Yaso and Reiji's home.

Reiji: "Welcome to our humble home!"
Yaso: "Visitors..... Now? Damn it, i have work to do."
Reiji: "Hey! Dont be rude to our guests!"
Yaso: "I do what i damn well like. Dont order me around."
Reiji: "Excuse me one second." * looks sheepish, before shutting door in face...... Then the muffled bickering starts.*

Welcome to Yaso and Reiji's home!



This lovely modern day japanese home comes with some lovely features such as the living room/ lounge room.



The traditional dining room!



The modern kitchen.



Bathroom.



Yaso bedroom.



Reiji's bedroom.

Yaso stumbled into the house after Reiji, his face still a bright pink. Heat rolled off his cheeks, and the second the door was closed and locked behind him he scurried towards the kitchen. Good he needed a drink right now.

He was still confused, his thoughts were still a jumbled mess. He really wished his brain came with a defrag option.

Had Reiji meant it? What about his own feelings? The kiss...? It hadn't completely felt unwelcomed... But what about Yuudai?

Yuudai liked Reiji, and every week Reiji went to visit him too... He liked him, right?

Yaso bit his lip as he mixed himself a drink.

The walk home had been quiet to say the least. Yaso had gone the whole way without talking, and still looked some what like a bloody tomato and Reiji, well he had dragged his sacrifice home the whole way with a vacant, slightly happy smile on his face.

Once they had finally gotten home, Reiji watched with curious eyes as his sacrifice near ran to the kitchen. Hang on he wasnt that fucking scary was he? Striding off he followed to the kitchen to see Yaso mixing a drink.
"Fucks wrong with you that you need to run off as soon as we get home? ....And is that my alcohol?" He asked eyes narrowing as he looked at the bottle in his others hands. Yaso was drinking? Ok so it seemed like he was that fucking scary that Yaso apparently needed to drown himself in alcohol.

"Yaso... Damn it talk to me for once. I know we dont usually, but damn it i want to hear you say some thing...... Like what you think.... Or feel." He said this looking from the bottle to the back of his sacrifices head. He wanted an answer and damn it he wanted it now, insted of Yaso doing what he normally did and skipping around the question or turning it back on the fighter causing another of their never ending fights.

Yaso made a noise and put the glass to his lips, tossing his head back and feeling the liquor burn its way down his throat. It lit a fire in his stomach, and for a second he thought it'd burn right down to his toes. He squeezed his eyes shut and coughed, face burning. "Stop badgering me!" he snapped.

He squeezed the glass, hearing it squeal under his fingers. He was confused. His mind was racing a thousand kilometers an hour. Reiji had...confessed. He'd kissed him of all things...! He'd... And...!

He made another noise and ran a shaking hand through his thick hair. "What am I supposed to think? Huh? What? You...you kissed me, Reiji!" His face darkened with embarrassment again. He moved to pour himself more alcohol, but his body wouldn't listen. The liquor bottle clanked against the glass, and the liquor itself splashed over onto the counter. He swore and slammed the bottle down, the glass fumbling from his fingers and spinning on the counter before it teetered and slipped into the sink. He swore again and pressed the heels of his palms against his eyes. "What does Yuudai think?? I've been screwed before, and he used to protect me from it... You know that. How would I know that you wouldn't do the same...??" He needed something...something to hold onto and he turned, gripping Reiji's shirt with his hands.

He stood there watching with narrowed eyes as his sacrifice spoke, more or less to himself rather than to his fighter who was standing infront of him. His eyes that were used to picking up the smallest of detail watched as Yaso dropped and spilt his alcohol all over the place.

"What the hell Yaso!" He exclaimed as his other clung to him like a child. [color=#339966]" You honestly think me... Me of all people. The one who was BORN to protect you, would hurt you like that. Cause if you honestly think i would after all these years."[/colour] He paused for a second drawing himself up to his full height. Looking down he sneered, seething with anger, all feelings of calmness and happiness lost.

"Then fuck you Yaso. Go burn in hell for all i care.

And with that he shoved the clingy sacrifice off him and stormed off to him room and slammed the door behind him. What did he care. He should have been used to it by now. Fucking Yaso always had to bring his comatose twin into it. He didn't mind Yuudai. In fact he wouldn't mind meeting him if the lad woke up. But Seriously. Every argument the two had. the Comatose twin got dragged into it. And by hell he was getting annoyed. Hi sacrifice had a brother complex....

Flopping down onto his bed he stared hard up at the ceiling, gritting his teeth as he did so. He mulled over in his head what had just happened. Maybe he needed to take a break for his sacrifice?

He stood there, eyes wide in shock. Reiji just...

The counter was digging into his back, but he simply stayed there. So, did he hit the nail on the head...? He made a noise and grabbed the bottle, throwing it against the wall. It didn't shatter, but it made a loud noise and clattered to the floor, spilling the expensive drink everywhere.

He could feel Reiji's anger through their link, and he crushed it, putting his mental walls up as he stormed through the living room and towards his wall of computers. He sat in his chair, switching the machines on.

Yaso bit his thumbnail, stewing in his confusion and anger. He'd work all night then. He could always work faster when he was pissed. Once the computers started up he opened various programs and began typing away, the sound of the keys clacking echoing through the room. He sat there, eyes glued to the screen, fingers flying over the keyboards until the morning light began to filter through the windows.

His eyes had begun to droop hours before, and by 7am, his cheek was glued to his desk, his body hunched over, lips parted as he breathed softly.

It had taken him a while but he had eventually let the anger go and he had finally gotten some sleep. But he awoke earlier than he usually did. Damn it. Getting up he stretched. He felt stiff as he had slept in his clothes from the day before. Peeling off his jeans and his top he wandered to the nearest bathroom and took a short shower to wake him up more.

He watched as he ran the water, the droplets were so calming. Closing his eyes as he got in under the water he ran a hand through his hair. The droplets softly hitting his back felt good. Relaxing almost. Some thing he didnt really get in this house. Yes he had calmed down in recent years but the two still argued as much.

Turning the water off he stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. Wandering out he went to find Yaso.

He headed straight to the place he knew Yaso would be. As he got to the work desk he sound his sacrifice sleeping. Smirking a little he reached out and poked Yaso in the cheek. He would continue this until Yaso would wake. He was in an annoying mood today. And he would be as annoying as humanly possible.

He whined a bit, brow furrowing as he turned his head over, a sheet of paper stuck to his cheek. He rubbed his face against his desk and heaved a sigh. He was trying to sleep damn it...

Whoever was trying to wake him up was going to get it...

He loved sleeping. It always felt as if his body was floating in the ocean... Rocking back and forth, the darkness behind his lids comforting. He used to have nightmares about the accident... He'd wake up in a cold sweat, screaming... But once those dreams passed, sleep had become a sanctuary.

He shifted his feet and kicked the wall, the thump making him frown a bit more.

smirking a little he kept the poking up, this time at a slightly harder and faster pace. He knew Yaso would wake up soon and get mad, but he really didn't give a fuck. He was in the mood and there was no turning back now. So he started making little 'beep' noises in Yaso's ear to further annoy the sacrifice.

He kept going poking and making the noises, with the smirk spreading more as Yaso shifted more and made more noises. Reiji almost had half a mind to start yelling in his sacrifices ear, but no he wouldn't push it that far. Yes he was 'literally' pushing it now, but even he knew the line. It was the line. Reiji's line and then going wayyyyy to far.

"Hnnnn..." he moaned. He made another face. He was trying to sleep! He lifted a hand and tried to swat at Reiji's hand. The poking. It needed to stop.

"Sto-----p..." he whined. Hnnnggg Was it Reiji? Was it Yuudai....?

No... yuudai was in the hospital still. Reiji was...?

He frowned a bit more. "G't out.....room....tr'n sl'p...." he slurred, shifting yet again. The chair twisted and teetered, one buttcheek sliding off. He seemed to hang in midair before he fell off completely, knocking his jaw on the edge of the desk and clacking his teeth together.

He swore as he hit the ground, starting awake. His jaw hurt, blood filling his mouth. Damn it...! His tongue...!!!

He laughed a little as his sacrifice tried to swat his hand. But still he kept poking. Cackling again as Yaso mumbled he pokes got a little lighter as the sacrifice woke up.

But some thing unplanned happened. Yaso started slipping! Damn it He thought as he reached out and caught a hold of Yaso's wrist. But it seemed usless, he had already hit the floor. And Reiji had just about crossed his line.

Looking down he saw blood. "Fuck." He swore and he pulled Yaso to his feet. Of course some thing dramatic like this had to happen when he was just having fun, playing around.

Dragging Yaso to the kitchen without a word he started running some water and filled a cup full. "Here..... And... Im sorry." He muttered before leaving to go put some clothes on.

Yaso took the glass, dazed. His mouth hurt....he tasted blood...

He was too tired for this shit. He didn't say anything as he swished the water around his mouth before swallowing it.

Bad. Idea.

He gagged and coughed, sputtering over the sink. "Ugh....Reiji...I'm...going to fucking kill you." he swore, although his words came out more or less sounding like 'Rei-hee, I'm going oo fuckhing keee oo.' He rinsed his mouth out again and again, until the water wasn't tinted red. Why the fuck did Reiji wake him up anyway!?

He was too tired to throw a complete tantrum, but he wasn't too tired to chew him out. He glanced up at him, opening his mouth to snarl something, but when his eyes met Reiji's, his words died.

The kiss came rushing back to the forefront of his mind and he started to turn pink. Damn it!! He looked away quickly, making a strangled noise. If his tongue weren't sitting in his mouth like a dead maggot, throbbing in pain he'd have thought he had swallowed it.

Wandering off to his room he closed the door and wriggled out of his towel. Dropping it straight on the floor he wandered over to his clothes draw and rifled through some of them. Finding some clean underwear and jeans, he slipped them on and went about picking up dirty clothes and throwing them in the dirty basket.

He didnt want to leave his room just yet, as he knew the tantrum or ear chewing he would get from his sacrifice who would be still moping in the kitchen. Cause if Yaso wasn't in the kitchen he would be in Reiji's room screaming at him. As the he relived the not-20-minutes-ago memory, a small smirk flourished and hung about his lips.

Even through Yaso had gotten hurt (the unpplanned bit), it had still been hilarious. He knew the ear chewing was coming, but he didn't mind, hell it could almost (in his own mind) be justified as pay back for his sacrifices reaction to the kiss.

Yaso stood in the kitchen and brooded for a good few minutes. When his fighter didn't reappear, the sacrifice picked himself up and all but stomped down the hall. The sleep that had fogged his mind upon his rude awakening had dissipated, and in its place typical rage had set in.

His bare feet slapped against the wooden floor, and he stopped right outside of Reiji's door. He lifted his hand, and then, thinking better of it--since Reiji belonged to him damn it!!--he twisted the knob and prepared to fling the door open. Maybe he'd hit the fighter upside the head with it!! He swung it open, eyes flashing. "Reiji!!!" he snarled. "What the hell!? I could have bit my tongue off...!!! You know not to fucking wake me up! What's the big deal!?" He kept his brown eyes focused at the floor, afraid to look up at the other man's face.

"Because you were drooling over your goddamn precious key board." He turned and snapped back as Yaso entered the room. He knew he had gone a little over board with the poking. But it was not his fault that Yaso had gone and fallen off the chair.

And he was going to let his sacrifice know that.

"And for your information, you slipped off the chair. I didn't push you. You did that on your own. So fucking soooorry if i was waking you so you could goddamn eat. He snarled.

Walking to his dirty clothes basket he dumped a fist full of clothes in it. He would wash them later... If he remembered. Now that his back was to Yaso he let a smirk come out for a second, before wiping his face clean. Oh he was enjoying this. Indeed, Reiji had woken up annoying and he was going to let Yaso have it. He had decided it was punishment for yesterday.

When he turned around he stood up straight. And flashing his sacrifice a brilliant and sly grin he blew Yaso a kiss.

Yaso scowled at the floor, but when Reiji turned around he glanced up just as the other man blew him a kiss; his face changed. His lips parted in shock, brown eyes wide.

The blush started at the tips of his ears and slowly trailed down over his cheeks and nose, tinting his neck red and hiding under his shirt. His eyes flew to Reiji's lips, staring at them as the kiss flashed back through his mind. Rough, warm lips....Reiji's breath on his cheek... The taste of his mouth...

He bristled and looked away, choking on his tongue and coughing into his hand. Shit. He shifted a bit, thankful his shirt was long enough to cover his...little problem. The sacrifice cleared his throat, suddenly forgetting why the hell he was yelling and snarling at the fighter anyway. So, he just stood there, red faced and lost in thought.

'Fucking Prima Donna.' Reiji thought to himself as he watched his sacrifice become red all over. It was really amusing to see the oh so high and mighty Yaso, crumble like this over a kiss. Grinning a little Reiji swallowed, it was now or never.

Adjusting his jeans a little, he strode over and reached out, lifting Yaso's chin in the process. Now that their eyes met, he flashed a small smile and leaned in. Hoping that Yaso wouldn't jerk away. That would be awkward.

Leaning in he exhaled, his lips only millimeters away from the others. Their hot breath mingling before the red head closed the gap. Their lips met once more. And this time they were in the privacy of their own home. So there weren't that many places Yaso could run off to this time. Parting his lips a little, he smirked again.

He had felt Yaso's little 'problem' against his leg. This was good. It meant that Yaso at least felt something for the fighter. Closing the gap again, Reiji opened his lips hoping that Yaso would respond.

Letting his arms slip down, he loosely held them around Yaso's waist, drawing the sacrifice in closer. Soon he started to develop his own little 'problem' as he tried to get Yaso to respond.

He yelped at first.

What the hell was he....?! His face was burning, and his stomach flipping and flopping, his hear thundering in his chest. What the hell did Reiji think he was going?! Kissing him like...like this and...stuff?!

Although, it felt nice, he supposed. He found himself leaning into the kiss,, his own lips parting to nibble at his fighter's lower lip. Somewhere behind him he heard that blasted contraption known as his phone start to go off in the other room. 'They can fucking wait.' he thought grumpily to himself, fingers tangling in Reiji's shirt. He may as well enjoy this now, because in about five seconds he was going to flip out.

Reiji couldn't help but smile against the lips that pressed against his. Yaso was finally responding to his kisses. Tightening his hold around Yaso, the fighter drew them together as close as they could get, without squishing the sacrifice. It was amazing, the feel of the lips softly touching his. And if Reiji gently pushed Yaso's mouth open and probed in with his tongue he could get Yaso to respond just that little bit more. But what was the best bit. Apart from the fact that Yaso was even responding at all.

It was the fact that Yaso had a hard on that really made Reiji happy.

Extremely happy.

Till he heard a mobile going off in the other room. it was Yaso's, but like hell he was going to let this opportunity slip from his fingers now. Letting go of Yaso's mouth he started kissing up to the sacrifice's ear. Taking the lobe into his mouth he flicked the flesh with the tip of his tongue. Moving downwards, he kissed down the neck, covering as much of the exposed flesh as he could before he was pushed away.

((sorry! Life ate me @_@))

He gasped, a shiver running down his spine. "Reiji what...?" he began before he was forced to bite his lip. God he felt....strange.

His phone finally stopped in the other room before it began to wail at them again. He really hated that damn contraption. Give him a huge motherboard any day but that thing...

When Reiji's lips touched the spot at the junction of his neck and shoulder, he suddenly flailed to keep his balance. He broke away from his fighter and stumbled back into the hall way, only to fall onto his rump.

He heard Yaso's voice in his ear as his lips inched across the collarbone. His response was only to grunt. That was until he found his arms empty. "Where are yo...." He started saying, till he watched as his sacrifice fell onto his ass. Striding over he slipped his hands up under Yaso's under arms and hauled him up.
"The hell?" He asked trying to get a look into Yaso's eyes.

Things, he thought had been going well. Up until the point his other had just gotten up and fallen straight on his ass. Now he just wanted to know what the hell just what had just gone on? Had he been going to fast? Was it that damn cell that just kept going off. Right now he just wanted to turn it off and kee going.

His problem was not going to go away any time soon. And there was no way he was going solo, nor was he going to just wait it out.

"Care to explain?" He asked calmly.

His face turned several shades of red, "Th---that....I..I...uh...er..." he stammered. He had no clue as to what just happened, and his mind just...couldn't wrap around it.

He'd been...fine with Reiji kissing him, his hands moving every which way and then..then... He swallowed thickly, his stomach flipping.

He'd kissed that one spot... He hand shot up to hide it from his fighter, as if that would help.

Once he was sure that the sacrifice was on his feet, Reiji let his arms drop. "Seriously? You can't even give me an answer?" Pursing his lips together he shuffled backwards a few steps and leaned his back against the wall near the door way. A hand came up and ran through the red spiky hair.

"Yaso...... Tell me what your thinking right now? " *long pause* "Please?" Letting his hand in his hair drop a little, fingers ran over his now closed eyes to pinch the bridge of his nose.
If his sacrifice couldn't give him an answer, then he would just maybe give up on the idea. He still had his problem but one could pay some one to fix that. It wasn't preferable, but it was better than flying solo.

Taking a deep breath in, he lifted his head. Eyes opening to look Yaso in the eyes. "Please, give me some thing. Any thing. This silence is fucking deafening." He said staring at his sacrifice.

He seemed to turn a few shades darker. "I'm sensitive there!" He finally managed to snap. He swallowed thickly and tried to get to his feet, perfectly intent on scrambling away and hiding behind his computer monitors.

He was completely embarrassed. Letting his Fighter affect him like that... Although it wasn't too terribly...horrible or anything...

He managed to get to his feet and the moment he stepped away from the wall he face planted.

Rolling his eyes, he watched Yaso. "Then why so fucking eager to get away from me then?" Pushing himself up from the door way, he ignored Yaso and went to his bed. Flopping onto it and laying down, he stared at the ceiling and sighed.

Now what was going to happen? Were they going to just brush it off like nothing had happened? Because that's how it seemed Yaso wanted to deal with it.

Rolling his head in his sacrifices direction, he bit his lips then inhaled. "What ever, just do what I know you want to do and forget this ever happened. Just crawl back to your fucking computer and ignore me for the next week." He said in a flat tone.