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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 52

Hiyoshi was sure he’d locked the door before he left. He’d only been gone for a few hours, only long enough to have tea with An. Any moment now he was going to start panicking. Where had his puppy gone? He’d looked in every corner and under every piece of clothing Akaya had dropped carelessly on the floor, and now he was going to hyperventilate at any moment. What if someone had taken him? What if he’d somehow figured out how to unlock the door and tried to run out looking for him? What if he got hurt or drowned or…

Akaya walked in from a completed mission with a big grin on his face. Sanada was going to be pissed at him, but it was sooo going to be worth it. Walking into his room completely calm he put his tennis bag down and looked over to his boyfriend who looked like he was having a panic attack. "...The hell? What happened?"

The flailing mushroom was worried he might be losing his composure… but he needed to go out and search for his puppy now! He had never felt this way before... His cute little annoying nuisance that took up a lot of his study time and made a mess worse than Akaya was gone. He… he didn’t know what he would do if something had happened to him…. What would Akaya do when he found out he lost him? Fuck! Akaya! He looked up at his boyfriend who just walked in with the panicked eyes of an overprotective mother who just lost sight of her baby. “Umm… I…”

"Wakashi… What's wrong?" Now Akaya was starting to panic. He walked over to his boyfriend and brushed a strand of hair away from his face. He really hoped something hadn't happened at home. He didn't know if he could handle someone dying or anything like that.

“I need to go out. I’ll be back later.” Hiyoshi sucked at lying and knew it, especially to Akaya, but he didn’t want to make Akaya worry if at all possible. Grabbing his jacket, he brushed past him on his way to the door.

"Oi, not until you tell me what's going on," Akaya said worriedly and grabbed his boyfriend’s arm. "Seriously, Wakashi, what's up?" He wasn't getting away that easily.

There was no way to hide it. Not only could he not lie to Akaya, but the brat always managed to see through his always perfect composure. He brushed away Akaya’s hand and wouldn’t look at him. In a grave voice, that almost cracked, he whispered, “I lost Wilson.”

At the sentence Akaya just paused and stared at him, trying to figure out if he was serious. He blinked a couple times and then couldn't help a little relieved laugh. "No, you didn't. He's in fukubuchou's room."

“WHAT!?” The martial artist swung around and stared at Akaya with wide eyes. “Are you serious?! Why the hell is he there? How the hell did he get there?!” If there wasn’t a good excuse coming, he was going to deck his boyfriend.

Akaya jumped back nearly three feet as his boyfriend turned on him. "Ack!" He stumbled over his feet and fell right on his ass. "I--I put him there… I wanted to help out fukubuchou and pull a bit of a prank. I—I didn't know you'd freak out about it…"

“I am not freaking out!!!” Okay… Maybe he was, a little, but… “Why didn’t you tell me?” He had thought he was going to have a heart attack.

"I was going to, but you didn't give me the chance!" Akaya inched back on the floor, trying to stay away from his overly protective and somewhat psychotic boyfriend.

Slowly the trembling subsided, and Hiyoshi’s heart rate and breathing slowed to match those of the man he both loved and was going to kill. Looking up at him with murderous eyes, he seethed, “Idiot! Next time you decide to take him, tell me before you do it.”

"Where the hell did you think he went? He's a dog. He can't go very far you know..." the bratty boy murmured, annoyed, though he knew he'd probably regret it very soon.

“HE COULD HAVE BEEN HURT! He could have gotten lost! He’s SMALL! What if he’d been hit by a car! What if he’d gone after the ducks again and drowned in the lake!” His fists were white and clenched. Somewhere, there was a little voice in his head telling him he might be over reacting just a little bit, but… did Akaya not care at all about the well being of their ba…. PUPPY!?

"How could he do that in the room?" Akaya asked, actually surprisingly calm despite his boyfriend's now unreasonable psychotic outburst. Someone had to be the sane one after all. "He can't unlock doors ya know..."

Hiyoshi stood there frozen at Akaya’s words, then suddenly, all the fight went out of him. His shoulders slumped over and he walked past Akaya to fall face first onto the bed. “I thought he got out…” He couldn’t help it, he was sulking and he knew it. He was being unreasonable and he knew it. Oh well. He had the sudden thought that if he was ever a father he would die very early in life.

Akaya walked over and sat on the floor next to him with a little smile. "And here I thought he drove ya crazy," he teased and kissed his boyfriend’s shoulder. "You must love him a lot to get that worried."

Hiyoshi’s face which was thankfully currently buried in his pillow turned red. “Don’t be an idiot! It’s just a stupid dog…” was his muffled reply. “I just didn’t want you getting angry at me for losing him.” Truthfully, he never thought he could get so attached to a pet. Why he had flipped out so much over Wilson being gone was a mystery to him.

"You know I would never get mad at ya for it," Akaya teased and cuddled up to his lover’s side. "Besides, that stupid dog loves you. He won't run off."

Peeking an eye out at him, Hiyoshi wondered if Akaya really thought so, but it sounded too stupid and weak to ask. Instead, he cleared his throat and sat up, resolved to pretend that little mishap never happened. “Why did you take him to Sanada’s anyway?”

"Cause fukubuchou's been upset lately. He likes dogs so I thought I'd lend him Wilson to hopefully make him smile and relax, ya know?" Akaya shrugged and stretched back with a little groan. He'd always been good at telling when his vice captain was upset and he usually knew a way to make him smile. It was just one of those things you figured out being his kohai for so long.

It was a good enough reason. Maybe he’d overreacted… but he couldn’t let Akaya think he was the only one at fault. Crossing his arms, Hiyoshi looked down at his boyfriend who was having a rare moment of acting all cute and insightful. No! He would not let the cute and insightful act distract him. “Che. I suppose your excuse is passable,” he used his authoritative tone, “but you still should have told me before taking him.”

"You take him on walks all the time without tellin' me. Don't worry so much Wakashi, really." The carefree demon brat smiled and rubbed his somewhat exposed belly with a little yawn. Maybe it was time for a good afternoon nap.

Non-plussed, the stubborn mushroom wanted to argue his point further but decided to let it go less he somehow manage to sound immature. Besides, he didn’t really want to argue with Akaya. Now that he thought about it, having Wilson gone for a little while did have its advantages.

Hiyoshi lay back beside his sleepy looking brat and pulled him close until Akaya’s head was resting on his shoulder. With lazily fingers, he brushed through his hair, letting the familiar action and the soft feel of his curls under his fingers relax him. “Tired?”

"A little," The other boy sighed happily and snuggled into the petting. "So what should we do now that we're alone?" he asked curiously and smirked as he nuzzled up to his boyfriend like a parent who just dropped their kid off at daycare.

“I don’t care, as long as it doesn’t involve a lot of noise. …Or other people, or leaving the room, or moving…” They were so close now that it should have been suffocating, their limbs comfortably tangling together until you couldn’t tell whose leg or arm was whose and he was perfectly happy with that.

"You don't care, huh? It certainly sounds like you care," mischievous lips teased quietly.

Hiyoshi chuckled. Earlier, while having tea with An, they’d happened upon the unfortunate topic of friends with benefits. Although he had no right to judge her, looking at how close and intimate Akaya and he were now, he once again thought that people who could do this with just anyone were crazy.

“Have you ever had a friend with benefits?” The question was asked at random before he fully realized the ramifications the answer might bring.

“Friend with benefits?" Akaya asked curiously and moved back a little to look at his boyfriend curiously. "Yeah... Why?"

He should have already assumed, but he tightened his old on Akaya unconsciously. “I was talking with An over lunch today and she told me she’s having a sexual relationship with someone that is only a friend. That makes no sense. If you’re already friends with someone then sleep with them, doesn’t that imply that they would then be in a relationship?”

"No... That just means they're getting what they need from each other. It doesn’t mean they're committed to each other. They just... are both tired of being lonely." He held his boyfriend reassuringly, hoping that his past wasn't bothering Hiyoshi again because it was the one thing he couldn't change.

That might’ve been the most absurd thing Hiyoshi had ever heard. “But wouldn’t that make a person even lonelier once it ended or if one of them found someone? Back in high school, Chou… How could you go back to being just friends with someone after something like that?” To some extent he could sympathize with people looking for casual sex with strangers with no strings attached. But, with a friend? He’d had a hard enough time being comfortable around Natsumi again after what happened. “I couldn’t do that.”

"What do you think it was that I had with Gakuto-chan?" Akaya asked curiously and watched his lover. "It's just... you get really attached through sex. You see it as a lot more emotional than a lot of people do." Akaya explained and then shrugged a little. "I'm glad you could never have a friend like that. I like you how you are."

Hiyoshi never got past the first sentence. His hold on him loosened and he paled. “Wait… You and Gakuto…?”

"You... didn't know?" Well... fuck.

“I think I’m going to be sick…” Hiyoshi was serious. His stomach was churning and he felt like he was about to gag. His boyfriend whom he had sex with on a regular basis had also had sex with the single most annoying pain in the ass person in his life. Yes, Gakuto had also been one of his good friends since middle school, but… ewwww… He stood from the bed in a hurry and made his way towards the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Akaya got up and looked at the now closed bathroom door worriedly. "Wakashi..." he called out and went over to the door. “Hey... Are you alright?" This wasn't good. He thought his boyfriend had known. He remembered when Hiyoshi first came to the university he was in the middle of one of his flings with Gakuto. He was sure the other had seen them kissing. He didn't know that he had no idea they'd been sleeping together since high school. He probably shouldn't add the since high school part. Gakuto was still one of his best friends and it wasn't like they slept together anymore. So why? Why would this bother Hiyoshi so much?

Hiyoshi managed to keep himself composed once he got to the bathroom and took a few deep breaths. He couldn’t believe neither of them had ever told him. Wait, scratch that, he wished he’d never been told at all. Gakuto had always been kind of like the annoying older brother he never wanted, and the idea of sleeping with him… bad, BAD thoughts. He took another few deep breaths.

Akaya just stood outside of the door and watched it, pacing a little worriedly, his face pale. He had a bad feeling in his stomach and wished he'd just kept his big mouth shut.

After Hiyoshi was sure there was no more threat to his stomach, he opened the door to find himself face to face with his boyfriend. Ugh… For the first time he could remember, he didn’t even want to look at him. His face wrinkled up in disgust. Unlike Akaya who seemed intent to know everything about his prior relationships, Hiyoshi was now one-hundred percent positive he did not. He walked past him without a word.

Akaya’s face paled even more until he looked like a very surprised corpse as Hiyoshi walked past him, looking at him like he was scum. He hated it. He wanted to run, to not look back and just run out of the building as fast as he could until he couldn't even breathe anymore and just collapse, but he had told Hiyoshi he would stop running from conversations that made him uncomfortable. It was just harder than he'd expected... Still, he had to try. "Wakashi..." he began hesitantly and turned to look at his boyfriend, body shaking from nerves. “I'm--I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner... I just… thought you already...”

The tone of Akaya’s voice immediately made Hiyoshi re-think his actions and he forced himself to turn and look at him. When he saw how pale his boyfriend was, he instantly went to him and gathered him in his arms. “You don’t need to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Who was he kidding? The real problem was that Hiyoshi was jealous. It was easy to ignore that Akaya had slept with so many people before him when they were just a bunch of faceless nobody’s that didn’t matter. It was not so easy when you put a face to the person, and that person definitely wasn’t a nobody to either of them.

As soon as his boyfriend’s arms wrapped around him, Akaya clung to him for dear life, relief suddenly flooding over him. He could breathe again and he buried his face against Hiyoshi's neck, shivering a little against him. "You just... looked so mad..." he murmured and closed his eyes, trying to breathe slowly and calm down his heart that was beating harder than if he'd just run 500 laps.

The guilt was rushing through the martial artist in waves. How could he let himself take his anger out on Akaya when he’d done nothing but tell him the truth? Even if it was a truth he didn’t want to hear, he should be strong enough to deal with it. He held him tighter and rubbed his back in long soothing motions. “I’m sorry. I just… don’t like to hear about you with other people… like that.”

"I'm sorry..." Akaya murmured and finally managed to calm down. Hiyoshi was good at throwing him into a panic, but he was also a master at soothing him. He relaxed against him and sighed quietly. "I'll be careful not to talk about it anymore..."

The first thought that came to Hiyoshi’s head was ‘Good. I never want to know who you’ve slept with ever again, and if I ever hear about you sleeping with Gakuto again, I’ll kill you both,’ but he’d learned his lesson from their problems of miscommunication in the past and he really didn’t want Akaya to think he couldn’t share things about his past with him. “Don’t. It’s my problem and you shouldn’t have to worry about it.”

Akaya nodded a little in understanding and finally pulled away a little, wanting to kiss Hiyoshi, but too scared to. He'd thought for a moment his boyfriend was going to leave him and it was one of the scariest things he'd ever felt. Now, he just didn't want to push his luck and actually lose the other man.

Akaya thankfully looked much calmer now, but there still seemed to be a hint of fear in his eyes. Trying to lighten the mood, Hiyoshi easily swooped Akaya up in his arms, threw him back on the bed and crawled on top of him. Once they were face to face, he rolled his eyes. “Relax brat. I’m sure if I suddenly started spouting names of people I’d been with before, you wouldn’t be able to take it perfectly in stride either.” That said, he moved in, slanting his mouth over his brat’s and coaxed his lips open with just the tip of his tongue, loving him with his lips, trying to show him that all was fine.

Akaya yelped a little in surprise and looked up at Hiyoshi in shock until the other kissed him. He opened his mouth to the other, letting his whole body relax under the gentle touches. He didn't agree with what his boyfriend had said. To him, who Hiyoshi had been with in the past didn't matter, but if that helped the other man and kept him from leaving him, then he wasn't going to argue.
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