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Chapter 5
Shippo popped another candy into his mouth absentmindedly as he stared at Souta. Shippo was on the floor, cross legged, again; the couch still felt too uncomfortable to him. Shippo ground the candy under his teeth, making loud popping noises Souta could hear.
Souta watched the television in front of him with a mild interest. To tell the truth he had many other things on his mind. Wait, correction…he had one very large thing on his mind.
The slightly aggravated teenager stole a glance at the nonchalant fox spirit; Souta grew even more aggravated when he found Shippo absolutely enticing. What was this kitsune doing to him?
Souta got up and began pacing the room, it was too stuffy. Shippo's scent was all over the room. It dripped off the walls and the ceiling. Souta had to get out of there so he could clear his head.
"Souta? Where are you going?" Shippo asked when Souta impatiently stood and walked towards the door.
"I need to go for a walk." Souta said rather irritably.
"Souta?"
"Yeah?" Souta stopped just before the door.
"What's wrong?"
"What's wrong with what?" Souta turned and fully faced the kitsune.
"With you. I mean, I haven't known you for that long, but I had hoped we'd be friends…and…"
"Nothing's wrong. Don't worry about me." Souta paused and looked at Shippo with an odd expression.
"Souta?"
"I need to go, Shippo." Souta turned and left rather abruptly.
'Kagome always said how pleasant her brother was. That's how he seemed when I first met him, but in this last week…'
'I need to get out of here; I just need to forget about him.' Souta took out his cell phone and flipped it open.
"What up, bro." the voice picked up on the third ring.
"Hey, I don't know if you remember me, we met at Andy's party last week?" Souta said.
"Yeah, the kid who lives at that temple downtown, right?" The voice said.
"Yeah, listen, I really need to chill. What's good today?"
"I'm hangin with Chris and some of those guys; you could come if you want. Wait, hold on a sec." Souta heard the voice talking in the background, "Yo, you mind if this kid Souta come and hang for a while, he's mad chill?" And than, after a short pause, "Alright, cool…hey, Souta?"
"Yeah?"
"You have a ride?"
"Yeah, where are you?"
"Well, you know where Andy's party was, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, it's only a block down from there, call me when you get there and I'll tell you where the house is."
"Ok, cool. See you in a few."
"Alright, cool." The line went dead as Souta walked towards his car.
'Where is he, it's almost one thirty now.' Shippo paced the floor as he stifled a yawn.
"Shippo? Are you still down here?" Mrs. Higurashi called from upstairs.
"Yeah, I'll be right up as soon as Souta comes home."
"Don't worry about Souta, Shippo. He'll be home eventually. You have school tomorrow, you should get to bed." Shippo leaned out the window.
"Yeah, alright. I'm coming."
Shippo started to walk away but stopped and rushed back to the window when a breeze brought a familiar scent to his nose.
"Souta? But…"
Shippo ran out of the house towards the shrine where he had scented Souta and something else odd…
Shippo saw in the darkness a lone figure wandering aimlessly. The figure stumbled but didn't fall and began wandering again.
"Souta? Souta, is that you?"
"Hey, it's the kitsune. What's up, Shippo?"
"Souta, are you ok?"
"Never better, never better. The question is, are you ok?"
"I'm good, Souta, but you are definitely not." Shippo got a little closer but was deterred by the overwhelming scent of alcohol.
"What's wrong Schlipp…Lichpp…Schlippo?"
"You're drunk, Souta, we need to get you inside."
"No, Schlippo, I don't think we need to. I think we're fine right here."
When Shippo was closer he also noticed the half empty bottle of sake in Souta's hand. Shippo inched nearer, trying not to notice the gagging stench of stale liquor and vomit.
Shippo got close enough to distinguish Souta's features in the darkness. He winced as he saw that Souta had thrown up on his shirt hours ago where it had dried. His face was beet red and his hair was roughly tousled.
Souta tripped again and almost went down this time. He would have if Shippo had not rushed to support him. Souta felt like a dead weight on Shippo, the drunken minor dragged his feet and fought Shippo the entire time.
When they had been walking for a few seconds Souta suddenly stood on his own. "Souta? Are you alright? Come on, we need to get you inside."
"No, Shippo, I already told you, that's not what I need."
Souta reacted surprisingly quickly for a drunken kid. Souta pushed himself against Shippo, pinning him against a column. "W…What are you doing Souta?"
"What I have wanted to do for a long time."
"S…Souta…please stop."
"Please Shippo, just this once…I need you…I need that smell…"
Souta pinned one of Shippo's hands against the column and used the other to explore Shippo's chest. Souta leaned in so that his mouth was just inches away from Shippo's.
The kitsune tried to shy away from the smell but couldn't escape Souta's strength. Souta grinned when he saw Shippo try to escape.
"What have you been doing to me? You're all I can think about…I need you inside me Shippo."
"Souta…" Shippo was quieted by Souta's tongue invading his.
The warmth of Souta's proximity was something Shippo had wanted since he had arrived at this time, but he never wanted it like this. Shippo wanted Souta to be sane when they shared something as special as a first kiss.
Shippo tried to resist Souta but the stronger, older person forced his tongue through Shippo's lips. Souta explored every inch of Shippo's mouth, leaving no room for Shippo to react.
Souta drove the kiss deeper while driving himself closer to Shippo. In the process he slid his hand under Shippo's shirt and felt his flat stomach.
Shippo gasped when he felt Souta's clammy hands on his body which, instead of driving Souta away, loosened Shippo's mouth so that Souta could enter him more fully.
Souta, not being one to go slowly, moved the hand that was currently on Shippo's stomach a bit more south. The exploring hand followed the light sandy colored line of fur down from Shippo's naval to his pant line.
Souta's hand slowly moved aside Shippo's pants and worked their way through to Shippo's now half engorged member. Souta touched it gently, stroking the shaft with loving care. Shippo cried out into Souta's mouth, he didn't know if it was in embarrassment, anger or pleasure.
When Shippo cried out Souta plunged his hand further into Shippo's pants. The light blue pajama pants fell to Shippo's ankles, revealing the kitsune's slender legs covered in a soft fur.
Souta dragged his hands up and down Shippo's thighs, running his hands through the soft fox fur while pinning Shippo to the column with his mouth.
Souta pressed himself against Shippo, pushing his own aching penis that was straining against his pants into Shippo's pelvis. Shippo was aroused purely involuntarily, Souta laughed when he felt Shippo against his hip.
Souta reached down to once again take a hold of Shippo but released his grip on Shippo's mouth in the process. As if Souta's connection to Shippo was all that had held the boy up, Souta collapsed to the ground.
"Souta!" Shippo yelled out when Souta released his mouth, "Souta?"
Shippo moved away from Souta when he was released from the grasp, Shippo stood out of breath staring at Souta. The older boy collapsed on the concrete floor, apparently he was sleeping.
Shippo fixed his pants and caught his breath before hoisting Souta onto his shoulder, "Kami, Souta. What are we going to do with you?"
A/N: I have finally decided to leave this chapter as it is due to the positive feedback and the fact that the other one was not as developed and…well…not as good. Thank you to all who have reviewed and I hope you will enjoy the next chapter in which Shippo returns Souta's feelings while getting a little payback at the same time.
AFF members:
Bakura: nope, no rape. I prefer not to do that sort of thing, all sex should be derived from love, not anger or resentment. As much as Souta resents Shippo for being his hot, sexy self, he loves him as well.
: In an effort to make this story as realistic as possible I had to rely on several of my own…I mean…ahem…my friends experiences. And, unfortunately you do have to vomit at least once to become as drunk as Souta does. Vomiting creates room for more alcohol while at the same time making you feel better so you can drink more. It's really not a good situation to be in, unless that was your goal from the beginning.
KitsuneGami-Sama: Oh, don't you worry, it'll be here soon.
DraconWolf88: I know exactly how you are feeling. Too many authors leave good stories unfinished. I have experienced too much disappointment to let that happen to one of my stories.
Stardreamer: I haven't actually given that thought much consideration until you brought it up. I have debated it and decided, that in my fic anyway, Shippo's fur will be very fine and soft and travel the length of his legs, ending at his hips.
In the end Shippo will not blame Souta for what he had done, but Souta will have to be punished…
As to the description of a drunk person, I guess you can chalk that up to experience. members:
Elmblossom17: thank you, i'm glad people are taking a positive interest, yes, there aren't many Souta/Shippo fics out there and that is a major reason i wrote this one. if you would like to see some of my other fics they are on adult fan fiction under the name Ryunosuke Akutagawa.
Wanting Memories: i appreciate your feedback, sorry for the wait
Zombie Hamster: again, sorry for the wait and i agree with you on the number of Shippo yaoi out there and agree that its a shame.
tangled-wires-of-doom: does this answer your question?