As promised, there is quite a bit of Yaoi in this one as well.

Yuno's a crazy beach.

-Rachel

The entire school day, Akise felt Yukiteru's gaze on him. Yuno herself was also 'staring' not so much in the manner that Yukiteru did, hers was thoroughly laced with hatred and boring into the back of his head. She clearly hid herself very well in front of Yukiteru, seeing as the boy didn't have a single clue she had such a 'dark side' to her. Sighing softly, he resolved to see what Yukiteru wanted from him as the bell rang for lunch. It was fairly obvious what Yukiteru wanted; but a 'darker side' of himself wanted to hear the request spill from his lips. To see his varying expressions, how curious and adorable they were. An amused smile spread across his face as he glanced at Yuki before walking out of the classroom, he was sure to follow; as was Yuno. The trouble being, how were they to be alone for their 'private' time?

Sure enough, he head a few sets of footsteps behind him, and the muffled sound of Yuno and Yuki bantering back and forth, before she cheerfully exclaimed something of pure joy and ran off. Yuki stammered her name, embarrassed, and Akise couldn't help but to glance over for a fleeting moment. She was hugging him pretty tightly, and her darkened features seemed only to last only so long as their hug continued on for. Did Yukiteru honestly like such a psychopath? At that thought he frowned slightly, walking away. Maybe it was childish; but he wasn't in the mood for a rendezvous of sorts between the pair of them right now. After seeing different kinds of movies, manga and anime (by force, he didn't really care for such things) he knew that on some level at this point he was supposed to stake claim on Yukiteru in a semi-forceful/'loving' manner.

But he wasn't his. In fact, he just seemed to enjoy the attention that both of them gave. Yuno definitely had a very strong 'dislike'/hatred gathered for him at this point, as she noticed them spending time together. Akise couldn't help but to wonder how unstable she'd become if she knew what he and Yukiteru had been doing behind her back. It was as if they were exclusive as a couple, there was no announcement, the girl just had a very firm sense of 'mine' when it came to Yukiteru. On some basic level he could understand it- as he too wanted to stake some form of claim on him, for the moment his eyes gazed upon Yuki he felt an instant connection. A level of affection he wasn't familiarized with, being as he had never really felt it with anyone, (save for his parents; but it was a different kind of affection.) but it was a definite 'love'.

Momentarily separated from his thoughts as his phone rang, he answered it discreetly in a closed off space where he knew no other students would be roaming around, and he was sure not to be scolding by the odd roaming faculty member. "Hello?" he asked, pausing for a moment as he waited for Keigo to respond.

"Regarding the matter of the Gasai case, we've reviewed your request..and we've decided to-" Akise barely had the time to listen, as he looked over in time to see Yuno wielding a knife.

Having ducked her attack, he smugly smiled, "I'll have to call you back." he said, shutting his phone "Lovely of you to cut in like that."

Yuno wasn't amused at all, "What are you doing snooping around my family?" she asked, a 'warning' slash sent his way.

"You didn't like my pun?" Akise asked, still overly amused about the current situation. "I'm solving a mystery that has lain dormant for a little too long. While we would have loved for you to assist in the matter; it would seem your memories have conveniently been 'corrupted', no?" his tone held a bit of an accusing distinction to it.

"You got too close to Yukki- and now..you're trying to invade my personal world, as well?" Yuno asked, in her 'sweet' voice, before looking up at him, an 'innocent smile' flashed his way, before she dashed forward and slashed at him once more. "Now die!"

Yuki was sure he'd seen Akise wander to the student council room, but found himself confused to see the empty room. Nonetheless he sat in the room, and attended the surprise meeting (he'd totally forgotten about it, so it was so much a 'surprise meeting' as his own negligence.) The treasurer discussed varying budgets/ran them by the Class President, the heads of each division pitched their own ideas about what they should do for 'spirit days', etc. Yukiteru was ultimately given the job of 'secretary' having to copy everything down in notes was a bit tedious but it was afterall his job. "How's this?" he asked, showing off his form to the Class President, who promptly checked it over.

"Well done. But you know you do have to change the title of this into kanji form, right?" he asked, his eyes looming over Yukiteru for the moment.

"It's alright- the computer does it automatically, so it's no big deal." Yuki smiled.

"The computer? Well, it's free right now if you want to use it. It hasn't been running so smoothly as of late." he explained, a semi-concerned look.

"It's the software update, all you have to do is downgrade it and it works like magic. Sometimes it's worthwhile to update these things, others it's more troublesome until they work out all the bugs." Yuki explained, walking over to the computer and removing the newest update on the word program.

"You certainly do know your way around these things." he praised, watching Yuki work.

"I spent a lot of my time around electronics, and you do learn a thing or two just tinkering around." Yuki said sheepishly, a small form of pink on his cheeks for being praised. Left to his own work, he printed out a few sample sheets and tweaked them to each members liking for every division/club they were mediated for. It took a little doing, as some were more demanding then most, and while he didn't have much to work on (for some clubs who honestly didn't care) he did need to spruce it up and make it seem a little more professional rather than some words splashed across the page. All in all, he did enjoy his job on the council.

"Great work, Yukiteru." he was clapped on the back of his shoulder, as the Class President smiled at him, "I'd say this meeting has been very successful, everyone remember that a week from today we're to meet up again." he addressed everyone in the room, before taking his leave.

Yuki shuddered slightly, he wasn't used to physical contact outside of Akise anymore, really. Everyone left the room, and he slumped against the wall, sliding to the floor. "What's wrong with me..?" he asked, head in his hands as he felt on the verge of sobbing. Why was this year so confusing for him? Friends...? Love interests? Doing lewd acts with another boy...he mentally slapped himself for thinking that one. His face burned at the very thought of Akise and himself. Speaking of- where was he? The bell was about to ring, and when Yuki finally composed himself enough to leave the room, Akise was nowhere in sight. Yuki made his way to class, wondering if they'd bump into each other again. When he looked up, his eyes went wide, "Akise..?"

"Oh. Hey, Yukiteru." Akise smiled, seeing Yuki's reaction to himself.

"Y-you're bleeding!" Yuki pointed to his hand.

Akise looked down at the wound, studying it as if this was the first time he'd heard of or seen it. "Ah, I guess you're right." he said casually, looking back at Yuki.

"Well come on! Let's get you to the nurses office!" Yuki didn't bother waiting for a response, and took Akise's good hand, leading him to the infirmary.

"It isn't that serious, Yukiteru." Akise reasoned with him, as the bell rang for their third period. "We're both missing class." he tried to pull his hand free of Yuki's grasp, only for Yuki to hold on tighter. The look he shot Akise made him immediately stop struggling.

"It's pretty bad- and pretty deep. It's not 'nothing' so stop trying to play it off as if you're not hurt. Yeah, you may be 'tough'..but you're not invincible." Yuki reasoned.

Akise was surprised when he saw Yukiteru tearing up over something so trivial as him bleeding. But he was right- he was downplaying the extent of his injuries just to make Yukiteru not worry. The palm of his hand was almost overflowing with blood, and the only reason that it was 'almost' doing that was because some of it was slipping through the slits of his fingers onto the floor. Hardly sanitary, and probably going to infuriate a janitor. "You're right." Akise reasoned, looking into Yuki's eyes, smiling as he walked through the doors with him, an alarmed female nurse began to instantly grill him with questions.

"This is a very deep laceration. I'll drop the issue- for now. But don't think you're off the hook, mister. If this was an attempt at self-harm we take that very seriously." Ms. Kazama warned, as she 'emptied' his hand into the trash bin, once again- hardly sanitary at all but who was he to question her? Using gauze, and a small amount of disinfectant, she paused "This is going to sting a little bit- ready?" when Akise nodded, she dabbed it on gently, he winced and his hand jerked slightly.

"Be careful!" Yuki called out, surprising all three of them.

"It's fine, Yukiteru." Akise reasoned, putting on a smile, the small dose of pain from the disinfectant this time around didn't hurt quite as much so he didn't flinch at all.

"Hardly 'fine'- but we're going to have to deal with that residual blood." Ms. Kazama stated, bandaging his wound carefully and tightly, small burst of red began to show through, until she put on a few more layers and bonded it together with medical tape. "It isn't the orderlies problem to deal with this- unfortunately; but mine. Amano would you mind staying here with the convenient amnesiac?" she asked. "I'll write you both notes to excuse the absence from class."

"Sure." Yuki readily agreed, before she smiled and nodded, walking out of the room.

"Crying for me.." Akise mused, he didn't think the pair of them were left behind 'coincidentally'. "You know..you're just too cute, Yukiteru." he said, cupping the other boy's cheek.

"I wasn't!" Yuki protested, a bit embarrassed at having been caught crying over something like this.

"You were worried for me." Akise said, correcting both of them, staring back at the boy who was looking at him curiously. The blush on Yuki's face was so adorable, even in his injured state he couldn't help himself, he leaned forward and kissed the boy.

"No.." Yuki murmured in between kisses, "This isn't- you're hurt." he pulled back and refrained from doing anything more.

"I'm fine now. And though you may say 'no' your body most certainly says otherwise." Akise said, pulling Yuki closer once again, shutting the curtains around the bed, even one handed he managed to undo Yuki's pants fairly well, slipping his uninjured hand in his underwear.

"D-don't.." Yuki protested again, his face growing redder in tint as he let out an involuntary moan.

"How could I stop when you're already like this? I'm not that cruel." Akise shrugged off the idea, as he slowly began to tug, silencing Yuki for the moment. It wouldn't be long until he reached his climax, Akise had actually figured out when it was about to happen when he studied his face. That- and the fact that Yukiteru didn't tend to last long in his grip. Yuki shuddered, and Akise felt that familiar moisture, wiping it off on a kleenex. "Feel better?" he asked, stopping Yuki's hand when he saw it reach for his pants. "I thought we had an understanding about this..." he mused.

"Why won't you let me touch you?" Yuki asked, his lip quivered slightly as his eyes teared up, "Please let me touch you!" he pleaded wholeheartedly as a few tears fell.

He was honestly so cute when he cried, Akise couldn't possibly refuse him. "When you ask like that..how could I dare say no?" he asked, obliging as he allowed Yuki to sloppily undo the button of his jeans, and lower his zipper. Everything he did from this point on was most definitely just him trying to figure out the basic 'mechanics' of things. The way his hand had a firm grip that was too firm and caused Akise to wince slightly, but Yuki noticed his reaction and relaxed it slightly. After every movement he made, his eyes always studied Akise's face to see if he was doing well- and while it was enjoyable to the white-haired boy, the constant 'start' and 'stop' motion killed the mood. "You're pretty terrible at this." Akise chided, an amused smile as he watched Yuki struggle.

"T-that's because..you promised to teach me." Yuki argued slightly, his flushed face made it clear he was severely embarrassed. But he definitely wasn't going to give up.

"If you continue to touch me like this; this is never going to end." Akise conceded. Yuki looked up at him, contemplating something for the moment, until he released his grip and pulled his other hand away, before taking it into his mouth. Akise hadn't been expecting that- his breath hitched for the moment as he felt the alien sensation. A hot, slick and pleasurable feeling that only seemed to intensify, as Yuki continued the action. Surprised at his own problems of 'holding back' at this point, he tried to stop before he came, pulling Yuki's head back, only for a portion of his face to be covered in the sticky white fluid. Yuki's face was one of pure surprise, as he touched it, staring in awe. "Doing something like this, while still being like that down here.." Akise mused, fixing his pants as he touched Yuki in the same place. "Would you like me to do the same for you?" he asked, Yuki nodded. "Trade spots with me." he instructed, bending on his knees as he once again undid Yuki's pants.