Midnight Butterfly

Edited by Tech Department February 12, 2007 for database corruption related errors.

Authors NOTE: Ahhh I really can't apologize enough for this chapter being so late. *begs you not to hate me* I tend to get writer's block on lemons. Weird huh? It's not something someone really gets stuck on, but I hate making my lemons predictable, I don't want them to be like every other fic, you know. So sometimes it takes awhile for me to get an idea on how it should go. Thank god for my mom taking me through the fixture's aisle at Home Depot....@_@ Anyway....on to part two of my KaoxKyo lemon. :)


Chapter 10

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Kyo turned on the light. Buchi and Puchi stirred in their cage. Their little eyes glared up at him, little black raisins, glowering with contempt. How dare he ignore their pleading beaded eyes for the set of lush almonds that stared back at him anxiously.

"Where are you going?"

"Kyoto. My parents, just for the weekend." Kyo sighed and kicked off his shoes. "Mom's always saying how I should visit more."

"But why now?" It was in quiet desperation that Kaoru had found a response within him at all. He was so incredibly attached to Kyo, he always had been, but now...

Kyo shrugged. "Seemed as good as any other weekend."

"You're going to miss work?" Absently he checked the clock, either out of habit or from some want to look at anything but Kyo. He couldn't get the image of him on the couch out of his head. Kyo was absolutely addictive. He didn't think he could be without him right now.

"Not really. I plan on getting some lyrics done. I figure maybe being away will spark some inspiration."

After throwing aside his own shoes and finally tossing his keys on the dresser, Kaoru flopped down in the chair beside the bed. "You need outside inspiration now?" He almost wanted to think it hurt him, that Kyo had said such a thing, but he knew he was being ridiculous. He knew he was no sort of muse.

Kyo shrugged. "I don't know."

"You writing your obscure pornos again? Another Myaku? Why not let me inspire you? Certainly better than you just running off to Kyoto." Kaoru cooed sexily.

Kyo didn't notice Kaoru moving until the ball of the older man's foot was sliding up the inside of his thigh.

"You just don't want me to go." Kyo smirked.

"No. I don't." he admitted with a smile. But just as soon as it had spread across his face it vanished. "What if you had another panic attack?"

Kyo laughed. "They have hospitals in..." Kyo sputtered as Kaoru moved the arch of his foot against the front of Kyo's jeans. "...Kyoto..." he whispered breathlessly and sniffed his nose against a creeping itch, twitching his mouth to the side as he did. He didn't want to move his hands to scratch it, he didn't want to move at all. It was too much stimulation, moving, he didn't think he had the energy.

Even though it was coiled around a look of possessiveness, Kaoru gave him a little laugh about it all. "Was it your idea or hers?"

"Who?" said Kyo.

"Your mom. Did she ask you to visit her? I can't imagine it was your idea. You don't just up and visit anyone. It's not very Kyo-like."

Kyo laughed in his very 'Victorian' way. "She might've mentioned it. I don't remember." Shutting his eyes he moaned low, a sort of satisfied, vocal, sigh. "You really need to stop that."

Kaoru realized he had been tracing along the front of Kyo's jeans with his toes. He smiled. "Isn't it inspiring you?"

"To turn you over and fuck you senseless maybe...was that the sort of inspiration you were going for?"

He sighed. "Hn. A distraction maybe. Maybe I'm just taking care of you."

Very likely, yes. So very much a patron saint. Salvager, asylum, altruist. He should go down in history, penned in some school room text-book, Niikura Kaoru, Saint of protection and territorial pissing. If no one else could tell the story straight, he could. If only because he was a possession of the man's, probably always had been, as much as if he should fill a bath of the scent of Kaoru and linger in it till the marking 'spray' had seeped into every pore. How beastial.

"You still 'inspiring' me? Is that it?" Kyo grinned.

"I dunno. Lemme see." Kaoru stood up, and coming to the bed, knelt at its edge, taking Kyo's zipper with him as he sank towards the floor sensually. When it was done Kyo's erection escaped its confines, narrowly missing the zipper's metal teeth and there it stood stock still, crying from the attention it was getting. Leaning down, Kaoru fluttered his lips over the head, lapping up a little drop that sat on top of it, kissing it away. He looked up at Kyo. "Seems like I'm your muse."

"So you gave me a beginning...I need more for a song. I'm still going."

Kaoru pouted. "Did I say I was finished? A beginning is all you need. Write the rest yourself. Tell me what happens."

"Now I'm a porn director?"

Kaoru shrugged. "It's your song."

That said, Kyo stood, cock still bobbing out from the split in his jeans, Kaoru watched it amusedly as he stole away across the hall into the bathroom. Kaoru still had his eyes on him from the floor of Kyo's room when he slid the glass shower door aside and flipped on the water, holding a hand under the spray till he was satisfied with the temperature. Then he tossed off his clothes and moved out of Kaoru's field of vision, Kaoru hearing the other side of the shower door slide closed with a crack. For a moment there was nothing more than the sound of running water, and then...

"Are you coming?"

Kaoru obliged, stripping himself even before he had left the room. The bathroom was all mist, hot clouds of steam striking his skin as he closed the bathroom door and looked on. The shower stall was made of frosted glass, giving him enough sight to tell where Kyo was standing but not enough to really see anything, just a nice shape contoured along the side wall, tan, faded under the glass.

When Kaoru's hands reached for the sliding door Kyo's voice announced itself quietly but firm. "Iya. Properly, like a screen...like a geisha..."

He shivered from the sound of Kyo's voice and closed his eyes, dropping to his knees before the door, set on his heels and gripping the side of the door so delicately, and keeping his head down and gaze toward the floor, he slid the door aside. The first thing he saw when he could see past the glass was Kyo's feet, crossed at the ankles, laid in a puddle of crystal clear water.

"Slowly" Kyo instructed.

And just as Kyo had directed he brought his gaze up at a snail's pace. Little streams of water crisscrossed down the others legs before him, curvy as any woman, but strong. He followed the little rivers upward, where they dripped in streams on and around his erection. Various muscles in Kyo's tight little belly contracted with each breathe, shifted the water as it rolled downward, over the impossibly silky skin. Each bit of water seemed to wind itself around his body gorgeously, making the already silken and shaven flesh shimmer in the dim, yellowed light. His chest rose and fell quickly underneath the falls, the water pounding against the little caramel nipples, pulling out short little breathes from the lungs somewhere far underneath.
Those lips stared back at him like two halves of a bruised peach, full and reddened, translucent streaks spilling over them, and his eyes were dark and beautiful, wanting.

Kaoru choked on his own breathe. "You have no idea...how beautiful you are. Do you?"

"No." Kyo said and Kaoru slid the glass door shut. Kyo pushed the other man against the back wall, sliding his hands all along the curves of his body before claiming his lips in an all aggressive kiss. When the coupling was broken, Kyo turned him around slowly, gripping his wrists and placed Kaoru's palms flat against the wall. He slowly slid his own hands down Kaoru's raised arms, down, down, he stopped at the waist, holding it firmly and pulling it back away from the wall to his liking.

"Now, I'm pretty much resigned to the fact that your cock will find it's way into me more times than I can probably count, you always did have this weird control over me, even before this kind of playtime was an option. How many chances do I really have to pin you to the wall with mine? I already promised my mother I'd go, if you wanna make a liar of me, to break my promise, you better show me how much you want me to stay."

Kaoru moaned against the wet tile when he heard the shower door open again and felt Kyo lean over him and reach out of it, then the door clicked again and his legs were pushed apart as far as they could get and a cold wetness was being poured all over his hole. And again he moaned when the tip of the little bottle was rubbed against him, swirling around, trying to push the lube into him. Kyo eyed his hands angrily. He had to always want long nails didn't he? DAMMIT! Well, he wasn't cutting them... he needed another option.
Kyo stood back, one hand on Kaoru's perfect ass, and watched as the water and lube mixed together and slid down the insides of Kaoru's tan thighs, a perfect translucent mess. Suddenly his eyes flicked upward, watching the water cascade down like a rain storm from their sleek little attachable shower....head.... Kyo smiled. It was small enough, curved enough and WOW it even came with a pull cord! Attached right to the shower. How convenient. Thank god for sleek modern designs. He should have to praise Shinya's decorating savvy later. Right now he had a sinister idea.

Suddenly the water was gone, the sound of it was gone as well and Kaoru heaved a sigh, worried that Kyo had decided to call it quits already, but before he had time to wonder he felt something hard rubbing against his backside. Then came the not so usual feeling of Kyo trying to wiggle something in slowly, he felt the gobs of lube slide into him as this thing actually worked it's way inside him. And it felt good. He grunted a little when it was all the way in and Kyo, smirking, gave a little tug on the hose for good measure. "Kyo...?" Kaoru groaned from his spot against the wall. Kyo giggled. "You are...an evil muse. Giving me ideas like that. You should be ashamed of yourself."

Kaoru paled. "Oh god...what did you..."

"Mmm, the shower head. You know...I caught myself wondering how it would feel the other day. To be tethered to something like that... does it feel good?"

"God yes...just...don't turn it on!"

Kyo laughed sadistically and flipped the water control really quick, a split second at the most, enough to send a strong stream into Kaoru, he watched as his anus contracted around the nozzle and the water leaked out around the sides. "Sorry... You really give me mean ideas you know."

Kyo smiled when Kaoru moaned again, and taking that as a cue to get back to work he pushed and pulled on the hose a few times, making sure it could slide easily. When he was satisfied he pulled the nozzle out completely and pressed himself in to the slippery entrance, letting the shower head dangle to the side.
"Shit! It's like having Godzilla fuck you...how the hell did you get so disproportionate?" asked Kaoru as Kyo attempted to squirm himself in to the hilt. Kyo laughed, but all effort to get in was lost and he slid out. Angry at the slipup he pushed himself back in quickly, this time all the way. Right away his pace was fast and deep, earning a very vocal response from Kaoru. Who knew he was a screamer.

When Kyo hit his prostate, Kaoru arched backwards, pressing himself back against Kyo. Of course the angle was awkward and Kyo was forced to still himself, taking advantage of the slant, Kaoru kissed him deeply, his arms wrapping backwards onto Kyo, caressing his ass in the process. Strange angle or no, Kyo found himself enjoying it. Kaoru's fingers strained and slipped in between his cheeks and Kyo moaned into the kiss, deepening it ravenously. Then all at once something hard was shoved into him and he bucked into Kaoru on impulse, throwing him back towards the tile. Kaoru smirked. "Well, how does it feel, since you were wondering and all."

Kyo found himself gasping against Kaoru's wet back, his cock embedded into the warm body in front of him and tethered in back by the streamlined accessory. "FUCK! No fair! That was mean." He moaned wantonly.

For the longest time Kyo gasped and panted and moaned and wriggled against Kaoru's wet body, the duel sensations too much for him to handle, especially after having been aroused for so long. But after a few grunts of encouragement from Kaoru he bent him over again and set to pounding into him, the bowed nozzle thrusting into him on each push forward.

"God..." he almost screamed when he was met with a very strong shove on both ends, Kaoru rearing back against him and the hitch pulling him back from the inside.

"That sounded...encouraging" breathed the guitarist. "I'm assuming your curiosity is sated?"

There was a long, loud, moan from Kyo, followed by a punctuating thrust. "I really love this thing." he whimpered.

"Better than me?"

"Baka! It's your fault... it's in me."

"You wanted it...wanted to" a hard thrust "feel it. Fuck...I just...'took care of you'. My ...ahhhhhhhh...my job, remember?"

"Christ...I'm gonna pass out..." Kyo moaned, his face pressed into Kaoru's back and he moved. Each push into the guitarist was like heaven, a sharp pang of excruciating ecstasy. So good it was unbearable. Knowing the smaller one wouldn't last much longer, and was in no sort of coherency to think about the guitarist, Kaoru brought his hand between his own legs and stroked himself. Another few minutes of slippery thrusts and Kyo's vocal styling and Kyo was searing hot waves inside of him, exhausted, his own lust seeping down the drain. Convenient.

Both collapsed to the shower floor, Kyo's makeshift 'toy' slipping out of him as he fell. He hadn't the energy to support himself any more, resigned to the idea of passing out like a drunk in the shower. Kaoru flipped the water back on, the shower head springing to life as it dangled shortly above them, spraying them both down for an easy cleanup.
"You still planning on leaving me? After all that?"
"Mmmm...why don't you come with me?" Kyo asked breathlessly. "Since I already promised I'd go and all..."

"Hmm?" Kaoru looked up at the blonde.

"That way everyone would be happy...at least I think. You can keep watch over me. Come on..."

"Saa. Wait a minute..." he sat up. "Are you gonna tell them about us?"

Kyo frowned. "No. I hadn't planned on it. It's really none of their business."

Kaoru leaned back against Kyo's wet body. "Mmm, maybe you're right."

For minutes they laid in the basin like rag dolls, one on top of the other, just savoring the feel of the water droplets rolling coolly off their skin, and the feeling that came each time the other breathed in and out rhythmically. Kyo was almost asleep when Kaoru asked. "Do you love me?"

Kyo scowled. "Don't start that again."

"Oh stop. I just want to know where I stand in this, ok? I told you all this bullshitting would stop tonight. I meant it. You're going to tell me. One way or the other. Love me, hate me, just let me know."

Kyo smothered his face against the guitarist's shoulder. "Well I don't hate you." he said dryly.

Kaoru rolled his eyes. "I kinda figured that already."

"Well, aren't you the presumptuous one. I should claw out your eyes."

Kaoru smiled. "Kyo..."

When Kyo didn't say anything, Kaoru huffed angrily and moved to get up and leave all together. Kyo's voice chimed in, laced finely with what Kaoru heard as panic, nervousness, fear.

"Do you remember that time we were driving home from a gig like at 3 in the morning, and you made Die drive cause he was all hyped up on caffeine and Pringles and shit and you figured he'd be the best of us to take the wheel...but then he fell asleep with his eyes open and we almost hit that semi except that you screamed and he swerved and somehow the window on your side shattered and you got all fucked up and we had to take you in?"

Kaoru ran his fingers across the deep scars in his cheek. How could he ever forget that night, he had almost lost everything. "Yeah, I think that rings a bell."

"Well, when we were in the waiting room of that hospital...all I could think about was how if you hadn't woken up at that moment...we'd all be dead."

Kaoru stayed silent, looking back at Kyo.

"And remember way back when Kisaki and I had that big fight over who's lyrics we were gonna use for Objexxx because he always HAD to have complete control over HIS songs even if that meant every single part had to be composed by him...and I called him a bitch and he nailed me in the head with the fire extinguisher...and I had to go to the hospital to get stitches and you were there with me the entire time and after that you--"

"Went and tore him a new asshole."

"Yeah." said Kyo. "You remember that?"

Kaoru nodded solemnly. "I sent him to the emergency room."

Kyo yawned. "You peed in his shoes too."

"He deserved it." Kaoru chimed back, defensive.

"And then...that day before you took us away...when he had said all those things to me. About how you all hated me and I was nothing and..." his voice dropped to a whisper. "I should just kill myself because I'd never be anything...and you came to see me and caught me in the bathroom with a razor in my hand..."

Silence.

A complete eternity of silence.

Kaoru shuddered.

"My point is...I'd be dead now if you weren't so hell bent on caring about me."

"Kyo..."

"I fucking love you. Did you ever even have to ask?"

Kaoru's eyes shot back to Kyo, who was sitting Indian style on the shower floor looking absolutely pitiful. "I always have. Maybe not always like this, like I do now, but I've loved you forever. You keep me going. I break apart and you fix me. I've never broken it down to gay or straight before, then again I never really thought I'd be able to. But it doesn't really matter does it? Which it is. As long as you're there. If you'll stay..." His voice wavered, his eyes tearing up. "I'll be whichever you want."

He curled up against himself, knees to chest. "Just don't walk away from me. Don't be mad at me. Don't give up on me."

There was a long, impossibly deep breath from Kaoru, but no words came.

Kyo eyed him nervously. "Are you mad?"

The guitarist looked back at him. "Why would I be mad?"

"I don't know." Kyo answered honestly. "I think...I like this, what we've become."

"Do you?" Kaoru pressed.

He nodded. "Yeah. I think I do."

Kaoru smiled brightly. "More than your new toy?"

"Aho." Kyo snarled.

"At least I know you're really clean."

Kyo glared at him. "Just take me to bed smart ass, I can't move."

TBC

NOTE: ^_^ For all those concerned, the next chapter WILL focus on all three of them rather than in separate couplings, I know you guys want a good raunchy threesome! ^_~ But I have my reason figured I should better get each side acquainted with each other sexually before I just threw them all in together, because if they weren't incredibly comfortable with each other it would be kinda awkward even if they did love each other ya know? :D As usual, thank you guys for reviewing!!

Oh and to clear up a few things: YES Kyo was engaged to be married (but he was like what 19? at the time. It was in an interview and at the moment I can't remember if it was the 'long personal interview' from read magazine or the valentines Kera edition. *_* But all that part was true), Kyo was also hit by the fire extinguisher (that part is true) however he never said who did it so I took creative licensing there. It's also true that they were in that car crash, I don't remember what Kao said they hit exactly, but that is why Kaoru has scarring on his left cheek. (Those are not acne scars people, they're glass) That was in a MUCH older interview (I think I read it on that Poison site. but it's gone now so I couldn't tell ya for sure T_T I miss that site) Let's see...anything else...Oh yeah, If you're wondering why I write 'Nishimura' for Kyo's last name instead of 'Nimura' it's because I was told by several japanese speaking people (actual japanese mind you...and of course the random japanese speaking american) that the kanji actually read Nishimura and not Nimura...make your own guesses really. I think that's it, if you have any more questions please ask.

Note 2: I have an unhealthy obsession for sticking things where they don't belong. -_-;; Ahem! Anyway, I think I might wrap this story up next chapter...maybe, depending. I had a brilliant idea for another Diru fic, so I started on that. No, it wasn't the reason I was so late on this part though. Good lemons are hard to write. And I'm afraid I didn't do a very good job anyway. >_< But i don't have the energy to try again right now. As always, THANK YOU SO MUCH for reviewing. I love you guys!!!!! ::kisses:: I guess the threats worked XD Review again, or for the first time. Criticism is always helpful. If you think I need to fix something, tell me. I'm also always curious as to what people's private parts are for some reason. Just please review. You guys rock.