AN: Here's part two. Please enjoy~

Lip-Lock II

For a second, Kuroko couldn't believe what he was seeing. Akashi and Kise were the most admired and popular guys in school.

Kise had been modeling since middle school and had since gathered a great deal of fame in the entertainment industry. In addition to his otherworldly good looks, he had a charismatic and enticing personality that instantly captivated everyone around him.

Akashi was also exceptionally good looking and very charismatic, and as the Akashi Corp. heir (he was already managing quite a bit of the business, despite his youth) he carried and aura of absolute authority and power.

Without any real effort on their part, the two of them ruled the school as idols. The student body, and even many of the teachers, hung on their every word and action. They had girls hanging off of them everyday, practically throwing themselves at them.

So why were the two of them locking lips in an empty classroom? From what Kuroko knew about them, which admittedly wasn't too much, Akashi and Kise weren't close friends. In fact, Kuroko had never even seen them together, nor had he ever heard about anyone seeing them together.

Which in itself was odd, he thought suddenly. The two most influential guys in school never crossing paths or getting in each others way? Unlikely. Unless, of course, they were making a point to only cross paths behind closed doors.

Once Kuroko's brain had decided that he wasn't hallucinating and the two most attractive guys in his year were still making out on the desk in front of him, he thanked the gods in heaven for his incredibly low presence because it seemed that neither boy had noticed his arrival.

Kuroko knew he had to leave right away. It would definitely be safer for him if Akashi and Kise didn't know he had seen them. It wasn't as though he was going to tell anyone about them kissing. It wasn't any of his concern. Still, Kise and most certainly Akashi would likely take measures to ensure his silence.

Kuroko tried to back out the door quickly and quietly, but in his haste his ankle caught one of the chairs. The chair came tumbling down with much clattering and he stumbled, mistakenly slamming the door shut with his back, sealing him inside the room.

A deafening silence followed the slam of the door, and while Kuroko was mortified, he kept his face impassive. But Akashi and Kise were still pushing their mouths together in an relaxed and remarkably unabashed manner. Kuroko just had time to wonder if they could possibly be so engaged in each other that they had failed to hear the noise when the two of them broke apart with an indecently audible smack and lazily turned their heads to look at him.

"Hmm," Kise hummed and broke into a dashing smile, "Looks like we've had a bit of an audience, Akashicchi."

Kise gave Akashi a meaningful sideways glance that Kuroko couldn't quite decipher.

"I'm not sure how I feel about company, Ryouta," Akashi said with slight amusement. Though the red head's mouth was curved upward, he watched Kuroko with hard, questioning eyes. Kuroko kept his face completely impassive, not wanting to offend them with any inadvertent judgment they might read in his expression.

"I am very sorry to have disturbed you," Kuroko deadpanned and gave an deep, apologetic bow.

When Kuroko came out of his bow Kise was laughing pleasantly at his stony faced apology and Akashi's eyes now held the same amusement that was in his crooked smile. Kuroko gave an internal sigh of relief. Though they were laughing at his lack of expression, they didn't seem angry.

"If you will excuse me then," Kuroko said with another small bow. He turned to leave, but he only had the door half open when a large hand flew above his head and slammed it shut again.

Startled, though his face didn't show it, Kuroko looked up to see Kise looming over him in a manner that would be threatening if it weren't for his dazzling smile.

"You just got here," Kise said pleasantly and he shifted his body so his forearm rested on the door, supporting his weight, and casually blocking off Kuroko's exit, "Why don't you stick around for a little while?"

Kuroko blinked up at Kise. Stick around? Is that something you'd usually say to someone who just walked in on you kissing another guy? Thrown off balance from Kise's request, Kuroko's eyes unconsciously shifted to Akashi in search of some explanation. The red head's expression was unreadable.

"I'm not going to say anything..." Kuroko started hesitantly.

"Of course, you won't," Akashi spoke with absolute certainty. Apparently that wasn't the point in contention.

The red head have him a pleasant smile, which made Kuroko's stomach turn in a distinctly unpleasant manner, and gracefully slipped off the desk. He came around Kuroko's other side and rested his back on the closed door.

Feeling incredibly caged in, Kuroko glanced between the two of them nervously. They were just so close. He had never been this close to either of them, even passing in the halls, and now they were both so close that he could feel the heat coming off of them. It was intimidating.

Akashi turned so his shoulder was against the door and his front was turned toward Kuroko.

"I take it you know who we are," Akashi stated surely. Kuroko gave a nod. Their presence was undeniable.

"Then you have us at a disadvantage," Kise said sweetly as he bought a finger underneath Kuroko's chin to guide the boy's face toward his own. They looked into each others eyes.

"Hardly fair, don't you think?" Kuroko turned his head to meet Akashi's words and after meeting his mismatched gaze, he looked to the ground. Even for the blue haired boy, the two were difficult to keep eye contact with.

"Kuroko Tetsuya," he muttered to the ground. Somehow he felt uneasy giving up the information.

"Year. Class." commanded Akashi.

"Third year. Class four," Kuroko answered automatically, surprising himself. The red head's orders were overpowering.

Kuroko noticed slight surprise that he was in their year. No doubt they thought he was younger.

"Well, Akashicchi?" Kise asked hopefully. Confused, Kuroko looked from Kise to Akashi. Akashi's eyes ran over Kuroko's body from head to toe and back again.

"Okay," he said simply. Kise's face split into a wide grin. Kuroko gave a small frown.

Kise's hand slipped across Kuroko's clothed stomach and around his waist. The blue haired boy flinched at the unexpected contact, flattening himself back against the door, but, of course, there was no where to go.

"Hey Kurokocchi, how about you play with us for a little while?" Kise asked softly, leaning in to lay soft kisses along the side of Kuroko's neck. The smaller boy froze. Was Kise Ryouta actually coming on to him? Now? Wait. Us? As in both of them? Together?! Kuroko couldn't believe what was happening.

AN: Yeah so...things will pick up a bit next time.

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