Mitsuru is 16. Taisuke is 14. Taisuke was sitting in class. Mitsuru was watching him, as usual. He bugged him sometimes in the hall, at lunch. There were rumors that Mitsuru liked him. It weirded him out, but right now he was bored with class and decided he wanted to go outside. So he wrote a bathroom pass and went down the hall. On his way to the entrance a yard duty asked him for his pass. He was busted and had to go to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Mitsuru excused himself to the nurse. Taisuke walked into the bathroom, and then paused. He heard footsteps behind him. Without thinking he turned and came face to face with Mitsuru. His voice caught. He started to back up.
"Uhhh Hi." His back hit a tiled wall. Mitsuru walked up to him, cornering him.
"Hi." he said, pushing himself within inches of Taisuke. Without a warning Mitsuru's lips crashed upon Taisuke's. He was in shock for a moment, confused as of what to do, and then he found himself kissing him back just as hurriedly. Within seconds Mitsuru's hands were up his shirt, roaming his upper body. Taisuke's hands were in Mitsuru's thick long black hair. Mitsuru's kisses went from his lips to his neck to his collar bone, back to his lips. This went for what seemed like an eternity, (really only 5 minutes) when someone walked in. They slowed and stopped. Mitsuru was the first to speak, arms still wrapped around Taisuke, he tilted his head towards the other boy.
"What the hell do you want?" he said. Taisuke was blushing madly and shrinking in Mitsuru's arms, trying to lean as much as possible to lean into the cold wall.
"Uh,
sorry!" the boy said and ran in some random direction. Mitsuru's
eyes came back to Taisuke's. The dark purple in them lightened,
seeing the lust in Taisuke's blue ones. He smiled at him and let
go. Taisuke straightened his clothes and managed a strung together
sentence.
"Class. We should go back." he said breathlessly.
Mitsuru left and Taisuke followed far behind. When Taisuke entered
the classroom he felt Mitsuru's eyes on him. He sat down and
glanced over his shoulder, his brown hair grazing his eye sight.
Mitsuru smile wickedly at him and Taisuke just turned bright red in
the face and put his head down.
'That was kind of interesting and I kinda liked it.' he thought.