We're All Just Stupid People Doing Stupid Things in a Stupid World
XO'MagickMoon'OX
A/N: I AM SO HAPPY EVERYONE LOVED THE LAST CHAPTER. Of course, as everyone probably knows, that was meh first lemon. And I know that it wasn't all that "smutty" ... so I made up for it with this chapter. I think. Well, everyone shall tell me what they think, ne? Oh, and that reminds me, you all know that I totally appreciate your reviews, but ... it would help if people would leave more than a single line for a review. There are a lot of reviewers that leave very satisfactory reviews, and they know who they are, but there are just as many reviewers that don't really say much of anything other than they liked the chapter. So please, people, write longer reviews! Comment on something or suggest something that I should fix or change or SOMETHING. Please!
Nya, anyway, PLUSHIES.
Tyleet27 gets an Akito plushie in Hanajima-style black lace. That is a hot image. I love Akito, too! XD Akito teh EMO KID. And thanks for mentioning that Kyo and Yuki had "total virgin reactions"... I was hoping for that. :D
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The Saturday-morning sunlight slanted through the window into the quiet bedroom. My fingers slid through Yuki's hair easily, and I smiled. He was so adorable when he was sleeping like this.
"Are you implying that I'm not cute all the time?"
His voice rang through my head, making me chuckle. Yes Yuki, you are cute all of the time. Adorable, beautiful, hot, sexy, and oh-so-fuckable. That's a funny word. Fuckable.
Anyway.
I sighed contentedly. The thought of what we did last night…God, he was so gorgeous. I remembered everything, every detail…even though my mind was dizzy with pleasure most of the time, I still took unconscious note of it all. The sounds he made, the way he threw his head back, the way his hair looked stuck to his skin, the way he felt, how goddamn tight he was. I mean, I always knew he was a tight-ass, but this just gave the word a whole new meaning. A very good meaning. Very good meaning. Nn, I was getting horny again.
All that aside, I think the most satisfying part of it all was knowing that he loved me. He loved me! Just thinking about it made me giddy. Wow, I sounded like a love-struck schoolgirl. But whatever. I wrapped my arms securely around Yuki's sleeping form, holding him against me.
"Mmm…Kyo?" he groaned tiredly, waking up.
"Yeah?"
He blinked up at me, amethyst eyes nebulous with sleep. And suddenly, locking with mine, they cleared, sparkling like the jewels they resembled, and a beautiful smile broke across his face. "Good morning," he whispered.
I nuzzled my nose into his crown. "'Morning." I laughed, suddenly, murmuring, "You're not all zombie-like."
"Yeah, well, I slept very well."
"Were you that exhausted?"
"Heh, what can I say?"
"How about, 'I love you'?"
"That'll do." He tilted his head up and met my mouth with his own. Pulling back after a moment, he murmured across my lips, "I love you."
"'Love you, too," I breathed.
We were quiet for a moment before he spoke again. "So, what are we going to do about this?"
"What d'you mean?"
"I mean…are we going to tell people that we're…uh…" A puzzled expression fell over his angelic visage. "Kyo? What are we?"
"I would say 'boyfriends', but that sounds weird."
"Lovers?"
"Technically, yes, unless you plan on never doing it again."
"Hell no!" He buried his face into my chest. "Of course I want to do it again."
"Then I'd say 'lovers' is a good word."
"Okay. Well, are we going to tell anyone? Honda-san already knows, of course. And Uotani-san and Hanajima-san know that we're…together…too. But…what about Shigure? How would we be able to…you know…in his house without him knowing about us? And what about at school? I mean, of course we'd still argue and bicker—we always do that—but we don't just…hate each other anymore. People are going to notice. And then—"
"Yuki!" I pulled my fingers to his lips, silencing him. "Stop getting ahead of yourself." As an afterthought, I said, "And aside from the girls, Shishou knows, too."
His eyes widened as he looked up at me again. "You told him?"
"Well…I went to him for advice. I kinda…well, yeah, I pretty much told him everything. But I trust him, you know?"
"Yes, so do I. But, that still doesn't answer my question. What are we going to do about it? What if…" His face darkened. "What if Akito finds out?"
I started, eyes widening. "Akito? He…He won't find out," I tried to assure Yuki, while also silently trying to assure myself. That was most definitely a terrifying thought. "How would he?"
"Well, what if we slip up at school, like we did on the roof, and someone like Haru or Momiji finds out? What about Shigure? There's no way he wouldn't find out…I mean, we do live with him and all."
"But, Haru and Momiji wouldn't rat us out. They just…they wouldn't! And sure, Shigure's a sick bastard, but he's not…he's not evil. He wouldn't do that, either."
"But…Akito…he just…he just knows when something like this happens. There are no secrets we can keep from him. He's manipulative and furtive and…and…"
"How about we don't worry about it now, huh?" I kissed his forehead tenderly. "Let's just…lick one paw at a time."
"What?"
"I read it in a book."
"What book?"
"Time Cat."
He blinked. "…Stupid Cat."
"Damn Rat."
"…I don't understand the quote."
"Well, a cat can only lick one paw at a time when he cleans himself. It basically means: just take things bit by bit, not thinking too far ahead, you know? Living in the present instead of always having your mind stuck on the future?"
"Hn, I get it. Okay, it doesn't sound so stupid now." I lightly batted him on the head. He just giggled. "Well, we stink." He smirked at my pout. "I say we take a shower."
"'We'?" I echoed, raising an amused eyebrow.
"Yes, we." He pushed himself away from me and sat up, the sheets pooling around his waist. He winced, but maybe I'd just imagined it, 'cause the next moment, he was giving me this sultry smile.
I just blinked stupidly at him as he slipped out of bed, my eyes never leaving his body. Why did he have to be so sexy? He cautiously opened the door, looking down the hall left and right, and then gave a surprised squeak. He plucked something off the hallway wall beside the door and read it. "Good morning Yuki-kun, Kyo-kun. I'm spending the day with Uo and Hana. Shigure-san is still at the lake. We'll both be home for dinner. Oh, but as for your breakfast and lunch…I hope you'll both be able to find something to eat. Sorry! Love, Tohru."
Yuki smiled softly. "We have the house to ourselves again."
Falling from my lustful stupor, I met Yuki's gaze. "Why does it seem like Tohru's always out these days?"
Yuki smirked. "Maybe because she is always out these days. It won't last, though. I think she's just giving us some space, some time to be alone."
"What about Shigure, though? It's not like him to just leave, especially when he knows that there's something going on like this."
"Doubtless, he hid a camera somewhere. Best not worry about it, though. Come on. Shower. Now."
And with that he slipped away, but not before being sure to give me the most seductive smile and sway of his hips. Damn him.
I was out of bed in a flash and got to the bathroom just as Yuki closed the door. I stood there and caught my breath. I heard the water begin to run. A minute later, I slid the door open slowly, gray tendrils of steam billowing into the hallway.
And then someone was grabbing my arm and pulling my into the bathroom. The next thing I knew, I was pinned against a wall with warm rivulets cascading down my body, hair plastering to my head.
"Y-Yuki?" I spluttered, finally regaining my senses.
Yuki was standing in front of me, directly under the water in the shower, and holding me against the cold wall that was quickly heating at my back. He leaned in and pressed his wet lips against mine, sighing against my mouth.
I reached around his back and slid my hands down from his shoulders, along his spine. He shivered at the touch, but as I reached his tailbone, he tensed, gasping. This wasn't a good gasp. It was an oh-God-that-hurts-like-hell gasp. "Yuki?" I whispered.
He smiled up at me. "Sorry, I'm just…a little sore."
Duh. I mentally smacked myself for not realizing this sooner. So I hadn't imagined that wince when he'd sat up in bed. "No, I'm sorry," I said.
"You have nothing to apologize for."
"Neither do you!"
He chuckled and laid his head against my chest, exhaling contentedly. Everything was silent for a moment, save for the hissing of the running water and the pattering of it hitting the tile. I still felt guilty about Yuki being in pain, and suddenly a thought struck me.
"I know how to make it all better," I whispered against Yuki's wet mess of hair.
"Oh?"
"Mmhm." Not a second later, our positions were reversed, with me pinning Yuki to the wall. I kissed him full on the mouth, nipping at his lower lip and moving to the corner, then down his chin, continuing on a trail along the center of his body. His neck to his chest to his stomach, moving straight down, droplets of water collecting on my lips.
His breath audibly hitched as I came to his naval. "K-Kyo?"
"Shhhh," I crooned. "Don't worry."
"What're you…?"
I continued down, although passing his now-obvious arousal and moving to kiss his thigh. His breathing grew short and ragged as he anticipated what was to come.
"Kyo…" I glanced up to see him with his eyes shut tight, biting his bottom lip, his hands sliding against the slick tile wall, trying to find something to hold on to. "Nnn…Kyo, you're not really going to…?"
"Yeah, I am." I kissed up his thigh to his hipbone, teasing around his desire. "Do you not want me to?"
"I just…I want to…I think I should be the one doing it to you…"
"Why's that?"
He shrugged, eyes still closed. "Be-Because…I bottomed…"
"And you think that means that you have to pleasure me?"
He gave a curt nod. "Something like that."
"First of all, how would you know what to do?"
"I could…improvise…?"
I shook my head, though he didn't see it with his eyes closed. "Second of all, I like things this way. I just love hearing you scream."
He moaned at that and found the soap shelf in the wall, gripping it tightly. With one last kiss to his naval, I moved down and teased the core of his need with my breath, before taking a experimental lick. He gasped, beginning to tremble with anticipation. Another lick, another gasp.
"St-Stop teasing me," he groaned, his free hand finding my hair and fisting it.
"Aw, but I'm having so much fun," I whined.
"Bastard."
"Yes I am." Seeing his anguished expression, I conceded. "Okay, okay." I parted my lips and began to take Yuki into my mouth. And he screamed.
"AHHHH! Holy…nnng…Kyo…o-oh God…" He bucked his hips reflexively, and I grabbed onto them tightly, holding them firmly against the wall so he didn't, A: rush things or B: choke me. Neither were conducive to efficient pleasuring. I took him in inch by inch, running my tongue around him. Fuck, he was moaning so beautifully, arching his back, his knuckles white as he gripped the soap shelf as if it were the only thing grounding his sanity. His hand at the back of my head was trying to push me faster, but I stubbornly refused to let him control me.
I pulled back and then took him in again, allowing my teeth to graze the sensitive skin. Yuki took his hand from the back of my head and brought it to his mouth, biting down on his finger to stifle a scream. Releasing him, I said, "You don't have to be quiet; there's no one around to hear us."
"I-I know…I just…oh fuck… Why did you stop?" he whined. I smirked and went back to my ministrations. I would never get tired of this Yuki, desperate and out of control. I loved seeing him like this. I took him in as deep as my mouth would allow, sucking lightly, rewarded by another scream. "Oh God, K-Kyo…if you stop now, I swear I'll…kill you… Mmmmmm…"
I laughed, the sensation my chuckle gave him eliciting another throaty moan. He was trying to buck again, but I still held him firmly to the wall. So instead he opted to use his hands, finding the back of my head and trying to guide my movements. No way in Hell. I'm handcuffing him next time.
The combination of warm water running down my back, Yuki in my mouth, the sounds he was making, were all making me extremely aroused and hot all over. I moved faster up and down my lover, teasing him with my tongue and teeth, until his moans were all an incoherent jumble of expletives and screams.
"K-Ky…o…s-stop… I'm going to…"
I mentally smirked and just sucked harder.
"Ahhhhhhh…! Fuck, KYO!"
My taste buds were assailed with the bitterness that filled my mouth then. And yet, bitter as it was, it was still delicious. I don't know how I managed to swallow it all, but I did, like a hungry cat. It was completely and utterly Yuki, and I loved it. Just like I loved him.
Peace encompassed the area again, this time the sounds of the shower mingling with our heavy breathing as Yuki slid down against the wall, eyes still closed, his head back. I smiled and brushed my fingers through his matted hair, pushing it out of his eyes. His face was flushed a healthy pink, lips parted to take in as much air as possible.
"Th-That was…that was…amazing…" he whispered laboriously, still panting.
I leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Good."
"Where did you…learn that?" he asked, finally opening his eyes to look at me.
I laughed, smirking. "I told you: my reading gay porn was all for your benefit."
"Ah, right." He laughed, too. I stood, pulling him to his feet and promptly gathering him in a tight embrace as we were rained down on by the showerhead.
Then, after a moment of just standing like that, he said, "What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Don't you want me to take care of something…?" He pushed his hips suggestively against mine. I bit my lip to stifle whatever sound was crawling up my throat.
I replied, "That would be…appreciated."
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An hour later we were cleaned up and dressed, making our way to the kitchen. My stomach growled, and I suddenly realized how hungry I was. Opening the refrigerator, I sighed, seeing nothing of real substance to eat. We needed to go shopping. "Dammit, I'm hungry!" I folded my arms across my chest and scowled at the sparse contents of the refrigerator. Yuki looked over my shoulder and hummed thoughtfully.
"I don't know, Love. There's not much to eat."
I smiled softly at the appellation, the tenderness of it allaying what would have been a bitter retort as I replied, "Yeah, I've noticed."
He hummed thoughtfully again. "I think I can fix something, though."
I turned to him in surprise. "You? Cook?"
"Kinda."
"'Kinda'? What are you—"
"Just go sit in the living room."
"The living room? What are you scheming, you damn Rat?"
"Just do it." He pushed me out of the kitchen, and I did as I was told.
After what seemed like a particularly long wait, something was thrown around my head, covering my eyes and being knotted tightly in the back. "What the—"
Someone pushed me onto the floor, straddling my waist and grabbing my wrists. My shirt was being dragged over my head quickly, slid up my arms to my hands where it was used to bind my hands to (presumably) the leg of the coffee table
"Yuki! What gives?" I demanded.
"Shhhh…bad kitty." His lips were swiftly pressed over mine, cutting off any other concern I was about to voice. Stupid, sexy Rat! What the hell was he doing? And why was I blindfolded? More to the point, how had he done all of this without me stopping him? Stupid, sexy, sneaky Rat!
And then the blindfold was gone, and Yuki was sitting there on my waist, smirking down at me. Despite the fact that, considering all we'd done in the past twenty-four hours, I should be exhausted, I felt myself growing hot again. Damn him and his sexiness!
Something caught the corner of my eye and I turned my head, seeing a few assorted foodstuffs spread across the carpet. Chocolate syrup…whipped cream…powdered sugar…and strawberry Pocky. Pocky? What the fuck?
"Okay, I sorta understand the syrup, cream, and sugar," I said, licking my lips, "but Pocky?"
Yuki reached over and plucked a stick from the box, poking it between his lips and taking a bite. He smiled cutely. "I like Pocky."
"So do I," I said, grinning.
"Okay, then have some." He leaned down, half of the snack protruding from his mouth, and I took said half into my own mouth hungrily. The sharing of the Pocky stick turned into one of the wettest, sweetest kisses I'd ever experienced. The taste of strawberry cream lingered on our tongues as they danced between our joined mouths. Damn, I never knew eating Pocky could be so fun.
Once the snack was completely devoured (and if it were possible, I'm sure we would've devoured each other, as well), he sat back and smiled. The genuine grin turned devious as he grabbed the chocolate syrup and tipped it upside-down, the open nozzle aimed at my bare chest. I shuddered pleasantly as the gooey topping drizzled from the bottle onto my skin, cold against my heated flesh.
"You're twisted," I said.
"Oh, very," he replied. "And you love it."
"Yes I do."
He continued painting up and down my torso with the chocolate syrup until there was an intricate pattern crisscrossing up my stomach and chest. "I'm really hungry, Kyo," he whined, regarding me coyly. His fingers danced across my un-chocolate-afied sides, tickling my ribs. I shivered. "And you look really tasty." He licked his lips, grinning wickedly. "Can I eat you?"
"Just fucking do something, already! Stop talking like that and making me horny!" I squirmed underneath him.
"Impatient, are we? Just for that, I'm going to be relentless." The words rolled off his tongue so slowly and sexily that suddenly my pants felt uncomfortably tight.
"Kinky bastard."
He slid down, still smirking, until his mouth was hovering over my crotch. His fingers teased up my clothed thigh, past my need, and over the hem of my cargo pants, playing around the waistband. I sighed, with somewhat exasperation, somewhat pleasure, and pushed up against him. Then, his mouth came down on my naval, completely forgoing my need, making me groan with frustration. He licked upwards, the chocolate collecting on his tongue.
He pressed a kiss into the sticky mess he'd made above my naval, moaning through his tightly pressed lips, sending pinpoints of pleasure through my abdomen. He continued up my stomach, kissing and licking all the way, sensuously swirling his tongue in the chocolate syrup. I arched into the touch, wanting so much more but knowing that there was no way Yuki was going to grant me it so easily.
And then there was more coldness splattered across my chest as he worked up my breastbone, where I had numerous, angry red bruises from last night. My previously closed eyes snapped open to look down at Yuki, who was smearing whipped cream over my heated skin, making sure to slide idly over my nipples.
"Shit," I hissed. I knew where this was going. And sure enough, after an efficient teasing with his fingers, his mouth came down on my left nipple and sucked…hard. "AH! Yuki… Oh God…" His tongue was talented. Incredibly talented. And as my mind wandered over fantasies involving that tongue and other parts of my body, another wave of heat washed over me, my pants now almost painfully tight. I continued to moan as he continued to tend to a very sensitive nipple. He knew exactly what buttons to push to reduce me to a writhing mass of helplessness. Whether I should hate him for taking advantage of this knowledge or love him for it, I wasn't sure. Maybe both.
And then he was at the other one, the area around his mouth sufficiently coated in whipped cream and chocolate. I arched into the sensations as best I could, what with the bondage and all. I was so getting him back for that. But for now, I'd just enjoy it. There was something about being at his mercy that was incredibly erotic, in a masochistic sort of way. While his mouth busied itself at my chest, one of his hands was wandering. It wandered down my slick and sticky abdomen, ghosting across the bulge in my pants and sliding underneath it. Moaning, I tried to buck up into the sensation of the pressure against my crotch, only to be denied it by his other forearm being pressed over my hips, holding them down, his mouth never leaving its post. His gallivanting hand ran over my need again, a little harder this time. "Y-You fucking…tease…" I gasped.
He paid me no mind and continued to torture me, his mouth moving up my chest and nipping at my collarbone. "A-Ah… Yuki…" Nip, stroke, nip, stroke, stroke. "God, you're evil!"
"Mmhm." Yuki's hand suddenly fled from between my legs and reached over to the side to grab something, presumably the sugar, since that was the only thing left, other than the Pocky. He took the box of powdered sweetness and held it over my face, tapping it and releasing some of the sugar. I closed my eyes to keep the sugar out of them, and then felt a hot, wet tongue being drawn up my throat to my jaw, up my chin and connecting with my lips. I opened them and allowed the tongue entrance, and once again we were engaging in a passionate, literally sweet kiss. I sighed happily, love flaring anew in my chest.
Then he broke away and began kissing across my face, lapping at the sugar as his hand returned to my need, stroking it and making me groan and writhe. "You taste sooo good, Kyo-kun," he whispered against my powdered cheek. "And you make the most beautiful sounds when I do this—" He grabbed me, this time, forgoing the stroking. And I almost shouted, biting my lip to restrain myself. "Will you scream for me? Scream my name?"
I laughed through my desperate panting, saying, "That depends on your part."
He smiled deviously, licking the rest of the sugar off of my face. Then he dragged his fingers across my chest, gathering the whipped cream on his fingertips and bringing them back to my mouth to paint my lips, poking them inside my mouth and pulling them back out again. It left a sweet taste on my tongue. His other hand strayed to the hem of my pants and began to undo the fastening, making my heart begin to pick up an anxious pace. Soon I was relieved of my pants and only my boxers restrained my arousal.
"Mmm, please Yuki… I…"
"You…what?"
"I-I…need…" Oh God, he was going to make me beg.
"You need…what?" Damn him and his coy smile.
"Goddammit, you know what I need!"
"But…how do you want me to go about giving it to you?"
If I could use my hands right now, I'd strangle him! "Any way! It doesn't matter…" I pleaded. "Please!"
Yuki smirked. "You suck at begging."
He really wanted me to beg? All right, then. Arching sensuously and using the sultriest voice I could muster in my desperate position, I pleaded breathlessly, "Please, Yuki-sama… Please have your way with me… Please, I need you, my Prince."
He seemed taken aback, and I celebrated my small victory over him as his eyes further glazed with what was undoubtedly raw lust. Recovering his composure, he smirked, leaning down and kissing my naval, purring, "Good kitty. That was worthy of a reward."
"Then reward me already, you bastard!"
He consented, pulling down my boxers and grabbing me forcefully.
"AHH FUCK!"
"So Kitten likes this, hm?" He tightened his grip around me.
"Oh, shit…yes!" I found my hips reflexively bucking into his hand, seeking out more of that exquisite torture.
"And this?" He slid his fingers up and down, pressing and teasing and tightening.
"Ahhhhhhh! Oh fuck…oh shit…"
"My, you have a dirty mouth."
"S-Shut-up!" He was slowly, but surely, driving me insane. My back arched, hands tugging at the bindings around my wrists. It then dawned on me that this was the second time he'd gotten me in this sort of position. He continued his ministrations, slow and tantalizing. "Please, Yuki…harder…" I begged, unable to form complete sentences.
To my great relief, he complied. He was pushing me over the edge; I wouldn't last much longer. Especially not when—"AHHHHHHH!"—he started using his mouth. "Oh God…Yuki…so…good…" If my Japanese teacher could here me now (God forbid), I'd surely fail; complete sentences were totally outside of my capabilities at the moment.
He started humming in the back of his throat, sending shocks through my system. And then—"YUKI!"—everything went white. It was all just…bliss. Pure and absolute bliss. Nirvana, euphoria, Heaven on Earth, hot and bright and electrifying.
And then it was over, and my senses were slowly returning to me. My breath was coming in short, ragged gasps, and Yuki was moving away from my most sensitive area, something other that confectionary toppings coating his lips, moving up my stomach and pulling my boxers up as he went. "S-Still…hungry…?" I asked breathlessly, smiling amusedly.
"Not really. That was very…satisfying."
"Yes it was. You're…amazing…" He crawled on top of me, the sticky mess of dessert toppings smeared across my front seeping into his shirt. He didn't seem to care. He nuzzled his nose into my neck, and I whispered, "I love you."
"I love you, too."
He reached over my head and unbound my hands. I brought them down and flexed my wrists, wrapping my arms around him and holding him close. We were silent for a moment, before I asked, "Yuki…?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think…this will ever end?"
He raised his head to look at me, concern flickering through his now-clear eyes, the lust previously clouding them having dissipated. "What do you mean?"
"I mean…will we be together…like this…forever?"
"Do you want us to be?"
"Do you?"
"Of course!"
I nodded, smiling faintly. "I do…too…but I can't help but worry."
"Why would you worry?"
"I…don't know. It's just a feeling, an insecurity, I guess." I turned my head to the side, feeling suddenly sheepish for sounding so childish.
"Stupid Cat… What happened to 'licking one paw at a time'? Don't worry so much about the future. Just enjoy the moment, right?"
I chuckled. "Yeah, that's right." I turned and pulled his face to mine, capturing his lips again. "I love you so much," I whispered across his lips as we parted shortly after.
"'Love you, too." He pressed his lips against mine again, this time initiating a deeper, more tender kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue, mingled with the sweetness from the sugary toppings.
"Come on in, Ha'ri, Aaya!"
We jumped, my heart lurching painfully. Exchanging a brief, wide-eyed, "Oh shit" look with me, Yuki sprang to his feet, gathering the foodstuffs, and I scrambled to my feet, pulling my pants up from around my ankles, fastening them hurriedly. I went to grab my crumpled shirt as Yuki disappeared into the kitchen, stowing the toppings away. I was about to slip my shirt over my head as he returned to the living room at the same time that Hatori, Shigure, and Ayame came upon the scene.
The three froze upon seeing us.
"Oh my…" Ayame grinned, covering his mouth to hide his smile.
Hatori lifted a curious eyebrow, and Shigure just began to giggle uncontrollably. Oh yeah, we were a riot. I was sure. I was still covered in chocolate syrup and whipped cream, and I my face probably had the remnants of powdered sugar all over it. And Yuki was no better, what with his soiled shirt. Our disheveled a appearances, flushed cheeks, and kiss-reddened lips probably didn't help any.
"Uh…" Yuki passed me a helpless look, and I just shrugged. We'd been caught, plain and simple.
Shigure bounded over to Ayame, whispering in his ear, "See? See? What did I tell you!" loud enough for everyone else to hear, of course. That bastard.
"Uh…Yuki…Kyo…" Hatori seemed somewhat speechless, his one uncovered eye shifting from me to Yuki and back again.
Ayame pranced over to Yuki, patting him on the back and laughing good-naturedly. "Way to go, Yuki-kun! You have my blessing."
Yuki promptly flushed a bright pink and pushed his brother away. "Shut-up!"
"Ha'ri, Ha'ri!" Shigure latched onto Hatori's sleeve excitedly. "Are you going to give them 'The Talk'? Huh? Huh?"
"The Talk"? …Oh… No fucking way. Hatori sighed tiredly before saying, "Yuki, Kyo, come with me."
No. Fucking. Way.
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Sooo? Too smutteh, or okay? Still to come:
-Continuation of adult intervention
-Slipping up in school
-Enter: Kagura and Haru (Maybe? Vote, please!)
-AKITO! -evil laughter-
Okie everyone, review! Comments please! No more one-liners! Much love to all.
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