Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Interesting Encounter ❯ Chapter Seven ( Chapter 7 )

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

By: Serena1985

Chapter Seven

When Akira had disappeared up the stairs Ichiro stood flowing back into his exercise routine. As he moved through the continuation of his shadow boxing bringing the pace back up to what it had been before he’d been interrupted he ignored the harsh demands of his body to take Akira here and now consequences be damned. No he knew he couldn’t do that without Akira turning away from him for good. But there had to be some way for him to get that slender body to yield to him. The simple question was how? As he sped up in his work out he began concocting a plan that had a smile blossoming over his lips at the implications. True he told Akira that they would take it slow but in his mind slow was simply a persons opinion of it. In a way the thoughts that ran through his mind were wrong and possibly a breach of the trust he and Akira were just beginning to build. But he reasoned with himself that if he didn’t have the younger man soon he might go mad. So he continued with his plan to seduce Akira and make him his own.

After he’d put the first aid kit back in the cabinet in the livingroom Akira walked to the kitchen blushing furiously as he tried to ignore the throbbing of his cock against his leg. There was no way he was going to rush into this he told himself because if he did what was to stop Ichiro from discarding him again as he had the night before. As he filled the kettle with water and set it on the stove to get warm he pulled on a white apron and tied it behind himself before he began slicing up fresh pickles. Once that was done he put them in the refrigerator before setting a pan on the stove and adding oil to it giving it a chance to heat up as he opened cans of vegetables and poured them in along with some rice and a few eggs. While that was heating he added a small grill to the stove to heat while he seasoned some pork and slathered it with b-b-q sauce. Once he got the pork started Akira wiped his hands on his apron and got dishes down out of the cabinet. He spread them out neatly on the counter beside him and turned his attention to the rice and pork to make sure they didn’t burn. How was he going to make sure that he kept his resolution Akira thought to himself as he turned off the stove except for the kettle which had yet to boil yet. As he grabbed a spoon to dish out the rice he realized that the kettle was on low fire and cranked it up annoyed with himself. It was easy to say in theory he thought as he dished up the fried rice evenly. So he wanted the older man badly, almost so much that if he asked just now Akira would have left the food where it was and rushed to his side naked. Pathetic Akira chided himself before he found himself leaping in fear as he heard the water come on in Ichiro’s bathroom. Calming himself down and trying desperately not to think of the older man naked in the shower Akira grabbed the pork off the grill with competent fingers and moved it quickly to the cutting board beside him that he hardly remembered taking out. Knock it off he continued to berate himself even as his softening prick sang to life at the thought of Ichiro naked and ready just a few rooms away. To distract himself from his bodies absolute betrayal he began humming the Devil’s Trill in his head as he sliced the meat in half and cut it into smaller pieces before transferring them to the two plates. Once he was done Akira figured he had himself under enough control to take the food out to the dining room and set the table. With that done he added the pickles from the refrigerator to the table as well as the silverware. Then he hauled himself to his own room and grabbed some fresh clothes before going to his bathroom and turning on a cold shower.

After he’d finished his shower Ichiro got out drying himself off before wincing at the pain in his left side where an opponent had landed a kick a couple days ago in practice. Turning to his side he looked in the mirror grimacing at the large purpleish, black bruise that was blooming like a flower in its prime of life covering half his ribs and his upper stomatch. Prodding the offending bruise only made it sting in response which had Ichiro hissing under his breath. Fucking great he thought to himself. As he finished toweling off and walking out to his room he figured that it wouldn;t hurt so bad if he hadn’t had such an intense workout or fall. He figured he hadn’t noticed it earlier because he was too busy brooding before making an ass of himself and now he was paying the consequences. Deciding to bandage it up before dinner he poked his head out of his room making sure Akira was no where around before sneaking into the livingroom and retrieving the first aid kit. His prize in hand he quickly made it back to his room and closed the door setting the kit on the bed so that he could get to work.

When he was clean minutes later Akira stepped out of the icy pour and turned off the water pulling on some sweat pants and a t-shirt that clung tightly to his upper body. Maybe that cold shower hadn’t done enough the young man thought before giving up and going out to join Ichiro for dinner since he was sure that he was out of his own shower by now. When he got to the table however he sat down arching a brow curiously finding no sign of Ichiro at all. After a few minutes of waiting Akira got to his feet in irritation deciding to go hunt up his uncharacteristically rude roommate. Instead of knocking as was polite and customary Akira simply barged through the door.
“Hey you gon-,” Akira began in a disgruntled tone. But his words were banished from his mind as he found Ichiro laying butt-naked on the bed rubbing salve on his waist with the first aid kit lying open beside him.

Ichiro looked up surprised but thought to himself with amusement despite the situation that he was less in disbelief than his roommate.

For a moment Akira could only stare at the Ichiro’s prone form lying across the bed before an almost violent red heat exploded across his face and he mumbled a hasty apology as he stumbled out the door slamming it behind him.

Ichiro continued to lay where he was with his towel beneath him for a few moments before hastily finishing up the bandage on his side. That accomplished he pulled some boxers on before pulling on some jeans over them along with a t-shirt that had clearly seen better days. Once he was clothed if you could still call the shirt that had tears at one shoulder, across the belly, and at one bicep clothing Ichiro stood padding out his room. He made his way to the table finding it completely deserted except for the untouched food and he turned looking at the door of Akira’s bedroom. Deciding that barging in was obviously not the way to handle matters he walked up to the door knocking softly.
“Akira?” He called testingly.
“Go away,” was the only strangled reply he got as he stood apprehensively outside the younger man’s door.
“Akira,” Ichiro said again, “look it was no big deal. I apologize for making you wait so long so that you had to come and find me-“ But Ichiro’s words were cut off.
“I said go away,” came Akira’s increasingly strangled reply. It sounded to the older man as if the other had buried his head under a mound of pillows and was carefully constructing his plan for an even more painful suicide than sudden embarrassment. Probably shocked the hell out of him Ichiro thought unable to hide the grin that spread from the completely funny situation.
“Look,” Ichiro tried again trying to keep the laughter from his tone. Though he was sure several of his ribs were cracking with the force of the pent up laughter he knew that it would only make this situation worse.
“Go away now,” Akira half screamed through the closed door making Ichiro wonder if he’d hidden his laughter as well as he’d thought. Giving up Ichiro reached down opening the door his eyes widening as he dropped to his knees in shock.

A/N: A talk with your goofy author. Lol sorry the updates have taken so long just didn’t think anyone was reading. Well when you let me know how you like this chapter I’ll toss up the next which is almost all ready to go except for a little reading over. Well have fun and no I’m not sorry about the cliffhanger I’m just evil that way lol.