[FIC] - Yet Unknown - Several Pairings - PG-13 - Series
Title: Yet Unknown
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Humor, romance
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha, Saga/Shou, Tora/Nao, Ruki/Reita, Aki/whoever calls, Miyavi/lulwut?
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: I'm innocent, this wrote itself D: I never said this would be easy.
Rainchaser's Archive
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☆ Prosperous - PG-13
☆ Flamboyance - PG
☆ Picture Perfect - PG
☆ Tired of Sleep - PG-13
☆ Coming Home - PG-13
☆ Tucked in - PG-13
☆ Two notes to notice - PG-13
☆ Share a Word - PG-13
☆ Nightingale - PG-13
☆ Wee Hours of Morning - PG-13
☆ Steps and Turns - PG-13
A list of who with whom had which child luwhutwtf.
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Suzume parked the car in front of the Machos' house. She had to drive their daughter home after she had called her mother to ask if she could stay the night at Suzume's place in order to practice bass (she had to kick the redhead to keep her from laughing in Reita's earshot).
Even though it had been Friday night, the blond said no. He told her no more sleepovers until she cleaned up her room, what she actually should have done weeks ago.
"I'm sorry." Berry said with a pout as she unbuckled her seatbelt.
"You don't have to be, it's not your fault." Suzume said, pinching a cheek of the girl.
"I could have cleaned up my room earlier." The younger said, still pouting.
"Ok, it is your fault." She laughed and earned a slap on her arm.
"You go tidy up your room. When Reita calmed down and is convinced you're his good baby girl again, call me to pick you up." She leaned forward for a good bye kiss.
Kimberly mirrored the gesture and locked her lips with pierced ones, parting them immediately to
deepen the last kiss for the day. Hands darted out to hold onto each other as tongues connected. Reluctantly, she let go.
"See you tomorrow."
"Have a good rest, honey." The older said as the girl got out of her car.
"I will." Berry walked a few steps backwards, waving her hand until she headed for the front door.
Inside the car, Suzume's thoughts were running wild. They'd be together all weekend long. What should she do? Take her out for dinner? Movies? Something special? Too romantic and suspicious? Or maybe cook something herself. No, even worse than going out. Maybe they really should just order some food online and play video games and bass.
No. Not good.
Berry was more than a friend but not yet a lover.
What should I do?!
- - -
"A double date?" Taro perked a brow.
"Yeah, why not." Akemi chirped over the phone. "Twins dating twins."
"Yoichi and I aren't twins." The black haired huffed.
"You were conceived the same night and almost born the same day and your parents are the same. Makes you twins to me." Akemi explained.
Truth is, she was right. Taro and his brother Yoichi were the result of a heated night sixteen years ago that ended with an assumed one-night-stand turning into pregnancy for both men involved.
Namely Aoi and Ni~ya.
The Manriis.
That family name was chosen by the twins because both men were called father, even though both had given birth to their respectful sons. It took them quite a while, but somehow, given time, they grew close and eventually a raw love developed. As their sons turned eight, they moved in together, to everyones surprise and amusement.
"Whatever." Taro growled.
"Are you in?" She wasn't letting him go of the hook easily.
"Do I have a choice?" He asked.
"Oh, you don't need one, I already decided for you." The girl chuckled.
Taro turned around on his bed. "How thoughtful of you. Does your sister know?"
"No. Neither does your brother."
"I know what you're up to. It's not about a double date, you just want to hook them up." He pointed out and picked at his chipped black nail polish.
"You're smart." Akemi laughed.
"How unexpected, ne?" He joined laughter.
"So? What do you say?"
"Let's do it, just to piss Yoichi off."
- - -
The boys, both dressed in nothing but pajama pants, locked eyes through the mirror as they brushed their teeth. Masayuki had his own brush at the Romantics' place, for years actually. Just like some of his clothes were stored in Chiaki's room, an extra pair of shoes rested in the entry and his own slippers warmed his feet when he walked around the house. If he'd go into the kitchen, he'd find his favorite sweets and a few fresh peaches in a fruit bowl.
He poked the blond with his free hand. In return, he was poked on his bare foot with a big toe. They kept fooling around, enjoying each little contact, not bothering how childish it seemed. White foam dripped from their chins onto naked chests, setting ideas into their minds. As Masayuki reached out and Chiaki dodged, giggling slightly, he didn't dug a finger into his hip, no, he wound his hand around it and pulled the blond closer. The hands moving the brushes stilled and abdomens were flush against each other, skin on skin, warm and smooth, right there.
With a pang it returned, the urge to kiss. To kisskisskiss until they couldn't breathe anymore, until they parted gasping for air, oversensitive, swollen lips feeling the other's heated breath caress it, making the red skin tingle and ache for more.
Hastily, they separated and rinsed their mouths and cleaned up properly. Chiaki took Masayuki's hand and pulled him out of the bathroom, punching the lights off, and dragged him into his room. As soon as the door felt shut, keeping prying eyes of parents outside, he took the brunette's face into both of his hands and kissed him, fresh and minty, outlining perfectly clean teeth with the tip of his tongue. Somehow it didn't sooth this need he felt, not at all.
He felt Masayuki's strong hands on his back, outlining his spine with one as the other held him in place, steady and safe. Step by step he guided him towards the bed. The blond let himself fall, down onto the soft covers and sheets, pulling the other along. Even if they tried, they couldn't stop kissing, simply couldn't.
It wasn't enough, he knew it by the way his belly tingled and his eyes fluttered shut whenever Masayuki's hands touched his naked chest, calloused pads intense on his skin.
He wasn't the only one feeling it.
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It's too short, but gods, I've been too busy or too sleepy lately.
8D Oh, the Manriis.
YOICHI (妖一): Japanese name meaning "bewitching/seductive first (son)
TARO (太郎): Japanese name meaning "great son," or "eldest son", usually given to the first born son
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Humor, romance
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha, Saga/Shou, Tora/Nao, Ruki/Reita, Aki/whoever calls, Miyavi/lulwut?
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: I'm innocent, this wrote itself D: I never said this would be easy.
Rainchaser's Archive
_______________________________________________________________
☆ Prosperous - PG-13
☆ Flamboyance - PG
☆ Picture Perfect - PG
☆ Tired of Sleep - PG-13
☆ Coming Home - PG-13
☆ Tucked in - PG-13
☆ Two notes to notice - PG-13
☆ Share a Word - PG-13
☆ Nightingale - PG-13
☆ Wee Hours of Morning - PG-13
☆ Steps and Turns - PG-13
A list of who with whom had which child luwhutwtf.
_______________________________________________________________
Suzume parked the car in front of the Machos' house. She had to drive their daughter home after she had called her mother to ask if she could stay the night at Suzume's place in order to practice bass (she had to kick the redhead to keep her from laughing in Reita's earshot).
Even though it had been Friday night, the blond said no. He told her no more sleepovers until she cleaned up her room, what she actually should have done weeks ago.
"I'm sorry." Berry said with a pout as she unbuckled her seatbelt.
"You don't have to be, it's not your fault." Suzume said, pinching a cheek of the girl.
"I could have cleaned up my room earlier." The younger said, still pouting.
"Ok, it is your fault." She laughed and earned a slap on her arm.
"You go tidy up your room. When Reita calmed down and is convinced you're his good baby girl again, call me to pick you up." She leaned forward for a good bye kiss.
Kimberly mirrored the gesture and locked her lips with pierced ones, parting them immediately to
deepen the last kiss for the day. Hands darted out to hold onto each other as tongues connected. Reluctantly, she let go.
"See you tomorrow."
"Have a good rest, honey." The older said as the girl got out of her car.
"I will." Berry walked a few steps backwards, waving her hand until she headed for the front door.
Inside the car, Suzume's thoughts were running wild. They'd be together all weekend long. What should she do? Take her out for dinner? Movies? Something special? Too romantic and suspicious? Or maybe cook something herself. No, even worse than going out. Maybe they really should just order some food online and play video games and bass.
No. Not good.
Berry was more than a friend but not yet a lover.
What should I do?!
- - -
"A double date?" Taro perked a brow.
"Yeah, why not." Akemi chirped over the phone. "Twins dating twins."
"Yoichi and I aren't twins." The black haired huffed.
"You were conceived the same night and almost born the same day and your parents are the same. Makes you twins to me." Akemi explained.
Truth is, she was right. Taro and his brother Yoichi were the result of a heated night sixteen years ago that ended with an assumed one-night-stand turning into pregnancy for both men involved.
Namely Aoi and Ni~ya.
The Manriis.
That family name was chosen by the twins because both men were called father, even though both had given birth to their respectful sons. It took them quite a while, but somehow, given time, they grew close and eventually a raw love developed. As their sons turned eight, they moved in together, to everyones surprise and amusement.
"Whatever." Taro growled.
"Are you in?" She wasn't letting him go of the hook easily.
"Do I have a choice?" He asked.
"Oh, you don't need one, I already decided for you." The girl chuckled.
Taro turned around on his bed. "How thoughtful of you. Does your sister know?"
"No. Neither does your brother."
"I know what you're up to. It's not about a double date, you just want to hook them up." He pointed out and picked at his chipped black nail polish.
"You're smart." Akemi laughed.
"How unexpected, ne?" He joined laughter.
"So? What do you say?"
"Let's do it, just to piss Yoichi off."
- - -
The boys, both dressed in nothing but pajama pants, locked eyes through the mirror as they brushed their teeth. Masayuki had his own brush at the Romantics' place, for years actually. Just like some of his clothes were stored in Chiaki's room, an extra pair of shoes rested in the entry and his own slippers warmed his feet when he walked around the house. If he'd go into the kitchen, he'd find his favorite sweets and a few fresh peaches in a fruit bowl.
He poked the blond with his free hand. In return, he was poked on his bare foot with a big toe. They kept fooling around, enjoying each little contact, not bothering how childish it seemed. White foam dripped from their chins onto naked chests, setting ideas into their minds. As Masayuki reached out and Chiaki dodged, giggling slightly, he didn't dug a finger into his hip, no, he wound his hand around it and pulled the blond closer. The hands moving the brushes stilled and abdomens were flush against each other, skin on skin, warm and smooth, right there.
With a pang it returned, the urge to kiss. To kisskisskiss until they couldn't breathe anymore, until they parted gasping for air, oversensitive, swollen lips feeling the other's heated breath caress it, making the red skin tingle and ache for more.
Hastily, they separated and rinsed their mouths and cleaned up properly. Chiaki took Masayuki's hand and pulled him out of the bathroom, punching the lights off, and dragged him into his room. As soon as the door felt shut, keeping prying eyes of parents outside, he took the brunette's face into both of his hands and kissed him, fresh and minty, outlining perfectly clean teeth with the tip of his tongue. Somehow it didn't sooth this need he felt, not at all.
He felt Masayuki's strong hands on his back, outlining his spine with one as the other held him in place, steady and safe. Step by step he guided him towards the bed. The blond let himself fall, down onto the soft covers and sheets, pulling the other along. Even if they tried, they couldn't stop kissing, simply couldn't.
It wasn't enough, he knew it by the way his belly tingled and his eyes fluttered shut whenever Masayuki's hands touched his naked chest, calloused pads intense on his skin.
He wasn't the only one feeling it.
_______________________________________________________________
It's too short, but gods, I've been too busy or too sleepy lately.
8D Oh, the Manriis.
YOICHI (妖一): Japanese name meaning "bewitching/seductive first (son)
TARO (太郎): Japanese name meaning "great son," or "eldest son", usually given to the first born son