A/N: Woot! First chappie~ Hope you like!
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Chapter One: Kiss
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Shuichi Shindou was your everyday, average psychopath. He was the type of human that could live through spinning through a tornado, or maybe even swimming across a lake infested with crocodiles. However, since his father's passing on the very day he debuted as a star, he had tried desperately to grow up; to help his family. Despite the fact that he was somewhat successful, there lay a gaping hole in his heart. At the young age of 18, he had to take up the role of the breadwinner of the Shindou Household. But secretly, he was starving for love- though he would never want to admit it.
Until he saw Eiri Yuki, the host who was currently the apple of both his remaining family members' eyes. Needless to say, he was on the brink of falling head over heels for the handsome host. (Cue sparkly eyes and puppy ears) But he wouldn't allow himself to. He had no time to start a relationship. Plus, they were both guys! It was both immoral and unethical....Wait. Why was he even considering this in the first place?!
"So you're Yuki Eiri?" Shuichi drawled, seemingly unimpressed. "I...expected more."
Inner!Shuichi cringed at the indifferent tone. But it was inevitable. There was nothing else he could do. He refused to act like a lovesick puppy even when the old Shuichi inside threatened to kill his brain cells (assuming he had any) to come out.
The host's golden orbs glimmered with hostility as a shiver shuddered down Shuichi's spine. Oh only if he could see those orbs clouded in lust...GAH! Get your head in the game Shuichi!
"Big words for such a little one." He leaned down. "Although, I'll give you credit for looking like a girl."
It was then the animalistic attraction warped into rage. Gone was the haziness of first love and in its place was a fiery cyclone of fury. How could he say that?! Did he know what he had been through this past year?!
The boy was determined to emerge victorious in this banter of words; although, he decided that his fists were much better weapons of war compared to his miniscule brain.
But all it took for everything to come crashing down was a simple, antique vase....
...worth twenty million yen.
His life was over. Not only did he have to support his family, he had actually incurred a debt that was worth more than his very own life! To make matters worse, his own BOSS was the actual owner of this host club!
Eiri Yuki was momentarily forgotten as Shuichi attempted to rectify his catastrophic mistake.
He never expected however, that all he had to do in repayment was to sing...the only talent he had ever got.
And he had loads of it.
The music was different than his pop songs. It was slower, more dramatic and had a classical hint to it. But Shuichi didn't mind. He loved music down to its very last note. It was the tunes that set his heart singing and the words than inflamed his soul. But most of all, music was his sole prized possession that he would never dream to give up. Nothing stood in his way and his music.
Well...maybe that was a little too early to assume.
The audience was, needless to say, enraptured by the young boy's performance. Short as it was, the passion from the singing drilled into the very centre of their hearts. But there was only one who couldn't look away. Eiri Yuki thought he had never seen a more beautiful sight than the boy who sang his heart out on that very stage.
He's mine.
"A very good job Shindou-san." Tohma clapped his hands briefly as he beckoned his rising star down from the plinth. "Now, come here every day after your work at the Studios for the rest of the year. The singer here just took a maternal leave and I was wondering what I should do to replace her. Nice of you to volunteer no?"
"Aww..thanks Tohma-sa.....wait....WHAT?!" Shuichi bellowed in horror. Come here everyday?! Was he crazy? This place was practically in another city from his home. NG studios already took the better part of his morning getting to...and now, he had to spend another freaking two hours of his everyday life travelling to and fro from the club to his home?! That's capital harassment!
"Now now...I know you live very far away. That's why I'll suggest you live with my brother-in-law here, Eiri-san." Tohma suggested with a sweet grin despite the mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
And that....was when pandemonium happened.
The Shindous were in hysterics. As much as they loved their son/brother, it was completely unfair that he was the one that will live with their god, Eiri Yuki. And all because of a broken vase? They would have shattered every bloody one in this club if they knew it was all they had to do!
Shuichi himself was both in hell and heaven. On one hand, he got to see his secret first love every single freaking day. On the other, he had to sing even more on a daily basis and restrain himself from pouncing on Yuki Eiri every...night.
Eiri Yuki however was unnaturally quiet. Anyone who knew him would know that his personal pad was the man's very own hideout. He would cut through this argument with a simple No and that will be that. Tatsuha was just thinking that as he witnessed this noisy scene...and then, he noted his brother's rigid posture and eyes which were trained on the panicking boy.
Ohhh...I see.
Thus, in less than twenty-four hours (since the next day was actually Shuichi's day off from the studios), that was how Shuichi found himself and his luggage standing in front of Eiri Yuki's mat that ironically had the words "Home sweet home" scribbled across.
That had got to be a present.
"Your room is two turns to the left." Yuki's voice chimed through the doorway as he turned to lock his door shut. The ominous click of the lock gave Shuichi the goosebumps as he padded down the hallways, mildly distracted by the size of the house. Did a host honestly earn this much? He sighed. The boy's got to admit though. This was a pretty good deal if it wasn't for the fact that Yuki was standing mere inches away from him- that and it only took half an hour to reach the studios and was even closer to the club.
Wait...what? inches?
Blinking stupidly, Shuichi found himself cornered against the wall, his small body fitting just right between Yuki's arms. It was just mere seconds after that Shuichi realised that he was in deep trouble.
"Erm..Yuki-san? Is everything alright?" Shuichi squeaked like the little mouse he was. His amethyst eyes held confusion but also a twinge of anticipation. Even if his mind was befuddled by the events playing before him, his body knew exactly what this meant...and he was welcoming it.
"You...those shorts... and that sickening voice! What are you planning to do? Tease me to death?!" The older man growled his libido high. His golden eyes flickered with lust he had been struggling to conceal all morning.
Ever since Shuichi had left the club on the previous night to pack his bags, Eiri had thought about nothing except for Shuichi's voice, body and cute personality. It was as if it was pink personified. Under those loose apparels, Eiri could tell Shuichi had an incredibly slim body...too slim for a boy. And to imagine that body devoid of clothes and the voice he would have in bed was enough to send Eiri into a frenzy.
And now...they were alone...and he was going to get his prize.
"Hold on Yuki-san. Just what in blazes...mmmph!" Shuichi attempted to get his point across but was instantly silenced by Eiri who had slammed his lips against Shuichi's soft, pink ones. The second they made contact, an electrical jolt coursed through their systems. The heat mounted as Shuichi scrambled to press himself against the older man who had in turn wrapped his strong arms around the lithe body.
Thoughts became disjointed as Shuichi moaned loudly, his fingers combing through the golden tresses. Yuki's scent clouded his senses and dulled his thoughts. All he could only do then was to feel.
Eiri on the other hand was restraining himself from tearing the boy's clothes off the small body. He couldn't understand this animalistic attraction he had for Shuichi. No one else, not even a single woman had been able to make him feel this way. When did it all start?
It was his voice....
The boy's lips tasted like strawberries and a hint of chocolate. It was subtle and yet addictive. The boy's moans and whimpers was music to his ears. Unwittingly, the man's hand travelled down the boy's shorts and sneaked up his thigh, revelling at the soft skin that lay like a feast before him.
It was then Shuichi finally returned to his senses. He snapped open his eyes and gasped.
With a forceful push, the boy pushed the man off of him. "Oh God..." Shuichi moaned as he held his head, sliding down against the wall.
It was unmistakable. Shuichi was attracted to Eiri Yuki. That was my first kiss!
"What the hell was that for?!" Yuki howled in pain, rubbing the back of his head that had bumped against the wall that was behind him. He looked up in fury but was then shocked to find a tearing Shuichi. "...Shuichi?"
"THAT WAS MY FIRST KISS YOU PERVERT!" Shuichi hollered- the confusion and terror lining his distressed voice. As quick as a jack rabbit, the boy recovered from his position, took his luggage and escaped into his room, slamming the door behind him.
And then, Yuki was alone.
"First kiss? Does that mean that no one other then I had touched him? Damn it all...as if he wasn't precious enough already!"
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Inside the room...
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Shuichi's body wrecked with sobs as he hid under the warm covers. How could this happen? Weren't they both guys? Why did Yuki kiss him like that? That hot and toe curling sensation was enough to drive him nuts. His adolescent body craved more and his thoughts were filled with the golden-eyed man.
"It was already bad enough that I can't resist him. How could he like a brat like me?! I knew it...coming here was a complete mistake!"
"Oi."
A deep familiar voice vibrated through the door, shocking Shuichi out of his sobs. "Come out. We need to talk." The angst that clutched Shuichi's heart finally exploded then. "LEAVE ME ALONE YOU BAKA!" In the next few seconds, there was silence. And then...
"You idiot. That's my room."
The boy blinked, looked around and sniffed the bed sheets. It smelt of soap, pinewood and the distinct aroma of Yuki's cologne that Shuichi had gotten a whiff of in their kiss.
"OHH!"
Outside, the older man could only sweat drop.
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Minutes later, the two found themselves sitting in the living room. Yuki was calm, composed as drinking a can of beer whereas Shuichi was fidgeting uncomfortably.
"What the hell...you can't even guess that this man across me was KISSING the daylights out of me just two minutes ago! What gave him the right to kiss me anyway? Sure he's hot...and gorgeous and oh that soft golden hair..."
"Shuichi..."
"It's obvious that he had some sort of experience, probably a thousand more than I do... I mean, with those looks, he could obviously get any woman he wanted! Plus, he's a host...don't they give those kinds of services..?"
"Shu...."
"GAH! He's way too good for me. He's like the sun while I'm like . I'm even LOWER than dirt..."
"OI. If you do not respond to me, I'm going to pounce on you again."
"Huh...whazzut?"
When the words finally registered in his brain, Shuichi blushed red and squeaked, hiding himself behind a cushion pillow that was just big enough to hide his face. At this, the older man smirked.
"So...what is it going to take for you to sleep with me?" Yuki asked, seemingly calm as if he was just doing a business deal.
The boy in question stilled before emerging from his hiding spot and stare at Yuki from the top of the pillow. What did it take? That was an easy question. Nothing.
But...
"Twenty thousand yen? Thirty? I'm putting my foot down on forty though."
Wait. Shuichi blinked and gaped openly at the man. Was he suggesting that he would get payment for sexual services?! What did Yuki think he was? A whore?
Standing up suddenly (and startling Yuki in the process), Shuichi exclaimed. "I do not sleep for money. I will only make love with the one I love! I'm not a bloody whore dammit! If you had wanted sex, why don't you just go and pick any of your customers?! I'm sure they'll be happy to oblige!"
The man raised a brow. "Are you jealous?"
Shuichi could only sputter at that claim. "WHAT?! How could you even suggest that? I-"
"You obviously like me. You wouldn't have responded to that kiss if you hadn't."
"I-I...ARGH! You're just a damn it all jerk!" With that, the boy turned on his heel and stomped away from the couch, this time, going into HIS room.
Yuki could only stare after him.
"So, my latest infatuation is small, cute, a pink baka and an advocator of love. Plus, he has the most enticing voice (and moans) I had ever heard. Worst of all...he's a BOY and I fell for him..."
Looking down, he realised that his arousal was evident and straining against his pants.
The man sighed and leaned against the sofa.
"Hard. Literally."
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A/N: R&R pls!^^