A/N: Thanks for the wonderful feedback, I've been getting :D I must admit I have been having some trouble with this chapter, writing several versions of it, trying to figure out where this story's going and my real life didn't help one bit, especially since I'm preparing a really big exam next month. So, if by any chance I get slow on updates, don't worry, I won't leave this story unfinished.

I decided to make this chapter more focused on Makoto, I noticed how I've been neglecting him a bit. By the way, the poll's still open, you can pick who you want Haruka to end up with, and right now Rin's leading but you still have time to change that if you wish ;)

CHAPTER 4

The next few days went on as if nothing bad had happened between Haruka and Makoto, they still went to school together and spent most of their time there together as well, but Haruka stayed silent on the subject of Rin, deciding it would be for the best not to mention their late night encounter the other day. He was determined to work on this relationship with Makoto, for Makoto didn't deserve to be treated any other way but the best possible.

Nagisa and Rei didn't notice any change in their behaviour either. Makoto decided to look past that 'name calling' incident and hoped something like that won't ever happen again.

Their daily ritual of having lunch on the school roof went on as usual, they talked about recently released video games, new collection of swimming suits that appeared in the stores and how ridiculous some of their homework assignments were.

As days went by and there was no word from Rin, Haruka wondered if this was for the best. He was finally getting an opportunity to mend his relationship with the ever unsuspecting Makoto.

The generally positive atmosphere created on the roof was one day interrupted by Gou who, in order to break off an argument between Nagisa and Rei, blurted out something that resulted in making her the centre of the attention, as all four heads turned to where she was sitting.

"By the way Haruka-kun, my brother keeps on mentioning some kind of a debt that the two of you need to settle. Have you been recklessly agreeing to swim against him again?"

Haruka was dumbfounded, almost choking on his milk, but somehow managed to stay collected.

"Nothing that I know of, no…" He shook his head and took the straw in his mouth, taking another sip.

Makoto, who was sitting beside him, had an awkwardly rigid smile on his face. "Have you met with him lately perhaps?"

"Yes, just yesterday! We met up at the coffee shop and that's when he told me Haru-kun owed him a favour and how he'll collect it back from him soon."

"I was asking Haru, but do go on…" Makoto was interested in this new information he was getting.

"Me?" Haruka sensed everybody was looking at him now.

"Yeah, about if you saw him recently and what this debt could possibly be about." Makoto tried to stay positive but he felt very uncomfortable even thinking about an encounter between Haruka and Rin.

"No clue. Probably swimming, what else?" Haruka shrugged, knowing deep down that Rin referred to that night at his house when they lost their cool and had a little rumble on the floor, which resulted in Rin blowing him and Haruka telling Rin to go away afterwards. So, what Rin was probably after was the return of that favour.

"Come on, Kou-chan, you know how competitive they get when it comes to swimming!" Nagisa smiled while showing a sandwich in his mouth – it was a mere wonder they understood what he was saying.

"That's probably it, so don't worry about it Makoto. He wouldn't lie to you." Rei, who was sitting close to Makoto, whispered so only he could hear it, as he tried to cheer up his team captain.

"Yeah, you're right." Makoto smiled gently and watched Haruka as he slurped out the last drops from his paper box.

Later that night

Makoto was sitting alone in his room, watching a crappy porn movie. It was something about pizza delivery one moment that resulted in loud and inhibited intercourse – the usual. He was surprised to see the look at the girl's double D cup jumping up and down on his flat screen could make him just as hard as imagining Haruka panting underneath him. Before he could realize it, he was already playing with his own thing and throwing his head back in ecstasy. Just as he was getting warmed up, he heard his phone buzzing somewhere in his bag.

"Oh crap…" He grunted, cursing the caller and his bad timing. But then again, what if it was Haruka? He really wanted to hear his voice right now so he reached into his bag and answered. He was right about who was on the other line.

"Hey."

"Haru!" Makoto cheered trying to cover up his heavy breathing.

"I just wanted to say good night."

"Wow, Haru, that's a new one." Makoto smiled, trying to think when was the last time Haruka called him just for that but decided not to question his reasons too much and enjoy this rare opportunity.

"So… good night? And see you tomorrow at school?"

"Yeah, good night to you too! And Haru?"

"Still here… What is it?"

"Nothing it's just… I'm really glad you called." Makoto tried to sound as collected as he could in this moment, with his pants around his knees and his palm around his dick.

"Sure. It was nice hearing your voice." Haruka said, not even suspecting what was going on on the other end of the line.

"Ah! Wish I could deliver you pizza." Makoto breathed loudly, confusing the film he just saw with reality.

"Sorry, what?!"

"I said… um… I'm just going to have… um… some pizza. Before I go to sleep." He barely managed to say those words as his hand was moving faster. Hearing Haruka's voice was more than enough to provide for jerking off material. The girl on his screen and her jiggling tits were already long forgotten as now, in his head, Makoto imagined himself as the delivery guy and Haruka was his lustful customer.

"Just don't eat too much, it's late. See you tomorrow at school, then!" Haruka ended the call with this promise.

As soon as he pushed the button to end the call, Makoto continued to do what he was doing before and during the call. His breath was heavy and his hips moved violently and all he could see in his mind was Haruka, he imagined touching his pale skin and messing up his dark hair while those intense blue eyes looked only at him. And in that moment nothing else mattered, not even that slight possibility that Haruka's heart belonged to someone else.