Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

P.S.: If you're wondering why I'm now referring to Umeda as Hokuto it's because there's to many other Umedas to mix him up with at this point. Shizuki will still refer to him as Umeda.

Chapter Seven

We've got nowhere to go, we've got nothing to prove
Instead of dancing alone, I should be dancing with you
This song is turning me on, the beat is doing me in
Or maybe it's only you, but either way, lets begin

-Out of Control By: She Wants Revenge

Rio strided confidently over to where her brother and Shizuki were chatting. Hokuto scowled at her as she stopped right beside the blond. He already suspected something was up. He could sense a plot coming a mile away. That wouldn't help him right now though. This whole idea was fail proof. She smiled brightly when Shizuki turned his attention to her. "Hi, Shizuki-san."

"Hi, Rio-chan," the blond replied a little dubiously.

"Is there something you wanted, Rio?" Hokuto cut in before she could say anything else.

Rio shot him an annoyed look. "Yes actually. I wanted to ask Shizuki to dance with me."

"Oh," both men said dumbly.

"You can dance, right, Shizuki-san?" Rio asked sweetly.

Shizuki nodded. "Um, yeah. My mother made sure of that. She's dance teacher."

Rio grabbed his hand and started to drag him onto the dance floor. "Then come dance with me."

Hokuto grabbed her arm to stop her. "Rio, what are you up to? Why do you want to dance with Shizuki?"

"Who wouldn't want to dance with the hottest non-family member at the party," she rolled her eyes before shaking him off. "Dance with me, Shizuki-san?"

"Alright, but just one dance," the blond agreed.

"Yes! Thank you!" She grinned before leading him out into the center of the floor.

There were only a few couples dancing. The party was only an hour or so old. Everyone was still mingling, grabbing drinks, and filtering in. Shizuki felt more than a little self-conscious as Rio set him out pretty much on center stage.

"Can you waltz?" Rio asked the blond.

"Yes," he answered simply. He took a deep breath, remembering the steps, before turning her towards him. He changed their hand position and set his hand on the small of her back. He led off in a much more confident step then what he felt. Rio didn't seem to notice his nervousness. She looked pleased as they began to dance. Shizuki was pleasantly surprised himself. She followed his lead fluidly, allowing him to guide her with more trust than was usually given to a man during a first dance. They settled into a comfortable, flowing waltz. Shizuki's nervousness melted away as the steps came back to him. They traveled around the dance floor and weaved their way between other couples.

"So," Shizuki finally spoke. "Why did you invite me to dance?"

Rio smiled. "Didn't buy my excuse?"

"No." He chuckled.

"Well, there was hardly anyone dancing and I wanted to help liven up the party. Which has worked, if you haven't noticed," She pointed out. Shizuki glanced around to find she was right. A lot more people had joined in dancing since they had started. "But mostly, I just wanted to make my brother envious, which is also working."

Both glanced over at Hokuto to see him with his arms crossed across his chest and an irritable look on his face. Shizuki grinned as he spun Rio around. As the song came to an end he dropped her into a low dip before bringing her back up slowly. Rio laughed in delight.

"You're a great dancer," she told him with appreciation as he led her back off the floor.

"Thank you," he replied kindly.

Hokuto uncrossed his arms as they came back to stand in front of him. "You two looked good out there."

"Shizuki-san is fun to dance with," Rio smirked at him.

"I'm sure," Hokuto remarked.

"I think you two should dance?" Rio suggested innocently.

"No, no. That's ok," Shizuki put his hands up and waved dismissively.

Hokuto eyed his sister warily. The feeling that she was trying to set something up intensified. "I don't think so either," Hokuto agreed with the blond. Shizuki looked over at him in mild astonishment. "What?" The doctor asked.

"Just surprised you agreed, that's all," the blond remarked.

Hokuto shrugged. "I don't feel like being the family spectacle."

"You already are," Rio joked.

"Shuttup, brat," the doctor scowled at her.

Rio stuck her tongue out at him. She folded her arms over her chest and sneered at him. "You know Mom's gonna try something. So you can either dance to avoid whatever silly romantic plot she's cooking up or just hope you manage to get out of it."

"Why does it seem like your family is trying to set us up?" Shizuki asked worriedly.

Hokuto sighed. "Trying?" He could see Rio's point. He had a feeling though that all the women in his immediate family were cooking something up. Not just his mother. However, dancing with Shizuki wasn't necessarily an unwanted desire. He put out his hand. "Dance with me?"

"Fine," Shizuki grumbled. "Just keep your hands off my ass."

"No guarantees." The doctor grinned wickedly.

Shizuki rolled his eyes. "Sometimes I hate you."

"No, you don't," Hokuto replied with a straight face. "You hate that you can't resist me."

In that, Shizuki had to admit, the doctor was entirely correct. He allowed himself to be pulled out onto the dance floor. He stepped in closer to Hokuto and waited for him to figure out what position they were dancing in. The doctor settled his left hand on Shizuki's lower back, raised their clasped hands, and led him off into a simple waltz.

"Why do you get to lead?" Shizuki inquired, feeling really odd to be dancing in the girl's position. He was so used to leading that he had to concentrate a little harder to put his feet in the right place.

"Because I asked you to dance," Hokuto smirked at him and pulled the blond in a little closer to his body. "Stop trying to stay so far out of reach. It makes dancing awkward."

"I'm not a girl."

"Kami-sama, forbid."

Shizuki couldn't help, but chuckle at that. After a few minutes, the steps came easier to the blond as he got used to dancing the opposite steps then he was used too. They began to dance more smoothly. Hokuto led with an easy kind of grace that the blond only wished he had. He knew he was a good dancer (his mother would have been disappointed otherwise), but Hokuto danced with the same grace with which he walked and moved. It helped Shizuki to relax into the waltz and trust his partner. They seemed to flow together in a way that felt natural and comfortable. Each step was well placed and perfectly executed with little thought.

The music changed to something slower and softer. The two stopped for a moment, mid-step, uncertain of what to do. Logically, the music suggested moving in closer, dancing a little more intimately, but both were reluctant to for separate reasons. Hokuto very much wanted to hold the blond closer, and that was the problem in and of itself. Shizuki didn't want to fall any further into the emotional turmoil that ensued whenever the doctor touched him. Hokuto glanced about the dance floor as if hoping to find an answer. To his horror, he did. He caught sight of Reiko, his cousin, making her way towards him through the other dancing couples.

"Fuck," He hissed before slipping both arms around Shizuki's waist and pulling him in tight against his body.

Shizuki nearly stumbled at the sudden jerk forward. He gasped when his body collided with the doctor's. "Umeda, what the hell?" the blond growled, struggling to push away. He looked like a cat that had hit water and was trying unsuccessfully to jump back.

"Just dance with me, please! Reiko's coming this way! Don't let her get me!" Hokuto whispered desperately.

For a second, all Shizuki could do was stare at the doctor like he'd lost his mind. Then he started to laugh at the look of dread on the gay man's face. Apparently, the prospect of dealing with an amorous female was to frightening for Hokuto. "Ok, ok," the blond placated. "I'm not sure where to put my hands though."

"On my shoulders, dummy," Hokuto chuckled at his discomfort.

Shizuki gave him an irritated look. "I'm used to dancing with girls this way and usually with my hands on their hips. You better appreciate what I'm doing for you. I could leave you to her, you know."

"Alright! I'm sorry," the doctor surrendered, looking up frantically. "Quick, she's coming!"

Shizuki shook his head before placing his hands on the doctor's shoulders. They had barely begun to dance again when the blond felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Excuse me," a soft, but determined female voice spoke up behind him.

He turned his head to get his first real look at the cousin he'd heard so much about. Damn, she really is homely looking, he couldn't help thinking. He felt a little terrible for it. She was also somewhat on the heavy side. "Can I help you?"

"I was wondering if I could cut in. I'd like to catch up with my cousin," She smiled sweetly, and then wiggled her fingers demurely at the doctor. "Hi, Hokuto-kun. It's been a very long time. I missed seeing you the last few years. Will you dance with me?"

"Hi, Reiko-chan," Hokuto smiled, mostly showing teeth. "Maybe later, ok. I'm dancing with my boyfriend." His hands tightened on Shizuki's waist, silently begging the blond for help.

Reiko's face darkened threateningly. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind me stealing you for a few minutes."

"Actually, Reiko-can, I would. I don't get to dance with him very much. I'm sorry I'm being selfish, but I'd really like to dance with him a little longer," Shizuki smiled sheepishly. He emphasized his point by wrapping his arms around the doctor's neck and pressing himself closer to Hokuto. He tried not to notice how perfectly their bodies fit together, or how warm the doctor was against him.

Reiko scowled. "Fine. But I want to talk to you later, Hokuto."

"If I can," the doctor replied evasively. He turned his attention exclusively to Shizuki and effectively dismissed her.

She glared a moment longer before stomping away.

"I almost feel bad about that," Shizuki muttered with a guilty look. He starting to slid his arms off of Hokuto's neck.

The doctor reached up to stop him. "Uh uh. No getting away. You put them there. They have to stay there now. We have to be convincing, don't we?" The doctor smirked mischievously at the blond.

"Bastard," Shizuki whispered, narrowing his eyes in annoyance. He didn't try to get away though.

Hokuto deliberately slid his hands closer to cupping the blonds' ass with a naughty grin.

"You're pushing it," the blond growled in warning. "I'll go get her if you want."

The doctor grinned before backing off a bit. "Sorry, sorry."

"Right," Shizuki rolled his eyes.

They danced in silence for a while. Their bodies moved smoothly together. They were pressed close, melding perfectly into the other's body. Neither one dared mention how good it felt to be wrapped so intimately around each other. It felt to good. It felt right. They were almost even in height. This put their faces at eye level with each other with only inches between them. Their hips swayed and flexed in harmony, rubbing gently against one another. Both pretended to ignore the lust and something much more potent beginning to crackle in the air between them. Hokuto's warm breaths washed over Shizuki's neck, making him shiver and swallow roughly. It felt like his stomach was tying itself in knots. He hated how the doctor's body seemed to be weaving a spell around his senses. He felt like he was being trapped into these feelings that he didn't want. What scared him most of all was the more Hokuto touched him the more willing he was becoming at being trapped.

Finally, the song ended.

"You want to get a drink?" Hokuto asked, after he cleared his throat.

"Yes," Shizuki agreed quickly. He immediately dropped his arms and stepped away. He was relieved to be given an excuse to put some much needed space between them. He was also annoyed to find that he was sad to do so. He bit his lip as he tried to force the confusing thoughts and feelings away. Hokuto grabbed his hand and led him off the floor. Shizuki tried to pull out of grip.

"What are you doing?" he murmured in exasperation.

"We're supposed to be together," Hokuto reminded him quietly.

Shizuki groaned. "Ugh, how did I get myself into this?"

The doctor glanced back. "If you hate it so much why don't you ditch me? There are plenty of pretty girls to dance with here."

"I already danced with Rio," Shizuki chuckled. "She's about the only pretty girl here under 35."

Hokuto laughed softly. "True."

They began to pass through the doorway into the hallway to get to the room that held the refreshments. Shizuki lurched forward when someone bumped into him. He put his hand on Umeda's back to steady himself without thinking about it. Hokuto turned to help him and froze. Io was standing behind Shizuki smiling evilly.

"Sorry, Shizuki-kun, I wasn't watching where I was going," Io said as her smile widened.

Hokuto had a bad feeling that something was about to happen. He wasn't wrong.

"Oh, Hokuto dear, you two are standing under the mistletoe," Mrs. Umeda said with delight from the other side of the door way.

Both men looked up in horror. The offending little sprig of mistletoe was hung innocently above them. "Fuck," both muttered under their breath. When the hell had that been put up? Hokuto should have known something was up. Rio had been a little to insistent on them dancing. She must have had a hand in this devious plot. He glared between his mother and Io with equal parts anger and disbelief.

"You have to kiss now," Io looked positively gleeful. "And no pecks on the cheek."

Shizuki looked ready to bolt, but there was nowhere to run. Io was blocking them in one side. Mrs. Umeda was on the other. He couldn't push one of them out of the way. He was to gentlemanly for that. Beside him, Hokuto was beginning to look slightly panicked as well.

"C'mon, Io, great prank. But we aren't kissing." Hokuto growled.

"Why?" She asked frankly. She folded her arms over her chest and quirked an eyebrow at her brother.

Minami and Rio suddenly appeared beside Io. "Oh look mistletoe! Awww, are you two gonna kiss?" Rio asked eagerly. She smiled at her brother a little to sweetly. She shot Minami a victorious look.

Hokuto felt trapped. He wasn't going to get out of this. The only reason he didn't want to kiss Shizuki was because he didn't want to broadcast how he felt about the blond to the rest of his family. Especially when he hadn't even admitted the truth about how he felt to the man in question. He glanced over to see Shizuki staring at him pleadingly. Get us out of this! Shizuki's eyes seemed to be begging. There was no way out of it though.

"Let's just get this over with," Hokuto murmured to him.

"Hokuto, don't-!" Shizuki put his hands up as if to ward him off.

To late.

Hokuto was already kissing him. For a moment, it seemed like it would stay chaste and swift. But Hokuto couldn't help himself. Just a taste of Shizuki wasn't enough. God, he wanted all of him. He groaned softly as he reached up to bury his fingers in the blond's silky hair. Shizuki felt and tasted so damn good. Lust built like a firestorm in seconds. He pulled the blond's head back and slanted his mouth hungrily. He wanted so much more. Shizuki whimpered pathetically against the doctor's mouth as his hands clenched into Hokuto's shirt. The kiss seemed to go on for a long time, but for Hokuto it wasn't long enough. For just a moment, before it ended, the doctor could have sworn that the blond started to kiss back. They pulled apart slowly. Both were in a bit of a daze. They stared at each other in shock. That was probably the most intense kiss they'd shared so far.

A wolf whistle had Shizuki jumping back as reality set back in.

"I told you!" Rio was crowing in triumph as she shook Minami's arm in excitement.

"No way," the older boy was shaking his head in disbelief.

Io whistled again. "That was so hot, you two!"

"You both looked beautiful together," Mrs. Umeda clasped her hands together as she smiled brightly.

Shizuki looked like he was about to be sick. "I need some air!" He gasped before darting around Hokuto and practically running away down the hall.

The doctor growled in frustration before dragging a hand down his face. "Thanks," he snapped in aggravation.

"What?" They all looked innocent.

Hokuto shook his head. "I need a drink."

"I needed a camera!" Io said sadly. "That was priceless!"

"Don't worry, sis. I got a picture of it!" Rio grinned, holding up her phone.

"Ah! Send it to me!" Io exclaimed.

Hokuto glared at them hatefully before storming away. This was exactly what he'd been hoping wouldn't happen. His family was so fucking annoying. Why did they always have to stick their noses into his personal life? Why couldn't he come over just once without having to worry about being embarrassed? Even worse, they had done this at a party with the entire Umeda family present. How cruel could they get? He only hoped Shizuki would let him apologize after this stunt his family had pulled.

He stomped up to the refreshment table. He barely looked at his father, who was eyeing him curiously. He snatched up two shot glasses before grabbing the entire bottle of whiskey out of his father's hand. He stormed back out and down the hall in the direction the blond had disappeared.

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