[LD] Discomfit, PG-13, Humor, Rikuo/Kazahaya

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ch_ar_me wanted Rikuo/Kazahaya from Legal Drug, with carte blanche. Hope this doesn't disappoint!


Discomfit
Legal Drug, PG-13, Rikuo/Kazahaya, 583 words
In which both Rikuo and Kazahaya are discomfitted.


Discomfit
by meitachi

Rikuo slipped his left hand down his pants and adjusted himself slightly. He cursed the day Kakei had decided to put Kazahaya in a school uniform. Actually, he cursed the day he'd found that brat lying out in the cold. He scowled. The schoolgirl skirts and frothy wedding dresses he could deal with because they always provided a good opportunity for ribbing, but something as simple as a crisp white shirt, unbuttoned at the neck, and a loosened green tie had Rikuo so hard he could barely walk. Damn Kazahaya and his patently lickable collarbone.

"Why are you staring at me?" Kazahaya snapped, eyes shooting sparks. "Stop it! It's creepy!"

Rikuo mustered up a condescending look. "Why are you looking at me?," he asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Shouldn't you be paying attention to the principal?"

"Fuck you," grumbled Kazahaya. He reluctantly turned his attention back to the slightly balding middle-aged man at the front of the auditorium.

Rikuo didn't know why they were incognito at yet another high school--though this one was coed--but he wasn't one to question good fortune. Maybe Kakei had taken pity on him; he and Kazahaya were roommates this time around, searching for a specific painting. The job Rikuo didn't mind, but it'd help, he often thought with bitter humor, if Kazahaya weren't so completely oblivious to the sexual tension that sizzled between them. Sometimes Rikuo was struck with the urge to smack some sense into that pretty, thick head. Frequently, he acted on it.

He'd started off amused with the situation, especially at Kazahaya's completely cluelessness, but it became less funny the more frequently Kazahaya walked around their room in only a towel, or forgot to button up his pajama top all the way, or looked at Rikuo with sleepy eyes, or just generally moved and breathed and existed. Mounting sexual frustration was nothing to be laughed at. Rikuo had probably spent more time jerking himself off than looking for that painting.

He suppressed a shudder as past fantasies flashed by in his mind, causing heat to pool low in his belly. Now was not a good time for those thoughts, of Kazahaya's wide green eyes glazed over with desire, his lips red as he panted warm, moist breaths over Rikuo's bare hip...

Oh shit, thought Rikuo, shifting in his chair.

"What are you doing?" Kazahaya hissed, turning to look at him. His narrowed eyes flew open in shock when he saw Rikuo's condition. "Oh my God," he screeched under his breath, "oh my God, you pervert."

It took a good majority of Rikuo's self-control not to slap his hand over that idiot's mouth or fondle him until he came in his pants. Rikuo cleared his throat and muttered, earnestly, "Shut the fuck up." Luckily, the neighboring students were too busy feigning attention to the principal's droning about the upcoming sports festival to overhear their conversation.

"You're getting turned on by that old man? You sicko!"

Rikuo growled and leaned over, letting his mouth graze Kazahaya's ear. He was pleased to see the other boy freeze at the momentary contact as he hissed, "When the assembly's over, I'm going to take you back to our room and lick your naked body from head to toe."

Disbelief warred with outrage and embarrassment on Kazahaya's face. Satisfied that Kazahaya was no longer thinking about Rikuo's arousal in relation to the principal, Rikuo sat back in his seat and crossed his arms with a smug smile. Let him stew on that one for the next fifteen minutes.


Started/Finished: 01.18.2007
Edited: 03.14.2007