Just Another Day, a ZarHaseo Fic

by **Admin Old** Wed Jul 02, 2008 5:17 pm

Zarkus lay stretched out, head on a pillow, feet on the edge of the sofa. He had one hand on a television remote, facing towards a TV set across the room. He nonchalantly pressed a button as the image on the screen changed, over, and over. He yawned, and rolled over, his arms on his stomach. Pressing one more button, the screen flashed brightly, then went blank. He looked up at the ceiling, then realizing nothing is unique, he closed his eyes.

His slumber was interrupted with a harsh pain in the center of his stomach. The blonde let out a yelp, as his eyes flew open, and he saw another pair of eyes staring at him. "Hey," The dark haired boy on top of him said. "What're you doing laying around, Z?" The boy relaxing moments ago sighed, and his eyelids closed a little, just barely open, staring at the other boy. "Haseo..." He hissed.

"There's so much more you could be doing right now, y`know." The younger said, with a grin. The eldest boy raised an eyebrow. "Like?" He said, now curious. Haseo; "Lelouch", smirked, knowing he had sparked his friend's interest. "Well, as you know, another Kira has spawned, nothing this exciting has happened for years, you could work on that case with the police force, like your job; everyone's waiting for us..."

No reaction had come from the boy on bottom. "Or?" He asked. Lelouch looked at him, aware of what he had in mind. "Well, we could-" Zarkus cut him off. "No, not yet..." The dark haired boy paused, just staring at him, he could've sworn that was what he was implying. Those thoughts raged on until he fell to the floor with a thud. Zarkus had spun them off the couch. He leaned in, close, to the police rookie. He whispered in his ear, "I won't be on the bottom."

Haseo, with his self on the floor, squirmed and struggled to get out of the grip of his superior police officer, yet, it was useless. Zarkus sat with his knees apart, his hands on both sides of the dark-haired boy's head looking down on him, in a "Mount" position. "Z" lowered his upper body, and began to swirl his tongue along Haseo's neck. He gasped, not expecting it.

Lelouch wrapped his arms around the older, as his tongue trailed lower. Z grumbled, and took out a knife from his pocket, as the other's eyes widened, when the knife nearly ripped him apart. Instead, it tore open his dark T-shirt. It was quickly opened, the two sides flung in other ends. Z continued the trail down in the center of his chest, down to his navel. He motioned it in a circle, and Haseo bit his lip. Slowly traveling lower, Haseo let out a soft moan, and Zarkus smiled, a satisfied one, as he lifted himself up.

Lelouch looked at him, wondering why he stopped. They stared down eachother, until Lelouch broke down. "P-please..." he said, as Zarkus grinned and continued the act. "Ehh..." Zarkus stopped again. "We still have to go to work, don't we?" Haseo snapped back into reality. "O-oh, yeah!" Zarkus quickly planted a kiss on Haseo's lips, making him blush a bit, and lifted himself up. He straightened his jacket, and helped the other up. He rushed out the door, grabbing a briefcase, and slipped a gun in his belt.

"Just another, boring day..." He said, as he ran off to the bus stop.