"Hey, I'm leaving." Shouted hashirama to his mother, while putting on the shoes.
"Ok. When are you planning to come back?"
"I don't know. Pm I'm going to interview for a part-time job."
"oh.. Part-time job. Since when do you need that? Is something wrong between you and Madara, dear?
'Seriously, she knows too much.' Thought the brown-head. He have never ever told his mother that he and Madara had started to go out, she just figured it out herself. And thou she spent almost all her free time working , she still knows when something is wrong with her son.
"Ah…it's just…now it's kin of complicated." Smiled a little Hashirama scratching his head. "Ha, ha. Ok, I'll be going or I'll be late." He opened the door and his eyes widened in shock because all he was able to see was bunch of raven hair crossing the air , pair of arms pressing him closer and other lips capturing his.
"Madara." Panted he in their kiss and melted. He felt that all Madara's feeling were put in that kiss – lust, love, sorrow and guilt. He didn't know why, but his lips moved along thou yesterday, he said that he feels nothing. Madara licked Hashirama's lips, parting them and thrust his wet tongue inside. Senju was surprised, but allowed Madara to do that. And he forgot everything, and was swept by the kiss. He pressed Madara to his chest, one hand sunk in his black-raven hair and moaned in their kiss. Madara pushed him to the wall, hand cupping Hashirama's ass. He broke their kiss and started licking and biting Senju's neck, fingers slipped under boy's t-shirt. Hashirama couldn't help but hug him and pulling him so close that their bodies clenched together. His hands were moving all around Madra's back, his boyfriend's sweet breath on his skin was driving him crazy.
"Madara…Madara..We'll be late…nnn…"
"Hell if I care." Continued biting and licking Madara, he found Hashirama's nipple and now was playing with it between his fingers, gently squeezing it.
"Ah…Ma…Madara…NNnn…I have coun…cil…meeting before the class starts…Ahh…"He wanted to say it in loud and demanding voice, but only murmured it panting and moaning, he shut his eyes as he couldn't hold on all that overtaking pleasure.
"As I said Senju, hell if I care."
"God…Madara…But I am the president."
Madara's fingers unbuttoned Senju's shirt, lips moving from jaw to chest, giving little light kisses.
"Mmmm, Senju…hell if I care…Mmm,...You're just so sweet here." Madara licked around his lovers nipple.
"Hey hey hey!" Hashirama's mother came to hall. "did you came here to lead my son to the school or to fuck him?"
"Actually, both." Smiled Madara , helping Senju to button his shirt and fix his tie. "Um,,sorry" murmured he into his lover's ear and gave Hashirama one light kiss to his nose. Hashirama softly brushed Madara's hair away from his handsome face.
"It's nothing. I'm glad that you came here."
"You mean, you're surprised." Corrected him Madara frowning his eyebrows a little.
"Ha ha. Firstly , I was surprised, but now, I'm glad." He kissed Madara's lips, melting again. But then, he remembered student's council meeting and parted. "I think, we really should go now."
"Yeah. Put your jacket on. And do something with your hair. Man, you're a mess, you know…"
"Oh yeah?" to whom I should be thankful for being a mess anyway?"
"Ha, I like making you a mess." Madara smiled. He took his lover's hand and they walked the way to the school holding their hands. Before going to the council meeting they shared brief kiss and Madara left. Senju went into the room where the meeting should be held and saw black-haired 1st former watching daggers to him.
'He's somehow similar to Madara. Same black hair, same black eyes. He's pale like Madara. No. Madara's skin is ivory white. And this boy is white like a snowflake. Feh. And what's up with his look. I see him for the first time.' Wondered Hashirama and decided to greet this strange boy.
"Hello, I'm Senju Hashirama. I'm senior and student's council president. Nice to meet you." He smiled. 'Yes, a perfect greeting, how do you like that, pale boy.' Thought he proudly.
"My pleasure. I'm Uchiha Itachi. I'm new to this school. Anyway, I'll do my best. I was chosen to represent all 1st course. It's my honor to meet you personally."
'What's wrong with this guy? His eyes are full of…anger? grudge? I don't know…but here, he throws the perfectly polite greeting at me. And he speaks so calmly.' Hashirama was surprised. 'And wait, Uchiha? Is he somehow related to Madara?' as he mentioned his boyfriend's name in his mind, he remembered the taste of his lips. 'Wait wait wait.' He stopped himself. 'I cannot be distracted just like that.' He wanted to ask Itachi about being related to Madara, but every member of the council was here and he had to start the meeting.
It was lunch brake and Madara was trying to find Senju, they always were eating together, but since they weren't in the same class it was kinda difficult to find him.
'Hm…He had history class, I suppose…' thought Madara when he felt someone crashing into him. His teeth clenched as that someone joined their lips for a fiercely kiss and passed him. Madara blinked, as it happened so quickly, and turned round to see who it was. He saw a tail of long black hair disappearing into mass of people in the corridor.
' Itachi? What a hell was that?' he covered his cheeks, which were turning pink. 'gosh, what that kind was thinking. I mean, seriously…little asshole. But then why my hear beats so quickly. Ha, I know, he just frightened me. Yeah. ' he put his index finger on his lip and licked them, tasting it. His heart pounded faster. 'ha, that brat seriously tastes good.' He smirked. 'wait, what I am thinking?' he shook his head as if that would helped to shook his unwanted thoughts.' Hm, should I said to Hashirama? Well, I definitely should, but then… it's so complicated, and this morning was so good, I don't wanna ruin it. Heh, I know Hashirama, he would understand but keep complain about it for a week. Yup, I won't say it.' Decided Madara as he saw his boyfriend heading towards him.
"hi."
"Hi, how was your meeting?" he kissed Hashirama's cheek and they headed to the canteen.
"It wasn't bad. Hey, do you have any relative named Itachi?"
"Whaaaaat?" Madara was terrified by hearing name of the boy who just stolen one of the kiss which belonged to Senju.
"Oh, he's a freshman, and his surname is Uchiha. As you know, there's not so many Uchiha's left. Since you are noble family."
" yeah… but I don't know him…I mean, he's not my relative. Well, as much as I know."
"Mmm. So you happen to know his as I see." Noted Hashirama calmly.
"Yeah, he bumped into me first day when the school started."
"I see. He's strange. Anyway, let's eat." Suggested Hashirama. He didn't knew how relieved Madara was because of that. If Hashirama continued to question him, he would be forced to tell him what happened. And then, it might be over. Madara remembered Hashirama's nod the previous day.
'It was so small. I could not let anything like that to happen again. I should see Itachi and asked about that.' Made up his mind Madara.
"Hey, is something wrong? You're silent." Asked Hashirama.
"Oh, it's nothing." Answered the black-head. He took Hashirama's hand, raised it and pressed his lips softly. Hashirama buried another hand into thick his boyfriend's hair. Madara pulled the brown-head closer into a loose huh, putting his hand onto Hashirama's waist.
"hey." Laughed Hasirama a little. " did you forget, we're in school."
"Firstly, I don't care where we are anymore, and secondly, I just want you to be here. Near by my side."
"What's up with a big talk today, huh?"
"I just figured out, that maybe that was our problem, we have never spoke out our feelings."
"Forget about that, okay?"
Madara raised his head, cupped Hashirama's chin and joined their lips, another hand still resting dearly on the brown-head waist.
"Okay." Smiled the black-head when they parted.
"It's almost time to go back to class." Noted Hashirama asn Madara nodded.
"Are we going to meet up after school?"
"Hm, I'm going to interview. For the part-time job."
"Since when do you need that?" chuckled Madara.
"Since…I think it's for the best, anyway, we can meet after that."
"Not going to happen." Declined Madara. " tennis."
"Oh, then, I guess we'll see each other tomorrow morning. Will you come to my house like today?" suggested Hashirama.
"Ok." Agreed Madara, kissing his lover. "see ya."
"Yeah."
After school, when about to leave, Madara saw Itachi on the stairs.
"Itachi-kun?"
"Yes, sempai?" Turned to face Madara Itachi. "Can I help you?"
"I think, we should talk."
"Oh, okay. I don't mind. What about I treat you for ice-cream."
"I don't see any need for that." Declined Madara coldly, but then, remembered that Itachi made him feel better the day before. "we can go for an ice-cream, but it's my treat."
"As you wish, sempai."
'Again that shadow of a smile. Strange.' Thought Madara to himself.
"So about what you would like to speak, sempai? " asked Itachi once they settled in a cozy café.
"About today."
"And what about it?" smirked Itachi. "Oh, wait, you mean…" Itachi got up a little ,then quickly pulled Madara's tie capturing Madara's head by placing his palm on other boy's cheek, lips locking together.
Madara just gasped, but couldn't do a thing, because it all happened so unexpected. He felt soft Itachi's lips parting his and wet tongue thrusting in his mouth. He didn't know why, but he allowed Itachi to do that, he did nothing to resist it. Itachi pulled him closer and he went closer, putting his hand on Itachi's shoulder and deepening their kiss. Madara felt heat arising and fulfilling him. He shivered every time when wet Itachi's tongue stroke his. After few pleasure moments, Itachi broke their kiss and licked Madara's bottom lip, smiling.
"You mean, this, right?"
"Well, first time…"
"First time I haven't so much time on my hands." Laughed Itachi a little and sat down.
"Um…" Madara suddenly got serious, he remembered that he never wanted or asked this, he had Senju, for God's sake. 'What's gotten into me?' he got angry with his self into his mind. 'But, I must admit, even I didn't wanted that, didn't asked for that , I enjoyed every single bit of it. God, this kid knows how to kiss.'
"I want you never do that again. And I mean it, Itachi."
"Sempai, you didn't like that?"
"No." lied Madara.
"Oh really?" raised his beautifully carved thin eyebrow Itachi.
"It doesn't matter. I just want that it have never happened. I can't go back , so I just make sure that it would never happen it the future."
"I won't be so sure." Spoke Itachi, his voice was a little bit colder, but even, as always.
"What's gotten into you, anyway? You know about me and Senju, don't you?"
"Oh, I saw you kissing him this morning." He licked is melting chocolate ice-cream. "So what? Do you really think, you can frighten me with your little-boyfriend-thing? "
"I don't wanna frighten you or something, Itachi-kun, but I lo…"
"Oh, right, you love him." Interrupted Itachi.
"Yes, I do, have problems with that?" Madara couldn't understand what Itachi wants with him.
"Like I care. Things between you and him are rocky anyway." Said Itachi indifferently.
"Look, it's not your relationship ,okay? So you have no right to decide anything about it." Madara raised his voice.
" As you wish, sempai. But with one condition." Grinned Uchiha.
"I don't think, that you have any…"
"I will leave that relationship to reach it's end by itself. But you won't ignore me. Okay?"
"Ha, I don't see it ending…" 'It's a lie' Terrifying thought crossed Madara's mind. " But , okay…"
"Hai hai, sempai…Thank you so much for the ice-cream, I highly hope, I'll see you tomorrow after school. Good bye, sempai." Bowed Itachi and left.
'Geez, I don't understand him. He can be acting like an asshole, but he could polite or even sweet at the same time. How does he do that? Oh, right, he's Uchiha.' Thought Madara as he was walking to the tennis training. 'Senju can't know this, he would kill me. Heh…' scratched his head the black-haired boy. 'Life's one big drama, I guess. Anyway, I must…'
"Yo, Madara-sempai, you're late."
"Sorry, let's get started." Smiled Madara as he went to the tennis court.