Title: Guitar Strings
Series: Uta No Prince-Sama
Summary: Just a bit of Hatemance between the boys.
Rating: NC17
Genre: PWP
Pairings: Ren/Tokiya

Disclaimer: This is being written for the sheer enjoyment of writing, I make no profit other than the fan's enjoyment of it

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It had started just after their debut, when everyone was actually getting along, and the rush of the big number had passed. There was this… awkward feeling throughout the group, like all of them were finally fucking coming to their senses.

Exactly why had they fought so hard for Haruka? Yes, she was talented, amazingly so, but, those eyes…?

Ren had been the first to really start to pull away, waiting in the corner of rooms, no longer attempting to woo her off her feet. Hell, for him, it had probably started back when Tokiya had been revealed as Hayato and he'd told her to hold her tongue. What had he been thinking?

Everyone was in the middle of packing their things – they were going on tour, already – and Ren paused by Otoya and Tokiya's room, pondering for a second.

Putting down the box in his hands, he opened the door and stepped inside to see only Tokiya inside. Well, that worked well.

"Oi," he called, closing the door behind him and attracting the other boy's attention.

"Ren…" Tokiya trailed off, the air instantly becoming tainted with a blast of awkwardness.

Tokiya had befriended her, and firmly at that. Haruka, it seemed, was over her worship, so it hadn't been that hard. That left Otoya and Masato to fight over her, and as much as Ren might hope his roommate would come to his senses, there were… other options.

The lock clicked as he slid it into place and stepped into the room with all the confidence of the predator that he was.

"Expecting something?" Tokiya asked, his lips quirking just slightly.

Ren shrugged. "Are you too busy with Otoya's guitar strings? Did he hire you as your maid now that you're not longer Hayato?"

Tokiya tossed the strings to the side, his smile beckoning Ren closer, an invitation that he gladly took.

Almost at once, the struggle started. Tokiya 'hated' being reminded of his days at Hayato, and Ren just adored seeing the dark haired boy's expression when he did.

The fight continued to the bed, where Ren managed to win their struggle by tying Tokiya's hands to the headboard with his own blankets.

"One of these days, we should probably try to do this without my wrists getting bruised," Tokiya gasped as Ren thrust forward into his body.

"Maybe, when you admit that you love my cock in your ass," Ren stated with a graceful shrug.

"Smug… bastard!" Tokiya grunted as Ren struck his prostrate dead on.

"Why is it that everyone calls me that?" Ren pondered with his trademark smirk and another powerful thrust forward.