No Rest for Exams

Title:
NO REST FOR EXAMS
Author:
Samurai Champloo (c) Geneon.
Summary:
Don't ask where the idea for this came from ^_^U It was partially wrote in an old notebook, so I
decided to resurrect it. Mostly wanted to use the characters in another setting, until episode #16
aired...and it took on a life of it’s own.
Rating:
R - Yaoi, Lemon, Shonen-ai, Language, Violence, Solo.
Pairing(s):
Mugen/Jin, OC/OC, Hinted OC/OC/Mugen/Jin
Characters:
Usual SC cast, plus a few OC's. AU/OOC.
Author's Notes:
So, prepare for mass AU/OOC after this point, but sweet, sweet Mugen/Jin action...Enjoy!
Disclaimer:
...I think we all know I don't own any of the characters...except the ones I made up, whom I love
dearly. *pets Yana and Shishi, waves to rest of cast*
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NO REST FOR EXAMS
CHAPTER TWELVE - CLEAN LAUNDRY AND A DIRTY SHOWER

“A real bed! With sheets that don’t smell like urine!” The redhead flopped down on the bed.

The large fluffy beds awaited them. The entire room done in a champagne color.

“That was most of our cash...” Yana sat on the bed as well, bouncing a little.

“Eh, it was worth it.” Mugen dropped the assorted bags the group had. “Whatcha think babe?” He
turned to Jin, who was looking around.

“It is very much an improvement.” He spoke, letting his fingers trace the large desk and lamp.
“But are you sure they cannot trace us?”

“Don’t sweat it, I used a fake name. I promise, we’re safe here.” Mugen smiled in his usual cocky
way.
//At least I hope so.//

“I call the shower first.” Yana stood.

“You bitch, you take forever!” Shigure sprang up, clutching a pillow in shock.

“You should have called it first.” The blonde continued his way to the adjacent room.

“Jerk.” The redhead pouted, laying back down.

“Oi, there are robes in here, maybe we could wash our clothes?”

Mugen walked to the bathroom. “Gimme, I’ll find out.”

Yana shuffled around a while before handing over the white material and his clothes.

“Just don’t disappear with them.”

“Whatever, like we wanna see your hairy ass legs.” Mugen gathered Shigure’s clothes as well.
“Wanna come with me?” Mugen looked at Jin, who nodded.

“Sure.”

- - - - -

“Most of these places have some kinda washer somewhere.” The tan one looked around, the place
looked deserted. The night air was sharp and cold.

Jin crossed his arms, rubbing the bare flesh. “It is like a maze...”

“Eh, always stick to the right; these places are all the same anyway.”

Jin looked down, smiling slightly. “You seem to know a lot about hotels.”

Mugen only panicked for a nano-second. “Yeah, I spent a lot of time there...”

“In hotels?”

“Yep...”

“But why? Did you travel a lot?” Jin stepped up his pace, walking beside him.

“Not really.”

“But-”

“Just drop it...” Mugen snapped.

Jin furrowed his brows, clutching his shirt tighter. “O...kay.”

Mugen mentally slapped himself.
//Not again.//
“Look, I found it.” He changed the subject, pointing to a door labeled ‘Laundromat’.

The two entered the empty room, there was a washer and dryer. As well as two vending
machines. Mugen looked carefully at the white metal washer. “Looks like you need a key...” He
balanced the pile of clothes on his knee, rummaging for the room key. On the ring was another
unfamiliar key. “Guess this is it.” Tan fingers turned the golden object, making the dials on the
machine usable. “Cool...here.” He looked at Jin, who was in thought, looking miles away.

“Huh?”

“Use this and get some soap outta the machine...” He held out a few dollar bills.
//I’m sorry I barked at you.//

“Yeah.” Jin sighed, taking the money and moving across the room.
//What is he hiding from me?//
As he held the money out, Jin blinked, realizing he had never used a vending machine before.
//Crap...//
Awkwardly he stared at the glass, clutching the money nervously.

Mugen looked up and noticed his koibito’s expression. “Heh, having trouble over there?”

“No.” Jin held fast, furrowing his brows a little.
//Great, just great...//
The pale one turned back to face the imposing machine.
//The money must go in this slot...//
Cautiously he tried to slip the dollar in, only to have it spit it back out. The pale one made a
slightly pouty face. He tried again, same results. This time he smoothed the bill out, trying once
more.
//Please...please...//
His breath caught when it took it, dial lighting up.
//Hah, yes!//
His victory was short lived, as he remembered another key detail. The fact he had never even seen
a box of detergent before. He winced a little, seeing the endless supply of brightly colored boxes
and bottles.
//There are so many...//

“Is it out of order or what? It’s almost full...” Mugen looked up again, resisting the urge to laugh.

“No, it is fine...hold on.” Jin waved him off, closing his eyes and pushing a random button. He
gazed cautiously as the small bottle fell and tumbled into that bottom.
//That was not that hard...see.//

The pale one promptly walked to Mugen, handing over the object. Mugen took it, looking at it
strange before laughing.

“What?” Jin frowned.
//I am an idiot, that is what...//

“Uh baby...this is bleach. Yeah, heh, that might ruin everything.”

Jin blushed some, eyebrow twitching. “I knew that...”

Mugen caressed the heated face. “Never seen a vending machine before, ne? Or done laundry I
guess.”

The pale one sighed, laughing a little. “You must think I am a moron.”

“Nah, but it was cute as hell watching ya try...” The papaya lips began to nibble Jin’s neck. “Let
me fix this and I’ll be back. You can put that robe on, you need to wash your clothes too.”

“In here?!” He gawked.

“Shit, no one can see you but me. I’m changing too.”

Jin bit his lip. “Fine, but if anyone catches me, it is your fault.”

He carefully removed his shirt, tossing it in with the rest. Pulling the robe shut before sliding out
of the rest of his attire. By the time he was done, Mugen was already naked. Walking across the
room, taking his time donning the robe.

“You are an exhibitionist.” Jin couldn’t help but smile. It’s not like he didn’t like looking.

“No else is here, the doors shut. Who else is washing clothes this late but us?”

“I suppose you are correct.”

“Now...where was I?” Mugen returned to kissing the milky throat.

“Mugen! Not here, come on...” The startled form tried to resist the delightful assault.

“Fuck that, here’s just fine to me.” Mugen continued to kiss, managing to get Jin’s back against
the washer.

“But we just...I mean you all-”

“Shit, that was hours and hours ago.”

Jin frowned. “Hardly...”

Mugen smiled wickedly. “Pleeease?”

Jin bit his lip, truth be told, he didn’t feel like it. Yana had left him more than a little sore, and it
was late.
//Plus the fact we are in a public place.//
“Mugen...I do not - ahh!” The pale one jumped as the washing machine kicked to life. Shaking
loudly as it began it’s cycle.

“Jumpy?” Mugen raised a brow, smiling way too much at this point.

Jin sighed, feeling himself being shaken by the machine slightly. “Mugen...I love you very much,
but maybe we could-”

“Ooh, this gives me an idea.”

Jin sighed again.
//Is he even listening to me?//

Before he could continue, Mugen held his waist, lifting him up to sit on top of the washer.

“What are you doing?” He blinked.

“Heh, trust me, this feels really good.” Mugen slid his hands slowly up the pale thighs, pulling the
white fabric with it.

“It feels really cold to me.” Jin deadpanned as the metals temperature gave him goosebumps.
However, he was having a hard time ignoring the constant vibration.

“Mmm...now...” Mugen stood up, leaning forward to capture the frown pressed lips.
//He just looks too damn good right now.//

Not breaking the kiss; he lifted his hands up to let Jin’s hair down, it falling in a fan around his
shoulders and back. Letting his hands slide down the pale ones arms, to his hips, and knees. Tan
fingers slid up the robe again, making their way up to coddle the warm sac there. Jin tensed, it
seemed like Mugen wasn’t taking no for an answer. Mugen pulled down softly allowing the balls
to make contact with the machine.

“Cold!” Jin hissed, glaring slightly at him, but it’s affect had worked. Now it felt like the vibration
was bouncing him, somehow making him more and more eager for Mugen’s next move.

Mugen held Jin’s chin as he deepened the kiss, moving his hands up to take a hold of the growing
shaft.

“Mugen...” The pale one sighed as Mugen pulled back. Returning to teasing his neck and
shoulder.
//Okay I change my mind...I am not too tired for this...//

Subconsciously, Jin arched his back a little. Only making the deep vibration under him more
enticing, he had to be careful...it was causing him to rock slowly against it.
//This is driving me crazy...why is he not doing anything?//

Mugen noticed this, as well as the quickened breath and pulse under his lips. “Feels nice, doesn’t
it?”

“Mmhmm...” Jin closed his eyes as Mugen pumped his hand gently.
//I cannot take it anymore...he is going much too slow. He is teasing me...//

After a few more strokes, he had Jin right where he wanted him. Taking his lips into his own, as
he inched a middle finger inside the panting beauty.

“Hhh...” The pale one jerked slightly. Mugen’s finger combined with the shaking was a whole
new experience. Clutching Mugen’s shoulders, he curled and uncurled his toes as another finger
was added. “Mugen...please, do something. This is torture.” The beautiful features contorted in
annoyance.

“Mmm, you want me yet?” He breathed heavy into the delicate ear.

Jin looked at him through lust lidded eyes. “Yes.”

“Heh, sweet. Glad you changed your mind.” Mugen kissed him deeply one more time before
removing his fingers.

Carefully he spread Jin’s thighs, lifting one enough to give him a good angle.

“This is crazy Mugen.” Jin panted. “So many people could see us- ahh!” The long legs clutched
Mugen tightly as he pressed inside.

“Crazy sexy...Damn you’re hot as hell.” Mugen’s eyes smoldered with desire.

Now the vibration was officially driving him crazy. It made Mugen’s movements feel even more
intense. Clutching the tan shoulders for dear life, it was all Jin could do to keep from screaming.

“Uh, M-mugen...I...cannot-”

“Shh, just loose control, heh. You look too tense...” Mugen sped up. Hoping to really push his
love over the edge.

Jin’s arms tightened their hold, and he squealed slightly, as Mugen hit his core.

“Fuck...” Jin dug his nails in, clenching his eyes shut. Breath halting in his throat.
//He is going to kill me...//

“Mmm...I love you.” Mugen’s kisses were becoming feverish, he closed his eyes as the vibration
was affecting him as well.

“Mugen...” Jin continued to chant the name like a mantra. As every thrust shook through him, his
other leg rhythmically hitting the washers side.

Mugen opened his eyes and tried to absorb the moment. This was officially one of his favorite
times with Jin. He put his hands on the washer on either side of Jin’s hips, pushing himself further
into the withering form.

“God!” Jin arched hard, falling back against the washer. The controls were digging into his back,
but he couldn’t feel it, or care right now.

His entire body shook as Mugen, plus the vibration was overwhelming him. His face, neck, and
chest kissed with a deep rose color. Sweat lightly slicking him, causing the inky bangs to stick to
his forehead.

“M-my God...I...it...uh!” Jin yelped louder as Mugen sped up more.

“What you say?” Mugen laughed. He knew what he was doing, and continued to do it well.

Long tan arms gathered behind Jin’s waist, pulling him back up to sitting. Mugen lifted his leg
higher, gaining better ground. Once again Jin clenched his shoulders, eyes closed in concentrated
bliss.

“Mugen...”

Mugen began teasing the ear again. “You like this, don’t you?” He whispered breathy.

Jin nodded frantically, cooing.
//It is better than Yana...better than anything!//
“Yes, yes...yes...” The word seemed to fall off his tongue over and over.

“Only I can make you feel like this?”

Jin continued chanting the lusty agreement.

“And anyone could just walk in and see me fucking the life out of you?”

“Mugen...” Jin looked at him helplessly, as his face burned brighter. A chill up his spine, causing
him to shudder.

“I’m probably ripping you in half...since I’m so damn thick...and you’re so...tight...” He let his
eyes close, as Jin shuddered again.

He whimpered. The pale one didn’t know why, but what Mugen was saying made him hotter. He
lifted his other leg up to lock them around the tan one.

“Fuck me Mugen.” He sighed, laying back against the controls again.

“Heh, I’ll fuck you until you don’t know your name if you want...”

With that he began grinding. Thigh jumping to the fact he was about to explode.

“Ahh!” Jin threw his hips up wildly, the tan one was solidly pressing his sweet spot. The vibration
making it mindshattering. “Fuck me! Yes, God!”

Mugen held the hips firmly, and began pounding the near hysterical man.
//This...is it...//
With the final thrust, he hit so hard the machine jumped. Jin covered his face and screamed.
Cumming hard pressed between their frantic grinding.

“Shit...” Mugen nearly bit his tongue off when Jin clamped down on him. Spilling forcefully into
the abused channel. A few slower pumps and Mugen collapsed on top of his heaving, cooing
lover.

The two remained statue still, vibration bleeding them out of each drop they held. Then as if they
were trying to draw it out, the machine swished to a stop. Nothing audible expect for the two
panting now.

“Holy freakin’ shit...” Mugen sighed, laughing as he managed to stand up. He hissed as he pulled
out of Jin, who stirred sleepily.

“Mmm...” The pale one sighed contentedly as he tried to sit up, body still trembling all over.

Mugen pulled him up and wrapped his arms around him. “I love you so fucking much.”

Jin closed his eyes, melting against him “Mmhmm...” Logical thought seeming to escape him at
the moment.

“Heh, I need to put the clothes in the dryer...c’mere.”

With a smile, Mugen helped his disoriented koibito down. Jin stumbled a little; flat, steady ground
feeling foreign at the moment.

“Wanna cigarette?” Mugen fished the pack out of his robe, handing one to Jin, who just blinked
slowly at him. “Heh, heh, you okay?” The caramel eyes looked carefully at the disheveled form.

“Heh, fine.” He smiled, trying to remember to breathe. Pushing his damp bangs behind his ear.

“Okay...you seemed a little quiet. Did I hurt you?” The eyes took a serious tone.

Jin smiled lazily. “Not seriously...” He took a very deep breath. “That was quite an experience.”
He trailed off in a fluttery laughter.

Mugen smiled reaching over to rub his thumb over Jin’s lips. “We can sleep when we get back to
the room. All I wanna do is lay there and kiss you until you fall asleep.”

The pale one leaned against him. “Sounds good...Mugen?”

“Yeah?” He began stroking the shiny ponytail.

“When this whole mess is over...we have to buy a washing machine.”

Mugen laughed, holding him tighter. “Yeah, we’ll do that.”

- - - - -

Yana lifted a brow at the tan one nearly struting to the mini-bar.

“What?” Mugen looked back cockily.

“What did you two do?”

“What do you mean?” Mugen stood up, resisting the urge to dance.

“I mean you can’t stop that stupid smile, and Jin passed out as soon as you all got back. Took a
lot out of him...you know, the laundry.”

Mugen laughed, sitting on the bed Jin was sprawled out on. “You’re just crazy...”

“Or jealous.” Shigure added, rolling a joint.

“Don’t light that in here! Someone will smell it for sure.” Yana glared.

“Kiss my ass, right Mugie?”

“Yeah, I think Shishi’s got a point.”

“Fuck you two.” Yana sighed. “I wish Jin would wake up, at least he’s reasonable.”

“Shit, Jin would hit this. He’s never turned down the green.” The redhead smiled proudly. “Ahh,
I’ve taught him well.”

“You wanna know what’s cute?” Mugen opened the little bottle of rum.

“What’s that rummy?”

“I saw him trying to use a vending machine today, for soap powder. He’s never even seen one
before. It was so cute I wanted to kill myself.”

“Aww...”Yana squealed.

The three sighed, all turning to look at the softly snoring face.

“So perfect.” Yana remarked.

“What are we gonna do guys? He’s one of us now...we can’t let those dicks have him.” Shigure
spoke up.

“We run.”

“No, we can’t. There has to be something we can do. This bitch can’t have the entire world in her
pocket.”

“I dunno.” Mugen ended his ranting. “But we gotta do something fast...remember, we don’t know
how much longer he has.”

The room nodded in grim agreement.

“I’m fuckin’ starved...let’s room service.” Yana stood up walking to the phone.

- - - - -

“You think we should have got him something?” Yana looked over at the pile of empty
containers.

“It would just go bad, he can get something when he wakes up.” Mugen lay back on the bed,
lighting a cigarette.

“You must have really done a number on him, Fabio.”

“Done a number? Who says that shit anymore? If you must know, yes, I did. There, happy?”

“I would be if you gave me a cig.” The blonde pouted. Mugen chucked him the pack and lighter.
“So, what you do?” He lit his.

“Details, Yana?” Shigure looked up, toking.

“What? I’m entitled!”

“How do you figure that?”

“Easy, I just fucked him on a washing machine.” The tan lips smirked evilly, smoke blowing up
dramatically.

“Whaaat? And you didn’t invite us?”

“We needed time alone.”

“Suuure.” Yana rolled his eyes.

“You’re sick.” Mugen laughed.

“You must like it, seeing as you stole my idea.”

“Heh, like you did mine in the dressing room at the mall?”

“Whatever...”

- - - - -

//Cold...//
Jin shivered.
//Why am I so cold?//
Half asleep, he rolled over, the bed felt cold.

“Eh?” The sleepy eyes blinked open. Sitting up he seen Yana and Shigure sleeping in a bed across
from them. And Mugen next to him, covers thoroughly wrapped between his legs.

//That is why I am cold.//
Running his hands up and down his arms; he shivered, quietly getting out of bed. Mugen’s red
hoodie was slung on a chair. Thankfully the pale one took it, sliding it over his head.
//That is better.//
He crossed his arms, pulling the material close. Walking back over to stare at Mugen’s sleeping
face.
//You have taught me so much. Without you I would not have lived at all...//
He lay down, scooting silently closer to the snoring one.
//I love you so much, even if you do smell of rum.//
He smiled slightly as he drifted back to sleep.
//We are doing the laundry from now on...//

- - - - -

A loud knock on the door scared them all awake.

“Housekeeping?”

//Shit...//
Quickly Mugen rolled to his back; hearing Jin yelp as his elbow cracked the pale one right in the
temple. “Damn, I’m sorry baby.” He sat up, rubbing the area carefully.

“Heh...it is okay.” Jin sat up, replacing Mugen’s hand with him own.
//Pointy ass elbow!//

“Housekeeping?”

“Go away!” Yana roared, refusing to wake up or move.

Mugen laughed at the super-annoyed sound of the blondes voice. Yana was not a morning person
at all.

In a few moments the knocking stopped and the woman moved on, cart clinking until it was
inaudible.

“So much for sleeping in.” Shigure sat up, yawning loudly.

“You sure you’re okay? I heard that shit from here.” Mugen leaned forward, lifting the silky hair
to examine a small bruise beginning to form.

“Yes, it was an accident. Good morning.” The pale one smiled, giving the spot a few more rubs
before letting him hand drop back down.

Mugen relaxed. “Morning.” Promptly he leaned again, this time kissing Jin thoroughly on the lips.

“Heh, why do you got my clothes on?” Mugen pulled back, still keeping a trail of small kisses on
his neck.

“I was freezing and your legs stole the blanket.” Jin closed his eyes as Mugen returned to his oral
assault.

“Sugar for breakfast you two?” Yana teased, sitting up with a huff.

“Someone wake up on the wrong side of the booty-train?” Mugen refused to break the contact.
For some reason he felt like cuddling the pale one.
//I’m so losing it...//

Jin lay his head on Mugen’s warm shoulder. Right now he felt boneless, just wanting to sink into
Mugen.
//I am so drained...//

“I call the shower.” Yana hopped up.

Shigure had a towel in arm. “No way!”

“Sorry, you didn’t call it.” The blonde quickly ran into the room, locking the door.

“That bastard!” Shigure tossed the towel to the ground. “To hell with it, I’m going back to sleep.
Wake me if one of you finally develops a sense of compassion.” The redhead flopped down on
the empty bed.

Mugen wasn’t listening. He was trying to decipher the flavor of Jin’s mouth.
//He tastes like tea...//

Jin lay back, trying to breathe as Mugen invaded his mouth.

“You look nice and sexy this morning.” Mugen cooed in his ear.

“Heh, heh...you are insane.”

“I like you in red...I dunno makes your hair stand out or somethin’.”

“You are crushing me.” The pale one smiled, but was still seriously being squished by the tan
ones weight.

“Sorry.” Mugen shifted his weight so it was on his elbows, hovering over Jin. “Better?”

Jin leaned up and pressed his lips to Mugen’s.
//Now it is...//
He tried his best attempt at a kiss. This wasn’t like the lust filled one, that he gave Yana. Slowly,
exploring, somewhat sleepy in nature. Mugen shifted their positioning, so that Jin was laying on
top of him. The kiss remaining unbroken.

//He tastes like rum...and chocolate.//
Jin smiled lazily before pulling back from the kiss. “You know what I love about this the most?”
Jin held up on of the hoodie sleeves. “It smells very strongly of you...whatever cologne you wear.
I love the scent.” He breathed deep of the fabric.

The tan one could only stare, softly petting the shiny black hair.

“I love your hair...and this. Just laying with you.”

“Yeah, we never get much quiet time anymore.”

“Heh, as soon as Yana gets out. I don’t hear the water anymore.”

“Mmhmm...” The pale one folded his hands under his chin, laying contentedly on Mugen.

Mugen lay there watching, he seen the soft features ease and breath become more even.
//All this time and I still can’t believe he’s so beautiful.//
He let his thumb barely trace the delicate lips.

“All right, who has the cigarettes?” Yana stepped out, towel wrapped around his waist.

All jumped, his voice shattering the little dream world. Shigure was about to grab his towel when
Jin spoke.

“I...um...call the shower.” The pale one sat up, feeling a little stupid.

Shigure just gawked, finally sighing and laying back down.
//Didn’t expect that.//

“See Shishi, Jin understands the group dynamic. You’ll grasp it sooner or later I hope.” The
blonde smiled victoriously as Jin made his way to the bathroom.

“Yeah, yeah. It sucks.”

“Aww since when do you wanna wash your hair?” Mugen rolled over, getting a cigarette from
Yana.

“Since whore here, wanted to use my back as a firing range last night.”

“When did you two do it?” Mugen sat up, now very interested.

“When you were getting freaky with the washer.” Yana chimed in.

“Heh, you make it sound like I was fucking the detergent slot.”

“I need coffee.” The blonde sighed in a tired voice.

“Walk your ass down there and get some.”

“Fuck that.” He made puppy eyes to the redhead. “Pleease?”

Sighing, Shigure complied. “But only cause I want some too.”

Mugen made a loud whip cracking noise, coughing out the word ‘whipped’.

“Oh, suck my dick, ‘Mr. Red-looks-good-on-you’, blah blah blah.” The redhead made dramatic
kissing noises.

“Jealous, jealous little stoner.”

“Helloooo, coffee?” Yana ended it.

“You both suck.”

- - - - -

//This feels so nice...//
Jin leaned back as the hot water poured over his face and hair.
//It has been so long.//

Running and hiding out with people didn’t leave much room for hygiene. Wincing a little, he ran
his hand over the stitches in his shoulder.
//I think I was a little rough on it last night.//
An image of the washer controls stabbing it.
//Heh, but it was worth it.//

If he concentrated enough, it felt like he was still shaking from the washer. A shiver running up
his back from the memory.
//Cannot think of that too much...//

- - - - -

“Where are you going?” Shigure raised a brow.

“What? The shower...” Mugen turned.

“Wait, Jin’s in there. That’s not fair, you can’t double up!”
//Fate does not want me to bathe!//

“Says who? He’s my boyfriend, therefore if he calls the shower, it’s mine. Vice versa.”

“Who said that?!” The redhead had had it with this damn system.

“I dunno, it’s in the rules...somewhere.” Mugen opened the bathroom door as Yana laughed.

“I hate you two.” Shigure threw a pillow at the blonde, shutting him up.

- - - - -

Mugen crept in, making sure he didn’t make a sound, he could see Jin’s outline through the
frosted glass door. But a strange sound, froze him.
//Eh?//
He listened harder, and heard a low panting. Almost a whimper.
//Is he...crying?//
Mugen’s mind ran through a million reasons for this, before he reached for the door. He pulled the
glass door open, ready to make sure Jin never cried again...but instead he froze, in jaw dropped
shock.

Jin was leaning against the shower wall, head back; one hand firmly grabbing himself, stroking
rapidly. The other was behind his back, three slender fingers inserted into himself. Working in and
out rhythmically.

The pale one was so caught up in the moment he didn’t even realize Mugen was staring. He
continued on pushing himself farther and farther, until a cold breeze hit the back of his thighs.
Turning slowly to see where it came from he froze.

The two stared like that for a few seconds before Jin screamed, slamming the door shut hard
enough to crack the glass.

“What are you doing?! Get out, get out!!” He backed against the wall, face near purple.
//How?! How could this have happened?!//

Mugen fell back from the force, blinking. “Oi, it’s okay...I thought it was se-”

“Get out! Now!!” Jin screamed again, covering his face.
//I want to die!//

“Uh...okay...” Mugen stood slowly, staring a little while. Never hearing Jin so mad.

“I said...get...” Jin opened the door enough to stick an arm out. “Out!!” He threw a bottle of
shampoo at Mugen.

Followed by conditioner, soap, and anything else he could grab.

- - - - -

“What the hell is doing on?!” Yana got up off the bed, seeing Mugen come out in a flurry of
objects, Jin shouting.

“Uh...” Mugen still couldn’t talk, that was the most breathtaking thing he had ever seen.
//Holy shit...he’s so fuckking hot! Even more than I thought...//

“Hello, Earth to Mugie.” The blonde snapped his fingers. “What’s up?”

Mugen laughed. “I...I saw him.”

“Annnd?” Yana was becoming impatient.

“I mean, really...I saw him.” He made a few lewd hand gestures.

“Whaa?” Yana and Shigure both took interest.

“Shit, I feel bad about it now...but...fuck...” All he could do was smile.

- - - - -

//This is horrible...//
Jin stood in the shower, water off, dripping slowly. Despite his efforts his eyes were welled up.
This was, in his mind, the single most humiliating moment of his life. His face still burned, as
shame filled him.
//How long was he watching me? Did he see all of it?//
His stomach did a flop as he thought about returning to the room.
//I cannot go out there...I just cannot...//

Sighing, he got out to search for a towel. Water evaporating, making him shiver. Biting his lip he
viewed the poor shower door, as well as the items astrew on the floor.
//Maybe I overreacted?//
Carelessly he began straightening up.
//Damn him, he never warns me in the shower. It is as if he thinks he can just barge in...//
He held the bottle of shampoo tightly to his chest, remembering it clinking off Mugen’s head.
//Okay I overreacted...but...I mean...//
The pale one sighed, replacing the bottle and his robe. Draping Mugen’s hoodie over his arm.
//Why does this stuff always happened to me?!//

- - - - -

“Three fingers?!” Shigure gawked at Mugen’s tale.

“Hell yeah, his hair was all wet and-”

The three froze their storytelling as Jin sheepishly stepped out. Immediately he seen the looks on
their faces and sighed, feeling his eyebrow twitch. “You told everyone?!” He crossed his arms.

All three shuddered, the angry gaze was scary to say the least.

“We didn’t ask him, he just started talking.” Shigure spoke up.

“Narc bastard!” Mugen glared at him.

“Enough...” Jin turned his back to them. “It does not matter...” He took a deep breath. “Because
after all, I am just ‘it’, right?” He faced them. “You just share me, ‘the greatest piece of ass in the
world’? I suppose I should be thanking you for the compliment Mugen.” His eyes narrowed
hurtfully.

All three felt their blood run cold.
//He heard us?//

“Jin-” Yana began.

“No, what right do I have to be embarrassed? I was only caught fingering my ass in the shower!
But you all know that already. I am sure Mugen has informed you about the new development!”

“...and the washing machine incident...” Shigure sighed.

Mugen growled, punching the redhead in the arm.

Jin shut his eyes, brows knotting painfully. “Do we have any secrets at all Mugen? Or have you
wrote a memoir of everything we do, for group reference? Is this like an experiment you three
do?”

“Now come on, that’s just craziness.” Yana stood up. “It’s not like that at all. We’ve done what
we’ve done for a long time. We never hid anything from you. We were open and very clear about
who we are. You knew that the first night you stayed with us.”

Jin only nodded. It was true.
//Yes, but...//

“We are all whores, okay? It’s all we talk about...at least we don’t lie about important life or
death things.”

This caused him to flinch.
//No...please no...//
“Mugen...did you?” His voice halted and he couldn’t finish the sentence.

The tan one just rubbed his temple.
//Yana you stupid fuck.//

Jin cringed and dropped to his knees. “You...but...how could you...”

Mugen sat up straight, feeling like he was just kicked in the nuts seeing the look on the pale ones
face.

“So...you all know. That...I am dying?” His eyes remained shut.
//Please, this whole morning has just been a bad dream...this cannot be happening...//

Yana stepped forward. “Yes we do, but it’s not Mugens fault. You were drunk and told me. I
only asked Mugen because I was worried about you.”

Jin covered his face and tried not to hyperventilate.
//So, all this time...everything. It is only because they pity me...it is all a lie to humor me.//

“Hunny...” The blonde approached.

“I am so sorry...I never w-wanted...you to know. I-”

Yana kneeled down and held him. The pale one could not relax or pull away, just remained
frozen.
//I do not want to die now...//
A small sob choked out.
//If it is all out of pity how can it feel so real?//

“You don’t gotta hide anything anymore. We’re whores, your not yet. So forgive us if we offend
you. You have to let us know what bothers you. How else will we know?”

//He changed the subject...//
Jin let go of the held breath.
“Yeah.”
//Maybe...it is not out of pity?//

“Please, just don’t blame Mugie.”

Jin came back to himself, nodding. “I know that...I was upset, about earlier.”

“I apologize for that, that was fucked up on my part.” Mugen stood up, wanting to disappear.
“And...I call the shower.”

Shigure growled.

“Narc...” Mugen spoke under his breath, glaring at the redhead who gave him the finger.

Mugen exited and Shigure lay back down. The room seemed to float back to normal. But Yana
remained and Jin was finding it hard to focus.
//Nothing is the same now! Why are they acting like normal?!//

The blonde felt the pulse in his arms begin to race. “What’s wrong?” He whispered quietly.

The pale one couldn’t answer. There were so many things wrong, none could be singled out.

“I’m so sorry you’ve had to carry this burden alone for so long...actually we only found out at that
creepy hotel...So any thoughts you got about my intentions, lose ‘em. I mean what I say,
especially when it’s about you.”

Jin relaxed a little.
//Is he telling the truth now, or is this just another exercise in pity?//

“You look really tired, maybe you should get some sleep while Mugie’s occupied?”

Before he could agree, he was slack in the warm embrace. “It...it really does not change how you
see me? Knowing...”

“Other than making me want to get in as many kisses as I can, no.” Yana tried to smile.

“I am so sorry I kept this from you all...” He shut his eyes letting go of the breath held in his
chest. “I did not know how to tell you...I never even wanted Mugen to know.”

“We know that, it’s not exactly a way to break the ice.” Shigure was now sitting up on the bed.

“Heh...” Jin was trying as hard as he could not to cry, but that was all his body wanted to do. Cry
because he was ashamed, embarrassed, happy they knew and the 500lbs. elephant was revealed.
For all the times he wanted to say something but couldn’t. And all the times he knew he would
miss with them eventually as he got worse.

“Shh...it’s okay...just let it out.” Yana rubbed his hand up and down feeling the form shake
slightly.

“I...” He let a few sobs flow, before clearing his throat and calming himself somewhat. “I do not
want to die now...it is so unfair. First with Mugen, a-and now...” He shivered.

Yana felt his own eyes sting, Shigure getting up and kneeling behind Jin, wrapping his arms
around him as well. “I don’t know what to say...but everything will be all right. We’ll work this
out, all of us. You’re not alone anymore...”

Jin sighed, just trying to absorb the feeling of the two.
//I know that, that is what makes this so hard...//

“No matter what, sick or not, we love you the same. So don’t worry, ‘kay?” Yana kissed his
forehead softly.

“All right.” Jin nodded.
//I will try...//

“Heh, now...you try to rest, and I’ll go sneak in on Mugen. See how he likes being cornered in the
shower.”

Jin smiled a little, sitting up as they loosened their hold. “Okay...”

“And I’ll roll us the fattest joint you’ve ever seen.” Shigure beamed, helping the pale one up.

“Thank you...both of you.”

“Mmm, you can thank us later cutie...”
//Maybe by showing us what you were doing in there...//
“C’mon, do what you gotta do...I wanna get in the fucking shower sometime this week.” Shigure
nudged Yana.

The blonde sighed, walking over to the bathroom.

“Yana?” Jin spoke up.

“Yeah?”

“...Make sure he suffers.” He smiled evilly.

“Can do...” The blonde nodded, opening the door.

“Remind me never to piss you off.” Shigure laughed, going to find his bag.

Jin only watched him, following to sit on the bed as well.
//I need you three so much...with you it really does not matter if I am sick, because... Life...I
never knew what that was until I met you, even if it can only be for a little while. I can die happy
now...//

- - - - -

“Son-of-a-bitch!!”

The joint burned smoothly, as the sounds of Mugen’s screams filled the room. Yana running out
quickly; after dumping the glass of ice cold water over the top, onto the unsuspecting tan
one...after turning the sink on and flushing the toilet.

- - - - -

END CHAPTER TWELVE