Title: Twister

Author: Yaoi Pocky

Rating: PG

Summary: Jakotsu convinces Bankotsu to play a game. AU

Disclaimer: Uh, no.

"Please oo-aniki!" Jakotsu wheedled, Bankotsu sighed. How had he gotten himself into this situation? Yet Jakotsu's puppy-dog eyes indicated that he truly thought the other man would play Twister with him. And he was right; Bankotsu could never resist those puppy-dog eyes for long. Jakotsu was just as manipulative as the women he claimed to hate.

Bankotsu sighed again; his fate was sealed, "Alright Jakotsu," he told the overly exuberant man. Bankotsu swore that he was sometimes worse than a toddler.

"Yay! Thank you Ban-chan!" The black haired man exclaimed with all the jubilation of someone who had just won the lottery. He grabbed Bankotsu's braid and pulled the shorter man toward the game board he had already set up.

"Itai! Watch the hair Jakotsu!"

"Sorry. Do you know how to play?"

"Yes, let's get this over with." Bankotsu said with all the enthusiasm of a man being lead to the guillotine.

"Okay, since we don't have someone to spin for us we'll choose for each other." Jakotsu's unbridled happiness triggered Bankotsu's fight or flight instinct, and he found himself struggling to stay calm.

"I'll go first." Jakotsu told him, "Where should I go?"

"Uh… left foot blue."

Jakotsu cackled in a most sinister way.

And thus the came continued: Bankotsu trying to get away from the other man, and Jakotsu trying to get as close to Bankotsu as possible, in some twisted parody of cat and mouse.

After eight turns Bankotsu was trying hard not to hyperventilate. Jakotsu had managed to twist himself around Bankotsu in a rather unsettling way.

At twelve turns things went horribly wrong. Jakotsu had twisted himself around Bankotsu in such a way that if the shorter man called out left foot green Jakotsu would fall. And Bankotsu, in an attempt to end the game quickly, called out just that. Sure enough his opponent fell, unfortunately for Bankotsu he managed to bring down both of them. Somehow in the tangled mess of limbs that resulted, the two men's lips pressed together…

At that exact moment the door opened. Suikotsu's cheerful greeting died on his lips and Renkotsu's eyes attempted to take over his face, his jaw dropped to the floor as he stared in abject horror at the scene displayed before him.

"Twister, Jakotsu, puppy-dog eyes, NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!"

Suikotsu smiled knowingly at Bankotsu's garbled attempt to explain himself. Renkotsu looked like he was about to be violently ill.

"Sorry to bother you Bankotsu, we'll come back later!" Suikotsu told his leader cheerfully before dragging Renkotsu out and closing the door behind him.

"Isn't Twister fun oo-aniki?" Jakotsu asked him, still cheerful as ever.

Bankotsu groaned and put his face in his hands; he'd never live this down.