Sexy Love
My rest was to be short lived, as I sensed a familiar presence approaching at an incredible speed. Not Yusuke, but just as warmly appreciated, sometimes. He landed on the large oak tree outside and beamed his crimson red eyes at me through the window. I was still situated in the tub with my eyes closed, even though I wasn't asleep anymore. The water wasn't so hot any longer and was just at the right temperature; the smell of roses and lavender wafted in the air. I wrapped my arms around myself and sunk deeper into the scented water.
Get the fuck out of water fox and open this damn window! Hiei said telepathically.
I rolled my eyes and reluctantly got out of the tub, knowing that if I did not, Hiei would most likely break my window, again. The air was chilly against my wet skin and I could feel goose bumps rising on my naked flesh. I grabbed for my towel and wrapped it quickly around my waist. Making my way over to the window, I could see Hiei's bright red eyes glowing in the darkness outside. I opened the window and a gust of cool air blew in, along with the quick fire demon. As soon as he entered, I shut the window swiftly, locking out the cold night's breeze.
I tuned to Hiei and saw that he was sitting on my bed. I frowned at this; he knew how I hated having him on my bed, when I knew good and well that he probably hadn't bathed in weeks. Seeing my displeased look, he grinned furtively at me and put his arms behind his head. I shook my head at him and pointed to the soft rug on the floor. He in return, flipped me off and relaxed further back into my bed, closing his eyes as he did.
"Hiei, are you clean?" I asked skeptically.
He shrugged his shoulders and I knew this was his sign for saying he didn't. "Get out of my bed, Hiei. I am not in the mood today." I said strictly.
He gave me a derisive yawn and turned on his side, his back facing me. Now really was not the time for this. I wanted to get back to my bath and possibly get a good's night rest. So far, that wasn't going as planned.
"Now, Hiei." I said firmly.
"Fuck you," he said sharply, "I'm not sitting on the floor like some damn dog. If anything you should be sitting there. Stupid fox."
Normally I would just ignore him and let him be, but I was really fuming, for obvious reasons, and I wouldn't let it go. I stomped over to the bed and grabbed at his ankles, trying to roughly pull him from the bed. He growled and kicked at me. "What the hell, Kurama. Get off!" Hiei yelled. I grabbed his leg more harshly; my nails piercing his pants and scrapping skin. He kicked more aggressively and yanked roughly at his pants, tearing them in the process. Hiei flung his legs around madly and almost hit me in the nose, but I tilted my head out of the way at the last second. I gritted my teeth and yanked his pant legs so hard that I accidentally ripped them straight off his body. I stumbled back a few feet due to the force I had ripped them off with.
Hiei growled at me and my eyes went wide with astonishment, my mouth slightly hung open at the alluring sight. I forgot Hiei didn't wear underwear. And now his unusually large cock was situated on my bed and stood out proudly against the white comforter. Oh no, I thought. I felt a bead of sweat trail from my temple to my jaw and I licked my quivering lips. This was the first time I'd see one, besides my own, since Yusuke had left and now there it was, lying on my bed waiting for me to whip this towel off and pound myself ruthlessly and shamelessly on it.
I closed my eyes and shook my head, trying to release the devious thoughts from my head. I could feel Hiei's ominous stare on me and I opened my eyes, still hazy with slight arousal. Hiei must have sensed my dilemma because his intense expression of anger faded into one of obvious amusement. He snorted and looked humorously at me, a smirk forming on his ample pink lips. I took a few steps back until I collided with the wall. Hiei snickered.
"Damn Kurama, I can't believe that you're behaving in such a manner. Yusuke would be very disappointed." He said disdainfully. I looked down at the floor, ashamed of myself and my actions. Hiei jumped off the bed and went over to me, snatching his torn and battered pants from my hands. He dressed quickly and went back to go sit on my bed. He shook his at me and grinned humorously.
"Yusuke's literally going to have to fuck you back to your senses." He said with a comically undertone.
"Shut-up, Hiei! That's a very rude thing to say." I was greatly offended, even though I knew part of what he said was true.
"Hn, you know it's the truth you horny, hormonal bastard." He said, while closing his eyes. "Now go get me something to eat."
"Whatever." I said heading back into the bathroom. Unfortunately, the water had gone cold in my absence and I had to drain it. The scent still lingered and I whiffed in the sweet aroma. I ran a towel through my slightly wet hair and dried myself off. I could still see Hiei's inert form on the bed as I closed the bathroom door and entered my room. His eyes were closed but he wasn't sleeping. I put on my pajama bottoms, sans boxers, and went downstairs to attend to Hiei's needs.
I opened the fridge and took out the leftovers from today's dinner. Hiei usually liked my mother's cooking, so I heated him up a generous amount of rice and eel. I tapped my fingers while waiting for the food to heat up and I started humming some tune I had heard somewhere, but I couldn't remember what song it was. I continued humming the beat even when the food was done and I was carrying it up to Hiei, who must have smelt it on the way up because he was sitting on the floor, waiting patiently. I don't ever let him or Yusuke eat on the bed, seeing as how they are both careless in that manner.
I placed the food down in front of him still humming the fast paced tune. Hiei looked oddly at me but took the food anyway, muttering an incomprehensible word of 'thanks'. I put my dirty clothes in the laundry basket and went to bed. I pulled the sheets on me and lay on my plush white pillow. It was at this moment that I recognized the song I had been so ardently humming and I felt an overwhelming wave of sadness and emotion. I had to close my eyes to keep from tearing up and I buried my face deep into my pillow.
It was the song "Misery Business" by Paramore, one of Yusuke's favorite songs. He used to bring over his big case of CD's and while my parents were away, we would go in the living room and blast everything in my Step-father's impressive sound system; dancing wildly and singing loudly. But the song he would play at least two times or more would be "Misery Business." As I lay there under my sheets, I thought of him again. I thought of his smile, his hair, his lips, his body and his cock. Oh, I needed him, so very bad.
I imagined my lips around his thick shaft and started to move my lips, pretending it was really there, throbbing and dripping in my mouth. I moaned softly and touched my lips in memory. Yusuke, why aren't you here? Surely he should have been back by now. In anger and frustration, started to pound my fist into my pillow and screamed into my pillow. Another fit was beginning for the second time today, sixth time this week. Pounding my fists, I yelled even louder and kicked my legs into the bed. I popped out of the covers and jumped out of the bed, my fists clenched tight.
I wanted to hit something, or someone. I looked at Hiei who was finishing up his meal. As angry as I was, I wasn't completely blinded by fury enough to make me irrational. I knew that if I punched Hiei, he wouldn't hesitate to punch me back and then some, not matter how good of friends we were. So I settled for punching the wall. With all the force I could must in my right arm, I punched a hand sized hole in the wall; yeah, not one of my finer moments. As soon as I done it, I regretted it. I had punched a hole clean through to the other side and a little gust of air blew in from the hole.
Hiei looked at me and shook his head. "What a dumbass." He stood to leave and headed for the window. He pulled it open and stepped on the windowsill, but before he left, he looked regretfully at me. I turned my head away remorsefully; I didn't need to see that look to know how he felt about how I was handling things.
"Hey, Kurama," he said calmly. I was expecting to hear maybe some words of encouragement or maybe some helpful advice. I should have known better. This was Hiei, not my mother or Kuwabara, who would know what to say at a time like this. But not Hiei.
"Yes Hiei?" I said hopefully.
Hiei smirked at me and raised an eyebrow playfully. "You know there's always masturbation. Try it sometime and maybe you wouldn't be such a bitch." And with that he left.
I gritted my teeth and almost snarled, but I resisted the urge and instead slammed the window shut after him. I covered the hole I had punched with roses so that it would just look like a decoration on the wall, at least from the inside anyway. Stopping over to my bed, I accidentally stepped on Hiei's plate and my foot was sticky with rice and the remains of eel. Irritated, I kicked the plate and wiped my feet of on the rug. I angrily got into bed and wrapped my arms around my pillow, pulling the covers up around me. I fell asleep quickly, hoping that tomorrow would be better, because it definitely couldn't get any worse.
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I woke up hopeful this morning, but when I got out of bed, I stepped right on that damn plate I kicked yesterday and slipped. I landed flat on butt and right on my tailbone. Even for a demon, that shit hurts. I walked painfully downstairs to fix myself some breakfast. Mom didn't cook on the weekends so I was condemned to a bowl of Lucky Charms and since my brother had used the last of the milk, I had to eat it dry.
After "breakfast", I went to go get dressed. I choose a dark blue shirt with my favorite pair dark, skinny leg jeans; they were also Yusuke's favorite as well. "Tight in all the right places" he had said. I was planning on going out later on tonight. Yusuke and I were regular club goers on the weekends and I really hadn't been in awhile, so I thought I'd go check it out by myself; although I'd rather have Yusuke with me. Unfortunately, I still had to do the math problems I had blown off yesterday. I pulled out my Calculus book and began to finish the rest of the equations.
It took me about a good hour to finish the last half, but at least it was out of the way. Now what to do? I'd been asking myself that a lot these days. I could watch TV aimlessly for a few hours, or I could play video games. I sighed and laid my head on the desk. As appealing as those suggestions were, they would be no fun without Yusuke. So instead of doing anything proactive, I decided to do the thing most teenagers do when they're extremely bored. I got in bed and went to sleep.
I don't know how long I slept for, but I did have a nightmare about Karasu. Karasu was another pedophiliac I had encountered in the Dark Tournament some years ago. He was incredibly strong and brutal, plus he was clinically insane. He had wanted to keep my head as trophy or some shit like that. I had succeeded in killing him, but he still haunted me in my dreams from time to time. This time, I dreamed he was my boss at some corporate job and I was on the verge of being fired and the only way I could keep my job was to suck his dick, which I did, effortless. He was moaning and panting above me and with one feral buck of the hips, he came in my mouth.
I shook violently awake and started to gag. The dream had left a bad taste in my mouth and it wasn't going away. So I got up to go brush my teeth and rinse my mouth of the invisible semen that was dripping down my throat. Well I couldn't possibly go to sleep now, so after I purged myself of Karasu's foul taste, I went downstairs to see what the other people in the house were up to. My kid brother, Shuuichi, was sitting on the couch watching the flat screen TV in the family room and I plopped down next to him. He was watching some dumb variety show that I didn't care too much for. We sat there in silence for awhile until I couldn't take this shit anymore.
"Where's mom." I said plainly.
"I don't know, she went somewhere with dad." He said uninterested. I slouched on the futon and sighed heavily.
"Damn I'm bored." I said aloud.
Shuuichi rolled his eyes at me and started to flip through the channels. "Why are you bothering me?" He said annoyed. "Go fuck with someone else."
I roughly kicked him off the futon for his abrasive language. He was only eleven and shouldn't be using such profane words. He stood up and glared at me with as much intensity a 5th grader could muster.
"Why did you do that, jerk?" He yelled at me with his high pitched girlish voice. His cheeks were growing red with anger and his tiny fists were clenched and shaking. Ignored him and grabbed for the remote, which Shuuichi did too. Of course with my superior speed I grabbed it first and he growled and stamped his little foot. I couldn't care less.
"Give it back!"He yelled infuriated. I yawned and continued to flip through channels, completely ignoring him. He screamed, and with all the force he could gather, he came charging at me, diving for the remote. I easily stopped him with my foot, keep him away from me and the remote as he tried to grab for it. "Stop it asshole, and give it back." I gave him soft kick of my foot and he fell back a few feet. He didn't give any effort to get up, so I assumed he had given up. I had finally found and show that I had wanted to watch, but then I heard him sobbing on the floor. I sighed regretfully and feeling sorry for the kid, I turned off the TV and knelt down next to him.
"Shuuichi," I said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I heard him sniff and he rolled into a ball to block me out. I hadn't much experience with kids, but I knew what would cheer him up. It always made Yusuke feel better, so I asked him.
"Do you want to go to the arcade, Shuuichi?"
He bolted up quickly at that and almost collided with me. Tears ceased to fall from his light brown eyes. He smiled at me and nodded his head. "I'll go and get my jacket!" He said dashing for the coat closet. I went into the kitchen to get my mom's car keys and left a quick note telling her where we were.
"Ready!" He said happily, bouncing up at the door. "Come on, come on, let's go." He said rushing out the door. I followed pursuit of him and locked the door behind me.
It was about a thirty minute ride to the arcade and Shuuichi was bouncing up and down the whole way. I guess the kid didn't get out much. I remember he went once with Yusuke and I, and we had a blast. Of course Yusuke had been there, but now it was just me and Shuuichi. We soon arrived and the first thing Shuuichi wanted to do was play me in a racing game. I let him beat me a few times before we moved on to other games. A few of Shuuichi's classmates wanted to join us and I reluctantly let them. I could tell they were fascinated with me and I could over hear them whispering to my brother.
'Is he really a guy?' one asked. 'He's so pretty, are you sure?' another questioned. 'Is he taken?' a little girl asked winking at me. I smiled cordially at her and wished she would leave me alone.
We spent the whole afternoon there and it was kind of fun. I still wanted my Yusuke but, I would have to make due for now. We won an ample amount of tickets and traded then in for some candy and a toy car. I decided to drop Shuuichi off and just head straight for the club.
"Thanks Shuichi!" he yelled exiting the car.
"Yeah, no problem. You just watch that mouth of yours alright?" I said scornfully.
"Okay."
I watched him enter the house before I drove off. Which club do I want to go to? I thought. Yusuke loved going to Club Vengeance, which was more of a rock/ heavy metal type atmosphere, while I preferred Club Sweets, a techno hotspot. But we could always agree on Club Osiris. They played the most recent American and Japanese pop music. I decided to go to Sweets though; the other two would make me depressed without him being there.
I had a valet park my car since I absolutely hated finding parking spaces in the crowd lot. I could hear the music from outside and the fast pace, upbeat rhythm made me smile a bit. Although I was technically under aged, being 17 as I was, I was deemed hot enough to go in as usual. Sometimes, Yusuke and I would have trouble getting into some places, but with one glare from his intense eyes and we were all set.
It was relatively packed, but not over crowded as Osiris sometimes tended to be. I walked over to the brightly lit blue and pink bar area and took a seat in the far corner. Not because I was uncomfortable, but because I had a tendency to attract a lot of people, of both sexes and I just wanted to chill tonight. I ordered a shot of Vodka and orange juice, and gulped it down appreciatively. It burned pleasantly going down and I could feel the heat of the drink deep within my belly. I ordered another one in a larger quantity and sipped at it listlessly.
I turned my stool around to face the crowd of people dancing on the blue and pink neon dance floor. I was thinking about asking someone to dance but decided against it. Yusuke and I would sometimes scope out the crowd for the hottest guys and ask them to dance with us. Not because we didn't want to dance with each other, but it was fun asking a straight guy to dance with me and watching his reaction when he started to become aroused from dancing with a man.
I felt someone starring intensely at me and singled them out in the crowd to see who they were. A man in his late twenties, tall and sharply dressed in a dark blue navy suit. A little out of place for a club scene, I thought. But what made him stand out more was his pale blond hair and bright green eyes, not very common features here in Japan. He slithered through the crowd swiftly and crossed the dance floor. He was coming over to me.
I wasn't one to tease, but I thought I give this guy a run for his money. For some reason, attracted a lot of older men and I thought he just another pervert who wanted to get a quick fuck from an adolescent pretty boy. He took a seat next to me and ordered the same drink I had. I looked up at him and saw that he was indeed gorgeous, regardless of what his objective was. His eyes were almost the same color as mine, and they shone brightly from underneath his thick blond lashes. His nose was long and elegant and he had a wide generous mouth. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to him.
He didn't speak to me but, I was for sure it was him who had been staring at me. He downed his drink and sighed once he finished it. I looked at my own now empty drink and ordered a third one, my last one of the night. It was a school night after all and I had to drive home. Once the bartender delivered my drink, I reached to grab it when suddenly, an elegant pale hand laid gently on mine, stopping me. I turned to see that it was the blond man who had halted me and I instinctively yanked my hand away from his. He smirked at me and I glared fiercely at him.
"Aren't you a little young to be drinking?" He said derisively. He spoke with a foreign accent, but his Japanese was relatively good.
I ignored him and grabbed my drink again. I drank it down slowly, and just for kicks, I wrapped by tongue around a cube of ice and pulled it into my mouth. I could see him staring intently at me and I pulled the sopping cube out of my mouth and held it in my fingers. He gulped and stared down at me, licking his lips. I turned away from him, but my profile was definitely visible in the bright neon lights. I took the ice to my lips and twirled it around my tongue, bouncing it playfully on the tip of my tongue when the blond man unexpectedly snatched it from between my lips. I could have avoided him if I wanted to, but I wanted to see what he was planning on doing.
He took my piece of ice that I had just suckled and licked on, and placed it onto his closed lips, coating his generous mouth with the melting water. I kept my expression seemingly uninterested, but I was indeed very interested in what he was doing. He pushed the rest of the ice cube in to his mouth and he sucked on the end of his index finger. Pulling his wet finger from his mouth, he did something I didn't expect. He put his slick finger to my lips and coated them lightly with his saliva. I wanted to be disgusted with this man, I really wanted to, but I was so turned on that I couldn't be.
I wiped his saliva off with my hand and wiped it on his shirt, leaving wet stains on his suit jacket. He smiled at this scooted his chair closer to mine's. This guy obviously knew that I was under aged, and I don't think he really cared at the moment, but I did. I had a boyfriend and I didn't think he'd appreciate it if I continued to lead this guy on. He touched my inner thigh discreetly and I moved it away. This seemed to bother him and he roughly grabbed my leg. I shot him a warning look.
"Well aren't you something," he said playfully. "Back home, our young men aren't nearly as promiscuous as you are, or as striking."
Flattering will get you nowhere, I thought. But I was listening anyway, despite my better judgment. Though I was curious know where he was from. He definitely had a European accent, but I couldn't exactly place a country with the accent.
"Are you here alone?" He asked interested. I hadn't spoken a word to him and I planned on keeping it the way. I grabbed my drink that contained water of melted ice and took a sip.
"I suppose you are." He said answering his own question. Honestly, I wished he'd take a hint and leave me alone. "So how old are you? My guess would be about sixteen, still in high school."
Oh, very perceptive, I thought sarcastically. I highly doubt my age would deter him from his goal anyway. His hand was still on my leg and I pushed his hand off it, but he but it back on and gave it a good squeeze. When Yusuke did that, it usually made me laugh and this time was no difference. I put my hand over my mouth quickly to stifle a giggle. Blondy smiled madly at this and took this chance to move his hand further up my thigh and onto my private area. I gasped in response and my eyes went wide. He tightened his grip and his hand started to move up and down.
I was utterly shocked, I'd never been molested by a stranger before and for some reason my normally cool demeanor was subsiding. I grabbed at his hand, but he just increased his pace on my covered sensitive area. Since we were situated in the corner on the bar, no one could see what he was doing to me. My body was shaking and I found it very hard to think with his hand on my genitals. He leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear.
"So beautiful." He said huskily, before he released his hand.
I was very angry and before I realized it, I had slapped him hard in the face. He cocked his head and stared right into my heated eyes. Oddly, he smiled at me and licked his lips. I rolled my eyes at him and got up to leave. This had to stop and I'd be damned if I let it continue. As I paid my bill and readied myself to go, blondy grabbed my arm. His face was plain, but I saw something in his eyes that I found unsettling, I just couldn't put my finger on it though.
"Can I see you again?" He said boldly.
The nerve of him! Less than a minute ago he was feeling up on me and he had the audacity to ask to see me again. I released myself from his grasp and walked away, before I did something I knew I would regret. I could feel his heated stare beaming on my back as I exited. Fucking pervert, I thought. It wasn't the first time I'd ever been hit on by an older guy, but it was definitely the first time one had been bold enough to feel up on me.
I told the valet to retrieve my car and I waited patiently for him to return. I really wanted to go home, sleep and forget about this incident. My car finally arrived and I tipped the valet. Just as I was about to get into my car, I felt the blond man's eyes on me again. I didn't acknowledge his presence and I drove away quickly.
As much as I tried to deny it, I had felt a really ominous feeling when I had first met that guy and somehow I knew I wasn't totally rid of this man, but I don't know when I'd ever see him again, hopefully never. I tried to concentrate on the road, but my mind kept drifting, and so did the car. I just couldn't believe that I had been molested only a few minutes ago, and by a complete stranger! It took all the control I had to not strangle the man with my vines, but he wasn't worth going to Spirit World Prison for it.
I arrived home at around ten and the house was quiet. But I could sense my stepfather in the living room, sitting casually in the dark. What the hell was he doing up? He and my mother usually went to bed early on Sunday's and I was curious as to why he was still up, but I didn't want to talk to him. My stepfather and I didn't really get along, but we kept up a façade for the sake of my mother. He was always very suspicious of me, always questioning my whereabouts, who I was with and what I was doing. Quite frankly I didn't think it was any of his business. I tried to walk hurriedly past him, but he spoke too soon.
"Shuichi!" He yelled, from across the room.
I stopped where I was and turned to him in the dark. "What?" I said agitated.
"Where were you?" He said seriously.
"I was at a club." I said truthfully. My mother knew I went out on the weekends and I always came home early on Sunday nights. I mean, it was only ten o'clock.
"Did you ask permission to go?"
"No, I don't need permission, but thank you for asking." I said sarcastically. I must have made him mad because he rose from his chair and cross the room with astounding agility for a man of his age.
"Don't you talk back to me, boy! I'm not your mother and you will not disrespect me that way!" he yelled, a few inches from my face. Even though I was about 5'10", my stepfather was nearly 6'5" and he beamed down at me. I didn't want to deal with this now, and turned to leave.
"I'm still talking to you!" I stopped where I was but I didn't face him. He moved closer to me and then suddenly took a step back.
"Have you been drinking?" he said mortified and disgusted. "You're too damn young to be drinking!"
I rolled my eyes and this time I did ignore him and go upstairs. He yelled at me from downstairs but, I didn't care to listen. I slammed my door and locked it behind me. Sighing, I took off my slippers and crashed on the bed. I wasn't worried about taking a shower that could be done in the morning. I didn't bother changing my clothes and I pulled the covers over me, it was a little chilly in the room. I immediately began dosing off as soon as my head hit the pillow, but then I noticed that my cell phone was blinking, voicemail. In my rush to take Shuuichi to the arcade, I had forgotten to take it with me.
Reluctantly, I sat up and reached for the phone. I yawned and pressed it against my ear, hitting the play messages button. 'You have one new message' the machine said, and I pressed button 2 to hear it. At first I didn't hear anything and I thought maybe it was a prank call, but just as I was about to hang up I heard something. I pressed it quickly against my ear.
"Hey baby, I'll be home tomorrow. Promise." His voice was deep, mature and husky.
I almost cried when I heard him. My heart was beating fast and my palms were becoming sweaty. I couldn't believe it, but I knew it had to be him, I'd know my Yusuke's voice anywhere and he had said it. He would really be here, tomorrow. He was coming home. My baby was finally coming home to me.
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