CHAPTER SIX: The Aftermath
Keitaro weaved his way through the crowd, struggling to keep his eye on the orange headed boy in the crowd. What he was going to do when he caught up to him, he wasn't so sure. But all he knew was that he had to talk to Hiro. And if they did more… he wasn't one to complain.
"Hiro! Please, wait up!" He panted.
Hiro spun, taken aback at the call. He stopped in his tracks to face his best friend, making them stand in the middle of the hallway. They stood face to face as passerbys moved around the two.
Keitaro huffed in exhaustion. "Whew, Hiro, slow down. I can hardly keep up."
"Keitaro? I- I didn't think you'd follow."
"Well, uhm… here I am."
They stood in timid silence. Keitaro internally groaned. He was so poised a minute ago. Where did Mr Confident Keitaro go? What was he even supposed to say? "Well hey Hiro, I think you looked real sexy up there, you mind if I fuck you till ya scream?" Ugh, he'd die of embarrassment. But there was no backing down now. He had to say something. He took a breath before speaking.
"Hey, uhm, do you think we can ta-"
"Hey! Yo!"
A shout intercepted Keitaro's question. Keitaro's eyes widened at the voice, quickly pinning it to the same stalker that had been hitting Hiro all night, who was now rapidly approaching them from the karaoke place. Hiro's expression turned sour.
"This guy? Again? What does he want?"
Keitaro on the other hand was quickly getting agitated. Not only has this guy been at their tails all day, but he once again was interrupted while he was with Hiro. Every time he tried to even make a move, someone or something made their moment ruined. It was so difficult just to get a word in. He didn't build up the courage just to be overheard by some loser who had nothing else to do. This was his moment, and he'd be damned if he didn't go through with it. With that in mind, he grabbed Hiro's wrist and tugged him along as he ran.
"Not this time! C'mon Hiro, follow me."
"Keitaro, where are we woah!"
Keitaro ignored his best friend as they raced down the room and into a narrow corridor. Keitaro could vaguely hear the weirdo following, struggling to keep up and steer away from the party attendees. As they whizzed away, Keitaro spotted a nicely concealed door that was opened just a crack. He opened the door and pulled Hiro inside. When they got inside, Keitaro slipped the door shut, locked it and switched on the lights. They listened to footsteps rush past the door. They let out their held breath. Keitaro only realized now that they had entered a fancy bathroom, a large mirror to his left, showing him leaning against the door while Hiro stood in the middle of the room.
Keitaro pushed himself off the door and turned to Hiro, about to ask him if he was alright, but words caught in his throat as he met Hiro's owl like eyes. They just stared at one another, the silence almost deafening. God, were Hiro's eyes always that magnificently orange like that, or was just the lighting? They looked so sincere, full of emotions, almost hopeful in some way. He felt he was drowning in them as he kept eye contact.
Against his brain's command, he felt his legs moving as if they had a mind of their own towards him in the middle of the room. Now he was so close, just like every other time they had a special moment like this.
They were still staring at one another.
Keitaro's hand grazed Hiro's cheek. Hiro sucked in a breath as a silent gasp.
The only thing he could see were his eyes.
Hiro's hands were now curled on Keitaro's chest. Keitaro let out a shuddered sigh.
There was nothing else but his eyes. His golden, beautiful eyes.
He leaned in ever-so-slowly, as if they'd be interrupted again. Hiro did the same.
He finally broke the staring contest to look at Hiro's lips. It was clear to see that he had reapplied his lip balm before the song. They looked so soft…
They were so close, their breaths puffing.
The waves of romantic and sensual tension were lapping against the unstable dam of hesistation. The tide was high, crashing and overflowing.
It was now or never…
Without thinking, Keitaro closed the gap.
They kissed.
His mind was reeling. They were kissing. They were actually kissing. After all the pining, he was finally kissing Hiro. He closed his eyes, savoring the stillness as they gently pressed their mouths together. He could feel Hiro tense and relax in eagerness under his touch. God, he couldn't even believe it. The water was bashing over the dam, becoming wetter and wilder at the kiss.
Gradually, they pulled away, their breathing shaking in nervousness. Keitaro opened his eyes to see that Hiro was intensely blushing, red painting his cheeks. He was sure he was in the same state. He looked at his eyes again, but was grabbed by the different message Hiro's eyes were sending. The look… it was the same stare he had when he was dancing. The intensity, the lust, the heat of it all, it made Keitaro desperate. He couldn't help but think how sexy he was. Keitaro's hands made their way to Hiro's back. He felt Hiro bury his own hands into his brown locks. Keitaro's pants tightened.
The waves were roaring now.
Hiro bit his lip.
The dam broke.
Within a single movement, their lips met again in a rougher and hungrier manner. Hiro's mouth opened in a gasp, letting Keitaro slip in his tongue, mashing it against Hiro's own. Their lips smacked as they made out, Hiro silently moaning into Keitaro's mouth. Keitaro moaned back in response. God, he wanted Hiro to make more noises just like that. They were so intoxicating, Keitaro was already addicted to the taste of his lips. He wanted more, more, more.
Keitaro's hands quickly moved down to Hiro's naked thighs, grasping them and gripping them tightly. Prying a leg in between the two legs, Keitaro made sure Hiro's arms were placed on top of his shoulders, took a breath praying this would work, and lifted Hiro onto his hips. Hiro gasped at the sudden movement, only to have the air ripped out of him and Keitaro pushed him against the marble walls. Keitaro startled at the gasp.
"Hiro! Are you ok? I didn't mean to hurt you." He asked, speaking for the first time since they had been in the bathroom. Hiro let out a small smile.
"I'm okay Keitaro, really!" He replied softly. He crisscrossed both his arms over Keitaro's shoulders and leaned in by his ear.
"Besides, you picking me up and slamming me against the wall? That was really hot~" He purred in his ear. Keitaro shivered in anticipation, quickly reconnecting their lips in another aggressive kiss, pushing Hiro right up on his back. Hiro's hand had began to explore the meal in front of him, sneakily putting the hand underneath Keitaro's shirt. Keitaro moaned, reciprocating by squeezing the globes of Hiro's ass tightly. Hiro broke the kiss to throw back his head and moan, showing off his slightly tanned neck. Keitaro eyed it deviously, swiftly moving to kiss his neck and place connecting the neck and shoulder.
"Keitaro! Ahhn!"
Keitaro moved back in surprise, staring at Hiro's own embarrassed face. He smirked devilishly.
"Is that place sensitive, Hiro?"
"Y-Yeah, it is, so just be care- haah!"
Keitaro unheeded the warning, returning to his ministrations on Hiro's neck, pecking and slightly nibbling on the slender neck, leaving Hiro gasping and gripping his hair. As he kissed the neck, he let his hand move its way to Hiro's thigh, snaking its way to Hiro's hips. Keitaro wasn't surprised to see a tent had pitched in the middle of the dress.
"Mmm, god Keitaro, y-you're gonna leave marks if you keep biting like that."
Hiro did have a point. He could see the small pink marks turning darker by the second. Keitaro would've stopped immediately, because what if someone saw? But… right here, with Hiro in his arms, shaking and erect, he couldn't care less. He felt Mr Confident Keitaro return as he nipped Hiro's ear and groped his thigh and ass again.
"Don't worry Hiro, you'll be fine. The jacket will cover it up. And besides, I still wanna hear those pretty noises from you."
He kissed the bottom of Hiro's chin as Hiro manhandled his belt and bulge.
"I wanna mark you all the time, Hiro."
"K-Keitaro?" Hiro blushed as Keitaro continued his assault on his neck while speaking, all while snaking his hands into Hiro's dress.
"I want to kiss your lips."
He slowly lifted the skirt material off his thigh, showing much more skin.
"Your neck."
Hiro's breath hitched as his thumb brush more towards his privates.
"Your body."
Hiro let out a strangled moan as Keitaro sucked harshly on the skin. Finally, Keitaro's fingers reached his hips where his…
Keitaro flushed when instead of the normal boxers he was familiar with Hiro wearing, he faced a silky, lacey pair of white panties, trapping his tight erection. He stared at Hiro for an answer. Hiro reddened once again.
"I- uhm… I needed to wear them cause my normal pair would've shown through my other dress. I forgot to bring a change of mmph-"
Hiro's explanation was cut short as Keitaro pressed his fingers to the top of his dick. He gasped as he felt the fingers rub and feel up and down the shaft. He looked down to where Keitaro's waist was.
"H-Hey. No fair. I wanna touch yours too."
Keitaro blushed, being reminded that yes, Hiro wanted him too. He collected his composure as he played with the waistband of the panties.
"Don't worry, you'll be touching it real soon."
He tightened his grip on Hiro as he whispered into his ear.
"When I'm deep inside you, anyway."
Hiro completely stilled, quickly concerning Keitaro.
"H-Hiro. I'm sorry, was that too-"
"Fuck, I love it when you talk naughty like that."
Keitaro blinked in bafflement at Hiro's swear. He liked his dirty talk? He always took Hiro as the type of guy who preferred to be serenaded. Well, there was no reason he couldn't do both, right? It was time dawn Mr Confident Keitaro. Hiro always did make him a little bit bolder. He quickly removed his belt and zipped down his zipper, pulling his paints down just enough to release his dick.
Hiro bit his lip as he salivated at the sight. While it wasn't the first time seeing his dick naked, it was the first time seeing it for him. He made Keitaro hot and horny. He couldn't get over the thought of it. He hummed quietly as Keitaro slipped off his underwear, making it fall to the floor.
"C'mon Keitaro, stop teasing already."
"Sorry Hiro, hehe. Don't worry, I'll just loosen you up real quick and then we can get started."
Hiro let out an embarrassed mumble. Keitaro squinted in confusion.
"What was that? I didn't hear you."
"I said, you don't need to do that. I… I'm already loose enough."
Keitaro's confused squint didn't leave his face. What did he mean by that? How was he already prepared? Unless-
"Before you guys came to pick me up. I-I kinda played with myself a lil bit. T-That's why I can take it."
Keitaro's eyebrows raised in shock. He what? Did Hiro just admit to masturbating before they picked him up for the party? Keitaro thought of the image. Hiro, on his Animal Crossing bed spread, naked, arching his back and he pushed his fingers in and out of his slicked hole… moaning helplessly as he begged for more… oh fuck…
"What did you think about?"
"W-What?"
"I said, what did you think about while you touched yourself?"
Hiro gulped at the question.
"W-Well. Uhm. I kinda.."
"Kinda?"
"I thought about you." He murmured quietly. Keitaro smiled at the wall. He had a plan. Now it was time to see it through. He snaked his fingertips near to Hiro's ass.
"Keep going. What did I do?"
"I-I thought about you on top of me."
Keitaro located Hiro's hole and rubbed it. Hiro let out a gasp.
"Mhm?"
"A-and you t-touching me."
Keitaro slipped in a finger. Hiro wasn't lying, he was stretched out enough. Hiro moaned at the contact. He pushed it in and out as Hiro grunted at the delicious friction.
"And what else?"
"Y-you f-fuck! Ahh!" Hiro cried as Keitaro found his prostate rather swiftly, circling the small nub inside of him.
"Really? You thought of me being inside you?" Keitaro asked cockily, not stopping. Hiro's head felt cloudy, the pressure already starting to build. It felt so good, but he wanted- no needed more.
"YES! It was you! It's always you! Keitaro-"
"Keitaro what?"
"PLEASE, FUCK ME!"
Keitaro's dick twitched. He almost didn't realize that his dick had gone fully stiff at all of Hiro's noises. While he had heard Hiro plead before, whether it was for food or attention, the sound wasn't unfamiliar. But this? This was different. And just like any other time, Keitaro just couldn't say no. He helped Hiro spread his legs further open, lining his cock up to Hiro's hole, the tip just piercing inside him. Keitaro looked to him for confirmation to go ahead. Hiro just nodded. Keitaro pushed himself in. The both of them groaned in pleasure. Keitaro halted to let Hiro get used to the size. Hiro breathed deeply in through his nose. Holy god, they were doing it.
"Keitaro, please, move already."
"Ok, Hiro. I'll go slow, I promise."
Keitaro restarted moving, dick easily gliding in and out due to the small precum and Hiro's previous preparations. Hiro let out a pleasured breath at each jab, enjoying the feeling of Keitaro's cock filling him up. This went on for a minute or two until-
"AHH!"
Keitaro blinked. He found Hiro's prostate once again, leaving Hiro a moaning mess. Hiro sounded so good, he just had to hear more. Fastening his hold on Hiro, he pulled out almost completely, before slamming himself back in, nudging Hiro's prostate directly.
"HAAH! Keitaro!"
"Uhn, Hiro…"
Keitaro thrusted at a quicker pace, making Hiro a moaning mess, raking his fingers down Keitaro's back. He banged his head against the wall, letting out a loud wail at each thump.
"Yes! Oh god YES! Just like that, Keitaro, just like THAT! Uhn, oh FUCK!"
Keitaro hummed in appreciation.
"God Hiro, you're so tight and warm. You feel so good."
"Keep going, please! Fuck me!"
The slaps of Keitaro's pelvis and Hiro's bottom emitted throughout the bathroom, echoing and bouncing against the walls. Hiro panted heavily, covering his mouth in fear of someone outside heading them. He got very surprised when Keitaro moved his hand and pinned it against the wall.
"Don't cover it, Hiro. I wanna hear you~"
"B-But what if they-"
"I know. Let them hear. I want them to know who's making you feel this good."
Hiro shuddered in pleasure. When was Keitaro so dominant? Why was it so sexy? Keitaro kept thrusting deeply at a fast pace.
"I've wanted this for- ughn- so long, Hiro. You don't know how much I've wanted you."
"I want you too- OH!"
Keitaro peeled open his eyes to stare at the beauty in front of him. Hiro was completely red, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead. His shoulder and neck were covered in red and purplish marks, his lips wet as he exclaimed in bliss. Hiro sensed that eyes were on him, opening his own and staring right back. Keitaro rushed to kiss him, Hiro reciprocating immediately. The kiss was sloppy, tongues mangling each other for control, saliva dripping to their chins. It was messy. It was chaotic. It was in a bathroom, for Pete's sake.
But it was theirs.
It was perfect.
Hiro pulled away to shout in fulfillment.
"Waaahh, KEITARO!"
Keitaro groaned at the sound.
"Hiro, say my name again, please."
Hiro smirked at Keitaro's reaction, pushing back down onto Keitaro's dick.
"Keitaro~"
Keitaro slammed back faster now, Hiro gasping for breath.
"K-KEITARO!"
"Fuck, please Hiro!"
"Keitaro! Keitaro! Keitaro!"
Keitaro sucked on Hiro's neck with no mercy, only adding to Hiro's buzz.
"AHH, FUCK KEITARO! I-I'm gonna cum!"
Keitaro bit Hiro's ear, never halting in speed.
"You are? You're gonna cum?"
"YES! GOD YES!"
"I'm so close too. You're gonna cum for me?"
"FOR YOU! ONLY FOR YOU!"
"Say it, Hiro. Say my name and cum."
Hiro was trembling now, each thrust sending him into a moaning frenzy. Keitaro's thighs were tensing, showing that he was close too. He moved his head to look right at Hiro, not wanting to miss a thing.
"KEITARO! HAAH, AHHH- OH FUCKFUCKFUCK! IM COMING, OH GOD IM COMING!"
"Fuck HIRO! Oh HIRO!"
They stared at one another, and in this moment, everything disappeared, and there was nothing but Hiro and Keitaro. Just the two of them. Nothing else mattered.
"KEITARO!!"
"HIRO!"
He wasn't sure who came first. All he felt was a tightening in his groin, and Hiro's asshole tensing around him, and then all he saw was Hiro and stars. It was so intense, almost choking him. He could feel Hiro shudder and scream in the distance. It was white hot pleasure. Keitaro had never felt anything like this before. It seemed to last forever, and then, it stopped.
Keitaro exhaled shakily, finally seeing the mess that they had made. Hiro's cum splattered on his dress and Keitaro's bare chest (since when was he shirtless? When did he take the thing off?). His own cum was dripping out of Hiro, dribbling down Hiro's legs, all the way to Keitaro's hand. Hiro let out a breath, finally leaning forward onto Keitaro in exhaustion. Keitaro's knees buckled, letting the both of them slide onto the floor, sitting on Hiro's conveniently placed jacket.
They leaned into one another, not saying anything, just trying to catch their breaths.
Finally, Hiro spoke.
"That… was. Amazing."
Keitaro chuckled, picking his head up from Hiro's shoulder to gaze at him.
"Yeah, it was. I've never felt anything like that before."
Hiro's smile slid off his face. He glanced to the floor.
"Keitaro… what are we? We've been flirting all night… hell even before that.. and now this… what am I to you?"
Keitaro stayed silent. Hiro sniffled.
"I-I understand if you don't wanna-"
"I love you."
Hiro looked up in shock.
"W-What?"
"I love you. I think I have for a while. I was so scared of what you would say, I didn't want to ruin what we have."
Keitaro laced their fingers together.
"But this? I want this. I want you."
Hiro let out a watery laugh.
"I-I can't believe it. I love you too. So much."
Keitaro shook his head.
"R-Really? Like, seriously?"
Hiro rolled his eyes.
"C'mere cutie."
Hiro yanked Keitaro's head towards him. They kissed softly, very reminiscent of their first kiss a while ago. Just like in Keitaro's dreams. Keitaro pulled away.
"Hey Hiro?"
"Yeah Keitaro?"
"Wanna be my boyfriend?"
Hiro smile brightly.
"Always."
They kissed again. Keitaro smiled into the kiss.
Jump of bravery indeed.
"C'mon, let's clean up. The guys will be wondering where we are."
Keitaro wiped down himself and Hiro and began buckling his belt. Hiro meanwhile struggled to get on feet, finally standing up. He saw Keitaro staring and purposely put on a show, bending over to retrieve his underwear and stretching his legs to slowly slide them on. Keitaro finally looked up at Hiro's eyes.
"Hey, my eyes are up here cutie." He giggled.
Keitaro made two large steps across the room to Hiro, placing his hands on Hiro's hips and squeezed gently.
"Sorry, but you just look so good. I've kinda been staring at you all day."
"Don't think I haven't noticed that. But I'm not innocent either. You looked so hot in that suit."
Keitaro smiled. They kissed.
"The guys are probably wondering where we are."
Kiss.
"We're gonna be late to the show."
"Mhm."
Kiss.
"We should really get going."
Hiro wrapped his arms around Keitaro's shoulders.
Keitaro's hands were still on Hiro's waist. Hiro raised an eyebrow.
"Well? Should we get going?"
Keitaro replied with a deep kiss.
A few minutes and another round never hurt anyone, right?
"Hiro! Keitaro! There you are! Where on earth were you guys?" Natsumi asked as Keitaro and Hiro made their way back, smiles clear on their faces. Keitaro blushed.
"I- uhm. We were-"
"We went to go check out the go-kart track."
Yoichi groaned. "Seriously? These assholes went to go fucking go-karting while we were stuck watching some dumb play? Unfair!"
"Eh, it was for the better." Taiga supplied. "I would've beaten all of you anyway."
"What, no way! I woulda left your ass in the dust, Dynamite!"
"Pfft, as if. Who won anyway Keitaro?"
Keitaro looked to Hiro. They both smirked.
"It was definitely a win-win."
"Aww what? A draw? Boring!"
"Well, no matter now." Natsumi said. "It says here that we're to return to the main building in around 40 minutes for the dance, so we must be leaving."
The group groaned in sadness. Taiga perked.
"Forty minutes, you say? That's enough time to go get take-out boxes from the buffet!"
"Taiga, you can't just go take food like-"
Hiro happened to be in agreement with the redhead. "Great idea! Race you!"
The two took of towards the lift, Yoichi yelling after them. Natsumi gasped, beginning to race toward the three misfits shouting about "no running guys!". Keitaro and Hunter shrugged their shoulders and began to follow.
Minutes after trying to stuff their bags full of takeaway (which both Natsumi and the chefs disapproved of greatly) and changing back into their formal attire, the COC made their way back to the banquet ballroom, where the majority of the guests had gathered. Giving a nod to Bill, who was still at the door's side, the crew left their bags aside and merged into the crowd as the music rang through the speakers. Keitaro pointed near the wall of the room.
"Guys! Look who it is!"
There in the distance stood Lee, Eduard, Seto and Felix, which the last of the two had their arms wrapped around themselves. Eduard looked away from Lee to squeal at the group.
"Oh ma god, guys! There you are. And, Hiro sweetie, you are looking FABULOUS!!" He exclaimed, getting close to examine Hiro's dress. Hiro scratched the back of his head and laughed sheepishly.
"O-Oh wow, thanks Eduard! You guys look really good too!"
"Boy, you HAVE to let me do your makeup next time! We should tots go shopping together."
"Yeah, I'd love to!"
"I do have to say, everyone is looking exceptional at this celebration." Lee complimented in his formal matter.
Seto laughed casually. "Yeah, we all look pretty good. You pulled off a pretty awesome party babe." Ha said, shaking Felix slightly. Felix smiled politely.
"Oh stop, you helped me out too. I'm just glad we all came along."
Taiga snatched a tray full of glasses from a passing waiter and served it to all the others. He raised his glass.
"To Felix!"
"To Felix!"
As soon as everyone downed their drinks, the floor cleared and slow music wafted through the air, coursing all the couples to the middle to dance with one another. Keitaro watched as Felix and Seto walked over danced with one another. Like couples do. He took a breath and walked over to Hiro, who was talking to the rest of the COC. He tapped his shoulder to get his attention.
"Is there a Mr Akiba here?"
Hiro laughed at the formality. "Why yes, that would be me. What seems to be the matter?"
Keitaro extended a hand out and dipped down in a bow.
"Would you care for a dance?"
"I'd be honored."
Meanwhile, the others watched the scene, nudging one another in excitement.
"Oh shit, it's happening, I swear to God it's happening."
"Everyone stay CALM!"
"They look so cute!"
"I can't watch, I swear if they don't kiss I'm going to cry."
Keitaro led Hiro to the dance floor, placing his hands on his hips. Hiro's hands went up to his shoulders as they swayed to and fro to the music.
"You're such a good dancer. I never realized you could move like that."
"Like what? Right now or on the stage?"
"Is it wrong if I said both?"
Hiro laughed aloud. "God Taiga's right, you're such a dork sometimes."
Keitaro shrugged. "Eh, if I'm dorky enough to be able to love someone like you, then I'm not complaining."
Hiro twinkled, swooning in Keitaro's arms. "You're such a romantic. I wanna stay like this forever."
"When I'm with you, everything is timeless."
Hiro's eyes shone. "I love you so much Keitaro."
"I love you too Hiro. More than you could ever imagine."
Hiro continued swaying. "Do you know when you wanna tell the guys we're a thing?"
Keitaro peered to his left, where Hunter, Natsumi, Yoichi and Taiga were failing terribly to pretend as if they weren't staring. He smirked and cupped Hiro's cheek. Hiro looked up, pink in the face. Keitaro nudged his head in their direction.
"You think now's a good time?"
Hiro caught his drift and smiled, placing a hand on the back of Keitaro's head.
"Now's perfect."
And with that, they kissed in the middle of the dance floor. Far away, Keitaro could hear Natsumi letting out an 'awww, that's so cute!'. Hunter seemed to be leaping for joy, announcing a loud 'YES!' while Taiga yelled, punching his fists in the air letting out a 'FINALLY! WOOHOO!'. Yoichi meanwhile was trying not to show that he was crying, fanning his eyes excessively. He sniffled loudly.
"I'm not CRYING! There's just emotions in my eye!"
"That is the legit definition of crying."
"You can't prove SHIT, Twinkerbell!"
As Hiro and Keitaro pulled apart, the music changed to more upbeat pop tempo, inviting everyone to get up and dance. The four other members ran over to the two already there.
"So…" Taiga asked cautiously. "Is this a thing now?"
Keitaro grabbed Hiro's hand and blushed. "Yeah, it's a thing now."
"Enough romance, let's dance bitches!" Yoichi exclaimed, already busting a move. Laughing, the others quickly joined in. Keitaro looked at all his friends with smiles on their faces.
Yes, there was nowhere else he'd rather be.
"Alright Hiro, here's your stop."
The party had came to a close, leaving the COC back on the road home. Natsumi was pulling up Hiro's home now, after a long drive with the radio on for once. Hiro, who once again was on Keitaro's lap, let out a little cough and coloured.
"A-Actually Natsumi, I'm staying at Keitaro's tonight-"
Everyone instantly "oooOoo'ed", making kissy faces at the pair. Keitaro buried his head into Hiro's back and groaned in embarrassment. Hiro rolled his eyes at his friends' maturity.
"As I was saying, I'm staying the night at Keitaro's, but I wanna tell my mom and drop off my bag. Not to mention getting some pyjamas. You mind if we made the pitstop to my house anyway?"
"Of course Hiro! We'll be outside waiting for you!" Natsumi said cheerfully as the car stopped.
"Alright! I'll be right back!" Hiro opened the door and hopped off Keitaro's lap. The second the door closed, everyone turned their head to face the brunette. Yoichi shook him by the shoulders.
"Keitaro! Keitaro! I need to know!"
"K-Know what?"
"Did you fuck in the bathroom?"
"YOICHI! You can't just ask questions like- oh my goodness you did, didn't you?"
Keitaro's silence and beet red face was enough of answer. Taiga, Hunter and Yoichi burst into laughter, Taiga slapping his lap.
"BWAHAHA, Jesus Keitaro! Couldn't keep your shit in your pants! Oh geez this is HILARIOUS!"
Yoichi's own laughter soon died quickly. "Wait, so let me get this straight. You got dirty in the bathroom?"
"Y-Yeah?"
"You guys kissed?" Taiga asked.
"Yes."
"And then you two got together?" Hunter inquired.
"Yep."
"A-All in one night?"
"Uhh, yes, why?"
Realization dawned on everyone's face. "Then that means…"
Natsumi gasped, slapping the wheel in astonishment. "I WIN! YES! AHAH! I'M RICH!"
The rest of the group groaned in failure.
"Seriously? Losing to Mr Perfect? And losing ten bucks?! Kill me now." Yoichi grumbled in shame. Taiga grunted in agreement. Keitaro finally caught on to what had been happening behind his back.
"You guys were BETTING on me and Hiro's relationship?!"
Everyone froze. Yoichi and Natsumi looked up at the car ceiling, Hunter twiddled his thumbs and Taiga whistled innocently as he slipped his wallet back into his pocket. At the same moment, Hiro came back into the car.
"Sorry, that took a bit- hey, why is everyone so quiet?"
Keitaro smirked evilly. "Nothing much Hiro, we were just talking about how next time we get together Natsumi's gonna bring us out for pizza with his 40 dollar gift card. Right, Natsumi?"
Natsumi sighed sadly at the front. "Yep. Absolutely."
"Oh! Awesome, I'm down for pizza. Where'd you get the money anyway?"
"It was a gift from a fatal mistake I never should've made."
"Ok you two. We're here."
"Thanks so much for taking us to the party Natsumi!"
"It was my pleasure Hiro! I'm always here if you need a ride!"
"Ugh, just hurry up and get out the damn car! I wanna go home already."
"Love you too, Wolfboy."
"The only reason you want them to hurry up is cause you have a curfew."
"SHUT IT DYNAMITE, NO ONE NEEDS TO KNOW THAT!"
"Aww, does the small lil puppy have a bedtime?"
"QUIET TWINKERBELL!"
"Ok, and that's our cue. See you guys later?"
"We always do, Keitaro. Keep it tight, alright?
"You too, Taiga!"
"Bye guys!"
"Bye Hiro! Bye Keitaro!"
"Keitaro, wait!"
"Huh? What's up Natsumi?"
"I just want to let you know… safe sex is vital-"
"BYE NATSUMI!"
"CONDOMS ARE AVAILABLE-"
The door slammed shut.
"Well, home sweet home."
Keitaro flicked on the light as Hiro took off his shoes. Looking at the halls before only reminded him of his family and his loneliness. But now, with Hiro standing next to him, the house already seemed filled with life. Hiro stretched his arms.
"Man, all that dancing made my legs feel like jelly, I can hardly even hey!"
In one movement, Keitaro swooped down and plucked Hiro up bridal style. Hiro hooked his arm around his neck to balance himself.
"Sorry for the surprise, Hiro. But it's like they say, a knight always must carry the prince back to his castle hehe."
"I'm still surprised how strong you are. Since when were you able to lift me like that?"
"I guess Yoichi's muscle workouts did kinda pay off a lot."
"Pfft, my Prince Charming, always saving the day."
Keitaro made his way to his bedroom, rocking Hiro side to side making the boy giggle mirthlessly. Kicking the door down, Keitaro plopped Hiro on top of the frog bedsheets. Climbing on top, he admired the view below him. Hiro, his arms above his head and a goofy grin on his lips. Keitaro got closer, their foreheads now touching.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"Lovely weather we're having."
"Shut up and kiss me already."
Keitaro complied, basking in the heat of Hiro's mouth.
"I don't think I'll ever get tired of kissing you."
"As much as I'd love to do more, I really need to wash this makeup off and get ready for bed. It's getting kinda late, don't cha' think?"
"I never took you as a guy to go to bed on time."
"I'm only doing this because you can't wake up early to save your life."
"… You've got me there. You can get ready in the bathroom while I change in here."
Keitaro pulled his shirt over his head as he heard the door to the bathroom shut. Getting his head through the hole, he saw Hiro leaning in the doorway. He rubbed his arm shyly and chuckled.
"Sorry I didn't bring sexier pjs. If I had known I'd gotten with the boy of my dreams I would've worn lingerie or something."
Keitaro made his way over to the boy and held both his hands in his own.
"Don't say that, Hiro. I think you look beautiful no matter what you wear. I don't need you changing your style just to impress me. I love you just the way you are."
Hiro pinked and lean in to kiss Keitaro's cheek.
"You are just the sweetest, you know that right?"
Keitaro's face became a similar tint.
"C'mon, let's get some sleep."
Keitaro led him towards the bed, bringing them both down into the soft bunk. Hiro settled into his pillow as Keitaro switched off the lamp, darkening the room. Lying back down, Keitaro didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around Hiro. The orange-haired boy responded by twisting their legs together and shuffling to the same pillow. After so many sleepovers, this was the first time they purposefully cuddled like this. Keitaro broke the silence in the room.
"Hey Hiro?"
"Mhm?"
"Was this our first date?"
"I like to think it was. We did a lot of things normal couples do on dates."
"Like in the bathroom?"
"Exactly."
He laughed.
"What do you wanna do for the next one then?"
"I dunno, maybe the arcade? I've heard they've brought back the ToySnatcher 3000."
"You mean that one with that big raccoon?"
"That's the one."
"Oh we should totally go! I've made it my main mission to get you that toy."
"Haha, if it's still there."
"Oh believe me, it'll be there."
Hiro yawned and snuggled into Keitaro's chest.
"You're the best boyfriend a guy could ever asked for, Keitaro."
Keitaro only smiled and snuggled back, all doubts and worries vanishing from his mind.
Because if this was the type of gift when it was someone else's birthday?
He couldn't wait for his own.
The End.
