Title: A Night's Entertainment
Author: Queen Momoko
Chapter: 5?
Pairings: Fujicest, Mizuki/Yuuta
Rated: PG-13 -> R (masterbation)
Genre: Drama
Summary: Mizuki comes a calling.
Disclaimer: I'm poor soul, with no money, and only these nice little yoai thoughts to keep me warm at night. They only bring joy to the world and if you sue me… I'll still think them… in fact, I'd probably just share more of them during the trial…mmm yummy. Just remember that PoT is luv!

Mizuki stood staring at the door that stood before him. While he had wanted to arrive earlier to spend some time with Yuuta, he did not want to deal with Yuuta's older brother who was sure to be around. So Mizuki had chosen to wait until now, thirty minutes before dinner was said to be ready, to arrive at the Fuji household. He had been pleasantly surprised when on Thursday Yuuta's sister had run after him and asked him to attend dinner with them on Saturday. She had said that it was to be in thanks for him taking care of Yuuta and that was how he was here waiting for someone to let him in.

When the door did open, Mizuki found himself facing the person whom he least wanted to see. Syuusuke's face had a smile frozen in place as he let the dark-haired boy into the house. The sounds of cooking could be heard from the kitchen while Mizuki was taking off his shoes in the entryway. Once that was done, he followed the silent and stile smiling Syuusuke to the sitting room. It was there that Yuuta sat hunched over writing.

"So who was at the door?" Yuuta asked without looking up.

"Maa, it was just a vagrant looking for some handouts," Syuusuke replied coolly, while going to sit on couch with the latest Tennis Weekly.

"Excuse me," Mizuki sputtered. "Just who is a vagrant!"

"Saa, he seems to have followed me in," Syuusuke said as he disinterestedly flipped through the magazine.

"Mi-Mizuki!" Yuuta stared at the boy in question. "What are you doing here?"

"I invited him over for dinner," Yumiko's voice answered.

She entered the sitting area with an apron on. "It's only right that we properly thank him for taking you to the hospital. Isn't that right, Syuusuke?"

"Aa," Syuusuke answered without looking up.

"Wait," Yuuta turned to face his brother. "You agreed to this?"

Syuusuke looked up over the top of the magazine with eyes open in amusement. "If you don't want him here, we can always tell him to leave."

Yuuta flushed a little and he quickly turned back to Mizuki. "I didn't mean it like that." Yuuta turned back around. "It's just that you agreed to have him here, in the same house as you. You do realize that he's going to be eating at the same table, right?"

"Syuusuke doesn't mind," Yumiko said as she went to behind Syuusuke and draped her arms around him in a loose hug. She placed her head on his shoulder and smiled. "Do you?"

"Of course not, nee-chan," he said as he leaned his head against hers.

"I'm going to go finish making dinner, until then find something to entertain yourselves with."

Yumiko unwound her arms from around Fuji and headed out of the room, giving a wave as she left. The three boys were silent as they looked at each other. After a few seconds of staring, Syuusuke began looking at his magazine again. Taking that as their cue, the other two boys sat down.

"So," Yuuta began. "How was the trip over here?"

"Fine," Mizuki replied with a smirk. "It took no time at all since I remembered how to get here."

Syuusuke's blue eyes glittered as he looked at Mizuki over the magazine. Mizuki's smirk grew wider as he stared back at Yuuta's older brother. The smile on Syuusuke's face was tight as he turned his gaze onto his younger brother. Yuuta, for his part, turned his eyes away from the two older boys.

"Maa, Yuuta," Syuusuke began sweetly. "What is he talking about? When was he over here?"

Yuuta's gaze flickered between his older brother and his schoolmate. Where one of the boy's eyes radiated a thinly-veiled suspicion, the other boy's shone with smug laughter. Yuuta finally turned his gaze away from the two boys and looked at the sofa's print.

"Well…" Yuuta's voice was hesitant.

"I came over a few weeks ago," Mizuki casually tossed out, earning Syuusuke's intense inspection.

"And why exactly was that?" Syuusuke asked.

"To meet your parents."

The two older boys glared at each other, while Yuuta sat with his head in his hands.

"That's not true," Yuuta's muffled voice said. "I was just picking some things up and Mizuki-kun was helping me."

Silence once again took hold of the boys. It was only one Yumiko returned calling them to dinner that it was broken. Even then the trip to the dining room was relatively quiet. Upon arrival they found the food and place-settings had already been set out. It was only after everyone had complimented Yumiko on her cooking and everyone was well on their way through their meal that quiet became comfortable.

"So what do you boys plan on doing tonight?" Yumiko asked.

"What would you like to do, nee-san?" Syuusuke asked.

"Aa… I'm actually going out for the night. So it will be just you boys," she said with a smile. Yuuta looked across the table at her.

"Saa, I'm sure that Yuuta and I will be able to come up with something fun for us to do." Syuusuke turned his smile to his brother. "Right, Yuuta?" Yuuta's worried gaze turned to face his brother.

"I'm sure you three boys will come up with something fun," She tried to reassure her youngest brother.

"Three?" Yuuta questioned, his voice sounding slightly relieved, yet also anxious.

"Oh, that's right," Yumiko's smile turned to the raven-haired youth. "You're staying the night here tonight, Mizuki-kun?" Her voice though implied that the question was more of a statement than anything else. Mizuki's eyes widened in surprise and before he could get further then opening his mouth, she continued.

"After all, it's too far to travel at night. Plus, you'd just have to return in the morning to help Yuuta get back to school."

"Really, its not that far at all," Mizuki stated. While he wouldn't mind spending more time with Yuuta, being stuck in the same house with his older brother was an entirely different question.

"Nonsense. You're only in secondary school. It is too far for you to travel at night. What would your parents say about us, if something happened to you?"

"But I didn't bring anything," Mizuki's usually calm voice began to crack slightly with his growing panic.

"Well, you look to be about Syuusuke's size. So you should be able to wear something of his. Isn't that right Syuusuke?" Yumiko's tone brooked no argument. The two boys in question both gave her scowls, which in turn caused her to laugh.

"You can't win against her," Yuuta leaned over to whisper to Mizuki.

This earned a glare at Mizuki from Syuusuke and a hurt look to Yuuta. Mizuki, for his part, smirked back. But the two older boys nodded meekly in agreement when Yumiko looked at each in turn. Yuuta let out a sigh. It was going to be a long night.

As the two older Fuji siblings cleaned up dinner, Yuuta and Mizuki headed back to the living room to sit and talk. The house seemed almost the same as it had when they were children. Syuusuke followed Yumiko as she went up to her room to get her things for her night out. It was only after Yumiko had waved goodbye and the door closed, that an uncomfortable silence descended.

"So," Yuuta asked with forced cheerfulness. "What do you want to do?"

Only the sound of breathing answered him. He let out an annoyed huff as he looked at the back-homework he had left on the table. Homework had been his last priority in the great big scheme of things, but now it was looking almost appealing. At least then he wouldn't have to really deal with either of the older boys. Unless, of course, they both decided that they wanted to help him. The thought was frightening on its own.

"I have an idea," Syuusuke smiled beatifically. "It's a simple card game that I learned."

"I'm not playing strip poker," Yuuta said, arms protectively crossed over his chest. Mizuki raised an eyebrow at the statement.

"Saa, it's not strip poker. Unless you want to play strip poker," Syuusuke chuckled at Yuuta's glare. "It's called Slap."

"No," said Yuuta forcefully.

"I'm not playing any game called Slap with you," Mizuki glared.

"Eiji taught it to me. It is really quite simple. You divide the cards evenly between everyone. Then you around one by one and turn over your top card and place it in a center pile. Whenever there are two cards that are the same number or suit, you have to slap the pile first. The goal is to get all the cards. Do you want to play? Of course, that's unless Mizuki-kun is scared?"

"Ha! I can beat you playing Slap any day. Let's go," Mizuki sneered back, positioning himself on the floor before the table.

The usually fast-paced game crept on at a snail's pace and with Yuuta winning every challenge. While it was apparent that neither of the older boys wanted to lose, they also wanted to be the person who got to slap the other's hand. So with every possible pile of cards that could be slapped, Yuuta was the only one hitting. After an hour or so of the attempted game, Yuuta threw his hands and cards up in disgust.

"That's it. I'm going to bed. Have fun staring at each other all night. I will see you tomorrow."

With that Yuuta rose and made his tired way upstairs to his room. He ignored the two silent boys that followed him, obviously making sure that he made it safely to his room. Once he had shut the door, Yuuta collapsed on his bed. The day had taken more out of him than it should have had he been in his best condition. So he slowly stripped off his clothes, put on some pajamas and climbed into bed. The creaking of the house settling lulled him to close his eyes. Yuuta's eyes flew open at the loud thump that sounded below him. Immediately, the sound of Mizuki's raised voice and Syuusuke's laugh drifted up to him.

Yuuta briefly entertained the thought of making his way back downstairs to see what had happened. But there was effort required that it would require getting down the stairs and then more effort to get back up them under his own power. He was sure that his brother and Mizuki would each offer to take him back up, causing yet another squabble. Plus there was the fact that Mizuki's rant seemed to only be building up steam from the slightly louder tone. He didn't really want to get involved in whatever situation his brother and Mizuki now found themselves. He'd only get one of them upset at him.

So he closed his eyes again and let the muffled sound relax him. It was only when silence finally descended upon him that he felt the light touch dancing across his body. Yuuta tightened his closed eyes as he argued with himself over what he was feeling. It could really only be his pajamas bunching and moving over his skin. But the distinct feeling of hands continued to trace his body. As the glide of fingers continued over his body, puffs of breath tickled his ear, eliciting an unwilling groan from him. His heart began to pound. He could feel his skin flush as his own hands sought out the person who was doing this to him. His outstretched hands became entangled in soft strands. He could feel the other's sweat drip onto his body.

But when he finally opened his eyes, he found himself floating in an ocean. The shade of it was familiar. It took him back to his childhood to the days of looking out over the ocean after a storm. The water near land would be clouded with dirt, but if he looked out far enough, the perfect shade of blue would be sparkling. It was clear enough to lose yourself. That was what he remembered and that was what he felt as he continued to drift through the water.

Now it was the water that was caressing his body. Teasingly sending a cool spray against his burning skin. It was the water that raised his tension. He could feel it with each gentle lap against him. The pleasure continued to grow until he could no longer contain himself.

It was when the final wave rushed towards him that he flung himself upright in the bed. His own sweat soaking his nightclothes. He moved to sitting at the edge of the bed with the dream fresh in his mind. His harsh breathing slowed to its regular pace.

Yuuta listened to the creaking of the house settling. When no other sounds were forthcoming, Yuuta stripped off his bottoms. The feel of the cloth rubbing against his erection made him gasp. His head tilted back as he began to stroke it. Each pump sure and steady. As the pleasure built, he increased his pace. His breath came in short pants. Behind his closed eyes he could see the hand that was stroking him. Not his own, but his brother's hand was moving up and down. It was his fingers teasing the tip and fondling his balls.

Yuuta came quickly. He cleaned himself up with some tissues and put on fresh pajamas. He climbed back into bed and fell back to sleep. His body content.

The battle version of Slap that had begun after Yuuta had gone to bed had ended with him winning. Of course, this was based solely on the fact of how many times he'd gotten to slap the other boy's hand. When they'd finally decided to end their friendly game, he'd lent him a pair of pajamas, as per Yumiko's orders. If he'd just happened to have given the other boy the pair that he'd been meaning to get rid of because it just happened to be too small, well that would have been such a shame.

Syuusuke, as of late, had been a light sleeper. He'd always made sure to have his bed positioned so that had his brother needed him during the night Syuusuke would know. With his brother's return home after the hospital, he'd made sure he was ever vigilant in any need his brother would have. So when Yuuta woke up with a gasp and squeak of bed springs, he was wide awake. He had even eased himself silently off the bed.

It was with the sound of the panting that drew Syuusuke from his room over to his younger brother's door. The younger boy had a stubborn streak in him to rival his own. He would sooner die than admit anything was wrong to his older brother. So Syuusuke eased the door open to check on his beloved little brother only to find the boy playing with himself. His body arching as he neared completion.

Syuusuke shut the door as quietly as he'd opened it.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Comments and criticism are always welcome. As always, this was unbeta-d, so if you find anything that needs to be changed, please let me know. Thank you!

Sorry it took so long to come out. I actually had this handwritten like 2 months ago. Thank you Pauline for giving me the prod. And Thank You to everyone who has been reading this!