Chapter 5


With the previous swimming meet behind him and having the midterm pressure lifted from his shoulders, Seijuurou sighed in relief.

Both he and Aikawa had minimal sleep for the last week, both staying up late to study as much as they could for their upcoming tests and consuming unhealthy amounts of caffeine. The redhead felt slightly guilty, with asking Makoto to keep his laptop open and his webcam on while he studied so it would calm him down, with the brunette having his own midterms to deal with soon. The brunette had also decided to almost spam Seijuurou with positive 'good luck' texts and pictures, and even leaving voicemails when he had the spare time.

It made the freshman happy, because it made him feel like he wasn't going through this alone, because in all honesty he wasn't since he had his roommate and new friends along with Makoto's unyielding support to get him through his stress.

As soon as he walked out of his last class, he sent a simple 'FINALLY' text to his boyfriend, and he wanted nothing more than to see the brunette and be able to unwind for the first time in a long time. Alas, he still had a few days to wait before he could do that, and even longer before they could relax together. Seijuurou already had a row of dates lined up as well that both he and Makoto were excited for.

"And hey, when you go through this next year at least I know how to help you out. Which means lots of cuddles, water, and sleep. Oh god, please make sure to sleep." Seijuurou teased, holding the phone up to his hear with his shoulder as he was going through all of the old papers in his desk to organize them. "And I'd get you like, cookies and things for snacks. The good stuff, that I know you like. The sugar cookies with the amazing frosting on 'em."

"I know, you called me and left me delirious messages every day at two in the morning because you were still studying. And awwh, that's so sweet." Seijuurou could imagine the biggest smile on Makoto's face as he heard his voice. "Funny that you mention those, because I'm about to go pick some up for the club get-together tonight. Well..."

"Club being, your club and then Rin being a tagalong because 'he just can'?"

"Bingo. Just like always"

"Are he and Haru together yet or something? I can't get any information out of Ai, and I know for sure that the kid likes him..."

"I don't know, really. But if he's with Haru-chan or Ai-chan, as long as he's happy, then that's fine. Do you want me to keep an eye on them tonight...?"

"Yep. Watch them and see if you catch 'em in any PDA and tell me right away." Seijuurou laughed, leaning back in his chair. "Ah, that reminds me, I forgot the team's throwing a party tonight, too. Captain insisted that everyone should go due to doing well in that last competition and to celebrate the short break and all."

"Are you going to go? You sound...iffy about it"

He shrugged. "Yeah, maybe. But I don't know if I'll stay for long, though. Still haven't caught up to my insanely messed up sleep schedule, yet. And sleeping sounds wonderful."

"I think it could be fun? You know, hang out with your teammates, meet new people if they're there, that sort of thing. Besides, it's the first party of the year, isn't it? Plus you mentioned all of those parties at Samezuka and I know you're a sociable person..."

"It would be more fun with you..." Seijuurou sulked, and he could tell Makoto was frowning.

"Sei..."

"Alright, I'll go." He leaned back, sighing and running a hand through his hair. "But I won't stay for long. Maybe for an hour or so, but not for the whole thing."

"Going to show up fashionably late and then leave before it all ends?" Makoto laughed. "Seems just like you."

"Hey, I'll have you know that I am the fun!"

"Oh I know you are, I was just teasing a bit. But I gotta get going if I want to get things picked up and arrive at Haru's in time, text you later, have fun at your party?"

"I'll keep my phone on me just in case, have fun at your thing too. Don't let things get too wild over there." Seijuurou laughed and opened his drawers, looking for something to wear. "Make sure that Nagisa and Rei keep their hands to themselves and remember to watch Haru and Rin!"

"I'll try my best. Love you, talk to you soon!"

"Love you too, Mako."


Deciding on wearing Makoto's orange and yellow shirt he was given and a pair of pants that weren't his sweats or track-pants, he left a note for Aikawa and left it on his desk (he was out as well, mentioning something about going to a cafe with people from his literature class) as he grabbed his wallet from his own desk (because 'you never know when you may need it') and phone, and met up with a few of his teammates outside of his building.

'Out with the other swimmers, be back later'

The party was being held by an upperclassman, a junior, and with the buzz going around (and how the music got louder and louder by the time the group reached the room it was in), word had definitely gotten around about it. It was no longer just a swim team party with a few extra guests, but people he hadn't even seen before were there. He sighed and pushed himself inside, past dozens of people and eventually found his captain, chatting away to a group of girls.

"Mikoshiba! You made it!" The blonde roughly patted Seijuurou's back, making the redhead wince. "You been here long?"

"Just got here!" He shouted, already feeling annoyed that he was going to have to shout just like everyone else to be heard. "Seems like a big turnout, huh?"

"Yeah, sorry about that! You know how it is, someone tells someone else and then the next thing you know there's complete strangers in your dorm. Ah, it can't be helped, everyone's here to have fun! Here! I think you'll like this!" He turned around to grab a plastic cup from the counter, putting it in Seijuurou's hand. "Number one rule of a college party, you can never be drink-less! That's one thing I learned from multiple parties over the years!" Someone called for the other man, and he gave Seijuurou an apologetic look with a shrug. "I'll see you later, 'shiba!"

Golden eyes blinked and stared down at the dark liquid in the cup in his hand, the smell of alcohol overpowering. Should I...? he thought, biting his lip, and sighed. Might as well. Leaning against the wall, he brought the plastic to his lips, taking an experimental sip. Swallowing, he raised an eyebrow at the interesting taste, and took a larger drink. Not bad.

Just one drink couldn't hurt...

A group of his teammates caught his attention and he walked on over, finding an empty seat and listening in to the conversation before joining in. He wasn't sure if it was his easy going personality or the alcohol in his drink, but by the way he was starting to feel, he was starting to blame the alcohol and the stupid 'no one can be drink-less' rule that he was damn sure was made up. Soon enough he was laughing with the group, something about a certain teacher's antics in class regarding grading and schedules, absentmindedly drinking more from his cup.

"Another round for the swimmers and these lovely ladies! What've you been drinking, Sei?" A teammate had asked the redhead, standing up from the couch and stumbling forward a bit.

"No, I should really go-" Seijuurou started, but his friend just laughed.

"Nonsense, we've all been working hard, we all deserve this!" He took the cup, taking a drink from it and nodded. "Rum and coke, got it. Comin' right up."

Part of him was surprised that he could easily (and quickly) tell from just a small taste, but as time went on as he stayed, with everyone drinking and being loud and having fun and the loud music and atmosphere and alcohol in his system, he wasn't sure what exactly was going on anymore. In minutes he had another drink in his hand, and minutes after another, and then another.

By the fifth, he was amazed that he was still functioning because he was sure that there was more rum than coke as more drinks were handed to him as the evening went on.

The swimmer lazily leaned back against the soft cushions, staring at the half-full cup in his hands, moving his wrist so that the ice clinked against the side of the plastic and watching the dark liquid spin. He sighed, taking his phone from his pocket and skimmed through a few messages that Makoto had sent him.

Having fun? Everyone wishes you were here.

I keep on getting two of everything thinking that you'll be there waiting on the couch...

So far, the only PDA has been from Nagisa! Target dolphin-shark is still inconclusive.

nAGISA SNUCK IN A HORROR MOVIE HELP

He smiled, setting his glass down on the coffee table to reply to his boyfriend.

You're aDorable, sweetheart.

The redhead glanced up, swearing that he heard someone say his name over the loud music, scanning the room and stopped when something caught his attention. Or rather, someone, who was turned to the side, casually glancing over at him from time to time while holding up his own conversation.

Someone like a tall brunette, with familiar green eyes that made his heart race.

"Mako...?" Seijuurou squinted his eyes, shoving his phone back in his pocket. "The hell is he doing here? You should be back in Iwatobi, with your friends, dammit..."

Seijuurou stood up, legs wobbling, pushing past people to get to what his golden eyes were focused on. As he got closer, there was something different, almost odd about Makoto that his intoxicated mind couldn't place a finger on.

"Mikoshiba, you okay?" He heard someone ask, as he stood infront of Makoto, trying to focus on his face. "How many drinks did you have?"

Seijuurou still didn't realize as he pressed Makoto against the wall, pressing their lips together suddenly and vicously, with tongues and teeth, groaning against parted lips as he felt hands drift to squeeze at his ass.

Or hearing his voice near his ear, confused at first, but then going along with it, pushing it off to the back of his mind. And how it sounded different, not the soothing voice that made his heart melt with every word like it usually does as lips nibbled and licked at his neck.

And not even moments after, as Seijuurou found himself in a dimly-lit bedroom, clothes shed quickly and tearing open a condom packet with his teeth.

Because it wasn't Makoto.


The redhead woke up the next morning, head pounding, and moments after he opened his eyes, he panicked.

He was naked, in an unfamiliar room, with quite a few people around. But the one thing that made him freak out the most, was the person who had his arms around his waist, just as naked as he was. Carefully, he untangled himself from the stranger, rolling over to swing his legs off the bed so he can get his things and leave.

Seijuurou paused, seeing his pile of clothes by the edge of the bed, the foil from the condom packet (that he knew was his, due to the brand), and then the tied and soiled condom itself in the waste bin. His heart began to pound, finally piecing things together.

Waking up to a man he's never seen before that looked like Makoto (if you squint)...

...And seeing a used condom in the trash...

...And that he wasn't sore, and by the looks of the doppelganger sleeping soundly with a satisfied look on his face...

"...shit. SHIT!" The swimmer hastily picked up his clothes, trying to get dressed as quick as he could. "Oh my god, oh fuck...!"

He fumbled with his phone, cursing more once he saw the reddening hickies on his collarbones and neck and going to his inbox that had plenty of new messages.

Hope you're okay and didn't have too much to drink! And yeah, before you ask, it's completely fine if you stay here tonight. From the teammate who had the party, and currently passed out on his couch.

You didn't come back to the dorm last night, where are you? Aikawa.

How was it? Have fun after all? Makoto.

It's alright, I know you're probably too busy to answer and you're probably more than happy to be sleeping. Good morning, I love you. Makoto again.

His heart stopped pounding and just flat-out dropped at the sight of Makoto's name. He sent quick replies to his teammate and Aikawa, saying that he was going to be gone today because he needed to do something and that he was sorry for it being sudden.

Because he needed to get on the next train to Iwatobi as soon as he could.


Author's note: oops.