Remote

"…Hayama. I can't reach the remote."

"…"

For a while now, Hachiman has been watching TV and ignoring the fact that Hayato had him sitting on the floor, between his legs and cuddling him from behind. It was annoying, to say the least. The blonde have been clingy this whole week, but the loner hadn't called him out on it yet, thinking this was just what shallow people did in a relationship. Again, it was annoying, but he played along since it didn't really interfere with anything important…until now.

"Oi, I'm serious." The loner wiggled a little trying to escape, but Hayato had his arms wrapped around his waist, making it harder. Hachiman tried pulling the arms away, but the jerk had an iron grip!

"…What if I have to go to the bathroom?" Hachiman pointed out, slightly turning his head so he can see Hayato's face.

"You don't." Hayato muttered. He had his head resting on Hachiman's shoulder acting like it was the most comfortable place on earth.

"You don't know my bladder!" Hachiman snapped but to no avail. Hayato was being stubborn as he pulled Hachiman even closer to him.

"Seriously, if you don't let go of me, I'll have you pay for my carpet to get clean."

"You're willing to force yourself to pee right now just so you can change the channel?" Hayato asked flatly. Hachiman looked back at the TV and the show it was currently running: My little pony friendship is magic.

"Yes."

"…"

"…"

Hachiman reached for the remote, which was only several inches away on the coffee table. He tried very hard to make his arm stretch but it was hopeless. He gave up and gave in to the cuddling. With a loud sigh, Hachiman leaned against Hayato and put up with him and the cartoon for half an hour.

He wound up becoming a fan and blamed Hayato.

Promotion

Today had been a good day in Hayato Hayama's perspective. He had a big business meeting at the office today. He was entrusted into convincing two major mega stores into selling his company's product. The meeting was successful in flying colors and by the end of it all, his boss gave him a huge promotion! Replaying the day again, Hayato couldn't wait to get home and tell his beloved wife all about it!

"Honey, I'm home!" He called out as he opened the front door and took off his shoes. No one answered back but Hayato expected as much as he put away his coat. His nose caught an appetizing smell and followed it into the kitchen where the love of his life was cooking up dinner. He leaned against the doorframe and just took in the heavenly sight: His beloved's back was turned, a slime figure wearing a beige shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Jean pants were snuggly fitted, framing out slender thighs and a shapely ass. Over the entire outfit was a white apron, tied in the back in a nice big bow. Hayato licked his lips, wishing the apron were the only thing being worn. Maybe he should bring that idea up in bed tonight!

"I'm home." He repeated as a soft smile rested on his lips.

"What else is new?" His beloved's voice was tired and annoyed, not even bothering to even glance at the blonde. This didn't faze Hayato, though. He let out a chuckle as he strolled over and wrapped his arms around his beloved.

"Uh oh, sounds like someone's in one of his moods again." He sang and kissed Hachiman Hikigaya on the cheek.

"It also sounds like someone wants to be cut." Hachiman hissed, lifted up a knife and brought it threateningly close to Hayato's face. The blonde let go and backed up, lifting up both hands in surrender,

"Sorry, sorry. I forgot you don't like cuddling while cooking." He said very sheepishly. Hachiman huffed and tasted the stew he was making.

"Dinner is ready." He said after indicating the stew tasted decent enough.

"I'll set up the table then." Hayato gladly offered and went to the cabinets.

After the table was set, Hachiman placed Hayato's portions around his seat before setting up his.

"Thank you for the food!" Hayato cheered before eating. Hachiman said nothing but nodded as he ate too.

"Hikitani, guess what happen at work today." Hayato started the conversation. Hachiman didn't look up from his rice,

"Did you get fired?"

"No! Why do you always ask that?"

"Because I said I'll divorce you if you ever get fired from a job." He said with a mouth full of rice. Hayato smirked at the empty threat. He was fired from one job before, but that was only because he wouldn't give in to his female boss's advances. Hachiman tried to slash her car tires but Hayato was quick in dragging him out of the parking lot.

"Instead of being fired, I got promoted!"

Hachiman did look up this time, but he didn't look all that surprised. Hayato expected as much, but didn't take any offense to it. Hachiman had always been like that, and it was why he loved him.

"Great. Buy me something expensive."

"Stop acting like a gold digger." Hayato scowled but a light smile signaled Hachiman he would be spoiled later on. Hachiman began to blow at his bowel full of stew. Since his tongue was heat sensitive, he had to be careful before taking a sip. He flinched and stuck out his tongue, still too hot for him. He blew at the stew again.

Hayato was watching the whole time, chuckling at the rare cute habit Hachiman possessed. Finally, the stew was cool enough for Hachiman to take a long sip before placing the bowel down and sighed.

"Another persistent salesman kept trying to coat me into buying magazines, again." He announced.

"Ah, so that's why you're acting more sour." Hayato nodded his head. Hachiman grumbled, "This is why we should have gotten an isolated house." Hayato frowned,

"But how will I get to work everyday?"

"You can quit and be an online salesman."

Hayato smiled again and finished his food, "I thought you hated salesman."

"It wouldn't be too different from what you already do."

Hayato smiled again and placed his elbows on the table and rested his head in his hands. He looked at Hachiman lovingly, "Is this your way of saying you miss me during the day?" he teased and received a glare.

"Of course not, idiot. You can fall off a cliff for all I care. Then I can cash in on the insurance money." Hachiman sneered and finished his dinner. Hayato laughed at that. Hachiman turned his head and blushed a little.

"…Is he really this happy being married to me…?" Hachiman quietly asked to himself. Hayato tilt his head to the side and blinked,

"Hm? Did you say something?" he asked, not catching what Hachiman was muttering over there.

"Nothing." Hachiman quickly said and got up, "Your turn to wash the dishes." He tossed out as he left the room. Hayato sighed and shook his head. Sometimes his beloved can be stranger then he usually is.

A little later, Hayato had just finished putting up the dishes when a soft cough caught his attention. The blonde turned and felt his heart about to leap out of his chest. Hachiman stood at the kitchen doorway, only wearing a new white apron with frills, heart shape at the top, stopping up mid thighs. Hachiman face was flushed, obviously embarrassed but was feeling brave tonight. Hayato felt love struck again and drooled over the scandalous attire.

"Um…I bought and was saving it for our anniversary…but since you got a promotion and everything…" Hachiman trailed off and looked at him with longing. Hayato controlled himself enough to walk over to Hachiman calmly and kiss him on the mouth.

"Thank you." He smiled warmly, causing Hachiman to blush even more. Then Hayato picked him up bride style and carried him to their bedroom.

Do not disturb

Saying he was tired was an understatement. Saying he looked like a half turned zombie dragging his sorry ass around the school was dead on. Excuse the pun. The reason why Hachiman was so sleep depraved was because he had been up all night proofreading another one of Yoshiteru's light novels. The larger teen had tracked him down yesterday and asked in his usual booming voice along with over dramatic poses. Hachiman took the job just to get away from him.

Hachiman groan to himself as he remembered he had to give Yoshiteru his opinion after school. It was a pain in the ass, but Yoshiteru was improving a lot in his writing. This one actually perked Hachiman's interest on how the ending will turn out.

He yawned and found himself outside in his usual spot behind the school's building. He sat down and allowed the cool breeze of the sea wind to take him in and decided to take his well-deserved nap here.

"Hey, Hikitani-kun! Are you okay today?"

Hayato's voice popping out of nowhere shook Hachiman awake. He looked up at Hayato standing beside him, smiling his usual cheery smile. Hachiman scowled and hunched over.

"Please go away." He let out a low growl but it didn't faze the blonde one bit. Instead he seated himself right next to Hachiman as if this was his spot too. However, Hachiman was too tired to care and let Hayato say what he needed to say so he can leave quicker.

"You seem more gloomier than usual. Everything is alright?" Hayato asked, tilting his head. Hachiman let out another groan and shook his head.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine. I'm just tired. Can't you see that I'm tired?" he snapped. Hayato frowned and shrugged,

"It's hard to really tell since you always look like that."

"Shut up and tell me why you're really here."

Hayato looked offended at that and narrowed his eyebrows, "This is why I'm here. You looked more upset than usual. You didn't answer any of Sensei's questions correctly and you nearly fell off the top of the stairs! You're lucky Tobe-kun and me were there to catch you." Hayato paused in his listing and sighed, "Look, I'm just worried about you. Yukino-san had told me about how hard you been pushing yourself lately and I just don't want you be over your head in things. It's what you tell me all the time; you can't solve everyone's problems. Is all this getting to you…"

Hayato trailed off when he felt something soft fall on his shoulder. He looked down and discovered Hachiman had literally fell asleep on him! This would have been insulting if not incredibly shocking. Hayato was frozen in confusion at first, but after a minute he decided not to say anything. After all, Hachiman was tired as he said before and probably needed a nap. Why the nap had to be on Hayato's shoulder is what God only knows.

So here Hayato sat, stuck because he didn't want to wake up the slumbering teen, since it would be rude. He sighed and looked over, then wished he didn't. Hachiman's face was really close and for once, he didn't have a sour and mean expression. His face was relaxed, peaceful, and innocent looking. These were things Hayato thought would never be associated with the loner, but it made him look beautiful. The blonde blushed and was almost tempted into touching Hachiman's face, but opposed because that would just be creepy. Instead, he indulged himself into the sight and the moment.

'Lovely.'

Caught

Hayato let out a long yawn as he walked over to his front door to answer the ringing doorbell.

He opened the door looking dreary, expecting a deliveryman or something else. What he didn't expect was his three best friends standing outside his house, wearing huge grins. Hayato's eyes widen like saucers and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Morning Hayama-kun!" Kakeru greeted loudly, waving in his hand was a baseball team mini flag and a big bag of chips in the other.

"Hey, Hayama-kun. Man, you look tired." Yamato tilt his head, noticing Hayato had on a robe and his hair was messy.

"Ha! I bet he been up all night excited about the big game today!" Ooka chimed in carrying two cases of sodas.

All three were wearing baseball team jerseys.

'Crap, I forgot about the guys coming over to watch the big game today!'

Hayato forced a smile and tried to think of an excuse to make them leave.

"H-hey guys! Sorry about all this, but I'm actually not feeling all that good today." He lied and put on his best sickly face, he even started to cough to add to the effect.

"Oh no, really?" Yamato asked, looking every worried. Ooka reached up and felt Hayato's forehead and hummed to himself.

"You do feel a bit warm. Maybe a bugs going around?" he suspected. Hayato smiled a little and shrugged.

"Could be. I'm really sorry you guys. I don't want any of you to catch this cold so I-"

"Nonsense! I never catch colds!" Tobe announced, "You don't have to worry about me, Hayama-kun! I can make amazing chicken soup!" He said as he pushed pass Hayato and headed towards the kitchen.

"Wait, Tobe-kun don't-"

Yamato and Ooka came in too while Hayato turned to stop Kakeru.

"Tobe-kun's right." Yamato said, placing a gentle hand on Hayato's shoulder, "We should keep you company and help take care of you."

Ooka nodded, "Yeah. It totally sucks being sick all by yourself." He said as he headed to the kitchen too. Hayato quickly jumped in front of them, preventing anyone to step any further in his house.

"W-wait! Y-you guys don't have to do this. Really, it's fine and all I need is rest!" Hayato strained smile was now hurting him and his left eye was twitching. His friends gave him strange and concerning looks. Hayato was acting too energetic to be sick and for some reason wanted them to leave. Before any one could question the behavior, they heard a rustle from the kitchen and out popped Hachiman dressed in a soccer uniform shirt and nothing else.

"Hayama, you're out of milk." He held out an empty milk jug and shook it to prove his point. He then froze like a deer in head beams when he noticed Hayato wasn't alone. Then he quickly pulled the bottom of the shirt down to cover up any naughty bits.

Everything was quiet and tensed that someone could cut the atmosphere with a knife. Hayato slowly turned back to his friends whose jaws were dropped.

"I…um…Hiki…Hikigaya is here for the game!" Hayato shouted out, startling everyone.

"Wh-what?" Ooka said looking at Hayato like he lost his mind. Which may as well be the case since Hayato was still grinning like a maniac.

"Hahaha! See, Hikigaya came over earlier wanting to watch the game! Hahaha! Th-then he went into the kitchen to drink some milk and spilled it all over himself! Y-yeah! S-so I let him have my soccer shirt…and just my shirt…since…that's…that's the only thing that was clean! Yeah, it's also laundry day and I'm washing all the clothes in my house! Hahaha! See, that explains the milk and the half naked Hikigaya in my house! Hahaha! Just a huge misunderstanding and nothing else!"

When Hayato was finished, he was panting heavily, remembering to breathe. No one else said anything for a long time, staring at the deranged blonde. Kakeru was the only one brave enough to speak out and timidly raised his hand.

"Sooooo…we're gonna watch the game with Hikigaya only wearing your shirt…?"

Hayato paused for a second before nodding his head very hard.

"Yup, that's perfectly normal! So, let's all go watch that game! Right Hikigaya?" he turned his head towards Hachiman now. The loner looked at him, then at his friends, then back at Hayato again.

"No. I rather admit we're fucking then spend the entire day with you jocks."

He sidestepped passed Hayato and headed back up stairs to put on proper clothes. The three friends looked back at Hayato, frozen in place looking both flustered and extremely pissed off.

"…How about we watch the game at my house." Ooka suggested, thinking it was best to leave before the bomb exploded. The other two agreed and quickly left the residence and hoped Hayato will be back to normal on Monday. But just before all that, Kakeru trailed behind and made a quick phone call.

"Hey Ebina-chan, it's me Tobe! Guess what? You been right this whole time and we all owe you 500 yens."

Knight vs. Dragon AU

In the woods far, far, far away from the kingdom was a large, old, and scary looking castle. It is said that inside the castle lived a terrible grey-scaled dragon. It hoards mountains of treasure and has also kidnapped a beautiful princess. No one knows who the princess is, but as you get closer to the castle, it's said you can hear music coming from inside the building. The princess plays the music to both calm the dragon from eating her and for someone to hear and come rescue her. Many have tried, but all have failed, barely escaping with their lives. The dragon rules that castle and dares anyone to come and stop it.

That dare was challenged once again as a white horse came galloping to the end of the forest where the castle was. Riding on the horse was it's loyal and kind master, a knight serving in the Queen's rankings. The Queen herself wanted him to investigate this spread rumor and, if it was true, stop the terrible dragon. The knight stopped his horse and hoped of it. He ordered it stay in the forest where it was safe so he can go in alone.

Sneaking into the castle, the knight looked around and getting familiar with the environment. There were cobwebs everywhere, old furniture, dust everywhere, and eerie paintings. It was creepy, but the knight was brave and continued his search for either the dragon or the princess. The knight suddenly heard music and slowly followed it where it leads him to a case of stairs. Suddenly, the ground began to shake and the knight quickly hides under the staircase and peaked out through the cracks. Sure enough, a huge, overweight, gray-scaled dragon stepped into the room, growling and looking around. The knight got a closer look and noticed it was wearing…glasses? Strange, but it seemed the dragon didn't noticed him and went into the other room.

Taking the chance, the knight slipped out of his hiding spot and tipped toes upstairs. The music became louder and leaded him to the first door. The knight checked to see if the door was locked, which it wasn't. The knight called it luck and slipped inside and heard a soft gasp. He looked up and in the well-dressed room, sitting on the plush bed next to a music box, was the princess. She was a little tall for a woman, but had lovely fair skin, long blonde hair in which the bangs covered her eyes, and a slender thin body dressed in a long pink dress.

The princess looked surprised by his presents and the knight figured it was because no one was successful in reaching her room. Not wanting to frighten her, the knight took off his helmet, revealing sun kissed blonde locks, dark blue eyes, tannish skin, and a handsome face. The princess blushed a little and the knight smiled and bowed down to her,

"Excuse me for intruding into a lady's chambers, but I'm here to rescue you, princess." He said. The princess stopped blushing and looked around in a panic. The knight took it that she was still scared of the dragon.

"Don't worry about the dragon, my lady."

"You didn't kill it, did you?" the princess exclaimed, her voice was a bit deeper than he had expected, but still feminine. The knight stood up and walked over to her.

"Shh! Not yet, but I will once I carry you to a safer area." He whispered and assured her. The princess looked relieved and then yelps when the knight picked her up bride style. The knight chuckles and noticed how light and small her frame was. He carried her all the way down stairs and tiptoes passed the dragon in the other room. The princess tried to wiggle out of his arms and even tried to shout, but the knight covered her mouth and practically dragged her out the door.

The knight found the princess's behavior bizarre and frustrating. Once outside, the princess pushed him away from him and tried to head back inside, but the knight caught and held her.

"Let go of me!" the princess shouted, her voice sounding deeper than before. The knight held on to her,

"What's the matter with you? Don't you want to be rescued?" The knight asked. The princess's struggle stopped and she looked at him.

"Um…yes?"

"Then why are you trying to head back there?" The knight questioned, sounding suspicious. The princess bite her bottom lip before answering,

"I...I wanna get all my clothes and stuff!" she claimed. The knight raised an eyebrow, "You can worry about all that after I kill the dragon."

"No! You can't kill the dragon! He's unstoppable! Hundreds of knights have tried and was eaten! Swallowed! I saw it all! So, if I was you, I'd turn right back around. Or better yet, to please the dragon, leave any gold you have on your person and then leave!" The princess suggested desperately, but the knight shook his head.

"I can't do that, princess. I was sent here by my Queen and as the knight's code of honor goes, 'Obey, Protect, and Serve!'"

The princess stared at him, studying him, before crossing her arms and twisted her face, "Wow. You're the real deal, huh Mr. Knight?" her voice dripped with venom and sounded exactly male just now. Before the knight could respond, a loud roar shook the ground and jumping over the castle and into the front yard, was the dragon. It let out another roar at the knight, who pulled out his sword in a flash and pushed the princess away.

"Stay back, princess!" he shouted before letting out a battle cry and ran towards the dragon with out a trace of fear. The princess watched in horror as the knight leaped everywhere, avoiding the dragon's claws swiped at him. The knight slides to the side and was about to pierce the dragon through the stomach. He heard the princess shout out,

"LOOK OUT!"

The dragon leaped away, causing the ground to shake. The knight was knocked off his feet and landed on his back. The dragon took that opportunity to crawl over and placed a large foot on the knight, pinning him to the ground. Feeling cocky, the dragon grinned and leaned down and actually spoke!

"Too slow, foolish knight! What for thinks a mere mortal like yourself can stop Zaimokuza, the great and powerful dragon of lighting!" It boasted and let out a hearty laugh. Standing a few feet away by the knight's horse, the princess rolled her eyes and face palmed.

Suddenly, the knight wiggled out his sword and swiped it across the dragon's nose. The dragon let out a painful howl and rolled over on it's back, crying and trying to cover it's wound. The princess gasped and quickly got on the horse and raced over as the knight jumped on top of the dragon's belly. The knight raised his sword above his head, ready to pierce the dragon's heart, but just before he could the princess tackled him. The knight and the princess tumbled off the dragon and on the ground, the princess pinning the knight down again.

"Stop! Stop! Don't kill him, please! This is all just a harmless scam!" The princess's voice was full blown male and to go along with her voice, she pulled off her long locks and reveal short black hair with a cowlick.

"So, yeah. We're con artists."

The "princess" was revealed to be a man and the "terrible" dragon was his partner in crime. The knight was confused and watched as the other man dressed the dragon's wound, which wasn't that deep of a cut.

"What the hell is going on here? Why are you doing this?" the knight questioned, narrowed his eyes at the two. The man sighed and finished with the bandages, "It's like I said, we're con artists. But it didn't start that way." The man then started the little tale.

"The dragon's name is Zaimokuza, and he use to be human and wanted to be a wizard. So he pretends to be one and plays make believe in these woods."

"I was not! I was practicing ancient chants of the unknown!" the dragon argued. The man glared at him before continuing,

"PRETENDING to be a wizard in these woods, he pissed off a witch that was passing by. She thought he was mocking her and placed a cursed on him and turned him into a dragon. She said the curse would be lifted once he learns to be mature and accept reality. But this idiot actually likes being a dragon and being "terrible"." he air quoted. The knight nodded slowly, showing he was keeping up.

"So, since he was fine being a dragon and everyone was now terrified of him, I thought of a brilliant plan. Fake being a princess and spread the rumor that this dragon had kidnapped me and I needed to be rescued. We had a good thing going for a while. Other knights had come, tried to recuse me but get too scared of Zaimokuza. We always let them go if they give us their armor and gold."

"That's terrible! I can't believe you two would do such dishonorable things!" The knight scowled. The dragon looked a bit guilty but the man put his hands on his hips.

"Hey, don't judge. Not all of us have a knight's "honor code". We're just two unskilled loser trying to make a living."

"By ripping good men out of their fortunes?"

"Yeah."

The knight shook his head and glared at him, "I should report you two to my Queen. She would send you to the dungeon, and banish your dragon friend from the kingdom." He said, making both the con artists look scared. However, the knight had a kind heart and believed in giving people…and dragons, a second chance.

"But, if you two give all your gold to the poor villagers, then I will not report your crimes to her majesty." He held out his hand, waiting to make the deal. The man looked at the dragon who nodded his head. He sighed and shook the knights hand in agreement.

Later that night, after giving away all the gold to the grateful villagers, the three of them came back to the old castle. The knight, introducing himself as Sir Hayato, followed the cross dressing man, who was called Hachiman, to his bedroom. The man sat on his bed and scowled at Hayato,

"Well, now I'm poor, humiliated, and have you to deal with. What a wonderfully shitty day it's been."

Hayato sat on the bed next to him and grinned. "Aw, don't be like that. Aren't you glad you did the right thing in the end?"

"No, cause I'm broke, asshole."

The knight rolled his eyes and chuckled convinced Hachiman would come around eventually. Hachiman than tossed him a smirk and crossed his arms,

"It's also been a shitty day for you too, right?" he sneered and Hayato raised an eyebrow. Hachiman snorted, "Don't act all high and mighty, Sir knight. You came here expecting to rescue and fuck a princess tonight, huh? But surprise, surprise, the princess turns out to be a guy. Bet that just killed your boner."

Hayato looked at him with a blank stare, as Hachiman seemed to be gloating on his suppose misery.

"Actually, I'm gay."

"…What?"

"And I never planned on sleeping with a princess. But since the princess turns out to be a cute guy, then I guess I am getting my reward."

Before Hachiman could get over the shock of being called cute, Hayato tackled him and began to peel off the dress to see what else his "princess" was hiding from him.

A/N: If anyone can guess who's the queen and who's the witch correctly, you can request a story!

Ghost AU 2

It's been three days and Hayato hasn't seen one sighting of the ghost named, Hachiman. Ever since their last conversation, Hayato has been worrying that maybe he dipped into personal territories he shouldn't have. It was the most logical explanation to Hachiman's strange behavior and absents. The blonde sighed, missing the ghost and wishing he could make it up to him somehow.

After soccer practice, Hayato stayed behind in the locker room, still in his uniform and checking his missed texts. All were from friends and people who wanted to be his friends. It was very flattering, but Hayato himself didn't feel like talking to any of them. No one could understand the withdrawal he was going through.

"You look sad."

Hayato looked up and low and behold, Hachiman appeared, giving him a blank stare. A huge smile broke out on Hayato's face and he leaped out of his seat and would have hugged the ghost, if not for the fact he would phase through!

"Hachiman! I'm so glad to see you again!" he exclaimed, not caring how loud he was being. The ghost flinched at the boy's excitement to see him and blushed a little.

"Calm down before people think you're crazy." He mumbled out loud. Hayato calmed down and smiled sheepishly, now feeling embarrassed over his actions.

"Sorry. Excuse my enthusiasm." He said, continuing to smile. Hachiman covered his mouth, hiding his own small smile, "Idiot." He said. The ghost then cleared his throat and floated around Hayato,

"I've been taking the time to think about your proposal. About helping me fulfill some regrets." He said, explaining his absents. Hayato nodded, surprise Hachiman still wanted to do it. Hayato rubbed his hands together,

"Well, thought of anything new?" he asked, prepared for any outrageous answer Hachiman would joke about.

"I still want my first kiss."

Hayato hummed to himself, a little proud the ghost was really taking this seriously. "We established before about not tricking anyone, remember?" he reminded and put his hands on his hips. Hachiman sneered and levitated in front of him.

"I remember. That's why I think you should do the honors." He said calmly and folded his arms. Hayato blinked at him and tilted his head,

"To do what?"

"To kiss me." Hachiman rolled his eyes, not believing how dense a person can be. It took a couple of seconds to register the proposal and Hayato blushed and took a couple of steps back before falling on the benches. He looked back up at the ghost and felt his throat turn dry, preventing him from saying anything. Hachiman didn't say a word either but leaned down closer, signaling he wasn't kidding around this time.

Hayato quickly closed his eyes, feeling nervous and a bit excited at the same time. The ghost slowly gotten closer, his eyes were opened not wanting to miss, and gave a gentle peck on the lips. Despite the one second it took, both of the males felt their bodies heated up. Hachiman quickly floated away to the other side of the lockers, while Hayato opened his eyes and touched his lips.

"I…I felt it."

The ghost looked up, stunned.

"W-what did you say?"

Hayato swallowed and repeated himself, "At that moment…I felt your lips on mines." He looked at Hachiman in awe, his fingers still touching his bottom lip. The ghost blinked a few times, then timidly floated back to where Hayato sat. He didn't say a word and kept his head down while fidgeting his fingers. Hayato found the courage to say what was clearly on both their minds.

"Do you want to kiss again?"

All he received was a single nod as Hachiman sat next to him, facing the front. His hands were placed on his lap and he held his head down to hide his blushing face. The timid act Hachiman was displaying was a new side Hayato found endearing. He carefully held his hand over the ghost's hands, signaling Hachiman to look back at him. Hayato took the moment to admire how soft Hachiman's face looked, how his eyes didn't look so rotten but more attractive, and his lips were slightly parted, waiting for him.

'Huh, never imagined myself thinking a ghost is cute.'

The two closed in on each other and kissed again, only longer to savor the moment. It was just as Hayato suspected, he was feeling Hachiman's lips, and they were so soft too! At the moment, he didn't questioned it and deepen the kiss, making Hachiman flinch but kissed back. The hand Hayato held over Hachiman's suddenly felt something solid and fleshy under it. Hayato's lips felt so warm and alive, that Hachiman couldn't help but indulge in it more, as he suddenly wrapped his arms around Hayato and hugged into their kiss.

The blonde suddenly pulled his head away slightly, stopping the kiss and looked at Hachiman in shock. Thinking he had gotten carried away, Hachiman pulled his arms away and scooted back, panic setting in.

"Oh God, I'm sorry! I…I didn't mean to touch you!" Hachiman's voice shook, feeling afraid that he had screwed everything up with the only living being to see him. However, Hayato looked at him in awe and pointed at him,

"You…you look alive right now!"

Confused, Hachiman looked down at his hands, expecting to see them blue with a glow. Instead, they were porcelain and felt solid. Hachiman gasped and looked back at Hayato who stared at him in shock too. Suddenly in the heat of the moment, Hachiman reached out and cupped the side of Hayato's face. He felt himself trembled and pulled back, clenching his chest. Concerned, Hayato scooted closer to him and held out his arms, "H-Hachiman! Are you alright?"

Hachiman looked back him slowly with wide eyes,

"M-my heart. I can feel my heart beating again." Hayato's own eyes widen at the news. It was unbelievable! Was…was Hachiman alive right now?

Their excitement didn't last long, however. Hachiman clutched his chest again and his shoulders slumped, "It stopped." He said suddenly and with disappointment. Hayato's expression dropped as well as he watch Hachiman's color fade away, returning to it's glowing blue.

"I can't believe it…you were alive for two whole minutes!" he exclaimed. Sounding astonished over the short miracle he had witnessed, "How did you do that?" he asked. Hachiman shrugged and stared at his hands again,

"I have no idea. That's never happened before. Do you have magical healing lips?"

Hayato laughed at that question and shook his head. "No, I'm pretty sure I don't. Maybe it's a sign." He suggested and Hachiman looked at him again.

"A sign of what?" he asked. Hayato shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck, "A signed that you might come back to life?" he was just throwing something out there, not sure if it all was a sign or not. Hachiman shook his head,

"I really doubt that. The dead stay dead, no matter what." He stated darkly. Hayato stiffened over the heavy atmosphere, and for a moment, the two were quiet. A voice boomed through the locker room, startling the both of them. Hachiman quickly phase through the lockers behind Hayato, hiding as the coach of the soccer team came into view.

"Hayama, why are you still here? Practice is over and everyone went home already."

Hayato quickly stood up and nodded, "Sorry, sensei! I guess I dozed off in here." He sheepishly grinned and rubbed his head. The old man shook his head, "Try to get more sleep, son. Now, hurry up and get dress so I can lock up." The old man turned around and left. Hayato quickly stripped down and changed back into his uniform. He turned around to get his bag, and was a bit startled to see Hachiman was back on the benches again. Hayato blushed, wondering how much the ghost had saw, but then thought it was silly to be embarrassed over that. They were both boys after all!

"Well…I gotta head back home, now. Coach's orders." Hayato half joked, putting on his book sack. Hachiman stayed quiet and nodded. The two stayed for a couple of more seconds before Hayato cleared his throat,

"I think maybe I do have magical lips." He blushed as he said that. Hachiman looked at him strangely and the blonde avoided eye contact as he continued, "If I do…maybe we should prove it again next time." He proposed.

Hachiman looked away too, blushing for a moment. That moment died as he sneered at him, "Didn't peg you as a necrophilia, but I won't judge." He chuckled darkly. Hayato looked back at him disgusted and outraged, and would have said something back, but then paused in horror over the realization.

"Oh fuck, I kissed a dead guy…and liked it!" He cursed. Hachiman snorted and went into a laughing fit as he phased away. Leaving behind a living teenage boy to question his own insanity.

A/N: Oh, I doubt you're necrophilia, Hayato. You're a Hikiphilia and it's quite common in your world.