FANFICTION: Study Session [Part 2]
Here is the rest of it, everyone :3
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[four]
"STUPID BLOBBY THINGS." Kusano glared at the green and blue 'blobby thing' that was eating away at his panda on the computer monitor. He had been playing Panda Ping for almost two hours, trying to surpass Masuda's high score. But that wasn't working out to well. "How the fuck did Taka get 945000?" he muttered, propping his elbows onto the table and resting his cheeks in his cupped hands.
Suddenly, the door bell rang.
"I'll get it," Kato called from the living room. Curious, Kusano pulled one of the window drapes back to see who was visiting and had to muffle his scream when he saw six mysterious looking men decked out in suits and top hats standing at the door. To top it off, they were carrying some serious guns. Mafia?! What a walk in the park.
"Shige!" Kusano scrambled out of his room and rushed to the front door of the house.
"Yes, how can I help y-"
Kusano managed to shove Kato out of the path before the older could get shot down. Kato stared with horror as Kusano was pelted with bullets, blood blossoming like flowers on his white shirt. It was like a scene in a movie; everything seemed to move in slow motion, and the frantic beating of Kato’s heart pounded in his ears. It was horrible, but creepily beautiful at the same time.
The men stopped shooting their guns when Kusano's knees gave in and he collapsed with a loud groan of pain. His senses kicking him in the ass, Kato jumped up and slammed the door closed before the mafia could react, quickly locking it before carrying Kusano to the attic. He shut the trap door behind him and cradled Kusano in his arms.
"Hironori!"
"S-shige..." Kusano aimlessly brought a hand up to grasp at Kato's shirt. A trickle of blood came from the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry! I'll call the police! And the hospital! I have my cell an-"
Kusano interrupted Kato with a firm, "No, Shige, d-don't."
"Then what, Hiro?! Anything!" Kato could feel tears stinging his eyes. Down on the first floor, the door could be heard kicked open.
"P-p-plea..." His voice was faint and raspy.
The footsteps of the mysterious men was faint.
"What?"
They were gradually getter louder.
"P-please just..."
Closer.
A tear fell. "Hiro!"
They were pounding on the att-
"Please have sex with me! Come on!"
Kato stared in disbelief at the younger one bouncing in his arms. It took NEWS, the "mafia," a long time to prevent Kato from chucking his "bloody" lover out of the window (although the chances of Kusano suffering pain were absolutely zero because he and Kato and Koyama lived in a one story house...).
~*~
"Okay, so the pretend-surprise-mafia-attack idea was terrible to begin with..."
"Oh, gee- you think, Mr. Obvious?" Kusano muttered coldly to Masuda (who's eye wasn't as black as it had been before, thank you for your concern), kicking the bullet proof vest he got as a gift and his white faux blood stained t-shirt aside (who gives bullet proof vests for presents, only God knows. Yes, the other God, as in Tegoshi).
Everyone frowned at Kusano. Yamashita dropped his top hat on the couch with the rest of the “mafia” clothing. "Look who has the poison tongue now."
Kusano stared at them before turning away, embarrassed, and rummaged through the closet for another shirt. "S-sorry." The shirtless NEWS members shared glances of worry and on Yamashita's cue, tackled shirtless Kusano in warm embrace, who screamed threats of "bloody murder."
Akanishi slowly backed away from NEWS' open door.
~*~
"You missed out on something very interesting today," Akanishi said as he placed a bowl of ramen next to Kato. It didn't seem like it, but he and Kato hung out a lot and were pretty good friends, thanks to Yamashita.
"Oh, really?" Kato asked in a bored tone as he flipped to the next page in his book. Akanishi frowned at the fact that Kato didn't say thank you, but pushed it aside as he slurped up his ramen.
"Yeah, NEWS had an awesome orgy."
Kato raised his head and stared bug-eyed at a grinning Akanishi. His ramen was cold when he finally managed to grasp reality (or whatever the hell it was called now) and he ate it that way.
~*~
"Ooh, ooh- sing Ai no Matador for Shige!"
"What? Are you serious? You want me to get a rose, a red cape, and maracas and dance around like some salsa-dancing monkey?"
"Aww, don’t make fun of the song. You know you like it!"
“And it’s a good song!”
"Yeah, for the little kids."
"It's not our fault it's X-rated..."
~*~
[five]
Kusano dried his wet, tousled hair with the towel he bought from NEWS’ 2007-2008 winter concert as he strolled into the kitchen, looking for something to satisfy his growling stomach. It wasn't until he grabbed the large tub of strawberry ice cream and the spoon to match that he caught a glimpse of Kato sitting at the circular island in the middle of the kitchen. His eyebrows were knitted in frustration and his thick rimmed glasses were hanging on at the tip of his nose. Grimacing, Kato pushed them up and leaned more into his book.
Kusano stared at Kato with bug-like eyes, then back at the ice cream, and back to Kato. He repeated the action a few times, like an audience watching an intense tennis match, before a ding sounded in his head. Okay, the ding came from the microwave; Koyama had been heating up a slice of pizza- BUT an idea hit him. Gaze still focused on the older one, he slowly opened the freezer and switched out his strawberry ice cream with the vanilla. A sly grin appeared on his face as he slid into the seat across Kato.
Koyama was passing by behind Kato when Kusano popped up at the island. Curious, he motioned behind Kato to the younger one and pointed to him in question.
Kusano used his spoon to jab at the vanilla ice cream in his hands and then at Kato. Then he brought the spoon up to his mouth and licked at his seductively. Koyama had been chewing his pizza, staring at the younger one in wonder. He almost choked on the large amount of pizza he bit off when he realized what Kusano meant, trying hard not to laugh out loud. Grinning, Koyama bounced out of the kitchen, despite the fact that he was interested in seeing Kusano’s little show.
"Hello."
"Kusano, not now."
Kusano pursed his lips, vaguely resembling a goose as he did so, and innocently cocked his head to the side. "But Shigeko~ I was just wondering if you wanted some ice cream."
"Again, Kusano- not now."
"But it's vanilla," he chirped, poking the soft dessert with his spoon and grinning slyly.
Kato almost choked; great, he thought they had run out of vanilla ice cream! He was hoping that Kusano wouldn’t get to that. Biting back his groan, Kato picked is book up, propping it onto the table so that it stood up, and hid his face behind it.
Kusano smirked. Gotcha, Shigeko~ He stretched his arm across the island, grabbed his book, and gently put it down. He batted his eyelashes at Kato. “Shigeko loves vanilla ice cream, hm?”
Kato gulped. Actually, his favorite was strawberry ice cream. But in this case, hell yes, he loved vanilla ice cream.
Kusano smirked, dipping his finger into the ice cream; Kato had fallen right into his trap and he was totally locked into it. He brought his finger up to his parted lips, watching Kato through heavy lidded eyes. His tongue darted out at his finger, slowly licking the sweet substance off. A light purr escaped from his lips, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment as he suckled on his finger.
Kato crossed his legs, gaze stuck on Kusano as much as he didn’t want it to.
After he finished sucking his finger off (he wished he had been sucking off Kato instead), Kusano pushed the tub of ice cream aside and lifted himself from his seat and up onto the countertop. He sensuously crawled across it until he reached Kato. He moved Kato's book aside before swinging his legs over the edge of the island and sitting there looking all… easy.
Kato groaned, pushing himself to keep his mind off of Kusano and his behavior- his very sexy behavior, but it was kinda difficult. Who wouldn't find it kinda difficult with the vanilla ice cream, and the sliver of soft skin showing between the waistband of Kusano's boxers and his small tank top, and the way one sleeve was hanging off his shoulder, and Kusano's fucking adorable uke-ness, and the way he was sucking on the spoon- holy fuck, he was now tonguing the tip of the goddamned thing, and with Kusano, like, right there, with his legs wide open.
He totally screamed “DO ME NOW.” But that was pretty obvious, seeing that Kusano had been screening that message to Kato since… well, ever.
Kato just wanted to die. Okay, if he died, he would never get the chance to fuck Kusano again. But with the way Kusano was teasing him like that, yeah, he really wanted to die.
Inside, Kusano was prancing around like a happy unicorn and singing at the top of his lungs with glee, as drastically opposed to how he was acting on the outside. He finally had Shige in his grasp! "Come on," he softly sang, almost squealing when Kato abruptly stood up. The older, frustrated one locked an arm around his waist and the other around his neck to pull him in closer. Kato could feel his body heating up; Kusano was already hot under his touch. The horrible, aching sensation in his lower regions wasn't helping him out, either.
Peeking up adorably at Kato through his bangs, Kusano aimlessly reached for the vanilla ice cream, scooped some up, and brought it back to his lips. Kusano closed his lips around the spoon, humming a sensual "mmmm," before dragging it out, the silver clean of any vanilla substance. He licked his lips, his tongue almost swiping at Kato’s chapped ones.
"Don't you want any, Shiggy?" he whispered in a tone heavily dripping with sex, his breath vanilla-scented. Kato's fingers tightened in the younger one's hair, and their parted lips were so close...
"Okay, that's it." Kato twitched, releasing Kusano and rushing out of the kitchen. "I'm going to the bathroom."
"NOOOO," Kusano cried, falling out of his seductive state (and almost off the island). "DON'T MASTURBATE. DO ME INSTEAD!"
~*~
"Had fun jacking off in the bathroom?" Koyama cheerily asked when Kato opened the door, looking distraught.
The younger one blushed. "S-shut up." Smirking, Koyama bounced past him and shut the bathroom door behind him.
~*~
[six]
Kusano collapsed stomach down on his bed, screaming in joy and frustration into the pillow that nuzzled his face. Thank god Kato's exam was finally to be held! His heart frantically skipped around in his chest as he daydreamed about Kato violently throwing him against the wall and screwing him senseless.
His yummy thoughts were broken by the voice of his lover. “Hey.”
Kusano raised his head. Kato stood at the door, arms crossed as he leaned against the door’s frame. His face was devoid of any happy emotion. The younger one winced.
“Um. Hi.”
A silence stretched across them as they remained where they were, gazes locked, before Kato broke that too and sulked into Kusano’s room. “I’m so scared. This exam is going to be tough.” He sat down in the swivel chair near Kusano’s desk. “I’m so fucking stressed…”
Kusano sat up. "… You know, masturbating really helps when you're stressed out," he assured his lover, mentally slapping himself for the stupid suggestion, which itself made him want to dash to the bathroom and jack off like a wild hurricane, which he also did almost every day to refresh himself.
Kato tapped his chin in thought. "Hm. Yes, I know. But there's a better way..."
The next thing Kusano knew, he was grabbed, flipped over, and pinned down with a smirking Kato towering over him. "Having a nice little round of hardcore sex helps before a big day," he whispered huskily against Kusano's ear, who shuddered at his warmth of his breath. He pressed a long line of kisses from Kusano's ear to his lips, hungrily coaxing them open with his tongue. Kusano moaned, wishing that he could lock his arms around Kato's neck to pull him in closer. The older one's hold on his wrists was so tight. Kusano did the only thing he could, teasingly rolling his hips into Kato's.
“Fuck,” Kato said, kissing Kusano harder and grounded their hips harder, too.
Kusano smirked against his lips. Finally.
[aftermath]
"What the hell was that?!"
"What?"
"T-that thing that Ganandorf did- with the leg lifting!”
Koyama pointedly raised an eyebrow at the younger male sitting next to him and pressed some buttons on his controllers. “Oh, you mean THIS?” Ganandorf suddenly raised his leg and shook violently as he powered up for the attack before slamming his foot down, the ground shaking beneath him. Young Link was on a platform above, safe from Ganandorf’s attack, or as Kusano had assumed, Ganandorf’s “pedophilic attack.”
“What kind of move is that?! That’s not good for children.” Kusano maneuvered Young Link away from Ganandorf. Koyama smirked and maneuvered Ganandorf after Young Link.
“Not unless you put Young Link in a crouching position in front of Ganandorf when he lifts his leg. Now get over here.”
“EW, KOYAMACCHI, YOU PEDOPHILE.”
"Oh, only to you, Hiro!" Koyama pounced the shrieking Kusano, who was screaming about how Ganandorf was too close to Young Link and .
"Oi! Hiro! Keii!" A beaming Kato Shigeaki burst into the house, almost tripping over his own shoes as he kicked them off and ran to the living room. He was grinning brightly, face flushed with excitement. "I aced my exam!"
"Eh? Really? THAT'S AWESOME." The duo jumped the middle child, the three of them rolling on the floor in a mass tangle of limbs. The three of them stayed on the floor like that for a while, laughing and happily snuggling each other before Koyama demanded that he was going to make pizza to celebrate.
Kusano wrapped his arms around Kato’s neck and nuzzled his nose against his. “I’m so proud, ne. That studying really helped.”
“Oh, something helped, alright. But it wasn’t studying,” Kato said with a smirk, kissing Kusano lightly on the lips.
A sexy giggle emitted from Kusano. He grabbed Kato’s hand and began to drag him to his room. "Does this mean we can have celebration sex?"
“Why do you think my hands are down your pants?”
Meanwhile, Koyama had returned to the video game after putting the pizza in the oven and was trying to keep Young Link crouching while playing Ganandorf at the same time...
END
... This is SO much longer than I had it planned. LOL seriously- the original idea was drastically shorter than this! But I really like this fic- one of the most fun I've written in awhile. I believe it is pretty good. How about you, dear readers/friends/stalkers (AHAHA)? :3
By the way, there is suppose to be a smexy KusaShige bedroom scene. But I’m working on it, and I am not the best NC-17 writer, but if you would like for me to post the scene, please drop the note in your comment (if you comment)! ^^
Comments are always appreciated, just as much as constructive criticism which Yuu here doesn't take from her friends, family, strangers, and stalkers.
Thank you for reading and I hoped you enjoyed the story as much as I did! please tell me you got the joke I was making about the constructive critcism XDDD