My Love Kusanagi-san

My Love, Kunasagi-san/Wagakokoro koibito Kunasagi-san

I should be updating Hong Kong connection instead of making another fanfic, but I just had the muse to write this out.

The universe setting is a bit after KOF '99, but before 2000-2001 tournament. The reason why is because I have not played that KOF yet! I really wanted to do some Kyo stealing Shingo from his girlfriend action! *Sighs at not playing the latest KOF games.*

Anyway, this is a Kyo/Shingo/Kyo romance fanfic with touches of humor in it. Constructive criticism is always welcome since this is my first yaoi lemon! rkedrked really hard on this and even researched since I couldn’t play the game again currently!

Info:

-San: basically a title that is put after a name in Japan to older people as well as others that are important. Even mother and father have "san" in them. Basically similar to Mr. and Ms. in the English language.

-Chan: Basically an intimate title that can also be used playfully. Literally translated into "little."

Nosebleeds occur when a person is not sexually satisfied at the moment or embarrassed.

I ironically, put the names backwards like in Japan. Surnames are usually put before first names; so many times they are reversed in the USA.

I read most of the KOF story as well as played the KOF games, (duh.) The story from KOF '94-95 all the way to '99-2000/2001 is at www.gamefaqs.com. But if you need the link it's here: http://db.gamefaqs.com/coinop/arcade/file/king_of_fighters_story.txt

Lastly, I will not make Yuki two dimensional in this story, or it's sequels, (actually wonders if Kyo is really gay and Yuki is a cover up,) so except Yuki not to be bumped off that easily! *Smacks SNK for making Yuki that way*

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If I owned KOF, I would NOT be making fanfiction and Shingo would have a girl clone like K'. KOF is owned to SNK/Capcom combo of Japan and what not other companies.


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There out of the blue was Kunasagi Kyo, the man who disappeared after the tournament of '97, had countless clones of himself by global dominating companies, rival and obsession of Iori, friends with several of the KOF/Fatal Fury members, and the only man who stayed in high school after his four years due to battles and tournaments.

Yaibuki Shingo sighed to himself. Kyo was talking with Yuki, his supposed girlfriend. She would laugh at something or another every other minute.

'I wish that was me.' He placed his hands in the front of his face. The beginnings of fall started to show in Japan, but the weather still has not reached uncomfortable, so Shingo could still wear his high school uniform that he adapted from Kyo.

Actually, most things he wore conjured from the Kunasagi. The headband placed above his head was similar to the one that Kyo always wore until '99. Even the school outfit that the apprentice had on was strikingly similar to the head of the Kunasagi clan; the only difference was his shoes and no sunburst symbol on his back.

The teen noticed that the older man finished his conversation and placed his hands inside the white jacket he started to wear. "Sorry Shingo, Yuki told me about one of her friends and even tried to con me into a date this evening..." Shingo's heart went off beat at that statement. "...but I put it down nicely and persuaded her for the weekend. I told her I just came back and had another engagement."

'Thank goodness!' Shingo couldn't stand the times when Yuki took up a majority of Kyo's time in the past. He remembered when the older man would use training with Shingo just to get away from the girl. He pondered why Kyo would do this, until the man's statement hit him. "Another engagement Kunasagi-san?" His voice shook slightly with the words

"Yes, training with you Shingo." The teen would have melted then and there if he weren’t sitting down on the steps to his high school. It didn't help his emotions that Kyo flashed that million-dollar smile of his.

"Let's just go back to my place first. The N.E.S.T and Cartel crap has made me none for wear." Shingo quickly rose from his seat to catch up with the strides of his mentor.

Ever since Shingo first saw Kunasagi-san on television, he decided for himself to learn the Kunasagi style and maybe produce flames for himself.

So he practiced from the images of Kyo and his battles. When he finally met Kyo Kunasagi face to face, something in him changed. Instead of a friendly mentoring, he developed a sort of obsession on him and love ironically. Everything about Kyo made his senses go wild and his cheek to turn red.

In '97 when Kyo opted to teach Shingo the Kunasagi style, the teen was overjoyed with such an offer. The man even gave him a pair of his own sunburst gloves that Shingo still worships to this day.

It was a difficult battle to learn Kyo-san's style, not really from Kyo's teachings, but the comments from other KOF members about Kyo's reasons, and the '99 tournament did NOT help at all. He could still feel most of his teammate's glares at him and a few snickers from the specters.

'At least Naikado-san was supportive, but K' and Maximum creped me out.' He glanced up to stare at his mentor's back. Shingo joined the tournament to improve his skills and seek out the man in front of him. He soon pointed his eyes to the direction of Kyo's backside and blushed heavily.

'Ah damn! Why did I do that?' He checked his nose for any signs of blood and felt relieved that there was none. His passion for his mentor grew into something that he was still troubled about to this day. Jealous emotions when Yuki talked to Kyo about anything, strange clouded dreams with brown eyes that left him sticky in bed or with a morning erection, and his desire to find the Kunasagi in the latest tournament and then hug him and smoother him with kisses...

Shingo thanked his emotions that didn't cause him to act out irrationally yet. He did not know how Kyo would act if he showed even a glimpse of his feelings and lust for the older man. 'He would probably make sure to never see me again.' He thought sadly.

The trainee blinked and realized that they were at Kyo-san's home. After Kyo's father vanished, the head to the Kunasagi clan decided to get a place of his own and let most of his other relatives handle the clan.

Kyogledgled the keys to his home for a moment before opening the door and ushering Shingo to go inside first. He placed the metal back inside his jacket pocket and clicked on a light.

Shingo stared in amazement at Kunasagi's house. It had a modern city/old style Japan feel to it. The doors were reddish brown, but side panels adorned a few areas. White, along with earthy colors made Shingo's heart a flutter besides the idea that it's his mentor, his teacher, and his desire's home.

"Make yourself at home." Kyo unlaced his shoes and wiggled his sock-clad feet before walking further inside to slip on some slippers. Shingo hurried to take of his socks and shoes,kingking bare clad feet on Kyo's hard wood floor.

"Kusangai-san?" He glanced around the double-decked house and fingered his hands along the banister. The teen did not want to appear like a lost puppy, only content with following his master, but he felt lonely without the other man.

"Upstairs Shingo." The man practically fell on all fours trying to go upstairs to Kyo's room. Shingo wandered around door to door until he reached a cracked entrance and almost face faulted at the sight of his mentor.

Kunasagi Kyo rummaged throughout his drawers, clothed only from the waist down in those tight jeans that seemed to be molded especially for him. The way he leaned slightly gave the younger man the perfect view of his...

"Oh, hey Shingo. We'll train after I clean up in a minute." The Kunasagi finally noticed Shingo's awareness and turned around, clothes in hand. He leaned his head over to one side and stared. "Umm...Shingo? Your nose is bleeding..."

The man snapped out of his stupor and touched his face. "Gods, why now?" The older man only waved off his comment and helped the teen to the washroom, despite Shingo's halfhearted nasal protests.


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"Here, this should help." Kyo's student mumbled thanks and held the wet cloth to his nose. Being this close to the man he wanted caused a constant blush that would not go away from his face and neck.

"Are you’re sure you are alright? Your face seems flushed..." Shingo nodded his head too quickly. He just wanted to get out of the washroom before he or his body does something stupid and the obvious Kyo notices.

"Well alright then. Wait outside until I am finished and then we will train ok?" Training...

Shingo removed the rag from his dry nose. 'I'm still just his apprentice. He doesn't feel the same way like I do him.' The younger man pulled his head up to stare into the other's dark brown eyes. Kyo's expression was questioning, but the younger man decided to finally do it.

'He would probably use a Orchinagi on me after this.' "Kunasagi-san..." Shingo turned his gaze downward and gingerly put Kyo's hand into his won. "I um...I care about you, not in the way as a student to a teacher, but really care about you." The young trainee wanted to just vanish as if he didn't existed. The silence that came afterward only made it worse.

"Shingo. Do you mean what I think you mean?" The teen nodded slowly and held his breath, butterflies forming in his stomach. When he felt fingers lifting his chin up, Yaibuki couldn't help but open his eyes and stare into his mentor's vision, shining with curiosity.

"How long has this been going on?" The teen's cheeks flushed an interesting shade of pink. "Since I first met you in person." If Kyo weren’t so close, he wouldn't have heard the response.

The head of the Kunasagi clan raised a brown eyebrow. "You've cared about me that long?" He sighed to himself. "Well I don't know what to say really, but it beats Yuki's affections." Kyo smiled lopsided and scratched his hair. "I'll think about it and talk with you after the shower."

Kyo's apprentice shot his head up. "Kyo-san I umm…I would like to...never mind." The blush came back with a vengeance, all the way down to his neck.

Kunasagi just gave him a look that made the kid scurry out the door and back into the man's room.

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'Calm down Shingo.' The trainee covered a hand to his face. He lay on the bed, his jacket laid barren on Kyo's desk chair, since it's owner felt heated all of a sudden.

The teen decided to distract his train of thoughts by looking through his list of moves he copied from Kunasagi Kyo himself.

He went over the motions for Kyo's famous fireball punch as well as Kto Moon Positive explosion grab. 'I wonder if Kyo-san changed his style of fighting since he has been gone?' It seems to be every other tournament Kyo changes or improves his Kunasagi style with MANher her types of variations of martial arts.

Shingo's ears perked up at the sound of humming and he sits up to open his mouth only to shut it and almost catch the floor.

Kyo was only in a towel that clung to his hips. Another one helped dry off his damp hair, causing droplets to form around his face and run down his muscular chest. To Shingo, he was the perfect image of a sex idol.

Kunasagi left the towel on his shoulders to search through his dresser for something to put on. The teen say there gaping like a fish, completely unable to say anything coherent.

The older man shrugged over his shoulder a pair of blue jeans that he had from earlier and they landed perfectly on the bed next to the stunned teenager.

"Kyo-sannn." Kyo felt amused at the way his name was drawn out like when they met in '99. He wanted to test the boy a bit before settling the matter.

'Well, he does feel something for me with the way he said my name.' "What, no Kunasagi-san?" The man turned and his eyes widened from the handful of his apprentice on him.

Kyo fell on his back with a groan. "I didn't expect that..." He felt something wet on the side of his neck and patted Shingo on the back.

Sure, the elder man experienced homosexual themes at times, many from his nutty best friend Beni who did it just to mess with him. Kunasagi felt pride in his appearances to anyone, but the teen's affections shocked him. He had his suspicions, yes, but hearing the words hit him harder than fighting.

'He's better to be around than Yuki, but not as flirtatious as Beni.' The man craned his neck further to the side and was rewarded with more kisses. He winced at one particular nip and swore he would end up with hickies later.

"Kyo-san." Shingo trailed his mouth past the man's cheek over to his lips. "How do you feel about this?" The teen parted enough to whisper those words.

The head of the Kunasagi clan blinked and closed his eyes in concentration. "I don't see a problem with it Shino. I don't really have anyone now and it could help with your training in more ways than one." He patted the man's head. "And you are adoring in a cute, naive sort of way."

The trainee smiled all the way to his eyes and muffled his head into Kyo's neck again. "Oh thank you Kunasagi-san!"

Kyo Kunasagi sweatdropped. "Hey en wit with Kunasagi-san and Kyo-san for now; it makes me sound old..." 'That and it also sounds pretty kinky if you think about it.' He added.

The man wondered why Shingo did not make any motions to move until hands trailed up Kyo's damp body and nibbled on his neck again.

"H...hey, Shingo!" The elder man blushed brightly for one. He didn't know all the mechanics of two men having sex and books could only get you so far. 'I didn't even consider a man until now. It makes me wonder about Iori chasing after me all the time...'

A strangled moan parted his lips as the teen cupped his buttocks in one hand. His mouth worshipped the man's body, marking chaste kisses on his collarbone and the gap between his pectorals.

Shingo was in heaven; he couldn't believe that he could touch his desire's body, so he made the most of it. The apprentice moved lower to gently kiss on one maple brown nipple, hard and sensitive.

Kyo realized he had a blush now like a wanton schoolgirl and felt part of his pride balk at it, but let the teen go on. He wanted to see what the kid would do and ran a hand through his hair to take off that emulated headband.

Yaibuki continued to lap at the peaked nub, nipping and pulling at the harden flesh. Inside part of his mind he was nervous and shocked at his sudden turn of dominance. 'I just want to show Kunasagi-san my love and treat him as well as he treated me.' He reassured himself.

The older man moaned as his lover growled around the nipple and in return squeezed Kyo's backside harder. The towel started to become a restricting annoyance. "Shingo hurry up and stop teasing me."

The teen parted from the slick nub and trailed downward. He played with Kyo's bellybutton before moving both hands to the only clothing barrier separating him from seeing his mentor in all his glory.

Shingo pulled and stared. He could feel his manhood twitch in approval and he had to agree. Kunasagi was everything he dreamed of, from his muscular body that trained him, his flat washboard stomach that he seen glimpse of when he fought, to the brownish turf of pubic hairs that surrounded his erected cock, dripping with the fluid that always happens before ejaculation.

The elder man came into focus again. He tugged at the teen's shirt and Shingo unconsciously helped him out of it. "Kyo, you really are like the gods."

Kyo half shrugged in modesty and leaned back as his pupil delicately palmed his erection. The teen ran his fingers slowly up and down it, causing the man under him to shiver.

Shingo hesitated at fi but but scooted down so that he was more at level with his mentor's crotch. Then the teen gave his first experimental taste of Kunasagi Kyo.

The head of the Kunasagi clan sucked in a breath as his student lapped alongside his shaft. He closed his eyes and leaned back as his student pleased him.

The teen never did this before, but was satisfied when the other man groaned in approval from licking a certain spot. "Shingo, please put it in your mouth." The man blinked in confusion, but obeyed by opening his mouth and placing half the shaft inside.

The student smiled inwardly when Kyo let out a guttered groan and bent his back almost double. He lapped at the liquid splashing in his mouth and went down further to drink it better.

"Go down to the point where you can't swallow anymore and move your head up and down." Part of Kunasagi thought it was ironic that he was teaching Shingo yet another technique.

The older man listened to the sounds of sucking and slurping coming from Shingo's ministrations. The teen would move up to suckle on the tip, and then thrust his head down, close to the man's dirt brown crotch hairs that felt as soft as feathers to him.

He could feel the pleasure in his groin reach it's limit like a fatigued fighter. Kyo opened his eyes slowly and raised himself a bit. "Shingo slow down a bit, I don't want you to choke over what happens next."

Yaibuki lessen his pace, but kept on drinking the man's steady pre-cum. He pulled his head halfway and used his slightly callused right hand to stroke the man's balls.

"Sh.…Shingo." The sight of the nineteen year old giving him oral pleasure and the fingers on his balls made him finally release in the man's mouth. He gripped the carpet floor and bent his back up, clawing his hands deep into the surface. He bit his lip to keep from screaming out his climax.

Shingo at times pleasured himself when his passion for Kyo coully bly be satisfied by his hand, so he seen and even tasted semen before. The texture spurting in his mouth surprised him though, and he drank heavily, getting harder in his pants from Kyo's extreme taste.

The older man sighed shakily, the torrents of emotions washing over him in waves like an ocean. They soon broke off into a gentle lap and his senses reeled back into focus. He felt sated and relaxed, petting Shingo's head gently.

The student made a gurgling noise and Kyo raised his upper body again. "Shingo are you alright?"

Shingo smiled awkwardly. His face was covered with his teacher's essence along with his right hand. "Oh, just choked on some Kyo-san." The teen licked his lips and Kyo chuckled to himself.

"Cute." Shingo blushed at the word, but sighed when the older man caressed his face. He raised Shingo up and went eye level with him. A pink tongue licked away all evidence of their lovemaking from the teen's face.

The student turned his head when Kyo approached near his lips and engaged in a tongue battle when he parted his lover's lips. He tasted himself inside of Kyo's mouth as he swept his tongue up past the man's lips and to the roof of his mouth, trying to suck the life out of him. Both men hugged each other close as they parted, still intertwined with each other.

Kyo moved his hand lower so that he was touching the tent in Shingo's pantWe nWe need to do something about this Shingo-chan." The teen blushed at the double meaning and moaned at his teacher's stroking of his member through the fabric of his school pants.

The head of the Kunasagi clan stopped suddenly and went on his feet. The teen blinked his vision back to focus and went up with him.

Kyo sat on the bed and patted the space next to his. Shingo stepped right next to him and sat down, watching his teacher strip him down. The teen blushed and shivered as the room temperature touched his aflame skin.

Once his student was down to his brown boxers that Kyo realized were the same color as his eyes, he kissed the teen fiercely. Shingo kissed him back, his hands placing themselves on his teacher's back in order to press against him harder.

They ended up on the bed completely, both men groping still lip locked. Shingo willed himself to slow down. The teen parted from his lover to get some much-needed air.

Kyo panted and slanted his head to the side. The man's hands felt through his student's native hair, almost playing with the light chocolate strains. "Shingo." The teacher's hips rubbed against the teen's own, causing a great amount of heat and friction. Shingo growled out and went down on Kyo again. The older man rolled over so that they were side to side.

Both men kept on moving against each other. The student became frustrated with the confinement of his underwear and parted briefly to rip them down. Kyo only smiled and stroked the man's balls.

They humped against each other's crotches in earnest, moans and grunts parting from their lips. Shingo laid his head on Kyo's should from the pleasure emulating from the friction and his teacher's marvelous fingers. The head of the Kunasagi clan moaned and redoubled his efforts when his student stroked the base of his cock.

Kyo did not know who came first, but he didn't care at that moment when he reached his peak harder than he did before. "Shingo!" His head swam more than when Yagami hit him with a One for the Road.

"KYO!" Shingo yelled out his mentor's name, but it was muffled on the shoulhe lhe laid on. He never felt this wonderful in his life. Since he first felt passion for his teacher, his hand only brought incomplete satisfaction to his lust when it became a nuisance.

The student panted in his teacher's ear, tears coming from the feeling of it all. Kyo stroked Shingo's hair and sighed as he lay on his shoulder. "What's wrong?" He asked from feeling wetness on him.

"I'm just so happy that I finally made love to you..." The teen hugged his lover again and Kyo relaxed into him. "I finally showed my love to you..." Shingo leaned back to kiss him gently on the lips. "And the idea that you love me back. I love you Kunasagi-san and cherish your beautiful body, style, and personality." He stared into his eyes.

The head of the Kunasagi flushed at Shingo's open heart, but accepted it. "I love you too Shingo, not as a student, but a lover."

Yaibuki Shingo smiled and cuddled into his teacher/lover again. "I'm glad that you care Kyo. It just wouldn't be the same without you." He yawned a bit and let sleep consume him, tired from all the events that happened today.

Kyo stared passed Shingo and at his wall, thinking about the relationship between his student and himself. He noticed and laughed at the notion of the light still being on and laminating the both of them as the center of attention in the room. He quickly sobered up and rested his head back on the teen's shoulder. "Yes, what would the world be without you Shingo."