Title: Possession

Rating: NC-17

Fandom: Hanazakari to Kimitachi e

Pairing: Nakatsu Shuichi x Kayashima Taiki

Disclaimer: I don't own anything mentioned in this story! Just playing with someone else's toys.

Note: This is mostly manga, but I love the drama personalities so much, so if there's a little attitude or school/dorm layout swap, it's probably just that.

Nakatsu froze when he felt Kayashima's warm fingers caressing his lips. Now he was sure something was wrong.

Chapter 2

Nakatsu was suddenly jolted back to reality when he felt something else against his lips. Something much softer and warmer than the hand that previously covered them.

No matter how nice it had felt, he had the undeniable sense that something about what he was feeling was wrong. It wasn't that he was kissing another boy, he'd come to terms with his sexuality long ago, when he fell in love with Mizuki. No, this was something different.. Something he couldn't place, and it worried him.

Overcome with unease and confusion, he broke the kiss, pulling himself backwards rather than pushing his obviously troubled friend away. He winced at the pain in his arm as he landed on his elbows harder than he'd intended. He didn't look up at Kayashima, instead he pretended to inspect his elbow for any injury. Kayashima knew as well as he did that it would be fine; They both knew that Nakatsu didn't look up at him simply because he was embarrassed.

Had Nakatsu looked up, he probably would have regretted it immediately. He would have seen Kayashima like he'd never seen him before: Hair tousled and skin flushed, looking like he was ready to devour him in an instant.

Nakatsu didn't have to see it, though; He could feel it. The piercing stare, the heat, the hunger.. He could feel it getting closer as Kayashima slinked his way forward, not stopping until he was much too close for comfort. He reached out slowly to grab Nakatsu's hand, pulling it forward and forcing the older boy to look up at him.

If looks could kill, he would certainly be dead by now, Nakatsu though as he looked into Kayashima's smouldering eyes. He shivered, unable to look away. "Kayashima.. What's going on? Why.." He didn't know how to finish, exactly. Why what? Why was Kayashima hurting earlier? Why was Kayashima coming onto him now?

Why didn't he stop it?

Why didn't he want it to stop?

He didn't want to think about those questions.

So many things were racing through his mind, he wondered what was going to happen next, and then after that.. What would happen if he kept letting this go? Part of him wanted to find out, another part of him was screaming at him to just get up and leave before things got that far. Nakatsu, always having been more braun than brains, ignored that small, rational part of himself.

He was brought back to reality as Kayashima pulled Nakatsu's hand closer to himself. He was really going to have to stop spacing out.. With Kayashima acting so oddly, god knows what could happen while he's not paying attention. Now that he was fully aware again (surely that won't last long), he simply stared questioningly at the younger boy, who was in turn, staring at the hand he held.

With his new-found predatory nature, Nakatsu was surprised when Kayashima began to lay gentle kisses on his palm. He sighed; it was so tender, much more like something the normal Kayashima would do. It was nice. His heart began to flutter as the light kisses became bolder, finding their way past his wrist, along his forearm.

He didn't know what had come over him.. When Kayashima's lips had reached his elbow, his hand was practically resting on Kayashima's shoulder, so he took advantage of the placement and wrapped it around the back of Kayashima's neck, curling his fingers through the damp hair. He gently eased Kayashima's head up to look directly at him.

When their eyes met once again, Nakatsu didn't see the hungry, dominating Kayashima he'd only begun to get used to. Instead, the enchanting amethyst eyes he was looking into were full of the same confusion and doubt that his own eyes had held only moments ago.

"Nakatsu?" It was barely a whisper. Had they not been so close, he was certain that it would have gone unheard.

Nakatsu leaned in, eyes beginning to close in spite of himself. "Yes?" He also barely managed an audible response.

"What are you doing?" Kayashima questioned, all signs of his previous, eager self missing. He sounded as if he'd just asked what was for lunch.

Nakatasu pulled back, suddenly all too aware of his actions. He'd felt like a kid that had been caught getting into the cookie jar. Pulling his hand back, he tried to distance himself from his friend, finding it to not be such an easy task. Kayashima's left knee was on top of his thigh and he still had a firm grip on Nakatsu's shirt.

"I um.. You just- And I.." He stuttered, more and more embarassed by the second. He was about to kiss Kayashima. Sure, Kayashima had kissed him breifly earlier, but it was slightly different when he was the one initiating it.

Kayashima, an expert in ignoring Nakatsu's ramblings, looked down at their placement as Nakatsu had struggled to get away, and noticed that he'd seemed to be the one that was 'doing' not Nakatsu. As he realized what had just occured, a quiet 'oh' was all he managed to come up with, but it was enough to silence Nakatsu's babbling. He started to pull himself away, detangling himself from Nakatsu's close embrace.

Nakatsu wasn't sure whether or not he should offer a helping hand or not. He'd felt guilty for what had happened, even though he knew it was as much Kayashima's fault as his, and he didn't want to make things worse. However, when he noticed his friend having some difficulties, he pushed his feelings aside and stood up, helping Kayashima along.

"Thanks.." Kayashima leaned against Nakatsu for the stability that he so deseperately needed. He could hardly think straight anymore, he was exhausted and all he wanted to do was sleep.

"Kayashima, what just happened?" He easily supported the smaller boy. He didn't want to move. He blamed it on Kayashima, that he needed to get his balance back, that he needed Nakatsu's support. He didn't want to admit that it was because he didn't want to let him go just yet.

Kayashima mumbled something into his chest, the grip loosening on the shirt he was clinging to, his weight becoming more apparent.

"Kayashima?"

"..."

He sighed, looking down at the sleeping boy in his arms. Readjusting himself, he slid an arm around Kayashima's knees and carefully moved over to his bed, not wanting to deal with the stairs to get Kayashima into his own bed.

Pulling the covers over Kayashima, he wiped the hair away from his face. He couldn't believe that Kayashima could go from smouldering to so innocent in a matter of minutes, but he wasn't about to complain. As confused as he was about what had happened, there was no denying that he'd liked kissing Kayashima.

With that thought, he leaned in, closing the gap between himself and his friend. It wasn't a bold kiss, it was barely even a kiss at all, but it still sent a small shiver down Nakatsu's spine. He would definitely be back later for answers, he thought as he left his roommate to sleep.

To be continued...