The street echoed with the sound of footsteps. The cool night air felt refreshing as it flowed through black and blond strands alike. Nonetheless, it did little to stifle Souichi's ever constant rising body temperature. Morinaga had managed to half carry him a good distance away from the public eye. Now that they were a ways away from the bar – where they had their little quarrel – there were nearly no one left on the street at this time of night. Souichi was quite grateful for the peace and quiet that the night provided. However, he could do little more in that moment than to cling to the man supporting him. His left arm was draped around strong sturdy shoulders as the other grasped the material of a shirt covering a firm chest.

Souichi continuously tried to steady his legs, but they had a mind of their own. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to make them cooperate. Surprisingly, they had managed to somewhat carry some of his weight up the street. His feet shuffled on the sidewalk, trying to keep up with Morinaga's slow yet strong and steady strides.

His kouhai had said nothing since they made their way towards their shared apartment. Looking up, the shorter man saw eyes glancing down at him. Worry, anxiety and what looked like guilt whirled around in that gaze. Not knowing what to do or say – even if he did, there was no way he'd be capable to do any of it – the blond simply looked away, unable to take the pain he saw reflecting in those olive-green orbs. Regardless of the torment of feelings and emotions he saw battling inside of the younger man, the hold he felt surrounding his trembling frame was always strong and gentle.

Tetsuhiro's inner torment was raging strongly within him. He was afraid for his senpai. He'd never seen him this helpless before. He was frozen with fear at the mere thought of the unknown side effects this drug could have on his beloved's body. Then the very next second he would boil with rage at the mere fact that there were people out there that would dare want to harm and take advantage of his love; notably this one asshole that actually – partially – succeeded. The knowledge that someone had touched his senpai was enough to send him over the edge of reason. It took everything to keep himself from turning around and hunt that sleazy bastard down to give him what's coming to him. The fact that he'd be leaving Senpai all alone and vulnerable in the middle of nowhere – not to mention in the middle of the night – was the only thing keeping him from putting action to thought.

'He can barely keep himself up, let alone walk. And to top it off, he barely said a word. That's some drug to be able to render Senpai nearly speechless. Poor Senpai. If only it was me instead of him, he wouldn't be suffering like this. Or maybe if I got there sooner, or if I didn't have to be away for so long, maybe Senpai would be fine.' Tetsuhiro glanced down and saw his senpai shyly avert his gaze, his blush reaching all the way to his ears.

'Hmmm... He's so cute like this. It's so nice to be this close to him. And he's not even struggling to get away. I guess I might as well enjoy this while it lasts. It's not every day I get a break from Senpai's merciless fist or harsh words.' A small smile reached his lips and shone through his eyes. That's when the blond clinging to him stumbled, his feet tripping over themselves. He made sure to securely hold onto the shorter man, preventing him from crumbling to the ground.

'Woah!... Senpai... Why do you do this to me? I love you so much that it hurts seeing you like this.' Worry and concern made its way back into the forefront of Tetsuhiro's mind. When he would recall the reason for Senpai's predicament, his fury would resurface and course through his veins. Then the anxiety would creep back and the cycle of emotions would restart yet again. There was only one person in the whole world that could so easily put him through such roller coaster of emotions, and he was tucked securely in his arms. Unable to remain silent any longer, the worry and guilt he felt weighing heavily on his heart, Tetsuhiro took a deep calming breath before speaking.

" I-I 'm so sorry Senpai... For not being there... I should have been here with you. If it wasn't for training I-" That's when Souichi tighten his hold, shaking his head.

'That over-protective caring jerk... Taking all the blame... He really is an idiot. A selfless ... idiot...' The pair stopped on the sidewalk. Morinaga shifted his arms, getting a better grip as he looked away.

"But if I were here, you wouldn't be like this. I-..." Tetsuhiro's words were cut off yet again when he felt a shaky hand weakly tighten its grip on his shirt. Looking down, he found his senpai staring up at him. He did not see any hint of blame or anger directed towards him in that gaze. Instead, he was able to see a hard glint of determination and a soft edge of concern present in those hazy eyes.

"He-... here... Nnnn... oow..." The taller man was just able to make out the few words uttered by a soft trembling voice. He couldn't help the smile that graced his lips. His senpai was truly an amazing person. He was so strong. Even in his weak state, his strong and prideful character did not shatter or crumble. He was a fighter, and would fight until the end. But beneath that hard demeanour, he really was a caring person. He truly cared for the people that were important to him. A look of pain and concern would cross his features when he'd see those people in sadness or in pain, as if it actually hurt him to see them like that.

Tetsuhiro couldn't help himself. He leaned in and lightly kissed Senpai's forehead. To his surprise, his lips met fevered skin. Directing his gaze towards the other's face, he noticed that it had flushed a darker shade of red. The blond had also started to breathe heavily, as if he was having trouble getting enough air.

"Senpai, are you ok? You really don't look good. You're burning up. Do you feel sick? Are you in pain? Maybe we should go to the hospital. They might have an antidote, or something." With that said, Tetsuhiro brought a hand up first to the blond's forehead, then his cheek.

'Stop that! Just... Stop! He's doing it on purpose! How am I supposed to be able to concentrate and stay calm if he keeps on smothering me? Stupid idiot! And how does he expect me to answer him? Asking me a million questions at the same time... That idiot! As good as having an antidote would be I highly doubt that damn asshole would have made some drug that could easily be remedied. If it does need an antidote, that slime would probably be the only one to have one. And there's no way in HELL that I would ask for anything from that fucking asshole!' Now Souichi was panting for a whole different reason. Looking into Morinaga's concerned eyes as his face was angled up to meet his gaze was enough to bring him back to reality. With his face cradled in the other's hand, all that he could manage, as an answer, was to lightly shake his head. He made sure to take deliberately slow movements, careful to not make himself dizzy.

"But Senpai, you're clearly not well. Maybe we should.. go..." Tetsuhiro's voice drifted off. His attention was captured by Senpai's gaze. He saw those hazel eyes harden with resolve.

"Hooo... Mmm..." It was strange hearing Senpai's voice sounding so weak; especially out in a public place.

'Ah... Home. He wants to go home. Our home.' Tetsuhiro couldn't help that warm fuzzy feeling he felt in his chest at hearing that single word.

'Maybe it would be best to just head home. Besides, it probably wouldn't be too good having a lot of people seeing him... like this...' Tetsuhiro really took a good look at his senpai. He was completely mesmerized. He simply stared at the beauty in front of him, watching his long hair sway in the light breeze. He felt compelled to kiss this wonderful man then and there. Leaning down slightly, he inched his face closer. Just as their lips were about to touch, the blond nearly collapsed. If it wasn't for Tetsuhiro still holding him in his arms, he surely would have been on the ground by now. Hoisting him back up, Tetsuhiro readjusted his hold around his love, making sure he was secure in his arms. Even though he was presently stronger than Senpai, he felt weak. Utter hopelessness washed over him at his inability to do a thing to ease his senpai's discomfort and distress. Once he was certain that Senpai had regained some control over his legs, he resumed half-carrying and half-guiding him towards their home.

Now that they were back on track with no one in sight and away from any immediate threats, the adrenaline that was pumping through Souichi was diminishing at an increasingly alarming rate. His semi-state of alertness that was allowing him to fight through the haze clouding his senses was disappearing.

The effect of the drug was horrible. According to the pissed off blond, they were the absolute worse. Not only did Souichi manage to lose nearly all motor function, he actually lost control over his voice, unable to utter the simplest of words. The worst part was that he was still painfully aroused and too weak to do anything about it. He was also very uncomfortable in his skin and his mind felt like mush. He was having trouble thinking. Everything seemed so hazy. However, all of these symptoms were nothing compared to what was to come.

As the pair turned around the first corner, finally a few blocks away from the bar, the full blown effects of the drug struck Souichi like as if he was crashing through a cement wall. It hit him all at once. His legs totally gave out from underneath him. He didn't even get the chance to brace himself with his spare hand; his reflex was just that slow. Luckily for him, Morinaga was there and caught his fall. He wrapped his left hand around the other's torso, preventing his senpai from colliding with the hard pavement. Hanging from his kouhai's arms, Souichi was having an increasingly hard time ignoring the heat coursing through him, or the painful throbbing in his pants.

'Maybe I really should go to the hospital. This isn't normal... What did that jerk do to me?! And what did he mean when he said your condition won't be cured so easily? Could it be that I really do need an antidote to cure this?!... Shit! It's sooo hot... I can't stand this!... Mo-... Mori... Mori-naga... !' Slowly, Souichi's mind was shutting down as it was overrun by desire.

Tetsuhiro shuffled sideways to a half wall that was acting as a fence in front of a store. Nearly carrying his senpai, he sat him on the short wall that came up to his hips. He held onto wobbly shoulders, keeping the love of his life upright since he seemed to be having a lot of trouble sitting up by himself. He lowered himself to the other's eye level.

"Senpai, you need to stand up. We're almost home so I need you to help me out just a little bit more." Tetsuhiro somewhat lied. That 'almost' was used very loosely. They still had to walk nearly twice the distance they had just covered. But if he could encourage his senpai and get him to get back up and walk a little further, they would be that much closer to their destination. Of course, he got no such luck. Senpai looked completely out of it as he grasped his kouhai's forearms in quivering fists, shaking his head to indicate that he was unable to do what was asked of him. Tetsuhiro let out a sigh. Questions filled his mind as he attempted to find a solution to their predicament.

'Now what? What should I do? Why didn't I just call for a taxi from the start? I'm such an idiot.' He really didn't think things through. Well, to his benefit, his mind wasn't thinking all that clearly when they were outside of the bar. His anger managed to cloud his judgment annoyingly well. Of course, walking home was much cheaper and the logical decision, if both parties were actually able to walk. Tetsuhiro took some time to mentally step back and reassess the situation.

'How will I get Senpai home when he's like this?... In this situation, I guess there's only one way.' Tetsuhiro wrapped his right arm around Senpai's torso, gripping beneath his right arm. He then slid his left arm beneath the other's knees.

"Alright Senpai. Hold on, ok?" Tetsuhiro hoisted the blond off of the low wall, carrying him in his arms. Senpai's eyes went wide. He leaned in, clinging to his kouhai. He wasn't expecting the sudden change of location.

With no cars on the street, Tetsuhiro didn't have to wait to cross. When he reached the north side of the road, he decided to take a shortcut through back alleys located in between some small shops. Instead of waiting for the next intersection to head north towards their apartment, this shortcut would save them a little bit of time. Sadly, it wasn't much of a shortcut, but, in their case, any amount of time saved was better than nothing.

'Shit! No! I- I can't... take much more... of this. It's too... too hot...' Souichi shifted uncomfortably in Morinaga's arms.

Tetsuhiro found the alley he was looking for and headed in between two buildings. Senpai's constant shifting and shaking was making it difficult to carry him for a long period of time. He took a left, now finding themselves behind two rows of buildings.

During this time, Souichi was slowly losing his mind. All he could do was to lean his head in the crook of Morinaga's neck as he weakly clung to him. His desire and passion coursed through him, fogging his senses.

'I can't want this... I can't-... I just can't possibly want... this... Shit!' Those thoughts of denial were quickly replaced by the need that continuously surged through him, slowly driving him insane. He really couldn't take it anymore. Morinaga smelt so good. He leaned forward, taking a deep breath as he kissed, then lightly sucked the other's neck, wanting to taste him as well.

"A-ah!... S-Senpai?!" Tetsuhiro was surprised, to say the least. A shock of pleasure ran through him when he felt smooth lips and a wet tongue start to suck and then lap at his neck. Nearby, he found a chair located right next to a backdoor of what he figured was a shoe store. He quickly went to it and sat his senpai in it. At this early hour, he highly doubted that any of the stores were still open. There was no way anyone would find them there.

Tetsuhiro took this time to fully admire his senpai sitting in front of him. The sight that greeted him was breathtaking. He could see his whole frame shivering, barely able to keep himself up as he gripped the sides of his chair. Blond hair stuck to sweaty skin, draping over quivering shoulders. His chest rose and fell in rapid succession as he panted through swollen, slightly parted lips. Senpai looked absolutely delicious, too tempting to pass up. His face was completely flushed and eyes were hazy and unfocused.

What really got to Tetsuhiro was the lust he saw burning in those eyes. Leaning down over the blond, the tall dark haired man cupped his hand beneath the other's chin and angled it up to meet those lips head on. He kissed him soundly. For the second time in a short while, the blond managed to surprise his kouhai. He wasn't struggling against the kiss. In fact, he seemed to welcome it. He even opened his mouth before he was prompted by a clever tongue, inviting him inside.

'Wow... He really needs this... Crap... I can't take this! I want him so much!... No, wait... I can't... Not yet at least. We're still out in the street... But I can't leave him like this. It seems he really needs this. He needs at least some release. Hmmm... But it wouldn't be too good if we made a mess, right Senpai? We still have to make it home.' Tetsuhiro knelt down between the other's legs. He unzipped his senpai's jeans and took him out. This gave the blond some much needed relief since it was seriously starting to hurt, being caged in his pants.

Souichi felt way too restricted in his clothes. His body was overheating causing him to sweat and feel uncomfortable. His kouhai bent down, licking him from base to tip, lingering on the slit. "Nnnn!" He tried to keep quiet, mildly noticing that they were still in public, far from the comfort and privacy of their home.

Tetsuhiro proceeded to give the blond's hard shaft some much needed attention, touching and sucking every sensitive spot along the length. He returned to the tip, massaging the head using his agile tongue before taking him fully in his mouth.

Feeling the pressure building, Souichi threaded his fingers through his kouhai's hair as he was being taken deeper. "Uhnn!"

'... Damn!... Sooo gooood!... Huh... His hair... It's so soft...' This train of thought completely disappeared as Souichi's mind fully shut down, totally surrendering to the sensation that ignited his whole body, setting him on fire. He felt the blaze course through his veins, the heat emanating from it reaching every inch of his being. After a few sucks, he was completely undone.

"Hah! Ah-! Mm-mnnnn!" He came hard, spilling into the other's mouth. Through his orgasm he felt his kouhai continue to suck him, lapping at the seed, licking it off of his length and thoroughly cleaning him. His head felt light and his body felt like mush. As he came down from his high, his mind cleared. His thoughts didn't feel nearly as hazy or cluttered as before. He struggled to even out his breathing and regain control of his sluggish limbs, as they continued to tremble after releasing their strain.

Tetsuhiro had felt his senpai's fingers through his hair. It felt so nice and wonderful. As he came, he could taste him – his sweet, and yet bitter taste filling his mouth – as well as feel those fingers tighten their hold. They didn't do much to deter his movements since they were so weak and barely held any strength in them. Poor Senpai, being so weak and unable to fully control what his body was going through. He started to fret a little about what effect such a drug would have on his beloved Senpai. He didn't like to see him suffer. However, he was so undoubtedly cute, clinging to him like he was. It warmed his heart to know that he was the only person that his senpai would trust whole-heartedly. Once push came to shove, he was the only one that his senpai would allow himself to lean on. Looking down at his handy work – making sure Senpai was all clean – Tetsuhiro noticed that the other was still quite hard.

'Hmmm... I guess he hasn't had enough... I wonder how long his body will keep this up.'

A/N: I guess this was somewhat of a preview of what's to come. XP

This is my first time writing something like this, so I hope it's ok. ^-^

Thank you for reading! And a special thank you to all those who followed, favorited and reviewed! Thanks for all your feedback and expectations. I know this chapter didn't have many answers, but I hope you've enjoyed it nonetheless.

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