Hello =w=
Yeah, I'm not serious about leaving this fic. I'm sorry for the late update V_V;
And just in case you forgot, Miya is a OC. She doesn't belong to me, she is LadyKatatonic/Somniyo's. Ask her and you might get an answer ¬w¬
Ehhh. I had a lot of trouble with this one due to lack of motivation...that and I'm back in my college routine = =;
Oh to the person who anonymously reviewed under the name 'THIS' ...I freaking love you. Please let me stalk you too :3
"It's raining." Musashi sighed at the occurrence, fingertips pressed on the fogged up glass. Oh how he hates sitting around doing nothing yet lacked the ability to cure his own boredom. "...Aha! Yukicchi! Entertain me!" he declared whipping around, pointing at Yukimura.
The only reason he's here is so he can get away from Miya for the day. In exchange, Miya reasonably blackmailed Masamune into joining her quest for the sexiest lingerie. Even in weather such as this.
God knows when they'll be back.
With an attitude like Masamune's, getting him to surrender was simple; Miya only needed to say 'MURDER.' and the little kid came running with the tail between his legs.
And so in the time being, Yukimura had been assigned to be Musashi's babysitter.
Not that it's any difference to when they were kids.
"OH!" Yukimura shot up pointing to the ceiling. Musashi blinked once for his eyes to lose its shine. He's used to Yukimura's long pauses. "Why it is that small fruits such as plums and cherries have huuuuge seeds in them and vice versa?" he finally asked after a good twenty seconds of silence.
"Wow...you're bored as well huh?"
"Eh...you can tell?"
Musashi loosened the tension in his neck and cracked his knuckles; Yukimura didn't take in the crackling sound as much as he thought. His face was twisted like he'd chewed on a lemon. A big one.
"Then I have just the trick Yukicchi!"
"Eh?" he said during mid cringe, and then he found his neck being roughly tugged and squeezed by the hands of the merciless Musashi "TIME TO WRESTLE!"
"KYA-"
A shirtless Keiji entered the scene and just in time to watch Musashi deliver a remarkable suplex to Yukimura on the carpet, then followed it up with a four angled leg lock "Ah DAMNIT, Miyamoto! Ya started without me!" he yelled instead of doing something about their little 'fight'.
"Haha 'Kicchi! Ya give up!"
"I give...I give!" Yukimura slapped the floor, reaching out for Keiji with the other hand.
"AHHH~? I CANT HEAR YOUUUU!"
"NUOOOOHHHHH!"
Kanetsugu on the other hand, was glad to be able to blend in the back ground. That way he can read his romantic tragedy novel that he borrowed from the library in the couch without any disruptions.
Yeah right.
Thanks to those three morons spreading themselves all over the carpet along the carpet, he's not able to put all his concentration to the small text in his favourite in-depth novel. His eyes would always pull themselves up to the event then slowly drag back down. He sighed, he wanted to go upstairs but if he tried, they are surely bound to follow him.
And, if given the chance, in the most random way such as defying physics. Example? Rolling up the stairs.
Again, his hooded grey eyes rolled up, this time staring into burning eyes of amber. "Ahh?!" he managed say in a short amount of time.
"Whatcha readin'?" inquired Keiji as he wiggled his eyebrows. They slightly furrowed upwards in curiosity for that matter of why the jet black haired male appeared so withdrawn today. For starters, he's failing to hide the blush under the small book. Heck, he didn't know.
It's not like Kanetsugu didn't want to share any information about the book or anything, he just couldn't tell what the blonde's ulterior motives were, that damn face is so misleading.
Or maybe he's seriously interested of the book he's reading and trying to take a peek.
"Is it porn?"
The ponytailed male managed to catch the book with two fingers after dropping, startled. Now the blush was completely exposed but instead of hiding it, Kanetsugu gave the blond a tiny pout and opened the book at the current page. "...stop asking foolish questions."
Keiji huffed smoke out his nostrils loudly and grabbed a handful of Kanetsugu's cheek, squeezing the chubby flesh between his fingers and thumbs. He kept doing this until it turned red "No need to act shy with me Kanetsuguuuuu~!" he referred to how the black head used to do that as a child.
Keiji particularly remembered a moment of Kanetsugu as a yongin', sitting on the rusty playground swings, pouting away about something he didn't like. Keiji was actually glad that aspect of him still remains inside of him "Dawww you've got such a cute baby faaaaace~"
"Nyaaahh~! Stop that!" Kanetsugu slapped his hands away, pouting again "Did you even wash your hands?"
"Hey, what's wrong with a bit of Keiji scent on your cheeks?" questioned the blonde, feeling quite offended.
"EVERYTHING. Go wash your hands. You're blocking my light." Kanetsugu curtly replied.
"Dude! There's NO SUN out right now!"
"Can't you read the atmosphere? I'm not in the mood."
"You're never in the mood Kane~!" Keiji dropped to his knees, chewing on a random handkerchief he found...or stole. "Why won't you look me in the eye anymore?"
Kanetsugu's eyebrow moved up in order to activate the irritation building up "What are you talking about? Please act normal for a change."
Being how he is, the giant blonde pressed on, he even gained his own little spotlight for his 'superb' acting skills. Plus, Yukimura and Musashi stopped 'bonding' just to see this. "No way! Kanetsugu...I...I thought I was special to you...!"
"I never said anything of the sort Keiji." Apparently Kanestugu isn't one to fall for such trickery.
"So are you saying all of this...is just one big fat illusion Kanetsugu?"
"Huh?"
"The magical moments we have occasionally...the soft touch of one another. You and me, hand in hand...and the promise! Under a huge oak tree as we stared in the sunset with our hands still locked! We made our childhood promise...Doesnt that mean anything to you, Kanetsugu!"
"Keiji...I'm sorry..." Kanetsugu closed his eyes again, this time his eyebrow frequently twitched and wiggled "But what you just said is a goddamn lie."
Keiji's pupils shrank. "Ah...Eh? It is?"
"Yes, I do not recall making such a promise."
"...Nuh UHH! Your memory is totally crap! I remember it completely! We promised to do it when we were the right age!" Steam clouds erupted from Keiji's head while Kanetsugu shut his eyes to keep the thought of strangling Keiji inside his brain. "Hold on. What promise are you talking about?"
"The one about making sweet sweet luuuurve!"
Kanetsugu made damn sure the spine of the book hit Keiji's forehead first. "Keiji, you may act completely gay but I sure as hell don't want to."
"Buuuu..."
It was small yet affective; a smile appeared on Kanetsugu's face before he decided to nurse the incoming bump with two plasters in a shape of an X "Honestly Keiji. What am I going to do with you...?" sometimes the ridiculous stuff Keiji pulls off just wants to make him laugh out loud.
Then an unpleasant surge of energy struck his body and he broke out in sweats. In a smooth rotating movement, Kanetsugu's eyes nearly flew out of its sockets. The surreal looks Yukimura and Musashi pulled were an eyesore.
"N-No way..." Musashi said as his face dropped more. Whether he'd freak out in a few seconds or not is still undecided. Under Yukimura's left eye were four thick blue lines "Keiji-San and Kanetsugu-San...are...that close?"
"I had suspicions...so it's not the Date kid Naoe's after?"
Kanetsugu had to put a stop to this. "Ehh? Wait a minute you two." He held his hand up t of them in an attempt to silence them, but Yukimura had already taken it in his own as his eyes flashed every two seconds whilst staring in Kanetsugu's filled with doubt
"No no no Kanetsugu-San! You can't do this! Why are you letting your emotions for your precious Masamune-San shrivel up at the sight at someone like Keiji-San?"
"Oiii...you're being unreasonably cruel to me Yukimura." Keiji responded darkly.
"Yukicchi! Where's that one eyed runt? I wanna noogie him so hard his head melts." Musashi randomly announced with hands curling into claws faintly imagining Masamune's head filling the space in between them.
"Are you trying to kill him?" Kanetsugu quickly deadpanned and waved disapprovingly.
The short haired brunette cupped his chin. Inside is noggin lays a tiny light bulb waiting for the right moment to rise and shine "Or maybe...Masamune-San's completely okay with the situation and also likes Keiji-San! ...so that leads to one thing..."
Yukimura pictured a perfect sunset slowly arising and filling the sky with the warm colours of red, orange and yellow. The powerful light squeezed its way through the half closed curtains, where Keiji, Kanetsugu and Masamune lay peacefully.
Naked.
"Well done...my little kitties."Keiji praised the younger two that purred in satisfaction on his stomach.
"Keiji-Samaaa~!"
For a brief moment, Yukimura's suddenly paled brown eyes rolled in the back of his head. The red veins were so thick they look like they could explode at any moment.
Funnily enough, when he blinked they appeared to be nothing but bright red violent bursts of flames that relied on passion to stay alive. "Kanetsugu-San! Nooooooo! Threesomes are never the answer!" the raven haired shot him a vacant look, painfully aware that nothing can persuade Yukimura right now. "And since when were you such an expert at that kind of thing, Sanada-San?"
"Nyhaa~ C'mon Kane~Kane~! Play with meee!" Keiji started playing with his cheeks again "Aghhh~! Keijiiiii!"
Every part of Keiji's body stopped; like somebody cut the right wire that generated his heart. "...H-Huh...what is this...heavenly...silky texture...?!" Usually he'd just pinch or tweak them without second thought but as he held them for countless seconds, Keiji couldn't believe the spectacular feeling on his finger tips. It's even making the tiniest hairs in his nostrils tingle in delight.
No doubt about it, what he is grasping in his fortunate hands is got to be the exact replica of...
"BOOBS!" He yelled, startling everybody.
"Huhhh~?" Kanetsugu's voice was slurred. The way Keiji played with his skin caused a few drips of saliva to fall out. "Yukimura! Miyamoto! Kanetsugu's got BOOBS ON HIS FACE!"
"Whah buh...? Yuu gosh too beee josshi..."
"WHA? NO WAY! CAN I KISS YOU?" Musashi's eyes gushed twin waterfalls of tears, faintly imagining the accomplishment he might be able to gain in a few seconds. If lucky.
"HUUUUUUUH?" Kanetsugu's high pitched reaction does not approve to this behaviour.
"If I kiss you...I'LL BE KISSING BOOBS!"
"NO! NO YOU WON'T!"Kanetsugu screamed inwardly and turned to his only remaining friend who didn't reek of awkwardness.
But he wasn't surprised to find him fidgeting on the spot and twiddling his thumbs quietly.
"Kanetsugu-San...may I?" Yukimura blushed a little, his eyes wandering to his cheeks then back at something to distract himself. Kanetsugu lowered his head as a miniature white cloud crawled out his mouth "...If you must."
One after another Yukimura's hands gently brushed over his cheeks before fully catching them in his cupped formed hands. Question marks appeared over the heads of the other three, anxiously waiting for even a flicker of Yukimura's eyebrow.
Then, it clicked.
"HAUU..!" Yukimura's low sounding gasp was new to the ears.
"So Yuki, what's your opinion?" Keiji's face showed signs of desperation.
"It's...just like..." Yukimura gulped "Mitsunari's...butt."
Kanetsugu's body abruptly blanched in horror, and speak of the devil, the latter just walked in now with his jaw hanging and the top half of his face transforming an indigo blue.
"Could you repeat that...Yu~ki?" Mitsunari purred after regaining his posture. Yes smiling brightly like a sweet little angel, but if you look down at his hands cracking one after the other, you can't blame Yukimura's teeth wanting jump out his mouth with all that chattering.
"...go...good afternoon...dear-"
The red head punched the wall. He pulled his hand back to examine it, and then struck a few more punches making the dents form the shape of his beloved's face. "I SAID... COULD. YOU. REPEAT. THAT...YUUUKIIII~?"
"Uhh...umm...yo-you're misunderstanding Mitsunari-Chan! I didn't mean you're butt! Hehe obviously! I mean-DEAR LORD MY SPINE IS SHATTERING!"
Mitsunari had flipped him over, using one finger, and sat on the base of his spine and pulled his head back "Everything that comes out of your mouth is total bullshit! I want you DEAD Yukimoron!"
"HAVE MERCY!"
"Ah...the classic camel clutch." Keiji and Musashi mused together before muttering to God their thanks for their somewhat easier lives.
And where was Kanetsugu?
Safely upstairs in the bedroom with Sakon, with the aid of his tippy toes helping his sneaky and nearly ninja like getaway.
That didn't work for long.
To either side of him were the two determined predators Keiji and Musashi, whom made a vow to protect his beautiful cheeks from any forms of threat. Their random attraction to him was equivalent to two paperclips to a huge red magnet "Hehe, why so down, Buttface?" chuckled Keiji, nuzzling Kanetsugu's right cheek.
"Long live Lord Buttface!" Musashi cheered and pulled the left one
"Buttface? Kanetsugu, what the hell's going on?" Asked Sakon whist turning to him, wanting in on the commotion and to make sure he what he heard was right.
Kanetsugu frowned but nonetheless kept his cool "Sakon due to your lack of presence today, you don't need to know."
"HEY!"
Sorry Shima-San but that is your final piece of dialogue until chapter 11
Sakon: W-Wait! You cant do that! I wanna have a part in the next cha-*disappears* Akari~n!
Eheh~ Bye byeee!
By the way I have no idea what the colour of Keiji's eyes are. I'm picturing them a nice amber like color...heheh...=w=
...lol Neko also means uke if ya'll are wondering.