouth, catching Rikuo by surprise for a moment but he soon smiled a little and allowed him to caress his tongue, it was hard not being the one doing all the work for once…Kudo went too gently…maybe that would change if he used that bottle still clutched in his hand. His little vial of voodoo…thank you Kakei…

He lowered his hands from Kazahaya's face, popping open the lid of the bottle and steadily raising it to the boy's nose as he took in a deep breath that had been held off by the activity of his mouth. It was actually hard for Rikuo to keep his hold on the bottle though…the way Kudo was finally kissing him like this was good…but the thought of it being better made him keep his grip.

Kudo inhaled the chocolaty sensation again, the chocolate effects may not have been there anymore but whatever it was in this stuff aside from it…that would be enough to fire him up enough for Rikuo. Kazahaya suddenly pressed up against him, his jeans scratching against Rikuo's, hands taking fistfuls of his sweater in his hands.

Rikuo pulled his face away for a moment, panting as he smiled, pushing Kazahaya down onto the bed.

"I love that bottle…" Kazahaya mumbled; reaching for it but Rikuo palmed it.

"Do you love me or that bottle more?" he asked, tauntingly.

"Is this a trick question?"

Pushing him back, Rikuo climbed on top of him, holding his shoulder down as he kissed his neck. Kazahaya clung to his back, closing his eyes. This time…no images of Kei, no distressed voices whispering memories back to him to scare him out of the lulling ecstasy...no…it was just him and Rikuo's lips and tongue on his neck, the sweet sensation of kissed and pleasurable licks and nips that sent electricity coursing through Kudo's body.

Rikuo reached down, pushing up his shirt so that he could feel the lithe stomach. The cooled flesh had grown warm at last, the muscles quivering a little under his touch as he ran his fingers over the muscles, however vaguely he could feel them. He reached down, placing his hand over Kudo's fly and pulling down the zipper, Kazahaya's ands gripped his shoulders but he continued to unzip them then tug the button out of the hole, spreading it open.

His hand slipped below the denim finding the bulge.

"Whoa!" Kazahaya jolted when he cupped the erection, trying to sit up in reflex of the sudden touch in his most private area. Rikuo forced him back down.

"Settle down." He growled against his neck, lifting his head.

Rikuo then got off of him, pulling off his sweater and standing there bare chested in the ceiling light. Kazahaya could see the tattoo so clearly now…he could see Rikuo's chest and his lean muscles…not that he hadn't before but he never tried to look at them as he did now. He pulled off his jacket, tossing it to the edge of the bed, Rikuo slipping between his legs, reaching down and tugging up the hem of his shirt at the same time Kazahaya pulled at the zipped of Rikuo's own fly. It was only fair to see proof of Himura's little excitement as well since he had already grabbed his own.

"You're pretty straight forward now, aren't you?"

"Shut up…" he grumbled.

That was more like it…that was the Kudo he knew.

Rikuo pulled the shirt over Kazahaya's head, forcing him to move his hands away from prying around his fly experimentally, as he had been doing like a curious little kid. Each time his finger had stroked him; the thin fabric of his undergarments wasn't enough to hide the happy companion inside. It felt like the erection was betraying him…it wasn't being fair.

Kazahaya swung his legs over the edge of the bed, lying back as Rikuo climbed back onto the mattress, the cushioned springs groaned beneath their weight as he straddled Kudo again, hopefully if things went well…this wouldn't be the last time.

Craning himself over, Rikuo and Kazahaya's lips met again, this time their hands were free to explore much more skin then before, of course…it was a bit of a disappointment that they didn't strip completely yet. Rikuo's hands slipped under Kazahaya, pulling him up a little so that their chests touched and he pulled his mouth from the light haired boy's, arching around him and biting his neck, it wasn't painful but Kazahaya jumped from the sudden feel of warm teeth grazing his flesh, his hips had sprung up from the mattress and both boys winced as a painful clash was met briefly, making both of them pause in their little moment.

Kazahaya didn't know what else to do…he was inexperienced with this sort of thing…it inwardly irked him how Rikuo's tongue and hands seemed so skilled, he hadn't seen the teen with any girls to prove he was king but it just…

"Holy—"

Rikuo had suddenly grabbed Kazahaya, the other teen not realizing he had pulled his pants down his hips until the erection was revealed to the world outside of a bathroom in Rikuo's presence. He couldn't help it…his cheeks flushed as Himura wrapped his fingers around it and moved his hand up slowly, tauntingly. Kudo shivered, a groan escaping his lips as the hand moved sharply back down as if it were a thrust. A smirk crossed Rikuo's lips as he continued to move his hand, watching how Kazahaya's face flushed with each jerk of his hand. Of course this wasn't the only attention he would be getting…

He paused, scooting himself down until he could envelope him in his mouth, Kazahaya pushed himself up immediately, eyes open wide as he stared down at Rikuo. His entire body burned when he felt something soft push against the already warm flesh. Was that really Rikuo's tongue he was feeling? All the way down there?

Does it feel good? Rikuo silently asked Kazahaya as he ran his hand up the teen's stomach. Hope so because your damn fly zipper's digging into my chin!

He felt a sudden shudder in his mouth and immediately lifted his head, quirking an eyebrow as Kazahaya immediately covered his sudden climax desperately with his hands, fire engine red and frowning a little at the warmth in his fingers. Rikuo shook his head slowly; he was just so damn innocent sometimes…couldn't even freely reveal a climax.

"My turn." Rikuo said, Kazahaya looking up from wiping his hands on his bunched up jeans. Rikuo grabbed them and the underwear within, pulling them off Kudo's long legs and shoving them off onto the floor. "Turn over."

"H-Hang on, I'm not a girl, I don't get—"he grimaced.

"Stop complaining." Rikuo growled, climbing off the bed and pushing his own pants down till they were a puddle of denim at his feet, which he kicked roughly away, reaching under his bed and pulling something out from under it.

It looked like a shoebox…just how would that help sexual situations like this?

Rikuo removed the lid, pulling out a tube of something with the Green Drugstore label on it. The sticker was covering a word where Kazahaya could only see "L" before the sticker started. Rikuo climbed onto the bed again and removed the cap of the tube. It looked like he was about to squeeze out toothpaste until Kudo noticed that the stuff was like petroleum jelly.

"I don't want that in me!" he suddenly snapped when Rikuo tried to get him to turn over.

"Stop whining, I'll get you used to it." He said, "And besides…" he leaned over, whispering in his ear, "You'd hate it if I stopped."
True…sad…but true…Kazahaya didn't want him to stop giving him this sensual attention. He turned over, kneeling on the mattress, his hangs ready to grip the sheets in case this was too painful. Rikuo's hand ran over his rear for a moment before something sharply came into him.

"Yeeearg!"

"It's just my finger."

"I know…but…it feels gross!"

"You'll get used to it."

How could he get used to it when he barely had the chance to? In moments another sharp thrust made Kazahaya yelp, and he hung his head as he felt something much thicker then a finger inside of him. Rikuo's hips touched the skin of his hide as he plunged deeper, Kazahaya groaning in pain but at the same time he had the feeling that this actually felt…good. In came another thrust and Kazahaya was jolted forward with each following plunge inside of him. Rikuo came on quickly, rocking Kudo with him as he held onto his waist or rested his hands on his hips.

The room was quiet, interrupted by the pants of Rikuo's labored thrusts and Kazahaya's occasional groans. The bed accompanied Kudo's melodic pleasurable moans and creaked, keeping Himura's pace, if he quickened, the mattress followed. It felt like an eternity to the teens before the larger male suddenly erupted inside of Kazahaya, the cat boy's head dropping into Rikuo's pillow, tired but not nearly as tired as Rikuo when he separated himself from him. Slumping down beside Kudo, he closed his eyes, skin warm and both bodies glazed with a small sheen of sweat.

Labored breaths quieted as Kazahaya reached for one of Rikuo's arms, pulling it over him as if he were his blanket, soon curling himself into the chest of the larger male, listening to the steadying heartbeat.

Was this…the same way the guys felt at that boarding school after relieving their own sexual urges? Probably not…this was in a lot better setting in Kazahaya's opinion.

"Whoa…what a rush." Saiga smirked, looking up at the ceiling; Kakei was sitting on the couch while he had been reclining back in his chair. "Took them long enough, huh?"

"Yes, I was expecting them to accomplish this much sooner…" Kakei said, turning the page of a book he had been reading.

Saiga sat up in the chair, "Just what was that stuff you gave them anyway?"

"Love Potion Number Nine." Kakei smiled.

"Is that so?"

"Not really…I just like to call it that." Kakei chuckled.

"Oh…so then…what did you put in this Love Potion Number Nine concoction of yours?" Saiga asked, rubbing his chin. He had a feint idea.

"Oh, some chocolate syrup…a few little adhesives here and there…one of them being a rather potent substance found in a drug know in America as Viagra."

The End

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