Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Onsen Fever ♨ Part 2 (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

As I promised this is the new fanfiction about Gakupo and Yūma. It is divided into two parts because it is so long. This time I wanted to concentrate on developing the characters a little, so I sent them to an onsen resort for some relaxation. But the question is whether it really is as relaxing as Gakupo and Yūma hoped it to be?

It is written with a twink in the eye. I really wanted to present Yūma's sister Mizki (VY1), and I think she's a pretty cool chick with a similar attitude to Yūma. Usually I find it hard for female characters, but she feels more like a tomboy - so it was okay to write about her.

Something that I also wanted to mention in the story was Yūma's properties as a street punk. I wanted to highlight his stubborn attitude and his fiery temper - and I also wanted to highlight Gakupo's adult like and mature personality that you won't see that often.


Again Lamunan gave me permision to use one of her pictures here in this story. I actually wrote the story completely because of that picture because I thought that the picture was so beautiful and awesome. xD

Here is her Youtube and DeviantArt. Make sure to take a look!


If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.
 



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The lunch went smoothly and it appeared that Mizki’s friend – who also owned the inn – was a Pitchloid called Akaito. That was when Yūma realized why the men’s yukata were wine red. The guy clearly liked the color red. Most of the mansion was designed after different shades of red and brown.

Yūma had a hard time relaxing in Akaito’s presence. It wasn’t that Akaito seemed to be a bad guy, but he was a Pitchloid after all. He wasn’t like all the other Vocaloids, and the fact that the whole inn was crawling with Pitchloids gave him a bad feeling in the guts.

“Hey, Gakupo,” he whispered as he leaned closer. “Have you noticed that there’s lots of Pitchloids here?”

“Yeah, why?” Gakupo asked and didn’t understand Yūma’s worry.

“I don’t really know. It gives me a creepy feeling.”

“Just relax and enjoy the stay,” Gakupo smiled, and Yūma sighed and tried to relax. But a bad feeling lingered in the air.

When the lunch was over the girls wanted to take a bath, and Yūma and Gakupo joined Kaito, Piko and Len on a sightseeing and walked around the small city nearby the inn. It was a very peaceful city and the weather was great. Before they knew it they had missed dinner time and ate at a small family restaurant.  Yūma relaxed completely and forgot about the bad feeling he had gotten at the inn, and when the sun was going down he and Gakupo retired to their room to take a bath.

“The air is so fresh out here. It was a good idea to come here,” Yūma sighed and walked up to the porch where the little garden and private onsen was located. He opened the sliding doors and let the fresh breeze inside their room. The sunset had a really warm color to it and it was quiet and peaceful outside.

When he turned around he saw Gakupo giving him a heated glare.

“What?” he asked, and Gakupo cleared his throat.

“I know you hate when I tell you how sexy you are, so please don’t get angry when I say that you look so breathtaking when you stand there with your yukata in the sunset.”

Yūma chuckles and sat down on the tatami next to the doors and pulled down his left shoulder of the yukata. Gakupo swallowed hard.

“You know – it feels a little hot in this,” Yūma said with a playful tone in his voice and opened his yukata a little more. The left side of his chest was exposed and he looked up at Gakupo with such a sexy look that the other man felt a huge impulse to jump him. “That’s a really hungry look you have in your eyes, mister. Do you like what you see?” Yūma then smiled and spread his legs a little more to give his lover a glimpse of the thing he wanted.




Gakupo swallowed hard again and then laughed quietly and sat down on his knees on the floor where he had been standing a few meters away from Yūma.

“Your skin is so beautiful. It makes me want to kiss and nibble on it,” he said and looked at Yūma with a wanting look that made Yūma’s body tingle.

“Oh, you’re so perverted, mister!” Yūma cried innocently, but his eyes clearly were anything but innocent.

“Yeah? I can be even more perverted,” Gakupo answered with a low seductive voice, and Yūma pretended to look at him with a scared expression on his face. “That look makes me want to force you down and take you immediately.”

“Oh no! Don’t!” Yūma cried pathetically, and Gakupo laughed. Gakupo came closer on all fours like he was a predator. His eyes never let go of Yūma, who played the innocent victim and backed away out on the porch.

“You can’t escape, my little prey,” Gakupo purred with an evil hint in his voice. “Just give yourself to me.”

Yūma shook his head and held his closed hand in front of his lips like a worried girl. When Gakupo came close enough to take a hold of the obi to Yūma’s yukata he pulled if off mercilessly.

“Oh! No, please, sir. Don’t…” Yūma pulled away and got up from the porch floor to run outside to the garden. He held his yukata closed with his hands and backed away. Gakupo got up and came closer, and now he had such a dominant look in his sharp gaze that Yūma just wanted to lie down on the grass and spread his legs for the man. But he also enjoyed this little play. It put Gakupo in the right mood and made him more perverted and somewhat kinky. He would toy with Yūma until he begged for mercy.

“Don’t you try to run away from me. When I get you I’ll make you mine.” Gakupo’s voice was oozing with hot emotions. As the man got closer Yūma continued to back away.

Suddenly he felt how he stepped into thin air and fell backwards. “Woah!”

A huge splash followed and he felt the hot water surround his whole body. He realized he had fallen into the bath. He broke through the surface and when he shook the water from his eyes he saw Gakupo standing on the bank looking at him with such sharp eyes that it felt like his gazed pierced through Yūma‘s whole body. The light’s around them turned on and lit up the bath in a soft light. The sun was setting and had almost disappeared behind the mountains.

“Now you can’t escape. Just give up, my little prey,” the man said with his low seductive voice that made Yūma drunk with lust.

Gakupo stepped into the water with his yukata still on. The water level reached up to his hips and the soaked part of his yukata floated like a shadow behind him along with his long hair. Suddenly he had a powerful aura around him, and Yūma felt the sight of him overwhelm him to the point that he backed away a little.

Gakupo walked up to him and lifted his hand from the water and took a hold of Yūma’s yukata. It was quiet around them and the drops from Gakupo’s hand made dripping noises as they fell back into the hot water. He pulled Yūma’s yukata open and let it fall into the water. He pushed Yūma against the wooden wall that stood behind him that separated the bath from the others, and then he kissed him deeply.

“Mmh…” Yūma accepted the man’s tongue inside and let it tickle the roof of his mouth.

Gakupo pulled Yūma’s yukata away from him and let it float away to somewhere behind him. He then took a hold of Yūma chin and held it in a tight grip as he pulled at Yūma’s fundoshi and the knot dissolved and fell off from Yūma’s hips. Yūma stood naked in front of him and with his free hand he caressed Yūma’s body and let it then carefully and slowly massage Yūma’s hard member. When it had played with it for a little while Gakupo slipped his hand behind Yūma’s back and caressed the crease between his buttocks and massaged Yūma’s entrance.

“Ohh…” Yūma sighed and opened Gakupo’s obi and pulled the yukata off from his shoulders and opened the fundoshi and let it float away together with the yukata. Then he pulled the man’s hips against him and pressed his groin against Gakupo’s. “Mmh… Play with me,” he whispered.

Gakupo turned Yūma around and shifted places with him. He hugged Yūma’s back hard against him and then they slid down into the water while Gakupo nibbled on Yūma’s neck.

“Aaah. Mmh…” Yūma sighed out of pleasure as he felt Gakupo’s teeth bite him carefully.

Gakupo leaned his back against the wooden wall caressed his hands along with Yūma’s torso up against his nipples and began to play with them. Yūma leaned his head backwards and closed his eyes. The electricity flowing through him made his body shiver and he tensed his hip muscles automatically.

“Oh… I love your hands,” he whispered as Gakupo pinched his nipples harder. “Mmmh…”

“Do you want me to touch something else?” Gakupo whispered with his low sighing voice that made Yūma’s head spin with lust.

“Yes.”

Gakupo let his right hand fall from Yūma’s nipple and further down his chest and stomach. It slowly caressed Yūma’s navel and continued further down.

“Hurry,” Yūma begged. The teasing made him mad.

“Patience, my sweet Yūma,” Gakupo whispered. He knew exactly what he was doing, and saying Yūma’s name out loud made Yūma shiver even more.

“Nngh! Don’t say my name,” Yūma complained while he moaned quietly.

Gakupo chuckled and put his lips so close to Yūma’s right ear that his lips brushed it slightly, and whispered:

“Yūma... Yūma... Yūma...”

“No! Aaah!” Yūma sighed as Gakupo caressed his rock hard member and intense electricity flowed through him again and made him arch his back. “Mmhh!”

“You like that?” Gakupo whispered, and Yūma held his breath. “Want me to touch you more intensely, hm?”

“Stop whispering in my ear!” Yūma let out his breath as he begged.

“Why?” Gakupo chuckled and licked his ear.

“Nngh! B-because it makes my head spin,” Yūma panted, and Gakupo chuckled again.

“That’s good.”

He took a hold of Yūma’s member and began playing with it in his hand. Yūma moved his hips and arched his back again and moaned out aloud.

“Do you think the others on the other side will hear?” Gakupo asked, and Yūma sighed out loud.

“Aaah! I don’t care. Let them hear everything,” he moaned and moved his hips more intensely and the water was covers with more intense ripples as he moved desperately.

Gakupo moved his hand over Yūma shaft in slow-motion to be sure that Yūma didn’t get too much pleasure. He wanted to tease him longer. He continued to play with his nipple with his other hand as well, and he kept licking and nibbling on Yūma’s neck and ear.

“I want your fingers inside me,” Yūma panted, and Gakupo let his other hand fall down from Yūma’s left nipple and slowly follow Yūma’s now oversensitive body down to his back. It slipped slowly in the crease and teased it a little until he pushed his middle finger slowly against Yūma’s opening. “Ahh… Just push it inside,” Yūma moaned and moved his hips to push against Gakupo’s finger.

“You want it that bad?”

“I want it really bad. Please, give it to me,” Yūma moaned, and then his eyes shut tightly as Gakupo pushed his finger all the way inside him. “Aaah! Mmh!”

It was a little rough to move the finger. The water didn’t work as a good lubricant, but Yūma didn’t complain and so Gakupo continued to push it in and pull it out. He searched for Yūma’s good spot and after a while he found it when Yūma flinched and let a cry escape from his lips.

“Ah! Oh! Right there!” Yūma exclaimed, and Gakupo chuckled and kept on pushing against that spot. “Aaah! Nnngh! Haaahh!”

Being stimulated at the front and in the back made Yūma lose his sense of reality and he didn’t care how lewd he acted. He moved his hips harder against Gakupo’s finger and as he was loose enough Gakupo inserted one finger more.

“Oooh! Naaah!”

The hot water and the pleasure med Yūma feel like he was melting. His body felt like it was melting like honey, and his mind was almost completely numb.

“Mmhh… Just like that,” he sighed and moved his hips slowly. ”Haah… Your hands really are amazing.”

Gakupo’s lips tickled him all over his neck. When the kisses climbed up to his right ear Yūma moaned as Gakupo nibbled at his ear and sighed lustfully. That made his whole body tingle with lust.

“You’re really dirty, you know that?” Gakupo whispered in his ear.

“Mnnh… You are too,” Yūma sighed and searched for a kiss. Gakupo answered Yūma’s searching lips with his own and they kissed slightly. Their position made the kissing difficult, but Yūma wanted to taste Gakupo’s hot tongue so badly that he let his tongue play with Gakupo’s between their lips as he held his left arm behind Gakupo’s neck. “I want you so badly,” he then sighed and turned around to look Gakupo deep into the eyes and straddle himself over the man’s hips. “I want you inside me,” he then whispered and gave Gakupo a heated kiss. He pressed his lips greedily against the man’s and sucked at his tongue.

“Suddenly I feel like I’ve turned into the prey,” Gakupo snickered as their lips parted, and Yūma smiled.

“You went right into my trap,” he whispered and kissed him again as he took a hold of Gakupo’s member and held it in place against his entrance and lowered himself over it. He pushed the man’s member slowly and carefully against his opening until the tip slipped inside, and then he pulled it out again. “Aah! I got water inside me!” he exclaimed, and Gakupo laughed quietly.

“You have to push it all the way inside and you shouldn’t pull it out when in the water,” he said, and Yūma nodded.

“I figured as much,” he mumbled and made a new try. He lowered his hips on top of Gakupo’s member and after a little force it slipped inside. “Mmh! Aah…” He continued to lower himself and soon the whole member slipped inside. “Oh… Finally…” he sighed and kissed his lover deeply as he waited for his body to adjust a little.

“Finally?” Gakupo asked between their kisses, and Yūma smiled and answered:

“I can’t stand a longer period of time without having you inside me.”

“You talk really dirty tonight. I like that,” Gakupo sighed as Yūma moved his hips slowly and thrust Gakupo’s member inside him again by lowering them.

“Oh, you’re so hard,” Yūma sighed and moved a little faster. “Haaah… Ah! You feel really good inside me.”

The surface of the water got disturbed by Yūma’s greedy movements and it made splashing sounds. Gakupo sighed out his lust and let small moans escape him. He was so intoxicated by seeing Yūma rise and move down in front of him. His body was wet from the water and the small water drops on his chest glistened in the soft light. He put his hands on Yūma’s waist and made the thrust harder by pressing Yūma down as he moved in front of him. That made the splashing sound even higher, and Yūma’s moans grew louder.

“Aaah! Oh! More!” Yūma demanded and they began to move so intensely that Yūma’s body broke out in goose bumps and he almost lost his breath.

After a while he lost strength in his movements and Gakupo stopped him.

“Are you getting tired?” he asked while he panted. His throat was dry.

“The hot water makes me weak,” Yūma sighed and kissed his lover.

“Maybe we should move into the bedroom?” Gakupo asked, and Yūma nodded.

“That sounds like an idea.”

They continued as animals in the bedroom. Yūma lay under Gakupo with his legs spread wide to give the man full access to his body, and Gakupo pumped so hard that the sound from their flesh was loud and clear. Yūma held a tight grip on Gakupo’s arms and buried his nails into them. That made Gakupo move harder and Yūma didn’t stop his voice from filling the whole room with hot moans and cries.

“More! Give me more!” he demanded. His cheeks were flushed and his whole body grew hotter for every second that passed.

“You’re so hot, Yūma. You feel incredible,” Gakupo panted and rammed his member inside Yūma with such force that Yūma arched his back and pushed his head back against the pillow.

“Aaaah! Damn it! You’re so hard! Haaah!” Yūma cried. “You fuck me so good. Mmmh! Aaah!”

Gakupo was moving so hard and intensely that his body ached. But he didn’t want to stop either. But when his arms began to shake he gave up and panted for breath.

“Is that all?” Yūma asked and looked at him with eyes filled with a greedy glare that challenged Gakupo to move again.

“Give me a break,” Gakupo sighed and laughed quietly. Yūma pulled Gakupo’s member out of his body and turned around on all fours.

“This’ll make it easier?” he asked, and Gakupo took a hold of his hips and rammed his hardness right to the hilt inside Yūma, who let out a happy cry and threw his head back. “Aaaah!”

About an hour later Gakupo dressed himself in the other set of yukata and looked at Yūma who lay on the bed with a tired expression and burning red cheeks. Without either of them noticing it Yūma had gotten fever during the sex that probably was caused by the action in the hot water, and now he was all out of energy and was shivering. Gakupo covered him with the covers and kissed him lightly on his hot lips.

“I didn’t know you were that sensitive. I’m sorry if I pushed you too hard,” Gakupo said and pushed Yūma’s sweaty bangs from his eyes. “You’re burning up. I’ll go ask for some medicine to get your fever down. Wait here a moment.”

Yūma took a hold of Gakupo’s sleeve and held him back.

“Be sure to hurry back,” he said with a tired voice, and Gakupo nodded and gave him a kiss on his forehead.

As Gakupo got out from the room he hurried down the hall against the reception when he suddenly felt something hit him in the neck with such a force that he felt how his whole body lost strength and his consciousness drifted away.

Later when he woke up he had a terrible headache. He lay in a wooden floor but he heard a flow of water from nearby. He didn’t want to open his eyes because of the terrible headache, and when he was about to massage his temples he realized that his hands were tied behind his back.

“What…?”

“You’ve come too, Gakupo?” he heard a feminine voice say, and when he opened his eyes he saw someone who looked like him with the same purple hair and style. But this person had feminine curves.

“Who are you?” he asked, and the woman laughed and looked at him with her sharp eyes.

“I’m surprised that you don’t recognize me. I am you after all, but in a feminine version,” she said and came closer. “My name is Kamui Gakuko.”

Gakupo quickly sharpened his senses and took a good look around to understand the situation. He studied the terrain and saw that they weren’t too far from the inn. It looked more like they were behind it in a secret garden that wasn’t on the map. Gakupo was lying on the porch to a small shed next to a little stream of water. Then he saw that there were a few young men there too. They looked like her lackeys. There were six of them in total.

“What do you want?” he then asked with a menacing tone in his voice, and Gakuko laughed and put her hand under Gakupo’s chin and looked him deep into his eyes.

“I want your voice bank,” she said quietly. “I want to take your place. I am only a Pitchloid at the moment, but if I can get into your database I can take over both your voice bank and avatar and become a real Vocaloid.”

Gakupo stared at her for a moment but then he burst out into laughter.

“Do you really think that will work?” he asked and looked at her. “No one knows the password except me.”

Gakuko looked at him with a piercing gaze but Gakupo wasn’t intimidated at all.

“Then I’ll make you give me your password,” she hissed and pulled a knife from her clothes. “Everybody has a limit for what they can take, you know.”

Gakupo gave her a smile.

“You can try, but I’m not scared at all.”

“Oh, we’ll see about that.”

Gakuko was just about to cut Gakupo’s cheek when somebody yelled:

“Hands off, bitch, or I’ll chop them off!”

Gakuko dropped her knife in surprise and turned instantly around and looked at the source of the voice. Gakupo directed his eyes to the source too and there a few meters away he saw Yūma standing in his yukata with his wakisashi pointed toward Gakuko. It glistened in the moonlight. His eyes were tired but they had a strong and brave spark in them, and his cheeks were burning red.

“Yūma?! What the hell are you doing here?” Gakupo yelled, and Yūma looked at him.

“Saving your ass of course! Len came running to me and said that he had seen you been dragged off to somewhere. Everybody is searching for you – except Meiko who is too drunk to even stand up straight. I knew there was something fishy with this place with all these fucking Pitchloids everywhere!”

“My ass doesn’t need to be saved! I can take care of myself!” Gakupo scolded back.

“The hell you do! Look at you! You’re bound and almost got your face screwed up by that bitch!”

“SHUT THE HELL UP!” Gakuko yelled. “And stop calling me a bitch, you asshole!”

Yūma looked at her again and hissed:

“How dare you touch my man? Go get your own. Or do you have a hard time finding one? But then again, who would want an ugly bitch like you?”

Gakuko stared at him with fire in her eyes.

“How dare you say that when I almost look exactly like Gakupo?”

“I’m not talking about your outside. Haven’t you learned that it’s the inside you have to worry about? Stupid cow.”

“Enough! Get him!” she yelled, and the men standing around the little garden dashed at Yūma.

Yūma looked at them cooly. Gakupo could see that he quickly calculated the attacking men, and as soon as the first one was about to hit him Yūma ducked and hit his elbow in the man’s stomach. The man lost his breath and fell to his knees holding his stomach with a pained expression on his face.

Yūma swept to the side to take care of the next attacker, and when the man directed a blow against Yūma’s stomach he made a little move to the side and hit the man’s chin with the scabbard held in his left hand. Then he swung a blow at the man’s neck with the back of his wakisashi in his right hand, and that man lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground.

Then he took the next one on and hit him also to the ground with a powerful blow.

Gakupo was very impressed of Yūma’s fighting style. It was rough and unrefined, but Yūma knew what he was doing and didn’t hesitate. This was the first time he saw Yūma fight and he had to admit to himself that he loved to see Yūma move and fight like the skilled street punk that he was. But even if Yūma fought very well and had strength in his blows Gakupo could still see that he wasn’t feeling good. His footing was unbalanced and his body was shaking. His fever was getting to him and he wouldn’t be able to keep going like that. As he was about attack the fourth man he suddenly swayed and lost focus. He put his hand to the head and sighed, and then he fell to his knees on the grass.

“Damn it…” he mumbled and tried to stay awake.

“Yūma!” Gakupo tried to pull his hands free but the ropes binding him didn’t give way.

“Hold him down!” Gakuko yelled and the men that still were conscious took a hold of Yūma’s arms and shoulders and pinned his arms behind his back.

“Agh!” Yūma panted for breath. He was so tired and his whole body ached and shivered from the fever.

“The poor and mighty prince has fallen to his knees in front of his enemy,” Gakuko giggled and walked up to Yūma and took a hold of his hair and pulled his head up to look at him. “Oh my, you’re really burning up and you could still move like that? I have to give you some credit for that, punk.”

“Let go of me,” Yūma hissed and stared at Gakuko with electrifying eyes.

“You’re in no position of requesting me to do anything,” Gakuko smiled her devious smile.

“That wasn’t a request. It was an order.”

“Maybe I should shut that pretty mouth of yours?” she said and let go of Yūma’s hair, and then gave her men a nod. One of them hit Yūma hard in his stomach and he coughed as he lost his breath and lost all of his strength. He was like a limp doll in the men’s grip.

Gakuko smiled satisfied and turned around to continue with her plan as she suddenly felt a slap over her cheek and she stumbled to the side from the blow. She held her hand to her burning cheek and looked shocked at Gakupo who stood in front of her with a very angry and menacing glare.

“How dare you hurt him?” he said with a very low voice that made even Yūma flinch.  “I can tolerate you hurting me, but if you touch the one I care about deeply then you’ve gone too far.”

Gakuko stared at him in surprise and didn’t move. She was paralyzed by Gakupo’s anger.

“H-how did you…?” she asked with a shaky voice, and Gakupo showed her the knife that she had dropped when Yūma had startled her.

“Let go of him,” Gakupo said to the men who held Yūma down. They didn’t move, but when Gakupo held up the knife against Gakuko they immediately release Yūma, who slumped to the ground. “Are you okay, Yūma?” he then asked, and Yūma nodded silently. “Now then. How will we do this? You’ve clearly broken some laws here and because you’re a woman I won’t rough you up. That’s not my style,” he then said while looking at Gakuko.

“I can do that for you…” Yūma sighed and looked up while he held his arms around his stomach. The blow from earlier clearly still hurt. “I don’t care what she is. She pisses me off.”

“You just rest. You’ve done enough,” Gakupo scolded, and Yūma gave it up and lay on the ground to try and recover from the blow and fever. “I can’t let my eyes wander from you and your men. If I do there’s no telling what you’ll do. This has clearly put me in a difficult position.”

“You said you wouldn’t hurt me because I’m a woman. I can order my men to take you down,” Gakuko spat out, but Gakupo took some threatening steps towards her.

“Don’t get me wrong. I will hurt you if I have to. But I really don’t like to do that so just be a good girl and do as I say,” he said with his menacing deep voice. “You there!” he said to the one closest to Yūma. “Pick him up. The rest of you walk in front of me and don’t try anything funny or Gakuko will get hurt,” he then ordered.

Gakupo’s voice was so dark and powerful that no one dared to defy him. The man closest to Yūma picked him up in his arms, and the rest stood in a straight line in front of Gakupo. “You go right in front of me,” Gakupo instructed Gakuko, who cursed and did as he told her to as she got the knife to her throat. The man carrying Yūma walked right next to Gakupo who held his arm in a tight grip to make sure he didn’t try anything funny against Yūma.

Together they walked up to the mansion, and as they came close they suddenly heard: “Hey! I’ve found them! They are on the back yard!”. When they looked up to the second floor window they could see Rin in the window.

“Call for security,” Gakupo asked her, and she nodded and ran inside the inn. Soon they saw Mizki and Piko come running out from the inn, and as they saw Gakuko and the others they slowed down.

“Yūma! What happened?!” Mizki shouted as her eyes fell on her brother, and she ran up to the man carrying Yūma and took a look at him. “You’re burning up! Are you okay?” she then asked worrying, and Yūma sighed.

“Yeah… I just need to rest a little,” he answered and closed his eyes.

The security guards came running out from the inn and Akaito was right behind them. They secured Gakuko and her lackeys and took them away. Gakupo took Yūma into his arms and held him tight like he was a precious treasure.

“They will be given over to the police. Is everybody okay?” Akaito asked, and Gakupo asked him to give Yūma some medical care.

“He has a high fever and got a little hurt during all the commotion.”

Yūma shook his head: “I’m okay. Just let me sleep a little and I’ll be as good a new.”

“Don’t be silly! Do you have any idea how worried I am about you?!” Gakupo yelled at him.

“Stop yelling. My head hurts,” Yūma complained and held his hands over his ears. “But really. I am okay.”

“Who was the one who hit him?” Mizki asked, and after Gakupo gave her the description of the man she suddenly ran inside the inn and after a while they heard a weird scream from inside the mansion.

“That’s your sister all right. I wonder if she kicked him in the balls?” Gakupo laughed and looked at Yūma who rested his head against his chest.

“Yeah, she’s a crazy idiot,” he sighed, and Gakupo chuckled.

“Yeah. I can see the resemblance between her and the crazy idiot in my arms right now.”

“Shut up…” Yūma muttered, and Gakupo gave his burning hot forehead a light kiss.

“But thank you for coming for me,” he whispered.

“I wanted to try out being the prince in a shiny armor for once, because you always call me a spoiled princess,” Yūma muttered, and Gakupo laughed.

“Well, you are a spoiled princess. But I guess sometimes you can make a quick change too. Now let’s get you some treatment and put you to sleep.”

He carried Yūma into the inn and Akaito called for the doctor at the inn who took a look at Yūma. He got some medicine and then he fell asleep and slept soundly the whole night. The morning after he was a lot more energetic and the fever had gone down. But he cursed every time he saw a Pitchloid and mumbled about how he didn’t trust them. At those times Gakupo just pulled him close and calmed him down.

The rest of their time at the inn was peaceful and they relaxed and enjoyed their lazy time together with the other Vocaloids. When they checked out two days afterwards Yūma felt really happy about returning home, and the moment they got home to Gakupo he threw his shoes off and hurried to jump into the bed. He refused to go up for the rest of the day and made Gakupo bring him stuff from the kitchen when he got hungry or thirsty.

“You really are a spoiled little princess,” Gakupo laughed and teased him, and Yūma got so hot tempered that he took a hold of the sandwich on the plate and threw it after Gakupo, who hurried out of the bedroom.

“You’ll sleep on the couch tonight, you prick!” Yūma yelled after him but got only laughter as a response. “Damn, it’s really good to be back home,” he then sighed and let himself fall down on the bed to go to sleep again.

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