At a glimpse: The two have an argument over one another's jealousy, and after Miyagi denies his own past protective behaviours, Shinobu becomes fully intent on proving just how easily he can make the man jealous.

Word Count: 1884

AN: God damn Junjou Terrorist for not giving the Australian dude a name! Wikipedia said that William is a really popular name is Australia (don't care if it's true or not), so that shall be his name here. All throughout these drabbles, Australian dude shall be William (Will for short) if I want him to appear. That is all.

"Hypocrite!" Shinobu seethed angrily, eyes narrowed venomously at his older partner.

"And how am I supposedly a hypocrite?" Miyagi asked tiredly from his spot on the couch.

"You also get jealous!" the boy declared. "That time! The girl was clinging to me and you didn't like it even though we didn't do anything."

"That..." Miyagi groaned and stubbed out a barely-used cigarette in the ashtray. "That was one time. And I didn't know who exactly that girl was."

"Bull!"

"But with Kamijou, you're always suspicious about him and constantly need me to reassure you he's nothing more than a coworker."

"With good reason!" Shinobu paused for a moment to take a deep breath and calm his rage. "Half the time I come to your office, your hands are all over him. What else am I supposed to think? Especially when you tell me he's a homo."

"Exactly. He's a homo. I'm not," Miyagi stated solemnly.

Shinobu breathed deep breaths. In. Out. In. Out. "You area homo because you're dating me."

"Not." The man reached into his pocket for another cigarette. Shinobu didn't even bother asking why he couldn't just keep the cig he was smoking moments before instead of wasting all of them. "I simply happened to make an exception for a bratty blond kid who won't get off my back at the moment."

"What about that other time with my Australian friend?" Shinobu was persistent. "I was with him and you just dragged me away!"

"I wasn't jealous of him," the man lied. Even now when he thought about how easily Shinobu could smile around him he couldn't help but feel slightly angered. But Shinobu didn't need to know that. "I would have took you anyway. If I hadn't brought you to see sensei, then right now you'd be in Australia."

The blond thought Miyagi's heartfelt confession at his sensei's grave, and sudden had a hard time keeping himself from crawling into the professor's lap to snuggle the life out of him.

Exhaling a long puff of smokey chemicals, Miyagi calmly said, "Instead of trying to point fingers at me, perhaps you should instead work on controlling your temper when it comes to seeing me with other people." He inhaled his drug. Exhale.

"You're in denial." Shinobu huffed in his annoyed state. "I bet you'd hate it if I brought home another person. Someone attractive. And brought them into my bedroom with me. With the door closed."

Scratching his head in disinterest, Miyagi leaned forward and plucked the newspaper from the coffee table in front of him. "Do whatever you want." He opened to some random article and began reading about how the zoo's elephant gave birth just recently.

Shinobu fumed at his partner's lack of care and promptly stormed away and locked himself into his own room. He couldn't believe Miyagi sometimes—how he could wave his feelings off as nothing and disregard them as insignificant. It pissed Shinobu off and made him feel smaller and of little importance to the man.

He knew Miyagi loved him pretty badly (but not as much as Shinobu loved him. Nothing can come close to that), but dammit, the bastard can put in a little effort every now and then to show it to the blond. Then Shinobu wouldn't feel so shitty at times like this.

Miyagi hadn't had any of Shinobu's attention in days. Ever since their argument, the blond had been ignoring the man and avoiding any kind of contact. The boy was pissed—every time the professor tried to simply speak to the boy, he'd receive a very menacing look at blatantly read Bitch, we're fighting. Piss off.

As much as the professor was reluctant to come to terms with it, he was getting slightly lonely. It was a weird switch from constantly being given attention from Shinobu to not being able to even come near him. This also meant he hadn't had any sex with the blond. Or received kisses and hugs that always managed to make the man feel warm, special, and very much loved.

He didn't know how long this would last, but he figured the blond would break soon. Shinobu had to—Miyagi was surprised the kid hadn't broke after the first day.

For now though, Miyagi only had to sit and endure until Shinobu would come crawling back into theirbed in the middle of the night to cuddle and mutter apologies to him. Then Miyagi would hold him while the boy melted and lovingly murmur his own silent apologies.

Then they'd fuck like savage beasts until the sun went up.

Miyagi was on his laptop on the couch after coming home from a short day of work when suddenly the door flew open.

The professor wouldn't have paid any mind to it, but when he heard a foreign second voice speaking, the man had to look up at the two who had just waltzed in.

Miyagi's eyes furrowed when he realized it was that foreign Australian guy. And he had an arm around Shinobu's shoulders.

When the shorter blond noticed Miyagi's peeved presence on his couch, his brow arched as his face went dumb. "Miyagi? I thought you were at work."

Still eyeing the arm slung around his kid, Miyagi muttered, "Didn't have a lot to do today." He thought he'd already told the blond he would probably be returning home early today, but it seemed the little shit had been ignoring him. And nowthe brat was talking to him.

'Unless... Shinobu's planning something.' Miyagi's mind grinned victoriously. 'Yeah, that's definitely it. Especially considering our argument...'

"Oh," was all Shinobu said. Miyagi went back to his laptop, intent on disallowing Shinobu's presumably weak plan to work.

But he still listened. "Now what do we do?" the taller blond guy asked Shinobu in English.

"It's alright," Shinobu muttered back, also in English. "We can still do it... come here."

The professor listened to the footsteps disappearing into Shinobu's bedroom. He wasn't sure whether or not the blond was finished testing him, but that didn't matter. Miyagi would be prepared for anything.

Some moments passed when Miyagi heard some shuffling noises that emitted from the bedroom. Then a moan.

It was short and slightly muffled, which made the man believe he'd misheard, but then he heard another one slightly louder, this time from Shinobu.

Then the professor froze, eyes widening, as he heard two voices groan together in union—like they were feeling pleasure.

Still trying to play it off as a trick, Miyagi tried not to think anything of it, but then he heard a silent Oh, god and a sound like falling on the mattress.

The man got up and crept closer to the door, needing to hear better... and determine just what the fuck they were actually doing.

There was a pause of their breathy moans, which was reduced to pants he heard what sounded like a bottle cap snapping open...

By now, Miyagi had his ear shamelessly pressed up to the door when he heard really wet noises, more panting and groaning, then fucking thumping against the wall.

"Fuck...!"

"Harder, Will!" Shinobu then gasped loudly.

Though it was in English, Miyagi knew damn well what they were saying and his blood was absolutely boiling right now. His heart also throbbed, ignoring all redeeming common sense that Shinobu would have to be a fucking idiot to have sex with someone else, knowing Miyagi was in the same apartment.

But they were also in the middle of a fight—had Shinobu maybe decided to break up without telling him?

Miyagi could not think clear over hearing the sweet voice of his lover rutting it up on the other side of the door. But fuck, it couldn't be happening. It just couldn't!

"Argh... Shinobu..."

Hearing another person say his partner's name like that... was the last straw. He couldn't just stand there and listen to his anymore.

Slamming the door open, Miyagi hotly seethed, "Shinobu!"

"HAHAHA!" The Australian bastard, sitting on the floor with his hands sticking in a bowl of something, erupted into a fit of howling laughter.

Shinobu, who was also sitting on the ground but leaning against the bed's foot board, simply smirked up at the suddenly flabbergasted professor. "Yes?" he asked innocently over his obnoxious friend's guffawing. The brat.

"I..." Miyagi glared at his snickering lover, feeling very embarrassed at the prank played on him. "Shut up," he said in English to both blonds.

"You fell for it," Shinobu said victoriously as his friend flopped onto the floor. The foreign guy was rolling on the floor laughing. Literally.

"You..."

"You thought I was doing it with William."

"I-"

"And got jealous."

All Miyagi could do was glare. There was no denying it.

As the taller blond, apparently William, calmed now, Shinobu was so kind enough to explain and alleviate Miyagi's fried brain of its confusion.

"Will is trying to become an actor," Shinobu said smugly. "He taught me how to make convincing sex noises and we practised for a while."

Must have been awkward as fuck, but it just showed Miyagi how determined his demon partner was. "In that bowl in some of our lubricant that Will was squishing between his fingers."

The professor glanced a little grudgingly at William, who picked himself up and showed him his slickened hands.

Shinobu then pressed his back hard against the foot board, causing it to thump against the wall. "This is self-explanatory."

"You're a little shit," Miyagi grumbled, glaring at the boy. Even though it was just a childish prank to prove a point, it still sounded scarily realistic. Maybe a while from now he'd be laughing about it, but his heart still felt smashed from his initial shock.

But Shinobu wasn't very deterred. He stood up, went over to his partner and placed an innocent kiss to his cheek. "You should have seen your face when you walked in."

Glancing at the still chuckling Australian blond on the floor, Miyagi frowned and stepped away from Shinobu. "Brat, you told him about us?"

Blinking, Shinobu glanced over at his friend and back at Miyagi. The little shit smirked. "You know, you didn't exactly play it off very innocently when you kidnapped me."

"I did not—"

"After considering calling the police, he kind of figured us out on his own," the boy stated.

"Right..." The professor ran a hand through his ebony hair. "Then I'm going to go back to what I was doing." Before he left, he muttered, "Brats," over his shoulder in English, which earned him another laughing fit from that William kid and a pleased smirk from Shinobu.

AN: Sorry about William's ROFL moment... I had to.