Yokubo

CHAPTER 1: WOOD

Fabian rests his back against the wooden railing of the fish pond. He looks up at the clear blue sky, pondering with a smile. The pensive look on his face reflected how deep in thought he really was. So deep, in fact, he couldn't hear Hailey, his girlfriend calling him. Her voice sounded so far away, muffled as if he was underwater as she approached and nudged him out of his funk he turned to her with a blank look. 

"So many times have I thought about the nature of love. It's timing, its place, its person. The way it envelops you as water does. Swallowing you whole. For better or worse." Fabian thought to himself.

"Fabian, Fabian!" Hailey shouted. 

"Yes, yes im coming, hold on," he replied getting up. He followed Hailey back into the house as she swung the grill open, he quickly caught it as he closed it. He turned the key lodged in the grill's keyhole and it clicked shut. 

"You know, when my father bought this house for me I didn't think I'd still get a fucking lecture on how to run my life!." vented Hailey as she stormed through the entrance and straight to the kitchen where she turned on the tap to wash the plates. She poured an excessive amount of washing liquid over the sponge but stopped before washing the many plates in the sink and looked at Fabian blankly. 

"Hey Fabe, did you lock the door?" she asked absent-mindedly. 

"Yeah, yeah I did. Don't worry babe." Hailey doesn't look convinced. 

"Gimme a second I'll just double check. " she said as she walked out of the kitchen leaving the tap running. Fabian sighs softly and looks at the tap. He stares as the water keeps running and running and running. He reaches out and turns the tap off. Hailey briskly strides back in. 

"Oh, luckily I remembered to turn off the tap this time, haha. I've been so forgetful lately." Hailey says as she walks over to the nearby fridge, and opens it. She bends down, as she's talking. Fabian still not uttering a word, looks at her ass. His eyes fixated on her perky, firm bum. He gripped the side of the counter that he was leaning against. He took a deep breath. 

"Babe?" Hailey called out, still looking in the fridge. Fabian snapped out of his funk.

"Y-yeah babe?" he answered. "Where's the Nutella? I can't find it. Didn't we just have it for breakfast?" She asked. Fabian looks at Hailey as she continues searching the fridge his eyes look above her on the top of the fridge. There it was. The brown, chocolate-filled bottle with its pretty little white cap sitting above the grey fridge. 

"Uh, hold on lemme check." he responded as he closed the fridge door and she stood up. He reached over and picked it up, handing it to her. She sighed smiling. 

"What was it doing there?" she asked. Fabian smiles lightly, almost sarcastically. 

"I think I must've forgotten. Sorry babe," he replied. She walked over to the opposite counter and picked up a butter knife as she twisted open the cap. She stopped just as she was about to dig in. She smiled looking up at Fabian. 

"What?" he asked. She chuckled to herself mischievously. She stuck her finger deep into the jar. She pulled out her now brown finger. 

 "Come here." she said wagging the finger at him. As if in a trance, Fabian walked over to her. She pressed her ear against his chest. 

"Your heart's beating so fast. Are you scared?" she asked with a flirtatious smile on her face. She grabbed his right wrist. Her fingers sneakily read his pulse. 

"No of course not. Why would I be scared? Haha. If anything, I'm excited." he replied slightly nervous. His pulse sounds twice. Hailey smirks as she looks up at him. 

"Liar". She said, giggling. She turns around, facing away from him. She pressed herself against his body. Fabian was shivering with anticipation, the smell of her hair, the feel of her body, it was happening all at once. 

"Hailey.." Fabian began. 

"Open your mouth" she commanded. Fabian opened his mouth as she gently stuck her finger in it. 

"Eat. You know the way I like." The sweet taste of chocolate permeated Fabian's mouth as he began sucking on her thumb like a lollipop. She leaned her head on his shoulder as she moaned softly into his ear. Her free hand grabbed his ass as her moans got louder. 

"That's it... just the way I like... " cooed Hailey. Fabian continued sucking on her finger. The sound was audible throughout the tiny kitchen. "Stop," said Hailey as she pulled her finger out of Fabian's mouth. His face clearly showed his desire. 

"Please.." he begged. Hailey leant in and whispered in his year. 

"Don't you come. Not till I say so." Fabian shuddered, taking a deep breath to centre himself. Hailey's phone begins to ring, the shrill sound snaps him out of his horny state and back to the real world. Hailey picks up the phone as she walks out of the kitchen, Her conversation can be faintly heard in the distance. Fabian walks over to the sink, turning the tap on. He began washing his face. At that moment Hailey comes back to the kitchen. 

"Hey babe that was Ana, something happened between her and her boyfriend. Apparently, he's a "dickless piece of shit"." Fabian turns to look at Hailey, water still dripping off his face. 

" How does that work?" he asked. 

"It doesn't. She said he never wanted to fuck her. Like he was saving or something! What an asshole!" she replied. Fabian dries his face with a towel as he listens. 

"I'm gonna get changed, do you mind dropping me off at her place?" she asked. "Hm? Oh yeah sure no problem." he replied. 

"Great. Oh and since you're there, could you do me the biggest favour?" she asked. 

"What is it?" he replied. 

" Wash the dishes? I really can't stand them just sitting there. They've been in the sink way too long." she asked. Fabian stared at her for a brief second but quickly answered. 

"Can can no worries you go get ready. I'll finish this up." Hailey blows him a kiss and rushes off to change. Fabian sighs as he turns the tap back on and picks up the over-soaked sponge and begins scrubbing the dishes. 

" Love has this effect. It makes us want to be happy. To make others happy. To please. To allow them to live the life they really want. It's the greatest form of self-sacrifice anyone can make." he thought to himself.