Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ The Aphrodisiac ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

The Aphrodisiac: High School Boys   Author’s Notes: This is the second part of the story. I see one more chapter after this one. Expect a bit of lime & a confused cat here. The next chapter will be more action-oriented …and I’m sure you all know what I mean.   Disclaimer: I don’t own Fruits Basket.   Kyo POV   *   Two days. It had been two days since I saw Shigure naked, since he saw me naked, and since we kind of had sex. I’m saying kind of, but we might as well have. I took a bath and went to bed, but I was still awake when everyone got home. Shigure stayed in bed, but I could hear Tohru’s trauma about the trashed study downstairs. I had school yesterday and had to keep messing with my collar to keep that huge lecherous bite mark covered up. What the hell was he thinking? I liked the kissing and stuff, and okay, I didn’t fight him when he bit me, but did he need to leave his vampire mark on me? I’m pale to start with, and this huge red and purple mark right at the base of my neck on the left side stood out like a neon sign. Hatori came over the day after the incident to yell at Shigure. Well, he didn’t yell, but you know Hatori. He looked really disappointed and annoyed about having to leave his house. Shigure swore in front of all of us that he would never consume anything sent by his fans, and Tohru looked really worried about it. I told him he should be his own taster to see if any of it’s poison, but nobody laughed. Shigure even looked a little hurt. So I’ve decided that Shigure doesn’t really have a thing for high school girls. He has a thing for high school boys, too. I guess anyone under the age of eighteen is his style, and I happened to be available. I bet if we’d all been home that night he’d have tried to take turns with us, and that if Hatori had come to visit, he wouldn’t have had sex with him. Too old. Maybe I’m not being fair, but things could get really messy. Shigure hasn’t made hints or said anything, but I don’t trust that dog as far as I could drop kick him, so I’m waiting for something to happen. Then, when I think about that, I wonder if I want something to happen. I mean, obviously I don’t want Yuki and Tohru to know that I rolled around naked with Shigure for a couple of hours. Still, he’s given me a couple of looks over the past few days, when nobody else is looking, that made my bite mark hurt and my groin stir. Those smoldering looks like on the front of his trashy novels. The stupid dog is good at them, too. I bet he could have most anyone he wants, but he got stuck with me one time and now can’t go somewhere else to get his dick, er, itch scratched? He must date, right? He goes out, doesn’t he? I’m on the porch thinking about this like it’s one of the mysteries of life or something. He’s always home when we return from school, but he could have four or five dates while we’re gone. But then, when would he write? He works some in the evenings, but I think he gets most of it done while we’re not here to distract him. Does he not date, then? He’s attractive and has a cool job and fans, he shouldn’t be pent up like the rest of us, should he? There’s always the curse, but Shigure the Pervert wouldn’t let something like that get in his way. Probably has a copy of the Kama Sutra where he dog-eared all the pages with positions that wouldn’t cause him to change. Ew. I always knew I’d like sex, but I didn’t think he’d be the one to show me. Didn’t really know I liked boys, either. I knew I didn’t like most girls that way, but I hadn’t had a crush on any guys so I hadn’t really given it much thought. Hello, my name is Kyo. I am at least bisexual, but quite possibly gay. I had sex with my older male cousin, and now I’m really confused. I did really like the sex, though. Maybe I could slip Shigure some more of that aphrodisiac and have more sex. And that thought is nearly enough to send me running and screaming away from the house. Get a hold of yourself, Kyo. Even as I’m telling myself that I find myself in Shigure’s study, looking at him across his desk. How did I get here? Treacherous feet. Shigure looks surprised. “Is there something you need, Kyo?” he asks me. Like that’s not a leading question. He smirks at me and I decide I really dislike that expression. “Ha-san took all the aphrodisiac with him. If you want to give it a girl you like, you’ll have to get your own.” “I don’t like any girl,” I sputter, and want to kick myself for spitting that out. I smirk to cover it. “So, you should change your little song to high school boys, don’t you think?” His expression is as blank as I’ve ever seen it, like I’ve hurt him somehow and he’s trying to cover it. He seems very serious all of the sudden. “Despite what you may believe,” he says very seriously, “I do not make it a habit to focus my attentions on under-age girls or boys. I have my fantasies as any creative person will, but that’s all they are. What happened between us is something else altogether.” I gasp and shut the door behind me. “You said you wouldn’t mention that,” I hiss. “I did not bring up the subject. You can not expect to come into my study in my home and accuse me of being a pedophile, and not have me try to set the record straight.” He has on his “reasonable” face. “I apologize if that is not what you intended for your first time, but I do hope it was mostly a positive experience for you.” “So you go around helping people lose their virginity?” I am very confused, and I’m not sure what I expected from this conversation at all. Shigure snorts and waves his hand at me. “No, not at all. I believe that in my varied and long sexual history you are perhaps my second or third virgin. They do run together after a time.” I feel myself getting angry, even though I know he said that on purpose. “So I’m just another virgin for you? Just another handy, handy…” I can’t even think of the right word, I’m so pissed. “Screw?” Shigure offers. He’s smirking again, but stops when he sees death in my eyes. “How do I explain this to you without offending you? I am trying to honor your wishes, to never mention it and forget it ever happened. What would you have me do, Kyo? Do you want to date now? Do you want to have sex again? What do you want?” That’s a good question, I decide. I don’t know why I came into this room in the first place, and I sure as hell don’t know what I want from the dog. I would love to have sex, and soon, but do I want to do it with Shigure? As for dating, that’ll never happen. I almost laugh imagining us going out to dinner, him opening the door for me and putting his hand on my back to lead me into a restaurant. Yeah, they’d arrest him. I settle on giving him my death glare and stomping from the room. I end up on the roof for the rest of the afternoon. Tohru comes up and brings me a snack, but I don’t tell her what’s wrong with me. I only go back down when she fetches me for dinner. Everybody else is already at the table, and I have to sit next to the dog. I don’t look at him as I start to eat, and I concentrate on whatever Tohru is saying to make it easier to ignore him. Apparently I’m not paying enough attention, because she has to tell me three times that she and Yuki are going to a movie after dinner. She asks me if I want to go, but I think from the slight blush on her cheeks as she looks at that damn rat that I shouldn’t go along on their “date”. It takes a few minutes, but eventually I notice Shigure’s knee resting against my own. I don’t want to look at it, because I don’t want anyone else to notice it, but I see it out of the corner of my eye. Shigure looks completely innocent, and as we all know, it’s only when he looks innocent that he’s definitely up to something. I go back to eating my fish when I feel his knee slide up a few inches and rub gently against my lower thigh. Hell, what’s he trying to do to me at the dinner table? I look over to glare at him, but he smiles at me. I notice vaguely that he’s leaning forward a bit and eating with one hand. I realize why when his free hand goes under the table and gently grips my inner thigh. What the hell? I’m going to have to kill him, that’s all there is to it. Being in my condition, I can’t exactly jump up from the table and help Tohru with the dishes. Even if she didn’t notice, Yuki would wonder why I had a hard-on for dinner. Food fetish, ew. They go into the kitchen to do dishes, and Shigure slips away to his study, closing the door. Steeling my resolve, I stay at the table. When Yuki and Tohru finally leave for the movie, I run into the other room, slamming the door behind me. Shigure pounces on me as soon as I’m in. He’d apparently been hiding and waiting for me or something. He starts to kiss me and I can’t remember what I was going to say. We kiss a bit harder, wetter, and I feel myself laid out on his desk with him hovering over me. We’re connected at the lips, but he’s keeping his body a few inches distant. I suck his tongue into my mouth and wrap my legs around his hips, pulling them into mine. Even through clothes that touch is intense! He’s hard and I’m hard, and now he’s sucking on my tongue. He slips his hand down my pants and into my boxers. My cock lurches into his palm like it was made to go there, and I return the favor. The good thing about his robes is the easy access. Great, now I’m starting to think dirty like the pervert dog. I know we’re not going to last long as soon as we touch each other we both start to shiver. It’s cool having someone else touch me there, because it’s different but the same. I follow his lead mostly and we match our rhythms. Firm, long steady strokes down, returning up a bit faster with a spiral on the rod. It’s good, actually. I’ll have to try it on my own sometime. We lurch into each other and come just as quickly as I thought we would. Shigure kisses me gently and lets me go. “I’m usually esteemed for my stamina,” he laughs. “You are a danger to my self-control.” I don’t know what to make of that, so I let go of him and move to the side. I’m being poked in the back and bat things away with my hand. Pens and paperclips go flying. “This is not very comfortable,” I mutter. He kisses my forehead and nuzzles a bit closer. “We could go to my room. They’ll be gone for hours.” It was the nuzzle that freaked me out. Like he really likes me or something. I know the difference between casual sex and caring for someone, and I’m really confused on where we are. “We have to stop this.” Shigure stops and pulls back. “Didn’t you like it?” I roll my eyes at him. “Of course I liked it, but we shouldn’t be doing this together. You don’t even really like me. We live together, we should just leave each other alone.” “I like you,” he protested, but I didn’t really believe him. I knew he liked me as a family member, and all things considered he’d been really nice to me when I moved in, no matter how much he teased me. I was confusing myself with all of these feelings. Did I want him to *really* like me or what? I saw him looking at me really hard, like he could read whatever I was thinking. “I want you to be happy, Kyo. No matter what you may believe, I think you deserve it. This,” he gestured to the two of us, “could be whatever you want it to be.” “I’m not some sex toy,” I blurt, and then want to hide. Where did that come from? He hugs me gently, and I let him. It’s kind of nice to be held. Shigure at least knows what I’ve been through, and as much as he can he’s been there for me through some rough patches. Of course, I’m not going to tell him I respect him or anything, because I don’t. But I don’t dislike him, not really. “I apologize if I made you think that of yourself.” He sighed heavily. “I never know what to say to you to make it better. You are very fierce, Kyo, and prickly like you wouldn’t believe. If I told you you were beautiful, you wouldn’t believe me. If I told you were desirable, you’d roll your eyes. I think both of these things about you, and it isn’t because I took those herbs. I’ve always thought that, and hoped from the moment I first saw you that you might believe these things about yourself one day. I suppose what I really want is to be able to prove that to you.” I’m surprised by all of this, that’s for sure. That was a big speech for the pervert. It’s going to take more that that little pep talk for me to think I’m hot, but I’m really stunned that he even tried. I know very well how stubborn I can be, how easily I get angry, and how defensive I am about myself. He’s still holding me, and I turn my head slightly into his chest. He hugs me a bit tighter, and I find myself hugging him back. Weird. “Who did you want to come home first when you took that stuff?” I can’t help asking. I still don’t really know why he took the stuff in the first place, and I think it would kill me a little if he had wanted someone else. I feel him shrug. “I swear I never expected that to work. I’d just finished a very important love scene, but it was lacking something. I took it half-joking, like if it worked it would help with my writing.” His chuckle vibrated through my body. “It did inspire me, but that would be a bit of a different story than I’ve written before.” I pinched his stomach lightly in retribution, earning a startled, girly squeak from him. “To be honest, it was more a matter of who I didn’t want to come home than anything. Tohru is so naïve and innocent, and so obviously in love with Yuki, that I would have locked her out of the house if she’d come home first. I suppose you’re wondering about Yuki, though?” I nod and stay quiet. “Yuki and I have always been closer in the family sense. We feel like cousins to each other, and while I acknowledge he is beautiful, even for a Sohma, I don’t think of him that way.” “Did you want me to come home?” I can’t keep myself from asking. “Yes and no. I have watched you from a distance for some time. If I’m being very honest, I have been attracted to you for nearly as long. Part of me was waiting eagerly for you to get home, and the rest of me hoped you’d be delayed, because this is not the way I ever wanted this to happen.” I’m a coward, and I admit it to myself in certain situations. I didn’t look into his eyes when I asked my next question. “But you wanted this to happen at some point?”
His body relaxed under me, and I knew he was smiling. “It was my favorite and most vexing dream.” He petted my hair for a few minutes and began to move away. “Now I know you must be very confused and this is a very new situation for you. I will give you as much time as you need to work out what you want, Kyo. I know what I want, and what I am willing to accept in the meantime, but you haven’t had time to work things out for yourself yet. I am here if you want to talk more, and you know my roof is always available. I am going to take a bath and change my clothes and,” he looked at my pants, “you may want to do the same.” I just sat there as he gently kissed my forehead, the tip of my nose, and my chin, before smiling and leaving me alone. Hell, what was I going to do now?   *   It’s been a week since the second time in Shigure’s study. I am nearly as confused as I ever was, and I’m definitely pent up. I haven’t been touched in a whole week! Granted, I waited a long time for the first touch, but after that your tolerance gets lower. Shigure has made himself available whenever I needed to talk, but I always asked one or two questions and went to the roof to think. Shigure likes me. He likes me not like a cousin, but like some men like other men. He’s willing to wait for me to figure out my feelings. One night after he’d come home from drinking sake with Ayame, I even got a couple of confessions out of him. He’d date me! When I’m not underage, of course, but he’d take me out to restaurants and movies and stuff. I don’t know what I think about that. I was laughing at the very idea just last week. It’s weird how quickly time flies when you’re freaking out. He wouldn’t talk too much about his feelings, but I wouldn’t tell someone I loved them if I knew they’d laugh or punch me. So the way I understand things now, today, is that he wants to keep seeing me in private. He said he knew it would take me a long time to warm up to a new situation, so we could just see each other at home when the others were gone. I like this idea, because I’m not ready to go out with a guy yet. Never mind that I’m dying to have sex with him. Anyway, I need to make a decision soon. Shigure is older and more mature, but I don’t think it would be fair to one of the few people I know who really likes me to use him to ease my sexual curiosity. I can’t imagine how hard it was to tell me he liked me in the first place. I don’t have that kind of courage. Give me someone to fight and I can do it, but I’m not a good talker. I’m on the roof right now, trying to figure out what to do. I know deep down I never thought Shigure was a totally bad guy, but I never thought I’d be considering spending lots of private time with him. Of course, I think he let me see more of who he really is under that joking mask this last week. No one can be a useless pervert all the time. Maybe I should just do it. I can get used to someone saying I’m attractive and sexy, even if I don’t necessarily believe it. Maybe by the time I’m legal I’ll be ready to go out in public with him. Akito won’t have to know we’re seeing each other unless someone tells him, and I don’t plan on anyone finding out. Actually, now that I think about it, that’s a good point. If we can make sure no one in the house is suspicious, I’ll be willing to give it a try. Not for the first time, I find myself in Shigure’s study with no memory of getting there. He was reading the newspaper, not working, and he smiles at me as I walk in and slide the door shut. “Yuki and Tohru are at the secret base, you picked a good time to come and see me.” I smile slightly and sit on the floor by him. “That’s kind of the reason I came to see you. I’ve been thinking a lot the last few days,” I picked at imaginary lint on my pants as I talked, “and I have a couple things I’d like to talk about.” He nodded encouragingly, so I went on. “I don’t know how I feel about all of this really, but mostly I think I’d be willing to see what happened.” He was smiling, and I looked away so I could continue. When did his smile get so cute? “We obviously couldn’t do things out of the house until I’m older, and I’m not sure what things I’d be comfortable with then yet, but I’ll try to keep my mind open if you don’t ask me to do anything stupid or embarrassing. I’m glad you like me, and I like you in a non-family way, but don’t expect me to repeat that. Ever.” He was obviously trying not to laugh. Stupid dog. “So the only thing we have to worry about right now is Yuki and Tohru. Since we can’t go out, we have to see each other here, and I expect that we will be doing more than just sneaking around and having sex.” I blushed. “I mean, we can do that, too, but not only that. None of this is any of their business, and I don’t want them to know.” I nodded and stopped. “That’s it. What do you think?” Shigure pulled me into his lap and hugged me hard. He nuzzled my neck, and I have to admit I’m beginning to like that a lot. I closed my eyes and leaned into him. This was what I liked, I realized. I didn’t worry when Shigure held me. “Tohru works, and both she and Yuki have active extra-curricular schedules. We will merely encourage Tohru to spend more time away from home so she doesn’t feel guilty about us ordering in. Plus, we could always meet after they’re both asleep, if we’re careful and quiet.” “You don’t think they’d hear us?” “They might, but we’ll be careful. We’ll wait until it’s very late, and not do that all of the time. It will be a burden on the both of us, but I will value lying with you in my bed, when all is quiet, and even sleeping together when the opportunity arises.”
“How do we do that with two other people in the house?” “We will work around the other two people, obviously.” He pulled me in for a kiss and I went eagerly. It was sweet and deep and lengthy enough to tell me he meant it. “Our time together will be both special and valuable, so I am willing to work to make it happen.” He gave me his patented lecherous smirk. Uh oh. “Speaking of, Tohru is staying over at her friend Hanajima’s home tomorrow night. Coincidentally, that is the night Yuki is staying with Haru and Momiji for their ‘super-special Momiji boys-only sleepover spectacular’ or something. You were invited, but declined.” I returned his smirk. “I guess I knew what I was doing, then.” I kissed him quickly as I heard the front door open. Yuki and Tohru had returned. “Now, keep your perverted hands off me!” He laughs as I bat at his hands and make a big display of stomping off.   Author’s Note: I think that went well, considering I’ve never written in first-person POV before. Next chapter will be the payoff, the fabulous lemon! Granted, there was lemon in the first chapter, but now we’ve gotten all of the story out of the way, so next chapter we can skip right to the smut. Yay!