Author's Note: Another late-night scribble...

Ninjalogy

By: Mad Betrayal

Chapter 2 ~ Heimlich Maneuver

"Uhhh…Jay? Don't you think you should slow down a bit?"

Cole eyed his boyfriend nervously as the latter continued to stuff his face with cinnamon rolls. Jay munched on the sweets with feverish abandon, a gooey roll in each hand and bits and pieces of crumbs and icing plastered around his mouth. Sparkling blue eyes disappeared into happy crescents as Jay moaned his appreciation over a mouthful.

"Mmmm….! Mmm…mmmmm….! *Nom Nom Nom* Mmmmm…. Mmm…"

Cole deadpanned. "What?! Jay, I don't understand a word you're saying! Will you please just stop eating?! You're gonna end up choking pretty soon if you're not careful!"

Cole folded his arms across his chest with a huff, his warning obviously bouncing right off the gluttonous brunette. Though he was always happy to see his lover enjoying himself—in the bedroom or otherwise—he couldn't help but sulk.

Goddammit Zane, why did you have to make your cinnamon rolls?! I was gonna make cannolis! I want Jay to moan over my food!

Quite suddenly, Jay's eyes snapped open and he dropped his half-eaten cinnamon rolls to the floor. He placed his hands urgently over his throat and croaked a wheezed cough.

"Jay?"

Meeting his boyfriend's eyes desperately, Jay pointed to his throat. "I…can't…breathe…"

Emeralds widened with alarm. "What?! Dammit Jay, I told you! Hold on!" Cole quickly got behind his choking lover and wrapped his muscled arms tight around his middle. He then positioned a fist over the lower part of Jay's ribs and put his other hand over it.

"Okay! Bend over a little! Alright and…thrust!"

Cole pressed his fist into Jay's abdomen with quick inward and upward thrusts, performing the Heimlich maneuver repeatedly. Both young men's faces were quickly flushing with exertion.

"C-Cole…*gasp*… Please… It…hurts…"

"C'mon honey, just one more thrust!"

With his noir locks damp with sweat, Cole pressed his fist powerfully into Jay's abdomen, lifting his boyfriend clear off the ground with his strength. Jay coughed hard, dislodging his throat of the partially eaten morsel and expelling it to the kitchen floor. Cole stood bent over Jay as they both panted breathlessly, his arms still enveloping his boyfriend.

Jay laughed weakly. "Cole…haa…sweetheart…haa haa…thanks…"

Relief swept over Cole like a tide and a tired smile touched his lips. "Oh honey…haa… Thank God…"

"K-K-Kaa…san…?"

Cole and Jay's heads turned abruptly to the kitchen's entryway in unison. And there, standing in the doorway were their two dorm mates, Kai and Zane, and two other guys who were freshman at the university, Lloyd and Brad. There was absolute silence as the four newcomers stared at the scene before them with hanging jaws (Kai's stick of pocky fell out of his mouth): Cole bent provocatively over Jay, their faces flushed and sweaty—the harsh panting, the state of the kitchen with its strewn about cinnamon rolls and "mysterious" white goo on the floor.

Zane, being the first to recover, closed his mouth and raised a hand to massage his temples. "Dear friends…you do realize that food is prepared in here, correct?"

"You horny idiots!" Kai exploded with a raised fist and four throbbing veins pulsing at his temple. "Even Zane and I stay away from the kitchen! You two couldn't walk three-friggin'-feet to your room?!"

Zane regarded his irate boyfriend calmly, a delicate yet knowing curve tugging at the corners of his comely lips. "We almost didn't make it to our room last night, Flame. You took me right there in the hallway, outside our bedroom door. Ergo, we should be more empathetic."

Smirking, Kai's smoldering amber gaze met Zane's forest depths easily. "That's not the point, Diamond," he purred, recalling the night prior. "And besides you act like that was my fault. You were teasing me all night at the Mitchell's party. I only did what came natural to me, which was—"

"Yes, yes, Love." Zane coaxed down the rising fire by his side, however, he still felt compelled to feel his boyfriend's burning heat. "I received your poem. Though it wasn't very original, it was…sweet nonetheless…"

Brad blinked out of his stupor, vaguely hearing the sophomores behind him. Instead, he swiveled his apprehensive aquamarines to his blonde boyfriend. "Um…so…Lloyd? This is your beloved kaasan, huh?"

This was actually Brad's first meeting with Lloyd's closest friends, and although he spoke fondly of all of them in turn, it was obvious he favored Jay. Brad was a little nervous at first. He had been downright intimidated by Kai for the spiky-haired man considered Lloyd as a "little brother" and had scrutinized him as if gauging if Brad was even worth Lloyd's time. Brad had been quite sure he was going to burst into flames if Zane—Kai's boyfriend as well as polar opposite—hadn't broken the ice. Figuratively speaking, of course.

Zane's cool and smooth as silk tenor had instantly calmed Brad's fried nerves and tamed Kai's fiery interrogation of him. In the end, it was all well and good and the raven got along swimmingly with Kai and Zane, which only left two others—Cole and Jay. Brad remembered the very first sentence that Lloyd had spoken to describe the former: "He's the green-eyed bastard that holds my kasaan prisoner!"

Okay so…maybe he didn't speak fondly of all his friends. Lloyd seemed to have some sort of like, hate relationship with Cole, and Kai had been the one to explain to Brad that it was completely one-sided for Cole held not a single iota of animosity for Lloyd. However, no one really told him the specifics and the most he could get from Lloyd was that Cole had betrayed Jay while they attended high school. And although they had gotten back together after Jay broke-up with Cole, Lloyd no longer trusted the "green-eyed bastard" no further than he could throw him.

"You green-eyed bastard! What the hell are you doing to my kaasan!?" Lloyd roared, pointing an accusatory finger at the slack-jawed couple frozen in the kitchen, or more accurately…Cole.

Brad's curious gaze soon landed on Jay—AKA the "kaasan" in question. To hear Lloyd talk about Jay was nothing short of reverence and great respect. Kai may have been the closest thing to a "brother" Lloyd ever had, but Jay was the big kahuna—the "mother" that Lloyd never had. Brad wasn't sure if he should be jealous of his boyfriend and the parental relationship he apparently has with this…strikingly beautiful blue-eyed man, but maybe he could deduce that Lloyd's loathing towards Cole was simply a "son" thinking that no man was good enough for his "mother".

Or something like that… Hell, he was studying to become a botanist not a psychologist.

Anyway…something seemed to snap and Cole and Jay straightened up from their bent over positions. Jay was still somewhat panting and red-faced, and Cole kept an arm wrapped around his middle in order to help support his boyfriend's weight as he leaned back.

"Wait, wait, wait guys! This isn't what it looks like!" Cole pleaded, but Lloyd looked ready to charge like a raging bull.

"Shut it, sicko! You put him up to this, didn't you?! Because there's no way kaasan would agree to such debauchery! And what the hell is all that white stuff around his mouth?! Did you make him—" Maroon burgundy eyes widened, and within their depths one could probably see Cole's corpse lying mangled on the kitchen floor… "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

"What?! Lloyd, I swear we didn't—" Cole turned frantically to his blissfully dazed boyfriend. "C'mon honey, help me out here!"

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL MY KAASAN "HONEY"! RYAAAAAHHHH!" Beyond manic, Lloyd rushed forward towards Cole, but unfortunately after only a few steps…he slipped on the "mysterious" white goo on the floor and fell forward. "AAAAHHHH!" Trying to catch himself, he threw his arms in ditch-effort windmill and consequently swung his laptop bag wildly forward. And misfortune happened yet again as the bag collided with Jay's face, producing an instant K.O. to the already winded man.

"Jay!"

"Kaasan!"

"Lloyd!?"

"Shit!"

"Goodness!"

Cole cradled his now weightless lover and lowered him to the floor. "Jay! Jay! C'mon honey, speak to me!"

Lloyd quickly crawled over. Oh yeah, he still fell… "Kaasan! Kaasan! Damn, I'm so sorry! Bastard, give 'em here! I'll take care of my kaasan!"

"That's not my name, asshat!" Cole growled at the blonde. "And what are you gonna do, huh? Smack him in the face with a frying pan!?"

"You bite me! And at least I know how to use one, ya no-cookin' dipshit!"

Cole rolled his eyes. "Ugh! We don't have time for this. Just make yourself useful and fetch a cold washcloth, will ya?"

Lloyd grumbled, but climbed to his feet regardless. "You better be glad my kaasan's health is at stake, bastard-perv. Otherwise, I'd gut your ass!"

In the entryway, Zane released a sad sigh. "I'll have to sterilize the kitchen…"

"I have a better idea…" Kai grabbed his lover around the waist and brought him close. He smirked at the Russian hybrid's shocked expression. "Why don't we just torch the place and collect the insurance money? Then you and I can go on a cruise."

A silver-blond eyebrow rose. "Because this our dorm room, not our house, Love. And, we're in the middle of a semester. Why would we go on a cruise?"

"Ah-ha! So you do want to marry me!"

Getting increasingly flustered and bemused that he inadvertently walked into this conversation again, Zane blushed and panicked. "I…I…"

"Um, guys…?" Everyone turned eyes to the crouching raven-haired man with a single finger raised, a dollop of the "mysterious" white goo covering the tip. "This stuff is icing… Most likely from the cinnamon rolls…"

All was silent, each individual most likely working out the probability in their heads. That is until…

"That's what I've been trying to tell you all!" Cole bellowed. "Jay was eating cinnamon rolls and started choking! I then saved his life by performing the Heimlich maneuver!"

Everyone blinked at the couple on the floor. "Ohhhhhh…"

"Wait… My kaasan almost died?!" Lloyd yelled, horrified, but Brad grinned hopefully at his boyfriend.

"And Cole was the one who saved him, Lloyd."

"While you knocked him out…" Kai snickered, but was silenced by a sharp elbow in the ribs by Zane.

Lloyd frowned and kneeled down beside Cole and his unconscious mother-figure, and placed the cool damp cloth on Jay's head. His grimace turned worrisome as he peered at Jay's sleeping face and he uttered. "Fine…I guess this only makes you…half…a bastard…"

Cole smiled at the younger. "I'll take it. Thanks, Lloyd."

The occupants in the college dorm were all smiles until…Jay started to stir. He groaned and rolled onto his side, pressing his face against Cole's clavicle. "Hmm…so good… You've really improved your technique, sweetheart… I can't get enough… Ohhh…the cream is just drizzling down my throat… Mmm…good cannoli…"

Lloyd's face quickly darkened and a ferocious snarl twisted his lips. Cole grinned with a sweat-drop and stood up, cradling his now happily drooling boyfriend in his arms. "Okay umm—I think we'll just be going to our room now… Bye!"

Cole hurriedly dashed out of the kitchen and Lloyd leapt to his feet in a fit of rage. "I HATE YOU, YOU BASTARD!" He was about to give chase, but Kai and Zane restrained him, each holding an arm.

"Well," Zane sighed as the blond continued to throw a tantrum even as Brad tried to calm him down. "At least Jay finally started liking Cole's cooking."

Kai shook his head with mock-sympathy. "Diamond, Diamond, Diamond…how can you still be this innocent?" At Zane's well…innocent look, Kai smirked. "Oh well, I guess that's one of the many things I love about you."

Author's Note: Kai's poem to Zane:

Roses are red, violets are blue

Sugar is sweet, and I'm gonna screw you into the wall

So poetic…