The blazing sun shone brightly in the middle of the afternoon, as Haru swam elegantly through the familiar, refreshing waters of the Iwatobi pool. Makoto was stretching his strong, firm back muscles next to the sparkling water in the pool. Haru's glance quickly found it's way to Makoto's built body, he soon found himself unable to look away. As Makoto felt Haru's intense stare on his back, he spun around to face Haru, who was still captivated by Makoto's gave a gentle, warm smile to his friend before pacing over to the edge of the glistening pool and held out his firm hand to Haru's bewitched form. " You're so great in the water!, Haru-chan." Makoto complimented, before pulling the raven haired boy out of the shimmering water.
" Drop the -chan," Haru mumbled slightly hoarse as he was helped out of the pool. "How's your throat feeling?" Makoto asked curiously. "It's been feeling sort of swollen and I have a bit of trouble swallowing." Haru stated, still sounding croaky. "Hmm, maybe you're starting to catch a cold?" Makoto pondered aloud " It's fine," Haru waved his hand as if to dismiss the matter as they both headed into the locker room.
" Haru-chan! Mako-chan!" a bubbly voice shouted from the back of the locker room, Haru and Makoto turned to face the voice to see Nagisa smiling like an innocent child. " Rei-chan and I are gonna go get some ice cream after school, wanna come with us?" Nagisa questioned, and stared at the two boys with puppy dog eyes. Makoto gave a small nod before turning to Haru. "You guys can go ahead, I'm gonna take a shower first." Haru croaked. Makoto looked towards Nagisa and smiled "I need to take one too, I'm all sweaty." Nagisa nodded and went out to go get Rei. Haru turned on the shower and ran his fingers through his hair while the water rolled down his chiseled body. Makoto turned on the shower head next to him and started to wash his body as well, Haru's eyes wandered to Makoto's beautiful chest and face, his face faintly blushing from the sight. Makoto glanced over to Haru, studying his body, but they both quickly looked away when their eyes met. Haru stepped towards Makoto, with a soft tug of his hand as if forcing his friend to look at him. Makoto could only make out a small gasp before uttering a meek "H-Haru .." as his soft lips collided with Haru's. Haru placed his hand on Makoto's chin. "W-wha? Haru, what are you-" he sputtered right before Haru pushed his lips against Makoto's again. Haru then licked Makoto's bottom lip, asking for permission, only to have been denied access. So haru decided to force his way in. Making Makoto shudder having to feel Haru's tongue rub against his tongue, pulling it up to fight for dominance. Haru pulled his tongue back and bit Makoto's lip before he felt himself being pushed away. "N-no…. Haru, I...we can't." murmured Makoto giving him a disapproving look. He stepped away from Haru as to emphasize his point. Haru frowned, feeling extremely dejected, he couldn't look Makoto in the eye.
Makoto's heart was racing out of his chest, his entire face was red, and he kept staring at Haru, as if to attempt to figure out what caused the sudden action. Haru just stared at Makoto before realizing what just happened. Makoto didn't respond to the kiss at all. He started backing away from the shower before he quickly turned around and dashed out of the locker room in his swim trunks, only stopping to snatch his shoes and uniform off the bench. He ignored Makoto's fading yells for him to wait and ran into one of the school bathrooms, quickly changing clothes and then sprinting was left in the locker room, alone, with only the resonating echoes from him yelling for Haru to wait, left behind. His heart tightened in pain, puzzling over what his friend just did. "Did Haru really do that?" he lifted up a hand to touch his lips. He thought he could still feel the warmth of Haru's lips on his. He sighed as he headed back into the locker room, feet padding across the floor while he started to put on his school uniform. He ran his hand through his still damp hair, Still feeling a bit frustrated. " I've gotta talk to Haru about this.." he mustered out to himself before walking out of the locker room and heading to Haru's house. makoto felt his heart began to race as he headed up the stairs, and it got worse as he began to knock on the door. It didn't take long for haru to answer. Makoto noticed that his uniform was put on in a rush, as most of the buttons were undone. and his hair looked a bit messy.
"Makoto," he whispered trying not to make eye contact. The whites of Haru's eyes were stained red, showing that he most likely had cried. Makoto's own eyes widened from shock to see haru in this state. " Haru, I….I wanted to talk about what happened earlier. '' He started. Haru opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it, moving out of the way to let Makoto in. He almost tripped heading into the dark house until haru flipped on the lights and made his way into the kitchen putting on his blue apron. Peeking into the kitchen Makoto again tried to talk to Haru about what had happened earlier that day, "Haru, can we tal-" he was cut short by Haru's stern voice "Makoto, can you get me the green onions?" he asked. Makoto sighed and retrieved the ingredient, he decided to wait until food was done to ask. Letting Haru prepare the meal, he quietly went into the living room and sat alone with his thoughts. A short time later Haru called in Makoto from the dining room, and he was greeted by an elegant looking display of Miso soup and dumplings.