Title: Confirmation
Warnings: SawakiKei
Note: Two-shot, it's most likely PWP in the next chapter…please enjoy and leave a review behind!
Disclaimer: I don't own Moyashimon
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One
Hearing a light tap on his door, Sawaki pulled himself up as he groggily trudged across his room, opening the door to the room he was staying in, he yawned a little before he froze when he realised who it was that was standing outside his door, smiling so sweetly.
He swore to himself that he did not for even a second think that there was a pretty girl looking for him. No, Kei is not a girl.
Quickly pulling Kei inside the room, Sawaki stuck his head out looking left and right, just to see if there was anyone looking. He really did not need anyone to misunderstand anything, after all, if he thought Kei looked like a girl, then everyone else would too. What he needed least right now were rumours flying around.
"Kei" started Sawaki as he closed the door behind him, looking at his childhood friend. He was still in that dress; French maid, gothic Lolita, whichever it may be, he could not deny the thought that he didn't mind looking at Kei in that getup. It just took some time to adjust, that was all.
Looking at his best friend, the blond boy could not understand how a little makeup could make Kei's eyes suddenly look so much bigger. So feminine, it almost forced him to believe that makeup was a sin; such a thing should not be able to make one question such thoughts. His friend, Kei, is a guy.
It was spontaneous, when the man who could see microbes marched up to the man with long raven hair. Putting a hand on Kei's shoulder, Sawaki looked up into Kei's eyes. He was determined.
"Sawaki?" Kei asked, not understanding the change in Sawaki's attitude.
Ignoring the microbes flying round him, making comments, Sawaki opened his mouth before closing it again.
Time seemed to have stopped before Sawaki opened his mouth again, this time, words coming out "Kei, please excuse me. I have to do this"
It was not until Kei felt a hand grasping his balls did he realise what Sawaki meant. Instantaneously looking down, Kei identified the hand touching him as Sawaki's hand. And just as quickly, he blushed, his hands letting go of the bags of sake, the glass bottles hitting the floor with a thud before rolling across the room as he pushed Sawaki's hand away, his own covering his privates.
"Sa-Sawaki?" whispered Kei as he took a few steps back from his childhood friend. An explanation was needed. He did not understand what had driven Sawaki to suddenly grope him.
Looking sheepishly up at his best friend, Sawaki's index finger found its way to scratch his cheek as he smiled "I had to check"
Biting his lower lip, Kei felt even more so embarrassed at those words. "You doubted my gender?" asked Kei.
Suddenly feeling guilty, Sawaki wanted to look away from those wide eyes but he couldn't, he was mesmerized. It wasn't his fault, it's just, Kei, he, really looked like a cute girl, and anyone would have doubts if that was really their childhood friend after a while, right? Well, at least he did. And it made him feel just so much more relieved to verify that Kei indeed was still Kei and not someone else entirely.
"You're not going to hit me, Kei?" Sawaki asked, a little cautious.
Shaking his head, Kei started picking up the fallen sake bottles, the shock was over. "No, if it's Sawaki, it's okay"
"Huh?"
Placing the sake bottles neatly on top of the table, Kei smiled "I kissed you, so it's even"
Laughing hesitantly, Sawaki couldn't see how that balanced things out, but if he wasn't going to be scolded by his best friend, then that was all that mattered.