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The Bet	By : Rhonda Category: Gravitation > General Views: 9291 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 5: Friday—Day Four?

Even though they’d only been together a short time, Hiro had already learned a lot about K. For instance, believe it or not, K was a gourmet cook. How a man who was on the convention committee for “Soldier of Fortune” magazine could make a delicate, five-star restaurant soufflé a person would slap their mother for was beyond comprehension. Among his even more impressive set of skills (outside the bedroom, that is) was his ability to listen to up to three different conversations at the same time even if fully engaged in carrying on one of his own. The only way one might possibly know that his undivided attention wasn’t yours was the very slight twitching of his ears as they directionally (and independently) positioned themselves to pick up whatever they were tuning into. It was this very slight movement that caught Hiro’s eye. He turned around trying to figure out what it was that had the rest of K’s attention.

Hiro looked in the south, south easterly direction he’d seen one of K’s ears slide around to. Sitting three tables away was Shuichi and Ryu who, in addition to looking fairly strung out, were having a soft and seemingly miserable conversation.

Hiro strained to hear what they were saying, but amid the noise of the rest of the break room users, found it futile.

K, noticing he’d been caught, smiled. He really did like his boy. In addition to being easy on the eyes, Hiro was warm, talented, funny and very quick with the observations as he was finding out.

“They’re talking about how rough their week has been,” he relayed to Hiro. “It seems that both their love lives have hit some kind of glitch that has to do with sex—” K frowned and paused. “Correction. Lack thereof.”

“I heard something about that earlier this week.” Hiro said. “Shuichi said that Monday night Yuki-san was all over him but by Tuesday he wouldn’t so much as look at him. It’s been like that ever since.” Hiro watched Ryu pick at his vending machine lunch. “Looks like whatever Yuki’s got is catching.”

K frowned. “Hmm….”

“I don’t know what’s going on.” Shuichi was on the verge of tears. “First he can’t get enough of me, then he won’t touch me for love or money and then last night, he got me so wound up I thought my head was going to explode! But right before we got anywhere, he ran off! He didn’t come back til it was almost time for me to come to the studio!”

“I’m sorry Shuichi.” Ryu replied softly. “Ta-kun’s been very weird lately too. He won’t play with me.” He sniffed a little. “We missed Naked Twister Tuesday AND Naked Tag Wednesday and last night he passed out right during the middle of Naked Lap Dance Thursday.” Ryu’s eyes glistened. “Maybe he doesn’t want to play with me at all anymore.”

“I’m sure that’s not it, Ryu.” Shuichi tried to comfort his friend. “I’ve seen the way Tatsuha looks at you. He does nothing but talk about you when he’s over to Yuki’s. If he thought there was a way to play with you 24/7/365 and a quarter for leap years, I’m certain he’d run over someone to do it.”

“I know!” Ryu brightened suddenly. “Maybe if I give him a dollar and take him to lunch, he’ll play with me again.”

Shuichi blinked. “Huh?” That came from way out of left field.

“That’ll make him sparkly again!”

“Ryu, what are you talking about?” Shuichi pressed.

“And then he’ll make me sparkly! I really, REALLY, need some sparkles, Shuichi.”

“You’re not making sense, Ryu, slow down.” Shuichi tried to catch the clues that his friend was threatening to drop.

“And maybe then he’ll give me back my shampoo. I’ve had to use Pert all week!” Ryu sighed and ran a dissatisfied hand through his hair.

“Ryu,” Shuichi said slowly trying to pump him for more coherent information, “what do you mean a dollar and lunch?”

“Well,” he replied chewing on one of Kumagoro’s ears, “I think Yuki-san and Tatsuha are talking about dollars when they go to Satori’s for lunch every day at one o’clock. Yuki-san wants one of Tatsuha’s dollars but Tatsuha doesn’t want to give it to him. I wonder why Yuki-san doesn’t use one of his own dollars…” Ryu chewed it over.

Shuichi tried to put it all together, but it wasn’t going. “They’re having lunch every day at one o’clock and talking about dollars?” He couldn’t make the connection.

“Maybe it’s a magic dollar and Yuki-san wants it for himself.”

“Ryu, how do you know all of this?” Shuichi asked, hoping for another bone.

“I found a receipt from Satori’s and he didn’t bring me a single thing!” Ryu pouted. “And Ta-kun talks in his sleep.” He took the ear out. “When he’s not crying, that is.”

“Tatsuha cries in his sleep?” None of this was making any sense.

“Yeah,” Ryu said sadly, “he does a lot of that lately.”

Three tables away K smiled. “Well, well, well, it’s a family affair,” he said.

Hiro waited expectantly.

“It seems Yuki and Tatsuha are secretly withholding from our boys all over a stupid bet of some kind, but it’s backfired on them terribly and they’ve found themselves backed into a corner filled with blue balls, sleepless nights and disgruntled boyfriends. Apparently this all went down on Monday, went into effect on Tuesday, and now, just four pitiful days later, it’s hit critical mass on all fronts because neither of them wants to back down and lose face.” K shook his head. What a couple of dumbasses, he thought.

“You got all that just now?” Hiro was amazed.

K shrugged. “What can I tell you? I’m good!”

“How did all this happen?”

“Knowing Yuki, he instigated it and knowing Tatsuha, he wasn’t quick enough to get himself out of it.”

“Well, I hope it’s a decent amount of money for all the trouble they’re going through.” Hiro concluded.

“Would you believe it’s over a dollar?”

Hiro snorted. “What a couple of dumbasses!”

K smiled at his boy, listened for a few more minutes then started to make his move.

“Where’re you going?” Hiro knew the answer to that already.

“Gotta go right some wrongs, my friend. This is already affecting Shuichi’s studio work and if this keeps up, he won’t be able to hit a high note to save his life.”

“We shouldn’t get involved.” Hiro said, trying to be the voice of reason. “I think we should tell Shuichi and Ryu what’s going on, of course, but since Yuki and Tatsuha got themselves into this mess, they should have to be the ones to get themselves out of it.”

“Oh-ho, they’ll get themselves out of it alright.” K smiled wickedly. “In fact, when I’m done, they’ll never want to do it again. Which of course leaves me free to plan for their next random act of stupidity.”

Hiro shook his head. “I just don’t think it’s any of our business. Besides, you’ve been itching to get Yuki ever since you found out it was him behind having that cheese basket sent to you and you’re using this as an excuse.”

At that moment, Yoshihiro, a sound engineer from the fifth floor walked into the break room and immediately doubled over, gagged and turned green. Trying to stop his eyes from rolling back in his head he clutched at the wall and said loudly…

“Can I just ask what is up with all the CHEESE in here???” His head swiveled viciously taking in all the plates of cubed, sliced, diced and grated cheese that sat around the room on every flat surface. “Anybody???”

Since the “Great Event,” cheese of every shape, color and texture had taken over every single break room at NG like mutant tribbles and seemed to multiply into more plates every day. And it all went back to Yuki.

“Did someone buy a cheese farm???” He asked loudly to no one in particular. “Has someone become a member of the First Church of Cheese and Latter Day Saints??? I mean, goddamn! Every day there’s more. No matter how much you eat, it just keeps coming back! I can’t close my eyes to sleep without seeing cheese. I can’t pass it in the grocery store without turning green. I HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO SHIT FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS!!!”

Tears flowed like waterworks as a co-worker tried to calm him down.

“It’s ok, Yoshi. It’ll be alright.”

“IT’S NOT OK! IT WON’T BE ALRIGHT!” he screamed back. “How long can a man live on laxatives before things start going south that aren’t supposed to???” He collapsed against his friend.

K eyed Hiro and pushed one of the many plates lying around the break room toward him.

“Eat up Lover, I still got 22 pounds left.”

Hiro turned green, an interesting effect against the red of his hair.

“Payback’s a bitch, K, go get yours!” he spat out, shielding himself from the plate.

K smiled. “You’re too good to me, Hiro.” He headed over to the target table and took the plate with him.

*** ***

It took K a half hour to explain to the boys what was going on. It took another 37 minutes, three diagrams and a sock puppet show to get the boys to understand what it was he wanted them to do. Finally, a 40 watt lightbulb flickered on over Shuichi’s head.

“I get it!” he smiled. This was going to be very interesting. Now if they could just get Ryuichi to go along with it.

K was one step ahead of him. He tapped Ryu on the head. “We may need Ryuichi to put in an appearance.”

Ryu frowned. “I AM Ryuichi. Did you forget?”

K looked back at Shuichi and shrugged. “It’s all you!”

“That’s ok, I got it. Come on Ryu, we’ve got less than an hour to get into place.”

They stood up.

“Are we going somewhere?” asked Ryu.

K went for his gun.

Shuichi quickly pulled his friend out of the line of fire, out the room and down the hall before any insurance policies had to be cashed in.

*** ***

Tatsuha awakened that morning with a sticky note from Ryu stuck to his forehead.

“Gone to the studio.” It said in scribbly Katakana.

He looked at his watch: 10:37. Head killing him, he tried to stand and found that his legs wouldn’t support him, causing him to thump back down again.

What is wrong with me? He wracked his brain for answers and the previous night’s events came dancing back to him.

“Ohmigod. Naked Lap Dance Thursday.” Flashes of lace pants, hand stands and being ridden like a racehorse galloped through his mind. His eyes flew down to the front of his pants.

“Relax, you passed out before anything happened.” His dick lay on his brig bunk quietly.

“Oh, it’s you.” Tatsuha sighed. “Listen, I’m really sorry…”

“No,” his dick cut him off, “it’s ok. This is all my fault. I’ve been thinking about it and I’ve been pushing you hard lately. You and Ryu. Naked Monopoly Mondays, Naked Twister Tuesdays…something had to give eventually. I’m thinking of going away for awhile, someplace quiet…”

“Go away?” Tatsuha was confused. “How’s that going to happen?”

“You’ll see.” The statement had an ominous ring to it.

“That won’t be necessary. I’m going to call it quits with Yuki at lunch today. There’s absolutely no reason to continue with this charade. I’m a weak man. I know that now. I’m slave to my libido and my dick has better sense than I do. It’s time I faced the truth, accepted myself for who I am and lived up to my true registered nympho potential as Ryuichi Sakuma’s 24/7/365 and a quarter for leap years love toy.” Tatsuha stood up.

“Today, I shall shag as I have never shagged before!” Tatusha looked heavenward with his declaration.

“You mean it?” Tatsuha’s dick sat up on his bunk with tears in his…eyes?

Tatsuha closed his eyes. The brig door swung open slowly, creaking on its hinges and sunlight, warm and pure filtered into the dark, dank room.

“Can we really do it?” His dick hesitated at the threshold. “They say the first step is the hardest.”

Tatsuha opened his eyes.

“We’ll just have to keep shagging until we get it right. There’s no turning back now.”

Tatsuha’s dick nodded solemnly then, with a breath, stepped into the sunlight.

*** ***

Something wasn’t right. Yuki had been watching the scene from an inside table for the last ten minutes and had grown steadily more confused and uneasy ever since. He saw Tatsuha make for the patio seating.

‘Tatsuha!” he hissed.

Tatsuha looked around to see his brother crouching behind a menu at an inside table facing the outdoor tables. He was waving him over.

“Why are you in here?” he asked standing beside him.

“Sit down!” Yuki hissed and yanked his brother into the booth beside him.

“What are you doing?” Tatsuha was perplexed.

“Look out there.” He pointed outside.

Tatsuha leaned over and looked. There were several tables occupied with late lunchers and a few waiters roving around with orders.

“And I’m looking for???”

“Over there at the second to last table.”

Tatsuha screwed up his bleary, bloodshot eyes. There were two young men sitting at the table eating lunch. They were both wearing jackets, baseball caps and sunglasses and were sitting with their heads bent together nearly touching, laughing intimately over something one of them had said. One of the men reached out and fondled a stray lock of the other man’s hair. A shocking PINK lock…

“IS THAT???” Tatsuha stood up.

“Sit down, damn it!” Yuki yanked him back. “And shut up before they hear you. These glass windows aren’t that thick.”

“Is that Shuichi and Ryu?” he asked more quietly.

“Yeah.”

Tatsuha frowned. “So why are we in here?”

“Do you want them to see us?”

“What difference does it make? They don’t know about the bet. Speaking of, listen, Eiri, there’s something I need to tell you.”

Yuki wasn’t listening. “There, there, you see?”

Tatsuha sighed. “You’re not listening. I’m trying to tell you something.” He reached in his pocket for a dollar.

Yuki grabbed his brother’s face and wrenched it back toward the outside table.

“Eiri, I…” he stopped. He blinked. He looked again.

Ryu, who had still been curling his finger around an errant lock of Shuichi’s hair, let his fingers trail down the side of Shuichi’s face and softly caressed his cheek. Shuichi smiled, blushed and looked away. Ryu picked up a strawberry off his plate, gently turned Shu’s face back toward him and brushed Shu’s lips lightly with it. Shuichi looked around nervously, then, opened his mouth slightly. Ryu pushed the berry inside and let his fingers linger…

Tatsuha blinked…again. “What am I seeing?” he asked slowly. He continued to watch as Shuichi began licking the leftover juice off Ryu’s fingers with long flicks of his tongue.

“What did I just see?” repeated Tatsuha. “They know we’re here, right? They’re just playing around with us, right?”

A waiter suddenly appeared beside Ryu with their check and the two broke apart quickly and looked down at the table blushing.

“Right???”

Yuki was silent.

“Of course they are!” Tatsuha was approaching indignant. “Why else would they be at this particular restaurant at this time of day? And out on the patio where we usually are, I might add?”

“Well, for starters, this is the closest restaurant to my building. And it’s lunch time. And they aren’t supposed to know about any of this. Of course if they did and wanted to be seen, the patio’s the place to do it.” Yuki directed this last at his brother. “Right?”

“If you’re asking me if I set this whole thing up, the answer is no. I haven’t told Ryu anything about this.”

Yuki narrowed his eyes.

“I swear on a crate of lube! How could I tell him something like this? It’s embarrassing!” Tatsuha looked away. “I can’t believe I’m in this mess myself!”

Yuki frowned. He believed his him. If Tatsuha was telling the truth, then either they’d found out another way and were itching for a little payback or…

“They’re leaving!” Yuki could hear the panic in Tatsuha’s voice. He started to get up.

“What’re you doing?”

“I’m going to go see my man, what’s it look like?!”

“Wait, let’s see what they’re up to.” Yuki grabbed Tatsuha’s jacket sleeve.

“They’re not “up” to anything. They’re two friends having lunch.” Tatsuha tried to shake his brother off. He watched Ryu and Shuichi walk toward the door as they continued their shared space conversation. Not looking where he was going, Shuichi bumped into an orphaned chair. Ryu’s hand shot out and steadied his friend, then casually let his hand slide down his arm and to Shu’s hand, which he grabbed and kept hold of while they walked out the door.

Yuki looked at the man standing next to him. Tatsuha, who had already looked a gawdawful mess when he walked through the door, now looked positively sick. He was pale, flustered and his bottom lip was trembling.

“Why are you still sitting there?” he snapped at Yuki. “Let’s go see what they’re up to!”

The two brothers followed the two friends at a discreet distance all the way back to Yuki’s building. Since they knew the friends were going up to Yuki’s flat, they waited in the lobby a few minutes to put some distance between them before going up themselves. They watched the two get into an elevator and just as the doors closed, Ryu turned toward Shuichi and leaned in for a….

The doors closed.

Yuki’s jaw locked. Tatsuha’s jaw fell open. They hurried to the elevators.

When they arrived at Yuki’s floor, the two had already gone in. Yuki went to his door, quietly unlocked it and cracked it open. They could hear their boys talking inside.

“I don’t know.” Shuichi was saying. “I don’t know where Yuki is and he might come home at any minute.”

“That’s what makes it fun! Don’t you want to have fun, Shu-chan?” Ryu asked.

“I guess. It doesn’t matter anyway since Yuki doesn’t want me anymore.” Shuichi sounded like he was about to cry.

“Aww… don’t cry Shuichi.”

Silence punctuated by soft sniffling.

“I still like you. Come here.” There was soft rustling.

“Here, this is what I used to do when Tatsuha was feeling sad.”

Tatsuha gasped beside him. His mind rattled off the numerous things Ryu did for him when he was feeling sad and none of them ought to be done without the sanctity of some kind of matrimony.

“Oh my god!” he said out loud.

“Would you shut up?” The rustling inside grew louder. There was a sigh.

“Did you like that?” Ryu asked.

“Yessss…” replied Shuichi. Yuki stiffened.

“See?? See??” Tatsuha made a move to go in and Yuki yanked him back.

“Aren’t you afraid Tatsuha will find out if we do this?” Shuichi asked.

“Ta-kun doesn’t want me anymore either. He won’t play with me. We missed Naked Twister Tuesday AND Naked Tag Wednesday and he passed right out during Naked Lap Dance Thursday. I don’t think he wants me for Naked Free For All Fridays either.” Ryu sounded sad.

Tatsuha sagged against the outer wall. “Oh my God in Heaven, what have I done???” He clutched his heart with his hand and let the tears come.

“I know!” Ryu brightened.

“We can make a new game just for us. We can call it Naked Friend Fridays. Ok? Then we won’t be alone and I can show you how to sparkle, Ok?”

“Sparkle?” Shuichi asked.

“It’s very nice, Shuichi. Let me show you how to sparkle.”

There was more rustling followed by a soft…MMmmmm….

“Let’s try it again. This time, do this.” Shuichi’s soft panting could be heard floating through the door.

“Ohhh…nnnn….Yuki….” Yuki’s name flittered out at him and he smiled.

“No, Ryuichi. Say Ryuichi, not Yuki.” A sexy, throaty voice commanded.

Tatsuha’s hands flew to his mouth. “Ryuichi???”

“Ryuichi, not Yuki???” Yuki arched an evil brow.

“Ahh…Ryuichi!”

“Let me show you what else I can do.” Ryuichi said. There was another rustling movement and then footsteps crossed the room and faded as they went into the back. A door closed softly.

Yuki was frowning. “They HAVE to know we’re here. I can’t see Shuichi or Ryu, Ryuichi, WHOEVER, just up and…” Before he could finish his sentence, Tatsuha jacked his brother up against the outer wall by his jacket.

Yuki looked into the eyes of a madman.

“NAKED FRIEND FRIDAYS???” Tatsuha was hyperventilating. “RYUICHI wants to SPARKLE WITH SHUICHI during NAKED FRIEND FRIDAYS!!!”

“What the fuck are you doing?! Put me down, Tatsuha!!”

“Why should I??? I’ve got nothing left and now, neither do you!!!”

“Don’t you get it, moron? They’re fucking with us!! They’re on to us and are trying to screw with us to get us back for withholding.” Yuki tried to twist himself out of his brother’s grip but surprisingly couldn’t. It was amazing the strength the insane often possessed.

“SO WHAT IF THEY’RE ON TO US??? We put them in this position in the first place! If it hadn’t been for us, Shuichi wouldn’t be sad and crying his eyes out thinking that you no longer want him. Ryuichi wouldn’t be sad and contemplating extra relationship SPARKLE because he thinks *I* don’t want him anymore. Because of our own fucking idiocy, we’re about to mess up the best thing either of us has going for him!!! AND I’M GOING TO LOSE OUT ON NAKED FREE FOR ALL FRIDAYS!!!” Tatsuha dropped Yuki.

“That’s it. I’m done. I’m out. Take your fucking dollar.” He flung a crumpled bill at his brother.

“You’re strong, I’m weak. You’re right, I’m wrong. You’re King of the Kingdom, I’m a lowly serf. There. I said it. Feel free to tell whomever you like. I love Ryu more than anything on this entire wretched planet and right now, I’m going in there and tell him so. I’m going to tell him about this whole sordid affair. If you want to go back to where you were before the “Great Event” and mess up everything you and Shuichi have worked for since, that’s your business. I can’t do that. I KNOW what I have and there’s no way I want to end up where you are, so now I’m going in there and do what I should have done yesterday--” Tatsuha pushed the door open. “beg his forgiveness!”

Yuki caught his brother’s arm. “Wait.” Tatsuha stopped.

Yuki sighed. “No. You’re the better man.” Tatsuha blinked. Surely he hadn’t just heard that.

“I know you wanted to quit yesterday, and I blew it for you. I was coming to the restaurant today to tell you that I quit. I wasn’t going to be as eloquent as you just were about it and I certainly wasn’t going haul you up against a wall by your throat—although, NOW I should. But I was going to hand over a dollar and tell you I was done.” Yuki let Tatsuha’s arm drop.

“For three days now, I’ve listened to Shuichi cry. I’ve seen the hurt in his eyes. And I ignored it because I wasn’t willing to back down. Even though I really never thought I had anything to prove, I still went with it. You’re right, not too long ago I almost lost him for real.” Yuki remembered what had led up to the “Great Event.” “That whole thing wasn’t your fault, it wasn’t Hiro’s fault, or Shuichi’s fault. It was my fault and here I am again, doing my utmost to wreck things.”

Yuki sighed again. “There was a moment back then when I thought it really was the end…and I don’t want to feel that way again. I can remember a time when I would have paid to have him go away, but somehow, now, for better or worse…he’s mine and God help me, I’m his.”

“So now, I’m going to go in there, tell Shuichi about this whole sordid affair and do what I should have done in the first place.” He took the door from his brother and opened it wide. “Tell him that I love him and that I want him.”

Yuki handed his brother back his dollar. “You’re Emperor of the country.”

Tatsuha took it, relieved. “You’re going to tell him you love him and want him?” he asked as they walked in.

“Yep. I’ll beat it into him if I have to.” Yuki thought about the small paddle he had for just such occasions. “That actually might not be such a bad idea…”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Like?”

“Begging for his forgiveness.”

Yuki launched a crook eye at his brother. “One thing at a time Tatsuha! Damn! Just because I pour my heart out to you doesn’t mean I’m ready to go run and write cards for Hallmark! Give a man some breathing room--this stuff doesn’t come naturally!!” He curled a lip at his brother. “God, you and Shuichi!”

Tatsuha just shook his head.

The house was quiet. They crossed the living room and stood outside the closed bedroom door.

Yuki arched the browed question at his brother.

Tatsuha nodded.

They went in.

Ryu and Shuichi were sitting on the bed reading manga.

“What took you so long?” Shuichi asked.

“Yeah,” chimed in Ryuichi, “we were getting tired of waiting for you!”

“Waiting for us?” Tatsuha looked at Yuki who shot him an I told you so look.

“Are you mad?” Shuichi eyed Yuki nervously. What had seemed like a good idea at the time suddenly didn’t look so good.

“Yeah!” Yuki growled. “I’m pissed right the fuck off! First I come home to find you in here manhandling, then you move when I tell you not to and then, come today, I find you in the arms of another man….AGAIN.”

Shuichi blushed, knowing full well what he was referring to.

“I am completely and totally mad.” He stood directly in front of Shu. “At myself.” He finished softly. “This whole week was insane and should have never happened.”

“You mean you do still want me?” Shuichi’s eyes reflected the hope in his voice.

Yuki bent down and kissed him deeply. “Moron. When did I say I didn’t?”

Shuichi hugged Yuki fiercely and clung to him. Yuki slowly wrapped both his arms around him and hugged his lover back. “I love you, Shu.” He whispered quietly.

“We aren’t interrupting anything, are we?” Tatsuha asked cautiously. There were times when he just wasn’t sure what was going through Ryu/ichi’s head and this was one of them. That whole display has seemed a little too real for his taste.

“Ta-kun! Are you feeling better?” Ryuichi grabbed Tatsuha’s hand and pulled him down on the bed beside him. “You passed out right in the middle of…”

“Yeah, I know.” Tatsuha leaned his head on Ryuichi’s shoulder. “Ryu, I’m so sorry for this whole week. I’m sorry we missed Naked Twister Tuesday and Naked Tag Wednesday. I’m sorry I passed out last night. It’s just…I wanted you so much and …with everything going on and my dick yelling at me from the brig and Eiri…”

Ryuichi cut him off with a soft kiss on the cheek. “It’s ok. You still want to play with me, right?” He looked down at Tatsuha with such seriousness, Tatsuha almost started to cry.

“Forever and ever and always.”

“Will you give me back my shampoo and marshmallows?”

“I’ll give you back everything, especially the marshmallows!!”

“Will you bring me dumplings from Satori’s?”

“I sure will and…” Tatsuha sat up and screeched to a halt. “How did you know about…”

Ryuichi attacked. He grabbed Tatsuha by his shirt collar and pulled him in for a deep, long kiss. It left Tatsuha breathless.

“Are you going to pass out?” he asked, watching his lover gasp.

“Not on your life.” Tatsuha returned the favor and soon the two were entwined in a hot embrace, panting and grabbing each other all over, erupting into a shower of Tatsuha’s shirt buttons.

Yuki frowned at the display in front of him.

“Tatsuha!” No answer. “Tatsuha!!” Tatsuha was concentrating on something and Yuki definitely wasn’t it.

Making sure his brother couldn’t hear him, Yuki bent down and whispered in Shuichi’s ear. “I’m sorry Shuichi...forgive me?”

Shuichi smiled and pulled him down further. Before Yuki knew it his shirt was unbuttoned and well on its way to being ripped off.

They kissed while Yuki fumbled with the rest of the buttons, sending the last few skittering across the floor. The shirt dropped right behind them and Shuichi’s shirt right behind it.

“What are you going to do to me?” Shuichi’s breathless question came amid moans and gasps, his own and Yuki’s, while Yuki mercilessly ate his neck.

Yuki bit down harder and Shuichi threw his head back.

“Ahhh! Yuki!! What are you going to do to me???” His voice went up an octave.

“I’m going to fuck you.” Yuki replied. He pushed Shuichi down, pinned him to the bed and ground his erection into Shuichi’s. “I’m going to fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked in your life!”

*** ***

Next to them, Tatsuha and Ryuichi were also on the fast track to coitus maximus, with Tatsuha lying back on the bed and Ryuichi straddling him.

Ryuichi started at Tatsuha’s nipples and worked his way over them, around them, on top of them, all tongue and teeth, making Tatsuha gasp and squirm with each lick and bite. He stopped for a moment and raised up to pull his shirt up over his head. Tatsuha helped him--helped himself to Ryuichi’s own nipples that is. He rubbed and flicked them, twisted and pinched them until they were red, hard and standing at attention. Ryuichi inhaled sharply with the pleasure and pain of it, dropped back down on top of Tatsuha, chest to chest, nipple to nipple and drank his lover’s throat, his neck, his chin and finally his mouth, delving in hard and slipping in deep.

Tatsuha raised his head and wrapping his arms around Ryuichi, pulled him closer and pushed his tongue further. He grabbed the back of Ryuichi’s head and pulled down closer still. He could feel his lover’s heart beat racing through his chest. He could feel Ryuichi’s ragged breath gasping for air, stealing it from his own mouth. He could feel Ryuichi’s hard erection jammed against his own. He could feel Ryuichi’s captured moans vibrating in his own throat…

*** ***

Still pinning Shuichi, Yuki wiggled himself enough room between Shu’s thighs to get his knees between them, then savagely ripped Shu’s legs apart when he spread his own. He parked one knee to the underside of Shu’s ass holding him in place while he took his free hand and opened, unzipped and peeled down Shu’s pants and underwear. Yuki saw just what he was searching for and palmed it. He felt Shuichi gasp and shudder beneath him. He let Shu’s hands go and after wriggling down to a better position, pinned him again at the hips. He freed Shuichi’s hardness from the rest of its underwear confines, then immediately restricted it to the confines of his mouth.

“Uhh, uhhhhh, uhhhhhh!” It was all Shuichi could get out. Yuki went down on him hard, sliding his tongue all the way down and flicking it all the way up. Back and forth, back and forth, curling his tongue over the top and back again. He treated Shu like a bright red cherry lollipop, sucking and slurping noisily, licking and swirling rhythmically, all the while holding his hips in place. Not to ignore anything else, he left Shuichi’s cock and dove in between his balls, licking the crevice between them and suckling them each gently in turn—stark contrast to his violent blow job.

Shuichi’s face turned purple with the effort. “OHHHH!” He panted, unable to catch his breath. Yuki, having no mercy on him continued, paying homage to the underside of his sack, massaging the sweet spot right behind them. Then as softly as he started, he left abruptly and went back on the offensive at the tip of Shu’s cock.

Since his body couldn’t go left or right, Shuichi bucked his hips up and down and met Yuki’s mouth suck after suck, twining his hands roughly around clumps of Yuki’s hair.

“Ahhh! God! Yuki!!!” Shuichi’s eyes squeezed shut unable to take the torture. He began to shake.

“FUCK ME, YUKI. PLEASE!!!”

Yuki let go. “Eiri! Call me Eiri!” And he yanked Shuichi’s pants the rest of the way off.

*** ***

Ryuichi released Tatsuha from his mouth and sat up. He closed his eyes and began riding Tatsuha’s erection. He closed his eyes and began sucking his own fingers, moaning deeply, enjoying the sensation of their two erections rubbing and sliding against each other through the thin fabric of their pants.

It drove Tatsuha crazy. He held onto Ryuichi’s hips, helping him rise, slamming him down, thrusting into him and meeting him half way. There was no way he was going to last like this. He raised his chest a little, halted Ryuichi mid hump and leaned him back a little. Then he took his right hand and spun him in place, with Ryuichi raising his legs for clearance just in time. He sat the rest of the way up and they continued their lap dance, moving and grinding while Tatsuha went to work undoing Ryuichi’s pants.

Ryuichi held on to the back of Tatsuha’s head, using his hair like a harness to drive his face crashing into the back of Ryuichi’s neck where, Tatsuha licked and chewed all the skin he could reach there. He moved over to the side and began devouring Ryuichi’s neck, Ryuichi’s shoulder and all that there was in between.

Getting the pants undone, he bucked his lap harder, allowing Ryuichi to bounce his way further and further out of his pants. Ryuichi laughed with delight (a sound that made Tatsuha smile through his sweat) then, free of his pants, went to work on his underwear.

*** ***

Yuki crawled his way back up Shuichi, straddled his chest and pulled him further up the bed to give them more room. Doing so put his erection right within licking distance of Shuichi’s mouth. So, since it was there…

Shuichi raised his head, opened his mouth and began pulling and sucking Yuki’s cock with all the fervor of a starving man. Yuki gasped, caught off guard and closed his eyes, giving into the sensation, gripping the comforter for support. Taking his hands, Shuichi slid Yuki’s pants down further, over his hips and lovingly down his ass, giving him more access and more room to play. Yuki moved with Shu, fucking his mouth, grinding his erection deep down Shu’s tongue, allowing himself to be nearly sucked dry. He withdrew before he lost himself and kicked his pants the rest of the way off. Crawling back upward, he straddled Shu’s chest again and leaned over Shuichi’s head to rummage for the lube in the nightstand drawer.

Doing so put his erection right back within licking distance of Shuichi’s mouth. So, since it was there…

*** ***

With Ryuichi completely naked now, Tatsuha rolled him over mid grind and laid his chest on the bed, giving rise to his hips with leverage from his hands. He continued grinding the back of Ryuichi while he worked down his own pants and drawers. Finally free of his own clothes, he humped up against the back of Ryuichi, skin to hot skin, leaning over to kiss and caress the small of his back. Ryuichi arched involuntarily and Tatsuha, seizing the moment, took the moment to seize his lover’s cock. He stroked him hard and fast, using the surplus of hot, clear liquid he found there to lubricate his slides. Ryuichi’s breath came faster and faster and his whimpers and moans became louder and louder.

“Mmmm….Ta-kun! Ta-kun! Ahhhh….”

*** ***

Yuki found himself once again the desired object of Shuichi’s mouth and once again he found himself fucking it, with deep long strokes, throwing Shuichi’s head back with each thrust. He almost lost his focus on finding the lube it felt so good. So good. So warm. So wet. Ahh…. He closed his eyes and rolled with it, literally, moans finally tearing from vibrations in the back of his throat to loud, audible testaments of his condition.

“Ahhh! Shuichi! Yeah! Sssss, harder!” Shuichi obeyed so obediently, he almost sucked out an orgasm. Yuki withdrew himself in time to catch it, but was panting with exertion after he did it. He forcefully felt around for the lube once again and finding it this time, yanked the cap off and applied it to himself and to his fingers and right after he’d stopped long enough to bend Shuichi’s legs back enough to lick and probe the depths there with his tongue (sending a screaming Shuichi hard against the wall of release almost causing him to cum on the spot) he applied a heaping dollop to his man. He passed the lube to the outstretched hand that he knew was behind him without even looking, keeping his eyes on his target. Massaging Shuichi, he slowly entered a finger, pushing it inside, feeling the soft hot heat he was so familiar with.

Shuichi shook and bucked taking it deeper.

Yuki came back out and sent his finger back in with a partner. Together they worked Shuichi from the inside out, sliding and twisting, scraping long wails out from the back of Shuichi’s throat.

Behind them, Ryuichi began calling Tatsuha’s name with fevered urgency, signaling that both brothers were on the same page.

“FUCK ME, YUKI…” Shuichi was begging now. Begging to be taken

“TA-KUN, PLEASE!” Ryuichi was near tears with wanting. His head bent down and he chewed the comforter, muffling his cries.

Slowly the brothers went in—Yuki with Shuichi on his back and Tatsuha with Ryuichi on his knees.

Skin met skin. Lips were bitten. Eyes were squeezed shut. Backs were arched. And screams were screamed.

Both brothers moved slowly at first, but with the events of the week pressing them both, that didn’t last long. Soon they were thrusting and pushing and shoving like animals, grunting and sweating with each slippery movement.

With each thrust, Tatsuha pushed Ryuichi further across the bed.

With each thrust, Yuki shoved Shuichi further into the headboard.

They continued, Yuki hard and deep, Tatsuha fast and hot. Over and over they buried themselves into their lovers; faster and deeper they went.

Ryuichi ended up on the pillows near Shuichi and raised his head to see his friend watching him and Tatsuha. Ryuichi watched back, his eyes following each thrusted bounce and the two of them got off on watching each other having the utter life fucked out of them.

Closer still, Ryuichi leaned, feeling himself close to the edge as Tatsuha thrust harder than ever. He opened his mouth and Shuichi reached.

They kissed, bouncing into each other, tongues crossing one another, lips caressing the other.

Seeing their two boys locked into such an intimate moment, sent both Tatsuha and Yuki over the edge without warning.

Yuki slammed himself into Shuichi taking him with him. Shuichi screamed into Ryuichi’s mouth and jet hot streams all over his stomach. Yuki opened his mouth and cried Shuichi’s name louder than he’d ever said it, in anger or in passion.

Tatsuha pulled himself into Ryuichi with one final thrust that was so deep, Ryuichi lost all breath and couldn’t even gasp. He simply exhaled onto Shuichi’s tongue as he came, his eyes impossibly wide.

Tatsuha jerked and sputtered as he came, calling Ryuichi’s name over and over and over again, shaking his man with each convulsion and each orgasmic wave.

Yuki collapsed on top of Shuichi.

Ryuichi fell down on the bed, his head resting on the pillow beside his friend’s.

Tatsuha fell to Ryuichi’s side, his arms still wrapped around his body.

The four lay there wandering in and out of various states of consciousness waiting to come back to Earth.

Meanwhile…

Both Yuki and Tatsuha’s dicks lay back smoking cigarettes like the satisfied, sated beings they were. They did this while listening to the mournful sound of Yuki’s ego, locked in a brig somewhere at the back of Yuki’s mind, playing a sad rendition of “My Way” on the banjo.

…I faced it all…

…and I stood tall…

…And did it my way…

Yuki was impressed. He had no idea his ego was a Sinatra fan….

*** ***

Minutes melted into hours and the afternoon sunlight faded into rosy evening. The four, still in bed, lay in each other’s arms, breathing, relaxing and just enjoying being near each other.

Finally a voice broke the silence.

“By the way, Yuki-san,” said Ryu, “K said to say thanks for the cheese.”

Yuki’s eyes snapped open.

“This was fun. What time is Naked Friend Friday next week?”

Two more sets of eyes followed.

*** ***

That night:

Four bodies lay entwined in one large bed, peacefully sleeping with Technicolor images of lollipops, the Spice Girls, crotchless pleather shorts and brilliantly beautiful sparkles filling their dreams.

The End--The Bet

End Credits:

Pink--Aerosmith

…Pink it's my new obsession

Pink it's not even a question…

Photo: Still shot of the argument in Chapter 1, with an angry Yuki standing in front of a Tatsuha who’s sitting on the sofa and holding up “Exhibit A” a pair of Shuichi sized crotchless pleather shorts…

…Pink on the lips of your lover, 'cause

Pink is the love you discover…

Photo: Yuki, who has laid down a trail of cherry lollipops on the floor leading to the bedroom, watches in the distance as Shuichi picks them up one by one…

…Pink as the bing on your cherry

Pink 'cause you are so very…

Photo: Tatsuha, standing in the kitchen with a new bag of marshmallows in his hand, is puzzling over an empty ice cube tray and Ryu, in the background, is downing a glass of an ice cold drink…

…Pink it's the color of passion

'Cause today it just goes with the fashion…

Photo: Yoshi, the sound engineer from the fifth floor, in psychiatric therapy. He’s cowering in the corner while his therapist holds up an ink blot pic that looks a lot like a piece of Swiss…

…Pink it was love at first sight

Pink when I turn out the light, and…

Photo: Ryuichi Sakuma running into the living room carrying a Monopoly Board. Tatsuha taking off his shirt…

…Pink gets me high as a kite…

Photo: Yuki’s dick rolling down the ave in a 64 Impala with the hydraulics on the front making it jump…

…And I think everything is going to be all right

No matter what we do tonight…

Photo: Yuki frowning and crossing out Naked Friend Fridays, which Shuichi has marked on the kitchen calendar, with big red NO’s…

…You could be my flamingo

'Coz pink is the new kinda lingo…

Photo: Tatsuha’s dick in the brig playing the harmonica…

…Pink like a deco umbrella

It's kink - but you don't ever tell her…

Photo: Shuichi and Ryu after they’ve fallen asleep in the recording studio—Shuichi on the soundboard, Ryu right on the floor, having gone from one extreme to the other. Fujisaki is trying to leave, K is “encouraging him” to stay…

…Pink it was love at first sight, and

Pink when I turn out the light…

Photo: Yuki and Shuichi arguing in the kitchen. Yuki has his arms crossed and a scowl on his face, Shuichi is yelling and pointing at the kitchen calendar…

…Pink gets me high as a kite…

Photo: Yuki at his new blockbuster book signing. He’s wearing his sexy “I’m a serious writer glasses” and is surrounded by flocks of swooning women and more than a few swooning men…

…And I think everything is going to be all right

No matter what we do tonight…

Photo: Shuichi running into the living room with a game of Twister. Yuki is taking off his shirt…

…I want to be your lover

I wanna wrap you in rubber…

Photo: Tatsuha and Ryu at a performance of Cirque du Soleil watching some very limber acrobatics. A thought bubble above Ryu’s head flashes an image of he and Tatsuha in similar positions…

As pink as the sheets that we lay on

Pink it's my favorite crayon, yeah…

Photo: Shuichi answering the door and letting Ryu and Tatsuha in. Yuki, wearing his glasses again, is leaning over the newspaper he’s been reading to see who it is. The paper is the Friday weekend edition…

…Pink it was love at first sight

Pink when I turn out the light…

Photo: A lunch date for four on the patio of Satori’s: Tatsuha and Ryu are fighting over the last dumpling. Yuki with a cigarette hanging from his mouth is looking around for the waiter and banging on the table with his glass demanding another drink with one hand and shoving a strawberry into Shuichi’s mouth with the other...

…Pink it's like red but not quite …

Author’s Note: Thanks very much to everyone who stuck with me through another five chapters! And thanks especially to those that left a review for “Hiro Breaks It Down!” Your kindness is very much appreciated. Sorry for the long chapters L.D.

This was written for the express purpose of cheering me up and making me laugh and I ended up having fun. I hope you had fun reading it.

The three songs used in this one are:

“Venice Queen” by the Red Hot Chili Peppers which can be found on their “By the Way” album

“Pink” by Aeorosmith, which can be found on their “Nine Lives” album and

“My Way” by Frank Sinatra, which can be found on the album “The Very Best of Frank Sinatra.”

…And I think everything is going to be all right

No matter what we do tonight…

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