Title: A tale of two bikes
Pairing: Bankotsu/Jakotsu
List and Prompt (# and Theme): Crunchy, Prompt #15, Wildcard: A tale of two bikes
Rating:PG13
Words: 300
Universe/Genre: AU; Romance
Warnings: none
Summary: A lost bike is returned as Jak tries to get Ren to kiss and tell…
Author's note: Special thanks to my beta, Jen, for helping me get this down to 300 words.

For my friends…

Hime-sama for cougars & hot pink Schwinns…

Jen for smokin' hot bike sex…

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Renkotsu felt like an idiot, but there was no way he would be caught riding the sparkly bubblegum-pink bike. Better to let Jakotsu deal with it. I wonder how he knows the little girl that lost it, he thought as he pushed it down the street.

Later, Renkotsu was inside Jakotsu's apartment, accepting the heartfelt thanks from a guy around their age and an old woman, whom he assumed was the guy's mother. Another gay who's out to give us all a bad name… he thought, unaware he had spoken out loud as they left.

"Hojo isn't gay, Ren. That woman he was with is his wife," Jakotsu said.

"She looks like his mother."

"Seriously, Ren," Bankotsu said. "We went to their wedding. He has some sort of 'mommy fetish,' for Kagome's mom."

"That guy's Kagome-san's step father?" Renkotsu frowned. "And he owns the bike?"

"Yup… Apparently it was a cherished gift from Rumiko-san and someone stole it."

"Gift aside, what man would want a pink bike?"

"A man who's deliriously in love, Ren," Jakotsu said. "Like us…" He sat down next to his life-partner and leaning over, he kissed Bankotsu's cheek. "Or you and Sui."

"Sui would never buy me a pink bike, Jak."

"True, but who won that sex machine for you that you drive around town on? Hmmm?" The cross-dresser handed Renkotsu a cup of tea.

Renkotsu flushed. "What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing…" the cross-dresser airily replied.

"Sui told him about the incident in the garage, now this one wants me to get a bike too," Bankotsu said dryly.

"Oh…" Note to self: kill Sui when I get home for kissing and telling…

Jakotsu smiled impishly. "Was the bike really that good?"

Renkotsu glared at him. "No comment."

Jakotsu sighed blissfully. "I bet it was…"