(Meh! This is the Yaoi chapter I promised, not much... but hey, they're still in high-school... (yeah and when would that stop them?) #ahem# I miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight be tempted to write something more limey, depends on the reaction to this.)

Warnings and Disclaimer: I don't own it.

~Kiss~

"Konnichi wa Ayuru-sempai!"

Ayuru froze from where he was helping clean up the bleachers ~'ohhhhh shiiiiiit'~

"Ano... konnichi wa Chuin-kun"

"I'm here to help with clean up"

Ayuru mentally groaned and sent a silent message to Seiryuu

~Dear Seiryuu

This is Ayuru, you know the reincarnation of Nakago, the guy who you screwed the life up if and who wanted to be a god? Well you seem to be screwing it up again... I DO NOT like mental torture. Please stop this insanity and make sure I'm sane for the new-year.

Yours truly, Ayuru~

"Ano... Ayuru-sempai"

"Hai?"

"What do I do?"

"Just pick up the rubbish and put in the bags."

Chuin nodded and got to work. Thus Ayuru went through even more mental torture, having to put up with Chuin bending down to pick up rubbish, the black pants of the uniform fitting him perfectly ~'Cold shower when I get home... VERY cold shower'~

When all was done they stood facing each other, lost for words. Ayuru took a deep breath and felt a familiar coolness wash over his mind, the part of Nakago that still survived.

"Thank you for your help Chuin-kun"

"Your welcome Nakago... Ayuru-sempai"

Ayuru froze, staring down at Chuin with shock ~'Nakago?'~ Chuin shifted uneasily beneath his gaze and wet his lips nervously. Ayuru closed his eyes at the sight and suddenly a though washed over him.

~'I can't let go of Tomo physically, or emotionally... can I?.......... awww what the hell, kiss him... cause if he licks his lips one more time nervously you're gonna do a lot worse.

Like what?

Like screwing him on the side of the bleachers before he even knows his cloths have left him...

ahhh better kiss him then.'~

"Ayuru-sempai?" Chuin cursed his slip and waited for Ayuru to come out of his thoughts, ready for any reaction Ayuru might throw at him.

What he wasn't ready for was Ayuru to take a step forward, trapping him against the bleachers and bending down to take a hold of his chin.

"A...Ayuru?" Ayuru didn't even blink as he watched the softly coloured lips part in surprise. He bent down quickly, feathering his lips against the ones below him, then finding that wasn't enough, catching the quivering lips below him in a proper exploratory kiss.

So hot, and soft. Ayuru suppressed the soft groan that wanted to escape from his throat. His tongue explored Chuin's mouth and was greeted by Chuin's own tongue, while his hand reached up to run through (very) long silver-black hair that was as soft as silk. A soft whimper brought him back to reality as he felt Chuin's body arch against his.

It was moving to fast, and they were in public. Slowly withdrawing he looked down at Chuin's now flushed pale face, swollen lips and mussed hair and thought for a moment that this was the most beautiful sight he'd seen for while. ~'Well there was that one time in the changing rooms when I walked into Chuin in the shower'~

"Ayuru?" he smiled "love you" he whispered in Chuin's ear and felt Chuin's smile against his neck "love you too... kiss me again?" Ayuru was only too happy to comply.

They didn't even look up when Dokun came around the corner of the bleachers, blushed crimson and turned back around.

They didn't want to break the kiss, they'd waited to long.

~Owari... or is it?~