Last adventure in The District

Author: Links
Email: insane_shinomegami@yahoo.com

Pairings: Shigure x Aayame x Hatori x random woman number one who I chose to call Kaorin ^_^

Warnings: This fic contains under aged occupation in the red light district! *shock, gasp* Hatori-san is also a little OOC due to the fact that this is set pre-series so the boys are younger.
May cause harm to illiterate personages

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything of importance or value, I just like to borrow and play – don’t sue…

Links Says: I’ve been wanting to write a fic around the Mabudachi Trio for a long while now, and finally, I have succeeded. The whole thing came from FB manga 4 when Aayame is hanging out at Shigure’s house and insists on telling Yuki, Kyo and Tohru about what happened when some students from his class entered the red light district. Aayame says “Not that we went with them…” and Shigure adds, “No, we’d long since grown tired of that.” In accordance with that snippet of conversation, I have come up with the following. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ^_^ Please feel free to leave a comment, critisism (constructive or otherwise) is also welcome.

Last adventure in The District.
Written by Links for the happy personages of the fic world


Last adventure in The District


“Oh Hatori,” sang Shigure as he pocked his head around the door frame, “You better hurry u-up, Aayame’s already walking to the ga-ate.”

Hatori finished buttoning his shirt, mumbling under his breath. It was the first day of senior high school and Aayame and Shigure were already out of control. Grabbing his school bag, Hatori said a quick goodbye to Akito.

“We’re leaving for school Akito, is there anything you need before we come home?” Hatori asked, kneeling next to the sickly boy’s futon.

“Just get out of here, Hatori. Try not to get yourselves hugged.” Akito’s whispered snarl sent shivers up Hatori’s spine. Even in his ill state, Akito was a force not to be reckoned with. Hatori stood, bowed and bid farewell to the boy, silently torn between his intense love and deathly fear for the head of the Sohma family. As nasty as Akito could be, Hatori still held a deep respect for the boy and had recently been looking into studying medicine at university in order to become Akito’s primary caregiver. He’d also realised that having a doctor in the family would be beneficial in case any of those doomed to suffer a vengeful spirit became ill.

Hatori stepped out into the sunshine. The morning air was crisp and fresh and the scene before him instantly lifted his heart. The seasonal blooms were in full colour, the air tingled with late summer heat and Aayame and Shigure were dancing together around the fountain in the courtyard, singing one of Shigure’s nonsense songs.

Hatori jogged down the path to his cousins, laughing as he went. This morning, it felt good to be alive.

“Hello Hatori,” Aayame sang from Shigure’s arms as they danced, “How wonderful that you came to join us. Care for a dance?”

Shigure spun Aayame, who twirled himself towards Hatori in a blur of silver hair. Catching Aayame, Hatori picked up their insane waltz and off they went around and around the fountain while Shigure waltzed around on his own singing merrily.

The joyous dance continued until Aayame tripped on Hatori’s foot and went crashing to the ground in a giggling heap, Hatori following close behind. Shigure jumped atop the two tangled Sohmas’, not wanting to be left out.

From amongst the tangle, Hatori checked his watch, partly looking for cracks in the glass, partly trying to check the time.

“Time to go,” Hatori whispered a little sadly.

“Time to go, time to go,” sang Aayame and Shigure, untangling themselves and collecting their unconsciously discarded school bags.

Hatori locked the Sohma compound gate and the three boys headed towards the school.

“I’m so excited,” cried Shigure, slipping his hands into Aayame and Hatori’s, “another school year for the Mabudachi Trio.”

“Ahh, what fun we shall have,” sighed Aayame, grinning.

The trio began to laugh as they all broke into a jog and, hand in hand, jogged all the way to school.

Akito had recommended that the trio attend the local boys school, rightfully so in Hatori’s opinion, as Aayame alone had managed to ‘accidentally’ allow himself to be hugged by random girls on a total of seventeen different occasions last year. And that had just been walking down the street. Each and every time had been a narrow escape from complete and utter disaster, thanks to Hatori and Shigure’s quick thinking. Although not as bad as Aayame’s record, Shigure had managed to have himself transformed no less than five times, and it had been proven that it was much harder to hide a dog than a snake.

Naturally, upon Akito’s recommendation, Aayame and Shigure began to argue that they needed to learn to mix with the feminine populus and that it was important to attend a co-ed high school. Just as Akito had moved to forbid the two troublemakers access to the outside world, Hatori stepped in and diffused the situation completely by agreeing that an all boys school sounded fine and that he would be only too happy to attend said institute. Aayame had instantly agreed that an all boys school was a wonderful idea and if Hatori would be attending, he would follow, leaving Shigure standing there nodding happily.

And so it came to pass that the Mabudachi Trio were enrolled at an all boy’s facility near to the main Sohma compound.

Upon arriving, the Trio made their way to the orientation, collecting their various items, timetables and class assignments (each happy to find out that they were assigned to be in the same class) and headed off to begin their school year.

Unfortunately for the Trio, their assigned classroom seats meant that they had been split up, Hatori being assigned a seat relatively close to the middle of the classroom and Shigure and Aayame at either side of the back row. Many a note was passed and by lunch break, those middle men who passed the notes had become sick of passing and decided to quit much to the disappointment of Shigure and Aayame who had important plans to discuss for that afternoon.

When class was over for the day, an hour early being that it was, after all, the first day of the new school year, the Trio wandered off to the locker room, shoulder to shoulder. The afternoon held much promise and after collecting their various bits and pieces, putting on their shoes and making a call to Akito, the Trio headed for town on the pretence of eating out to celebrate the first day back at school.
Akito had not been happy about their decision, but had decided that it was fair enough and had given in after speaking at length to Hatori.

Once in town, the Trio grabbed a snack of ramen and headed for that part of town where a boy could fulfil his every whim and fantasy in one single hit. They headed for the red light district.

Being no strangers to the area, the boys found themselves being called by various persons from all over the area. Women hailed to them from balconies and street corners and men winked at them from doorways and cars. This, in the past year, had frequently become their playground.

Aayame giggled and clapped his hands as all the people called, Shigure followed suit and Hatori steered them silently towards a quaint looking double story building.

“Good afternoon, sirs, how may we be of assistance?” smiled the young woman at the counter.

“We’d appreciate a room, my lady,” Aayame schmoosed, slipping instantly into a more adult character.

“Just one for the three of you?” she asked blushing as Aayame placed a kiss on her hand.

“Please. It is our most sincere fantasy, will you oblige?” Aayame asked, pouting ever so slightly. Hatori stood behind Aayame, hands in his pockets, stoic look on his face. Beside him, Shigure hopped from foot to foot, hands clasped under his chin, excitement plastered all over his face.

“Of course, sirs,” giggled the woman, reaching for a large book containing photographs of the girls that were working that day. “Please make your selection and I will take you to her room.”

The Trio thanked her, sat down in the foyer and began pawing over the photos searching for the right girl.

One girl in particular took their fancy, her statistics sheet divulged that she loved group contact, was willing to try new and exciting things and that her name was Kaorin.

The Trio returned to the receptionist and asked if Kaorin was available.

“Yes, she’s free at the moment. It’s been quite a slow day for her today, actually, so I think you’ve made a good choice. She’ll be up for some fun,” again the girl blushed, reaching for the buzzer that would notify Kaorin of her impending business and the four of them headed toward Kaorin’s room.

“Now, before anything happens, you two have to be on your best behaviour.” whispered Hatori to his grinning comrades. “Chances are that someone will end up transforming in there so the next man has to be ready to cover if that happens. If worst comes to worst and we all transform, we have to be ready to launch the memory erase plan, okay?”

“Don’t worry Tori-san, we will behave,” giggled Shigure.

Hatori turned to Aayame. “Aaya, you too.”

“Yes sir Hatori-san,” Aayame’s eyes glimmered with excitement.

The receptionist knocked three times before wishing them a good time and walking back to her station.

Moments later, the door creaked open and a small, shy-looking girl popped her head out. “Good afternoon, my name is Kaorin, please come in,” the girl offered a small smile before returning to her room.

The Trio followed Kaorin into her room, noticing, first, that she was dressed as a high school girl (Shigure was instantly aroused), and secondly that she had decorated the room to look exactly like a high school girls room would look, bar from the double bed that stood against the centre of the back wall.

Just inside the doorway, there was a bookshelf, stacked with books about science and anatomy, on the opposite wall, half hidden by the open door was a desk with a study lamp and an open notebook. Beside the notebook lay a textbook, open to a page about clinical drugs and their uses in their medical field. Above the desk was a window with the heavy curtains drawn so as to hide the occupants from the street outside.

The bed that sat against the back wall looked wonderfully soft and was covered in a thick deep red doona cover and what appeared to be half a million pillows.

“Welcome to my home. What is it that you wish to do this afternoon?” Kaorin asked, running a finger down the buttons between her breasts, all traces of shyness disappearing from her face.

Trembling, Shigure reached out and took her hand, “Miss Kaorin,”

“Oh, call me Kaori,” she interjected.

“Ok, Kaori, first, we would like to ask you if you’d like to participate in a cup of tea with us.”

Kaorin’s eyes betrayed her complete and utter shock at the suggestion, “Tea?”

“Yes,” Aayame swept in, holding a packet of teabags up for her inspection. “We like to feel comfortable with our prospective friends and lovers and therefore, we must always begin an interlude, with tea.”

Aayame finished in a sweeping bow, Shigure hopped from foot to foot, hands clasped under his chin, grinning and Hatori took a seat and began flicking through the text book, being sure not to loose the page Kaorin had left the book open at.

“Uh, ok, sure, why not…”Kaorin said, uncertainty in her voice, but moving towards her kettle anyway.

After about half an hour of tea and idol chit-chat, the four were chatting like old friends. Kaorin had revealed that she was studying to be a doctor and was interested to find out that Hatori had been considering medicine as a career (as were Aayame and Shigure, because up until now, neither of them had been informed of Hatori’s ponderings in regard to his career choice). She convinced Hatori that medicine was an interesting field and that she was sure he would enjoy studying it as much as she was.

“Perhaps we could open a clinic together someday,” she laughed. “Although, if you’re as young as you say you are, then it won’t be for a long time!”

“No, it won’t, but thank you for your advice Kaori-chan,” Hatori giggled, placing his now empty tea cup on the table next to the text book.

“Well, I guess everyone’s finished their tea,” Kaorin said, gathering the empty tea cups, “how about we get down to business, huh?” She said, turning to Shigure and winking.

Shigure giggled impishly, and got up from his seat so he could resume hopping as Kaorin reached up to undo the buttons of her school shirt.

“Allow me,” said Aayame, floating towards the girl and taking over, unbuttoning her shirt with practised ease.

The girl moaned when Aayame passed a finger gently over her nipples, making them contract and poke out from within her bra, before reaching around to unclasp her skirt and slip it from her slender figure, that done, he leaded down and kissed her softly before retreating to Shigure and allowing Hatori to take his place with Kaorin.

“Kaorin, before we begin, I have something to ask of you that you may find a little strange,” Hatori said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind the girl’s ear.

“What might that be?” she asked, looking deep into his eyes.
“While we’re making love, please, don’t embrace us,” Hatori said.

“Sure, no problem,” Kaorin smiled, deliberately not asking questions, “and believe me, that’s not the strangest thing I’ve ever been asked. It actually kinda makes sense, somehow.”

“Thank you,” Hatori smiled, leaning down to kiss her while his fingers moved to unclasp her bra.

Hatori let the piece of material fall to the floor and began fondling Kaorin’s breasts. The warm mounds of flesh felt good in his hands, and he felt his body react. He deepened his kisses, allowing one hand to slip down Kaorin’s belly and under the waistband of her lacy panties.

Slowly and with practiced care, Hatori slipped his fingers into the silky folds of her sex, feeling more aroused by her wetness.

Kaorin moaned into his mouth as Hatori slid his fingers in to her, caressing her inner walls, pressing herself against him as his fingers slid out of her and over her clitoris, making her gasp.

Hatori pulled back from the kiss, noticing the pink blush spreading across the girl’s cheeks. Smiling, he knelt and took the waistband of her panties in his teeth and proceeded to undress her, her scent filling his senses, hardening his erection.

Having stripped the girl of her clothes completely, Hatori then moved his tongue between her folds, paying special attention to her clitoris as he began to undress himself.

Meanwhile, Aayame and Shigure were occupying themselves until it was their turn to play with Kaorin.

Shigure had ceased his hopping and given in to Aayame’s kisses. Before he knew it, Aayame had both of them stripped bare and had taken Shigure’s erection in his mouth.

“Mmm, Aaya, you do this so well,” Shigure groaned, fighting the urge to thrust into his cousin’s mouth.

“Mmhannoo” Aayame mumbled around Shigure’s cock, grinning inwardly as his cousin gasped loudly at the added sensation.

Suddenly Aayame pulled away from Shigure, much to Shigure’s disappointment. “I don’t want you to waste that all in one go, my love,” he whispered to Shigure, who had tears streaming down his face and was repeatedly mumbling ‘not fair, not fair, not fair.’ “Come now, my love, let’s do something more exciting,” Aayame led Shigure to the rug, noticing that Hatori and Kaorin had already taken up occupancy on the bed and were hard at it.

Aayame then kneeled on the rug, leaning forward and exposing his entrance for Shigure. Shigure hopped over to his waiting love, grabbing a tube of lubricant from his previously discarded pants as he went, and dropped to his knees behind Aayame, coating his fingers in lube.

“Happy, happy Aayame, happy, happy Shigure,” he sang absent-mindedly as he began probing one of his fingers into Aayame’s entrance, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

When he felt Aayame was sufficiently prepared, he poised his erection at Aayame’s entrance and pressed himself into his lover, groaning loudly at the familiar feel of his lover’s passage.

Aayame began to thrust back on Shigure as he entered him, a groan of his own escaping his lips. Interesting noises coming from the bed caused the pair to look up as they set a pace, Aayame shifting so he could watch Hatori as he thrust into Kaorin from behind.

Shigure bent over Aayame’s back, placing kisses on his shoulders, “Our turn soon,” he said and giggled. He then slid his hand down Aayame’s side to grasp his lovers weeping cock. Aayame gasped at the increased sensation and before long both boys came, collapsing in a heap on the rug, catching their breath while watching as Kaorin finished Hatori.

The pair had shifted position so that Hatori was lying on his back and Kaorin sat atop him, back to his face so the both of them could watch Aayame and Shigure. Hatori clasped her hips, thrusting harder into the girl. She cried out as she came and moments later, Hatori followed suit, thrusting hard into the girl, smiling at Aayame and Shigure as they sat on the floor, watching.

The spectacle before them, had already begun to renew their erections, Hatori looked decidedly happy and Kaorin was panting.

“Nice work just now, I’ve never had a couple of guys fuck in front of me before,” she said to the pair sitting side by side on the rug, “let alone cousins fucking. That’s quite a turn on.”

“We try,” Shigure said with a giggle and a wink.

When the group had all come back to earth, Aayame joined Kaorin and Hatori on the bed.

“Now, lady Kaori, please prepare yourself for the most spectacular sex you have ever had in your life,” said Aayame with a flourish, “for not only will you be making love with just one of us, but all three of us at the same time.”

“Interesting,” Kaorin said.

Not surprisingly it didn’t take them long to become aroused again. Hatori put it down to the fact that they were all horny little school boys with way too much free time, way to much money at their disposal and with the looks that each of them were blessed with, it was just too easy to get the girls going.

Hatori knew that this would be the test. So far, this session had gone without incident, however, what they were about to attempt was something that would, no doubt, have some interesting effects.

Aayame lay Kaorin back on the bed, kneeling between her thighs. Now came the hard part.

“This technique has had some interesting side effects in the past.” Aayame began. “Occasionally we have found that the women we are with have hallucinations from the absolute pleasure. Don’t worry though, we promise you a great time!”

“Ok, sound’s like fun. I guess I’ll give it a go,” Kaorin giggled.

“Great!” cried Shigure, joining the others on the bed.

No words were spoken as Kaorin watched as Aayame was prepared by Hatori, who was prepared by Shigure. When the Trio were joined as one, Aayame positioned himself and they entered her as one, all of them moaning before they began to set a pace.

Kaorin closed her eyes and began to writhe in pleasure as they continued, unfortunately, as had happened in the past, she reached up, forgetting Hatori’s request, and embraced Aayame, who immediately turned into a snake. Frowning at the loss of sensation and weight against her body, Kaorin opened her eyes to find Hatori thrusting into her.

She mumbled something under her breath, but was soon taken to a new height in passion as Hatori and Shigure began to thrust. Aayame, meanwhile, slithered off the bed to await his transformation, hoping to god that Hatori could hold off the inevitable embrace longer than what he had managed.

Unfortunately, Kaorin embraced Hatori not long after their position change and Hatori fell to the bed in a wriggling little heap that was his dragon form. With practised care, Shigure picked Dragon-Hatori up and tossed him onto a pillow that had fallen beside the bed during previous activities.

“Please, Tori-san, don’t be mad at me for throwing you,” Shigure thought to himself as he replaced Hatori inside Kaorin. The girl writhed against him, and he locked his fingers with hers, partly to hold her down and escape the embrace, and partly to simply buy the others time to transform back.

Suddenly, with a solid popping sound, Aayame transformed back into being, hopping up on the bed next to Shigure.
“Thanks Gure-san,” he said and Shigure instinctively let go of Kaorin’s hands to flash his cousin the thumbs up sign.

Suddenly, with a double popping sound, Shigure was replaced with a dog, who sprang off the bed seconds before Kaorin opened her eyes again, and Hatori popped back into being.

Aayame replaced Shigure, lovingly brushing a hand over Kaorin’s forehead. “Oh this is so good,” he moaned, grinning as Hatori entered him, slipping his hands around Aayame’s waist to hold Kaorin’s wandering hands. She’d finish soon and the risk of being caught with one or more of them in zodiac form could prove disastrous and Hatori really didn’t want to have to erase the poor girl’s memory.

Kaorin came three times before Shigure finally transformed back and re-entered himself in Hatori. “Sorry Tori-san, I hope you’re not angry at me for throwing you before,” he whispered under his breath as Kaorin moaned loudly.

Finally, Aayame came, clamping down on Hatori, who it turn came and clamped down on Shigure who came as well.

“That, was some seriously interesting stuff.” Kaorin panted as she lay on the bed.

Aayame giggled hopping off the bed and assuming a position on the rug he and Shigure had previously occupied, “Why do you say that, my dear Kaori?”

“Because I could have sworn that you all changed positions and that there were noises and… ohhh that was great sex,” she finished giggling.

Hatori smiled, “Well, I guess you could say that it was so good you were seeing things right!”

“That’s for sure,” she replied, watching Shigure as he followed Aayame’s lead and took up residence on the floor next to his cousin.

“In fact, I’m so pleased about it, I’d like to thank you for that mind blowing experience,” Kaorin said and climbed slowly off the bed. “I’ve never actually been so aroused that I’ve hallucinated before,” she crawled towards Aayame taking his semi-limp cock in her mouth and reached out to tease Shigure into full arousal.

Hatori had a brilliant view of Kaorin’s ass as her head bobbed up and down in Aayame’s lap.

Shigure lifted Kaorin’s hand from his cock and moved behind her, inserting his fingers into her wet pussy. The warm scent of her drove his senses wild and he couldn’t help but touch himself as he moved in to lick at her juices.

Unfortunately, Kaorin shifted, placing her hands either side of Aayame’s waist and accidentally embraced him. Aayame popped out of existence only to be replaced by a snake, writhing in pleasure.

“Oh my GOD!” Screamed Kaorin, shifting her weight backwards and promptly collecting Shigure, who also popped out of existence, only to be replaced by a rather sheepish looking dog.

Kaorin screamed out, rushing for Hatori who began shuffling backwards on the bed, frantically attempting to get away from the charging girl.

“DON’T…” he cried, too late to prevent the girl hurling herself at him.

~*POP*~

And Hatori, too, was gone, replaced by his Zodiac form.

“Holy shit!” cried Kaorin in a high pitched squeal that made Shigure howl out of doggy instinct.

“Oh no! What’s going on?” with tears forming in her eyes, Kaorin began a mad dash for the door of her little room and, fortunately, was blocked by Dog-Shigure, who had little choice but to growl at her in an attempt to get her to drop the thought of running into the hall and delivering the Sohma secret to the world.

Aayame slithered over and coiled himself around Kaorin’s leg in an attempt to comfort her, but the girl screamed in complete and utter fear and kicked him across the room.

Dragon-Hatori watched, helpless as Snake-Aayame flew overhead and slammed into the opposite wall with a sickening splat.

Snake-Aayame slid down the wall and lay still on the remaining pillows atop the bed. Dragon-Hatori flopped around on the bed, attempting to hasten his transformation, with no luck. Suddenly, a popping noise broke the screaming and Shigure popped back into existence.

“Thank God!” thought Hatori. It was all up to Shigure until he could transform back, grab Aayame, erase Kaorin’s memory and get the hell out.

“Kaorin, calm down, we can explain…” began Shigure but he was interrupted with another scream from Kaorin.

“For Christ sake,” thought Hatori, “anyone would think she’s being murdered. There’s gonna be people all over the building, and from across town judging by those lugs, barge in to check on us.”

Suddenly the screaming stopped. Shigure, in true Shigure style, had apparently managed to find some leeks just lying around and had stuffed them into Kaorin’s mouth.

Suddenly, and just in time, as Kaorin was reaching for the leeks, Hatori transformed back and was able to grab Snake-Aayame’s bruised and bloodied form and shove both him and the very naked Shigure out the door, kicking their clothes after them. Before Kaorin could do anything, Hatori had covered her eyes with his hand and had begun erasing her memory.

He was careful to erase only enough so that she would still remember the first part of their encounter but only vaguely.

When Hatori was done with the memory erasing, he laid the unconscious Kaorin on the bed and got dressed. He then wrote a note thanking her for her time and services and wishing her best of luck for her course. He signed the note with all three of their names, post scripted that she’d fallen asleep after their session and they didn’t want to wake her, slipped twice as much money as they needed to under her pillow and left.

On their way out of the district, all the women called out once again bout how much they enjoyed having tea with the boys and couldn’t wait till the next time. The men all winked and beckoned them to make a return visit soon, as they promised a great time.

“Occasionally, I would appreciate it if the women didn’t make us transform during sex,” sighed Shigure. “I mean, it sound’s like we come here to drink tea with everyone.”

“Well, that’s mostly all they can remember Gure-san,” Hatori smiled a little, slipping his hand into Shigure’s. Shigure’s stomach grumbled loudly.

“I guess I’m hungry,” he laughed. “What time is it anyway?”

Hatori checked his watch, “It’s a quarter past seven.”

A sudden popping made the pair stop and Aayame re-appeared, naked as the day he was born and looking as though he’d just stepped out of a war zone.

“My, my, doesn’t time fly when you’re having fun,” said Aayame, a little less enthusiastic than he had been earlier in the day.

“I guess you could say that…” said Hatori.

“Yeah,” agreed Shigure.

“All things considered,” began Hatori “I guess I feel kinda tired of that place.”

“Like we’ve been there and done that and now it’s time to move on,” agreed Shigure.

“Now that you mention it, I must admit, I too, have grown rather tired of that place. I have a much better time when it’s just the three of us,” Aayame admitted, looking at the pavement in front of him. “Especially seeing that it’s only the men that remember our sexcapades and the women only want us for our socialising skills.”

“Quite,” agreed Hatori and Shigure in unison.

“And so ends another chapter of the Mabudachi Trio’s life,” said Shigure a little sadly, “What shall we have for dinner?”

“My vote is for Gyouza,” cried Aayame, brightening at the prospect of food.

“I’m up for Teppanyaki!” exclaimed Shigure.

“Now, that would be nice,” agreed Hatori.

“Great, I know this lovely little place quite close to home,” Aayame said skipping off ahead of his cousins, a smile plastered to his face.

“Isn’t it just like Aaya-san to agree with whatever you say, Tori-san!” Shigure said in wonderment.

Suddenly, from around the corner, a group of girls came barrelling round the corner barging straight into Aayame.

~*POP*~

The group kept running. “Sorry kid,” they called over their shoulders without looking back.

Hatori and Shigure, who had only just managed to move out of the way of impending hugging, ran to where Aayame lay squashed into his pile of clothes.

“Today just isn’t my day, is it?” sobbed Snake-Aayame, bandages appearing on his wounds.

“Apparently not,” said Hatori scooping the poor snake off the ground.

Shigure and Hatori burst out laughing at the unfortunate condition of their friend.

“It’s not funny guys,” hissed Snake-Aayame. “Besides, it hurts when I laugh!”

With another burst of laughter, the Trio, Snake-Aayame cradled comfortably in Hatori’s arms, headed towards Aayame’s Teppanyaki restaurant.