It was spring. The sakura was in full bloom, and everywhere were explosions of color and life, renewal and rebirth. The wind blew pollen and petals, carrying the fresh sweet scent of spring wherever it blew. On this day it was unseasonably warm, the sky was clear and layered in pale and dark shades of blue, and the breeze made itself an intimate friend of whoever it touched. Kyo and Shigure were taking advantage of the season and the temperature, the beautiful day and of each other. It had been an unplanned tryst out on the porch, and was by no means safe. Anyone could be watching, after all. But neither of them cared right then, as they were too busy with each other, too busy enjoying the spring.

Kyo leaned back in Shigure's arms, relishing in his lover's hot hands traveling over his bare torso. They followed every path and line of his chest and his abdomen, stroking up and down in soft caresses that were just as affectionate as they were passionate. Kyo's face was alive with lust, eyes closed as his head leaned back against Shigure's face, where the older Souma buried his nose and mouth in the teen's hair to breathe and taste his sharp, pure scent. Kyo was panting softly, moving against Shigure with a barely there rhythm to his hips, lifting his hands to place them over Shigure's and guide him in his exploration of his bare body.

They were seated on the edge of the porch, not quite sure how they had ended up there. Kyo had walked home from school by himself, as Yuki'd had a school council meeting and Tohru'd had to go to work. Shigure had been waiting for him, at first giving no indication that he had anything planned for Kyo other than greeting him fondly as he always did when he returned home from school. They'd sat at the dining room table for a bit, Shigure quietly reading a book and Kyo staring outside at the sun-brightened trees that glistened gold as the wind ruffled their leaves. It was before he'd been aware of it that Shigure had suddenly put his book down on the table and had moved around behind him, circling his arms around Kyo's waist and spooning against him, his lips pressed to the back of his neck. The teenager had put up a struggle as was only natural to him, even though in his heart he wasn't feeling the need to struggle at all, but to give in instead. And give in he did, eventually twisting around to get a kiss that broke past every defense he'd ever had.

"It's a beautiful day," Shigure had whispered after a moment and the kiss was broken. His eyes were intense and half-lidded, glittering quartz-like just a few mere inches from Kyo's face. Kyo just had to look at him to taste him all over again, licking his lips and detecting the traces of nicotine and miso and milkdrops.

And so it was they had ended up outside on the porch, naked and making love in the daylight where anyone could see if they dared to venture so far down their path. Shigure's kimono pooled around his butt and spilled off the edge of the porch on either side of his hips, and Kyo's clothes were scattered in a wrinkled trail from the dining room to where they sat now. The boy's legs spread over Shigure's lap, his thighs trembling with each little move he made in order to force the stroke of his lover's sex inside him. It was possible from the spread of both their legs to see where the two met, Shigure buried just nearly hilt-deep inside Kyo's body, his distended sac carefully positioned over the edge of deck. Kyo was hard and fully erect, standing straight up till his prick grazed the bottom of his belly-button. Shigure palmed the boy's erection freely, gnawing his throat and shoulder as he let Kyo have control over fucking him, baring his hips down and rolling them against the hardness inside him, eyes glistening with water from the pleasure.

The spring breeze planted kisses over their hot bodies, blowing their hair lightly about their faces as they locked lips again. Kyo knew he shouldn't be enjoying himself this much, knew he should be worried or worse, but the feelings of freedom and control Shigure gave him, as well as the confidence and the beauty he felt, were enough to make him not give a damn about anything else in the world. He ached, he writhed, he moaned and lifted his hips enough to drop down again, making Shigure grunt and shudder and nip at his ear, encouraging him to do what he wanted, take what he wanted. "I'm yours . . . it's all yours . . ."

And Kyo knew this, for just this moment in time, for as long as this lasted, he knew it was his and he took full advantage of it.

 

Yuki made his way down the path in a droll mood, not exactly sure why he felt as depressed as he did. Truthfully he hated student council meetings and he hated putting on his false facade for everyone there. And walking home alone just wasn't the same as walking home with Tohru. He wished she were with him so he could tell her about how he felt. He knew that if she had been with him he wouldn't have even needed to tell her, it wouldn't have even mattered. Tohru's very presence would've made him feel one hundred percent better.

He knew it was selfish of him to feel down on such a beautiful spring day. But . . .

Yuki hesitated when he heard a noise up ahead, coming from the direction of the house. Slowing his pace, he listened intently as he drew near, and though he wished his ears were deceiving him there was no way he could mistake that sound for anything else. A guilty jolt of pleasure shot through his thighs and up as he recognized the sound of Kyo pleasuring himself.

Stupid cat, he thought to himself with disdain. What the hell's he doing? Is he masturbating outside? Where's Shigure?

Yuki slipped off the path and into the woods, drawing near the house from an angle under the cover of trees and brush. He made Kyo out through the trees, and as he got closer, his heart suddenly racing in his chest, he saw that Kyo was not alone. Sitting on the edge of the porch was Shigure and Kyo, both of them very naked. Kyo was sitting in Shigure's lap, moving his hips in an extremely erotic way. Yuki ducked down in the underbrush and watched them, feeling dirty, but he couldn't help himself. He was shocked at what he was seeing, but in another way it made sense to him. He had been hearing noises from Shigure's room for a while now, and he'd always tuned them out, thinking that the lecherous dog's sex drive must've gone bonkers and he couldn't keep his hands off himself. He had denied the fact that it sounded like more than one person in ecstasy all those nights.

Yuki could feel the blush in his face making his head start to pound. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene before him, directly ahead of him. Kyo's cock was flushed, the head glistening even within the porch shade. Shigure was thumbing the tip, tracing circles around it as his other fingers kneaded and played with the foreskin. Kyo was trying his best to move against Shigure, to thrust against him, to impale himself deeper and harder, his hands gripping Shigure's thighs as he tried to push himself up more. Most of Shigure's body was obscured by Kyo's, but Yuki could see his face clearly, and he wasn't at all surprised by the concentrated expression of desire and pure carnality on his features. It started to tick him off, that Shigure would take advantage of Kyo like this. Not that Yuki liked the stupid cat, but it really didn't seem right for Shigure to do this. Even if the stupid cat seemed to be enjoying it a great deal.

Kyo moaned loudly, eyes rolling back in his head, and Shigure took hold of his face with one hand and tilted his head back to plunge his tongue into Kyo's open mouth. Both engaged in heated tongue play for a moment before Kyo pulled away with a gasp and mumbled something to Shigure Yuki couldn't hear. It must've been a request, because then Shigure let go of Kyo's hard-on and took hold of the underside of his thighs, lifting and spreading his legs so that Yuki got a glaring view of all the action. His eyes widened with something akin to shock and fright as he saw Kyo's stretched ring of muscle and Shigure's thick cock disappearing inside, wet with lubricant that only seemed to make the scene that much dirtier. Pumping himself hard with one hand, Kyo wound one arm around Shigure's neck and cried out in a mix of pleasure-pain as Shigure thrust into him, holding him prone and wide. Yuki felt as though he were watching a porno suddenly, and was even more embarrassed at himself for not being able to look away.

It didn't take much of this before Kyo was loudly sobbing Shigure's name, and then came with a choking exclamation all over himself. He was gasping for breath and falling back onto Shigure limp, hand working his erection with relief as the last bits of his orgasm were strangled free. Shigure was still fucking him however, and Yuki couldn't help but wince at the pain it seemed it would cause. Kyo, however, didn't really seem to be in pain. He still had his arm around Shigure's neck, and though he was jostled with each thrust of Shigure's hips, he had something like a smile on his sleepy face. Shigure suddenly turned his face to him and caught his mouth in a deep kiss, and the two kissed with fervor until Shigure shuddered and his mouth opened against Kyo's to release a heavy, desperate moan.

And Yuki's eyes, if it were possible, grew even wider when heard Kyo's name somewhere in that moan.

For a moment there was silence and stillness. The spring breeze rustled the leaves around him, and Yuki ducked even lower in fear of being somehow noticed. His two housemates were sitting together very still, Kyo's head on Shigure's shoulder and his eyes closed as if he were sound asleep. Shigure had both arms wrapped around Kyo's waist and was holding onto him protectively, his chin on Kyo's hair. Yuki started to realize then that there was more to this scene than meets the eye. This was confirmed when he heard Shigure murmur, "Kyo-chan . . ." and Kyo opened his eyes and looked up at him.

Yuki left them alone there, kissing softly on the porch and embraced in each other's arms, feeling dizzy and confused. Never in a million years would he have ever suspected such a thing to be going on between Kyo and Shigure. Of all the people, those two? And of all the reasons - Shigure being a horny bastard and taking advantage of Kyo, Kyo being confused and desperate and lonely and in need of any sort of comfort or attention he could allow himself to find - it was very obvious to Yuki that these weren't it. No . . . it was obvious with the way they looked at each other, the way they held each other, the way they kissed each other, obvious that they cared about each other. And this was most perplexing. How and when had this come about? Why? It was so hard to believe, but so glaringly true.

Yuki made his way to the secret base above the house and sat down on one of the large stones by the small garden. He had just seen Kyo and Shigure having sex. He had no idea what to feel at this moment.

"Yuki-kun!"

He looked up, startled and even more flustered to see Tohru coming up to him. He tried to compose himself.

"Honda-san! Why aren't you at work?"

Tohru smiled cheerily and sat down on the rock next to him, clutching her bag to her knees. "They gave me off until exams are over! Momiji-kun talked to his father about it, so I don't have to go back to work for another week."

Yuki tried to smile, because this news made him rather happy, but he was still feeling weirded out by what he had witnessed between Kyo and Shigure. Tohru didn't fail to take notice.

"Ano . . . Yuki-kun, you don't look so well. Are you getting sick?" She put a cool hand to his forehead and nearly panicked. "You're burning up! Is it bronchitis? Do you feel week? It's too chilly out here! Let's get back to the house!"

She started to get up and grab his hand, but he stopped her, reassuring her that he felt okay. He had no idea if Shigure and Kyo were in a decent state of dress at this time, so he figured it best to keep Tohru away from the house a little longer.

"I'm fine, Honda-san. Don't worry about me."

"But Yuki-kun - "

He put a finger to her lips, silencing her instantly. For a moment they just looked at each other, her blue eyes wide with shock and her cheeks coloring with embarrassment. Yuki could feel his heart lightening just from being near her, his heart speeding up just from looking at her. There was no doubt in his mind that he cared for her more than anything. He thought of Kyo and Shigure and the way they had kissed. He would give his life to kiss Tohru like that. His life to be able to hold her. He smiled to himself, glad for one thing. Even though he hated the stupid cat, and Shigure was annoying beyond the point of tolerance, it made him feel just a little happy to think that maybe they had found something in each other. Just that much - for whatever it was worth in the end - made the curse seem to have less power over them all. Just that much made all their lives seem worth fighting for.

"I'm sorry," Yuki apologized quietly, smiling shyly and looking away. "We should get back to the house. They'll be glad to see you back."

He stood up and reached out for Tohru's hand. She took it, blushing and rambling about how she wasn't really great enough to be looked forward to or anything like that, but Yuki laughed, not letting go of her hand as he led her along the path.

"At the very least they'll be glad to see that we won't go without dinner tonight."

Tohru paused. And then she, too, laughed.