The rest of the afternoon was going to be a free day at the hotel. There was a spa room and pool, so most of the students didn't mind so much. They would be heading home the next day. Satoshi looked over at a pissed off and disappointed Daisuke and slid his hand over onto Daisuke's knee. Daisuke, reminding himself that Satoshi's hands had been in far more sexual places within the past 24 hours, placed his hand on top of the hand Satoshi had firmly rested on his knee. Daisuke let out a really long yawn and placed his head on Satoshi's shoulder. Satoshi leaned his head forward just enough to whisper those words Daisuke had been longing to hear for months: "I love you."
Daisuke nestled his head deeper into Satoshi's neck and closed his eyes. He took his hand off of Satoshi's and slid it down the silver-haired boy's back. His hand stopped about halfway down the back of his torso and pulled in for a tight hug. Satoshi leaned over a tad more and kissed Daisuke on the forehead. Daisuke took his right foot and tapped the back of Satoshi's left foot. Satoshi giggled, the vibration sending chills down Daisuke's spine, and said, "Don't play footsies with me, or you'll have to be punished."
Daisuke pulled his head away from Satoshi's shoulder allowing him to look up in the silvery blue eyes. "Oh, really," he said. "How do you plan to do that?"
"Don't question me," Satoshi crooned. "You'll see. We're almost at the hotel.
Satoshi was right of course. The two sat in silence, Daisuke still pondering about what kind of "punishment" he would receive, for just a minute more as the bus pulled into the parking lot. Daisuke, who had been sitting in the aisle seat, was the first to stand up. Satoshi stood up after and tapped the back of Daisuke's foot. "There you go. That's your punishment."
Daisuke turned around, looking confused. "That's not all, is it?" The young boy had been hoping for more. He was fourteen years old. He knew what "punishment" meant.
"You weren't expecting me to…" Satoshi started, but Daisuke interrupted.
"I've been very bad, Satoshi. I think I need to be properly and forcibly punished."
The two were the last to get off the bus. A bunch of kids were heading to their rooms to change into their swimwear. Daisuke and Satoshi were also headed to their room, but they were not going for swimwear.
Daisuke, very excited, pushed the card key into the door and swung it open; revealing a nice, spotless room the maid had obviously attended to after last night's "activities". He plopped down on the bed and waited for Satoshi to join him. Satoshi, however, took a chair by the window and picked up the remote. He clicked on the television and turned it to channel 173. Daisuke was confused. "Satoshi? Are we forgetting something? I need to be punished, remember?"
Satoshi glanced over at Daisuke with a daring gleam on his face. "I'm surprised you asked. You have been very naughty and your punishment will be equally severe."
"I'm ready, Satoshi."
Satoshi stepped over to Daisuke and stood in front of him. "Very well," he began. "You, Daisuke Niwa, are about to receive punishment for the following crime: playing footsises with Satoshi Hiwatari. Do you confess?"
"Absolutely." Daisuke smiled and blushed at the same time.
"That's what I was hoping to hear." Satoshi approached Daisuke a bit more. They locked their eyes, criminal and prosecutor. Like in court, Daisuke was guilty of a crime. Unlike court, the two were about to have more fun than they had ever had in their entire lives.
