Itzika: I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

AMK: Thanks to a lot of begging from me!

Itzika: That's nothing to be proud of, Imouto-chan.

AMK: Oh well!

Itzika: Yeah, so I had intended to leave, but people reviewed when I tried! What's up with that? So, here's the deal: I will continue for five oneshots, and I will attempt to put them one per day. If I don't get any reviews by the end of those five oneshots (and you don't count, Imouto-chan)—

AMK: Wah.

Itzika: —I will put this story back on hiatus.

AMK: SO REVIEW PEOPLE!

Itzika: Anyway, as weird as he is, I really like Ayame's character. (Maybe it's because he's so weird… hmm.) So anyway, today he and the snake are getting together!

AMK: We no own, you no sue, okies?

Itzika: On with the fic!

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It was Tori-san's birthday.

Ayame had been in love with Hatori since high school. He wanted to give the doctor the best birthday present he could.

The doctor's office was not far from Ayame's visiting home at the Sohma complex. Aaya, of course, had planned it that way.

"Tori-saaaaaan!" Aaya called out, stepping into Hatori's house. For once, the dragon wasn't out seeing a patient; apparently, he had taken Aaya's suggestion to take his birthday off work. Hatori looked up with some extremely minor interest as the silver-haired man came in.

"Ayame," Hatori nodded to the other.

Aaya acted the part of the snake he was, draping his arms around Hatori. "Tori-san," he purred. "Happy birthday."

Hatori looked at Aaya and raised an eyebrow. Ayame smiled, so genuinely happy to see him that Hatori expected to see manga-style sparkles around him.

Hatori made no move to stop the snake as he stood and, bringing himself closer to his love, kissed him.

The doctor, half surprised and half enjoying it, opened his mouth. Ayame's tongue slid inside, meeting his. Hatori's shock evaporated; his tongue twisted around Ayame's, pushing back in the fight for dominance, he pushed their tongues back into Aaya's mouth, tasting the other. His hands slid over Ayame, memorizing every curve and plane of the snake. One hand slid through the fastenings on Aaya's coat, up under the other man's shirt, wrapping around him. Hatori lifted Aaya with the other arm, Aaya wrapping his legs around Hatori. The dragon carried the snake to his room and deposited Ayame on the bed. Aaya was smiling as Hatori pulled away out of the kiss, as his hands moved to unfasten Hatori's pants, as Hatori worked at the buttons of his coat, at the shirt underneath.

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Itzika: So there you have it. That's… the weirdest lime I've ever done.

AMK: Review, people!