It Only Hurts When You Tell

Disclaimer: I don't own Sukisho.

Notes: ....I'm in so much pain right now...that I have to write this story...Sukisho means everything to me, but right now, I hate it...Because I'm a bad boy...So, this story is so that I can get my mind off of the pain, and the hurt that I know I caused, and that I feel. This is dedicated to my now ex-BF Mana, the only Sora I'll ever love.

It Only Hurts When You Tell

"Nao-kun....you're so tight...." Hashiba Sora's voice was nothing more then a pant as his sweaty hips pulled back, drawing his slickened length from its sheathe. Hands tightly holding onto a slim waist, perfect nails digging into the tender flesh, holding the body bellow him prone. With a soft groan his thick cock slammed into the tight heat once more, burried to the hilt in a sweet warmth that could only be, Fujimori Sunao.

A sweet cry rose into the air, Sunao's head falling down once more as his pain and pleasured cries filled the room. His hands were sweaty, threatening to make him slip from all fours to just his knees. The next thrust had him screaming the others name, tears flying from his eyes as his body rocked from the force, making him tremble. Finally, his hands gave way, his upper body going down, leaving his plunddered ass in the air, his arms folded in front of him, face burried in them.

Sora's blue eyes glintted brightly as he slipped his hand down, slowly rubbing the boys stomach gently. "Come on, Nao-chan...up you get..." He slowly slid his hand up a bit farther, tweaking an already painful nipple, shuddering as he gave another forcefull thrust into the tight body, hearing the pained cry from the boy recieving it. "Do you like this, Sunao?"

Low pained whimpers were given to the questioner, a sharp gasping slicing through the air as the blunette above him thrusted once more. Sunao's face glistened with tears. Yes, it hurt, yes, he was crying because of that, but, he wanted it, wanted to have Sora filling him like this. It was all okay as long as it was Sora. "Onegai....Harder, Hashiba-sama!!"

With a smirk, Sora did just that, his cock pistioning into the body bellow, getting pleasure from the cries of pain from his lover. "That's it, Nao-chan....I love to hear you scream..." A hand slid lower, grabbing hold of the once neglected cock of Sunao, stroking it harshly as he thrusted, the calls reaching his ears only spurring his movements on more.

Sunao's voice became a harsh screech as he reached his peek, his back arching high as his head flew up, cries filling the air once more as he clawed at the ground, letting his release cover Sora's hand and his stomach. Hot tears spilled down his cheeks as he rode out his orgasm, panting softly, moans still dropping from his lips as the other pounded into him.

"So tight...Nao...." A quick thrust into the already tight heat become tighter, Sora let himself go with a growl, his nails digging into Sunao's silky thigh, drawing up little welts of blood. He panted, a long moan coming from deep within' his throut as his seed pumped out of him and into his lover, filling him to the brink.

For a while the two lovers remained like that, panting as their bodies cooled, then slowly, the dominant of the two slid out of the submissive one, laying down on the bed, gently pulling the brunette to him, stroking his hair gently. "I love you, Nao-chan."

The brunette curled closer to the blunette, his eyes closing as his hand rested on the others chest, a soft purr escaping him as he shivered, the blankets being pulled up around him. He didn't respond for a few moments, and then he said, "I love you, too, Sora-kun...."
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The next morning, when Sora woke, Sunao was gone, on the bedside table was a note.

'I've gone to hang out with Kurisu for awhile. I'll be back tonight. Love you! Nao-chan.'

For a few moments Sora said nothing, and then, he crumpled the paper and tossed it into the waste basket. "....why are you lying to me, Sunao....?" The bluenette knew that Sunao was not with Kurisu. He wasn't stupid. Slowly he stood from the bed, pulling on his clothes, his cheeks leaking tears as he walked to the bathroom to scrub his face.

Everyday the same thing happened. They would make love, and by the time Sora had awoken, the boy was gone, leaving him a cold bed to cuddle with. He knew now, that Sunao wasn't with Kurisu. When Sunao had supposedly been with Kurisu one day, Sora had called, wanting to ask Kurisu to tell Sunao that he would be late for dinner. But, Kurisu had said that Sunao hadn't been there all day. Sora had hung up without even a good-bye.

There was a reason. Sunao had been with Shinichirou. He'd always been with Shinichirou. But...why? That was what Sora wanted to know. So now, he was going to find out. Slowly he walked from the bathroom to the door of the apartment, starttled when he opened it to find Sunao there, about to knock. "....Nao?"

Looking up, Sunao faced Sora, then gently pushed him into the room. He shut the door firmly behind him and leaned into it, his eyes lowering and then he spoke in a soft breathe. "Sora...I have to tell you something..."

Sora stood there and for a moment didn't say anything, and then slowly he responded. "What is it? You know that you can tell me anything." He knew already, but, he wanted to hear Sunao say it.

The burnette remained silent and then looked up at his lover, voice calm as he spoke, though tears streamed down his cheeks. "I've been cheating on you..." He took a deep breathe and looked away. "I realized...that I don't really love you like I thought that I did....I've realized that I...I never loved you..."

Fear washed over Sora. Yes, he knew he had been cheating, but this....it wasn't supposed to be like this. "What're you trying to say to me, Fujimori?"

Sunao flintched at the use of his surname. "I'm....I'm saying that it's over....I can't do this anymore...it's not fair to you and it's not fair to the person I'm in love with..." Looking up at the bluenette, his lower lip trembled. "I want us to be friends..."

"Get out..."

"Sora I---"

"No...get out! GET OUT!! I HATE YOU!!" Tears streamed down Sora's cheeks as he faced his now former lover. "All this time...I never cheated on you, and I never....How could you do this to me, Fujimori?! All this time I did nothing but love you...AND FOR WHAT?! For you to go behind my back and fuck Shinichirou!? No...I don't need you....get lost...."

"But I didn't know that I wasn't in love with you!"

"Bullshit!! Just leave, Fujimori. I never wanna see you again." Sora turned his back to Sunao, ignoring him.

For a moment the brunette didn't move, and then slowly he bowed to the others back. "Gomen nasai, Hashiba-san. I hope one day that you'll forgive me." He stood up straight and walked to the door, opening it and closing it, leaving the apartment.

It wasn't until Sora was sure that Sunao was gone before he sunk to his knees, crying into his hands, silence for a long time until he uttered, "I still love you, Sunao. I'll always love you....

~Owari~