AN EVEN EXCHANGE
A Fruits Basket Holiday Fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
My entry into the Furuba Lemon Basket ML holiday contest. Angst and romance
abound when Uo gives Kyo a Christmas present, but he doesn't have anything for
her. How will he pay her back? Kyo x Uo pairing. Lemon. Somewhat PWP, but
there's a small plot I promise. =P Feedback is always welcome.
Arisa Uotani stood behind the door leading to the roof of the school. It had been a long day. Longer than most. It was the last day of classes before Golden Week break. She had taken three exams and turned in a slew of papers. That still didn't deter the teachers from passing out new assignments, nor did it stop her from skipping final period.
And she wasn't alone.
Kyo Sohma lay flat on his back on the roof of Kaiwaia High School. He'd been there since sixth period, skipping out on a boring lecture and a bunch of textbook reading. On this day before break he'd become restless. He would've left school if Tohru Honda hadn't expected him to walk home with her.
His ears perked up when he heard the door to the roof open. The light squeal as the hinges turned was only audible to his hearing, but the definite clang as the door closed could've been heard by anyone.
"So this is where you've been hiding, Kyon-kyon."
Kyo's face got red instantly not just because of the person he knew was standing not far away, but because she'd used that horrid nickname.
"What am I going to have to do to get you to stop calling me that?"
A snicker. "You can't stop me."
Kyo sat up and turned to face Arisa. "You wanna bet?"
"You want your ass kicked?"
"I dare you to try it," Kyo responded, jumping to his feet.
"On any other day, maybe," Arisa replied, shaking her head. This wasn't why she'd skipped class. Sure, fighting with Kyo was fun, but that wasn't why she came looking for him. That's right, she was there with a purpose.
Fidgeting, she fingered the small package behind her back. She still wasn't sure WHY she'd bought it. A silly little Christmas gift for someone she rarely thought about. Well, it was only rarely, but she did think about him. And this seemed like the perfect gift. She knew he wouldn't buy her anything, but that didn't stop her.
'Why the hell not,' she'd thought. It was their last semester in school together.
Kyo's voice broke through her thoughts. He relaxed a little, realizing she wasn't there to fight. "What are you doing up here?"
"Oh, final period's going to be a joke. So I figured I'd sit up here and...." She looked up to see what it was he had been watching. "Look at the clouds."
"You serious?" There was laughter in his voice.
Arisa looked affronted, but then she sighed. "I also...wanted to give you this."
Kyo jumped back in surprise as Arisa held out a small box to him. First she wasn't fighting, and now she was giving him a gift. His eye narrowed and he looked at her somewhat curiously. Was the Yankee up to something?
"What is it," he asked uncertainly.
With one hand on her hip Arisa replied, "What's it look like?"
"Candy?"
A sigh. "Try again."
"A bomb."
"Oh for--! It's a present," Arisa nearly screamed. She sighed, nearly throwing her hands in the air until she remembered she was still holding his present. This was embarrassing enough. Could he make it any worse?
"But...my birthday isn't for a couple of months," Kyo stated simply.
Arisa's face was starting to turn red. She shook her head and said between clenched teeth, "It's a Christmas present, you idiot."
Kyo's defenses came down and he took a step closer to her. "A Christmas present?"
"Isn't that what I--!"
Kyo raised his hands in surrender. "All right, all right, it's a Christmas present." She was serious about this, he could tell. Well then, all right. He took three more steps, putting him within arms reach. "It's just that...."
"Just what?" Arisa asked somewhat impatiently.
Kyo took the box from her, looking it over. When he decided it was safe he looked up at Arisa and offered her a smile. "Arigato."
"You're welcome," Arisa said, relaxing a bit herself. She managed a small smile to match Kyo's.
Kyo looked at the box again, then frowned. "But I didn't get you anything," he muttered under his breath.
"What?" Arisa asked.
"But I didn't buy you anything," he practically shouted back. The red in his face wasn't anger, but embarrassment. He thought he was being one-upped or something.
Arisa seemed startled. She had expected him to be weary. She had expected him to put up a fight. But she hadn't expected this. Sure something in return would be nice, not that she'd admit it or anything.
"I wasn't expecting you to--"
"What do you want?" He put the box in his pocket and looked away momentarily. Then in a much softer tone he corrected, "What would you like in return?"
The young woman seriously considered his question. The first thing that came to mind nearly made her blush. She supposed it was only natural, considering their friendship over the last few years. Not to mention that it would only add insult to injury. She couldn't resist. This is how it was between them. Always arguing. Always teasing.
Smiling, she looked him in the eye and replied firmly, "A kiss."
Kyo choked on the air he was breathing. He took a step back, trying to keep the terror from his face, which only grew redder as his mind processed what she'd said. "Nani?"
"You wanted to know, and I told you," Arisa said definitively. She crossed her arms over her chest. This was the best tease yet! "You can give me a kiss, and we'll call it even."
"An even exchange, huh?" Kyo eyed her suspiciously.
"Take it or leave it, orange-head."
Time seemed to stop as Kyo took a deep breath and replied, "All right." He took a step forward.
Arisa's eyes widened. "You serious?"
"If this is what you want," Kyo replied, still advancing.
Arisa only nodded. There was something in his voice. They way he stepped closer to her. Dangerous. Predatory. It was a major turn on and the closer he got, the more difficult it was to keep her wits about her.
"Then don't think about running," he nearly growled as he took another step closer to her, his hands grasping her shoulders.
They were mere inches apart. Arisa could feel his body heat. Was he as tall as she was? Had he grown or had she? And why was she questioning this? Ah, yes. Distraction. Something to take her mind off of the fact that she was close to him. Something to take her mind off of her body's betraying reactions to his nearness.
Kyo hesitated for only a second. He always got worked up when they fought, but this time...well, this time was definitely different. Holding his breath he leaned forward, pulling her to him. When his lips met hers, it happened quickly, forcefully.
And it seemed to last forever.
Arisa welcomed his kiss, a bit unwillingly at first. She was surprised by his forcefulness. Her senses were overwhelmed by the sheer maleness of him, his aggression, his body heat. He was good, kissing her tentatively at first, then with much more passion. Her body would've melted if she'd allowed it. She wanted nothing more than to crush herself to him. The thought only sounded strange for a moment, then her hands reached for his shoulders. She held on to him as he held on to her, tightly. Of its own accord, her body started to move closer.
The kiss broke then. Kyo, panting and gasping for air, released Arisa and took two steps back. He looked up at her startled...only to find her staring back with the same expression.
"Whoa," Arisa managed to say. She held a hand to her heaving chest, gasping for air as well. "That was--"
"Don't," Kyo said, shaking his head. "Don't say anything."
"Why?"
"You'll spoil the moment," Kyo replied matter-of-factly.
Arisa smiled. "It was a good kiss."
Kyo's eyes widened, his body going stiff. "Just...good?"
No, Arisa's mind answered. It was downright HOT. Not that she'd admit it, of course. "Yeah."
Kyo muttered under his breath, turning away from her. "Whatever."
"Bet you couldn't do it again." Arisa was surprised by her own words. Wouldn't this be considered leading him on? Well, sort of. But, she liked the kiss and...she wanted him. Her own eyes widened in surprise. She wanted Kyo.
Kyo turned to look at her, arms crossed over his chest. She wanted him to kiss her again? "Couldn't or wouldn't?"
Arisa shrugged as nonchalantly as she could muster. Hell, she might as well have reached for him and planted one on him herself! "Either one."
Kyo gave her a knowing smile. "You sure you want to make that bet?"
For a moment, Arisa saw something in Kyo's eyes. By the gods, did he want her too?! Her breath caught and for the briefest of moments her train of thought was derailed. She opened her mouth to answer and then snapped it shut, not trusting her voice.
But her body responded and the answer seemed to flow easily when she replied breathlessly, "Yeah."
Neither was certain who pounced on whom. Their lips met in another round of aggressive yet tender kisses. Their hands greedily roamed as their tongues dueled. Arisa's hands slid under Kyo's shirt while Kyo's hands paused on her breasts, cupping and molding them in his palms.
If there was an explanation for what was happening, neither was aware of it. Arisa pushed herself closer, but Kyo kept a small amount of distance between them. She wasn't sure why, but if it was going to make him stop, then she wasn't going to argue. Keeping this in mind, she started kissing him more fervently, her fingernails lightly grazing his back.
Arisa simply wanted to melt. What the hell had come over her?! Still her mind could find little argument in the gentle massage of her breasts and the explorations of his tongue. She moaned aloud, wantonly, regardless if someone heard her. Besides, everyone was in class and this would be over long before the final bell rang.
Well, hopefully it will last a little longer than that, she corrected herself.
Any argument the two of them could've given was gone as they eagerly began to strip the other of their shirts. Kyo's was easy to get off, despite the button-down nature of it. Arisa lifted it over his head, her eyes marveling at the smooth expanse of his chest. She knew Kyo worked out. He was a martial artist after all. But the hard-toned muscles of his chest were perfect, and so was the creamy light tan of his skin. For a brief moment she was jealous.
Kyo, on the other hand, had a hell of a time with Arisa's blouse. The buttons refused to be undone, so without thinking he grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled. Hard. The buttons popped one by one from the bottom up. Arisa blinked as it happened, only to look down and she her shirt ripped in half.
"Couldn't you have been a little more careful?"
Kyo's muttered response was, "Shut up and help me with this thing you call a bra."
Arisa's smile turned into a smirk as she reached around to unhook her bra. Usually she didn't wear one with her school uniform. Perhaps it was a good thing she did today. Or maybe it was bad. It didn't really matter as the straps slid from her shoulders and the scraps of material binding her breasts released them into Kyo's waiting hands.
As his hands massaged and worked her now bare breasts, Arisa moaned. Her hands searched for and found the sides of his head and pulled him in for another kiss. This one was deeper and more passionate than the last. Mindful to keep that comfortable space for Kyo, she backed herself against the wall adjacent to the rooftop doorway. He had no choice but to follow.
With her backed against the wall, Kyo's hands were free to roam wherever he liked. Breaking his lips away from hers, he trailed a line of kisses across her jaw to her throat. He nipped and licked at a sensitive spot just under her ear, causing her to groan and thrust her hips forward in response. One hand grabbed her hips, holding her close to his straining erection. The other continued to knead her breast, his fingers toying with her hardened nipple. He smiled into her throat as she gasped, her body jerking in his grasp.
Arisa's hands threaded their way through his hair as his kisses trailed lower, between the valley of her breasts and over to the right. She lifted her left leg, winding it as best she could around his right leg. From that angle it was easy to keep her hips pressed against his. Kami but he was rock hard! Her mind barely registered the possibility of how large he could be.
And she couldn't wait to find out.
As his kips suckled on her right breast, his tongue teasing her nipple into an even greater hardened state, her hands caressed the smooth skin of his shoulders, his biceps, and moved lower still. His breath caught when her fingers touched his ribcage. He sighed into her breast as her hands moved to his hips. His hips pressed into hers as her fingers settled on the waistband of his pants.
"May I," she asked breathlessly.
Kyo smirked, nipping at her nipple before replying, "It's your Christmas present."
Her fingers fumbled with the button and zipper of his pants. Of course, she was plenty distracted. His mouth latched onto her other breast and his hands were caressing her bare thighs, lifting her skirt up to her hips. By the time his pants were undone and pushed downward, her skirt was hiked up to her waist and Kyo's fingers were playing inside her cotton panties.
Damn! She wore those today too. Kami, but she was slacking!
"AH!" she called out, but was silenced with another kiss.
It was difficult to stay quiet as his hands worked their magic on her. She didn't expect Kyo to be this skilled. Had he done this before? Or was it the novels the writer liked to write? Either way she wasn't complaining. Her moans only requested more from his fingers as they slid inside of her. Her hands grasped at his hips, wanting to feel the hardness of his cock against her.
Growling with his own need, Kyo grasped one of her hands and placed it on his erect member. Arisa gasped and Kyo sighed at the first touch. Her fingers immediately wrapped around him, exploring in their own tentative way. Then without warning, she grasped him tightly, almost excruciatingly so, and tugged on his cock. Kyo yipped in surprise, then bit the top of Arisa's left breast to keep himself quiet.
Arisa moaned at the aggressiveness of their lovemaking. Her body felt wired, wanting more and yet wanting it to stop. Wanting to be fulfilled. She began pumping her hand up and down on Kyo's cock. Damn but he WAS huge! He replied in kind by ripping her panties then sinking four fingers into her soaking wet cunt and pushing in and out.
Almost instantly it was too much and Arisa came in his hand. The force of her orgasm caused her to black out momentarily. When she came to herself, she could still feel Kyo's body heat, feel his lips on her shoulder and neck. He was murmuring something. Words of love? Of devotion? Or were they words of apology? She couldn't understand him.
But in the next instant she did. Her hands were grasping his shoulder tightly, her hips touching his in the most intimate of ways. She could feel the tip of his erection poised at her entrance. Her eyes opened wide, and she couldn't stop a smile from passing her lips. This was much more than a kiss...but it was what she wanted. Deep down, THIS is what she wanted.
In a single move he stole her breath, impaling her on him and sinking as far as he could go. He groaned her name, nuzzling the hollow between her neck and shoulder with his nose. Then with a deep guttural growl, he began to thrust.
His movements were much like his kisses. Forceful, yet tender. Hard, yet left wanting. There was passion. Passion and desire. She could see it in his eyes when they met after his initial thrust. And it continued to build with each thrust afterward.
The primal dance of their bodies caused their blood to boil. When one groaned the other whimpered. When one cried out, the other murmured in their ear.
Finally the flood of emotion built to an explosive crescendo. Arisa threw her head back, her body tightening, trying to squeeze the life out of her partner as her climax washed over her like a tsunami. Her mouth opened but the only sound that poured from it were the satisfied moans and joyful cries of her peak.
Then, without warning, she shouted out her lover's name.
"KYO!"
"Nani? OY! What the hell are you yelling for?! Do you want to get us BOTH into trouble?"
Startled, Arisa blinked. Her chest was heaving from lack of air and her body shivered from what felt like the best sex she'd ever had. And who the hell was talking to her? It sounded like Kyo's voice, but why was he so angry?
Blinking more rapidly, she looked around. Her clothes were intact and still on her person. The hallway around her had darkened with the passing of the sun and in front of her stood a very confused Kyo Sohma -- also fully clothed in front of the rooftop door. She squeezed her hands behind her back, angry that he should look so confused after everything that had just transpired, only to realize that she still held his present in her hands.
'It was all a dream,' she finally realized. 'It was a fucking dream!'
Then...she burst out laughing.
"Oy!" Kyo said, scratching his head. "What's so funny? And what are you doing up here? The bell's about to ring."
Arisa stifled her laughter long enough to hand him the present she had hidden behind her back. "This," she said, trying to catch her breath. "This is for you. Merry Christmas."
Kyo blinked in surprise. "A Christmas present?"
Arisa nodded, finally regaining her senses. "Hai."
"But I didn't get anything for you," he muttered, staring at the box in his hand.
Arisa would've burst out laughing again, but she stayed her laughter and offered him a soft smile. "Then how about this....You bring in some of Tohru's homemade cookies after the break...and we'll call it even."
The corner of Kyo's mouth quirked into a smirk. "That's it? You just want cookies?"
'No!' Arisa's mind answered, but she said aloud, "Yeah. Cookies are fine."
Kyo looked at the box in his hand again. "I've got a better idea," he replied, sticking his hand in his pocket.
Arisa's breath caught and her eyes widened. A better idea? What was he trying to pull? Eye narrow, she watched as he pulled his hand out of his pocket. He held something loose in his hand and then he reached out with the opposite hand.
"Give me your hand," he said.
"Why," she asked suspiciously.
"Just do it, Yankee."
Arisa sighed and complied. "All right. Here." She watched, curious as to what it was he was giving her. When he finished tying the thin string around her wrist, she held it up for inspection.
It was a bracelet, she realized. A replica of the one he wore. Only this one had small red and black beads. She looked at him curiously, but he spoke before she could find the words.
"I made it in art class. It's nothing special, but it's a better gift than cookies." He shrugged, looking away as a light blush crept to his face. "I'll still bring them though...the cookies...if you want."
She couldn't stop the smile that spread across her face. Taking a few steps forward, she closed what distance there was between them. She could feel Kyo's body tense as she leaned forward. Her lips, slightly parted, placed a light kiss to his right cheek. Still smiling, she backed away.
"You can still bring the cookies," she told him. "But this is pretty cool...for a gift. I didn't know you had such creative talent, Kyo."
"You don't have to make fun of it," he muttered, crossing his arms over his chest. His face was still flushed red from the kiss. He eyed her curiously. "So, we're even?"
"Yeah," Arisa answered. "An even exchange, I guess."
DING! DING! DING! DONG!
"Final bell," Arisa said. With a wave, she turned to leave. "See you after the break."
Kyo said nothing, eyeing the box he still held tightly in his hands. "Oy! Arisa!"
The girl stopped in the middle of the staircase and looked at him curiously. "Nani?"
A smile was slow to form on his lips. "Arigato."
Arisa only waved, making her way down the stairs towards the main floors. Between the dream, the bracelet and the kiss she gave him on the cheek, it was an even exchange indeed. But only one question remained.
What was she going to do for his birthday?
~OWARI~