[Chaptered] You Give Me Something (Chapter 11)
Title: You Give Me Something (Chapter 11)
Author: shiroikazex
Group/pairing: Hikaru x OC, part of a series which I'm writing that has HSB x OC, random appearances of BEST and Matsumoto Kohei.
Genre: Romance, with a bit of angst and a bit of fluff.
Rating: Here's where we up it to a PG.
Summary: So he finally ran into a girl who spoke his language, a beginner, but nonetheless, his language, at a CD store where she worked. She made him realise that there were some things in this world which he could indeed love more than music. But he had never told her, perhaps her had not known himself, that he had issues with love. Part of an OC series that I'm working on, "How I Met Your Mother", a companion series to "Parental Guidance" :)
Disclaimer: It's an OC, all usual terms apply.
The story so far: Hikaru introduces Yuuka to his sister, and Yuuka ends up staying over at his place because it's too late. You wonder what happens. And yes, hi guys, I'm back :D Wrote this on the plane~
Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7 || Chapter 8 || Chapter 9 || Chapter 10
"B-But why?"
"She's nice, c'mon, and she did say that she wanted to meet you."
"You told her about me?!" She exclaimed a little too loudly and received shushes from the people sitting around her in the school library.
"Er, she asked when she came over last time and saw your photo."
"You put up a photo of me?"
"Yeah, the one we took together at Yuto's birthday party."
"Oh, I see."
"You're blushing now, aren't you?"
"Shut up," she scolded. "What if she doesn't like me?"
"She would, chill. Oh she's bringing my nephews too, so you can make those onigiri of yours--I think they would like it."
"Okay then."
"Alright, I'll see you next week then. 4pm at my place."
"Mmhmm. Jaa."
"...So you have never stayed over?"
"N-No, not yet--I mean, never. It's too soon, I think--"
"Three months is quite a while for you kids nowadays," Emi--Hikaru's elder sister--commented with a grin. Yuuka just smiled nervously and continued cleaning the plates from dinner.
"Maa..."
Shouts of "I WIN!" "No you didn't--I did!" "But Hika-chan lost to my Megatron!" floated to the kitchenette from the living room area in Hikaru's small apartment and the two ladies laughed as they watched Hikaru and Emi's husband play with her two sons. The younger one ran up to Yuuka and tugged at her skirt. He up at her with the saddest eyes ever and whined, "Nee-chan! Hika-chan is being a bad bad guy!"
"Hey! No whining!" Hikaru shouted from the floor where he had been tackled down to by the other kid, who was now sitting truimphantly on his back.
"Hikaru, they're kids."
"I'm one too!" He yelled back and then winced in pain as the kid hit him between the shoulder blades. "Ouch, Kenta that hurt!"
Emi shooed her younger son back to the living area and went back to cleaning.
"He's a bit of a handful at times, I apologise for that."
"Not at all! They're adorable kids--"
"I meant Hikaru, Yuuka-chan," Emi chuckled. "Has he given you any trouble?"
"Nope, none. He's very nice."
She gave her an understanding smile that hid something, though Yuuka failed to catch it.
"If he does give you any trouble, just tell me okay? I'll tell him off for you."
"Alright," Yuuka laughed. "I'll keep that in mind."
"Oi oi oi, nee-chan, what are you telling her?!"
"About that time you cried and sulked for days when Ai-chan from next door kicked you and rejected your chocolates--"
Hikaru looked horrified.
"No you didn't."
"No I didn't. But I just did."
"Nee-chan!--OW, YUUTA YOU LITTLE BRAT--"
At eleven, the boys had to be carried out of the apartment by their parents, having fallen asleep on the couch. The apartment immediately quietened down, and Hikaru dropped onto the vacated couch, exhausted.
"I've totally forgotten how enegertic her kids were."
"Runs in the family," Yuuka joked and brought him a cup of hot tea. "Go shower and sleep. I'll be going now--"
He tugged her down to sit beside him on the couch and nuzzled her neck.
"You're not gonna stay a little longer? I haven't seen you in a while..."
"2 weeks and a little more. I-It's really late, I need to go--"
"Stay over?"
Her eyes widened at his invitation.
"Huh? B-But I've never..."
"There's gotta be a first for everything," he grinned and kissed her. "You might as well, since it's so late. I'll pass you some clothes for bed."
He decided that whatever fiction said about girlfriends looking good in their boyfriends clothes was true when she stepped out of the shower dressed in his T-shirt and a pair of his shorts with her hair messily wet and resting on her shoulders. He swallowed hard, and somehow the first question that popped into his mind was whether she was wearing a bra or not. He stopped himself from wondering further.
"W-What are you staring at?" She asked nervously from the doorway, adjusting the oversized T-shirt on her body.
"N-Nothing, your uh--hair looks good."
She smiled shyly at his comment and joined him on the couch, where he had laid out a ton of paperwork for his upcoming concert.
"Almost done?"
"Not quite, which is why I've been so damned busy. Nee-chan demanded I take a night off today for her."
"She's right, you do need rest..." She frowned as she traced his eyebags with her finger. "Don't work yourself too hard."
"I'm fine, really. Missed me?"
"No."
"Really? Even after 2 weeks?"
"Yes. I see your face everywhere, Hikaru. I might even be a little sick of it."
"Liar."
She stuck out her tongue at him and received a chaste kiss that quickly grew urgent and passionate, and moments later she found herself pinned to the couch with him nipping his way down her jawline and her shirt pulled halfway up her torso.
"H-Hikaru..."
He drew back at the sound of her trembling voice and gazed down at her, flushed skin and all with her chest moving rhytmically to her heavy breathing. She looked away from his intense gaze but couldn't hold back a soft gasp as his fingers grazed the bare skin on her sides, slipping beneath the soft fabric of her undergarment.
"C-Can I?"
She bit down on her lower lip and gave the smallest hint of a nod.
Morning came and she woke with her muscles--especially her legs--screaming in protest. She clutched the bedsheets to her body and looked around his room, but he was nowhere to be found. Scenes from the previous night flooded her head and she found her cheeks burning when she remembered all the places his hands and his lips--and the other more important part of him--had been.
She finally crawled out of bed when she registered the time and the date on the bedside clock--she had classes that day. She dressed in his clothes again, taking in his scent from the sheets and the t-shirt, and stumbled out into the living area on unsteady feet to find a note on the coffee table.
Scrambled eggs are in the saucepan, cereal is in the 2nd cupboard to the left, milk is in the fridge. Sorry I couldn't stay for breakfast, rehearsals start early. I hope I wasn't too rough last night, does it hurt a lot? I didn't think it would be your first time... was it? I'll find some time to go see you next week. Stay over again, either that or I'll go over to your place ;)
"It was my first time, you idiot..." She muttered. "And my legs are killing me."
Author: shiroikazex
Group/pairing: Hikaru x OC, part of a series which I'm writing that has HSB x OC, random appearances of BEST and Matsumoto Kohei.
Genre: Romance, with a bit of angst and a bit of fluff.
Rating: Here's where we up it to a PG.
Summary: So he finally ran into a girl who spoke his language, a beginner, but nonetheless, his language, at a CD store where she worked. She made him realise that there were some things in this world which he could indeed love more than music. But he had never told her, perhaps her had not known himself, that he had issues with love. Part of an OC series that I'm working on, "How I Met Your Mother", a companion series to "Parental Guidance" :)
Disclaimer: It's an OC, all usual terms apply.
The story so far: Hikaru introduces Yuuka to his sister, and Yuuka ends up staying over at his place because it's too late. You wonder what happens. And yes, hi guys, I'm back :D Wrote this on the plane~
Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7 || Chapter 8 || Chapter 9 || Chapter 10
"B-But why?"
"She's nice, c'mon, and she did say that she wanted to meet you."
"You told her about me?!" She exclaimed a little too loudly and received shushes from the people sitting around her in the school library.
"Er, she asked when she came over last time and saw your photo."
"You put up a photo of me?"
"Yeah, the one we took together at Yuto's birthday party."
"Oh, I see."
"You're blushing now, aren't you?"
"Shut up," she scolded. "What if she doesn't like me?"
"She would, chill. Oh she's bringing my nephews too, so you can make those onigiri of yours--I think they would like it."
"Okay then."
"Alright, I'll see you next week then. 4pm at my place."
"Mmhmm. Jaa."
"...So you have never stayed over?"
"N-No, not yet--I mean, never. It's too soon, I think--"
"Three months is quite a while for you kids nowadays," Emi--Hikaru's elder sister--commented with a grin. Yuuka just smiled nervously and continued cleaning the plates from dinner.
"Maa..."
Shouts of "I WIN!" "No you didn't--I did!" "But Hika-chan lost to my Megatron!" floated to the kitchenette from the living room area in Hikaru's small apartment and the two ladies laughed as they watched Hikaru and Emi's husband play with her two sons. The younger one ran up to Yuuka and tugged at her skirt. He up at her with the saddest eyes ever and whined, "Nee-chan! Hika-chan is being a bad bad guy!"
"Hey! No whining!" Hikaru shouted from the floor where he had been tackled down to by the other kid, who was now sitting truimphantly on his back.
"Hikaru, they're kids."
"I'm one too!" He yelled back and then winced in pain as the kid hit him between the shoulder blades. "Ouch, Kenta that hurt!"
Emi shooed her younger son back to the living area and went back to cleaning.
"He's a bit of a handful at times, I apologise for that."
"Not at all! They're adorable kids--"
"I meant Hikaru, Yuuka-chan," Emi chuckled. "Has he given you any trouble?"
"Nope, none. He's very nice."
She gave her an understanding smile that hid something, though Yuuka failed to catch it.
"If he does give you any trouble, just tell me okay? I'll tell him off for you."
"Alright," Yuuka laughed. "I'll keep that in mind."
"Oi oi oi, nee-chan, what are you telling her?!"
"About that time you cried and sulked for days when Ai-chan from next door kicked you and rejected your chocolates--"
Hikaru looked horrified.
"No you didn't."
"No I didn't. But I just did."
"Nee-chan!--OW, YUUTA YOU LITTLE BRAT--"
At eleven, the boys had to be carried out of the apartment by their parents, having fallen asleep on the couch. The apartment immediately quietened down, and Hikaru dropped onto the vacated couch, exhausted.
"I've totally forgotten how enegertic her kids were."
"Runs in the family," Yuuka joked and brought him a cup of hot tea. "Go shower and sleep. I'll be going now--"
He tugged her down to sit beside him on the couch and nuzzled her neck.
"You're not gonna stay a little longer? I haven't seen you in a while..."
"2 weeks and a little more. I-It's really late, I need to go--"
"Stay over?"
Her eyes widened at his invitation.
"Huh? B-But I've never..."
"There's gotta be a first for everything," he grinned and kissed her. "You might as well, since it's so late. I'll pass you some clothes for bed."
He decided that whatever fiction said about girlfriends looking good in their boyfriends clothes was true when she stepped out of the shower dressed in his T-shirt and a pair of his shorts with her hair messily wet and resting on her shoulders. He swallowed hard, and somehow the first question that popped into his mind was whether she was wearing a bra or not. He stopped himself from wondering further.
"W-What are you staring at?" She asked nervously from the doorway, adjusting the oversized T-shirt on her body.
"N-Nothing, your uh--hair looks good."
She smiled shyly at his comment and joined him on the couch, where he had laid out a ton of paperwork for his upcoming concert.
"Almost done?"
"Not quite, which is why I've been so damned busy. Nee-chan demanded I take a night off today for her."
"She's right, you do need rest..." She frowned as she traced his eyebags with her finger. "Don't work yourself too hard."
"I'm fine, really. Missed me?"
"No."
"Really? Even after 2 weeks?"
"Yes. I see your face everywhere, Hikaru. I might even be a little sick of it."
"Liar."
She stuck out her tongue at him and received a chaste kiss that quickly grew urgent and passionate, and moments later she found herself pinned to the couch with him nipping his way down her jawline and her shirt pulled halfway up her torso.
"H-Hikaru..."
He drew back at the sound of her trembling voice and gazed down at her, flushed skin and all with her chest moving rhytmically to her heavy breathing. She looked away from his intense gaze but couldn't hold back a soft gasp as his fingers grazed the bare skin on her sides, slipping beneath the soft fabric of her undergarment.
"C-Can I?"
She bit down on her lower lip and gave the smallest hint of a nod.
Morning came and she woke with her muscles--especially her legs--screaming in protest. She clutched the bedsheets to her body and looked around his room, but he was nowhere to be found. Scenes from the previous night flooded her head and she found her cheeks burning when she remembered all the places his hands and his lips--and the other more important part of him--had been.
She finally crawled out of bed when she registered the time and the date on the bedside clock--she had classes that day. She dressed in his clothes again, taking in his scent from the sheets and the t-shirt, and stumbled out into the living area on unsteady feet to find a note on the coffee table.
Scrambled eggs are in the saucepan, cereal is in the 2nd cupboard to the left, milk is in the fridge. Sorry I couldn't stay for breakfast, rehearsals start early. I hope I wasn't too rough last night, does it hurt a lot? I didn't think it would be your first time... was it? I'll find some time to go see you next week. Stay over again, either that or I'll go over to your place ;)
"It was my first time, you idiot..." She muttered. "And my legs are killing me."