Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ I LOVE YOU ❯ Sex Type Thing ( Chapter 13 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or its characters. It belongs to Takaya Natsuki. Nor do I own the lyrics to "Walking Zero", "Sex Type Thing", or "With You" they are property of Sneaker Pimps, Stone Temple Pilots, and Linkin Park (respectively).

Hello: Finally, my next chapter… thought I would never get this thing finished.

Before I do anything else I need to recognize a few very wonderful people. Starting with my editor and dear friend, Smiling Onigiri, who not only helped to talk me out of giving up on this story when I was feeling a little down a few weeks ago, but also because she put up with me worrying this chapter to death, did a brilliant job editing in a very short amount of time, found songs for me, and also handled the song placement in this chapter. Smiling Onigiri, I love you!!!!!

Next, I have to dedicate this chapter to my friend awintersrose, who not only does my editing on "Nectar", but also put me up to including in this chapter a yaoi lemon which I personally think this story was just begging for. It was all in the way of bribery. She wrote me a one shot, and I wrote her this chapter. I got a lovely Yuki/Kakeru lemon called "STRANGE ATTRACTION", out of the deal. (Very happy about this, if you are a fan of yaoi it is very worth your time, but only available at mediaminer.org). She gets this chapter and big hugs!

A few other people that I have to thank and/or make comments to:

(and please forgive me for not being able to thank all my readers personally, every chapter, but I am always time challenged trying to get the next chapter posted, however I hope you know that I adore each and every one of you!)

Sandy, Darkdreams69, Ocasa-no-yumi, Shiemi, Kativa-chan, Joan Mistress of magic, bleedformeee, WannabeHobbit, Kage Tsuki: for always reading and being so nice.

RaeLuvs: For making me laugh with your review "Hmmph. Akito is a perv. I hate him. But I love this story!! Please update soon!" Yes, he is a perv, and I'm embarrassed to admit that I put him up to it.

Kate: who wrote "Why is everyone obsessed with Akito?! For a sadistic bedridden guy he sure is popular!" and my answer is "Because Akito is a HOTTIE! And because the Sohma's don't get out much."

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Orangellama, mental_image, Lady Indigo Star, kash, Daniel of Lorien, Riversong, kirei-mutsumi: Thank you for the kind and very supportive words at a time when I really needed to hear them.

amigoeva, rosa_gigantean: Who wondered what happened to their Yukiru. It's still here, Yuki gets a POV in chapter 14, which is the next one up, but this story is also an Akito/Kureno pairing and has been since about chapter 5 or so. Please forgive me my love of yaoi. I simply cannot help myself, and now that I know that Akito and Kureno really do sleep in the same bed, and I have proof, it's all down hill from here. JK

ANYONE ELSE THAT I MIGHT HAVE MISSED! THANKS FOR READING, REVIEWING AND PUTTING UP WITH MY INSANITY!

Now for the warning: This chapter has yaoi, and it includes a yaoi lemon, I have edited the FanFiction.net version to cut out any overly perverted stuff but still want to give it a manga OT type rating. (I like these rating better then ff.net's movie type ratings, we should see if they will change, hee hee), the NC-17 version is on mediaminer.org and is longer, and in my humble opinion better, but it is not for those who dislike yaoi, or are not old enough to read it. Regardless, if you are innocent of heart, or not a fan of yaoi you might want to skip this chapter, and wait for chapter 14. Also, if you have trouble locating either story on either site feel free to pop me an e-mail and I will be happy to send you the link. (as long as you are old enough to be reading it)

I LOVE YOU

Chapter Thirteen: Sex Type Thing

"Kureno, isn't Yuki awake yet?" I asked impatiently, clicking off the television set and sitting up in bed. "He can't really be that sick? It's been two days since he got here. That Hatori, he's probably just trying to keep Yuki for himself. Go get him, Kureno. Tell Hatori that I want him to bring Yuki to me right now."

"Yuki has pneumonia, Akito. Hatori isn't trying to keep him from you." Kureno told me, sitting the book he was reading down on the bedside table. "He's simply looking out for Yuki, and also for you. Hatori's your doctor. He's concerned about your health." Kureno added, as if educating a foolish child. And then, instead of seeing to my needs, the damn bird pulled me down on top of him. He actually proceeded to wrap his arms around my waist and attempted to kiss me. 'Of all the nerve! This is unacceptable, what in the hell has gotten into him?'

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF ME!" I roared in distain while slapping him hard before rolling away and kicking him out of my bed. "WHO IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO KISS ME? LEAVE NOW, YOU DISGUSTING FREAK! YOU SICKEN ME!"

"Forgive me, Akito. I wasn't thinking." Kureno repented as he bent down to retrieve the robe which I had torn from his body and tossed aside just hours before. "I didn't mean to be so forward. I just...."

"I don't want to hear it, Kureno. I do not like this presumptuous behavior of yours. It displeases me and you are not to do it again." I advised him sharply before averteing my eyes from his abhorrent state of undress. "I'd like you to go tell Hatori to bring Yuki to see me immediately. I am sick of all this waiting around. If I get sick, then Hatori can damn well do his job and cure me."

"Yes, Akito, if that is what you wish." Kureno agreed dejectedly and I balled my hands in my lap to keep myself from lashing out at him. I hated it when he acted like that, like a jealous little girl. How dare he behave like I belonged to him when we both knew it was the other way around? 'How fucking dare he!'

"Stop that, Kureno. You have no reason to act so unhappy. I gave you what you wanted this afternoon, didn't I? Even though it made me sick to my stomach to have you touching me, I allowed you to do so." I informed him coldly and turned my eyes to his face so I wouldn't miss his reaction. As expected, the pain was there. Yes, as intended, I had hurt him... but there was something else, something that concerned me. It was just a tiny flash, Kureno was excellent at controlling his emotions, and if I hadn't been looking for it I might have missed it. Kureno was angry with me!

'Perhaps,' I thought to myself as Kureno bowed obediently to me before turning to leave, 'it might be time to consider sending Kureno away. Shigure's house is vacant at the moment...' the thought brought me great pleasure. 'I might move Kureno there for a bit, that would keep him from being a distraction.' Now that my plan was ultimately coming to fruition, I certainly couldn't allow for complications.

"Yes, Kureno must go." I decided, and my heart filled with joy at the prospect of having Yuki as Kureno's replacement. After such an annoyingly long wait, things would be as they were always meant to be. My lover was returning to my side.

It had not been easy, but now that Tohru Honda was out of the picture, Yuki would indeed be mine. The necessary groundwork had already been laid, a process that had taken many months of hard work and self-control but was definitely worth the effort. At long last Yuki was learning to trust me, and I suspected, learning to love me as well.

Even if Yuki had not been fated to be my lover, he would have been the one I chose for myself. We were so alike. It was only natural that we fall in love. Yuki and I, we were both intelligent, charming, and I recently discovered, perverted. I had to admit that it pleased me greatly to learn that Yuki and I shared a similar fascination with erotic novels.

At first when I asked Yuki to read to me it was only part of the game. It was my way of teaching Tohru Honda a lesson. I never expected getting the girl a part time job at a certain 'specialized' bookstore would be such a brilliant decision on my part. Using the little slut as my personal hentai book broker and then coercing the virginal Yuki into my bedchamber to read the filthy novels turned out to be a tremendously amusing, and vastly enjoyable, form of entertainment.

It turned out that Tohru Honda had a knack for finding the most intriguing novels. Although I will admit that, at first, I was not so confident. The initial shipment of books all shared the same theme, vampires, and I was extremely disturbed by this obvious show of disrespect. I was, however, pleasantly surprised when I witnessed Yuki's reaction to these stories. It was completely precious, the way his pretty cheeks would burn the most adorable shade of pale peach and his innocent voice would fall to a sexy little whisper whenever he came upon a particularly nasty word. It was simply too perfect. From that moment on, I insisted that Tohru only purchase books touching on this subject matter. Yuki obviously enjoyed them, and since they appeared to make him especially aroused, I figured it was only a matter of time before Yuki succumbed to me and became my lover.

It truly was a perfect plan, although it was a shame that I hadn't thought of it sooner. It was also unfortunate that I had found it necessary to put my book broker out of commission. I really hadn't wanted things to go that way, at least not so quickly. It simply couldn't be helped, the little tramp was asking for it, and I do admit it brings me great joy to cause that girl pain. In the end, it served her right. She should have known better then to steal what was mine. After all, I did warn her, she simply chose not to listen. I certainly couldn't be blamed for that. Tohru Honda had gotten exactly what she deserved.

*

Sacrifice my vanity, kick off my heels

A careless weight on your hatred,

Understand it's so simple, a simple please

To keep the faithful on a wounded knee

*

"He's still that... that thing?" I complained distastefully, wrinkling my nose as Hatori entered my room carrying the tiny rat. I didn't like Yuki's zodiac form. Unlike Kureno, who transformed into a lovely little sparrow, Yuki was a repulsive, furry rodent.

"He's very ill." Hatori said disapprovingly. "You know that we transform whenever our bodies experience a traumatic illness. Perhaps I should take Yuki back to his room for now. When he's better...." Hatori's babbling was cut off by a loud puff of violet and gray smoke. When it cleared I was thrilled to see Hatori no longer holding an ugly, filthily rat, but instead carrying my beautiful, and completely naked, silver-haired lover.

"That's alright, Hatori." I smiled happily. "You can put Yuki down beside me." I pulled back the covers so Hatori could place Yuki in my bed and then looked past Hatori to Kureno.

"Kureno, can you bring me some water and a wash cloth at once? I would like to give Yuki a sponge bath."

Kureno nodded, refusing to look me in the eye, before he left the room to do my bidding. I didn't care, the idea of cleansing Yuki delighted me and I was grinning like a child when I looked up into Hatori's stern gaze.

"What is it, Hatori? Do you have something that you want to say to me?" I wondered, still smiling ecstatically but at the same time allowing the tone of my voice to convey my annoyance. The thing that I hated about Hatori, the reason I had never bothered to take him as a lover, was his pompous, judgmental attitude.

"I do, Akito, there are some things that I would like to discuss with you." Hatori informed me, and I sighed.

"And do these things need to be discussed right now, right this moment, Hatori? Are you sure that right now, when I am actually having a very rare moment of fun, is really the time you would like to discuss these things with me?" I glared accusingly into his one good eye, daring him to attempt to ruin my enjoyment, daring him to piss me off. Hatori was in love with Tohru Honda, he simply worshiped the silly little bitch. The stupid doctor had always been a sucker when it came to women. It was his greatest weakness, and it had cost him dearly. When Hatori went against me and fell in love with Kana, he lost my confidence. When he went against me a second time and fell in love with Tohru Honda, he lost my respect. Hatori's opinion of me meant nothing. His position as the family doctor, however, made him invaluable, and as such I was forced to continually humor him.

"I suppose that it can keep for a bit." Hatori backed down. "Will you be requiring anything further of me, Akito?

"No, Hatori, you may leave." I told him, and turned my eyes back where they desired to be. Yuki's naked flesh looked so very inviting and I wanted us to be alone. I was dying to touch him, to caress every inch of his enticing creamy skin, but first he needed a bath. I wanted to be certain that every trace of that evil girl was gone. 'Tonight,' I decided with a grin, 'Yuki will be baptized by his god'.

*

To the madness I do confess

I never see myself as blessed

Confused, unaddressed,

Like a savior I do caress,

The truth is boredom more or less

Unused, obsessed

My time is only given to you,

Too much to choose

*

Kureno was silently brooding when he returned with a bucket of warm water, a wash cloth, and a bar of scented soap. His silence bothered me, I decided, although I wasn't certain why. As he placed the bath supplies down on the bedside table I grabbed his hand and brought it to my lips.

"Are you all right?" I asked him, the words coming without thought. I didn't know why, but for some reason I felt guilty. That was ridiculous, I told myself angrily. I was doing nothing wrong.

"I'm fine." Kureno lied, and gently pulled his hand from mine. "May I go now?"

Damn it! Why the hell was Kureno being so annoying?

"Yes, unless you would like to watch me bathe Yuki?" I said and smiled at him wickedly. "You can, you know. I'll allow it, if it pleases you." I laughed then because Kureno blushed very prettily. It was the first time in years that I was able to warrant such a reaction and I have to admit that it completely turned me on.

"No, thank you." Kureno mumbled and to my complete disappointment, turned to leave.

"Well, come back if you change your mind." I teased and frowned when he didn't reply. He simply nodded and slid the door closed on his way out.

*

Compromise in full extreme,

Name a price on what's sacred

Guaranteed I've got something,

A royal disease, take a flood to clean these streets

To the madness I do confess, forever see myself as blessed

Immune, obsessed, like a savior I do caress

The truth is boredom, it's excess

Take more, give less,

My time is only given up to you

Too much to choose

*

Pulling myself from my bed, I walked across the room to light a candle and flip off the bedroom light, then hurried back to sit beside Yuki on my bed. Reaching over to the bedside table, I picked up the thick cotton cloth, dipped it into the bucket of tepid water, applied just a bit of the mango scented soap, and set about my work.

Yuki's skin was remarkably soft. As I ran the washcloth tenderly along his beautifully flushed face, graceful neck, and strong shoulders I allowed my free hand to play lovingly along his smooth chest and adorably tiny nipples. Rinsing the washcloth in the water, I continued downward, meticulously cleansing and unabashedly cherishing my exquisitely lovely possession.

As I leisurely worked my way down the front of Yuki's body my stomach was churning with desire. I had wanted this, the freedom to explore and admire and touch, so desperately and for far, far too long. My heart was singing blissfully as my clever mind considered the numerous and ingenious ways I would bring this perfect body both wanton pleasure and delicious pain.

Although I couldn't "completely" be considered a virgin, there was one thing in particular that I had saved especially for Yuki, one little part of me that I would allow neither Shigure nor Kureno to touch. Shigure had often begged to be allowed to do it, and even though I was very curious about how it would feel to have someone inside of me, I had never allowed it. It was something that I felt I could only give my one true lover. It was something that belonged exclusively to Yuki.

Sitting the washcloth upon the table, I bent my head so I could brush my lips against Yuki's wonderfully toned stomach before gently flipping him over to continue his bath. Retrieving the cloth, I was about to resume when I noticed the tiny network of scars that ran along Yuki's pale skin. 'Did I do this to him? Scar his pretty skin so horribly?' I had, of course. I had done it very recently, in fact.

"It was your own fault, Yuki." I whispered as I ran the cloth along his back. "I never wanted to hurt you, if only you hadn't attempted to disobey."

Last year I had discovered that Yuki was planning to select his own college. "He feels it is his own choice to make," his mother had informed me.

Yuki choosing his own college, perhaps one far out of my reach, was unacceptable. I placed a call to Shigure and insisted he bring Yuki over immediately.

It was during that visit when Yuki's back was scarred. Yuki's high school experience, coupled with whatever insanity the witch Tohru Honda was feeding him, had clearly made him rather pretentious.

"This is my education, Akito. I should be allowed to make some decisions for myself." Yuki had dared to enlighten me.

"You are a Sohma, Yuki, and as a Sohma you shall do as I tell you. I alone decide which college you attend." I calmly insisted.

"I hate being a Sohma!" Yuki whispered bitterly. Although a part of me actually sympathized, I myself often wished I had not been born a Sohma, I knew that such thinking could not be tolerated. I would not allow a family member to go against my wishes. Yuki would attend the college that I had chosen for him. Yuki would remain within my grasp.

Although the whole matter had been very disturbing to me, I hadn't actually intended to hurt Yuki so badly. I certainly had not wanted to mar his flawless skin, but as was often the case, my temper got the best of me. Later, after Hatori had attended to Yuki's wounds and Shigure had driven him home, I had been surprised to find myself in tears. I have often scolded the Sohma men about the inappropriateness of such emotions, that I myself should suddenly be overtaken by such an obvious sign of weakness was thoroughly unsettling.

"It's her fault!" I decided, crawling into Kureno's arms while blaming the one person I had begun to see as the source of all agony.

"It is Tohru Honda's fault that Yuki dislikes being around me so much, Kureno!" I cried and hid my face in his chest. "That girl is making Yuki hate me."

"I am sure he doesn't hate you, Akito." Kureno consoled me, lifting my face in his hand so he could wipe away my tears and kiss my cheek.

"He completely hates me. Why else would he avoid me as he does?"

"Perhaps he simply needs to get to know you better, to see the person you keep hidden inside. To see you as I see you." Kureno had suggested.

"What do you mean?" I had asked, but didn't need or want to hear more. I already knew what Kureno was trying, very delicately, to say. If I wanted Yuki to love me, then I needed to play nice. I hated it, but I was certain he was right.

"Thank you, Kureno." I whispered to myself and set the washcloth aside. I was finished with Yuki's bath now. My lover's body was pure again, his sins washed away by the hands of his god. Smiling, I traced my index finger across one of the scars on Yuki's back before leaning over and softly following my finger's path with the tip of my tongue. Yuki moaned in his sleep and rolled over. Grinning, I laid down beside him and moved in, claiming his lips as my own.

"Tohru," Yuki whispered and pressed his lips against mine. He kissed me back passionately before mumbling into my mouth, "I love you."

I leapt from the bed, wiping his kiss away with the back of my hand. How dare he mistake me for that... that tramp!

My hand pulled back, preparing to strike.

"Tohru, come back to bed." Yuki muttered and reached for the space in the bed that I had just vacated. Breathing hard, I held myself back.

"Tohru, please, I don't want to be alone." Yuki cried out and tossed his beautiful body across my bed. My hand dropped to my side and I stared at him. It was obvious he was delirious from sickness, and that his heart was broken, but that was really no excuse. There was no excuse for cheating on me, for that he deserved to die.

Behind me, the bird that Kureno had given me fluttered loudly in its cage and softly sang out. 'Kureno,' I thought to myself and just thinking of him calmed me down, made me feel a bit better.

"Tohru!" Yuki called out again.

But not enough!

Yes, I wanted to kill Yuki and at the same time just looking at him, lying naked and vulnerable in my bed, was turning me on. It was driving me out of my mind! I couldn't stand it, I couldn't stand him! And yet I wanted him, wanted him so badly I could taste him. I had to get out of there, to escape this one whom I both desperately loved and entirely hated, before I did something that I would most certainly regret.

*

I am, I am, I am

I said I wanna get next to you

I said I'm gonna get close to you

You wouldn't want me have to hurt you too, hurt you too

I ain't, I ain't, I ain't

A buyin' into your apathy

I'm gonna learn you my philosophy

You wanna know about atrocity, atrocity

*

I didn't bother to knock before sliding open the door and entering Kureno's bedroom. This was my house, everyone in it belonged to me, there was no reason for such formalities. The room was dark, the shades tightly drawn, but my eyes adjusted quickly and I saw that his bed was empty.

I did not bother to close the door in my wake as I turned to exit the room. There was only one other place that Kureno would possibly be at this time of night.

As I headed up the hallway towards the outdoor bath I was already picturing Kureno naked, his body wet and writhing beneath my own. I walked quickly, my need for him growing with every step until I was nearly sprinting. When I finally made my way to the garden doors and flung them apart I was completely out of breath and filled with an excruciating yearning.

*

I know you want what's on my mind

I know you like what's on my mind

I know it eats you up inside

I know, you know, you know, you know

*

I stepped out onto the dew covered grass, not failing to notice how the moon over the main house was so very full and how the evening air tasted fresh and crisp. I loved my garden, built in the center of my house and off limits to all servants, with the exception of Kureno, who cared for it exclusively. It was one of the few things in my life that still managed to bring me peace. Situated at its core was an elaborate traditional bath, complete with an outdoor shower and a comfortable open air bungalow housing a thickly cushioned futon, a small bedside table, and a cozy Japanese style dinette.

I slowed my step because I knew he was near, the sound of the outdoor shower gave him away. Kureno was phenomenally gifted with the ability to sense my presence and I had decided that I wasn't ready for him to know I was there. I wanted him too much and if he saw me, he would know. Kureno was already too presumptuous. No, I could not allow him to see me like this. I first needed a moment to calm myself, it was important that I regain my control.

I silently skulked closer until I had him in my view. I stood in the shadows, watching as he showered. His body was covered with lather and he looked so very beautiful as he leaned his head backwards, rising the shampoo from his thick mane of short auburn hair. I would never admit it to anyone, but Kureno was truly very handsome. Not in the way Yuki was, of course, but beautiful just the same. It is because of this that I have never wanted the other family members to look upon him.

I could not see his face because he was looking in the other direction, but even without seeing his eyes I knew that he was crying. I also knew the cause.

Something was stirring deep inside of me, but I pushed it away before it could surface.

"Kureno." I said very quietly and moved from the shadows to make my presence known. Turning slowly, he looked my way but then lowered his head, refusing to look me in the eye. Kureno knew me better than anyone, knew how much I hated weakness, he would never allow me to see the tears in his eyes. I crept forward until I was directly in his line of sight before untying my robe and, knowing full well that he was watching, easing it slowly off my shoulders. Releasing it from my fingers, I let it to drop to the grass. I gazed into his eyes and smiled invitingly before strolling naked across the garden to be by his side.

The water from the shower was warm and felt delightful in contrast to the cool evening air. Without a word Kureno moved aside, allowing me full access to the shower, handed me a bar of soap, and walked away. He was still angry with me.

"Kureno, do not leave." I demanded. "I am not feeling very well. I would like you to stay and help me with my bath."

"I'd prefer not to tonight." He said, and I could not believe what I was hearing. Kureno had never once turned my attentions away. Well, there was the first time. He had tried to turn me down just that once, but never, ever since. Kureno was my most loyal servant, and such things did not happen.

I stood in shocked silence, watching him as he picked up a towel and started to dry himself. I was certain he would regret his decision and return to me, but when he wrapped the towel around his waist, in preparation to leave instead, I blew up.

"KURENO! YOU'LL RETURN TO MY SIDE THIS INSTANCE! HOW DARE YOU DISOBEY ME?" Stomping my feet, I heaved the bar of soap at him. It smacked him on the shoulder and bounced off to land in the bath. I dug my nails into my hands and glared at him. Would he continue? Did he really want to take it that far? Damn it, didn't he understand that I needed to fuck him?

Kureno stood for a moment, his eyes still avoiding my gaze, and then he turned his back and headed for the door.

'No fucking way!' I thought as I flew across the garden and planted myself in front of him. "Kureno! What in the hell is wrong with you?" My hand flew towards his face meaning to slap him, but he caught it in his warm strong grasp, before it could connect.

"KURENO!" I yelled at him, enraged by his insubordination. How dare he treat me this way? Pulling my hand away from his I grabbed his chin and forced his head up. I wanted him to look at me, and so he did. He stood in front of me, submissively, with tears pouring down his face, and I couldn't stand it. Seeing Kureno like this, broken with the jealousy that I myself created, wounded me. It made me feel weak, and I hated being weak.

"Why the hell do I love you so much?" He asked softly, and my mouth dropped open because Kureno never spoke of such things as love. Then he pulled me into his arms.

"Damn you, let me go!" I commanded and struggled to free myself. Ignoring me, he heaved my body easily up and over his shoulder, then carried me like a sack of squirming potatoes over to the bath and dropped me in.

"You bastard! What in the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked after spitting out a mouthful of water.

"You said you required help with your bath. I'm helping." He said calmly before climbing in next to me and seating himself.

"You call that helping?" I growled and kicked water in his face. When this got no response I sat down beside him and punched him in the shoulder. "Perhaps you're forgetting why I keep you here, Kureno. One reason! You're here to please me, and that's it. That is all, beyond that you have no place in this world."

"Then maybe I am no longer needed in your world, Akito. It isn't like anything I do makes you happy, anyway. You should have stayed in your room with your lover." Kureno complained and stood up, once again preparing to walk out on me.

"Maybe I should have, Kureno." I agreed cruelly, but my actions belied my words as I stood up and wrapped my arms around his waist. Even though he was pissing me off, I had no intention of letting him get away. At the moment, for some unknown reason, I was devastatingly attracted to him.

'What is wrong with me?' I wondered as Kureno stared down into my eyes and I moved my hands up to brush away the tears that were once again drenching his pretty face. It really made no sense to me, none at all. For as long as I could remember, Kureno had been my servant. He existed only to serve my needs, whatever those needs might be. Beyond that, Kureno was nothing to me, absolutely nothing. So why was I suddenly distressed by the thought of his leaving my side?

"So it really is only Yuki that you care about?" He whispered. "Even after he...."

"Yes, Kureno." I said quickly, not allowing him to finish the sentence because I knew what he was going to say. If he said it, such a terrible, disgusting thing, then I would be left with no other choice but to punish him. That was not the way that I wanted things to go tonight. "It really is only Yuki that I care about." I didn't need all this jealousy and immaturity, I simply needed release. "Although, I must admit at the moment I very much regret having sent Shigure out of town."

"Do you?" Kureno asked, his eyes suddenly burning with hate.

"Of course." I grinned up at him and a moment later the side of my face exploded with pain. Kureno had slapped me. Hard.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I screamed at him in surprise. I took a step forward with every intention of slapping Kureno right back, but instead I was pulled into his arms and forced into what was, without question, the most pleasurable experience of my entire life.

*

I am a man, a man

I'll give you something that you won't forget

I know you want what's on my mind

I know you like what's on my mind

I know it eats you up inside

I know, you know, you know, you know

Here I come, I come, I come

Here I come, I come, I come

*

As Kureno's lips latched onto mine, my first, almost overwhelming instinct was to pull away. As one might imagine, I was furious with him. For Kureno to act in such a manner was disgraceful and could not be permitted. It needed to be stopped.

"Kureno, quit this," I insisted as hungry fingers moved possessively over my naked flesh. Instead of abiding by my wishes he intensified the kiss, pushing his delicious tongue between my open lips while two strong hands slid down to first squeeze and then enclose my buttocks, lifting me into his arms.

"Kure..." I mumbled against tearstained lips before wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. His tongue swirled playfully inside my mouth as he carried me out of the bath and across the lawn to the bungalow.

Instead of laying me down carefully as he had always done in the past I was tossed, rather painfully, on to the futon. I looked up at him in surprise. "Damn it, Kureno..." I started to protest as he dropped down on top of me and pushed the hair out of my face in order to look me in the eyes.

"Be quiet, Akito. I'm really sick of hearing it." He said harshly and ran one finger tenderly along the side of my face.

I opened my mouth, though to be honest I really had no words. For only the second time in my life, I was speechless. It didn't matter really, because Kureno apparently had no intention of allowing me to speak ever again. I murmured helplessly as his luscious mouth pressed demandingly against my lips and loving hands traced delicate silhouettes along my neck and shoulders. I shivered as I felt myself melting into him, grasping silky handfuls of wet auburn hair between my fingers and kissing back as passionately as I was being kissed.

I was not used to having someone on top of me. Being slight of frame, I had always suspected that such a position would be uncomfortable, smothering in fact, so I had never allowed it. Now, however, I was finding the whole experience entirely stimulating. I sighed softly as Kureno tore his lips away from mine, allowing me a moment to catch my breath while his lips pressed tiny kisses along my chin and up my cheek before returning to my mouth. His hand at the same time moved downwards, stroking slowly along my waist before moving between our bodies to close over the length of my manhood, squeezing softly, tantalizingly, as his tongue once again dipped between my teeth.

Breaking the kiss, Kureno stared down at me, quickening the pace of his fingers along my shaft and repositioning himself higher on my body. My eyes widened as his engorged member snuck up along my thighs, dangerously close to that one spot he knew was off limits.

"No, Kureno." I warned halfheartedly, while at the same time arching impatiently against his skillful hand. My orgasm was hovering just outside my reach, for he was doing everything so perfectly, I needed only a moment more.

"No?" He asked, and to my dissatisfaction pulled his hand away.

"That isn't what I meant, and you know it." I complained, grabbing his hand and placing it back where it belonged. "This you can continue."

"I like you better when you're silent." He informed me and captured my lips once again.

"Don't get used to it." I mumbled ineffectively, the words harmlessly drowned inside his kiss.

'Why have I never felt like this before?' I found myself wondering as Kureno's skillful fingers once again enclosed my swollen member. With a small series of perfectly timed strokes, he swiftly returned me to the edge of sublime satisfaction before pausing to purposely leave me hanging, desperately craving release.

'Finish, please finish…' I begged silently, refusing to give him the pleasure of knowing how deeply this little game of his was affecting me. Instead of finishing, he stopped.

"You little tease, this is maddening!" I screamed at him and was immediately silenced when his hand covered my mouth and his tongue licked upwards along my neck before he stopped and whispered breathlessly into my ear.

"Do you want more?" He asked, and positioned himself between my legs.

"Of course," I whispered against his hand and bit back a cry of delight when his silky stomach brushed captivatingly across my hips as he reach past me to pull open the tiny drawer in the bedside table.

"What are you doing?" I asked innocently, but wasn't at all surprised when he removed the small bottle of scented oil I kept in the drawer.

"Do you really want more?" He asked with a grin before flicking the cap open with his finger tip and squeezing the contents of the bottle onto my belly.

"Yes." I admitted as he tossed the bottle aside.

"Then stay quiet. If you utter one more word, I'll stop." He threatened and pressed two fingers between my lips before slowly, excruciatingly, rubbing his limber body erotically down my oil covered stomach and across my straining shaft. I moaned unwillingly, torn between the rapture I was feeling and my fear of losing control. Sensing my discomfort, as well as my overwhelming need, Kureno licked seductively along my ear. Shivering, I sucked his fingers deeper into my mouth, and then stiffened moments later when I felt the warmth of his inflamed member pushing urgently between my legs.

"Bring your knees up." He whispered into my ear, and I mindlessly obeyed. Satisfied, he pulled his hand from my lips. I watched silently as he arched his body gracefully, simultaneously pressing himself upwards into me, while wrapping his hands around my waist to pull me towards him.

"You can't!" I cried out as a burst of hot pain seared through my belly. Kureno paused, buried to the hilt within me, and stared into my eyes. "My first time," I whimpered as tears filled my eyes.

"I'm sorry." He whispered guiltily and leaned forward to kiss me on my forehead. "I forgot how much it hurts. It'll get better, I promise. Do you want to stop?" He kissed down my face affectionately before lifting his head to stare down at me with eyes full of yearning, full of obvious love. I licked my lips uncomfortably, not liking the way that look made me feel. I was enormously relieved when moments later he closed his eyes and returned his attention to my mouth. 'I don't like this,' I told myself and tried unsuccessfully to push the clouds of lust from my brain. I was losing control completely, it was like being powerless. Kureno's body shifted slightly as his kisses moved across my face, his abdomen rubbing against me faintly, stimulating my unspent passion as he slowly pulled away.

"It gets better?" I wondered as his lips grazed the skin of my neck and his hips rocked lightly, lovingly, forward.

"Yes," he assured me, "I'll make you feel incredible." Now there was just the briefest glimmer of pain, swallowed up by an enormous amount of pleasure as Kureno carefully pressed his stomach over my aching shaft and at the same time moved deeper into me. "Shall I continue?"

"Uh hun..." I sighed and wrapped my arms around him, because already his promise was coming true. It was overwhelming, the sensation of having Kureno inside me. It felt maddeningly obtrusive, and yet at the same time it was so enchantingly sensual. I groaned as he pulled himself away and captured his mouth hungrily as he once again pushed in, further this time to touch briefly upon a certain miraculous spot. My eyes flew open in surprise.

"What was that? Do it again." I requested as he pulled out and pressed back in, perfectly brushing me in exactly the right place before repeating the process, again and again.

"Kureno!" I cried out and wrapped my legs around his waist. "That feels so good," I whispered into his ear while raking my nails along his back, compelling him to fuck me harder, penetrate me even deeper.

"Yes," he moaned, increasing his pace and bringing me closer, and closer, before sinking his teeth brutally into my shoulder as he came. I screamed, lost inside a mesh of silvery pleasure and liquid pain, as that one final thrust of his throbbing member sent me over the edge. I climaxed violently, my body quivering uncontrollably beneath him. His lips covered mine, his hands wrapping in my hair, as I trembled helplessly against his chest.

"So that is what it feels like," I whispered, enthralled by an overpowering feeling of unity as his gentle kisses washed along my face, "to be possessed."

"I love you, Akito," he whispered back.

*

I woke up in a dream today

To the cold of the static

And put my cold feet on the floor

Forgot all about yesterday

Remembering I'm pretending to be

Where I'm not anymore

A little taste of hypocrisy

And I'm left in the wake of the mistake

*

As dawn broke over the garden I awoke to find him studying me, staring down at me in a manner so foreign, so plainly affectionate, that I was immediately afraid.

"Kureno," I whispered, my mouth unbearably dry, my heart aching against my breast. "Would you mind getting me some water?"

"I'd do anything for you." He admitted, putting my hand to his mouth and kissing it before pulling himself up and out of the futon.

I watched him, unable to tear my eyes away, as he moved across the lawn to pull a towel from the cabinet near the shower and wrap it around his waist, then went into the house. 'He's so sexy,' I thought to myself and buried my face in a pillow. This couldn't be happening. Last night didn't happen. It seemed impossible that I could have so wantonly given myself to Kureno.

"I cheated on Yuki," I realized, and giggled. "This makes us even."

Yes, I decided. That was all it was, I didn't really want Kureno. This was all Yuki's fault, because he slept with that girl, that stupid, awful girl.

My legs felt like unset jell-o as I eased my oil encrusted body to the edge of the bed and sat up. Certain parts of my body throbbed excruciatingly, and I wondered ridiculously if I would ever be able to walk again.

"What the hell did you do to me, Kureno?" I said bitterly, but couldn't help but smile as memories of the night before teased across my brain.

"Why haven't I done that before?" I asked myself, and was immediately answered by a vision of silver and violet. "Yuki, yes, I was saving myself for Yuki, and now Kureno...."

The door to the garden opened and Kureno hurried towards me, an ice filled glass of water held in one hand.

"You raped me!" I screamed at him, and he stopped in his tracks, his eyes going wide and the glass of water slipping between his fingers.

"I what?" He said, oblivious to the fact that my desperately needed glass water had just shattered on the ground in front of him.

"I was saving myself for Yuki. You knew this, and you forced yourself on me." I told Kureno, pulling myself from the bed and moving towards him.

"I cannot believe you!" He said coldly. "You really are out of your fucking mind, aren't you? For the past five years you have been screwing me six ways from Sunday on a regular basis, but the one time that we actually make love, that I confess my love to you, you call it rape!"

"What do you mean?" I questioned, sidestepping the puddle of broken glass and shoving him backwards across the garden. "Of course it was rape. You don't think I actually enjoyed that, do you?"

"You didn't? You certainly acted like you were enjoying yourself!" He said, and I noticed that even though he looked ready to kill me, tears were forming in his eyes.

"I didn't. In fact, the only reason I even allowed it to happen was to teach Yuki a lesson. He cheated on me, and now we're even."

"You... you..." Kureno stuttered speechlessly, his mouth dropping open and his hands fisting tightly at his sides.

"You don't really think it meant anything to me, do you? I was doing you a favor." I continued, all the while noticing the terrible, agonizing feeling that was covering me inside. I was lying to him, I understood this, and yet I couldn't stop. If the truth came out, if anyone ever knew, it would ruin... everything, all that I had been working for with Yuki for so very long, all that I was finally so close to achieving.

"I have decided you should move out, Kureno. Shigure's house is vacant now, and its location is much closer to that place. You know that you'll need to visit there weekly, to keep an eye on how things are progressing. It will be easier that way. It's what the job requires."

"You're kicking me out?" He asked, his eyes filling with shock and pain. From the moment that we met, Kureno had rarely left my side. With very few exceptions, he had never been allowed to roam free, and now I was sending him away.

"Yes." I told him, turning my back on him and walking away. It was hurting me, actually causing me physical pain. Kureno had tears coursing along his gorgeous cheeks and I couldn't stand seeing him that way. "I also think that it will be good for you. You've never had much time on your own. Yes, I think it is the best thing. I would like you to go today, immediately in fact."

"As you wish," he whispered, and I nodded before retrieving my robe from the ground and heading towards the shower. I didn't turn back, because if I did he would see that I was crying as well. A moment later, when the garden door slid open then slammed closed, I dropped to my knees and broke down.

*

It's true the way I feel

Was promised by your face

The sound of your voice

Painted on my memories

Even if you're not with me

I'm with you

You now I see keeping everything inside (with you)

You now I see even when I close my eyes (with you)

I hit you and you hit me back

We fall to the floor

The rest of the day stands still

Fine line between this and that

When things go wrong

I pretend that the past isn't real

I'm trapped in this memory

And I'm left in the wake of the mistake

*

End of chapter, see you all in Chapter 14, wonder how Yuki's going to feel when he finally wakes up. ; )

YTR