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Of bratty demons and mushroom heads	By : TrishaMCH Category: Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1574 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own "Prince of Tennis" or any of its characters. It belongs to Konomi-sensi. I’m merely using the characters because I like to have fun with them. No profit is being made.

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CHAPTER 37

“Oh, by the way, An might be staying with us tonight.”

Hiyoshi immediately raised an eyebrow in question at Akaya’s random statement. “...Why?”

“She got lonely and I said she could stay whenever she wants.”

“Uhh...” The mushroom-headed boy sighed at his boyfriend’s careless response and tried to figure out if there was any way to refuse without sounding like a jerk. Nothing came to mind. “Fine. I'll sleep on the floor.”

Akaya blinked a few times as if confused and looked at around at the bed they were both laying on. “She can sleep in the bed with us.” then added with a shrug as if it didn’t matter. “She’s small.”

That was just wrong. It did matter, at least to Hiyoshi, and just the thought made him feel awkward. How was he supposed to tell his boyfriend of over six months, of whom he loved and trusted, that he didn’t feel comfortable having a girl in their bed? Shouldn’t those things be obvious?

Then there were lips on his, kissing him sweetly. “Relax. It'll be fine.”

The kiss was distracting, and the usual feelings of contentment that accompanied Akaya’s kisses washed over him. “Isn't that called a threesome?” The question was out before he thought of the ramifications of asking such a question. ‘Great, now I get to feel like an idiot.’

“No, but if you want the real definition of a threesome I'd be happy to share.” The little demon was flashing him that little happy slutty devil smile. “This is called us helping our friend who's lonely because her boyfriend is in France for a month.”

“...Oh.” He was still trying to recover from that smile, but managed to respond. “She's sleeping on your side.”

“Okay!”

Akaya could be so infuriating at times, but now Hiyoshi was curious. Even though he knew he’d regret it later, he asked anyway. “So… What exactly is a threesome then?”

The devil smirk returned. “I have a video if you're that curious.”

There was a video about it? Or maybe the phrase was taken from a movie? “A video? A ‘threesome’ refers to a movie?”

Akaya’s face landed in his palm, making him feel like an even bigger idiot. Hiyoshi thought perhaps he should just go back to what he was doing before Akaya interrupted, reading his book.

“Wakashi, I love you. A threesome is a sexual activity between three people.”

All thoughts of returning to his book evaporated and his eyes narrowed irritably. “NO.”

Akaya just laughed. He did that a lot. Hiyoshi was starting to think he might be developing a complex for being laughed at. Never mind, who was he kidding? He already had one.

“Relax. I wasn’t suggesting it. They’re a lot harder than they sound.” The words were said so casually, as if he was talking baking cookies, but Hiyoshi’s brain was suddenly working overtime in a direction it really didn’t want to go.

“Why would that be... STOP. Never mind... huh? You've been... Wait! Don't answer that either. I don't want to know...” Shit. Just the thought of Akaya… he didn’t want to think about it. He got up to his feet and walked over to his bookshelf, gazing at his books as if they would make those thoughts miraculously go away.

While in the process of trying to distract himself, Akaya walked up behind him and wrapped his arms around the sexually-naive boy’s waist, kissing the back of his neck. “Hey, why are you sulking? Are you jealous? We can try it if you're really that interested.”

Hiyoshi couldn’t decide whether to push the brat away or pull him closer. In the end, he ended up just staying put. “I'm not sulking. What the hell do I have to be jealous of, brat? Is there someone else you want to sleep with in our bed?” ‘Or in their bed?’ He added mentally with a sneer.

“There is no one else I want to sleep with, Wakashi. You know that.” There was only truth in Akaya’s tone.

“Then why did you...?” Sighing, he turned in his boyfriend’s arms, facing him, and raised an eyebrow. “But you would still be willing?”

“I would do anything you wanted me to...” The bratty demon consoled while pulling him in closer, right up against him.

Hiyoshi had a really bad habit he needed to break. It happened every time Akaya said something cheesy like that. His heart beat faster and his heart started to talk instead of his head. “I want you to n..!” He managed to stop myself.

“Wait.” The self-conscious marital artist paused. He looked to the ceiling, the side wall, and the floor, as if they inexplicably held all the answers. “Never mind.”

“Want me to what?” Akaya asked curiously, hands running up the mushroom headed boy’s back in a possessive hold, not letting him escape. “Tell me.”

This was why he should always think before speaking. Maybe he could try ignoring him. It couldn’t hurt to try. “Nothing.” Shrugging out of the arms, he walked back towards the bed, away from all the pressure of that embrace.

“Alright... If you don't wanna tell me... I understand...”

Akaya got back on the bed and sat down with a huff, obviously pouting, and that was a lot harder to ignore. Maybe he could still save the situation. “What? There's nothing to tell.”

“You were going to say something then you stopped.” The idiot was full out moping now. Hiyoshi hated it when his boyfriend did that. It made him feel guilty.

“Uhh… I want you to... uhh... figure out what you want for dinner. Yes.” Hiyoshi added a little nod at the end to be more convincing.

“You suck at lying...”

Well, shit. “Che...but it would be nice to know what we're having for dinner.” He petted messy ringlet curls, hoping to take some of the gloom out of those accusing green eyes.

“Why won’t you tell me? Is it that bad?”

It was time for plan B. If ignoring didn’t work, play clueless. “Errr... Why won’t I tell you what?” All he got for that attempt was a glare.

“What do you want me to do...?” Akaya asked.

“What do you want me to do?”

“I asked you first.”

“…And I asked you second. Deal.”

Akaya rolled over on the bed to face the wall.

“C'mon brat, stop acting like a br... Is it really that important?” Hiyoshi rolled my eyes.

“It is now, yes.”

“Why?”

“Because you won’t tell me, and you know I hate it when you don’t tell me stuff.” Akaya really was acting like an immature brat.

“I already told you! There's nothing to tell!” Hiyoshi was getting frustrated, and it was showing. “I'm sure there are a lot of things you want that I don't know about. Things you wouldn’t feel right asking for.”

“No, I pretty much ask you for anything I want.” His boyfriend answered in that completely honest and innocent tone of his.

Well, shit. Hiyoshi didn’t know if that meant he was a bad boyfriend or if Akaya was just an idiot who had no filter between his brain and mouth, probably both. Either way, he had no idea how to respond to that.

“Can I have a puppy?”

“Not allowed in the dorms.”

“...So?”

“So, no.”

“But Echizen has a cat.”

“Which is a terror to the rest of the school. I already have one terror to take care of and that is quite enough for now, thank you.” Maybe Akaya really didn’t hide anything he wanted from him. He wasn’t sure if that made him happy or nervous.

“Fine...” And up came that pout again. It really was a cute pout. Hiyoshi leaned over to kiss it since kissing a pouting Akaya was almost as nice as kissing a smiling one.

The pouting boy kissed me back, but it obviously wasn’t enough to distract. “Please tell me what you were going to say?”

“Ugh...” Sitting up on the bed, Hiyoshi started to massage his temples to fend off the oncoming headache. “I don't even know. I stopped before I completed the thought. There were a lot of things I could have said.”

“Well then just tell me something you want.”

“Err...” ‘What do I want?’ There was a long list in his head blaring at him in bold letters, but half of them made me wince with their cliché happy family and the dojo cheesy-ness. He instead decided go with the obvious. “I want you to... not have any more threesomes.”

The look Akaya gave clearly indicated he wasn’t impressed. “Wakashi, come on.”

“What?” He crossed his arms and looked at him seriously. “I’m being honest! I don't care if both of us are there. I'm not at all interested in a third party.” Just the idea made him shudder unpleasantly. “Besides...” He brought a hand up to trace Akaya's cheek bone. “I think I'd be too distracted by you to pay them any attention.”

The smile Akaya gave him practically made Hiyoshi’s heart stop, and then the kiss his hand received ensured he wouldn’t be able to breath for at least another second or two. He returned the smile. “Not to mention we've already discussed that if I ever saw you... in close proximity with some else like that...” His eyes turned deadly serious. “I don't think I have to remind you that I have various deadly weapons that I am highly skilled in using.”

“N-no--I remember...” Both Akaya’s voice and body trembled before him. Good.

The deadly martial artist’s smile widened and he leaned over to kiss his forehead. “And I would hope you wouldn't be completely okay with someone coming onto me like that...”

“No. I'd probably go demon mode and kill them.” The demon brat mumbled off-handedly.

“Then we shouldn't have a problem.” Hiyoshi kissed his nose and pulled him back against him with a satisfied grin. “So what do you want for dinner?”
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