Bruises

II.

„Stop! Okay, I got the hint! I don't want to know, what happened next!" Shuuji protested with a soft pink blush on his cheeks. He didn't like to admit, but he envied that the things between Akira and Ryuu went so smoothly in spite of the strange and crazy but undoubtedly unique personality of both of them.

Shuuji was still a bit shocked… Akira fighting… Akira beating Tsuchiya…OMG!... what's next? The world turning upside-down?...

The answer for his unasked question came faster than anyone would have expected. The door of 3-A slammed open to reveal the fuming form of Yabuki Hayato. The whole class fell silent and held their breath, being unable to tear their eyes off of the notorious handsome leader of 3-D.

Hayato was glaring in the direction of the two best friends. Akira and Shuuji gulped at the same time seeing the desperate and determined look on the boy's face. Maybe he came to take revange on Akira for yesterday? If yes, it promised no good. Because a pissed and angry Hayato meant something very close to the Apocalypse…(which actually also visited Kurogin Gakuen in the morning as a furious Odagiri Ryuu, and his victim was a very very woeful Tsucchi)… And you could bet Hayato was really pissed as he shot a final killing glare to the wall behind him, before entering the dead-silent classroom.

Hayato walked up straight to the duo and stopped only a few inches from Shuuji. The poor boy nearly fell in his desk as he tried desperately to create some more room between them, but Hayato followed him, until the slender brunette couldn't back any more. Shuuji was near panick. What could he have done to deserve this? What the hell might Hayato want from him?

„Nee, Shuuji" He heard Hayato's husky voice… and in his great embarrasment he blushed a deep red. There was no way, he could look Hayato in the eye this way… he wished the ground would just open up beneath his feet and swallow him for once!

On the other hand it took nearly all self-conrol of Hayato not to shake from excitement. And Shuuji was neither to make it easier for him. He would surely not let Ryuu go with this! Because it was the redhead the reason of this whole embarrassing situation.

The day before they had a deal with each other. If Tsucchi wins that fight then Ryuu has to come to school dressed as a girl, uniform, miniskirt and all. But if Akira wins the duel, Hayato has to confess to Shuuji. This part hit Hayato like lightening. How on earth did Ryuu find out that he was head over heels for his cousin, it was a mistery… since according to himself, Hayato kept it really good as a secret… but there was no way back now…

And here he was. In this damn awkward situation. Only few inches away from the object of his affection, with mind as blank as his math excercisebook, with no idea what to say, what to do… And Shuuji was just unwilling to look up at him, making it impossible to find out what he was thinking.

He lost all his patience, and grabbed Shuuji's chin to make him look at him. He felt a chill running along his spine as he saw the blush darkening on his pretty high cheeks. Shuuji's eyes were gleaming and his thin lips trembling softly…

'Would they taste as soft…?' but before Hayato had the slightest chance to realize his thought, he responded to it unintentionally. He leaned closer to Shuuji, breathing in his scent deeply, and covered the thin lips with his own. He felt Shuuji's breath hitch and his grip tightening on the desk behind him, which was his only support not to fall, but Hayato wasn't willing to let go. He moved his lips and sucked softly on the boy's lower lip, sliding his hand from Shuuji's chin to the side of his face then into his soft brown hair. He let a moan escape his lips, and buried his hand deeper into the locks of the other's hair. He felt like in heaven!

With his other hand he found Shuuji's, desperately clutching to the desk, and without too much effort made him let go of his support. Hayato encircled his arm around the slender waist, and pulled him closer, their bodies fully touching… and finally Shuuji seemed to easen up. He moved his hand slowly along the strong arm, his broad shoulder up to his neck, and he found his way into the locks of the teen's messy hair. He absolutely let in for Hayato, moaned into their first kiss, and the brunette took advantage of the opportunity immediately and slid his tongue into his warm mouth. Shuuji jumped in surprise of the different touch, but as he got held even closer, he melted into Hayato's embrace and shyly responded, touching Hayato's tongue with the tip of his. It sent shivers along his whole body. He felt Hayato's smirk against his lips… Hell, he didn't want to let go… but slowly he started feeling dizzy at the strong need for air, and they reluctantly broke the contact.

Shuuji tried to lean away. His mind was just cleaning up a bit, and he just realized what he had done… and where… his blush turned even darker if it was still possible, but before he could sink into shame Hayato pulled him back into his embrace, and held him tight against his racing heart. Shuuji buried his face in his chest and breathed in his scent happily. He was happy, just like as if a dream had come true.

He felt Hayato kissing the top of his head, and then moving his lips lower, kissing his way along to his ear and whispered into it a soft „I love you". Shuuji felt happines exploding in him like a bomb, and he decided it was no use playing the good boy or the bashing virgin anymore. He turned his head and caught Hayato's full lips in a hungry kiss. Hayato responded almost immediately as happy as he had never been before. He lifted Shuuji from his shaking legs and repositioned him sitting on his desk, parting his thighs, to be as close as possible and kept on kissing as if he wanted to eat him up.

The poor other students in the class didn't know where to look in their embarrassment.

When Hayato entered the class, everyone was afraid what might have made the notorious teen to leave his own class. When they finally found out, their jaws dropped to the floor. That was the last thing they would think! Akira literally fell through his chair of surprise and shock.

„Akira shock~!" he mumbled from the floor. And in bewilderment kept on watching his best friend making out with Hayato, moaning passionately into his mouth. His eyes grew so big, he got afraid, they might fall out, so he shut them quickly… but then the voices were disturbing him…

„You know… You've never been so embarrassed while we were making out…"

Akira's eyes shot open immediately. Now there was the explanation of the choked gasps from the background. The world of 3-A was turning upside-down today. Not only one, but two students from3-D visited them at once. The world will really come to an end surely by now… It was Ryuu standing a few desks away from Akira, observing everything with his cool glance. Akira stated in himself that he saw adoration radiating in the direction of his graceful lover, and he noted a few of his classmates who dared to look at him that way. He had to find a way, to get them know, Ryuu belonged to him. Only him!

As he was sure that Akira was aware of his presence, Ryuu paced toward the door of the classroom, and leaned against the wall with a smug expression on his face as he watched Shuuji and Hayato. One of his well-formed eybrows quirked upwards as Hayato started kissing along the jawline of a moaning Shuuji. They were absolutely unaware of the fact that class will start any moment. With a dramatic sigh, he was satisfied with being so forethoughtful, for making sure there was no way a teacher would walk on them. It wasn't too much work to barricade the door.

But that expression was dedicated to something else as well: Ryuu was pretty aware of the fact that as he strolled back to his place, Akira's hungry eyes were lingering on his ass. He quickly changed this smug expression up with the usual mocking blank one, and sent a challenging glance towards Akira. He wanted to have his reward for being here… Watching his cousin and best friend making out wasn't fun itself… but making out was indeed…

Akira read the signs immediatley… it only took him long enough to collect the mass of limbs he was from the floor and dodder toward the redhead. He fall for the last time, but the wall was in his way: so he was face to face with Ryuu pinning him against the wall, supporting himself with both hands on the sides of the other's head. He grinned as he saw the surprised glint in Ryuu's icy brown eyes. It still surprised his lover how clumsy he could be.

As they were staring into each other's eyes the memories of last night came to Akira's mind, and the desire to taste those thin but soft lips and to suck on the delicate skin of his slender neck, leaving marks of his love all along, and then enjoying how Ryuu blush and his stare sending daggers in his way, being more irritated as they reach no aim. He smashed their lips together in a breathstealing kiss, sliding his tongue in the warm cave of Ryuu's mouth, and the reaction came immediately… it was never easy for Akira to gain dominance over the proud teen. His cold hand was already under his shirt, moving slowly higher and higher until the long fingers found a hardening nipple. Akira moaned in delight and deepened the kiss, so that Ryuu had no chance to take advantage on him. Akira encircled his arm around Ryuu's waist grinding their hips together, kissing him even harder until both of them were out of breath.

As they separated for air they heard from the background Shuuji moaning Hayato's name

Akira didn't want to fall behind Hayato. Planting a chaste kiss on Ryuu's swollen lips he moved to his chin, trailed butterfly-kisses along his jawline, and down the side of his neck. He gained a low growl from the back of Ryuu's throat, which meant he was enjoying himself. Akira smiled happily. One hand grasping Ryuu's ass, the other slid along his arm, pulling off the uniform jacket with his shirt from his shoulder to have more space to leave his marks.

Now two bright pink spots were burning on Ryuu's high cheeks as Akira started sucking on his skin in different spots... from his shoulder, to the crook of his neck and moving even higher…He could only pray noone will ask for the reason of the darkred spots on his neck… He really didn't feel like facing Yankumi this way… she would ruin the best part of having such lovemarks, since she takes everything like a virgin high-school girl…

ahh… Akira's gonna pay for it later... He tilted his head to give his boyfriend even more space and smirked to himself. If Sawatari had a clue what was going on in this class, he would surely get them expelled for that. Of course after returning from the hospital (XD)…

End of chapter 2

PLease let me know what you think. I'm still thinking if I really should write what happened exactly the previous night... ^^; is anyone interested?