Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Inside My Wallet ❯ Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Inside My Wallet

By: Anna Hibiki

Rating: NC-17.

Disclaimers: Weiss is not mine… yet. Someday I'll own it! *insert evil laugh*

Warnings: AU, Shounen-ai/Yaoi, lemon, angst, death, drugs, told from Youji's POV.

Notes: Anything written in Italic are thoughts. Things /written this way/ are mental talk.

This fic can be read in my page, mediaminer.org and ff.net.

Part 1

I was tired, it looked like my legs didn't want to carry my weight any further. But it was Ran's birthday, and that little evil thing, also known as his boyfriend Omi, insisted that we all went to the club where his Ran-kun and Farfello work as waiters.

Well, at least I wasn't the only one looking like I would prefer to go to sleep instead of going to the club, but it happens that none of us (not even Brad!) can't say no to the kid's puppy eyes.

Okay, I'll be honest, we agreed to go to the club because there was a performance.

Farfie and Ran have seen those guys before and say they're great, a gaijin- I think Farf said German or English, I can't remember, and a Japanese boy.

The only one who refused to come was Nagi, we had to bring him home (he doesn't handle alcohol well and was starting to act weird). Of course, he knows Brad won't cheat on him, so he has no problems in letting him go to the club with us.

So as I was trying to say, Omi, Ran, Brad, Farfie, and I went to the club. It was crowded, but since our psychos (yeah, psychos, those guys are scary) have contacts we had no problem getting into the club.

Omi handed me his camera, one of those ones that give you the photo instantly.

He grabbed Ran and kissed him so I could take a picture of them together.

I gave him the photo as soon as it got out of the camera, and intended to hand him the camera too (the truth is that I looked a little ridiculous in the middle of the club holding Omi's old fucking camera), but someone bumped into me and when I looked up I had lost my friends.

Great Kudou. I remember I told myself. You're in the middle of this club with a fucking camera in your hands and now you have no fucking idea of where your friends are.

So I just went to the most crowed part and looked at the stage, at least I would get to see those guys Farfie and Ran had talked about.

Their show had started a while ago. Lots of people watched them, other people was dancing at the beat of the loud music and other people where fucking or who knows what they were doing.

The first thing I saw was a gorgeous redhead. That should be the foreigner one.

Long flaming orange hair, perfect muscles, nice ass. He was wearing a pair of black leather pants and black boots. No shirt.

Someone was wrapping his tan arms around his waist, hands caressing his skin and embracing him loosely from behind as they moved slowly, following the sensual music.

It was then when those arms disappeared and the other guy faced the crow.

He was shorter than the gaijin. He was wearing leather boots and a pair of dark brown leather pants. He probably was an athlete, those were a soccer player legs, I was sure of that. He was also wearing a black top, revealing those tan arms that a moment before had been around the redhead's body.

It was then when I saw his face. And something inside me tightened when I saw the most beautiful creature I have seen in my whole fucking life.

Beautiful it's the only word I can find to describe him.

A little mouth that grinned sheepishly didn't contrast with the apparent innocence of his chocolate brown eyes, slightly covered with his chestnut hair.

I didn't think about it twice. I prepared the camera and took a picture of that face. When the photo was out, I put it inside my wallet.

Suddenly the music changed, and the redhead turned the boy around, his hands on the other's hips to bring him closer. One more note about the kid's body, he had a VERY nice ass.

Then they started to kiss. Slow, lingering, the gaijin's tongue parting the brunette's lips in such an intimate way it made me feel guilty just by looking at them. That was a sight that had half of the people in the club gaping, me included, I have to admit.

The hands at the boy's hips went further down when he responded to the kiss, caressing the other man's tongue with his slowly, teasing him and also teasing all the people there.

But they didn't seem to mind that a lot of people had stopped drinking and dancing just to look at them. And of course, they didn't mind that my pants were becoming a little too tight thanks to them.

They continued dancing, slowly because they were more focused on each other, one of those tan arms around his partner's neck as the other hand caressed his side and went up again to tilt the redhead's face to a side, allowing a better access for those wicked kisses before the other decided he wanted to move a little and kiss down his jaw and focus at the kid's neck.

He tilted his head backwards so the other man could do whatever he wanted to his neck, his mouth opening to let out what I guess was a moan (there was no way I could hear them from my position and with the music so loud) when his lover squeezed his ass and pulled him against his crotch.

Kami-sama, how I wanted him-them-! But the boy… he was too sexy for his own good. Yeah, I wanted that darkhaired boy, and decided he had to be mine no matter what.

Time passed slowly but too quickly for my liking.

A few minutes later the redhead (very obviously aroused) left the stage and came a few seconds later with a chair and placed it at the middle of the stage so everybody could have a nice view and sat down.

The brunette (very obviously aroused too) looked at the crowd (and for an instant our eyes met) rubbed the back of his head and grinned shyly at all the people looking at him, as if he didn't know they had an audience.

He approached the taller man, placed a leg at each side of the his body and stared into those (I later discovered they were green) eyes as if they were communicating without words.

I was anxious to know what was going to happen next. I felt like grabbing the first person I saw and fuck him/her into unconsciousness, but I controlled myself. I wanted the boy.

Shit I would even pay if that was necessary to have him!

The redhead slid a hand up the other's inner thigh, gently rubbing his hand against his partner's crotch while his other hand was skillfully removing the black top the other man was wearing and licking at the tan skin he was revealing.

I thought I was going to die right there, right then.

If he looked beautiful before, I didn't even want to imagine how good he would look naked (though those clothes he was wearing gave me an idea of what was there).

He was holding at the taller man's shoulder, biting his lip as that moist mouth closed around a nipple and sucked gently, the hand on his crotch rubbing a little harder. It looked like the sensations were too much for him, because he lost his balance and fell onto the redhead's lap.

I would have fallen down too, but luckily there was so much people that I couldn't even fall.

They started to kiss again, hands roaming on their bodies, the kiss fierce and desperate as the longhaired man shifted his position to grind his clothed cock against the brunette's.

They were so beautiful together, so sexy, I thought I had gone crazy! If that lasted longer I would have come on my pants just by looking at them. I hadn't even touched myself but felt like I would explode!

Luckily for my pants (but not for my eyes), the owner of the club, a cool guy I met sometime ago, went into the stage and the music stopped just when the boy was unfastening the redhead's pants.

Everything was in silence as the brunette leaned forward to kiss the other guy softly and they got off the chair.

"Well, as usual, they gave us a wonderful show!" the owner said chuckling. "It's a pity that their hour has finished so they can't continue, but I hope you continue having fun! Good night!" he said and the stage lights went off.

There were protests (mine included) because obviously everybody wanted to see them finish what they had started. We had seen just the foreplay, and we all wanted to see everything, but that was denied to us.

I tried to get out of the crowd as quickly as possible. I had to see him, talk to him.

Two minutes later I got into the bathrooms area, that was also where the room in which they should be in was.

I found my friends at the corridor there, and they were surprised to see me panting and so nervous (I was wearing my coat and it concealed the rather big bulge into my pants. And even if that was the middle of summer, one has to be cool so I had brought the coat and thank kami-sama I did!). I tossed the camera at Omi and asked Farfello to help me get into the room the boy was in.

He chuckled. "They gave quite a show today, ne? It sure hurt God."

"But not as much as last time." Ran cut in. "Last time they actually fucked up there."

"Ran-kun!!" his boyfriend scolded.

"No, it wasn't last time. That was the last time before last time. The last time they were here the gaijin gave the boy a blowjob." Our one-eyed psycho corrected him.

Ran glared at him. "No, it's how I said."

Perfect. That was all I needed, having them arguing. "You can fight when I leave, but I REALLY need to get into that room, so Farfie?"

Farf shrugged and let me in.

My eyes scanned the room until I saw the telltale mane of orange hair.

The redhead was pinning the boy to the wall. Those tan legs of the kid were wrapped tightly around his waist, his pants were halfway down his hips and gave me a nice view of his rear.

Of course, after all the foreplay, they had just finished fucking, not caring that there were at least ten people into the room (but if they did it before crowds of people, I don't think they'd be ashamed to do that there).

The brunette's head rested on the gaijin's shoulder, his arms secured around his neck as the German, yeah German held him tightly against his body.

I guessed they had just finished because they were still shuddering and panting slightly.

Then those chocolate eyes opened as he placed a few soft kisses to his partner's neck and slowly, almost reluctantly, the other man lowered him down.

Until that moment they hadn't noticed me, but the boy caught me staring at them.

I looked away as they composed themselves a little (I'll never know how I got the self control to do that).

When I looked at them again, they were looking at me.

"What do you want?" The redhead asked me sliding an arm around the boy's waist.

Tsu zu ku…

Oi! Etoo… I think I've lost it! *sighs* I'm half done with new chapters for my fics, but this is been on my mind for a few days already and couldn't help but write it.

I know, that attempt to write foreplay just sucks, I don't even want to think of how bad the actual lemon would be in next chappie *sniff*

It's a two part story (which means that next chapter will be the last one).

A YoKen, as always… with SchuKen, as always. But this time I have to admit I hadn't planned the SchuKen to be in this fic. But Ken had to be with someone here, and since there's no way I'm pairing him with Aya, Omi or Farf, Nagi didn't fit into the story and Brad doesn't look to me like one to be such an exhibitionist, Schu was the perfect choice (not that I mind since SchuKen it's my second fave WK pairing [my fave is YoKen]).

Anyway, what do you think? Do ya like this fic?

Hope ya leave me comments with your opinions, ideas and anything ya wanna say. They make me happy, and a happy Anna means faster updates and that I'll try harder to do better.

Hasta luego!