Teppei nuzzled into his blankets, but was still too buzzy to sleep. It had been a long day, and he'd had to Revive something that was dead, but he knew that thoughts of Sunny were keeping him up.

He'd been...flirty with the blankets. An outsider would expect that from Sunny. Someone that flamboyant had to be flirty, and interested in boys, right?

Did it make Teppei an insider to know Sunny to be much more serious?

More importantly, was Sunny interested in boys?

Teppei tossed over again, and slowed his breathing. Images of Sunny winking at him wouldn't leave him alone. Winking and then dragging one of those long fingers down his bare chest.

"Argh!" It wasn't right of him to think about Sunny like that. Or maybe it was, not because Sunny had been encouraging it, but because Teppei could damn well imagine whatever he wanted when he was alone in bed.

Real flirting or not, Sunny would feel wonderful flexing his copious muscles around Teppei as he embraced him. Sunny's mouth would be so soft, perfectly plush when he kissed.

He let his imagination carry him further and further until he was spent and decidedly needed to use the bathroom sink.

He didn't think much of the light being on in the bathroom until he entered to find Yosaku at the sink.

Yosaku stepped aside, chuckling. "You need it more than me."

"Masterrrr!" Teppei groaned, and placed his hand under the warm flow as quickly as possible.

Yosaku took off his headwrap to reveal scruffy unwashed hair. His black shirt came off next, revealing a wide brown hairy chest. And then pants—

"Hey, Master! Wait until I'm done to take your shower!"

"What's wrong? We're both men, aren't we?

"You know that doesn't really help anything for me!"

"You're not tired of looking at this already?" Teppei didn't have to look to see Yosaku would be standing naked proudly, hands on his hips as if daring Teppei to look anywhere but his crotch. He covered his eyes with both hands. "Put a towel on, Master."

"It's only a rule to have one on after showering," Yosaku declared. A smell of smoke suddenly filled the air. Thankfully followed by the squeak of the ancient shower door and a rush of water.

Embarrassment over, Teppei turned to leave, thought better of it, and plopped down on a wooden bench.

"What's eatin' ya, Teppei?" Yosaku called.

"Master, were you and Ichiryu ever...involved?"

"Nope!" came the confident reply. "The boy's too hung up on the past to have much more than a one-night stand."

"Does that mean you slept with him, Master?" Teppei asked hopefully.

"Nope again. Never did."

"But you wanted to?" Still hopeful.

"Nah."

Teppei sighed. He leaned back and drank in the steamed air, finally starting to feel relaxed enough to sleep. The rush of water and scrub of Yosaku's loofah lulled him. He dozed—

"There are no rules when it comes to attraction."

Teppei looked up. Yosaku turned the squeaky wheel of the shower to off and continued.

"I told you already. You like someone because you like them. There doesn't need to be any reason. If you follow some stupid rule you think is in place, then you'll never know—"

—The shower door sprang open, revealing Yosaku in his full glory—

"—What you're missing! Ha ha ha!"

"Master!" Teppei fled the bathroom, eyes still covered, until he made it to the safety of his bedroom. Yosaku's chuckles thankfully died out before he got back to bed.

Sunny prayed that the day his schedule wasn't defined by a giant pile of food would come quickly. But today, there it was, as filthy and massive as ever, on a table that Sunny was going to insist Yosaku throw out.

The Red Reviver and his pupil were nowhere to be seen. Sunny wandered over to Toriko, who was asleep in his jelly. He looked pretty with the morning light glittering off the jelly. Toriko always had an effortless beauty that came from being well-formed and well fed. Sunny was jealous of it in moments like these.

After a morning run to get some treats like bread and prepared foods, Sunny was surprised to find the Revivers still asleep, and Toriko just stirring.

"Hey Sunny," Toriko said blearily. "Can I have some of those rolls?"

"It's 'good morning,' you caveman," Sunny retorted as he sauntered over.

Toriko sat up, his frown at odds with the exquisite glimmer of light playing over his abdomen. Sunny took the stool next to the bed.

"Here. Don't eat them all. Leave some for me and Teppei."

"Okay!"

Sunny set on his jelly biscuit with more restraint than Toriko's munching fervor. Still, he had no trouble admitting people in Life knew what they were doing when it came to filling things with jam.

"Hey Sunny, how much longer are you going to be here?" Toriko sounded genuinely curious.

"Dunno. As long as it takes to talk to Yosaku about...stuff."

"You could ask him today and then you could leave."

Sunny was steamed. "You ungrateful jerk! I'm here for you, too!"

"Huh? You are? But you said-"

"I can't believe you're making me explain this! You think I'm just going to leave you here with these strangers?"

"Sunny!" Toriko glomped his fellow King with a bear hug. Sunny shook off the crumbs that fell in his hair.

"Ew! Get off, you disgusting pig!"

"You're so nice, Sunny!"

"Enough!" Sunny shoved Toriko back into the gel.

Toriko grumbled for a moment, but seemed to remain in good spirits. "I'm surprised you called those Revivers strangers. You've been spending so much time with Teppei that you guys must be good friends now."

"A Reviver and a Gourmet Hunter friends? Did you forget he arrested Zebra? And he almost arrested me the other day!"

"Wow, what'd you do?!"

"I killed a Beef Falcon."

"Those are endangered!"

"I know."

"But he didn't arrest you. Sunny, I know you don't play well with others, but I think that means he likes you."

"Well, I certainly like him!"

"Uh..."

"Oh..."

"..."

"..."

"That's great! I didn't know you were into men, Sunny, but it makes so much sense!"

Sunny blushed furiously. "Don't just make that up on your own! I'm into beautiful things and my standards are high. Too high for you to understand!"

Toriko shrugged. "Well, fine. But you could do a lot worse than him. He's as strong as we are." Toriko tended to think too highly of his friends in Sunny's estimation. "It's not like with me and Komatsu; you could take him anywhere. Plus he's smart and kind too."

For Toriko to compare him to Komatsu was a little much. Everyone knew about the mutual admiration society between that hunter and chef. Sunny didn't feel that way about Teppei.

"And he's related to Knocking Master Jiro! Pretty awesome, huh?"

"He is?"

"You couldn't tell?"

"By what? The bouffant? Last I checked, hairstyles weren't genetically inheritable."

"No, it's the eyebrows."

"That's still hair!"

"Are you guys talking about Grandpa Jiro?" Teppei's voice floated in from the kitchen.

Sunny glared at Toriko and then strode off to the kitchen.

A/N: This chapter was slightly edited for the T rating. I imagine you can guess which part :) So, I wanted to write a master-student themed Yosaku/Teppei fic but I just couldn't see Yosaku abusing Teppei's trust and youth. So this was the closest I could imagine. Teppei probably had a crush on Yosaku when he was a teenager, but that's ebbed into just admiration. In my head canon, Teppei also figured out he was gay at a pretty young age, probably thanks to his crush on Yosaku.