Warnings: BoyxBoy (YuuAki), Crack/Slash Couples, and Mature Concepts. Don't like anything, don't read it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Baka to Tesuto to Shoukanjuu. If I did, things would be very different. And probably not as funny…my humor lacks. -.-"

Secrets. Everyone has one or two. Some people have small innocent secrets, other have large dark secrets.

And Akihisa Yoshii had a secret. A deep, dirty secret. A secret he only shared with one other person in the world; Sakamoto Yuuji.

Of course, Yoshii had never expected things to go so far. It was only a crush. You know, a childhood crush that would disperse as uncontrollable hormones faded away. But for some reason these desires, these needs, never quite disappeared.

Maybe something was wrong with his brain. Maybe that's why he was so stupid. But no matter the reason, Akihisa Yoshii never stopped lusting after Sakamoto Yuuji.

Yoshii remembered exactly how it happened, how it really started. The whole story was really quite strange, and direct. A silent agreement that never was put into words.

It was as simple as a day at school. Everything was normal and fine. Himeji had been cheerful and carefree, Minami was abusive and embarrassed, Mutsuri had peeked up skirts and taken pictures to prove it, Kubo had stalked Yoshii a little, Yuuji had relaxed at this box, and Yoshii had simply stared out the window, his thoughts moving a mile a minute.

Yep, all was as usual. Until, school ended.

Yoshii chatted with Himeji and Minami getting hit and scolded a few times, but also earning a few smiles.

"Bye, Aki!"

"Goodbye, Yoshii-kun."

"See ya!" Yoshii called after the two girls as the closed the cheap sliding door, bags in their hands, heading for home. They would walk together, as the girls often did simply because they lived so near each other. But Yoshii walked alone, which he really didn't mind; even if it was a ways away from the school, it was what worked for him.

So, as no one was waiting up for him, Yoshii took his time on the empty classroom, slowly putting his books into his bag. He yawned as the yellow light of the sun peered through the windows, making him warm.

"I should probably get more sleep…" Yoshii muttered to himself, recalling a rather dangerous memory of him waking up in the middle of the night after a very…graphic dream involving himself and, yeah, you guessed it, Sakamoto Yuuji.

After that, Yoshii had spent most the night, willing his little "issue" away to no avail. Then he spent the rest of the night relieving himself in the bathroom; grunt and groans echoing softly off the tile walls.

"Hahaha. No time to think about that!" Yoshii shook his head, desperately hoping the thoughts would fade.

"Akihisa, will you shut up?" A disgruntled voice caused him to jump and attempt recount everything he had said aloud. "You sound crazy, idiot."

Yoshii hissed the never welcome pet name, "Shut up, Yuuji! Like I need to hear it from you," he retorted as harshly as he could. Which, if he was being honest with himself, wasn't very. But could he really help it anyway? He was just imagining doing the nasty with him; that was pretty distracted by its self.

Yuuji chuckled, breaking off Yoshii's thoughts, "Yeah, yeah." Sitting up from behind his box he looked at Yoshii, eyes half lidded and mouth opened slightly. Sexy was the first word that popped into Yoshii's head, which really wasn't helping his whole "don't think about it" thing.

"What, you want something?" Yuuji asked plainly, causing Yoshii to realize he was staring. Oops.

"Nah," Yoshii said, his own cool-headedness taking him by surprise. The sun rays must have made him complacent and tired.

Yoshii turned back to his plain blue school bag, where a notebook lay forgotten on the floor. He heard some shuffling behind him, but didn't bother to check. He simply dropped in the worn black notebook and flipped the lid of his bag over the opening, quickly snapping the latches shut with quick fingers.

It was about right then when his whole day, hell, his whole world changed.

Because just as Yoshii went to pick up the bag, a very hot breath ghosted on the back of his neck. Amber eyes shot open wide and a little shiver ran through Yoshii's body. "Really? Cause I think you want something. I think you want it bad."

Suggestive words ran through his mind as that too hot breath hit his neck evenly and ever so softly.

Yoshii didn't respond, he only blushed, his cheeks flushing a little deeper than usual.

"Hm, Akihisa? Don't you want something?" Yuuji's voice got closer to Yoshii's ear, the subtle breaths washing away all his thoughts when they hit against his ear, while the husky voice behind it took his imagination to places it should not go.

So he remained silent, unable to speak or do anything really.

Another soft chuckle came from Yuuji, but this time, right against his ear.

Oh God, was Yoshii loving it and hating it to his very core.

"Well, Akihisa?" A strong arm came around his front and gently took hold of his chin, "You want something?"

He let his head be turned slightly to meet Yuuji's stare. And there it was decided. No more words or thoughts, it was simply clear. A silent agreement.

Yuuji kissed him. Softly and cleanly. A new kind of warmth touching both of their hearts.

Yoshii broke the short lived kiss, turning his body around to face Yuuji in one swift movement.

Yuuji let it happen, for the single moment it did, before bearing down on Akihisa. Back straightening and body moving upward as he got higher on his knees.

Yoshii bowed backward as an arm reached around his back, holding him firmly to the red head's body.

He suddenly felt a nip at his bottom lip and an urgent tongue pressing against his closed lips.

Yoshii complied, opening his mouth for Yuuji's hurried and wanting tongue. It was at the point when Yuuji's tongue invaded his mouth, running over teeth and drawing twisted shapes on the roof of Akihisa's mouth, that Yoshii decided he would never be able to think straight again.

All thought and reason fled him as muffled moans escaped his throat, running into Yuuji's mouth. And with every moan Yoshii made, Yuuji held on a little tighter and bore down a little harder, thoroughly bruising his lips and leaving him with no air.

This time, Yuuji broke the kiss, staring down at Yoshii. His eyes half lidded again, but this time glazed over with what looked like lust.

Yuuji hovered over Yoshii, more hot breaths hitting his face. Neither said a word, Yuuji simply kept a strong arm around Akihisa, while Akihisa slowly reached his arms up to work around Yuuji's neck.

"Damn it, Akihisa. Stop looking at me like that!" Yuuji broke the silence first, but made no move to release Yoshii.

And now, Yoshii was confused. What the hell did that mean?

"And, course you don't even know you're doing it." Sakamoto mumbled.

"Whadda' ya mean?" Yoshii questioned, hoping to decode the answers from Yuuji's face but only finding lust and a little annoyance.

"The whole 'heavy breathing, flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, bruised lips, long repressed lust, really fuckable look.'" Yuuji stared down intently; warm amber brown eyes met oddly red ones. "It kind of pisses me off."

And with that, it all began.

Please review! I have cookies!

I might make a sequel, if I'm bored enough of if someone asks me to.

Also, I swear, I did not mean to make this. I just liked the show and was enjoying it. But then, they put one too many yaoi related jokes and well…how could I help it?! Honestly, what's a yaoi fan to do when they put such things right in their face?