Xana: Waaaaah, over a month and I barely updated. I am horrible!
Ritsuka: Tsk tsk, there is no excuse for you not updating.
Xana: Well…besides the fact that I moved. Does that count? *is hopeful*
Ritsuka: No.
Xana: *hangs head in shameful defeat* damn. *perks up* well, at least I updated now then later! So, I would like to thank blondebrat2006, Soubei, SourPeanutz, yuranda, klagana1, kokoro2089, CrapXhead, and licohriqxe for reviewing! *glomps you all*
Ritsuka: and to everyone that favorited/alerted this story as well.
Xana: Yeah, yeah! I'll try to update sooner than I already am. Just…you know…stuff goes on….DISCLAIMER PLEASE!
Ritsuka: Xana does not own Loveless. She is also pathetically beta-less. Ignore all mistakes in this chapter.
Xana: You are so mean, Ritsuka…*tear*
"Aahnn…Soubi!"
Soft mewls and harsh pants filled the dark, quiet room as two bodies meshed into one, moving intimately together in slow, sensual movements. A small, raven haired teen was trapped under a tall, blonde haired man, thin wrists pinned to the bed by the older male.
"Ritsuka…" Soubi breathed softly, bending down to kiss the younger's neck. "I've missed you so much…" He mumbled softly, brushing his lips down to a thin shoulder.
"Mmmhhh…I-I missed you to-Aaah!" Ritsuka cried out softly, back arching off the sheets as Soubi bit his shoulder before slowly running his tongue over the spot in an apologetic manner.
"Still so vocal with you, hmm?" The older blonde teased, hands abandoning the small wrists in favor of running down the small, slim body beneath him. He simply loved Ritsuka's body.
"Stop…t-teasing me!" Ritsuka groaned, body writhing in pleasure at the intimate touches he was receiving.
"Impatient, are we?"
"F-Fuck you, Soubi!"
"No, it will be I who fucks you, Ritsuka." Soubi husked out, voice sending chills down the young Aoyagi's spine. Ritsuka let out a low hiss.
"Then do it already!"
Soubi obeyed, slamming into the smaller body beneath him, inwardly smirking at the cry that bounced off the walls.
"You…You bastard!" Ritsuka exclaimed, pain evident in his voice. "A-Asshole!"
"You told me to do it…" Soubi replied, rather smugly.
"F-Four years, Soubi! Four…d-damn years! And you ruin th…the moment like this…" Ritsuka ground out, eyes scrunched shut as he tried to relax his body.
Soubi didn't answer, too distracted by the tight heat that currently surrounded his throbbing organ. Gripping the smaller male's thigh, he tugged the slim body closer to his own.
Ritsuka blindly reached up and gripped silky, blonde locks. "Soubi…" he mewled softly.
Taking that as the okay to go, he slowly pulled his hips back. "You sure you're ready for this?"
"Y-Yes." Ritsuka answered, before crying out as Soubi's hips snapped forward, once more sheathing himself inside the smaller body beneath him.
"Shit…" Soubi breathed out, pace slow and gentle.
The young Aoyagi bit his bottom lip as a pleasurable tingle rushed through his body, a soft groan reaching Soubi's ear. Nuzzling his face into Ritsuka's neck, he placed his hand on the back of the small raven's thigh, pushing his leg up as he slid deeper into the tight warmth.
"Ritsuka…" Soubi murmured, lips ghosting over soft skin, hips thrusting forward in slow, sensual movements.
Ritsuka felt his breathe leave him, body overwhelmed in a throbbing, sensual ache. He tried to call out to his older lover, but his mind seemed unable to form words in his current pleasurable haze.
Soubi lifted his head, staring down at the young teen as his mouth opened in a silent scream, eyes screwed shut. "Ritsuka…look…at…me…" he panted out, hips snapping in an upward motion with each word.
Ritsuka let out a loud, shaky moan as his eyelids fluttered open, violet and blue clashing together. He bit onto his lower lip as the tall blonde slowly, but surely, sped his thrusts, roughly pushing himself even deeper into the smaller body beneath him.
"Ritsuka…"
That voice hypnotized him, his world spinning in lustful bliss, as he listened to his name roll off Soubi's tongue.
"Ritsuka…..RITSUKA!"
"WHAT?" Ritsuka screamed, bolting up into a sitting position. Snapping a now furious gaze towards his door, his eyes narrowed into slits at the tall, teal haired male standing in the doorway.
"I've been trying to wake you up for the past ten minutes. It's already the afternoon. Seimei wants you awake." Youji simply replied, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe, watching the raven haired male.
Glancing at his clock, Ritsuka groaned as he realized it was past one o'clock. Sighing, he swung his legs over the edge of his mattress and stood up. He bristled when he heard a loud snicker behind him. Glaring over his shoulder, he snarled at his friend. "What the hell is so funny to you?"
"You know, Ritsuka, wood is usually suppose to be outside of the tent." He grinned at his own joke before cackling with laughter at the confused gaze Ritsuka sent him.
"What in the hell are you-Oh my GOD! Look away, Youji! LOOK AWAY!" Ritsuka screamed, trying to covers his obvious "morning" problem.
As if things couldn't have gotten any worse, Natsuo decided to saunter past, rubbing sleep from his eyes. Letting out a yawn, the red head peered around Youji's body to see what the commotion was. "What's going on-Wow Ritsuka. Lock and Load, baby!"
"Get bent!" he yelled before escaping for the bathroom connecting to his room. He growled as the two lovers continues to laugh at him.
Frowning down at his "problem", he let out a loud sigh, raking his fingers through his hair before preparing a shower. He seriously hated being a guy sometimes. Not that he wanted to be a girl, but sometimes he hated his body for…obvious reasons.
Shedding his clothes, he stepped into the warm water, letting out a relaxed sigh as his muscles loosened. Taking a moment to just calm himself, he glanced back down south. He hated dreams like that, not because he usually had to deal with the results of said dream later on, but because they made his heart ache.
He missed Soubi, and their daily web chats just weren't enough for the teen. He wanted more. He wanted to see Soubi in person, to hug him, hold his hand. Hell he wanted to kiss the man, not a damn camera!
And he also wanted at least one of his more erotic dreams to be real. As perverted as that sounds, it wasn't just to relieve his sexual frustration. He wanted to be held in those strong, warm arms, as their bodies became one.
Frowning, Ritsuka grudgingly turned the hot tab down, letting icy cold water pierce his flesh. He winced as his body prickled against the liquid, watching as his erection wilted, his member become soft and limp once more.
Teeth chattering, he turned the hot water back up, grabbing the shampoo and continuing on with his daily shower routine.
"It's about time you woke up. What time did you go to bed?" Seimei asked, glancing over at Ritsuka as he prepared lunch.
Ritsuka shrugged, plopping into an empty seat as he glared over at Youji and Natsuo, both of them waggling their eyebrows suggestively at him. Damn them!
"I don't know…I think around two in the morning…" he yawned, chin resting on his open palm.
Seimei raised an eyebrow. "That's a little late, don't you think? What were you doing?"
'You mean besides touching myself in ways you would never approve of for Soubi on the webcam?' he thought to himself, eyes darkening in anger at his two friends.
"I was studying for a test on Monday." he lied easily, hissing at Natsuo as he made a lewd jerking gesture with his hand. 'Fucking ginger.'
"I see. Just don't overwork you brain, Ritsuka." Seimei said, placing a plate in front of each teen, before sitting himself next to Ritsuka with his own.
Looking down, Ritsuka tilted his head to the side, eyes roaming over their lunch before glancing at his older brother. "Seimei…what is this?"
Seimei chuckled, picking up a fork. "It's called Ceviche. I learned it in cooking class the other day. I wanted to try it out, and I want your honest opinion on it."
Natsuo scrunched up his nose, poking at his plate. "Well here's my honest opinion. It looks fucking nasty."
Sighing, Youji shook his head. "Don't be like that, Natsuo. At least try it."
Sighing, the green eyed teen glanced at his boyfriend before looking at Seimei. "If I die, I'm coming back to fucking haunt you."
Ritsuka watched intently as Natsuo scoop some onto his fork, hesitantly lifting it towards his mouth. Closing his eyes, he let out a soft sigh before shoving it into his mouth.
Three eyes stayed glued to the red head as he slowly chewed. His eyes suddenly popped open and his mouth dropped open. "Holy shit, this is amazing!"
Ritsuka glanced down at his plate before looking back at his friend, startled to see Natsuo shoveling his lunch into his mouth. Youji gaped at his lover while Seimei watches with a smug smirk on his face.
"Well…if Natsuo likes it, I guess I can try it…" Youji mumbled, picking up his fork. Ritsuka slowly did the same, aware that Seimei was watching them like a hawk.
'Here goes nothing…' he thought, sampling the Ceviche. His eyes slowly widened as his taste buds burst, a surprising tingling sensation prickling his tongue. He couldn't believe the amazing, rich flavors that exploded in his mouth.
Looking at his older brother, he stared in awe. "What exactly is this? It's unbelievable!"
Seimei chuckled, eating his own portion much more calmly. "It's a Mexican recipe for raw seafood that's cooked in nothing but lime juice-"
"Lime juice!" Youji exclaimed, looking baffled.
Seimei nodded. "Yes lime juice. Anyways, you're to use fresh ingredients, which is why I left so early in the morning to the store. It takes 8 and a half hours for it to cook, since you just let the seafood sit in the juice."
Natsuo's mouth hung open in surprise. "Really? You don't cook cook it?"
The elder Aoyagi shook his head. "No, you just let it soak in the juice."
Ritsuka marveled over the meal. It really was delicious! Glancing at the dish, he hummed in thought. "What is in it?"
"Oh, just a few simple ingredients really. Swordfish, lime juice obviously, minced green onions, sliced celery, green bell pepper, chopped parsley, a little bit of olive oil, and some cilantro."
"Well, props to you, Seimei. This is fantastic." Youji complimented, finishing his lunch without complaint. Natsuo gave a quick nod .
"We should have this more often!"
"Yeah, we should." Ritsuka agreed. Seimei smiled.
"Thanks guys."
-The Next Day-
"Aaahhh, I'm glad Seimei is taking cooking classes. We get to have a lot more delicious meals because of them!" Natsuo chirped happily, hands folded behind his head as he walked with Ristuka to school.
Ritsuka laughed, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, not to mention they're more healthier meals as well. I think it's great Seimei has found a new passion."
His red headed grinned. "Yeah…but I still say we're reaping all the benefits. I mean, we never have to cook!"
"Natsuo, you are seriously the laziest person on the entire planet."
"If Youji were here, he'd have to disagree, Ritsuka." Natsuo purred, fluttering his eyelashes at the young Aoyagi. Ritsuka grimaced.
"Ew, stop it. You look like a retarded girl."
"Hey!"
"Ritsuka, Natsuo! Wait up!"
Turning, the two friend glanced behind them as a dark haired boy ran up to them, panting heavily, face flushed. Raising his eyebrows, Ritsuka placed his hand on his hip as he watched his friend gasp for air.
"Jesus, Yuhi. You look about ready to cough up a lung. You really need to get into shape."
"Shut…up…" Yuhi panted, hands resting on his knees. Natsuo laughed, smacking their friend on the back roughly.
"Come on, man it up! Take some deep breathes!"
Yuhi glared as he straightened himself up, shoving Natsuo's hand away. "We can't all have lungs of steal like you two!" He huffed, pouting childishly.
Ritsuka and Natsuo shared a glance before looking at Yuhi. "That's because you all suck." Ritsuka stated, starting for the school.
"Hmm…anyways, my offer still stands, you know." Yuhi commented, falling into step next to the raven teen.
"Actually, I think I will take you up on that. Soubi decided he was into a new kink…" he slowly trailed off, frown forming on his face. His blonde lover was very indecisive, always into new, different things.
Honestly, Ritsuka couldn't keep up with him! One week it was self bondage, the next it was costumes? Seriously, he couldn't understand the perverted Agatsuma and his sexual tastes. Then again…he didn't understand him period. Sometimes, anyways.
"Alright! What would you like this time? Nurse? Firefighter? Angel or Devil? Sailor? School gir-I mean…Schoolboy." Yuhi cracked up at correction, Natsuo joining in.
Ritsuka could only glare at his two "friends", scowling as he stopped midstep. "Shut the hell up, it isn't funny."
"You know what would be funny, Yuhi? If you gave him a cat costume! Soubi could retake Ritsuka's ears all over again!" Natsuo cackled as he nudged Yuhi. The two shared and look before roaring with laughter.
Ritsuka fumed, wishing death upon the two. His scowl darkened, anger emitting from him as his eyes glared a promise death. The two studied his expression before laughing harder, if possible.
Growling, violet eyes glanced away. "Stop laughing. I don't want any of those costumes."
Wiping a tear from the corner of his eye, Yuhi chuckled one last time. "Well then, what the hell do you want?"
The young Aoyagi sighed, running a hand through his hair, mumbling in annoyance.
"Sorry, what was that?" The brown haired teen asked, eyebrow raised. Ritsuka sighed, placing his hands on his hips.
"I said, Fahmrymihm…"
"I don't speak mumble, Ritsuka."
"I SAID Soubi wants FAIRY. Okay? F-A-I-R-Y!" Ritsuka nearly screamed, obvious embarrassment and frustration on his face.
Natsuo, for the millionth time that day, burst into laughter, while Yuhi grinned widely at the raven haired teen.
"Weeeell now…Fairy, huh? Seems your dear Soubi-kun has a tights fetish, eh?" Yuhi leered, obviously amused.
"Fuck you and a bag of potato chips, Yuhi. You gonna give me the damn costume or what?" Ritsuka snarled, looking as if he could murder the two in front of him.
"Aahhh, god. Soubi never ceases to make me wonder about him!" Natsuo chirped, finished with his laughing fit.
Yuhi snorted, ruffling his chocolate like locks. "I'm not too sure if I have a fairy costume, but I'll check for ya. If I don't, I'll have my sister order one for you."
Natsuo glanced sideways at Yuhi, curiosity evident on his face. "By the way, what is it with you and this costume business you have going on?"
The earless teen laughed, leaning his elbow on Ritsuka's shoulders. "It's a quick way to make money. Anyways, it's not my business. It's my sister's. I'm just her little helper with the "younger crowd" as she puts it."
Ritsuka shook his head, shrugging his friends elbow off him. "Your sister is weird….and scary."
Yuhi smirked, locking eyes with his friend. "And your boyfriend is a pervert. What's your point?"
The violet eyed male just scrowled, shoving past them. "Shut up about my boyfriend. We're going to be la-" he was cut off as a shrill bell rang out in the distance.
"Ah, shit! See that, Yuhi? SEE THAT? We're late! I can't afford detention, damn you!" Ritsuka practically screamed, sprinting up the steps of the school.
Yuhi and Natsuo scampered after him, streaming curses right and left. They bolted through the now empty hallways towards their homeroom, feet clapping against the floor. Skidding to a stop, Ritsuka huffed as he ripped open the door, his friends coming to a stop behind him.
"We made it!" Ritsuka cried out happily, ignoring the room full of eyes watching him in surprise and amusement.
Making his way towards his assigned desk in the middle of the room, Ritsuka collapsed into his seat, letting out a relieved sigh. Sliding into his chair next to him, Natsuo mumbled a "thank god" before resting his cheek against the cool surface of his desk.
The class began to chat amongst themselves, every now and then a balled up note would fly through the air, whacking unsuspected students in the head. Turning in his seat, Ritsuka glanced behind him to meet gazes with Yuhi.
"I wonder where Tamura-Sensei is…" Yuhi wondered aloud, rubbing his chin in thought.
Natsuo leaned forward, bumping heads with Ritsuka. "Maybe she finally popped!"
Ritsuka scoffed, rolling his eyes. "You don't 'pop' when having a baby, Natsuo. You basically push." He cried in protest as he was nearly shoved out of his seat by the red head.
"Did I have a baby yet?" He asked excitedly, searching the ground around his seat for a newborn.
"I swear to god I will kill you!"
"Mah, mah. Calm down, Rits. Nobody likes a PMSing girl, you know."
"Fuck you! I'm no girl, asshole!"
"Language, Aoyagi-kun." came a foreign voice. The three friend's heads snapped towards the door, and Ritsuka's violet eyes widened dramatically.
What he saw, had made his mouth fall open.
'EEEEHHH?'
Xana: And that was chapter 2! Yaaaaay! *flails arms in the air like a spazz*
Ritsuka: *stares* Riiiiiiiight….anyway, review!
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