pederasty

Pederasty
Part one
By: Wednesday R. Adams
(wed_adams@yahoo.com)
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Author’s notes: This is an AU fanfic. I requested for someone to write this fic for me but, unfortunately, I was too impatient to wait for someone to write it for me. The original number of chapters for this fic is three, nevertheless, I made it into ten because my beta-readers claimed that it was not enough to solidify the story. I hope that I don’t bore any of you from reading my fic. Thank you.

Warning: Graphic sex ahead. I mean G-R-A-P-H-I-C. And this is a yaoi pairing, RuHana. More pairing will surface on the upcoming chapters, but for now, it’s just plain RuHana.

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“Can we meet?”

Silence.

“Oi, you still there?”

Silence.

“Look. If you don’t want us to meet, just say so.”

“Do you know the Eitoku hotel?”

“Hey, you can talk! That’s great! I thought for a minute there that you dropped dead.”

“Do you know the Eitoku hotel?” the baritone voice sounded annoyed.

Hanamichi growled, “Yeah.”

“Meet me at room 806.” The phone clicked as the speaker hanged-up.

Hanamichi was left frowning at the phone.

***

“You should have been a lawyer,” Akira stated with a scowl. He handed the penthouse’s keys to Kaede hesitantly.

“Yare yare.”

Akira narrowed his eyes. “Don’t stain the beddings with blood, will you?”

Kaede arched an eyebrow at the ridiculous statement. “I’m not sadistic,” he informed his older brother.

“No, you’re not. You’re a cold fish.”

Kaede shrugged.

Akira sighed in resignation. “Be gentle to the guy at least,” he requested.

“He’s a hooker, isn’t he?” Kaede said coldly. He turned away from his brother and entered his closet.

“Yeah, but still, I like the guy,” Akira said. He watched his brother exit the closet wearing a black wool coat. “You should buy clothes that aren’t blue, black or white. By the way, the lube’s under the blankets. Just feel them around.”

“I like these colors.”

Akira frowned. “You should ask Mother to help you choose colors.”

“I don’t want to bother her.”

Akira wanted to reply but was interrupted when an elegant lady entered the room regally.

“Mother,” Akira stood up from the bed and kissed his mother on the cheek.

Mona Sendoh returned the gesture. Turning to Kaede, “Leaving again, Kae-chan?”

Kaede walked to his stepmother and gave her a peck on the cheek. “Just a blind date Akira arranged for me, ‘Ma. I’ll be back tonight,” he reassured. He loved his stepmother more than his true mother, that one was a real bitch.

“Your father wants to talk to you,” she told him softly.

Kaede frowned. He never liked his father, and he thought that the feeling was mutual. It was only because of Mona and Akira that he remained in the Sendoh household.

“I’ll see him after I return,” he answered coldly.

Akira chuckled as he seated himself on the bed again, “Don’t count on Kaede returning tonight, Mother. That date of his is hotter than the summer sun.”

“Oh?” Mona’s eyebrow rose and studied her stepson carefully.

Kaede glared at his half-brother. “Bye, ‘Ma.” He kissed his stepmother again, and left his room.

Akira lay on the soft bed and hummed a love song.

Mona stared at her son.

“Akira, who is Kaede’s date?” she couldn’t help asking.

Akira laughed but didn’t rise from the bed. “I have no idea,” he answered.

“What?!”

Akira laughed again. “Don’t worry, ‘Ma. Kae-chan isn’t a little baby anymore.”

“To blind date your brother to a stranger is very irresponsible of you.”

“Mother,” Akira whined. He sat up straight and gave his mother hurt-puppy-eyes. “Kaede agreed, okay?”

Mona huffed with indignation. She turned on her heels and walked to the door. “If anythingpenspens to your brother, I’ll skin you alive, Akira,” she threatened before walking out the room.

Akira pouted. “She acts like Kaede is her true son,” he murmured then laid back down again.

He honestly didn’t mind the attention Kaede got from his mother. He remembered how his younger brother arrived in the household.

Kaede was the bastard child of his father from a former secretary. The woman had used her son to get more money from his old man, and when their father refused to pay, she vented her anger to the hapless Kaede. When Kaede reached the age seven, the woman died in a car accident, leaving the youngster to his father.

Mona was shocked to find out that her beloved husband had cheated on her, and had detested Kaede’s presence for the first few weeks that the boy stayed in the Sendoh household. But it changed when Kaede saved her from certain death.

It was raining and the household was quiet except for a ten-year-old Akira who chatted none-stop to his new brother. Kaede just stared at him before falling into slumber after a few minutes. Akira poked Kaede but was reprimanded by Mona. Suddenly an explosion occurred at the kitchen. Mona had been standing up and was thrown in the far wall as the explosion happened. The two boys were at the floor and were saved due to the large sofa behind them. Akira ran to his mother while Kaede, who awakened as Mona was reprimanding Akira, ran to the phone and dialed the police hotline. He then helped Akira drag the unconscious Mona out of the house after hanging up the phone. When Mona woke up, she was in the hospital. She asked what happened and the puffy-eyed Akira informed her tearfully that it was Kaede who called the police. She asked Kaede how he got to know the police hotline in his young age. The stoic boy informed her coldly that his mother often beim aim and left him to lick his wounds alone. He learned to dial the right number in case his mother decided to kill him. Mona was aghast at the story and from that day on, she was more overprotective of Kaede than Akira.

Akira laughed at the memory.

Kaede needed the protection more than he did, and he didn’t like the idea that his mother would know about his affairs. It might give her a heart attack. At least, Kaede admitted vocally to both Mona and their father that he’s gay. Akira’s bisexual but they didn’t have to know that. Their father wanted to think that Akira would one day bring a little one in the family. A legitimate one of course.

***

Hanamichi watched as the elevator attendant nervously punched a button. He frowned when he noticed that the button was separated from other floors.

‘Room 806, huh?’ he silently wondered.

“We’re here, sir,” the attendant mumbled nervously.

Hanamichi nodded.

“Thanks,” he said as he passed the quaking man.

“You’re welcome, sir,” the attendant said in an overly loud voice.

Hanamichi might have never been to a hotel, but he watched enough television to know that he’s in a penthouse, not a hotel room.

“Seems like he wasn’t lying,” he mumbled as he knocked on the huge oak door.

“Come in,” the same baritone voice from the phone called out.

Hanamichi froze. A nagging voice of reason was telling him to get out of the building and never to talk to strangers again. But a stubborn streak of his refused to back out.

‘I need the money,’ he lied to himself as he took hold of the doorknob. Taking a very deep breath, he pushed the door open.

His eyes were instantly drawn to a man sitting in the middle of the room. He cautiously entered the luxurious penthouse. Only when he closed the door did the man stand up.

“Hana,” the man said.

Hanamichi blushed. No one ever called him Hana, not even his mother.

“Kaede?” he asked for confirmation.

The man nodded.

“Take a seat.”

Hanamichi looked around the room, and his blush deepened. The place resembled that of a sultan’s harem room. It was a combination of living room and bedroom. No sofa adorned the room but huge pillows were scattered to serve as seating furniture. The bed was a pile of blankets and pillows with little curtains that were attached to the ceiling to serve as modesty cover. Plush cerulean Persian carpet completed the overall interior.

He badly wanted to bolt out of room.

“Where’s the bathroom?” Hanamichi managed to stutter out.

Kaede raised his eyebrow.

“To the left,” he answered as he nodded to a corner.

Hanamichi nearly ran to the pointed place. He halted when he entered.

“Wow!” he exclaimed.

The bathroom was huge. It had a huge Jacuzzi in the middle and a shower stall at the corner. It was tiled in white marble and the walls were floor-to-ceiling mirrors.

“Wow!” Hanamichi exclaimed once more. He walked around the bathroom in awe at the vastness of the room that he didn’t look where he was going. He bumped into the Jacuzzi and fell.

“Aahh!” he screamed when he lost his balance. He fell into the Jacuzzi with his legs dangling on the edge. Water entered his nose and mouth, drowning him slowly.

Merciful hands grabbed his jacket and hauled him out of the huge tub.

Hanamichi gasped as he tried to catch his breath. He nearly drowned in a bathtub. He precariously sat on the edge of the dreaded Jacuzzi.

“Thank you,” he gratefully gasped out. He coughed as he cleared his lungs of soapy water.

“Idiot,” Kaede said in exasperation.

“Hey,” Hanamichi snarled. “Just because I accidentally slipped into the tub, does not necessarily mean I’m an idiot… fox,” he said the last as an after-thought. He glared at the tall man. His lungs at least had somehow recovered from the near disaster.

Kaede sighed, “Yare yare.” He walked to the slumped figure and pulled him to stand up. He then proceeded to strip the boy off his soggy clothes.

Hanamichi was too shocked to fight off the hands that made short work of his clothes.

“Not bad,” Kaede commented as he looked at the naked, blushing redhead.

Hanamichi glared at the fox. “Fuck you!”

Kaede ignored the barb. “How old are you?” he absentmindedly asked as he studied the marvelous body before him.

Talking about his age didn’t sit well on the redhead. “What do you mean?” he snarled as he mentally fought the urge to cover his body.

‘You asked for this, so bear it,’ his good-reason mocked him.

Kaede looked straight at Hanamichi in the eye.

“How-old-are-you?” This time the question was asked slowly, like he was talking to a child.

Hanamichi badly wanted to hit the fox. One of the things he hated was being treated like a kid.

“Didn’t you read any of my e-mails?” he asked instead.

Kaede didn’t answer.

Hanamichi gritted his teeth. “I’m sixteen,” he lied. He smirked when the man looked like a train had hit him.

‘So I can get you to react,’ Hanamichi mentally congratulated himself.

“Go home!” Kaede ordered after gaining his composure. He then left the stunned boy.

Hanamichi stared at the retreating back in shock.

“What?” he yelled. He reached for a towel hanging on a rack and cursed loudly when he discovered that the towel barely covered him.

“Shit!” he cursed again when he nearly slipped on the floor due to his haste to catch up.

“Goddamnit, fox! What do you mean ‘go home’?” he shouted at the man who was currently busy buttoning a wool coat. He held the edges of the towel together to keep it from falling to the floor.

Kaede ignored the enraged redhead and picked up his attaché case.

Hanamichi’s anger flared. He walked towards Kaede and pushed his shoulder to get his attention. Hanamichi took the attaché case and threw at the far end of the room.

“Damnit, fox! Don’t ignore the genius!” he yelled at the man’s nose, their height difference made obvious to Hanamichi as they stood close together. He didn’t notice before that the man was taller than he was.

Kaede calmly glared down at the redhead. “Do I have to spell it out for you?” he said in a very cold voice.

“Yeah!” Hanamichi shouted. “Do you know how hard it is to get here?”

“I’ll pay you.”

“Damnit! I’m not talking about money here.”

Kaede raised an eyebrow. “Oh? I thought that that was your main purpose,” he sneered.

Hanamichi blushed, not from embarrassment this time. His fist itched to impact itself to the cold man’s face.

“Why won’t you take me?” Hanamichi asked in a tight voice. He had swallowed every pride of his to get that question out in the open.

Kaede was taken aback at the direct question. He mentally asked himself too why he wouldn’t take what the redhead had offered. It would only cost him a few thousand yen.

Money was never the issue. It was his damn morals. He couldn’t take a young boy even if that *boy* was currently doing a very good imitation of Adonis.

“You’re sixteen,” he answered honestly.

“I see,” Hanamichi stated. “You’re rejecting me because of my age. Is that all?”

Kaede frowned. “Is there more?” he asked back.

Hanamichi gave a bark of laughter. “Yeah, there’s more. I’m a virgin.” He watched as the icy eyes widened considerably.

“You’re lying,” Kaede tried vainly to stop the not-so-innocent images that conjured on his mind.

“No, I’m not. Hell! I haven’t even been kissed yet,” Hanamichi informed the rattled man. “So! If you won’t be my first customer, I think that elevator guy would be interested.” He could clearly hear his annoying voice of reason to get his clothes back on and get the hell out of the room. But, as usual, he pushed it behind his mind.

Kaede’s eyes narrowed into slits. “You’re lying,” this time his voice had more conviction. He was bothered with the unknown feeling of jealousy at the thought of another guy touching the young god before him.

“I wish I were,” Hanamichi answered. His voice of reason was nagging him a. “D. “Didn’t you read any of my e-mails?”

“You wrote about your age and your inexperienced?” Kaede growled.

“Yeah. Everything that I’m telling you now is written there,” Hanamichi frowned. “If you didn’t read any of my e-mails, how come you’re here?”

Kaede waved the question away. “Never mind. I’m going. Here’s the money.” Kaede pulled a few bills out of his pocket and thrust it at the redhead.

“What? You want more?” he asked when Hanamichi just stared at the money.

“I was expecting sex when I decided to meet you,” Hanamichi said bluntly.

This time, it was Kaede who blushed. He was already aroused at the scene in the bathroom, added to the pathetic attempt of the redhead to cover his body with the skimpy towel. He now regretted he stripped the redhead to his birth suit, it only made him want to throw his morals aside and ravish the boy.

“Well, you aren’t getting it from me. Try the elevator guy,” he snarled.

“Fine,” Hanamichi shrugged then took the offered money. He walked towards the bathroom but stopped when he caught sight of the gigantic bed.

“Oi, fox,” he called out.

“What?”

Hanamichi turned to face Kaede. “Can I try that bed?” he asked eagerly.

Kaede scowled. He wanted to say no, but the child-like eagerness of the redhead made him change his mind.

“Okay,” he nodded. He prayed to God that his self-control could hold on till the redhead got to the bathroom and put on his clothes.

He watched the redhead drop the towel and dive into the bed.

“Wow!” Hanamichi exclaimed. He burrowed deeper into the soft bed and hugged a huge leaf-shaped pillow. The silk beddings caressed his naked body like a lover’s touch, making him purr. “Wow!”

Kaede, on the other hand, stood on the background envying the leaf-shaped pillow.

“Oi, fox, come and relax,” Hanamichi invited while patting the spot beside him.

Kaede Rukawa was at a loss.

“Come on,” Hanamichi innocently coaxed the stiff raven-haired man. “I won’t bite,” he laughed, patting the spot again.

Kaede sighed in defeat. He carefully sat on the corner of the bed. His back was facing the redhead.

Hanamichi bounced on the bed to give space to the other man. He lay on his stomach still hugging the leaf-shaped pillow. He studied the back of his would-have-been lover.

He secretly admired the well-toned body. He knew that working in an office could pile the fats on the stomach but the man was clearly free of such.

“Do you go to the gym?” Hanamichi asked to break the strained silence.

Kaede nodded, he didn’t trust his voice so he didn’t verbally reply. He felt Hanamichi shift from his position.

“Oi, fox, why won’t you face me?”

Kaede gritted his teeth. “Idiot,” he murmured softly.

Hanamichi puckered his brow. “Do I disgust you?”

‘Far from it,’ Kaede thought. He shrugged. He heard a sigh.

“She rejected me,” a muffled voice whispered.

Kaede frowned. Against his better judgment, he faced the youth and asked, “Who rejected you?”

Hanamichi was sitting astride some pillows and was hugging the leaf-shaped pillow. He rocked himself as if trying to comfort his sou
“H
“Haruko,” he whispered, the leaf-shaped pillow muffed his voice.

Kaede’s frown deepened at the pained voice. ‘Who’s Haruko?’ he asked mentally but didn’t dare voice it out. It would make the redhead suspicious.

“Is that why you wished for us to meet?” he asked instead.

Hanamichi nodded. “Yeah, I thought that maybe you’ll make me feel better about myself. You seem nice by the e-mails you sent me.”

Kaede willed his body to relax. “So you know I’m gay?”

Hanamichi looked at him like he slapped him or something.

Kaede felt like banging his head on the floor.

“You’re not my e-mail friend, aren’t you?” Hanamichi asked with narrowed eyes.

Busted! Kaede searched his usually logical head to come up with an answer. He decided to tell the truth.

“Your e-mail friend was my half-brother,” he blurted out. He watched as the redhead’s brown eyes widen.

“You bastard!”

Kaede rolled his eyes at the delayed reaction.

“You bastard!” Hanamichi repeated.

Kaede ignored the angry expletives. He strategically returned the conversation to the redhead’s rejection.

“So, this Haruko-girl rejected you. Why do you want us to meet knowing that there will be sex and money?”

In short, prostitution.

Hanamichi seemed at a loss for words. He fidgeted on his comfortable seat of pillows. “I want to destroy myself,” he responded candidly.

“I don’t get it,” the frown was back on Kaede’s forehead.

Hanamichi opened his mouth to reply then closed it when he couldn’t find the right words. He tried again.

“I want to destroy myself since no one wanted me anyways. I couldn’t kill myself, I love life too much; and I can’t mutilate my body, it would be too obvious. So I decided to sell myself. No one would know except my customer and me,” he declared.

Kaede stared at Hanamichi incredulously. “You want to sell yourself because a girl rejected you? That’s the most absurd thing I ever heard. Do you love her that much?” He was feeling that infuriating feeling of jealousy again. He didn’t like it.

Hanamichi didn’t like being yelled at. “So what?” he yelled back. “I do happen to like her better than the first 50 girls.”

“50 girls?” asked the puzzled raven-haired man.

“Yes. Haruko’s the 51st girl that rejected me,” Hanamichi looked defeated. “And I’m not even sixteen yet.” The last wasn’t supposed to get out.

“You’re not sixteen?!” a very shocked Kaede shouted at the guilty youth.

Hanamichi cheekily smiled at the man. “Don’t worry. I’ll be sixteen when the clock hits twelve.”

Kaede was seriously worried for his heart. Another more surprise and he might find himself in the morgue.

“I’m out of here,” he mumbled as he hurriedly stood up. He was in the center of the living room when the redhead called him again. He froze.

“Don’t you want to have sex?”

Kaede was not so sure that the redhead was truly a virgin for he sure knew how to entice a man to share his bed. He faced the redhead again but made sure not to look at the delicious body lounging on the bed.

“Are you really a virgin?”

Hanamichi’s eyebrow rose at the question. “I haven’t even been kissed yet.”

“I very much doubt that.”

Hanamichi frowned. “Is that why you won’t touch me?” he asked innocently.

Kaede was speechless. He raked his head for an answer to the naïve inquiry, but decided to change the subject.

“I don’t want to have sex, I want to make love,” he told the redhead.

Hanamichi fell silent.

“I see,” he uttered after a few minutes. He laughed half-heartedly. “I guess I’m not the person to make love to,” he said in a dejected tone.

Kaede’s heart broke. His resolve to not touch the young Adonis vanished into thin air.

Hanamichi was tracing imaginary designs into the silk when he suddenly found himself lying on his back with a hungry fox hovering over him.

“What are you doing?”

“I might not be your first lover, but I could teach you how to kiss.”

“Oh.”

Kaede scrutinized the redhead’s reaction carefully. “So?”

“Okay. I mean, if you decided to have sex with me, you have to pay double,” Hanamichi informed.

Kaede’s eyes widened. “I just paid you.”

Hanamichi pouted. “That was different,” he argued.

“How different?” Kaede asked as he slowly closed the gap between them.

Hanamichi’s heart slammed on his chest. “I don’t know, you tell me,” he gasped as the fox licked his lips. He closed his eyes at the sensation.

Kaede sighed as he tasted the youth. He licked the soft lips again and was a little amazed when Hanamichi licked him back.

Hanamichi was a little hesitant. He honestly didn’t know how to kiss. He watched porn movies with his friends but those didn’t teach you much except what positions in bed you would like to try. So he followed the older man’s example.

Innocent or not, Hanamichi excited Kaede more. The tentative kisses turned frenzied. Kaede carefully pulled the leaf-shaped pillow from the redhead’s embrace and threw it away. Hressressed the young body with shaky hands. He moaned as Hanamichi arched his back to get closer to him still.

Hanamichi felt like he was on fire. He groaned loudly as calloused hands stroked him to full arousal. He blindly traced the older man’s physique. The restricting clothes were pushed aside as he felt his way around the hard body.

“Stop,” Kaede panted. He separated himself from the seductive redhead and tried to leave the bed.

Unfortunately for him, Hanamichi had other plans.

Hanamichi clung on to him like a drowning sailor to a broken mast.

“Let go,” Kaede ordered as he pulled the young man’s hand away from his coat lapels.

“No,” Hanamichi shook his head.

“Idiot! I have no plans to be the one to deflower you.”

“You’re the idiot! I want you to deflower me coz I like you.”

Kaede struggled at the tight grip. “Idiot, let go of me!”

“No.”

“Stubborn, aren’t you?”

Hanamichi wrinkled his nose. “You want me too, don’t you?”

“That’s not the issue here.”

“The issue can’t be my age, right?”

Kaede successfully managed to pull himself out of the redhead’s grip. He straightened and stood up beside the bed. He looked down at the bedraggled Hanamichi.

“Look! I want you, yes, but I won’t take you. You’re too young,” he explained to the redhead as pained brown eyes stared at him accusingly.

“So it’s my age?”

Kaede sighed exasperatedly. “Yes and no,” he answered.

Hanamichi stare him him bemusedly.

Kaede sighed as he combed his hair with his fingers. “You’re young and too naïve. You have no idea what you’re asking of me,” he panted.

Hanamichi sat up on the bed and looked around the whole room. His face was slowly reddening as he thought of a request.

“What?” asked Kaede.

“Could you at least help me here?” Hanamichi waved his hand downward.

Kaede blushed as he followed the hand.

“You could do that yourself,” he stated, trying unsuccessfully to look away.

“It never worked,” Hanamichi garbled.

“What?”

“I tried it before, but I never reached *it*.”

Kaede was rendered speechless.

“That’s ridiculous,” he exclaimed after gaining his bearings.

“It’s the truth.”

“But… that’s impossible. You’re just making that up so I’ll lose control.”

“Now you’re the one who’s ridiculous. Do you know how frustrating it is not to reach orgasm when you wanted it badly?”

Kaede agreed to it whole-heartedly. Just looking at the redhead made him want to reach orgasm too.

Hanamichi gazed at Kaede with pleading eyes. “You’re older than I am, maybe you can give me pointers here,” he said.

Kaede closed his eyes to stop the thought of pointers to be taught. A headache was slowly ticking on his head.

“I’m going to kill Akira for this,” he murmured as he rubbed his face with his hands.

“Who’s Akira?”

“Your e-mail friend.”

“Oh. So? Are you gonna help me?”

Kaede glanced at the redhead. “Damn you.”

Hanamichi frowned; he figured that that was a no. He was a little confused at the turn of events. When he decided to sell his body, he was expecting rough handling from an older guy, not a conversation of helping him unload. He had never been sexually attracted to someone of the same sex; this was his first time to actually like a guy and be sexually aroused at the man’s presence.

He swallowed his disappointment and decided to unload on his own. Maybe the memory of a real kiss would help this time.

Kaede watched as the red god got up from the bed and entered the bathroom.

“What is he up to?” he wondered silently.

A few minutes ticked by, but the redhead didn’t emerge again. Frowning with worry that the redhead slipped into the Jacuzzi again, he followed Hanamichi only to be struck motionless at he sight he found the redhead.

Hanamichi was in the Jacuzzi, eyes closed and his head hanged back.

Kaede felt his entire control take a hike to Timbuktu. He slowly approached the figure in the Jacuzzi; he stripped off his coat as he approached.

Hanamichi, in the meantime, was being lulled to sleep by the soothing flow of water on his body. He momentarily forgot why he entered the bathroom.

A finger traced his jaw gently. Hanamichi opened his eyes to gaze at dark blue orbs. He shivered in anticipation of the promise of those gaze. He sighed softly as he was kissed gently. The sigh turned to moan as a hand snaked down his chest.

Kaede deepened the kiss as the redhead writhed beneath the water. He let his hand wander lower to the young boy’s throbbing member. He tightened his grip as Hanamichi touched his hand. He started pumping his hand when the redhead started to relax a bit.

Hanamichi felt his body tighten like a bowstring. He moaned to Kaede’s mouth as he synchronized his hips with the man’s hand.

Kaede let Hanamichi fuck his hand. His own body was also screaming for its release but he restrained it. He wanted to see the boy reach his climax first. He parted their lips and watched the emotions run across Hanamichi’s face.

Hanamichi felt the gaze and opened his eyes to stare back. He sensed his body tense before it completely fell apart on Kaede’s hand.

Kaede watched with fascination as the brown orbs dilated before Hanamichi reached his orgasm. His body reminded him again that it needed its release too.

Hanamichi purred softly as he returned to earth.

“Thank you, fox.”

Kaede raised an eyebrow. “I’m not through with you yet,” he stated before he straightened from his slumped position. He took off his clothes to the astonishment of the redhead. He saw how the eyes widened as it took all of his form.

“Scared?” he asked as he joined the redhead in the bubbly bath.

Hanamichi shrank back from Kaede but shook his head.

“No,” he lied with a squeak.

Kaede laughed throatily. “Yeah, right.”

Hanamichi stared at him in surprise.

“What?” Kaede asked as he swam closer to the young boy. The Jacuzzi was deep. It reached his chest if he stood in full height.

“You can laugh,” the boy answered in amazement. He shivered again as Kaede wrapped his arms around him. He hesitantly touched the older man’s shoulders

Kaede nuzzled the redhead’s ear. Hilediled as the redhead squirmed when he playfully bit the delicate cartilage.

“Everyone can laugh, Hana,” he whispered before licking the ear.

Hanamichi shuddered as new sensations overran his senses. He bit back a scream when a hand touched his hardening member.

“Please,” he begged.

“Please what?” Kaede shifted a bit, separating Hanamichi’s legs and making him straddled his leg. He raised the boy a little higher to give him more room to explore the delectable body.

“Don’t tease me, fox,” Hanamichi demanded when the hand left him.

“I enjoy teasing you,” Kaede informed before starting to assault the redhead’s neck. Bite-lick, bite-lick was repeated continously till he reached the young nipples. The poor Hanamichi had become a quivering mass in Kaede’s arms.

Kaede’s left hand supported the squirming bundle, while the right hand snaked around the young body.

Hanamichi felt a hand touch his buttocks but was too preoccupied at the sensation of having his nipples sucked mercilessly that he barely noticed a digit enter his opening. He yelped when it began to move.

Kaede balanced their bodies while leaning on the bath’s wall. It was getting difficult to have a firm footing for the redhead was moving too much, and the soapy water wasn’t helping either.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he ordered Hanamichi. He transferred to another nipple as the boy complied with his demands. He kept his finger in the boy while the free left hand wandered to the unattended member.

Hanamichi tightened his hold on Kaede. He was riding a storm and he liked it a lot.

“Kaede,” he moaned as he neared another climax.

Then it stopped.

Kaede smirked as his bundle glared at him. He began the sensual dance again but this time, he would have his fun too.

Hanamichi felt his body respond to the wicked teasing. He wanted to reach the ecstasy that Kaede had let him attain just minutes ago. He kissed him and wriggled closer to the warm body. But he reared back when he felt something large trying to enter his opening. He maybe innocent but he ain’t that naïve.

“Kaede,” he panted. “I don’t thi…oooh…um…think this is…ooh…gon…ahh!”

The brunette grinned as the redhead bucked and screamed. He ruthlessly played the responsive body to his tune. He wanted the boy badly but he wanted it to be memorable for him too, less painful as possible.

Hanamichi was teetering in the edge. He silently cursed the wicked fingers that were making him senseless. But fear held him back from totally giving in.

“You’re too large,” he managed to blurt out. He panted again as Kaede attacked his sensitive ear.

“We’ll fit,” came the should-have-been-reassuring-but-not-very-effective answer.

Hanamichi remained stiff and refusing to relax that Kaede decided to change settings. He guided the long legs around his waist and climbed out of the bathtub cradling the young man.

Hanamichi held on for dear life. He didn’t know what the fox had in store for him but he honestly was not prepared for a forced invasion.

“Kaede?”

“Hmm?”

“Where are you taking me?”

“To bed.”

Hanamichi lifted his head off the fox’s shoulders.

Kaede ignored the questioning gaze. He reached the huge bed and gently lowered himself with his bundle. He immediately pressed Hanamichi to the bed as he tried to bolt.

“Relax,” he coaxed tenderly as he caressed and kissed the tense body.

“Easy for you to say,” Hanamichi gasped. “Maybe we should change places.”

Kaede chuckled. “In your dreams.”

He lowered his kisses till he reached Hanamichi’s navel. He lavished the nub with licks before lowering still.

Hanamichi grabbed a handful of raven-black hair and would have rose from bed if not for Kaede’s warning look.

“Kaede,” he cried then gasped when Kaede raked his teeth at his member’s head.

Kaede stopped and rose on all fours. He gave the redhead a brutal kiss, making Hanamichi moan. He grunted when a curious hand found its way to his penis.

Hanamichi smiled as he felt the response to his touch. Confident that he could also elicit a response, he used both hands to pump the engorged member.

“Stop,” Kaede ordered with a moan. He took hold of the two naughty hands and placed them above Hanamichi’s head. “Not yet, Hana.”

Hanamichi pouted with disappointment. “Not fair, fox.”

Kaede tried to control his breathing. “I want to see you fly first.”

Hanamichi fought the strong hands binding him. “This is one flight I don’t want to take alone,” he protested.

Kaede smirked. As answer, he kissed the redhead senseless again. Keeping a tight hold on the wandering hands, he maneuvered the long legs around his hips once more.

Hanamichi resisted but was easily subdued with skillful hands. He forgot the fear and hesitation; all he needed was the release that Kaede silently promised him.

“Kaede!” he screamed as he felt a digit enter his opening. He whimpered when it was joined with another. He struggled to free himself but was unable to dislodge the stronger hands.

“Fox,” he begged but it was ignored. He struggled again.

Kaede didn’t want to hurt the young man so he held a tight rein on his passion. He vaguely remembered his half-brother telling him where to find the lube that he stashed somewhere. He took his fingers away from the redhead. It earned him a cry of protest.

“Fox!”

Kaede ignored the redhead again as he searched the folds of blanket for the lube. He ravished the redhead’s lips as he found the lube. He let Hanamichi’s hand go but he placed the lube on the hands before it got naughty again.

Hanamichi stared at the tube, not knowing what to do with it.

Kaede gave him a pained smile. arefarefully opened the tube and placed a generous amount of lube on Hanamichi’s left hand. He guided the hand to what it should do with the lube. He closed his eyes in bliss as another joined the other. He groaned out loud as the hands gripped his manhood tighter.

Hanamichi gazed at the face above him. His own needs multiplying as he watched the passion of his partner synchronize with his.

Kaede opened his to stare deeply at the innocent brown eyes. He smiled gently as he parted the wonderful hands from his member.

Hanamichi voiced a protest but it was suppressed by another chaste kiss.

Kaede took the tube again and placed some lube on his fingers. He returned to the unattended opening and lubricated it.

Hanamichi bucked to get it deeper still, moaning his need as he felt the fingers stretch him. He knew what was coming and he was scared and excited at same time. He traveled his hands to Kaede’s shoulders before clawing them when he felt the fingers left him.

Kaede was painfully aware that he could easily break the tender muscles if he wasn’t careful. He gritted his teeth as he straddled Hanamichi’s body. Feeling the taut mass beneath him, he searched with his right hand the right place to make the redhead stop thinking about what he would do. He gave the redhead another kiss while pumping hard at the young man’s member.

Hanamichi responded to the heated kiss and stimulation with total abandon.

“Ahh..ahh..” he cried as he freed himself from the kiss and ed hed his face on Kaede’s shoulders. “Kae…ohh…de…ohhh…”

Kaede felt Hanamichi’s body tighten then plugged into the young man as Hanamichi reached his second orgasm. He was deafened for a moment when the redhead screamed. He sensed the young body slump and was frightened that the boy died on him. He froze though it was as excruciating as hell.

“Hana,” Kaede called out. He lifted his head and stared with worry at the close-eyed redhead. “Hana?”

Hanamichi purred as he gained coousnousness. He opened his eyes and smiled goofily at the worried blue eyes.

Kaede smiled in relief. “Are you okay?” he asked to make sure. He was still frozen in place.

Hanamichi nodded. He moaned softly when he was made aware of the hard stuff inside him. He experimentally moved to accommodate it comfortably. It hurts.

“It hurts,” he informed the stiff man bluntly.

Kaede gave a painful laugh. He moved to exit the body but stopped when the redhead’s arm tightened around his neck.

“Hana?”

Hanamichi answered with a slight shift to spear himself with the hard stuff again. He moaned as pain laced through his body once more.

Kaede bit his lip to keep from moving. He knew that the redhead was curious so he let him take control of the pace. He groaned as the redhead moved his hips again.

“Hana,” he moaned.

Hanamichi hazily heard Kaede’s voice as the pain slowly turned to pleasure. He felt a hand touch his member tentatively as first but got a little rough as he moved again. He moaned loudly as stars sparked behind his eyelids when a spot was hit.

Kaede now dictated the pace. He initially thrust slowly but it gained momentum as the redhead clawed his back forcibly.

“Harder!” Hanamichi panted. “Please harder!”

Kaede gladly complied. He could remember his half-brother calling him a *cold fish*, and he agreed to the nickname a few hours ago. He now laughed at the name; he didn’t feel cold at all. As a matter of fact, he felt like a phoenix.

“Kaede, please…”

Kaede transferred Hanamichi’s legs to his shoulders to give him more room to thrust. He grunted as he felt his orgasm not far behind. He opened his eyes and stared at the beautiful face beneath him.

“Open your eyes, Hana,” he ordered between pants.

Hanamichi obeyed. It only took a few more plunges and he attained his orgasm.

“God! You’re beautiful,” Kaede cried before reaching his heaven too, just microseconds after Hanamichi. He fell boneless on top of the redhead.

The two remained in that position for a few minutes. Kaede raised a little to give the redhead breathing space but the redhead stiffened his arms around the raven-haired man’s neck.

“Don’t go,” Hanamichi begged softly.

Kaede shook his head. “I’m not going anywhere,” he reassured. “I’ll just move so you can breath easier.”

“I’m fine.”

Kaede chuckled, “Yeah. But you’ll have cramps if you don’t shift a bit.” To prove his point, he moved the legs from his shoulders to his waist. He twisted so he lay beneath Hanamichi while the young man pillowed on his shoulders.

“Comfortable?”

Hanamichi nodded, then yawned sleepily. “Thank you, fox,” he murmured before falling asleep.

“Your welcome,” Kaede murmured back then fall into slumber to join his newfound lover in dreamland.

***

Kaede woke up slowly. He was a little confused of where he was but smiled when he remembered his escapade last night.

He glanced to his side and watched the dawn lights danced on the Hanamichi’s face. The redhead was curled up around his midsection. They had exhausted themselves last night with three rounds of loving.

“Not bad for a cold fish,” he murmured then laughed softly as not to wake the slumbering redhead.

He was shocked when Akira happily informed him that he used his name as alias to his e-mail friend. He wanted to pound the grin off Akira’s face but was stopped when the phone rang and the caller was asking for *Kaede*.

Akira immediately signaled him to converse with the caller for he, Akira, hadn’t rehearsed his seduction speech yet. Kaede was irritated of becoming a bridge for his playboy half-brother that he said that he’s Kaede. Akira’s eyes widened in disbelief that his next victim would fall to his dear little brother Kaede.

Kaede ignored the false hurt look on his brother’s face. He was taken aback though when the caller wanted them to meet. He looked at his brother, who was currently listening to a phone extension, for guidance. Unfortunately for him, Akira was jumping for joy at being off the hook. He sighed in defeat and arranged the meeting in Eitoku hotel.

Akira owned the hotel but didn’t like the idea of Kaede using the penthouse. He protested at first but was outwitted by the younger man’s few chosen words.

Kaede gazed at the redhead lovingly but he heard the faint ringing of his cell phone. He reluctantly untangled himself from the warm body and walked to his attaché case.

“Hello,” he answered after getting the cell phone from its case.

“Kae-chan!” Mona’s worried voice was shrill on the other line. “Thank God you’re all right! I have been calling all night.”

Kaede sighed. “’Ma, I’m fine.”

“Why didn’t you come home last night? Where are you? I’m going to tell Akira to come and get you.”

“I have my car, ‘Ma.”

“Where are you?”

“I’m at the penthouse.”

“Oh. With your date?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re all right?”

“Yes, ‘Ma. I’m perfectly fine.”

“Are you sure?”

Kaede sighed again. “’Ma, I’m fine.”

“Okay. You sure you don’t want your brother to come and get you?”

“I’m fine, thanks.”

Kaede heard his stepmother sigh. He could picture his stepmother frowning with disappointment.

“Will you be home for lunch?”

Kaede glanced at the slumbering redhead. He remembered the redhead saying that he’ll be sixteen when the clock struck twelve, meaning today’s Hanamichi’s birthday.

“I don’t think so, ‘Ma.”

“Okay. Oh, your father is here. Would you like to talk to him?”

Kaede frowned. “Not now, ‘Ma. Maybe when I’m home.”

Mona sighed deeply. “Okay. Bye for now. Be careful. I love you, Kae-chan.”

Kaede smiled. “I love you too, ‘Ma. Say hello to Akira for me.”

“Okay. Bye!” The phone beeped after the caller hung up.

Kaede then returned to the inviting bed. Hanamichi curled closer to Kaede as the older man lay down beside him.

“Kaede? Where have you been?” Hanamichi asked groggily. He nuzzled to the raven-haired man’s neck as he made himself comfortable.

Kaede chuckled lightly. “I just answered a phone call.”

Hanamichi opened his bleary eyes and stared at the happy man. “You should do that often.”

Kaede raised an eyebrow. “Do what often?”

“Laugh,” Hanamichi yawned. He snuggled closer and sighed happily when strong arms held him closer.

Kaede nuzzled the red hair and felt the stirrings of renewed passion. He gasped as he sensed a hand tracing lines in his chest.

“Kaede?”

“Hmm?” Kaede caught the distracting hand then brought to his lips.

Hanamichi studied him closely. “Are you tired?”

Kaede answered the question with a searing kiss for redhead.

“Happy birthday,” he whispered after breaking the kiss for breath.

“How’d you know it’s my birthday?” Hanamichi asked absentmindedly. He straddled Kaede and reversed their position last night. He placed the older man’s hands above his head and purred seductively.

Kaede grinned at the redhead’s attempt of overpowering him. He let the boy do what he wanted for the time being. He had time to invert their position.

***

Youhei studied his happy friend closely. He knew something was up, but, for the life of him, he couldn’t figure it out. He narrowed his eyes as the redhead laughed heartily at the lame joke that Haruko told him. He puckered his brow at the obvious happiness.

“Isn’t it just the other day that Hanamichi acted as if the world crumbled down on him?” Takamiya said to no one in particular.

“This is probably the fastest recovery he had in years,” Noma disclosed.

The two others nodded in agreement.

Youhei just frowned. He knew that their redheaded friend was keeping something from them.

‘I’ll talk to him later,’ he decided as he watched his best friend laugh some more.

***

“Oi, Hanamichi,” Youhei called out to the happily whistling redhead.

Hanamichi stopped in his tracks and faced Youhei. “What’s up, Youhei?” he grinned happily.

Youhei couldn’t help grinning back. “Where you going?” he asked offhandedly.

Hanamichi shrugged then continued walking with Youhei.

Youhei looked at Hanamichi in the corner of his eye. He spotted a park nearby.

“Hanamichi, let’s go to that park,” he asked.

“Oh? Why?” Hanamichi wondered out loud. He was surprised when Youhei dragged him towards the park. “Oi, Youhei, quit dragging the genius, will ya?”

Youhei ignored Hanamichi and pushed him to sit on a bench.

“Now, what’s the big idea?!” Hanamichi yelled angrily. He nearly stumbled to the ground if not for his *super* reflexes.

Youhei loomed threateningly at the seated redhead.

“Where have you been yesterday?” he boomed.

“Eh?” Hanamichi looked baffled.

Youhei massaged his forehead and walked back and forth in front of the redhead. “You disappeared the other day, and you didn’t go home yesterday,” he began his speech. “You didn’t even call us to tell us where you are! You didn’t even think that we’d be worried, did you?! YOU FORGOT THAT WE’RE GIVING YOU A BIRTHDAY PARTY!”

Hanamichi stared at Youhei with wide eyes. “Are you okay, Youhei?” he asked in apprehension.

“OF COURSE I’M FINE!” Youhei shouted as he faced his best friend.

“Okay, fine.” Hanamichi raised his hands in surrender. “Geez.”

Youhei calmed down a bit. “Do you know how worried we were? We called the fucking police, for God’s sake!”

Hanamichi looked embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking,” he apologized in a very red face. He would never tell Youhei what he did.

But Youhei, being Youhei, sensed that Hanamichi was keeping something big. “What were you doing the past two nights?” he asked gravely. He gave his friend a penetrating look.

Hanamichi fidgeted nervously. “Nothing,” he lied in a small voice.

“Really?” Youhei’s voice was coated with sarcasm. “Then maybe you should explain to me then where you got those hickies.”

Hanamichi turned tomato red. He reached out to his throat and discovered that his collar was crooked a bit, exposing his secret.

“It’s not what you think,” he denied though he was caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

Youhei narrowed his eyes.

“Pray tell me, what I should think,” Youhei said coldly.

Hanamichi opened his mouth to lie, but closed it when Youhei gave him killer eyes. He sighed in defeat.

“I met him the other night,” he admitted guiltily.

Youhei looked shock. “You…you…did…did…it…?” he asked in disbelief.

Hanamichi nodded.

Youhei nearly had a heart attack.

Hanamichi closed his eyes and shrank away from Youhei as his best friend exploded.

“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FRECKING MIND?!”

Hanamichi smiled sheepishly at the fuming Youhei.

“It wasn’t that bad, You-chan,” he reassured beguilingly. He used his best friend’s childhood nickname to get him to calm down a bit. “He was nice.”

“Nice?” Youhei growled. “You sold yourself to an old man, and he was NICE?”

Hanamichi sweat-dropped. “He was nice. And he wasn’t that old, he’s only twenty five.”

“Really?” another coat of sarcasm from Youhei.

“Really,” Hanamichi insisted. He blushed as he looked away from the glaring Youhei. “I enjoyed it.”

Youhei was flabbergasted. “You what?”

“I enjoyed doing *it*,” Hanamichi admitted with more conviction.

“With a man?” Youhei looked disgusted this time.

Hanamichi blushed a deeper red. He nodded slowly.

“I don’t think I know you anymore,” Youhei whispered. He was shocked to the core. “So you’re gay?”

“I guess,” Hanamichi admitted. “Do you hate me?”

Youhei shook his head. “No. It’s a just a shock to my system, that’s all,” he reassured his friend.

Hanamichi smiled happily at Youhei. “It wasn’t really that bad, You-chan. He promised to see me again.”

Youhei’s eyes widened. “My god!”

“Whaaat?” Hanamichi whined.

“You don’t happen to like the guy, do you?”

Hanamichi blushed again.

That was the answer that Youhei was afraid of. He sat beside Hanamichi in a daze.

“You’re crazy,” he stated.

Hanamichi shrugged.

Youhei studied his friend then turned away. “Be careful, okay?”

Hanamichi nodded.

Youhei stood up and motioned for Hanamichi to do the same. They walked together silently.

“Hanamichi?” he broke the silence in apprehensive question.

“Hm?”

“No matter what happens, don’t fall in love,” Youhei advised grimly.

Hanamichi studied Youhei for a long time before nodding. “I’ll try not to,” he promised. But silently doubted his own words for he was already halfway there.

~~~~~~

....to be continued