Day and Night, Black and White

Chapter 3

“Happy Birthday.”

“Huh?” Kyo looked down from the tree he had been sitting in. He felt a tingle run through him at the sight of Haru standing at the base of it. It was so weird to see Haru there like this, after last night. *But he doesn’t remember, he doesn’t know what we did together…*

“How did you find me here?” he asked, not knowing what else to say.

“Well it did take me three hours…anyway I got you a present, here.” He shoved a small object towards Kyo. It was an orange cat key chain.

“Looks just like you.” Haru smiled.

Kyo didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream. He was surprised to say the least. His birthday wasn’t terribly important to him, he didn’t tell people when it was, and those who were related to him never thought that the birth of the cat was something to celebrate. Of all people, Haru was the only one who had remembered.

“Thanks.” Kyo said at last, blushing a little bit, as he hopped down from the tree. He suddenly found himself too close to Haru.

Was it his imagination or did there seem to be a change in the air between them? Like an electric charge was emitting from their bodies? Dancing in his blood, making his head spin…drawing him towards Haru…

Feeling uneasy, Kyo walked off.
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Haru watched thoughtfully as Kyo left. He hadn’t been able to get the orange haired boy off his mind. *Do I feel sorry for him, perhaps?* He wondered. After all, no one else had bothered to remember that it was Kyo’s birthday today. * Or maybe I can relate? Maybe the simple reason I can’t get him off my mind is because I can relate to how he must feel sometimes being the cat,because people judge me too because of my split personality…*

But, if it was just that, then why all these sexual fantasies? Why all these, dare he say it,
*romantic* fantasies? Haru shook his head, dazed. * I shouldn’t get too bothered over it, he told himself. Probably just a phase… being a teenager is weird.*

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It was shocking! It couldn’t be true could it? Kyo shook his head to himself. It couldn’t, but…but it was! Kyo had suddenly realised that all day he had been looking forward to it’s end, had been eagerly waiting for nightfall…he actually wanted Haru to visit him.

“I actually want him to come to me!” Kyo whispered in an awed tone as he stared into the darkness. He had reached this revelation as he lay in bed and tried to get to sleep, but instead, his body had hardened, and vivid memories of the feel of Haru against him began to replay themselves in his mind.

Kyo sat up nervously in his bed. He wouldn’t fall asleep. He didn’t want to be restricted this time…he was nervous, and although excited, very scared, but he wanted to repay Haru this time.

*He only visits me when he is black…* Kyo told himself, * and he obviously doesn’t remember or fully realise what he is doing…so… no one knows…no one will know what I do…its my secret… and it doesn’t mean anything…it just feels good. So there’s no harm in it if no one knows right?*

Kyo stayed up for hours, waiting and waiting, alone in the dark, begging for someone…for Haru to come to him…to make him feel wanted, to make him feel needed…to take away his loneliness.

But he never came.

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* Stop standing so close to him!* Kyo’s mind roared at Haru, who was speaking to Yuki during school the next day. Kyo was standing at his locker, and had been removing some textbooks when he was distracted by the appearance of a certain white and black haired boy talking to a baka rat down the hall.

*What do you think your doing?* he thought, outraged as he watched Yuki laugh at something and put his hand on Haru’s shoulder. * Get your hand off of him! Grrrrrrr.*

Kyo narrowed his eyes, trying to tear his gaze away. * Why do I care?*

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That night…

It was happening again…. Haru was daydreaming about Kyo. Well, he wasn’t really daydreaming …he was fantasizing.

He closed his eyes and all he could imagine, all he could think about was the orange haired boy squirming beneath him, wrapping his legs around him, rubbing himself against him…closing his eyes, his face flushed in a mixture of embarrassment, shyness and pleasure as he cried out Haru’s name…

Why was it so vivid? Why did it feel so real? Why did it feel like it had actually happened? Haru felt himself grow hard as he continued to watch the scenes his mind played out.

* I can’t help it… I’ve never felt so attracted to someone before…*

Haru’s mind began to cloud over… * oh no…I can feel it, I can feel it taking over…*

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Something moved in the darkness…Kyo’s sensitive cat ears pricked up.

“Haru?” he whispered hopefully.

In a flash, Kyo found himself pinned on his back, demanding lips covering his own. He didn’t even try to resist this time, he was too desperate, he needed this too much, needed it to distract him, to take away the sadness that was always there…to make him feel something other than empty, to experience what little pleasure and closeness he could get, even if it didn’t last and he ended up worse afterwards…

“Haru…” Kyo began after they had broken away from the kiss. “Please…don’t tie my hands up…I want to touch you.”

Black Haru’s eyes flared in desire. “Okay, kitten.”

Kyo pulled him down to kiss him again, breaking apart only to remove Haru’s shirt, and allow him to help remove his own. Their pants quickly followed and then they joined again, kissing with a hunger so fierce that they were left breathless.

Their hands roamed over each others bodies, running through their hair, down their back, their legs entwined, and they rolled together in a tangle of limbs, skin against skin, in a heated embrace hardly noticing when they fell off the bed, onto the ground.

Kyo found himself on top, and he wasn’t used to this position. He blushed furiously and hoped it was too dark for Haru to see. Haru had gone still, waiting to see what Kyo would do. Kyo licked his lips nervously, and reached down to wrap his hand around Haru’s cock.

“That’s it kitten, just like that…”

Enough moonlight was streaming through the window to gently light up the space they lay and Kyo watched with interest at the pleasure that flickered over Haru’s face. Just watching that was enough to turn him on, but he suddenly had a strong desire to taste Haru too…

It seemed he had become a slave to his body’s desires, Kyo thought, not knowing really whether to be bothered by that, or to just not care. He slid down Haru, slowly, nervously, not really knowing what he was doing. Haru reached down and ran a hand through Kyo’s hair, resting it on top of his head lightly, but Kyo got the feeling if he tried to pull away once he had started, Haru wouldn’t let him, and that’s what the hand was there for.

His pointy red tongue darted out to lick off the drop of precum that had formed at the tip of Haru’s cock before he enclosed his mouth fully around it. He formed a ring with his fingers around the base of Haru’s cock with one hand, squeezing him, stroking him, while he sucked on the head and began to take more in, the other hand playing across the sensitive skin of Haru’s inner thigh, or cupping his balls gently. Kyo hoped he was doing things right, and if the sounds Haru was making were any indication, Kyo was doing more than all right.

“Ahh, I’m gonna come,” Haru warned, but Kyo still wasn’t prepared. He tried to swallow it all, but ended up chocking a bit. Kyo pulled away, unable to meet Haru’s eyes. “I’m sorry about that last part.”

“Don’t be.” Haru said. “You did good.”

He stood up and all too soon it was over. Just as suddenly as the last night they had been together, Haru left, without saying a word, without looking back. He just disappeared, leaving Kyo feeling more than just the loss of Haru’s warm body… Kyo felt a pang in his heart, which he didn’t understand, he longed to reach out and pull Haru back to him, to scream out * don’t leave me!*

But he couldn’t do that. The horrible truth that was becoming clearer by the moment was that Black Haru was simply using Kyo for pleasure and nothing more…and somehow…the longer this went on, the more empty it made Kyo feel.