Teinousha
Ohayo, guys… Sorry for the late updates--- I'm trying to prioritise writing my first ever MitKo in time for Mitsui's birthday, which is already on the 22nd. I have a week to finish this fic… After this, I'll go back to my regular drawing board.
Chapter one's up, minna-san… Please enjoy!!!
Warning: Lets of swearing (and I do mean, LOTS of 'em!); OOC alert??? and, I am sure my grammar are kinda shaky--- sweatdrop Gomen. Please just bear with me! Arigato!
Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimers Apply
===== Chapter One =====
Mitsui paced around the room, running to and fro with a broom in one hand, a duster in another. He had on a ridiculous apron, and patches and spots of dirt are all over him, but certainly not on the spotlessly clean room--- Mitsui made that one clear. Today was a perfect, special occasion, and he'd be damned if anything goes wrong...
Which reminds him...
Glancing at the wall clock hung in one of the walls of the large clean living room, he suddenly panicked at the sudden knowledge that it was already five to nine. Kogure would be arriving soon, and he had better get himself ready. Looking down at himself, he cringed and made to note that he badly needs a shower--- and fast!Passing by the kitchen behind the divider to the main room, he dumped all his ridiculous cleaning instruments on the nearest box shed, and disposing off the stupid apron on the nearest laundry basket, he creaked his neck and suddenly aching muscles from the tiring chore he's just done. He winced, inwardly regretting the fact that he hadn't tried cleaning his house before, and now that he did, it was straining to say the least, to try making everything spotlessly clean in a short span of time.
Making his way up the stairs and into his room, he proceeded to discard all his dirty clothes, and shot right under the showers, making sure that he used the soap for the first time in days. (Hehe) He even made to consider brushing his teeth (even his false one), and started shampooing his hair, though admittedly, his hair was just lovely as it is. It was really a very special occasion for him--- if he wanted everything to be perfect, he needs to include himself in the list.
Stepping off the shower, Mitsui then proceeded to rake through his closet for something to wear--- not too formal, but certainly not too… overly embellished. Clothes came flying in the air, as he found none of his clothes to look cool enough for him. He needed something that would show off his God-given perfect Adonis-type, lean male physique, and as going on his birthday suit was certainly out of the question and could very well scare off his best friend, he need something that would pull it off, without him appearing too naked and revealing…
He needed to look good! Something seductively alluring, that Kogure would not find any fault to resist him…
You see… he's going to try his luck in trying to hit on his bestfriend, and as he's sure Kogure would be the prudently sensible person that he is, Mitsui would need to be at his best and make Kogure realize that he's being serious about wanting the relationship--- that, and make Kogure want him too… Fortunately, he had three days at his disposal, wherein he can have Kogure all on his own--- meaning, without his parents, without Kogure's own parents, and certainly none of those slobbering idiots from the team…
Just him and Kogure--- all alone, and TOGETHER--- He'd be damned if that's not a perfect chance or what. He had it all planned out now--- his parents had gone on a sudden business trip, leaving him all alone with the house, and he had immediately asked Kogure to stay over for the weekends. Kogure had agreed at once in all his kind-hearted-angel-like glory, and had even greeted him Happy Birthday ahead of time.
And yeah, you heard it (or should I say, read it) right--- his birthday is on the coming Sunday, so it made his plan a whole lot more convincing. Kogure would never suspect he was planning something, but he never really expected the kindly man to be the suspicious type… Kogure was an angel, and he made all his trouble at looking presentable worth it.
Of course, with the coming of his birthday, he was hoping to get something worth cherishing from the occasion. He had three days to coax Kogure into something, and hopefully he will be able to at least conquer first base--- though admittedly, third base just sound soooo sweet… Maybe he can squeeze that one somewhere grin
But the point is… Kogure will be with him for the whole weekend--- He had every chance to do something about everything, and maybe, if he played his cards right, the probability of him and Kogure doing blink, blush and ahem won't be only a dream anymore… It was one thing to actually have those sort of dreams… It was another to suddenly wake up in reality, and get frustrated by the fact that you see that guy everyday--- touch him even--- and dream about him and you in the most… cozy situations, even with your eyes fucking wide open. It's kinda scary, actually--- You are near to nose bleeding, but you can't bloody do anything, coz the guy happens to be your best bud---
Well… until tonight, he is…
Mitsui was resolved to change that…
And it all starts with din---
Blink
FUCK!!!
With all his excitement over making sure everything was squeaky clean, he had forgotten the most important thing--- he hadn't made dinner yet, and Kogure was bound to arrive soon!
And, as if on cue, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Oh, Hell!!!
===== - =====
Mitsui nearly tripped as he tried to wear his pants on and answer the door at the same time. He was practically hopping in his steps, as doing two things at the same time nearly seemed impossible--- at least for him, it was. He had managed to put on one leg into the pant's hole, but putting the other one on, rather proved to be a difficulty. He nearly stumbled down the stairs from the effort--- fueled by his panic--- as he tried to make haste in opening the door.
He cursed, managing to hold tight to the stair railings, as he stepped on the hem of one pant leg, and nearly stumbled down in the process. He straightened up at once and tried to sort out things, putting on the pants first, before continuing his descent. A bright blue shirt was hanging from his right shoulder, and taking it, he wore it above his head, straightening out the ruffles, and combing through his hair, silently readying some form of speech--- courtesy of a small blue book he'd borrowed from the resident hentai of Kanagawa---and silently reminding himself to stay suave at all cost… he was getting nervous--- that one's got to go…
Taking a deep breath, he reached out for the door, as the ringing of the doorbell continued the infuriating noise. The door opened to reveal Kogure, a pleasant smile on his handsome face. Mitsui felt his heart suddenly constrict in his throat at the beautiful sight… "M-Min-kun…"
"Hisashi…" Brown, chocolaty eyes blinked behind the thick black rims of the man's glasses. The ever-present smile grazed the perfect rosebud lips… Mitsui couldn't help but suddenly remember certain dreams he once had--- something about those full red lips--- How, in his dreams, those lips felt and tasted soft and sweet. Deftly, he wondered if it was as sweet in reality, as his dreams consent him… of course, the good thing about kissing, is that it always starts the good part of most wet dreams… Mitsui's mind then decidedly got off track, and begun exploring into those scenes…
He didn't realize he was already beginning to stare; he did know, for one, that he was on the verge of openly drooling…
Kogure blushed a bit, and looked back confused eyes at intense blue ones… He gulped. "Hisashi? D-Daijobou desu ka?"
That brought back Mitsui's wandering mind back from Dream Land. He blinked a bit, before regaining his composure. "Hai…" he replied dreamily, grinning mischievously. "You look good today, Min-kun…" Rule number 1 in Mitsui's 'how to seduce your best bud' blue handbook, courtesy of the resident creep: Open flirting
"Wha-" a blush. "Oh… T-thanks."
"Won't you come in?" he opened the door a bit to let Kogure in, but he only gave little space for the bespectacled boy to pass through. That gave him the opportunity to 'accidentally' brush against the guy, as stated in Rule number two of his 'how to seduce your best bud' blue handbook: Accidental Touching (hypothetically) as much as possible.
Oh yeah… his moves are cool. Now, he knew for a fact that a certain spike head from Ryonan had used the same book in courting his own bud. He was not sure if said spike head had succeeded in the courting business or not--- nor did he cared--- There's a thin line between success and failure... That one's determination, and he's VERY determined, all right.
No sooner had Kogure stepped in, had Mitsui closed the door behind him, eyes following every movement of his best friend. Is it just him, or doesn't Kogure look… simply luscious? He's never bothered assessing his friend before--- mainly because his mind was busy thinking of something else--- but now, he did. Why haven't he noticed that beautiful backside before? Drool
Closing on the distance between them, Mitsui slung an arm around his friend's shoulder familiarly, making sure his breath tickle the man's ears as he spoke. "I'm so glad you could come, Min-kun…"
"Uh… uhm, hai!" There was a tinge of red in the bespectacled man's cheeks, and Mitsui secretly rejoiced at that. Modesty aside, seducing someone is easy!
He grinned. "Now, why don't we-"
An urgent ringing of the doorbell stopped what Mitsui was about to say. Cursing to himself, Mitsui hesitantly removed the arm comfortably slung over his friend's shoulder, and proceeded to open the door, his eyes readying to glare daggers on whoever was stupid enough to disturb him.The ringing continued annoyingly, even as he made to open the door. Outside, a boy of above thirteen was standing on a stacked up pile of boxes, vainly reaching out for the doorbell (the doorbell was situated high on the doorframe. sdrop).
Mitsui blinked down at him, and glared menacingly. The kid glared back with the same amount of hostility. "Look kid, I'm kinda busy right now, so don't bother me for a while. And while you're at it, I'm not buying anything, okay?"
"Uh… Mitsui-"
Kogure's voice at once made the scarred man look back. He half-forgotten about the kid, and promptly closed the door in the kid's face, making his way towards the bespectacled angel. "Yah, Min-"
The doorbell rang persistently again. Turning around at once, Mitsui forced open the door, and glared daggers at whoever was disturbing him again. It was the sodding, annoying kid--- (for the nth time, again). "What do you want? I said I'm not buying-"
"Nobu-kun!" Kogure sped past him, and conveniently went down on his knees to wrap his arms around the kid. "Gomen ne. I thought you were following me inside."
"Min-kun?" Mitsui asked, his handsome face sporting a wrinkle. "You know him?"
Kogure blinked a bit at that, before grinning rather sheepishly, and helping himself up, he positioned himself behind the child, with his arms gently laid on the child's shoulders. "Er… This is Nobu, my brother"
"Y-your brother?" Fuck! Kogure has a brother??? And worse, his brother is in here??? What is he doing here? "Er… has he come to say goodbye, Min-kun?"
Kogure winced a bit at that. He replied, smiling awkwardly. "Er… I forgot to tell you. My parents had gone off to some sort of meeting, and have left me in charge of Nobu-kun for a while. I can't possibly just leave him alone at home, so I decided to bring him along--- er, do you mind? It's only until tomorrow."
With the face, and the eyes--- who wouldn't melt into a pathetic puddle of mush? Mitsui practically melted, as he sucked in a breath of awe. Kogure's little smile was the type of smile that made one want to admire it, touch it, kiss it; a rare type of sweet guilty smile that made the fire inside him burn full force. He gulped, unaware that he was already openly gaping… "Uh… o-of course… He's very welcomed here--- Any of your brothers are welcome here…" He grinned.
Inwardly, he frowned, and made a note to dispose off the kid as soon as possible. It wouldn't do to have someone destroy everything for him--- but in the meantime, he just has to bear with the unconventionality. He has all the time later, anyway.
Kogure had smiled his sweet, flashy smile then. And for all it was worth, Mitsui was on the verge of adopting any more of the man's 'strays', just to see that smile directed at him.
He grinned rather toothily at that.
===== TBC =====
sweatdrop I know. I know. I totally butchered the story. Gomen. This is my first attempt at Mitko. Please don't kill me… Anyway, please review… Thanks!
ADVANCED HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MITSUI-SEMPAI!!!
Also, I'd like to thank Karin-chan for beta-ing this fic. If you guys found any errors here, I'll have you know that thanks to Karin-chan, the errors here are lessened a teensy little bit.
Love Ya, guys! Ya Rox!!!