Of bratty demons and mushroom heads

CHAPTER 31

Sanada came back to his room early, expecting to have some time to sit and meditate. He opened his door and set his bag down, only to look up and see his devilish kohai looking at him with a deer in the headlights stare. Sanada looked down at the other man’s hands and his eye twitched. "What are you doing with my DVD's?" he said slowly and, to his credit, somewhat patiently. When the other boy just smiled and laughed nervously though, a vein budged out on his forehead. In two steps he'd crossed his room and taken the younger boy by the ear like a mother who just found her best china destroyed.

"Ow ow ow ow ow! Fukubuchou!! Leggo!!!" Akaya whined and tried to get away, but it felt like his ear was going to be ripped off. He was dragged kicking and screaming all the way back to his and Hiyoshi’s shared room. People all along the halls of the dorm opened their doors to see what all of the noise was about, but upon seeing the expression on the former military mans face, they all closed them again. "I'm sorry fukubuchou! I won't pick your lock anymore! Please just let go!"

"Hn..." Sanada growled and let go as they stopped in front of the door. He raised his hand and gave a quick rap on the door, only to see Akaya about to dart away. Striking like lightning, he reached out and grabbed his kohai’s shirt. In an instant he was holding the boy off the ground and glaring at him. "Where the hell do you think you're going?"

"Heh, heh," Akaya smiled nervously and shook his head. "Oh, uh… Nowhere. Heh, heh." Crap. Escape plan had failed. He was going to have so many laps tomorrow.

Hiyoshi had just finished up his homework when someone knocked at the door. Akaya wouldn’t knock, and he wasn’t expecting anyone, so he unhurriedly made his way to the door and opened it. Sanada was holding Akaya up by the shirt in a very amusing tell-tale pose. Apparently Akaya had been doing something he shouldn’t have again, and had been dumb enough to get caught. Without saying a word, he raised an eyebrow in question.

"I believe this belongs to you," Sanada said flatly and held Akaya out toward Hiyoshi. He was tired and he didn't want to deal with his bratty kohai more than was absolutely necessary.

Akaya smiled cheekily at Hiyoshi and tried to look as innocent as possible in hopes that his boyfriend wouldn't kill him.

Hiyoshi suppressed the need to snicker at both Sanada’s sneering and Akaya’s ridiculously cute expression. He smirked and replied calmly, “I don’t want it” and closed the door.

Both parties blinked, sweat dropped, and then looked at each other. Akaya shrugged and Sanada’s eyes twitched.

One the other side of the door, Hiyoshi covered his mouth and let out the loud snicker he couldn’t contain anymore. Quickly composing himself, he then opened the door again to find them right where he left them. Schooling his face to look serious, he rolled his eyes and sighed with resignation. “Fine, give it here.” He held out his arms to receive the brat.

When the door opened again, Sanada put the smaller boy in Hiyoshi’s arms. "Keep it out of my room," he said flatly and turned on his heel and stomped off.

Akaya held onto Hiyoshi with a big grin. "Hi."

Hiyoshi looked down at his armful of brat and felt the need to roll his eyes again. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn't drop you?”

"Because you love me?" the chibi demon responded simply and kissed Hiyoshi’s cheek.

Damn brat. “I hate you.” Hiyoshi glared at him, even though he knew it would have no affect on his bratty boyfriend whatsoever. When had he lost all of his intimidation skills?

"I love you too," Akaya said with a little laugh and kissed his boyfriend with a big grin on his face.

Hiyoshi allowed the kiss while carrying his bundle o' demon into the room, kicking the door shut with his foot. Forget his intimidation skills, when had the brat gotten him so wrapped around his little finger?

Finally pulling away from the kiss, Akaya smirked and wrapped his arms around Hiyoshi’s neck. "It's like carrying me across the threshold," he teased happily. He had a lot to be thankful for at the moment. Sanada hadn't killed him like he'd expected, and his boyfriend was amazing enough to just accept him and not get mad or ask too many questions.

“Oh?” Hiyoshi raised an eyebrow at that. “I didn't know you were so inclined to be the woman in our relationship.” Dropping him onto the bed, he crawled on top of him, looking down at him hungrily. “Not that I’m complaining…”

"I'm not," Akaya smirked up at his boyfriend and brought a hand up into Hiyoshi’s soft brown hair, "But I suppose I can let you wear the pants occasionally."

The mushroom-head unconsciously moved to press against Akaya’s hand and Hiyoshi closed his eyes. “Let me?” he sneered sardonically and moved his hands under Akaya’s shirt and up his sides. “Are you telling me I need your permission?”

"Something like that," Akaya purred and moved to press his lips against Hiyoshi’s, loving the feel of his hands on his skin.

“Mm… and what if I… disagree with your… assessment?” was said between kisses, not being able to hold back the smile forming.

"Then I guess you'll just have to convince me otherwise," Akaya said and smiled as well, because he loved it when Hiyoshi smiled, even if it did look increasingly... devious... uh-oh.

“As you say… love.” Using the grip he already had on Akaya’s sides, Hiyoshi straddled his boyfriend and mercilessly started to attack his sensitive sides with tickles.

Akaya’s eyes shot open and he started laughing uncontrollably, "Ah! AHAHAHAHAA---W-WAKASHI---AHAHAHA-S-STOP!!"

Hiyoshi laughed and held both of Akaya’s wrists in a tight grip so he wouldn’t be able to attack back. “Not until you take it back.”

The black haired boy laughed and wriggled under him and tried to tug his hands away so he could save himself. "Oh god! Hahahahaa-Stop---ahaha---ow--my abs--ahahahaha!"

The tickling continued until Akaya looked like he was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, then Hiyoshi finally let him breathe and laid his head down on his boyfriend’s heaving chest with a grin. Akaya’s heavy breathing and fast heart-beat easily felt and heard, making him relax and smile happily on top of him. “So… are you ready now to acknowledge my supremacy?”

Akaya gasped for air and a few small chuckles escaped before he finally got a hold of himself. "No way," he chuckled again and hugged onto his boyfriend. "I say it's a draw."

Hiyoshi leaned up for a moment to kiss Akaya lightly on the lips, a playful gleam still in his eyes. “I think I can live with that,” then buried his head again against Akaya’s chest. If anyone ever asked, Hiyoshi Wakashi didn’t snuggle, but that was exactly what he was doing with a content sigh escaping his lips.

Akaya couldn't hold back his smile as he held Hiyoshi close and rubbed his back. "Yeah... Me too." He didn't really care what role he had. As long as he was with Hiyoshi, that was enough for him.

Hiyoshi knew he should get up, there were plenty of things he should be doing, but he was far too comfortable where he was. Taking hold of one of Akaya’s hands, he tangled it with his own and brought it to his lips. He slowly and lovingly began kissing and nibbling at Akaya’s fingers one by one.

The curly-haired demon closed his eyes and made a little happy noise at the attention to his fingers. "Mm... Feels good," he mumbled and opened his eyes again slowly to watch his boyfriend work.

Little by little, Hiyoshi explored over the palm of Akaya’s hand with his tongue, lightly sucking at the small calluses he must have gotten from tennis. Taking a moment to nuzzle into it; softly kissing the center. Once he was done, he tangled it with his own and turned it over, kissing and repeating the process on the back of his hand.

Akaya blinked a couple times and tried to keep his jaw from hanging open as he watched. Damn that was hot. "Wakashi..." he said softly and tried not to show just how much he was enjoying the attention to his fingers.

When the last piece of skin was tasted, Hiyoshi looked up into Akaya’s eyes and smiled fondly. Without letting go of his hand, he moved his body up over Akaya’s and settled down again when their bodies were at an even level. His leaned forward and gave Akaya’s lips the same treatment he had just given his hand, nipping and sucking softly with very little pressure, never taking his eyes off him.

If he hadn't already been in love with Hiyoshi, the curly-haired demon would have fallen for him right then. The attention left him breathless and wanting so much more, but for once, he realized he was content to just lay there and kiss. It was refreshing. He returned the kisses slowly and sensually, loving the way their bodies meshed together.

It wasn’t for sure how long they lay like that, merely holding and quietly kissing. It was a little frightening to Hiyoshi how much he wanted Akaya all to himself. It made him worry about… no. He wasn’t going to think about that right now. He only wanted to think about the chibi demon he loved in front of him. “I love you.” The words just slipped out and he was surprised by how easily they came to him. “I want you to stay with me,” he added with a hint of desperation in his tone.

"I love you too," Akaya smiled and ran a hand through Hiyoshi’s hair, playing with it slowly, "And I want to stay with you, more than anything," he reassured and kissed the other man again lightly.

Hiyoshi smiled at his words, feeling everything was right with the world. “What else do you want?” he asked curiously, wanting to give him everything.

"To beat Sanada-fukubuchou, Yanagi-senpai, and Buchou at tennis," the tennis player said simply and smiled from ear to ear childishly.

The tender moment somewhat broken, Hiyoshi laughed, he rolled onto his back next to Akaya, his face turning up towards the ceiling. “I was thinking more along the lines of long term goals, but okay.”

Akaya pouted as his boyfriend laughed and rolled to his side to face him. "It is a long term goal! Do you know how strong they are?! It's inhuman I tell you!"

“You’ll get there.” Hiyoshi said confidently, reaching out and flicking Akaya’s forehead lightly. “I remember you playing a pretty good game against Sanada not too long ago.”

"Yeah," Akaya smiled and looked very proud of himself. "It was a pretty good game, wasn't it?" He snuggled up to Hiyoshi’s side, "After was fun too."

Hiyoshi’s smile turned a little crooked. “Is it a bad thing that I think I’m starting to become attracted to you when you’re like that?”

"I don't think so," Akaya laughed and squeezed Hiyoshi’s middle. "I think you're really sexy when you're doing your martial arts stuff."

Hiyoshi snickered. That was nice to know, but… “I’m talking about…” not sure if he should say it, but what the hell, "when you’re so focused on the game, and confident, your eyes turn blood red… I’m not saying I enjoy watching you slaughter people on the court, but sometimes...” Oh yeah, that very public display of affection wouldn’t have happened afterwards if Hiyoshi hadn’t already been very turned on by Akaya’s game.

Akaya blinked a couple times then smiled childishly again. "You don't think it's weird or creepy or anything?" He asked excitedly and propped himself up on one elbow to look at Hiyoshi.

“Yes, it’s weird,” Hiyoshi said, leaning forward and kissing his nose. “That’s why I’m questioning my sanity for thinking something that should be creepy is such a turn on.”

Akaya wrinkled up his nose then smiled at Hiyoshi again. "Oh well, I still love you, even if you are crazy." he teased and kissed his boyfriend lightly.

“If I’m crazy, it’s entirely your fault,” Hiyoshi narrowed his eyes in mock anger. “I was completely normal before you came along.”

"Pft, yeah right," the chibi demon laughed and ran his hand over Hiyoshi’s chest. "You were no where near normal."

“Sure I was. I never did anything out of the normal.” The martial artist had a normal traditional upbringing, a normal planned future set up for him, nothing outstanding to make him stick out. Completely normal. “Remember, you once told me that I had to be one of the most boring people on the planet.”

"Well, I guess that's kinda true, but normal people aren't that grouchy all the time." Akaya lay back on his side since his shoulder was starting to go numb and snuggled up to Hiyoshi again.

“Thank you,” Hiyoshi said into his hair as Akaya snuggled up to him again, burying his face into massive amount of dark curls.

"For what?" Akaya mumbled and closed his eyes.

“For making my life a little less normal,” Hiyoshi wrapped his arms around Akaya and grinned, “It’s kind of boring being boring.”

Akaya laughed and got as close as physically possible then stole a kiss. "Happy to help."

“One thing I’m not sure I appreciate though…” Hiyoshi stole back another kiss, reveling in the taste of Akaya’s lips for a moment before pulling back and giving him his stereotypical grouchy look. “You’ve made me entirely too dependent on your lips.”

"They're addictive aren't they?" Akaya teased and puckered them at Hiyoshi before winking and kissing him again. It was so hard not to bust up laughing at that.

Hiyoshi couldn’t help it, laughter erupted from him at the look Akaya gave him, and the next thing he knew, he was half laughing, half kissing Akaya back.

Finally, Akaya dissolved into laughter as well because he just couldn't resist it when Hiyoshi laughed. He loved that laugh, even though he didn't hear it very often.

When their laughter started to die down, Hiyoshi couldn’t help but think as he watched Akaya smiling and laughing, that despite the problems, the embarrassments, the worries, and all of the unknowns… he couldn’t remember ever being even close to this happy before Akaya had come into his life. “Yes.” He smiled as he ran his hand through Akaya’s dark curls, adding a little bit of extra pressure and scratching lightly at the base of his neck, guaranteed to make Akaya putty in his hands, “Very addictive.”