Hello readers of my little Terrorist series. I have, finally, gotten the chapter everyone asked for last time. This is Miyagi's first time as the receiver, thus the rating on this chapter is definitely M. This'll probably be the last of this caliber for a while, so keep that in mind. The next number of chapters will most likely be family friendly. Hope you enjoy.

I don't own and I never will. I probably forgot to say that on prior chapters, but no matter what, anyone who writes on this site more than likely doesn't own, so I don't see a point in announcing it over and over again.

/GG/

Just the Way You Are

What in the sam hill did I just agree to? Shinobu's mind screamed at him while he held Miyagi's hand on the way to the bedroom. I will do it! he said to himself stubbornly. I won't let myself be turned into someone who can't take what is mine!

Of course he knew there was no such stigma in their relationship about him being the uke while Miyagi had always been the seme. In fact, he kind of expected it because of his inexperience. Then again, there were quite a few virgins in manga who ended up being the seme, however those ridiculous stories were so skewed they were hardly reliable material. Shinobu knew that in most relationships it was a share and share alike deal where both ended up being seke rather than the stigma of a seme or uke. But he really just wanted to know all of Miyagi, which meant that it was time for him to be the one who felt the insides of the other man.

Miyagi, on the other hand, was actually ready, if his little sandy-haired lover could manage such a task. Sure, it made him feel a little nervous, but the first time for anything was a little nerve-wracking. He'd actually contemplated the idea before, but Shinobu seemed to relish the man inside of him. Miyagi'd even attempted to just end it with oral or non-intercourse relations, but eventually Shinobu would demand to have Miyagi inside of him, thus most of their days ended (or began, or any time in the middle) with the two of them entwined in a way that they could feel one another out.

Eventually, two virgins, made it to the bed and were sitting across from one another. Shinobu was shaking like a tree in the wind and Miyagi was half worried that it was too soon for such an occurrence. He reached out to put a comforting hand on the other's shoulder, to which Shinobu recoiled slightly from the touch.

"Shinobu," Miyagi whispered, gazing at his little terrorist frozen in fear. "We don't have to do this right now, if you aren't ready." The last time he'd seen Shinobu looking like this, eyes wide, and shaking softly, yet not moving, was after he'd confessed to his deceased teacher. They'd made love for the first time and Shinobu's virgin hole had accepted him for the first of many.

"No, I can do this!" Shinobu insisted, trying his best not to turn red from embarrassment. "I want to know everything about you, Miyagi, and I don't know this part of you yet."

Miyagi looked at the boy and sighed. Shinobu was sitting at his feet and seemed to be at a crossroads. He was so terrified Shinobu Junior was as limp as a rag doll. Miyagi wasn't exactly standing at attention either, but he knew that if he were going to take Shinobu he'd have orally stimulated the kid and both of them would have been ready shortly. Obviously his lover was frightened enough that it was keeping him from relaxing to let the natural happen.

"Shinobu-chin," Miyagi said, beckoning for his boyfriend to come closer. When the kid didn't move, Miyagi moved and wrapped his arms around the lithe body in his bed, pulling Shinobu close and hugging him with his arms and legs. "You won't be able to do anything if you are this shaken."

Takatsuki pushed back and glared. "I'm not…" He didn't get to finish before Miyagi put a finger to his lips.

"We're going to go slow, Shinobu," he pressed on. Miyagi knew he'd have to lead this first time. Later on, when Shinobu felt comfortable, he was sure the kid would be more than happy to take him with full force.

The brat allowed his face to be turned and Miyagi covered his lips with his own. Immediately he relaxed into the feel as his brain registered the same pattern as prior times. The professor then pulled Shinobu down onto the bed, both lying on their sides, and soon wrapped up in one another, mouths seeking one another out. Shinobu relished the feel of the elder in his arms and sought out as much skin contact as he could.

Miyagi was starting to feel that tingling sensation in his groin and he could tell Shinobu's need was also waking up. They had a small sword fight, rubbing against one another and bringing each other to full attention. He'd have been more than happy to continue with this type of intimacy, but he also knew that if Shinobu didn't get a chance to feel the way he felt when the terrorist surrounded him, that he'd be denying a beautiful thing to his lover. Plus, if they did continue in this way he was sure the kid would fall back into whatever felt comfortable and demand to be taken instead of take.

Miyagi pulled back and looked into Shinobu's eyes. It was clear the kid was happy with the way they had been going and it was also clear that it was going to take more than one time for Shinobu to get to where he wanted to be. For now he just needed to hold the boy and wait for Shinobu's heart to slow. There'd be no intercourse for the moment.

/GG/

Shinobu woke up in Miyagi's bed, missing the older man. He was embarrassed beyond all belief that he'd not been able to peg his older lover earlier. Once they'd made out Miyagi wouldn't let them go any further, so they'd just held one another and at some point the college student had fallen asleep. It was too much like that first time they'd 'tried' when he'd been pursuing the old man. Only this time said man hadn't hurt him, just didn't let him continue. So even while it was embarrassing, at least it hadn't been degrading.

The boy got out of bed and donned some clothes before exiting the bedroom. He had every intention in finding Miyagi and taking him back to the bedroom and screwing his brains out. Unfortunately he was met by a silent house and a note on the counter.

Shinobu, I had to run to the office for a few hours. I'll be home around eleven tonight. You don't have to wait up for me. We can continue our explorations another time.

"Like fucking hell!" Shinobu spit, slamming his fist onto the counter. That jackass had disappeared before he'd been able to show the man he wasn't a coward. That was completely unfair and even more so, it was a slight at his person.

A tear trekked down the terrorist's cheek as he wondered whether or not it was important to Miyagi to give him a fair chance. He'd seen it in the older man before, being treated like a little kid. This was another of those times in which it was the elder not even allowing for him to clear his thoughts.

Shinobu immediately thought of going to the office, but he realized that one annoying underling professor was probably there and he didn't want to deal with that man. Each time his brain came up with a way to deal with Miyagi's subordinate, the man cut him down like he was a tree standing in the way of progress.

More tears streaked down Shinobu's face. "Who just up and leaves after that?" he seethed, anger starting to get the better of him. He was glad Miyagi wasn't there at that moment since he never wanted the older man to see him really angry. His anger was always a second part emotion, usually stemming from humiliation or sadness. Each and every time his anger took hold he'd left without a second though, and that's what he was going to do this time too. It hurt too much to wake up alone after almost becoming Miyagi's first. Clearing his head was a necessity and if he needed to move back into his parent's house for a while, that was what he was going to do.

/GG/

Unbeknownst to the little terrorist who was letting his emotions run away with him, Miyagi was sitting in his superior's office looking rather downcast. A small fire had broken out in the school and his and Kamijou's room had been one of the areas affected. He'd lost everything he'd had in that office; books, students' papers, and most importantly…his collection of photos of Shinobu. Those were the things he was most worried about, but he couldn't let that on to the fire inspector, or Shinobu's dad.

"Looks like the fire broke out in the lower part of the building due to a faulty electrical circuit. It happens quite a lot," the inspector explained. "The school has insurance enough to rebuild the room and help you replace about fifty percent of the lost items."

"Fat lot of good that'll do us when most of the books in our office were first editions. All we're going to end up with now are the cheap replicas," Kamijou snarled. "So it's more like the school'll replace ten percent of the lost items."

Miyagi put a hand on Hiroki's shoulder and squeezed slightly. "Now, now, Kamijou, let's let the man do his job. It's not his fault that we didn't have insurance on that room."

"We shouldn't have to have insurance on a room that the school provides, the school should have that and offer additional protection in our contracts," the younger professor spat.

Dean Takatsuki, whose office was perfectly fine after the fire, bowed his head. "I agree, that is something I intend to bring up at the next board meeting. I'm horribly sorry for your losses, both of you. I'm also sorry we had to call you in when you should have been able to take the day off. I'm sure there were more important things you wanted to deal with."

Miyagi nodded his head while Kamijou mumbled under his breath. He could vaguely hear the younger professor mention his boyfriend and Miyagi's thoughts went back to Shinobu. When he'd gotten the call he couldn't hold off on leaving and he didn't want to wake his little lover, no matter how much he should have. The brat would have insisted on coming and it would have raised too many questions he didn't want to deal with in light of the fire.

"I need you two to make a list of the materials you need in order of most important. We'll try to find what we can based on that list. I'm going to have a temporary office set up in the humanities department for the two of you. I know it's a long trek in the building, but the only other place was in the physical sciences building, which is across campus," the dean said, nodding his head and forking over a set of keys to both Miyagi and Kamijou.

"Thank you," Miyagi said, pulling Kamijou to his feet and walking out the door with his subordinate in tow. "Let's get this done as quickly as possible, Kamijou," Miyagi said, usual energy noticeably missing. "I'm sure we both have things to do."

For the first time in as long as either could remember, their somber personas took over and it wasn't nearly as enjoyable at work as it could have been. Not that it should have been with all that had happened. At least no one had been hurt.

/GG/

Shinobu stalked into his parent's house without so much as a greeting to those in attendance. He didn't want to deal with anyone and his mother and sister were both very much aware of how the kid got when he was pissed, so they left him to his own devices.

His room was exactly how he left it, but he wasn't there to do anything but sleep. After a quick shower and toilet break, he walked over to his bed, pulled back the covers, and let himself be enveloped by the softness. Then he let his thoughts start to wander and fell into a fitful sleep. Dreams plagued his mind as he tried in vain to stay in slumber, but it was a fruitless attempt. Eventually he sat up in his bed and huffed.

"Stupid Miyagi…what a jackass," he moaned dryly, trying to sound angrier than he felt at that precise moment. In truth he was starting to miss the guy. His bedroom wasn't home anymore as long as Miyagi was so far away. "I wonder what he's doing right now." It was a statement, not a question.

Shinobu looked at his clock and saw that it was about ten in the evening. He'd actually slept about four hours, a hell of a lot more than he'd expected. No wonder he wasn't tired anymore, he'd gone to sleep incredibly early after sleeping part of the afternoon away.

"Maybe I'm sinking into depression if I'm sleeping so much," he rationalized as he went to his PC and started an Internet search on the subject. Of course all he was trying to do was not think about how childish it had been to leave the apartment without a note. "I'm such a child!" he whined to no one in particular. "And I can't get that jerk out of my mind. What's he done to me?"

The answer to his question was simple; Miyagi'd completely stolen his heart and he was never going to get it back.

/GG/

At just after one in the morning, two hours after he'd promised to be home, Miyagi finally made it to his apartment. He'd sent a few text messages to the kid, but there had been no reply. Maybe Shinobu'd spent the day sleeping away, though he kind of hoped not since he wasn't ready to continue their earlier antics. What he wanted to do was take a shower, put on some jimjams, grab a terrorist pillow, and go to sleep for a few hours. They could spend the entirety of the day, after he awoke, doing anything the kid wanted to do.

Miyagi was shocked when he entered the bedroom and saw that it was empty. There were no lights on in the apartment and his note had been left on the counter. He was missing one boy and it made his heart drop. Miyagi was fully aware of Shinobu's ability to blow things way out of proportion, so he was all but sure the kid had gone postal after reading the note.

"Oh, Shinobu, why do you disappear whenever something doesn't go your way?"

The professor knew the answer to that question without even having to think about it. Shinobu was Shinobu, after all. And had it been a decent hour he'd have gone looking for him. Miyagi picked up his mobile and sent another text off hoping the kid would answer him, but he was let down when he heard Shinobu's mobile ringing on the night table next to the futon. That was proof positive that Shinobu hadn't just gone out with friends, but had left in a hurry without thinking too much. It saddened Miyagi to think that he'd caused his lover grief. That was the adult world though and Shinobu was going to have to deal with it sooner or later.

Miyagi took off his clothes and went to take a shower. He knew exactly where the brat had run off and knew he'd need to wait until at least seven before making an appearance. The man doubted he'd get much in the way of sleep though. But the shower gave him a good idea. He'd been given a present at work from the faculty on his last birthday that he'd not used yet since his and Shinobu's schedules had been a little off. Now was the perfect time to use it. With the water splashing on his skin he realized it was time they went somewhere together. Showers were definitely a good way to gain inspiration.

/GG/

He'd never really expected to go into the Takatsuki household again after he'd divorced their daughter, but there he was, standing at the gate, hoping to find his little punk of a lover somewhere inside. While he knew that the kid wasn't very interested in going to his family home, he knew that the brat had virtually nowhere else to go. If he was upset for some reason, this was the only place he could fathom Shinobu running off to.

The dean himself let Miyagi in and after a quick discussion for his reason for looking for Shinobu, which wasn't a complete lie, Miyagi was led to the boy's bedroom. He knocked on the door and was greeted with silence.

"Shinobu-chin, I know you're in there, your father told me as much," Miyagi said when no one came to answer the door.

Again the door didn't open and it was completely silent from within.

"I'm going to come in if you don't open the door and invite me, Shinobu," Miyagi stated, imploring the boy to listen to him. He didn't want to say anything out in the open lest someone overhear what they were talking about.

Shinobu didn't really want to deal with not talking to Miyagi. He'd not slept since waking up the prior night and he was tired. In truth he was ready to get his grievances out in the open and make amends with the man so they could go back home. However, he was never going to show this mature side since it was highly embarrassing. He walked to the door from his desk and pushed it, slightly.

The door opened a crack and Miyagi was able to push it open the remainder of the way. It was a little strange walking into the room his lover had used until he went off to Australia, or the room he used when he'd come back before moving near Miyagi. It was like seeing a part of the boy he'd never fathomed seeing.

The walls were not decorated like a normal teenager. Instead there were a few pictures. One happened to be of his wedding party. To anyone else that may have looked a little odd, but he knew the reason Shinobu had that picture was because they were in it together. Another picture had him, his father, Shinobu, and Shinobu's father, also taken at the wedding. The final picture was of Shinobu as a baby. Miyagi hadn't seen a picture of his terrorist as a baby and he was slightly taken aback at how adorable the brat was.

"You were an adorable baby, Shinobu-chin," Miyagi commented, sitting on the bed, across from where Shinobu was seated at a desk.

"What of it, old man?"

Obviously there was no room for small talk, so Miyagi jumped right in. "Look, Shinobu, I am sure waking up alone wasn't exactly what you wanted, but I didn't want to bother you with what I had to do."

Shinobu blanched. "And what was so fucking important you needed to leave when we were in the middle of something that important?"

"There was a fire at the university; I needed to go in with Kamijou and your father to assess the damage."

This did cause the younger man pause. A fire was indeed an extremely good reason to disappear without a word. But that actually hurt even more. Didn't Miyagi feel he could share important stuff like that with him? One thing about being together so long though was their ability to communicate much better than when they'd first started their relationship.

"I know I'm still a kid, but am I not adult enough for you to share your problems with? I know I wouldn't have been able to go to the school with you, but I still would've liked to know so I can give you what support I have to give. I'm sorry that the fire occurred. I could have been there for you if you'd let me."

Miyagi's chest constricted. The kid was growing up way too fast. Yes, he was still an adorable brat, but he was so adult at times it scared him. Maybe it wasn't that he didn't think Shinobu could handle dealing with the adult situations in his life…maybe it was because he was afraid that the older Shinobu became, the more likely he would grow out of his infatuation with Miyagi and leave. He was treating Shinobu like a parent treats a child, and that wasn't fair. It was time to let the kid grow up.

"I'm sorry, Shinobu," he mumbled, meekly. "I didn't think anything of letting you sleep and me writing a note."

"Yesterday was really important to me, and now it's been ruined," Shinobu stated, hotly.

It was true. The day in which Shinobu had figured to lose his seme virginity had passed, but a new day was upon them and it was a chance to start anew. And there was nothing like bringing a little bit of cheekiness to the situation.

"I know," Miyagi stated, walking over and pulling Shinobu into an embrace. He kissed the boy softly, eliciting a soft moan from the boy. "And I will make it up to you, I promise."

Miyagi reached into his back pocket and produced a condom.

"What in the fuck is that for, old man?" Shinobu barked.

The elder grinned, evilly. "I'd have thought by now, you'd have been very much aware of what this is, Shinobu-chin," Miyagi cooed, leaning in and kissing the embarrassed young man on the tip of the nose.

"I know what it is, but what are you planning on doing with it in my parent's house, pervert?" Shinobu growled, leaning back and glaring daggers.

"Will you let me do the honors?" the professor asked.

"Do what honors? We can't do anything at my parent's house, not when they're downstairs!"

Miyagi smiled and nodded. "I know that, Shinobu. I'm asking you to let me do the honors, but we aren't going to do anything here." He reached into his other pocket and produced a card. Shinobu looked at it and his eyes went wide. It was for a ritzy hotel in Hakone. "Let's go away, tonight, Shinobu, and we can consummate our relationship, again." The man knew that if Shinobu were to be the one to top he'd need to lead up to it one-hundred percent or he'd very likely not make it far enough before chickening out.

Shinobu didn't know what to say. He forgot all about the hurt the elder had caused by not telling him about the fire and could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. Why the fuck do I have to cry all the time!? The little terrorist nodded his head and let Miyagi lead him out of the room. After saying a quick goodbye to his family and coming up with a plan as to why neither could stay or return for dinner that evening, the duo hopped into Miyagi's car and sped off toward the hotel.

/GG/

There he was again, shaking like a leaf and looking a little terrified. This time was going different though. Miyagi had already put the condom on his already hardened member and was lying on his back, posterior looking rather inviting to the big gray eyes gazing at it with lust, infatuation, and love.

Shinobu was on his knees between Miyagi's legs, right hand holding Miyagi's like a little kid about to get a shot at the doctor instead of a man getting ready to prick someone instead. In his head he was repeating a mantra over and over again; I love him and I want to feel him the way he feels me. I want to know him the way he knows me. I want us to be equal. With Miyagi's hand in his and his little cadence he'd found the courage to press forward.

"You need to prepare me the first time, Shinobu-chin," Miyagi guided, handing the kid a tube of lube.

"I know what to do, bastard, I've been in your position before, remember?" Shinobu replied, haughtily.

The raven-haired professor rolled his eyes and just nodded his head. The kid was still going to act like he knew everything, even when it was clear he was clueless and worried at the same time.

Shinobu, hand still squeezing Miyagi's, prepared the older man with a gentleness Miyagi didn't know the kid possessed. He'd make a great father one day, he thought. Of course if he had it any way he'd keep it just the two of them, but if the kid really wanted a family then he'd release his hold so Shinobu could chase his dream.

While within his (completely inappropriate for the mood) thoughts, he didn't realize that he'd started to moan, wantonly. The brat was good, he'd give him that. He opened his eyes and gazed at Shinobu to see that the kid had a slight smirk in his eyes as he finished with the preparations. It was now or never and Miyagi wanted nothing more than to feel that boy's manhood inside of his ass.

"Are you ready?" he whispered.

"I should be asking you that, not the other way around," Shinobu complained. "I'm the one…humph." He couldn't get his last sentence out as he was pulled forward and his mouth attacked by his lover's. In that moment he didn't really care all that much that he'd not been able to speak. The feel of the other underneath him was a slightly different sensation this time as his hand, guided by Miyagi's, grabbed hold of his cock and was maneuvered so they slowly came together.

The feel was enough to make Shinobu's eyes roll to the back of his head and he lost it instantly. Of course Miyagi didn't let it end there and they remained connected; kissing, touching, grasping, and making love for a number of hours after.

Eventually, out of pure exhaustion, both men curled into a sweaty heap and held one another, breathing deeply the musky scent of sex and sweat.

"I love you, Miyagi," Shinobu yawned, cuddling up into his lover's arms.

"I already knew that," Miyagi answered, kissing the boy on the top of the head. "I love you too, Shinobu."

A tear leaked out of Shinobu's eye and landed on Miyagi's chest. The elder noticed and moved so he was looking at his terrorist. "Shinobu, are you okay?"

"I'm just happy," was the reply given by the boy.

Miyagi chuckled and leaned in to kiss the kid on the forehead. Leave it to Shinobu to cry when he was angry, sad, and happy, in multiple different ways.

"This isn't a very manly cry, Shinobu," he teased.

"Fuck you," Shinobu grumbled.

He couldn't resist taking the bait. "You already did."

/GG/

The car ride home was almost comical to the college student, but he kept his composure. Since he hadn't deemed it necessary to get his driver's license, Miyagi was left to drive. After the first ten minutes, the elder had stopped the car, walked into a store, and bought a butt cushion to he could sit on his cheeks.

Presently he was driving down the road, ass planted firmly on the pillow, and Shinobu was attempting to keep from giggling.

"That's a very natural reaction for someone's first time," Shinobu commented, recalling Miyagi saying something similar after their first initial time together.

"You're a smarmy brat, Shinobu-pon," Miyagi replied, lighting a cigarette to help take the sting off. In truth it didn't hurt that bad. It was just a little uncomfortable since it was his first time taking anything up his ass.

"As if you'd want me to change, bastard," Shinobu deadpanned.

"Nope," Miyagi said with a smile. He put his hand on top of Shinobu's head and ruffled the boy's hair. "I love you just the way you are, smart-ass and all."

Deep down Shinobu felt his heat beat quicken and his temperature rise. After all their time together, he still managed to make Shinobu feel like a virgin, which he wasn't, in any way shape or form anymore. To say he was happy was an understatement, and the look in the old man's eyes told Shinobu that Miyagi was happy too.