I don't own La Corda d'Oro, but I was the one who suggest to create a Mature Men Association, hehehe… XDDDD

Author's Note: My…it's been a loooooooooooong time since I last updated. I believe people thought I've abandoned this story. Well, lemme tell you…I'M NOT ABANDONING THIS STORY… it's just… I take turns to update my Corda fanfics. Oh, and 'SPECIAL NOTE': I WILL change this story's rating to M, so BEWARE!! After all this is a 'Be a Man Association School'

Anyway, let's start!


':o.o:' Be a Man Association Class ':o.o:'

Day 5: Those 'Wonderful' CDs and their owners

It was a sunny bright day. The birds were chirping happily, and people doing their daily routines. That goes for the Hihara brothers who were preparing themselves in their genkan. It was almost the time for their jogging.

"Ready, Kazuki?", Haruki asked as he fixed his shoes lace.

"Uhm…", the green-haired trumpeter was going to answer when something hit him, "Wait a minute, aniki! Gotta grab something!", he shouted rushing upstairs, leaving his brother sweatdropping.

In two minutes, the green-haired 3rd grader returned bringing his CD player. He put his earphones and then curved his lips into a smile. "Let's go, aniki."

Haruki knitted his eyebrows in confusion before nodding and heading outside along with his little brother.

Tsukimori Len stared at his ceiling, sighing. He had been in that state for hours.

I've told you…'hours'. Realizing this, he cursed the plainness of his ceiling. It couldn't help him get rid of his fantasies at all. He felt so stupid for not doing something besides staring at his ceiling; he had a sound-proof practice room! But then again, maybe… JUST maybe, he was also hoping to see and imagine those fantasies, those wonderful fantasies. Though he knew he mustn't do it… but... his eyelids felt so heavy... he wasn't supposed to think about it at ALL! But he couldn't win, he couldn't resist, the image of a certain red-haired girl with him on the bed in different kind of styles was too good to be missed. More importantly, he didn't regret imagining her naked…

Those long smooth legs, soft mounds, her lustful eyes… Len snapped his eyes open. He had unconsciously closed his eyes and it happened… again. The blue-haired violinist let out a heavy sigh as he got up. He really needed fresh water to refresh his mind!

But then he curved his lips into smirk, Like I thought, doing it with her on top is the best style…

It took 10 seconds for our 'bluenette' violinist to realize what he just had thought.

At times like this, he really missed his annoying classmates and senpais.

Tsuchiura Ryotaro put out all the things he needed. Pan, tomato sauce, rice, meat, etc.

Fried rice would be nice., he thought, mentally smiling. He walked to the fridge to check if he had forgotten to take something. Then he found a CD player on a counter.

Did father leave it? He raised an eyebrow in confusion, he turned it around and his eyes widened, sweatdropping. It's not mine, must be Ayame's. (Note: Tsuchiura's brother).

Tsuchiura stared at the CD player, thinking. That's right. I haven't listened to the CD yet.

If it's something from that association, I'm sure it's just one of their porn collections! Better not. He was going to return his cooking but then something hit him, Wait! It was also made by Ousaki-senpai, after all…

It couldn't be… that… bad, right? Tsuchiura froze for a moment, hoping someone would agree with him, but there was nobody. He sighed. Guess I'll give it a try., he said mentally as he headed upstairs.

Well then…

What will happen to them? Now let's move to the next scene!

In Matured Men Association School

-- Rookie Grade --

It was still a sunny day, but when a certain cellist stepped his feet in his summer class, he could only see dark, yeah, dark clouds. He stared for seconds at his two senpais, which had arrived earlier than him, and were muttering something.

"Uhm… is it… going to rain?", he asked innocently. The two 2nd grader raised their heads.

"No?", they answered, confused.

"Oh, sokka…", Shimizu nodded then headed to his seat, asking no more. He was, after all, not the type to step into someone else's business.

"Good morning, mina-san. The weather today is surely good.", their sensei said, smiling gently.

"Good your head", the two Tsus replied sarcastically.

"My, that's an awful thing to say, Tsukimori-kun, Tsuchiura-kun." Yunoki, being Yunoki, only replied with another of his smiles.

The blue-haired boy glared at him, "Why you gave us such a CD?" And where did you get her moans, anyway… Tsukimori asked in his head.

"Why?", Yunoki raised his brows innocently, "I thought you all would like it."

Exactly. The two Tsus replied mentally before snapping, "We didn't!"

Tsuchiura threw the CD on Yunoki's desk, still with his bad humor showing on his face, "I'm returning this".

Yunoki sighed but smiled anyway. He might be returning the CD, but he believed their 'dreams' wouldn't leave them that fast.

"Where's… Hihara-senpai?", their kouhai spoke up suddenly.

"Now that you mention it, I haven't seen him this morning.", Tsuchiura added, frowning.

"His brother phoned me. Hihara-kun had to go to the hospital today." Yunoki said, ever smiling.

"HOSPITAL? What for?", Tsuchiura asked, getting more confused.

"Major nosebleeding." Yunoki answered, calm as ever.

"Now that explains it." Tsukimori nodded, knowingly.

"Wait a minute! What if something else happens to him because of the CD? He's Hihara-senpai after all!" Tsuchiura didn't mean to be rude, but he was concerned about his innocent senpai.

"He'll be okay.", Yunoki said, smiling. "More importantly, why don't you two begin to tell us your fantasies?"

The pianist and the violinist tensed and sweatdropped.

"What 'fantasies' you're talking about, sensei?", Shimizu asked, innocently.

"Well, fantasy means…" Before Yunoki could explain his youngest student, the other two interrupted.

"Sensei, you don't need to corrupt him any further.", Tsuchiura stated.

"But Shimizu-kun urges to know.", the purple-haired guy replied smiling sweetly.

"It'll be out of topic if you are the one who explains it.", Tsukimori said sarcastically.

"Then… could you… explain it to me, senpai?", Shimizu asked, looking at them pleadingly.

The 2nd graders were about to say something when they suddenly held their noses out, they didn't like the meaning of those 'fantasies'. Yunoki curved his lips into a smile or rather… a smirk.

"Anyway, did something happen to you? I mean… Hihara-kun got a nosebleed, so…", he looked at them, expecting an honest answer.

The two tensed a little again. "Nothing.", they answered in unison, and amazingly they didn't glare at each other.

How could they tell the innocent Shimizu about those things??

Tsuchiura couldn't forget the faces of his family seeing on their plates the black things that turned out to be their breakfast this morning. And… Tsukimori swore it was the first time in his life that he wanted to hit himself on the wall so badly. What made it worse, it seemed today there were too much moans, they meant, noises around. With Tsuchiura, his brother groaned because he forgot to bring his basketball uniform, then when he was in train, a girl was moaning because she hurt her ankle, etc. With Tsukimori, his mother yelled 'AHH!' because of some reason he didn't know, and he immediately went out when he thought his parents were doing something he shouldn't see (which was actually wrong). And then when he passed by a gang on street, he heard moans and was gone before he knew what it was; he didn't want to bother 'them'.

And when they arrived at their summer class, they were panting… and then something hit them… Moans and groans didn't always mean 'that'. Could it be that they really have turned out to be perverts…? Or is that because their thoughts were full of 'that' since this morning?

"Well, why are you so silent, Tsuchiura-kun, Tsukimori-kun?", Yunoki asked, smiling. He knew if they were mumbling then it had to be something really, really, embarrassing.

"We told you, it's nothing!", the Tsus yelled, convincingly.

The purple-haired guy let out a heavy sigh, "I've told you, it's normal, don't be embarrassed by that.", he said as he returned to the front of the class.

"Anyway, since we're not with the full party today, let's go visit Hihara-kun."

The Tsus let out a sigh… again. That's better. They stood up from their seats and headed outside. They felt so relieved to be out of the class early, but, well… there's always something they don't know.

Let's see books, checked. CD, checked. What should I give them next?, Yunoki thought, smiling to himself.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Too many thinking times… I mean the "…". But well… finally Tsukimori and Tsuchiura are almost reaching the climax of their puberty XD. Kidding. Do you think it's fine for me to write their wet dreams? Just asking. Anyway, next will be 'My Sweet Cousin' or 'Is this La Corda d'Oro?', probably.

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