Title: Million Little Pieces
Author: Keir
Rating: R overall, for swearing, violence, and sexual situations.
The Gist of Things: Hatsuharu takes Kyou on their first date.
A/N: It's so much easier to write in daylight for some reason. X3 Thank god, though I have to wake up at 4 AM now.
Kyou finally found the will to roust himself out of bed around six in the afternoon; Shigure had let him stay home from school and the extra sleep had helped to reduce his fever. Of course, the noise the stupid mutt made all day did nothing for his headache. Who knew that idiot dog could make so much noise when no one was around? He clawed his way out from under the covers and shambled across the hall into the bathroom. He popped a couple aspirin for his headache then stripped off his boxers and started the shower, climbing in once the water was scalding and letting it soothe his sick-tensed muscles, lathering his hair with whatever generic shampoo Tohru had bought him. When he finally stepped out twenty minutes later—most of that time spent simply soaking in the heat—the whole bathroom was fogged. Somehow he always forgot to flip the fan on before taking a shower. He hated the muggy feeling so he wrapped a fluffy beige towel around his waist, walking out the bathroom door to head to his room.
And bumped straight into Yuki.
The rat blinked in surprise, staring openly. Water dripped across tan skin and the grey-haired boy took a moment to appreciate the cat's sleek abdomen, the muscled lines running down beneath the towel wrapped around his waist. "Kyou." His voice came out huskier than he expected, the collar on his shirt now seeming far too tight.
Kyou blushed beneath Yuki's gaze. "I was just headed toward my room..."
"You'd been in there so long I was going to knock and see if you were all right..." The rat's breath hitched, the temptation too great. Yuki leaned down, his lips capturing Kyou's.
The cat jumped, startled at the feeling of a hand curling into the damp hair at the nape of his neck. He fell back, Yuki's lips clumsily trying to follow. Kyou pressed his body back against the wall, gripping the edge of his towel tightly to keep it from falling off. Yuki's lips were wet against his as his tongue tried to gain entry into the cat's mouth, but Kyou refused him. The rat smelled spicy and sweet all at once. When they broke apart Yuki's cheeks were flushed. Kyou jumped guiltily at the sight of Hatsuharu standing on the landing.
The ox smirked. "Interesting."
Yuki's face turned cold and his voice tensed, the blush still on his cheeks. "How shameless of you to stand there and watch us."
"There's nothing wrong with watching two good-looking men; it's pleasant." Hatsuharu shot his own cool look at Yuki. "Even if one is kissing my boyfriend."
The rat looked away, dismissing the ox easily. He smiled softly at Kyou, leaning in to kiss him again. "On Wednesday," he promised, then he walked past Hatsuharu without a second glance.
The ox walked away from the top of the stairs to stand in front of Kyou. The orange-haired boy shifted nervously. "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to kiss me?" the cat asked with a surly look, his skin prickling with cold as the water dried.
"Do you want me to kiss you, Kyou?" Hatsuharu asked, almost teasing. His eyes roamed over Kyou's skin, taking in the perked pink nipples.
The cat stammered a moment before glaring, fingers tightening their hold on his towel. "I just thought because of your stupid bet..."
Hatsuharu smiled, his body shifting closer to Kyou's. His pale fingers lightly grasped the cat's chin, tilting his head up, and Kyou caught the faint whiff of cinnamon on the ox's breath. "Maybe later tonight you'll get your kiss." Hatsuharu shoved his hands in his pockets and stepped back, smile still curling his lips. "You'd better get ready for our date." He turned and walked back down the stairs.
Kyou fled to his bedroom, locking the door behind him. He unwrapped the towel guiltily, revealing his erection. He sighed irritably, briefly thinking about relieving himself before the blush rose to his cheeks. Even behind a locked door he couldn't bring himself to do it, embarrassed even in his own room. He couldn't stop thinking about the two downstairs; Yuki with his soft caring eyes and Haru with his wild, flippant attitude.
His hand strayed downward despite his resolution not to. He sighed as his hand moved up and down a few times before he released himself. Kyou tried to take his mind off it by finding something to wear, sifting through what little clothing he had. It only made him more irritable when he couldn't find anything he thought was nice enough that was clean.
That led him to be angry at himself for even caring if he looked nice. What did he care what he looked like? The frustration made him even more aware of his hardness. He threw clothes on the bed and sat down on the edge, hand straying down again.
He could make this quick.
Tan hand covering red erection, he closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on coming as fast as possible. His hand moved over the head quickly; he bit his lip, trying to keep his panting quiet, afraid someone would be able to hear him.
Kyou tried to keep his mind blank and concentrate only on coming but his own mind betrayed him. Suddenly the image of Yuki's naked chest on his entered his thoughts. Yuki was sliding down, down, his lips quirked up, eyes darkened to amethyst. The cat's breath hitched to see those lips moving dangerously close to his erection. Hatsuharu stood to the side with lecherous eyes, rubbing his own erection through leather pants. The ox's eyes shifted and Kyou's followed to watch as Yuki took the cat's cock into his mouth. He arched at the feeling, allowing the ox to slide in behind him. The younger boy's erection pressed against his backside, pale hands traveling over the cat's abdomen. The ox tangled his fingers in Yuki's grey hair, forcing the rat's mouth further down on Kyou. The Hatsuharu's lips pressed hotly against his lover's ear. "Come, Kyou," he demanded.
Kyou came, but not in Yuki's mouth and not with Haru at his back. Part of him wished it hadn't been a daydream as his come covered his fingers. He sighed, muscles going limp, but just as he was coming down from his orgasm there came a knock on the door. His brain panicked as he grasped the towel jerkily and hurriedly wiped at his hand and the floor.
"Kyou-kun?" Tohru called through the door.
"What?" he yelled, heart still pounding in guilt.
"Haru-kun wanted to know if you were ready."
"I'll be down in a minute!" He shoved the dirty towel into the back of the closet, vowing to wash it later so Tohru wouldn't find it. He haphazardly threw on his chosen clothes and hurried downstairs. Hatsuharu and Yuki both looked up from their seats at the dining table. Their eyes on him made Kyou stop on the last step of the stairs, trying to shove down the memories of his daydream.
Hatsuharu stood with a smile. "You look handsome, Kyou." The ox didn't know that he had ever seen the cat dress in anything more than a t-shirt. The surly teen wore a long-sleeved collared black shirt and tan slacks.
Kyou fidgeted. "Well let's get going," he snapped, falling back on his temper to rule over his discomfiture of being stared at.
The black and white-haired boy nodded, following Kyou to the door, the cat shrugging into a jacket while the ox put on his long white trench coat. They walked down the forest path to the road where they waited for the bus. "So, where are we going?"
"You don't want it to be a surprise?" Kyou scowled at him, suspicious. "We're just going to the movies."
When the bus pulled up Hatsuharu followed Kyou on. They were forced to stand with so many people crowded inside. The ox took advantage of the close quarters to rest a hand on Kyou's waist, explaining it away as steadying himself against the swaying movement.
At the theater Hatsuharu was the perfect gentleman: buying the tickets, offering Kyou the choice of any snack, letting him choose where they would sit. All of it conspired to make Kyou suspicious. The ox must be trying to sweeten him up for something later.
The movie was some martial arts flick that the cat hadn't heard of, heavy on the action and light on the plot. Kyou eventually settled in and stopped worrying about Hatsuharu's intentions. As he reached into the tub of popcorn during a particularly intense fight scene, he was brought to attention by the feel of the ox's cool fingers against his. He glanced over but the younger teen was focused on the screen. Every time Kyou reached for more popcorn, his fingers brushed the ox's.
Kyou kept sneaking glances but Hatsuharu never acknowledged their touching. He bit his lip, contemplating, then slowly, subtly leaned his shoulder against the other's. It was Hatsuharu's turn to glance over; he smiled and slid his arm around the cat's shoulders. The orange-haired boy tensed for a moment before relaxing. He found himself unable to pay attention to the rest of the movie, afraid that Hatsuharu could hear the rapid beat of his heart.
They were among the last to file out of the theater at the end of the movie as the ox insisted he liked to watch the credits. They stood outside, Kyou hunching into his jacket with arms folded. "So...where are we going now?"
Hatsuharu shrugged. "Home."
Kyou's brow furrowed. "Already?"
"You're still sick, kitten; you need your rest," Hatsuharu said softly, brushing his knuckles over the cat's cheek and forehead.
"Stop that!" the cat hissed, batting his hand away. He looked around, worried that someone had seen such a romantic touch between two men, but the streets were deserted.
The ox backed off, his face blank as his hands went into the pockets of his coat. "We still have fifteen minutes until the bus gets here." He turned his back and walked over to sit on the bench and wait.
Kyou scowled and refused to sit, pacing up and down, hands buried beneath his arms as his breath puffed out into the frigid air. Hatsuharu sat watching him calmly for five minutes before breaking in, "Are you cold?" The cat shot him a glare but remained silent. Hatsuharu sighed and stood, opening his jacket. "Share my coat with me until the bus gets here."
"I'm not going to stand around hugging you when the bus pulls up," Kyou hissed indignantly.
The ox sighed and slipped out of his coat, throwing it over the cat's unwilling shoulders and sat back down. He turned his head away, signaling his refusal to listen to Kyou's protests; the older boy shut his mouth sullenly and pulled the long white trench around him. It faintly smelled of cinnamon.
When the bus pulled up Hatsuharu let Kyou on first and sat apart from him. When he could have separated from the cat, he chose not to, walking Kyou all the way to Shigure's door.
The orange-haired boy shrugged out of the ox's coat and handed it back. He felt guilty since the ox was in a sleeveless shirt, yet the younger boy never complained. "Thanks for the movie," he muttered, eyes looking away. He waited nervously, expectantly.
"Aren't you going inside?"
Kyou blinked. "I just...I thought you would want to give me a..."
"A kiss?" Hatsuharu shrugged, his face carefully neutral. "I won't kiss you any more unless you want me to. Goodnight Kyou." He turned away to walk home.
The cat couldn't control his angry impulse. "You're such an ass, Haru. Do you really think I want people to see us doing something gay like holding hands or hugging or whatever? You don't have to act like a baby about it."
Black Haru whirled in a blink and slammed Kyou in the chest; the cat was caught off guard and tripped backward over the porch steps, landing on his rump with a cry of pain. "I've been more gay with you than just holding hands," he snarled, eyes full of fury. "Do you believe I honestly care what people think about whatever we do with each other? Obviously you care about it so much that you and Yuki can go hide in a closet together!" Kyou snarled when Black Haru blindsided him. "Who did you think about when you masturbated today, Kyou?"
"I-I didn't..."
The ox sneered. "You always get a dreamy look on your face after you orgasm."
"What do you mean 'always'!" Kyou shouted back. "You've seen me like that once!"
"So was it Yuki or me? Or was it both of us?"
"Both of you!" the cat snarled, shooting to his feet. "Happy now?"
Black Haru smirked. "So you thought about me; I was worried you only wanted Yuki now." The ox gave him a burning look that the cat felt all the way down, down, down. "I masturbate thinking about you too."
Kyou glared, stomach doing flip-flops. "Fucking pervert."
The ox's lips quirked up in a smile, his fingers brushing the cat's jaw before he took his leave. "I'll see you at school tomorrow, kitten." And just like that he was gone, leaving Kyou more confused than ever.
A/N: This chapter actually turned out different than I was thinking it was going to be originally. XD I also wrote half of it on the computer, which is desperately hard for me, but I ran out of space in my favourite purple notebook I wrote in over the summer. ;.; I have like...20 notebooks though, haha. It's time to fall in love with another one.