Fake Fan Fiction ❯ The yaoi-polluted mind of Carol ❯ And so it begins... ( Chapter 1 )

Kiki here! I have so many stories piling up on my hard drive, but while my idea muse is whispering to me nonstop, my “get-your-ass-in-gear” muse ran off to the Bahamas with a hot bi-male couple. So while she is happily engaging in a fiery love triangle… I'm being attacked by murderous plot bunnies. *throws a carrot to distract bunnies* *runs into closet and slams door* So this is a random-ness fic for those who have been saying that it's not fair for me to review when I haven't even posted anything on MM!

 

On to legal matters, I'm not the owner of FAKE, Gravitation (it comes in later), or anything important, so don't sue me. While I may not be broke, I'm damn close enough. Oh, but I do kind of own Carol's yaoi obsessed thoughts, seeing as how they are VERY close to mine ^_~ And Carol is 15, old enough for yaoi, so no freaking out, mmkay?

 

Oh, and for the less bright children out there, as this is about FAKE, there will be yaoi. So… yes. Deal. Enjoy. Adore. *hopeful grin* And review? Flamers get ignored and everyone gets to pretend they don't exist, making their flamey-remarks idiotic and useless, and futile. Nice reviewers get some of my home-made New Year's cake (don't ask, it's tradition). It is the BEST EVER!!! *goes off to drool over cake*

 

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`blah' - thoughts

:and italics: - Carol's thoughts/fantasies

“blah” - normal speech. Duh.

(A/n) - my notes, silly!

 

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Carol turned her head to nod and giggle at Bikky. She wasn't entirely sure what the blond had said, but it was obvious he had meant to be funny. Tossing her hair over her shoulder she sprang up from the park bench and turned back to Bikky with a smile.

 

“C'mon Biks, Ryo said he was making something special, and we don't want to be late!”

 

“Speak for yourself Cal…” the boy grumbled. “I'm getting really sick of seeing that perv getting all lovey-dovey with Dad. I mean, just last night, I had to wait half and hour longer for dinner because the idiot was distracting Dad!” He looked up at her with an outraged expression that she missed, because his last sentence had sent her deep inside of her own thoughts, a smile forming on her lips, and her eyes glassy….

 

: Ryo was standing in front of the stove, humming along with the radio as it played Christmas carols, and mixing the currently cooking sauce with a wooden spoon. Dee snuck up behind him slowly and silently, his trademark `Cheshire cat' grin growing even wider.

Wrapping his arms around Ryo from behind, he leaned in, letting his warm breath caress the older man's ear before whispering, “Looking delicious.” Ryo gave a surprised squeak, shivering slightly at his words.

 

“Ahh, thanks, I hope you like it…” he said softly, leaving the spoon in the pot as he turned in Dee's arms. He smiled slightly, meeting sparkling green eyes with his warm chocolate ones.

 

The grin was back as Dee replied silkily, “Oh, I'm quite sure I will…” and leaned farther in, hungry lips meeting Ryo's sweetly, seductively, and then... :

 

 

“CAROL!” Bikky half-shouted, tapping her cheek. From the way his eyes were filled with slight worry, she gathered that he had been calling repeatedly, and blushed slightly. :Ahh, crap I was doing it again… good thing Biks can't read minds:

 

“Ahh, yes Bikky? Did you need something or can we go? It's kinda cold, and I forgot a jacket.” She smiled prettily, her arms wrapping around herself :I'm sure Dee could keep Ryo warm: emphasizing her bare arms. She was wearing a tastefully sequined tee-shirt, (designed by her), and forest green cargo pants, (altered to fit snugly and show off her curves), barely enough to withstand the now chilly winds. It was warmer earlier, but she forgot to take into account the temperature drop from the sun setting, a mistake she now used to her advantage.

 

Now fully distracted by the need to watch over Carol, Bikky nodded, quickly took her arm, and the pair headed back to Ryo's warm apartment.

 

 

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“We're back! Perv, watch your hands!” Bikky called out his usual greeting, kicking off his shoes as he closed the door after Carol.

 

“Yeah, yeah, monkey, very funny.” Dee replied from his position on the couch.

 

“Dinner's almost ready Bikky, so don't start fighting please.” Ryo called out absently, bustling around in the kitchen. He was cooking some form of chicken, (she could smell it, and her mouth started to water) one of the girl's favorites. Anything Ryo made was good actually, so she came over for dinner whenever possible. Plus she loved the three guys who lived there, so it was always a relief to come over to where she actually felt like part of a family. It wasn't that she disliked her aunt, but most of the time she felt like they had more of a room-mate like relationship, and when she was with Ryo and Dee and Bikky… she felt more. More complete, more loved, more accepted, more protected, she wasn't sure WHAT you would call it, but she knew that they loved her like their own, and she felt the same about them, and family meant so much more when you picked each other.

 

“Dee, so nice to see you!” Carol cooed as she gave him a hug, kissing his cheek softly and quickly whispering into his ear. “Don't let Bikky see the new mark on your neck, he'll freak.” :I can only imagine how it got there…oh how I can imagine…heehee you're not as innocent in this as Bikky likes to think, Ryo. :

 

Dee grinned in reply, his eyes gleaming as he whispered back. “I think he'll get the picture when he sees Ryo. I may have accidentally forgotten to button his shirt correctly.” Pulling back he winked and reclined into the couch, a satisfied smirk on his face. `Take that monkey-boy. Ryo's mine, and there's nothing you can do.'

 

Carol giggled softly as she went into the kitchen, and gasped softly in delight as she saw that Ryo's shirt was, in fact, buttoned incorrectly. :Dee wasn't kidding, even Bikky could figure it out!: “Oh Ryo!” She said giggling as she flew over to him. Her fingers quickly went to work, and she saw him blush severely as she appeared to begin to undress him.

 

“Carol! Wha…what are you doing?” He looked down and saw what she was fixing, and then he groaned in relief. :Relief. He was groaning from RELIEF. God, Carol, you've had a one track mind since you read that manga… the one with the genki singer in love with that author…I mean, since then I can't stop thinking about Dee and Ryo together… and not just them either! It's just… what did they call it? Yaoi? It's just so hot! Maybe I'll show it to Lass, god knows Bikky would die if he knew why I was grinning like I was insane when he and Lai started wrestling… with no shirts… and then Lai jammed his mouth onto Bik's while he pinned him down… WAIT! That last part didn't happen… see what I mean?? OK, girl, calm down, Ryo's talking. Deep breaths. Stop grinning! Calm normal Cal, c'mon…:

 

“Oh my god, Dee is so evil. Thank you Carol,” he said with a relieved smile. “Dee got a little impatient for dinner and ahh...” He broke off, blushing profusely as he turned back to the food. “Well, never mind that. Why don't you just go and hang out in the living room with Dee and Bikky? I'm almost done here.”

 

She sighed softly inside her mind. Ryo was just sooooo cute when he blushed, and she could easily understand why Dee made him do it so much. :Now that I think about it, Dee always does want him to do it all the time…I knew when Bikky told me about it that those noises weren't ghosts. As street-tough as he is, he must be fairly innocent if when he hears groans at night, and Dee's over, the first thing he thinks is still ghosts.: Giggling softly again, she left the kitchen, calling behind her, “I'm going to use your restroom Ryo!”

 

She closed the door behind her, and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She grinned to herself at the couple's antics, and quickly adjusted her hair. Humming to herself, she allowed her thoughts to drift off…

 

:Dee had pushed Ryo up against the counter, and he gave out a low growl as the honey-blond pulled away, panting softly.

“The sauce Dee…” he whispered with hooded eyes. “It'll burn…”

Dee turned around quickly, turning the burner on low, and then pouncing on Ryo with renewed passion. Ryo moaned into the heated kiss, one arm moving up to slowly tangle in the silky head of hair in front of him, the other wrapping around the younger man's waist to pull him closer, their waists now crushed together.

Dee groaned at the delicious friction, and he let his hands slide gently up underneath Ryo's shirt, softly caressing his stomach before sliding one finger under his waistband teasingly, then slipping back up again. As his right hand traced a twisted path up Ryo's chest, his left quickly started on the evil shirt buttons. Dee moaned deeply, and fingers paused in their work as Ryo had begun to make small circles with his hips, pushing up towards Dee's and then slightly away again, as he nibbled lightly on Dee's bottom lip.

“Tease…” Dee accused, pulling away from the scrumptiously addictive mouth in front of him, then thrusting his hips forcefully into Ryo's, effectively pinning him against the counter and dipping his head down to nibble on the sweet skin of the blonde's neck, earning a low moan from the older man who helplessly closed his eyes as he basked in the sweet torture…:

 

“Carol, dinner's ready!” Ryo's cheery voice called out, interrupting the girl's thoughts, sadly before it got REALLY good.

 

“Coming Ryo!” she called out in her normal perky tone, checking her reflection one last time. `Oh my, I'm blushing…' :Ryo's cheeks tinted a delicious pink as he moaned again, noises muffled against Dee's skin…: `And that last thought really didn't help.' Shaking her head, she walked out into the kitchen with a grin as she saw Bikky and Dee already squabbling.

 

 

 

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A/N: Ok, so I'm not quite sure if this totally sucks or what. Personally, this was just to try and break down that brick wall known as writer's block, so chances of this being continued are fairly high, as this will be a constant thing to keep me motivated. Don't expect an actual “plot” to arise, as this is mostly for my own pleasure. Ah, but it will have some semblance of a plot, and action between our lovely duo, so that's always nice. ^_~ Love you all anyways, (even if you hated this with a passion)

~Fullmetalguitar

 

(By the way. Audioslave, Seether, and Gravenhurst rock my freakin' world.)

 

EDIT: I went through it, adding a little part here and there, deleting a sentence once or twice; basically random editing. Nothing earth-shattering, but something that needed to be done! I'm currently writing (*bleh* hand-writing, so while it lets me ignore teachers and work on it in school, it takes a lot longer) another story, so this one will be updated not-so-often. Because, you know, it's not because I'm lazy or anything…. *nervous laugh* But since I DID have most of today off (midterms) I thought it would be wrong if I didn't do at least a little work on the story!