Crush~
Title: Crush
Author: felicity_fic /roobes83
Pairing: Sakuraiba, tiny bit of Ohmiya
Rating: R
Genre: HIGH SCHOOL AU with some smut
Summary: Aiba has a giant crush on his popular, handsome Sempai Sho, drama ensues?
A.N.: The reason why i got this fic idea was kind of ridiculous, but it was so much fun to write! I hope you enjoy it! <3
Btw, 'Dame' means No good, and 'futari wa baka da ne' means you two are stupid.
Aiba groaned, he hated school. He hated classes, always feeling like the odd one out-never knowing the answers, being labelled the class ‘baka’. It wasn’t fair. Another reason why he hated school was because everyday he was constantly faced with the object of his affection. And the object of his affection? Sho Sakurai. The brainy, intelligent but amazingly handsome and popular Sho. That Sho. Who Aiba had no chance of ever telling how he felt about him. There was no chance that someone so unattainable would suddenly fall in love with Aiba. But Aiba felt like he couldn’t leave things as they were, it was becoming more and more difficult having to see and work with Sho everyday.
All these thoughts swirled around in Aiba’s head as he stumbled into class and took his seat. Class hadn’t started yet, so general noise and chatter filled the classroom. A slender spiky haired boy sidled up to Aiba, and happened to be one of Aiba’s mainly closest friends Ohno.
‘Morning.’ Aiba smiled.
‘Did you do your homework?’ Ohno bit his lip nervously.
‘I ran out of time to do it in.’ Aiba felt he didn’t need to mention that it was because he had been rather distracted having some alone time thinking about Sho.
‘Me neither. I kept getting distracted, Nino kept sending me text messages and they were so…forward.’ Ohno blushed.
‘At least you have someone to text you dirty messages.’ Aiba sighed.
Aiba looked over to stare at Nino who was currently pelting chalk at Jun who shrieked at him for getting chalk all over his nails. Aiba was going to mention what it was exactly that made Nino attractive in Ohno’s eyes when sensei walked in.
‘Right, did you all do your homework?’
Sho walked up to hand in his work, which was always perfectly on time. Sensei smiled ‘as I should have expected Sho.’
Jun gave in his work next. ‘Thank you Jun, but why did you feel the need to hand it in on pink paper?’ Sensei looked down at the work somewhat puzzled.
‘But it matched my coloured pens!’ Jun pouted. Teacher just shook his head and thought best not to ask anymore.
Sensei walked over to where Aiba and Ohno were sitting nervously. ‘And you two? Where is your homework?’
‘Um, we forgot it…’ Aiba mumbled sheepishly.
Sensei banged his fist on the desk, ‘DAME, every week you forget your homework, it’s no good!’
‘futari wa baka da na!’ Sensei pressed his hand to his forehead in exasperation.
Returning to his desk, sensei noticed Jun painting his nails. ‘Jun, what have I told you before, no nail polish in the classroom!’
‘But my nails will look ugly if I don’t paint them!’ Jun pouted.
Sensei sighed grabbing Jun’s worryingly large nail polish collection. ‘I’m confiscating these.’
Jun burst into tears.
‘Right, let’s move on.’
*
Aiba sat not listening to a word that sensei was saying. He was too preoccupied with writing Sho’s name and then drawing hearts around them in his notebook.
‘Aiba?’
Writing ‘Sho~Ch~’
‘AIBA!’ Sensei banged his fist on the desk again making Aiba jerk his head up suddenly.
‘I asked what is the capital of England?’
Aiba looked at Sensei sheepishly, ‘America?’ The whole class erupted into laughter.
Sensei sighed and went to sit back down in his chair, as he did so a loud farting sound emanated from it causing Nino to burst into hysterical laughter.
‘Right, who did this’ Sensei glared at the whole class while holding up a fart cushion.
‘It was Nino.’ Jun smirked.
‘Why are you blaming me?’ Nino tried to look as innocent as possible yet that didn’t fool sensei.
His eyes narrowed. ‘Out, now.’
Nino feigned shock, ‘you can’t just kick me out!’
‘Yes I can, and I will, get outside now!’ Sensei pointed to the door.
Nino sighed, getting up, kicking his chair aside and walked outside. On his way out Aiba had thought he’d seen Nino wink at Ohno, but he couldn’t be sure.
*
As Aiba walked to his next class, he could hear a number of unusual sounds coming from around the corner, he peered round only to be confronted with Nino looking like he was attacking or suffocating somebody. Only Aiba then realised he what he had mistook for attacking and suffocating was in fact rough making out and that somebody was Ohno. Ohno’s hands were tangled in Nino’s hair and all Aiba could make out really was a load of flailing limbs while their mouths worked against one another’s.
Aiba walked on thinking. It wasn’t fair. How come Nino was able to get who he wanted so easily and Aiba wasn’t? Maybe Aiba should be more like Nino. Maybe he should come up with some devious and mischievous way to get into Sho’s pants.
Aiba then stared at his timetable groaning. Gym class.
Gym class was torture-especially in the changing rooms. Aiba tried not to stare at Sho but he just couldn’t help it. His bare muscular torso, which was all sweaty after gym class made Aiba very hot and bothered indeed. It didn’t help that everytime Sho spoke to him; Aiba went all red and turned into a flustered babbling wreck.
Aiba scanned the crowds at break, trying to single out Sho, it didn’t take long to find him, to Aiba he kind of stood out from the crowd.
Aiba walked up to Sho who was sitting on a bench looking effortlessly cool, Aiba didn’t know how he did it, how could Sho make sitting on a bench look so sexy.
Aiba coughed nervously making Sho turn round surprised.
‘Sho-sempai, I-I was wondering if you could help me with something. My Kanji is really bad, I’ve never got to grips with it really. I was wondering, if you don’t mind that is, if you could help me out with my Kanji, when you’re free, if you’re not busy that is, it’s entirely up to you, I mean you can tell me if you don’t want to.’ Aiba babbled and realised he had gone bright red.
Sho smiled. ‘Of course I’ll help you Aiba-I can meet you in our free period, in the classroom?’
‘Thank you.’ Aiba breathed.
‘No problem-Ja ne!’ Sho waved, walking off.
Aiba smiled to himself and skipped off to science class like a ditzy schoolgirl.
*
Aiba was sat in the empty classroom with Sho, getting him to copy out Kanji after Kanji.
‘So copy it like this…Here, I’ll write it for you.’ Sho took the paper from Aiba to write down the Kanji.
‘I appreciate this by the way’ Aiba said staring at Sho.
‘It’s no problem.’
‘No, really.’ Sho looked up at Aiba’s face and seeing the slightly mischievous yet deadly serious look in his eyes made Sho laugh nervously.
Sho coughed. ‘Ok, so copy this Kanji.’
Aiba started copying only to be interrupted.
‘No not like that, like this! Let me show you.’ Sho placed his hand on top of Aiba’s guiding Aiba’s hand slowly down the page.
Kanji was the thing furthest from Aiba’s mind now; it felt good to have Sho’s hand on his. Aiba found himself staring not at the paper but at Sho’s face.
Feeling his gaze Sho turned to gaze back at Aiba.
Sho turned red feeling Aiba inch closer to him, but Aiba didn’t break his gaze.
‘um, Aiba I-…’
‘Sho, what’s the kanji for I want you?’ Aiba purred.
‘A-Aiba, there is no such Kanji-’
Aiba’s hand gripped Sho’s shoulder.
‘Stop being so logical about everything Sho…Kiss me.’ Aiba whispered leaning in closer.
This time Sho didn’t try and move away, he readily let Aiba pull him into an embrace, kissing him softly.
Then, Aiba was running his hands through Sho’s hair, their mouths pressed together working hungrily against each other- Aiba his hips rocking against Sho’s. Sho gasped at the sensation, holding Aiba tightly.
Aiba’s tongue traced a line down Sho’s neck, then he proceeded to leave a trail of soft yet hungry kisses down his smooth neck.
It was all Aiba could do to not tear Sho’s shirt, ripping it off. Once off, Aiba deftly traced patterns on the torso that he had dreamed of touching with this hand. Then leaning down, Aiba slowly suckled at Sho’s right nipple, his tongue rubbing it. Sho closed his eyes succumbing to the sensations that Aiba was making him feel.
Next, Aiba was slowly, teasingly, kissing and licking his way down Sho’s stomach resting at his hips.
Aiba stared up at Sho questioningly.
‘Get those trousers off Aiba.’
Aiba grinned. ‘Yes, sempai’ tugging Sho’s trousers off with enthusiasm.
Aiba straddled Sho on the desk, both their legs tangled up together. Aiba slowly thrust into Sho taking pleasure in Sho’s cries and gasps. Sho pulled Aiba in close for another deep kiss, his tongue licking at Aiba’s lower lip then nipping playfully at it, all while Aiba’s hips continued to roll and thrust into Sho’s.
Aiba pressed Sho closer to him as his pace quickened and their rhythm became faster, Aiba threw his head back, gripping Sho’s hips to steady himself as he thrust faster into Sho making him cry out.
Sho stiffened and jerked as he came, both crying out, panting for breath, waiting for the waves of pleasure to subside.
And with that, Aiba collapsed onto Sho, snuggling up to him. Sho wrapped his arms around Aiba hugging him tightly.
Aiba smiled to himself, happy that what he had almost always been hoping for had come true, he felt safe, warm and secure in Sho’s arms and Aiba hoped it would always be this way.
Sudden footsteps approaching jerked them out of their moment.
Aiba stared panicked in the direction of the footsteps. ‘What’s that?’
Sho looked up at the clock. ‘Shit! The next class is coming!’ Sho looked around flustered, grabbing his clothes. ‘What do we do?’
Aiba pulled Sho’s hand towards the cupboard. ‘Let’s hide in here.’
Squatting in the small dark cupboard Sho sighed. ‘Oh great, we’ll have to stay in here till the class finishes. I never thought that I’d be spending my afternoon in a dark cupboard in the classroom, naked with a younger classmate.’
‘Meeting me is a whole new experience isn’t it?’ Aiba giggled. He could sense Sho smiling in the dark.
Sho laughed. ‘It really is.’