Ryo could hardly believe the amount of people he recognized from his old high school at this university. He had only actually been in that high school for about a year before leaving to go study abroad and help his dad with his research but still, this was ridiculous. They were mostly annoying pricks that somehow always recognized him. It didn't help that his good two shoes brother was also here. Of course, being as perfect as he was, he was already the head cheerleader here too. The figured. Sure, he looked cheery, but Ryo was the one the always had to deal with his bullshit at home. Always tattling on him for literally anything. Going abroad for three years was a huge relief for him. That year at high school wasn't all bad though. There was one person that definitely didn't annoy him: Akira Fudo. They had been great friends as kids, but Ryo was going through his own issues and steadily distanced himself away from Akira. He had been a scrawny kid, but it surprised Ryo just how much he had steadily bulked up when high school came around. He remembered Akira wanting to be on the football team. He wondered if he managed to accomplish that. Since they were both twenty now, he imagined Akira had probably beefed up even more. He felt himself blush just thinking about that. Ryo hoped he had found a good school at least.
A bunch of girls running over towards the football stadium caught his attention. There had to be a practice going on. Why else would they be going over there in the middle of the afternoon? That certainly peaked his interest. It was hot out, sure, but the prospect of seeing hot football guys practicing and possibly taking their shirts off excited him a bit.
He could feel the droplets of sweat slowly make their way down from his temples to the back of his neck. The Calvin Klein bra he had on right now was probably going to be soaked by the time he even got to the bleachers. Luckily, there was an overhang over them to at least provide some shade. It did nothing for the heat, but it was better than literally baking in the sun which made him realize that he had completely forgotten about applying sunscreen before heading out to class today. Great. It would be cold showers and lots of aloe for a while.
The first thing he saw there was very much less than pleasant. The cheerleaders were there too practicing by the track while the football team was out on the field. Of course, the first one he spotted was Michael heading some drills. Ryo shrank back a bit, attempting to not be seen. He knew he wouldn't be able to escape Michael's gaze once he spotted him. He hoped he would stay busy and not notice. He did not need a barrage of questions as to why he was there. They had made an agreement when they found out they'd be going to the same college that they would purposefully not cross each others' paths which included Ryo absolutely not coming to the practices which was fine by him, but the idea of cute sweaty boys had been too much to resist. While trying his best to seem invisible, Ryo diverted his attention to the field where the football team was. He was pleased to see most of them had taken their shirts off, and he thoroughly enjoyed the view. It didn't take his eyes long to zero in on one that looked very much familiar. He'd recognize those thick sideburns, sweeping bangs, dark hair, and tanned skin anywhere. That was definitely Akira, and boy, had Ryo been correct in thinking that he probably got beefier because he definitely did. Ryo was practically drooling over those pecs, abs, defined biceps, and most importantly: the ass. At this point, he didn't care if Michael spotted him, he had to get a closer look. He kept his eyes on Akira and slowly made his way to the railing. The view was worth it despite that he was back in direct sunlight. He could feel the heat piercing through the back of his shirt. He watched each muscle as Akira ran and moved. He almost about had a nosebleed when Akira turned around so Ryo could see his whole front, eyes focusing right on his crotch. He had certainly grown some down there too. He was so busy admiring that bod that he hadn't noticed the pair of soft brown eyes that belonged to that bod looking right at him. Ryo only snapped out of his little trance when he saw that Akira was walking right towards him. Oh, god. Oh no, he was looking right at him too. A friendly smile and wave was what kept Ryo from totally panicking and running off. Did he really recognize him?
"Hey, Ryo! I didn't know you went here too!" Akira yelled over to the coach that he was taking a quick break. Ryo nearly fainted when Akira easily hopped over the railing and stood right next to him. He got a strong whiff of the lovely sweaty smell coming from him.
"Alright, Ryo," he said to himself. "Play it cool. No big deal. It's just Akira..really fit..buff..Akira..Just say something cool. Say something kickass."
"Hot," was what came out of his mouth, voice cracking terribly. "Uhh, it's hot out today, isn't it? Haha. Yeah, I go here." Smooth..very smooth.