Only Yours - Part One

[shatteredtenshi]

Title: Only Yours
Author: shatteredtenshi and kira_shadow
Rating: NC-17 (we mean it)
Genre: Drama, Romance
Fandom: JE
Pairing: Kitayama Hiromitsu x Fujigaya Taisuke
Warnings: Unbeta-ed...attempt to come up with something interesting...
Notes: Our newest collab, that's not long enough to be a multi-chapter, but is too long to post in one post...so yea, around 16000 words?
Summary: After all, waking up in an unfamiliar bed, unfamiliar room was never a good thing right?



Only Yours
By Shattered Tenshi and Kira Shadow

Part One

The moment Taisuke woke up, he knew there was something wrong. After all, waking up in an unfamiliar bed, unfamiliar room was never a good thing right? Ignoring the pulsing in his head, he let out a small groan as he sat up. Okay, so he was shirtless too, but at least his jeans were still on? He turned his head and when his gaze landed on the person in the bed with him, memories from the night before came flooding back.

Groaning again, Taisuke stumbled off the bed, glad that he didn't have to climb over the other, and somehow managed to make it into the washroom before tripping over anything. A few minutes later, he was hugging the toilet bowl, feeling pale and the inside of his mouth disgusting. The need to rinse his mouth was growing though so using most of his strength, he got up from the floor and rinsed, cleansed, whatever he needed to do to make himself feel better.

One look into the mirror though, Taisuke's hand immediately to the crook of his neck. Not good. What was...what was Hiro going to say when he sees this? Would it help to just tell his boyfriend the truth that they were drunk and did nothing, other than well, the other leaving these few obvious marks on him? Or should he lie and wait for the marks to fade? He had never been good at lying though...

When he heard sounds coming from outside of the bathroom though, Taisuke started to fret a little. He needed to grab his shirt! He didn't want the other to see this. Hopefully, the other didn't remember because he didn't want to cause his senpai even more trouble. Running out of the bathroom, Taisuke was glad to see that his shirt had been flung out into the hallway and not in the other's bedroom.

Quickly pulling it on, Taisuke decided he needed a glass of water before seeing the other, so he headed to the kitchen. He tugged on his shirt a little, hoping the marks were completely covered. When he heard footsteps from behind, he spun around. "T-Takizawa-kun."

Takizawa stopped at the sight of Taisuke and it looked the other was trying to remember what happened before it dawned on him. "Oh, Fujigaya." He padded into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water as well. Clearing his throat, he said, "Sorry for dragging you to drink with me last night." He eyed the younger one. "Are you okay?"

Taisuke quickly nodded his head, but frowned when the pulsing came back. "Just...a headache. I'll be fine." It wasn't like he had much choice last night anyways. Takizawa wouldn't let go of his arm and Taisuke could only watch his 'aniki' Tsubasa walk away. He couldn't deny his senpai's request to stay and drink with him. Perhaps, he was just a too obedient kouhai at times.

"Sorry you had to see that last night too," Takizawa added, running a hand through his hair.

Taisuke shook his head again, just lowering his eyes to drink his water. It had been a little weird going to dinner with the pair, feeling like a third wheel. Not to mention the tension in the air... He sighed inwardly. He supposed he ended up being used somehow...?

"I'll drive you back later," Takizawa said. "Don't refuse."

About to open his mouth, Taisuke blinked and just nodded mutely. At least, it doesn't seem like Takizawa remembered too much? "I'm...just going to use the bathroom." Again. But well, that was fine. Putting down his glass, he quickly hid into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. There was still the most important question.

How was he going to face Hiro? What was he going to tell the other?

Lately, to be honestly, they weren't as closed as before, choosing to go out with their other friends or group outings more than with just each other. Perhaps, there was the stress of work and university put together, especially with Hiro graduating, but he wasn't sure. Or was it they just reached that period of time where they needed some time away from each other for a bit? Sliding down against the door, Taisuke just curled up a little. He really wasn't sure.

He still loved Hiro though, that was for certain. He still can't imagine life without the other, but...

What was he going to do about this?

Hiromitsu wasn't feeling well and he was far from being in a good mood when he arrived to rehearsal. They'd backdanced for Takki and Tsubasa a few day ago and he had to pull an all-nighter to get some more studying for his exams done. On top of this, Dream Boys was starting in a few days and after that probably Enbujo...? He didn't know where to actually squeeze in some sleep in between work and university. That Myojo had put 'maybe graduating' as his status hadn't really helped his motivation much either.

Another reason for him to be rather cranky these days was the lack of his boyfriend. It was equally his as it was Taisuke's fault, so he wasn't complaining about that but he sure as hell complained about the fact that they just didn't have the time to see each other a lot anymore. Lately, it had been brief kisses or touches whenever they had the time during work. While at the concert, with all the photographers and cameras running around their senpai, they couldn't risk much and rehearsals were rather busy with work piling up and everyone - especially him - was too tired after that to do much else or he had to study.

So he'd had to refuse Takki's invitation to go out for a drink the day before and even had to break with his and Tottsu's ritual to go home together because he'd gone to a cram-school session to get more studying done (which he just couldn't do at home because his bed was there, calling him).

Right now all that kept him from nodding off while walking towards the gym was Tottsu talking to him. "Oh right and Taisuke was invited for a drink by Takki and Tsubasa after the last concert...a few others were there two but I heard they left with Tsubasa after a while..." the rest of the sentence was lost since they arrived at the changing room and the loud chatter more or less made any other attempt at conversation useless.

He split with Tottsu and walked over to his group. Almost everyone was already there, minus Senga who probably had gone ahead with some Butoukan stuff - seing that the other Butoukan members were also missing and because Nikaido was there. Those two would almost never arrive at practice by themselves and without the other. While he was getting ready, Yokoo commented how he looked like shit and Hiromitsu just uttered a "thanks I know..." back before he looked tiredly at his boyfriend next to the other.

"So...I guess you finally got what you wanted, na?" he was referring to Takki inviting Taisuke out for a drink but he was too tired to phrase it differently right now and he even made it sound a little more annoyed than he wanted to.

Little did he know that this would have a rather...unpleasantly big impact?

Taisuke tried not to feel nervous when Hiro walked into the room since he still haven't decided on what to do about what had happened with Takizawa a few days ago. Needless to say, he felt more than a little pulled, perhaps walking a tight string for the past few days. He wasn't sure if he needed to feel that worried, but he couldn't help it.

Giving Hiro a small smile when the other looked at him, the words that came from his boyfriend's mouth wasn't what he expected. What was Hiro talking about? Certainly Hiro didn't know anything about it, right? (If his mind was working well, he could probably guess what the other was referring, but well, his mind hadn't been working well since that day.)

"What do you mean, what I wanted?" Taisuke snapped before he could stop himself. What he wanted? He didn't want to cheat on Hiro! Not that was cheating. He didn't cheat on his boyfriend, but that wasn't what he wanted.

When Taisuke snapped at him, Hiromitsu was about to come up with a gentler reply but his eyes caught something on his boyfriend's neck...something which wouldn't have been visible had the other not stopped changing half-way to snap at him.

...that - albeit fading - hickey certainly wasn't from HIM...since he hadn't even had the time to properly TOUCH the other these days.

Something very dark and nasty welled up inside of him.

"...well, looks like you got even more than that...congratulations..." he changed in record time, grabbed his waterbottle and stalked off. There was no way he was going to stay there now...not with the lack of sleep and stress level and not...with that little piece of very unpleasant news. Hiromitsu needed a quiet corner to sleep in before the actual rehearsal started. It was probably the only reason why he was reasonably early today. They wouldn't start until the late-comers came in. And well if Senga was still busy, they wouldn't be able to start anyways.

Back by the group, Nikaido raised a fine eyebrow and leant over to see whatever had been in Kitayama's line of sight. "...dude...you didn't...?"

Blinking at Hiro's suddenly dark voice that was obviously filled with suppressed anger, Taisuke quickly paled, realizing what the other had noticed and most likely thought. "That's not-"

His words were cut off though when Hiro stood up, changed and walked away. "H-Hiro..." he called the other weakly, his voice shaking a little at the sight of Hiro being angry. "That's not..."

Taisuke dropped his head, not knowing what to do anymore. If he immediately chased after Hiro, that might only lead to a larger fight, considering Hiro might not listen to him. But if he didn't explain, would Hiro think that he was admitting it then?

Hearing Nikaido's voice, Taisuke immediately looked up and shook his head. "That's not it!" He covered his neck with a hand, trying to calm himself down. "I...I didn't betray Hiro...I didn't..." He bit on his lip and lowered his head again.

Nikaido looked at Taisuke, then at the retreating back of their leader and then at Yokoo as if asking 'Uh oh...what now?'

Hiromitsu huddled in a corner and tried to sleep but his mind was too restless now, which just served to frustrate him even more. There were too many feelings. Betrayal, hurt, anger just being the ones which seemed to be most prominent. Desperate, he tried to shove them aside and sleep and finally managed to do so, hoping that everything would be over once he woke up again, after a nap, which he knew would be too short. And he also knew that he'd probably wake up in a mood far worse than he was in now. The piled up emotions would be breaking through even more prominent...

The last thought he had was whether or not his bandmates would decide via a janken who got the unpleasant task of waking him up for rehearsal since they all knew that he'd be chewing off their heads. Probably Yokoo would volunteer since he was the most resistant against Hiromitsu's moods.

At the back of his mind - the rest was already falling asleep - he wondered why Taisuke wasn't denying it...why Taisuke had been so...so...almost unaffected?

Yokoo stared after Hiro's back for a little longer before sighing, crouching down beside Taisuke and throwing an arm around the other's shoulders. "Tell me what's wrong, Tai-chan. If you didn't do anything, what's with that...those...marks then? If you don't tell me what happened, I won't be able to help you and Hiro."

Taisuke took a moment before looking up, staring at Yokoo with glassy eyes. "I really didn't do anything that would make me betray Hiro...I didn't, Wataru..."

"Tell me then, Tai-chan. Tell me," Yokoo murmured, tightening his arm around Taisuke's shoulders. "I'm sure you don't want Hiro to stay mad at you right?"

Lowering his head, Taisuke mumbled, "It wasn't on purpose. We got drunk...and, I couldn't exactly push him off...then somehow, we just both fell asleep...but nothing else happened, Wataru!"

"Why didn't you run after Hiro and tell him that then?" Yokoo asked, trying to get Taisuke to lift his head.

"I...I didn't know what to do...I didn't want to get into a fight with Hiro before rehearsal starts...and what if Hiro won't listen? He probably hates me now..." Taisuke sniffled before turning his head to bury it against Yokoo's shoulder.

Yokoo sighed. "That's your problem, Tai-chan. You always think and worry too much..."

Once he woke up again - he actually did so on his own just when the call for them to start warming up came - Hiromitsu found himself back in a more than foul mood. They warmed up...went through some routines...He ignored Taisuke most of the time. As long and as much as he could.

He had promised the other back when they first got together to stop sleeping around because he knew the other would be hurt if he did. Hiromitsu had kept his word. It made what Taisuke did hurt even more than it would have under different circumstances. And Hiromitsu knew the other well enough to know that Taisuke wouldn't do something like this without...well...more behind it. It looked like this recent 'dent' in their relationship was bringing it to a fullblown end.

...maybe he should think about going out with somebody tonight and get some 'stress relief' too?

Taisuke had to try extremely hard to not mess up anything at all during rehearsal, considering how he just wanted to hide and cry. Hiro was ignoring him and that didn't help the situation. If he had actually tried to push Takizawa away harder, or even, was better at refusing his senpai at the beginning, this would have never happened, right? Despite what Yokoo had said to him, he was still almost convinced that Hiro now hated him. After all, he wasn't the type to sleep around, so Hiro must be convinced that he doesn't love him anymore right?

When a break was announced, Taisuke skated off towards the side and a hand grabbed his arm just before he skated right into the wall. "Tai-chan!" Taisuke looked up at Yokoo with glassy eyes yet again. Yokoo sighed. "Be careful, will you? Watch where you going and..." He pushed the other a little towards a certain direction. "Go talk to Hiro now. I don't care if you guys get in an argument, just stop acting like this..."

Squirming, Taisuke tried to get away, but Yokoo was just too firm about it that he soon found himself skating towards Hiro, still feeling like a nervous wreck, not wanting to hear from Hiro that he hated him. Biting down on his lip again, he tried to stop his heart from clenching or tears from forming before starting weakly, "H-Hiro..."

That didn't sound very good. So he tried again, with a little stronger voice, "Hiro...it's not what you think...I d-didn't..."

Totsuka had just kept him from snapping at some of the younger boys when he heard a voice behind him. Under normal circumstances, hearing Taisuke like that would have made his heart ache but (maybe also to his own surprise) he felt nothing.

"You didn't what? You didn't think I'd find out? I'd be hurt?" he snorted. "...I wish our relationship could have found a better end than this..." Inwardly, Hiromitsu knew he was overreacting. But his tired mind and even worse mood weren't really helping with rationality.

"No, Hiro, I didn't betr-" Taisuke stopped in the middle of his words. Better end? Hiro, Hiro was going to break up with him then? His mind immediately blanked out and all he knew was that Hiro wanted to break up with him. His heart clenched, and wouldn't stop clenching. Staring at Hiro's back, he clutched his shirt over his heart, wanting to stop the aching. He wasn't really succeeding though.

Hiro wanted to break up with him and it was all his fault. If he didn't go out with Takizawa and Tsubasa, if he didn't get drunk with Takizawa, if he was able to refuse his senpai... It was all his fault. Fingers tightening around the fabric, Taisuke tried to breathe properly. His eyes were growing damp, but the tears refused to fall. He had to stop Hiro from breaking up with him, right? His voice wouldn't work though. He couldn't speak.

Hiro, don't...I love you...don't...don't leave me...!

"...you'll have to tell me how to interpret the silence. Since I have the feeling that I lost the ability to understand you without words lately..." he sounded so bitter as he got out one of his textbooks and sat down at a table to brood over it, trying to cram all the information into his brain.

Had he actually looked at the other...maybe Hiromitsu would have noticed that something was off...but again, fate or whatever, wasn't so kind.

Just when he thought his heart couldn't hurt any more, Taisuke felt it ache again, the tears still forming in his eyes, refusing to fall. It just hurt, it just hurt so much that he couldn't breathe anymore.

Over another corner, Senga wanted to rush over to see if Taisuke was doing well, because even they could barely hear the conversation that was going on, there was obviously something wrong. However, Yokoo pulled him back and shook his head. They would just wait a little longer and see how things turn out. A relationship was between two people after all, and it wasn't something that others can step in to interfere so easily.

"H-Hiro..." Taisuke managed to choke out, gasping slightly trying to breathe more normally.

Almost breaking his pencil, Hiromitsu finally slammed it onto the table and snapped, "WHAT?" And turned around.

Flinching at Hiro's voice, Taisuke lost his own voice for a moment again. It was over between them then? Was there no way to turn this around? Hiro...Hiro wouldn't listen to him anymore, would he? "I...I'm sorry..." he gasped out before spinning around, skating away, despite how much his body was trembling and he felt like he was going to fall any minute.

Yokoo tightened his grip on Senga's arm and glared at the other members, daring them to move a single step. He was going to see how Hiro reacts first. If this continues, then they would really have to interfere.

Something twisted in his gut but he wasn't able to think properly. So he turned around and went back to read about how good management and working ethics helped Japan to bloom after WWII. At times like this, he really hated being an idol and a student at the same time. He couldn't wait for things to be over...if he didn't fuck it up that is.

...but maybe you just fucked up something else...

The moment he saw Hiro turning his back and didn't do anything, Yokoo let go of Senga's arm and the younger one immediately rushed to Taisuke's side. "Taisuke, are you alright?!" Senga exclaimed worriedly. He wanted to ask what Hiro had said, but the pale look on Taisuke's face stopped him. "You should think a rest..."

Yokoo considered going over to Hiro and punching the other, but he wanted to remain neutral and try to help Hiro and Taisuke properly. Gritting his teeth, he ran over to Taisuke instead, frowning at how unsteady the other seemed to be and carried the other before Taisuke could complain. "I'm taking you to a room to rest before rehearsal starts again," Yokoo said in a voice that didn't allow disagreement.

Taisuke just looked at Yokoo before burying his face in the crook of the other's neck, still clutching his shirt.

In the meantime, Kawai joined the rest of Kisumai and petted Senga's head. "Looks like your leader went onto the path of self-destruction every Johnny-boy graduating from university goes onto...if he's not exceptionally smart that is..." resting his elbow on Senga's shoulder, he looked at the rest. "According to Tottsu Kitamitsu hasn't slept properly for the last week...going to cram school and stuff after concerts were over even. He was about to kill Pain-kun just a few moments ago for bumping into him..."

Senga looked at Kawai with a worried expression. "What are we going to then? If Hiro is in such a bad mood, he won't listen to anyone of us. He ignored Taisuke-kun too..." He looked towards the doorway where Yokoo had carried Taisuke off to.

Tamamori sighed. "I personally don't think now is a good time to do anything. At least wait until rehearsal is over first..."

Miyata furrowed his eyebrows together before turning his head to side and muttering, "That's why I don't want to get in a relationship."

"Che, it's Taisuke's fault that this happened. If he didn't ch-"

"Nika-chan!" Senga exclaimed. "Don't blame Taisuke-kun for everything!" He bit his lip. "Taisuke-kun isn't like that...right?"

Nikaido looked at his own boyfriend and raised an eyebrow, "...well would you be happy when I suddenly turned up here one day with a hickey on my neck that you didn't make? ...not that you make many but...you know..."

"He's your leader...so I'm keeping myself out of that," Kawai commented.

"...coward...!"

Senga darted his eyes around. "N-no...I wouldn't be happy..." He then looked at Nikaido. "I would still make you tell me everything though! Hiro didn't even listen to Taisuke...what if there was something else to it?"

About to add something, Tamamori stopped when Miyata put an hand on his arm, muttering, "Here comes another bomb...this is not our day..."

"Huh?" Tamamori turned his head and his eyes widened at the sight of Takizawa entering the room. "Oh no..." Taisuke had never mentioned who it was, but it wasn't hard to guess considering they knew who Taisuke had out to drink with a couple of days ago.

Takizawa went over to Hiromitsu when he couldn't find who he was looking for. "Kitayama-kun, where's Fujigaya?"

...twitching, he actually managed not to snap at his senpai. "I have no idea."

"Oh...that's rare. I just wanted to return some things to him. I'll just leave them with you. Sorry about that...and...I'll see you two at Enbujo, ne?" and with that the man left the rehearsal room again, leaving behind even more problems...he wasn't aware of.

Hiromitsu looked at a set of clothes, just missing a pair of pants. How -interesting-.

Four, well, five of them if including Kawai, huddled a little closer when they noticed Takizawa approached Kitayama. "Hiro didn't snap," Tamamori commented, "but that might be even worse..."

Miyata had to snort. "Takizawa-kun sure knows how to pick when to show up. With clothes to return to? Great. Just great. That's why I don't want to be in a rel-"

Tamamori punched Miyata on the arm. "You're talking too much!"

"What are we going to do now then?" Senga looked at the older ones. When Taisuke and Yokoo come back, things are going to get worse if possible...

In an empty changing room, Yokoo placed Taisuke on to the couch and had to smile a little warily when the other didn't let go of him. "How are you feeling, Tai-chan?"

It took a few seconds but Taisuke whispered, "I...I can't breathe, W-Wataru..."

Understanding this was a psychological reaction, Yokoo just stroked Taisuke's back. "You'll be fine, Tai-chan. Just calm down and you'll be able to breathe..."

"I...H-Hiro..."

"Don't think right now," Yokoo murmured. "Just calm down and breathe..."

Yokoo wasn't sure how long it took, but he finally let out a sigh inwardly when he heard Taisuke's breathing even out, and the other wasn't clutch his shirt as hard now. "Are you feeling better, Tai-chan?"

Looking up at Yokoo, Taisuke bit down on his lip. He nodded his head, then shook his head. "I...I'm sorry, Wataru..."

"...don't apologize to me, Tai-chan. You don't have to."

Getting Taisuke to let go of his shirt, Yokoo covered Taisuke's eyes with his hand. "Get some rest, why don't you. You'll need the strength to finish rehearsal." He paused. "Or, I'll take the day off for you."

Taisuke shook his head slightly. "D-don't...W-Wataru..." he whispered. "I don't want to slow everyone down..." He pulled Yokoo's hand from his face. "I'll just take a rest..."

Yokoo sighed. "Alright...I'll wake you up when it's time..." He slid down a little more and just sat beside the couch on the floor, assuring Taisuke that he'll be right beside him.

Nikaido sighed and snuck out of the main room, in search of Yokoo and Taisuke. He found his two elders after while of searching and stepped into the room. "Yo, I know this is a bad moment to interrupt but Takizawa Hideaki-sama himself most probably just started a nuclear meltdown in the other room...which is going to blow up right into your faces once you're back..."

Yokoo frowned when Nikaido walked in and before he could stop the other from talking, it was too late and he could feel Taisuke stiffening in response to the news. Giving the younger one a glare, he quickly turned back towards Taisuke. "Tai-chan, don't you dare faint on me now, and breathe!"

Sitting up on the couch, Taisuke tried to do as Yokoo had told him to, trying his best to calm down and just breathe. How could he though? Takizawa showed up and if Nikaido said there was a nuclear meltdown, then that meant something happened with Hiro, right? There was no way he and Hiro will stay together now, right? A small whimper leaving his lips, Taisuke started to tremble. Was there no turning back now? He had made Hiro totally lose his trust in him.

"Tai-chan, snap out of it!" Yokoo grabbed Taisuke's shoulders and shook the other - though lightly because he didn't dare shaking Taisuke so hard when the other looked so fragile, about to break any second. "Stop it!"

Walking over, Nikaido did what first came to his mind as he wasn't half as 'sensitive' as Yokoo was, and slapped Taisuke. "Snap out of it, baka!" he sighed.

"I can't believe you're supposed to be the senpai here sometimes...Wataru, alright...but you and Kitamitsu are seriously acting worse than kids at the moment. I give you this, you picked colossal timing for this whole thing since our leader is self-destructing anyway but you know...I always thought you were the person who was able to deal with that best...next to Wataru just overpowering him that is. You know...if you REALLY didn't do anything then you should stand to it. But no, you're in here, clinging onto Wataru and doing nothing to help the situation...I can't believe someone who's so confident out there on stage and in front of the cameras can be such a wimp behind them. Of course we have our hard and soft sides but damn it, get a grip! Kitamitsu's not gonna DIE when you punch him in the face or something...maybe he'd even be thankful you knocked him out so he could get a few more hours of sleep." Nikaido sighed. "Can't believe he actually managed to drag his ass to study after the concerts..."

School and studying in general were Nikaido's arch nemeses after all...and he knew that their leader wasn't too fond of those things either. "And well...don't always blame yourself for EVERYTHING...Kitamitsu's being an arse...so he's as much at fault in this as you...but truth be told, I'm afraid to approach him right now since he's going to have my head most certainly..."

Yokoo managed to chuckle wryly after Nikaido's outburst. "I suppose that's a disadvantage that I'm so close to Tai-chan na, Nika? I can't seem to yell at him like that..." He patted Taisuke's cheek lightly where Nikaido had slapped him. "You heard that, Tai-chan? Nika is right. Stop blaming yourself for everything and don't be afraid to let Hiro hurt a little more if it helps him see the truth. You're too careful when you treat people sometime..."

Taisuke let out a small sob after Nikaido and Yokoo had both finished talking. "I-I'm sorry..."

"Don't apologize, Tai-chan. I already told you that. Just do what's right, okay? Just tell Hiro what happened. And if he doesn't listen, slap him. If he still doesn't listen, I'll help you slap him, okay?"

"And if that doesn't help, ask Senga to do it. He may be all 'iyadaa' about it but I tell you, when he slaps it HURTS..." Nikaido commented. Not that Senga had slapped him on purpose that time...but still...ouch.

"Oh btw...if you wonder why Takizawa came over...he brought...your clothes..."

"My...my clothes?" Taisuke paled a little more. There was no doubt what Hiro was thinking then, if Takizawa actually brought his clothes to return to him. He almost curled up again, but Yokoo stopped him from doing so.

"Come on, Tai-chan, you're going to talk to Hiro, right?" Yokoo tugged Taisuke up a little. "Let's go back to the rehearsal room..."

"You still have half an hour to get him back on track..." Nikaido commented.

Taisuke squirmed around a little before giving up and nodding his head slowly. He'll talk to Hiro and hopefully, they'll somehow manage to save their relationship? He didn't want to let Hiro go. At least, not over this, not so easily. Nikaido and Yokoo were both right. He knew he had to do something. That didn't stop him from feeling nervous though.

Being tugged back into the rehearsal - it was done quite easily since he had never taken off his skates - Yokoo and Nikaido both pushed towards the direction of Hiro. Giving the two another nervous look, he then skated towards Hiro.

Taking a deep breath - because he can't forget to breathe right this moment - Taisuke started, "H-Hiro...can we talk...?"

Grabbing the clothes, he shoved them into Taisuke's hands. "...I don't think there's any need to talk..." his voice sounded dangerously flat and devoid of emotion.

Only catching his clothes reflexively, Taisuke shook his head. "Hiro, listen to me! Nothing happened between me and Takizawa-kun...! I didn't betray you, Hiro!" His heart ached again at the tone of Hiro's voice, but he knew he couldn't stop like he did last time and let his emotions take over him. He had to make Hiro listen.

"That..." he pointed at the hickey and the clothes. "Doesn't look like 'nothing' to me..." Hiromitsu was only half looking up from the book he was reading still.

Throwing his clothes to the floor, Taisuke skated towards Hiro and grabbed the other's shirt, making Hiro look up to him. "Why won't you believe me, Hiro?!" He bit down on his lip. "Nothing happened! We were both drunk, and yes, Takizawa-kun might have been bit on me, but that was it! Nothing else happened!" He shook and lowered his gaze. "I...I'm still yours, Hiro..." he whispered.

"...how do you know that if you were drunk...? You're a pretty bad drunk, remember?" Hiromitsu looked back coldly.

Taisuke shook his head again, his hand trembling as he tightened his grip on Hiro's shirt. "No, I know nothing happened, Hiro...my jeans weren't even off. How can Takizawa-kun have touched me? I would remember something like that!" He took another deep breath. "I would never let someone else touch me, Hiro...only you..."

Not sure what to think anymore or whatever else to do, Hiromitsu just grabbed the other by the collar as well and yanked Taisuke forward, biting down on the patch of still slightly darkened skin on Taisuke's neck...hard. There was no gentleness in this action...but...

"Nhh...!" Taisuke let out a surprised and yelped when Hiro bit down on him. It hurt, but did it mean something? Did Hiro... "H-Hiro...?" he asked with a small whimper.

"Mine..." he growled darkly and sucked on the patch of skin more until it turned into a dark and very obvious bruise.

"U-un," Taisuke whimpered in agreement, his knees buckling a little. "Y-yours...yours only, Hiro..."

He looked up and gave Taisuke another dark look but this one was different from before. "Mine..." he whispered again and then turned away again to continue what he'd been doing before...but he looked a tiny bit more relaxed than before.

On the other side of the room, Kawai and the other members of Kisumai had watched the whole display. "Uwah, he's still alive...sasuga Taipi..."

A shiver running down his spine at Hiro's look, Taisuke just nodded his head. Blinking, he watched as Hiro turned back to his studying. Does that mean...Hiro forgave him? Did Hiro believe him that nothing happened then? Perhaps, he just felt a little confused. He didn't want to disturb the other though, knowing the other's studies were important. After thinking for a few seconds, instead, he just sat down beside Hiro's chair, half-leaning against the chair, half against Hiro's legs and just remained quiet, by Hiro's side.

Almost automatically, Hiromitsu's free hand went down and stroked Taisuke's head.

Nikaido raised an eyebrow, "...why am I thinking 'pet' right now?"

Miyata snorted. "You're not the only one."

Tamamori whacked both of them on the head. "Oh shut it, you guys."

Fluttering his eyes closed, Taisuke pushed his head a little upwards towards Hiro's touch before just relaxing. He had always liked it when Hiro stroked his hair...

He did in unconsciously. Threading his fingers into Taisuke's soft locks...or brushing them gently over the other's neck.

Taisuke just let out a small purr and enjoyed what Hiro was doing to him, a small smile grazing his face.

"That's it. Taisuke needs a new nickname. Should he be a wan-chan or a nyan-chan?" Nikaido declared.

"Nika-chan!" Senga shook his head. "We should stop watching them anyways...they seem fine..."

Miyata snorted yet again. "You never know..."

Wataru rolled his eyes. "Miyata, don't jinx the situation, alright?" He then smiled gently. "I'm sure they'll work it out either way."

"I still vote for Nyaa-suke knocking him out and getting Kitamitsu to sleep..." Nikaido muttered. "Itai!"

Senga, having just whacked his boyfriend, then proceeded to pull the other away, "Let's go dance."

After some time, Hiromitsu put the book away again and turned to look down at his boyfriend. For the time being, the dark feelings had withdrawn themselves to the back of his mind and all that was left on his face was a very, very tired smile. "You hungry? There's still ten minutes left of the lunch break..." he asked, stroking the other's neck, running a finger over the visibly darkening bruise.

Fluttering his eyes open to look up at Hiro, Taisuke shook his head. "Not too hungry..." he mumbled, rubbing his cheek slightly against Hiro's knee. He still wasn't sure if Hiro had forgiven him, but being able to talk to a much calmer Hiro was comforting and he didn't want to deal with their problems again just quite yet.

Nodding, he wasn't hungry either, the events had messed with his appetite, "Then I want some sleep..."

"You can sleep..." Taisuke murmured. "I'll wake you up when break is over ne..."

Wordlessly he just pulled Taisuke into the corner where he'd been sleeping earlier and fell asleep leaning against the other's shoulder.

Shifting around, Taisuke just made sure Hiro was leaning against him comfortably. He didn't speak or do anything and just sat there. His mind started to go back towards what had happened, wondering what would happen after rehearsal. He shook his head inwardly, not wanting to think about it too much. It would only make him more depressed.

Miyata frowned at the sight of the two in the corner. "I still say there's something wrong with them..."

Yokoo sighed. "Miyata, just stop it..."

Kawai frowned, "...we won't have rehearsal again for about two days, right? Since Hiro's gonna have his exam and the stage will not be up yet..."

"What do you want to say, Kawai-kun?" Tamamori asked.

"...saa..."

Rehearsal resumed without any further disturbances. Routines were still very much the same - the last Dream Boys hasn't been too long ago after all and after years and years the moves kinda get burned into your brain.

When everyone was let go for the day, Hiromitsu approached Taisuke and looked at the other, "You're coming home with me." And that was all he said before he went to get a short shower and get changed.

Taisuke had blinked at Hiro's words, but he didn't feel surprised. After all, he didn't expect Hiro to just let him go home after what happened. He just nodded his head and got ready to leave as well, taking a shower and getting changed himself as well.

He was ready to leave before Hiro was and while he was waiting for his boyfriend, Yokoo approached him. "Tai-chan, you and Hiro will be alright, right?"

Taisuke just gave the other a small smile. "Don't worry, Wataru," he said softly. "I...I don't want to let go of Hiro so easily..."

Yokoo smiled back. "Alright..."

"Well, you know where to get help if you need it, right?" Totsuka looked at Taisuke while shouldering his bag.

Nikaido snorted, "What do you think Kitamitsu will do? Kill Taisuke or something?"

Taisuke managed to giggle softly. "Hiro won't kill me..." No, his boyfriend won't kill him, but the other might still do something...

A few moments later, Hiromitsu emerged from the showers and grabbed his bag. "Alright...let's go...see you guys."

"Good luck, Kitamitsu!"

He gave them a wry smile, "I'll give my best."

Taisuke almost felt awkward once Hiro and he were alone. It wasn't a normal reaction, but he supposed it couldn't be helped after what had happened. They were silent as they made their way towards the train station.

And they remained silent for most of the ride. "...what do you want for dinner?" was the only thing Hiromitsu said somewhere along the way.

Taisuke shook his head. "Anything is fine with me. Hiro can choose..." he mumbled.

"...we'll go straight to my place then..." that was all...

Until the door fell shut behind them, once they had arrived at the apartment. When they had taken off their shoes and dropped their bags off in his room, he slammed Taisuke against his door and claimed the other's lips forcefully in a bruising kiss.

Taisuke's eyes widened for a moment, whimpering in surprise as he could feel a dull ache spread across his back. He didn't stop the other though - he had an idea what the other wanted to do - and wrapped his arms around Hiro, moaning into the kiss. He kissed back with as much passion as he could.

While they kissed, Hiromitsu grabbed Taisuke and then shoved the other onto his bed and then climbed on top of him. Their lips never once broke contact.

Hiro was being a little rough with him, but complaining didn't cross Taisuke's mind once. He just moaned into the kiss again and again, arching his back upwards towards Hiro.

"..so needy..." he ran a hand down Taisuke's body when their lips did seperate then. And then suddenly he was straddling the other and his hands were on Taisuke's neck, squeezing...but not too hard...yet?

"Only for you..." Taisuke murmured, forgetting his shyness because being shy just doesn't work in the situation. His eyes widened though when he felt Hiro's hands around his neck. The other wasn't pressing hard enough that he couldn't breathe, but still... "H-Hiro..." he whimpered softly, placing a hand on Hiro's wrist.

Hiromitsu was crying when he looked down at the other. "...I hate you for making me feel this way...for being the one person where I cannot stand it when other's touch you...I hate you because you wield so much power over me...I hate you because I love you so very much...and I hate you because I can't hate you even if I wanted to..." he half-choked and half-sobbed. Hands shaking, he squeezed a little more before letting go and just falling apart on top of the other, clutching Taisuke's shirt, tears soaking the very same.

Tears finally falling down for the first time today, Taisuke sobbed as well. "I'm sorry, Hiro...I'm sorry I let Takizawa-kun touch me, bite me, I'm sorry I tried to hide it from you, I'm sorry for hurting you and making you cry...I love you a lot too..." He almost wanted to tell the other to strangle him harder, just to forget all the pain, but Hiro had already collapsed on to him, and he could only wrap his arms around the other tightly, burying his face in the other's hair.

Hiromitsu's body shook when he was crying on top of the other. Stress mixed with everything else that had gone on lately was taking its toll on him. The day had been more than just an emotional rollercoaster ride.

"I'm sorry..." Taisuke whispered over and over again, tightening his hold around the other. He bit down on his lip, trying not to sob too much, just letting the tears roll down his cheeks quietly.

"...you...you know I...I love you, right?" Hiromitsu had a hard time speaking, his breathing was uneven. "How much I changed...for you...just for you..."

His voice breaking, Taisuke sobbed and nodded his head. "I know, I know, Hiro...I'm sorry..." He half-gasped out. "I love you too...I'm sorry for hurting you..."

"...you know how selfish I am..." he whispered, "...and you're who I'm most selfish about...you're mine!"

Perhaps, he would have blushed, but Taisuke could only sniffle as he nodded. "Un, yours, yours, I'm only yours, Hiro..."

He fell silent again and just started to undress Taisuke, attacking the other's skin with kisses, bites, licks...he was reclaiming what was his.

Taisuke just let out small moans as Hiro places kisses and bites on his body, arching his back slightly to encourage the other. It's been a while since they have done this, and now, all that was in his mind was to let Hiro take him and make him his again and again.

He left rather blatant and obvious marks, not caring about the upcoming stageplays. They had tons of make-up to cover those and he was sure that he'd be able to take the scolding (from Yokoo most probably). Tugging on the belly piercing with his teeth gently - although it was healed fully now, he knew it was still a sensitive spot - Hiromitsu gazed up at the other through his bangs, a dark, feral glint in his eyes. It was dark in the room so the slight red- and puffiness from crying was more or less invisible.

"A-ahh..." Taisuke let out a small whimper as Hiro pulled on his piercing. "H-Hiro..." he moaned. He stared back at the other with half-lidded eyes, feeling a shiver going down his spine. He tangled one hand into Hiro's hair, tugging on the strands slightly. Usually, he would have managed a small complain or so at the marks that Hiro was leaving, but now, that didn't matter anymore. He just wanted Hiro, Hiro, and only Hiro. That's all he thought about.

Somewhere on the other side of Tokyo, on a train...

"Ne, let's go shopping together tomorrow. You don't have classes anymore, right?"

"Nh? Eh? But...I'm going with Taisuke-ku-"

"I bet you 2000Yen that he'll call you to say sorry that he can't make it...because he can't walk..." Nikaido looked at his boyfriend.

Senga blushed furiously, "Nika-chan!!"

"So, where do you want to meet?"

"Mou!"

Pulling down Taisuke's pants, the next spot to be attacked was one of the other's hipbones. This bruise was of the darker kind again and would be glaringly reddish-purple on the pale skin. "He didn't touch you here, did he?" he whispered darkly and ran his hands over Taisuke's inner thigh...

Taisuke let out a small gasp and shook his head. "No, no, he didn't touch me there, Hiro..." He whimpered and tightened his fingers in the other's hair. "Only you, only you..." he cried out in a small voice.

"Good..." Taisuke's boxers followed his pants and then Hiromitsu worked on his own clothes. Then, after clawing at the other's chest one more time he put them into the 69 position and leant down, breathing on Taisuke's cock as he did so.

Letting out a half-gasp, half-squeak, Taisuke turned a dark shade of red when he suddenly faced with Hiro's member, but the shyness soon disappeared. He moaned softly, feeling Hiro breathing on his sensitive skin, so he did the same, puffing a few breaths on to the other's member.

"...let's stop playing..." he muttered and then ran his tongue up and down the sensitive, hardening flesh.

Making a small sound of agreement, Taisuke followed, licking Hiro's member a few times before placing a hand on Hiro's hips. He parted his lips and wrapped them around the tip of the other's erection, sucking slightly.

Having done the same, Hiromitsu just moaned around the other's cock in his mouth.

The vibrations from Hiro's moan going down his sensitive skin, Taisuke moaned as well, bucking his hips slightly as he took in more of Hiro's member, sucking a little harder. His fingers dug into Hiro's hipbone, making slight marks.

It was getting harder for him to keep himself upright but he continued...swirling his tongue around the other and grazing his teeth against the skin.

Taisuke moaned yet again, bucking his hips up once. He cried out Hiro's name, but with the other's member in his mouth, only muffled moans were heard.

They hadn't done something like this before but...shit...it was kinda hot...and it was shared pleasure.

Tilting his head, Taisuke pulled Hiro a little further down at the same time, letting himself swallow almost all of Hiro, as much as he could with his head pushing back against the pillow. He moaned, letting the vibrations go down Hiro's sensitive skin.

He moaned back in return. God...it was almost impossible to concentrate like this and Hiromitsu could already feel himself coming close.

The blood rushing downwards between his legs, Taisuke could feel his gut tightening already, the pool of heat growing and perhaps about to overflow. Not sure what he could do, he just kept on moaning, rolling his hips upwards slightly.

He made a small noise and pushed Taisuke down again. Choking right now wasn't what he wanted to do. One hand reached down to play with Taisuke's ballsac, kneading it gently. Hiromitsu knew the other was close...just like him.

If Taisuke hadn't been moaning enough, he certainly moaned a lot more when Hiro played with his sac. He was so close, so close...he sucked on Hiro hard, hoping to come together with his boyfriend.

He moaned louder - which was muffled by Taisuke's cock but he guessed that his boyfriend could tell that he was almost there. Hiromitsu squeezed gently...

With a small arch of his back, crying out around Hiro's member, Taisuke came into his boyfriend's mouth, digging his fingers into the other's skin.

The moment he tasted his boyfriend on his tongue, Hiromitsu went over the edge too, with a muffled grunt.

With their position, Taisuke had no choice but to take everything that Hiro had to offer and swallow it all, the bitter taste hitting the back of his throat.

Hiromitsu turned back around after he'd licked his boyfriend's cock clean again and then looked into Taisuke's half-lidded but still lust-filled eyes. "You're so fucking hot..." he whispered darkly. Nobody except for him had an idea about how much more sexy than on stage or in the pictures the other could look right here, in bed. His bed.

Leaning down, he crushed their lips together again, their tastes mixing.

Whimpering softly as Hiro licked him - he didn't do so much of that for the other - Taisuke just stared back at Hiro, taking in how his boyfriend looked. Since he wasn't one to say it aloud, he just complimented the other in his mind, deciding that Hiro looked very hot as well when he was being possessive like that.

Taisuke paused for a second when he tasted himself on Hiro's lips, but soon, was responding to the kiss eagerly.

They just kissed for a while, sloppily...passionately...eagerly... It had been far too long for both of them. Finally, Hiromitsu broke the kiss and the silence, "Tell me Taisuke..." He breathed the words very close to the others ear, licking a trail up Taisuke's neck. "What do you want? What do you want me to do?"

Shivering at Hiro's tongue on his skin, his voice beside his ear, Taisuke took a second to compose himself before whispering, "T-take me, Hiro...make me yours, yours only..." He turned his head to breathe back into Hiro's ear. "Fuck me, Hiro..."

A smirk curled the corner of his lips up, "You bet I will..." But before he got to that...he trailed more kisses down the other's neck.

Hiromitsu's cock had twitched slightly at the way Taisuke was talking to him. His boyfriend should definitely talk like that to him more often.

Tilting his head, Taisuke just let out small whimpers as he exposed more of his neck for Hiro, moaning the other's name softly.

"You'll be glad that you have tomorrow off..." he whispered and then made a grab for something on the nightstand. Even if he said this...it didn't mean he'd deliberately make it even more painful for the other. After all, Hiromitsu wasn't a completely careless and cold bastard.

The lust and desire totally clouding his mind, Taisuke just whimpered in response, his body squirming as Hiro pulled away for a short while. "H-Hiro..." he whined, curling his hand into the bedsheet below.

"Don't worry love...I'm still right here..." he pressed a cold and slick finger into his boyfriend. "I'm not going anywhere."

Letting out a shuddery breath, Taisuke almost immediately pressed down on Hiro's finger, despite feeling the slight pain from the intrusion.

God it had been too long...Taisuke felt so tight...but despite that he soon added a second finger and stretched the other again.

Feeling a second finger entering him, Taisuke just tightened his grip on the bedsheets below while at the same time, tried to relax himself a little more.

A third finger went in and then, when Hiromitsu deemed the other prepared enough, pulled them all out. Crawling over his boyfriend again he asked, "Ready?" But he didn't wait for an answer and just pushed in with one smooth, hard thrust.

About to answer, Taisuke instead just let out a silent scream as Hiro pushed right into him. He was being stretched and it hurt but he only wrapped his arms around the other tighter, moaning Hiro's name.

Putting one hand left and right to Taisuke's face after lifting the other's legs up a bit, Hiromitsu started to move, not waiting for any adjustments or for the other to get used to the intrusion. The pace was fast from the start.

"A-ahh...H-Hiro...Hiro!" The other was slamming into him hard, but Taisuke didn't care. He just wanted to feel Hiro more. Gripping Hiro's shoulders, he started to rock his hips back despite the pain that was still there. He knew it was going to fade away soon, and all that would be left was pleasure.

Hiromitsu just grunted in response. Then, he pulled out completely and made the other turn around and get on all fours, then he pushed in all the way again, deeper this time. This wasn't about being gentle...this wasn't about being slow and sensual...this was just for the sake of feeling.

Crying out again when Hiro slammed into him from behind, Taisuke lost his balance on his arms and just pressed his face and upper half of his chest against the bed, pushing his hips upwards. He still was still moaning loudly, moaning the other's name.

Taisuke, Taisuke, Taisuke...that was all that was on his mind right now and Hiromitsu reached around the other to take a hold of Taisuke's re-awakened member, jerking him off in time with his still not too gentle thrusts, as he 'fucked Taisuke into the mattress'.

"Hiro, Hiro, HiroHiroHiro...!" Calling out the other's name like a mantra, Taisuke just kept on rocking his hips back against the other now that the pain had totally faded away. The blood in him was rushing again and the way how Hiro was slamming deep into him with each thrust just made the pool of heat within him grow and grow. Soon, words left him and he could moan, making sounds to show his pleasure.

He could almost get off only by hearing the sounds Taisuke was making...almost. Pressing against Taisuke back, he moved a little faster still.

Even his knees were buckling now and he could barely keep himself up. Taisuke could almost feel himself coming again for the second time as he turned his head to bury his face into the pillow which muffled all the sounds he was making.

That's when Hiromitsu pulled out again and turned Taisuke back around and then made the other straddle his lap. "Let me hear you, Taisuke...let me hear what I do to you..." and then he impaled Taisuke on himself. A groan fell from his lips as he held onto the other's hips.

"A-ahh...!" Taisuke threw his head back the moment Hiro made him impale on the other's member. Listening to his request, he continued to make all sorts of sounds as he rolled his hips, pushing himself deeper on to Hiro's member. "H-Hiro...!" he moaned, digging his fingers into the other's shoulders.

He hissed slightly at the pain but it added to the pleasure he was feeling. "Yes, Taisuke?" he breathed, followed by a moan.

Looking down at Hiro with teary eyes - he wasn't sure the tears were for what reason - Taisuke gasped out, "I...I love you, H-Hiro...!" He never stopped moving his hips and bending down, he pressed his lips against Hiro's lips hard.

Choosing to answer by kissing back instead of words, Hiromitsu did just that. When Taisuke moved down on him again, he moaned loudly into the kiss.

Pressing himself as close to Hiro as he can, Taisuke just moaned into the kiss as well, pushing his tongue into Hiro's mouth to find his tongue, deepening their kiss even more.

Due to the fact that breathing was a little hard, the kiss soon turned sloppy and messy but Hiromitsu frankly didn't give a damn about that.

Feeling Taisuke's wall tighten slightly around himself, he knew that they'd reach the end soon.

Breaking the kiss, Taisuke cried out with pleasure when a shift of his hips caused Hiro to thrust hard right on to his prostate. With another cry, he came all over himself and Hiro. His head dropping down as he reached his climax, he bit on Hiro's shoulder, creating his own mark on his boyfriend.

Half-yelping, half-screaming, Hiromitsu followed suit when his boyfriend clenched down on him, pressing, milking. Somewhere in his mind, he felt how Taisuke's teeth broke skin but there was no real pain as he fell over, pressing Taisuke back onto the bed. Laying there, he tried to regain his breath and more or less coherent thought.

Lying on the bed, Taisuke barely felt Hiro's weight on him as he tried to regain his breath, recovering from the strong orgasm he experienced. His mind was still hazy and all he could do was focus on evening out his breathing.

Somewhere along the way, Hiromitsu pulled out of his boyfriend and rolled off a bit. At least the lower part of his body slid down from Taisuke. His arms and head still stayed on the other's chest as his breathing slowly went back to normal.

Once he was breathing more normally again and he was aware of his surroundings once more, Taisuke just buried his nose into Hiro's hair, breathing in the other's scent and nuzzling slightly.

Hiromitsu fought the blackness that was tugging on his vision. Considering the last few days, it wasn't surprising he felt like passing out. Another thing was that neither him nor Taisuke had eaten anything since the early afternoon probably...and they'd had rehearsal and...well sex. But he couldn't pass out just yet.

"Hiro..." Taisuke mumbled, pressing closer to his boyfriend. Not wanting to apologize again - he wasn't sure if Hiro wanted to hear it - he just continued to murmur, "I love you..."

"...I know...I love you too..." Hiromitsu muttered back. "...and that way too much for my own good..."

Tightening his arms around the other, Taisuke continued to bury his nose in Hiro's hair. "...would we be able to live without each other, Hiro...?" He had tried imagining, but the idea had hurt so much... He probably loved Hiro too much for his own good too.

He didn't even need to think. "No." The answer was plain and simple. It wouldn't be possible, right? They needed each other too much.

Taisuke managed a small smile at Hiro's reply. "Good," he mumbled. "That's what I thought...I can't live without Hiro..."

"Mh..." he pulled Taisuke closer. "Very good." Hiromitsu muttered and closed his eyes for a few moments until he pushed himself up a little bit. "...I'll be right back, alright? Don't worry..." he kissed Taisuke softly and then rose from the bed, walking over to the bathroom after grabbing a pair of shorts.

A few minutes later he returned, carrying several things. First a bowl of water and a washcloth and towel and then a tray with some food. Kneeling down, he went about cleaning his boyfriend's body again. He knew that Taisuke wouldn't feel like standing up anytime soon and he didn't want to leave the other all sticky.

Once that was done, he sat back down on the bed, pulling the blanket up a little and rested his back against the headboard and wall, pulling Taisuke up to lean against him in a half-sitting half-lying position before starting to feed the other with the onigiri he had brought. "I brought something sweet for you, too..." he knew Taisuke liked to finish a meal with something sweet, always. "Your favorite kind of pocky." He didn't know why but he'd always get some of those whenever he went shopping or whenever he told his mother what to get if she wanted to go grocery shopping.

Taisuke didn't whine when Hiro left the bed since the other had reassured him, and well, his boyfriend had been caring like this before, so he knew what the other was going to do. When Hiro came back and started to clean him, he just laid there and mumbled his thanks.

When Hiro pulled him up, Taisuke just snuggled a little closer. Smiling shyly, he nodded his head. "Thank you..." he mumbled again, feeling warm at how thoughtful Hiro was. It wasn't until he started to eat that he realized he was quite hungry.

Once they had finished the rather simple onigiri Hiromitsu had made in a matter of about 10 minutes, he cleaned his fingers before opening the package of pocky. Grinning, he poked Taisuke's cheek with the stick. Then, with a softer and tired look in his eyes, he mumbled, "Wish me luck for the exam...?"

Taisuke giggled slightly when Hiro poked him with the treat. Turning his head, he caught the biscuit stick between his teeth and took a small bite. He smiled and replied, "Of course, Hiro..." He turned up and pressed a kiss on Hiro's cheek. "You'll definitely pass."

Smiling, Hiromitsu commented, "Well if my personal good-luck charm says so..."

Taisuke giggled again and just took another bite of the pocky stick, licking his lips happily.

"We'll go and celebrate once that's all out of the way, I promise," to make up for all the lost time, anger, stress and pain they'd accumulated over it. Hiromitsu sighed contently and started to nibble on a pocky stick as well.

"Un." Taisuke nodded his head and buried his face against Hiro's chest for a moment before continuing on nibbling on his pocky again. "I'll look forward to it..."

"Ne...I'll probably have to leave while you're still sleeping tomorrow...I'll leave the spare key with you, since Kaa-san won't be here. You know your way around...go home whenever you feel up to it...or stay if you like. I'll be back right after the exam is over," Hiromitsu ran his fingers through Taisuke's hair again.

"Un, okay..." Finishing his stick, Taisuke wrapped both his arms back around Hiro and just snuggled closer to his boyfriend, purring a little.

"...my big cat..." Hiromitsu chuckled and then slid down further so that Taisuke was lying on top of him. "Mind if I sleep soon?"

"Kitten sounds better..." Taisuke mumbled, shifting around as well while Hiro slid down. He shook his head. "Sleep...you'll need it..."

"What, you want me to call you KITY?" he stuck out his tunge and shifted a little to get more comfy. "Mh...I set an alarm but you know that you're welcome to stay in bed when it rings...tho...I guess if -I- don't get up and you're awake please poke me."

"...no." Taisuke stuck his own tongue back out, wrinkling his nose. He then giggled. "Un, don't worry...I'll make you'll wake up on time ne~"

Yawning, Hiromitsu closed his eyes then, "Oyasumi..."

"Oyasumi..."

Taisuke didn't fall asleep immediately though. Once he was sure Hiro was asleep, he just laid his chin on the other's chest and watched the other sleep. Trialing a hand down Hiro's cheek, he just smiled softly. He was so happy that they didn't really break up over...he wasn't sure what to call it. He should message Takizawa and tell him that he would like to go out with him again, but just never alone again. Maybe he should also message his 'aniki' Tsubasa and ask him if he's talking to Takizawa again. If they're communicating again, at least the chances of Takizawa dragging him for drinks would be lowered.

After a while, he finally rested his head on Hiro's chest and fell asleep.

Part Two