Gravitation Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Ultimate ❯ Super Sexy Genius Lyrics ( Chapter 4 )

Ultimate

A/N: Crossover: Weiss/Gravitation. YAY!! Ran/Ken will appear... we'll see on the rest... muahahhahaaa! Ryuichi/Ken here for sure as well as Tohma/Ryuichi and Yohji/Omi. Now THOSE two are a cute couple.

A 2nd N: It's pissing me off how much Aya/Yohji there is out there... can't they understand that Ken-the-uke belongs to Aya and no one else!? Aya can only have KEN!? What is wrong with these people!? Okay, well Aya of course has to share, but STILL... Aya and Yohji would never hook it.

Ryuichi turned on the stereo system and a moment later music filled the room.

"Ken~kun... close your eyes...."

Ken gulped nervously not trusting the older man.

He knew it. Tohma was a dark beast, and they had been found out! Ryuichi was sent to handle him....

Ken didn't realize he had complied with the other's wishes and closed his eyes. He was surprised when he felt an arm circle around his waist from behind. A strong set of hips ground into his and began moving with the music. His eyes flew open.

"Oh, Kami-sama!"

"'Ryuichi-kun' is fine, Ken-kun."

A hand not tethered to his waist rode up his chest and cupped a pectoral, then gently began to caress the strong muscle.

Ryuichi chuckled deeply in his ear and softly blew warm air across Ken's neck. The ass was firm against his crotch and he was having a hard time holding back from throwing the youth down and having his wicked way with him.

Ken tried to break away from the assault, but Ryuichi held him firmly. "I don't see what this has to do with writing lyrics," he complained. He just KNEW Ran was going to kill him.

"Mmmmm nothing."

"NANI!?"

Ryu put a finger to the luscious lips of his prey to silence him. "But it has everything to do with ~feeling~ the music. And ~feeling~ has everything to do with lyrics." His words were punctuated with a slight hip thrust forward. "Ken-kun wants to write super sexy genius lyrics, Ken-kun must play with Ryuichi-kun when music is playing."

He was sooooo dead.

BACK AT THE KONEKO, LATER THAT NIGHT...

Ran stood in the middle of the mission room, arms crossed. "Report."

Omi squealed excitedly. "Fujisaki-kun and I have soooooo much in common! He's going to arrange for a private tutor for me so I won't get behind in my studies! I hope we have the same tutor, and can study together!" he finished off with a fan boy sigh.

Yohji growled and lit up a cigarette. "He means about the fucking mission."

Omi frowned. "Yohji-kun. That is part of the mission. And put out that... yucky..."

Yohji smirked. "Yucky? But I need to suck on something, Omi-cub, and your neck is way over there."

Omi blushed. "YOHJI-KUN!"

Ran interrupted them. "Fujisaki is Seguchi's cousin. He should know something if there is questionable circumstances. How far did you get with the lessons?"

"Well, I sat behind the set and he explained each of the pieces. He showed me how to hold the sticks," Yohji snorted, "and I began practice on the snare drum. We spent the last half hour working the snare in conjunction with the bass drum."

Ran nodded. "He say anything that might be of importance?"

"No... everything was music related. Didn't talk about Seguchi, Nittle Grasper, or Bad Luck."

"Not even Nakano?"

"Nakano-kun? No..."

"Hn."

Ken watched this exchange nervously and quietly. Ran was not going to be happy with his report, and didn't want to bring attention to himself in anyway. If he thought he could get away with it, he might've tried sneaking out of the room. But then, Yohji would know there was something naughty going on and bring him up instead of covering his escape.

He was spared a few more minutes for life as Ran turned a glare onto Yohji. Yohji smirked and put out his cigarette. "Report."

"Won't know until she succumbs to my charms and we end up in bed."

"YOHJI-KUN!!!"

Ran glared harder. "You will keep your hands to yourself. Or on Omi."

"Aya-kun!"

Yohji saluted Ran. "Hai hai!"

"Finish."

"Apparently those piano lessons I had as a kid weren't as useless as I would've thought. We went over the keyboards. Apparently there's more there then just hitting the correct notes. May need longer than six months, especially if she keeps wearing short shorts."

Omi pouted.

"Yohji. Don't. Fuck. This. Up. You are gay. Act like it."

Yohji squawked indignantly.

"Ukai-san is a member of Nittle Grasper, and therefore most likely privy to any information about Seguchi. You will stop flirting with her. You will start investigating."

"Feh, fine." Yohji lit up another cigarette and glared at Ran to oppose him. Then he smirked. "Ne... Kenken... Ryuichi was looking MIGHTY satisfied when he left your studio this afternoon. And you were looking quite disheveled when you came out. Heh, came out."

Ran's head whipped around and glared at Ken. Ken squealed and tried escaping over the back of the couch when Ran started stalking over to him.

Yohji couldn't stop himself. "Uh-oh, Kenken. Cheating on your man. That'll earn you punishment..."

"I wasn't cheating!"

"What the fuck were you doing," Ran growled out.

Ken blushed, remembering, and Ran's left eye spasmed.

"Nothing! We didn't do anything!"

The pair glared at each other, stalemated by the couch that innocently separated them.

"Report," Ran hissed.

"Aya-kun..."

"NOTHING happened. He was uh... dancing with me. Said I had to feel the music in order to write lyrics. We danced. He gave me homework to dance more." Ken pulled out a small disk from his pocket to verify his claim. "I have to listen to this for an hour tonight and to dance to it."

"That makes sense, Aya-kun. I read an article where Shuichi stated he sometimes gets song lyric ideas by the way his body moves."

"Dancing?"

"Um... actually... he was talking about sex with Yuki-san."

"I did not have sex with Ryuichi-kun!!"

"RYUICHI-KUN," Ran roared.

"Oh shit!" Ken bolted out of the room.

Ran jumped over the couch and ran after him.

Yohji was flabbergasted. Then he looked at his cute little Omi. "Ne... Omi-cub?"

The stunned Omi didn't even glance at him. "Nani?"

"Wanna help me practice being gay?"

Even ducking, Omi's aim was dead on and the pillow smacked Yohji square in the face.

There really was no contest. Ken was quick, but Ran's anger fueled him well. Ken was caught in the hallway and slammed back against the wall. Their intermingled breaths were heavy and the feeling went straight to Ran's groin.

"Answers. Now."

"Nothing happened! I swear! That's just what he told me to call him! All we did was dance!"

Ran glared and grabbed Ken's chin. He quickly moved the shocked face back and forth looking for any love marks along the soccer player's chin and neck. Satisfied after finding none, he released the trembling chin.

"Ran..."

Their breathing was still heavy... their faces were close...

Ken closed his eyes and leaned forward...

And was yanked back to the mission room.

Yohji smirked. "Let him live, huh? Must have hot and heavy plans for him tonight. I've got handcuffs if you want, Aya..."

Ran threw Ken down on the couch. Then he moved back to the middle of the room. "Report."

Ken sighed. Then blushed. "He uh... does seem to be flirting with me a little. But uh, he was mainly trying to get me 'feel' the music. We didn't talk after that. Just danced. I think he was just teaching me how. I was kinda nervous about that. He told me specifically what moves to practice tonight when we were done."

Ran glared at Ken. "Sakuma and Seguchi seem especially close. Sakuma may be the person we find out the most information from. You are to play up to him but under NO circumstances are you to sleep with him. No kissing. No groping. NO SEX."

Ken gulped. Yohji smirked. "That's awfully cruel, Aya. Sakuma would probably make a great fuck."

Ran swung a punch at Yohji, his fist stopping a hair away from his cheek.

"Ano, Aya-kun? What about your report?"

"Nakano seems to have the least tie-in to Seguchi. Nakano and Fujisaki are lovers. Seguchi disapproves."

"NANI!?!?!? OH WOW!! Poor Fujisaki trapped in a forbidden love!"

"Apparently, when they are together, Nakano has a hard time with discretion... Seguchi thinks it is bad publicity. Much to Fujisaki's embarassment. I think we are also meant as a distraction for the media. Shindo and Yuki were also becoming media magnets as they are fighting more as Shindo gets more popular."

"So ka... Yuki-san was just in the papers the other day! According to the reporter, he caught Shindo-kun and a fan boy lip-locked and put the fan in the hospital..."

Ken frowned. "This Yuki sounds dangerous. And Seguchi is trying to cover this up? I wonder what else he may be covering for..."

"Oy, good thinking, Kenken. We may have to look into this Yuki-cat as well."

Ran nodded. "Seguchi suggested practicing fanservice. I approve. Every night, for one hour, we shall practice intimate tactics for the stage, interviews, and being out in public. For the rest of the time, including our weekend shifts in the shop, we shall act as couples."

Everyone blinked. "Did Aya just order us to have sex?"

"Yohji-kun!"

"You will not do anything Omi is not comfortable with!"

"What about you and Kenken?"

"THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!"

"Sheesh, all right all right!" Yohji stood and grabbed Omi. "Sorry, Chibi... Leader's orders..." He withdrew with a blushing kitten trailing behind him.

When they were alone, Ran glanced at Ken. "Show me."

Ken blushed and stood, walking over to the computer. He inserted the disk and set it up to play on the media player and put the only song on repeat. Music filled the room quickly. Ran had moved aside the furniture so Ken would have room to move.

The soccer body was hesitant and stiff at first, unsure of what to make of Ran's recent behaviour and Ryuichi's recent misbehaviour. He felt exposed when dancing with the singer in the room, and knew it would be worse with Ran.

Slowly, his muscles relaxed and moved with the music. He could still feel the hands that had ghosted over him earlier this day move up and down his torso. He wondered just how far Ran was going to take him?

The music took over his body, and he closed his eyes. "Ken~kun... close your eyes...." With his hand on his stomach, and another behind his head, he twirled once, and stamped his foot.

Ken's body moved fluidly tantilizing Ran. He spun. He shook his hips. He moved his hands over his own body. Ran moved around him, eyeing him critically.

Ran tried staying calm, but his blood was thundering through his veins, rushing to his groin, demanding to become one with the throbbing body dancing before him.

His blood demanding he take Ken tonight...

Make him his completely... Mark him his completely.

Ken was very aware of the chest that suddenly clung to his back, and the groin that nuzzled his backside. Hands grasped his hips firmly. He was sure he was going to bruise. And then... he no longer had command of his own movements.

The man behind him had complete control over his every step. Every manuever. Every breath. Every heartbeat.

A hot mouth clamped down on the juncture of Ken's neck and shoulder, and he cried out.

"RYUICHI!"