Hello everyone! I'm up to Day Four c: It seems as if where I live, I'm earlier than everyone else?... I sure hope not... lol.

S-so... I'm not exactly 'confident' with this chapter... I edited it like, five times :'( And I'm still not satisfied. I'm probably going to rework Chapters 1 and 4 (this). Haha.

Shark bites, huh. I wonder if anybody actually made a plot where Nitori or Rin got their limbs bitten off by a shark. Haha (my twisted sense of humour is beyond hope).

Please leave a review, hope you guys enjoy this c:

Rintori Week

Day Four: Shark Bites

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"Hey, Nitori, rough night, aye?" A classmate in the corridor winked at Nitori before continuing on his way. Nitori frowned, confused.

'Rough night? What? Does he think I'm having sleeping problems?'

After a moment of pondering, Nitori shrugged and moved on.

Upon entering class, he was stopped a second time. This time, by the Student Council Representative, who coughed and said, "Y-you should really wear a scarf, Nitori-san... o-or stick a band-aid on them... the teacher will see if you don't."

"Huh? See what?" Nitori glanced down at himself.

He was wearing the right clothes, and all the garments were on right. There wasn't anything stuck on his back or something.

The Student Council Representative gulped visibly. "T-those..." He pointed to his neck.

"W-what..."

Nitori sped out of the classroom and to the nearest bathroom.

'No. No way. There's no way that there would be anything on my neck. Rin-senpai didn't- OH SHIT.'

Little dark-red spots were visible on Nitori's neck.

'Crap, why didn't I notice this earlier?!'

The answer was obvious. Nitori had forgotten to look at himself in the mirror today to check that he looked sensible, because he'd woken up late.

And why had he woken up late? Because of Rin and the stupid ideas he decided to ignite in the middle of the night.

There were endless reminders of their activities on Nitori's neck, collarbone and chest. 'Marking my possession' as Rin liked to call it. Nitori thought it was more like 'embarrassing my boyfriend'.

He sighed and reached into his pocket for a band-aid. Nitori kept band-aids in his pockets 24/7 just in case an accident happened.

His diligence paid off.

Unfortunately, he didn't have enough band-aids to cover the ones on his collarbone, but the ones on his neck were covered. He looked weird – his classmates would have a laugh – but there wouldn't be as many questions.

-x-

"Nitori, why haven't you changed? You do know where you are, right?" Seijuuro stared at the silver-haired boy questioningly.

"Mm... about that, I... kinda feel sick today. Can I sit out please?" Nitori asked pleadingly.

"You don't look that sick."

"I am-" Nitori coughed unconvincingly, "-S-so can I maybe just sit out? Just for today?"

"Sure, but-"

"Ai? What's wrong?"

The culprit appeared, his forehead creased in concern. His red hair was in a dripping mess, and Nitori had to look away to stop a blush from appearing on his face. Why was Rin so perfect, anyway?

"N-nothing..." Nitori mumbled.

"Nitori says he feels sick. Take him to the infirmary, Rin."

"I-I feel fine!" Nitori blustered.

"Then you should swim," Seijuuro raised an eyebrow quizzically. "Why are you acting so weird, anyway?"

"That's because..." Nitori glanced at Rin nervously and weighed his options. He could tell the truth and create an embarrassing situation for both him and Rin, or... "I just have a head ache. Honest. I could do with a lie down. I don't want to go to the infirmary either."

"Okay... well then, I guess you're excused?" Seijuuro scratched the back of his head. "Get well soon."

Nitori nodded quickly. "I will. Thanks."

"Hey, Ai... what's wrong?" Rin grabbed Nitori's wrist.

Nitori shook him off quickly, afraid that someone might see. "Nothing. I just have a head ache. All I need to do is rest. H-honest..."

"I don't think so. You always avert my gaze when you're lying," Rin crossed his arms across his chest, eyeing Nitori. "So what's up? And why do you have so many band-aids on your neck? Don't tell me... did someone start a fight with you?!"

"No! No, it's not that... I just... need to sleep. That's all," Nitori chewed his lip. "See you later, Rin-senpai!"

He speed-walked out of there, since the rules stated that you shouldn't run.

But Rin was suspicious of his boyfriend and chased after him. Unlike Nitori, he ignored the rules and ran. Rules were meant to be broken, right?

With one running and one speed-walking, the victor was certain.

Rin caught up to Nitori just as he was getting his items out of his locker.

"So. There's no way that you could walk like that if you really had a head ache, so spill." Rin banged a fist against the locker door next to Nitori's, alarming him.

"Rin-senpai, don't do that! What if you leave a dent?"

"Stop trying to avoid the question and answer me," Rin hissed, tilting Nitori's chin up so he couldn't avoid his gaze.

"W-well..."

"What are you hiding underneath the band-aids?"

"I'm not hiding anything!" Nitori protested, holding up his arms to hide it. "I-I fell today! That's it. Some twigs scratched me on the neck and I put band-aids on it."

"Ehh... if it's something like that, can't I see? I could lick it better," Rin suggested with an innocent smile on his face.

"You..." Nitori grumbled, unable to stop his stomach from doing flip-flops just by that one suggestion. He pulled his sports bag out of his locker. "I'm going to bed, Rin-senpai. Please go back to practice." He slipped under Rin's arm politely, only to be pulled back again.

"You didn't object the idea," Rin whispered into Nitori's ear as he slowly peeled off a band-aid.

"OW OW OW!" Nitori screeched, jumping away from Rin and holding his neck. He stuck the corners of the band-aid back on. "That hurt!"

"It couldn't have hurt that much."

"It did, it did!"

But it didn't, not that much. Nitori just wanted to make Rin back off.

"You're such a sissy," Rin scoffed. He palmed the back of his neck and reluctantly said, "Sorry." Which just made Nitori feel guilty.

"A-actually... it didn't hurt that much..." He whispered. "A-anyway. I'm going."

"Hmm... but you know, I'm really interested in what I saw underneath that band-aid... it's my mark, right? Why are you hiding it?" Rin asked.

"'Why' you say? Isn't it obvious? It's kinda... embarrassing..." Nitori trailed off. When Rin didn't reply, Nitori looked up.

"So you don't want me to do it any more?" Rin scoffed. "Fine."

"W-wait!" Nitori called as Rin left for the door. "T-that's not what I meant!"

When he received no response, he tried again: "I just didn't want people asking me questions about it, that's all!"

"Ah, I see." Rin answered in such a cold tone, Nitori didn't think he had gotten it at all.

"Rin-senpai! I'm sorry... I didn't mean... this." Nitori whispered, his vision blurred. "I just thought- maybe-" A tear rolled down his cheek. Many salty tears followed, and soon enough, he was in a sobbing mess.

Rin clicked his tongue and sighed loudly, walking to the silver-haired teen. "God. I can never stay mad at you, especially after you've cried. So stop crying, Ai."

"I-I'm sorry, Ri-Ri-Ri-Rin-senpai!" Nitori wailed, wiping away his tears furiously.

"Geesh," Rin patted Nitori's head gently, and enveloped him in a warm hug. "It's making me feel guilty, and I'm meant to be mad at you. If people ask questions about the bites and you don't want to answer, then don't answer. You don't have to."

"B-but... if I can't answer that it was you who gave it to me... then I'd rather not have been asked in the first place," Nitori mumbled, leaning up to peck Rin on the lips.

"What? You're making no sense at all!" Rin chuckled. "Can I just take that as an 'I love you'?"

"Mm. Yeah. I love you, Rin-senpai," Nitori smiled, leaning up.

Rin grinned and met Nitori's request, slipping his tongue through Nitori's soft lips.

Their tongues battled heatedly for domination, but the victor was Rin. He peeled off the band-aids one-by-one, extracting soft whimpers from Nitori.

"R-Rin-senpai... what about practice?" Nitori panted.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Mikoshiba probably hasn't even noticed my absence, so don't worry about it."

"No," Nitori gasped, pushing Rin away. "You should go to swimming practice. It's not good to miss!"

"Eh? Since when have you cared?" Rin raised an eyebrow. "This is more important-"

"Let's save it for later," Nitori blushed. "I-in... a private place."

Rin looked shocked for a moment, but then he smirked. "Okay, Ai." He made a fresh mark on Nitori's neck before they both headed for the door. They opened the door and-

"E-eh?! Mikoshiba-san?!" Nitori squeaked.

"How much did you hear?" Rin asked, almost sighing.

"Pretty much everything." Seijuuro glances at Nitori, his eyes landing on his neck. Nitori covered them up with his hands hastily.

"Cheh," Rin spat. "If you tell anyone, you're shark meat." He shouldered past Seijuuro and strode down the hallway.

Seijuuro stared in Nitori's direction for a long time before saying:

"Next time, if you get charming hickeys from your boyfriend, you should just say so instead of making up a lie."