This was a little longer than I intended it to be. It's a little...suggestive. But thank you soo much to kanbob and CityViewer who reviewed! You guys are my inspiration to finish this. And same to all the people who followed this! So. This is for you! (If you don't like it, then it's not for you. Deal?)

Hyuuga leaned against the wall, drink casually in his hand, surveying the makeshift dance floor with anticipation. The lights were dimmed so the pulsing bodies blurred together in sweat and smoke. Music rang in the air to beats so strong they acted as a mind-machine, drawing people in with tempting lyrics and endless excitement. He felt carefree, almost floating in a state of fiery happiness, where he could just cut loose. The lights flickered in time with the music, drawing screams from the crowd as they stomped their feet and cried for more.

It was needless to say he was enjoying himself. Akashi knew how to throw a party - denouncing his cold-hearted self and going all out on the music and drinks table. Speaking of drinks, Hyuuga noticed with displeasure that his was almost empty. That was his - what? Third? Fourth? It didn't matter. He just didn't want to walk past the two total idiots Bakagami and Aho-mine. They were doing a keg stand together, screaming like the drunken hooligans they were. That wasn't the only problem; the other was the fact that they weren't very subtle. People noticed that their hands would slip a little lower, that their eyes would roam each other and that they would hold a little too tight. They brought back memories for Hyuga, and he shivered. Still, a man has needs, and Hyuuga wanted more alcohol.

"Who-ga?"

Speak of the devil.

"Teppei."

Hyuuga looked into his former team-mate's face, to the very last detail that he had memorised. Teppei had dropped out of school to complete his surgery, but the two team-mates had kept close contact together – yet sometimes for Hyuuga, it wasn't close enough. Everyday he would be reminded of the feelings he hid for the sake of his team-mates, although it had almost killed him. Not close enough. However, they were closer than they had been in school, and Hyuuga had learnt that Teppei wasn't good with alcohol. Grimacing, he asked his friend just how much he had to drink tonight. Teppei looked a little sheepish.

"Ah. Who caressss?" His slurred, hiccuping.

"Aida Riko," he said as Teppei leant closer too him, supporting himself by the wall in a drunken fashion. Hyuuga's heart rate quickened at the distance and he found himself breathing more heavily. A bubbling excitement filled his veins and his palms began to sweat. He felt exhilarated – old feelings awakened by memories of forbidden fantasies. How long had he shunned his feelings for Teppei, because the Captain's Code required him to? He remembered the times he had to satisfy himself at night, with nobody else. To disguise his powerful feelings as hate, or merely strong dislike. To hold back the feeling of – of love – every time he was around, or alone. To watch Teppei grow, have girlfriends, be carefree?

Teppei's most current girlfriend was his ex-coach. The guiltiness seemed doubled, and Hyuuga thought he would collapse underneath it.

"Shhhhhhh," Teppei hushed him.

Teppei placed his finger on Hyuuga's lips as a motion to silence him. He drew closer, putting his mouth on the other side of his finger and starting deep into Hyuuga's eyes, silencing them both. Teppei's body was so close. It was muscular, defined, glistening in the light. The closeness between the two friends filled a gap that hadn't been there before. He radiated warmth that engulfed Hyuga. His heart in his mouth and beating about a thousand times a minute as he stared, questioningly, at Teppei's eyes. His green eyes met Teppei's warm chocolate brown ones, searching them for a possibility that Hyuuga's bottled unrequited love was a lie.

Teppei removed his finger and the inevitable closeness was almost unbearable for Hyuuga. Teppei was so close - maybe just because Hyuuga was similarly drunk and would regret this in the morning, or this was a feeling that had been nurtured inside him for so long it pained him to release - but he wanted him. It was so sudden, it was almost impossible to stop himself from leaning forward and quietly, sensitively closing the gap. He had waited so long – not saying a word, or displaying feelings, claiming 'it was for basketball'. Before he could though, Teppei put his nose on Hyuuga's and Eskimo kissed him gently, eyes bright with mischief.

"We won't tell her now, will we?"

His voice was slurred, yet he looked directly into Hyuuga's eyes, drinking in the detail in the moment.

"No..."

Hyuuga hated how shaky his voice was. This was uncharted territory – things he had only dreamed of. Now it seemed so close, like it was about to happen. In his mind, he'd always been confident, the one to close the gap. But now...although the moment was so close, daring to brush him, he was frightened.

Teppei put his thumb on Hyuuga's bottom lip, moving it around with carefulness and tenderness, as if examining a delicate specimen that might break at any given moment. Then his thumb slipped down to Hyuuga's chin, and softly moved it upwards, so Hyuuga's face was trapped. Gently, quietly, with all the dignity of a sober person, Teppei closed the gap, and his lips brushed Hyuuga's.

There was so much said in that one kiss. Hyuuga felt himself drifting towards the seventh heaven. When Teppei broke the gentle kiss, he responded with raw emotion, wrapping his arms around Teppei's head and drawing him closer, closer. Their love requited, they rammed into the wall, Teppei devouring, Hyuuga giving. Hyuuga felt his arm slipping further, further down Teppei's back, pushing, pulling, anything to get him to come closer. He felt his lover's muscular body moving in time with his own, lips as one, arms as one, hearts as one.

When their lips met it was with both men at their full, barriers broken, awkwardness disabled. Hyuuga didn't have time to think – think. Think, IDIOT, think! He pulled away from Teppei, leaving himself unsatisfied. Yet the guilt weighed over him.

"You have a girlfriend," he croaked, tasting the saltiness of Teppei. Yet it wasn't Teppei; Hyuuga realised that he had been crying. The guilt and anger shattered in Teppei – it was visible, like all barriers being built up again. As Teppei removed his arms, Hyuuga realised he felt so lost now. Teppei for that one moment – the moment that had lasted a day, years, decades – he didn't care. Teppei had been his gravity, his strength. And now...nothing. Rejection. Blankness. Happiness torn away at the last moment.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry. She's busy chatting up Momoi-san."

Hyuuga and Teppei turned promptly to see who the new voice was – a blue haired person stood only inches from where they had been furiously making out.

"KUROKO," they yelled in unison. Hyuuga blushed furiously at the obvious noise they were making – and the fact that they had been caught red-handed. His face heated up as Teppei whispered furiously.

"How long have you been there for?"

How long were you watching us, was the correct question. Hyuuga slapped himself mentally. So, so, SO stupid. His honour – what little honour they did have - smashed as easily as glass.

Kuroko, as unfathomed as ever, looked up with his blue dog-eyes and tilted his head to the side.

"Since you said we won't tell. I was curious to what you wouldn't be telling. So I watched, and, uh..."

"Right," Teppei said through his gritted teeth. Wait. Hyuuga was beginning to wonder just how drunk Teppei was. It was in his nature to be plotting something – had Teppei purposefully, fully sober, hit on him?

"Anyway," Kuroko said, bowing, "Akashi said he wanted to see me."

With that, the phantom man disappeared, leaving Teppei and Hyuuga awkwardly together. Hyuuga began to speak, pausing.

"So-"

"Oh, shut up," Teppei murmured, meeting Hyuuga's lips, with purpose and faith. Withdrawing, he whispered in Hyuuga's tentative ear and slipped his hand down to his waist. Hyuuga shivered, then nodded, blushing. Their lips met once more, quietly. Then they linked hands and disappeared from the makeshift dance floor, together.

Finally.

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