Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warning: This is yaoi.
Summary: Kazu's gonna kill him.
An answer to one of kirskipkat's prompts, from the es21_yaoi lj.
A/N: Not telling which. :D
When Kazu catches him sneaking out of school with Sena, Koji figures this really is the worst idea he's ever had.
"Oh, um...ossu, Kazu...uh..."
Kazu looks at them. To anyone who doesn't know him, Kazu seems as calm as a Buddhist monk, only his eyebrow quirked a bit questioningly. Koji, having known Kazu for nearly all his conscious days, is seeing his life flash before his eyes. He wishes it involved more naked chicks.
"Oh, Jyuumonji," says Shorty, looking nervous. "You...er, we...uh..."
Shorty's blushing. He's blushing, because he's nervous and doesn't know what to say and that's what Kobayakawa Sena does, all he does all day every day is blush and stutter and occasionally score a touchdown and Koji could just die at how this looks and holyshitKazulookslikehe'sgonnakillhim—
"We were," tries Shorty, pink and looking anywhere but at Kazu, "we, I mean, Koji—I mean, Kuroki-kun and I—we—"
The last time Koji saw that vein throbbing in Kazu's forehead, eleven guys from Zokugaku went to the hospital.
"We—we were just going—I mean, there's this thing, and—"
Koji can't believe it. He's going to die at the hands of one of his only two best friends and it's going to be Shorty's fault.
"There wasn't—there wasn't practice today, so—I asked Ko—I mean, Kuroki-kun—"
Kazu's eye is twitching. Kazu's fists are clenched so tightly that the veins on the backs are pulsing. Kazu's scar is inflamed from the blood rushing to his face and Shorty won't shut up with his well-meaning but increasingly deadly excuses and oh fucking God Kazu's gonna break every bone in my body—
"SORRY, KAZU," shouts Koji, and, in sheer panic, grabs Shorty's hand and hauls ass out of there.
He knows how bad it is when Kazu doesn't chase them.