You Oughta Know

TITLE: You oughta know
AUTHOR: Lemony Chocolate
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RATING: NC-17 NOT FOR ANYONE UNDER 17
DISCLAIMER: I make any claim to, nor hold any license to the original characters to this story. These characters are used for the sake and sole purpose of entertainment only. No profit shall be, nor will be gained from the writing found hereafter; nor shall any personal credit be taken as to the character designs, personalities or concepts stemming from the original characters used. All situations in the story below, unless otherwise stated, should not, in any way, have any bearing on the creator’s original work..
FEEDBACK: Oh yes, please.
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SPOILERS: none that I can think of.
SUMMARY: Marron and Gateau break up

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They had finally persuaded Marron to come out with them after his stormy breakup with Gateau. Tira and Chocolate had managed to convince Mille to join them, which had Carrot grumbling under his breath about why they had to invited HIM?

Surprisingly enough, Marron had started enjoying himself at the club. Laughing at the various karaoke singers, egging each other to go up and sing.

Carrot was dodging Chocolate's angry swipes at him for ogling one of the waitresses when he choked on his drink.

"Oh fuck me," he said his eyes wide in horror.

"Oh DARLING, I thought you would never ask," Chocolate cried, jumping across the table into Carrot's lap, smothering his protesting gagging face in kisses. Grabbing his face and pressing it to her ample chest, "Oh Darling I love you so much, at last we're together!"

"Oh fuck me," Mille said quietly, staring across the room.

Carrot's arms were waving desperately in the air, trying to get Chocolate off of him.

Chocolate frowned, "Now Mille you know that I'm madly in love with Darling. I'm just not inte.....," she was interruped by a vicious pinch from Tira on her arm, making her release the gasping red faced Carrot.

"Ow! Whaddaya do that for," she said angrily turning in Carrot's lap, catching sight of who had walked into the club. "Oh shit," she sagged weakly in Carrot's lap and for once he didn't try to shove her on the floor.

Marron stiffened at the horrified looks on their faces, he just knew who had walked in the club.

Carrot was the first to recover, his first instinct to protect his brother, "Marron, we are leaving right now," he said urgently. "As a matter of fact, I'm feeling really tired and sleepy right now," he yawned elaborately, immediately followed by the others each claiming extreme exhaustion and wanting to go home NOW!

Marron was touched by their concern, "No, I'll have to face him some time, it might as well be here," he said quietly, pain evident in his eyes.

"Well, get ready," Carrot said in a grim voice, "He's headed this way with some cheap floozy."

Marron paled, wondering if it was the same girl Gateau had cheated with. He firmed his lips and sat up straight, determined to see this thing through to the bitter end.

Gateau strode up to them with a smirk, enjoying the furious glares coming his way. He was relishing the look that would soon be on Marron's face at his news, "Marron, Tira, Chocolate, Mille and Moron, I'd like to introduce you to Carmel," gesturing to the overly developed brunette giggling on his arm. He paused watching Marron quietly stand to shake her hand, before continuing, "My fiance." There was dead silence at the table, he smirked at the stricken look on Marron's face and the rage roiling through Carrot's eyes.

Carrot got up angrily, trying to shake off Mille's hand, "Don't embarrass your brother, not here, not now. Later, we'll deal with Gateau," Mille promised with a dark smile as he whispered to Carrot.

Carrot angrily and sat back down, refusing to shake the bitch's hand, finally reczingzing her.

"Rude much," she sneered at him, recoiling from the deadly fury in his eyes. Squeaking she hid behind Gateau, peering around his shoulder at the angry faces in front of them.

Gateau smirked and move away with her to their table. He made sure that he was in Marron's line of sight as he caressed and nibbled on Carmel's shoulders and neck. Enjoying the pain and helpless rage on Marron's face.

"Switch with me," Carrot said abruptly to Marron, forcibly moving his brother to his seat so that he wouldn't have to watch Gateau with that tramp.

"No, I think I want to sing a song," Marron said, his eyes narrowing, fury raging through him. How dare Gateau treat him like this! Didn't he give him enough? Why was he trying to hurt him like this?

"Sing? You mean go up on stage and SING?!" Carrot blinked, clearly his brother needed to go home and get some rest. He looked worriedly at him, putting his hand to Marron's forehead, Nope no fever, he thought in relief.

He looked around in disbelief, hearing the others urging Marron on. What the hell was the matter with them? Did they lose their goddamn minds?! Marron shouldn't be singing at this time, he should be plotting revenge! But by the time he started to say something it was too late, Marron was several feet away.

Marron spoke with the DJ, requesting a certain song, he climbed the stage. Looking out over the crowd with a dark smile, he met Gateau's amused eyes. He looked at his worried niisan and tried to reassure him that everything was okay.

The music came on and he began singing quietly at first ......

//I want you to know, that I am happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me//

Carrot choked on his drink, his eyes rounding in panic. Oh shit NO---he recognized the this song!

//Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theater?//

"Gah, TOO MUCH INFORMATION!" He cried, holding his hands to his ears. A flashing mental image ran through his brain, "Oh no, my eyes, my eyes! I just saw a mental image of Marron and Gateau naked, having sex!" He moaned to his frozen teammates. He didn't know whether to cover his ears or his eyes. He tried banging his head on the table several times, hoping he'll go deaf and blind.

And no one noticed, entranced by the seductive image gyrating on the stagHe wHe was sin made flesh.

//Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby?
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother//

Marron unfasten his robe, dropping it to the ground as he danced to the song. Revealing his slender, elegant body as he writhe to the music, moving with a dark liquid erotic grace as he lost himself in the song, in his pain.

Carrot looked around the room, at the naked lust on the majority of the patron's faces and squeaked, panicking at the thought of them pouncing on his poor vulnerable little brother.

//Cause the love that you gave, that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you
To be open wide, No
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You'd hold me until you died//

Marron swayed his hips, remembering Gateau holding him and telling him that he loved him, that he would always love him. His eyes snapped open, glittering with fury, as he screamed out the words.

//Till you died, but you're still alive!//

//And I'm here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced//

Carrot jumped up from the table, ran for the stage and jumped up on it, snatching Marron's robe off the floor.

//And are you thinking of me when you fu//

"....Umpf", Marron said as Carrot slapped his hand over his mouth.

"Sorry folks, that's not the song he was supposed to sing, he was supposed to be singing a song about fluffy bunnies and running through the field with the daisies and flowers and shit like that," Carrot babbled nervously at the growling crowd.

They wanted to see the pretty-boy dance and sing and they weren't taking to kindly to him stopping their beautiful singer.

Carrot babbled on to the crowd as he tried to put Marron's robe back on him. Marron kept slapping his hands away until the frustrated Carrot grabbed him and roughly began stuffing his arms through, whispering furiously at him.

"What the hell do you think you are doing, letting all these sicko, perverts ogle you," he whispered angrily at Marron, glancing from side-to-side then down, at hearing his voice boom throughout the room. He looked down, gulping audibly at the microphone in frof hof him and back to the angry, snarling crowd. They were NOT happy patrons. They wanted a show!

"Heh, heh, heh not that I was talking about any of YOU being a bunch of sickos, of course, uhm," he smiled nervously and grabbed Marron and tugged him several feet away from the evil microphone, glancing narrowly at the treacherous thing, and dragged Marron several more feet away. He wasn't taking any chances.

"What the hell," he began, looking to make sure there were no hidden microphones around, "Do you think you are doing," he said angrily.

"What I thought I was doing was entertaining the crowd," Marron hissed angrily back, his mode spoiled by his interfering brother. He tried go go back to the microphone, prevented by Carrot grabbing his arm.

"Bullshit! What you were trying to do was get back at Gateau, by trying to embarrass him and hurt him like he's hurt you tonight. But it ain't gonna work like that with him. Look at him," Carrot said urgently, "He's enjoying making you act like this."

Marron cast a sidelong glance at Gateau, at seeing the malicious laughter on his face, he groaned in dismay, "What have I done, niisan? He wants me to act like this, to make a fool of myself," he whispered to Carrot.

"No Duh! Of course he does," Carrot rolled his eyes, "If yonna nna to make him pay, wanna to make him hurt, ya gotta find his weak spot," Carrot muttered to on. on. He began pacing back and forth, as the crowd began growing restless watching them.

Marron watched Carrot, he knew his niisan would think of something. He had such a nasty devious mind.

"What we gotta do is find his worse enemy and hook you up with him or her," Carrot said pounding his fist in his hand, he didn't see the look that came over Marron's face as a light dawned in his mind. His worst enemy, he mused, casting a speculative look at his angrily pacing niisan. A slow smile twisted his face

"Ohhhhh niiiiii..saaaaan," Marron said in a smooth tone, gliding forward.

"Yeah, I'll bet......," Carrot continued pacing

"Niisan," Marron said again, trying to catch the rapidly pacing figure.

".....That Tira and Chocolate knows.." Carrot continued.

"Niisan," Marron tried to grab Carrot arm again. Blowing an exasperated breath, as he tried to catch the rapidly moving figure.

".....Who his worse enemy is...," Carrot muttered to himself.

"NIISAN!" Marron shouted, making everyone in the room jump, including Carrot.

"WHAT!" Carrot said annoyed, he had a really good plan..."Listen all we have to do is.....,"

"Umpf.......," he cried in Marron's mouth

Everyone in the club gasped at the sight of the two kissing on the stage. They all chuckled at the way the smaller boy was beating on the shoulders of the taller boy, struggling to get away. They watched as the struggled died down and the beating hands wrapped around the neck of the other.

To say he was flabbergasted to find Marron trying to remove his tonsils with his tongue, was not really covering the issue. To say he was dumbstruck at just much he was enjoying kissing Marron wasn't getting to the heart of the matter, but Marron was doing a damn fine job of getting to him.

He was....he was....was....."Ooooooooh" Carrot moaned, fuck it, he went back to the pleasurable task of being kissed senseless by Marron. Feeling his back hit the wall and Marron's hands running over his ass brought him to his senses. He pulled back, gasping for breath, watching Marron in amazement.

Marron was breathing raggedly, he was horrified. He hadn't expected that kind of response from his niisan; he hadn't expected HIS own response to kissing his niisan. He eyed Carrot's lush swollen mouth and licked his lips slowly, still tasting his niisan.

Carrot eyeat sat succulent pink tongue and jumped Marron, wrapping his legs around Marron's waist and diving back into his mouth. This time he was the aggressor, as his back slammed into the wall and Marron was arching and rubbing himself between his legs.

Gateau was enraged, a furious growl coming from his throat at the sight. He stomped over to the table waiting for Tira or Chocolate to rise up and either Marron or Carrot, or perhaps both. He was puzzled at their stillness, why weren't they trying to kill them?

The crowd was in rapture and getting a little turned on by the duo on the stage. The passion, the fire burning between the two men was awe inspiring. The deep moans of passions, the way their bodies fitted each other so tightly as if they were the other half of each other. They look so hot up there. They pounded the tables, yelling for 'More! 'More!' 'More!'

Slowly Carrot pulled away from the lush tempting mouth, his breath rasping in his throat. He slid down Marron's body, both of them moaning and shuddering in pleasure from the friction. Marron rested his head against his niisan's forehead, still shuddering in after pleasure.

"Niisan," he asked huskily, raising his passion glazed eyes from Carrot's swollen lips, angling his head licking at the swollen fullness, hearing Carrot's breath hitch in his throat.

"Home...bed," Carrot whispered, opening his mouth under the licking caress, moaning into Marron's mouth.

" 'K," Marron said pulling back.

They jumped off the stage, rushing for the door. Tira and Chocolate came out of their daze with a shout "Hey!"

Gateau smiled, finally some action. He waited with strained patience to see Carrot get his ass kicked.

"You forgot your jacket," Tira shouted to Carrot.

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Epilogue.....

Coincidentally, Gateau woke up after a restless night. Every time he closed his eyes, Marron was there and he was making love to him. Stumbling to the bathroom, wincing at the nagging pain in his back, he twisted and looked in the mirror at the angry red marks decorating his back.


Ohh... aah... ahh... ahh...

'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed
That was me and I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes, and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails
Down someone else's back I hope you feel it
Well, can you feel it?

Alanis Morrisette You Oughta Know


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