*Sounds*

'thoughts'

"yelling"/"emphasis on a certain portion of the speech"

"normal speech"

memories (except in huge flashback scenes)/ "past conversations"

"written conversation/notes"

"Can you blame me? In the end, I wasn't like you and the others. Leaving was inevitable"

"Bastard..." Yata swung his bat again.

"I hate people with big hearts."

Again, harder.

"Mi-sa-kiii..."

Yata swung his bat too hard, almost flied from his hands. Then he tried to catch his breath.

"That Saru... making me so irritated."

"Yata-saaan! Are you okay?"

"I am okay, damn it!" He sighed.

"Really?"

Yata was so surprised, he almost fell down. "Izumo-san! You startled me!"

Izumo smiled gently. "Sorry, you seemed irritated so I just wanted to check on you."

Yata scratched his head to cover his embarrassed expression. "I am ok, don't worry."

"He says he is okay, King."

"King?" Yata jumped, "Mikoto-san?!"

Mikoto Suoh was smoking, looking very tired, leaning back to the wall and nodding while Totsuka said something to him.

'How could he...' Yata thought. 'How could he leave his side? Can't he feel his power, his authority, he has everything to be a King!'

Totsuka walked to Yata and leaned over his ear. "Misaki-kun, King says you shouldn't look at him with those eyes. He says it... can be misunderstood "

Yata shivered and became totally red. "To-Totsuka-san!"

Totsuka laughed and winked to him. "Don't worry, that role belongs to me."

Yata sighed with relief. "Please stop that."

"There is that but..." Totsuka sat next to Yata. "What were you thinking really?"

Yata scratched his belly. "I was just...thinking that our King is really born to be a King."

"Isn't he?" Izumi beamed "I always said that! That I saw a King inside of him!"

"Well, I think you were pretty right, Izumi-san..."

Totsuka laughed with satisfaction. "Of course he is!"

Yata smiled back but it disappeared soon, he turned his face away.

"Everyone accepted that... so why did he..."

"Are you talking about Fushimi?"

Yata trembled. "Ye-yeah..."

Totsuka, didn't say anything for a second. Then shrugged. "It is his choice, leave him be."

Yata shook his head. "No, I can't...I just, have to understand, but I can't. He is not trying to explain it either, acting like a bad guy."

"So he is just acting bad, but in reality is actually a good guy?"

Yata turned his surprised eyes to Totsuka. "It is impossible to talk with you..."

Totsuka frowned. "Don't say that, I am hurt now, you know."

Yata couldn't stop himself and laughed at Totsuka's face. "Stop that!"

Totsuka kept making funny faces. "What! Don't laugh!"

"Oi..."

Their expression became serious when King called for Totsuka.

"Well them I am going. Don't be sad."

Yata smiled and waved his hand. "Be careful."

Totsuka winked. "I am with a King!" and ran to where Suoh was.

Yata watch them walk until he couldn't see them any longer.

'Really, why...' He thought again. 'I can't let it go.'

-flashback-

"Aagh! It is too fucking hot here!"

"Don't yell, you will die."

Yata turned his eyes to Fushimi with disbelief. "The hell?"

Fushimi smiled. "You are becoming sweaty again."

Yata frowned. "Shut up! It can't be helped, since we have no money-ugh!"

Fushimi's finger went to Yata's neck,

"…t-to buy..."

And his finger drew a line on his neck.

"What are you doing Saru?..."

Fushimi smiled. "I was just wiping you sweat."

Yata's eyes opened with surprise. "It is a really weird way to do it. Don't do it again!"

Fushimi's head leaned on his right shoulder. "Oh yeah?"

The cicadas' shrilly sounds got louder than before, and a warm summer breeze made a wind bell ring.

Yata sighed again. "Shit! Even the wind is hot!" He held his t-shirt from neck and breathed into it. "I'm gonna die..."

Then his eyes turned to Fushimi, who was staring him with a peculiar look in his eyes.

"What?"

Then he smirked. "Nothing."

Yata frowned. "What is it?!"

Fushimi's smile disappeared, then he laid down.

Yata looked at him a little more. But he didn't respond.

"Seriously man!" He yelled. "Don't be such a sissy when it is so hot!"

Fushimi turned back to him. "Don't yell, I said damn it!"

"Shut up idiot!"

"Who is the idiot, here?!"

"YOU ARE!" Yata got up.

"Sit down."

"I WON'T!"

Fushimi sighed. "Very well."

After a minute, Yata sat down.

Fushimi peeked at him. "You are really an idiot."

Yata punched the floor. "Are you trying to piss me off?!"

"Yep!" Fushimi smirked.

"YOU!" Yata got up again, but held his tongue.

"I'm gonna hit the showers!"

After Yata slammed the door, everything went silent again, except the cicadas.

Fushimi's smile gone with it.

"Mi-sa-kiii..."

He licked his dried lips.

"Don't be so relaxed when I am around..." he got up, walked to the bathroom.

"I might attack you." and he opened the door.

Yata, under the shower, stared at Fushimi startled, couldn't even cover himself because of the shock.

"Wha...what are you doing, Saru?"

Same question, but this time, his voice showed his fear.

Fushimi smiled. "Like I imagined... so beautiful!"

Yata recovered from his shock and tried to cover himself in a rush. "Damn it, Saru! Are you mad?"

Fushimi walked into the room. "Yeah...about you!" he laughed. "What about it? A dramatical confession, loved it?"

Yata threw him a soap bar. "Get out!"

"No."

Then Fushimi entered the shower stall. His hair and clothes got wet in a second.

"You are serious..." Yata trembled.

"You finally understand. Mi-sa-ki..." He pushed Yata against the wall.

Yata smirked. "Do you think you can hold me here?"

Fushimi smiled. "Well, I will try my best."

Yata went forward and tried to get out.

But he couldn't get away.

"Shit! What the hell!"

Fushimi leaned over him. "They say your desires make you stronger, I think that is the reason..."

"You asshole! Do you think that I will let you to fuck me?!"

"Do you actually know what I am thinking right now?"

"What?"

Fushimi grabbed Yata's arm and leaned against the wall. "If I were thinking right now that would be the last thing for me to do, force you, and lose you after that."

"But damn it!" His voice echoed in the shower. "I lost my senses already!"

His grip tightened. His voice cracked and his face went to closer to Yata's.

"I fucking want you so bad."

His lips kissed hard Yata's trembling lips.

Yata tried to escape with all his might, but he couldn't stop Fushimi from letting his tongue into his mouth.

"Nnh!mm!"

Yata waited for this to stop but Fushimi was getting hungrier every minute, he took his breath away.

"Sto-mm- breathe- I can't!"

Yata finally pushed Fushimi but that alone took all of his strength, so he couldn't fight.

His body shivered when Fushimi's hand went to his nipples.

"You fucking idiot! I..ah...have a dick!"

Fushimi smirked. "Yeah, I can see that." And he grabbed it. "And it is right here."

"Ah! Stop!" Yata almost fell down when Fushimi grabbed his member. His heart was beating so fast, he couldn't think anymore.

Because of fear?

"Oops!" Fushimi grabbed him before he fell. "Are you ok?"

Yata's fierce eyes turned to Fushimi's. "Am I looking okay, you fucker!?"

Fushimi looked at Yata's eyes a little bit more, and he started stroking him.

"Ah! Idiot! Stop that! Nngh!"

Yata slowly fell to the ground, with Fushimi still onto him.

Yata's gaze became lustful and his body stopped resisting Fushimi, his breath quickened.

"Nnn...ah ah!"

"Yeah...just enjoy it..." Fushimi murmured. "Just enjoy..." And he kissed him again.

Yata felt the same trembling when his tongue went in and his lips got sucked in by Fushimi.

His tongue almost got ripped off when he released him. Yata gulped with pain.

"Ah! Ah! Nnnh!" Fushimi's hands fastened and he kissed Yata's lips nonstop, just touching lips.

"Ah! No! I am gonna...nnn!"

Fushimi stopped kissing him. "Let me see your face when you come."

"Ah! You pervert! I will...never forgive...AH! AH!"

While Yata's body trembled and finally relaxed, Fushimi watched him with a smile, then his head fell.

The bathroom went into relative silence. Yata, breathing heavily after ejaculating, tried to come to his senses.

"Saru...Get up, bastard!"

He tried to move his body but he was too exhausted.

"Oi!"

Yata tried to look at his face.

"Saru! Omae! Oi!"

He slapped his face several times. But after realized Fushimi's body temperature, his hands went to his forehead.

"You are burning you bastard!"

Fushimi was breathing heavily and couldn't move at all, tried to smile. "Leave...me there...just go..."

Yata actually admitted that was the best choice he should make.

"C'mon get up! I will carry you to the bed."

Fushimi's face conveyed his shock. He couldn't avert his eyes from Yata.

"What is it with that expression! Get up!"

Fushimi's tears fell while he was trying to hold it in so badly that it made his body tremble violently.

Yata was surprised when he started to cry but even so, he only sighed and carried him to the bed.

Fushimi touched Yata's stomach with his index finger. "I made you come." And his finger fell.

"Wait a little bit bastard, I will wash myself."

Yata went back to the bathroom. But couldn't go in. Just watched the running water, his sight blurred.

"Damn it..."

He felt so ashamed. That he couldn't say "no". He hated himself for helping Fushimi like nothing happened.

He was pretty sure at first that he could have kill him if he let him go.

But right now...

He sighed, his breath trembling, and went in to the shower to wash himself.

...

"nn..."

Yata sticked a coolpack to Fushimi's forehead after changing his clothes and made him take some medicine.

"You are an idiot..." said Fushimi with a hoarse voice.

"Don't want to hear it from you." said Yata, with a calmer voice.

Fushimi chuckled, coughs rattling his ribcage.

Then room became silent for a couple of seconds.

"Why did you do that?"

Fushimi waited a second to answer.

"I always wanted to."

Yata sighed.

"Why?"

"Because I wanted you to be mine, no one else's. So no one would be able to touch or reach you anymore."

Yata shivered. "What the hell, say this to a woman, I bet she will jump you."

"I know."

"But I won't. I am not even a woman."

"I know that too..."

"Well, actually I just helped you to come, that's all."

Yata jumped. "You bastard! What is there more?!"

Fushimi smirked. "Wanna know?"

Yata's face hardened, his eyes turned away. "Know what? It's impossible for two men to have sex."

"Hehe... so you say."

After a second of silence, Yata's face turned to Fushimi again.

"Asshole, you know... it goes in."

At first Yata did nothing. Then his eyes opened wide and he withdrew from Fushimi.

"You fucker... no way!"

Fushimi shrugged. "I am telling you the truth." then he smirked. "You imagined it right?"

Yata flushed. "NO! Of course not!" He turned his face away. "But I thought, that you imagined doing it, I guess."

"Of course, almost every night."

Yata shivered again.

"Therefore," Fushimi sighed. "I was being a coward and in the end couldn't do it at all."

"You will never be able to, you bastard."

Fushimi's eyes turned to the window. "Yeah, I guess so..."

Yata was surprised when he looked at Fushimi. He was looking so sad, that was a first.

"You will never be mine."

-flashback ends-

"What are you doing here, Yata-chan?"

"Kusanagi-san!"

Kusanagi Izumo waved his hand. "Anna is worried about you."

Yata scratched his head. "It's nothing, just remembered something."

Izumo stared at him for a second, then he went in. "Come here! Drink some soda."

"Yeah, I'm coming."

Yata yawned and rubbed his face. "I am thinking about that bastard way too much..."

He took his skateboard and went in.

(change of POV)

*Cellphone rings*

"Hello?"

"It's Awashima, where are you?"

"Just walking around..."

"Anyway, come back right now."

"Aye!"

Fushimi watched Yata come into the bar.

"I am done anyway..."

"Done what?"

Fushimi hung up and turned back to Totsuka. "It's been a while, Totsuka-san."

"Yeah..."Totsuka said with a smiling face. "So," his smile disappeared. "When will you stop watching him, Fushimi-kun?"

Fushimi put his cellphone back into his pocket. "Never."

Totsuka sighed. "Go back now. Before King sees you."

Fushimi laughed. "Yeah, I guess..." And turned on his back to leave.

"By the way Totsuka-san, I saw you were pretty close to him before."

Totsuka smirked. "So what?"

"Don't ever get too close to him again." he said in a dark voice.

Then turned his head back with a smile. "I am not sure that I can hold myself back in such case."

He left waving his hand. Left Totsuka in deep thought.

'What should I do…' He thought.

'He is dangerous...too dangerous.'