Disclaimer: I don't own Sukisyo, Sukisho, Whatever.

Couples: The obvious, the original.

Sora X Sunao

Nanami X Minato

Ichikawa X Nagase

Matsuri X Matsuri -.-

No Chibis in the first chapter- gomen.

Warnings: I shouldn't even have to say it's gonna be a shounen-ai/yaoi… if you're into the series, you damn well better be into those genres.

AN: The first chapter's a little weird, but give it a try. It'll all fall together in the next chapter, for now, it takes off a little after Minato's wounds have healed, and he's back to teaching.

One last note: I'll alternate with these names:

Sora Hashiba Sora, Hashiba

Sunao Fujimori Nao, Sunao, Fujimori

Sorry….

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Hashiba rolled over in his bed, tossing a hand lazily over his beloved. No, not Nao.

"Toshizoooo..." He mumbled, happily, pulling the pink elephant closer. "...Toshizo...wait... come back! Don't go! I'll give you some!"

"..." Nao's eyes slowly opened and he turned over, staring at Hashiba from across the room. He waited a few minutes for his thoughts to start streaming together coherently, but once they did, he realized he'd heard his lover and roommate correctly.

"What in the hell are you dreaming about, Hashiba?" He muttered, tossing his blankets aside and wiping his brow. It sure was hot...

"That's strange..." He pulled his sticky hand away from his temple, staring at the glistening droplets. "...Why am I so hot?"

"...Oh, don't fish for compliments, it's too early..." Hashiba rolled over in bed, kicking his blankets off and even pushing Toshizo away. "...Mmm..."

"...No, I didn't mean it like that..." Nao whispered, pulling off his shirt. "...I mean it's really hot in here..."

"Not now... it's too early..." Hashiba wiped his brow.

"..." Nao rolled his eyes, sighing, annoyed. "Hashiba... I think our air conditioning is broken or something..." He headed over to Hashiba. "Wake up..." He nudged him. "Wake up..."

Nao's eyes widened as Hashiba's hand suddenly gripped his wrist, and the blue-haired teen pulled Nao down on top of him.

"..." Sora's eyes opened and he smiled. "You took your shirt off and approached me in bed... don't you think you should be referring to me as Kuu-chan?" His eyes flashed, playfully and he smiled.

Pink stained Nao's cheeks and he shut his eyes tight, embarrassed as he turned his head.

"Y-you... I thought you were Yoru! You shocked me!"

"Yoru?" Sora blinked, sitting up. "...Nope. You look disappointed!"

"No I don't." Nao turned back to him, leaning in to kiss him, and Sora blinked before shutting his eyes.

"Good morning!" Matsuri threw the door open, suddenly, eyes shut, a huge grin plastered on his face.

VOOOOSH!

Matsuri opened his eyes, blinking. "..."

Nao was sitting in his bed, looking very guilty, his arms wrapped around his knees, Sora was smirking.

"...What the..." Matsuri blinked.

"I have my shirt off because-!"

"It's dying." Matsuri blinked, nodding. "I know... it's hot. The air conditioning is out. Here and at the school."

"Yay! School's canceled!" Sora cheered, excitedly.

"Who said anything about that?" Matsuri huffed. "School's still on. Get your rears in gear, or you'll be late."

"Whaa? We have to work in this heat!" Sora whined. "But our brains will fry! How will we use them if-"

"Just get ready, Hashiba." Nao huffed, grabbing his towel. "Let's all go take a cold shower first."

"Mm." Matsuri raised a hand to stop Nao from leaving. "Don't think you were the first one with that idea, Nao-kun. Every other guy in this section of the dorms is in there, practically."

"So we have to skip our shower! That's gross enough as it is..." Sora pouted. "But on a hot day like today... maybe we can hop over to Niichan's place and use his."

"They live out in the city and they're probably at school already." Matsuri snapped. "But you know what? Ichikawa-kun has his own shower."

"WHAT THE HELL!" Sora fumed. "He has that enormous room all to himself, and his own shower! Is he rich or something!"

"I heard his parents are some kind of super rich snobs." Matsuri shrugged.

"Really? Come to think of it, I heard his father is a doctor and his mother is a lawyer- that would certainly make sense, right?" Sora blinked.

"...Ichikawa-kun? He doesn't seem like the rich type to me..." Nao blinked.

"Think about it, Fujimori." Sora raised a finger, pointedly. "He's smart, athletic, and he has high-self esteem... I'd say he has all the makings of a rich person... who else would want to learn for fun? Rich people have nothing but time, right!"

"And their own showers... well, let's go then!" Nao nodded.

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"Me? I don't have time for anything..." Ichikawa blinked, opening his door. "But sure, you guys can come in... I already showered. School starts in half an hour, though, you might want to hurry."

"So you really are rich? Is that true?" Sora asked. "How come you never said anything before?"

"...Why would I tell you I'm rich?" Ichikawa blinked.

"You're right... that was rude of me, I'm sorry!" Sora rubbed the back of his head, realizing what he'd said may have been a little inappropriate... after Nao pinched the skin on the back of his elbow until it turned blue... -,-

"Thank you very much." The three bowed, politely.

"No problem! Just try to keep it down, I'm studying for a test." Ichikawa perked.

"...You're kind of a loser, huh?" Sora blinked before gawking as Nao pulled him toward the shower by the skin on his other elbow, tossing him in.

"Make it quick!" He snapped, closing the door behind Sora.

"..." Ichikawa sat down, smiling. "Do you guys want anything to drink?"

"YOU HAVE YOUR OWN FRIDGE!" Matsuri gawked.

"Um." Ichikawa smiled. "It's really useful. I can store lots of food inside, and I don't have to go out and buy things all the time."

"You're really that busy?" Nao blinked.

"Well, I'm in the science club, the kendo club, the judo club, and I have advanced classes... so... yeah."

"...So what I don't get is how you seem so physically matched with Hashiba, but you let Nagase beat the crap out of you, and Hashiba seemed to have taken him out pretty easily... what the heck?" Nao blinked.

"...Sora-sempai did WHAT!" Ichikawa turned on the sink and Hashiba shrieked from inside the shower. Matsuri and Nao gawked.

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"No, I don't know when the air conditioning will be fixed." Minato snapped, fanning himself with their homework assignment for the night. "Any questions related to MATH?"

"...If the air conditioning broke around twelve PM, and it should only take a few hours to fix, at point X it will be fixed. What does X equal?" Sora raised his hand.

"..." Minato sighed, annoyed. "I won't give you detention, but only because you actually had to engage your brain to ask that smart-alecky question. Now, your homework for tonight-"

"HOMEWORK!" The class whined.

"Minato-sensei, have a heart!" Matsuri whined. "It's sooo hot in the dorms!"

"Good, I heard the library has conditioning. Besides, the homework should get your minds off of the heat."

"Waaah..." Sora sank down in his seat, glancing at Nao, who was tapping his pencil against his desk, seemingly zoning out.

'...After high school...' Nao thought, staring up at the ceiling. 'Where will I go? Will I have to return to Aizawa? He's my legal guardian, technically... and is he still alive? What will I do...?'

Matsuri glanced at Sora, then at Nao, wondering why Sora was watching him. Nao seemed to have a sad expression on his face.

Minato suddenly slammed a packet down onto Nao's desk. "Is my lecture boring you, Fujimori?"

"...No..." Nao replied, glancing at Minato. "I think all of your lectures are fascinating, Minato-sensei. In fact, I can't wait to go out into the big world out there and apply algebra to my every-day way of living! By the way, I'm so excited, would you mind telling me just what having all of this wonderful valuable information and having memorized all of these equations will help me to achieve in the future!"

"...Um... you can be... a high school math teacher..." Minato trailed off as everyone stifled their laughter. Minato had actually thought Nao was serious.

"...What's that?" Nao tilted his head to the side, cutely. "...It WON'T help me in my future? But... then why do we have to know all of this?"

"...For your test on friday." Minato snapped, annoyed, folding his arms. Nao pouted.

"Nice try there, Fujimori." Sora chuckled.

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'BuchouBuchouBuchouBuchouBuchouBuchou...' Ichikawa scampered down the halls, inadvertently shoving anyone who got in his way as his head jerked from left to right as he looked around for Nagase.

"Hi, Ichikawa!" Hano popped up in front of him, hand raised in a friendly way.

WAM!

Hano gawked as his glasses broke against a locker.

"..." He slowly pried himself away from the lockers and pulled his glasses down his nose, adjusting them a little as he watched Ichikawa flutter down the hall. A lens popped out of its frame. "He sure seems intent on finding something..."

Ichikawa rounded the corner and pouted as the bell rang for class. Nagase had promised to meet him outside of his locker, but after waiting for four minutes, Ichikawa decided the senior must have been running a little late.

"I was sure I'd find him..." He turned and blinked, running into a broad chest. He stumbled back, reaching out and leaning against the lockers for support before he looked up, nervously. "Sorry, I..."

"You're late to class. You might want to hurry." Minato snapped before blinking. "Oh... Ichikawa-kun... how are you?"

"...Okay..." Ichikawa took another step back. "...Sorry... I'm looking for..." He averted his gaze. Nagase had asked him not to mention his return to the school. If Minato was wandering the halls, no wonder Nagase had neglected to show up at Ichikawa's locker.

"I've been meaning to find you." Minato settled a hand on Ichikawa's shoulder. The blue haired teen's first mental reaction was to flip the seemingly sadistic and perverted (As Matsuri-sempai had explained) teacher into a wall, but he held back, opting to smile instead. "I wanted to ask you about your injuries," He continued, "But you seem to be doing just fine."

"You, too..." Ichikawa recalled that the dark haired man had been stabbed in the gut. "...How do you feel?"

"I'm doing just fine... So then I guess you heard about that incident..." Minato glanced around, before leaning down to whisper to Ichikawa, who pulled back, shrugging his shoulders, nervously, staring at the teacher with giant nervous eyes.

"...Don't mention it to any of your friends, alright?"

Ichikawa nodded.

"...Have you mentioned it to anyone?"

"Only Sora-sempai and Fujimori-sempai... and I haven't seen Honjou-sempai at all since that day you recovered... Well, and this morning..."

"In any case, you should have Nanami-sensei look over your wounds again by the end of the day." Minato offered a friendly smile before heading down the hall. "I won't give you a detention since I'm the one who made you late, but in the future, please be sure to hurry to class."

"...Um." Ichikawa nodded, taking what he'd said into consideration. He hadn't really thought about it all that much, but... Nanami and Minato seemed to be very close... of course Ichikawa would go to a quack before visiting Nanami... all that about brain control and stuff... no thanks...

He headed to his computer class, sighing. 'I want to know more about Nanami-sensei and Minato-sensei... and Sora-sempai and Fujimori-sempai... I sense that something terrible must have happened...' He sat down in his seat in the computer lab. He had an online class and was given permission to use the lab's computer to participate in the class.

"Ichikawa-kun, ohayo." The lab instructor smiled to him. "Once you log on, I'll let you be, I have a few errands to run."

"Um. Thank you, Zooru-sensei." Ichikawa nodded, logging into the online database. He turned, giving the teacher a thumb's up.

"Very good." The man left, and Ichikawa turned to his class. He had a test today, as mentioned before.

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"Nanami." Minato opened the door to the infirmary. He gawked at all of the teenagers lying about the place. "...What in the..."

"They all have heat stroke..." Nanami informed him, smiling lightly. "...I took their temperatures... I think I'm going to send them home after they all start feeling better. Have you noticed any students with symptoms of overheat exhaustion?"

"...All of them?"

"Aheh." Nanami chuckled/giggled, and Minato smiled, lightly.

"Aaaah, Nanami-senseeeiiii..." The boys cooed. "Your laughter is our medicine... we feel better already..."

"Oh, good." Nanami turned, smiling. "As soon as you finish your water bottles, you're welcome to leave, so long as you go in groups of two and call me when you get home."

"We're feeling better, thanks to you, Nanami-sensei!"

"Thanks so much, Nanami-sensei!"

"They feel better because you're sending them home." Minato folded his arms, annoyed as the boys left, two by two. "...If Ichikawa Gaku doesn't come in of his own accord by the final class, I want you to call him in for another physical exam."

"Another?" Nanami blinked, and Minato unfolded his arms.

"Didn't you look him over after he was beaten up?"

"Beaten up?"

"...Oh that's right... I got stabbed... I suppose you were a little preoccupied..."

"I'll call him in, don't worry." Nanami smiled. "How are our boys doing?"

"Matsuri and Nao both have their hair up. Aside from that, they seem as fine as everyone else. Sora also seems to be doing fine... Now that you mention it..." He raised a hand to his chin, thoughtfully, reflecting on the way Ichikawa stumbled about and used the lockers to stay standing. "...Maybe it wasn't nervousness from my presence..."

"Hmm?" Nanami blinked. "What's this? You confused a student's symptoms for your superiority complex?"

"Maybe... Call Ichikawa in here next chance you get... also... find out anything you can about Nagase... I have a feeling he'd know... I heard a rumor that he returned to the school."

"So? From what the boys said-"

"And so has Aizawa."

"..." Nanami nodded, turning on the intercom. "...Computer lab?"

No response.

"...If Ichikawa Gaku is in the room, please send him to the nurse's office immediately... Zooru-sensei? Zooru-sensei? Have you stepped out? Ichikawa-kun, if you're in the room, please report to the nurse's office immediately... Please respond if you can hear me..."

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"Where the hell are you going!" Sora wailed as Nao moved to grab up his backpack.

"Home." Nao turned to him. "...Maybe I'll come back for last class."

"You can't skip gym class!"

"I'm not running two miles or even ONE inside with this heat." Nao snapped., grabbing up his pack and heading for the door. "I don't care if I get in trouble. I'm going home... or maybe to the library."

"...You're pathetic." Sora huffed. "It's only an hour."

"I spent countless hours enduring heat, and cold, and torture at Aizawa's lab, and I didn't have a choice then. Now I do. And I choose not to endure anymore torment." Nao snapped, heading home. Sora blinked. He hadn't thought of it that way...

Sighing, he headed to gym. Matsuri watched from around the corner, before sighing, stepping out in front of Sora.

Sora blinked.

"...I'll cover for you." Matsuri smiled. "Go on..."

Sora stared before smiling, turning and running after Fujimori, leaving Matsuri alone to think.

"..." He smiled sadly at the floor. "That laboratory... I may not know everything... and I don't want to... I just want them both to move on... together..." He turned, heading to gym.

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"...Ninety nine... waaaah..." Ichikawa leaned back in his seat, annoyed. "Which one did I miss!" He sat back up, abruptly, scrolling down to see which answer he'd missed. The room started spinning a little and he shut his eyes.

'Oh... the heat... that's right... no... I can't blame my poor test score on this heat... I just didn't study enough...' He thought, pouting. He smiled, lightly, leaning his cheek against his palm, elbow resting on the desk. 'Nagase-buchou is the kind of person who acts reserved all the time... I bet he doesn't let the heat affect him at all... but then again, he's human, right!'

He blushed, smiling, fantasizing:

"Buchou, I'm here! I brought the presentation you asked me to work on!" Ichikawa raised the packet.

"Oh, good. You're so reliable." Nagase smiled, coolly.

'KYAAAAAAAAA!' Ichikawa mentally squealed, excitedly, like a school girl. "Ano..." He blushed, like a bride would, approaching her husband. "...I double-checked it for errors... I hope you like it... eh?" His eyes widened. "...Bu...Buchou!"

Nagase clutched the table, the back of his hand pressed to his forehead. "...My... it certainly has gotten hot, hasn't it?"

"Kai-sempai!" Ichikawa dropped the papers and caught Nagase as he started to faint. "...You're burning up! Don't worry... I'll take care of you..."

"Gaku..." Nagase smiled up at him as an irritating beeping sound went off somewhere in the room. "...Only your beautiful eyes can bring out my gentle smile..."

END FANTASY...

"...Kai...-Sempai..." Ichikawa mumbled into the keyboard. The rapid beeping not waking him from his over-heated stupor.

"Ichikawa-kun... are you in there?" Nanami's voice sounded over the intercom again.

Nagase, who was walking past with an arm full of folders, stopped outside of the lab upon hearing the announcement. Why would Ichikawa be in a computer lab alone, and why would Nanami be calling for him over the intercom?

He pushed the door open, glancing inside. Sure enough, Ichikawa seemed to be sleeping at the desk. A beeping was sounding annoyingly at the computer...

He set his things down before heading over, turning Ichikawa in his seat and raising him up by the shoulders, whispering so as not to be heard by Nanami.

"Gaku... wake up..."

"Mn..." Ichikawa's eyes slowly opened. "...Naa, Buchou... even in my dreams... you seem so..." His head faltered forward and Nagase slapped his cheek gently a few times. "Gaku. You're not asleep, wake up." He felt Ichikawa's forehead. He was burning.

Sighing, the senior pulled Ichikawa's chair away from the computer.

Ichikawa jerked awake before standing, the chair falling over and Nagase stumbled back, eyes wide.

"Gaku-"

"Don't look at it!" Ichikawa snapped, before stumbling backward, gripping the desk. He seemed to be hiding the computer from Nagase, who blinked.

"Don't look at what? What're you doing? Looking at porn? Gaku, the computer lab is for academic use only... Now then, Nanami-sensei is calling for you on the intercom- or was. He's probably on his way, now... get it together, alright?"

"...Don't look..." Ichikawa turned to log off, but he sank to his knees instead, dropping his head to the computer desk, tiredly. He yawned uncontrollably before falling limply to the floor like a crumpled up rag doll.

"..." Nagase fought back the urge to roll his eyes as he pressed yes when the computer asked if Ichikawa was sure he wanted to log off. He then knelt down, lifted the smaller boy into his arms and turned, heading toward the nurse's office.

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"Nao!" Sora threw open the door to their dorm room. "Oh... he went to the library after all! That means I have to walk all the way over there. I'm grabbing a change of clothes." He knelt down, grabbing up a tank top and a pair of shorts before glancing at Nao's dresser. It'd only be polite to grab a change of clothes for him, too.

He reached for the handle to the drawer before reconsidering. It would be rude to go through Nao's things... Then again... it would be rude not to bring Nao a change of clothes, right? He could bring Nao some of his clothes, but that would be weird... wouldn't it?

Shrugging it off, he pulled the drawer open. Blinking, he pulled out a small tattered journal. His hands trembled as he sat down on the bed with it, placing one hand over the black cover. He knew this small book. The doctors at the lab had given him one as well. They'd given them each one. It was a journal, like any ordinary journal... though the doctors had surely meant to use it to keep track of the boys' mental states...

Gulping, he opened it to the first page. He knew that date. He was in the lab, too. It was their fourth week in that God forsaken place...

He turned the pages until he reached one date in particular. The day he and the others had abandoned Fujimori.

To be continued...

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AN: How do you like it? I started writing it 07-19-06 at 12:00 or so AM and finished around 2, so if it sucks, that's because I'm tired.

Next Chapter: Will start off with a flashback as to what happened right after the series, how Ichikawa and Nagase get together, how Minato and Fujimori got back to being cool with each other after Nao basically forced Sora to stab him… and how Aizawa and Nagase made it out alive.

Nit-picks: Okay, so did anyone else notice what I did? The whole Gaku vs Sora then Gaku vs. Nagase then Nagase vs. Sora deal? What the hell? If Gaku's so touch he could match fighting skill with Sora in the first episode, how the hell does he get his ass kicked so bad in episode… 10 or whatever by Nagase, who ends up getting beaten down by two punches! Anyway, until next time, ja ne.