Abrupt Beginnings

Intro: -Melissa Etheridge, 'I'm the Only One'- I like the color purple. Random fact-y. So here is the third installation of the AshuFai arc. (hee) I hope you enjoy. (humble bow)

A/N: -Theme: #3; Jolt!- Set in AU. Don't criticize too harshly…

Summer couldn't seem to pass fast enough for the two. They had met a semester ago. One could say, 'it was love at first sight.' By now it was the start of a new term. Last year they were strangers with nothing in common except a dorm. This year, they would be lovers sharing a dorm.

Fai was bursting with energy. He passed a corner, cutting off two men and bumping into a girl. Golden locks swayed in motion with his racing heartbeat. Both he and Ashura requested they dorm together again but neither were sure of the outcome.

A muffled hack left Fai's mouth. He was wearing faded jeans with tears and rips, a three-fourths-sleeved, v-neck jersey, and a simple, hooded, grey sweatshirt with the pouches to warm the hands. This attire was quite light for the frosty falls of Celes. Most likely he was coming down with a cold. He didn't bother to foresee the climate earlier, though – all that mattered to him was that Ashura would hold him once more today.

Eventually the running ceased. Fai hunched over with his palms placed on knees as he exhaled both deeply and quickly. A dull, grey door with rust in this hinges and a worn-out knob stood before him. This was room three-oh-nine – the room Fai and Ashura shared countless nights inside last year. Fai had once called it their, 'den of love,' but received a blatant stare in return. End of story, the blond ceased to dub the room anything.

Heartbeats chilled the air as they floated about in a steady pace. No one ever loitered in the hallways of the East Wing. It was the first wing ever constructed in the dorms. Because of this, the insulation within the halls were more than poor and the bitter chill of outside winds could be tasted. Floral wallpaper was chipping off the walls and light-sconces often didn't work. A pale hand finally grabbed the knob after sighing in the familiar building. His stomach flipped immediately. A gulp reached his throat.

As Fai opened the door silently, he was welcomed by warm, bright light and a flowing, decorative room. Ashura detested bland, out-dated, or otherwise unsightly thing and so he always made sure everywhere he went was beautiful. It was no wonder the nonchalant boy was an art major.

A foot stepped into the threshold, mutely closing the door behind him. Boots were kicked off in a flitter as the svelte blond glanced around. Unlike last year, the room carried a green, garden-like theme. The room even smelt that of a rose. There was only one bed this year, causing a rose-colored lip to perk. Where the second bed had formerly been there was now a larger entertainment center with a built-in desk. There were niches for electronics, class text-books, storage, a mini-refrigerator, and media. This year's comfort would be optimal.

Finally, sky-blue eyes fell upon a bent-over figure. It was a man surrounded by cords leasing to various electronical media-players. Fai giggled, strolling over to the male. A growled obscenity left the man's mouth as his rear swayed a tidbit in the air. A cheerful voice resisted the urge to break out in laughter. Instead, slender hands reached out, groping the other.

Instantly the figure pulled out from the tangled mess, pinning down the intruder. Golden eyes widened at the sight of Fai's giggling expression underneath. Ashura pulled off with a, 'hmph.' He puffed his breath into a miniscule cloud as a raven strand flipped upwards. The bangs fell down just the same – too straight to gain any volume. "Well, if it isn't my favorite actor."

A chuckle left Fai. His fingers reached up, pushing the thin bangs out from his face and tucking a few strands behind an ear. A brilliant smile formed, showing sterile teeth. "Yukirin-Sensei says I'm more of an actress considering I've only had one male role out of my seven lead-roles."

A raven eyebrow poked upwards. "Excuse me," a harsh voice inquired, "but who exactly is this Yukirin-Sensei? My memory seems to have left me."

Moppy blond locked shook fro side-to-side with wide blue eyes. "She's not worth your time. Please don't' kill her."

Blood-red lips lifted into a smirk like a child does when they think of a naughty thought. Ashura's attention returned to the media center. "How was your summer?"

Fai shrugged, the collar of his sweatshirt slipping off his right shoulder. His hands began to fidget and he bit his lower lip.

"Look, Fai-Koi," Ashura stated. He was pepped to deliver a full-blown, long-awaited speech to Fai on family relationships but stopped at the sight of his boyfriend. A pale collarbone was completely vulnerable by the lack of clothing. His mouth gaped open and shut a moment before he burst. "What is bloody Hell are you wearing? You're going to get sick! Aren't you cold?"

Fai nodded slowly with a sheepish smile as he continued biting his lower lip. Ashura growled, grabbing a comforter off the bed. He wrapped Fai within the blanket, making sure to rub the blond to a warmth. An airy sigh left pink lips in pleasure. The couple nuzzled foreheads, cuddling each other gently.

"What kind of idiot are you?" Ashura hoarsely demanded.

Fai smiled innocently while batting his golden eyelashes. "I'm your idiot."

Ashura smirked while cooing, "Damn straight."

And their heads bent in, ready to kiss. Just as their lips brushed one another, there was a sudden jolt. Fai pulled off from the sudden shock with a blushing face and Ashura blinked blandly while touching his lips.

"Damn static electricity…" Ashura murmured in irritation.

"I…think it was pretty cool…" Fai confessed with a thick blush.

Ashura licked his lips. "Wanna try it again?"

Afterthoughts: Gah! Was it too predictable? I hope not… Damn. I'm really not sure about this… I need to get regular AshuFai in here in the fluffy, before-the-series fics… (sighs)