Author's Note: Hey everyone! Hope you all had a great week! It's getting so nice and warm out here and it's giving me the kind of inspiration to keep on writing! I'm glad you liked the previous update, Satani! This update is with you in mind! ;) Have a great weekend and see you next Friday! I just want to preface this by saying, since I'm so tired from work today, that I couldn't really edit much and there might be a few errors and awkward phrasing, so I hope it's not too obvious for my readers. Anyway, enjoy!
Warning: Lots of fluff and a few strong sexual themes in this chapter! Viewer discretion is advised!
"We make up for so much time a little too late
I never forgot it, confusing as it was
No fun with no guilt feelings
The sinners, the saviors, the lover-less priests
I'll see you next Sunday."
- Alanis Morissette
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After that heavy conversation, I realized it's only one in the afternoon. Soujiro was really hurt by my confession, and I knew I really have to make it up to him somehow. We have to travel back home tomorrow at New Year's Day since we have school the day afterwards. There are still some things we can do while we're here in Osaka. I don't want him to go back home and feel worse about having to face the woman with whom I slept with behind his back. And so, while Soujiro is in the bathroom freshening himself up, I look through those stupid little city attraction brochures that every hotels like to give you. They were hidden neatly in the night table on my side of the bed, along with a small leather bound Bible book. Which is a strange sight to behold; this country doesn't practice Western Christianity much, unless this hotel is trying to attract (and retain) their American consumer base with this nonsense. In which case, kudos for being a bunch of boot lickers. Ugh.
Anyway.
So far, Soujiro and I have done a lot of couple-like shit: Eating out in restaurants. Shopping together. Going to the zoo.. okay, maybe that one doesn't count. Not to mention I pushed him like the little bitch that I am. I cringe internally at that memory. I'm such an asshole. Okay, okay, what else? We went to the movie theaters together. I smile to myself, remembering that from last night. Man, that was so hot. We went to the arcade together, and got pizza together. That was fun. Okay, what else did we do together.. We went camping together.. okay, neither does that one count. I deflate. Okay, well, at least we went out to a boat ride in a swan shaped contraption. I smirked to myself, remembering his face at how disappointed he was at that suggestion. He's so cute, I swear.
I wish I could've taken him to the dance. Even if just as friends. None of that shit with Kaoru wouldn't have happened if we did that together. Fuck. I can't believe I've done all of that. Especially to him. And to her. What the hell is wrong with me.
Okay, focus, Kenshin! What can we do to start doing better today rather than focusing on the shitty fucking past? How can we make Soujiro happy again?
Well.. according to the brochures, there's an aquarium nearby that we can check out together. I don't know about you, but I like sharks and octopuses and sting rays. My father Hiko would always take me to these places when I was little, and he'd always joked that maybe I should become a seaman and live in a lighthouse someday. I remember he would read me a story book about the lone seaman who fell in love with a mermaid, and how he would wait for her every night to give her a small present. I forgot how the story ended, but.. I remember how good the dreams were whenever he would read me that story. I think when I come back home to Kyoto soon, I'll have to search for that book and maybe read it to Soujiro. Because I think that's what a good boyfriend would do. Right? Right.
Me, a seaman living in a lighthouse, though? I think such a dream would still be feasible, have I not met Soujiro later on. What I mean is, maybe he wouldn't like that kind of lifestyle. Soujiro strikes me as someone who likes living in an actual house, away from the sea as much as possible. But who knows, right? Maybe I should ask him later. This other brochure says that there's also a big museum nearby that has different sections of the following: Century paintings and sculptures, dinosaur history, and the human body. Okay, that one seems really cool! I'd like to know what I look like on the inside. What? I already said I'm a bit macabre in my ways and it shows in my artwork. Plus I need some inspiration for my new works. So sue me! And lastly, this other brochure writes about the Osaka Castle that Soujiro and I could take a tour in.
Man. So many choices to choose from!
Soujiro comes out of the bathroom, dressed in a black long sleeved turtleneck sweater, skinny jeans, and black-and-white boat shoes. It's a simple outfit, but just by looking at the fabrics and how everything is cut and tailored to him, you would guess they all came from a very high end store. It's modest yet classy. Back then, I would've flared up in envy at the sight of him; Right now, though, I am flaring up with the burning desire by looking at this magnificent creature. His body looks so good no matter what clothes he's wearing. How is he so handsome? I bet his mother was a stunning woman back then. His father seems passable, but I'm willing to bet Soujiro got his looks from his maternal genes. Is it too late to fuck him now before we head outside for our adventures? Soujiro brows furrows while his lips curls into a knowing smile, as if he realizes what I'm thinking judging by the look on my face. Oh well. We can fuck later on tonight if we want to. I set the brochures on the bed and nodded at their direction, "Pick one."
"I pick you~" He coos as he hops over to where I am and wraps his arms around my neck, to which I also wrap my arms around his waist to swing him gently from side to side.
Yeah. We're dumb as fuck.
"I love you too. But seriously, pick a brochure and let's go out."
"Okay, let me see here," Soujiro bends on his knees in front of the bed to take a gander at his three choices, "An aquarium. That sounds nice. I like looking at shit swimming around."
I chuckle. Oh, Soujiro.
"A museum.. I like museums a lot, so that's a really good one so far." Soujiro ponders to himself, cupping his chin with his hand.
"I like museums, too." I help out, crossing my arms behind my back.
"And.." Soujiro's eyes fall on the last brochure, "The Osaka Castle?"
He looks back up at me and I shrug, "Yeah. Why not?"
"Well, castles are cool and all, and this one looks older than all of our dads combined.. Sure, why not. Then again, though, the other two looks really tempting. I'm not sure which ones I want to do first. This is honestly hard to choose!"
I chuckle, bending down next to him to look at the brochures together, "Yeah. Who would've thought Osaka had a lot of cool things to check out."
"Shall we just pick one at random?"
"How?"
"Eenie Meenie Miney Mo?"
My eyebrow cocks up at him, "Wow. Really? You're mature."
He giggles, "What! I don't know how else to choose! They're all really great choices!"
"I know what I want to do later on tonight. I want to catch on the fireworks show for the countdown. Then we can walk around or something and see what else we can find."
"If we're not too tired, sure." Soujiro leans his head on my shoulder with a sigh, "I love doing things like this with you."
I blush, "Geez."
I wanted to reply back: I love doing everything with you, too. I want to spend the rest of my life doing everything in this world with you, and only you. I can't wait for our relationship to be out in public. I don't know how my friendships are going to change or even suffer altogether with Kaoru being the one getting the heartbreak this time.. But, as much as I love and care for Kaoru, it will somehow be worth it if it means I get to be with you, Soujiro. I know I should feel shitty for saying that. And I do. At the same time.. I've never felt so happy and loved in my life like this before. I don't ever want to lose it. Not for anything. I'll do whatever it takes to make it work.
Okay, that does it, he looks too good in that black turtleneck. I give him a sweet peck on his cheek and he blushes, "What was that about?"
"Nothing. You're just so cute." I snuggle up to him.
He makes a humming sound, "You're too much."
"Nah."
"Okay, I'm going to Meenie Miney Mo this and you can't laugh at me!" Soujiro shuts his eyes and starts the game while pointing at the brochures, making me laugh in return, "Eenie Meenie Miney Mo.."
I watch him with a smile as he does his little song, just thinking what else I can do to make him feel better about my harsh confession. I'm forever sorry for cheating on him like that. What was I thinking? Did I really just thought of nobody else except myself at that moment? I guess I do need to have better morals in general. All my life, I thought I was real and brutally honest with people and with myself. But I guess these experiences are showing me otherwise. I'm actually quite a selfish person, when it comes down to it. Soujiro is pretty much not, though I think he can be a pushover sometimes. I feel like, together, we can balance each other a bit better. He can show me how to think of other people more. I can show him how to stand up for himself. We can be each others' strengths and downplay the weaknesses. I think Soujiro and I have a really wonderful and beneficial relationship. A relationship that can help us both grow as people.
".. I. Pick." Soujiro points his finger at the Aquarium brochure, "You!"
"Good job, you toddler." I make a snide remark while rubbing my face into his neck to tickle him, "We're going to the aquarium, then."
"Oh, awesome! I was hoping my finger would land that one the most!"
"You really like marine life?"
"Do I!" He smiles. I look at him for a moment, admiring his face. I have to kiss him again! He flinches when our lips lock contact together, but then kisses me back, "Mmm."
I had to jerk myself back after a while because I could feel my arousal seeping in, "Let's just go before we end up fucking each other."
He giggles, "Sure!"
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hey kenshin, it's kaoru. i really miss you and love you. xoxo
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Twenty minutes later, we arrive to the city aquarium. This place is huge and jam packed. Guess we weren't the only ones with the same idea today. We bought our tickets at the reception booth and walk inside, where the first attractions are the huge water tanks all around us displaying the smaller fishes. Fishes of all different shapes, sizes, colors, and species. Soujiro and I walk side by side, but we don't hold hands or show any public displays of affection. Though we obviously don't know anyone here, and nobody knows us here in Osaka.. we're worried about the possibility of being faced with a report photographer who might recognize the son of The Seta Enterprise. Better safe than sorry. I doubt they'll get any dirt on Soujiro today when he's just doing innocent stuff like this in public. And if they do take our pictures without our awareness, what are they going to say? "Seta Son Caught Checking Out Fishes With Street Thug"? Eat my entire ass, public media.
Maybe Soujiro and I should get married and live abroad on a permanent basis. I said Paris before, but maybe living in Canada wouldn't be so bad. Japan knows who Soujiro is, and maybe being in a different country might give us some anonymity. Maybe not completely, but close enough so as to live comfortably together in privacy. Soujiro deserves that, and more. I can see it now; we'd live in a small cabin style house, and chop up our own wood to get a fire going in the living room. We'll eat fresh vegetables and wild fish caught by the lake, and watch the sun rise and sun set together while snuggling up in a big ass blanket on the front porch. It'll be a really simple yet sweet life together. No more shame or fears or having to be apart for any more than necessary. I didn't think I'd find my future spouse so soon at age eighteen.. but I guess freakier shit have happened in real life, so who am I to say shit?
We venture slowly deeper into the place until we entered the Shark Hallway. Yes! Finally! I suddenly lose my usual cool composure and start running around like a child to look up and all around, seeing these sharks of all different sizes swimming around us. The darkness of the room, with the lights inside these water tanks, creates such a beautiful ambiance that's hard to capture on film, so I don't bother taking my mobile phone out to take pictures. I think I'll just remember these moments by heart only. I watch with child like wonder as a small Pygmy shark waddles through the water in front of me. Soujiro soon catches up with me, walking and chuckling at my childish enthusiasm for the sharks.
"I see you're a fan of them, too." He crosses his arms in front of his chest, his smirk a tie between smug and one of good natured humor.
I beam at him, "Dude! Do you think we'll catch the great white shark here soon?"
He takes a look around, humming, "I don't know. Will it be here? It's a pretty big guy, isn't he?"
"Could be a girl too," I muse to myself, also looking around at the flurry of sharks floating and swimming around us, "Don't laugh. But those Jaws movies traumatized me as a child. I never thought I'd end up loving sharks after growing up."
He purses his lips and brings his fist up to them, whispering, "God, you're so cute."
I blush and sneer at him, "Shut up."
He drops his fist, eyes suddenly serious and coy, "Make me."
I whip around to see if anyone's watching. Aside from one couple who are reading something on their phones and having their backs turned from us, there's no one else to look at us. At that, I look back at him. The bluish glow from the tanks are making his eyes much more magnetic than usual. I can't believe I'm on yet another date with this angel. I take his face in my hands before kissing him. With the sharks swimming all around us, and the coolness of the air conditioner that blasts from the corners of the floor.. coupled with the wetness and the warmth of his mouth and tongue, my heart couldn't beat faster if it tried. I'm in love with this moment. I'm in love with this trip. With all of it.
With you, Soujiro.
I hear someone coughing from behind us and we step away from each other. I think the couple from before spotted us and felt awkward. Ugh. Seriously, fuck them! We're not doing anything wrong! I'm not doing anything bad by loving him! What is wrong with this world and how they look at people like us? I don't get it. How is it that Japan is still so fucking homophobic when the rest of the world have more or less accepted it? When are we going to evolve from this crap? Now I understand why Soujiro feels so hesitant before about getting into a relationship with me; Homophobia's no joke in this country. My friends have done their share at making cracks against gays and lesbians, so it just kinda goes without saying. You can get yourself killed if the wrong person catches you. Like Makoto Shishio and his idiotic friends. They're not exactly fans of people like Soujiro. As the couple leaves, we take our time in looking at the other sharks before also moving on to the next section of the aquarium.
I'm going to stop having negative thoughts now. I'm supposed to make Soujiro feel better, remember?
Next stop, octopuses!
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"That was fun." Soujiro sighs happily as we both walk out of the aquarium. It really was fun; all of the octopuses and sting rays and starfishes and clams were there and we saw all of them like we were kids in a candy store. We looked around in their little gift shop at the end of the it, but we didn't see anything to take home with us, so we left pretty much empty handed. I think we'll find some other souvenirs for our loved ones back home. The weather dipped lower so we put on our respective jackets and zip up. It's around three in the afternoon now, and since I brought the other brochures with me, I figure I'd whip them out and see what we could do next. But first, I decide to take Soujiro to Starbucks for some coffee since I can tell he's looking a bit sleepy. Nothing like a little caffeine to perk up this baby boy. I wish to all hell that I could happily and freely share my affection with him out in public, but I know we can't. It's not just because we are a same sex couple; he's a famous dude and I'm just a weird looking kid that intimidates people just by appearances alone. I don't think Soujiro's father would appreciate reading in the morning papers about his son sharing spit with a trashy punk rock teenager in the middle of the street.
So, we just have to pretend that we are just friends, and nothing more.
Fucking kill me.
We sit in the cafe and I insist on paying for our drinks. Soujiro blinks at me, wide eyed. I smirk, winking at him, and he softens with a smile. He's done so much for me that it's only fair that I help out as much as I can. Like I said before, Hiko gives me a nice weekly allowance, and I have a bit of it left over from last week so as to pay for these drinks. We both got regular lattes and drank them together while chatting and laughing together at the things we'd find on our mobile phones. I shouldn't like doing this kind of thing with people, but strangely enough, doing this with Soujiro doesn't seem so bad. He makes everything bearable, even the bad stuff like studying for mid-terms or obeying the rules when necessary. Soujiro soothes me. He makes everything so much better.
Kaoru and the gang would text us every so often to check in with us and to see how we're doing. We always have an excuse to disarm them each and every time. We'd even send them some pictures or silly selfies of us doing stupid faces at the camera, and they'd reply back with their own dumb pictures and memes. Nobody suspected a thing. It's kinda eerie, now that I think about it. How is it that they haven't suspected that something is going on between Soujiro and I? We're practically joined at the hips and would disappear together alone to do things without them. So why aren't they asking any questions?
It all just seems so strange. And yet, I don't mind this at all. Maybe it's good that they trust us.
Even if we don't deserve their trusts at all anymore.
"I wonder how they'll react to our confessions.." I finish the last bit of my latte after I said that.
Soujiro deflates, "I don't know.. I do hope we can all stay friends despite that. I really can't see them just up and abandoning you just because you sometimes think with your dick."
I laugh harshly, "Shit. That was harsh. But true."
He chuckles, "Sorry! Didn't mean to. I doubt anything will happen. Anything bad, I mean. I mean, it might be tense for a while, but.. I think we'll pull through. I'm just really worried about Kaoru, though."
I shudder, "Yeah. I feel sorry for her the most."
"You've known her for a really long time, huh?"
"Since we were almost babies. Shit. Twelve years and running. Do you have any old friends that you still talk to?"
"Yeah, on Facebook. Those friends I've made in Russia sometimes ask me if I ever want to meet up with them during the summer and when school is out for all of us.."
I remember now. That photo of him with that girl. Maybe they never really went out after all. I mean, if he knew he was gay around that time period, I highly doubt he'd be interested in messing around with girl like that.
"Are you going to visit them this summer?"
It doesn't help with that small pinch of jealousy inside my chest when I asked that, though. That bitch better keep her hands off of my boy.
He smiles, "I don't know. Now that I've met you and now dating you.. I don't mind them taking a few seats back and prioritizing you instead."
I blush, "Ah, don't do that, Soujiro. Do what you want. I can survive a few weeks if it means you get to see your friends again."
Well, all of your friends except that girl. She can be left behind. Heh.
He looks at me for a while, stunned, ".. Really?"
"Yeah.." My eyes soften into his gaze, "Really. I trust you a lot."
I wish you could all see how fucking red Soujiro's face turned at hearing what I said. Gah, he's so adorable!
He starts to stammer like a dork, "S-stop that!"
"Stop what?!" I laugh, taking the plastic straw from my drink to blow on it and let the bits of foam hit him.
"You're so childish!" He also starts to laugh, trying to shield his face with his arm while the rest of the visitors looked on curiously. But we don't care. It's just us.. Soujiro and I against the world.
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Soujiro and I decided to check out the museum next. I honestly cannot remember when's the last time I went to a museum. It seems like such a middle class thing to do, and I am far below the middle class to know that. I think I was maybe thirteen when I went last time, during a class field trip. We were supposed to study Japan history, and what better way to show children what our home country is about, than to go to a museum? It was fun. Sanosuke and I got in trouble after the trip because we wouldn't shut the fuck up or stop giggling at anything weird we would find. But it was fun never the less. Now that I'm back in a museum for a totally different reason, it just feels a little strange. Nice, but strange.
"That'll be five thousand four hundred yen, please." Droned the ticket master.
Shit. Soujiro probably doesn't care, but to me.. it's still a lot of money for two tickets.
I think in a way, this is motivating for me. When I finish up high school, and follow Soujiro to a prestigious school, I'm going to work my ass off to get all the best grades possible and get that degree. Get that internship and get that dream job. Get paid handsomely and just.. be of use to Soujiro in that way. I don't want him to get stressed out by taking care of everything, financially speaking. I want us to have a great life together, where we rely on no one but each other. I just hope Hiko stays sober. I hope Soujiro's father could somehow, magically, appoint someone else to take on the company throne. I hope for a lot of things, really..
So much to worry about when it comes to the future. I grip on the sleeve of my jacket, biting on the inside of my cheek.
We saw the century paintings and the sculptures. As other patrons would gaze at these lovely works of art, Soujiro would turn to me and make funny faces to mimic the paintings while I tried my best not to laugh too loudly. Or when we would pass a sculpture of someone doing some pose, I'd do the same and Soujiro would take a picture of me with his phone, giggling to himself. It's all so fucking stupid and immature, but we're having a blast. Sometimes we'd catch a dirty glare from the security officers and we'd behave ourselves, until we are far away from them enough to start our shenanigans again. We finally caught the attention of one particularly stern officer and got a heated warning from him that if we continue to act like buffoons, we will be kicked out. We complied and just kept to ourselves..
Until Soujiro blew a raspberry with his tongue at a very important portrait, and we got thrown out.
"Fuck the police!" Soujiro scowls after we got escorted out the building, "Do they even know who I am?"
I laugh, "Okay, but that was fucking hilarious. Did you see how pissed off they all looked?"
He rolls his eyes, "What a bunch of babies. We were only joking around. Not like we were touching stuff or knocking things over. I hate stuck up people who are too by the book. Buncha fuckin' fools."
"Look at him go." I shake my head, laughing.
He beams at me, "What's next?"
I check the time, "It's about to be four thirty. Do you want to tour the castle now?"
He sighs, "I'm getting a little tired, so we'll have to do that the next time we come back here in Osaka. Let's make a dinner reservation somewhere?"
"Okay," I nod, looking through the search engine to find something, "What're we in the mood for?"
"Sushi!" Soujiro gushes.
I shake my head, "Is that our food theme as a couple now? Are we the sushi couple?"
He bravely grabs my arm with his arms, leaning his head on my shoulder as we walk together down the street, "Yeah. I like that. I like that a lot."
I grunt, looking at him in surprise. Isn't he worried that someone will catch us or recognize him and take a picture of us together like this? I mean.. It doesn't look like there are any reporters around or anything like that. But still. I wonder if Soujiro's father is the one who is the public face of the company, while he doesn't show much of his son at all? If that's so, maybe Soujiro is in the safe. Maybe he can show affection towards me, and everyone will be none the wiser. Maybe it is safe to just.. be his boyfriend out in public. Without any fear. Without any shame. And so, I smile subtly at him, guiding us along as he keeps his eyes closed and snuggled up on my shoulder.
We went to a cozy sushi place that's not too expensive or fancy. I offered to pay at least half, but Soujiro insisted on covering the bill. He says he wants me to pay him back in another way, adding a wink at the end of that sentence. I blush and sneered at him, in which it made him laugh in return. We finish up and head back to the hotel to relax for a little bit, on account of it starting to rain and we don't want to be caught wet and freezing out there.
"Thank goodness for the heating." Soujiro quips as he fiddles with this screen that's attached to the wall to change the room temperature, "All that adventuring outside has got my muscles aching for hot water.."
"Ooh, a shower? Wet and naked with Soujiro? Yes, please!" I hug him from behind.
He laughs, "Cut it out!"
"Make me."
This sounds familiar.
"Hmmmm," Soujiro turns around to face me with flirtatious eyes, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Yes. Shower." I grin like a dumb ass, hearing him scoff meanwhile.
We cleaned each other and dried off in the bathroom. Though our hair are still dripping wet, we don't care; we start to passionately make out with each other while still naked, carefully moving our way back into the bedroom. As soon as Soujiro can feel the back of his kneecaps hitting the edge of the mattress, he wraps his arms around my waist to slowly ease both of our way down on the bed, our eyes closed and lips still locked together. With hands roaming and tongues fighting each other, both of our cocks starts to stiffen. Luckily, I packed a few essential items for this sort of activity. But first, I think I'll pleasure him orally. I miss how good he tastes. As I go down on him, Soujiro pants and moans heavily, running his fingers through my wet hair.
"Hah.. Ohh!" He groans as I deep throat him, learning that if I just relax my jaw and throat, that it doesn't feel so bad. I lick under his shaft nice and slowly, savoring him. Meanwhile, I'm playing with myself to make sure I stay rock hard to fuck him later. After a while, I sit up in between his legs and gather a travel sized bottle of lube to drench my fingers with, watching his chest rising and falling from his breathing. He's so fucking beautiful. I'm going to rip him apart with my cock. Satisfied with the level of goo on my fingers, I set the bottle down next to him and separate his legs with my knee cap gently. I brush my fingers in his opening, groaning at the back my throat at the emitting heat that seems to be radiating outwards on my hand. Every time I fuck him, it feels so hot and wet. How does he even do it?
I'm about to find out. Entering both of my fingers into his tight hole, I bite my lower lip at the delicious slick heat. I break out in goosebumps on my arms at the sound of his quiet mewling as I rub the bottom half of his hole. I pump my fingers in and out of him, his breathing quickening and moaning getting louder as each minute goes by. Finally, I curve my fingers upward to hit his prostate, and he flinches; arching his shoulders, neck, and back, he cries out in pleasure and my eyes flicker up from the sight alone.
"Kenshin, ugh!" He groans and winces at the building pressure of my fingering him, "This feels so good!"
"Good." I reply back huskily, masturbating myself as I watch him.
Soon as I feel more confident, I slip in a third finger, much to his delight. With my other hand that was on my cock, I start to play with his nipples, stroking and pinching and even lightly slapping them. He pants and whines at all of this, making me laugh in return. He starts jerking himself with one hand while stroking my cock with his other one, and soon I join in on the pleasure cruise. God, this is so fucking amazing! I want to fuck Soujiro for the rest of my life! He's perfect for me! And to think, I could ever find another man attractive.. such an idea wouldn't be feasible to me not even a month ago today. I thought that any thoughts of thinking a man looked good was normal and that every straight guy had those same thoughts. I was obviously a fucking fool to think that. But thanks to Soujiro, I'm realizing every day who I really am as a person.
I start to finger him harder, which makes him arch his neck all the way back until he's looking at the wall behind the mattress. I lean in to start licking his neck as if he were candy, and all he could muster were hitched breaths and gasps of pleasure. I look to see that he's just barely holding his bottom lip with his teeth, the skin on his face and chest glowing light pink. He must be feeling so good, he could hardly speak or make a sound. I shudder at that delicious thought, ramming my fingers up in there a little faster now.
"Haaah!" His breathing goes up a few octaves and then slaps a hand over his mouth to quiet himself, but I grab his wrist to let his mouth go.
"Don't. Don't you dare silence yourself in front of me." I growled, "I'm going to fuck you now."
He looks at me helplessly, practically drooling from all of this, "Kenshin.."
I retreat my fingers from him, spreading his legs outward and taking his hips to levitate him from the bed before I plunge in. I exhale shakily from the tightening heat, feeling light headed from all the blood that's gone from my brain, and Soujiro inhales sharply with his body accepting the girth. This is gonna be awesome. I lie all the way down to make out with him as I thrust my hips into him, gently at first. Soujiro once again runs his fingers through my hair and I let him. I never let anyone else touch my hair.. at least, not for any longer than necessary. I'm a little protective of it, and only I can do what I want with it. Sometimes I wonder if my birth mother ever ran a baby brush through my newborn hair or if my father is the one who has the red hair. I just don't remember anything about them. But for some reason or another, I just don't like it when people touch my hair.
I used to get teased about it a lot, and would get called a demon child or a "half-breed" for it. Maybe that's why I'm repulsed by anyone touching it.
But with Soujiro.. I welcome it.
Soon my thrusting picks up the pace and I'm sucking on his collarbone. Soujiro would hump upwards to meet in time of my cock sliding into his ass completely, creating a type of pleasure that's getting me chocked up. He can hear me gasping now and starts to chuckle at me, which makes me moan. Hearing him laugh during sex is always so hot and sexy to me. The headboard of the mattress continues to rock against the wall behind it, but we're not too worried. If this hotel is anything like all the other fancy ones out there, this room should be soundproofed. I soon sit up and drape one his legs over my shoulder and fuck him harder and faster now, the sound of skin slapping against skin sharp in the air. After several maddening moments, I flinch, cumming hotly into that tight ass of his. He soon follows afterward, his cum shooting nice and high and covering his own face, chest, and stomach with it.
I slip myself out of him and fall all the way on my back to the bed, out of breath, "Phew!"
Guess it's time for another shower.
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After that second shower (Hah!), the clock turns seven in the evening. This day feels so long but good. Though tomorrow will be spent traveling, Osaka is only an hour or so away from Kyoto by car, so it's not like we have to get up super early in the morning. So we decided to go out for a nice evening stroll outside. Though nippy, a nice jacket and a hat is enough to keep us both warm. We're lucky that it hasn't snowed at all this year, but that's global warming for you. Soujiro and I decided to go into this little nature park that's not too far from the hotel. Nature seems to take on an even deeper beauty when night time hits. With lamp posts that light the ground for us to walk comfortably together side by side, Soujiro and I began talking about our childhood pasts.
"I don't remember much about Paris, except running around in a big beautiful house that's settled in the south of France." Soujiro tucks some hair behind his ear as he smiles shyly at our walking shoes, "I sometimes wonder if my father still has the address on it, because some of my best years ever were spent in there. Especially during the summer. My parents would own a vineyard and have fresh red wine to drink every evening, and I'd play with our dog Tuli out somewhere in the fields. It's a very safe place, so my mom didn't have to worry much about me. As long Tuli was with me, she could protect me from anybody suspicious."
"South of France sounds nice." I sigh, looking up at the stars. They look so gorgeous tonight. They can't compare to the beauty that's walking right next to me, of course.
"It is. We should go visit there together someday," Soujiro takes my hand upon saying that, and I give it a reassuring squeeze, "What do you remember about your childhood, Kenshin?"
I frown, "I'm not sure. I remember just being with Hiko the entire time. We've always lived in Kyoto and always in that one shitty ass house. He used to have a good job in the police force, though. He was a detective, you see.."
Soujiro is quiet when I said that, and I turned to him to see his eyes a little wider than usual, staring ahead, "Oh. A detective. I see."
"What?" I smiled at him and pulled him into a side hug, nuzzling into his neck, "You're not worried about that, are you? Do you think Hiko is gonna find something about you or your dad?"
"It's not funny." Soujiro gently shoves me away from him.
I stop walking and pull him back into an embrace, kissing him. I pull away and whisper, "Sorry."
Soujiro looks like he wanted to be mad at me, but at that little apology, he softens outwardly and leans in to kiss me again.
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"So Kenshin, what do you remember about your childhood?"
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[Twelve years ago]
"Class, we have a new student joining us today. She came from Nagasaki and is very anxious to meet you all. Please welcome Miss Kamiya Kaoru."
The entire class waits patiently as the door opens and the school principal walks in with a small, long haired hair with shy dark eyes. She's wearing a light pink dress, a bow tie, and a white shrug. She blushes and looks down at the floor as our teacher pats her comfortingly on her back.
"Kaoru-chan, is there anything you would like to tell us about yourself?"
Kaoru shakes her head no, making some of the kids giggle at her expense. Meanwhile, I, Himura Kenshin, sit in the middle of the class, watching her in curiosity. She seems nice. I don't like how the kids here like to make fun of anyone who's just a little bit different from them. My best friend Sanosuke sits next to me and leans to the side to whisper to me, "Hey, maybe we should talk to her during recess."
I look at him bewilderingly, "Are you crazy? What if she thinks we're weird?"
"We are weird!"
"Are you two having fun?" The teacher smiles at us and puts her hands on her hips, "Do you two want to help Kaoru today in settling in and showing her the ropes?"
Sanosuke jumps up from his seat with a beam, "Yes ma'am!"
I shyly get up from my seat and nod, "Yeah, okay."
During our other classes like counting, reading, and art, we would always sit next to or near Kaoru in order to introduce her to the teachers as well as the other kids. It seems like the other kids weren't too keen on her, for some reason. So we kinda just took her on as one of our own. At recess near the swings, we met up with Misao and Yahiko, and luckily they were more receptive towards Kaoru despite her meek nature.
"I like your hair!" Misao gushes as she starts braiding a section of Kaoru's hair from behind her. Kaoru lets her do so, happily.
"What does your mommy and daddy do?" Yahiko asks while swinging gently, watching the girls.
Kaoru shrugs, "My daddy works as a man in a hard yellow hat and my mommy stays at home."
"Hard yellow hat? Like a construction worker? So does my dad!" Yahiko jumps away from the swing set and takes out his toy cars from his pocket to show me and Sano, "Do you want to race with me again?"
"Do I!" Sanosuke grabs one while I grab the other.
A day like this just seems so ordinary. We didn't think that Kaoru would actually stay with us, or stay friends with us. But she did and we grew up together. The awkwardness of puberty has lead Kaoru into slowly becoming more and more beautiful with each passing year that I've gotten to know her, though I started somewhat of a relationship with another girl when we were all twelve years old. That girl being, of course, Tomoe. Tomoe and Kaoru have met a few times and they seemed to get on well, though I can tell that sometimes Tomoe tells me she thinks Kaoru likes me a lot. And she said it with such a serious look on her face, that I couldn't help but laugh uneasily at hearing that. I really don't think Kaoru could ever like a runt like me!
But man, we were all such great friends. When we met Megumi at nearly thirteen years of age, it was through her that we met Aoshi. Something about fathers meeting each other through a work function or something. Whatever, but Misao fell head first in love with Aoshi since the very beginning. Aoshi was like a big brother to all of us, being three years older than all of us. We always felt safe with him because he seemed to know exactly what to do no matter how sticky the situation. I learned to fight thanks to him, and so did Sanosuke. Megumi took in Kaoru and Misao as the sisters she never had and they always share nearly everything together. We were growing as a platonic family and we always promised each other every year that we would never separate, or have someone come in between us.
No matter what. We were and will be, friends until the end.
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Soujiro appreciated that story. I wanted to tell him more, but I didn't wanted to tire him out since we had a long day. He looks so cute when he's tired; I just wanna snuggle up with him forever. We walked around the park until the clock strikes eight. Soujiro suggests we go to a cafe and have something hot to warm us up, to which I agreed. We find a small one that's nicely decorated and cozy, some chairs being actual sofas where people can lie on and watch someone recite personal poetry on a small stage. It was really comfortable. Though nothing could ever be as comfortable as doing anything physical with Soujiro. As we drink our hot cocoas, and the music plays a quiet jazz track, we have our foreheads pressed together and staring into each others' eyes. Soujiro would flicker his eyes downward with a shy smile, but I'd keep my eyes squarely into his, amorously happy by him.
"This next talent will be doing a cover of Ben Howard's 'Only Love'. Give it up to Shikyo and the band!" One of the owners of the cafe announces on the mic, the patrons clapping politely to welcome the young college aged guys up on stage. They take their time in setting up the drums and acoustic guitars before the front man introduces himself and his friends. Soujiro and I watch curiously as they open up the song, the singer's voice as smooth as silk:
"Darling you're with me, always around me
Only love, only love
Darling I feel you, under my body
Only love, only love
Give me shelter, or show me heart
Come on love, come on love
Watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart."
Soujiro leans in to whisper into my ear, "They're good."
"And I'll be yours to keep." Shikyo sings softly into the microphone.
I whisper back, "Yeah.."
"Darling you're with me, always around me
Only love, only love
Darling I feel you, under my body
Only love, only love
Give me shelter, or show me heart
Come on love, come on love
Watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart
And I'll be yours to keep."
"Soujiro."
"Yes?"
"Would you like to dance with me?"
Soujiro looks taken a back by my question, "W-what?"
I chuckle at his blushing face, "Come on. Let's dance."
I get up from the table, taking his wrist, but he pulls back and stays seated, "I.. I can't. I'm too scared."
"Darling you're with me, always around me
Only love, only love
Darling I feel you, under my body
Only love, only love
Give me shelter, or show me heart."
"Don't be. I'm here for you." I lean in to take his other hand and help him out of his seat, walking with him to the center of the cafe. Of course, people all around looked up at us, smiling in amusement. Soujiro seem to want to disappear into the floor, but I don't let this faze me. I'm learning something these days.. I can't let other people's opinions bother me anymore. I have to live my life the way I want, and the life that makes me happy. I can't do that if I keep caring about what my father Hiko thinks, or what my friends all think of us. I have to take life by force and lead it the way I want. Only I can do that.
"Come on love, come on love
Watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart
Watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart"
We face each other and Soujiro looks into my eyes, though his chin is dipped in a submissive manner. I smirk, taking his hand with mine, and my other one on his lower back. After all those dancing lessons taught by Hiko before that winter formal dance that I took Kaoru to, I feel pretty confident. I lead the dance, soft and gentle, and Soujiro, with his own background in ballroom dancing (Or something else that's equally fancy, I bet!), follows me without any missteps. Though all eyes are on us, my eyes are only served to look at you, Soujiro. I want to tell you thank you, Soujiro. Really, for everything. For showing me kindness and support, for showing me how much you really love me. I know you're not perfect. And I am far from that, myself. Maybe there really is something wrong in your world.
"Only love, love, love, only love, love, love
Only love love love, girl show me heart
Come on love, love, love, come on love, love, love
Come on love, love, love, watch me fall apart."
But whatever it is, Soujiro, we can get past it. Together. Because we love each other.
Soon, a few couples joins us by dancing with their own partners, the music gentle and as warm as all of our hearts are on this cold evening. Soujiro watches on as everyone are either looking at us with pride, or dancing together and being just as happy and in love as we are. He looks back at me, and I gaze back at him. I think he's realizing, that not everyone in the world wants to negatively judge him for who he is or who he loves. Though his family life is abysmal and uncaring, and though maybe his faraway rich friends might not accept him once he does completely come out to the world.. at least not everyone shares the same views. At least he can find real friends who can accept him. At least he has me, a boy who is absolutely crazy about him. At least he won't be alone in this world, scared and afraid of harm. At least we have each other.
"Come on love, love, love, come on love, love, love
Come on love, love, love, girl show me heart
Show me love love love, show me love love love
Show me love love love."
"Kenshin.." He whispers, looking like he wants to tell me something. Instead, he closes his eyes and leans in to kiss me. We stay like that for a whole minute, lips and hearts locked together, and my heart and soul flies to the skies.
"Darling I feel you under my body
Darling you're with me forever and always
Give me shelter or show me heart
And watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart."
The music slowly dies down as the song comes to its natural finish, and we hear people clapping and whistling and howling "Yeahhh!". Either those were for the band, or because they saw us kissing and thought it was a great sight to see tonight. I really don't care either way. We separate from the kiss, smiling at one another, hands holding on tightly. As the group disbanded and people started to leave, Soujiro and I leave together hand in hand. It's gotten colder out, and he suggests we go back to the hotel to watch something since he has some USB sticks of some of our favorite horror movies. Hell yeah! We arrive to the hotel about fifteen minutes later and undressed. Since we have a balcony, we won't miss the fireworks, but it won't happen for another three or so hours anyway.
So that's what we did. We got undressed and put on some comfy shit to get into bed and Soujiro gets to work on the DVD player. After some fiddling with technical stuff, we got it to work. He puts on an older black and white horror movie to start out with, though the title of the film is lost on me. The only explanation I have for that is because Soujiro keeps distracting me with every little thing he does. The way he smiles secretly to himself when something catches his eye. How he tucks his hair behind his ear every so often. How there would be the tiniest tremble along the lines of his eyelashes before he'd close them and sigh, and I'd wonder what it is that he's thinking of that made him do that.
I can't help myself around him.
Soujiro breathes hotly in my ear as I have him sit on my lap and his legs spread out, fingering him. While the movie continues flashing on the screen, I caress his chest and nipples with my free hand. Soujiro moans under his throat with every sweet thrust of my fingers and I'm determined to see if I can make him squirt again like last time. God, the first time that happened, it was the hottest thing I've ever seen. I watch in amusement as Soujiro looks at me lustly with his finger in his mouth, trying to excite me as he sucks on it with a demure smile. I start to finger him faster now and he clamps on his finger to silence himself.
"Mm, yeah." He sighs in pleasure.
Though all of this is really hot and sexy.. Today has got me feeling something else, too. A lot of very warm, tender feelings towards Soujiro. If I was twitter patted with him before, I'm absolutely in love with him now. I rub the side of my face with his, whispering in a low voice, "Oh, Soujiro.. I love you."
Hearing that, he clenches and freezes, surprising me. From the corner of my eye I see something splashing and I look ahead to see, just in time, clear liquid squirting out from his cock. I smile and laugh silently, absolutely in shock and loving the view. Dude. Did that just fucking happened?!
"Soujiro, did you just fucking squirted just because I said I love you?" I kiss his reddening cheek, "Jesus Christ!"
"Hah-uh!" He flinches as a couple of more steady streams shoots out of him, "Fuck! Feels.. feels so good.. Ugh!"
I watch in amazement as he goes through the last spurts of him cumming. Guess we soiled the bed, but it was fucking worth it. What a view! I try to lean in to kiss his cheek when he suddenly hops off from my lap and grabs my shoulders. Before I know it, my back slaps the mattress and he leans over me, lips just a hair away from touching, and his eyes bore deep into mine.
"I want.." He steadies his breathing before saying the next sentence bravely, "I want to be inside of you, Kenshin.."
(To be continued)