Written by: Miyu, Vampire Princess

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
In answer to a little dare by Koishii, I have come up with perhaps the strangest lemon yet. It's graduation night, there's a dance at the school, and Shigure has gone missing. 'Nuff said. =P Warnings for lemon content and possible OOC-ness.

The sun had already set and the cool breeze wafting through the schoolyard indicated that it was well past 8PM. While the schoolyard had been filled with children and their parents and families earlier that day, it was quiet now. Graduation at Kaiwaia High was over. Over 200 students received their diplomas today. Many planned on going to college in the coming months.

But first, they needed to celebrate!

With their families gone, the students piled back into the school. The gymnasium had been decorated with streamers and balloons. Loud music echoed off the walls and poured into the otherwise silent hallways. Students chatted and laughed amongst themselves as the chaperones kept a watchful eye over them.

One in particular took a special interest in the high school girls.

Shigure Sohma was glad he had volunteered to chaperone the party. His younger cousins, Yuki and Kyo, had been leery of his motives, but he promised that it was out of the goodness of his heart and not from his pants. It was a fetish, he knew, and one that he thoroughly enjoyed, but he wasn't stupid enough to pull anything in public. His younger cousins took some comfort in that thought.

He leaned against a wall, watching as a group of girls walked by. One of them looked up and smiled at him, blushing prettily. He smiled back, but it was hidden behind his punch cup. She was the second one to smile at him so and the tenth punch cup he'd gone through since the party started.

Hatori Sohma had been dragged into this party against his better judgment, or rather, against Shigure's. He wasn't a babysitter, but he showed some concern for his cousin's actions tonight. While he wanted Tohru, Yuki, Kyo and their friends to enjoy their graduation night, he also wanted to make sure Shigure didn't act the fool, which he more than often did around pretty, young girls.

Keeping Shigure within his peripheral vision, Hatori grabbed another cup of punch from the table and searched for his cousins. They were standing with Tohru and two other girls he recognized as Tohru's friends, Uotani Arisa and Hanajima Saki. They were talking, smiling and laughing happily. Even Yuki, who had changed so much since he left the Honke. Part of that was simple maturity. The rest was due to the girl standing beside him.

Tohru Honda.

So much had changed since Tohru came to live with his cousins three years ago. Kyo had mellowed a little. He wasn't quick to nap as he was before. Yuki had made the most drastic change. And Shigure....

Wait a minute, where had the inu gone?

He was just in Hatori's vision, until a group of girl's passed by. Did one of them look at him? Oh Kami, this was bad. He chugged down his punch, placing the cup in a receptacle nearby and headed over to alert his cousins. It just wouldn't due if one of their classmates succumbed to Shigure tonight of all nights.

"And then when he stepped away from the podium...his robe caught under his shoe and he nearly tripped!"

"I can't believe the principal would be that clumsy, Yuki-kun."

"I'd believe it," Kyo said with a smirk. "He never did have it all together."

"Yeah, he let you come to this school," Uo replied with a smirk of her own.

"You trying to start a fight?"

"You looking for one?"

"Ano...."

"Leave them alone, Tohru-kun," Hanajima spoke up. "We wouldn't want you getting hurt if they took to fist fighting."

"Like that would happen," both Kyo and Uo shouted at the same time.

Hatori coughed as he approached, hoping he could be heard over the music. "I'm sorry to interrupt...."

"Ah! Hatori-san," Tohru said with a smile.

"Are you enjoying the party as well?" Hanajima asked.

"I was," he muttered, earning him several strange glances. "Actually I've come to inform you about Shigure."

"What about him?" Kyo asked.

"Yeah, the writer was standing right...over...there...." Her voice trailed off as she realized that he was no longer standing where she had last seen him.

"He's not there," Yuki said in surprise.

"But he was just there," Uo said again, searching the room.

"He seems to have disappeared," Hatori stated.

Yuki, Kyo and Tohru looked at each other in horror. "We'd better look for him," they said in unison.

"Perhaps if we split up, we can cover more of the school," Hanajima suggested.

"What a wonderful idea, Hana-chan," Tohru said happily.

"Fine, Yuki and Tohru can check the center section of the school. Kyo and Uotani can check the west wing of the building, while Hanajima and I check out the east wing," Hatori said astutely. He raised a hand when he noticed Kyo and Uo about to object. "We'll cover a lot more ground this way. Put your petty argument aside just this once."

"Okay." "Fine with me."

"Then we shouldn't waste time," Tohru said, worry lining her pleasant features. "Let's go Yuki-kun."

"Hai."

"Let's get this over with," Uotani said, grabbing Kyo by the back of collar and dragging him away.

"Hey!"

"Shall we go," Hanajima asked as the others took off.

Hatori nodded. He hoped that they could find Shigure before he did anything stupid.

ROUGHLY FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER....

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Yuki-kun?"

"I think we'll be quite safe, Honda-san. Everyone's in the gymnasium enjoying the dance."

"And no one will look for us later."

"Are you afraid of the dark, Honda-san?"

Tohru sighed, her grip on Yuki's arm loosening as they paused in the middle of the hallway. "Not really, so long as you're near by."

"Good," Yuki replied. Although his smile was discernable in the darkness around them, he couldn't help but feel a bit of his ego enflame at her comment. She always made him feel good about himself. "Why don't we check the auditorium?"

"O-okay."

Together they walked over to the auditorium doors. Yuki was both relieved and tense having Tohru so close. She had been so afraid when they checked the principal's office and found nothing. Since there were no windows it was rather dark. They turned on a few lights as they went through, remembering to turn them off before they moved on.

This was one of the last places they had to look. Almost everything else had been locked up tight. Security probably did so thinking that students might snoop around the school during the party. But other than themselves, there was no one else about.

As the opened the doors, Yuki said, "I think the light switch is on your side, Honda-san."

"Hai." Her fingers fumbled in the darkness for the wall. Once she found the wall it was easy to find the light switches, she flipped two of them, illuminating the grand auditorium in a pale swatch of light.

"He's not in here," Yuki said with a sigh.

"I'm sure he's here somewhere, Yuki-kun," Tohru said, placing a hand on his shoulder in a gesture of comfort.

Yuki nodded, taking her hand in one of his own, caressing the back of her hand as he started thinking of other places to look. Unless they started looking in the areas where the others had gone, they were finished. Perhaps they should just return to the party. He had yet to dance with Tohru and he wasn't going to leave tonight until he did.

"Ano...Yuki-kun?"

"Hai?"

"Y-you can let go of my hand now."

Surprised he looked down to where he was holding Tohru's hand. He apologized quickly, but didn't let go. "Why don't we sit down in here, Honda-san? Maybe if we stay still, Shigure will show up." It was reaching, but he wasn't ready to give up his time alone with her just yet.

She agreed, allowing him to pull her further into the auditorium. She smiled at him as she walked a few steps behind. She was happy to be alone with him. It made her heart soar with joy. Although she was worried about Shigure wondering the school by himself, she was glad for a few moments alone with the prince of Kaiwaia High.

She blushed as other thoughts came to mind. Her face turned redder still when Yuki paused in mid-step and looked back at her. Had he asked her a question? She was positive she'd heard his voice, but it was barely discernable over the pounding of her heart in her ears.

Yuki turned and saw her blush. What was she thinking, he wondered, that would make her blush like that. She's so beautiful when she blushes. She's beautiful when she doesn't blush. Impure thoughts entered his own mind and he felt his own cheeks flaring with heat.

The one thought that stood out was an image of him kissing her. It wasn't unpleasant, and he was certain she wouldn't object too greatly. Perhaps...if he just stepped a little closer...and leaned down a little...just maybe....

Their lips met in a tender, brushing kiss. It was calm and a bit unnerving at first. The kiss quickly turned to something more as both participants began to relax, sharing their emotion with each other. Tohru's hands brushed Yuki's cheeks before resting on his chest. They had to keep a certain amount of distance between them. The kiss felt so wonderful. She didn't want him to transform. She didn't want it to end.

Yuki's hands grasped on to her waist, slowly sliding down to her hips. He moved his lower body closer, trying to maintain a safe distance between their upper halves. He loved the feel of her under his fingers, the feel of her lips pressed against his. He wondered briefly what her bare skin would feel like under his touch, his kiss....

The kiss broke, both teenagers gasping for air. Yuki was the first to recover.

"Gomen...I didn't mean to...."

"Iie. I'm glad Yuki-kun kissed me," Tohru admitted with another becoming blush. "Actually I'd like for him to do it again."

Without preamble he kissed her again, sweeping his lips across her and licking her bottom lip with the tip of his tongue. She gasped in pleasure and surprise, whimpering when he pulled away.

"Honda-san...Tohru...there's something else...I'd like to do," Yuki admitted with his own modest blush. He pushed his hips into hers again, the evidence of his desire plainly obvious. She gasped when she felt him, but instead of pulling away, pushed her hips into his.

Yuki groaned in response, resting his forehead against hers.

"Is that an `ok'?"

"Hai...." She sighed, biting her lower lip in worry. "Ano...what if someone should catch us, Yuki-kun?"

He nuzzled his nose into her neck, his lips lightly grazing the skin of her shoulder. "We'll tell them there was something in the punch. We've both had plenty and it's logical enough."

She smiled, suppressing a giggle as his lips trailed kisses up her neckline to her earlobe. She sighed, feeling his breath tickling her ear. "All right."

"We can stop whenever you want to, Tohru." His body argued that point, but in his mind he knew it was only right. And did he just call her by her first name? "I don't want to frighten or hurt you."

"I don't believe you could ever do either, Yuki," she said with a smile.

At that they leaned inward and their lips pressed together. The kiss was gentle at first, building to a passionate crescendo as Yuki backed Tohru into the nearest wall. She hit it with a dull thud, paying little attention to it as her focus was on Yuki and their kiss.

Their hands, moving slowly at first, began divesting them of their clothing. Tohru stripped Yuki of his shirt first, taking a moment to feel the smooth skin of his chest and shoulders. His heart beat rapidly under her fingertips, nearly in time to her own erratic heart beat.

Tohru's blouse was next. Yuki fumbled with the button until he became too impatient. He gripped the edges, tempted to rip the garment off of her. Instead he grasped the bottom seem and pulled it over her head. He savored the touch of his knuckles on her bare skin as his eyes took in every delicious inch of her half-covered breasts.

Since the zipper stuck, Tohru discarded her skirt. At the same time, Yuki worked on his pants. He pulled them down with his underwear, standing gloriously naked in the dim light of the auditorium. As he tossed them aside, he saw Tohru remove her own panties. Only her bra remained.

Yuki told Tohru to turn around and she did so without question. He pushed her closer to the wall, his hands working the clasp of her bra. It snapped open quite easily. Tohru sighed as the material slipped from her shoulders to the ground at her feet. It was quickly replaced with the feel of Yuki's hands as he placed tiny kisses to the nape of her neck.

"Yuki, AH!"

He pinched a nipple between his fingers, massaging and kneading the soft mound in his hand. His other hand slipped downward, lightly caressing the skin of her belly until it found her nest of curls. He toiled there a moment, before parting her thighs a little wider and slipping his fingers into her wet center.

Tohru moaned aloud, tossing her head back to rest in the curve of Yuki's neck and shoulder. He placed lingering wet kisses to her neck, his hands continuing to work their magic on her body. She could feel herself grow warm, a bright light calling out to her. When she felt one of Yuki's fingers slip inside her she cried out again, pushing her hips back into him. His thumb brushed her clit

and she felt herself explode.

As she felt herself coming back to earth, she felt both of Yuki's hands on her hips. She spread her legs wider, felt the tip of his hardened length pierce the space and slide along her wet folds. She moaned, pushing her hips back again, silently asking for something she didn't know. But Yuki seemed to know as he lifted her slightly, making her grasp onto the wall for support as he slipped his cock inside of her. She bit her lower lip as pain took over, then screamed as he broke through her virginity.

They remained still for a moment, Yuki muttering low apologies and soothing words. Tears escaped Tohru's eyes, her body beginning to relax. With a sigh her body opened, allowing him to slip deeper. They both moaned.

Yuki took this as a good sign and began thrusting into her. Slowly at first he built the tempo with his raging heartbeat. In a matter of minutes he was pushing quickly into her, both of them grunting with each thrust. He could feel himself approaching release, his body tingling as Tohru's body began to clutch at his engorged cock inside her. Two more thrusts and Tohru came, screaming his name.

One last thrust and he was spent, his seed pouring into her welcoming body.

He slid out of her, turning her around before pulling her down to sit on the floor on his lap. They gasped for air, their breathing trying to calm and their bodies cooled.

"That was...amazing," they said in unison. Tohru blushed and Yuki chuckled.

"That's not how I imagined our first time," he told Tohru, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "But it was still great."

"Me either," Tohru admitted, much to Yuki's surprise. "But I wouldn't trade it for anything. Actually...." Tohru leaned forward, placing a lingering kiss on Yuki's lips. "I'd like to try it again, if you don't mind, Yuki."

Cracking a smile, he grasped her hips, pulling her closer so that she could feel his arousal growing. She gasped at the feeling.

"I don't mind at all, Tohru."

AND TEN MINUTES AFTER THAT....

"Are they--?"

"I would think so."

"I'm shocked."

"So am I."

Hatori couldn't believe what he was seeing. He and Hanajima had just finished checking the classrooms in the northern section of the east wing. Since there were gates in place, the only way to get to the lower section was through the auditorium. They'd entered through the stage and were just pulling back the curtain when they heard someone cry out.

And saw Tohru and Yuki in one of the theatre seats screwing each other senseless.

`And I thought that Shigure...oh kami, I need some fresh air.'

"Let's give them some privacy, shall we?" Hanajima said, turning to leave.

"Aa," Hatori said, shaking his head.

They managed to get past one of the gates, walking into the lower section of the east wing. They took to searching those classrooms that were unlocked next. Hatori took one side of the hallway while Hanajima searched the other. Most of the doors were locked, and those that weren't provided no fruitful output.

"This is going no where," Hatori muttered. He entered the last classroom in the hallway. When it proved fruitless, he sat himself in the chair at the teacher's desk, drained and annoyed that they hadn't found Shigure.

His thoughts returned to Yuki and Tohru in the auditorium. What had possessed the two of them to go at it in such a public place? He shouldn't have been surprised but he couldn't help it. Besides, it took some of his own embarrassment away. Much to his own shame, he had enjoyed watching the two of them fuck each other.

Just as he was enjoying the thought of it now.

A noise from the doorway caused him to swear under his breath. When he looked up, Hanajima stood there, her gaze as unwavering as ever. Had she seen his growing erection? It was impossible in the darkness, but she had a knack for the unusual.

"No luck on your side?" He made his statement a question.

"Iie. No sign of him." She stepped closer, closing the door behind her.

"Perhaps we should return to the party," Hatori suggested. "Shigure may have already reappeared."

"I believe Shigure can take care of himself," Hanajima replied, stepping even closer. Hatori looked up at her through hooded eyes. "It appears that you are the one in need of some care, Hatori-san."

His eyes widened as her gaze dropped just slightly to his lap. He could feel his cheeks flood with heat. "I think you're seeing things, Hanajima-san." He stuttered, his erection growing at her knowledge of its existence.

"Perhaps," she replied coolly, standing above him now. Her nearness sent shock waves through his system and he felt himself grow impossibly harder. He quickly pictured Yuki and Tohru and wondered if Hanajima would look as good sitting on his lap, taking in every last of him into her tight center, moaning his name in pleasure....

"Hanajima...we shouldn't...."

"Shouldn't we," she asked politely. "Just as Yuki and Tohru shouldn't?"

"We're-"

"Different. Yes, we're quite different from them. But it was so much fun to watch them, was it not?"

"Yes," he replied in a low growl. His body was aching now, his cock straining for attention. But he had to stop this. He had to. With the last of his conscious thought, his hands clasped the armrests of the chair and he made to stand up. "But still...what will we do if we're caught?"

"Blame it on the punch, I suppose. It would probably make a logical explanation. Please stay seated," she told him, much to his surprise. "Let me."

She kneeled in front of him, her eyes conveying an emotion he couldn't quite recognize. Was that want? Lust?

It mattered little as she unzipped his pants, pulling out his turgid penis with eager hands. She fisted him, moving her hands up and down on his length. He tossed his head back, awed and completely in the throws of pleasure. This shouldn't be happening, he thought briefly, but there was no way in hell he was going to stop it.

Perhaps he wasn't so different from Shigure after all.

He gasped when he felt her tongue lick the head of his cock and moaned loudly when she took him into her mouth. She worked him in inch by inch, driving him insane with want. His cock was throbbing even harder now. He could feel himself on the brink of release, but he didn't want to come in her mouth.

As if reading his mind, she relinquished his throbbing penis and stood before him. She unbuttoned her blouse, allowing the fabric to slide down her arms to the floor. Her bra was next, peeled away to reveal smooth creamy mounds of flesh. Her skirt went next, falling easily to ankles. She stepped out of it, tossing it aside with her foot. Her underwear followed until she was standing naked before him.

Hatori wasn't sure what to say. His body, though, knew just what to do. He stood, shucking his jacket and pulling his shirt over his head. His pants fell to his ankles as he stood so he stepped out of them and kicked them aside. With one large step he was standing before Hanajima, his lips sweeping over her, his hands on her hips. She moved to wrap her arms around his shoulder, but he stopped her, placing her hands on his chest instead.

She didn't argue with this change in strategy, nor did she argue when he lifted her and carried her over to the empty desk. Sitting her down, he relinquished her lips and allowed them to trail downward. Her hands fisted in his hair, pulling him closer when he started to suck on her breasts, her hips pushing themselves into his hand as his fingers tasted her wet depths.

Her breathing quickened and she heard herself moan in delight as one of his fingers curled inside of her. She wanted something else between her legs, but she wasn't quite sure how to convey that to him without pulling him to her or telling him straightforward. Thankfully she didn't have to do either.

Clutching her hips tightly, her legs wrapping around his hips, he thrust into her heat. He paused, cursing under his breath again as he realized he'd just taken something very precious. He was surprised when he felt a gentle hand on his cheek. He looked at her, really looked at her, and saw her smile.

"The pain will recede," she told him. "You may continue."

Surprised, he set a tentative rhythm before moving at a swifter pace. Her core was tight and sizzling. Pure pleasure. As he pounded into her ferociously she leaned back on the desk, supporting her weight with her arms as she tried to thrust her hips off the desk to meet with his. Hatori groaned as she matched him thrust for thrust, forcing him to push harder and deeper.

He was slightly embarrassed when he came first, unable to hold back any longer. Thankfully she came soon after. One final thrust had her crying out in pleasure as her orgasm hit her. He watched her as she came, enthralled by the chain of emotions that crossed her face, her hair a dark curtain around her and her eyes closed in ecstasy.

"Are you...all right?" he asked when their breathing had slowed and their bodies cooled.

"I'm fine." Her voice was a bit uncertain, but Hatori knew she was telling the truth.

"Hanajima, I...." Hatori wanted to apologize for his lack of control, but he was silenced by a finger across his lips.

"I would like to do that again," she told him, a light tint hinted at in her glowing cheeks. "But...this time, I'd like to try another position. If you don't mind of course."

Hatori was totally speechless. Once again his mind was at a loss while his body took control. He smiled at her, slipping from her and helping her down from the desk.

"If the lady wishes," he replied, surprising himself. "Maybe if you stood over by the blackboard with your back to me...."

YET ANOTHER FIVE MINUTES LATER....

"Maybe they went down this way."

"We've already checked that hallway."

"Well let's check it again."

"You trying to start a fight, Yankee?"

"Like you'd win."

Kyo clenched a fist at his side, but let the last comment slide, turning the corner to follow Uo down the next dark corridor. The school was completely dark tonight. It was difficult to see anything.

Well, it was probably difficult for Uo to see anything. Kyo's eyes could see perfectly fine in the dark hallway.

She paused, allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness before rounding the next corner. "I don't think he went this way."

"Where the hell could he have gone?" Kyo muttered, leaning against a nearby locker. He crossed his arms over his chest, bowed his head and closed his eyes.

"Why is everyone so concerned anyway?"

Kyo looked up, surprised. "You don't know?"

Uo shrugged, leaning against the row of lockers opposite Kyo. "If I knew I wouldn't have asked."

Kyo sighed, shaking his head. "Shigure has this really sick high school girl fetish." He snickered. "He's probably already lured some poor, unsuspecting girl into an empty bathroom or something."

"Oh," was all Uo could say. She should've been thinking of Shigure but instead she found herself eyeing Kyo through the darkness of the hallway. He looked pretty good in a pair of black Dockers and a green button-down shirt. Leaning against the lockers gave him an air of roguishness. She suddenly had an urge to be closer to him, to touch him.

Kyo watched Uo from under his bangs. She'd been eyeing him closely, although he knew not why. The way she was looking at him really...turned him on. Shit, where did that come from, he thought to himself, trying not to blush. Not that she could see it anyway.

Why was he having such a reaction to her gaze? They were friends, if one used the term loosely. They fought all the time and hung out together regularly.

But not alone, something in the back of his mind whispered.

And they were quite alone right now.

Kyo licked his lip, standing, "Maybe we should head down the next hallway. If we don't run into Shigure, maybe we'll find the others."

Uo started. "Uh, sure."

She wasn't sure what happened, her mind seemed to go blank at the time. But her body moved of it's own free will. She stepped away from the lockers, taking two steps into the hallway. When she should've turned to walk down the hallway, she moved over to where Kyo was standing, pushing him back into the lockers and locking her lips against his.

The kiss was passionate and full of longing. Kyo wasn't sure how to react. When fight or flight failed him, he gave into the kiss, slowly sinking to the floor and pulling Uo with him. With some adjustment, she sat on his lap, her hands on his shoulders and his around her waist.

Both of them were panting when the kiss broke.

"Where the hell did that come from," Kyo asked.

"I didn't hear you complaining," Uo answered, somewhat surprised when Kyo pulled her closer and kissed her again. This kiss was just as passionate, but brief.

"You're not complaining either, I see."

"You wanna?"

"You need to ask."

"What if someone finds us?" Uo asked breathlessly.

Kyo shrugged, kissing her quickly again. "We could always say someone spiked the punch."

"Baka, you think they'd buy that?"

"Sure, why not?"

Uo shrugged, certain that no one would believe that excuse but it mattered little. What mattered now was satisfying a craving she didn't know she had.

As their lips met in another passionate kiss, their hands worked ardently to rid them of their clothing. First Uo's blouse, then Kyo shirt. Uo pulled her skirt over her head, leaving her in only a matching bra and panty set. Kyo couldn't take his eyes off of her breasts, even as she undid the button of his pants.

"What are you staring at?" Uo asked as his pants came undone and the zipper pulled down.

"They're bigger than I thought," Kyo muttered in awe.

She followed his gaze to her still imprisoned breasts and felt a light blush rise to her cheeks. "They're average."

"If you say so," he replied, one hand reaching out to touch her breasts. His fingertips grazed the top of the mound, his palm pushing and kneading the soft skin. He could feel her nipple harden through her bra. He moaned, kneading it harder in response. His other hand then joined in, cupping and massaging the neglected breast.

Uo moaned louder, her hands cupping his rigid length through his boxers. She would never have pegged him for a boxer man, still that would make this that much easier. As he leaned forward to taste the top of her breasts with his tongue, she slipped her hand inside his shorts and pulled out his hardened cock.

Kyo gasped as she took him into her hands, fisting him tightly and moving to a slow, leisurely rhythm. His hands kneaded her breasts harder in response, pulling the cups down so that he could see her fully. They may have been average, but that meant little to him. He thought they were the most beautiful things in the world. To prove it, he lavished them with kisses, suckling her nipples and massaging the smooth skin.

Uo bit down on her lower lip, determined not to cry out at the feeling of his tongue on her bare flesh. Her hands continued to work him, her hips swaying with need. She closed her eyes, throwing her head back when one of his hands cupped her sex through her panties. She pushed into him, silently asking for more. She was rewarded when his fingers pulled aside the wet material of her crotch and tangled in the nest of curls there. She moaned as he stroked her clit, groaning as one of his fingers found her core and dove inside.

Kyo was amazed by how hot and wet she was. Her center was tight, but not quite ready. He cursed aloud when her fingers started pumping his cock hard, his hips pushing up off the ground. If they didn't stop he'd come and ruin the fun.

"Uo, stop, onegai."

She did as she was told, pulling away from him slightly. "Afraid of making a mess?" she asked teasingly.

"No," he replied with a smirk, adding another finger into her core and making her cry out for the first time. "There's just someplace else I'd rather be."

That said, he tore off her panties, tossing them somewhere in the hallway. He managed to wiggle his pants down below his butt to his knees with Uo's help. Free of the cloth confines, he stood finely erect and eagerly awaiting a taste of her sweet depths.

Uo knelt over him, her hands grasping his shoulders for support. Her knees were digging into the tile of the school floor and it was beginning to hurt. It wasn't as painful as the throbbing between her legs though. She settled over his lap, feeling the head of his penis probe her lips. She moaned before she finally lowered herself on to him.

It was Kyo's turn to bite his lip to keep from crying out. She sheathed him completely, his skin burning as if it were on fire. He gasped, holding his breath as she began to move upon his rigid length. She moved quickly, her orgasm building just as fast. Kyo felt his own release approaching, his hands grasping her hips, trying to move her faster. The friction was too much...but he had to

wait...had to hold on.

They came together in a blend of colorful light and shining stars. Kyo's head hit the locker painfully hard, but the pain was eased with his recent pleasure, his entire body tingling from the experience. Uo moved above him slowly, falling backward onto her hands as she came. Her breathing slowed, her eyes still glazed from their quick lovemaking.

"Wow, Kyo, that was...was...."

"That was okay," he said, trying to hide his smirk. When she sat up, eyes wide in surprise, he knew his jib had worked. Her movement though cause his limp penis to grow hard again. He groaned, pushing his hips into hers. She moaned again as well.

"Wanna go again?"

"What if the other's run into us?"

"The punch, remember?"

"Oh yeah, right."

The excuse sounded much better now than it did before.

AFTER NEARLY AN HOUR OF...UMM...SEARCHING...?

All six of them converged on the gymnasium at the same time. They didn't bother to greet each other. They were too exhausted from their "search" to say much. It had been an unfruitful search to. No sign of Shigure.

"Just where have you guys been?!"

Surprised eyes glanced up to see Shigure approaching them from the other side of the room. He frowned at them with worry until he got a good look at them. The smile that crept to his face was knowing and extremely giddy.

"We've been looking for you," Kyo answered, straightening his hair with his hands.

"Yes, where have you been," Yuki asked, obviously using Tohru to support some of his weight.

"Me?!? What about you?! You all look like...you've...." He giggled, the knowing smile growing. "Had some trouble of your own."

"I wouldn't exactly call it trouble," Tohru said, blushing.

"Ma! I've been forgotten once again," Shigure jested. "Even Ha-san got in on the action."

"Can we not talk about it here, Shigure," Hatori asked, trying not to fidget under the scrutinizing glances of his two younger cousins. "Where were you?"

"Me?" Shigure pointed to himself. "I got lost trying to find the bathroom."

Everyone face-faulted, sweat drops appearing above their heads.

"Nani?" they said as a group.

"I think it was something in the punch," Shigure said with a shrug. "My stomach started to churn and I figured I had better find a bathroom. Unfortunately the hallways were dark and I...." He smiled sheepishly. "I got lost."

"That's it, I'm leaving this party," Kyo said.

"I'm with you," Yuki agreed.

"I think some fresh air will do us all some good," Hanajima

suggested.

"Maybe we can go out for some tea," Tohru said.

"Anything but punch," Uo added.

Shigure glanced at Hatori as the others left the gymnasium. "What did I say?"

Hatori clasped his friend and cousin on the shoulder. "I'll tell you later."

~FIN~