http://clampfix.fanworks.net/ccd-fix/duet.txt </head><body><pre>Uh, looking for much needed beta and comments? ^^; Yep, this is slash. In fact, its lime, so if the thought of boy love freaks you out, don't read the fic. ^^; I'd rate it R, but there isn't any actual gettin' jiggy with it, so nope, the fic isn't NC-17. ^_- And to go one step further, this fic doesn't have the one of more typical CCD pairings. Its Idomu (an anime-only character) / Nokoru. So if you haven't seen enough of the anime to know who Idomu is, and don't want to be spoiled, don't read the fic. ^^; Standard ownership disclaimers apply. Of course I don't own the lovely, cute, l'il studmuffins that the CCD boys are. Bandai does. I just take them out of the toy box and play with them occasionally. Thanks! Kouji no Miko, aka Kristi, aka 'The Girl With No Life' http://www.genkiland.icestorm.com/ Duet [..] indicate thoughts Yes, this is the prelude to a longer fic, that I haven't written yet. ^^; Idomu sighed quietly as the music filled the room. Years had passed, with no changes. Only the music seemed to give a respite from the daily trials of the CLAMP Campus. Still his goal was out of grasp. The music halted as Idomu hit the wrong key. He looked down at his elegant fingers paused on the white keys - his fingers were shaking slightly. "That's not something I hear very often, Yudaiji-san. Usually your music is as flawless as Nagisa-san's." Idomu turned to the doorway. Leaning slightly against the frame, looking resplendent in his customary blue suit was CLAMP Gaukuen high school division secretary Takamura Suoh. The one person Idomu couldn't seem to beat, no what what he did. Idomu looked down, acknowledging Suoh's left-handed compliment. "May I help you, Takamura-san?" Suoh nodded. "Rijichou wanted you to check something our mainframe. It seems that we have a hacker, and none of us can fix the virus." [So, yet again I'm the handyman to someone who used to be my only friend. What happened to us? Nokoru welcomed me back, even after I tried to hurt everyone. My only real friend - then and now. But then we entered junior high, and things changed. He and I began to grow apart ... and Suoh and Nokoru grew closer. Then the day I walked in on - ] Idomu cut off the thought before it went any farther, realizing that Suoh was staring at him expectantly. "Of course I would be honored to help." [Especially since I've been reduced to planting viruses in the mainframe just for chances to see Nokoru,] Idomu finished in his head. "Does Nokoru need me now?" Idomu stood up from the piano bench. Suoh nodded again. "Yes, Rijichou asked that you come as soon as you could." "Let me get my things," Idomu answered, walking to the window seat he had left his books on. "Thank you for coming so quickly, Yudaiji-san," Suoh answered, leading Idomu towards the student council office. [Always a step ahead, aren't you Suoh?] Idomu thought bitterly as he glared at the younger man's straight back.] As they arrive, Suoh gracefully opened the door for Idomu. "I'll be filing the paperwork you just completed Rijichou," Suoh called into the room before turning and walking away. Idomu raised an eyebrow as he entered. [Nokoru doing paperwork? Suoh must be really making his nights worthwhile.] As always when Idomu looked at his classmate, his breath caught in his chest and Idomu's heart skipped beats. Predictably, Nokoru had grown more beautiful as he aged. The sunny blond bangs framed his round face. He had grown taller, finally hitting six feet - exactly two inches shorter than Idomu. His intelligence had also grown, and Nokoru became inarguably (at least to Idomu) one of the most informed men in Japan. Although all of these things attracted Idomu to the other man, nothing did more to make his pulse race that Nokoru's eyes. The blue moon pools reflected kindness, intelligence, generosity, humor - everything and anything that made Nokoru who he was. Idomu tore his eyes out of the depths of blue by bowing. "Nokoru, Takamura-san said that you had a virus that you could not get rid of?" Idomu spoke to the floor, not really trusting himself around the other man. [Mostly because every time I see him I want to pin him to the desk, and kiss him until he's senseless.] "Idomu!" Nokoru's voice, as always, was warm and inviting. "Would you like some of Akira's tea? It is truly excellent." [You are what is excellent.] Idomu thought. Thankfully his mouth had more presence of mind than his brain did. "No thank you, Nokoru. I do have to be somewhere soon, so if you don't mind ..." Idomu trailed off, making excuses. He watched Nokoru, and found himself faintly surprised that Nokoru seemed slightly disappointed. [Maybe things aren't as bad off as I thought. He could still want to be my friend at the very least,] Idomu's hope rose despite himself. "Aw, of course!" Nokoru's cheery tone belied any change in his face. Nokoru gestured for Idomu to join him at his desk. Idomu sat down in Nokoru's large swivel chair, and Nokoru moved gracefully so that he was standing behind the chair. Idomu inhaled slightly as he felt Nokoru's hand drop onto his shoulder and the other man lean closer. "The virus seemed to be centered around the student files. Slowly the names and grades are being changed and I can't locate the virus anywhere in the system." Nokoru's brow creased. "There are several ladies who are being put out because of this virus." Idomu nodded, and turned towards Nokoru's terminal. He remembered how he had programmed the virus, and easily began accessing the student registry. Idomu stopped - it was asking for a password. "Nokoru, I need a password before I can fully access the system." Idomu looked up into Nokoru's face, and tried to seem innocent. The other man's cheeks were a slight color of pink as he leaned over Idomu, blocking his view. Idomu found himself looking at Nokoru's bent neck as he typed and suppressing the urge to lick the white skin. Nokoru finished typing and pulled back. His hand went back to Idomu's shoulder as Idomu began to once again work on the virus he created. "Ne, Idomu ..." Nokoru began quietly, "Why is it that you haven't been coming to visit recently?" Idomu shrugged and felt Nokoru's hand tighten on his shoulder. "Well, you always seem so busy, Nokoru. I wouldn't want to interrupt any important work you might be doing." Nokoru sighed, and moved so that both of his hands rested on Idomu's shoulders. "I always have time for my friends." Idomu's fingers stopped typing of their own volition, and he turned the chair slowly so that he was looking Nokoru directly in the eyes. "I know you planted this virus, Idomu," Nokoru stated, grip tightening on Idomu's shoulders. Idomu pulled away, and looked down. "I'll have it fixed in a few minutes." Idomu quickly swiveled back, and began keying in the codes to irradiate the virus. "It will be gone in 15 minutes." Idomu finished putting in the codes and stood, forcing Nokoru to back away. He turned to leave, and found himself facing the smiling face of Inomoyama Nokoru. "It took me until just now to figure out why you plant the virus - " "Look," Idomu cut him off, "it won't happen again. I'll leave now." Idomu looked down at the ground. [Now that he knows I'll never have a chance - not that I had much of a chance with Suoh around.] Idomu made a dash for the doorway. . "Idomu." Nokoru resolutely blocked the door. "Please ..." The pleading note stopped Idomu. He slowly moved his eyes over Nokoru's frame until he met Nokoru's eyes. The blue orbs glowed with emotion. "What do you want from me?" Idomu asked Nokoru plainly. "I want ..." Nokoru stepped closer to Idomu, close enough to grab his shoulders again. "I want you." Nokoru leaned in and gently kissed Idomu. Idomu savored the sensation in surprise, before pulling back. "Nokoru ..." He whispered, lost in those blue pools that the other man had for eyes. "I ... two years ago. I came to talk to you ... and tell you .. but when I opened the door ... you and Takamura were kissing on top of the desk." Nokoru's eyes widened. "You saw that?" He asked Idomu curiously, grabbing Idomu's hand and leading him back to the desk. Nokoru jumped up so that he was sitting on top of the desk, his legs dangling slightly. Nokoru pulled Idomu closer so that he was standing in-between Nokoru's legs, and then wrapped his arms around Idomu's waist. [This has to be some kind of wet dream ... I can't be in his arms ... feeling his erection against mine. In just a few minutes I'll wake up in bed ... alone like I always am,] Idomu thought. "Yes, I saw you two together and figured that I didn't stand a chance. After that you started to distance yourself from me ... so I started hacking just so I could have an excuse to see you once and a while. I never wanted to come between you and Takamura ..." Idomu answered plainly, feeling some of the frustration and hopelessness of the last two years dissolve. Nokoru's hands roamed up Idomu's back into his hair. THe delicate touch pulled in Idomu for a soft kiss. Idomu took advantage of the situation and thrust his tongue into Nokoru's mouth, and breathed in his minty taste. Dimly he felt Nokoru mimic his movements, and begin to unbutton the shirt of Idomu's school uniform. Idomu's mouth wandered to Nokoru's neck, where he gently nipped the soft flesh. Nokoru groaned. Idomu smiled at the sound, and continued his slow ministrations as Nokoru pulled off Idomu's jacket and shirt. Idomu pulled back as he heard the clothing fall to the floor. Nokoru made a noise of protest, and tried to pull Idomu back. "No." Idomu reached down, and grabbed his shirt. He began to get dressed. "Why did you stop?" Nokoru asked plaintively, hurt on his face. [How could anyone resist him?] Idomu asked himself as he gazed at the angelic blond. "Not here." Idomu grinned at Nokoru. "Why not?" A petulant note entered Nokoru's voice, and Idomu's grin widened, even as his eyebrows raised. Idomu pointed at the desk. "Why not here? Splinters, of course!" Idomu began laughing gaily at the expression on Nokoru's face. After a few moments Nokoru joined him. "Fine, we'll go to my place." Idomu sobered at Nokoru's decision. "Nokoru ... do you really want to do this? I know that there is something between you and Takamura, and no matter what, I do not want a sympathy fuck." Nokoru smiled. "I know that. Suoh ... We were fourteen. He was confused - on one hand, he had his more traditional love for Nagisa-jyou, but on the other, he was physically attracted to me. I did my best to help him through the confusion. It was being with Suoh that made me realize who I really wanted." "And it wasn't Suoh?" Idomu asked, surprised. Nokoru's smile widened, as he lead Idomu out the door. "I love Suoh. He's my best friend, and I would do almost anything to make him happy. But I just don't love him the way he wants me to. That place in my heart has belonged to you for a long time. Ever since I first saw you." Idomu laughed. "We were only six years old." The pair continued walking at a sedate pace. [The good thing about Nokoru being the son of the Inomoyama Conglomerate is that they live on campus - just a five minute walk from the student council offices. We'll arrive quickly.] "Yes, I know how old we were. I was there," Nokoru replied wryly. "But you just seemed so sad ... I realized that I wanted to make you happy. Making you happy, made me ... fulfilled." "And Suoh?" Idomu asked cautiously, thinking he might not like the answer. Nokoru became serious. "He knows how I feel. And has accepted it ... to a certain extent. He still loves me though, and that could potentially cause problems in the future." The pair quickly reached Nokoru's large home. "Last chance to change your mind ..." Nokoru continued, opening the door for Idomu. "Why would I change my mind now?" Idomu stepped inside the house, and shut the door behind him. "And as for Suoh, well, we can handle that problem when we come to it." [Right now, I just want to enjoy being with you ... and hopefully, if you have in mind what I think you have in mind, being in you.] Nokoru reached out hungrily and pulled Idomu to him. Their lips met and Idomu invaded Nokoru's mouth with his tongue. He dimly felt Nokoru's hands retrace their earlier steps, and begin to unbutton the uniform shirt and slacks. Idomu's hands roamed over Nokoru's chest. As one of the nimble fingers brushed a hardened nipple, Nokoru moaned. Idomu pulled back, panting slightly. "Bed ..." Nokoru nodded, and led the taller boy through the house to his bedroom. Idomu took a quick look around. The room was sparse, and clean - only a computer and the bed were visible. On the computer desk were a few worn and cherished pictures ... including a copy of the picture of himself, Nokoru, and his mother. Idomu walked over to the picture, and picked it up. "I didn't know you had a second copy of this," he said, turning to Nokoru, who just smiled his angelic smile, and gently took the picture from Idomu. "Its one of the most cherished times I've had with you." Nokoru replaced the picture, and slowly unbuttoned and removed his clothes. Idomu's eyes roamed over the golden flesh before following Nokoru's example. "Shall we?" Idomu gestured towards the bed. "Of course," came the quiet reply. "I've been waiting a long time for this." Idomu took Nokoru into his arms, and kissed the shorter boy. They tumbled onto the bed, Idomu pulling Nokoru close. "Stay with me forever ..." Nokoru whispered. Idomu smiled at the blond. "What else could I possibly do?" -owari-</pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>