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Saga's candy binge continued into practice. Between songs, he savored handfuls of gummi bears and little chocolate truffles until Nao, exercising his authority as bandleader, ordered him to stop on threat of being cuffed with a drumstick. When Saga tested his resolve by putting one more gummi bear in his mouth, Nao lunged and was only stopped by Shou and Tora's combined efforts.
"Maybe we should take a break for lunch," Shou suggested when Nao had finally stopped struggling and returned to his seat at the drums, pouting at Saga.
Tora nodded in agreement. "As long we can go somewhere to eat. Somewhere without feuding lovers."
"I'd rather just stay here," Hiroto said, but Tora and Shou were already out the door. Silence settled over the still-glaring Nao and Saga, who was answering his glare with a maddening blank look.
"Hey Hiroto-kun," Nao said, an idea suddenly flashing in his mind. "Could you hand me that tab sheet there?"
"Sure," the guitarist said, picking up the paper and crossing behind the drumset.
Nao accepted the paper with one hand and used the other to pull Hiroto closer. He planted a soft kiss on the guitarist's lips. "Thank you," he said quietly, almost crooning the words, and then embraced him, nuzzling against his neck with the explanation, "You smell nice…"
"Hey thanks!" Hiroto answered as they pulled apart and, in spite of his confusion, it sounded sincere.
Nao immediately looked at Saga. The bassist was staring blatantly, his lips parted slightly and his eyes wide. When he noticed Nao was watching him and not Hiroto, he met his challenging stare.
"Hey Hiroto-kun," Saga stopped batting his eyelashes before Nao had a chance to complain. "Could you hand me that pocky?"
"Uh, sure," the guitarist answered, a little wary of being asked another favor. All eyes were on Saga as he opened the box and drew out a chocolate-covered stick. He ran his tongue down the length of it.
"You can't do that!" Nao yelled, leaping up and nearly knocking over his drumset in the process. "It's sexually suggestive!"
"Oh, you're just jealous," Saga said, but he stopped licking and contented himself with munching on the pocky, chewing with his mouth open to ensure that even that wasn't sexy.
Hiroto, witness to this strange conversation, began to back away. "I think I will go out to eat after all…"
The door slammed and Saga tossed the empty pocky box away, leaning back in his seat.
"Kiss me, Saga."
"You just want to taste the pocky."
Even though he was right, Nao still wanted to kiss him. Badly. Nao marveled at the fact that he was so desirable, even when he was trying his best not to be sexy. How he wanted to… A smile came to his face as he realized what he would demand if he won the bet. And boy would that be fun…
Part 4