Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ What Happens When You Get Lost ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket.

 

A/N: Here's a little one-shot lemon about Haru and Hana. NC-17 Enjoy!

 

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Hatsuharu made his way purposefully down the moonlit street. He knew that he was lost, but he wasn't about to make it known; he was practiced at getting lost in style. A large green sign indicated a subway terminal up ahead, so he made his way there to check out the map, not that he was particularly good at following those. As he approached the guidepost that displayed all the stops, he saw a magazine stand off to the left that looked familiar…maybe…he thought. He just couldn't be troubled with remembering where he had been or not been. Hell, he wasn't even sure what his own subway exit was, so getting on it wouldn't help anyway. Good thing it was the weekend.

 

“You look lost,” a bland voice said from behind him. He turned around calmly to see Saki Hanajima standing there, all done up in some sexy, flowy black number. Dark purple eyes met silvery grey, both sets completely devoid or surprise or any other emotion.

 

“Hello, Miss Hanajima. Do you know your way around here?”

 

Saki regarded him with a slightly amused expression, although it was just the barest lift of her lips. “Yes, I live near here.” Haru nodded once, surveying the area again. He must be somewhere close to the house if she lived nearby. As if she read his mind, she added, “The school is quite far away, though. I take the subway everyday.”

 

He was suddenly curious. “And why do you do that?”

 

“Because I was expelled from my middle school for creating a scene and I didn't want to go to high school with those same people.”

 

“I see,” Haru said, smirking at the serious look she was giving him. “A woman after my own heart. Do they ever call you Black Hana, by chance?” he asked with a sly laugh.

 

Hana didn't laugh back, however, instead making her face even more serious. “No, I don't think that nickname would fit in the context you mean. Our tempers are extremely different.”

 

Leaning back against the signpost, Haru crossed his arms. “I would believe that.” He had heard about her powers enough from his cousins, and he had seen the stupid girls that followed Yuki around run away from her unseen electrical charges. “So, how is it that a guy like me can anger a beautiful girl like you into some rough treatment?” Whatever this girl was doing, without knowing it or not, she was awakening his Black side. His alter ego couldn't ever resist hot chicks with attitudes and tight dresses.

 

“Come with me,” Hana said, ignoring his request and gliding away from where he stood.

 

Smiling, he took a few long strides and caught up with her, falling in at her side. “So, you taking me to some secluded alley for some fun?”

 

“No, we're going to my house. The last train left over an hour ago and I don't think Tohru would like it if I left you out in the cold. You can call your parents from my house or you could sleep over in my brother's room if you like.”

 

Her matter of fact tone killed the mood that his Black side had kindled. Grimacing, he looked at his watch and saw that it was already past midnight. Hatori would be in bed and there was no way in hell that he would ever call his parents, not that Saki knew that. “Yeah, I'll stay at your house if it's alright with you,” he said in his normal White voice.

 

Saki only flicked her eyes towards him at the sudden change in his personality. She looked slightly disappointed. “Megumi will be asleep, but his room connects to mine, so he's a heavy sleeper.”

 

“Why would that make him a heavy sleeper? You don't strike me as the noisy type.”

 

“I keep late hours,” was the most detailed answer she gave him, although it wasn't very conclusive. He wondered what she stayed up late doing. Haru just sighed and followed her until they reached a large house in a shockingly normal neighborhood. He didn't know what he had been expecting, but not some cookie cutter suburban deal, that was for sure. “Are you coming?” she questioned.

 

“Yeah.” He followed her up to the front door and waited for her to unlock the door and let him in. “So, your parents are cool with this?” he asked as he took off his shoes.

 

Hana silenced him with a look. “There's no need for them to know about this,” she whispered. “Nor my brother. We'll have to wait in my room until he falls asleep.”

 

Quirking his eyebrows at her, he found himself in awe of her actions. “What if he wakes up during the night?” he said in a whisper close to her ear.

 

“He won't. I'll come and get you in the morning before he wakes up, and then I'll take you back to the high school on the train. It's too far to walk. I trust you can find your way home from there?”

 

Haru nodded, but he wasn't quite as confident as he appeared. Hatori always picked him up from the school, or Momiji walked with him. He would figure that part out in the morning, though.

 

Hana had removed her shoes and was now standing at the foot of the stairs, waving for him to follow. She led him up the stairs and to the end of the hall and through a shoji door to what he assumed was her bedroom. Dark curtains and other furnishings made shadowy by the moonlight were all he could see. He liked her style. “So, how long do we have to wait until your brother goes to sleep?” he asked softly.

 

She pointed to a stream of light coming from another door in her room, the one that by method of deduction must lead to his. “Fifteen minutes after that light turns out should be sufficient.” Then, in a more substantial answer, “Probably an hour or so, if my light stays off. He won't fall asleep if my light is on. It keeps him awake.”

 

Haru didn't inquire further into the habits of her obviously strange brother. He had other things on his mind, like how to spend an hour or more in the dark with a ripe specimen of the female sex. His Black side called out to him again, but he didn't want it to fully take over. This could be fun. “What will we ever do to occupy our time?” he snickered.

 

“We could watch a movie if you would like. I have an extensive collection.” She walked over to a shelf on the wall that was filled with movies. “This is one that I have been meaning to watch,” she said, picking up some B-rated horror film, “but I haven't yet.”

 

“That's fine,” he said, distracted by the way her milky skin glowed in the faint light. His attention was even more in focus on her body when she turned on her television and put the movie in, her curves silhouetted against the screen. Waiting until she sat down on the floor near him, he shifted closer and rested back on his hands so he could examine her body more discreetly, tracing over the lines of her neck and face with his eyes, knowing that she was aware. A mild electrical current suddenly zapped his nose and he smiled at her back. She was a feisty one.

 

Haru subsided in his blatant leering for a few minutes to watch the movie. He wasn't going to force her into anything that she didn't want, even if his Blackness was protesting. When the scene came on with a half-naked teenage girl running from the vampire in the film, though, his libido charged back up and he decided to try again. He tilted his head to one side and moved in towards Hana's throat, mockingly biting at her flesh. When he moved away from her skin, he saw her eyes staring into his, not angry or scared or excited, just staring. “It looked like fun,” he laughed. “I've always wanted to be a vampire and suck the blood out of pretty young necks,” he teased.

 

One corner of Hana's mouth rose in a wry smile and she unexpectedly leaned in to his neck and bit him back, much harder than he had bitten hers. She didn't let go right away, though, but sucked on it hard, hard enough to leave a mark. At his taken-aback expression, she smiled. “Me too.”

 

Haru knew she would be up for a good time, or he had hoped so anyway. Reaching out, he drew her head back to his and went for her neck again, leaving her with the same mark that she had given him, then traveling up her throat her cheek and then her lips, dipping his tongue under hers and thoroughly licking every inch of her mouth. Then he drew her bottom lip in between his and suckled it firmly, finally eliciting a barely audible moan from her. He continued to massage her mouth and enjoyed her trying to return the favor as he slid his hand up her arm and across her collarbone to the top of her dress, where the tiniest valley in the center hinted at cleavage that was still hidden by black fabric.

 

Letting her explore his mouth a bit, he wrapped his arms carefully around her back until he found the zipper that held her dress onto her body and slowly dragged it down her spine. The slippery material fell loosely about her shoulders and she wriggled out of it, exposing a seductively translucent black bra and a smooth expanse of creamy skin. Hana's fingers began to play on the buttons of his shirt while he traced over the mound of wondrous flesh and her flat stomach. Things were getting way too hot to quickly for him, so he frantically undid her bra in the back and ripped it from her torso, tossing it behind him somewhere so he could get to fondling her properly. Her breasts fit perfectly in his hands, the nipples standing erect already at the steaminess of their kiss. Each thumb found one and rubbed over the nubs, making her moan even louder into his mouth. The vibrations from her sounds were making him wish her mouth was somewhere else.

 

Without warning, Haru pushed Saki onto her back on the floor and made his mouth depart from hers to wind his tongue in a roundabout way down her jaw and up to her ear and back down her throat until he got to her sternum. Then he repositioned himself between her legs, kneeling on the skirt that still hid half of her from his vision so he could lick a path to her left breast, encompassing the nipple with his mouth and suckling tenderly. Hana's hands wove into his hair and held him there, pushing the breast into his mouth and practically begging for more. He grinned against her, proud for evoking this erotic side of her being.

 

While one hand played with the breast that wasn't occupied by his lips, Haru's other hand moved over the skirt and under it, pressing into her leg as he honed in on the warm spot between her thighs. He had to lift himself up a bit to free his hand under the skirt and get a good range of motion. He looked up at her face to see if he was permitted to continue, but Hana's chin was up, her eyes squeezed tight. At his pause she arched her pelvis into his hand, making him rub up against the lacy panties that were damp and hot. Hooking a finger under them, he felt at her slick pussy and teased his finger up and down the folds, making Saki groan at him. Haru was emboldened by her enjoyment. He pulled the undergarment down her legs and then guided the rest of the dress down, as well. Now she lay naked and wanton before him, writhing on the floor in sexual frustration. He commiserated. The bulge in his pants was growing ever more uncomfortable.

 

Now that she was naked, Haru brought his head back down, this time near her navel, meanwhile bringing his hands back to her center to search her folds again. Hana's own hands were massaging her breasts, flicking the nipples in a manner than made Haru painfully aroused. Taking one last look at her face, Haru inserted two fingers into her and joined in the ministrations with his lips. He scoured his tongue over her clit and banged her determinedly with her fingers, not even taking notice when her hands settled on his head again and urged him to continue sucking her dry. Trembling thighs squeezed his shoulders and he felt small jerking motions and heard gasps as her muscles convulsed around his fingers and her clit went hard against his lips. Haru lapped at the clear juices that ran from her opening when her legs went lax. He smiled at himself for making her orgasm so rapidly.

 

Raising up on his knees he began to undo his pants to free his straining erection, but Saki's hand staid him. Biting her lip, she took over the task and undid the fly and let loose his manhood which wasn't prohibited by any other clothing. Then she stood up and motioned him to come with her until she was backed up against the wall, at which point she lowered herself back down and moved her fingers against the thick shaft, testing how to perform best. Haru put his one hand on the wall to steady himself and placed the other on top of her head, tangling his fingers in her long, silky hair. Hana comprehended and leaned forward to tongue at the head of his cock, a bead of precum coming away on her lips. The site of her touching him like that almost made him get off right there, but he breathed slowly and urged her head back towards him. Her mouth engulfed his throbbing dick and he moaned at her furnace of a mouth taking him in. The sounds that he was making reminded him of his thought earlier, and he said through clenched teeth, “Moan for me.” Hana complied and her throaty noises resonated along his length, making him shiver involuntarily. She paid attention so well he began to direct her more. “Harder…a little faster…ah, good…take it in deeper.” Hana didn't seem to be put off by his requests. She was a good listener and she started to get the hang of it, cupping his scrotum with one hand and pumping his cock into her mouth with the other, all the while her tongue swirling over the tip. Haru felt like he was about to burst, so he extracted himself from her mouth.

 

“Should I stop?” she asked in a surprised tone.

 

Haru slipped off his pants while he still stood and then dropped back to his knees to face her. “Let's do something else,” he whispered, and leaned forward to kiss her passionately. Seeming to understand, Hana placed her hands behind his neck and responded to the kiss, laying down on the floor as she did so. Haru made sure the distance between them was kept and positioned her on her back, knees in the air and spread wide. One hand reached down to rub at her clit again, getting her wet and ready for him. He wanted her to enjoy herself, too, and at this rate he wasn't going to last long. That girl had a talent for giving head.

 

A sleek liquid on his fingers indicated that she was lubricated for him. Setting his tip up against her lips he looked at her. “Ready?” Hana nodded and he took her moment of distraction to thrust quickly up inside, stretching the membrane that signified her virginity. He had deflowered Rin, so he knew that it hurt her. Without moving inside of her, he swept the tear from her eye and made soothing sounds. “Shh, the pain will go away soon. Shh.” But Hana wasn't sobbing or whimpering like he had anticipated. That one tear had been it and then she was wriggling her hips against him and wrapping her legs behind his back. Not waiting to be amazed at her recovery, he thrust into her again and again, his thumb massaging the sensitive bud above her opening and his mouth reaching forward to capture the breast that he hadn't tasted earlier. Over and over he send his crotch rocketing into hers, heightening the sensations with each journey from tip to hilt. Hana was almost growling, her head whipping from side to side and her hair flailing over his spot on her chest. He had to stop suckling her so he could concentrate on keeping up his pace so that she could get pleasure again, but the battle was getting difficult.

 

Eternities passed before he felt Hana's nether regions clamp down on his and undulate like the motion of some underwater creature. Her soft scream and succession of orgasmic oscillations literally dragged him into cumming in her, at last collapsing on the floor next to her spent of energy and panting to the point of delirium. When he could regain his breath, he looked over to Hana and saw her staring with her normal deadpan expression, no hint on her face of the pleasure they had just shared other than the way her cheeks were flushed. “Are you still going to make me sleep in your brothers room?” he asked, not really knowing what else to say.

 

Hana looked down at her own naked body. “That would be pointless now, I think.” She stretched her arm out to sweep the hair from his forehead that was matted there with sweat. “It's too bad you are so bad with directions. I was hoping you could come visit me again.”

 

Haru smiled and snatched Hana's hand from his face so he could hold it. “I think I'm going to remember how to get here after tonight.”

 

---The End---

 

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