Bored, Haruka sat in his usual spot as he did every class. Paying no attention to the teacher at the front of the classroom, he let his mind wander off to give him some sort of entertainment. However, what his mind trailed off to wasn't the best thing for him to remember in the middle of class. Scattered memories of the previous weekend, blurry visions of him moaning into his hands as Rin had his way with him. I can't think of this in class. He thought as he fidgetted in his seat. Slowly becoming aroused at the rememberance of how good Rin made him feel that night. Oh god, no, not here. Covering his face with his hands, he became bright-red, drawing attention by some people in the class. This wasn't how he usually acted after-all.

"Nanase Haruka, are you okay?" The teacher asked after a student at the front pointed him out quietly.

"Uhm.." Haru's head shot up, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Actually, I feel a little nausous. May I go to the bathroom?"

"Of course, but hurry back."

"Yes sir. Thankyou, sir." He stood up and left quickly before anyone would be able to notice the real reason he wanted to leave the room.

[Rin 12:23]

Damn, didn't know I had that affect on you. Haru-chan.

[Haru 12:23]

Stop it. Don't call me that. Help me out here.

[Rin 12:24]

How can I? You're in school.

[Haru 12:24]

Somehow. I don't know! I can't go back in there like this, it's getting worse.

[Rin 12:25]

Touch yourself.

[Haru 12:25]

What? No! I'm not touching my self in school!

[Rin 12:26]

Go back to class with a massive boner then.

[Haru 12:26]

I can't believe I'm about to do this.

[Rin 12:27]

Kinky bastard.

"Kinky bastard?" Haru whispered to himself in the toilet cubicle. "It's your fault, asshole." He glared at the phone screen. Sighing he put his phone back in his pocket before pulling both his pants and underwear down. As if this is happening. Taking his erection in his hand he slowly started to stroke himself. A quiet moan escaping his mouth made Haru realize maybe he should get this over with quickly and silently. Jerking his hand as fast as he could, his head fell backwards against the tiled wall behind him. Biting the hand that he wasn't using to find a release, muffled moans echoed in the empty bathroom. A couple of minutes past before Haru felt himself getting closer to the edge. "Fuck." He mumbled into his hand as it covered his mouth. Coming, his back arched, pulling his head off the wall.

After cleaning up the mess he made in the cubicle, he started washing his hands. Looking at himself in the mirror he was greeted to his sweaty-red-panting self. Anyone with the right mind would know what he'd just done.

"H-haru?" Makoto entered the bathroom, flustered with a look on his face that Haru couldn't recognize. It was the first time he had spoken to him since the argument.

"What?"

"The teacher told me to see if you were okay."

"Well, I'm fine. Thanks." Haru responded coldly, drying his hands.

"You don't look too good. Were you sick?"

"Why would you care?" Blue eyes glared into green as Haru walked past Makoto, leaving the bathroom and heading back to class.

|| Sorry for the lack of detail during any smutty scenes. I'm new to this so writing smut is still a little embarrassing for me. I'm sure the detail will increase as I get further into the fic :) Thanks for reading! ||