Nocturne (Open Thread NC-17)

[Lysander Sotiros]

Lysander looked up at Shinta as the other asked the questions. He thought for a moment as he slowly caught his breath, wondering what had caused the question. More importantly, though, how was he supposed to answer? He'd followed through with all this at first on a subconscious feeling and that feeling had just turned into an intense feeling of admiration. He knew there were reasons for why he felt so strongly about the boy, but he hadn't been really aware of them. But, when he thought harder about it, it was easy to see why he was so attached to Shinta. The thought brought a small smile onto his face.

"We were meant to be together." He stated simply. It sounded corny and, ultimately, fake, but it was true. That wasn't the only reason, though. He could've named quite a few of them. With a grin, he placed a kiss on the boy's lips before sitting up. "I know it sounds sort of... weird.. But, you're just unlike anyone I've ever dated. I don't know.. It just feels different to be near you. You're the only person who makes me happy. I don't think I'd ever be able to live without you."

((Crappy, short post, I know, but I honestly cannot think of anything. DX))

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

"Can't let people see inside my pants anymore? Aww, I wouldn't dream of it now that I have you." The comment was sincere. Even if it was possible for him to sleep around still without hurting his own emotions in the process, he couldn't ever imagine hurting Nami in any way. If the other was hurt, it would kill him. He'd hate to see the boy suffer in any way, shape, or fashion. If anyone ever hurt Nami, he'd make their life hell. If he ended up hurting the boy.. Well, he'd never forgive himself.

"As much as I would love to live in this moment forever... I'd be afraid we'd run out of hot water." He smirked playfully, leaning in to give the boy a playful kiss. He ran his hands down the other's back until they rested on his hips, tracing small circles on the boy's sides. He honestly did want to live in this moment forever where he could just hold the other and be absolutely happy. There wasn't any sort of unhappiness in him at the moment. He was but joyful. It was all because of this blonde boy in front of him, too. "So.. About that shower..."

((-writhes in pain- My brain! My poor brain can't make up a good responseee... DDX And not only that, but I can't post under the right account either! XD; ))

[Nami Amakura]

[[ Heheh! It's okay, we need to speed up anyway...I WANT THIS BABY!! ]]

Nami let out a laugh as Alyxandyr commented about not letting anyone see inside his pants anymore. This meant that Nami wasn't Alyxandyr's first, which was alright. Nami didn't care about Alyxandyr's past, only his present and future. Nami knew for a fact that Alyxandyr being twenty-seven and him only sixteen was illegal on Earth, but Alyxandyr could have probably slept with many boys younger or older than him. That thought..made Nami's left eye twitch. Any ex's would have to answer to his fist rather than break them up now.

Nami blinked, straightening up and looked behind him to see the water was still running. Oops, that was right. When Nami turned around, he was welcomed but a playful kiss form Alyxandyr which made him laugh and smile. Arms wrapped around Alyxandyr's neck as he felt hands on his hips. He giggled at the circling fingers, which caused his skin to tickle at the gentle touches. Nami sighed gently, nodding as he motioned his head over to the shower. " I'm not going in alone, lover boy. You get to get all hot 'n wet with me...I'll scrub your back if you scrub mine.." Nami said sweetly, kissing the tip of Alyxandyr's nose with a peck.

[shinta]

“I like it when we’re together too,” smiled the red head. “You make me feel wanted Lysander… I’ve never dated anyone before…but I’m sure you’re the only person for me… I want us to be together forever. Do you think we can be together Lysander? It hurts when I think about being apart…”

It seemed like if Lysander left him, there’d always be a hole in his heart. Lysander ruled a huge part of his heart and without him, there was only pain. The boy shifted in the bed and sat up. He moved again so that he was straddling the older man. His small hands were caressing Lysander’s face as he smiled down at his lover. He loved the feeling of his bare skin against the other’s. Lysander’s hair felt so nice too. It was so soft and smelled heavenly. Shinta loved the other’s scent. He loved everything about this man. Even though there was a noticeable age difference and they were both male, those things didn’t matter to him. He didn’t care what other people thought about their relationship. All he wanted was to be with Lysander. That wasn’t too much to ask for, was it? This was all he wanted. Shinta’s hands traveled down to the man’s chest. He traced circles on the doctor’s skin and never once did he break eye contact with the other.

“What are we going to do now Lysander?” Asked the boy. “We can’t stay here because we’ll get caught. I’ll go anywhere you want me to go. They won’t notice. But you’ll have to carry me because now I hurt. I don’t mind, though. If my cousin finds out about this, I’ll never hear the end of it. She’ll try to turn me into your cross-dressing wife. She likes to put weird clothes and me and I’m scared of her… Rin-Rin is an evil girl that known how to make people do what she wants… Mmm…my mother would kill me…and then come after you… But I don’t care what they say Lysander because I really want us to be together.”

He pressed his lips against the other and pulled back shortly after doing so. He really liked kissing this man too. He liked a lot of things when it came to Lysander. The boy wondered how much longer he’d be sore. The mark on his neck was probably going to be very noticeable and he hoped no one would ask questions. He wouldn’t have cared who knew if it weren’t for the fact that Lysander would get into a lot of trouble. Not only would be get fired, he’d also be sent to prison. If his mother found out about this, he’d be disowned. Shinta knew his mother would never forgive him for doing this with another man. The person she’d be most angry with was him. He was her son and supposed to wed a girl from the Tojou family, not be with his doctor. Still, he didn’t want to be with anyone but Lysander.

“Am I cute?” He suddenly asked. “Do you enjoy my body Lysander? Ne, what do you think Ly-san-der? Am I cute?”

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

"Oh, and here I thought I was going to get a nice bit of alone time. You sure are a bossy one." The older man mumbled, sticking his tongue out at the other just before his nose recieved a small kiss. He grinned at the cute little motion, moving to gentle pick the other up in his arms. He loved the way the boy did such adorable little gestures and giggled. Nami was probably the most feminine person he'd ever met but he really did love the boy dearly. "Oh, and your aim sucks, dear."

After the jokingly-made comment, he leaned in to give the boy a kiss on the lips. After pulling back when the kiss ended, the walked to the shower. Carefully balancing Nami in one arm, he tested to make sure the water wasn't boiling nor freezing. That would certainly make him one very unhappy leopard-man to walk into a freezing cold shower. Finding the temperature just perfect, he carefully stepped inside and let the other down, leaning in for another quick kiss. He pulled back with a sly smirk and a kiss to the boy's forehead. "Well.. Personally, I believe kissing in the rain is more romantic, but seeing as it's sunny outside, I think we can make due with this.."

[Nami Amakura]

Nami blinked at the comments coming from the stronger man and Nami pouted gently. " You should be nicer to the boy carrying your child..." Nami said, the comment sounding more happy than it did sarcastic. Nami smiled as he was picked up into Alyxandyr's arms, snuggling into the man's chest as he ran visions through his head of the months to come. The pregnancy, the birth, the staying up at night with their baby, the firsts of many for their child, all things to look forward to. Nami could not wait, and wished secretly that the baby would come now.

Nami blushed gently at the comment on his aim and the sudden kiss after the joke. He sighed gently as he watched Alyxandyr test the water, judging from the older man's face that it was just right. Water hit Nami's back as he was let down, another sigh escaping him as the water washed over his skin and his hair. He looked up at Alyxandyr just as the man leaned in for another kiss. God this man was good at that. Nami giggled gently as he wrapped wet arms around Alyxandyr's neck, dripping water onto his back as he smiled at the kiss to his forehead now. " Well, I've heard you can do alot of things in the rain besides kissing in the rain...this will do just fine..." Nami said, returning all the smirks from Alyxandyr with one of his own, a wink forming against a emerald eye.

[Lysander Sotiros]

"Then don't think about us ever being apart because it won't happen, I promise. We'll be together forever." The man gave the younger boy a sincere smile as he made the statement. Lysander truly did want and expect the relationship the two of them had to be a long one. Before, he'd honestly never had a relationship go past the seven month mark. Something always came up and the person he was with left him. On very rare occasions had the break-ups in relationships not been, allegedly, his fault. This irked him more than just slightly, but he didn't have to worry about that now. He would be with Shinta for a long time and they would never have to worry about the awkward conversation of why they were right for each other... or the angry shouting the usually followed soon after.

The blonde-haired man thought hard about the boy's next question. It was obvious and he knew they wouldn't be able to stay there. He'd thought about that before but not in very much detail. Hmm.. There were a number of places they could go... But where would they be alone? It would be odd having people stare at the two of them. He was fairly well-known around town so it wouldn't have amused him to go around introducing his new 'wife' to patients, colleagues, and friends especially when said colleague was a fifteen year old boy who was ten years younger than him. That.. just wouldn't be fun at all..

"I don't know.. We could try to get to my apartment or something.. It's kind of far, though. It would be weird to carry you down the street all the way there..." He mumbled, resisting the urge to say 'while keeping my hands to myself'. The boy was just too adorable and the things he said and did just too damn sexy to keep his hands off of the boy. The way the other said his name, separating every little syllable, was especially nice. Like he'd found the weakness of kissing the boy's neck, the red-haired boy knew that Lysander loved to heard him call his name, apparently.

"Cute doesn't even begin to describe you. Gorgeous, incredibly sexy, hot... something around those lines.. That said, I do enjoy your body quite a bit." He gave a small laugh, lacing a kiss on the other's forehead, "So... What do you think about my body?"

[shinta]

“I like the sound of forever,” Shinta told the other. “I don’t want you to leave me.”

He did like the thought of always being with Lysander always. The man was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He’d never been with someone before, but he wanted this to work. His school as full of couples, but those relationships never lasted. The adults didn’t think much of them either. It seemed they thought fifteen year olds weren’t destined to find true love at their age. Shinta thought otherwise, though. If what he was feeling right now wasn’t love, then he didn’t know what that feeling was. What he was feeling for Lysander was strong and it was definitely real. There was no way this was some fling or crush. This man was the person he wanted to stay with forever. He’d never leave this man. As long as Lysander still wanted him, he’d be with him. As long as they were together, everything would be fine. It didn’t matter what others thought or if they were never accepted. Shinta didn’t care what others thought of him as long as Lysander loved him. All he needed to live was the other man. Even though they hadn’t known each other for very long, his doctor had already become very important to him.

“Ne, Sensei, I want to see where you live. Onegai Le-san-der…” pouted the red head. “They won’t notice I’m not here. It’s okay, really. I want to know more about you and wake up next to you every day. Don’t you want to keep me in your bed?”

The boy grinned down at the other as his hands traveled lower and lower until they rested on the man’s hips. His parents wouldn’t miss him if he wasn’t around. His mother would believe anything. She didn’t care where he was and his brother wouldn’t care whether he was home or not. Once, he had told them he was at a friend’s house and hadn’t come home for a week. His mother hadn’t even asked what friend and he had spent the week in a hotel room just for the heck of it. Either way he would have been all alone, so it didn’t mater whether he was home or not. He didn’t mind staying at Lysander’s home, but he tried not to get his hopes up. After all, they had just met and Lysander could have a guest or something. There was no guarantee the doctor lived alone and it’d be awkward to explain Shinta’s presence to someone. The thought of waking up next to Lysander every morning was tempting, though. He wouldn’t have minded that at all and it actually would have made him happy. He liked the thought of feeling the other’s warmth in the middle of the night or wrapping his arms around the other when he had a nightmare.

Sleeping in the other’s bed sounded like heaven. They could do more things like they had done today or just sleep in each other’s arms. He’d be surrounded by Lysander’s scent always and he’d never be alone. He hated being alone and wanted to be with Lysander. It was like a dream to go to the man’s home. It didn’t sound lonely there. Lysander would be there, so he wouldn’t be alone at all. Shinta slid down the other so that instead of straddling the other, he was draped on top of the man. The boy rested his head on the man’s chest and tangled his legs with the other’s. He searched for the man’s hands and linked their fingers together.

“I like it when you look at me,” mumbled Shinta. “I don’t think anyone has described me with those words before. I like the way you look too. You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met. I don’t feel gorgeous like you say. It’s because they hate me. They never look at me. That’s why I like it when you look at me. It makes me feel like someone sees me… I want to go somewhere far away with you Lysander. I don’t like it here. Will you do that? Will you take me somewhere far away?”

[Lysander Sotiros]

"Of course I want to keep you in my bed. That's not the only thing I want to keep you for, though. I love you for more than just your body." The other let a small smile rest on his lips as he leaned up and pressed a kiss to the other's forehead. While he found Shinta undeniably attractice, there was more to the boy than just what appeared before him at surface level. He couldn't say that he knew the boy well. What? They'd known each other for about an hour now? So, obviously, the blonde didn't know much about Shinta other than what he'd observed and been told. But he wanted to know more. He wanted to know every single thing about Shinta. He wanted to know what made him happy, what his fondest memory was, his favorite color--absolutely everything.

He turned his gaze towards his hand momentarily as he felt the other join his own with it as the younger boy draped himself over him. It was such a nice feeling to have the boy laying that close to him. No one had been able to get this close to him before. Well, literally, that wasn't true. But, figuratively and more on the symbolic level, Shinta was the first. He was also the only. He didn't know and didn't claim to know the way fate worked, but the two honestly were meant to be with each other. This wasn't a sappy, love-at-first sight thing, either. Something was telling him that he was made for the other. No one else could love them as much as they loved each other and that was how it was meant to be. He would've paid good money to know what that driving force was, too... The reason behind it all because not everyone met the person they were destined to be with. Why were they so special? Why had they met each other when other people in the world lived and died alone? But, sadly enough, some things weren't meant to be known and he would reluctantly leave it at that.

"Shinta.. I..." He stumbled over words suddenly as the other asked him these new questions. Take him away? Somewhere far away from Tokyo? The idea sounded absolutely brilliant. Had they been in some sort of work of fiction, he would've imediately agreed and purchased them both tickets to the soonest out-of-country flight possible. It wouldn't matter where they went, as long as they were together, right? Sadly, this was reality. Such things had rather harsh consequences. As if pedophilia wasn't bad enough, kidnapping a minor would surely get him caught. They could hide what they did in the bedroom with enough effort but after a while, if Shinta disappeared off to another country, someone would take notice. It might take a while, but eventually, the schools would start inquiring about why he wasn't attending his classes regularly. While spending day after day in some foreign country with his beloved Shinta sounded absolutely wonderful, he really didn't want to go to prison. In the end, both would just end up very hurt. Even more, Lysander was cursed with clumsiness and thus a bar of soap wouldn't be the easiest thing he could hold onto and that would be quite the dilemma if the rumors were true. He would be no one's prison bitch, that was for sure.

"I.. don't know. Everyone will notice after a while and they would find us and then we'd never see each other again... You can hide the bitemarks and I can hide the scratches on my back, but you can't really cover up the fact that a fifteen year old boy went missing and his frequently-visited doctor just happened to purchase two tickets to Europe or something that same day." He gave a small sigh, lifting his other hand to cup the boy's cheek. He placed a slow, sad kiss on the boy's lips, his mind still trying to decide. Finally, when he pulled back, he closed his eyes with a small sigh, "But if that is what you really do want most, I would do anything for you. Even if it's something this big... If you ask me, I couldn't possibly refuse."

(( MY CREATIVITY! It's back! XD ))

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

"Aww, you know that I was just kidding. But if you insist, I'll try to ease up on the sarcastic humor, your Highness." You couldn't really expect the man to swear off his odd-ball sense of humor without one last joke at least. Hell, it was odd to get him to stop poking fun at anyone normally. But, Nami was his mate and the boy was pregnant. He could afford to take a break on being witty. Besides, if the rumors were indeed true, pregnant people were not people to be messed with if one valued their limbs and their life. Alyxandyr, not wishing to invoke the wrath of his adorable-but-deadly mate, could stand to switch out of 'sarcasm' mode and kick back into 'sweet' mode for a while. How did he know Nami was atleast semi-tough? The boy wore skirts. Yes, skirts. Any boy that wore skirts and pulled them off that well was likely to get a few hecklers in their life. He'd given Nami the mental advantage and figured he knew how to protect himself at least. But, self-defense could easily turn into offense if the right buttons were pushed. He knew this by fact.

He had to bite his tongue to keep from saying anything when the other made the slight suggestion. Whether it had been intended or not, the man's brain had picked up on a subtle hint at an event to come in the future. Was it a slight case of clairvoyance that had rose to the surface? No. Not really. It was more like a simple suggestion. He'd have to write that down under his 'Kinky and Romantic things to do, where to do them, when to do them, and how to do them' list later. He did keep an actual list, too. It had started out of boredom one night, amused the hell out of him, and he'd been keeping up with it for a few years now, adding down particularly nice thoughts and ideas when they came to him. Nami was in quite a bit of a surprise if he expected the white-haired Zercan was all sweet, kind, gentle, and romantic. Actually, he was far more interested in the other side of the spectrum. He had a thing for leather and doing rather inappropriate things in very inappropriate places. Though, luckily for Nami, a few of the more outrageous things on the list had been crossed out by previous and equally kinky partners of the past.

"So, this bookstore you work at... how long have you been working there?" He asked curiously, gracefully slipping past Nami to stand behind him. Following a small kiss placed at the back of the blonde's neck, he ran his hands down the other's back and back up again in more of a massaging manner than suggestive. He had to have something to do with his hands, after all, and a certain number of things were out of the question. They were in the shower to get clean--not to get themselves dirty. Again. This had been a concept Alyxandyr had struggled with in the past but had proudly mastered by now. Though, idle handles were never a good thing. When his hands returned to the top of the boy's back again, he move one hand to each of the boy's shoulders, gently giving the other a bit of a massage. A good one, at that. He'd practiced to get this massage thing absolutely perfect and that had proved to be but another simple task he easily mastered. Sure, it just added to the list to make him seem like more of an over-achiever, but.. it'd be kind of pointless to deny the fact that he wasn't.

[shinta]

“I know you love me Lysander,” Shinta muttered. “I love you too.”

No one had ever gotten as close as Lysander had, physically and emotionally. Lysander was the only one to touch him in such ways and would be the last. No one else would be allowed to do the things he had let Lysander do. Even though they’d only known each other for a short time, Lysander knew more about him than most people did. The man knew of his weak spot and his penchant for woman’s underwear. If he had tried hard enough, he could have gotten his boxers back, but he liked the lacy undergarments for some reason. Of course, he’d never tell anyone this; though he was sure Lysander had his suspicion. There was a line to how far he’d go and his cousin Rin-Rin was determined to make him cross it. He wondered if Lysander liked him in lacy panties. That got him to thinking. Did Lysander have some sort of perverted fantasy? Rin-Rin had once told him that all semes had a secret fantasy about their uke and that it usually involved something kinky, like role playing or cross-dressing. He didn’t think Lysander was some sort of creepy pervert, but then again, Rin-Rin looked normal too… He wondered other things about Lysander too. Did the man drink coffee? It was a stupid thing to wonder about, but somehow Lysander seemed like the type of person that needed something to perk him up in the morning. He also seemed a bit disorganized and scatterbrained.

He probably lost things and forgot memos. Lysander just seemed like that type of person. Shinta thought it was cute. He wanted to hear the man talk about himself, though, not observe it. The sound of Lysander’s voice was really lovely. It wasn’t harsh or full of malice like his mothers or uncaring and aloof like his brother’s. Lysander’s voice was just…nice. He liked to listen to it. He wanted to hear the other laugh and watch him smile. He liked it when Lysander smiled. It made him feel warm inside when Lysander smiled and he wanted to see that expression every day. If Lysander were unhappy, then Shinta couldn’t be happy. He wanted to do everything he could to make Lysander happy. He’d give up anything for this man.

“Sensei is right…” sighed Shinta in defeat. “I guess we’d both get into a lot of trouble then. I don’t want you to get into any trouble Lysander. So then…I won’t ask. I don’t want you to do something you don’t want to just to make me happy. It’s okay if I stay here a little bit longer, but sometimes, being here really hurts.”

This place was hell. It seemed like no one ever saw him. He was ignored and put down constantly. He was always being compared to his brother and he never seemed to be good enough for his mother. There was so much pressure and he just wanted to run away from it all. There was nowhere to go, though. Everywhere he went, he’d be found. It was like he was in an invisible cage. There was no way out and he’d never be able to escape all this. Every day, a little part of him died. Sometimes, he felt as though he’d simply fade away and be forgotten. For Lysander, though, he’d hold out just a little bit longer.

“KOUSEEEEEEEIIII!”

Shinta shot up in bed and turned to look at the door. The handle was jiggling and it was obvious someone was trying very hard to open the door. The voice had been female and high pitched. The door was shaking now as the person on the other side tried to open the door. Shinta’s eyes widened and he tried to think of what he could do to cover this up. In the end, his efforts were futile. The door was slammed open and an eighteen year old girl stood in the doorway. She was grinning from ear to ear and resembled a Cheshire cat more than anything else. Her clothes added to that affect too. Today, Rin-Rin wore stripped knee high socks with dark purple combat boots. She had on a light purple miniskirt and a tight dark purple tube top that said ‘Yaoi Princess’ across the chest area. Speaking of the chest, the girl’s assets were clearly shown off with the tight, revealing shirt in a way that would make any straight man drool. It was a shame there were no straight people in the house at the moment… Rin-Rin’s hair had been done into two pigtails and had tiny cat bell attached to the ribbons on either side of her head. She had on a light purple collar with another bell and it was anyone’s guess how she had gotten up the stairs and down the hall without making a sound. Everyone had learned not to question Rin-Rin, so it was better not to ask.

Shinta stared at his cousin as he continued to straddle the older man. He hoped she’d forget what she saw or maybe get struck by lightening. It seemed he wasn’t going to have such luck, though. The girl reached into her pocket and pulled out a camera. There was a flash as Shinta and Lysander had their picture taken. The girl then let out what was commonly referred to as the ‘fangirl squeal.’ She then closed the door behind her and walked over to the bed, making no effort to try to separate the two or even try to yell at Lysander.

“I knew you couldn’t be straight Shinta!” Gushed Rin-Rin. “You were always too damn cute for your own good and every guy always found you so fuckable! And now you’re not a virgin! Can I have the clothes you two were wearing? Can I keep the sheets? How much for some pictures? EEEEKK! This is sooooo exciting! I can’t wait for you two to get married! I can see it now… My little Kousei-chan has become a bide just like I’d always hoped! This is the proudest day of my life!”

Shinta continued to stare at the girl and tried to process her words. Was this a bad dream? God he hoped so… It seemed like his cousin was very excited. He could see her proud eyes filled with tears at the thought of Shinta with a seme… The red head wasn’t sure what to make of this and hoped Lysander had a better idea of how to handle a perverted girl that had once again started taking their picture…

[Lysander Sotiros]

Lysander really did want to cheer the boy up somehow as he made the statement. 'But sometimes, being here really hurts'. He couldn't even begin to imagine what was making the boy's life so miserable, but whatever it was, he didn't want to it bother the boy any longer. He loved Shinta dearly and he never wanted the boy to experience such pain when he knew he could do something about it.But he was stuck between the proverbial rock and the hard place. It was either refuse to take the boy away and watch him live a painful life in this city or take him away and eventually be separated which would be painful for both of them. He really did want to do something and he was being honest when he had said he'd take the boy away if he really wanted it. If Shinta sincerely wanted to get far away from his home while knowing the consequences, then Lysander would've gladly took him elsewhere.

"Don't worry. We'll figure something out soon and everything will be fine. We'll find some way to get you away from here without getting separated in the end, I promise." He gave the boy a smile and a reassuring kiss on the forehead. Shinta meant the world to him so he would figure out some way to keep this promise. If it was the last thing he'd do, he'd find some way to get Shinta away from this place he obviously hated. He really would do anything for the boy and he would do it with a smile. If Shinta was happy, he was happy, and that was the short and simple explanation needing no further elaboration. Not like there was time to elaborate much on anything, though, before someone started yelling for someone named 'Kousei'.

He was momentarily confused before he'd remembered that was Shinta's name, giving him a mental palm-to-forehead slap. He was such an idiot. He wanted to know everything about the boy but already he'd forgotten that he didn't want to be recognized by his first name. But, anyway, that wasn't the real issue here. Someone, whom he figured was female, was trying to force their way into the room. The first thought that came to mind was that it was the boy's mother. Not good at all. Had she overheard them? Oh god, he was dead now. He was already a few quiet curses in when the door opened revealing... someone obviously not Shinta's mother. Oh well. She would turn them in, right? Any normal person would. But, the more obvious fact was that this girl was far from normal, proven by the usage of the camera that produced that absolutely dreadful flashing that he hated. The squeal that followed alarmed him. Shit, what if someone heard her and came to investigate?! The doctor gave a small sigh as he watched the other come closer, fully expecting himself to get a mouthful when she promptly went off on some sort of speech to Shinta. Rrright...

"The.. sheets?" Lysander asked increduously as the other started snapping off pictures again. Honestly, if she didn't stop doing that, he was going to take that camera and well... do something with it! Anything to stop that horrid flash. But, upon closer consideration, that wouldn't have been a good idea. This woman had blackmail on them now. Ah, crap. This was not going to end well. This must've been this abnormal cousin Shinta had mentioned... Rin-Rin; was that her name? He could definitely see what he meant by abnormal now. Usually, cousins weren't so interested in their cousins sexualities and much less owning the sheets used and clothes previously worn when they'd lost their virginity. Oh how glad he was his sister had not been this weird..

[shinta]

“HOLY SHIT!” Screamed Rin-Rin. “That guy is at least ten years older! Way to go Shinta! You bagged the doctor! It doesn’t get much sweeter than doing your doctor. Ah! I almost forgot what I came here for! Which would you rather wear? Naughty school girl outfit, or sexy French maid?”

Rin-Rin was loud by nature, so most people had learned to never take anything she said seriously. Listening to her all day would not only give you a headache, it’d also make you crazy. It was a proven fact that anything that came out of the girl’s mouth was dirty and perverted. If you wanted your virgin ears untainted, it was best to not listen to anything she said. Unfortunately, Shinta and Zetsumei found this out too late; they were scarred for life. This was why even when Rin-Rin yelled at the top of her lungs, no one came by to see what was going on. This was good during this situation, but not when you were trying to run away from her. Right now, Shinta could only stare at the two outfits in his cousin’s hands. Both looked equality kinky and lacy, though he had a feeling that was what Rin-Rin had been going for. She had taken the clothing out of ‘The Bag.’ It was the name given to the huge black bag Rin-Rin never left home without. She had an endless supply of perverted things in there and most people were too scared to have a look inside. There are some things you’re just better off not knowing.

“I refuse to become a cross-dresser!” Shinta yelled.

“It’s not for me,” snorted Rin-Rin as she rolled her eyes. “It’s obvious the doctor wants to see his uke’s hot ass in something revealing and kinky. Look at him! He obviously thinks you’re his wet dream come to life and if you wear one of my outfits, you’ll only make him even more aroused!”

“…what are you talking about?!”

Shinta was confused as to what Rin-Rin was implying. She obviously had lost her mind and was the one that needed a doctor. Rin-Rin had gotten excited when his mother had told her they’d be hiring a new young doctor. Initially, she had thought of setting Lysander up with one of her friends, but the girl liked this outcome much better. Shinta watched the girl look over the bed and glance around the room. She pulled out a Hello Kitty notepad and pen from her bag and began to write things down. When she was finished, she closed the pad and looked up at the two again.

“I have reviewed the scene and have come up with many conclusions,” stated Rin-Rin.

“…why?” Asked Shinta.

“First off,” Rin-Rin continued, completely ignoring Shinta. “There was no lube involved and Shinta bled a little bit. He’s sore right now and in pain. He was wearing lacy underpants, which were what turned on Lysander in the first place, and it all started with a kiss. I can see it now… I can also see that Shinta had two orgasms and-”

“Stop talking right now!” Shinta exclaimed.

He slid off of Lysander and sat next to him in bed. The boy covered himself up with the blankets and his face turned red with embarrassment. He had no idea why Rin-Rin was doing this, but he hoped she’d shut up now. Maybe if he tried hard enough, he could make the ground swallow him whole…

[Nami Amakura]

" Heheh! Just make sure you don't loose that humor all together. You can have it right back once I'm holding our baby in my arms. " Nami said, smiling gently as he winked and stood up on his toes to gently kiss the man. He then fell back onto his feet, smiling as he bent his head back a bit to guide the falling water over all of his hair. Nami was rather picky with his hair, he always had to have it a certain way and a certain amount needed to put up just right. Sometimes he wondered if he could go through a day with just looking normal, rather than looking great. He was a bit self-centered that way. He wasn't always, but how he looked for people always peeked at his head. Atleast to the proper people of society and the rest, god help them if they even once touched his behind. He once kicked someone threw a stopped-Bus window for groping him and asking him for a quickie in the back of the bus. Since then, no one ever did grab Nami again. It pays to have your older brother's learning Martial Arts.

Nami straightened up his neck after his hair was soaked, wiping water from his eyes as he watched Alyxandyr slide behind him. He looked over his shoulder at the man, blushing gently at the kiss to his neck. He could get used to this sort of romancing and comfort. Nami's back arched gently at the rubbing hands, letting out a sigh at the massaging manner. The Planet knew he needed a day of relaxing just to himself with all the working days he's had. He never missed a day of work and it was starting to take it's toll on him. Now he was pregnant, oh he could feel the back pains already. " Mmm...I've worked at the bookstore since the first weekend I came to Tokyo. I work there on the weekend and at a flower shop during the week..." Nami said softly, moving his soaked hair over a shoulder as he felt Alyxandyr's strong hands against his shoulders now. Nami's emerald eyes closed gently, enjoying the feel of Alyxandyr massaging his shoulders. He'd have to return the favor one rough days when Alyxandyr came home from work. Wait--did Alyxandyr even have a job?! " So, Alyx...what do you do for a living on Zerca? " Nami asked, giving the father of his child a sort of nick-name rather than his full name. Alyxandyr was a very long and beautiful name, but Nami had a thing for giving key people in his life nick names. Taka for Takako and Alyx for Alyxandyr

As Nami asked the question of Alyxandyr's job to the man, his hand had reached over for a soft green bar of soap that was laying on a mount on the shower wall. The soap smelled like cucumbers and green tea, which always made Nami feel relaxed and it was a very nice smelling scent. He wondered slightly if the smell would be too much for Alyxandyr, the man being from another Planet and a leopard of all animals. He wondered if his sense of smell was stronger than most humans, and if the soap would case him to sneeze. Nami just smiled and thought it would be cute. For now he just started to wash his arms first, rubbing the bar of soap over his skin until a lather of soap formed on the silky smooth skin.

[Lysander Sotiros]

Oh, boy, was this girl strange. French maid? School girl outfit? So, she was dressing Shinta up..? For what? Was there going to be some sort of play? Sure as hell didn't sound like an average play. When he was getting ready to inquire about the outfits, the girl answered his question before he even had the opportunity to ask. She was going to make him dress up.. for.. him? Okay, okay.. Lacy underwear was one thing. The boy could quite easily pull the garment off--quite literally, at that--and that's why he'd liked them so well. But crossdressing? The boy could've probably pulled it off well, but that wasn't one of his things. In fact--Oh, who was he kidding. The mental image of the younger red head dressed up in a frilly maid's dress was a damn good one and soon to be stored in the 'mental images to reflect upon often' section of his mind.

In an attempt to hide both his amusement and curiosity, he settled with a discontent pout, at least trying to give the impression that he didn't want to see a cross-dressing Shinta in the least. Shifting gears in his mind, he went from a small mental fantasy brought to the surface by the mentioning of the school girl uniform and instead decided to watch Rin-Rin carefully as she observed the room. He was curious as to what she was doing when she announced her 'observations'. Holy fucking hell, how did this completely abnormal girl even know all this? Was there a secret camera hidden somewhere? Oh, fuck, this could not be good. He loved the boy but didn't know if he could deal with a perverted cousin into voyeurism.

"Mind telling how you know all of this?" Lysander asked, still a bit amazed at this girl's 'observational skills'. If this was some sort of trick, he was going to be one very pissed off doctor. If it wasn't, he was going to be thoroughly convinced that this girl was not human and needed to be kept at a 50 foot distance from then on for the sake of his sanity. He could deal with Rin-Rin's perversion. Hell, by what he'd seen so far, he rather approved of her apparent like of crossdressing... Well, as long as he never had to step close to a bra, panties, skirt, dress, or any other feminine clothing articles. Some heads would certainly role if he was asked to put on such garments.

He looked a bit confused at the other moved to rest beside him. Now that the other wasn't touching him, he was disappointed. He wanted to keep the other in his lap and hold him for as much time as the two of them could afford. He wanted to share as many carresses and kisses with Shinta as time would allow before someone came to look for them, curious as to why he'd been there for quite a while. He could always say he was in the middle of an examination while he was getting dressed and such, but it would be kind of awkward, still. But, now this loud and obnoxious girl was in the room and no such kisses were to be shared. He gave a small sigh and leaned over to place a kiss against the other's forehead, putting an arm around his waist, "Well, since we've been interrupted, I may as well get dressed and get doing before someone else decides to pop in for a visit. Are you coming, Shinta?"