(sorry, short chapter. I'm still sick, but surgery is in a few days. I just wanted to give you a li'l taste of what's to come. .)
Inside the dojo, the three sipped tea in silence. Well, to be honest, only Kazuma sipped tea. Kyo spent his time glaring shamefully at the tea leaves swimming around in his cup and Haru, now white, was wondering dazedly if he would have the chance to finish what they had started outside, after all, he had kept up his end of the deal.
"Hmmm…." Kazuma began finally. "Ah, so… hmmm…." He cleared his throat, turning his tea cup upside down on his saucer. "Oh!" he exclaimed with a gleeful smile. "Look, I think that's a rabbit, right there. That's good luck, right?"
The two boys glanced from his soggy tea leaves to him.
"Ah," he pounded his fist into the open palm of his opposite hand as if suddenly remembering. "That's right." He cleared his throat, sitting up a little straighter. "So, Kyo, Haru-kun…"
Both boys looked up tentatively. Kyo swallowed with some difficulty.
"Does this mean… you're a couple now?"
"What?" Kyo yelped, surprised by his master's forwardness.
Instead of responding, Haru looked to Kyo, curious to hear the answer.
Kazuma tilted his head to the side. "I mean… either that, or you're not getting enough exercise." He shrugged. "It's not uncommon for young boys of the inner twelve to get restless, especially during these… tumultuous adolescent years." He poked at his tea leaves with a spoon, trying to separate the rabbit from the other mounds. "It's not as though you'd be the first… why, Ayame and Shigure for example," a nostalgic grin spread across his face, but faltered suddenly. He glanced quickly between the two boys. "Well… maybe I'll save that one for when you're a little older." He smiled awkwardly.
Silence pervaded a moment. Finally, it was too much for Kyo to bear. "So… you're not… upset about this?" he asked timidly.
"Hmm? Upset?" Kazuma asked, surprised, then laughed. "Of course I'm not! As I said, it certainly isn't uncommon for-"
"But what if we were a couple?" Haru interrupted suddenly.
The others turned to him, Kyo in surprise, Kazuma in mild amusement.
The younger boy glanced between the two, faltered slightly and gazed at his socks. "I mean… what if it weren't just… y'no… I mean, what if…" He took a deep breath, steadying himself. "What if we love each other?"
Kyo coughed, taken off guard, once again, by his cousin's forward approach.
Kazuma merely smiled. "Do you?" he asked.
Haru glanced to Kyo. "I don't know." He replied seriously.
Kazuma pondered a moment. "You don't know if you love each other?"
"I know how I feel." Haru replied, not diverting his gaze from his older cousin.
Kazuma turned to face Kyo. "And does… Kyo feel the same way?" he asked quietly, directing the question more to the flushed cat at the other end of the table.
Kyo stared at the wood of the table for a long moment, trying to will the others away, but it wasn't working. Finally, he grit his teeth, hissing out a reply. "Ee… yeeesss…." He growled, uncomfortable at being put on the spot, then quickly covered his face in embarrassment.
Kazuma smiled. "Well then, that's a different story all together." He stood, ruffling Haru's hair in a quiet congratulation. "If that's the case, then I apologize for interrupting."
Kyo glanced up suddenly, shocked by how painless it had all been. "But we're both guys!" he blurted.
Kazuma chuckled, shaking a finger at the young man. "And it seems you're the only person that matters to." He replied, exiting the room.
After a few moment's pause, Haru grinned. "You like me." He teased.
Kyo grimaced. "Shut-up."
Haru slid closer to the other boy, resting his head on Kyo's shoulder. "You like me…" he repeated. "It's true."
Kyo moved to push the other boy off of him, but Haru reacted faster, grabbing Kyo's wrists and pinning him to the floor with a light 'thunk' instead.
Kyo blinked up at the younger boy, now straddling his waist. "Ha- Haru…"
"You promised, Kyo." Haru nipped at the older boy's neck gently. "I turned white, you promised." A slight shift of his hips made known exactly what it was Kyo had promised.
"Haru!" Kyo yelped. "This is Shishou's house! Not here!"
Haru blinked, then cocked his head to the side in thought. "So… somewhere else is fine?" he grinned. "C'mon." With that, he stood quickly, pulling Kyo with him, exiting the house. "Bye Shihan!" he called out. "See you next week!" He took off at a reasonable pace, dragging Kyo with him, down the street.
"Woah! Wait!" Kyo yelped. "Where'r we going!"
Haru stopped, spinning around to face the other boy. "Somewhere else," he replied, out of breath from more than their short run. His cheeks were slightly pink and his eyes kept straying to Kyo's mouth and down his body.
Kyo felt his heart lurch inside his chest. Haru seemed almost helpless in his desire. It was far too much for the older boy to refuse. He didn't know how Haru intended for him to keep his promise, but in that moment, he didn't completely care, either.
His mind reeled, searching for a private location. They could go to Shigure's, but he'd never done anything like this before, what if… what if Haru was loud? That thought alone pushed his mind into a frenzy and he felt the blood rising in his own cheeks. "Where?" he asked.
Haru shook his head. "I dunno… ah… what about…" he sucked his lower lip in thought… so sexy… "The school."
"What!" Kyo blanched.
"No one would be there now." Haru reasoned. "It's after seven. All the clubs get out by six-thirty."
"It'll be locked." Kyo shook his head.
"We could break in." Haru replied. "I'm good at that."
Kyo shifted his feet, debating his conscience. "Teacher's lounge?" he asked.
Haru shook his head with a devious grin. "Auditorium." He replied. "I wanna be on stage."
Kyo felt his whole body shiver. "Kay." He nodded.
The sun had almost set by the time they'd reached the gate. Kyo bent down, giving Haru a hand up over the gate, then scrambled up himself. Once on the other side, he glanced across the abandoned school ground. His head was buzzing with anticipation, but his feet wouldn't move. Suddenly, he felt Haru's hand in his.
"C'mon." the younger boy murmured, leading him to the building.
The auditorium was dark, but Haru knew what he was doing. He quickly flipped a switch and the stage was flooded with light.
Kyo approached the stage, carefully taking in the scenery. It was set for a play the drama club would soon be presenting.
Haru hopped up on the makeshift platform, assessing the Victorian backdrop. He turned to Kyo, a cocky grin on his face. "C'mon." he gestured for the boy to join him.
Once on stage, Kyo felt like his shoes were lead. He approached Haru cautiously. "Have you… ever done this before?" he asked.
"Yes." Haru replied. "Have you?"
The words echoed, oddly familiar in his ears, giving him confidence, giving him power. "No you haven't…" Kyo purred, pulling the younger boy to him, kissing his neck softly, tugging at the buttons to the boy's shirt.
Haru groaned slightly, taken off guard by the sudden change in his shy lover. He gripped the shoulders of Kyo's shirt, feeling as though he might fall down.
"Stand up straight." Kyo ordered huskily, sliding down Haru's body, trailing kisses all the way. One final kiss below the younger boy's navel put him on his knees, right where he needed to be.
Haru glanced down, feeling dizzy, out of sorts. Oh god… He thought. He knew he talked big. He knew he could act tough when he wanted to, but when it all came down to it, Kyo was right... He'd never done this before.
The sound of his zipper seemed amplified in the huge auditorium, of course, so did the feeling of Kyo's hot breath, so maybe, he reasoned, the auditorium had nothing to do with it.
Kyo could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his hands were sticky with sweat as he drew the black material over Haru's hips. His head was pounding, amass with thoughts trying to explode into actions. He swallowed thickly, suddenly unsure. He'd made it here, to the auditorium, to the stage, to his knees, but the next step, the next action was the one that mattered. He glanced up to Haru.
The boy's eyes were closed in concentration, his face flushed a deep red, and his fists were balled at his sides, shaking with anticipation… maybe fear. A slight whimper escaped him.
At that moment, Kyo knew he had to finish the task. He would not sleep until he'd made those noises fill the auditorium.
Just as Haru could no longer bare the anticipation, he felt it; flesh on flesh. A cold touch at first, but quickly growing warm, and soft, and wet.
"-nn- wait!" Haru managed to gasp out, pulling away.
Kyo glanced up, his own cheeks flushed, his head buzzing, waiting for Haru to continue.
Haru wet his lips, unsure of what his own response would be. He felt his legs shaking, his heart pounding, his cheeks tingling with the burn of embarrassment. This was what he wanted, right? Then why…? He swallowed thickly.
Understanding, Kyo stood. He brushed his knuckles against Haru's cheek, catching the boy's eyes with his own. "S'okay," he replied gruffly, masking his own relief beneath a nonchalant attitude.
Haru blinked, reaching down to fasten his trousers. "Y-yah?" he asked hopefully.
The redhead nodded. "Nnhn." He leaned in, kissing Haru softly.
The younger boy blanched at the taste of himself on his beloved's lips, and flushed again in realization of what had almost taken place.
Kyo pulled back, smiling. "Let's get something to eat, kay?"
Haru nodded, allowing the older boy to lead him off of the stage and towards the door. He paused. "Like a date?" he asked.
Kyo turned, studying him for a moment. "Yah," he replied, "like a date."
