Thank you Zaabeth :D
Sorry it's been over a month since I last updated, won't let that happen again! I hope
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Haruka lay in the bath, staring at his ceiling. His fingers had long since begun pruning. He no longer cared though, his thoughts were once again focused on Makoto.
It had been one month, three weeks and five days since that unforgettable night. And although it had been that long, it was still fresh in Haruka's mind.
Whenever he closed his eyes he could still see Makoto's face, head thrown back in pleasure as Haruka gently rocked atop of him. He could still hear Makoto's loud moans echoing around his empty house. Filling him with want and lust as the darkness surrounded him.
His heart yearning to push himself from the water, run right to Makoto and hold him close. Refuse to ever let go and keep him for his own. Show him that he loved him more than Gou, or anyone, could ever do.
But he knew inside it would never work, he'd just be brushed off, pushed aside as he always seemed to be recently.
It was also one month, three weeks and four days since he'd spoken properly to Makoto. They had exchanged pleasantries, briefly discussed school work or the swim team, but that was as far as it ever went. Never addressing the tension growing between them.
Although he longed for Makoto as a lover, in his heart he knew he truly just yearned for his affection. Haruka may have complained, teased the boy for being over affectionate, groaned when he mothered him, but he missed it.
He wanted to see his warm smile in the mornings, feel his strong hand holding his as he exited his pool, taste his mother's home cooked dinners again. More than anything, he wanted his best friend back.
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Makoto held his finger on the doorbell, listening to the persistent ringing through Haruka's house. He sighed slightly to himself, knowing he would never receive an answer. He slowly pulled his finger off and walked around to the side door, smiling with satisfaction as it slide open. Clearly Haruka hadn't taken to locking it yet.
He walked through the house, not bothering to look into any of the rooms, knowing he'd be in the bath. Water dripping down his chiselled body, creating a light sheen that had Makoto wanting to bite his lip, his black hair sticking slightly to his head despite how he'd flick it.
"Good morning Haru." Makoto said, announcing his arrival.
Haruka offered him a confused look, not expecting the gentle giant to be stood in his doorway, however he quickly regained himself and scowled before turning to face the wall, the back of his head now facing him.
"What? No hello?" Makoto asked, only receiving a petulant shake of the head in return.
With a laugh he walked over to the bath, bending down to rest on his knees while Haruka stubbornly kept his gaze on the wall.
"So you're just going to ignore me?" Makoto questioned, smiling at his friend.
"Yes." He replied curtly.
Makoto sighed slightly, letting his fingers fall into the bath and create small patterns in the water. He waited for Haruka to turn back towards him but his patience soon ran thin.
"Look, I'm so…" His apology died on his lips as he felt Haruka's bare thigh against the back of his hand. "You're not wearing your swimsuit."
"I haven't had much company recently." Haruka muttered under his breath.
"I know, I'm sorry. But I can make it up to you." He said, letting his fingers slowly walk up his thigh, smiling as he noticed the red tinge to his friend's ears. Using his spare hand to reach out for Haruka's chin and turn him round to face him. "Starting now." He whispered before pressing their lips together.
He expected Haruka to pull away in protest, not wanting to get himself hurt again, but instead he felt him melting into the kiss. Slowly parting his lips and allowing Makoto to plunge his tongue inside, moaning at the familiar warmth of his friend mouth. He wanted to be closer, press his whole body against him but knew he shouldn't soak his uniform.
Instead he settled for taking Haruka's cock in his hand, leisurely stroking until he felt him turn hard under his touch.
"What about Gou?" Haruka asked, pulling away breathlessly.
"I left her. It's meaningless unless it's you." He smiled, capturing his lips again.
He felt himself being gently pushed to the floor as Haruka climbed from the bath, the water sloshing as he exited. He leant over Makoto, dripping onto his body.
"You're getting my clothes wet." Makoto moaned slightly.
"Then take them off." Haruka smirked, hands floating down to his trousers and quickly pulling at the belt and zipper.
Makoto lifted his hips slightly as the material was hauled off him, leaving him exposed. Haruka pressed himself against the other, his hard member pushing against the other's hip, pulling a gasp from his throat.
His hands made quick work of his shirt buttons, opening the material up and revealing his chest. The shirt made it no further, Makoto was too desperate for his touch.
He pulled him down to his lips, as Haruka gently ground against him, promptly getting the other hard too.
As the kisses deepened and became more passionate Makoto felt the pressure building inside at an alarmingly quick rate.
"Haru, wait." He muttered, but it only worked in fuelling the other boy further. Increasing the speed at which he rocked, his lips latching onto his neck with fury.
Makoto tried to calm his breathing, his hands helplessly grabbing at Haruka's thrusting hips to slow him, anything to stop his early release.
"Oh god! Haru!" He moaned, his head rolling back as he knew he was too far gone, he could no longer fight the inevitable.
"Cum for me Makoto." Haruka whispered in his ear, sending the taller boy over the edge.
"Haru!" He cried as his hips bucked, covering Haruka with his release.
Makoto bolted up in bed, his breath coming out ragged as his hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. He gently pulled back his sheet to see the familiar wet patch on the front of his boxers. It was the third time this week it had happened, and it was only Thursday night.
He glanced to his right to see Gou still sleeping peacefully beside him, his oversized shirt hanging off her shoulder, the hickey he'd left on her neck painstakingly visible.
He was disgusted with himself, how could he be having dreams like that about his friend when his girlfriend slept mere inches from him. Her mum had been away that night and she had wanted Makoto to come keep her company.
He'd lied to his parents and claimed he was at Haruka's, his mother happily letting him go despite the fact it was a school night, stating he hadn't spent enough time with the boy recently.
He hated lying to his parents and he hated the fact that he'd much rather have spent the night with Haruka than Gou. But he'd forced himself to come, forced himself to fake around his girlfriend, forced himself to pleasure her despite how he hated it.
He wanted to be happy with Gou, he wanted his palms to sweat when she was near, he wanted his heart to flutter when they kissed, his stomach to lurch when they touched. But, instead, these feelings occurred around his best friend.
With a sigh he climbed out the bed, silently slipping into the bathroom to clean up, cursing himself for not bringing any spare boxers.
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Haruka walked slowly down the school corridors, his feet shuffling as he dragged himself to another lesson. His head was down to avoid meeting the eye of any of his fellow students. He knew they'd just stare at the empty spot next to him in disbelief. A small part of himself wanted to do the same.
He heard the high pitched giggle of Gou and his feet froze, his gaze reluctantly raising until he was looking in the direction of the couple.
He watched with a heavy heart as they laughed, as they joked, noting that Makoto's smile never reached his eyes. He could see the pain there, the confusion, the internal struggle, but he could tell by the way Gou prattled on that she didn't notice it.
As if sensing eyes on him Makoto looked up, quickly finding himself staring into blue orbs. Haruka sent him messages of want, pleading to have his friendship once again, but they were ignored, Makoto turning his attention back towards Gou.
Haruka felt his heart crack. The only person who ever knew him, who understood each part of his person, now looked right through him as if he no longer mattered.
Gou began walking down the corridor, Makoto hesitating slightly before dutifully following after her. He always seemed to do this now. He never left her side, always trailing behind her wherever she went. Looking like a puppy tethered to an owner he no longer wanted. She had a strange hold over Makoto. Despite how upset he was he would not leave her.
Allowing himself an instant of pride Haruka recalled how Makoto's eyes lit up when they reached his moments ago. It hadn't been long, but he'd seen the spark flashing in his green eyes, soon to disappear when he glanced back at Gou.
Haruka knew he could be happy if he'd just give their love a chance. But Makoto seemed to have closed himself off, creating a distance between them that spanned so far it would be difficult to ever recapture the closeness they used to have.
He didn't need to be ashamed of what he felt for Haruka. And deep down Haruka knew that's why Makoto resisted, the pressures of appearances stopping Makoto from taking what he truly wanted in life.
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Gou cornered Nagisa and Rei in the changing rooms, the older boys already in the pool, swimming alongside each other but never together.
"I'm worried about them." Gou admitted, glancing nervously towards the door.
"This is the longest Mako-chan and Haru-chan have gone without talking." Nagisa commented, a frown gracing his usually cheerful features.
"What even happened between them?" Rei asked, hoping Gou could shed some light on the situation.
"I don't even know." She groaned. "They had an argument a few weeks back but Makoto still refuses to tell me what happened. Whenever I ask he just gets flustered on me and changes the subject."
"Maybe if they just talked they'd be able to sort it out." Rei suggested.
"Let's lock them outside until they resolve their problems!" Nagisa shouted, bounding towards the door.
"That's a ridiculous idea." Gou said, grabbing the blondes arm to stop him from running. "We just need them to spend some time together like they used to. Clearly neither one is mad at the other anymore so why are they letting it continue?"
"Maybe they don't see a problem." Rei shrugged, pushing his glasses up his nose.
"We need to stage an intervention." Nagisa announced, his smile beaming.
"Nagisa, you're really not helping." Gou sighed, wishing she'd just stuck with Rei.
"Actually, that's not a terrible idea." Rei said, Nagisa shooting Gou a smug look. "If we just tell them we're worried they might consider spending more time together."
"Do you think they'd actually listen to us though?" Gou questioned, slightly unsure of the plan.
"If not Gou-chan can always use her feminine charm." Nagisa winked.
"Yeah, that will work wonders on Haru." She rolled her eyes. "Now get into the pool." She pointed towards the door.
"Maybe you should just boss them into doing what you want." Nagisa joked as he ran from the changing rooms, Rei following after him at a far slower pace.
She shook her head slightly at their antics before following them outside to the pool, watching sadly as her boyfriend and his former best friend continued to ignore each other.
Although she loved the extra attention she was receiving from Makoto recently she could see that he truly missed Haruka. And at the end of the day all she wanted was from him to be happy.
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"Makoto, Haru. I need to talk to you." Gou said, the boys looking towards her with confused expressions.
"Uh oh! You're in trouble." Nagisa sung as he pulled Rei towards the changing rooms.
"What's wrong?" Makoto asked, speaking for the pair of them, knowing Haruka never would.
"You. Both of you." She crossed her arms, setting them both with a glare.
"What?" Haruka spoke up, a glimmer of hope inside him thinking she knew about everything, she'd let Makoto go and he could finally have him.
"This bizarre little feud you've got going on, it ends here. As your manager I have decided it is damaging to our team so you have to make up."
"What are you talking about? We're fine." Makoto laughed. It was clear to everyone there that the sound was fake.
"We're not." Haruka muttered, glancing down at his feet as he spoke.
"Exactly." Gou said, raising her eyebrow. "So tonight, have a little team building. Just the two of you."
"But we're going out for dinner." Makoto gently reminded, hoping to change her mind. He didn't trust himself alone with Haruka, he wasn't sure he could control himself and continue denying the lust rushing through his veins.
"Not anymore, you're going around Haru's to play video games all night, or whatever the hell it is you two do alone." She said, Makoto finding himself blushing slightly at the simple comment, if only she knew what they had got up to she wouldn't be pushing this.
"Well, I guess if Haru wants to." Makoto hesitantly said, praying he would be too stubborn to forgive him that quickly.
"Whatever." He shrugged, the look in his eyes clearly disproving his casual attitude.
"Good, now shake and make up." Gou instructed.
Makoto lifted his hand up and held it out, swallowing as Haruka slowly brought his own up and clasped his fingers around the others. Makoto tried to ignore the sparks running up his arms, the fire in his stomach, the chills that left his hair standing on end from just a simple touch.
He pulled his hand away with a sigh, tonight would be a long night.
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Wow, even a bit of Gou's perspective in there, check me out with all my different views of people
Hope you liked it :)
