Title: Cleaning Duty
Theme: Set #2, Theme 89- Dances
Genre: General/Humor/AU
Pairing: Jakotsu/Bankotsu
Word Count: 1, 165
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jakotsu always knows how to make the best of the situation.
Notes: I blame this all on "I Touch Myself" by the Devinyls.

The dorm hallways were quiet, all the residents of the wing either quietly studying in their rooms or busy elsewhere on campus.

That is, all except for Jakotsu.

Lounging on his bed, the dark-haired young man sighed in boredom.

"Mou… when is Bankotsu going to get back from his last class? It's been…" He glanced at the clock, which indicated the passing of thirty minutes since he'd last checked, "It's been forever!"

Flopping over on his side, he poked at his telephone- absently considering calling someone.

But before he could lament further on his lack of entertainment, the very phone he was prodding rang.

"Hello?"

"Jakotsu, can you come out to the common room?"

Rolling over onto his back, Jakotsu twirled the phone cord around his fingers.

"What for Renkotsu? And why'd you call? You're my neighbor, silly. You can just knock on my door."

He could hear the older man sigh, and figured he was rubbing his temples. He always seemed to do that when speaking to him, Jakotsu noted.

"I figured you might be…busy with your roommate."

Jakotsu smirked, "Mou, I wish! Bankotsu had to stay after to remake a test he missed."

"Well, it's your week for cleaning the common room. So you can do that while you wait."

"Awww, that's no fair! I was very busy…um…um…"

"Doing absolutely nothing?"

Jakotsu hmphed and sat up, "Okay, I'm coming. But it's only because I'm bored that I'm doing this."

"I know. Usually you talk Bankotsu into helping out on your weeks," Renkotsu noted with a frown.

"I get the point. I'll be there in a minute."

Hanging up the phone, he stretched before padding his way over to the door. Slipping on his sandals, he opened the door and made his way down the hallway.

Passing by the rooms of the others, Jakotsu mumbled to himself.

"Not like I ever see them cleaning the common room."

"That's because they do it before you're even awake," Renkotsu cut in, coming out of his dorm room.

"Ahhhh. Never could understand those morning people."

"There's a mop and bucket in the storage closet. Just make sure to scrub the linoleum well. It's old so it holds the dirt."

"Yes, oh dorm-manager-person," Jakotsu replied with a mock salute.

"I'll be here if you need anything," He said, turning and shutting his door behind him.

"Mou…"

Trudging the rest of the way down the hallway, Jakotsu pushed open the door to the storage room and fished the mop and bucket out of the jumble of supplies there. Dragging the two items with him, he surveyed the common room.

"This is going to be more boring than being bored," He muttered with a sigh.

Eyeing the room again, he caught sight of a boom box sitting in the corner and perked up.

"Well, a little music might help…"

Walking over, he switched on the power and tried to get a station to pick up. Much to his dismay, he was met with nothing but the delightful sound of fuzz.

"Stupid radio…"

Smacking the top of the boom box in hopes it would jolt it into working, his hand grazed another button and the CD player opened up.

"A CD player, hmm?"

Smirking, Jakotsu leisurely sat down the mop and bucket.

"Well, I'll just have to go back to my room and get a CD then, won't I?"

Renkotsu was just sitting down with his textbooks when the loud noise started blaring down the hallway. Figuring it had something to do with Jakotsu; he sighed and stood to go see what the black-haired man was up to this time.

As he stuck his head out his doorway, he noticed the two in the room across the hall doing the same.

"What's going on?"

Suikotsu and Musou shrugged.

"About to ask you the same thing," Suikotsu said, all their eyes then drifting towards the common room.

Slowly, the three men edged their way down the hallway; the noise now becoming clearer and clearer as the lyrics to the song came through.

"I love myself, I want you to love me. When I feel down, I want you above me," Jakotsu sang, twirling around as he used the mop as an impromptu microphone, "I search myself, I want you to find me. I forget myself; I want you to remind me."

Looking between each other, the three had varying levels of shock, surprise and amusement. Noticing Ginkotsu peering out from his and Renkotsu's room, Musou called back to him.

"Hey Ginkotsu, Jakotsu's dancing around like an idiot. Wanna watch?"

"Yah, it's almost as amusing as Musou streaking around," Suikotsu added.

"Hey, I only did that once!"

The others leveled him with a glare.

"Okay so…maybe it was more than once."

Turning their attention back to the entertainment at hand; the four crowded around the doorframe at the end of the hall.

Jakotsu, on the other hand, was off in his own world. Spinning and dancing around as he dragged the mop across the floor.

"I close my eyes and see you before me. Think I would die if you were to ignore me. A fool could see just how much I adore you," Dropping to his knees dramatically, he animatedly sang the next part, "I get down on my knees, I do anything for you."

Jumping back up, he dunked the mop in the bucket and took it for another spin.

"I don't want anybody else. When I think about you, I touch myself. Ohhh, I don't want anybody else. Oh no, oh no, oh no."

Having just gotten back from his class, Bankotsu stood in the opposite doorway, blinking at Jakotsu's antics. On spotting his friend, Jakotsu grinned and sashayed towards him. Pointing to him, he spoke the next part of the song.

"I want you, I don't want anybody else," He slid up next to him, tugging playfully on Bankotsu's braid as he dragged him into the room with him, "When I think about you I touch myself. Oooh I don't want anybody else," Jakotsu leaned in and gave Bankotsu a quick kiss before turning away and taking back up the mop.

Musou let out a catcall whistle and Bankotsu blushed.

"Jakotsu, aren't you supposed to be cleaning?" He questioned, trying to make sense of the spontaneous dance session.

"That's what I'm doing," The taller man replied, snagging Bankotsu by the hand and twirling him around with him, "It's more fun this way."

Jakotsu continued singing the song to his rather reluctant dance partner as the audience drifted back to their rooms.

"Who wants to bet they're in their room, going at it, in less than five minutes?" Musou asked.

Renkotsu sighed, "Or they'll just use the common room again."

"Gesh. My bet's on that," Ginkotsu remarked.

Suikotsu shook his head, glancing once more at the two dancing around with the mop.

"And the rest of us have to suffer not living in a co-ed dorm. Those lucky bastards."