Fan Fiction ❯ After School in the Locker Room ❯ After Scool in the Locker Room ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

It was rainy that day, nobody to be found in the room, everyone had left for home. Who would want to run in the rain? Even so there was still one person there, silently humming to himself. He liked the rain. The way in beat against his face and the smell it left on his body after going inside. It was a way for his soul to be cleansed. Still he had to bathe before heading back to the dorm. It would be rude to track in mud and water everywhere. It was weird for him to be alone. Kuro was a popular boy after all. His drenched ebony hair glistened in the light and little drops feel from the tips. His eyes we also dark….they seemed to give a doorway into his soul. Kuro was never mean to anyone or made them upset, but he was also never really caring. He was just there.

Alone.

He walked down the isle to his locker, which was a bit larger than the others because of his status on the team. He entered the digits to the lock and opened it putting away his black and crimson soccer uniform and toke his clothes from it along with his pure white towel. The ground was cold on his bear feet. It seemed like he was walking on death itself, but he paid no head to it and continued on his way to the shower. Just like the lockers the bathe room was also deserted of human life. He looked about silently and put down his garments. This bathe room was not fashioned in the new style but the old open way they had in back in the Edo period. Kuro ridded himself of his towel and started the warm water, feeling it with his palm first to make sure it was the right temperature. Once it was he let it run down his pale body. The warmth was nice for a change. He rinsed his raven hair fully immersing it in water. Nothing but the bath water could be heard. Until it was too late.

Kuro was no longer alone.

Hearing the sound of footsteps made Kuro reacted instantly. He was never one to be found off guard. What was it that was approaching him through the steam.
“Kuro!?” a elated voice called to him. ”My friend!”
It was just who Kuro feared the most. Yukito would be one to fear by Kuro’s type.
“Yukito….?!” Kuro was terrified and unprotected, “Why are you here?” He was tense all over. Yukito always made him on edge. Yukito’s hair was a darker red, crimson like the sunset. Scarlet like the first drops of blood that ooze from a new cut. But more interesting from him than his hair was the color of his eyes. They were violet, pretty little lavender orbs that glowed as if they belonged to a god. It was like he was from another planet. Nevertheless that was not the reason that Kuro loathed him so much.
Yukito smiled in delight ignoring how flustered Kuro was. Kuro rarely on occasion spoke to him with concern. In excitement Yukito sped off on a trail of rambling of how he came to be standing there with Kuro. Alone and naked. “Well me and Kamui were walking along the street minding our own business when suddenly a car comes racing along side us splashing us with muddy water and who knows what, and speeds off without even an apology. Honestly the nerve of some people. They should have at least said sorry or something. Of course Kam Kam was furious and runs off after the car in rage taking the umbrella with him leaving me to get drenched even more! I swear Kam Kam is horrible. Either way I got messy and had to go back to the dorm. Well when I got there Kamui was already in the shower and would not let me in to clean myself then I heard another mans voice so I knew he was not alone and probably picked up some poor helpless guy on the street and invited him over for some bathing lessons. But anyway I was so dirty that I had to shower so I came hear knowing that showers would be open for use. But who would have thought I would have run into yo-” Yukito finally stopped to notice Kuro leaving for the door. “Hey! Wait! Kuro!” Yukito ran after him.
“I have no time to listen to this crap you say. I have a life to get back to.” Kuro continued for the door.
“But wait Kuro!,” Yukito yelled as he reached and snagged onto his “Friend”. Kuro looked to his now filthy body that was all thanks to Yukito.
In rage Kuro shouted, “You idiot!!!” Yukito backed off just realizing what he had done to Kuro. “Look at me! I’m all dirty now thanks to your stupid act! How the hell am I gonna go home like this?!”
Yukito whimpered and slowly nudged away from the frightening demon. He tried to remain calm without bursting out into tears. He tried his best to smile. “Well it is a good thing that at least you are in a shower.”
Kuro looked away, he knew he went to far as to yell at him…even though he was annoying. “Hey,….” he paused, “I’m sorry Yuki-” he was caught mid sentence.
“I knew you really liked me!” Yukito said as he leeched onto him again.
“Hey, get off me, you filthy idiot! I need to get cleaned up.” He yelled at Yukito, but not with anger in his voice.
Yukito was glad that they came to an understanding. It was nice to know that Kuro didn’t hate him as much as one would expect. Yukito pulled Kuro to the bath water that was still coming from the shower heads. “Hey Kuro! I’ll help you get cleaned up ok?”

It happened…

Yukito saw it happen….for the first time Yukito saw Kuro blush. It was strange…not in the weird sort but in the childish cute way. That type that you would want to see again and again. The way Kuro blushed only made him more desirable. Almost the uncontrollable desire. Yukito turned his own head away to hide his own pale pink cheeks.
They cleaned themselves. Washing every inch of their bodies, trying to get off the mud and dirty water. Even helping each other out in harder places.
Once they were clean, they headed for the door. Then Yukito noticed a small speck of dirt slightly below Kuro’s lips. “Hey, Kuro, you have something on your face…”
“Where? Here?” he said as he tried to rub away the scum from his face, but failed. He tried to rub it away with more urgency.
“No, wait…here I’ll get it” He reached out his hand and brushed it away with his thumb slightly brushing over Kuro’s bottom lip. It was pale and soft, most likely just like the rest of his body.

Desire.

Kuro blushed again slightly and turned away. “Thanks…..”……Yukito could no longer stand it.

The Desire took over.

Yukito rushed at him, ramming him against the light blue tile wall. Yukito needed it. He needed something to satisfy himself. A kiss was placed on Kuro’s lips,… an intimate one. He was shocked, Yukito was clingy but he had never done anything like this before. Kuro tried his best to struggle away but he failed. Even though he was much more stronger than Yukito he could not pull away. It was as though part of him liked what Yukito was doing. How would he be able to deny the mahogany haired youth?
After what had seemed like an eternity, Yukito let him go.
Kuro had been kissed before. In fact he had been kissed many times by numerous amounts of girls. But this was different. This was real sin. This is the rush he had been waiting for his entire life. Yukito gave a new meaning to the word ‘Lust’.

Could hate be on the same path as Love?

Yukito turned away from the handsome, silent man, whose eyes were half lidded. Yukito was still panting, heavy hot breaths the warmed the cooling air. That kiss was all that Yukito wanted.

All that he needed…..

…..but could there be….

….could there possibly be more that he wished for….

Kuro did not speak, nor did Yukito….for a very long time. Words were not needed then. They are still not needed now. Eventually it was raven haired boy that broke the silence. “Yu…kito.” he worded out breathlessly.
Yukito did not want to hear anymore. He knew what was coming. He knew that the hatred that Kuro had been suspending deep in his heart would only resurface and make itself be know to him. He didn’t want to know, he needed a sanctuary from those words. He had to run.
Yukito turned and tried to dash to the door, tears starting to form in his eyes.

If it is raining in my heart…then it must be blood red rain.

Kuro woke up from his daze. He wanted to know more. Not just about the kiss and Yukito’s feelings but about his own desire and wanting. His own feelings. He reached out. Kuro reached out for Yukito’s hand, and grasped it firmly, pulling Yukito back and closer. Yukito looked at him, eyes full of tears, and uncontrolled pain. Kuro was oblivious to his own actions. It was if he was not entirely himself. Kuro kissed Yukito. Reliving the sensation of their lips melting together in bliss. It was much deeper than the last kiss they shared, much more warm. Kuro’s body was doing what it wanted. And Kuro was not objecting to any of it.

Is it raining in your heart? Is it snowing? Cold as ice?

Silently Kuro brushed his tongue over Yukito’s lips, as if asking for permission. The pleasure was amazing. Willingly Yukito opened his mouth to let the eager Kuro inside for invasion. Their tongues moved together, craving for the other to respond to the touch. Oh, how they craved the other. They needed the passion.

Will the rain ever stop.

Or will it continue for eternity?

“Kuro…” Yukito whispered as they moved away from one another for breath. Those amethyst eyes were alive and fully aware. His face was bright red and he was panting, almost choking on his words. Kuro pressed against him, suffocating him with his body. He was already hard and he could feel him shiver all over his body. Kuro liked the fact that he could do the same to a man that he could to a woman. Almost frantically Kuro went into another kiss. Yukito caught him this time moving his hand in the way of Kuro’s mouth before he could make contact. “Kuro, you…..what are you doing?” his voice was winded and barely understandable.

Will you keep the rain from falling?

Would you shield me with your wings?

Take me to a sanctuary and let me live?


Kuro brushed his cheek against Yukito’s and softly blew on his ear, silently mouthing words that were not understandable. Yukito clung to him try to get something other than unspoken words from his mouth. “Tell me Kuro…why….please….why? What are you doing?” Then the tears came, flowing down his cheeks. Kuro looked at him, the poor sad angel that was letting his heart and soul being taken away by a few kisses and muted whispers.

Let the words speak from your Unforgiven lips.

Kuro kissed the tears away, “I’m loving you, Yukito” Kuro’s voice was calm and true. They made Yukito feel wanted and more alive than he had ever felt before. Yet he was also on the brink of despair. Yukito melted….

Let the words be heard by me, the Beloved.

Yukito let himself be taken in by his desire to be with Kuro. He grabbed onto him trying his best to deepen the bond between them. Kuro licked at Yukito’s neck, lapping up the sweet, salty tracks that were made as Yukito became harder. Kuro pressed Yukito against the wall, making Yukito gasp more for breath. They could feel their velvet hardness’s against one another. Pulsing, Heating, becoming more sex driven than ever before.
Kuro was everywhere. At one moment he was kissing him, at another he was blowing in his ear, and others he was trailing his tongue down Yukito’s soft supple body. In his subconscious Yukito was starting to move his hips against Kuro. Kuro smiled. He directed his attention to Yukito’s ear again. “You want me, right Yukito?” Kuro whispered playfully, and licked his ear lobe. It was almost to much for Yukito to stand, he was about ready to come just from the words that Kuro spewed from his mouth. Yukito was tense, was this the way Kuro acted while making love? A sharp nip at the base of his neck made a breathless moan come from Yukito. Kuro knew exactly what Yukito wanted. “Yukito…you want me to do it with you don’t you? You want me to make you come and make me come as well, huh?” Kuro looked at him in the eyes, those deep lilac eyes, full of want. “Deep inside you…”

Save me, shield me, take me in your arms….

Yukito move against him in a sign of acceptance. “Yes Kuro….I do,” he said. Kuro was delighted for the invitation, and gently propped Yukito up for the taking.
Yukito moved his hands trough the soft wet strands of Kuro’s hair, softly stroking his head. Kuro buried his face in Yukito’s chest readying himself for the invasion in Yukito’s body. Almost there, he moved greedily for the narrow gateway.
There was a small exasperated sound as Kuro pushed the head of his cock inside Yukito. Yukito squirmed , trying to relieve the tension that was inside him. Kuro looked up at Yukito, waiting for his approval to move on. He blushed more with a higher intensity and motioned himself more to let Kuro in deeper. Slowly more of Kuro’s dick pressed into him, and Yukito tightened his grip on Kuro’s shoulders. There would be pain, oh but the sweet pleasure would come as well. Yukito eased himself more onto Kuro until Kuro’s cock was fully inside him. It still hurt a lot, but that was to be expected since Kuro was well above average in size.
Kuro began to move slowly in and out of him and the crimsoned haired youth was enjoying the feeling of Kuro inside him. Everything was blissful. The more Yukito became relaxed the more Kuro increased his tempo and thrust.
“Ahh…..more… Kuro,” Yukito yelled out in pleasure. He lifted his legs up to coil around Kuro’s toned waist. Kuro was easy at first but then it seemed like the man couldn’t hold back. He pounded relentlessly into Yukito giving him no mercy. “Oh God!” Yukito shouted. “More, Kuro!” He was al most there. “I love you!” It was time. Kuro grunted in his urgency to reach that amazing release.

Would you love me till eternity?

Would you never let me go?

At that moment both of them came. Yukito spilling his seed on their stomachs, and Kuro letting it spill from his cock inside Yukito. They both breathed heavily, letting themselves be warmed by each other. Their bodies still clinging together as the relaxed, coming down from that high point. Little by little Kuro eased himself out of Yukito, slowly leading him down to the floor to rest.
Yukito rested himself against Kuro’s chest and snuggled close to him. “Kuro….” Yukito whispered. He moved his fingertips over Kuro’s torso, messaging it softly. The words needed to come out for real this time. “Kuro, I love you.” He hugged him, hoping that maybe Kuro would say the same to him, or a least feel the same.
It was at that moment, Kuro finally realized what happened. What he had said, what he had done, what he had felt as he came inside Yukito. All of it rushed at him at once. How was he going to cope with all of these mixed emotions at once. Part of him still felt as though Yukito and him would never understand each other. The relentless nagging annoyed him as he fought with himself in his mind. Another part of him now loved Yukito to death. It was so strong a feeling that came from his heart. The love he felt as Yukito was so close. Kuro was always one to follow his head instead of his heart. Not letting his emotions get in the way of his clear thinking.
Perhaps in the matter of love it was better though. To follow his heart. Kuro patted Yukito’s head. Smiling to himself, almost crying with tears of joy. Those words were all they both needed. And sure enough they came.
Yukito was happy, happier than ever. For the longest time this is what he wished for, and sure enough it was finally time.

I already feel the love for you.

Yukito kissed Kuro gently, and soon they heard footsteps coming closer, waling abruptly down the hall way, down the locker isle. The didn’t move. They didn’t care. They were together.

And that was all that mattered.

One day I pray. You will love me, as well.





Owari.