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Kunimitsu woke up and immediately knew that something was wrong. He placed it quickly as the absence of Fuji by his side. The sound of retching led him towards the bathroom their room connected to, and he peered in worriedly.
Fuji, in all of his tensai glory, was leaned over the toilet and emptying his stomach. Kunimitsu moved to his side without a word and helped to hold the other up, as his shivering body seemed not to have the strength to keep him on his knees. Fuji moaned softly as retching finally came to a stop, and he leaned back into Kunimitsu's touch, as the buchou rubbed his back soothingly.
Fuji looked terrible, and probably felt worse. His face was covered in sweat and a small bit of vomit was on his chin. His eyes were sunken and tearing slightly, and his entire body was pale and trembling from the strain on his stomach and muscles. Kunimitsu grabbed some toilet paper and wiped the tensai's face, knowing that being clean would go a ways to making the other boy feel better.
"Are you alright?" Kunimitsu asked, his voice soft. Fuji looked up and opened his mouth to answer him, but had to turn immediately back to the toilet, emptying his gut until he had nothing left and was reduced to dry heaving over the bowl. Kunimitsu flushed the toilet, not wishing to have to see or smell it's contents any longer, and held the shivering boy close to him once more.
"... Yes, I'm... Fine," Fuji forced out, his voice hoarse, as his throat was no doubt raw after throwing-up so many times.
"Something you ate?"
Fuji shrugged to say that he didn't know. Kunimitsu was worried, naturally, but tried to remain as calm as possible, putting on his buchou face and speaking in a slightly louder voice. "Do you think we should take you to the doctor?"
Fuji omitted a breathy version of his usual chuckle, and shook his head, "No... Just a little off this morning. I feel fine now. Better." He corrected himself, knowing that Kunimitsu wouldn't believe that he was completely 'fine'. Still, he felt a lot better now that he had completely emptied his stomach.
"I know you're not going to like this, Shuu, but we need to go eat." Fuji groaned at the very idea of food. "I know, I know, but you need to get something back in your stomach, just toast or crackers, okay? Something easy." Fuji frowned, but allowed himself to be dragged downstairs anyway.
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That morning, Kevin and the Griffeys announced that they would be heading back to America the next day. Everyone was generally in good spirits though, because the separated couples were all now together again. The atmosphere in the room was the exact opposite of Fuji.
Actually, Fuji looked fairly normal, meaning that he was smiling just like always, as if nothing was wrong, but Kunimitsu could feel the other's discomfort, as if through an invisible bond. He said nothing as they both sat down at a table, Oishi and Eiji across from them, Yuta on Fuji's left (Mizuki on Yuta's other side), and Takahisa (Wakato one farther down) on Kunimitsu's right. Kunimitsu, knowing without having to check that Fuji would not grab his own food, seeing as the tensai didn't want to eat in the first place, heaped two pieces of toast onto the other's plate.
Fuji looked at the pieces disinterestedly, and Kunimitsu figured that he needed something to put on them. He reached for he wasabi sauce, which was on the table only because Fuji seemed to put it on everything. Fuji's face scrunched up at the sight of the bottle and he pushed it away. Kunimitsu froze and blinked.
"You don't... What any?" He simply couldn't believe it. Sick or not, it seemed to be Fuji's favorite thing.
"No, I don't want any wasabi on my toast," Fuji said firmly, looking a bit green at the very thought. Four hands were immediately on his forehead as Kunimitsu, Eiji, Oishi, and Yuta all tried to check his temperature. Fuji's smile twitched. "What? I just don't want any."
"He doesn't feel too hot..." Yuta seemed puzzled. "Maybe we should take his temperature anyway."
"Fuji-kun, are you feeling alright?" Oishi asked, looking worried.
"He was throwing-up this morning," Kunimitsu informed them, his tone serious.
"Nya?!! Fujiko! You aren't going to die, are you?!" Eiji fussed over him
Fuji was beginning to get testy, and Kunimitsu pulled the others away from him before the tensai could blow, something that wasn't seen often and was best avoided. Kunimitsu frowned slightly. "You really aren't feeling well still, are you?" he asked it quietly, although whispering was useless when certain people in the room had ears like a bat's, literally.
"To be completely honest, I feel better now, but still... Strange," Fuji didn't know how else to explain it. He didn't feel sick, necessarily, not like he had that morning anyway, but he felt off still, and tired.
"It's still Sunday, Love," Kunimitsu said softly, "Do you want to go back to bed?"
"Will you go with me?" Kunimitsu saw the glint in the tensai's eyes and countered it.
"To sleep," he said, not willing, as much as he really liked the idea, to do anything with the tensai while he was sick. He wouldn't risk the other's health like that.
"... But you won't leave me?" Fuji asked, seeming to be willing to compromise.
"Not unless I absolutely have to," Kunimitsu promised, although he couldn't really think of anything more important that his tensai, so he doubted anything could drag him away.
Fuji smiled his first real smile of the morning, and Kunimitsu felt a small tug of his lips as he gave a small smile in return.
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Hiyoshi grumbled, unsure what he had done to deserve this. He was currently cleaning out a closet on the second floor, in an area full of rooms nobody used, and he really didn't get why he was in trouble. Apparently, he must have done something, because Ryuzaki had evidently sent Sengoku to tell him that he had to clean out this closet.
Of course, Sengoku could have been lying to him about getting in trouble, but Sengoku really had no reason to overthrow him, and he just wasn't the kind of person to trick someone into cleaning out a closet for no reason. Why would anyone trick someone else into cleaning out a closet anyway? That would just be stupid. Sure, Sengoku could be weird, and even an idiot some times, but he certainly wasn't stupid. Not that stupid anyway.
So, it wasn't a trick. Probably. He shrugged. His only chances were to either, a) finish cleaning the closet without a fuss, and possibly make a fool out of himself when Sengoku lets him in on the joke, or b) go find Ryuzaki and make a fool of himself when she tells him that he was supposed to clean out the closet. Hiyoshi grumbled something to himself again and rubbed his forehead once before getting back to work. He was thinking way too much over cleaning out a closet. It was just stupid.
Then again cleaning a closet, as a punishment or as a joke, was pretty stupid too.
Screw all of that! He was going to overthrow this stupid closet!
Suddenly, all of Hiyoshi's thoughts were cut off as rough hands pushed him into the closet. The door was closed behind him, and it was dark.
"Hey!" He yelled out, annoyed, but then he heard the click of a lock. Hiyoshi's day just went from bad, to worse.
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"Where are you taking me?" Youhei asked his twin, feeling annoyed
"Surprise!" Kouhei, half sang, half taunted. Youhei rolled his eyes, but it was a pointless gesture, because the blindfold kept it hidden from everyone else. "Just come on! You'll figure it out!" Youhei was not liking the sound of this. Whenever Kouhei began using this tone, it meant trouble, because chances were that he was plotting something evil. "We're here!" With that, Kouhei opened a door, shoved Youhei in, and then closed it, the lock clicking into place.
"What the heck?!" Youhei fumed, pulling the blindfold away from his eyes. It didn't do any good, because it was too dark to see anyway. "Kouhei!" He banged on the door, "Let me out of here!"
"He's not going to let you out for awhile, I think."
The new voice startled Youhei, and he turned around, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the dark closet. He knew that voice well, though he had no idea what Hiyoshi could possibly be doing in a closet. Oh, perhaps he was locked in too?
Eep. That stupid book of Kouhei's.
"I swear, I'm going to kill Kouhei when I get out of here," Youhei mumbled under his breath. He turned to the general direction he thought Hiyoshi was in. It was a small closet, and he thought that he might feel Hiyoshi's leg against his. He had to make himself think about something else. Now. "You're right though, we'll be in here for a while."
"Is he waiting for something?"
"Yeah, but it's something that'll never happen."
A slight movement was all that he really saw, but he knew that Hiyoshi had nodded, "Alright, then we have to break out of here."
This was by far the most comfortable conversation he and Hiyoshi had ever had, and a part of Youhei hoped that they would be able to get out of here, just so that he could talk to him that much longer. "What do you have in mind?"
"I'm pretty good with locks," Hiyoshi said, "And I found a hairpin just before you came in."
"Oh." Hiyoshi muttered an 'excuse me', and moved forward towards the door. Because of limited space, Youhei wasn't really able to move out of the way and the two ended up face to face, only a few inches apart. Youhei could see his eyes now, if nothing else, and held his breath.
"Hey, Tanaka," Hiyoshi said, his voice soft.
"... Yeah?" His heart thundered in his chest.
"There's no handle on this side of the door."
"What?!"
"Yeah," Hiyoshi sighed and moved back. "What is it that he's waiting for Maybe we should just do it so that we can get out of here."
"Not possible," Youhei shook his head.
"Why not?"
"They want us to admit that we... Like each other, and even if I do like you, you obviously don't like me, so..."
"Why would you say that I don't like you?"
"Why? I mean, it's plenty obvious, especially with now you told me to let go of you yesterday..."
"... I told you to let go because I was naked and having you cling to me was really starting to turn me on."
Silence. "Oh."
"So, just for your information, I do like you. Quite a bit." Youhei let it sink in for a moment and then smirked.
"Enough to 'overthrow' me?" His tone noted that he was insinuating something.
"Of course... But not in a closet." Hiyoshi leaned in to kiss him anyway.
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The next morning was the last that the Americans would be spending in Japan, and Fuji was sick again in the morning and seemed to not want to do anything more than sleep. The tensai had somehow managed to convince Ryuzaki to let him go to school, much to Kunimitsu's displeasure, as he would much rather have his boyfriend stay home and rest.
Breakfast was mostly uneventful, although Fuji did have to run out once to empty his stomach. Again, he and Ryuzaki argued about him going to school, and once more Fuji won, though Ryuzaki gave him enough stomach medicine that Kunimitsu feared it might make things worse. After everyone had eaten it was time to get back to going to school again. It seemed to be even worse than a normal Monday after their three day weekend.
After breakfast, Kevin said his goodbyes to Ryoma, while the Griffeys said their's to Sengoku and the Tanaka twins. Kevin also told Momo a half-baked apology about how he wouldn't have kissed Ryoma if he had known they were in a relationship. He immediately corrected himself, saying that that had been a lie.
Everyone left for school, except for Tarou, who loaded the Americans into his car and drove them off towards the airport.
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Tom looked from his brother to his youngest teammate as they boarded the plane. There was no where on the plane with more than two seat, and it gave him an idea.
"You two sit here," Tom said firmly, pointing to the two seats they were currently standing next to.
"What? No, you two are brothers, it makes more sense for the two of you to sit together. I'll sit in that seat a few rows back," Kevin insisted.
"Next to that guy that looks like he wants to eat one of you, probably both of you, up like you're his next meal?" Tom asked, raising an eyebrow. "No. You're the youngest, so you can't sit there, I won't allow it, and Terry is my younger brother, so there's no way I'm letting him sit there. You two sit here."
"Big brother... Are you going to be alright?" Terry asked, looking worriedly at the person who was probably going to start drooling over them any second. (A/N: When he says 'Big brother', it makes me think of Alphonse from FMA, you know?)
"I'll be fine," Tom grinned, "If he tries anything, I'll sic Billy on him when we get back home."
"If you say so," Kevin frowned, and moved to sit down, Terry following him.
Tom went to sit down, and swatted a wandering hand away from him before continuing to watch Kevin and his little brother interact. This could end up being interesting.
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Or not. They had gone the entire plane ride and had hardly said a word to each other. Kevin had gone to sleep almost immediately after boarding, and Terry had been too nervous about sitting next to his crush 'all alone' to even move, let alone speak.
Tom sighed and then brightened into a smile when he saw Billy waiting for them (him, really) by the baggage claim. Not even bothering to think about the people around, he rushed over and threw his arms around the other.
It felt so great to be back, even if his plan to get Terry to confess to Kevin had failed. He wouldn't give up, though, and perhaps Billy had seen something in his eyes, for he pulled out of their embrace and turned to the younger boys, who seemed used to their PDA moments by now. "Hey, why don't ya'll go get some coffee for all of us, and Tom and I'll go get the bags?"
"Yes, that sounds good," Tom nodded, glad that his boyfriend was more perceptive than he looked.
Terry looked at him, adorably confused, "Are you sure? You won't need any help?"
"We'll be fine," Tom answered, winking at his little brother, he leaned in to whisper in the other boy's ear, "Besides, I haven't seen Billy in too long. Can't you understand if we want a little time alone?" His brother blushed, so he added, "To talk."
"Yeah..." Terry said, closing his eyes blushing at how his mind had skipped right over talking to the two of them just talking, immediately thinking that Tom and Billy were going to end up making out on the airport floor. Then again, that last one still might end up happening, depending on what they... GAH! Terry shook his head fervently to try and rid himself of that thought.
"You okay?" Terry opened his eyes to see Kevin looking at him, seeming slightly concerned. Tom and Billy had already managed to disappear, and Kevin, after Terry had answered that he was fine, was now leading him towards a airport cafe nearby.
They ordered their coffee and grabbed a table, sitting silently as they waited for Tom and Billy to come back. Though Kevin seemed perfectly comfortable, Terry's mind was in a frenzy. For the second time very recently, he was sitting next to his crush, and, other than the people they did not know who flocked around them, they were alone.
"Hey, Kevin..."
"Yeah?" Kevin asked, looking up from his coffee with large, innocent looking eyes.
"Um... Why did you kiss Ryoma?"
"I like him, that's all."
Terry rethought his statement. "I mean, do you think it's best to let someone you like... Know how you feel, rather than keep it to yourself?"
"Of course," Kevin shrugged, "I mean, if everyone in the world kept their feelings to themselves, no one would ever be able to begin a relationship, you know? Sometimes, you gotta make the first move. Otherwise you'd just keep wondering." Kevin's grin turned feral, "Why, Terry? Got someone in mind?"
Terry decided not to answer with words, but instead placed a lightning fast kiss on Kevin's lips, pulling back just as quickly, hoping that no one saw. Kevin wouldn't have even believed that Terry Griffey had just kissed him, but his lips still tingled, so he couldn't have imagined it.
"... Why did you kiss me?"
"Because it's better than wondering."
Tom came back and sat down with Billy at the table the other two had procured, and smiled. He hadn't missed how the younger two boys were holding hands under the table. Kevin was cute when he blushed too.