Atobe Keigo, the king of queens, sat down opposite Tezuka, who looked up from his book and smiled. Atobe's heart fluttered and he grinned fondly at his brown haired lover. "You know, Kuni-chan, instead of going somewhere special, why don't we go to my place?" Atobe said and smiled at Tezuka. "Are you sure, Kei-kun?" Tezuka replied, reaching out to hold one of Atobe's slender hands. Atobe smiled and nodded. "I'd love to." Tezuka replied and kissed Atobe on the cheek. Atobe blushed and grinned. "Then we shall go to ore-sama's home forthwith!" Atobe stood up and struck a ridiculous pose. Tezuka had to bite the insides of his cheeks to stop himself from bursting out in laughter. Tezuka put on his usual, stoic face and stood up, slinging his tennis bag over his strong shoulders. "Well, you lead the way." Tezuka said and smiled teasingly at Atobe. Atobe blushed again. "Of course, Kuni-chan." Atobe replied.
About half an hour later and Atobe stepped through the front door of his mansion. Tezuka followed Atobe in and took off his shoes. "Kei-kun, this place is huge…" Tezuka said, his eyes wide. "Well, ore-sama's used to it." Atobe replied. Tezuka chuckled. "You're such a girl, Kei-kun." Tezuka said and looked at Atobe, who was pouting madly. "I am not!" he retorted. "You are." Tezuka replied and kissed the silver haired boy. Atobe pulled away and frowned. "Ah, I recognise that one. That was to get me to shut up." Atobe said and flicked his hair. Tezuka rolled his eyes. "And why would I want you to do that?" Tezuka replied sarcastically. Atobe scowled and Tezuka chuckled again, kissing Atobe fondly. "Mm." Atobe mumbled and closed his eyes, pulling Tezuka into a close embrace, all the while not breaking the kiss. Tezuka smiled and moved closer to Atobe. "Um…excuse me?" came a shy female voice. Atobe broke away and scowled. "What?" he growled. "Ah! Um, I j-just wanted t-to welcome you and your … guest h-home." the girl stuttered. Atobe kept his scowl. "You may go." he said coldly. The girl squeaked and hurried away. Tezuka smirked. "You're so lovely." he said jokingly. Atobe stopped scowling and turned to smile dazzlingly at Tezuka.
Atobe led Tezuka to his room. "You can put your things down wherever." Atobe said. Tezuka set his bag down behind the door and looked around Atobe's intricate room. He smiled lightly as he saw a photo beside Atobe's bed. He walked over and picked it up. It was a picture of him and Atobe on their first date. Tezuka smiled as he remembered Atobe's excitement.
"Tezuka!!" yelled an ecstatic Atobe, tucking back a stray lock of hair. Tezuka turned around, his usual face in place. "Atobe." he nodded and greeted the silver haired heart-throb. "You're early." Tezuka said, looking the out-of-breath Atobe up and down. "I didn't want to be late!" Atobe said and grinned. Tezuka's mouth twitched as if to smile. Atobe sighed happily and began to walk and Tezuka followed. "So, where are we going, Tezuka?" Atobe beamed. Tezuka looked at Atobe. "A small and quiet coffee shop." Tezuka replied. Atobe blushed lightly and looked to the ground. "What's wrong?" Tezuka asked. "Oh, I was just thinking." Atobe replied. "About…?" Tezuka replied. "Why you chose me… out of everyone, me! You could have chosen that Fuji boy, but you didn't." Atobe said, trying to throw a sentence together. Tezuka's mouth moved into the tiniest of smiles. "I chose you because you're you. You stand out from the crowd., and I liked that." Tezuka said. Atobe blushed like a fool.
Tezuka smiled to himself and Atobe looked over his shoulders. "Our first date…" He said smiling. Tezuka nodded. Atobe kissed Tezuka's neck and hugged him. Tezuka turned around and rested his hands on Atobe's hips. Atobe smiled and pulled Tezuka closer, kissing him again. Tezuka kissed back and closed his eyes. Atobe closed his eyes and snaked his arms around Tezuka's neck. "Nn…" Tezuka mumbled and pulled Atobe closer. Atobe moved one of his hands to rest on Tezuka's chest. Tezuka slid his hands down to put them in Atobe's back pockets. Atobe broke away and smiled, breathing heavily. Tezuka smiled softly at Atobe and took his hands out of the others pockets.