Hello! This is my very first fanfiction! The story took a very different turn than from what I had previously envisioned, but it's still so amazing! (At least, I believe so ^^). There are a few things that I should warn you of before you begin reading, just in case if you disagree with something in the story or other purposes:

1.) I do not own Ryu Hayabusa, Hayate, or the Mugen Tenshin/Hayabusa Ninja Clan. Many people would wish to own them but as for me...I just wish they would own each other. I'm forever a part of Team RyuHay!

2.) This story has explicit scenes. VERY explicit scenes. If you are uncomfortable with mild usage of profanity and extremely detailed descriptions of sexual acts between two very gorgeous men, then this Yaoi Fanfiction is not for you.

3.) If you are one of those people that know everything there is to know about Ryu Hayabusa and Hayate and I have mistated something, please leave a comment so that my ignorance can be corrected. Although I've done my research, there may be something that I have misinterpreted. We ARE human...although I wish Ryu and Hayate were as well!

4.) Please leave reviews if you like it! And also if you don't! I enjoy reasonable disagreements with my writings if there is sound logic behind them. It helps me improve.

5.) Thank you so much for reading my fanfiction! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! (Especially since I had to envision Ryu and Hayate in many positions...*faint*).

~*~*~*~*Chapter 4: The Approval*~*~*~*~

Hayate closed the door behind him. He slid off his red kimono as he watched Ryu in the dim candlelight. He was quietly watching Hayate undress, fondly playing with himself. As he got on his knees before Ryu, he smelled the sweet blossoms again. Taking a strand of Ryu's silky hair, he brought it under his nose and inhaled deeply. His hair had a different aroma. It smelled of roses and herbs, but not blossoms. The smell was coming from...his body.

He moved Ryu's hand away from himself as he began to touch Ryu's bare body with his lips. Ryu laid down on the futon to give Hayate full access to wherever he needed. Every scar on the front of his tanned body was marked lightly by Hayate's kisses and he even planted a soft one on the tip of Ryu's penis. He then rose to look into Ryu's eyes.

At first he thought that Ryu's expression was how it always was when their eyes locked: stoically impersonal. He realized that although his facial features were as such, his eyes told a much different story. Ryu wore a slight scowl but his eyes showed that he was apprehensive. Hayate leaned close to him and planted a soft kiss upon his lips.

"It will be okay, Ryu." he murmured. His words didn't seem to assure Ryu. His eyes seemed to sparkle with more unease. In order to calm him, he began to kiss him. He allowed him to catch his breath for a few seconds before closing his mouth over his again.

He's not calming down...

Hayate moved his mouth to Ryu's neck, playfully nipping at him. He felt Ryu beneath him, rubbing against him. He then turned his attention to Ryu's nipples, licking them ferociously. Hearing Ryu's quiet moans told him that Ryu was somewhat calm. He then slowly licked his way down Ryu's body, pushing his legs apart. He licked the underside of Ryu's shaft before focusing on his head. He couldn't hold back a smile as he let Ryu thrust his cock into his mouth. Hayate moved his mouth with Ryu, feeling Ryu's hands softly guiding his head upon his hot rod.

Hayate let Ryu's cock fall from his mouth as licked at his pink butthole.

"Hayate..."

He barely heard Ryu cry out his name as he licked from the pink rosebud, along the shaft of his cock, and down again.

"Ha-yate."

He ignored Ryu's pleas as he slowly jerked him while trying to prepare Ryu's hole for himself.

"Hayate...please..."

He raised himself to see Ryu's hungry expression. He had never seen anyone more beautiful. Ryu's hair was spread all around him, his body was slick with Hayate's spit, and he was biting his lip, a little fear still present in his eyes for what was soon to come. Hayate's eyes widened as he watched Ryu grab his legs and spread them wider for Hayate to enter inside of him.

I want you, Ryu. Hayate thought as he got on his knees. He brought his arms beneath his legs while Ryu softly caressed his shoulders.

I need you.

He made sure that Ryu's eyes stayed on his as he aligned his cock with Ryu's still damp hole.

I can't live without you.

He leaned his body forward slowly, pushing the tip of his cock within Ryu's pink hole.

Ryu clutched at the sheets of the futon above his head as his hole clamped around Hayate's invading cock, forcing him to feel a combination of pain and gratification. He watched Hayate slowly push half of himself inside of him. Ryu arched his back which allowed Hayate to lift him to his lap.

"You are not going to fit!" He cried out as Hayate firmly held him in place by hugging his waist.

"I know, Ryu." He huskily said. "It'll hurt for a short time. But I promise that I will make you feel good."

Ryu breathed heavily, trying to get used to the thickness of Hayate's swollen cock inside of him. His muscles clamped down on the unmoving intruder which made it more painful for him.

"You must relax, Ryu."

He held on to Hayate's shoulders. His cock seemed to be expanding the walls of his unexplored place. Even as he tried to relax his muscles, the fact that he knew Hayate was inside him would cause him to tense once more.

Hayate was going to wait a bit longer for Ryu to get accustomed to his cock inside of him, but he was quickly losing the internal battle to hold back and not screw Ryu senseless.

"Ryu," he nearly growled. "I'm going to start moving."

Ryu's eyes widened, showing some timidity, but he slightly nodded. He clasped his arms about Hayate's neck as Hayate began to thrust deep inside of him. Hayate reached down to firmly jerk Ryu's cock as Ryu drew him into a passionate kiss.

Ryu didn't know what to think. He was feeling pure ecstasy. Hayate was holding his waist so tight that he was sure he would not be able to break from the hug if he wanted to. He was thrusting into him so hard that he couldn't mutter anything but loud grunts and moans. His breath was being taken away by the heavy tongue lashings they were giving each other. He could barely hear Hayate repeating how much he loved him whenever Ryu would grab his hair. He could barely hear his own voice as he would scream Hayate's name.

Clawing at Hayate's shoulders, Ryu arched his back as he released an appetizing scream. Hayate quickly put both of his arms around Ryu in order to make him sit firmly upon his lap, still pummeling his insides. Ryu began to beat himself as Hayate brought his ass even further upon his cock. He was so close to cumming all over Hayate when he felt Hayate force him down on his cock without hurting him more. Streams of warm sticky essence shot inside of him, coating his walls with all that was Hayate. He couldn't hold back any longer as he spewed his own semen over Hayate's chest and his hand.

Ryu was spent as Hayate gently laid him down on the futon, some of his hair matted to his chest. He was dampened with sweat and through tired eyes he could see that Hayate was as well. But why had Hayate not pulled out of him yet? He did not mind since he had enjoyed a sensual and passionate rendezvous with him. He could feel that Hayate was still hard though. How was that possible? Ryu was sure that he couldn't take another explosion of Hayate's warm cum. He felt that his friend had bred him full.

He quietly let out a shriek when Hayate pushed himself into his tight hole. Being able to cum inside Ryu had lubricated Hayate enough to have Ryu feel all of him. Cum had spilled out of Ryu as Hayate easily burrowed the rest of himself inside.

"Not yet, Ryu." Hayate huffed as he spread Ryu's legs apart. He lay atop of him, lightly caressing his lips against Ryu's body. Turning to his lover's burning face, he whispered. "I'm going to love you until the coming daylight." He then pulled himself out halfway before ramming himself into Ryu once more.

Ryu was dizzy from the effect that Hayate's still hard cock was having upon him. He threw his arms around Hayate and dug his nails into his back as Hayate pounded into him continuously. Hayate closed his mouth over Ryu's in a heated caress of their tongues. He brought his arms beneath Ryu's legs in order to lift Ryu up, forcing his cock into him deeper. He realized that he had hit the right bundle of nerves when Ryu's eyes widened ferociously and he had let out the most delicious shriek.

"Is that your spot, love?" Hayate heaved. "I'll focus on that spot then."

Ryu grasped Hayate tighter as he continued to hit his sweet spot. He could feel the tension building within him as Hayate's cock pummeled into him, stimulating him with each thrust. He was hurting very much so, but the erotic flame that seemed to burn within Hayate enthralled him to the point where he could not feel. Did it burn within him too?

He's so damn beautiful.

Hayate could feel himself coming close again. Just being able to capture Ryu in such a state was enough to make him break the fragile spider web that represented his sanity. His nails were digging into his flesh as his voice kept crying out his name. His hair was plastered against his body, his bangs wet against his forehead. This view of his angel only made Hayate pick up his pace. He smacked his cock harder against Ryu's ass.

"Ryu.." Hayate sounded very distant to Ryu, although he was peering into his face. "Let's cum...together."

All Ryu could do was bite his lower lip and cry out loudly, watching Hayate with loving eyes. Hayate forced himself to the hilt into Ryu and threw his head back while Ryu had one hand clutching the bedsheets and the other pumping himself into a frenzy. Hayate shivered as he emptied himself into Ryu once more, shooting his white ink deep inside of him. He looked down upon Ryu to see his chest and legs soaked with cum. His head lay to one side as his alluring jade eyes gazed into his while he tried to catch his breath. He just wanted to watch him for a few seconds...

Hayate then slowly pulled out of Ryu, watching cum leak out of the quivering bud and seep onto the sheets. He collapsed beside Ryu and wrapped his worn lover in his arms. As his racing heartbeat slowed, he looked down at Ryu.

This man was so beautiful to him, drenched in sweat with his hair attached to his body, marked by scars that each have a story behind them, his eyes that showed much sadness and despair but now looked at him with something akin to happiness.

Hayate slowly rubbed Ryu's back. "You know..that I'm never going to let you go now. Right?"

Ryu touched his lips to Hayate's delicately. "When have you ever let me go?"

They shared a heated kiss before Ryu's eyes became serious. "I was confused by you, Hayate." His voice was barely audible.

Hayate pushed hair out of Ryu's face. "Confused? How?"

"Every time we would meet, it would be to train or the tournaments. I thought you considered me an enemy of some sort. So that is how I saw you. Yet, you were always there when I needed you. You appear at the perfect times and you say exactly what I would need to hear. Irene would do the same, but it would never hold as much weight as it did with you."

Hayate smiled. "I thought that was how you saw me as well, Ryu. An excellent challenge to strengthen yourself. I questioned if we were even friends quite a few times. But I knew that I could never leave you, no matter how you felt about me."

His smile widened as he noticed how Ryu's cheeks were beginning to redden once more. He had never known how easily embarrassed his best friend became just by his simple teasing. Then again, this was the first time they had made love.

Something dawned upon Hayate then. He brought his face closer to Ryu and watched curiosity flood into his green eyes. "Ryu? Was I your first since...Irene?"

Ryu seemed to pale as he averted his inflamed and anguished eyes from Hayate. He saw the corners of his lips begin to turn down. No, this is not what I want. Hayate thought. I don't want to hurt him as much as I already have. He leaned forward to brush his lips against Ryu, but he turned his face away. He tried to pull Ryu closer to him, but he brought his arms between them to try and push him away.

"I'm sorry for telling you that Irene didn't love you."

Ryu grimaced, still trying to fight Hayate's tender arms, but it faded as Hayate was able to imprint his lips upon his.

"I know she loved you. But she was not in love with you. Not like how I am. I will always be here for you. I will follow you wherever you need me to be, even though my leaving the Clan would be putting them in danger. You're my most important person."

"I would never ask you to leave your Clan, Hayate." Ryu breathed out. His eyes were still not focused on him. Hayate took one of Ryu's hands and kissed the palm.

"Will you look at me, Ryu? I love it when you do."

His cheeks became tainted once more as his eyes slowly refocused upon him. He was silent for a few moments before speaking."Yes. You are the first."

"I'm glad." He smiled as Ryu laid his head on his chest.

"What about you?"

"What about me? Don't you know all about me by now?" He felt Ryu stiffen.

"That is not what I meant, Hayate. Was I...your first?"

Hayate was honestly bewildered by the question. He had been with quite a few women, but it was only to satisfy physical lust. He had always wanted to take Ryu, but Irene had gotten to him first. It was inevitable: he had waited too long before telling Ryu his true feelings. Although Ryu was usually extremely perceptive, his uncanny ability had failed to recognize Hayate's feelings. Besides, did his expert hands actually look like a lost virgin?

"No, Ryu. I am sad to say that you aren't my first."

Ryu slid from his arms as he sat up to stare into Hayate's eyes. "You mean that I am not your first man?" His voice sounded agitated as Hayate lay against him.

"Oh, that's what you meant." He reached his arms towards Ryu and held him close as he snuggled against his body once more. "Of course you are. I would never want to be with another man. I have to say though that I have constantly made love to you in my mind. So in truth, this is not our first time."

Ryu looked up at him. Ryu's eyes...what is that emotion spilling from them? Could it be...? Hayate realized that Ryu was clinging to him while biting his lower lip. Is Ryu thinking the same thoughts? He whispered into Ryu's ear to heighten the sensation he was feeling.

"Yes, I've made love to you so many times in every position in so many places. Especially in a quiet and serene place that allows you to scream as loud as you want to."

Ryu was panting hard in his ear. Hayate's hand slowly slid down Ryu's side, then between his legs.

"A place that we call our own."

He froze as Ryu quieted him with a kiss. Ryu opened his legs which allowed Hayate to play with his slightly aroused cock. As their lips were still feverishly locked, Hayate rolled on top of Ryu.

"Do you want me again, Ryu?"

Ryu grabbed his face with his hands. "I want you to make love to me as you do when you dream, Hayate."

With lovelorn eyes, Hayate began to delicately penetrate Ryu once more.

Hayate woke up with the first rays of the morning sun shining upon him. He had fallen asleep with Ryu curled against him after making love to him a few more times. Their bodies were covered in cum and sweat as their bodies relaxed from the multiple climaxes.

"Ryu, hold me in!" Hayate had cried out as his cock smacked into Ryu from behind."I want you to hold all of my cum inside of you."

"I...I can't!" He had screamed as Hayate finished inside him once more. "I can't hold anymore!"

He sat up, reminiscing about the memory, when he realized that his lover was not lying beside him. Running his fingers through his hair, he looked around the room. Although there were an abundance of Japanese blossoms in the room, the scent itself was not apparent. It's because he made the room smell so sweet. He sat still for awhile longer, and as each second passed, he began to seriously doubt what had happened the night before. He began to mentally reconstruct the events that had unfolded. Part of him didn't believe that he had made love to Ryu, even though he had woken up naked and was covered in sweat and cum. He had had vivid dreams before in which he had exploded over himself. Then again, he was positive that he was able to taste Ryu's intimate private spots because the sweet taste still lingered on his tongue. He also knew that he had smelled the scent of blossoms from his body and the candles around the room had been lit. He was broken out of his thoughts by the sound of running water.

He wasn't dreaming after all.

Getting up, he opened a door that revealed a bathroom. Hayate stood at the entrance watching the form of Ryu as he finished brushing his hair. Ryu watched him in the mirror, setting the hair brush down. He slightly turned his head to cast a gorgeous green eye upon Hayate.

"Are you just going to stand there, eying me? Or did you not get enough last night?"

Hayate smiled."I have to appreciate beauty by watching for awhile." He walked up to Ryu and encircled his arms about his waist. "I thought you left. I was thinking that last night never happened."

When Hayate was greeted with silence, he leaned over to catch Ryu's expression since the mirror had a film of condensation on it. He was surprised to see that it wouldn't be as he thought, a frown tugging at the corner of his lips and his eyes a void of nothing. Ryu's cheeks were colored red and his eyes showed embarrassment and gentleness although his arms were crossed in front of his chest. Hayate slowly turned the man he loved to face him and held out his arms.

"Oh Ryu." he said quietly. Ryu let himself be embraced by Hayate, arms still folded. "Ryu."

"Hayate." Hayate almost didn't hear Ryu breathe out his name.

"Yes, Ryu?"

"Were you being sincere...about all that you said?"

Hayate's heart seemed to swell and he held Ryu a bit tighter. "Of course I was. There is nothing I would love more in reality, except spending the rest of my life with you."

Ryu gazed into Hayate's face. His whole face was red and his eyes were full of apprehension but love. "You must promise not to leave me, Hayate. Irene had left me because I couldn't live a consistent life even though her life in the CIA would have led to the same result. You are the Leader of the Mugen Tenshin Clan so you can not leave for long and I may be called upon to do something at any moment."

Ryu then pushed his body closer to Hayate, squeezing him against him. "I am not saying that you are convenient. Even if I was able to settle with Irene, I did not want to. But with you...with you, I do not want to do anything else."

"Ryu..." Hayate breathed out heavily. "I love you and I will never leave you." He shared an incensed kiss with Ryu before saying. "Even death will not do us part."

He led Ryu into the shower and they held each other as the steaming water steadily beat upon them. Hayate began to lather Ryu with soap as he pinned him against the wall.

"Hayate, is sex all you think about with me?" His eyes flickered with a bit of anger.

"Sex is not what I do with you, Ryu. I make love to you." He pressed his forehead against Ryu's while taking his hands in his. ""I can't stop my body from responding to my love for you. Is it wrong to want to touch you constantly? Or just be near you?" He leaned in for a kiss. "If last night had not happened, we would not be able to love each other like this. And I would die without you, Ryu."

As Hayate comforted Ryu's heart with his fiery kiss, Ryu thought. Me too.

Note: T T. My first fanfiction is over! (Boohoo!) I really enjoyed writing it. There is something about yaoi pairings that depict a somewhat insensitive man and an overly sensitive one that I love so much! (Or is that almost all of yaoi?) Anyway, I tried to write this in the form of a bara yaoi because, in all truthfulness, Hayate and Ryu Hayabusa are NOT skinny men with effiminate features (although I depicted Ryu with a somewhat effiminate personality and his counterpart with brash one). And if you have no idea what bara yaoi is, you're TOTALLY missing out. My favorite artist is Uchida Kaoru (and the men depicted is how I depicted the bodies of RyuHay...well, the adult bodies. Not with so much hair).

Something else that I wanted to add was that I know that many men naturally can't constantly get it up like these two. But I mean, the ideal man would do so, wouldn't he? Thank you so much for reading and please review!