Oh my god. I am literally shocked I wrote that. In case you haven't read this before, I am doing a re-write of most of the first few chapters. So if you're new, great. If not, read on, things have changed. RATED M. THERE WILL BE SMUT But maybe not in this chapter.

Secrets of Love

Chapter 1

Kyo's Point of View

I am here to tell you a story. And while you may not believe me, and you probably won't, everything transcribed here is true. Thus beginning our epic tale of magic, romance, and demons.

I don't know when I started liking Yuki, but I suppose it happened sometime after Tohru started living with us. I'd sometimes catch myself sighing wistfully into the distance or gazing at him when his back was turned. And like a boy in elementary school, I felt compelled to keep up the "I hate your guts" façade to deter any chance of him finding out I liked him.

If he ever found out, I would be the gossip fodder for years to come. Yuki could never know and I could only ever love him from a distance. But even so, I slowly tried to bridge the gap without letting too much slip.

So one day, no one was home for the weekend and Yuki was sitting in the living room. I decided that we should play a game. Of course, he refused before I could even explain. So I get him riled up and eventually he agrees.

I bet Yuki that he didn't know what an ampalang was. Of course, smug as he was, he scoffed and said of course he did. I grinned a wide, toothy grin and leaned over to him.

"Oh really? Then you can explain it to me right? I would love to hear your thoughts on such a subject."

"I... Uh... Well, I... Dont... know" he mumbled the last two words, but I heard him all the same.

"Aww, shucks. I wanted to hear your opinion on the subject, O wise one."

"So are you going to tell me what it is or not?!"

"C'mere," I motioned for him to lean in. "It's a dick piercing that goes all the way through." I whispered in his ear.

He went as pale as an albino that never gets any sun. "I cannot even begin to imagine how much that would hurt."

"SO, since you lost the bet, you must suck my dick."

"WHAT?!"

"You heard me. You agreed to the bet didn't you? And it's your fault for claiming to know what it meant. If you said no, I would have told you look through one of Shigure's porns or something."

"YOU NEVER SAID THAT THE BETS WOULD GO THIS FAR!"

"YES I DID. MAYBE NEXT TIME YOU WONT TUNE ME OUT. OR MAYBE YOU'LL LEARN TO SWALLOW YOUR PRIDE AND ADMIT YOU DONT KNOW SOMETHING I DO!" for that, Yuki had no retort.

"Can't I just kiss your feet and say I was wrong?" he said seething with anger and embarrassment.

"That would be equally amusing. Not as satisfying, but amusing nonetheless."

He grimaced and knelt down and kissed my foot. After sputtering for a few seconds, he said

"I'm sorry. I was wrong." and it took every ounce of my willpower not to fuck the whole thing over and just kiss him right then and there. The expression on his face was utterly unreproduceable.

Instead I forced myself to bury my emotions and plaster a cocky smirk across my face. Yuki would have noticed had his eyes not been closed as he said that.

He rose to his feet and almost lost his balance. I reached out and pulled his arm to save him from bashing his head off the corner of the kotatsu table. We fell backwards and I broke his fall.

The position we landed in was highly suggestive. But this time I didn't have time to hide my face from him. He saw. He saw them. All my years of pretending and carefully planned out progressions, all wasted in a 2 second window.

"Get off, will you? Or do you plan on sitting there for the rest of the day?" I asked as snarkily as possible to try and deviate from my obviously flustered appearance.

"Well you're the one that pulled me!" Yuki pointed out, not getting off of me, but supporting the his weight with his arms and legs now rather than laying on me.

"You were going to to crack your head open on the corner of the table! I grabbed your arm and pulled, and was knocked over by momentum." By now my face had paled to its natural hue and I was arguing normally again.

"Why?" he asked, completely throwing me off guard with a single syllable.

After a moment of digesting the question, I chuckled before morbidly replying;

"Why? Because blood is a bitch to get out of kotatsu fabric."

"... So you saved me merely because my death would have inconvenienced you at the time?"

"Yep! Well that and Shigure would give me shit if I just let you die."

~·~

Later, I was heading towards the bathroom when a soft moan escaped from the other side of the door. I paused to listen closer. It was male, but obviously not Shigure. Counting out Momiji, it left just Yuki. I grasped my mouth in a mixture of shock and arousal.

I pressed my ear closer to the door, imagining his facial expressions as he continued moaning through the glass. I stroked my stiff dick through the towel I was wearing, when suddenly, an idea dawned upon me. What if I walk in and make it seem like I didn't know?!

So I swing open the door, now back in my usual sassy and totally-not-in-love-with-Yuki demeanor and stroll right the fuck in, stop to close the door, and continue on in my regular shower routine. (washing my hair etc) conveniently not facing Yuki.

I continue to pretend he isn't there. The temptation to look was almost too much. But he finally gave me a ruse and made a noise, giving me reason to turn my head.

My eyes thoroughly absorbed and visually probed every nook and cranny of his body, not wasting the opportunity.

"Uh..." I was now stuck. Blanking out and in an awkward situation. Well fuck. I couldn't look at Yuki. Though wanted to more than anything, I knew that if I took one look at his facial expression, I would loose it and blow the whole thing.

I searched, desperately to find the right thing to say. But I couldn't, so I just turned right back around and kept washing my hair. Fuck it, I thought. If he has a problem he'll have to talk to me. Course, with how loud it is in here with the shower, he would have to stand up and come over here.

After finishing washing, I got up to join Yuki in the bath, but when I stood up, my towel fell, revealing my erection. I quickly hid it behind my hands and jumped in the bath before he could see. But he did. I could see it on his face. Quickly darkening, I turned away.

The silence in the room pressed down as uncomfortably as the flat edge of a knife pressing downward. Enough to be painful, not enough to break the skin. By this time, our arousal were both growing extremely painful.

But it was an unspoken contest by this point. Who would be the first to loose? It was Yuki. Made sense. He was farther along in his state of arousal than I was. When he couldn't bear to outlast me any longer, he abandoned himself to his lust and simply continued what he had been doing before I came in.

After that point I couldn't hold it either. My hand flew downwards before I could even think about it.

I kept my eyes trained on Yuki the entire time, and I noticed he did the same.

When I closed my eyes for a brief second, lost in a moment of lust, I opened them to find Yuki's face no more than a few inches above mine. He leaned down to kiss me and I sighed and sat up a bit to meet his lips.

Not breaking the kiss, I used my free hand to slide it all the way around his waist and pull him down so he was straddling me. I pulled him closer so our erections slid against one another, and encircled them both in my hand.

Yuki broke the kiss and threw his head back in a wanton moan. He clutched at my back, biting his lip. We were both close, throbbing and writhing in synchronization until we finally hit the breaking point, then ebbed out on the tide of the afterglow.

We shared one more kiss before I fell under the blissful pull of fatigue. When I awoke, I noticed Yuki laying on top of me, asleep. I swore under my breath before waking him up.

"No! 'm havin such a good dream!" I kissed him on the lips deeply. His eyes shot open.

"It isn't a dream, Yuki, we fell asleep. Get up."

"What, really? Damn!"

We both bolted out of the tub, and hurrily got dressed. We left the bathroom one at a time, with five minutes in between us so as not to arouse as much suspicion.

I left first, and headed to my room, leaving Yuki to go about whatever the fuck he planned on doing.

It was around dinner time and I was getting hungry. I went into the kitchen to see what was cooking, and found Yuki and Tohru making dinner. They were laughing and smiling and I just sat back and watched them for a while, partially hidden from their sight.

~·~

Later after dinner, I was in my room, playing video games when Yuki walked in.

"Listen, we need to talk about what happened earlier..."

"Yeah, what about it?" I asked without looking up from my game.

"What the hell happened? Like what's the plan? Are we going to just forget about it and pretend that it never happened, or is this going to progress into something? I need to know."

Now this time I paused the game and looked up at him. "What do you mean?"

"Morals get looser when lost in lust, so I wanted to know what you meant by it."

"'Meant by it'?! What do you mean?! I walked in to take a shower. The situation merely...", I gulped before continuing "...escalated. No pun intended"

"So there isn't any feelings between us?" he asked with a deadpan expression, but a slight pang of sadness in his voice that he tried unsuccessfully to hide.

I took a deep breath and sighed. "No, no, I lied. I do have ...um... Feelingsforyou"