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Title: Sometimes
Author: Wearable Bishounen
Rating: R
Summary: Sometimes it�s hard to leave the ones you love. Sometimes you find a new love at the most unexpected times and in unusual places. Sometimes the Pretear can be a male.
Disclaimer: We�authors Lennith and Cheza-chan�do not own Pretear in any way. If we did� well, some of you might not be able to watch the show.
A/N: Maaaaa!! Some people just can appreciate things. Homophobic sons of bitches� I don�t care what sex the Knights are supposed to be when the Pretear is a certain sex also� And how the hell do you know?! Wait. Seeing as how the name of this wonderfully reviewer full of information reads "Shuichi Shindou"�pansy bastard, wannabe singer (sorry if I offend anyone ^^)�they must like yaoi or shonen-ai in some way... if not... *shakes head* Whatever� Two new chapters. No sex! That�s in later chapters. Tch. I don�t even know if they�re gonna be a lot of later chapters� I plead the Fifth~!

Chapter Thirteen � Ping-Pong, Anyone?
Although Izumi wouldn't admit it to himself, he was curious where Mannen had disappeared off to and kept a sharp eye out for the spiky-haired knight as he and Hajime explored the resort together. Although he genuinely enjoyed the Water Knight's gentle company his mind couldn't help but wander a little. Luckily Hajime was also preoccupied and didn't seem to mind Izumi's passivity. He still hadn't told Izumi what had upset him so badly yesterday, but then he hadn't flat out asked.
Izumi wasn't used to having friends, so he figured that just listening and not prying would probably be the best thing to do. At least Hajime seemed to feel a lot better, especially after they'd shared breakfast together and taken a walk through the flower gardens. The orange-haired teen had enthusiastically answered Izumi's questions about the types of flowers and their characteristics, and Izumi teased him for knowing so much about girly things, though the dark-haired boy was interested in them as much himself.
It wasn't until afternoon that Izumi's ears picked up the Ice Knight's sharp voice by the table tennis hall. "Haha! I win again, jii-san! That makes ten games in a row!"
Hajime turned a little green around the edges and told Izumi he didn't feel well and was going to take a nap. Izumi nodded, a bit happy for the opportunity to confront Mannen alone, and waved goodbye to his friend as he quickly retreated down the hall back to his room.
"Kusooooooo, gaki! You're a demon with a ping-pong paddle!"
Izumi stepped through the doorframe to see Mannen and another guest standing panting at one of the tables.
"Sou da ne?" He winked cheekily. "Can't say I didn't warn you, pops," Mannen grinned, pushing his bangs and a bit of sweat back from his forehead. "Want to play one more round to see if you can unseat me?"
The other man laughed, lifting his hands in surrender. "Sorry, friend, but I'm not as young as you and I think I know when I'm whipped. Good game, I'll have to challenge you some other time."
"You're on, jii-san," Mannen said with a little laugh, bowing to the man as he left before noticing Izumi in the doorway. He straightened up with a little smirk, not bothering to straighten his yukata, which had come loose and partially open at the chest while playing. "Ohayo, Izumi-kun," he greeted.
Izumi snorted coolly. "It's a little late for �ohayou�, baka."
Mannen's smirk grew into a smile. "Mou, I suppose you're right on that one."
"Where were you last night?" Izumi cut straight to the point, taking Mannen momentarily aback.
"Well, I went back to our room like I promised but you had already gone to Hajime's," Mannen drawled.
"Goh said our room was empty," Izumi leered, getting the feeling he wasn't being told everything.
"I spent the night with Shin in another room," the white-haired knight shrugged nonchalantly. �You don't like me, remember? What should it matter anyway.� "Shin didn't want to sleep alone and it seemed silly to leave him if you didn't need me."
For a second Mannen wished he had a camera. The complex expression of confusion, then shock, then disbelief that ran over Izumi's delicate face was worth a couple million yen. "Ne, Izumi-kun," Mannen started before Izumi could string enough words to make a formal accusation. "I don't want us to be fighting and I don't want to switch rooms if you don't mind."
The taller boy moved to stand in front of Izumi, his face loosing the playful smirk and putting on a concerned smile. "I'm sorry if I was rough with you last night. It was only that I was afraid for you, not only as our Pretear, but as our Izumi-kun." He laid a hand on the shorter boy's shoulder, a little surprised that the other didn't flinch away from his touch again. "We came here to give you a chance to relax and get to know us, ne? If you really don't want to share a room with me or see much of me, we can talk to the others and�"
"That's not it!" Izumi blushed when he realized the force in his words. "I don't want to switch rooms either," he mumbled, suddenly feeling very small under Mannen's eyes. He decided to steer the topic towards something he'd have more control over. "Where's Shin?"
Mannen blinked a moment, moving back to the table and picking up his paddle. "In the hot springs, I suppose. He said he was feeling a bit sore." He grinned, enjoying his game of innuendo without actually giving the boy solid evidence to the night's activities.
Izumi stiffened and was about to hiss something out as Goh came crashing through the doorway, a red slap-mark throbbing on the side of his face. "Mannen-kun, lend me a hand?" the Fire Knight groaned, offering his bruised cheek to the Ice Knight.
Mannen sighed and placed his hand over the side of his friend's face, using a little Leafe to cool the hot flesh. "What'd you do this time to make Kei hit you?"
Goh sniffled in exaggerated hurt, while Izumi managed to collect his anger and replace it with curiosity. Goh and Kei's relationship was probably the most open, if not dramatic, he'd ever seen. "Well, he said he had work to do and brought out his laptop... So I told him this was vacation time and he should relax a little, and he hit me!"
Izumi and Mannen both sweatdropped. "Obviously you did something to make him hit you," Izumi said, knowing the general routine by now.
"Well... I did sort of give him a massage while he was working to, you know, loosen him up." Goh grinned a little wickedly, obviously recalling the "massage."
Mannen sighed again, drawing his hand back. "You should really know better, Goh. Kei can be pretty violent if you pester him and you know it. I can't say I envy you."
Goh's grin broadened, becoming even more wicked. "You would if you knew how good he is when he's not being violent."
Izumi blushed and Mannen pinched his nose. "Kuso, I was wrong. You deserved it, Goh," Mannen hissed.
"Haha! You'll be singing a different tune soon, gaki. And I don't envy you either, I'm sure you're going to have your share of bruises soon too," Goh laughed, waggling an eyebrow at Izumi, who blushed deeper and raised his fist in threat to the older man.
"Eh? I don't know what you're talking about, Goh," Mannen sniffed, nonplussed and obviously not getting the hint. He raised his paddle in challenge. "Care to play me, Izumi-kun?"
Izumi tucked up his sleeves and snatched a paddle as well, taking his place at the opposite end of the table. "If I win, you have to hit on Sasame in front of Hayate," Izumi grinned.
"Haha! That's a good one, Izumi-kun! But I'll warn you, Mannen is a table tennis pro," Goh whispered to him.
Mannen chuckled confidently. "Fine! If I win, next time you have to wash my back." Izumi nodded in acceptance and Mannen served, the ball moving at an incredible speed to the far left corner of Izumi's court. Mannen was pleasantly surprised when the boy easily returned the ball with a quick flick of his dainty wrist, increasing the ball's speed.
Ten minutes later, the two were breathing heavily, the ball moving almost too quickly for the eye to follow. Goh had backed off to the far wall, his eyes whirling spirals.
"Hah! Take this, Izumi!"
"Eat my Shinigami Backhand Flash, Snowflake!"
"Snowflake?! That's it! Dagger Parfait Smash!"
Goh sweatdropped largely then yelped, raising an arm as there was a loud pop. He peered over the appendage and squinted to see Mannen and Izumi staring, wide-eyed, at the mass of white smoke. "Uso...!" he sputtered, "A ping-pong ball can't explode!"
Izumi coughed, setting down his paddle. Mannen made a soft, incredulous sound as he ran a hand through his spiky hair. Goh dropped his arm, laughing loudly. He clutched at his stomach. The duo turned slowly, staring blankly at him. Goh straightened up, wiping at his eyes, and spoke through gasps. "Don't you get it? You both lost! Izumi, you have to let Mannen wash your back." The boy paled, eyes widening. "And Mannen... Mannen...!" The Fire Knight doubled over again. Mannen kept himself upright by clutching at the edge of the table.
The door opened and Sasame stepped in, followed by a scowling Hayate. "It seems you've all slept soundly and well to be this energetic," the silver-haired male commented, smiling.
Goh looked up and snorted, erupting into even louder laughter; his side began to pain him. Even Izumi smirked. "Go on, Mannen," he taunted.
Goh was rolling around the room, literally. Hayate stepped on him to keep him still. "Baka," he muttered.
Mannen took a deep breath and straightened up, a grin plastered on his face. "Yo!" He waved to the couple then sauntered over to the confused Sasame. �I'm gonna burn in hell.� The Ice Knight wrapped an arm around the other man, saying a prayer in his head, and leaned in close.
"Mannen... kun?"
Goh squirmed and rolled out from under Hayate's foot; he wanted to see his expression. What an expression it was! He covered his mouth, tears flooding from his eyes. Hayate's dark blue orbs radiated unadulterated rage and fury; there were even hints of a prolonged death.
Mannen slid his hand down Sasame's thigh and the gray eyes widened.
"Mannen... Hayate�s�"
"Forget Hayate." The Ice Knight's fingers inched into the folds of his victim's yukata. "How about... the two of us, alone, in the hot springs?" The kiss to Sasame's cheek drove the Wind Knight over the edge.
"What the FUCK are you doing?" Hayate wrenched Mannen's arm from around his lover and pushed him away roughly. Sasame clutched at the arms holding him tightly, shock keeping his eyes wide and mouth partially open. Izumi and Goh were falling against each other in their laughter, unable to stay upright on their own. "The reason you're still standing and alive is because we aren't permitted to use our powers," the Wind Knight hissed, his tone acidic, "And I'd rather not bloody my hands by doing such a dirty job manually."
Mannen grinned nervously, hands raised.
"Shouldn't the person you need to do that to be Izumi?" Hayate spat, arms still tightening around the Sound Knight, who seemed to not mind.
Mannen shrugged nonchalantly. "We're friends, at least, I think we are. Besides, I get to wash his back."
Izumi's laughter dwindled down, but left him smiling. "Gomen ne, Sasame-san." The Sound and Wind Knight faced him. "It was a bet on who won the ping-pong game."
"Oh." Sasame relaxed slightly.
Hayate became angrier. "To have that brat hit on my..."
Goh's ears perked up. "... hit on my�?"
"Sa-sa-me," Hayate ground out.
"Sou, sou. Ah. I'm going to make up with Kei." Goh waved then left.
Izumi sighed and rolled down the sleeves of his yukata. "I'm going to check on Hajime. He seemed a little sick when he left." He bowed, excusing himself.
Mannen grinned at the remaining pair of Knights and shrugged. "Ping-pong?"
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