"Damn brat keeps leaving me voicemails." Miyagi grumbled out loud as his eyes flickered to his phone then back down to the meal in front of them. It had been about two and a half weeks since Hiroki's temporary suspension and Miyagi had been visiting him a lot during those times in order to fill him in about the one replacing him, an assistant from another floor who had minored in literature and was qualified enough to take over although Hiroki's constant emails and lesson plans helped a lot, 'it's not the same, he doesn't slap me when I misbehave!' Miyagi had once complained to him and Hiroki would scoff and poke at the new menu his boss brought to him that day.

Today, Miyagi decided to invite him out during one of his own breaks. Since Hiroki no longer worked, his days would be spent mostly at home gathering material for future lectures, or going over graded work, or his old essays. He would also go on walks at times, through the streets, through the parks, around the book store. Frankly, the most direct socializing he had was with Miyagi so he couldn't help but look forward to it, not that he would ever tell the man.

"You might as well answer." Hiroki muttered as dug into the sandwich littered with his chosen toppings. "He's probably apologetic if he keeps calling like that."

"Ehhh, Kamijou!" Miyagi whined back to him as he grabbed his cup of black coffee and took a careful sip, pointing loosely at him, "You're the worst friend ever! You're supposed to comfort me, tell me how wrong he is for me, and take me to some bar so I can make out with girls."

"And I'd do that if we were those types of people." Hiroki simply replied. There was a pause as Miyagi shifted in his seat.

"Alright, you got me there… so how is Kusama-san?"

Hiroki suddenly found the outlines of his own hands quite interesting, "I don't know. I mean things have been a little strained lately since I'm home more often. Believe it or not I've been a little temperamental nowadays" Miyagi gave him a pointed look, Hiroki glared, "And every time he's going to work it's like he just storms out."

"Ah, seems like we're both having love troubles, wouldn't you say?" Miyagi commented with a thoughtful look over his face, Hiroki sighed to himself, "Think he's still cheating on you with that twit?"

There was one instance when Miyagi had visited him on his lunch break and met both Nowaki and his sempai who was just about to leave. Nowaki gave shifted eyes as he glanced back at the house and said, "I'm going, Hiro-san!"

A surprised Hiroki walked over, but Nowaki was already leaving. The sempai turned back and smirked at Miyagi as he passed, Miyagi left to stare back at him wondering what was happening, They're both brats… he thought to himself before his eyes fell back to Hiroki who was still in his pajamas, "My sweet honey!" He called as he moved to tackle him, and was met with air and a foot to his back.

Good times.

"I don't know." replied Hiroki with a soft grunt, Miyagi watched him in curiosity, "I mean I could be seeing things that aren't there. There have been no other bruises thus far, and last night I swore he kissed me when he got home and thought I was asleep… I didn't smell alcohol."

"Oh? Tell me more."

Hiroki glared at his suggestive look as he placed the finished plate away from him and sighed, stretching his arms widely from where he was as he took a look around the surroundings. The last time he had been here was when Nowaki ditched him, and yet surprisingly he didn't feel angry or upset. His eyes moved to secretly look at his boss who was rubbing the back of his head in thought, and widened momentarily.

"You sound like you're just making excuses though."

Yet that had snapped him right back on course, "Shut up, go find a lover first before criticizing me."

"Youch!" Miyagi shouted, placing his hands over his eyes, "Oh Kamijou, you've clutched a sword through my body once again!"

"I-Idiot!" Hiroki blinked as he looked around, of course people were staring at him… hey, wasn't that one of the kids in Mrs. Madoka's lecture? They were supposed to be in class now- ah, whatever, "Damnit Professor, stop embarrassing me, people are looking!"

Miyagi peeked through the spaces between his fingers, and reached over, a smile over his lips, "eh, they're probably looking at that little milk mustache you have going on over there-" He commented as he moved his arm over and gently wiped against Hiroki's mouth, more particularly his lips, with one swift motion.

Hiroki blinked with shock as he slammed himself back against his chair.

Awkward.

"… Man Kamijou-"Miyagi said as he moved his hand back with a small smile over his lips, "You could reject me more lightly."

"D-Don't joke, idiot!" Hiroki grumbled as he brought his hands down to the table. He couldn't tell if he was shaking or not.

"So what?" Hiroki's eyes flickered back to him, "Would you take him back if he were?"

There was a pause. Hiroki looked down at his hands again. A waitress came around to grab their finished meal, and asked them if they wanted anything where the older professor refused and thanked her. She sent him a smile before she bounded away to the other tables. No wonder there were so many young customers, Miyagi thought to himself.

"Probably."

Miyagi blinked, "Seriously?"

"Don't get me wrong, I mean it.. would hurt, a lot." Hiroki swallowed to himself, trying to control himself, "But if he still loves me and its just sex with him then I'll… I'll take him back. He'll have to break it off with the sempai, but I will." I think, Hiroki thought to himself. There was a moment in time when he thought the two were having an affair, and outspoke similar thoughts. This wasn't any different, he concluded.

Miyagi just stared at him.

"Hey, you don't get to judge me, you were dating your ex-wife's brother!"

Miyagi faltered, "When will you stop throwing that in my face? That was, like, one time!" He whined to him, and held his hand up as Hiroki opened his mouth, peeking at his watch in the process, "Ah, it's time to go. Class starts in 15. Do you need a ride home?"

Hiroki shook his head as he stood up, grabbing his coat on his way, "You'll be late." He told him, outright.

Miyagi mimicked his actions and was about to retort, but stopped as Hiroki suddenly looked passed him, then back at him with an indifferent expression on his face, That's new… , "I think you got a fan." He stepped closer to him which made Miyagi blink and resist the urge to move away, "I noticed she had been coming around our tables quite more frequently than the others. So you go deal with it and I'll be off." With a curious look, Miyagi turned and caught the attention of the same waitress behind the counter, suddenly beaming as their eyes connected. Ah... he turned back, but Hiroki was already on his way out. With his eyes slowly widening in realization, he quickly moved towards the counter to give the waitress his answer.

And walked out to see Hiroki standing on the side of the street, staring up at the sky. Ducking his head, Miyagi tried to hide the grin that threatened his lips as he walked over, brushing his arm against his back as he passed which earned a slight bristle and short gasp, "Man, has the times changed." He said simply while shrugging his hands into his pockets, knowing Hiroki was right behind him, "I caught wind of a conversation a few young women were having, of the different positions they use with their own partners. So many different names that I've never even heard of."

Hiroki couldn't help but snort at the comment, already knowing who he was talking about. He had passed their table as soon as he walked out. He stopped just to the side of the professor's car who went to the driver's door and opened it. Paused to swerve his head and look at his favorite colleague, "…. Shall we go?" He asked, again.

"You'll be late." Hiroki repeated, again, his eyes moving up to meet his silently.

Miyagi tipped his head with a smile. He was feeling quite elated today and he knew exactly why, "They can wait."

"Stop slacking on your duties, professor." The younger man scolded, right before entering the car and putting on his seatbelt.


Feelings are starting to be shown. What's going to happen? To be honest, I'm quite determined to finish my unfinished stories so you'll be seeing quite the few updates these few weeks. Hope you liked this chapter and thank you for the reviews!