Agon and Hiruma slept for the entire day.

Unsui had never seen someone (besides Agon) sleep for an entire day like Agon and Hiruma did. Hiruma woke around 8, and then, made dinner. He had made it for Agon and him. After that, he finished preparing the meal, and left it to sit in the pot for the noodles to boil, returning to bed.

By then, Unsui had returned to the resort bedroom to see Hiruma awake, filing his nails while Agon slept next to him, not making a sound.

Hiruma looked up at him. "What?" he asked, sudden. "I can't file my nails in peace? Kekeke…"

Unsui knew Hiruma was getting at him, but he also knew that Hiruma had grown more easy around him, as he should say, as Hiruma never used to talk to him before he was with Agon. Unsui could consider himself lucky.

"Alright, then." He said. He dipped his head. "Goodluck."

Unsui returned to his mattress. There were two in the resort bedroom. Unsui hadn't planned on Hiruma coming, neither did Agon, but Unsui saw Agon distraught when Agon was without him, and how much he missed him when he was gone, and Unsui couldn't help himself.

He was glad his brother was getting rest.

All his life, he had seen Agon toss and turn in his sleep, shifting positions, uncomfortable. He thought about the days when Agon would return to school, late, and make afternoon classes, hardly, saying he was sleeping, and Unsui would yell at him. Now, Unsui thought, he felt bad for yelling at him, as Agon struggled with PTSD and had a hard time sleeping, due to night troubles and nightmares.

Unsui felt terrible. Agon struggled with ADHD and Anxiety, and all those times, Unsui yelled at him, telling him to get his ass out of bed, when really, it was because—

Agon had trouble sleeping.

That's why he was late, all those times, to class, saying he fell asleep. He was with women, too, but Unsui knew his brother still tossed and turned in his sleep when he was with him, in the dorm.

He still did it now.

He looked at Agon. Hiruma was still filing his nails. Hiruma looked at them, sharp, before filing them again.

"Hiruma." Unsui spoke up, sudden. Hiruma looked at him.

"Huh?" he said, under his breath. His eyes were lazy. "What do you want?"

Hiruma looked tired, too. There were bags under his eyes. Unsui wondered if it wasn't just Agon that had trouble sleeping.

"Nothing." he shook his head, denying that he said anything. "Goodnight."

He turned over. It was around 8 pm. Hiruma and Unsui rarely had conversation unless it dealt with Agon. Hiruma didn't really make any approach to get to know him. Unsui thought the feeling was mutual. He didn't really care for Hiruma, up until this point, and thought he was a terrible influence on Agon, but seeing him, making dinner for the two of them… Unsui couldn't help but feel sorry he thought anything bad of him.

"Hiruma." Unsui said again. Hiruma rolled his eyes.

"What?" He asked, still filing his nails. "What do you want? You're going to wake him up. I'll shoot you, kekeke."

Unsui smiled. He knew that Hiruma was just warming up to Unsui. He was distant. He was having trouble figuring out the ways to talk to him. It was something Agon did, when Agon had trouble speaking to others; a coping mechanism. Backing away by threatening. A fear of getting close, in Hiruma's case. Unsui turned over to face Hiruma. He looked at him.

Agon was convinced no one would understand him.

That was why he distanced himself. He had done it since he was a kid.

Agon slept.

"Hiruma," Unsui said. "Is it hard… being this way, with Agon?"

Unsui looked up at Hiruma, again. His eyes were dark. Fierce. Hiruma continued to look at his nails. He was still.

"In what way…?" he asked. "I'm many ways, with my Agon."

Unsui looked at him. He continued to stare. Hiruma was still in the same position. He sat cross legged in bed, wearing one of Agon's t-shirts. It was black.

"You know what I mean…" Unsui stiffened. He kept eye contact. Hiruma glanced off towards the distance, eyes seeming to… fade. Hiruma understood what Unsui was talking about.

He was talking about Agon's mental disorders.

"I love him," Hiruma said, confessing suddenly. "With all my heart. I'll do anything for him. In that way, you look at it as love." He looked down at his nails. "When I say I love all of him, I… do. I love all of Agonne. I love all of him."

Hiruma continued to file his nails. Unsui watched him. So it was love, huh? Unsui could see it in his eyes. Hiruma didn't dodge the question. That was because—

His love with Agonne wasn't bothersome.

Hiruma looked at him in bed beside him. He held Agon's hand, gripping it above his sheets. Agon continued to sleep. He was on his side. He held onto Hiruma's hand, limp.

He was sleeping.

Hiruma laughed, sweet, to himself. In that way, Hiruma didn't look at Agon as if he was a problem. Hiruma understood him. But, Agonne's were something he couldn't control. They were a part of him.

What made him him.

Hiruma remained silent. He wondered why Unsui had decided to speak to him, about this. Maybe it was concern for his brother.

"Why… did you ask me this…?" Hiruma asked him. He dug out a piece of gum from his packet beneath his pillow. He put the tip to his lips, silent. He bit it, staring ahead at the wall, eyes blank. They were dark. Hiruma thought alone, to himself.

Unsui answered.

"Agon…" He looked down, tearing up. "Always had such a rough time sleeping." He began to cry, shutting his eyes, black irises shimmering. "I just want to be a good brother and understand . I want to understand him—like mom did…!"

Unsui continued to cry.

Hiruma didn't tell him Agon was awake.

He heard everything.

His eyes were wide open.

Still.

In the morning, Agon and Hiruma took a shower.

Agon rested on Hiruma's back. The sunlight shown in through the windows. He turned his head, sleeping. He snored, soft. Hiruma listened.

Hiruma was half-awake and half-asleep, making sure Agon got the rest that he needed. It was hard, coming off an Anxiety Attack, for Agon. Hiruma knew it best. He remembered the one Agon had during their game, at the Finale.

He was worried. But he knew Agonne would be okay. He trusted him. Agon held his hand. Hiruma felt him squeeze it, knowing he was there.

You don't have to worry.

Those were the words Agon seemed to say, to Hiruma, in that moment. Hiruma read him. He could feel it in his easy breaths, Agon's relaxed muscles; his eyes were still closed.

Hiruma slept.

When they woke again, it was Agon kissing his neck, at 11 in the morning. Agon moaned against him, biting the knob of it. Hiruma whimpered, moaning, slight. It came out his mouth, sounding somber.

Agon moved against him. He continued to kiss Hiruma, down his back. Hiruma was on his stomach. He moaned as Agonne's tongue continued to lick him, hands running down his spine, rubbing him, looking upward.

He wanted to be with him. Hiruma bent his ass backward for Agon to lick him in between, groaning, gasping, on his knees some, resting his face against the sheets.

Agon held him. Hiruma moaned, slight. They were underneath the covers. Agon continued to lick him, stretching his tongue within his body, along his walls. He felt on him, grabbing his ass. He smacked him.

Hiruma whimpered. Agon continued to spank him, knowing it enticed Hiruma. Hiruma nodded, feeling Agon break away from him, kissing his hole.

"I think…" he said, nearing his ear, running his hands down his body. He kissed him. "We should… become one, together."

He pulled Hiruma's ear into his mouth, kissing it, beginning to suck on the tip of it. Hiruma's nails arched. They clawed the bed, digging into the sheets. Hiruma moaned, nodding his head, wanting more.

"Oh, just take me…" Hiruma moaned to him, almost whimpering, pressing his ass backward into Agon's waist. "Right now… Just do me… I don't care…"

Agon nuzzled his nose into Hiruma's neck, kissing him there. He moaned to himself, biting his lip. Agon pressed into him.

When he entered, Hiruma moaned. Agon moved into him. Hiruma moaned against the sheets, whimpering to him, clawing at the pillows, digging his nails into him.

" Agonne… " He pleaded, mouth open, lips parted. " Uh… Agonne… Yes… "

Hiruma gasped. Agon continued to move within him. Hiruma moaned, long. Agon heard him. Unsui wasn't home. He had woke Agon early morning and told him he was going around town.

"Ah?" Agon shifted against Hiruma, eyes still closed, hearing him. "You're going where…?"

"Just to walk," Unsui told him, beanie on, looking… away. Agon understood. "If you need me, I'll be a call away."

He smiled, easy. He held his pinkie and index finger to his head, making a resemblance of a telephone. Agon snorted.

"Okay," he said. "Go away…"

Unsui looked at his brother. He had bags under his eyes. Agon had always had bags under his eyes, which resembled a close difference between the two. Unsui wondered if they were from a lack of sleep.

"Okay," Unsui smiled. "I'll see you later."

He waved goodbye. Agon watched him leave. Hiruma snuggled closer to him, in bed, within his sleep. Agon wondered about Unsui.

He knew something was on his mind.

Hiruma moaned, beginning to whimper. Agon touched him. He nuzzled his nose into his scalp, breathing onto him, rough. Hiruma let Agon fuck him. He let him grasp his hips and drag them towards him, smacking his ass.

Hiruma moaned, again. Agon breathed upon him, gasping. Hiruma's stomach was pressed against the bedsheets. He gripped them, tight, feeling Agon pound into his body, making love to him.

He looked up into the sky, saliva dripping from the side of his mouth, eyes going white. " Uh… " He moaned to Agon, feeling his lover cum into his body; warm. " Agonne. "

Hiruma dropped his head. He sighed into the sheets, Agon coming on to him, strong. He breathed. The two of them groaned onto each other. Agon sat on his knees.

" C'mon, Hiruma… " he said, in his ear, lifting his lips from his ear, kissing him there. He pulled it into his mouth. Hiruma nodded. "Let's get in the… shower. "

Agon broke away from him. Hiruma moaned, loud. Agon smacked him. He grabbed his ass, gripping it with his hand, nuzzling the bridge of his nose into the crook of his neck, feeling down his body with the palm of his hands, touching him.

" I can do more to you there… " He said to him, groaning. He nuzzled his nose against him again, almost like an excited kid waiting to show their mom their new discovery. " Mmm… Hiruma… come with me, "

Agon broke away with a laugh. Hiruma reached back and grabbed his hand before Agon could leave, on impulse. Agon froze, seeing him.

"Agonne." Hiruma said. Agon looked at him. Hiruma was looking at him in the face, eyes a wide shade of blue, piercing him. "I love you."

Agon grabbed him. He let go of Hiruma's hand, lifting him, grabbing his thighs. Agon stood. Hiruma wrapped his legs around him as Agon shifted his weight against him, carrying him towards the bathroom, Hiruma coming over his neck as he did, kissing his jaw, licking him, moaning into his ear, nails digging at his shoulders. Agon moaned. Hiruma groaned against him.

Agon carried him into the shower. He pressed him hard against the wall, fucking him upon it, moaning in his ear. The water beat down on Agon's back, steam coming from it, Hiruma's claws raking across his skin, feeling Agon within him.

" Uh…! " Hiruma wailed. " My Agonne! "

Agon heard him beg. Hiruma gasped. He moaned, lifting his head, pressing the back of it against the wall, letting Agon come deeper within him. He panted, gulping, breathing.

Agon moaned against Hiruma. He felt him. He felt within him, feeling himself cum, Hiruma dripping down his thighs. Hiruma moaned.

He heard him howl. He felt the ways how Hiruma gripped him tight with his claws when Agon fucked him deep, throbbing.

" My Agonne… " Hiruma moaned against him repeatedly, in harsh rambles. " Oh, my Agonne… "

Agon heard him. Hiruma leaned his head forward into Agon's chest, crying, weeping, sobbing. Agon felt him. " Oh, my Agonne…! "

Hiruma cried out. Agon gripped him by his thighs, moving against him, into him. Agon let Hiruma cry against him, shouting.

They joined.

They two had sex in the shower. After they got out, Hiruma combed his fingers through his hair, looking at himself in the mirror, Agon behind him, drying himself off.

"Where's your fucking twin?" Hiruma asked him, cheeky. He grinned. "Agonne?"

"Ah?" Agon had a towel on his head. "The hell you asking about him for, baby? He's nothing important, kukuku."

Hiruma smirked. Agon came behind him, rubbing his hips, stroking him. He put his head down. Hiruma had a dark gaze on his face.

He remembered Unsui telling him he wanted to understand Agon, just like his mom did. Hiruma got it. Agon did, too.

"He went out," Agon said to him, finally. "Hiruma."

Hiruma figured. He didn't see Unsui anywhere. Hiruma knew Unsui wanted to bond with his brother, badly. Agon knew it, too.

Hiruma held Agon's hand deep against his waist, placed among his stomach. He gripped his hand, tight.

Agon sighed into him. He was shaking. His hands couldn't stop trembling. He was anxious. Hiruma remembered Agon shaking in his sleep.

Agon was trembling. Last night, he kept groaning. Unsui wouldn't hear. He had his earbuds in to block out surrounding sound when he slept.

Hiruma could hear him.

Agon's hold on Hiruma's hand in bed tightened, that night. Hiruma rubbed his thumb across it, letting him know he was there. With him. Agonne trembled.

He was having a nightmare.

Hiruma could tell. Bouncing back from an Anxiety Attack within the game was hard, especially since he had one during it, as Agon had experienced it in front of everyone.

"Hiruma." Agon said, suddenly, sighing onto his neck. Hiruma returned, feeling him put his head down on top of him. Agon had said that too him that night, to, when he woke from his night terror. Agon's voice echoed in the bathroom. "Do you… love me?"

Agon trembled. His lip wobbled. He felt tears from his eyes. Hiruma held his hand. This was hard. Seeing him this way. Agon was hurting. His hold on Hiruma's hand tightened. Hiruma's nose tipped red.

"With all my heart." A tear fell from his eye. "My Agonne."

Agon rubbed his thumb across Hiruma's hand, holding him close to him, bodies pressing against one another, wet. Hiruma was still with him. That was good.

He breathed. "Good." Agon cried. He bit his lip, holding back the tears flooding his eyes. "It's so frustrating—being this… way…!"

Agon heaved. He crumpled to the ground, on his knees. Hiruma felt him. Agon's arms were wrapped around his waist, holding him against him, in an effort to comfort. Hiruma held him.

He felt him.

He turned around, cradling his head against his stomach. He held him. He held him against him, combing his fingers through Agon's scalp as his lover cried, tears dripping down his face. His lip wobbled.

"She fucked me up…! " Agon sobbed into him, sad. "My mom… fucked me… up…! "

Agon cried. He felt anger. He felt sadness. These emotions weren't new to Agon. He felt them, every day of his life. Many times. Agon's mental disorders stemmed from his mother's death. When he experienced flashbacks, he experienced these… emotions. Agon knew he wasn't wrong, but—

He hated feeling this way.

He hated feeling this way about his mom. Hiruma wiped Agon's tears falling from his eyes. His thumb stroked under his eyelid. Agon calmed down. He still sniffled, but he felt tears drop from him, clouding his vision. His eyes were amber. Hiruma looked at him.

Agon's lip thinned. He looked away, some, into the distance. He knew he shouldn't have said those things about his mom. That was the one person that could understand him the most—

Hiruma understood him.

His eyes widened. He looked up, at him. Hiruma was with him, now. He wouldn't be unless he cared for Agonne. Agonne looked at him.

"You're not… wrong." Hiruma said with a dark gaze, teeth… exposed. "For feeling... the ways you do. But," His gaze lightened, returning to Agonne. He looked up at him. "You can't help… feeling the ways you do. " His lip stiffened. "My Agonne can't help… feeling the ways… my Agonne does—"

Hiruma's voice choked up. His lip wobbled. Agon stared at him. Hiruma had compassion, for Agon. It was because he loved him. It was because no one would ever understand him the ways Hiruma did.

Agon pulled him close to his chest, once Hiruma dropped to his knees, wrapping his arm around him, crying. Agon hugged him. He pulled him close to his body, holding him tight.

"It's okay…" Agon said to him. "My Hiruma."

"I… was so scared ." Hiruma curled his fisit against Agon, loose. "For you… My Agonne… When those doctors… kept you… all that time…! "

Hiruma heaved, sucking his lip in. Hiruma was talking about the time Agon spent almost a week at the Mental Hospital, and he was with him. Hiruma had to see Agon get shot down with anaesthetic like an animal, and bound to the bed every single day when he was supposed to sleep inside it.

It was hard.

That was the only way, Hiruma knew, they could stop him.

Agon had been triggered into a Panic Attack so bad he entered a flashback of when he was a kid, and was lost, for some time. Hiruma understood. He wanted to say he didn't want to see it again, which was true, he didn't , but… Hiruma knew these things were bound to happen, with Agonne.

Hiruma sighed with him, breathing. He was okay, now. He took a shaky breath. Agon breathed into him, sighing. He was okay. Hiruma held him as Agon calmed down.

He did. He broke from Hiruma, kissing him, making sure he was okay. Agon knew going through an Anxiety Attack, and feeling feelings from the past was all part of PTSD. In the moment, he couldn't tell, because it was all real to him, being Impulsive, but once he came out, he could always tell.

This is what it was. Agon didn't feel bad. He didn't feel sad, either. About his actions. It was just something he couldn't help, and in the reality of the moment, it was all real, to him. He didn't feel bad about it at all. It was something Agon couldn't stop, even if he wanted to.

It was called trauma.

He couldn't get over it. He remembered his mom, and the way she used to sing to him, humming. He remembered the ways she'd play with him outside, and balance the beach ball on her knee Unsui got out of the tree.

She laughed.

Agon also remembered going for his first Psychiatric Appointment at the check-up counter when he was five, his father taking him too the clinic. Unsui wouldn't remember. He was still young. But, Agon did.

He remembered, sighing.

Agon got up. He helped Hiruma to his feet. He held his hands, gripping them tight. Protective. Hiruma looked in his eyes. Agon looked away.

"I'm going to go exercise," Agon said, "Around the beach. Do you… want to come?"

Agon dug his pinkie nail in his ear, scrunching his nose. It wasn't a bother, really. Hiruma and Agon always exercised together, when they were home. It was important to stay fit, as an Athlete, especially in American Football. Agon had started doing it regularly in high school. Hiruma came along with him, now. He laughed. Agon understood it the most. It was crucial to train, as an American Football Player.

Hiruma understood. Just because he wasn't considered to be physically gifted for this sport, Hiruma still needed to work out. He had dreams, at being No. 1.

He wasn't planning on losing any time soon.

Agon smiled. They got dressed. Agon wore an all black athletic outfit; complete with gym shorts, compression leggings, Nike Roshe 1's, and an athletic Jacket, Hiruma tying his hair back into a loose ponytail, hooked at the back. Hiruma wore something similar, consisting of sports leggings and black Yeezy Boost 350's. He had on a tight athletic women's jacket, zipped up, leaving the collar exposed, left open.

They jogged along the beach. Each time Agonne came around from his shuttle runs, Hiruma blowing his whistle, he smacked Hiruma's ass, doing another round. Hiruma smirked. Hiruma looked at Agon's run. He was jogging. It had gotten better.

The coaches on Mt. Fuji really helped, huh? Agon's form had improved. It was natural, but there was an undeniable athlete's aura to it, which Hiruma could feel.

Agon had improved.

Hiruma smiled. He smirked. "Yosh!" he said, placing his hand on his hip. "Next, we'll do Lateral Lunges of Death! Kekeke."

They grabbed their weights, setting a spot on the beach, continuing their warm up. Hiruma helped Agon stretch. In return, Agon helped him stretch. This was part of their daily routine. The resort didn't have a gym, so the two couldn't work out there, but, Hiruma had brought weights, and plenty of supplies in his bags and suitcases. Agon laughed.

Hiruma was a Genius.

"There's no reason why you should skip out on Practice," Hiruma said, taking the weights out of his duffle bag, unzipping them. He began to do lunges, grinning. "Just 'cause we're off for two weeks don't mean shit. The Rice Bowl is just around the corner,"

Agon bit his lip, stretching. "Just like that ass," he said, smirking. Hiruma laughed. Agon snickered. "Kukuku… Oh, just bend over already. Show it to me."

Agon stretched forward, placing his stomach against the ground, folding his arms, legs horizontal. He laughed to himself, biting his lip. Ku…! This was the best pleasure ever, seeing Hiruma stretch. Kukukuku—

Hiruma twitched. His fingers trembled, dropping the weight in his hands. Agon reacted. He grabbed him as Hiruma fell forward, losing his balance. Agon's Godspeed Impulse held him. He wouldn't miss it. He couldn't.

Hiruma dropped his hold on the weights in his left hand.

"Hiruma…" Agon stared at him. "It's your back, isn't it…?"

Hiruma gritted his teeth. Agon laid him over on his stomach, massaging Hiruma's scar underneath his jacket. Agon eased him. He was silent, for a while.

He rubbed his thumb over the temple in Hiruma's back, allowing the pain to soothe from his lover. Agon did this for some time. He removed his hand, looking at him.

"It is," he said, answering the question from before. "It's my back. What are you going to do about it? My Agonne."

The waves crashed against the sand. For some time, that was the only thing they could hear. Silence. Hiruma sat still.

"Nothing." Agon replied. "What are you going to do about it?"

Hiruma laughed. "Kekeke… Nothing bothersome, I hope." he said. He grew silent, again. Agon continued to look at him. Nothing escaped Agon's vision. Agon could see Hiruma was in pain.

"It hasn't healed yet." Agon figured. "I thought so. In the bathroom... You were sobbing." Agon continued to rub him. Hiruma let him. "It was out of pain, at points. When are you going to complete recovery...?"

Hiruma mumbled. "Mmm… After the Rice Bowl." he said to him. "I'm just well enough to play. That's in two weeks. I'll be fine."

"... It takes more than months to heal," Agon listened to him. "And even then…. It can take up to four, depending on how much Surgery you had. Your determination and will won't be enough, trash."

Hiruma laughed. "Then you do your damn job and protect me," he said, "as part of the Line. I'm putting you on that position, starting in two weeks. You'll have your debut in the Rice Bowl Official Match, kekeke."

Agon snorted. "Yeah, right." he laughed out. He sat down in the sand next to him. "Like I'd participate in some lousy ass line…" He stared out, at the sea, in front of him. "That's why… you have to get better. I'm not participating in some cheap ass Line just to protect you because you aren't better. I'm still you're No. 1 Running Back, trash."

Hiruma folded his arms, putting his head down. "Hmm…" he hummed. "We'll see. Agonne." He stared out at the sea for a while.

Agonne leaned back on his hands. He joined him. He stared out at the ocean, silent. He looked at the waters reflecting across the lenses of his glasses. Agon was still.

"Trash." Agon said, suddenly. Hiruma looked over at him. "What are you… going to do, after football's over…?"

He stared up at the sky.

Hiruma sighed. "Obviously, more football." he laughed, "Kekeke…." Agon gritted his teeth in annoyance. He grinned at him, grabbing his ass.

"No, you idiot." he said, rubbing it. "I mean after you're done with this, what are you going to do…? You damn trash all think the same," He placed his elbow against one of his knees, bringing it to his chest. "What are you going to do after this is all over…? Hiruma."

Hiruma stared out at at the quiet ocean before answering him. He sighed, breathing through his nostrils. Agon listened to him. He waited on his answer. Hiruma opened his mouth.

"Obviously, something more fun." he explained. His teeth showed, laughing, showing Agon a toothy grin behind his arms folded across his mouth. "What are you going to do? My Agonne. You already got that Personal Trainer stuff worked out for you just fine, huh? That'll be fun. Flying around the world. Seeing Celebrities with their pompous cats and shit,"

"Shut up," Agon said to him. He laughed. "Kukuku, I'll spank you. Don't make me annihilate that ass of yours, Hiruma."

Hiruma was silent. Agon continued to rub him. They sat together, stared out at the ocean, quiet; two once known as the wings of the devil were now… silent. They didn't mind, being this way, with one another.

"What do you really want to do…?" Agon asked. "Hiruma."

Somewhere inside Agon, he already knew.

When they returned home, Agon told Hiruma too get dressed. The two freshened up. They were going somewhere. Unsui wasn't back. Agon put on his swim trunks. He didn't tell Hiruma where they were going.

"Get dressed." He told Hiruma, who was still in the bathroom, getting ready. "We're going to the beach."

" Oh , what a surprise." Hiruma laughed cheeky from the bathroom door, creaked open. "I would have never guessed. Kekekeke!"

Agon snorted. Hiruma continued. He was being sarcastic. Agon didn't mind, Hiruma being this way. He was the same way, as well. It got annoying when Hiruma was being talkative.

Hiruma was being talkative.

"I mean, there's water all around us," Hiruma laughed to himself, continuing. "We're on the Islands, in the Philippines. Some place named El Nido, Palawan I've never been to. I would have never guessed! Kekeke!"

Hiruma came out of the bathroom. Agon looked at him. He wore his black Yeezy destroyed sweater as a cover up for his swimsuit. Agon smirked.

"I would have never guessed you'd get the hell up out of that bathroom," He gritted his teeth, snarking. "C'mon, baby. Let's leave."

Agon smacked his ass. He took Hiruma to the beach, grabbing his hand. There, they walked along it, underneath the palm trees. It was peaceful. They stuck close together, holding hands, but sometimes, they strayed from the shade, and ended up in the water.

Agon grabbed Hiruma. He tossed him around, playing with him in the ocean. Agon watched him shoot his AS50 at him, while Agon dodged the bullets, running up close to him, and tackled him into the sea, falling. They both laughed.

Hiruma took off his cover up.

He wore a black bikini underneath. Agon was sitting in the sand when he saw him. He looked at him in wonder and amazement, seeing his body in front of him.

Hiruma was hot.

Agon almost stroked himself, seeing him. God, he was so hot. He whined, almost reaching in his pants just to rub himself, seeing him.

Hiruma was hot.

Agon got a boner, just seeing him. Hiruma came against him. Together, the two of them made out, hard, against one another at the beach.

When they got home, they fucked.

Agon was so hard. Just right through the door, he grabbed Hiruma, picking him up. He carried him on his waist into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Agon saw a bath.

This was the surprise Hiruma set up. Why he took so long in the bathroom. He wasn't just freshening up. He was setting up a bath for the two to bathe in when they got home.

"Hmmm…" Hiruma laughed, cheeky. "I did it just for us, My Agonne. Climb in. We can become one, together."

Hiruma whispered in his ear, licking it. He ran his tongue down Agone's neck, slow. Agon dropped him the same way. Hiruma undressed. Agon did likewise. The two of them joined in the bath.

They had sex.

Hiruma moaned against his ear. He screamed, above him. Agon thrusted upward into him. Hiruma sagged forward, arching his back, letting Agon come into him further, strong, hard, fast. He gripped his shoulders, tight.

Agon felt Hiruma smooth his dreadlocks back, licking into his ear, along it, down it, biting his neck. He moaned. Hiruma was hot.

Hiruma broke away. Agon kissed him. Hiruma moaned into his mouth as he did, holding Agonne against him, wrapping his arms loosely around his neck, breathing.

" Uh… " He whimpered. " Agonne… "

Hiruma sagged his head against him. He stared up at the sky, loose, moaning. Agon broke from him. Hiruma nodded, feeling Agon turn him over on his knees, coming behind him, switching positions.

He spanked him.

Hiruma nodded. " Yes…! " he said, breathing. He gasped. " My Agonne…! " His nails tightened on the ring of the tub. " Spank me…! "

Hiruma moaned, hot. He got aroused when Agon teased him right. Agon knew. Hiruma's face was flushed. He was aroused.

Agon spanked him, continuously. Hiruma would say things like, " I've been naughty…! " or, " Yes! " each time he did, and get a face of immeasurable arousal when Agon did. Agon smacked him, again. Agon heard him moan.

" I'm so naughty…! " he said, moaning into the sky. " Yes…! "

Agon heard him. Hiruma liked getting spanked. He knew, which is why he did it. Hiruma liked Agon to be rough, with him. And when he gripped his ass, like that…!

" Yes…! " His claws arched against the bathtub's walls, almost rough, in a manner, as Agon entered him, again. He moaned. Agon was inside him. " My Agonne…! "

Agonne thrusted within his body, slapping his ass. Hiruma's face flushed with a redness that could only be described as immersed pleasure. Hiruma moaned out, wailing, satisfied, having Agon cum inside his body.

" Yes…! " he pleaded. " Yes! "

He was dripping. Hiruma could feel himself about to cum. Agon had reached his hand under and began stroking him into the water, feeling him leak. Agon felt him.

Hiruma came.

Agonne moved in him more as Hiruma wailed, coming over his impulses, Agon wanting more of Hiruma's moan, groaning to him. Hiruma was screaming. His shouting echoed against the walls.

" Yes, Agonne…! " he beseeched, Agon moving in him, fast, deep, progressing within him. Hiruma dipped his head, grabbing the walls of the tub. " My Agonne…! Yes…! Right there…! My Agonne—! "

Agon breathed down his neck, advancing in him, moving Hiruma's body with each thrust. Hiruma shrieked. Agon whimpered, hearing him. He knew he was giving Hiruma the best pleasure in that moment. It was intimacy.

Agonne's movements became ragged. He began to moan, whimpering.

" Agonne…! " Hiruma begged, short, hearing him. " Agonne…! Yes, Agonne—! "

Hiruma threw his head back.

Agonne came.

Agonne moved in him, soft, riding his impulses out. He gasped. His hand left Hiruma. Hiruma nodded, feeling Agon stroke his sides, soothing him, calming him down. His head lobbed against the rim of the tub, pressing it against his arm there, breathing.

Agonne ate him out.

When they returned to bed, Hiruma wore black laced underwear and a bra, tight on his skin. He waited for Agon, on his back, legs spread, his lover shutting the blinds, turning on one lamp beside them, leaving the room dark. Agonne came against him.

He ate him out.

Agonne licked inside of him. He spread Hiruma's legs, taking off his underwear, down his thighs, licking him in between. Hiruma was still loose, from earlier.

Agon looked at the pleasure he was giving him. Hiruma whimpered. Agon held Hiruma's thighs, gripping them by his shoulders, Hiruma rubbing his nipples, beneath his bra, Agon enticing him.

He was aroused.

Agon licked between his legs. His head was dipped low between them. He lapped his hole, tongue pressing into him, licking the cum from him, Hiruma moaning.

He did this all day.

Unsui returned to the resort room around 6, late at night, around the time when the moon started to poke out from the clouds. Agon was sleeping. Hiruma was next to him, also asleep. Unsui had been out all day.

He looked at the two of them. Hiruma had on a navy blue t-shirt. Agon was naked, resting next to him. They slept on their sides.

Unsui sat on his bedspread. He had been in deep thought all day. He looked at Agon. Agon breathed, soft.

"Agon." Unsui said. "Are you… awake?"

Unsui had faced him. Agon was, indeed, awake. He rubbed Hiruma's hip beneath the comforters. He opened his eyes.

Agon sat up. "Yeah." he said, still not facing him. His back had claw marks all over it. "What do you want…? Unko-chan."

Agon didn't look at him. He continued to rub Hiruma.

"Is he asleep?" Unsui asked him, cautious. "Agon."

Agon nodded. "Yeah." he said. "He is. I've been making love to him all day. He'll stay that way, for a while. He won't be waking up anytime soon." Agon rolled over, yawning. He looked at Unsui. His sunglasses were off his face, on the bedrest, above him, folded. "What do you need? Unko-chan."

Unsui looked distraught. He had tears in his eyes. He had been thinking about dad and mom all day. What started off as a simple trip to the market to clear his head ended up being a trip on a spiritual journey around town, even to the beach. Unsui put his head in his palms.

"Was what we did to dad even necessary?" Unsui cried to his brother, tears dripping from his face, sobbing. "I feel so guilty…! I just hate… how it has to… be this way—!"

Unsui gritted his teeth. He hated himself. He hated… how it had to end this way. That way. He didn't want meeting his father to be like this!

Damn it…!

"I know… you won't understand, me, your brother Unsui, Agon," Unsui cried to him, head in his palms, weeping. He wiped his face with his hand, eyelids puffy from crying. He looked at him with a still face, eyes gray. "I know you won't understand your brother, Agon, but… I need you to try." He teared up. "I need you to understand me, Agon. I know we've never been emotional, between us, but just, right now… I need you to understand me… !" He cried. "Even if you don't understand… even if you don't get it… I just need you to understand… and listen… to your older brother… okay?" Unsui looked up at him. He smiled, weak. "Can you do that… for me…?"

Tears dripped from Unsui's cheeks.

Agon looked at him. Unsui had understood it all long. How Agon responded to emotions. How he didn't emotionally respond well to others. He had a hard time doing so. He couldn't help it. Unsui had known this all his life, but being with Agon, on this trip, he began to understand it—

He loved him.

Unsui cared for Agon so much. And it just created more sympathy for his little brother because he could see Agon trying , which got him to cry even more , because Agon was trying, and being there for Unsui, although struggling with something he's had since he was four.

And he couldn't help it.

Unsui understood. He finally understood what Hiruma meant. It was love that kept him caring for Agon. He wasn't a hindrance. Agon couldn't help being the way he was. Unsui understood it.

"Ah… okay." Agon nodded his head. His eyes looked hazy. It reminded Unsui of the time Agon had came to check on him when Unsui had rushed in the rain to get his False Scholarship, that was really Agon's, and he had stayed out late, at the park, crushed. It was one of the Greatest Pains Unsui felt inside of his entire life. Except, this time, Agon had agreed to hear him out, and Unsui hadn't accused him of laughing at him, even though Agon… never… laughed at … him.

Agon was always there for him.

That was his twin brother.

Agon cared about his family.

"All my life… I've been compared to you," Unsui said, putting his head down. "And it took me 2 years just to get over it." He looked up at him. "Two years of constant therapy just to feel like it was okay to be myself ." He cried. "To be Unsui. And not even my own dad accepts me. My Real, biological, father. " Unsui sobbed. "And I didn't even do anything wrong! All over Talent! Just because I was average, born Average, whatever they call it—!"

Unsui bit his lip.

"And it's so frustrating… " he said to himself, aloud, breaking down into tears. "It's so frustrating… being this way…!"

Agon looked at him. "Have you ever…" he spoke up suddenly, speaking to him. Unsui stilled. Agon continued to talk."...Considered the shoe… on the other… foot?"

Unsui looked up at him.

"Huh?" Unsui breathed.

Unsui wiped his nose. Agon rested on his elbow. He wasn't really looking at Unsui, but now, he looked up, at him, from the floor.

"Have you ever considered what it was like…" Agon said. "To be me?"

"Millions of times…!" Unsui started to say, almost in a panic. "Who wouldn't want to be like you? You've been blessed by God since birth! Although we have the same genes, you've been chosen—"

"No, I said , Have you ever considered what it was like, to be Me?" Agon looked at him, gaze still, unwavering. "Unko-chan."

Unsui froze. He looked at Agon. He didn't mean being Agon. He meant being him. How it really felt, to be him.

"I've been going to therapy since I was 7," Agon spoke, calm, voice… soft. Agon's tone was always soft with Unsui when he spoke to him, careful. "I've been having… these problems… since I was 4." Agon didn't tear up. "Since… Mom's death. I've been dealing with this… since I was young. Everyone thinks I'm crazy."

Agon looked away. His eyes were amber, staring at the wall. "I am, but, there's two different types of crazy." He stiffened his lip. "Which one do you think I am…?"

"Agon—" Unsui said.

"Which one do you think I am?" Agon looked at him, eyes droopy. "Unko-chan."

Unsui looked at him. Agon was tired. He must've stayed awake for some time until Unsui came home, making sure he did.

"If I don't take my medication… then..." Agon sighed. "I'll become the other type of crazy, too. I'm stuck on this. I can't help but take it," He clenched his fist. "I have to… for the sake… of my sanity. Do you really… want to be Me?"

Unsui looked at his brother. Agon's eyes were so droopy.

They were amber.

"I will always be Me," Agon said to him, speaking up. "There's a difference between me and you. Trash will always… be trash. That's not going to change." He gritted his teeth. "Trash will never make it to the top. Not while I'm there."

"Do you think… I'm trash, Agon?"

"Did I ever say you were?"

It took some time, but, Unsui calmed down. He breathed. There was a lot on his mind. Sometimes, it seemed like Agon was decades into the future. It really did. It seemed like Unsui was always behind him, but after he started separating himself from that image, becoming his own person, and stopped comparing himself to his brother—

He no longer ran in the dark.

Looking at the player before him that continued to tread in the darkness, calm, walking.

His brother.

Agon lived on a different plane. Unsui knew. Agon had said it many times. "I'm not here. Leave me alone." or, "You won't understand. Don't ask." It seemed like Dad could understand that plane, their real father, but, Unsui could never get to see what it was like.

After hearing Agon, he wondered if he really wanted to.

Agon dealt with so much being a Genius. Agon had remained silent, all this time, while Unsui thought. His eyes were closed. He dozed off in his hand, sleeping lightly. Unsui could tell that Agon would wake at second's notice, hearing Unsui's voice. His Godspeed Impulse would alert him.

Agon had always been that way.

Living in a separate world. Unsui remembered waking him up and coming to get them when they were children, when there was a bug in his room, after they started sleeping separately when Agon was 7. Agon would wake up at moment's notice and hop out of bed, getting out of it, and crush it. Agon would sometimes tell Unsui to go kill it himself, but when he got to scared, Agon could always tell, and would come get it for him.

Agon always did.

It's not like he minded, anyway.

Agon yawned. "I mean, think about it…" He continued talking. Unsui wasn't surprised Agon remembered the conversation from before. His memory was impeccable. "You like women, right?"

Unsui nodded.

Agon yawned, again. "I'm with Hiruma," He scratched his stomach, pulling the blanket down some. "So trash will always have something to say about that, kukuku. Do I care? No. They can go burn in hell."

"Agon," Unsui said. "That's not nice…"

"It's the truth." Agon yawned, again. He leaned his head back. "What do they get about me? Nothing. Trash will always be trash. They will never get me. I don't want them to. I don't want them to get me. Trash will always be trash. It's not rocket science, anyway." Agon looked at the wall, yawning. "It doesn't take a genius to understand. I'm amazing," He grinned, cocky. "I mean, look at me, I'm fucking incredible,"

"Agon…" Unsui started.

"But…" Agon looked behind him with a still gaze. He placed his hand on Hiruma's ass, rubbing it with his thumb. "The only trash I wanted to understand and get me is him." Agon grew silent. "He always saw beyond me, what I am and truly was. "

Agon breathed. He took his hand off of Hiruma, resting on his elbow again. He looked at Unsui. His eyes were light.

"I think we're Soulmates," Agon confessed. His voice was gentle, with Unsui. "You won't get it, but… I think… we are." Agon stilled. "I think me and him… are supposed to be together." He paused for a long time. "Something just feels so right… when I'm with him… in him…"

It amazed Unsui the level of seriousness Agon could keep when mixing sex into a deep conversation between the two.

Agon… he said in his head.

"He's always intrigued me," Agon said, continuing. "I think… I'm supposed to be with him. I think... I'm meant for him. We're supposed to be together." He stared down at his hand. "I've told no one this. You keep your wiener mouth shut, Unko-chan. Not even Hiruma has heard this. Don't tell anyone. I'll annihilate you."

Agon's lip thinned into a smile, but then smoothed into a frown, looking at Unsui. Agon had definitely meant what he said. He was still stubborn, just as a kid. Unsui raised his hands in protest.

"I-I'm not!" He treasured Agon's secret, "Believe me…" He sighed. "Even if I wanted too, I wouldn't. I won't tell anybody. Thanks… Agon." He breathed in deep again, exhaling some. "You've really helped me out, I appreciate it,"

"Besides," Agon rolled over on his back, hands behind his head. His knees was angled upward, beneath the sheets. "I don't think you should feel guilty… About dad." He stilled, staring up at the ceiling. "It was bound to happen, anyways."

"Don't say that," Unsui said. "That's not right, Agon."

Agon snorted. "I'm right, aren't I…?" His lips parted. "Would you really be satisfied… carrying around a burden like that?"

Agon turned to the left of him. He turned off the lamp. Agon had reached his limit. This was the best he was going to do, today. He had reached his emotional limit. He snuggled next to Hiruma near him, pulling him close to his body. He was warm. Agon closed his eyes.

"Besides," Agon smirked. "Go take a bath. You reek from the ocean."

"I do not!" Unsui fought back. "I don't smell..."

He grabbed his clothes. Agon didn't respond. Unsui figured Agon had already gone to sleep, as his eyes were shut. Agon had always stayed up when something bothered him, mostly all night. Unsui respected Agon a lot. He smiled. As his brother, he left him alone, shutting the door to the bathroom behind him. He started the shower.

Agon slept with Hiruma.

He joined him in deep slumber.

In the morning, Hiruma made breakfast.

He got up early. It had to be around 6. Unsui was still in a daze. By the time he fully woke up, it was about 7, and early morning sunlight streamed in through their windows. He looked at Hiruma.

He was near the stove. Agon was in bed. Hiruma was stirring something. It looked like he was making some sort of Udon.

" Hiruma… " Unsui's lip fell. "Youichi…?"

Hiruma looked at him. His eyes were like steel. "If you wake him up," he said. "I'll shoot you." He sounded serious. His gun was already perched on his shoulder. An MA16. "He already had a rough time sleeping as it already was last night, I don't need him to be woken, again. Besides, Athletes need at least 10 hours of sleep. It's important."

Hiruma yawned. Despite saying that, Hiruma looked tired. He had woken up in the morning to cook for Agonne.

"Hasn't Agon… taken his medication?" Unsui wondered. "He's been having such a rough time sleeping lately." He yawned. "Why?"

"Just because he has the medication doesn't mean it deletes the issue," Hiruma stared down at the boiling pot of water and noodles. He sliced some carrots. "It just helps regulate it. Agon has a lot going on. You remember the game, right? It doesn't mean the issues been dealt with at hand. You should know more than anybody. Your brother takes his medication everyday. I make sure of it. He's doing what he can. It's not that simple; a matter of taking medication every day and feeling better. There's more that goes into it."

Unsui remembered the game. How Agon passed out, right into his arms. He had an Anxiety Attack. It didn't take a genius to tell. The only reason his team hardly noticed was because they were all idiots. Unsui and Riku were the only ones that were smart on their team. Not all of them could understand and use their heads. He was helping half of them with their homework, already.

But, Sena… Unsui looked down. Sena looked like he had a face of bewilderment, when he saw Agon, for the first time. It was hard to tell, but… Sena looked like he understood somewhat of what was happening. Unsui hadn't clarified, for sure, but, he was knew it was could be a fluke. Everyone was shocked. His little brother had had a panic attack, evident when he clenched his jersey, freaking out. Unsui stared at the palm of his hand, closing it. It was hard to watch.

"Alright." Unsui said. "I got it."

"Then leave me alone." Hiruma grinned. "And let me cook. Kekeke…"

Unsui turned over on his side. He left Hiruma alone. He thought about the ways Hiruma took care of Agon, how much he loved him. Unsui fully understood it, now. It was evident.

Hiruma really loved Agon.

He was trying to get him to progress in his sleep. The less stress Agon dealt with on a daily basis the less he would need to react to a situation, impulsive; anger. If he woke up, well rested, he wouldn't be as easily irritated and irritable as Unsui once knew him as. Hiruma was being smart. He had planned things out.

Hiruma continued to stir. He was silent. In their own weird way, Agon and Hiruma were so similar. Both distant. Both cold. Both intelligent. It was astonishing that a demon like Hiruma who wielded guns and firearms around all day could uphold against Agon's Nefarious Genius intellect.

He wondered if Agon was going to be okay.

"Hiruma." Unsui said, sudden. Hiruma looked at him. "I'm leaving tomorrow. Can you tell Agon that, for me?"

"Sure. As long as you make it quick." A cruel smile came over Hiruma's lips. It quickly washed away with a grim stare, at the pot. "Why? Are you leaving him?"

"No. Finals." Unsui smiled. "Yours should just be right around the corner, right? I've been studying non-stop."

Hiruma just grinned. He didn't answer him. Probably through his demonic ways, he could get through the year with no problem. Hiruma looked at Agon.

Hiruma could use his Blackmail Information if it came down to it, but he was more so concerned for Agonne. Agonne had no trouble with school. His work was completed. He always turned it in on time. Nothing was wrong.

He was just worried about his mental health.

Agon woke up. Hiruma saw him. He yawned, turning over in bed. Agon had a good night's worth of sleep. He slept well. Hiruma sighed, laughing with relief. That was good.

Unsui had went out to jog. Agon sat up in bed. The covers draped his waist, exposing his bare chest. He scratched his stomach. He yawned.

His eyes were still amber. Hiruma was at the counter. He prepared the bowls of Udon and grabbed them, along with Agon's medication. Agon took them. Hiruma sat down in bed beside him and ate, quietly. Agon held his bowl in his hand.

"You're fucking twin's leaving." Hiruma said to him. "Tomorrow. Prepared to say something dealing with your goodbyes? Kekeke."

Agon swallowed his pill. "Ah…?" he said aloud. He looked at the wall. "I don't know what your talking about." He grinned, cruel. "I already knew he was going to go. He was studying from the get-go; non-stop. It doesn't take an idiot to notice,"

"You miss him, don't you?"

Agon stared down at his hand. Perhaps, on this trip, he felt something deep; similar. Missing, huh? He felt like something was missing from him for a long time.

"You'll probably deal with it later," Hiruma said suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere. "Right now, your mind won't recognize it, but your body does, right? It understands."

Agon felt tears drip down his face.

Maybe it was because Unsui and him were getting close, lately. Hiruma could tell. He could feel it. It was almost like back when Agon and Unsui were children, and they'd play Go Fish! Together.

Agon missed those days.

Sometimes, he missed being a kid.

When everything was easy. Different from his easy, of course.

Hiruma could tell, looking at him. Agon's "easy" was born out of something from gifts. A gift only Agon could unwrap at will. Unsui could see it, on the edge, a present, he recognized, but he was never able to open it.

He was never meant for it.

After all, it was Agon's gift.

Hiruma snorted. He understood it. Agon lived in a different world. Separate from him. Hiruma could see it, but no one could truly understand Agon, in the ways of being a Genius, unless those like him. Hiruma held his hand.

Agon began to cry. He pressed the back of his palms against his eyes, crying, sniffling. He would miss Unsui. Agon hadn't cried when the two left for college, separating ways, but…

Why was he crying now?

"It's because you miss him," Hiruma rubbed his back, soothing him. "My Agonne. You haven't felt that in a while. Loss. Not since your mother's death, huh?"

Agon held Hiruma's hand. He squeezed it.

He rubbed his hand across it. "My name means to fawn upon, Hiruma." Agon said to him, sudden. Hiruma nodded. Tears traced his eyes. "My name… means to fawn upon," he cried, "but no one… has ever felt or heard the alternate meaning of it,"

Hiruma held his hand.

"It means to cherish," Agon wiped his eye with his hand, running it down his face, smooth. His eyelids were puffy. "And to understand. My Mom named me that name. My father named me Agon so it could hold power; a name of power. My mother chose the Kanji. He never saw them. It meant to understand; to cherish, although fawned upon." Agon put his head in his palm, covering his eyes. "What does your name mean, my Hiruma?"

He looked up at him. His eyes were blue.

Hiruma wiped his eyelids. "My name was given to me by my father," Hiruma teared up, blinking them out of his eyes, wiping them with his wrist. "It was given to me after I was given to my father, and he bestowed a name upon me. Youichi."

Hiruma cried.

"It means bewitching one," Hiruma wiped his eyes. "Agonne."

Agonne snorted. He laughed, short. "I know." he said. "I used to stare at it all the time in Deimon's Yearbook." He snorted, again. "I was so focused on figuring out what the hell you were, because you goddamn pissed me off so much." He chopped his hair, grinning, turning his head over to face him. Hiruma's cheeks were wet, from tears. Agon laughed "But… kuku, That didn't stop me from figuring out who you were." He stilled. "You are my best friend, Hiruma."

Agon hugged him.

He held him tight, close to his body, holding him close to him, firm. He breathed. "You are my best friend. I think… we were made for each other. You were right. We were… made to love."

Agon pulled away. He stared at the palm of his hand. Hiruma looked. He traced his finger down it. Agon held him, gripping his fingers tight.

"I think… you complete me." He looked at him. "You complete me. I think we were made for each other, Hiruma."

Agon cried.

It took him this long, but, he realized it. Hiruma and him were just made for each other. Something felt so right with him, in his arms, like this.

Hiruma held him. He held it tight.

"Me, too." he said. "My Agonne."

Hiruma kissed him. He made out into his mouth, Agon grabbing the side of his face, using his other hand to hold Hiruma's hand, tightening his grip on it, thumb rubbing across the smooth skin there. Hiruma let him.

They made love.

Agon kissed him as the two joined, becoming one, Hiruma on top of him, stroking the sides of his face, gentle, moaning. He kissed him.

They both laughed.