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Skating Blues
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"So how do you feel about going out, huh?" I look up from the roses I am tending to the source of the voice. The owner stands in front of me, grinning widely, smoldering brown eyes staring at me. And he's actually staring at me! He must be talking to me not anyone else! But still... "Ne...?" I ask uncertainly. "C'mon, Aya," he says, leaning across the table, inching closer to me. "Let's go out somewhere, huh? I'm bored! I need something to kill the time!" And as much I am eager to just say `yes' to his invitation, I can't help but answering with my oh-so-Aya's-style. "You've got quite plenty of works to do around the shop. That should be enough to kill your time." "Oh, puh-leaze, Aya," he whines, and I am quite sure he is about to jump onto the table that separates us. "I mean something *fun*!! Don't you need to have fun too, huh?? Huh??" "No," I reply curtly. Ye Gads, why couldn't I just say `yes' and took off? I mean, seriously, it's just he and I. No Yohji buggering around. No one distracting, just he and I. Dammit, say yes!! "You're no fun," he pouts sexily. Well, he doesn't know that it's beyond sexy, of course. That boy is so oblivious! "C'mon, Aya...you rarely go out with me! What harm could one going out together cause?" What harm?? Hell, I could just lose control, I could just "accidentally" kiss him, and I could "accidentally" admit that I love him! Well, not that I don't want to admit it to him...I just want a perfect opportunity... "Yeah, Aya, just go with him," another voice chimes in. "You know you want to". Yohji. Of course, who else? And could he be any more obvious by saying `you know you want to'?? Oh man, now Ken will know that I do have a feeling for him, and they won't think of me as a cold leader anymore but instead a feely lovey dovey one, and... "You mean you actually want to go with me?" Ken stares at me incredulously. Ah, yes, I forgot. He is the most oblivious person I have ever known. Unbelievable. I mean, Yohji just said something so painfully obvious like that and he don't even get the *slightest* idea that I have a feeling for him?? Well, actually lucky me, though...then the moment when I say I love him won't be spoiled because he won't say something like "oh, geez, I *know*, Aya! It's so obvious!" If he actually says that, I'll be downright humiliated and I will pack my bag and move to the deepest part of the earth. I huff and put off my apron. "Okay," I finally say. *Finally*!! Finally this mouth says something that I want! "Great!!" Ken beams happily. "Cool!! Let's prepare!" I stare at him, eyes narrowed. "Prepare? Where are you planning to go actually?" "Didn't I tell ya?" he asks, still brimming with excitement and happiness. "Skating, of course!!" And I freeze. * * * I stare at the perfectly frozen lake. Yes, it is a perfect one for skating, *if* I like skating. I *hate* skating. I hate it because I can't skate. I hate it because I don't want to humiliate myself in front of him. I mean, the only sport I am mastering in is practically only running and using sword if you call that a sport, that is while he... he is the sport wunder kid. He can do any sport with ease. Just name it and he'll do it. Why didn't I just refuse to go?? I don't have any skating shoes, and oh, that is a perfect excuse, really. But then I saw his face fell as I said the excuse and I wished, oh, how I wished that I didn't said those thing. I was practically ruining his mood!! Well, then, Yohji came to the rescue, and even now I'm still undecided whether I am grateful or not to him. On one part, I am grateful that he made Ken happy again, but on the other side... why, oh, why did he have to offer his skating shoes to me?? Why couldn't he just advise some exciting place for us to go? Darnit, now I have no excuse to avoid the skating plan Ken has for us. And you ask why I didn't just turn down his offer? How could I when Ken looked at me with those expectant eyes?? Good thing though that Ken doesn't know that I can't skate. Well, I have a dignity after all. But I'm sure he'll find out soon that I can't skate. Because I'm now not skating. I'm practically stumbling, if not rolling, on the ice. I just give up to try after I slipped for the tenth time. I just crawl, and yes, that's a shame but at least he still hasn't noticed yet, to the side and just sit there. Where is Ken? you ask. Well, he is still happily skating. Why doesn't he teach me? Well, my friend, because I have told him that I can skate and have coolly told him to just skate by himself, don't mind me. Oh, that's real stupid of me. You see, he is now skating there, happily, with ease as if that's the easiest thing to do in the world. Well, maybe it is, but obviously not for me. So he is skating with high speed, and boy, I tell you, he looks so, so good, with the cold wind blowing at his silky brown hair, his hands spread out, eyes sparkling with excitement and happiness, grinning widely. It's as if he belong there. He would speed, then just stop, then skate zig zagging, then slipping between other skaters. Or do some spins or jump styles. And I stare admiringly and jealously at him, hoping against hope that I'd eventually be able to skate at least half as good as him. I want to skate there beside him, enjoying the cold wind against our face, laughing, relaxing, just enjoying everything that is there, like him. And...well... here I am, sitting on one side of the frozen lake. Ah, the bitter of reality. I fix my glare at the frozen lake beneath me. And then I see a pair of skating shoes and look up, knowing that it is him. "Well, Aya, the ice won't melt even if you glare at it with your infamous death glare," he says, puffing small white clouds and he bent down at me. "Why don't you skate?" "I... I am tired," I stutter. Yeah, right, what a genius, coming out with such an excuse like that. "Aw, c'mon! You have sat long enough! Let's skate again!" he chirps as he pulls me into a standing position. Oh, thank God I don't lose my balance!! I stand there like an idiot, not daring to move. Ken skates away slowly. "C'mon, Aya! It's not as if you can't skate!" I just stand there and stare at him. He frowns. "You mean you can't skate?" he tilts his head to one side, staring at me as if trying to decide whether I am joking or not. I grit my teeth. Oh hell, let's try... I move one of my foot carefully...and succeeding in slipping and falling backwards ungraciously. Ken skates towards me, gaping and staring at me mischievously, with such an amusement in his sparkling eyes. "You mean you *really* can't skate?? Aya, you can't skate??" Thanks for the humiliation. Now let me just break the ice and dive to the water under and stay there until I'm freezing to death. I blush furiously and who says only Ken can blush? and look away. I am expecting him to falls down laughing, but instead I see his hand in front of me. He's offering me a hand. "Why didn't you just say so?" he asks, and even though he wants to hide his amusement, I can still hear it. "I could've taught you!" I grab his hand and pull myself into standing position. "That's the problem," I grunt. "I don't want to look stupid." "Hey, that's okay, Aya! There's always a first time for everything! C'mon, lemme teach you," he says as he offers his hand. I stare at his hand, then at him doubtfully. "Yes, hold my hand, Aya," he rolls his eyes playfully. I blush slightly. "You serious? I mean... what will the others think if they see us holding hands?" "That we are gay?" he grins. "C'mon, that's not a big deal! Gosh, you are so unlike the usually cold Aya!" I growl and I grab his hand. "Okay, teach me." "Cool!!" he beams and starts to skate slowly, holding my hand tightly. I must look so silly, like a stupid children being taught skating. Oh, well, at least I get to hold his hand. With a good reason too, although a bit humiliating. And it feels good, really. Being with him like this, in this out of time situation, being just two ordinary young men, without no dark lives and pasts. It feels so good, holding his hand tightly like this, as he holds me back to guide me, and the wind that blows lightly against our face, and the surrounding that is nothing but the endlessly clear white. It has been three consecutive laps already, he all the way talking about nothing and everything, and I'm too transfixed with his smile, his face, his eyes, his lips and the way he moves, to really take any attention to what he is talking about when suddenly it happens. I trip on the rough surfaced ice and loose my balance, and I starts to fall, bringing him with me, to the thick layer of snow on the side of the frozen lake. "Ouch," he moans softly after we fell. "K'so," I growl as I lift my head from the snow... and then stop abruptly as I realize how painfully close his face and mine is. Our noses are maybe only a few millimetres away from each other. He looks up at me from his position beneath me, his mouth opens slightly, and his marvelous, clear, deep liquid brown eyes stares at me and oh, how I'm willing to be all swallowed up in them. Both of us are frozen in place as our minds register what just happened. And I wish this moment could last forever. It feels sooo good, lying there on top of him, my body all pressed up to his, feeling his breathing to my cheeks and suddenly it isn't cold or freezing anymore. "Uh..." he licks his lips, finally breaking the oh-so-perfect moment. Pretty blush spreading on his cheeks, making him looks so beautiful, so drool-worthy, so delicious. "...Aya...?" "Yeah?" I mumble, not having any slightest intention to move away. Now is the time, dammit!! Time to say that I love him! Oh, what a perfect moment! Quick, quick, quick, this moment may not come again!! I lick my lips that suddenly go dry. "Uh..." Aya no baka!! What an eloquent words to say! Dammit, why can't I find my voice when I need it the most? He looks at me, those smoldering brown eyes, expectantly and bright with anticipation, waiting for me to say or do something. My voice is gone somewhere, but not that I really care anymore because seeing him like that is enough to make all the coherent thoughts to fly away from my brain. But really, what am I doing, searching for words? Here I am with the most adorable creature that's ever graced the earth with his presence perfectly pinned under my body, staring at me, breathing harshly, blushing, and...and those lips!! Oh God, those lips!! The pinkish lips looking so delicious, so yummy, and they're parted slightly and honest to God, I'll be forever damned if I let this chance slip away. So I do the first thing that comes to my mind at the very sight of his parted lips. I lean down, closing whatever gap separating us and settle my lips fully on his, claiming his with mine. He seems surprised with my move because he gasps as I kiss him. But he doesn't pull away. He just gasps, his body tensed for a while before finally relaxing under my body. Okay...okay, so far so good. I lick at his lower lips then begin sucking at it as he let out small, soft moans. Oh geez, oh God, so good, so sexy... I settle my lips fully on his again and plunging my tongue in to his mouth. To my immense joy, he responds and soon we are engaged in a tongue dancing session. It feels soooo darn good, much, much better than those in my fantasies. And he tastes to good, so sweet, so fresh, like pure honey and those apple candies he loves so much...he tastes like something indescribable...something so...Ken. Oh God, it does feel so good, amazing, wonderful, as he responds eagerly to the kiss, as he moans, as he squirms and wriggles beneath me...as any other voice beside his moans zoomed into the background then dissolve into nothingness, leaving only this quiet surrounding in this small world that is only me and him, and as my mind wholly focused on this amazing youth, I don't care if I then die because lack of oxygen, because oh, I tell you, it is *so* worth it. Ken suddenly tears away from the kiss as the need for oxygen becomes unbearable, and he gasping for breath, panting, face flushed and look so unbearably sexy. Still panting, he stares at me, looking stunned and amazed. "Wow..." he whispers harshly. "Sugoi, Aya! And I thought only Yohji could do such a kiss like that!!" Okay...okay, now is the time...tell him!! "Ken..." I blush furiously and steal a short, quick kiss. "I...I love you..." Ken stares at me, dumbfounded, as my words dawn on him. Then he blushes furiously...and starts chuckling. "Oh, God, Aya! I've never ever thought that I would really get the chance to see you like this!" Am I hearing things? Here we are, I just declaring my feeling for him and all he can do is *laugh*?? Wow, thank you very much! I've summed up all of my pride and courage to tell him what I feel and what do I get? A complete humiliation as he laughs at me. I push myself up abruptly. "Well, glad that you find all of this so funny, Ken," I spit out coldly. I am about to push away from him when I'm suddenly being pulled back. And in a mere nanosecond I find myself deeply engaged in another deep kiss with him, his mouth opening without any hesitation and his tongue shoots forward, coaxing my lips and meeting my tongue, and that is one of the most wonderful kisses I have ever had. After some moments, he finally pulls away and no it's not me who pull away, coz I am perfectly happy if I have to stay like that forever and pants lightly. He gazes deep into my eyes, light shade of pink tints his cheeks and he cups my face with his hands. "I'm sorry, Aya," he smiles at me. And he is forgiven right there and then, because who wouldn't forgive him after being given a mind blowing kiss and that beautiful smile? "It was just...it's really nice you know, to finally see you act unlike the cold Aya. It's unexpected, that you would say you love me, but you know that I am soooo happy..." He kisses me again, a deep one too, although not involving any tongue action. And when we breaks the kiss, my face is so painfully close to him and I am overjoyed that he wants me to stay just like that. I gaze down at his eyes, which are so bright with excitement and joy and happiness, and find them staring back at me. "I have been waiting for a long time for you to say those words to me," he whispers, grinning. "I love you too, Aya." And at those words I feel something breaks free inside of me, and I am suddenly drenched in this joy, in this happiness. So, so happy that I feel like I can do multiple saltos across the frozen lake. And I kiss him again. Really, I just so can't get enough of him. And I'm so downright thrilled to feel one of his hands sneaks into my hair and raking it while the other rests comfortably at the back of my neck to keep me pressed to him. "So...you are up for something better than skating?" I ask, murmuring as my lips find their way down to his jawline, then to his neck, sucking steadily at one spot just under his ear. That will definitely hard to hide, that red mark that will be there soon, but who cares. That will tell people that he is belong to someone, belong to me. "Uh huh," he moans softly. "It's getting colder anyway, lying on the snow like this... uhhh..." I give one last hard suck at his neck, which he responds with a louder moan, then kiss him again fully, before finally letting him off my arms and pull myself into standing position. I clean off my clothes from the snow while he still lays there, puffing lightly. He grins and his eyes blazing with excitement. "This will get much more exciting once we get home, right?" he asks as he reaches for my hand and stands. I can't help but let out a small smile and lean to whispers into his ears. "It will, Ken. Much, much better than anything in your dreams or fantasies and that's a promise." Another set of blush spread out on his delicate face but he is beaming. "Then what are we waiting for?" he beams and takes my hand in his. "Let's go!" I hold back his hand and walk beside him to the car. The feeling is good, that I have finally confessed my feeling for him and that he actually feels the same way. I can't help when a small grin cross my face. There is no more of secretly ogling him, no more of Yohji's endless teases, no more of staring at his lips and yearning for a kiss, no more of sleepless nights thinking, dreaming, fantasizing about him. No more thinking, wondering of how wonderful it is to love and be loved. Because now I am experiencing love, the greatest feeling I have for a quite long time, that I love him and being loved by him. Now I can freely kiss him, I can freely hold him in my arms, I can have his loving words for me, I can have his love only for me and me alone, and I don't have to continue fantasizing because for now on I am experiencing, I am actually *doing* it. And now he is talking about nothing and everything and again I don't really put any attention of what he is saying because I'm too busy staring at him, and planning all the sweet words I will tell him and obviously all the amazing things that will happen later, especially the one on the bed. Oh, I doubt I can drive properly now with those thoughts in my head. But I have no intention to push the thoughts away because they are too intoxicating to let go. He is here now besides me, with all of the glory of love and smile and happiness, and I will make him mine and mine alone really soon. And then I'll spend the rest of my life seeing his smile, hearing his laughter, having him in my arms and being drowned in his love. And I don't think my life can get any better than this. ~Owari^^~ And how was that^^?? I hope you guys happy with it^^! I know I am ;p! Comments please? |