Chapter 2. Thanks for the reviews. I was originally erring on leaving the first chappie as a oneshot, but the reviews changed my mind so here's a chapter of Asano's reaction!

Asano woke up feeling strangely lightheaded, an odd feeling of dizziness enveloping him.
His first thought was; Shit! Have I overslept my alarm!? What have I got scheduled for today? Am I late for something?
Starting to feel frantic, he quickly jumped out of bed, only for his vision to spot and his head to spin. He crouched down on the floor until the nassau subsided.
This was one brutal head-rush.

After a few seconds, when his vision finally cleared, Asano opened his eyes and realised something; This wasn't his room! It was dark, and messy with papers scattered everywhere.
Before he confused himself any further, a voice from the bed spoke up.

"Are you done spazzing out on the floor?" Akabane said, that usual teasing edge in his voice as present as ever. "Seriously, are you still drunk?"

Asano turned around to look at him, mouth slightly agape. He remembered now; Karma had talked him into drinking wine last night. The student council president would have to add that to the long list of regrettable things that Akabane had somehow cajoled him into.

The blond looked at his rival, then at himself; He was only wearing a pair of underwear he was certain wasn't his own.

"Please don't tell me we slept in the same bed together." Asano said, sitting down on the mattress. He glanced over at Akabane- the red head was wearing last night's crumpled clothes, they looked as if they had been hastily thrown on. He had an unfamiliar expression on his face, as if he was uncomfortable somehow, a blush was creeping into his cheeks.
It was a rare sight to see Karma Akabane look bashful.

"You mean you don't remember?" The red head said. He looked torn between amusement and embarrassment. Asano stared at him blankly.

"So we did?." The blond replied. He'd figured as much.

"We did a lot more than that, Mr Student-Council President." Karma said, grimly. The bed shifted as he moved over to Asano, and kneeled behind him, placing an arm over his shoulder, and pointed at the mirror. Asano's Amethyst eyes flicked over to the full length mirror, his and Akabane's reflection stared back at him.

"What are you- " He started to say, but then his eyes adjusted to the dark, and he noticed the small circular bruise-like marks covering both his and Karma's neck and his chest.

"Remember yet?" Akabane said, sounding somewhat impatient. It took Asano a moment, but suddenly, he was flooded with memories from the night before; Karma kissing him, him kissing Karma, leaving marks on each other, evidence of what they had done, going even further, judgement clouded by alcohol.
His eyes widened with realisation, a hard knot of horror settled in his stomach.

"We didn't..." The blond started to say, trailing off as more memories filled his mind. He dropped his gaze from the mirror, he suddenly wanted to look anywhere but at Karma. "What am I going to tell people about the marks! People are going to see them! What where you thinking?"

"Hey, don't be playing innocent now. You where getting into it just as much as I was." Karma smirked, leaning back on the headrest. Asano turned to glare at him, still on the bed, looming over him. He looked about ready to hit the other.
"Akabane...!"

The red head's smirk just widened. "As fun as it is having you basically straddle me in just your underwear, maybe you should consider getting dressed." Karma drawled. Asano felt himself blush furiously as he realised the position he'd put himself in. Ignoring the lingering feelings of dizziness, he practically dived off the bed and set about pulling on his clothes from the night before.

All the while, Karma's eyes never left him, watching him get dressed with an infuriating grin. Amber eyes glanced over at the abandoned graduation piece.

"On the bright-side, we have a interesting little tidbit we can add to our graduation speech." The red head laughed.

"This isn't funny! Do you know what will happen to my reputation if anyone finds out!" The blond said, as he struggled with the button on his jeans.

"Eh? What's with that attitude. If anyone should be angry, it's me. You know I can hardly walk after what you did last night?" Karma said, a theatrical pout on his face. Asano was once again flooded with a torrent of memories that made looking Akabane in the eye difficult.

"Well- from what I recall, you were demanding that I do that. You kept telling me to 'go harder'." Gakushuu bit back, trying and failing not to look flustered. For some reason just thinking about it made his heart race. Now it was Karma's turn to blush furiously. For once, he didn't have a witty retort, he just uttered a gruff.

"Shut up." The red head said, scowling. "Next time we'll switch positions and see how you like it."

Asano stared at him, amethyst eyes wide, cheeks still red. It took Karma a moment to realise what he had just said.

"Wait- I didn't mean it like that." Karma said quickly. He was usually effortlessly smooth, but today the combination of a hangover and shock at what he'd done the night previous had left him off his game.

"Whatever. I'll see you at school." The blond said hurriedly, getting out of that room, that situation as quickly as he could. The awkwardness was suffocating. Asano sighed as he reached the door, opening it and wincing in the sunlight.

Why did he and Akabane have to go and do that together? He thought in furstration as he walked down the street. Not only was it embarrassing, but the student council president was worried that it had permanently damaged their relationship. Asano would probably die before admitting it, but he liked Akabane. He enjoyed having a rival/friend his own age who was smart and confident enough to stand up to him. Akabane was his equal and his opposite. Sure, Asano had a lot of friends, but there wasn't anybody else he had such a close relationship to. (Even if most of the time they just competed, bickered and argued).

In one moment of lust, the two of them might of just ruined it all. Gakushuu kicked a can on the pavement in frustration, and turned his collar against the cold wind blowing as he reached his house.

Oh well.

He could angst about sleeping with Karma later, for now, he just had to focus on getting into his house, and to his room without his father seeing him. He wasn't sure what his Father's views would be on his only son sleeping with a male classmate, but he really didn't want to find out.

Dammit. He should of just gone with Karma's 'sonic ninja' idea for the speech after all.

In this chapter Asano and Karma embarrass eachother, embarrass themselves, they're just generally very awkward and embarrassed. Karma seems a little more laid back about the situation (at least at the start) compared to Asano, because he's been awake longer so has had more time to process it.