Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Like Sand Through an Hour Glass ❯ Game Plan ( Chapter 1 )

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

LIKE SAND THROUGH AN HOUR GLASS
A Fruits Basket Fanfic

Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess


AUTHOR'S NOTES:
You can blame Mona-chan for this one. *gives hugs* If you have an insatiable appetite for Akito, then this is the story for you. And I'm going along with the revelations made in Chapter 97 and 98 of the manga. But this story is sure to have it all (at least at some point). Each chapter will be marked appropriately.

In this chapter we catch a glimpse into Akito's past...and present. Warning: spoilers for later chapters in the manga and het lemon. Shigure x Akito pairing. Somewhat PWP, but the story does have a plot. Really. Comments are encouraged and welcome. A standard disclaimer follows the end of the chapter.


Chapter One - Game Plan


"And you're sure I'll enjoy this game, Shigure-san?"

"I promise."

"Then why are we hiding? Doesn't Aya-san or Tori-san want to play?"

A shrug. "I suppose they could. But it'll be more fun with just the two of us."

"Really?"

"Hai."

"But that doesn't explain why we're hiding." A pause. "Shigure-san...you're being naughty again, aren't you?"

His smile was the only answer needed.

A huffed pout. "I always get in trouble when you're being naughty."

"Only if we get caught."

"Which we will."

"You're being awfully pessimistic, Akito. You've always liked this game before."

"I do! I like this game, but.... But Ren's eyes are like a hawk's. She'll find us."

"Then she can watch."

"And if Kureno comes looking for us, too?"

"He can watch as well."

A pout. "I don't like to share."

Eyes widened at the admission. "AH-ho. Is that right?"

A definitive nod. "That's right." Another pause. "You...belong to me, right?"

"All of the jyuunishi do."

"So...you have to do as I say?"

"Hai."

"Then if I told you I wanted to take the game a step further, you'd do it, right?"

Shigure's expression went from mildly surprised to pleasantly stunned in a matter of seconds. The game they played -- one he'd enjoyed since his high school years -- was only meant to satisfy one need. What every young male felt the need to do. He'd been playing this game with Akito for almost two years. It had been fun, and most enjoyable for both of them. Neither felt guilt or shame. But what his younger cousin was suggesting now bordered on indecency.

She was only 14!

And he was 22.

Noting his hesitancy, Akito pouted, crawling into his lap. It was a simple gesture, one she'd done since she was a small child. She hid a smile as his arms automatically encompassed her, holding her close. Her arms wrapped around his middle and she pressed herself against him. One of the few pleasures she knew she could give him.

A simple hug.

But was it really so simple for someone cursed by the zodiac as Shigure was?

He couldn't hug or hold another woman unless she, too, was cursed. Neither could Hatori or Ayame. Kureno...was a different matter, but they belonged to her and her alone. Sure there were females among the jyuunishi, but they would never be able to hold them as she could. Control them as she could. Akito was smug with the thought, hugging Shigure tighter.

"I want to go to the next level, Shigure."

"Akito...."

"You have to do as I say."

Shigure sighed, finding it increasingly difficult to argue, let alone think, with the petite girl in his lap. His body was already reacting to her presence, his penis hardening into a rock. He groaned, nuzzling his nose against her neck. There was a faint odor. One he knew. His dog senses very keen. Placing a light kiss to her shoulder he asked, "You've played this game with someone else."

"Only with Yuki," the young girl replied. "But it was no fun with him." She pressed herself harder against him, her fingernails digging into his back. She raked them upward, earning another groan and a shiver for her teasing. "All he did was cry."

Shigure lavished her neck with open-mouthed kisses, knowing that somewhere in him a voice was screaming for him to stop. Too bad he couldn't hear it. "Is that so?"

"Yes," Akito practically hissed as Shigure suckled on a sensitive spot just below her ear. She raked her nails downward, almost to his lower back. It was difficult to reach while he was sitting so close to a large wooden poll. Maybe hiding under the dock had been a bad idea. "He wouldn't look at me. Wouldn't touch me."

Lightly she moved her arms backward, her nails lightly scraping his sides then moved her hands lower until she came into contact with the object of her desire. Shigure groaned again, biting into her shoulder as she cupped him through his shorts. "He wouldn't even get hard." She squeezed gently, whispering in his ear. "But you don't seem to have that problem."

"Nope. Not a problem." He grunted as she moved her hands upward again, skimming her nails across his chest until they rested comfortably on his shoulders. Cupping her firm buttocks in his hands, he pulled her closer, wedging himself between her spread thighs as best as he could from his position. He paused a moment as realization dawned on him. Was she naked under her kimono? He tried to keep his surprise to himself, grinding himself against her bare folds. This earned him a moan from Akito, who trailed light kisses along his neck.

"I always wondered...what it would be like...." Abruptly she pulled away, cupping his face in her hands. "Show me."

"Akito--!"

"Are you saying no?" There was a hint of anger in her voice.

"No, I'm not," he replied quickly, stroking the small of her back. "Are you certain of this? You must be certain."

"I'm very certain."

That was all he needed to know. From that point on, the dog was in control. There was no way he was going to stop and he knew she wasn't going to ask. It was still wrong, he told himself as he slipped a hand into her parted kimono, stroking her naked femininity, but the voices in his mind couldn't yell loud enough. Not above the howling of the dog that demanded satisfaction, wanted release.

To keep her moans from floating on the breeze Shigure covered her mouth with his. It wouldn't do to have his best friends, his cousins, hear them. Hatori would scold them and Ayame would tease him to no end. The teasing he could handle, but a lecture from Hatori would just spoil the mood.

Akito clawed at his back and shoulders, pushing her hips against his exploring fingers. She gasped into his mouth as his other hand moved beneath the kimono, searching for and finding one small breast. She was by no means...gifted...like her cousin Kagura, but she enjoyed the fondling nonetheless. She moaned, her body humming as his thumb continuously scraped against her hardened nipple.

Shigure nearly came himself when his fingers pushed apart her dripping folds and became enveloped in her warm heat. There had been little foreplay. Akito was always much too impatient for it. But to be so aroused so much so soon?! He wondered if the game she played with Yuki had been recent. His scent was too faint though and he soon pushed aside the thought as Akito began mirroring his explorations, her hands reaching into his shorts to grasp at his engorged flesh.

If she hadn't been kissing him, Akito would've licked her lips at the feel of him in her hands. Instead her tongue brushed over the roof of his mouth, causing him to moan. Her small fingers wrapped around silken steel, squeezing, earning her another moan.

The pad of her thumb brushed over the tip of his erection, wiping away droplets of moist pre-cum. She broke the kiss, bringing her thumb up to her mouth. She stared at Shigure, his eyes becoming dark pools of longing as she licked the semen from the digit. In retaliation, Shigure grasped her hips with both hands and ground himself against her.

"You're normally not this impatient," Akito commented with a sly grin. "Have you been so deprived, my pet?"

Shigure shook his head. He didn't trust himself to speak. In truth, he'd had his fill recently. But there was just something about young women that grabbed his attention. Made him even more of a pervert. And having already tasted Akito before did nothing to quench his growing desire to possess. He would never possess her as she possessed him, granted, but he wanted -- no NEEDED -- the satisfaction of trying. Of being able to please her.

Gods forbid he get on her BAD side. No, not a pretty sight. Not at all according to his plans.

"Then what are you waiting for," she asked, placing a lingering kiss to his lips. "Make me a woman."

Emboldened by her eager response, and anxious to continue playing just a little longer, Shigure brushed her kimono from her shoulders and down her arms. Grabbing onto what he could, he attempted to spread it like a blanket behind her. With that accomplished, he wrapped his arms around her, capturing her lips in another passionate kiss. He was glad when she responded to him, wrapping her arms around him to hold him closer. Pushing his weight forward he leaned her back, trailing kisses down the length of her body until he reached her stomach. Laying flat on her back, clutching the material of her garment in anticipation, Shigure could only smile.

'Not just yet, Akito.'

She was angered, yet extremely pleased, when she felt Shigure's mouth suckling her clit. This wasn't what she had been expecting, but her mind, and her body, hardly cared. Her older cousin was a self-proclaimed master in this area, and he had proved it to her over the course of their game. Even now, his tongue masterfully darting in and out of her center, proved that this was an art. The way he drew pleasure from her, sometimes with only words, sometimes without actually touching, was exquisite. But this--! A raging fire burned within her, threatening to consume her body, her soul.

Shigure's tongue wrapped around her clit as his fingers sought solace in her folds once more. He was giddy with the way her inner muscles were working tirelessly to grab him. The panting moans Akito gave every time his fingers hit home only served to make him harder. His inner beast was screaming for release, but he managed to curb it just a little longer. Just until Akito screamed with the ferocity of her orgasm. Just until he could position himself for the conquest, pushing his shorts down to his knees. He worried that she might not be ready, but that worry was lost the moment his eyes met hers again.

And her plea -- oh Gods but he had to have her -- nearly snapped the last of his control.

"Shigure...onegai.... Onegai...."

Not waiting to be asked again, Shigure lifted one of her knees and positioned himself with the other. It took not two, but three attempts until he felt the head of his erection push inside her. He stopped as he came to her maidenhead, noting the tears falling from squeezed shut eyes. Kissing her cheek, he buried his head in her shoulder and, in one thrust, forced himself inside of her.

"Relax, Akito."

"It...hu-hurts-s...."

"I know. I'm sorry, I know. *kiss* Just relax a little...."

Akito bit into her lower lip, willing herself not to scream. How could a stinging pain like that only last for a moment? It shook her entire frame, pain shooting to her limbs, into her fingers and toes. She heard her partner's soothing words, felt his lips as they tried to calm, reassure. Bending her other knee -- as he'd told her -- she felt him slip even further and whimpered.

Perhaps she had misjudged Shigure's size. Shouldn't it fit inside of her completely? Or maybe because it was her first time?

She let out a wail as he began to move inside of her, quickly biting into her lip again to hold back more noise. His first few thrusts shot pangs of pain upward through her spinal cord and into her brain. But after a while, she willed herself to focus. This wasn't supposed to hurt all the time, she reminded herself. It was supposed to be enjoyable, too. Carefully she examined how her body reacted. She felt stretched to limits, but as he withdrew there was less pain, so began to relax. Only to tense again as he pushed himself inside, stretching her again. It took some doing, but she finally willed herself to relax, the pain receding.

A contented sigh was all Shigure needed to know that she had adjusted. He varied his thrusts, seeing which would get what reaction. When he'd find one that would make her moan he stuck with it for a while before switching to another. The various moans, groans and whimpers, rippled through his body like waves. Too soon he felt the beginnings of his orgasm approaching. To savor the moment a little longer he slowed his pace, his body arguing the move as Akito's second...and third...orgasm slammed into her. He paused for a moment, waiting for her to recover.

"Why...did you stop?"

"I don't want it to be over yet."

"But I...I don't think...." Her body writhed under his, her hands grasping his buttocks in hopes of getting him to move again. "Can't take...much more. Onegai."

He groaned, arching his back as her nails dug into the already straining muscles of his rear. Her body tightened as her muscles relaxed enough to let him slide a little further inside of her. His hands clenched into fists in frustration. He wasn't all the way inside her, but his lack of control bothered him. He'd always had better control.

But then, Akito was the one in control. She owned him. He belonged to her.

He began to move again, slowly this time. Licking at her neck he asked, "Are you enjoying the new game, Akito?"

She answered by pulling on his butt, arching her back and lifting her hips to give him better access. Something blunt hit her cervix. Once. Twice. She winced momentarily but ignored the pain, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. Sweat broke out along her skin as she pushed to keep up with him, matching him stroke for stroke.

In an effort to tease her some more, Shigure grasped her hips, lifting her slightly. This position was his own undoing, however. Not only could his muscles NOT take the strain, but he was cresting too fast again. He cursed himself. Drove into her almost mercilessly. He heard her scream again, felt her vaginal walls close around him. With his own cry he allowed himself release.

But not before pulling out of her welcoming core.

"Why?"

Shigure hardly registered the question, his body still shivering from his orgasm. He felt arms surround him, felt himself being pulled downward. He breathed a sigh of contentment when he felt flesh under his own. Finally his brain comprehended the question. Sort of.

"Why...what?"

"Why am I all sticky?"

"You mean, why are WE so sticky?"

"You...pulled out...at the last minute. Why?"

Shigure lifted himself on shaky arms, looking down at his younger cousin. "I want to make sure we can play this game again."

"Why wouldn't we?"

He thought about how to explain without going into detail. "Certain things would happen if the proper precautions weren't taken."

"So...there are precautions to take? Because of the curse?"

Shigure shook his head, moving to lay beside his partner. "No, no. But it is possible to catch diseases and such from this type of game."

"Do you have one of these...diseases?"

"No."

"Do the others?"

"Umm...not that I'm aware of."

Akito looked confused. "Then why...?"

"You could also get pregnant." He looked at her skeptically. "You should know this from school, Akito.

Akito sighed, sitting up. It was somewhat difficult, her body screaming now for rest. "I suppose...you are correct." She stood, her legs wobbly at first. Grabbing her kimono, she sighed again. "This thing is ruined."

"I thought you hated that kimono."

"I do."

Shigure stood as well, righting himself before assisting Akito. "Then why do you look so upset?"

"Because Ren will yell at me for ruining her gift."

"Tell her to make you a new one."

Another pout. "She'll ask questions."

"Don't answer them." He finished tying the last tie and turned her to face him. He smiled down at her, placing a chaste kiss on her lips. "Now you should get inside. Take a long, warm bath."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to wash off."



"*yawn* Nani?"

"I said I want to wash off," Akito said, crawling from bed. "Do you plan on staying the night here?"

"Is that an invitation?"

"I was merely asking your opinion, Shigure. Not extending an invitation."

"Pity." Shigure sat up on the futon, arms stretching over his head as a another yawn escaped him. "But I suppose it's not too late to head home."

Akito sighed. She was too tired to deal with his antics. "Then stay. Perhaps...you're in need of a bath as well?"

"Is THAT an invitation?"

Akito grinned devilishly before turning on her heel and heading for the door. "Take it as you wish."

None of the servants said a word as Shigure followed his cousin into the bath. Of course, none of them knew of their relationship. Their game.

It had been nearly 10 years and no one was the wiser. Of course, the inu was certain that it was not their game alone anymore. It stung his pride, but it would never show. Not as long as she came to him. Never the other way around. His smile indicated the mirth of satifaction he felt as he watched Akito carefully remove her robe. She eyed him over her shoulder as she stepped over towards the shower.

"You are going to help me, right?"

"Hai."

Akito watched as Shigure shucked his clothing quickly before approaching. It never ceased to amaze her how well toned her cousin was. All he did was sit in front of a computer all day. How boring, she thought with an inward sigh. But she loved the feel of his skin under her fingers. Loved the way his muscles danced when she caressed him. Loved how hard he got when she'd grasp him in her hands. He did everything she asked of him, and offered a few surprises in return.

She wondered if he'd surprise her in the bath.

He washed her slowly, lathering the soap nicely. She shivered as he moved over her nipples, her abdomen and lower stomach. Then she felt the soap move lower. No, not the soap. Just his hands, washing the most imtimate of places. Her thighs parted automatically, his fingers parting her folds. Deftly he moved two, then three inside of her. She closed her eyes, wanting to savor the sensation.

But it was gone to soon.

She was lifted swiftly, causing her to gasp. She sighed as she felt herself being immersed in warm water. But she wasn't alone. No, Shigure joined her in the tub, making sure she was comfortable in his lap. Even under water she could feel the rock solid hardness of him. As he carefully cupped water in his hands and poured it over her shoulders and arms, Akito scooted around in his lap, brushing against his erection and intentionally causing him to growl.

"I'm trying to bath you properly," he said with a pout in his voice.

"I didn't invite you in here to bath me," Akito replied with a devilish grin. She scooted back in his lap, as far as she could go, his swollen flesh neatly nestled between her buttocks. "I invited you in here to fuck me."

Shigure's response shouldn't have been a surprise, yet she didn't expect to be thrown forward so suddenly, her hands flailing, seeking purchase as she found herself leaning against the bathtub's edge. It wasn't the least bit comfortable, but all thought of that fled as she felt him enter her from behind.

'Ah, his favorite position,' she mused. 'He was always best like this.'

He did as instructed, pushing in and pulling out of her like a madman.

Inwardly, she chuckled. She loved having control over him as much as she loved the sex. She continued to laugh silently as he quickened his pace. Her body responded, exploding in a fury of pleasure and white light. As expected her partner was far from finished, even if her frail body could hardly keep up. Kissing the back of her neck, he began a leisurely pace. One she knew was designed to get them both off at the same time...but not before she came at least once more.

She laughed even harder.

"Shigure," she whined, pushing against him in a meager attempt to quicken his pace. "Please?"

His voice was breathless in her ear. "Please what?"

"Please...come inside me."

He'd only do it if she asked.

One his rules of the game.

She heard him groan in her ear. Trying hard to hide the smile that threatened to pass her lips, she gave herself over to him. His fingers worked her clit and folds mercilessly. She felt herself reaching that final precipice, only to be thrown over. For an fleeting instant she felt weightless, free. This had to be it, she told herself. There was no way she was going to be able to come again without passing out.

That was before she felt Shigure pulse inside her, felt his seed splash through her body.

Maybe he had more control over her than she thought. Something to consider. And rectify.

It just wouldn't do if her plan was to work.

She cried out one last time, her body slumping over the edge of the tub, before she passed out in a haze of bright white.


~TO BE CONTINUED~


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Fruits Basket is owned by Natsuki Takaya/HAKUSENSHA - TV TOKYO - NAS - Fruba Project and licensed by FUNimation Productions, Ltd (for distribution in the USA). All copyrights go to them and not me. All characters are used here without permission. Please don't sue. No money is being made from the production of this story therefore I have no money to give you.