Two days had passed and Ayumu was still sick in bed, the fever had gone down quite a bit, but he still wasn't well enough to go to school. Kousuke had been bringing his schoolwork home for him, while Eyes and Kousuke continued to work on the project at school.
It had been a long day for Kousuke but finally it ended, and he had decided to invite Eyes over to work on the project some more as long as they were quiet because if Ayumu had to get up, he would kill the red head for it. They began their walk in a peaceful silence, but it was interrupted by, none other then, Hiyono and the others. Apparently, Hiyono had invited the three girls over to her house, but first she thought it would be a good idea to go and visit Ayumu to see how he was doing.
"This is a bad idea, you know." Kousuke said, shaking his head, "Ayumu is going to kill me if you four show up."
"Come on Kousuke, Ayumu is such a sweetie, there's no way he'd do anything like that." Ryouko countered, finding his story very unlikely.
"That's only 'cause he acts nice around you guys. But behind those big brown eyes of his, is pure evil." The red head said, waving his arms in a dramatic fashion. The girls just laughed at him.
"It's not funny, it's true." He pouted.
"Whatever you say, Kousuke." Hiyono said, beginning to reach for his hair, but he backed away before she could get her hands on him.
"Maybe Kousuke is-" Sayoko started before Ryouko covered her mouth with a hand.
"Don't say it!" She screamed.
"Don't ever use Kousuke and right in the same sentence. It makes his head swell." Rio added from beside Sayoko.
After gently removing the hand from her mouth, "But maybe we should wait until Ayumu is feeling a little better before we just drop in." Sayoko said, not wanting to get anyone into trouble.
"It's been three days since he's been at school, that's long enough." Hiyono said.
Kousuke rolled his eyes then turned to the silver haired boy walking next to him, "You're my witness, I told them they can't come over but they wouldn't listen. It's not my fault." He received a nod in response.
The girls chatted amongst themselves the rest of the way. Upon reaching the front door Kousuke turned back to them, "This is your last warning, Ayumu doesn't want any visitors so go home."
They brushed it off, and Kousuke turned back to the door, unlocking it then entering. He led the group through the kitchen to the living room, "Wait here. I'll go see if he's awake, and if he's sleeping, you four are leaving." He demanded, "And keep quiet."
Kousuke walked down the hall, lightly knocking on the sick brunette's door, hoping there would be no answer and unfortunately there was, "What?"
Emerald eyes appeared through the partly open door, "You're awake I see." He said, entering fully then closing the door behind him, "So, how ya doing?"
"Why do you want to know? You haven't cared to ask before." Ayumu raised an eyebrow at the suspicious behavior.
"Yeah well, I've been busy that's all. You left me to work on that project alone with the new kid."
"If you left him to do it all by himself, I'll…" The brunette trailed off, leaving Kousuke to fill in the blanks.
Just as Kousuke was about to defend himself, the bedroom door opened and in walked the four girls, chatting quite loudly, he noted.
Ayumu quickly pulled the covers up over his head, "Kousuke, what are they doing here?"
"Umm… well… they wanted to see how you were doing?"
"Get them out of here!"
Kousuke snorted, "You tell 'em that, they haven't listened to me the whole walk home. As I recall, I also told them to wait in the living room and to be quiet, but you can see how well they listened."
"It's okay Ayumu; we just wanted to come by and check on you." Rio said in her cutest little kid voice.
"I'm fine, now get out!"
Hiyono tugged on the blanket, "Come on, don't be shy. Talk with us for a bit."
"I'm sick, go away!" Ayumu gripped tightly to the blankets, and being only in boxers, he really didn't want the girls from his school to see him.
"See, I told you they don't listen." Kousuke said, smirking at his brother's predicament.
"Do something, damn it!"
"Fine fine, alright girls, everyone out!" The red head got out of the chair he had decided to sit in while the girls tormented Ayumu. Kousuke pushed and yanked on the girls forcing them from the bed and out of the room, though many protests were heard through the entire ordeal.
Eyes stood in the doorway, moving out of the way as the herd of girls were pushed passed him, Kousuke followed them to the front door to make sure they actually leave. Hearing the quiet, Ayumu slowly pulled the blankets down to his waist and seeing Eyes still standing in the doorway, urged him in.
"I have a question for you," Ayumu started, while Eyes proceeded up to the bed then nodded for the brunette to continue, "Is Kousuke actually helping with this project or are you doing all the work? And don't worry; you can tell me the truth, he already knows I don't think he is so he won't suspect you."
"He is trying to help." Eyes answered quietly. Ayumu stared for a moment then burst out in laugher.
"Excuse me?!" A voice came from behind them. Eyes turned, seeing Kousuke leaning against the door frame, and he thought that he'd just lost all the progress he'd gained through the three days alone with him, but the serious face melted off the red head revealing a smirk, "I don't try, I do a damn good job! So you jerks better stop talking about me."
Ayumu's laugher stopped, "So when did you become so friendly?" He asked, "You would have normally ripped our heads off by now."
"Eh, too lazy. I think it's all this work you're making me do." Kousuke shrugged it off. Ayumu tilted his head slightly, glancing at the blue eyed boy standing in the room with them.
Kousuke and Eyes left Ayumu to get some rest, and they moved out to the kitchen table to begin working on the project. The two worked quietly on and off for about two hours, until Eyes decided it was time to head home.
"Here I'll walk you home." Kousuke said, slipping on his shoes as well.
"That's not necessary."
"I'd rather do that then start supper." He smirked, opening the door and letting Eyes lead the way.
The walk was a long one, and Kousuke was surprise by the distance, "I didn't know your house was so far from the school. No wonder you get a ride everyday."
Eyes only shrugged, then bowed, "Thank you for walking me."
"Why are you always so formal, I'm like the last person you need to be formal with."
"I'm sorry. I was taught to always be polite."
"Damn it, enough already! Feels like I'm going to need to wear a tux around you, if you keep it up." Kousuke huffed, trying to hide the smirk tugging at his lips. A small smile crossed the pale lips of the other.
Just then Kousuke saw the curtains move from inside the house, "So are you going to invite me in or what?"
"Umm… well my brother doesn't like it when I bring people over without asking him first." Azure eyes glanced back at the front door, while he absently rubbed one of the bruises on his arm.
"Sure okay, whatever. I'll see you tomorrow then." He said, waving a hand as he turned to leave.
"Alright, thank you again."
"I'm warning you, next time you'll be sorry." The red head threw the comment over his shoulder as he continued down the walkway.
Eyes smiled again, and then turned to enter the building looming over him. He opened the door, walking in and closing it behind him. He slipped off his shoes, placing his bag on the floor next to them, then hanging his jacket in the hall closet. He walked through the archway into the quiet living room, azure eyes glanced around wondering where his brother could be, he would always wait in the living room for him to return from school.
He continued through the living room and as he entered the kitchen a strong hand gripped his upper arm, squeezing tight. The hand jerked him forward, and he felt an intense throb coming from his jaw, azure eyes watched as the fist moved back down to the other's side. The older male yanked on the younger one's arm, pulling him up the stairs. As the two reached the top, they heard a knocking coming from the front door. Olive eyes glanced back down the stairs, he then opened the hall closet door, forcing the boy in and slamming the door after him.
After a moment of waiting, the door opened, "Can I help you?"
"Hey, can I talk to Eyes again for a minute?" Kousuke asked.
Olive eyes narrowed, "He's busy, but I can give him a message."
"Okay." He said, a little confused, "Well, I just forgot to give him his music book back, so if you could give it to him for me, that would be great."
"Fine." He said, grabbing the book from the red head's grip, and then shutting the door in his face.
"Somebody's fucking rude." Kousuke snorted, turning and heading back down the steps.
He dropped the book on top of the boy's bag, and then headed back upstairs. The closet door opened and Eyes was yanked out, as strong hands gripped both of his arms, the hands drew him closer until their lips met. It was a one sided kiss, and short finger nails dug into the pale boy's soft flesh. A tongue licked at Eyes' bottom lip, after a moment his lips parted slightly allowing the other access, and instantly the tongue began probing every inch of the boy's mouth.
After a while, the tongue was removed and the kiss ended, Eyes was then dragged to his brother's bedroom where he was thrown forcefully onto the bed. Kanone crawled on top of the other, straddling him then taking a hold of the boy's wrists, placed them above his head. There was another forced kiss, as one of the hands ran down his chest and reaching the end of the shirt lifted it up, he pulled the silver haired boy up then removed the clothing, and tossed it to the floor. He pushed the boy back down, still holding the other's wrists, he moved down, kissing along his jaw line and neck, and upon reaching one of his nipples began to suck and bite on it. Once it was abused enough, he moved onto the other one, mimicking the motions.
Kanone's free hand lightly caressed the bare skin, slowly moving down and when he reached the hem of his pants, quickly undid the button. He gradually unzipped them, enjoying the sound the zipper made when going tooth by tooth. Kanone sat up, releasing the other's hands, but then pulled the boy's pants and boxers off, dropping them in a pile on the floor. He continued, removing his own shirt, and then leaning back down; he pressed his body against the other trapping him. Sliding a hand between the two warm bodies, he gently touched the other's still soft flesh, stoking it to life. When it was fully erect, he released it, undoing his own pants and removing them as well. Kanone spread the boy's legs wide, positioning himself in between and without any warning, forced himself fully into Eyes. The younger one's back ached off the bed as a scream was ripped from his throat, he grabbed at the sheets, clutching them tightly.
A strong arm looped under his ached back, and then the hand slid down to his hip gripping it, while the other hand firmly seized his other side, holding him up. On his knees, Kanone pounded into the boy, uncaring of the pain the other was in. He let out a loud moan, and Eyes couldn't help but feel pleasure as the other struck his prostate over and over again. After a few more thrusts, the older one came, releasing himself into the smaller body. He collapsed onto the other and once he'd rested long enough, he sat up, pulling himself out of Eyes. He stood, proceeding to get dressed and exited the room, leaving Eyes alone and in need of release.
Kousuke arrived home; he entered and left his shoes at the door, "I'm home!" he said.
Madoka sat at the kitchen table, legs crossed and tapping a manicured finger on the hard table top, "Where were you? And where is my dinner?"
Kousuke forced away the urge to roll his eyes at her, "I'm not Ayumu, and I don't do the cooking around here." He answered, and then headed off to his room.
"Don't go!" He jerked, sitting up in bed, and then shivered as the sweat clinging to his face and chest began to cool.
Placing a hand to his face, "Damn, why are these memories coming back?" Kousuke asked himself, wiping the hand across his face. His breathing slowed while his heart beat went back to its normal pace, and he laid down again, pulling the blankets up. Emerald eyes stared at the off white ceiling, "Could it be because of him?" He asked the ceiling, as his eyes began to close, and he drifted back to sleep.