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Chapter 2

Temptation

I was awake at six-thirty. Well, actually, I had been awake for half an hour, but not really doing anything. I picked up three rolls and the suitcase I had packed the previous night. I left for school, knowing that I would be there early. But I wanted to see Niwa-kun as he rushed in at the last minute, bumping into people as he came.

When I arrived, the teacher wanted some errands done, so I did them. Fifteen minutes later, at 6:55, other people began showing up. By 7:05, everyone was there but Niwa-kun. I knew he would get here, just not on time. We waited for the also-late bus. At 7:15, Niwa-kun showed up, panting and grinning.

"Yogata." he said. "I though you guys had left for sure."

"The bus is later than you." I told him. "We probably would have left without you." I don't know why I was so mean to him sometimes. Even as I said the things, I wanted him.

Finally, at 7:26, the bus showed up. Apparently, the teacher had been half-asleep when she called, and told him to arrive at 7:30. Everyone moaned. The teacher was supposed to be the responsible one, but all of us were more mature than she could ever be.

We all got onto the bus, sitting with our roommates. On the bus, the teacher explained what would happen.

"We will be at the resort for two weeks. However, if you are exceptionally bad, you will be sent home and your parents told the truth about where we are." Our parents all thought that we were going to some shrine place do to religious work for the monks and learn that sort of stuff. But that was a cover-story. We would be at a hot springs resort.

"We will arrive at the airport in an half an hour. From there, it will be a five-hour flight to our hotel. At the hotel, we will eat lunch and unpack. While we are at the hotel, you must stay on your gender's side of the hot springs, there will be no baby-making, and you will check into your room every twenty-four hours. If you want to leave the hotel, you have to take your partner with you. The mini-bars have been emptied, so there will be no drinking. I will meet you today, one week from today, and on the Tuesday we leave."

She won't be watching us? Well, I'm not complaining.

When we arrived at the airport, we had to rush onto the plane as fast as possible, as it was already closing the doors. It was only Daisuke's loudness that saved us.

I sat next to him on the plane. I had the window and he had the aisle. I watched him. He was feeling his thigh, almost as if he was teasing me. He moaned and stopped. I looked down and tried to think of something other than him making that same noise below me. Something other than my hand on those feminine thighs.

((Daisuke's POV))

I was trying to find a pocket. I knew I had one.

No you don't. You're wearing the only pair of shorts without pockets you have.

"Damn!"

I moaned. This wasn't my day. My alarm had failed me once again, so I had missed breakfast and I had been late, and Hiwatari had been mean to me, and now I didn't have a pocket to put my money in.

Why do you even care if creepy boy is nice to you? He's not nice to anyone.

"I don't."

It's on your list of bad things that happened today.

"That's one of the lesser things."

The other stuff doesn't matter, though. This isn't the first time it's happened. Are you worried about sleeping with creepy boy?

"He isn't a fruit!"

Then what's he doing?

I looked over at him. He was looking down, and I think he might have been blushing.

"Hiwatari-kun?"

No response.

I put a hand on his shoulder and tried again. "Hiwatari-kun?"

((Satoshi's POV))

"Hiwatari-kun?"

I ignored him.

He put a hand on my shoulder and tried again. "Hiwatari-kun?"

I resisted the urge to kiss him. He was so feminine, yet so non-girly at the same time. It was intoxicating to be near him. I was addicted.

He put his other hand on my other shoulder and attempted to get my attention. "Hiwatari-kun?" I got the feeling that the attention I wanted to give his wasn't the kind of attention he wanted.

I cleared my mind and looked at him, hoping I wasn't blushing enough to be noticed. "What?" I snapped. I wished I could be nicer to him.

"Ah," he started. "Gomen."

I turned away. I wished I didn't intimidate him so much. It would be so much easier if I could be nice to him.

I thought. Most of my thoughts were about him. About him under me, half the time, however much I tried to get hid of these thoughts. They were the ones that made me blush with pleasure, and sometimes even made me moan. I hated that. It was embarrassing.

I heard a light snore from beside me. Moments later, I felt something on my shoulder. I looked at Daisuke, who was sleeping and leaning on my shoulder. He looked so innocent, so vulnerable. I tried in vane to not think of him in that sort of way. Images rushed through my mind.

I fought them off, and simply enjoyed the moment. Soon, I too, fell asleep, dreaming pleasant dreams of the crimson angel I had come to love.

((Daisuke's POV))

I woke up to a sense of warmth. My ears hurt. I opened my eyes, and remembered that I was on the airplane. Then I took note of my position. Satoshi's head was in my lap, and I was leaning over onto him. I looked around to make sure no on saw us in such an intimate position, and carefully placed his head on the headrest of the chair.

I wondered about him. "He isn't really a fag is he?"

Yes he is.

"I wasn't talking to you."

Well, too bad.

I moaned.

"Look, he hasn't tried anything on me, and he never blushes. I really don't think he's gay."

He was blushing when we first got on.

He was looking down, and I think he might have been blushing.

"No he wasn't, that was my imagination."

That's what you want to believe.

"Daisuke…" Satoshi murmured. I started.

"Hiwatari-kun?"

See? He's dreaming about you.

I didn't reply. There wasn't anything I could say, other than hope that he wasn't going to try anything.

And you weren't worried about sleeping with him for two weeks.

"Not that way! I hope."

((Satoshi's POV))

When I finished just being there, Daisuke was still there, blushing deep crimson. It matched his hair perfectly. He seemed panicked, and he was concentrating on something. Perhaps conversing with himself.

"Niwa-kun?" He looked at he stricken. He seemed more afraid of me than he had been. "Daijobu?"

"H-hai."

"No, you're scared to death of something."

"Iie, it's nothing."

He was disturbed. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, I was an expert at reading his moods and he was terrible at hiding his emotions.

"You can tell me if something is wrong." I told him before turning towards the window. We were starting to land, and the view was nice. I decided that I would tell Daisuke, as it would most definitely cheer him up.

"Look out the window. We're starting to land."

As I though, Daisuke forgot all about being scared and leaned over me to see out the window. I resisted the urges I was now accustomed to. He seemed like he was using this trip to temp me, though I knew he wouldn't do something like that. Would he?

((Daisuke's POV))

When we arrived at the hotel, we got room 217. The room had a short hallway with a bathroom on the left side and a small closet on the right. In the large(ish) room there was a bed in the center of the left wall and a T.V. stand and a desk opposite that. On the far wall was a glass double door leading out onto the small balcony. We were on the second floor.

The first floor had smoking rooms one to ninety nine. The second floor had non-smoking rooms one-hundred to one-hundred ninety nine. The first floor had a small restaurant, two mini bars (both empty), the lobby, a pool, and the door to the hallway that split in half, girls on the left, guys on the right.

Each hallway lead to change rooms with lockers and showers, then into the large, outdoor hot springs. They were gently sloped, with the deep end being four and a half feet deep. They were yin-yang symbol shaped, with a hedge separating the sides. There were islands in the middle, where the dots would have been. It was as absolutely perfect as the school could hope to afford.

"Wow." I said as I walked in, then again as I walked into our room. I set my bag on the floor and began unpacking. Clothes went in the closet. I got the left side of the bed and the left side of the drawers. Underwear and socks went in the botto9m drawer on my side, and other assorted items on the top. I put my soap and shampoo in the shower, and then we were done.

Monchi Be patient, this is the first lemon fic I've done. I'm not really sure how to go about it, and I don't want to rush anything.

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