Oh my goodness, hello everyone ("everyone" being a relative term, as there are mere two or three people that may read this), I am sorry it took me forever to update. I am not going to promise that I will update again soon, but hopefully I will not take nearly a year this time. My creativity has been focused elsewhere as of late, but I hope this chapter continues the story on in the way I intended it to...feel free to leave feedback!

After classes were over for the day, Hideki met up with Shinbo at the dining hall.

"Hey, Shinbo," said Hideki, reaching the top of the stairs where his friend was waiting for him.

"C'mon over here, I got us a table," Shinbo directed, motioning for Hideki to follow him.

When they had gotten their food, they sat down at a table near the back wall.

"How was your day?" Shinbo asked.

"It was ok. Pretty boring. How about you?" Hideki replied.

"My day was exceptional!"

"Oh yeah? What's with that smirk?"

"A girl in my chem class gave me her number!" Shinbo said, excitedly.

"Figures," Hideki grumbled, rolling his eyes.

"Don't feel bad, Motosuwa. You just gotta put yourself out there more!" Shinbo encouraged.

"You don't get it, Shinbo," Hideki sighed.

After dinner, Shinbo invited Hideki over to his dorm. They each did some homework, but called it quits after a couple of hours.

"I think you need to loosen up once in a while, Motosuwa."

"What do you mean? I'm not tense!"

"Oh yeah?" Shinbo stood up and put his hands on Hideki's shoulders. After giving them a gentle squeeze, he laughed. "Do you wanna have a few beers with me?"

"Uh…are you sure drinking on a school night is a good idea? We both have morning classes."

"A few drinks won't kill you, Motosuwa."

After a moment, Hideki caved in. "Alright, I'm down."

Shinbo put on a movie while they sat on the couch drinking. They were having a great time, laughing about typical college bullshit. Hideki noticed that Shinbo was acting a bit strange—he started poking and tickling and mildly invading his personal space. Hideki didn't think anything of it at first. They were both pretty buzzed, after all.

"Motosuwa," Shinbo whispered, rather playfully, into Hideki's ear.

Hideki turned to face him, his brow quirking. Shinbo had a very relaxed, but almost lustful expression in his eyes. He suddenly pulled the other freshman closer. Hideki didn't know what to do.

"I want you, Motosuwa," Shinbo mouthed, in a faint whisper.

Hideki was startled. He froze for a moment, but it passed quickly as he stared back into Shinbo's glossy dark eyes. By this point, Hideki was too drunk to make a rational decision. He was also horny, and with his walls quickly crumbling down; he allowed himself to live in the moment. After all, Shinbo was very, very cute. He responded by drawing his lips nearer to the other boy's.

They both had to know this had been coming, whether they wanted to believe it or not. In the heat of the moment, they shared a sloppy kiss. Hideki was surprised by how passionately Shinbo embraced him as they locked lips. He responded, wrapping his arms around Shinbo's neck. From there, it quickly escalated to Shinbo pinning Hideki down and ripping his shirt off.

"Motosuwa, do you want this?" Shinbo asked, barely giving the other boy a choice. He traced his hand down Hideki's tanned chest and stomach.

"Shinbo…let's do it." Hideki said, his speech slurred.

The next morning, sun pierced through the horizontal blinds. Hideki stirred, trying to figure out what was going on. His head was resting in the crook of his friend's neck. They were both naked and covered in half-dried sweat. He couldn't believe it, but once he was awake enough, everything started to come back to him.

"Motosuwa…how do you feel?" Shinbo asked from under him, giggling.

"A little hungover. Did we…?"

"It was amazing, Motosuwa. We should do it again before class!" Shinbo exclaimed, drawing Hideki back to him.

"I can't do that again, Shinbo. I'll see you later."

Hideki gathered his belongings and went back to his room to get cleaned up. He knew what he'd done was irresponsible, and he felt guilty for it. As if on cue, there was another love note waiting for him under his door.

"Well, now I think know who was sending these…sick bastard!" Hideki muttured to himself, angrily.

Meanwhile, Shinbo reminisced of the previous night's activities. He succeeded in sleeping with Motosuwa, something he'd wanted to do since the day he met him. His dick started growing hard under the sheets from just remembering how it felt being balls deep in that sexy, awkward, horny boy. Shinbo's chest was still covered in dried semen from Motosuwa. He wanted nothing but to experience how tight and how vocal that boy was again. He stroked his length, remembering fucking with Motosuwa. He wanted to release inside him again and again and make his mark on the boy. Before long, he came on the already dirtied set of sheets.

Back at home, Chitose sat in her apartment by the phone, trying with all her might not to call Hiroyasu. She still didn't have any tangible evidence to prove what may be going on in Hideki's love life, so she withdrew—despite the thought of Hideki having a girlfriend eating away at her further every moment she allowed herself to dwell on it.

Instead, Chitose went for a walk in attempt to clear her mind. She had an ulterior motive, of course. She walked to Chiroru to visit Hiroyasu before he closed up for the evening.

"Why hello there!" The baker called, from behind the pastry counter.

"I thought I'd drop by to say hi," Chitose said, greeting her friend. "I was wondering if you'd like to come over to my place for dinner."

"Really? Sure, I'd be happy to. Would you like me to bring a dessert?"

"Great! Yes, bring something yummy. Is there anything in particular you're in the mood for? I'm just on my way to the supermarket now," informed Chitose, adjusting the glasses she wore so infrequently.

"That's kind of you to offer. I'm up for anything you're willing to make. You're a great chef!"

When dinner was nearly ready, Hiroyasu knocked at the door. Chitose called from the kitchen for him to come in.

"Long time no see, Hiroyasu."

"It smells wonderful in here," said the baker, placing a box of assorted confections down on the kitchen table.

Chitose made sesame mochi and a chicken stock soup with leeks. The two friends sat down and ate, catching up, as they hadn't spent any time together since the drive back from Hideki's school.

Hiroyasu was beginning to realize something was off about Chitose. "Is everything alright, Chitose? It looks like you've thinking about something."

"I'm fine…I'm just a little bit worried about Hideki. He…he seemed to be missing home a lot when I talked to him the other day," Chitose said, trying to find an excuse on the spot.

"Oh. I didn't realize that. Maybe I should give him a call tonight," said Hiroyasu.

"I think that's a great idea!" Chitose encouraged.

Before long, it was getting late and Chitose had persuaded the baker into going home so he could presumably call his boyfriend. The woman closed the door gently, pressing her back against the reverse side as she slid down until hitting the welcome mat in her foyer.

All day, Shinbo had been thinking about Hideki. He knew the boy was probably angry with him, but he didn't fully understand why. The two had been friends for a few months already, so to him, it felt natural to take their relationship to the next step. What he didn't realize was that Hideki was in a serious relationship already.

Unexpectedly, Shinbo received a text from Hideki. It was late at night.