Newlyweds | By : Lennith Category: +S to Z > s-CRY-ed/Scryed Views: 4059 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own s-CRY-ed, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Author: Lennith
Rating: NC-17! My imagination is evil and dirty. It’s still a humor fic though!
Pairing: KazuRyu, RyuKazu
Disclaimer: I am not a genius; hence I did not create Scryed! The story and all characters belong to Bandai, Yosuke Kuroda, Yasunari Toda, the little green gods, Bill Gates, and whoever else contributed to their creation. Namely, not me!
Warnings: This fic is YAOI! If you don’t know that term, I highly suggest you look it up before reading. Though if you’re reading Scryed fanfiction, chances are you know perfectly well what yaoi is and you’re looking for some man on man action. Well, rest assured, you’ve come to the right place
A/N: Mwahahaha, I am happy to say, ladies and gentlemen, that this fic has produced my VERY FIRST FLAME! Awww, it’s so friggen cute! *tickles it mercilessly!* If you haven’t seen it yet, it’s in my reviews. I was wondering how much damage I would have to do before some homophobe finally bitched me out! This one’s just a sweet little bugger though. For those of you who read my other Scryed fic, Underground, I just wanted to let you know I have NOT abandoned it! I hope to update it this weekend if possible. I intended to update it first, but I’m just not in the mood. So, more Newlywed goodness for you people! I’m so happy that it’s loved (and hated XD).
Rena-nena : *catches kisses!* Awww, yeah, I CAN write fluff! I just generally choose not to XD So glad it got your seal of approval! I luv ya! And I’m so glad you love Ringo, too! I adore him, even if he is just an OC of my own creation. He’ll be around~
Brightdreamer: Urrrrgh, yeah. The OOCness is what made me hate that last chapter, I think. Glad it was still good though! I guess I have license to do whatever I want with this fic! Lord knows I’ve already tainted many realms, with plenty of others in mind, kuku.
RedHedLvr: EEE, thank you SO much for your support! Haha, no worries, I’m not going to let one party-pooper stand in the way of my madness! Yeah, flamer cowardice is rather amusing XD Ah well, I doubt I’d bother to harass them anyway. Flames are meant to be tickled and laughed at for their uncreativity and idiocy! Glad to hear the fluff was alright with you too! I hope I can stick with humor and perversion for a while though. Fluff isn’t really my cup of tea. As for Ringo, sure, you can hate him! Haha, don’t worry too much though. He is fishy and tricky, but a good boy at heart!
Shikan:Yaaaay! So glad you thought it was ok! Glad to hear you enjoyed it! Yep, now it’s official~ Onwards towards domestication.
Gothic_Kaiba: Mmmmm a Kaiba! Haha, sorry! I’m a monstrous KaibaJou fan! Seto is sex with a spoon. Careful, I might lick you! Sorry, hope I don’t scare ya! Thank you so much for joining my lovely crew of reviewers! I’m glad to hear your enjoying and learning from this fic! Ohoho, this fic might not be the best to learn from, since I’m putting the boys through a pretty wild ride, but it’s fun nonetheless! Thanks for your encouragements and I hope you stay on board as a reader!
THEY WEREN'T GAY!!: Wow, it must have taken a lot of effort to review here, since you’re obviously blind. Thank you, I’m flattered! I’m not going to preach to you about the blatantly obvious homosexual overtones to the anime (I can think of dozens of examples from it just off the top of my head) because I’m not the type to force my opinion on someone. We’re all free to believe what we wish, and if you honestly feel there is no sense of attraction between Kazuma and Ryuhou, by all means believe it. I’m just going to warn you with a bit of friendly advice though: If you’re against yaoi just don’t read Scryed fanfiction. Most people who watch it (even those who don’t support yaoi) have noticed what I have and most fans plop those two boys into sexual situations without a second thought. Good luck to you!
ixi
Homecoming.
“Gyah! Ryuhou, what are you doing?! Lemme down, lemme down!”
Ryuhou crossed the threshold, his arms full of a squirming Kazuma, and gave his partner a quick peck before setting him down on his feet.
Kazuma stared at the other like he was absolutely stark barking mad. “What the heck was that all about?!”
Ryuhou gave a smug little smirk. “It’s tradition for a man to carry his woman over the threshold the first time they enter their home as husband and wife.”
Kazuma’s jaw dropped and then contorted into a variety of shapes as he tried to work out a response. He was used to dishing out the ‘wife’ jokes, not being the brunt of them. Long after Ryuhou lost the reigns of his poker face and was chuckling quietly Kazuma finally managed to respond with a frustrated mutter that sounded like “bastard.”
Ryuhou just ignored it, still wearing a small grin and went to the answering machine while Kazuma vaulted onto the couch and seemed determined to eat one of the pillows. He pressed the flashing red button that indicated that the couple had missed some calls.
“You. Have. THREE. Hundred… Seventy TWO. New. Messages,” the halting female voice announced. Kazuma spat out the pillow he’d been trying to ingest.
“Did I just hear three hundred seventy two messages?”
Ryuhou, looking quite confused and surprised as well nodded. “That’s what it says… Who would be calling us over three hundred times?”
“Well, don’t just gawk at the thing, Ryu-chan. Play them!”
With a small shrug Ryuhou pushed the play button.
“Message. One.”
“Hello? Ryuhou? Please pick up the phone…” Kazuma almost busted a gut and Ryuhou hung his head in shame as Mimori’s voice crackled through the machine. “Um, you guys weren’t serious about this right? Hello? It isn’t nice to play jokes on your friends…”
Ryuhou cut the message short by skipping to the next one.
“Message. Two.”
“Hello, it’s Mimori and I just want to sa-“ Ryuhou pressed the skip button again.
“Message. Three.”
“Oh god, please don’t tell me you’re on your honeymoon. Ryuhou, if he touches yo-“ Skip.
Kazuma almost choked on his laughter, clutching his sore stomach. “Are you actually going to go through all of those messages?”
“I have to,” Ryuhou snarled, skipping over Mimori Message number seven, which included crying. “What if somebody else called or there’s actually an important message?”
“Suit yourself but I bet twenty bones that at least three hundred sixty are from her,” Kazuma wheezed, plopping back into a comfortable position on the couch.
ixi
After almost two hours, Kazuma had won his bet. All but three of the messages were from Mimori, and none of them were urgent. Message two hundred ninety eight had been from Urizane, who was obviously at the bar and drunk as a skunk.
“Kazuma and Ryuhou sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g! First comes love, then comes marriage! Then comes a ba- oh, my bad.” Urizane laughed drunkenly and a protest from Eelian could be heard in the background. “I just wanted to say CONGRATULATIONS! I’m glad you two finally tied the knot, though I’m pissed we weren’t invited. Kazuma, thanks for giving Ryuhou a good lay. He needed that huge rod up his ass removed. OH! MORE BEER! Uh, talk to you guys later! … Eelian, how the hell do you turn this thing off?” After some random noise the call was cut.
Message three hundred twenty six was from Kanami.
“Hello, Kazu-kun? I just wanted to say sorry that we tried to dress you up. When will you two be back? Could you ask Ryuhou to call Mimori when you get back? I think she’s having a hard time with this. Anyway, please call me you get in. We can go on a picnic! Bye-bye, hope you’re having fun!”
And finally, message three hundred seventy was from, of all people, Ringo.
“Hello! It’s Rin-kun. Ahhh… sorry to be a bother but I’ll be getting there early. I’m already in the city and I should be getting to your area sometime late tonight.” His voice sounded sheepish. “I got antsy and couldn’t wait to get over there, so I jumped an earlier flight. Everyone from the park says they miss you already! Any chance tomorrow you can introduce me to your friend or show me around? Sorry, I’m excited! Just give me a call back at 4595-1795 when you have a chance, alright? Bye!”
Kazuma hurriedly copied down the number as Ryuhou hastily skipped through the last two Mimori Messages. “Great, now we can rest up the rest of the day and introduce him to Tachibana tomorrow morning,” Kazuma grinned gleefully.
Ryuhou took a seat on the couch next to his lover, looking rather drained from having to go through so many Mimori Messages. “You still want to try and make a match of those two?”
The redhead nodded emphatically. “Yep, it’ll work. Why, still griping?”
Ryuhou shrugged. “I just don’t think it’s such a great idea. Interfering with a friend’s love-life can get complicated and ugly.”
Kazuma rolled his eyes. “Yeah yeah, so you tell me, grandma. Don’t be such a stick in the mud, it’ll be fine.”
“Ok, just thought I’d warn you once more,” Ryuhou conceded, not feeling like going up against Kazuma’s stubbornness. “Now let’s take a bath. You can wash my back.”
Kazuma scoffed. “You can wash your own back! I spoiled you too much on our honeymoon.”
Ryuhou surprised him with a long, teasing kiss before getting up and taking a step towards the bathroom. “Guess you’re right. Why don’t you call Tachibana then and let him know we’re paying a visit tomorrow.” With a sly smirk he turned his back on his lover and stalked off. Kazuma rushed to his feet and followed him, quickly catching up.
“That’s not fair and you know it,” he grumbled, shutting the bathroom door behind them.
ixi
Tachibana yawned sleepily as he approached the door, wondering who would be calling at such an early hour. He’d only just woken up and was slightly annoyed at having to greet unexpected visitors in his pajamas, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it now. With a faint sigh he clutched the doorknob, turned it and drew the door open to see Kazuma with a huge cheeky grin and Ryuhou looking about as tired and rumpled as he was.
“Kazuma, Ryuhou,” he looked between the two men, momentarily confused. “Is something wrong? You should have called when you came back from vacation.” He stifled another yawn with the back of his hand.
“Sorry to bother you so early, Tachibana. And for not calling. Kazuma neglected to call you last night and he was too excited to wait until a decent hour,” Ryuhou apologized, yawning himself.
“Good morning, Tachi-kun! Sorry to rouse you from your beauty rest,” Kazuma greeted cheerfully.
The confusion only increased. “Good morning… Excited? What’s going on?”
“Well, you see,” Kazuma started almost before Tachibana had finished his question, “while Ryu-chan and I were on our honeymoon-“
“Don’t call me ‘Ryu-chan’,” Ryuhou grumbled, elbowing Kazuma hard in the ribs.
“Ouch, happened across an alter user in need of your fine expertise, good doctor.”
“Don’t call me ‘good doctor,’ either,” Tachibana interjected.
“So,” Kazuma continued, ignoring the comment, “we figured that since our new friend was headed this way that we should recommend you!”
Tachibana blinked. “Oh. Alright. And who is this person and what do they need help with?”
Kazuma’s unfailing grin broadened. “Ask him yourself!” To Tachibana’s surprise Kazuma pulled a stranger from beyond his range of vision beside the doorway and in to view. Correction: tall, very attractive stranger. “Yukishyo Ringo, meet my good friend Tachibana Asuka.”
Tachibana flushed, suddenly very embarrassed about his rumpled pajamas. “Er, ah, hello,” he stuttered out, politely offering his hand. At first the newcomer didn’t respond, bending down a little to get a better look at Tachibana with a gaze that made the shorter man feel like a butterfly pinned to a specimen board. Before he could get too annoyed at the man’s rudeness, a small bouquet of wildflowers appeared in Ringo’s hand with a slight puff of smoke.
“Pleasure to meet you. Yukishyo Ringo, at your service. Though nobody calls me by my last name so please call me Ringo.” Ringo said with a gentle smile, offering the flowers to Tachibana’s outstretched hand. Surprised but flattered, Tachibana took them and fingered them curiously before returning his attention back to the newcomer. Long, sandy colored hair, pale green eyes behind small round spectacles perched on a thin, well shaped nose and a smile that made his insides go all soft. He had to blink away the shoujo-bubbles clouding his vision when he realized by Ryuhou’s fidgeting that he’d been staring, not saying anything, for longer than he’d intended.
“N-nice to meet you! Please, come in, everyone,” he said, quickly moving aside to allow the three men to enter.
Ringo glanced around a bit before settling on the overstuffed couch in the living room area. “Nice place you have,” Ringo complimented, liking what he saw. Kazuma and Ryuhou’s house was rather strange, being immaculately clean, which he assumed was Ryuhou’s doing, with random piles of junk, which he assumed was Kazuma’s doing.
Tachibana blushed slightly, shrugging. “It’s not much, but it’s comfortable,” he replied humbly. Ringo graced him with another smile and he felt his insides go gooey again.
“I was thinking he could stay here with you, since he needs some treatment and has nowhere to go,” Kazuma grinned.
“Sure! I mean, ah, let me make you some coffeeeeeeee!” Tachibana yelped as he tripped over his own two feet in his rush to the kitchen.
Ringo blinked, turning slightly to Kazuma. “Is he always so awkward?” he asked with a lilt of amusement.
“Nah, this is a first,” Kazuma chuckled. He leaned over to Ryuhou and whispered discreetly. “See, told you this would work.”
Ryuhou only rolled his eyes, not exactly sure what gave Kazuma the indication that something was “working”.
To be continued…
A/N: Woo, more plot! Haha, sorry! I can only pump out so much smut! Hopefully the next chapter will be citrus-y! Mmm anyway~ Sorry for more Mimori bashing XD I thought it’d be amusing! I know I thought it was. Weeee~
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