Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ And Then They ❯ Formidable Dawnings ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Black Hylia 
Kinda OOC for Kyou being so contact willing.
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.28.2003 | Updated On: 08.02.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 3.8K | Status: Teaser
Kinda OOC for Kyou being so contact willing.
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.28.2003 | Updated On: 08.02.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 3.8K | Status: Teaser
Black Hylia: Greetings and salutations everyone. Welcome to 'And Then They' which was originally posted on Fanfiction.net, but some moron decided that they would report me and get two of my stories taken off.
Sanzo: Just get on with it already.
Black Hylia: I'm getting there! Sheesh. Anyways, as I said in the summary, no lemon in this chapter- but it leads up to it. Rated for cursing and lemon content. Hope you enjoy.
Sanzo: She does not in any way, shape, or form own Fruits Basket- nor any of the characters. Plagerism and whatnot will NOT be tolerated. Now read and enjoy.
AND THEN THEY EPISODE I: FORMIDABLE DAWNINGS
The sun beamed across the floors of the Shigure household as the crisp September wind brought the smell of soup drifting through any open door. All was clam, excpet for the orange tabby racing down the stairs, and crashing through the screen door leading to the dining room.
"AH! Who's cooking leeks?!!"
The dog, who had been comfortably reading at the table, casually walked over to the door for further investigation of the small hole. "Kyou?" he inquired. "Where are you?" Claws raked across his right calf.
"Right HERE, you idiot!!" Crimson eyes went wide as Shigure yelped and promtply fell backwards. "Get OFFA me, you bastard!"
The novelist pouted a moment over his damaged leg before standing again. Turning, a brow quirked at seeing his younger cousin spralwed out on the floor. "Kyou.. why are you transformed?"
"It's those damn leeks!! I got one wiff of those and POOF- I'm back to this size!!" His growl eminated from the back of his throat; as usual, he wasn't the happiest teenager in the world. "Get..them...out..of... here." The look upon his face was enough proof that he would savagly murder whoever made the soup. Shigure was indeed frightened enough to hastily grab the pot of soup and hurl it out the window.
Kyou made a frantic retreat to his room for fear of transforming back into a human- a nude human no less. With a sound like a muffled thud, smoke rose to the ceiling. "Gods! I HATE it when it does that!" His coughing echoed through the room as he fanned the air madly. Finally deciding it was hopeless, he shouted, "Screw it!" and opened his window, nearly breaking it in the process.
His door suddenly opened, a concerned Ayame peering in. "Kyou-kun? Is that you?" Four eyes bulged as the smoke which was neatly obstructing Ayame's full-body-Kyou view drifted out the window. Orange hair bristled and a loud hiss echoed through the entire second floor of the house before a loud thud and slam rang, indicating that the sixteen-year-old had leapt into the closet and slammed shut the door.
More coughing came to him as an answer before the cat covered his mouth and shouted, "Who ELSE would it be?!!"
"Don't get fussy with ME!" Ayame sounded like a child when he pouted. "I heard coughing and I thought Yuki was having another azethma attack."
The coughing finally died and after many more thuds, the forgotten Zodiac stumbled his way out of the closet, adorned in his trademark khakis.
"Even if he WAS, why would he be in HERE?!!"
"...I don't know." A slow grin plastered itself on the snake's face. "Why don't YOU tell ME?" He laughed as a pair of dirty pants was launched at his head.
"GET OUT!!" Kyou raced to the door to pullvarise the perverted snake, only to have the door shut on him.
Ayame chuckled deeply as he listened to the stream line obscentities that was directed at him. "This is going to be an interesting week."
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A loud groan eminated from the upper floor, blind scribbles progressing in number as they made their way onto an infuriating assignment. A snap, a growl, a loud creak, and then a slam..... Then another... And then another. Another stream of obsentities was made crystal clear to the other inhabitants of the house.
With a very audible sigh, the orange cat flopped back onto his bed, books bouncing to the floor. A slow smile played across his face. "Oh well, at least that damn rat doesn't know the Ayame's here. I need a good laugh." He chuckled to himself, then burst out laughing when he heard a very profound,
"Yuki-kun!!"
"Wha-what are YOU doing here?!" More laughed was issued from the cat.
"I came to visit my baby brother of course!" Ayame's half giggle half chuckled rang through the house, followed by a continuation of Kyou's laugher, and Yuki's sputtering.
"I think you should leave." It was a wonder the mouse didn't yell at the top of his lungs to do so!
The snake merely laughed, tossing his braid of silver behind him. "Don't be silly, dear brother. I'm staying the entire week!"
Any piece of laughter died and Kyou shot up in bed, holding on to the furniture with such strength his knuckled paled white.
The brother duo gazed at the ceiling as a door sung open and padded feet raced across the hall. They watched with surprise as Kyou nearly fell down te stairs, completely missing the last three steps and practically flew over to them.
Grabbing the snake by his obviously expensive shirt, he shooke vigorously. "What the hell do you MEAN you're staying for the week!?! SHIGURE!! Get your ASS out here!!"
A soft whisper made its way to their ears. "...I can't."
Shoving Ayame aside Kyou stomped over to Shigure's room and pounded furiously upon the door. "Whadya MEAN you can't?!!!"
The dog sighed dreamily, equally frightening his younger cousins. "After a night of longing passion, Aya and I fell asleep in each other's arms. Upon awakening, I found myself bare with no clothes to warm myself with. My first and final thought- Aya-chan had once again gotten the best of me."
"You're not angry with me, are you 'Gure-san?"
"Oh, I could never be angry with such an exquisite man, Aya-chan!" You didn't have to look to tell that they had gotten those same smarkles in their eyes.
Yuki and Kyou threw each other frantic looks before Kyou looked back at the door. "ALL OF THEM?!!" Another lustful sigh gave him an answer and he stormed back upstairs, shouting, "I'm surrounded be perverts!"
Back downstairs Yuki was perched upon the couch, sighing heavily into his pale hands. "At least we know WHY he let him stay here.... This is going to be a loooong week."
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The roof- his sanctuary, his paradise, the place where his thoughts could take flight....
"If that damn Shigure and Ayame would shut the hell up!" Rolling out of his comfortable position and onto his stomach, he pounded on the ceiling below him. "Hey! Shut UP in there! SOME of us don't need to hear your disgusting noises ALL DAY LONG!!"
The noises stopped momentarilly before a deep voice called out. "Kyou- kun, if it bothers you so much, then go make your own noises!"
The cat blanched at the innuendo. "You sick pervert! I swear I'll beat the living crap outta you- you too Shigure!!"
"What'd I do?" the dog whinned before his voice suddenly raised another octave due to a specifically calculated thrust.
Kyou huffed and flipped back over, arms behind his head as he gazed at the night sky. He had luckily managed to spend the entire day without killing Ayame, most due to the fact he spent most of the day aruging with Yuki over trivial matters such as where the remote had been placed, why Yuki looked so girlish, and why Hatori gave him so many check-ups. Yes, life was never boring in the forest house of the three Sohmas.
Kyou felt his eyelids becoming heavier. "...Never boring at all..." With that thought, he drifted into sleep.
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The sound of a car door slamming shut floated to the rooftop, Kyou's brows forking in disturbance before his eyes slowly opened. Upon coming in to focus, he lazily scratched his toned stomach, eyes still closed. A loud hawk cry made him nearly plummet from his perch and he silently cursed anything which could fly. Another door closing, feet shuffling, bags rustling- all these sounds meant something was wrong... Or someone was staying over.....
"Ha'ri!" Shigure piped from the doorway before coming to embrace his long time friend. The doctor 'ch'ed before pulling away from the vice grip. "It's be too long." The dog gripped his chin and looked longingly into the morning horizon. "The days passed without end, my longing to see you burning deeply within me..." He sighed deeply and returned his gaze to Hatori in time to see him roll his eyes; he smiled at his friend.
"I saw you three days ago; I talked to you yesterday."
"Yeah, so cut your novel bullshit and get your happy ass to help us!" Kyou recognized that voice and hastily hid himself from view.
"Ah, Black Haru, what a wonderful surprise!" Patting his younger cousin upon the head proved to be ill-advised as he was left with more than one bruise afterwards.
Hatori chidded, "Moron." and followed the sulking Hatsuharu into the house.
"You know you love me, Ha'ri-kun!"
The corners of his lips quirked up. As much as he crtisized, as sarcastic as he was, Shigure was still his closet friend, Ayame as well. They were a handful sometimes, most of the time actually, and he often titled it as baby-sitting idiots, but they were HIS idiots.
The dragon softly whispered, "Yes, Shigure, I truly do."
The novelist bounded after his cousins, closing the door and bounding to where Ayame was crushing Hatori in a hug. He laughed to himself at the way Ayame's arms snaked around Hatori and constricted- the Zodiac proving to have a sense of humor after all.
"What took you guys so long?"
Hatori glanced at his grinning cousin. "I had decided I might as well give Hatsuharu a driving lesson..."
"Got lost, didn't you?"
"For two hours..."
Haru growled. "Hey, it's not MY fault I'm bad with directions."
Yuki entered the room just then, bidding a 'good morning' to the cousin duo before glancing at the ceiling. Opporation Kill Kyou comense.
"I wonder where Kyou could be." His innocense was laced with deceit and quickly caught on by Shigure.
"Why, I believe he's on the roof. He slept up there, you know- gazing at the stars, hoping his true love would come and rescue him from the silence of his everyday life."
Silence, my ass! He and Ayame were probably going at it all night long. Haru said to himself, slinging his bag over his shoulder and proceeding upstairs.
Tossing his belongings in Kyou's room, he made his way up to the roof only to find Kyou with his ear pressed against the ceiling below with his butt hung in the air, obviously trying to decipher whether or not he was anywhere near him. His hearing failed him through the two layers of building material, failed him miserably, and he jerked his head up as he felt a gloved hand fondled him from behind.
"Hey there, kitten, listening for me?" His hand was smacked away and he laughed as the cat scrambled to get away.
"Stay the hell away from me, Black."
"Aw, what's the matter? Scared of little ol' me?"
"Hell ya, I couldn't sit down for three days the last time you went Black on me!"
Haru crawled his way over to the retreat cat, clutching his ankle and pulling him underneath him. "I got a little excited is all." The ox attacked a bronze neck, licking hungrily to a chisled jaw line.
"Ha-Haru.. Not here." The ox nipped at his warm neck, trailing up to an exposed ear, nibbling on the lobe and blowing softly on the moisture; Kyou groaned as he felt his arousal begin to rise.
Hatsuharu merely asked, "Oh?" He brought a hand down to ghost across the confined sex of his lover, loving the deep moan the fluttered from the cat's lips.
"Someone...Someone might hear us."
"Kitten, everytime someone hears- you're a screamer."
"I am NOT!"
"I beg to differ." he said in between kisses, then sitting up and taking off his right glove with his teeth and running the hand up the cat's sleep shirt.
The warmth of Kyou and the ice that was Hatsuharu clashed violently and the older teen shivered. "Shit! You're hand's cold!"
"Yeah, but you've always been kinky."
"I have n-" His sentence was cut short by a quick, cold finger brushing over his nipple, gaining another loud, "Haaaaaruuuu...."
The ox stopped all minstrations, retreaving his re-gloved hand, standing, dusting himself off, and returning back inside the house.
The sixteen year old lie panting on the roof, involuntarily sprawled, chest heaving, a very visible bulge in his khakis. His hand traveled ever closer to the zipper of his pants and his eyes widened. Shakily standing to his feet, he proceeded to get back into the house.
Before he was completely upstairs, Shigure's voice called, "Kyou-kun? Why are you walking so strangely?"
Kyou turned around, hair bristled, finger pointing to the black and white haired teenager sitting across from Shigure and shouted, "Fuck you! Fuck you to hell, Hatsuharu!" The boy passed a fake look of hurt before cackling miniacally. With that, the cat stormed upstairs and thouroughly secured himself in his room. "Damn him..."
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An hour or so later, he finally decided that food was in order and thusly went to prepare himself a meal. Stalking down to the kitchen, he checked for anyone and everyone and to his surprise, no one was home. He had quite loudly declined when Ayame offered an invitation to go out to eat for breakfast- afraid Black Haru would once again try to pounce on him in public. It wasn't just once, or twice, oh no, Haru had set a record of a whopping thirteen times when he tried to dog Kyou in public, seven of which were in restaraunts.
Opening the cabinets, he reached for a bowl. His arms shot back down, an intense pain welling in his back.
"Must have slept on it wrong." he commented, rubbing his sore back before grabbing a bowl and closing the doors, not without pain mind you. Rumaging through the refridgerator, he grabbed the carton of milk which was clearly marked 'Kyou's' and did as he did every morning, drank straight from the carton.
His cereal was complete and eating time began. It didn't take him long to finish and he tossed his dishes in the sink and headed to the living room, slamming head first into Hatori. Rubbing his face, he got a full view of a tank top wearing, boxer adorned doctor. Blood rose to his cheeks and he growled when he realized he was blushing.
//Is he really that good looking?!!.... Yes, he is. Damn.//
"Kyou? Something wrong? You look like you have a fever." the seahorse drew a hand up to his forehead.
"I'm fine! Leave me alone." He tried to swat hishand away, but felt a tinge of pain run through his back. Grunting, he immediatey retreaved his hand.
The doctor sighed. "What did you do?"
"None of your business, but I think I screwed up my back sleeping on the stupid roof."
"Let me take a look at it and see if you did much damage."
The cat shrugged. "Whatever." He turned, expecting him to look through his shirt. Two hands lifted his shirt nearly over his head and he jerked away, practically clawing at the older Sohma. "What're you doing?!"
"Do you honestly believe I can see through your shirt?" A hazel eye bore into the cat and he reluctantly turned, baring a fleshy back to the doctor. The cat shivered slightly as Hatori's hands ghosted over his back, checking every muscle for damage. The sensation was very different, but strangley his stomach felt as if it were infested with butterflies. He groaned slightly as Hatori's skilled hands glided over his sides and then to his lower back.
The cat softly gasped out, "Hatori."
The hands stopped. "What was that?"
"N-Nothing." He gave a dissapointed huff when the hands pulled away.
"Well, you didn't do damage, but you certainly have more than a few clumped muscles. Get on the floor."
"WHAT?!"
"You heard me. Now before you jump to moronic conclusions, I will be giving you a back massage. I am the only one in the entire family who knows where the pressure points are and what force to use."
Maroon crimson eyes gazed warily at the mellow adult before the cat sighed heavily, reluctantly obliging to letting Hatori do whatever needed to be done. "Lemme get some pillows first." After doing so, he dropped them to the ground and lied down.
"Remove your shirt."
Kyou shot a vicious look up. "No way!"
"I can't do this properly if you don't. Do you want me to miss an area just because you have some self-conscious disorder?"
The orange-haired teen pondered for a moment and finally decided he wanted his back to cease being pained at once for if it kept hurting, he would not be able to train.
"..Fine, but you make sure you don't do anything that'll make me think that you're hangin' with the perverts too much!"
For the first time ever, Kyou saw Hatori smirk. "Don't worry, I promise not to do anything you disagree to."
[A/N I felt the need to put a cliffhanger in here, so there it is. What will Hatori do when he has our sprawled cat submissive to his ministrations? Stay tuned for the next episode: Sex Once A Day Keeps the Doctor At Bay. I want at least THREE reviews!! Thanks and bye!]
Sanzo: Just get on with it already.
Black Hylia: I'm getting there! Sheesh. Anyways, as I said in the summary, no lemon in this chapter- but it leads up to it. Rated for cursing and lemon content. Hope you enjoy.
Sanzo: She does not in any way, shape, or form own Fruits Basket- nor any of the characters. Plagerism and whatnot will NOT be tolerated. Now read and enjoy.
AND THEN THEY EPISODE I: FORMIDABLE DAWNINGS
The sun beamed across the floors of the Shigure household as the crisp September wind brought the smell of soup drifting through any open door. All was clam, excpet for the orange tabby racing down the stairs, and crashing through the screen door leading to the dining room.
"AH! Who's cooking leeks?!!"
The dog, who had been comfortably reading at the table, casually walked over to the door for further investigation of the small hole. "Kyou?" he inquired. "Where are you?" Claws raked across his right calf.
"Right HERE, you idiot!!" Crimson eyes went wide as Shigure yelped and promtply fell backwards. "Get OFFA me, you bastard!"
The novelist pouted a moment over his damaged leg before standing again. Turning, a brow quirked at seeing his younger cousin spralwed out on the floor. "Kyou.. why are you transformed?"
"It's those damn leeks!! I got one wiff of those and POOF- I'm back to this size!!" His growl eminated from the back of his throat; as usual, he wasn't the happiest teenager in the world. "Get..them...out..of... here." The look upon his face was enough proof that he would savagly murder whoever made the soup. Shigure was indeed frightened enough to hastily grab the pot of soup and hurl it out the window.
Kyou made a frantic retreat to his room for fear of transforming back into a human- a nude human no less. With a sound like a muffled thud, smoke rose to the ceiling. "Gods! I HATE it when it does that!" His coughing echoed through the room as he fanned the air madly. Finally deciding it was hopeless, he shouted, "Screw it!" and opened his window, nearly breaking it in the process.
His door suddenly opened, a concerned Ayame peering in. "Kyou-kun? Is that you?" Four eyes bulged as the smoke which was neatly obstructing Ayame's full-body-Kyou view drifted out the window. Orange hair bristled and a loud hiss echoed through the entire second floor of the house before a loud thud and slam rang, indicating that the sixteen-year-old had leapt into the closet and slammed shut the door.
More coughing came to him as an answer before the cat covered his mouth and shouted, "Who ELSE would it be?!!"
"Don't get fussy with ME!" Ayame sounded like a child when he pouted. "I heard coughing and I thought Yuki was having another azethma attack."
The coughing finally died and after many more thuds, the forgotten Zodiac stumbled his way out of the closet, adorned in his trademark khakis.
"Even if he WAS, why would he be in HERE?!!"
"...I don't know." A slow grin plastered itself on the snake's face. "Why don't YOU tell ME?" He laughed as a pair of dirty pants was launched at his head.
"GET OUT!!" Kyou raced to the door to pullvarise the perverted snake, only to have the door shut on him.
Ayame chuckled deeply as he listened to the stream line obscentities that was directed at him. "This is going to be an interesting week."
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A loud groan eminated from the upper floor, blind scribbles progressing in number as they made their way onto an infuriating assignment. A snap, a growl, a loud creak, and then a slam..... Then another... And then another. Another stream of obsentities was made crystal clear to the other inhabitants of the house.
With a very audible sigh, the orange cat flopped back onto his bed, books bouncing to the floor. A slow smile played across his face. "Oh well, at least that damn rat doesn't know the Ayame's here. I need a good laugh." He chuckled to himself, then burst out laughing when he heard a very profound,
"Yuki-kun!!"
"Wha-what are YOU doing here?!" More laughed was issued from the cat.
"I came to visit my baby brother of course!" Ayame's half giggle half chuckled rang through the house, followed by a continuation of Kyou's laugher, and Yuki's sputtering.
"I think you should leave." It was a wonder the mouse didn't yell at the top of his lungs to do so!
The snake merely laughed, tossing his braid of silver behind him. "Don't be silly, dear brother. I'm staying the entire week!"
Any piece of laughter died and Kyou shot up in bed, holding on to the furniture with such strength his knuckled paled white.
The brother duo gazed at the ceiling as a door sung open and padded feet raced across the hall. They watched with surprise as Kyou nearly fell down te stairs, completely missing the last three steps and practically flew over to them.
Grabbing the snake by his obviously expensive shirt, he shooke vigorously. "What the hell do you MEAN you're staying for the week!?! SHIGURE!! Get your ASS out here!!"
A soft whisper made its way to their ears. "...I can't."
Shoving Ayame aside Kyou stomped over to Shigure's room and pounded furiously upon the door. "Whadya MEAN you can't?!!!"
The dog sighed dreamily, equally frightening his younger cousins. "After a night of longing passion, Aya and I fell asleep in each other's arms. Upon awakening, I found myself bare with no clothes to warm myself with. My first and final thought- Aya-chan had once again gotten the best of me."
"You're not angry with me, are you 'Gure-san?"
"Oh, I could never be angry with such an exquisite man, Aya-chan!" You didn't have to look to tell that they had gotten those same smarkles in their eyes.
Yuki and Kyou threw each other frantic looks before Kyou looked back at the door. "ALL OF THEM?!!" Another lustful sigh gave him an answer and he stormed back upstairs, shouting, "I'm surrounded be perverts!"
Back downstairs Yuki was perched upon the couch, sighing heavily into his pale hands. "At least we know WHY he let him stay here.... This is going to be a loooong week."
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The roof- his sanctuary, his paradise, the place where his thoughts could take flight....
"If that damn Shigure and Ayame would shut the hell up!" Rolling out of his comfortable position and onto his stomach, he pounded on the ceiling below him. "Hey! Shut UP in there! SOME of us don't need to hear your disgusting noises ALL DAY LONG!!"
The noises stopped momentarilly before a deep voice called out. "Kyou- kun, if it bothers you so much, then go make your own noises!"
The cat blanched at the innuendo. "You sick pervert! I swear I'll beat the living crap outta you- you too Shigure!!"
"What'd I do?" the dog whinned before his voice suddenly raised another octave due to a specifically calculated thrust.
Kyou huffed and flipped back over, arms behind his head as he gazed at the night sky. He had luckily managed to spend the entire day without killing Ayame, most due to the fact he spent most of the day aruging with Yuki over trivial matters such as where the remote had been placed, why Yuki looked so girlish, and why Hatori gave him so many check-ups. Yes, life was never boring in the forest house of the three Sohmas.
Kyou felt his eyelids becoming heavier. "...Never boring at all..." With that thought, he drifted into sleep.
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The sound of a car door slamming shut floated to the rooftop, Kyou's brows forking in disturbance before his eyes slowly opened. Upon coming in to focus, he lazily scratched his toned stomach, eyes still closed. A loud hawk cry made him nearly plummet from his perch and he silently cursed anything which could fly. Another door closing, feet shuffling, bags rustling- all these sounds meant something was wrong... Or someone was staying over.....
"Ha'ri!" Shigure piped from the doorway before coming to embrace his long time friend. The doctor 'ch'ed before pulling away from the vice grip. "It's be too long." The dog gripped his chin and looked longingly into the morning horizon. "The days passed without end, my longing to see you burning deeply within me..." He sighed deeply and returned his gaze to Hatori in time to see him roll his eyes; he smiled at his friend.
"I saw you three days ago; I talked to you yesterday."
"Yeah, so cut your novel bullshit and get your happy ass to help us!" Kyou recognized that voice and hastily hid himself from view.
"Ah, Black Haru, what a wonderful surprise!" Patting his younger cousin upon the head proved to be ill-advised as he was left with more than one bruise afterwards.
Hatori chidded, "Moron." and followed the sulking Hatsuharu into the house.
"You know you love me, Ha'ri-kun!"
The corners of his lips quirked up. As much as he crtisized, as sarcastic as he was, Shigure was still his closet friend, Ayame as well. They were a handful sometimes, most of the time actually, and he often titled it as baby-sitting idiots, but they were HIS idiots.
The dragon softly whispered, "Yes, Shigure, I truly do."
The novelist bounded after his cousins, closing the door and bounding to where Ayame was crushing Hatori in a hug. He laughed to himself at the way Ayame's arms snaked around Hatori and constricted- the Zodiac proving to have a sense of humor after all.
"What took you guys so long?"
Hatori glanced at his grinning cousin. "I had decided I might as well give Hatsuharu a driving lesson..."
"Got lost, didn't you?"
"For two hours..."
Haru growled. "Hey, it's not MY fault I'm bad with directions."
Yuki entered the room just then, bidding a 'good morning' to the cousin duo before glancing at the ceiling. Opporation Kill Kyou comense.
"I wonder where Kyou could be." His innocense was laced with deceit and quickly caught on by Shigure.
"Why, I believe he's on the roof. He slept up there, you know- gazing at the stars, hoping his true love would come and rescue him from the silence of his everyday life."
Silence, my ass! He and Ayame were probably going at it all night long. Haru said to himself, slinging his bag over his shoulder and proceeding upstairs.
Tossing his belongings in Kyou's room, he made his way up to the roof only to find Kyou with his ear pressed against the ceiling below with his butt hung in the air, obviously trying to decipher whether or not he was anywhere near him. His hearing failed him through the two layers of building material, failed him miserably, and he jerked his head up as he felt a gloved hand fondled him from behind.
"Hey there, kitten, listening for me?" His hand was smacked away and he laughed as the cat scrambled to get away.
"Stay the hell away from me, Black."
"Aw, what's the matter? Scared of little ol' me?"
"Hell ya, I couldn't sit down for three days the last time you went Black on me!"
Haru crawled his way over to the retreat cat, clutching his ankle and pulling him underneath him. "I got a little excited is all." The ox attacked a bronze neck, licking hungrily to a chisled jaw line.
"Ha-Haru.. Not here." The ox nipped at his warm neck, trailing up to an exposed ear, nibbling on the lobe and blowing softly on the moisture; Kyou groaned as he felt his arousal begin to rise.
Hatsuharu merely asked, "Oh?" He brought a hand down to ghost across the confined sex of his lover, loving the deep moan the fluttered from the cat's lips.
"Someone...Someone might hear us."
"Kitten, everytime someone hears- you're a screamer."
"I am NOT!"
"I beg to differ." he said in between kisses, then sitting up and taking off his right glove with his teeth and running the hand up the cat's sleep shirt.
The warmth of Kyou and the ice that was Hatsuharu clashed violently and the older teen shivered. "Shit! You're hand's cold!"
"Yeah, but you've always been kinky."
"I have n-" His sentence was cut short by a quick, cold finger brushing over his nipple, gaining another loud, "Haaaaaruuuu...."
The ox stopped all minstrations, retreaving his re-gloved hand, standing, dusting himself off, and returning back inside the house.
The sixteen year old lie panting on the roof, involuntarily sprawled, chest heaving, a very visible bulge in his khakis. His hand traveled ever closer to the zipper of his pants and his eyes widened. Shakily standing to his feet, he proceeded to get back into the house.
Before he was completely upstairs, Shigure's voice called, "Kyou-kun? Why are you walking so strangely?"
Kyou turned around, hair bristled, finger pointing to the black and white haired teenager sitting across from Shigure and shouted, "Fuck you! Fuck you to hell, Hatsuharu!" The boy passed a fake look of hurt before cackling miniacally. With that, the cat stormed upstairs and thouroughly secured himself in his room. "Damn him..."
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An hour or so later, he finally decided that food was in order and thusly went to prepare himself a meal. Stalking down to the kitchen, he checked for anyone and everyone and to his surprise, no one was home. He had quite loudly declined when Ayame offered an invitation to go out to eat for breakfast- afraid Black Haru would once again try to pounce on him in public. It wasn't just once, or twice, oh no, Haru had set a record of a whopping thirteen times when he tried to dog Kyou in public, seven of which were in restaraunts.
Opening the cabinets, he reached for a bowl. His arms shot back down, an intense pain welling in his back.
"Must have slept on it wrong." he commented, rubbing his sore back before grabbing a bowl and closing the doors, not without pain mind you. Rumaging through the refridgerator, he grabbed the carton of milk which was clearly marked 'Kyou's' and did as he did every morning, drank straight from the carton.
His cereal was complete and eating time began. It didn't take him long to finish and he tossed his dishes in the sink and headed to the living room, slamming head first into Hatori. Rubbing his face, he got a full view of a tank top wearing, boxer adorned doctor. Blood rose to his cheeks and he growled when he realized he was blushing.
//Is he really that good looking?!!.... Yes, he is. Damn.//
"Kyou? Something wrong? You look like you have a fever." the seahorse drew a hand up to his forehead.
"I'm fine! Leave me alone." He tried to swat hishand away, but felt a tinge of pain run through his back. Grunting, he immediatey retreaved his hand.
The doctor sighed. "What did you do?"
"None of your business, but I think I screwed up my back sleeping on the stupid roof."
"Let me take a look at it and see if you did much damage."
The cat shrugged. "Whatever." He turned, expecting him to look through his shirt. Two hands lifted his shirt nearly over his head and he jerked away, practically clawing at the older Sohma. "What're you doing?!"
"Do you honestly believe I can see through your shirt?" A hazel eye bore into the cat and he reluctantly turned, baring a fleshy back to the doctor. The cat shivered slightly as Hatori's hands ghosted over his back, checking every muscle for damage. The sensation was very different, but strangley his stomach felt as if it were infested with butterflies. He groaned slightly as Hatori's skilled hands glided over his sides and then to his lower back.
The cat softly gasped out, "Hatori."
The hands stopped. "What was that?"
"N-Nothing." He gave a dissapointed huff when the hands pulled away.
"Well, you didn't do damage, but you certainly have more than a few clumped muscles. Get on the floor."
"WHAT?!"
"You heard me. Now before you jump to moronic conclusions, I will be giving you a back massage. I am the only one in the entire family who knows where the pressure points are and what force to use."
Maroon crimson eyes gazed warily at the mellow adult before the cat sighed heavily, reluctantly obliging to letting Hatori do whatever needed to be done. "Lemme get some pillows first." After doing so, he dropped them to the ground and lied down.
"Remove your shirt."
Kyou shot a vicious look up. "No way!"
"I can't do this properly if you don't. Do you want me to miss an area just because you have some self-conscious disorder?"
The orange-haired teen pondered for a moment and finally decided he wanted his back to cease being pained at once for if it kept hurting, he would not be able to train.
"..Fine, but you make sure you don't do anything that'll make me think that you're hangin' with the perverts too much!"
For the first time ever, Kyou saw Hatori smirk. "Don't worry, I promise not to do anything you disagree to."
[A/N I felt the need to put a cliffhanger in here, so there it is. What will Hatori do when he has our sprawled cat submissive to his ministrations? Stay tuned for the next episode: Sex Once A Day Keeps the Doctor At Bay. I want at least THREE reviews!! Thanks and bye!]