S-CRY-ed Fan Fiction ❯ In Love with a Friend ❯ In Love with a Friend ( Chapter 1 )

This is a PWP for a request given to me by Kayori. I hope you enjoy it, and have lots of happy toast while you read.

 

 

Disclaimer: I do not own s-CRY-ed or any other of the afore mentioned patented products mentioned in this story. I also do not own the song, “In love with a friend,” by Deep Dish.

 

 

Warning: This is a Yaoi story that contains explicit content not for those under the age of 18, if you are under aged or the prospect of sex between to makes disturbs you, this is not for you.

 

 

Happy Note thingie: This takes place right at the end of the series, after the fight with Kinji Mujo.

 

 

In love with a friend

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm in love with a friend
It's been going on a week
I'm in love with a friend

 

 

 

 

 

Eyes full of worry, Kazuma gripped his fallen comrades hand, hoping to offer some comfort to figure laying peacefully on the bed.

 

 

Kazuma and Ryuho had been out on patrol with Tachibana when they decided to split up, all going their own separate ways. Afterwards, he had met back up with Tachibana, but Ryuho had been a no show.

 

 

Worried, they had gone out and looked for him, finding nothing. He had been sick with worry for his missing friend as they returned home the purpled-haired alter's house. Upon arriving, Kazuma had refused to eat, feeling his appetite disappear along with his friend.

 

 

He had finally gone to bed at about two in the morning. His sleep was restless and unfulfilling.

 

 

Ryuho had finally shown up at about five, pounding on Tachibana's door and promptly falling over when the door was opened. Kazuma, running into the room, paled at the sight of his bloody, broken comrade on the floor.

 

 

He and Tachibana had quickly worked to patch Ryuho up, the younger alter using his eternity eight to return the broken boy back to a stable state.

 

 

That's when the waiting started. Kazuma had immediately parked himself permanently beside the older alter, refusing to leave his side.

 

 

And that's where he was currently after three days of waiting. With Tachibana's help, Ryuho was almost back to full health, but he still wasn't allowed to leave the bed on the younger boy's orders. He chuckled as he remember how stubborn Ryuho had been at first until Tachibana had threatened him.

 

 

With what, he had no idea, because Tachibana had cleverly whispered it into Ryuho's ears watching him pale. What could Ryuho so desperately want to hide from him anyway? He hummed softly in thought as he eyed Ryuho's sleeping form.

 

 

He sighed as he gently brushed away some errant hairs that had fallen into Ryuho's peaceful face, admiring how soft his features looked in slumber. He smiled, gently running a finger down his cheek.

 

 

I can hardly speak
I can read between the lines
and I can read between the sheets
In my passion you will find
my face as red as beets

 

 

 

Red eyes popped open at the tender motion as he gazed up at Kazuma's blushing face. He raised an eyebrow at his flustered state. Kazuma just shook his head before pushing his chair out and standing up. Lifting his arms up above his head, he stretched causing the red shirt he wore to hike up slightly.

 

 

Ryuho stared, appreciating it while he could.

 

 

“Can I get you anything? Water… something to eat?” Ryuho just shook his head, other things weighing heavily in his mind. Shrugging, Kazuma went to go fetch Tachibana to examine the bed-ridden Ryuho.

 

 

~~Blah Blah Blah~~

 

 

 

I'm in love with a friend
I don't know what to do
I'm in love with a friend
and that friend is you
Don't be surprised by my remarks for they surprise me too

 

 

 

The tree he was plowed against didn't help his back much as Ryuho used his alter's ribbons to fasten him securely to the large oak trunk. He smirked as Ryuho came closer to him, confident as usual.

 

 

“I didn't know you had a Kink fetish, Ryuho…” Ryuho smiled at him, n peculiar gleam flashing through his eyes. `You have no idea, dear Kazuma.'

 

 

Pressing him palm flat against the trunk behind Kazuma's head, he used his other to thread through tangled hair as he pulled, bending Kazuma's head back and fastening his lips to the bruised alter's neck.

 

 

Wide amber eyes looked to the sky as a hand wandered up the clingy material of his shirt. He gasped when it found his nipple, twisting and pinching, making his eyes closed as he held a moan in his throat.

 

 

“W-what are you doing, Ryuho?” Ryuho snickered as he pulled more forcefully on his hair and crushed Kazuma's bleeding lips to his own. God, this felt incredible, it made his knees weak, and his soul hungry.

 

 

The fact that it was Kazuma's face his was currently sucking didn't bother him a bit as he thrusted his tongue through gasping lips and he tasted the sweet flavor of the younger boy. Kazuma whined through their kiss, binds tightening as he struggled.

 

 

The hand that was currently playing with his nipple moved lower, petting smooth abs and popping the button on Kazuma's pants.

 

 

Keeping his lips sealed over Kazuma's, he grabbed the rim of his pants and pulled, yanking them down to his golden thighs. Ryuho moaned as his fingers fluttered over Kazuma's inner thighs and on to bigger and better things.

 

 

Kazuma almost screamed when Ryuho grabbed him, almost man-handling him as he ran his fingers over Kazuma's length roughly. Ryuho took his chance in their kiss as Kazuma's mouth hung open in shock, tilting his face and running his tongue deeper into the confines of his lover's sweet mouth.

 

 

Eyes closing, Kazuma stopped struggling and gave into his deep kiss, sucking his tongue in and massaging it with his own as Ryuho's rough touches over him continued to drive him to that all consuming plateau.

 

 

Feeling Kazuma go limp against his alter's bonds, he smirked leaving a trail of butterfly kisses over his cheek and jaw before moving on to his ear. Kazuma hissed, that was his weak spot.

 

The older boy stuck his tongue in and Kazuma squirmed, groaning Ryuho's name gutturally. He blew on it softly, enjoying every moment of the brunette's torture.

 

 

When he felt Kazuma stiffen once again, he increased his pace, varying the pressure as Kazuma bucked against his hands, whimpering. He was so close to getting what he wanted.

 

 

Throwing his head back, Kazuma moaned as white over took his vision and an orgasm ripped through his tired beaten body. He sagged against his restraints, panting heavily as he watched Ryuho lick the fluids from his sticky fingers, still smirking. He shuddered, the image burning a hole in his memory.

 

 

Pulling up and fastening Kazuma's pants back to their original position, Ryuho leaned in and stole another kiss, his mouth ravaging the younger boys forcefully, making the him taste himself on the holy member's lips.

 

 

 

If I weren't shooting in the dark
I'd be as confused as you
But I'm in love
All that you told me
All that we've been through
If we end up together
What would my friends say to you

 

 

~~Blah Blah Blah~~

 

 

Ryuho jumped awake, his eyes getting ridiculously large as he stared at his wet sheets. Had he just had a wet dream about Kazuma? Jumping up, he ripped the sweat-ridden sheets of his bed and threw them into a messy pile on the floor.

 

 

He rubbed a hand over his face as he felt the uncomfortable sticky feeling in his pants. Damn, he needed a shower.

 

 

Throwing open his door, he stomped to the bathroom, muttering on randomly as he grabbed his towel and shampoo. He opened the door and was taken aback as steam assaulted his senses. Wading in further, he saw the stuff his dreams were made of standing butt-assed naked and dripping in front of him.

 

He ran his eyes up that tempting body, wanting nothing more than to throw Kazuma over the closest horizontal surface and fuck his brains out. But, unfortunately that wasn't in fate's plans as his eyes continued upward, meeting a flustered and shocked Kazuma.

 

 

`Did Ryuho just do what I think he did?'

 

 

His face got even more flustered as he grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist, muttering an apology softly as he left the room. The older boy hadn't realized just what a state he was in until the top of the shampoo popped off and squirted everywhere from him holding it too hard.

 

 

He let loose a shuttering breath before preparing to take his very cold shower.

 

I'm in love with a friend
I don't know what to do
I'm in love with a friend
and that friend is you
Be surprised by my remarks
for they surprise me too

 

 

 

~~Blah Blah Blah~~

 

 

Kazuma sprinted back to his room, towel flying behind him as he slammed the door and leaned against it, panting slightly with a twinge of pink on tan. What was that? And that thing Ryuho did with his eyes… He body burned.

 

 

`Ryuho eyed me so… hungrily.' He blushed even more at that thought, moving away from his door and laying down on his bed. Ryuho had looked at him like he wanted to eat him, and it freaked him the hell out.

 

 

Thoughts whirled in his head… He had admitted to himself a long time ago that he liked the older boy, perhaps more than he should of… But he couldn't help it, everytime he saw Ryuho, a funny little warm feeling would settle in his stomach, making him feel nervous and jumpy around the former holy member.

 

 

He sighed… Ryuho couldn't possibly ever return his feelings, he was…well, Ryuho. And though he had lighten up a bit after their last big fight and the whole amnesiac thing, he still couldn't possibly like him, he was a boy after all.

 

 

Standing up from his unmade bed, he pulled out his clothes and prepared for the day the best he could.

 

 

 

 

If I weren't shooting in the dark
I'd be as confused as you
But I'm in love

 

 

 

~~Blah Blah Blah~~

 

 

Haha! First chapter down, two more to go. I hope you enjoyed your fic Kayori, I know I certainly enjoyed writing it. (squees at the innocent little waff thingies)

 

 

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