so this is more request from Bungarin :3 ribbon and cream. Although this one's not so ribbon-ish, so I think I'll make the next ch with ribbon too, plus something else :3 sorry for the late update! and now i shall study for my upcoming calculus exam~
enjoy~
oh and i don't own K B)
PASSION, ch3
cake and ribbon, Yata's POV
So I had this chitchat with Kusanagi-san. He said he found me and Saru were close enough to get each other present. Well hell, of course I didn't want to, but Kusanagi-san insisted. Mostly because I was his former best friend and he said, it'd make Scepter 4 and HOMRA's bond didn't loosen up. Nah, it wasn't like we had this special bond or whatever. Maybe he meant I should do this so Scepter 4 and HOMRA didn't always have to fight every time we meet each other on streets or wherever. But I like fighting! I mean, that's what made me a vanguard!
But after seeing Kusanagi-san's intimidating sight… And when he reminded me that I owed Scepter 4's captain—Munakata Reisi—information about the strain who turned me into a girl's uniform mess, I sighed and grumbled, as I walked through the exit door from the bar and headed out to search a…"present", for that monkey bastard.
Even though I was his best friend… I don't know what Saru exactly like, huh, I thought. I let my legs guided me through some cake and merchandise shops. I don't think he likes sweets, but birthday means cake right? It isn't wrong if I bring him cake, right?
I stopped in front of one cake shop that quite stood out from the others. It had this cream colored wall and ornaments embedded on it. From the big glass you could see their cakes' presentations and results. It was all looked very nice and tasty. I stepped inside and bowed sheepishly when two women greeted me. All I could say is that I was searching a present for my friend's birthday. Ugh…friend, huh.
My eyes spotted a chocolate cake but with white foundation and it had this creamy insides. And the other cake was a red velvet with creams on top. I looked at the price, it wasn't too expensive for either of those.
…I like red, but I wonder if Saru likes it too. I guess not…he's in The Blues now. Is there any blue cake?
I scanned across the room and found one! It was a blue colored chocolate cake. It was quite simple with blue rose petals on it and generous amount of white cream surrounded the cake, and probably the insides too. As a matter of fact, it looked so damn good. When I checked for the price, it's a little bit more expensive than those previous others, but I thought this would do just fine. If Saru didn't want it, I would eat it for myself or maybe with HOMRA; I didn't really mind. So I bought one blue cake!
As for the present. Hmm. I already bought him a cake so it could be considered as a present, right? Then I'll just give him this, I thought again. Saru's birthday was the next day after so I had some time to prepare the cake box. It looked so odd without a proper casing. At HOMRA, I asked Anna for wrapping it. As I expected from girls, Anna wrapped it up really nice, with a white box and long red ribbons covering parts of the box. When she was done, she gave it to me with the remaining rolls of ribbons.
"Ah, Anna. I don't need it, thank you for wrapping the gift," I said when Anna offered me to take the ribbons. But she shook her head.
"Misaki should bring it," she answered. The reason was still unclear but I went with it. It's just carrying little things so I should be fine. Anna's eyes glistened and it looked like she tried to tell me something but then she just turned away and her cheeks became pink. I frowned and took my skateboard, back to my house.
No one's home yet except me, so I went straight to my bedroom after I prepared some food for my parents. I put the box in a plastic bag and in fridge so I didn't have to answer unnecessary questions from my mom and just wrote it that it's mine.
In my room I slumped on my bed and yawned. So tomorrow I'll meet Saru, I huffed, I wonder if we'll fight again. Right after I thought about it, my phone vibrated, looked like a message or something. I grabbed my phone and slid it open.
Misakiiii what are you doing right now? Saruhiko, 7.45 p.m
I growled. Really? Should I answer this kind of question? But when I imagined Kusanagi-san's angry looking face, I grunted and typed a reply.
Sleeping
Liar~ If you're sleeping then you won't be able to type a reply~
Stop using ~, you look like a moron!
Look like? But you can't see me, Misakiii~ Never mind, I saw you earlier in a cake shop…
Oh shit. Now what? I couldn't say that I bought a present for him! But I couldn't think of any possible answer than that. Well, he would find out next day after all so I guessed it should be fine to just tell him. I typed my reply carefully so he didn't boast up.
Yeah. Kusanagi-san told me to buy you one.
…so… It's not your idea?
Hm? Why should that be my idea? Saru, you're so stupid. But then again, I felt kind of guilty. It wasn't like I hate him overly—well maybe a bit, yeah. Deep down in my heart I knew I still have a place for him. But I didn't know on what status we're in. It's true that we had several times of s-sex together—ah fuck. This wasn't time to remember that! I blushed and took a deep breath before replied.
No. But I'm the one who will give it.
Still not happy.
Dammit Saru! We're not a couple or some, be thankful I buy you a cake!
…we are not. But still.
Then what do you want?
I want Misaki.
Well… I knew he always mocked me and stuff, but this was quite new. He hadn't show his feelings so bluntly like this. I lifted one of my eyebrows. Was Saruhiko okay?
…like I said, I'll be coming to give you the cake. So you'll get to see me. So it's okay right?
…that's not what I meant.
Then what?
…forget it.
…fine. So I'll see you tomorrow then.
No reply came to my phone after that. I sighed. After all of those things I did with him, I still incapable of understanding him.
I blushed at the thought, again. Yeah, we did lots of things together. And recently we had this…sex. But it was because of a strain and the second one was because of that stupid monkey's doing! That uniform…that BIKINI! Oh God I still couldn't believe what I just got through. But… I didn't say I dislike him. At the same time, I didn't know whether this is love or not. Or was it just pure lust? It did have lusty feelings on every occasion. I grumbled. Tomorrow…what would happen? I drifted off to sleep, thinking about what I should say to Saru when I met him.
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Morning came so fast without warning. My head was like going to burst. And the worst was, I had kind of a nightmare. Well I'd just call it bad dream. It was nothing, really. Just me and Saru fighting each other and one of us seemed to end up being fed up and went away. The last thing I knew was that when I woke up, I could feel tears flowing out. Guess I still couldn't help to like him, like I said before. I scratched my back and got up, checking my cake in the fridge before taking a shower. I read a note that said my parents already went to work, they prepared me a breakfast and said that they would come back a little late tonight.
I cleaned up my skateboard and wore my usual clothes then skated to HOMRA base. It was near my living place, with a skateboard it was around fifteen minutes or some, without obstacles. And as usual, HOMRA was full with my comrades and its owner, Kusanagi Izumo-san. I placed my skate and headed up to the fridge to put the cake. Kusanagi-san nodded like saying 'that's my boy' and I just huffed before joined on a game with my partner, Kamamoto.
"Yata-san."
"…"
"Yata-san!"
"…what?"
"Are you okay? You're glancing repeatedly at your cell phone all the time."
"Oh—"It turned out that I didn't pay attention to the game and didn't realize that it's already over. Geez, I guessed I might be concerned about what was in Saruhiko's mind yesterday. He knew I preferred him to respect my comrades and made fun of me by saying fucked up things about them, but yesterday was different. He didn't say a thing like 'Misaki is too in love with his HOMRA' or whatever. Instead he just said 'forget it', and didn't text me more last night. This wasn't his usual self. Was he okay? I sighed and stood up. "I'll go get some air."
"I will go with Misaki," a little and faint voice came. It was Anna. I smiled awkwardly and nodded. We took a walk to nearby park and I bought her ice cream. Walking with Anna is like walking with your little sister and I enjoyed it. I let her played with some children in the park while I myself sat down on nearest bench to observe her. As time went by, I didn't notice that I already sat down quite a while. The sky began to grow to color orange and I forgot that I hadn't eat, so was Anna.
"Anna! Let's go get lunch," I called her.
Anna nodded and hopped closer. "I want to eat ramen," she poked me with her little palm. I smiled and replied okay. We arrived at a new ramen shop near HOMRA's base and decided to eat there. After ordering, Anna suddenly grabbed my hands. I was surprised and couldn't hold my blush before stuttering.
"W-w-w-what?"
"Misaki is too prideful," she said with her serious red eyes.
"E-eh?"
"Misaki should admit that Misaki cares about Saruhiko."
My eyeballs almost popped out. It wasn't usual that Anna would talk about that monkey. Back then Saru hurt Anna a little with things he said. But Anna still cared and talked easily with Saru. I felt a funny feeling in my stomach. "Anna… Do you like him?"
"I like Saruhiko and Misaki," she answered. "Both are my family."
"Oh…"
"That's why I don't want you two to fight too much," she pleaded. "Misaki should promise."
"Well… He's the one that…" I didn't want to continue. Too much to remember and it all hurt. But Anna tightened her grip, made me calmer.
"Misaki will understand soon enough," she said, "…and Misaki will know that Saruhiko cares."
"Care, huh… I can't think of any meaning for 'care' if it's about him… He always does things—"Oops. I shouldn't say it. I already said too much. I blushed and looked away. "Anyways…that's that."
"Misaki… Cannot promise?" Anna looked a bit disappointed.
"For not fighting with him?"
"Yes."
"…fine," I sighed. "Today's his birthday so I won't."
Anna seemed very pleased and happy. I smirked and we ate our ramen before went back to HOMRA. And as for me, I took the cake and the ribbon, and went to Saruhiko's dorm room in Scepter 4.
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Because I had already been here before, I still remembered Saruhiko's room. I knocked the door several times before banged up because there was no answer. A faint 'yes' could be heard from inside. It was weak so I kind of speculated that Saru's sick. And apparently he was.
His face was a bit flushed and pale. Judging on how red his nose was, he probably caught a cold or something. I giggled. "Even you can be sick too," I mocked him. He snorted and grumbled while he let me in.
Saruhiko's room, as always, tidy and big. He was alone in such large room, I wondered was he lonely sometimes? I sat down on his couch and cleared my throat before spoke.
"Here," I gave the cake box, "…a cake. Eat it okay."
"Hah, Misaki… I'm having a cold yet you give me cold cake… Wouldn't it make my cold worse?"
"Then what should I brought! You're lucky enough I want to buy present for you!" I snapped. And immediately regretted it. Geez, I already promised Anna not to get mad! I took a deep breath. "…at least you can say thank you."
Saru smirked. "It's not your idea on the first place. Don't lie to me."
"Well that's…"
"Nah, forget that. Thanks for the cake."
He walked and a bit swayed to the kitchen. I could see he's trying to get a pot. I guessed he wanted to make porridge. "Saru, is your fever that bad?"
"Make a wild assumption," he said sarcastically.
I scoffed and stood up. "I'm going back."
"You skated here just to bring me a cake?"
"Yeah. And I'm done, so I'm going back." I walked through the door, but startled when he suddenly jumped and blocked my way. I gritted my teeth. "Move," I warned him. But I didn't let my fire went off. I promised Anna, and Saru looked sick too. So today I wouldn't attack him unless it's necessary.
"At least take care of me first, Misaki~" he whispered to my ears. I blushed and pushed him away.
"Saru! I don't know how sick you are right now but you should go to sleep now!"
"But I'm hungry. I haven't eat yet," he whined like a child. I huffed and dragged him to his bed. "Fine, I'll cook. But then I'll go back, got it?"
"Yes mom…"
"Don't 'mom' me! Get some rest!"
I could hear him giggled, and a sound of pillow being squeezed. Then I walked to the kitchen, making a plain porridge carefully so he wouldn't dare to spit it out.
Minutes passed and the porridge was ready. I hummed and gave it a smell. It was nice enough. I took the bowl back to Saru's bedroom. He was sleeping. I noticed that his eye lashes were so pretty and long. His face was so peaceful and soft, unlike what he showed me every time we met. This part of his face was always nice to look at. I caressed his cheek and felt he purred. He's still warm, so I decided to wake him up. Sick person has to eat something nourishing.
"Saru," I spoke in front of his earlobe, "…wake up. Porridge's ready."
"Nghh…"
"Hey, come on."
"Misaki…"
"Hm?"
"Feed me."
"HUH?!"
Ah, apparently the high tone I used made him a bit upset and refused to wake up and sat down properly. I sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'll feed you! But you have to sit, c'mon."
"Uhn…" Saru sat slowly with his hand grabbing his head.
"Headache?"
"Hnn…"
"Here, one spoon at a time. I'll go slowly so eat at your own pace."
Saru ate so slow like most of sick people do, and I didn't really mind about that. I once used to feed him like this, in the same occasion; Saru's having a cold. But that time we were still together. When I took care of him, I'd play games and made some of his favorite food. I smiled; it was so nostalgic. And it seemed that Saru noticed what I was thinking about too.
"You want to come back…to that time…?" He whispered in his low voice. I saw him, so vulnerable and weak. It's because of the cold, but this time there was something more. He looked so sad; no regret, but he felt wrong. "But this is what I choose… Sorry, Misaki…"
I hummed but didn't respond. I knew that Saru was the one who chose, not the Blue King. I fed Saru until the last spoonful and placed the empty bowl on the nearby table. "Before that… It was fun," I admitted and smiled weakly. The truth is, I always dreamt that someday Saru and I would make up and live together again. "In the end, you left," I said bitterly.
"Sorry," he mumbled and held my hand. "But I still care."
I could see those dark blue eyes told the truth. I leaned closer. Because I didn't see any sign of rejection, I placed my head on his shoulder. And sat in front of him, on the bed. This togetherness, it was far from long time ago and still warm until now. Saru's body temperature was still a bit high, but because of that I felt warm, kind of protected. "I care for you too," I huffed.
We fell into silence for a moment before I suddenly felt warm movements around my neck area. Fuck, Saru's licking my neck!
"S-Saru, stop that!" I pushed him away. Gosh, he really knew how to ruin the mood! But seeing that his face was still pale, I straightened my arm to touch his forehead. "Saru, you still have fever…"
"Cure me then, Misaki…"
"You'll be good soon after you take a damn nap," I scowled him.
"There's still way to cure this without napping…" he giggled and pulled me closer. "I heard that…" His breath touched my face and lingered there. "…if you kissed someone your cold will be transferred."
"W-WHAT?!" I squeaked in embarrassment. "K-kiss you?! Why should I?! And I definitely don't want to catch a cold too!"
"But I have works waiting to be done… If I don't report to vice-captain tomorrow morning I'll get trouble…"
I didn't know where to look. Yes, Saruhiko looked sick and needy. Yes, I didn't want to kiss. But… "J-just a kiss?" I stuttered.
"Uh-huh."
"F-fine." In a second I swore I saw Saru's face lightened up. "Just a kiss is what you get!" I leaned closer and touched his lips with mine gently. He didn't force the kiss, instead he sat without doing anything. It seemed that he wanted to feel what kind of kiss I would make. I blushed and deepened the kiss myself. Then I sensed he started to kiss back. His hands hugged and pulled me closer from behind my back. He pulled until our body touched each other. I shivered at the tingling sensation and broke the kiss, panting.
"Misaki," he whispered and kissed my shirt covered chest. I tried not to make any stupid sound. His eyes looked up to my face and I knew Saru wanted more than just a kiss. I knew that from the beginning, but I still kissed him. I wondered why. Saru grabbed me and placed me on his lap where he roamed my body underneath my clothes. He lied down when I sat on his lap and his hands pinched my nipples, sending pleasure filled sensation throughout my body. I bit my lower lip to prevent me from moaning aloud. Saru giggled and rubbed my nipples, earning a stifled moan from me. "Don't hold back, Misaki," he said. I was so embarrassed and looked away.
Then Saru stood up, pushing me to the bed. "Stay," he ordered. I didn't know why but I complied. Saru's back with the cake from before. He hovered on top while he opened the box. "Blue cake?" he smirked. I pouted and about to yell but seeing Saru licked the cake in a seductive manner made me forgot about what I was going to do earlier. Saru put the cake beside us and he began to open my shirt. He kissed my stomach, my chest, my collarbone, all the way to my face. Then he kissed me roughly and lick my lips, asking permission to enter. I hesitated at first, but gave up in the end. I moaned at the kiss and arced my back unconsciously. Saru pulled away and his hand grabbed a fair amount of cake.
"W-what are you going to-AH?!" I gasped and curled myself in shock. Tears formed in the corner of my eyes. I saw Saru covered my body with that blue creamy cake. "St-stop, Saru… Th-that's dirty…hnnggh…" I moaned and squealed at his touch. He grabbed the cake again and pulled my pants off. Then he touched my cock gently. I screamed a bit when he took my length and stroke it with his creamy hand. "N-no… Saruu… Ahhnn…"
"Misaki…you should look at the mirror," he giggled sensually. I blushed and averted my gaze, which apparently was a mistake. Saru lifted me despite of his sickness and brought me and some chunks of cake to the mirror in front of the bathroom. "See for yourself then."
Damn! What I saw was not like me at all… My reflection looked like wearing a puffy dress made of cream! And it was a mix of blue and white, not red! Wait, I didn't mean I would like it if it was red! I was stunned for a couple of seconds before he suddenly fingered me. I whined and wiggled. "N-no-hhnn… S-stupid! Saru-AH-stop…!" But he didn't, and every time I tried to get away, his finger only probed even deeper. And it began to hurt when he inserted his second finger. I squeaked and felt dirty. It felt like rape, but I somehow accepted this, so it wasn't… My tears already flowing out and Saru hadn't notice. I pleaded. "Saru, stop… It hurts…!"
Finally he stopped to see my face, and kind of surprised to see my tears. "Mi-Misaki? I'm sorry…did it really hurt?" Saru kissed my forehead and snuggled. I whimpered because he still didn't take out his fingers. Instead, he kept on moving them, scissoring me. I couldn't breathe properly and I arced my back. Saru licked my neck to make me relax. "Misaki… Just so you know, you're beautiful in cream…" He whispered to my ear. I shivered and my voice hitched.
Knowing that I was about to cum, Saru pulled out his fingers. I was shocked and whined. "W-why?!"
"Mm… I don't want you to cum yet," he licked his creamy fingers thoroughly.
I moaned. "N-no fair," I gasped, "…I'm at my l-limit…"
Saru nibbled on my earlobe and bit gently on my collarbone. "Hmm," he whispered, "…I see…" Then he grabbed another amount of creamy cake which he brought with him earlier. "Bear it with me," he laughed and put the cream all over my body again. I whined and bucked my hips. It was too stimulating. I bit my forefinger to stifle my moans.
"S-Saruu…hmm… C-can't…ahhhn… The cream's…cold…" I held onto his hair and tugged. It must be hurt because I could hear he grunted. But at my condition, I couldn't even think about an apology anymore. I cried and whimpered, especially when I felt those two fingers entered me again. "Nh—hmm—ahh—n-no—"
"Misaki…you're beautiful." Saru kissed me.
"Y-you already sa—AHH—id that…"
"I'll say it whenever I like okay Misaki…" He smiled and nibbled on my nipple. I covered my mouth with my hands which he removed quickly. "Don't… I want to hear you…"
"S-stop… Th-the cream… I-it's sticky…"
"I'll lick it then," he smirked and leaned closer. I gasped. Saru licked off the cream but leaving those which were around my nipples and cock. I blushed and gulped.
"L-lick all of it," I demanded. He giggled and grabbed my cock. "Ouch! Hey what's wrong with—aahhnn…"
Saru lowered his body and took all of my length into his mouth before swirled his tongue. Damn that felt good! I couldn't think, my brain was filled with white paint as I pulled Saru's hair to bring him closer. He bobbed his head fast and after some times, he stopped. Before I could scowl, he sucked my right nipple when his hand played the other. I moaned and rolled my hips to let him knew that I wouldn't last long of he kept on doing that. I saw he smirked and grasped the red ribbon which kind of…appeared from nowhere in the bathroom. Ah yeah, I brought Anna's ribbon because she told me to… Wait, did she foreseen this? But…no way…! She wouldn't dare to look at what happened right now…right? And why was this ribbon here? Did Saru noticed and brought it along with the cake to the bathroom earlier? And—
All of those thoughts quickly disappeared. Saru held my hands and tied them with the ribbon. My hands were now secure at my back. I panted. Having sex without hands to grip on something would be troublesome… Not finished, Saru took another layer of ribbon and tied it on my chest. It was like that bikini, it covered my nipple but well, because they were already perked up… It did nothing really. I was so embarrassed and I started insulting him. Saruhiko just hummed and kissed me on my lips.
"Misaki, that's not nice… I'm sick, remember?"
"Sick your ass! Y-you aren't sick anymore p-pervert!" I yelled.
"Ahh…yes… I like it when you say 'pervert'… C'mon, say that again…" he whispered seductively. I squealed when he grinded against me. "Hey, Misaki… Say 'pervert'…"
"P-per… Uhngg…" Saru pinched my nipples and rolled his fingers. My breath hitched. "S-Saru… You jerk…"
"Ahh…what a bad boy… I said I want you to say—"he bucked and inserted his big cock with a sudden force, "—pervert…"
"Hngg-aaAAAH!" It was so painful! I couldn't hold on to anything and my head fell to the mirror in front of me. There were some cream left, and I could see my body was covered by sweat. I wanted to scowl at him but words couldn't come out anymore. "N—Saru… Ah-ah-I…"
"You what, Misaki…?" Saru bit the ribbon and licked it. Then his hands scooped me and brought me back to the bed. We lied down and he thrusted again, in and out, in and out. Along with his powerful thrusts, he pumped my cock and whispering things to my ear. "Misaki… You're so sexy and tempting… Misaki…the ribbon suits you… Misaki…"
I shivered. Those words were enough to make me come. A few harsh jerks and I came with a loud moan. My consciousness started to slip away, but Saru's kiss woke me up. It was gentle and sweet. But when I realized that Saru's cock was getting bigger inside me—and the fact that he hadn't come yet—I was a bit scared and unsure. Before I got a chance to say something, Saru lifted my legs and placed them onto his shoulder. Then, he thrusted so hard. I shrieked because of pain, and because of pleasure. "SA-SARU—I JUST—CAME—"
"Sorry…M…Misaki… I can't…"
Between my pants, I saw Saruhiko's face. He looked so…sexy? The way he chanted my name over and over again every thrust, the color of his flushed cheeks, the overflowing sweat, and the one who made him act this way was me made me happy. I wanted to hug him but well, the ribbon prevented me to.
Saru flipped me over. I whined in confusion before he banged me. "HNggghh!" I screamed. "Sa—ru… So… Hard…!"
He licked my tied arms and opened it with his teeth. "Mm…hmm…" he mumbled. The moment my hands were free, I quickly grabbed the sheet because of the sudden pleasure when he banged me. I felt my cock was ready to burst again, and my breathing became fast and irregular.
"Misaki…" he whispered and panted, "…love you…Misaki…"
I gritted my teeth and leaned my back to his body. Saruhiko kept on saying 'I love you' and hugged me. Felt the warmness crept, I kissed him. I kissed him along with flash backs when we were in high school until now. I realized that this's how we do things, although we were different in making decisions, we still care for each other. I leaned onto him. "…love you too…"
Then, I felt Saruhiko trembled so hard, before finally he spurted his cum inside. I jolted and moaned for the feeling of being filled up. And of course, I came too.
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We lied on the bed, and as for me, I was still shocked at what had happened. I looked down and saw the ribbon was still on my nipple. Embarrassed, I quickly untied it. Saruhiko grinned.
"Why are you taking it off?"
"Wh-why?! Be-because…"
"Hmm… You're my gift right? Don't just take it off…"
"Your gift is that blue cake!"
"It had been destroyed." He chuckled and licked his own lips, remembering how he used the cake for something else…
"F-fuck you," I blushed and turned my face away, "…and even if your gift is me, you already t-t-taste it!"
"True… But the ribbon," Saruhiko kissed me on my lips, "…I'm still going to use it."
"W-what for?"
"Hmm… Surprise."
I lifted one of my eyebrows, not knowing what was in his mind, and a surprising idea from Saruhiko next…
end of ch3
yay! sorry for mistakes in using tenses u_u i'm so confused.
mm...what will be the next one? is it more SaruMi? or MiSaru?! and what will be Saruhiko's idea?!
pfft. review?
