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Disclaimer: (hands you referral to previous chapter)
Warning: … If I must tell you at this point, then you are hopeless. :D
This fic is dedicated to Rikuchi. Thanks for the photo booth and ball pit ideas. :D And yes, this really is dedicated to you. ^_^ The cookbook gives its regards. LOL.
Chapter Five: Say Cheese!
By: Asura Mori
Needless to say that after the whole incident at Ayumu's house (refer to chapter three, lol), the brunette was not overly trusting of Kousuke. So when the redhead showed up on his doorstep the next day, Ayumu closed the door in his face.
"Oh hey, that ain't nice!" The Blade Child complained from outside the door, beating on the wooden frame. The door opened seconds later and Kousuke started to go in, only to stop when he saw his dreaded foe standing – well… being held in Ayumu's hands – before him… THE COOKBOOK!
He backed up veeeeery quickly, green eyes narrowed as he stared the cookbook down. "Is that really necessary?" The redhead asked, glancing up at his boyfriend. Ayumu gave a quick nod, which resulted in Kousuke letting out a sigh.
"Look, I'm not here to do anything. Promise." Kousuke said, holding up his hands in peaceful surrender. "I was just gonna ask if you'd like to go to the mall with me. That's all."
"That's never all with you, Kousuke." Ayumu snapped back, glaring at the redhead. "Let's say we do go to the mall. Some way or another you'll corner me in some deserted place, say the bathroom, and have your way with me. Well sweetheart, it ain't happening this time."
Kousuke just stared at him for a few seconds and then shrugged. "So if I told you that Ryoko would be coming with us…?" The brunette smiled and let out a small laugh. "Then that would change… um… nothing. If you've forgotten, Mr. D-average, Ryoko's caught us in the act before."
"Oh yeah…" Green eyes blinked sheepishly. "I forgot about that… hey, was that a slur about my grades? I'll have you know that I'm in the top percent of my class!" Ayumu glared at him, before answering quietly. "And the fact that it took you this long to sort that out… can't say much about your listening skills, which, in this case and in our relationship, is a PROBLEM."
Kousuke looked away guiltily. "Look… I really want to make it up to you… Just… come with me to the mall. It will be like a date… I won't touch you inappropriately or anything… so please…?"
The brunette scrutinized him, cookbook still in hand, before shrugging and throwing the book back into the apartment. "Fine. But one unwanted touch? I'm gone. Got it?" Kousuke nodded enthusiastically, looking happier than he had been in the last few minutes. "Yep, yep. Got it. No inappropriate touching. Now go get dressed. It's date time."
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The two teens got to the mall without incident, surprisingly. Ayumu glanced over at his boyfriend, who was talking animatedly, with some suspicion. When the redhead had said there would be no inappropriate touching, he had had been a bit skeptical. Now, as they had been walking through the mall, he was downright surprised. He had at least expected a quick kiss on the lips or something, but nothing had happened so far…
Maybe today would just be normal and they'd just have fun for once…?
He had hoped for too much.
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Everything went downhill fast when Kousuke saw the photo booth. He actually twitched when it entered his field of vision. Ayumu and Ryoko didn't notice, they were talking so much. The redhead looked at his boyfriend quickly, making sure, and then smiled victoriously.
"Ayumu, would you come here please?" He asked sweetly, hands in his pocket. The brunette wandered over, totally oblivious to the evil thoughts that ran through his boyfriend's head. "What is it?"
"Well, see that photo booth over there…?"
"Yeah…"
"Well, I was wondering… if you'd take a couple pictures with me…?"
"Sure…?"
Kousuke grinned and linked arms with his boyfriend, who stiffened slightly and then relaxed, smiling nervously. They walked over to the photo booth, arms still wrapped, and stepped in carefully. Ryoko watched the two boys go and rolled her eyes. She knew where this was going. How Ayumu, who was supposedly a genius, didn't, she would never understand.
Oh well, little Narumi's loss. She shrugged and walked over to a bench, pulling a manga from the bag hanging on her right shoulder. Well, while Kousuke was having HIS fun time, she would get some yaoi in… after all, she still needed to finish volume four of Crimson Spell. With a smile, she settled comfortably on the bench and began to read.
Meanwhile, in the photo booth…
Kousuke had gone in first, so that when Ayumu came in he would have no chance. The redhead snaked his hand around the other's waist and tugged, cutting off the brunette's would-be-yelp. Brown eyes stared up at green ones accusingly, but Kousuke just shrugged and whispered, "What can I say? I'm a good liar?"
Ayumu flushed deeply and turned his head so that it was lying on the redhead's chest, biting his lip as he fought to keep from yelling at his boyfriend. "You're such an ass." He finally responded in little more than a whisper, "Why do I even bother to trust you?"
The redhead seemed to ponder this and then shrugged, leaning down to kiss the top of Ayumu's head. "Cause you're a masochist and like when I abuse your trust?" His right hand slid in between their two bodies, stroking along the other's fully clothed lower half. Ayumu let out a small hiss and tried to spring backwards, but Kousuke's other hand was still latched firmly about his waist.
He briefly pondered on a way to escape, but quickly gave up on the idea. While he was not one to bring attention to himself, Kousuke most assuredly would make a scene and thus ruin any escape plans he came up with. Better to just lie there and take it like a man…
But it was going to be so embarrassing if someone caught them here… in a public place… in a photo booth… where everyone from school came… oh god…
"Kousuke, this is a really bad idea." Ayumu tried to reason with the redhead, but the Blade Child wasn't up for talking. His mouth was currently making its way down to the brunette's neck, teeth nipping at tender skin as it proceeded. "Kousuke, quit it. Listen to me!"
Again, his hissed whispers were met with nothing more than an action. The hand caressing the brunette started moving faster, ending what little discussion there had been. Ayumu let out a moan, his body moving instinctively against the redhead's hand. His jeans were starting to get way too tight, the brunette noticed, but his thoughts quickly trailed away to a different place.
Kousuke watched his boyfriend become aroused and grinned, slipping his other hand from around the brunette's waist to his own jean pocket. He dug around for a couple seconds, before pulling out a few dollar bills and inserting them into the money slot. "Say cheese, sweetie." He crooned, clicking the blinking button on the dashboard. Ayumu didn't answer, he was so busy moving his hips to try and achieve completion.
There wasn't a flash or anything signaling that the camera had gone off, but Kousuke didn't really care. His attention had gone back to his boyfriend, who was pushing his pants slightly down. Kousuke smiled and slid his hand into the opening, stroking the brunette fully. Ayumu moaned again and pressed even harder into the redhead, which resulted in Kousuke's own arousal.
He kissed Ayumu chastely, pumping all the while, as he maneuvered himself into position. His own pants had somehow, probably Ayumu himself, been unzipped, so that his member was poking out painfully. Kousuke picked the brunette up and made his boyfriend straddle him, pushing into him without hesitation. There was a slight discomfort in the action, but then they were quickly moving as one, moaning as they went.
From outside, Kousuke could hear someone knocking on the booth and a slight hissing noise, but he just kept right on. Ayumu was above him slightly, biting tenderly at his own hand as he tried to muffle his moans. They continued like this for several seconds, before both boys let out a low groan, coming together.
That same knocking sound came again. Kousuke looked around his boyfriend's shoulder and glared at the flimsy curtain blocking them from the public. "What is it?" He growled, nuzzling Ayumu's neck. The brunette, on the other hand, looked horrified, and was pulling up his jeans as fast as possible. Kousuke was actually pretty calm and was pulling his pants up almost lazily.
"Kousuke, you might want to get out of there as fast as possible." Ryoko's voice sounded from outside, startling both boys. "Your pictures are developing… and they're not exactly PG-13, if you know what I mean."
Ayumu looked dazed for about two seconds and then his face morphed into something terrible. Kousuke shrank back against the wall of the photo booth, the picture of terror, just as the brunette let loose.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"
"Now Ayumu, it's not what you-"
WHAM!
"SUNUVABITCH!"
"Ayumu please-"
"I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU!"
"Can we please look at this-"
WHAM!
A few minutes later…
Ayumu jumped out of the photo booth, a huge smile on his face. Ryoko, who was holding the developed pictures, took a quick step back and let the brunette by. Ayumu just continued on, still smiling, but it was a scary smile, one that promised a world of hurt to any who crossed him.
Waiting until he left, Ryoko slowly went over to the photo booth and pulled aside the flimsy curtain… only to find Kousuke lying on the floor, holding his nose. "I dink he brok'd my noz'…" Was the only thing she could get out of him. Sighing, she pulled him to his feet and led him to the bathroom. "You just had to piss him off again, didn't you?"
Kousuke smiled and, still holding his nose with one hand, took the pictures from Ryoko. "Id wad wurt it for dist." And his grin only grew wider as he looked at the photos.
To be continued…
Asura: Happy birthday Rikuchi. Hope you like the chapter. And thanks again to all my reviewers. My computer just crashed (today, in fact) and I'll try and get to updating again as quickly as possible. So, read and review please. :D And have a nice day.
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