Juza was annoyed. He wanted to create a wholesome character that would resonate with the hearts of spectators, but Settsu mocked him all day at the rehearsal because he struggled with rendering his role. So what if he couldn't figure out how to play his part right away, unlike a certain super-ultra-easy-mode asshole? He couldn't even focus on getting into the character because Settsu was messing around and laughing at him like a monkey! No wonder that when they finally went to bed, he felt like screwing Settsu real hard to get even, the more so that Settsu was pretty much asking for it all day.
Having pulled off his sleep T-shirt, Juza climbed over the partition between their bunk beds and went ahead with his intention to vent his pent-up sex urge along with the resentment at his irritating boyfriend. Settsu was clearly horny too, but suddenly got pissed at him for having his way again and put up fierce resistance, throwing chaotic punches and scratching him with his fingernails, and then started kicking at him pretty hard. Protecting himself, Juza blocked the kicks with his arms before he managed to catch Settsu's legs by the ankles one after the other and flipped him over onto the stomach. He swiftly pulled off Settsu's pajama pants, denuding him below the waist, but Settsu still didn't surrender, writhing and trying to throw a back kick at him. It wasn't tender or sweet in the least; rather, it felt like rape in a way, but they were both thrilled with this twisted game, enjoying it to the fullest.
As Banri continued to resist, Juza grabbed him by the wrist and wrenched his arm behind his back, efficiently constraining him. Juza smirked with smug satisfaction: conceding defeat, Settsu wantonly spread his legs and wiggled his hips against the mattress, impatiently sticking up his ass for him to enter. Unable to resist the temptation, Juza hastily slicked up Banri's puckered hole and his own hard-on with the lube they'd begun to use, and smoothly entered Banri to the hilt, pausing inside him to let him adjust. Banri arched his back with a strained, yet sultry gasp, and Juza couldn't resist leaning in and latching his lips onto the base of Banri's neck in a hungry, ferocious kiss. He licked, sucked and gently nibbled on the warm, soft flesh, leaving fresh love bites on Banri's neck, and simultaneously started to make short sliding motions deep inside Settsu's moist, tight heat. Banri's eyes rolled back into his head as he couldn't hold back gasps and moans escaping his parted mouth at the mind-boggling sensation of pain and pleasure. Hyodo ravishing him like this was exactly how he wanted it!
Tearing himself away from Banri's neck, Juza propped himself up on his arms and ramped up the pace, sliding almost entirely out and slamming back into Banri with resonant slapping sounds. Settsu looked a mess, and his buttocks glowed red in the dark... It felt so great and rewarding, oh yeah!.. It served Settsu right… The cheeky foxface much deserved it… Juza looked down at Banri, who was moaning into the pillow underneath. He'll never hit Settsu again, no way in hell... He'd rather die than raise his hand against Settsu, but he had to put Settsu in his place... And he'll do it like this - fuck Settsu senseless and make him squeal with pleasure...
Juza sped up even more, and Banri dug his teeth into the pillow to somehow muffle his embarrassingly high-pitched moans. He couldn't get enough of Hyodo shagging him roughly like this... Yesss!.. He wanted it just like that!.. He wanted it more and more!..
Juza humped Banri fast and hard, hot sweat streaking down his bare torso. He felt he was nearing his peak, and so was Settsu - he already knew Settsu's body well enough to sense his upcoming release... As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Settsu's muscles clamped around his cock even tighter, triggering him to discharge deep inside Settsu, who tensed underneath him as they both arched their backs with a loud throaty moan. The next second, Juza slumped onto Banri, both of them thoroughly sated and out of breath.
They lay like that - Juza on top of Banri - for a few moments before their breathing calmed. At last, Juza withdrew his deflated cock out of Banri and lay down on his back next to him - he was too exhausted to crawl back to his own bed. He tossed the blanket over Banri's naked backside and himself before they were both fast asleep.
In the morning, Juza woke up first as usual, and the first thing he felt was that he had no pants on. Somewhat surprised, he turned onto his side and saw... himself. Juza blinked and then rubbed his eyes. There was clearly no mistake: his own body was curled up under the blanket next to him and snoring peacefully. For a moment, Juza thought that he had died and his soul had left his body and was now seeing it from the outside, but quickly realised that he wouldn't be snoring if he were dead. Then maybe he was still sleeping and having a dream? Juza pinched himself on the cheek to make sure he wasn't dreaming, and felt a long strand of hair hanging down his face. He ran a hand through "his" hair and was surprised to realise that it was an ear-length bob. He brought a strand of the hair to his eyes, holding it between his fingers, and saw in dismay that it was sandy blonde.
- The hell?.. It can't be!.. – Juza muttered under his breath and trailed off, realising that he spoke in Banri's voice.
Flabbergasted, he looked at "his" arms in the familiar leopard print sleeves and touched "his" face incredulously. It was unbelievable but true – he was in Settsu's body! If so, could it be that Settsu was in his?..
- Oi! Wake up! Oi! – Juza pushed his sleeping body next to him.
- Mmm, get off of me, Hyodo… – Banri mumbled sleepily and pulled the blanket over his head before Juza yanked it off him. – The hell are you doing, aah?! – Banri shouted in Juza's voice before "his" eyes widened in utter surprise.
- Settsu, you're in my body, and I'm in yours! – Juza said worriedly. – You get it, do you?
Banri blinked a few times, trying to process what was happening.
- Wha- what the hell have you done, dumbass?! – Banri raved. – Get the hell out of my body now!
- I should be saying that, asshole! – Juza sniped back, feeling no less annoyed.
They stared each other down for a few seconds and then breathed a resigned sigh.
- Alright, well... We gotta do something about this... - Juza said thoughtfully in Banri's voice. - Anyway, let's get dressed first.
He tossed the blanket aside and started to climb down the ladder when he felt a sticky liquid oozing between his legs. Juza blushed from ear to ear, realising what exactly was oozing from him. He had never felt more embarrassed in his entire life!
- Dammit... - he muttered, feeling his own warm cum trickling down "his" legs.
He wanted to sink through the floor... Come to think of it, he filled Settsu up like this all the time, and Settsu was fine with it... But he wasn't and will never be Settsu! Hell no! He'd rather die than let anyone do this to him!..
- What's the matter, Hyodo? – Banri asked, completely unsuspecting of Juza's inner turmoil.
- I need the bathroom, - Juza wrapped a towel around "his" hips, grabbed a few clothes to change into, and hurried out of the room while Banri shrugged "his" shoulders with a puzzled look on "his" face.
Trying to stay unnoticed, Juza sneaked into the bathroom, which he fortunately found empty. He pulled off Banri's pajama top and stared at "himself" in the mirror. "His" neck and shoulders were covered with conspicuous bright red hickeys. Shamefacedly looking away, he turned on the shower and started to wash "himself".
It felt so different from his own body... He could tell he had much less physical strength now, but at the same time "his" hands became more agile. It felt like he could easily do something like knitting or embroidery... Juza ran "his" soapy hand along "his" arm up to "his" shoulder. "His" biceps weren't very hard even when he flexed "his" arm. "His" chest and stomach were lean and flat, but the muscles weren't well defined... Juza huffed out a little laugh - Settsu was such a string bean!
He finished taking the shower and started to brush "his" teeth, pondering the predicament. He had to do something, but what?.. How did he even end up in Settsu's body?.. Will they remain like this for the rest of their lives?..
Meanwhile, Banri was still in bed. There was no rehearsal this morning, so he could indulge himself in having a lie-in. He slowly ran both of "his" hands over "his" chest and stomach and felt strong, rippling muscles. Hyodo's body was definitely stronger than his, but Hyodo's hands and fingers felt rather clumsy...
After less than twenty minutes Banri heard the door to their room creak open and close. He looked down from his bunk bed and was struck by the sight of himself with a surly frown that unequivocally gave away Hyodo. As Banri watched "himself" from the bed, Juza took a comb from his drawer and started combing "his" hair, which was wet after the shower. Juza didn't succeed though because the comb got tangled up in "his" long hair, and when he tried to force the comb through, he pulled quite a few hairs out.
- Stop pulling out my hair, oi! – Banri shouted worriedly and quickly climbed off the bed.
Juza furrowed "his" brow even more. Settsu's long hair was really a problem. Sure, it was silky and nice to the touch, but the way it kept falling over "his" ears and into "his" face was beyond his patience. He couldn't comprehend why Settsu had no issues with it! Worse yet, he didn't know how to maintain a hair this long because he neither had the skills nor time for hair care. He didn't know a damn thing about all those hair lotions and stuff and just used a simple shampoo, so he simply wouldn't be able to maintain this hair in good condition. As much as he would like to keep this hair long because he liked it a lot on Settsu, he had no other way but to cut it short...
- Where's my hair clipper... – Juza said to himself, searching for the device in one of his drawers.
- W-what are you going to do?.. - Banri stammered, suddenly feeling nervous.
- Cut the hair, what else? - Juza said matter-of-factly as he finally retrieved the hair clipper from his drawer.
He gathered the hair on the top of "his" head in "his" hand and switched on the hair clipper, intending to trim off the rest of the hair as he usually did to freshen his undercut.
- No-o-o-o! – Banri wailed in Juza's voice and grabbed "Juza's" hand with both hands, trying to take the hair clipper away.
At this moment, the door to their room swung open, and a peeved Sakyo barged in along with worried Taichi and Omi.
- What's going on, you punks? – Sakyo demanded sternly, suspiciously regarding the bizarre scene in front of him: a frowning Settsu was holding a buzzing hair clipper with the apparent intention to use it on himself while a visibly desperate Hyodo was gripping Settsu's hand with the apparent intention to prevent him from doing so.
- Just wanted to cut the hair, 's all, – "Settsu" said with a poker face.
- He wants to ruin my hair! I can't let it! – "Hyodo" wailed anxiously.
Sakyo, Omi, and Taichi stood there dumbstruck by the absurdity of what was happening. Sakyo was the first to collect his wits.
- Settsu, Hyodo, explain yourselves, what's going on here? – Sakyo repeated his question.
With a sigh, "Settsu" switched off the hair clipper, and "Hyodo" breathed a sigh of relief.
- This dumbass somehow got into my body, and I got into his! So now he's me, and I'm him! –"Hyodo" said emotionally, feverishly gesturing with his hands.
- So, Settsu is Hyodo, and Hyodo is Settsu. Now I see. Looks like it's the soul exchange, - Sakyo said thoughtfully.
- Soul exchange? What's that, Sakyo-nii? – Taichi bubbled with curiosity.
- It's another of the theatre's seven mysteries Matsukawa told me a while ago, - Sakyo responded. – It's said that two actors of the first Autumn Troupe treated each other roughly, and then one day they got their souls swapped. As the legend has it, they were cursed to remain in each other's bodies until they learned to be attentive and kind to each other.
- Looks like Banri and Juza will have to learn this too, - Omi said with a good-natured smile.
- I guess so. Otherwise they'll be stuck in each other and let the whole theatre down, - Sakyo gave Banri and Juza a warning look.
- Don't worry, Sakyo-san, - Banri said self-confidently in Juza's voice. - I know how to solve this problem. It'll be a piece of cake!
- Let's hope so. Although I'd rather count on Hyodo, - said Sakyo dryly.
- Well, shall we leave them to it then? – Omi suggested.
Sakyo and Taichi agreed and followed Omi out of the room. Banri and Juza remained alone.
- And what do you suggest we do? – Juza-in-Banri asked skeptically.
- Go shopping, of course! – Banri-in-Juza said confidently. – If you wanna be attentive and kind to me, you gotta accompany me to the shopping arcade.
- I guess I don't have a choice, - Juza-in-Banri sighed.
Half an hour later they turned up at Banri's favourite clothing store where he was a regular customer. The sales assistants, who already knew Banri by sight, were very surprised to see "him" frowning and reluctantly following a tall tough-looking guy with dark hair and glaring amber eyes. Even more bizarrely, the tough-looking guy picked out clothes and accessories in a practiced way for "Banri" to try on, while "Banri" was visibly bored and constantly yawned. The tough guy made "Banri" go to the fitting room several times and try on a variety of fashionable outfits and hats, so in the end "Banri" emerged from the fitting room with a look of suffering on his face. Having chosen and bought a T-shirt and pants, the strange couple left the store. Once outside the store, Juza and Banri paused, hoping for the miracle, but nothing happened.
- It doesn't seem to work... We're still like this, - Banri said, looking at "himself".
- It probably didn't work because you gotta return the favour and do what I wanna do, - Juza reasoned. – Let's go to a cafe. I wanna try a delicious cake.
Banri thought it made sense, and they walked into the nearest café. Juza ordered a fancy cake and tea while Banri opted for specialty coffee and panini. But hardly had Juza eaten a piece of the cake when he felt that it was overly sweet. At the same time, Banri suddenly wanted to try the cake, and after having a piece of it, he wanted to eat it all.
- I can't finish this cake. It tastes too sweet, – Juza said, frustrated.
- It's because you've got my taste buds, daikon. I'm more sensitive to sugar than you, - Banri responded. – Let's swap the plates.
After exchanging the food, they found it very tasty, but even after they finished it, nothing happened, much to their frustration.
- So, what do we do now? – Banri was perplexed.
- Go back to the dorm, what else? – Juza offered.
Having returned to the dorm, they had supper with the rest of the Autumn troupe, then soaked in the hot bath and went to bed, hoping that the night would dispel the magic and they would be back to themselves in the morning. But when the morning came, they were still the same.
Banri climbed down his bunk bed and dressed "himself" in Juza's clothes, then sat down at his desk and pensively looked through the window. The situation was rather unsettling. They tried their best to be kind to each other, but it didn't work out, and he didn't know what else they could do... They would probably have to leave Mankai Company because they couldn't and wouldn't trick the public into thinking that they were the same as before the soul exchange. Their fans would eventually be disappointed, should they stay like this... What's worse, they wouldn't be able to be intimate with each other – selfcest was out of the question. Such a life wouldn't be worth living… Banri bit "his" lower lip, trying to hold back the tears that welled up in "his" eyes. He was sad and scared and didn't see a way out... Juza looked at him with concern.
- Settsu, don't be so down. I'm sure we'll figure it out somehow, - Juza tried to cheer up his brooding boyfriend, but he was worried too. Banri turned around to face him.
- Don't frown with my face! I don't wanna get wrinkles! – he said in Juza's voice, which acquired an odd peevish tone.
- Same to you, stop crying with my face! It's depressing, - Juza retorted in Banri's voice.
- Aah? Who's crying, dumbass? - Banri quickly wiped away "his" tears. – It's all your fault!
- Aah? Are you gettin' stoned, Settsu? That ain't my doing! – Juza sniped back.
- Screw you, Hyodo! I'll beat the crap out of you now! Maybe then you'll finally get out of my body, uh?!
Banri sprang from his chair and threw a punch at Juza, who skillfully blocked the blow, which nonetheless knocked him down. Juza fell flat on "his" back to the floor, realising that he had forgotten to consider that Settsu's body he was currently in was no match to his own in strength. Banri stared at him in bewilderment. His anger disappeared at once. He was stunned by how easily he had knocked down "Hyodo" without even intending to. The difference in strength between their bodies was painfully obvious.
- Oi, are you alright? – Banri was slightly worried.
- I'm fine, except my ears are ringing. Phew, the ringing's stopped now, it seems, - Juza winced as he finally picked "himself" up from the floor with Banri's help, and rubbed the back of "his" head, which he had hit as a result of falling to the floor.
- Erm... Sorry... Does it hurt?.. - Banri said awkwardly.
- No, 's nothing, - Juza muttered shyly.
- It ain't nothing, it's my head, you doofus! Let's go put something cold on it in the kitchen, - Banri took "Juza's" hand and led him to the kitchen.
He put a carton of milk from the fridge to "Juza's" head, then made them some sandwiches and coffee for breakfast. After they finished to eat, Banri felt like having some time alone to reflect on the situation. Juza walked him to the front door and, after Banri left, went to see Kumon. He knocked on the door of Kumon and Misumi's room and entered, finding his brother alone in the room.
- Banri? What d'you need here? – Kumon greeted "him" as usual.
- Kumon, listen, I'm not Banri, uh I mean, Settsu... - Juza began to explain. - I'm actually your brother, Juza. I just got trapped in Settsu's body somehow.
- It can't be! You're lying, Banri! – Kumon denied heatedly.
- No, I ain't lying, Kumon. And I ain't Banri, really, - Juza spoke, looking into his brother's eyes. – Settsu's now in my body, and I'm in his. It's true, believe me!
- Nii-chan! – Kumon exclaimed, recognizing the expression on "Banri's" face the actual Banri couldn't show him. The man before him looked like Banri, but that serious, loving gaze could only belong to his brother. – It's really you... But how... how did it happen?..
- Erm... Settsu and I woke up like this yesterday... – Juza felt "his" ears flush hot as he remembered the rough sex he had with Banri before they woke up in each other's bodies. - Sakyo-san says that it's soul exchange, one of the seven mysteries of Mankai Company...
- But how can you get back into your body, nii-chan? – Kumon asked anxiously.
- Well, the legend says that we'll change back into ourselves after we learn to be nice to each other. I guess if we don't, we'll run into serious trouble, - Juza sighed.
- I'm sure it's Banri's fault! He always treats you badly! Ugh, unforgiveable! - Kumon fumed.
- You don't like him that much? – Juza asked, concerned.
- No, it's not that... It's just... He looks so good that I hate him! And he stole you from me, nii-chan! I don't want you to leave me for him!.. - Kumon cried and threw his arms around "Juza's" middle, leaning his head against "Juza's" chest.
- I'll never leave you, Kumon. I'll always be by your side, I promise, - Juza comforted, gently rubbing Kumon's back with "his" palm.
- Tell me, nii-chan, - Kumon pulled back a little and looked into "Juza's" eyes. – Who do you love more, me or Banri?
Juza looked at him with tender amusement.
- Uhm, how can I put it... You and Settsu are completely different to me. You're my only brother, my blood. As for Settsu... I feel like he's become a part of me. He's a part of who I am... But that can't change how much I love you. Nothing can change it. You'll always be my adorable little brother, no matter what, - Juza fondly stroked Kumon's head.
- Uhh, I love you, Banri! I mean, nii-chan! – Kumon nuzzled up against "Juza's" chest again.
Meanwhile, Banri strolled in the town. Only now did he realise what it felt like to be Hyodo: most people looked at him warily and tried not to approach him. Leaving the crowded Veludo Way, Banri turned into the maze of small side streets to take a shortcut to the game centre on the other side of the town. He came around the corner of a small street when he saw three chavs whom he had encountered the other day and would prefer not to run into. He wanted to make a U-turn and take a different route when he remembered that he was in Juza's body. Meanwhile, the chavs noticed him and started walking towards him. Banri took a deep breath to calm himself, deciding to take advantage of his current appearance. He wasn't enthused to take on three chavs alone, even in Hyodo's body, so he just had to impersonate Hyodo and sneak away at the earliest opportunity.
- Yo, Hyodo, good timing! We gotta talk to ya about something, - smirked one of the chavs as they approached Banri and stood in front of him, obstructing his way.
- Sorry, guys, let's talk another time. I'm not in the mood today, - Banri responded wearily.
- Mood?.. What are you, a girl during her period, huh? – the chavs guffawed while Banri gave himself a mental kick for breaking Juza's character.
- You know a guy named Settsu, ain't you? – the second chav asked.
- Well, I know him. So what? – Banri tensed, expecting nothing good.
- He looks fuckin' gay, - the third chav grunted.
- Is that a problem? – Banri said, trying to keep his cool.
- No, that ain't a problem, - said the second chav. - The problem is that the other day that gay bitch of a coward showed us the middle finger and ran away.
- Th-that's got nothin' to do with me, - Banri muttered hesitantly.
- Don't play dumb, Hyodo. It's got something to do with you. Rumour has it that you fuck Settsu. As his boyfriend, you gotta answer for his actions, - said the first chav, and Banri felt "his" ears heat up with embarrassment.
- Er... The rumour's wrong. I gotta go, bye! – Banri turned around to leave when the chavs got in his way again.
- Hang on! We're not done with you yet, - the chav in the middle said threateningly.
- Aah?! Get lost! – Banri punched him in the jaw, knocking him to the ground, and darted off through the gap between the other two chavs.
- Ya gloomy bastard! We'll get ya next time! – the other two chavs yelled after Banri, trying to help their knocked-down crony get up. Running away, Banri raised "his" hand and showed them "his" middle finger.
When he returned to the dorm, it was an early evening. He wanted to have a rest... Banri entered room 104 and dazedly stared at Juza, who was sitting at his desk and reading a script. "Juza's" hair was short, about the same length as Muku's, slightly fluffy, but not as thick. Turning around in his swivel chair, Juza looked up at the dumbstruck Banri, who goggled at "himself" sporting a short haircut with bangs falling just below the eyebrows.
- Wha- what the hell is that, dumbass?! – Banri demanded wrathfully.
- You mean this? – Juza run a hand through "his" hair, habitually sweeping it back. - I was tired of your long hair getting in the way all the time, so I went to get a haircut along with Azami. Now it's much better.
Juza ruffled the hair at the back of "his" head with a contented smile.
- Much better?! Motherfucker!.. – Banri fumed and spouted. - You chopped off my beautiful hair!
- Pfft, don't exaggerate. I wanted it even shorter, but Azami dissuaded me, - Juza was unperturbed.
- Damn Hyodo! I'll rip you a new asshole! Who a hell told you could mess with my hair without my permission?! – Banri was enraged.
He grabbed Juza by the collar of his own shirt and shook him violently when the door flung open, and the rest of the Autumn troupe burst into the room. Banri let go of "Juza's" shirt.
- What's the rumpus, Settsu? – Sakyo demanded sternly. – Weren't you supposed to learn to be kind to Hyodo?
- Ain't my fault, Sakyo-san! Look what this dimwit did to my hair! – Banri pointed at "Juza's" head.
- Calm down, Settsu. Hyodo did the right thing, - Sakyo responded.
- Haah?! – Banri was nonplussed.
- A-a-ah, don't get mad, Ban-chan! - Taichi chimed in. - It's for our new play, "My worst wedding"! An image change for your role. Tell him, A-chan! – Taichi looked over at Azami.
- Oh, is that so? – Banri also looked at Azami and realised that he didn't recognize him at first: Azami's long black tresses were gone, having turned into a short bleached hairstyle with bangs.
- Yeah, that's right, Banri-san. The new play is set at a Western-style wedding, so I decided that all the characters' hairstyles should look typically Western, - Azami explained while Sakyo, Omi, and Taichi nodded in affirmation.
- There you go, Settsu, - Juza smirked. – Don't worry, you'll get back to your usual mushroom cut after the closing show.
- Ugh, Hyodo, you silly bugger!.. – Banri clenched "his" fists, burning with embarrassment and indignation.
- There, there, - Omi put his hands on "Banri's" shoulders to pacify him. – Remember that you two should be good to each other.
- Yeah, I know, - Banri sighed as he lowered and unclenched "his" fists.
- Then how about we all have dinner together? I've marinated the meat for steak, - Omi suggested, and everyone followed him into the kitchen.
After the dinner there was an evening rehearsal of the Autumn troupe's new play "My worst Wedding", after which Banri and Juza returned to their room to go to bed. They each got into their own bed, but couldn't fall asleep, however much they tried to count sheep in their minds. Twenty, thirty, fifty minutes and even more than an hour passed, and they were still tossing and turning in their beds. At last, Banri climbed over the headboard into Juza's bed and lay down beside him.
- Why ain't you sleeping? – Juza muttered in Banri's voice.
- You ain't sleeping either, daikon, - Banri answered in Juza's voice.
- Actually... I wanted to tell you something... – Juza began and paused, trying to find right words.
- What? – Banri was all attention.
- Um, I... I really like you, Settsu, - Juza spoke timidly. – I kinda liked you from the start when I first met you, but I didn't realise it back then... Though actually I thought you were very good-looking... I felt kinda weird and would've just walked away if you hadn't swung at me...
Juza paused for a moment while Banri caught "his" breath in amazement: he didn't expect Hyodo to start making a love confession to him. It was so damn incredible and exciting!
- I didn't have time to think then and punched you automatically, but I didn't really want to... – Juza continued to confess, leaning "his" forehead against "Banri's". - And I nearly hit you again when we had a fight the day we moved in here. I regret losing my head like that...
Banri eagerly listened to every Juza's word while "his" heart throbbed with warm delight. Juza hugged him gently as he spoke against "Banri's" lips:
- I realised what it felt like for you to get a punch from me only after you punched me in this body of yours... And I... I'm really sorry for hitting you back then... It won't ever happen again, I swear.
- 's alright, stop blaming yourself... I was no better either, – Banri said humbly. - I'm actually sorry too… I guess I was so annoying… I constantly laughed and picked on you when we did the portraits, but you didn't laugh at me even when I made such a fool of myself...
- Well, you never really stopped acting like a fool, - Juza quipped. - But I like it.
- Hah? What kind of shit is that?! – Banri bristled.
- Oh don't start again, 's already late, – Juza yawned, stroking "Banri's" back to quiet him down.
- You're such a pain, - Banri also yawned, snuggling up closer to Juza.
A few minutes later, the room was filled with steady sounds of "Banri's" calm breathing and "Juza's" snoring.
In the morning, Juza woke up early, as usual. He opened his eyes and saw Settsu sleeping peacefully next to him. Settsu had ear piercings and sandy blonde hair that was shorter than usual. Juza quietly smiled to himself. They were finally back to themselves.