Kodomo No Omocha Fan Fiction ❯ A Little Piece of Heaven ❯ Chapter 1

"A Little Piece of Heaven"

A Kodocha Fanfiction by Andrea Readwolf

Written: January 2003

Warnings:

Disclaimer: Kodoma no Omacha does not belong to the author of this story in any way, shape, or form. She is simply borrowing the characters to carry out her wicked little fantasies and hopefully provide some entertainment to others.

"You're so crazy."

Sana grinned, leaning over the railing to get a better look at the ducks. "And you're impossible," she retorted, almost falling over if Akito hadn't of snatched her jacket and pulled her back.

"Why does everything have to be a race with you?" the sandy-haired teen frowned as they strolled through the park like any normal teenaged couple.

Of course, the pair was anything but normal. In fact, they were about as un-normal as any pair of seventeen year olds could be. No, they weren't aliens. Really, where do you come up with these ideas? No, this isn't Sailor Moon. Geesh.

No, Sana and Akito were teen models. Very popular ones, at that. What's that? Oh, well, yes, originally it was only Sana who was popular. She was a child star, you see. Actually, she still is. An actress, I mean. She doesn't like being called a child. No, it was in their third year of junior high, when Akito 'accompanied' Sana to a photo shoot for some type of milkshake or fruit juice or something.

The photographer noticed Akito standing in the background, sulking--yes, he was sulking--and dragged the boy into the photo shoot with Sana.

Of course, the advertisement was an absolute knockout.

Rei asked Akito if he'd like to do some more modeling. Akito said, "whatever." Rei went and begged--yes, begged--Akito's father for his son's permission. He got it. And, bam! Over night, Akito was a teen model.

Of course, there was talk.

After all, Sana and Akito were the same age, both managed by the same person, going to the same junior high and now high school. There was the fact that Hayama had kissed Sana TWICE back in elementary school (they got better at hiding themselves after that or maybe Akito just picked more secluded spots to lay one on her after that). That and the pair seemed to spend a considerable amount of free time together.

"We're just friends." "We study together." "Hayama's much better at English than I am." "She sucks at English."

That was the official truth--No, Sana really as bad at English. The UN-official truth was that Sana and Akito were practically engaged. Just don't tell them that. Although Akito probably wouldn't be against the idea of marry Sana--EVENTUALLY-- Sana would probably flip at the idea.

Of course, she had a lot of issues to get over.

"I want to be the best!" Sana answered, spreading her arms out and twirling around madly. "I want everyone to look at me and say, 'That Sana! She is always the best at whatever she does!'"

"Except English."

She swapped at him, playfully hitting him until she just stopped and stared at the ground around her feet.

"Maybe it makes me a horrible person," she said softly. "But I want my biological mother to look at my face on TV and say, 'that is my daughter! Look, she has my eyes and her father's nose! She is so beautiful and accomplished! She's the best actress ever, and she's mine! Why did I ever give her up?'" Sana ended in a small whispery voice.

Warm arms wrapped aro8und her and a chin propped up on her shoulder. "Because I was a fool," Akito whispered, voice deep with emotion. "Even though she was so beautiful and I loved her so much, I let her go, hoping she could find a better life then what I could give her. And now she's fallen in love with that terrible demon child..."

"Don't!" Sana cried, turning swiftly in his arms and burying her voice against his chest. "Don't." She pressed her face closer to his chest, as if she could press hard enough and just crawl right up into him. "You know I hate it when you talk like that about yourself."

"Hai, hai," he whispered. "I know, I'm sorry. Sana. Sana-chan?" He tipped her chin up and dipped his face towards hers so their lips met. Tongue met tongue as the kiss deepened, and Sana moaned.

"Ah, to be young again," a kindly voice chuckled near the engaged pair. "Though, I think it would be a good idea for you two young people to go find a more private place, hmm?"

Akito smiled against Sana's lips but refused to let go of her--she was so into the kiss Sana hadn't even noticed they were being watched. "Go away, Grandma," he growled, not bothering to look up over to the woman.

"If you don't want to ruin that girl's reputation," the woman's voice whispered at his ear, "You will leave."

He did pull back then, frowning at the empty park around them.

"What is it?" Sana asked, confused. She, too, looked around.

Akito was still frowning when he grabbed her arm and dragged her behind some bushes. Not even thirty seconds later a small crowd of people came scurrying by.

"I'm sure it was her," a woman shouted excitedly. "I'm sure it was Kurata Sana and she was with a boy! What a scoop!"

Sana cringed back into Akito, who hovered protectively over her. Not soon enough, the hoard passed, but the young couple remained where they were for several more minutes.

"I... I think they're gone," he said finally, standing up straight, yet keeping her hand in his.

"How... how did you know?" Sana asked, shaking, staring wide-eyed in the direction the tabloid-people had gone.

But Akito didn't stick around to answer, tugging on her hand for her to follow him as they swiftly exited the park and took several quick turns, eventually leading them back to the safety of his home. The bent over panting form the excursion. After several minutes, Sana straightened and looked over--

Only to be planted with a full works kiss.

As Akito's tongue made itself at home in her mouth, and his hands squeezed her ass and hips, Sana forgot whatever questions she was going to ask.

It had been too long for them. Too long since they had enjoyed time alone together. What with Akito's schedule and Sana's work, it was hard to find a golden opportunity where the both of them were free of commitments and had nothing better to do but enjoy one another's company.

Rei was a great manager, trying hard to schedule his tow clients' schedules as similar as possible, but there was only so much the man could do. Hayama was an in-demand model, while Kurata was always getting offers for commercials and TV movies--even a motion picture movie! True, Sana had done some modeling and Akito had been scheduled for one or two acting jobs, but generally, the two did not mix during work.

But, then again, when had Sana or Akito let the impossible stop them?

So they were super busy with their careers?

So they had to hide their relationship from almost the entire world?

So they had to sit across from the other everyday in 11th Grade Class 2?

So even lunchtime wasn't sacred for the couple?

Sana and Akito were determined to make their relationship count. And if that meant soaking up every spare minute they could just so they could talk to each other, touch one another, bask in the embrace of the other... By Stars! That's what they would do! And did.

In fact, right now Akito was using the knowledge that his father was away on business and shi sister was out shopping with some friends to his advantage as he unfastened Sana's jeans and slipped his hand inside the denim.

It was hard for him to picture himself with any other girl but crazy, psycho Sana; he didn't even want to try and imagine it. It was unbelievable enough that he loved Sana, and, obviously, she loved him right back if the way she pulled his shirt out of his pants just so she could run her hands over his naked chest was any indication.

Carefully, he maneuvered them near the couch, so when they fell, it was onto something cushiony and somewhat comfortably. Unlike what the boys at school said, Akito was quite comfortable with Sana on top-- indeed, he enjoyed the way her hips ground against his and how her breasts teased his chest when she leaned over to kiss him. Akito liked how her silky sugar golden hair hung around their faces like their very own privacy curtain and how he had easy access to her cute little backside.

Sana, herself, enjoyed this position, too, for the way it seemed to line up her sweet spot with the hard bulge in Akito's pants; not to mention how sensitive her nipples felt when they brushed against her blouse in eager anticipation of Akito's touch. Really, he knew how to touch her in just the right way to make you melt like warm sugar.

Ah! But it wasn't enough.

"I want to..." Akito growled out with frustration.

Sana pulled back, long tendrils sticking to his and her sweaty faces.

"I want to touch all of you," he continued, running a hand up and down her back.

She agreeably slid off him and began disrobing. It took a moment for Akito to get it in gear, but he quickly was up and undressing as well. And then they stood staring at each other, naked.

"Did you bring the...?"

He nodded.

"Ready?"

She nodded.

Smiling almost shyly, Sana continued. "I want to... I mean... yes, I want to."

He head out a hand. She took it and he pulled her against him. Young naked flesh met and molded with young naked flesh. Akito kissed her, but Sana quickly dominated the kiss, pressing forward until Akito was forced to fall back onto the sofa.

Sana watched him as he watched her. It wasn't the first time she'd seen him naked, nor he her. But there was something incredibly exciting, yet frightening, looking at a beautiful body and knowing that in just minutes you would be joining it, becoming a part of it, if only for a short time.

She took a tentative step forward; licking her lips as she reached for the tiny square packet he'd retrieved from his jeans. "May I?" she asked.

He dropped the packet into her palm.

She had been practicing--perhaps that sounds funny, but she had--but she still wasn't very good at retrieving the slippery latex from its foil. Still, Sana managed without tearing or ripping the silky condom. For a brief second she rolled the material between her fingers before reaching over and cautiously slipping it into place.

Akito thought he was going to die. To begin with, Sana was taking a whole lot of time to get the condom out and then she played with it, as if teasing him--although he knew she would never do that intentionally, right? --And then she touched him, her fingers caressing his length as she slip the rubbery sheath into place. He nearly cried aloud.

Thankfully, he didn't.

Sana wanted to laugh at the picture of Akito's penis encased in a bright green balloon, but thought better of it when she looked up and saw the glitter in his golden eyes. Instead she did something far worse--she ran a finger up along the underside of Akito's penis before leaning over and placing a tiny kiss on the tip.

"Tease," he hissed.

Sana smirked. "You're only a tease if you didn't follow through."

Hands slipped into her silky hair, finding purchase near the roots and tugging, dragging her face up to meet his hungry mouth. Akito loved the way Sana kissed whole-heartedly, nothing held back. It had taken them a long while, however, for them to come this far so naturally. To feel comfortable lying naked in one another's arms was truly a magnificent feat; to kiss openly unencumbered by thoughts of work or school or any other nuisance was a luxury.

"Bed, floor, or couch?" Akito mumbled against her lips.

"Bed," Sana managed to get out between kisses, letting out a tiny gasp when Akito lifter her up and carried her into his bed.

It wasn't the first time, and it probably wouldn't be the last time, for the two of them.

But for two young teens, bodies pressing eagerly together against the thin mattress of Akito's bed--it was a little piece of heaven that they could give to each other.

~OWARI~