Hana Kimi Fan Fiction ❯ So Irresistible ❯ Chapter 1

Title: So Irresistible

Rating: M

Series: Hana-Kimi

Summary: Hokuto is feeling all out of sorts, so Akiha spends the night at Hokuto's apartment to keep him company. Rated M for content. [Umeda x Hara]

 

Author's Note: My first [Hokuto x Hara] fiction. Please review after you've read and tell me what I did well and should improve on. ^^ I always try to improve.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hokuto Umeda or Akiha Hara. They are the property of Hisaya Nakajo.

 

So Irresistible

 

The rain outside hit hard against the windows of the office of Dr. Umeda. The wind whistled, stripping the trees, and blew their leaves onto the abused window as well. From the other side of the glass, sat the doctor, staring at the weather with empty eyes. He wasn't feeling well himself and felt very fatigued. Luckily, it had been a quiet day and that annoyingly hyper photographer hadn't shown his face in his office the entire day. Running his fingers through his reddish, brown hair, he let his face fall to his desk with a soft thump.

 

"Senpai!" the familiar voice of Akiha Hara sang as the door to Hokuto's office was thrown open. Hokuto groaned and slowly raised his head to meet the eyes of Akiha's. He glared at the other man and fixed his hair. He was hoping to go a whole day without seeing this man, but once again was disappointed.

 

"Get out," he ordered as he waved the photographer away but as always, his requests were ignored and the tall blonde threw his arms around him. Normally, he would have fought back, but instead Hokuto let his head drop to the desk anyway. In a monotone, he repeated the words, 'Get away' over and over to the stubborn man in hopes he would leave. As if his wish was coming true, the other man released his embrace, but instead of leaving, took a seat on his desk.

 

"Now, why would I leave you alone when you seem so down? That just proves you are in need of me," Akiha said in a soft voice. Hokuto noted the small ounce of seriousness of his tone, but did not really pay any attention to it. He still wanted to be left alone. If Hara wanted to help, he would just leave now.

 

"I'm not down. I'm just tired," Hokuto muttered, propping his head up on one of his hands. As much as he despised Hara, he couldn't help but feel attracted to him. He was a very good looking man. Though he hated to admit it, Akiha could very well please him in ways other men couldn't just by one kiss. Akiha was wearing a pouting face and ran his fingers through Hokuto's hair with a big grin.

 

"You are adorable, did you know that?" Akiha examined Hokuto with a look of concentration. "I know you're going to say no, but please, please, please, can I photograph you? Just one, I promise." Akiha's hazel eyes lit up with home and he uncapped the lens of his camera with a big smile on his face. Hokuto only shook his head and buried his face in his arms. He was too tired to put up with all of this. Akiha's face fell, but he got up off of the desk and walked some distance away. Just before Hokuto was about to look up to see if Akiha had left, he heard the snap of the camera that had always hung around the other man's neck.

 

"What-?"

 

"Yes, I took a picture of you. You're a lovely subject after all," Akiha said smiling as he strolled back over to Hokuto. Kneeling down in front of him, he looked into the dark haired man's eyes and softly kissed him. His response was a kick in the shin. Hokuto hid his face in his arms again as Akiha cried out in pain.

 

"I'm going home," the doctor muttered as he stood up and grabbed his coat from the back of his chair. Akiha frowned and folded his arms across his chest as Hokuto crossed the room to grab his bag from a hook on the wall.

 

"Where am I supposed to go then?" Akiha sighed as he watched the other man prepare himself to leave for his home. Walking up to him he raised a brow in question. Hokuto simply shrugged.

 

"Why should I care? You have a place of your own," Hokuto muttered pushing past the photographer. The light haired man, however, grabbed Hokuto's arm and pulled him into a deeper kiss, forcing his tongue into the doctor's unwelcoming mouth. Placing his hands on taller man's shoulders, he pushed him away and wiped his lips.

 

"Besides, my house is being renovated and I just can't stand the smell and the look," Akiha continued as if nothing had happened. "Besides, as I said, you seem down and you need my company."

 

Shaking his head, Hokuto left the room closely followed by Akiha who swiped up a bag from the ground as they walked. Stopping where he was, Hokuto turned to the other man and stared at the bag. This dope was serious about staying with him. Rolling his eyes, Hokuto walked to the parking lot and over to his car. It was a silver Daihatsu Terios 2002 model. It was in pretty good condition with only a few scratches at the bottom of the door. It was a little dirty, but not disgusting.

 

Climbing into the car, Hokuto slid his bag from his shoulders and threw it into the back seat. The interior was very neat and clean. The seats were a custom made black with god streak on the back and on the head of the drivers seat was written Umeda in the same gold. Akiha stared at it with a soft smile and climbed in as well, resting his bag at his feet and silently capping his camera.

 

"This is a nice car," he said softly, but Hokuto didn't answer him. Instead he started the car and began to back out. Akiha watched him silently, admiring the beauty of the doctor's face. Everything about him was perfect, his lips, his eyes, and the shape of his face.

 

The car ride to Hokuto's apartment was a very silent one. When Akiha asked him a question he would respond with a soft grunt of a shake of his head. Pulling into a large garage, Hokuto parked in a parking space with the numbers 361 marked at the bottom of it. Turning the car off, he looked at Akiha with an extremely tired expression.

 

"Are you sure you're alright?" Akiha asked feeling a little more concerned than he did in the office.

 

"I believe I told you that I was tired," Hokuto snapped as he reached back to grab his bag. Sighing, Akiha opened his car door and stepped out of the car, grabbing his bag as he did. They walked up three flights of stairs and down a long hallway before they reached Hokuto's apartment. Akiha had muttered something softly, but Hokuto didn't hear. Unlocking and opening the door, Hokuto stepped in followed by Akiha who looked around in awe.

 

To the right of the entrance was the kitchen. A large dining table stood closest to the two with six redwood chars surrounding it. Past that was the kitchen itself with wooden counters with brown marble. The cabinets were a light brown and seemed vintage to the photographer. Passing through the kitchen, Akiha's eye caught sight of the living room. Against the wall stood a cabinet with a moderately sized television in it and on one wall was a white chaise lounge and directly across from it was a large white couch. In back of the chaise lounge was a small step chest which had a messy pile of books lying on it. Above the chaise lounge was a large window with no shades. And in the middle of the floor stood a small coffee table with a few magazines lying on it.

 

Hokuto took a small turn into a narrow hallway with three doors. One on the left wall and one on the right wall and one at the end of the hall. Akiha then found himself in a small, yet beautiful bedroom. Directly across from the door was a king sized platform bed with a large white comforter resting on top of it. Two large pillows lied at the head of the bed and behind it stood antique Chinese doors. On either side stood two side tables which both had lights standing on them and right in front of the bed was a small bench. On the left wall, stood a tall cabinet which held all of Hokuto's clothes. He removed his coat and threw it to the side. Akiha did the same.

 

"Put your bag here. The bathroom is at the end of the hallway and across from this room is the tatami room." Hokuto then left the room and heading back out to the kitchen, soon followed by Akiha. Opening the refrigerator, Hokuto pointed to its contents. "I only have sushi, Sashimi, left-over Yakizakana, and miso soup here. Nothing really special."

 

"No problem!" Akiha said happily, pushing Hokuto aside and taking out the food. Rolling his eyes, Hokuto took a piece of sashimi and took a bite of it, leaning on his counter. He watched as Akiha stared at the table.

 

"No, I don't eat there. No point," Hokuto said reading the other man's expression. Akiha shrugged and stuffed a sushi roll into his mouth.

 

"So, you have a nice place. Design it yourself?" Akiha asked as Hokuto set out some soy sauce and wasabi.

 

"Yes, I did. Took a few years to afford all of the furniture I wanted on my salary." Akiha laughed.

 

"You do own some pretty expensive things here. I like it. Maybe we can cuddle in front of your television."

 

"No." Akiha grinned roguishly and stuffed more food into his mouth. It was six o'clock and very dark outside. Akiha watched as Hokuto poured two glasses of water and set one out in front of him. He knew he better not get used to this kindness because as soon as they were back at the school, the same behavior would continue. Not to mention Hokuto was very much out of character today.

 

When they were finished eating, Hokuto cleaned up and turned to Akiha who was lost in his refrigerator. Brows raised, Hokuto watched him silently as he pulled out a container of strawberries. Hokuto only shook his head and looked down at his feet. When he looked up, Akiha was sticking a strawberry in his face with a stupid grin on his face.

 

"Eat it," he said energetically. Hokuto only quirked a brown and looked at Akiha as if he had two heads.

 

"Not from your hand, I'm not."

 

"Fingers. From my fingers. It sounds more ... more risqué."

 

"I said no." Hokuto shook his head and waved Akiha's hand away. Akiha had only stuck out his lower lip and pretended to pout.

 

"Fine, I'll just have to eat it myself," Akiha said before running his tongue around its skin. Hokuto watched in slight amusement. He knew where this was heading; he just didn't feel like admitting he wanted it. He watch as Akiha sunk his teeth into the berry and bit of a piece of the strawberry. He moaned softly as if it were a pleasurable experience.

 

Striding over to Hokuto, he pressed the strawberry between the other man's lips who, to his surprise, took the fruit between his teeth. Akiha laughed in a seductive tone and began to plan small kisses up and down Hokuto's neck. The dark haired man let his head fall back, exposing more of his neck. Smirking, Akiha planted more kisses before claiming Hokuto's lips and kissing him passionately. Their tongues danced with each other and Hokuto began to lead Akiha to the bedroom, only breaking for short breaths.

 

The two men fell on the bed, Akiha on top of Hokuto, and the blonde began to unbutton the brunet's shirt. Hokuto gasped softly and turned his head to the side as Akiha dug his thigh in-between his legs. Akiha scraped his teeth against the soft skin of Hokuto's neck and he undid the buttons of the other man's shirt.

 

Once he had succeeded, he un-tucked the shirt from Hokuto's pants and exposed the slender torso of his partner's chest. Sitting up, Hokuto completely removed his shirt and threw it on the floor then proceeded to slide Akiha's shirt over his head and admire his abs. Closing his eyes, Hokuto took one of Akiha's hard nipples in his mouth and sucked it until it turned a raw pink then moved to the other one, gently biting it and running his tongue over it.

 

Akiha took Hokuto's head and massaged his scalp softly before pushing Hokuto back down, this time straddling him. Lips locking once more, Akiha ran his slender finger all over the chest of his lover's before pressing his own chest upon Hokuto's. Moving away from his lips, Akiha trailed own Hokuto's neck to his chest, gently licking each nipple to his belly button where he dipped his tongue in and out. He then gently kissed down the thin trail of hair that started just below the other's man's navel and was cut off by the waist line of his pants.

 

Sitting up Akiha began to slowly unbutton and unzip Hokuto's slacks and slid them down causing the other man and take a deep breath and fight to control his breathing pattern. He slid his partner's pants to his ankles then began to untie his shoes. Kicking off his own in the process, Akiha slid off his lover's shoes and socks followed by his pants. Hokuto was left in his black satin boxers. Akiha then began to undo his belt and unbutton and unzip his pants, making sure Hokuto was watching. Slowly sliding his pants off, he left himself in his own boxers, except they were a simple white cotton.

 

Bending back over, Akiha slid Hokuto's boxers down and off causing the other man to bit his lips and flutter his eyes closed then back open, watched as the blonde removed his own boxers before lying back on top of him, their arousals rubbing against each other. Akiha tried to kiss Hokuto but he turned his head it each attempt at first before sloppily kissing Akiha back.

 

He then set another trail of kisses down to Hokuto's pride. Running his tongue up the length of Hokuto's shaft, he watched as the other man squirmed and softly bucked his hips. He was so silent and so innocent looking with his eyes closed an a soft bead of sweat forming at his brow. Starting slowly at the head, Akiha rand his tongue slowly over every bit of skin before sliding Hokuto's whole self into his mouth then sliding it out, then back in, his rhythm slow and sensual. Hokuto then began to move his hips in unison with Akiha, his breathing distorted. Moaning softly in pleasure, Hokuto took Akiha's head and pushed it as far down as it would go in the same rhythm. Sitting, Akiha turned Hokuto over onto his stomach and watch as the doctor positioned himself on all fours. Teasing him a bit, Akiha rubbed his pride in between the cheeks of Hokuto's ass before licking and sliding his middle finger into his partner's tight hole. Hokuto grunted and squeezed his eyes shut. Removing his glasses, he placed them as far away as he could. Akiha then slid another finger in, twisting them slowly causing Hokuto to gasp and bit his lower lip.

 

Removing his Fingers, Akiha moved his shaft into Hokuto and the both cried out in unison. The blonde took the hips of the brunet to keep himself stable, slowly sliding all the way in and mostly out, then pushing back in. The rhythm was very slow at first, but it because faster and faster. He pulled out so he could flip Hokuto on his pack then pushed back in. The doctor was softly whimpering and grabbing himself. Akiha fastened his pace to as fast as he could, throwing his head up and breathing extremely heavily. Hokuto's hand ran up and down his own shaft as he cried out in pleasure. Akiha moaned as he felt his peak nearing before he exploded in Hokuto remaining frozen and doused in his sweat. As if that was the trigger, Hokuto released on his stomach and moaned loudly. Both men were covered in a cold sweat.

 

Removing himself from Hokuto, Akiha lied down on top of Hokuto and kissed him tenderly. Hokuto was still out of breath and his mind was racing. He just made love with the man he thought he hated most.

 

"We need a shower," Hokuto muttered, sliding out from under Akiha who nodded and stood up as well.

 

Hokuto lead him to the bathroom which had a light brown tiled floor a bathtub with a shower head above it and a small toilet next to a sink. As Akiha admire this room, Hokuto started the shower and stepped in once it was warm, soon followed by Akiha. Taking a cloth, Hokuto lathered it in soap and rubbed it across Akiha's chest, then down between his legs, frowning softly as he did.

 

"I can't do this," Umeda muttered, stepping out of the shower and leaving the room, wrapping a towel around his waist in the process. Akiha stared at him in puzzlement as he left.

 

In the bedroom, Hokuto sat on the edge of his bed with his face in his palms. It just felt so weird doing all of this with Akiha. He didn't even feel like himself. Akiha was right, he was down and for reasons he couldn't understand. Akiha soon came in and sat next to Umeda, still naked. He looked at the smaller man with concern.

 

"What's wrong, Ho-?"

 

"It's nothing," Hokuto sighed looking away. Akiha went to put his boxers on and soon felt Hokuto's hand around his waist. Akiha turned and raised his brows as Hokuto brought his face close to his own.

 

"I just hate not being the dominant one."

 

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