LOG: Kirihara Akaya and Hiyoshi Wakashi (closed)
Who: Kirihara Akaya and Hiyoshi Wakashi
When: Tuesday, February 10
Where: by the lake & Kiri's room
Summary: Making up, making out, & tickle fights.
Warning/Rating: PG-13
Player Comments: None that I can think of.
Comments/Crits Allowed: Yes
It felt good to be outside and feel the cool breeze on his skin, although it was cloudy and chilly, for once the cold felt nice. It looked like it might even rain which explained why no one else was out around. Hiyoshi had forced himself back into the world of the living after Choutarou had talked him out of his pathetic state, then the odd and somewhat disturbing run-in with the three Rikkai demons had literally threatened him to life. Looking back on it; it had been one of the most embarrassing times in his life. Now he was lying on the grass next to the lake, his favorite spot on campus, trying to relax and let his body recuperate.
Akaya kicked at a rock on the pathway, his hands shoved in his pockets. It was the first time since Friday night that he'd been out and about. His talk the night before with Sanada had helped him to sort out things a bit more in his head and get out his frustrations. He felt a lot more level headed and ready to face anything.
He'd gone on a walk around the lake and was just nearing the end of it when he came face to face with the one thing he wasn't ready to handle; Hiyoshi. He considered turning around and walking away, but before he could stop it he was walking toward the other boy.
Hiyoshi had been contemplating for the last few minutes how he was going apologize to Kirihara when he heard someone approaching. Annoyed, he turned towards the person to see if they were planning to bother him. He froze when he saw it was the very person he couldn’t stop thinking about for the last four days. He felt conflicted. What should he say? Should he just ignore him? He had… missed him He had told the brat’s over-protective sempai-tachi that he would apologize and then not go near him anymore… Without taking his eyes off him, he just waited to see what Kirihara would do.
"Oh uh....I'll--uh--I'll go...." He mumbled and turned around, reaching up to touch his nose carefully. Sanada had said that the other boy didn't hate him, but the almost annoyed look on Hiyoshi’s face told him otherwise, "I'm sorry to bother you..." he started back the way he had come slowly, not caring that it was the long way.
Hiyoshi had been trying not to look at Kirihara’s broken nose; feeling the guilt swarm to his chest again. He then winced at the other boy’s awkward retreat. Automatically, he sat up he yelled out, “Wait! Aka-uh… Kirihara… shit. Stupid brat, come back here!”
The seaweed headed boy stopped in his tracks, but didn't turn back to face Hiyoshi, "I'm not a brat," he snapped but didn't walk away despite every nerve in his body screaming at him to leave. After everything, his senpai were wrong, Hiyoshi did hate him and couldn't even call him by his name.
Damn it. He hadn’t meant that to come out the way it did. He was supposed to be apologizing! Standing up, he hesitantly walked over to where Akaya had his back facing him. He reached up to lightly touch the base of Kirihara’s neck as has become habit, but then moved to his shoulder and guided him to turn around so they were facing each other.
He didn’t like seeing the brat like this… Taking an audible large breath, he gently outlined the other boy’s broken nose with his hand whispering a soft “sorry” as he did so. Then he realized what he was doing and quickly retracted his hand. “I-sorry…you don’t-I mean…shit….” He crossed his arms and glared to the side for a moment. This was really embarrassing!
He let himself be turned around and kept a rather cold emotionless look on his face until Hiyoshi’s fingers touched his nose. His eyes went wide and the blood was pounding so hard in his ears that he barely heard Hiyoshi’s quiet apology. The quiet word just made him blush harder and made his head spin in confusion, wasn't he the one who was supposed to be apologizing? Finally as Hiyoshi pouted he smiled a little and reached out to pull the other man against him in a hug.
The hug was completely unexpected, but he supposed most things that involved the brat were. He could feel the tension in his body leaving him as he let himself relax in Akaya’s arms for a moment. If he thought he had felt better before, he had been mistaken. Now it was like a huge weight had been lifted off his chest. Pulling out of his arms with an obvious blush on his face, he sat back down on the grass tugging Kirihara down to sit next to him. He gave him a small but real smile. He rarely did that, the expression a foreign thing to Hiyoshi, but he knew that Akaya probably needed reassurance the same way he did.
It was surprising to be tugged down to the ground, but he didn't complain. The smile and blush on the others face drew a smile from him as well and suddenly everything felt better. His chest didn't ache anymore and neither did his nose, at least until he practically jumped onto Hiyoshi’s lap so he was straddling him, then it just stung a little.
“Oof!” Knocked back onto his arms, Hiyoshi tried not to laugh out loud at the sudden attack. Was this the same person that he had been worrying all weekend about? “You know, I just told your crazy protective senpai-tachi that I would keep my distance from you, and you’re not helping. Did you sick them on me to get revenge or something?” He asked with a teasing smirk on his face; however, they had actually been rather… threatening, and he preferred not to get on their bad side again.
"Eh?" Akaya blinked as he wrapped his arms around Hiyoshi’s shoulders, "My senpai-tachi?" He cocked his head to the side as he thought about who it could have been, "You mean Yanagi-senpai, buchou, and fukubuchou? I didn't send them after you, why would I?"
Normally by this time he would have been pushing the other boy off of him, but right now it just felt too good to have him close again. He let himself collapse the rest of the way down onto the grass and brought his hand up to tangle in Akaya’s curls, letting the familiar feeling wash over him. He answered back sarcastically, “I don’t know, maybe because I broke their precious kohai’s nose? Heh, Yanagi-san can be damn creepy when he wants to be, I think Sanada-san may have saved me a trip to the hospital, and your Buchou looked like his smile was gonna eat me alive.” Yeah… there was still gonna be a lot of shit to deal with, but at least this was going back to normal.
Akaya let his head fall forward and closed his eyes as Hiyoshi’s hand found it's way into it's hair, he chuckled, "Yeah, it's not a good idea to make them mad, they all have anger issues," said the part-demon boy, "Buchou is the worst," he whispered as if the blunette could hear him from wherever he was, "but how did Fukubuchou save you from going to the hospital?"
Akaya was so warm on top of him… “I hadn’t been eating, so he lectured me for mal-nutrition and gave me some weird food bar.” Shit! His eyes flew open and his hand stopped brushing through Akaya’s hair. He hadn’t meant to tell him that. In fact, he planned on never telling anyone how pathetic he’d been acting ever.
"Why hadn't you been eating?" Akaya opened his eyes to stare in shock at Hiyoshi, "He was right to lecture you! You can't not eat!! Idiot!" He scolded with a deep frown, "Don't ever do that again."
“Yeah, yeah…” He grumbled, “I already got the lecture, remember?” He was NOT about to tell him that he had been depressed over him. “Anyway, isn’t it about time you got off me? I don’t want the over-protective trio to come after me again.” He smirked up at him.
"Yeah well you better listen to it," he said stubbornly then leaned down so he was lying on top of Hiyoshi, instead of just sitting on him, "They won't come after you, they're all really nice you know," He grinned, "They're good senpai."
Hiyoshi rolled his eyes, “Sure, I’ll remember that.” until they come murder me in my sleep for something I didn’t do… He had enough problems with just the one chibi demon, he didn’t need the whole family haunting him. He casually brought his arm up to lightly lay on top of his back, holding him there, and lightly teased, “So, Kirihara-san, are you going to get off me or not?”
"Don't call me that," he grumbled and nuzzled Hiyoshi’s neck, "My name is Akaya," he kissed the pale skin lightly with a devilish grin.
He chuckled a bit underneath him and tried to repress the small shiver that ran up his spine at the feel of Akaya’s lips against his neck. “Heh. I still think I prefer brat, or how about chibi demon brat? Maybe one of these days you’ll grow up to be big and scary like your demon senpai’s.”
Akaya glared at him then got an evil idea, he pinned down Hiyoshi’s arms then latched his lips onto the base of his neck and started sucking firmly. He only pulled away when he was sure there would be a decent sized mark, served him right.
Hiyoshi’s eyes bugged out, “Jeez brat, what are you, a vampire?” He tried to struggle but Kirihara’s grip was strong, and his body was still too weak to put up a decent fight. Okay, now he had a decent reason not to let himself go that long without eating again.
"There," He said with a giant grin as he sat back to look over his work, "Heh heh, have fun explaining that one, mushroom head." He snickered to himself, that'd teach Hiyoshi not to compare him to his senpai like that.
Hiyoshi gave him a confused look, “What are you talking about? There’s nothing to explain. You’re the one who attacked me!”
"Dumbass," Akaya laughed and propped himself up on his elbows, one on either side of Hiyoshi’s head, "I gave you a hickey, a pretty good one too, that's what you're going to end up having to explain."
“WHAT!?” His hand immediately went to where the so called “hickey” was. Then, glaring at him, he brought his other hand up to tighten in Kirihara’s hair, and tugged. “Akaya…” He growled into his ear. “You tell anyone about this, and I will make you regret it.”
"How do you plan on doing that?" He purred slyly and licked at Hiyoshi’s lips with a devilish smile, he was quite proud of himself.
Stupid traitorous body. He had to hold back another shudder and force himself not to react to the action over his lips. “I’ll…” What wouldn’t get him killed? He smirked to himself. Fine, if that’s the way the brat wanted to play… He whispered back almost against his lips. “I’ll never give you a massage, ever again.”
"I don't believe you," he mumbled and kissed the mark he'd left before pressing his lips against Hiyoshi’s in a gentle chaste kiss.
Hiyoshi just laid there and let his lips turn up in a smile as he let himself be kissed, for once just enjoying the feel of the other’s lips against his. He didn’t encourage it, nor did he try to push him away. What was the point? The other boy must know by now that he wasn’t completely against it, and he didn’t have a fiancé anymore that he’d be cheating on. He could also feel light drops of rain start to fall on him where Akaya wasn’t covering him.
The rain got heavier and started to soak through his shirt, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he pressed himself closer to the other man, licking at his lips gently as he tried to deepen the kiss and protect him from the rain at the same time. Hiyoshi not pushing him away or yelling at him was all the encouragement he needed.
Without protest, at Akaya’s silent request, he opened his mouth slightly to let the other in. Still not participating, he shivered as he felt the other boys tongue move expertly over his own. His heart was beating faster and his breathing was turning heavy, the rain only making it all seem more surreal as he let a low noise escape from the back of his throat. Grabbing at the back of his hair and gently pulling him way he said almost against his lips, “Shouldn’t we get out of the rain?”
As he got pulled away he stared at Hiyoshi with slightly glazed eyes while he tried to calm his breathing and his faster heart beat, "Why?" he mumbled quietly and braced his weight on one arm so he could reach up and run a hand though the other mans hair to fix it's slightly mussed look, "It feels good."
He couldn’t help but keep the smile on his face, “We’re going to get sick if we stay out here.” He quickly leaned up and gently kissed the bridge of Kirihara’s nose teasingly, before turning beat red and making them both stand. “Besides, we both have class soon and we can’t go sopping wet.”
"I'm not going today," he mumbled and rubbed at his nose gently, it still throbbed lightly and too much pressure made it hurt, but the kiss had actually felt good, "But yeah...I guess we should go inside so you don't get sick," He had the immune system of low level god and almost never got sick so he wasn't particularly worried about it.
“Why aren’t you going to class today?” Hiyoshi asked curiously as he started to make his way back towards the campus and dorms. He could see other students running into buildings and under shelters to get out of the rain. He was already pretty soaked though so didn’t see much point to it.
"Don't want to," he laced his fingers behind his head and looked up with his eyes half closed, enjoying the feel of the rain on his skin, "I like to play video games when it's raining," he grinned happily and turned his attention back to Hiyoshi, "You wanna come play with me?"
“That’s no reason, and I do have to go to class whether I want to or not.” He held himself back from lecturing about being a good student. “But… it’s only an hour class, so I can… meet you after?” It came out awkwardly since we wasn’t used to inviting anyone but Choutarou out. “We can get something to eat, or I can bring something back…”
"Bring something back and we'll have a blast," He laughed and grinned happily, "I'll be in my room," He reached up and messed up Hiyoshi’s hair before running off toward the dorms, a new sprint in his step.
After Hiyoshi and Akaya had parted ways, Akaya had headed for his room, feeling like a big weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He hadn't slept well if at all since the night at the bar and now that the weight was gone he could feel the effects. As soon as he'd made it to his room, his exhausted body had collapsed onto his bed and he fell into a deep sleep with his door still cracked open.
Hour and a half later…
After finishing his class, Hiyoshi had gone to the nearest convenient store and picked up a few food items. Kirihara wasn’t a picky eater and he was getting it for free, so he better not complain. It was strange thinking that just this morning he thought he wouldn’t be seeing the brat anymore, and now he was on his way to his room with lunch.
He was still hesitant about this. He had finally accepted the fact that he liked the brat (for reasons he couldn’t fathom), and especially during their earlier encounter realized that it wasn’t something he wanted to stop. But the truth still held that he didn’t want to be caught in a one sided… anything again, so for now, he would just deal with whatever happened and try not to let himself get overly involved. If there was one thing he was good at, it was shoving his feelings aside.
By the time he arrived at Kirihara’s door, he was already almost soaked to the bone, again. It was really pouring outside. He knocked once and the door opened. Figuring it must not have been closed all the way, he peered in and saw Akaya asleep on his bed. What was he supposed to do now? He didn’t want to go back out into the rain, so he let himself in, the brat had done it to him enough times that he didn’t need to feel bad about it.
After putting all of his stuff down, he knelt down next to the bed and contemplated what to do next. The brat looked cute when he was out cold, certainly less annoying when he was so quiet, but… also less amusing. Bringing his hand up, he let it comb through Akaya’s still damp hair. “Akaya…” He gently tried to coax him awake. “Are you planning on sleeping for the rest of the afternoon, brat?”
"Hn...." Akaya rolled over with a little groan and nuzzled Hiyoshi’s hand. His hand patted the bed next to him and he mumbled, "nn...come back to bed....." he muttered tiredly.
Come back to bed? Almost jealous and definitely amused, Hiyoshi stared at his blissfully asleep brat, not noticing the slight grin that pulled at the corners of his own mouth. Continuing to pet his hair and bringing his face down right next to the other boys, he whispered, “Akaya… Who are you talking to? I hope I’m not intruding on anything.” He was tempted to toss him off the bed and watch his reaction, since he liked seeing Kirihara flustered, but managed to restrain himself. He’d already done enough damage to the boy for one week.
"Hmm....." Akaya smiled in his sleep and pulled the other man into a kiss. When he pulled away from the kiss he licked at his lips and smiled, "Mmm...tastes good..." He opened his eyes slowly and blinked them slowly, "Wakashi....hey...hmm...come back to bed..." He closed his eyes again and patted the bed again.
Hiyoshi made a surprised little sound at the unexpected kiss and then blushed hard at what Kirihara had said. He slowly got on the bed figuring it didn’t matter that his clothes were still wet since Akaya’s were, too. He arm lightly held him around the waist, while the other was still buried in his thick curly hair. “You know, if we stay like this, the food is going to get cold.”
"Hmm, food?" Akaya opened his eyes again and found himself staring straight into Hiyoshi’s, "You brought food?" he mumbled and kissed him again lightly, "What kinda food?"
Rolling his eyes he answered, “I told you I would. I brought Nikku-man and Pizza-man, and some Cha-han balls from the convenient store. Take your pick.” It was getting uncomfortable in his wet clothes, but he figured he would deal since he didn’t feel like going all the way back to his dorm to change again.
"Mmm....those sound good," he mumbled and sat up, running a hand through his hair with a yawn. He looked down, confused that he was still wearing all of his clothes, "Oh....I forgot to change..." he mumbled and then looked at Hiyoshi’s clothes that were a lot more wet than his own, "What were you doing out there? Swimming?" He snickered and got up to dig through one of his dresser drawers. He pulled out a pair of pants and a t-shirt and threw them at Hiyoshi, "Put those on."
“Felt like it,” Hiyoshi grumbled under his breath as he reluctantly got up from the bed and caught the clothes Akaya tossed at him. “Thanks.” They looked like they would fit alright so he went to a corner of the room and faced the wall to start changing.
Akaya chuckled and stared at Hiyoshi’s back as he changed, "You insecure about your looks or something?" He crossed his arms and leaned against the dresser, completely forgetting to get out some clothes for himself. It definitely wasn't a bad view.
Hiyoshi gave a soft snort. “No, I just happen to possess a trait called modesty. You might look into it.” After he finished pulling the dry pants on, shirt in hand, he turned around and looked at Kirihara with a raised eyebrow. “You planning on changing too, or do you enjoy walking around with damp clothes on?”
"I was just enjoying the scenery," He said with a grin then decided to go ahead and look through the dresser drawer. Finally finding a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt that he liked he pulled off his own shirt and pants without trying to hide it at all.
Trying hard to ignore Kirihara’s blatant display without embarrassing himself, he put on the shirt and then walked over to retrieve his bag of food. “I wasn’t sure which you’d want so I got both of what they had. Do you have a preference?” He sat on the floor and started taking out the contents.
Akaya laughed and pulled his shorts on over his boxers before pulling his shirt on and sitting down next to the other boy, "Niku-man is good," he grinned happily and held out his hand, waiting for the food.
Smirking he took out the niku-man and unwrapped it, but then held it out of Kirihara’s reach, “What do you say, brat?”
Akaya glared at him and tried to grab it, but missed and frowned, "Please," he mumbled quietly.
Hiyoshi ruffled Kirihara’s head with his free hand like you would a small child before handing the niku-man over. He then reached for his pizza-man and cha-han. Leaning back against the bed as a support, he quietly started to eat his lunch.
Akaya smiled again as soon as the food hit his hand and he immediately dug in, "This is great!" he said happily and watched Hiyoshi eat.
Akaya watching him while he ate was a little unsettling. “What’s so interesting? You can have some of mine if you want.” He broke off a piece of his pizza-man and held it out to him.
"Nothing," He said with a grin and took the little piece and popped it into his mouth, "Mm....the niku one is better." He took another bite of the niku-man and swallowed it before leaning over and kissing Hiyoshi and licking at the others lips. When he pulled away he grinned slyly, "See? It tastes better."
He wasn’t sure if he should be disgusted or amused. Instead he pulled Kirihara’s wrist that held the niku-man toward him and took a bite. “You’re right. I like the niku-man better.” He smirked as he lay back and started un-wrapping a cha-han ball.
Akaya looked down at the ball curiously and opened his mouth with a quiet "Ahhhhh" obviously waiting for Hiyoshi to feed him one of the balls.
Hiyoshi had to physically stop himself from laughing out loud. Akaya looked ridiculous sitting there with his mouth hanging open. “I think you have a problem with your jaw, brat. It doesn’t seem to be working.” He took another bite of his rice ball.
"Hey!" Akaya pouted and instead leaned forward and took a bite of the rice ball when Hiyoshi was about to take another bite, "It works just fine," he mumbled with a little grin and licked at a piece of rice that had stuck to his lip.
“You know I got you your own.” The brat was just too cute when he pouted like that. He handed him the other rice ball. “Although you owe me a bite of that now,” he added as he finished his own lunch.
"No way, it's all mine," he started munching on the rice ball happily. He loved to eat, especially with friends, "So you know what we should do? We should play some videos games."
Hiyoshi rolled his eyes at the suggestion. “Why should we do that? Do you have a Nintendo 64?” Kirihara already knew from their experience together at the game center that he didn’t play many games, and didn’t know any of the new systems.
"Yeah, but N64's are old, we could play gundam on the xbox or something," He said going over to his little tower of game consoles net to the tv. He had every console ever made and games to go with everyone. He looked back over his shoulder at Hiyoshi with a childish grin.
“You know I don’t know how to play any of those.” Still, he figured he’d indulge him since he had nothing better to do. He looked up at his large game collection, “Jeez, brat, you think you have enough games? It’s a wonder you have enough time for anything else.” He scooted over so he was in front of the TV. “Whatever you want is fine, but you’ll have to show me how to use the controller.”
"Well what do you know how to play?" He asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked up at all of the games.
He glared at him and crossed his arms over his chest. “Idiot, I just said I don’t know any of them. I’m not going to say it again.” He did not like it when someone shoved the fact that he didn’t know how to do something in his face. “I don’t care what we play.”
Rolling his eyes he ran his finger over the covers of the boxes and cartridges, "Fine, how about...." he paused on a cartridge and pulled it out, "This?" he held it up, displaying the, 'Super Nintendo Mario Kart' label, "This one okay?"
“Sure, we can try that… or I guess I can just watch you play something if you want.” Hiyoshi was irritated; he’d never seen that version before. He didn’t particularly mind watching others play; he used to watch Gakuto play when he got bored. Kirihara was fun to watch play things, since his facial expressions were entertaining to watch. "Why don't you show me something you enjoy playing?"
"If you're sure...." he mumbled and put the game back before looking at the shelves again. He paused over a case and popped a disk out, "This game is pretty awesome," He grinned and dropped it into the tray on the wii, "It's Resident Evil 4," he grinned and flopped down on his bed with the wiimote and an expectant look to Hiyoshi.
Hiyoshi smirked. “Resident Evil? Sounds like it suits you.” He didn’t care much what the game was. He wasn’t planning on watching the actual screen that much, anyway. He got up and sat on the bed next to Akaya who was holding a funny looking white plastic stick and was now looking at him as if he wanted something. “What?” He asked, as he leaned against the back wall.
"Shut up," he glared half-heartedly at the other man and then turned his attention back to the screen, ignoring Hiyoshi’s question, as he selected the game from the menu, "This game is great, it's about the t-virus, it makes people into Zombies oh and they have chainsaws and axes and stuff."
Sounded interesting enough, he had nothing against the blood and violence; even if it seemed a bit overkill at times. With his back against the wall, and from his position on the bed he had a great side view of Akaya’s face. As predicted, he got really into the game. Swinging the stick around like a lunatic and sometimes even jumping off the bed and then sitting back down. He wasn’t sure how that worked exactly, but figured he could ask later if he was still curious. He didn’t know how long he sat there for, but he was easily able to zone out and let his mind and body relax while he watched Akaya’s humorous display. The last few days had been hard on him, and with his brain finally shutting off he slowly started to doze off.
Akaya got to a save spot and set the controller down to roll and stretch his wrist. He looked over at Hiyoshi with a big grin, "See isn't it --" he dropped off and closed his mouth. Asleep, huh? The normal gruff expression was gone and for once was replaced with a peaceful one. It was cute. Before he realized it he was leaning forward and kissing him.
Mumbling incoherently in his sleep, Hiyoshi smiled softly when warmth encompassed him. Leaning hazily towards it, he made a little sound, halfway between a sigh and a groan.
Akaya smiled into the kiss when he felt Hiyoshi’s lips move under his own to form a smile. Sometimes he forgot it was possible for the mushroom-head to do that. Grudgingly though he pulled away and just watched the other sleep for a little while, he wasn't pervy enough to molest a guy while he was sleeping.
Half tempted to wake him up Akaya decided against it and instead pulled a blanket over the other man then laid his head in his lap. It didn't take long for his eyelids to get heavy and leave him to join Hiyoshi in sleep.
Few hrs later…
Hiyoshi’s upper body was cold and uncomfortable, his neck hurt from falling asleep sitting up with his head bent to the side. He looked down to see Akaya asleep on his lap and reasoned that’s why he had no feeling in his legs. Unfortunately, the brat was heavier then he looked and he didn’t have good leverage in his current sitting position, so with both arms around the other boy, he carefully tried to move Akaya’s head off his lap and scoot him towards the pillow at the end of the bed.
Akaya groaned and opened his eyes as he felt himself being moved, "Wakashi...." he whined and glared at the other man, "What are you doing?"
Looking down, he returned Akaya’s glare. “Making myself more comfortable.” Seeing that Akaya was at least somewhat awake, he stopped trying to move him and instead let his tired body collapse fully onto the bed. He could hear the rain still coming down hard outside from Akaya’s window and felt no inclination whatsoever to go back out into it. Taking the blanket that Akaya had placed over him earlier that must have fallen off, he turned towards the wall and ignored the other boy, intending to go back to sleep.
"Man...." He yawned and moved up to snuggle against Hiyoshi’s back, "Now I'm awake...." He grumbled and kissed the back of Hiyoshi’s neck.
“Your still half asleep, idiot, now get off me and go back to sleep.” He was tired. He wanted to take Akaya’s pillow and fall back asleep himself, damn it, not become his cuddle toy. Even if being Akaya’s cuddle toy felt kinda nice.
"'m not," he murmured and kissed the others neck again, "See? 'm wide awake," he smiled and tightened his arms around the others waist.
He was tempted to pout, but Hiyoshi didn’t pout. He just crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the wall, sulking. Sulking, he decided, was much manlier then pouting. He half-heartedly struggled in the other boy’s grasp, determined not to lose any more of his dignity for one day. “If you’re so awake, then go be awake somewhere else.”
"It's my bed," he said with a bit of a laugh, "I don't have to go anywhere," He licked the back of Hiyoshi’s neck and grinned from ear to ear, "and it's raining too hard for you to go anywhere."
Sighing and giving up on going back to sleep, Hiyoshi stopped struggling and just lay there for moment. Pressed against Akaya’s well muscled chest, and wrapped up in his arms, it felt ... nice. However, he wasn’t about to just lay there and let the brat do whatever he wanted. He didn’t want to hurt him since he was still painfully aware of the broken nose, but… “Quit it now, or I’ll…” He swiftly turned his body around in Akaya’s hold, pushing him underneath him in the process and held his hands above him.
"You'll what?" Akaya said silkily, not at all surprised that he had ended up in the other boys hold. He looked up at Hiyoshi with a sly smile and barely resisted the urge to roll his hips up against him. Kinky... he though in amusement.
Hiyoshi held back from rolling his eyes, but could not hold back a mirrored sly grin. “This.” and he began mercilessly tickling Akaya’s sides.
His eyes went wide with surprise before he started squirming around violently, laughing like a little kid, "S-s-stop! Ahaha! Waka-shi!! leggo!!"
“No.” He answered simply. “This is what happens when you deprive me of my sleep.” He was rather enjoying this, not having been in a tickle fight since before his older brother had moved out from their home. Getting to watch Akaya squirm was an added bonus. Laughing softly at the picture he made, he let go of Akaya’s hands and continued to attack both his sides.
Between gasps Akaya giggled out, "You suck!" and tried to squirm away as soon as his hands were released. Once he had the chance he started tickling Hiyoshi’s sides back.
Not expecting the sudden counter attack, Hiyoshi let out an undignified “ACK!” before losing his balance and falling onto his back, bringing Akaya on top of him. He couldn’t help the laughter that poured out from him as he tried to struggle out of Akaya’s grip while still tickling him back.. “A-ka-ya! Wa.-i-t! Ahaha...! En-ough!”
"No way!" He laughed along with Hiyoshi and continued tickling until his sides ached from laughing too hard. Finally he fell off to the side of the other boy and tried to calm his laughing, "I can't breathe--" he said between gasps and giggles.
Hiyoshi had been afraid he was going to pass out from lack of air before Kirihara finally stopped his assault. “Serves you right!” He gasped out between breaths, and then punched the other boy in the arm like he used to do to his brother, not enough to hurt, but enough to definitely feel it.
"Ow," Akaya whined between laughs and closed his eyes, "Jerk," he said with a giant grin and punched Hiyoshi back.
“Baby,” Hiyoshi countered back, punching his arm again, a little harder then the last time.
"Fungus," he copied him, hitting a bit harder than Hiyoshi had.
This meant war. “Chibi” He bit out with a large grin on his face before turning on his side. He went to grab Akaya’s arms, but only manages to get one, and attempted to put him in a hold.
"Loser," he grinned and managed to keep his other arm away from Hiyoshi. Using his better physical condition to his advantage he rolled them so he was lying over the other man again.
“Idiot” Grinning, he tried to roll them over again to gain the upper hand, but in the struggle didn’t notice how close they were to the edge of the bed and they fell off in a mess of limbs. Reacting quickly, Hiyoshi twisted so that he landed on the bottom. He was going to be really mad at himself if he let Akaya’s broken nose get hurt even worse because of him.
Akaya yelped as they rolled off the bed, "Ow..." he mumbled and looked down at Hiyoshi, "W-Wakashi you ok?" He climbed off of him and looked him over quickly.
“I’m fine.” He answered less then enthusiastically. He had let himself get too carried away. He looked over at Kirihara and asked with embarrassment, “You alright?”
"Yeah, I'm ok," he smiled again and started laughing quietly, "That was fun." He stood and held out a hand to help Hiyoshi up.
Glad to see that Akaya was fine, with only a slight hesitation, he took his offered hand to help him up off the floor. Despite his efforts to hold it back, his body let out a tired yawn, and he covered his mouth with the hand that wasn’t currently in Akaya’s own. He looked out the window and saw the rain was still coming down hard, but there was no helping it. “It’s getting late. I should be going.” He pointed out as he looked around the room to see where he had left his stuff.
"You can't go out in that rain," Akaya said, keeping a firm hold on Hiyoshi’s hand, "Just stay here tonight."
“I don’t know…” It’s not that he didn’t want to. The problem was that he did, maybe a little too much.
"If you go out in that you're going to get sick, and then I'll make fukubuchou come take care of you," He threatened, he'd been tended to by Sanada before, it had been an....interesting experience. He didn't know running laps could help fight off a cold.
He smirked at Akaya’s threat. “I’m not terribly afraid of your fukubuchou coming to take care of me. Besides, you really think I’m that much of a weakling to get sick walking for five minutes in the rain?” He spotted his stuff over by the TV.
"Yeah," he said with a little coy grin and refused to release the others hand, "Just stay with me tonight, come on, it's not gonna kill ya." He stepped between Hiyoshi and his stuff and looked at him with pleading puppy dog eyes that he'd spent years perfecting.
It was unfair… so unfair. He had been using all of his self restraint to not just give in and stay, but when the brat looked at him like that what else was he supposed to do? He looked down at their linked hands gave a worn out sigh. “Fine, brat, you win. I’ll stay, but only for tonight.” He knew this was just asking for trouble in the long run, but right now he couldn’t bring himself to care.
"Awesome!" Akaya grinned victoriously and pulled Hiyoshi into a quick kiss, "You ok with sleeping in just boxers?" He looked like a kid who'd just been told his best-est friend could stay the night.
What had he gotten himself into? He thought as Kirihara’s lips met his for the umpteenth time that day. Boxers? He hadn’t thought about that. “I can just wear the pants I have on.” They must have been older because they weren’t that uncomfortable. He went to go take his shirt off when he noticed… “Think you can let go of my hand now?”
"Oh, sorry," he mumbled and let go before pulling off his own shirt and pants, "You're really going to sleep in pants?" He looked the now shirtless Hiyoshi up and down, "You're crazy."
Hiyoshi rolled his eyes. “Whatever, brat.” But he did have a point. What would it hurt? At least he knew Akaya well enough now that he knew he wouldn’t try anything while he was asleep… well, he thought so anyway. Not used to changing in front of others, even in locker rooms he had kept to himself, he kept his face emotionless as he quickly took the pants off and asked Kirihara where he should put them before climbing into the bed near the wall.
"Wherever you find a place," he mumbled and waited for Hiyoshi to get into bed then turned off the lights and crawled in after him. He pulled the smaller man against him with a big grin and closed his eyes; glad the other had decided to stay.
"Akaya," Hisoka grumbled sleepily, blushing furiously as he was encompassed in a set of strong arms and pulled back against an equally strong chest. "Just wait a minute! I never said you could...." His protests teetered off. What was the point of arguing? He knew it wasn’t going to do him any good anyway. So instead he willed himself to relax, and let himself fall into the first good night’s sleep he’d had in a while.
When: Tuesday, February 10
Where: by the lake & Kiri's room
Summary: Making up, making out, & tickle fights.
Warning/Rating: PG-13
Player Comments: None that I can think of.
Comments/Crits Allowed: Yes
It felt good to be outside and feel the cool breeze on his skin, although it was cloudy and chilly, for once the cold felt nice. It looked like it might even rain which explained why no one else was out around. Hiyoshi had forced himself back into the world of the living after Choutarou had talked him out of his pathetic state, then the odd and somewhat disturbing run-in with the three Rikkai demons had literally threatened him to life. Looking back on it; it had been one of the most embarrassing times in his life. Now he was lying on the grass next to the lake, his favorite spot on campus, trying to relax and let his body recuperate.
Akaya kicked at a rock on the pathway, his hands shoved in his pockets. It was the first time since Friday night that he'd been out and about. His talk the night before with Sanada had helped him to sort out things a bit more in his head and get out his frustrations. He felt a lot more level headed and ready to face anything.
He'd gone on a walk around the lake and was just nearing the end of it when he came face to face with the one thing he wasn't ready to handle; Hiyoshi. He considered turning around and walking away, but before he could stop it he was walking toward the other boy.
Hiyoshi had been contemplating for the last few minutes how he was going apologize to Kirihara when he heard someone approaching. Annoyed, he turned towards the person to see if they were planning to bother him. He froze when he saw it was the very person he couldn’t stop thinking about for the last four days. He felt conflicted. What should he say? Should he just ignore him? He had… missed him He had told the brat’s over-protective sempai-tachi that he would apologize and then not go near him anymore… Without taking his eyes off him, he just waited to see what Kirihara would do.
"Oh uh....I'll--uh--I'll go...." He mumbled and turned around, reaching up to touch his nose carefully. Sanada had said that the other boy didn't hate him, but the almost annoyed look on Hiyoshi’s face told him otherwise, "I'm sorry to bother you..." he started back the way he had come slowly, not caring that it was the long way.
Hiyoshi had been trying not to look at Kirihara’s broken nose; feeling the guilt swarm to his chest again. He then winced at the other boy’s awkward retreat. Automatically, he sat up he yelled out, “Wait! Aka-uh… Kirihara… shit. Stupid brat, come back here!”
The seaweed headed boy stopped in his tracks, but didn't turn back to face Hiyoshi, "I'm not a brat," he snapped but didn't walk away despite every nerve in his body screaming at him to leave. After everything, his senpai were wrong, Hiyoshi did hate him and couldn't even call him by his name.
Damn it. He hadn’t meant that to come out the way it did. He was supposed to be apologizing! Standing up, he hesitantly walked over to where Akaya had his back facing him. He reached up to lightly touch the base of Kirihara’s neck as has become habit, but then moved to his shoulder and guided him to turn around so they were facing each other.
He didn’t like seeing the brat like this… Taking an audible large breath, he gently outlined the other boy’s broken nose with his hand whispering a soft “sorry” as he did so. Then he realized what he was doing and quickly retracted his hand. “I-sorry…you don’t-I mean…shit….” He crossed his arms and glared to the side for a moment. This was really embarrassing!
He let himself be turned around and kept a rather cold emotionless look on his face until Hiyoshi’s fingers touched his nose. His eyes went wide and the blood was pounding so hard in his ears that he barely heard Hiyoshi’s quiet apology. The quiet word just made him blush harder and made his head spin in confusion, wasn't he the one who was supposed to be apologizing? Finally as Hiyoshi pouted he smiled a little and reached out to pull the other man against him in a hug.
The hug was completely unexpected, but he supposed most things that involved the brat were. He could feel the tension in his body leaving him as he let himself relax in Akaya’s arms for a moment. If he thought he had felt better before, he had been mistaken. Now it was like a huge weight had been lifted off his chest. Pulling out of his arms with an obvious blush on his face, he sat back down on the grass tugging Kirihara down to sit next to him. He gave him a small but real smile. He rarely did that, the expression a foreign thing to Hiyoshi, but he knew that Akaya probably needed reassurance the same way he did.
It was surprising to be tugged down to the ground, but he didn't complain. The smile and blush on the others face drew a smile from him as well and suddenly everything felt better. His chest didn't ache anymore and neither did his nose, at least until he practically jumped onto Hiyoshi’s lap so he was straddling him, then it just stung a little.
“Oof!” Knocked back onto his arms, Hiyoshi tried not to laugh out loud at the sudden attack. Was this the same person that he had been worrying all weekend about? “You know, I just told your crazy protective senpai-tachi that I would keep my distance from you, and you’re not helping. Did you sick them on me to get revenge or something?” He asked with a teasing smirk on his face; however, they had actually been rather… threatening, and he preferred not to get on their bad side again.
"Eh?" Akaya blinked as he wrapped his arms around Hiyoshi’s shoulders, "My senpai-tachi?" He cocked his head to the side as he thought about who it could have been, "You mean Yanagi-senpai, buchou, and fukubuchou? I didn't send them after you, why would I?"
Normally by this time he would have been pushing the other boy off of him, but right now it just felt too good to have him close again. He let himself collapse the rest of the way down onto the grass and brought his hand up to tangle in Akaya’s curls, letting the familiar feeling wash over him. He answered back sarcastically, “I don’t know, maybe because I broke their precious kohai’s nose? Heh, Yanagi-san can be damn creepy when he wants to be, I think Sanada-san may have saved me a trip to the hospital, and your Buchou looked like his smile was gonna eat me alive.” Yeah… there was still gonna be a lot of shit to deal with, but at least this was going back to normal.
Akaya let his head fall forward and closed his eyes as Hiyoshi’s hand found it's way into it's hair, he chuckled, "Yeah, it's not a good idea to make them mad, they all have anger issues," said the part-demon boy, "Buchou is the worst," he whispered as if the blunette could hear him from wherever he was, "but how did Fukubuchou save you from going to the hospital?"
Akaya was so warm on top of him… “I hadn’t been eating, so he lectured me for mal-nutrition and gave me some weird food bar.” Shit! His eyes flew open and his hand stopped brushing through Akaya’s hair. He hadn’t meant to tell him that. In fact, he planned on never telling anyone how pathetic he’d been acting ever.
"Why hadn't you been eating?" Akaya opened his eyes to stare in shock at Hiyoshi, "He was right to lecture you! You can't not eat!! Idiot!" He scolded with a deep frown, "Don't ever do that again."
“Yeah, yeah…” He grumbled, “I already got the lecture, remember?” He was NOT about to tell him that he had been depressed over him. “Anyway, isn’t it about time you got off me? I don’t want the over-protective trio to come after me again.” He smirked up at him.
"Yeah well you better listen to it," he said stubbornly then leaned down so he was lying on top of Hiyoshi, instead of just sitting on him, "They won't come after you, they're all really nice you know," He grinned, "They're good senpai."
Hiyoshi rolled his eyes, “Sure, I’ll remember that.” until they come murder me in my sleep for something I didn’t do… He had enough problems with just the one chibi demon, he didn’t need the whole family haunting him. He casually brought his arm up to lightly lay on top of his back, holding him there, and lightly teased, “So, Kirihara-san, are you going to get off me or not?”
"Don't call me that," he grumbled and nuzzled Hiyoshi’s neck, "My name is Akaya," he kissed the pale skin lightly with a devilish grin.
He chuckled a bit underneath him and tried to repress the small shiver that ran up his spine at the feel of Akaya’s lips against his neck. “Heh. I still think I prefer brat, or how about chibi demon brat? Maybe one of these days you’ll grow up to be big and scary like your demon senpai’s.”
Akaya glared at him then got an evil idea, he pinned down Hiyoshi’s arms then latched his lips onto the base of his neck and started sucking firmly. He only pulled away when he was sure there would be a decent sized mark, served him right.
Hiyoshi’s eyes bugged out, “Jeez brat, what are you, a vampire?” He tried to struggle but Kirihara’s grip was strong, and his body was still too weak to put up a decent fight. Okay, now he had a decent reason not to let himself go that long without eating again.
"There," He said with a giant grin as he sat back to look over his work, "Heh heh, have fun explaining that one, mushroom head." He snickered to himself, that'd teach Hiyoshi not to compare him to his senpai like that.
Hiyoshi gave him a confused look, “What are you talking about? There’s nothing to explain. You’re the one who attacked me!”
"Dumbass," Akaya laughed and propped himself up on his elbows, one on either side of Hiyoshi’s head, "I gave you a hickey, a pretty good one too, that's what you're going to end up having to explain."
“WHAT!?” His hand immediately went to where the so called “hickey” was. Then, glaring at him, he brought his other hand up to tighten in Kirihara’s hair, and tugged. “Akaya…” He growled into his ear. “You tell anyone about this, and I will make you regret it.”
"How do you plan on doing that?" He purred slyly and licked at Hiyoshi’s lips with a devilish smile, he was quite proud of himself.
Stupid traitorous body. He had to hold back another shudder and force himself not to react to the action over his lips. “I’ll…” What wouldn’t get him killed? He smirked to himself. Fine, if that’s the way the brat wanted to play… He whispered back almost against his lips. “I’ll never give you a massage, ever again.”
"I don't believe you," he mumbled and kissed the mark he'd left before pressing his lips against Hiyoshi’s in a gentle chaste kiss.
Hiyoshi just laid there and let his lips turn up in a smile as he let himself be kissed, for once just enjoying the feel of the other’s lips against his. He didn’t encourage it, nor did he try to push him away. What was the point? The other boy must know by now that he wasn’t completely against it, and he didn’t have a fiancé anymore that he’d be cheating on. He could also feel light drops of rain start to fall on him where Akaya wasn’t covering him.
The rain got heavier and started to soak through his shirt, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he pressed himself closer to the other man, licking at his lips gently as he tried to deepen the kiss and protect him from the rain at the same time. Hiyoshi not pushing him away or yelling at him was all the encouragement he needed.
Without protest, at Akaya’s silent request, he opened his mouth slightly to let the other in. Still not participating, he shivered as he felt the other boys tongue move expertly over his own. His heart was beating faster and his breathing was turning heavy, the rain only making it all seem more surreal as he let a low noise escape from the back of his throat. Grabbing at the back of his hair and gently pulling him way he said almost against his lips, “Shouldn’t we get out of the rain?”
As he got pulled away he stared at Hiyoshi with slightly glazed eyes while he tried to calm his breathing and his faster heart beat, "Why?" he mumbled quietly and braced his weight on one arm so he could reach up and run a hand though the other mans hair to fix it's slightly mussed look, "It feels good."
He couldn’t help but keep the smile on his face, “We’re going to get sick if we stay out here.” He quickly leaned up and gently kissed the bridge of Kirihara’s nose teasingly, before turning beat red and making them both stand. “Besides, we both have class soon and we can’t go sopping wet.”
"I'm not going today," he mumbled and rubbed at his nose gently, it still throbbed lightly and too much pressure made it hurt, but the kiss had actually felt good, "But yeah...I guess we should go inside so you don't get sick," He had the immune system of low level god and almost never got sick so he wasn't particularly worried about it.
“Why aren’t you going to class today?” Hiyoshi asked curiously as he started to make his way back towards the campus and dorms. He could see other students running into buildings and under shelters to get out of the rain. He was already pretty soaked though so didn’t see much point to it.
"Don't want to," he laced his fingers behind his head and looked up with his eyes half closed, enjoying the feel of the rain on his skin, "I like to play video games when it's raining," he grinned happily and turned his attention back to Hiyoshi, "You wanna come play with me?"
“That’s no reason, and I do have to go to class whether I want to or not.” He held himself back from lecturing about being a good student. “But… it’s only an hour class, so I can… meet you after?” It came out awkwardly since we wasn’t used to inviting anyone but Choutarou out. “We can get something to eat, or I can bring something back…”
"Bring something back and we'll have a blast," He laughed and grinned happily, "I'll be in my room," He reached up and messed up Hiyoshi’s hair before running off toward the dorms, a new sprint in his step.
After Hiyoshi and Akaya had parted ways, Akaya had headed for his room, feeling like a big weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He hadn't slept well if at all since the night at the bar and now that the weight was gone he could feel the effects. As soon as he'd made it to his room, his exhausted body had collapsed onto his bed and he fell into a deep sleep with his door still cracked open.
Hour and a half later…
After finishing his class, Hiyoshi had gone to the nearest convenient store and picked up a few food items. Kirihara wasn’t a picky eater and he was getting it for free, so he better not complain. It was strange thinking that just this morning he thought he wouldn’t be seeing the brat anymore, and now he was on his way to his room with lunch.
He was still hesitant about this. He had finally accepted the fact that he liked the brat (for reasons he couldn’t fathom), and especially during their earlier encounter realized that it wasn’t something he wanted to stop. But the truth still held that he didn’t want to be caught in a one sided… anything again, so for now, he would just deal with whatever happened and try not to let himself get overly involved. If there was one thing he was good at, it was shoving his feelings aside.
By the time he arrived at Kirihara’s door, he was already almost soaked to the bone, again. It was really pouring outside. He knocked once and the door opened. Figuring it must not have been closed all the way, he peered in and saw Akaya asleep on his bed. What was he supposed to do now? He didn’t want to go back out into the rain, so he let himself in, the brat had done it to him enough times that he didn’t need to feel bad about it.
After putting all of his stuff down, he knelt down next to the bed and contemplated what to do next. The brat looked cute when he was out cold, certainly less annoying when he was so quiet, but… also less amusing. Bringing his hand up, he let it comb through Akaya’s still damp hair. “Akaya…” He gently tried to coax him awake. “Are you planning on sleeping for the rest of the afternoon, brat?”
"Hn...." Akaya rolled over with a little groan and nuzzled Hiyoshi’s hand. His hand patted the bed next to him and he mumbled, "nn...come back to bed....." he muttered tiredly.
Come back to bed? Almost jealous and definitely amused, Hiyoshi stared at his blissfully asleep brat, not noticing the slight grin that pulled at the corners of his own mouth. Continuing to pet his hair and bringing his face down right next to the other boys, he whispered, “Akaya… Who are you talking to? I hope I’m not intruding on anything.” He was tempted to toss him off the bed and watch his reaction, since he liked seeing Kirihara flustered, but managed to restrain himself. He’d already done enough damage to the boy for one week.
"Hmm....." Akaya smiled in his sleep and pulled the other man into a kiss. When he pulled away from the kiss he licked at his lips and smiled, "Mmm...tastes good..." He opened his eyes slowly and blinked them slowly, "Wakashi....hey...hmm...come back to bed..." He closed his eyes again and patted the bed again.
Hiyoshi made a surprised little sound at the unexpected kiss and then blushed hard at what Kirihara had said. He slowly got on the bed figuring it didn’t matter that his clothes were still wet since Akaya’s were, too. He arm lightly held him around the waist, while the other was still buried in his thick curly hair. “You know, if we stay like this, the food is going to get cold.”
"Hmm, food?" Akaya opened his eyes again and found himself staring straight into Hiyoshi’s, "You brought food?" he mumbled and kissed him again lightly, "What kinda food?"
Rolling his eyes he answered, “I told you I would. I brought Nikku-man and Pizza-man, and some Cha-han balls from the convenient store. Take your pick.” It was getting uncomfortable in his wet clothes, but he figured he would deal since he didn’t feel like going all the way back to his dorm to change again.
"Mmm....those sound good," he mumbled and sat up, running a hand through his hair with a yawn. He looked down, confused that he was still wearing all of his clothes, "Oh....I forgot to change..." he mumbled and then looked at Hiyoshi’s clothes that were a lot more wet than his own, "What were you doing out there? Swimming?" He snickered and got up to dig through one of his dresser drawers. He pulled out a pair of pants and a t-shirt and threw them at Hiyoshi, "Put those on."
“Felt like it,” Hiyoshi grumbled under his breath as he reluctantly got up from the bed and caught the clothes Akaya tossed at him. “Thanks.” They looked like they would fit alright so he went to a corner of the room and faced the wall to start changing.
Akaya chuckled and stared at Hiyoshi’s back as he changed, "You insecure about your looks or something?" He crossed his arms and leaned against the dresser, completely forgetting to get out some clothes for himself. It definitely wasn't a bad view.
Hiyoshi gave a soft snort. “No, I just happen to possess a trait called modesty. You might look into it.” After he finished pulling the dry pants on, shirt in hand, he turned around and looked at Kirihara with a raised eyebrow. “You planning on changing too, or do you enjoy walking around with damp clothes on?”
"I was just enjoying the scenery," He said with a grin then decided to go ahead and look through the dresser drawer. Finally finding a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt that he liked he pulled off his own shirt and pants without trying to hide it at all.
Trying hard to ignore Kirihara’s blatant display without embarrassing himself, he put on the shirt and then walked over to retrieve his bag of food. “I wasn’t sure which you’d want so I got both of what they had. Do you have a preference?” He sat on the floor and started taking out the contents.
Akaya laughed and pulled his shorts on over his boxers before pulling his shirt on and sitting down next to the other boy, "Niku-man is good," he grinned happily and held out his hand, waiting for the food.
Smirking he took out the niku-man and unwrapped it, but then held it out of Kirihara’s reach, “What do you say, brat?”
Akaya glared at him and tried to grab it, but missed and frowned, "Please," he mumbled quietly.
Hiyoshi ruffled Kirihara’s head with his free hand like you would a small child before handing the niku-man over. He then reached for his pizza-man and cha-han. Leaning back against the bed as a support, he quietly started to eat his lunch.
Akaya smiled again as soon as the food hit his hand and he immediately dug in, "This is great!" he said happily and watched Hiyoshi eat.
Akaya watching him while he ate was a little unsettling. “What’s so interesting? You can have some of mine if you want.” He broke off a piece of his pizza-man and held it out to him.
"Nothing," He said with a grin and took the little piece and popped it into his mouth, "Mm....the niku one is better." He took another bite of the niku-man and swallowed it before leaning over and kissing Hiyoshi and licking at the others lips. When he pulled away he grinned slyly, "See? It tastes better."
He wasn’t sure if he should be disgusted or amused. Instead he pulled Kirihara’s wrist that held the niku-man toward him and took a bite. “You’re right. I like the niku-man better.” He smirked as he lay back and started un-wrapping a cha-han ball.
Akaya looked down at the ball curiously and opened his mouth with a quiet "Ahhhhh" obviously waiting for Hiyoshi to feed him one of the balls.
Hiyoshi had to physically stop himself from laughing out loud. Akaya looked ridiculous sitting there with his mouth hanging open. “I think you have a problem with your jaw, brat. It doesn’t seem to be working.” He took another bite of his rice ball.
"Hey!" Akaya pouted and instead leaned forward and took a bite of the rice ball when Hiyoshi was about to take another bite, "It works just fine," he mumbled with a little grin and licked at a piece of rice that had stuck to his lip.
“You know I got you your own.” The brat was just too cute when he pouted like that. He handed him the other rice ball. “Although you owe me a bite of that now,” he added as he finished his own lunch.
"No way, it's all mine," he started munching on the rice ball happily. He loved to eat, especially with friends, "So you know what we should do? We should play some videos games."
Hiyoshi rolled his eyes at the suggestion. “Why should we do that? Do you have a Nintendo 64?” Kirihara already knew from their experience together at the game center that he didn’t play many games, and didn’t know any of the new systems.
"Yeah, but N64's are old, we could play gundam on the xbox or something," He said going over to his little tower of game consoles net to the tv. He had every console ever made and games to go with everyone. He looked back over his shoulder at Hiyoshi with a childish grin.
“You know I don’t know how to play any of those.” Still, he figured he’d indulge him since he had nothing better to do. He looked up at his large game collection, “Jeez, brat, you think you have enough games? It’s a wonder you have enough time for anything else.” He scooted over so he was in front of the TV. “Whatever you want is fine, but you’ll have to show me how to use the controller.”
"Well what do you know how to play?" He asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked up at all of the games.
He glared at him and crossed his arms over his chest. “Idiot, I just said I don’t know any of them. I’m not going to say it again.” He did not like it when someone shoved the fact that he didn’t know how to do something in his face. “I don’t care what we play.”
Rolling his eyes he ran his finger over the covers of the boxes and cartridges, "Fine, how about...." he paused on a cartridge and pulled it out, "This?" he held it up, displaying the, 'Super Nintendo Mario Kart' label, "This one okay?"
“Sure, we can try that… or I guess I can just watch you play something if you want.” Hiyoshi was irritated; he’d never seen that version before. He didn’t particularly mind watching others play; he used to watch Gakuto play when he got bored. Kirihara was fun to watch play things, since his facial expressions were entertaining to watch. "Why don't you show me something you enjoy playing?"
"If you're sure...." he mumbled and put the game back before looking at the shelves again. He paused over a case and popped a disk out, "This game is pretty awesome," He grinned and dropped it into the tray on the wii, "It's Resident Evil 4," he grinned and flopped down on his bed with the wiimote and an expectant look to Hiyoshi.
Hiyoshi smirked. “Resident Evil? Sounds like it suits you.” He didn’t care much what the game was. He wasn’t planning on watching the actual screen that much, anyway. He got up and sat on the bed next to Akaya who was holding a funny looking white plastic stick and was now looking at him as if he wanted something. “What?” He asked, as he leaned against the back wall.
"Shut up," he glared half-heartedly at the other man and then turned his attention back to the screen, ignoring Hiyoshi’s question, as he selected the game from the menu, "This game is great, it's about the t-virus, it makes people into Zombies oh and they have chainsaws and axes and stuff."
Sounded interesting enough, he had nothing against the blood and violence; even if it seemed a bit overkill at times. With his back against the wall, and from his position on the bed he had a great side view of Akaya’s face. As predicted, he got really into the game. Swinging the stick around like a lunatic and sometimes even jumping off the bed and then sitting back down. He wasn’t sure how that worked exactly, but figured he could ask later if he was still curious. He didn’t know how long he sat there for, but he was easily able to zone out and let his mind and body relax while he watched Akaya’s humorous display. The last few days had been hard on him, and with his brain finally shutting off he slowly started to doze off.
Akaya got to a save spot and set the controller down to roll and stretch his wrist. He looked over at Hiyoshi with a big grin, "See isn't it --" he dropped off and closed his mouth. Asleep, huh? The normal gruff expression was gone and for once was replaced with a peaceful one. It was cute. Before he realized it he was leaning forward and kissing him.
Mumbling incoherently in his sleep, Hiyoshi smiled softly when warmth encompassed him. Leaning hazily towards it, he made a little sound, halfway between a sigh and a groan.
Akaya smiled into the kiss when he felt Hiyoshi’s lips move under his own to form a smile. Sometimes he forgot it was possible for the mushroom-head to do that. Grudgingly though he pulled away and just watched the other sleep for a little while, he wasn't pervy enough to molest a guy while he was sleeping.
Half tempted to wake him up Akaya decided against it and instead pulled a blanket over the other man then laid his head in his lap. It didn't take long for his eyelids to get heavy and leave him to join Hiyoshi in sleep.
Few hrs later…
Hiyoshi’s upper body was cold and uncomfortable, his neck hurt from falling asleep sitting up with his head bent to the side. He looked down to see Akaya asleep on his lap and reasoned that’s why he had no feeling in his legs. Unfortunately, the brat was heavier then he looked and he didn’t have good leverage in his current sitting position, so with both arms around the other boy, he carefully tried to move Akaya’s head off his lap and scoot him towards the pillow at the end of the bed.
Akaya groaned and opened his eyes as he felt himself being moved, "Wakashi...." he whined and glared at the other man, "What are you doing?"
Looking down, he returned Akaya’s glare. “Making myself more comfortable.” Seeing that Akaya was at least somewhat awake, he stopped trying to move him and instead let his tired body collapse fully onto the bed. He could hear the rain still coming down hard outside from Akaya’s window and felt no inclination whatsoever to go back out into it. Taking the blanket that Akaya had placed over him earlier that must have fallen off, he turned towards the wall and ignored the other boy, intending to go back to sleep.
"Man...." He yawned and moved up to snuggle against Hiyoshi’s back, "Now I'm awake...." He grumbled and kissed the back of Hiyoshi’s neck.
“Your still half asleep, idiot, now get off me and go back to sleep.” He was tired. He wanted to take Akaya’s pillow and fall back asleep himself, damn it, not become his cuddle toy. Even if being Akaya’s cuddle toy felt kinda nice.
"'m not," he murmured and kissed the others neck again, "See? 'm wide awake," he smiled and tightened his arms around the others waist.
He was tempted to pout, but Hiyoshi didn’t pout. He just crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the wall, sulking. Sulking, he decided, was much manlier then pouting. He half-heartedly struggled in the other boy’s grasp, determined not to lose any more of his dignity for one day. “If you’re so awake, then go be awake somewhere else.”
"It's my bed," he said with a bit of a laugh, "I don't have to go anywhere," He licked the back of Hiyoshi’s neck and grinned from ear to ear, "and it's raining too hard for you to go anywhere."
Sighing and giving up on going back to sleep, Hiyoshi stopped struggling and just lay there for moment. Pressed against Akaya’s well muscled chest, and wrapped up in his arms, it felt ... nice. However, he wasn’t about to just lay there and let the brat do whatever he wanted. He didn’t want to hurt him since he was still painfully aware of the broken nose, but… “Quit it now, or I’ll…” He swiftly turned his body around in Akaya’s hold, pushing him underneath him in the process and held his hands above him.
"You'll what?" Akaya said silkily, not at all surprised that he had ended up in the other boys hold. He looked up at Hiyoshi with a sly smile and barely resisted the urge to roll his hips up against him. Kinky... he though in amusement.
Hiyoshi held back from rolling his eyes, but could not hold back a mirrored sly grin. “This.” and he began mercilessly tickling Akaya’s sides.
His eyes went wide with surprise before he started squirming around violently, laughing like a little kid, "S-s-stop! Ahaha! Waka-shi!! leggo!!"
“No.” He answered simply. “This is what happens when you deprive me of my sleep.” He was rather enjoying this, not having been in a tickle fight since before his older brother had moved out from their home. Getting to watch Akaya squirm was an added bonus. Laughing softly at the picture he made, he let go of Akaya’s hands and continued to attack both his sides.
Between gasps Akaya giggled out, "You suck!" and tried to squirm away as soon as his hands were released. Once he had the chance he started tickling Hiyoshi’s sides back.
Not expecting the sudden counter attack, Hiyoshi let out an undignified “ACK!” before losing his balance and falling onto his back, bringing Akaya on top of him. He couldn’t help the laughter that poured out from him as he tried to struggle out of Akaya’s grip while still tickling him back.. “A-ka-ya! Wa.-i-t! Ahaha...! En-ough!”
"No way!" He laughed along with Hiyoshi and continued tickling until his sides ached from laughing too hard. Finally he fell off to the side of the other boy and tried to calm his laughing, "I can't breathe--" he said between gasps and giggles.
Hiyoshi had been afraid he was going to pass out from lack of air before Kirihara finally stopped his assault. “Serves you right!” He gasped out between breaths, and then punched the other boy in the arm like he used to do to his brother, not enough to hurt, but enough to definitely feel it.
"Ow," Akaya whined between laughs and closed his eyes, "Jerk," he said with a giant grin and punched Hiyoshi back.
“Baby,” Hiyoshi countered back, punching his arm again, a little harder then the last time.
"Fungus," he copied him, hitting a bit harder than Hiyoshi had.
This meant war. “Chibi” He bit out with a large grin on his face before turning on his side. He went to grab Akaya’s arms, but only manages to get one, and attempted to put him in a hold.
"Loser," he grinned and managed to keep his other arm away from Hiyoshi. Using his better physical condition to his advantage he rolled them so he was lying over the other man again.
“Idiot” Grinning, he tried to roll them over again to gain the upper hand, but in the struggle didn’t notice how close they were to the edge of the bed and they fell off in a mess of limbs. Reacting quickly, Hiyoshi twisted so that he landed on the bottom. He was going to be really mad at himself if he let Akaya’s broken nose get hurt even worse because of him.
Akaya yelped as they rolled off the bed, "Ow..." he mumbled and looked down at Hiyoshi, "W-Wakashi you ok?" He climbed off of him and looked him over quickly.
“I’m fine.” He answered less then enthusiastically. He had let himself get too carried away. He looked over at Kirihara and asked with embarrassment, “You alright?”
"Yeah, I'm ok," he smiled again and started laughing quietly, "That was fun." He stood and held out a hand to help Hiyoshi up.
Glad to see that Akaya was fine, with only a slight hesitation, he took his offered hand to help him up off the floor. Despite his efforts to hold it back, his body let out a tired yawn, and he covered his mouth with the hand that wasn’t currently in Akaya’s own. He looked out the window and saw the rain was still coming down hard, but there was no helping it. “It’s getting late. I should be going.” He pointed out as he looked around the room to see where he had left his stuff.
"You can't go out in that rain," Akaya said, keeping a firm hold on Hiyoshi’s hand, "Just stay here tonight."
“I don’t know…” It’s not that he didn’t want to. The problem was that he did, maybe a little too much.
"If you go out in that you're going to get sick, and then I'll make fukubuchou come take care of you," He threatened, he'd been tended to by Sanada before, it had been an....interesting experience. He didn't know running laps could help fight off a cold.
He smirked at Akaya’s threat. “I’m not terribly afraid of your fukubuchou coming to take care of me. Besides, you really think I’m that much of a weakling to get sick walking for five minutes in the rain?” He spotted his stuff over by the TV.
"Yeah," he said with a little coy grin and refused to release the others hand, "Just stay with me tonight, come on, it's not gonna kill ya." He stepped between Hiyoshi and his stuff and looked at him with pleading puppy dog eyes that he'd spent years perfecting.
It was unfair… so unfair. He had been using all of his self restraint to not just give in and stay, but when the brat looked at him like that what else was he supposed to do? He looked down at their linked hands gave a worn out sigh. “Fine, brat, you win. I’ll stay, but only for tonight.” He knew this was just asking for trouble in the long run, but right now he couldn’t bring himself to care.
"Awesome!" Akaya grinned victoriously and pulled Hiyoshi into a quick kiss, "You ok with sleeping in just boxers?" He looked like a kid who'd just been told his best-est friend could stay the night.
What had he gotten himself into? He thought as Kirihara’s lips met his for the umpteenth time that day. Boxers? He hadn’t thought about that. “I can just wear the pants I have on.” They must have been older because they weren’t that uncomfortable. He went to go take his shirt off when he noticed… “Think you can let go of my hand now?”
"Oh, sorry," he mumbled and let go before pulling off his own shirt and pants, "You're really going to sleep in pants?" He looked the now shirtless Hiyoshi up and down, "You're crazy."
Hiyoshi rolled his eyes. “Whatever, brat.” But he did have a point. What would it hurt? At least he knew Akaya well enough now that he knew he wouldn’t try anything while he was asleep… well, he thought so anyway. Not used to changing in front of others, even in locker rooms he had kept to himself, he kept his face emotionless as he quickly took the pants off and asked Kirihara where he should put them before climbing into the bed near the wall.
"Wherever you find a place," he mumbled and waited for Hiyoshi to get into bed then turned off the lights and crawled in after him. He pulled the smaller man against him with a big grin and closed his eyes; glad the other had decided to stay.
"Akaya," Hisoka grumbled sleepily, blushing furiously as he was encompassed in a set of strong arms and pulled back against an equally strong chest. "Just wait a minute! I never said you could...." His protests teetered off. What was the point of arguing? He knew it wasn’t going to do him any good anyway. So instead he willed himself to relax, and let himself fall into the first good night’s sleep he’d had in a while.