The birthday party
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,463
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2
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The birthday party
Hell-o.
MitRu is my favourite Slam Dunk couple.
This is a short story from Rukawa\'s POV.
Angst alert
Disclaimers: I do not own the characters...
Enjoy ^_^
The birthday party, by wicked child
Everithing was unexpected. I wasn\'t supposed to go to the party that night. I was supposed to say NO when he invited me. But I didn\'t.
So there I was. Everybody was having fun, but I wasn\'t. I just sat on a couch, feeling frustrated because he was a few meters away from me, but I couldn\'t get any closer. I was afraid... terrified because he would reject me and get disgusted by me. Because he would hate me.
During the last months he had been able to get more out of me rather than the usuals ‘Do\'aho’, ‘baka’, ‘whatever’. He had been able to talk to me and made me talk to him as well. He talks so much.
I felt sick. I wanted to leave. I wanted to sleep, but at the same time I didn\'t, because I knew that I would dream about him. There wasn\'t a single moment that I wouldn\'t think about him. Shimatta.
They say alcohol eases the pain for a while. I never drink, but maybe tonight I will. I grabbed a beer and drank it. Then another, and another. I hated beer, but that didn\'t matter anymore.
Damn beer, I had to go to the bathroom.
I got up from the couch I was sitting on, and the alcohol that was in my stomach wentht uht up to my head. At least I wasn\'t thinking about him anymore. I was just thinking about not falling down and not bumping into the walls, and of course about finding the godamn bathroom.
A hand grabbed me by my waist.
\"Watch out Rukawa, you are really pissed. You almost fell down the stairs\"
Shit, somehow I had managed to get near a bloody stairway and I would have fallen if it wasn\'t thisthis man holding me. I felt embarrassed... and sick. I wanted to throw up.
\"I need a bathroom\" I said gagging.
\"Shit! Hold on, I\'ll take you\"
I hugged the cold toilet while emptying my stomach. Someone was holding my hair out of my face for me not to vomit it, and ad wad was on my back. I guess I must have looked pathetic. My pride shattered.
I was done and I tried to get up, but my head was spinning and I couldn\'t focus.
\"C\'mon, wash your face. Do you want some water?\"
\"No\"
A hand that wasn\'t mine started cleaning my face with a damp towel or something, and a glass of water was handed to me. I drank it although I had said ‘No’.
\"You are going to lie down. You are in no condition of going to your home, so you\'re spending the night here.\"
I wasn\'t able to notice what was happening arround me. I just wanted to sleep.
I was guided to a room, strongs arms were holding me by my waist. I lied on a bed, then I was covered with a blanket.
\"You really shouldn\'t drink in that way. You\'re not used to it.\"
\"I wanted to drown my stinking rotten soul\", I whispered and then tears began coming out of my eyes. I couldn\'t stop them. Before I could do something, I was crying as a baby in someone\'s arms.
When I felt the familiar scent of the body of this man that had helped me in my pathetic show of drunkness, the familiar feeling of his skin, my head started assimilating the information.
I was in HIS house, more precisely in HIs room, and even worst, on his BED, absolutely drunk, and CRYING (the ‘Ice Prince’ crying?) in HIS arms.
His hands carressed my hair and my back. He was hugging me, trying to comfort me.
\"I\'m sorry...\" I said between sobs. I knew that I would be sorry after I did what I was going to do. But I didn\'t care anymore, things couldn\'t be worst.
\"Sorry for what RukaMMMMPH\" I had kissed him. My tongue was inside his mouth. He didn\'t kiss me back. I had expected that to happen, but I didn\'t care anymore. Finally I could taste him. I stopped suddenly.
\"I\'m sorry for that.\" I was still crying. I didn\'t get any response. He looked shocked. I was feeling embarassed, full of shame. I tried to get out of the bed, but those big, strong, masculine, beautiful soft hands grabbed my wrist and pushed me down.
\"And I am NOT sorry for this\" he said... and he kissed me. He started kissing away my tears with light butterfly kisses all over my face. I couldn\'t think anymore (not that I was thinking very clearly, mind you) as I only focused on the infinite happiness chasing away my fears. Feeling his closeness, his warmth, his lips and tongue on my skin, his scent...
The moon was giving us enough light to see each other clearly. He was looking me straight in the eyes.
\"Kaede... I\'ve been wanting this for so long\", he said in a whisper.
\"I love you...Hisashi\"
\"I love you too\"
———o———
I woke up next morning, scared that everything had been another cruel, sadistic joke from my subconscious. The kisses, the feeling of having Hisashi near me, smelling him, touching him, Hisashi making love to me...
I felt a warmth beneath me. My head was resting on Hisashi\'s bare chest. We were naked. He was hugging me. Ok, so it wasn\'t a dream, but other fears started to disturb me. Had he told me he loved me just to fuck me?
I wouldn\'t be able to take that.
He woke up and smiled.
\"Good morning gorgeous. How\'s that hang over\" he said yawning while playing with my hair. The he looked at me with a very dense expression on his face, and hugged me so hard that I thought that he was breaking my bones.
\"Rukawa, did you really mean what you said last night? I won\'t be able to take the pain if you didn\'t. Please tell me the truth. I can understand that you were really drunk, but... \"
\"You talk too much\" I interrupted his speech, and I kissed him. I smiled (yes, yes, I DO smile sometimes!!!) I was just so happy.
\"I love you Mitsui Hisashi\" I stated. He sighed in relief and laughed. He hugged me again and kissed me all over.
\"AWWWWWW I LOVE YOU SO MUUUUUCHHH!!!\"
\"Don\'t yell, I have a headache!\" I said coldly (yep, I\'m still the ice prince! Don\'t forget that!). Fucking hangover.
\"Ohh, poor baby of mine! stay here and I\'ll fix you some breakfast, and I\'ll bring you something for your head\" He flew out of the bed and headed towards the door of the room. I stopped him \"H \"Hisashi...\" I looked at him VERY seriously.
\"Huh? What? What\'s the matter hun? Are you ok? Did I do something wrong? Do you hate me? YOU HATE ME????\" he was pouting. My god, what a baka he is sometimes.
\"Do\'aho, you\'re naked. Are you going like that to the kitchen? You don\'t live alone here. Someone might see you. I just remind you in case you care.
\"Hehehehehehe! gee, sorry. I guess I talk too much\" he said scratching the back of his head, his cheeks tomatoe-red
\"Hn\" I couldn\'t do anything but smile.
He grabbed a pair of shorts on the floor and stormed out of the room.
‘Baka’, I thought, ‘My baka’
owari
Yep, It\'s not too good, but hey! I\'m a newbie. t_t
There may be Spelling/grammar mistakes bear with me.
Comments, critics, something?
bye-bye ^_^
\"\"
MitRu is my favourite Slam Dunk couple.
This is a short story from Rukawa\'s POV.
Angst alert
Disclaimers: I do not own the characters...
Enjoy ^_^
The birthday party, by wicked child
Everithing was unexpected. I wasn\'t supposed to go to the party that night. I was supposed to say NO when he invited me. But I didn\'t.
So there I was. Everybody was having fun, but I wasn\'t. I just sat on a couch, feeling frustrated because he was a few meters away from me, but I couldn\'t get any closer. I was afraid... terrified because he would reject me and get disgusted by me. Because he would hate me.
During the last months he had been able to get more out of me rather than the usuals ‘Do\'aho’, ‘baka’, ‘whatever’. He had been able to talk to me and made me talk to him as well. He talks so much.
I felt sick. I wanted to leave. I wanted to sleep, but at the same time I didn\'t, because I knew that I would dream about him. There wasn\'t a single moment that I wouldn\'t think about him. Shimatta.
They say alcohol eases the pain for a while. I never drink, but maybe tonight I will. I grabbed a beer and drank it. Then another, and another. I hated beer, but that didn\'t matter anymore.
Damn beer, I had to go to the bathroom.
I got up from the couch I was sitting on, and the alcohol that was in my stomach wentht uht up to my head. At least I wasn\'t thinking about him anymore. I was just thinking about not falling down and not bumping into the walls, and of course about finding the godamn bathroom.
A hand grabbed me by my waist.
\"Watch out Rukawa, you are really pissed. You almost fell down the stairs\"
Shit, somehow I had managed to get near a bloody stairway and I would have fallen if it wasn\'t thisthis man holding me. I felt embarrassed... and sick. I wanted to throw up.
\"I need a bathroom\" I said gagging.
\"Shit! Hold on, I\'ll take you\"
I hugged the cold toilet while emptying my stomach. Someone was holding my hair out of my face for me not to vomit it, and ad wad was on my back. I guess I must have looked pathetic. My pride shattered.
I was done and I tried to get up, but my head was spinning and I couldn\'t focus.
\"C\'mon, wash your face. Do you want some water?\"
\"No\"
A hand that wasn\'t mine started cleaning my face with a damp towel or something, and a glass of water was handed to me. I drank it although I had said ‘No’.
\"You are going to lie down. You are in no condition of going to your home, so you\'re spending the night here.\"
I wasn\'t able to notice what was happening arround me. I just wanted to sleep.
I was guided to a room, strongs arms were holding me by my waist. I lied on a bed, then I was covered with a blanket.
\"You really shouldn\'t drink in that way. You\'re not used to it.\"
\"I wanted to drown my stinking rotten soul\", I whispered and then tears began coming out of my eyes. I couldn\'t stop them. Before I could do something, I was crying as a baby in someone\'s arms.
When I felt the familiar scent of the body of this man that had helped me in my pathetic show of drunkness, the familiar feeling of his skin, my head started assimilating the information.
I was in HIS house, more precisely in HIs room, and even worst, on his BED, absolutely drunk, and CRYING (the ‘Ice Prince’ crying?) in HIS arms.
His hands carressed my hair and my back. He was hugging me, trying to comfort me.
\"I\'m sorry...\" I said between sobs. I knew that I would be sorry after I did what I was going to do. But I didn\'t care anymore, things couldn\'t be worst.
\"Sorry for what RukaMMMMPH\" I had kissed him. My tongue was inside his mouth. He didn\'t kiss me back. I had expected that to happen, but I didn\'t care anymore. Finally I could taste him. I stopped suddenly.
\"I\'m sorry for that.\" I was still crying. I didn\'t get any response. He looked shocked. I was feeling embarassed, full of shame. I tried to get out of the bed, but those big, strong, masculine, beautiful soft hands grabbed my wrist and pushed me down.
\"And I am NOT sorry for this\" he said... and he kissed me. He started kissing away my tears with light butterfly kisses all over my face. I couldn\'t think anymore (not that I was thinking very clearly, mind you) as I only focused on the infinite happiness chasing away my fears. Feeling his closeness, his warmth, his lips and tongue on my skin, his scent...
The moon was giving us enough light to see each other clearly. He was looking me straight in the eyes.
\"Kaede... I\'ve been wanting this for so long\", he said in a whisper.
\"I love you...Hisashi\"
\"I love you too\"
———o———
I woke up next morning, scared that everything had been another cruel, sadistic joke from my subconscious. The kisses, the feeling of having Hisashi near me, smelling him, touching him, Hisashi making love to me...
I felt a warmth beneath me. My head was resting on Hisashi\'s bare chest. We were naked. He was hugging me. Ok, so it wasn\'t a dream, but other fears started to disturb me. Had he told me he loved me just to fuck me?
I wouldn\'t be able to take that.
He woke up and smiled.
\"Good morning gorgeous. How\'s that hang over\" he said yawning while playing with my hair. The he looked at me with a very dense expression on his face, and hugged me so hard that I thought that he was breaking my bones.
\"Rukawa, did you really mean what you said last night? I won\'t be able to take the pain if you didn\'t. Please tell me the truth. I can understand that you were really drunk, but... \"
\"You talk too much\" I interrupted his speech, and I kissed him. I smiled (yes, yes, I DO smile sometimes!!!) I was just so happy.
\"I love you Mitsui Hisashi\" I stated. He sighed in relief and laughed. He hugged me again and kissed me all over.
\"AWWWWWW I LOVE YOU SO MUUUUUCHHH!!!\"
\"Don\'t yell, I have a headache!\" I said coldly (yep, I\'m still the ice prince! Don\'t forget that!). Fucking hangover.
\"Ohh, poor baby of mine! stay here and I\'ll fix you some breakfast, and I\'ll bring you something for your head\" He flew out of the bed and headed towards the door of the room. I stopped him \"H \"Hisashi...\" I looked at him VERY seriously.
\"Huh? What? What\'s the matter hun? Are you ok? Did I do something wrong? Do you hate me? YOU HATE ME????\" he was pouting. My god, what a baka he is sometimes.
\"Do\'aho, you\'re naked. Are you going like that to the kitchen? You don\'t live alone here. Someone might see you. I just remind you in case you care.
\"Hehehehehehe! gee, sorry. I guess I talk too much\" he said scratching the back of his head, his cheeks tomatoe-red
\"Hn\" I couldn\'t do anything but smile.
He grabbed a pair of shorts on the floor and stormed out of the room.
‘Baka’, I thought, ‘My baka’
owari
Yep, It\'s not too good, but hey! I\'m a newbie. t_t
There may be Spelling/grammar mistakes bear with me.
Comments, critics, something?
bye-bye ^_^
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