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"You should come over to my place for the weekend." Kise declared.

"I have to ask my parents first." Kasamatsu said, pulling out his phone and texting his mom. He quickly revived a reply. "I can't she says that she wants me home as soon as possible."

"Did something happen?"

"No. My older brothers are home for the holiday break. She probably wants us to have a family game night or something."

"I'll still see you over the weekend?" Kise asked.

"Yeah." Kasamatsu leaned up on his tiptoes and kissed Ryota on his lips. "I'll see you then."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

~.~.~.~.~

When Kasamatsu got home the sun was just starting to set. He fished in his pocket getting out his key, but before he could put it in the lock, the door swung open. His older brothers were on the way out.

When they saw him they laughed, and ruffled his hair. He only sighed being used to this kind of treatment. It came with the territory of being the youngest. Yet despite it all, he was still pretty sure he was the mature one.

Whatever, it was probably for the best he didn't stay at Kise's. He had a good amount of homework to get done, and a test to study for. If he was with him nothing productive would happen. That, and he should probably try and get some laundry done. Nothing smelt worse than old gym clothes.

"Hi mom." He said as he saw her sitting at the kitchen table. Oddly enough there was a shoe box on said table. He didn't pay it any mind and went to drink the last of the milk…

Was that the shoe box?

He turned around slowly, his blood running cold, yet somehow he was sweating. It was probably from his heightened heart rate, that he was now very much aware of because it was all he could hear.

"Sit down." She said calmly.

And great, his dad was here too. While his fight or flight instincts were telling him to run, he sat down.

"Do you want to explain what this is?"

"A box?" He shrugged hoping that for some reason, what he thought was happening wasn't happening.

"What is this?" She pulled out the "girly" magazines and threw them on the table. The were wrinkled from being in the box for so long.

Yukio felt himself relax a bit. Though this was a pretty bad situation. It wasn't as bad as it could be.

"Why do you have these?!" Her voice was shrill.

"Why do you think?" He didn't mean to be a smart ass, but people keep porn around for one reason!

"You…"

"Sweet heart calm down." His dad stepped in. "He is at that age. It's healthy".

Oh God! Are they talking about his masturbation habits?

"So it's healthy to just keep pictures of nude girls around in his room. Is that what you're saying. You can't tell me that you think this is okay!"

"No, but it's to be expected."

"And this?" She dumped the content of the box out on the table. Condoms and lube fell everywhere. "Why do you even need this much?! This isn't healthy!"

"Damn!" His dad whistled. "They make these things flavored now?"

"You're not helping!"

"Fine, fine. Yukio," His dad turned to him with a serious face. "It's prefecture normal for you to…take care of business."

It doesn't matter how you say it, it's still awkward and uncomfortable to be having this conversation

"And at this age, I know all you're thinking about is women, but you're not yet eighteen and technically it's illegal for you to even have these. Secondly I doubt that you need all of…those." He motioned towards the condom stack. "Even if you are using them outside of business. Sex is a really big thing for a couple, and it would really be pointless for you to bounce from girl to girl and come up with some disease at this young of an age, okay?"

"Okay."

"We're throwing out the magazines, you can keep the condoms."

"Alright."

His dad eyed him for a second. Kasamatsu kept his head down, eyes downcast to the table.

"Bring down your laptop." His dad decided.

Kasamatsu felt himself pale and that cold panic came back.

"It's the same as the magazines." He stood up as if about to complete the given task.

"Bring it down here, and log in."

He did as he was told sensing the on coming doom. He was dismissed after his dad started to go through his folders. Maybe he would forget to check the internet history.

Regardless he text Kise to let him know what was going on, and that he probably wouldn't see him until Monday with the way things were working out. He got a frowny face in return, with a kissy face, and wish of good luck, and an I love you.

Before he could text back he heard a scream from the kitchen. Two screams actually. They must have remembered to look through his internet history.

In short he was fucked.

"What is this!" His dad was red with anger by the time he got back.

He didn't answer the question. You could tell from looking what it was. And why was he so mad? He was all jokes just a minute ago nothing changed but…

Oh, he guessed that made a difference…

"Yukio." His mother had a gentle tone now. "Is there something you'd liked to tell us?

"No." He said. Because he didn't want to tell them. He had no plans for telling them to begin with. It wasn't that he was scared of out and out rejection, but he didn't care to see where his parents opinion on the matter fell either.

"You're grounded." His dad said, not caring to pull his mother in on the decision making. "Give me your phone."

Yukio sighed handing it over.

"Yukio." His mom was still trying to be gentle. "It's okay to be confused at this age. Is that why you had the magazines, you were trying to figure things out?"

The magazines were actually just so his parents wouldn't find out, but he nodded his head anyway.

"HE HAS A BOYFRIEND!" His dad's voice hit an octave that no one should. "Figuring things out my ass!"

"Yelling won't fix anything." His mom said. "Let's just talk about this."

"What is there to talk about?! He's grounded!"

"Yukio hasn't said a word." Her tone was dangerous and made her husband pay attention to the boy in front of him.

"Fine, what so you have to say for yourself?"

Kasamatsu shook his head. There wasn't anything to say.

"Then go to your room."

It wasn't that Kasamatsu was passive, he just really didn't have anything to say on the subject. Besides he didn't want to have to stay down stairs for the argument that was too come.

He wished he at least had his phone. He thought as he laid down on his bed. At least he would be able to text Kise, or call him. He sighed trying to go to sleep at least.

"You were perfectly fine a second ago." His mom's voice.

"Our son has been looking up pictures of men on the internet, and has a boy friend."

"Yes.

"Son, men, boy…You don't see anything wrong with that."

"He's gay. It's not like there is anything we can do about it."

"He's dating that, Kise kid."

"…He's a sweet boy. The point is, even he could scene that change and why."

"Good."

"He's your son!"

Kasamatsu tuned them out from there. He should start his homework. He put in his headphones so he could focus and started in on his calculus. He was changing songs when there was a knock on his door.

"Come in." He sighed.

His mother came in, handing him the box and sitting down next to him.

"You can't keep the magazines." She said. "And you can only use your laptop in the living room. You are grounded, you can't have your phone back for a month. If you have to make calls you have to use the house phone."

"Okay."

"Don't worry about him." She rubbed his back as if he was a child. "He'll get over it eventually."

"I'm not worried."

"Okay." She hugged him regardless of what was said. "I love you."

He went on to not exchange a single word with his dad the rest of the weekend.

~.~.~.~.~

It turns out that Kasamatsu really did need his phone. It was what he used to contact the team for reminders of practice and games. All it took was a text, and now he needed to make twenty to thirty phone calls.

The longest one was when he got to Kise. His family didn't know that was it, but they could guess. In the middle if everything he would smile and cradle the phone closer to his face. His sitting position changed to cross legged.

He just seemed happier.

"Okay, okay, just make sure to be there on time." He chuckled. He was currently in the family room making calls for where to meet to catch the bus for their next away game.

"I still have five more people to call, so I got to go….Fine, next time I'll call you last…Okay…Bye, I'll see you tomorrow. I love you too."

His mom shook her head. His brothers rolled their eyes, and his dad left the room.

"If he does come over you guys have to stay in the living room." His mother said after his month of punishment was up.

"Really?"

"Yes. I talked with your dad and he promised to behave if he comes over."

Kasamatsu nodded. It wasn't odd for Kise to be over. He was over a lot when they thought about it. He was just mostly in Yukio's room…with the door closed…and sometimes he would stay the night…to keep Yukio company when no one else was home….

The family tried not to think about it too much.

The point was that Kise's presence tended to brighten Yukio's mood.

"He's like a love-sick teenage girl." His father had snorted more than once.

Kasamatsu learned not to pay it any mind. Next time he would just go to Kise's, or better yet, summer training was coming up and he'd been put in charge of rooms and such, so he and Kise could at least have some alone time then.

He knew that the condom stash was kind of larger, but he wasn't sure why his family was convinced that all he wanted to do was have sex with Ryota. The jokes that had been made about the fact that he might bottom had been ridiculous. They were all made by his brothers, but it was the point of the matter.

He really loved Ryota. He didn't plan on just sticking around for the sex, no matter how amazing it was. He loved Ryota for being Ryota even when he was whining, or being unreasonable. He loved him.

He still chose him despite the fact that his dad glared at him from time to time, and that even though it had been over a year he had still yet to say a word to him. He tried not to let it bother him too much.

The few times he did cry over it, Ryota was there.

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