A/N: Okay so if this kind of stuff bothers you, sorry. Read at your own risk, also I suck at this. This is brother X brother stuff but I will also do some Usagi x Misaki. I dedicate this story to my 2 best buddies (~^-^)~ you know who you two are. Ideas welcome, and we'll constructed criticism as well, but flames is a big no no. You big meanies. Also yes this is short, but you try writing this stuff in the middle of class with a teacher who always walks around. I promise if I continue it will be longer.
I do not own any characters to Junjou Romantica. The idea however is original, now then... to the story!
"Brother, " Akihiko turned his attention towards his brother. Haruhiko let himself into Akihiko's room. "What is it?" Both brothers scowled at one another, neither hid their true spirits. A look of confusion slid over Akihiko as his brother smiled.
"Does the neighbor hurt you when he plays those games with you." Haruhiko shifted his movements, grasping his hand over Akihiko's collar.
"I don't know what you mean." Akihiko spoke through his teeth, he caught his hands at Haruhiko's wrist.
"You know precisely what I mean, Brother." He smirked, using a free hand. He put a finger to his lips, as to tell him to keep quiet. His fingers fumbled with the buttons, along the shirt. Haruhiko opened it to expose the red marks scattered upon Akihiko's chest. "Shit," he hissed.
"Haruhiko... what do you want?" Akihiko avoided eye contact. He twisted his head away, covering his cheeks with an outstretched arm.
"I was hoping I was wrong..."
"Haru..." Akihiko's voice broke, his hands gripped tightly to the shirt of his brother. "Stop," he choked back. "Don't touch me." Haruhiko chuckled, as he inched his brother towards the bed. Their legs ran into it as they fell backwards. The older boy remained on top of him the entire time. Haruhiko dipped his head, Akihiko raked his fingers across the covers.
"Well, aren't you enjoying this," he bit and pinched each love mark Akihiko had. Tracing his teeth along his chest, he enveloped a pink bud within his mouth, licking against it then biting down gently. Akihiko groaned, his back lifted off his bed as Haruhiko ran his tongue down his stomach. Stopping before the pant line, "let's see how well trained this part is." He spoke before gripping his teeth over the zipper. Haruhiko pulled down on Akihiko's boxers. Akihiko pushed away, backing up to the headboard of the bed.
"You've gone far enough," his breathing was labored. "We're brothers..." Akihiko's eyes teared, and expression that asked 'why'. Haruhiko laughed crawling up on top of Akihiko.
"It's odd," he ran his hands across his brother's face. His fingers grazing the cheek, "I have never thought of you as my brother." He clasped Akihiko's face, bringing him near. "If anything someone I... loathe." Haruhiko connected their lips. Akihiko struggled, he pushed with no luck.
In a sudden flash Akihiko sat up, breathing heavily from his aspiration. Carrying his fingers through his hair, he sighed. Thinking of the past so clearly made him shiver. He peeked at the sleeping boy beside him. A grin spread across his lips, as the boy groaned his name. The past is the past, he had Misaki now. He stooped down, placing a kiss to his forehead. Allowing the moment of sweet bliss.