Yumi shivered slightly as she stepped quickly down the sidewalk. The weather was changing a little faster than she had expected. It was getting darker by the second, and the city began to light up before her eyes. She smiled to herself as she walked along. Yumi loved the city, and it was such a nice night to be out. She was so busy admiring her surroundings that she almost didn't hear her phone ringing. She quickly snapped to attention and pulled it out of her pocket, flipping it open. Her mother was calling.

    "Hello?"

    "Yumi, where are you?" Mother asked with a tone of worry.

    "I'm on my way to Aya's house. Didn't you see my note? I left it on the kitchen counter."

    "Oh.. oh here it is. I'm sorry. Does Aya's mother know you're coming?"

    "Yes, everything is worked out. I will be home before noon tomorrow."

    "Okay then, don't bother that poor woman too much, Yumi."

    "She won't even know we're there. Goodbye, Mama-san."

    Yumi hung up and returned the phone to the pocket of her old wool coat. She hated lying to her mother. Aya's mother was out of town on buisness and wouldn't return until next Friday. Yumi wasn't the trouble making type, but she knew that this was the only chance she had to get any real alone time with Aya. The adorable girl who sat in front of her in class. The one who shared the same love for music and art. The one who wore her skirt just short enough to send sweat dripping down Yumi's chest, without actually looking like a whore. She was hypnotized at just the thought of the events that would take place tonight.

    Time went by quickly, and Yumi soon found herself at Aya's front door. She knocked, and stood awkwardly in the cold. For a moment it was silent all around her. She frowned at the thought that Aya may not even answer the door. Of course this was not the case.

    "Yumi-chan!" Aya exclaimed, pulling her by the arm into the warm air of the house.

    "Nice to see you too," Yumi giggled. She slid out of her shoes and looked around at all of the adorable decor. It was immediately apparent that Aya's mother had a decent amount of money.

    "You can bring your bag into my room," Aya said with a smile, pulling Yumi down the hallway. She was so agressive sometimes. Of course, Yumi didn't mind.

    They reached Aya's room, and Yumi looked around in wonder as she placed her bag at the foot of Aya's perfectly made bed. The walls were pink, but covered in posters from different musical artists that Yumi and Aya both enjoyed. She turned to Aya and gave her a shy smile. Aya smiled back and took Yumi by the hand.

Her skin was warm and soft, and very, very inviting. Yumi couldn't help but blush. She let Aya pull her over to the bedside, and she sat down. Aya sat beside her, their hands still intertwined. 

    "You look nice. And you smell good too," Aya said, leaning in to take a gentle whiff of Yumi's hair.

    "Thank you... you look nice as well..." Yumi almost whispered, turning her head to meet Aya face to face. They looked each other in the eye for what seemed like a century. Aya leaned in slowly and their lips met. Chills ran up and down Yumi's spine. She kissed back, pressing her lips firmly into Aya's. They stayed that way for a moment before their tongues finally met. The taste wasn't bitter as Yumi expected, but was actually slightly sweet. The world slowly faded away and all Yumi could think about was her pounding heart and clammy skin. Without thinking, she pushed Aya backwards onto the bed. Aya blushed and smiled deviously as Yumi crawled ontop of her. 

    "You look good from this point of view," Aya joked.

    "And you look good as well, laying there all defenseless," Yumi replied, licking her lips. She had been dying to get Aya in this position.

    She leaned down and brushed her lips against Aya's neck before kissing it firmly all over. She felt Aya shift under her, and then felt her hands sliding slowly down her back. Aya grabbed onto the back of Yumi's shirt and pulled it over her head. Yumi continued to kiss Aya's neck, licking it playfully. Aya kissed Yumi's shoulder and chest, rubbing her back. Yumi gave a nervous sigh as Aya fumbled with the snaps on her bra. Yumi's chest was soon exposed, and covered in goosebumps. She pulled Aya's shirt off as well, and practically ripped her out of her bra. Aya blushed bright red, and pushed Yumi backwards, aggressively removing both of their pants. The only thing that stood between them was bright frills and lace. Aya pressed her body against Yumi's as she licked her nipple lightly, and then more forcefully. Yumi sighed in pleasure and ran her fingers through Aya's soft, silky hair.

    Aya kissed Yumi's skin with an irresistible force, making her way down to Yumi's waistline. She pulled on Yumi's panties playfully and looked up at her with a sly grin. Yumi couldn't help but blush. She nodded slightly, and almost gasped for air as she was stripped completely naked. She felt so exposed, and so vulnerable. For a moment she became uneasy. Aya pushed Yumi's legs apart slowly, eyes widening. She leaned in, breathing lightly on Yumi's small, pink pussy. She cautiously pressed her hot, wet tongue into it, discovering that it was already drenched. 

   "Yumi-chan, you're so wet already. I haven't even started yet."

    "I can't help it. You're just so..." Yumi trailed off as Aya began to lick her soaked vagina, deeper each time. She lapped at it playfully and looked up, her eyes wide and glossy. She let out a soft moan as she slid her tongue deeper into Yumi. Yumi moaned with her, fidgeting a little, trying to control herself.
    "It feels so good, Aya-san..." Yumi whimpered, biting her lip in pleasure.
    "It's amazing... you taste so sweet," Aya winked up at her. She licked Yumi's dripping pussy rapidly, her tongue flicking Yumi's sensitive clit. This sent spasms through Yumi's body and she couldn't help but to groan out in excitement. She took Aya by the hair and pulled her head up. She then pushed Aya down and spread her legs. Aya blushed and looked at Yumi anxiously. Yumi grinned as she grabbed Aya by the waist and forcefully pulled her closer. The two intertwined their legs, and Yumi gave a thrust forward. She moved her hips around and let out a deep breath as she felt her skin meet Aya's. The two worked together, grinding their hips back and forth, side to side.
    "You're pussy is so wet... please give me more.. give it to me harder," Aya moaned, gripping Yumi's waist.
    "You like that?" Yumi teased, thrusting hard several times. They both groaned in pure pleasure and exchanged hot breaths.
    Aya grabbed Yumi by the shoulders and threw her onto her back, grabbing her by the waist and thrusting hard. She leaned down and sunk her teeth into Yumi's neck, leaving a bright purple bruise.
    "Ahh! Aya-san... yes! Leave your mark all over me!" Yumi whined, pulling Aya's hair. Aya bit her again, right above her nipple. Yumi winced in pain, but then gave a sigh of relief. Slowly, Aya trailed her soft fingers down Yumi's stomach, and then slid one single finger up the slippery, wet surface of Yumi's vagina. Yumi closed her eyes and clung to Aya, holding her tight. Aya then shoved her finger into Yumi, twisting it around and around. She began to move in and out.
    "You're so tight..." she whispered in Yumi's ear. She continued to finger Yumi, harder and faster each second. She pulled back and gave one large push, hitting the back of Yumi's warm insides. She then smiled deviously as she entered with a second finger. It became just as soaking wet as the first. Yumi wailed in delight as Aya finger fucked her with all her might. Her fingers slid in and out with growing ease, and she twisted them around, rubbing Yumi in places she never thought possible. Yumi dug her nails into Aya's back and moaned louder and louder into her ear. Aya continued to fuck Yumi, hitting the back of her tight pussy with extreme force.
    "Ahh...Aya! I.. I think I'm gonna cum! Oh, Aya-san, I'm cumming!"
    Aya finger fucked Yumi as hard as she possibly could, moaning lightly and biting her lip. Yumi let out a loud, long groan and pulled on Aya's hair as her body tightened, and hot, sticky fluid spilled out all over Aya's hand.
    Yumi panted and fell to the matress, wiping sweat from her brow. She looked up at Aya and became extremely red. Aya grinned as she slid her fingers across Yumi's soaked and tired pussy. She licked them cautiously at first, and then excitedly. Yumi blushed even more, giving a nervous, side ways smile. Aya giggled and kissed Yumi. They both blushed and looked around at the mess they made.
    "I can clean this up later.." Aya said, shrugging. Yumi nodded and gave a guilty smile.
     "Aya-san," Yumi mumbled, "I'm hungry." Aya laughed and rolled off of Yumi, grabbing her clothes up from the floor. "Follow me to the kitchen," she laughed, taking Yumi by the hand.
    The next morning, Yumi stood at Aya's doorstep. They had shared a bed that night, but sadly, they were both much too tired to have any more fun. They passed out as soon as they hit the matress.
    "Do you have to leave so soon?" Aya whined.
    "I promised my mother I'd be home before noon, and I'm already running late. But I will see you at school tomorrow. I promise!"
    "Okay, okay, hurry home. Don't get lost."
    "I live only a few blocks away, I'll be fine," Yumi laughed, and then turned to walk down the front steps.
    "Yumi-chan, wait!" Aya called, following after her. She grabbed Yumi by the shoulders and gave her one last, passionate kiss. They both turned red. Yumi smiled and hugged Aya once more before making her way down the sidewalk. She blushed all the way home.

Nice Guys Don't Always Finish Last

This is a fanfiction story about NigaHiga and KevJumba. I don't actually know what happened before the "Nice Guys" video shoot, but in my imagination, it went a little something like this.   
    It was hot. 95 degrees, to be exact. "What a perfect time for the air conditioning to break," Ryan thought to himself. His eyes scanned back and forth, passing over many loud, overweight tourists. Thats all you ever saw at the local airport. Ryan continued to look all around, and a waving arm caught his eye. Kevin jogged over to the car, suitcase in hand.
    "Hey, dude! Long time no see," Kevin said with a large, sincere smile.
    "I know man. Oh, and you can just toss that in the back," Ryan replied.
    Kevin put his suitcase in the back of the car and took a seat next to Ryan. He was careful when handling the hot seatbelt. The two boys headed back to Ryan's house.
    "Hawaii is amazing, but it's so damn hot. I bet I'll lose like, 20 pounds just from sweating so much," Kevin joked, looking out the window at all of the beautiful scenery, as if he had never been to Hawaii before. Each visit was new to him, it seemed. Ryan always liked that about Kevin. He was so optimistic, and always had a smile on his face.
    "So about this video...what exactly is it going to be about again?" Ryan asked, looking over to Kevin.
    "We're playing douchebags who want girlfriends."
    "...Isn't that what we are now, Kev?"
    Kevin thought about this for a moment and then let out a chuckle."I guess you're right," he grinned.
    Ryan looked back to Kevin and immediately felt a twist in his gut. A single drop of sweat trailed from the back of Kevin's neck, all the way down his chest, dissappearing into his black v-neck. Ryan quickly put his eyes back on the road. This was not the first time this had happened. When Kevin left Hawaii the last time, something had changed. Ryan started having dreams about the two of them. He had spent many days thinking about these dreams and how they were nothing...but in reality, they were something. Ryan liked Kevin. Of course, he liked Kevin. But was it normal to want him? To want Kevin near him every second of the day? In this very moment, watching Kevin gave Ryan the same feeling he got from watching his attractive neighbor take her morning jog. And that was not normal.
    The boys had finally arrived at Ryan's house, and made their way to the guest room.
    "This is your bed. You can just sit your stuff over there," Ryan said, pointing to an empty corner of the room.
    "It kinda feels like when I go to stay with my grandparents. You look kinda like my grandma," Said Kevin, laughing happily as he opened his luggage.
    "Yeah man, real fun--" ... Kevin's underwear. Kevin's underwear had spilled out of his suitcase. Ryan had never known what type of underwear Kevin wore, and never bothered to find out. Did it matter? Why did it matter?
    "Dude whats wrong?" Said Kevin as he stood and walked over to the now quiet Ryan. He gave him a little shove and smiled. Ryan's natural instict was to shove back. He then realized he had created a masculinity contest.
    "Bring it on, NinjaHinja," Kevin said, a stern look on his face. Ryan looked at the ground for a moment before lunging at Kevin, arms out. He grabbed Kevin's shoulders and swung him sideways onto the neatly made bed. Kevin laughed as he pulled the ninja down with him, both of their bodies crashing onto the matress, side by side. Ryan took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling, and the two began to laugh. Kevin kicked off his shoes and made himself comfortable, laying horizontally on the bed.
    "That was nostalgic. Too bad my dad won't wrestle like that anymore. You'd be a good match for him, actually."
    "Are you saying I wrestle as if I was your dad's age? Dude, I just murdered you. You have no--" Ryan began to sit up and stopped mid-sentence again. Kevin looked up at him, confused. Ryan began to blush. Kevin's shirt had fallen perfectly, revealing just a small amount of Kevin's toned middle. Ryan felt his cheeks get hot and he quickly turned away.
    "Sorry, I got a...uhm...a scratch in my throat. You...you ever get those?" Ryan studdered.
    "Yeah, sometimes. Here, let me get it," Kevin said quickly as he reached around to deliver a karate chop to Ryan's throat. Ryan winced and fell back on the bed.
    "Dammit, Kev..." Ryan stopped to think of a way to retaliate. If he could have his way, he'd simply pin his friend untill he begged to be let up. However, the two were lying on a bed. Would that make it gay...? Of course. Ryan asked himself if he, was infact, gay. He had been having "gay" thoughts lately. Would Kevin be...offended? Ryan didn't care. He had always been the type of kid to do what he wanted, when he wanted. He had always been himself, despite others. He had assumed this was the cause of his high subscriber count.
    Ryan grabbed Kevin's wrists and pinned them to the bed. He got ontop of Kevin, looking down at him seriously. Kevin's face also fell into seriousness, and then into confusion. Ryan closed his eyes and sighed, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on Kevin's lips.
    "What the hell did I just do..."  Ryan thought to himself as he pulled away. Kevin was silent.
    "Sorry..." Ryan said quietly.
    "It's...i-it's okay... I.. uhm, I kind of...liked it," Kevin replied, cheeks becoming a bright red.
    "What's this mean?" Ryan asked after a long moment of silence between the two.
    "It means that we're two very open minded guys," Kevin joked.
     And with that, Ryan leaned down to kiss Kevin again.


To be continued
   
    

  

The Perfect Partners (Light x L fanfiction YAOI)

    This is a yaoi fanfiction story about Light Yagami and L, the lead characters in the Deathnote series. It takes place in the suite that L and Light stay in during there investigation, and it is after Light has lost all memory of having the Deathnote. He does not remember anything about being Kira and does not remember Ryuk or Rem. Enjoy!

    Light stared into the dark. The sheets that surrounded him were cool against his bare torso. It was silent, except for Ryuzaki's gentle breaths. "This is so unnecessary..." he thought to himself. Suddenly, his arm was pulled away from his body as Ryuzaki rolled over. The cold metal rubbed against his wrist. Light couldn't wait until the day he was free from these damn hand cuffs.
    "Mmrmm...Light.." said a small, feeble voice. "What?" Light replied. "I need a glass of water..." Ryuzaki said, yawning. "You need one?" Light asked wearily. Instead of answering, Ryuzaki simply dragged Light out of bed. "What the...Ryuzaki! Stop! Wait up! Stop pulling so hard.." Light pleaded, the metal cuff leaving a mark on his wrist. Ryuzaki continued to pull Light all the way to the fridge. Light waited patiently as Ryuzaki filled a small cup with water and proceeded to drink it. They both made their way back to the small bedroom, side by side this time.
    "No more getting up. It's 2 AM." Light said angrily. "Of course Light-kun...sorry.." Ryuzaki said sweetly. They both climbed into the bed and covered up. "Light-kun... why would he call me that. It's so girly." Light thought to himself. "I can't do this anymore. Ryuzaki doesn't understand that dudes just don't belong chained up together." Light turned his head, watching Ryuzaki's chest move up and down as he drifted into sleep. "He is kind of cute... almost like something straight out of an anime for teen girls. I don't remember why I used to have a hatred for him." "Light?" Ryuzaki whispered. "....What?" Light replied. "I...uh..have to use the restroom."
     The next morning, Light stood next to Ryzuaki in the small kitchen area of their suite. "What would you like for breakfast?" Ryuzaki asked, almost sounding motherly. "Can you even cook?" Light said, his stomach growling. "Not really...hmm...what about Misa-san? Can she cook?" Ryuzaki asked. Ah yes, Misa Amane. Light was dating this bright, bouncy young girl...but she didn't really feel like his "girlfriend". It was just kind of a title she gave herself. He had just decided that it would be best for the investigation to keep Misa happy. She had seemed to have alot of information about Kira, though she had been seeming rather blank lately. "I don't think Misa can do much of anything besides talk." Light mumbled. Their stomachs growled in unison. "I'm so hungry Light-kun..." Ryuzaki whined, looking up at Light with big eyes. "Dammit...there he goes again, being cute. What the hell is his problem? Is he so affectionate around other people?" Light frowned, until he caught a glimpse of Ryuzaki's puppy dog eyes. His heart felt a strange flutter. He quickly frowned again, realizing that wasn't normal. "Ryuzaki I...I..gotta use the bathroom." He quickly stuttered, dragging Ryuzaki out of the kitchen. He was forced to leave the bathroom door cracked, due to the chain connecting him to Ryuzaki. He looked in the mirror with a dark frown. "What the hell just happened...that was odd. He just looked so cute...No! Snap out of it Light. He's not a girl or anything like that. You like Shiori. She's hot, and female. You are not gay." Light gave his reflection a reassuring nod. Remembering that he was supposed to be using the restroom, he flushed the toilet and washed his hands. He then opened the door and walked out. Ryuzaki looked at him blankly. "Now what? We can't eat. We can't bathe. Well actually we could.." "No! Not now...although you really are starting to stink.." Light joked. Ryuzaki blushed. "Really?" he asked. "I don't know, I've never taken the time to smell you." Light answered. "Can you? Can you please smell me?" Ryuzaki asked innocently. Light raised an eyebrow at him, looking confused. He was given the same puppy dog look as before, and he felt the flutter again. He sighed, shaking his head. Slowly, he leaned in to smell Ryuzaki around his neck. His long hair brushed against Light's nose. Light's eyes met Ryuzaki's and he felt a sudden loss of breath. And then, everything changed. His whole world was flipped upside down. Ryuzaki's lips met his, and he felt as though the kiss was holding them together, rather than the chain. Lights heart began beating faster and faster, almost tearing right through his chest. Before his thoughts could catch up with his actions, the bond was broken. Ryuzaki stood, blushing. "What the.." Light began. "Light-kun...I...I'm so sorry! I'm disgusting! I'm such a bad person. I'm sorry!" Ryuzaki wailed. "What the hell. Why did he kiss me? Why is he apologizing? He always acts so cocky...now he's acting like a baby." So many thoughts flooded Light's mind. "Ryuzaki shut up!" He yelled suddenly, looking at the boy with wide eyes. "Don't feel bad..." he said gently. Ryuzaki looked at him for a moment before pulling him into a tight embrace. Light's stomach did back flips. "You always acted so cold before. I didn't like it. And now you're so different, Light-kun. You're so nice to me. You're my friend...and I've never really had a friend." Ryuzaki explained. "Friends don't kiss friends." Light said blankly. "I suppose you're right. It just kind of came over me. Do...d-do you still want to help with the investigation?" Ryuzaki stuttered. "Ryuzaki-kun...one little kiss isn't going to stop us from catching Kira. And...I didn't really mind it." Light blushed. Ryuzaki smiled and let out a sigh of relief.
    The two partners sat across the coffee table, blushing at one another. "Ryuzaki-kun...I think you're cute. This is odd to me. But lately I have been paying more attention. You've been acting differently as well. Calling me 'Light-kun'... and giving me this poor little puppy dog look. I want to catch Kira. And I want to do it together. I think that I'd do anything as long as you were with me." Light confessed. "We do make pretty good partners. Even when we don't agree. But Light-kun...there is still a 10% chance that you're Kira." Ryuzaki said. Light glared at Ryuzaki. "I told you, I'm NOT Kira!" He argued. "Yes, Light. I know you told me." Ryuzaki said, chuckling. Light shook his head and looked across the table, blushing again. "Ryuzaki-kun..can we...uhmm..kiss again?" He asked weakly. "What about Shiori-san. She wouldn't appreciate you kissing me." Ryuzaki smirked. "He's acting like his old, cocky self. And I don't mind.." Light thought to himself as he walked around the table and pulled his partner into a firm kiss. The chain around their wrists seemed to fade away.

Please leave a comment letting me know if you enjoyed this story! I will be writing a sequel soon.