Hello! Riku here, I was reading all sorts of pairings, and stumbled on the YukixHiro one, and thought to myself "hmm, this is interesting…" when I read them, they were often short, and didn't show either one in a great light. One often being possessive of the other…no offence to anyone who wrote them, mind, I do like them, but I simply wanted to write my own! Heehee. Anyway, hope you enjoy, and please review! I'll try and post chapter two soon, okay? Course, I won't post it, if no one reviews, ya know? Heehee, well, see ya!
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Disclaimer+sniff+ me no own…wish I did though…hmm…+goes to hire lawyer+
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Warning: Yaoi, lemon-ness in this chapter. Probably in all chapters. Oh well. No like, no read.
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Not What I Want
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By Riku-chan
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Chapter 1-Discovery
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A summer heat wave has hit Tokyo, and Eiri Yuki was just too tired, due to the blistering heat, to continue working on his latest novel. He glanced at the clock. Shuichi would be getting off work soon. The blonde novelist debated with himself whether or not to pick up the brat from work.
Realizing that he nothing better to do, he picked up his keys, and left the apartment.
Driving, now, was beginning to look like a bad idea. The blazing sun was shining through the car's windows, and no matter how high he put the air-conditioning, it didn't seem to help. He undone the first two buttons on his shirt, and waited for the lights to change from red to green.
Yuki parked in the NG parking lot, and went to wait in the lobby for his lover. As Yuki was wondering what exactly Shuichi would do to repay him for picking him up after work, he heard someone shout:
"YUUUUUKKKIIIII!" and Eiri Yuki knew exactly who ii was. The pink haired Bad Luck vocalist ran to the blonde novelist, ecstatic that his lover had come to pick him up.
"Oh Yuki!" Shuichi exclaimed, as he glomped said novelist. "I'm so happy! You came to pick me up! Oh, Yuki!"
"Get off me, you damn brat," Yuki muttered in anger, and the over-excited singer complied.
"What's the occasion, Yuki?" Shuichi asked.
"I was bored," Yuki grunted in reply, but it didn't remove the bright smile on Shuichi's face.
"Hey, Shuichi, can I talk to you for a moment?" asked Shuichi's blonde American manager, K. he was standing with Hiro and Fujisaki. Suguru was standing right beside K, looking rather bored, while waiting for Shuichi. Yuki vaguely remembered Shuichi saying something about K and the young keyboardist getting together, but he couldn't recall it clearly.
As Shuichi walked over to his fellow band mates, telling Yuki he'll only be a few minutes, Eiri's eyes wandered over to the band's guitarist, Hiroshi Nakano. Hiro was standing closer to the front desk then the others, and was leaning his back against it. The sunlight from the window hit the 20-something year old in just the right way, making his long red hair shine. But one of the first things Eiri noticed was that Hiro wasn't wearing a shirt!
His broad shoulders and lean stomach were completely bare, and Eiri, despite himself, couldn't help but stare. His eyes travelled from Nakano's neck, to his collarbone, to his chest, lingering there, imagining what it would be like to run his tongue over each nipple.
His eyes continued down his stomach, past his navel, and were halted by the rim of the younger man's trousers. It took all of Eiri's strength to resist going over there and ripping the bothersome jeans off, but he kept his dignity, and resisted.
Beads of sweat were covering Hiro's torso, but from this distance, Yuki couldn't see them as well as he would have liked. Eiri watched as the guitarist rose up his arms to tie up his long red hair, to help keep his body temperature down.
The cold-hearted novelist felt heat rise up in his own body, as he thought of all the things he could do to the figure he couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of. Suddenly, someone close to him brought Eiri out of his thoughts.
"Come on Yuki!" Shuichi said, clasping onto his lovers hand. Yuki, startled, jumped slightly (slight enough for Shuichi not to notice), and shook his head slowly to
rid his mind of its perverted thoughts, and allowed he to be dragged to his own car be his lover.
"Yuki, are you okay?" Shuichi asked, as the climbed into the car.
"Yeah," Yuki told him. "I'm fine," thankfully, Shuichi left it at that.
When they returned to Eiri's apartment, Shuichi told his lover he was going to have a shower.
"There's no need to tell me you damn brat," Yuki complained, but then realised, that maybe he too, needed a shower. ((heehee))
Following the younger man into the bathroom, Yuki removed his shirt, and soon his slacks followed. The pink haired singer was already in the shower by the time Yuki had arrived, and threw his clothes on top of his lovers discarded articles.
Steadily, Yuki climbed into the shower, and laced his arms around Shuichi's slippery form.
"Mmm, Yuki…" Shuichi murmured, as Yuki's hands made their way to the singer's length. Yuki kissed Shuichi's neck softly, as the running water dampened his hair. Shuichi moaned in pleasure, as his lover's hand ran up and down his erect shaft. Yuki grinned, as he continued to kiss the younger man's neck, and slowly bring his lover to a climax.
"Ah, Yuki, please…" the singer begged as the older man removed his hand from his member, and place both hands on his hips, positioning them. Slowly Yuki placed his own member inside his lover, rocking his hips, as he pulled out, pushed back in, then pulled out again.
"Mmm…Yuki…faster…h-harder," Shuichi panted, and his lover complied, steadily speeding up his movements. This continued, Eiri speeding up with every thrust, until both had reached their limit, and released, Eiri inside his lover, Shuichi on the shower tiles.
"Mmm…" Shuichi sighed, contently, as Eiri pulled out one last time. He turned around, and kissed Yuki sweetly on the lips, before turning around tiredly to finish what he started. His shower. Eiri grabbed some shower gel, and washed away the sweat he accumulated during the course of the day from the over powering heat. Not to mention the heated physical activity he just partook in. Shuichi took the gel from Yuki's hand, and done the same, after washing his bright pink hair.
Yuki stepped out of the shower before Shuichi could finish, and hastily dried himself, freaked by what had happened. It wasn't that he'd just fucked Shuichi in the shower. Oh no, they've done that before. It was what he thought about just before he had come.
It wasn't Shuichi. It was another person. One his lover knew very well. A tall youth, a musician, like his lover. A 20-something year old, with long red hair…
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End Chapter 1
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Well? What ya's think? What about the lemon? It was my first attempt on a lemon, so sorry if it sucked. I'm already working on chapter 2, so it might be done by the time I get a review. Then again, might not, ya know? It'll kinda be from hiro's point of view, but, from, my point of view? Wtf? That doesn't make sense… well, you know the way, and this one was written solely based on Eiri? Well, it'll solely based on Hiro next time. Starting from when they were at NG.
Best stop myself, or I might end up telling you what's gonna happen, and we can't have that, now, can we? No, exactly.
Well, please review! And I'll try and have Chapter 2 done soon!
Until next time! See ya!