Fall Of The Fox

Title: Torn Between Two

Author: Kimisan/Aoshis_toy

Community: 30_Lemons

Theme: #16. Classroom

Warnings: Lemons, Angst, Language

Summary: It's tough when you fall for your ex's best friend, even worse when he's dating someone you know..

“So you wanna tell us who he is?” Shizuru spoke loud enough to get everyone’s attention at the table including the girl she was about to pry information from. The wooden table was piled with dirty dishes and half filled cups. She wasn’t going to comment that half the plates were piled in front of Kuzuma. Some crust was lingering on the plastic dishware, someone didn’t like too much bread. The four of them had decided to take an early lunch at the pizza joint before heading home. It had been her brother’s idea, due to it being an all-you-can-eat buffet.


“No one,” Keiko blushed and turned back to those sitting at the table. She was such a dunderhead for getting lost in thought again. Why hadn’t it waited until she was back in the privacy of her own home? Because the object of her fantasies was sitting across from her, that’s why. Still, she doubted that Shizuru would appreciate being told that the man she was thinking about happened to be the woman’s boyfriend and lover. No, that wouldn’t go over too well. Best to remain quiet to preserve the peace.


“Then what’s with all the heavy sighing? Thinking about Urameshi again?” Kuwabara winced when a foot collided painfully with his shin. Not like they all didn’t know that the two had broken up for crying out loud. It’d been months since the two separated and Yusuke was already in a serious relationship with some other chick. Besides Keiko didn’t look upset over what he’d said. “Don’t hit me Sis.”


“Don’t be such an ass. Come on girl, spill it already. I’ve been seeing that wistful look across your face too many times in the last couple months for it not to be someone. You can tell us, what guy is it?” Shizuru smiled at the girl, they weren’t leaving until Keiko confessed. She’d been worried about the girl since Yusuke had decided to be a jerk and call it quits one day. The boy had never given them a reason as to why he’d ended things. Keiko hadn’t wanted to talk about it either. Her and Kurama had both been concerned so they’d taken up inviting their friend along with them sometimes. It did the girl some good to get out of the house.

Keiko blushed at the prodding. The only one not staring at her like she was about to announce the Meaning of Life was Kurama. The man briefly glanced up from the newspaper he was reading but that was the extent of his curiosity. If she admitted to liking someone else they’ll want to know how long, who it was and so-on. She wasn’t in the mood to play twenty questions with them. Not when she really couldn’t say much without giving too much away. How would Shizuru take knowing that she liked the fox sitting at the very table with them? Not too mention they’d been dating for over a year. Keiko couldn’t remember when she’d started looking at him differently. Except it had been one of the reasons her and Yusuke had parted ways. She’d thought she’d been hiding her attraction but Yusuke had noticed. A large fight had ended a five year relationship. They were friends now but they rarely saw each other. “It’s someone you don’t know.”


“That’s vague, you got to do better than that. Must be someone special with the way you’ve been carrying on lately. Always staring off into space, sighing and not to mention the porn I saw under your bed.” Shizuru snickered as the pink cheeks darkened as Keiko became mortified. She wasn’t sure why it mattered. They all knew that Keiko and Yusuke had been intimate before it had ended. Just like her and Kurama were sleeping together. Hell, she didn’t care if anyone knew that. Who could blame her for allowing the man into her bed? Not only was he hot but was wonderful and attentive lover. “You might as well tell us because I’m not going to leave you alone about it.”


“Fine,” Keiko tried to think of a believable lie that would appease their curiosity. The best way to make it sound like the truth is to stay close to it without actually forcing herself to lie. “Not like it matters since he doesn’t know I exist. It’s a guy I go to school with. He’s extremely smart, good looking, and way out of my league.” She almost grimaced, okay part of it was a lie. Kurama wasn’t attending school but he was very sexy, brilliant and more than out of her league. The fox would never be interested in someone like her. She was just a simple college student that didn’t know how to attract a man’s attention.


“What makes you think he wouldn’t be interested in you?” Kuwabara finished off his drink while watching Keiko nervously chew her bottom lip. If she gnawed any harder it’d spring a leak. True the girl had been with Urameshi. Many of his friends had asked him to hook them up with her. But he knew she wouldn’t be interested in any of them. Keiko was very pretty, decent body, she was usually very nice but a little on the bossy side. Then again he’d only seen her get like that with Yusuke.


‘Because even now he’s more interested in the stock exchange than what I’m saying!’ Keiko frowned at the thought but didn’t speak it for the other’s to hear. There were many reasons why he’d never be interested. One, he thought of her as a casual friend. Two, he’d told Yusuke that she was an annoyance and he himself wouldn’t put up with it. Three, he was dating Shizuru, whom was everything that she herself wasn’t. Shizuru was classy, smart without coming off as know-it-all, sexy, and had a way with men. While she was just plain old Keiko that had an attitude as far as Kurama was concerned. “Trust me, he isn’t interested in me.”


“Then make him interested. Girl let me tell you, there is a way to get any man interested. You just have to find out what he likes. Also, work your stuff right and you’ll have him eating out of your palm in no time.” Shizuru clapped her hands together, getting into her speech. It was true, every man had a weakness. A deep down none were really that picky as long as the hole was warm. “Just have to find a way to seduce him.”


“Um, I think if I got that far that would be just another area I’d disappoint him in. I’m not you Shizuru, I don’t have the attitude or the looks to make men drool.” Keiko almost groaned at that thought. Even if she was the type of person to chase after their friend’s boyfriend, there was no way she could seduce him. The man was over a thousand years old, she could just imagine the experience he had. While all she had was Yusuke and if that was any indication then she sucked in the sack. She’d tried to explore and find out what pleased him. All that had gotten her was being left unsatisfied herself and him cheating. She knew that if she were better then he wouldn’t have gone elsewhere. But she didn’t know how to please a man sexually, not enough to keep him faithful.


Shizuru almost throttled the girl but knowing of her history with Yusuke kept it from taking place. The girl’s self esteem had to be crushed. It was understandable that she was still partly down with the break up with Yusuke. It wasn’t so much that Keiko was still in love with the boy, just knowing that you had failed at a relationship could down someone. Shizuru knew from experience what it was like to have the man that you loved more than life itself walk out on you. Though she doubted Keiko’s feelings had run that deep. “That’s bullshit and you know it. You have a lot going for you. You just need some refinement and some pointers. Tell you what, me and Kurama will help you.”


“Huh?” He looked up hearing his name slip from the woman’s mouth. Why was he being dragged into the mess? Let the girl handle her own problems. It was none of his concern if she wasn’t able to attract a man. If she was having trouble then it wasn’t due from her appearance. Perhaps if she weren’t so bitchy with her male company then a man might stay long enough to go out on a date with her. You could dress a dog up to make it attractive but as soon as it snarled, it’s company was going to back off. “And just what do you think I could do?”


“Don’t be such a sore sport. I’ll do most of it but what better advice than from a man. Tell you what, come over to Kurama’s this weekend and stay with us. We’ll have you ready to catch your mystery man before you go home. Just make sure you bring your credit card, we’ll be going shopping.” Shizuru just loved make-overs. They wouldn’t do anything drastic but it gave her someone to hang with while Kurama was at work on Saturday. She wasn’t going to stay home with Kuzuma, so they’d use Kurama’s place for this.


“Just make sure you don’t rearrange my house as well.” Kurama frowned at his girlfriend’s audacity. While he cared about Shizuru greatly sometimes she overstepped her bounds. Not that he minded Keiko being at his house. Yet, he was planning on having Yusuke stop by some time to pick up a few things. If the man’s ex couldn’t keep a civil tongue in her head while he was there then he’d kindly show her the door. He wasn’t even sure why Shizuru invited her around so much. The excuse of getting the girl out of the house only went so far. It was her own fault she was now single and alone. No man would be willing to put up with that kind of verbal and mental abuse for so long. Not to mention, no man wanted to fuck a stiff board.


“Um, okay but are you sure?” Keiko almost felt guilty about accepting it. Well not like she’d actually do anything with what advice Shizuru gave her, not on Kurama anyways. There was a good chance that when she got over her infatuation with Kurama she might find someone else. A few pointers might help for whenever that occurred. Be prepared for when she started dating another man. Her clothes needed some updating as well and Shizuru had awesome style.


“Great, I get off of work around seven. Head on over to his place after then.” Shizuru gave her brother a condemning look as Kurama grabbed the bill off the table. While the man might pay for her and Keiko’s share, the big lug could carry his own weight. Getting the message he started to dig through his wallet. The fox took the funds being offered before heading away. Sighing, she let her own mind wonder. It was very easy to notice the look of a woman day dreaming about the man that had her heart. So often she found her own self wearing that look while reminiscing about the past.


Only one car was in the parking lot as she parked fifteen minutes before eight. Dismay filled her noticing that it wasn’t Shizuru’s.
Sitting out in the car wasn’t an option. Reaching over the small red duffel bag was snatched up. Might as well go on inside while waiting on her friend to arrive. It would feel strange sitting in there while waiting. Knowing that she was there getting lessons on how to entice a man, when the man she wanted would be there. She really needed to get a grip, she would never try anything with the man so it was no big deal. It was just a stupid crush that would go away one day. Besides he’d probably have her sit on the couch and ignore her like usual.


Making sure both doors were locked she took a deep breath. The walk to the door took only a few seconds and it opened before she had time to knock. Large green eyes gawked at her, stopping the fist from falling. A lopsided smile was yanked into place seeing the bag of trash being carried. “Hi, hope I’m not too early. I noticed Shizuru hasn’t gotten here yet.” The man was wearing jeans and a simple white dress shirt. It was meant to be casual but appeared stunning on the beautiful man.


“Yes, she called a few minutes ago and won’t be here until later. You are welcome to wait or you can come back once she arrives. Either way, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Kurama left the door open as he walked by. She stepped to the left allowing him the necessary room. His eyes trailed over the dress shirt and long skirt. The material was so loose it almost draped over what was beneath. If he hadn’t seen her in jeans before he’d swear the girl had no ass. If she wanted to make a man lust after her wearing her Grandmother’s hand-me-downs wasn’t going to do it. They had to know what she had to offer. Having the pretty face wasn’t going to cut it. If she was aiming to seduce a man she had a lot to learn. Why the hell she was willing to go so far for another man he couldn’t fathom. Not when she hadn’t been willing to do the exact same thing for Yusuke.


His footsteps echoed off of the concrete sidewalk as headlights entered the parking lot. One reason he liked this place, it was quiet. Many nights the toushin had come here to get away from the nagging girl. He’d been able to hear the raised voice many nights as the man called to apologize. He was sure that whatever Yusuke had done, if anything, couldn’t be that bad. The girl had always treated him like shit and couldn’t seem to understand why he’d moved on. If she got a man, she’d only be a piece of ass. No man wanted to live with a shrew. Just because she had stunning legs and a nice pair of tits didn’t mean she could be a bitch all the time.


Keiko walked inside instead of driving back home. Wouldn’t make any sense to waste fuel to drive home only to drive back later. Keeping her bag in hand she walked around the living room. The man had redecorated since the last time she’d been here. Of course she’d been with Yusuke at the time. The whole coloring had been redone. Instead of the original plain tan that had come with the home it was now a soft red. It was pleasant and matched the satin curtains hanging in front of the sliding doors that led outside onto the veranda. The furniture was new as well, a soft white. He must not have Yusuke over that often or it’d be stained already. She sighed remembering all the times she’d had to steam clean the furniture or the carpets. Her and Yusuke had rented a place together for a few months. That had ended when they’d split.


She’d gotten tired of always cleaning up anyways. Having to help with the bills she’d taken a part-time job to help him out. She went to school for eight hours then worked six. So it was up at six to be at her first class by seven, her last class ending at three. Then it was to work by five and off at eleven. She’d been lucky to make it to bed by midnight most nights. Those were only the nights when Yusuke had taken off and hadn’t spent the evening at home. The nights when he was home waiting on her she didn’t get to bed until after one, nearing two sometimes. Her job had been four days a week, Monday through Thursdays. One would think she’d be able to relax after school on Fridays. But having to make a quick meal between the hours of three and five those days she’d try to make up for it by preparing a nice meal on the weekends.


One night Yusuke had come home after she’d made a large casserole for dinner claiming he was going out with Kurama for the evening. So dinner had been put on warm, since they were supposedly going out for pizza. It had upset her some since he knew she’d be home cooking. A phone call would have been nice so she wouldn’t have wasted the time and provisions. Hours had went by and no Yusuke walked through the door. Her world had shattered when a friend called. Myka’s voice wasn’t one she’d been expecting when the phone rang. Hearing a schoolmate and friend claim to see Yusuke at the movies with another girl had angered her. She hadn’t wanted to believe it at first.


She’d called Kurama whom had snapped at her about checking up on Yusuke. It had stung hearing the man speak to her that way. She hadn’t really been trying to hunt him down. The phone call had just upset her, so she’d needed reassurance that it was all some mistake. The words, ‘Damn Keiko, what the hell are you his mother? Must you track the man down?’ had stung and made her feel shitty for doubting him. She should trust Yusuke, even if he did flirt and look at other women. Assuming he’d been with the fox Keiko had let that night pass.


Then a few other Friday evening came and went where he’d came home claiming to be going out with Kurama. Not wanting to appear to as the nagging girlfriend she’d let him go. Those evenings alone were spent cleaning up the mess Yusuke had made. Which usually took an hour or more depending on what kind of mood he’d been in. Often she’d come home to find beer stains on the floor or dirty boot prints on the carpet. How hard could it be to remember to take your shoes off at the door? Especially when you worked in construction and left black to gray prints showing your trek to the fridge for a beer.


It wasn’t until months later she’d learned the truth when it had smacked her in the face. She’d been doing the laundry one Saturday evening and found some used condom packages in his jean pockets. Since they’d never used anything for protection with her being on the pill, she knew the truth. There were five in total. That thought had outraged her. It was the pants he’d worn the previous night while ‘out’ with Kurama. Unless the two men were keeping a very dark secret then something was terribly wrong. She’d snatched up the phone to call the fox. Yusuke had left that morning supposedly going on over for a man’s cookout at the redhead’s.


When she’d asked Kurama if Yusuke was there she’d heard the disgusted tone when he replied, ‘No, he is not.’ Thinking quickly, she’d made up the excuse that Yusuke was out and had mentioned stopping by and she just wanted to catch him to ask him to stop by the store before coming home. Hanging up had been a feat. She had no idea where to look for her boyfriend so had sat home until Sunday morning wondering why it was happening.


The confrontation had brought out the truth. Yusuke had several lovers over the course of six months. She’d been angry about his cheating and had lashed out. Not like her smacking him across the face had injured anything but his pride. She’d gone home to her parent’s heartbroken and confused. Why had he done it? Hadn’t she been enough for him? She’d cooked, cleaned, helped pay the bills and even tried to please him in bed. That was the only fault that she could possibly think of.


While their sex life hadn’t always been exciting she’d tried. Renting porno just to watch and learn how to please a man. It was no where near as good as doing it yourself but it had been a start. He’d seemed to enjoy it when she went down on him. She wouldn’t swallow like he wanted but did that really matter? She’d never complained when he’d get off and she was still left wanting, which was all the time. The men in the films lasted longer than Yusuke though. Within a few minutes he’d be done and roll over. It was either sleep or go drink a beer and watch a movie. At first he’d hold her for a few minutes but as the months went by even that stopped.


Kurama stopped seeing the girl standing there with a large frown upon the pink lips. She seemed lost in thought and hadn’t noticed his return. She’d already taken off her shoes but was gazing at the curtains. Did she not approve of them? Not that he gave a damn if she liked them or not. This was his home and didn’t need to meet her standards. He cleared his throat causing her to spin around. “Put your things in the spare bedroom. I’ve got to finish up dinner.”


“Alright,” Keiko knew which room he was referring to. There was three but the fox used one as a study. The sound of dishes being moved echoed down the hall as she opened the door. Her and Yusuke had stayed in the room only once. Not wanting to go down Memory Lane she placed the bag upon the twin bed. He was taking out some vegetables as she joined him in the large kitchen. She was still awed that the man had great taste in decorating. She’d heard Shizuru comment that his tastes were a little on the feminine side but Keiko liked it. It made the home look inviting and peaceful. “I see you changed the front room.”


“Yes,” He placed the carrots on the cutting board and closed the fridge. The meat was already in the skillet starting to cook. He didn’t feel up to small talk this evening. He was already regretting not putting his foot down when Shizuru had suggested his place. He could appreciate her not wanting to be around Kuzuma but he liked to have his privacy as well. Trying to keep the girl occupied while cooking wasn’t how he’d planned to spend the evening. He’d been wanting to have dinner then retire to his room and read.


“I like it, gives the whole place a welcoming feel. I saw an outline close to it in a Home Designer’s catalogue a few months back. Though theirs had a funky looking border going around, ruined the whole look. At least for me anyways, it didn’t have any feel to it. Yours is really nice though, has a soft touch to it.” Keiko frowned when his hands stopped and he turned to give her an odd look. She squirmed under the gaze. Had she said too much? He was a male after all, maybe he didn’t like hearing his home had a soft look to it. She knew that Yusuke would have flipped at the comment, thinking she was trying to insult his sexuality. “Is there anything I can do to help?”


“You may chop up the vegetables if you want.” Kurama handed her a knife which she accepted. He was just glad she hadn’t insulted his taste in decorating. She was most likely saying it to be kind since he was offering her hospitality. He’d seen the way she was looking at it when he’d come inside. He went over to stir the meat as she did her part. His eyes strayed to the two smaller hands that handled the knife with expertise. The girl had to be a decent cook so why hadn’t Yusuke eaten at home that much? Since Yusuke and the girl had moved in together, many evenings he’d seen the boy walking towards the shopping center on the way home. He’d stopped him several times to speak to him to learn that he was going out to grab a bite to eat. Every other time he’d just driven pass and shaken his head. The only conclusion he could come to was that Keiko didn’t bother to cook. Her parents did it for a living so she had to know how.


Keiko felt naked in the extremely short skirt that screamed ‘Don’t bend over.’ Shizuru had to be out of her blasted mind to think she was going to wear this. Why had she let the woman talk her into this? How the hell could she go out tonight wearing the thin piece of cloth? To make matters worse she was supposed to go out there and get a few lessons in flirting before hand. All that was left was to put on some make-up. Her hair was already pulled up in a loose knot leaving a few strands to frame her face. The black skirt had a matching cut off tank top to go with it. She felt stupid wearing the skimpy outfit and leather boots. She looked like she was advertising to go hooking, not dancing. Shizuru’s outfit was even worse so she didn’t feel too shameful. “I’m going to make a fool of myself I just know it.”


Dinner had been eaten in silence until Shizuru had arrived home. Keiko felt crappy at the surge of jealousy seeing the man greet the taller woman with a long passionate kiss. She wanted to be the one he greeted like that. She was lucky to get a hello out of him. This was a lost cause and she knew it. Even if the two split up the man would never want her. She just wasn’t sophisticated or sexy enough to draw his attention. Last night she’d lain in bed hearing the moans coming from the other room. Sighing she tried to yank the skirt down in the back. Why did her ass have to be so round? No wonder Yusuke had called her bubble butt. Giving up she stormed out into the living room where the two were waiting on her.


“Damn, you look hot girl. You are going to turn a few heads tonight.” Shizuru grinned seeing the frown. It wouldn’t do for the girl to mope around tonight. Hopefully she’d get a few numbers to boost that self-esteem. Once they had her believing in herself then they’d work on landing this man. The disbelief was showing in every pinched line as Keiko crossed her arms and pouted. Shizuru sighed knowing she had her work cut out. She would have pointed out the fact that Kurama seemed aware of just how stunning the girl was. But knowing the fox he wouldn’t appreciate her pointing out the fact that he was staring.


“I look stupid, I don’t have the body for this.” She also felt stupid in the getup. Shizuru looked awesome in what she was wearing. Keiko felt like a child playing dress-up. Yeah she’d turn heads alright, right before they turned back around to start laughing. Her eyes flickered over to see the redhead’s reaction. A hollow feeling echoed in her gut seeing the face buried in the novel. So much for hoping he’d find her appealing. “I can’t do this.”


“Yes, you can. Now, before we go let’s work on a few things. Men aren’t going to talk to you if you are scowling dear. Kurama, get up and come here.” Shizuru snatched the book out of his hands. Who the hell was he trying to fool? The words weren’t located on Keiko’s chest. She’d have to issue a few pointers before they left. The male got up but didn’t look too happy. “Now stand next to Keiko and act like you are flirting.”


“Must I?” He couldn’t believe he was having to do this. What the hell was this going to accomplish? As soon as the girl opened her mouth the man would run for the nearest exit. He seemed stumped on what to say so he mocked what Shizuru was quoting. He felt stupid having to act a certain way. Keiko looked just as uncomfortable as himself. For thirty minutes he was tortured as the girl listened and nodded. His patience had been worn thin before it was time to depart. Not how he wanted to spend his Saturday evening.


Keiko suddenly wished she was Shizuru more than ever. A slow dance was playing and the two were up there together. She’d danced a few times with strange men but had declined any more offers. There was a dull ache in her chest as the couple leaned closer. The only thing this weekend had accomplished so far was reminding her of exactly what she wasn’t. The sounds coming from the room last night had been all too revealing. Both had been moaning and calling out in pleasure. While she’d moaned a few times with Yusuke it had been nothing like that. Also the only time Yusuke had moaned was when he finished. Then it was a slight little hiss.


It reinforced the knowledge that she sucked in the sack. No wonder Yusuke had cheated on her and left her for someone else. His new girlfriend probably had him making the same noises. Why should she bother getting a man if she was going to lose him as soon as she opened her legs? She must be lacking something but what? The arms tightened around Shizuru as green eyes caught hers. Keiko blushed and looked away. Great now he’d seen her staring.


The shaking fingers wrapped around the glass as a shadow fell over her. She turned and tried to smile at the new arrival. The invitation to dance was accepted without much chance of denial. The hand was already pulling her towards the dance floor before she could open her mouth. At least she’d be able to put her drink down. It got her away from the couple for a few minutes. Another slow song kicked in so the man pulled her close. She took the time to study her newest dance partner. He was ruggedly handsome but a bit tall for her taste. Not to mention they ‘d just begun moving and his hand was already an inch lower than needed.


Kurama leaned back against the leather seat as Shizuru made her way to the restroom. It was stuffy and overly crowded in the dance club. His eyes flickered over the floor until he spotted the girl. She was dancing with another male. Why had she been watching them? A scowl appeared across the delicate features as the large hand dropped, sliding across the firm ass. Keiko’s hand shot behind her to pull the hand back up to where it was appropriate. It wasn’t his place to give a damn if she was groped but he kept watching as the music continued. Unlike Shizuru, she didn’t seem to be handling the situation that well.


Keiko almost kneed the male as the hand began to dip again. What the hell? If she’d wanted his hand on her ass she would have left it there the first time. She wasn’t a piece of meat! The arm yanked her roughly forward pressing her stomach up against something unwanted. There was no mistaking the erection with her name on it. Or any female willing to introduce themself. This was too much, she hadn’t come here to find a bed partner. There was only one man she might consider sleeping with and it wasn’t the oversized ogre getting fresh with her. “Excuse me, I need to go sit down.”


“Why the rush Baby? The dance isn’t over yet.” The hold tightened as the words brushed across her cheeks. Oh hell no, the oaf wasn’t going to try and kiss her. She turned her head in time to avoid the unwanted contact. Having had enough mauling to last her a lifetime she tried to move away but the large arm refused to release her waist.


“May I cut in?”Kurama saw the relief as the arms released the tiny waist. The girl quickly stepped in his direction as the larger man scowled but didn’t protest. Nodding his thanks, he placed a hand on the small of Keiko’s back. She closed the distance as another song began. The male walked off seeing that he wasn’t going to score. He saw Shizuru walking back to the table but didn’t stop dancing. Keiko might get insulted if he left before hand. Even if he’d only done it to stop a scene.


A jolt of awareness shot down her spine as the hand came to rest upon the small of her back. The hand holding hers felt incredibly soft but firm. If only he hadn’t chosen to dance with her to come to her rescue. She was surprised he hadn’t returned to his seat yet since Shizuru was sitting at the table alone nursing a beer. “Thanks.”


“Your welcome,” He pulled her closer as the male was seen out the corner of his eye watching them. It brought the supple breast against his chest. Heat flooded his veins as the firm mounds pressed against him. He was shocked when her head came to rest just below his shoulder. It was the closest he’d ever come in contact with her. The arm around the now tense shoulder moved until the hand was resting upon the nape of his neck. The touch sent a wave of awareness to his groin as they swayed slowly.


Keiko smiled as the heat radiated from the hard chest. Just for a minute she wanted to memorize what it felt like to be in his arms. The reason she was there didn’t matter or the fact that he really didn’t want her there. The feeling was spreading throughout her entire being as the hold tightened and the cheek came to rest upon her crown. What she wouldn’t give to have time freeze and to remain like this. But too soon the music came to an end and so did the embrace.

“You are out of your mind.” Keiko knew the blood had left her face as the woman stood there proudly. How the hell did she get herself into these things. Oh yeah by lying through her teeth, that’s how. For two months she’d been coming over listening to Shizuru’s advice. Of course she hadn’t used any of it. The only thing that kept her coming back for more was to spend time with the male now sitting on the couch looking just as outraged. He had every right to be. He seemed to tolerate her presence now but that didn’t change anything. It was probably because she went home and didn’t over stay her welcome. Then again she had to leave in order to keep up her lie.


Shizuru had asked how the flirting was going. Seeing the fox scoff during dinner Keiko had felt hurt that the man didn’t think she could get a man to flirt with her. So it had begun. She’d told them, that things were going well. That she’d flirted with her so called crush several times. That had gotten bigger and even more outlandish as the weeks passed. Now she’d been dating the guy for five weeks and going out on Friday nights with him. In truth she sat home eating ice cream and wanting to toss herself in front of a moving truck.


At lunch Shizuru had asked her if they’d done anything yet. Of course not, hard to do anything with thin air. Instead Keiko had lied and said they’d kissed but that was all. Shizuru had sensed something amiss and asked what was wrong with the guy’s kissing. Keiko had said nothing she just wasn’t sure if she’d been up to par. Her exact comment being, “It’s just I really like this guy and I’m scared that he didn’t enjoy it.” So Shizuru was trying to give her pointers on how to kiss a man and make his toes curl. Did she need rancid breath?


“Oh come on Kurama it’s just one little kiss, it isn’t going to kill you.” Shizuru huffed as the man glared. Besides what was he complaining about? She’d seen the way he’d been watching Keiko. She wasn’t stupid or naive. She was sure if they weren’t together and if Keiko wasn’t Yusuke’s ex the fox would have already tried to seduce her. She wasn’t sure why he tried to act indifferent. “Let her try it on you and tell us what you think.”


“You are becoming a pain in the ass.” Kurama placed the book down as he stood. Fine but she better not bitch at him later. If she wanted him to kiss the damn girl then he would. Not like he had to worry about his toes curling. As long as she didn’t bite his tongue or scrape her teeth against him then he wouldn’t complain. The girl looked ready to bolt out of the room as he closed the distance between them. Wasn’t it good enough that he let her come over every weekend? She wasn’t annoying like he’d been worried about but her presence unnerved him for some reason. “Fine but she better not hit me for it.”


“Wa...” Keiko blushed and brown eyes widened as her chin was caught between two fingers. This couldn’t be happening, how the hell was she supposed to respond? She couldn’t kiss him. Smooth lips ghosted over her own before making solid contact. The hand left her chin to cup the back of her neck pulling her closer as the wet tongue probed the closed lips. Deciding to allow it to happen the lips parted allowing the pink muscle to enter. Heat flared to life as it began to stroke against her own. All thoughts went blank as she gave in.


Kurama was about to pull away when the tongue came to clash against his. It brushed and probed as he tasted and teased. His body responded as the kiss deepened. Hands landed against his chest as his free one came to rest upon the girl’s waist. He pulled her against him as he took control. His senses were overloaded as the world went dark and his mouth opened wider. His toes weren’t curling but he felt like he was about to fall as the fingers tightened in his shirt.


Shizuru gawked at the pair and didn’t move. He’d never kissed her like that. Did the fox even realize what he was doing? Shizuru wouldn’t be surprised if he were trying to devour Keiko’s mouth. She was sure she wouldn’t be able to wedge a needle in there with how tight the lips were locked together. Minutes went by as she watched the hand begin roaming up the stretch of spine. A moan escaped both of them and she felt like she should be charged admission. Part of her was envious and the other wanted to punch the man for being an ass. Making a big protest but was kissing the girl like they were old lovers. She was sure she just saw a glimpse of tongue as the man repositioned his head, tilting it as he explored.


Keiko felt like she was drowning as the tongue sent waves of heat through her stomach. She was thankful for the arm around her waist or she’d have fallen. It felt too good to be real. If he kissed like this then no wonder Shizuru had been moaning. Hell she was ready to swoon as he continued to plunder the inner sanctum. It was no longer soft or gentle but the mouth was becoming demanding. It left her feeling light headed and weak. Someone clearing their throat made them both yank apart. She almost stumbled as the arms released her so suddenly. Shizuru’s voice made her blush. “So how was it?”


“I think she better go find someone else to practice on.” Kurama took a deep breath as his hormones refused to calm down. Running a hand through his hair he turned and headed for the safety of his bedroom. He had to get away before things got further out of hand. With any luck Shizuru hadn’t seen the evidence of just how much he’d enjoyed it. His toes hadn’t curled but it had been unlike anything he’d ever experienced. He’d been ready to take her regardless of his girlfriend standing there. His hands shook as he leaned against the door. Damn, why had he’d agreed to do it?


Keiko felt like she’d been punched in the face. Had it been that bad for him? She was still shaky and weak from it and he said she needed practice. Did he really think she needed a practice doll or something? Yusuke had never complained about the way she kissed. She groaned when that thought entered her mind. Yeah and he also had to find someone else to please him. Yusuke was the type to keep it to himself as not to hurt her feelings while Kurama was the honest one. The man was blunt and honest to a fault but why did hearing the truth hurt so much? Because she’d finally experienced his kiss and he basically said she sucked at it. “I gotta go.”


“Wait Keiko,” Shizuru felt shitty as the hint of tears welled in the girl’s eyes. Dammit she was going to thrash that inconsiderate jerk. Her friend didn’t bother remaining but grabbed her purse and fled. So much for them going out tonight. Why the fuck would he say something like that. If the girl needed practice then he was sure one hell of an actor. Did the man even realize how long he’d taken to come to that conclusion? From her previous experiences when someone kissed like a dirty dishrag, one usually pulled away. As the door slammed shut behind the distressed girl she turned eyes to the closed bedroom door. The fox was about to get an earful.


Kurama almost snapped as the woman came in looking extremely pissed and out for his head. “I do not want to hear it. You made the suggestion so live with it.” His knuckles turned white as he gripped the edge of the bed. His body was still trying to calm as the tall woman stalked over in rage. Well, he should be pissed off too. What kind of girlfriend asked the one she was with to kiss another? Though he was sure she hadn’t thought he’d react that way. Damn he hadn’t thought it possible to react that way to anyone much less Keiko.


“I know I did and that’s not why I’m pissed. Though I should be since you’ve never acted that way with me. What the hell were you thinking? Her confidence is already low, yet you go and make some stupid as remark. You would have done better to say ‘You Suck.’ Next time just nod politely instead of opening your mouth.” Shizuru didn’t move as the man stood up and moved until only an inch separated them. The usually gentle hand gripped her arm in a demanding hold.


“I did not mean it in that manner. I was merely suggesting that she find someone else to practice on. Simply because if you were to force me to do so again then you’d be forced to sit on the couch and listen to me fucking your friend. Somehow I doubt Keiko would have been too pleased if I’d have carried her in here and shown her exactly how much I enjoyed it. So unless you wish to end our relationship so I can pursue another I suggest you leave me out of your lessons from now on.” Kurama released the hand. Guilt washed through him at the horrified expression confronting him. Whatever got the point across. His body refused to stop raging beneath his heated flesh. It wanted to go after the girl and see what else he could get from her.


Shizuru didn’t move as he slammed the bathroom door hard enough to make the hinges snap in the wood. Confusion and resignation climbed to her subconscious as she sat on the bed where he’d just vacated from. Has she just caused their relationship to end. No, she wasn’t stupid or naive. Kurama was attracted to Keiko and it hadn’t just started tonight. How would the man act now that he’d gotten to experienced just a taste? Was it time for her to move on? It would suck losing him since they had something good going but they weren’t in love with each other. Maybe part of the problem was the fox was starting to fall and it wasn’t for her.


“Are you sure?” Keiko yawned as she stretched. The evening had been really pleasant. But that had to do with the fact that Kurama wasn’t here. It’d been three weeks since then and she hadn’t seen him. It was better this way. She couldn’t handle it anymore. It was hard being in his home but tolerable. Shizuru had called this morning saying the man was gone for the weekend and wanted company. It had taken a lot of begging but Keiko had given in. She still felt bad about enjoying the man’s kiss.


“Yes, go ahead and get some sleep. In the morning we’ll go get some breakfast.” Shizuru looked at the clock and almost panicked. She just hoped it wouldn’t take Keiko long to fall asleep. To ensure that it happened soon she also stood and said her goodnights. Walking into her room she shut off all the lights and sat on the edge of the bed. Two hours and he’d be home but she’d be gone by then. She’d have her answer tonight if anything. Though not like she really needed it. This was just to give the fox a push in the right direction. She’d have ended things this week but needed to keep the relationship open to make this happen.


The fox had been in a piss poor mood since that day. Claiming it was nothing while glancing over at the chair Keiko had occupied during dinner was almost laughable. Last weekend had been the worst. Every time the phone had rung the man had tensed. Shizuru wanted to call him pathetic but refrained not wanting to anger him. If she were correct then she wanted them to remain friends. If not then Keiko wouldn’t feel right about getting involved with the fox. This way the girl wouldn’t feel any guilt over them splitting. Shizuru just hoped Keiko really wasn’t in love with this other guy.


The minutes ticked by as she thought of the man’s attitude. Why did he act the way he did if he wanted the girl? He’d been indifferent towards her since Yusuke and her had split. Before that he’d been pleasant towards Keiko. It wasn’t until she’d started coming around after becoming single. Had the fox liked her to begin with and was hiding it behind anger and fake hatred? There was only one way to know and that was make the man confront the problem. Tonight it would be waiting for him.


Thirty minutes before the man was due home she crept out of the bedroom leaving it open. No need to bother shutting it. Her purse was already sitting in the car along with her clothes. She palmed the keys and stuck them in her pocket. No sound was made as she listened at the bedroom door. Taking a deep breath she turned the knob. It only creaked for a second before coming fully open. In the moonlight she spotted the girl sleeping peacefully. Walking towards the bed she smirked before adding her own touches. The sheet was pulled down to the foot of the beds. A hand was tucked under the pillow the other resting on the bed. The long gown was flipped up exposing a good amount of leg and thigh. She couldn’t force it up without risking waking the girl.


The door was left wide open, the man would see her as soon as he came into the hall. Every night before going to bed she’d noticed him glancing towards the closed door. He’d glance tonight as well and get a surprise. She almost felt evil but it was almost fun. She had to be completely insane, she was trying to ensure that her soon to be ex fucked her friend. Oh well, if they wanted each other it was bound to happen sooner or later. Sooner for the fox’s sanity and Keiko’s. With a silent ‘Good Luck,’ she left the apartment and headed for her car.


Kurama locked the door and noticed how dark it was. He wasn’t going to ponder the lack of lights since he’d noticed Shizuru’s car missing. So she’d still been pissed and left. He didn’t know what to do about her now. Things had been great between them, with it being a convenient relationship. What bothered him was his feelings for the other female. He wasn’t sure what to do. He couldn’t say he hated her anymore or even disliked her. Hell he wasn’t sure if he ever had.


All he knew was what he’d seen of her from Yusuke’s point of view and their relationship. But he’d actually found her company to be pleasing at times. It hadn’t helped matters when he’d kissed her. Now he wanted more and couldn’t stop thinking about it. He knew it was wrong wanting to sleep with his best friend’s girl. Didn’t matter if they weren’t together he was sure Yusuke still loved her. The man still talked about her all the time. Was always asking him questions. How could he look the man in the eye and say ‘I want to fuck her.’


It didn’t help when Shizuru made sure to point it out when he was caught thinking about the girl. It might be best if he ended things until he knew where he stood. His shoes hit the floor as he took the jacket off. It was discarded on the couch before making his way down the hall. Why was the spare bedroom door open? Had Shizuru gone in there today? He glanced in the room to reach for the knob and paused. His heart plummeted and his blood rushed. What the hell was she doing in here? Had his hard thinking made her materialize. Shizuru wasn’t here so it why would she be over?


Startled green eyes left the peaceful face to lower down. He was damned and this was hell! The white gown was tangled, wrapped around her waist. The white panties were a contrast against the blue sheets. The creamy pale thighs were slightly parted allowing him to see the soft crease of her core. His throat constricted, his mind began to spin. A slight moan slipped past the girl’s parted lips. “Ku.....ma.”


Blood pooled to his groin hearing what had to be his name slip. Was she dreaming? He shook his head but his feet were taking him deeper into the room. He didn’t know if Shizuru would be back soon or if she’d be gone all night. The door was shut and locked in case. If she came back tonight then he’d just have to apologize later. His cock was straining against the harsh material. His mind screamed that he’d be taking advantage of her. Yet why else would she be here without Shizuru? Not only that but her door had been open. She had to know he’d come home eventually and see inside. Why tempt him if she didn’t want it?


His clothes were discarded before he reached the bed. The erection rubbed against the cool sheets as he worked his hands up the smooth legs. The panties were slid down and off causing her to stir slightly. The even breathing let him know she was still sleeping. Her sex was exposed as he pushed the legs apart. A hand came up to roam over the flat surface of the girl’s stomach as the face turned. What patience he might have had was no longer present. It had been discarded over the last two weeks while fighting over what he wanted. There was no doubt left in his mind as his lips found her sweet petals. The intake of breath made him kiss the sensitive folds.


“Uhn,” Keiko moaned as something hot and wet slid over her core. She had to be dreaming, this had to be why she was feeling the sensations. Her mind conjured up thick long red hair and penetrating emerald eyes as the heat raced through her center. Oh yes, the torture was now centering on her small nerve. She felt her body growing damp from the pleasure. Shame it was a dream and he really wasn’t kissing her there. The tongue was making the strange tension build as it flicked over her clit in circular motions.


He felt her stirring but she wasn’t completely awake shit. “Open your eyes Keiko.” He nipped against the small nerve filling the room with a gasp. It was torn between one of surprise and pleasure. A hand reached for his hair but he didn’t pick up his head. Instead he suckled on the jewel making the fingers tighten. He’d have her awake as she found release. She’d know exactly who took her this time. His thumb ran along the wet folds prying them apart. The slim hips left the bed as he inserted a finger inside the soaked passage. He felt his cock jerk in anticipation as the tight walls clamped down and squeezed.


Disbelief and wonder filled her as the finger began to move slowly. It was her undoing as the tongue brought the unknown feeling crashing down. She cried out as the pleasure washed over her leaving her stunned. Her core ached even though she’d just experienced that intense release. Her mind screamed she had to still be dreaming as her eyes looked down to see the red hair starting to climb towards her. He couldn’t really be here, he wasn’t supposed to be home tonight. But the hot flesh beneath her fingertips felt all to real as he settled between her parted thighs. So did the smooth tip brushing against her entrance.


Kurama lowered his mouth and caught hers, the kiss was the same as before. It left him feeling weak as he began to push into the wet heat. He couldn’t stop the harsh cry as the walls crushed the hard length. Every inch was being forced deeper as she whimpered and clawed at his back. His mind went blank except for the feel of her wrapped around him. The kiss was broken as he drew out slowly. Breath became hard as he thrust back in. She called out his name as he buried himself deep within the tight sheath.


Keiko closed her eyes but had no doubt that it was real. The overwhelming feeling of being stretch couldn’t be ignored. There was no pain but the ache was strong. The thick member began to move but the man’s face was pinched as if in pain. Or was it another emotion? Worry began to fill her as he swore. What was wrong? Thinking he wasn’t enjoying it she decided to move. Holding onto his back she used her legs to push her hips up towards him. She moaned as it pushed the heated length back inside. It felt wonderful so she repeated the action.


Kurama tensed as she began moving beneath him. He’d almost came and had to stop in order to gain control. His balls tightened as the walls slid up to encase the throbbing erection. His restraint snapped as she moved beneath him. The fingers dug deep into his shoulder as he gave several quick hard thrusts. The release broke as he shuddered over the girl. He swore again as he rolled off and sat on the edge of the bed. His blood raged as his member twitched ready for more.


Keiko frowned when he didn’t look back at her. The harsh swearing made her wince in pain. Had she done something wrong? Her eyes went to the semi hard erection laying against the man’s thigh. Shame and defeat filled her as he ran fingers through his hair. This couldn’t be happening to her. Was that his problem? Or should she say hers? She’d finally had a chance to be with him and she hadn’t even been able to keep him excited long enough to get started.


Mortification filled her as he stood up. The clothes on the floor was forgotten as he walked out of the room. His shoulders were slumped but he didn’t look back. The ache in her chest got her moving. She had no idea where Shizuru was and didn’t want to know. It was bad enough she’d allowed it to happen. Hell had it even happened? Could one count him sticking it in and then losing his erection actually having sex? If he’d gone ten minutes or so then she could accept it. That’s how long Yusuke had usually lasted. But hadn’t she heard him and Shizuru many nights? And the sound of them having sex had lasted between thirty minutes to an hour. One night she was sure it had lasted about three before the noise had quieted down.


She quickly pushed down the nightgown and slipped on her underwear. Digging through her back she found a pair of pants. Not caring that the make shift outfit stood out she pulled them on. Movement was heard from his bedroom as she stuff her things in the duffel bag. She had to get out of here and now. Her keys were grabbed from the dresser along with her purse. He didn’t try to stop her as she walked out the door. The tears came once she was in the safety of her own car. What the hell had she just done?


Yusuke waited for the door to open. The wooden frame was yanked open to show a very rough looking Kurama. The fox looked like hell, almost as bad as himself. Where had the man been for the last few days? “Where ya been man? I’ve been trying to call you. Dammit, I need a stiff drink. Shit, mind if I come in?”


“Sure,” Kurama let him enter and wondered what had brought the man to his door. Had Keiko finally gone to her ex about what had happened last weekend? Shizuru had called several times also but he refused to talk to her. The one person he’d hoped would call, hadn’t. It was just as well, not like he’d know what to say. Apologizing wouldn’t go over well. As much as he’d wanted to, he shouldn’t have touched her. He’d still been with Shizuru at the time. He’d seen the guilt and crushed look that had come over her face. She’d instantly regretted him touching her. “You look worse than I do.”


“Yeah well you go days without eating at a time and see how you look.” Yusuke plopped down on the couch. Where had he gone so wrong? “You ever stop and wonder where you went wrong in life? I mean when did things start to get so fucked up you didn’t want to wake up? Ever feel like punching something when fate kicks you right in the teeth? I think I’ve fucked up big time and sad part is there isn’t a damned thing I can do about it now. It’s all over and I’m stuck with the bed I’ve made. Not that I’d try if there was a chance, it’s just fucked up how things turn out. Know what I mean?”

“I know that you are babbling on my couch without taking your shoes off first. Hand them here please.” Kurama took the dirty shoes and ignored the pungent smell. When had the man last washed the sneakers? He wasn’t about to insult his friend and ask. If the man wasn’t here to demand why he’d fucked Keiko then what had brought Yusuke to his door. “Why don’t you start at the beginning since I got the feeling you are about to use my shoulder to bitch on.” Not that he really wanted to listen since he had his own problems but Yusuke wouldn’t leave until he’d vented.


“Well, I guess I’m not sure why I was unhappy to begin with. I’m talking about me and Keiko. I thought we’d be happy moving in together. I’m not sure what really happened. She was going to school and working, so we rarely got to see each other. I guess I handled it the wrong way. See I met this girl and she was really hot. One thing led to another and I ended up fucking her at work. It was exciting and not to mention the sex was awesome. The sex with Keiko was never really that bad, hell if anyone should complain it was her. You remember me telling you that she just laid there. Well, it was because I told her to. If we got too carried away I’d only last a couple minutes. Even when there wasn’t much I still didn’t last long. I guess being able to go with a woman and enjoying it for a while I looked at it the wrong way.” Yusuke saw the burning glare directed at him.


“Are you telling me that you cheated on Keiko with someone?” Kurama narrowed his eyes. He wasn’t going to sit here and listen to confessions. If the boy felt the need to apologize then he should find the girl he’d wronged. Just what else had Yusuke done or lied about. “What else have you been lying about?”


“Um don’t take this the wrong way but I cheated on her several times. I think she knew months before we actually split but didn’t say anything. I’m not sure if she found out through you or not. But I was kind of using you as a cover story. Seemed like the brightest idea at the time. Don’t look at me like that, I know I was wrong. Hell, I had a woman that was willing to help me pay the bills. She would clean up after my ass and even made sure to come home and cook before heading to school. Now I have a woman that would rather blow my money than get a job. She’s a total slob, worse than my mother. Do you know how hard it is to get beer out of furniture or the carpet? True she doesn’t bitch at me but if she isn’t asking for money or fucking then we aren’t talking.”


“I guess it’s all coming back on me now. I took Keiko’s nagging for being bitchy when she was just worried about me. All those times I’d messed up and she’d come home late at night after work and would clean up I never appreciated it. Now I know how she felt. Hell if I’d been her I’d bitch to. There she was trying to make things work and I was off getting my dick sucked.” Yusuke saw the fury as the fox clenched his fist. “There is something else you should now. Remember when we broke up and I said a few things about her. Like sucking in bed, being bitchy and lied about having to eat out. Well I said most of it because I wanted you not to like her. I guess I didn’t want you to succeed where I’d failed.”


“You have one minute to explain yourself.” It was hard to believe and accept that the reason the two had split was because his friend had been unfaithful. Then to hear that most of the complaints had been over- exaggerated. Especially the sex, he knew for a fact that it wasn’t terrible. If anything she’d been so tight he’d lost his control. He couldn’t imagine how good it’d feel being able to last longer and take his time. What did Yusuke mean by succeeding where he’d failed, why bother lying?


“Remember the first day you saw me walking. Well, I was actually on my way to go see the girl I was messing with at the time. Keiko got out of school the same time I got out of work. She’d come home make dinner before heading into work. So when I said I was going to get some food I lied. It seemed like a good excuse but I saw the look that crossed your face. Then the few times she called and was bitching at me, you seemed to take my side over hers. I guess it felt good having someone on my side even if you didn’t know the truth. It helped appease some of my guilt seeing your dislike growing for her. I guess I was telling myself that if you didn’t like her then there was a reason I was being unfaithful. Perhaps it was her fault I couldn’t stop. Well, when she finally did catch me and confronted me things didn’t go too well. I realized something that had really been bothering me.” Yusuke wasn’t sure how the man would take hearing the rest but would finish. “After we split I got to thinking and I realized what had went wrong and why I wasn’t happy with her. I think deep down I knew she wasn’t in love with me. When we fought it came out and she didn’t deny it. I’m not sure when it happened but at some point in our relationship Keiko started seeing you as more than a friend. So what I’m trying to say is that my allowing you to see her a certain way and by lying I was appeasing my anger. It was wrong of me but I didn’t want you to have her since I couldn’t keep her.”


“I’ll have you know it worked. All these months I believed a picture of her that you’d created. I can only imagine what she thought of my attitude towards her. Should I tell you how many times she called looking for you. No doubt believing you were with me. Would it make you feel better knowing that I yelled at her because of you? That I talked down to her. I believed that she was a self centered nagging female until recently. Even when I started to see another side of her I let what I thought I know cloud my judgement. If you feel the need to apologize then I am not the one you should be talking to. But I suggest you get out of my house before I forget that we have been friends for so long. Leave before I kill you.” Kurama’s voice came out soft but deadly making the toushin move. He didn’t want to look at the man a second longer. The turbulent emotions were making him want to lash out. He could understand Yusuke’s reasons somewhat. The man had been jealous and wanted to assure that he didn’t become interested in the girl that he’d soon be losing.


If what Yusuke said was true then what about the other man in Keiko’s life? Had she found someone else? Is that why she left after regretting allowing him to touch her. Had she regretted it or had it been something else. She had to be use to Yusuke not lasting long so she couldn’t have been upset over that. Maybe it was due to Shizuru she’d been upset. The only way to get any straight answers would be to ask the girl. Would she talk to him?

“So what else did he tell you?” Shizuru lit her cigarette as the waitress came to take their plates. It felt kind of strange having to listen to the man’s problems but she figured it was the least she could do since she’d help to create some. She hadn’t been expecting the nitwit to get up and walk out of the room after sleeping with Keiko though. He’d never done so with her, what the hell had he been thinking? She’d seen Keiko only once in the last week. She’d been shopping with her parents but hadn’t looked too good.


“Well, besides that a bunch of the bullshit he’d told me being lies. He mentioned Keiko having some feelings for me. Not sure if that part is true or not.” Kurama wasn’t sure why he was telling his ex this but if someone could talk to Keiko for him it was Shizuru. It also eased some of his guilt to learn that she’d set him up. While adding to it of course, Keiko hadn’t been expecting him home or laying there to entice him. It had all been the woman’s doing.


“I think you’re an idiot. You want to blame Yusuke for how you’d treated her but I say you have to take just as much blame for it if not more. Simply because Yusuke could tell me whatever the hell he wanted about Keiko and I wouldn’t take any of it to heart. There is always two sides of the story. Hell if Yusuke were my boyfriend I would have done more than yelled at him. But isn’t it always the man’s way of making it seem like everything is the woman’s fault. Always kind enough to omit their parts. He would have found himself making a quick trip up to Koenma’s if he’d have cheated on me. I wouldn’t have folded the bastard’s laundry while waiting to confront him. You played your own part.” She took a puff of the smoke and laughed, the fox didn’t like hearing the truth. “Look why don’t you just admit that you did some raunchy shit and apologize to her. Before you do why don’t you figure out why you were so willing to believe it. You didn’t seem to have a problem with Keiko until she became available. I think you wanted to dislike her that way you wouldn’t have to confront feelings what were already there. Maybe it was because you were with me or you didn’t know how to handle liking your best friend’s piece. Hell if I know but I suggest you do something about it. Get off your ass, figure out what you want. And if it’s Keiko, I think you better do something quick before you end up in the same situation as Yusuke.”


“Easily said but I doubt she’ll talk to me now. What do you think I should say? Sorry, I had a blowout and left you feeling disappointed?” He muttered but the girl’s outburst of laughter made him cringe. He didn’t need her laughing, he felt bad as it was. It had never happened to him before and it made his confidence in himself laughable. Would the girl give him another chance to perform. Not only had the sex been disappointing but their lack of communication needed to be worked upon. Was she still even interested in him after months of his callous attitude. “Tell me what you know of this other guy.”


“Nothing! I don’t think anyone knows about him. I’m not sure if he even exists. Think about it, when she described him. I think she was describing you without coming out and telling us too much. Let me see what I can do for you. Maybe I can get her over to the apartment but then the rest is up to you. I’d suggest another lesson. Leave everything to me and I’ll give you a call on Thursday.” Shizuru knew she’d have to have a talk with Keiko before hand. But what to say?!


“Hey Shizuru,” Keiko allowed the woman to enter but was surprised to see her. Even more so that she hadn’t struck her. Guilt hung heavy on her shoulders from the condemning truth. Was the woman here to demand answers? How could she possibly explain the reasons behind attempting to sleep with the fox? Then she’d have to admit to coveting the woman’s man for months. Just how bad would that make her look? Who the hell was she kidding? She was a terrible person that deserved to have her ass kicked for betraying friend’s trust. The betrayal was going to cost her much it seemed. How could she face either of them now? Especially him, every time she thought of him she could see just how big of a failure she really was.


“Hey yourself, you don’t look too good. Where you been hiding?” Shizuru was glad that her parents weren’t home, she could get right to the point. It was Thursday evening and Kurama had already called her twice. It wasn’t her fault that the girl was avoiding everyone like the black plague. Instead of calling she’d decided just to show up at the front door. Those two really needed to talk and settle things. If they couldn’t form a relationship, a friendship was better than nothing. Somehow she doubted Keiko would be able to handle just a friendship with the man after this. Yusuke was one thing but she acted different around Kurama.


“Nowhere, been busy with school.” Keiko could see the accusation, so the woman knew it was a lie. Figures, not like it really mattered. If only she could turn back time then she’d be smart and keep her distance from the man. She should never have used Shizuru’s suggestion to get closer to him. But she had done so and now look where she was. She’d have no Kurama and in a matter of minutes she’d be losing her best friend. “So is there a reason you stopped by?”


“Actually yes, I talked to Kurama.” Shizuru almost regretted bringing the name up when the girl paled. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad Keiko. I knew it was going to happen. That’s why I invited you over, well kind of. Guess I’ll fess up to my part in it. After you two kissed I realized a few things and I left that night to see what would happen. I didn’t expect things to go that horrible but I’d never pegged him for a moron either. I’ll be blunt so I can get out of here. Yusuke had a lot to do with Kurama’s attitude, though I’m not going to make any excuses for him. I just came to ask you to hear him out.”


“No! It doesn’t matter what his reasons were. And I’m sure you meant well. I’ll admit I was wrong by having feelings for someone that was already taken. I should never have thought about him in that manner but it’s too late to undo everything. No matter what happened that night the fact still remains that it meant nothing, especially to him. He’s never really been that keen on me, that hasn’t changed. We were never close, we never will be. It’s just best to let it go and move on. I don’t want to talk to him nor about it.” Keiko sighed when the older woman shook her head. No one had to understand how she felt. It just had to be this way. She was trying to accept her part in it and move on. Rehashing and discussing it would solve nothing. Besides him admitting he was horny and she available. Or that he’d been solely disappointed.


“Are you sure?” Shizuru wished she knew all the details. What could bring that look of defeat and dismay to her face? Kurama had said he’d only lasted a minute. Then shouldn’t Keiko be the one pissed about being left unfilled and disappointed? Instead the girl looked weighed down by remorse and grief. The sex couldn’t have been that bad. Hell he should have at least gotten some foreplay in. The fox had a lot to answer for it seemed. “Okay, well I tried. If you change your mind give him a call.”

“I don’t think that’ll work Haru.” Keiko pulled the tube away before the man exploded them both. Why did she have to get stuck with an idiot for a lab partner. A cute and very charming one but a dumbass just the same. He made Yusuke look like a science genius at times. She’d have to do all the work if they were going to get their project done and turned in on time. They had two days left and the lazy tart hadn’t done his half. She’d taken up the chore of doing the actual paperwork while he’d agreed to do the physical labor. It was a thesis on how different compounds reacted to each other. She had everything ready for their conclusions and there was no work done. If she flunked she was going to hang him from the roof by his toenails.


“Sure it will Babe, just let me handle all this and you sit there. Or if you really want to experience an explosive reaction I can think of something else to do. Wanna see if our juices are compatible?” he grinned as the girl snatched the clear vial out his hand. Well, he guessed that was out of the options. Damn shame, the girl had one nice ass back there. Blue eyes strayed as she bent over to empty the contents in the proper container.


“I’m going to need some more water. Did you bring the chlorine like I asked?” Keiko ignored the sexual hint and tried to focus on finishing. Her stomach was growling and at this rate she’d be here to midnight. She might get more done if she sent the man home and just did everything herself. His ogling of her backside could be ignored but not his laziness. “Go fetch it for me please.”


“What do I get if I do?” The scowl made him move but didn’t hinder his amusement of the situation. The girl needed to loosen up. She’d been cranky for the last few weeks. He knew she’d been awhile without a man. Yep, what she needed was a good lay to help improve her mood and he was just the one to give it to her. He palmed the jar and placed it on the table. “Here you go. Anything else I can do for you Babe?”


“You can lie and act like you actually did something so you can get a good mark.” Keiko blushed as he stood too close. Usually she’d be flattered at the attention but now it was making her nervous. She knew of his reputation as a player. The man was very picky about whom he chased but usually got what he wanted. He had the looks and the attitude on most days. He was the same height as Yusuke but had thick blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. She’d also seen him outside playing football with the other guys, he had a nice chest on him as well. More muscular than Kurama’s but somehow she preferred the fox’s. More than likely she was just bias due to feelings but that was her lot in life.


“So, I hear you still haven’t gotten back with that one guy. Does this mean you are ready to start dating? You know as of yesterday I’m single as well. Perhaps this is fate.” He grinned when she rolled her eyes. Didn’t have to be fate, just an opportunity. His eyes lingered as she bent over to grab the dropper. The back stiffened as his palm came to rest near the small of her back. Playing coy he leaned over as well, watching her mix the chemicals.


Keiko felt like snapping as the hand rested but she didn’t want to drop the vial in her hand. Let him try to score, it would get him nowhere. She waited the few seconds to see if there was any type of reaction before placing it back. The fingers began to roam up her spine as she jotted down some notes. Only twenty-nine more combinations to go and she could go home. This would go faster if he were working along with her. The pen stalled over the notepad as the hand dipped down to the curve of her ass. The man was asking to be tossed out of the window. She’d just have to fail for assassinating her lab partner. Tell the professor they hadn’t mixed well together.


“I suggest you remove that roaming hand, unless you feel like having it detached at the wrist.” The cold voice caused both of them to turn around. Kurama kept his eyes focused on the blonde male that didn’t look too pleased with his arrival. Just as well, he didn’t care for his presence either. After waiting weeks for the girl to contact him he’d gotten tired of the run around. It had only taken him asking once for Yusuke to inform him where Keiko could be found. He needed to corner her when she wasn’t at home and lately that’s where the girl stayed. He’d never taken the time to learn her schedule. Hearing she’d be at school tonight working in the lab had been the perfect opportunity to speak to her. Walking in and seeing an unwelcome hand about to get a handful of ass wasn’t appreciated.


“Who the hell are you?” The blonde snapped right back at him obviously not intimidated by the threat. Kurama stared the other male down. The same offending hand came to land on Keiko’s shoulder as the girl stood straight up. Kurama didn’t like the way the man was hovering over her. He’d come to the conclusion that there had been no other male, perhaps he’d been wrong in his assumption. Still, he wasn’t going to leave without speaking to her.


“It’s okay, he’s a friend.” Keiko almost choked on the word friend. The man wasn’t that nor was he wanted her. But Kurama wouldn’t take the guy being rude to him. Despite how well Haru might handle himself against a normal human he was no match for the fox. She wouldn’t have them fighting for no reason. Well, more like Kurama knocking the guy out and her feeling guilty over it. “I’ll finish up here Haru, you go ahead and go home. I’ll be fine, what I don’t get done tonight we’ll do tomorrow.”


Kurama couldn’t stop the surge of jealousy as the hand gave the tender shoulder a slight squeeze in affection. He could sense the man’s hesitation in leaving Keiko. Just who the hell was he anyways? The man gave him a thorough look before grabbing a black bag off the floor. It was tossed over his shoulders as Keiko bid the man farewell. Good, as soon as the man left the premises then they’d be alone. If she tried to run out then he’d use force to stop her. He’d have no problems tying her up and gagging her. She shouldn’t have been avoiding his phone calls. “We need to talk.”


“No, we don’t. We have nothing to discuss as far as I am concerned. You wasted your time in coming here.” She tried to keep her tone light and carefree. He wouldn’t be allowed to see how much she’d been hurt. He should leave so she could finish this up and go home. Why did he want to talk anyways? To make sure she knew what he thought of her? He’d made that clear over the months. It only took so many lewd remarks before one got the hint. So he didn’t like, he couldn’t stand to be around her. Well, she’d accept it and would stay out of his way. If he’d split with Shizuru then it wasn’t her fault. After all she’d woken up with his mouth planted on her snatch.


“I believe we do. You won’t be leaving until we have talked. So if you want to go home tonight you might want to reconsider listening. I have no problem with keeping you here until you hear me out.” Kurama walked over to the door and bolted the lock. A gasp of horror filled the room as he turned to face the girl. They’d get this done quick before he lost his patience. She’d had her chance to run, now it was time she stopped being stubborn. “How long do you plan on pretending that nothing happened? I assure you that even if it didn’t last long it did indeed occur. Now, tell me why did you allow it? You could have told me stop. Why let me continue if you were going to regret it later?”


“You jerk! Did you come here to appease your curiosity? Or do you find it funny? What would you have me say? That I wanted it to happen? Then yes, I did and that’s why I didn’t tell you to stop. Like you have room to talk of regret. I’m not the one that suddenly decided to walk out of the room without so much as a word. Hell even Yusuke would be kind enough to say, ‘I’m going to get a beer.’ I didn’t regret it until you did. So don’t come to me for answers to appease your guilt.” The sting of tears made her bite down on the trembling lip. She wouldn’t cry in front of him, he didn’t deserve to see her pain. Nor would he be likely to give a shit if she did. There was nothing to be done now, except forget. Forget she’d made a fool of herself by wanting the wrong person. It was what she deserved for wanting her friend’s boyfriend. Not to mention she’d started having the desires before her and Yusuke had parted ways. This was her getting what she deserved.


“You lie, I saw the look on your face. I walked out because I saw the regret and guilt. You didn’t bother trying to hide either. Should I have stayed in the room and apologized? Asked you not to wish it had never happened. I know what I saw Keiko and you were not happy that it happened. So why try to make me feel wrong for leaving you?” He snapped as the hint of salt filled the distance between them. Dammit, he wouldn’t let the sight of her tears affect him. He would not feel guilty over stating his case. She couldn’t deny it and she knew it. The girl had regretted it the moment it was over, it had been there for him to see. “Save your tears and answer me. You can not possibly make me feel any worse than I already do. I know now that it shouldn’t have happened. I should never have touched you.”


Keiko felt the chair support her weight as she sat down. The words were like stakes being driven into her chest. It was finalizing what she already knew. He had never wanted her, it was a huge mistake. Long gone was the hope that he might have actually wanted to deep down. When would she stop fooling herself? Stop looking for hope when there was none? He’d never given any hint that he might be interested. What could she possibly say to that? True, she’d been disappointed and regretted it after but not for those reasons. The sound of the bolt being undone made her glance up, he was leaving. This was to be the end of it. Tears were unleashed as the door opened. What could she say to make him stay? Nothing, she hadn’t been able to make him care for her over the years. Nothing she said now would make a difference. The red hair disappeared from sight, passing through the doorway. He was walking away from her, “I’m sorry. Sorry, I couldn’t be what you wanted. I never regretted actually being with you. I regretted not being who you wanted. I know you didn’t want me and the proof hurt. How was I supposed to feel when you couldn’t even stay interested long enough to finish?”


The pain tore through her chest as silence greeted her words. She spoke to the empty classroom as the sobs made her gasp for air. The words rolled out regardless of the lack of audience. “I’ve always known how you felt but it didn’t matter. I still wanted to be around you. It was you, I wanted you to see me as something besides Yusuke’s annoying girlfriend.” She stiffened at the sound of the door closing. She was content to leave her face buried in the sanctum of her palms. Anything so she wouldn’t have to see the pity and disbelief. If it was even him that had walked back inside. She didn’t want to hear him agree to what she’d just said. Knowing him he’d apologize for it. It wasn’t his problem, it was hers. She was the one wanting something that she couldn’t have.


“Are you that naive?” Kurama pushed aside the guilt as the heavy sobs shook the slim shoulders. Did she really think he’d lost interest but why? He hadn’t wanted to stop, it had just happened. Under normal circumstances he’d been ready for another round in a few minutes. But while trying to gain control, he’d noticed her remorse. Why would she feel remorse about thinking he’d lost interest? “What made you think I didn’t want you? I think I made that clear by climbing in the bed with you.”


“I saw it,” she felt the heat rushing to her face discussing it. Figures, she’d get embarrassed even though her heart felt like Yusuke had just blasted it with his finger. She didn’t want to speak about how his member had begun to grow flaccid because he found her lacking. Yet, the touch on her chin was trying to force her to look at him. Anger filled her at the display of concern. She swatted the hand away and sighed. If she was going to be spilling her guts then he’d admit the truth so she could get this over with. “I’m not that stupid, me and Yusuke slept together too many times not to know when a man is losing his erection. I think it’s simple to say that when a man loses his erection a minute into the sex then he’s not interested. So excuse me for being disappointed that you found me lacking. Sorry, for regretting not being able to make the one chance I had with you worth something.”


In all his years he’d never heard something so far-fetched and utterly ridiculous. He almost yelled at her for trying to be a smartass. The doe brown eyes turned back to him and he paused. The shame and sorrow were real, she believed what she said. He captured the chin to enforce eye contact. “Then we really do need to talk. I did not lose interest or lose my erection. Well, I did but not for that reason. If anyone should be disappointed it is I, with myself. What you saw was me sitting up and moving away so I could calm down. I got too excited and I’m ashamed to admit that I lost control. The reason I was only semi-hard was because I’d just gotten off. It had nothing to do with me not wanting you. The problem was I did and when I was finally inside, my performance was very poor. I left because I thought you regretted me touching you. I would have stayed with you otherwise.”


“I don’t believe that. I’m not your type and you’ve made it clear you don’t particularly care for me. If it were Yusuke then I’d say sure, he’d be interested if only for the sex. I know you well enough to know you don’t do casual. You won’t fuck someone you don’t find appealing out of bed as well. Don’t try to make me feel better by lying.” She didn’t need his pity or his fake look of shock. “Also, I heard you fucking Shizuru several times. I didn’t exactly stare at the clock but it took longer than a few minutes. So don’t try to tell me that you can’t last that long. Considering Yusuke never lasted more than five to ten, hearing you pounding away on another woman for an hour does count as some type of endurance.”


“I’m not sure if I should be appalled or embarrassed that you listened. I admit that yes under normal cases my stamina is better. Should I be crude or try to skirt around the obvious. Shizuru has had several lovers prior to me. Also, she and I use to interact quite often so she was already used to my size. While you on the other hand have only been with Yusuke and it being some months since the last time is also a factor. My excitement plus with how tight you were there was nothing I could do when you began to move beneath me. I, too was shocked at how fast I found release. Though I’m sure the next time may only be somewhat better. As far as me liking you as a person well what you said isn’t entirely untrue. I dislike the person I was led to believe you were. But as the weeks passed I saw someone else. It was that person I’ve grown to care for and that was the person I wanted.”


“What do you mean?” The heat rushed to her face hearing him talk about such an intimate detail. The sex was hardly an issue right now. It would never happen again if he didn’t like her as a person. What did he mean who he was led to believe she was? When had he thought her to be someone else? “You’re not making any sense. I’ve never acted to be anything else in front of you. Even when you made it obvious you didn’t like me I didn’t try to pretend to suit myself to your preferences. I wanted you to like me for who I was, even if I’m a tad bossy and can bitch when I’m angry.”


“Yes, I’ll agree with you there but as I was saying. I’ll be honest, since it is needed. I kept my distance from you since there was already an attraction on my part. You were with Yusuke which meant you were off limits. I wanted to dislike you personally so I wouldn’t desire you physically as well. I’m not sure if Yusuke ever picked up on this but whenever you two were having problems he came to me. All I heard was his side of things and I foolishly listened. In my mind I saw the image he created, wanting to see you as that person. I let it dictate some of the things I did and said towards you.” The brown eyes stayed focused as he went to his knees before the chair putting them eye level with each other. “It wasn’t until you started coming around without Yusuke that I saw something different. I wanted you then but couldn’t have you. I was stuck in a relationship with Shizuru and you were speaking of wanting another male.”


“There was no none else though.” The crooked smile made her stomach twist nervously as the palm came to rest against her tear stained cheek. Was he telling the truth? Did he really want her? If he did, was it only for what sex they might have? Too many questions left unanswered for her. “It’s kind of hard to swallow. Am I supposed to believe you want me when you couldn’t even enjoy kissing me? I don’t know what you want from me.”


“Another mis-communication on my part I assure you. I enjoyed kissing you very much. I wasn’t trying to insinuate that you practice on someone else due to it being unpleasant. Just that for you to do so on me then I would have been tempted to take you. Now that you brought that up, I’ll admit that I’d like to do so again. If I may,” the pink lips parted as he waited for an answer. The eyes widened as he moved forward, the process slow incase she decided it was something she didn’t want. Warm breath ghosted across his own mouth.


She closed her eyes and leaned forward. The supple lips were soft and gentle, placing a chaste kiss then another. The sensation sent a jolt of awareness down her spine. It was almost hard to accept as the kiss deepened. A warm tongue dipped into her moist cavern seeking it’s secret. Hands awkwardly reached out to touch the solid chest closing the distance between them. The heat radiated from the well defined torso as her fingertips explored over the cotton.


Kurama ignored the hard floor that was pressing into his knees as the timid hands began to explore. His breath caught as a thumb raked across a hardened nipple. His body was already responding to the inexperienced touch. It was hard but he kept his hands focused on her waist, the other on the nape of her neck. Gazes locked as he waited for the hands to do as they wished. How far things went were up to her. His member strained against the thick material as his lips leaned forward to taste the creamy expanse of throat.


Teeth nibbled lightly sending waves of anticipation to her core. Needing to feel more, she pulled the shirt from the waistband. The skin was hot but smooth beneath her fingers. He didn’t protest as she got more curious. She wanted to see just how far he’d allow her to go. Yet she wanted to take the time and explore every part there was to touch. The mouth continued to torture the sensitive area on her neck. A soft sigh whispered against her ear as fingers brushed across the button securing the jeans.


Blood raged as the jeans were released and the zipper was heard being opened. His member sprang free as the material was parted. Her intake of breath mirrored his own as the dainty nails brushed across the smooth tip. Kurama almost swore when she rubbed the pre-cum over the weeping head. He was aching by the time she wrapped the hard length securely in the warm palm. At this rate he’d lose it quickly once more. His hand left the slim waist to cup a firm breast. The hands exploring him left long enough to pull the shirt over her head leaving him to unsnap the bra. A slight blush crept along her cheeks as the hand returned to fondle the perky globe.


Keiko gasped as his hot mouth lowered to latch around her right nipple. It pulled at the invisible strings attached to her womanhood. The moisture was gathering as the tongue stroked the taut peak. She didn’t protest as the hands went for the buttons securing her own pants. Somehow she managed to lift her hips enabling him to slide the garment along with her panties down her hips. Once they were past her feet his mouth returned to it’s prior actions while the hands roamed up the now bare thighs. The chair felt strange against her bare ass but it didn’t matter as fingers found the junction of her legs.


The heat lingered against his finger as he pushed the knees further apart. She moved impatiently against the teasing digits as they caressed the damp folds. She grew bolder as he found the hidden jewel. He hoped to prepare her, wanting her to find release once before they began. The hands managed to push his jeans down to his thighs fully releasing the proud erection. She gripped the hard shaft firmly making him hiss in pleasure.


Keiko moaned when a finger was pushed inside the parted folds. The digit wasted no time in pumping deep inside the soaked passage. He didn’t have to insist on better access. She moved forward placing herself on the edge of the seat as the thumb found her nerve. The cock in her hand made her ache in need. She wanted to feel him doing exactly what the skilled finger was doing, thrusting inside her body. Growing impatient she stopped the wrist working on her center. He watched her as she removed the hand and guided the tip to the now vacant opening.


The wetness coated the tip as she rubbed his cock against the swollen petals. “Hold onto my shoulders,” the demand came out hoarse but she complied. He pushed the knees apart as far as the girl could maintain them. His hand grabbed underneath one knee and held the leg slightly up. The other wrapped around the girl’s waist holding her in place. He wouldn’t risk her moving until he was ready to find his release. The nails dug into his shoulders as he began to push forward. The tight walls gave way under the intruding girth. He captured her mouth in a fierce kiss as he thrust forward, embedding himself fully. The cry was caught against his tongue as he pulled back out slowly.


Keiko felt incredible raw heat as the thick shaft began to move slowly within her core. He didn’t rush but each thrust was timed perfectly. Just as he was about to withdraw he’d start filling her once more with the sweet friction. The tension coiled deep in her groin as the mouth ravaged her own. The slow and easy penetration was torture but she didn’t dare move as he stoked the flames to a higher peak. She heard the sounds of her soft moans echoing in the room as the slender form moved between her parted thighs. Finally the tension stopped at a painful point but it refused to send her into that moment of bliss. “Please, faster.”


“I will not, or I’ll cum. I will not rush this time.” he nibbled on the pouting lips as he entered her hard and swift. She cried out as the nails tore across his flesh. The small amount of pain mixed with pleasure as the walls tightened around him. She felt incredibly wet and tight he was having a hard time not letting himself go. Each thrust he had to focus on not coming too early. The passage hugged his cock in a exquisite embrace sending spikes of pleasure through his groin with each time he buried himself. His balls ached with need, his release so very close.


She called out his name as the next thrust was fast and deep. That got the tension on edge but he went back to the tender strokes leaving it yearning for completion. She didn’t care if he came, she was so close. A hand left the straining shoulder to latch onto his waist. She tried to pull him inside faster but he didn’t seem to notice the pulling. “Faster, cum with me. You don’t have to worry about how long you last. We can just do it again later, right?” She blushed as the large emerald eyes widened at the bold question. She wasn’t sure about him but she didn’t want this to be a one time thing. Before she could speak again the lips crashed down over hers. The tongue was demanding as it was forced deep. He roughly put her hand back upon his shoulder.


She cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the hard girth was shoved into her hard. There was no pause as he drew out and slammed back to the hilt. That made the ache twist and tighten as the sound of pounding flesh soon filled her ears. With each thrust she whimpered until it became one long moan of need. She’d asked for fast but he was soon fucking her without mercy. The walls contracted around the abusive length sending her over the edge. The orgasm wracked through her core as he panted harshly. “Oh gods, don’t stop.”


The muscles clamped around his cock as she began to moan and shake in his hold. The feel of her starting to spasm in release made his own start to break. The need reached it’s peak as the whimpers ignited his desire to make her call out for more. His length pulsed as the thick seed shot forth. Quick bursts of pleasure had him emptying deep within the eager womb. Hands roamed along his back as the knee was released and he pulled her up against his chest. Sweat glistened on his forehead as his nerves began to calm.


She rested her head against the steady shoulder. The steady thumping of her heart echoed as her mind cleared. She blushed realizing where they were. Anyone could have decided to come back and caught them. The strong arms tightened around her waist and began to fidget. What would happen now that it was over? Would he want more from her? “What happens now?”


“We get dressed and head back to my place. Take whatever you were working on with you. We can talk on the way there. If you are wondering where we are going as in us, then I’d like to discuss us trying out a relationship. I’m not sure how things will work out but I’d like to try. That is if you will accept my apology for my behavior for the last few months.” The head resting upon his shoulder nodded. Sighing he pulled away, although reluctantly. “As much as I’d like to stay here we need more privacy before we get started on the next round which you mentioned.”


“Alright,” She smiled for the first time in weeks. He helped her gather up the equipment that she’d need. She still needed to get some of this done tonight before heading to bed. As the hand came to rest upon her waist she sighed. Perhaps this time she’d be willing to take a failing grade. It would serve Haru right for not doing his share of the work. And she could think of no better way to spend her evening than repeating what had just occurred.


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