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Evolving Feelings - Discovery II	By : Svein Category: +A through F > Bloody Roar Views: 1268 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bloody Roar nor any of its characters, and I'm making no money off this fic.

Chapter List
- 1-Discovery II
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Epilogue
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Other warnings: Contains non-consensual sex, although the 'rape' tag desn't really apply (you'll understand once you reach that scene).
Intro: Evolving Feelings is my own series of short fics portraying moments of Yugo and Kenji's lives throughout the years. The stories are relatively faithful to the canon, but I've slightly changed some people's ages and took some liberties with the story paths presented in the original franchise (Yugo never joined/founded the WoC, for example). I also introduce a few original characters at some points, but they're all secondary. I write whenever inspiration strikes me, rather than in chronological order. Feedback, beta readers and reviews are all very welcome.
Time frame: This story is the direct continuation of Discovery I. If you haven't read that, you can find it here: http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600089394
Discovery II
by Svein
When Yugo entered the apartment, it didn't take long for him to realize there was a strange smell hanging about. Being a wolf zoanthrope, he'd always been able to pick hints from scent. For example, he could tell when someone was afraid, excited and so forth. This time, however, the scent he was picking was of a very particular kind, a kind which it irritated him to no end. There was the smell of a guy's cum in the apartment, and not just his or Kenji's.
Narrowing his eyes and sniffing around, he followed the scent to the living room. The place had been cleaned without much care, because he could neatly discern the smell of Kenji's and another guy's semen and pinpoint the exact location where the fluids had been spilled – that very afternoon. In fact, he estimated it had happened only a couple of hours before. Yugo could hear the sound of the shower, so he reckoned Kenji would still take a few minutes to show up. He used this time to spray the place with some disinfectant and wipe it clean until the only thing he could smell was the disinfectant.
Meanwhile, the man tried to make sense of the situation. At Kenji's age, it wasn't uncommon for guys to jerk off together – Yugo himself had done it a few times while reading porn magazines with friends. In fact, he should be happy Kenji had finally found someone he could have that kind of experience with. Except that Yugo wasn't feeling happy at all. In fact, he was pissed as hell. He didn't want to feel that guy's smell ever, ever again! He'd love nothing more than to crush his skull. Sighing deeply, Yugo pushed those feelings away and practiced the breathing exercises Dr. Murakami had taught him. In a minute, he was feeling much calmer.
He was still annoyed, but no longer felt the need to take out his anger on a nearby piece of furniture. Those cost money, and Yugo had an inconvenient penchant for destroying them. Between school expenses, therapist and high quality foods, their budget was tight. Turns out he'd calmed himself just in time, as Kenji got out of the shower soon after.
"Oh, welcome back," the boy said casually as he walked into the room. Yugo noticed he was already dressed. Normally, Kenji would linger about naked for a few minutes, waiting for his body to finish drying – it was a habit he had learned from Yugo, but he had stopped doing it a few weeks ago. It was around the same time Kenji started masturbating, Yugo realized. Suddenly, he felt the distance between them growing larger.
Yugo and Kenji had little prudishness around each other, but they had never really talked about sex in detail. About a year before, Yugo had become worried about Kenji's disinterest and tried to introduce the subject, but it turned out Kenji had already learned all about it from biology books and web searches, not leaving Yugo any room to voice his real worry: that Kenji didn't actually do anything sex-related. As a parent, Yugo was glad Kenji had recently started jerking off – took bloody long enough – but the boy had been a bit too quick to find a partner in crime. For the moment, Yugo decided to just push the thought out of his mind.
"Hey, Kenji, what's for dinner?" The man asked.
"Curry rice with chicken and vegetables."
"Ugh, curry rice again?!"
"We're short on money," Kenji answered matter-of-factly, and Yugo couldn't argue – it was Kenji who managed the household's budget. The boy was much better at numbers.
They ate dinner quietly as usual. Yugo tried asking a few questions about how school was going and whether Kenji had made any new friends, to which the boy replied with vague answers like "normal" and "not really", not venturing any additional information. Yugo was used to Kenji's aloof indifference, but he seemed even more distant as of late, almost as if he were avoiding Yugo. The man had gone through a period like that when he was Kenji's age, so it's wasn't like he didn't understand the boy. Still, he couldn't avoid feeling a bit hurt by this rejection.
They finished dinner in silence and Yugo went to take a shower. Afterwards, Yugo went to the living room to watch some television, while Kenji went to the bedroom to read a book. They only met again when it was time to go to bed. When Yugo returned to the bedroom, Kenji was already under the covers, though he wasn't sleeping. Yugo could tell. Besides, Kenji had trouble sleeping alone, he would be plagued by nightmares and relive the experiments Tylon had performed on him. Sighing, Yugo laid on his own side of the king-sized bed, turned his back on the boy and closed his eyes. Sleep eluded him for some time that night, a rare occurrence.
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The next day, when Yugo got home, his nostrils were once again assaulted by that infuriating smell. And the next day too. And the day after. This went on for over a week, Yugo was going out of his mind. Every morning, after Kenji had gone to school, he would secretly wipe the area with disinfectant. The boys had already used pretty much every major part of the living room, including the sofa, more than once. Yugo was past the point where breathing exercises were enough, he needed an outlet for his anger, and the punching bag served nicely. His sparring partners too, for that matter. The trainer was frantic, because Yugo had almost broken someone's jaw that week. The situation was becoming unmanageable, and Yugo knew it.
Every time the man was on his way back home, he thought about confronting Kenji, but then decided against it. It wasn't his business to interfere with the boy's sexual development. "Kenji's found a friend to jerk off with – and so fucking what?!" He told himself.
After two weeks of this distressing dilemma, Yugo walked into a surprise. Upon entering the living room, he noticed there was someone in the room. The guy was sitting on the couch with his back to him. Yugo quickly registered that person's smell and accurately identified him as being the source of that other smell. It took him considerable self-control to avoid throwing the stranger out. When he was about to go talk to him, Kenji came in from the bedroom.
"Welcome back, Yugo. I didn't realize you had already returned."
The stranger quickly turned his head alarmed. Yugo could smell fear, and this guy practically reeked of it now. Kenji, on the other hand, didn't, but then again he rarely did.
"Oh, hey Kenji," Yugo said with what he hoped wasn't a hostile voice, but it sounded cold even to his ears. "You didn't tell me you'd bring a friend today."
"It wasn't planned," Kenji explained unapologetically, "but I've been meaning to introduce him to you for some time."
"I see," Yugo said, eyeing the stranger with a measuring gaze that was loaded with barely disguised hostility. The guy was almost pissing his pants now. He might be tall, but being stared down by someone of Yugo's size and volume was nonetheless a harrowing experience.
"This is Himuro, my boyfriend." At this, both Yugo and Himuro turned their heads to stare at Kenji with similarly gaping mouths. Kenji seemed unabated.
Yugo was the first to break the silence: "What do you mean your BOYFRIEND?!" He asked incredulously. Himuro was now looking from one to the other, not daring to say anything.
"What you've heard: my boyfriend."
"Wait, does that mean you're... gay?!!"
"Yes. I thought that would be pretty obvious when I said he was my boyfriend."
"Listen, Kenji, do you even know what that entails? I mean, you may have been jerking off together, but, you know, that's not enough for you to decide you're gay!" Yugo said with a mixture of concern and embarrassment.
This reaction was so unexpected that Kenji stood still in disbelief for a moment, then broke out laughing. "Seriously? Jerking off together? Yugo, come on, you can't be THAT naive!"
"Wait, does that mean you're..." Yugo gulped.
"Having sex? Yes."
Now it was Yugo's turn to be in disbelief, although 'state of shock' would probably be a better description. "Uhh... you mean, like... sticking dick on ass?"
Kenji nodded.
Yugo stood still for a moment, his expression unreadable. "Right, so that's why you've been avoiding me," the man said conclusively.
Kenji froze in place, suddenly tense. So, Yugo had noticed Kenji was avoiding him. What if he had noticed the other think Kenji had been trying to hide? Before Kenji could figure out what to say next, Yugo broke the silence:
"Say, which of you is the top?" He asked looking from Kenji to Himuro and back. It occurred to the goalkeeper that maybe it would be wise for him to start fearing for his life.
Kenji stared at Yugo in disbelief once again. He had just revealed his sexual preference, and, of all things Yugo could possibly ask, he had decided to ask "who's the top". At that moment, Kenji realized he would never be able to truly understand the workings of Yugo's mind.
"I am, most of the time, but we switch," the boy answered.
"I see..." In fact, he didn't. Yugo's mind was just unable to form pictures at the moment. And he was pretty sure he didn't want to anyway. "Well, if he's your boyfriend, I guess he wouldn't mind you sleeping over at his house tonight, right?"
Himuro gulped and nodded, realizing he didn't have a choice in the matter. The moment he had first laid eyes on Yugo Ohgami, the goalkeeper had recognized him as the national boxing champion of the heavyweight category. Previously, Himuro had presumed Kenji's surname to be a mere coincidence.
"Good." Yugo said curtly. "Well, off you go then! I'll take a shower while you get a few clothes, Kenji. Oh, and don't forget your toothbrush." Not even waiting for a reply, the man dashed off to the bathroom, but suddenly remembered something and stopped at the door.
"Oh, and by the way..." Yugo said as he turned back. "When you guys have sex in the living room, REMEMBER TO FUCKING USE THE FUCKING DISINFECTANT TO CLEAN UP YOUR FUCKING CUM!" He finished, shouting over his lungs before slamming the door behind him and leaving the two youngsters gawping.
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