AN: I wrote this chapter under the impression that Eiji is about five or six months older than Ōishi. The Japanese school year begins in April, so I went with the assumption that (like American school systems) if your fifth birthday is close enough to the beginning of the school year, they allow you to enter kindergarden. So Ōishi would be one of the youngest members of the third year students, but conveniently Tezuka would be the oldest of the team (STOPP or tennis, take your pick). Please let me know if that is incorrect. And now... ON WITH THE STORY!

Pairings: TezuRyō; Golden pair; MoKaiMo; ...

Rating/Warnings: NC17/Yaoi; language (it isn't that bad in this chapter)

Disclaimer: I do not own the original.

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Momo stood just outside Eiji's door the morning after Kaidō's interrogation. It was only just after breakfast and aside from him, the Golden Pair were the only people left in the dorm. He closed his eyes and thought back to the storage shed. Something had been bothering him since then and he needed to talk to someone with experience so he rapped at the redhead's door lightly.

"Come in."

The navigator slid the door open and inhaled deeply when he saw the two on the bed. They were both fully clothed on top of the covers and looked like they'd been reading. Eiji was on his side propped up on an elbow with his head at the foot of the mattress while Ōishi's head was at the opposite end with a foot beside the red hair and the other swinging lazily over the edge. They both looked to Momo and Ōishi sat up when he saw the distraught look on the younger man's face.

"Momo? What's wrong?"

His eyes fell to the floor and he took another deep breath. There was no turning back now. "Can I talk to you guys about something?"

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Kikumaru Eiji and Ōishi Shūichirō had been close friends for several years. They'd gone to pre-academy and regular academy together and spent almost every waking moment with each other for one reason or another. Ōishi had often times assisted Eiji with his homework and studying and Eiji frequently invited Ōishi to join him on outings and such. The two were almost inseparable and eventually Ōishi found himself looking a bit differently at his closest companion.

The year Ōishi turned fifteen he noticed he was getting more excited than usual when he and Eiji met up to hang out or study. Over the years, Eiji had become beautiful and mesmerizing to him without Ōishi even realizing. When he'd awoken from a rather steamy dream involving him and the redhead the morning after they'd spent an entire day with just each other, the medic-in-training came to terms with the fact that he'd fallen in love.

The two were sitting on Eiji's bunk in the academy dorm finishing up their math assignments when the redhead tapped the brunette with his foot. "Oi, can you check this over for me, please? I think it's right, but I'm not sure."

Ōishi scooted up from the head of the bed against the wall and swung his legs over the side to the floor. Eiji had been lying on his stomach at the foot when he felt his friend lean over his shoulder. The redhead shifted his eyes to his right shoulder then back to his paper and waited to hear the result.

"It looks good to me." Ōishi hesitated for a moment before sitting back up inhaling Eiji's scent quietly. His back was to his friend and his eyes were closed. It was a perfect opportunity and if he didn't do it at that moment, it wasn't going to get done.

"Eiji…?" Ōishi took a deep breath.

"Yeah?"

"I like you," he blurted out softly.

Eiji looked to his companion and smiled rolling onto his side propped on an elbow to face him. "I like you too, Ōishi."

The brunette's eyes flew open and he turned to Eiji slowly. The redhead's expression made Ōishi smile and his heart warmed. He'd actually heard those words, didn't he? It wasn't a dream. He leaned down closing his eyes and gently laid his lips over his friend's. The contact was electrifying and Ōishi thought he was going to explode until…

Eiji's eyes were wide with surprise and he tensed a bit. Ōishi was kissing him… then the lips were gone from his. What were they doing? Did that really just happen? Ōishi… he… what?

The brunette felt his friend tighten and he pulled away slowly opening his eyes. His heart sank into his stomach when his eyes met Eiji's and he turned away from those bright confused orbs. He dropped his head and spoke softly with a sad smile. "I'm sorry, Eiji. You didn't understand what I meant, did you?"

The bed shifted behind him as Eiji pushed himself to a sitting position balancing his body with his palm on the mattress. "I understood exactly what you meant."

Ōishi lifted his head, eyes wide with disbelief.

"I just wasn't expecting you to do something like that," Eiji continued.

The medic turned back to his friend with a hopeful expression and Eiji winked to him with a playful smile. Ōishi's mouth was slightly agape and the redhead reached out fisting the brunette's shirt collar in his hand. Eiji pulled gently and tilted his head to the side closing his eyes. Ōishi was too shocked to close his eyes before their lips met again. His body felt like it was on fire and there were fingers combing through the short hair at the back of his head. He closed his eyes and leaned into Eiji, his fingers brushing the soft cheek of the redhead. Eiji's lips parted and he coaxed Ōishi's tongue into his mouth then pulled away slowly. The two met each other's eyes with bright content smiles and Eiji winked again then interlocked his fingers behind his own head and flopped onto his back on the bed.

"So, what shall we do now that I've finished my homework?" he asked playfully and looked to the ceiling.

Ōishi watched him smiling sweetly and readjusted himself on the bed so he was resting on Eiji's chest, his dark eyes joining the redhead's at the ceiling and his fingers interlocked over his stomach. He spoke softly. "Whatever you want."

Eiji smirked and slipped a hand from under his head down to Ōishi's chest. Ōishi moved his hand to Eiji's and slid his fingers between the redhead's. They squeezed each other's hand tightly and silently anticipated the next phase of their relationship.

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Eiji's seventeenth birthday had just passed and he'd spent the entire day being showered with love, attention and gifts by Ōishi. The brunette had gotten him a large floppy teddy bear that spent every night since that day in the redhead's arms while he slept. They'd been dating for about a year and a half and gotten closer and happier as the weeks passed.

The two were sitting on Ōishi's bed, the medic's back against the wall and legs bent over the edge of the mattress, and the redhead's feet resting in his boyfriend's lap and head on the pillow with a magazine draped over his face. When Ōishi had started getting paid to work at the base infirmary, he decided the two of them would go out to dinner one night a week and that night was the chosen night. He was searching through a brochure of local restaurants within walking distance when his face lit up.

"Hey, Eiji, why don't we do Italian tonight? This place looks pretty good and the review's for it are all excellent."

He waited for a reply for a few minutes to finish reading the article then looked toward the redhead's face. The magazine was keeping vigil over Eiji's nose and Ōishi smiled. He placed a hand on a leg and shook gently… then there was pain…

Eiji sat up abruptly when he felt his leg being jostled and the book fell from his view. His eyes fell to Ōishi who was leaned over with his hands covering his lap. Eiji raised a brow then his eyes widened. He'd forgotten he'd fallen asleep with his feet on the medic's legs and he clapped his hand over his mouth. Ōishi curled into a fetal position and fell onto his side away from the offending redhead, his face hidden but clearly contorted by the unpleasant ache in his groin.

"Ōishi! I'm so sorry! Are you ok?" Eiji leaned forward and placed a hand gently on the injured man's arm only to be shaken off instantly.

"No!" was the clenched reply. "I offer to take you to a nice Italian restaurant and this is how you respond?"

Eiji tried not to laugh at the sarcastically pained question, but to no avail. He sidled up to the fetal man stifling his amusement and attempted to offer help. "Is there anything I can do? Do you want me to get you some ice?"

"Get the hell away from me, you jerk!" he yelled almost playfully. Eiji's klutziness had a tendency to wind up injuring the medic, but after all the years they had known each other, Ōishi had begrudgingly come to terms with it. "It's bad enough you kicked me in the balls, but now you want to freeze them off too? You're sick!"

Ōishi shoved his face back into the mattress and Eiji laughed even harder. He wrapped his arms around the seemingly damaged man and let his amusement subside a bit before speaking again. They both knew it wasn't as serious as Ōishi was making it, but the redhead played along with him. "I'm sorry. What can I do to fix it?"

"Go away!" was the muffled reply and Eiji's arms tightened.

"Italian food sounds good for tonight."

"Shut up!"

They stayed like that for a few more minutes Eiji's giggling settling down and Ōishi's body loosening up. The medic finally turned to face his boyfriend and growled at him. Eiji giggled again and kissed his nose then released Ōishi and sat up. "Seriously, are you ok? I really am sorry."

Ōishi slowly returned to his original position with his back against the wall keeping a protective hand over his tender bits. "I'm fine."

They smiled to each other and Eiji leaned in pressing his lips to Ōishi's. Their mouths opened and their tongues slipped inside the other. The kiss intensified quickly and Ōishi wrapped his arm around Eiji's waist and Eiji's hand went to Ōishi's cheek. The arm at Eiji's waist tightened a bit and the redhead swung a leg over Ōishi's lap careful not to hit any unnecessary parts. The brunette placed his other hand at the redhead's hip and clenched his fingers feeling arms wrap around his neck. They kissed passionately and deeply for several minutes, Eiji straddling Ōishi their hands roaming over each other's bodies.

Eiji pulled away and kissed across the soft cheek and nibbled at Ōishi's ear speaking almost seductively. "Do you want me to kiss it and make it all better?"

Ōishi felt the lips move down his neck and tipped his head to the side with a light giggle at the question. "You don't have to."

Eiji shifted from the medic's lap back to his side and slid his fingers under the thin white t-shirt up the hard smooth chest. Ōishi combed his fingers through Eiji's hair as the lips landed gently on his exposed chest. The redhead kissed and licked the medic's chest and stomach while his hands worked almost effortlessly to release the medic's pants. Ōishi's fingers tightened in Eiji's hair when he realized the redhead was serious.

"Eiji, you really don't have to," he said through somewhat ragged breathing.

"What if I want to?" The redhead slipped down to the floor between Ōishi's legs without pulling his lips from the other man's stomach. He shifted his eyes up and smiled still working at the stomach. Ōishi's eyes were wide with surprise when they met Eiji's and there were fingers hooked into the top of his pants. Eiji pulled the garments half-way down Ōishi's thighs and the erect member bobbed up. He wrapped his hand around the stiffness and started pumping slowly.

The brunette let out a soft moan. They had gotten into heavy petting several months ago, but hadn't done anything oral yet. Ōishi felt the sweat beading all over his body in anticipation as Eiji's lips got closer and closer. The redhead's free hand came to a rest on the side of Ōishi's thigh and glided back and forth, his lips traveling over the top of the same thigh. Eiji whispered into the milky whiteness.

"I heard one of the guys after training talking about his girlfriend doing this." He dragged his tongue up the inside of the thigh and shifted his eyes up to Ōishi's again. "He said it feels great."

Ōishi clenched his eyes shut when he felt the man's tongue glide up his length. There was warmth all around the tip then the pressure started sliding smoothly up and down. He moaned uncontrollably and tangled his fingers into the soft red hair moving up and down at his groin. The heat kept moving and the pressure kept building. Eiji glanced up a few times to see how he was doing and each time saw clenched eyes and parted lips. The visual made him work harder and the sounds turned him on immensely. He heard Ōishi's panting become more and more ragged and one of the hands was gone from his hair.

The brunette tightened the hand still in Eiji's hair and the other clenched around the hand at his thigh. His jaw locked closed as he approached climax and he groaned softly through his teeth. Eiji slowed when his mouth was filled with fluid and listened to the clipped inhales and exhales from over his head. When the juices stopped flowing, the redhead swallowed and pulled away. The remaining hand was gone from his head and he kissed slowly back up the brunette's body.

"How was that?" he asked softly with a smile.

"Jesus…," Ōishi whispered through an exhale.

Eiji giggled softly and made his way back up to Ōishi's neck climbing back on top of him with a leg on either side. The medic slowly felt life return to his limbs as the gentle kisses were placed up and down his moist neck. He carefully placed his hands on Eiji's back and squeezed him into a hug. His head turned toward the lips and caught them with his own and he shifted laying the man on top of him onto his back. When their mouths parted, Eiji looked into Ōishi's eyes and was instantly struck with shock.

Ōishi started working on Eiji's pants as soon at their lips parted and gazed into the redhead's eyes with almost a sadistic spark. The man on his back looked almost terrified when Ōishi dropped his head and started slowing kissing and licking down the soft toned skin. He slipped Eiji's pants down feeling the hard flesh against his stomach and grabbed it with a tight fist. Eiji moaned and closed his eyes when Ōishi started pumping, the lips getting lower and lower. The hot breath and slippery tongue sliding over his yearning groin made Eiji groan and toss his head over the end of the bed.

The brunette mimicked his partner's actions as best he could and figured he was doing a pretty decent job when he felt the nails digging into his skull. Eiji's moans and groans were filling his ears wonderfully and the redhead started thrusting into Ōishi's mouth. The heat and moisture unrelentingly coursed through Eiji's entire body and he felt hands sliding up and down his sides and thighs. The sounds pouring from his mouth got louder and louder until he bit his bottom lip and exploded into Ōishi, his hips rising off the mattress.

Ōishi followed suit swallowing the liquid until it stopped flowing and Eiji loosened his grip on the man's scalp. The brunette smiled when he released the member from his mouth and started kissing up the leg. He stopped abruptly when he heard…

"That sounded like a good one."

Eiji's and Ōishi's eyes flew open and landed on the door. Fuji was leaned against the doorframe grinning wickedly with his arms folded across his chest. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before Tezuka crossed the blue-eyed pervert's path and grabbed the door sliding it closed. The two in the room stared dumbfounded at the door hearing muffled protests getting quieter. When they both could move again, they looked to each other still shocked and collapsed, Ōishi's head landing on Eiji's stomach.

How the hell had they forgotten about that damned door?

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The graduation ceremony was held just after Ōishi's eighteenth birthday and the graduates were given a week-long leave before they began active duty. Everyone was packing their belongings for the vacation except Eiji when the brunette leaned against the open door. Ōishi looked around a bit confused and his eyes landed to his boyfriend.

"You're not packing?"

The redhead looked up from his magazine with a sad smile. "My family decided that my leave would be a good time for them to go on vacation without me, for some reason."

Ōishi raised a brow. "So are you staying here?"

"Yeah." He shrugged and swung his legs over the side of his mattress. "It's ok though. I get the whole building to myself."

"Not really." The medic smirked lightly. "My mother just told me they had a change of plans and had to go out of town suddenly, so I'll be staying here too."

Eiji's face lit up and he ran to the medic wrapping the man in his arms and joining their mouths. "This is great! We get to spend a whole week together practically alone!"

Ōishi rested his hands on the redhead's waist and smiled back. "Yeah and I'm not going to be moving to my new department dorm until everyone gets back. So we can do whatever you want this week."

The two spent the rest of the day planning what they would do with their time off. The next evening the two found themselves in Eiji's bed somewhat in their pajamas. The medic was on his back with his pants half-way down his thighs and Eiji between his legs. The redhead hadn't been down there very long, but Ōishi was already thoroughly enjoying him groaning softly with every move the other man made. The redhead had learned some pretty amazing tricks since the first time he'd been down there and Ōishi ran his hand down the bare back. Eiji slid his hand up the medic's shirtless chest and found a nipple then started teasing it gently hearing the man groan a bit louder.

"Eiji…" Ōishi whispered the man's name softly and grabbed at his shoulder with one hand and the hand on his chest with the other and pulled him up. He opened his eyes to meet a worried-looking redhead and inhaled deeply. He was so beautiful…

"Ōishi? What's wrong?" Eiji couldn't hide his concern. The medic had never stopped him before and it bothered the redhead greatly. Ōishi's eyes changed and Eiji raised a brow, his fingers lacing into the brunette's.

"Make love with me, Eiji…"

The redhead's eyes widened and he sat back with surprise, one leg hanging over the edge of the bed and the other bent toward him the knee resting on the mattress. Ōishi sat up mirroring the position and took Eiji's hands in his clutching them tightly. Their eyes never left each other's.

"Eiji, I've never cared about anyone the way I care about you. I loved you for years before I told you that summer three years ago and haven't wanted anything but your happiness my entire life. I love you, Kikumaru Eiji and I want to be with only you until the end of time."

The redhead's throat was dry and his eyes were impossibly wide. Ōishi's words floated into his ears and danced around his head for several moments before he found the courage to move again. His lips curled into a smile and he wrapped an arm around Ōishi's head and the other around his back kissing him deeply. He pulled the man to him tightly and started leaning back. Ōishi moved forward between the redhead's legs and ran a finger through the soft hair setting his body over Eiji's.

Ōishi felt fingers slowly rubbing over his back clenching and flexing then they were sliding down the medic's sides. Eiji's fingers slipped into the waistband of Ōishi's pajama pants and guided them down as far as he could so the medic could wriggle out of them. Ōishi's hands did the same and moaned into the redhead's mouth when Eiji lifted his hips into the man's aching love. The medic pulled back from Eiji's lips and gazed into his eyes.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked softly and earnestly.

Eiji combed a hand through the medic's short dark hair, their eyes never separating. "Make love to me, Ōishi. Make love to me for the rest of our lives."

They smiled to each other and connected their mouths again searching, roaming, wanting each other intensely. The two started sweating and panting with anticipation as they rubbed their bodies together, lips grazing over ears and necks, hot breath raising goose bumps and pressure. Ōishi clenched his fingers just above Eiji's hip and whispered.

"Do you have any—"

"In the drawer by the head of the bed," Eiji responded before he could finish.

Ōishi leaned back and quickly grabbed the box of protection and a tube of lubrication. He pulled out a square and ripped the package open applying it without trying to look too eager. The box fell to the floor but the tube stayed in his hand and he rested his body over Eiji's propping himself up on the arm that was holding the lube. He kissed down the redhead's neck and pushed his fingers past the soft full lips rolling them over the warm moist muscle inside. The wet fingers moved down Eiji's body and they kissed again long and deep.

Eiji moaned softly into the medic's mouth at the familiar sensation of the finger in his rectum. Ōishi slid the digit in and out a few times before pushing in the second, then the third and Eiji moaned a bit louder. Without removing his fingers, Ōishi sat up on his heels and squeezed a generous amount of grease onto his throbbing excitement coating himself then rubbing the excess onto Eiji's entrance. The fingers were removed and the brunette lay back down on the redhead their lips joining again as Ōishi's head rubbed against the yearning hole.

"Ready?"

Eiji nodded and hooked his legs around Ōishi's. The medic pushed his entire length in gently and they groaned into each other's mouth. The redhead's nails dug into Ōishi's back and his face contorted with mild pain. The brunette pulled back slightly from the tense pressure at his groin, his face a bit pained as well, and he heard a soft whine.

"Are you ok?"

Eiji nodded again and loosened his body significantly at the sound of the medic's voice. "Just… go slow…"

Ōishi nodded and laid his lips over the redhead's cheeks, neck and ears thrusting into him gently and smoothly. At some point a sheet had been draped over Ōishi's back and Eiji was no longer in pain and the two held fast to each other. They groaned and sweated and panted and moaned enthusiastically for nearly forty minutes before Ōishi's teeth clenched and Eiji tossed his head back. They released simultaneously each with a generous grunt and the medic all but collapsed onto the redhead's sticky chest.

It was tender and gentle and the two rested in each other's arms for several minutes before either one attempted to move. Eiji turned his head to Ōishi and kissed his cheek and was quickly met with the man's lips. They kissed passionately and slowly until Eiji pulled away and looked longingly into his lover's eyes.

"I love you, Shūichirō."

Ōishi smiled. Eiji had never called him by his given name before and it sounded wonderful. "I love you too, Eiji."

Some time later the two young lovers were spooning under Eiji's sheets, the redhead's fingers locked with the medic's in the man's strong comforting arms. They were idly kissing each other and Ōishi squeezed the redhead in his arms.

"Ōishi?"

"Mmm?" The brunette was gently pressing his lips to the still moist neck and shoulder when Eiji started speaking softly.

"Will you forget about me when you move to your new department?"

His eyes opened slowly and his brow furrowed in confusion. "What?"

Eiji sighed and tried to continue. "Well… you're moving to this new underground department next week and… you know… The more elite the branch is the more training you have to do and you'll probably be getting a lot of missions too. Not to mention… the guys in the elite groups are always the hottest…"

The voice trailed off a bit at the end and Ōishi lifted his head slightly. "You think that I'm going to just forget about the man I've loved my entire life because of some stupid department change?"

Eiji tucked his chin into his chest. "Will you?"

"Of course not." The medic turned the distraught face to his and connected their lips. "I could never forget about you even if I died."

The redhead smiled up to his lover and tightened his fingers in the man's as they shared a chaste kiss then set his head back down. Ōishi was nuzzling his nose into the soft long hair when Eiji heard him speak again.

"Please don't be mad at me, but I lied to you before."

Eiji raised a brow. "About what?"

"When I told you my mother said something came up at the last minute… it was a lie." The red head turned slightly to the medic. "I couldn't stand the thought of you being here all alone for a whole week so after I told you that, I called home and said I wasn't feeling well and probably shouldn't be traveling. I'm sorry."

Eiji sat up and looked to Ōishi. "Are you serious?" The medic nodded and Eiji smiled then leaned onto the man's mouth. He pulled away still smiling. "You didn't have to do that, you know."

Ōishi smirked back. "I know, but I didn't want you to be here all by yourself. Plus we'd get to be alone together for a whole week just like you said."

The redhead lay back down and slipped a hand between their bodies sliding it down to the groin behind him. "I'm glad you did."

"Me too." Ōishi chuckled softly and guided his hand down Eiji's body wrapping his hand around the growing pleasure.

The two enjoyed each other a second time that night and several more times before the week was over and their colleagues returned. Ōishi transferred his things to his new dorm and took about a week to settle into a routine in the new department which unfortunately didn't involve his lover at all. Eiji had relocated as well to the general soldier's dorm for all the recent graduates and stayed there miserably for several days.

The redhead had been summoned to the Director's office and informed of his department change a little less than a month after his graduation. Tezuka had taken him to gather his things and get his new uniforms and the newly appointed evasion specialist was standing in his new private room emptying his bags. He sighed softly then heard a voice behind him.

"I hear the more elite the department, the better looking the soldiers."

Eiji was smiling brightly before he turned to see Ōishi standing in his doorway leaning against the frame. "Yeah… I've heard that too."

They each took a step forward and wrapped their arms around the other joining their lips immediately. The arms tightened and the kiss deepened. It felt like they hadn't seen each other in an eternity and they stayed in each other's arms until Tezuka knocked on the wall just outside the open door.

"Excuse me, but I'll need to borrow Eiji for a little bit longer to finish the orientation."

They released their grips and shared one last chaste kiss before agreeing to meet after the orientation and spending the rest of the day together. Eiji and Ōishi were destined to share their lives from the moment they were born.

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Since their first time together, the Golden Pair had barreled through the various different styles and techniques of a couple's sex life and were quite happy in their versatility. They'd been together for roughly five years physically and were planning on staying that way for several hundred more. There was no secrecy about their relationship, but the details that took place behind closed doors remained shamelessly skewed and left to the imagination.

They were sitting on the redhead's bed waiting for Momo to say something. It was almost agonizing.

TBC...

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Yeah... so it's a cliffhanger. Sorry. And I also apologize for the lack of TezuRyō in this chapter. I thought the Golden Pair could use a golden history, and it will make sense in the next update, I promise. Criticism and reviews are always welcome (and abuse since the ending renders that reaction appropriate). Thank you thank you.