Disclaimer: I disclaim. '
T.b: Note, this is the epilogue, because, I decided, changing the rating of the story, and the description was too damn troublesome. So, enjoy.
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"…Okay, the coast is clear Jakotsu."
"…Yes! Finally Bankotsu! Now, come here and kiss me!"
"…W-Wait, Jakotsu! Some readers could still be…well…reading"
"Bankotsu! I've waited four chapters! I'm not waiting another one!"
"…But, if this IS a chapter, than, people have to be reading it!"
"…Anou…Bankotsu…But, no one's reading this story anyways…"
Bankotsu hung his head, staring at the floor.
Knowing Jakotsu was probably right…
"Y-yeah…"
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Jakotsu squealed before, lunging, and claiming his prize.
Bankotsu blushed, but didn't push, or shove the older man away.
But, instead, Bankotsu reached to play with a strand of the older mans hair.
"Jakotsu…I miss this…"
Jakotsu nodded.
"I know, Bankotsu…"
"…But! I swear! Those damn fanfiction authors are going to be the death of me! They're always watching you, and then, when they finally catch you, it's their story! We have no privacy or anything!"
"… I know what'll make you feel better!"
Squealed Jakotsu, smiling cutely.
Bankotsu blushed, and the implication, but nodded anyways.
Jakotsu wrapped his arms around Bankotsu's waist, and kissed his lips softly.
"…Mm, you're right. That IS making me feel better"
Jakotsu smirked, and nodded.
"Heh."
"…Jakotsu…Are you sure-"
"Shh. Bankotsu. Yes, I'm sure."
"…but, that's what you said last time."
"…That was a mistake…"
"…Well fuck! That mistake got our story onto ADULTfanfiction!"
"…Well, yeah. But, it was a good story."
"…I guess…"
Jakotsu giggled, and kissed the younger man on the nose.
He was really too cute for his own good.
"…Anou sa, Bankotsu."
"…Yeah?"
"…I think I hear a typing noise…"
"…You're kidding."
"…Ehe…Yeah! April fools!"
Bankotsu looked at him skeptically.
"It's not April. And, you're not fooling anyone."
"…Mou…Bankotsu! Just, ignore it."
"...Well, fucksake! How the hell am I supposed to ignore something like that? It's getting even louder!"
"…Well…Yeah…But, think about it this way, as soon as we have sex, it'll stop!"
"…No…"
"Yeah! Of course it will!"
"…But, what if she can't write a lemon? She'll just skip the whole damn scene!"
"…Bankotsu! You're being irrational!"
"…Really?"
"…Anou sa, I don't even know what irrational means…I just heard Renkotsu-baka say it. But, it makes me sounds smart, no?"
"…Jakotsu! I'm serious! I can't do this if I don't know if she's-"
Jakotsu's lips, met his.
They stayed like that for a while.
After a few minutes, Jakotsu finally pulled away, and smiled.
"…Okay, okay…Let's fuck."
"EEEEEEEE! I love it when you talk dirty, Bankotsu!"
The younger man rolled his eyes, before leaning in for another kiss.
And another.
Their lips connected, and so did their bodies.
And, for the record, Bankotsu was not on top.
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"Jakotsu, what the fuck was that!"
"…Ahaha…You know that typing we heard the other day?"
"…That was the most fucked up fanfiction I'd ever fucking read!"
"…It wasn't that bad! It was funny! Hahah!"
"…I'm pissed."
"…I know what'll make you feel better!"
"No!"
"…Why not?"
"…I hear that freakin' typing again."
"…She's still following us?"
"…Yah."
"We should call Renkotsu; he'd know what to do!"
--One phonecall later—
"…Why would she be following you?"
"…We're a cute couple"
Jakotsu said, smiling.
"…I hardly believe that's the reason."
"…You'd better start beleiving, hun."
"SHHH! SHHH!"
Bankotsu yelled receiving instant silence.
"…Do you hear that?"
"…typing?"
"…Typing."
Renkotsu looked at him curiously.
"You're all just fucked. I'm leaving. And, if this fucking story, does get published let me say one thing-"
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