Fly (Keishin Ukai) - COMPLETED

42 - Fly

"Well, maybe if someone told me earlier, I would have come to visit!" Izumi said making Yuki chuckle.

"I'm sorry, I've been busy!" Keishin defended. They were in the car, driving to his house, Yuki had just been let out of the hospital, and she was face timing Izumi who had only found out Yuki had woken up and was annoyed.

"It's fine," Yuki assured her friend, "you said you'd be at the trials, right?"

"Of course. I need to see who could be joining the team."

"Then we'll see each other there," Yuki forced a smile, but even after so many years, Izumi could see through her.

"You're going to do well. You are naturally talented for Volleyball. Try not to worry."

"That's what I've been trying to tell her!" Keishin added. Yuki sighed softly.

"I know, just scary, you know. It could change my whole life."

-

Yuki slowly followed Keishin into the house; she was nervous. She was moving in with him, and it did not scare her, but it put a strange feeling into her stomach. She was more worried about what Keishin was thinking, she was more than happy, but it was his house. What if he was letting her stay because he felt guilty with the accident? What if he wasn't actually ready?

"Hey," he pulled her from thought, taking her hand into his. "stop overthinking." he walked backwards, pulling her with him.

"I'm not overthinking..."

"But that's your overthinking face." Yuki sheepishly smiled, looking to the ground, her cheeks growing red. He stopped in the middle of the living room, closing the gap between them and gently turning her head to look at him. "I know this is a big step, and if you're not ready th-"

"No, I am ready; it's just," she sighed softly, nibbling on her bottom lip. "It's your house."

"It's ours," he corrected. Yuki looked down to the floor but allowed him to lead her to the bedroom. He stopped her in front of the wardrobe and opened it, catching her attention.

"I've cleared out clothes I don't wear anymore, left a good amount of space." Her eyebrows raised.

"Left space?"

"For your stuff. Me and your dad brought it over last night. The bathroom is the same; I cleared space." Yuki's mouth hung open, her head tilted to the side. Before it did not seem real, just an idea, afterthought with the accident, but suddenly it sunk in.

It was real. Maybe for a moment, it was too fast, and then it finally caught up with her. She smirked, her head nodding slightly.

"I'll make food while you get comfortable," he tried to walk away, but Yuki grabbed his hand.

"Unpacking can wait till later," she said, turning to face him and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Want to do something else? I can help you unpack it you n-" she cut him off with a kiss. It was unexpected but welcomed.

"I think it's time."

"Time for what?"

Yuki lightly bit his bottom lip before breathing, "that you fuck me."

Keishin eyes widened, he had not expected the comment. But then he smirked. He loved her random spurs of confidence. She planted another kiss, her fingers playing on the edge of his jeans.

He pulled away and met her eyes, though his hands stayed at her face. "Are you sure you're ready?" He needed to be sure, the last thing he wanted was for her to regret it.