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Misaki: Thanks for sharing. Proper disclaimer please?

Chey: Do I have to?

Misaki: Yes.

Chey: But I don't wanna.

Misaki: Don't make me get Kamijou-onii in here.

Chey: Okay, okay, I own nothing.

Romantica Act Five Part Four

The train's bathroom was hardly the most romantic or even private place but it wasn't like Akihiko had enough money on him for a private car.

He had Misaki pinned against the wall by his lips, chest, hands and hips. Misaki was letting Usagi take the lead because he'd instigated this little excursion and he wanted to see if the teen could take control of the situation. He shouldn't have been surprised. The boy was at his sexual peak. Scared or not, he should be ready to have sex with just about anything.

Still, he seemed to be having trouble progressing from the kiss. It was kind of sweet but Misaki's bucking hips were demanding attention that they weren't receiving even if they were grinding against Akihiko's.

"Hurry up," Misaki spat out when Akihiko broke away to breathe. "We're both men. You know kissing isn't going to do it."

Akihiko blinked and swallowed before reaching between them and gripping Misaki through his pants. Misaki shuddered agreeably giving Akihiko enough of a push to move forward. In a flurry of movement, they were kissing again only Misaki's pants were around his ankles and his shirt was pushed up his chest while Akihiko tweaked one of his nipples. "Yes," Misaki whispered, arching against Akihiko who was trying to open the button of his jeans one handed while he did everything else. Misaki helped him and then slid one hand into his boxers and used the other to brace himself while his legs trembled.

Akihiko jerked when he felt Misaki's hand free him and stiffened completely their hips connected and he gripped himself in the same hand, touching their heads together. Akihiko moved closer, absorbing the rather foreign feeling. It was strangely intense considering he and Misaki had done much more than simple touch but this was new, different, intoxicating.

Akihiko was the first to come, grunting to prevent any sort of loud noise that might attract a conductor. He looked down and realized it was all over his shirt. Oh well, it was going to come off anyway and his bag was nearby, Sensei could get him a change of clothes. He pulled back long enough to remove the soiled shirt before coming back to touch Misaki once more. "Hurry," the older man whispered. He pressed a soft kiss to Akihiko's lips and turned to brace himself against the wall. An open invitation if ever there was one.

Akihiko looked over the lean contours of Misaki's back. He was smooth and flawless right down to the curvature of his ass and the backs of his legs. Akihiko was hardening again at the simple sight of it all. He was on his uke in a second, eliciting a surprised yelp as he felt Akihiko's body on his. He felt lips on his shoulder and fingers, hesitant at first, probing his entrance. Then two slid in and Misaki groaned softly.

"Misaki," he rasped.

"Usagi…" Misaki whimpered as heat scorched its way up, down and sideways. Akihiko's fingers paused and retreated. Misaki grimaced until they were replaced by his lover's hot as hell erection. He squealed in pleasure and Akihiko grinned at the felicitated sound. He thrust against Misaki and gripped his erection, pumping erratically which only made Misaki needier. "Usagi," he moaned again, holding back. He wanted to make this last as long as possible.

Akihiko leaned down, close to his ear and whispered, "I love you." His deep voice resonated and Misaki cried out, coming immediately.

…

Misaki woke up pleasantly sore. After the rendezvous in the bathroom, they'd returned to their seats and Misaki had conked out. He opened his sleepy green eyes and looked over at Akihiko. The student was staring off into space and did not notice Misaki watching him.

No, he was too busy having a philosophical argument with himself. He was actually freaking out. A confession that made his lover come. It was mind boggling to him. Words shouldn't have such power. It was freaking him out. More importantly, he couldn't believe he'd just said it like that. He wasn't even sure if he actually felt that way.

But the damage was already done. He wasn't sure what to think anymore. He'd sunk into this fugue state a few hours ago and hadn't realized where they were until Misaki asked, "Where are we?"

Akihiko snapped out of it and looked around. "I uh…I'm not…" He couldn't even string a sentence together.

Fortunately, he didn't have to because at that moment a voice said in scratchy Japanese, "Thank you for riding Touhoko Shinkansen. We will be reaching our final destination, Sapporo-shi in the Hokkaido Prefecture in approximately fifteen minutes. Please make sure you have all of you luggage before you exit the train. Have a nice day."

Akihiko and Misaki looked at each other, eyes wide. "Sapporo?" they said at the exact same time.

Somehow, they'd managed to bypass any sort of ticket taking once on the train—probably because they'd been in the bathroom so long. Akihiko had never intended to come this far north. In fact, he didn't rightly know what went on in Hokkaido except that they made beer and it snowed a lot in the winter.

Misaki knew a little bit more at the moment only one thing was sticking in his mind. "Marimo!"

"What?" Akihiko asked.

"Marimo! We can buy algae balls!"

Akihiko considered this. "Marimo?" he asked at last.

Misaki grinned. "C'mon, let's go!" He smiled brightly and headed off. Akihiko looked around and followed his cheerful friend.

But Misaki was not exactly cheerful. He was a walking contradiction at this point. He was happy that Usagi had said that he loved him. He was also confused because the words hadn't been said again. Instead, they'd been followed by a brief, awkward silence before Misaki had fallen asleep.

Add to that the fact that they were in friggin' Sapporo and he would have to find some place for them to stay and then a way to get them home and he was growing a bit concerned. Akihiko was blissfully unaware at the moment so Misaki had just shouted out the first thing that had come to mind. He also knew that he could tell Akihiko to treat it as his birthday present.

Actually, saying "I love you" had been a rather excellent present.

Misaki sighed and put a smile on his face as he headed down the street, Akihiko following behind.

To be continued…

Chey: Ugh, I'm sorry this took so freaking long. I worked on that damn sex scene about six different times so if it sounds awkward, I'm sorry.

Misaki: You're just too lazy to go back and edit.

Chey: Nuh uh, I'm just trying to push this out since it's been… *checking FFN* …eight months…crap. Really sorry, guys.

Misaki: Sheesh.

Chey: I'll get working on it again. I promise! Starting now. IN the meantime, please review. I love you all! Thanks for reading.

~CheyanneChika