'Don't stop until all the desks are clean Kamijou' Miyagi stood over Hiroki like he ruled him. Hiroki just mumbled under his breath, of course Miyagi couldn't care less. There were no books, sticks of chalk or sharp objects so Miyagi knew he was safe. He had also checked before he dragged Hiroki to clean the desks in the first place.
'Kamijou is mental' Miyagi spotted this on the desk Hiroki was scrubbing and thought he'd just mention it in case Hiroki hadn't noticed.
Hiroki glared at him but Miyagi just crossed his arms and smiled. He'd actually won! Kamijou had given in, success!
After about half an hour Hiroki stood up and looked at Miyagi frowning.
'Ah, Kamijou you're frowning again just push your forehead up a bit. Look like this' Miyagi placed his finger on Hiroki's forehead and began gently pushing it upwards. Hiroki keep on frowning.
'Ha, right you're done' Miyagi didn't hesitate to get away from Hiroki as fast as he could after noticing the very irritated look on his face. He hurried down the class room stairs and out of the room before Hiroki found a book of some sort to throw at him. He quickly entered the office slamming the door behind him and packing his stuff up. As Miyagi picked up his bag the office door swung open and Hiroki stood in the door way absolutely furious!
'Shit, shit!'
Miyagi failed to notice that Hiroki already had a few hard back books in his head before grabbing all the books he could find in the room.
Hiroki raised his arm and chucked the first book aiming for Miyagi's head; Miyagi ducked and quickly pulled himself up again ready for the next book.
'Ha ha, Kamijou it was just a little joke. You know what that is right?'
Hiroki showed his teeth as if he were a wolf; he raised his arm yet again and yelled 'Bastard' as he threw the second hard back book. Fortunately Miyagi bent down at exactly the right time to grab the first book that had been thrown at him, dodging the second one.
You've lost me precious time with my sweet, beloved-' Hiroki stopped.
'Ah, yes? The really tall guy with the blackish hair, the one who's always smiling' Miyagi raised his eye brows and winked at Hiroki. Seriously Miyagi should have known better than to tease and make Hiroki even more mental than he already was.
'Shut up!' Hiroki grabbed the last book under his arm and threw it across the room as hard as he could. It went shooting across slamming into Miyagi's head. Miyagi fell back crash landing to the floor.
'Jesus Christ that bloody canes! I don't know what kid wrote Kamijou is mental on that desk but I sure as heck agree with it.'
Miyagi pulled himself up rubbing his bruised head to find that Hiroki had already left.
'Oh man, that hurt! He seriously has to loosen up'
Miyagi picked himself up and swung his bag over his shoulder once again walking out of the office and trailing out of the university. He lit a cigarette and placed it in his mouth he stopped at the gate and looked both ways.
'I better go this way; don't want to run into Kamijou after that performance'
Miyagi began heading up the path he turned round slightly and noticed a figure just turning the corner. He was certain it was Hiroki as this man was carrying a load of books and pieces of paper. Miyagi laughed at how ridiculous Hiroki looked throwing books at him and how idiotic he looked waddling around the streets like that.
Miyagi gazed up into the sky, the moon was so bright it was lighting up the clouds.
He smiled as he took a puff on his smoke and carried on walking home.
When Miyagi entered his apartment building he climbed up the stairs to see his lover fast asleep on the floor.
'If he thinks I'm going to carry him into my apartment and lay him on the bed he can think again.'
Miyagi had to admit he looked cute, fast asleep outside his door but his apartment was right there. Miyagi sighed and bent down next to Shinobu and smiled. He quickly put out his cigarette as he promised Shinobu he was stopping.
'Shinobu'
The younger boy opened his eyes slightly and looked up at his lover smiling down at him.
'Aw. Isn't he just-'
'You're meant to carry me into your apartment, undress me and lay me on the bed. Moron.'
'Not cute.'
Miyagi ignored Shinobu's rude comment; he wondered over to his apartment door, unlocked and opened it. He then walked back to his lover and wrapped him in his arms carrying him over into his home and gently slamming the door behind him. Shinobu blushed as Miyagi tightened the grip around his body. He frowned at the way he could be so easily seduced by Miyagi.
Miyagi carried Shinobu over to his bedroom door and stopped out side it; he looked down at Shinobu who was blushing slightly. Miyagi pushed the door open with his foot enough for him to get in with Shinobu.
Look at him. He's actually letting me take him to my bed this time, last time he refused to go in.
Miyagi placed his little lover on the bed and stood tall over him.
'Is this what you wanted?' Miyagi stared down at Shinobu who slowly nodded; he did understand that Shinobu was a little nervous to be in his bed. Anything could happen really, he was glad Shinobu didn't let his nerves take over this time.
Miyagi fell on the bed hanging over the younger male, who was blushing like crazy up to his ears. Miyagi laughed to himself when he noticed and smiled to comfort Shinobu. Shinobu just frowned and looked away; Miyagi kept staring at him though.
Miyagi leaned down to Shinobu's face and breathed heavily on it to tease him.
'You smell of smoke liar'
Miyagi leaned up and looked at Shinobu who was now frowning furiously at his lover.
'Let me Apologize'
Miyagi's lips met Shinobu's. Shinobu closed his eyes tight he didn't want to look at Miyagi who would just make him blush even more. Miyagi stared at Shinobu and moved his hand underneath the young boy's shirt rubbing his stomach to tease him. Shinobu immediately grab onto the back of Miyagi's jumper pulling it to keep himself from yelling out.
Miyagi's tongue slid around the mouth of his lover.
Miyagi stopped and their lips parted, they both lay on the bed breathing heavily. Shinobu's eyes watering, and Miyagi's hand darting up and down his uke's warm body.
He's so delicate it's unbelievable; even if I place my hand on Shinobu's face he'll be happy.
'I-I'll make d-dinner' Shinobu struggled to talk. he quickly pulled himself up and ran out the room. Miyagi smiled to himself and pulled out a smoke from his pocket. He tempted to light it but in the end gave in to the cigarette.
After Dinner
The couple sat ether side of the table, staring at each other. Miyagi had his serious face on and Shinobu was frowning with his arms crossed.
'Dinner was good'
'Bet all you tasted was smoke'
'Ah, Shinobu it was one!'
'Fine, oh by the way can you go out side and pick up that bud you left on the floor it's making our place look messy'
'Our place, what was he on about this is my apartment unless he wants to rent it or something?'
'You want to rent?'
Shinobu frowned even harder at his seme, who really couldn't care less. In fact 'his seme' was actually very pissed of. He got to seduce his lover on his own bed, have a reasonably good dinner which he could taste! Then Shinobu has to turn on him and ruin everything. Shinobu stood up and walk out of the apartment slamming the door shut behind him.
The next day at the university
'Ah, ready for first lesson Miyagi?' Hiroki stood at his desk packing up a few of his text books; Miyagi noticed how he took a few extra chalk boxes.
'I don't have any lessons till after lunch'
'Fine, don't make a mess'
'How was your night' Miyagi had asked to see if his employees night had been any better than his. Hiroki hesitated to answer.
'Fine'
'What did you do' Miyagi didn't hesitate to answer.
'Had dinner, slept'
'Alone?'
'No'
'With who?'
Miyagi looked up from his desk as he heard the noise of footsteps leaving the room. He sighed and began flicking through a couple of text books on his desk. He decided he'd just lean back on his chair and have a smoke seeing how no one was here to lecture him.
After half an hour Miyagi stood up and put out his 14th cigarette of the day, he wondered over to the door and stood outside it.
'Ah, it's to quiet. Then again I don't want Shinobu showing up.'
Just as Miyagi had thought about how quiet the bell went for next lesson, he crawled back into his office and fell into his chair.
'Ah, so bored!' he mumbled going to lit another cigarette until he suddenly heard the faint sound of footsteps making there way closer to the office.
'Please don't be Shinobu please!'
Miyagi poked his head out and stared down the hallway. A young boy a bit older than Shinobu turned the corner and was slowly walking up the hallway. As he got closer he noticed the boy's eyes were swollen and there were dry tear marks on his face. The boy looked at Miyagi and he quickly slid back into the office.
'I recognize him; I think he's in Kamijou's class. Poor kid's going to get pelted with chalks.'
After Miyagi could hear the student had past his office he poked his head out again and watched him walk up into Kamijou's class room. Miyagi stood still for a second wondering what would happen. He decided he'd go tell Kamijou that the student who just walked in had obviously been crying and to take it easy on him.
He'd obviously been crying and he knew Kamijou wasn't the type to be sympathetic.
Miyagi stood up but before he could even walk out the room, he heard a very mad Kamijou yelling his head of and then a classroom door slamming shut. Miyagi slowly stepped out and looked up the hallway, he noticed the same student now sitting on the floor with his head in his hands.
Miyagi couldn't help but feel sorry for him he walked over and looked down at him.
'H-hey kid, are you okay?'
Miyagi watched as the student lifted his head to look at him, his eyes were full of tears and his face was red. He kind of reminded him of Shinobu when he cries, except Shinobu is so much cuter obviously and this kids ears didn't go pink.
Miyagi didn't know what to do usually when Shinobu cried he'd just seduce him but he couldn't do that in this situation.
The student didn't say much, he tried to mumble something but he couldn't and he just covered his face again and cried.
A few seconds later, Hiroki stormed out the class room and dragged the student onto his feet.
'Kamijou have a heart look at his face'
'He was late and he doesn't say a thing!'
'Kamijou he's obviously really upset about something'
Hiroki looked at the student who had his hand over his face; they both watched as they saw tears fall from his face and listened to his moans. Hiroki frowned and swung his classroom door open.
'Baka! You deal with it' Hiroki yelled slamming the door behind him.
Miyagi rubbed the back of his neck and looked around.
'Shit what do I say?'
The boy pulled out his phone and slid it open, Miyagi read the screen:
1 New text.
He watched as the student opened up the new text:
Did you like my little trick; he looked so cool begging for his life. Cutie
From: unknown number.
The boy slid the phone back down and began crying even more, he look as if he was going to collapse. Miyagi quickly lifted his hand and placed it on the students head ruffling his hair. He was surprised when the student immediately wrapped his arms around him and clenched the back of his head. The student was crying like mad now and wiping his eyes on Miyagi's shirt.
Thank god Shinobu's not here, he'd be so jealous. I would love to see the look on his face if he'd seen this. Now what?
Miyagi stood with his arms in the air; he wasn't going to hug the boy back how weird would that be.
'Do you want to go home?' Miyagi suggested, he knew he'd get over tons of books thrown at him for letting one of Kamijou's students go home.
'U-um, can I g-go to the h-hospital please, p-professor'.
