Chapter 3!
Um, yeah. Here's the third chapter to my VK fic.
Title: Why Me? [Ichijou's Story]
Author: Someone who goes by this username
Pairing(s): KanamexIchijou (especially in this chapter), IchijouxShiki, imp. KanamexYuuki, KanamexZero (to come)
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rating: PG-13 for some sensuality and other implications
Word Count: 1,101
Summary: All Ichijou wanted to do was read the newest manga he got. Instead he's stuck with Kaname and the pureblood's beauty is starting to get a hold of him.
Chapter 3-Just A Card Game?
Silence fell for several minutes as Ichijou reached for his manga automatically. He had barely gotten a word in when he heard a sigh coming from his bed. Looking up hesitantly, Ichijou saw that Kaname was glancing around his room as if looking for something.
“Is something wrong?” Ichijou asked him.
“Hmm? No, I’m just a little bored, that’s all.” Kaname said in his normal suave tone. Ichijou knew that Kaname would never admit anything straight up, but would always hint around it. Except when he asked him to tie him up. That was pretty straightforward.
“Oh.” Ichijou said, putting his book down for the second time that night. He was growing nervous now. Kaname was tied up to his own bed, all he wanted to do was read his book, and now the dorm president said he was bored.
“I thought you said you wanted to rest.” Ichijou tried.
“Mm…yes. I did, but that was before I realized I couldn’t see her again.”
Ah. Ichijou thought. Yuuki. They had fought right outside of his bedroom and the young girl had hurt Kaname.
“Why can’t you just talk to her?” Ichijou asked.
“If I talk to her, she’ll only yell at me. I cannot see her now.” Kaname tightened his hands into fists, but the rope around his hands did not break like Ichijou thought it would.
“Well…” Ichijou racked his brain for ideas. Anything was better than allowing the dorm president to stare at him while he read his manga precariously. “What is it that you wish to do then?”
Ichijou held his breath as Kaname looked at him with a straight face as he finally said, “Do you have any cards?”
“Cards?!” Ichijou exclaimed incredulously. How could Kaname possibly think this a good time for a card game? He was tied to his bedpost! How would he be able to play anything?
Soon, out of reluctance, Ichijou had found a deck of standard playing cards and placed them in front of Kaname. He then went to the lounge area with his manga, feeling the pureblood’s eyes on him as he sat down. Looking up, he questioned, “what?”
“Aren’t you going to help me? I am a little tied up, you know.”
Ichijou stared at him. Help? What was Kaname talking about? Then it hit him.
“Oh!” Ichijou quickly came to the bed, “you wish for me to untie you so you can play?”
Kaname simply shook his head. “Now is not the time. I do need assistance though in playing a game of solitaire.”
“Solitaire?” Ichijou was amazed. “Kaname, if I may-”
“You may not,” Kaname said coldly. Ichijou kept silent as he started dealing out the cards for the dorm president. It was very odd, catching Kaname’s gaze out of the corner of his eye. Ichijou risked a glance at his friend, only to see the pureblood’s exposed chest. He tried to turn away, but somehow his hand has stopped dealing and was caught in the act. It’s so…pale. He observed. Unconsciously, the blond sighed, but was brought back to the situation by Kaname.
“You shouldn’t stare, Takuma.” He said frowning. “You haven’t finished dealing.”
“Oh,” Ichijou said, catching himself and blushing, “sorry. Um…right.”
As he finished dealing the cards, he noticed in his peripheral vision that the pureblood was looking at him fondly. He didn’t say anything though and averted his eyes as much as possible. Ichijou didn’t know if Kaname knew how uncomfortable he was making the blond. But his face didn’t falter from expressing his discomfort to the dorm president.
Ichijou backed away once Kaname seemed to have the game under his belt, flipping over cards here and there and moving them with his toes. The blond vampire was tempted to take his manga and just leave the room, but then the pureblood spoke up.
“Ichijou…is there something troubling you?”
Ichijou breathed deeply and turned around, facing a serious and yet downtrodden looking vampire. He suddenly felt bad. Kaname had quarreled with Yuuki and as a result, he was just trying to benefit the others from facing his wrath. Ichijou came over closer to his friend and admitted, “I’m sorry, Kaname. I just want to help you…however I can.”
“If you wish to help me, then stay here. Keep me company.” Ichijou guessed if Kaname had a free arm available, he would wrap it around him. Then, the strangest thing happened. Kaname lifted a card with his foot and placed it between his knees, where he then brought them up to his face and gripped the card with his sharp teeth. Ichijou tensed, forgetting that Kaname was biting his own card. It was the Ace of Hearts he had picked up. Ichijou felt his hands shaking and he stared, transfixed at the beautiful vampire before him, clearly luring him towards him.
Ichijou rested his hand on the bed as he leaned closer to Kaname who still had the card tucked between his fangs, looking at the blond evenly. But Ichijou barely got closer than the cards laid out when a knock came on his door. Ichijou quickly turned away from the tied-up vampire and panicked when he heard Shiki Senri’s voice.
“Ichijou?” Shiki asked from outside the room. “I’ve come to return the manga I borrowed.”
Ichijou rose from the bed, running to the door, crying, “please, leave it outside!”
“Ichijou?” Shiki sounded concerned, which was odd considering he was very indifferent most of the time, “Are you okay?”
Before Ichijou could prevent his friend from coming in, Shiki had opened the door firmly. He didn’t even come in. His eyes darted from Ichijou’s blush-red face and panicked expression to Kaname’s casual look, tied to the bed with a card hanging out of his mouth.
Shiki let go of the knob to the door and stuck his hand in his pocket as he asked, gesturing to both vampires with the manga he held, “what’s this?”
“Senri, it’s not what it looks like. We were just playing a card game-”
“Just a card game?” Shiki asked incredulously.
Ichijou stammered. “Well…okay-”
“Fine, whatever.” Shiki said almost unharmed by the situation, “I’ll just go check up on Rima then.” He turned around, but hesitated as he said, “Uh, here’s your book.”
He sat the manga down on the ground awkwardly and ran off down the hall. Ichijou called after him, desperate to make him understand what was really going on. He felt so stupid. Of all people to walk in just then…why did it have to be the one I love?
Title: Why Me? [Ichijou's Story]
Author: Someone who goes by this username
Pairing(s): KanamexIchijou (especially in this chapter), IchijouxShiki, imp. KanamexYuuki, KanamexZero (to come)
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rating: PG-13 for some sensuality and other implications
Word Count: 1,101
Summary: All Ichijou wanted to do was read the newest manga he got. Instead he's stuck with Kaname and the pureblood's beauty is starting to get a hold of him.
Chapter 3-Just A Card Game?
Silence fell for several minutes as Ichijou reached for his manga automatically. He had barely gotten a word in when he heard a sigh coming from his bed. Looking up hesitantly, Ichijou saw that Kaname was glancing around his room as if looking for something.
“Is something wrong?” Ichijou asked him.
“Hmm? No, I’m just a little bored, that’s all.” Kaname said in his normal suave tone. Ichijou knew that Kaname would never admit anything straight up, but would always hint around it. Except when he asked him to tie him up. That was pretty straightforward.
“Oh.” Ichijou said, putting his book down for the second time that night. He was growing nervous now. Kaname was tied up to his own bed, all he wanted to do was read his book, and now the dorm president said he was bored.
“I thought you said you wanted to rest.” Ichijou tried.
“Mm…yes. I did, but that was before I realized I couldn’t see her again.”
Ah. Ichijou thought. Yuuki. They had fought right outside of his bedroom and the young girl had hurt Kaname.
“Why can’t you just talk to her?” Ichijou asked.
“If I talk to her, she’ll only yell at me. I cannot see her now.” Kaname tightened his hands into fists, but the rope around his hands did not break like Ichijou thought it would.
“Well…” Ichijou racked his brain for ideas. Anything was better than allowing the dorm president to stare at him while he read his manga precariously. “What is it that you wish to do then?”
Ichijou held his breath as Kaname looked at him with a straight face as he finally said, “Do you have any cards?”
“Cards?!” Ichijou exclaimed incredulously. How could Kaname possibly think this a good time for a card game? He was tied to his bedpost! How would he be able to play anything?
Soon, out of reluctance, Ichijou had found a deck of standard playing cards and placed them in front of Kaname. He then went to the lounge area with his manga, feeling the pureblood’s eyes on him as he sat down. Looking up, he questioned, “what?”
“Aren’t you going to help me? I am a little tied up, you know.”
Ichijou stared at him. Help? What was Kaname talking about? Then it hit him.
“Oh!” Ichijou quickly came to the bed, “you wish for me to untie you so you can play?”
Kaname simply shook his head. “Now is not the time. I do need assistance though in playing a game of solitaire.”
“Solitaire?” Ichijou was amazed. “Kaname, if I may-”
“You may not,” Kaname said coldly. Ichijou kept silent as he started dealing out the cards for the dorm president. It was very odd, catching Kaname’s gaze out of the corner of his eye. Ichijou risked a glance at his friend, only to see the pureblood’s exposed chest. He tried to turn away, but somehow his hand has stopped dealing and was caught in the act. It’s so…pale. He observed. Unconsciously, the blond sighed, but was brought back to the situation by Kaname.
“You shouldn’t stare, Takuma.” He said frowning. “You haven’t finished dealing.”
“Oh,” Ichijou said, catching himself and blushing, “sorry. Um…right.”
As he finished dealing the cards, he noticed in his peripheral vision that the pureblood was looking at him fondly. He didn’t say anything though and averted his eyes as much as possible. Ichijou didn’t know if Kaname knew how uncomfortable he was making the blond. But his face didn’t falter from expressing his discomfort to the dorm president.
Ichijou backed away once Kaname seemed to have the game under his belt, flipping over cards here and there and moving them with his toes. The blond vampire was tempted to take his manga and just leave the room, but then the pureblood spoke up.
“Ichijou…is there something troubling you?”
Ichijou breathed deeply and turned around, facing a serious and yet downtrodden looking vampire. He suddenly felt bad. Kaname had quarreled with Yuuki and as a result, he was just trying to benefit the others from facing his wrath. Ichijou came over closer to his friend and admitted, “I’m sorry, Kaname. I just want to help you…however I can.”
“If you wish to help me, then stay here. Keep me company.” Ichijou guessed if Kaname had a free arm available, he would wrap it around him. Then, the strangest thing happened. Kaname lifted a card with his foot and placed it between his knees, where he then brought them up to his face and gripped the card with his sharp teeth. Ichijou tensed, forgetting that Kaname was biting his own card. It was the Ace of Hearts he had picked up. Ichijou felt his hands shaking and he stared, transfixed at the beautiful vampire before him, clearly luring him towards him.
Ichijou rested his hand on the bed as he leaned closer to Kaname who still had the card tucked between his fangs, looking at the blond evenly. But Ichijou barely got closer than the cards laid out when a knock came on his door. Ichijou quickly turned away from the tied-up vampire and panicked when he heard Shiki Senri’s voice.
“Ichijou?” Shiki asked from outside the room. “I’ve come to return the manga I borrowed.”
Ichijou rose from the bed, running to the door, crying, “please, leave it outside!”
“Ichijou?” Shiki sounded concerned, which was odd considering he was very indifferent most of the time, “Are you okay?”
Before Ichijou could prevent his friend from coming in, Shiki had opened the door firmly. He didn’t even come in. His eyes darted from Ichijou’s blush-red face and panicked expression to Kaname’s casual look, tied to the bed with a card hanging out of his mouth.
Shiki let go of the knob to the door and stuck his hand in his pocket as he asked, gesturing to both vampires with the manga he held, “what’s this?”
“Senri, it’s not what it looks like. We were just playing a card game-”
“Just a card game?” Shiki asked incredulously.
Ichijou stammered. “Well…okay-”
“Fine, whatever.” Shiki said almost unharmed by the situation, “I’ll just go check up on Rima then.” He turned around, but hesitated as he said, “Uh, here’s your book.”
He sat the manga down on the ground awkwardly and ran off down the hall. Ichijou called after him, desperate to make him understand what was really going on. He felt so stupid. Of all people to walk in just then…why did it have to be the one I love?