Of bratty demons and mushroom heads

CHAPTER 12

White Day. Akaya had been waiting for this day for a month. He wanted this day to be special to make up for what had happened on Valentine’s Day, so he'd worked really hard on his boyfriend’s gift. Soon would be the moment of truth.

He paced in Hiyoshi’s room, the wrapped gift sitting on the desk constantly reminding him of what day it was. He had never been this nervous before, though he'd never had anyone he had to impress before. It used to be that if it didn't work out he could just shrug and continue on, but now... Now he couldn't even think about doing that.

Akaya paused in his pacing to stare at the door for a moment. "Where is he?" he mumbled. Hiyoshi had been gone, probably training, all day. But normally he was back by 8. As the big hand clicked into position at twelve, he frowned, 9 o'clock and still no sign of him. Maybe there was an accident? He checked his phone; nothing. Maybe there was an accident and he was too hurt to call? What if he was dead?! No, no, no, no! He couldn't think like that. Maybe he should call the police?

It had been one of those days. The one’s where Hiyoshi regretted getting out of bed or even opening his eyes. Akaya hadn’t stayed over the previous night, which wasn’t that odd considering it had been a Friday night and he probably went out with friends or something. He had gotten up at the crack of dawn to go for his morning run before heading over to the fraternity. The tournament was coming up soon and there was still a lot to do. If he just had to prepare himself, it wouldn’t have been nearly as time consuming; however, he had volunteered his help at the fraternity. In a way, this was good training for him as well. He had no idea how much organization and paperwork had to be done to host one small martial arts tournament.

The problem had set in when he realized it was White Day. What should have only taken a few hours, ended up taking the whole damn day; interruptions left and right by excuses of planned dates and gift giving. It was very annoying. At one point he wondered if he should try to do something for his own boyfriend… but quickly discarded the thought. Akaya would probably just laugh at him, and as An had pointed out oh so sardonically the other day, he didn’t have a single romantic bone in his body. It would have been nice to spend some of the day with him, but because of the constant breaks, he didn’t manage to get out of the building till almost an hour later than usual. Damn it! He hadn’t even had time to do any actual training today. With a frustrated glare aimed at a few of the other members who were still there, he announced that he was leaving.

Every time he heard footsteps outside the door Akaya’s ears perked up like a dog waiting for his master, but every time the steps would fade down the hall and there would be a distant clicking of a door, his heart would drop. He couldn't take much more of this.

Finally giving up on waiting, Akaya slipped on his shoes and headed out the door. He had to find Hiyoshi and make sure he was alright. He'd made it half way down the hallway before he realized he'd forgotten the present and had to run back. Leaping down the stairs at an almost running speed, he miraculously made it to the bottom without incident. He flung open the door of the dorm only to run into his boyfriend, quite literally.

With a disgruntled expression and arms crossed over his chest, Hiyoshi walked from the fraternity back to his dorm, trying to ignore all the blatant affection going on around him. If he was lucky, Akaya would already be in his room, as he usually was almost every other night when he got back. If not, he had every intention of calling him and finding out where he was. He sighed in relief when his dorm came into view.

He was only a few steps away from the main entrance when a certain seaweed-headed figure came barging out and right into him. Not having much time to react, his arms instantly came around the other body to steady them both before they could fall down onto hard cement. “Jeez, brat. Where are you in such a hurry to get to?”

Akaya’s face was a mix of emotions. First he smiled when he realized who he'd just run into but then it changed to a look of panic as he checked the present. When he determined it was ok, he let out a little sigh of relief then frowned at Hiyoshi. "Where have you been, idiot! I was wor---" he cut himself off when he realized what he had been about to say and blushed a bit before handing the present to his boyfriend with what he hoped was a cool 'whatever' kind of look. "Here..." he mumbled.

“I was working at the fraternity.” Hiyoshi replied simply. Now that he was home, there was no need to go into his frustrating day with Akaya. All he wanted to do was go inside and have a relaxing evening with his boyfriend. Maybe even go to their park if the other wanted.

He hadn’t noticed the plainly wrapped bag until Akaya handed it to him. He raised an eyebrow in question. “What’s this? Did you receive it from someone today?”

"No, stupid," Akaya said with a frown and rubbed the back of his neck, toying absently with the curls. "It's for you... from me..." He mumbled and looked away, feeling like one of those nervous blushing girls that had come up to him on Valentine’s Day. "Just open it."

After he heard the first few words, Hiyoshi stood frozen to the spot, his eyes a bit wide and his mouth hanging slightly open with a shocked expression. He was both physically and mentally unable to move from the spot where he was still holding the bag in front of Akaya. An internal monologue starting in his head blocking out everything else that might have been going on around him. ‘Is he serious? A White Day gift… He’s giving this to me? He looks really cute like that. Maybe I should have done something after all… Maybe this is a joke. Why does he look so embarrassed? Are there people looking? What is it? Maybe I should open it…’ Of course, opening it would require moving, which was something he seemed unable to achieve at the moment.

Akaya raised an eyebrow as Hiyoshi went rigid and didn't say anything, "Wakashi?" he asked curiously, waving a hand in front of the others zoned out face. Ok... that was weird.

Sanada walked toward the entrance of the dorm with long steady strides. He was almost back to safety, away from the creepy romantic atmosphere, when a mass of black curly hair and a light brown bowl cut caught his attention. What were those two doing? He walked over slowly, making sure he wasn't interrupting. "Akaya?" he said curiously and looked to Hiyoshi, "What's wrong with him?"

His fukubuchou’s voice caught him off guard but it wasn't unwelcome. "I dunno, I gave him his present and he just kinda stopped moving..." he mumbled and poked Hiyoshi in the forehead lightly.

"Hn..." Sanada noticed they were starting to draw attention to themselves and frowned. They needed to relocate, but what were they supposed to do if Hiyoshi was down for the count?

"I didn't break him, did I?" Akaya asked, looking almost panicked.

Sanada let out a deep sigh before plucking the gift out of Hiyoshi’s hand and handing it back to Akaya. "Hold that." he said firmly before bending and slinging Hiyoshi over his shoulder and heading inside.

His gift was gone. That thought broke Hiyoshi out of his stupor and he thought his body would finally start to respond again when he felt himself being picked up. What the hell?! When did Sanada-san get here? “Hey! Put me down!” He kicked his legs a few times for emphasis. This was mortifying! He went for his other option. “Akaya! Tell him to put me down!”

"Err... Fukubuchou... I think you can put him down now..." Akaya said with a little laugh.

Sanada paused and looked at his kohai and the struggling boy on his shoulder. "Hnn..." He set the mushroom headed boy down so he would stop whining and took his leave silently.

"Heh heh, sorry. You kinda zoned out for a while. We didn’t know what to do," Akaya laughed a little and held out the gift again. "Should we try this again?"

That had been one of the most humiliating things that had ever happened to him! After he was properly on his feet again, Hiyoshi glared at Sanada’s retreating back before turning his glare on Akaya. It didn’t keep though as Akaya presented the gift to him again. He eyes immediately softened as he reached for it. After it was securely in his possession again, he grabbed Akaya’s hand and dragged him towards the privacy of his room as quickly as possible, away from prying eyes.

‘How could anyone think Hiyoshi was boring?’ Akaya pondered as he was dragged along, grinning like a madman. He came to the conclusion that they had just never seen this side of the man, but he was fine with that. This side could be just for him. He liked that idea a lot.

Once they were both safely in the room, Hiyoshi let go of Akaya’s hand and closed the door. He glanced from Akaya’s pleased face to the gift a few times with a light blush. “I didn’t get you anything...” He trailed off guiltily.

Akaya’s smile didn't even falter. "That's ok," he said happily and glanced to the present. "Well, aren't you going to open it?" he asked teasingly and waited with bated breath, making sure to hide how nervous he was. Inui had been really nice and helpful and had assured him the cookies tasted great, but he couldn't help but be nervous. He'd never done anything like this for anyone before.

With a small nod and trying to keep a straight face, Hiyoshi sheepishly unwrapped his gift. It was a simple box that contained about a dozen cookies in it, homemade by the looks of it. Hiyoshi wasn’t sure what to say. He could feel a lump forming in his throat. There were many girls who had given him cookies before, both homemade and expensively bought. Choutarou had made him cookies before, but those had always been bittersweet. Knowing his feelings weren’t returned. This was the first time they had actually come from someone whom he cared about… and who cared for him in the same way. “Did… did you make these?”

Akaya’s smile twitched for a moment. Did Hiyoshi not like homemade cookies? Did he even like cookies at all? Maybe he should have asked first. Hesitantly, he nodded. "Yeah... Inui-san taught me how..."

Everything seemed to go in slow motion as Hiyoshi brought one of the cookies to his mouth and took a bite. Chocolate Chip, nothing fancy. Plain, but good. They could have tasted like dirt and Hiyoshi still would have been silently thrilled. He eyes met Akaya’s and the corners of his mouth turned up to form a small happy grin. Who knew that one little gesture like this could make him feel this good? “They’re good. Thank you.”

Akaya let out the breath he wasn't aware he'd been holding as the knot in his chest loosened. "Really?" he asked, his smile growing as Hiyoshi’s formed, "You really like them?"

Seeing Akaya’s expression, Hiyoshi’s own smile widened and couldn’t help teasing. “Well, they aren’t the worlds finest.” He pulled Akaya against him in a one armed hug. “…But they’re the best I’ve ever had.” He knew it was cheesy, but honestly, the whole situation was, so he just went with it. He pulled back and kissed him once softly on the lips before holding a cookie out to him, “Do you want one?”

Akaya shook his head with a little smile on his face. He had eaten far too many cookies over the week, trying to get them just right. "Nah," he was honestly happier than he had been in well... ever, probably. He stole another quick kiss, his grin never leaving his face, "but... I'll take some more kisses," he teased quietly.

With a small chuckle, Hiyoshi put the bag of cookies down and pulled Akaya closer to him, both arms going around his brat’s waist. He lightly kissed his forehead, quickly followed by a kiss on the nose, and then placed a few more feather light kisses on his cheeks and chin, everywhere but on his lips. “There. Is that all you want?”

Akaya was waiting with great anticipation for the kiss on the lips to finally come, but when it didn't, he stuck out his lower lip in a pout. "Not fair," he frowned and fixed his well practiced pouty eyes on Hiyoshi, silently begging him for what he wanted.

Hiyoshi only smiled wider at the other boy’s pout, although still incredibly cute, his brat would have to find a new trick to get what he wanted. “I’m sorry, what was that?” He raised an eyebrow at him mockingly, “I don’t believe you ever specified exactly where you wanted to be kissed.” He leaned down and placed small light kisses down Akaya’s neck.

Akaya shivered under the teasing kisses and wrapped his arms around Hiyoshi. "My lips first, then everywhere else," he said, finally unable to keep the smile off his face any longer.

“So demanding… You really need to work on your manners.” Hiyoshi drawled out rather smugly. It was so rare that he had the upper hand when dealing with his brat. He was quite understandably reluctant to relinquish it now. Straightening himself, he leaned forward toward the other’s lips, his breath ghosting over them but not actually touching. “You wanna try asking a bit nicer, Akaya?”

Groaning in frustration, Akaya bit his lip. "Wakashi...." he whined and finally sighed in frustration and swallowed his pride, "Please?" He asked as politely as he could, moving his hands to Hiyoshi’s chest to grip at his shirt.

At the small utterance, Hiyoshi didn’t even try to hold back anymore. His lips came down on Akaya’s hotly and dominating. As always, Akaya’s body against his was warm and wonderful. He had been so busy lately… It had to have been at least a week since they last kissed like this. He hadn’t realized how much he’d been starving for him.

Akaya let out a moan immediately and, using his grip on Hiyoshi’s shirt, tugged him forward until Akaya was pushed up against the wall. He kissed back with everything he had. He wanted Hiyoshi to understand that he really did care for him, even if his cookies weren't the greatest. He'd missed this.

If his mouth hadn’t already been wholly occupied, Hiyoshi would have smirked. Now that they were against the wall, he could press himself even harder against the other boy and enjoy all the little sensations and noises he both felt and heard. His hands moved over Akaya’s chest and abs and even strayed to his waist to tease at skin, but not venturing any further. Akaya’s kisses were addicting and he felt the familiar shivers running up his spine as he shuddered against him. After a few minutes, he felt the need to continue on with the other half of Akaya’s request and began his assault on Akaya’s ears and neck, however, this time, not so gently.

Hiyoshi’s hands left his skin burning and his body aching for more. "Nnn..." He tilted his head back, making a quiet thud as it connected with the wall, and bared his neck to his boyfriend obediently. A blush spread from his cheeks down to his neck as each little nip and kiss sent fire racing through him that all seemed to pool is his gut. The attack on his neck was definitely going to leave marks, but he didn't mind at all. In fact he wanted them; because they were from Hiyoshi and in his mind they were a mark of ownership.

Hiyoshi worked his way back up to Akaya’s lips again, nibbling a bit before possessively consuming them again. One of his hands came up to gently knead at the base of Akaya’s neck while the other rested securely on his hip. With a great deal of self-control, he put a stop to their heavy make-out session by having to mentally and forcefully pull himself away from the other boy. With slightly glazed eyes, still looking lustfully at Akaya, he said between breathes. “I think it’s time for a break.”

Akaya was in heaven. Every little touch was earning a quiet moan from him and he couldn't wait to continue--and then it all stopped. He looked at Hiyoshi with pleading, lust filled eyes that also held a hint of confusion. "EH? A break?! Why?" He asked quickly and tried to figure out what he'd done wrong.

Hiyoshi chuckled softly at Akaya’s confused expression and continued to massage at the back of neck. “I haven’t spent any time with you, except for sleeping, in over a week. Before things go too far and we both crash, I want to spend a little time with you awake.” Despite how other people might be in relationships, Hiyoshi actually enjoyed spending time with his boyfriend outside of bed.

Akaya groaned and slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor. "Why couldn't you have said that earlier?" he reached to his crotch and adjusted his pants, trying to relieve some of the pressure on his rather painful erection. "Man..." he scratched the back of his head and tried to calm his racing heart down. "So what did you want to do then?"

Hiyoshi felt uncertain now. Maybe he shouldn’t have assumed that Akaya wouldn’t mind just spending time with him before… whatever was going to happen. “Sorry, it’s not my fault you’re so tempting, and you surprised me with that gift.” He was in a painful situation as well, but he could deal with it. He sat down, and pulled Akaya to him, trying not to let his feelings of dejection show. Akaya had gotten him a gift for White Day; maybe he was being selfish. “Forget I said anything…” He leaned over to kiss the other boy again, trying to coax him into where they had been before.

Well that was new; Hiyoshi was admitting that Akaya was tempting? He could definitely get used to that. When his boyfriend kissed him again, it was his turn to pull away. "Come on, you want to just spend some time together right?" He said and smiled at him. "We can do whatever you want. Wanna go for a walk around the lake?" What kind of boyfriend would he be if he denied his lover what he wanted on white day?

“I’m trying to do whatever you want, brat.” Hiyoshi said while rolling his eyes. He shouldn’t have broken the mood in the first place. It was enough to know that Akaya was willing to stop for him. With a small smile to his accommodating boyfriend and mental nod to himself, he decided what he would do for him. Already half on his lap, it wasn’t hard for Hiyoshi to maneuver himself the rest of the way till he was straddling him. “How about we both get what we want?”

He would never understand his boyfriend, Akaya decided. As Hiyoshi moved into his lap he rested his hands on the other man’s hips and looked at him, trying to decipher what it was that he actually wanted. Though he was definitely not going to complain about both of them getting what they wanted. "You think you can stay awake after?" he asked quietly. He knew he could, experience had proven that time and time again, but whether Hiyoshi had that kind of stamina was yet to be seen. Either way, he didn't know how well he could walk at that moment.

“Brat. Who said anything about me?” He used his leg strength around Akaya’s thighs and his arm cradling Akaya’s head to turn them so that Akaya was lying on the floor. He moved one hand quickly to grab both of Akaya’s, while the other moved down to cup where he could see a very apparent bulge in his pants. By the looks of it, it had been a cruel thing to ask him to stop. “I don’t know if I could right now, but I know you can.”

Well that was a surprising change in events. He tried to pull his wrists away from Hiyoshi’s grip but failed. Damn his boyfriend was strong. When he felt the burn of fingers on his trapped erection he moaned and looked at Hiyoshi pleadingly. "Nn... Then what about you?" He knew he wasn't the only one who was turned on by their little session earlier.

“I’ll live. I’m the repressed one who’s used to this, remember?” Hiyoshi joked before leaning down to kiss him, using the distraction to focus on Akaya’s pants, undoing the button and pulling down the zipper. “Besides,” he said against his lips. “I’m sure you’ll make it up to me later.” He then began unbuttoning Akaya’s shirt, tugging at the fabric.

He had a point. He let Hiyoshi undress him (not that he really had a choice, he just liked to think he did) and once his boyfriend went to pull down his pants, he lifted his hips and used one foot to expertly tug the pants down and off, then did the same to his boxers. You learned interesting tricks when you spent a couple nights handcuffed to a bedpost.

This was the moment Hiyoshi had been agonizing over. ‘Yes, I’m really going to do this.’ he kept telling himself. With most of Akaya’s clothing gone (in a bit of an odd fashion) he moved his fingers over his lover's length, needing a moment to prepare and relax. Trailing his lips down Akaya’s chest, he made it all the way to Akaya’s stomach before finally letting go of Akaya’s hands. He looked back up at Akaya questioning, "I…" He gulped, looking to the side a bit. "If it's… bad… I'll stop, but I’ll try…" Hiyoshi knew he must look like a tomato by now, but he wanted so badly to satisfy his boyfriend.

He wasn't actually going to... He was. Akaya smiled and ran a hand through Hiyoshi’s hair as he propped himself up on one elbow. "You don't have to push yourself," he said softly and sighed inaudibly, "Though if you really want to... just don't bite. I'll let you know before I come."

“Idiot… Are you trying to embarrass me? Do you really think I would do something I didn’t want to?” Taking a deep breath first, Hiyoshi finally brought his lips down; breathe ghosts over hot flesh for a moment before he experimentally brought his tongue out to taste. ‘Well, it’s not as bad as I thought it would be...’ was the first thought that entered his mind. Encouraged by the fingers in his hair, and losing some of his shyness, he began his exploration to see what Akaya responded to and get used to the new texture and sensation.

As Hiyoshi started exploring, Akaya couldn't help but groan quietly. It had been so long since anyone had gone down on him. He'd forgotten how good it felt. He watched his boyfriend carefully, taking in every little expression that crossed the other’s face.

Feeling a bit more emboldened by Akaya’s response, Hiyoshi finally wrapped his lips around the long shaft, his eyes serious as he concentrated on keeping his teeth out of the way. Not sure what to do with his tongue, he let it glide over flesh as his head slid over Akaya. He couldn’t take much of him in at once without gagging, so instead covered the neglected flesh with his fingers.

Akaya smiled at the serious focused look on Hiyoshi’s face. He looked so determined to do everything right, it was cute. He decided not to repress his noises of pleasure because it looked like his boyfriend needed to hear them. "Nnn... Wakashi..." he purred happily, impressed that his lover knew to take care of the stuff he couldn't take in his mouth with his hand.

Hiyoshi looked up at Akaya when he heard him say his name like that and had to pull almost all the way back while repressing a smile, he’d have to work on that. While he was there, he hesitantly licked at the head where he tasted that same saltiness from the last time Akaya and he had been together in a similar position. He had been right in his earlier assessment; it tasted better coming directly from Akaya. After a minute, he went down on him again, this time having learned to relax his throat and managed to take in a bit more. As he gained confidence, he finally managed to set something of a rhythm.

Akaya groaned and let his head fall back as he focused all of his energy into not bucking into Hiyoshi’s warm mouth. It was so tempting though. He'd had this done to him so many times, but none of them had ever felt this good. He couldn't understand it. Hiyoshi was inexperienced and wasn't even doing much, no fancy tongue tricks, no deep throating, nothing. But it was dissolving him into a moaning pile of goo. Maybe it had to do with the fluttering the other caused in his chest?

It was such a strange feeling, but Akaya’s moans sent little tremors through him and made his own desire tighten. He couldn't help a low, faint moan, that vibrated around him as he experimented with sucking and trying to get even more reactions out of him. He didn’t think he’d ever be able to enjoy doing this to the extent Akaya seemed to, preferring being able to kiss him and talk to him while feeling him in his hand, but he was willing to make some sacrifices every once in a while.

Akaya felt the tug in his gut and realized he'd been pushed this far already. It had raced up on him and he gave a little gentle tug at Hiyoshi hair. "Wakashi, s-stop, I'm gonna come," he said with a little whimper, he was so close.

Hiyoshi was beginning to tire, his jaw starting to feel a bit sore when he heard and felt Akaya’s warning. For a split second he considered staying but instantly decided against it, knowing that he would probably gag and it would be less than the ideal situation for either of them. He could tell just by his boyfriend’s breathing how close he was. He withdrew, but not before giving one last lick and suck at the head on his way back. Smiling, he leaned against Akaya’s body, wrapping his hand around the now neglected erection and squeezed as he wrapped his other arm around his waist, covering Akaya’s chest with biting, teasing kisses.

Akaya whimpered again as his whole body went rigid and his vision faded to white. "Aah!" He cried out loudly as he arched up against his boyfriend. He clutched at Hiyoshi’s shoulders and rode out wave over wave of pleasure.

As Hiyoshi felt the trembling in his boyfriend’s body start to subside, he continued to gently stroke the flesh in his hand. He couldn’t help the pleased smile that donned on his own face. Akaya looked so enticing like this; his eyes glazed over in pleasure, the cute little satisfied smile. He could definitely feel the strain below his belt, but ignored it in favor of watching his brat. The satisfaction he was already feeling outweighing his own need at the moment. He began running his clean hand through the dark curls and started to lean in for a kiss, but then changed his mind since he could still taste the saltiness in his mouth.

Akaya smiled up at his boyfriend happily and pulled Hiyoshi in for a kiss, even though his boyfriend hesitated. He didn't care about the taste; in fact he rather enjoyed it. It mixed well with Hiyoshi’s own taste. He loved it.

Hiyoshi let the kiss linger for a few minutes, enjoying the moment, before gently pulling away to get a towel in order to clean them both up. “I think we need a shower.” he chuckled after looking at the mess on both their stomachs. “But this will have to do for now.”

"After we go for a walk or whatever you wanna do," Akaya replied with a still dazed expression, sitting up on shaking arms. "And when we take a shower," he smirked and ran his fingers lightly over the bulge between his boyfriend’s legs, "I'll take care of this."

Hiyoshi’s breath hitched and his throat threatened to let noise escape at the light touch, but he managed to hold it in and quickly removed Akaya’s hand. “Don’t do that brat, or we’ll never make it out.” Taking a few deep breaths, he stood before offering a hand down to Akaya to help him up as well. “Let’s just take a walk around the lake for a little while,” the cold air outside sounded really good right then “then come back.” That part sounded good, too.

"Heh heh, alright, alright, I'll wait," Akaya took the offered hand and pulled himself to his feet. He was still a little shaky, but was stable enough to find and tug on his pants, deciding to forego the boxers. They would just be in the way later.

Hiyoshi checked himself in the mirror, as well as looked over Akaya once to make sure there were no noticeable signs of what they had just been doing. Picking up the cookies that Akaya had given him earlier, he placed them in a safer spot on his desk where they wouldn’t get damaged on accident. “Let’s go.” He held out his hand for Akaya to take with a shy smile on his face.