Author's Note: Hey everybody! This is my first yaoi lemon/smut as well as my first modern AU story. This may become longer based on how much material I can think up. As always, I hope you enjoy.

It was a normal day at the university when Chrom woke up to go to his first class that morning. Him and his roommate Robin were freshmen at Ylisse University. The two men were good friends in high school and were going for the same type of career,so they decided to go to the same college. Chrom was more popular than his whife-haired friend, and he was a starter for the school football team. Robin was much smarter than the blue-eyed jock, but he was kinda scrawny and less social than Chrom.

He discovered very quickly that he was meant to be in band. Robin kinda envied Chrom for being so popular, but the man assured him his life wasn't very glamorous. He was always surrouned by people, and he seemed to fit in like he was meant to be there. However, the jock was always tired once he returned to their dorm.

When Chrom woke up, he did the usual routine of shaking Robin awake and heading to the kitchen to make coffee for them. Robin was always bad at waking up, so it took Chrom a couple of tries to wake him up today. Robin eventualy got up and shook his head, effectively getting rid of the hair in his eyes. He looked at the clock on his bedside table amd sighed. "Really Chrom? Seven thirty? Some of us normal people aren't morning birds like you!..." He continued to grumble on as he got out of bed and slipped on a pair of slippers. Chrom looked at him and smiled. "Oh, quit complainin' Grumpy. You know that if I wasn't here, you would never get up. Now shut up and get your coffee."

Robin did as he was told and sat down at the kitchen table. "Ya know you can be annoying sometimes? Just wait. One day, you'll forget to wake up early, and I won't get you up." The blue-haired man rolled his eyes at him. He grabbed a box of cereal and two bowls and sat down at the table. "Yeah, yeah, and let me guess, you'll be popular one day too, right?" He poured the bowls of cereal and pushed one towards his grumpy roommate. "Now eat. I have to leave in half a hour, and I don't want to come back here to a hungry Robin. You're already bad enough to begin with."

They finished thier breakfast in silence, and Chrom got up to go take a shower. He looked down at Robin eating and said, "I'm going to the shower, so don't go to the bathroom while I'm in therelike that one time." Robin turned on him in a heartbeat. "Hey! That was only one time, and it was an acident, okay?! Also, quit treating me like a dumbass . I'm probably smarter than you. Go take your damn shower."

Chrom left Robin there and went to their room to get clothes. Gods, he gets angry fast. It's like I stole his girlfriend or something. He took off his shirt as he walked across the room and threw it into the hamper beside his bed. He continued down the small hall into the bathroom, pulling off his socks along the way. He continued to undress until he was left in only his boxers, staring at himself in the mirror. What do women see in all of this? He looked himself over the mirror, locking his arms behind his head to stretch out his abdomen. He examined his muscular chest and wide shoulders in wondering. There are guys more ripped than me, so why do girls always flock to me?

Then the blue-haired man realized something. Why the hell am I checking myself out? He shook his head, trying to understand what he just did and why. He pulled off his boxers and let them drop to the floor. He turned around to the shower and turned on the hot water. He got in the shower and grabbed the soap. Suddenly, his eyes gre wide as he noticed a serious blunder. He left the door to the bathroom wide open! Damnit!

(In the other room)

Robin had finished eating right after Chrom went to take a shower, so he waited a minute before going into bedroom to get his clothes ready. That was a bad mistake. When he looked towards the bathroom door, he saw that it was standing wide open. That wasn't the bad part. What he saw in the bathroom was horrifying. Chrom was standing stark-naked in front of the shower with his body turned towards Robin. He was turning the shower on, so he didn't notice his friend standing there, looking at him with wide eyes. Robin quickly ran past the door and sat down on the bed.

What did I just see? He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. Gods Chrom. You don't see why people like you? Look at yourself. You're a charming and handsome guy. I'm... Robin looked down and noticed he had an erection. His eyes widened as he noticed what he just thought. No, no, no, no gods no! He's just my friend, nothing else. Why the hell am I thinking like this? He shook his head and laid back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. "He's just a friend Robin. Just a hot, nice friend. Yeah... Even if I did like him like that, he probably doesn't think the same way about me, right?" He sighed and crossed his arms over his face. Goddammit Chrom. It's too early for this. He rolled onto his side and tried to get a nap in before his friend got out of the shower.

He never did take that nap. Every time Robin closed his eyes, he saw the picture of Chrom standing there, naked. The man was jealous of the jock. Jealous of his looks, his popularity, and that damn charm that taunted him every day. Chrom finished his shower a couple of minutes after Robin laid down, and the jock was errily quiet, like he was thinking really hard about what to say. Finally he said, "Well, I guess I'm off to class. Don't mess up the romm while I'm gone." He gathered the things he needed for class, and he was out the door, leaving his roommate alone for about a hour and a half.

(In a classroom)

Chrom was balancing fighting to stay awake and actually paying attention for his whole first class. Why did I pick a math class for so early? Why do they have math courses this early? I see what Robin means about having class so early. Speaking of Robin, I hope he didn't see anything this morning. He replayed the morning's events in his head. It seemed like his roommate didn't see him. However, He never knew what was happening in Robin's head. The band geek never had a set schedule for things. One minute he could be eating breakfast, and the next he'll be on his laptop, doing gods know what. He was so caught up in thinking about the past, that he didn't hear the professor call on him to answer a question, so he had to make a believable guess. He gave a wrong answer, and returned to not listening to the teacher's correction and explanation of why he was wrong.

He couldn't get his mistake from before out of his mind. Chrom and Robin were close friends, but they will never be comfortable enough to see each other naked. Actually, he never wanted to see his white-haired friend naked. Robin may be a cool guy, but Chrom would never like him as more than a friend. He eventually quit thinking about it and gave up on trying to stay awake also. He laid his head on his desk, and sleep eventually came to him.

While he slept, Chrom thought about his friend, and how important Robin has been for the past couple of years. Chrom admired how the geek endured taking the bad end of thier frinedship, mostly the part about Chrom always being more popular, like a man. Robin had some nice qualities to his personality. He was nice, at least to him, and the man can be entertaing in the morning (if not annoying sometimes). If he had to choose any of his old high school friends to live with in college, he would choose Robin. He also helps a lot in his studies and morale before games. Robin was a great guy who doesn't know how good he is. The math professor yelling to a couple of students who were passing notes woke Chrom up, so he decided to stay awake for the rest of class.

(Back at the dorm)

Robin was unbelievably bored. The morning's events rattled him, and he wasn't even thinking right now. He couldn't sleep because he saw Chrom naked everytime. His mind and body were arguing about if they liked what they saw this morning or were completely horrified of it. He kept telling hismelf that loving his friend like that was so wrong, but he still got an erection when he thought about the jock standing there, naked and unknowing.

After a while of internal argument, he finally gave into his physical desire and accepted he liked Chrom as more than a friend or roomate. Having accpeted his feelings, the band geek debated for a while about what to do. Ya know? Chrom won't be back for a while, so I can have some fun. That's it. I'll masturbate. He checked the time and confirmed Chrom wouldn't be back for a while and went back to the bed.

Robin came up to another roadblock, however. What do I masturbate to? He grabbed his laptop and looked for inspitpration, but he didn't find anything that peaked his interest. After a couple of minutes of searching, Robin's mind started to recap the morning's events. He thought about the ususal waking up and idle conversations at breakfast. Then he reached the sight that has been troubling him this whole time. He was looking at Chrom as he was getting into the shower. As he thought about the details of the man's muscular body, he felt his cock begin to harden and stand up. He looked down and groaned. Of course! Gods, that was fast. Why was I even questioning my feelings?

He stood up and pulled his pants down to his ankles. His cock sprung up, free from its cloth barrier, and Robin wrapped a hand around it. He began to pump his hand up and down. As he masturbated, he began to think if Chrom was here, and it was his hand jerking him off instead of his own. The thought made him groan, and his mind began to paint his famtasy. Chrom was standing close in front of him, mere inches between their faces. He had a hand around his cock. The jock's eyes were locked to his, and his friend was smiling an evil grin.

Suddenly, Chrom dropped to his knees in front of Robin and looked his cock over as he pumped his hand. He tilted his head, and gave his roomate that grin of his. Then, he leand towards Robin's cock and kissed the tip, licking up precum as he pulled back. The band nerd growled, "Go ahead and do it, you tease." Chrom simply smiled at him in response, and pressed his lips to the tip of his friend's dick yet again. This time, however, he parted his lips and took the cock into his mouth and started to slowly suck him off." He bobbed his head in synch with his hand's thrusts, effectively pleasuring Robin with both at the same time. Robin grunted and grabbed a handful of the man's blue hair. He started to push the other man's head down his cock until he couldn't take it anymore. He let go of Chrom's head, and the jock pulled his mouth off his cock and took a deep gulp breath of air.

Chrom let go of Robin's cock, looked up at him, and smiled. "So, here we are. One man giving his closest friend a blowjob. You never thought this would've happed in high school, huh?" Robin looked down at him with a somewhat angry look in his eyes. "Did I tell you to stop?" Chrom laughed. "Okay. Okay." He put his hand back around his friend's cock and started to pump his hand yet again. He started to go faster as he noticed that Robin must've been close to climax. Sure enough, Robin's cock began to twitch, and he heard him shout, "Chrom! I'm cumming!" His hips thrusted up and hlt streams shot out of his dick.

Robin's eyes shot open as he just noticed what he had just done. He looked down at his crotch. He had cum all over his hand and some of the sticky substance had shot at least two feet across the floor in front of him. His legs were shaking so mucn, he had to sit down before he fell over. He laid back down and began to take deep breaths. His body was much warmer than usual, but that happened everytime he masturbated.

After Robin had regaind much of his composure, he went down the small hall to the bathroom to wash his crotch and one sticky hand. Once he readched the sink however, curiosity had reached him. I wonder what cum actuallt tastes like, he thought. He raised his cum-covered hand to his mouth and licked at the sticky substance coating part of it. It tasted salty, but it wasn't that bad. He felt wierd in his mouth, but he had probably put worse things in his mouth. He continued one and washed off his body and returned to the bedroom. His eyes widened at who he saw standing in the doorway connecting the kitchen to the bedroom. There stood the person of Robin's fantasy: Chrom, and the smile the jock had on his face scared Robin more than anything he had ever expierenced.

"CHROM!? What're you doing here so early. I thought you were in class. Did something happen?" Chrom simply shook his head. "Nope. Nothin' happened. But from what I've saw and heard in here recently, something happened here, didn't it." He then smiled the same evil smile from before and started to laugh. Robin thought to himself, oh no. What the hell is he going to do?

Chapter One end. A/N: Yep. That's really the end of this chapter. Turns out, I can write smutty scences more effectively than I can normal ones. This chapter was kinda getti g long, so I cut it short. WARNING: This and the next chapter may be connected as originally planned, so please don't hate me instantly. As always, I hope you've enjoyed this, and goodbye.