Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Three Ways (Part 2) ❯ Maid in Japan ( Chapter 1 )

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

Toni

First reviewer! Woot

SaphiraIce

Interesting? Aww, I was going for emotionally disturbing. Just kidding, just kidding.

Marianne

A boy who likes Yaoi is a good thing??? Why don't people tell me these things?

Toni

Sorry I didn't get Hatori's character right… what was off about him? I'm kind of writing about these characters from what I can remember about him… and I remember Hatori as being like Crawford from Weiss Kreuz… who I think really isn't mean, he's just going through… sexual frustration. ^____^

SaphiraIce

Thank you for the post, I'll make sure I write some more… any thing in particular?

Riversprite 77

Well, I thought it obvious why Yuki sent his brother to the doctor. It was so that the three of them could hook up. But I'll put more of a story behind it in this chapter. And yes, Ayame will investigate the molesting cat… I'm actually only writing that part because you requested it and I liked the idea so enjoy, its for you.

KyrosMage

I'm happy you enjoyed it. I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the term mabudachi… um… sorry, is it something really obvious?

Asher K.

Thank you for your support, is there anything in particular you'd like to see happen between the characters? A little… provided inspiration never hurt anyone, ^___^;;

Kagi

I'm happy that you enjoyed the chapter; hopefully you'll like the entire line up I have for this kind of plot as well.

Petrez

I don't think any of the boys deserve to be left out of the mix. And I don't care what logic says, we all know that when the camera isn't looking, Shigure, Hatori and Ayame are going at it right? Of course! Don't worry, I wont have hardly any spoilers in my fiction.

Terry

Well I hope my work hasn't disappointed you. If it has just tell me what to fix.

Lil_kitten

Thank you; glad to know you liked it. Its always good to hear.

Masochist

I'm happy to know my fiction has provided you with such amusement. ^___^. I'll make sure I continue writing.

AzureLuna

Well, here's part 2 for you~

Laura Bryannan

Finally, I have FINALLY finished it. I hope you enjoy because this took me SOO long! Mostly because of my marked propensity towards procrastination than anything else. *sweat drop*

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Label: Maid in Japan

Ayame made his way through the dense forest till he found the dojo Shigure resided in. He looked up at the sun and said out loud, “I think I've arrived early, which means it'd be a perfect time to visit my darling brother Yuki!”

He went to the staircase and started up, talking to himself all the way.

“Yuki will be so happy to see me! We will talk for long hours about the bond we share! Then he will confess to me his deep desires and secrets about that molest-able kitten!”

He stepped up to the door and put his ear against it, “Oh Yuki, you better not be doing anything naughty or your big brother will catch you.”

Upon not hearing anything he threw open the door, “Yuki! Darling brother! I have come to you! We shall sit here upon your bed while you spill your secrets to me and tell me how you're kitten has molested you so deliciously.”

Ayame danced into the room, “And when we share our secrets our relationship will grow strong, Yuki! Our brotherly bond will be like no other!”

When he looked around he noticed the situation he's stumbled into…

Kyo lay face down on the bed almost completely naked with his wrists cuffed above his head.

On his arms were orange gloves that came up to his biceps. They were large and didn't seem to quite fit, but they made him look smaller and more dainty.

The hand parts of the gloves were large and shaped like oversized cat paws. Ayame noticed similar garments were on his feet; they traveled up a little past his knees.

Surprisingly, the accessories made him look like an adorable kitten with large paws.

On his head were orange cat ears that matched his hair exactly. And around his neck was a tight black collar, with a large gold bell hanging above Kyo's chest.

Ayame drifted his eyes down the long curved back till he noticed the long, thin; matching tail attached to a belt fastened around the young boy's hips.

There was a deadpan silence. Yuki shifted, moving his member, which was buried deep inside the cat.

The rat grumbled under his breath to his partner, “Don't move, their vision is based on movement.”

Ayame clapped his hands together and began in a delighted voice, obviously ignoring the insult.

“Oh Yuki! I knew it! You and your kitten have consummated your love for each other! What a wonderful day this is! We must celebrate!”

Kyo stared at the man before hissing, “Freak, get out of here.”

Yuki slapped the cat's rear firmly, “Don't speak to him like that.”

Kyo rolled his eyes, “Like you care.”

“It gives me an excuse to smack your ass.” Yuki grinned.

Kyo was about to say something but was interrupted by a surprising sound.

*Click*

Both boys slowly raised their heads, eyes widened with terror as Ayame took on different extravagant poses to snap pictures of the boys.

*Click, click, click, click*

“Ni-san! Wh-what are you doing?” Yuki demanded loudly.

“Oh Yuki! This is a beautiful moment when separate souls are joined as one in a rhythm of beauty and passion. I need to take pictures to commemorate such a great occasion.”

Yuki pulled out of his lover, ignoring the grunt of discomfort. The rat lunged for the snake aiming to take the camera and crush it.

Ayame struck another pose, twirling around and snapping pictures, coincidentally evading his younger brother's strikes.

“Why are you here Ayame!” Yuki demanded.

“I'm here to ask you something.” Ayame answered.

*Click, click, click*

Kyo yelled, “Stop that!”

*Click, click, click*

“What have you to ask me?” Sighed the aggravated mouse.

Ayame put down the camera for a moment and asked, “Yuki-chan! Why did you tell Hatori-san I was sick? You know as well as any of my stalkers that I wasn't the least bit sick.”

Yuki crossed his arms, “I haven't the slightest what you're talking about.”

“Hatori-san told me you came and informed him I was ill.” He paused, “And I wanted to thank you for it! Oh how splendid my afternoon was. Do you know what they did to me, Yuki-chan?”

“No.” Yuki interrupted, hoping to get the man to leave the room.

“Oh! I will tell you in full detail while you tell me about all the torment you have subjected your darling cat to. We shall share our secrets and our bond will be like no other!”

Yuki paled, “Please leave.”

“But Yuki-chan. Don't you want to know how delicious Shigure-sensei was?”

Both boy's eyes widened and they answered in time, “No!”

“But back to my point Yuki-chan. Why did you do it?” Ayame requested.

Yuki paused then answered, “I was hoping they'd keep you occupied so you wouldn't bother my sex kitten and I.”

Kyo protested at the title and Ayame started to wail in grief at being `cast aside' from his `darling brother's' life.

Eventually the noise drew the attention of another. Shigure walked into the room curiously, “What's going on in here?… Aaya-chan! You're here!”

Ayame turned around and lit up, “Gure-chan! I wasn't sure if you were home! I couldn't hear you and you weren't in your office so I came up here to hold fascinating conversations with my darling brother.”

Shigure walked forward and took the man's hand, leaning forward to kiss his lips before continuing, “No, I left my office for a moment because I didn't expect you to be here so soon.”

“Oh, where were you then?”

“I was in Honda-san's room.” He held up the maid costume, “I've been keeping this there for some time.”

Yuki looked horrified, “Isn't that Tohru's?”

“No.” Shigure answered, “I had actually bought it for Ayame, I just never got the chance to put him in it so I put it in her room.”

The two young boys stared at him, trying to understand his logic.

Shigure held it up to Ayame, “I think it'll fit you perfectly.”

Ayame stepped up to it and pressed the French maid outfit to himself. “You seem to have done a little redesigning since the last time I saw it.”

The uniform was sleek, black and incredibly small. There was a white apron attached to it that gave it a look of purity that seemed greatly out of place.

“Put it on and come down to my office. Tori-chan is already there.” Shigure instructed, handing the uniform to the snake.

Ayame took it and looked up when his friend's hand wrapped his silver locks around a finger. Shigure leaned forward and whispered, “I'm pretty sure you can figure out most of the rules to this game.”

The snake shivered slightly and nodded, “I'll be down as soon as possible… Master Shigure.” He added with a wink.

~*~

Skipping ahead… since I feel no need to write out how Ayame changes…

~*~

Ayame slipped into the room quietly and unnoticed.

Shigure was sitting on his desk talking to Hatori. The dragon looked to the door and his visible eye widened slightly when he took in Ayame's appearance.

The man was adorned in a French maid uniform complete with the white frilly headband that poked up and begged to be played with.

The skirt puffed out and hardly covered him; beneath the black cloth the tips of white lace beneath it barely poked out but gave it an even more alluring look.

The white apron rested lightly on the skirt and covered the chest of the black uniform. Around the waist was a band that was tied tightly in the back, pulling the cloth close to his skin and giving him the appearance of a very luxurious hourglass figure.

His legs were enticingly white and creamy compared to the black skirt. The smooth elegance of them made Hatori want to grab them, control them, and devour the tasty flesh, licking and sucking at it endlessly.

Shigure noticed the dragon's sudden silence and turned to see Ayame, daintily holding his hands together, pressed against the front of his skirt.

A silence filled the room as the men stared at Ayame, shocked and aroused.

Ayame bowed slightly, some of his silver locks falling from his shoulder like liquid.

Though his head was lowered his intimate gold eyes looked from Shigure to Hatori and studied them, making them grow hard purely from his expression and passionate eyes.

He then broke the silence by saying in a voice that could have turned the most stoic of men's knees into jelly, “Good evening masters.”

Hatori's chin slightly dropped, he was thoroughly amazed with what he saw and was impressed that Shigure could create such beauty with the plain white and black uniform.

Then again, much of the credit had to be given to Ayame, who seemed to be created for the purpose of luxury and beauty.

Shigure smiled, not quite warmly, it was a smile full of anticipation for all the activities he had in mind.

“Come in.” Shigure invited.

Ayame stepped into the room and remained where he stood, obediently waiting for orders.

Hatori didn't respond, he just watched the two men quietly. He had been confused and slightly surprised to hear Shigure speak of Ayame as if he weren't there, though he understood it was part of the game.

It reminded him of how one speaks of a pet, or a possession… and perhaps this was Shigure's intent. To make Ayame a possession, a literal slave for this sex session.

Shigure stood up, a long riding crop dangled in his hand. As he started walking towards Ayame he twirled it in his fingers.

Hatori studied it from where he sat. It was stiff, yet had a flexible bend to it.

He presumed it was flexible enough that if it were cracked against any bit of Ayame's exposed flesh a reverberation would follow, a sort of aftershock to the strike.

“Come now, let me examine you.” Shigure smiled.

Ayame moved his hands to his sides and stepped forward. Shigure nodded, showing his approval, “Good.”

The dog started walking around his friend, examining him and liking what he saw.

When he was at Ayame's side he carried the end of the crop up the side of the snake's leg, drawing out a shiver. He walked further behind the man and started lifting the back of his skirt with the crop.

He smirked when he saw red panties. Parts of his flawless cream skin were visible through the small openings in the lace material, serving to entice Shigure further.

After a bit of staring he justified himself by saying in an authoritative tone, “That isn't part of the uniform, you must have forgotten your place.”

“Gomen Master Shigure.” Ayame said in a voice that feigned fear.

“Luckily, I'll forgive you.” Shigure grinned.

“Arigato Master Shigure.” Ayame stated.

Hatori had to smile to himself; he was rather surprised that Ayame could still speak, with one of his oldest friends ogling up his skirt at his ass.

He was actually surprised Shigure was able to still think straight as well, given the horny dog he was. Hatori expected the dog to throw Ayame down and start screwing him as soon as he saw the man's ass.

Shigure ordered, “Remove them. I wont allow any subordinate of mine to be wearing such garments.”

Ayame looped his fingers into it and brought it down his legs, bending over to pull them down the rest of his legs before sliding them off his feet, coincidentally giving Shigure a perfect view at the same time.

Hatori noticed Shigure's eyes widen as he drew in a breath and his loose pants seemed to grow a bit tighter in the groin.

Shigure drew back his hand and landed a swift strike with the crop on Ayame's rear.

*CRACK*

Ayame yelped and stood straight up with shock and surprise. Shigure slowly walked around him till he stood before the man.

Shigure put a hand on the back of Ayame's leg then ran it up, lifting the backside of his skirt. The dog brushed his fingers over the small, reddened area on the snake's firm rear.

He laid his hand on the round cheek, his palm covering the sore part of his friend's ass.

Ayame yelped when Shigure pinched him, he quickly realized he hadn't verbally acknowledged his `master's command and answered, “Yes Master Shigure.”

Shigure continued to touch Ayame, making him grow harder. He looked at Hatori who was wetting his lips and getting slightly more aroused as the groping continued.

“I think Hatori wants a turn.” Shigure said, smirking and looking up at the older man.

Ayame looked to his quieter friend.

Hatori nodded, motioning for Ayame to come to him.

The light haired man quickly made his way over, wondering what would be asked of him. Perhaps oral, perhaps a strip, perhaps… who knew what was going through his mind.

Ayame came to a stop before Hatori who sat calmly in his chair, retaining a sophisticated manner with great ease as he examined the `maid'.

The snake shivered in anticipation from their close proximity, he could smell the rich scent of tobacco when Hatori exhaled the smoke from his cigar.

Little did the bishounen realize what affect his over active mind and fantasies were having on his body.

Hatori let out a ribbon of smoke from his mouth as he set down the cigar on an ashtray.

Ayame then realized why the man must be so silent, he'd been staring into his `master's eyes. He quickly averted his gaze to the ground, hoping he hadn't messed up his character's role too badly.

“I'm rather offended you don't respect me as your superior.” Hatori said coolly.

Ayame looked up, “Gomen, Master Hatori.”

Hatori's eyes narrowed slightly, “Speaking out of turn?”

The silver haired man opened his mouth to explain but cut himself off and lowered his head instead.

The dragon thrummed his fingers against the arm of his chair, “Shigure, I believe a punishment is in order.”

The dog nodded, “A maid is only good if they are well trained.” He turned his gaze to Ayame and said with a deceivingly gentle face, “It's for the best, Ayame.”

Ayame's eyes widened, he was shocked he was being punished; somewhat forgetting this was a role-play, not real life.

Hatori motioned, “Come now, position yourself over my lap.”

The white haired man hesitated, stepping forward awkwardly. Luckily Hatori helped move him over his lap.

In moments Ayame was face down over Hatori's lap, his legs dangling over the other side. He squirmed slightly in a nervous state.

The dragon slid a hand up his smooth thigh, disappearing under the skirt to cup one of the firm cheeks before pushing the skirt up.

The snake was barely able to conceal a moan from the stroke on such a sensitive area, however, he was able to do nothing to keep himself from hardening slightly more from the touch.

It didn't go unnoticed by Hatori, “Do you find this arousing?”

Ayame gulped and quickly replied, “No Master Hatori.”

The man seemed to grow colder from his tone, “You choose to lie?” Ayame realized how obvious his erection must have been. The dragon stated, “You must not take me seriously, but I assure you, you will soon enough.”

The snake shivered again, worried in his vulnerable position. He then noticed Shigure standing by him, curious, he turned his head to see what he was doing.

Ayame's eyes widened in horror when he saw Shigure handing Hatori the riding crop. “Hey! Now wait a-”

“Ay!” The silver haired man yelped as the leather paddle connected with his rear.

The next one quickly followed, jarring the white haired man again. Hatori continued to spank him with the riding crop with great precision, making sure to cover all of the creamy flesh presented to him.

Ayame gasped, “Master Hatori, please, stop.”

Hatori delivered another few solid hits scattered around the pink rear, “You think you've learned you're lesson?”

Ayame nodded quickly, “Yes sir.”

Hatori considered then looked up, “Shigure? What do you think?”

Shigure grinned sadistically, “I don't think you've hardly made an impact on him. If there is hardly any punishment, how do you expect to motivate him to be obedient, Hatori?”

Ayame squirmed and protested, “No! No! I'm motivated! I'll be obedient!”

Hatori cut off his objections with the riding crop. Ayame arched and tried to pull for the assault, of course, to no avail.

The riding crop came down several more times, punishing Ayame's once creamy white skin.

Ayame squirmed and cried out, but he was not relieved from the dragon's firm hold.

Finally the strikes halted. Ayame saw from his side vision that Hatori put down the riding crop on the short table next to them. The hand of his friend rested on his rear, or rather the palm.

It stroked his red rear gently, easing life back into the pain numbed area. Ayame nearly purred with the touch, though he wondered why the dragon didn't rest his full hand on him, allowing his nimble fingers to dance over the sore flesh as well.

Finally, the fingers touched Ayame's flesh. But only to disappear within his crevice. The white haired man arched, unintentionally pushing the fingers against his entrance.

Hatori pressed his lubricated forefinger and middle finger into the tight entrance, relishing the virginal sanctity of it, though Ayame was most assuredly not a virgin.

The snake moaned in pleasure and relaxed his body allowing the fingers to slip in further, gliding directly to his prostate.

Ayame shifted and groaned at the touch.

Hatori pulled his fingers out slightly before sliding them back in, touching the area and rubbing it gently, making the man cry out in pleasure.

Shigure touched himself discreetly, watching with a very amused grin. His eyes traveled over Ayame's back, studying its features, and admiring the red blush across his punished cheeks, and the two fingers disappearing into his entrance.

Hatori added a third finger to Ayame's portal. The snake clutched at his fingers momentarily before relaxing and permitting access again.

Hatori danced the three fingers around Ayame's prostate, building up his friend's anticipation. He would suddenly stab at the sensitive flesh with a finger, catching the snake off guard and making him buck against his hand and cry out in pleasure.

Ayame was quickly becoming overwhelmed. His erect length was pressing against Hatori's thigh, and he occasionally thrust forward, sighing at the friction it granted.

Shigure observed the situation carefully waiting till everything was perfect. He wrapped his arms around Ayame and lifted the man to his feet.

The maid blinked at him with confused gaze, not quite able to focus his eyes just yet. Shigure grinned, running his hand over the red rear gently, “Punishment is over.”

Ayame looked slightly disheartened, given that his punishment had just gotten good. However, he managed to obediently nod and revert his gaze downward, “Yes, Master Shigure.”

The dog grinned and captured a strand of silver hair, playing it between his thumb and forefinger, “Now it's time to make it up to us.”

Ayame's gaze flicked up for a second before lowering his gaze and asking, “Make it up to you?” Hatori seemed just as confused.

“Hai.” Shigure answered, “Show us that you'll be good. Show us how good you'll be.”

Ayame took a moment to consider this, “Yes, Master Shigure.” He was quiet for a moment then asked, “What would you like me to do master?”

“Kneel over my desk.” The dog answered.

Ayame nodded then turned to go to the short desk. Shigure was about to follow when Hatori whispered, “Didn't you see <I> I </I> was in the middle of something?”

Shigure grinned, “I couldn't let you have all the fun.”

Ayame knelt before the desk then leaned over it, looking over his shoulder to see that Shigure was close behind him.

The dog was shedding his common his clothes, stepping out of his pants before he reached Ayame and knelt. He lifted the skirt and gazed at his friend's blushing rear, “I'd say Hatori-san did a good job.”

Ayame nodded, shivering when he felt the dog's heavy breaths over his rear. Shigure massaged the muscular rear in his palm, loving the feel and texture of be beautiful anatomy.

Shigure pulled a container of lubricant out of his pile of papers and put it on his hands, smearing it over his member hastily, making himself harder.

The snake squirmed in anticipation and lowered himself closer to the desk, thrusting his rear further up. Shigure groaned in pleasure as he watched the snake. He resentfully took his hand away from his member and pulled himself closer to Ayame.

The dog thrust in with one smooth movement making both cry out in pleasure. Shigure thrust in before pulling nearly all the way out to push forward again. Ayame held onto the table tightly, holding on to avoid being swept away in the waves of pleasure.

Hatori meandered over to the scene unnoticed. He opened the front of his slacks and picked up the container of lubricant Shigure tossed to the side.

He coated a finger and pressed it against Shigure's entrance. The dog grunted at the touch, not quite comprehending it.

The dragon thrust his finger in up to he third knuckle and Shigure howled. Hatori calmly worked the finger in and out while the dog tightened convulsively around it, trying to force it away but unwilling to pull his attention from Ayame.

Hatori drew his finger out and added a second finger, pressing both in and stretching the tight orifice till it was ready. Shigure sighed a relieved breath when the fingers left him.

However, he arched and tightened once again when Hatori lubricated his member and thrust in. The dragon's initial thrust was made with such force that Ayame felt it and cried out.

The dragon closed his eyes tightly and grabbed Ayame's hips holding the three of them still. Hatori was surprised at the different feel the dog's interior had, the shock nearly caused him to come, so he now held all of them still till he could contain himself.

Ayame was first to complain, “Please, move. I'm so close, please, keep moving.”

Hatori responded by a light smack on the side of Ayame's rear, making a small vibration that traveled and rippled against Shigure's member. The dog gasped in pleasure and made a small thrust forward.

The dragon pulled him back, stilling them all for a few more seconds before slowly pulling out and sliding back in.

At first the movements of the three were awkward, but they soon got the motions in sync.

Hatori thrust his large member into Shigure as the dog pulled back, as the dog pulled forward into Ayame, the dragon would pull out.

The room was thick with passion and lust. The only sound being heavy breathing and the smack of flesh.

Ayame was first to break the silence again, “Please, masters, let me come. I'm so hard.”

Shigure grinned, “Now don't you know the rules? The dominant is supposed to come first.” He punctuated his words with steady thrusts.

Ayame whimpered, “I'm so hard, come on, just touch me, I need it, I need it so badly.”

Hatori grinned at the pleading words and Shigure shuddered, those being the words that were pushing him over the edge.

“Master Shigure, touch me, please, make me come.” Ayame begged.

Shigure started rapidly thrusting as he neared his edge and was about to come. Suddenly, his movements were hindered when his hips were pressed against Ayame's so closely he couldn't pull thrust.

He realized Hatori had pressed the dog and snake together so closely he couldn't thrust into his `maid' and come. “Hatori, damn it, I was just about to come.”

Hatori chided, “You can't come yet Shigure.”

“Why not?” Shigure groaned, distraught at having relief so close but being unable to reach it.

Hatori bit his ear, “Because it's improper. The dominant is supposed to come first.”

Ayame was gasping for breath, Shigure's member pressed against his prostate firmly, “Then come already, please.”

Hatori chuckled, “I can take as much time as I want, I'm the master.” To insinuate his point he went completely still.

Shigure struggled to move, as did Ayame. The motions enticing Hatori to finish his last few thrusts and release his seed within the dog.

Hatori moaned with the pleasure of his orgasm and remained fully seated within the dog. He waited till his erection had dissipated and only his flaccid member remained within the dog.

The dragon released Shigure and the dog instantly started pounding into Ayame, too overcome with need to care about the length still within him. Ayame was gasping in pleasure and thrusting back against the erection, fighting to not reach down and relieve himself.

Shigure came and arched his back, crying out in bliss as he came deep within Ayame's orifice.

After they had caught their breath Ayame begged once more, “Please, let me come, I need it so bad.”

Shigure pulled out, sitting back on Hatori's lap, with the penis still within him.

Hatori drew out of the dog and put him on the ground. He reached for Ayame and turned him over, exposing the pink erection beneath the skirt.

With an expert mouth, Hatori lowered to the member and sucked on it hungrily till the snake came with a shiver and sweet cry of joy. The dragon drank up the liquid without spilling a drop, sitting back on the floor when he was done.

The three of them eyes each other with half lidded gazes, all pondering if they should continue and go for another round.

Ayame grinned, “Gure-san, are you pondering what I'm pondering?”

Shigure grinned, “Yes, and you should be ashamed of thinking such things, naughty maid.”

Hatori was about to make a comment when the door to the room was thrown open. “Shigure-san! I need the book!” the female editor cried out desperately.

All were silent as they watched the frantic editor slowly grow pale white, then a rich red hue. “Shigure! What are you doing! You need to be writing!” she yelled hysterically.

The three looked at each other. She continued, “But no! You're not writing! You're sitting here naked! Ah!” she pointed at Ayame, “You're going to blind this young girl with your perverse ways!” she threw herself towards Ayame.

Hatori quickly scooped the male up, holding him bridal style, and in a perfect way to hide his still open pants, “Well Shigure, it seems you've got work to do. I bid you farewell.”

His words were barely heard over the editor's screams.

Shigure looked around the woman at them, “But, where are you guys going?”

Ayame cut off Hatori's response, “Oh hush, you naughty little dog.” He winked, “Keep neglecting your duties and someone's going to have to train you.”

Shigure shivered and allowed the two to leave the room without protest as he resigned himself to the endless task of book writing.

Next chapter: Ayame is in charge! Review review review!