Old Memories
Reisi Munakata walked through the halls of the prison. He seemed troubled; his violet eyes were darker than usual, and the bags under his eyes revealed nights without sleep. He stopped and stood still in front of a cell. He narrowed his eyes, he seemed insecure of opening the door. Finally, he did so, and slowly walked in.
"Wake up."
Mikoto Suoh was laying down in the bed, facing the wall.
"How are you, Munakata."
He said still not turning to see his new guest.
"Terrible and it's your fault…"
Munakata clenched his fists and frowned. He took a step forward and kicked the wall so he could get Mikoto's full attention. Mikoto turned around and gave him a look of bewilderment, a fake one of course.
"Stop telling stories to my men."
"Oh, does it bother you?"
Mikoto said as he sat down, resting his back on the wall, and looked up deep into Munakata's eyes almost challenging him. Both men stayed in silence for at least 2 minutes.
Munakata could feel anger rushing through his veins. Thanks to this guy now half my men think I'm some kind of pervert. He tried to relax and sat down at Mikoto's side and sighed.
"Those years are gone…"
"Which? the ones when we were friends? or the ones when we were more than that?"
Mikoto said sarcastically. Munakata blushed slightly as he remembered. He glanced and saw those amber eyes seeing just through him. Something woke on his inside, something he tried to keep hidden. Mikoto leaned forward leaving just a short distance between them and whispered:
"We can still bring them back…"
Munakata's eyes opened wide. And blushed a little harder. Flashbacks ran through his mind, as an old movie. Unconsciously, Munakata took his hand and gently stroked Mikoto's face. It felt warm and soft. Butterflies grow on his stomach. He hasn't felt like this in a long time.
Mikoto grinned as he placed both of his hands on the back of Munakata's head. Almost as an instinct Munakata closed his eyes and leaned in search of his old lover's lips.
Munakata licked Mikoto's lips passionately, and he answered by pecking his back. Mikoto started going down Munakata's neck licking and sucking constantly. Munakata breathed heavily and he hardly could talk.
"D-don't…leave a… hickey"
Both of them liked to relive old times, but, as soon as Mikoto attempted to undress Munakata a strong hand stopped him.
"We don't have time for that."
Mikoto groaned and moved away. He laid again in the bed turning his back to Munakata.
"Come back when you do…"
Munakata kissed the other's head and headed to the door. A sweet smile drew in his face as he walked out the room, I will.
Notes: Hope you like it, and if you do please thank AOIchi since she gave me the idea and she requested it.