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Revenge of The Nerds......Bad Boys Edition	By : Sexybvirgo Category: Naruto Crossovers > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3020 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Twelve:Inevitability of Strawberry
Uryuu
He just stared at the phone incredulous, not willing to believe that Naruto had hung up on him. His mouth tightened as he redialed. It was that idiot Sasuke. He'd bet his father's hospital on it. His frown carved delicate lines in his face as the phone just rang and rang and then clicked over to voicemail. He cursed silently to himself and dialed Fai.
"I'm going to kill that jerk." He slotted in roughly after Fai's greeting, and preceded to tell him about the aborted phone call.
"I'm sure it will be all right. He didn't sound too stressed about it." Fai drawled soothingly.
"Why are you being so blasé about this?" He demanded acerbically. "I'm not going through all of that again."
"Oh, I don't think you'll have to worry about that this time." Fai sounded like he was laughing. "I think our boy Sasuke has come to his senses."
Uyruu let out an irritated huff.
"Since you seem so worked up about it, let's go out. I heard about a club on campus. Let's round up Kaza and blow off some stress. And then Naruto will be jealous he didn't get to go."
"Yeah." Abruptly he was smiling. If it was one thing they all loved to do it was dance. "Okay I'll call Kaza. I'll meet you downstairs in two hours and we'll swing by and pick him up. Do you have Zero's number? Maybe he would like to get out too."
Fai hesitated. "I'm pretty sure he's a little busy right now. Like doubly busy."
Uryuu perked up. "You're not saying what I think you're saying."
"All I know is that Sasuke suggested that they take care of him in Naruto's absence. Though I don't think he had to push too hard." The blonde laughed almost manically.
"You are seriously disturbed, you'll have to tell me about it on the way."
"Cool."
He sighed and clicked off, hoping that Fai was right about Sasuke. He headed to his closest.
Xover
He began to feel a lot better once music thumped under his heels and the chaotic atmosphere of the club engulfed him. He was able to push thoughts of Naruto and Sasuke to the back of his mind. Besides he had his own problems to think through and worry about. He rubbed his neck discreetly, imagining the thin black collar wrapped around it. Stark and to the point, just like Ichigo. That thought led to another and suddenly he was thinking about Ichigo rocking between his legs while he wore nothing but that. Realizing, he quickly forced his mind to concentrate on the ocean of bodies on the dance floor and it surged and receded in tune to the current music, glittering strobe lights flickering over the waves.
The club was underground, small but decorated well. As he would expect of a prestigious campus like this one. Small booths outlined the area, with two glass door leading to a huge patio that was filled with more booths as well as a wrap around bar. The patio was dotted with tall heat lamps for those brave enough to face the cold night. He caught sight of an empty and decided he was feeling very brave tonight.
"I'll go snag a booth, you get drinks." Though it wouldn't be anything of note while they were wearing these underage wristbands. It didn't matter to him, he could hit any dance floor without any boosts.
Kaza followed, his eyes bouncing around the entire scene with curiosity. Of their little rag tag group he was the most sheltered, his brother effectively keeping him under lock and key. Talk about brother complexes. Having witnessed several run ins involving the brothers all he could say was that he was glad they were not related by blood. It was only a matter of time before Rikuo got the delicate blond right where he wanted him.
The music was muted the moment the glass doors closed behind them, replaced by the private conversations going on, some loud and some moderate, and the noise from the bar. They attracted immediate attention as they walked to the chosen booth, all of them in black and beautiful and unique in their own way. He ignored them, careful not to eye contact any of them. He didn't want anything but to feel the music tonight.
He slid into the booth, unhampered by his tight skinny jeans and the tight short sleeved v-neck top. With the heat lamps it was comfortably warm. He watched from the corner of his eye as Fai ordered drinks, gaining more attention with his bright blonde hair and sky blue eyes. Even though he didn't give evidence that he noticed, he knew Fai was a complete attention whore and was well aware of it. If it hadn't been for his overly high IQ Uryuu suspected he would midnighting as a host instead of partaking of the college life.
His eyes wandered back to the dance floor where bodies gyrated to the rhythm in wild abandon. Kaza was tapping his fingers against the table, his head nodding to the beat. He petite blonde seemed almost as eager to get on the floor and lose himself as Uryuu did.
He sighed inaudibly. Two days on campus and already the world was topsy turvy. Except for Fai's. The blonde made it a rule of his life not to form any strong attachments. If Naruto wasn't as persistent as he was, Fai would never had joined and stuck in their small rag tag gang. But that was Naruto for you. It made him wonder if Fai was right about Sasuke.
That path of thought led him right back to his anger. He swore if Naruto came back in anything other than perfect condition he was going to skewer the self centered raven with his bow.
"Stop looking so murderous. We're here to be happy remember?"
Fai placed three cokes on the table and seated himself next to Kaza. Facing the blonde, Uryuu could see that his tone was light though his expression was totally serious. "It's not like you to brood when there's music playing." He nudged a coke in his direction. "Drink up and get on the floor. That's an order." The blonde ordered cheerfully.
"I will when a song I want to dance to comes on." He retorted. Though he did love the song that was currently playing.
Fai eyed him knowingly.
"Fine." He gulped half of the coke. "It's the only way I'll stop worrying anyway."
Kaza shook his head. "I'll stay and watch the drinks." He made a moue of irritation. "With my luck Rikuo will be somewhere in there."
"Try not to get carried off." Fai pushed Uyruu through the doors and then onto the dance floor. Fai, being the social butterfly that he was, was quickly lost in the crowd. He danced through two upbeat songs, letting the music transport him to a world where only he existed. He automatically synched his movements when the DJ slowed it down, his lids half closing when the sultry beat of 'Motivation' began to vibrate the soles of his feet.
His hips began a slow swivel, a rocking temptation that was ages old, designed to draw the eye. He ignored the interested gazes from the men and women around him, his aura saying 'don't touch'. So he was completely surprised when the arm circled his waist, tethering him to the body behind him. At the same time a large hand slid over his eyes. His rhythm faltered as a familiar scent washed over him. A low voice whispered into his ear.
"Gotcha!"
He stiffened, lurched forward in panic as the voice registered on his eardrum. He was yanked back against the hard muscular body, enclosed in the slightly punishing grip.
"Where are you off so fast? Aren't you tired of running yet?"
He'd purposely stayed on the edges of the dance floor so that he wouldn't get stuck in the thick of the crowd, a decision that worked against him as Ichigo began to muscle him off the floor, almost carrying him as he tried to drag his feet. He suddenly couldn't tell the difference between the thumping beat of the music and his heart as he was turned and pushed against the wall. Ichigo placed his hands, bracketing his head with long arms, effectively locking him in an intimate jail. Amber eyes roved down slowly, flaring with interest so that they were heated when they met his again.
Seeing the intent in Uryuu's eyes a split second before he acted, Ichigo preempted him, crowding him, forcibly breeching his legs with a knee as he pressed his flush against his. Stunned at the strawberry's highhandedness, he was too slow to counteract.
"You look so scared Uryuu. Are you that afraid of me? Or," His lips feathered over his in a soft kiss. "Are you afraid of what I make you feel?"
Uryuu couldn't stop the quiver that ran the length of his body. The warm timbre of Ichigo's voice churned the memories of his near conquering up like fresh cream. His body responded, he found Ichigo very attractive after all, and this close the strawberry couldn't fail to notice. He chuckled running a hand down Uryuu's side until he cupped his hip, pulling him even closer, if that was possible. Uryuu gasped as his hardness rubbed against his own.
"Your body isn't scared."
Uryuu made a muted sound, half protest half sob, as desire rose in him, as swiftly burning fire that quickly threatened to incinerate his famed cool. Frantic to get away he pinched Ichigo's hip viciously, causing him to grunt in pain. He only leaned in harder.
"That's not going to work. You're not getting away this time. C'mon let's get out of here."
Damn! Surrounded by the delectable heat of Ichigo he'd completely forgotten they were in the middle of a jumping club. He searched the floor madly over Ichigo's bent shoulder trying to spot blonde hair. It was no use with the flashing strobe lights flashing different colored lights everywhere. He tried the patio next but it was blocked by the human ocean of seething bodies. Then he was being dragged again, towards the exit this time. He yanked on his captured hand. Ichigo only squeezed harder in warning.
"Damn neanderthal!" He shouted it once they were free of the stifling noise of the club, and him past the startled door attendant. "What damn right do you have to drag me from the club?"
Ichigo whirled on him, golden brown eyes blazing with fury. "What right do you have running away after you admitted you belonged to me?"
"That was under duress." He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with his free hand and gave Ichigo a frown that was meant to drop him dead.
Ichigo's hand snaked down his body to rub the evidence of reaction through his jeans. "This is duress?"
He flushed like a forest fire, feeling like one too. "I'm a young man, it's obvious I would react."
Ichigo's mouth curved into a mocking half smile, his eyes suddenly flinty. "Do you get turned on by anyone?"
"If they rub against me like a cat in heat, then yes." He snapped back oblivious to the sudden dangerous atmosphere, his cool completely evaporated. "Now let go!"
"No." Ichigo was moving again, towing him a long at a rapid pace.
Uryuu felt inevitability crashing down on him as Ichigo tugged him along, his grip like an iron shackle. He found himself pulled around the to the other side of the building and hemmed again. Electric silence crackled between them as both of them struggled with their separate desires. Uryuu wanting to get away before he was completely exposed and Ichigo wanting to expose the rawness of his craving for the strawberry. He struggled to maintain a composed mask. He knew if Ichigo would act on impulse as he always did.
Ichigo tipped his face up so he could see it more clearly, not allowing Uryuu to hide. Navy blue eyes met amber and sparked. The danger around him abated a little bit as Ichigo caught a hint of his vulnerability.
His breath escaped in a soft gust when Ichigo brushed his finger back and forth across his bottom lip. He saw his downfall in those eyes. The skin of his neck itched.
"Why did you run?"
Uryuu weighed his words carefully, but he couldn't lie to those eyes. "I found the collar and the toys." His voice was low. "I-" He couldn't go on.
Ichigo supplied the words. "And you didn't want to be collared." The voice caressed his skin, bright and silken. "And you were scared that you would allow it. If it were me."
It wasn't a question. They both remembered vividly Uryuu's capitulation that night.
"You don't have to be scared. I won't hurt you."
Uryuu licked his lip, nervous with the strawberry's proximity and regretted it instantly as the taste of Ichigo melted over his tongue. His eyes widened and he tried to jerk his head back only to run into the strip of wall behind him. Hazel eyes darkened and Ichigo pressed down, swiping the pad of his thumb across the sensitive inner velvet of his lip. Uryuu cursed inwardly as he began to tremble from the sensuous teasing.
"But I am going to collar you."
Uryuu started to protest and found his mind and body consumed in a conflagration of erotism as Ichigo caught his lip between his teeth, nibbling gently before sucking to sooth the tiny hurt. It was like they'd never separated, he fell into the kiss so easily. It always surprised him how gentle Ichigo could be. He'd always pictured him like a tornado in a glass shop. It knocked his high wall down a peg.
It started off slow, Ichigo rubbing softly in a bid for entrance, deepening the kiss gradually, melding their mouths together until he had no choice but to part his teeth and let him in. His tongue slid in just as slowly but not hesitant. Oh no never that. It was a patient savoring as if the strawberry was trying to commit every curve of his mouth to memory. He submerged him self in the steamy interior, slanting his head for complete access. His tongue slicked over Uryuu's in a hot, coaxing glide, until he was deeply entrenched. The patient conquering sent an arrow of sensual excitement down the center of his body, making it even harder. His shaft pulsed with each deliberate rub, and his fingers clenched in the material stretched across Ichigo's shoulders. He didn't even remember raising his hands.
"Mmmm." The husky groan vibrated through him, and he tensed as Ichigo's hand ran down his chest, over his sides and gripped his hips, reacquainting himself with Uryuu's lithe body. Ichigo pulled him forward, holding him firmly as he rolled his own hips, grinding the hard edges of their erections against one another. He moaned around Ichigo's tongue and suddenly the kiss was harder, more aggressive. The strawberry retreated, forged in strongly as if he couldn't be deep enough, couldn't get enough of his taste. All Uryuu could do was hold on, overwhelmed by the lushness, the delightful feel and taste of the man in his arms. The only thing that held him up now was his grip on Ichigo and Ichigo's grip on him. He didn't think about the fact that anyone could come around the corner and see them. He didn't care. He was rocked with dizzying sensation as Ichigo pumped against him almost lazily, his marauding mouth playing viking to his small homestead.
His inhibitions were dust. He met Ichigo stroke for stroke, thrust for thrust. Their tongues twined like twin flames, mouths feeding breaths back and forth, stoking the fire into searing glory. His head fell back on the wall as he surrendered completely. He was hot, his skin agitated by the tight constricting clothes. Reading his body language, Ichigo's hands pushed under his shirt, tracing over the smooth muscles of his abdomen. That was even better, the skin to skin contact sating a craving for the strawberry that he hadn't even realize still existed. He breathed harshly, every sense focused on the pleasure spreading out from the three focal points of contact. He felt as if he were going to explode into tiny shards of desire.
"Shit!" Just as sudden as the kiss started it ended, Ichigo withdrawing with a growl. " You fucking taste like peaches. Sweet just like I remembered." The words were rough and even that turned him on even more. He could imagine that voice whispering commands in the dark as Ichigo sated his every need.
His eyelids lifted, his mind moving in slow motion, too lost to come out quickly. Ichigo's eyes were glowing with greedy lust, a blush scoring the sharp blade of his cheekbones. He looked like a hungry tiger left without a meal for too long, stalking Uryuu's tongue as it licked across his lips, tasting the lingering flavor of Ichigo.
"Let's get out of here." The strawberry was tugging him again, leading him away from the club. He stumbled several steps before his fuzzy mind remembered that he'd left Fai and Kaza in the club.
"Wait! I can't just leave. My friends are..inside." He sounded like the melting wreck he was.
Ichigo snorted impatiently not even pausing. "They're grown right? I'm sure they can find their way back by themselves."
The sexy fog in his head cleared a little. "They'll worry. I can't just up and leave without telling them."
"You are."
Damn it! He was doing it again; acting like he was the King to Uryuu's subject and Uryuu could only obey his commands. "You selfish oaf!" He had to force the words out around his kiss swollen lips. "I can't leave without telling them, that is against friend etiquette."
Ichigo stopped trying to kidnap him, halting abruptly, his eyes suddenly alive with another emotion. "What kind of friends did you leave inside?"
"Well, not that kind."
Their heads jerked around, towards the source of the new voice and Uryuu almost screamed in relief. Fai stood with his arms crossed, brows raised as he took in the flushed couple. Ichigo's hand tightened pulling Uryuu into his body, a move to let the tall blonde know exactly where he stood, as he turned fully to face him.
"You are?"
Fai laughed at the combative tone. "Fai and you must be Ichigo."
"Right." Ichigo's tone was brusque with thwarted lust. "Uryuu is going with me. Any problems with that?"
Fai shook his head, eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'm fine with it, but what about him?"
Amber eyes turned to meet blue in a clash of wills. "You have a problem with that?" Ichigo challenged.
He was thinking more clearly now, Fai's presence knocking him right out of the lewd stupor the strawberry had kissed him into. "Damned neanderthal! Of course I have a problem with that! I'm not leaving my friends." But it was more than that. He could feel a ghost collar around his neck. He'd been that close to granting Ichigo any wish he desired and he would have done it gladly. Ichigo searched his eyes for a long moment, smiling slightly at what he saw.
"Fine. But tell me how to get in touch with you and I'll let you go for now."
Uryuu's eyes snapped in refusal. "Like I-"
"President's dorm, room 3501."
"Arrgh!" Uryuu turned that fierce glare on Fai, promising a slow agonizing death. "What the hell?"
Ichigo smirked. "I think I like this friend." He pressed a quick kiss on Uryuu's lips. "I'll pick you up tomorrow at five. Maybe we'll catch a movie."
"What?" Uryuu gaped at Ichigo's retreating back. He watched until he disappeared back into the club without even a backward glance. Then he rounded on Fai. " What in the hell were you thinking? Why did you tell him that?"
"What in the hell were you thinking? Letting that sexy beast get away?" Fai quipped, shaking his head.
"I hope you get collared!" He snapped back. "Then let's see how fast you run!"
Fai rolled his eyes, shrugging his shoulders, unconcerned. "As if I would let that happen. There's no one strong enough or sexy enough to get away with it. Let's go get Kaza and go home. Oh and by the way, your glasses are fogged."
Xover
I know it's going slow but there's going to be a lot of ahem 'foreplay'
Until Next Time………
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