A/N: Behind Closed Doors Chapter: Senri and Takuma.
"Ugh…" Senri recognized the annoyed, peppy voice. "You stink."
"Like you don't smell." He muttered under his breath. Touya flicked his ear, snickering.
"I saw you and Takuma –"
"Ri…" He sighed and rested his head on her shoulder. Confused, she draped her arm around him, rubbing his arm. He squeezed his eyes shut.
"Babe… What's going on? Did he use you?"
"I'm not…" He audibly swallowed. "I'm not a good person."
"You're not even a person." She giggled at her own joke. Senri wrapped his arms around her waist, his nails digging in. "Right, right."
He was silent for quite a while. Touya started stroking his hair. "What's wrong?
"Nothing." He lied. "Just missed my Rima."
"Ugh, you're being sweet." She scrunched her nose, pushing him off.
"Course. I missed you." He squeezed her momentarily.
"I'm leaving –"
"That's the problem with you, Rima." He stood and walked to his liquor cart.
"What exactly is wrong with who I am?" She asked, leaning against the couch.
"You'd prefer if people didn't care about you. Emotions are temporary." He poured himself a brandy. "It's why you only mess around with humans. Easier to disappear."
"Mm…" Her reflection turned its head. "The exact opposite to you."
Senri nodded, pouring her a glass and offering it to her. This was the first time she studied him. "You've been sleeping with him, right?"
"Sleeping, screwing…"
"You must be really pissed with Zero-kun."
"Not particularly." He turned his head from her. "You and I both know Takuma's darker desires."
"Yes…"
"And, what I've done to Kain…"
"What did you do to Akitty?"
Senri didn't meet her gaze. As much as he knew Touya cared about him, she wouldn't hesitate to turn on him if she knew the full truth. Still… The guilt was eating him. "… I introduced him to Lee."
Insulted him. Played him. Ruined him. He shook the thoughts from his head. Touya rested her hands on his shoulders, the big blue eyes fixated on his. "All you did was introduce them. Akitty made his own decision."
Still, Senri hunched his shoulders, the roiling in his stomach setting off a shudder. Touya lifted his head. "Why aren't you mad at Zero-kun when you love Takuma? Unless…"
"No. Not everyone gets a happy ending, darling."
"Well, what are you doing, then?"
"… I'm hoping it'll subdue the worst of it."
"… Out of the goodness of your heart, you're taking it?" Senri blushed. Touya giggled. "Kinky bastards."
"Hey! That was mine."
She shrugged. "Mine, now."
"One more round." Ichijou panted, dragging his fangs down Senri's arm. Senri moaned softly, already stirring with lust. He flipped them over, Ichijou's eyebrow rising. Impatiently, Senri forced his way past Ichijou's lips, trapping his head.
"Only if I'm on top." He whispered. Ichijou groaned, sitting up as he wrapped his arms around Senri's waist.
"Slowly?"
"Mm…" His fingers ran through Ichijou's hair, the blonde pressing a chaste kiss to his shoulder.
"I've missed you…" He whispered into Senri's skin. The brunette closed his eyes, inhaling Ichijou's scent.
"Tell me. Does Kiryuu even compare?"
Ichijou snorted. "He's a masochist."
"Just your type."
"My type?" He arranged them so Senri sat on his lap, intertwining their fingers. "My type is… Smaller frame… Quiet… Blunt… Willing…"
"You're just trying to flatter me."
"Is it flattery if it's true?" He leaned in, sighing softly as Senri turned away. "You're still mad at me and I don't know why."
"… Maybe we should only focus on Kaname's plan –"
"Fuck Kaname." Ichijou covered his mouth though, the annoyance on his face confirmed the sentiment. "I'm tired of doing whatever Kaname wants. For once, I want to screw my boyfriend –"
"I'm not your boyfriend."
"Lover? Friend with benefits?"
"Exes." Senri rolled off of him, setting his feet on the floor.
"I don't accept that." He wrapped his arms around Senri's frame. "Stay with me."
"Takuma, no."
"Senri, yes." He turned the brunette's face toward him, dragging his thumb across his lip. Senri wet his lips, inadvertently licking Ichijou's thumb. "Please."
"I hate it when you beg."
"You used to love it." Senri lowered his head as Ichijou lifted himself, stroking Senri's hair. The playful tone dissipated. "But seriously… Stay with me."
The brunette started searching for his clothes. "Senri… Please…"
Ichijou wrapped his hand around Senri's wrist. It took all of Senri's willpower not to fall back between the sheets. "Just tell me what I can do."
"It's not you. It's me." He tore out of Ichijou's grasp, his usual bored expression his armor.
"Coffee?" Touya offered, the early morning shoot affecting both of them.
"Yeah." He sipped from the cup as she collapsed into the chair next to him.
"Takuma's been texting me." She spoke after quite a while. "Did you really use the whole it's not you bull?"
"Yeah."
"If you don't want to talk –"
"Rima…" He sounded pathetic to his own ear.
"I don't get it, Senri. You love Takuma. You've always had great chemistry with him."
"That's why." Senri muttered.
"Why?"
He sighed, turning to face her, almost laughing at the dark sunglasses covering her eyes. "We both know it. But…"
"He still hasn't said it?"
He slouched in his seat. "I figured the time apart might clue him in… Or seeing me with Kain… Or with Lee… Maybe he needs me to hurt him…"
"Honestly, you two act like three year olds." She shook her head. "Tell him. Straight up. Like, 'oi, asshole! If you love me, say it. If not, kiss my ass'."
Senri spat out his coffee, the hot liquid spewing out his nose. "That sounded like Rima but, the words chosen were –"
"I've been hanging out with Kaito and Zero too much." She admitted. "But, the sentiments the same."
Senri smirked. "I like ruthless Rima. She's never wrong."
"I was never wrong to begin with!"
"Mm… And, you and Sayori?"
"You…" She glared at him. "Little jerk."
A/N: Probably trashed tomorrow. But, considering the most I had was Ichijou begging, not bad me. Also, I felt like I had a chance to have some fun with Touya and Shiki and explore their relationship as coworkers and friends. Or, at least, begin to... Especially for future chapters.