Ok, the long awaited has finally arrived! Sorry if didn't depict their characters well, cos' i personally am not a fan of this pairing, so i'm not really familiar with it. Anyways, enjoy, and after that, drop me some comments. Sankyuu!

Disclaimer: I do not own POT.

Hyotei: Case 3

Shishido walked towards the clubroom, surprised to see Ootori already standing in front of the door. He thought he was early, but seems like Ootori was even earlier. He walked up to the taller boy to realize that his face was bright crimson.

"Hey what's up? Your face is so red."

"Shi-shi-Shishido-san! Ah… erm… inside… Ah no! Don't go inside!"

The boy was pointing to the clubroom door in a frenzy, tongue all tangled up. Shishido was about to ignore his comment and reach for the door knob when Ootori grabbed his hand.

"No… don't go inside!"

"What's inside?"

"Um… it's just not nice to go in now…"

Shishido stared at the flustered boy in confusion. He never knew there was a 'nice' time to go into the clubroom, and that now was the 'not nice' time to go in. He decided to go ahead with his actions, and used his free arm to open the door. Ootori tried to stop him once again, but failed. The door flung open and Shishido gaped at what he saw. Clothing and shoes were strewn over the floor, making up two complete sets of Hyotei Junior High's boy's uniform. And tangled in the middle of the mess were Oshitari and Mukahi, passionately making out, oblivious to the duo standing openly at the doorway. They were all over each other, rolling about in the mess of fabrics, scantily covered by only their underwear. Ootori shyly looked in and turned one shade darker, looking away instantly.

"What the hell?! Go get a room, for crying out loud!"

"Ah! Th-they s-still had their pants on a moment ago…"

Oshitari stopped biting Mukahi's neck and looked up at the chestnut-haired boy. Mukahi sent the said boy a death glare.

"This IS a room."

"Do it in your OWN room. You'd better pack up before Atobe comes, or you'll be running till your legs give way. Your can jolly well forget about making out by then."

Shishido mercilessly kicked away the stray pieces of clothing obstructing his way and strode into the clubroom, making his way towards his locker. He turned around to realize that Ootori was still standing outside.

"Choutarou! Are you intending to stand there till practice ends?"

"Ah, sumimasen!"

The younger boy looked into the room once more to see that Mukahi and Oshitari were already off the ground and dressing up. Slightly returning to his normal shade, he cautiously walked into the clubroom and headed for his locker as well.

"Are you alright, Choutarou?"

"Uh, hai."

The older boy smirked.

"You still haven't got used to those two?"

"Huh? Got used? I… um…"

The shade of pink was returning to the younger boy's cheeks. By then, Mukahi and Oshitari had dressed up and walked to their lockers as well. The redhead slung his arm around Ootori's shoulder and leaned against the taller boy.

"Shishido is right this time… haven't you got used yet? And I thought we were doing it often enough, ne Yuushi?"

The bespectacled boy just gave a mischievous smirk and started changing into his jersey. Shishido ignored that comment, not wanting to start an argument with the redhead, remembering what happened the last time he did. Mukahi was unsatisfied that he wasn't getting a response. He leaned closer to the taller boy and spoke softly, but loud enough so that Shishido could hear it.

"So… how often do you two make out?"

"Huh? Who? Make out?"

"Tsktsk… don't be shy, it's ok to tell me. I know there's definitely something between you and Shishido."

"Shishido-san?! Ano… We're not… you know…"

"Oh alright, since you're so shy, I'll tell you first, then you tell me. Fair deal isn't it? Saa… Yuushi and I make out everyday. Sometimes more than once, even. Ok, your turn."

"Shut your gag, Mukahi! Stop annoying him."

"Oh oh oh… the seme has spoken! Worried for your cute little uke huh?"

"What seme and uke? Stop polluting the air around here! Not everyone is horny like you two."

"Why, what a nice compliment! Did you hear that, Yuushi? He just said that we are horny."

The navy-haired boy smiled slightly and walked over to Shishido. He stared firmly into the shorter boy's eyes, as though seeing right through him.

"Aren't you two together, you and Ootori? I thought you long should have been…"

"Shut up, Oshitari. It's none of your business."

"Hmm… you haven't taken the initiative I see. Don't tell me you want to be the uke."

Shishido glared fiercely into the Hyotei tensai's eyes and grabbed his collar.

"I told you to shut up."

The door flung open and the honourable Buchou sashayed in, closely behind was the gigantic Kabaji.

"What's going on in here? Shishido! Oshitari! Kabaji, break them apart."

"Usu."

Oshitari dusted his shirt as though Shishido had dirtied it. Shishido glared at Oshitari, then at Atobe, then back at Oshitari.

"Fighting in the clubroom. Such audacity! Get out there now, 80 push-ups!"

Ootori was about to go up to Atobe and tell him it was a misunderstanding, but was stopped by Mukahi.

"Oi, what do you think you're doing? If you go to him, we'll all get push-ups too."

"But…"

"Don't 'but'. It's better isn't it, that Shishido has stronger arms?"

The redhead deliberately put emphasis on the words 'stronger arms', and grinned like a Cheshire cat. The younger boy didn't know what to say. A tint of pink washed over his cheeks, causing Mukahi to laugh. Mukahi leaned in towards Ootori's ear and whispered.

"You like Shishido, don't you?"

Ootori's eyes shot wide open, and his previous blush deepened several shades. He tried to offer a response, but got all tongue tied. Before he could successfully say something, the redhead spoke again.

"Tell you what. Go visit www. fanfiction. net, read it together. And, remember to thank me if it works out."

"fanfiction. net? What's that?"

Mukahi nodded and put a finger over his lips, indicating that it was a secret. Smiling happily, he made his way out of the clubroom, leaving a totally confused Ootori standing in there.


After practice.

Done changing, Shishido slung his bag over his shoulder and exited the clubroom. Ootori quickly took his belongings and ran after him.

"Shishido-san!"

"Choutarou? What's the matter?"

"Um… Are you free… now?"

"Yes…"

"Do you mind dropping by my house for a while?"

"Ok. Let's go."


Ootori Residence.

"Hey you haven't told me why you wanted me over."

Ootori typed in the web address Mukahi had told him about.

"Well, Mukahi-san told me to visit this website together with you…"

"Is it fanfiction. net?"

"Aa! How did you know?"

"Oshitari told me the same thing."

"Oh… do you mind reading it then?"

"I guess I won't mind, if you want to."

The younger boy blushed slightly and clicked randomly clicked on a ShishiTori title. After reading for less than five minutes, the chestnut-haired boy fumed and stood up.

"What the hell?! I knew they it wouldn't have been something good."

"Shishido-san…"

He looked at the fair-haired boy. The boy looked like he felt hurt and disappointed.

"You think its bad? I… I don't mean the website, but… I mean whatever happened in the story…"

It took awhile for Shishido to register what Ootori was trying to say.

/The story? What happened in the story? Right, I was kissing Choutarou, and then I pinned him against the wall and then… Oh shit! I think I just blew my chance. Damn!/

A faint shade of pink crept up the older boy's cheeks now that he knew what Ootori was driving at. He reprimanded himself for being such an idiot and forced himself to think of a fast solution that would salvage the situation.

"Um… No, it's not that. It's just that…"

/Oh heck, I'll just kiss him first./

He wrapped his hands around Ootori's neck and pulled the taller boy down, successfully stealing a kiss from the innocent lips. A full-blown blush covered the taller boy's cheeks as he realized what was happening.

"S-s-Shishido-san?"

"Sorry."

"Huh?"

"Did I scare you?"

"Um… yes… no… no!"

Shishido laughed at the bewildered Ootori.

"I… I thought you didn't like what was on the website?"

"Its not that… I just… wanted to do it my own way."

He leaned in a placed a soft kiss on Ootori's cheek. The younger boy blushed again and smiled shyly as he stared into Shishido's stunning brown eyes.

"Does that mean that… we're together now?"

"Only if you don't mind."

Ootori smiled brightly.

"I don't. Oh! Mukahi-san reminded me to thank him."

"What?!"

-owari for now-


DnKS-giRLs, Vicadin-Tea: Yes, i will be writing a SandaYukimura chapter... probably the chapter after next. pls keep reading. thanx!