Character: Hiyoshi Wakashi
Theme: Hyoutei Orgy
Title: Pt. 2 Viewpoint of Tradition
(From the Competitor's Point of Things)

Hiyoshi hadn't known why the regulars were dismissed from practice so often until he had become one himself. He hadn't listened to the rumors, nor had he been curious about it. What they did was their business, until he became one of them, and suddenly, it was his business, too.
When he walked into the room, trailing after the others, he froze in shock, his face a blank mask of surprise, one hand on the door, feet firmly anchored to the tiled floor. Why were there beds, that horrible calendar, and those rose petals and maybe becoming a regular wasn't too smart, and god, why hadn't he just joined the martial arts club like his brother?

Still, it wasn't as though he was completely ignorant to what this was. His parents had made sure that he got the birds and the bees talk right after he moved up to the middle school level, but he had never imagined that he would ever be having sex before marriage. He couldn't think straight, thoughts muddled and jumbled as they were. The only mildly sane thing he could think of after absorbing the view of the room was something drilled into him since childhood, gekokujou, and that wouldn't be helping him any in this situation.

He stayed there until one of his senpai, he wasn't sure which one, pulled him to a bed and started kissing him. It wasn't until he felt a tiny nip on his lip that his brain started processing regularly again. Maybe not completely regularly, as he started kissing back, but at least it was working. Hiyoshi broke apart for a second to check who it was, and saw Taki. He mentally shrugged before smirking at the thought that maybe it was possible to gekokujou in this situation if he thought outside the box. It wouldn't do if Taki, who, while was admittedly good at this sort of thing, was better than himself, right? Gekokujou applied to all areas of life, and while this wasn't a typical situation to overthrow someone in, if it was possible, Hiyoshi wanted to do it. Besides, he could deal with kissing.

It turned out that he couldn't deal with much more than kissing, at least not without falling asleep. Hiyoshi woke up naked on one of the beds, Taki shaking him while Mukahi poked his cheek. He brushed away Mukahi's hand and sat up, yawning and noting a small pile of what he thought were his clothes, before mumbling, "What time is it?"
Taki checked his watch.

"Only ten minutes before the rest of the tennis team finishes. You should get dressed. Take a shower at home." His memory of what had happened kicked in again, and he turned a brilliant scarlet as he realized exactly what he had done.

"Se-senpai? What... Exactly did we do?" Taki smirked.

"Hiyoshi-kun, you fell asleep before we could actually get anywhere farther than second base. Why do you think Gak-kun is still here with me?"
"'Snot because I'm nice, you know," Gakuto added.
Hiyoshi's cheeks flared even redder, if it was possible, before he finally started putting on his uniform shirt. He finished buttoning with shaky fingers before moving onto his pants, Taki and Gakuto watching all the while. As he finally slipped on his socks, Gakuto had long since gotten fidgety and was currently running his fingers up and down Taki's inner leg.
"Senpai?" Hiyoshi asked, trying to ignore Gakuto, "Is Atobe-buchou still here?"
"Atobe left before we woke you up, Piyo," Gakuto answered with a slight smirk. "Apparently, he didn't feel like joining us today."
"A bit unfortunate, really. It would have been fun to try him," Taki shrugged. "Why do you need him anyway?"
"Oh, Atobe's not so great with threesomes, Taki. He just switches between doing one to the other, over and over again," Gakuto informed. "Trust me, I have experience with him."
"That bad? And here I thought he was supposed to be great," They both snickered a bit at that. By the time they looked up from their conversation, the blonde had disappeared and the door was just swinging shut.

The next day, Atobe was greeted by the sight of a surly blond before practice. "Ah-n~? What is it that you want, Hiyoshi-kun? Wouldn't you rather gekokujou everyone in our orgy than pointlessly waste your time trying to beat all the regulars in succession to become captain?" Hiyoshi flushed. How did Atobe read his thoughts like this? Right, his Insight. If it hadn't been for his weak stamina and the fact that he still couldn't beat neither Atobe nor Kabaji, he would do the second choice. Besides, he was right. It wouldn't be proper to give up in the middle of gekokujou, and that was definitely against his values. Participating in an orgy wasn't that bad, after all, and he'd still have to do things like this eventually.
"Good luck, Hiyoshi-kun. My record is all the regulars. Twice." Atobe interrupted his train of thoughts before deeming him not interesting enough and walking away.
Right. All he needed to do was all the regulars thrice. That couldn't be too hard, right?

By the time the next school year rolled around, he still hadn't gotten to more than two people an orgy. It was likely because Taki always started with him, despite his protests, and that if Taki finished and Hiyoshi was still awake, then Gakuto would quickly take over and push him to his brink. He would never beat Atobe at this rate, but at least could take solace in the fact that he was starting to last longer. The longer he could last, the easier to would be to gekokujou.

Now, to get to three people would be the next goal.

A/N: Thanks to Bijoux25 for betaing!