Will You Marry Me ? by Jaya ______________________________________________________________________________
Disclaimer: Yadda yadda yadda. You all know the dril. 3/12/01 By: Jaya to Totally Rockin ~ * ~ It was dark by the time Seiji's car finally pulled up in front of his apartment building that night. He was tired, his head hurt he knew he should have stopped on the way to get something to eat, but he was too tired. All he wanted to do was to curl up in his favorite chair under the window and forget the day had ever even happened, or that tomorrow was coming. Slowly he climbed out of the car, grabbing his bag off the seat, the blond slammed the car door closed behind him. He turned and began to walk unhurriedly across the pavement towards the elevator entrance on the other side of the parking garage. For a moment he let his mind wander back wondering if the car door was locked, but dismissed it with a sigh. /Doesn't matter, for on night./ He told himself, trying to believe his words. Brushing his blond hair out of his eyes, Seiji hit the elevator button. Leaning back against the wall, he closed his eyes for a moment, taking a slow deep breath, and letting it out just as slowly. Then the door opened, the few moments of peace that had tried to settle in where lost int he second. Stepping out of the elevator and into the dimly lit hall, Seiji yawned. Pausing a moment there, he glanced both ways as if not sure which way he had to go. Deciding he turned to the right, and walked to the end of hall way. Taking a few minutes to dig his keys out of his pocket. Seiji finally pushed his way into the small apartment in which he'd made his home for the past few months. The place was almost spotless, except for the remains of last nights supper still in the sink, a couple of magazines he's forgotten to put away last night. Well actually he hadn't forgotten, he's sorta fell asleep on the table reading one of them. Shaking his head ruthfully, Seiji tossed his bag onto the table, and pulled his coat off. It had been a long last few days. /A hot shower sounds really, really good./ He thought to himself as he glanced around the room. /With my luck their won't be any hot water left.../ Taking a moment to dig through his draw, Seiji finally found his last clean pair of PJ's. Normally he preferred to sleep with nothing on or at least a pair of boxers. However this place was too cold to sleep without anything on, as he'd found quick quickly after moving in, so he'd taken to sleeping in a pair of loose fitting PJ pants, he'd borrowed from Shin the last time he'd been back at the mansion. They wouldn't have been his first pick, but still they were warmer then they looked. So either way it worked, besides he reasoned, no one saw him when he slept anyway. It had been sometime since Seiji and Touma had broken up, they two deciding that it just wasn't working. Seiji hasn't been with anyone since that day, though he'd thought about going out and finding someone. A one night stand thing, he'd never actually done it. He knew that Ryo and Touma where happy together, just as Shin and Shu were quite happy in the agreement that they had come to, between themselves. /Which leaves me out alone in a damn cold apartment./ He thought with a sigh. Even though it had been some time and Seiji had in a sense come to terms with the pairing off of his friends. It still hurt sometimes to remember what he had, had once. Or what could have been his if maybe he'd only tried a little harder. /But no you had to go and blow it, didn't you Date?/ The blond rolled his eyes at his sarcastic mental voice as he closed the bathroom door. Despite the fact that he was in the apartment alone and the doors were locked, for some reason he still closed the doors. He'd reasoned a while ago that it was a mental thing, either that or the side effect of living in a house with a bunch of other guys for a few years. Setting his towel and the PJ's on the side of the minuscule sink, that stood in the corner. Seiji turned on the water in the shower to let it run for a few minutes, praying that there would be enough hot water left for him to at least get most of his shower through. /It's late enough that I might just get lucky./ He through, stifling another yawn, as he began to pull off his cloths. They felt good to get off, start to feel as if they had grown on him. /Yuck./ Seiji haven't always been one for cleanliness shuddered at that thought. /If this keeps up, I'm going to have to start taking showers in the morning to.. Even if the water is freezing./ ~ * ~ About half an hour later, he stepped out of the bathroom again, still trying to dry his wild, blond hair with the too small towel that was by this point soaked beyond repair. With a sigh he tossed the towel into the corner not really caring where it landed at the moment. Then he began to gather up all the dirty cloths that sat around the room in neat piles. Tossing them into the cloths hamper, he slammed it shut with a rather satisfied grin. /Have to do laundry tomorrow./ He thought, quickly writing a reminder on the white board that hung on the wall next to the small barrier between the tinny kitchen and the rest of the room. /No matter what the others say. I hate doing laundry./ He added sourly, glaring at the dishes in the sink. /But they can wait till tomorrow./ He thought turning away. / I don't have to go to work until noon tomorrow.../ Running a hand through his wet locks, Seiji stepped back out into the main part of the room. /Just what I want to do spend all my free time cleaning up this place, lovely./ For the first time that day he let his tired violet eyes travel across the room towards the bed. That was the first time he realized that there was someone in his bed. Well more honestly on his bed. Seiji couldn't see the face of the person, the shadows in the room where centered around the head of the bed. But the pair of black boots, and black legs was all too clear against the faded light green blanket that covered the white sheets underneath. "Welcome home Seiji." A low voice said quietly. "I've been waiting for you." The blond sighed and leaned back against the wall. "Anubis what the hell are you doing here? In my bed? At one in the morning?" Anubis laughed. "Oh wouldn't you just love to know, Seiji-kun." Slowly he sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. "Well maybe I just don't want to tell you? How about that?" There was a gleam in the dark haired Masho's dark eyes as he grinned. "Tired?" "No really? What do you think?" Seiji retorted, turning his back on Anubis and walking over the window, not in the mood to list to the others chatter. "I would like to go to bed now, if you don't mind leaving. It's been a long day. No it's been a long week. So good bye, Anubis, come back when I'm in the mood." "Mmmm I would, but I can't." Anubis stood up. "You see I decided something today." Finally when he decided that Anubis wasn't going to finish his statement, Seiji's curiosity got the better of him. "What did you decided?" He asked finally, not turning away from the window. "Oh I don't know if I should tell you... It might ruin the surprise. I don't think I want to do that." "I didn't know you thought, period." Seiji muttered. "Awe come on Seiji." Anubis stood up. "I'm not that bad, am I? See here you go. I got of your bed, now you can go to bed? How's that?" "With you here? I think not." Seiji shook his head. "Awe man, maybe I should have waited for another night." "Would have been a good idea." Anubis chuckled softly coming up behind Seiji. "Alright, then fine. Be a spoil sport if you want, but I'm not leaving, and as long as I'm here you might just like my offer." "What offer?" He turned to look at the other man, a slightly curious look on his face. "You never said anything about an offer." "Well, recently a little piece of information came my way. And you see when I heard this piece of information, I thought well maybe now is my chance. Here's my chance, to do something I've always wanted to do." He grinned. "You wana know what that is Seiji? You do I can see it in your eyes?" /I will not ask. I will not ask. I will not ask. I will not ask./... Seiji glared out the window, hearing Anubis's chuckle behind him. /Oh to hell with it. Who cares./ He turned around again and asked before his pride got the better of him. "I knew you were interested." The Masho's eyes twinkled evilly. Well you see Seiji it's like that. Ever since I first met you, I knew I wanted you. Even after you and Touma got together, I thought that maybe there was still a chance. And then I heard that the two of you had broken up and that him and Ryo are quiet happy together now. So I thought that maybe, now was my chance..." "I see..." Seiji's voice trailed off as the full extent of Anubis's works sunk in. Though Anubis could never match, Sh'ten for looks, or Rajura for quiet charm, or Naaza in his own crazy way. There was a certain appeal about Anubis, that was all his own, it had been something that Seiji had thought about quite a bit during the first part of the war. Even though he'd been an enemy, that never meant that one couldn't fantasize. "Is that a want as in, lust, or a want as in love, or a want as in want?" He asked finally. "As in all three." Anubis said softly, closing the distance between them, he kiss Seiji full on the mouth, before the blond could do anything. For a moment, Seiji resisted then kiss. Then slowly he gave into it. After giving in, the blond began to kiss back, as they progressed from a simple kiss into something more. Something hard, and hot, something filled more with longing and lust then with the gentle caress of love. Finally, they pulled away. For a long time the two stood there, staring at each other, as if daring the other to make the first move. Violet against deep blue. Seiji feeling something he hadn't felt in a long time, something that came only in dreams and disappear upon waking. While Anubis, more along the lines of finally being within reach of grasping something he'd only dreamed of, for too many years. Tired of waiting, and getting no signs of refusals from the blond, Anubis, slowly reached over and pushed Seiji's PJ's shirt off his shoulder. Having never gotten around to buttoning it, it came off quite quickly. With a grin he stepped away, and pulled off his own jacket tossing it into the corner. Taking Seiji's hands, Anubis pushed him back onto the bed. "Relax, Date and just watch." He whispered running a finger down Seiji's bare chest, pausing for a moment to play with one of his nipples before stepping away again. With a teasing little grin, Anubis slowly began to pull off his dark shirt. Moving his body in a fluid teasing movement as he did so. Finally it came off, joining his jacket on the floor. Carefully, the Masho ran his hands across his own body, turning in place as he did so. "Shoulders." he whispered in a husky voice. "Stomach. Mmmmm... And everything else." Slowly he pulled off one boot and then the other, laughing as Seiji just watched a rather fixed expression on his face. /Either he's totally lost it, or he really is tired./ Anubis thought, with a grin. /Well I heat him up fast... Just as soon as I get out of these damn tight pants./ Dispensing with the boots as fast as he could, he unzipped his pants, slowly and subtitle, pausing there to stretch. Running his fingers through his hair, with a lazy grin. "Come on Seiji." he whispered sauntering over to the bed. "Take 'em off." Seiji replied, forcing a board expression onto his face. "Tisk, Tisk. Not getting board are we?" Anubis asked as he began to push his pants now. "Just when I was starting to have some fun." Kicking them off he walked over to the bed, having nothing else on under neath. "See Date I came prepared." "Yeah I can see that." Came the bland response. Though Anubis thought he saw the hint of something playful in Seiji's eyes. Not waiting for an answer, Anubis leaned over the bed putting one hand on the other side of Seiji's body. The other he slipped between Seiji's slightly spread legs feeling him through the flimsy material of the PJ's. "Ooo, Seiji, your getting hard on me." Anubis laughed, as Seiji leaned forward cutting off the laugh with a hot kiss. Pulling Anubis down onto the bed with him. Ending up on top Seiji grinned down at Anubis. "Sorry if I was a little rough." He muttered. "It's been a long time." "Oh please, you haven't played rough, untill you try spending a night with Naaza, Sh'ten and Rajura, when Kayura wasn't around." No one protested, as Anubis pulled Seiji's PJ pants off leaving them both naked on the bed. Suseptable to the others gental touches, that soon became more urgent as things progressed. Seiji moaned softly into the pillow, his eyes shut as Anubis's hands and mouth did their work. The blond began to thrash his head back and forth on the pillow, a look or pure exstasy on his face. Till finally Anubis pulled away with an evil grin. "My turn." He softly into Seiji's ear as he trailed kisses up the tense body. With a hiss of displeasure, Seiji slowly rolled over rubbing his hips into the bed at bit as he went. Trying to alleaviate some of the pressure Anubis's mansterbation has brought forth. With an evil little grin, he flicked his tounge across the tip of Anubis's lenth, before slidding it into his mouth. All too soon, the Masho, felt himself reaching the edge. That done, he gently pushed Seiji's away, pulling the bond back down on the bed. "Let's play." Anubis whispered picking up the small file from the night stand. ... Later that night, the hot and heavy done and over with. Seiji slowly rolled over, as Anubis mumbled something and opened his eyes. "What ready for more already?" He mumbled. "And here I was thinking you were tired?" "Not any more." Seiji replied slowly licking his lips. "Unless your to tired for another go around?" "I thought the neighbors were fed up enough with us already?" Anubis chuckled. "Who cares about the damn neighbors. They do it all the time." Seiji muttered. This time Anubis laughed out right. "And I suppose you listen?" "It's not my fault if you can hear everything through this walls." "Sure why not." Anubis grinned. "Shall we give them something to dream about?" He asked brushing his dark blue hair out of his eyes. "Something to remember, neh?" Seiji nodded. "I'd love to." He whispered kissing Anubis's nose playfully. "And then you'll have to marry me." Anubis said, slipping his arms around Seiji. "So we can give the neighbors something to look foward to every night." For a moment the blond didn't say anything just staring at his new lover, not sure what to say. "Say that again in the morning, when I've had some more sleep." Seiji said. "Ok." Anubis replied. "Ready?" "For the last 10 minutes." ~ * ~ The next morning as Seiji hurried to get ready, (not in the best of moods mind you, despite the fun last night.) Quickly he pulled on a clean white shirt, the last in the pile that sat in the bottem of the draw in her dresser. Hunting for a clean pair of socks he finally pulled on a pair of dirty ones, that looked better then the rest. Pausing for a moment to glare at Anubis who was in the bed, still. Watching him with a lazy grin on his face. "Seiji?" "I'm going to be late." Seiji replied hurrying into the kitchen. "So why don't you just go back to sleep." Washing one od the dirty cups in the sink, the blond made himself a cup of tea knowing he'd not have time to drink it. But it was the simple quick preperations that helped sooth him somehow. The fimiliarity of the task. Then came the voice again. "Seiji?" With a sigh he runed back into the other room, the cup of tea forgotten on the counter. Grabbing his bag he set it on the small table in the corner of the room. Opening it began going through the contense to make sure he had everything. That done, Seiji closed the back with a snap. "What do you want?" "Seiji?" Rolling his eyes Seiji walked over to the door, to retrevie his shoes. He sat down in the only chair in the apartment and pulled them on. Tieing his should, Seiji picked up the back and started towards the door. "Seiji?" "WHAT?!?" Anubis smiled. "Will you marry me?" The dark haired Masho asked just grinning at him from the bed. Seiji threw his hands in the air. "I DON'T KNOW. RIGHT NOW I'M GOING TO BE LATE! I HAVE NO CLEAN CLOTHS LEFT, THE DISHES STILL AREN'T DONE, AND I'M TIRED!" With that he stormed out of the room, leaving Anubis chuckling at his out burst. /Oh, Date your soo much fun when your angry./ ~ * ~ It was late again that evening when Seiji got back, but no later then usual. He was feeling a little bit better then he had been the day before. Through he was feeling rather sheepish about his out burst that morning. /I don't know what got into me/ he thought to himself as he stepped out of the elevator. /That wasn't like me at all... I wonder if Anubis will be there.../ Shaking it off with a sigh, Seiji put thoughts of Anubis out of his mind. /He's a Masho of course he won't be there. Just a one night stand thing. Who am I kidding./ Pushing open the door, Seiji kicked off his shoes and walked slowly into the apartment glancing towards the bed despite himself. But there were no black boots there tonight. Still there was something different. Walking into the kitchen, Seiji almost droped his bag. There were no dirty dishes in the skin, and the place looked like it had all been.. /CLEANED!/ Hurring into the other room, he found a clean pile of cloths on the table, and not a speck of dirt anywhere. Setting his bag on the table, Seiji slowly walked over to the pile of cloths. On top of them was a little note. Writen on white paper and folded twice only. Picking it up he carefully he unfolded the paper. To: Date Seiji From: Yami Masho Konbanwa Seiji-san. Will you Marry me? I'll be back later for your answer. Shaking his head, Seiji set the paper down on the table wondering at Anubis. /What the hell is he up? He can't possibly be serious?/ ... He began to put the cloths away. /Can he?/ Puting Anubis and the note out of his thoughts, Seiji began to make dinner, suddenly realizing he hadn't eating since lunch around 10:30 that morning. ~ * ~ The End?
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