A/N: Just because KeikoTakishita and GirlsLikeeBoys disappeared off the face of the fanficcing earth, doesn't mean I did! Here's the next chapter of The Bet! Thanks so much to GirlsLikeeBoys, KeikoTakishita, Jennison Silverye, PaintingRainbowSkies, AnimeFreak2014, LillieGhoul, Sessrin4life and javii-izu for your reviews!

Just for your information, even though the story takes place in Shibuya, I'm writing the characters like they're Western teenagers. (: On that note, I know I set it up like a typical Japanese school (school starting in spring, etc.) but I changed my mind. So as of now, it's September. The only thing that'll stay the same in regards to school will be the classroom set up. (:

"Kouji!" He turned and spotted Keiko running towards him. His eyes raked over her form. Keiko was a sort of secret sexy. She was the girl you noticed halfway through the school year, and you wondered why you hadn't noticed her before.

It wasn't that she was ugly, most of the class's attention was usually focused on the bombshells, the Izumis or the Natsumis. She had a nice pair of hips, tits stuck somewhere between a B and a C and a tight ass. Those were paired with soft teal eyes framed by thick lashes and full pink lips.

And the fact that she was in a buruma and a tight shirt didn't hurt either.

She would be fun.

"Kouji…" She bit her lip, cheeks a little flushed from running. "I was wondering if… if Izumi and Takuya could come on our date tonight, too."

His eye twitched. "What?"

"It could be a double date. Only if you want though, we don't have to…"

He took a deep breath. ~Swallow your pride, and she'll swallow your dick.~

For some reason, Kouichi popped into his head. If he acted like his brother… "It doesn't matter to me. As long as I get to spend time with you."

Her cheeks became redder, and this time it wasn't from running. "Okay…"

"So I'll see you there?" he asked.

She nodded. "Thanks Kouji." She seemed to struggle for a moment, before she gave him a quick hug and ran away to her friends.

As soon as she was out of earshot, he spun around and faced Takuya's general direction. "Kanbara! Get your ass over here now!"

"What's got your panties in a bunch, Minamoto?"

Kouji turned around to see his friend, Asashi. The brunette teen was one of his close friends, and a fellow lacrosse player. The thing about Asashi was Kouji didn't get annoyed by him. His other two close friends, Takuya and Tamotsu, were both constantly wound up about something, but Asashi was level-headed, calm, and easygoing.

One would think that because of this, Asashi would be his best friend, but somehow Takuya was. Tamotsu was Asashi's best friend. Despite this, they were a tight-knit group of four.

"Takuya just gets on my nerves," Kouji muttered.

Asashi gave a short laugh. "Does it have anything to do with the bet?"

"How do you know about it?"

"Tamotsu."

"Of course. The big mouth."

"Just be careful, man," Asashi said, watching the retreating form of Keiko. "I wouldn't want to see anybody get hurt."

"What, do you care about Keiko?"

"She's friends with Kimiko. And Michiko. Any friend of my girls are friends of mine."

"Your girls." Kouji rolled his eyes. "What are you, their dad?"

"I'm serious Kouji," Asashi said, giving him a serious look. "Just because Natsumi fucked with you doesn't mean-"

"Alright," Kouji grumbled. "I get it."

"Good." Asashi patted Kouji on the back. "Let's go find Takuya so you can beat his ass."

"There you are!" Takuya exclaimed when he and Kouji spotted the girls in the crowd. He jogged over and immediately wrapped an arm around Izumi. The blonde looked annoyed but didn't push him away this time.

"Wow, what happened to your forehead?" Keiko asked, staring at the huge bruise on the brunette's forehead.

"Kouji hit me."

She gawked at the raven, who just made it over to them. "You hit him?"

"Yeah."

Izumi cleared her throat. "Well, where do you guys want to go first?"

"We could all split up," Kouji said. "Me and Keiko could-"

"We're not splitting up," Izumi snapped.

The teen glared at Izumi, who glared back without fear.

"Whatever," he muttered. His eyes slid to Keiko. "What do you want to do?"

"Can we eat?" she asked.

"We just ate caramel apples…" Izumi ran a hand through her long, blonde hair. "You're hungry already?"

Keiko nodded, looking up at Kouji. "Do you like cotton candy?"

Not at all. "Of course."

She beamed happily at him. "Really?"

Absolutely not. "Yep."

"Awesome!"

So they went off and ate cotton candy. Kouji forced it down his throat while Keiko ate two sticks of the stuff. Takuya had two as well, and the brunettes both chatted about how good it was the entire time. They were both equally stupid.

"Let's get on some rides!" Takuya suggested. "Bumper cars!"

"Pussy," Izumi scoffed, raising an eyebrow. "Let's get on some real rides. Like the super speed Ferris Wheel."

"Real rides? What, afraid you'll get your ass destroyed by me? I'm a bumper car master."

"Is that a challenge?"

"Sure as shit, honey."

"Alright, it's on!" she yelled.

And thus, Kouji's night of hell began.

An hour later, Kouji walked next to Keiko through the park. Izumi and Takuya were ahead of them, arguing as usual.

The four of them had gone on the bumper cars, where Izumi and Takuya crashed into each other mercilessly until Takuya's car flipped on its side and the two were kicked off the ride.

It only got better when the two argued about the next ride, and ended up on the spinning apples, where they both spun their car so fast that they got sick and threw up in their respective bathrooms.

To top it off, Izumi had made the decision to go through the haunted house with Takuya, insisting that he would be way too scared to go through himself. They'd ended up running out of the building together, leaving Keiko and Kouji behind.

"Hey," Keiko said, breaking Kouji out of his reverie. "Let's go off on our own."

"Yeah."

They slowly turned around and began walking the other way. Takuya and Izumi didn't even notice him.

"So, what do you want to do?" Keiko asked, looking around.

"I don't really care."

"We can play some games," she suggested.

"Alright."

She smiled and led him over towards a ring toss game. She gave the vendor five dollars for a bucket of rings, and immediately began tossing them hopelessly at the bottles lined up. Kouji just watched as she became increasingly frustrated until she was down to one ring.

She picked it up and gave it to him. "You try."

"Hn." Kouji tossed it, and it landed on a bottle.

Keiko looked horrified. "How'd you-"

"We have a winner!" The vendor began clapping, pointing to the array of large stuffed animals lining the wall. "Pick your prize young man!"

Kouji scanned the wall, deciding to pick the sheep. As soon as the gigantic monstrosity was in his hands, he gave it to Keiko. "For me?" she asked, gazing up at him with wide eyes.

He found it odd that she seemed so surprised. Hadn't a guy ever done something nice for her?

"Yeah."

"Thank you." She smiled brightly. "Wanna go on the swan boats?"

"Alright."

"Ferris Wheel!"

"Gravitron!"

"Ferris Wheel!"

"Gravitron!"

"Ferris Wheel!"

"Gravitron!"

"FERRIS WHEEL!"

"GRAVITRON!"

Izumi spun around. "Keiko, what do you-… Keiko?"

"Where'd they go?" Takuya asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Look what you did!" Izumi shrieked. "Keiko's probably off getting raped by Kouji!"

"What I did? If you weren't such a bitch, none of this would've happened!"

"Shut up! We have to go find them!"

"Alright, alright, Jesus…"

Inside the tunnel was dark, but the walls and ceiling were lined with twinkling stars. It was cheesy and lame, but Keiko seemed to like it.

"You know, I didn't really know what to think when you first asked me on a date," Keiko confessed suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know." She bit her lip. "You kind of have a reputation."

"Reputation, huh?"

"You know, just about how you're a womanizer and stuff like that."

"Who said that?"

"They."

"They talk a lot, don't they?"

She nodded, and moved closer to him, placing a hand on his arm. "But I don't believe any of that. I think… I think you're a really nice guy, Kouji. And even if it were true, it wouldn't make me change my mind about you."

He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, but only for a couple of seconds. He had to stick to the plan.

There was no way in hell he'd be stuck being Takuya's slave for his entire senior year.

Keiko's cheeks were flushed pink when he pulled away.

"Thanks," he murmured.

"You're welcome," she said, smiling a little bit.

They were only steps away from the swan boats when Izumi suddenly ran up to them and hugged Keiko. "There you are! We were looking all over for you! Why didn't you answer your phone?"

Keiko groaned. "You're hurting me."

"Sorry!" the blonde pulled away and inspected her best friend. "That retard, Takuya-"

"Retard?! I'm not the one who got us banned from the carnival for life!" Takuya snapped.

"Banned for life?" Immediately, Kouji felt a migraine forming. They were idiots. "Just what do you mean by that?"

"Get them!" A swarm of security guards were running in their direction.

"You guys are fucking stupid," Kouji grumbled before he was grabbed by Takuya and dragged out behind him.

"You know somebody's gonna find out about this, right?" Tamotsu gasped against Asashi's lips.

"Doubtful," Asashi replied, tugging the blonde's pants off. "Lean against the sink."

He groaned and complied, placing one foot on Asashi's solid shoulder. "My sister-"

"Isn't important right now. I want you."

Tamotsu nodded. "Okay…"

Asashi licked up Tamotsu's thigh, his tongue against his entrance. "Let me in babe."

The blonde groaned and let his head fall back. "Shit."

Asashi smirked and nipped where ass met thigh. "You're a sexy bastard, aren't you?"

Tamotsu laughed breathily. "Takes one to know one."

"Mmm, how sweet."

A nod with glazed over eyes. "Sweet enough to let me top?

"By top, you must mean on top of my cock, correct? You know I'm seme, babe."

A pout from Tamotsu nearly made Asashi grin. "I want to put my cock in your ass. It's only fair."

"And why didn't you say anything for the entire three months we've been going at it?"

Tamotsu opened his mouth, but nothing came out. "Well, I… I dunno."

"Maybe it's because you can't." Asashi stood up to his full height, a little bit taller than the blonde. "Because you know you can't control me. Or maybe you like being putty in my hands. Maybe because I know exactly what you need to make you come."

Tamotsu was speechless. He blinked and lowered his eyes. "I…"

"Or maybe you just like my cock filling you so good you can barely fucking breathe." As he said this, he sank back down to his knees and spun Tamotsu around so he was facing away. Asashi leaned forward and pressed a gently kiss to the soft skin of his ass. "Is that it?"

Tamotsu let his forehead drop against the wall. "I don't know."

"Then let me make you feel good."

He shivered and nodded. "Just… can we do this upstairs? My sister's gonna be home any minute."

Asashi smirked. "Kitchen sex not you thing?"

"Not when a thirteen year old could see it."

"Alright. Up to your room it is. But you better scream my name."

Tamotsu winked. "If you can make me."

An hour later, Tamotsu was glaring at his best friend turned fuck buddy as he his sweet ass retreated into the bathroom. Yeah, Asashi made him scream… and beg and moan and whine and squeal and sob. Fucking asshole, turning a macho man such as himself into a trembling wreck of orgasmic bliss.

Tamotsu shivered and tugged the blanket further over his body, shutting his eyes as he listened to the rain against the roof.

It was weird, the way things had worked out. They just started… well, giving each other handjobs, which turned into blowjobs which (for Tamotsu) turned into a rimjob and a slow fuck into the backseat of Asashi's car.

He never considered himself gay until he woke up curled against his best friend in a car with a sore ass. Guys were never attractive to him. He had always liked girls. Boobs, pussies, soft skin. But there had always been something about Asashi. Soft brown hair, gray eyes, hot body. Those were the thoughts that kept Tamotsu up at night, really freaked out and really hard.

But as the two fucked more and had post-coitus talks while cuddling under warm sheets, Tamotsu began to realize that the way his heart began to race every time he saw the brunette and the way his palms would sweat was unnatural.

He was in love with Asashi, plain and simple.

And he didn't know what to do or say or think. He just knew that he wasn't gay, but he really had strong feelings for his best friend who just happened to have a dick.

But if Asashi was fucking him, surely he must be gay and in love with him as well, right?

Wrong.

Asashi had a girlfriend. Some Kimiko girl with big tits and no brain. She was blonde too, but his blonde hair was way nicer and sexier and cuter.

At this point, laying on his bed with Asashi's scent clinging to his skin, he felt used and hopeless.

"What're you thinking so hard about?"

Tamotsu shivered when Asashi pulled the blanket off his body, but his heart fluttered at the feeling of Asashi wiping his chest and stomach with a warm washcloth. "Hmmm?" Asashi repeated, leaning down and pecking Tamotsu on the lips.

"Nothing too important."

"I'm sure it's more than that. But you don't have to talk about it." He tossed the washcloth to the side and climbed onto the bed, pulling the blanket on top of them and wrapping an arm around Tamotsu's middle. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Tamotsu murmured, shutting his eyes. It was hard to sleep when he felt so good, but so bad.