Thunder

"Mom and dad are gone and I got the house to myself. Must be a day that ends in y," Yu muttered as he opened his fridge and scanned the inside of it. Expired food, some leftovers, and microwave junk. "Guess I got to go grocery shopping too," the boy sighed. His eyes paused as they spotted one of several cans of beer laid out. His father's.

"Don't know why he even bothers buying the stuff. He always go out to drink," Yu mumbled to himself. It was a habit he had picked up when he was home alone. The quiet bothered him. Hearing anything, even the sound of his own voice, was a welcomed change. "Hm. What he doesn't know won't hurt me," he muttered as he grabbed a can and popped it open. He gulped the alcohol, immediately gagging and coughing at the burning taste.

"Fuck! G-God damn it..." He coughed, feeling his face heat up as he gagged at the taste. "How does dad stomach this cheap stuff?" The sixteen year old silverette sighed and held the can up as he spoke. "Cheers, dad." He tried the drink again and was at least able to keep it down this time. He let out a quiet sigh as he walked the empty halls of his home.

Yu Narukami was not okay. He hadn't been okay for a while, honestly. He felt like crap.

Even his masks were starting to crack. His smiles weren't as charming, his eyes lost that sparkle, and his voice was so damn weak. Everyone could tell something was wrong, and they all offered to help. He would then lie to avoid the problem, which just made him feel crappier. It was a vicious cycle, but no matter how bad it got, he just couldn't muster up the energy to do something about it.

It wasn't like he could talk to anyone. He didn't have any actual friends. Just morons who thought he was their friend. It wasn't like he could drown his sorrows in pleasure. He didn't have anyone to fuck, and he just couldn't muster up the energy to woo some poor fool. That would have involved lying, and lying was a taste he was tired of.

He just felt like crap. He couldn't move away soon enough. He needed to get out of this town. He needed distance. He needed to stop seeing Naoto.

Naoto... What was it about the pint sized detective that had brought all of this out of Yu? From the day Yu saw him, he felt his curiosity pique. At first, it was the attitude that caught his attention. The look of moderate disinterest, yet laser focused determination. It was the look of someone who didn't care about anything more than their goal. They just wanted to accomplish their mission and leave.

It was exactly the kind of attitude Yu loved getting in the way of. Naoto's shapely body was just a bonus. He wanted to beat him. To break down his walls and tangle his perversion into his brilliant mind. Was that a terrible thing? Yes. It was. But it wasn't like he cared. He had done it before to plenty of other girls and boys in the past. Yu Narukami left a mountain of broken hearts behind him.

He just never imagined it all to backfire so horribly on him. Naoto was the one who crawled into his head. Naoto was the one who wormed his way into the silverette's thoughts and dreams. He hated it, but there was no way he could lie about it now. Ever since he and Naoto talked, really talked, things had been different.

The nightmare. The haunting, all consuming feeling of emptiness within him. His lack of energy. His inability to do... just about any of the things he used to do... It all had something to do with Naoto. Either he was the catalyst to the trouble, or a key part of it. Either way, he couldn't get that detective out of his mind...

That pint sized detective...

He couldn't stop thinking about him, nor could he stop the feeling of depression consuming him...

"I'm really glad you decided to come along, dude," Yosuke smiled. "Partying at a club with Risette? This is gonna be awesome!"

"Mm." Yu just nodded in response as he followed the flow of the group into the club.

He didn't mention how he didn't have much choice in going or not. He obviously didn't want to go with the group on their little 'Port Island Adventure Tour,' but he had been avoiding them so much lately, ducking out of this would have just made things worse. As in, they would have stayed by his side and tried to cheer him up. Yu nearly shuddered at the thought. At least here he could get lost in the music and lights. He'd been doing a lot of zoning out recently, come to think of it...

His eyes saw some movement out of the corner of their vision, but he didn't react to it. "Senpai? You okay?" Rise asked, reaching for his shoulder.

"Yeah. I'm okay," he muttered, avoiding her touch with a step to the side. He tried to sound happier, tried to fake it like always, but it just didn't sound right. He couldn't muster up the energy to lie well and he hated it. Just like he hated being here. "I'm okay," he repeated. He tried sounding more convincing. Judging by the look in Rise's eyes, it didn't work. Oh well. She walked away from him, her idol brain probably lured by some shiny keys or something.

Yosuke's loud, sudden whining caught his attention and he slowly glanced over to the person he was talking to. Suddenly, the music and lights weren't so eye-catching anymore. No, now he was looking at something far more intriguing. Naoto? Yosuke was talking to the bluette, as were Rise and Yukiko. They were asking the Detective Prince to hang out with them.

And Naoto said yes!

"..." For the first time in what felt like a long time, Yu gave an honest grin. He felt a surge of energy enter him as an idea popped into his head. Yosuke was right. This was going to be awesome...

"Hey there," Yu smiled, greeting the bartender.

"Hey there, kid. What'll it be?" The bartender smiled back, standing behind the purple counter with a friendly grin. He was a large fellow, but he seemed friendly enough. Of course, friendly wasn't what Yu was hoping for. He needed to know how gullible he was.

"I'm part of the group in the VIP room," the silverette explained. "Rise sent me down to change her order for our room?" It felt weird to lie again. It wasn't as fun as it used to be, he realized. Honestly, it was rather exasperating, but he hoped it would be worth it. He wanted tonight to be fun, he wanted to reclaim the former fun he had with Naoto, and if that required a bit of social lubricant? He could live with that.

"You're friends with Risette? Damn, you are one lucky son of a gun," the bartender laughed. "What can I do you for, kid?"

"Luck has nothing to do with it, but thank you," Yu replied, playing it cool and smooth. "Risette wants something extra in the drinks, if at all possible."

"Extra? Like... lime?"

Yu's resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "No, something a bit more 'adult,' if you catch my drift."

"Adult? Kid, we don't serve alcohol anymore, and we certainly don't sell it to minors." The bartender's friendly smile was replaced with a very disappointed frown. Yu had to really resist that urge now.

"I understand you, I do, but Risette? Not so much. She's a hardcore, fine-dining type, you know?" Yu lied. "She wants something that tingles going down and melts the stress away. You know idols, right? If she doesn't get what she wants, well... She might say some not so nice things about this place next time she's interviewed." Yu gave a sympathetic smile, but that didn't change the frown on the bartender's face.

"Are you threatening me, kid?"

"I'm not doing anything! I'm just a messenger!" Yu quickly argued, holding up his hands and pretending to be scared. "I'm totally on your side! But Risette..."

"Yeah, yeah... I get it. Fine," the man growled, slamming the glass he was cleaning onto the counter. "I'll get your group something strong, but this stays quiet, got it?!"

"Got it."

As Yu turned to leave, he could hear the man's grumbles. "To think I actually respected Risette... Threatening hardworking types and underage drinking? Thought she was better than that..."

The silverette frowned at the words. He had probably just made Rise's next visit to very difficult if she ever came back to Club Escapade. He actually felt kind of bad for lying to that degree, but he quickly stomped down any bit of guilt he felt. It wasn't like Rise was going back into show business and she probably wasn't be coming back here anytime soon...

"It's fine," he mumbled to himself.

Yu watched as Teddie and Kanji made out on the ground. On the outside, he looked calm and stoic, but inside he was cackling almost as bad as Yukiko. Freakin' idiots. This is great! He thought as he sipped his drink. Whoa! This is a lot stronger than I thought it'd be. Tastes pretty good though. I wonder how the others are taking it?

Yukiko and Rise were just gone. The two could not, in any way, hold their liquor. They were laughing and high fiving each other, only to miss and rub each other's scarlet faces with their hands. Yosuke and Chie were pretty much the same. Bitching each other out, arguing about something and Teddie were still on the floor, making out. He had to remember to try and take a picture of that in case he wanted to blackmail Kanji...

And finally, there was Naoto. The blue haired detective drank from his cup with such grace and control. If the alcohol was affecting him, he didn't show it. Yu would have stared at the cerulean beauty longer if he hadn't been careful and controlled himself. Just some fun, Naoto. That's all I'm looking for... What's the worse that could happen?

O-oh. Oh man. Oh man. Oh man. Oh man. Oh man...!

Yu Narukami had been with a lot of people, sexually speaking. He did a lot of things that a young man his age should not have done. Sexual things that only two people in a deep, real relationship should do.

Shit.

On one occasion, he got with the principal's daughter and made out with her while her father was home. That was fun.

Oh man.

There was even a time where the class president of one of his many past schools had tried to explain that his behavior was 'unsavory.' Yu left that young man dazed, with sore lips, questioning his sexuality.

Oh my God.

And yet, all of his past games paled to the here and now. Naoto was sitting on his lap. The Detective Prince was sitting on his lap, and he looked comfortable. The detective turned his head to look at the older boy, flashing a teasing smile. There was something in that smile. In Naoto's cobalt eyes. In his whole, petite, yet sexy frame.

Something that made Yu bite his lip and fidget in his seat. Naoto would fidget back, making himself comfortable, which had the side effect of making Yu VERY uncomfortable. Even after a few minutes, when Yu had finally begun to calm down, the Detective Prince leaned back and rested himself against his chest, as if the silver-haired boy was his throne.

Holy shit. This is a dream. This is a sexy, sexy, sexy dream. Please, God, do not wake me up.

Yu was very aroused, to say the least. He cheeks were flushed, his face was hot, and he couldn't help but pant a little bit. He had it bad for the Detective Prince, and the alcohol in his system was not calming him down. It only got worse when Yukiko commanded the two to kiss.

I don't think I can take this much longer. I've had my fun. Abort, abort! His weary mind pleaded. Yu had never felt this way about anyone before. He had never been reduced to such a gibbering pile of embarrassment before. It was amazing, but horrifying, but so fucking hot, but also really, really new and terrifying. His eyes glanced down to Naoto's firm butt on his lap and he bit his tongue as Naoto shifted slightly. The detective had finally joined him on the blushing boat. Guess you draw your line at kissing, huh, Gorgeous?

Just call it off, Yu. Play nice. Be a gentlemen! "Naoto-kun, I am so sorry about Yukiko's behavior! Please, ignore her. You don't have to do anything you don't want to." Yes. Good. Yes.

Naoto mumbled a response as he looked at the older student. He was obviously uncomfortable with the drunk innkeeper's commands. That was fine with Yu, this whole drunken adventure was too much excitement for his intoxicated brain. He wasn't quite sure how to process it. Naoto looked ready to get off his lap and end this farce when something ticked in the silverette's head.

Why stop?

"..."

I mean, we've come this far. Why stop? Naoto Shirogane, the one that got away, the hottest piece of ass I've ever seen is sitting on my lap, literally being ordered to kiss me. Am I really going to deny myself, or him, this pleasure?

"..."

In for a penny.

Yu put on his favorite mask and smiled at the detective. His sharp eyes caught it and stared at it for the longest moment in Yu's life. The smile was arrogant, more a smirk that a simple smile. Naoto saw it clearly and he knew it would drive the bluette wild. It was a challenge. It was a smug tease. It was Yu goading him, baiting him into his web.

He took the bait with gusto.

"Fine." The ace detective turned around and grabbed his collar and wordlessly pulled his face close.

The kiss was sudden and crushing. He slammed his lips against Yu's, but he was clumsy in his movements. Inexperienced. Naoto... your first kiss? I stole...? He actually felt guilty for stealing it, if only for a moment, but passion and lust washed over that feeling. There was electricity to the kiss. Sparks. They made Yu's lips tingle and his fried his brain into a burnt out mess. With his brain toasted, the heart and body took control.

Yu grabbed Naoto's hands and stroked the slender limbs. They were so delicate. So perfect. His body trembled at feeling the soft skin. He took in the detective's scent. It wasn't like the cheap perfumes or colognes he had smelled on his previous victories. Naoto smelled differently. It was good, that was the first word that came to mind. Generic, simple, but so very, very true. Naoto smelled good. Like vanilla. Warm, sexy vanilla.

He shuddered at the smell. He took it in and let his brain drown in it.

Yu's hands traveled up his arms and coiled around that lithe frame. He kept the inexperienced kisser close, one hand on his back, massaging and stroking the thin shirt. A moan from Naoto's mouth showed approval. The other hand went to his blue locks, gently knocking the iconic hat he wore to the ground. Yu caressed the gorgeous locks, finding the head of hair to be both soft and silky.

He nibbled on his lower lip. The young boy shook, but didn't pull away. The Detective Prince kissed back and his opponent returned the favor. Naoto's hands fell from Yu's collar. They drifted down, stroking his muscular frame. They stayed there for a while as the silverette's tongue gained passage to the detective's mouth. Their tongues met and lightning struck them both.

The electricity revived Naoto's arms, because they suddenly wrapped around Yu's head and pulled him even deeper into the kiss. He was suprised, but willing. They stayed like that for what felt like hours, trapped in a struggle that neither of them had expected. Their tongues wrestled against one another as their arms squeezed the other's body.

It was easily the greatest kiss of Yu Narukami's life. It was passionate. It was hot. It was wild. Never before had a kiss left Yu with such a craving, such a fire in his soul. Before, whoever he kissed would have pulled away or melted from pure awe right about now. Not Naoto. No, Naoto was special... Naoto fought back. Naoto took as hard as he gave and Yu loved it.

He loved-

"H-hey! You guys can stop now." Silver and blue eyes both opened to stare at one another.

He had ran out of the room. Yu tried giving chase. Why? He wasn't sure, honestly. He just followed the blue haired boy out of Club Escapade and down the sidewalk. Naoto didn't seem in the mood to talk, Yu realized, when he ran from the silver haired youth. He gave chase, of course.

The chase didn't last long. Naoto, while in no way unfit, just wasn't trained for long distance running. Yu Narukami, who was on the basketball team and regularly trained with Chie, was.

He still wasn't sure why he followed. He had hoped he would have thought of a reason by now, but no such luck. So his inebriated mind decided to put on a smile and tried to act charming.

"N-Naoto... Come on, let's talk about-"

"Don't bother. This was a mistake." He was trying to catch his breath. His voice sounded shaky, even cracking a bit. What Yu should have done was offer a sympathetic smile and offered to help his underclassmen.

Instead he made a dumb joke. "Which part? The coming here? The meeting me? Or that make out session we just had?" He kicked himself for it, but the damage was done.

"Stay away fro me, Narukami!" He demanded. Yu had never seen his so angry, so enraged... and it was all at him.

The look in his eyes hurt. It actually hurt to be looked at with those eyes. He should apologize. He should have just walked away. He should have just left Naoto alone, but instead he gave him that stupid grin and smiled. "Come on, Naoto. What's a kiss between friends?"

And with those words, the night was sealed.

"We are not friends!" Naoto's hands turned into fists as he trembled. He dramatically moved his arms through the air as he howled in rage. "You are an egotistical sycophant! You are nothing more than a liar who offers nothing but deceptions in exchange for someone stroking your pitiful ego! I can only imagine you hide behind your masks because you realize that beyond them you have absolutely nothing to offer to others!"

"Nothing?" Yu's face twitched, but he slammed the feeling in his gut down and smirked at the younger boy. "Come on, my Prince, don't be like that. That's hurtful. Tell me how you really feel." He winked and gave a faux, but teasing smile. It was a mistake.

"How I really feel? You wish to know how I really feel about you?" There was a tremble to his voice, his voice cracking under the pressure of his rage. He walked on shaking legs as Yu raised his brow. He stared, perplexed by the small boy who stood in front of him. "How I really feel about you, Narukami..." he whispered the words so quietly, he wasn't sure if he really heard it.

"Naoto?"

Before he could have have reacted, he watched Naoto's fist pull back. It slammed into his gut fast and hard, knocking the air from his lungs and making him step back in pain. "Motherfu...!" He swayed in place, holding his stomach and groaning in pain. "Fuck!"

"You are a parasitic husk of a human being. You gorge yourself on others, pretending to care for them, only to abandon them when their use is over!"

"H-heh... It's cute how you keep that 'proper' tone even when you're so pissed off," Yu bitterly coughed. His voice was shaky now too, much like the pint sized, and infuriated, detective.

"Everything is a game to you! Can you not be serious for one, single, moment?!" Naoto screamed, pressing his hand against his head in frustration.

"Serious? You... you wanna see me be serious?" Something in Yu snapped, or maybe it had snapped a while ago. He rose up to his full height and he cast aside his masks. He surprised Naoto by grabbing his collar and staring daggers right back at him, pulling him close. "Here's me being serious. Fuck you, Naoto. You've been throwing insults at me since Day 1."

"Because you deserve each and every last one of them!"

"I deserve getting punched in the gut?! I deserve being insulted literally everytime we talk to each other?! Fuck. You. Naoto," he bitterly growled.

"Really? You act as though you are the victim?! You have done nothing but antagonize me from the moment you saw me! You are a pest, a leech that won't let go no matter how hard I pull on you! An insufferable chauvinistic sex-crazed child that expects me to bend over because you smile at me! I am not your prey or a trophy for you to win! I am a Detective of the Shirogane line with a mission! I have a responsibility and a duty to fulfill! Did you honestly think you could distract me from it with your childish flirtations and lies? Are you really that egotistical?!" He growled.

Yu released Naoto's collar and held his arms out, as if he was presenting himself to the shorter boy. "Well, congratulations, Detective Prince! You just discovered what my last six ex-girlfriends took weeks to figure out. Yu Narukami is an asshole! I'm a bad guy! I'm a liar, and a cheater, and I do it all for shits and giggles! Guess you really are an ace detective!"

"Don't you dare mock me!"

"But you know what?!" Yu retorted hastily, ignoring the anger on the bluette's face. "Just because I'm a bad guy that doesn't make you a saint, Mr. High and Mighty. You're selfish, cold, rude as all hell, and, as I've recently learned, a teasing bitch!"

One insult stood out above the rest. "Selfish?! How am I selfish?!"

"Is that really all you took from that?!" He shouted, slamming the palm of his hand against his head. He let out an exasperated sigh. "If you wanted to, you could have done something to bring me in! My uncle already suspects I'm connected to the murders, hell, I know he knows something is up, the only reason he doesn't confront me about is because we're family! But you! If you told him half the stuff we've talked about together, he could bring me in and finally get some work done on the case. Instead, you kept your mouth shut and LIED and planned on using me as a stepping stone to solving this case single-handily! Yeah, I'm a scumbag, and yeah, you really are a better person than me, but that ain't saying a lot!"

"How dare you accuse me of being anything like you!" The younger boy screamed, his voice losing any resemblance of control. Yu didn't know it, but for the first time he was hearing Naoto's real voice. A shame it was like this... "You are a liar! A deceiving, con artist without any sort of moral fiber in your entire body! I am a detective! An officer of the law! I seek the truth while you foster deception! There is no similarity between the two of us! Absolutely none!"

"Again, you lied to your fellow officers, Mr. Detective. You lied to their face! You kept a possible source of information all to yourself! In fact, you practically came to my house pleading for information!"

"That is hyperbole!"

"And you know what?!" Yu shouted back, ignoring the interruption. "I actually agreed! I begged you to listen to me, but what did you do?! You left everything we had behind and vanished for over a month! You didn't even have the balls on you to say to my face that it was over, you just vanished and left me wondering what the hell went wrong!"

"We never had anything to start with!" Naoto screamed. "Get it through your thick skull! We are not friends. We certainly aren't lovers. I may have once tolerated your stupidity, but that is over, Narukami!"

"I actually cared about you, Naoto! I didn't want any of this!" Yu screamed. He was panting, his voice tired from all of the shouting. For a moment, he had clarity. He wasn't angry, he was scared. He looked at Naoto with glistening eyes. He held out an opened hand to the blue-haired boy. "Please... Let's just talk about this. I don't want to lose you..."

"You never had me." Naoto didn't give him another word. He turned and began to leave the silverette behind. "I pray I never see you again." The words tore a hole through Yu's chest. Naoto hoped that they would.

Yu stood there on the empty street for what felt like hours. The full weight of his action came crashing down on him. He was destroyed what little chance he had to fix things with Naoto for a night of stupid fun. He had drove the detective away and made him hope the two never saw each other again. Rage melted away as guilt and regret replaced it.

After what felt like hours of standing there alone, he turned around and began to walk. Not back to Club Escapade, not after Naoto, just... walking. He aimlessly wandered until his legs grew tired. His phone was constantly ringing. He didn't have the energy to answer it, he didn't even have the energy to silence it. He just let it keep ringing until the batteries died.

He fell onto a bench in the middle of some park and just stared off into the distance. He thought about Naoto. He thought about how everything in his life had changed since he saw the blue-haired detective. Nothing like this had ever happened before. His mind had never been so consumed by a single person. He had thought he could have won Naoto, treated him like he had treated all of his previous conquests.

A smile here. A lie there. Let them fall for the mask he wore and then leave them behind.

But Naoto was different. He saw the masks and he hated them. He rejected them, and him.

Maybe if he had been different... Maybe if he hadn't been such a manipulative bastard things could have worked out. There was no way of knowing, but his mind wondered all the same. What if? What if he had actually been worthy of Naoto's affection? What if he had been different?

"Yu Narukami is an asshole! I'm a bad guy! I'm a liar, and a cheater, and I do it all for shits and giggles!"

"I really am an asshole," he bitterly laughed, trembling as the chilly, midnight wind assaulted him. His stomach groaned in hunger, but he didn't care. His body swayed back and forth as his exhausted mind begged for rest. Yu laid down on the cold, metal bench and starred at the starry sky. He thought about Naoto as his vision turned black. He thought about the Detective Prince.

Those beautiful, steel blue eyes. That gorgeous body. His sapphire locks. That smile. The real one, the one he saw on their date...

And he came to a revelation.

And he laughed.

And as exhaustion and fatigue carried him to a dreamless sleep, he thought...

God has one hell of a sense of humor. Making a liar fall in love with a detective...

END

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! I give you heartbreak and a broken man. But from the pieces of his broken soul, Yu shall rise again as a better person. Hopefully.

Real quick, let me tell you a goal for this chapter. I wanted to show the different sides of Delinquent Yu. When he lived with his parents, alone in their giant house, he was bored and lonely. A rule breaker, but a depressed one. He acted like a liar with the bartender, throwing the blame on Rise and tricking others to do what he wanted. When Naoto was on his lap, for maybe the very first time, he was scared and embarrassed. Also aroused, but I digress. Then we saw angry Yu lash out at Naoto, before we ended this story on, what I believe, is the closest thing to the real Narukami yet.

Depresssed Yu. Empty Yu.

Hopefully you enjoyed seeing all the different sides of him.

A big goal for the story? I've made plenty of people hate Yu for being an asshole. That's good, that was my goal. Now, if I can make people feel bad for him and pity him, I'd be even happier. If you don't feel bad for him yet, maybe you will as time goes on, because this story is all about him getting broken down and trying to be a better person.

But I've talked long enough. Thank you to all of my kind, wonderful reviewers and fans. I'm very glad you've enjoyed the story so far and I hope you continue to do so. Have a wonderful day and stay safe out there.

Special thanks to my lovely Heaven for helping me write this. Love you, babe.