AN: Oh hey look! Finally a short one-shot XD I'm so proud of myself.

WARNING! Contains M rated material mua ha ha ha!

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Kazahaya was having a bad day.

He woke up late, his God damn unreliable roommate not waking him up until minutes before he had to clock into work. And of course it had been a rude awakening of Rikuo screaming in Kazahaya's ear that he was late. And of course Rikuo gave a shit excuse that he had tried waking him up earlier, but that Kazahaya didn't budge.

Right.

Because of that, he didn't get to shower or eat. At least he got his teeth brushed and body dressed in record time.

Kazahaya's bad day was only beginning though, as Kakei assigned him to stock. The delivery truck had arrived and it was time to replenish the shelves. Kazahaya grumbled something about why shouldn't the brute do it? but upon hearing his boss' answering tone to that rhetorical question, Kazahaya shut right up and begrudgingly got to work. He hated stocking, mostly because that was the perfect time for that pervert Rikuo to tease, and he always felt those horrible green eyes on his ass!

He supposed it was better than manning the register, there he would have to greet customers, take their money, count, and make small talk. Kazahaya, although friendly, found it tiresome to keep a smile plastered on his face... and having to deal with refunds or an angry customer in general just made him on edge.

But anyway, back to the horrible day.

It was an hour until lunch break, and Kazahaya was convinced he was going to pass out before then. He tried though, to not think of food, only staring at the bottles of medicine that he mechanically shoved (neatly) on the clean white shelves.

It was surprisingly quiet in the store, a rare moment but Kazahaya was glad to not answer possible customers' questions at the moment, stomach growling with a vengeance.

Unfortunately, Rikuo noticed the lack of service as well, and abandoned his seat at the cash register to sate his boredom.

Kazahaya had a box at his feet, one he was currently unpacking. It was while he was correctly placing the bottles on the shelf did he sense Rikuo's presence and saw him taking what he had just filled the shelf with and putting it back in the box, a childish grin playing on his lips.

Kazahaya glared. "Stop that!" He snatched a handful of bottles right out of Rikuo's hands, hearing them clank against each other, before hastily replacing them. As he turned back to the box, he found it shut and a considerable distance from him.

Kazahaya growled under his breath, glare intensifying. Rikuo acted unaware of it. He stomped over to Rikuo, bending down and dragging the box backwards to its original location. As he tilted his head up to catch Rikuo's expression, he regretted it, mumbling something about perverts.

Rikuo had his arms crossed, looking down on Kazahaya like he was... doing something other than simply shuffling a box away from Rikuo's feet.

With a final glare meant to kill, Kazahaya got back to work, trying to ignore his ridiculous roommate.

Rikuo started whistling a senseless tune, something cheery. It made Kazahaya frown, his brooding thoughts invaded by song.

"Stop whistling!" He commanded. Rikuo didn't listen, walking up behind him. Kazahaya turned his head to face front once more, closing his eyes and trying to force a headache that he could feel forming away. When he felt his apron being tugged at and quickly sliding away from his body he blinked, turning back around to snarl at Rikuo, when he felt his nose licked.

"Eugh!" Kazahaya rubbed the back of his hand over his nose. Rikuo laughed loudly, obviously enjoying himself.

"Why don't you get back to your station!" Kazahaya yelled, retying his apron around his lower back.

"Why? When this is so much more fun..." Rikuo stepped forward, invading Kazahaya's space, setting his hands on thin hips, thumbs pressing.

Kazahaya swallowed, angry at himself for being unable too look away from distracting green eyes.

In all honesty, and Kazahaya still couldn't figure out why, Rikuo and him had some how... started sleeping together. And not the innocent just sleeping side-by-side, separate blankets and pillows, nuh uh.

Kazahaya wasn't even sure how it happened, they were arguing heatedly in the kitchen one day, when suddenly he had attacked Rikuo... in his mind, he planned on tackling him to the ground, maybe banging his useless face into the floor. But when he flung himself at Rikuo, instead of throwing a punch, he smashed their lips together. And Rikuo, instead of being disgusted or taken off guard, had wrapped his arms around him and kissed back so hard and so deep, Kazahaya lost all train of thought.

That was about a month ago, and although neither of the boys had brought it up or identified themselves in any way, they were still doing it. They still made out and touched each other secretly, and they had sex. God, they had a lot of sex. Kazahaya wondered constantly what was wrong with him, that whatever he was doing with Rikuo couldn't be healthy, certainly.

Despite the added concept of attraction and affection in the teenager's lives, Rikuo still bullied him without fail. Sure the teasing now had flirtatious undertones and intimate touches and even gropes could be added to the mix, Kazahaya still got infuriated how Rikuo would never stop.

"You are such a bastard," Kazahaya tried to keep his dignity in tact and not blush at the close proximity.

"Am not..." Rikuo mumbled, leaning in, his eye lids drooping. Kazahaya's eyes began closing too, an unknown source pulling him to meet Rikuo's lips halfway...

A bell rang, indicating someone had just stepped into the building. Rikuo and Kazahaya jumped apart as if they'd been burned. Rikuo rolled his eyes, irritated at being interrupted.

"P-pervert!" Kazahaya mumbled quietly, turning back to his work. This was his last box, the faster he got this chore done, the sooner he could get to his lunch.

Rikuo remained silent, for once, walking past Kazahaya, pausing briefly at the shelf next to him before nudging his shoe along the bottom shelf on the floor, knocking off boxed medicines in a disarray.

"Argh!" Kazahaya couldn't keep down his wail of anger. "Himura!" Kazahaya wondered how he could possibly feel anything for the abnormally huge asshole that was his co-worker. How he could give his body to him almost every night without fail.

"Kudo," Rikuo replied calmly before taking a seat once more behind the register. The person who entered, a young woman, gave Kazahaya a bewildered look before passing his aisle. Kazahaya fumed, glaring daggers at that self satisfied smirk at the front counter.

Maybe he was turning into a masochist... or, gah, he liked the attention. Kazahaya wasn't sure. He told himself, every time after one of their spats, that he would refuse Rikuo. But every time he tried, he ended up caving anyway.

And it wasn't like he didn't want it... Kazahaya narrowed his eyes as he quickly finished his box, keeping one eye on the wandering patron. It was always mutual, whatever happened in the bedroom at night. It was sad, Kazahaya thinking about how weak he was. How easily gave in. Maybe it was because Rikuo was a good kisser.

Kazahaya licked his lips and groaned, realizing what he did. He took a look at Rikuo, who was, obviously, watching him. A nasty thought flashed through Kazahaya's mind; a way to get back at Rikuo for always taunting him.

It wasn't like any of his other plans, which usually involved pain or insults or failed traps. This plan... made Kazahaya blush furiously, taken off guard by his own imagination. But he nodded, determined, his box was almost empty, and the lady who had walked in was handing an item to Rikuo, who rang up her purchase.

Kazahaya left the empty box, swallowing and walking behind the counter as the woman left the shop.

Rikuo raised an eyebrow as he watched his co-worker approach, a grin spreading across his lips.

"Hello," Rikuo greeted in a low voice.

"Hello," Kazahaya said disinterestedly, stopping close to Rikuo, leaning sideways against the counter. "Have something to say to me?" He meant an apology.

"Nope."

"No?" Kazahaya raised his voice a hair, while also speaking softer, getting closer to Rikuo.

"You heard me," Rikuo's eyes softened, watching Kazahaya carefully.

Kazahaya lay his hands on Rikuo's hips, almost pressing his body against the bigger teen. "You are so mean to me," he spoke lightly.

"I'm mischievous," Rikuo said, keeping his ground.

Kazahaya hummed, letting his hands wander behind Rikuo, grabbing his ass cheeks. "So am I."

Rikuo made a sound like a growl, a gleam appearing in his eyes, watching Kazahaya like prey. Kazahaya repressed a giggle at that, bringing his hands to the front once more, moving them down to press against the front of Rikuo's pants.

"Oh, I see..." Rikuo said darkly, a self satisfied smirk plastered on his face. Kazahaya wanted to wipe it away.

"Hmm..." Kazahaya leaned up on his toes, pressing his lips on Rikuo's neck, massaging a little harder with his hands before brushing away the apron to get at the button of his jeans, popping them open with one hand and sliding the zipper down with the other.

Kazahaya fought to control the burning in his cheeks as he knelt in front of Rikuo, hands pulling the denim down a fraction with him. If there was one thing Kazahaya could take selfish pride in... it was this.

Rikuo's lips were parted, breathing a little heavier as he watched Kazahaya, but still trying to keep his cool, he mumbled an, "Oh really?"

This. "Yeah really," Kazahaya pulled those jeans down a little further, taking boxer shorts with them, and slipping Rikuo's semi erect penis out. While keeping eye contact with Rikuo, he placed an open mouthed kiss to the side of the pink head, letting his fingers lightly trace the visible veins.

Kazahaya didn't know where it came from, but every time he went down on Rikuo, he had the self assured, dense, smirking bastard under his control. Rikuo didn't have to tell him how amazing it was (even if he did). Kazahaya figured out he had... kind of a knack for it after reducing Rikuo to a puddle of moaning goo each and every time he gave the ungrateful snob a blow job.

Kazahaya felt Rikuo shiver. "Geez, Kazahaya," he was definitely panting now. Kazahaya allowed himself a grin, taking his eyes back to the thick member in his hand, watching how it grew firmer and bigger as he gently stroked it, thumbing over the slit, which was already dripping with pre-cum.

The bell rang. Kazahaya almost giggled. This was it... the reason behind his random and totally inappropriate public display of affection, to see Rikuo crack. To watch him handle himself while Kazahaya silently sucked him off underneath the counter.

Kazahaya looked up just in time to see Rikuo looking down on him again, panic clear on his face.

"Kaza-" he whispered.

"Shh," Kazahaya silently commanded, taking his first lick of the hot flesh.

"Uhh," Rikuo looked back up, his eyes darting everywhere, probably contemplating if he should tell Kazahaya to stop. His dick certainly hadn't gone flaccid yet.

Kazahaya heard two sets of footsteps as they walked past the front counter, a man speaking to someone, and a female voice answering. A couple, perfect. Kazahaya really got to work, swirling his tongue around the head and down the shaft and back again, letting his hands roam up Rikuo's legs... which he felt buckle slightly before taking a step forward, hiding Kazahaya more efficiently.

Oh how bad Kazahaya wanted to make a comment, how bad he wanted to see Rikuo's strained face, but he would have to just imagine it, as he covered his mouth over Rikuo's length slowly, letting his tongue press against the underside. He felt Rikuo's hand in his hair now, just laying there, not gripping.

The sounds of the couple walking and their murmurs were the only sounds in the store... Kazahaya could feel Rikuo's legs beginning to shake lightly, but he surprisingly kept his voice down. This would not do, Kazahaya wanted Rikuo to suffer, make a fool out of himself, creep the customers out. Not the most noble thing to do, since Kazahaya worked here and needed to draw in potential customers, not drive them away.

But, this was an exception.

Kazahaya heard the man walk up to the counter. He gripped the base of Rikuo's cock hard, sucking on the head hard enough to hollow out his cheeks. Rikuo gasped above him. Kazahaya had to carefully detach his mouth to grin wickedly.

There was a hesitance before the man spoke. "Do you prescribe stuff here?"

Kazahaya, still grinning, instead moved underneath Rikuo's length, keeping his hand around it to pump hard, while he lapped up the hanging scrotum, getting it partly in his mouth and sucking on it gently. The hand atop his head gripped harshly, almost enough to cause pain.

"No, sorry," Rikuo replied curtly. Kazahaya imagined a strained smile on his face, trying to show he wasn't intentionally being rude.

"Oh, well," the man continued on, much to Kazahaya's delight and Rikuo's dismay. "Where is the closest pharmacy that does?" The man went on to explain that they were new in town and didn't know their way around well.

Luckily for Rikuo, he didn't need to write down directions, the next drug store was only a couple blocks down. Kazahaya made sure to return his attention to Rikuo's weeping cock while he was in the middle of explaining the way there, starting off with a long, hard suck. Rikuo's voice cracked mid-sentence and Kazahaya smiled, accidentally scrapping his teeth along the tender flesh. That made Rikuo remove his hand from his head, thrusting forward once sharply and without warning, almost making Kazahaya gag as he felt the back of this throat rubbed against. He felt Rikuo try to play it off as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

Ugh, you fuckwad! That hurt! Kazahaya screamed in his brain, holding down a cough and wanting to bite down intentionally now, but resisted temptation, instead shooting a pointed look upward, which wasn't received. He replaced his hand over half of Rikuo's length.

After an awkward silence between the patron and Rikuo, the guy finally muttered a thanks, and Kazahaya heard them leave.

Immediately after the door closed, Rikuo stepped back, glaring down, a look of frustration, arousal, and everything in between pointed at Kazahaya. He was frowning too. Kazahaya kept his lips firmly around the flesh in his mouth as he returned the gaze with the most innocent expression he could muster.

"Stop now, or I'm going to get really pissed," Rikuo's voice didn't sound angry though, it sounded dry and heavy.

Kazahaya paused deliberately, pretending to consider it, before he removed his hand from the hard, hot flesh, replacing both of them onto Rikuo's hips and opened his throat, sucking his entire length into his mouth.

Rikuo groaned a curse loudly, smacking both hands flat against the counter as Kazahaya encouraged him to thrust into his mouth, down his throat. He breathed carefully, bobbing his head up and down and pressing his lips tightly against Rikuo's wet cock, keeping down his gag reflex almost perfectly as he met Rikuo's intrusions, deepening them, making Rikuo reach his breaking point.

A breathless gasp was heard from above as Kazahaya felt Rikuo's cock begin to spasm, releasing into his mouth and down his throat. Kazahaya swallowed it all, releasing his tight hold and letting Rikuo ride out his orgasm as he gently lapped up any remaining fluid, breathing hard.

Rikuo collapsed on the floor beside him a moment later, halfheartedly tucking himself back into his pants.

Kazahaya contemplated crawling away, knowing Rikuo's threats were never empty, but was surprised when, instead, Rikuo grinned naughtily.

"So," he inhaled deeply, out of breath as well. "Want me to return the favor?"

Kazahaya frowned, confused. Wasn't Rikuo supposed to be angry? Embarrassed? Totally humiliated?

"... I'm afraid you might bite me," was all Kazahaya said aloud.

The grin turned into a smirk. "And risk never being allowed near that ass again?" He slumped forward and crawled into Kazahaya's space.

"Ha, you're so funny," Kazahaya responded dryly, leaning back, away from Rikuo. "Now you know what it feels like to be put on the spot at work."

"Was that what that was?" Rikuo grabbed one of Kazahaya's arms, yanking him into his lap. Kazahaya fell, flailing lightly and sputtering uncontrollably.

"You know that just encourages me," he nipped Kazahaya's ear, who went still. "I'm liking these new ideas of yours. I'm excited to see what else you have up your sleeve."

Kazahaya could have cried. All that work, and Rikuo ended up enjoying it. He had taken pleasure in Kazahaya's attempt at revenge... it was worse than Kazahaya's plans outright failing. This one had failed, and instead made Rikuo happy. This was the exact opposite of what Kazahaya was hoping for.

"I hate you so much," he mumbled, blushing in shame.

"If that's what you call hate," Rikuo roughly kissed Kazahaya on the mouth, sending said boy's heart somewhere outside his chest. "Then you just wait," he murmured as he pulled back, lips ghosting against Kazahaya's. "How much hate I'm going to take out on you," here he made some kind of growl, viciously biting down on the crook of Kazahaya's neck, sending an electronic thrill down the smaller boy's body as Rikuo finished his statement with, "... tonight."

Kazahaya hated how his body reacted to such words, hated how his thoughts betrayed him while he thought about what Rikuo could possibly do to him, and hated how much he wished their work shift would end, so he could find out.