AN: Hi, this is my first fanfiction, so please be kind and review. I'll probably do a sequel, so it's 'M' for that reason
And thanks to Akira Mokona and Mrpoinyhorns for encouraging me!
Enjoy (I hope) and I own nothing...
Kakeru sat down and thumped his head to the table.
"What do you think you're doing?!" Naohito shouted at him.
Kakeru stayed still.
"GET UP!" Naohito paused. "I'm getting the president." He mumbled.
As Kakeru heard Naohito storm out of the room, he gentle moved his head. "Baka Chibi…" He sighed, and went back to sleep.
"He's just SLEEPING! He doesn't do ANYTHING!!!" Naohito's voice could be heard from anywhere within a five mile radius. "You HAVE to do something!" He begged, as he pulled a resistant Yuki into the student council room, gaining odd looks from surrounding students.
Yuki looked at Kakeru's sleeping body, and it's odd position, and sighed. 'Kakeru has an odd ability, being able to fall asleep like that.' "Kakeru, wake up." He waited, and Naohito moved forward.
"Let me do it my way." He half shouted. Yuki could see Naohito was practically salivating.
"Calm down," Yuki commanded. Naohito was pulled back, and could only watch.
Yuki bent forward, and moved some hair away from Kakeru's ear. He lent in close and whispered something to him.
He sat up straight away. "Hey, what've I missed?" He yawned and stretched.
Yuki and Kakeru turned almost immediately when they heard Naohito gasp. Naohito looked at them both, and a red blush spread across his face. He rushed out of the room, and into the nearest boy's bathroom.
"What's wrong with him?" Kakeru looked at the space that Naohito had inhabited moments ago. "And, thanks." He blushed slightly, as he finally turned to Yuki.
"You need to get a life." Yuki sighed. "It's fine. I think you should go after him, y'know?"
"Nah, you see the way he hates me." Kakeru looked down, and a frown crossed his face.
"If he hates you so much, why does he stay here?" Yuki said, condescendingly and with a knowing smirk on his face.
Kakeru looked up at him, and wondered. "Yeah, I wonder…" He mumbled, getting up and walking out the room.
Naohito was breathing hard. He felt… dirty… 'Why do I feel so… Ugh. I feel like that was so intimate. I hate them… I hate them…' He thought, sinking to the floor. Why did Yuki have to like everyone he liked… First Motoko-sempai, now…
He stood up and shook his head. 'Shut up. He's a no-good, evil jerk hole and you should hate him. He does nothing. He shouldn't even be in the council. He's only there to not work somewhere else… Then why does it hurt so much..' He sat down again. He knew he couldn't face the next lesson. He shared it with that…
Kakeru was searching through the halls. "Hey." He mumbled to some people who knew him. Where is he? He wondered, and moved a bit faster. 'He'd looked so shocked. I should explain to… Wait, why do I care? He's only a baka chibi…' Kakeru stopped in his tracks, almost causing the girls walking towards him to fall. Their complaints barely registered. Why was he searching for some baka? Some idiot who hated him! There was no point. Naohito was a geek anyway, he'd turn up for the next lesson. He could talk to him then.
But why wasn't that good enough for him? Why was it bugging him so much? And what was with Yuki's smile? He'd never bothered him before!
'Fine! I've had enough! I'm not searching anymore! C'mon body, let's go back.' He thought, but he didn't move. Naohito's face just went round his head over and over again. 'It was so cute and confused… Waitaminute, cute? Shi-' He screamed in his head. He ran back to the council room, and noticed the bathroom in the other end of the corridor. 'Crap' Was all that was running through his head.
Kakeru burst into the room, and started shouting "Chibi! Baka-Chibi!" He started, then paused. "Naohito! Naohito, come out!" He ran down to the stalls. He looked through the first, then the second, then the third. The third had feet under the door. "Nao! Let me in!"
Naohito was panicking. How did he find him? Why was he here? Did he actually… No. He wouldn't let himself think like that. Kakeru was a jerk, and just wanted to tease him. All the time. But Kakeru was starting to bash the door.
"I'm not gonna stop, Naohito. Let me in now, or I'll break the door."
Naohito snorted. 'As if!' Then he realised, and clamped his hand to his mouth. 'IDIOT!'
"Ah ha! I knew it!" Kakeru celebrated. "Now, let me in!"
"Just leave me alone!" Naohito shouted. "You just want to laugh at me. God, I hate you so much…" He mumbled the last part.
Kakeru's voice went serious, "Naohito. Let me in."
Something about the way he spoke made Naohito want to open the door. So he did. 'Damn. I really am a baka.'
"Good." Kakeru said, stone faced, as he climbed into the cubical.
"What are you doing?!" Naohito shouted, trying to push him away.
"You know it's useless. You're too small. Not enough muscles." Kakeru stated, as he closed the door.
"Ugh." Naohito complained, feeling his eyes prick.
"Now," Kakeru started, standing over Naohito, moving slightly to get more comfortable. More powerful. "Why did you run like that?"
"N… No reason." He stuttered, noticing he was pressed against Kakeru in a not-entirely bad way.
"Really?" He replied, moving his hips slightly as he did so, looking up, thinking. Naohito cringed and made a slight whine, causing Kakeru to look down. "Are you… sure?" He moved his hips again on 'sure', drawing it out for as long as possible.
"Ye… YES!" Naohito shouted, a bit too loudly to seem normal.
"You better tell me the truth, Naohito. I can do this all day." He moved again, to emphasize his point. He moved his face closed to Naohito, who had finally noticed how vulnerable a position he was in. "I'm just curious… And a bit worried." Kakeru changed his face to one of concern, and whispered, "I just want to help you however I can…" As he twisted Naohito's short hair in his fingers.
"Then get off me." He hissed, not sure that was what he wanted.
"No." Kakeru replied.
"What?!" Naohito shouted, then Kakeru covered Naohito's mouth with his hand.
"Shh," He teased, "Someone might find us." Naohito blushed. He didn't want that, but he didn't want this. Naohito tried to squirm, and heard Kakeru groan. "Shit, Nao…"
Naohito blushed and looked up at Kakeru. 'I'm never gonna get a better chance.' He sighed. 'And I just don't care anymore.' He shrugged, and moved Kakeru's hand off his mouth.
"What do you think you'r-" Kakeru started, and was stopped when Naohito moved up and put his lips on Kakeru.
Kakeru stayed very still, and went to pinch himself. 'Okay, not a dream then…'
Naohito felt Kakeru go stiff and lifeless at his kiss. He didn't care, he was tasting him. He started with Kakeru's lips, and slowly bit at his lower lip. Kakeru opened his mouth slightly, and Naohito took his chance. His tongue shot into Kakeru's mouth, and he started exploring it. Kakeru started to un-freeze, and put his hand on the back of Naohito's head, pulling him closer, as he bent down to give Naohito more space to explore. Naohito grabbed Kakeru's head with both hands, and rubbed against him, as Kakeru was stiffening somewhere else.
Their minds went blank, as their tongues started to dance, fight and swirl around each other. Kakeru won the first time, and dove into Naohito's mouth, leaving nowhere untouched. Naohito moved his hands through Kakeru's hair and Kakeru pushed Naohito into the cubical wall, groaning and moving his free hand down Naohito's body, into his shirt.
Suddenly Naohito pushed him away, and ran out of the cubical, hand clasped to his mouth.
Kakeru just stared at the closing door and heard the bathroom's main door slam shut. He lent again the opposite wall and breathed slowly. "What… Was that?!" He shouted, and slid down to the floor. "And when can we do it again?'
AN: Okay, thank you :) If you nice people review I'll write more...