Sugar Cane

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Sugar Cane
By 11


Chapter 05

"Excuse me! Coming through! If you don't want to get shot… Move!"

The sea of the crowd of people who had gathered seeing Ryuichi parted easily as a single person came through the group helping to disperse people, mostly by waving what looked like a magnum at them so they got scared and ran off, not wanting to die.

"Hey!" the gunman greeted Hiro with a broad smile.

"Hi… um… who are you?" Hiro asked after the initial shock started to wear off somewhat. He was American, and had long blond hair that was tied up in a ponytail and blue eyes.

"My name is K, I'm Ryuichi's bodyguard," he introduced himself.

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"Hmm… well that might have to do with our age difference."

Shuichi looked down at the ruler where they had marked their lengths. Ryuichi's was a full centimeter larger than his own. It wasn't larger by much but it was still larger.

"Cause I'm also taller than you by a little," Ryuichi reasoned, "Wanna try for full now?"

"Full?" Shuichi repeated puzzled.

"You know when it's gone to it's full length," Ryuichi explained.

"Erect?" Shuichi asked. Ryuichi smiled and nodded. "Okay… might be awkward though."

"Not really, I'll do you and you can do me, that way we won't have to worry about it." Ryuichi explained. Shuichi did not understand that reasoning but it must have somehow made sense because that's what they did.

Ryuichi went first. It was a little odd to hold a member, other than his own in his hands. It was still soft and fleshy, and stirred when provoked by his rubs and strokes. Ryuichi's eyes never left his face, but when he was just starting to leak he stopped him. His face was flushed but he had managed to keep from relatively becoming noticeably bothered.

Ryuichi's hand took his member into his hands and Schuichi choked back a gasp of surprise. Ryuichi's hands were warm and it didn't take half as long as it did Ryuichi to get him to start leaking. It was sort of embarrassing but it was worth it since when fully erect they were the exact same size!

"Kewl!" Ryuichi grinned noting the ruler before putting it aside. Then looking down at their waists at the measured 'items' he grinned sheepishly. "Well now we have a bit of a problem, huh?"

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"Ryuichi, the fans have been dispersed of."

Hiro looked past K into the room. Ryuichi and Shuichi were seated on the floor facing each other. They both looked up when the other two boys entered though.

"Ah! K, you didn't shoot them all, did you?"

"Sadly no, but had I needed to, you can be sure I would have," K declared happily.

What a psycho. Hiro thought to himself. "Shuichi, you okay?"

"Fine, and you Hiro?" Shuichi asked smiling back at him.

"Good, come on," Hiro said as the two singers stood and walked out of the room. Upon closer inspection it appeared that Shuichi was semi blushing. He would have asked him about it except that he knew it was probably because of being able to talk to his singer idol for a few brief minutes alone.

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"Yuki."

The blonde looked up from his glaring at the crowds to see who had decided to disturb him, "Tohma," he greeted his cousin, not exactly warmly but not exactly icy either.

"It's been a while, how are you?" Tohma asked as he smiled at his cousin.

"Well. You?" Yuki returned.

"Very well, I've started a new music distribution representation, maybe you've heard of it," he told him. Yuki nodded.

"MG studios or whatever, run by the famous Tohma Seguchi," Yuki repeated from a news article that had run on the radio. "Congratulations."

"Thank you," Tohma said still smiling, though Yuki had turned back to his busy crowd glaring. "How has your new book been coming? Almost done? It's already become quite the sensation before you've even published and distributed it."

"Hn." Yuki replied, ending any further conversation with his cousin who returned to whatever it was he had been doing there. It was Tatsuha's fault there were all these people from the regular high school as well as the junior high.

"Hey, you're Hiro's brother?"

"Yes, I am Yuuji Nakano, very nice to meet you lovely ladies."

Hiro? Nakano? Hiro Nakano as in Hiroshi Nakano? The new guy at the junior high who was best friends with Shuichi Shindou? Yuki looked over at the teenager, he was a high school student, Tatsuha invited him. Maybe that wasn't such a dumb thing after all.

"You're Hiroshi's older brother?" Yuki inquired upon approach.

"Uh, yeah, what of it?" he asked looking up at the blonde youth.

"What do you know about your brother and his friend Shindou?" Yuki asked pointedly.

"I don't know much about his friends, we don't talk a whole lot, I know he likes to play the guitar and that that kid with the pink hair has formed a band with him." Yuuji shrugged, "Sorry, I don't pry a lot in his business."

Never mind. Tatsuha was stupid to invite worthless people all for the sake of inviting Ryuichi Sakuma, his stupid idol.

He still had yet to find that Shindou kid and make him pay.

"Hey! Yuki-kun! Fiance!"

Yuki was almost knocked over by the brunette as the girl all but glued herself to his arm. "Yuki, I didn't see you, where were you?"

"Go away Ayaka," Yuki ordered grabbing his arm away from her as he started off into the crowd.

"Oh my gosh, he let you get away with calling him your 'fiance'?"

"I am his fiance, he agreed and everything," Ayaka proclaimed loudly, with a flourish sweeping her hair over her shoulder. "I even have the ring to prove it, look."

"Oh my gosh! No way!"

Ayaka smirked to the other girls. The ring was cheap plastic which she had gotten a pair of them earlier that day and had given herself and Yuki one as proof of their engagement. Yuki hadn't exactly objected either. It was official. Yuki Eiri was hers.

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"Ah! He's not here anywhere!"

Tatsuha cried as he looked over the crowd again. "My… Ryuichi-sama…" he sobbed dramatically. He had seen him over by the karaoke earlier but then he got bombarded by fans and escaped to somewhere and now he was missing again!

The entire party was arranged so that he could invite Ryuichi Sakuma over and try to meet him and get in his pants if possible.

It just wasn't fair.

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Shuichi downed another of the drinks, one of several previous glasses. It was supposed to be punch but as with all parties, of course it was spiked and no one was supposed to know it, Shuichi was just too naïve to know about that, as it would seem.

“Shuichi,” Ryuichi greeted as he found him at the bar area.

“Ryuichi, hey,” Shuichi greeted with a bright grin. “What’s up?”

“Not much really, unless you count the problem we had earlier,” Ryuichi smiled back, “But I think I’ve found a solution. Come on.”

It wasn’t much of a difficulty to lead the violet-eyed boy upstairs in the house to an empty room. Ryuichi closed the door behind them, locking it so they wouldn’t be disturbed.

Shuichi yawned and looked over at Ryuichi. “So Ryuichi, what is the solution to our problem?”

“I’ll show you,” Ryuichi said with a smile as they removed their pants again, their semi-erections faded somewhat though not completely.

Ryuichi put his hand around Shuichi’s member again and he fell forward somewhat so is forehead rested on the older boy’s shoulder as his breath quickened with Ryuichi’s hand’s pace.

His hand alternated between sudden swift squeezes and released and strokes both fast and painfully slow wringing gasps and small cries from him.

The world around him seemed to disappear; as all that mattered was that his hand kept moving and stroking his member.

It wasn’t long before Shuichi’s arousal was complete again as his breaths came in soft pants and occasionally a moan or whimper when Ryuichi’s hand did something particularly pleasing.

Shuichi nearly cried out as he finally came after the mounting pleasure, but managed to bite it back, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself back down again.

Ryuichi smiled at him and Shuichi sat up putting his hands on Ryuichi’s now erect again member. He started slowly stroking gently. Ryuichi’s breath shuddered somewhat as he relaxed to the touch.

Encouraged somewhat by this Shuichi stroked faster putting more pressure on the other’s now throbbing manhood.

Ryuichi’s breath quickened somewhat as he did this. Experimentally Shuichi took his other hand and fondled with the underside where the sac was, Ryuichi gasped and nearly fell backwards. Shuichi paused afraid he’d hurt him but soon continued when he saw that Ryuichi’s face was filled with pleasure not pain, as he lay himself back on the floor.

Ryuichi was getting closer to his peak, as his tip slit started leaking pre-cum and his breaths came faster and more ragged. Shuichi brushed his finger over the slit, making Ryuishi shudder and moan, and brought the drop he’d captured to his mouth. It wasn’t bad.

Shuichi removed his hands from Ryuichi’s member, ready to try something else, and hope his partner liked it. Ryuichi whimpered in need when the much needed pleasure was removed from his crying errection. Shuichi lowered himself to the other boy’s southern area and swallowed him whole, as much as he could take and to the hilt.

Ryuichi screamed out as Shuichi took all of him in a tight wet heat that clamped around him fully, becoming a vacuum of pleasure as he sucked him.

Shuichi had to hold the other boy’s hips down, as he kept sucking him, Ryuichi’s hips bucking up , trying to get even more of himself into that pleasure filled warmth. His hands tangled in the other’s pink hair pressing down as far as he could, crying out loud enough for everyone downstairs and seven and even thirteen blocks away to hear as he climaxed into Shuichi’s wet cavern.

If that specific room they had chosen hadn’t been sound proof, there would have been an awfully hard to explain situation that followed.

The violet-eyed boy licked up every last drop that came from the other boy, every part he had to offer, making an audible popping noise when he released the member which had become semi-erect just sitting in the other boy’s mouth for the few brief moments after release.

“That was fun,” Ryuichi said after a moment of catching his breath. Sure he’d had someone’s mouth on him before, but he doubted Shuichi had and to have that much skill was incredible. “I’ll have to remember to return the favor, sometime.”

Shuichi smiled at him, his eyes slightly hazy from both the lusts as well as the not so quickly fading alcohol that was still pumping through his system.

The two stood and headed back down to the party. Only afterwards did Kumagoro remind Ryuichi that if he’d wanted to he and Shuichi could have stayed up there playing for a long while if he’d remembered that he could have.

“Hey, Hiro,” Shuichi asked as he stumbled into his friend and looked up at him, a single question bugging him very much since he left the room where he and Ryuichi had relieved themselves. “Is boy’s love okay?”

Hiro looked a little taken aback by the question. Was he asking him this because he liked him or because he’d seen two boys kissing? He knew he had once or twice around the crowded room.

“Well,” Hiro started, as Shuichi somehow lost the will to stand up straight for the moment and leaned against him somewhat. “Love is love, who cares if it’s between two men, two women or a man and woman or whatever.”

“Really? You think so?” Shuichi asked lightly, as if musing aloud.

“Sure. Whatever makes a person happy is something worth being sought after,” Hiro explained as he looked down at his friend.

“Hm. Thanks Hiro,” he said with a grin as he stood himself up. “Are they still doing the karaoke over there?”

If he had looked up he might have noticed a golden-eyed blonde who had noticed him after seeking him the entire party almost.

Yuki smirked as he started towards the oblivious Shuichi and intercepted him in his path to karaoke dragging him back upstairs to one of the rooms.

“Yuki?” Shuichi asked dazedly when the blonde pushed him into the room and closed the door behind him, having every intention of beating the crud out of the other boy who had near trampled his rep and had literally stepped on his face.

Yuki swung a blow at Shuichi but the boy seemed completely unaware that he was being attacked as he turned and walked over to the bed in the room and lay himself down with a contented sigh. Yuki growled in anger as he stalked over to the boy who was trying to sleep and grabbed the front of his shirt forcing him to sit up somewhat but the smell of the spiked punch hit him. So the stupid kid had been drinking that spiked junk. Figures why he doesn’t seem to understand anything going on around him.

Didn’t seem to take too long for him to get comfortable and fall asleep either. Or maybe that was the alcoholic punch too.

First Yuki certainly felt angry.

Very angry.

He wanted to kill the guy and he fell asleep on him.

But now this was both awkward because he was asleep and also because a sudden blush had risen to the great Yuki Eiri’s face, watching the other boy. That’s right the master of empty facial expressions was blushing. He knew it because his face felt far warmer than usual.

That and it might be because he was having very insane ideas, images and thoughts that came to mind just standing here watching the sleeping teen. Very odd thoughts he did not think he’d like to repeat or see again and at the same time were very appealing for some other unknown and very odd reason.

He wasn’t really aware of himself for the next few minutes but when he regained rational thought he found his face hovering only a few millimeter’s from the sleeping boy’s face. His lips brushing lightly against the others.

A boy. His enemy. Shuichi Shindou. Did he mention boy already?

He snapped back up and felt his blush darken. What the heck had made that happen anyway? Maybe he was ill…

He studied the sleeping boy as he pondered that, he had a slim body not really very muscular but there was some slight definition here and there, short pink hair spread out on the pillow, long girlie legs, his face lax and mouth slightly parted, lips slightly pink and pretty. No wait, he did not just think that!

Yuki looked away quickly to avoid any further thoughts on the other boy’s physique. He knew he wasn’t that way, he’d been with girls before, sure he found it boring and less than desirable since they were all idiotic airheads but so was this kid! Right?

He glanced back at the sleeping teen and put a hand over his chest as if to check, just to make sure. Shuichi was girlie, but he wasn’t a girl, definitely not.

His chest was very flat. Yuki moved his hand over the chest area lightly his finger brushing one of the other boy’s nipples as he did so. Shuichi moaned softly arching up to the soft touch.

Yuki removed his hand as his blush darkened even more at the silly action, his blood suddenly rushing south. A place it should not have gone when a boy his age moans.

Why the heck was this happening to him? Why did he feel like this… maybe it didn’t matter. Yuki contemplated with himself whether he should go ahead with what his body was telling him to do, just to see where this feeling led, or if he should leave and try to forget about it.

Based on the previous actions he was very much considering the first option of going with what his body was telling him to.

He had just decided when the door opened. He cursed inwardly, why had he forgotten to lock it? Why? Why? Why?

“What are you doing, Eiri,” Hiro asked as he came into the room. Yuki looked up at the brunette with a glare.

“I didn’t do anything.” He told him truthfully. Hiro had probably seen him drag Shuichi off in the crowd, he watched him like a hawk all the time. “He just decided to go to sleep.”

“He probably had too much to drink,” Hiro reasoned, “The punch was spiked?”

“Always is at parties like this, sometimes with several different alcohols, depends how many people want to spike it and do,” Yuki explained.

“That’s okay,” Hiro said walking over to the bedside and sliding his arms underneath Shuichi’s shoulders and legs so he could lift him, carrying bridal style, “I’ll take him home then. Sleep would probably be best for him.”

Yuki grunted in agreement and saw them to the door, but Hiro said they’d be okay after that. Turned out that Shuichi’s mom wasn’t home then and that Shindou wasn’t carrying a key either. He probably never even called his mother to tell her about the party he was going to.

“Well what do I do with you now, Shuichi,” Hiro asked his unconscious friend. What else could he do. He’d have to take him to his place of course!

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