Slam Dunk Fan Fiction ❯ Unreasonable Things ❯ Set It Off ( Chapter 2 )

Unreasonable Things

Chapter 2: Set It Off

It had taken Sakuragi Hanamichi another three weeks to plan (and take the time off for) a trip to Houston, Texas. As he looked out the windows of the taxi in the afternoon sun, he thought for the thousandth time how the two months since he'd last seen Rukawa had felt endless.

Sakuragi sighed and pulled at the collar of his short-sleeved shirt. Since Kanagawa was even closer to the ocean than Houston was, he was used to humidity. But it was only the beginning of April and it was *hot*. The shirt was thin. It was one that Rukawa had sent him, an American take on a Japanese style. It was a black button-front work shirt with red dragons embroidered on the front. The dragons matched his hair, which was now once again short (though not shaved, since he'd promised Rukawa "never again") and spiky, and back to flaming red. He'd gotten bored with the black pretty quickly. In addition to his black shirt, he wore black Dickies pants and black boots. He figured he looked at least a little bit American. Maybe.

The driver slowed at the curb of a high-rise building downtown. The mild-mannered white kid turned and said, "Shoot, I don't think a lot of taxis come by this place. But I know some dudes who drive limos here. Word has it that a couple of b-ball players live in these lofts. I never met anyone myself, but one of my homies says they a'ight. You're Japanese, right? I guess you know about that dude Rukawa Kaede, yeah? He's a baller like *crazy*, man. That kid got mad skills. But he hardly ever calls a car, he likes to drive himself. But I can see why. You see that yellow Hummer over there? I think that's his ride, you see that shit? What's the license plate say? Kitsune? What's that mean?"

Sakuragi gawked at the huge H2 the driver had pointed out, parked along the street. "U-um…oh my God…do aho…"

"Eh?"

Hanamichi grinned. "That's a nickname. It means `fox.'"

"Shoot, I guess he can be conceited like that. I guess if I didn't like the ladies, I could see how that would work…"

"It's not- ah nevermind," Hanamichi chuckled. It was never supposed to be a compliment!

"Anyway, how you know about that type of thing?"

Sakuragi smiled as he paid the fare. "*I* gave him the nickname. It's an insult. Kaede's my best friend," he grinned, leaving the young driver gaping.

"No shit? Damn dude, how you not gonna hook a brother up?"

"Brother?" Hanamichi snorted. The kid grinned.

"Hey, I'm only white on the outside. I guess I shouldn't be trying to bust up your thing, though. That's cool. But hey, here's my card, you tell your homie I'll drive his ass for free!"

Sakuragi grinned again after accepting the card and waved at the driver as he blasted off. He couldn't stop beaming with pride at the cab driver's words about his man as he walked inside and snuck onto the elevator. He'd thought there was a doorman here, but then remembered it was only at night. He was completely disoriented by the time difference.

*God I hope he's home,* Hanamichi frowned at his watch. What the hell day was it? He was pretty sure Rukawa had the day off. They were starting a 3-game series against the Lakers tomorrow…Sendoh Akira's team.

Sakuragi was shaking as he approached the appropriate door. What if he didn't appreciate being surprised? What if he wasn't here? What if he'd gone to the store? What if he was in Boston?

Hanamichi grinned nervously as he heard throbbing bass emitting from Rukawa's apartment. He could barely make out an Outkast song. He gave himself a small victory sign for this minute success in correcting Rukawa's taste in music. Then he pounded on the door to be heard over the music.

Quickly the music was turned down but Hanamichi could sense nothing more than that. Hesitantly, he knocked again. He heard footsteps padding to the door and a shadow looming as the occupant looked through the peephole. Everything was still for another good 10 seconds.

*Shit…is he going to let me in?* Sakuragi fretted.

Suddenly the door swung open and Hanamichi stood staring back at a dazed and confused Rukawa Kaede. Hanamichi blinked and vaguely cocked an eyebrow at the taller man. Rukawa stared at him with wide, shocked eyes, like a frozen bunny facing a fox. *Nice metaphor you baka…* he told himself. Hanamichi blinked again. Rukawa's hair was getting long, he first noticed. It was starting to hang about his face, and a strand from the front fell and almost touched his nose. *Like Sasuke…* Hanamichi thought, mind drifting momentarily to his current favorite anime. There were a couple of deep blue streaks in the sides of Rukawa's hair. It was damp but mostly dry, and Hanamichi wanted very badly to touch it. But he stood frozen as well.

Observing no other differences thus far, Hanamichi then noticed that Rukawa was standing there in nothing more than a black terry-cloth bathrobe. Not knowing how much time had elapsed, he murmured very softly, "Surprise."

With the shock dissipated, Rukawa grabbed Sakuragi by the collar and hauled him inside. Sakuragi's suitcase hit the floor with a skid as the taller man slammed the door behind them and then pushed the redhead against the door.

Hanamichi was all for it when Rukawa attacked his mouth fiercely with tongue and teeth. They practically choked each other with their tongues, teeth smashed together, and when Rukawa caught Sakuragi's tongue stud in his teeth and pulled carefully, the redhead let out a small whimper of joy. When his tongue was freed, Hanamichi pushed the other man into the wall to their left and kissed him violently, tangling his hands in that wonderful black and blue hair.

Rukawa caught his wrists and pushed them away from himself. He smiled slightly and ran his hand over Hanamichi's shirt, acknowledging that the redhead had worn his present. Then he carefully unbuttoned it with shaking fingers. Hanamichi was practically dancing in place, trying to hurry the other man along. As soon as he was done, Hanamichi threw the shirt aside and shoved Rukawa into the wall again.

He bit at the taller man's neck and collarbones and then started to undo the tie of his robe. He ran his fingers over Rukawa's chest and was surprised when he encountered something slightly cool and hard. They both glanced down at the curved steel barbell that penetrated Rukawa's left nipple.

*Oh hell yeah…* Sakuragi thought, immediately diving for the new piercing. He vaguely hoped the piercing wasn't *too* recent as he sucked and bit at the hard metal and almost equally hard flesh. Rukawa moaned and pressed Hanamichi's head closer to his chest. Hanamichi devoured the burning flesh and turned briefly to its twin, but quickly returned to the pierced nipple. Rukawa was gasping and panting. He finally pushed Hanamichi away and unbuttoned his black pants. Shoving them down himself, Hanamichi then pulled the robe off of Rukawa.

Rukawa looked around frantically for a moment. After a bit of confusion, Sakuragi rummaged in his bag for lube and condoms. He was guiltily relieved that Rukawa apparently had no such things in his apartment…it meant he was not expecting any sex partners around here. *That's a terrible thing to think…* Hanamichi scolded himself.

Rukawa virtually dragged Sakuragi into the bedroom. He threw a black bedspread and soft sheets to the floor, shoving the redhead down on his back in the middle of the king-sized bed.

Hanamichi gasped as Rukawa dove for his willing erection. *Oh shit…he's never done this before…* He groaned as the basketball player sucked at the sides of it. *Interesting…* He then whimpered as Rukawa tried to deep-throat him and gagged a bit. After a moment he pulled back a bit and, undeterred, starting sucking hard.

Mindlessly, Sakuragi handed him the condom and lube. Rukawa glanced up and did not stop his sucking while he lubed up his fingers and started poking at Hanamichi's entrance. Hanamichi grabbed two of Rukawa's fingers and forced them inside himself. Rukawa's eyes went wide as Hanamichi gasped and cried, and still kept sucking.

After a bit, Rukawa pulled away, saliva and pre-cum dripping from his lips. Sakuragi gasped at the sight and kissed the other man madly. He complied easily when Rukawa turned him over on his stomach. *Romance is for later…* he thought ecstatically. *We need this NOW.*

Sakuragi was again shocked when he felt more wetness added to his hole, already slick from the (fortunately edible) lube. He felt what could only be Rukawa's tongue stabbing into his hole, Rukawa's mouth sucking at the outside. "Shit…" he gasped ever-so-softly, for some reason disinclined to break their verbal silence. He gasped and moved his hips at Rukawa's surprising display of eagerness. He was almost relieved when Rukawa pulled back, panting, easing the erotic torture.

Sakuragi pushed himself up on hands and knees and braced himself for a rough ride. He cried out harshly as Rukawa forced his way inside, burning his passage even with the preparation. He let his head drop forward as Rukawa started a crushing pace.

Rukawa leaned forward and bit at Hanamichi's shoulder. Hanamichi could hear him groaning into the thick flesh he held in his teeth. He could feel his entire body, as well as the bed, rocking. It stung but it felt so good at the same time. Shifting his weight to one hand, Sakuragi wrapped his hand around his own seething erection and stroked it faster than Rukawa was moving. "Ahhhh-" he moaned, feeling torn apart from the inside. He spread his legs wider and allowed Rukawa to push his upper half down to the mattress, his over-full ass now high in the air.

Rukawa growled as he fucked the redhead harder and faster, and seemingly deeper. Hanamichi could hear the moist slapping of flesh against flesh, the harshness of their breath and their dangerously carnal noises. He loved the sinful sounds. He wished distantly that he could see the other man's face. He imagined him gritting his teeth together, his hair hanging wild around his face and in his eyes, an expression of pure animal hunger on his perfect face. But then, if he could see Rukawa it would mean that he wasn't pushed down as an eager recipient for Rukawa's primal need. And he was so enjoying just that….

Suddenly Hanamichi shrieked with pleasure as his climax exploded. Rukawa thrust in even harder, if such a thing was possible. A few seconds later, Rukawa screamed wordlessly as his muscles locked up in fiery release. Hanamichi panted and concentrated on the feeling of Rukawa's substantial cock pulsing and throbbing rhythmically inside him.

"That's beautiful," he murmured, sliding down onto the bed. After a few moments of trying to remember how to breathe, Rukawa hoisted himself off the redhead. He clambered over the other man and pushed at his side gently, managing to wedge himself partly underneath Hanamichi.

Hanamichi opened his eyes to admire the man next to and beneath him. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you," Rukawa responded. "Did I hurt you?"

"I'll definitely be feeling that for awhile…but…I'm glad."

Rukawa sighed and pulled Hanamichi on top of him. "I can't believe you just showed up here, do aho. I'm so happy…."

"Good. I'm happy too, baby," the redhead murmured before they both fell asleep.

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