Dreams and Fantasies.

Yay people like this story. To tell you honestly I really expected no love for it at all for some weird reason. But I'm so happy for the reviews, thank you so much!

And oraith-chan you may get to see an outfit sometime in the future. Also AlbelTheTwisted don't worry this is going to be a 99.39% Kyo/Ayame fic. I just see Ayame as the perfect uke! There might be the rare time that Kyo is bottom but not always.

Anyways thank you everyone for the reviews and here's another chapter!

Also there is a slight mentioning of Kyo/Tohru. That is nothing more then a memory for Kyo. They aren't gonna be together here (Tohru gets Yuki), but it still ended up writing itself in. So yeah...

Extra note~ Sorry for the delay, I meant to have this up a while ago but the computer erased almost the whole chapter (I was up to almost page 10 and when I brought it up again there was only 2 pages written) and I was so mad/sad/upset/depressed that I could not find the energy to redo the whole stupid thing! But here it is now!

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Yuki slowly slid the front door open yawning as he scratched the back of his head. He had just stumbled from his bed, having waken up from his nap, minutes before, his hair still mussed up in the back. Blinking he opened the door wide as he glanced out.

Seeing the silver haired man standing at the doorstep, mouth open ready to say something that Yuki was sure would be idiotic, made the teen scowl deeply. His dark eyes glaring harshly enough to kill a hundred men. Without a second word or glance, for that matter, he slammed the door turning away.

It was too early in the day! Heck, anytime was too early for Ayame. Shaking his head, the rat made a mental note to strangle Shigure later.

'He has to be involved somehow. Someway.' Yuki muttered darkly in his mind.

Passing by the stairs, Yuki paused, looking up at the girl that carefully walked down. He had learned to watch over Tohru when she walked down them; somehow a step always seemed to jump up and grab her ankle, causing the girl to tumble down them. Lately she had been getting better at not falling, yet there was still moments. And Yuki liked to stay nearby just in case anything happened. He did not want to see her hurt, ever if he could help it.

"Oh...Who was that at the door?" Tohru asked as she ran to grab the overflowing laundry basket, dragging it towards the stairs.

"No one, a wrong address." Yuki turned away from Tohru, too upset from seeing his brother at the door to feign politeness. 'Why the hell is he here?!' Yuki wondered as he walked back to where Shigure was sitting, a hidden smirk on his face.

"And why do I get the feeling that you're the cause of this!" Yuki scowled as he sat back at the table, his feet digging under the low wooden table, toes scrapping along the pillows.

“Now why do you always blame me? I am totally innocent.” Shigure smiled widely, his hands spread out from his body, as though trying to embrace the entire household.

“Now, now! Do not worry Gure! I will protect you from them!”

Yuki lowered his head to the table. He got in!

“And Yuki why did you slam the door on my face. It's like you don't want to see your older brother.”

“Maybe because that's the way it is,” Yuki muttered into the table, his voice distorted from the wooden top.

Yet Ayame did not pause to listen to his younger brother. Instead he had decided to plop himself down, next to the fuming rat, his mouth animately moving. “Here I was lonely at home and thinking of how nice it would be to see you and when I come here you slam the door in my face!” Pressing his hands to his chest and cheek he pretended to be hurt, though in reality he did expect that reaction. Though maybe not with so much force....

Yuki sighed, his warm breath fogging up the table top before clearing away. Lifting his head Yuki glanced slightly at Ayame before looking at the man behind him.

“Can't you make him go away?” Yuki asked, completely ignoring his brother.

“Hmm I could. But he promised to stay here for a while if I brought him. Besides,” Hatori paused as he dug through his pockets trying to find his pack of cigarettes. Once they had been found he shook one out of the pack and lit it before continuing. “Besides Shigure did invite him for the week.”

“Ha' you're so mean!” Shigure pressed the palms of his hands to his neck, ready to protect himself from the strangle holds that were sure to come. “And I did not invite him. He asked and I agreed.” Fun was fun, but Hatori did not have to sit with Yuki, and later Kyo, for the whole day; let alone week.

“That's the same thing as inviting him over.” Yuki rolled his eyes, once again imagining himself strangling Shigure.

Hmm, maybe this will be a good time to see Mit-chan. Or at least work very hard. Pressing a finger to his lips, Shigure looked up to the ceiling, wondering what his editor would say if he had a whole novel done in a week. Well after she fainted and called him a liar, of course.

Sighing Yuki rose without another word. That was it, he had had stood as much as he could. Without even forcing a smile or comment he walked out the room and out the front door. He'd come back later...If ever.

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Tohru glanced around the dinner table, her eyes wide as she felt the building tension in the air. Yuki sat next to her, his leg almost brushing against hers. Not too far away on her left sat Kyo, surprisingly having a whole side of the table to himself. Shigure sat next to Ayame, both of them sitting close together, occasionally leaning close together- as if sharing secrets.

Picking up a carrot, Tohru chewed on it thoughtfully, her eyes scouring from person to person. She knew what the problem was but she just could not figure out how to make it better.

“Uh um...” Tohru ran through all of the things she could say but nothing seemed to help matters any. Silently she looked over at Yuki, hoping that he would help.

But he was lost in his anguish over the fact that his brother was going to be spending a week at the house. Last time it had drained him almost completely, his energy and happiness being sucked out. Ayame was a leech in that way. But at least Haru had been around to notice and helped before it went too far.

This time though, they didn't have any school. Or soon they wouldn't. And Haru would be at his house, not here to help save him. Besides, Yuki wasn't completely sure he wanted Haru's saving; he knew about the cow's feelings to him.

“Oh!”

Tohru's voice broke through his self-musings over his brother and Haru's feelings for him. Blinking he was brought back to reality- even if he wished he could stay in fantasies.

“Shigure-san,” Tohru put down her rice bowl, chopsticks hanging from her lips as she stared. “W-where is Ayame-san going to sleep tonight?”

“WHAT!” Kyo cried out, his eyes flaring up. Muscles tensed, as though he was ready to jump up at any second. “Sleep, what the hell do you mean?!” Clenching a fist, Kyo closed his eyes, mentally counting to ten before opening them.

“Well, if he's going to be here for a week, he needs a place to sleep.” Looking at the two older men, she pulled out the chopsticks before continuing. “Should I make him a bed? Oh if he needs he can use mine.”

“No!” Yuki placed his hands on the floor by his legs, his left hand ghosting Tohru's thigh. Both of them blushed lightly, looking away.

Kyo scoffed at the display, his eyes narrowing as he looked away.

It wasn't a secret that Tohru and Yuki were dating, though they still both were bashful about it at times. Everyone, except Kyo who was still bitter at loosing Tohru, had exclaimed about how cute of a couple the two made.

“No worries, no worries!” Shigure waved a hand, a disarming smile spreading across his face. “We'll figure something out later. Let's worry about that when the time comes. Besides Tohru-kun I think we should enjoy this wonderful food that you've made!”

Tohru blushed as she glanced down at her plate, a small smile on her face as she nodded.

Kyo muttered in agreement, happy to not only leave the subject of where Ayame was going to sleep, but also able to get away from the whole Tohru and Yuki scene. It was still too sore a subject for him. He had wanted Tohru, had loved her and had lost her to the rat.

Ayame smiled brightly, strangely keeping silent about the whole sleeping matter, he didn't want to mess up the chance to get to sleep with Kyo.

'I'll ask Gure later about Kyo's room' He decided, picking up small piece of potato.


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Ayame sighed as he rolled over to his side trying to find a comfortable position to sleep for the night. Normally the mat on the floor was no bother to him. Heck, he proclaimed to everyone how he, Ayame, could sleep in just about any place without difficulty. However tonight sleep seemed impossible.

Pushing his long, silver hair behind him Ayame watched the sleeping boy next to him. He had scored, and without any problems either. Actually it was pretty much offered up to him.

Yuki and Kyo had both protested loudly about having the snake sleep with Shigure. Both of them complaining that no one in the house would be able to sleep if the two of them were even in the same room; let alone bed. Yuki had refused to even let Aya think about sleeping in the same room as Tohru; he had even gone as far as to tell her to lock her door and push a chair in front of it. And Yuki had spoken up first, refusing to let his brother sleep with him at all! So the only place left- Kyo's room.

Almost just like the villagers offering a live sacrifice to the local demon.

Though the sacrifice was persistent that Ayame stay on one side of the mat while he stayed on the other side. Ayame had to agree that he was happy that they were forced to sleep on opposite sides. He really did not feel like trying to explain any problems he might have in the middle of the night.

Problems like the one he was getting right now. Swallowing hard, Ayame forced his mind to other thoughts. Anything but the boy next to him.

Think about...uh not Shigure. Ayame had to keep his mind from roaming wild, Shigure would only make it worse. Oh think about Yuki naked, in bed!

Shuddering Ayame turned away from Kyo. Somehow the thought of his little brother- no matter how cute he may be- really made it hard for him to look at anyone close to his height.

Sighing he threw his hands over his face, blocking out his eyes. Taking a couple deep breaths, Ayame could feel his mind relaxing, heading towards the strong arms of slumber. Arms that he ran to eagerly. Tomorrow he could start on his plans.

A plan to seduce Kyo. Somehow. Ayame knew it wasn't going to be easy. Kyo was stubborn, a wonderful trait for those with the curse of the cat. It was just one of the many obstacles that he would have to conquer.

Sighing Ayame turned, so that his back was to Kyo, as he curled up into a tight ball his mind finally relaxing. Yawning the snake pulled the thin blankets up to his chin, fatigue finally grabbing his mind pulling it in for a good night's rest.

Ayame gasped his eyes flying open as his fingers drug along the smooth, wooden floor under him. Choked cries fell from his lips as he pressed his heels into the wood legs straining to thrust up.

Kyo pressed his hands against Ayame's hips, to keep the snake from choking him, as he bobbed his head, pressing his tongue against the underside of Ayame's erection. Pressed against silver curls, Kyo slowly slid up, his tongue teasing the hot flesh. Reaching the tip the cat sucked hard, his tongue circling before sliding along the middle.

Pulling away, he rubbed the man's hips lightly, almost as though to apologize for holding him so harshly. For how hard his fingers dug into the man's hips, for the bruises he would have tomorrow.

“You know,” Kyo rasped, his voice husky with lust, “it's no fun if only one is getting the pleasure.” Kyo leaned forward, thrusting his hips against Ayame's erection harshly.

The snake moaned at the sensation of the two erections rubbing against each other.

“W-what should we do then,” Ayame blinked trying to keep his mind from turning into mush.

Smirking Kyo leaned down pressing his lips firmly onto Aya's. “I have an idea that might be fun.”

Without even waiting for Ayame's approval or question as to what he meant, Kyo crawled over to his lover's side, his fingers lightly brushing against the snake's chest caressing the soft skin there.

Leaning down he nuzzled Aya's cheek, rubbing his nose against it in an almost cat-like affection. A small tongue slid out touching Aya's cheek.

Touching the flushed cheeks Kyo leaned down. Ayame closed his eyes as he felt the soft fingers on his lips. Gently Kyo kissed the closed lids. Fingers slid from the swollen lips, down Ayame's soft neck and to his shoulder. His thumb circled around the soft shoulder, as he kept his touches light. Gentle.

A small smile crossed Kyo's lips as he leaned down, his lips against Ayame's ear. “Are you ready?”

Ayame nodded unable to trust his voice right now. Already he could feel his heart pounding in excitement, his breath quickening.

Turning to face away from Ayame's face, Kyo straddled the snake's neck, crawling back slightly before falling to his elbows.

Eyes widened as Ayame understood what Kyo had meant. Slowly he reached up, grabbing Kyo's erection, pumping it lightly. The cat moaned as he thrusted his hips slightly, fingers squeezing Ayame's leg.

The silver haired man could tell that Kyo would not last long. They had been too ready too early. Reaching up, he circled his arms around Kyo's back, pulling the boy down a little lower, to where he could reach easier.

Kyo grasped Ayame's erection tightly before deep throating the man. He felt Ayame's moan as he bobbed his head, sucking on the tip before sliding back down. His hand kneaded Ayame's balls as the other rubbed the man's leg, as though to soothe the tremors that engulfed the man's body.

Ayame sucked at the tip of his lover's erection- his tongue circling, while his hand pumped at the base. His other hand scrambled for purchase on Kyo's back. His nails sliding along the smooth, soft skin on Kyo's back.

Pulling away Ayame cried out as he came harshly into Kyo's awaiting mouth. His feet pushed up, muscles in his legs and neck straining as he man arched, his nails digging into Kyo's back.

Somewhere in the haze of his pleasure Ayame remembered about his lover. Slowly he pumped his hand as he stroked Kyo's throbbing erection. Gasping he tried to gather his wits, his mind trying to focus on the whimpering boy above him. The same boy that cried as he thrusted his hips, teeth gnawing at his lower lip.

“So close,” Kyo whispered his eyes closing as his head fell back, hands traveled along his body, ghosting the soft skin before heading back down.

Ayame grabbed Kyo's hips, feeling his mind clear slightly, and took as much of Kyo as he could in his mouth, his hand pumping quickly.

Kyo's breaths sped as he rocked his hips, his eyes screwed shut tightly. Ayame knew he was close, so very close.

“Oh Aya!” Kyo cried as he moaned. Ayame closed his eyes as he felt Kyo come, his thumbs rubbing Kyo's hips as he felt the boy shudder.

Carefully Kyo slid away from his lover, lying beside him on the hard, cold floor. Arms and legs wrapped around the two sweaty bodies as the two lied together, slowly coming down from their pleasure induced highs.

Golden eyes popped open quickly, as a hand traveled down. Swearing in his head Ayame pulled his hand away. Of course he expected this to happen, he was sleeping next to the instigator of all of these reactions.

Sighing Ayame looked behind him, pleased to see that Kyo was still sound asleep. If he had made any sounds, at least they hadn't waken his sleeping partner. Sitting up quietly, Ayame looked at the small alarm clock that sat on a small table, close to the wall.

Rubbing his eyes, the snake looked around, trying to gather his bearings before even trying to stand. Moaning lightly Aya stood, his long nightgown covering most of the mess, stretching lightly before tip-toeing out of the room. He still rather not get Kyo's attention. Somehow he felt that it would make the cat want nothing to do with him.

Gliding soundlessly down the hall, Ayame was careful to not make a sound as he walked towards the bathroom. He felt his cheeks flush brightly as he locked the door behind him, clicking on the lights. Every minor sound seemed to echo in the house.

Even though he knew from experience that Shigure was a very sound sleeper, Ayame half expected for him to come and knock, asking why Aya was taking a bath this late at night. And maybe ask if he could take one with him.

Sighing he sat on the floor, waiting for the tub to fill. This was starting to become too much for Aya. He had to start making his move fast. Or he was scared he might just end up jumping Kyo and forcing the poor boy into something that he probably wouldn't want.

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Sorry about the wait! *bows*

Also about what they were eating, don't ask me! I just threw food items together. I promise from now on I'll do better about that, I'll be sure to come up with real meals.

Also if I got anything wrong, please feel free to let me know. I'm still trying to get the feel for the characters as I write.

Is this chapter still up to par? I know you all probably wanted more action (and maybe more steamy scenes), but I also don't wanna just jump in from going to Shigure's house to Kyo and Aya getting busy. Yeah I wanna make it seem real, and Kyo seems really stubborn to me when I see him.

Also I wanted to thank each and ever person that read/reviewed/rated this story. It makes me so happy to know that someone likes this story (especially since it keeps nudging me). I hope to be able to make the updates faster, but no matter what I will finish this story! *nods*

Till next time. Bye!!