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Adult ++
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7
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Chapter Three
Disclaimer: See Prologue
Warnings: See Prologue
Hey ^^; I figured, I was updating ADCT I might as well do so for this too. Although, I haven't really made any more chapters past 14. I do, however, have an outline written down somewhere for how I want this story to go. I know I probably left most of you in anticipation, and I'm sorry for that. I will post three chapters now and see if you guys still want me to post more of this story. I am in the middle of working on editing ADCT and going to try and post chapters 30-34 for that story.
For now, I hope you enjoy the next three chapters!
Chapter 3
Kurama smiled and waved, while walking out of the Kuwabara house hold. Kuwabara stood in the door way waving back to his friend before closing the door and going back into his house.
It was already midnight as Kurama walked homeward. It didn’t take long to help his human friend understand how the problem works; however Kuwabara had invited him to eat the Japanese style Chinese take out. Kurama had protested, saying that he had already eaten, however Kuwabara had continued to insist and had finally gotten the kitsune to submit to his whim.
Kurama sighed as he slipped his delicate hands into his pant pockets. He closed his dazzling green eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze that gently brushed over his face, his red hair seeming to be dancing as if the wind was it’s partner and as if it was moving his hair in time with a slow love song.
Kurama steadily walked home, away from his secret desire’s house. He sighed, a sigh of sorrow. He was never happy. The only time he was truly happy was whenever he was around Kuwabara. Hiei couldn’t even make the kitsune feel the way Kuwabara did and Hiei had been his friend for more years then Kurama knew Kuwabara.
Kurama silently entered his house, not wanting to disturb his already sleeping mother nor was willing to rouse his new father and little brother. He was happy for his mother; she had married a wonderful man who was able to provide for her as well as for his own son and himself. Kurama wanted to do the same for Kuwabara; to provide for him, to protect him, to care for him. Kurama wanted to give Kuwabara all of the love and security that Kuwabara had given him, even if the human had done it unconsciously; he felt safe with the gentle giant. He was a real man among men.
Kurama knew that no matter how proud he sounded, or how determined his secret love would act, it was just that; an act. Kurama, and even his equal counter part Yoko, could tell that deep down Kuwabara was scared. Kurama knew that all Kuwabara wanted was to be loved and wanted, yet he was too afraid to find himself any kind of happiness.
Kurama sighed as he lay in his bed and stared up at his ceiling. How he wanted to wrap his arms around Kuwabara’s waist and snuggle up to his nice firm chest, lightly brushing his hand through Kuwabara’s beautiful soft orange curls; which were always gelled up in that stiff hair do. How Kurama wanted to capture Kuwabara’s every moan and scream as he slammed into his desire’s tight ass; feeling Kuwabara all around him as he cum.
Kurama groaned as he found himself getting a hard on just by thing of the things he wanted to do to the orange haired man. He closed his eyes and started to take slow even breaths. Kurama knew he shouldn’t think of this friend as he did; knowing that if Kuwabara found out he might lose him as a friend, which would have been worse then not having him as a lover. No, he wouldn’t allow his desires and lust destroy his friendship with the kind and pure soul who had captured his heart.
Kurama was startled when he heard his phone ring. He looked over at the noisy contraption. Kurama’s mother thought that he was more then old enough to have his own phone, let alone his own phone line, so she had set one up in his room as a birthday present.
Kurama glanced at his clock which read 1:15 am.
‘Who would be calling at such a late hour?’ Kurama thinks.
As soon as he answered the phone, he was met with hysterical crying and what seemed to be curses as well.
“Kurama! That fuXcking better be you damXnit!”
A horsed voice, which sounded like Shizuru said on the other end.
Kurama blinked at how horrible the normally emotionless girl sounded.
“Hello Shizuru.” Kurama says, curious as to why Kuwabara’s older sister was calling him at such a late hour.
“Don’t you hello me Kurama! Get your asXs over here right now!” Shizuru screams into the phone.
“Shizuru, I think it would be best if you would calm down a bit and tell me why you are calling me at such a late hour.” Kurama said, a bit of worry seeping into his mind.
‘Something’s wrong….’ Kurama thinks.
‘Yes…and I’m having a feeling it might have to do with our dear Kuwabara….’ Yoko says in his head.
He heard someone take a few breaths, which sounded more like someone taking a few drags from a cigarette.
“I’m sorry Kurama….it’s just I came home a little while ago to find the front door open…I thought my idiot little brother forgot to close the door again, so when I went up stairs to tell him what he did wrong….”
Kurama snickered, knowing Shizuru’s way of ‘telling him what Kuwabara did wrong’ involved him getting a beating from her.
“…but when I came in he wasn’t there. I was going to check the bathroom to see if he was jerking himself off like he does sometimes when I noticed something on his bed. When I looked at it the first time, I thought it was some kind of sick joke my idiot brother was pulling…but…”
Kurama heard her breath hitch in her throat, trying to hold back a sob.
Kurama spoke calmly, while inside he was a complete mess.
“Calm down Shizuru. I’ll be right there, and then you can tell me everything, alright?”
It was silent for a few seconds before the worried big sister spoke again.
“Alright….and Kurama….”
“Hmmm..” Kurama says, letting her he was listening.
“Be careful….”
Before Kurama could ask the elder Kuwabara sibling what she meant with that comment, she hung up the phone.
Kurama stared at the receiver in confusion and worry. He then grabbed his jacket, since the air now held a cold chill, which matched the one that ran down his spine as he headed towards Kuwabara’s house.
(End of Chapter Three)
Please Read and Review! Thank you ^^
Warnings: See Prologue
Hey ^^; I figured, I was updating ADCT I might as well do so for this too. Although, I haven't really made any more chapters past 14. I do, however, have an outline written down somewhere for how I want this story to go. I know I probably left most of you in anticipation, and I'm sorry for that. I will post three chapters now and see if you guys still want me to post more of this story. I am in the middle of working on editing ADCT and going to try and post chapters 30-34 for that story.
For now, I hope you enjoy the next three chapters!
Chapter 3
Kurama smiled and waved, while walking out of the Kuwabara house hold. Kuwabara stood in the door way waving back to his friend before closing the door and going back into his house.
It was already midnight as Kurama walked homeward. It didn’t take long to help his human friend understand how the problem works; however Kuwabara had invited him to eat the Japanese style Chinese take out. Kurama had protested, saying that he had already eaten, however Kuwabara had continued to insist and had finally gotten the kitsune to submit to his whim.
Kurama sighed as he slipped his delicate hands into his pant pockets. He closed his dazzling green eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze that gently brushed over his face, his red hair seeming to be dancing as if the wind was it’s partner and as if it was moving his hair in time with a slow love song.
Kurama steadily walked home, away from his secret desire’s house. He sighed, a sigh of sorrow. He was never happy. The only time he was truly happy was whenever he was around Kuwabara. Hiei couldn’t even make the kitsune feel the way Kuwabara did and Hiei had been his friend for more years then Kurama knew Kuwabara.
Kurama silently entered his house, not wanting to disturb his already sleeping mother nor was willing to rouse his new father and little brother. He was happy for his mother; she had married a wonderful man who was able to provide for her as well as for his own son and himself. Kurama wanted to do the same for Kuwabara; to provide for him, to protect him, to care for him. Kurama wanted to give Kuwabara all of the love and security that Kuwabara had given him, even if the human had done it unconsciously; he felt safe with the gentle giant. He was a real man among men.
Kurama knew that no matter how proud he sounded, or how determined his secret love would act, it was just that; an act. Kurama, and even his equal counter part Yoko, could tell that deep down Kuwabara was scared. Kurama knew that all Kuwabara wanted was to be loved and wanted, yet he was too afraid to find himself any kind of happiness.
Kurama sighed as he lay in his bed and stared up at his ceiling. How he wanted to wrap his arms around Kuwabara’s waist and snuggle up to his nice firm chest, lightly brushing his hand through Kuwabara’s beautiful soft orange curls; which were always gelled up in that stiff hair do. How Kurama wanted to capture Kuwabara’s every moan and scream as he slammed into his desire’s tight ass; feeling Kuwabara all around him as he cum.
Kurama groaned as he found himself getting a hard on just by thing of the things he wanted to do to the orange haired man. He closed his eyes and started to take slow even breaths. Kurama knew he shouldn’t think of this friend as he did; knowing that if Kuwabara found out he might lose him as a friend, which would have been worse then not having him as a lover. No, he wouldn’t allow his desires and lust destroy his friendship with the kind and pure soul who had captured his heart.
Kurama was startled when he heard his phone ring. He looked over at the noisy contraption. Kurama’s mother thought that he was more then old enough to have his own phone, let alone his own phone line, so she had set one up in his room as a birthday present.
Kurama glanced at his clock which read 1:15 am.
‘Who would be calling at such a late hour?’ Kurama thinks.
As soon as he answered the phone, he was met with hysterical crying and what seemed to be curses as well.
“Kurama! That fuXcking better be you damXnit!”
A horsed voice, which sounded like Shizuru said on the other end.
Kurama blinked at how horrible the normally emotionless girl sounded.
“Hello Shizuru.” Kurama says, curious as to why Kuwabara’s older sister was calling him at such a late hour.
“Don’t you hello me Kurama! Get your asXs over here right now!” Shizuru screams into the phone.
“Shizuru, I think it would be best if you would calm down a bit and tell me why you are calling me at such a late hour.” Kurama said, a bit of worry seeping into his mind.
‘Something’s wrong….’ Kurama thinks.
‘Yes…and I’m having a feeling it might have to do with our dear Kuwabara….’ Yoko says in his head.
He heard someone take a few breaths, which sounded more like someone taking a few drags from a cigarette.
“I’m sorry Kurama….it’s just I came home a little while ago to find the front door open…I thought my idiot little brother forgot to close the door again, so when I went up stairs to tell him what he did wrong….”
Kurama snickered, knowing Shizuru’s way of ‘telling him what Kuwabara did wrong’ involved him getting a beating from her.
“…but when I came in he wasn’t there. I was going to check the bathroom to see if he was jerking himself off like he does sometimes when I noticed something on his bed. When I looked at it the first time, I thought it was some kind of sick joke my idiot brother was pulling…but…”
Kurama heard her breath hitch in her throat, trying to hold back a sob.
Kurama spoke calmly, while inside he was a complete mess.
“Calm down Shizuru. I’ll be right there, and then you can tell me everything, alright?”
It was silent for a few seconds before the worried big sister spoke again.
“Alright….and Kurama….”
“Hmmm..” Kurama says, letting her he was listening.
“Be careful….”
Before Kurama could ask the elder Kuwabara sibling what she meant with that comment, she hung up the phone.
Kurama stared at the receiver in confusion and worry. He then grabbed his jacket, since the air now held a cold chill, which matched the one that ran down his spine as he headed towards Kuwabara’s house.
(End of Chapter Three)
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