Gaining Your Love: a Heisei Kumi fanfic (epilogue)
Author: ryosukekoibito
Pairing: Ariyama
Rating: PG-13
Genre:Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone, c'mon guys.
Summary:Long before the Heisei Kumi knew Keito Daiki makes it his mission to make the stunning Yamada Ryosuke fall in love with him, and it's going to be much harder than Daiki expected. So! For anyone who read my Heisei Kumi fic, this is the Ariyama spinoff I said I'd write! And if you didn't read it, please go check it out. The first chapter can be found here.
A/N: So, this is the end. Thank you all for reading, it means so much to me. I hope you all enjoyed it! Please, comments are always appreciated!
Previous Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14
A twenty year old Daiki sighs, sitting up on the couch, the warm glow of the lamps reminding him that outside it was dark, the blackness of night, or perhaps by this point early morning, covering everything. Yamada had sent the new kid, Keito, back home with the message that he was going to be out late. Daiki hoped it wouldn't be too much longer, he didn't like the sound of the rain on the roof. If the storm got any worse he figured he would have to go out and find Yamada himself. As if on cue the front door opened, and two soaked cardboard boxes were shoved through the space, rain spilling in with them, quickly followed by Yamada, who whipped the door shut as soon as his body was on the dry side of the threshold. The two boxes had been Yamada's reason for staying out so late: he'd gotten a chair for the new kid to sit in at the dinner table. He was so thoughtful. Daiki grinned, standing and going to him, tilting his head in for a kiss, and when he does he can smell the rain, and the sweet scent of roses that Yamada always smelled like, comforting and intoxicating and perfect. His lips however, tasted gooey, and like imitation watermelon-sickeningly sweet. Lip gloss. He must have been on a swindle earlier.
"How was it?" He asked, wrapping his arms around Yamada's wet form, pulling the boy as close to him as he could, feeling him, his warmth.
"Fine. I don't want to talk about her right now though." Yamada brushed the topic off, instead pulling out of Daiki's arms just enough to lace their lips together in a second kiss. It's perfect, aside from the stupid watermelon, and Daiki can't help but mention it.
"You taste like lip gloss." He tries to sound annoyed, but he's content, if not overjoyed, because Yamada was there in his arms. He let his hands slip under the fabric of Yamada's shirt, the feeling of the cold, damp, smooth skin of his lower back under Daiki's fingertips sending chills up his arms. Yamada let out a little sigh, and leaned against Daiki, burying his face into Daiki's shoulder and stilling, resting there for a drawn out moment. Daiki felt his heart beat in his chest, and buried his nose in Yamada's hair, giving the top of his head a gentle kiss. Yamada slowly pulled back, and Daiki took the liberty of swinging him off of his feet, cradling him bridal style in his arms.
"You look exhausted, let's go to bed...we can take care of the chair in the morning." He climbed the stairs, Slowly so as to not jostle Yamada so much, and Yamada just fisted his hands in Daiki's shirt front, ear to Daiki's heart. Daiki carried him all the way to their bedroom, even managing to get the door open with ease. He set Yamada down on their queen sized bed, and the boy stretched like a cat, grinning up at him from his place atop their sheets.
"Thanks Dai-chan." Daiki sat next to him, and Yamada pulled himself to his feet saying
"I need to get out of these wet clothes and into my pajamas..." He turned, sending a warning look Daiki's way.
"Don't peek while I'm changing." He said, and Daiki grinned at the familiar phrase, sighing dramatically, and nodding, turning his back to Yamada, and once he heard the noises of the younger one taking off the wet clothes he took the opportunity to open their bedside table drawer, pulling out the little cake he had hidden there earlier, and lighting the three candles-one for every year-deftly. He turned back around, cake in hand, to find Yamada tying the drawstring on his pajama bottoms, still unaware. When the brown haired boy turned around however, his eyes grew wide. Daiki grinned at his expression.
"Happy anniversary." He announced, and Yamada blinked at him for a moment, fingers playing with his necklace, their anniversary gifts from the year before, and he murmured
"Oh, Dai-chan..." The affection in his voice was all Daiki needed, and he held the cake up, the candles to being blown out swiftly. The cake was placed on the bedside table, and he reopened the drawer, pulling out two forks and handing one to his boyfriend, scooping some cake up and putting it in his mouth, tasting the moist, delicious confection and going in for another bite. Yamada too had a mouth full of cake, and soon half of it was gone. Daiki lost interest, instead he chose to smear icing on Yamada's neck, taking the opportunity to pull the boy close, his tongue and lips attempting to remove the icing. Once he realized what Daiki was doing Yamada swung one leg over Daiki's own, straddling him there on the bed so that they were facing each other, giving Daiki better leverage, and Daiki wrapped his arms around Yamada's bare torso, relishing the feeling of Yamada so close, his smooth skin, and Yamada let out a soft humming noise, pulling his neck away only to replace it with his lips, The kiss languid and warm, and loving, and then he trailed his own kisses down Daiki's neck, the feeling of his lips brushing against Daiki's skin sending shivers down his spine. As he moved, his nimble fingers found the buttons of Daiki's shirt, and they began unbuttoning the buttons, revealing more and more skin. Daiki froze, shocked. Yamada had never once attempted to strip Daiki of his clothes. Not that Daiki was minding. He helped with his sleeves, and pulled Yamada's lips to his own as the shirt crumpled to the bed, gently repositioning them so that Yamada was laying on the bed, Daiki on his hands over him, and he stopped the kissing for a moment, taking in Yamada's perfection.
"You're amazing." He breathed, and Yamada leaned up, wrapping his fingers in Daiki's hair, Daiki's necklace bumping him in the chest as he brought their lips together, his tongue slipping into Daiki's mouth and they didn't pull away until neither of them could breathe, both taking sharp gasps of air. Daiki let his lips reconnect with the skin of Yamada's throat, his hands finding Yamada's own and entwining their fingers. He was going to try something new. He trailed kisses down Yamada's neck, down to where he usually stopped, at his collar bone, and then he continued, going right down the center of Yamada's chest, all the way down his abs to his belly button, and down a few more inches to where his pajama pants were tied around his little waist with a drawstring. He grabbed it with his teeth, looking up at Yamada through his bangs, and he could see the love shining in Yamada's eyes, but he had stiffened up, and Daiki had to make the call. After a moment of hesitation, desire wrestling to take over, he released the string, leaving it untouched, and leaned forward to catch Yamada's lips with his own, trying to put that confidence back into him with his lips and his tongue. Yamada responded, and when they broke apart Daiki whispered
"I won't...you're not ready." Yamada's eyes were wide with emotion, and Daiki flopped on the bed next to him, resting on his side. He wrapped an arm around Yamada's waist, pulling him close.
"I love you." Yamada murmured the words before Daiki got the chance to, and he placed a tender kiss on Daiki's lips.
"Ryosuke...you -" He tries to find words for just how amazing the other boy is. Just how perfect. Just how lucky he felt to have him. Nothing came to mind. Instead he just pulled him closer, placing a gentle kiss on Yamada's forehead before pulling it to his chest, and he buried his nose in his hair, taking in the scent. There was a happy
"Good night." shared between them, before they finally drifted off into sleep, together in each other’s arms.
A/N: Ah, it's over. It's so strange. Thank you all for reading, it means a lot to me that anyone would give their time to read my fic. I don't really know what to say....I've started another fic. I will start posting that one soon. It's a little bit different, and takes some explaining. I know most of you probably won't be interested, but I'm going to tell you about it here, okay?
So my sister is also a fic writer, ai_ai_gasa2 and a while back she wrote a JUMP fic called The Prince's Princess, which featured Takanoo as the main pairing. One of her side pairings however, was Ariokamoto, who's relationship I found adorable throughout the story. And, as they weren't a very big part of her original story, I asked her if she would consider doing a kind of spinoff of sorts focused around their relationship. She said no, but she said I could write one if I'd like, and so I am. It is the same story, except from Keito's perspective, but I think you will find that it is very different, simply because Keito is a very different person from Inoo, and as he is not a prince, as Inoo was in the fic, many events he takes part in are not in the original story. You can find the original story here, and if you like it, and want to read more, my spinoff is called The Prince and The Pauper, so if you're interested, please keep an eye out for it! Thanks!
Okay, I know this is getting a bit ridiculous, and I'm sorry, but want to talk to you guys that read fics, and I'm not really sure how to, so... yeah. Just one last thing. I was wondering, for those of you that liked this story, and those of you who read the Heisei Kumi: my new family..would you be interested in a sequel? Just one more thing to kind of...well, continue the story, clear up some things that were never resolved, and such. I've been considering it recently, but I wanted to know if anyone would be interested. It would take place in the same AU as Gaining Your Love did, but after the Heisei Kumi ended. So, please let me know!
Thanks for being patient with me guys, I know this is obscenely long. I love you!