Truly

Truly

A/N: As promised, here is my Valentine’s Day fic. I hope you all enjoy this; I can barely see due to sleep deprivation. Oh, that reminds me; please forgive any errors that may be present in this story. My brain wasn’t at its sharpest when I beta’d this.

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The hum of a vibrating cell phone woke Athrun early in the morning. He planned to make their first Valentine’s Day very special. They were watching movies the previous night, and Athrun purposely fell asleep on the couch. Kira was an equally light sleeper, and he knew it would be impossible to sneak out otherwise. He changed into some clothes he had stashed the day before, and silently left the lifeless apartment.

Athrun’s day was going to consist of crazed running around the city and a lot of shopping. Both were incredibly tiring for the boy. It was a brisk morning and still slightly dark. Deciding he needed breakfast, he walked a few blocks to a small place he and Kira frequented often. Kira loved their French toast. They were just opening as Athrun arrived, and he was greeted warmly as he stepped inside. The entire room was extravagantly decorated for the occasion-- they mostly catered to couples. He ate leisurely, visiting with the waitress and enjoying his meal thoroughly. The first place he had to go wouldn’t be open for another hour or so, and his helper was not expecting him for a while.

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Groggily, Kira climbed out of bed. They were awake quite late last night, but he could never seem to force himself to sleep past eight. He knew Athrun did not come to bed with him, but was surprised to find his spot still uninhabited in the morning. He showered, assuming his friend was still sleeping on the couch, oblivious to the significance of this day. He emerged from the bathroom invigorated, but underdressed. ‘Maybe…’ he thought to himself before heading to the livingroom, still completely nude. He was thinking of giving Athrun an early Valentine’s present. However, when he discovered an empty livingroom, he was crestfallen. He could not believe Athrun had forgotten Valentine’s Day.

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Athrun was in a cab heading towards the opposite end of the city. He did not know much about this romantic stuff, and had asked Lacus if she would mind accompanying him for the day. She agreed, saying she had nothing better to do during the day anyways. Together, they had determined a vague plan of what Athrun wanted to happen. However, he still was not entirely sure how everything would fall together. He sent her a text to make sure she was ready for when he got there; by the time they got to their first destination time would be running short.

Lacus came running down the sidewalk just as the taxi pulled up to her house. It was cold outside, and Lacus was only wearing a light dress. Also, this light dress happened to be, perhaps, the pinkest…thing…Athrun had ever seen.

“Hello, Athrun,” greeted Lacus as she climbed into the idling car.

Athrun shivered as the cold rushed into the warm vehicle. “Hi,” replied Athrun, “thanks again for coming with me…” He instructed the driver where to go next.

“It’s no problem,” said Lacus, “besides, I know you’re completely hopeless when it comes to this sort of thing.” She loved to poke fun at how poorly their relationship had gone. Athrun wanted to tell her that maybe it was because he was GAY! However, she was doing him a favour and did not want to upset her. He tucked his little rebuttal away for later.

They were heading to a flower shop somewhere downtown; one Lacus highly recommended. ‘She had better be right for the amount of time this is taking…’ thought Athrun as he gazed at his watch. The treacherous roads made it impossible for the driver to go any faster. He was imaging how angry Kira was with him already, but he wanted to surprise him very badly. However, a late surprise would still equal an angry Kira…

Finally, they arrived at their destination. Athrun slipped the cab driver a twenty and instructed him to wait for them, to which the man agreed. They darted into the shop quickly.

“Ah, Miss Lacus!” cried to lady behind the counter. “I just finished cutting your flowers…” It was obvious Lacus shopped here often. Her house was always decorated with fresh flowers. She probably came here every time, too. Athrun coughed a little at the cost of the dozen roses, never imagining that a bunch of “stupid” flowers could be so expensive. However, a well placed stomp on his foot silenced all objections as he handed the lady his credit card.

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Kira was sitting in front of the TV, curled-up with a bowl of cereal. He was so incredibly angry with Athrun at the moment he could not even focus on what he was watching. He looked at the clock, noting that it was already quarter to ten. ‘Where did he go?’ wondered Kira, ‘he knew it was Valentine’s Day today…’ He had sent his friend a text message asking, in choice words, where he was. No response came, and he decided to let his imagination reign for the next while.

Knocking, however, forced Kira to abandon his thoughts. Grudgingly, he rose and went to the door. Upon opening it, a bouquet of flowers was handed to him, and the delivery guy was gone. ‘Must be busy…’ Kira thought to himself, knowing full well the poor man was doomed to be running for the entire day. He searched the house for a vase, but failed in finding one. He improvised with a tall pitcher as he searched for a card or something to tell him who they were from.

‘He probably has the wrong place,’ joked Kira to himself. They had never, since they had bought the place, had fresh flowers. He could not figure out who sent them either. There was definitely no card, so he had no real way of knowing. The thought Athrun had sent them crept into his mind, but there was no way Athrun would ever do anything like this. Regardless, Kira was pleased with his gift.

He suddenly became aware of his phone ringing in the other room. However, he recognized it as his text ringtone, and therefore was in no hurry to answer it. He wanted to admire his flowers for a moment longer. Finally, he decided he had better retrieve his cell phone.

“Roses are red, violets are blue…”

It was from Athrun. Kira was shocked. He honestly did not believe the flowers were from him. He immediately sent a text to him, demanding when he would be back. He waited a while before realizing he would not be getting a response…

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“Nice touch,” complimented Athrun as he closed his phone.


“That’s what I do!” replied Lacus. They were in the taxi again, heading to a different part of the city. They had time to kill upon arrival, so Athrun suggested they should have lunch. He paid the cab driver before they headed towards a restaurant. Typical Lacus ordered a salad, and he felt like having some shrimp and pasta.

When the waiter left, Athrun asked, “so where next?”

“Chocolates,” replied Lacus. She was, indeed, the true mastermind here. “There’s a Belgian chocolatier near here. The man is a genius!” explained Lacus as the waiter set drinks in front of them. Athrun shuddered to think how much that was going to cost.

“What’s wrong with getting a box of wax chocolates for the drug store?” asked Athrun, trying to get a rise from Lacus. He succeeded.

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Kira was in the kitchen, beginning work on a special holiday supper. He wanted it to be perfect. However, he needed to go shopping before he could really get started. He was getting ready to leave when there was a pounding at their door. He was, once again, hastily handed his gift without explanation. He held the heart-shaped box of chocolates, unsure whether a delivery man was ever there or not. He was still standing in the doorway when he heard his phone ring again.

“Sweets for the sweet...” Kira had to go. He definitely had some work to do before Athrun got home.

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Athrun was awkwardly walking down an aisle in a sex boutique. He had never been in one before, and was not sure he ever wanted to be in one again. Especially with Lacus…

“Hey, excuse me,” called Lacus, “can we get a price on this?” She was holding some sort of kit; however, Athrun could not lift his head high enough to see what it was. He was blushing furiously. Luckily, the place was deserted-- it was still early in the day. “Excuse me?” called Lacus again, holding something else in her hand. ‘She never was a shy one…’ thought Athrun.

They spent quite a long time in the shop, at Lacus’s insistence. She had bought some things for her boyfriend that actually made him a little jealous. However, he pitied the guy if she subjected him to the same conversations they had. She forced him to talk about flavour combinations and other things he never imagined he would ever be talking about in public. They fact that they were once involved did not help the situation either.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they emerged form the shop. In spite of the excruciating embarrassment he endured, he was actually quite pleased with his purchases. Now he had something else to look forward to…

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‘He’s absolutely insane if he thinks we’re going out tonight,’ thought Kira devilishly as he began working. Since he was not as well off as Athrun was when they were kids, he needed to hold a job. He worked in a kitchen at a downtown restaurant. It was not any place special, but he learned the basics of cooking and actually grew quite proficient. Actually, one of the older cooks took a liking to him, and taught him how to make some fancier stuff.

He had a cherry chip cake baking in the oven, and he was currently making roses from tomatoes. He had already set the table: candles with silver stands, a fine white tablecloth, dark wooden plates, and some fine silverware. It was early, but it helped him focus on his task.

However, he still could not decide what to make as a main course. He wanted something special, but something Athrun liked. How would he know if Athrun would like something special? While deciding he preoccupied himself with other tasks, buying himself time.

Finally, he made a decision. Did Athrun like Greek? It did not matter now. He was going with it. He immediately began to marinate the pork (it needed about an hour). They were going to have souvlakia. He instantly set to work on the rest of the meal as well.

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Athrun entered the house nervously. He had no idea how he was going to be received. He dropped Lacus off at her house; she needed to get ready for her date. The kitchen was full of activity. He set a bottle of red wine on the table before approaching his lover. He was relieved to see his flowers on the table, standing in an attractive new vase that Kira must have bought. Hugging him from behind, Athrun lovingly kissed the back of the other boy’s head.

“Happy Valentine’s” said Athrun, still holding Kira tightly. The brunette reciprocated the gesture by turning in his lover’s arms and kissing him passionately.

“Dinner is almost ready…” said Kira. Athrun had reservations at Moishes for 7:30, but after seeing everything Kira did, he purposely put them out of his mind. Choosing not to reply, Athrun snuck away from the kitchen. He dropped the other…stuff…in their bedroom before quickly showering. He missed his that morning and wanted to be presentable for supper. He was about to get dressed when he had an idea…

He entered the kitchen in dress pants and a fine button-up shirt. A plain black tie hung around his neck and he decided to wear his new dress shoes. “Sorry,” said Athrun, “my jacket is at the dry cleaners…” Kira looked him over, clearly liking it. He smirked and lit the candles before killing the lights. Athrun took a seat behind his already filled plate, and Kira soon joined him.

An unexplainable silence fell over the table for a while. The food was excellent; better than anyplace Athrun could have taken his friend. He was about to compliment the cooking, when he noticed something. The brunette was just smiling and staring into space, while his fork idly pushed his food around his plate.

“What are you thinking about?” asked Athrun in a soft tone. He reached for the bottle of wine and poured them each a glass.

“Nothing,” replied Kira. He paused for a moment. “I was just thinking about… how great you are, and how happy I’ve been lately.” Athrun smiled. That was the reaction he wanted; Kira’s happiness was all that mattered to him.

“This is really good,” complimented Athrun, skirting the compliment with his own. He was trying to prevent the conversation from dying. Kira thanked him absently, still lost in his own little dream world. The entire meal continued mostly the same way: sporadic conversation with many long, blissful lulls of thought.

Upon finishing, Kira rose. “You want any dessert?” he asked as he grabbed the empty plates. Athrun had to think for a moment.

“I sorta took care of dessert…” replied Athrun, smiling coyly.

“Oh?” replied Kira, immediately taking the hint. It was his turn to forget something. Athrun nodded, smirking while thinking of the package sitting in the bedroom. “Well can we have it soon? I’m still sorta hungry…” said Kira, mimicking Athrun’s coy tone.

Athrun lifted himself off his chair and followed his lover around the kitchen. “I think so…” he said. Slowly, Athrun began sucking on the back of the brunette’s neck, lapping at the soft flesh. Moaning, Kira rolled his head back, resting it on Athrun’s shoulder, granting the other boy better access. Athrun’s hands began wandering over the violet-eyed boy’s chest, and anywhere else they could reach. Kira’s eyes remained closed. He was indulging in his lover’s touch: holding him from behind as his hands explored his body, with his lips lingering on his neck.

The hands found their way under Kira’s shirt as Athrun slowly began nibbling down his neck. Kira moaned needily. The noise caused Athrun to continue with renewed vigour. However, his hands were removed just before Kira turned to face him. He gave Athrun to quick kisses before the other boy could react. He began playing with his tie, stroking and pulling on it suggestively. “I think we should go somewhere more comfortable…” purred Kira. Athrun did not have much choice in the matter. He found himself being practically dragged down the hallway towards their bedroom.

Kira jumped into the bed, excited like a child about to receive a treat. Athrun grinned at the display, secretly thinking Kira was incredibly cute when he got excited. “So what’s for dessert?” asked Kira from the bed. Athrun began undressing by the closet, maintaining Kira’s constant attention. “Oh, Athrun! I could have that anytime…” said Kira as his friend slipped out of his pants.

Blushing furiously, Athrun explained, “that’s not what it is… at least not yet.” The brunette chuckled when he saw how flustered Athrun had gotten. The blue-haired boy joined his lover in the bed, clad in only his boxers. He rolled on top of Kira and leaned in to kiss him. His tongue darted between parted lips and began exploring Kira’s well-charted mouth. The kiss itself was deep and passionate, but it seemed to hold new significance, new meaning. This one would be remembered; held with the same regard as their first. This revelation caused Athrun to crave more. Pulling needily at the long sleeves of Kira’s shirt, he let out a little whine.

Complying, Kira raised his arms and Athrun quickly whisked off the unwanted article. All Kira’s other clothes soon joined the shirt: tossed negligently aside. Their lips relocked in a searing kiss. The brunette found his way to the waistband of Athrun’s boxers, and slowly began pushing them down. They too were soon on the floor.

They finally parted for air; the kiss left both boys panting. Athrun was on his hands and knees straddling Kira, granting him an excellent view. Kira’s body was already covered with a fine sheen of sweat, and his hair was completely dishevelled. “I think I’m ready for dessert now,” said Kira. Honestly, Athrun was considering forgetting about it completely and doing it another time. He wanted Kira so badly! However, he promised Kira and he could never disappoint him.

Rolling onto his back beside Kira, Athrun turned his head and smirked. “It’s in the bag by the door…” replied Athrun. He looked at the bag, then at Athrun, and finally, grudgingly, got up to retrieve the bag. They blue-haired boy did not allow himself to watch his naked friend cross the room--he did not want Kira to know how much he wanted him. However, when he realized his formidable erection made the point moot, he allowed himself to ogle all he wanted.

Kira returned and jokingly grumbled something about having to do all the work. Athrun simply smiled as Kira pulled a box of chocolate paint and strawberry flavoured lube from the bag. He pulled out the brush and one of the chocolate varieties. “I’m going first,” he said childishly. Athrun had no time to respond as rich dark chocolate was brushed onto his creamy white skin. A hungry mouth licked the sweet treat from his skin. Pleased sounds came from the brunette as he finished the first taste. Generously applying some to his lover’s nipple, Kira sensuously sucked the area, causing Athrun to writhe.

A trail was soon drawn down Athrun’s chest and abdomen, all the way down to his hardened cock. Kira wasted little time kissing, licking, and sucking his way down to the needy flesh. He dragged his tongue along its length, causing a deep moan to escape from his blue-haired lover. Emerald eyes remained closed as he tried to focus on the feel of Kira slowly sucking his engorged cock.

Kira’s head bobbed up and down slowly as his tongue swirled around Athrun’s shaft. He pulled to the top of Athrun’s cock, so his lips just surrounded the head, and began teasing the tip with his tongue. Arching his back form the extreme pleasure, Athrun began clinging to the bed sheets especially hard. His self-control was being tested; he was focusing on not thrusting his hips upward. He nearly failed, however, when Kira snaked his arm underneath his leg and slowly began massaging his balls. He could feel his insides winding, and knew he would not be able to hold out much longer. He could not let it end this way, though. It would spoil all his meticulously thought-out plans. Mustering every ounce of his willpower, he sat up, effectively pulling away from Kira’s talented mouth.

Kira looked at him confusedly, but had no time to speak. With two quick motions from Athrun, he found himself underneath the other boy, lying on his back with his feet hanging off the bed and touching the floor. Athrun was being mindful not to allow his over stimulated cock to be touched, and was still panting heavily as the hung above the stunned brunette. “Now I want a taste,” he said as he retrieved the kit. “You, however, are definitely a milk chocolate…” continued Athrun as he pulled out a different tin and brush.

Slowly, unlike Kira, he began to paint designs over his lover’s chest and stomach. A little heart here, a little heart there. Complex designs were nearly impossible, but he drew curvy lines around Kira’s body and put leaves on them so they looked like vines. He completed his work by placing a single dollop of the chocolate on Kira’s cheek. He immediately kissed the spot, and then lapped at it until it was clean. Kira laughed at the pleased sounds Athrun made as he did it.

“Hmmm,” he said thoughtfully, “you taste pretty good, but there’s something missing…” He was now, once again, comfortably in control of himself. “I know…” he said before reaching for the strawberry flavoured lube that had thus far been ignored. Kira could only follow Athrun with his eyes; any excessive movement would cause the chocolate covering his body to smear.

Placing a drop of the flavoured substance on his finger, he sampled it. “Mmmmm…” he hummed as he offered his finger so Kira could try it. He then applied the strawberry flavoured stuff to Kira’s thus far neglected cock. Kira groaned as Athrun’s oiled hand stroked his hardened shaft.

“Athrun, I’m still…”

“I know,” said Athrun, cutting him off, “just try to be still…” Kira gulped audibly; what Athrun was asking of him was no small task. However, Athrun was so…fantastic…today that he would do anything to please him. He could not help but to gasp slightly when Athrun wrapped his lips around him. He did surprisingly well, allowing only his head to roll form side to side as Athrun worked.

Athrun focussed his efforts to the head of Kira’s shaft, while he let his hand play with the rest. He was careful to maintain a constant pace, and to not over stimulate Kira too quickly. He would be very upset if his pretty, pretty artwork got messed before he had the chance to enjoy it. Kira’s body was telling him the boy was close to climaxing. His back was arched, his breathing was shallow and ragged, and he was making soft sounds as his mouth repeatedly opened and closed.

Athrun removed his mouth moments before he came, coating Athrun’s hand and his chest with his seed. Pumping Kira through his orgasm, Athrun looked upon his lover, pleased by his work.

Kira looked down at himself. “Athrun, I’m sorry…” apologized Kira, believing he ruined Athrun’s dessert. However, he was reassured by a quick kiss before Athrun began licking the chocolate anyways. He paused for a moment before wiping some chocolate off Kira’s chest with his cum-coated hand. He offered it to Kira, who shyly stuck out his tongue to taste it. Now more than ever, he was willing to do absolutely anything for Athrun. He licked the hand clean as Athrun worked on the rest of his body, getting every morsel.

Crawling up the bed, Athrun pinned Kira’s hands by his head and began kissing him ardently. Kira could taste his own seed mixed with chocolate, strawberry, and Athrun’s own unique taste. He found this combination strangely arousing.

While kissing, Athrun moaned into Kira’s mouth. He had just brushed his erection against Kira’s leg. Slowly, Kira began rolling over, never breaking the kiss except for when he was completely lying on his stomach. Athrun gazed at his prone lover spread before him, and instantly became overwhelmed with uncontrollable desire. He had been waiting for this moment in anticipation since they entered the room.

He lubed himself and placed his cock at Kira’s entrance. Kissing the brunette one last time on the back, he slowly began pressing into the boy. Kira moaned and arched his back, basking in the feeling of Athrun deep inside him. The violet-eyed boy once again was fully erected. As Athrun thrusted into him, Kira experienced dual pleasure: Athrun’s hard cock rocking inside him, and his erection being ground into the mattress.

Athrun hoisted Kira to his knees, allowing him to penetrate the boy deeper and harder. Kira’s forehead was touching the mattress as he made incoherent pleas for more. Leaning over, Athrun grated his teeth up Kira’s back, causing it to arch to the perfect position. “Athrun!” cried Kira as said boy rammed his prostrate, causing his vision to blur. The spot was struck repeatedly.

Completion was coming quickly, as Athrun felt a spring winding inside him again. Kira’s moaning was not helping delay it, either. He wanted them to cum at the same time, so he had to act fast. He could tell that Kira was also on the brink, and began stroking his cock in time with his trusts. Moments later, Kira was once again calling Athrun’s name as he came for the second time, dumping his seed on the sheets below. Athrun thrust one final time before cumming deep inside his lover’s beautiful body.

He rolled off the brunette, who had lowered himself back to the mattress. They lied silently for several moments, basking in their afterglow, still breathing deeply.

“I love you Athrun,” said Kira with absolute, unquestionable sincerity. He responded by kissing the boy twice.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Conversation ceased at that point. Neither boy wanted to spoil the perfection of that very moment. They could not remember when either had fallen asleep….

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A/N: Okay, I hope you enjoyed that. I cannot foresee another holiday story coming anytime soon. Also, please note: I use these holiday fics to try different things. Therefore, I need feedback to determine whether or not I’ll incorporate these different styles/ideas in future (or current) fics. I am a pessimist at heart, and I assume that if there are no reviews the idea is not popular. So please, review regardless. All feedback is greatly appreciated.

WinterAxe