Meeting the Parents - one shot
Meeting the Parents
Pairing: YomixSaga (Nightmare/Alice Nine)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: For 25christmasfics Yomi has brought Saga home to meet his parents.


Saga stepped out of the cab as Yomi paid the taxi driver. They had come up north during the holiday season so that Saga could meet Yomi’s parents; people who Yomi insisted were very “hip.” Saga had thought of his own parents and didn’t think it was possible for him to picture “hip” parents.

Yomi walked up to the door and unlatched it, ushering Saga into a cozy looking living room. Entering hesitantly he sat onto the couch looking around the room taking in the many modern statues and picture that he could only describe as ‘highly unique’ and of a somewhat questionable nature.

“They’re not here.” Yomi stated obviously as he plopped onto the couch next to his boyfriend. “They should be home before dinner though.”

Saga took this the wrong way. “Did you tell them I was coming and that I’m not just your friend?” he half accused.

Yomi rolled his eyes and chuckled, “Of course that is so last January!” He reached out to give Saga’s thigh a squeeze. “I’ve told them all about you. Dad got a good laugh about the elephant.” Yomi gave Saga a roughish grin and removed his hand before Saga could slap it away.

“You told them about that?!” Saga groaned sliding down on the couch and pulling a pillow over his face which only caused the other to let off another amused chuckle. “Don’t worry so much Saga. In fact, let me help you relax a little…” Yomi’s hand move back to the others thigh slowly trailing upwards his destination quite obvious.

“Yomi! I am not doing it on your parent’s sofa!”

”Tadaima!” suddenly echoed through the house. “Yomi? I see you’re shoes!”
“Kaasan!” Yomi shouted, he lept off the couch and sprinted into the hallway. “Come meet Saga!” He started to pull his mother by the arm towards the living room. “Tousan, you too. Come on! Come on! Saga, this is Akiko, my mother, and Kazayuki, my father.”
Saga stood to greet the parents of his boyfriend. “Hello, I’m Saga.”
Both of Yomi’s parents smiled and shook Saga’s hand.
Yomi grinned, “Well, can we eat now please!” He pointed towards the take out bags his father was carrying.

Dinner itself and interacting with Yomi’s strange parents had left Saga feeling much more relaxed. Yomi and his father were two of a kind. All through dinner and dessert they’d shared a large number of dirty jokes, had a food fight with their peas and told each other numerous embarrassing stories that had happened over the last while they’d been apart. Although, most of the stories had come from Yomi’s parents after Saga had not so lightly kicked Yomi under the table for trying to tell one about them. Saga had never laugh and blushed so much. Both Yomi’s parents were quite open and didn’t hold much back. After they had finished dinner Yomi and his father went outside to make their traditional snowmen while Saga and Yomi’s mother cleaned up the table.

“It’s so nice to have Yomi bring his boyfriend home for a change.” Akiko told Saga as she handed him a plate to dry. “I mean, we have a very open relationship with our son, we’ve always believed in being frank about life and our beliefs. But he’s never really brought anyone home before.”

Saga blushed slightly, putting several plates into the cupboard. He hadn’t realized he was so special. He glanced out the window watching Yomi and Kazayuki frolicking in the snow, rolling large balls to form the snowman’s body. They laughed and threw handfuls of snow at each other before piling the three large balls on top of each other.

“So, Saga, what do you think of their traditional snowman?”

Saga peered out the window to see Yomi attaching the last piece of the snowman, a giant snow penis, complete with testicles. Kazayuki and Yomi took turns molesting their masterpiece before Kazayuki produced a camera and began snapping a few pictures. Once done they both trooped inside dragging in a whole bunch of snow, much to Akiko’s dismay. She pointed them right to where the mop was so they could clean up their mess.

“Would you and Saga like a warm bath?”
Yomi nodded, rubbing his cold arms. “With Pink Princess Rose bubbles please.”

Akikio nodded and disappeared into the bathroom as Saga just blinked and wondered at the fact she was drawing the two of them a bath.

Yomi sank into the mass of bubbles overflowing the tub as Saga stood beside the tub still fully clothed and rather embarrassed at being shoved inside the bathroom by Yomi’s mother telling Yomi not to keep Saga playing in the tub too long or he’d turn them into prunes.

“You want me to get in there with you while your parents are in the next room?”

Yomi nodded and made more room in the tub for Saga to squeeze in with him. “Saga, my parents don’t care. What are we 15? Get your skinny ass in here Yomi needs to be warmed up.” He rubbed his nipple seductively.

Saga knew he was fighting a loosing battle and disrobed getting into the grossly pink bubbles. As soon as he was seated Yomi moved closer and placed an arm around Saga.

“What’s a pretty little boy like you doing in a place like this?”

Saga groaned. “Oh Yomi,” he shuddered, “that’s terrible. Turn me on not off!”

Yomi chuckled, not fazed by his failed line as he slid his hand between Saga’s legs. “Oh, I can turn you on.” He pulled on Saga’s limp penis trying to get him excited. “Come on,” he purred in Saga’s ear enthusiastically “Up! Up! Up!” After several more minutes of fondling Yomi finally had Saga moaning and thrusting into his hand.

“Jesus Yomi don’t stop.” Saga cried. Yomi continued his ministrations knowing just how to drive Saga over the edge as he moaned his name over and over. Suddenly Saga tensed up and then came into the bathwater and Yomi’s hand hard.

Saga leaned back against the tub trying to get his breathing back to normal. They both watched the white fluid float around the tub for a few moments before Yomi spoke, “I guess I should call Mom to run us a new bath… Mom!!”