WARNING: BL/BROMANCE/SHOUNEN AI. Don't like, skip this chapter. :D
~~Bad Habits~~
Fanfic: 1362
Rating: M, but most likely overrated.
Summary: Tajima teaches Mihashi a bad habit...undressing.
Character(s): TajiHana, MihAbe
Genre(s): Romance, humor
Date Written: 8 August 2011
Date Published: 13 August 2011
Word Count: 255
Dedication: School...well math this time...you're not so evil anymore!
AN:/: I own nothing. Probably not even the idea. :D Oh, no real plot. C:
"Dude, we're not going to get caught."
Captain and vice-captain groaned at the sound of—well, for them at least—terror. Really, what could...the...um...Tajima be doing? And more importantly, * who * was he doing it with?
"B-but Abe-kun-"
"Ah, forget about him."
Hanai—who, thank whatever-you-want, had the bat as he tripped Abe to keep him from murdering his beloved clean-up hitter. Besides, Hanai thought as he joined the catcher amongst the underbrush, at least whatever they're doing, we can see.
Poor Hanai...but feel the worst for Abe. XD
Tajima lay stretched before them in the grass beside the clubhouse, clad only in thin briefs. His tanned skin—seriously, did he * ever * wear clothes?-and compact muscles brought drool to Hanai's chin, but fury to Abe's heart. Well, that and a nosebleed, but that wasn't Tajima...
Mihashi leaned against the wall wearing flimsy boxers with little baseballs. His hair dripped in the stifling heat. Beads travelled down a toned chest—hello, the guy only worked out every day for hours at a time—to slip between the waistband of his boxers.
* Flames of Moe here. *
As blood began to pour from Abe's nose, Mihashi opened his eyes. The two peepers made 'oh sheeeeetttt' faces
Mihashi, however, smirked quite sexily as he caught sight of Abe and Hanai.
Abe fainted from blood-loss, with Hanai shortly behind him. Mihashi smirked again. He would have to protect Tajima from Abe later on, but it would be worth it for this little gem of info...LOL, poor Abe...