Sometimes I tend to think that the Hanamiya in my stories really feels like he needs to antagonize everyone, haha. Wether it's his own classmates or random people, everyone could be next.

Teppei wants to openly show his affection for Hanamiya. Hanamiya is not pleased. But maybe something can change his mind? (KiyoHana)


For at least ten minutes now Kiyoshi kept trying to take his hand. If there was one thing that Makoto loathed with a passion, it was… well, everything that the moron did. Every single thing. And to be honest he wouldn't have believed that there was one particular action that pushed his never-ending annoyance towards new heights.

But here they were because somehow, that bastard had managed to talk him into accompanying him for a walk in the park. Like some disgusting cheesy couple sitting on some bench, first eating ice cream and then each other. Disgusting. No one wanted to see that.

Whenever that bigger-than-should-be-allowed hand only dared come near his own, he quickly pulled away and shot Kiyoshi a nasty look to let him know exactly what he thought of his idea. A no was a no and a "Go to hell, I'm not holding your hand." should be enough for even the densest people to understand.

Of course he was aware that the Iron Heart was playing oblivious on purpose in hopes to finally get him to give in and let him have his way. That was what he always did and after all, he had already gotten him to come here. Ha, nice try, but by now Makoto was fed up with this bullshit and refused to let himself get led around by the nose anymore. Luckily the park was mostly empty or he would have simply left by now.

They reached a small lake where a mother let her brat happily throw bread at the ducks. Makoto hated children but a quick look at his companion told him that such a scene warmed the Iron Heart. How sweet, so sweet he wanted to gag.

For some unfathomable reason that idiot decided they should stay here, staring at the water like they had nothing better to do and of course, he still hadn't given up on his public display of affection plans. Makoto clucked his tongue, slapping the offending appendage away and wondering if he should say anything. Though in the end he decided that arguing with that guy wasn't worth his time, not that spending time with him ever was. Ugh. Why had he ever let it go this far?

It took a bit but eventually the woman started giving them suspicious glances, the Bad Boy noticed them when they started to occur more frequently. She was probably trying to decide by now whether they were a gay couple or not. Just great.

But somehow, the discomfort of that no doubt easily offended mother gave Makoto just a tiny bit of satisfaction and it caused him to form an idea.

Now before executing any of his plans, the Kirisaki Daiichi captain always considered the circumstances. He was doing so now as well, checking if there was anyone else nearby and pondering the probability of them ever coming here at another time and bumping into that woman ever again. The results of his calculations were satisfactory and so, a spiderlike smile spread on Makoto's face. He turned towards the still oblivious Kiyoshi.

At the very least, his moron was able to sense that he wanted something from him and accordingly turned his head. Though before he could even finish forming a question befitting the puzzled expression in his face, Makoto had already grabbed him by the hem of his shirt and pulled.

Their lips pretty much stumbled against each other but the gasp - that wasn't coming from Kiyoshi but from the woman – sounding so shocked and offended, made it all worth the trouble. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched while she hurriedly put a hand over the poor innocent eyes of her brat. That anguish, that anger, it was so delicious to watch, the Bad Boy couldn't help but grin at the lips he was pressed against. This was by far the best moment of the whole day in his opinion.

And surprisingly enough, Kiyoshi went along with it even if the Bad Boy was a hundred percent positive that his moron couldn't be that much of an idiot not to realize what was going on, especially when the mother left with curses leaving her mouth that would make social justice bloggers cry, dragging her confused child along. The boy really had just wanted to keep feeding the ducks.

So did Kiyoshi just not care? The answer came when Makoto wanted to break the kiss again but instead, he found himself in a strong embrace, pulling him towards the taller frame of the other while he tried to deepen the kiss further.

…Makoto couldn't believe it, was it possible that he had played right into that bastard's hands without noticing? Curse his life. He was going to make him pay for it next time.

Right now he couldn't be bothered to complain though because aside from the location, the kiss started feeling really good and he gave up on trying to pull away so soon.