It was a bright day. The sky was clear and not a single cloud in sight. The wind blew gently outside. Today was perfect for a date.

Yes, today was Makoto and Haru's long-awaited date. Makoto had been looking forward to this day that he could not get a wink of sleep last night. If he could only fast forward to the next morning, he would. The moment the sun rose, Makoto dressed up as fast as he could and ran towards Haru's house.

They always hang out from morning till night. In fact, Makoto could not think of any time when they separated from each other. People found it weird when they saw one of them alone. But for Makoto, a surge of loneliness crashed through him when he looked to his side and not see Haru there.

Hanging out as classmates was different from a date. A date's a date. It was the only time when they could walk around as lovers and not under the guise of classmates. They, too, could experience what usual couples do. Of course, open flirting was a no-no, they would settle with stolen moments when they were outside.

Makoto called out to Haru from his front door. No answer. He tried the doorbell and still no response. In fact, the house showed no sign of life. He sighed knowing full well that this might happen. Either Haru was just lost in thought in his tub or it was his way of seducing Makoto in his half-naked form every morning or maybe both. Makoto had no idea, though he was indeed seduced. Because a topless Haru, body dripping of water was far better than any breakfast. It was grand feast for Makoto's eyes.

The brunet scoffed, in an attempt to push aside all indecent thoughts. Thinking like that early in the morning in broad daylight was shameful, his face felt like blazing on fire. Makoto had no choice but to use the backdoor of the house.

"Haru?" Makoto stepped into the house, calling out for the raven-haired. No reply. A sigh escaped from his lips. There was only one place where he would find Haru. With quick steps, Makoto went to the bathroom. He heard a soft plop just before he opened the door. Haru was definitely inside. Makoto slid the door open and called out once more in which Haru responded with a cool gaze.

"Good morning Haru," Makoto extended his hand and help the other guy get out of water. He must have forgotten our date, Makoto smiled ruefully. Of course, he must have been the only one excited. It can't be helped, he thought.

"Makoto," Haru stood up from his sitting position in the tub, his blue eyes staring at the brunet. Makoto was wondering what was wrong until the other guy gave him a soft peck on the lips. The brunet stared at Haru, dumbfounded. "Don't get the wrong idea. I remember our date b-but I couldn't calm down so I soaked in the water."

"Is that so?" He asked to which Haru nodded in response. A weight was lifted from his chest and a goofy smile formed on his face. "Are we going now?"

"No. We'll have breakfast first," was the immediate reply.

"Right," Makoto smiled. He figured that they would be having saba for breakfast. There was no winning with fishes – his ultimate rival. But Haru is Haru and Makoto loved all of him.

Haru stepped out of the tub and went straight to the kitchen where he put on his apron. The raven-haired had always been the better cook between the two of them. His penchant for fishes must have been the force to drive him to cook different dishes. Haru could be a chef if he wanted to.

"May I help?" Makoto asked as Haru started heating the pan and prepared the ingredients.

"No."

Makoto let out a nervous smile, his index finger scratching his cheek. The last time he helped, it was disastrous. No wonder Haru declined his offer. Still, he wanted to do something.

"What are you making?" He hovered over the raven-haired, trying to take a peek but he got distracted by that nape. It looked enticing. There was some water drops left glided downward to the shoulder. Makoto had lost any interest in any real food when something this delicious was in front of him. He gulped, trying to hold back his desires but he knew it was futile. He had to taste it. He wanted to lick the droplets, trace the outline of the other's shoulder and then take a bite of that tasty nape.

Unable to suppress his sudden urge, he let his tongue went over the shoulder line, going upwards. He chomped the side of the nape and stared at the mark for awhile before tracing his tongue over it. He kissed and sucked over and over again. He interchanged his kisses between the nape and the shoulder. Haru gasped which further ignited him.

"Ma-makoto," Haru managed to say in between moans. "I can't concentrate in cooking if you do that."

"Ah!" The brunet yelped and took a few steps back. His face flushed a deep scarlet color. He hid his face behind his hands. "Sorry Haru!"

He was too excited. They had not even started with their date and he could not keep his hands to his pants already. Makoto heard Haru sighed. The other guy must be annoyed at him now. There was the sound of the stove being turned off and footsteps coming towards him.

"It's okay," Haru took his hands that were still blocking his face, before he brought his lips towards Makoto. It was a slow and sweet kiss. Makoto felt himself being swept away. They shared the kiss for a while before they parted. The two of them stared at each other, each reflected on the other's eyes. They both smiled and their faces drew closer again. This time, it was rough and hungry as if trying to fill themselves. Haru flung his arms around Makoto's neck, bringing their bodies closer. The brunet leaned on something behind his back, supporting their weights. His hands started roaming the lithe, muscular body before him. His right hand touched the firm chest, rubbing its buds. The other slid from the spine down the buttcrack and poked a certain area. Then, he grabbed a cheek and massaged it. He could feel Haru's hardness pressing against him. That's a relief, Makoto thought. At least he was not the only one enjoying it.

Haru broke their connection and peered at his face with hooded eyes. Just like before, one look at Haru and Makoto knew what the other wanted. As always, he'd happily obliged.


It was a bright day. The sky was clear and not a single cloud in sight. The wind blew gently outside. Today was perfect for a date.

Or so Makoto thought. But here they were, lying on the bed, naked. Haru was curled up beside him as they exchanged soft kisses every now and then. Makoto heaved a sigh, that was an unexpected turn of events. Inside dates were fun too, though. There were still lots of things you can do.

"I'm sorry, your most awaited date was ruined," Haru sat up and turned to him.

"It's alright. This is good too," Makoto replied.

"I still feel bad about it. You looked like you didn't sleep due to excitement," Haru traced the dark circles under Makoto's eyes with his index finger. His fingers stopped their movements and he brought their faces closer. "How about I make up for it by another round?"

Makoto was not sure he heard Haru right. He just lay there, mouth gaping wide. Haru watched his reactions, a glint of amusement reflected in his blue eyes. Makoto's eyes widen bit by bit as reality dawned on him. Haru knew him well.

"Haruuu!" He bear-hugged the other guy, throwing both of them back to the bed. Once again, Haru's sweet voice called Makoto's name like a song playing softly in his ears.


Author's Notes:

...and that's it for this series. :)