You're My Heaven

Chapter 7

“Christmas Eve is coming up soon,” Kazuki breathed into Keita’s ear as he spooned him in bed one morning. “What do you want?”

“Just you,” Keita yawned.

Kazuki laughed softly. “You can have me anyway. What do you want for a present?”

Keita stirred a little, then nestled himself back deeper into Kazuki’s arms. “I don’t know…I’ve never had a boyfriend to share Christmas Eve with before. So I don’t know what kinds of things to ask for.”

Kazuki blushed, glad to know that this would be Keita’s first Christmas Eve spent romantically. He had been fairly sure, but it was nice to get confirmation.

On the evening of the 24th, they settled down onto the floor, and Keita pulled something out from under his bed. It was large, about two feet in both width and length, but was flat. It was wrapped in simple white paper, with a red ribbon tied around it in a bow. “Go on, open it,” he urged Kazuki. The blonde nodded, and began to tear at the paper carefully. Once he had uncovered what was inside, he just had to stare for a while, his face expressionless.

Keita chewed at his lip nervously. “Um, do you think it’s stupid?” he asked nervously, his voice faltering a little.

Kazuki looked up, his face brimming with joy and pride. “No, of course not! It’s so wonderful, that it took my breath away…” They both looked down at the gift together. It was a framed piece of artwork, done by Iwai in charcoal and chalk on red paper. The picture was of the two of them. They were sitting side by side, and Keita’s head was turned up sideways, looking at Kazuki, his face full of adoration. Kazuki was looking down, a gentle smile of contentment on his lips.

Keita spoke. “Iwai did it from memory…he said he sees us looking at each other like that so much, that he was burned into his brain.” Kazuki just nodded, overwhelmed with happiness. He set the picture aside and leaned in, taking Keita’s face in his hands, and kissing him softly.

He pulled away after a few moments, and said, “Now, for your present…” Keita clapped his hands gleefully and waited expectantly, but Kazuki rose to his feet, reaching out a hand to help him up. “Come on, we have to go somewhere else to get it.” Keita nodded and stood with him, and they put on their coats and set out.

They walked hand and hand through Bell Liberty Forest. As they got closer and closer to their unknown destination, Keita began to be able to guess at where they were going. This was the path to the Western style house that they had shared their first kiss in. His conjecture was right, as they walked up in front of the impressive mansion.

Kazuki let them in with a key, and flipped on the lights as they entered. Keita gasped as he looked around. The last time they had been there, it had looked more like a storeroom than a house, with shrouded furniture placed haphazardly around, and boxes dotting the floor. But it was warmly furnished, and looked like a real and quite luxurious home.

Keita wandered around for a few minutes, just touching things and murmuring to himself softly. He went from room to room, gasping at the state of the art kitchen, which glimmered with stainless steel, and admiring the handsome furniture in all the rooms. Kazuki took his hand and guided him up the stairs. “And this,” he said as he pushed open a door, “is the master suite.”

Keita couldn’t do anything but gape open mouthed at the beauty of the room. It was huge, as large as some people’s whole houses. A lavish four poster king sized bed centered the room, and glossy mahogany furniture filled the rest of the room. He moved over to a door in the room, opening it to reveal an amazing master bathroom, with a huge spa tub, a giant shower, and a countertop longer than he had ever seen.

He shook his head in disbelief. “It’s all so amazing…I can’t believe how different it all looks.”

Kazuki moved up behind him, embracing him and nuzzling his neck. “It’s all yours…”

Keita’s eyes widened as he struggled to comprehend. “What do you mean?”

Kazuki turned him around, kissing him softly and then gazing into his eyes. “This house belongs to you.”

Keita’s face darkened to a deep red color. “But…” Suddenly he began to hyperventilate, and Kazuki urged him over to a chair, where he sat down and struggled to catch his breath.

Kazuki kneeled in front of him, looking up into his face with worry. “It’s too much, isn’t it?”

Keita shook his head, brushing tears from his eyes. “It's just... I don’t deserve all this…” he murmured, the broke out into full on bawling. Kazuki came up higher, wrapping his arms around him and shushing him comfortingly.

“You do deserve all this. You’ve made me happier than I ever thought I could be…” Keita stopped crying, and they just held each other in silence for a while.

Keita pulled back so that he could look up into Kazuki’s dark blue eyes. “Really? I make you that happy?” he squeaked softly. Kazuki just nodded, and embraced him once more.

After Keita had recovered from the shock, he wandered around the room a bit. He crossed over to the closet, opening it and staring inside in wonder. It was bigger than his dorm room! And better yet, it was filled with clothes. On one side, there were suit jackets, pants, and dress shirts that obviously belonged to Kazuki, but on the other side hung clothes that looked more like Keita’s style. He stepped over, yanking at a blue pullover on a hanger, and looking at the size on the tag. Sure enough, it, like everything else on that side, was his size. He turned to Kazuki. “Clothes, too?”

Kazuki nodded, smiling. “The dresser drawers have things in them too…I just thought it would be more convenient for you.” Keita just looked through all the clothes in wonder. Kazuki continued to speak. “We can still keep our dorm rooms, of course, because it’s more convenient sometimes. But it will be nice to be able to come home to all this when we want to…”

Keita turned around, taking him by the hand and leading him to the bed. They sat down together, and Kazuki reached up, stroking Keita’s hair gently. They began to kiss; soft, sweet kisses that slowly built into passionate ones. Keita pulled Kazuki on top of him, and they writhed together on top of the comforter. Kazuki’s hands traveled up and down the sides of Keita’s body, as Keita’s hands stroked at his back.

After a while, Keita pulled back, breathing heavily. His eyes were half lidded, full of pleasure and lust. “Kazunii…” he whispered. “Tonight…I want you to make love to me.”

Kazuki blushed deeply, not expecting this out of Keita. “Do you mean…?” he asked tremulously, and Keita nodded, his eyes sparkling softly. “Oh, Keita,” he sighed, crushing his lips against the red head’s.

Keita broke away from the kiss a few minutes later, blushing heavily. “But, I…I don’t know how, so…I mean, I’ve never done this before…so do you…do you know what to do?”

Kazuki blushed as well. “I’ve never done it either, but…I’ve read things.”

Keita shyly smiled up at him. “You’ve never done it before? I’m kind of surprised.”

Kazuki looked down on him in awe. “Oh, Keita, didn’t you know? You’re the only one I’ve ever even kissed. I’ve always known you were the only one for me...so I waited patiently until we could be together again.”

Keita flushed happily at this. He hoped that it was so, but to know made him incredibly happy. “So, I was even your first kiss…” He looked sad for a moment, but then his face brightened. Kazuki asked him what it was, and Keita shook his head a little. “No, I was just sad for a second because I thought that Naruse-senpai was my first kiss, that time he jumped on me when we first met.” Kazuki’s body tingled with outrage when he thought about how upset he had been to come across that scene. Keita continued talking. “But, I realized that doesn’t count, because I didn’t want him to kiss me. You were the first person I ever kissed, that I wanted to kiss.”

Kazuki chuckled a little, playing absentmindedly with a lock of Keita’s hair. “Well, even then, Naruse wouldn’t have been your first kiss. I guess you don’t remember, just like you don’t remember a lot of stuff from that summer we spent together as children. Do you recall that night when we got caught in a cave by that terrible thunderstorm?” Keita nodded, and Kazuki continued. “Well, you were so scared and cold, so I held you as tightly as I could; trying to keep you feeling safe and warm. After a while, you finally relaxed, and you tilted your head up at me, and kissed me lightly on the lips. I felt a shock go through my whole body. I mean, we were both too young to realize what it really meant, but as the years went by, when I thought about you and remembered everything, including that kiss, I realized that I was in love with you."

Keita trembled a little, but Kazuki went on. "All I could think about was you. My heart and soul belonged to you, and when I took over this school two years ago, I began to search for you. I wanted to keep my promise, for us to go to the same school. Of course I was well aware of the difference in our ages, so I had to pretend to be a student once I had brought you here. I was driven on by my unwavering devotion to you, and I prayed with all my heart that one day, when we met again, you would feel the same way about me. So, to have you here...and you actually love me in return...it's more than I could have ever hoped for." Kazuki finished his tale, then looked down at Keita, worry on his face. "You don't think I'm weird because of all of that, do you?"

Keita shook his head quickly, lacing his fingers around the back of Kazuki's neck. "No...of course not...it's..." Tears began to well up in his eyes as they overflowed with joyous tears.

"Oh, Keita," Kazuki murmured, brushing away the tears gently.

"It's wonderful..." Keita breathed, and their mouths met again, kissing furiously. Kazuki slowly undressed Keita, planting kisses over each patch of skin that he uncovered. Then he disrobed himself, and their warm skin pressed together as they slipped under the sheets.

"Kazuki..." Keita moaned. "I really do...I really want to make love to you..." Kazuki kissed him firmly, his hands moving over him under the sheets. He worked Keita up to the point of no return, and then pulled away slightly to get something from the nightstand drawer. Kazuki slicked himself down, then pressed himself gently at Keita's entrance.

"Keita...you have to tell me if it hurts...and I'll stop..." he whispered. Keita nodded, biting his lip and trying to relax. He wanted it so badly that he wasn't even afraid anymore. Kazuki pushed as carefully as he could inside, and they both groaned, overwhelmed with pleasure. Keita began to rock against Kazuki, who moved in a steady rhythm above him.

"Kazunii..." Keita moaned. "It feels so good..." Kazuki, overjoyed that he was not hurting Keita, reached down and stroked at Keita's quivering hardness. Between the double pleasures, Keita whined and whimpered, then cried out in sheer ecstasy as he released. Kazuki groaned, more pleased than he could have ever imagined, and then lowered his head and made short, sharp thrusts as he came as well. The two of them sighed happily, embracing and planting soft kisses on each other.

They rolled apart carefully, and then held each other close in the bed, gazing in to each other's eyes. "Kazuki, I love you..." Keita whispered.

"I love you too, Keita," Kazuki replied, and they fell asleep, blissful.