Oneshot "Stormy Night Bring Memories"
Title: Stormy Nights Bring Memories
Author: takey_need_help
Pairings: RukaxYomi
Genre: Fluff
Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful boys of Nightmare..... but i wish i did (:
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: MalexMale Relationship, hints at sexual interacions
Synopsis: “Ruka~ you got me all wet now! Now I really gotta change!” Yomi got up off of Ruka’s lap and walked silently into his bedroom and closed the door.
“Do you want some help with that?” Ruka chuckled.
Comment: Im suprised; my first fluff oneshot! and my first oneshot of Nightmare! and no horror or sex, just fluff.... i hope its ok.... i got bored of writing the same stuff all the time.... so i wrote for a band i havent yet, the wonderful boys of Nightmare! tell me what ya think! (especially since there arent many Naito fics out there....) and yes, i did make up a word in this fic.... i use it quite often too~ even though im not short... lol enjoy~ The rest of my fics/oneshots can be found at my FANFIC ARCHIVE
Stormy Nights Bring Memories
A nice and quiet evening… Yomi was siting on his couch, just looking out at the rainstorm through the window. Glancing over at the TV, the news reporters going on about the storm, how sever it was, and how it wasn’t safe to travel. He just sat there, hugging the cushion to the couch close to his chest. He shouldn’t have made the plans with Ruka… The drummer would have to travel a few blocks from the own apartment to get to the younger’s. The minutes that the drummer was late were piling up. First just starting at one, climbing to three, then to five… Then he had relief wash over him as he saw the drummer’s silver car pull up into the driveway. Yomi jumped out of his seat and had the door open before the drummer could even knock.
“Ruka!” Yomi exclaimed. “Your safe!” Yomi ran into Ruka’s soothing embrace.
“Of course, kitten.” Yomi looked up in confusion.
“Since when do you call me kitten?” Yomi had a smile on his face, and Ruka could do nothing but laugh.
“Now. You just looked like a scared kitten, kitten.” Ruka’s smile grew seeing the pout on the vocalist’s face, but then they both erupted into hysterical laughter. Releasing his grip on the younger, Yomi realized how wet Ruka really was, for his whole front which was up against the elder, was soaked.
“Damn… I gotta change… Do you want some clothes to change into, Ruka-kun?”
“Kitten, think about it… You are shorter than me.” Ruka couldn’t hold back a small chuckle when he saw how dumbfounded the younger looked, and he then pouted seeing what the elder was getting at.
“Im not short! Im just... heightly challenged!” Yomi defended. Ruka couldn’t help but step forward into the room and cradle the younger in his arms.
“Does this make you feel taller, kitten?” Yomi gave another pout. Ruka walked Yomi into the living room, switching off the TV, and sat down with Yomi sitting on his lap. It was almost completely silent, except for Ruka’s random drumming on the vocalist’s stomach. After about ten minutes, Ruka became bored, and just hearing his drumming with the rain drumming on the window, it was enough. Ruka’s face lowered to Yomi’s ear.
“Ju~n.” He whispered. Yomi turned around hearing his name, and before he could say a word, Ruka’s lips captured his own plush pair. Soon Ruka’s tounge was outlining those same plush lips, and entrance was very willingly granted. No matter how many times they kissed, Yomi couldn’t help but moan when he tasted Ruka’s tongue, his sweet taste along with his scent, it was all intoxicating and insanely addicting. Chucking, Yomi broke the kiss.
“Ruka~ you got me all wet now! Now I really gotta change!” Yomi got up off of Ruka’s lap and walked silently into his bedroom and closed the door.
“Do you want some help with that?” Ruka chuckled. Yomi opened the door, as to allow the elder in. Ruka took it all too willingly. He closed the door behind him to see Yomi in just a pair of boxers now. “Oh, I missed the best part…” Yomi looked up at him with a grin.
“Your all wet too, Ruka. You need to get those wet clothes dry…” Yomi trailed off as his hands moved underneath the drummer’s shirt, moving it slowly up the drummer’s chest. Up over his head it went, and Yomi moved down to Ruka’s pants. Undoing the button and then the zipper, Ruka’s pants were down to his ankles; Ruka now in only boxers as well. Yomi collected both of their clothes and disappeared to put them in the dryer before they molded. While his other was away with both their clothes, he snooped around. Looking in one of the nightstand’s drawer, he saw one object very familiar to him and Yomi: lube. Ruka chuckled softly, and then Yomi walked into the room, seeing Ruka with the lube. “Don’t get any ideas, Ruka.” Once again, Ruka couldn’t suppress a small chuckle from leaving his perfectly shaped lips.
“It just brings back memories.” Now it was Yomi who was letting his laughter out. He quickly walked over to the drummer, and put his hands around the elder’s neck, quickly grabbing the small tube and dropping it back into the drawer. Ruka wore a small pout on his face.
“Not tonight, Satoru. It’s stormy, and it just doesn’t fit.” Ruka nodded in agreement.
“As I told you, it just brings back memories.”
“Very amazing memories may I add.” Now they both let out a fit of laughter. They decided to walk back into the living room, and sat back on the couch the same way as before, Yomi sitting atop Ruka. The drummer’s hands wandered to the younger’s nipples, toying with them like he normally did with Yomi. “Oh! RuKA!” He turned around and Ruka captured Yomi’s lips yet again in a heated kiss. Breaking away, Yomi couldn’t help but smile. “You come up with the craziest ways to get me to kiss you… Why not just say, ‘kiss me’ ?” Ruka gave a small chuckle.
“Because you are a very unique person, therefore everything I do with you, including what I say has to be unique.” Yomi gave a small chuckle, along with his cheeks turning a slight pink.
“I love you, Satoru.”
“I love you too, Jun.” They shared a small kiss. When Yomi pulled away, he turned so he could lean on Ruka’s chest, cradling his head on the drummer’s shoulder.
“I’ll be sure to remember everything you did today…” Ruka kissed Yomi’s temple.
“Hm? And what would that include.” Yomi put a small smile on his face.
“Like, you calling me short… You trying to sex me up… You getting me soaking wet… the list just goes on and on, Sato-kun.”
“Ok… first of all, I didn’t call you short, I just said you were shorter than me. And second of all, I didn’t try to sex you up… even though I do enjoy that… I just picked up the lube. And third of all, you were the one that hugged me.”
“And now your calling me a liar?” Ruka chuckled again.
“No, I’m just proving you wrong… Your impossible.” Yomi pouted again.
“I'm not impossible! RU~KA~!” Yomi exclaimed. Ruka was now tickling the younger. Ruka’s hands began to move towards the younger’s boxers, teasing at the waistline. Yomi’s hands grabbed the drummer’s and pulled them away. “Ruka… I said not tonignt~ I'm gonna remember this too, ya know~”
“You really are impossible… that I'm gonna remember.” Yomi gave a pout, but then smiled into Ruka’s kiss.
“I love you, Ruka.”
“I love you too, kitten.” Yomi gave yet another pout, realizing that was his new pet name from now on. Another memory on a stormy night.
Author: takey_need_help
Pairings: RukaxYomi
Genre: Fluff
Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful boys of Nightmare..... but i wish i did (:
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: MalexMale Relationship, hints at sexual interacions
Synopsis: “Ruka~ you got me all wet now! Now I really gotta change!” Yomi got up off of Ruka’s lap and walked silently into his bedroom and closed the door.
“Do you want some help with that?” Ruka chuckled.
Comment: Im suprised; my first fluff oneshot! and my first oneshot of Nightmare! and no horror or sex, just fluff.... i hope its ok.... i got bored of writing the same stuff all the time.... so i wrote for a band i havent yet, the wonderful boys of Nightmare! tell me what ya think! (especially since there arent many Naito fics out there....) and yes, i did make up a word in this fic.... i use it quite often too~ even though im not short... lol enjoy~ The rest of my fics/oneshots can be found at my FANFIC ARCHIVE
Stormy Nights Bring Memories
A nice and quiet evening… Yomi was siting on his couch, just looking out at the rainstorm through the window. Glancing over at the TV, the news reporters going on about the storm, how sever it was, and how it wasn’t safe to travel. He just sat there, hugging the cushion to the couch close to his chest. He shouldn’t have made the plans with Ruka… The drummer would have to travel a few blocks from the own apartment to get to the younger’s. The minutes that the drummer was late were piling up. First just starting at one, climbing to three, then to five… Then he had relief wash over him as he saw the drummer’s silver car pull up into the driveway. Yomi jumped out of his seat and had the door open before the drummer could even knock.
“Ruka!” Yomi exclaimed. “Your safe!” Yomi ran into Ruka’s soothing embrace.
“Of course, kitten.” Yomi looked up in confusion.
“Since when do you call me kitten?” Yomi had a smile on his face, and Ruka could do nothing but laugh.
“Now. You just looked like a scared kitten, kitten.” Ruka’s smile grew seeing the pout on the vocalist’s face, but then they both erupted into hysterical laughter. Releasing his grip on the younger, Yomi realized how wet Ruka really was, for his whole front which was up against the elder, was soaked.
“Damn… I gotta change… Do you want some clothes to change into, Ruka-kun?”
“Kitten, think about it… You are shorter than me.” Ruka couldn’t hold back a small chuckle when he saw how dumbfounded the younger looked, and he then pouted seeing what the elder was getting at.
“Im not short! Im just... heightly challenged!” Yomi defended. Ruka couldn’t help but step forward into the room and cradle the younger in his arms.
“Does this make you feel taller, kitten?” Yomi gave another pout. Ruka walked Yomi into the living room, switching off the TV, and sat down with Yomi sitting on his lap. It was almost completely silent, except for Ruka’s random drumming on the vocalist’s stomach. After about ten minutes, Ruka became bored, and just hearing his drumming with the rain drumming on the window, it was enough. Ruka’s face lowered to Yomi’s ear.
“Ju~n.” He whispered. Yomi turned around hearing his name, and before he could say a word, Ruka’s lips captured his own plush pair. Soon Ruka’s tounge was outlining those same plush lips, and entrance was very willingly granted. No matter how many times they kissed, Yomi couldn’t help but moan when he tasted Ruka’s tongue, his sweet taste along with his scent, it was all intoxicating and insanely addicting. Chucking, Yomi broke the kiss.
“Ruka~ you got me all wet now! Now I really gotta change!” Yomi got up off of Ruka’s lap and walked silently into his bedroom and closed the door.
“Do you want some help with that?” Ruka chuckled. Yomi opened the door, as to allow the elder in. Ruka took it all too willingly. He closed the door behind him to see Yomi in just a pair of boxers now. “Oh, I missed the best part…” Yomi looked up at him with a grin.
“Your all wet too, Ruka. You need to get those wet clothes dry…” Yomi trailed off as his hands moved underneath the drummer’s shirt, moving it slowly up the drummer’s chest. Up over his head it went, and Yomi moved down to Ruka’s pants. Undoing the button and then the zipper, Ruka’s pants were down to his ankles; Ruka now in only boxers as well. Yomi collected both of their clothes and disappeared to put them in the dryer before they molded. While his other was away with both their clothes, he snooped around. Looking in one of the nightstand’s drawer, he saw one object very familiar to him and Yomi: lube. Ruka chuckled softly, and then Yomi walked into the room, seeing Ruka with the lube. “Don’t get any ideas, Ruka.” Once again, Ruka couldn’t suppress a small chuckle from leaving his perfectly shaped lips.
“It just brings back memories.” Now it was Yomi who was letting his laughter out. He quickly walked over to the drummer, and put his hands around the elder’s neck, quickly grabbing the small tube and dropping it back into the drawer. Ruka wore a small pout on his face.
“Not tonight, Satoru. It’s stormy, and it just doesn’t fit.” Ruka nodded in agreement.
“As I told you, it just brings back memories.”
“Very amazing memories may I add.” Now they both let out a fit of laughter. They decided to walk back into the living room, and sat back on the couch the same way as before, Yomi sitting atop Ruka. The drummer’s hands wandered to the younger’s nipples, toying with them like he normally did with Yomi. “Oh! RuKA!” He turned around and Ruka captured Yomi’s lips yet again in a heated kiss. Breaking away, Yomi couldn’t help but smile. “You come up with the craziest ways to get me to kiss you… Why not just say, ‘kiss me’ ?” Ruka gave a small chuckle.
“Because you are a very unique person, therefore everything I do with you, including what I say has to be unique.” Yomi gave a small chuckle, along with his cheeks turning a slight pink.
“I love you, Satoru.”
“I love you too, Jun.” They shared a small kiss. When Yomi pulled away, he turned so he could lean on Ruka’s chest, cradling his head on the drummer’s shoulder.
“I’ll be sure to remember everything you did today…” Ruka kissed Yomi’s temple.
“Hm? And what would that include.” Yomi put a small smile on his face.
“Like, you calling me short… You trying to sex me up… You getting me soaking wet… the list just goes on and on, Sato-kun.”
“Ok… first of all, I didn’t call you short, I just said you were shorter than me. And second of all, I didn’t try to sex you up… even though I do enjoy that… I just picked up the lube. And third of all, you were the one that hugged me.”
“And now your calling me a liar?” Ruka chuckled again.
“No, I’m just proving you wrong… Your impossible.” Yomi pouted again.
“I'm not impossible! RU~KA~!” Yomi exclaimed. Ruka was now tickling the younger. Ruka’s hands began to move towards the younger’s boxers, teasing at the waistline. Yomi’s hands grabbed the drummer’s and pulled them away. “Ruka… I said not tonignt~ I'm gonna remember this too, ya know~”
“You really are impossible… that I'm gonna remember.” Yomi gave a pout, but then smiled into Ruka’s kiss.
“I love you, Ruka.”
“I love you too, kitten.” Yomi gave yet another pout, realizing that was his new pet name from now on. Another memory on a stormy night.