Xana: Hey everyone! *waves excitedly* I'm here with Youji! And an update!
Youji: It's about damn time too.
Xana: Hey! I was busy preparing for my Confirmation, alright!
Youji: *rolls eyes* whatever.
Xana: *sticks tongue out* Anywhooo, I pulled an all nighter to finish up this chapter, because…ya know, I was visited by Wordless Whisper's Army of Pink Bunnies of Doom…*shudders* let's just say those furry little bastard's don't like carrots.
Youji: It was…creepy.
Xana: I know! Anyways, to answer PRIDEtheARROGANT's question. Chyah! He totally can, Dood! (I stole your word, by the way)
Youji: 'Ey! Let's get on with this, Xana!
Xana: Yeesh, impatient! Gawd…Okay! Big thanks to BabyLovexAngel (whoever you REALLY are XD), Aqua Explosion, Wordless Whisper, Blue-Water-Lily-of-the-Moon, klagana1, PRIDEtheARROGANT, FunkyFoxxxy-chan, CoffeeADDictedKitty, theOneWhoCounts, Keira-sama, xxxMatryoshikaxxx, ButterflyMarquiS, Honey Leo, HuntedWoodsCircus, The Colourful Syndrome, FanaticPhobia-chan, 0Music0O0Life0, and ParanoiaMakesMeSMILE (your name makes me smile!). And to everyone who fav/alerted. You guys are just amazing!
Youji: It would be more amazing if we continued on, Xana.
Xana: Dear lord, hold your horses! Ahem, so…I'm doing it. I'm totally going to do it. I'm dedicating this chapter to theOneWhoCounts. You'll see why. Now, disclaimer!
Youji: My god, finally. Xana doesn't own Loveless. But she owns the plot bunnies that created it *looks up from script* Really? Plot bunnies?
Xana: WAHAHAHAHHAHAHA Plot bunnies! So, guess what readers! I finally got one….I have a beta! Waaahh! *hearts* Thanks to my new beta 0-Panduhmonium-0. You are great, you really are! Now...on with the chapter!
Youji: About damn time!
Chapter 4- Perverted Angel
Vibrant green eyes cracked open slowly, sunlight glaring through his curtains harshly. He could hear birds chirping loudly outside his window, as well as the sound of a passing car. Letting out a breath of annoyance, he shut his eyes tightly, trying to ignore the light that was still ever clear, even through his eyelids.
Groaning, Natsuo rolled over onto his stomach, face buried firmly in his pillow, determined to catch a few more minutes of sleep. Hey, it was Saturday morning. He was allowed to sleep in, okay!
Sighing contently, he was slowly drifting back to sleep before he suddenly realized something wet and foul smelling was touching his cheek. Eyes snapping open, he eyed a rather large puddle of what he could only assume was drool, rest on his pillow.
'What the he-' his eyes suddenly widened as flashbacks of a long, slimy tongue and piercing red eyes filled his memory.
Letting out a startled cry, Natsuo jerked back from the fluffy cushion, falling off his bed backwards, and crashing to the ground with a loud thud, landing on his shoulders. He let out quick pants as his heart thudded loudly, his legs bent oddly in the air.
"It wasn't a dream?" He screamed loudly, body turning cold. Silence seemed to answer back, giving him a feeling of impending doom.
Body collapsing, he slowly rolled over onto his hands and knees before peering over the edge of his mattress, eyes scanning the room for that freakish creature that had nearly violated him with it's tongue the night before.
"Wait a minute…" he mumbled to himself, crawling back onto the bed, fixing himself into a sitting position in front of his wet pillow. "Maybe I drooled…I do tend to do that sometimes…."
Hesitantly picking up the pillow, he leaned in and sniffed the wet spot before pulling away fast while gagging. Damn, did that stink or what! Scrunching up his nose, he breathed against his hand before taking a whiff. Nope, he sure didn't stink like that.
"Oh come on!" he yelled at his wall, "There is no way that was real!" he tried convincing himself.
Standing up, he quickly pushed the dream from his mind, stretching his body till his bones popped, causing him to let out a sigh. Intent on taking a long hot shower, Natsuo took a step towards the door opposite his bed, before stopping as something soft brushed against his foot.
Looking down, his eyebrows shot up his forehead as he saw shimmering, black feathers littering his floor. Frowning, he bent down and picked one up. Turning it over, he examined the fine, soft strands before something clicked in his mind.
He tensed as a lavender eyes flashed before his eyes, and his quickly looked around him before swallowing. Lavender eyes….teal hair…predatory smirk.
"Youji…" the name tumbled from his lips automatically, and he felt the temperature in the room slowly drop as a calming, gentle feeling filled him.
"You called, love?" came a velvety voice, cold, hard arms encircling his waist, trapping him against an equally cold (and shirtless) chest.
"UWAAAAAAH!" Natsuo screamed, ripping himself from the embrace, whirling around to face a smirking male.
"YOU!"
"Me?"
"Yes! You! What the hell are you doing here? You were suppose to be a dream! Nothing else!" the hyper active teen yelled, pointing rudely at the teal haired boy.
"That was rather harsh. It sort of hurt to hear you say that."
"That's a load of horse poop!"
Slender eyebrows rose in amusement. "Horse poop?"
Natsuo answered with a loud snarl. "Why are you here!"
Youji frowned at the harsh, rude tone directed at him, his face slowly becoming emotionless and blank. "You called my name." He deadpanned.
"That's not what I meant! Why the hell are you here! On Earth! Bugging me!"
The fallen angel sighed, leaning against the wall as he let his eyes run over the obviously distressed red head. "I already told you why. I'm a fallen angel. I was exiled from Heaven. I'm here 'bugging you' as you say, because you are my soul mate."
Natsuo bristled, a loud hiss escaping his lips. It reminded Youji of a pissed off cat. "I don't believe that."
"I already proved that I was an angel-"
"No, I meant the soul mate part. I don't believe that."
"Why not!" Youji demanded.
"Don't know. Just a feeling." Natsuo replied, seeming to calm down a bit. Youji glared at the human, obviously displeased.
"Just a feeling? Don't give me that bullshit!"
" 'Ey! Don't you swear at me!" Natsuo snapped. Youji's lips immediately shut, a low growl rumbling in his chest.
Ignoring the growling angel, Natsuo began to rummage through his dresser drawers, pulling out random articles of clothing for the day. Turning around, he narrowed his eyes at the silent male in front of him.
"Turn around!" and before he knew it, Youji stiffly turned, back facing him.
The young Sagan was a little taken aback at how obedient the exiled angel was being. Shrugging it off, he began to strip as he gathered his outfit. "I'll be taking a shower now. I suggest you stay here and not spy on me!"
Quickly scurrying off to the bathroom, Natsuo closed the door and sighed loudly. He couldn't believe he was already accepting this crazy situation. Fallen Angels? Ha! He usually would have laughed at the mere idea, but then again Youji had proven to him that he was being honest.
Shaking his head, he prepared for his shower, thoughts still on Youji as he stepped underneath the hot spray. He couldn't help the blissful groan that escaped his lips as his muscles began to relax under the heated water.
To say he was enjoying this moment would be an understatement. He needed this, a moment to relax and let all the crazy events just wash away. He tilted his head back, eyes shut as the water continues to pour down on him, water running down his body in rivulets.
This was such a wonderful moment.
"If a hot shower can make such an amazing expression of your face, I can only image what kind of expression I can make." Youji chuckled.
Moment ruined.
"I still don't see why you had to punch me! And in the face of all places! Why not a knee to the stomach? Or a kick to the shin? Hell, I'd even go for the balls!" Youji exclaimed, an icepack pressed firmly against his cheek.
Natsuo glanced at the furious man behind him before shrugging, opting to butter his toast before spreading an equal amount of jam over the toasted bread. "I told you not to spy on me. I mean, really, it's your own fault. You listened when I told you not to swear at me or when I told you to turn around."
Turning back to face Youji, he gave him a curious look as he picked up a slice of toast. "Why didn't you listen when I told you not to spy?"
Youji scoffed, looking away from the beautiful teen. "You didn't exactly order me to not spy. You said, and I quote: 'I'll be taking a shower now. I suggest you stay here and not spy on me'. You never directly told me to stay in the room."
Natsuo gaped at him, toast inches from his mouth. "What the hell kind of a difference does that even make!"
The teal haired angel set a furious glare on the teen. "Because you didn't order me to!"
"So what! It was implied!"
"That doesn't mean anything!" Youji yelled, slamming his hand down onto the surface of the island that separated him from the green eyed human. "Unless you directly order me, I don't have to obey shit that you say!"
Natsuo, stunned at Youji's sudden outburst, just sat in silence, staring at the taller male across from him. Youji sighed in exasperation, slowly pressing the icepack against his cheek once more. Natsuo stared down at his plate, uncomfortable at the silence.
"Why would you even have to obey any command I give you? It's not like I'm your Master, you know."
"In a way you are," Youji grumbled, "I'm your guardian angel, I must obey you."
Natsuo gave him a look. "You can't be my guardian angel if you were banned from Heaven."
"Fine! I was your guardian angel. Better?" Youji snapped, annoyance evident on his face.
"Hey! Don't get pissy with me just because I don't know anything, okay! And if you were my guardian angel, then you shouldn't have to listen to me anymore!"
"Not true. Every human is assigned one guardian angel and only one. You are the only reason for my existence. I must obey your commands."
Natsuo gave a small snort. "Well that sucks for you. I'm not much of a reason for anything. And I'm not too good with ordering people around."
Youji shrugged, adjust the icepack on his face. "I don't care. You are stuck with me. And never say you aren't a reason for anything. You are more important and special than you think."
At his words, Natsuo found himself blushing furiously. Did Youji really see him that way? The only reason to continue watching over him? It made him feel…needed. It felt nice…even if the guy was slightly perverted.
"Well…thank you…" Natsuo mumbled, looking away as he quickly bite into his toast.
Youji watched him, a smile spreading across his face. "You're welcome."
Before he could say anything back, Natsuo jumped five feet in the air as his mother swept into the room. "Good morning, honey. Who were you talking to?"
"I-I…er…no one! Just-Just thinking out loud!" he stammered, eyes snapping from his mother to Youji, who had taken an interest in watching his mother move about the kitchen, preparing coffee and breakfast.
"Ah, I see. How are you feeling this morning?" Hazel eyes locked onto his green ones.
Natsuo gave a thumbs up, a giant grin gracing his face. "I am A-Okay!"
"Wonderful! I think you have just been stressed. Too many video games." Sagan Aimi playfully scolded, making her way over to her son to lightly poke his nose.
Natsuo laughed. "Yeah, I think I will lay off them for a while." He glanced at Youji, who had yet to move. He vaguely wondered how his mother didn't notice an ice pack floating in mid air.
Lost in his musings, he gave a yelp as he suddenly realized his shirt had been yanked over his head, leaving him shirtless. "Mom! What are you doing!"
Aimi tsked at her son, shaking a disapproving finger at him. "You have butter and jam all over your shirt!" she rubbed at the red spots before sighing. "It will be difficult to get this out, but I'm sure I can manage. You need to be more careful."
Natsuo placed his hands on his slender hips, letting out a loud huff. He suddenly got the feeling he was being watched, and he looked over at Youji, only to see the fallen angel leering at him, pleased with the sight of his bare chest.
Hissing, he considered going off on the invisible male before his father suddenly entered, making him hold his tongue. "Good morning Aimi, Natsuo. It's pretty nice today, isn't it? A wonderful beginning of the day."
Natsuo watched in horror as his father then sat on, that's right, sat on Youji. Lavender eyes widened before he suddenly poofed into thin air, a loud snarl echoing in Natsuo's mind.
'I'm going to punish you for this!'
Natsuo's jaw dropped open. "BUT I DIDN'T EVEN DO IT!" he screamed loudly, before quickly slapping a hand over his mouth, eyes darting towards his parents.
His father gave him a long stare before sighing, his hand reaching up to ruffle his teal colored locks.
Natsuo felt his eyebrow twitch, just noticing how his father's hair was so similar to Youji's. He quickly shook the thought away as his father began to speak.
"Please don't tell me your Yu-Gi-Oh! Cards are talking to you again."
"Hey! In my defense, I was freakin nine years old when I told you that! And I don't even play with Yu-Gi-Oh! Cards anymore!" Natsuo huffed.
Aimi slowly shook her head, red hair brushing against her cheek at the motion. "Yasu, I think he needs to take his meds again."
Natsuo whined loudly, stomping his foot childishly. "I don't need pills! I'm perfectly normal!"
His parents gave him the 'you're-kidding-me-right?' look, causing him to hang his head in defeat. "My own parents, plotting to drug and/or possibly murder me later."
Sagan Yasu gave a cheery laugh, reaching over and ruffling his son's hair. "Natsuo, you act like it's the end of the world. It's just Focalin."
The red headed teen huffed loudly. "You're only saying that because you don't have to take it! That stuff makes me zone out!"
His mother set down a mug of coffee for her husband before turning to her son. "That's why we only give it to you when your ADHD acts up. You don't always have to take it."
Natsuo pouted, his lower lip trembling slightly. "Please? I don't need it, I promise!" he begged, giving his mother the puppy dog eyes.
"Well…." she glanced over at her husband, Natsuo immediately doing the same.
His bright green eyes locked onto exact replicas, father and son staring each other down. With a sigh, Yasu lifted his mug of coffee to his lips. "Fine, just don't yell at imaginary people anymore." he mumbled into his cup.
"YOSH!" Natsuo cried out, punching the air happily. "Well I'm going to go put a shirt on! I'm meeting Ritsuka and Yayoi later on!" he ran up the stairs, ignoring his mothers shouts at him to come back and eat a real breakfast.
Kicking his door open, he was too caught up in his happy moment to notice the annoyed angel standing in front of him, and ran smack into a solid, bare chest. With a squeak, Natsuo landed flat on his ass.
"Ow!" Looking up, he glared at the teal haired man standing over him. "Hey! What the hell!"
"Don't you what the hell me! I just got sat on by 'Daddy Dearest'." He snarled.
Natsuo stood up, glaring at Youji as he got up in his face. "How the hell is that my fault!"
"It's your fault because you're related to him!"
The teen squeaked loudly. "That doesn't even make sense!"
Youji smirked, leaning forward so that their faces were a mere inch apart. "Not my problem."
And then Natsuo snapped.
"I KEEL YOU DEAD!" Natsuo screamed, throwing himself at the taller male, successfully knocking them over as he attempted to strangle the man.
Youji smirked as he successfully flipped them over, pinning the struggling ginger under him as he leaned over the male.
"I win. Oh, and by the way, you can't kill an angel, moron."
"Hey! I'm no moron! And you aren't an angel! You're more like a…a…demon! You have no shame!"
Youji gave him a confused look. "What?"
"Yeah, don't you think I didn't see you checking me out in the kitchen, you perv! Or when you were peeping on me in the shower! Yeah! You're a perv, ya perv!" Natsuo screeched.
The fallen angel stared at him in silence before letting out a low chuckle. "You never cease to amuse me, little human."
"And you never cease to annoy me, little fallen angel!" Natsuo snapped back, frustrated at the fact that he couldn't get the older teen off of him.
Youji smirked as he lowered his face so that their noses barely touched. "You want up, yes?"
Green eyes narrowed in anger. "Yes."
"Fine, I'll let you up-"
"Thank you-"
"-if you kiss me."
"EH? Have you lost your damn mind? Hit your head too hard when God kicked your ass off your fluffy little cloud?" Natsuo demanded, once again struggling under the other's body.
"I must have, if I'm seriously still sticking by your side." Youji replied, waiting patiently for the red head to wear himself out again.
The young Sagan simply glared up at him. "If I'm so horrible to stick with, then just go!"
"Now why in the world would I do that? Life would be so boring if I did. Now, you want up or what?"
Natsuo turned his head to the side, glaring at the wall. Was Youji serious? A kiss? Why the hell did he want a kiss! Glancing up from the corner of his eye, he could see the teal haired angel watch him in anticipation.
'He really is serious. Jeez, he even looks excited about it. He must be desperate…'
Sighing, Natsuo turned his head back towards Youji. "Fine. But just a peck!"
Smirking in satisfaction, Youji gave a nod. "That's good enough for me."
Moving himself off the smaller teen, Youji sat in front of Natsuo before pulling the hyperactive red head onto his lap, ignoring the squawk of protest. Letting a devious smirk grace his pale lips, he eyed the beautiful human in front of him.
"Well? I'm waiting…"
Natsuo felt his face warm up from a blush as he squirmed shyly in the angel's lap. He couldn't believe this! His first kiss was going to a being that only he could see! Did that even count as a first kiss?
"Yeah yeah, keep your pants on!"
"Do you prefer them off?" the perverted angel asked, his smirk widening.
"Sh-Shut up or no kiss for you!" Natsuo snapped, blush darkening.
Youji kept his mouth shut as he silently watched the human raise his hands, gently placing them on the back of his head. His breathe caught as Natsuo leaned in, eyes closing as his lips came ever closer to his ever so slowly. Swallowing, Youji slowly licked his now dry lips as he quickly leaned in, closing the distance and pressing his lips to plump, pink ones.
And stars exploded around the two as a tingling sensation of electricity shot through their bodies as Youji wrapped his arms tightly around a slim waist, tugging the read head flush against his chest, one hand running up Natsuo's bare back.
He couldn't believe it, Natsuo had actually agreed to kiss him, and he pulled through! He could feel the excitement build in him as he held the teen possessively against him, praying to anything and everything that this moment not end, instead last for eternity.
Kissing Natsuo gave him the feeling of being whole. He'd felt empty, as if part of him had been missing the day he fell from heaven. He hadn't liked that at all, it felt horrible…it had actually hurt. It made him feel as if God didn't love him.
But this, right now, left him with no regrets. He was glad that he had been banned, he didn't regret it. Because now he was with Natsuo, and kissing him! Nothing could possible make this any better-
Wait…did Natsuo just tug at his hair while moaning? Okay, he lied. Now nothing could make this any better.
Natsuo felt as if he were falling into an abyss of fiery passion, a sweet fuzziness filling him as he tangled his fingers into long, silky teal locks. He felt a pleasurable shudder rack his body as Youji's hand ran up his bare back. He loved it…that touch.
He couldn't help the soft moan escape his lips as Youji repeatedly tugged his body against his, their bare chests pressing against each other. At one point, their hips had pressed against each other harshly, causing the red head to tug at the angel's hair as the pleasure doubled in his body.
It was amazing, this indescribable feeling as their lips continued to mesh together, Youji's tongue swiping his bottom lip. His lips parted, allowing the lavender eyed man's tongue to snake into his mouth, exploring every inch of the hot, moist cave.
Natsuo groaned loudly, a wonderful, pleasurable ache filling him as he gladly let his tongue play with Youji's. He didn't want this moment to end. It simply couldn't.
And before he knew it, Natsuo had been pinned to the ground, Youji leaning over him as he broke apart, both panting heavily for much needed air. The young Sagan teen could feel his world spin around him as his mind remained hazy from the intense kiss.
The angel stared down at him, a rather disturbing grin pulling at his lips. "You know, I lied. I won't let you get up"
Green eyes snapped towards Lavender. "Y-You promised! I have to meet with my friends in half an hour!"
Youji chuckled, lowering his head to nuzzle the enraged human. He let out a soft purr as he nipped at an earlobe. "I don't care."
"You BASTARD!"
"Kio, you jerk! When I say enough, it means enough!" Yayoi cried out, arms flailing as he tried to jump out of his boyfriend's lap. He received a loud laugh as arms encircled his waist.
"What is so wrong about me trying to cuddle with my adorable little boyfriend? Honestly, I think we switched places. I should be the one trying to get away while you whine about wanting to cuddle." Kio teased, pulling his younger boyfriend back into his lap.
Yayoi eyed the tall blonde as he was tucked back into a broad chest, before smiling slightly. "You do know I will be ditching you for my friends, right?"
"Yeah, that's why I'm squeezing in as much time as I can with you."
The blue eyed high school student blushed furiously, wrapping his arms around the man's neck. "Okay, what do you want?"
Kio laughed, arms wrapped around his boyfriend's slim waist. "I think you already know…"
The small Shioiri squeaked as his ass was groped. "Kio! I have to leave in like, twenty minutes! We don't have time! And you'll just make it hard on me because I won't be able to walk right!"
"Oh, come on. I'll give you a ride!"
"That's not the point!" Yayoi exclaimed, once again trying to break free from his lover's embrace.
"Of course it is! Come on, ten minutes! That's all I ask!" Kio begged, hands slipping under Yayoi's shirt, running along his stomach and chest.
The small brunette froze, sitting still under the touch. My god, did Kio sure know how to touch him in just the right places.
"Please?" the older male whispered, one hand slipping underneath the teen's pants.
Yayoi's breathe hitched as he felt himself slowly melt into the touch. He hated it when his boyfriend could make him give in, just because he could make him feel good. Well, better than that. He felt fantastic.
Groaning, Yayoi nodded. "O-Okay, I give. But you-"
"HUZAH!" Kio exclaimed happily, throwing the teen onto his back before pouncing.
"WAAAAAH! K-Kio!"
Xana: Hurr hurr...I threw in a little KioYayoi moment*cheshire grin* I think they will be the most...ah..."active" couple in here...until Natsuo gives in to Youji, anyways. MUAHAHAHAHA!
Natsuo: EH!
Youji: *predatory smirk* Hehehe...
Xana: Oh, and a fun fact about this story. The part about Natsuo having ADHD and his Yu-Gi-Oh! Cards talking to him, actually happened in real life! My little brother has ADHD, and because he was on Focalin a few years back, the doctor had told my mom that a few of the side effects were loss of appetite, spacing out, and believe it or not, hearing voices. And he had actually told my parents his cards talked to him! It was hilarious!
Natsuo: It's not when you make me do the same!
Youji: *chuckles*
Xana: Yeah, yeah *rolls eyes* Please review! I really do love them, they always brighten my day and give me a laugh! Just because you guys are awesome and you all have such great sense of humor! This is Xana-
Youji: And Youji.
Natsuo: And Natsuo! Huzah!
Xana: -and we are out, peeps!
~* XanaSentiya *~