The scene takes place right before Orga's tragic trip to Chryse, when Mikazuki and him have time to talk in private while the pilot can move because he is connected to Barbatos. I couldn't conceive the anime without this scene -without a final confession between both Tekkadan members before their death.

"Atra and I are having a baby."

This blunt statement from Mikazuki activated an unknown sensation inside Orga. The white haired man suddenly felt a heat that burned his stomach and rapidly rose to his cheeks, joined by a tension in his whole body that made him tighten his knuckles.

"Oh", he answered, frowning. He was starting to understand what he was feeling, but he couldn't let his voice waver. "I guess… that's… nice."

Jealousy. The sole perspective of having Mikazuki, taken away from him… It had always been the two of them. Together. United by an everlasting promise.

And now, abruptly and with no warning, the black haired pilot was telling him he was his no more, that he belonged to another person. That he had made a new bond that should never be broken, because there was a new life involved in it.

Orga felt devastated.

"Hey", Mikazuki said after a few minutes. Orga realized he had been silent for a long lapse of time now. "What happens? Orga doesn't seem okay."

The taller man looked at his friend, inhaling deeply. He closed his eyes briefly and tried a convincing tone when he answered: "No, I'm fine. It's just… I wasn't expecting it."

Mikazuki submerged his blue orbs in the citrine ones of Orga. When he stared at him this way, with this expression that seemed so confusing or even scaring for the ones that didn't know the pilot, it took Orga's breath away. Because he knew he was the only one that was able to recognize what that sea of blue meant -Mikazuki was surprised, but ready to listen to him, ready to accept and welcome what he had to say.

Seconds that seemed quite long to Orga lingered between them, and he started to feel a bit nervous. Could Mikazuki know what he was feeling? He felt like the shorter male could read him, but -did he know anything about…

Orga looked away, sighing. This was love, what he felt for the pilot was love; it had been love all along. There was no one he would rather spend his life with than Mikazuki. He felt so comfortable with the idea of them being together, forever… With the black haired telling him he would always be by his side, because his life had began with him…

But did Mikazuki know anything about love? His line of thoughts was so simple, yet so complex at the same time. His relationships with the other members of Tekkadan was more cordial than friendly, because the black haired seemed always unreachable… Only accessible to him, Orga...

"Do you love her?", Orga suddenly said heatedly, not looking at his friend. He wasn't expecting this ondulation in his tone.

Mikazuki raised his eyebrows, surprised. "Well… I think she's nice. But what do you mean, if I would 'marry her' kind of love?"

Orga gulped. So Mikazuki did have a notion of what he was meaning to say and what he was feeling; a notion that when you love someone, you want to marry that person, and spend the rest of your life with her. Like what Orga wanted for him and his friend.

"Yeah, I guess", he answered, shrugging, avoiding the pilot's stare.

The latter seemed thoughtful. "I don't know", he finally answered after a few minutes. "She is good to me." He stayed quiet, frowning, as if his brain was trying to solve a very complicated formula. "But she's not like Orga", he finally sentenced simply.

The white haired man's heart sank. He dared look at Mikazuki. "What… what do you mean by that?"

The black haired did not answer. He just gave his friend another deep stare.

And suddenly, he leaned in, and his lips met Orga's.

Time seemed suspended. Through his wide-opened eyes, Orga looked incredulously at Mikazuki's closed ones, and he felt a fire within him that paralysed him.

The pilot leaned back, and looked at the taller man questioningly -maybe even a little bit guiltily. "I really wanted to do that. Did Orga get mad?", he asked in a hushed tone.

As a response, Orga, that had seemed to recover from his previous petrified state, took Mikazuki's face in his hands and crushed his lips against his, letting all his emotions flow into a long, meaningful, desperate kiss.

The black haired first seemed taken aback by this sudden affection, but then he followed Orga's passionate rhythm, grabbing the other's shoulders in a firm grasp. In this contact, Mikazuki leaned back and ended up on the floor -the wire that connected him to Barbatos conveniently accommodated behind his back-, with Orga on top of him, not stopping their fervorous kiss, rubbing their bodies against each other until both of them ran out of breath.

"Mika", whispered Orga, panting. His citrine eyes were wide open, between horror and fascination by what was happening.

"Orga", murmured Mikazuki. His eyes, on the contrary, were half-lidded, and invaded by a feverish hunger that wasn't there before. At this sight, Orga felt a very pleasant heat install itself under his stomach...

Mikazuki's body seemed boosted by a high temperature, because he quickly removed his jacket and his shirt, tossing them apart and taking care of Orga's garments -throwing his tie impatiently behind him- right after. The black haired looked at Orga's toned upper body, and attacked his neck, kissing and biting his flesh.

Orga closed his eyes and threw his head back, letting a moan escape his lips. He ran his hands on Mikazuki's hair and back, and then, driven by his pleasure, grabbed the shorter male's butt. He heard the pilot gasp at this contact, and right afterwards, he felt the other's hands between his legs.

Orga had never experienced such a sensation. His dick was completely hard, and he was hasty to do something about it. He opened his trousers' button, unzipped his zipper, and looked at Mikazuki panting, giving him a hesitating look. Was the pilot ready to do this?

As a response, Mikazuki took his own pants off, that were quickly joined by his boxers. Orga took his underwear off too, contemplating with fascination the other's huge erection.

The pilot looked at him in the eyes, and then, with a decisive look, went down and took the taller man's dick inside his mouth.

Orga let escape a loud gasp, followed by a moan that, a second later, he would have wished was a little quieter. But this sensation was too overwhelming. Mikazuki's hot mouth around him, was activating something inside him that was threatening to swallow him whole. Was there anything better than this?

He suddenly opened his eyes, that he had kept shut, to look at Mikazuki. The latter was looking at him through his half-lidded blue eyes that were full of something very, very sexy -they were full of lust. Lust for him. Lust for Orga.

"I'm coming… Mika, I'm coming!"

Orga took the other's face away from his member so he would not come inside his mouth. The pilot obeyed and moved his head, and the white haired gloriously orgasmed.

This was too much and it was something that Mikazuki had to feel too. So Orga moaned, "Mika… my turn. Let me do it … too."

The black haired looked intensely at him. "Okay, if Orga wants to."

Panting, Orga installed himself at Mikazuki's crotch's height, who leaned his body on the ground. The taller man breathed in, and swallowed his dick completely. He felt the latter gasp, and so he continued sucking like the pilot had with his own member.

"Orga…", moaned Mikazuki. "Oh, Or… ga…"

With this positive reaction, Orga started to suck more effusively, earning more moans from the black haired. He felt Mikazuki's hands grab his hair purposely gently -because it seemed that he wanted to push Orga's head further down his member. The white haired smirked and deepened his contact, barely touching the pilot's testicles, which made the black haired moan loudly. Finally the latter signaled him that he was coming too by taking the other's head away from his groin, and he ejaculated with a loud gasp.

"Orga", he murmured. "That felt… really good." He was panting. "I didn't know my body could make me feel things like this."

Orga smirked. "Didn't you come with Atra too when you gave her a baby?"

"It was not the same", Mikazuki answered, closing his eyes and leaning his head on the ground. Orga put himself on top of him, and the pilot started to caress his back and his hair in such a tender manner that the taller man completely relaxed.

Both stayed a few minutes like this, regaining their breaths, until Mikazuki grabbed Orga's butt and started poking his anus.

"Mika?", Orga asked, surprised. "What are you doing?"

"We're not done yet", Mikazuki smirked. "Let me try this."

The shorter male gently flipped their positions, and he started masturbating Orga. The man closed his eyes and gasped; the reaction was immediate: his dick hardened again. While he did this, Mikazuki spread Orga's legs and inserted a finger inside his hole. The taller man hissed, and tried to get accustomed to the intrusion. Then Mikazuki put a second digit, and he wiggled his fingers. Orga felt a pinch of pleasure and relaxed a bit more. Then the pilot added a third finger.

"Are you ready, Orga?" The black haired was coating his dick with the pool of semen that had erupted from it right before.

Orga looked at Mikazuki. The same arousal-blown eyes that had made him reach his orgasm were staring at him.

"Yes, Mika", he murmured with a smile, closing his eyes.

Mikazuki's dick made his way through Orga's entrance, and even if at first it was painful, when the pilot started moving all suffering went away.

"Fuck-!"

The white haired was experiencing an electrifying sensation throughout him each time the other reached his prostate. I guess that there was something better than what I felt before, he thought while he felt his friend taking him whole. His breaths were erratic, and he felt he had run miles and miles by the way his heart was furiously beating.

"Oh, Mika, harder! Fuck…", moaned Orga.

Mikazuki ensured a more vigorous rhythm and kissed Orga full the mouth.

Their lips never stopped their conexion, their whole bodies united by a passionate kiss that was willing to charge their encounter of all the emotions they felt.

Finally, with a last thrust, Mikazuki came, and Orga came a few seconds later. The first got out of the other's body and put his head on his shoulder, resting on him, panting. They stayed like this for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath.

"Orga", Mikazuki suddenly murmured.

"Yes, Mika?", Orga answered.

"I… don't really know what love is", the pilot admitted. "But I know I don't love Atra. I think… I think I'm in love with you", he finished rising his head to look at his friend deeply.

Orga smiled. "I think I'm in love with you too, Mika", he answered.

Satisfied with this answer, Mikazuki smiled too. Then he put his head on Orga's shoulder like he had before, and the latter held him in his arms.

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