Disclaimer: I do not own PoT in any way and I am by no means profiting from writing this besides my own personal entertainment.

Note: This chapter is one side of the day. The next chapter is the same day, just a different focus. This is focused on Atobe & Oshitari (I swear that relationship ends soon and I get back to the main pair; Atoji).

Note II: I'm sorry for the incredibly late update, I actually meant to post this a few days ago, but my internet got all screwed up and then it wouldn't let me post it for some weird reason so I had to copy and past it into one of my previous documents to get it to upload. Freaky, right?

Chapter 13

Atobe's breath came out in jagged pants as Oshitari nibbled on his ear. Atobe tried to push him away, but he wasn't exactly able to. Atobe groaned out of pleasure and pain, and then fell onto his back. He watched Oshitari slowly lick his fingers and reach for his legs.

"Oshi-"

A loud crash that rang through the air prevented Atobe from finishing. Oshitari smirked when Atobe sat up. He pushed his captain back down and grabbed his legs again.

"Get the hell off, Oshitari!"

The tensai purred into his air and then giggled when Atobe turned beat red. "Oh, come on, Atobe."

Atobe shook his head and swung his legs around –hitting Oshitari in the temple in the process –and got off on the other side of the counter. Atobe fixed his pants which Oshitari had taken off half way against his will, and went upstairs. Oshitari followed behind him and didn't let Atobe go until he kissed him.

"No. I won't." Atobe shook his wrist away and closed the door behind him as he shook his head.

"Atobe-san?" Kabaji asked as he turned on the light. Atobe knew it was Kabaji who had opened the door because there was no other reason for him to be up.

Atobe rubbed his forehead and then sighed. "Go to bed, we'll talk tomorrow."

Kabaji nodded, slightly confused, and turned off the light as Atobe pulled off his pants and shirt and pulled the covers over his body.

*

"Keigo. Keigo. Keigo!"

Atobe's eyes shot open and his body shot up with it. He rubbed his head as an excruciating pain shot through it in jolts. He looked at his mother and furrowed his brow.

"Where are we?"

Then she walked in with her father and Kabaji.

"Megumi-chan… Munihero-kun…" His mother smiled.

The petit brunette smiled and kissed Atobe's forehead. "Hey, Keigo. You look like crap."

Atobe huffed. "Stop talking about yourself."

She smiled and patted his back. Hard.

*

Atobe arched into Jirou's touch as he rubbed his back in an attempt to wake him up. "Megumi…"

Jirou blinked and pulled his hand away. He took a few steps back and then fell onto Kabaji's bed. Jirou was happy the second year had already gotten up. Jirou pushed himself back up and got back into his bed. He really needed a nap.

Since when does Atobe have a girlfriend…?

Atobe pried his heavy eyes open and watched Jirou shift in his "sleep." He smiled to himself and then got up and got to his dresser. He slipped on new boxers, jeans, and a sweatshirt. He really didn't feel like getting a shower because it was –he glanced at the clock – noon.

"Noon?" Atobe asked himself, slightly amused that he managed to not have Oshitari rape him during the night.

He stifled a yawn as he walked down the stairs only to see Hiyoshi and Ohtori passed out by the fireplace. He walked up to the man he would give "his" team to and poked his shoulder gently. Hiyoshi sat up and let out the longest groan Atobe had ever heard.

"What time is it?" he asked as he rubbed his eyes.

Atobe eyed the ground around him curiously and raised an eyebrow. "I just found you and Ohtori-kun passed out downstairs with bottles of mountain dew and bags of Doritos and you want to know what time it is?" Hiyoshi nodded nervously. "Noon. I would suggest you wake up Ohtori and get dressed."

Atobe walked into the kitchen after Hiyoshi nodded at him. He made a beeline for the fridge, figuring he would just skip lunch and send a report to Sakaki while everyone headed down to the lake to go swimming with real swimsuits this time.

Atobe went back upstairs and tossed his yogurt into a trashcan in the corner before going into his room. Before he could open the door Jirou walked by and apologized as he hit Atobe's shoulder accidently. Atobe nodded and then pulled the door shut behind him. He pulled open his laptop and then opened up his email. Before he knew it Kabaji had walked in and told them it was time to go to the lake.

"Tell Tezuka and Yukimura that I'm not going," Atobe said bluntly. "I have work."

Kabaji waited before responding, something he usually didn't do unless he disagreed. "Hiyoshi is staying behind already, so is Ohtori."

Atobe raised an eyebrow at the boy. When Kabaji didn't even flinch Atobe sighed and closed his laptop. He got downstairs and saw that Hiyoshi and Ohtori weren't there.

"Where are they?" Atobe asked. "Everyone is supposed to go."

Kirihara huffed. "Were you?"

"Akaya," Yukimura said firmly. The ace mumbled an apologize and Atobe said he better not do it again. Yukimura turned back to Atobe and said, "I believe that Hiyoshi-kun is not feeling well. Something about not being able to leave the toilet?"

"God, Inui, did you give them anything to drink?" Eiji asked as he nudged the taller boy. He denied all accusations.

"They were up late and ate nothing but chips and soda, no wonder he doesn't feel well," Atobe said as he pointed over his back to the fireplace.

Shishido furrowed his eyebrow, he was slightly confused. "Choutarou was in bed when I was. What were they doing?"

"I don't know," he lied.

Mukahi raised his hands up and then slapped them against his waist to get their attention. "You people are pathetic! Just go ask them!" No one offered and Mukahi mimicked his earlier motion. He ran up the stairs, right past Ohtori who was coming down, and to the bathroom. He heard several noises that did not sound human and then grimaced.

"Piyo?" Mukahi asked with a huge smile on his face. "You doing something dirty?"

Hiyoshi rolled his eyes. "No, sempai. I just don't-" he gagged again.

Mukahi sighed. No way someone could fake that (that he knew of). "Are you sure you don't want us to stay behind?" Mukahi asked. Hiyoshi said something softly, but Mukahi couldn't hear him. "Are you sure you don't want us to stay behind?" Mukahi asked again.

Hiyoshi yelled, "I'm sure! Choutarou is already staying behind so I'll be fine!"

Mukahi nodded at the door and then sprinted downstairs just in time to hear Atobe say someone else needed to stay. Ohtori said he was already staying and by that time Atobe knew something was up. If they were up all night and staying together again then they knew something or were just secretly dating, which he doubted.

"Someone else should stay," Atobe said again.

Yukimura sighed and looked at his watch. "Listen, Atobe, if we don't go now then we won't be able to stay long if he want to get back in time for dinner."

"Yukimura's right," Jirou said out of the blue.

Atobe thought for a second and then agreed. He walked into the kitchen as Ohtori waved them goodbye. Atobe reached for a bottle of water and sat at the table. He unscrewed the cap and gasped for air after taking a long sip. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts.

"God, you said you would call right back! What the hell took so long?" the girl asked after picking up after the first ring.

Atobe laughed. "Who took so long?"

"…Keigo?"

Atobe smiled to himself. "Yes, Megumi, it's me. You never answered my question."

She laughed into the phone and that's when Atobe realized he really did miss the sound of her voice. "What if I told you I was waiting for a booty call?"

"I would believe you," Atobe said with no hint of amusement in his voice.

He heard her shuffling papers on the other side as she talked to someone else who was probably in the room. "Sorry, I need to go to a meeting right now. We can catch up later. Are you at your house or one of your cottages or whatever the hell your asshole dad calls them?"

Atobe really wondered if she would still call his dad such rude terms if she didn't know what he did to his mother. "Why?"

"So I know when to call you dumbass! If you're at home then you're going to school, but if you're not then I can call you whenever."

"My aunt's house, the one by the lake."

"'Kay, I'll call you later."

Atobe said goodbye quickly and then hung up. He sighed and rested his head on the table. She really was weird. Atobe lifted his head only to find Oshitair's lustful gaze. He really wasn't in the mood. Megumi did that to him, but Oshitari was just… impossible.

"Go away," Atobe said as he stood up and walked out of the room. Oshitari grabbed Atobe's wrist as he left the kitchen. "There are other people here, Oshitari."

The tensai smirked anyways. "Let's go upstairs…" He trailed off as he dragged Atobe up the stairs. Atobe was smart enough to know that Oshitari was stronger than him and could probably break his wrist if he wanted, so Atobe showed little physical resistance. Verbal, however, was a different story. Atobe had never said that many profanities before in his life. He actually hoped Ohtori and Hiyoshi would hear them.

"Stop, Oshitari," Atobe pleaded as he pushed Atobe onto the bed.

Oshitari smirked again and didn't stop. He didn't stop touching him. He couldn't stop kissing him. He couldn't stop forcing him. He didn't want to stop forcing him.

Then, sometime between a kiss and a groan, Shishido and Mukahi were screaming for them. Oshitari walked out of the room and Atobe stayed there, trying to find his shirt and dignity. A second later Mukahi and Oshitari came in and the blue haired bastard (Atobe's mental choice of words at the time) acted like they had just caught Atobe doing something dirty by himself. Mukahi teased his captain, but then Oshitari said that they couldn't find Hiyoshi or Ohtori.

Atobe swung his feet off the edge of the bed and joined them in searching for the second years. They ran into Shishido downstairs and then decided that they had to be outside, they had looked everywhere. They split into teams of two, Mukahi and Oshitari were to stay behind with Jirou and Atobe to make sure they didn't come back. Jirou had wanted to protest, but he really did need a shower; his hair had gotten covered in mud from the lake.

Atobe watched Mukahi go upstairs, Oshitari go out front, and Jirou begin to head for the stairs. Atobe sighed and walked out back, hoping a nap in the sun would help. He sat down and then he heard Mukahi yell. He ran upstairs and bumped into Oshitari. He ignored the fact that Oshitari had pushed him out of the way to get to his boyfriend's room first because when he opened the door he did not want to be within punching distance of Mukahi...

He looked pissed.

A/N: The chapter after this is also done so I'll update sometime during the week too. Oh, and it was Mukahi who was pissed. The next chapter is this same day, only it shows what Hiyoshi and Ohtori were doing.